Yang Zhi suddenly asked in his heart: "Can I let me talk to that fellow Taoist?"

Chen Ping'an stopped and held the hat, as if discussing something with someone.

A moment later, a camel bell sounded in the distance, and the yellow sand ancient road was full of camel bells. Someone wore a mili, a green robe, and led a white camel, and came slowly.

The sun was hanging in the air, baking the earth, and the light was twisted. The table of wine lovers in the shop shifted their sights, whispered, holding the camel's arm, revealing a piece of white lotus-like wrist, and began to guess the woman's age. She didn't know how she looked, whether she could be the relative of the wine-selling woman, how old she was, and whether she had a marriage...

But soon, it was covered by another strange scene. In the distance, there were chariots and riders passing by the hills and coming towards the wine shop at a glance. The inspection was very large. The civil and military officials and goddess palace maids must have little 20 characters. The show was like the eight palace patrols in the public case novels, holding the sword of the Shangfang and ringing the gong to open the way. There were officials carrying the two mountains and waters. The biggest difference was that one was on the ground and the other was in the sky.

Chen Ping'an nodded with Qingtong who was walking beside him, then raised his eyes and saw a young man in the Yellow Man Qing oil cart. He was beautiful and beautiful, with a white face as white as jade, and a pair of light golden eyes. He just glanced at the two passers-by and stopped caring. He used the qi-seeing technique. He was just a fifth-level martial artist and a female cultivator in the cave realm. Such a pair of Taoist couples on the mountain became the guests of the mountain god Gong Xinzhou, but he really couldn't catch his eyes.

A large table of monster mountain ghosts who were playing with the wine, stopped shouting, and quickly got up to put on their clothes. They were anxious, and they all took a piece of clothes nearby and wore them. In the end, the thin man hung up a wide dress and the fat man's tight clothes. It was just that time was urgent, so they could not change back clothes. They all suddenly had a big head. Who knew that the mansion was most concerned about those rude and polite manners, just wanted not to be worn because of this shitty matter.

The local mountain god and the girl Ha Po have left the table and come to the outside of the shop to welcome the driver of the boss.

Both sides went in and out, and happened to pass by the man in a blue shirt and a "woman" wearing a militar.

Qingtong walked to the wine table, did not take off the milien, but just raised a corner, looked up and said with a clear voice: "Just up and call me Qingtong."

The tricks that Yang Shi used were useless for Qing Tong. In Tong Yezhou, Qing Tong could often see Yang Shi, and it was impossible to say that she was not envious. At that time, Yang Shi was the old master of Yi Luohe and one of the fourteen thrones demons, who commanded the two wilderness military tents, and his status was still above Fei Concubine. It was truly powerful and the great way was expected.

"Sit as you like."

He looked up at the palm-leaf fan in the book and pointed to the bench next to the table, and smiled and said, "As a prisoner, there is nothing to pay attention to the way of treating guests."

After Chen Ping'an sat down again, he asked: "Did someone forget to give the drinks money?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "This is not that it has not left yet. It just so happens that the new and old accounts will be settled together."

He looked up and pretended that he didn't understand what he meant, turned his head and looked at Qingtong, gently shaking the palm-leaf fan, "On the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is said that he will make a profit without losing money, and he will win big, and Qingtong has a friendly look."

Qing Tong sighed with a sigh and said openly: "I just had to do it. I first asked Master Yin Guan for a boxing match, and then took Xiao Mo's sword question. If I don't know anything, Master Yin Guan will move half of the Great Sword Qi to Tongyezhou, what can I do?"

He laughed at him and said, "Ask Jian? Xiao Mo?"

Qing Tong thought of the guy who had recovered from his peak state in the Demon-Suppressing Building, his face changed slightly, and he became more helpless. "You have guessed your identity before. Now, you have followed Lord Yin Guan, somehow you regard yourself as a dead man, and you have also become a registered worshiper in Luopo Mountain. In the Confucian Temple, the pseudonym is strange and the Taoist name is 'Xizhu', and you usually like to call yourself Xiaomo."

He stopped the palm-leaf fan and asked curiously: "How much more so than ten thousand years ago, this guy's swordsmanship has he improved?"

Qingtong smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know the details of his sword skills at that time."

Yang Zhi nodded. In the world, the ones who knew the best of Xiao Mo's sword skills in the world back then were probably the most qualified to say anything.

If Xiao Mo's ancient monsters who had been sleeping for thousands of years could he wake up a few years earlier and then enter the throne of the Heroic Hall one by one? Can he fight side by side with these fourteen old thrones?

Then in the previous battle, the major wild military tents only needed to push them all the way. I dare not say that I will be able to take the Central Earth God Island in the end, but first of all, Nanposao will not be able to capture it for a long time, and Chen Chun'an may also have a good reputation? Secondly, Liuxia Island north of Jinjiazhou will only be taken down, and the fence-bearing grass in the Pai'anzhou will only fall with the wind, especially the Baoping Island. No matter who is in Haoran is in charge of the country, you can confirm one thing. When the war is over, it will only destroy the mountains and rivers of the continent, resulting in the absence of Baoping Island in the world. Even if Su Zi and Liu Qi return to Haoran, they will be futile. Maybe besides Bai, the talisman Yu Xuan will fall in Fuyaozhou together...

I think I would not be blocked from retreating and imprisoned here, so I could only sell wine and read books every day to spend my time.

Qingtong looked around and said, "It seems that there is no ban on landscapes here in the Confucian Temple?"

He said with a whisper, "I have had a gentleman's appointment with my young master. In a radius of thousands of miles, I can walk at will. As long as I don't kill indiscriminately, there will be no taboos. Moreover, I don't need to do anything for the Confucian Temple. Prisoners like me may be rare."

Qingtong sincerely exclaimed: "My little master is still very arrogant."

When both sides talk about the rituals, they are still used to calling them Xiaoshu.

He laughed up and said, "Even if our Master Bai Ze is so good, I always feel that it is a bit worse than the young master.

Qing Tong said tentatively: "Is it because Mr. Bai Ze is not cruel enough?"

I thought about it for a while, "It's hard to say."

It sounds like two urban ladies who are talking about trivial matters.

Chen Ping'an was more focused on the side of the car, and only listened to the fun. He wouldn't feel unfamiliar anyway, but the content was slightly bigger. Otherwise, it would be no different from the woman who heard the words of the iron locked well in the neighborhoods in his hometown in the early years.

He looked up at the young hidden official with his hands and sleeves, and joked with Qingtong: "Do you think you are incompatible with the sword cultivator's fate?"

Qingtong lamented, "Who said no, let's just stand it like that."

Yang Zhi smiled and said, "It's better than me than me."

If you didn’t call Qingtong with Chen Ping’an and talk about these things, it would be a good idea. A heart of Tao was scattered. Once the conversation started, you would inevitably get a little less angry and feel a little more frustrated. The more you thought about it, you would feel more and more frustrated.

There were many spies and dead soldiers from the wild world installed in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so there were many insiders on the Jiazi Sect. Because of Ning Yao, he became a little concerned about a young foreigner who was not a sword cultivator. Back then, even the local sword cultivator Lieji in the Yupu realm of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he secretly surrendered to the Wanhuang. To be honest, if Lieji had not failed at the top of the city, but had killed Chen Ping'an, who had been the hidden official for a short time with one sword, he would probably have not had so many things to do later.

Maybe the general trends of the two worlds will undergo immeasurable changes.

Unfortunately, the real name of Lieji "Ranhua" was blocked by Mi Yu's sword, and then by Chen Ping'an, who was wearing two robes, used a sword locking talisman to imprison "Ranhua" for a moment. In the end, Lieji did not hesitate to blow a natal flying sword, but still seriously injured Chen Ping'an. There was no way. Many things were a little worse, but they were 10,000 yuan.

However, Mi Yu, who had entered the upper fifth realm and started to die, was indeed good. He was worthy of being a sword cultivator who was nicknamed Mi by the waist when he was a Earth Immortal. At that time, he did not hesitate to draw a sword at the top of the city. With a "sky sky", he delayed the new hidden official for a little precious time. Then he drew his sword out of the sheath, and actually directly slashed the sword, which was still a friend, from his shoulder, and the body of the halberd was divided into two on the spot.

Even if the sword cultivator in Haoran has a higher level than Mi Yu, he will definitely be a little bit distracted and cannot do as Mi Yu... he doesn't need to be able to kill people with a sword.

Because of the incident on the front of the city, I was in the Jiazi tent at that time, and watched the process with the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain and Wen Hai.

At that time, Zhou Mi once said a little laughingly, but unfortunately Mi Yu had been trapped in a cocoon for many years. Otherwise, if this person successfully broke through the realm and luckily entered the realm of Ascension, there would probably be another Dong Sanqing in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The great ancestor of Yueshan also asked specifically, could he attract Mi Yu? The person who answered this question at that time was the Sword Immortal Shouchen, who said that if he had no brother Mi Hu, he would have the opportunity to let Mi Yu turn to the wilderness.

Seeing Chen Ping'an's smile a little, she immediately noticed something was wrong. She was suddenly frightened and said with a sharp look: "Can you steal your voice?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't forget where you are now. You really think it's your own territory? The heartstrings of a monk in the Ascension Realm trembled slightly, and the sound was as loud as thunder. Even if my hands covered my ears, it was still heard. What do you want me to do?"

Yang Zhi glared at Qingtong fiercely, and Qingtong said with aggrieved expression: "Sister Yang Zhi, we are familiar with each other, don't forget that I and Yin Guan are in the same group."

Chen Ping'an held back his awkwardness. It was not the first time he had traveled to Tongyezhou with Lu Tai, and he had goose bumps, so he got used to it.

He said angrily: "Spent wine and sell it for your own sake."

Chen Ping'an got up and went to the wine jar covered with wooden boards, uncovered the lid of the wooden board, hung a bamboo scoop on the edge of the wine jar, scooped two bowls of wine for himself and Qingtong. After sitting back to the table, he asked with a smile: "What's the origin? Why is Wuyue Mountain Lord's show, but he only hangs the sign of the Shanshen Mansion."

He said up to the sky, "I was called Mei He, who was once the mountain king of the small country. The world changed and the country's surname changed. During this period, he made a wrong bet, and was revenge by the new emperor. He found a way to revoke the title of Shanjun and demoted it to a mountain god. Anyway, no one here cared about this set of red tape. Mei He is now in charge of this vast mountain river, but his Taoist practice is shallow, and it is just a small golden elixir. The Confucian Temple obviously did not inform Mei He, so he didn't know that I was detained here.

, I don’t know the true origin of this place. I only regard this volcano group as a useless land with weak spiritual energy, and treat me as a Longmen Realm monk playing in the world. Maybe because of practicing fire, I took root here and formed a golden elixir. Maybe I wanted to collect some money for buying roads and settle down with me. Over the years, I have hinted to me twice, and I just pretended that I didn’t understand. I guess this time I came to give me an ultimatum."

He was too lazy to look at Mei He more, "According to the guests' private statement, this guy seemed to be an official in his lifetime, and he was quite a bit of a young official. He was a scholar and the president of the Secretary of the State, and those posthumous titles were posthumously awarded, and I still can't figure out the tricks inside. I'm very polite and talk to him, so I've been struggling."

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and nodded, "Scholars with half a bucket of water are unwilling to speak well."

He looks weird and likes to scold himself so much?

The previous parade carriage that was flying in the clouds and foggy was deliberately slowed down after the mountain temple and Hepo Temple near the wine shop, as if it was intentional to let these idle drunkards prepare for the ride early.

The old mountain god is Gong Xinzhou. According to the golden and jade genealogy issued by the Confucian Temple, the official rank is now from the seventh rank.

And the girl-like Ha Po,

In Ganzhou, she manages the river near the wine shop, named Chaoqiu. Like Hebo and Tudigong, she is the bottom-ranking clerk in the landscape genealogy, and is even worse than the county city god.

The girl muttered, "I'm going to show off my wealth again, I'm so annoying."

The old mountain god hurriedly reminded: "The first level of official position is to crush people to death. You can figure it out yourself. How high are you higher than us? When you meet Meishanjun later, don't hold a bad face like last time. The Meishanjun Mansion is in charge. Last time I came to my place to drink, I was a bit incest with me. I secretly told me that the Qingyun Mansion's audit department has already had an opinion on you. You will probably be at the bottom of the landscape assessment next year."

The girl said angrily: "What's wrong with being at the bottom? I didn't think about getting promoted or getting rich. Even a poor Hepo would not be demoted. There was no chore with no oil or water. The official bag was so shriveled that it couldn't make up a little money for the Little Summer. What's the situation in my Chaoqiu? Who doesn't know? The county city god will laugh out loud. Even if the Mei person dismissed me on the spot, Lao Gong, ask those delicate goddesses in Qingyun Mansion, are they happy to come and suffer? As long as anyone is willing to nod, I really won't serve you, grandma. Whoever likes to be a Hepo, will I be the one who will be a Hepo? At worst, I will be with you Lao Gong in the future."

The old mountain god almost rolled his eyes when he heard this. He was with me, Lao Gong. You are poor, I have saved up a few more money to support my aunt. I can afford to drink a big bowl of wine and eat meat. If you want to get married one day, you will not be able to give your dowry by yourself? Gong Xinzhou had to continue to persuade him with great heart: "Believe me, it is always right to smile whenever you meet everyone. No matter how young Chao Qiu is, he will bow his head and will not be angry when he closes the door."

The geniuses who finally took the opportunity to change their clothes again, shook their clothes timidly behind the mountain god, and kept shaking their clothes so that the strong alcoholic smell on their bodies became a little weaker.

The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Mei He is not a mountain king, he is still a mountain god master from the founding house. He built the mountain god temple on the horse beam. It was so grand.

Every time the mountain king toured, the earth was even more shaking. Look at Lao Gong, who was standing in front of rubbing his hands, was also a mountain god. That dilapidated house was really not worthy of carrying shoes and toilets for Mr. Mei.

What's more, it's said that Mr. Mei's Qingyun Mansion can see several sword lights that scare the ghost every sixty years of the birthday party.

He glanced up at the young man's appearance and asked, "This guy has a jade plaque hanging around his waist, with the four words "Sky Dust and Cold Breeze" on it. What does it mean? Is it so particular?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "There is nothing special. It's just a self-pitying complaint. It probably means that he was exiled to the end of the sky, away from the temple, and in the world, with the sky high and the emperor far away, it is difficult to show his ambitions. It can probably be regarded as a pretentious rich idle person?"

He said with amazement: "You scholars evaluate others to the point of being sharp."

Chen Ping'an asked, "He never doubted that you might be a hidden realm of a worldly master?"

He asked back: "If it were you, in your hometown, you would have any chance to meet someone selling wine on the roadside, and you would have thought he was a land fairy?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Of course, it must be."

In my hometown, what is the earth immortal?

Even if you look at the so-called earth immortal, it is the earth immortal from the ancient times, and it is nothing in the Lizhu Cave Heaven.

It can even be said that the higher the level, no matter what background or background, the more cautious you need to act.

I choked up for a moment.

I remember the young Yin Guan in front of me, and my hometown seemed to be in the Lizhu Cave Heaven.

I am really used to seeing this person as a local sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

As for the Lizhu Cave Heaven, since Zhou Mi will be regarded as a place to reach the sky, I think it is not lacking in magical and strange.

The luxurious car driver slowly stopped on the ground. Gong Xinzhou pulled the sleeves of the girl beside him, walked forward quickly, and bowed: "Gong Xinzhou, the little god of Xiangqu Mountain, and Chaoqiuhe Pogan Prefecture, pay homage to the lord of Meifu."

The monsters behind him followed suit and bent down to bow to the Meifujun, which was noisy for a while.

"You're all waiting outside."

Mei He issued an order to the officials of the Shan Shenfu. He took one step forward, got off the oil truck, landed on the ground, waved his sleeves, "No gift."

Seeing the wine-selling woman at a table with three people, two strange faces, they were still drinking on their own, and they didn't stand up to greet her. Although Lord Fujun was unhappy, he didn't put it on his face. Perhaps these mud legs from Shanzeye Noble Cultivation may have never read many books in his life. It is natural not to understand etiquette, so why bother to get angry?

Mei He walked into the restaurant, raised his hand to cover his nose, frowned slightly, and Lao Shan Shen wiped the table with his sleeve. Ganzhou was about to take the lead when Gong Xinzhou quickly stretched out his feet and stepped on the girl's instep. The girl suffered a pain and had to continue standing.
To be continued...