Hark, the heavens are clear and bright, the old dust washed away in a single breath of purest air!

Beneath a sky so cleansed, Chen Pingan, with an oil-paper umbrella tucked beneath his arm, ambled towards the humble dwelling he had rented. Though his wounds were grievous, his heart was strangely light.

He skirted the familiar shrine of the local earth deity, a place he knew well from his days as a wandering diviner, when he would often scale its walls to observe the petty squabbles of the town’s clerks and study the subtle art of their words.

With a flicker of his Sight, he detected the aura of Gu Can. A silent conversation passed between them, and Chen Pingan gifted him an address, a promise of a meeting to come. Gu Can, wary of being unseen, had deliberately made his presence known, knowing that masters of Earth and the Upper Five Realms often possess the means to shroud their qi from prying eyes.

Chen Pingan knew the way well, entering a narrow lane known as Sweetwater Alley. Three figures approached, the lead a powerfully built man with arms that hung nearly to his knees, leaning casually against a wrapped bundle. He spoke in hushed tones, offering solace to a jade-faced youth whose spirit seemed to have withered within him. “Hongtu,” he said, “so what if you are no longer a boy untouched by the world? Even if you cannot reach the transcendent heights of ancient sword immortals, who could cleave heads with a flying blade like the Founding Ancestor, you must yet strive for peerless skill in this mortal realm, for renown throughout the Jianghu. Do not belittle yourself! Despair not, nor waste your talent and time.”

The youth, his expression wooden, merely nodded, whether in agreement or apathy, it was impossible to tell.

The burly man caught sight of the green-clad figure at the alley’s corner. A quick glance, and he dismissed him, lowering his voice further. He first finished instructing the youth named Hongtu, then turned his gaze upon a young woman, leaping lightly between the paving stones. Her spirit was bright, her beauty captivating. Seeing the older man’s attention, she immediately straightened, becoming demure. He then turned to the pair and said, “The Sect Leader sends you and me down the mountain this time, to wander the Seven Kingdoms, traveling a million li, so that you may understand that there are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. Know that countless strange and wondrous individuals are hidden within the dust of the world, often unseen only because their time has not yet come. They may brush past us in the marketplace, or stand before us as strangers.”

The young woman, raising a brow, could not help but smile. “Uncle-Master,” she said, “there is a man ahead, walking with a sword strapped to his back. Could he be one of these hidden masters you speak of?”

There were things the man could not say aloud. This journey into the mundane world served a dual purpose. Firstly, to lift Hongtu’s spirits, preventing his despair at being unable to master immortal arts. He would be guided to perform acts of chivalry, rekindling his inner fire. Secondly, for the woman, secretly chosen by the Sect Leader as his successor, to experience the Jianghu and seek a celestial opportunity in the capital city of Jade Expanse. Three vermillion threads etched upon her brow marked her for a life burdened by karmic debt, a sign of impending trials. She must temper her spirit in the mortal realm, shedding her aura of ill fate and learning the wisdom of concealing her power, before she could begin to delve into the Sect’s forbidden arts. In essence, the Sect Leader wished her to know that she was small and insignificant, and Hongtu to feel significant.

Seeing that they were still some distance from the green-robed man, the burly man employed the Sect’s secret art of sound transmission, whispering to his juniors, “Baoshu, Hongtu, when we travel the Jianghu and meet strangers, we must observe their level of cultivation and martial skill. It is easy for those who know, and difficult for those who do not. Carefully observe their breathing and their steps. This man before us, for instance, possesses some martial foundation, but his face is pale, his breath uneven, and his steps lack uniformity. It is clear that he once had a good foundation, but has perhaps been weakened by too much wine and pleasure.”

Chen Pingan could only pretend not to hear this assessment.

The young woman named Baoshu, however, possessed a genuine aptitude for cultivation. She was a rough gem, with the potential to become an Earth Immortal.

Such individuals, born under a lucky star, were appearing in every land. The great sects would soon be overwhelmed.

The Emperor’s Stick-and-Clay Bureau had already secretly dispatched agents to the shores of Jade Bottle Continent, and even further to Elm Leaf Continent, in search of promising disciples.

The sixteen geniuses gifted by the Great Li Dynasty to Falling Phoenix Mountain were already aboard a military vessel, soon to arrive at Ox Horn Crossing.

The woman asked, “Uncle-Master, I’ve heard from Senior He that there are Immortal ferries, inns, and docks where one can find cultivators and qi-refining immortals everywhere?”

The burly man laughed. “It’s not so easy as that! Your Senior He merely stumbled upon a group of qi-refiners in a ruined temple.”

“The Sect Leader says that since ancient times, reclusive immortals are always hidden. When they first begin their path, their masters teach them to swear oaths to never flaunt their abilities before mortals, to never use immortal arts in the mundane world, and to never seek fame or worldly riches, lest they mislead others into believing that cultivation is an easy path, a shortcut to power.”

“Our own Founding Ancestor, though blessed with extraordinary talent, had to endure countless hardships. Only when his merit was complete did he forge his flying sword, capable of taking the heads of villains within a hundred paces, as easily as reaching into a bag.”

Those were stories from two hundred years past. The once-venerated immortal mountain, described in countless local chronicles, had become little more than a Jianghu sect, teaching only fist and foot techniques.

The few Daoist scrolls left by the Founder were now beyond comprehension for all but the current Sect Leader.

Whether from a wealthy family or a mountain sect, old glory fades easily.

The young woman, her eyes filled with longing, said, “Uncle-Master, I heard there’s a Daoist named Wu in the capital, a master of destiny, who can foretell the future with uncanny accuracy. His stall is nearby, shall we take a look?”

The burly man laughed. “The marketplace hides more than it reveals. Such a person is unlikely to be a true immortal. When we reach the Chongyang Monastery, if you still have the inclination, you can try your luck. If the Daoist is truly a hidden master playing in the mortal realm, it will be your good fortune.”

Within the narrow alley, the two parties drew near.

It was not even the legendary immortals, brimming with energy that never required sleep. Even those who achieved some small success in martial arts ought to possess an inner strength that would keep them from daytime fatigue.

The burly man sighed, his heart filled with pity. He could not resist the urge to whisper to his two juniors, “Our Founder taught that wine, women, wealth, and wrath bind the living, robbing them of their vitality. Immortal serenity is the path, while lust and passion lead only to ruin. This man’s steps are unsteady, his spirit weak. If our Sect Leader were here, he could simply chant an incantation and sprinkle him with talisman water, banishing the weariness that plagues him. If he learned to practice moderation, his path of martial advancement would surely not end here.”

Chen Pingan could only pretend not to hear this judgment.

Ten steps past, Baoshu giggled. “Master is known for his benevolence. He would surely have stopped and tried to counsel the poor man.”

Aside from Uncle-Master Gao Zhu, everyone in her Master’s generation claimed that her Master was a kind-hearted fellow. He felt the need to intervene in any injustice, and aid any unfortunates he came across. This hindered the sect’s development and his own cultivation. Her Master always said that “Suffering is a blessing.” Since joining the sect, she had heard some harsh words. People said that the Sect Leader’s kindness was a sign of a weak Daoist spirit, leading to learning without enlightenment. She thought their assessment was accurate.

A cultivator should have the appearance of an immortal, not sully the pure heart of Dao in a mire of the mundane world.

Whether by fate or coincidence, Hongtu turned his head, meeting the gaze of the green-robed, sword-bearing man.

He heard a voice speak, “If you have the time, young man, seek out the fortune teller Wu. He’s very accurate, and his prices are fair.”

Hongtu felt a jolt of surprise. The man was gesturing to his ear, suggesting that he’d overheard their conversation.

Hongtu turned to the man and asked, “Senior, I beg your guidance. Can one become a martial arts grandmaster if he begins training late and is no longer a boy untouched by the world?”

The green-clad man, displaying a skill that seemed like a levitation technique, placed one foot atop the other, rose into the air, and vanished over the eaves in the blink of an eye.

Baoshu turned at the sound, glimpsing the green hem of the man’s robe. She was not overly surprised. “Uncle-Master, was he a master?”

The burly man did not think he’d misjudged. “A bit showy. Skilled, but within limits.”

Chen Pingan sat atop a rooftop, considering his actions. He glanced toward Crumpled Mountain, deciding not to trouble Ma Kuhuan’s nascent disciples.

Repaying kindness and avenging wrongs was only right, not just for himself, but for all the world.

As for the woman with her fine bones and potential for cultivation, whether she would become a true cultivator was hard to say.

It was not boasting to claim that if Cen Yuanji had never encountered Zhu Lian, or Jiang Qu had never entered Falling Phoenix Mountain, they would likely have faded into obscurity.

Gathering his strength, Chen Pingan descended into a quiet alley. It had been a long time since he had yearned for a deep, restorative sleep.

Meanwhile, Gu Can was traveling with his entourage in Everbright County. The State Preceptor Huang Lie knew nothing, so the maid Gu Lingyan did the asking, and they finally found a secluded alleyway.

Chen Pingan was sitting on the steps outside a humble courtyard. It was clear he was still heavily injured. That sight made Gu Can’s expression darken.

Gu Can asked with his eyes what had happened.

Chen Pingan replied in his mind, “Acceptable, the price was acceptable. The Night Wanderer sword is broken, and my dharma robe must be reforged, mended, and several of my Qi nodes will need repair. But it was not without benefit. In the long run, it was worth the effort.”

“Ning Yao was right, Jade Purity seeks Truth, but Immortals must deal more with reality, and before you break through to the Immortal realm, cultivation is more about reality.”

Now that Chen Pingan had gone from the Golden Core to the Jade Purity realm, his path was simple, he just needed to refine the swords, eat gold coins, and Dragon Slaying Rocks.

Chen Pingan had already planned how to get those Gold coins, discuss with the Great Li Song clan to trade with Mule Horse River Liu and Third Son Temple in the North Continent. As Zheng Juzhong had estimated, Chen Pingan would need to eat a thousand five hundred gold coins to raise Well-in-the-Moon to Well-Mouth-in-the-Moon level, and the number of swords would rise to eight hundred thousand. Maybe Chen Pingan could make that into a million.

The biggest problem was getting Dragon Slaying Stones. While Gold coins were rare, Dragon Slaying Stones had no price and no market.

“I went to Sword Qi Great Wall, and met with your master, we spoke a little, and White Emperor City will soon be locked down. He invited Zheng Dan to be the gatekeeper, despite being a ghost-immortal, her sword skill is very high. Her lineage came from the same time as Zhou Shengzhi of Crooked City.”

Gu Can nodded.

For Zheng Juzhong to invite her, her Dao power must be very high.

“You are badly injured, will you stay in Retreat at Falling Phoenix Mountain?” Gu Can asked telepathically.

“I will still be the best man at Liu Xianyang’s wedding.”

“If it is bad, we can delay his wedding.”

Chen Pingan stared at him.

“Joking, don’t take it to heart.” Gu Can sighed, “I am worried that you are damaging your Dao-Heart. I just want to cheer you up.”

Chen Pingan rose and introduced the three people there, “So your trip wasn’t for nothing. The one going by Pu Liu, really Xu Fu is Jade Purity. Not much chance for a breakthrough. The ghost, Guan Kui, is Golden Core. A breakthrough for him won’t be too hard. Shen Ke is a martial artists at the 7th rank but has trouble with breaking through. I spoke with them and they said they would follow you. You just have to feed them. Whether or not you give them wages is up to you.”

These former elites who were taken from the Ma manor were now looking haggard. The old woman, the ghost had been struck by lightning, and the martial artists has had it worst of all. If not for Chen Pingan telling them that they would be rewarded, the old woman would be the first to run. As for Guan Kui, he was ready to return to his home land, and Shen Ke just wanted to rest in the middle of nowhere.

Gu Can didn’t say a word.

*I’m here helping and these are my rewards?! Just acting as a bystander and now you talk about rewards.*

Gu Can would have said that they were trash if it was someone else.

Chen Pingan put his hand on Gu Can’s shoulder.

*Do you think that I would introduce righteous and upright officials to you?*

*What’s more, this group has just been through suffering and are obedient. They may not be high level but they have many ideas, know how to act, and how to do things.*

Gu Can looked at them, but didn’t say anything. He turned and clasped his hands. “I am very grateful to have your help.”

Though he did not know who the robed man was, as Chen Pingan’s friend, he must be of high standing. They were grateful and clasped their hands in return.

One Jade Purity, one Golden Core, plus one martial artist breaking into the 7th rank was not bad. These three were enough to start a new sect anywhere.

Gu Lingyan scoffed, “They are so lucky. Going into the young master’s sect, they get to use the White Emperor City name.”

*Even when you are beating a dog you have to look at its owner. If you cannot scare someone using Gu Can’s name, can you with Zheng Juzhong?*

*Being Chen Pingan’s people, they now have another life saving charm.*

Gu Can then introduced the recently hired, Huang Lie, “Huang Lie, just resigned as the Preceptor.”

Chen Pingan clasped his hands, “I have met Senior Huang.”

Huang Lie’s expression was solemn and returned the bow. “I am of the Golden Core level. I salute you, Chen.

Chen Pingan chuckled.

Gu Lingyan laughed.

Chen Pingan asked, “Where are the others?”

If Gu Can was here, that meant that Liu Xianyang must have come too.

Gu Can smiled. “That idiot ran to the True Martial Mountain.”

Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead.

“Let me say that this plan for us to come here was all his idea.”

Chen Pingan said, “You are very loyal.”

“I am used to selling him out.”

“Is Pei Qian here too? She is currently in the Capital City Temple.”

“That was Liu Xianyang’s plan too.”

“I know what you are going to say.” Gu Can then asked the most important question, “Just what did they do to those three in the Ma manor? They are all walking corpses! If I do not find some pills to calm their hearts, they will suffer long-lasting damage.”

Gu Can, the bystander, saw clearly, but Pu Liu was in the dark.

Chen Pingan explained, “Aside from the ghost, Guan Kui, the other two weren’t so good, so I set up some traps, like lightning and fire.”

“They were all lucky that you just passed by.”

Gu Can grinned and asked, “The martial artist could persevere, but how did Pu Liu and Guan Kui do it? Even if the old woman could never get to the Jade Purity level, if an opportunity came, would she dare to attempt a breakthrough with the demons she saw?”

“If they ever hope to attempt a breakthrough, just send a letter, and I’ll wipe their memories…They won’t be harmed and they will have no memory of me.”

Gu Can was silent, with complicated emotions.

Chen Pingan self-deprecatingly smiled. “Compare me to Zheng? Can you compare me? You insult a master trying to establish his lineage.”

Gu Can had no reaction to “establishing a lineage” but had questions about the “Immortal” level.

Chen Pingan placed his hand on Gu Can’s head. “I am an Immortal and a Master, and Liu Xianyang is at least a master, but you are nothing.”

Gu Can had nothing to say.

Chen Pingan grinned, “That’s what joking is.”

After they went inside, the old woman and others looked around, but it was very small. This was Chen’s place in the capital? They soon changed their minds, the Great Sword Immortal must be different.

Chen Pingan smiled, “Hard work will bring treasures.”

The hall was simple, with a single table.

Chen Pingan sat down and said, “This is a rental, so the treatment isn’t good.”

Seeing Gu Can’s glance, Gu Lingyan went to boil some water.

“Have you decided on a location?” Chen Pingan asked.

“I plan to choose Floating Dawn Continent, I’ve already looked and it’s not bad. I am still going there to inspect it, maybe there’s somewhere better.”

“If you have picked Floating Dawn, there is no rush, take your time.”

“There may not be any ceremonies.”

“If there were, I may not come.”

“I know you are busy, you can go to Green Apricot, but not Floating Dawn.”

Other than Gu Lingyan, they all knew what he meant, that they were at loggerheads.

What were their relationship?

“Since you have picked Floating Dawn, I’ll introduce you to someone in the future.” Chen Pingan stated to “compensate.”

“If it’s someone from the Summer Retreat Palace, then no. We’ll never see eye to eye.” Gu Can quickly stated.

“Someone once praised as the smartest Emperor, I suspect that they’re hiding treasure in their homeland.

Gu Can asked tentatively, “The one who fears their son more than others?”

“Yes. Now he is following Zhong Kui, he must be freed one day, then you two would be able to get along.”

“If it’s him, I would give him the chief priest position.”

“Let’s see if you two can connect first.”

Gu Can grinned, “He may not be willing to go to Falling Phoenix Mountain, but he is sure to come with me.”

Chen Pingan chortled, “Are you showing off?”

Chen Pingan sighed.

He wanted to lean back and sleep if there was a chair.

Gu Can asked, “Do you know about the Chongyang Monastery here?”

Chen Pingan nodded, “The old Alchemist Hall, is a blessed land filled with Dao energy. I’ve passed by it but never went inside. Looking at its aura, there is an alchemist refining water pills. Its Abbot may not be that strong, but has a lot of power. How? Have you met them?”

The ones he met in the alley wanted to find immortality at the monastery.

Gu Can said, “I met him. He is the Golden Core level Abbot and calls his Dao Name, ‘Hui Lu.'”

Chen Pingan dismissed it with a smile.

Gu Lingyan said, “This isn’t the Green Underworld with one Dao Name, it is common to pick your own Dao Name.

“Since you came, why not go over to True Martial Mountain and bring Liu Xianyang here?”

Chen Pingan agreed, “Come back quickly. I am going to be lazy and wait for you all here.”

“Liu Xianyang had already overturned Lu Chen’s fortune telling stall and promised to continue to do so.

Now that Chen Pingan thought, he took a talisman and turned it into light.

He just wanted to make sure that Gu Can didn’t get into trouble, and according to his habits, it was best to see it for himself.

Gu Lingyan pretended to be unaware.

Being from the uncivilized, naturally there were no rules, but there was plenty of emotion. Because they were honest, the relationships were closer than in the wider world.

This was the first time that the old men from the Ma clan were meeting with someone from the wider world and they could not guess who he was.

Gu Can glanced at Huang Lie before leaving.

*You’ve already hit me with someone once. I’ll immediately kick you out if you do it again.*

Huang Lie was nervous. He wouldn’t give the young master the chance to misunderstand him.

The Chongyang Monastery was quiet, and in the setting sun, looked like a charm.

An old Daoist, Cheng Fengxuan, sensed something strange and broke from his studies to check.

He saw a middle-aged Daoist admiring the scenery.

Cheng Fengxuan wondered who the man was and he came up with a guess. “Are you the Daoist Wu from Everbright? Wu the diviner?”

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, “I have heard that Abbot Cheng’s Dao Name is Hui Lu? I have been here for a while now, and passed by the monastery, but did not want to disturb you. Today I heard about Senior Cheng, and didn’t want to miss out, so I dared to come and meet you.”

Cheng Fengxuan stroked his beard, “A fake Dao Name, don’t take it seriously. Don’t be intimidated or be planning on arresting me for the county.”

Chen Pingan said, “You joke too much.”

Cheng Fengxuan was too lazy to circle the question and said, “Tell me the truth, are you here to see the scenery, or to test me?”

“What family is your monastery from?”

Cheng Fengxuan was silent for a moment. “To think that you know this. I came from the Louguan school, but I am not traditional. The old spring has dried up.”

At the old era, the Dao came from the Louguan School and the great influence came from the Donghua sect.

Not only was the Louguan School good at astronomy and divination, but it was also good at alchemy.

Chen Pingan sighed, the trail was not on Gu Can, but him.

The Abbot of Sea Watching Monastery, Bixiao Caverns, had supported Golden Pinnacle Monastery.

“Since you are so honest, I can be too. I spent some time at Elm Leaf continent, and in the north, had the pleasure of meeting someone from Louguan sect, and was rewarded.”

Cheng Fengxuan frowned, not knowing if he could trust Chen.

Chen Pingan continued, “I will leave Jade Expanse soon. There is a haunted house on Bamboo Alley. The owner is Xue Ruoyi, a ghost looking to follow the Dao. I met her and got some help, and even met West Mountain Tongan. While you refine pills, come and meet her, just tell her you’re a friend.”

Cheng Fengxuan was shocked. This man was so lucky, to meet a deity.

Originally Cheng Fengxuan had intended to refine his pills at noon, but they were missing ingredients. If he had it, then he may refine the pills and then the young men could eat the pills. His goal was to connect the monk and Xue.

Chen Pingan casually asked, “I met a youth, named Bai Yun, and think that he might have been a disciple. Have you met him?”

Cheng Fengxuan shook his head, “I have not seen this youth.”

“My disciples have been going to the market recently, maybe they have.”

“I thought this Immortal fate would be with you, but maybe not.”

He could hear what they were thinking.

The wormwood was gifted to Xue from Lu Chen to protect her from his fight with Ma Ku Xuan.

“He said, ‘Ding Ding Ding, there will be flowers on the branches, Guaguo Di fall!'”
“The wind rises, the fruit falls, and the melon falls and falls!

“”Then there’s the sentence in the book, which is, “Zhi Zhiji!

“That is, because Zhi Jin came to collect money from the village, Chen Shizu would definitely not let him collect it!

“I heard the old man say that at that time, in order to protect our villagers in Shiwang Village

“”Not to mention the fact that the people from the Zhi family in the future are going to eat the people of Shiwang Village! It is not allowed for him to eat a grain of rice from Shiwang Village!””

Chen Pingan had come to understand that Lu Chen had seen something and was going to repay the monk, which was why his luck was so high!

Chen Pingan laughed and thought that he had taken the youth away from the monk!

He looked at it from many angles, and everything had to be done in this place. He wanted to make the monk work with other monks and help with their faith.

Wasn’t it because Lu Chen had gotten to this level that he had used that kind of wormwood as compensation, and indirectly helped the old man to make his elixir round? How could he resolve his karma?

It seemed that next time he traveled to the Central Land, apart from the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master’s Mansion, if he had the opportunity, he would have to go to the Central Land Lu family to borrow books and read books.

Chen Pingan smiled. “I won’t stop you from entertaining guests.”

The old man wondered, “Why did Daoist say that?”

There was a tall youth with a pale face, ran to the riverbank and bowed, and said, “Master, we have more guests!”

Cheng Fengxuan laughed. “You’re an insightful man!”

Chen Pingan said, “A poor and pure man is better than a rich and evil one.”

The boy had his eyes opened, maybe this was why they were poor?

Wu Daoist glanced at the tall, thin kid and said, “There is wealth in the common world, but there is Dao in our hearts. It is not easy to enter the mountain, and even harder to reach the Dao. We must rely on faith to reach the Dao.”

Chen Pingan clapped him on the shoulder. “Hard work and good luck!”

Chen also wanted to see Cheng’s workshop, but Chen said, “You can’t ask about that.”

Chen then left.

Along the road, Chen would meet with them again.

He showed his secret sign and turned over a note and bowed.

“You are quite good. You should stay in the monastery for some time.”

“”This person is too powerful. As long as Chen can’t kill him with one move, his master will keep taking Chen as his.

Chen suddenly realized that if she didn’t say anything, how could she take advantage of the old monk?

“You can have one of them!”

“What if the Louguan school does something like this”

In the past, the only ones that can be mentioned here were the Louguan people. What if a student of the sect was chosen, and Chen couldn’t have given that thing!

Zhongshan wanted to take over by the monk, but was there something there? He wanted to protect his place, so the monk didn’t let him go.

For Chen Pingan to say this was because of their good relationship and the situation today!

“There is a friend of mine who is from the outside world. Can you take him and have him work?”

“If he works without money, he will be rewarded.”

Chen Pingan looked at what was going on. He was looking at the Louguan school!

With Chen’s help, they will be able to be together in the future!

Standing on a platform.

A monk was standing there. He was breathing. This must be that old man again.

There were youth sitting there.

He had a sharp face and a long sword.

“What if the Louguan school does something like this?”

“You can have one of them!”

“What if the Louguan school does something like this”

“The one who is able to see all, is always the master of all!

At that moment, there was a woman who said, “Are you people here for Chen? Who is Zhang Dongli, the master?

In the past, she had wanted to be with Zhang, but for Chen, the most difficult of all, she could become his wife in the end!

“”What did Chen do to all of us?

At that time, Zhang and others had already felt that Chen had caused a deep, unspeakable wound in their hearts.

But everyone said it was a coincidence!

She would have to make this “coincidence” real!””

“You are not going to be able to see the person, don’t come!”

Chen nodded. She must have gone to visit the old man and given something to him.

Liu didn’t want the others to know that the woman was one of the others that he had brought! If he got something good for her, then he could still be her husband!

What she did was to take him into the team, but it was the other way around!

“You aren’t able to get to that point!

Then those two said, “You aren’t able to get into the team!

“Why wasn’t your talent good, or did you not know how to make use of yourself?””

It was like that with her. She thought that Chen was able to find her and others because of his powers, but he never had them!

Now, if they let that monk find Chen, Chen would never be able to find them! They had to find Chen first!

Chen Pingan said: “With the death of Chen Shishu, can anyone be able to find the path to take!””

Chen Pingan nodded, knowing that her goal was the same as his.

“I haven’t gotten my master’s permission to take you back!””

Chen’s heart raced.

“”The master has to make a judgement!

After hearing about this, Liu then said, “Does that work?

How am I able to see the problem? If you don’t go, then I will be taking off!

Then how are you able to do things? Why are you calling me uncle?

Then it wouldn’t work.””

Liu said that he was not able to get to the point. But everything about him was something that came up! And it would never be known what to do.

“Did you know that the old man was named Hui Lu?””

“With the death of Chen Shishu, can anyone be able to find the path to take!””

Chen Pingan asked.

There was a woman that was looking for her!

Chen said that there was not.

After the monk left, Chen then said: “In the North, I am everything!””

There was no reason to be nice to them.