From the bamboo tower atop Gathered Spirits Peak, the vista unfolded in breathtaking majesty. It was said that Master Chen, in his singular wisdom, had chosen this very spot for its unparalleled beauty. Guests who had graced the tower and beheld its panoramas declared his artistry unmatched.

The golden orioles sang their songs, a chorus of joyful cries amidst the mountain’s heart. Beyond the precipice, clouds raced like celestial steeds, chasing the fleeting spring, at times twisting into serpentine forms as if to greet the wanderer face to face.

“When Master Zheng returns to his homeland,” said Xiao Mo, “it will surely be a grand occasion indeed.”

For no apparent reason, Chen Ping An chuckled. “Zheng Da Feng once said that for us scholars, rereading old books is like a sweet reunion after a brief parting.”

Xiao Mo nodded. “Master Zheng is a learned soul, overflowing with wit and talent. His words are born of true knowledge and a spirited heart, a world apart from the false piety of hypocrites.”

Chen Ping An recalled, “The last time I visited the wine shop in Ascension City, the old regulars all agreed that the tales of Zheng the Shopkeeper were the perfect accompaniment to their drinks. I, as the junior shopkeeper, am nowhere near his league.”

Xiao Mo smiled. “Master Zheng is broad-minded, a man of both passion and principle, yet he is not bound by trivial customs. He is welcomed wherever he goes.”

“Walk with me a while,” Chen Ping An said.

He tossed a flask to Xiao Mo, and together they went toward the mountain’s crown, drinking as they went. The mountain’s green was so vibrant it seemed to drip, as they took to the verdant heights with wine in hand.

The wards of a great sect were rarely simple. Instead, they were layered arrays, each complementing the others, their power building upon power, designed to defend against all threats.

Luo Po Mountain now possessed two such protective webs. One was a sword array, pieced together gradually by the thrifty Master Chen Ping An, who had gathered it piece by piece like a swallow building its nest. The other had come as a boon born of misfortune. The Old Taoist Master, a guest on Luo Po Mountain, had been drinking tea at the gate, most likely intending to find fault. However, the brash words of Chen Ling Jun in the town had led the Master of the Jade Pouch Beach of Bi Xiao Cave, a man known to hold no quarter, to turn his wrath upon Chen Ping An instead.

None could doubt the skill of the Old Taoist Master, nor his boldness and daring as a cultivator of the fourteenth realm. “Since leaving my cave, I have met no equal, and I spare no one where I could.” These words were not said in praise.

Even the arrogant sword cultivator Bai Jing had been forced to halt his steps when Xiao Mo fled into the Jade Pouch Beach.

Yet, in the end, the Old Taoist Master had presented a gift, the *Five Peaks True Shape Chart*.

Now, even Wei Bo, Mountain Lord of the Northern Peak, found that a visit to Luo Po Mountain, a journey of but a few steps, required a “permit” to avoid unnecessary delays.

No wonder Wei Mountain Lord had jokingly said to Xiao Mi Li in his vexation that it was the most expensive cup of tea in all the realms.

He spoke the truth. The Old Taoist Master had not only refrained from humiliating Chen Ping An, but had also gifted him an ancestral True Shape Chart – an equivalent to two celestial weapons!

Within the old Mountain God shrine atop the peak, hung a scroll of a sword immortal brought back from the Sword Qi Great Wall by Chen Ping An. It had once belonged to Revered Sword Pavilion of Upside-Down Mountain. Chen Ping An had wanted to return it to Ascension City, but Ning Yao had refused. He knew her temperament well and could not sway her.

Reaching the summit, Xiao Mo sighed. “My lord, Luo Po Mountain’s current glory has been hard-won.”

Chen Ping An replied, indulging in a touch of self-praise, “Abundant wealth comes from diligence and thrift.”

Tai Ping Mountain had gifted Chen Ping An with an array diagram in the past, but Luo Po Mountain had long lacked suitable flying swords. For years, Chen Ping An had yearned for Hate Sword Mountain in Northern Ju Lu Continent. Fortunately, during his journey to the hinterlands of the Wildlands, he had passed through Jade Tablet City of the Cloud Pattern Dynasty. Displaying the skills of a rising star and master of the Merchant Guild, the young Hidden Official had once again upheld the tenet of “never leave empty-handed, seize every opportunity,” and had acquired twelve flying swords and a coral brush holder from Emperor Ye Pu, a newly ascended cultivator from the Wildlands. Chen Ping An had kept the swords for himself and traded the brush holder with Lu Chen for a future boon.

As it was, the array diagram from Tai Ping Mountain fit perfectly with the twelve swords.

During the Lower Sect celebration held in Tong Ye Continent, Liu Jing Long, Chen Ping An’s closest drinking companion, had of course attended the sword sect’s inauguration. Escorting his disciple Bai Shou, he left Tai Wei sword sect, and south bound, at Chen Ping An’s request, he had went to the Great Li Capital to guide Han Zhou Jin, the matrixer of the Earth Branch Sect in his cultivation. Once Liu Jing Long drank his fill there, he secretly entered Luo Po Mountain, and to help the laid-back sect master, he perfected the spirits of sword immortals in the painting. Having thoroughly studied the Tai Ping Mountain diagram, Liu Jing Long chose twelve sword immortals and their equivalent swords, which enabled the strike matrix to become complete.

Before, Chen Ping An had estimated that it could kill a Jade Purity and intimidate an immortal. Now, it could severely wound an unsuspecting immortal.

As for ascended cultivators, they would be wise to avoid strutting their power here. Firstly, entry into Treasure Bottle Continent now required notification to the Great Li’s imitation Jade Capital. Secondly, they ought not assume Luo Po Mountain lacked its own ascended masters. If they provoked Chen the Mountain Lord, he would disregard all rules of engagement and unleash Xie Gou.

Furthermore, Wei Bo had secretly bypassed the Great Li court, failing to report to the Ministry of Rites, and had quietly opened a path for the sword array, allowing the spirits of the sword immortals to freely traverse the majority of the Northern Mountain Range.

Seeing Zheng Da Feng and Wei Bo exchanging gifts at the Cloud Canopy Mountain gate, Xiao Mo jested, “Our Mountain Lord Wei is a prime example of the rewards for goodness.”

After gifting the wooden box, Zheng Da Feng had seemingly embraced Wei Mountain Lord, in reality, he was dragging Wei Mountain Lord up the mountain to the Pleasure Office with the most female officials to drink.

Whether Wei Mountain Lord had secretly warned the Pleasure Office officials to be wary of Zheng Da Feng was anyone’s guess.

Remembering something, Xiao Mo asked, “I wonder where Xie Gou heard this, that the mountain lords of the Five Peaks of Treasure Bottle Continent might receive recognition from the Wen Temple. Is this true, my lord?”

Chen Ping An shook his head. “I truly don’t know. Brother Mao did not mention this in his letter. I’ll inquire with the Wen Temple later.”

Indeed, a rumor was spreading in the Great Wide World that the former mountain lords of the Great Li kingdom, now the masters of the Five Peaks of Treasure Bottle Continent, might soon possess official “divine titles.”

As for who would preside over the ceremony, it would likely be a vice-headmaster of the Wen Temple. Most likely though, it will be the Wen Saint himself visiting Treasure Bottle Continent.

If this were to come to pass, it would be both an honor and a tangible benefit for Wei Bo, Jin Qing, and Fan Jun Mao.

Other continents had little to say against this, for Treasure Bottle Continent deserved such treatment.

Instead, they often joked about the name of the Northern Peak Lord Wei Bo, that it was simply “Night Wanderer”.

The Northern Peak Lord Wei Bo’s golden body was pure. He was the first Mountain Lord of the upper five realms in the history of Treasure Bottle Continent. Later, the height of his golden body had increased again, his cultivation was now the equivalent of an immortal realm.

Brother Jun Qian had once held the line at Luo Po Mountain, and his fists falling upon their enemies had caused golden rain to fall upon the Northern Mountain, greatly benefiting Wei Bo.

If Wei Bo could further elevate the height of his golden body with Ning Yao’s gift, becoming the first Mountain God of Treasure Bottle Continent’s upper five realms, the first of the immortal realm, and then the first to equate the ascendance realm, then Mountain Lord Wei Bo would become a legend.

Before the Hidden Official of the youth era, a consensus was agreed in the celestial abode and courts, that the three immortals are on their bottle necks, whether if they can pass it.

The three people are Wei Jin, the sword cultivator, Wei Bo, the Mountain God, and Liu Lao Cheng, the mountain wildernesser.

Chen Ping An stood at the edge of the cliff and spoke softly, “We often use terms like ‘superior position’ and ‘commanding view.’ If we use the sea level as the measure, the land’s height is highest in the northwest and lowest in the southeast. In addition, the sea level is slightly slanted. However, this is not recorded in books, and general cultivators cannot know it.”

“In Treasure Bottle Continent, the land topography is clearly higher in the north and lower in the south. So the same as mountain lords, Fan Jun Mao is at a disadvantage. The cultivators of the continent, believe that Wei Bo has the highest chance to achieve the height of the ascendance realm. It is because of his relationship with the Great Li Song Family, and this Cloud Canopy Mountain, which has the highest altitude of the Treasure Bottle Continent’s land.”

Chen Ping An placed his hands in his sleeves, and looked up, “Hence, this mountain is the closest to the heaven.”

Chen Ping An learned the value of the coins from Fu Nan Hua, the Old Dragon City.

“Blue waters that can be gathered, the secret of the gold spirit can’t be.”

Zheng Da Feng has told Chen Ping An about Ning Yao’s gift. Ning Yao said three sentences.

“This gift is for Cloud Canopy Mountain. You, Luo Po Mountain, can’t keep being like this to Wei Bo. Wei Bo doesn’t mind, but that doesn’t mean you can do that.”

“This item is valuable more than gold coins, but this thing isn’t for you. It will give Wei Bo the charcoal he needs. If he raises his godly form, then he will support Luo Po Mountain.”

“Giving is giving, don’t feel bad. I will grab more gold spirit coins.”

This is Ning Yao’s behaviour.

After knowing Ning Yao, Chen Ping An agreed.

Be direct, and don’t leave room for misunderstanding.

So, at the Sword Qi Great Wall, all of Chen Ping An’s actions are known to Ning Yao.

Chen Ping An proudly told Xiao Mo of Ning Yao’s words.

Xiao Mo said, “The Mountain Lord’s wife is the best to have.”

Chen Ping An touched his chin and said, “Xiao Mo, at the night wanderer banquet, don’t join. It’s just drinking and is no fun.”

Xiao Mo agreed, Chen Ping An was relieved, but Xiao Mo said, “Then, I need you to give the gift.”

Chen Ping An was helpless, but Xiao Mo, Chen Ping An’s folk, is too honest.

Xiao Mo asked, “How is the boxing going under the tree?”

Chen Ping An said, “It’s not hard to go up, but need to improve the foundations and the body. Even after going up to the fifth realm, there’s still refining to do.”

Xiao Mo said, “Under the tree has a good heart, good potential. Also, with your guidance, they can go far.”

Because they are talking about martial arts, Chen Ping An asked, “Xiao Mo, who, in ancient times, can with just their fists, kill an earth immortal, and destroy their karma? Not just a fading of the soul.”

Xiao Mo didn’t answer, and asked, “So you are saying, with just their bodies, without magic, use martial arts to kill an earth immortal to erase them from existence.”

Chen Ping An nodded, “That’s right.”

So, that’s the original meaning of “disbanding by weapon”.

Xiao Mo thought, “The three founders and the ten heroes of the ancient world don’t count, Bi Xiao can do it. The scholars with the Saint can do it. The nameless one with us and Bai Jing, he also has some body guards like that, and they add up to a few dozen.”

Chen Ping An was surprised, “That many?”

Xiao Mo smiled, “Adding the demons in the great world, more. But they don’t show their face, because sword cultivators like to find problems with them.”

Xiao Mo hesitated, “For example, your brother Jun Qian, he has an amazing birth. In that age, he was an amazing existence. If he wasn’t talked to by the Buddha, I think Bai Di City Zheng didn’t have a chance to slay a dragon.”

Xiao Mo said, “My lord, I have a guess.”

Chen Ping An smiled, “Say it.”

Xiao Mo said, “The reason why the dragons left the heaven court, may have something to do with Jun Qian talking with the sea dragons. It’s like a non harm agreement.”

Chen Ping An nodded, “Probably true.”

Chen Ping An asked, “Xiao Mo, the eleventh realm of martial arts, is the same as the fourteenth realm of cultivators? is that right?”

At Tai Ping Mountain, Chen Ping An was punched by a eleventh realm martial artist because of his number one disciple.

Chen Ping An who was in tenth realm at the time could only stand there and couldn’t fight. He was in a pit for hours.

After knowing the truth, Chen Ping An laughed, but there was nothing to do. After all, he couldn’t punish Pei Qian.

Xiao Mo shook his head, “Don’t know. You can ask Bai Jing.”

Now, Chen Ping An’s cultivations are:

Sword, Boxing, Sigil.

Sword, just to increase the power of Cage Bird and Well Mouth Moon. Chen Ping An wants to refine a river of time.

The way of boxing is boring, Chen Ping An just practices half a punch.

That eleventh realm punch, is a boxing manuel.

It is split into two, half is on the body of the immortal remains, the military primordial Han Yu Shu’s body.

The other half is in Chen Ping An’s body, the body shook.

As for the sigils, it takes time. Chen Ping An uses the sigils to complete the river of time.

Chen Ping An invited, “I’ll show you my collection, and how I cultivate.”

Xiao Mo said, “As you wish.”

With Xiao Mo, Chen Ping An returned to the bamboo tower.

Chen Ping An entered, Xiao Mo followed, and was teleported.

World of Cage Bird.

Chen Ping An asked, “Want me to change the world? I can bring the Demon Suppression Tower, even Sui Mountain, even moon supporting mountain.”

Xiao Mo smiled and shook his head, “My lord, I just need a floor cushion.”

Chen Ping An said, “That’s why you are not as good as Old Chef and Pei Qian.”

Floor cushions appeared, made by the Three Lang Temple.

Xiao Mo sat down, “Some talent, is just gone.”

“In Tong Ye Continent, I met Han Yu Shu of the Myriad Jade Sect, and I scammed him. At least half of his belongings was destroyed. But Han Yu Shu’s dao sense is in the mountain river painting.”

Chen Ping An took out the scroll, and it had 5 peaks and 8 rivers. “Three Mountain Nine Duke Master”.

Chen Ping An shook his sleeves, and pulled out the treasures of the Myriad Jade Sect.

A law knife, the ritual artifact Cloud Mound, and a gourd that can grow spirit fire.

There are also the core sigil.

Xiao Mo smiled, “For an immortal, Han Sect leader is rich.”

Chen Ping An nodded, “That’s the foundation of a long sect.”

Chen Ping An showed to mountain river painting, “This painting, is the mountain protect matrix of the Myriad Jade Sect, and has been the sects most valuable thing.”

“The Myriad Jade Sect, was a woodman that accidentally went into a blessed land, and got this painting. In his era, the sect controlled half of the blessed land. But he failed at going up to the fourteenth realm, and lost all of that.”

Chen Ping An realized that Xiao Mo was interested in the ritual artifact, “You recognize?”

The cloud mound, came from ancient gods. There’s cloud roots and rain legs.

Xiao Mo nodded, “I’ve seen it a few times.”

Ancient cloud gods, controlled the cloud vehicles and rode the winds.

Chen Ping An waved, and the cloud mound grew, and clouds appeared. Chen Ping An stepped on the clouds, and tapped the cloud mound with the small hammer, and chanted.

But nothing happened, Chen Ping An placed back the hammer, and said, “I read everything, but I cannot have a god.”

Chen Ping An asked Cui Dong Shan for the meaning, and Jiang Shang Zhen didn’t know, and asked Chen Ping An about the god.

Xiao Mo smiled, “My lord, want me to try?”

Chen Ping An nodded, “Do as you wish.”

Xiao Mo can read ancient words.

Chen Ping An really doesn’t think Xiao Mo can do it.

Xiao Mo did the ancient steps, and chanted. A hundred clouds made a golden ocean, with a pair of golden eyes. Xiao Mo stopped, and the ocean disappeared, and restored into pure energy.

Chen Ping An realized the difference, “Six syllables are wrong? That is why I cannot call a god?”

Xiao Mo smiled, it’s like Xiao Mo is certain he can realize.

Chen Ping An realized, that Han Yu Shu changed the words.

If that’s the only thing, Chen Ping An’s journey means nothing.

Ancient texts, are important to the letter, so how can Han Yu Shu call a ancient god? Xiao Mo taught Chen Ping An how to make fragrance to call the ancient god.

Xiao Mo said, “If you weren’t a cultivator, you will be possessed by the god if you use Han’s technique.”

Chen Ping An was worried, and paused, “I was careless.”

This is a side affect of being a fourteenth realm cultivator.

“Climbing to the top.” One’s view is raised.

Lu Chen compared cultivators to

“World is but a marble to me.”

“Plant a tree at the top.”

Chen Ping An uses the Cloud Mound to practice that ancient God Drum.

Xiao Mo started explaining why she stopped, “My lord, I’m a sword cultivator. Once I call a god, there will be a prize as tribute.”

Chen Ping An nodded, “It’s hard to send back gods.”

Then Chen Ping An called a female cultivator, wearing red.

The woman looked life like.

Chen Ping An asked, “She’s Han Yu Shu’s daughter, named Han Jiang Shu, in the jade purity realm. Can you tell if she is a reincarnated god?”

Xiao Mo shook her head, “Unless I see her true form, I can’t tell.”

The image is fake.

Xiao Mo said, “But ‘Jiang Shu’ is an ancient tree. Since she is Han Yu Shu’s daughter, she isn’t given a random name. She probably is.”

Chen Ping An waved his hand, and thousands of swords wove a picture, of the scene of him with that ancient female god.

A ancient goddess, stands on the clouds, and Chen Ping An with a sword, stood opposite of each other, he used the art of his fist to make a moon, and challenged the goddess.

A cloud mound, had twelve drums. The god struck the drums and made twelve thunder oceans, constructing a execution platform.

Xiao Mo realized this, this is more than just a picture, this a high quality picture of the event, the only thing that isn’t real is the god.

Xiao Mo remembered a line, “Mind leaves restraint.”

Chen Ping An said, “I guess this goddess is about half a ascended realm. That’s how Han Yu Shu can go up to the ascended realm, so he didn’t want to go all out to fight me.”

“My lord, I still don’t know her identity, but the only thing I know is this restricted area.”

Xiao Mo said, “It’s one of the ancient execution platforms, belonging to the Thunder Department, as for why it is with the Myriad Jade Sect, and can cross realms, is a mystery. I need to go to the Three Mountain Blessed Lands to find out.”

Transformation Pool.

Used to be for water tribes to turn to dragons, but also used to be for gods to die.

Chen Ping An rubbed his thumbs.

Remember the first journey to the Northern Ju Lu Continent, buying the five gods picture for twenty snow coins.

The five goddess, are the ones who are not with people, “Chang Qing, Bao Gai, Ling Zhi, Spring Official, and Zhan Kan”.

Chen Ping An has not suspected if the ancient god is from the picture wall city.

Chen Ping An reached out, and the short sword appeared.

The goddess, probably wants the item.

Chen Ping An nodded, and put away the paintings, and kept the cloud ocean, and breathed, appearing a green sigil.

Chen Ping An said, “The Myriad Jade Sect uses six items as the identity, and this sigil is the saliva river sigil.”

Based on the “sigil meaning”, the sigil is not about the sigil, but the fusion.

Chen Ping An never thinks he is good at sigils, there is more to do.

“I know it is good, but never used it. I am afraid Han Yu Shu set a trap, or run away and left the sigil.”

Chen Ping An said, “I realize how this sigil came to be.”

“Cultivators first make a well in their bodies, around it the words ‘Rain Teacher Commands’. Every sixty years, get water from a river and put it into the words.”

Because it is the body, it can be done.

Between Chen Ping An and Xiao Mo, there’s a well, and the words are around it. Water is put into it.

It is heresy, but it is the way of cultivation.

“In the next Summer Solstice, cultivator uses the sigil, borrows the sun’s energy, burns water sigils as sacrifice, and creates a waterfall to create a river inside. This well, will connect with the seas, the cultivator uses the sigil and commands water, and the water can cover the mountains.”

Xiao Mo said, “With this art, opening their mouth, you drown people with saliva.”

Chen Ping An nodded, “Chief Zhou said the same.”

That’s why the two haven’t met, and already competing.

Chen Ping An said, “The best thing about this sigil, is the material. It’s been passed down, and the power only gets stronger. But it can’t be copied.”

Xiao Mo said, “It’s just the material, when I meet Bi Xiao, I can ask him.”

Chen Ping An shook his head, “Don’t owe him anything.”

Xiao Mo said, “Don’t worry, I’m an exception.”

Chen Ping An didn’t know what to say.

Xiao Mo doesn’t exaggerate.

Chen Ping An still has PTSD to the Old Taoist Master from the lotus journey.

To make it short, Chen Ping An is afraid of the Old Taoist Master. It is the same way that the Great Li Earth Branch Cultivators are to the Young Hidden Official.

Chen Ping An used another sigil, the Grand Mountain.

There are many mountain sigils, each with their own powers.

Draw the sigil in the air, and make a mountain.

The one with the most power is the mountain.

Xiao Mo said, “It was where the Three Mountains Nine Duke Master passed his knowledge. Not like others, he doesn’t teach easily. He fought a sword cultivator, and left the mountain.”

Teacher, are the highest titles.

Chen Ping An smiled, “That’s why it is hard to be a sigil cultivator.”

Han Yu Shu draw lines on this mountain.

Back then Chen Ping An copied him, and Han Yu Shu thought Chen Ping An saw the Three Mountains Sigil before.

The two sigils, plus the cloud ocean.

The oceans are low, and mountains are high, Chen Ping An and Xiao Mo sat, and changed the scene.

Chen Ping An said, “I can see it is a combine but I can’t see how. I just can’t learn.”

Chen Ping An’s fingers made gold lines, constructing a ancient sigil of the Myriad Jade Sect, and its a mountain and sword sigil.

The sigil has five peaks, and sword mantra, the “Five Peaks”.

Chen Ping An said, “This sigil, is the Grand Five Peaks, and the sword mantra is the core. The Myriad Jade Sect must have had a sword sect bloodline.”

It will not go over thirty.

It is said that Eastern Mountain, will disappear with time.

It has no relation to the “Eastern Mountain”!

Xiao Mo asked, “Can’t we just use the soil of the other four peaks to construct the sigils?”

Chen Ping An shook his head, “Tried, but it doesn’t work, even the soil from our mountain.”

Chen Ping An knows dirt more than cultivators.

“We can only get the dirt of the ancient five peaks, but it is too hard.”

Probably the after, will work, but those gods, it’s hard to get their dirt.

Chen Ping An can only simulate the sigil.

Chen Ping An has tried countless times at Secret Snow Peak.

Xiao Mo asked, “You already have a river of time, why do you need to learn sigils?”

Chen Ping An is telling the exact goal of his world, “This world has four levels. The first level, is the scenery made by time. The second, you need to challenge this world. The third, I’ll have three people at the core. One sword, one martial artist, and a sigil.”

Chen Ping An said, “They need to pass three levels to see me.”

Xiao Mo, said, “My lord, the last level?”

Chen Ping An smiled, “It’s a secret.”

—-

At Bull Horn Ferry, Hong Yang Bo and his maid stopped looking around.

To the old man, the business here is low.

If her Green Worm Square was here, there would always be people.

Hong Yang Bo used mind voice, “Boss, how is this place?”

The young woman who the old man calls the boss, said, “The mountains and waters are good, but cramped.”

Even though Dragon Spring Sword Sect moved, it is still full of sects, Cloud Canopy Mountain is ruled by Wei Bo.

They got off at Bull Horn Ferry, to visit the Young Hidden Official.

The two went to the flower shop.

Hong Yang Bo has been in Green Worm’s Square for about eighty years.

The old man and Chen Ping An has met three times, seen him go from a youth to a man to a mountain lord.

Chen Ping An sold the stuff and went back for a bit to see a woman standing at the window, he knew she was hiding sword energy.

The shop keeper, welcomed, “Sect Master Chen, forgive me, I am from the Green Worm, my name is Zhang Cai Qin.”

Chen Ping An heated tea and welcomed them, and said, “Old Man Hong is hard to meet.”

Hong Yang Bo smiled, “If Chen Sect Master invited me, I won’t deny, but you are digging me away, I dare not.”

After all, he has seen the youth Chen Ping An, so the old man is more casual.

Hong Yang Bo asked, “The two who went with you to the Dragon Mountain Dock, are they in the sect?”

“The bearded knife man, is named Xu Yuan Xia.”

Chen Ping An smiled, “The young taoist is Zhang Shan Feng. They aren’t in my sect. Zhang Shan Feng has a teacher, so I wouldn’t dig him away.”

Fire Dragon True Man’s name is high, it’s hard to dig him away.

Hong Yang Bo said, “We are here to see you.”

Chen Ping An poured tea, “Say it, we aren’t strangers.”

Hong Yang Bo said, “Our Green Worm Square is at Dragon Mountain Dock, and the owner is the Green Worm Country’s royalty, because it’s south of the river, the Green Worm country signed an agreement with the Great Li. The new teacher is my friend. I said you were my friend, and he probably wanted to impress the emperor. Green Worm country’s price is hosting their ceremony, and they want you to be there.”

Zhang Cai Qin hesitated.

Chen Ping An said yes, “No problem.”

“If Old Man Hong is afraid I forget, send a letter to Radiant Peak.”

Now, she did the thanking.

Chen Ping An, “Don’t be polite, as me saying sorry for wanting to steal your members.”

Actually Zhang Cai Qin had low hopes, because once started, you need to take care of everyone’s emotions.

“Our boss was once told that she is a earth immortal sword cultivator.”

Hong Yang Bo said.

Chen Ping An knew, “Back then, was it a man or woman?”

Zhang Cai Qin didn’t hesitate, “A woman.”

The woman said Zhang Cai Qin’s fate will come at the “cycle”.

Chen Ping An nodded, and smiled, “Earth Immortal, means Immortal Realm.”

It was Tian Wan’s doing.

Probably, Tian Wan likes Zhang Cai Qin, Chen Ping An asked, “Did she leave that calligraphy scroll, ‘Pity’?”

Zhang Cai Qin and Hong Yang Bo didn’t know why Chen Ping An asked.

Chen Ping An didn’t talk about it, and they will go to the capital, they will come back.

Chen Ping An didn’t keep them, and sent them out.

The two walked to Bull Horn Ferry, Zhang Cai Qin said, “Tight.”

Hong Yang Bo said, “Luckily Sect Leader Chen is a good person.”

Zhang Cai Qin laughed.

After sending Hong Yang Bo and Zhang Cai Qin out, Chen Ping An went back.

The girl’s face was red, she said, “Sect Master Chen, I’m Lan Nao, from Pearl Hairpin Isle!”

Chen Ping An nodded, “Lan Nao, who is your teacher?”

The girls smiled, “Teacher’s name is Luo Pu, and she is cultivating in your blessed land.”

Chen Ping An smiled, “That means your teacher is good.”

Lan Nao nodded.

Chen Ping An left Bull Horn Ferry, and came to Yellow Lake Mountain. He saw a dog squatting.

Chen Ping An crouched down, and rubbed its head, “You’ve been through hard times.”

It smiled, and shook its tail.

Back then the child was a charcoal in the village, and the best time, was after school.

She had a black clothing girl next to her, and a dog.

Pei Qian, likes to yell.

“Loud, and enemies are afraid! Who dares stop me, I will knock them! If you are a friend, I’ll eat the meat, and you drink the soup!”

Lacked care for the dog.

Even if it could talk, it wouldn’t.

Chen Ping An smiled, “Do you have a name?”

It lowered it’s head.

Chen Ping An said, “Then I will not name you.”

Before leaving Yellow Lake Mountain, Chen Ping An asked, “What is your name?”

It drew.

Han Lu.

Chen Ping An nodded and smiled, “Good name.”

Chen Ping An went to Far Curtain Peak, and saw the Old Chef as a wood smith.

Seeing Chen Ping An, Old Chef said, “Why are you here?”

Chen Ping An rolled up his sleeves, and smiled, “Not to walk around, help.”

White Hair rushed, tripped, and said, “Hidden Official Ancestor! I have to tell you, Xie Gou is gone!”

Chen Ping An coldly said, “Same sect, and you talk like this?”

White Hair stomped, “Hard to pick!”

Zhu Lian agreed, “True True, engrave the letters “loyal heart” on the forehead, tell the world you are strong!”

White Hair complained, “Old Chef you are not good.”

Zhu Lian agreed again, “Correct Correct, you are right.”

If I argue, I lost.

Chen Ping An said, “Don’t let Guo Zhu Jiu mess with you.”

White Hair was sad, “I’m going inside the enemy.”

Chen Ping An sighed, “Then I have to thank you?”

White Hair was depressed, “It will hurt my loyal heart.”

Zhu Lian, “A hot and loyal heart.”

Chen Ping An laughed.

The best talker is Zhou Qi Feng.

For example: My family, the elders just argue like pigs.

As long as I can lift my head looking at a beauty, I am not old.

In the mountains fighting, just like chicks.

At Cloud Canopy Mountain, there was no face powder, just Zheng Da Feng and Wei Bo fighting drinking, and Zheng Da Feng said he had a idea.

Wei Bo was speechless.

What are you doing at Qi Du?

Chen Ping An went back and sat down.

Back at Sword Qi Great Wall.

Besides boxing, Chen Ping An engraved.

Ning Yao will sit for a while, and Chen Ping An will always speak so she doesn’t leave.

At first, Ning Yao would listen, and ask. But, later, Ning Yao got bothered.

Chen Ping An was sad.

Because Ning Yao had a crisis. Chen Ping An didn’t think it made sense, but there’s no reason in love.

Ning Yao felt she can only cultivate the sword, but Chen Ping An is different.

No matter how fast Ning Yao is, she is still a woman.

On the path of love, everyone is afraid.

Hearing something bad, women’s hearts will be sad. But, hearing some love talk, their day will be clear.

Chen Ping An laid down and looked far.

Too long of a daze, Chen Ping An was still in that position.

Wine, Sword, Moon, Chen Ping An missed Ning Yao.