I have a role in the heavens

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying edge between heaven and earth dissipated. Cui Han wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and exhaled a long breath. The tight muscles in his body relaxed, his hands and feet became limp, and his limbs felt weak. .

Qi Jingchun watched this scene calmly, understanding that Cui Chan's unscrupulous plot against Chen Pingan had aroused Zhou Jue's dissatisfaction. After all, Chen Pingan was Ning Yao's sweetheart. As a senior brother, if Zhou Jue didn't have any Said, how much is unjustifiable.

"The relationship between me and senior brother is indeed a battle between gentlemen!"

Qi Jingchun spoke up for Cui Han. The battle between gentlemen among scholars is no less dangerous than among warriors. The life-and-death battle among swordsmen is also extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, your path will be cut off and your body will die.

In the dispute between gentlemen in Lizhu Cave, if Zhou Jue hadn't intervened, Qi Jingchun would have died bearing the catastrophe. Although he was willing to do so, he was practicing the truth in his heart.

"Bah, what the hell is a gentlemanly dispute?!"

Zhou Jue spat disdainfully and glanced at Cui Han. His nose was not a nose, his eyes were not eyes, and he looked unhappy everywhere.

"The green mountains look so charming from a distance, but it's difficult to walk on the road in the mountains, and there are mountain thieves on the road."

"Cui Chan is just a mountain thief, a bullshit scholar, a real man, Qi Jingchun, you are still so naive!"

Cui Han touched his nose awkwardly, not daring to refute and having no way to argue. What he did was not fair and aboveboard. He always made stumbling blocks and used evil tricks to block Qi Jingchun's journey, and became a thief on the other side's path.

"A gentleman can bully someone!"

Cui Han secretly sighed in his heart, if Qi Jingchun was as decisive and decisive as Zhou Jue, he would never dare to make such an unscrupulous plan, fearing that it would be too late to hide.

The elegant and gentle Qi Jing smiled silently in spring, with the spring breeze lingering and her hair blowing on her temples. The principles he adhered to were the foundation of his path, his ideals and beliefs, and he could not give up, otherwise his path would be cut off and he would not be able to make any further progress.

"I saw how charming Qingshan was, and I expected Qingshan to be so charming when he saw me!"

Qi Jingchun is familiar with the classics of the three schools, and the three religions are unified. If he is willing to join the lotus world, he will surely achieve the Buddha's fruition. His nature and spirit are essentially empty, and all living beings he sees are Buddhas.

When Cui Chan heard this, his eyes slightly lowered, his gaze flashed, and his face looked a little bit shocked. Qi Jingchun was almost approaching the realm of Buddha, the Holy Master, and the Taoist Patriarch, and had stepped out of the Fourteenth Realm. Very far away, if the founder of the three religions spreads around the world, he is expected to reach the fifteenth realm.

Time flies by like a fleeting moment. Chen Ping'an arrived at Shujian Lake during the autumnal equinox. At that time, the mountains were clear and the water was clear, and frost came at night, and several trees turned deep red and turned into light yellow. Nowadays, Shujian Lake has cold weather, long nights, desolate wind and smoke, and mist. It has a completely different scenery. Frost, grass, green grass, and insects are everywhere, and there are no people walking to the south of the village or to the north of the village.

There are three periods in the beginning of winter: the first period is when the water begins to freeze; the second period is when the ground begins to freeze; and the third period is when pheasants and floods turn into mirages.

The old year is approaching dusk, the cold wind is swirling around the dead branches, and the flying birds are flying sharply. Chen Pingan stayed on Qingxia Island to study a secret technique passed down by Wei Bo. The noisy Gongliu Island not far away finally calmed down after nearly a few months.

Originally, those who opposed Liu Zhimao's appointment as the king of the rivers and lakes were mainly the three major islands, Qingzhong, Tianmu, and Lisu. The three island owners are all golden elixir immortals, and they have been clamoring to send three or five people from both sides of Qingxia Island to compete. Whoever wins will recommend a candidate to be the king of the world.

But just when Qingxia Island was about to agree, the old island owner of Qingzhong Island and a chief priest of Tianmu Island, the two most powerful earth immortals who had the best chance of competing, suddenly disappeared at the same time inexplicably overnight, completely gone. silhouette.

The situation of the opposition forces took a turn for the worse. The owner of Lisu Island supported the overall situation and found Liu Zhimao alone. After some secret espionage, he negotiated terms.

Liu Zhimao ascended to the throne of the king of the world in such a childish way, with no effort at all. Originally, the monks on Qingxia Island and more than ten vassal islands were ready for a bloody battle. This battle was destined to be tragic and bloody. In the battle, anyone can die. Of course, Liu Zhimao and Gu Can definitely don't need to worry. Everyone is well aware of this and there are not many complaints, but there should still be some resentment. But in Shujian Lake, the strong are respected, and with such a general situation, the people below cannot complain.

Chen Pingan did not feel relaxed after hearing the news. Instead, Gu Can was asked not to go out during this period to avoid assassination and counterattack. He was vaguely aware that he was trapped in a chess game. Shujian Lake was the chessboard, and all the monks in Shujian Lake were chess pieces, including himself.

Chen Pingan guessed that Lisu Island was most likely the secret agent of the Song family in Dali, and that the severe damage to Qingzhong and Tianmu islands was also the work of Cui Chan, the national master. But it is impossible that the Zhu Ying Dynasty has no back-up plan. It should try to reverse the situation and launch a thunderous blow. But I don’t know whether it will be aimed at Liu Zhimao, or at Gu Can and Xiao Nilu?

Of course, the Zhuying Dynasty may simply admit defeat and retreat. After all, there is already smoke all over its border, and it is understandable that it would give up the useless land of Shujian Lake because it is too busy to take care of itself.

Gu Can agreed to Chen Pingan, and his master Liu Zhimao also reminded him not to get carried away recently. He only needs to wait two or three months for the situation to calm down before he can act as he pleases.

Liu Zhimao himself was also very cautious. Even the banquet to celebrate his accession to the throne was postponed until the spring of next year. He was worried that once Qingxia Island opened the landscape formation, the people who came to congratulate had hidden evil intentions, and Qingxia Island might be attacked. It's been torn.

That day, at dusk, the afterglow dyed the sky red, and the orange-red clouds were gorgeous and fell on Chen Ping'an, as if he was covered with a layer of clouds, ethereal like a fairy.

"My name is Liu Laocheng, I came here to meet Gu Can, all irrelevant people, get out. Otherwise, whoever helps you collect the bodies will die, and die until no one collects the bodies."

An old man in a green shirt and long gown stood above Qingxia Island, with an ordinary face and ordinary temperament, just like a rich man in an ordinary wealthy family, looking down at the people below and shouting loudly.

Liu Zhicheng didn't wait for the monks of Qingxia Island to react. He waved his sleeves, and yellow paper talismans with golden light flew out of his sleeves one after another, and finally formed a cover, covering the entire Qingxia Island.

Behind Liu Zhicheng, a golden statue with a height of 100 feet appeared. It was wearing a strange armor with black flames. It held a giant axe in one hand and a seal in the other. It was called the Gilded Fire Spirit Seal, which was one of the most important natal items of Liu Laocheng in the Jade Pu Realm.

Back then, Liu Laocheng relied on this natal item with fire attributes to kill many islands in Shujian Lake, causing them to wail all over the place. The corpses were floating all over the lake, and his reputation was far-reaching, which made people feel chilled.

One after another, the high-ranking barrier-breaking talismans continued to shrink the encirclement and embedded into the Qingxia Island Mountain and Water Formation. They exploded with a bang, and the mountain protection formation was broken into big holes.

If it weren't for the Qingxia Island Formation Center's storage of a mountain of immortal money, and the island's dedicated monks desperately maintaining and repairing the formation, the formation might have been broken in an instant.

Even so, the entire island was shaking, the spiritual energy was surging, and it was in chaos.

This overlord of Shujian Lake 200 years ago was worthy of being the first wild cultivator to reach the upper fifth realm in Dongbaopingzhou. He was ruthless and didn't talk much. He started fighting directly, not giving Qingxia Island any time to react.

"Boom!"

The huge Dharma image, which was a hundred feet tall, raised the axe in his hand and chopped it straight down from the sky. The axe blade shone with sharp cold light, unstoppable, and instantly split the Qingxia Island's so-called indestructible mountain protection formation.

A figure flashed out, and the little loach showed a huge true body of three hundred feet in the air. With a roar, the earth shook, the lake surface was agitated, and it crashed into Liu Laocheng's golden body Dharma image.

The dragon was like a chain, tightly wrapped around the golden body Dharma image, and the black scales on its body stood up, flashing with metallic luster. The two behemoths kept entangled and collided in the air, and finally smashed into Shujian Lake together, setting off a huge wave.

The lake around Qingxia Island is not too deep. The golden body Dharma image wearing flame armor stood on the bottom of the lake with his feet. The lake water was only around his waist. He raised the gilded fire spirit seal in his hand and smashed it hard on the head of the dragon.

"Roar!"

The little loach let out a painful wail, which shook off the orange-red clouds. The huge body trembled violently, and the red dragon blood flowed down, dyeing the surrounding lake red.

The golden body Dharma image smashed the huge dragon directly into the lake, stepped on the head of the little loach, raised the giant axe in his hand, and chopped it down fiercely.

Liu Laocheng had no waves in his heart, and he was sure of victory. He encountered a bottleneck in the Yupu realm and stagnated for more than two hundred years. Although he has not yet entered the immortal realm, he is not far away! In order to deal with the little loach in the Yuanying realm, he spent a huge amount of money and took out a full ninety grains of rain money to ask a great monk in the upper five realms to engrave a Taoist mantra on the axe in his hand.

"If you can't shoot a tiger, practice your arrows again; if you want to kill a dragon, keep sharpening your knife"!

It must be said that the money was well spent. The axe blade fell, blood and flesh were blurred, the lake water surged and boiled, and the blood flowing from the dragon's wound was smelly.

But the dragon is known for its tough body after all, and it is not without the strength to fight. After struggling desperately, it has overturned the golden body into the water several times.

Liu Laocheng stretched out his hand to a certain place on Qingxia Island, and Gu Can's brightly lit mansion and the ground began to crack, and countless black analysis emerged, and finally rose from the ground.

Liu Laocheng looked at it carefully, locked onto a figure, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, saying coldly.

"Little mouse still wants to hide? I have found you."

Liu Laocheng raised his palm upwards, and then flicked his finger, and saw Gu Can, who was wearing a dark green python robe, was pulled into the air, as if hit by a heavy hammer, and the whole person crashed into the mountain.

Liu Laocheng ignored the severely injured Gu Can, looked at the center of the island, and asked.

"Liu Zhimao, why don't you come out? I'm going to beat your proud disciple to death, and you're still a coward!"

The depths of Qingxia Island were silent, without any response, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

Liu Laocheng pulled the corner of his mouth. He was not surprised by Liu Zhimao's behavior and said lightly.

"Since Qingxia Island is so polite, I won't be polite."

After that, Liu Laocheng stretched out his fingers and gently waved forward. The gilded fire spirit seal passed through the void like a stream of light, smashing towards Gu Can who was trapped in the mountain wall, trying to kill him directly.

"Hey, there is actually a tough man among the monks of Qingxia Island!"

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Liu Laocheng showed a bit of surprise, looked at a young man flying into the air, and was amazed.

Chen Ping'an was wearing a golden robe, with two flying swords under his feet, one on the first day and the other on the fifteenth day. He also had the Weiyin Immortal Sword on his back. He stood above Gu Can, stretched out his hand and clenched it, and the flying sword slashed towards the gilded Fire Spirit Seal.

Chen Ping'an's flying sword is a semi-immortal weapon, and its power cannot be underestimated. Liu Laocheng frowned and thought slightly, but did not choose to confront him head-on. The gilded Fire Spirit Divine Seal drew an arc in the air and stopped more than a hundred feet away from Chen Pingan.

Liu Laocheng was born as a wild cultivator in Shanze. He has a decisive and ruthless personality. He likes to calculate gains and losses, and he is always careful about spending money. He does not want his life-long possessions to be damaged at all.

Chen Pingan twisted the talisman with both fingers, gently threw out the true body talisman of the Day and Night Gods, and handed a golden demon-binding rope to one of the Night Gods, which was made by the dragon's whiskers. Then he took hold of the unsheathed fairy sword and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the majestic Liu Laocheng, without any fear.

"There are rumors that there is a very strange sword cultivator in Qingxia Island. I have also heard about it, but I don't know what your skills are and whether you can let me, Liu Laocheng, do a loss-making business!"

Liu Laocheng looked directly at Chen Ping'an, laughed, and changed his mind. The gilded Fire Spirit Divine Seal flowed down drop by drop of Fire Spirit Gold Liquid, and transformed into dozens of pale golden armored soldiers, holding various weapons. , rushing towards the two puppets of the real body of the Day and Night Wandering God.

At the same time, on the calm water surface of Shujian Lake, water columns as thick as the mouth of a well swept out and shot towards Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan held the flying sword and swung it out again and again. The water pillars collided with the golden sword energy, and they died together and disappeared.

Liu Laocheng is good at calculations. Maybe he was afraid of poverty when he was young and was a bit stingy. He could obviously use his natal objects to suppress Chen Pingan, but he was not willing to damage his natal objects. He just used this method to continuously consume Chen Pingan. No rush.

But even so, Chen Ping'an was in a hurry and under great pressure. Liu Laocheng only consumed a little spiritual energy, but he had to fight hard again and again to chop up the thick water pillars.

Chen Ping'an was breathing heavily, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright. He stared at Liu Laocheng and waved the fairy sword in his hand again and again. Most of the flesh and blood in his palm had been worn away, and the white bones were clearly visible. Even in his heart, such intense pain was not enough to shake his mind. He stood unswervingly in front of Gu Can, refusing to give in, and firmly protecting her behind him.

Liu Laocheng is like a cat playing with a mouse, adding little surprises to Chen Pingan from time to time. Pieces of rocks fly out and shoot at Chen Pingan. Some are as big as a house, as powerful as a rainbow, and as heavy as a mountain; some are as small as a fist, Ethereal and silent.

Chen Ping'an's face was calm, without any mood swings. He was like a loyal guard, guarding Gu Can. His body was like a gaunt tree, his heart was as gray as ashes, his energy and spirit were severely overdrawn, and he was at the end of his game and at the end of his rope.

"The heart dies before a man dies!"

"Kill it to death in one go, or wait and see?"

Liu Laocheng frowned slightly, and was very surprised by Chen Ping'an's performance. He was thinking about the gains and losses in his mind, and was a little undecided for a while.

"That's all! I want to see how long this young swordsman, whose soul has been overwhelmed and can't help but tremble, can hold on with this breath?"

Liu Laocheng made up his mind, no longer hesitated, and continued to maintain the current attack intensity without any slack.

In the Shuli Lake, the golden body Dharma Master held a huge ax that could defeat the dragon, and he fought with the little loach with wounds all over his body. The lake was dyed red. On Qingxia Island, the golden light of the two true amulets of the day and night wandering gods gradually dimmed. The gilded Fire Spirit Seal is still dripping with Fire Spirit gold liquid. In these two battlefields, the outcome is no longer in suspense.

Liu Laocheng is worthy of being a great monk in the upper five realms. Although he is in the Shujian Lake, his strength is limited due to the restrictions set by Zhou Jue and he cannot display the cultivation of Yupu realm, but his combat power still exceeds the ordinary Nascent Soul realm. , just a golden body of Dharma suppressed the little loach in the Nascent Soul realm, and he even frightened Liu Zhimao, so that he did not dare to show his face.

Chen Ping'an's heart was dead but his spirit was still alive, like a living dead, his state was extremely mysterious. He was obviously seriously depleted of energy and energy and was on the verge of drying up, but he still kept swinging the long sword in his hand, and his whole body was almost covered with golden threads like flowing light. It hit all the water pillars and rocks with precision and sharpness.

Liu Laocheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed through his cloudy eyeballs. Originally, he didn't have much murderous intent towards Chen Ping'an, but now it's different. If he doesn't eradicate the root cause, there will be another big enemy from now on, day and night. Uneasy.

Liu Laocheng thought of this and finally stopped holding back. He mobilized the powerful spiritual energy in his body and rumbled like thunder on the lake. In an instant, hundreds of water columns rushed out of the water. The water polo gathered into a huge green water polo and swept Chen Ping'an away. Packed to death.

Chen Ping'an woke up with a start. He didn't have time to think too much. He took a deep breath and tightened the long sword in his hand with only bones left. He swung it again. Golden threads appeared on the surface of the water ball, sending out a series of inaudible and slight cracks. Cracking sounds, dense and rhythmic.

Under the shocked gazes of all the monks in Shujian Lake, the huge green water ball exploded, and dense water drops fell from the sky like rain.

Liu Laocheng's eyes flashed with a stern look, his thoughts moved slightly, and the gilded fire spirit seal shook, and he wanted to forcefully kill Chen Ping'an, who was on the verge of collapse. The opponent had exhausted all his strength and was at the end of his rope.

Suddenly, the long sword behind Chen Ping'an trembled slightly, and a clear and exciting sword sound was heard, which was transmitted into Liu Laocheng's heart.

The sword sound turned into an extremely bright sword light in the depths of Liu Laocheng's soul, which killed all of Liu Laocheng's murderous intentions. He felt like being poured with a basin of cold water, and his whole body was cold. He was so scared that he quickly put away the golden body and the gilded fire spirit seal, and jumped up, and the light of escape passed through the void and disappeared.

Chen Pingan was panting, and he stood in front of Gu Can like a rock without saying a word. His bright eyes looked around, and only the white bone palm was left. He turned over, holding the long sword upside down, and bowed with his fists, as if to thank everyone.

The monks of Shujian Lake who were watching dispersed one after another, their expressions were changing. I don't know what happened, but it actually scared Liu Laocheng, a great monk in the Jade Pu realm, to flee in embarrassment.

In the small world on the top floor of the high-rise building in Chishui City, three figures sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain. Cui Luo withdrew his eyes from the water curtain, turned his head to look at Zhou Jue, and said with some indignation.

"Mr. Zhou, Liu Laocheng was scared away by your magic sword, isn't this a bit unfair!"

"What rules? Whose rules are they? If you don't agree, you can fight me!"

Zhou Jue looked reckless, spat, looked at Cui Luo arrogantly, and challenged him provocatively.