weeds,
Spring is reborn,
It is for the green plains to become green.
There is no law,
There is no limit to cognition,
It is not difficult for the universe to rotate.
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The rich spiritual energy in Shushan exceeds the storage of all spiritual stone minerals, but now it has become a decoration. Liu Yiyi, Hua Ling and Mu Ling don't need it. For them, decades are completely negligible.
Song Pingcun doesn't dare to practice yet. Apart from polishing "Jishan Sha", he is more like a rich man, sitting at home drinking tea and looking at the sky all day long.
The lobby of the Song family became a medical center, with red and green clothes waiting for the third lady of the Song family to see a doctor. Song Jiao, Song Kang, and Song Di originally wanted to be the guards of the Song family, but Song Pingcun arranged for them to go to the hot spring island to help. You can practice on your own when you have free time. It is still early for the three of them to get away from the problems that Song Pingcun is worried about now, and they also try to avoid their contact with the door of death. Ruyijue slowly changed his appearance so that others would not be suspicious. Fortunately, most people on the pirate ship knew about the young master. The current sect leader had this habit and did not care about the true appearance of these three people.
With three months to go, death has finally arrived. Shi Bufan was still the head of the young sect, Song Ping was drinking tea in the garden, Hong Cui led the four people in, and Lu Yi moved a chair out from inside very sensibly.
Shi Bufan saw that Song Pingcun was so leisurely that he didn't seem to care, but he didn't dare to be careless at all. He actually couldn't see that Song Pingcun had any cultivation. If he hadn't been convinced that it was him, he would have even thought that it was a stand-in.
The Shuxian Sect cannot use spiritual power within its current scope, which makes Shi Bufan very uncomfortable. Fortunately, I didn't come here to do anything, I just came to confirm Song Pingcun's attitude. Although the news of the establishment of Shuxian Sect has spread all over the country, Shi Bufan admires this courage. This time, among the three people accompanying him, he brought a real acquaintance of Song Pingcun, a man in black robe who was "invited" by Song Pingcun to perform a mission in Nandu City.
This person's destiny has long been forgotten, and he is nicknamed "Killing Wolf". Decades have passed, and his state is still the body-penetrating state, but it is already in the later stage. In the current view of Song Pingcun, this cultivation level does not pose any threat at all.
"Sect Master Song, do you feel that after so many years, the killer wolf is no longer a threat to you?" Shi Bufan saw that Song Pingcun only glanced at the killer wolf who introduced himself, without asking too much, with a trace of Said playfully.
"The threat comes from my opponents. If you ask me to cooperate, I will have to be on guard at all times. Cooperation itself is not necessary. Of course, this is just one of them." Song Pingcun still did not get up from the recliner. It was not that he was disrespectful to Deathgate. , but there is really no need to respect it. Every time I deal with the Death Sect, it never makes sense.
"So, there is another one?" Shi Bufan's tone remained unchanged.
"More than that." Song Pingcun's answer was still as calm as water.
Shi Bufan seemed very interested and "would like to hear the details."
"The road to heaven was far away, and we never met, but you broke it. It's really boring." Song Pingcun glanced at Shalang. These were the so-called chic words that Shalang said when he left. Just this glance made Shalang's body wrapped in black robe tremble slightly. It's not easy to stay calm when being slapped in the face. Although his profession requires him to be calm at all times, he can't be calm about this now. If it weren't for the black hat, Song Pingcun would definitely see the redness on his face.
"I just want you to get to know each other. Sect Leader Song has seen some of the methods, so that we can have a basis for cooperation." Shi Bufan didn't mind, and readily admitted the purpose of bringing Killer Wolf here.
"Third, in my territory, you killing wolves is nothing. Life and death are just a matter of my thoughts." Song Pingcun picked up a set of gold and porcelain tea bowls specially brought by the seven princesses from the palace, and said softly He took a sip and said, "Being kind to others is my premise. So, you can rest assured. The two armies are fighting and they are not going to kill the envoys."
Shi Bufan didn't expect the purpose of bringing someone here, but he was despised by Song Pingcun, "Brother Song, you are fighting with a large number of people, are you not afraid of the arrival of a few of me?"
"Whether you are afraid or not is not the key. The key is that since the young sect master is here to show off his strength, how can he be worthy if he doesn't take action?" After the words fell, Shi Bufan's neck was right in front of Song Pingcun, and a cold light suddenly appeared behind his neck. dagger, and Song Pingcun put down the tea bowl, "My wife's tea bowl is very expensive."
The big black dog behind him jumped up and stepped on Shalang's hind knees, but was dodged by him. He was about to pounce again, but was stopped by Song Pingcun, "Big black dog, be polite to your guests."
The big black dog did not reveal his true form and took two steps back. This time, he did not step back. Instead, he lay down at Song Pingcun's feet.
Song Pingcun's rocking chair was still rocking and his body didn't get up a bit, but Shi Bufan turned sideways and tilted his neck, unable to move at all.
"Brother Song is awesome, Bufan admits defeat." Shi Bufan was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat. It is obvious that spiritual power cannot be used here, but he just felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, as if he was forcibly carried by someone, worse than a dead dog. The current posture is as uncomfortable as it is.
"Let your sect master come, you are not qualified." Song Pingchun opened Shi Bufan's neck and glanced at Shalang, "Very good, but no matter in the past or now, you are still not good enough."
Shalang's hand holding the dagger was trembling a little. If his reaction had been slower, he would have opened a gash on the back of the young sect leader's neck.
"Haha, heroes come from young. Master Song is really extraordinary." At this time, one of the other two men in black robes who followed Shi Bufan lifted his hood, took two steps forward, and sat down next to Shi Bufan. position.
"Father" Shi Bufan bowed in shame and stood behind this man.
Song Pingcun's rocking chair was still rocking, and his eyes still followed the movement of the rocking chair up and down.
"Master Song, don't mind. This is just for safety. Being more careful is the first principle that the Death Sect has always adhered to. I am Shi Jingtang, Master of the Death Sect."
"Then what?" The rocking chair did not stop, but his eyes were fixed on a line. The opponent in his eyes had sword-shaped eyebrows, a wide mouth, a straight nose in the middle of his face, and his eyes seemed to be smiling but contained murderous intent.
"I wonder if I'm qualified here to judge one or two Song Sect Masters?" Shi Jingtang's voice was crisp and powerful.
"It's not here, and Master Shimen may not be able to measure it." Song Pingcun stopped the rocking chair and pointed to an empty rocking chair on the other side, "It's more convenient to lie down and talk."
"Since Sect Leader Song is so elegant, how can Shi be disappointed?" Shi Jingtang was also cheerful. He stood up and walked to the rocking chair, turned around and wanted to sit down, but his eyes twitched and he did not sit down after all.
The rocking chair had been set back a few feet, and once he sat down, it would be in a very inelegant position.
"I'm sorry, Master Shi. I almost forgot. My wife's rocking chair doesn't allow others to sit on it. Look at my memory." Song Pingcun stood behind Shi Jingtang, but this time Shi Jingtang didn't feel any fluctuations in spiritual power. Instead, he felt divine The power of thoughts surged, but his own spiritual thoughts could not leave his body.
Shi Jingtang stood up straight while Song Pingcun put the rocking chair back in place and pointed out the door, "My front door is about 8,400 steps to the seaside. Master Shi, can you try your feet?"
Since the other party wanted to measure himself, how could Song Pingcun not let the other party know that he had to have enough ability to measure himself? How could he let the guest take advantage of the opportunity? Otherwise, there is no way to take the initiative in what we want to talk about next!
Shi Jingtang was already riding a tiger, and the rocking chair just now proved that even if he didn't use spiritual power, Song Pingcun would be the absolute winner here. Compared with him, who was at the peak of the Heshen Realm, he had no chance of winning. As long as he goes beyond the limits of spiritual power when he reaches the beach, Song Pingcun will naturally know that he is still too young.
But when he ran to the beach, Song Pingcun was already a hundred feet away on the sea. It was not that he did not dare to enter the sea, but that this place was outside the fog of Shushan, and Song Pingcun still did not use his spiritual power.
Standing on the beach, listening to the waves gently lapping on the beach, I felt like I was being slapped in the face again and again. In contrast to his vigorous running and Song Pingcun's ease and comfort, he believed that as long as he used his spiritual power to chase towards the sea, Song Pingcun would disappear in front of him in an instant.
After a cup of tea, Song Pingcun returned from the sea again. This time Shi Jingtang saw the scene of surging spiritual power. From appearing in the field of vision to appearing twenty feet in front of him, it was just a blink of an eye. Moreover, he also brought another man in black robes who looked like them.
"Fat man, catch a sea crab and bring it up to entertain the guests."
Then, Shi Jingtang saw an incredible scene. From in front of the black-robed man standing on the sea to the sea water in front of them separated by five feet, forming a gap with sea water as a barrier, Song Pingcun jumped into the "sea bottom", It was really just picking up sea crabs one by one from the sea sand, and then pulling out a few fish from the sea water on both sides.
In the twenty-foot vacuum zone, the sea water gradually gathered behind him, but not a drop of it was stained on the black robe.
