I have a role in the heavens

Chen Pingan smiled and ignored Zheng Dafeng's words. He stood up and crossed the threshold, walked in, looked back at the wretched man and said.

"The world is so chaotic and there are injustices everywhere. I, Chen Ping'an, can't control it. I'm just here to stay with you for a few days!"

Zheng Dafeng stared at Chen Pingan closely, with a somewhat strange look in his eyes, as if he was meeting this straw-shoe boy for the first time. He took another puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly, and said in a deep voice.

"That's all, you can live here if you want. The old man has staked a lot on you, so he shouldn't let you die so easily!"

When Zheng Dafeng said this, he paused for a moment, sighed, and then continued.

"At worst, when the time comes, just let Brother Zhao watch you. Anyway, Brother Zhao can't interfere on the Dragon Platform!"

Brother Zhao, whom Zheng Dafeng talks about, is the Yin God from Old Yang's small temple. He is proficient in many secret techniques such as soul-capturing, concealment and lurking. He is Zheng Dafeng's right-hand man.

Chen Ping'an smiled. He was determined and had already made up his mind. Naturally, he would not change just because of Zheng Dafeng's words. Then he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and threw it to Zheng Dafeng outside the door.

"There are six pills that Tongyezhou Yuanying Earth Immortal brought to nourish the mind. You, Zheng Dafeng, can take as many pills as you can. You will die on the dragon platform. I will go back and ask Old Man Yang for money. If you are not dead, it is you. Owe me."

Chen Ping'an owed a huge amount of debt for this bottle of pills. He just borrowed 40 grain rain coins from Zheng Dafeng to pay off the debt.

Zheng Dafeng stretched out his palm and grasped the porcelain bottle firmly, frowned, and said angrily with an impatient look on his face.

"Chen Pingan, what are you going to do? This matter has nothing to do with you!"

When Chen Pingan heard this, his expression became very serious, his bright eyes stared at Zheng Dafeng, and he said.

"I am an orphan born in Mud Bottle Alley. I have suffered a lot since I was a child. I have worked hard to practice boxing and swordsmanship. Finally, I have achieved some achievements. I look like a human but a dog. What do you think I want?"

"I fucking know what you're trying to do, kid. We've never been on the same page, and we can't pee in the same pot!"

Zheng Dafeng cursed and was vulgar. He rolled his eyes angrily and felt particularly disgusted when he looked at Chen Ping'an in front of him.

"This matter really has nothing to do with me, but I also have a reason to stay here!"

"Do you want to hear it in a polite way, or in a rough way?"

Chen Ping'an was not angry. He knew that Zheng Dafeng was a talker and he didn't want to be implicated, so he had such a bad attitude.

Zheng Dafeng sucked his cigarette holder, puffed out smoke, and ignored Chen Pingan. He didn't want to listen to Chen Pingan's fallacies.

"How can we relieve our worries in this world? There are only wine and money. Small injustices in the world can be eliminated by spending money on wine. For great injustices in the world, I have a sword and a punch."

Chen Ping'an looked at Zheng Dafeng with clear eyes, then grinned, showing a bit of gangsterism, spitting and swearing loudly.

"Those things I just learned from books are so sophisticated that you may not be used to them!"

"I have a cruder way of saying it, that is, I am unhappy with this matter and just want to kill them. Otherwise, what would I be doing practicing boxing and swordsmanship?!"

Zheng Dafeng was stunned for a long time, and felt that the second statement was more to his liking. He even looked at Chen Ping'an a little bit, and then he stretched out his hand to wipe his cheek and said angrily.

"After all, why the hell are you spitting on my face?"

Zheng Dafeng then put away the Zuowangdan in his hand. He had fought several times with the four major surnames in Old Dragon City and suffered some injuries. Two Zuowangdans were enough for him to suppress his injuries and relieve his pain. The urgent need will not affect the life and death battle in a few days. As for complete recovery from the injury, it cannot be done in a short time.

Zheng Dafeng picked up the small bench, sighed, and followed Chen Pingan into the shop. Since Chen Pingan had already made up his mind to intervene in this matter, he naturally wanted to tell the other party in detail who the enemies were and what their strength was. , otherwise it is easy to suffer big losses.

Six days later, in the great cold, three carriages set off from the dust shop, drove out of the outer city, and headed towards the Dragon Climbing Platform.

Fu Qi, the head of the Fu family in Old Dragon City, climbed up the steps to the dragon platform alone. The Yuan Ying ancestor of the Fu family did not show up. Fu Qi's eldest son Fu Donghai, his eldest daughter Fu Chunhua, and Fu Nanhua who married the legitimate daughter of the Yunlin Jiang family, as well as the first person of the Golden elixir in Laolongcheng who cultivated here. Chu Yang and a group of ministers were standing under the Dragon Climbing Platform.

People from the other four major surnames in Old Dragon City, the Fang family, the Hou family, the Fan family, and the Ding family, all came here to watch the battle. Everyone stood quietly in the audience with calculations in their eyes and ulterior motives.

Three carriages slowly came into view and stopped at the foot of the Dragon Climbing Platform. Chen Ping'an, Zheng Dafeng and the others got out of the carriages, and the wretched man climbed onto the high platform alone and stood opposite Fu Qi.

Zheng Dafeng and Fu Qi looked at each other, and then they rushed towards each other. Zheng Dafeng was a nine-level martial artist with a pair of iron fists and was extremely fierce. Fu Qi was holding a semi-immortal flying sword with fierce sword energy. The people fought wildly, with their fists and sword energy raging, tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds above the nine heavens, causing the sea water around Old Dragon City to surge, and setting off huge waves, which was very terrifying.

Half an hour later, Zheng Dafeng came down from the dragon platform in a spotless manner. He walked into the carriage without any happy expression on his face, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

Zheng Dafeng was sitting in the carriage, his face instantly turned pale, his breathing became heavy and rapid, his eyes were dull, and his energy and energy were greatly depleted. His face was gloomy and uncertain, and he whispered to Chen Ping'an.

"Halfway through the fight between me and Fu Qi, before the winner could be decided, he took the initiative to admit defeat without any shame at all!"

"Since Fu Qi didn't want to share life and death with me, he allowed me to take the opportunity to break through the bottleneck of the Nine Realms. He didn't use the Fu family's secrets to fight me, but just exchanged injuries with me. Therefore, I must be safe when I return to the inner city pharmacy. There will be great danger!”

"Chen Ping'an, have you thought about it, should you get off the car halfway, or are you determined to go back to the pharmacy with me?"

Chen Ping'an looked calm, looked directly into Zheng Dafeng's eyes, and said with a smile.

"Fu Qi can be shameless, but I still want to be shameless!"

Zheng Dafeng chuckled when he heard this, and blood came out of his ears. He wiped it casually, tilted his head and looked at Chen Pingan, and said sarcastically.

"Do you want face? It's okay for you to lie to others, but I remember that for a few pennies, you took the letter from the tree pillar and ran around the town early in the morning."

Chen Pingan lived a difficult life. In order to earn some living expenses in a small town, he worked tirelessly to deliver letters for others, even if the reward was only a few cents.

"With just a few cents, I can earn peace of mind!"

Chen Pingan has a clear conscience. In order to survive, he neither steals nor robs. He makes money through his own efforts. There is nothing to be ashamed of.

"What's going on? Are you willing to leave only if I beg you?"

Zheng Dafeng still didn't want to involve Chen Ping'an, so he leaned back against the wall of the carriage, with a wry smile on his face, and said helplessly.

"What are you planning on?"

Chen Ping'an didn't answer. He was penniless when he first arrived at Jianqi Great Wall. Zheng Dafeng gave him a few pennies so that he could stay and eat in an inn. Although this act of kindness was small, costing only a few pennies, it left a deep impression on Chen Ping'an.

When Chen Pingan encountered difficulties, Zheng Dafeng was willing to lend a helping hand to help him overcome the difficulties. A drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. Chen Pingan is also a scholar, so he naturally understands this truth.

Zheng Dafeng's eyes were red, with blood seeping out of the corners of his eyes. An anxious and angry look appeared on his face, and he said angrily to Chen Pingan.

"Can you change someone else? I don't want you to die here because of me. I don't want to owe anyone anything in my life!"

Chen Pingan pointed at Zheng Dafeng's eyes, with a firm look on his face, and shook his head.

"Your eyes are bleeding, please wipe them quickly. They were ugly to begin with, but now they look even worse!"

Zheng Dafeng was furious, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood, looked up at Chen Ping'an, then raised his leg to kick the boy in straw sandals, but was slapped away by him.

The three carriages drove steadily and slowly towards Old Dragon City. More than ten miles later, two Fang family worshipers appeared in the middle of the road. Zheng Dafeng wanted to get out of the car and take action, but was stopped by Chen Pingan.

Sui Zuoyi walked out of the carriage, drew out the long sword from behind, and stopped two worshipers from the Fang family. The carriage continued to move forward, but not far away, another worshiper from the Hou family blocked the way.

Zhu Lian and Lu Baixiang stood up and got off the carriage and greeted the Hou family to worship. The carriage continued to move forward, the wheels rolling without stopping.

The carriage traveled three or four miles and met the Ding family's worshippers again. Wei Xian, wearing manna armor, stepped down from the carriage and stopped the Ding family's worshippers. The carriage continued to move forward.

Chen Ping'an and Zheng Dafeng's expressions became more solemn. The situation was much more serious than they expected. The four major surnames in Old Dragon City would not let Zheng Dafeng return to the medicine shop alive.

The carriage drove slowly to the east gate of Old Dragon City and suddenly stopped. Chen Ping'an and Zheng Dafeng got off the carriage and looked up at the top of the city.

There are three figures standing on the top of the city. One is an ordinary old man, and the other two are Du Yan, the direct descendant of Tongye Sect, and his wife Ding.

Du Yan was dressed in gorgeous clothes, handsome and energetic, with bright eyes and a faint smile on his face as he said with a smile.

"Ancestor, isn't it a bit bullying for your old man to take action personally?"

"The purpose of high-level cultivation is to bully others. Otherwise, why would everyone be practicing hard?"

The old man had a winning smile on his face, a light flashed in his cloudy old eyes, and his whole body was condensed with aura, giving people a feeling of heaviness.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man took steps, and his figure disappeared from the top of the city, appearing in front of Zheng Dafeng. The two were only three steps apart, almost face to face.

"I heard that you are the gatekeeper of Lizhu Cave Heaven and the disciple of Yang Lao'er. I wonder if he would have the guts to come out of that cage and cause trouble for me after I killed you?"

Zheng Dafeng frowned, with a heavy look on his face. Without any nonsense, he raised his hand and punched out. The air waves rolled and made a sound of wind and thunder, which was extremely powerful.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light shone. He put his hands behind his back and withstood Zheng Dafeng's punch with his body. He took a few steps back. At the same time, a magic weapon that looked like a small boat shot out and turned into a stream of light. Zheng Dafeng's abdomen was filled with blood, and blood flowed, staining the ground under his feet red.

The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said sarcastically with a haughty smile on his face.

"The strength of your fist is too small. They say that the physique of a Qi practitioner is made of paper and cannot withstand the fist of a pure martial artist. I don't think so!"

The old man snapped his fingers, and the blood on his fingertips fell on the ground. He pointed at the wound on Zheng Dafeng's abdomen and said.

"I am not activating my own flying sword, it can also easily penetrate the body of a warrior!"

"In fact, what I hate most is sword cultivators, who are arrogant and look down on others, and I wish I could dig out their eyeballs!"

Zheng Dafeng had no expression on his face, as if he did not feel the pain from his abdominal injury. He stepped forward again and punched the old man in the head.

"Bang!"

The old man's strength had reached the Ascension Realm, far surpassing the Ninth Realm warriors. Zheng Dafeng's arm was firmly grasped by him, and he threw it casually, and Zheng Dafeng's tall body fell to the ground a hundred feet away.

Zheng Dafeng climbed up with difficulty, and the blood had dyed his clothes red. He rushed to the old man again and again, fearlessly and fearlessly, and was knocked to the ground again and again, and finally fell in a pool of blood and could no longer get up.

Then, the old man looked at Chen Pingan who was standing aside, and waved his sleeves. A strong wind came, enough to break the bones of a fifth-level warrior.

Chen Pingan flew backwards, his body spun lightly in the air, landed gracefully, and stepped heavily on the ground, leaving clear footprints. He retreated dozens of feet before stopping.

"Hey, not bad, your martial arts foundation is very good, you can actually block my sleeves!"

"It's a pity that your surname is not Du, then it's better to die!"

The old man slowly raised his right hand and pressed down with one palm. A golden giant palm emerged in the sky, breaking the sea of ​​clouds above Laolong City, like a huge mountain falling from the sky, trying to crush Chen Pingan to death.

Chen Pingan made a fist stand, with pure fist intent condensed all over his body. He punched out with both fists, blasted into the sky, shook the mountains and rivers, and collided with the golden giant palm. With a loud bang, the giant palm fell to the ground, and the dust flew, blocking the sight, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly.

After a while, the dust settled, and Chen Ping'an's somewhat embarrassed figure came into the old man's eyes, which made his old face show a bit of surprise.

"Your boxing skills are good. You can actually condense such a pure boxing intention and shake the palm of this old man. It's enough to make you proud!"

"But it's a pity that you haven't entered the upper five realms. You are just a waste in front of this old man. Even if you can block my attack, what can you do? You are still going to die!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Ping'an's body was firmly controlled by an invisible force, and he slammed into the city wall behind the old man.

The old man didn't look back, and the two fingers of his right hand flicked back. A powerful force was generated and hit Chen Ping'an's body. His whole body was embedded in the city wall, and cracks spread one after another, like a spider web, densely packed. The straw sandal boy was a flying insect in this spider web, and it was difficult to escape.

Chen Pingan opened his mouth and sprayed a blood mist, his face was pale, his body was limp, and he was unable to break free from the city wall.

Zheng Dafeng struggled to get up from the ground, half squatting, blood constantly gushing out of his mouth, and the wound on his abdomen was even more horrifying. The magic weapon that looked like a small boat was still inserted into his body, constantly drilling, making him feel miserable.

"It's enough to kill me, this matter has nothing to do with him!"

The old man's face showed a sinister look. He had experienced hundreds of battles and was particular about cutting the grass and rooting out the roots. How could he spare Chen Pingan just because of Zheng Dafeng's words.

"If it was old man Yang from Lizhu Cave Heaven who said this to me, I might have considered it. As for you? Haha!"

The old man smiled disdainfully. He already knew that even if he killed Zheng Dafeng today, old man Yang would not come out of Lizhu Blessed Land.

"Crash!"

The rubble of the city wall rolled down, and Chen Pingan struggled out of the city wall, holding a round demon pill in his hand, which contained terrifying spiritual energy. If it was detonated, it would be enough to blow up the entire Old Dragon City.

"A demon pill of the upper five realms?!"

The old man noticed the movement behind him, turned his head and looked behind him, his eyes fell on the demon pill, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face showed an unexpected shock.

Chen Pingan was weak all over, sitting on the edge of the broken city wall, spreading his palms, showing the demon pill completely to the old man's eyes, coughing a few times, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I will use this demon pill to buy Zheng Dafeng's life!"

The old man heard it, chuckled, nodded, and said.

"Although the ninth realm warriors are rare, they are not worth a twelfth realm demon pill. I agree to this deal!"

The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the demon pill in Chen Pingan's palm flew up and fell into the old man's hand. He showed a bit of coldness on his face, raised his foot and stepped hard, stepping on Zheng Dafeng's back, and a series of bone breaking sounds came.

"Zheng Dafeng's life can be saved, but there's no need to keep his martial arts skills!"

Zheng Dafeng's whole body was like a ball of mud, limp on the ground, without any movement.

The old man turned and looked at Chen Pingan who was sitting on the ground, with a somewhat cold smile on his old face, and continued.

"You saved Zheng Dafeng's life, so what treasure are you going to use to exchange for your own life? It must be more precious than the Twelve Realm Demon Pill!"

Chen Pingan was covered in blood, staining his clothes red. He shook his head with difficulty and said softly.

"It's gone."

The old man looked at Chen Pingan, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said slowly.

"The sword-raising gourd on your waist is good, and there is also a jade token, which is an old item, and it is still a close item, but these are not worth enough to buy your life!"

The old man's eyes moved, and finally fell on the long sword on Chen Pingan's back, with a bit of suspicion on his face, and continued.

"I don't understand the sword behind you. It should be worth a few dollars, but it's still not enough to buy your life!"

There were tears gathering in Chen Ping'an's eyes, and he felt a little aggrieved for no reason. He held the jade token tightly in his hand and wanted to crush it. He didn't want to be touched by the old man, but he couldn't do it. He turned to look at Lizhu Blessed Land and lowered his head. vocal channel.

"I have a sword that can move mountains and overturn seas."

In Longquan County of the Great Li Dynasty, in the blessed land of Li Zhu, the covered bridge shook. The rusty iron sword hanging under the bridge began to tremble. An astonishing sword intent spread, and it was about to break through the void and fly towards the old dragon city. .

"Qiang!"

Suddenly, the Weiyin fairy sword behind Chen Pingan unsheathed, and a sword light spread across the sky, like a galaxy hanging, and a waterfall poured down, tearing the sky of Dongbaopingzhou, shattering the vast sea of ​​clouds, and slashed towards the old man.

"laugh!"

The old man's face was horrified, his expression was dull, and a red line appeared between his eyebrows, extending down, and his whole person was split into two. Even the Yin God fell on the spot before he could escape.