Chapter 157 Promotion
On the merged drawings, lines are carved one after another, and the lines are outlined to draw a mountain. There are winding routes inside the mountain, eventually leading to a cave.
You wouldn't know it just by looking at one picture, but when the two are put together, Chen Pingan can also see the clue.
This seems to be on the Canglong Mountains?
Chen Pingan struggled to identify the reference objects above.
It seems to be near Weishui County!
After seeing this, Chen Pingan felt even more excited.
If the treasure depicted on the treasure map is really near Weishui County, then the time cost of his treasure hunt will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.
Don't know what's inside?
Chen Pingan guessed.
Who would have thought that through two such coincidences, a treasure map could be put together in such a confused way?
It sounds like it's a bit of a joke.
But it really happened.
Of course, this treasure map shouldn't be taken too seriously. After all, it might just be a fake picture.
"Put it away first and wait for the right opportunity later. If it is true or false, you will know once you find out!"
Chen Pingan calmed down and carefully put away the two pieces of paper.
In the next few days, Chen Pingan was extremely busy at work. The most important thing is to deal with the follow-up work of settling Nancheng Prison.
The Ten Thousand Demon Sect suffered a lot from Nancheng Prison. For example, Chen Ping'an is needed to implement the pension work for the jailers and servants who died.
In addition, some traces of battles in Nancheng Prison also need to be repaired in time.
While dealing with work, Chen Ping'an also did not fall behind in his practice.
On this day, a practice experience flashed before his eyes.
+1!
The Golden Bell Cover he had practiced, his practice experience had finally reached its limit.
"breakthrough!"
Chen Pingan thought silently in his heart.
Wow!
The extremely familiar feeling came over again. When Chen Pingan opened his eyes, he had already perfectly mastered many of the magical killing moves of the golden bell cover in actual combat.
Name: Chen Ping'an
Realm: Inner Qi - Pure and Turbid Guiyuan
Martial Arts: Iron Cloth Shirt Perfection, Locust Stone Perfection, Gongmen Thirteen Swordsmanship Perfection, Thirteen Taibao Henglian Perfection, Golden Bell The perfect cover, the great achievement of Gale Wind Sword Technique (136/400), the great achievement of catching cicadas in eight steps (87/400)
With the perfection of the golden bell, it means that the martial arts that Chen Ping'an has reached the level of perfection have also become five.
Shake!
The inner Qi surged, and the skin on Chen Ping'an's body seemed to turn a light golden color, and an invisible Qi shield was faintly produced.
The perfection-level golden bell greatly increased Chen Pingan's defense power. He had a vague feeling that even if he faced a martial arts master at the third level of inner energy, he would be confident enough to block it.
The changes he brought about were not only in this aspect, but also in the inner Qi within the Dantian Qi Sea.
At this moment, his martial arts realm has reached the second level of Inner Qi and is only half a step away from the third level of Inner Qi!
If he can successfully take this half step, then looking at the entire Weishui County, among the younger generation, except for Liu Ziming of the Liu family, he will definitely be number one!
It can be said that he is a real genius!
And this half step is extremely difficult for others. For Chen Pingan, he only needs to push the blast sword technique to the perfect state, and he can easily step into it.
"Rookie list?"
There was a faint light flickering in Chen Ping'an's eyes.
After Chen Ping'an's golden bell entered the state of perfection, another seven or eight days passed.
Under the organization of Fusi from the outer town, a large-scale memorial service was held in the outer city of Weishui River. Mainly to commemorate the people who died in the Ten Thousand Demon Cult Rebellion.
Almost all the influential forces in the entire Weishui Outer City sent representatives to express their condolences. There were many representatives of the forces who came to express their condolences, not only from the outer city, but also from the inner city. Chen Ping'an naturally went there too.
At the condolence meeting, Chen Pingan met Mu Wanjun. Mu Wanjun was still seriously injured and was coming out of recuperation for the first time.
She saw Chen Pingan's eyes lit up.
"Safety!"
"Muda people."
Chen Pingan greeted.
He saw an old man wearing silk clothes standing next to Mu Wanjun. There were many people around, who showed great respect to the old man and were trying to please him.
Mu Wanjun stepped forward with a grateful look on her face.
"Peace, this time, I can survive, thanks to you! If it weren't for you, I would be one more person you want to express condolences to."
"Mr. Mu is serious!"
Chen Pingan smiled and did not take credit.
In the past few days, although Mu Wanjun's injury has not healed, people have sent him many gifts to express his gratitude.
"What do you call me Master Mu? You can save my life, just call me Wanjun!"
There was intimacy in Mu Wanjun's tone.
Chen Ping'an hesitated and said: "Sir, you and I both belong to Nancheng City Fusi. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to call us that."
"Public to public, private to private, you can call it that in private."
In response to Mu Wanjun's insistence, Chen Ping'an responded calmly and called her "Wanjun."
Wonderful things in the world!
Who would have thought that the person who was so high above him and could control his destiny would now stand in front of him and ask him to call him Wanjun.
The exchange between Chen Pingan and Mu Wanjun did not last long.
In addition to being the chief commissioner of Fusi in Nancheng City, Mu Wanjun also has the identity of the legitimate daughter of the Mu family.
This time to express condolences, as a representative of the inner city family, she naturally had a lot of entertainment with the family elders.
"Wanjun, is that Chen Ping'an you mentioned before?"
The old man in a silk shirt looked at Chen Pingan curiously.
"The thirteenth uncle is him. Ping An is extremely talented. He has reached the sixth level of Qi and Blood perfection like we haven't seen him for a few days. Moreover, he has also practiced an excellent light body technique to the level of Dacheng. He is definitely a rare talent. In time, he will definitely be on the rookie list.”
Mu Wanjun spared no effort in praising Chen Pingan.
The old man glanced at Chen Pingan and nodded slightly.
The sixth level of qi and blood is perfect! The superior body-lighting technique at the Dacheng realm!
That’s pretty good!
Perhaps
After returning from the place of condolences, Chen Pingan felt a wave of confusion.
In the eyes of others, powerful people, in the eyes of the senior officials of Fusi in the outer town, they are just small men. And the so-called high-level officials of Fusi in the outer town also need to please a lot in front of the real representatives of aristocratic families in the inner city.
However, these things just passed through Chen Pingan's heart for a while and then went out. Right now, he was focused on thinking of ways to advance his practice of the Swift Wind Sword Technique.
In this way, more than ten days passed peacefully and peacefully.
While Chen Ping'an was guarding his three-quarter acre of land in Nancheng Prison, an unexpected appointment was delivered to his office.
"Chen Ping'an, the head of the Nancheng Prison, is brave and loyal. He killed more than ten thieves during the chaos in the Ten Thousand Demons Cult. He has meritorious service in guarding. After evaluation by the Fusi in the outer town, he was specially promoted to the candidate of the Chief Commissioner of the Fusi in Nancheng Town!"
(End of chapter)