Sword of Coming

A cross-continental ferry travels to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth. The ferry belongs to the newly established Dragon Elephant Sword Sect in Nan Po Sao Continent not many years ago.

Suzerain Qi Tingji, an old sword fairy who once carved letters on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The chief chief enshrines Lu Zhi, and it is said that he is also temporarily in charge of the law. She is also one of the ten peak sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In addition, Shao Yunyan, the sword fairy of Chunfanzhai in Daoxuanshan, and Mrs. Yan Yan of Meihuayuanzi, served as guest ministers together.

In addition, Qi Tingji had taken eighteen apprentices in less than ten years, all of whom were sword fairy embryos from the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth and the Southern Basuozhou. Known as the Eighteen Swordsmen.

The Dragon Elephant Sword Sect is rumored to have business dealings with the Liu Clan of Aiaiazhou and the Yu Clan of Zhongtu, and has an extraordinary relationship with the Chen Confucian Clan of Nanbasuozhou.

Because it was Qi Tingji who first went out to sea to protect Chen Chun'an, and it was Qi Tingji who asked the sword once for Chen Chun'an.

The mighty Nine Continents and Qi Tingji appeared successively in the Sanzhou Battlefield, and their outstanding military exploits attracted worldwide attention.

The native Fuyao Continent's Ascension Realm monk was named Liu Wei. If Qi Tingji hadn't used his sword to stop a king-throne monster, his name would have been engraved on the top of the city by the Jiazi Tent just like Xun Yuan in Tongye Continent. After Liu Hui became a fairy, he spent several years in retreat in the small white porcelain cave of the Xiazong of Liuxiazhou to heal his wounds. It is said that this time he will also go out to participate in the discussion. Liu Hui is grateful and admires Qi Tingji. There are some rumors on the mountain It is said that Liu Hui's exit this time, in addition to discussing matters in the Confucian Temple, he also took the initiative to ask to be the guest minister of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect.

Fuyao Continent is a small continent, and the territory of mountains and rivers is only slightly larger than Aquarius Continent. At the beginning, when Liu Hui became the Ascension Realm, he was hailed as a "resolved from the wilderness". It will also be an unprecedented event in the Haoran world.

This ferry is very close to a fairy family ferry called Wenjin Ferry in the Confucian Temple.

Qi Tingji, who was standing at the bow of the boat enjoying the scenery, suddenly sent an order to slow down the ferry boat as a salute to the Confucian Temple.

Although Qi Tingji is a well-deserved "old sword fairy", he has an extremely handsome young appearance.

That is to say, the Confucian Temple has not lifted the ban on Shanshui Mansion Newspaper, otherwise Qi Tingji's bearing alone would have created a large number of admirers for female cultivators out of thin air.

Qi Tingji, Wu Chengpei, Sun Juyuan, and Mi Yu were once known as the four most beautiful men on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Later, there was a fifth person, but that person named himself.

At this moment, someone was standing side by side with Qi Tingji.

A tall woman with a thin face.

In the eyes of ordinary people, standing beside Qi Tingji, she is just three words, unsuitable.

And she is the stunning "Qingcheng" of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the female Great Sword Immortal, Lu Zhi.

Qi Tingji said with a smile: "A visit to Luopo Mountain gave my sect two more guests from the upper five realms. I have to thank our lord Yinguan. I don't know if this guy has arrived at this meeting."

In addition to Confucian sages, monks from all walks of life who participated in the discussion of the Confucian Temple after ten days were placed in four places around the Confucian Temple.

In addition to Wenjin Ferry, the Confucian Temple temporarily opened three temporary Xianjia Ferries to welcome visitors from all over the world.

Nanbasuozhou, Fuyaozhou, Tongyezhou, and the monks of the three continents, the ferry will stop at Wenjindu in the south, and then stop and rest in a county town called Panshui County, which is just a very ordinary county town. The only unusual thing is probably the proximity to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.

If nothing else happened, as long as Chen Ping came to discuss matters, most of them would show up at the temporary ferry in the east.

The people who participated in the discussion on behalf of Aquarius Continent this time included Song Changjing, who appeared in place of Emperor Dali Song He, Qi Zhen, the emperor of Shen Gaozong, and the head of the Jiang family in Yunlin. Except for Song Changjing who is alone, the Shengao Sect and the Yunlin Jiang Sect are both like the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, each with a group of disciples, although they cannot discuss matters, they can only travel around the Confucian Temple, but now the Confucian Temple is within a thousand miles away, and the guards are heavily guarded , It is a great honor for ordinary monks to be able to follow the ferry to settle in a certain place.

Lu Zhi said bluntly: "I know that there have been calculations between the two of you, but I hope the suzerain will not forget one thing. All of Chen Ping's plans are for the good of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and he has no selfish intentions. It's not that he deliberately targeted you, but He will not deliberately target Qi Shou. Otherwise, he would not suggest Shao Yunyan to be the guest minister of Longxiang Jianzong. As for more, such as hoping that Jianzong and Luopo Mountain will be connected with each other and form a covenant, I don't expect too much. And I don't understand the taboo here, it's you who are good at these things."

Lu Zhi also had the same temper at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

She has always been straightforward, either she has the ability to make her say nice things, or she has the ability to stop her from saying bad things.

Qi Tingji smiled and said: "Mr. Lu, don't worry, I'm not so petty, and I won't make it difficult for my chief priest."

Lu Zhi had a rare smile, leaned on the fence and looked into the distance, and said slowly: "You are really good at doing as the Romans do, but I can't."

Chen Pingan is at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and Qi Tingji is at Haoran Tianxia.

Qi Tingji was a little helpless, reached out and patted the railing, and said in his heart: "Among the disciples, one of the two most promising direct descendants of me actually admires Chen Ping'an alone, and begged me, the master, to help her as long as she becomes a golden elixir." Go to Lord Yinguan and ask for a book of sword immortals, do you think it's annoying?"

This is to blame the guest Qing Shao Yunyan, who was full of food, and described the young hermit as a rare figure in the world. The key is that he is young and handsome, but also infatuated and single-minded.

How could the little girl not be tempted after hearing this.

Men's infatuation is actually the greatest romance.

After all, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there are too many wonderful stories to tell about the Second Shopkeeper.

But Shao Yunyan had bad intentions and only picked the good ones.

Lu Zhi said: "Don't worry, that girl is too good-looking. If I really meet Chen Pingan, she will be too nervous to speak, and Chen Pingan will not say anything. When the time comes, she will be polite, and she will have nothing to do with her." Yan, I am so embarrassed that I regret meeting you."

Qi Tingji laughed out loud.

Turning to look at Lu Zhi, Qi Tingji suddenly joked: "Mr. Lu, I'm curious, what kind of hero can catch your eyes?"

Lu Zhi shook his head and changed the subject, "Is Liu Hui really going to be the guest minister of Jianzong?"

Qi Tingji nodded and said: "I don't even know how to politely refuse, and it's annoying."

Lu Zhi smiled and said, "Such troubles are rare."

Qi Tingji leaned on the railing, and said softly, "I just settled down in a foreign land like this."

Lu Zhi kept silent, his thoughts drifted away, and when he returned to his hometown, he remembered many old things about the old people.

On the wall of a wine shop, there used to be an unsigned "Nothing" sign, which said: Lu Zhi is actually not good-looking, but she has long legs. I have liked it for many years, and I can't get enough of it.

Although there is no signature on the nothing card, but the handwriting is obvious, it seems that the sword cultivator did not intend to conceal his identity deliberately.

Some people like it from afar, and they can't help but let others know, so that they can be reconciled.

But before Lu Zhi could argue with that old woman, the sword cultivator who liked to squat on the side of the road with a bowl every time he drank, died in battle outside the city.

Except for the nothing card, Jianxiu had never said a few words to Lu Zhi in his whole life. So no one in the world knows whether he likes her too much or not so much.

In the last few years of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, everyone was in a hurry and left as soon as they said they would.

There used to be a young shopkeeper who drank too much wine, but his eyes became brighter and his eyebrows were raised. He said that when he returned to his hometown, he would open a wine shop to sell wine, Yangchun noodles, and hot pot. And stinky tofu, those of us from Jianqi Great Wall can make exceptions, discounts, and credit.

Someone asked, credit is meaningless, can you not pay back the money. The young man smiled and said, wait until you go to drink.

Someone asked again, Miss Gujiu, can you hire more, so that the water is so good that you can pinch water. The young second shopkeeper laughed and scolded, there is no such wine shop in the world, and the shopkeeper had to risk his life to earn such hard money.

burst out laughing.

In the foreign land that has not yet become his hometown, the wine shop in Feisheng City is still there, but the young shopkeeper is gone, and most of the former sword repairmen are gone.

Shao Yunyan, Mrs. Yan Yan, brought a few of Qi Tingji's direct disciples closer.

Facing the man who is both the suzerain and the master, these boys and girls were in awe, but they seemed closer to Lu Zhi instead.

After the group saluted with Qi Tingji, a young man asked: "Mr. Lu, can I see Ah Liang, Zuo Zuo, Ning Yao, and that hermit official?"

The young sword cultivators of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect all knew about Ning Yao's flying up to the world with his sword.

Lu Zhi shook his head and said, "I don't know."

The young man asked: "Officer Yin got drunk once, do you really dare to say that Ning Yao likes him because he is greedy for his appearance and admires his talent?"

Shao Yunyan said with a smile: "I definitely dare not, because someone tricked him."

Mrs. Yan Yan smiled, "That's not sure, Jiu Zhuang is cowardly. Your Excellency Yin dare not say anything, dare not do anything. The two armies confront each other, and one person wields a sword before the battle, pointing the sword at all the thrones."

Shao Yunyan smiled and said: "Are you boasting or insulting, or I will help you repeat it to Lord Yinguan?"

She sneered, "Anything you want."

After watching the ceremony at Luopo Mountain, Mrs. Fu Yan gained a lot of courage.

Now, according to the "law" of the Yinguan, both Shao Yunyan and Longxiang Sword Sect are enshrined. Every time Mrs. Yan Yan talks about the Yinguan, she becomes more calm and calm.

Another boy said: "The hidden official is only a high-ranking official. I still admire Mr. Zuo even more. He is the best swordsman in the world!"

Some people objected, "Of course Mr. Zuo is very powerful, but I think Ah Liang is more powerful, after all, he is an unmistakable fourteenth-level swordsman!"

Qi Tingji smiled and left. I don't want to listen to these childish comments.

Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi, the mighty world.

Chen Xi of the fifth Ascension City in the World. Ning Yao.

Nalan Shaowei, who traveled far away in the world of Qingming, and the old deaf son who returned to the wild world.

Plus Ah Liang, Zuo Zuo, and Chen Pingan.

If you count Xie Songhua, Li Cai, Liu Jinglong, Pu He, Song Pin and other great sword immortals.

It's as if there is still a Great Wall of Sword Qi between heaven and earth, standing still.

Today's Haoran Tianxia still doesn't quite understand the relationship between the two sword cultivators who used to fight side by side in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The former Great Wall of Sword Qi was like the purest place of cultivation in the world.

Local sword cultivators are waiting for death, while foreign sword cultivators are waiting for death.

After some of the two parties survived, if they could meet again, they would be bosom friends, friends of life and death.

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In the battle between Wu Shuangjiang and the criminal officer in the city of appearance, the two outsiders on the ferry, a veritable fight between gods and gods, brought disaster to the entire night boat.

Wu Shuang stepped down to the Ascension Realm, and had a swordplay with the criminal officer.

Taibai, Daozang, Wanfa, Tianzhen, the four immortal swords imitating swords, cut the entire ferry boat into two, four, eight, and sixteen.

A middle-aged scribe appeared side by side with a monk with closed eyes, "Palace Master Wu, can you withdraw your sword now?"

A night boat that was originally torn apart, instantly gathered into one, without any abnormalities, not even the slightest loss of aura. It is similar to the Great Wall of Sword Qi before it was split in two by the Great Patriarch.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "Master Zhang is teaching me how to be a man?"

Four imitation swords hovered around, with their tips pointing in all directions.

Bai Luo appeared as the guardian of the palace at the end of the year.

The criminal held the sword in one hand, and two halos of gold and silver appeared in the sky behind him, like the sun and the moon hanging in the sky, like a pair of eyes of gods, shining through the void, overlooking the world.

It is the two natal flying swords of this criminal officer.

There was a sword mark on the prisoner's face and chest, dripping with blood, but the injury was not serious, and there was no hindrance to the sword. But in this questioning of swords, as the judge of the sword cultivator, it is true that he was at a disadvantage in the face of Wu Shuangjiang, who was not a sword cultivator and was oppressive.

The monk opened his eyes, the Buddha sang, raised his hand, and a string of rosary beads emerged. If the beads used for counting were not counted, there would be a total of 108 beads, all of which were approaching the color of pure white and flawless. The monk twisted it lightly, as if Every time the bead is twirled around, Baiba's troubles can be cleared away.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, and from the sleeves came out a string of snow-bright brilliance that was as bright as a galaxy. It was also a string of beads, with a circle of more than three feet long, surrounding Wu Shuangjiang. As big as a tung fruit, each bead contains the meaning of the great Dao. It is as round as the full moon, with three hundred and sixty-five beads, slowly rotating, moving like stars and clouds, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

The middle-aged scholar said with a smile: "Palace Master Wu not only helped the Taoist couple return the sword, but also learned a superior sword technique, and opened the ferry ban. Kill three birds with one stone, shouldn't that be enough?"

Wu Shuangjiang, one of the ten people in Qingming Tianxia. The military scholar, the famous general is unparalleled. The foot of the avenue is the soldier monk. It's just that Wu Shuangjiang learns what is what, which makes the military repair status of the Palace Master of Sui Chu Palace less conspicuous.

The number of monks in Sui Chu Gong is very small, totaling no more than a hundred people, which is extremely inconsistent with the status of Sui Chu Gong in Qingming Tianxia. Apart from the high threshold of Sui Chu Palace and the strict acceptance of apprentices, the most important reason is Wu Shuangjiang. There have been two feats before. When he was still in the fairyland, one person guarded the sect, and the other destroyed the sect.

After the two battles, a first-class sect in Qingming Tianxia was destroyed without any serious damage to its vitality. The Great Array of Protecting the Mountain, the Patriarchal Hall, and several vassal forces were all wiped out.

This means that there is no need to pay attention to the number of people in the palace of the New Year's Eve. It is enough for Wu Shuangjiang to sit on the top of the mountain alone.

Good at fighting, not afraid of siege, on the way of practice, crossing the border to kill the enemy, not once or twice. He is proficient in concealment, has a unique escape method, and is extremely clever in fortune-telling and derivation.

Thoughtful, precise, and particularly vengeful, if you don't make a move, it will be nothing, if you make a move, it will be a lion fighting a rabbit, you must kill it with one blow, and wipe out the roots.

After all, he is a cultivator who even Daxuan Du Guansun Huaizhong would comment on a "ghost lingering".

Such an extremely difficult existence has now entered the fourteenth realm, even if it is a night boat, he is unwilling to make enemies with it.

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "Palace Master Wu, the ferry has arrived at the South China Sea."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled, put the four imitation swords and a string of flowing beads into his sleeves, put away the "caged bird" supernatural power, and left the night boat with Bai Luo. Go to the wild world.

Looking at the pavilion of the lotus pond in the city, the criminal officer put away the long sword and two natal flying swords, and fell in the pavilion. The monk disappeared in a flash, and only the middle-aged scribe stood beside the criminal officer.

The middle-aged scribe asked with a smile, "Okay?"

The judge said to himself: "The fourteenth realm is already like this, so what about the fifteenth realm?"

The middle-aged scribe said: "It's unimaginable."

Wu Shuangjiang and Bai Luo hung side by side in the air. Under the feet of both sides was a Gui Ruin opened by the great ancestor of the barbarian. The gate was difficult to open and even more difficult.

Wu Shuang lowered her head and looked, and the Guixu was in the shape of a large ravine. In ancient times, the waters of the eight directions and nine continents on the land, and even the water of the Milky Way in the sky, flowed into the four Guixu. There are even more rumors that in Guixu, there is a giant turtle with a territory of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers on its back. In Guixu, it is still as small as a bonsai. There are also four dragon gates standing among them, which were once the opportunities for all the dragons in the world to transform into dragons.

Wu Shuangjiang stretched out his finger and said with a smile: "We are lucky, we seem to be two turtles."

Bai Luo looked along his line of sight, and in the depths of the gully of Guixu, there were two giant turtles with dragon heads and fish bodies, which were ten thousand feet long, swimming leisurely, shaking their heads and tails, a male fish with golden scales and a gourd tail, and a female fish with They were silver-scaled hibiscus tails, and they were supernatural. Although these two carp were huge in size, they were still like two slender fish in the river in the depths of Guixu, which could be completely ignored.

Bai Luo said helplessly: "Is this going to be robbed by others? You are already in the fourteenth realm, and you are away from home. At least you should talk about the demeanor of an immortal teacher."

What kind of luck is there? It is clearly in the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, someone is fishing for carp. For a fisherman in an ordinary landscape, if he wants to catch big fish from the big rivers and lakes, he still needs to spend money to lure the fish. Now these two rare carp , apparently lured by the thin old man with long eyebrows in the sky, kept wagging his tail and floating up, slowly approaching a bead. The Qiuzhu flickered in the Xuanming Water of Guixu, every time it lit up, it shone brightly, but the Qiuzhu was the size of a fist, but its light illuminated a hundred feet in radius.

Wu Shuangjiang looked up, at the gap in the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, there was a white-haired old man who was fishing cross-legged, holding a green bamboo fishing rod that was about to drip from the green mountains, and using the true energy of a pure martial artist as a fishing line, he fell into the depths of Guixu. place. The old man with long eyebrows was winking at Wu Shuangjiang, probably saying don't scare the turtles.

Wu Shuangjiang thought for a while, then restrained his atmosphere, and his whole body merged with the heaven and earth. Bai Luo also used the concealment technique, not to disturb the old fisherman fishing for squid, and said to Wu Shuangjiang with his heart: "This person's name is Zhang Tiaoxia, nicknamed Zhang Tiaoxia. Long Bo, a martial artist of the ten realms, has reached his peak. Apart from practicing martial arts, he is only obsessed with fishing. He has a calm temperament and does not contend with the world. The Guixu Cave opened, but Zhang Tiaoxia was very close to the water tower, so he was the first person in Haoran Tianxia to come here, and then he waited here, only picking up the big fish that slipped through the net, and he successfully stopped them Killed several big monsters trying to escape back to the wild world."

Wu Shuangjiang nodded, "It's true that God has arrived, but it's just a miracle."

The two turtles were still very cautious, chasing the bead for a long time, but they never bit the hook. The old man with long eyebrows raised his breath suddenly, and the bead, drawn by a mouthful of pure energy, suddenly rose up, as if trying to escape, a silver-scaled hibiscus tail Without any hesitation, the squid stirred up the huge waves, leaped high, and bit the bead with one bite. The old man, who looked like a thin bamboo pole, laughed loudly, stood up, and pulled back, the "fishing line" was tightened, and a huge arc appeared , but instead of dragging it to death, he started to walk the carp. There was no time to compete, so don't even think about pulling such a female carp out of the water.

Wu Shuangjiang narrowed his eyes, looked at it for a while, and stepped to the "shore" of the sea of ​​clouds, stood beside the old man, and asked with a smile: "Old man, if this carp is caught, will it be sold? How?"

An old man named Zhang Tiaoxia held the fishing rod against her abdomen and ran around on the edge of the sea of ​​clouds. The strength of a ten-foot-long squid is really strong. The old man laughed while running: "I'm sorry, I always release fish when I fish. .Especially for this pair of Taoist carp, once one is caught, the other will be lonely from now on, isn’t it pitiful? The joy of fishing is never full.”

Wu Shuangjiang nodded lightly to express his agreement, and said with a smile, "True fisherman."

Bai Luo breathed a sigh of relief. If one is not careful, this Uncle Long will be taken by Wu Shuangjiang to the wild world.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly asked: "That female Martial God of the Daduan Dynasty is called Pei Bei, right? Have you ever had a fight with her?"

Zhang Tiaoxia was still holding the rod in both hands, concentrating on fighting the carp, and said with a hearty smile: "When I was able to fight well, I didn't want to bully a little girl, but it seems that after a few days, I found that I couldn't fight, who can I find?" Reasonable? No way, let’s catch my fish.”

Zhang Tiaoxia gasped suddenly, held her breath for a moment, sighed, and broke the "fishing line" on her own initiative, allowing the priceless bead to be swallowed by the turtle. The two turtles, together Fleeing wildly to the depths of Guixu, in this way, unless Zhang Tiaoxia can replace the bait with lizhu longan and the like, at least within a hundred years, they will never bite the bait.

Wu Shuangjiang asked: "Senior Long Bo, are you going to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple to discuss something?"

Zhang Tiaoxia nodded and said: "The Book of Rites Academy invites you to sacrifice wine, I have to go."

Regarding these two uninvited guests who suddenly appeared by the ruins, if Zhang Tiaoxia was not on guard, it would be a joke with her life. Although he couldn't see the depth of the other two, but judging from the meaning, it was at least two immortals. Zhang Tiaoxia thought about it, but she couldn't find a monk who fit her image. It's just that the old man with long eyebrows felt that he was wandering on the sea all year round, and he was ignorant about things on the mountain. Jinjiazhou Sword Immortal Xu Xie, let alone seen it before, never heard of it. It's just that Zhang Tiaoxia has never had any enemies on the mountain, so she just thinks that the two of them met by chance.

It's not surprising that you have lived for a long time.

But if you really want to fight a mindless fight, Zhang Tiaoxia really doesn't mind stretching her muscles and bones. The martial arts master of the ten realms is not a showy display.

Wu Shuangjiang cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Just leave now."

Zhang Tiaoxia clasped her fists in return, "See you again."

Wu Shuangjiang looked into the depths of Guixu, raised his hand, pinched his fingers together, and said, "Order the world's descendants of water".

The two turtles that have been thousands of miles away are actually shaking their heads and tails. As if they were ordered, they obeyed the decree, turned their direction, and swam towards Wu Shuangjiang swiftly and violently. Finally, they set off huge waves and jumped out of the water together. The two behemoths, extremely docile and well-behaved, hovered under the sea of ​​clouds, as if they were just waiting for Wu Shuangjiang to board the "ferry boat" to travel back to the ruins.

Wu Shuangjiang floated on the back of the turtle with Bai Luo, sneaked into Guixu, and traveled far into the wild world.

Zhang Tiaoxia thought about it, but fortunately there was no fight.

When you go out, you really have to be kind to others.

A martial artist at the top of the ten realms, after putting away the green bamboo fishing rod, turned into a rainbow and went to the Divine Continent of Central Earth.

In the gully of Guixu, he and Wu Shuangjiang each rode a carp, and Bai Luo asked with a smile: "Palace Master, I heard that there is a saying of 'big and small Wu' in Qingming Tianxia?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded, "That kid was just lucky enough to follow me. In other respects, he is not very similar. The one who is really like me is the young man Lu Chen mentioned. Fortunately, he is not a cultivator in the whole world, otherwise I would If you think that some kind of Heavenly Dao that has entered the fourteenth realm has won, such as...the battle between blue and blue. The blue is better than the blue, and there will be prosperity after the decline."

Bai Luo said: "So, how much of the murderous intention the palace master had in Entry City was true and how false?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Chen Ping'an couldn't accept the question. It was very false but also very true. If he accepted it, it was very true but also very false."

Bai Luo frowned slightly.

Wu Shuangjiang said: "That kid can pick it up and put it down, so he won't have any grudges about it. Besides, he understands my thoughts very well."

The second most important thing about a person's knowledge is that he is afraid of not knowing it clearly.

Bai Luo said: "The immortal caressed the top of the head and gave him the pot of immortality."

It means that in the inn, before Wu Shuang came to leave, he seemed to be an understatement and casually patted the little water monster on the head.

It is not of great benefit to practice, but it is a genuine life-saving talisman. Maybe Wu Shuangjiang had more profound meanings, and Bai Luo was too lazy to get to the bottom of it.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled knowingly, "Lu Chen has some plans. It's fair and honest, and there are no hidden things. Then I will fulfill his wish."

When Bai Yujing's third head teacher was involved, Bai Luo would not gossip.

Wu Shuangjiang asked: "Do you know what Chen Ping's biggest gain is this time?"

Bai Luo shook his head.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Finally someone can prove that the path he is taking is right. Not only is it not a dead end road, it is also a road to the top that has been walked by others before. It's just that the road is a little winding. A little bit."

Wu Shuangjiang said something like a prophecy, "So just wait, in the next hundred years, Chen Pingan's practice will improve by leaps and bounds in all aspects."

"Do you think so highly of Chen Ping'an?"

"I'm just optimistic about every Wu Shuangjiang."

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly laughed, as if thinking of something funny.

Bai Luo was a little puzzled.

"It was Zhang Tiaoxia who was invited by the academy's grand ceremony wine, so who do you think invited Chen Pingan?"

"One principal and two deputy, one of the three masters of Confucian Temple? Could it be Mr. Dong who has the best relationship with Wen Sheng?"

Wu Shuangjiang shook his head and did not give an answer.

This fourteenth-level great monk rode a squid and traveled far between heaven and earth.

What he saw was what he saw in his heart as a fellow Taoist in the future.

After Wu Shuangjiang folded his hands, he closed his eyes and meditated, laughing in his heart.

Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard.

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To the north is Luzhou and Paidi Peak.

Zhang Shanfeng finally succeeded in entering the Sea Watching Realm, and is about to break through and leave the border.

This young Taoist still needs a few hours to stabilize his realm.

His master, who was guarding the way outside the Immortal Mansion in the Cave, said softly: "In the Hidden Dragon Method, sleep the heart first, then the eyes, and then the mind. Sleep is the great root of return, breathing is the small root of return. Breathing in and out is the root of return. Among them, being able to concentrate one's mind and mind as a mustard seed, and returning to the root, is a great variety of things, each of which returns to its root..."

A real Fire Dragon at the pinnacle of the Ascension realm, Baiyun and Taoshan lineage, refers to Yuan Lingdian of Xuanfeng. These senior brothers, plus the new mountain master of Taixia lineage, are all protecting the path of a Cave Realm monk outside the cave door...

They set up a big table early, with wine, vegetables, and a large pot of fairy vegetables and fruits, waiting for the good news here.

The senior brother from the Taoshan lineage said seriously: "Young junior brother has made a breakthrough, quite impressive, and the atmosphere is amazing. Congratulations."

But in fact, Zhang Shanfeng's breakthrough was really nothing spectacular. It was really just a bump in the road, and I reached the sea-viewing realm.

The old real man stroked his beard and smiled, "Your junior brother's appearance and demeanor are better than Chen Ping's after all, there is nothing to deny."

The senior brother from Baiyun's lineage complained: "Master, it doesn't make sense to say such an obvious fact. There is no need to say it."

Yuan Lingdian originally wanted to echo his master and give his senior brother a head start, but after thinking about it again, he felt that his senior brother's words were more moral and moral.

The old man nodded slightly, "That's true."

"It is not easy for my little junior brother to be able to work steadily and keep his Taoist mind clear on the road of cultivation."

The old man smiled and nodded when he heard this.

Yuan Lingdian wanted to say that the master taught him well.

Unexpectedly, a senior brother said something else, "Actually, the greatest ability of my junior brother is to choose the master's eyes. Master, please forgive me for saying such disrespectful words. It means that only the master who is lucky can accept Shanfeng as his disciple."

Yuan Lingdian was speechless immediately.

The old man was filled with emotion, "If you say it, it's true."

The guy picked up the empty wine glass and said, "If you offend the master, the disciple must punish himself with a glass of wine."

The old master pushed a jar of Qingshen wine in front of him and said, "One cup is not enough, so I will punish myself with three cups."

Yuan Lingdian was like an outsider who came here to join in the conversation and couldn't get a word in at all.

Damn it, if I had known that there was Luolu Mountain, I would have humbly asked Chen Pingan for advice.

On the other side of Luolu Mountain, the atmosphere is no less than that of Paidi Peak. From the mountain owner to the disciples and students, to the worshipers and guests, everyone is more talkative than the other.

Master Huolong suddenly stood up and said: "I have to go to the Confucian Temple immediately. I won't take the mountain with me this time. There are too many acquaintances and it's easy to be exposed. You guys remember to protect yourself."

Several people stood up one after another and respectfully sent Master off to travel to the Middle Earth.

Master Huolong squinted at Yuan Lingdian, who seemed to be mute, "I'm talking about you!"

Yuan Lingdian was speechless.

The old man passed away in a flash, traveling across continents, but he had no choice. Shantou was poor and could not afford a cross-continent ferry, so he had to rely on this little trick.

The Divine Continent of Middle-earth is a saint’s mansion.

One of the descendants of the saint has lived here for generations.

This Yasheng Mansion covers an area of ​​more than 180 acres and has more than 400 rooms.

Live in a temple. Next to the mansion is the Yasheng Temple, which is full of incense.

A man fell against the wind at the gate of the city where the mansion is located, and chose to walk on foot.

An old steward of the mansion was waiting for a long time at the steps outside the door. When he saw the man, he hurried forward.

The two walked into the house together. There was a black painted door with red borders, with suanni embedded in it, and a plaque with "Yasheng Mansion" in gold letters on a blue background was hung high above the door.

It was written by Li Sheng himself.

Bypassing a snow-white shadow wall, the second gate is the Yimen Gate. There are two painted door gods on each side, both of them are as tall as others, and they are the fourth of the ten philosophers of the Wu Temple with flawless achievements.

Some silent men walked in through the armpit door with the old steward, and passed a hanging statue of Yasheng, with couplets hanging on both sides, and the way of setting up the sky is called Yin and Yang. The way to establish people is called benevolence and righteousness.

There are towering ancient trees and lush greenery in the courtyard. There is also a square terrace above the courtyard. On both sides are erected stone fences of Kuilong and red bricks surrounded by flower walls. There is a sundial in the southeast corner and a Jialiang in the southwest corner. , in the middle of a main hall with five couplets, which is the "lobby" of Yasheng Mansion. The hall plaque is the "Seven Piece Yiju" in gold characters on Longbian, and of course there are couplets.

After the second hall is the third hall, which is the place where Yasheng handles family affairs.

The man stopped for a while and looked at a pair of couplets. The reason why he stopped here was not that he had a special liking for it among the dozens of couplets in the mansion, but that since he was a child, except for the family ancestral hall, he was counted here. Bian was punished the most times, and the content of the second line, Zhen Jiasheng still reads.

Further on, it is the inner house of the Saint's Mansion, so on the right side of the gate, there is a stone stream protruding from the wall, because the women in the inner house need porters to pour water into the stone stream here, and there is A maidservant is in charge of receiving the water.

This "A Liang" changed his name from his real name to a man who moved several worlds. He patted the old housekeeper's arm, said a few words with a smile, and then walked into it alone.

Along the way, the disciples descended from the Yasheng Mansion immediately stopped when they met that man, saluted respectfully, and Ah Liang would also bow and salute one by one, or ask or encourage a few words, such as how well he did in his studies.

A Liang entered the inner house, instead of going to the residence, he walked through the corridors and went straight to the garden at the back. There is the flower bush commonly known as barley ripening, but in fact it has a very beautiful name, hollyhock.

There was once a child who also read books, but he preferred to practice swordsmanship, so he often used twigs and hollyhocks to ask swords here.

At that time, no one thought that there would be a swordsman named A Liang in this holy mansion with the strictest rules.

Ah Liang was sitting on the steps of the garden, not far away was the family school and academy, year after year, the words of the saints were up and down there, there were recitations, questions and answers, and debates.

It is hard for outsiders to imagine that A Liang is so serious every time he returns home.

Maybe it's only after seeing him that he suddenly realizes that this guy who walks like a dog is actually the son of Yasheng, a veritable scholar.

No one knows why Ah Liang became one with Wen Sheng.

And why did he become a swordsman who claims to be a swordsman, and why he likes wandering around the rivers and lakes so much. Why did you go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and why did you go to Qingming Tianxia?

Ah Liang gently patted his knees with his hands and hummed a little tune.

Ready to change into a Confucian shirt, I went to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple to find some acquaintances to play with.

It’s good to have friends all over the world, and it doesn’t cost money to drink.

Outside the gate of Yasheng Mansion, there was a young Confucian scholar who was full of travel and dust, and beside him was an old man in yellow clothes who hung a jade medal from the Confucian Temple on his waist.

It was Li Huai and the retinue, and now the old man has changed his Taoist name, Taoist Nen.

Li Huai glanced at the majestic gate of the Yasheng Mansion from a distance, swallowed, and didn't dare to approach, let him knock on the door, even less courageous.

Some regrets, if I knew it earlier, I would have accompanied most of the master's old blind man to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, otherwise as long as I found Li Baoping and Master Mao, everything would be easy to talk about.

The Nen Taoist on the Ascension Realm was more nervous than Li Huai, and said in a low voice, "My lord, I think that Ah Liang is definitely not at home."

It would be better if that dog day is not at home.

You don't have to be settled by Qiu Hou.

Li Huai carried a bamboo box on his back, held a walking stick, and said tentatively: "Then let's go directly to the Confucian Temple and wait?"

The tender Taoist, who is really not young, rubbed his hands and nodded, "It's a good feeling."

Unexpectedly, from the other side of the gate, a man dressed in a Confucian shirt walked out quickly, and he looked like a dog.

Seeing Li Huai and the Ascendant, the man laughed and said, "Hey, isn't this Mr. Li Huai, he is not as handsome as he was when he was a child, he was so good back then, he was like a tiger."

Li Huai beckoned.

A Liang was walking on the street, Li Huai strode forward, and suddenly handed the trekking stick in his hand to the Nun Taoist who was walking heavily behind him.

Almost at the same time, with a distance of five or six steps, Li Huai and A Liang stopped,

The two sides opened up their fists, and then they began to circle around. A Liang jumped, swapped his left fist for his right palm, and Li Huai jumped and twisted his waist.

It seemed that Taoist Nen almost dug a hole and got down. Those two were out of their minds, and I didn't know any of them anyway.

The two of them gave a soft drink, and at the same time they took small steps forward, and started to join hands, you come and go.

The movements are extremely slow, but they all have the momentum of punching like thunder and breaking bricks with strength.

Taoist Nen really couldn't take it anymore, turned around, and looked at the shops on the side of the street.

The two suddenly hugged each other.

Li Huai laughed loudly and said, "Brother Ah Liang!"

Ah Liang laughed loudly and said, "Brother Li Huai!"

They each took a step back, A Liang lowered his voice and asked, "Now that you are your brother-in-law, is there any chance?"

Li Huai rolled his eyes and said: "It's over, my sister is married, she is a scholar, taller than you."

A Liang said angrily: "You didn't stop your sister?! Just watched your sister miss a good husband?!"

Li Huai laughed and said, "Ah Liang, you seem to be short again."

A Liang touched his head and sighed.

Li Huai said: "It doesn't matter, you can go home and put more cotton cloth in your boots."

A Liang's eyes lit up, "Brother Li Huai, you are a genius!"

Ah Liang felt that this was feasible, and he was in a good mood, then turned his head to look at the sullen tender Taoist, with a face full of surprise, he wiped his mouth vigorously, "Hey, isn't this Brother Taoting?"

That Ascension Realm, I felt like I was hanging.

This kid Li Huai can speak a little bit of conscience, but this naughty A Liang in front of him really knows how to eat a dog meat hot pot.

In the Daduan Dynasty, on the head of a city in the capital.

A man was wearing a dragon robe and his hair was frosty white.

Beside him was a very tall woman with a long sword in a bamboo sheath hanging from her waist.

Valkyrie, Pei Cup.

There is also a young man in white, Cao Ci.

Pei Cup has a total of four direct heirs, so besides the elder brother who is the bottleneck of the mountain peak, Cao Ci also has two senior sisters, who are not very old, in their fifties, have traveled far away, and have good foundations, and they are on the top of the mountain. environment, there is no suspense.

And this seemingly ordinary evaluation of "good" is relative to Cao Ci, a junior.

The martial arts of the Daduan Dynasty is indeed terrifying.

According to the mountain of Zhongtu Shenzhou, it is the Daduan Dynasty that opened the martial arts shop.

And His Majesty the Emperor, who once traveled far away with Pei Bei to the Hanging Mountains, is already an old man.

He looked at Pei Bei and laughed at himself: "Miss Pei looks like she was back then. I am actually much younger than you, but I am old, so old."

Pei Bei smiled.

He said: "Then I won't delay you and Cao Ci going to the Confucian Temple to discuss matters."

Pei Bei nodded.

He said suddenly, "I haven't touched Miss Pei's hand in my life."

Cao Ci left silently.

Pei Bei patted the old man's arm and said, "I'm very glad to meet Your Majesty."

The old man patted the back of the woman's hand and said with a smile, "Okay."

His Majesty the emperor suddenly felt a little regretful, and asked: "If that young hermit official also goes to discuss the matter, then we, Cao Ci, won't be considered the youngest person to discuss the matter?"

Pei Bei smiled and nodded. In fact, she didn't think it was a big deal.

The old man turned his head to look at the "flawless" young man in white, and asked, "Cao Ci, why don't I change your age for you, anyway, it doesn't matter if you are one year older or younger."

Standing in the distance, Cao Ci clasped fists with the childish old man and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, forget it."

The old man was a little lost.

The temporary ferry to the north of the Confucian Temple.

Even the largest "Snowflake" ferry in the Haoran world couldn't dock, so it could only continue to consume spiritual energy, eat the immortal money, and hang in the sky.

Anyway, the owner of the ferry boat didn't care about the loss.

Between the ferry and the ferry, there appeared a Qingyun bridge that was thousands of feet long, and it was another means of earning money.

A group of people walked down slowly, and a woman dressed very elegantly was chatting with the young man beside her, saying that she would take this opportunity to meet that fairy sister at least. That girl is a woman from the mountain, she is not too old at the age of a hundred years.

a family of three.

Liu Jubao, the god of wealth in Aaiaizhou, and his wife, Liu Youzhou, the first son.

Others are practicing hard, but now Liu Youzhou is busy with only one thing, being forced by his parents to have a blind date.

After blind dates, Liu Youzhou had many reasons for failing every time.

That girl's realm is too high, and the young Yupujing, why should she look at me as a practice waste, isn't it just for my little private money.

She looks too good-looking, like a goddess walking out of a painting, I don't deserve it, so I can only watch it from a distance.

She dislikes my poor painting skills, I'm not the same kind of person, and I can't chat with her. People who practice Taoism have been living for a long time, and they share different dreams every day, and accidents will happen.

So father is anxious, and mother is even more anxious.

Liu Jubao was thinking about Liu Youzhou, a single seedling, and he should help the family to spread its branches and leaves.

It's just that Liu Youzhou's mother had an unusual way of thinking, she always felt that she had such a handsome and promising son, and if she didn't show it off, it would be useless for her to chat with those coquettish female cultivator friends.

And this Mrs. Liu, on Haoran Mountain, is famous for spending a lot of money, any rare robes and dresses, beautiful hairpin jewelry, expensive rouge gouache, dressing table, letterhead, eyebrow pencil, lady pictures... as long as She bought it, at least double the price. Therefore, all the powers on the mountain who are engaged in women's business, every time they have a new style of goods, they will take the initiative to send them to the Liu family in Aiaiazhou. If they don't like it, they will return it, and if they like it, she will buy it at a high price.

Free gift? Who do you look down on?

One of the biggest interests of the woman and her friends is to comment on the great monks on the mountain, or the young and handsome Taoist companions.

That woman, with a wicked look, is not a decent woman at first glance.

Looks like a country aunt, the uglier she is, the more she loves hairpins, the flowers are pretty, and she only wears them when she has no money in her pocket.

Don't look at her looking quite juicy, with high cheekbones, she doesn't need a knife to kill her husband, she is ruthless.

Scorpion packhorn, this couple is a perfect match.

Don't look at the two of them now, they are so close to each other, they are like glue, just wait, in fact, they can't be tied to a slot.

Liu Jubao didn't care about his daughter-in-law's gossip in private, anyway, a dozen or so old women would gather together for some reason to chatter, and the content of their conversations couldn't be spread to the outside world.

The woman took her son's hand and said softly: "Son, if a rich family is looking for a wife, do you know what to look for?"

Liu Youzhou was a little absent-minded and said perfunctorily: "How would I know."

The woman thought to herself and said: "A woman who is too beautiful is either a beauty that brings disaster, or a beauty that brings disaster to her life. Don't look for her."

"First of all, I really like you. Secondly, I have filial piety, and I can treat my parents-in-law as my parents. Finally, she must have money in her eyes, but she must not lose sight of money, or she will be a prodigal. Of course." No matter how lavish my daughter-in-law is, our family will not be able to lose, but the problem is that there are so many gossips on the mountain, and they like to chew their tongues behind their backs the most. Is there anything ugly? I say others can do it, others say me, absolutely not .”

"If you find something wrong, one disaster will overwhelm a hundred riches, and you will lose all your fortunes. But as long as you find the right thing, one blessing will overwhelm a hundred misfortunes."

Liu Youzhou didn't need to listen, but the God of Wealth of the Liu family in Aiaizhou could only patiently listen to the woman's babblings. He had no part to speak at all.

From time to time there is a school exam. What did you say in the third sentence just now? If he is not careful, the woman will burst into tears, complaining that he has a wild heart, and he is absent-minded when he goes out. There is no yellow-faced woman like her in her heart, and the fragrance of wild flowers is not as good as a house flower.

The woman finally restrained her expression and said softly: "Youzhou, when you marry a daughter-in-law, you must marry a kind girl. That is the real blessing, and the first-class way to attract wealth and treasure in the world."

Liu Youzhou nodded, "Although mother has never read a book, she still speaks very honestly."

The woman patted the back of her son's hand and said, "We in Youzhou are so good at talking, why can't we find a wife? It's unreasonable."

Liu Jubao nodded in agreement.

The woman remembered something and warned: "What are you going to do in Tongyezhou? Don't go. It's a smoky place and it's not interesting."

Liu Youzhou said helplessly: "Mom, can you stop talking so much."

The woman took out a kerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes. Liu Youzhou had no choice but to comfort her and try to persuade her mother to stop crying.

Liu Youzhou remembered a girl he met at Leigong Temple for no reason.

A ferry shuttles through the clouds to the ferry west of the Confucian Temple, which is probably thousands of miles away.

Compared with Liu's ferry in Aai Aizhou, it seemed very shabby.

But this ferry boat departing from Fuyao Island will take the initiative to detour when it sees it from a distance, no matter if it is Yufeng Cultivator or other ferry boats on the way.

the reason is simple.

White Emperor City.

On this ferry today, except for Zheng Juzhong, the lord of Baidi City.

There is also Liu Chicheng, who has re-entered the Liulic Pavilion, wearing a pink Taoist robe. And Liu Chicheng's extremely bad-tempered senior sister, Han Qise.

This senior sister, other than the city lord, is recognized as the most talented cultivator in Baidi City. She once vowed to learn twelve kinds of Dao techniques, but now she has only learned ten. The problem is the last two, which are especially difficult. .

Zheng Juzhong left Fuyaozhou this time and returned to China, bringing only two direct descendants with him.

The eldest disciple is named Fu Shu, and he is a sword repairer. The natal flying sword, Qiu Chan. A gourd of raising swords hangs on the waist.

Fu Mo and Master are both dressed in snow-white robes.

Little disciple, Gu Can. Wearing a green shirt, he has gentle eyebrows.

His aunt, Han Qiaose, was standing beside Gu Can at this moment, whispering to Gu Can about those strange people on the top of Haoran Mountain, who had a good relationship with Baidi City, and who had enmity with Baidi City.

The only good temper Han Qiaise had seemed to be given to her nephew Gu Can.

Previously, Gu Can found the ruins of an ancient broken cave in Fuyao Island, and it was she who was secretly protecting the path. It's just that from beginning to end, she didn't have a chance to make a move.

On the ferry, there was also a Chai Bofu who was trembling and dared not breathe. Under the light of the little devil Gu, after going through all kinds of hardships, after arriving at Baidi City, the chicken and dog ascended to heaven, although he failed to become Baidi in one fell swoop. Chengzu Shitang is a direct succession, but as a registered disciple, Chai Bofu's gratitude comes from the bottom of his heart. After all, everyone in the world, Ze Yexiu, who doesn't regard the Baidi City among the colorful clouds as a sacred place in their hearts, just like the Confucian Temple in the eyes of scholars.

Liu Chicheng brought Chai Bofu to Gu Can's room, but because he didn't knock on the door, Han Qiaose from the viewing platform gave him a Dao Dharma.

Liu Chicheng was fine, Chai Bofu had already fallen to the ground in an instant, lying in a pool of blood in the corridor, after struggling to sit up, Liu Chicheng got up alone and went back to the room to recuperate.

It is not easy to reach the sky in the practice of the Dao, and how to achieve it without suffering, just get used to it.

After knocking on the door obediently, Liu Chicheng shook his sleeves, walked into the house, came to the observation deck, leaned on the railing, turned around and said with a smile: "Senior sister, maybe you can meet that Qin Zao from Liuxia Continent this time. "

Han Qiaose sneered and said, "You goddamn bullshit, you don't dare to fart when you see Ah Liang, how can you be a dog."

Liu Chicheng asked with a friendly smile, "Senior sister, why don't I get Gu Can and meet that Celery together?"

If something really happens, there is a senior brother who will take care of him, so he is afraid of the egg. What's more, that Qin Zao is just a paper immortal, with no realm and no real abilities. Otherwise, Qin Zao would have made no achievements on the battlefield in the south of Liuxia Continent. Cong Qian, the immortal who fought on the battlefield, was far behind by more than a little bit. So much so that the master of a sect is not qualified to participate in the discussion.

Han Qiaose's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

Liu Chicheng immediately raised his hands and said, "Okay, junior brother, I promise not to get Gu Can into trouble together."

Han Qiaise and Liu Chicheng, the senior men in Baidi City, were originally Zheng Juzhong's disciples, and the so-called "mentor" had never appeared in Baidi City, so Zheng Juzhong had no regard for monks like Liu Chicheng. In other words, he is half master and half senior brother. The name of senior brother has the reality of master.

The Baidi City in the Middle Earth Divine Continent is very similar to the Sui Chu Palace in Qing Ming Tian Xia.

Wu Shuangjiang issued a decree and everyone was willing to die.

However, in Baidi City, the result is the same, but the reason for not daring is slightly different, that is, everyone does not dare not to die.

Zheng Juzhong's method of manipulating people's hearts has reached its peak.

As the undisputed number one giant in the Demonic Way, Zheng Juzhong’s actions on the battlefield of Fuyao Continent are known as “one man ends a continent’s mountains and rivers”.

So now there is a saying on the top of the mountain: I would rather ask Liu Cha about swords than Zheng Juzhong.

Gu Can understands this deeply.

A few years ago, he returned to "Shu Jian Lake". Forced to change identities again and again, it was Liu Laocheng of Gongliu Island, Liu Zhimao of Qingxia Island, former senior sister Tian Hujun, a bookstore owner in Yunshang City, and the young man Zeng Ye...

Liu Chicheng lay on his stomach, yawning profusely, turned his head, pressed his cheek against the railing, and looked at Gu Can with a smile.

In Baidi City, the "madman" Gu Can.

But in Liu Chicheng's eyes, this junior disciple looked like an extremely outstanding young Confucian scholar, with a slender figure, a face like a crown jewel, and a bookish air all over his body.

Although he has the nickname "Crazy Outlaw", anyone who sees the young man with his own eyes shows that there is absolutely no arrogance in his demeanor or words or deeds.

After Gu Can left the "Shu Jian Lake", Zheng Juzhong personally bestowed a talisman to this direct disciple, and the engraving on the side engraved with the host of the Five Sacred Mountains, and the King of the South of the Hundred Cities.

The inscription on the bottom is that my heart is rebellious.

Liu Chicheng exclaimed, "Which god is so brave as to dare to approach our ferry?"

Gu Can raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He saw an Xianjia ferry with strong water transport and built with carved beams and jade beams. It was extremely exquisite.

As a cultivator in the Immortal Realm, Han Qiaose has better eyesight than Gu Can, and said with a soft smile, "It's that fat woman from Lushuikeng, who suddenly got a high position, so she pretended to be rich."

Mrs. Qingzhong of Lushui Keng, from a great demon who lived in a corner, suddenly emerged and rose rapidly, and now she is nominally in charge of the land and water transportation of Jiuzhou.

Moreover, it is an identity appointed by the Lisheng.

From the Confucian Temple to the mountain, there is no objection.

Strange to say, apart from a few major Confucianist cultures, and the old ancestors of various schools of thought, Li Sheng almost never said anything about right and wrong, or about rules, to the monks on the top of the mountain in the vast world.

I really don't care.

So now this Mrs. Qingzhong is really dreaming, every day feels like a world away, why did she suddenly transform herself into the master of land and water transportation?

And she is really grateful to Zheng Juzhong. It seems that without the Lord of Baidi City, she would not be able to meet that seemingly weak woman, and she would miss the big battle, and maybe stand on the wrong side. Then one day, if she is not careful, she will be slapped half to death by that bastard Huolong Daoist... Every time she thinks of the world of difference here, she becomes more grateful to Zheng Juzhong.

The half-dead Liu Chicheng suddenly stood upright, and said in amazement: "It's a coincidence, there are even the flower masters of the blessed land of hundreds of flowers on the ferry, and the four flower gods are all there. The five fairy sisters are extremely beautiful, and each has its own merits." , a feast for the eyes, but I don’t know if there is a chance that the eyesight will turn into a feast for the eyes..."

Han Qiaise sneered and said: "It's not easy to have a happy life. You just run into it. You can't break through the landscape restrictions on the other side of the ferry. I can help you."

Liu Chicheng really had this idea.

The ferry was getting closer.

Gu Can cupped his fists and saluted from a distance. It doesn't matter whether Mrs. Qingzhong of Lushui Keng and the five ladies of Baihua Paradise on the other side's ferry can't see or care about it.

Han Qise smiled slightly.

As a result, Liu Chicheng was too embarrassed to go and say hello.

Zheng Juzhong didn't show up, but his big disciple Fu Jin showed up. One of the masters, the Flower God, looked at Fu Jianxian, who was once regarded as the "little white emperor" by Haoran Tianxia, ​​with a complicated expression.

And the flower owner of the Blessed Land, with stunning appearance and graceful manners, wore a brocade robe embroidered with hundreds of flowers.

She looked with interest at the young monk who had risen to fame, Gu Can. He is polite, gentle, and has a bookish air from the inside out. How could he be that madman?

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Discussions at the Patriarch Hall in Zhengyang Mountain have never been so frequent in thousands of years.

After today's discussion, a female ancestor lit up her sword one after another, and then Yufeng left the ancestral mountain and returned to the top of her home mountain without a companion.

During this period, she passed by the big and small lonely mountains, which are collectively known as the couple's peak, and they have been idle all the time, and the peak has never been opened, because Zhengyang Mountain has not had a pair of sword cultivators and Taoists who can join hands to become immortals.

Su Jia, the fairy who was famous all over the continent, is the most hopeful to practice Taoism here. Unfortunately, the Dao is impermanent. Thirty years later, many young disciples who have just started now will be at a loss when they hear this name again.

Then she bypassed the immortal's back sword peak, she had stopped before that, she was not a sword cultivator, but she followed the ancestral practice and abided by the rules.

Just when she lowered her head, the female cultivator named Tian Wan sneered. Looking up again, she already had a solemn look on her face.

The height of this mountain peak is second only to Zushan Mountain. On the top of the mountain is a long sword that is a relic of the founder of Zhengyang Mountain. It is not of high rank and is not a semi-immortal weapon, but it is of great significance.

The Patriarch set an iron rule that only when the sword cultivators of later generations in Zhengyang Mountain can reach the age of 100 and become sword immortals can they take away the long sword and put it back into the Patriarch Hall. It can be said that he has good intentions. So this place is also called Jianshan.

The protector of Zhengyang Mountain, the White Ape Yuan Zhenye, has been cultivating on this Beijian Peak all year round. As a descendant of ancient times who moved mountains, Yuan Zhenye has a good name. Zhenye in the mountain means "top". As Zhengyang Mountain successfully entered the sect, the status of this white ape has also risen. Therefore, every time Yuan Zhenye occasionally appeared on other hills, the disciples in the sect would move the ancestor of the mountain, shouting loudly.

Especially when rumors began to spread in the mountains, the Patriarch of Moving Mountains would soon reach the astonishing level of the Upper Five Realms.

Therefore, there are also many young monks who simply call them the Great Sage of Moving Mountains.

The first Wuyue Mountain Monarch in Aquarius Continent to go to the Five Realms is Wei Bo of Piyun Mountain. Then the mountain guard of my family will be the first monk of the upper five realms who was born as a spirit monster.

The people of Zhengyang Mountain have never been so cohesive, and the spirit of the monks has never been so turbulent.

Even if it's just an outsider who has just entered the mountain, even if it's just an ignorant teenager, they start to feel that the once vast Aquarius Continent seems to have become very small all of a sudden, and their vision and thoughts will drift away. The ally of sword repair like a cloud, Luzhou in the north, will float to Tongyezhou in the south, which is full of ruins like a dilapidated basket.

Keeping the clouds open to see the moon, it means that Li Tuanjing of Fenglei Garden died.

It means that Zhengyang Mountain has not only entered the initials of Zong, but is also starting to build the next sect. Although it seems a bit bumpy, no one doubts that Zhengyang Mountain will definitely have a legitimate Xiazong. Looking at the entire Aquarius Continent, even the Shen Gaozong, who is the leader on the mountain, cannot have a lower sect.

Nowadays, those who do good things in Zhengyang Mountain like to comment on the people of Yizhou. More and more young monks on the mountain sincerely feel that Li Tuanjing died early. A certain young sword fairy in the mountain was easily defeated.

Tian Wan returned to Zhuyu Peak, her monastic place was very simple, it was an elegant and quiet courtyard in the middle of the mountain depression, not on a high place in the mountain with a wide view.

She is Tian Wan of Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall, a female patriarch who sits very far back. In charge of Shanshuidibao and Jinghuashuiyue of Zhengyang Mountain's very clear water yamen, Tian Wan is actually in charge of intelligence in name, but she has long been evaded by the Patriarch Tang Zhanglu. She has no right to really intervene in this matter. If something is wrong, just take her out again.

Therefore, Tian Wan is the most insignificant member of the Patriarch Hall in Zhengyang Mountain. In the Patriarch Hall, there are not many of her, and there are not many without her.

I didn't teach any proud disciples with outstanding swordsmanship, and I didn't have much right to speak. I just guarded a Zhuyu Peak with few visitors. Everyone said that if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals. .

But she is also the junior sister of Zou Zi who "talks about everything".

He was also one of twenty people who had a secret meeting in a certain place.

In that secret mountain and water realm that does not require monks to come in person, the suzerain of the Wanyao Sect in Sanshan Paradise, Han Yushu, a monk in the Immortal Realm, has low qualifications and the second-to-last seat position, which is only slightly better than the suzerain of Qionglin Sect who is at the bottom. , every time there is a discussion, these two people are completely speechless and can almost only follow orders, and it is difficult to bargain with anyone.

In the past few decades, a group of young people have also been recruited, and the screening is extremely strict. Even if someone is only a candidate, he needs a recommendation from someone present and a nod of approval from at least half of the people present. If anything goes wrong, there will be extremely serious liability.

For example, Xu Xuan from Luzhou in Beiju was the only disciple of the Great Sword Immortal Bai Shang. It was recommended by the Suzerain of Qionglin Sect.

There are also the dream tourists from Liuxiazhou and the city lord of Rongmao City who goes by the pseudonym Shao Baojuan on the night voyage. It was recommended by the criminal officer.

And in a sense, he was the first person to kick off the war. This person came from Tongyezhou. It was he who accidentally broke through the hidden danger of Fuji Sect. After that, pulling and mobilizing the whole body, there was an accident in Taiping Mountain. The gentleman Zhong Kui died and became a ghost. Madam has some young Taoist priests who are not clear about the relationship. In the end, the two big monsters were unfortunately found by the old master of the Taoist temple.

It's just that these young people are still on the waiting list and cannot participate in the discussion for the time being, and they don't know the identities of the twenty people above.

Tian Wan opened the landscape restriction of the house, stepped into it, sat on the futon after burning incense in the main room, and took out a stick from her sleeve, with a dignified expression, shook it slightly, threw out a bamboo stick, picked it up and looked at it. , she breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't win the lottery, she was neither good nor bad. She was very satisfied that she won the lottery. The result of the last draw almost made her lose her heart. It turned out to be a lottery. Tian Wan had no choice but to use an amulet left by her senior brother to help her change her luck. Sure enough, when times come and turn, vitality appears. Although it is still dangerous, she has her own countermeasures.

Tian Wan put away the bamboo stick in her sleeve, smashed the stick, then closed her eyes, subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab the red thread on her wrist, and after a while, she stood up suddenly, and her figure disappeared instantly.

The people of Zhuyu Peak went to the mountains.

There is no more Patriarch Tian Wan in Zhengyang Mountain.

An old woman took a ferry to Laolongcheng.

A young girl boarded a ferry bound for Niujiaoshan Ferry.

Everywhere in life, there are traces of Feihong's snow and mud, but they will not remain for a long time.

This is Tian Wan’s purpose of cultivating Taoism.

There is also a plain-looking woman who first breathed and gathered clouds on Zhuyu Peak, the size of the umbrella cover, and with the help of formations, shrunk the mountains and rivers, appeared in a rain cloud in the middle of Aquarius Island, and fell together with a torrential rain in the world On the earth, the raindrops condensed into human shapes. She quietly came to a small vassal county in the old Zhuying Dynasty and found Su Jia, whose pseudonym was He Jia, in the bookstore.

As Su Jia's mountaineering leader and earliest preaching teacher, Tian Wan seemed to be coming here to say goodbye to Su Jia.

Because of the heavy rain, the sky and the earth were gray, and it was difficult to walk with an umbrella. The business of the bookstore was much colder than before. Tian Wan put away the oil-paper umbrella, and He Che suddenly looked up, his face full of surprise.

But Tian Wan sighed faintly in her heart, and turned her head to look, a slender man in green shirt and cloth shoes, with a young face, but white temples, holding an umbrella, stood outside the shop door, smiled and said: "Sister Tian, ​​Fairy Su."

Tian Wan finally understood why the previous hexagram sign was a lower sign.

It turned out to be Jiang Shangzhen from Tongyezhou, who was keeping an eye on him.

Jiang Shangzhen stood on the threshold, put away his umbrella, shook the rainwater gently and walked outside the door. He raised his head and said with a smile, "My name is Zhou Fei. I am the chief worshiper of Luoluo Mountain."

Jiang Shangzhen also stopped looking at Tian Wan, looked past the woman, and stared blankly at Su Jia, whose alias He Cheek, "Fairy Su, have you heard of the one-foot spear and the jade-faced young gentleman of the mirror, the water, and the moon? Two, He Xiaoliang, who once quarreled between you and Shen Gaozong, who is the number one fairy in Aquarius Island. Although Yichiqiang thinks that He Xiaoliang is better, he also admires Fairy Su very much. When traveling to a foreign country, I originally planned to go to Zhengyang Mountain to find you, but unfortunately I was unable to meet Fairy Su, which made Mr. Xun regretful."

Jiang Shangzhen leaned against the door, "In my opinion, Fairy He is already a mountaintop person and is becoming more and more fairy-like, but Fairy Su is out of the mud and untainted. The two kinds of people are generally good."

Like a prostitute, flirting comes.

Su Jia was confused. She didn't know who the man in front of him was and why he kept saying strange things.

Tian Wan suddenly laughed and said, "Did Sect Leader Jiang think he had a chance to win?"

Jiang Shangzhen was stunned, pointed at the woman with his umbrella, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you..."

Tian Wan felt something was wrong.

On a ferry, the old woman turned her head and looked towards the door of the house.

A young man in white clothes gently knocked on the door with a closed folding fan and whispered: "A thousand miles of marriage is tied by a thread."

On the other ferry going to Old Dragon City, "Jiang Shangzhen" was leaning on the railing, standing next to the girl admiring the scenery on the bow of the boat, "I only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals."

At the bookstore, Tian Wan suddenly smiled again, "Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan teamed up, it seems like this."

Jiang Shangzhen shook his head and said with resentment in his eyes: "Sister Tian, ​​you can look down on me, but you can't look down on my brother Cui."

Aquarius Island is on the coast of the East China Sea, close to the Qidu estuary.

In the mountains and fields, a woodcutter walked slowly. On a tree, a young man in white sat on the branch, holding the back of his head with his hands, and said lazily: "When the leaves fall in the west wind, the green mountains are all thin, and I always regret that I am not good." I have."

In the sea to the west of Aquarius Island, a man with a sword on his back swam across the water. He turned his head and looked not far away, with a smile on his face, "It's better to take pity on the person in front of you."

The woman in the bookstore was stunned and speechless. She dare not gamble with her life.

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said: "Maybe this is it, it's hard to say goodbye when we meet?"

The woman took a deep breath and asked, "What are you going to do with me?"

Jiang Shangzhen comforted him: "Don't worry, my mountain master is the most compassionate and caring person!"

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The blacksmith shop by the Longxu River.

The round-faced girl was sitting on a bamboo chair under the eaves. She looked intently at the Longxu River in the distance and gave a gentle feed as a greeting.

Liu Xianyang, who was eating melon seeds at the side, immediately turned his head and said with a bright smile: "What's the matter? As long as Miss Yu speaks, Xiaosheng will go through fire and water, no matter what!"

The girl in cotton clothes with the pseudonym Yu Qianyue asked casually: "Do you know what it means to win the title of Toad Palace?"

Liu Xianyang half-crouched and bent over, carrying a bamboo chair in his hand, and moved the chair and the chair to the side of the moon. He didn't push too far, so as not to offend the beauty. He laughed and said: "Tell me about the title on the gold list in the imperial examination." Yu Girl, I’m not bragging. On the mountain where Chen Ping’an, that little bastard, lived, there was a scholar named Cao Qinglang. He was young and very upright. He lived in the blessed land of his hometown. A few years ago, he was only a teenager. , even winning three yuan! Here, it is still very impressive. A few years ago, Cao Qinglang came to Beijing to take the exam and became the second place, the second place of the Great Li Dynasty! It is almost like the seeds of our Aquarius continent to fight for a bloody path. Ranked second in the rankings, this weight, tsk tsk..."

Qiangyue patiently listened to Liu Xianyang's nonsense for a long time, and finally couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you telling me this? It sounds like I don't have anything to do with you. What on earth are you bragging about?"

But there is something good about chatting with Liu Xianyang. This guy dares to scold the owner of Luo Luoshan.

Liu Xianyang glanced at Miss Yu with a smile, and blinked again. Seeing that Miss Yu really didn't understand, Liu Xianyang had to cough and began to explain the reason, "To be honest, Cao Qinglang's imperial examination craftsmanship skills are beyond compare. To say more, at least half of it is my fault, because every time I go to Luopo Mountain to visit, I have to talk to this child about his academic experience. Miss Yu, you know that in terms of traveling thousands of miles, I am better than that little bastard. Egg, it’s just a little inferior, but if you want to read thousands of books of sages, heh, I am this, and Chen Pingan is this.”

When Liu Xianyang said this, he stretched out his thumb and pointed to himself, then raised his little finger and pointed in the direction of Luopo Mountain.

It seemed that while we were chatting, we lost track of the real business.

Credit Moon didn't think there was anything wrong, since she was here anyway, so she had nothing to do. The days in this foreign land are similar to that of the Longxu River, wandering around.

She suddenly said softly, still as if she was talking to herself, "The old duck's dried bamboo shoots are delicious."

Liu Xianyang felt a little embarrassed, "It's not cheap to buy ducks."

Qiangyue asked: "It costs money to pick up a pebble by the river?"

Liu Xianyang smiled awkwardly. It has become increasingly difficult to find ducks by the river recently.

Qiangyue hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but ask the biggest doubt in her heart, "Why is Chen Pingan so afraid of you?"

That guy is truly fearless.

He dared to walk half of the Sword Qi Great Wall, where he had to be neighbors with Long Jun, and had to face Wen Hai's careful calculations. After guarding it alone for so many years, he still returned to his hometown alive.

Liu Xianyang leaned back on the chair, stretched out his legs, and said, "That's not scary."

Qiangyue asked: "What's that?"

Liu Xianyang thought for a moment and said, "It's hard to say. Chen Ping'an is a very strange person. Ever since he was a child, it's hard to understand what he is thinking. Even after being neighbors with Song Banchai for so many years, he still doesn't account for more than half of it." It's a bit cheap, and I won't even envy him. You might say he doesn't care about anything, but that's not true. Ever since I met him, Chen Ping'an has been thinking about making money every day. I just became an apprentice at the entrance of the kiln. At such a young age, I only needed a few copper coins to help me pick a name, but it was not like I was saving a wife book. Back then, Chen Ping'an was just an idiot who didn't understand anything. , I can’t even listen to the corner.”

Qiangyue was even more confused, "You two are so different, how could you get together."

Liu Xianyang said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an saved my life back then in Mu Ping Alley. I was thin-skinned and never said thank you, so I changed my approach and told him that he only needs to follow me here to keep the food and drink. However, after Chen Pingan became an apprentice, he had no worries about food and drink. On the contrary, I was a lavish spender. Every time I received my salary, I would either treat him to a treat or buy blindly, so I often had to borrow money from him to spend. He kept accounts He also kept accounts, one by one, and at that time he looked like a bookkeeper, but he never asked me for debts."

Qiangyue blinked, turned around and asked, "I've already taken care of the accounting. I'm sure I'm still thinking about how you can pay me back one day, right?"

Liu Xianyang shook his head, "Miss Yu, you don't understand. He keeps accounts. He only keeps track of how much money he has earned. He really never thinks about me paying him back. Chen Ping'an has borrowed a lot of money from kiln workers and apprentices. It seems that he has never At first, I didn’t even think about them paying it back. It would be best if I didn’t pay it back and I wouldn’t ask. But one thing is that I am different from everyone else. If I don’t pay back the money, Chen Pingan will still not hesitate to borrow money next time. He hesitated and gave as much as he could, but as long as someone borrowed money once and didn't pay it back, Chen Ping'an would keep a record in his mind no matter what he said. He would borrow money at most once, and after that, he would refuse to borrow it. I won’t give you any money, not even a single copper coin.”

Qiangyue twitched the corner of his mouth, "Hey, this can be used to show off. I am thick-skinned and worthy of being a scholar."

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Let me tell Miss Yu something. Back then, the three of us went to steal melons. The little slug was responsible for stepping on the spot. I moved the melons, and Chen Ping'an helped lookout. After stealing the melons, we found a place to hide and divide the spoils. You guessed it? What's the matter? That guy Chen Ping'an refused to eat every time. He just watched Gu Can and I gnawing wildly over there. No matter how we tried to persuade him, he wouldn't eat. He stole the melon and refused to eat it, but he was willing to look out. What do you think he was trying to do? Once we were bumped into by the owner of the melon field, Gu Can and I immediately ran away and looked back, okay, that kid just stood there and didn't run away."

Xiangyue said: "It's so different from the late Yinguan."

Liu Xianyang asked: "It's different? Isn't it too the same?"

Shengyue was silent for a moment, "At such a young age, and growing up in the countryside, Chen Ping'an's behavior is actually very... inhumane. Let's put it another way, it is very unnatural."

Liu Xianyang is not afraid of Chen Pingan, she is very afraid of the young hidden official.

And the more Liu Xianyang talks about these old things, the more afraid he becomes of the credit.

For a person whose human nature seems to be tending toward divinity at a young age, Qiangyue, as the reincarnation of one of the twelve high-ranking gods, is even more frightened.

"So he is a weirdo."

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "The reason why we are friends is that Gu Can is young and feels that with Chen Pingan by his side, he doesn't have to be afraid of anything. As for me, I just want to make sure of one thing. No matter what Chen Pingan thinks, he is, anyway, I never harm anyone. I was sure at that time that no matter whether I only had a few copper coins or I learned the craft from Old Man Yao and became the best kiln master, and then became rich, I had thousands of dollars in my hand. Two pieces of silver, I dare not sleep in the middle of the night, then call Chen Ping'an as my neighbor, this guy will definitely look out for me like a fool and guard the money."

Credit Moon breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It seems rather silly for you to say that."

Liu Xianyang said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an doesn't need someone to push him forward, but he seems to be in his heart, and he needs someone who can see him whether he is walking in front or standing in the distance. Seeing that, I have a bottom line in my heart. He is not afraid of going a long way. He is only afraid... of going the wrong way. Seeing how Liu Xianyang lives, Chen Pingan will feel that he knows how to live a good life and has hope. I don’t know Why, he understood a truth when he was very young. It seems that if you miss something once, you will be sad and hurt your lungs. The truth is that life is so hard. To be honest, I thought that Chen Pingan was a dead-brained person, unable to get along, and didn't have a life to earn a lot of money. Be his drag bottle, follower."

"In his heart, the little slug in Mud Bottle Lane and the aunt who used to feed him are...his other home. It must never be lost again. He must guard such a small place with all his might. .Because Gu Can's mother is his elder, relative, and the little slug is his younger brother."

"Is there anyone in the world who likes to suffer from birth?"

"A child who hasn't read a day's book and whose parents died early, to put it bluntly, is it because of his family education? Such a little old man, five years old, can remember how good his parents are, how much can he remember? So Chen Pingan does not want to be a good person for the sake of being a good person. Of course he wants something, and nothing more. He wants to make a deal with God.

He had heard the old saying of the old people under the old locust tree, that good people will be rewarded, and those who do good deeds will be reborn as human beings in the next life. So he wants to be a good person for the rest of his life, including his parents' share. "

"Have done a hundred good deeds, and as long as God doesn't always doze off and see a few, he's earned it."

"So when Chen Pingan was young, he was neither afraid of death, but also the most afraid of death. He was not afraid of death, because he felt that life was just like that, and most afraid of death, because he was afraid that the good things had not been done enough, far from enough."

"The heart is the field of blessings, and words and deeds are Fengshui. Therefore, we must know how to cherish blessings, and we must be able to store wind and gather water."

It wasn't until this moment that Credit Yue realized one thing, despite Liu Xianyang's usual foolishness, when he spoke seriously, he really looked like a scholar.

At some point, Liu Xianyang took out a jug of wine, bent over, drank the wine, and looked into the distance.

Credit Yue asked: "Have you ever thought that it will become what it is today?"

Liu Xianyang said with a smile: "I, Chen Pingan, Gu Can, no matter how I thought about it back then, I would never have imagined today."

Credit Yue nodded, "It's almost the same, as I walked on the road, that's it."

The light rain is hazy and moist as crisp, and there is a graceful woman holding an umbrella, walking slowly by the river, as if lightly entering the picture scroll.

She just passed the blacksmith's shop and walked towards the arched bridge.

Liu Xianyang looked strange.

Credit Yue looked over there and asked, "Is she Zhigui from Mud Bottle Lane?"

Liu Xianyang nodded.

Credit Yue asked: "You are so familiar, why don't you say hello?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said nothing.

For some reason, Wang Zhu returned to his hometown alone, and walked past the Longxu River Water God Temple without a statue. Righteousness. A little further, after passing Qidun Mountain and Hongzhu Town, there are Xiuhua, Yuye, and Okinawa Sanjiang Temples, none of which is as big as the official of the Heshen Temple.

After crossing the arch bridge, she walked into the small town, wandered casually, supervised the construction of the government office, the county government office, the Yang family's shop, a deserted school, and the Yuan family's ancestral house in Erlang Lane. Under the steps of Longxiang, not far away are the adjacent New Year's Shop and Caotou Shop.

The rain is getting heavier, the rain is heavy, the day is like night, the rain flows down the steps, like a bouncing stream.

At the gate of Caotou Shop, there was a long bench, and a boy in Tsing Yi with flying eyebrows was accompanying a blind old Taoist priest, each with their legs up, chatting about the mountains.

After seeing Wang Zhu, Chen Lingjun was almost as if he had seen a ghost. The old Taoist Jia Sheng, who roughly knew the identity of the woman and her roots, was not much better. .

The two of them sat upright, with no legs left.

When the little girl who didn't need an umbrella the most in the world walked up the steps step by step along Qilong Lane, and walked away completely, the two brothers and sisters felt relieved, laughed loudly, and said proudly.

The old god of Longmen Realm Fu Xu sighed: "I know all over the world, how many people can know each other well? It's a blessing in life to meet brother Lingjun."

Chen Lingjun sighed unceasingly, "It's a pity that although our two brothers have a high realm, we just have little money. If you have money, you can speak the truth, but if you don't have money, you can't speak the truth. That's why I can't hold my head up against Wei Yeyou. It's good to have money, earn money. Money is hard, if the fairy money is similar to this rain, it will be refreshing."

The old Taoist shook his head and said: "Brothers, it is enough to spend enough money. After all, we are not geniuses like the mountain master. We can just follow the fate to make money. Anyway, there is no need to be kind to everyone. If you don't drink, let the price of wine be high." .”

Wang Zhu came to Niping Lane, walked quickly, and then stopped suddenly, just standing outside someone's ancestral house.

At the door of the house next door, there was a young man with the appearance of a scholar, full of shabbiness, with an oil-paper umbrella lying across his knees, as if he was waiting for Wang Zhu to appear.

If Chen Lingjun on the other side of Qilong Lane saw this person, he would slap him if he jumped up. They are all surnamed Chen, brothers from the same family.

Chen Zhuoliu.

The Jiang family of Yunlin, who had quietly walked to Qidu estuary before, was just traveling.

But even if he only appeared from afar, Wang Zhu was already uneasy, and had to go out again, and finally chose to return to the small town.

The green-clothed scholar stood up, leaned on the ground with an umbrella, and asked with a smile: "But those who know the rivers and lakes are all hard-working people. Little evils, aren't they?"

Wang Zhu's face was pale, he was silent for a moment, his eyes were firm and he said: "Go fight elsewhere."

Chen Zhuoliu smiled and said, "I have no idea for now. Why don't we go to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple together?"

Wang Zhu asked, "Will Ning Yao go?"

Chen Zhuoliu shook his head and said, "Probably not."

It was hard to get rid of the relationship with Haoran Tianxia, ​​and there is no reason to let a flying city be wrapped up in it again.

Wang Zhu said, "I won't even go."

Chen Zhuoliu asked, "Have I agreed?"

Wang Zhu tightly held the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, without saying a word.

Chen Zhuoliu laughed and said, "Okay, today is just to catch up on old times. By the way, I would like to remind you, don't think about going to the barbaric world through Guixu to lord it over others, you will die."

Wang Zhu remained silent.

Chen Zhuoliu shook his head, "I'm really stupid. Just like before, I haven't made any progress. The only smart thing is to rely on intuition to hide here. If you escape to the ruins in front of me, you will definitely be hacked to death." .”

Wang Zhu asked: "Is there a trap over there at Guixu? Is it a Qi trainer from the lineage of raising dragons?"

Chen Zhuoliu said in amazement, "It's not so stupid."

The scholar in green shirt opened his umbrella and passed Wang Zhu in the alley.

Wang Zhu didn't turn around and asked, "Why did you save me once?"

The scholar stepped in the mud step by step, no different from an ordinary master, and said with a smile: "Compared with the dragon-raising technique, I hope that there will be a real dragon in the world. And you are too thin."

Wang Zhu frowned.

The implication of that man's words couldn't be simpler, let him fatten you up and then kill him.

After Wang Zhu walked out of Mud Bottle Alley, his golden eyes were filled with hatred.

She finally leaned against the wall and looked at the two adjacent small houses.

Chen Zhuoliu went to Qilong Lane and walked down the stairs from Qilong Lane.

Chen Lingjun crossed his legs and nibbled on melon seeds. Suddenly he was startled, jumped up, laughed loudly, stood on the threshold of the shop with his hands on his hips, "Brother Chen, did you run out of money and walk on two legs?" Huaihuang County? Otherwise it would take so long? It would be easy to wait for me to look forward to the stars and the moon every day! I told you earlier that they are all in the Beiyue territory. I am good friends with Mr. Wei Dashan. You just need to report If you use my name, you can drink for free and take a boat with a sky-high reputation!"

It is estimated that among the dragon water descendants in the world, only Uncle Chen dares to say to a dragon slayer that it is better to wait.

The shabby scholar, whose trousers were stained with mud, trotted down the steps and reached the eaves of the thatched shop. He put away his umbrella and said with a smile, "Forget about this."

Chen Lingjun slapped the scholar on the head and said angrily: "You can forget anything, but how can you forget this? You, a foreigner from another continent, are really going to encounter a dangerous accident on the mountain, and let people know that your brother's friend is that person?" Lord Weishan of Yunshan can save your life!"

The scholar smiled and nodded, and then apologized: "I can't stay long. After a drink, I have to travel far away."

Chen Lingjun looked sad. He had already thought about how to entertain this brother who cut off the chicken head and burned the yellow paper, how to visit Luopo Mountain at home, how to discuss with Wei Bo at Piyun Mountain, and how to take his friends to visit more places. It’s a beautiful place with mountains and rivers that outsiders can’t go to, but you can’t leave after just one drink.

But Chen Lingjun soon smiled brightly, brothers, please be considerate.

Chen Lingjun immediately turned to the old Taoist priest and shouted: "Brother Jia, prepare a table full of food and drinks!"

The old Taoist priest was very considerate and said with a big smile: "Brother Lingjun has spoken, and the table must be arranged!"

The scholar crossed the threshold with an umbrella and suddenly asked: "If there can only be one true dragon in the world, who do you think is more suitable?"

Chen Lingjun chuckled and said: "Look, I'm talking big words before I even drink. Okay! You are indeed my good brother. If you don't drink, you will be like this. After drinking, there are only a few heroes in the world. There are only a few around the wine table." .”

He winked and lowered his voice deliberately: "Do you know that girl named Wang Zhu is a real dragon! She is the one who walked out of our place! She just passed by Qilong Lane, and she is on the same footing with you. She even said hello to me, calling her Lingjun brother, which made me feel a little embarrassed. Do you know why I am so familiar with her? My husband has been a neighbor with her since he was a child. What kind of relationship do we have? We are childhood sweethearts. Shit, this is it..."

Chen Lingjun stretched out his hands and tapped his thumbs.

The unruly scholar just laughed it off.

He reached out and touched Chen Lingjun's head.

In the end, he got elbowed by that bastard and cursed: "Presumptuous! I treat you like a brother, but you treat me like a son?!"

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A Liuxia boat, as if startled, suddenly appeared, and in the blink of an eye, it docked steadily at the northern ferry.

The three of them stepped down, young men like vultures, with sharp eyes.

A handsome young man with a cage and a bird, he is romantic and suave.

There is also a beautiful woman like a flower and a jade.

It was Liu Wei, the great monk who fell in Fuyaozhou and recovered from his injuries in Liuxiazhou.

The two immortals in Liuxiazhou came from the same sect, the suzerain Qinzao and the elder sister Congqian.

Qin Zao, who was holding back all the way and didn't dare to speak, finally couldn't help but said: "Senior sister, do you really want to argue with that guy?"

He was talking about that Ah Liang who was a guest at the sect before and made a special trip to visit his senior sister.

Cong Qian glared at each other, "You don't need to do anything, just stay aside when the time comes."

The great monk Liu Hua, who was extremely old but had a youthful face, gloated and said, "Ah Liang will definitely suffer if he fights here."

An old man with a big beard and straw shoes with a bamboo stick, accompanied by a young man with a bookcase on his back, and a young girl with a big suitcase, named Zhuoyu and Diansu respectively.

In a fairy shop in Wenjindu, there is a fairy master on the mountain who is asking the shopkeeper about the price of a copybook, which is the treasure of the shop.

It was a painting of wood and stone, which was said to be the authentic work of Su Zi, and the shop had just acquired it from Fuyaozhou.

There is a small clump of bamboo on the slope and a dead tree, full of wild interest.

The old man with the bamboo stick smiled and narrowed his eyes, listening to the bargaining between the two sides.

Diansu said softly: "Master, it's a fake."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

The boy rolled his eyes.

The shopkeeper is a person who knows how to do business, so he doesn't care about anything.

But a young man said angrily: "Why is it a fake? More than a dozen Danqing masters have helped to inspect it, and it is the authentic one!"

The bamboo stick old man hurriedly pulled the boy and girl away from the shop.

In the city of Panshui County, there is a young and handsome young man in white with a wicker hanging from his waist. Beside him was a 30-year-old man with an oil-paper umbrella on his back.

Beside the two of them, there are two women, one of them is wearing a fence and has a slender figure. There is also a girl named Chunqing.

In the four sides of the Confucian Temple, there are also the Tianjun Xie Shi of Beiju Luzhou, the Great Sword Immortal Baishang, the Emperor Lu of the Dayuan Dynasty, the owner of the Yunxiao Palace of the Chongxuan Department, and Yang Qingji, the master of the Dayuan Kingdom.

Qi Zhen, the emperor of Aquarius Continent, Song Changjing of the Great Li Dynasty.

There was the young emperor with the two beautiful ladies by his side. When the ferry docked, he hesitated, took off the big frost armor on his body, and handed over the Bingjiajia pill to the side named Xiexiu. beauty.

A barefoot old man with white hair and purple clothes, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, appeared from the sky, falling into the earth like a star.

Suishan Mountain God and Jiuyi Mountain God left the mountain area respectively, and then rushed to the Confucian Temple side by hand. In addition, there are five lakes and waters, who are also on their way.

On the other side of Tongyezhou, Wei Ying, the new patriarch of Yuguizong, came to the Confucian Temple alone.

Confucian Temple Gongde Forest.

An old scholar is not so particular about watching chess without saying a word. He is teaching two old masters how to play chess. Naturally, both players will not listen to him. hand, the old scholar said heartbrokenly: "How come there are people like you who don't want to win chess but want to lose? Come, come, listen to me sincerely, Mr. Dong, you just landed here. Such a fairy hand is shocking. You have to worry that even the chessboard and the table will not be able to withstand this overwhelming momentum..."

Always ignored.

The old scholar suddenly remembered something, "Master Dong, you don't seem to have any fame?"

The old master surnamed Dong didn't bother to care about the old scholar's knowingly asking, and said with a smile: "There was no imperial examination at that time."

The old scholar nodded with his beard, turned to the other person and said, "Master Zhou Shan, he was born as a Jinshi, that's amazing."

He quickly added another sentence, "It's a pity that it is a small country under the vassal. There are few people who take the exam, and there are many Jinshi. The gold content is slightly insufficient."

The head of the academy nodded and said: "That is definitely not as good as Wen Sheng's second place in the list of disciples."

"It's boring to talk like this."

The old scholar shook his head, "Master Zhou, do you know why you are the head of the academy now, and you can't be a grand sacrificial wine?"

The former head of Yufu Academy, "I don't know."

The old scholar whispered, "Maybe it's because your name is Zhou Mi, and you didn't choose a good name."

Zhou Mi endured it, forget it. You can't scold Wen Sheng.

I can only be annoyed by old scholars, so is it possible to sit and discuss with old scholars and learn from each other? If it is replaced by an ordinary academy head, gentleman and sage, it is estimated that the context will be changed directly.

Master Dong suddenly stood up and said that he was going to receive guests.

Zhou Mi is similar, there are people in Beiju Luzhou who need him to come forward.

The two stinky chess baskets left.

Only the old scholar was left sitting on the stone bench, and he couldn't understand the chess game anyway, so he thought about his disciples all by himself.

The old man is a little lonely.