Sword comes

After Cao Xi, who likes to talk carelessly, left, Xie's house was immediately restored to cleanliness. The whole family, from the woman who was in charge of the house, to a pair of children, to several old servants and old women, walked on tiptoe, lest they disturb Xie. Take a real break.During this period of time, the family members of the Xie family lived in an unreal way. Suddenly, from the family tree of Jiaxu, a living ancestor walked out, who lived for countless springs and autumns.

I am afraid that there is only the long-browed boy who has been taciturn since he was a child, and his mood is relatively stable, because Xie Shi roughly explained the outside world to him, and let the boy follow Ruan Qiong to forge swords and iron for a while. It would be better to be domineering.The young man with long eyebrows has a tenacious heart. Even though he learned that his ancestor Xie Shi will soon be the first heavenly monarch in Juluzhou in the north, and that he is actually superior to his master Ruan Qiong in terms of cultivation and status, the young man still has no intention of changing his family. This made Xie Shi feel a little appreciative in his heart, this is the measure that the descendants of the Xie family should have.

The young man is destined not to know that if Chang Meier's mind is a little uncertain, Xie Shi will give up the idea of ​​cultivating him, and even take the initiative to say something to Ruan Qiong, so as to avoid misfortune for the family and further disasters.

This means that Changmeier has almost completely lost the possibility of proving longevity and revitalizing the family style.

The immortal masters on the mountain take disciples, especially the land immortals of Taoism, who attach great importance to cultivating the mind. It is often not a matter that can be finalized in a few years. They often travel around for dozens of years before they can find a satisfactory disciple who can inherit the incense.During this period, many immortal masters will give various tests. Wealth, honor, life and death, love, and many worldly first-class things are all the hurdles of cultivating the Tao and reaching the sky. Whether to continue to stay in the river and be a miscellaneous fish, or a carp jumping over the dragon's gate, may only be in one thought trade-off between.

The road is long, and every Qi practitioner who has entered the tenth realm, especially the upper five realms, without exception, is a generation of amazing talents.

It’s just that there are three thousand roads, and there is no fixed number of climbing routes, so each has its own destiny. The disposition that Tianjun Xie Shi doesn’t like, in the eyes of other sages or heretics, may be a good material in the rough.So there is an old saying that there is no unparalleled road.

Of course, Xie Shi's status is high, and his vision is naturally lofty. In fact, with the talent and talent of a young man with long eyebrows, he will be an extremely sought-after embryo of Taoism among the immortal sects in Aquarius Continent. He doesn't care about anything. He must be accepted as a disciple first. Every time there is an extra middle-five realm god in the mountain gate, whether it is used to deter the emperors and generals of the secular dynasty, or the subtle relationship with the "neighbors" on the surrounding mountains, it will be a great help. How can he be as picky as Xie Tianjun .

Xie Shi drank the wine slowly, with a sad expression on his face.

"Old Ancestor, do you have something on your mind?" The long-browed boy sat across the table, a pair of high-looking incense sticks, seeing that no outsiders were at home, they jumped off the plaque in the lobby, chasing and fighting on the boy's shoulders and head , cheerful and playful.The long-browed boy has long been accustomed to this.

Xie Shi drank sullenly, "I just have a guilty conscience."

The long-browed boy said in astonishment: "The old ancestor is so powerful, and still needs to do something against his will?"

Xie Shi smiled, "You will still be so unhappy in the future, so there is no need to make a fuss. Your temperament is more straightforward than agile, you are good at learning swords, and you are pure in Taoism. You need to ask yourself the truth, and it is not easy.”

Xie Parent nodded.

Xie Shi looked at the slightly immature face and sighed in his heart.

Troubled times are approaching, and it is destined to be exciting, but there will also be many helpless life and death, and the mountains and the mountains are the same.

Xie Shi waved his hand, indicating that the boy can leave.

A pair of incense figures jumped back to the plaque and waited, cuddling each other and whispering.

Xie Shi closed his eyes and meditated, breathing continuously, forgetting to wander.

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After Cao Xi left Peach Leaf Alley, he started to stroll casually, walking in the streets and alleys, a smiling rich man, outsiders don't know his prominent status, but Cao Xi can chat with anyone.If not for all the treasures in the Lizhu Cave Sky have been searched out, with Cao Xi's temper of "plucking the wild goose's hair" in Po Whirling Island, he would have to turn the town upside down to enjoy himself. According to the secret letter of Dali Cao's descendants, Dali collected magic weapons like fishing in a dry marsh, and he really gained a lot. Even if his cultivation level is as high as Cao Xi, he is a little greedy.

In the dragon slaying battle, the sages of the three religions and hundreds of schools fought a bloody battle here, and the fight was turned upside down, and the corpses fell like snow, and then four saints descended from the sky, and the ground was made into a prison, and all the treasures were left in the small cave, once every sixty Open the door to welcome guests, each rely on his ability, pay to enter the door, rely on his eyesight to pick up leaks, there are many lucky ones whose realm suddenly skyrocketed after going out.

Cao Xi hesitated for a moment, and said to himself: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. If you don't say a few words, I don't think so."

When he came to the supervisory office, the porter had poor eyesight and was not qualified to know about Cao's family affairs and the affairs of the mountain, so he aggressively blocked Cao Xi from the door, but Cao Xi was not angry, and stood at the gate of the office with a smile Chatting with the concierge outside, coming and going, it's quite lively.As a result, Cao Jun, who moved out of the Cao family's ancestral house and came here temporarily, noticed something strange, and raised a complaint to Cao Mao, the supervising officer. The old ancestor who had been thinking about it day and night, fell to the ground without saying a word, and kowtowed.

Scared the porter out of his wits.

Don't look at Cao Mao chatting and laughing happily with Wu Yuan, the county guard. He didn't take Wu Yuan, a disciple of the national teacher who was born in a poor family, in his heart. He is a well-known noble son in Dali Capital. In front of me, it is really unambiguous. No wonder Cao Mao lost his sense of proportion. Cao Xi, the oldest ancestor of the family, is even more superior than the ancestor who won the title of Shangzhu Kingdom for the family. Only the descendants of each generation of the Cao family are qualified to know This great secret is used to shake it out in times of crisis. My ancestor, the land sword fairy of Posuozhou, and the half owner of Zhenhai Tower, this is a life-saving talisman that is more effective than the iron coupon for avoiding death.

Cao Xi walked up to Cao Mao and kicked him, "Get up, stop embarrassing yourself here."

Cao Mao got up quickly, not even willing to pat the dust on the official uniform. The young man's eyes were red with excitement, from the bottom of his heart.

How can the gods and figures of the upper five realms be seen as soon as they want to see them?What's more, it's an ancestor whose name is clearly written on his family tree!

With such a big backing, in the future, Cao's children can't walk sideways, not to mention in this corner of the Great Li Dynasty, or in the whole Aquarius Continent?

Cao Xi asked: "Have you found out about Chen Ping's ancestral home?"

Cao Mao respectfully said: "I report to the patriarch, I have found out that there is nothing special about it, and it has been traced back for hundreds of years, they are all ordinary people in the small town, not even a well-documented qi trainer appeared. .”

Cao Xi hummed, "Then this matter is simple now. It's just that this is a very strange thing. Either Longweixi Chen's hands and feet have been tampered with, or a certain ancestor's luck is too ' Du', eating enough food for free, has paid in advance for the blessings of dozens of generations of descendants. Forget it, don't worry about these, it's just a trivial matter."

Cao Mao bent down, wanting to lead the ancestor to the lobby of the government office, but Cao Xi said angrily, "I'm ashamed to sit in that lobby for a big-ass official."

Cao Mao was at a loss.

He really doesn't have any experience in how to deal with the ancestors of the gods. It is estimated that his grandfather, the current Patriarch of the Cao family of Shangzhu Kingdom in Dali, will also be at a loss here.

Cao Xi stood under the archway in the government office square, and said with a sneer, "Cao Jun, get out of here."

Not long after, Cao Jun, who was wearing a pair of long and short swords, came lazily, saw that Cao Xi was not in good shape, and said with a smile: "Why, you got angry at Xie's house, and you want to use me as a punching bag, don't you?" You came all the way here just to scold me?"

Cao Xi glanced sideways at Cao Jun, "Like a bird!"

Cao Jun laughed and said, "There is no other way, just follow the ancestors."

Deep down in Cao Mao's heart, he was a little envious of the young swordsman who only knew his name and was born in the same clan, and dared to talk to his ancestor in such a foolish tone.

Cao Xi was silent for a moment, carefully looked at the layout of the government office and the feng shui circulation, and asked without warning: "Has the government office just been renovated? Who gave the idea?"

Cao Mao looked around, and then said in a low voice: "It was the grandfather who took the blueprint of the government office and asked a senior Lu family in the capital to give some advice. Old ancestor, what's wrong, is it wrong?"

Cao Xi's face was gloomy and uncertain, "Isn't it right? It's very appropriate. Compared with before, it is more hidden from wind and water. With a little modification, it will be the finishing touch and beautiful handwriting. It will probably become your dragon's place for Cao Mao. Well, don't get me wrong, If you don’t have such a good life, you should be the Dragon Emperor. If there are no accidents in your life, if you die, you will be the hereditary title of Shangzhu Kingdom. If you are lucky, you may be the ancestor of Zhongxing in the family tree in the future.”

Cao Mao was ecstatic and couldn't hide it no matter what.

Cao Jun habitually squinted and smiled.

Cao Xi was a little helpless, he managed to create a big family with flourishing children, how could it end up being full of wimps, a Shangzhu kingdom of a dynasty, can laugh from ear to ear?

Cao Xi was in a bad mood for a while, but he didn't show it on his face.

Cao Xi has no reason to think of the ancestral house that has been repaired by others. It is somewhat different from the memory. For example, in the heavy rain, the dilapidated house when he was a child, the water droplets on the eaves and the patio have been dilapidated year after year, and he has no money to go to the old house. Mending, when it rains, the ground will be splashed with rainwater, and the patio in the Fuyu portal, no matter the rain or snow, "wealth and good luck" will fall into the pool under the patio of your own house, but you will never let the patio around the patio. If the ground becomes wet, it is called to accept Feng Shui cleanly. According to the old generation in the town, if the ancestors accumulate virtue and reward a hundred grains of rice, the descendants can use the big bowl of the above-ground pool to receive it exactly. Live in a whole hundred grains of rice, instead of taking half a bowl of rice at most like Cao Xi's childhood house.

The ancestral house that has collapsed and been repaired now is a blessing in disguise. If you believe in the gods and gods, you will be able to catch all the ancestral shadows.

Cao Xi murmured: "There must be more celebrations in a family of good deeds, don't you have to believe a little bit?"

A fiery red fox sitting on the top of the archway sneered: "It's fine for others to believe this, but you, Cao Xi, also believe it? If you really believe it, you won't be able to get to where you are today!"

Cao Xi didn't look up, and said with a sneer: "That's because I, Cao Xi, have a strong destiny and great ability, so I don't have to believe it, but if I don't believe a little bit about the hopeless Cao family in Aquarius Island, I'm afraid they will say no one day." It's gone."

Cao Jun joked: "Do you really believe it? Why, the ancestors have to do good deeds to accumulate virtue? This is really the sun coming out from the west."

Cao Xi turned to look at Cao Jun, "Don't worry about that sword embryo, if you feel bad, I will make it up to you later."

Cao Jun's smile became colder, "Why?"

Cao Xi put down a sentence: "I am your ancestor."

Cao Jun laughed suddenly, "That's it! Good people are rewarded, and our ancestors will live long!"

The fiery red fox stood on the archway, clapping its paws vigorously to congratulate, but it could say something sarcastic, "Wow, the picture of a father being kind and filial to the son, the ancestors were generous, and being filial to the children and grandchildren, it's really warm, no, no, no, no!" , I'm about to shed tears..."

Cao Xi snorted coldly, didn't bother to pay attention to the mean-mouthed fox, turned around and threw down his sleeves, and strode away.

When the old man walked out of the government office, the sky was overcast, and it was really going to rain.

When he returned to his ancestral house in Niping Lane, a patter of spring rain came unexpectedly, and it became heavier and heavier.

Cao Xi was alone, sitting in the small lobby, without a plaque, and the incense villain who finally appeared had already been eaten.

It's just a lonely dilapidated house.

Cao Xi got up suddenly, went to the kitchen cupboard and took out a large white bowl, walked to the pool corresponding to the patio, squatted on the edge, stepped on the pebbles in the small pool with both feet, and used the white bowl to catch the rainwater.

After filling a small bowl of rainwater, Cao Xi took a sip and immediately poured it into the pool, complaining: "Scholars can only talk nonsense. There is no good wine in this hometown water."

Cao Xi sighed, dazed.

Finally, the old man held the water bowl and looked back. It seemed that an old woman was working in the house. It seemed that she stopped, hugged the broom, stood there quietly, and looked at her son with a smile.The son wants to support but the relative does not wait for him. As a mother, he does not enjoy the slightest blessing, but as long as the son is promising, it does not matter.

The old man who has already enjoyed the glory and wealth of the world has not been so sad for 100 years. His teary eyes are hazy, and he whispers softly: "Mother, my silly mother."

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At the southern foot of Piyun Mountain, the construction of Linlu Academy has already broken ground. It seems that tall buildings are rising every day. Dali attaches great importance to this academy. Two orders were issued, one for the state capital and one for the sheriff's office.

Huang Tingguo's alias, Cheng Shuidong, was dressed in a well-fitting green shirt, and he had the temperament of a master.

Together with the Great Li Emperor and the national teacher Cui Yuji, there are only a handful of people who know the identity of the old Jiao.So even though Cheng Shuidong's works are widely circulated and well-known in the area north of Aquarius Island, but letting a little servant of Huang Tingguo serve as the deputy head of Linlu Academy still caused a lot of criticism in the Dali government. The temple felt that Cheng Shuidong did not have a prestigious title in the Confucian school system, and his weight was too light to convince the public. The military officials were even more dissatisfied. A bad old man of Huang Tingguo, it is good to be alive, but he even wants to be the seed of Dali our sir?

Lao Jiao and Wei Bo stood side by side, looking at the bustling and dusty academy site together, this was the first time the two of them met in private.

The old Jiao sighed, "You, Wei Bo, come back from the ashes again and again, which is unexpected."

First, he was the righteous god of Beiyue in the Shenshui Kingdom, and then his golden body was broken by Da Li, and he sank into the bottom of the water. After that, he was finally helped to piece together the broken golden body, and managed to keep the incense burning. He took off the golden bodies of the two chess-playing immortals and became the lowest land god. He was worse than the ordinary Hepo Hebo, but in the end, he turned out to be the righteous god of Beiyue in Piyun Mountain.

It is estimated that Dali's original mountain righteousness is not lacking in the desire to fight Wei Bo desperately.

Lao Jiao traveled far and wide in his early years, and he and Wei Bo were actually old acquaintances.

The sky began to rain lightly, and the dust was pressed back to the earth.

Of course, Lao Jiao and Wei Bo don't have to worry about the rain on their bodies.

Wei Bo stretched out one palm and shook it lightly, the rain curtain in front of him swayed, and said with a smile, "Why don't people in the world envy the gods? What's more, the gods are in the front and the gods are in the back."

Lao Jiao asked softly: "Emperor Dali really wants to go south to Longquan County?"

Wei Bo didn't hide, and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm going to take a trip in the near future. It must be fun for you, an old dragon, to have an audience with the True Dragon Emperor. How are your preparations for the meeting ceremony?"

Lao Jiao smiled and said: "It's ready, it's not worth mentioning."

Wei Bo stretched out his finger to the side of the small town, and asked, "Will you fight? If you fight, will you take action?"

Lao Jiao hesitated for a moment, unwilling to take the future mountain god as a fool, "What can I do if I'm on a pirate ship?"

Wei Bo felt a little headache, "Just don't break my Piyun Mountain."

Lao Jiao laughed loudly and said, "You've taken this place as your home so soon?"

Wei Bo chuckled, "I am a person who likes the new but never tires of the old."

Lao Jiao stretched out his hand and nodded the white-clothed god beside him, "It's rare in the world to not tire of the old."

Wei Bo laughed heartily, "It must be because you don't know enough."

Wen Xian knew the elegant meaning, Lao Jiao immediately restrained his smile, and reminded: "There are some things that others can do, but we cannot say."

Wei Bo nodded, remembering something, "I have to go to Luopo Mountain, I won't accompany you in the rain."

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On the Longxu River, raindrops slammed hard on the river.

Under the stone arch bridge, a woman with lush green hair like water plants hovered on the bottom of the river, sobbing. She thought of her grandson, and then thought of the miserable situation where half of her golden body was destroyed, and she became more and more sad. The door is so difficult to mix, not to mention that grandson is far away in Zhenwu Mountain, practicing among so many gods and monsters?

She used to happily patrol the Longxu River every day, thinking that she had managed to save so many valuable and not-so-valuable treasures by relying on arrogance and shameless intimidation, thinking that one day she would give them all. For the grandson, so that he will not worry about money on the road of cultivation, but now he is suffering from great pain and destroying his golden body at the source of the river, so that this river god woman who has no temple incense can really understand The truth of the unpredictable nature and the hardships of practice, she has been hiding under this stone arch bridge every day recently to wash her face with tears.

Then the woman suddenly stopped choking, endured the horror in her heart, and quickly swam to a place near the shore, obediently giving way to a superior.

Of course the woman recognizes the Iron Talisman Jiang Zhengshen, whose name is Yang Hua, who is most likely the youngest high-ranking Jiangshen in Dongbao Pingzhou. She has long golden hair and a visor on her face , holding a long sword in her arms, has a very bad temper, and there are many passing ghosts who died in her hands.

The Longxu River is the upper reaches of the Tiefu River, and of course it belongs to the waters of the Tiefu River, so Yang Hua's inspection of the river is the proper meaning in the title, but after Yang Hua was promoted to the river god, she never went to the boundary of that river Today is the first time I have seen the waterfall.The woman river god named Ma Lanhua in her lifetime, even if she became a deity, she still had the shrunk-headed street manners. She lowered her head and timidly said a polite word, then raised her head, and Yang Hua had already gone tens of miles upstream swiftly.

The woman was angry in her heart, and felt that this young woman and aunt was too incapable of being a human being. Even if she was her immediate superior, she didn't even say hello, which was too careless.

So the woman began to blame herself again, feeling that she was being bullied by others.

In the end, the woman was afraid of her grandson, and would be treated like this outside. The woman covered her heart with one hand and wiped her tears with the other. Then, like a carp wagging its tail, she swam quickly to her lair to take a look at her treasures They, thinking that they will all be generous dowry gifts for her grandson in the future, can she be a little bit happier, and feel that there is still hope for this miserable life of dying and suffering.

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Outside the post station, there was a wheelbarrow with a fortune-telling booth parked. The young Taoist did not even open the booth, but he began to tell a fortune-telling postman by palm reading. In the eyes of other post station officials, it was nonsense. Badao, a chicken pecking rice, is extremely ridiculous.In the end, the young Taoist confiscated the copper coins. In fact, the postman didn't even think about spending money. Fortunately, the Taoist was very sensible, so he only asked for a bowl of hot water.

The young Taoist wiped his mouth, waved goodbye to the post station with a bright smile, and continued pushing the cart forward.

At the post station, someone rubbed his eyes vigorously, huh?How could there be a woman dressed as a Taoist nun behind the fortune-telling liar out of thin air?

The beautiful Taoist nun asked softly: "Little uncle, you said that you are not the best at fortune-telling or playing chess, so who is the best?"

The Taoist named Lu Chen said with a smile: "Your real little uncle, a poor brother, who will play chess better than the poor one in the future, and will beat that devil in Baidi City, and who will tell fortunes better than the poor one, will make... ...Sigh, it hurts my feelings if I don't talk about it. In short, this "one plus one is still one, plus one is still one" senior brother has always been stronger than Pindao."

The Taoist nun was He Xiaoliang who was kidnapped by Lu Chen from the Shengao Sect, the heartless woman who made Wei Jin of Fengxue Temple drink a pot of heartbroken wine.

In fact, she had also come here as a jade girl before, and Jintong represented the Taoism of Aquarius Island, and retrieved the magic weapon of victory that the patriarch left in Lizhu Cave.When they were leaving, they failed to take away Ma Kuxuan, instead she had an extra beautiful snake gallstone. There is no way, her fate is so deep that it attracts attention from all over the world. It seems that wherever you go, good things like to take the initiative He leaned close to her, and couldn't stop it.

The Taoist nun hesitated.

She wanted to ask a question that even the junior uncle of Shen Gaozong couldn't think through.

Why is this person by her side the real deadlock for Qi Jingchun's death.

Why!

You must know that Qi Jingchun's cultivation level at that time, if not because he didn't want to fight the East Aquarius Continent into the sea, and didn't want to hurt the people in the town, he only chose to meet the enemy with two natal words, but shot with all his strength, this god said Can the young Taoist really be able to contend?Could it even be guaranteed to kill Qi Jingchun? !

There is a world of difference between winning an Upper Five Realm and killing an Upper Fifth Realm.And the terrifying and destructive power that erupted after knowing that he would die in the upper five realms was unimaginable.

Unless there are immortals who are one or two realms higher, trying to control the battlefield, or someone can move out of a small cave as a cage.

This is why Xie Shi dared to come to the town alone.

I can really die in Longquan County, but you Dali have to weigh the consequences first.

At that time, Li Er was in the Sui Palace, and it was the same reason.

However, Lu Chen had already figured out her problem, and said with a smile: "Dao Ke Dao is very Dao, what does it mean? It is words and words, which can be used to speak, but it is far from enough to explain the Dao. As for the meaning of Poverty Dao Well, it’s actually the question you wanted to ask, and Pindao won’t answer it.”

He Xiaoliang smiled wryly.

This "Little Martial Uncle" who inexplicably appeared in Shengaozong said countless strange words along the way. She often couldn't figure it out, and then she simply stopped thinking about it. He would talk about it if he wanted to. It doesn't stop, it doesn't work if you close your ears or even close the door of your heart, his voice will still sound in your heart, but when he doesn't want to say it, he can stay silent for ten days and a half months.

Lu Chen looked towards the small town, and began to write strange words again, "Everyone envies the gods. Whether the gods are good or not is naturally good, but why don't you, Wei Bo, envy you, because you have never been a real god."

"Ask yourself, if you are ashamed, if you are ashamed, if you are ashamed, you have ghosts in your heart. The next road to the heavenly monarch will be a bit difficult for you."

"Tsk tsk, is your grandson being bullied by others? If he doesn't bully others, he is kind-hearted. He has a great future, but his temperament is really unlikable, but there is no way, a good life is a good life."

"It's strange to say that it is also a person who went out of a small town and returned to his hometown at the same time. Xie Shi has been a good god all his life, but he has to do something wrong. Cao Xi has been a bastard all his life, but he did something. Honest thing."

Speaking of this, the young Taoist suddenly turned his head to look at He Xiaoliang behind him, and asked with a smile, "Can you hear the thoughts of ordinary masters?"

He Xiaoliang said helplessly: "Only those who practice Qi in the ten realms can vaguely hear about it. How can I do it now?"

The young Taoist said, "Then you really need to practice hard."

He Xiaoliang could only smile wryly.

The young Taoist felt that this could be said, so he opened up the chatter box. Regardless of whether He Xiaoliang was interested or not, he poured beans out of the bamboo tube, "I'll tell you, this kind of thing is very mysterious, but it's actually not mysterious at all. Sincerity is extreme, as the so-called sincerity goes, gold and stone are opened, so the sage has something to say, but the essence and sincerity can move people. Ordinary people, at certain moments, can also attract telepathy."

"Of course the other kind is those with extremely high levels of cultivation or extraordinary talents. Their voices will naturally be louder. For example, if Pindao wants to talk to you, whether you want to hear it or not, you can hear it."

"However, I don't think this has anything to do with poor cultivation, or because of being pure and honest, what do you think?"

He Xiaoliang doesn't flirt with flattery, "I think it's because of my young master's profound Taoism."

Lu Chen felt a little lost, and didn't want to talk anymore.

Similar to how Li Xisheng called Bai Ze directly on his way into the mountain, and the old master Bai who was far away on the west coast of Aquarius Island could hear it immediately, and the student Cui Ci who was next to him probably opened his mouth and yelled a hundred times. I can't hear it, or I don't care if I hear it.Of course, if he was serious, Cui Ci would definitely die on the spot "for no reason" across a thousand miles.

This kind of heaven's favored son, like the bright stars shining on the land, is of course more attractive.Don't look at the ten-level qi trainers who are habitually titled "sages" in the world, hiding like a thousand-year-old tortoise bastard, in fact, in the eyes of some big men who have reached the sky, they are more obvious than ordinary people .

Of course, it’s not that simple to see the mountains and rivers in the palm of God’s hands, “holding hands” is not that simple. A country and a continent have their own invisible barriers to block the sight from other places. Therefore, if you want to spy on the inside story across a whole world, the required cultivation level really needs to be as high as the sky.

In the south of the town, the sound of gold and stone resounds from time to time. Ordinary people don't know about that kind of shocking sound, but for Qi practitioners, the movement is not small. , Falling in the ears of the Yaozu, it is comparable to the bursts of spring thunder in the ears.

Those monsters who were lucky enough to stay in the small town showed their original shapes one by one, and the sea of ​​air shook violently, life was worse than death, and they went crazy.Then he was subdued by the well-prepared Dali Qi Practitioner and Pure Martial Arts, and then thrown into the mountain. This kind of favor is tantamount to saving his life.

At the same time, Ruan Qiong's sword-casting style couldn't help but make others sigh, a saint is a saint.

But He Xiaoliang was a little surprised, "The casting of the sword is coming to an end, why is there still such a big movement, which makes the mountain roots and water transportation a little shaken within the boundary. Could it be that the quality of this sword is so high that it can be famous all over the world?"

Lu Chen smiled without saying a word.

Saints also do business.

It's just that since Qi Jingchun has reached an agreement with Master, he will never interfere in this matter again.

This is not only to respect the teacher, but also to express my respect to the scholar.

Think back to that time.

The fortune teller, Lu Chen, turned his back to the school, and gave people a fortune-telling test.

Behind him is a Confucian sage preaching and teaching the Mongolian children.

As for why Qi Jingchun had to die.

A great avenue is involved.

Qi Jingchun browsed through the classics of the Three Religions within the Lizhu Cave.

Qi Jingchun's "It is expected to establish a religion and be called the ancestor", what kind of religion is established?

No matter what it was, in short, he wanted to go to the same place as someone, so Lu Chen, as that person's junior, had to come down here himself.

Lu Chen looked towards the sky.

Once there was a scholar sitting there, fighting against the immortals of the Three Religions with his own strength.

Admiration is admiration, respect is respect.

I still have to do things against my conscience.

Later, he took advantage of the situation and roughly deduced Qi Jingchun's real master, so he left four words for the boy, saying that he was to practice calligraphy. This is true, but the biggest meaning is still like flying a kite. I hope When a teenager copied those four characters, he figured out the most critical move one day, purely because of the curiosity of a master chess player.

But it was strange that the boy only gave Lu Chen one chance.

And Lu Chen couldn't calculate too much at all.

Lu Chen didn't mind about it. After all, the overall situation was settled, and he really wouldn't make trouble after Qi Jingchun's death.

The young Taoist once said with a smile to the young man, "The seemingly good deeds are not necessarily good people and good deeds."

It has a deep meaning, not only the four words in those prescriptions, but also the string of candied haws that has been planned for a long time.

Lu Chen loosened the handle of the unicycle, stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "If you have nothing to worry about, what is the last sentence?"

The young nun smiled and said, "It's a good time in the world."