Sword comes

Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan went to their own shop on Laohuai Street.

Chen Pingan was sitting on a small bamboo chair at the door, basking in the warm autumn sun. Cui Dongshan drove away Wang Tingfang, the acting shopkeeper, saying that he would let him take a rest for a day. Seeing the young boss smiling and nodding, Wang Tingfang left in confusion. An anthrax shop.

The business of this day is not bad, because everyone in Laohuai Street has heard that a handsome young man who is rare in the world has come, so there are especially many young female cultivators. Chen Pingan didn't care.

The next day at Fushui Ferry, Tan Ling and Tang Xi appeared together, and of course Song Lanqiao who was in charge of the Chunlupu ferry.

After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Pingan boarded the boat with Cui Dongshan, and Song Lanqiao followed all the way. This well-informed old Jindan discovered a strange thing. It's unimaginable that the two are connected, especially what kind of teacher and student they are, but when they walk together, there is an inexplicable fit. Could it be because they are both holding green bamboo walking sticks?

Song Lanqiao didn't dare to say anything more, he just said something and thanked him sincerely.

It turns out that Song Lanqiao just got a chair in the Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall. Although it only replaced Tang Xi's bottom position, with Tang Xi on the left and the right, it seems to have become the two door gods of the Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall, but this step is over. , It is the prestige of the fairy family on the mountain and the secular dynasty soaring, it is a large amount of extra fairy money every year, and it is also the chicken and dog of some human families.

So when Song Lanqiao faced the young sword fairy, it was not an exaggeration to say that he had received a great kindness.It's just that Song Lanqiao's cleverness is also here. He is used to doing business and is pragmatic, and he doesn't show his courtesy to the young man surnamed Chen.

On the ferry, Song Lanqiao arranged a room in Tianzi for them. After thinking about it, he simply didn't let the maidservants who were born in Chunlu Garden show their faces.

Inside the house, Cui Dongshan poured a cup of tea for Chen Pingan, and lay on the table, with two big snow-white sleeves occupying nearly half of the table, Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Sir, when it comes to fighting, ten spring dew gardens are not as good as a hemp sect." , but when it comes to business, Chunlupu is really not inferior to Pimazong, and in the future, we will chat with Luopo Mountain and Chunlupu, and we will definitely be able to deal with each other frequently."

Chen Pingan drank tea and didn't say anything.

Cui Dongshan said: "Tanling is a person who seeks stability, because the business of Chunlupu has reached the extreme now. On the mountain, he is wholeheartedly attached to the Pima Sect, and at the foot of the mountain, he mainly wins over the Daguan Dynasty. There is nothing wrong with it. But the shelf is set up, talk Ling also discovered many long-standing disadvantages of Chunlu Garden, that is, there are many old people who are used to enjoying the blessings, or who still have the courage to practice, and there are too few people available. Even if she wanted to support Tang Xi in the past, she would be afraid too much , will be worried that this God of Wealth will have a nest of snakes and rats with Gao Song, who can only desperately make money and has a big tail. By then, Chunlupu will be finished. The bottom is upside down, Tan Ling's lineage has a lot of disciples, but those who can do the job, no, if they don't pick up, they are very deadly, and they can't stand the combination of Tang Xi and Gao Song. At that time, the disciples will be useless, and they will not be able to beat them again. Bags, that’s even more of a difference.”

"So the alliance between Tang Xi and Lin Cuo'e is the safest. Although Lin Cuo'e has a bad temper, he is unambitious and loyal to Chunlupu. In addition, Song Lanqiao, who is grateful to her for Tan Ling, the three of them hold together. Chunlupu will have a new look. If we from Luopishan pass another pillow to help Chunlupu open the gap in the north of Aquarius Continent, even if it is only a small gap, it will make Chunlupu who is familiar with business The many monks on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain are very excited. Now Aquarius Island is full of construction projects, and there are people and money in the Spring Dew Garden. It is the most suitable business object for us to get what we need from Luoluo Mountain. But we also need to pay attention The water and soil of Chunlupu in Aquarius Island are not acclimatized, but luckily the Dali court, from government officials to military commanders on the battlefield, and the monks of Chunlupu all urinate in the same pot."

"Mr.'s far-reaching layout, precise and meticulous placement, can be called the style of a national player."

Hearing this, Chen Pingan finally couldn't help laughing and said, "You are the one who caused the Fengshui of Luopo Mountain to be broken?"

Cui Dongshan said aggrievedly: "How is it possible! Master Zhu, Senior Sister, and Brother Dafeng are all experts in this way! Besides, the feng shui of Luoposhan is so bad now."

Chen Pingan said: "I didn't deliberately plan to cooperate with Chunlupu. To put it bluntly, I didn't dare to think about it. It would be very good to do some Baozhai business. If it really works, it is mostly because of you."

Cui Dongshan raised one arm, stretched out his fingers and tapped aggressively on the table three times, drawing a triangle, "Tang Xi, Lin Cuo'e, and Song Lanqiao are three. Tan Ling is in the same line, Gao Song is in the same line, and Tang Xi Xiaoshan is in the same line. At the head, there is another three. Luopo Mountain, Pimazong, and Chunlu Garden are still a three. The forces gathered by Mr. Luzhou are located at the southern end of Luzhou and the north of Aquarius Island. It is a bigger three. Under the sky This is the most stable relationship. Sir, are you still unwilling to admit that you are a national chess player?"

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled, "It's just a mistake."

Cui Dongshan sighed, "Sir, you have an open mind, and the students have been taught."

Chen Pingan scolded with a smile: "Get out of here."

Cui Dongshan was about to speak, but Chen Pingan immediately said, "Come again?!"

Cui Dongshan only felt that he was so unique that his eighteen weapons were useless.

Sure enough, Mr. is still great.

Cui Dongshan suddenly asked: "When we arrive at the Bone Beach, do you want to meet Gao Cheng for a while? I can guarantee that the husband will go back and forth without worry."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I won't go to Beijing for now."

Cui Dongshan asked: "Because this person took the initiative to break through the sky for the purpose of offering sacrifices to Pu Xuan? Is there still some heroic spirit left?"

Chen Pingan said: "It's not that simple, it's more complicated, I'll talk about it later."

Cui Dongshan naturally had no objection.

After passing Suijia City and Cangyun Lake, Chen Pingan left the house, and Cui Dongshan stood with him by the railing of the bow, overlooking the land.

Cangyun Lake, which covers a vast area, looks like a green stone lying quietly in the stream of Yuying Cliff when viewed from the side of the ferry.

I owe a drink to some fire temple over there.

I can only owe it first.

Cui Dongshan said softly: "Sir, don't take risks like this in the future."

Chen Pingan said: "Of course I should nod my head and agree to come down. I will really take care of myself at the moment and tell myself that I must stay away from the storm. I have become a practitioner on the mountain, and the affairs of the mountain are outside the body. It's just that you and I know that once things come to an end , it will be difficult."

Cui Dongshan was lying on the railing, his legs were bent, and his two sleeves were exposed outside the railing, like two small snow-white waterfalls.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is Zhou Mili still used to staying in Luopo Mountain?"

Cui Dongshan nodded, "I'm used to it very much. I always feel that Pei Qian, who copies books every day, is a scholar. I'm eagerly waiting for Pei Qian to write the story of the dumb lake monster for her in the future. The little girl is a mess, every day Pei Qian's little tail, with a trekking stick on his shoulders, has now been promoted from Qilong Lane to be the right guardian of Luopo Mountain by his husband. Moisturize your throat first, and then talk old-fashionedly, it's a bad habit you learned from my senior sister."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Very good."

Cui Dongshan asked curiously: "Do you really want to enshrine the little girl in the genealogy of the Patriarch Hall of Luoluo Mountain, and become a right guardian enshrined on the top of a mountain?"

Chen Pingan said: "Of course. This is not a child's play. I was a little hesitant before, but after seeing the dense hills and undercurrents in Chunlu Garden, my mind is firm. I just want to make outsiders feel that Luoba Mountain is so strange and incomprehensible It's not that I don't know the price of doing this, but I can try to find it elsewhere. It can be me, Chen Pingan, the mountain master, earning more money and practicing diligently, or you, a student, or Zhu Lian, Lu Baixiang, the existence of us is the reason for Zhou Mili and Chen Ruchu's existence, and it will also be the reason for some new faces in Luoluoshan to think, 'this is not surprising'."

"I don't reject Luopo Mountain becoming a Zongzitou mountain gate in the future, but I will definitely not deliberately abandon those flowers and plants on the roadside in order to gather power. Those flowers and plants will not be dispensable in the past on Luobo Mountain. Not in the future. What's more, they have never been a beautiful scenery on the side of the road, they are part of my life, and I can take care of those who are worthy of care, and I feel at ease."

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "I said that, is it understandable?"

Cui Dongshan nodded vigorously, "Understand and accept!"

Chen Pingan said with emotion: "But it will definitely be very difficult."

Cui Dongshan said: "Every bold statement, every ambition, as long as it is practiced, it will not be easy."

Cui Dongshan didn't even want to say some words.

All the joy of reunion after a long absence will be the sadness of parting in the future.

But this does not prevent those encounters that can be seen again, making people happy, drinking, and smiling.

But don't forget, sometimes, parting is just parting.

Chen Pingan also followed and lay on the railing, looking at the golden sea of ​​clouds under the bright sun in the distance, and asked, "Will you feel uncomfortable when you become my disciple?"

Cui Dongshan said: "No."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "There is a huge difference in realm and knowledge. Of course you are a good student."

Cui Dongshan said: "Sir, if you say that, the students will not be convinced. If Pei Qian learns martial arts by leaps and bounds and breaks through the border quickly, like eating rice grains, one bowl after another, the people who eat at the same table will be dizzy. Don't you feel uncomfortable, sir?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Of course I'm uncomfortable. Where can I put the master's face? When speaking the truth, the voice is a little louder, so I have to worry about giving my disciple a backhand, so I don't panic?"

Cui Dongshan laughed out loud.

My husband traveled north, and he cultivated his mind very well.

After a moment of silence, Chen Pingan said: "I'm a dead-headed person who likes to dig into the horns of a dead end. One day, there will be some trivial matters on the Luoba Mountain, which will become a big problem for me. At that time, you can give me some suggestions."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "The sage has a saying, and if there is something to do, the disciple will do his best."

Cui Dongshan turned his head, put his cheek on the railing, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "There are wine and food, sir, did you think you were filial?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't tamper with the original intention of the moral articles and ruin the good intentions of the sages."

Cui Dongshan said: "Sir, don't forget that when the student was a high-spirited, sharp-edged, knowledgeable man, he couldn't hide it by himself, nor could others stop him. I'm not bragging. If you don’t write a draft, you can get a big sacrifice in the academy, and if you really want to be a philistine, the deputy leader of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple can’t do it.”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I believe what the national teacher said. As for you, you can pull it down. The wind is strong here at the bow, so be careful to flash your tongue."

Cui Dongshan chuckled, "Speaking of which, students really don't need to write drafts to brag."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is the Middle Earth Divine Continent very big?"

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "It's very big. Only when the eight continents are added together can they be compared with the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth. For the other eight continents, if one or two people can be squeezed into the ten people in the Middle Earth, it is capable. For example, the Nanbasuozhou Chun Confucian Chen Chun'an, Great Celestial Master with the outer surname of Longhu Mountain in Luzhou of Beiju, Daoist Huolong, and God of Wealth Liu in Aiaizhou."

Chen Pingan said: "Then we must go and see."

Cui Dongshan complained: "That's the sad place for the students."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "You asked for it, even if you have a bruised nose and a swollen face, you still have to grin."

Cui Dongshan said helplessly: "Mr. is not righteous."

The ferry boat entered the boundary of the Bone Beach, and Song Lanqiao took the initiative to visit the door, carrying a heavy gift.

It is two servings.

One for himself, one for Chunlupu Tanling.

His thank you gift is actually a magic weapon selected by his teacher Lin Cuo'e from the Patriarch Hall. It is a bamboo-yellow dragon-pattern scripture box made of the special fairy wood of Chunlupu, and there are four jade volumes inside.

Tan Ling's gift was even more priceless. It was one of Chun Lupu's few treasures on the mountain, a set of eight ingots of collection ink.

When it was handed over, Song Lanqiao felt distressed for Tan Ling.

Chen Pingan didn't refuse, and Tan Ling didn't give the gift in person at Fushuidu, and ordered Song Lanqiao to give it when he was about to stop at the Bone Beach Ferry, which in itself was sincerity.

This was Song Lanqiao's first official business after becoming a member of Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall, and it went well, which made Song Lanqiao heave a sigh of relief.

Just sitting and drinking tea with the couple of gentlemen and students, Song Lanqiao was a little restless, especially with Cui Dongshan sitting beside him.

Cui Dongshan twisted the cup with two fingers, wiped it lightly on the table, and smiled, "Lan Qiao, the poor man who can't find the temple with his pig's head, the world is so vast, Lan Qiao, you are lucky."

Song Lanqiao had heard Chen Pingan calling him Senior Song just a moment ago, but now he was being left by his student Lan Qiao and right by Lan Qiao, of course he felt awkward.

Chunlupu treats people with sincerity, of course Chen Pingan will not let Cui Dongshan make jokes here, he waved his hand, indicating that he has something to talk to Song Lanqiao.

I never thought that just such an action would make Song Lanqiao sweat coldly on his forehead in the next scene.

The white-clothed boy seemed to be sent flying by Chen Pingan's slap, and he and the chair spun countless times in the air. Finally, one person and one chair stuck to the wall and slid down slowly. Cui Dongshan had a mournful face. Chair, said timidly: "Students just sit here."

Chen Pingan's face was dark.

Song Lanqiao was shocked. Could it be that this amiable Chen Jianxian was the same as that Taihui sword sect Liu Jinglong, not some kind of earth fairy at all, but a hidden Jade Realm sword fairy?

Chen Pingan was too lazy to pay attention to this Cui Dongshan, and began to discuss with Song Lanqiao in earnest, trying to negotiate the future cooperation between Lulushan and Chunlupu. It only takes a few noisy fights, and once the two parties finally decide to cooperate, Luobashan will also need Zhu Lian and Wei Bo to formulate the regulations for all specific affairs thereafter.Chen Pingan knew the basics of Chunlupu's business, so when he chatted with Song Lanqiao, he was not blunt.

His trip to Juluzhou was not for nothing.The biggest support of Luopo Mountain is of course the Niujiaoshan Ferry, which is an important operating hub. With Wei Dashan sitting on Piyun Mountain, Niujiaoshan Ferry can accept most Beiju Luzhou cross-continental ferries, which is equivalent to a Baoluzhai has a store to settle down, and the money under the sun stays somewhere for a while, and then circulates, money makes money.

Chen Ping occasionally even wondered, how many monks have he seen for a snowflake coin that is more worn out?a thousand? 1?Could it be that he has traveled all over the territory of Jiuzhou in the Haoran world?

Song Lanqiao was concentrating on discussing important matters with Chen Pingan, but in the dark, the old Jindan monk even felt that what he talked about today might determine the future of Chunlupu in the next hundred years.

Then Song Lanqiao saw Chen Jianxian on the opposite side glance at the wall.

Song Lanqiao looked along the line of sight, the young man in white was holding the handle of the chair with both hands, his whole body was swaying, and the chair was swaying from side to side, as if using the legs of the chair as human feet, walking staggeringly.

After Mr. Gai found out, Cui Dongshan stopped immediately and whistled with his head raised.

Song Lanqiao smiled politely and looked away.

Is this guy mentally ill?It must be!

Chen Pingan chatted with Song Lanqiao for a whole hour, and both sides raised many possibilities, and they had a pleasant conversation.

When Song Lanqiao arrived at the back, he relaxed a lot, and he was getting better. Many thoughts accumulated for many years but could not be said, he could vomit quickly, and the young sword fairy who sat opposite and often added tea for both parties was a rare hit. A businessman never categorically says yes or no. Most of them are "something is unclear here, I beg Senior Song to explain in detail", "I have some different ideas about this matter, Senior Song will listen to it first, if you have any objections Please speak directly." This kind of gentle wording, but the other party was unequivocal. Some small moves Song Lanqiao planned to dig a hole for Gao Song, the young sword fairy did not reveal it to the face. There was only one sentence: "This matter may require Senior Song to go to the Chunlupu Zushitang Don't worry too much."

The young man in white had been doing nothing, dangling the chair and circling the table. Fortunately, when the chair was walking, he made no sound and didn't make any movement.

Song Lanqiao was able to turn a blind eye.

After the chat, Song Lanqiao was refreshed. There was no tea on the table to drink. Although he still had something to say, he still got up to leave.

Song Lanqiao asked Mr. Chen not to send it off, the young man smiled and nodded, and just sent it to the door of the house, just asking Cui Dongshan to see him off.

After Song Lanqiao walked into the corridor, he didn't see the sword fairy in green clothes, only a beautiful boy in white clothes, and Lao Jindan's heartstrings immediately tensed up.

The young man walked backwards, closed the door gently, then turned to look at Song Lanqiao with a smile.

Song Lanqiao began to smile stiffly.

Cui Dongshan came to the side of Song Lanqiao who was subconsciously bent over, jumped up and hugged Song Lanqiao's neck, and dragged the old Jindan forward together, "Brother Lanqiao, you are so eloquent and witty."

Song Lanqiao almost couldn't hold back and called out to Mr. Chen to help him out.

Song Lanqiao suddenly felt terrified, and wanted to stop, but he didn't expect that he couldn't do it at all. He was dragged by the young man lightly, and after he took a step, Song Lanqiao knew that something was wrong.

The next moment, the boy in white was gone.

Song Lanqiao found himself in the white mist, without any scenery around him, just like a small dead world, his vision was filled with a chilling snow-white color, and when walking, his feet were slightly soft, but it was not any mud in the world , slightly increased the strength of the footsteps, and could only make circles of ripples.

He cautiously began to walk on foot, and after burning a stick of incense, he began to resist the wind. An hour later, Song Lanqiao still sacrificed the magic weapon, regardless of etiquette or impoliteness, and began to pour out the precious light, bombarding and smashing wildly, still unable to change this small world in the slightest One year later, Song Lanqiao sat cross-legged, with a haggard face, waiting to die.

In an instant, Song Lanqiao raised his head and saw a huge head. The boy's face was obviously smiling, but his eyes were cold. He slowly raised his arms.

Song Lanqiao's scalp was numb, so he had been spinning around on the opponent's white sleeve?

Song Lanqiao, who was haggard and haggard, found himself standing in the corridor of the ferry. Not far away, the young man with his arms around his sleeves was looking at him with a smile.

Song Lanqiao, who survived the catastrophe, almost burst into tears.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Mr. asked me to see you off, so I made my own decision and sent a little more. Lan Qiao, please don't complain to my husband afterwards, or I will see you off next time. It will be 100 years or [-] years. It will be hard to say who will be mentally ill by then."

Song Lanqiao said tremblingly, "Thank you for your reminder, senior."

Cui Dongshan asked: "I am used to the abundant aura in the Spring Dew Garden, and I am used to the thin aura on the ferry. Why are you not used to it when you are in a lawless place?"

Song Lanqiao was stunned.

Cui Dongshan brushed past him, patted Song Lanqiao on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Lan Qiao, the cultivation of the heart is rotten, and the golden pill is paper."

Song Lanqiao turned around slowly, bowed to thank him, this time he was convinced, "The teachings of the seniors make the juniors see the halo of the moon as if they were confused, and they have not really seen the bright moon, but it is also of great benefit."

Cui Dongshan turned a deaf ear and knocked on the door, "Sir, would you like to bring me some melon and fruit tea?"

Song Lanqiao looked at the profile of the young man's face, and the old man had the illusion that he seemed to be in another world.

Chen Pingan opened the door, pressed Cui Dongshan's head, pressed it down gently, turned to Song Lanqiao and asked, "Senior Song, is my disciple disrespectful to you?"

Song Lanqiao didn't know whether he was insane or blessed, so he said something that he never dared to say in the past, "It's true, it's miserable."

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, "Understood."

The boy in white was grabbed by his ears, and Chen Pingan dragged him into the room screaming.

There are still scolding voices coming out: "Damn Song Lanqiao, you have no conscience, you wait for the uncle... Sir, I am helping Brother Lanqiao practice with good intentions, I really didn't play tricks on him... Sir, I wrong!"

Song Lanqiao shook his sleeves and strode away.

comfortable.

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When the boat stopped at the Bone Beach Ferry, Song Lanqiao didn't show up at all, and asked someone to see him off. He found an excuse that couldn't fault him, and disappeared early.

Cui Dongshan stroked his chin with the palm of his hand and looked around.

The two got off the boat and went to Pimazong Muyi Mountain together.

Cui Dongshan began to complain, "Sir, the first time Zhu Quan saw me, he said that Mr. never mentioned the students, pretended not to know me, and made me sad to death. If I am not dead, I am half dead."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I mentioned you several times at Sect Master Zhu's side, but he is the master of a sect, and he takes care of everything, and he still needs to beware of the whole valley of ghosts and myths. It's strange that he accidentally forgot."

Then Chen Pingan reminded: "Sect Master Zhu is a rare person who cultivates Taoism on the mountain. I respect him very much. When you reach Muyi Mountain, don't make trouble for me. There is also that young man Pang Lanxi, who Muyi Mountain has high hopes for." You are an outsider, so don’t talk nonsense. I know that you have a sense of propriety in doing things, but this is the bone beach after all, not your own Luopo Mountain.”

Cui Dongshan nodded, and glanced at Mu Yishan, feeling a little regretful.

Nothing to do, it's kind of boring.

When they arrived at the gate of Muyi Mountain, it was unimpeded. Most of the monks of Chen Ping'an and the Pima sect knew each other, and they returned from their travels not long after.

Zhu Quan was not on the mountain, but had already gone to Qinglu Town in Ghost Valley.

However, Du Wensi has already returned to the Patriarch Hall, began to retreat and break through the realm, and become a Nascent Soul, with great hopes.

Cui Dongshan mentioned Du Wensi, and said with a smile: "Sir, this kid is an infatuated kind. It is said that Huang Ting, the female champion of Taiping Mountain, went to the Ghost Valley before, and he went there for Du Wensi, but he didn't want Du Wensi to think too much about it. , just put down the sentence "I, Huang Ting, has no Taoist couple in this life", which broke Du Wensi's heart. Apart from being sad, she is actually a little cautious. The girl I miss, I can't have it myself. It is a blessing in misfortune that a man owns it, so Du Wensi began to think about it, thinking that his level is not high enough, and at least there is some chance, such as visiting Taiping Mountain in the future, or even more. Going further, travel the mountains and rivers with Huang Ting..."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "You haven't stayed in Muyi Mountain for a few days, so you know everything clearly?"

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Go for a walk, there is no difference between the mountain and the mountain. Everyone loves to talk about these children's love, idiots and resentment. Especially some young female cultivators who love Du Wensi are worse than Du Wensi. I'm so sad, everyone is complaining, saying what's so great about Huang Ting, isn't it because he has a higher realm, looks better, and has a bigger sect..."

Muyi Mountain, the main peak of the Pima Sect, is similar to the peaks where most of the ancestor halls of immortal families are located in the world.

It's just that direct disciples can often walk against the wind and sword, and there are some mountain tops, even ordinary disciples have no taboos, but the fairy family's caves often pay attention to each bird has its own way, with different heights and different routes.The reason why Longquan County is different is that it is because of the initial stage of its creation. In addition, Longquan Jianzong and Luoposhan didn't have many disciples, and they didn't pay much attention to these red tapes, so it seemed very different. The time-honored fairy houses like Mazong and Chunlupu have many rules and strict laws. In Chen Ping's opinion, this is actually a good thing.

It's just that there is no one-and-done cheap thing in the world. The reason why Chunlupu is so popular is that the patriarchal clan system and rules on the table have not really penetrated into the hearts of the people.

On this point, the Pima sect must be admired by Chen Pingan from the bottom of his heart. From Zhu Quan, the suzerain, to Du Wensi, and then to Pang Lanxi, they all have different temperaments, but their demeanor is exactly the same.

The matter of life and death is small, but the matter of sect is big.

Cultivators of the Tao obviously pursue immortality, but the monks of the Pima Sect dare to die for the sect. Zhu Quan and the suzerains and patriarchs of all dynasties, every time they fight to the death, set an example and are willing to die first!

The patriarch of the Pima sect came down the steps against the wind, and landed in front of the two of them. The old man and the two laughed and said, "Mr. Chen, fellow Daoist Cui, welcome from afar."

After the greeting, Chen Pingan discovered a strange thing. The old Patriarch of the Pima Sect seemed to be very close to Cui Dongshan, and his words seemed like a confidant.

Could it be that Cui Dongshan wasn't just wandering around on Muyi Mountain before?

Otherwise, even if Cui Dongshan fought with Jingguan City, it would not make an ancestor in charge of law look so impressed. The monks of the Pima sect are all monks who killed blood in the pile of bones, even if it is Du Wensi. Like a gentle and elegant Jindan monk, he has been fighting in the ghost valley for a long time.

The old patriarch personally led the two of them to the house where Chen Pingan lived.

Pimazong's cross-continental ferry that travels between Bone Beach and Old Dragon City will take about ten days to return to Beiju Luzhou.

Pang Lanxi and his great-grandfather Pang Shanling were already standing at the door.

The boy smiled and waved, "Mr. Chen!"

When the two met, Pang Lanxi's first words were to announce the good news, and she whispered, "Mr. Chen, I've bought two sets of goddess pictures for you from my great-grandfather."

Chen Ping asked softly, "How about the price?"

Pang Lanxi smiled and said, "According to the market price..."

Pang Lanxi paused for a moment, "It's impossible! Give it away, no money will be charged!"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Pang Xianshi loves you too much, but let's calculate according to the market price. Friendship is friendship, and business is business."

Pang Lanxi was a little disappointed, "I haven't seen you for a few days, why is Mr. Chen so alien?"

Chen Pingan lowered his voice and said, "It doesn't cost money to be polite. You are polite first, and I am also polite, and then we don't need to be polite."

Pang Lanxi laughed from ear to ear.

Learned again.

Mr. Chen is really knowledgeable.

The four sat down, and Pang Lanxi was the youngest and the lowest in seniority, standing behind his great-grandfather.

Chen Ping went straight to the topic and talked about Chunlu Garden.

The Patriarch of the Pima School who was in charge of law named Yan Su immediately flew a sword to summon a Nascent Soul monk named Wei Yusong on another mountain peak. They are senior brothers, Wei Yusong holds a family of wealth and power, similar to Gao Song in Chunlupu, he is a thin, short and strong old man, after seeing Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan, he was very polite.

Ever since Zhu Quan made the small deal with the Niujiao Mountain Ferry in Luoba Mountain, the first thing he did was to talk to Wei Yusong. On the surface, as the suzerain, he cared about Wei Yusong's practice. In fact, of course, he went to ask for credit. , Wei Yusong couldn't laugh or cry, he insisted on not saying a word of flattery, and finally made Zhu Quan very aggrieved.Wei Yusong can only say that he has a good impression of the young man in the blue shirt, but other than that, there is nothing else.

But fellow Daoist Cui admired that youthful appearance. The reason is simple. After arriving at Muyi Mountain, Fellow Daoist Cui wandered up and down the mountain for two days. Yishan's mountain protection formation was a bit rough, and it was a bit blind to the battle strength of the group of heroic spirits.As a result, after the Muyishan Patriarch Hall gathered, they also invited an old priest who was a Mohist mechanism master, and found that to modify the Muyishan formation according to Cui Daoyou's draft, it only cost more than a thousand grains of money, and the power of the formation could be restored. Increase by [-]%!The Mohist mechanic was so ashamed of his guilt, he almost resigned his title of enshrinement after he conscientiously completed the inspection and filling of gaps in the formation.

To tell the truth, let alone the small expense of a thousand grain rain coins, even if it only increases the power of the mountain protection array by [-]%, it is worth paying tribute to. A good deal for the ancestors.

Therefore, all the old monks in the Patriarchal Hall of the Pi Ma Zong looked at Cui Dongshan according to how they looked at him.

Especially when the white-clothed boy dropped the blueprints, said some key things in the Patriarch Hall, then swaggered away, and continued to wander around Muyi Mountain, chatting with the fairy sisters.

Afterwards, Zhu Quan personally came forward to ask Cui Dongshan how Pimazong should repay this matter. As long as Cui Dongshan asked, Pimazong would sell the pot and sell iron, and he had to pay back the incense when he was credited with others.

Cui Dongshan is also welcome,

They named Du Wensi and Pang Lanxi by name, and after they entered the Nascent Soul Realm, they would serve as named enshrined offerings in Luopo Mountain. They were just named, and Luopi Mountain would not ask these two people to do anything unless they voluntarily.

Zhu Quan was still a little confused at the time, is that all?

Cui Dongshan asked back, what else is going on?

At that time, Zhu Quan was full of guilt, said something poignant, and sighed: "Then Chen Ping'an, it's outrageous not to mention you as a student on my side. The dog has eaten his conscience. Next time he comes to Bone Beach , I will help you scold him."

Cui Dongshan wanted to cry, and said pitifully, "Sister Zhu, your conscience was eaten by a dog."

Only then did Zhu Quan say something fair, "Chen Pingan should be proud to have a student like you."

Cui Dongshan reciprocated, "Sister Zhu is such a good woman, but now she has no Taoist partner, it's too much for heaven."

So the two almost didn't fight, and when Zhu Quan went to Qinglu Town in Ghost Valley, he was still furious.

Wei Yusong is a smart man who is familiar with business, otherwise, such unreliable suzerains like Zhu Quan and unreliable old patriarchs like Yan Su, no matter how few direct disciples of the Pima sect, would have been cut by the blunt knife of Jingguan City long ago. Exhausted the sect background.Every time Wei Yusong discusses matters in the Patriarch Hall, even when facing Zhu Quan and his mentor Yan Su, he never smiles. He likes to bring the ledger to discuss matters every time. , The seniors of the Patriarch Hall all smiled and pretended not to hear, just get used to it.

Wei Yusong felt that it would be no problem to help Chunlupu transport the goods to Aquarius Island, but the matter of dividing the accounts had to be worked out.

When Wei Yusong was about to settle accounts, Yan Su and Pang Shanling began to smile habitually. Cui Dongshan felt that he had no place to talk at the moment, so he winked at Pang Lanxi. ", I'm very wary, after all, it's a teenager's heart, and I'm worried that my childhood sweetheart girl will inevitably have some ideas when she meets a better peer.Especially when she went down the mountain to meet her in the Mural City, she casually chatted about the boy from out of town who came to the shop to buy a picture of a goddess. Eight times.

Pang Lanxi has been dying of worry recently.

So I really want to ask Mr. Chen for advice.

Chen Ping'an, a field repairer, and Wei Yusong, who was in charge of all the money of the Pima Sect, each committed suicide.

Even Chen Ping'an was a little helpless.

This Wei Yusong was really stingy a bit too much.

He didn't mention the demeanor of the immortal master in the genealogy with the initials of Zong.

Once there are some details that are difficult to talk about, Wei Yusong will bring out an old ancestor who traveled far away besides Yan Su. More importantly, even if it is just a suspicion of something that damages the interests of the sect, the ancestor will ask the teacher in the ancestral hall, and no one will give face.He, Wei Yusong, has the least status in the Pima Sect. Anyone who asks him for money will have a loud voice. Relying on his low seniority and low cultivation base, he can cause trouble.

Anyway, listening to Wei Yusong's complaints, it seems that in the whole Pima sect, Wei Yusong is the worst thing, and his words are the most useless.

So Chen Pingan lost his mind, put down his teacup lightly, and coughed.

Cui Dongshan, who was yawning, immediately sat up straight and said, "There is still room for improvement in the matter of Muyishan's big formation to protect the mountain."

Wei Yusong patted the table, "It's all according to what Mr. Chen said, so it's settled!"

Chen Pingan was full of sincerity, and asked: "Will it make it difficult for Pi Mazong to be a man?"

Wei Yusong said righteously: "Are you kidding me? As long as the Pima Sect is about money, let alone Sect Master Zhu, the Heavenly King and I don't care about me, Wei Yusong!"

Chen Ping pretended to be stunned, and nodded with a smile.

Wei Yusong's smile didn't change.

Sure enough, the same people.

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Wei Yusong left with Yan Su and Pang Shanling.

Wei Yusong insisted on reminiscing with Cui Daoyou, so Cui Dongshan had no choice but to follow.

Only Chen Pingan and Pang Lanxi were left. After Pang Lanxi sat down, he said softly, "Mr. Chen, this Senior Cui is really your student?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "It doesn't feel like it, and it's normal."

Pang Lanxi hesitated to speak.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "If it's difficult to ask for help, then..."

Chen Ping stopped talking, raised his hands, and gestured.

Pang Lanxi immediately understood that it was the picture of the Goddess in the gallery.

Pang Lanxi hurried away against the wind, hurried back to the house, and put the two wooden boxes on the table.

In addition, there was a letter sent from Yunshang City, addressed to him, Pang Lanxi, and delivered to "Good Man Chen".

Chen Ping put the letter into his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Do you have the confidence to speak now?"

Pang Lanxi whispered, "Mr. Chen, I'm a little worried."

Chen Pingan knew it in his heart.

Pang Lanxi is a young man who doesn't have to worry about practicing. The young man on the mountain is worried. If the worry is not in the practice, it can only be the survival of the sect, and the Pima sect has no such hidden worries, or it has always been full of hidden dangers. Get used to it, then there's only that thing left.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Talk about it first, and I'll analyze it for you later."

Pang Lanxi said those things, but there was nothing wrong with them.

It's just that teenagers are ignorant of emotions, and sometimes they will go around mountains and rivers. It's not just girls who can go around like this.

After hearing this, Chen Pingan thought for a while, held back a smile, and said, "Don't worry, the girl you like will definitely not change her mind and like Cui Dongshan instead, and Cui Dongshan doesn't like your beloved girl either."

Pang Lanxi blushed and said angrily, "Mr. Chen, I'm going to be angry. What do you mean Cui Dongshan doesn't like her?!"

Why is Mr. Chen so speechless!

It wasn't like this before.

Chen Pingan couldn't help laughing.

Pang Lanxi thought about it, scratched her head, and blushed a little.

That knot is gone.

Not only that, but the young man was still a little resentful deep in his heart. He felt that he must practice hard, and that his girl knew that she liked him, and she definitely did not misunderstand the person, and she would never regret it for the rest of her life.

Only then did Chen Pingan say: "That girl likes you not because you, Pang Lanxi, are a genius in cultivation, but if you can prove that you are a genius in cultivation, then the girl who likes you will be even happier, happy for you, and then she will be happy for you. Also happy."

Pang Lanxi asked softly, "Is that so?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "That's right, I'm absolutely sure about this."

Pang Lanxi lay on the table, dazed.

Chen Pingan opened the wooden box, took out a roll of pictures of goddesses, spread them on the table, and looked at them carefully. It was indeed Pang Shanling's proud work.

Pang Lanxi asked suddenly: "Mr. Chen, there must be many girls who like you?"

Chen Pingan slowly put away the picture of the goddess, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Pang Lanxi shook her head, "I don't believe it."

Chen Pingan opened the letter from Xu Xingjiu, said something concise and to the point, about the recent situation of Yunshang City, and was ready. He would visit the Taihui Sword Sect again when Mr. Liu succeeded in asking the sword. This time it would be Going down the mountain to practice, the north reaches Taihui Jianzong, and the south reaches the bone beach.

Chen Pingan read the letter and said: "I have a friend who wrote the letter, Xu Xingjiu in Yunshangcheng. He may come here to travel in the future. If you are free at that time, you can entertain me. If you are busy , there is no need to deliberately distract. This is not a polite word. If it is not my friend, it will definitely be your friend, so don't force it. "

Pang Lanxi nodded and agreed, "Okay, then I'll send a letter to Yunshang City first, and make an appointment first. Whether we can become friends or not, we'll talk about it when we meet."

Mr. Chen's friends are definitely worth making.

Just like Mr. Chen was talking about Chunlupu with Senior Brother Wei before. Although Pang Lanxi is not familiar with common affairs, there are only so many Pimazong monks, so he understands Pimazong's attitude towards Chunlupu. Meeting friends is just business. After all, the smell of copper in Chunlu Garden is a bit heavy, and the monks of the Pima sect don't like these very much.So for so many years, Chunlupu has always wanted to show filial piety to Wei Yusong, but he didn't dare to go too far. Besides, Song Lanqiao, who was in charge of Chunlupu's ferry, was not very eloquent on Yuanying Wei Yusong's side.After all, Wei Yusong had a detached position in the Pima sect and was notoriously difficult to talk about.

But when Mr. Chen asked the three forces to do cross-continental business together, Pang Lanxi found that Senior Brother Wei had let go of his mouth at the beginning, and had no intention of refusing at all.

Pang Lanxi feels that this is what she needs to learn from Mr. Chen.

Being a human being has a lot of knowledge.

Chen Ping finally said: "Do you know that when you are worried about Cui Dongshan, the girl you like is actually the happiest time, so smiles are more than usual, you must think about this Clearly, it's because she really felt your nervousness."

Pang Lanxi turned from worry to joy, with a bright smile.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "What are you still doing in a daze, pretend to be a public servant and go to the bottom of the mountain to meet her."

Pang Lanxi stood up, "If I knew it earlier, I would have asked Mr. Chen for a set of Goddess pictures."

The boy leaves.

Chen Ping sat alone.

After a long time, Cui Dongshan entered the yard with his two big sleeves dangling.

As a result, he saw a green brick placed on the table in front of Mr.

Cui Dongshan was a little flustered, stopped immediately, and stood where he was, "Sir, Pei Qian practiced martial arts. I didn't know at all beforehand. It was Zhu Lian, Zheng Dafeng and Wei Bo. They didn't report their knowledge. Half a copper coin doesn't matter!"

Chen Ping said angrily: "It has nothing to do with this matter. I will not trouble you if you are wronged and owed."

Cui Dongshan immediately burst into laughter, "Sir, if you want to teach the three of them a lesson, the students can help."

Chen Pingan ignored this, pointed to the Taoist green brick that had not been completely refined for water transportation and Taoism in the mountain temple, and said: "I have gathered 36 pieces of this kind of green brick, and I plan to use them in the Luopo Mountain in the future. Over there, put it on the ground and practice boxing for six people, me, Pei Qian, Zhu Lian, Zheng Dafeng, Lu Baixiang, and Cen Yuanji."

Cui Dongshan stretched out his right hand and one left finger as if mourning his concubine, and wailed, "Sir, what about me? I am Mr.'s proud disciple!"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "My share is for you."

Only then did Cui Dongshan stretch out two fingers, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Tears of sadness have turned into tears of joy. Mister is really a stroke of genius."

Chen Ping squinted at him.

Cui Dongshan sat down obediently.

Chen Pingan pushed the blue brick over, "Your handwriting is good. I just remembered this, and I want you to write some pleasant words and engrave them on the back of the blue brick. When the time comes, the two of us will secretly spread the blue brick." , don’t let anyone see it, maybe one day in the future, if someone accidentally sees it, it will be a small accident. It’s not a big deal, I just think it’s fun.”

Cui Dongshan chicken pecked at the rice, sat cross-legged on the stone bench, leaned forward, lay down on the table, pressed the green brick with both hands, and said softly: "Sir, let's make up the total, these 36 sentences must be written clearly. Shocking and weeping ghosts and gods."

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you think we secretly write a sentence for everyone in Luopo Mountain and engrave it on it, okay? As for the rest, you can just move the words of the sages in the book."

Cui Dongshan said happily: "It's old!"

Chen Pingan said: "Troublesome?"

Cui Dongshan resentfully said: "Mr. is so good at telling jokes."

Chen Pingan rubbed his chin, "This desolate Fengshui is caused by you."

Cui Dongshan raised his hands, imitating that elder sister's speech, "Heaven and earth conscience!"

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The two took the cross-continental ferry of Pimazong and began to return home.

While practicing boxing, Chen Ping took the initiative to find Cui Dongshan next door and asked a question.

"The knowledge of Confucian sages and sages is so great, why don't you want to talk about the knowledge of self-cultivation, learning, and doing good, and don't be so messy, at least within Confucianism, each has its own words? There are different opinions, not quarrels, but better than quarrels .”

For the first time, Cui Dongshan did not flirt with flattery, but looked serious, and asked: "Do you think that a lot of knowledge is complicated and exaggerated, but it makes the world at a loss?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and nodded.

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "If you have some knowledge, you should be higher. The reason why human beings are different from plants, birds, animals, and all other living beings is because of these knowledge hanging above their heads. You can use it if you take it. Knowledge, you must have it, speak clearly, clearly, and well-behaved. But if there is no knowledge at a high place, it is fascinating, and you have to go and have a look, then it is a mistake."

Chen Ping was silent for a long time, finally nodded and said: "It makes sense."

Cui Dongshan said slowly: "Let's talk about the first question, sir."

Chen Ping said, "No hurry, I'll think about it myself. Shall we play chess?"

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Mr. Chess, returning to the basics and reaching the heights of the sky, still need such a stinky chess basket as a disciple to teach? I am ashamed, ashamed, and terrified."

While speaking, he took out the chess box and chessboard.

Chen Pingan said with a straight face: "From now on, you are in Luopo Mountain, so don't talk much."

Cui Dongshan raised his sleeve with one hand, stretched out his hand to pick up a chess piece, hung it in the air, and said with a smile: "Sir, if you don't speak a word, how dare you speak."

Chen Pingan also picked up the chess pieces.

When Cui Dongshan sat in front of the chessboard, his whole demeanor changed, and he said indifferently: "Students are bold, Siwuyou, Zhongtianyuan, plus three side lines, let Mr. Twelve pieces."

Chen Ping glanced at the serious Cui Dongshan, silently put the chess pieces back into the chess jar, got up and left, and left directly.