Sword comes

Chen Pingan, who carried his sword back again, appeared under the steps outside the gate of the Confucian Temple.

Lin Junbi is quite a brave boy, he seems to have just sobered up?

Seeing Chen Pingan climbing up the stairs, Lin Junbi immediately dispelled the smell of alcohol, called Mr. Yin Guan, then smiled and said nothing.

Chen Pingan nodded and praised: "It's unseemly to dare to get drunk at the gate of the Confucian Temple. Jun Bi is so powerful and domineering. Don't bring a big basket with you when you go out, so as not to accidentally hurt others."

Lin Junbi was ashamed.

There were also some monks who came out to drink to relieve their boredom, and they all looked sideways at the green shirt, and it was really unreasonable that they didn't care.

Those who are qualified to discuss matters here are better informed by gossip.Knowing that the young man with the sword in front of him, despite his smile, actually has a bad temper, very bad.

When the hidden official, in the previous discussion, it was this person who dared not to look down on Tuoyue Mountain and the whole barbaric world, and said that he would fight, and now the Confucian Temple really followed suit.

Then, when he became a disciple of Wen Sheng's lineage, he was even better than that senior brother, and even worse.

In the eyelids of all the sages in the Confucian Temple, there was a fairy Yun Mo on the side of Yuanyangzhu, it seemed that Yun Mo was about to sacrifice the treasure of the Nine True Immortal Hall, and that was a fight for life, not a competition.Still refused to give up, and then provoked the Shao Yuan Dynasty?Not far from the city, he beat Jiang Longxiang. It is said that just now, he also beat Pei Cup's big disciple Ma Huangxian, and he beat the opponent directly to the bottom with just the way of Wufu Wenquan?It seems that Ma Huangxian has only been in the Ninth Realm for less than 20 years. In the end, the martial arts future that was expected to reach the top and then the sky was forcibly wiped out. Whether Ma Huangxian can return to the Ninth Realm in the future depends on It's all a big question.

Three fights successively, Qi practitioners, scholars, and pure martial arts, all fought over and over again?

Fighting is really capable of fighting, and bad temper is really bad.

The little celestial master of Longhu Mountain said in surprise: "It's you?!"

At that time, they met at the inn of the night cruise ship entry city.At that time, Zhao Yaoguang never imagined that Chen Shishi, the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, would meet any random guest in green shirts.

A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where life does not meet.

Before going down the mountain, please help me to do a fortune telling, it is a good lottery, if it is true, I will always meet noble people when I go out this time.

As far as the Confucian Temple is concerned, there is Mr. Zuo who has heard his name for a long time but never met him, and the two chatted very well.

And the famous hidden official in front of him.As for Ah Liang, forget it, he is not a noble person, but a good brother who shares weal and woe.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's me. I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

It is estimated that this Huangzi nobleman who is full of Taoism in the mountains, even more unexpected that the shop assistant who sold them things was Wu Shuangjiang at that time.

Zhao Yaoguang slapped the head, got up and apologized again, and said with a bright smile: "Last time on the ferry, there were many offenses on the trail. Mr. Chen has a lot of adults, so don't worry about it. Mr. Chen really wants to care about it. It's easy to say, in the future After going to Longhu Mountain, Xiaodao will definitely bring out a few jars of good wine, and Mr. Chen will care about them."

Chen Ping'an clasped his fists and said with a smile: "If you don't go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain when you travel to the Divine Continent of China, it will be a waste of time. But if you agree in advance, you won't have to welcome guests with drums and gongs."

The five thunders rectification method of Longhushan is well-deserved and authentic in the world. Chen Ping'an has been fascinated for a long time. He only hopes that the next time he visits the Tianshi Mansion, Longhushan can allow himself to read a few more books.

Zhao Yaoguang was stunned, the sound of gongs and drums?How do you say it?Could it be that the lord Yinguan is implying that he is more lively and extravagant?The key is that I am not a contemporary celestial master, so it is not easy to mess around.My patriarch's body is so strong, he looks younger than himself, his fists stand tall, and his arms walk like a horse.

Seeing that the little celestial master didn't understand, Chen Ping apologized and said he was talking nonsense, so don't take it seriously.

Lin Junbi had no choice but to explain to his friends who were not enlightened: "Ah Liang sneaked into Longhu Mountain once, the way your Tianshi Mansion treats guests, I heard that there are huge battles, constant thunder, and loud gongs and drums."

Zhao Yaoguang suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "I can't, I really can't."

Because of the relationship between Wensheng and old scholars, Longhushan is actually in the same line as Wensheng, and the relationship is not bad.As for Mr. Zuo's sword in his early years, it was a personal grievance between sword repairers.Besides, the elder of the Tianshi Mansion, who was destined not to be a sword fairy in this life, later turned to practice thunder law with peace of mind. On the contrary, he likes to take the initiative to mention the sword questioning with Zuo Jianxian in that great catastrophe. He always said that he suffered eight swords left and right, which was a few more swords than so-and-so sword embryos and so-and-so sword cultivators. What an uneasy record, and the look on his face is full of heroic spirit even though he is defeated.

Several groups of people who were drinking and chatting on the steps beside them all had a similar impression at the moment.

This young hermit who returned to Haoran's hometown looks easy to talk to, but it doesn't mean he's easy to provoke.

One of them, an old man, took a big sip of wine and glanced at the figure of the young man, who was still very young with a blue shirt and a sword on his back.The old man couldn't help sighing, "It's nice to be young."

Chen Ping crossed the threshold with the two of them, and after entering the Confucian Temple, they happened to sit in A Liang's position.

Knowing that A Liang has traveled far away, Chen Ping gave up the idea of ​​visiting Mrs. Qingshenshan.Originally, I planned to come to the door to apologize, after all, the shop has used the guise of Qingshenshan wine for many years, and I was thinking about buying a few bamboos with that lady, after all, the small bamboo forest next door to Mr. I got up and squeezed it a few times.Always being encouraged by the old cook to miss Xiaomi so much every day, Chen Pingan, who is the owner of the mountain, feels bad conscience.

He found that the table near him was empty, and all the drinks, melons and fruits were swept away. Ah Liang ran away after robbery?

Lu Zhi asked: "If you make such a fuss, the Confucian Temple doesn't care about you?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "I don't care, I have a sense of proportion in my actions, and it's all within the rules."

Qi Tingji joked: "The sword came out of Yuanyangzhu, and the fist hit Aotou Mountain, and it was only a kick to overturn the Parrot Island."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Sect Master Qi has a good literary talent."

Lu Zhi said, "Will Pei Cup cause trouble for you?"

If Pei Bei had to stand up for his disciple Ma Huangxian, Chen Pingan would definitely not be able to get the slightest advantage.

Chen Pingan said: "Let's talk again. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. If it's not straight, just get off the boat and go ashore."

The left and right said indifferently: "Ma Huangxian has a master, and you also have a brother. What are you afraid of? Jun Qian's fists are not light."

Chen Pingan turned his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother, one asks the sword and two ascends. The master will be very happy if he knows."

Regardless of what happened at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the senior brother only said that he hadn't used his sword for too long in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth.

Left and right didn't say a word about this, but said: "About the Jiuzhen Immortal Hall, Zhuolu Songzi has already apologized to me, and I hope you can go to Zhuolu County Academy in the future, stay for a few days, and be responsible for Confucian students in the academy are in charge of the military strategy."

This is the benefit of having a husband and a brother.

Chen Pingan was puzzled and said: "Zhuolu Songzi invited the wrong person, it's better for me to go than senior brother."

He glanced left and right at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan immediately said: "If I have the opportunity, I will definitely go to Zhuolu to attend lectures. If the main lecturer is in the academy, I will be exempted from the coursework. I must refuse."

Nodding left and right, stopped talking, and began to close their eyes and meditate.

Lu Zhi asked curiously, "How old is that Pei Cup?"

Chen Pingan replied: "If the official history books of the Daduan Dynasty are not deceiving, they are not very old, maybe less than two hundred years old."

Lu Zhi said, "That's more than 200 years old."

Chen Pingan was speechless, what is the reason for this.

After that, Chen Pingan and Huolong Daoist asked about Zhang Shanfeng's recent situation with their hearts, and said that they were going to Beiju Luzhou soon, and this time they would be a guest at Padifeng.

Huolong real person smiled and said: "It's good to be a guest, it's good to be a guest, you must go. The boy on the mountain peak has soared in these years, and he can't stop him. It's not long ago that you just left the customs. Your trip to Beijulu Zhou, I can definitely see him."

It's good to have someone as a guest, and there will be a door-to-door gift at the Padi Peak. After all, the Padi Peak is still poor. Heroic and brave, he went to Aiaizhou where the mountains and plains are full of fairy money, and he still has to lower his head to talk to people?

Huolong Daoist has always felt that his friends on the mountain are more ignorant of etiquette than the other, and they are thick-skinned because of their age. Man, who is with your own family of bastards with big wallets?

So in the past, every time he left the customs, the old master would ask Yuan Lingdian and his descendants if you have made any new friends recently, and you can invite them to the mountain as guests.It's a pity that one is more foolish than the other, unable to understand the true meaning.

When Chen Pingan heard that Zhang Shanfeng had just broken through, he felt relieved.After hesitating for a long time, he carefully talked to the old man, saying that he met Liu Daochun from Baidi City at Yuanyangzhu.

The old real person wondered: "Liu Daochun? Pindao has heard of this person, but wasn't he suppressed by Brother Zhao from Tianshi Mansion in Aquarius Island? When did he come out? Brother Zhao, brother Zhao, is there someone there?" What's going on? Why was Liu Daochun sneaked out? Is Liu Daochun's cultivation base too high, or is it because you slapped him with a slap in the early years, and the seal of the heavenly master in your hand failed to slap firmly?"

Zhao Tianlai replied with a smile: "I don't know very well. I guess it took a long time for the Taoism of the Celestial Master to disperse, not to mention that he didn't do anything cruel back then. As for how Liu Daochun got to Yuanyangzhu, it's even more unclear. "

In the past, when Huolong Daoist was also the great celestial master with the surname of Longhushan, he met each other and talked to each other.

It seems that Longhushan rejected Zhang Shanfeng's succession at that time, which made Master Huolong still a little bit uneasy and resentful.

Yu Xuan followed with emotion and said: "Yes, yes, this talisman is hard to survive for a long time, just like a talisman entrusted to a mountain by an old Taoist. If you don't take the initiative to withdraw it, it will loosen a little in at least another hundred and eight thousand years. gone."

Chen Pingan's scalp tingled when the three old Taoists chatted.

Why were the private conversations between myself and Huolong Daoist all overheard by others?

Fulu Yuxian and Da Tianshi, two masters of the Tao, certainly would not eavesdrop on the conversation. They are not so free. Could it be that they followed some ripples in the long river of time, deduced and evolved?

Chen Ping had no choice but to take the initiative to greet the two seniors.

Zhao Tianlai smiled and said, "The Yin Guan's thunder technique in Yuanyangzhu is not vulgar."

Yu Xuan smiled and said: "Throwing stones at people is too much, but just look at it to relieve your anger."

Huolong Daoist continued to doze off.

I once defeated millions of Sandman, which made me more energetic.

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The old and the young left Yingwu Island and took a ferry at the ferry to the Aotoushan mansion.

Because the young emperor wants to take this crude ferry for a good reason, saying that he can see a few more monks from other places. Wanting to accept him as a disciple, but finally found out that he was an emperor, he had to miss out on a talented and beautiful monk who cultivated Taoism. The master left sadly, regretting for the rest of his life, and every time he thinks about it on the mountain, he will shed tears of bitterness...

But when Yuan Zhou boarded the ship, he found that no one paid any attention to him.

Yuan Zhou stood by the railing and said, "Grandpa Yu, I always feel that there is something wrong with our deal."

In the second discussion, although Yuan Zhou was the emperor of Xuanmi, he did not participate in the discussion.

Yu Panshui's reason is that His Majesty is too young and too much in the limelight, and when the wind blows, it is easy to blow his head away.

So it is the result of his hard work with the Confucian Temple. If His Majesty feels aggrieved, he can bear it.Of course Yuan Zhou was willing to endure it. Xuanmi Yuan's family has only been founded for a few years, so he can't be the last emperor.

Yu Panshui smiled and said, "What's wrong? Why didn't you say it just now? His Majesty didn't sew his mouth shut."

Yuan Zhou said: "I am the emperor after all. What I say and the water I pour out are all imperial edicts. If I really want to go back on my word, I will be underestimated by Lord Yinguan for nothing, which is even worse."

On the way there, the two of them had discussed that they would half sell and half give away the Fengyuan ferry, as if there was no such thing in the imperial treasury.

The Xuanmi Dynasty and Luopo Mountain are on the line, and the two sides still have some personal friendships, so they can be counted as soon as possible.

Anyway, half of this favor should be attributed to Yu Panshui in the end, so he urged the emperor to come down.

As a result, Emperor Yuan Zhou not only gave away a cross-continental ferry for nothing, but the Xuanmi Dynasty seemed to have to pay Feng Yuan for repairs.

So much so that Yu Panshui boarded the boat and left Yingwu Island, still feeling a little

Credit?Then you kid should explain clearly when to pay back the money.If we don't ask, you won't talk about it?Is there anyone in the world who owes you so much money?

In the end, I still have the face to say, "It's disrespectful, but it's wrong to accept it"?

Yu Panshui held the handle, and rubbed against his face that was getting more and more interesting with age, thinking that when she was a little girl in the Hakka family, Pei Qian looked very simple and honest, a well-behaved girl, how polite Counting the children, if it wasn't for the old scholar's stink and shamelessness, who made a hindrance, that old and valuable thing was almost not given away, and after a twist, it would be successfully returned to the bag.

Pei Qian, who is not greedy for money, how could he have such a money-obsessed master?

Yuan Zhou looked around and said for no reason: "Grandpa Yu, it turns out that there are so few yellow objects in the outside world."

It's different at home and in the palace.As far as he could remember, when he thought of that, the young emperor's mind was full of yellow objects, the high ridge, which could not be seen at a glance, was all bright yellow.The clothes on his body, the cushions on his buttocks, the dishes on the table, and the rickety sedan chair between the high walls on both sides are all yellow.It seems that there is only one color in the world.

Other colors, for example, there is a library in the palace, which is black, and there are many precious books that teenagers will never touch in their lives, but outsiders will never see them in their lives.

As for the colors of those generals, they are similar to the flowing water of a few circling streams. They come and go in his house every day, over and over again. There are often old people speaking childish words and young people speaking unfathomable words. , and then he sat on that chair, pretending to understand when he didn't understand, and when he encountered a major event that was at a loss, he just glanced at Fatty Yu.

For the Supreme Emperor of the Xuanmi dynasty, many gray-haired old civil servants, when Fatty Yu was not around, had more or less hinted at the young man with words, Yuan Zhou actually understood, but pretended not to understand.Some old people are sincerely doing his best, while others are thinking that Yu Panshui will leave the court, so many official positions will move forward.But Yuan Zhou didn't pay any attention to it, and at most occasionally cooperated with the old people, gritted his teeth, or slightly red-eyed.In fact, it was very troublesome. In the end, he also reminded the eunuchs around him that when he turned around to talk to Grandpa Yu, don't forget his little tricks.

What's the fuss, what's in it for him?Yu Panshui will not be the emperor, and the Xuanmi Dynasty is destined to be indispensable to the Yu family as the backbone. In this case, he is a big kid, so don't mess around.

The old apricot tree in the palace, which has lived for 800 years, is said to have been planted by a founding emperor in the previous dynasty. In autumn, the tree will be covered with golden fallen leaves, and the leaves will fall every year. New year and green leaves?

The deep-rooted Zhongtu Yushi is evergreen and never leaves.

Yu Panshui had a rare kind look on his face. He patted the young man's head and said softly, "It's hard work to be the master of the house."

The young man tilted his head and complained: "The emperor dares to touch his head."

Yu Panshui laughed loudly, and patted the young man's face, "Grandpa Yu is in a good mood to accompany you on this trip, so you can choose who the queen will be in the future. It doesn't matter if the surname is Yu or not."

Yuan Zhou stomped his feet and said: "I heard that Yu Yufu and Yu Qingqing, the two most beautiful sisters Yu, have their own hearts, who can I pick when it's my turn, ah!?"

Yu Panshui smiled and said, "I know that girl Qingqing is interested in Lin Junbi. As for the slut, I heard that I asked Mr. Yinguan two times at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, hehe, do you understand?"

Yuan Zhou clapped his fists and praised sincerely: "Sister Xifu, oh no, it's my sister-in-law, and it's not right, it's my little sister-in-law who has good eyesight."

Yu Panshui slapped the boy dizzily.

On the other side of Panshui County.

A shabby young scholar found a great monk in the Ascension Realm who was recuperating from his injuries.

Jinghao, the Taibao of the Qing Palace, even though she was seriously injured on the left and right sides, still did not leave, as if she was waiting for justice from the Confucian Temple.

The one who blocked the road with the left and right, ran away and apologized was the first monk who ran back to the house to be the door god afterwards.

It's just a Jade Realm, and it's not shameful to look after the home and nursery for a great monk in the Ascension Realm.

The rest of the helpers on the mountain are mostly birds and beasts scattered, and the euphemistic name is that they dare not delay the recuperation of Old Ancestor Jing.

It's just that this monk in the Jade Raw Realm fell to the ground and couldn't get up.Before fainting, he only vaguely saw a green shirt, passing him by.

This courtyard is elegant and quiet, with a clump of emerald green plantains, as fat as dripping water.

Jing Hao walked out of the room and looked at the young scholar standing in the courtyard. Since he couldn't tell the depth of the other party's cultivation, it must be a very high level.

The uninvited guest seemed to have nothing to do, stood on tiptoe, pulled off a banana leaf, flicked it a few times,

With the lessons learned from asking swords left and right, Jinghao was not in a hurry to get angry, with a gentle look on her face, she said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist came to the door, I am far away to welcome you."

Chen Zhuoliu looked at the Qinggong Taibao, who was known as the most skilled in Xiazhou, and shook his head: "You Qinggongshan, it is really not as good as the previous generation, and the more you get lost, the more you go back."

Jinghao smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, is it possible that we are old with our Patriarch of Qinggong Mountain?"

Chen Zhuoliu was too lazy to go around in circles with this guy, and asked, "Your master, doesn't she have a portrait of me hanging in her house?"

Without saying a word, the Taibao of the Qing Palace couldn't afford to bow, and there was a trembling sound, whether it was excitement or awe, "Jinghao, my junior, I pay my respects to Chen Xianjun."

To be honored as a fairy by a Ascension Realm, of course it can only be a great monk of the [-]th Realm, at least a sword cultivator of the Ascension Realm.

Sword repair.

The man who slays the dragon.

The mentor of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City.

None of Jing Hao's senior brothers and sisters knew about this sect's secret matter.It was the master who told him before he died. She had a complex expression at the time, and she told Jing Hao the shocking truth, saying that the Qinggong Mountain under her feet was someone else's property, and it was only temporarily lent to her, and never belonged to her. The sect, that man, has taken in several disciples, the most famous of which is Zheng Huaixian from Baidi City. If there is any trouble in Qinggong Mountain in the future, you can take this painting and go down the mountain to find him. If you can’t find him, just find him. Zheng Huaixian.

Jinghao is the only son of a Taoist couple in Qinggong Mountain. When he was still a young child, he was begged by his parents who were not very qualified in cultivation. Here came a direct identity.

Later, he got the status of master and apprentice, and because he was young, he was able to go to the master's residence several times. He knew that there was a hanging portrait of a man and a poem written there. A lot of stuff is missing.

The green shirt smiles outside the white clouds... Yemei is so thin that she can't see it...

When Jinghao was young, she once asked an older senior sister about this matter. The senior sister guessed that it meant that someone went down the mountain and traveled far away, leaving only the beautiful woman to live alone in the mountain, haggard and emaciated.

Jinghao’s lineage goes back two generations, that is, Jinghao’s patriarch was actually a mountain wilderness who ran wild all over the world. He stood on the top of the mountain for thousands of years, but he never found a suitable place to stay. With a deep relationship, he helped the patriarch find this Qinggong Mountain.Then he started to establish a sect, accumulated merits at the Confucian Temple, joined the sect, spread its branches and leaves, and finally became the top fairy mansion on Liuxiazhou Mountain, and now it is firmly in the top spot.

Qinggong Mountain has been going smoothly for more than 3000 years, so Jing Hao has never had the opportunity to get paintings down the mountain.

The master's cultivation place has long been designated by Jing Hao as a forbidden area for the master, except for a clever female nun who occasionally cleans it there, even Jing Hao herself has never set foot there.

Chen Zhuoliu sneered, "Didn't I come to visit relatives today? How many kowtows can I ask for from a trash junior?"

Jinghao shook her sleeves lightly, and actually knelt on the ground, fell down, and touched her forehead to the ground three times, "This junior, give up Qinggong Mountain to Chen Xianjun."

Jing Hao's master, and the patriarch who once ranked among the ten people of Haoran in history, are both in the Ascension Realm, especially the latter, who was born in the middle-earth Shenzhou wild repair, and is truly famous all over the world.

This is the real mountain inheritance.

When Jinghao took over Qinggong Mountain, it was not bad, and it went smoothly to the Ascension Realm.

However, the current lord of Qinggong Mountain, or the former lord of the mountain, is much inferior, and will be just a fairy in this life.Now that this person has obtained Jinghao's decree, he has already retreated and contemplated the past.When Jinghao returns to Qinggong Mountain this time, she will make another decree for this outspoken disciple.A thing that is not enough to succeed but more than ruins, dare to pour dirty water on his master?

Those descendants of this person, the highest state is no more than Yupu, and the future achievements of the Dao may not be higher than this person.

So the green-clothed scholar in front of him, who neither carried a sword nor saber, said that their Qinggong Mountain was not as good as the previous generation, and there was no water in the slightest.

As for Jing Hao's master, she spent the last thousand years of her Taoist career, she was quite pitiful. In the Yang realm, you can only barely avoid the catastrophe of military solution. With a single thought, you can go out of the nether world and enter the underworld.

She passed down a sword throwing technique for Qinggong Mountain, which was specially tailored for Qi practitioners who are not sword cultivators, but it is stipulated that only one person in a generation of Qinggong Mountain disciples can learn this sword technique.

As small as flowers and leaves, as large as rivers and mountains, they can be "thrown like flying swords".

In fact, Dou Fenxia used this sword throwing technique when she threw stones and bamboo leaves at the thatched hut in the bamboo forest.

Of course, it was handed down from Chen Zhuo at the earliest, playing with the world for thousands of years. In fact, this dragon slayer is not just in the situation of Jia Sheng and Bai Mang.

After Jinghao straightened up, she knelt and sat on the ground.

Chen Zhuoliu clicked his tongue and said, "No wonder that silly girl chose you to be the owner of the mountain. You are not a very nice person, but you are clever. Get up, don't your knees hurt after kneeling on the ground for a long time?"

Only then did Jing Hao stand up.

He couldn't help bowing his knees in front of this person.

Ask about the sword from left and right, no matter how good the sword skill is, you can only ask Jinghao.

But this senior who is elusive before him can turn the entire Qinggong Mountain and hundreds of monks on the mountain upside down with repeated palm movements.

Chen Zhuoliu changed his mind temporarily, and ordered: "You can keep Qinggong Mountain, but in the future, there may be a friend of mine who will go there as a guest, and remember to treat you well. It's rude, I'll take you as a question. By the way, That disciple of yours who is in confinement, I think it’s okay, just continue to be his mountain master, if you don’t want to, forget it.”

"Yes, this junior can have a disciple who is lucky enough to enter the Immortal Sovereign's Dharma Eye. It is his good fortune, and it is Jinghao's honor."

Seeing that senior turned around to leave, Jing Hao hastily bent down and clasped his fists and said: "Dare to ask Xianjun's friend on the mountain, what is his name, do he have a Taoist name? In case the younger generation meets a real person in the future, but does not recognize him."

Chen Zhuoliu strode away and said with a smile: "My good brother looks like a boy in Tsing Yi, and his Taoist name is Little Dragon King of Luopo Mountain. You will recognize him at a glance when you see him later."

Jing Hao kept her head down, and said in a deep voice, "I would like to obey the decree of the Immortal Monarch!"

When the green-clothed scholar suddenly disappeared, Jing Hao continued to bend down for a moment, then slowly got up, a person who was "golden branches and jade leaves in the meridians, and the Taoist body is almost flawless" was actually sweating involuntarily.

It's just that Jing Hao couldn't help but wonder, who is that "Little Dragon King", an old man on the top of the mountain?

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A group of people left the Yingwuzhou house and walked to the ferry. Li Baoping was going to take the ferry to the Confucian Temple to copy the Xiping Stone Scriptures.

Li Huai's head got dizzy when he heard it, but he didn't dare to say no, so he thought about buying a few transcripts with Jingsheng, fooling around, and ensuring that he would read and read more in the future.

Before leaving the house, Liu Chicheng took out a piece of colorful cloud paper unique to Baidi City, wrote an invitation letter on it, and put it on the table.

Of course it was to invite the "Eight Qian" girl who didn't know her last name before, to visit the Liuli Pavilion in Baidi City to enjoy the scenery when she has time, and her brother Liu will definitely sweep the couch to welcome her.

Li Huai was kneeling by the table at that time, shaking his head when he saw it, and courageously persuaded that senior Liu, don't be so straightforward in the letter, it's not refined, and it's not subtle enough.

While waiting for the ferry on the shore, Liu Chicheng was not at all surprised that Chen Ping'an disappeared out of thin air, "He came and went in a hurry, you are a busy man."

Taoist Nen sneered and said: "You are young, you work hard, you don't know what you are doing all day long."

Li Huai complained: "If I said that to my brother face to face, I wouldn't give face to you, old man, if you keep messing around like this, you won't be able to eat or drink well."

Taoist Nen immediately lowered his head and bowed his head with a smile on his face, and whispered in a low voice, "Young master, I'm trying to praise Chen Ping'an for his responsibility. There is something in my words."

Gu Qingsong came swiftly against the wind, and his figure fell to the ground with a bang. The wind was strong, and many Qi trainees waiting for the ferry at the ferry were crumbling.

But when they saw the man's face clearly, they all pretended to be sightseeing along the water, and quickly moved away, hiding far away.

Lao Zhouzi looked around and still felt that only Taoist Hao Rannen was qualified to chat with him. As for Liu Daochun of Baidi City, what a flamboyant thing, why not just marry Zheng as a woman Got it in the middle?

Gu Qingsong coaxed and asked: "Fellow Daoist Nen, what about the kid? Where's the oil on the soles of your feet?"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Nen felt refreshed, and said to this fellow-daoist with a friendly face: "Gu Daoyou, you said that kid, if he doesn't pay attention, he will disappear. God knows where to go. What can I do with him? If it's not urgent, I can help with the message."

Gu Qingsong scolded endlessly, what a boy, you actually avoided him?

Li Baoping looked at the old man whose speech was getting worse and worse.

Gu Qingsong sensed her gaze, he stared, but endured it, after all, she was a little girl from a family, and she was really pleasing to the eye, such a girl full of energy was not common, so this old Zhouzi just played After less than one success, he said, "What are you looking at?!"

It's just that as soon as the words were spoken, Gu Qingsong himself felt a little

I always feel like I missed something important by mistake, but I just can't remember it.So close at hand, fishing for the moon in the water is generally futile.

Liu Chicheng couldn't help but trembled, he hesitated to speak, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to remind him, just like that brother Long Bo, a dead fellow doesn't die a poor one.

Damn it, when I get back to Panshui County, I'll have a good time with Uncle Long's brother to learn about water-piercing magical powers.

Li Baoping shifted his gaze and called out brother.

It turned out that a Confucian shirt scholar came.

Li Xisheng.

Gu Qingsong, or Xian Cha, was speechless.

He had guessed about some things, but he didn't dare to think too much about them.

If he guessed correctly, then the scholar he had met before would be half of his master's senior brother.

Bai Yujing was the head teacher, accepted apprentices on behalf of his master and taught and preached to two juniors, Yu Dou and Lu Chen.

Li Xisheng asked with a smile, "Xiancha, what did you just say?"

Gu Qingsong was speechless.

Li Baoping said: "Brother, senior just has this temper, it's nothing."

Li Xisheng turned his head, smiled and nodded with Xiaobaoping.

As for the smile to Gu Qingsong just now, and the warm smile to Li Baoping, of course there is a world of difference.

Li Huai saluted honestly, "I've seen Mr. Li."

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "Li Huai, as long as you don't think about it deliberately, you'll be fine."

Li Huai was confused, but still nodded.It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just do it.He is Li Baoping's eldest brother, a scholar, and a fellow villager, so he can't hurt himself.

There are tens of thousands of truths in the world outside the books. In fact, it is more useful to grasp one or two firmly than to memorize the truth in your head and know the truth with your mouth.

Li Xisheng said to the fairy again with his heartfelt words: "There is a reason for taking off some of your thoughts earlier. What is the truth, it is useless to say more. Now that the matter has come to this point, I will not repeat the same trick, but I will meet you again in the future." My younger sister, I will wrong you and take a detour."

Gu Qingsong straightened his back and said respectfully, "No wrong! How could you be wronged!"

Lao Zhouzi is not afraid of this person's identity, but respects him sincerely.

Walking around the world, if you want to be scary, you just have to make a hard fist.

But if you want to be respected by people, especially those who practice Taoism in several worlds, it is still not enough to rely on high Taoism.

This is also the reason why the old Zhouzi is willing to take a high look at the younger generation of monks, and only Liu Jinglong of the Beiju Luzhou Taihui Sword Sect.

Otherwise, even if the second uncle, Yu Dou, who claims to be truly invincible, is standing here, Gu Qingsong will not be afraid if he asks himself.

Even Gu Qingsong had prepared a draft for a long time ago. When he went to Baiyujing in Qingming Tianxia and met Yu Dou, the first thing he said in person was to ask him a question. The second uncle had walked to the Zhufang Pavilion all those years ago Why don't you stop by and have a fight with Chen Qingdu? Is it too much respect for the old swordsman, or can't fight at all?

The old Zhouzi made a speech.

The scholar bowed back.

Gu Qingsong said goodbye, but instead of Yufeng leaving the ferry, he threw a leaf into the water, turned into a leaf boat, and went downstream with the water.Since we can't see Chen Ping'an, we should hurry to accompany Mrs. Gui so that she won't be unhappy, right?

Li Xisheng walked to Li Baoping's side, and said softly: "I was messing around in the house earlier, pay attention in the future."

Li Baoping said: "With my little uncle here, what am I afraid of?"

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "Yes, yes, anyway, it doesn't matter if the elder brother is here or not."

Li Baoping smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Liu Chicheng was very envious, if he was such a big brother, he would be able to lie down and wander around the world, not to mention the vastness of the world.

Li Xisheng turned his head and asked, "Governor Liu, shall we chat?"

Liu Chicheng's heart was tense, and he said with a blank face: "My brother is in Panshui County, how about I lead Mr. Li?"

I don't even want to chat with this head teacher even if I am killed. If I want to chat, I can talk to my senior brother. When I arrive in Panshui County, you can chat as you like.Chess, Taoism, longevity, knowledge of the fourteenth and fifteenth realms are all casual.

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "Yes."

It's just that Liu Chicheng seemed to be dragged away, drawing an extremely long arc, directly from Yingwu Island, and fell into a house in Panshui County. Liu Chicheng, who fell heavily to the ground, simply lay on the ground in a daze.

Afterwards, Li Xisheng heard a voice from his heart, and replied in words from his heart: "Okay, after a hundred years, we will play a game of chess with Mr. Zheng in Baidi City and Baiyujing."

Then Li Xisheng looked at the unruly Nun Taoist with a smile.

Taoist Nun felt remorseful, he should never have eavesdropped on this conversation.

Not everyone can say this kind of thing to Zheng Juzhong. The game of chess is like on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Someone said that he wanted to ask Chen Qingdu about the sword, and Chen Qingdu agreed.This is almost the same reason, as for who is who, is it Chen Qingdu, to Taoting, does it make any difference?Of course not, just hacked the Manhuang Taoting to death with a few swords, and it was over.

Li Xisheng smiled and said: "It's easy to write human characters, but it's hard to do it. Fellow Daoist Taoting still needs to be careful."

Li Huai knew that the "old man" next to him must be messing around again, he hit Taoist Nen's rib with his elbow, and said softly, "Be more disciplined."

Taoist Nen said resentfully: "It's reasonable, it's reasonable, you have to behave yourself."

Li Xisheng smiled.

Taoist Nun was relieved.

The ferry docked, and a group of people boarded the ferry. Taoist Nen stood beside Li Huai honestly, and felt more at ease standing beside his son.

Earlier, Han Qiaose Yufeng from Baidi City rushed to Yingwu Island, visited Baozhai, and bought a treasure on the mountain suitable for ghost cultivation. It was expensive, it was good, but it was too expensive. , have not been able to sell.

Furthermore, near the Confucian Temple, the monk openly bought a ghost repair heavy weapon, after all, it was a bit out of date and taboo.

But Han Qiaose caught this item at a glance, and bought it again, but no one thought it was a little strange, this junior sister of the city lord of Baidi City, is famous for her mixed skills, and Liu Qi, and Qinggong Taibao Jing Hao is a person with a high level of practice, high realm, many spells, and wide supernatural powers. As long as it is not a fight of disparity in strength, if one side has endless means and compares Taoism, it will naturally be more advantageous.

It's just that compared to the turmoil around the Confucian Temple, Han Qiaose's handwriting is like a tiny splash, completely unnoticed.

Han Qiaose returned to the house in Panshui County, casually tossed the object to Gu Can who was still writing scores alone, and asked, "So you can't put Shujian Lake down?"

Gu Can shook her head and smiled, "Put it on, show it to yourself."

Han Qiaose didn't even feel that there was any contradiction in this statement.

The madman Gu Can in the eyes of others, at this moment, in the eyes of Han Qiaose, is the beauty of jade.

Gu Can put away the chess pieces on the chessboard, not to mention playing chess slowly, even slow to gather the chess pieces, Han Qiaose felt anxious for him.

Then suddenly a pink robe fell from the sky, and after falling to the ground, Liu Chicheng started to pretend to be dead, Han Qiaose glanced outside the room, "Yo, junior brother, you won't complain to senior brother this time?"

Liu Chicheng said sullenly: "Leave me alone, just enjoy the scenery."

In another courtyard of the house, Zheng Juzhong was standing under the eaves, and his eldest disciple Fu Mo was standing aside.

Zheng Juzhong said with a smile: "The moon halos and the wind blows, and the earth moistens and rains. The situation in the world is becoming clearer."

Instead of going to the riverside to participate in the discussion, Zheng Juzhong will deduce more context than going to the riverside.

Zheng Juzhong glanced at the sky and felt a little relieved.

Fu Mo said: "Master, I want to learn from Dong Sangeng. Traveling alone in the wild world may take at least a hundred years."

The implication is that he will not care about the layout of his master and Baidi City, and he will practice hard with his sword alone.As for the next collision between the two worlds, he will only use his sword according to the situation.

Zheng Juzhong nodded and said: "Why not. Those who are good at fishing seek fun, and those who are not good at fishing seek fish."

In the wild world, Jincui City quietly changed its owner. It was Yuanhu, the city owner of the fairy female cultivator, willingly, and this matter was extremely hidden.

Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City.

It is tantamount to going to the next city first for the greatness of the world.