Sword comes

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When Chen Pingan was young, he once sighed that Aquarius Continent was too big, but it was actually only the smallest continent in Haoran Tianxia.

But for a fourteenth realm monk, the land of one continent is as small as a courtyard of his own.

A person who has attained the Tao travels far away, and has a bird's-eye view of the world, with a panoramic view of all kinds of strange things.

I once saw a monk with his own eyes sitting cross-legged under the waterfall and meditating, with his hands clasped together, under the sunlight, he looked like a golden arhat.

A bird slanted and swept low, the tip of its wings pierced the water surface of the pond, and ripples burst out.

In the courtyard of a wealthy family, there is a big magnolia tree, and there is a woman leaning on the railing to enjoy the flowers. She may be silently thinking about a certain sweetheart, and a eaves and flower branches are secretly holding hands.

Dali Fan belongs to the mountains of a small country, the mountain roads are steep, the bearers carrying sliding poles walk like flying, and the female family members of the guests climbing the mountain in sedan chairs are blindfolded and miss the beautiful scenery along the way.

In a water town, there is a girl in a lotus skirt by the roadside, barefoot, walking on tiptoe with embroidered shoes.

A wealthy son, with hundreds of servants, dug mountains and dredged lakes in a secluded boundary where the mountains, rivers and gods had been reduced and there was no replacement.

There was a Gao Shi who was lying drunk in a pavilion in the mountain, and white clouds suddenly came from outside the cliff pavilion. He raised his wine glass high and threw it out of the pavilion. For thousands of years, Baiyun under this pavilion has provided the most methods of chapping. I am grateful to see this beautiful scenery.

There are several fairy masters riding on cranes, and among them, there is a handsome young man waving his whisk, making the white clouds around him fly like chaotic snow, and the smiling face of a young girl beside him is like a flower.

In a mountain with deep forests, there is a two-foot-tall mountain god empress with gorgeous makeup. She walks in the corridor, her skirt dragging the floor, followed by two rows of virgins who died young and whose souls were captured by her.

A peak with no obvious veins, the mountain is steep and slender like the back of a crucian carp. The whole mountain is like a knife, chopping on the chopping board.On the edge of the cliff at the end of the trail on the top of the mountain, there is actually a lonely courtyard built with white walls and black tiles, a patio, and four waters return to the hall. There is only an ancient pine rooted on the cliff nearby, accompanying it.

But more are the ruins of those big and small cities. It has been many years since the end of the war, but they still haven't recovered their former appearance.

In the mountains and rivers of Banzhou, things and people are different, only the old cliff carvings on the mountain, and countless brand-new epitaphs at the foot of the mountain, two or two are speechless.

Before in Dali Capital City, Cao Qinglang's imperial examination was in the same year, named Xun Qu, and he worked in Honglu Temple on the other side of Nanxunfang, and helped Chen Pingan bring some recent imperial palace newspapers.

Chen Pingan went to several places recorded in the mansion newspaper according to the map. Most of them just stayed for a while and left after reading.

In Yuzhang County, where the mountains are full of towering trees, whether they are used to build mansions or as coffins, they are all first-class good and beautiful trees. Needless to say, Chen Ping saw with his own eyes a group of wood robbers fighting with government soldiers in the mountains.

There are also countless looms in Wuzhou, which is known as the cocoon book mountain.A Zhiluo Courtyard has been built, and the official plaques have been hung up. It has been full of calculations, and it has been less than a month, which is enough to see the speed of the government orders issued by the various yamen in Dali.

At the border of Yunzhou in Huang Tingguo, he saw the stream. Sure enough, it was the entrance to the ruins of the Dragon Palace in the ancient Shu Kingdom.I went to the ruins of the Dragon Palace again, ignoring those ancient prohibitions, as if entering the land of no one, I entered it earlier than Dali Kanyu, and I was there first, but Chen Pingan did not take the few treasures of the fairy family. When it is a trip to the mountains and rivers.

The earliest Ouhua Blessed Land in Tongyezhou, and later the Xianfu ruins in Beiju Luzhou, met the old Taoist master of the East China Sea Taoist Temple, and Sun Daozhang of the Daxuandu Temple. It's a bit scary.

There is also an official of the Ministry of Industry named Li Chui in the capital of Dali, whose family has been a hydraulic engineer for generations. Unexpectedly, the Dali court has dispatched Qintian supervisors who are proficient in geomancy to investigate whether this matter is feasible.

For the gods of mountains and rivers, there are also natural and man-made disasters.

In a great battle, countless gods and gods of mountains and rivers in the south of Aquarius Continent fell, and only then did the spirits of civil and military heroes from all over the continent fill in a large number of city gods and gods of mountains and rivers at all levels.

The diversion of the river is a huge disaster for the mountain gods along the way. It can cause the mountain gods to encounter floods, flood the golden body, and the water gods to encounter droughts and be exposed to the sun.

The golden body and the ancestral temple, under normal circumstances, you can’t go and you can’t go. Migration is as difficult as climbing to the sky. If there are empty ancestral temples and no incense in the world, they will be canceled and removed from the golden and jade genealogy by the court according to the law. If you want to go to the prostitute temple, then you can only suffer, at most you can temporarily borrow incense from the neighboring city god, not to mention that you have to borrow it.Therefore, in the Shanshui officialdom, I have always preferred to be the county town god with extremely limited powers, rather than the small mountain gods, Hebo and Hepo, who are obviously less restrained.

An old man with the appearance of a farmer, with a strong figure and tanned skin, looks like an old village man who faces the loess and his back to the sky every year. Now he is squatting on the long embankment by the river, sighing and feeling very sad.

There is also a young man sitting beside him, laying on a bamboo mat with Xiang pattern, gently shaking the folding fan, the pattern of the bamboo fan is similar to that of the bamboo mat, the skin of the young man is somewhat morbidly fair, like the kind who hides in the study all the year round A scholar who does not bask in the sun.

When the two stayed together, their ages were very different and their appearances were in sharp contrast, like a piece of white tofu placed next to a piece of charcoal.

The old man said: "I'll talk to Director Liu of Dali Accompanying the Department of Rites and see if I can ask for a favor and hand over the paperwork."

The young man shook his head, speaking bluntly like a stunned young man who couldn't tell the good from the bad, "It's just a principal, not a man in the capital, so he must be speechless."

The old man said angrily: "Those few lords who can climb up to the top? We are the two little gods who control the boundaries of small mountains and small rivers. That Chief Liu is already the biggest official I know." It's better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor than to wait here to die."

The so-called Langguan refers to the Langzhong and Yuanwailang who are the chief officials and auxiliary officials of the First Division of the Ministry of Rites.For these mountain and water gods with low ranks, they are the heavenly officials in the yamen.

The young man smiled lightly and said, "Heaven wants Luo Yuniang to marry someone. There is no other way but to accept fate. The matter of diversion, regardless of self-interest, is indeed beneficial to people's livelihood."

The old man threw a stone into the river and said sullenly, "The emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuchs."

The young man remained calm and calm, "Who made you my friend?"

The old man turned his head and glanced, and said softly: "Here comes a Qi trainer. He is unfamiliar, and he can't tell the real level. Anyway, at first glance, he is a sea-observing level."

The young man glanced at the stranger who was approaching, wearing a green shirt, a long coat and cloth shoes, and breathing heavily as he walked. At first glance, he did not look like an ordinary master. The gods of mountains and rivers in the world are good at looking at Qi, and they are often better than monks. Whether you are a Qi practitioner or not, as for whether you can see through the depth of Taoism at a glance, you have to look at the height of a golden statue of a god.

The young man folded his folding fan and said with a smile: "I advise you not to go to the doctor in a hurry. Besides, the river here is diverted, and a total of six tributaries of the river have been abandoned. The old waters under my jurisdiction have been annexed by you, and it will be treated as a field where the rich water does not flow to outsiders."

The rest of the mountain gods and land lords in the vicinity are now eagerly waiting for the Ministry of Rites and Industry to start the Dadu diversion. Officials from the Ministry of Industry and Commerce promised that the Dali court would arrange a way out, but they were afraid that it was just some superficial talk, and if they turned their backs and refused, who would they turn to to complain?

The old man said angrily: "What a good thing, the land is big, there are many right and wrong, not to mention that it originally belonged to your Tiaobo River, I'm sorry, once you leave, leave me alone, what's the matter, help me!" Are you guarding the tomb? You were a senior official before you were alive, but I was also a marquis in life and a beautiful posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous title. Why can’t I come to guard the tomb for you Taifu Cen? You really think of yourself as the emperor’s lord .”

The young man persuaded: "Even if the incense in the world is cut off, relying on the family wealth I have accumulated and borrowing some incense from you in the future, your Dieyunling will be like raising a useless guest who only eats and doesn't work. It is estimated that it will not be difficult to endure another sixty years, you have to think about it this way, for ordinary masters under the mountain, 60 years is almost the age of a lifetime, so I have nothing to complain about."

The green-clothed man stopped in his tracks, clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Cao Mo, a casual cultivator, has seen Dou Mountain God in Dieyun Ridge."

The man surnamed Cao who claimed to be Shan Zeyexiu turned his head to look at the young man, "This must be Cen Hebo who jumped into the Po River."

Dou Yan, the mountain god of Dieyunling, was enshrined as a Marquis during his lifetime, and successively served as the county town god, county town god and the mountain god of this place.In Dieyun Ridge, there is an allusion about the immortal flying on a chi, which has been passed down in the market.

He Bo, Cen Wenqian, who jumped over the Bo River, served as a transshipment envoy during his lifetime. He was in charge of dredging water transport in a country and building granaries. He was an official to the Ministry of Rites.

The old man nodded with a smile, raised his arms high, and clasped fists with the Immortal Master Cao in return, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Yo, the little baby looks young, but she has a good eye. She even recognizes herself and Cen Wenqian, especially her old friends, who are notoriously reclusive. Jiang He Zhengshen is still growing.

Cen Hebo still had a stubborn temper pretending to be deaf and dumb, and Dou Yan was helpless.

The old fish in Cen Wenqian's river jump into the waves and eat flowers. They are well-known both on and off the mountain. There are as many high-ranking and dignified masters on the mountain who come to fish here, as many as the unique apricot perch and giant green in the river.

For hundreds of years, Cen Wenqian has never been close to anyone. If it was Dou Yan, the mountain god, he would have met several rich and powerful ministers, and then he would win over him as a big pilgrim in his family's temple.

In fact, Dali Jingshi and Peidu are two places, inside and outside the officialdom, even though there are many literati and refined scholars who have heard of Tiaobohe, none of them dare to abolish the public for personal reasons. talk.

The guest in blue shirt looked around and said with a smile: "Cen Hebo is really just like the rumors in the outside world, he has a calm temperament and doesn't care about the amount of incense. Hundreds of thousands of people who have been favored by jumping into the Bohe River have not produced a second-class Jinshi for almost 200 years, but only intermittently have two Jinshi-born...'Mrs. Ru'?"

In fact, the Tiaobo River early in the morning, whether it is the landscape, or the civil and military luck, is very strong and mellow, and enjoys a high reputation in the mountains and rivers of several countries, but the years are long, and the dynasties have been changed several times. There are no floods on both sides of the strait, and there is no drought in the waters of her own, so Cen Wenqian doesn't care about any superfluous things.

So much so that Cen Wenqian is still a river uncle. Otherwise, with the reputation of Tiaobo River and the richness of water transportation, he should be a master of water god appointed by the court. Shengjiang is not impossible.

Dou Yan held back his laughter, held back his anger, and let it go, to let go of his anger. This kid beat around the bush and scolded him well, but Cen Wenqian didn't deserve it.

Whether it is the officialdom before his death or the current officialdom in the mountains and rivers, what kind of good thing is it to be evacuated and clean, to keep oneself clean, not to join forces with others, and not to manage contacts at all?

It's just that now, thinking of the situation of old friend Cen Wenqian, Dou Yan feels a little sad.

But listening to the ridicule of "Mrs. Ru", Dou Yan was a little bit dumbfounded. This official statement is a bit damaging.

Ci Tong was born as a Jinshi, compared with the first three and the second grade Jinshi, it is similar to a "concubine", just like a woman who is not the original spouse of the main house, of course it is "like a wife rather than a wife".

Listening to a stranger's subtle sarcasm, Cen Wenqian didn't take it seriously, after all, it wasn't the kind of door-to-door scolding, so just pretend that you didn't understand.

Seeing that the foreigner chose a fishing spot, he took out a can of distiller's grain corn that he had prepared a long time ago, sprinkled it to make a nest, took out a green bamboo fishing rod, touched some snails by the river, and hooked the bait After that, I started fishing with a pole.

Dou Shanshen is naturally warm-hearted, but also a chatterbox, able to chat with anyone.

"Where is this Master Cao from?"

"A native of Dali, this time I'm going on a southward tour, just walk around casually, step on the watermelon rind and slide wherever I go."

"It's a good feeling. If you come a few days later, you might miss it with Xinghua Perch and Big Herring."

"God Dou Shan, what do you say?"

Cen Wenqian coughed lightly.

Dou Yan didn't bother to heed Cen Hebo's reminder, instead he got up and squatted next to that Immortal Master Cao, and said to himself, "I don't know something about Immortal Master Cao, but now that Dadu at Dali has changed its course, jumping into the Po River might become a thing of the past. , Many water descendants have already begun to move, when the riverbed will be exposed, and the apricot flowers on both sides will die, so why talk about apricot perch."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "As a result, Tiaobo River has indeed suffered a great disaster. Fortunately, I came by coincidence."

Hearing the latter sentence, Dou Yan's heart turned cold.

"Brother Cao, I see that you have a nice face, and I don't want to go around with you. You might as well tell Brother Dou that you are an official of the Ministry of Industry in Dali City, right? Mountains, rivers and rivers? Is the official big or not? Brother’s vision of people has always been good. Look at your official air, brother, tsk tsk, it’s not small, it’s really not small, you must start as the head of the first department, right? You will be in charge of the first department in the future , I don't think it's a big problem."

"If I'm not mistaken, Brother Cao was born in Chi'er Street, the capital city. He is a young handsome man from the Dali General's sect, so he served as a monk accompanying the Dali Frontier Army. When the war ended, he took advantage of the opportunity to transfer from the Dali Iron Cavalry Working as an errand in the Ministry of Industry? Is it not?!"

"Looking at Brother Cao's landscape and appearance, he can't be wrong, absolutely can't be wrong, but I don't know if he is currently working in the Yu Department of the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry in the capital city, or the high school of the Ministry of Water?"

The two ministers of the Ministry of Industry are in charge of all government affairs in the world, including rivers and mountains, official posts, bridges, weirs, dikes, rivers and canals.

Chen Pingan didn't talk to her.

If this Dou Shanshen went to set up a fortune-telling stall, he would starve to death.

Dou Yan still didn't give up, "Brother Cao, if you can give it to the official of the Ministry of Industry, of course it would be even better for the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. You just need to help me deliver a word, no matter whether it is successful or not, I will be my guest at Dieyunling when I come to Dieyunling again. .”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "God Dou Shan has lost his mind, I'm not a Dali official."

Dou Yan asked in a low voice: "Could it be that brother Cao is Mr. Qingwu from the Daliqin Tianjian?"

Chen Ping still shook his head, quickly caught a bass, grabbed it with his hand, and gently threw it into the fish basket.

Dou Yan clapped his hands and applauded, "Brother Cao is lucky, it seems that he really has a destiny with Tiaobohe."

For the sake of friends, this Dou Shanshen really doesn't want any old face.

In fact, in the past, no matter whether he was a colleague in Shanshui's officialdom, or even his immediate boss in charge of Shanshui in dozens of prefectures and counties, the governor of the city, Dou Yan had never humiliated and smiled so much.

It is certain that this imposing Master Cao is the official from the Ministry of Industry who was born in Chi'er Street or Yichi Lane in Dali Capital City.

Dali officials, no matter how big or small they are, are difficult to deal with. For example, the diversion of the river, many mountain gods and temples including Dieyunling, and the rivers and rivers. For practical purposes, those Dali officials don't go to visit at all, but they are still very attentive to the specific implementation of those official affairs. They perform their duties, are methodical, and do things very well.

What kind of person, what kind of friends to make.

Chen Pingan had a good idea, and asked with his heart: "I heard that Cen Hebo doesn't have many friends, except for Dou Shanshen, there are only a handful of them. I don't know if there is an old man surnamed Cui among his friends?"

"No."

"The old man's surname is Cui, and he is a pure martial artist."

"I don't know each other, and I have never had any contact with people from the Jianghu."

Chen Pingan continued: "That old man Cui once taught me boxing carefully, but he thought that my qualifications were not good enough, so he didn't formally accept him as a disciple, so I can only be regarded as an anonymous boxing apprentice of old Cui."

At the Bamboo House in Luobashan, the old man never talked about the past with Chen Pingan, such as Cui Cheng and Tiaobohe Cen Wenqian being friends, or the old man chatting with Nuanshu and the others. It is only after hearing the news from the gods that the ears report to the gods.

Strange to say, Cui Cheng never had a good face when he was with Chen Pingan, but when he was with Nuan Shu and Xiaomi Li, he was so kind.

Cen Wenqian was silent for a moment, "Cao Immortal Master is really good at joking. A mountain god who has achieved Taoism went to practice boxing and learn some martial arts. Wouldn't it be a waste of time and talent? Immortal Master Cao is not afraid of complaints from his family and the elders in the mountain that he is not doing his job properly? "

Obviously, this He Bo talked a lot more than the concise and concise question and answer in the previous question and answer.

Chen Pingan caught another golden perch, threw his pole into the water again, and said with a smile: "There are no elders in the family. As for going up the mountain to practice, there are guides, but they don't have any status as masters and apprentices, so they used to call themselves casual cultivators. It's not that the younger generation intends to deceive people."

Cen Wenqian asked with a smile, "How does it feel to learn boxing as a cultivator?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "Learning boxing is not easy, especially Mr. Cui's teaching boxing, it is so difficult that people regret learning boxing."

Cen Wenqian sighed.

Then it cannot be faked.

This young Dali official who kept his secrets hidden was probably really Cui Cheng's unnamed disciple.

Cui Cheng's rigorous attitude towards martial arts practice is exactly the same as that of family management and academic studies.

Cen Wenqian asked: "Since Immortal Master Cao claims to be an anonymous disciple, how can Cui Cheng's boxing skills come to fruition?"

Chen Ping replied with a smile: "I have a great disciple of Kaishan, who has better martial arts qualifications than me. By chance, he got into the eyes of Mr. Cui and was accepted as a direct disciple. It's just that Mr. Cui doesn't care about details, and everyone counts their own generations."

Cen Wenqian nodded, it was something Cui Cheng could do.

Chen Pingan asked: "Mr. Cui will also sing with Cen Hebo's poems?"

Cen Wenqian smiled and said: "Of course, Cui Cheng's knowledge and talents are very good, and he can be regarded as a literary master. When I first met him, Cui Cheng was still a young scholar traveling on a study trip. Dou Yan still doesn't know Cui Cheng's true identity has always been mistook for him to be the seed of education of an ordinary noble family in a small country."

Cen Wenqian introduced, "Old Dou, Master Cao is Cui Cheng's unnamed disciple."

Dou Yan wondered, "Which Cui Cheng?"

Cen Wenqian laughed

: "It's that poor scholar who always drinks with you in Dieyunling every time he passes by."

Dou Yan laughed loudly and said: "Oh, it means that Xiao Cui, I remember, why don't I remember, I have seen it a few times, but that Xiao Cui has a high vision and is only close to Cen Hebo, every time he only knows how to cheat from me. liquor."

Then Dou Shanshen found that the face and eyes of the young Dali official were a little strange.

Dou Yan wondered: "What's the matter, why don't you call him Xiao Cui? The age difference between the two parties is two or three hundred years. Is it possible that I have to call him Brother Cui? That's too hypocritical."

Chen Ping stared blankly at the river.

The river is as blue as the sky, and the perch is like hanging in a mirror. If it is not by the clouds, it is by the wine.

It turned out that he was young.

Like that old nanny.

This is an unimaginable thing.

Just like Mr. Qi, Cui Cheng, and the old lady are to Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping's to Pei Qian, Cao Qinglang, Zhao Shuxia and others.

Li Baoping, Pei Qian and Li Huai are from Baixuan and the dumb children in Qilong Lane.

And those children who are still young now, maybe in the future they will become senior masters that the children of Luobashan and Xiazong can't imagine.

Presumably this is the passing of the torch.

Chen Ping squatted by the river, shook the two bass in the fish basket into the river, put away the fishing rod and fish basket, got up and took out a white bowl from his sleeve, changed his name, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cen Regarding the diversion of Dadu, the younger generation is an outsider of the Dali official, unable to change anything, but is Mr. Cen willing to take a step back and not need to replace the Jinshen temple and Hebo water mansion, just around here, and serve as a lake of Hebo?"

The man spoke so nonchalantly that Dou Shanshen was confused.Cen Wenqian transferred to Yihu Hebo?But within hundreds of miles, where are the lakes?

What's the matter, moving mountains to build lakes?The young man really thinks that he is an old god of the upper five realms, with the supernatural powers that can move mountains and seas?

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if you can move a few unowned ridges of mountains, and then dig out a prototype of a large pit from the ground to carry the lake water, where does the water come from? , pulling the jumping river into the lake?Besides, it is the dry season now, and the water volume of the Tiaobo River is not enough. What's more, if you really want to do it so recklessly, the mountains and rivers will be too involved, and it will affect the autumn harvest of the people on both sides of the strait. The Ministry of Industry in the capital city can make an exception. The diversion of rivers is a foregone conclusion after all. Even if the new lake is built, it will still be in an embarrassing situation with no source of water. The water transportation of the lake is lifeless. Cen Wenqian will still be a widow with a dying incense, so what's the point of this move?

Young and energetic, I don't know what to say.

But having said that, this kindness should be appreciated.

Cen Wenqian shook her head with a smile and said, "Master Cao doesn't need to be so thankless, and lose his spiritual energy and official connections in vain."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Young junior said something outrageous, this matter is not difficult at all, it's just like raising a glass at the wine table."

Dou Shanshen said with a heartfelt smile: "Wen Qian, look, this look, this tone, don't you look like that poor guy Cui Cheng back then?"

"The juniors will go back as soon as they go."

The guest in Qingshan held the bowl in one hand, just took a step, and disappeared in an instant, thousands of miles away.

Dou Yan used a mountain god's natal supernatural power, and after recovering his mind, he was shocked and said: "Good guy, you are no longer in the boundary of Dieyunling!"

Soon the green shirt returned to the bank of the Tiaobo River, still holding the white bowl, but there was an extra bowl of water.

Dou Yan was disappointed, the thunder was loud and the rain was little?

How much water can such a big white bowl hold even if you use the Xianjia technique?It's not as much water as a jumping river, right?Looking far away, what is the picture?

But Cen Wenqian looked serious and asked: "Is Master Cao borrowing water from Dadu?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Run a little farther and change to another place to get water."

Cen Wenqian asked: "But sea water?!"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Cen, although the water is taken near the mouth of the sea, the younger generation has already removed the turbidity to get the clear water. For the time being, it is not as clear as Tiaobo River, but in the future, the quality of water transportation will not be too bad. A bowl of water, the amount of water is acceptable, enough to support a three-hundred-mile Daze lake."

Cen Wenqian was speechless.

This is called "Shang Ke"?

According to legend, the ancient immortals had the East China Sea in their sleeves!

Dou Yan's eyes widened, and he stretched his neck to look at the bowl of white water. Could it be that the young man is bragging and not drafting?

Chen Pingan handed the white bowl full of water to Cen Wenqian, and said with a smile, "Mr. Cen and Mr. Cui met once, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water."

Cen Wenqian is not a pedantic person, so she took the water bowl openly.

After Cen Wenqian took the light bowl of water, Chen Pingan took a look at the surrounding mountains and rivers, put his fingers together, and drew an arc to make a talisman without using talisman paper. He drew a circle, first defined the territory, and then turned his palm , In an instant, the mountains and rivers trembled, a few miles away from Tiaobo River, at the border with Dieyun Ridge, the [-]-mile boundary sank in an instant, but during this period, all living beings were shaken by the blue-clothed man, flying like clouds and fog , was shaken down to the bank of the upper reaches of the Tiaobo River, and then lightly grasped, those collapsed mountain roots were condensed into a mustard seed-sized soil ball, held in Chen Pingan's hand, and once again drew symbols with his fingers, imitating that fairy hairpin City and Lu Chen, one person and one character, draw water characters and mountain characters on the bottom of the big pit and the earth ball in their hands respectively.

Fantastic.

A river god and a mountain god were still unheard of in the face of such a method of moving mountains and waters, so that the golden bodies of the two mountain gods shook, and their minds swayed uncontrollably.

What is Master Cao, it is appropriate to call him Immortal Cao, Immortal Cao.

Chen Pingan handed the apricot-sized pocket soil ball to Dou Yan, and said with a smile: "Brother Dou, we met by chance and hit it off right away. I will ask for drinks with my brother later. This mountain character can be placed at the root of the mountain. In the future, the rustic atmosphere will grow, and the mountain movement in Dieyunling will be beneficial. As for the border between Dieyunling and lakes and mountains in the future, there is no need to worry about the mountains and rivers interfering with each other, and the two phases will only be stable."

Dou Yan took the weird soil ball that was said to be a "mountain character", but he staggered and almost failed to catch it. The mountain god's face turned red immediately.

Dou Yan glanced at Cen Hebo, who was holding the bowl easily, and wondered why he was the only one making a fool of himself?

Chen Pingan said: "Wait for a while, I have to write a letter temporarily, and Lao Dou will hand it over to the Marquis of Changchun, Dadu. Yi, maybe the Marquis of Changchun can help me explain a thing or two to the accompanying capital and the Ministry of Industry about the movement here today."

Between Chen Ping's words, he twisted his wrist, and took out a pen and paper from his sleeve. The paper was suspended in the air, filled with mist, forming a mysterious and mysterious landscape restriction. Chen Ping quickly finished writing a secret letter and addressed it to the senior The content of the letter is full of polite words, and it roughly explains the reason for the change of the boundary of Tiaobo River today. The last sentence is the key. Under the premise, take care of Dou Yan, the God of Dieyunling Mountain.

Just like every Dayue Mountain Lord in Haoran Jiuzhou also governs many rivers, so the high-ranking Lord Dadu also has many mountain ranges within his jurisdiction.

Finally, Chen Pingan took out a personal seal with the inscription "Chen Shishi".

Picking up the seal, he breathed lightly at the three characters at the bottom, and stamped it at the end of the letter.

This is the first time that Chen Pingan has officially sealed a letter with the seal that has been treasured for many years.

From now on, the letters between Luopo Mountain and other mountains, as long as they are written by the owner of the mountain, Chen Ping'an, will either be sealed with "Chen Ping'an of Luopo Mountain" or "Chen Shishi" here.

This is the justifiable etiquette on the mountain.

Chen Pingan put the letter in an envelope and handed it to Dou Yan. Finally, he clasped his fists and said with a smile to the two of them: "Mr. Cen, Brother Dou, the younger generation is still in a hurry, so let's just leave it alone. The mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period later."

Cen Wenqian and Dou Yan each returned the salute.

Dou Yan sighed unceasingly, "Wen Qian, this time I'm the one who got your favor, it's a great blessing, just come when you say it."

The well-deserved handwriting of the gods has created such unimaginable miracles in an understatement.

Cen Wenqian smiled and said nothing.

Dou Yan asked suddenly: "Huh? Cen Wenqian, do you remember the face of that Immortal Cao?"

Cen Wenqian frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "I really don't remember clearly."

Dou Yan said with emotion: "What kind of thing is this? The actions of the immortals on the top of the mountain really cannot be speculated by common sense."

Cen Wenqian said softly: "There is nothing difficult to understand, it is nothing more than a gentleman who does not repay his kindness."

If he guessed correctly, in that letter, the elusive Qingshan guest would have told Changchun Marquis Yanghua not to let Dou Yan out.

Dou Shanshen carefully put the mountain character into his sleeve, wiped his face vigorously, and was about to speak, when his golden body shook again, and his whole body was full of brilliance.

Not only is Dou Yan's Dieyun Ridge over there, the mountain mist rises in an instant, and the colorful clouds are lingering.

There is also this Tiaobo River, which is obviously in the season of summer and autumn, and there are countless apricot blossoms on both sides of the river, like a spring breeze.

Cen Wenqian said softly: "It is because of the four-character prophecy of "the mountain is high and the water is long."

Dou Yan tremblingly said: "Isn't it a moral saint with a heavenly constitution in his mouth?!"

Cen Wenqian remained silent.

Dou Yan scratched his head, "What's going on?"

Cen Wenqian joked with a smile: "I'm not the only one who knows Cui Cheng, don't you also know Xiao Cui?"

Dou Yan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized that his staggering earlier, could it be that Cao Xianjun, who respectfully called Cui Cheng as the old man, was taking revenge on his little Cui?

Dou Yan asked, "Why didn't you ask Cui Cheng?"

I only know that this old friend has violated the ban several times and left the jurisdiction of Tiaobo River without authorization. If it weren't for the little Hebo, he already belonged to the lowest rank of the water god in the world, and there is nothing to be relegated from the official position. Otherwise, Cen Wenqian would have been demoted again and again. Being relegated, the official hat will only get smaller and smaller, but Cen Wenqian didn't talk about official promotion because of this. The city's city god directly sent a message to Tiaobohe Shuifu. Wan can't afford to serve you, Cen Dashuishen.

Cen Wenqian looked gloomy, "In the expression of that green shirt guest, he already has the answer, why bother to ask more."

Chen Ping then took a trip to Meiyang Country, but he was not in that familiar county town. Seeing the young county lieutenant who was insane and drunk, he originally wanted to repeat the old trick and bought a few cursive scripts with the county lieutenant again. After inquiring about the copybook, I found out that the county lieutenant had already resigned from office and traveled north.The deal back then was really a bargain. Chen Pingan bought a large stack of cursive copybooks with only five pots of fermented rice from the mountain. The writing is both brilliant and strict.

Chen Ping's own handwriting is average, but he thinks that his appreciation level is not inferior to the calligraphers at the foot of the mountain, not to mention that even Zhu Lian and Cui Dongshan said that those cursive scripts, even they can't imitate seven or eight percent of the spirit, this evaluation , it cannot be higher.Cui Dongshan directly said that each of these cursive copybooks can be used as a family heirloom. The older the year, the more valuable it is. The cross is completed in one go: the fairy walks too empty, the crimson clouds grow under the feet, the wind and rain disperse the ceiling, the dragon mud prints the jade slips, and the fire refines the real text.

The master's method is better than Wei Bo's, and he doesn't force him to ask for it. He just goes to the first floor of the bamboo building to borrow a certain copybook from Xiao Nuanshu, saying that he needs to copy the copybook a few more times, otherwise his cursive script will be rare. When Chen Pingan returned to Luopo Mountain later, when he learned of this, he took the initiative to send out the copybook.Mr. Zhong also said in a serious manner that this is not a good idea, a gentleman does not take what others like.Cao Qinglang happened to be there at the time, so he said, I can help Mr. Zhong return this "Monk under the Moon" to Mr. Zhong later.

Chen Pingan bought several jars of locally brewed Wuti wine in Chishui City in Shujian Lake.

Coincidentally, while drinking Wuti wine, I remembered the Ascending Realm ghost cultivator who "just fought", the master of Xuanpu, the lord of Xianzan City, who happened to be named Wuti.

Back then, Fan Yan, the young city lord of Chishui City, who was the only seedling, was always regarded as a fool without a brain. Now he has become the city lord, and he has also attached himself to the Dali court, making Chishui City grow stronger and stronger under the eyes of the Zhenjing Sect. , is such a heroic figure, who used to bite Gu Can, who was a big kid, one at a time.

Chen Pingan walked by the water, looked back, and saw a prosperous restaurant in the distance.

It seems that the first and only time in my life to set up a wine bureau seriously is over there.

At the banquet that day, it was actually Gu Can who was more familiar and comfortable than Chen Pingan. He was a half-grown child, talking and laughing happily, with flying eyebrows.

When Jiang Shangzhen was still in charge, he set aside five islands from Shujian Lake where Zhenjingzong was located, and gave them to Luopo Mountain, but this enclave was named under the name of a young monk named Zeng Ye.

Jiang Shangzhen didn't even bother about discussing matters in the Patriarch Hall, it was a complete decision.

Who has an objection to this?Wei Ying who can be regarded as his half son?

The chief enshrined Liu Laocheng at that time?Or Liu Zhimao, the True Lord of Jiejiang, who is enshrined as the second seat?Or Li Fuqu?

In Shihao Kingdom on the north side of Shujian Lake, the emperor Han Jingling is nearly half a hundred years old because he has never practiced Taoism, and he is already showing a bit of old age.

Today, after retiring from the imperial court, I had some free time, so I started to repeat the old tunes of my grandchildren, repeating the same phrases over and over again, "That Luobashan Chen Jianxian bought me a drink back then!"

It's not "us" anymore.

No matter how good a man is, he does not mention the bravery of the past, but the story of this old man must also be mentioned, from time to time, and if he talks too much with the sons of the dragon, he will tell the grandchildren of the dragon again,

As for becoming His Majesty the Emperor back then, Han Jingling started to cock his tail. He walked to Qingxia Island with Huang He and asked to sit in the accounting room, but was stopped by Gu Can. Actually, the two sides were not too noisy at that time. Happy, but at that moment, Gu Can seemed to be a different person, the city was deep, and he didn't show it on his face.

What to do with these trivial matters.

"It's not the kind of casually throwing pots of Xianjia wine. It's a serious wine bureau. There are a large table of wine and vegetables, just ordinary drinks. You children don't understand the way here. If the wine on the mountain , but it’s boring.”

These old almanacs, the two children have long heard their ears callused, shaking their heads and making faces at each other.

A child opened his mouth early, spoke silently, and helped the emperor's grandfather say the sentence that was used to end every time.

"At that time, everyone was luxurious!"

Chen Ping only took two steps, and went back and forth between Shihao Country and Shujian Lake. He didn't care about Han Jingling's embellished words.It's not illegal to brag, let alone an emperor.

Afterwards, she quietly went to Gongliu Island, and found Li Fuyu. She took in a new unnamed disciple, from a small place called Xianyou County, named Guo Chunxi. The direct disciples have to pay attention.

Seeing Chen Ping'an, Li Fuqu was very surprised.Chen Pingan asked about Zeng Ye's practice, and Li Fuqu naturally knew everything.

The two sides chatted about Gao Mian by the way. It turned out that Li Fuqu was also an enshrined priest of the Invincible God Fist Gang after watching the ceremony at Lupo Mountain, not a guest.

Gao Mian has stepped down as the guild leader. The old guild leader Gao has fallen from the Yupu Realm twice. On the battlefield near Dadu, a monster almost broke the Longevity Bridge. He fell again and barely survived. At the Jindan stage, it is unlikely that you will be able to be brave with others in this life.

As a result, the first Patriarch Hall meeting that Li Fuzhen participated in over there, saw a scene of spittle splashing and two groups of people akimbo spraying at each other. The two groups were arguing over there, not whether to change the name of the mountain, but to change the name of the mountain. It was a matter of arguing over which new name was better. After all, a serious monk sect ended up with a name that even the Jianghu sect would not choose.

In the early years, if it weren't for the fact that the old gang leader was still strong, he couldn't beat him, let alone scold him, otherwise this matter would have been put on the agenda long ago.

On the side of Zhenjingzong, where can we see such a scene? The three suzerains, Jiang Shangzhen, Wei Ying, and Liu Laocheng, are all convincing.

The Real Realm Sect is also considered to be very powerful. In such a short period of time, three suzerains appeared one after another.

Li Fuqu was quite worried at the beginning, whether the old gang leader Gao would be greatly disappointed because of this incident, and the hero would be short of breath, but it turned out that this was not the case at all. Fairy Su Jia from Yangshan was reintroduced into the genealogy of the Patriarch Hall.

Xun Yuan, nicknamed Yichi Gun, Gao Mian, nicknamed Yumian Xiaolangjun, Gao Mian, nicknamed Wushijing, and Benglao Zhenjun, who can't see the end of the dragon, these few local rich men are all famous in the mountains. The hawker claims to hold up half the sky of a continent of mirrors, flowers and moons, and half of the country was brought down by the joint efforts of them. I don't know how many fairies have won a lot of money from these few.

In addition, there is an unknown brother named Xiaobaitiao in the wave. He doesn't spend much money, but he joins the show every time. He uses a few snowflakes to raise his voice and help some deserted fairies to create a thousand Thousands of horses in the army have bowed down under the pomegranate skirt.

Li Fuqu asked: "Chen Shanzhu came to Gongliu Island this time, did you not see Sect Master Liu or Island Master Liu?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Forget it this time."

In fact, when Jiang Shangzhen was the suzerain of Zhenjing Sect, apart from the act of using public wealth for personal gain, he also called the chief to worship Liu Laocheng. The two were walking on the path by the lake of Gongliu Island. Jiang Sect Master casually broke a wicker and smiled Said a few words to Liu Laocheng.

"If you think that if you break the bottleneck of the Jade Raw Realm and become an immortal, you have to kill her with your own hands. This is your own practice, and I have no control over it."

"But if you want her to die, I will definitely let you die first. This is my own business, Jiang Shangzhen, and you have nothing to do with it."

Liu Laocheng didn't dare not take it seriously.

There is no such thing as a unparalleled road, but Liu Laocheng, who had to find another way, has successfully entered the fairyland. From the chief enshrinement, he became the third suzerain after Jiang Shangzhen and Wei Ying in the history of the Zhenjing sect. .

Chen Pingan then took a trip to Qingxia Island

, but not to Liu Zhimao, but to that Zhu Xian Mansion.

Qingxia Island female ghost Hongsu, her real identity is Huang Han, a female cultivator from Gongliu Island in her previous life, and she is also Liu Laocheng's Taoist companion.

A few years ago, she resigned as a female official in the Hengbo mansion, and became the concierge of Zhu Xian's mansion again.

Because she is still not good at dealing with the intrigue among those women, she really can't control a dozen maidservants who have their own thoughts, so she resigned from her rather noble and leisurely position and could earn a lot of money, and returned to Zhuxian Mansion to continue to work for Ma The master was the concierge, and when he met visiting guests, he would ring a string of bells next to the door.

I worked in Hengbo Mansion for a few years, and saved a lot of snowflake money. Whenever Hongsu was in a bad mood, she would spend one. From an ugly old woman, she changed back into the appearance of a young woman, making her more beautiful. I don't look so hideous in my own eyes.

In the end, Master Ma scolded you prodigal bitch.

The ghost Xiuma Yuanzhi, who was born as a food bearer, is still serving as a second-class enshrined in Qingxia Island, living under Liu Zhimao's hands, and following this step-by-step Zhenjun Jiejiang, the chicken and dog ascended to heaven, and mixed with the Zhenjingzong. With a genealogy status, in fact, you don't have to do anything, you just get a salary for nothing every year.

This rice-bearer who used to be one of the many handymen in Beijing, his status can be described as extremely humble, but he has a rather elegant heart. Ghost Xiu named his Qingxia Island mansion "Zhu Xian", It comes from the phrase "Chongrun rings Zhuxian" in a rare poem in his hometown, which sounds homophonic "think". Liu Chongrun, the owner of the old Zhuchai Island, is His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess of his hometown.

It's a pity that Her Royal Highness, the Eldest Princess, Liu Chongrun, brought a group of Yingying and Yanyan, and moved out of Shujian Lake a long time ago, and settled on a mountain in a foreign country called Crawfish's Back.

Over the years, Ghost Xiu has often scolded the accountant.

On the one hand, he said that he had absolutely no intentions, and vowed that he had no unreasonable thoughts, and would never take the initiative to provoke His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess.

While stealthily abducting His Royal Highness the eldest princess to his hometown, the back of the fish, his mother, the back of the fish, fish, slippery, back, ghost, just imagine the white and tender back of the eldest princess... ... just want to cry.

Having said that, it's normal for Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess to be such a beauty, and Chen Pingan to be such a young guy, a little whimsical and crooked.

I just don't know if Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess has not seen her for so many years, will she become ill with love, and become so haggard and thin that her little waist will become even more slender?

For her back then, this ghost really took its life.

He had already given her his heart.

She has been sleeping in her heart for many years.

Hey, I really want to give my body to Her Highness the Eldest Princess too.

Today, Guixiu Ma Yuanzhi came to the gate of the mansion, and wanted to go out, go boating on Zhuchai Island, and wander around. Isn't it a stalwart figure?

The concierge Hongsu dared to ask: "Master, Mr. Chen has really become the sect master?"

Ma Yuanzhi stopped and said with a sneer, "Can you make money by lying to you?"

The female ghost timidly said: "That's not possible."

Ma Yuanzhi rubbed his chin, "I don't know if the lingering love story between me and the eldest princess has been printed and published."

Hongsu blushed and said: "There is also the story of the servant girl, Mr. Chen also copied it down."

Ma Yuanzhi stared and said: "You are too stupid to be cured. In our chief Liu's Hengbo Mansion, which is so rich and expensive, you don't know how to enjoy yourself, but you want to go back to a ghostly place like me to be a concierge. I'm surprised." It's so weird, if you really want to be in the Hengbo mansion, there are a lot of good-looking women and aunts, all of them have big breasts and round buttocks. If you don't pick your mouth, you won't be picky about meat or vegetables. If it weren't for the truth No one wants to come here to work as an errand, look, with your current appearance, not to mention scaring people to death, ghosts will be scared to death by you, I can't accept your money? Why do you have the face to accept my salary every month? Every time it’s just a few days’ delay in payment, I’m sorry for making trouble, are you a debt collector?”

Hongsu didn't dare to speak back.

Master Ma's speech has never been so nice.

But after all, he is his master.

Ma Yuanzhi put his arms around his chest, and said with a sneer, "Next time I see that bastard surnamed Chen, let's see how I deal with him, young people don't keep their promises, what kind of gangsters, so what if they become suzerains and become sword immortals... ..."

A blue shirt appeared out of nowhere, and he smiled and asked, "So what?"

Ma Yuanzhi took a closer look, laughed loudly and said, "Hey, Mr. Chen is here."

The neighboring islands of Shujian Lake are full of ghost cultivators and ghosts. Almost all of them devote themselves to cultivating on the islands and don’t go out very much. It’s not because they are worried that they will be beaten and killed wantonly when they go out. As long as they hang the island’s identity badge, in the boundary of Shujian Lake, If you can get in and out without hindrance, you can get the identity recognition of both the Zhenjingzong and the Dali Garrison. As for traveling to Shujian Lake, you need to rely on your own ability. There was a conflict with the immortal master of the genealogy on the mountain, and he was killed when he was killed.

However, he even paid a sum of immortal money to Zeng Ye. According to Zhenjingzong, he acted in accordance with the laws of Dali Mountains and Waters, and the crime is not appropriate. If you are not willing to give up on this, you can continue to reason with the Dali Ministry of Punishment.

Zeng Ye was actually very hesitant at the time, Ma Duyi's idea is better, ask old master Zhang, what good idea can you come up with, treat yourself as Mr. Chen, or Gu Can?Since you don't have that brain, find someone with a bright mind.

Zeng Ye knew very well that the reason why Zhenjing Sect and Qingxia Island were willing to treat their low-level ghost cultivators and ghosts with special treatment was actually Mr. Chen's credit.

Zeng Ye, a former Maoyue Island boy, was born suitable for ghost practice, and had many opportunities. First, he was taken away from the fire pit by the manager of Qingxia Island, Zhang Ji, and became the assistant of the accountant, and then he followed Gu Can all the time. A few years ago, he was already a Qi practitioner in the Sea Watching Realm, and now he is the leader of a school on the mountain.

Before Gu Can left his hometown to travel to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, he left the Peace and Peace card to him. At first, he was quite worried about whether this was in line with Dali's laws, so he didn't dare to take it out at all. Li Xingbu has nothing to do, it's a capital offense!It was only later that I found out that Gu Can had already settled with the Dali Criminal Department and transferred it to Zeng Ye's name.According to Zhang Dian, this kind of thing is actually more difficult than earning a no-thing card.

As for Ma Duyi, she is a ghost, she has been living in that fox fur talisman, and bought a lot of rouge and gouache.

There are so many weird people and strange things in the hometown of Mr. Chen and Gu Can.Just talking about Mr. Chen’s Luopo Mountain, at that time Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi were shocked by a thin girl. They saw with their own eyes that a person suddenly fell from a very high cliff and hit the ground heavily. Countless big pits came out, and a smaller girl squatted on the edge of the big pit with her head in her hands.

When the girl settled down, the straw sandals on her feet were bleeding.

Later they found out that the dark-skinned girl named Pei Qian was Mr. Chen's great disciple.

After confirming the identities of the two foreigners with a girl's unique method, the little girl in black with a golden pole on her shoulders and a green bamboo stick in her hand was very cautious at first, but suddenly became lively, saying that we are Pei Qian. It's asking about punches, and it's about to give the cerebellum on the ground a hard blow!

The little girl jumped up and down, chattering all the way, anyway, she was talking about how powerful Pei Qian was.

In the end, Pei Qian pressed his little head, and said something earnestly, we are the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, and we walk the Jianghu, only for the sake of being a hero, and we don't want a false name.

In a daze, Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi, who were considered to be well-informed and had never been out of the rivers and lakes, were fooled, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

Because Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi were not pure martial arts after all, they didn't know the many subtleties of the girl jumping off the cliff and "smashing the ground", let alone the height of the boxing technique of "asking the earth with pure physique".

These years, I have always paid attention to the movements of Mr. Chen and Gu Can. The Shanshui Mansion newspaper on the Zhenjingzong side will never be missed. It is a pity that Mr. Chen has never heard from Mr. Chen, but it is Gu Can who was there in the past. After parting from Longzhou, they unexpectedly changed from a direct disciple of Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao to a disciple of Zhongtu Baidicheng, and he was still the closed disciple!

For the many field cultivators in Shujian Lake, the White Emperor City was far away and unattainable.

As for the City Lord Zheng, who is known as the world's number one magician, he is even more so high above the sky.

In the early years, he was tucked in Qingxia Island, whenever he saw Gu Can, he would tremble with fear.After traveling around with Gu Can, the situation got better. In the end, as long as he was away from home, and even felt that he was by Gu Can's side, he could feel at ease.

Ma Duyi once reminded Zeng Ye that Gu Can is still Gu Can, he has indeed changed a lot, he has become more disciplined, he will do a lot of good things within his ability, even many things are done by Gu Can, and it will make people feel happy, more reasonable You should be happy, but you can't think that he is a good person.

As for whether Zeng Ye really listened to it, Ma Duyi didn't care, she only believed in one thing.As long as Mr. Chen is in the world, Gu Can in the mountains will become "better".

Even if Gu Can successfully walks to the top of Haoran Mountain in the future, there will still be a certain unknown principle in Gu Can's heart for a long time.

In fact, Ma Duyi felt a little guilty in his heart for saying those unpleasant words to Zeng Ye.

After all, Ma Duyi was somewhat close to Gu Can when he traveled around with Gu Can, more or less, he could be regarded as half a friend.

I have to admit, don't worry if you hang out with Gu Can.

It's like walking around the rivers and lakes with half of Mr. Chen, just eat and drink, carefree.

Chen Ping left Zhuxian Mansion on Qingxia Island and came here, and found that the island owner had been practicing in the house, so he didn't disturb the Qingxiu of the five middle-level gods, and Ma Duyi was playing on the swing in his yard.

Going to the top of the island alone, Chen Pingan sat on the railing, drank slowly, and looked at a strange lake of letters.

He used to go around here for several years, but it was also this place that made Chen Pingan understand a truth, the heroic spirit of the world is still awe-inspiring.

Chen Ping threw an empty jug of Wuti wine into the lake.

At that time, all the seats were luxurious?

If you are talking about the large and small wine tables of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you are right.

Chen Pingan drank a pot of wine, and passed by a place before going to Yunxia Mountain.

Looking at the bleak scene in front of me, it is hard to imagine that this is Nantang Lake, which was famous all over the continent in the past.

The great lake dried up. It is said that the great monster of the old throne sucked up all the water from the lake. Now the water level is less than [-]% of what it was then.

A few years ago, this place was also a place of beauty in Aquarius Island. The "Caotang Meiwu Spring is the strongest" in Nantang Lake Green Plum View.

The thousand-year-old Taoist temple, every time the plum blossoms, there is a constant stream of immortal masters, emperors and generals, officials and gentry, and literati, leaving countless poems chanting plum blossoms.

In recent years, the female cultivators of Qingmeiguan, apart from expending their spiritual energy, trying their best to perform the water method and gather clouds to make rain, have also been borrowing water from other rivers and rivers in these years, trying to refill a lake.However, these two things are progressing slowly. Firstly, the newly promoted mountain gods and lands on the nearby hills have complained a lot, and they can’t blame them for acting impartially. The trees were severely damaged, and the filling of the mountains was not as simple as filling the rivers and rivers.

Chen Pingan saw a familiar figure, who was doing what she was best at right now, turning on the mirror to earn fairy money.

This Fairy Zhou of Qingmei Temple is an expert in mirroring flowers and water moons, and "borrowing scenery" is even more handy. In the early years, every time he went to a sect on a mountain or a fairy mansion, he would use Qingmei Temple's imitation and extension secret method to intercept it. , and then embed her figure into the picture, and then send it to those familiar mountain masters and high-ranking guests. Last time she traveled to Longzhou, Zhou Qionglin followed Song Yuan and Liu Runyun from Yidai Peak. At that time, Chen Pingan Just with a little black charcoal with a red and swollen face.

At that time, Zhou Qionglin didn't want to miss any opportunity to "become friends with friends of friends", so he wanted to use Yidai Peak as a bridge to connect with Luoba Mountain.

At that time, Chen Pingan didn't like her disrespectful, too deliberate, and easily hurt Yidaifeng. He felt that she was too snobbish, and there was nothing wrong with gaining connections, but there was no one who was as careless as her, so he declined. up.

After the two parties parted, what Pei Qian secretly told Chen Pingan shocked him.

Pei Qian said at the time that she saw that in the heart of that coquettish and coquettish sister, there lived many poor little people in rags, just like herself when she was a child, all of them were starving to death, and that The elder sister was very sad, facing an empty big rice bowl, she dared not look at those children.

Pei Qian, who was still a child at that time, didn't quite understand his few unintentional words, which would make Master reflect on them all the time in his future life.

Chen Ping'an was leaning against a withered plum tree at the moment, looking at the scene of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water, he turned around, and somehow got involved with his family's Luopo mountain.

It turned out that it was about watching the ceremony. There was a lot of discussion up and down Yizhou Mountain, and there were countless discussions.

The younger the Qi trainer, the more he disapproved, and he had a very bad impression of the young sword fairy who was showing off all the limelight.

In fact, Zhou Qionglin didn't think about how to say good things for Luopo Mountain at the beginning, it was just out of habit, he chatted a few words with that Chen Jianxian who he was lucky to get acquainted with, and thought it was an extremely simple road to the world It was really a mistake, but it made people spend a lot of snowflakes, and said some strange things to that Fairy Zhou, why did Luoluoshan recognize his father and like to be a dutiful son?

Immediately, someone threw money and echoed, saying it was wrong, wrong, missing a word, our Fairy Zhou, maybe we have recognized a rich and powerful godfather.

Zhou Qionglin didn't care at all, her smile remained the same, as long as those guys spent money to curse people, she would be quite happy.

I only replied one sentence, grandson, you are all right.

Chen Pingan could tell that she really didn't care at all.

After she got rid of the mirror, she shook her fist lightly, cheering herself up. I understand, I have found a way to make a fortune. Next time, I will continue to move out that young sword fairy who can't be beaten. It's best If the relationship between the two parties is more vague, you can definitely make more money.I believe that with Chen Pingan's current prominent status, how could he care about anything with her, a little monk in Qingmeiguan.

It's just that when Zhou Qionglin looked at the Nantang Lake with clear and shallow water, she was a little dazed. Even if the Nantang Lake could be refilled with water, what about so many dead plum trees?And the original abundant water transportation of the old Nantang Lake, she was desperate, and tears burst into her face.

It seems that there are always some ups and downs in life, and you can't get over it no matter how hard you go.Even if you get through it, it's just people, not things.

Zhou Qionglin raised his head suddenly, his face full of incredulity.

It turned out that in the blink of an eye, a vision of billowing black clouds appeared, the sea of ​​clouds gathered instantly, and there was no sign of lightning and thunder. The weather was severe and thrilling.

The sea of ​​clouds covers a hundred miles around the waters of the old Nantang Lake, and the day is like night.

Heavy rain poured down on the world, and the water level of Nantang Lake began to rise rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The robe on her body can keep out water, but she doesn't mind the torrential rain.

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, and instead of leaving quietly, he laughed aloud: "I happened to pass by Guidi, coincidentally, I would like to thank Fairy Zhou for her kind words for Lupo Mountain. "

Feeling guilty, Zhou Qionglin immediately turned his head, wiped away the tears from his face, and bestowed blessings on that Luobashan Sword Immortal, and said with a smile, "I've met Chen Shanzhu."

Chen Pingan said: "It's just a coincidence that I came across such a phenomenon of heaven and earth. Although I didn't get to see the legendary scenic spot of green plums, it was a worthwhile trip."

Zhou Qionglin blinked, since the young sword fairy didn't want to tell the truth, so she had no choice but to play dumb.

Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences in the world.

In fact, in her impression, this young mountain owner has a very ordinary impression, very lofty, and not approachable at all.

Later, the shocking ceremony and sword questioning made Zhou Qionglin make up his mind that he would never have anything to do with Luopo Mountain in this life.

As for why Chen Jianxian acted like this today, she couldn't figure it out, and she didn't bother to think too much about it. Anyway, she couldn't have taken a fancy to her beauty, otherwise she wouldn't have been rejected back then.

What's more, even if she likes it, what is she afraid of.

As long as she can really help Qingmei Guan to restore her former style, she will not be afraid of anything, and she will do everything voluntarily.

An orphan in the market who was struggling in the mud ditch was able to be taken to Qingmei Temple by his master at the age of a girl, and finally transformed into a fairy on the mountain.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "If Fairy Zhou doesn't dislike it, she can go to our Luopo Mountain as a guest in the future. When the time comes to open the mirror in the mountain, the fairy money earned will be divided [-]-[-], how about it? But let's talk about it in advance. The place is not suitable for taking pictures. What is the specific situation, let’s wait for Fairy Zhou to go to Longzhou. At that time, let our Nuanshu little steward, and the right guardian of Luopo Mountain, take you around and choose a suitable landscape. scene."

Zhou Qionglin nodded blankly, a little in disbelief.

Chen Pingan took out the Big Li No Matter card, and it came in handy again, "I can explain to the masters of the mountain gods near Nantang Lake, it's their business whether they listen or not."

Zhou Qionglin sincerely thanks again.

Chen Pingan continued: "In addition to water transportation and plum trees, I may be able to help a little. Fairy Zhou can wait and see what happens in the future."

The self in the wild world, after a tug-of-war with Concubine Fei, got some transport by dragging down the river.

As for the dead plum trees in Qingmei Temple, there is naturally a way to remedy it. After all, I was lucky enough to meet the old owner of the Plum Garden in the Upside Down Mountain, Mrs. Yan Yan.

Zhou Qionglin hesitated to speak.

I really want to ask that young sword fairy, what is he trying to do in such a way?

Chen Ping finally said with a smile: "I still have to go on my way. I won't be staying here soon. If I can pass by this place next time, I must go to Qingmei Temple empty-handed and ask for a bowl of iced plum soup."

Zhou Qionglin smiled sweetly and nodded slightly. After the figure in the green shirt disappeared, he raised the back of his hand and rubbed his red eyes.

Some warmth, more shocking than thunder.