Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan smiled and picked up the book on the ground and patted off the dust.

Coincidentally, Cen Yuanji walked down the mountain, and Zhu Lian and Wei Bo appeared on the side of the mountain gate archway with warm trees and millet grains.

Chen Ping'an immediately threw the book to Zheng Dafeng, Zheng Dafeng pushed the book with both hands, and slapped the book to Daoist Xianwei. As if Xianwei received a hot potato, he hurriedly threw it to the old cook.

Zhu Lian was confused at first. He only looked at the title of the book on the cover. It was a serious book, but he didn't need the old cook to read the contents, and he didn't need to look at it. Knowing something was wrong, with a calm expression, he stretched out his hand and pushed away the head that Chen Lingjun was leaning towards, and quietly took the book into his arms.

A group of people sat around the table, Nuan Shu was responsible for serving tea and water, millet grains distributed melon seeds, and an extra bag of dried small fish was given to Zheng Dafeng.

Even Cen Yuanji made an exception to stop practicing boxing and sat side by side with the two little girls. In any case, Zheng Dafeng was the first gatekeeper of Luopao Mountain. Although his eyes were not correct, he never had any hair or feet. If this man returned from home for many years, she should stop and take a seat.

Chen Lingjun and Zheng Dafeng sat on a bench, picked up Zheng Dafeng's hand, and patted the back of his hand, "Dafeng, brother misses you."

This is really not a polite word. When Zheng Dafeng was the janitor, Chen Lingjun was very good every day. It was a fairy life. Daoist Xianwei is not as funny as Brother Dafeng.

Zhu Lian and Wei Bo were of course extremely happy about Zheng Dafeng's return to their hometown, but they didn't have any polite greetings with Zheng Dafeng. It was unnecessary for them to be close friends and fellows for many years.

If you really want to think about it, the first hilltop of Luopo Mountain is actually the three of them, but they added a similar-smelling Chief Zhou.

Pei Qian and the others have a secret line of bamboo building genealogy, in fact, they do not have Chen Lingjun's share, nor do they know what the ancestor of Jingqing in Yunzi's mind has been mixed up for so many years.

Zheng Dafeng raised his head and glanced at Luopo Mountain, the man nodded lightly, quite contented, the green hills were blooming like embroidered cheeks, as if to be charming for my return.

The man smiled again and looked at Cen Yuanji who was sitting across the table.

Seeing that Sister Cen is not yet married, she is probably infatuated, waiting for Brother Dafeng to come home?

Cen Yuanji nodded sternly.

Zheng Dafeng smiled knowingly, but Miss Cen was still reserved, always pretending not to care on her side.

Over the years, I have been running back and forth between the Feisheng City wine shop and the Hidehan Palace. Whenever I drink and miss my hometown, I always think of Miss Cen's boxing posture when she went up and down the mountain.

How moving, can teach a loyal man who originally planned to stay like a jade all his life, but at a glance, his heart has changed five or six times.

Chen Pingan asked curiously, "What happened?"

A pure martial artist, who wants to learn the Ascension Realm to train Qi warriors and travel far away to other worlds, after all, he is bare-handed and cannot control the life object to clear the way, so he must be the ultimate martial artist.

Especially wanting to "wading" in the long river of time without getting lost is indeed too harsh for a pure martial artist.

In addition, there is another way to go, which is to obtain the exception approval of the Confucian Temple, such as Zhao Yao, the servant of the Dali Punishment Department. Also an anonymous disciple, it just so happened that the old scholar and Bai Ye were both in the "beginning of Hongmeng" in the colorful world.

And Zheng Dafeng is obviously not in these two roads.

"The mountain man has his own plan."

With a smile, Zheng Dafeng took out a rare item from his sleeve, which was in the shape of a jujube stone, with long and short fingers, but it didn't look like an old thing on the mountain.

Chen Pingan took it into his hand and weighed it a few times, but he didn't feel heavy, and asked in confusion, "Is it a shuttle for weaving?"

Zheng Dafeng sold it for another time, tsk tsk smiled and said: "What kind of eyesight is the mountain master, only to see that this thing is the thing of the machine? You pour some spiritual energy into it and try it."

When Chen Pingan poured the spiritual energy into the shuttle like pouring water into the shuttle, the simple and humble things that did not show the mountains and the water would have a vision. I saw that in the fine wood grain of the shuttle, there were rainbow lights flickering like arrows flying by, if you hold your breath and concentrate, If you look closely for a long time, you can occasionally see a snow-white foal stepping on the rainbow light, like a bird fluttering on the branches. The sun and the moon are like shuttles, the time is like arrows, the white horses pass the gap, and the bulls and donkeys walk on the bridge. Is it a token token that can ignore the rules of the avenue and travel freely through the river of time?

Zheng Dafeng left his hometown in his early years, and he had an agreement with old man Yang. There were arrangements for when and how to return to Haoran Tianxia.

Zheng Dafeng started selling melons and boasting about herself, she lightly slapped her palm on the table and acted as a storyteller, saying: "In ancient times, in the old Yuzhou in the north of the state, there were many thunderstorms during the day, and as time passed, it became a great swamp, and the water contained borrowed money. The true meaning of thunder and lightning. Later, there was an unknown person who gained Taoism and Sanxian, went boating on Lei Ze, made a net and fished, and accidentally picked up a shuttle and hung it on the fishing net. The thunderstorm came suddenly, the shuttle turned into a dragon and went away, and the rainbow escaped, and disappeared. According to legend, this object has a very strong origin. It used to be the Wuleiyuan in the first government, two courtyards and three divisions of the ancient Thunder Department. It was specially used to drive mountains. Moving the lake, blowing the sea to reveal the waves, raising and lowering the yin and yang, especially this thing is one of the important tokens to shock and kill the land flood and drought and the illegal dragon.”

Chen Pingan nodded when he heard the words, the ancient Shu was rainy day and night, and the water was connected to the sea, so the wine in the gourd scoop hanging from the waist of the Taoist Chunyang was brewed with the powerful water of the Danjiang River. In addition, the boundary of Yuzhou was often thundered during the day. Intimidate thousands of dragons.

Zheng Dafeng urged: "Brother Jingqing, why don't you touch this kind of priceless thing?"

Because this thing was deliberately detained by Chen Ping'an in the palm of his hand, so that it would not pour out. Otherwise, Chen Lingjun and Hongxia, who belong to the water-loving dragons, just glanced at it, just like ordinary people looking up at the scorching sun for a long time. , It will really irritate the eyes, and the face is full of tears.

Chen Lingjun was eager to try it, but he was careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, and he laughed and said: "Do you think I am a fool? With such a history, it must be hot to tell you so mysteriously."

Millet said: "The children in the town often play the game of flying shuttles."

In the past, Pei Qian went to the school to take classes. She, the right guardian of the Dragon Lane, often took the left guardian to wait at the gate of the school, one on the left and one on the right as the door god, waiting for Pei Qian to finish school.

On the way back to riding the Dragon Alley, I often see children from the market gathering in the streets, holding a long wooden stick and hitting one end of a short shuttle on the ground. Children with good eyesight and strong energy can win more than a dozen shuttles as bets. After all, the feather shuttlecock has to be pasted with a few copper coins. The short shuttle is made of the most common wood and is not worth much, so every family’s children All have. Pei Qian had a lot of shuttles in those days, all of which were cut by the shopkeeper Shirou, and her playmate at that time was only a grain of millet, so they played, and whenever the shuttles went away, they would ride the dragon lane to the left. The protector brought it back, and occasionally Pei Qian would do something bad. Seizing the opportunity, he softly shouted "Let's go", and slammed the wooden shuttle into the roadside toilet with precision. The mood and expression at that time can be imagined.

So as long as there is Pei Qian, it really does not dare to succeed in refining.

Zheng Dafeng gave a thumbs up to the millet, "In the words, this is the origin of the second layer of this shuttle, and why it fell into my hands all the way, as expected, the right protector has good eyesight, I haven't seen it for several years. See, admiration!"

Millet grain grinned, raised her hand and pressed it twice, "General knowledge, don't be surprised."

Only on the side of Zheng Dafeng and Liu Duoshao, Xiaomi Mili always felt that she was extra smart.

Chen Pingan returned the shuttle to Zheng Dafeng.

Zheng Dafeng carefully put it into his sleeve, gathered his voice into a thread, and whispered to Chen Ping'an: "It's Li Huai, a little **** who was tired of playing when he was a child. In the early years, the little **** often came to play in the backyard of the pharmacy. The old man was afraid that Li Huai would feel bored, so he personally He built some quirky objects, including this shuttle. Li Huai never took it seriously. At that time, he wore open-crotch pants to shuttle in the backyard every day. Those imprints made on the shuttle are not all still there. Back then, I had to help the master to sew up the window paper every time. , then come to the door empty-handed, and let the master be stubborn for the entire shuttle. Of course, the old man didn't say anything to Li Huai, and immediately went to the utility room to be a temporary carpenter, chopping wood and shaving wood and flowers for the little boy, and building a new shuttle. , I just told me, the apprentice, to go and find things back, if you can't find them, you don't need to return them."

After all, when it comes to Master and Li Huai, even if the people present are Luopaoshan's own family, Zheng Dafeng shouldn't reveal the secret, being cynical, heartless, but not brainless.

What's more, aside from the accomplishments of boxing, if you want to say that the master and the apprentice are superior and inferior, Li Er is a fart, can he compare with Zheng Dafeng? Married a mother-in-law, and often blocked the door and scolded him in those years, almost scolding the master and his old man to the point of smoldering. This woman who Zheng Dafeng had to call his sister-in-law, she really dared to scold her. Back then, when senior brother Li Er lost his pharmacy job to earn a living, she was unhappy. His own man as a master is not respected for the old, not a thing, an old bachelor with a full stomach, thinking about picking ashes all day long, even the apprentice's daughter-in-law is thinking about it, not often go to her yard to squat in the corner at night, just want Get Li Er drunk, and then insist on dragging her to drink with a virtuous family...

Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "As a result, I almost squinted my eyes out, and I searched the streets and alleys of the town, and I managed to find the shuttle. You can't imagine where I left it. What came out is a roadside latrine, and inside the pile of rice, Li Huai, this bastard, is really better at throwing things than hiding."

Speaking of which, Zheng Dafeng, who was full of grievances, almost didn't cry on the spot. He, who respects his teacher the most, was almost forced to cut off his teacher-disciple status because of this little thing.

After that, Chen Pingan talked about the recent situation of Luopao Mountain in general.

Wei Bo got up and said goodbye, saying that he had made an appointment with Sect Leader Gao and wanted to take her on a tour of Piyun Mountain.

Zheng Dafeng looked at the boy in Tsing Yi out of the corner of his eye, and Chen Lingjun immediately understood it. He secretly spoke in secret, and it was like slang in all corners of the world. He secretly raised a palm towards Zheng Dafeng. While twisting his wrist, he was drinking and punching. The gesture of a number, this is to inform the Dafeng brothers, to tell the high head of the Hushan faction, look at the front, the side, and the back, and look at the three's appearance and style.

it is more than words. Zheng Dafeng nodded lightly, quite surprised, but it is inevitable that the man has a little regret, even if the total score of the three superimposed remains unchanged, it would be better if it was five, nine, and nine.

Since Zheng Dafeng knew what he had in mind, he had to remind him aloud: "Jun Wei Shan, remember to say a few words of kindness to me, it's better to let the high head come to the brother's side in his spare time, don't deliberately exaggerate the facts, Just tell her the truth, just say that the owner is elegant and the house is clean, um, I'm going to dry the bedding now."

Wei Bo smiled and agreed.

After that, Nuanshu took the rice grains up the mountain and went busy. Zhu Lian went to cut trees and bamboos on the far side of Yuanmu Peak, and built the mansion and mountain road by himself, leaving only Chen Lingjun to join in the fun.

In fact, the most embarrassing one is the Daoist Xianwei.

Zheng Dafeng, of course, has been fascinated for a long time, but as soon as the master comes, he, the borrower who occupies the magpie's nest, will definitely have to move the nest, and maybe he can't even keep the identity of the janitor who guarantees income during drought and flood.

Going to the house together, Zheng Dafeng suddenly said: "In Wucai Tianxia, ​​Cui Dongshan has found me and invited me to go to Xiandu Mountain to resume my old business and continue to be a janitor. He said that Xianwei Daoist on Luopao Mountain , hard work and great responsibility, so I think this matter can be considered, Shanzhu is willing to let go, and when Fengyuan ferry returns from Beiju Luzhou, I will follow the ferry to Qingping Sword Sect to settle down."

Cui Dongshan patted his chest with Zheng Dafeng and promised that as long as he got to Xiandu Mountain, he would teach him to know what the real Wushan Duojiao is, and the beautiful Yan Ruyu.

Zheng Dafeng only asked one question. Are there any sects around Xiandu Mountain like Clawfish Bearing Pearl Island and Beiju Luzhou Caique Mansion?

Cui Dongshan swore that as long as he promised to go to Xiandu Mountain to be a janitor, he would change it for Zheng Dafeng!

Chen Ping'an rubbed his brows. This proud student who had dug into the colorful world, if he stood in front of him at this moment, he would be able to beat a big white goose into a black puddle.

Zheng Dafeng sighed: "In this way, it will only make Miss Cen's feelings come to nothing."

Chen Pingan said angrily, "Don't ruin a girl's reputation."

Zheng Dafeng nodded and said yes, and then kicked Chen Lingjun's buttocks with his sleeves flying, "Is it a wine bag and rice bag, there is no Jade Pure Realm yet."

Chen Lingjun staggered and said angrily, "What do you think of as a Jade Pure Realm, if you want it, if you have it, you will have it?!"

Zheng Dafeng sneered and said, "How did you brag on the Nuanshu side? Isn't the little Jade Pure Realm easy to come by?"

Chen Lingjun choked for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Have you told me this about millet grains? Alas, what a competent ear-reporting god."

Zheng Dafeng raised his foot again, "I still use millet grains? Lao Tzu thought about it with his knees."

Chen Lingjun was about to help Zheng Dafeng subconsciously, but when he saw Brother Dafeng lift his feet and then retract his legs, he walked like a flying, in one go, the boy in Tsing Yi immediately smiled and smiled.

Zheng Dafeng was also warmed up in his heart. He said before that he was homesick, but he was sincere and true. The shopkeeper on behalf of the foreign wine table, chatting and laughing again, but the new friend is not as good as the old friend after all.

Daoist Xianwei is really a simple and honest person. It turned out that after taking this job as a janitor, Xianwei moved into the house and did not occupy the main house of Zheng Dafeng. This fake Taoist just lived in a side room. Room.

Hearing that there was wine in Xianwei's house, Zheng Dafeng put away the key of the main house and said that it would be better to sit at Xianwei Daoist's side and chat while drinking.

Xianwei was a little embarrassed and said that the room was a little messy.

This side room is not only the residence of Xianwei, but also a study room. The janitor is the most leisurely errand. Xianwei is diligent in reading and diligent, and it can be said that he can't put it down. In addition, he likes to write something. Waiting for the stationery and books to be miscellaneous, and Xianwei often read books like visiting relatives, changing books, flipping through and reviewing, and then putting them aside after reading them.

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In addition, Xianwei was used to living a poor life, and he was most nostalgic. He was reluctant to throw away those writing brushes. He asked Chen Lingjun to help him and bought a celadon-shaped urn from the small town shop, which was specially used for storage. Putting away the discarded brushes, over the years, the old brushes gradually rise higher than the porcelain pots, which is quite a bit like a mountain of brushes.

Chen Ping'an, the mountain owner, was actually the first time to enter the house, so he was very surprised when he looked at the porcelain pot. Xian Wei likes to read books, but anyone who is not blind knows it, but Chen Ping'an really didn't expect Xian Wei to use it. Lost so many brushes, just write what? It can't be the splendid novels of those talented and beautiful women. Are you still thinking about finding booksellers to print and sell books to make money in the future? Therefore, I took a look around. In addition to a few bamboo dustpans in the corner of the house, there were a lot of "books" compiled into volumes, and there were some scattered manuscripts on the table. Chen Ping'an took out one of the manuscripts covered under the book. The words were ordinary, just Zhou Zheng. As for the content... Chen Ping'an was speechless. There were only a few words on the paper. If a sentence "fallen hairpin is lying on the pillow of water essence" is taken from the neighbor's house in the book, it will be wonderful.

Zheng Dafeng stretched his neck and glanced at the content on the paper, nodded lightly, and then shook his head slightly, the man was like a Confucian sage who was in control of the world all of a sudden, his expression was indifferent, and he began to point to the younger generation: "If you comment again, 'Shanchai' For the double pillow', it is enough to make the spectators reverie, and at this time, this scene has a bit of the meaning of 'silence is better than sound'."

Xianwei said with a boxing palm, "Brother Dafeng is indeed a senior!"

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "The approval is added to the approval, and one more sentence, there are rouge spots on the double pillows."

Chen Lingjun smirked, Xianwei thought about it for a while, and then he got a correct answer, his eyes lit up, and Zheng Dafeng looked at each other and nodded.

If it hadn't been for a long time in this house, Xian Wei had opened his eyes and gained knowledge, otherwise he would really not have understood what Zheng Dafeng was talking about.

Chen Pingan picked up the book on the table as a "paperweight", and planned to put the piece of paper back in its original position and re-press it under the book, but said helplessly, "You can get it soon."

I have regretted the previous thought. At that time, at Jisefeng Patriarch's Hall, after receiving a letter from Brother Mao's flying sword, Chen Ping'an was still thinking about whether to invite Xianwei to participate in the debate.

But when Chen Ping'an glanced at the second piece of paper on the table, he immediately put the book and paper in his hand aside, and picked up the piece of paper full of teeny small letters.

Zheng Dafeng snorted, "Why is Brother Xianwei so unprofessional?"

Chen Ping'an didn't raise his head, just carefully browsed the content on the paper, and said with an angry smile: "You have to have a degree of nonsense, why don't you do your job properly?"

Xianwei looked shy, and wished he could dig a hole in the ground and burrow into it, his voice was like a mosquito, "It's not self-sufficient, it's ridiculous."

On the side of Brother Dafeng, whom he has admired for a long time, Daoist Xianwei, who is sincerely convinced, always considers himself a junior.

Zheng Dafeng picked up the rest of the paper on the table, flipped through it quickly, no longer had the previous smile on his face, nodded and said, "Brother Xianwei has read a lot of books, he has great ambitions, he plans to use the old track of the book mountain of Huainanzi Mountain. , this is to dislike the former's frugality and frugality, and are ready to expand it? This is a big project. It should have been an order of the imperial court to let the entire Hanlin Academy and dozens of old scholars study, compile and summarize together. Brother Xianwei I actually thought that with my own strength, I could carry this heavy burden on my shoulders, it's okay, it's just right to be the janitor of our Luopo Mountain."

It turned out that this Immortal Wei Daoist was planning to learn the way of the opposite masterpiece. He took the matter called Dashan as the general outline, and then divided them into categories, named after the Five Mountains, and picked their words as Xiaoshan, and then classified them as hills, ridges, mountains Feng, etc., in addition, I will prepare the contents of the original rhyme and store it under the other rhyme, and name it as "Qianshan", and then classify the barnyard officials' wild history and trivial legends that do not enter the stream as "water mountains" hidden in the bottom of the mountain range, and then put the land, The wonderful things and words between the mountains under the sea are picked out separately, and they continue to be classified as the Qunzhen Cave House and the Water Dragon Palace, which seem to concentrate spiritual energy and treasure treasures...

Xianwei said with shame and shame: "I was inspired by Brother Dafeng to dare to do such an act of shaking the tree. From the beginning, I didn't think about what it must be. It is very likely that I will give up halfway."

Zheng Dafeng was stunned, "How do you say it?"

Xianwei said a moment to wait, ran over to the dustpan in the corner, tore a page similar to the preface from a book, and handed it to Zheng Dafeng, Xianwei explained with a smile: "Brother Dafeng is not proficient in Buddhism. As for learning, those Buddhist scriptures are often filled with pages and full of comments. I have read it many times. Over time, I have made a scribbled summary of Brother Dafeng's insightful summaries. After that, I still have no idea, I have a rough idea of ​​creating a 'mountain'..."

Zheng Dafeng didn't take it seriously at first, but after he saw the preface, he silently handed it over to Chen Ping'an. Chen Ping'an took it over and looked at the text at the beginning, but although he seemed to have a normal expression, he actually felt a little bit of an instant. Scalp tingling.

The handwriting on the paper is in italics with a very monumental meaning, and first of all, it is a "big talk" that is clearly stated.

Taoist Xianwei, who often lives in the deep mountains, is close to the grass and trees in the cold and heat, and has a feeling of climbing high, and occasionally has experience. Since he is a layman of the Buddhist school, naturally he should not look at the Buddhist scriptures, the law, and the meditation from the perspective of the door. I am only one year old in the human world. When the time is matched, the scriptures will make all things flourish, full of vitality, and the beginning of the year is the essence of the Tao, so it is spring, the laws are laid out brightly, the vegetation has become lush, summer. On the other hand, the atmosphere is awe-inspiring, and the season is so fruitful, autumn is also. The view is clear and clear, as if the snow is full of the world, the world is one color, and the winter is also. In Zen, the circle is completely smooth and harmonious, even though the fortunes of the seasons turn around without words, the four seasons all follow the rules and regulations.

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "My brother Xianwei and I are both the gatekeepers of Luopao Mountain. Those who come are chasing after the predecessors. Do I count as a successor?"

Chen Ping'an held back for a long time, then said softly, "I see people in a good way, as good as ever."

Chen Lingjun glanced at the paper in the master's hand, but he didn't read it. After he put his hands together, he pretended not to understand.

Xianwei just acted as the mountain owner joking with Brother Dafeng, and went to open the bag full of charcoal and added some white charcoal to the brazier, all of which were made by the old cook. Xianwei felt that a girl in a pink skirt was carrying such a large bag. Back at the house at the foot of the mountain, Zhu Lian smiled and said that it is not an example, because Nuanshu likes to do these trivial things. If there is one or two more things, he will just pick up a copper coin or two on the ground with the millet grains. It will only be happy, but if it is some habit If you don’t have to do the little things in your daily life suddenly, the warm tree will be lost. It’s the same as if the millet loses money.

Surrounding the brazier and lighting the charcoal, Wei Xian skillfully set up the iron net, and asked Chen Lingjun to go to the kitchen to get a bunch of rice dumplings, and a few people sat around the stove to warm the wine.

Chen Pingan asked, "Where is Ascension City?"

Zheng Dafeng didn't speak, and stared at Chen Ping'an blankly with a strange expression.

Chen Pingan

Doubtful: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Dafeng was only silent for a long time.

Chen Ping'an became more and more confused, and couldn't help urging: "If you have something to say, say it, it's really a problem, and I can rush over immediately."

Bringing Xiao Mo is really not good, then bring Xie Gou. Anyway, the agreement between Xie Gou and Bai Zehe and the Zhongtu Confucian Temple does not include the colorful world.

Then Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Don't say it's Feisheng City, now the whole colorful world is just like the situation just now, it's silent, stuffy, and no one has anything to say."

It's all because of one person's words.

She traveled to the vast world with her sword, and then returned to the colorful world. It didn’t take long for Ning Yao to hold a meeting in the Patriarch’s Hall. She finally spoke, concise and to the point, saying that she planned to go to a small retreat, which could be as short as a year and a half, or as long as two or three year.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything, he could only grin.

Today, the five-level monks in the colorful world can be counted, the fairyland monks, at most one-handed, the Ascension level, Ning Yao is the only one.

Besides, Ning Yao practiced swordsmanship, and if Chen Ping'an remembered correctly, the number of times he retreated before he went to the colorful world and entered the Jade Pure Realm was only once.

He was in the Ning Mansion at the time, and Ning Yao didn't actually spend that long. Her so-called retreat was more like a meditation. Therefore, Ning Yao's retreat is completely different from the retreat that any cultivator in the world must handle with care. Therefore, when Ning Yao coldly said that he was going to retreat, and it was still the kind of retreat that would take "up to" one, two or three years, Feisheng City Jianxiu was shocked. It was a normal thing. As for the colorful world outside Feisheng City, What can you say when you hear this?

Anyone who dares to provoke Feishengcheng Jianxiu during Ning Yao's retreat will be imaginable when she leaves.

The last person who didn't believe in evil was the Taoist Shan Qing, and as a result, after a questioning about the sword, the closed disciple of the Taoist ancestor went to retreat to recuperate.

Zheng Dafeng said sourly: "Before retreating and practicing swords, Ning Yao found me specifically and told me not to talk about the colorful world, so that you won't be distracted."

In fact, after these years of running-in, the Ascension City has been operating in an orderly manner, each performing its own duties, and the young sword cultivators and the warriors who hide in the cold palace have also grown up one after another.

Zheng Dafeng sighed: "I never thought that Luopao Mountain would have a sect so soon."

"It's right to choose Tongye Continent for the next sect. In the Taiping years, in the border areas of a country, how difficult it is to raise a vassal king, you can clearly understand after reading a few historical books. The same is true. Five realm cultivators, especially sects, are also quite difficult things."

"On the Aquarius Continent, especially in the central and northern regions that have not been disturbed by the war, there are so many sites for the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth and suitable sites for the immortal Kaifeng. Maybe if you snort while sleeping, you will make a noise on the mountain next door. It is difficult for the neighbors to live in harmony for a long time. If the blacksmith Ruan doesn't move the Longquan Sword Sect, I can be sure that within a hundred years, he and Luopo Mountain will be anxious for each other. There are hundreds of different people, and there will always be conflicts between disciples in the future. Tongyezhou is just the opposite, there are few monks and more porridge, and there are many land without owners, that is, Tongyezhou and Biezhou are far away, and There are Aquarius Island and Posuo Island, which are in urgent need of reconstruction of the Confucian Temple, as a buffer. Otherwise, it will be replaced by Liuxiazhou or Snowy Island. Even if Qingping Sword Sect is successfully established, it will not have the momentum it is today. The key is to be able to cross the river with one. The identity of the dragon, draws allies from all sides, and completely dominates and controls the excavation of a brand new dungeon."

Chen Lingjun said with a hilarious smile: "Brother Dafeng, I won't even recognize you if you chat in such a serious manner."

Zheng Dafeng picked up the iron pliers and fiddled with the charcoal fire, and asked, "Could it be that the women here today don't like the witty and incomparably talented gentleman, and instead like the honest, silent and honest people?"

Chen Lingjun said: "It is not pleasing to be ugly, and it will be the same in another 10,000 years."

Ignoring these two giggles, Chen Ping'an reached out and flipped the zongzi whose leaves were slightly burnt and fragrant, rubbed his fingertips, and asked, "You really made up your mind to go to Qingping Sword Sect?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded and said with a smile: "The prodigal son is a coquettish old man. He has never been restless and guarded himself. He can only be a life wandering around."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Xianwei said: "Brother Dafeng, if you go to the next sect because of me, you don't have to. I will just move to the mountain, or I can move to Qilongxiang. If you don't think it's troublesome and it's annoying, then I'll take care of you. Keep your face here..."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and waved his hand, interrupting Daoist Xianwei's words, and picked up a baked golden zongzi, "To say that it has nothing to do with Xianwei's brother is a lie, but to be honest, it does matter, But it doesn't matter much. Once I stay here, I can't help much. The warriors of Luopo Mountain are either the mountain owner or the old cook, or Wei Hailiang and Lu Baixiang seem to be separated and independent. , do you need me to teach boxing? I want to teach, but they are not willing to learn. They taught boxing for many years in Ascension City to hide in the Hanxing Palace, and I have some experience. According to Cui Dongshan, the next sect specially sent Yunzhan Mountain. As a place for martial artists to learn boxing, I went there, and there was a place to use them. Besides, in the small town, women who used to admire my talent and **** for my body could still be called milfs at that time. Old, the charm is still there, but now they are all how old, no accident, they all have grandchildren, what else can they say when they meet, it will only add to the sadness."

Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said, "Eating a zongzi is so disgusting."

Then the boy in Tsing Yi and Zheng Dafeng looked at each other, both of them hehe.

After all, Daoist Xianwei only understands some truths in books, and his knowledge is not deep, so he could not understand the mystery for a while.

Chen Ping'an said, "The Taoist priest named Shanqing will participate in this debate on the three religions."

Zheng Dafeng twitched the corners of his mouth, "It was because he was run by a strong man to make up the count. This young Taoist's arguing skills are probably not as good as his fighting skills."

Chen Ping'an sighed, and began to fight for the disciple of the Taoist ancestor, "It's just not ashamed to lose to Ning Yao."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "It's like you lost to Cao Ci in asking boxing? Three battles in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and one in Gongdelin, how many more are you going to lose next?"

Chen Lingjun hurriedly coughed a few times and complained, "Brother Dafeng, how can you talk, if it weren't for his own brother, the big mouth would fall over."

Zheng Dafeng raised his palm and slashed at Chen Lingjun's head with a hand knife. Chen Lingjun immediately raised his elbow to block the hand knife.

One said that the young hero was young and had deep internal strength, and he could walk around the world alone.

This has long been accustomed to, Chen Ping'an said to himself: "It is estimated that I have to lose two more fights to Cao Ci, or three fights."

Zheng Dafeng said bluntly: "If you lose two or three more games, you won't have to continue to compete with Cao Ci in this life, right?"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

It's a big truth. At most, he lost to Cao Ci three times. If he lost the third game, he didn't need to compete with Cao Ci Wenquan.

Because when the time comes to ask about boxing, it is actually only Cao Ci who taught boxing.

Chen Ping'an asked abruptly, "Can this shuttle that can help Wufu cross two worlds be imitated?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded and said: "The material of the shuttle is too rare, and most people don't think about it. Even a master of talisman like Yu Xuan is a clever woman who can't cook without rice, but with my master's methods and family background, of course it is possible. Why do you ask this? "

Chen Pingan said: "Sudian over there at the drugstore, she left her hometown alone some time ago, and even Shi Lingshan doesn't know where she went."

Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "My junior sister, shouldn't I run away with some man? Shi Lingshan can't cry if he knows the truth. Rouge is right not to tell him."

Chen Ping'an said, "Sudian may have gone to Qingming World."

Zheng Dafeng asked: "Is there a saying here?"

Chen Pingan said with his heart: "It's just a guess. Because I suspect that the last sacrificial official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi once came to Lizhu Cave in the early years, and then stopped here incognito. This person may be in the Qingming world now, maybe he is The founder of the Yashan Mountain of the Red Gold Dynasty, Wufu Lin Jiangxian."

Chen Ping'an once asked Lu Yan about Lin Jiangxian's boxing skills, but Lu Yan did not elaborate on the "Master Lin" and how high his boxing skills were. Compared with a martial artist, the pure Yang Taoist who once traveled the Qingming world only gave a statement that "the swordsmanship is higher".

Needless to say.

It has already verified the existing answer in Chen Ping'an's heart.

Zheng Dafeng gave him a look.

Chen Ping'an sacrificed the flying sword of his life and cut off the world in an instant.

Obviously, Zheng Dafeng felt that it was not safe enough for one to speak from the heart of a cultivator, and the other to form a secret line, in case the partition wall had ears, and he was worried that there would be a deeply hidden cultivator overhearing in the town.

Zheng Dafeng then continued: "Is Lin Jiangxian the last sacrificial officer of your Sword Qi Great Wall? If so, why did he leave the sacrificial officer inappropriately and sneak up to Lizhu Cave, and how he eventually became a pure warrior? I don't dare to make a rash conclusion. As for whether Lin Jiangxian left the Qingming World from Lizhudongtian, don't guess, I can tell you right now, definitely yes, because this person has a certain identity, he is me , Li Er, one of Rouge's 'brothers'."

"I remember a time when I drank with my senior brother Li Er, and Li Er didn't drink too much, but he accidentally leaked, saying that the master and the old man felt that among the disciples and anonymous apprentices, they could really be regarded as having good martial arts qualifications, and there was only one person. , it happened many years ago. This person's surname is Xie Xinen. You have read a lot of books. You should know very well that Xie Xinen is the name of the word brand, and Lin Jiangxian and 'Linjiang Xian' are homophonic, and they are the same word brand, regardless of whether it is Linjiang. Xian, Xie Xin'en, or the return of the wild goose, these words and cards with different names are mostly mourning the death, memorial work, or paying tribute to the female immortals in the water, and they are indeed related to ancient sacrifices. I remember that the old man was leisure in the drugstore back then. When I was at the time, I often read a book of landscape travel notes of Jianxian from a foreign country. So you guess that Lin Jiangxian is the last sacrificial official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

"This girl Rouge, since she has gone out, she must be secretly holding a flying shuttle imitation, and went to the Qingming world to find this brother to learn boxing. She has high spirits and has always wanted to ask you about boxing. She learned boxing with this brother Lin. , then there is a possibility of 'what if', otherwise there is no such thing. Master still takes good care of her. Whether it is because the little girl's temper is not good for her appetite, or because she feels pity for her uncle who depends on each other, she loves the house and Wu. , Anyway, I can clearly feel that Master treats her differently from Shiling Mountain. As for whether Sudian has a background, whether it belongs to the reincarnation of a certain **** like her uncle, I don't know. I don't want to know."

Chen Ping'an wondered: "If there is no grievance and no enmity, what is Su Dian doing to compete with me?"

The only relationship between the two parties is that they were with Sudian's uncle, and Chen Ping'an once lived in the same dragon kiln. At that time, the kiln apprentice had a vague impression of Sudian, that he occasionally saw a thin and dark girl. Always be alone, standing somewhere far away, because there are many old rules and customs prohibiting the firing of porcelain in the Long Kiln, women should not be close to the kiln mouth, and should not touch all the porcelain burning tools with both hands, especially not close to them. The kiln fire, once discovered, will really break the leg.

Zheng Dafeng smiled playfully, "Are you really not knowing or pretending to be stupid?"

Chen Pingan was shocked: "She likes me?"

There is no reason.

Neither side spoke a word.

Zheng Dafeng said angrily, "I need a face."

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

"For Su Dian, if she wants to repay her kindness, she must be at least as high as you as a martial artist, so that she can really help you in the future and pay off old debts."

Zheng Dafeng explained: "Little girl has a stubborn personality and is very precocious. She is the kind of person who has a clear mind at a young age and can understand everything but has a stupid mouth, but she was raised in such an environment, it is inevitable that she has a little inferiority complex, so You helped that sissy a lot back then, and when he got along with Rouge, he must have talked a lot, and over time, the little girl will keep it in mind."

Chen Pingan lowered his gaze, looked at the charcoal fire, and said softly, "A lot?"

Zheng Dafeng asked back: "Are you less?"

To treat a sissy who is not regarded as a person, but really as a person, is to give help in the snow, helping to survive the freezing winter of life.

That sissy who has been in a miserable life all her life, maybe the only obsession in her life is to never freeze to death in winter, or die in spring.

Chen Ping'an said: "He has already returned."

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and said, "That's a sissy thing, and Sudian has his own ideas."

Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Don't think I'm scolding people, I actually had a good relationship with Sissy in the early years. If I saw you on the road, I would say hello, and I even invited him to drink a few times. Damn, just Because this guy knocked on the door a few times and people saw it, I went to Huang Erniang's shop to drink in those years, and I was often laughed at by her. Probably the only good thing is that my sister-in-law is no longer so thief-proof when she sees me coming. already."

Chen Ping'an ate the dumplings, smiled, and joked: "Huang Erniang still looks at you very much."

In the early years, young and strong men in the small town liked to patronize Huang Erniang’s wine shop. They could sit for a long time if they asked for two or three taels of wine and a plate of wine and food. Often, there were many bachelor guests who came to the door, shouted with the woman, and sold wine. The woman went to fill the wine, and when she faced the wine vat, turned around and bent over, the men in the whole shop would all look at the same scenery. The woman lost a man a long time ago and pulled a child by herself. The pretty widow's house is full of right and wrong. There was also a door knocking over the wall in the middle of the night, and she was hit by a kitchen knife. He almost hit the door in the face, and after that, it stopped a lot. After all, he couldn't take the boss's life for the second child.

With the passage of time, everyone can see that Huang Erniang has so much interest in Zheng Dafeng, of course it can't be called that kind of old-fashioned relationship, but in any case, the only one who can take credit at her wine shop is really only This bachelor who lives in the yellow mud house in the easternmost part of the town all the year round, Zheng Dafeng is also a bad stomach, often scolding Huang Erniang's son to call his father, drinking in the wine shop, basking in the sun, whenever Huang Erniang greets the shop in the shop Come and deliver it, bring wine to the table, there will be a woman's shadow on the ground, and Zheng Dafeng will stretch out his palm, grab or pinch, secretly greet the rounded place, and take advantage of not being scolded.

In the early years, the small town Liu Dayanzi, a group of bachelors who could only talk about things, still learned a lot of tricks with the Dafeng brothers.

Zheng Dafeng waved his hand, with a rare expression of embarrassment, "The hero doesn't mention his bravery back then."

If it's something that doesn't matter at all, Zheng Dafeng always doesn't want to say anything, but if it really matters, the man is reluctant to talk about it.

Zheng Dafeng changed the subject and said, "You went to the Hushan faction in person, so you called the Gao Sect to Luopao Mountain?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "After all, Sect Leader Gao is the No. 1 person in the world in the name of Blessed Land, and there must be no less etiquette."

In fact, it is the Hushan faction who was deceived by Zhu Lian and Peixiang. Hehe, high and low gentleman, love Zhong Qian Liqian, old cook, wait.

Zheng Dafeng clicked his tongue and said, "It's not sincere. Sure enough, when a man has money, he becomes bad. It's an eternal principle."

Chen Pingan was at a loss.

Zheng Dafeng glanced at Chen Ping'an, and found that it wasn't that this kid didn't seem to be pretending to be stupid, and he wondered: "What is the biggest opportunity in the blessed land, outsiders don't know, your kid doesn't know?"

Zheng Dafeng doesn't know much about the Lotus Root Blessed Land that once belonged to the old Guanzhu, and now the Lotus Root Blessed Land, but Chen Ping'an just talked about the recent situation. Qi Shi, some of them are still in the fifth realm.

Chen Ping'an was dazed at first, then realized it, and then stretched out his hand to rub his face fiercely, and said with a smile, "To be honest, if you hadn't reminded me, I would never have thought of this."

Zheng Dafeng's meaning is not complicated. Since Yu Zhenyi was able to become a martial artist in the Six Realms, or even in the Golden Realm, only because of a "Book of Taoism" from an immortal family, he turned to practice the magic on the mountain, and he succeeded in success. After entering the Jindan realm, he then broke through another realm, "feathered ascension to the immortal" in the Nascent Soul realm, and flew away from the blessed land. At the same time, almost all of the more than a dozen qi practitioners in the Hushan faction were old warriors. A person who cultivates Taoism, which means that the unique inheritance of the Hushan School is not simple, and it is somewhat similar to the Pushan Yuncaotang in Tongyezhou.

And this kind of undisclosed secret will never be leaked to outsiders casually.

Zheng Dafeng said: "It's strange, even if you didn't think about it, the old cook and the big white goose are so thoughtful people, and there's no reminder on your side?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I have to ask when I look back."

Zheng Dafeng stomped his feet hard again, shouted "death, sin," and quickly reminded Chen Ping'an, "Remember that with the old cook and Sect Master Cui, don't say that I started the story."

Chen Ping'an nodded and joked: "Anyway, the old cook can guess it. I don't ask sooner or later. You can ask as soon as you come back, and you can figure out things with your knees."

Chen Lingjun said a fair word, "Except for the master, who can play chess, his heart is black."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm just a stinky chess basket, except of course."

Chen Lingjun immediately sighed, "I can't, Guo Zhujiu said, Master, you were in the Summer Palace back then. As a beginner, you were often begged to play those handicap games. I heard that besides Lin Junbi, there are other Antlers Palace Song Gaoyuan, Liuxiazhou Cao Gun, and Jinjiazhou Scrophulariture are all extremely intelligent and powerful characters. They are first-class chess masters and can be the top chess players to be ordered. When they join forces, they must work together. They had the guts to play against the master alone, and they were also killed without their helmets and armor, and their faces were so pale that they didn't know who came up with the bad idea. They had to use some sinister tricks against the master, such as letting an old girl who couldn't get married, and the man called Luo Zhenyi's beautiful girls are all dressed up, dangling around the master, trying to distract the master, of course, these clumsy tricks are destined to be futile..."

Chen Ping'an bent his fingers, pressed his eyebrows, and had a headache.

Chen Lingjun asked, "Is there any moisture in the saying of Guo Zhujiu?"

Chen Ping'an asked back, "What do you think?"

Chen Lingjun felt helpless, lied about the military situation, and Guo Zhujiu mistaken me!

Zheng Dafeng turned his head and asked with a smile, "Brother Xianwei, can you play chess?"

Xianwei hesitated for a while, but said honestly: "I know a little bit. I traveled south and north and played wild chess in my early years, and I could only earn a little bit of silver. However, there are more stalls in the elephant show, which will take less time, set up some endgames, and then As long as you look at a few chess manuals and memorize the hundreds of endgame chess moves in the book, you can be deceived."

In fact, Xianwei didn't particularly like to play Go, but rather liked Xiangxi. The specific reason, I can't say, just thinks the latter is easier to play. Even in those famous chess endgames, the moves are more than 100 moves long. There were so many changes, and Xianwei didn't feel that it was too hard. The reason why he didn't like the former was not because he thought Go was more complicated and exhausting, but against the nineteen-way chessboard, Xianwei played the score by himself every time he had nothing to do. , I always feel that there is a kind of awkwardness that can't be explained clearly.

Zheng Dafeng exclaimed: "Brother Xianwei is an all-rounder."

Chen Lingjun laughed and said, "Unfortunately, I'm still a bachelor."

As a result, the three people in the house all looked at the unabashed Tsing Yi boy.

Chen Lingjun instantly smiled stiffly and shrank his neck.

Wei Bo and Gao Jun joined forces to go to Piyun Mountain, deliberately slowing down the speed so that the Gao Sect leader could see clearly the earth, mountains and rivers under his feet, the gray mountains with strange rocks and cave dwellings, and buildings crowded under the sunlight. The back of the clawfish is like a cluster of shining fish scales. The adjacent Huanghu Mountain and Yuanmu Peak are adjacent to each other. The mountains and rivers depend on each other. The mountain, like a woman in a yellow dress and a blue-shirted guest, has been staring at each other for thousands of years without saying a word. Longji Mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, and there is a faint flow of swords. There are Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain monks here to practice cultivation, and there is that mountain. The huge lake that appeared after the relocation of the hills, the scenery is magnificent, the large pieces are chaotic, the water is rippling, the green lotus leaves are erected, and the wind blows the fragrance, just like a thousand hectares of blue glazed resort...

Previously, Wei Bo temporarily borrowed a talisman sword to Gao Jun, and explained to her that Qi practitioners need to hang this thing when they are flying in the sky in Chuzhou.

Gao Jun hesitated for a while, but still asked this Shanjun about the size of the territory of Beiyue.

After Wei Bo gave the answer, he smiled and said, "Sect Leader Gao is a guest of Luopo Mountain, that is, a guest of Piyun Mountain. If you are curious, just ask directly, don't be so restrained, if the matter involves secrets, I will also Tell Sect Leader Gao clearly."

Gao Jun was already shocked beyond measure, but the territory of the mountains and rivers of the northern mountains of a country is so much larger than the territory of the entire lotus root blessed land? So isn't Aquarius a vast land?

In this way, Wei Bo, the sassy but warm-hearted mountain monarch by his side, if he was in his hometown of Blessed Land, wouldn't he be equal to the king of the mountain who is the co-owner of the world?

Wei Bo noticed the strange expression on Gao Jun's face, and immediately knew in his heart that it must be that Chen Ping'an did not tell her about the magnificent customs outside the blessed land.

Think about it,

Wei Bo took out two Shanhaizhi and Buzhi from his sleeves, handed them to Gao Jun, and said with a smile: "After reading these two books devoted to the appearance of Jiuzhou Mountain, Gao Sect Master will have a general idea of ​​our vast world. Impressed."

Gao Jun wanted to refuse, and went to Piyun Mountain as a guest. The guest didn't bring the welcome gift. There is no reason to collect the gift from the host, but she was really reluctant to return it, so she stopped Yufeng and accepted the two most important books. For the immortal books that could help him solve his urgent needs, Gao Jun and the empathetic Wei Shanjun bowed their heads and thanked them. Wei Bo laughed dumbly. If this extremely polite and high-ranking sect master becomes a monk in Luopao Mountain in the future, or a famous guest like Zhong Qian, it is estimated that even if she has participated in many discussions in the Patriarch's Hall, she will still feel uncomfortable.

The atmosphere of Luopao Mountain, ordinary people want to integrate into it, not only need comprehension, but also need fate.

Wei Bo felt that until now, he was still out of tune with Luo Po Mountain's ethos. To talk about the wind and the air, he had to be his own Piyun Mountain.

Wei Bo smiled and said: "Although there is suspicion of boasting, in order not to misunderstand Gao, I must explain a few words. I, the Mountain Monarch of Beiyue, is not only the Mountain Monarch of a Kingdom of the Dali Dynasty, but the Piyun Mountain in front of me. It is the Beiyue of the entire Aquarius, because just a few years ago, the Dali Dynasty was still one country and one continent. Later, with the central Dadu as the boundary, the Dali Song clan retreated to the north of Dadu, and now still occupies the treasure Pingzhou is half of the country."

Gao Jun suddenly realized that the situation in his hometown of blessed land is also the same now. Tang Tieyi, the new emperor of the Northern Jin Kingdom who usurped the throne but did not change the country name, once wanted to personally seal the Beiyue in the territory of the Chan Kingdom, and left the capital in a mighty way. As a result, the team only reached the foot of the mountain, and a vision of heaven and earth appeared, and the storm was blowing. The thunder and lightning caused the group to fail to climb the mountain. Tang Tieyi couldn't go up the mountain alone, and it turned out to be a big joke. Wei Yan, the emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom, who had also planned to do the same, didn't want to run into the wall anymore.

Because Gao Jun had personally traveled to the Five Sacred Mountains and knew of many strange people and events in the mountains, she had already sent a secret letter to the new emperor of Songlai Kingdom, specially reminding him of this, lest the imperial court act rashly and have bad relations with Shanjun.

Wei Bo said: "The last national teacher of the Dali Dynasty was named Cui Yu and nicknamed Xiuhu. According to our Taoist lineage, Cui Guoshi was the elder brother of Chen Shanzhu, and Chen Shanzhu was their brother. A close disciple of the same line."

Gao Jun was stunned again.

It is no wonder that when Chen Pingan left the blessed land, he had this family business in less than 30 years.

Backing against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade, and someone in the court is good for being an official. It must be the same reason in Haoran world.

Wei Bo held back his laughter, Yan'er said badly, "After all, he is a fellow apprentice from the same sect. Cui Guoshi has high hopes and special care for this young apprentice, Chen Shanzhu."

Gao Jun nodded and said, "Since they are from the same family, it is human nature for Cui Guoshi to take extra care of Chen Jianxian. It is not fair to choose the virtuous and not avoid relatives.

Wei Bo was a little surprised when he heard the words. This sincere leader, she seemed to have a blind date with Luopo Mountain Avenue.

Beiyue Piyun Mountain is very high, but it does not give people a sense of danger and steepness. Wei Bo did not directly take Gao Jun to Shanjun Mansion, but chose a secluded stone platform near the top of the mountain, with a wide field of vision. The soil of several states is all under the stone, and there are streams next to it that flow into the secluded pool between the Jiamu and the beautiful bamboos. The name is water vine, the grass is difficult to distinguish, and it has the appearance of acacia. The sea of ​​​​clouds and clouds in the mountains are nestled against each other in this mountain, lingering blue and white outside and connecting with the sky, looking around as one, the splendid sky light, coming from a distance, the mountains are green and green, every time there is a wind, the grass and trees sway, and the mountains follow. The wind flows like water from top to bottom.

Wei Bo waved his sleeves lightly, and on the high platform as flat as a knife appeared out of thin air a lichen with colorful clothes. On it, there were two immortal futons woven from Beiju Luzhou Sanlang Temple. These are all those games. The tributes from the Beiyue Night Tour Banquet, the Treasure Bank Office and the Guard of Honor Department are almost piled up in mountains.

A Shanjun, a monk, sat on the futon. Gao Jun saw the beautiful scenery and listened to the sound of the spring. After a long silence, he recovered and asked, "Wei Shanjun has been the Shanjun for many years?"

Wei Bo smiled and said, "A long time ago, I was only a small country's monarch. Later, when the dynasty changed, I was demoted to a mountain of land."

Having said that, Wei Bo stretched out his finger and pointed to Qidun Mountain, "It's over there, not even a mountain god."

"Due to fate, the times come and go, and I was lucky enough to be in charge of Piyun Mountain. In fact, it has only been less than thirty years since I served as the Beiyue Mountain Lord of the Dali Dynasty."

"But after all, it is the body of guilt, and the murder is constant. It is inevitable to worry about the current scenery and precariousness."

Frightened and trembling, Wei Bo described his state of mind in this way, not all the jokes of this Beiyue Shanjun.

Just like those words with ulterior motives before, it is not that Wei Bo deliberately teased Gao Jun. If she came to Haoran World for the first time and saw people and things, all three of which were different from her hometown, she would easily become suspicious and put herself in the dark. In a completely unfamiliar place, all seeing and hearing is beyond a person's old cognitive scope, so you need to find familiar things that you can understand, find yourself a reassurance, or find a basket of slates as anchors, Used to stop the boat and appease your heart.

This is the case with the local accent. It must be the same when you drink the wine that tastes the same in the world and find like-minded friends in the world.

The root of it is only in the word 'like oneself' and the word 'not alone'.

Once drinking at the same table with the old cook, Zheng Dafeng made a unique guess.

He said that the so-called human world may be a kingdom of gods.

All "people" are gods in a certain sense, eating different "incense".

It was probably a wild fantasy, and downright drunken talk.

At the top of Jise Peak, the sable-cap girl squatted on the railing. She raised her chin toward the mountain gate, "Is it a little familiar when I saw Zheng Dafeng?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said, "The appearance has changed, but the temperament has not changed."

Ten thousand years ago, in the tragic battle of ascending to the sky, there was only the **** general in the great frost armor, who knew that he would die and defended the gate of heaven, not retreating an inch.

You must know that the enemy that this **** general faced at that time was not a sword cultivator or a qi trainer in the world, but the sword holder who was one of the top five in heaven.

There is no suspense, the **** will eventually be nailed to the gate by a sword pierced through the armor and body.

At this moment, Xie Gou, who is different from usual, looks indifferent, his eyes are clear, and he asks: "Did you deal with that Qingtong Tianjun back then?"

Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "After I entered the Ascension Realm, I only got close to the Ascension Platform, and I never climbed the Divine Dao. I have never met this man, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal."

Xie Gou said, "I have seen it."

Xiao Mo is skeptical about this.

Xie Gou said solemnly: "After I became an Earth Immortal, I once walked through the Ascension Platform, but it was not the one that women should take. I chose to take the other path as a female sword cultivator."

Xiao Mo immediately believed it and believed it, because this was indeed something that Jianxiu Bai Jing could do and would definitely do.

Xie Gou raised his hands, hugged the sable hat on his head, and pouted, "It's not good to be emotional, and the realm is not high enough. At that time, swordsmanship was not good enough, and it was almost impossible to protect the dog's head."

Xiao Mo said: "Qingtong Tianjun and the other one are still very kind to the monks in the world."

Xie Gou nodded and said, "That's because they all retain a large part of their humanity. This is unimaginable in the ancient heaven. I still can't think of a suitable reason."

Xiao Mo was silent.

People's hearts are unpredictable and messy, so their words are wrong, their words and deeds are inconsistent.

This is not the case with the ancient gods. It seems that except for the five supreme and high-ranking gods, all words, deeds, and thoughts are only straight lines.

Daoist practitioners, apart from thousands of spells, go their separate ways. If they go back to the source, they are just learning from the high spirits to get rid of distracting thoughts and condense into one mind.

In fact, Xie Gou had already noticed a few familiar breaths in the town, with a sarcastic expression on his face, tsk tut: "The world is a mausoleum, the sea is a mulberry field, and the fish that swallowed the boat in the past are pitiful, but Lu Chu is invincible."

Xiao Mo was about to move away, but Xie Gou suddenly asked, "Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, isn't my squatting position unsightly?"

Xiao Mo didn't say a word, Xie Gou turned back, bent his knees to the ground, stood up, held up his sable hat, and looked at Xiao Mo wearing a yellow hat, she thought it was a perfect match.

Walking beside Xiao Mo, the girl began to sigh and sigh. It was obviously a destiny made in heaven, so why was it so hard.

Xiao Mo suddenly asked a terrifying question, "Tell me the truth, put aside the personal affairs between you and me, what are you asking for when you come to Haoran World this time?"

Xie Gou blinked, neither wanting to deceive Xiao Mo nor telling the truth, she had to pretend to be stupid.

Holding a walking stick, Xiao Mo walked on the mountain road between Jise Peak and Jiling Peak, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I don't dare to be interested anyway, but I have something to say first, no matter what the treasure is, no matter what you are. When you get it, remember not to violate the rules of the Confucian Temple, and don't make my son feel embarrassed."

Ascension-level sword cultivators like him and Bai Jing, before ten thousand years ago, almost always liked to travel the "world" alone, so in fact, today's several worlds are actually both unfamiliar and familiar to them. Although the years are long, the number of monks who have passed through the world over the past ten thousand years is as numerous as a hair. As a result, many opportunities and treasures from ten thousand years ago have almost been seized and searched, but it is inevitable that there will be a few fish that slip through the net, and have never been caught. Later monks noticed that Xiao Mo guessed that Bai Jing's trip must be a treasure hunt, and she would never return empty-handed.

Xie Gou smiled awkwardly, "Ha, thieves don't get away."

Chen Ping'an left the house alone, and Chen Lingjun was retained by Zheng Dafeng's kindness. The two sides winked and began to whisper again.

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Before leaving, Chen Ping'an took out several large jars from what was in the immediate vicinity, all of which were filled with "clear water". Although clear water, it was valuable because it was the Lingqiu of the Changchun Palace, the Fuqian Spring on the Longtuan Peak of Yunxia Mountain, and two more. The share is that Pei Qian fetched and collected water from Biezhou during his travels. At first, Cao Qingqing went to the capital of Dali to take part in the test. Zheng Dafeng was just making a joke. After asking Cao Qingqing to inscribe the title, he took the time to make a detour to Changchun Palace. He couldn't buy it. Lingqiu spring water is used to make tea, and women can drink it to keep her face. In fact, Zheng Dafeng's good intentions are to let Cao Qingqing, a nerd, go to the Changchun Palace where Yingying, Yanyan and the fairies gather to gain insight and gain insight... If the speaker is not intentional, the listener is intentional, Cao Qingqing will take it seriously, but That Lingqiu water is the source of Changchun Palace's brewing of Changchun fairy wine. After several setbacks, he finally found someone to ask for a relationship, and then sent it to Niujiaodu via the Xianjia ferry.

As for the two small celadon jars from the floating money spring of Longtuan Peak, Chen Ping'an once traveled to Yunxia Mountain, and it is conceivable how they got there.

Zheng Dafeng looked at those bottles and jars, and was speechless for a while. It was just a joke from his early years, but one by one, he actually took it seriously.

It's just that Zheng Dafeng is a little embarrassed. How can he save these clear springs and beautiful waters that are easily deteriorated and turbid?

Chen Ping'an said, "You go to Wei Shanjun for help."

Cen Yuanji slowly walked up the steps, walked down the stairs, and practiced boxing. She was as small as a mustard seed. One climbed high and the other went down. In a trance, because of the appearance of the shuttle, Chen Ping'an began to suspect that the Kuocang Cave, which included the cicada sloughing cave in the past, was secretly collected by old man Yang? Then he just deliberately leaked the whereabouts of Chanshe Dongtian, and then there was Chen Qingliu's cross-continental excursion, and he practiced in the middle.

The first real dragon in the world, who was responsible for the specific circulation of water transportation, once secretly concluded a covenant with the cultivators in the world, and finally betrayed the heavenly court.

And Chen Qingliu, the man who slashed the dragon, used to practice swords in Kuocang Cave for many years, and he preached here.

Is it a liquidation of Old Man Yang against the traitors?

If this is the case, the deep calculation and the far-reaching plan are indeed terrifying.

According to Lu Yan, the Dragon Slaying Platform, one of the two execution platforms in the ancient Heavenly Court, was destroyed and shattered by a certain sword cultivator during the battle to the sky, and was scattered and left in the world. The two largest "cliffs", one Longji Mountain has many ancient names such as "True Hidden, Sky Nose, Windmill, Liao Deng". Since then, there have been many sword immortals and dragons in the ancient Shu. Another stone cliff is located on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which has been passed down to Ningyao from generation to generation.

Over the years, Chen Ping'an has always kept a piece of Dragon Slaying Platform. No matter how obsessed he is with money or the gall of a bear and leopard, he doesn't dare to make any mistakes, so he puts it in a square inch and carries it with him all the time. Chen Ping'an never dared or was willing to use it to sharpen his sword.

Because it was the first time for Chen Ping'an to travel to the Great Wall of Sword Qi before leaving, at the Hanging Mountain Stork Inn, Ning Yao asked Zhang Lu to help hand it over as a parting gift to Chen Ping'an.

The Dragon Slaying Platform, which was wrapped in cotton cloth, was the size of a palm, with two characters engraved on the front and back: innocent, Ning Yao.

A token of love!

Really hidden, **** nose. God nose, really hidden.

If you take a word from each and combine them, it is "naive".

The Sword Qi Great Wall, the last sacrificial official, disappeared without a trace, and transformed into Xie Xinen of Lizhu Cave and Lin Jiangxian of Qingming World.

After that, Ning Yao ran away from home. She traveled alone in the vast continents and finally came to Lizhu Cave.

Chen Pingan still dare not say that he has figured out the details of the town.

People's reminiscence, sadness and regret are like a deep pool of ancient wells, deep in it, and can't extricate themselves.

The nostalgia between lovers spreads all the way, galloping, and misses someone from afar, as if he and she met in an instant.

Chen Ping'an breathed lightly, rubbed his cheeks, and cleared his mind. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly discovered a strange thing. Cen Yuanji was standing at the foot of the mountain, not practicing boxing to climb the mountain.

Without thinking too much, Chen Ping'an went straight down the mountain, turned into the bluestone road, glanced at the old cook's house, and then returned to the bamboo building, making up his mind that the heavy snowfall in the capital of Nanyuan this year, the old cook you wait for me.

Cen Yuanji just waited for the blue shirt to disappear from sight before continuing to walk up the mountain for six steps.

After all, she is a warrior who is a bottleneck in the five realms, and has good eyesight. She had previously discovered that the mountain owner on the top of the mountain seemed to be waiting for a rabbit, staring blankly at the foot of the mountain, making Cen Yuanji look at him.

Originally, Cen Yuanji was still a little uncertain. After all, her impression of this mountain master had changed from the very beginning to the worst, but at the gate of the mountain, she found that Chen Ping'an's line of sight had never changed.

In the past, when she practiced boxing back and forth, the gatekeeper Zheng Dafeng's eyes wandered, and she was sneaky. !

In the house at the foot of the mountain, as soon as the mountain owner left, Chen Lingjun and Zheng Dafeng began to "arrange troops". Because they disliked the small side room and the desk of Xianwei, they went to the lobby of the main house. Xianwei quickly I felt that my eyes were not enough. It turned out that the table of the Eight Immortals was dazzling. Zheng Dafeng nodded frequently, and his family was rich and considerable. He gave Chen Lingjun a thumbs up, and praised him as a master of the mirror. It's just that Zheng Dafeng is unavoidably curious. Chen Lingjun, a poor bastard, must have made a fortune. Otherwise, Jinghuashuiyue, together with a private talisman, is the first step, and then it is the most expensive activity. Chen Lingjun snorted coldly, saying that it was Chief Zhou's credit for having such a scale, and he funded him a large amount of Gu Yu's money, which was specially used to buy this kind of mountain treasure.

When Zheng Dafeng was still in Luopao Mountain, he often went to Zhu Lian's side. Another Chen Lingjun closed the door and admired the Jinghuashuiyue all over Aquarius. However, the three people in the same way actually had their own preferences. There are all kinds of ways to make money. The most popular ones are definitely those who rely on the female cultivator to support the field and carry the main beam, just like the former Zhengyang Mountain Su Jia and He Xiaoliang of the Shengao Sect, but they are arrogant. Big, but only show up occasionally. Chen Lingjun likes to look at landscape-like scrolls. The pictures are both simple and elegant, and they are chewy. Zheng Dafeng is not so subtle and elegant. Gracefully dressed female nuns, dancing gracefully as the finale, whoever throws money to call who is brother, in the early years Zheng Dafeng's salary was lost in the sound of big brother Zheng, sometimes in order to be able to chat with the nuns a few more words If you talk about meat, you will also make an IOU with the old cook. And Zhu Lian's taste is rather strange. He only likes those strange ways, such as those who sell various boxing manuals and secrets. When I come to a word, those who are interested will negotiate privately, the price will be discounted, and there will be discounts for bulk packaging... Otherwise, it is an immortal mansion with a few swords that go to the front. Jinghua Shuiyue does not take the usual way, and specially sets up the kind of bridge where the scholar meets the ghost. Playing and playing, all of them have graceful backs, hazy, just waiting for them to turn their heads again, they can often scare Chen Lingjun who leaned over to watch the scenery, or the scholar is in the gloomy mansion, walking through the corridor alone with lanterns , suddenly a female ghost fell from the beam, or a hand with pale skin and scarlet nails lightly rested on the shoulder of the scholar... The old cook never moved like a mountain, picking up the salted peanuts in the dish and slowly Chew, look with relish.

In the land of a continent, only the sect prefixes such as Shengao sect and Fengxue Temple, and Daxian mansions such as Yunxia Mountain and Changchun Palace, Zhufeng Jinghua Shuiyue have a stipulation of when to open, and it is relatively frequent, and it is common for sects on the mountain, because Every time you open a mirror, you need to consume the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers, and you are most afraid of losing money, so the interval is long, and you are willing to spend more time.

Just because there are enough spiritual tools connected to Jinghua Shuiyue on the table, Xianwei has seen the scene of treasure light flowing on the table twice.

Zheng Dafeng brought a few jars of wine from the cellar and poured three bowls. Chen Lingjun was not in a hurry to drink, and put his arms around his chest, "Xianwei Daoist, do you want to look a little lighter, or a little meatier?"

I saw Xianwei Daoist sitting upright, took a sip of wine from the bowl, thought about it, and said solemnly: "Pin Dao's line of practice, there is no requirement to be vegetarian, but you can eat meat when you get married!"

That is, Chen Ping'an was not present, otherwise Chen Lingjun would be able to eat chestnuts.

Yuanmu Peak, a high cliff, Zhu Lian raised his head and put his hands behind his back. The handwriting on the cliff was painted with silver hooks, elegant and unparalleled. Running script means cursive script, which is not a skill, and italics has an old-fashioned inscription, which is not a rare thing, but being able to write a well-behaved block script with a rushing madness can really make Zhu Lian. It was too much to sigh, and after weighing it, Zhu Lian had to admit that he couldn't imitate it.

In the past, there was a Taoist priest from Chunyang, who went out to sea and returned to Yuanmu Peak. There is a Taoist poem on the cliff carved on the stone. The preface is very long, and the content is far better than the poems.

In addition, the font of the preface is not small, there is a suspicion of anti-customer-oriented.

The ancients exiled Xianbai also came from Emei, and the heaven is the appearance and the Tao is the appearance. Lu Yan, a near-miss, went from this peak, flying a sword in the air, the ground is wide and the sky is high, and the clouds are deep and loose. All gentlemen, don’t ask about the cultivation method, follow the pure yang, the spirit of bathing the snow, find the fire in the water, and let go of the heart and live the soul. My generation has learned this technique, and penetrated the heavens and the axis of the earth. That is, longevity... Since ancient times, there is no need for money to learn Taoism. There are only the sun and the moon in the scoop. There was a purple edict who followed Qingluan and went down to the jade capital. Spring.

Peixiang was standing beside Zhu Lian. She was not in a hurry to return to Fox Country, and would return to Lotus Root Blessed Land with Gao Jun.

Because Peixiang didn't know the identity of "Lu Yan" for the time being, he only felt that this cliff carver who dared to put himself and Bai also together, since he was so openly "talking" to the world in the mountains, he was either making a lot of nonsense and trying to gain fame. A Taoist scholar, or he has a purpose, and is the kind of unfathomable master of Taoism. It can be said that it is the latter. The text inscribed on the cliff in front of me does not have the slightest air of morality. In general, the great cultivator personally engraved the book on the cliff, more or less, with a literal immortal spirit, but this one. The Taoist poems, which are like green words, have no spiritual energy in the main text and preface. Peixiang, who is a cultivator of Yuan Ying, still has this vision.

Zhu Lian squinted and smiled and said, "Can't you tell whether it's good or bad, or the depth?"

Peixiang smiled charmingly, nodded and said, "Help me solve the confusion?"

Zhu Lian said: "It's both a Taoist art and a sword formation, waiting for the destined people in the future. If you don't believe it, you can use all your strength to attack the treasures and see if you can shake the words in the slightest."

On the mountain road, the sable-cap girl and the yellow-cap youth walked side by side, but she was the only one who was chatting. Xiao Mo was more patient because she remembered the teachings of her son.

"Xiao Mo, let me tell you something. During my long sleep, I had the same dream repeatedly, but it was scary. According to the book, I went out and saw nothing, and the bones covered the plain."

"Little Mo, why does the local dialect of Huaihuang County call the reflux of water 'thirsty', especially in Baoxi County, where many rivers are called thirsty, I think this way of naming , both ingenious and beautiful, what do you think?"

"Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, you can say a word with me."

"Xiao Mo, I think you like me, right? I've done it dozens of times. If you still don't speak, you'll take it as your default, nineteen eight seven six five four three two one!"

"Whoops, what a beautiful day!"