Chapter 414: The joys and sorrows swaying in the heart

The academy has become a small world where saints sit, and on the top of Donghua Mountain, there is a special cave.

After Mao Xiaodong used his magical power, the weather on the mountain top turned out to be golden autumn.

The autumn air is crisp and clear.

Chen Pingan is sitting in the west, with a five-color golden stove in front of him. He uses the spiritual energy warmed and stored in the water palace to "fan the wind" and uses a pure martial artist's true energy to "ignite" it. Driving the alchemy furnace to burn ragingly with clusters of real fires of refining objects.

The alchemy furnace suddenly shines brightly, like a scorching sun on earth.

The golden bile hovered above the alchemy furnace and slowly descended.

Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this. He followed the steps step by step, using the immortal refining technique that was born out of the immortal praying monument in front of the Buried River Temple. He controlled a palm-sized jar of gold sand and sprinkled it into the elixir. In the furnace, the fire became more intense, shining brightly on Chen Ping'an's entire face, especially his clear eyes that had seen thousands of mountains and rivers, becoming more and more beautiful. The hands that had been used to burn porcelain and draw blanks countless times did not tremble at all. The lake in my heart was like a mirror, and there was an ancient well that never wavered.

The golden bile that was "cut out" from the heart by City God Shen Wen rose and fell in the alchemy furnace, slowly rotating and turning.

Not only are the faithful men and women of Caiyi Kingdom who have been immersed in incense year after year for hundreds of years, but also the great righteousness of the civil servant Shen Wen who upholds a true spirit after his death, and the great relationship with Longhu Mountain After the Heavenly Master carved the seal with his own hands and spent time together day and night, the divine aura nurtured was like the stars in the sky at first night.

Among the many natural and earthly treasures, the sword relics of the martial saint from the martial arts temple in the capital city of Aquarius Continent and the half-foot-long thousand-year-old horn are the most difficult to refine.

Chen Ping'an's mind was at peace, he just took steps steadily and without mistakes, and slowly refined it with the immortal formula that "all things can be refined".

The sword that once followed the martial saint throughout his military career hovered over the alchemy furnace and gradually melted. Starting from the tip of the sword, a drop of golden water melted out and fell into the five-colored Jingui Zao. Inside, as you go to the back, the water drops fall faster and faster, forming a line. If someone can use the method of inner vision to live in the small world of the alchemy furnace, and then look up, the string of water drops will look like a golden line. The Tianhe Falls came to the world.

Gold governs the lungs.

If you want to take care of your lungs, those who practice Taoism have already figured out a rule. The three points of Qihai, Tanzhong and Feishu are crucial.

When Chen Pingan breathed, he intentionally or unintentionally used the sword energy to move at eighteen stops, passing the energy through these three qi mansions and three passes. Suddenly the sword energy was like a rainbow, and Chen Pingan followed. The visible skin undulates slightly, like a drum beating on a battlefield. No sound is heard on the top of Donghua Mountain. In fact, the small world inside the human body, the three battlefields, are full of chilling meaning based on sword energy, just like those three huge battlefields. At the ruins, there are still sword immortals and heroic spirits who are unwilling to rest in peace.

The refining of more than thirty pieces of heavenly materials and earthly treasures all has a sequence. They must be put into the furnace on time at the set time, without any deviation. There can be no deviation in the size of the alchemy furnace.

Mao Xiaodong, as the Confucian saint sitting in the academy, can use the pure and secret method to remind him aloud without worrying about Chen Ping'an being distracted and going crazy.

It’s just that Chen Pingan didn’t give him this chance.

Chen Ping'an always concentrates and has no distractions. He uses the Immortal's Art of Refining Materials to turn the treasures of heaven and earth from real to imaginary. He uses the continued aura of Shuifu and the pure true energy that is reborn again and again to carefully control the alchemy furnace. At the same time, the "battlefield" momentum of the three Qifu passes was strengthened with eighteen stops of sword energy. Since refining this golden gallbladder involves Confucian practice, compared with the refining of ordinary Qi practitioners' natal objects, it also requires more One more big trouble is to silently recite some words related to the Five Elements of Gold, such as those articles and poems of sages with the words Xi, Qiu, and Ran. Most of them were written by Chen Pingan from bamboo slips. Choosing half was Mao Xiaodong’s suggestion in the study at that time.

This level is known as "visiting and asking sages for advice from the bottom of their hearts" in Confucian practice.

Mao Xiaodong is actually more worried about this level.

In fact, when I went to the Confucian Temple in the capital of the Sui Dynasty for the first time, I not only had to get back the existing dividends from the Cliff Academy, but also borrowed more ritual vessels and sacrificial vessels. The reason was that Mao Xiaodong was afraid of Chen Ping'an's refining. , there is a flaw here. After all, Chen Ping'an has never been exposed to the cultivation methods of the Confucian disciples of the academy, and there is no shortcut to hide the secrets, so he can only use the rich cultural heritage contained in the artifacts of the Confucian Temple to make up for it and forcefully break through. And passed.

But fortunately, Chen Pingan did better than the old man imagined.

This means that when Chen Pingan read, he really got into it. The scholars read the truth in the book and recognized each other, so it became the foundation of Chen Pingan's own life. Just like Mao Xiaodong said casually on the way to the Confucian Temple with Chen Ping'an, the words in the book cannot grow by themselves. Whether they can run into the stomach and fly into the heart must be "broken" by oneself. Reading The one that breaks ten thousand volumes! There are indeed many Confucian principles, but they are never a prison that restricts people. That is the fundamental reason for following one's heart and not exceeding the rules.

Mao Xiaodong was filled with emotion.

The authentic Confucian temple in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth has a secret hall of learning, which is full of articles and principles left by Confucian sages to the vast world and recognized by heaven and earth.

The characters have different sizes, and the golden light has different shades.

The golden text closest to the ground is often larger, and the brilliance it emits is brighter and purer.

Many of the founders of various schools of thought, or some of the rising stars who became famous all over the world, looked up at this place and allowed them to display their magical powers. They can shake or even move many of the words to other places, such as the Five Mountains of the Middle Earth, which are enough to be remembered for centuries. However, no one has been able to slightly move the golden words on the ground, which are like giant corns.

Because that is the fundamental knowledge of the sages and sages.

But even so, some of the most holy masters and sages are still hovering over knowledge.The words on the higher part of the hall would also lose their golden light and dissipate on their own. This was the first time in the secret history of the Confucian Temple that this happened, and the saints in the academy were shocked and horrified. Even a Confucian deputy leader who was in charge of the Confucian Temple at that time had to quickly bathe and change clothes, then go to the statues of the Holy Master and the Lisheng to light incense.

It’s just that the two saints still haven’t shown up.

It was at that time that a scholar who had not yet been revered as a sub-sage by the Confucian culture said, "There is no knowledge in the world that will never be easy to learn, and there is no article that is perfect in the world. It is not worth making a fuss about. Otherwise, what are we going to do with our descendants studying and learning?”

The Confucian Temple became very popular because of this.

Mao Xiaodong put away his thoughts and looked at the young man sitting opposite him.

Its shape and high-spirited appearance are like a beautiful tree in the Yaolin forest, free from the natural wind and dust.

The god, the luminous pearl, is like a pocket-sized moon that was left in the human world. It was not taken back to the heaven by the moon palace gods. Countless fragments are like the bright starlight, like stars arching over the moon.

There is such a junior brother.

As a senior brother, how can I not be honored?

This has nothing to do with noble birth or high level of cultivation.

His husband, Mao Xiaodong, is a literary sage. His senior brothers include Qi Jingchun and others. They have also known A Liang for a long time. of Middle-earth scholars.

He has also had many great opportunities, traveled many paths to study, met countless distinguished people, and even had countless drinks with the ancestors of the farmers, traveling thousands of miles across mountains and rivers.

But Mao Xiaodong still felt that he was not as good as Chen Pingan.

Because he, Mao Xiaodong, missed too much and failed to catch it.

Cui Dongshan once accidentally mentioned the most dangerous part of Chen Pingan’s journey when he left Lizhudong Tianhou.

It wasn’t a fight, but A Liang found him.

In that test that seemed to be a blessing without any risk, if Chen Ping'an's mind changed even a little bit, he would be like Zhao Yao, and maybe in the years to come, he would be like Zhao Yao again, or someone else. He has his own opportunities, but Chen Ping'an will definitely miss A Liang, miss Qi Jingchun, miss the biggest opportunity that Qi Jingchun helped him earn so hard, miss the old scholar, and finally miss the woman he likes. One wrong step, one wrong step, everything is over. All lose.

Mao Xiaodong had to ask at that time, "Then how did Chen Ping'an survive the danger?"

Cui Dongshan gave a very unserious answer at the time, "My husband You know you are stupid, of course you have luck."

Mao Xiaodong still wanted to get to the bottom of it, but Cui Dongshan no longer wanted to talk.

In the end, the ritual vessels that Mao Xiaodong moved from the Confucian Temple in Beijing failed to provide help in times of need, but were just icing on the cake.

But of course Mao Xiaodong was even happier about this.

This means that the grade of the golden bile refined into the natal object will be higher.

The distance betweenOf course, a watermark will be inferior, but where in the world can I find a seal carved with Qi Jingchun's own spirit?

Even Mao Xiaodong felt sorry for Chen Ping'an, who actually printed the word "山" on the side of Jiaolonggou. Otherwise, it would not be possible to create a big pattern of "mountains and rivers depend on each other". It would not be possible for two natal objects to be successful. After that, it was so easy to break through the bottleneck of the second realm in one fell swoop and reach the peak of the second realm as a Qi Practitioner. It was a sure thing to reach the peak of the third realm! No matter how bad the rank of the remaining three natal items is, as long as you gather the attributes of the five elements, you will definitely break the first big threshold for Qi practitioners and reach the middle five realms!

However, Mao Xiaodong also knew that carrying Qi Jingchun's mountain seal to Daoxuan Mountain would most likely lead to big setbacks.

These seemingly traceless trade-offs and gains and losses are probably Chen Pingan’s inner “fundamental knowledge” compared to boxing, sword training and reading, or even some of the principles he has already understood.

On this matter, Cui Dongshan is actually the most knowledgeable about the difference between gods and humans, deep in the soul, and why we are human. Cui Dongshan and Cui Chan have gone very far on this subtle and profound road, saying Maybe he is still the furthest person in the world.

It is rumored that before Cui Chan decided to betray the literary sage lineage, he went to the learning hall of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple. There, without saying a word, he read the words on the ground like golden corn, which was enough. For three days and three nights, I only read the bottom and slightly higher text, but didn’t read any of them.

Mao Xiaodong sighed slightly.

No matter what, it is an extremely good opportunity to be able to successfully refine this golden bile into a natal object.

Don’t be too ambitious without seeking perfection.

No longer wandering thousands of miles, Mao Xiaodong poured the cultural fortune from each ritual vessel into the alchemy furnace one after another, with a technique that was at its peak.

This is the beautiful scene in Xie Shirou's eyes, where the time and water on the top of the mountain are dyed with a layer of golden brilliance.

The alchemy furnace filled with colorful aura suddenly fell silent and the smoke disappeared.

The golden bile lying quietly at the bottom of the Wucai-Jingui stove turned into golden juice, and then slowly "grew" and became a scholar in a Confucian shirt with a sword on his back, one finger tall. Just dressed in gold, it jumped and came to the edge of the top of the alchemy furnace. It looked up at Chen Pingan, but its face was still blurry and had not become clear. It roughly looked like Chen Pingan. In addition to a long sword on its back, there was also a sword on its waist. There were several small golden books hung with thin gold threads. The little man in golden Confucian shirt said in an old-fashioned way: "Read more! Besides, you said it yourself, knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements!"

Chen Pingan, who was already sweating profusely, wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said with a smile: "Let's encourage each other."

The little golden Confucian scholar turned into a sword

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Changhong quickly entered Chen Ping's heart and acupoints, sat cross-legged, picked up a book hanging around his waist, and started to read.

In addition, there is a golden bile suspended in the cave, which is actually one with the little man in Confucian shirt who carries a sword and hangs a book.

Mao Xiaodong was stunned.Then he started to frown.

Chen Pingan asked doubtfully: "Is there something wrong?"

Mao Xiaodong looked solemn and asked: "The golden literary gall that was refined into the natal object, concentrated into a scholar in Confucian shirt , I don’t think it’s too surprising, but why did it say that?”

Chen Ping’an thought carefully for a moment and said: “After I learned to read, I was always afraid of what I had concluded. Wrong, so no matter when I faced the boy in Tsing Yi, or later Pei Qian, or Cui Dongshan who asked me those two questions, I was afraid of my own perception. In fact, it was right for me, but in fact it was wrong for others. At least it is not a comprehensive and superficial theory, so I am worried that it will mislead others."

Mao Xiaodong was relieved and smiled happily: "That's... right!"

Mao Xiaodong stood up and waved his hand to remove the sage's magical power from the top of the mountain, but the academy's small world was still there. He warned: "I'll give you a stick of incense, and then you can take out the golden piece of 'I am good at cultivating Haoran Qi' Jade token, absorb the cultural luck from some remaining ritual vessels. Don’t worry about crossing the line and inadvertently stealing the cultural luck and spiritual energy of Donghua Mountain. I will weigh the pros and cons after this, and you will be a serious disciple. I am a Qi practitioner."

Chen Pingan stood up quickly to express his thanks.

Mao Xiaodong waved his hand and complained: "Junior brother, I really don't know who you learned this politeness from."

Chen Pingan joked: "Perhaps it's Mr. Wen Sheng?"

Mao Xiaodong immediately said with a straight face: "You must understand Mr.'s good intentions!"

Chen Pingan was embarrassed Said: "I'm joking."

Mao Xiaodong reprimanded: "Sir, preaching is preaching through words, teaching by example, and every detail. As a junior, how can you be careless or joke!"

Chen Pingan could only nod.

Mao Xiaodong turned around with a smile on his face. There was no sign of anger. Junior brother, you are still young.

The long river of time on the top of the mountain slowly flows backwards. In the golden autumn, it returns to the midsummer scene. The fallen leaves return to the branches, and the withered yellow turns to dark green.

After Mao Xiaodong left, Chen Pingan took out the golden jade medal, held it in his hand, and began to absorb the remaining cultural fortune that had not been refined by the alchemy furnace on the top of Donghua Mountain.

A small golden stream as thick as a thumb lingers around the jade tablet, and then slowly flows into the jade tablet.

Then it flows from the jade token into the palm of Chen Ping'an's hand, and then goes to the Qi Mansion where the little man in golden scholar's gallbladder shirt lives.

Everywhere he visited penetrated Chen Ping'an's heart.

When the golden stream of literary luck poured into Qi Mansion, the little man in Confucian shirt immediately stopped reading, smiled from ear to ear, jumped up and danced.

This is probably the child's nature that Chen Pingan rarely had the opportunity to reveal during his growing up years.

After the stream stagnated in the cave, the golden man waded through the water and walked to the gate of the cave. He shouted and saw a fire dragon made of pure energy flying over.

It is aHe jumped up and down, sitting on the dragon head, shouting and drinking, swinging his feet vigorously, riding a dragon to patrol this small world of human beings.

Chen Ping'an felt a little ashamed when he saw this scene with his inner vision.

Why is "myself" so naughty?

Isn’t it any better than Gu Can and the boy in Tsing Yi?

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Mao Xiaodong has actually been observing here silently.

In the end, Chen Pingan absorbed the cultural fortune of the Sui Confucian Temple with a golden jade medal, leaving no trace behind.

And even though the matter of refining the life object almost exhausted the accumulated spiritual energy of that water palace, he is now a genuine Qi practitioner, not to mention the literary fortune of Donghua Mountain, relatively speaking. The spiritual energy that is not very valuable, even if a senior brother like him has opened his mouth, he still can't take any bit of it.

Until this moment, Mao Xiaodong felt that he roughly understood that part of his mind and why Chen Pingan was able to survive the danger.

Self-denial.

It’s that simple.

Such an almost pedantic and rigid person who, as a practitioner, does not know the rules of pursuing maximization of interests will give the smart people in the world special reasons to ridicule and ridicule.

Therefore, the truth derived from Chen Pingan will be particularly disgusting to unreasonable people.

Mao Xiaodong’s heart suddenly shook.

The huge boulder pressing on his mind, which had almost cut off Mao Xiaodong’s path to the fifth realm, seemed to be beginning to loosen.

Principles have no regard for context.

He, Mao Xiaodong, respects his teacher and is determined to follow him only in this life, but he does not need to be rigidly bound by his sectarian views. He deliberately rejects the knowledge of the sage lineage for the sake of the academy's literary fortune.

Some principles in the world are interlinked and mutually reinforcing.

Mao Xiaodong sat in the study, gently took off the ruler, placed it on the desk, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

As soon as you gain enlightenment, the sky and the earth will change, and the wind and moon will shine brightly. < /p>

Cui Dongshan fell backwards, moving his hands and feet wildly, like a snow-white turtle that was turned over... He yelled: "Why am I still a piece of shit Yuanying? How can I live in the future? , I don’t have the face to see you sir, whoever beats me to death..."

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Fengweidu.

Three old people walked side by side.

Looking like they are about the same age, there is actually a huge gap.

The old man who was born and raised here used to come and go, never wanting to show up. He was really tired of the worldly entanglements.

It’s just that this time an old guy said that you are not a street rat, so why don’t you hide your head and hide your tail?

Then the three of them appeared on the streets of Fengweidu in a swaggering manner.

The old man named Liu Laocheng has noticed some shocking sights, but pretends not to see them, smiling bitterly in his heart.Silently, he took the two people around him to the ancestral house in the alley.

Liu Laocheng wants you to know the identities of the two people around him, and you will probably be scared to death.

Except for him, Liu Laocheng is the Fengweidu whose ancestral home is at the border of Qingluan, Qingshan and Yunxiao. He eventually became the only person still alive in Aquarius Continent, and he was ranked as Shanze Yexiu. Upper five realms.

The other two, one is the old leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang, Gao Mian. A famous monk from Aquarius Continent who fell from the Yupu Realm back to the Nascent Soul Realm twice for the sake of his loyalty to the world.

Liu Laocheng and Liu Laocheng are close friends, so this time Liu Laocheng went to fight for the fragments of the glazed golden body after Du Mao failed to ascend, and specially called Gao Mian.

Gao Mian is short in stature, wearing linen clothes, full of gangsterism, and looks fierce. Compared with Liu Laocheng, he looks more like a wild cultivator who robs homes and houses.

As for the last old monk from another continent wearing robes, it is estimated that if Liu Laocheng and Gao Mian did not help prove it, no one would be able to shout his name at the top of his lungs. believe.

The surname is Xun and the name is Yuan.

The old master of Yugui Sect, the first person in Tongyezhou Immortal Realm.

Jiang Shangzhen, the head of the Jiang family in Yunku Blessed Land, was such a domineering monk. When he met the sect leader Xun Yuan, he still wanted to behave with his tail between his legs... To be precise, he wanted to be a Jade Pure Realm deity.

At the end of the alley where Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger were located, Gao Mian asked in a loud voice: "Old Liu, when will that boy Jiang Yun come to our gang to worship? He is so handsome, I guess he must You can trick many fairies into visiting me on the mountaintop."

Liu Laocheng said helplessly: "My disciple went to stay with the Shenquan Gang, just to let you have a good time and see more fairies? How can I talk to Jiang Yun about this crap? Otherwise, you can use my face?"

Gao Mian strode across the threshold, "Just pretend to be like me, we were in the world together back then? After a while, you have learned the secret skills of the side sect. What are you trying to do? In addition to stealing magic weapons, you also stole many fairies..."

Liu Laocheng covered Gao Mian's mouth and said angrily: "Who? There was no such thing as a ridiculous period of youth and romance, and you are not afraid of being disgusted by talking about these things."

Xun Yuan said with a smile: "Where is it?"

Gao Mian. Sitting in the courtyard, he waved his hand and said, "Old Liu, go buy a few jars of the most authentic Shuijing Xianren Brewing. Jiang Yun will drink it at home without even thinking about it."

Liu Laocheng and Xun Yuan said goodbye and left the yard to buy wine.

When I came back, I saw two guys admiring the water flowers and mirror moon on many small and medium-sized hills in Aquarius Continent. It was a picture scroll, and Gao Mian had already prepared a lot of it. There are more fairy coins on the table in front of the old fairy Xun Yuan.

Liu Laocheng was really not interested in these things, but when he handed Xun Yuan a pot of Shuijing Xianren brew, he said politely: "The old man is really elegant."

Xun Yuan smiled and nodded.

On the scroll, there is an upright person.The "fairy" who was burning incense and painting had a graceful figure and deliberately chose a slightly tight dress. Since the scene in the scroll can be turned around by the viewer, the fairy's sitting posture and even the size of the embroidery stool are very particular, revealing her plump figure.

Gao Mian glanced sideways at Xun Yuan, who was sitting upright, and sneered. He stretched out his hand to rotate the scroll a little, and immediately there was a moving scroll looking at the mountain from the side. He moved his fingers slightly, and the woman in the scroll appeared. Suddenly it expanded a bit, and the surrounding scenes immediately exited the picture.

Gao Mian did not forget to sneer: "Why are you pretending to be serious?"

Xun Yuan smiled shyly, as if he did not dare to talk back.

Liu Laocheng drank by himself, feeling helpless.

It is said that two people from two different continents did not know each other at first. In the rivers and lakes of Aquarius Continent, they were nicknamed Jade Face Little Langjun and Wu Shi. Gao Mian, who is in the upper realm, is consistent in his words and deeds with the real identity of the old leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang. He has a hot temper and likes to scold people often, scolding those pretentious and snobbish fairies. The worst thing is that they can only catch one or two of their enemies. He was flattering, openly flirting, and completely ignored the other onlookers. As for Xun Yuan, who calls himself Yi Chi Qiang, he has been silently spending money on the gods, and he won't say anything when he sees someone he doesn't like.

It’s just that the two people spent more money and became more and more famous. The last time they talked about Shen Gaozong He Xiaoliang and Zhengyangshan Su Jia, who is the number one fairy in Aquarius Continent? There was a dispute over this matter, and the two of them had a "big fight". Every time they said something, they spent a lot of Xiaoshu coins. It was amazing. For a while, everyone was guessing which sect these two people belonged to. The ancestors there were so lavish in spending money, and they spent the Xiaoshu money like snow and wasted it, but there was never any scandal about their affairs with the fairies.

Many female monks on the hilltops, in order to attract business for their masters, do not hesitate or are forced to let those Qi practitioners who are good at bone-touching techniques change their innate appearance and posture. As for whether this will It involves fate and ruins the cultivation of the Tao. I don't care. I really don't care and let the monks who are skilled in this Tao use the knife on their faces. The young man with a beautiful face and Yi Chi Qiang met by chance again. At that time, many sharp-eyed onlookers spotted a fairy from a certain third-rate fairy sect. His face changed greatly, and he was ridiculed, sarcastic, and made strange remarks.

The fairy was so ashamed and angry, but she also

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Didn’t dare to say anything back, she just apologized and kept saying Apologize.

As a result, there will be more and more ridicule and abuse, and it will be unscrupulous.

I never thought that the handsome young man would suddenly spend money, speak, and speak out righteously, scolding the onlookers, followed by Yi Chi Gun. For the first time, the two sworn enemies had the same hatred.

In the end, after the young man threw away the fairy money, he continued to scold, "It's not easy to make money, it's not easy to practice. Is this little girl going to have a dispute with you, or is she going to kill your whole family? It has to be so endless. Are you using your words to hurt others? You little bastards?I shouldn't have given birth to my parents in the first place. If I had that great supernatural power, I would have to go up the long river of time and smash the bed with my slap when your parents were fighting on the bed. ”

In the end, Xiao Langjun said to Yi Chi Qiang, “You are still a good guy, but your vision is a bit poor. You actually like He Xiaoliang more than Su Jia. It’s obvious at first glance.” A person who has no great potential in practice. ”

After that, the Yi Chi Gun became the “follower” of the handsome young man. As long as they bumped into each other, the Yi Chi Gun would be in trouble every time.

Before Gao Mian and Xun Yuan spent money, someone had already begun to tease the fairy with words. In the mirror, no one knew who the onlookers were, and they were often unscrupulous. They were used to walking down the three paths, and there were often people While admiring the scrolls and water bowls, there were several popular erotic novels on hand.

Probably the maid who was standing aside to grind the fairy was also implicated.

The maid's name is Shi Qiu, and she is a newly admitted disciple of this mountain sect. Whenever the master shows up, she will occasionally appear in the scroll, either serving tea or water, or delivering things, doing trivial tasks like serving people. < /p>

In fact, her figure is better than that of the fairy, but cultivation on the mountain always depends on talent and realm to determine identity.

Gao Mian and Xun Yuan are old people and are accustomed to this. Generally speaking, as long as it's not too much, they won't say anything.

But the maid named Shi Qiu was probably not used to the unbearable humiliation. Her eyes were red and she was biting her lip.

Misfortune never comes singly. From this angle, Gao Mian happened to see the fairy under the table, who was probably annoyed that the maid was ruining the scenery. He quickly stepped on the instep of the maid next to him.

Gao Mian. He was about to start throwing away the fairy money, but after seeing this, he threw the handful of snow money back into the pile of money.

Picking up the flask and taking a sip of wine, Gao Mian snorted coldly. Said: "It's this kind of woman again who has wasted the bookishness she brought to the mountains from a wealthy family in the secular world. "

Xun Yuan smiled slightly.

Gao Mian felt a little disappointed and just drank.

Liu Laocheng reminded: "Lao Gao, please take it easy. If you drink, you belong to Aquarius. If you drink, the entire Aquarius belongs to you. This is my ancestral home, I can’t bear your drunken madness! "

Gao Mian snorted coldly and suddenly asked: "Xiao Feisheng, what do you think of the name Invincible Divine Fist Gang? "

Xun Yuan kept staring at the scroll and said without hesitation: "Strong, invincible, and domineering, he stands out among others in Aquarius Continent, he is unique!" "

Gao Mian nodded, "I guess you are wise enough to tell me the truth from your heart. "

Liu Laocheng endured it, but still couldn't bear it anymore, and said to Xun Yuan: "Senior Xun, what are you trying to do? For other matters, just let this old man take this. The bullshit gang name makes all the disciples of the sect unable to hold their heads up. Senior Xun, you still want to praise you so contrary to your will. I, Xu Laocheng... I can't bear it! ”

Xu Laocheng, the number one wild cultivator in Aquarius Continent, is a great monk in the Jade Pu Realm who fights his way through the mountains and rivers. He has seen many strange people and things.

At first, Xu Laocheng was afraid that Xun Yuan had an agenda, but Xun Yuan did not hesitate to confront the Taoist Heavenly Lord Qi Zhen, and "Xiao Feisheng" went to Tianmu to discuss the broken cave sky with the saint sitting there. Attribution, plus the fact that the three of them had nothing to do since then and traveled together, even a cautious person like Liu Laocheng had to admit that Xun Yuan was flirting with Gao Mian, and Gao Mian was flirting with Xun Yuan.

Both of them turned out to be...sincere.

Xun Yuan smiled at Liu Laocheng and said: "I really think the name of the sect, Invincible Divine Fist Gang, is particularly good."

Liu Laocheng sighed, clasped his fists and smiled bitterly: "I admire it. "

Gao Mian said: "Liu Laocheng, you are better than Xiao Feisheng in other places, but in terms of aesthetics, you are not as good as Xiao Feisheng."

Xun Yuan had no choice but to shut up.

There was no other mirror, flower, water, and moon to watch today, so Gao Mian deliberately withdrew his spiritual power, got very drunk, and went to bed.

Xun Yuan then dared to throw a few Xiaoshu coins into the scroll and spoke, saying that if the girl Shi Qiu could appear alone in the scroll in the future, he would be willing to support her again and again.

Then Xun Yuan put away the scroll.

There are countless joys and sorrows in the world, but Xun Yuan did not want to get involved in the mud of the secular world for these, and he would stop at the point of everything.

Liu Laocheng hesitated for a long time before he knew: "Senior Xun, as a friend of Gao Mian, I, Liu Laocheng, would like to take the liberty to ask, as the leader of the Yugui Sect, the senior Xun really has nothing to do with Gao Mian. "Planning?" Who should I look for?"

Liu Laocheng nodded.

Xun Yuan continued: "However, there is still a bit of selfishness. If a Qi practitioner wants to reach the upper five realms, he seeks the word "harmony with the Tao", so as to break the gap between the Tao and the Demon. Inner demon, how should I put it, this is equivalent to borrowing something from God.Returned during the fairyland period. However, if the Immortal Realm wants to make further progress, it is nothing more than cultivating the Tao and seeking truth, and it only falls on this word "True". "

Liu Laocheng stood up and said respectfully: "I have learned the lesson.

Xun Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's such a cliche. You, Liu Laocheng, are extremely talented. What can you teach me?" What can I teach you? "

Liu Laocheng sat back with a smile, "If it weren't for Gao Mian, I believe I would never have the chance to sit and drink with Senior Xun in this life? ”

Xun Yuan nodded and said, “Because we will never be of the same mind. However, after some contact, I recognize you Liu Laocheng. "

Liu Laocheng said: "This junior is so lucky! "

Xun Yuan suddenly said: "I plan to build the next sect of Yugui Sect in Aquarius Continent within the next hundred years, with Jiang Shangzhen as the first sect leader. Are you willing to serve as the chief worshipper?

Liu Laocheng said in shock: "Does Gao Mian know about this?" "

Xun Yuan shook his head and said: "I didn't tell him, because I regard him as a true friend, not you Liu Laocheng, so we can talk about this. "

Liu Laocheng began to weigh.

Xun Yuan smiled and said: "Before I leave Fengweidu, you just need to give me a definite answer. Don't worry, I won't force others to do anything. Your cost, Mr. Liu, is really not small. "

Liu Laocheng nodded, "Let me think about it. ”

Even if Xun Yuan is an immortal with great magic skills, he will not know about his little move.

Let the young maid named Shi Qiu, After Shanmen clearly informed her that she could "paint" on her own and would receive a share of the fairy money, she stood still and received a dozen slaps from the fairy and countless scoldings of "bitch". Shi Qiu just said Without saying a word, the fairy turned around and left after venting her anger. After walking far away, she dared to wipe the bloodshot eyes from the corner of her mouth. After returning to the narrow room, she closed the door, squatted down, and carefully took out the kit. , clutched in her hand, she covered her mouth with one hand, and sobs leaked out from between her fingers.

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In Qingluan Kingdom, the old servant Liu Jingting. From being a scholarly leader and a gentle leader, he suddenly became infamous and became a joke among the government and the public.

Even the peddlers and servants began to talk about the concubine's erotic affairs with great interest.

Li Baozhen's success made those in Nandu Yiguan lose a nominal "leader of the literary world" and had to find someone else. A local figure in the Qingluan Kingdom's literary circles who could convince the public and unite people's hearts, but Liu Jingting's experience made many scholars who were ready to make a move feel anxious. The wealthy families who migrated to Qingluan Kingdom had to take a step back and hope. To find a leader from within, the situation becomes complicated. Many of the wealthy family heads are as famous as Liu Jingting, but since everyone is a foreigner and a dragon across the river, who really wants to be a dwarf? one end? Who doesn’t worry that the person who was elected will secretly seek public benefit for personal gain behind everyone’s back?

For a time, the local scholars in Qingluan Kingdom were in chaos, and the outsiders behind the scenes who originally wanted to support Liu Jingting as a puppet to check and balance the Tang emperor of Qingluan Kingdom were also in a state of chaos.

Li Baozhen went to the county government office to visit Liu Qingfeng that day. The two of them took a walk in the dusk. Li Baozhen smiled and said to the leaderless scholars running south, "The scholars have rebelled for three years." No."

Liu Qingfeng smiled and nodded.

Li Baozhen had a thick smile on his face.

My heart is cold.

After Liu Qingfeng left that night, Li Baozhen quickly checked and filled in the gaps in Liu Qingfeng's "Three Planes", greatly improving the pen-knife plan.

At that time, all the idiots and idiots in the hall admired Li Baozhen endlessly and complimented him constantly, but they were also somewhat sincere.

But Li Baozhen felt increasingly cold all over his body.

Because Li Baozhen was smart enough, he knew that those small flaws were exactly the leftovers Liu Qingfeng deliberately left for him.

It gave him room to take the opportunity to establish his prestige.

This is Liu Qingfeng’s speechless way of keeping a line in his life.

When Li Baozhen left the Yamen office, he couldn't help but look back at the Yamen archway and murmured with a smile: "Fortunately, practicing in Gongmen can't create any immortal way."

When I think of the subordinate servants who originally admired and admired Magistrate Liu from the bottom of their hearts, each of them has become complicated and alienated, and some even cannot hide their pity.

Li Baozhen became a little happy, walked out of the office quickly with a little brisk pace.

Liu Qingfeng returned to his residence and while looking through the files carefully, he suddenly remembered that the secretary of Da Liwu whose real name was Wang Yifu outside the door was the number one general of the Lu Dynasty in the northernmost part of Aquarius Continent in the past. , is about to become a county lieutenant in charge of public security and catching bandits in a county. Do you think that those talented people who can serve as the pillars of the Dali Temple can be used as county captains for Qingluan Elementary School?

This Magistrate Liu laughed.

(End of this chapter)