Chapter 456: The Lake of Letters Revealed

On the way back north.

Chen Pingan stopped his horse at the top of an unknown mountain, because he planned to find a nearby Xianjia ferry and take the ferry back to Dali Longquan County, taking advantage of the last moment of the sun shining brightly. I took the opportunity to show off those bamboo slips that had not been found for a long time, including bamboo pieces from the descendants of Qingshen Mountain in Qidun Mountain, as well as ordinary green bamboo in the mountains and purple bamboo from the island in Shujian Lake.

The nearby mountains are undulating, but there is an ancient tea-horse road for traders in the mountains. After entering the mountains, there are vaguely some merchants on their way, hurriedly going back and forth.

Chen Ping'an deliberately chose a side road and walked several miles along the ridge to dry bamboo slips on the top of the mountain.

After digging out all the bamboo slips, Chen Pingan squatted aside, stunned.

When I think about owing so much debt, it really hurts my head.

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and kept comforting himself, and returned to Longquan County. Under Wei Bo's operation, he was now a big landowner. He showed some magnanimity and a little foreign debt was nothing.

Chen Pingan rubbed his cheek and felt that this was the truth. Money is something external to the body, and a gentleman should use it wisely... Chen Pingan slapped himself on the cheek. He really thought that he was a boy who was good at making money. Isn’t it?

Then Chen Pingan turned around and saw an old Confucian scholar he had met halfway, panting and standing in the distance. When he saw him, he seemed to be afraid of meeting a madman and was about to turn around and go down the mountain. .

At that time, Chen Pingan rode past the old Confucian scholar and the scholar. Judging from the steps and breathing, they were ordinary people. Of course, if the other party was an expert and had a deep hiding, Chen Pingan would not intentionally explore it.

The young scholar carrying the burden did not come with the old Confucian scholar. Perhaps the old Confucian scholar wanted to climb up to write a poem alone. After expressing his thoughts, he would immediately return and continue on his way.

Of course, it could also be a secretive monk who, under the guise of a Confucian scholar, treats Chen Ping'an as a fat sheep and wants to come here to kill people and steal goods?

Chen Ping'an doesn't care.

The old Confucian scholar seemed to have gone through a battle between heaven and man in his heart, but still made up his mind. He came to Chen Ping'an about ten steps away, bent down and looked at the bamboo slips, looked at them for a moment, and turned around with relief. He asked with a smile: "Young man, are you traveling far away to study alone?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, I want to travel more."

"Well, not bad, not bad. After traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books, today's young people are finding it easier and easier to buy books and study, and the more they can't endure the hardship."

The old Confucian scholar nodded first, and then asked : "You don't mind if I walk around and take a look at these precious bamboo slips of yours?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Old sir, just watch."

Soon Chen Pingan I regretted it a bit. The old man not only looked at the bamboo slips and flipped through them, he also liked to ask questions about this and that. There were so many questions. Where did this sentence come from? Sometimes Chen Pingan said the name of the book and the owner of the sentence, the old man I became even more interested and asked Chen Ping'an if he knew the intellectual foundation and purpose of that person's book.Chen Pingan answered with some difficulty. The old Confucian scholar's words were not very polite. There were some knowledge that Chen Pingan was not familiar with but the old man was very familiar with. The latter had to teach Chen Pingan a lesson for his half-knowledge, so Chen Pingan could only nod frequently and accept it humbly. Comments from an old man.

The old Confucian scholar was really not afraid of trouble. The young scholar shouted twice from a distance, but the old man refused. Finally, the scholar simply put down his burden and sat there sighing alone.

For more than an hour, the old man finally finished reading the bamboo slips and asking questions.

The old man suddenly smiled and asked: "Young man, I particularly like twenty-four of the bamboo slips. Can you give them to me as a gift?"

Chen Pingan shook his head decisively, "No."

I am not familiar with you, this old gentleman.

Chen Ping'an has just made up his mind to stop being a philanthropic boy in the near future.

The old man was a little anxious, "How come you are so petty after reading so many books and teachings? Scholars all over the world belong to the same family, so giving a few bamboo slips is nothing."

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Unfortunately, the old gentleman is a knowledgeable scholar. I am not yet considered a scholar. Besides, it is also a principle in the book that you should not do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Don't force others to do anything to you, otherwise. But that's not very good."

The old man pointed at Chen Ping'an and said, "Good boy, it's just a matter of reading some nonsense. Since you always say 'Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you'. Such a big truth weighed on me, so I had no choice but to hold my nose and say, 'A gentleman does not take what others like' to comfort myself."

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

The old man obviously didn't give up, and seeing that Chen Ping'an didn't follow the rules at all, he had to ask again shamelessly: "You really don't want to give it to me? If twenty-four bamboo slips are too many, fold them in half, twelve "

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Old sir, I really can't give it away. These bamboo slips and the contents on them are of great significance to me. I want to take them home and treasure them. Every bamboo slip represents a state of mind at a certain moment. Every time you take it out to show it, it is a time of reflection."

The old man said angrily: "That means you are a book reader, and the truth is really important. I’ve read it so much that I don’t need to read the bamboo slips.”

Chen Ping’an was amused. Damn, you, this old gentleman, have one reason after another. In the final analysis, you don’t want to get twenty for nothing. Four bamboo slips in your pocket? Chen Pingan had discovered a long time ago that most of the forty-five bamboo slips that the old man couldn't put down were green bamboo from Qingshen Mountain and purple bamboo from the Immortal Family on Zizhu Island. Once Chen Pingan nodded in agreement, the old man took it away directly. If you really like the text on the bamboo slips that are surrounded by spiritual energy, that's fine. But if you are a monk with a little bit of discernment and covets the spiritual bamboos themselves, will Chen Ping'an still want to turn his back on them and snatch the bamboo slips back?

The old man saw that Chen Pingan was very determined, so he had to give up and complained endlessly.

Chen Pingan started to pack away the bamboo slips and saw the old gentleman seeming to have pieces of silver slipping away from his hands.His face was full of distress.

It seems that Chen Ping'an can't bear to see it. There is no need to negotiate twenty-four bamboo slips, not even twelve. Otherwise, just give away six bamboo slips. Do you mean it? Otherwise, the old man spent more than an hour here, and Chen Ping'an would be a little tired. Presumably, this old man would not be much better. Even if he is coveting those bamboo slips and his heart is not tired, he is already very old and has to squat for a long time nagging. It takes half a day and is tiring. Furthermore, the old gentleman is full of knowledge, and when he talks, he must be serious and can't be fake. He is just a little obsessed with money, but in this regard, he is in the same camp as himself.

The old man had done everything he could, and quickly "kindly" dissuaded Chen Ping'an: "Young man, the sun is so bright, don't be in a hurry to put it away, take advantage of the good weather, and let the bamboo slips dry in the sun." Afraid of being infested by insects and water-logged... If you are worried that if you do it when the sun sets, it will be too late to clean up. I am here, I can help. What you do is sorry for these bamboo slips and so many beautiful words!"

Chen Pingan was somewhat convinced. He stopped his movements and asked with a smile: "Old sir, can I ask a somewhat offensive question?"

The old man shook his head and asked tentatively. He said: "Then don't ask, right? It's good for us scholars to save face."

Chen Ping'an asked: "Does the old gentleman still want to give away a few bamboo slips?"

The old gentleman said resolutely: "Just ask!"

Chen Ping'an wiped his face, always feeling that he had fallen into a trap.

The old man secretly took out a green bamboo slip on the ground next to him and murmured: "The accumulation of soil forms a mountain, and the wind and rain make it prosperous. It's so well said... but the characters are a bit poorly engraved, and they are weak and weak. It’s so unsightly that you don’t care about it. Why don’t you give it away and carve it again..."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Old sir, I have good ears and can hear."

The old gentleman looked stunned, "I didn't say anything, how could you hear me? Young man, are you a god on the mountain, can you hear my heart?"

Chen Pingan read Look at the old gentleman's expression and his eyes.

Thieves are sincere.

Chen Pingan was a little surprised. Could it be that he was just an old Confucian scholar passing by.

But this is not surprising. In this area, the number of Confucian academy monks is indeed small compared to Shu Jianhu Yexiu and Shanxian Master.

And being able to do so for more than an hour without revealing any clues is probably something that even a gentleman from the academy cannot do. Chen Ping'an doesn't think that the saint from Guanhu Academy has this free time to joke with him.

The old gentleman said with regret: "It doesn't matter whether you are warm or cold. If you don't touch the book, I will hate myself."

Chen Pingan pretended not to hear.

The old man said angrily: "Young man, where is the aura of your ears?!"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and looked up at the sky, "Old man, I give up. You go pick out the bamboo slips yourself, I have to hurry on my way, but remember, you don’t have to tell me which slip you have chosen, I’m afraid I can’t help but regret it.”

The old Confucian scholar asked. :"Twenty-four?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "It can be less, but not more."

The old Confucian scholar hummed, and Lao Huai said happily: "That's right. Young people, it’s time to be more generous. Money can’t buy time. Look, how much time are we wasting here? Isn’t it more valuable than a few bamboo slips?”

Chen Ping An nodded and said: "Yes, yes, the old gentleman is right."

Except for the bamboo slip in his hand, the old gentleman began to stand up and went around to select the other bamboo slips he liked, deliberately dilly-dallying.

Chen Pingan suddenly coughed.

The old gentleman pretended to be deaf.

Chen Pingan could only smile bitterly and said: "Old sir, including the bamboo slips in your hand, there are almost thirty. Since you are a scholar, can you be more trustworthy?"

The old man suddenly realized it and put the last bamboo slip into his sleeve. The old man was standing a little far away from Chen Pingan. He said a few polite words and left.

When we arrived at the book boy, the old Confucian scholar hurriedly urged: "Let's go, let's go!"

One old and one young, with oil on their soles, ran very fast.

Chen Pingan can now be roughly sure that he has really met an "expert".

Chen Pingan smiled, silently put away all the remaining bamboo slips alone, then led the horse down the mountain top, came to the ancient tea horse road, continued riding slowly, and never met that person again. An old gentleman, I believe he is hiding somewhere and enjoying himself right now.

Chen Pingan took a nap on horseback.

Unconsciously.

An old gentleman is holding the horse for him.

The old gentleman smiled and asked: "Chen Ping'an, it is a good thing for a person to build bridges across rivers and pave roads across mountains and rivers in his own heart. So is it possible for future generations to follow the same path? "Crossing the bridge and passing through the difficulties in their lives?"

Chen Ping'an still didn't know it, but he spoke slowly from the bottom of his heart: "Old sir, I'm just a calculating accountant, but I am not a teacher, so I would never dare to think so."

After that, I asked and answered.

"Have you ever admitted defeat in this question-and-answer game?"

"Of course I lost."

"Are you so disappointed?"

"I'm a little disappointed with myself. I haven't done well enough, but I'm not so disappointed with the world."

"That's it."

After that, there was "small talk" again.

The old gentleman's words were a little off topic, and he went as far as he thought.

"Chen Pingan" on horseback listened.

"Taoism, especially what the Taoist ancestors said, oh, only when the people's wisdom is not yet enlightened, or when the people's wisdom is greatly enlightened, can the two most extreme ways of the world be implemented, and only then can we hope to truly become the master of all knowledge in the world. Pulse. So the knowledge of Taoists is high, and the Taoism of Taoist ancestors must be unreasonably high. Unfortunately, the threshold is too high."

Chen Ping'an was speechless.

This is what I saidGotta...

Forget it, just think of it as the truth that this old master figured out by himself. It's not a bad thing to listen, don't talk back, don't say anything you don't mean.

Chen Ping'an doesn't want to quarrel with others.

He really doesn’t have the energy for the time being.

If you have tried the four cheap and good-quality meat buns from Lutong City, you might want to give them a try.

"The backs of the sages travel further and further away. As a descendant, if you just follow them and take a look from a distance, how will you, Chen Ping'an, feel?"

"I just feel that if I have the opportunity to walk on the same road with them in the future, even if I just look at the backs of the gentlemen from a distance, I should feel... and proud."

" "Okay!"

The old gentleman loosened the reins of the horse, and the young book boy carrying the burden in the distance behind him was covered in glaze, illusive and uncertain.

Chen Ping'an on horseback continued to ride slowly in his "dream", traveling further and further along the Ancient Tea Horse Road.

The old gentleman stopped on the road, his figure still ethereal, like clouds and smoke.

When Chen Ping'an shuddered on horseback, he suddenly realized that it was late at night. One person and one rider had already walked out of the mountain and came to a river.

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Dali Dynasty, the twelfth year of Yongjia, the spring equinox.

When spring came, the third Great Li cavalry besides Su Gaoshan and Cao Ping entered the battlefield. The Zhu Ying Dynasty began to retreat on several fronts. The capital was besieged, and the Zhu Ying Dynasty The imperial seal of the king and the god of the Ancestral Temple will soon be covered with dust, just in the blink of an eye.

However, the vassal king Song Changjing did not enter the territory of the Zhu Ying Dynasty. In the spring breeze that day, the mighty Mohist machine ship passed over the territory of the Zhu Ying Dynasty and continued southward.

Song Changjing stood on the bow of the main deck ship, overlooking the earth from a high position. There were constantly scattered sword cultivators, unwilling to live, and rose up with their swords, facing this Aquarius Island that had never appeared in its history. The huge "fleet" that passed by launched an attack, and then fell one by one without any suspense, just like the belated sound of spring firecrackers in the alleys, and like the wail of the cranes on the mountain, piercing the sky, leaving everyone on the earth Seeing this scene and hearing the tragic news, Zhu Ying's people were filled with grief.

Song Changjing still wears the old fox fur. When Xu Ruo, a branch of the Mo family, chose to bet on Da Li, he actually did two things. One was with the Yin Yang family, Joined forces to build the extremely arrogant fake Bai Yujing. In addition, Da Li annexed all the wealth including the Lu family, especially the "money to buy the road" from Li Zhudongtian, in addition to the seizures from major treasury all the way south. Used to build these south-crossing flying boats, the majestic Great Li. In these years, the national power has been at its peak, but in fact it has been unable to make ends meet every year. Even so, it still owes a lot to the Mohist family on credit, especially when the main line of the Mohist family selected the Great Li, spending money was even more wasteful. , not the clattering flow of small rivers, but like the flowing water of Dadu. The water is deep and silent. It may not even make a sound, and the treasury will be empty.Dang.

For Da Li, especially Hu Bu, this is a kind of courage and ability. Why does Cui Han, the national preceptor, look at Shangshu of Hu Bu with admiration? Even he, Song Changjing, and the entire military are willing to respect the officials of the Ministry of Household Affairs. This is the root cause. Of course, when the various cavalry go to the Ministry of Household Affairs to ask for military pay, no one will show mercy and cry for father and mother. Pretending to be poor, each one was more familiar than the other. Song Changjing saw this and didn't think there was any problem. In the process of quarreling and bumping among the civil and military officials of Dali, as well as the younger generation of scholars who joined the army and the border children, one after another joined the ranks. The boundaries between civil and military officials in the officialdom and the Song family temple are constantly blurring, which is a good thing.

As for the Ministry of Industry, which has the closest relationship with the Mohist monks, they are the unavoidable heroes behind the scenes.

On the contrary, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel, which originally had the highest status, would be more embarrassed once they were rewarded based on their merits in the future. Therefore, regarding the matter of the new Beiyue Mountain in Dali, as well as the alliance with the Sui Dynasty and the mission to the Sui Dynasty, the Ministry of Rites Only officials would spare no effort to show their faces. There is no other way. The farther away the yamen are from the battlefield, they will inevitably lose confidence in the Dali Temple in the next hundred years, their voices will not be loud, and they may even be cannibalized by the other six yamen. ,penetration.

After all, the Dali Xingbu Yamen has still made great achievements in espionage and winning over monks, and should not be underestimated.

So the Ministry of Rites, now making some small moves, is afraid that when everyone is opening up new territories, only they, the most respected yamen in the six departments of Dali in the past, will fall behind and fall into the dust. For a Qingshui yamen with only cold benches inside, how can it throw out the old and bring in the new? How can it maintain the noble and powerful position of the first department of Da Li? How can it have a new year and a new atmosphere every year?

There was only one official who was making a lot of noise, because the old man Guan was in charge, and no matter how noisy his own people were behind closed doors, they still behaved themselves when going out.

Even if the Ministry of Rites insists that the recommendation, inspection, issuance, archival recording, and evaluation must all be included in the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Punishment, which was originally responsible for about half of the responsibilities, must be completely decentralized. , Mr. Guan just made a fuss, didn’t express his position, and just dragged it out. In the end, he even resorted to such clumsy means as asking for leave due to illness. Damn, you, the old man, who only drinks and eats, is better than many etiquette ministers. Even if the body bones of a young and strong official are strong, he can still be infected with wind and cold and cannot afford to fall ill? The older the old fox is, the thicker his skin becomes. He is one generation younger than the old man, the Minister of Etiquette. Even if he is still half a disciple of Mr. Guan, it is said that he is so angry that he complained to the palace guard, saying that the old man is too dependent on his old man. .

The officialdom of Dali was lively and busy, and many yamen actually made a lot of jokes.

In the first month of this year, Yichi Alley and Chier Street in the capital are visited frequently to pay New Year greetings.

Song Changjing didn’t care too much about these officialdom affairs of “Spring River Water Warmth”. Under the general trend, it was human nature. As long as he didn’t go too far and didn’t cross the line too much, he wouldn’t care about it. In fact, There is no need for him to be a battlefield weapon.Husband, go worry about these messy things.

Because Song Changjing had to admit that the great Li cavalry could go south smoothly and steadily, and the embroidered tiger played a huge role.

Another faint rainbow light exploded on the ground. A young swordsman was hiding among the mountains. He seemed to have spotted Song Changjing, the "big official"-looking Da Li Barbarian. The sword light was like a white stripe. The line drew an arc and pierced Song Changjing. The flying sword was full of grief and anger as if it was death.

Song Changjing waved his hand, indicating that the monks who had joined the army and were among the Earth Immortals did not need to stop him. Would a six-level sword cultivator’s weak flying sword scratch the itch of a tenth-level pure martial artist?

Song Changjing punched the natal flying sword back to the ground, and it just fell into the ground next to the young sword cultivator. The pale sword cultivator was shaking, but he still tried his best to stand firm. , looking at the man on the bow whose strength was beyond imagination.

The flying boat flew across the sky, and the young swordsman no longer had the strength to draw a sword, so he fell to the ground.

After that, the Mohist flying boat, like a swarm of locusts, deliberately flew past the Zhu Ying Dynasty. Above the top of Nanyue Mountain.

Qianbai Sword Cultivator, who was determined to die, faced the enemy together with the respected Nanyue God.

There were more than ten sword boats in the ferry, and flying swords fell to the ground like rain.

In the sky and on the ground, two sets of flying swords met each other like a curtain of rain. The Sword Boat Flying Sword built by the Mohist family at the cost of countless gods' money was burned together with the sword cultivator's natal flying sword.

Occasionally, the natal flying sword slipped through the net, and was defeated by Da Li native and the Nascent Soul and Earth Immortal monks recruited there. They successively sacrificed their magic weapons and defeated them one by one, over Nanyue.

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It presents a dazzling colorful glaze color, just like the legendary heavenly wonderland.

The golden body of the mountain god, holding a giant sword made of the unique secret skills of the dynasty royal family, struck at the ferry where Song Changjing was, but was crushed by Song Changjing with one punch, and Nanyue was punched with another punch. Zhengshen's golden body was shattered, and Song Changjing finally stood on the roof of Nanyue Temple. Nanyue Zhengshen, who had temporarily lost his golden body, was about to use the accumulation of thousands of years of incense to rebuild his golden body and fight this man again.

Song Changjing said: "That's almost enough. Da Li has no intention of killing you all. All the sword cultivators under the Earth Immortal will go down the mountain and forget the past. Those Earth Immortal cultivators who are willing to surrender can follow me. The king went south together. He was unwilling to surrender, so he stayed on Nanyue Mountain. I can guarantee that even if some people settle accounts, they will not kill indiscriminately. Everyone has the opportunity to lose money and eliminate disasters, and will ensure that you Earthly Immortal Sword Cultivators will succeed. As for the foundation of one's life, as for the external possessions, they are probably used as military expenses for the Great Li."

The top of Nanyue Mountain was silent.

Song Changjing swept away and collapsed most of the Nanyue main hall. He punched an Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator who was trying to unite the other Great Sword Cultivators and resisted the Da Li barbarians to the death with his body and golden elixir. Beat it to pieces, leaving only the Yin Shen and the Yuanying of the original soul whose weather has declined.

If there are monks looking up from the foot of the mountain, they canTo see an immortal mansion near the top of the towering Nanyue Mountains, turned into ruins, with dust rising like a large yellow cloud surrounding the top of the mountain.

Song Changjing returned to the temple on the top of the mountain, nodded towards the Nanyue Zhengshen standing in the square, and indicated the interest of Nanyue Temple. Song Changjing understood it.

Song Changjing stood up from the ground and returned to the ferry.

The deity of the Zhu Ying Dynasty had complicated eyes, and finally bowed to the unrivaled King of the Li clan. Many young swordsmen were shocked to notice it until this moment. , the mountain formation has not been activated.

Since the god himself was afraid of death, feared that the avenue would be cut off, and was also afraid of stubborn resistance, the entire Nanyue Mountains and more than a thousand sword cultivators died tragically. The reason for the ambush was naturally that the sword cultivators from all sides risked their lives generously and spared no effort. There are also many selfish plans to sacrifice one's country with a sword. For example, the reason why he, the righteous god of Nanyue, agreed to climb the mountain with a sword cultivator was because he hoped to give an explanation to both the old owner and the new owner, so that he would not suffer the country's subjugation in the future. On the land, after losing the title of Nanyue, he was reviled countless times and his incense withered. On the contrary, because of today's battle, he could win some praise from the market, save Da Li some trouble, and try his best to eliminate the Queen of the Five Mountains Zhengshen. Preserve the throne of the mountain gods such as Da Litou in the future.

In the time of great chaos in Aquarius Continent, Zhu Ying was clearly in trouble and had to find a way out for himself.

Song Changjing returned to the bow of the ship and put his hand on the railing where the spiritual energy was slowly flowing. The name of the Great Li Year will be changed soon.

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Shu Jian Lake, the Fan family’s residence in Chishui City.

A guest came to visit and submitted a yellow name card, saying that he wanted to see General Guan Yiran.

The concierge did not dare to neglect.

There are now four great Li people garrisoned in the city, with equal rank and authority. Among them, Chishuicheng Guan Yiran gradually improved his status in the past year and became vaguely the leading figure. The other three, He often needs to come to Chishuicheng to discuss matters, but Guan Yiran never needs to leave Chishuicheng. A few traces are enough to explain everything.

Even the rumor that Guan Yiran is actually Su Gaoshan's son-in-law, who has a nose and eyes, has spread.

In addition, the concierge always felt that a young man among the visitors looked familiar, but he was wearing a gray cotton robe and had a thin face, but he could not recognize him.

Soon the concierge led the three of them to see General Guan, whose official office was at Fan's house.

The three guests all carried a large bamboo box on their backs.

Guan Yiran, who had taken off his military monk armor, was a little surprised when he stood under the eaves outside a row of simple official houses.

I waited for a long time for a drink, but it didn’t come. Instead, a guy I didn’t like very much came, Gu Can.

Guan Yiran was naturally not happy about what Gu Can did in Shujian Lake. This was due to his personal temperament and the subtle influence of his family. In this world, there is officialdom everywhere, and Gu Can, who is so accustomed to it, Leng Touqing, who enjoys breaking rules, is able to survive in a chaotic situation.It has to be said that it is a miracle that I am lucky enough to survive to this day. But since he was that person's friend, Guan Yiran wouldn't stay away from him. Friends of friends may not be friends, but Guan Yiran still has to give him this face.

Now in Shujian Lake, where the main force of the Great Li Cavalry has evacuated, the young Guan Yinran is actually a true king of the world who holds the power of life and death for tens of thousands of wild cultivators. , even more worthy of the name than Liu Zhimao of Qingxia Island.

Gu Can, who looked calm, Zeng Ye, who was trembling with fear, and Ma Duyi, who was also worried, visited Guan Yiran together.

Both parties walked forward almost at the same time and stood in the courtyard. Guan Yiran smiled and said: "You are Gu Can, what's the matter?"

Gu Can smiled and took out a pot. Wine, osmanthus wine from Laolongcheng, was handed to Guan Yiran and said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an asked me to bring a pot of wine to General Guan, saying that I owed it to the general."

Guan Yiran did not refuse. , took the pot of wine, and just laughed angrily: "The wine has arrived, but the people have not arrived, what's the matter?"

Guan Yiran then laughed at himself: "Compared to the people arriving, the wine has not arrived. Yeah, it seems better?"

Guan Yiran laughed to herself.

Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi were relieved. It seemed that this young and promising general Da Li had a really good relationship with Mr. Chen.

Guan Yiran suddenly asked: "Gu Can, do you know why Chen Ping'an asked you to deliver the wine?"

Gu Can nodded and said: "I know, I want Guan to The general is a familiar face, even if I can't take care of him, as long as General Guan's men drink, then I can still have less trouble on my return to Qingxia Island."

Guan Yiran said with a smile. "You're not stupid either. Why were you so arrogant and domineering in the past?"

Gu Can said calmly: "I used to be ignorant and always thought everyone was a fool, but now I don't dare anymore.

Guan Yiran nodded and said: "Okay, that's it. From now on, you can come to me to accommodate small matters. If it's a big matter, don't come to this official office to make yourself miserable. I really have an impression of you." "It's just fine."

Gu Can nodded, clasped his fists and said, "Gu Can would like to thank General Guan here in advance. I really need to trouble the general with something small. I dare not say anything else. Now I am in debt and have too much to spend. , but I will still bring a bottle of wine."

Guan Yiran glanced at Gu Can and nodded, "I am busy with business, so I won't entertain you."

Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi turned around and walked out of the Fan family mansion.

Walking on the streets of Chishuicheng, Ma Duyi complained a little, "You are not old, but you have such a big official airs."

Gu Can didn't take it seriously, shook his head and said: "I can see that. The two major events at the end of this year and the middle of next year will inevitably involve dealing with General Guan. If Miss Ma is not willing to come to the official office here, you can go with Zeng Ye. Strolling through the Crying Yuan Street."

Ma Duyi didn't refuse, but she was a little frightened., "There is too much bureaucracy here, especially the two big Li door gods posted on the door of Fan's house. They have evil eyes. I don't want to come here and suffer."

Zeng Ye nodded vigorously, "I I also felt that the look in my eyes was not very friendly, and I couldn’t help it. I am a ghost cultivator, so I was surprised that they didn’t stop me from entering.”

Gu Can took them to rent a boat. For ferries belonging to the official Da Li, whether they are monks or dignitaries enjoying the scenery, they must submit customs certificates and household registration at the ferry and pass the inspection before they can enter or leave Shujian Lake. This is the new rule. However, if you have a Taipingwushi tablet issued by Dali, no matter it is high-grade or low-grade, there is no need to do this. The ferry can also take the initiative to provide a lake-wide ferry free of charge. However, with such a large lake of slips, the Earthly Immortal monk with this honor , there are only a handful of them, Sulin Shimada Lake Lord, Qingxia Island’s first-class enshrined Yu Hui, Orioles Island’s Earth Immortal couple, have not received this treatment so far. This shows that even a piece of Taiping Wuji, which is the lowest grade, is so valuable. valuable.

Recently, two pieces of news spread throughout Shujian Lake and shocked everyone.

One is that it has little to do with Shu Jian Hu Yexiu, but the matter is too big, Emperor Da Li died of illness.

Another one, closely related to tens of thousands of wild cultivators and more than a thousand islands. When this shocking truth came to light, Shujian Lake was awakened. Why was the situation in Shujian Lake in the previous two years so disturbing? Can't figure it out.

It turns out that the largest Xianjia sect in Tongye Continent, Yugui Sect, chose Shujian Lake as the location of the next sect in Aquarius Continent.

So since the beginning of this spring, all the news about Jade Guizong has been like a cloud of goose feathers and heavy snowflakes flying around.

But for Gu Can, these major events have nothing to do with him.

Chen Ping'an entrusted Gu Can with the establishment of the Luotian Dajiao and the water and land monastery.

In addition to transferring all the ledgers to Gu Can, the rules and regulations regarding the two major events were so detailed that Chen Pingan wrote tens of thousands of words and handed them over to Gu Can.

For this reason, Ma Duyi also joked that Mr. Chen was the only one who was not a monk or a Taoist priest.

Chen Pingan and Gu Can discussed the required money and agreed to split it in half.

That’s not a small amount of money. The little belongings that Gu Can's mother moved from the Spring Court Mansion was far from enough.

Gu Can didn’t show up either and said he would first go on credit with Chen Ping’an.

Before Chen Pingan left, he sat down with Gu Can to calculate the accounts carefully. Gu Can will need at least two years in the next two years, including the Luotian Dajiao and the Water and Land Dojo, plus Chen Pingan’s previous With his experience in the Shihao Kingdom and the Plum Glaze Kingdom, Gu Can could only repay half of his debt. After that, Gu Can still needs to continue traveling around and strive to build a mountain island in Shujian Lake suitable for ghost cultivation if there is an opportunity in the future.

The three of them took the ferry slowly to Qingxia Island.

Gu Can stood at the bow of the boat with a bamboo box on his back. The young man who had worked hard to pay off his debts had been carrying the palace of hell for more than a year.

Be able to turn into a ghost after deathThe soul seems to be lucky, but in fact it is a kind of suffering.

Whether ordinary people or practitioners, they must have had deep obsessions during their lifetime and could not let go of the human world. However, life and death are matters of heaven, and heaven and earth have their own rules and punishments. As time goes by, The twenty-four solar terms, the vibration of spring thunder, the yang energy of midsummer, and all kinds of invisible strong winds flowing through the heaven and earth, have no harm to ordinary people, but they are torture to ghosts and ghosts. There are also the morning bells and evening drums of ancient temples and Taoism, the incense of the two civil and military temples and the Chenghuang Pavilion, The door gods posted in the market, the aura of warriors on the battlefield, etc., will all cause varying degrees of harm to ordinary ghosts and ghosts.

Not to mention the Immortal Master of Genealogy who slays demons and accumulates merits, and the wild cultivators of Shanze, especially the evil cultivators of ghost cultivators, are fond of capturing Yin spirits, peeling off, reshaping, and reshaping their souls. There are endless poisonous spells, such as cultivating poisons, secret techniques, and all kinds of disasters. It is true that life is worse than death, and death is worse than life.

Of course Gu Can knew some of these things before Chen Ping'an came to Shujian Lake, but he didn't take them seriously and never bothered to delve into them.

That is no longer the case.

Halfway through the waterway, a Qingxia Island boat came quickly.

Tian Hujun is floating on the small ferry where Gu Can is.

Both Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye thought that Gu Can would not board the large building boat, but Gu Can did not refuse Tian Hujun's invitation, clasped fists with the small ferry boat in thanks, and boarded the huge building boat.

Tian Hujun smiled and said to Yan Yan.

Gu Can smiled and spoke to him.

There seems to be no grudge, they are still the senior sister and junior brother when Qingxia Island was the most beautiful.

Tian Hujun joked that Mr. Chen of ours owes a lot of money. The people in the secret warehouse on Qingxia Island complained endlessly and were imprisoned in the Palace of Hell, as well as the one who helped Mr. Chen issue IOUs to Yu Hui. An imitation glazed pavilion and two ghost cultivating magic weapons are not small sums.

Gu Can smiled and said that such a big matter can be decided by the master when he returns to Qingxia Island.

Tian Hujun suddenly looked embarrassed.

Nowadays in Shujian Lake, almost no wild cultivator believes that Liu Zhimao can still leave the Gongliu Island Water Prison alive.

As long as he could leave, Liu Zhimao would have returned to Qingxia Island long ago, why delay it until now? Now that Su Gaoshan has left, all he has to do is wait for the new sect leader of the Yugui Sect to show up. Everyone believes that Liu Zhimao will die at that time.

Gu Can, who had not worn the dark green python robe for a long time, wrapped his hands around his sleeves, turned to look at Tian Hujun, who had a gloomy expression, and said softly: "Senior sister, in order to reach the top of the road, you have to do something against your will. In fact, it is not a fault, but there are still one or two bottom lines. I became a monk halfway and became Liu Zhimao's close disciple. There were twists and turns, intrigues, and mutual use. Everyone in Shujian Lake could see it, so the relationship between master and disciple , this is not my bottom line, Gu Can, but senior sister, you are the proud disciple brought out by Liu Zhimao. After all the opportunities, Qingxia Island has not treated you too badly. If you doIf you lose your sense of proportion, just imagine that in the Da Li archives, in Guan Yiran's mind, in Shu Jian Hu Yexiu's eyes, and in the future, the opinions of the monks from the lower sect of Yu Gui Sect will not be any better. Since I am already an Earth Immortal monk, do I think I can see further? After all, there are a lot of rules in Shujian Lake nowadays. Our previous practices no longer apply to Shujian Lake. "

Tian Hujun asked softly: "Did Mr. Chen want you to inform me?

Gu Can shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with Chen Ping'an. He only sees what you do more clearly and thoroughly than me. Naturally, he won't tell you this. But after so many years, , I still have some affection for the senior sister, so this can be regarded as my sincere words. Whether to listen or not is up to the senior sister herself. If you are poor, don't share the wine table, and if you treat others lightly, don't persuade others. I understand the truth, but I feel that even if you are annoying, you still have to talk to the senior sister. "

Tian Hujun sighed, "There is no turning back. ”

Gu Can smiled, it was just the same Gu Can as before.

It’s a pity that senior sister Tian Hujun didn’t meet her Chen Pingan.

As soon as Gu Can thought of this, he began to look into the distance. He felt that the sky was vast, and even though the future was bleak, there was no need to be too afraid.

The depression in his heart eased a little. Gu Can withdrew his gaze and said, "Senior Sister, Don't worry, for the remaining territory and heritage of Qingxia Island, you fellow seniors and brothers, as well as the vassal worshipers, no matter how much you fight for it, I can't fight for anything, and I don't want to fight for anything. With my little ability, I won't be able to gain any advantage by fighting with you, so I might as well be good and withdraw voluntarily, and maybe I can still get a drink with you in the future. Furthermore, I can’t stay on Qingxia Island for more than a few days throughout the year. Instead of being wary of me, Senior Sister, it’s better to explore all the ways. ”

Tian Hujun revealed his thoughts to Gu Can, and his expression became more and more unnatural. However, with Gu Can’s words that he was willing to have a “heart-to-heart” relationship with her, the senior sister, it was better than her being suspicious all the time. Try to figure it out.

It’s not that Mr. Tian Hu believed all Gu Can’s “heartfelt words”, but that Gu Can now actually needs to go to the Fan family in Chishui City to find the amulet and climb up before entering Shujian Lake. After the boat, he had to use the words "Liu Zhimao may leave Gongliu Island safely" to find a way out for himself, which no one believed. Only then did Tian Hujun feel a little more at ease. He had lost the loach and Chen Ping'an was not by his side. Gu Can is really in trouble!

When the boat docked at Qingxia Island, Gu Can didn’t say that he was going to Chun Ting Mansion, but said that he could live in the house at Shanmenkou with his friend Zeng. Ye became a neighbor.

In the end, Ma Duyi took Chen Ping'an's room to herself and drove Gu Can to Zeng Ye's side.

After getting along day and night, Gu Can didn't hate Ma Duyi, who was sharp-tongued and heart-warming. After being with him for a long time, he felt good about her.

Chen Ping'an may have felt that all his life's teachings were finished in Shujian Lake.

And Gu Can feltI feel that in my life, I have listened to all the flattering words of others during those years in Shujian Lake.

After that, Gu Can went to see the ruins of Hengbo Mansion and stopped for a while outside Chun Ting Mansion.

It was a bright spring day, and Gu Can and Zeng Ye Ma Duyi were sitting side by side on a small bamboo chair to bask in the sun.

A tall woman in palace clothes disembarked from the boat and came slowly.

Liu Chongrun of Zhuchai Island.

Gu Can only knew that Chen Ping'an felt a little guilty towards the island owner, saying that he owed her some fairy money, so he returned to Shujian Lake this time. Even if Liu Chongrun didn't come to Qingxia Island, Gu Can would go Zhuchai Island, talk to Liu Chongrun about something, lest the charming Liu Island owner mistakenly think that Chen Pingan ran away due to debt. Today's Liu Chongrun is amazing. The strangest thing is that even though Liu Chongrun showed his true cultivation as a Golden Elixir Earth Immortal, he was able to fight his way out and get an entry-level product under the jealousy of the island owners. Zhi's Dali Taiping Wanshi card still aroused many speculations, such as whether Su Gaoshan was attracted by Liu Chongrun's beauty? Or is it Guan Yiran, that high-ranking young man, who is just like a beautiful woman? After all, Liu Chongrun was the eldest princess who haunted the soul of Zhu Ying's royal family Sword Immortal.

Of course Gu Can knew well that there were no such messy and beautiful things, because Chen Ping'an had leaked some secrets. Liu Chongrun, as a subjugated princess of a great dynasty, used a place that had not yet been excavated by the Zhu Ying Dynasty. The Secret Treasure of the Water Palace was revealed, and in exchange for the protection of the Nothing Plate, not only was he able to save all the property on Zhuchai Island, but he also rose to the top of the world and became one of the monks worshiped by Da Li.

As for whether Chen Pingan had any matchmaking here, he did not say.

Liu Chongrun saw Gu Can who stood up to greet him and asked with a smile: "When will Mr. Chen return to Shujian Lake?"

Gu Can shook his head and said: "I don't know yet, but it may be possible in the near future. Not very sexy."

Liu Chongrun looked normal, nodded, and was about to leave like this.

Gu Can stood up, followed Island Master Liu, and chatted with her about what Chen Pingan had said.

Liu Chongrun was noncommittal and had no idea, so he just left.

Gu Can returned to the small bamboo chair.

As a result, a ghost cultivator from Zhu Xian Mansion appeared on the other side of the ferry.

Liu Chongrun hesitated for a moment, then stopped and sighed, "Ma Yuanzhi, is it interesting to have been entangled for so many years? If you have this intention, why don't you practice hard and strive to become an earthly immortal as soon as possible? "

The ghost cultivator who deliberately put on a simple and elegant green shirt grinned and said: "Your Highness, you know that Chen Ping'an is not on Qingxia Island, yet you still want to go on this trip. I know it well."

Liu Chongrun was a little annoyed and said, "Get out of the way."

Ma Yuanzhi did not dare to block the road, so he obediently gave way and allowed Liu Chongrun to go straight to the Zhuchai Island ferry.

I just couldn't control my dog ​​eyes and took a few sneaky glances at the back of Her Royal Highness the Princess. She was really good at raising children.

Liu Chongrun stopped and turned around.

I noticed Ma Yuanzhi’s disgusting gaze.

She said sternly: "Are you looking for death?!"

Ma Yuanzhi swallowed and said aggrievedly: "Isn't this because I am worried about Her Royal Highness, after this incident, whether She is haggard and thin, and now I feel relieved."

Ma Yuanzhi took this opportunity and glanced at her chest again. The undulating hills were so beautiful.

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Liu Chongrun said angrily: "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit!"

Ma Yuanzhi said resentfully: "I don't allow Her Royal Highness the Princess to abuse herself like this. Your Highness is just going to kill me." I have no complaints if you step on me, but I don’t agree to what Your Highness says about yourself. In my heart, Her Royal Highness will always be the most charming and flawless woman in the world..."

Liu Chongruncai. Shocked by his faux pas, he became furious and flicked out his sleeve, swatting the ghost cultivator out of the ferry.

After Ma Yuanzhi stabilized his body and mind, he had mixed feelings, tears filled his eyes, and wiped his face. He felt that after so many years of suffering and suffering, he finally had some compensation, and murmured: : "Your Highness, the eldest princess, a woman is thin-skinned. She is embarrassed to directly say those love words about me and me. It doesn't matter. I still understand whether beating or scolding is love."

After Liu Chongrun uploaded it, he used magic to control it. Ferry, leaving quickly.

I’m really annoyed by that idiot.

Ma Yuanzhi nodded, with a bright smile and an increasingly sinister look on his face, "Your Highness, the eldest princess, is so shy, which is a rare thing that doesn't happen in a hundred years. It seems that she really plans to open her heart to me. There is a chance, absolutely. There's a show! Chen Ping'an, just wait for the wedding! What a good brother! If you hadn't told me to think more about the meaning of their words when dealing with women, how could I have imagined the good intentions of Her Royal Highness? ? If you want me to become a Golden Core Immortal as soon as possible, isn't it a hint that I, a great man, should not lag too far behind her? Aren't you worried that I already have a grudge against His Highness? If Your Highness is not affectionate towards me? Why would you bother talking so much? Chen Ping'an, Mr. Chen, Brother Chen! You are really my great benefactor!"

After the ghost cultivator left happily.

Zeng Ye was a little unsure about the relationship between the ghost cultivator and the owner of Zhuchai Island, so he asked in a low voice: "Did this senior ghost cultivator misunderstand something?"

Ma Duyi Smoking melon seeds, he said decisively: "If I were that Island Master Liu, I would slap him to death, so as not to wipe out those dog eyes when I meet him face to face."

Gu Can asked with a smile: "Do you think Island Master Liu will like Chen Ping'an?"

Zeng Ye thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's unlikely. She is so much older than our Mr. Chen, and she is not We often interact with Island Master Liu, but he is a Jindan monk with a firm Taoist heart. Even if Mr. Chen is very good, I don’t think he is.” Ma Duyi sneered: “It’s not surprising that Liu Chongrun likes Mr. Chen. , but weMr. Chen will not like an old woman. ”

Gu Can, who was sitting on the small bamboo chair in the middle, laughed.

Ma Duyi threw a handful of melon seeds, but Gu Can dodged and hit Zeng Ye on the head. , and that’s not all, Zeng Ye still had to bend down to pick it up. After all, after following Mr. Chen for so long, it was difficult not to be obsessed with money and stingy.

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Gongliu Island.

In the water prison.

A prisoner in plain white linen sits cross-legged in a rather spacious prison.

The old monk's name is Zhou Fenglu, and he is the person who is in charge of selecting the site for the next sect of Yu Gui Sect. As for whether he is pitiful for the pawns, the key depends on who will be the leader of the next sect, whether he is the one who has worked hard and achieved great results, or the one who already holds the cloud cave. The bastard Jiang Shangzhen of Blessed Land

The reason why Zhou Fenglu did not directly kill Liu Zhimao was because he wanted to gain more credit so that the small group of powerful people in Yu Guizong could secretly support his rise. The old guy is more able to convince the die-hards in the Ancestor Hall who are leaning toward Jiang Shangzhen. Of course, the Yugui Sect is not monolithic. Many old people have been dissatisfied with Jiang Shangzhen, the junior who has been so popular for thousands of years.

This is Zhou Fenglu's opportunity.

Once he becomes the first sect leader of the next sect, he will be the first-class feudal official of the Yu Gui Sect and can directly occupy a place and seat in the Yu Gui Sect's main ancestor hall. They will all be very close to the front, maybe sitting next to Jiang Shangzhen. I believe that many old guys in the Jade Gui Sect who don't want Jiang Shangzhen's family to dominate will be happy to see this happen. It can not only severely suppress Jiang's arrogance, but also disgust Jiang Shangzhen. < /p>

Zhou Fenglu looked displeased, "Liu Zhimao, this is the third time I've come to see you. It only takes three seconds, do you understand? ”

Liu Zhimao looked at him sideways, “We wild cultivators who you Genealogy Immortal Masters look down upon are used to wild dogs digging for food, so we cannot be domestic dogs.”

Zhou Fenglu sneered: "If you take the initiative to contact Tan Yuanyi and seek refuge with the Song family in Dali, is it different from being a watchdog?"

Liu Zhimao chuckled and said: "Working for Da Li is like free-range farming, which is better than keeping countless people in captivity. Besides, what I can't stand the most in this life is your arrogant genealogy master." . "

Zhou Fenglu's face was gloomy, "Liu Zhimao, do you really think I dare not kill you? A Nascent Soul Earth Immortal, in such a corner of your Aquarius Continent, is a big deal, but in our Tongye Continent, it is really nothing. The demise of monks in the upper five realms is not uncommon. every hundred yearsAmong them, not only a few Nascent Souls died, but Tong Yezhou felt embarrassed to say hello to the great monks from other continents. You are in Aquarius Island, okay? "

Liu Zhimao laughed loudly, "Scaring me? "

Zhou Fenglu shook his head, "I'm really not trying to scare you. A person's patience is limited. ”

Liu Zhimao twitched the corner of his mouth, “Don’t you know, we wild dogs have been frightened again and again throughout our lives of practicing Buddhism. If we are frightened too much, we will either be scared out of our wits or be scared out of our wits.” Just like me, if a ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night, I have to ask if he is coming to do business with me. What, you are already the sect leader of the Yugui Sect, can you decide my life or death with just one word? To take a step back, even if you become the sect leader, shouldn't you think more carefully about how to make the best use of a Nascent Soul cultivator? What if one day I suddenly become enlightened and agree to be your offering? Aren’t you at a big loss? You are detaining me. How many immortal coins will it cost to build a formation? Don’t you even understand this account? How can you be the leader? "

Liu Zhimao's acupoints all over his body were entangled and restrained by water veins, especially the key acupoints that warmed and nourished his natal things, and were blocked by the water veins of Gongliu Island. He yawned, " Do you really think you, a bunch of outsiders, can do whatever you want in Aquarius Continent? Because of your patience, I feel that your position as the sect leader is not stable, and it is worse than me, the monarch of the world. Before the chair is warm, I have to get up quickly and give up my seat obediently. I really don’t believe that fat water does not flow into outsiders’ fields. Jade Guizong is willing to hand over such a huge piece of fat to an outsider. "

Liu Zhimao actually began to teach the old monk in front of him a lesson with astonishing combat power and a valuable treasure in hand, "I'm not saying that you are Immortal Masters of Genealogy, but you are just saying that you have a tough mind. It may not be as good as our wild cultivators. Isn’t it just relying on those superior Taoist teachings and sect inheritance that we can walk smoothly on the road? Give those Taoist techniques to us, even if we all start as Earth Immortals, both parties spend the same amount of time, and Ye Xiu is guaranteed to beat the shit out of you. Don’t believe it? Then give it a try? Anyway, you have betrayed the Tongye Sect. The broken and broken rules of the Ancestral Master Hall are nothing. Why not teach me the Tongye Sect's immortal method that can directly reach the upper five realms? But do you dare? "

Liu Zhimao in the cage laughs unbridled.

Talks and laughs happily.

He shows his heroic spirit, but of course there are also some rogues.

Liu Zhimao hurriedly said: “Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious, even if you become the leader of the next sect, we can still chat. We Shanze Yexiu have nothing to do with our character. We like to adapt to the wind.” . ”

Zhou Fenglu remained silent and left the water prison.

This Shu Jianhu Nascent Soul Wild Cultivator was really a piece of dog meat that could not be eaten, killed or eaten. Zhou Fenglu made up his mind that as long as he became The head of the lower sect killed Liu Zhimao that day without talking to the wild cultivator

After returning to his residence at Zhou Fenglu.

The real owner of Gongliu Island, Liu Laocheng, walked into the bottom floor of the water prison. Along the way, the monks of the Yugui Sect pretended not to see him, neither saying hello nor stopping him.

Shu Jian Lake has three basic water veins with strong water transport. The remaining water veins are numerous but slender, fragmented and messy, and are divided up by the remaining thousands of island forces.

One of them is exclusively owned by Gongyanagi Island, the water prison formation, which is used as the basis.

This is also the key to being able to easily suppress Liu Zhimao.

Qingxia Island also stole most of the water veins. Hengbo Mansion was the center of the formation. Unfortunately, it was destroyed and the water transport was dispersed. In vain, it benefited the group of earthly immortal monks from the vassal islands, such as Tian Hujun and Yu. juniper.

The three large islands of Qingzhong, Tianmu and Lisu all share the last fundamental water vein of Shujian Lake.

After Liu Laocheng arrived at the bottom of the water prison, he immediately isolated a small world.

Liu Zhimao raised his head and frowned.

He is not very afraid of Zhou Fenglu, but he is still very afraid of Liu Laocheng, a senior from Shujian Lake.

Because Ye Xiu is always the most familiar with Ye Xiu.

On the contrary, Immortal Master Genealogy was confused for a while.

Liu Laocheng took out a scroll, shook it gently, and spread it out. From the scroll, a smiling man walked out.

He walked to the prison, put his hands behind his back, bent down and looked at Liu Zhimao with squinted eyes, and asked: "I heard that you and Chen Ping'an are both enemies and friends. It's unclear. Let's not talk about him. , but according to Liu Laocheng, you both recognize the other person as your half-confidant?"

This time it was Liu Zhimao's turn to be confused and did not answer the question, "You are...Jade Guizong Jiang Shangzhen? ?”

The man said with a smile: “You answer my question first, and then I’ll see if I want to answer yours. It’s a first-come, first-served basis. There are still rules.”

That's it. The man clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Based on this, Xiao Liu, and Old Liu behind me, the three of us are friends on a grasshopper from now on!"

Liu Zhimao looked at Liu Laocheng again. The latter's expression and state of mind were both calm, and he did not give Liu Zhimao the slightest reminder.

The man smiled and said: "You guessed it right, I am that Jiang Shangzhen, the belated leader of the Yugui Sect."

The man suddenly wiped his face , miserable and miserable, like a woman complaining: "I feel miserable because that shameless Zhou Fenglu almost ruined my good deeds. If Li Furui hadn't been smart enough, I would have killed that Zhou Fenglu even if I risked my life, and then I would have carried the old thief's head. Go bow down and apologize to others! When I think of this, I want to run over and kowtow to Li Furui a few times, so why not accept her as my godmother?

Jiang Shangzhen gently beat his heart, with a sad look on his face, and cursed loudly: "I, Jiang Shangzhen, did not come to Shujian Lake to wipe my butt. The top priority is to reconnect with Chen Ping'an. Now Well, what a joke, Zhou Fenglu, an old guy who has failed to achieve anything but failed, it is not a pity to die. Didn’t I just set up a few banquets at the Tongye Sect, but now we are all my own, and I am still so deceitful. I have sinister intentions, damn it, damn it..."

Liu Zhimao was dumbfounded.

Liu Laocheng's eyelids also trembled slightly, obviously he had learned from Jiang Shangzhen, and it was better than giving the sky Liu Zhimao, who was struck by lightning, was slightly better.

Jiang Shangzhen suddenly restrained his words and smile, remained silent for a moment, and asked softly: "Liu Zhimao, let me ask you a question on behalf of Zhou Fenglu, are you willing to take the responsibility? Consecration to the lower sect of Yugui Sect? ”

Liu Zhimao was hesitant.

In an instant, he saw Liu Laocheng gently nodding to him.

Liu Zhimao took a deep breath and nodded gently. "Can. "

Then he found a green willow leaf, hovering just between his eyebrows.

Jiang Shangzhen snapped his fingers and said with a playful smile: "Those who know the current affairs are the ones who know the current affairs. Junjie, Liu Zhimao, from now on, you will be the third seat enshrined in my sect, Liu Laocheng, Zhou Fenglu, Liu Zhimao. But I hope that after you reach the upper five realms, you can help me kill that Zhou Fenglu, no matter what method you use. I can promise you now that the next sect can lend you the mountain-holding treasure of the Jade Gui Sect that Zhou Fenglu holds for a hundred years. As long as you have enough credit in the future, it will not be difficult to borrow it for another hundred years. But if you fail to kill but are killed instead, no wonder I don't help you collect the body. "

Liu Zhimao asked: "What about entering the upper five realms? "

Jiang Shangzhen stretched out a thumb and pointed at himself, "What do I have? Just have money. After you get to know me well, you will definitely be able to help but pity me. It’s really annoying to be too rich. ”

Jiang Shangzhen lamented, “Not to mention your extremely poor wild cultivators from Aquarius Continent, even our genealogy masters from the five realms on Tongye Continent don’t know that I am as rich as I am. Trouble, very annoying. "

Liu Zhimao looked at Liu Laocheng again. Are you really not panicking about cooperating with such a person? Is it really safer to not take a boat with Zhou Fenglu?

Liu Laocheng's face No expression.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m incomprehensible or because I’m scolding my mother in my heart.

The need to know money is really the most heartbreaking thing in the world.

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It’s late spring.

The night is deep, in a secluded place in Shujian Lake., everything is silent.

There was an old man standing by the lake. With a wave of his sleeve, he took out twenty-four bamboo slips. The words on the bamboo slips shone with golden light, and their brilliance was like the immortal moral articles of Confucian sages, which can be compared with the sun. The moon shines brightly.

The bamboo slips fell into the Shu slip lake.

Twenty-four bamboo slips, twenty-four solar terms.

In the entire lake of letters, only three people felt the emotion, and they all felt palpitations.

Jiang Shangzhen, Liu Laocheng, Zhou Fenglu.

But even if the three of them flew into the air almost at the same time and looked around, they still couldn't detect any clues.

But in fact, the old master was right under their noses, but even the three monks of the upper fifth realm could not see him.

On the other hand, prisoner Liu Zhimao, who had not yet left Gongliu Island, remembered something for no reason.

Bamboo Slips Lake was originally an ordinary place with weak aura. A Confucian saint once traveled here from the Middle Earth and attained enlightenment. It resonated with heaven and earth and had a myriad of phenomena. Hence the name of the lake, Bamboo Slips, which is full of aura. , benefiting future generations.

The old master stood by the lake and smiled: "Everyone in the world thinks this place is just a cesspit, but some people say that you are heroes of heaven and earth, and you are still awe-inspiring for thousands of years. So, what do you think?"

The old master smiled and said: "I, old master, don't ask you to be grateful to that little master. I don't need it. Scholars do things like this, not business. So I just want you to sacrifice your life for righteousness." "If you die again in the future, join me and don't let down this world where there is still salvation."

The old master spread out his hand, leaving four bamboo slips on it, and said with a smile: "Of course. The young man also said that he is not a scholar for the time being, he is just a bookkeeper, so we can discuss what to do next. "

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A treasure. Xianjia Ferry in the middle of Pingzhou.

At the beginning of summer this year, a young man in a green shirt led his horse to a stop.

At the age of seventeen, I went to Shujian Lake and spent New Year’s Eve alone in the house at the entrance of Qingxia Island Mountain.

On New Year's Eve of the next year, I had a night chat around the fire with Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi at an inn in Shihao Country.

Another year, on the way to meet Zeng Ye Ma Duyi, on the horseback, leisurely and bumpy, I spent New Year's Eve alone.

The next year, I went to the mountains south of Shujian Lake. On the way back, I, Gu Can, Zeng Ye, and Ma Duyi finally had a meal that could fill a dining table. New Year's Eve dinner.

This year, at this moment, after leading the horse onto the ferry together, Chen Ping'an touched the jade hairpin on his bun. Unknowingly, he had already reached what Confucianism calls his prime.

Then on the fifth day of May, Chen Pingan originally planned to ask for a table of sumptuous dishes from the Xianjia ferry, but he regretted it and took out the dry food and wine, standing on the window sill. Looking at the cloudsHai is celebrating his birthday, and even the crowning ceremony has been dealt with. After all, there is only one person in the family, and there are no elders or ancestral temples, so there is no need to pay attention to so many red tapes.

After swallowing the last mouthful of dry food and wine, Chen Ping'an just burped and had already put away his sword. He felt that the sword behind him suddenly sank, as if it weighed several kilograms. The object instantly weighed hundreds of kilograms, causing Chen Ping'an to stumble backward and fall to the ground with his sword.

Just a moment later, the sword fairy in the sheath was still lifeless and motionless. Chen Pingan tried to sit up, but nothing happened.

Chen Pingan was a little puzzled, fearing that there was some plot or mystery. He sat at the table, pulled out the sword fairy sword, and looked at it for a long time, but there was nothing strange.

Chen Pingan thought that the sword fairy was causing trouble. After all, in the past six months, it had often been very naughty. For example, one time he learned from the sword fairy and went to the sea of ​​clouds to admire it. At sunset, it actually ran away on its own, causing Chen Ping'an to fall straight into the sea of ​​clouds. If it hadn't been for the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, he would have suffered a lot, just with a handful of semi-immortal soldiers, how could he be reasonable? After that, Chen Pingan didn't dare to go to the sea of ​​clouds to see the scenery.

At this moment, the Sword Immortal Sword was unsheathed from behind Chen Pingan, so much so that the entire Xianjia ferry shook, and it hovered a foot above the floor.

It seemed that Chen Pingan was actively invited to step on it.

Chen Ping'an squatted down and discussed, "Don't do evil?"

The Sword Immortal remained unmoved.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then bargained: "If you leave me halfway, I may not be able to catch the ferry. Will you pay me the fairy money?"

Sword Immortal The scabbard returned to Chen Pingan's back with a swish.

Don’t talk to Chen Pingan anymore.

Chen Pingan rubbed his chin, and when he thought of how he had defrauded an old gentleman of nearly thirty bamboo slips at the top of the mountain, he nodded and said, "I almost got myself into trouble again! I didn't mess around in vain!"

(End of this chapter)