Zhu Quan was silent for a long time, and then he joked: "Aren't you still one level away? Do you really think you are a martial artist in the Wind Control Realm?"
Chen Pingan, without the sword fairy at his feet Stomping his feet lightly, the sea of clouds condensed into substance, just like a white jade slab. The immortal magic was indeed mysterious. He smiled and said, "Thank you."
Zhu Quan smiled and said, "After I said it, I felt very happy in my heart. "Is it better?"
Chen Ping'an hugged the back of his head and said, "Much better."
Zhu Quan shook his head and said, "You can't really answer the question by saying a few words and exhaling a few breaths." , if you continue like this, you will crush yourself. A person's spirit is not the intention of the fist, it is not tempering until it is a grain of mustard seed, and then swinging a punch can cause the earth to fall apart. The long-lasting spirit will inevitably But there are some things that I, an outsider, say, even if I say something that I think are good things, actually it would be a pain to stand up and say it. Just like this time when I was chasing Gao Cheng, if it were me, Zhu Quan, I would talk to you. With ordinary cultivation, he would have died dozens of times."
Chen Ping'an said sincerely: "That's why I admire Sect Master Zhu for his hard work and smooth journey."
There are not many cultivators standing on the top of the mountain who are willing to say to themselves that I was wrong and I owe you a huge favor even though they have tried their best to do their best.
Zhu Quan took out a hand and waved it, "Quit the flattery, I don't have many sets of pictures of goddesses here to give you."
Chen Ping'an said with a smile. : "I'll lie down for a while. Master Zhu, don't think I'm being disrespectful."
Zhu Quan stretched out his hand, "There is no Zhu Quan in the world who can't be settled with a pot of wine."
Just as Chen Ping'an was about to get some wine from the things nearby, Zhu Quan glared and said, "It must be good wine! Don't fool me with market rice wine. I, Zhu Quan, grew up in the mountains since I was a child. I can't pretend to be a common citizen. In this life, I will be like a ghost at the door of my house." The bones of the valley are worn out, and there is no nostalgia!"
Chen Ping'an is a little embarrassed. There are not many Xianjia wines in the immediate vicinity, but Zhu Quan's style and style of asking for wine, it's really I couldn't bear her reaching out several times.
You still have to get the wine. Not only that, Chen Pingan directly took three pots of fairy wine with different roots, including Osmanthus wine from Laolongcheng, Shuijing fairy wine from Fengweidu, and Shujian Lake wine. The Ziliu sweat was poured out one by one, and as expected, Zhu Quan collected the two pots first and put them in Qiankun's sleeves, a little embarrassed, "It's a bit too much, what a shame."
Chen Ping'an lay down In the sea of clouds that look like jade slabs, just like when I was lying on the green bamboo corridor of Cuidong Mountain in Cliff Academy, it is not my hometown, but it still feels like my hometown.
I was indeed a little tired after leaving the Skeleton Beach.
Zhu Quan sat next to him, gently placing the little girl in black next to him, gently flicking his sleeves, letting the strong wind in the sky meet the pillar like water, and bypassing the little girl. She still slept soundly and without any worries. Only then can you be worry-free.
Zhu Quan drank wine and said sadly: "If according to what you said before, if Gao Cheng knew that he was going to die and wanted to perish together, he would not hesitate to drag Jingguan City and Guixigu to be buried together. ClothesNot only would the mountains have to be smashed, but the Skeleton Beach would also be almost destroyed. The water transport of the Swaying River would inevitably be implicated. In addition, the sinister aura of the Ghost Valley would spread all the way upstream. Tens of millions of people in those countries would die. It was indeed a ‘beat him to pieces’. ”
Chen Ping’an said: “It’s not just in case, it’s ten thousand.” "
Zhu Quan sighed: "Yes. "
Chen Pingan said slowly: "Does Master Zhu know the daily flow of people in Mural City, the people in Naiheguan Market, and the number of sects in Skeleton Beach? Do you know the population of several countries on the upper reaches of the Swinging River? "
Zhu Quan was stunned for a moment, "I know what these are doing, but I really can't care about it. I have to crawl like a turtle to practice, and I have to work hard to be the leader of the sect. It's very tiring. "
Chen Pingan said: "When I passed by the Skeleton Beach, I saw it, counted it, inquired about it, and read it in the book. So I know. "
Zhu Quan said helplessly: "Chen Ping'an, I'm not talking about you. What are you thinking about all day long?
Chen Pingan put his hands under the back of his head, "After leaving Muyi Mountain, I thought everyone was Gao Cheng. After arriving at Suijia City Ghost House, I thought everyone was Chen Pingan." So I'm also very tired.
Zhu Quan asked doubtfully: "Then why did you come to Beiju Luzhou? This is a place that likes to fight life and death. If you are so afraid of death, you can't come back at a higher level." Moreover, you still have too few means of escaping. You are still a pure martial artist, so at most you can rely on a semi-immortal weapon and a square-inch talisman to instantly open a distance. But let’s not talk about those of us in the upper five realms and earthly immortals practicing qi. Scholar, who is not a kid who can run thousands of miles in one breath? Once you are unable to get close enough to quickly determine the outcome, you will be consumed to death. "
Zhu Quan slapped his head, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything. A freak. ”
Wearing a robe, he wears two of them at once, hanging a sword gourd, hiding flying swords that are not his natural things, and there are two of them.
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You can pretend to be a monk in the fifth realm, you can also pretend to be a swordsman, or you can pretend to be a martial artist in the fourth and fifth realms when you have nothing to do. He beat the old master to death with a punch, plus a few square-inch talismans and a few swords. The ordinary golden elixir really couldn't withstand the three axes of Chen Ping'an. In addition, this kid was really able to withstand beatings. Zhu Quan's hands were a little itchy on the ferry. A martial artist in the Golden Body Realm of the Daguan Dynasty, how come Chen Pingan is like a little girl tickling him?
Chen Pingan suddenly said: "I haven't actually reached the Golden Body Realm yet, although I am accompanying him?" In the sea of clouds and tribulations in the city, I suffered heavy losses, and almost all my good talismans were used up. However, I benefited greatly from tempering my body, and the effect was even better than that of the bamboo house in my hometown. After all, I was punched by someone at home, and I still knew that the opponent was inevitable. It won't really beat me to death, it will just hurt a little bit, it won't be like being trapped in the sea of heavenly calamity clouds, and I will really die. But even so, there are still two things missing from breaking the bottleneck of the Golden Body Realm. One is that I have not yet formed the courage to be a hero, and the other is that learning boxing is complicated and I can’t chew off more than I can chew, which inevitably leads to boxing.Fighting, so it has never been able to achieve the meaning of the spring thunder exploding or the punching to open the mountain. "
Zhu Quan asked curiously: "Are you still a Sixth Realm martial artist? ! "
Chen Ping'an nodded.
Zhu Quan laughed angrily and said: "Then why don't all our Seventh Realm martial artists in Beiju Luzhou die? "
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "You can't say that, otherwise except for Cao Ci, all the pure warriors under the mountain top realm in the world will die.
Zhu Quan took a sip of wine and said, "Cao Ci has even heard of people like me. How come you can recognize him?" "
Chen Ping'an hummed and sat up, "On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I lost three fights with him in a row. "
Zhu Quan's eyes widened.
This time it was Chen Pingan's turn to feel a little embarrassed, "It's a bit embarrassing.
Chen Pingan soon had firm eyes and a smile on his face. The cloud breeze was blowing on his face and the breeze was left on his sleeves. "It doesn't matter. On the road to martial arts, as long as I don't let Cao Ci pull the distance between the two realms. Within one realm, there is hope to win it back in this life! ”
Zhu Quan knew that he had misunderstood him. How many young warriors in the world could let Cao Ci accompany him to fight three games in a row? Just like the people who play chess in the world, who would the Lord of Baidi City be willing to fight with? What next? It's just Cui Han who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. Of course, the more powerful one is the scholar Qi Jingchun who can make the lord of Baidi City take the initiative to leave the city and invite him to talk. There are indeed few people in the literary saint lineage. They are all powerful. When Qi Jingchun withstood the shocking disaster, because the Skeleton Beach was located in the southernmost part of Beiju Luzhou, and Dali was the northernmost part of Aquarius Island, Zhu Quan saw some clues on Muyi Mountain at that time. . Besides, that swordsman who practiced swords very late, had extremely long sword energy, and destroyed countless people. It is said that he visited the overseas world of immortals and was far away from the human world... Around that time, there were four swordsmen in the overseas area near Beiju Luzhou territory. Immortal, but after the three people behind asked about the sword, everyone was silent. Only the Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal who rushed to intercept first, as one of the Jade Pu Realm sword cultivators with the most outstanding lethality in the continent, after returning, he directly He spread the word to the entire Beiju Luzhou, shouting, "Don't go to Yupu Realm, let the immortals start!" ”
In fact, there are many stories about the disciples of the Wen Sheng line. Compared with the Kia Sheng line, which is full of talents and magnificent, the Wen Sheng line that has almost stopped being incense has fewer disciples. , but there are many stories. And Beiju Luzhou is probably the continent that has the most favorable impression of the Wen Sheng lineage.
The reason is simple, Zhu Quan especially admires that person. , that violent temper, tsk tsk tsk, he is even better than Beiju Luzhou, he is a hero, I heard he looks upright, he looks quite gentle... But that is a swordsman who can fight and beat Beiju Luzhou. They all felt that it was a pity that such a person was not born in Juluzhou and was so withdrawn and did not like the world. Otherwise, he could practice swordsmanship every day.
Zhu Quan chuckled and wiped his mouth. It would be great if we could meet her.
As for the kid next to me, she misunderstood her and thought she was making fun of him.It would be shameful to lose three games, so let him be.
Wait a moment!
Zhu Quan turned his head stiffly and said fiercely: "Chen Ping'an, who do you think is your senior brother?! Which Mr. Qi is Mr. Qi?!"
Fucking one At first she was a little intimidated by this guy's aura. A tenth realm martial artist owed money to someone, and his student disciple was Yuanying or something. There was also a messy half-master, and he was still the tenth realm peak martial artist. Her mind was already spinning. However, after a while, I was still worried that this kid's state of mind would be shattered on the spot. Now he finally came to his senses. Zhu Quan asked angrily: "Why is it that you are your senior brother?!"
The scholar in white blinked his eyes, "What are you talking about, Master Zhu? Are you talking drunkenly while drinking?"
Zhu Quan stood up, with a smile on his face, sat down next to Chen Pingan, and whispered: "Let's discuss it. Let your senior brother, um, the one who uses the sword, come to my Muyi Mountain as a guest? Just say that someone wants to treat him to a drink. If he doesn't want to come ashore to my Muyi Mountain, it doesn't matter. I can go to the sea. Find him. You, Chen Pingan, can help you make a match and arrange a place. Then I will ask Pang Shanling to accompany you. I will stand next to him and let Mr. Pang write a picture for us. Oops, I am so embarrassed. "
Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead. If you're sorry, don't say it.
Zhu Quan was angry, "Don't pretend to be stupid with me! Just one sentence, is it still good?!"
Chen Ping'an rubbed his cheeks with both hands. It really gave him a headache, not to mention this This kind of thing was not a joke, so he told the truth: "He doesn't think he is qualified to be his junior brother. He said this in front of me. That's why I said before that I would ask for it, but I may not be able to ask for it." Come on."
Zhu Quan slapped him away, and Chen Ping'an leaned back. He waited until the arm passed over his head before he straightened up.
Zhu Quan retracted his hand angrily and said with a smile: "Is it possible for me to return your wine to you?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's really not possible."
Zhu Quan slapped his knee and said, "Momojiji, no wonder I refuse to recognize you as my little junior brother."
But until this moment, Zhu Quan did understand.
Why do the young people around me say that to the great disciple of the temple master?
If you come to Beiju Luzhou, you really won’t be able to look at the Taoist Priest Xiao Xuan Du Guan Yuanying, not even half a glance.
It’s not just a matter of great disparity in realm. It’s hard to say for other Middle-earth Sword Immortals. I can only say that for you and me, if you are not in the Ascension Realm, I will look at you, and if you are not an ordinary person, I won’t look at you.
This is also the key reason why Beiju Luzhou Sword Cultivator particularly admires Zuo Zuo.
It’s still the nature of the mind.
Zhu Quan glanced at the sky and said angrily: "No, I have to leave. I said before that we were talking about some personal matters. I didn't expect to stay for so long. It's late and I'm the only two sanctimonious ones. My uncle and uncle, I don’t know what kind of virtues I have. I wish that as long as a blind man is willing to marry me, they will applaud and maybe even shed some tears.Then he worshiped that man as a Bodhisattva. That's it. The two old guys turned around and looked at me. They must have thought that I was messing with you in the sea of clouds. Damn it, my reputation will be ruined in one day. This old cow eats tender food. The reputation of grass will definitely spread throughout Muyi Mountain. "
Then before Zhu Quan felt that he was wronged, he saw that the young man was even more panicked than himself. He quickly stood up, took two steps back, and said seriously: "I beg you, Sect Master Zhu, for sure, ten million, We must, must cut off the signs of these rumors! Otherwise I will never go to Muyi Mountain in my life! ”
Zhu Quan was surprised. This kid is fearless. He didn’t even frown when dealing with Gao Cheng. Why is his face turning pale now?
Is the lady so pretty? Well, she’s not very good looking.
Before Zhu Quan even reached out, the little bastard immediately took out a pot of Xianjia wine. In this way, he also said: "I really don't have many bottles of wine at the moment, so I owe it to you first. When I finish visiting Luzhou in Beiju, I will definitely bring more good wine to Sect Master Zhu. "
Zhu Quan waved his hand and had already collected three pots of good wine. The pot in his hand was not finished yet.
I never thought that the man had thrown the wine back, "Zhu Quan Sect Master, I owe the rest first. I will wait until I have the opportunity to visit Muyi Mountain. If I really don’t have the chance to visit Pima Sect, I will have the wine sent to Muyi Mountain. "
Then he raised his hand, drove the sword fairy back to his feet, and ran away with his sword, very fast.
Zhu Quan gently picked up the little girl in black and said doubtfully : "This boy is not short of girls to like him, and he is so independent-minded. He is young and has great abilities. Why is he still like this? ”
Zhu Quan shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Gao Cheng suffered such a big loss, and Guixi Valley would probably not be able to live in peace.
She rode the wind and headed south.
p>As for some things, it’s not that she doesn’t want to say more, it’s just that she can’t.
The only way to solve the knot is by herself.
Especially the kind of behavior that seems to be the most difficult. People who don't like to take advantage of others have taken advantage of it.
It's really a mystery.
The scholar in white is carrying his sword behind him. He stood on the railing, tiptoed, his snow-white sleeves flying, and flew directly back to the room from the window. The window closed by itself.
Ding Tong, who was still sitting motionless "looking at the scenery", felt his heart skip a beat. He fell backwards and fell onto the ship's deck.
The observation deck on the second floor was empty. In fact, all the guests on the second floor had withdrawn from the room.
The ferryman was even worried that he would be killed suddenly with a sword and then disappear.
The steward who had sold the pile of newspaper to the little water monster was not in a better mood than Ding Tong.
The most terrifying thing is not that the young swordsman has a high level of cultivation.
Otherwise, after one strike, Life and death are all matters of pleasure, that is, kowtow to beg for mercy and pay for your life.
But when you are a guy who can decide life and death at will, he will look at you with a smile like a father looking at his son, and his words will be as friendly as two brothers, and his methods will be endless and unimaginable.
What can you do? What do you dare to do?
The atmosphere on Wei Bai's side was solemn, and he was caught in this dilemma.
Logically speaking, the death of a great minister of the Tieyou Mansion is a huge loss for the entire Wei family, and the death of a golden body warrior who was born on the battlefield is not a small loss. Wei Bai should weigh it. Both parties are at odds with each other, but after thinking about it together with the old woman in the house, it seems that they haven't been able to figure out a suitable countermeasure. It seems that whatever they do or say, they may make more mistakes, and the consequences are unpredictable, and they may even not be able to walk out alive. On the ferry, they didn't even have a chance to stabilize the situation when they arrived at Chunlu Garden, but if they didn't do anything, they all felt like they were courting death.
There was a soft knock on the door.
The old grandma’s face was extremely ugly.
Because she didn't notice any movement at all, the other party walked all the way silently.
Everyone in the room may not have high levels of cultivation compared to that guy, but since they can sit in this room today, they don’t have a fuel-efficient lamp.
So everyone knows who is coming.
The young female cultivator named Qing Qing at the Zhaoye Cottage in Chunlu Garden stabilized her mind. She did not want to embarrass the man she liked, so she got up and opened the door.
Wei Bai sighed and stood up first. He stretched out his hand to signal the young woman not to be impulsive. He opened the door in person and saluted as a scholar: "Wei Bai of Tiemou Mansion, pay homage to the Sword Immortal."
The scholar in white clothes held a folding fan and crossed the threshold with a smile, "Young Master Wei, there is no need to be so polite. We don't know each other until we fight."
The eyelids of everyone in the room trembled when they heard this. When Wei Bai stood up to greet him, they had already stood up one after another, and except for the old nun from Tiemou Mansion and the young female nun from Chunlu Pu, they all intentionally or unintentionally took a few steps away from the table, holding their breath and concentrating as if they were facing a formidable enemy. .
Wei Bai wanted to close the door gently.
But after the scholar in white crossed the threshold, the door closed by itself.
Wei Bai took back his hand and followed the man to the table.
When things came to an end, he breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of having a knife pressed against the heart but not moving is the most uncomfortable feeling.
After the scholar in white sat down, he picked up a teacup with the rim facing down and poured himself a cup of tea. "The tea from the village on the second floor is better."
After Wei Bai sat down, the old nun stood behind him. Only the young female nun from Chunlu Garden sat down with Wei Bai.
The scholar in white pointed at a random person and said, "Excuse me, please go and call the person in charge of the ferry."
The man quickly bowed his head and said he didn't dare, and immediately went out. Call someone.
As the door closed gently.
There was an uncomfortable silence in the room.
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After a moment, the scholar in white smiled and said: "On my trip back and forth, I happened to see my senior walking in the mountains and fields after leaving the ferry."
Wei Bai understood in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, "Liao If the master can have a hearty sparring session with the senior swordsman, he might be able to break through the bottleneck and make further progress by returning to Tiekou Mansion and cultivating a little bit."
The young woman from Zhaoye Thatched Cottage. Xiu may be the last person in the room to figure out the connection.
The others were just a little later than Wei Bai to understand the subtlety of this conversation.
I admire Wei Bai even more.
For some unknown reason, the Sword Immortal gave the Wei family of Tiemou Mansion a step to step down, but while giving him a step, it was also an invisible deterrent and another way of being aggressive.
I killed your Golden Body Realm warrior worshiper with one punch, and I still want to come to your house to drink tea. Do you, Wei Bai and Tiemou Mansion, want to settle the score with me? But at the same time, if the Tiemou Mansion was willing to settle the matter,
Wei Bai chose to walk down the steps, not only losing his teeth and bleeding, but also accepting all the roundabout advances made by the other party.
Then there was a gentle knock on the door.
The man led the ferry steward into the house.
The old woman raised her eyebrows.
Good guy.
It was this young swordsman who made the right calculation.
It turns out that these words were meant not only for the young master, but also for the other side of the ferry.
As long as the young master is willing to settle the matter, the young swordsman who heard the harsh words before will become less sincere now.
After all, the Tieyou Mansion went to shout about my surname Liao’s golden body. In fact, he was not beaten to death. It would just be a joke. But if someone from the ferry takes the initiative to help explain, Tieyou The face of the Tie Mou Mansion will be better. Of course, the young master can also take the initiative to find the ferry steward and hint that the other party will definitely be willing to sell a favor to the Tie Mou Mansion. But in this case, the young master will be even more miserable. .
Small things are small things, but if the young master can see the big from the small, and understand the subtle things, then he can understand the third meaning.
When it comes to fighting, the Golden Body Realm martial artist raised by your family is just a matter of one punch from me. I am also familiar with the officialdom of your temple. I have given you face, even Wei Bai, so you are really qualified to quarrel with me, a foreign swordsman?
The Tiemou Mansion may not be afraid of a sword cultivator who only knows how to fight and kill.
As long as you have money in Luzhou, Beiju, you can invite the Jindan Sword Immortal to come down the mountain to "practice your sword". If you have enough money, you can even invite the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal!
But.
The young swordsman in front of me who likes to wear two robes has a very good mind.
The old mama is a demonic monk. In her eyes, there is no distinction between good and bad. There is only a difference between strong and weak for anyone in the world. And there are two types of power. One is destined to be unprovoked, and the other is something that can be provoked but is best not to be provoked. The former is naturally stronger, but the latter can become a monster at any time.The former, sometimes, is even more difficult to deal with.
In the final analysis, the Tiemou Mansion is still a force under the secular dynasty. It is extremely familiar with the rules of the officialdom. The more so, it is actually difficult to deal with those monks on the mountain who act simply and neatly, especially the straight ones. It's not that difficult. What's difficult is those genealogy masters who are even more crooked than officials.
Among the three great nobles of the Daguan Dynasty, including the Wei family, precisely because of their illustrious family backgrounds, are there still too many young scholars and military generals? Quite a few. There are many wealthy and powerful sons who are not acclimated to the local environment. It is okay to be an official in the capital. Once they are released to serve as an official in a county or a county magistrate, the old foxes and little oilmen in the officialdom will control them. No matter how disgusting it is, there are all kinds of tricks, playing around, and cutting flesh with blunt knives. Therefore, the Tiemou Mansion has spared no effort to protect Wei Bai in these years, and there are even some rumors, fearing that one day the young master will suddenly die suddenly, and he will not even be able to find an enemy afterwards.
But every time the young master traveled in the past, it was the most peaceful one. The route is fixed, the retinue follows, and the immortal family supports it. For this reason, many well-hidden hostile forces were also fished out, and by following the clues, the Tiemou Mansion secretly took the opportunity to eliminate many hidden dangers, including those in temples, mountains, and rivers and lakes.
Only this time, it was really a big surprise.
Now the ferry is still in a vassal state of the Daguan Dynasty, but the other party did not even sell the face of Tiemou Mansion and Chunlu Pu. Before that person took action, there were so many whispers, even before I don't know the young master's noble status, so I should understand it clearly.
The scholar in white pointed at the table with his folding fan, "The ferry steward, we have done two business transactions. Why are we being so polite and reserved? Sit down and drink tea."
The scholar in white wiped it casually with a folding fan, and the teacup slid to the edge of the table in front of the ferry steward. Half of the teacup was outside the table, swaying slightly, and it was about to fall. Then he picked up the teapot, and the steward quickly stepped forward and grabbed it with both hands. He bent down and handed out the teacup with both hands. He waited until the swordsman in white poured the tea and then sat down. From beginning to end, not a single superfluous word of flattery was spoken.
It’s not summer yet, but my ferry is already in trouble.
The so-called two sales, one is to pay for the ferry ride, and the other is to buy and sell the residence.
The scholar in white picked up the tea cup, took a long sip, placed it gently on the table, leaned back on the chair, opened the folding fan, and gently fanned the breeze.
Wei Bai then raised the cup and drank slowly and quickly put it down. The ferry steward followed Wei Bai, slowly lifting the cup and drinking the tea quickly, then holding the cup with both hands without putting it down.
The scholar in white said with a smile: "There is some misunderstanding. Let's just let it go. When we go out, we can make money by being friendly."
Wei Bai poured himself a cup of tea, filled it up, and drank a cup of tea. Holding the cup in his hand, he nodded with a smile and said: "Senior Jianxian rarely travels in the mountains and rivers. This time, our Tieyou Mansion contradicted Senior Jianxian. I substituted tea for wine. How dare you punish yourself with a cup?"
The scholar in white nodded.
Wei Bai drank it all in one gulp.
Sweat dripped from the ferry steward’s forehead.
As a monk in the sea-viewing realm, he was sitting on pins and needles.
The scholar in white turned to look at the young female cultivator, "Who is this fairy?"
After Wei Bai put down his tea cup, he smiled and said, "It's Chunlu Pu Zhaoye Thatched Cottage." Tang Xianshi's only daughter, Tang Qingqing."
The scholar in white said with a smile: "Tang Xianzi was the first person in the house who wanted to open the door to welcome guests. The beauty is so kind, Mr. Wei must not let him down. Yes."
Wei Bai smiled and nodded, "Just wait for the elders on both sides to nod."
The scholar in white hummed and said with a smile: "But I guess there is still more in the thatched cottage. It's easy to say that who doesn't like a son-in-law who rides on a dragon like a dragon? It's difficult for General Wei. After all, there are still some differences up and down the mountain. Of course, it depends on fate. It's not good to beat a mandarin duck with a stick, or to force a melon. Sweet."
Wei Bai breathed a sigh of relief again.
That Tang Qingqing was actually a little grateful.
The monks standing in the room who had good relations with Tiemou Mansion or Chunlu Pond were all somewhat obscured by the fog. In addition to the initial moment, the onlookers could also feel a vague sense of murderous intent, and now they looked like they were having a family affair?
The scholar in white suddenly said: "Fairy Tang, you should know Senior Song Lanqiao, right?"
Tang Qingqing quickly said: "Of course we do, Captain Song is my father's senior brother, both of them are A monk of the Chunlu Pulan generation."
The scholar in white said with a smile: "That's good. I've been on the ferry of Senior Song before, and we are very close to each other. It seems that we are going to Chun this time. Lupu, we must disturb Zhaoye Thatched Cottage."
Tang Qingqing smiled brightly, "It is our honor that Senior Sword Immortal can come to the Thatched Cottage."
Even Wei Bai, They were all a little jealous of Tang Qingqing's passionate love.
The scholar in white suddenly asked: "Mr. Wei, the young swordsman who passed by with his sword earlier said some strange words without any beginning or end, and even invited me to drink tea. He called me something special. ?"
Wei Bai said: "If this junior is not mistaken, it should be Liu Zhiqing, Liu Jianxian, the junior master of the Golden Crow Palace."
Tang Qingqing nodded and said with a smile. Every few years, Liu Jianxian from the Golden Crow Palace would go to a mountain spring that he purchased privately in Chunlu Garden in his early years to draw water and make tea."
The scholar in white suddenly said: "I am in Chunlu Garden. I saw this paragraph in the book "Chun Dew Winter". It turns out that this Great Sword Immortal is Liu Zhiqing of the Golden Crow Palace. I have known his name for a long time. If I had known, I would have shamelessly said hello to Liu Sword Immortal when he arrived at Chun Dew Garden. , and help yourself earn some fame."
Wei Bai smiled as usual.
The corners of the old mama’s mouth twitched slightly.
The cup of tea around the village that I haven’t dared to finish yet is not bitter, but the ferry steward feels miserable.
This master swordsman, you cut him down with one swordLei Yun of the Golden Crow Palace, Liu Zhiqing even warmly invites you to drink tea. Do you need such a reputation? Can we be a little more open-minded and ask you, Master Sword Immortal, to give you a happy word so that it won’t torture people’s hearts like this anymore?
The scholar in white turned his head and said, "This old lady, seems to think that I am not qualified to drink tea with Liu Jianxian?"
The old lady smiled softly and said: " Don't dare. The two swordsmen were sitting opposite each other by the spring in the forest, having a wonderful conversation. The little book in Chunlu Garden can be reprinted this year."
The scholar in white kept the same. Head smiling pose.
The old mama’s face became stiffer and stiffer.
The scholar in white suddenly narrowed his eyes and said: "I heard that in the Yamashita Dynasty, there is a saying that the master humiliates his ministers to death."
The old mama had a sullen face.
The scholar in white clothes added: "As for the beautiful talk, I also heard that there was also a story in the Daguan Dynasty. Back then, Mr. Wei was admiring the snow on the lake. He saw a handsome young man walking across the arch bridge. There was a young and beautiful maid beside him who smiled quietly. Mr. Wei asked her if she was willing to become a couple with the young man. He said that a gentleman has the beauty of an adult. The maid was speechless. After a while, an old woman came across the lake and left with a box in her hand. The young man gave her a gift. Dare you ask this old woman, What is in the box? I come from a poor place, and I am very curious. I wonder what kind of valuable object can make a young man so moved."
The old lady has already made the best. Bad intentions.
The only way to fight to the death is to drag the young master of Tiemou Mansion and Chunlu Pu Tang Qingqing to die together. Then she would like to see how the young swordsman drank that tea with Liu Zhiqing!
But the scholar in white had already turned his head, "No wonder the temple here is so prosperous."
Wei Bai tensed up, squeezed out a smile and said, "Make Senior Sword Immortal laugh. ."
The scholar in white stood up slowly, and finally just patted the ferry steward on the shoulder with his folding fan, and then passed him by. , it’s easy to see people.”
Tang Qingqing was stunned for a moment.
Isn’t it easy to see ghosts?
The scholar in white walked straight to the door, raised his arm, and shook the folding fan in his hand, "No need to give it away."
The door still opened by itself, and then he opened it by himself. closure.
Wei Bai smiled bitterly.
Do ghosts see people walking at night?
After a long silence.
After Wei Bai was more or less sure that the person could take a round-trip ferry ride, he smiled and said to the old nanny, "Don't mind. The master on the mountain has no taboos. We can't envy him."
The old grandma smiled and nodded.
Wei Bai sneered in his heart.
You don’t mind, I don’t care if it’s true or false.
But I mind!
Although the hint of murderous intent that you, the old lady, showed just now was aimed at the young swordsman, I, Wei Bai, am not stupid!
Whether a dog bites a man or a man beats a dog, there is no comparison.It's comparable to a dog biting a dog to death.
After the scholar in white returned to the house.
Start walking in six steps.
He suddenly stopped and came to the window. As night fell, he lightly jumped onto the ship's railing and walked slowly.
We walked like this all night.
When the sun was out at sea, Chen Ping'an stopped at the bow railing, raised his eyes and looked into the distance. Dressed in a snow-white robe, bathed in the morning glow, he looked like a golden god in the world.
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At dusk, at the entrance of a shop in Qilong Lane, Longquan County.
A black girl was sitting at the door holding a small stool. Shi Rou inside the shop occasionally glanced at the movement outside.
Pei Qian would often sit at the door and eat melon seeds. Shi Rou knew that he missed her master.
After Chen Pingan went from Niujiaoshan Ferry to Beiju Luzhou, Zhu Lian stared at the school for about ten days at first, and Pei Qian finally got used to it. During my academic life, I will no longer think about circumventing the wall and skipping classes.
But even so, Zhu Lian did not stop. Once, Zhu Lian went to the school to inquire about his current situation with his tutor. The result was half happy and half sad. What he was happy about was that Pei Qian did not fight or curse with anyone in the school. None. What is worrying is that the old masters are also very helpless towards Pei Qian. The little girl has no respect for the books of sages. During class, she would sit meticulously by the window and silently read the corners of each page of the book. Drawing little people, after class, I flipped through the books. An old master got the news from somewhere, so he looked through all of Pei Qian's books. The result was that he didn't miss a page. The drawings of those little people were rough. The circle is the head, and the five twigs should be the body and limbs. After closing the book, the corner of the book is either the little man punching, or the little man has an extra line, which should be regarded as practicing swordsmanship.
The old master couldn't laugh or cry at the time, but he didn't get angry immediately. He began to ask Pei Qian about her homework and asked her to recite passages from books. He never thought that the little girl could really recite them word for word. The old master gave up and just reminded her not to draw ghostly symbols on the books of saints and sages. Later, the little girl bought some books from outside the school. Her classwork was still good and the little man was still diligent in drawing.
When get out of class is over, I will occasionally go to the bottom of the tree alone to catch an ant, put it on a small piece of white rice paper, block the table with one arm, hold a pen in the other, and draw horizontal and vertical lines on the paper. , blocking the ant's escape route, she could fill a piece of rice paper, like a maze, and the poor ant was just going around in the maze. Since Young Master Chen of Longwei River had told all the masters to treat Pei Qian as an ordinary child from Longquan County, all the young Meng boys in the school only knew this little Heitan, who lived in Qilong Lane. At Sui's shop, she would only speak when she was having questions and answers with her master. She almost never talked to anyone at school every day. She went to school twice in the morning and evening, and she liked to walk up the stairs on Qilong Lane, and she also liked to walk sideways. All in all, she is a very weird guy, and none of her schoolmates are very close to her.
As the school got along for a long time, some news spread, saying that this Heitan girl was a money addict. She would do business with people every day at the New Year's shop and help the shop make money.
Furthermore, there was a Mengtong who swore that he had seen this little black charcoal with his own eyes before and liked to compete with the big white geese in the streets. Another Mengtong from nearby Qilong Lane said that every morning when he went to school, Pei Qian deliberately imitated the crowing of a rooster, which made him very noisy and bad. Some people said that after Pei Qian bullied the big white goose, he would fight with the big rooster in the northernmost part of the town. He was also yelling about eating me and giving me a tornado kick, or squatting on the ground and punching the big rooster. , is it crazy?
After Zhu Lian went to school once, he came back to the shop and had a chat with Pei Qian. Pei Qian finally stopped drawing little people in books and building houses for ants on rice paper.
It was just a secluded corner near Qilong Lane after school, dipping mud in water, making little clay figurines by myself, arranging troops, directing the two sides to fight each other, and giving it to her. She made thirty or forty little clay figurines. After each fight, she would withdraw her troops and hide the little figurines nearby.
Shi Rou saw it and talked to Zhu Lian privately, and Zhu Lian said he didn’t need to worry about it.
But two things happened later. The first thing was that one day after Pei Qian finished copying the book, he happily ran to be the general who ordered the troops on the battlefield, but he came back soon.
When Shi Rou asked, Pei Qian stood on the stool behind the counter gloomily, resting his head on the counter, saying that it had rained heavily a few days ago and that all the soldiers of both armies were killed.
This made Shi Rou a little worried. With Pei Qian's shrewdness, how could he let those belongings be damaged by the rain, but later Zhu Lian still said to let her go.
But the second thing happened, Zhu Lian also frowned. After getting the news from Shi Rou, he made a special trip to Qilong Lane from Luolu Mountain.
Shi Rou told him that one day after school, Pei Qian grabbed a dead white goose by its neck, carried it back to the Qilong Lane shop, and then buried the goose in an unknown place. .
Pei Qian was copying books alone in his room.
Zhu Lian stood at the door of the shop. Shi Rou said that Pei Qian was unwilling to say anything and she had gone to find out the news herself.
On his way back from school, Pei Qian was stopped by a market woman. She said that Pei Qian must have killed the white goose at home. She scolded him a lot. Pei Qian started by saying: It wasn't her. The woman made a move. After Pei Qian dodged, she just said it wasn't her. In the end, Pei Qian took out a bag of his own money and gave the woman the two pieces of silver and all the copper coins he had saved so hard, saying that she could buy the dead white goose, but She didn't hit the big white goose.
Shi Rou was worried and asked Zhu Lian what to do and if he wanted to talk to Pei Qian.
Zhu Lian turned his back to the counter and faced the road of Qilong Lane, saying that it was no good
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We can talk, But it's no use, PeiIt's not like you, Shi Rou, don't know Qian's temperament and who he will listen to.
Shi Rou then came up with an idea and said that he would talk to the woman and then use some means to find the naughty children in the school and ask both parties to give Pei money to apologize.
In the end, Zhu Lian, who had always had a playful smile, actually cursed. It was useless, was it just a matter of business?
Shi Rou turned pale with fright.
But in the end, Zhu Lian stood at the door for a long time and just quietly returned to Luolu Mountain without doing anything.
After that, there was nothing worrying about Pei Qian anymore. He went to the school obediently to listen to the masters’ lectures, went out early and came back late, on time, and when he had free time, he would help in the shop. Doing business, copying books, walking around, and practicing her crazy sword skills, but this kind of peace of mind made Shi Rou even more uneasy.
Shi Rou would rather Pei Qian slap down the market woman, or quarrel with an old master at the school.
But Pei didn’t have any money.
At that moment, Shi Rou realized that it turned out that not only Chen Ping'an was in Luolu Mountain, but there were two Luolu Mountains.
Whether he is with Pei Qian or not, there are two Pei Qian.
Fortunately, Pei Qian will still be like today, sitting alone at the door of the shop with a bench, eating melon seeds, talking alone and not knowing what to say, looking up at the end of the alley from time to time.
At this time, Pei Qian will look familiar to Shi Rou.
On this day, Pei Qian had just carried the bench and walked back to the backyard of the shop, intending to practice the almost perfect Crazy Demon Sword Skill, when he heard the old cook shouting from the front shop: "You lose money. ! Come out quickly!"
Pei Qian ran out angrily, holding a hiking stick, "Old cook, are you looking for a fight?"
Wait until Pei Qian came to the front of the shop. , saw a little girl standing next to the old cook with her arms folded across her chest. She stood on the threshold with a sullen face, looking at Pei Qian.
Pei Qian was stunned and said seriously: "Who is this? Is this your illegitimate daughter who was living abroad, old cook? Has she finally been found for you?"
Zhu Lian cursed, "Go away," and patted the little girl standing on the threshold on the head, "Her name is Zhou Mili, and your master sent her from Luzhou, Beiju."
Pei Qian used boxing. Palm, eyes shining: "Master is really amazing. Now he can not only pick up money, but also pick up girls!"
The little girl in black frowned with light eyebrows, tilted her head, and squinted hard. To the little Heitan who is not too tall.
Pei Qian's eyes widened, and then he said with a smile: "Can I treat you to boiled fish tonight?"
After finishing speaking, Pei Qian made a knife with the palm of one hand and a knife with the palm of the other. He raised and lowered his knife back and forth on the cutting board with a dizzying speed, and then made an aggressive sound. After finishing the work, he became angry and said in a deep voice: "My sword skills are the second best in the world, only better than me." Master is a little inferior!"
Then she spread her hands.Asked, "Have you ever eaten such a big fish? Have you ever eaten such a big crab?"
Zhou Mili immediately did not dare to pose with his arms around his chest anymore, his face was wrinkled and covered with sweat. , his eyes rolled rapidly.
Shi Rou smiled, he was indeed a little fish monster.
Zhou Mili had an idea and said in awkward Dali Mandarin: "Your master asked me to help send a message, saying that he misses you very much."
Pei Qian's eyes Her eyes suddenly lit up, and the little girl in black quickly jumped off the threshold, a little scared.
Pei Qian picked up the hiking pole leaning on his shoulder again, walked to the threshold with a swagger, looked at the little girl in black, her eyes were... kind, and reached out to touch her. With his little head, he said with a smile: "You are not tall. You are a short winter melon that has grown in vain for hundreds of years. It's okay. I won't look down on you. As the first disciple of Master, I, Pei Qian, am not the kind of person who judges people by their appearance." People!"
Zhou Mili learned all the Dali Mandarin, and although he didn't speak it smoothly, he could understand it. < /p>
Pei Qian twitched the corner of his mouth and squinted at the old cook, "Of course the master is the biggest in the world. From now on, I will take care of this little winter melon. I will take her to eat..."
Zhou Mili immediately shouted: "As long as you don't eat fish, anything will do!"
Pei Qian smiled and rubbed the head of the little girl in black, "You are so good."
Pei Qian smiled and rubbed the head of the little girl in black. p>
Zhu Lian left.
Shi Rou was lying on the counter enjoying herself.
After that, there was a little girl in black at the Qilong Lane shop.
Then the dog would come often. Every day when the school day was about to end, Zhou Mili would squat at the gate with it to welcome Pei Qian back to Qilong Lane.
Pei Qian ran out that day and saw Zhou Mili holding a hiking pole and the native dog lying on the ground. Pei Qian squatted down and grabbed the dog's mouth. , twisting, "Tell me, is there anyone bullying Little Winter Melon today?"
The already impregnated dog wanted to die.
What can I say?
Pei Qian flicked his wrist and turned the dog's head in another direction, "Don't tell me?! You want to rebel?!"
Zhou Mili said timidly: "Sister, there is no one You bullied me."
Pei Qian nodded, let go of his hand, and slapped the dog on the head, "How did you become the left guardian of Qilong Lane? You are useless if you continue to be so ignorant. No, there is only one right protector in Qilong Lane!"
Zhou Mili immediately stood up straight, stood on tiptoes, and firmly grasped the hiking pole with both hands.
They walked through the streets and alleys together, ran back to Qilong Lane, and ran down the steps. As a result, a white dress fell from the sky, with big sleeves rolling and making a hunting sound. It landed on the ground in an independent posture like a golden rooster, with one arm Horizontal in front of you, one hand and two fingersPointing to the sky together, "If you want to live forever, leave money to buy the road!"
The native dog turned around and ran away with his tail between his legs.
Zhou Mili was a little nervous and tugged on Pei Qian's sleeve next to him, "Sister, who is it? So fierce."
She didn't think that the other party must be very powerful. The bad guy, even if he has a mental problem and is tall, if he relies on his strength and injures himself and the senior sister, he will not be able to reason with him.
But she saw Pei Qian's solemn face, and Pei Qian said slowly: "He is a notorious big devil in the world. He is extremely troublesome. I don't know how many top masters in the world have been defeated by him. It's difficult for me to deal with him. Just stand behind me. Don't worry, I'm protecting this Dragon Riding Alley, and I won't allow outsiders to run wild here!"
Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a step back.
Then she saw Pei Qian jumping down with one hand in his hand, landing just next to the man in white, and then swept out with a line of mountain sticks.
Zhou Mili's eyes widened. What's going on? This stick sweep is a bit slow. It's no faster than an ant moving its nest.
The man in white slowly leaned back, and slowly raised his two snow-white sleeves, like two pieces of rice paper slowly spread out.
Just dodged the swipe of the hiking pole.
Then you came back and forth, still frighteningly slow. You hit me with a stick and I lifted my foot. Zhou Mili felt that he could almost finish a trip to Qilong Lane.
Zhou Mili was almost squeezing her eyebrows together now. She really didn’t understand.
In the end, Pei Qian and the man in white, who was extremely good-looking and mentally ill, stopped their hands almost at the same time, and both made a move that made their Dantians sink in anger.
Pei Qian snorted, "Master! You can block my six crazy swordsmanship moves and defeat invincible opponents in a country. It's more than enough."
The man in white is more than enough. The man also nodded, "That's true."
Zhou Mili was a little confused and scratched his head.
Then the man in white smiled brightly and said: "You must be Zhou Mili, my name is Cui Dongshan, you can call me little senior brother."
Zhou Mili quickly got up and ran down the steps. , stretched his neck and looked at the man who called himself Cui Dongshan, "Chen Ping'an said you can bully others, but I don't think so."
The man waved his sleeves, picked up his orchid fingers, and covered his face with one hand, She said shyly, "My husband is the best at joking."
The corners of Zhou Mili's mouth twitched and he turned to look at Pei Qian.
Pei Qian kicked Cui Dongshan in the calf, "Be serious and don't embarrass my master."
Cui Dongshan coughed twice, squatted down, and said with a smile: "Just stand."
Zhou Mili blinked.
The man stretched out a finger and gently touched her forehead.
Zhou Mili was dizzy and felt a little sleepy.
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhou Mili felt a tingling sensation between his eyebrows.It hurts, and then nothing feels strange again.
The man had already stood up, patted Zhou Mili's head gently with one hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay. Let's go back to the shop together."
Pei Qian frowned and said: "Be careful, this is what my master has told you!"
Cui Dongshan put his hands behind his back, stood sideways with the two little girls walking together, and said helplessly: "I know. Let’s go, let’s go.”
In front of Qilong Lane, two little girls looked alike, strutting their stuff.
This is called walking arrogantly and the demons panicking.
Pei Qian was really kind to Zhou Mili. He even took out a talisman he had collected, spat on it, and slapped Zhou Mili on his forehead.
Cui Dongshan walked slowly behind the two little girls, looked at them, and smiled.
The brilliance of the sun and the moon.
The light of rice grains.
Then Cui Dongshan gently raised his hand behind his back and pinched a dark remnant of his soul between his two fingers.
Cui Dongshan twitched his lips and said, "I'm sorry, but if you meet me, Cui Dongshan, you will be damned for eight lifetimes."
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Chunlupu Ferry.
Song Lanqiao, who was in charge of the Shimen ferry, received the message from Tang Qingqing’s flying sword at the Ancestral Master Hall. The Yuanying Patriarch and the Ancestral Master Hall unanimously decided to let him not take care of the ferry for the time being. Just stay in Chunlu Garden, and Song Lanqiao will personally receive the young swordsman from Skeleton Beach until the Spring Festival banquet is over. If the young swordsman named Chen is still willing to stay in Chunlu Garden to enjoy the scenery, naturally better.
Song Lanqiao had been waiting at the ferry for nearly an hour, but he was still in a good mood. He greeted familiar faces with a more sincere smile.
The ferry stewards in the world are all poor people on the path of spiritual practice. It is better to abandon a son than a disciple, and Song Lanqiao is no exception. In addition to his mentor, the other elders and guest ministers in the ancestral hall, even though most of them are obviously at the same level as Song Lanqiao, some are just one generation higher than him, and the word "lan" in their name is changed to the word "bamboo". But I really don’t want to see him. Firstly, he is from the same family, but secondly, the income from the ferry all year round, the exotic flowers, exotic plants, beautiful trees and good timber produced in the Jiamu Mountains, and the fairy money have never been in his hands. On the ferry, there are special people The direct descendant of the Zushitang is responsible for handing over the affairs of the immortal families in various places. As the owner of the ship, he only gets a little bit of unsalted dividends. Once there is an accident, the Zushitang will be held accountable for a lot of things, which is not to say miserable. Anyway, There are only a few comfortable days.
A ferry slowly docked, and then at the extremely prosperous Chunlu Park Fu Shui Ferry, large and small ferries from all over Beiju Luzhou discovered a strange thing.
Not one of the passengers on the ferry could ride the wind, and no one jumped off. Without exception, they all walked off the ferry on two legs. Not only that, After getting off the boat, everyone looked like they had escaped from death.
Chen Ping'an stepped off the ferry, and Wei Bai of Tiemou MansionThey followed Tang Qingqing's group, but were separated by dozens of steps.
Seeing the increasingly enthusiastic Song Lanqiao, Chen Pingan smiled and was led by Chunlupu Jindan to a beautiful place in the Jiamu Mountains, where there was a mansion specially designed to entertain distinguished guests. A series of antique houses are located in the sea of bamboo.
The two took a small boat with talismans to go to their residence. The bamboo sponge was spread out, the greenery was secluded, and there was plenty of spiritual energy, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
The "haozhouzi" of the small boat was a young woman. There were complete tea sets on the small boat. She knelt down at one end of the small boat and was skillful in making tea.
Song Lanqiao and Chen Pingan drank tea and enjoyed the scenery together. Song Lanqiao introduced the buildings and shops, mountain peaks, caves and landscape scenic spots along the way.
The Jiamu Mountain Range occupies a vast area. It took the Fulu boat sailing for almost half an hour before entering the boundary of the Bamboo Sea, where the spiritual energy was far superior to other places. After another quarter of an hour, it stopped next to the pavilion in the bamboo sea on the top of the mountain.
When Chen Pingan appeared this time, he no longer carried a bamboo box or a bamboo hat, or held a hiking stick. Even the sword fairy had put away his sword gourd hanging on his waist, holding a jade Bamboo folding fan, elegant white clothes, charming.
The Chunlu Garden woman Zhouzi, who had no spiritual qualifications but was not very qualified, stood beside the boat and smiled sweetly. However, along the way, she said nothing except passing the tea and refilling it. Voice.
Chen Pingan approached and held a snowflake between his fingers. The female cultivator seemed a little surprised. She hesitated for a moment, then quickly stretched out her hand. Chen Pingan released his fingers and gently picked up the snowflake. The money fell into her hand and she thanked her.
Song Lanqiao looked at the woman who seemed a little uneasy, and said with a smile: "Just accept it, the strict rules elsewhere do not count here in the Bamboo Sea."
Chen Pingan and Song Lanqiao walked towards While at the mansion, he asked doubtfully: "Senior Song, but I broke the rules of Chunlu Pu's mountain gate?"
Song Lanqiao shook his head and smiled: "There are rules for entertaining guests in other mansions in the Jiamu Mountains. , Zhouzi is not allowed to collect reward money from guests, but here in Zhuhai, it is free. If Mr. Chen is willing, he can give him a small sum of money, and it will definitely be Zhouzi's private money, and Chunlu Garden will never take a cent. "
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You can't do this kind of thing to pretend to be fat."
The Spring Festival banquet will be held in three days.
Just before the summer solstice.
Furthermore, Song Lanqiao said that after summer, there will still be an antler feast, but it is not as big as the previous market, so now the ferries come more and more frequently. After all, spring is the most precious thing in Chunlu Garden.
The two of them walked slowly along the bamboo forest path.
Then we came to a quiet house with a plaque "Jingzhe" hanging on it, and entered the courtyard three times.
There are six mansions in Chunlu Garden named after the six solar terms in spring. They are the most noble. Three of them are located in this sea of bamboo. However, among them, the "Qingming" mansion is not popular among ordinary guests. I am willing to stay here. After all, the name is not particularly auspicious, but the Taoist masters who visited Chunlu Garden preferred to choose this house to stay. In fact, every time I say goodbye to springBefore and after the banquet, the ownership of these six houses was a headache for the Chunlupu Patriarch Hall. Who should be given or not given, a careless move would be a bad thing that would cause resentment.
In fact, there is also the most prestigious "Beginning of Spring" mansion. A Nascent Soul guest has just left in the past two days, and it is temporarily vacant. Although it is very popular, it is not impossible to take it out and let that person The young swordsman moved in, but after discussion with the ancestor hall, they felt that this house was too close to the Yuying Cliff, and it was not appropriate for the uncle of the junior master of the Golden Crow Palace to stay there to draw water and make tea. If a fight breaks out, good things will turn into disasters.
While discussing this matter, a large group of elders and worshipers from the master's sect, whose nostrils were turned upward, solemnly asked Song Lanqiao for his opinion.
This made Song Lanqiao feel a little proud, but after all, he was an old Jindan, so he did not show any complacency. Instead, he was more respectful than before and handled the situation perfectly.
In the mountains, the most important thing is a steady flow of water.
There are too many things that make you happy today, but people will be disappointed tomorrow.
Song Lanqiao entered the Jingzhe mansion, but did not stay long and quickly left.
There were two beautiful young female cultivators in the house, one of whom was actually the direct descendant of a Chunlu Pu Jindan cultivator.
As usual, they are responsible for serving as temporary maids for residents.
This made Chen Pingan extremely awkward. When he sent Song Lanqiao to the door, he directly asked if he could fire the two women.
Song Lanqiao smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, you are the first-class guest of our Chunlu Garden. Of course you can do this, but those two girls will definitely be in trouble if they turn back."
p>Chen Pingan sighed, shook his folding fan, and said no more.
Song Lanqiao said softly: "Our ancestor was originally going to welcome Mr. Chen in person, but something unexpected happened during the preparations for the Spring Festival Banquet, so she had to handle it personally. Our ancestor is very careful. If you lose your temper, you really can't get away with it, so I have to tell Mr. Chen a confession."
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "It's too polite to talk about the ancestor."
After Song Lanqiao left, when Song Lanqiao's figure disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest path, Chen Pingan did not return to the mansion immediately, but began to wander around.
When Chen Pingan returned to the mansion, he saw Liu Zhiqing from the Golden Crow Palace standing at the door. He looked like a young man, with a gold hairpin on his head and a jade tree facing the wind.
Two young female cultivators were standing by, their eyes were gentle, not only the admiration the female cultivators had for the Sword Immortal, but also the admiration the women had for the handsome man.
Chen Pingan smiled.
People are more infuriating than others.
If that student of mine were standing here, he would probably not see Liu Jianxian anymore in his eyes when looking at these two female cultivators from Chunlu Garden.
(End of this chapter)