Chapter 601 Pei Qian’s small money bag

The outline of the overhanging mountain can already be vaguely seen.

Cao Qinglang looked up and said in disbelief: "This is actually a mountain seal?"

Zhong Qiu said with emotion: "There are so many foreign countries and magnificent scenery. "

Pei Qian and Cui Dongshan sat on the railing, turned around and whispered: "You two masters, you are not as knowledgeable as me. Do you feel strange when you see the hanging mountain? Not at all. In the final analysis, it was the fault of just studying and not walking. I was different. I kept copying books and followed my master through thousands of mountains and rivers. Has Mr. Zhong been to such a big Tongye Island? ? Have you ever been to Qingluan Kingdom in Aoping Continent? Besides, I copy a mountain of books every day. No one dares to claim to be second except Sister Aoping! >

Cui Dongshan said with a puzzled look on his face: "Senior Sister just saw Xuanxuan Mountain and seemed to be drooling. She is thinking about moving back to Luopo Mountain. If anyone is not convinced in the future, I will use this seal to smash the brains of others. "

Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, "Who can see such a freshman and not be greedy?"

"As for copying books, in fact, the old cook who you look down on is still very knowledgeable. It was amazing. In the early years, he was in charge of compiling history books for the imperial court. He attracted more than a dozen world-famous scholars and scholars and more than twenty energetic Hanlin Academy scholars to compile and copy day and night, and finally wrote There are tens of millions of words, among which Zhu Lian's small regular script is really wonderful. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is superb. Even the most popular pavilion styles in the world are not as good as Zhu Lian's early handwriting. This compilation of the book can be regarded as a masterpiece. The most interesting knowledge in the history of Ouhua Blessed Land has been summarized. Unfortunately, a certain old Taoist priest with a good nose found it annoying and moved his little finger. A disaster that destroyed the country was like lighting up a furnace of respecting local customs in some places in the world. Burning waste paper, broken porcelain with words, etc., will destroy seventy-eight percent of it. The scholar's hard work and knowledge on paper will return most of the world at once."

Cui Dongshan was bored, as he said. The thin old almanacs of some small places waved their sleeves up and down, and said casually: "You can't just remember things, and the duckweeds are swirling and flowing with the waves. It's not as good as others to see one is one, to see two is two, and to see three is better." Then you know that Qianbai, step by step, is the mainstay, making waves in the long river of time." Pei Qian stared and said: "Big White Goose, which camp are you in? Hey, how about I help you twist it? Now that I'm a master of martial arts, I'm sure my master will be able to do it. It's not a big deal. Just snap it and it will break. You can't. Don't complain."

As for the old cook's knowledge and writing, let's put it down.

Master only needs one hand and a few words to make the old cook surrender and let him cook in the kitchen with peace of mind.

Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand and said: "Lend me a yellow paper talisman and stick it on my forehead. I am so shocked that I was scared to death by the senior sister."

Pei Qian frowned and said : "Don't make trouble. Master said that when you go out, you are not allowed to followThen he took out his talisman to show off his wealth. Places where monks gather together are easy to make people jealous. A blush will lead to right and wrong. If you are right, you will make others wrong. No matter how wrong you are, you can't talk about 'me'. That's right. As for the place where mountain ghosts and gods gather, it will be regarded as a provocation. This is not nonsense. When my master and I were on Tongye Island, in the wilderness with dark moon and high wind, we encountered the wedding formation of mountain gods. Damn, I just took one more look, really just one look, and those ghosts and ghosts all stared at me. Good guy, guess what, when the master saw that I had been greatly wronged, he immediately stared back. Those who were originally Compared with a arrogant landscape monster, it was like being struck by lightning, and then they fell to the ground one by one, begging for mercy on their knees. Even the sedan that the beautiful lady was sitting in, who didn't know whether she was a human or a ghost, was not carried. She was probably thrown seven times. Hao Basu, after so many years, I still can’t get over it in my heart. "

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Now that I've told the truth, let's talk about the fake version. "

Pei Qian said, "There are some fake ones. Master stood up and took the initiative to apologize to an old lady who was the leader of the wedding team, and also sincerely congratulated them. Afterwards, he gave me a lesson and told me that it was only three times. He had already done it twice. If he made a mistake again, he would not be polite to me.

Pei Qian rubbed his eyes and pretended to say: "Even if it is a false story, thinking about it still makes people sad and shed tears." ”

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: “Remember to keep the eye droppings and don’t rub them away.” "

Pei Qian punched out and stopped an inch away from Cui Dongshan's head. He retracted his fist and said with a smile: "Are you afraid? "

Cui Dongshan didn't make any movement at first, then rolled his eyes, and started to sway, his body trembling, and he said vaguely: "What a domineering fist, I must have suffered serious internal injuries. . "

Pei Qian put his fingers together and poked, "Definitely!" "

Cui Dongshan immediately remained motionless.

Pei Qian took a deep breath, but he just needed to deal with it.

After a while, Cui Dongshan said in a hurry: "Senior Sister, hurry up. Put away your magic power!

Pei Qian held his chin in his hands, looked into the distance, and said slowly and softly: "Don't talk to me, it will distract me. I have to concentrate on thinking about Master." ”

Cui Dongshan is really as stable as a rock now. He just looks up at the upside-down mountain. His heart is no longer in the upside-down mountain, not even in the Haoran world and the more distant Qingming world. It's the outer world, those alien demons that no one can guess except for the Ascended Realm monks

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Autumn is planted not far away. The two masters, Cao Qinglang and Cao Qinglang, have become accustomed to the quarreling between them.

Cao Qinglang would occasionally ask his colleague when he encountered many crucial points that Qiu couldn't solve. Cui Dongshan, who is his disciple and the same generation, always just talks about the matter and issues an order to expel the guest. Cao Qinglang thanks him and leaves.

Cao Qinglang actually does this every time.They were the first group of Taoist embryos to sense the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth after Yu Zhenyi, who was dedicated to becoming an immortal in Lotus Flower Land. Among this small group of Taoist beauties, Cao Qinglang was undoubtedly the one with talent, strength, and opportunity. This kind of existence, so when he met Pei Qian for the second time, Cao Qinglang, who had already embarked on the path of monasticism at that time, said frankly that even if he reunited with Pei Qian for the first time, Pei Qian would not succeed if he really took action. The Xinxiang Temple located next to the shabby alley, Cao Qinglang took action to dissuade Pei Qian several times, which was actually quite... fairy-like.

Zhong Qiu took Cao Qinglang to travel all over the world of Lotus Root. Not to mention the hanging of the statue and the incense ceremony at the Luolu Mountain Patriarch Hall, it was actually the first time that he had been in the vast world. In the true sense, he had left After visiting the small world where immortals were often banished to the mortal world in history, they came to the big world of Haoran Tianxia, ​​the hometown of many banished immortals. Sure enough, there are three religions here, hundreds of schools of thought contend, and there are so many books about sages. Fortunately, Wei Bo, the king of Beiyue Mountain, took the initiative to lend Zhongqiu a square inch at the Niujiao Mountain ferry. Otherwise, just picking and buying books in Laolongcheng would be enough for Zhongqiu. Qiu is in an embarrassing situation where he cares about one thing but not the other.

After returning to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom and preparing to leave the Lotus Root Blessed Land, Zhong Qiu said something sincere to Cao Qinglang: The higher the sky, the wider the sky, and the more you should keep in mind the four words "you must have a right way".

The reason why I had to travel all over the blessed land before leaving my hometown was that in addition to Zeng Qiu, who had spent most of his life painting in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, I really wanted to experience the customs and customs of the Four Kingdoms in person. Along the way, Together with Cao Qinglang, he also personally drew hundreds of Kantu maps. Zhongqiu and Cao Qinglang made it clear that from now on, the world will be transformed into a new and unprecedented pattern, and there will be an endless stream of Taoist monks who will visit the mountains to visit immortals and climb high to seek truth. There will also be many landscape gods and ancestral temples standing up one after another, and there will be many ghosts and ghosts that seem to have slipped through the net and cause trouble in the world.

Your husband, Chen Pingan, cannot spend too much time and thought staring at this territory. He needs someone to share his worries and give him advice, and even more needs someone to be willing to say a few words that are offensive to his ears. Good advice. Then Zhong Qiu asked Cao Qinglang whether he would be willing to speak out one day and whether he dared to speak out.

The young man smiled and nodded, willing and dared.

Zhong Qiu asks again, what if you and your husband can’t argue and each of you has your own reasons?

The young man replied again, don’t argue just for the sake of arguing. You need to learn from each other’s words, find out the truth, and strengthen each other. Then it is possible that in the blessed land of lotus root, there will be a path that everyone in the world can have. The avenue of freedom.

Zhong Qiu finally asked, but what if the future path for both of you is destined to be just an argument with no results, and you have to choose one over the other?

Cao Qinglang’s final answer is, “Look before you act, think before you act.”

Zhongqiu is happy and no longer asks about his heart.

Now Master Zhong is more worried about how to study and study after the two of them left Lotus Root Blessed Land and Dali Mountain. As for the cultivation of Qi Practitioners, Zhong Qiu will not interfere too much. Cao Qinglang, practicingProving immortality is not what I am good at, so try not to point fingers at Cao Qinglang.

In fact, Cao Qinglang is indeed a very trustworthy student, but after all, Zhong Qiu has never experienced the scenery of that world, and he has high hopes for Cao Qinglang, so it is inevitable that he has to say more important things. talk.

There are two worlds, big and small, with different scenery but similar principles. All explorations on the road of life, whether it is a great settlement or a slightly narrow academic strategy, will have difficulties of one kind or another. Zhong Qiu I don't think that my little knowledge, especially my little martial arts realm, can protect and teach Cao Qinglang in the vast world. As natives of the Ouhua Blessed Land in the past, probably apart from Ding Ying, Zhong Qiu and his former close friend Yu Zhenyi were among the very few who could climb steadily through their respective paths, from the bottom of the well to the top of the well, and truly understood The heaven and earth are so big, one can imagine how high Taoism is.

When the ferry arrived at Daoxuan Mountain, Cui Dongshan took the three of them directly to the inn in Lingzhizhai. He reluctantly picked the four most expensive houses and asked if there were any more expensive ones. Okay, the female cultivator at Lingzhi Zhi was made dumbfounded, the dragon that crossed the river hung upside down on the mountain, and there were many rich men who were not short of immortal money, but there were not many who spoke so straightforwardly. So the female cultivator said no. She probably couldn't stand the critical look of the young man in white. Do you really think you are a big shot if you dare to eat like this in Daoxuan Mountain? The Jindan female cultivator who was responsible for the daily affairs of the inn smiled and said, saying that the only private residences in Daixuan Mountain that were better than her own inn were Yuanzang Mansion, Chunbanzhai, Meiyuanzi and Shuijinggong.

The young man fisted his fist and said, "I told you earlier." He took the other three people and left the Lingzhizhai Inn. Pei Qian was confused and followed the big white goose out of the inn door. She had just In fact, I was quite satisfied with the inn. At a glance, everything on the walls, on the floor, and on the woman's body seemed to be valuable items. So she asked softly: Do you recognize those four private houses? Cui Dongshan smiled and said that he did not recognize them all, but he had interacted with Liu Caishen of Yuantu Mansion and the owner of Meiyuanzi in the early years. When they met, they talked happily and exchanged wine. It was a must, and then he thought in his heart that the other party would die early. Coming from Beyond Life

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Cui Dongshan is such a good friend in the vast world.

Pei Qian became more and more puzzled as to how he could go eat and drink. As a result, Cui Dongshan walked around and led the three of them into a small alley and stayed at the Stork Inn!

Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang naturally don't care about this.

Pei Qian was a little sulky at first, but Cui Dongshan sat in her room, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, the student's money is not the husband's money, it belongs to the husband. Money, is it your master's money? It's your master's money. As a disciple, why don't you spend it sparingly?

Pei Qian's eyes immediately lit up. They were all linked together perfectly. The thief had a point!

She immediately shouted, holding a hiking pole, startedHappy Xin performed a crazy swordsmanship in the room.

Afterwards, Cui Dongshan sneakily left the Stork Inn.

Pei Qian didn't bother to care about him. If the big white goose was bullied outside, it would be useless to cry and complain to the senior sister.

Because she is an emotional killer.

When Cui Dongshan secretly returned to the inn, it was already late at night. Standing in the corridor outside Pei Qian's door, he found that she was still walking in the house.

Pei Qian walked slowly, half asleep and half awake. The surrounding dust and moonlight that were invisible to the naked eye seemed to be twisted by her fist.

Over the window sill, the window suddenly opened on its own, and a large piece of white snow fell down, revealing a hanged man with a crooked face, his head hanging upside down and his tongue hanging out.

Pei Qian, who was still a little confused, relied on his instinct and with lightning speed, he put a talisman on his forehead, took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the hiking pole leaning against the table. In the palm of his hand, he used the hiking stick as a sword. He stabbed it with the sword and hit the hanged ghost between the eyebrows. With a bang, the hanging ghost in white was knocked back by the sword. Pei Qian tiptoed, loosened the hiking stick and jumped out. The window sill and the boxing frame are together, and it is time to punch. Naturally, we have to use the cavalry formation to clear the way, and then use the god-man beating drum style to determine the outcome. The outcome of life or death depends only on how long I, Pei Qian, can hold on, not on my opponent, because Grandpa Cui It has been said that when a martial artist punches, there is no one in front of him.

It is done in one go and flows smoothly, maybe even for Pei Qian, there is no thought or thought, so it is especially pure.

When he saw the yawning white goose, Cui Dongshan looked around and asked, "What's up, senior sister, you're staying up late at night and going out to see the scenery?"

Pei Qian said angrily: "I'm pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night. Who's to blame if I punch to death?"

Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Punching too fast, faster than the martial artist's thoughts, must be good? Then punch Who is that person?"

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you talking about a hammer?"

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes, "I'll follow you. If you go and complain, you will beat me." Pei Qian said angrily, "You were the one who scared me first!" In the end, the two reconciled and sat on the wall of the courtyard together. , looking at the full moon in the vast world.

Cui Dongshan smiled. He heard that the Sword Qi Great Wall is very interesting now. How dare someone say that in addition to the left and right, there is an extra Chen Ping'an, Wen Qi? The saint lineage, the literary saint but not the literary saint, as for the even more pitiful cultural lineage, is there any incense left?

Cui Dongshan smiled and said to Pei Qian: "Let's take a tour of Upside Down Mountain tomorrow, and then go to the Sword Qi Great Wall the day after tomorrow. Then you can meet the master."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "There are so many good things in Daoxuan Mountain, we are not allowed to buy them. "Some gifts?"

Pei Qian thought it was right and carefully took out the gift from the old Longcheng Aunt Gui from his sleeve.Sachet money bag, start counting money.

Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands and said with a smile: "I have money, you don't need to pay for it."

Pei Qian didn't let go of any copper coins or silver coins. , counting carefully, after all, there is very little fairy money in her current possessions and private money. She is pitiful and does not have many companions, so every time she counts the money, she has to touch them more and talk to them quietly. Son. When she heard Cui Dongshan's words, she didn't even raise her head, shook her head and whispered: "I'm buying a gift for Master, I don't want your fairy money."

Cui Dongshan joked: "The small coins, small pieces of silver and fairy money that have been with you for so long, are you willing to let them leave your sachet? After such a separation, you may never see them again in this life, no Feeling distressed? Not sad?"

Pei Qian picked up a snowflake that he had named in private, held it up high, shook it a few times, and said, "What can I do? These little guys can just leave. I will miss them anyway. I have written down their names one by one in my little account book. Even if they leave, I can still help them find students and disciples. I am so sweet. Nang is a small ancestral hall, don't you know? I only told the master before, not Nuan Shumili. The master even praised me at that time, saying that I was very caring, but you didn't know. So, of course, Master is the most important thing. Master cannot lose it."

Pei Qian put the snowflake away, put the sachet back into his sleeve, and shook his feet, "So I thank God. He gave me a master."

Pei Qian thought for a while, "But if God dares to take the master back..."

At this point, Pei Qian imitated the millet grains. He opened his mouth wide and let out a cry, angrily saying: "I'm so cruel!"

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