Chapter 710: Only repels dragons and snakes but not mosquitoes

In the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall, Liu Shiliu looked up at the three hanging portraits bearing the incense of Luolu Mountain and remained silent.

Chen Nuanshu brought a bamboo incense tube over and raised his hands. Liu Shiliu thanked him, bent down and took out three sticks of incense from the incense tube.

Zhou Mili told the strong man that when he got tired and wanted to rest, he could sit on her chair.

The little girl in black pointed to a seat. There was a palm-sized note on the back of the chair that read "Right Protector, Zhou Mili."

Liu Shiliu nodded.

Chen Nuanshu tugged on Xiao Mili’s sleeve, and then left the ancestral hall together, leaving Liu Shiliu alone.

They walked out of the ancestral hall gate and walked through the outer gate of the Patriarch Hall. Mi Jianxian, who was wearing a simple and elegant green shirt and long gown, and Wei Shanjun, who was wearing a snow-white robe and gold earrings, stood side by side outside the gate, like Zhilan Yushu, in front of the twin courtyard steps.

Mi Yu asked Wei Bo in his heart: "How did you know the identity of the other party? Lord Yin Guan has never mentioned this."

Wei Bo explained that before As Mr. Bai approached the boundary of Beiyue, he took the initiative to register his number with Piyun Mountain and said, "Bai also brought his friend Liu Shiliu to visit Luoluo Mountain." Liu Shiliu claimed to be Chen Ping'an's half-senior brother and wanted to Come here to pay homage to the portrait of Mr.

Mi Yu joked: "Brother Wei is so excited when talking about Bai Ye?"

Wei Bo smiled and said: "Who is not a swordsman who is not a swordsman? "

There are not many people that Wei Bo can admire, including Bai Ye, A Liang who carved on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the Great God of Suishan in Zhongtu.

Mi Yu shook his head, "In my hometown, there isn't much talk about this person."

Of course it's not that he feels that the scholar's reputation is hard to live up to, but Bai Ye The number of times the sword is drawn is really too few, there is nothing to say.

Except for attracting water from the Yellow River Falls with a sword that year, Bai Ye seemed to have no other achievements in the long years that followed.

Until this time, he appeared in Fuyao Continent, which has become the territory of the wild world, and killed a throne demon with three swords.

In fact, between the two sword strikes, the Fire Dragon Master visited the isolated island overseas. After that, Bai Ye quietly traveled far away with his sword, and killed an Ascension Realm from the Middle-earth Divine Continent with one sword. Big demon.

Mi Yu looked inside the gate. The big man who had come from afar, after lighting three incense sticks, was raised above his head. He had not inserted the incense burner for a long time. He was probably mumbling to himself.

Mi Yuting envied Liu Shiliu, who could burn incense and hang up statues as soon as he arrived at Luolu Mountain.

The Yupu Realm Sword Immortal, whose pseudonym is Yu Mi, has been in Luopo Mountain for so long, but he has never offered incense in the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall, but he can’t blame others. It was Mi Yu himself who said that he would wait for Yin Guan The adults returned to their hometown and waited until there were more people on Luopo Mountain before entering "Mi Yu" into the genealogy of the Ancestral Master Hall. As a result, this delay lasted for several years. Mi Yu was really tired of waiting. After all, there were a lot of things to do in Luo Luo Mountain. He would eat melon seeds with Xiao Mi Li, watch the clouds come and go, or go to the mountain god temple.Walking on the white jade railings outside the temple was really boring, so I went to the blacksmith shop by the Longxu River and chatted with Liu Xianyang, who was also a lazy man, and talked about the immortal sect's knowledge and knowledge about the mirror, flowers, water and moon, and thought about the future. I went up to Lord Wei Shan, worshiped Zhou Fei, and the young man in white, and prayed for a good start, so that I could earn some immortal money for Luolu Mountain and replenish the aura of the landscape.

But these are interesting, comfortable, and there are too few opportunities to do serious things.

That Mi Yu really wanted to get to know the embroidered river goddess she knew, and find an opportunity to sneak around and open the golden body with a sword to see how courageous she was.

In his hometown, Miyu had only a handful of opportunities to interact with Shanshui Zhengshen. I never thought that in Aquarius Island, there are temples and gods everywhere.

Mi Yu has long wanted to visit the Fox Country in Qingfeng City. As for the city lord Xu Hun, Mi Yu regarded him as half a comrade, because Xu Hun was said to be a man wallowing in powder. Mi Yu wanted to make sure that he would compete with the Fengleiyuan Yellow River for the Aquarius Continent. City Lord Xu, who is known as the "No. 1 Person in the Upper Five Realms", wears the Haozi armor that was once an heirloom of Liu Xianyang's family. However, it still doesn't fit him after all these years.

As for the Zhengyang Mountain in Aquarius Continent, which is known as "all sword paths lead to the top of the mountain, and there are ten peaks and ten sword immortals", there has just been an old ancestor sword immortal who came out of seclusion. At that time, Mi Yu was taking a nap with Liu Xianyang in the shop by the river. When he heard Liu Xianyang say the words "Old Sword Immortal", Mi Yu was startled. He was thinking about whether he, who was in the Jade Pure Realm of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, would have the opportunity to interact with him. When he changed his life in the Immortal Realm of Aquarius Continent, Liu Xianyang handed him the Shanshui Mansion newspaper, an exclusive congratulatory newspaper on the mountain, with blue background pages with lacquered text.

Mi Yu looked at the Shanshui Di newspaper and saw the beautiful words on it, as if the old guy had not reached the Jade Pure Realm, but the Ascension Realm. Mi Yu was puzzled, how could you be in a little jade realm and have to stay in seclusion for a hundred years? Isn't an important reason why I was revered as the Embroidered Great Sword Immortal in the Great Wall of Swords and won a reputation similar to "The First Person in Jade Pu" because the retreat time was half a year longer than expected?

Mi Yu only felt that his sword was going to be rusty. If Bai Ye and Liu Shiliu hadn't visited this time, Mi Yu would have almost forgotten that his natal flying sword was named Xia Mantian.

Ordinary monks or mountain monsters, such as the black snake who was born in Qidun Mountain like Wei Shanjun, or the big python in Huanghu Mountain, will not feel the time. It has been too long, but who is Mi Yu? He is an embroidered pillow who can sleep drunkenly on the clouds and has no intention of practicing swords on the Great Wall of Swords. When he arrived at Aquarius Continent, especially after he separated from the Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Mi Yu always felt that The Great Wall of Sword Qi is really getting further and further away, let alone any great sword immortal. After all, he doesn't even know where the bottleneck of the Jade Pu Realm is.

In fact, according to Mi Yu's own temperament, if you don't know, you don't know. It doesn't matter whether you become a fairy or not. .

Only when I arrived at Luolu Mountain, I couldThe official was not at the top of the mountain, nor was the chief steward Zhu Lian. Even Zheng Dafeng, who was guarding the gate, had traveled far away. After going back and forth, only warm trees and millet grains were left, as well as some children who had not practiced boxing for a long time, or just some rice. Yu doesn't like dealing with ghosts and ghosts, so Mi Yu inexplicably becomes the temporary backbone of Luo Luo Shan, which makes Mi Yu feel a little weird.

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After all, at the Great Sword Qi Wall in his hometown, Mi Yu had long been accustomed to the presence of so many old sword immortals and great sword immortals. Even if the sky falls, he is not afraid, not to mention that Mi Yu also has an older brother, Mi Hu, a genius swordsman who originally had a chance to become one of the top ten sword immortals on the Great Sword Qi Wall. Miyu is used to being casual and careless about everything, so he misses the years when he was at the summer palace and Chunbanzhai, when the young hermit official told him to do whatever he asked. The key is that every time Miyu did something, what happened afterward There are rewards, big and small.

Mi Yu suddenly said with emotion: "If this continues, I will really eat and wait to die. Sunbathing in the sun and eating melon seeds is really addictive."

It is the most interesting thing to follow Zhou Mili on the mountain patrol twice every morning and evening.

Wei Bo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you planning to go to Old Dragon City to have a look?"

Mi Yu glanced at the sky, shook his head and said, "It was before. I want to go and take a look, but now I really don’t worry about Luopo Mountain. Luopo Mountain is too close to Piyun Mountain, and it is easy to attract those ancient remnants."

Wei Bo nodded and said: "My Beiyue is the only one. A territory that has not been invaded by ancient gods, so be careful."

In the Patriarch Hall, Liu Shiliu closed his eyes and murmured again after offering incense.

Zhou Mili, carrying a golden pole on his shoulders and holding a green bamboo cane, said seriously to Sister Nuanshu: "The mountain master's half-senior brother is so tall and looks very strong. This is still half! What if? One, is that okay?!"

Chen Nuanshu had a bunch of keys hanging around his waist and said helplessly: "One and a half, that's not what it means."

Hei. The little girl in Yi raised her eyebrows and was very happy, "Sister Nuanshu, I was just telling you a joke. You didn't even hear it. It's like I was talking in vain."

Chen Nuanshu smiled. Narrowing his eyes, he touched Xiaomi Li, who was shorter than himself, and said softly: "Mi Li is smarter today than yesterday, and we will continue to work hard tomorrow."

Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, "That's right. Yes, Pei Qian said that being ambitious does not depend on your age, and your cleverness does not depend on your height."

Liu Shiliu left the ancestral hall, crossed the two thresholds, and smiled with Chen Nuanshu: "You can lock the door. "

The girl in the pink skirt nodded and went to close the inner door first. Xiao Mili hesitated for a moment and followed Sister Nuanshu to get down to business first. As for how to entertain the distinguished guest Liu Shiliu, she had to think carefully about it. Think it over carefully.

Liu Shiliu cupped his fists and saluted Mi Yu and Wei Bo.Thanks, "Junior brother has been away from the mountain for many years, and has been taken care of by the Sword Immortal and the Tiger King."

Mi Yu said: "Mr. Liu, you are welcome, I am worshiped by Luoluoshan."

Wei Bo also said: "I am able to become the mountain king of Dali Beiyue, all thanks to A Liang, and I am a good friend with Chen Ping'an. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Small things should be done."

Liu Shi Liu said: "Don't call me husband, I can't afford it. Just call me Jun Qian. Although it's also a pseudonym, I always use this name in the world."

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The backyard of Yang’s drug store was filled with smoke.

Old man Yang put the old cigarette stick on his waist and stood up to greet him.

It was the old scholar and Bai Ye who came together.

Previously, Bai Ye had left the continent and entered the sea, but he was stopped by the persistent old scholar, who insisted on dragging him to sit here.

Bai Ye remembered Yuan Bao's fate at Chunmingmen in his homeland in his last years, so he did not refuse the old scholar's invitation.

If we say that Chen Chun'an from Nanbosu Island is the only one who has the word "pure Confucianism".

Then Bai Ye is the only one who monopolizes the term "immortal".

Excellent in swordsmanship, superb in grass and grass, he was already invincible in poetry, but those words and tunes were spread, which shocked later generations. They always felt that it was a fake work, but they did not dare to So sure that it became an unsolved case.

In the end, there was only one explanation. Immortals can’t do anything.

When the old scholar arrived at the yard, he immediately made fists with both hands, raised them high, shook them vigorously, and said with a bright smile, "Until today, I was lucky enough to meet Qingtong Tianjun. My life was in vain, and my death was not in vain." ."

Old man Yang gave a rare smile and said: "Mr. Wen Sheng, his style is still the same as before."

The monks in the Fourteenth Realm are very particular about being in harmony with the world. It’s not as simple as just seeking bigness.

The former literary sage in front of him, what really makes Old Man Yang take a high look is that the other party's places of cooperation are Nanposuo Continent, Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent.

Rather than stable places such as the Middle-earth Divine Continent, Aai Ai Continent, and Liuxia Continent.

Now that the two continents have fallen, the old scholar in front of him is not easy now.

Bai Ye just nodded to Old Man Yang.

Old man Yang did not exchange polite greetings with Bai Ye.

But the old scholar had no intention of letting Bai Ye go. He fished out a long-collected ruler slip from his sleeve, handed it to Old Man Yang, and said with a smile: "This is the "Last Year of Yuanbao" post, also known as "Deyi Fa Tie" is an authentic work. There is no reason to come to our house without bringing a gift. The gift is not too light, but the affection is more important."

Old man Yang spread out most of the Yuanbao in his late years. When I was drunk, I fell asleep at the Chunming Gate. I dreamed of traveling in the stars with the young boy Tianjun on a boat. When I woke up from the drunkenness, I woke up from the dream. I wrote this poem whenever I felt like it.

Old man Yang rolled up this calligraphy copybook and put it in his sleeve.

It was originally a needless meeting between Bai Ye and Old Man Yang.Worry.

As a result, after such a torment for the old scholar, there was no leftover leftover.

I never thought that the old scholar would brag shamelessly, "Qingtong Tianjun might as well spread it out and take a look. This copybook is wonderful at the back. In addition to Cui Chan's embroidered tiger monogram, there is also Xiao Qi's 'spring breeze'" "Book collection seal", and the slightly abrupt word "Jun Qian", and finally the seal of "look around, understanding is not far away""

Old man Yang did not take out the copybook again, and he understood it.

Old man Yang said: "After the sage created calligraphy, except for eight people, there are other pioneers. In addition, there is no way of calligraphy in the world, and there is no master. The last among the last."

Obviously

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The old man does not recognize that calligraphers can be among the top nine, and even feels that calligraphers are not qualified to be among them. Hundreds of schools of thought.

The old scholar is famous for being able to answer any words and come up with a perfect answer. He nodded vigorously and said: "This is not nice to hear, but it is the truth. Cui Chan had such a sentiment in his early years. , I feel that the so-called masters of calligraphy in the world are just ghosts and ghosts. Zu, the relationship with the old scholar is not bad. Cui Han's wealth of money did not come out of thin air. It was brought by the old scholar who took Cui Han around the world in his early years and beat the autumn wind all the way. No matter how good the worldly inscriptions are, they are separated from the original work and divine intention by a layer of window paper. Cui Chan, however, was able to see with his own eyes the handwriting of those calligrapher ancestors with the help of the old scholar.

Brother, please give me a few more copybooks. Take advantage of this drunkenness to write more. Just write whatever comes to mind. The copybooks are written on paper. The more approachable the content, the more lovable it is. I bought a few kilograms of oranges. Ah, how many meals have I had today? It was windy and rainy, so I took the opportunity to go to the balcony. The bamboo shoots are burning a bit bitter today, but I can’t write hard enough, so I just said that I met you today. My old friend is kind. , I gave you a basket of pears, which made you burst into tears...

You must enshrine it as a family heirloom. Brother, what’s that look in your eyes? I’m the kind of person who sells money as soon as I go out. ? Brother, would you make such a friend?

I write and you write, we are a perfect match. All we need is a business boss who can help engrave and sell books. Otherwise, if the three of us work together, we will definitely be invincible.

As for the so-called founders of Qingtong Tianjun, Bai also has a rough number. They are Taishi Zhou in big seal script, Li Tonggu in small seal script, Yuan Cen in official script, Ji Ji in Zhang Cao Shi, Chun Hua in modern script, Zhang Huai in Kuang script, and regular script. Wang Zhong, Xiaokai Zhongyao. Among them, only Cui Chan "didn't do his job" and was just casual. His cursive script is the most famous. In fact, Cui Chan's small regular script is extremely superb. The scriptures he copied are the treasures of many Buddhist temples in China.

The old scholar turned around and sat on the bench in the corridor under the eaves, stretched out his hand and patted the bench, "Sturdy."

Old man Yang asked: "This is where the literary saint When you come here this time, besides asking me to transfer the copybook to Luo Luoshan and stamp it with more seals, what else do you want to do?"

Lao Xiu?Then he replied: "I have nothing else to do, I just want to say thank you to my seniors."

Of course Old Man Yang didn't believe it.

The old scholar is not in a hurry to slap himself in the face. He looks to the left and to the right.

Probably Xiao Qi and Xiao Ping An sat here in their early years. The teacher is not around, so when the students sit alone, they cannot rest and feel at ease, and it will still be more difficult.

The three of them looked up almost at the same time.

A huge hole appeared in the sky of Aquarius Continent, and the golden god slowly poked his head out. Thousands of miles away from the sky, countless golden lightnings intertwined like a net. As far as it could see, It seems to have landed in the Piyun Mountain area of ​​Beiyue.

The old scholar stamped his feet and said: "Brother Bai, Brother Bai, provocation, this guy is definitely provoking you! Do you need me to shout for you, 'Bai is here'?"

Bai Ye said calmly: "Liu Shiliu is here."

The old scholar stood up and rubbed his hands and said: "A stupid big guy with bare hands will suffer a lot. It's not as good as Brother Bai having a fairy sword..."

Just in the words of the old scholar.

A burly figure that was originally on Jise Peak of Luolu Mountain was first sent to a secluded edge area on the border of Beiyue by Tiger Wei Bo, and then within a hundred miles, there was no one like that. With great momentum, his figure then straightened up and soared into the sky.

Wei Bo wiped the sweat from his forehead. He just sent the guy who called himself "Jun Qian" to the border line of the jurisdiction. Is it so hard?

I am no longer the landowner of Qidun Mountain, but the great tiger of Beiyue in a continent. With so much effort, is Liu Shiliu's "Tao" too heavy-handed?

The figure turned into a rainbow light, soared into the sky, and soared to the highest point of the sky.

Because the ancient god is in the sky and far away from the ground, it has not been overwhelmed by the great road. It is a behemoth that is worthy of being suspended in the sky like a great mountain.

The old scholar laughed and scolded: "This silly big guy always suffers losses in fights. He is far worse than his junior brother. But his momentum of going forward is still very sufficient."

In the sky of Aquarius Continent, the remnant of the Shinto who was as big as a mountain was only knocked away by a figure as big as a mustard seed. That extremely small figure kept punching at the towering god. For a while, There was a loud thunder in the sky, and finally the uninvited guest, together with his palms, arms and head, instantly shattered.

Countless golden raindrops splashed down from the sky nearly half of the continent. Before they could fall on the human world, most of the golden body fragments had already disappeared, melting into the world, and then seemed to be in the dark. As if pulled by the great road, the remaining golden rain almost fell on the land thousands of miles around Piyun Mountain. But when it landed and merged into the mountains and rivers, the golden light flashed away, leaving many landscape gods and immortal caves dumbfounded. Could it be that he was intercepted by Wei Dashanjun? Some Taoist masters immediately looked at the mountains and rivers, and then looked at Piyun Mountain. It seemed that the aura of the mountains and rivers had not increased much, which was strange.

On the steps of Qilong Lane,A smiling woman shook her golden sleeves, but the vision suddenly disappeared.

The old scholar said: "Senior, please help me lead the way."

Old Yang nodded.

Liu Shiliu's mind moved slightly, and he fell sharply. Then after approaching the earth, he suddenly shrank thousands of miles away from the mountains and rivers, and arrived at the backyard of the small town's medicine shop.

Seeing the old scholar who was already standing on the bench, Liu Shiliu's eyes turned red all of a sudden. Fortunately, he had cried in the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall before, otherwise, at this moment, Even more embarrassing.

The old scholar stood on the stool, stroking his beard and smiling.

Liu Shiliu walked quickly with tears in his eyes, bowed his head and said loudly: "Jun Qian greets you, sir!"

Among the four students in the past, Cui Chan was reserved and sharp. , Qi Jingchun is the most worthy of the true biography of the literary sage, Liu Shiliu is the dullest, but also the most temperamental.

The old scholar patted the burly man on the shoulder, jumped off the bench, twisted his beard, nodded, and said with a smile: "He is indeed Brother Bai Ye's good brother, my good disciple, what a good person." It repels dragons and snakes but not mosquitoes!”

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