A foreign scholar named Chen Zhuoliu sent a Feijian letter from Changchun Palace to Luopo Mountain. After visiting Dali Capital City, he walked all the way south and slowly visited the small town of Qilong Lane. shop, I met the shopkeeper Shi Rou, a boy named Ah Ma. When he was weighing his money bag to choose pastries, Jia Sheng, the shopkeeper of the Caotou shop next door, came to visit again. Now the Taoist robe on the old immortal is better than before. It's much more simple. After all, now that the realm is high, everything about the robe is just an external possession. I pay too much attention to it and fall behind. Chen Zhuoliu glanced at the old Taoist priest and smiled. Jia Sheng noticed the other person's gaze and nodded while stroking his beard.
After Chen Zhuoliu left the New Year's Eve shop, he went to Yang's shop. He was a little regretful that he could not see Old Man Yang. If he had known that he would have come here to talk about old calendars.
Chen Lingjun hurriedly coaxed Yufeng to come. He had received a secret message from Feijian earlier. The good brother said that he would arrive in the town on time today and the two parties would meet at the Qilong Lane shop. Chen Lingjun came down the mountain an hour early, with three sword talismans hanging on his waist. Before going down the mountain, he borrowed one from Xiao Mili and Sha Nuanshu so that he could give his own to Chen Zhuoliu. Borrow it? What can I borrow? It’s not lavish at all. When we arrived at the New Year's Eve shop, we waited for almost an hour and couldn't do anything but eat melon seeds. I was bored. Chen Lingjun teased the withdrawn little Ah Ma, saying that it was too hard to learn how to punch and move. I'll teach you a master. There is a brilliant boxing technique that is not easily spread, called Centipede Jumping. It would be perfect to practice this boxing in the Dragon Riding Alley outside this gate.
But the boy just stood on the bench behind the counter, flipping through the book and ignoring the kid in Tsing Yi.
Chen Lingjun put his hands behind his back and went to the shop next door to chat with his old friend Jia Sheng. He patted his chest and said that he wanted Brother Jia to meet a new friend. However, when the appointment time came, another stick of incense passed. Chen Lingjun squatted at the door of the shop, still waiting to see Chen Zhuoliu, so he ran back to the New Year's shop and asked Shi Rou if there was a scholar carrying a bookcase today. Shi Rou said yes. He bought cakes in the shop an hour ago, and then left. . Chen Lingjun stamped his feet, used his blinding technique, and flew into the air against the wind, overlooking the earth above the town, but he still could not see the familiar figure of his friend. What's weird, could it be that I was just rushing to Yufeng and didn't look more into the mountains, so both parties just missed it. In fact, one came out of the mountain and the other entered the mountain? Chen Lingjun hurried to Luolu Mountain again, but after asking Xiaomili, he didn't seem to see Chen Zhuoliu. Chen Lingjun squatted on the ground, held his head in his hands, and sighed, wondering what the fuss was about.
In fact, Chen Zhuoliu was currently in Huanghu Mountain, sitting outside his thatched hut basking in the sun.
The man who slays the dragon when he reaches the water's edge does not slay the dragon, just like the fisherman who goes to the water's edge but does not cast his net, and the woodcutter who goes into the forest but does not chop wood.
No problem.
As long as you wait patiently, something weirder will happen next. Chen Zhuoliu must not miss it again this time. It is a feat that has never been seen in ten thousand years.
Now that Old Man Yang is no longer in the town and has escaped from the prison of painting for ten thousand years, then the only person in Longzhou now is Chen ZhuoLiu Yiren noticed this clue, but Wei Bo, the mountain lord of Piyun Mountain, couldn't do it. Not only was Beiyue Mountain Lord's realm insufficient, but even he, "Chen Zhuoliu", had lived in seclusion here for many years and followed the With these clues, coupled with the involvement of the cause and effect of dragon slaying, and the art of mental arithmetic and evolution, he was able to deduce the subtle signs of this accident.
He was just a little curious, did the embroidered tiger know about this?
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In the wild world, outside a thatched hut on the top of a hundred thousand mountains, the old blind man has a stooped figure, facing the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers that he alone has monopolized.
Back then, he once cut out two eyeballs with his own hands and threw one into the world of Haoran and the other to the world of Qingming.
The mountains and rivers "in front of you" are thousands of miles away, but there is no one there. So clean, so clean.
An old dog was lying on the ground at the door. He raised his head slightly and looked at the old guy standing on the edge of the cliff. If he didn't fall down, he would just fall to his death. This kind of small disappointment happens to him every day.
The old blind man asked: "Do you know why A Liang left the Sword Qi Great Wall when he was carving words, but did not return home?"
The dignified old dog in the ascended realm was shaking Shaking his head, "I don't know."
The old blind man cursed: "What a dog's brain!"
The old dog was not aggrieved at all, but he just wanted to say otherwise, right? What else could it be? Old blind man, you really like to tell lies. If we could exchange realms, haha.
After A Liang left Xuanxuan Mountain, he went directly to Lizhu Cave Heaven, and then ascended to Bai Yujing in Qingming World. In Tianwai Tian, he killed the Huali Demon while wrestling with Tao Lao Er.
After reaching the Fourteenth Level of Sword Cultivator, he still did not go to the Middle Earth Divine Continent where his hometown is. Instead, he returned directly to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and then suppressed it under Tuoyue Mountain. Two One of the ancient ascension platforms, three sword cultivators asked the sword Tuo Yue Mountain to cut off the road that was expected to reopen the connection between heaven and man. The so-called connection between heaven and earth, in the final analysis, is to allow future generations of Taoists to go to that platform. A broken heaven filled with thousands of gods in the past. No one can refine that ruins, and even the founders of the three religions can only impose restrictions on it.
The old blind man reached out and grabbed one of his shriveled cheeks, "As far as Ariana's virtue is concerned, if you don't break the situation, why don't you go to your old friend in your hometown... and pretend to brag? That guy can't say anything.' The sword cultivator of the Fourteenth Realm is nothing special, he will definitely say so. Just stick your butt out and you will know what he has eaten."
The watchdog nodded and said suddenly: "I know. Alas, A Liang has lost his family and lost his dog. Scholars are all like this anyway. In fact, our world is not the same in other places. If there is anyone in the world who can become a sword cultivator, he will be among the fourteenth. In this state, the remnants of the ancient gods from all over the world, no matter which camps they are divided into in history, are very likely to rush into the world. No wonder the old scholar does not want his disciples to enter this state, not to mention it is too dangerous, and it will be. It makes sense that she got into a big disaster. That little girl with braided pigtails had reached the Fourteenth Realm.This is also a way to put the blame on Haoran Tianxia. "
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The old blind man sneered: "It's not a pig's brain. "
The old dog has no choice but to scold you. You, old blind man, will only bully a loyal dog of your own.
Old blind man, you said you were guarding the Fourteenth Realm to eat. When it comes to food, go and have a good fight with the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain. If you win, the entire wild world will be your territory. Otherwise, go to the Middle-earth Confucian Temple to cause trouble. I will definitely help you conquer the Hundred Thousand Mountains. You should take good care of your family business.
Why are the great ancestors of Tuo Yueshan and Wen Hai Zhou willing to let Xiao Xun, a guy like me, leave me alone, a guy who even Chen Qing can't control? Taking up the position of Yin Guan, in the Hall of Heroes, in the Fourteenth Realm of Hedao? It turns out that besides giving the barbaric world more top-notch combat power, the old dog had a severe headache when he thought about all these twists and turns. I immediately felt that the old blind man was actually quite kind. If he really slipped and fell off the cliff, he would be half dead.
The old blind man turned his head and glanced at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, then glanced at Tuoyue. Shan, when I think about the current advancement route in the wild world, I always feel that something is wrong.
Whether or not a great monk in the Fourteenth Realm has a pair of eyes is really not a big deal. . But some young people, the old blind man, still appreciates them in his heart, but there are too few of them, and the end of each of them seems to be bad.
The old blind man is a little sad for the first time. , “It’s time to accept a direct disciple who is pleasing to the eye.
The old dog said tremblingly: "Don't be that Mr. Yinguan. That guy looked at me in a wrong way. What was he looking at? It was like staring at a plate of food." "
The more he talked, the angrier he became. The old dog raised his head, stretched out a paw, and lightly scratched the ground, only leaving some traces. Apparently he did not dare to make too much noise, and his words His tone was extremely angry, "If there weren't so many things going on at home and I couldn't get away, I would have gone to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and chopped him half to death. There are no flying swords, but I don't know how to do swordsmanship. "
The old blind man sneered: "The Dragon Lord can't kill him, why do you? Chop off the meat and serve it with wine and food, and kill our hidden official?
The old dog crawled to the ground again and sighed: "That thief-minded old deaf boy didn't even know that he came here to worship the mountain first, so he took a detour south. It's outrageous. Master, just forget it." ? "
The old blind man appeared next to the old dog without any warning. He raised his foot and stepped heavily on its back. A series of crunching sounds were like firecrackers exploding. He rubbed his chin with one hand, " Sneak away to Aquarius Island in Haoran Tianxia, help me find a young man named Li Huai, and then bring him back. Once it's done, your freedom will be restored, and you can roam around the wild world as you please. "
The old dog started to pretend to be dead.
Compared with being free, of course it is more important to save his life. Now he is running to the vast world, especially the Aquarius Continent, where dog meat is If you don’t come to the table, you will definitely be raped by that embroidered tiger.Stewed thoroughly.
The old blind man kicked the old dog away and said to himself: "Do you really want me to go to Aquarius Continent in person? Is there anyone who is so willing to recruit disciples?"
< p>————Feiran was left at Taoye Ferry by Zhou Mi.
At the time of parting, Zhou Mi seemed to be seriously injured, which could actually make a person at the top of the Fourteenth Realm turn slightly pale.
At that time, Zhou Mi had the extremely sharp sword energy and the remnants of thunder method spirit, plus a lingering weird fist power.
After Fei Ran casually threw away the book collection seal, he went back to the military tent first. For some reason, Jiazi tent clog, or Zhou Mi’s close disciple Zhou Qinggao, was already waiting there. He said Next, he and Feiran will travel to Tongyezhou, and then go to the Luhua Island Creation Cave. Feiran actually admires this young man, but he just doesn’t like this bad feeling of pulling strings and running into obstacles everywhere. But now that Zhou Qinggao is here , it must be a careful instruction. As for what Feiran himself thinks, it is no longer important.
Feiran only asked one question, what will happen to the mirage city of Daquan Dynasty.
Zhou Qinggao replied with a smile, still the same.
Feiran took Zhou Qinggao back to Zhaoping Peak, and then headed south together. Feiran landed in an abandoned city on earth, and walked together on a stone arch bridge with lush vegetation.
Fei Ran, who was wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword on his back, stopped and stood on the top of the stone bridge and asked: "Since we have chosen to go all-in, why should we divide our troops into two groups: East Aquarius Continent and Nan Posuo Continent? , it is not difficult to capture one of the continents. According to the current style of play, it is no longer a battle, but a broken pot. Fuyao Continent and Jinjia Continent do not make up for the follow-up troops, and they all rush to Aquarius Continent and Posuo. Continent, what does this mean? No one in the major military camps has any objections. As long as we occupy one of the continents, no matter which one, we will capture Aoping Continent, then we will attack Beiju Luzhou and South Posuo Continent. If Jinjiazhou is used as a big ferry and we continue to go north to attack Liuxiazhou, then this battle can continue and it will last for another few decades or a hundred years. Our chances of winning are not small."
Especially. It is Aquarius Continent, with the capital of Da Li as the dividing line between the north and the south of the continent. In the entire southern coastal area, demon clans are emerging crazily and emerging from the sea.
Zhou Qinggao said: "I also had this doubt before, but Mr. never answered it."
Feiran stretched out his hand to wipe the jade-white bridge railing, his palms were full of dust, he was silent for a moment, and then asked Said: "Grand Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, what do you think?"
Zhou Qinggao thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I didn't dare to ask sir about this."
Fei Ran Finally, he asked: "Why don't you follow your husband?"
Zhou Qinggao still shook his head, "Sir, the students will follow the instructions. If you shouldn't ask, just don't ask, and if you shouldn't think... Just try to think as little as possible."
Fei Ran turned around, leaned against the bridge railing, leaned back, and looked at the sky.
Empty sky, empty heart.
FeiranAfter I became a monk, I got used to thinking of myself as a mountain person, but I still kept my hometown and the vast world very separate. Therefore, whether it is advising for the military camp or using a sword to kill people on the battlefield of Qi Great Wall, there is no ambiguity about Feiran. It's just that outside the battlefield, for example, in Tongyezhou, Feiran is very different from Yusi and Tan, even with Zhou Qinggao who is also fascinated by the knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought next to him, the two sides are still different.
Zhou Qinggao smiled and said: "I don't drink, so I won't bring any wine with me. Otherwise, I can make an exception and have a drink with brother Feiran."
Feiran shook his head, "Forget it. I can’t drink wine.”
If life is an arch bridge paved with years, months and days as bricks and stones. Then the ordinary masters in the market at the foot of the mountain would have almost reached the highest point of the arch bridge in their 30s, or at most 40s. Walking among them, you can look back on the bridge, but there is no way back. So when I was young, I was anxious to grow up. Growing up, I was afraid of old age. Qi practitioners who practice mountain climbing do not seem to be in this situation. In fact, once the monk's soul becomes decayed and his situation becomes hopeless, he will only suffer more than the monks on the mountain.
Feiran suddenly laughed, "Our hidden official, named Chen Ping'an, seems to be the most upset. Thinking about it, I feel much better."
Feiran took out two bottles of wine, threw one to Zhou Qinggao, and asked abruptly: "There is nothing to see in Tongyezhou. Why don't we skip the Creation Cave and go directly to the Sword Qi Great Wall to visit Master Yinguan?" ”
Zhou Qinggao hesitated.
Fei Ran patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "Chen Ping'an ignored you when we passed by the Great Wall of Sword Qi before. Now it's almost finalized. You two will definitely have something to talk about. As long as we are familiar with each other, you will You will know that he is talkative more than anyone else."
Zhou Qinggao nodded, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile, "Then give it a try, provided you guarantee that I won't be beaten to death. "
Fei Ran smiled and said: "That's easy to say."
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On the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall, there was a military monk from the Dragon Gate realm. , panting, the hand holding the knife trembling slightly.
Before boarding the city, we made an appointment with the famous Lord Yin Guan. The two sides were just going to compete on swordsmanship and boxing. There was no need to compete for life and death. If it lost, it would be a wasted trip. At the northernmost point of Barbarian World, after we got off the city wall, we immediately headed back home. The Yinguan Lord gave him a thumbs up and used some more authentic Barbarian World elegance to praise him for his meticulous workmanship and long-lost heroic spirit. So no problem at all.
So this fight was very lively. In fact, it was this military monk who was chopping on the city wall alone, while the young hermit officer in the bright red robe was He would let it slash at him, occasionally slashing with the narrow knife hidden in the sheath, and then lift the scabbard casually to block one or two. Otherwise, he would appear to be insincere in hospitality and easily make his opponent feel discouraged prematurely. In order to take care of this hero's mood, ChenPing An also deliberately used the lightning technique in his palm, so that every time the scabbard and the blade collided, bursts of snow-white lightning would bloom like a white snake swimming around.
At this time, he leaned on the ground with his narrow knife and looked at the guy who put away the knife and stopped. Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Are you tired of cutting? How about I do it instead?"
Then A demon monk immediately raised his chest and said with a heroic voice: "Not tired, not tired, not tired at all! Please allow me to slow down, why are you in a hurry."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You This guest came to the door uninvited. Shouldn't he call you Lord Yinguan? "
It shouted without hesitation: "Sir Yinguan."
He also added, "Well-deserved reputation, good boxing skills!"
Chen Ping'an suddenly looked around in confusion, but for a moment he calmed down and waved to it, "Go back."
It's not really stupid, "Won't you kill me?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "This is the first time in your life that you have climbed to the top of the city, and you have never been to a battlefield. I don’t even have a chance to get close to you. What can I do to kill you?”
After he put away his knife, he cupped his fist and said, “It’s a little inferior, Lord Yin Guan is really good at it.”
Chen. Ping An held the hilt of the knife with one hand and rubbed the center of his brow with the other. He squinted at the guest who spoke quite modestly and looked sincere. "When I go back to my hometown, I will say that I defeated Yin Guan. If anyone asks me, I will help." You reconcile it and admit it."
It was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice: "This is not good."
Chen Ping'an grabbed it and chopped it off. It saw that the opportunity was not good. , immediately fled away from the wind. After the "big demon" who couldn't quite figure it out left, Chen Pingan raised his head and found that it had snowed heavily for no reason and without any warning.
The wind, snow and floating clouds cover my eyes.
Before today, I would still have doubts.
I wonder if I will have the opportunity to revisit my old place and have a bowl of eel noodles that I missed that year.
I wonder if there will be a chance to return to my hometown and have another meal of fried pork with winter bamboo shoots that I will never tire of. Will the wine bowl on the table be replaced by a wine glass?
Will you be dragged to have a hot pot meal in the summer? Will there be some old man who deceives himself, saying that one thing is better than another, and that drinking alcohol can relieve the spicy food, which almost makes him cry.
Over the years, after getting the landscape travel journal, I have been waiting hard for this day to arrive, but I also seem to be worried about it.
In an instant, the heaven and earth were in chaos, so much so that the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi shook. Chen Pingan tried his best to steady his mind.
The landscape is upside down.
A Confucian scholar in blue shirt stood on the top of the city and turned to look at the young man, "You can go back."
Chen Pingan took out the white jade hairpin and pinned it to his hair. Between buns.
Stepping to the top of the city, he squatted down and said, "Can you let me have a meal and a bottle of wine first, and then I can make a decision after I'm full?"
Cui Han nodded, "The big things are over, they are all small things."
ChenPing An sat down on the top of the city and fell back. He said he wanted to eat and drink enough, but he didn't eat or drink. He just lay on the ground, staring at the night and snow with his eyes wide open. "It's easy to wait, but it's almost impossible to make it through."
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