Chapter 759: Passing the Sword, Taking the Sword and Asking the Sword

The small Taoist temple is called Huanghua Temple, located in the westernmost part of Mirage City. Yao Xianzhi took Chen Ping'an around for a while, and finally was able to enter Huanghua Temple with a Fu Yin seal. The small Taoist temple was rebuilt from a temple. From the founding emperor of Daquan, all emperors of the past dynasties have highly praised Taoism. Although they did not reject Buddhism, it was just that the emperors, generals, ministers, and dignitaries had little interest in Buddhism. This made it difficult to build large and small temples from the capital to the local areas. , often also make wedding clothes for Taoists. The Tiangong Temple built by the imperial family of the previous dynasty outside the capital is an exception. The ancient temple is much older than the Daquan Liu family. On the way here, Chen Ping'an heard from Yao Xianzhi that the old Duke Shen was now the biggest pilgrim in Tiangong Temple.

Yao Xianzhi opened the door, probably because the small Taoist temple could not afford to cultivate the Lingguan Hall. There were two statues of Lingguan posted on the gate of the Taoist temple. Yao Lingzhi made a creaking sound after pushing the door, and the two of them After crossing the threshold, the governor of the capital closed the door in person, turned around and said casually: "In addition to Liu Mao, the Taoist named Longzhou Taoist, there are only two little Taoist boys in the temple who sweep the floor and cook. Both children were orphans and innocent. He was born and had no qualifications for Taoism. Liu Mao taught him the Taoist secrets, but he still couldn't practice them. It was a pity. He did his breathing exercises on weekdays, but it was just a joke after all. It’s not all bad.”

Chen Ping’an nodded, a third prince who was able to manipulate Jinhuang Mansion and Songzhen Lake in the Northern Jin Dynasty, and a vassal king who successfully helped his brother ascend to the throne, even if he changes his mind. If you go to practice Taoism, you will probably light a lamp and use more fuel.

Chen Pingan said for no reason: "I took the Xianjia ferry earlier and found that the Rulu Temple in the Northern Jin Dynasty seemed to have some incense again."

Yao Xianzhi gradually got used to Chen My husband's jumping thoughts are often like this. The previous sentence was still talking about the battlefield and battle losses of the Daquan frontier army before they retreated to Gyeonggi Province. He drew several curves on the stone table, and soon turned to ask about the remnants of the Xu family in Cao Mu'an. Now What's the situation like in Big Spring.

Yao Xianzhi asked: "Is it the ancient temple in the Northern Jin Dynasty with the lotus terrace? The young emperor of the Northern Jin Dynasty believed in Buddhism, so Buddhism has prospered in these years, and many temples were built by decree. If you go to the temple, it is a thousand-year-old temple, because It has been abandoned for too long, but it has been relatively well preserved. Now it is considered a major temple in the Northern Jin Dynasty. In the past few years, several eminent monks have been ordered to live in Rulu Temple, and the incense suddenly became better." p>

"That's called Stop Xi."

Chen Ping'an first corrected Yao Xianzhi's statement with a smile, and then asked: "Have you ever heard of a young-looking monk, but his real age He must have traveled far from the north and traveled south. He has exquisite Buddhist teachings and may have some connection with the Niutou lineage. He may not necessarily live in Xibei Jin Dynasty, but he may also live in Daquan or Southern Qi Dynasty."

Yao Xianzhi thought. Thinking about it, he shook his head and said with a smile: "I haven't heard of it anyway. The famous monks in the Northern Jin Dynasty and Southern Qi Dynasty seem to be older. Again, you have to ask Lingzhi and Liu Chongfeng. I have no idea about the Niutou lineage of Buddhism. I don’t know about Dharma at all. Mr. Chen still understands this? What a coincidence, our Emperor is also very proficient in Buddhism, I am sure.Some chat. "

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I want to ask Liu Chongfeng if I have the chance. ”

When Chen Ping’an visited Tongyezhou for the first time, before accidentally entering the blessed land of lotus root, he once passed by Guoru Temple of the Northern Jin Dynasty, and it was there that he met the little lotus figure.

At that time, Chen Ping'an didn't know. After much thought, I later worked as an accountant at Shujian Lake and went on a long trip. I met a white-robed monk sitting in a cave on a rock cliff in the Mei Glaze Kingdom. The little monster he saw in the mountains was actually involved in a fate.

Chen Pingan consulted the monks about Buddhism. The monks in Aquarius Island not only helped with guidance, but also mentioned it. He heard the saying "Tongyezhou is unique in the Niutou lineage", so after that, Chen Pingan deliberately learned about Niutou Zen. He only had a partial understanding of it, but Chen Pingan benefited a lot from the monk's two explanations about the word barrier. .

A young Taoist walked out of the pure practice room, wearing a traveling crown, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and walking on cloud shoes. He just glanced at Yao Xianzhi and stopped looking at him. The man in green shirt and long coat seemed to have finally recognized his identity after a while. He smiled with relief, threw down his fly whisk, and slapped his head, "I pay my respects to Chen Jianxian, Lord Fu Yin. "

Chen Pingan returned the gift and said, "I have met Taoist Longzhou. ”

Yao Xianzhi was too lazy to return the favor and held back his laughter. The two of them didn’t start fighting when they met each other. It was really a sign of cultivation of mind and character. Both parties are worthy of being cultivators.

Yao Xianzhi’s thoughts He was about to take off the wine gourd from his waist and prepare to drink and watch the excitement, but Chen Pingan patted his arm and said, "I'll drink later when I get into the house." "

Yao Xianzhi didn't know what was going on, so he still put down the flask.

After hearing this, Liu Mao, a Taoist named Longzhou Taoist, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Chen Jianxian, why are you so aggressive? "

Yao Xianzhi was stunned for a long time, but he didn't turn around. What's this all about? After Mr. Chen entered the Taoist temple, his words and deeds were very kind. Why did Liu Mao ask this?

Taoist Liu Mao really didn’t take seriously the governor of the capital who could only act on his own ideas. No matter he was the former vassal king or the current owner of Huanghua Temple, facing this officialdom young official It's enough for Yao Xianzhi to be the head of the Taoist sect. The two sides really have nothing to talk about. Yao Xianzhi doesn't understand what he is saying about Dharma and practice. It is just talking about things in the temple. It is not allowed to happen, and it is too taboo. .

As for the reason why she has been able to practice Taoism here for many years, it is certainly not Yao Jin's nostalgia, soft-heartedness, and benevolence as a woman, but the situation in the court is not what she wants. , taking refuge in the fifth seat of Tianxia, ​​there is actually nothing that can be criticized. To be honest, the reason why the Daquan Dynasty was able to fight and retreat was because of several consecutive battles, several elite side cavalry forces from the north and south, and various locals.The garrison suffered staggering losses in the battle, but their morale remained intact. In the end, they managed to hold on to Mirage City and the capital, relying on the rich wealth that the Liu family of Daquan had accumulated over the two hundred years since they founded the country.

Of course, it was also because of the ancestral support of the Liu family that the vassal king Liu Cong, who had served in supervising the country, was bedridden. Liu Mao was living under the fence, guarding a small Taoist temple, and he was relatively stable. During the New Year and festivals, the green words and green seals of Huanghuaguan, the handwritten letters of the three officials, and the talismans will all be sent to the Mirage City Palace on time and in fixed quantities. It is said that some nostalgic old officials from the former dynasty could not help but shed tears whenever they saw those handwritten talismans. It is said that there are also some arrogant old people who got drunk with their old friends and said that they would live one more year just to see the talismans for one more year.

This is the truth that Confucian sages have always said sincerely, saying that things will go smoothly.

In this world, even the rootless duckweed-like wild cultivator in Shanze will try his best to seek a good reputation. Who else can really stay out of it?

These gossips were all revealed by Shen Guogong during a casual chat with Liu Mao in the main room today.

Chen Pingan joked: "Today's Huanghuaguan Longzhou Taoist used the same principle to slap His Highness the Third Prince of Hu'er Town in the face."

Liu Mao was silent. After a moment, he nodded and said: "On the way to practice, if you don't give way to others at all, you will either be caught up by the people behind you and cause a conflict, or you will bump into the people in front of you. Misunderstandings will happen, and the result will be the worst. In this way, it is true that Not beautiful."

Chen Ping'an clicked his tongue and said: "The master of the temple has indeed succeeded in cultivating his mind. After twenty years of hard work in cultivating the Taoism, he has become not only the master of the temple, but also a real person on earth in the middle five realms. The state of mind is also different from the past. The two realms of Taoism and mind are in harmony, which is gratifying. My visit today is not in vain. The winding road of five or six miles at night is not easy to walk."

Liu Mao laughed it off. , extremely well-educated.

A little Taoist boy opened the door in a daze, rubbed his eyes, feeling sleepy, and asked: "Master, are there guests in the middle of the night? Has the sun come out in the west? Do you need me to boil water to make tea? ?"

Liu Mao nodded and said with a smile, "It's okay, Master will entertain the guests himself. Don't forget Zi Shi Tu Na's homework."

Xiao Daotong saw the two guests. , hurry up and salute. The Taoist temple was strange today, two groups of guests came. But before the two were older, now the two are younger.

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

For no reason, I thought of Zeng Ye, a young man who lived next door to the accountant on Qingxia Island.

The little Taoist boy hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Master, one hour is too long. Can you only breathe for half an hour?"

Liu Mao shook his head and smiled: " No, although cultivating the Tao does not rely on rigid skills, if you are not willing to work hard, you can't even talk about cultivating the Tao. There is a difference between the sequence and the sequence. Please understand this principle. "

The little Taoist boy said, "If it weren't for tonight." When guests come to the house, the child still has to fight with the master. Since there are outsiders present, it is better to give the master some face.

Liu Mao pushed himself awayAt the door of that wing, Chen Ping'an and Yao Xianzhi stepped across the threshold one after another, and Liu Mao finally stepped into it.

Chen Pingan looked at the room. There was a row of bookshelves against the wall, a flower table in the corner, and a small pot of calamus.

A desk and an old chair. In addition to the closed Huangting Sutra on the table, there is also an open volume of Lingfei Sutra. Liu Mao must have been copying the book before, and the ink on the paper has not yet completely dried.

Liu Mao apologized: "The Taoist temple is small and there are few guests, so there is only one chair."

He glanced at Yao Xianzhi and said, "Chen Jianxian and Pindao are both practitioners. , Mr. Fu Yin is the only official in the room, so you don’t need to be too formal, just sit and drink.”

Yao Xianzhi always felt that this guy was swearing.

Seeing that Mr. Chen didn’t say anything, he generously took the chair from Liu Mao and sat down to drink.

While drinking, Mr. Fu Yin finally came to his senses.

Because Mr. Chen did not see any Longzhou Taoist priests, only a Taoist temple, so when he entered the house where Liu Mao was practicing Taoism, Yao Xianzhi could drink as much as he wanted. Even drinking itself is a reminder that Liu Mao is not a Taoist priest and is still the Third Prince. What Mr. Chen paid homage to was a Huanghua Temple, a Taoist temple both large and small, never on the scale of a Taoist temple, not some Longzhou Taoist named Liu Mao.

No wonder Liu Maofang said that Mr. Chen was being aggressive and had some brains.

Chen Ping'an walked around the case and nodded: "Good calligraphy makes people read it like hearing the sound of new orioles singing. When the third prince reaches the upper five realms, maybe it is really caused by literary luck. In the vision, a group of white orioles sprouted from the paper, flapped their wings, and flew freely."

Liu Mao shook his head and took it as a joke. If you reach the fifth realm, you will never think about it again in this life.

After twenty years of hard training, he is still just a sea-viewing monk.

Two chicken-spacing pens are specially used for copying scriptures. Near the end of the pen, there are two small regular characters of "Qingyou" and "Mingjing" respectively engraved on it. The Daquan Dynasty's Jiju pen has long been famous.

There is a long-edge pen placed on the pen holder, with the inscription "Collection of One Hundred and Two Things, the most skilled in the world". At first glance, it is from the hands of a master who makes pens, probably except for some rare books. , the most valuable item in this room.

Chen Pingan glanced at the Huangting Sutra and couldn't help but turn a few pages. Good guy, the quality of the jade paper is important for its orderly inheritance. There are as many as a dozen book seals and monograms, several. There is no blank space. It is a rare edition of the Huangting Sutra from the Wulin Palace of the Southern Qi State. As for the Sutra itself, it has a high status within Taoism and is ranked in the Dongxuan Department of Taoism. The mountain has the reputation of "three thousand mantras, pointing directly to the golden elixir", and is also highly praised by the literati and famous talkers at the foot of the mountain.

In addition to the spiritual weapons that can be used by Qi practitioners, the truly valuable "vulgar objects" at the foot of the mountain are rare and unique books that pay great attention to engraving and paper. They are second to none and are more favored by monks than calligraphy, painting and porcelain. . Many rare and rare books are priced per page. Not from a scholarly family, it is simply unimaginable that two pages of paper have the same text., why is one piece worthless, but one piece can be sold for dozens of taels of silver.

Chen Pingan said: "When I first met His Highness the Third Prince, I almost mistaken him for a riding scout. Now he is still noble, but more elegant."

Liu Mao holds a hand Whisk, stood aside quietly, letting the young swordsman talk in a roundabout way.

Besides there were several pieces of cooked rice paper filled with scriptures. Chen Pingan twisted the paper like flipping through a book and asked with a smile: "It was originally a scripture with rows and no columns, but it was copied by the third prince. When they got up, they were in an orderly and strict manner."

Liu Mao stood beside the desk and finally couldn't help but smile: "Chen Jianxian can't do it again and again. And thirdly, there is something in the words. Chen Jianxian has no interest in the authority of the Shanxia Dynasty. He does not need to hold on to a Taoist from Huanghuaguan Longzhou who cannot achieve high or low levels. Chen Jianxian is destined to have a great career. The ants are entangled, and the grudges of the past are so difficult for Mr. Daquan to let go? What's more, a changed world, Liu Mao, who is no longer a vassal king, has nothing in the court, rivers, lakes, and mountains. Is it possible that Chen Jianxian is not connected? A green lantern, several volumes of Taoist scriptures, can't be accommodated by a monk in the sea-viewing realm?"

Seeing the young man in blue shirt smiling and saying nothing, Liu Mao asked: "Chen Jianxian today, isn't it? Should I be a guest of Shenzhuan Peak, Jinding Temple or Qinghu Palace? Even if I come to Mirage City, it seems that we should not come to Huanghua Temple. Is this what His Majesty meant? ?”

Liu Maodao: “If this is your Majesty’s intention, then you are really worried. I know I am a worm and don’t try to shake the big tree because I have no intention and I am powerless. The country is at peace, the world has returned to Haiyan Qingping, the poor Taoist has become a Taoist, and he understands the truth that destiny cannot be violated. Even if Chen Jianxian cannot trust a Longzhou Taoist, he should still believe in his own vision. Liu Mao has never been a true believer. A smart person is not so stupid as to be an enemy of the mighty force, right, Chen Jianxian?" Chen Ping'an didn't answer the question. He seemed to want to reminisce about the past and said slowly: " Back in Hu'er Town, His Highness the Third Prince spoke very well and understood people's hearts. There were two questions that left me speechless. I could only think about them over and over again. Just like tonight, His Highness's words really taught me a lot. It's very particular. The ants and the earthworms echo each other, and Chen Jianxian and the tolerant are in contrast. They are powerless to add to Wu Xin's cake. Destiny is the matter on the mountain, and the vast power is the law of the mountain. Everything is mysterious, and I have learned every word. ”

This time it was Liu Mao’s turn to remain silent.

Yao Xianzhi glanced at Mr. Chen in a blue robe, and then at Liu Mao in a simple Taoist robe. He suddenly began to be glad that he had brought a bottle of wine, otherwise he would have nothing to do and nothing to say tonight. It can be said.

“I don’t care if His Highness the Third Prince still refuses to give up, or if he still wants to change his clothes and wear them. As a foreigner like me, what does this have to do with me? I am still the same as before. Just someone passing byof outsiders. But it's different from back then. Back then, I was avoiding trouble. Today, I'm actively running towards trouble. I can spare anything but no trouble.

Chen Pingan leaned on the desk with his hands in his sleeves, looked around, and said casually: "It's just that at that time, the passers-by were of low status, and His Highness was not willing to listen to many simple truths, so he stood up and dismounted. In fact, Still sitting high on the horse, looking down at people. Impatient, now I'm fine, the master is still the master, the evil guest comes to the door, but he has to open the door, the imposing manner, unreasonable bastard words, the Longzhou Taoist retreats again and again, so that only a clean little Taoist temple is left There is no place for a room to stand, but I still have to listen to what the guests are saying, carefully consider, and chew carefully. Even though the snow has melted, I still have to walk on thin ice.

Liu Mao smiled and said: "Actually, it's not as embarrassing as Chen Jianxian said. Chatting by burning the midnight oil tonight can actually cultivate the mind more than blindly copying books."

Chen Pingan put away his wandering eyes, stared at Liu Mao again, and said: "We have been apart for many years, and when we meet again for small talk, most of our answers are wrong, and each of us says his own thing." But there is one thing that I can really answer to Your Highness sincerely, which is why I would pester an ant who thinks he is an earthworm and not an earthly immortal. "

Chen Pingan suddenly pointed at Liu Mao, and then at the sloppy man sitting drinking, "The problem lies with the third prince of Hu'er Town back then, and the answer lies with Taoist Longzhou in Huanghuaguan. , the problem lies with Yao Jinzhi, a fourteen-year-old frontier soldier of the Yao family, and also with the current governor of the capital. "

Liu Mao said: "I only understood half of it. I sincerely ask Chen Jianxian to clarify the other half’s doubts. "

Chen Pingan said: "I have already said this, why can't His Highness reciprocate the favor and say a few honest words to me? "

Liu Mao felt helpless.

Chen Ping'an shook his sleeves, put his fingers against the desk, and said: "After the snow melts, people's hearts are inflamed. Even if it is not difficult to put out the fire, it is still difficult to put out the fire." Until the fire is successfully put out, damage will still be damage. And the water consumed to put out the fire is an invisible loss, and must be replaced with a large amount of merit, incense, and love. I do business and work diligently as a baggage vegetarian, and all I earn is hard-earned money and conscience money! "

Liu Mao said helplessly: "The literal meaning of Chen Jianxian's truth is understandable to me. But why Chen Jianxian said this and what the implication is, I am confused." "

For the first time, Yao Xianzhi felt that he and Liu Mao were on the same team.

"Liu Mao, a swordsman asks about swords, a martial artist asks about boxing, and he can distinguish between victory and defeat, life and death, and his skills are superior. , be happy when you win, be inferior to others in skill, and admit defeat when you lose. But if you deliberately make me lose money, then I will be rude to you. A Longzhou Taoist who has been practicing Taoism for twenty years, after reading the Taoist scriptures, went astray, failed to form elixirs, became possessed by evil spirits, was paralyzed in bed, and lingered for breath, but he could still live. As for the Qingci and Green Chapters that brought flowers to life with his wonderful pen, he was destined not to be able to write them. . ”

Chen Pingan turned around, picked up the brush, dipped it slightly in ink, and began to copy the scriptures on the paper. He followed Liu Mao and wrote a line of text, spreading out and taking forms as he pleased. , complementing the real person, the heaven and the earth are born together

While writing, Chen Pingan raised his head and looked at Liu Mao with a smile. He was casually distracted, writing on the paper, and said slowly: "But if you really want to write, it's okay. I can do it for you. It's not difficult to copy characters, not only in form but also in spirit. Whether it's a talisman or a seal, it's ten or twenty years old. Before I leave Huanghua Temple tonight, I can help with copying and writing. The writing matter was long before I practiced swordplay."

Liu Mao

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Smiled bitterly: "Chen Jianxian is visiting tonight. Do you want to ask Jian? I really don’t understand why Chen Jianxian, who calls himself a passer-by, is so unwilling to tolerate his Majesty the Emperor.”

Chen Pingan gently put his pen down. On the pen stand, he said with a smile: "In this world, people scare ghosts more than ghosts scare people. Your Highness, Third Prince, what do you think?"

Jiang Shangzhen, who is no longer the old head of the Yugui Sect, still wants to Remind yourself to be more careful with Han Jiangshu and his ilk, let alone a mountain sect leader who is about to become a disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage.

Chen Pingan has been traveling up and down mountains and rivers all his life. One of his biggest invisible supports is his habit of letting the enemies of life and death of different levels, one after another, look down upon him and feel contempt in his heart. a bit.

Even though today is different from the past, I, Chen Pingan, have the final say when to say arrogant words, make cruel remarks, and perform feats that are shocking to the eyes and mind, with whom, where, and when.

The immortal Han Yushu can’t do it, and Fei Ran who goes by the pseudonym “Chen Yin” can’t do it even more.

Through the observation of Liu Mao, the weight of his steps, his breathing, his energy flow, and his mood ups and downs, there is no doubt that he is a sea-viewing monk.

It’s just that Liu Mao is obviously deliberately suppressing his realm. It is of course difficult to reach the upper five realms, but if Liu Mao does not deliberately stop his practice, the young master of Huanghua Temple tonight should be a person who is expected to marry. A monk in the Dragon Gate Realm of Jindan. According to the rules of the Confucian Temple, a qi practitioner in the middle and fifth realms is absolutely not qualified to be the king of a country. Back then, the late Emperor Da Li was worshiped and encouraged by the Lu family of the Yin Yang family. He committed a huge taboo and almost managed to hide it from the truth, but the outcome was definitely not the same. Well, he will become Lu's puppet.

So Liu Mao’s current sea-viewing realm is a very measured choice. His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who is both a pure martial artist and has a long history of cultivation, is qualified to enter the cave realm. It is too deliberate and Coincidentally, if it is the Dragon Gate realm, the sequelae of falling into the realm are still too great. If you show the qualifications and atmosphere of an earthly immortal who is expected to become a golden alchemist, Emperor Yao of Daquan will be afraid, so the sea view realm is the best. After falling into the realm, , the damage is not much, the temperature and nourishment are appropriate, enough for him to be the emperor for thirty to fifty years.

Chen Pingan originally wanted to go to the water prison in the capital to meet Liu Cong, but he immediately changed his mind when he heard that Taoist Longzhou was a sea-viewing state.

Liu Mao would never have imagined that Chen Ping'an, who was just passing through Mirage City, would visit Huanghua Temple that night just because of his "uncontested" view of the sea.

Yao Xian’s drinkHe took a sip of wine, lightly tapped his knee with the wine bottle, cursed, then tilted his shoulders, stood up slowly, walked to the window, opened it, glanced up at the sky, and said, "Mr. Chen, it's really going to rain." It's raining."

"If you want to pray for rain in the future, you don't have to ask Qin Tianjian."

Chen Ping'an threw a pot of wine to Yao Xianzhi and said with a smile: "Fu Yin. The adults helped the temple master go to the courtyard and collect the clothes hanging on the bamboo poles. The temple master's Taoist robe and the clothes of the two disciples were a little far apart. It was probably an unwritten rule of Huanghua Temple, so they were stacked in the main room. When you are on the table, remember to separate the three pieces of clothing. The door of the main room seems to be locked. Ask the visitor for the key first, and then you wait for me over there, and I will chat with the visitor for a while."

Yao Xianzhi took a bunch of keys from Liu Mao's hand, limped out of the wing, and muttered: "It's probably raining over there at Tiangong Temple."

Liu Mao shook his head with a smile. .

This Lord Fu Yin is still young and is superfluous.

Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen’s visit to the Taoist temple is not worth mentioning tonight.

The pressure Chen Pingan put on Liu Mao suddenly disappeared.

Yao Xianzhi's threats were actually just a reminder to the Longzhou Taoist that there really was only one Yao Jinzhi in Daquan who was very lucky, and there was only one swordsman who passed by again and changed from a young man to a young man.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Your Highness, do you think Yao Fuyin is funny? Do you think Yao Xianzhi is ridiculous for being a lame Fuyin with a broken arm, or do you think Yao Xianzhi survived on the battlefield? In fact, It would be more ridiculous to add a spiritual place in the Yao family ancestral hall as early as possible."

Liu Mao's heartstrings suddenly became tense.

The next moment, Liu Maoteng was like a cloud and mist, and then his shoulders suddenly sank, his energy stagnated, his spiritual energy was as heavy as a mountain, and he sat on that chair unknowingly.

Chen Pingan waved his sleeves, and the empty pen holder on the table flew towards Liu Mao. Liu Mao gently caught it. The yellow bamboo pen holder had a relief of a senior scholar reclusive in ancient pine trees. It was an old item from the palace.

Chen Pingan walked towards the bookshelf, "I remember that every year in the first month of the first month of the year, the monarch of a country would open the seal of a royal pen inlaid with gold and jade to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. Is this empty pen holder missing? What?"

Liu Mao said calmly: "If you want to accuse me, there is no need to hesitate. Chen Jianxian, since the situation is between you and me, you can kill as you please."

Liu Mao held the fly whisk in one hand and the pen holder in the other, and sneered: "After practicing Taoism, even if you haven't entered the palace yet, you have something good and your heart feels calm. If Chen Jianxian visits Huanghua Temple today, it will be to kill and shock people. Just draw the sword. Let Pindao learn the style of the sword immortal again so that he can show off to his two disciples. The master is not very good at practicing Taoism, but he has also learned Taoism with a sword immortal. Of course, the prerequisite is Chen Jianxian. Show mercy, hit but not kill."

Chen Ping'an looked around and picked up the lamp on the previous desk.Fire, two scriptures, various objects including flowers and irises, there is still no mystery at all. Chen Pingan raised his sleeves. On the desk, a wick was slowly peeled off, and the light scattered in all directions without drifting away. Like a lantern on the table.

Two volumes of Taoist classics floated, and the pages slowly turned over. The aura of heaven and earth gathered around the Taoist temple, as thick as water, and rippled in waves, slowly brushing over the walls and ground.

When Chen Ping'an was casually walking around the house, the Huangting Sutra and Lingfei Sutra were floating in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, turning the pages on his own.

Liu Mao sighed softly: "Chen Jianxian is so suspicious, no wonder he can become such a young swordsman."

Chen Ping ignored it and walked to the bookshelf, stacking books one by one. Tilt, the pages of the book clatter, and the sound of the book echoes through the room, like the sound of running water in a stream.

Chen Pingan put the two scriptures that had been turned to the last page, put his fingers together and lightly touched them, then floated them back to the desk and slowly dropped them. He said with a smile: "The books on the shelf are really rich, and I have nothing to worry about." That is, gods. Wealth is real. This shelf of books cannot be bought with just a few cents of snow. As for gods, forget it. I am suspicious at best, but His Highness must have something in his heart... This book is not common. It is actually the first edition of the official edition approved by the Confucian Temple? The patron asked me to read it."

Chen Pingan put a copy of "Celestial Phenomena and Star Chart" in his sleeve, which is a book about celestial phenomena and geography. They will be classified as illegal by the imperial government and cannot be kept privately by the people.

Chen Pingan stopped in front of the bookshelf. There was no breeze in the room, and the pages of the Taoist books were still turning very fast. Chen Pingan suddenly pressed his fingers lightly against an ancient book and stopped turning the pages. It was a set of books in the Taoist temple. Rare ancient books that are not widely circulated at the foot of the mountain, even those written by immortals on the mountain, mostly end up eating ashes.

Because this set of rare books "He Guanzi" is "exquisite in words" but "big but unreasonable". The knowledge explained in the book is too advanced, difficult and obscure, and it is not a method of refining qi that can be relied on. Therefore, It was reduced to a book simply used by later generations of bibliophiles to decorate their appearance. As for the authenticity of this Taoist classic, the two deputy leaders of the Confucian Temple even quarreled over it, and they were the ones who frequently exchanged letters and had writing battles. kind. However, later generations still regard it as a pseudo-book.

Liu Mao glanced at the movement over there and sighed softly: "Weep and mourn together, we are happy to help each other, and the weird spies stop each other."

Chen Pingan sneered: "No. Taught you the art of the south? Why don’t you, the third prince, learn it well? So it’s not good for rich people to read too much. The more they know, the less they know.”

Chen Ping’an suddenly fell silent. There are several adjacent books on the bookshelf, "Island Algorithm", "Algorithm of Thin Grass", "Nine Chapters of the Book of Counting"...

The books have all been read, and it is the one with the most annotations and narrations. books. Chen Ping'an really didn't expect that Liu Mao was obsessed with arithmetic. He just glanced at a certain pattern a few times and saw that it was full of numbers. Chen Ping'an looked confused, as if he was reading a book from heaven. This shows that Liu Mao's skills are not good. Shallow, more broken than practiceHis ability is much higher.

Liu Mao said: "Those books will not be borrowed. If you take them away, you will have robbed them, and you will not have to return them."

Chen Pingan raised his sleeves. Five or six arithmetic classics fell into the bag, "Return, why don't you return it, you have borrowed it and returned it, it is not difficult to borrow again."

The materials and text content of many books are incomprehensible. .

Chen Pingan was still not at ease, so he took Liu Mao's whisk in his hand, weighed it, shook it a few more times, and finally crushed the wooden handle into pieces inch by inch.

Liu Mao said with a straight face, "There is no need to return it. This is a sincere gift from the poor Taoist to Chen Jianxian."

Chen Pingan put the whisk that had lost its wooden handle back on the desk. , turned around and said with a smile: "No, this is the beloved thing that I spend time with His Highness day and night. A gentleman does not take what others like. Although I am not a serious scholar, I have read several books by sages."< /p>

The whisk is just a common thing under the mountain. The broken wooden handle is like this, and the tail silk thread is also like this. Although this thing is not expensive, it is the favorite of the viewer.

Liu Mao sneered: "Chen Jianxian is too modest. He is a very scholar and deserves to be called "Sir" by Mr. Fu Yin."

Chen Pingan began to raise his hand and gently brushed it. After passing through those books, he randomly made calligraphy from each book, and at the same time said: "I would like to thank the Confucian Temple for banning the Shanshui Di newspaper for five years. Otherwise, my reputation now would be completely ruined."

Liu Mao frowned and said, "Chen Jianxian told a lot of jokes today."

Chen Ping'an walked slowly, each word was refined and picked up, and then quickly dissipated in the air, and asked casually: "Back then, Did you say that you should pretend not to recognize me next time we meet?"

Liu Mao shook his head and said: "I forgot."

"Maybe I remembered it wrong. "Talked to Liu Cong."

Chen Ping'an nodded and asked, "You still haven't figured out why I deliberately brought Yao Xianzhi with me?"

Liu Mao said with a smile. : "Why, with the relationship between Chen Jianxian and the Daquan Yao family, do you still need to avoid suspicion?"

Chen Ping'an snapped his fingers, the world was cut off, and the house instantly became a lawless place.

Liu Mao was greatly shocked, but in an instant, he became distracted.

Because in the room, swordsmen in blue shirts appeared one after another, with different expressions and standing in different positions. Everyone said in unison, but it was the voice of another man, saying: "Liu Mao, you are such a helper." You can't afford this waste. I should have chosen Gao Shizhen if I had known that. If I were Chen Pingan, or if Chen Pingan was not so patient and searched your soul and soul at will, just like reading a book, then you would actually be dead by now. ”

Liu Mao hesitated, but came to his senses in an instant, stood up suddenly, and sat down again.

Finally got the answer.

Chen Pingan put away a handful of caged birds and said with a smile: "Brother Feiran is such a bitch, he doesn't care about brotherhood and morality at all."

Liu Mao began to shut up. Eye careGod, wait for death.

He did have a piece of evidence, but it was incomplete. Before Feiran disappeared, he did come to Huanghuaguan to look for Liu Mao quietly once.

As for whether the so-called evidence is true or false, Liu Mao is still not sure. Anyway, in the eyes of outsiders, it will only be ironclad evidence.

Liu Mao suddenly opened his eyes, "What's the truth, can you guess it?"

Chen Ping'an tiptoed, sat on the desk, turned around and bent over, and relit the lamp. , then held up his sleeves with his hands and said with a smile: "You can almost make a guess. It's just missing a few key points. Just tell me, maybe you can survive."

Liu Mao suddenly laughed. , clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "Are you really not Fei Ran? You two are so similar. The more I am sure that you are not the same person, the more I feel that you are the same person."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "We There is no shortage of small talk tonight, so I can say a few serious words. Your Highness quickly saves himself."

Liu Mao stood up, as if he was relieved, and laughed: "If I completely obey Fei Ran's arrangement, As long as the barbarian world loses the battle and loses Tongyezhou again, I should immediately take risks and escape from Mirage City. Then as long as I am driven to the rebuilt Dafu Academy, it is really hard to say who is the prisoner today. Unfortunately, I was too timid and cherished my life too much. After practicing Taoism, I was afraid of death. If I had just been imprisoned back then, I would have gambled my life without hesitation. If I lost the bet, I would have lost a bad life. That's it. If you win the bet, you can take back the family fortune for the Liu family."

Chen Ping'an was very patient and said slowly: "Have you ever thought that I am the one in this world now? The person who most hopes that Master Longzhou will live well?"

Liu Mao nodded and said, "That's why I dared to stand up and speak to Sword Immortal Chen Ping'an."

Chen Ping'an. His face was helpless, "What bothers you smart people the most is that dealing with them is quite tiring."

Liu Mao said nothing and looked at Chen Jianxian with a smile.

Chen Pingan stretched out a palm, indicating that Liu Mao could speak freely.

Liu Mao sat down again.

Now that the matter has come to this, there is nothing to hide, so Liu Mao starts to talk about Fei Ran’s plan. Liu Mao talks in great detail. It's not that Liu Mao did this on purpose, but Fei Ran even helped the Longzhou Taoist figure out dozens of details, big and small, just how to place certain "thoughts" and where to put them to prevent someone from entering the fifth realm. The immortal or the academy sage "asked the heart", and Fei Ran clearly told Liu Mao that once he was forced to "open the mountain" by magical powers, Liu Mao would die. It was an eye-opener for Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan kept listening attentively and just interrupted, "Liu Mao, have you ever thought about one thing? For example, the Chinese Confucian Temple will not doubt me at all."

Before Liu Mao could speak, Chen Ping'an said again: "But this is the power of Fei Ran. Don't worry, I will wait for you to finish speaking and then I will tell you the truth. Anyway, when it comes to calculating people's hearts, we An outstanding swordsman, he is indeed taller than youSeveral realms. ”

Liu Mao continued the previous topic. Basically, Queen Daquan Yao Jinzhi, together with the feudal lord Liu Cong, sent Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen to secretly contact the nearby Zhaoping Peak Demon Clan Sword Immortal. The Guiyou tent then colluded with the Wuzi military tent stationed in the capital of the Southern Qi Dynasty to reach an alliance at Taoyedu. The two tokens of the contract were the imperial seal of the Daquan Liu family and the seal of Wenhai Zhoumi's collection of books.

As Yao. Yao Zhen, the Minister of War of the family head, did not hesitate to sacrifice 160,000 Daquan Liu family's elite cavalry and 310,000 local garrison troops to temporarily win the hearts and minds of the military and the people for the family. As the price Yao Jinzhi had to pay for becoming emperor, as a In return, this move will become a stepping stone for the Yao family to usurp the throne. An intact Mirage City will be used as a place for Zhou Qinggao, a close disciple of Wenhai Zhoumi, to observe Taoism. At the same time, Mirage City will become a barbaric world set in Tongyezhou.

Chen Pingan nodded and praised: "If I really do it for you, I will be covered in yellow mud. What a brother Feiran, thanks to me being so polite to him back then, he wanted to meet me again so much. "

Zhongtu Confucian Temple is a young man who comes from the lineage of literary saints. He is dedicated to telling the world and explaining and clarifying? Just explain.

The lineage of literary saints from master to disciple, Aren't they all alone but able to turn the world around? During the war, the Yasheng lineage, led by Chen Chun'an, a mellow scholar from Nanbosu Island, received mixed praise and praise. Therefore, the major academies and major dynasties did not want to restore the Confucian Temple of Literary Sage. Is the position of God higher than that of Ya Sheng? Don’t you dare to spread your knowledge throughout the world? Wouldn’t it be inevitable for anyone who is serious to take a step back and investigate the truth? Watching the commotion, which one is easier? Especially Chen Ping's every move in the future will be a kind of disturbance, let alone the establishment of the sect, especially the location of Tongyezhou.

So for Chen Pingan, the only difference in this transaction is whether he loses or loses.

The biggest worry about this move is that even if the husband doesn't matter, the senior brother doesn't matter, the third senior brother doesn't matter. Liu Shiliu doesn't care either.

But the most important person is Chen Ping'an, who hopes the literary sage lineage can bloom. And once Chen Ping'an has something to say or does something about it, It will affect the entire context, from the husband and senior brother to the entire Luopo Mountain and everyone in the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall.

This will even affect the Haoran world. With the fifth Ascension City in the world, there will be another undercurrent of the three-fourth dispute.

In short, Feiran has lost nothing in this dispensable deal. If you really manage to return to the wild world alive, the loss or loss will all depend on Chen Ping'an's luck and good luck.

So this "Quest for Sword" has already returned to the wild world. Definitely not losing.

Chen Pingan suddenly.Asked: "Except for Liu Cong and Gao Shizhen, there were no outsiders from the Daquan Dynasty in Taoye Ferry back then?"

Liu Mao shook his head and couldn't help laughing, "Even if there were, Fei Ran wouldn't I'll tell you."

Chen Ping'an nodded: "It makes sense."

Liu Mao said: "As for the book seal and the national jade seal, I don't know what it is now. Where."

Chen Pingan landed with his feet on the ground and collected the book seal? Feiran, you are a swordsman who is so arty, could you be imitating yourself?

Chen Ping'an walked to the bookshelf again. He had practiced calligraphy casually before, but had gained nothing. However, Chen Pingan was hesitant at the moment. The previous books of "He Guanzi" totaled more than ten chapters. Chen Pingan had long been familiar with the contents of the books. Except for the chapter on measurement, especially the tenth chapter of Taihong, which talked about "the affairs of heaven, earth, and people. "Three make one", Chen Ping'an once recited it repeatedly on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, because its purpose has many intersections with the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. However, Chen Ping'an's favorite article has the least words, only one hundred and three.

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Fifteen words, the title is "Night Walk".

After returning home, on Jiang Shangzhen’s Yunzhou ferry, Chen Pingan even carved the complete seal on the bamboo slips.

The reason why Chen Ping'an hesitated was that he suddenly remembered that when the book opened its pages earlier, he found that in the narration of the Night Journey chapter of the book, there was a personal seal printed with the seal script of flowers and birds. "Those who hold candles at night should be careful of their hands holding candles."

At that time, Chen Pingan mistakenly thought it was the seal of Liu Mao or a previous book collector, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, he felt that the seal script of this seal could be used for reference in the future.

Chen Pingan took out the book, turned to the Night Journey, and thought about it slowly.

This is not a dead end, not even a questionable end. Because Chen Ping'an broke the game too easily.

If it were really Cui Han's handiwork, it would not be Taoist Longzhou who has obvious clues.

To be precise, it is more like a parting gift given to Lord Yinguan by Fei Ran, who is just a member of the same profession, before leaving the vast world and returning to his hometown.

Putting himself in the same situation, Chen Pingan felt that he would also come to Feiran to "take the wind and wash away the dust", and he would not pay for his disgusting life.

Feiran was obviously betting that as soon as Chen Ping'an returned home, he would go straight to Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius Island. Feiran did not expect that the Confucian Temple would ban Shanshui Di newspaper, otherwise Liu Mao would have passed the news on the mountain. Let yourself be in an invincible position. Not only can you survive, but you will even be protected by Dafu Academy. Until the truth comes out, Liu Mao will have no worries about his life. He will stretch his neck to be killed by Yao Jin, and Empress Daquan will not dare to use the knife. . It's just that Liu Mao underestimated Fei Ran's calculations, so he never knew that Chen Pingan was the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and it was even less clear that Chen Pingan was a closed disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage.

Of course Feiran doesn’t want Chen Ping’an’s life. Maybe he doesn’t want to, maybe he really wants to, but unfortunately he can’t do it, so Feiran just asks for help.The hearts of the people in the world are using a "name" to target Chen Ping'an. Tongyezhou, all the restored dynasties that were jealous of Daquan, as well as within the Daquan Dynasty, both the government and the public, all the scholars who were dissatisfied with the Empress Yao, Haoran Jiuzhou, all the mountain monks in the world who were not too big to watch the excitement, and even Confucian disciples from the Yasheng lineage will contribute to the flames intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Pingan pressed his fingers against the seal text and gently wiped away the traces. Chen Pingan rubbed his fingers.

There was a gust of breeze, and a series of words appeared on the scraps of ink pad. Each word disappeared as soon as it appeared. Even if Chen Ping'an sacrificed the bird in the cage again in an instant, he still could not save those words. Obviously Fei Ran used a unique secret technique, and the sword energy was contained in it. Liu Mao's soul had been imprisoned by Chen Ping'an, so he couldn't read a single word. These words were almost a letter.

The opening text is very warm, "Sir Yin Guan, we have not seen each other for many years, and I miss you very much."

Then there is some murderous intent, "I can see this letter, Lord Yin Guan." It can be said that he is a genius, and he is well deserved. What makes me admire him even more is that at his current level, he is still willing to be in a shallow muddy pond where the water is not up to his knees. He is very patient, aware of the subtleties, and remains cautious. I sincerely wish the Luo Luo Shanxia Sect a successful start and success in choosing its location in Tongyezhou."

"I revisited your old place, and I felt that things are right and people are wrong. As a visitor from far away, it is inevitable that things will hurt the same kind, so when I was leaving, I left a special letter. Among the pages of the book, I left a priceless book seal for Mr. Yin Guan. Liu Mao was just keeping it for you. You can take it for yourself. , as an apology, it is not respectful. As for where the jade seal of Fang Chuanguo is hidden, it should not be difficult to guess with Lord Yinguan's intelligence that it is somewhere in the soul of the feudal king Liu Cong. I will not be mysterious here. "

The penultimate sentence, "I am Jia Shenzhang Geta. I hope that in the future in the wild world, I can review and interrogate Lord Yin Guan."

A seal appears from the Night Walk chapter like a falling stone. , emerged slowly, as if worried that Chen Pingan would not touch it, the seal began to rotate on its own, so that Lord Yin Guan could see the seal characters clearly.

Chen Pingan glanced at the seal with a gloomy expression.

There are many seal characters on the side: I have accumulated three million scrolls in my hand, and I am amusing myself in the cold weather. He has feasted on the immortal words in his years, and he will live his life as a silverfish.

The bottom line is "A hungry old bookworm".

Damn it, it’s Wenhai Zhoumi, who claims to have a collection of three million books, and Fang’s private collection of books!

The last sentence of this letter is a bit inexplicable, "Those who hold candles to light up the road at night for others can easily hurt their own hands. This has been true since ancient times. What a sad gentleman. The same is true for those who hold seals today. Hidden officials Sir, be careful of flying swords, three, two, one.”

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It’s raining heavily in Tiangong Temple.

Gao Shizhen looked down at the big word "disease" on the paper, and wrote it out horizontally with an extremely thin chicken-spacing pen, which made it look very serious.Strength.

Gao Shizhen sighed and said softly: "When I was seeking revenge on that mountain with that young man, why did you never try to hide it? That's all. Later, at Taoye Ferry, The swordsman in the blue shirt looked at you with admiration and seemed a little afraid, which further confirmed what I thought in my heart. You are definitely not a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm, so I have been resentful of you all these years. "< /p>

The old man raised his hand and rubbed his thin cheeks, "I'm just angry. I know that if I talk about it, being angry like a three-year-old child will not only be useless, but will cause bad things, so I endure it." You can't be left empty-handed. There is nothing left but the ancestral mansion. In the end, you have lost an old friend who can talk about your concerns." Pei Wenyue nodded and said, "I can see it in fact. I have been waiting for the master to ask this question."

Gao Shizhen raised his head and asked with great interest: "What's the answer?"

The old housekeeper said, "Nothing. You can tell."

The old man was stunned for a long time, laughed, and stopped asking about it. He was a little sad and said, "I remember the first time we met, it was at Tiangong Temple. You and I were still young at that time. Now I am old, what about you?" Pei Wenyue said: "It's hard to tell. Now I am at the bottom of the mountain." >Gao Shizhen nodded, raised his pen, and dipped it lightly in ink.

The old housekeeper thought for a moment, glanced out the window, frowned slightly, and then said: "There is an old saying that if a person walks too much at night, he is likely to bump into ghosts. Then a person can't tell anything except walking carefully. It's more important to follow the rules, understand etiquette, and keep the bottom line. These empty principles may sound like they are floating around like ghosts, but they will take root in a moment and save your life. They don’t even know it. For example, in the mountains, if that young man didn’t know how to take things easy and decided to eradicate all of you, the Duke, then he would be dead, even if one of his senior brothers was still there. Even though we were thousands of miles away, we couldn't save him."

Gao Shi was really surprised. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to write down the scriptures. He raised his head and said, "Lao Pei, how can a person like you be willing to live in a small country? Is the palace waiting for the current person?"

The old housekeeper replied: "I was on a long trip, and I had to complete an agreement with others near Mirage City. I didn't know it at the time. How long do I have to wait? I have to find a place to stay. The Duke of Guo was in a high position at that time, and he was young and had a Buddhist heart, so I took refuge."

Gao Shizhen laughed endlessly, "I have. Buddha's heart? Lao Pei, Lao Pei, when did you learn to tell jokes?"

The old housekeeper shook his head, "A man who loves food has never suffered anything in his life. When I see you, you are still at a high-spirited age, but you still treat people as human beings. In my opinion, it is the Buddha's heart. Just because you don't care about some things, it is natural for outsiders to find them valuable. For many years, I quietly replaced the masterBlocked many... ghosts on the road at night. But there is no need to tell the master this. Having said that, it is an adventurous meditation with a tied boat. I might need to leave the Duke's Mansion for this, and I'm always a bit afraid of trouble. "

Gao Shizhen said doubtfully: "Lao Pei, you are not a pure martial artist, but a hidden Qi practitioner, right? "

For the first time, the old butler twitched his lips, as if smiling knowingly, and gave an answer, "I actually use a sword, and my swordsmanship is not bad. "

Gao Shizhen asked: "Are there five supreme realms? "

The old housekeeper still spoke vaguely, "This is a vulgar question, sir. ”

Gao Shizhen was full of energy, “Are you a swordsman?”

The old butler shook his head and said: "A person who uses a sword has traveled around the world and is just a swordsman." In fact, I am not much of a mountain person. "

Gao Shi really knew that this old Pei was destined not to reveal his identity, so he turned to ask: "Yao Jinzhi has no cultivation, how can he be so good at keeping his appearance?

The old housekeeper said: "Her aunt, Jiuniang, who used to be an innkeeper on the border, is actually Mrs. Huansha, a nine-tailed sky fox, and Jiuniang's most fundamental tail is actually Yao Jinzhi. "

Gao Shizhen suddenly realized, "In this way, her and Aquarius Continent's credit are both a statement from the Chinese Confucian Temple. ”

The old housekeeper suddenly stood up, opened the door, picked up the oil-paper umbrella, and seemed to be going out.

It’s just that the old man holding the umbrella, whose pseudonym was Pei Wenyue, just stood there. At the door, looking towards the direction of Mirage City through the rain curtain

It seems that something happened in Mirage City, which made Pei Wenyue temporarily change his mind, "I promised something to someone. In fact, there are two things. One of them is to secretly protect Yao Jinzhi and help her ascend the throne and become the only female emperor in the world. Why this person is like this, he himself knows, probably even God knows. As for the fate of the Daquan Liu family, I have no control over it. Even the children of the Yao family except her, ups and downs, are still so old-fashioned, leaving their fate to God and seeking their own blessings. I won't interfere in the slightest. Otherwise, do you think that a knife sharpener with a golden body and a buried river god with a broken golden body could really protect Yao Jinzhi back then? "

Pei Wenyue, who had her back to Shen Guogong, shook her head, "Even if Yao Jinzhi actually had a backhand and was closely related to the Jade Guizong, she was still in her infancy at that time and her character was not strong enough. Not enough, the tactics are not ruthless enough, and Liu Mao will only be waiting for an opportunity to follow behind. When I was at Taoye Ferry, I accompanied the master to meet that... Chen Yin. He had a few words with me from his heart. I promised him one thing. He would protect Mirage City and the Yao family, and bet on whether someone in the future would add unnecessary trouble and cause trouble. Now it seems that a person who is too smart is indeed...sick. Of course, these are all Chen Yin's calculations. I don't think they are necessarily superfluous. But to me, it doesn't matter. It's not killing people anyway. ”

Gao Shizhen’s face changed slightly.

No wonder Liu Mao was like that back then.In the pouring rain at night, instead of cooperating inside and outside, I chose to stand by and watch. At first, Gao Shizhen thought that Liu Mao was the lesser of two evils between his brothers Liu Cong and Yao Jin. Liu Mao was worried that even if he succeeded in helping the dragon, he would end up not much better if he fell into the hands of Liu Cong afterwards. , so I chose the latter. Now it seems that the time has not come yet?

Pei Wenyue looked indifferent, but after her words, the chicken pen in the old man's hand accidentally dropped a drop of ink on the paper, "It's easy to see ghosts when walking at night. , The reason why the old saying is old is that it makes sense. Master, I am not wrong. Once her dragon throne is in danger because of Duke Shen's palace, and she cannot sit in that position, master, you will die, let alone a sneaky person. Liu Mao is so evil, but in the Duke's Mansion, there is still the Duke Gao Shizhen, who is unaware of the situation, and there will continue to be Liu Mao in the Taoist temple who is obsessed with alchemy and immortality. One day you two should die. , I will leave Mirage City, change places, and guard the second thing."

The old housekeeper shook his head and said with a smile: "Then Liu Mao, it doesn't matter if he is a prince or a vassal king. For so many years, he only has eyes for the master and the young man. As a living person like me, I am the chief steward of the Duke's Mansion, and a warrior in the Golden Body Realm on the surface. He is still the confidant of the Duke for two generations. Either he pretended not to see it, or he did. It's better not to see it. I don't know what great things such a waste can do besides being reincarnated. I'm afraid Chen Yin chose Liu Mao on purpose. "Young man, each one is smarter than the other, and his scheming is terrifying."

Gao Shizhen raised his head and tried his best to look at the increasingly unfamiliar person through the light on the table. The old butler has only an obscure figure from behind.

Even if Pei Wenyue opened the door, no wind or rain fell into the house.

The old man who has always been unsmiling all year round, before getting up tonight, always sat upright without any arrogance. His breath was calm and his expression was calm. Even if he was standing at the door now, he still seemed to be having a homely conversation. , in a well-to-do wealthy family, a loyal old slave was talking to his master about a certain kid from the neighbor's house next door who had no future and was looked down upon.

Gao Shizhen suddenly felt relieved and said with a smile: "Strong people are good at cautious approval, while weak people like to deny blindly."

The old housekeeper nodded, "What you said is not true. It’s vulgar. All the self-righteous smart people in the world like to kill ten thousand for fun.”

Gao Shizhen hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice: “Old Pei, can you give me another chance?” Shall I meet that young man?"

The old housekeeper shook his head and said, "If you give me more advice, please give up."

Gao Shizhen's expression was grim. Why?"

"He is not a person who likes to seek death. Even if you meet him, it will be meaningless."

The old man surnamed Pei said: "That young man, grow up. Very quickly, now he has become the ghost that many people walking at night look like.... If you are lucky, the two sides will pass by each other. If you are not lucky, you will encounter a ghost. For example, Liu Mao tonight. ”

The biggest protector of the Tao in the world is, after all, each cultivator himself. Not only does he protect the Tao the most, but he also protects the Tao for the longest time. In addition to the heart of Tao, there are many things in life.

Gao Shizhen still stared at the back of the old housekeeper.

The old man said: "There is something I forgot to say, that young man. People have a normal mind longer than you, sir. Let me tell you something bold again: the swordsman who killed him with his sword had a ghostly heart. Rather than being a simple person or ghost, practicing this way, the avenue is too small, and the swordsmanship will naturally not be much higher. It's just..."

Pei Wenyue said half of the words and stopped talking.

At this moment, Gao Shizhen looked out the window blankly, "Old Pei, you seem to have something else. There is something to be done, can you please tell me? Can you tell me, if you break the rules, just pretend I didn't ask. ”

“You can tell.

The old butler nodded and said: "I am waiting for one of my anonymous disciples to return to Mirage City, and then as agreed, I will teach him all the swordsmanship I have learned." ”

“That handsome foreign nobleman back then? ”

“Just say it’s a boy or a girl, that child is really good-looking. ”

“If I remember correctly, when I was at my house, I couldn’t stand on my feet as soon as I climbed up and looked into the distance? Can such a person also learn swordsmanship from you? By the way, is that young man named Lu a boy or a girl? "

"Hard to say. "

When Gao Shizhen heard these two words, he looked helpless and shook his head, "You mountain people, what is going on. "

"One of that guy's masters can probably answer this question. ”

“I probably can’t wait any longer. "

The old housekeeper said nothing and just nodded.

The monks on the mountain were taking a nap in seclusion. The children in the world below may have turned gray.

Gao Shizhen suddenly noticed that the old housekeeper raised the hand holding the umbrella and wiped it gently. In the end, only the handle of the oil-paper umbrella was left.

Gao Shizhen stood up and came to the house. At the door, he asked softly: "This is it? "

Pei Wenyue said: "Pass the sword. ”

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The rain curtain is still the same, the temple is still the same, the capital is still the same, the Taoist temple is still the same, nothing is different.

It’s just one side of the Huanghua Temple. Inside, Chen Pingan sacrificed the bird in the cage and the moon in the well at the same time, and moved sideways at the same time, knocking open the chair where Liu Mao was.

Then Chen Pingan tilted slightly, and his whole body was instantly penetrated by a sword. His abdomen was broken and he hit the wall.

Chen Pingan had no expression on his face, and when he pulled out the sword, it turned out to be just an umbrella handle.

There was no need for Chen Pingan to use sword energy or force. It was the fist that shattered it, and the long sword with the umbrella handle dissipated into powder on its own.

Chen Pingan's figure flashed, following a trace of sword energy, he shrank down the mountains and rivers, as fast as thunder. , go straight to BeijingThe Tiangong Temple outside the city.

Before Chen Pingan rushed to the temple, a young man in white broke through the rain curtain and arrived in an instant. He said angrily: "I finally found you, Pei Min! Well, well, you are worthy of being the best person I have ever been." One of the three great masters of Haoran, half of Bai Ye’s swordsmanship master!”

The old housekeeper whose pseudonym was Pei Wenyue looked at the young man in white, who had already taken a few steps forward, walked out of the house, isolated the world, and shook his head. : "It's only half, not to mention that a young man is better than a good man."

Cui Dongshan jumped up and spat, "How about I come and die?? Huh? Yeah? Oh? You old bastard, you dare to sneak attack on me. Sir, you are so tired of living. Damn it, you don’t know who my uncle is. He has been looking for you at sea for a hundred years, Zuo Dajianxian! You don’t know who my uncle is, Liu Shi! Six! Bai Ye's best friend! Kneel down and kowtow to me and admit your mistake..."

Old Huang Li, the great master of the world, once had three special skills: Zou Zi's arithmetic, Tianshi's Taoism, and Pei Min's swordsmanship. Except for the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion, which still stands on the top of Haoran Mountain relying on the Taoism of the great Celestial Masters of all generations, the other two have long since disappeared.

Cui Dongshan suddenly shut up and looked complicated.

Sir, Mr. Long has already refined Long Jun’s gray robe as a scabbard, and the sword hidden in the scabbard is made from the sharpest tip of Taibai, one of the four great immortal swords. sword.

Reciprocity of courtesy also breaks the other person's small world.

A sword broke the sky and asked Pei Min directly.

(End of this chapter)