Chapter 763: On Jise Peak

Song Jixin stood for a while, then turned around and left silently. As he said himself, the two peers who had been neighbors in Mubo Alley for many years did not actually have much to talk about. They had disliked each other since they were children. Never a stranger. It's just that neither of them thought that there was once only a courtyard wall between them. There was an "illegitimate son of an inspector" who endorsed loudly, and a kiln worker's apprentice who pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the sound of reading. Earlier, the other was without food and clothing. Worry, a young master with maids around to take care of the housework, a man with mud legs in straw sandals who is often hungry and occasionally helps to carry water, will become a powerful vassal king of Haoran's second largest dynasty, a hidden official of the Great Sword Qi Great Wall.

Song Jixin couldn't help but look up at the sky. He wondered if the sunshine and moonlight that once shone on Mud Bottle Lane would make him feel that his journey to this world was worthwhile. ?

Song Jixin walked slowly and said goodbye to Chen Ping'an. Originally, he was like a barnyard grass growing in a rice field. Passers-by would not look at it more, but because he was a neighbor, Relationship, about ten years of dealing with each other, all the time of childhood and adolescence was given to that house and that narrow alley. Song Jixin was really tired of seeing it. To this day, until now, it is like a grassroots person since he was a child. Inside, basil gradually appeared.

What does it have to do with him?

I never thought that after Chen Pingan stood up with a long bow, he called out to Song Jixin. Song Jixin turned around and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Chen Pingan walked to him and said, " Is there any accommodation for pilgrims here at Dadu Temple? If so, please help me get one."

Hurry up. Jiang Shangzhen's Yunzhou Ferry is probably the earliest available. At noon tomorrow, we can arrive at the Xianjia Ferry near Dali Capital, Spring Ferry.

Song Jixin nodded and said: "For the sake of a brand-new booklet in the old Dragon City vassal residence, I will help you open this door."

The old Dragon City battlefield was once because of an incident. Calling on the strange monster monks, the casualties were unexpectedly high. The clerk of the Great Li Domain went through countless secret archives of the Great Li, but failed to find the root of the opponent. In the end, he relied on a book with no recorded source. The identities of the 'Nightmare' and the 'Face Stealer' were quickly discovered and the situation of the battle was reversed. Otherwise, the battle losses of the Da Li monks would have been huge. Later, the vassal king Song Mu sent an order to the booklet. Thousands of copies were printed in Laolongcheng that day and were widely circulated. Almost every monk on the mountain who had participated in the war in Laolongcheng had a copy.

Later, with the help of this booklet, which detailedly recorded more than a hundred kinds of demon clan monks, many cunning demon clans hiding in the mountains and markets were found in various continents. An unnamed booklet was used by later generations of monks. Known as "Records of Searching Mountains", it is of course not comparable to the earlier "Pictures of Searching Mountains", but it can fill in the gaps of the latter.

Chen Ping'an just pretended that he didn't know what the book was about.

Song Jixin looked at this expressionless neighbor from the past, probably because he looked too much like his childhood, so he couldn't help but get angry, and habitually had to talk a lot. After a few words, he chuckled and said: "It seems that every time I chat with you, my face is so expressionless, with dead fish eyes, stuffy gourds, and a few sticks."I can’t even fart..."

Perhaps he sensed the limit of the other party’s endurance, Song Jixin changed the subject, smiled a little more sincerely, and said: "But you are pretty lucky, according to the nearby As the old people in several alleys say, your temperament follows your father's, and your appearance follows your mother's. Also, regarding the matter of Songshan God in Luolu Mountain, before the mountain god's temple was relocated, Weishan Jun never made it difficult for him. In the end, he gave Qidun Mountain this geomantic treasure land and asked Songshan God to rebuild the temple. Just think that I owe you another one. Favor. As for whether Chen Ping'an admits it or not, and whether he wants to ask for it in the future, it's all your business. Anyway, Song Mu appreciates it. ”

Chen Ping’an said: “If you had been so good at being a good person, you wouldn’t have been beaten.” "

Song Jixin subconsciously reached out and rubbed his neck, "Don't say it so lightly, I almost strangled you to death, okay? In that matter, I did not do it honestly. I would like to apologize to you now. I know you are the most vindictive person, so we have agreed that we will settle this old debt. ”

Song Jixin once made up a random Feng Shui theory and tricked Chen Pingan into working as an apprentice in a dragon kiln to make a living, causing Chen Pingan to break an oath. Then after Chen Pingan learned the truth, he almost died in the clay bottle. Song Jixin was strangled to death in the alley. The dark and lean boy, with a body as thin as a bamboo pole, but surprisingly strong. Song Jixin, who was pampered and pampered like a noble son, was on the verge of death. After that, he actually became angry. Many years. But looking back, even if Chen Pingan was determined to kill him, he would definitely not die, because the dead man of Dali spy who was responsible for keeping an eye on Mubo Alley was actually secretly watching him. In this scene, before the power of the Dali Kingdom rose, and before the emperor Song Changjing took him to the covered bridge to offer incense, in the early years, the genealogy of the clan was first changed from "Song He" to "Song Mu", and then erased. Song Jixin, whose name has been dropped, will definitely die.

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I don't have any grudge against you, it's best if we clear things up. "

Song Jixin hesitated for a moment and asked: "Then how do you and Dali settle? "

Chen Ping'an said: "There is a god three feet above the head, and every step under the feet is reasonable. ”

Song Jixin laughed it off and took Chen Ping’an to find the Miao Zhu and told him about his friend on the mountain who planned to stay for a night. Of course Miao Zhu would not dare to say no to a vassal king. No matter how short the number of pilgrim houses in the temple is, you can still find some ways to free up a few.

The current Jidu Temple Zhu is a student who studied at Dali Mountain Cliff Academy in his early years. The Qi Practitioner is a hundred years old and still in good spirits. The Dragon Gate Realm monk is considered to be the earliest group of academicians in Shanya Academy. The old man is not from the Da Li people, so he took the initiative to travel to Da Li back then, which made him very unique. . During those years, the northern Dali was still a recognized barbarian land, and the local literary giants of the Dali Dynasty were famously modest at the time, so that they could compete with the scholars of the Lu Dynasty and the Great Sui Dynasty. I was so proud of my poems that I wrote a lot and received very few replies. Even though I had the embroidered tiger Cui Chan and the academy chief Qi Jingchun in my family, I still didn't want to talk to them about the article.There are many widely praised sayings among literary scholars at that time, such as the sunset scene of Lushi Mountain and River, which is the best in the north of the continent, and the half moon of the Great Sui Dynasty is even better than the full moon of the Great Li...

Fortunately, the hoofbeats of the horses of the Great Li Iron Cavalry were loud. These literate sayings were that the wind and sand at the border were strong, and the horses' hoofs stepped on them, and the wind blew them away.

After getting the exact answer from the temple, Song Jixin turned to look at Chen Ping'an and asked with a smile: "Then I won't care about you? If something really happens, let's talk about it now. If you want to go to the Dufan Residence to find someone, you have to follow the rules on the mountain. How about it? Is there anything else you want to talk about?"

Chen Pingan first bowed to the temple to express his gratitude, and smiled at Song Jixin. "Since you've been talking a lot about Mud Bottle Alley, I have nothing to talk about with you."

Song Jixin doesn't mind if an outsider is present. Will he lose face? , joking with Chen Pingan: "A few night banquets have greatly damaged my personal wallet. So I won't go to your future celebrations."

Chen Pingan laughed. Said: "It doesn't matter if the person can't arrive. The gift of accompanying the vassal in the capital cannot be missed."

Song Jixin shook his head, "The money-crazy is still there."

Chen Pingan said : "Such words can't be blamed on you, a person who makes a clanging noise in his pocket."

Miao Zhu was greatly shocked. He really didn't know what this unfamiliar-looking swordsman in blue was saying. Who is it that Fang Sheng is so lucky to be so familiar with the vassal king Song Mu? It sounds like he is not an ordinary talker. Could it be a "fellow fellow" from Lizhu Dongtian? For example, when Jidu took office, Lin Shouyi, the temple's best minister, had a personal relationship with the vassal king as if they were classmates. They talked and chatted without being too official. It's just that when Lin Miaozhu spoke, no matter how taboo he spoke, he was still not as free as the man in front of him.

Song Mu came to Dadu Temple to burn incense only a handful of times, not once in three years. Every time, he liked to visit privately incognito and did not like to show off. In the entire Aquarius Continent, one person outnumbered ten thousand people. The lord of the feudal lord actually helped people ask for a house in person today, which was even more unprecedented.

Nowadays, the situation in the Dali Temple is delicate. His Majesty the Emperor's many measures are very popular in the mountains and down the mountain. The vassal courts of various countries who are busy revising official histories unanimously praise him as the emperor of the ages. But in fact, everyone knows very well that the vassal king Song Mu, who is always on the front line of the battlefield, has a more intimate relationship with the immortal master on the mountain, especially the relationship between Song Mu and the Dali cavalry.

There is also a rumor that Emperor Song He was a disciple of Xiuhu Cui Chan, while the vassal king Song Mu was a student of Qi Jingchun. But the behavior of these brothers seems to be completely opposite to that of the two gentlemen. Emperor Song He made the mountains and rivers of the continent feel like a spring breeze, and the vassal king Song Mu was decisive in the war. After sitting in the capital for these years, he was still iron-fisted and resolute. The Lord of Zhongyue Mountain, Jin Qing, violated a taboo once, and it turned out to be just an order from the vassal residence. A big tiger came to the temple in person to apologize, so there was a saying that "mountain and water bow their heads".

Miao Zhu did not dare to stay long, so he told the house address, gave him a key and left.

Song Jixin said: "Let's go."

I didn't expect Chen Ping'an to see him off.

Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan said: "Send you to the door."

Song Jixin looked flattered, "The sun is coming out in the west?"

Chen Ping'an said: "For the sake of not disappointing Mr. Qi."

Song Jixin rolled his eyes, "No, I'll forgive you."

Chen Jixin rolled his eyes. Ping An said angrily: "If I don't send it, you can't ask for it. If I want to send it, I can't stop it."

Song Jixin shook his sleeves, finally put his hands in his sleeves, and looked at this guy with a smile, "It's not like you to be so sharp."

Chen Ping'an stretched his hand around his back and took off the long sword he was carrying.

Song Jixin was shocked, and he yelled: "What the hell are you going to do? Chen Pingan, if you want to fight, don't bully others."

Chen Pingan He glanced sideways at the King of the Great Li Domain. He held the sword in his hand and hung it on his waist. He hesitated slightly and did not hang it on the left side. He changed the position to the right side.

This seemingly superfluous action made Song Jixin's eyelids tremble. Damn Chen Ping'an is a left-hander who is not easy to detect! Many times back then, for example, when Chen Pingan was sitting at the door pulling out blanks with both hands, even Song Jixin would forget about it.

Chen Pingan said: "Ma Kuxuan is still at the Dadu River. I'll go find him. I can't do anything wrong with you."

Song Jixin immediately took out a golden coin from his sleeve The message talisman made of material, said with a smile: "Then you two have a good chat and reminisce about the past. Don't worry, I am here to accompany you and will never interfere with the discussion between the two of you."

Chen Pingan said: "Don't be nervous, I'm just saying hello, I can't start a fight. You don't have to remind the Taoist immortal on the top of the city."

Song Jixin frowned and said: "We are watching the mountains and rivers in the palm of our hands, our words, Have you listened?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I saw it, but I didn't listen. It's too embarrassing for the vassal."

Song Jixin regained his smile and put away the talisman. .

The two walked side by side.

Chen Pingan said: "You are the same as before, you like to turn against others."

Song Jixin smiled angrily: "Chen Pingan, that's about it. Today You said a lot of weird things, and I’m still trying to tolerate them.”

Chen Ping’an said, “I’ve been listening to your weird things for nearly ten years, but I didn’t feel like I was trying to tolerate them.” To tell the truth, you are just a quarrelsome person, so you can only show off your authority on my side, and you are not as good as those masters."

Song Jixin was not annoyed at all. , but laughed loudly, accidentally speaking a little too loudly, and received an elbow from Chen Pingan, which made Song Jixin grimace in pain.

Gu Can’s mother in Niping Lane, Li Huai’s mother in the west of the town, the old woman in Xinghua Lane, and Huang Erniang, who sells wine in the town.

This four great masters can probably be regarded as the master of the simple folk customs of his hometown town, and he is a senior. Gu Can,Li Huai, Song Jixin, Ma Kuxuan, Chen Ping'an, are probably the juniors on this road...

When the younger generation of Lizhu Dongtian left their hometown one after another, there were countless foreigners. , have all experienced the skill of these young people.

Song Jixin rubbed his ribs and said with emotion: "I miss you very much."

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said: "It's not time to remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness. , the fighting on Yangguan Avenue is nothing more than fighting for your life, dying or living. From now on, the road at night will be difficult the higher you go, so take it easy on the other side of the capital, there is Liu Qingfeng in front of you. There is Zhao Yao, one is very powerful, and the other is very familiar with you. No matter what, remember to pave an escape route for yourself first. As for whether the escape route is up or back, in short, it is an escape route.”

Song Jixin hummed, nodded slightly, suddenly turned his head, and asked softly: "How about?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "No need. I don't even recognize you after leaving the temple. ."

Why don't you, Chen Ping'an, be the new Imperial Master of Great Li?

Forget it, I, Chen Pingan, don’t know the vassal king Song Mu. Today I was just in the temple, chatting with one of Mr. Qi’s disciples, an unpleasant neighbor Song Jixin. What’s in my heart.

After all, they have been neighbors for many years, and they are asking questions like riddles, but both parties know it well.

Song Jixin was in high spirits, stretched out his hand to grab Chen Pingan's arm, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I can wait!"

Chen Pingan's arm shook slightly, He flicked Song Jixin's arm away and said, "The bad habit of being greedy for greatness and seeking perfection will be corrected in the future."

When they arrived at the entrance of the temple, they were only one step away from crossing the threshold. Song Jixin suddenly said: " Remember to keep the distinction between public and private matters, don't give others any chance."

Chen Ping'an's right thumb has quietly pressed against the hilt of the sword, "Don't forget that your right hand is fragrant and your left foot is stepping forward."

Song. Ji Xin smiled and stepped across the threshold with his left foot and walked out of Jidu Temple. After descending the steps, he turned around and looked at the couplet.

Chen Ping'an was exactly the same, standing side by side with Song Jixin again.

Song Jixin asked: "As for the blank plaque, do you have any ideas? If you do, I can do it quietly and without leakage."

Chen Pingan remained silent. Voice.

Song Jixin said softly: "Everyone on the top of the mountain in each continent actually knows who Jidu worships, and they all know that the statue in the main hall is just a decoration now. I believe someone will soon be with him. Da Li suggested that Zhi Gui should be replaced by Zhi Gui who is more worthy of her name. After all, she is the only true dragon in the world. As for Zhi Gui's temper, you know very well that she will definitely not refuse. She even thinks it is natural. The key is here, Zhi Gui. There is also a bit of unwillingness to let others get involved in the Jidu Temple. Of course, she also has a selfish motive to be angry with Mr. Qi. I can't reason with her at that time. It is estimated that after His Majesty the Emperor shirks it once or twice, he will. Nodding. Having said that, it was actually the right thing for you to break up the contract with Zhigui early and not earn the water fortune. The benefits are great, but the consequences are not small."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "In the future, as long as there are measures against our literary saints, whether in front of the stage or behind the scenes, Chen Pingan and Luo Luoshan will take over. Of course, don't be idle."

Song Jixin smiled and said: "I can't imagine that the two of us will one day work together side by side."

Chen Ping'an hummed, "It's quite bad."

Song Jixin was speechless.

Song Jixin was silent for a moment, then remembered something, and his expression became solemn, "Be careful of a group of Qi practitioners traveling from other continents. If you encounter them, it's best to take a detour. Except for the leader of this group of people protecting the road, The two old men, the rest of whom are not very old, have very special identities and are more secretive in their actions. They don't seem to like wind control and like to travel through mountains and rivers on two legs. Some sword cultivators in Beiju Luzhou who stayed in Aquarius Island have eaten before. Da Kutou, I don’t know their traces at this moment, they disappeared out of thin air. You must know that there is also a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal among them. Moreover, except for a few people in Da Li, including me, there are no people on the mountain or the mountain. There are five people, and the rest are not qualified to know. The reason why I know this is because the other party 'said hello' to our Da Li Song family, which is a bit polite to a host, so as not to lose more than ten sword cultivators in Beiju Luzhou. We are looking blindly. But the possibility of you encountering them is not high."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and nodded: "If I guess correctly, it should be led by the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, together with the Yin Yang Family. The qi practitioners of the Heshu family are re-establishing the time scale and determining the length, weight and volume. This is the top priority in the world after the war. Someone needs to travel all over the nine continents to start recreating the past. The weights and measures determined by the Li Sheng. If anyone rushes into it at this time, it is not like seeking death, but even being imprisoned in the Confucian Temple for a few years, the Confucian Temple is very reasonable."

The current world of Haoran. , is unstable. In addition to the impact caused by the mutual involvement with the Wild World, it is also related to some "missing" in the Heavenly Way of the Haoran World. That's why Chen Ping'an guessed that the few heavy tools used to accurately determine weights and measures had some deviations. And their deviation by a hair is equivalent to being completely invalid. As for who can cause such damage to the avenue, there is no need to guess. It is the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain and Wen Hai Zhou. Other than that, no other throne demon can do it.

As for the invisible and far-reaching influence of this great Tao, a mountaintop Qi practitioner who is as powerful as the world will have a deeper experience the higher his realm.

Song Jixin was amazed and said with a smile: "As expected of a hidden official, you can guess this."

The two turned around and walked slowly, Chen Pingan asked: " No one cares about Ma Kuxuan's mischief?"

Cheng Yue, Chun Qing, Xu Bai. There are one young man and two candidates in the world.

Although Ma Kuxuan behaves erratically, at least he doesn't talk big words, so the three of them must have suffered at the hands of Ma Kuxuan. Shengyue doesn't seem to be very good at fighting. As for Zhuhai Dongtian's pure green and the young Jiang Taigong, Chen Ping'an has never been in contact with them, so it's hard to say. But according to the Shanshui Di newspaper that was circulated to the top of the city, the two people behind,He was too young, and he didn't seem to be used to the world, so it wasn't surprising that he lost to Ma Kuxuan.

Song Jixin said: "We have too much military merit to squander it casually. What's more, others don't know Ma Kuxuan's ability to provoke others, and you and I don't know it either? We are competing on the mountain, and we are peers, and we have not yet distinguished between life and death. , it’s too late for others to watch the excitement, so what’s the advice? Now Ma Kuxuan can walk sideways in Aquarius Continent, and there are countless young monks who truly admire Ma Kuxuan and don’t like his domineering style. I wish that Ma Kuxuan would choke to death after taking a sip of cold water, and that he would fall down after walking with his feet sprained. The young people in the mountains who like Ma Kuxuan wish that Ma Kuxuan would become an immortal tomorrow and ascend to the realm of ascension the day after tomorrow."

Chen. Ping An smiled and said: "Actually, it means that I haven't met Cao Ci or Fei Ran, otherwise Ma Kuxuan would change his name immediately."

Song Jixin said: "Where is Ma Kuxuan waiting for you?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "We have already put aside the remaining affairs."

Song Jixin asked doubtfully: "Why did you change your mind?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Because he still didn't give up and didn't take 'no more than three things' seriously, so he deliberately stayed by the Dadu River to wait for me. You still understand him best. Ma Kuxuan is really good at provoking people. It means you have a good temper, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to bear the glare for so many years.”

Song Jixin was a little helpless. One curse and two curses. Okay, you two call.

Song Jixin walked towards an unassuming carriage in the distance. The driver was a first-class worshiper of the capital.

Looking back, the young feudal king found that the guy was still standing there, as if waiting for him to get in the car. Song Jixin smiled and waved goodbye, feeling a little weird in his heart. After thinking about it again, I felt relieved. After all, they were neighbors for many years and... half of the same family. "We are of the same lineage of literary saints." After thinking about it again, Song Jixin had a strange look on his face. According to his seniority, does his mother Chen Ping'an count as him? His junior uncle?

How could such a person become a closed disciple of Literary Saint?

Song Jixin sat in the carriage and began to think carefully about this issue.

Those who have never been neighbors with Chen Pingan cannot imagine how this mud-legged man is so crazy about money. Day in and day out, year in and year out, if you can't afford to study, you can only do two things, make money and save money. According to what Mud Leg said back then, if you don't have money, saving money means making money. I remember that after Chen Pingan said these words, Zhigui was dusting the quilt in the yard, and Song Jixin was sitting on the wall, dangling a money bag, and asked Chen Pingan if he wanted to borrow money to buy the Spring Festival couplets and the door god since he was closed for the year. Chen Pingan said no at the time.

This guy often goes into the mountains to collect herbs, and will only sell them to the Yang family shop at the lowest market price. Mudleg never bargains.

For fellow villagers, if you have anything to do, just say hello and Chen Ping'an will help you with crop work, grabbing water in the middle of the night, weddings and funerals, and every wake, it will definitely be till dawn, and your relatives will be unable to bear it and go to sleep. , the young man is still sitting there alone...

Every time the New Year's Eve comes, he helps to kill pigs, and the young man contributes a lot, pressAccording to local custom, everyone only eats a big bowl of rice, picks up some meat with chopsticks, and then leaves the table. Someone kills a chicken, and if there are any unwanted chicken feathers, they will say hello first, pick them up and take them home to make feather dusters or shuttlecocks.

Chopping firewood and burning charcoal, because I am worried about conflict with young people, so if I want to burn charcoal, I have to walk a lot of mountain roads. There would be a surplus every year, so I would carry the bags out of the mountains, carry them home, and then carry them from door to door, giving them to neighbors. They would also say that the firewood was not good, the charcoal was not good enough to burn, and they could not sell it for money. If someone asked him to stay for a meal, or if an old man returned some eggs or something, he wouldn't agree and would just find an excuse and run away.

I dig bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest and dry them in the sun. I collect the discarded porcelain clay from the dragon kiln bit by bit. I just caught a glimpse of my neighbor’s study to clean up the supplies. If I have nothing to do, I take a little slug with me to Lao Porcelain. After rummaging through the mountains, he made his own wooden frame, selected porcelain tiles with relatively complete and similar patterns, and pieced them together to make the hanging screen. Chen Pingan once asked Song Jixin if he would buy it. Song Jixin was actually very interested in one at that time. The broken porcelain is all a hanging screen with dragon patterns, but at that time, the little slug made a loud voice, saying that one hanging screen would be enough to buy ten children's warm quilts. If you don't buy this, it will simply weigh down the coffin boards of the ancestors' tombs. I couldn't stand it anymore... I heard that Song Jixin was upset. The little brat stepped on the bench in the yard next door, yelling, blowing his nose and throwing it at Song Jixin's yard. Song Jixin said that this thing was too rough and he couldn't give it away. If you want to make money from this, it would be too unconscionable. After that, Chen Pingan stopped going to Lao Cishan to pick up rags. The few hanging screens he had originally made were given away to Liu Xianyang, Gu Can from Mu Ping Alley, and some neighbors whose children were in school.

Before the age of fourteen, the apprentice kiln worker who grew up eating a lot of food seemed to have paid off all the favors he owed when he was young.

For some reason, the lord of the feudal lord, who started to close his eyes and meditate, just remembered the time when he took his maid back to Mud Bottle Lane, and happened to see the straw-shoe boy standing at the door of his house, before he took out the key and opened the door. , Niluizi quickly glanced at the neighbor's door and wall, opened the door, and couldn't help but step back and take a few more glances.

Song Jixin has some small regrets. If he had known, he would have spent a few copper coins to buy that pair of porcelain hanging screens. He vaguely remembers that the workmanship is actually quite good and he is very attentive to the flowers and birds of the four seasons. All.

I remember when I was a child, Song Jixin would occasionally leave Zhigui and go for a walk alone. He would come home late. Song Jixin was actually not very courageous. He was afraid of ghosts, so he would run and call Chen Pingan’s name. . My peers who never lighted the lamp every night would open the door with a creak and a distant answer.

After Chen Ping'an went to Long Kiln to learn how to make porcelain, Song Jixin got older and learned a few principles from books about not talking about strange powers and confusing gods. He stopped making troubles and felt embarrassed. , and I was also afraid of disturbing Zhigui. After the update, the two sides had such a quarrel, and it was estimated that even if one was willing to shout, the other would not respond. However, the little slug living at the other end of the Mud Bottle Lane took Song's place to carry firewood. For some reason, Gu Can always took a detour every time he went to the fields to catch eels alone, and had to go through a whole muddy road when he got home. Go home to bottle alley, little slug waistHanging a small bamboo fish basket, he shouted Chen Pingan's name vigorously as he ran. Whenever Chen Pingan was at home, he would always go out of the house, and most of the time he would stand outside the courtyard door and chat with Gu Can. Occasionally, when Liu Xianyang got tired of hearing this, he would curse at the top of his voice and call ghosts. Before Gu Can stopped, he would reply and call his ancestors' names. He would quickly wake up that lazy Wang Zhu and burn incense together to pray for his ancestors' graves. Green smoke... Song Jixin actually knew it well. If Chen Pingan hadn't stopped the little slug and somehow persuaded Gu Can, Song Jixin's family would change Spring Festival couplets and door gods every day. Song Jixin wouldn't feel bad about it. A few dollars, but who wouldn’t be bothered?

Gu Can, this little bastard, holds more grudges than Chen Ping'an. He can really grit his teeth and stay awake until midnight, then come to his door and throw stones at the windows. The most terrifying part, which I thought was ridiculous at the time but became more and more terrifying the more I thought about it afterwards, was that every time it rained, snowed, and was muddy, a bunch of shoe prints left in the alley belonged to adults, and the two slightly staggered sets of footprints only appeared in half of the alley. This means that Gu Can braved the rain and snow, and after leaving his house, he took a detour to the other side of the alley, then walked towards Chen Ping'an and Song Jixin, smashed the stones, and then ran away along the original road. , to this day, Song Jixin is very curious about that pair of adult shoes, who did Gu Can frame the blame for, whose house they were stolen from, and how exactly did this little slug "walk all the way" .

You know, Gu Can was only four or five years old at that time.

Nowadays, Gu Can seems to have become a close disciple of the Lord of Baidi City before he was even thirty years old. He is already well-known as a "reasonable person" in the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

If Chen Ping'an could not help but be afraid of trouble when he was a child, so he became accustomed to it and became not afraid of trouble, then Gu Can's patience is really innate.

Even if Song Jixin reunited with Chen Pingan today, he still felt that Gu Can was actually more of a pure Taoist than Chen Pingan, a natural wild cultivator, or a born White Emperor. The direct descendant of the city.

Furthermore, Song Jixin is certain that in the next hundred years, Gu Can will definitely be one of the most outstanding genius monks in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, or one of them?

When Song Jixin thought of this, he laughed and said softly: "Our Mud Bottle Lane is a good place. I shouldn't be afraid of ghosts when I was a child."

By the Dadu River, Ma Kuxuan was alone, stretched out, stretched his muscles and bones, and then intertwined his fingers, waiting for a fist fight that he had been waiting for for many years. It came late, so that he could wait.

But now it can probably be replaced by Wen Jian.

Yu Shiwu, who is half a friend, has already realized what’s interesting. That’s the best thing about Yu Shiwu. He is willing to say those unpleasant and nice things once or twice, but he won’t say too much and won’t annoy people. .

A man wearing a green shirt with his back to the gate of Jidu Temple walked slowly. He is a naturally left-handed swordsman, with his sword hanging on the right, and his right thumb against the hilt of the sword

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Don’t rush to unsheath the sword.

This long sword is called "Yeyou".

Wandering at night with a sword, the light of the sword outside the sheath is as bright as the moon. At night in the world, a swordsman holds his sword like a candle.

Ma Kuxuan asked from a distant voice: "Do you want me to build a small world? The old rule is, draw a circle, whoever goes out will lose?"

Chen Ping'an made a slight bend. waist, holding the "Night Tour" with his left hand, unsheathed the sword, and swept forward.

Quietly, Chen Pingan, one man and one sword, took Ma Kuxuan beside Dadu and disappeared into the world.

I had two fights with Ma Kuxuan, but Chen Pingan was always silent and dumb. Ma Kuxuan liked to chatter non-stop. After today, I believe Ma Kuxuan will definitely pick up this bad habit. change.

A bird in a cage, Ma Kuxuan was in the vast and criss-crossing world of sword energy. He squinted his eyes and saw a bright light suddenly appearing in the sky.

Between Ma Kuxuan, who was still motionless, and the sword light on the sky, the heaven and earth shook, and golden gods gradually stood up. Some were genuine golden bodies, and some were Ma Ku There are as many as twelve mysterious objects in total.

Twelve majestic gods stand in the air, with ancient stars under their feet that were also imagined by Ma Kuxuan.

Ma Kuxuan shrunk into a mustard seed, like a qigong practitioner Yin Shen traveling far away in the sky, with the sun, moon and stars visible in the distance.

In the small world of others, you have your own little world.

A sword slashed straight down. The sword light that was originally a straight line was bent eleven times. It was still a sword that cut through the true and false golden bodies of the twelve gods.

Ma Kuxuan sneered, and the figure of a mustard seed turned directly into nothingness.

But after Ma Kuxuan's body dissipated, the small world of Bird Sword Qi in the cage began to expand on its own, because an ancient ruins emerged, which was a large galaxy with swirling whirlpools.

Indistinctly, there are four towering heavenly gates, each on one side, hidden in the brilliance of the stars.

In the vortex of the galaxy, there is a very eye-catching golden thread.

On the east and west sides, the sun and moon hang high, each dragging a spiral path of colorful light to the sky.

Before the war that swept the two worlds, there were two ascension platforms, one was the "Crab House" of Lizhu Cave that still remained relatively intact, and the other was the Tuoyue of the Wild World where the roads had long been disconnected. Mountain, the realm of ascension, is the "heavenly court" where the founders of the three religions cannot completely break the restrictions, because the "landscape restrictions" there are tens of millions of stars, all of which are divided by the corpse of a deputy god. It is formed, and then is intertwined with the long river of time in which a great avenue manifests into "a certain truth".

When it comes to formations, one heavenly ruins are the source of several formations in the world.

In that war, there were quite a group of human monks who did not evacuate immediately from the ruins of the battlefield and stayed in it for a long time. Under the guidance of the law, relying on a certain type of divinity inherent in oneself,Automatically integrated with the Great Dao, quickly stripped away human nature, and became brand-new gods... Then, some of these gods were detained in the major ancestral courts and sects of the military family, and some were killed by sword cultivators on the spot, even if the golden body was completely broken, The dissipated soul was permanently detained in the ruins, integrated with the formation.

It is rumored that Buddha was the last one to evacuate the site, but he still failed to truly break the ban, because even if there was only a slight difference, it was a world of difference, and the result was the same, seemingly reduced to ruins. Heaven will return to the old "one". Once the gods return to their respective places and can "fill in the gaps", they will even return to their appearance before the war.

The people who were protecting the formation of Buddha at that time were located near the four Broken Heavenly Gates, holding open the heaven and earth. The most holy ancestor, Taoist ancestor, military ancestor, "young swordsman" Chen Qingdu.

These old stories that are destined not to be recorded in books were all told by A Liang to Chen Pingan when he returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

As for the demons suppressed by Bai Yujing, the ghosts suppressed by the Western Buddhist Kingdom, and the ritual saints stationed in Tianwai, to a large extent, this is to prevent any omissions from being taken advantage of by some remnants of ancient gods to increase their strength. Climbing to the top of human cultivation is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but whether it is a demon or a ghost outside the sky, or even some "new people" outside the sky, as long as they are detained by the gods and thrown into the ruins, as long as the path is consistent, there is no need to practice at all, and they will be there in an instant It is a brand-new god who is gifted with supernatural powers who can reappear in the world. In the next ten thousand years, in several worlds, the reason why some high-ranking gods will be reincarnated as human beings is in itself a "blocking road" in the struggle for great ways. In that case, the new gods that emerge in the ruins will not be able to occupy certain key positions, especially the highest positions.

The Li Sheng and the Confucian Temple sages, as well as a small group of Ascension Realm monks, plus the founders of hundreds of schools of thought who "aligned with their own way", will all open the door after the Li Sheng "opens the door". Only by manifesting various avenues can we kill those new gods. It is a dispute between the old and new ways that are at odds with each other. This is the reason why almost all the ancestors of various schools of thought are using their knowledge to prove the Tao, but they rarely show up in the vast world, because they You need to "eat your fill" in Haoran, and then you need to "respect etiquette and follow the rules" to go to the outside world.

So in the past years at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, whether it was A Liang or senior fellow apprentices, they all respected the Li Sheng very much.

A Liang even said that there are four people in the world who are popular wherever they go, and everyone respects them sincerely.

One is the most reasonable and the best at fighting in our world. The rules are heavy and the principles are heavy. They only fall on all the masters on the mountain tops, but they are light on the shoulders of ordinary masters.

And whoever was not convinced, the ceremonial sage, who rarely appeared in Chinese temples, would return to Haoran from the outside and personally go to a certain ancestral hall of various schools of thought to reason with him.

A Liang said that there was once an ancestor of various schools of thought who was driven to a panic and cursed the sage of rites for acting tyrannically in the name of the inner sage. As a result, the sage of rites was silent. Pull directly toTianwai, and then chatted for thirty years, asking one question, if it were not for the help of Li Sheng to fill in the gaps in the family's knowledge, the latter would have almost turned to Confucianism to become a sage.

The other one is the ancestral disciple of the Taoism, Grand Master Bai Yujing. There is also a Bodhisattva from the Western Buddhist country who vows not to become a Buddha until hell is empty.

Chen Pingan said there is no need to talk about the fourth one.

Alian, who had been working hard for a long time, held it in for a long time, and finally said angrily, "I never thought that our boss swordsman would have such no status in your kid's mind."

At that time, A Liang was walking on Taixiang Street and joked with Chen Ping'an. The old saying that tall people hold up the sky when it falls is true. At the same time, he gently kicked away the kid who dared to spit at him and express his admiration even if he didn't even know him. He kicked the kid until he was lying on the door of his house like a doorkeeper. After he fell to the ground, he cried loudly, and then A woman immediately ran out, laughing and scolding A Liang for having no conscience, why he was so cruel to his own son...

A Liang glanced at the child sitting on the ground with a crying face, and asked Chen Pingan , does it look similar? Chen Ping'an said it was okay, probably because his appearance was more like his mother's.

The woman immediately gave a thumbs up to Mr. Yin Guan and said with a smile that she planned to let her son recognize him as a godfather. Looking at the two idiots pretending to be deaf and mute and quickly leaving, the woman laughed endlessly.

Later, the child followed Feisheng City to the fifth world. The woman and her husband did not leave just because her husband was Nascent Soul, even if she was not an Earth Immortal.

Chen Ping'an was standing outside a heavenly gate holding a sword and asked: "If the guardian is not around, can't you let go?"

Ma Kuxuan's laughter sounded loudly. Throughout the world, "Find me first and then let's see who runs out of spiritual energy first."

Chen Pingan handed out the second sword in no hurry, held it behind his back with one hand, held the sword with one hand, and looked up at the A magnificent gate that towers into the clouds.

As for the ruins of Heavenly Court, there were no secret records in the summer palace, which piqued A Liang's interest. Chen Ping'an even asked the boss Sword Immortal a few questions.

The eldest swordsman gave a vague answer that was not an answer. He only said that sword cultivators were divided into two groups back then. Fortunately, if a piece of land is completely blocked, it can still give future generations a chance. At least on this matter, he, Chen Qingdu, Long Jun and Guanzhao are all on the same side as the founder of the three religions. However, the other sword cultivator and the military ancestor all feel that this should not be the case. One feels that the credit is the greatest, and the other is ambitious, thinking that it will provoke a crazy counterattack from the fleeing remnants of the gods. What are they afraid of? It would be better if they come. At worst, there will be a complete elimination of future troubles, and the whole world will collapse. The long river of time exploded, and there was no more aura of heaven and earth, and future generations would be unable to practice. At worst, they, the handful of people who reached the top, no matter how many sentient beings died in those prototypes of the world, it would be up to them to find another place. Recuperate and recuperate for thousands of years, and then the human race will still be respected., as for the people of the world in the future, this will cut off the road to practice and climb, and it will also save many accidents on the great road. The great road of heaven and earth will be more orderly and stable, the heaven and earth will be isolated, heaven and man will be separated, and even the things that the Taoist ancestors will be worried about will be eliminated. The signs were eliminated.

Ma Kuxuan's voice sounded again, full of joking, "If we choose to fight here, if we want to decide the outcome, we will really have to decide between life and death. And let me remind you, the time and place are all right. It's me. I spend some extraneous things, but you have to spend your real life. You have worked hard to earn the status of a swordsman in a foreign land. It's hard to come by. Why don't you know how to cherish it just a few steps back home? Ah.”

Ma Kuxuan clicked his tongue and said, “Are you afraid of being a poor person and showing off as soon as you have money? Then you seem to be no different from those trash in the mountains who only know how to persuade me to give me more energy. Well."

Chen Ping ignored it and just took this opportunity to take a good look at the Tianmen.

Because this world is just an object of Ma Kuxuan's imagination, many details are very different from the truth that Chen Pingan knows. As for the stars and the long river of time, they are even more frivolous. A frightening display.

Chen Pingan sheathed his sword and put it on his back again, saying: "Okay, the entire visualization site is you. What are you hiding? Do you really think I can't take you? This is the third scene today. , let’s treat it as a draw. Whatever happens in the next game, if you are willing to live or die, just give you a chance.”

The next moment, Chen Ping’an sacrificed himself to the moon in the well, and the four people were like rainbows. A sword formation appeared out of thin air, and countless flying swords appeared like four snow-white galaxies, and four heavenly gates emerged in a mighty manner.

The world was silent for a moment, and Ma Kuxuan's mind manifested itself, appeared next to Chen Pingan, and asked: "Aren't you afraid that I will reveal the roots of your two flying swords?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Every code is a code. Let's not talk about the grudges between us. You are a person who shows off when you are in power, and you often break up with others, but at least you are still a person who has knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood. To be honest, apart from annoying you, I don’t think your actions are disgusting. In my early years at the Sword Qi Great Wall, I met a swordsman with a similar temperament and temperament to you. Thanks to you, I had a good conversation with him. Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "I have accepted a direct disciple, who is a pure martial artist and has pretty good qualifications. How about you give him the opportunity to ask Quan Luo Luoshan three times in the future?" /p>

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Yes, provided that he has won my first disciple, and if he asks Quan Pei for money, it is considered within three chances."

Ma Kuxuan Said: "No problem."

Ma Kuxuan held the back of his head with both hands and said lazily: "To be honest, this world makes me sick."

Chen Ping An said: "You are also disgusting with others, so you have no right to say this."

Ma Kuxuan laughed heartily.

Chen Pingan tiptoed and swept back, and Ma Kuxuan retreated with his mind. The two of them were always side by side, looking at the high-hanging ancient ruins together.

Chen Pingan said silently:"Boundless wind and moon, there is a world of truth."

Ma Kuxuan sneered, "Books are the least valuable."

Both sides put away their respective worlds almost at the same time.

On the bank of Dadu River, Ma Kuxuan's body turned into a rainbow light and went to accompany the capital city.

Chen Pingan carried his sword and walked back to Dadu Temple.

While staying in the house, Chen Pingan borrowed several sage books from the ancestral temple. They were all books that were no longer banned by the Confucian Temple. Chen Pingan lit an oil lamp on the table and stayed awake all night. I just slowly flipped through the book, occasionally getting up, opening the window and looking out, feeling the cool breeze blowing on my face.

After Chen Pingan took the ferry and crossed the sea from Tongyezhou into the territory of Aquarius Island, the sun and moon in his mind were a bunch of things that he could detect but could never open at the gate of Taiping Mountain. There are twenty-four scrolls of time scrolls in total. It seems that the landscape restrictions have been automatically opened. They can all be opened, and each picture can be seen at a glance.

For example, during the Grain Rain season, a group of rural tea pickers walked into the Spring Mountain. Among them was a girl with a slender figure, picking tea with both hands, and her movements were skillful. Suddenly, she was shaken by the wind, like a branch being blown by the spring breeze. The girl suddenly raised her head and looked at a mountain. There was a giant snake coiling around the mountain. Its eyes were as big as two patio wells. She opened her mouth and sucked in. The tea pickers on the mountain, no matter men, women, old or young, all turned into bones and fell to the ground.

In autumn, in a vast expanse of gold, a young official with badly worn boots was sitting on the edge of a field, laughing with an old farmer. The next moment, a gust of wind blew by, and the wheat ears were flying, and the grains were like flying swords. All the villages in a county were like a piece of thin white paper that had become pulpy after a heavy rain. There was a village school in a thatched house, and suddenly there was no sound of reading.

In the hideout of a wealthy family, lights light up at night. Suddenly, the entire mansion turned bright red. A monster monk with a pale face and scarlet lips slowly walked into it. Every time he snapped his fingers, a burst of light would explode next to the lights, on the walls, and on the windows. Big globs of blood.

On the top of a fairy mountain, an old fairy master and a group of children were building a snowman, and by the way, he was teaching a young man with pretty features and very spiritual energy. The old man seemed to be talking about praying for rain at the foot of the mountain. In order to pray for it, the prefect Rain, burn that paper dragon king, what kind of fun are you making? You insist on carrying the stream water. You really think you are the river dragon king. This will be contaminated with cause and effect. Don't be so motivated in the future... The young man dealt with the master absentmindedly. , the old man was lecturing his disciples, but in fact his eyes were full of pride... In an instant, sword rays passed by, and there were headless corpses all over the ground, including the old man and the young man.

There are emperors and generals from that remote place, civil and military generals, warriors in the martial arts, mountain and wild cultivators, and genealogy masters of small sects. They all went to die one after another. They died generously and heroically, but they were destined to die. His name is unknown.

It’s all about Tongyezhou’s feng shui and customs, and it’s all about Tongyezhou’s troubled times.

All the "subtleties" of beauty and dedication have long been crushed by the raging force. The entire Tongye Continent has been sealed and buried in the quagmire of history.In the long river. Chen Ping'an was once one of the "big trends in the world", and his impression of Tongyezhou was even that of one of the worst monks on the mountain.

Cui Chan clearly wanted to make Chen Pingan feel relaxed in Tongyezhou, but he couldn't relax at all. This Lord Yin Guan would not even have the slightest room to deceive himself and others. Twenty-four beautiful pictures were crushed, and there will be two hundred and forty ugly pictures that are destined to be filthy without delay. But Chen Pingan, don’t forget, no matter it is two hundred and forty or two thousand four hundred, you will not be able to do it after all. Denying the existence of the twenty-four scrolls, and a continent, a mountain and a river, is it more than just "not worthy of death"?

Cui Chan wanted Chen Pingan to witness with his own eyes the beauties, large and small, all up and down Tongyezhou Mountain. The entire other eight continents in the world, as well as the Tongyezhou monk himself, felt that Tongyezhou was the A rotten mess, but you, Chen Ping'an, are the only one who can't do it. Did the next sect choose Tongyezhou? Excellent. Then get along well with the arrogant and domineering monks from Aquarius Continent and Beiju Lu Continent!

Of these two continents, one is your hometown, which is inextricably related to your Luolu Mountain, and the other is the place with the most swordsmen cultivators that you respect the most among the Nine Continents. Want to be reasonable? Like to reason? Now that you have become a closed disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage, returned to your hometown, and become the master of a sect with a lower sect, you are no longer just the hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, so you, Chen Pingan, can be unreasonable to anyone there. Tongyezhou, bucking the trend and being a hero, allows you to talk enough at one time!

But it’s not enough if you don’t understand the truth, because Chen Pingan will be the most noticed scholar in the literary sage lineage.

The status of the literary sage lineage in Confucianism, in the Confucian Temple, and in the vast world, was elevated higher and higher. They were both hidden officials and sect masters. Since they were close disciples of the literary sage lineage, they must be a Chen Ping'an, who has become a moral sage, will be born from the sky, and the rising tide will lift all boats, and he will be lifted up into the sky little by little. He will receive countless praises, heartfelt praises mixed with malice, fair praises, sneaky compliments, everything, It’s all the water that carries the ship.

So Chen Pingan knew very well why his husband chose to "hide" in the Gongde Forest and once again chose to turn a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window.

Among all the scrolls of time, Chen Pingan has only one scroll that he has not read completely. He opens it every time and closes it quickly, not daring to look at it more.

Tonight is no exception.

It was a poor alley about the same width and narrowness as Mud Bottle Alley, a remote and secluded place in Tongyezhou. In Xiaoxiaoyu Alley, there was a little girl holding up a small hand. The small oil-paper umbrella jumped up and down, tilted and tilted, and walked back home briskly.

Chen Pingan suddenly withdrew from his mind and closed the scroll of time again.

Twisting a page between his fingers, Chen Pingan took a deep breath, gently released the page from his fingertips, and simply closed the book.

Chen Pingan stood up and walked to the window, put his fingers together and gently pressed against the window, muttering to himself, "I know, this is a chess game between me and you.Yi, you are good at embroidering tigers, because you are gone, and only the three continents chessboards of Tongye, Aoping, and Beijulu are left. "

Chen Pingan said softly: "Mr. Qi. Senior Brother Cui Cheng is too much of a bully, why don't you care about Junior Brother? "

The sky and the earth are silent, and the night is silent.

Chen Pingan asked himself and answered: "I guarantee that senior brother will lose this time. ”

This time, Cui Han actually hopes that his senior brother will win if he loses. I hope it won’t be like the Shujian Lake Questioning Game, and it will be meaningless for the Dali Imperial Master to win.

I just want to It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to defeat Xiu Hu on a chessboard.

After Chen Ping'an experienced the battle of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he can accept the life and death of many "strong men". Death, but only in the face of those weak people, the countless "weak people" like himself, Liu Xianyang, and little slugs in his hometown, Chen Ping'an will feel that under the general trend, the departure of countless "weak people" is still wrong, still not good. So even now, Chen Pingan doesn't dare to look at the last picture between the lakes.

It seems that if he doesn't look at the result, the little girl holding the umbrella will keep walking in the alley. , live.

Maybe she has returned home and put away the small oil paper umbrella. There will be family members sitting around, the lights will be bright, and the family will be reunited.

Even if we don’t talk about people’s hearts, just talking about certain things that cut off people’s financial paths in Tongyezhou, there are sworn enemies on the mountain and down the mountain, and the gains and losses involving vital interests, maybe Chen Ping’an and Xiazong’s A certain choice will one day conflict with the Yugui Sect Shenzhuan Peak and Na Wei Ying, which will eventually make the old sect leader Jiang Shangzhen, who worships Zhou Fei, have to make a choice that will definitely not satisfy everyone. This is why Chen Ping'an. Hui Hui suddenly changed his mind, from deciding that Cao Qinglang would be the leader of the next sect in one statement, to saying "If you have any objections, you can discuss it again" on Luolu Mountain. In fact, it was not that Chen Ping'an couldn't trust Cao Qinglang, but that Cao Qinglang was still too young after all. And some of the choices he made would make his heart overwhelmed too early.

Chen Ping'an knew how uncomfortable it felt, and some pain was really just pain and of no benefit. And if you can't get through it, you just can't get through it.

So Chen Ping'an has decided that the position of the next sect leader can be vacant for now, and let Cao Qinglang continue to cultivate his mind in the Lotus Root Blessed Land. Several years.

After being a hand-off shopkeeper for too many years, Chen Pingan also wanted to make up for his mistakes, so he just thought it was "not because the time has not come yet". He would show up too much and let a certain deputy mountain master put on a fierce attitude of "coming to Tongyezhou just to make peace and make money". For example... Cui Dongshan was just a student to share the worries of his husband.

Unknowingly, it was already dawn.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes.

In the distance outside the window, there was a smiling man. A young woman with sharp eyes

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Sushui Kingdom, late at night, in the closed mountain god temple, a girl wearing embroidered shoes, after listening to the words of the tall maid, put her hands behind her back and slowly Walking slowly, after thinking carefully, he nodded, clapped his hands with his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Scholars have a lot of experience. If I read a few more books, I will definitely come up with such a little trick. Pick a reading seed, It's so easy to gather all the talents in one battle. I wouldn't have thought of it! As for cutting off the beard halfway and putting on a sack, that's what we're all good at, and we can do it with our eyes closed. ”

A plump maid nodded vigorously, slicked her beard and patted the horse a few times. After hearing the good words, the mountain god Wei Wei was so angry that he punched the woman's chest hard without hitting her. The man staggered back, and the girl cursed: "You don't have a brain, you just grow up here. Then when Chen Ping'an comes to his ancestral temple, do you dare to salute a young swordsman without showing your face? You are so arrogant. "Why don't you become the Lord of the Tiger Palace? How wronged are you by me?"

The plump maid didn't dare to say anything back, she just rubbed her heart.

Wei Wei was still annoyed, so he stood up on tiptoes again, grabbed the tall maid's ears, pulled hard, causing the latter to lower her head, and reprimanded: "You are also a fool, you don't even care. Do you know what it means to keep the most affectionate Chen Ping'an as a guest in our Shushui Kingdom? Does it mean that your mother-in-law has a little exposure to him? At most, we can ask him to leave a calligraphy treasure or something, and then the three of us can roam freely in Shushui Country."

After scolding people and getting angry, the girl with embroidered shoes sighed and relaxed. He opened his fingers and looked at the two fools who looked respectful but were actually happy, and said helplessly: "I have a close relationship with the imperial court of Shushui Kingdom, but do you think that the swordsman just gave us a hand?"< /p>

Seeing the two fools looking at each other who were just eating incense and doing nothing, they rolled their eyes slightly, then put their fingers together, pointed at their own eyes, then pointed at the tall maid, and then suddenly tightened their fists Fist, shouting "Rumble", almost like thunder, said with a wry smile: "Think about it, Chen Ping'an, a swordsman, has come to our place how many times?"

The tall maid timidly said: "Three times "

Wei Wei said angrily: "In less than thirty years, a young swordsman has visited a small hill three times. What does this mean? It means that there will definitely be another one. Four times! Why do you think the first thing he said was to ask about the placement of the statue in the temple? If you said it wrong... If our mountain temple made a mistake, you will see if he will leave. Believe it or not, it’s up to you. Even if I drive him away, he will stay and chat with me for a few words! He is a smiling person with a knife in his sleeve, a ruthless person who kills people without even thinking about it... If I hadn't predicted this, I would have known that he would definitely go away this way. , so I have carefully preserved those broken stones. It is hard to say whether the three of us can talk to each other now."

The tall woman.He cautiously said, "Is it possible that your Majesty is overthinking it? He is a guest at our temple this time. He looks very friendly and doesn't have the slightest air of being a swordsman."

In the cool shade of the ancient pines outside the door, The green-robed Sword Immortal was sitting on the stone bench with a warm smile, talking to her, and even invited her to sit down and chat with her.

Wei Wei glanced sideways at her, and the tall maid immediately shut up.

Wei Wei waved her sleeves and the door opened. She sat on the threshold, holding her chin in her hands, and began to think about things.

The realm of the Mountain God covers one and a half counties and governs the landscape of approximately six counties. In the past, Wei Wei didn't like to greet the gods from the Confucian and Martial Temples. They all had little official hats and liked to keep their eyes high. At most, she would deal with the county god who was a head shorter than her, who was more sensible.

Wei Wei finally said: "You two, go to those county God's temples and carefully check all the merit books. All the reading seeds in our own territory, that is, those who have the hope of becoming scholars and tribute students, Record them all in the book one by one, and just do as the sword fairy said, a trickle of water will make a long way... And those so-called families who have accumulated good deeds, oh, I feel so distressed and distressed, I really feel distressed to death, you should also share some virtuous wisdom, Hiding in the door gods they posted, I can't help you much. Our family is too weak at the moment, so let's do a little help to dispel the evil spirits and evil winds. When the Jinshi master is named on the gold medal, he will come to our temple to fulfill his vows and add a lot of literature. Luck, and taking a long-term view, Chen Ping'an is right. Today is no longer the same as before, and you can't make a one-time deal. As long as you can get off to a good start, you have to take a long-term view."

In addition to being afraid. As a swordsman who is well fed and will often come to visit as a guest, the reason why Wei Wei is willing to "act according to orders" is that, in the final analysis, it is of course profitable and the risk is minimal. Wei Wei feels that in the long run, if he follows what he said If we do it, there is indeed hope that the harvest will be guaranteed despite droughts and floods, and that one day we will be able to properly manage the landscape and enjoy the blessings. When you become a mountain god, think about opening up a mansion, and then think about the mountain god who is the prince of the Five Mountains, you will have hope in life...

Otherwise, if Chen Pingan is just talking about morality and merit, She, Wei Wei, will continue to eat and wait to die. The next time she meets him, she will lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. Chen Ping'an can't really behead him with a flying sword, right?

But Wei Wei had to admit that he was really afraid of Chen Pingan.

Over the years, deep down in her heart, she would think about that young man, it would be better if he died, so as not to scare herself later. But when she thought about it again, she felt that it would be a pity that the young man was really going to die.

The plump maid was a little eager to give it a try and reminded softly: "Mountain Goddess, Chen Jianxian seems to have said that we can first entrust the dream to the passing scholar

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Wei Wei turned his head and said with a look of disdain: "Just you? The goddess of Huanshan Temple? I'm going to leave you alone. If you push with your hands, you'd better hit me with your big butt. What do you think the scholar thinks of you when he sees you? You're lucky.Wild fox charm, bad luck, the scholar dreamed of visiting the temple. He thought he was visiting the temple, but his first thought was to quickly check the silver in the wallet to see if it was enough. "

Wei Wei pointed at the tall woman, "It's just you, the three of us. You happen to have read a few books. You can chat more with the readers..."

The maid looked a little embarrassed, but she didn't dare to say anything about it. She only dared to recite a few words of sincerity in her heart.

Wei Wei stood up suddenly, and then smiled like a flower. Ouch, he said, "Song's old swordsman is here. "

A white-haired old man walked slowly towards the mountain god temple with his hands behind his back, "As for you, I just want to visit my old place again and take a look around. I won't turn to the almanac tonight. ”

Wei Wei complained: “As soon as Senior Song’s Zhuangzi was moved away, the nearby mountains, rivers and martial arts disappeared out of thin air. Not only the small mountain temple here, it was miserable.” It is said that all the city gods who are used to living a life of extravagance and extravagance have begun to live a tight life. "

Song Yushao glanced at the plaque of the temple, moved his eyes downwards, looked at the three golden statues in the temple, and said with a smile: "It must have cost a lot of money. "

Wei Wei stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and smiled, "It's a miserable life, just make do with it. Fortunately, it's not magic money. I have a lot of money and still have some left over. "

Song Yushao sat on the bluestone bench and joked: "Have you just discovered now that one of the four evil spirits of Shushui Kingdom is not easy to be a good person and was almost kidnapped by a lustful mountain god? I started out as the Lady of the Village, but I never imagined that I would now be the Lady of the Mountain God. In fact, it would be even more difficult to become one? "

Wei Wei shook his head gently, "It's very impressive. ”

Song Yushao sneered. The land and rivers have good luck. The old man is an old man. He can still do it with a rough look. This mountain god temple cannot last for a hundred years. She would be so hungry that the golden body of a mountain goddess could not withstand the wind and rain.

Wei Wei put his hands behind his back and walked down the steps, his steps light, and said with a smile: "Senior Song, I deliberately hid my clumsiness before. , I'm just too lazy to move. Can I tell you my plans now? "

Song Yushao nodded and said: "I would like to hear the details. ”

After listening to Wei Wei’s plan, the old man was quite disapproving at first, especially the shortcut in the officialdom, which was definitely not a long-term solution. The old man was speechless when he heard the words "Clean the origins", especially the sentence "The gods of mountains and rivers, where the spirit lies, are sincere in the heart". Song Yushao was stunned when he looked at this confident mountain god empress. After a long while, he wondered: "Wei Wei, why do you seem to have suddenly grown a brain?

Wei Wei raised his head, laughed loudly, wiped his mouth, and waved his hands, "It's a small skill, not worth mentioning. I have only used my third or fourth level of success." "

Song Yushao stood up and said with a smile: "This is the best, I won't come here to hang out in the future. ”

When I was young, I felt that the journey through mountains and rivers was only a few steps, but as I got older, it became far away.

Wei Wei looked at the stooped white-haired old man, sighed, suppressed his smile, and said sincerely: "To be honest, Chen Pingan taught me this method. How could I have expected this."

Song Yushao hummed, nodded, and said calmly, "I've guessed it a long time ago."

The old man turned and left.

The tall woman came to the Mountain Goddess and sighed: "Senior Song really knows things well."

Wei Wei smiled and scolded: "He guessed nothing, you Didn’t you notice that Song Yushao was wandering up the mountain and running down the mountain?”

The old man did not go straight to his mountain temple, but went back to the small town near Zhuangzi in the past and found the temple. In the restaurant, the old man was sitting in his usual place.

The shopkeeper has already changed people, and they have changed people again. It is the grandchildren who are running the business. In fact, there are some cutting corners on the ingredients for the hot pot. You don’t even need to use the pot or chopsticks. Song Yushao will know that it is not the same. It was the same feeling back then, but Song Yushao didn't say much, there was nothing to say. On the contrary, I hope that this restaurant, whose hot pot taste is no longer so authentic, can do better business in the future. I wonder if I can wait until I make enough money to start being particular again.

Even though the young shopkeeper recognized Song Yushao, the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom who had a good relationship with his grandfather, there was a large table full of hot pot ingredients, and the young shopkeeper personally served them one by one. Behind the table, I felt a little guilty, and I was too embarrassed to have anything to do with the old man. I said a few polite words and left quickly.

Song Yushao did not ask for two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, but he asked for two wine glasses. One wine glass was placed across the table without pouring the wine. The old man took a sip of the wine and cursed a few times. The brat unexpectedly If you dare to hide from yourself, go and drink the northwest wind, I will be jealous of you.

After just a few glasses of wine, the old man couldn't help but stand up, went to fill the wine glass, sat down again, and murmured something vague, not sure whether it was a curse or something else.

Song Yushao suddenly turned his head and said with a smile: "Why are you two here?"

It was his grandson Song Fengshan and his granddaughter-in-law Liu Qian.

The two sat down, Song Fengshan said with a smile: "It was Wei Wei who sent the letter. After receiving the letter, on the way here, Liu Qian made a bet with me, saying that grandpa, you would definitely come here first. I don't believe it, So I punished myself with three drinks."

Song Yushao said angrily: "If you want to drink, just say so."

Song Fengshan drank wine and Liu Qian cooked the hot pot. Don't speak.

The old man endured it for a long time and said with an angry smile: "Say! Have you already seen that boy?!"

Song Fengshan and his wife looked at each other and smiled, and then Song Fengshan gathered his voices into line and had a conversation with grandpa.

Song Yushao listened carefully, without drinking or using chopsticks. After listening, the old man silently picked up a large chopstick and drank the wine in the glass. He looked at the empty seat across the table and the full wine glass. .

The old man put down his wine glass and chopsticks, looked left and right, saw his grandson and granddaughter-in-law, both of whom were very nice, smiled, slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, and finally looked at the empty space. Some vision is blurred, oldThe person said softly: "It's a pity that I can't go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and not see the grace of Yin Guan Sword Immortal."

Song Yushao picked up the wine glass and chopsticks again and laughed: "Hot pot is just wine, and the world remains the same!"< /p>

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Nan Posuo Island, an ordinary hilltop on the coast of the sea, is just a veritable jiemao. It can barely be regarded as a place of practice, even for those in the lower five realms. Yamazawa Yexiu is actually not that simple.

In the three adjacent huts, there are three people living in the upper five realms, two of whom are sword immortals.

Lu Zhi, Shao Yunyan, the Sword Immortal of Chunfanzhai, and the blushing lady who hangs upside down in the plum garden.

After someone offered a sword sacrifice at Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, Lu Zhi stood up and walked out of the hut, squinting and looking to the southeast.

After Shao Yunyan and Rouyan walked out of the house, Lu Zhi said: "Yin Guan is back."

Mrs. Rouyan's face was stiff.

Shao Yunyan laughed endlessly.

The handsome old swordsman Qi Tingji chose the place to establish his sect. Unexpectedly, it was neither the Middle-earth Divine Continent with the most vast mountains and rivers, nor the Aai'ai Continent where the God of Wealth Liu's family is located. There is no more mellow Nanbo Suozhou.

Qi Tingji often comes here to chat with Lu Zhi. He didn't hide it, he clearly wanted Lu Zhi to serve as the chief minister, even if he took a step back and became a clean guest of the sect.

Lu Zhi naturally does not want to be a worshipper. As for the guest who has no restrictions, he is actually between two choices.

After all, both sides are sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Qi Tingji's sword-fighting in the vast world has indeed never disappointed anyone. Especially when Chen Chunan left Nanbosu Island for the last journey to the sea, Qi Tingji was still alone, guarding the road with his sword for that mellow scholar.

In the end, Chen Chun'an succeeded in keeping the bearded swordsman Liu Cha in the wild world, so that the great demon on the throne could not return to the wild world.

However, the vast world, especially the Middle-earth Divine Continent, still has a lot of criticism towards this inexplicably alive and inexplicably dead scholar. When they feel that the overall situation has been decided, even an Ascended Realm Great Demon Chen Chun'an, who has never killed anyone and carries the sun and the moon on his shoulders like a decoration, refuses to die when he deserves to die, and does not live when he can live. He does not offer help in times of need, but only wants to add icing on the cake. He is simply cherishing his life and fearing death to the point of cherishing his feathers. It has reached a point where it cannot be improved. A great war has achieved nothing except barely protecting the mountains and rivers of Nan Po Sua Continent... In today's barbaric world, even if there is one more Liu Cha, what can it do?

If Qi Tingji hadn't used his sword for this in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there would have only been more complaints.

The person who was asked about the sword by Qi Tingji still had extremely hard bones after being struck by the sword. He said that even if Liu Cha gathered his luck and reached the fourteenth realm in the wild world, so what? Then Xiao Xun is not a fourteenth realm sword cultivator? Isn't it the same that he was driven to the battlefield outside the world and has not returned yet, and he has never been able to go to the wild world? Even if there is an extra Liu Cha, it’s nothing. If you, Qi Tingji, are really capable, just return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and carve a big character on the top of the city......So Qi Tingji, who was too lazy to say anything more, rewarded the monk with another sword.

Qi Tingji, who was in the Jade Pu Realm, had to pass two swords. He could only be seriously injured but could not kill.

This made Qi Tingji return to Nan Posu Continent. After finding Lu Zhi here, for the first time, he did not persuade her to join his sect, but just drank in silence.

If it were Lu Zhi, he would probably kill the Jade Pu Realm man with one sword, and then simply return to the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

In this vast world, the only two people Lu Zhi is willing to chat with are the two people next to her. Among them, he was blushing and always spoke in a roundabout way. He probably meant to persuade Lu Zhi to agree to stay as a guest and a fellow countryman, so he should not refuse due to both emotions and reasons. Shao Yunyan firmly opposed it. With blushing around, Shao Yunyan didn't dare to speak too directly. He was worried that when he went out alone, he would be stabbed inexplicably if he was not careful. Therefore, Shao Yunyan only said that Mr. Qi, the old swordsman, had excellent swordsmanship. Naturally, he did not need Mr. Lu to add icing on the cake. If he was a guest, he could consider being the chief worshipper.

"Qi Tingji is right. The sect he belongs to must have a swordsman who is not very disciplined. I will agree to let him serve as a guest."

Lu Zhi said: "Shao Yunyan , you take your blush and travel to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, then go around to Beiju Luzhou, and finally go to see Yin Guan."

Shao Yunyan nodded, "This is best, otherwise the intention will be too much. It's obvious."

As for whether Lu Zhi should be the guest, Shao Yunyan actually didn't have much idea. Previously, he just couldn't stand the blushing style.

Mrs. Yan Yan said tentatively: "Mr. Lu, I'd better stay here with you?"

Lu Zhi said calmly: "You guys leave immediately."

Mrs. Rouyan was filled with sorrow. She really didn’t want to see Mr. Yin Guan. Last time there was a plum garden missing, what about this time?

Shao Yunyan took a deep breath. Now that they know that Yin Guan has finally returned to the Haoran world, then Xie Songhua in Aaizhou, Song Pin in Jinjiazhou, Li Cai in Luzhou in Beiju... all the Haoran swordsmen who have walked through the Great Wall of Sword Qi Immortal, with the sword sacrifice at Taiping Mountain, everyone should know this.

Aaizhou.

In her early years, she suddenly agreed to become the female sword fairy enshrined by the Liu family. Xie Songhua returned to Leigong Temple from the Liu family's ancestral hall to discuss matters. Anyway, she could get a lot of money for nothing by napping on a chair. Money is nothing if you don't take it. Xie Songhua even specifically reminded Mrs. Liu that whenever there is a discussion, no matter how big or small, she must remember Feijian to send a message. As long as she is in Aai Aizhou, she will definitely arrive. After all, she is a serious worshiper. She has to do her best. Even if she has no chance to contribute, she should still make suggestions.

According to the general sects on the mountain, they have been slandering for a long time, but the Liu family of Aai Aizhou, no matter how big or small the matter is, is really good at flying swords to convey messages to Xie Songhua, changing the method of giving money again and again, many times Afterwards, not to mention the immortal money spent on sword practice by the two direct disciples, even Xie Songhua's own share was not short of money. , is there anyIf there were enemies that Mrs. Liu wanted to kill but were not suitable for killing, she could just come and go back and forth quietly.

Liu Jubao said no.

Now the three masters and apprentices regard Lei Gong Temple as half of their home.

Pei Axiang doesn’t matter at all. It’s not deserted and not too noisy. It’s actually pretty good.

Some of the words of that female Sword Immortal are unbearable. Why, Axiang, you are so handsome, it would be a pity not to find a man.

Today, Xie Songhua’s sword fell outside the gate of Lei Gong Temple. Two disciples were on the steps, looking forward to it.

As soon as Pei Axiang saw Xie Songhua, she immediately got up and returned to the temple.

After Xie Songhua landed, she joked: "Do you want Master to help you find a wife?"

Chao Mu suddenly said: "So Master is not a woman?"

Zu Xian looked helpless, "So you are a fool?"

Xie Songhua stopped joking and said in her heart: "Master will take you to Aquarius Island."

Bamboo Sea Cave Sky, Qingshen Mountain.

Chun Qing was lying on the railing, holding her chin in her hands.

A woman with extremely green hair on her temples walked barefoot.

She looked at the only disciple who was wandering thousands of miles away and smiled knowingly.

She was once so bored, lying on the green bamboo railing in a daze, and then an even more boring scoundrel appeared, resting her head on the railing, then turned her head sideways, narrowed her eyes, and looked serious. , his eyes were fixed, and he was not a serious person when he spoke, "Sister, I accidentally crushed the railing. But it's okay. If Qingshen Mountain wants you to pay compensation, just tell me my name. Remember, my name is A Liang, kind Liang!"

When she stood up, he also stood up, leaning against the railing, with a bright smile, "You must be the Mrs. Qingshenshan, otherwise my sister is so beautiful. , if I were the Mountain Goddess, I would be so jealous that I would not tolerate you as a neighbor. I would squat on your bedside every night in the middle of the night and poke your face with a bamboo stick, but I would not really poke it. After all, even if it is Women, when they see you, they will all like you... I think you are probably not the Mountain Goddess. Do you know the reason? Haha, it’s very simple. I have a relationship with her, hehe, you know.”

She asked him at that time, "Are you looking for death?"

A Ascended Realm, She is sitting on the top of the mountain again. In a bamboo sea cave, tens of millions of green bamboos can be turned into flying swords, so she is half a sword cultivator.

The man was actually shy. He glanced at the room on one side of the corridor, as if he didn't dare to look at her. He lowered his head slightly, half-smiling but not smiling, and stopped talking.

The last person, Yu Feng, was holding his buttocks as he fled.

Chunqing came back to her senses, raised her head and asked, "Master, why did that Ah Liang go to the Buddhist Kingdom in the West for no reason?"

She smiled and said, "It would be better to be a monk. ."

North Ju Luzhou.

Caique Mansion, a tea shop at the foot of the mountain.

Opposite the female Patriarch Wu Yu, there is a handsome man in white robe, with a lazy posture, not sitting still, almost lying on the table.

Wu Yu said helplessly: "Yu Mi, can you restrain yourself?"

The golden elixir sword cultivator named Yu Mi served as a guest official of Cai Que Mansion. Nian, yawned and said aggrievedly: "Sister Wuyu, what's going on? I didn't say a word, not even a sideways glance. Just taking a walk on the mountain won't do."

Wu Yu handed him a cup of tea, then lifted the cup and put it down. He stretched out his fingers and rubbed the center of his brow, "You are a disaster. If you continue like this, the reputation of our Caique Mansion will be ruined. Even if you don't provoke them, you can still Those little girls who are not experienced in the world, everyone has a love for beauty, and you are a golden elixir sword cultivator..."

Speaking of this, Wu Yu probably also felt that he could not blame this person from Luoluo Mountain. Yu Mi, this guy is really too good-looking, and he really doesn’t want to offend anyone, but he is just an ordinary person overlooking the cliff, or admiring the scenery in the heavy snow, wearing white clothes and holding a green bamboo stick, or it is pouring rain, Holding an umbrella and walking slowly, twisting peach branches with his hands... This swordsman Yu Mi, he didn't speak a word, which is equivalent to talking. The key is that silence is better than sound...

Yu Mi is even more aggrieved, Lying on the table, he twirled the tea cup with his fingers, "They say that your sword cultivators in Luzhou, Beiju, are like clouds. There are swordsmen everywhere. They can catch a lot of them. That's why I boldly used the name of Jindan sword cultivator." , If I had known better, I wouldn’t have made a fool of myself, and would have honestly been my sea-viewing practitioner.”

After Yu Mi arrived at Caique Mansion, he did not take action.

So Wu Yu still can't determine Yu Mi's true realm until now, but she can be sure that the other party is not in the Guanhai realm, and is most likely a hidden Nascent Soul sword cultivator.

As for Yu Mi, it seems that he cares about Zhao Luan very much, but it is not the kind of love between a man and a woman. Instead, he is like an elder protecting the younger generation.

As a result, something seems to be wrong with the Palace Master’s favorite disciple, Liu Guibao. Liu Guibao and Zhao Luan used to have a very good relationship, but now they are a little awkward.

Liu Guibao walked down the mountain to the tea shop with a cold face and placed a secret letter on the table.

Mi Yu's eyes lit up, he clasped his hands together, and muttered something, and then opened the secret letter. He almost burst into tears on the spot. Unable to hold it back, he turned around and thanked Liu Baobao and said with tears in his eyes: "Miss Liu, big Your kindness cannot be repaid. Who dares to bully you in the future, except Palace Master Sun, Sister Wuyu, and all the earthly immortals in Luzhou, Beiju, then you can tell me openly, and I will take care of beating him. ..."

Liu Guibao just stared at him blankly.

Aren’t you the one who deserves a beating the most?

Mi Yu knew the answer in this girl’s eyes, but he still pretended to be stupid, but no longer spoke. Mi Yu carefully put away the secret letter from Piyun Mountain, stood up, and took a deep breath. , I can finally go back.

Suddenly three sword cultivators came with their swords, Wu Yu and Liu Guibao quickly stood up.

It was actually the female swordsman, Duckweed Sword Lake, and the sect leader Li Cai.

Following him are two direct descendants, the extremely young Jindan realm swordsman Chen Li, and the relatively young Longmen realm swordsman Gao Youqing.

Chen Li smiled and said with a heartfelt smile: "Isn't this Mi Da Sword Immortal? His style is even better than before. It almost blinded me."

Listen Listen, how familiar he is, he is indeed the little hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

You can’t even retaliate.

Mi Yu really likes these, it feels like it’s been too long.

After Li Cai said hello to the two female cultivators from Caique Mansion and chatted politely, he said to Mi Yu in his heart: "If I don't go to Aquarius Continent, Sword Immortal Laomi will escort them both there. "I'm in trouble."

Mi Yu said: "I have to go to Yunshang City first and bring Zhao Shuxia with me."

Li Cai waved his hand and said, "You can bring him with you." I don’t care about all the female cultivators in Caique Mansion, but I’ve agreed beforehand that if you dare to hook up with You Qing, I’ll kill you. Even if you don’t hook up with her, I’ll kill you as long as You Qing has thoughts about you.”

Mi Yu said with a smile: "Li Jianxian doesn't know something. There are some girls. When I see the way they look at me, I know if they have someone in mind."

Li Cai Tsk-tsk: "The shameless way you talk and talk seriously, is that the magical power of your flying sword?"

Mi Yu smiled and nodded, and then asked: "I really don't see that person. "Zhou Zongfeng?"

Li Cai yelled, "You're such a heartless bastard, he should come and see me."

Mi Yu nodded vigorously, "That's right!"

Aquarius Island.

A Hanlin editor surnamed Cao, who was ranked second in the new science of the Great Li Dynasty, suddenly fell ill and quietly left the capital. At the Xianjia Ferry, he took a ferry to the Niujiao Mountain Ferry.

In addition, the direct descendants, worshipers, guests, and people who were friends with Luo Mountain began to set off.

On the Yunzhou ferry, Jiang Shangzhen sat on the railing and said with a smile: "I thought you would fight twice in a row."

Chen Pingan shook his head.

At that time, in the Jidu Temple, he and Wang Zhu only chatted from a distance through the window, inside and outside the house.

She asked a question, "Why terminate the contract?"

Chen Ping'an asked a question in return, "Have you thought about it, do you really want to be this Jidu Gong?"

As a result, neither party gave an answer.

Wang Zhu returned to Dadu Water and continued to retreat.

The Yunzhou ferry docked slowly at Niujiaoshan Ferry.

Pei Qian and Jiang Shangzhen were accompanied by nine sword fairy embryos.

But Chen Pingan left the ship and landed early.

I landed on a mountain path, and finally walked to the two small tombs and knelt down to kowtow.

Then he took out small bags and began to add soil to the grave.

The man in green shirt, who was already forty years old, poured a pot of wine in front of the grave, knelt on one knee, bent over, lowered his head, and spoke silently in his heart.

In the end, the man trembled slightly, wrinkled his face, and chuckled softly: "Mom, dad, don't worry. Except for being away from home for a long time, everything has been fine these years outside."

Chen Pingan was silent for a long time and stayed in place for a long time.

By the time he got up and slowly went down the mountain, it was already dusk. By the time Chen Ping'an took a short detour, he went to the former immortal tomb, took a look at it from a distance, and then walked back to the end of Mud Bottle Lane. Late at night.

Took out a bunch of keys, opened the courtyard door with brand new Spring Festival couplets on both sides, gently closed the courtyard door with the door god still on it, opened the door again, looked up at the word spring, Entering the house, Chen Pingan lit a lamp on the table and lay on the table. He originally wanted to keep vigil, but accidentally fell asleep.

I don’t know how many days and nights I slept.

At dawn that day, Chen Pingan sat up. Although he was a little sleepy, he slowly got up and found that there was only Pei Qian outside the door.

Pei Qian smiled and said: "I stopped Sister Nuanshu and Xiao Mili and asked them to wait for Master at the gate at the foot of Jise Peak."

Chen Ping'an laughed. Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "Is it today?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "More people are at the entrance of the Patriarch Hall, they are all here. The junior brothers have all arrived, and they are probably still there by now. I'm lying on the ground and taking a nap."

If Wei Shanjun hadn't used the Landscape Restriction, the entire Beiyue Territory would have noticed the strange weather at Jise Peak.

Chen Ping'an closed the house door and the courtyard door, stood in the mud bottle alley, and said: "Follow me."

Wearing a green shirt, he stood up in a black suit. Follow him.

The two of them landed at the gate of Jise Peak.

One of the girl in pink skirt and the little girl in black returned from the Lotus Root Blessed Land. Nuan Shu gave a blessing and called "Master".

Chen Pingan squinted and smiled. He rubbed his head gently with one hand and said with a smile: "Let's go up the mountain."

Wearing a green shirt with a hosta on his head. Appearing at the top of the steps, he discovered that outside the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall, there were dozens of his students, disciples, Luopo Mountain priests, guests, as well as their respective disciples and friends.

Compared to the first time at the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall, there were many more people.

Chen Pingan moved forward slowly and finally stopped. He looked dazed for a moment.

Pei Qian quickly walked forward with Nuanshu and Xiaomili towards the crowd, and then turned around to face Chen Pingan.

The mountain wind blew by, and he was wearing a green shirt with a sword on his back, and his big sleeves were fluttering.

Facing everyone in front of you.

Mountain owner Chen Pingan faced everyone and suddenly clasped his fists in salute.

Everyone on the other side responded solemnly.

Chen Pingan was the first to cross the gate of the Patriarch Hall.

Inside the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall.

There are three hanging portraits, Wen Sheng, Qi Jingchun and Cui Cheng.

Wearing a green shirt, he stood at the front, holding incense in both hands.

Behind Chen Pingan.

They are student Cui Dongshan, disciple Pei Qian, and student Cao Qinglang.

The manager of Luolu Mountain has a long life, and the accountant Wei Wenlong.

Zhu Lian, a martial artist at the top of the mountain, traveled far away to Lu Baixiang. He cultivated the golden elixir bottleneck sword on the right side of Sui Dynasty and traveled far away to Wei Xian.

Chen Lingjun, Chen Ruchu, Shi Rou.

The Luopo Mountain protects the mountain for worship, and the protector on the right is surrounded by rice grains.

Jiang Qu, Zhang Jiazhen. Under the Zhao tree, Zhao Luan.

Cen Yuanji, Yuanbao, Yuanlai. Ah Ma, whose real name is Zhou Junchen.

Immortal realm swordsman Jiang Shangzhen. Autumn planting at the peak of Yuanyuan Realm. Jade Pu Realm Bottleneck Sword Xiu Miyu. Yuanying Sword Cui Wei.

The blind Taoists Jia Sheng, Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiuer were worshiped by name. Du Wensi, a Nascent Soul monk of Pima Sect in Luzhou, Beiju, and Pang Lanxi, a monk of Jindan Sword.

Peixiang, the leader of the Fox Kingdom, is under the water of Yuan Ying, and is like a cloud on Qidun Mountain.

The nine sword immortal embryos are He Gu, Yu Xiehui, Cheng Chaolu, Nalan Yuzhao, Yao Xiaoyan, Yu Qingzhang, He Xiangting, Bai Xuan, and Sun Chunwang.

People watching the ceremony.

Liu Xianyang. There are also Li Er, Li Liu and Han Chengjiang. Lin Shouyi, Yu Lu, thank you, Dong Shuijing.

Wei Bo, the king of Beiyue Mountain. Taihui swordsman Liu Jinglong has a disciple named Baishou. Dong Gu, the founding disciple of Longquan Sword Sect. The turtle carries Liu Chongrun. Fan Er of Laolongcheng, Mrs. Gui, and disciple Jin Su. Sun Jiashu. Duckweed Jianhu's direct descendant is Chen Li, Gao Youqing. Shao Yunyan, the sword fairy in Chunfanzhai, and the blushing lady hanging upside down from the mountain. Shu Jian is written by Li Furui and Zhou Caizhen of Huzhenjing Sect. Wei Yusong, the God of Wealth of Pima Sect. The master of Caique Mansion, Sun Qing, has a disciple, Liu Guibao. Xu Xingjiu is served in Yunshang City, and is dedicated to Huan Yun by name. Ai Aizhou Sword Immortal Xie Songhua, his disciples raised their bodies, morning and evening. The Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Refers to Yuan Ling Hall at Xuanfeng. The Yuanying Sword Repairman Liu of the Golden Crow Palace is of pure quality. Yu Xuanfu of the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth, Lin Junbi of the Shao Yuan Dynasty.

Inside the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall today.

There are many swordsmen and many martial artists.

And the mountain master standing at the front, Chen Ping'an, who has returned from a long journey, is both a swordsman and an immortal. He is not only the mountain lord of Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius Continent, but also the hidden official of the former Sword Qi Great Wall, and he is also a close disciple of Haoran Tianwen Sage's lineage.

Soon the whole world will know that the hidden official Chen Shiyi is called Chen Pingan.

(End of this chapter)