Chapter 774: Students of the Literary Sage Lineage

The old Taoist squatting on the roadside had just finished chewing half of the watermelon in his hand. It was half-cooked and tasted average. He was about to pick up the other half. When he heard these two names, he shivered, then bent down and reached for his arms. , the back of the hand is on the ground, holding the watermelon in the palm, like the hand of a fairy on the mountain, how can it not be the demeanor of a fairy? The old Taoist strokes his beard and smiles, the melon is neither ripe nor sweet, his magic skills are acceptable, and he is not unfamiliar at all.

But the so-called two names have nothing to do with that fellow Taoist Chen Xiao who met and had an irreversible relationship. They are Feisheng City and Ning Yao.

The veteran Taoist has seen too many sword immortals and the like.

But the person who is definitely the number one in the world weighs much more than the half watermelon in Qingniu Taoist’s hand.

Who is that Brother Sun in Daxuanduguan’s world in Qingming? It seems to be fifth?

The talisman Yu Xuan, our brother Yu, has two sleeves full of talismans, who is Haoran's number one? It seems that there is no conclusive statement so far about the specific number? Anyway, the ranking is still very low.

It would be okay if Ning Yao was just the Ning Yao of the Sword Qi Great Wall. The so-called promising future is, after all, just a future full of surprises. But Ning Yao who is already in the Ascension City and Ning Yao who is already in the Ascension Realm are really things that are happening right now.

Now that she has successfully entered the Ascension Realm in the fifth world, it means that in the future, on the road of cultivation, as long as she does not go to the Confucian Temple for a period of eighteen hundred years, Ning Yao will not go to the Confucian Temple for the time being. , or don't go to Bai Yujing to ask for swords, and she will have no more surprises.

So now Ning Yao is traveling far away in Haoran with her sword in hand. Her departure from her hometown has come with the "Great Way of the World". What is the dragon crossing the river? This is it.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but turn his head. He didn't care whether he would hold a grudge against that fellow Taoist Chen, but he still couldn't help but glance at the far-away woman carrying a sword box. It would be profitable to look at her even more. ah.

What is Laojianghu? It means who you have met on the road of life, who you have drank with, who you have called friends, who you have fought with, and who you have learned how to do. The sky is high and the sky is high, for a cultivator, it may not matter who he has defeated, but it may not be a matter of shame to whom he has lost.

Hey! That little fellow Daoist Chen, the little thief is so brave, he actually attacked Fairy Ning? !

Fairy Ning, you can use your sword and chop off his dog paws. If this kind of thing spreads, wouldn’t it be a joke to outsiders... Wait a minute, who can tell this tonight? go out? Then Little Daoist Chen, will you fall out with Fairy Ning and let her kill her to silence her? That's it, a pair of gods and immortals who are like no other in the world, they are like a match made in heaven and earth. They are in front of the flowers and under the moon. They are close to each other, shying away from the bright moon. It is just the right time.

Poverty is superfluous.

It’s better to eat melon.

Chen Pingan gently hugged Ning Yao, and soon let her go, taking a step back, "Why are you here?"

There was some blush on her temples and ears, some makeup, something Eyebrows, makeup, whatever is needed.

Ning Yao returned the sword in his handHe gave it to Chen Pingan and said, "Isn't it too much of a responsibility? Do you dare to hand over your sword to others?"

Chen Pingan took the night sword, and behind his back, he said with a smile: "Old Immortal Fengjun , an upright and upright person, handing over the sword and traveling at night, I feel relieved, it is no worse than carrying the sword on my back."

Ning Yao was a little confused, becoming the king?

Chen Pingan turned his back to the grass-gnawing green bull and the melon-gnawing old Taoist, blinked with Ning Yao, and reminded: "It is the green bull Taoist priest you mentioned in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. In fact, it was this old immortal who first proposed the idea of ​​"refining elixirs with external talismans and combining yin and yang with Taoism". Unfortunately, the old Taoist priest's threshold for recruiting disciples was too high and he suffered too much, so he could not really become famous in the world. It is the virtue that does not deserve the title, but the old immortal Fengjun is just the opposite, teaching people to fight against injustice." Ning Yao said, "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be the four people you mentioned before. "One of the seniors of the Taoist sect."

The old Taoist who was squatting in the distance had actually been pricking up his ears. Now his eyes were shining and his shoulders were shaking slightly. The melon in his hand had an endless aftertaste and was so sweet. So sweet.

Which four?

The stinky Niubi from Donghai Taoist Temple, Sun Huaizhong from Daxuandu Temple, Fu Lu Yuxuan, the Great Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain, and Zhenren Huolong, there are already five of them.

No matter who the poor guy squeezes out, it will be a good thing to burn incense. The four of them will be at the bottom.

Fellow Taoist Chen Xiao was chatting with him in that bird-lifting mountain. Why didn't he mention this? He was not being sincere to others. Since I already have this admiration in my heart, why hide it?

It will definitely not work if young people are too thick-skinned, and even worse if they are too thin-skinned.

At that time, a dagger slipped out of his sleeve, spinning erratically. It looked so impressive that Pindao almost mistakenly thought he had met that Cao Mo, and then he gathered five thunders in the palm of his hand to rectify the law. To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than the word "authentic". Hey, it's a young nobleman from the Tianshi Mansion who left his mahogany sword at home and forgot to take it with him. I never thought it was all a misunderstanding.

Like clouds, wild geese, grass and insects disturbing people's dreams, and iron horses and glaciers coming into dreams, such misunderstandings are not bad at all.

The refreshed old Taoist immediately threw away the melon in his hand, shook his sleeves, coughed lightly as a reminder, and then slowly stood up and faced the young man and woman. The old Taoist did not forget. Knocking his heel, he kicked the remaining melon rind on the ground away.

The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled. After catching a glimpse of the woman ascending to the realm, he thought about it for a moment, but he still felt not guilty at all. He bowed his head and said loudly: "I am a poor Taoist, and my Taoist name is Qingniu."

Chen Pingan made an exception and returned a Taoist priest.

Ning Yao cupped his fists and returned the greeting, "Junior Ning Yao, it's a pleasure to meet the Taoist Master."

The old Taoist laughed heartily. After this hard work in Baiyan City, he was able to see this pair of jade with his own eyes. The couple of human beings and immortals finally got married, and it was worth it.

Chen Ping'an took out the blue paper mountain selling coupon from his sleeve. The old Taoist's sharp eyes saw that the word "Sell" was changed to "Buy", and the three words "Qie Stop Pavilion" appeared on the back. The old Taoist typed it A very exciting person, the one who serves as the God of Entry CityLi Julang is romantic, but he is not an easy person to negotiate with. Especially when it comes to business, he is extremely shrewd. How could Fellow Daoist Chen get this thing from him? In the twelve cities of Night Sailing, except for Shao Baojuan of Appearance City who was still a young bird, the other eleven old city lords each have their own temperaments and magical powers, but they are not fuel-saving lamps.

Chen Ping'an twisted out another talisman and handed it to the old Taoist, "Change the sword into a talisman, and the business remains the same."

The old Taoist was speechless and took the talisman in his hand. The yellow paper talisman had no choice but to nod and agree, and continue to help this boy find out the news.

Chen Ping'an took Ning Yao to a pavilion in Toutiao City, where a plaque was placed on the pavilion.

On the night path of Baiyan City, the old Taoist sighed and had nothing to do. He twisted up the talisman and took a look. He immediately concentrated and held his breath. He rolled up the sleeve of his Taoist robe and instantly put the talisman into his sleeve. Then he stretched out his hand to grab something, and walked towards the mount. The green ox was lying on the ground. The old Taoist sat on the back of the ox. The green ox got up and walked slowly. The old Taoist held the melon with one hand and tapped it a few times with the other. He listened and listened. He said to himself: "The sky and the earth are dense, and everything is melting. The great sound is beautiful, the great sound is pure... it must be sweet!"

At the foot of the steps outside the pavilion, stood the man who was born in China. Qin Zidu, the maid of Li Shilang of Rouge God's Mansion, gave Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao a blessing, then she took out a sycamore leaf and said with a smile: "In the future, Mr. Chen can use this to go between the city gate and the pavilion. It just needs to be used with caution. Once the strokes are used up, the city lord will take back the pavilion as usual."

As expected, Chen Ping'an discovered that on the back of the paper buying the mountain ticket, there were originally three words "Qi Pavilion." ", and the word has lost one vertical line, and the entire stop word has disappeared. Chen Ping'an and Qin Zi both smiled and nodded, then reached out to grab something from her hand, and took the sycamore leaf. The front and back were engraved with the words "Fu Chi Sheng" and "Literate Nong". The word "Fu" has been reduced a little, probably The same rule as buying mountain tickets, every time you use it, you will lose one stroke. As for why the word "stop" is missing, it must be because he violated the rules and went to Wuyong City, Night Boat and Entry City

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Thank you, Miss Qin."

Qin Zidu smiled sweetly and said: "Mr. Chen, just call me Biyu."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing. He really wanted to say that we are not familiar with each other, so just call me Chen Jianxian.

Ning Yao clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the plaque and couplets on the pavilion.

Chen Pingan thought for a while, and was not in a hurry to leave. He took out the mountain ticket again and asked: "How many answers can I exchange for this thing? The word "buy mountain ticket" subtracts one stroke for each stroke. How about asking Miss Qin to help me clarify my doubts?"

Because there is an Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator here, the city lord will definitely not be able to pry into this place casually, so Qin Zi was silent for a moment, thinking for a moment, and seemed to get it. The city lord Li Shilang nodded and shook his head for permission, and said: "Buying and selling can be done, but the rules need to be changed. There are still two words left for buying mountain coupons. Mr. Chen can only ask two questions. As for the missing stroke of "qie" , the city lord said that it should be regarded as a meeting gift for city lord Ning.”

Chen Pingan thought for a while and nodded in agreement. As for the Qieting Pavilion in Toutiao City, Chen Pingan did not plan to occupy it for a long time from the beginning. This night boat is not a place to stay for a long time. .

In an instant, Qin Zi turned aside subconsciously and had to put his hand in front of his eyes, not daring to look at the sword light.

It turned out to be the silent one. The female sword fairy unsheathed her sword without any warning, and cut through the heaven and earth restrictions in Toutiao City with one sword. Following Qin Zidu's thoughts, she went directly to the city lord Li Julang.

But the young man in green shirt with the sword on his back continued to stay where he was, as if nothing was wrong, and asked with a smile: "May I ask Miss Qin, what small worlds are there in the night ship? "

Qin Zidu, who had been severely plotted, was very angry and said angrily: "Did you two make an appointment in advance? ! "

Chen Pingan shook his head.

Not really.

On the way here, he just casually talked to Ning Yao about what he had seen and experienced in Toutiao City.

Qin Zidu glared at the man and said in a deep voice: "The upper four cities, Hongmao City, Entry City, Chicken and Dog City, Rules City! "

Chen Ping'an interrupted her and said, "Miss Qin, could you please add the nicknames of the four cities? ”

Qin Zi didn’t say anything.

Chen Ping’an walked to the steps of the pavilion. After sitting down, he put his hands in his sleeves and leaned forward, slightly rickety, but compared to when he first entered the city. At that time, Yao's expression was much more relaxed, and he looked loose and lazy.

Qin Zidu said: "The other names of the four cities are Fruit City, Wuya City, Dedao City, and Mountain City. ”

Chen Pingan nodded, a little absent-minded. He passed by before and saw a tall crowned man, Long Bin, at the inquiry place by the river. Following in the distance was a swordsman’s retinue who almost drew his sword. It was the chicken dog. City. But I don’t know why the big stone in the middle of the water is holding the snow-white heart ape, so I have to go to this city where the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, even if the city owner doesn’t invite it.

"The four middle cities, Baiyan City, Lingxi City, Chui Gong City, and Taiping City. It is also known as Wuyong City, First City, Family Tree City, and Jiazi City. ”

Chen Pingan had already visited the Chui Gong City. At that time, there was a lazy man sitting on the steps outside the main hall. He just turned his head and glanced inside the hall, without any intention of stopping him.

The poor woman and the deer-antlered boy stood side by side as Yufeng passed by. It was probably the Lingxi City, also known as the First City. This meant that there was no such thing as the First City, but there was one on the night sailing ship?

Chen Pingan asked: "How to get to other city gates? "

"I just say that in my entry city, you can find any bookstore at random, exchange a certain inspected entry for a customs clearance document, and then tell the shopkeeper which city you want to go to, and you can pass without hindrance. ”

Chen Ping’an suddenly pinched the last word “ting” on the ticket to buy the mountain with his two fingers, and forcefullyHe stopped the word "Ting" on the paper from disappearing slowly and said with a smile: "Miss Qin only mentioned the way to leave the city in the first city, so this deal is unfair. What is the origin of the ultimatum for the other eleven cities?"

Chen Pingan spread his palm, shook it, and then raised the mountain ticket in the other hand, "Hongmao City, Chicken and Dog City, Baiyan City, Rules City, Chui Gong City, Lingxi City...forget it, Replace this city with Appearance City and fold it in half, so there are six cities in total."

Qin Zidu hesitated for a moment, stretched out his palm and bent two fingers, "At most three cities, and it must be Chicken and Dog City. , Baiyan City, Benmo City, there is no need to discuss. I don’t believe that Chen Jianxian can always hold on to this mountain ticket."

Chicken and Dog City have a good relationship with Toutiao City. What's more, City Lord Liu of Chicken and Dog City had originally intended for this person to be a guest there.

As for Benmo City, which is absurd and arrogant at every turn, it has always had the worst relationship with Toutiao City. Let this unruly troublemaker just go over there and cause trouble.

Chen Ping'an put away his hands and changed his words for no reason: "Then let's treat this deal as unfinished. Let me exchange a small question with Miss Qin. Where is Shao Baojuan's city lord?"

Qin Zi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's Rongmao City, one of the four lower cities."

Chen Ping'an looked at the other person's expression and asked with a smile: "Is there an entry?" It is impossible to go to Rongmao City now because of the city’s official seal?”

Qin Zi nodded.

Shao Baojuan is the lord of a city, so of course he can thank guests behind closed doors.

Chen Pingan released the mountain ticket from his fingertips, and the words on both sides disappeared between heaven and earth.

But the genuine cyan talisman paper remained in Chen Pingan's hands.

Qin Zidu said bitterly: "If Chen Jianxian is really the pedantic and rigid person the city lord thinks, it would be better."

The implication of her words is, of course, This shrewd and calculating Mr. Chen is not a businessman but a swordsman. It is too shameful.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It is precisely because of this that I was able to walk here step by step, sit here on the steps of the pavilion, talk politely to Miss Qin, and do things that make me rich. Buy and sell."

Qin Zi was puzzled, but he didn't think about it. Just take this young swordsman's words as nonsense.

Chen Pingan stood up, walked down the steps, and turned to look

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The plaque said softly: "The name has been obtained It’s so good, stop at one pavilion in life, take your time and don’t rush.”

Qin Zi laughed. If he likes it so much, why do he still want to do that deal and return this pavilion to Toutiao City? If a passer-by can take root here, it is like having an extra life-saving talisman. Du Xiucai, Qingniu Taoist priests and others have all managed to save their own share of the family property. Compared with the almost physical land of Qieting Pavilion, there is nothing special about it. They just listen to the mystery and look at it. It's just fancy, but still far inferior to this pavilion.

He only has that one leaf of phoenix tree left in his hand now, so he can come here in the future, but a temporary pavilion has been returned to its original owner.

However, Qin Zi vaguely remembered that when this person heard that the lord of his city was Li Julang on the streets of Toutiao City, there was a bright light in his eyes.

However, the young man soon became embarrassed. Maybe it was because he had been practicing well in his life and had never been so ignored in public? There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, but it was fleeting, as if it had never been there before. At that time, Qin Zidu was tired of Mo Ding'er from Chicken and Dog City, and was really curious about the passing swordsman in Toutiao City, so he saw these subtle details clearly.

Qin Zi remembered something again without any reason. It seemed that when the city lord went to see the blue-shirted swordsman twice, the young foreigner walked side by side with Li Julang. He hesitated several times and stopped talking. But he kept looking there secretly.

Only after the city lord took out the mountain ticket, the young swordsman returned to his normal expression and started doing business.

Before the city lord showed up and went to the street, the deputy city lord also joked that the young man seemed to have a very calm temperament. Logically speaking, he should not be so impatient. It seemed that he was reading "Sexual Evil Chapter" in one breath. , Get out of Entry City one by one, Juro, you are so angry.

A courtyard is less than three acres, with only one hill of land, so it is called mustard seed.

Ning Yao stepped out with his sword and came to the entrance of the small garden. His eyes were unusually sharp and unreasonable.

She has nothing to do with Toutiao City or Li Juro.

But Chen Pingan has.

On the city top of her hometown, under the three bright moons, Ning Yao sat next to that man. Whenever he had some free time, he would often pick up some of the books he had collected around him, most of which he had accumulated in his early years. Among the literati's notes that came down, there is a "Painting Book". Of course Chen Ping'an had not told her about the Qingniu Taoist priest, but he lay on the top of the city, often taking out his painting book and basking in the moonlight. Occasionally he raised his head and swore to Ning Yao that this Li Shilang was really a man among the gods. Except for one thing that cannot be learned, other knowledge is really fascinating and amazing. So on my bamboo slips, I engraved the "Guidelines for Making Friends" word for word. "Don't mention the title of marquis, let's get drunk together in the evening" is also beautifully written. Li Julang's talk about the difference between scholarly articles and legendary dramas is even more excellent. It turns out that the truth is similar to reasoning with others.

Especially Li Julang's business is even more outstanding. It's just that when it comes to the printing of books by booksellers in other places, I'm a little less generous. It's a pity that I can't meet this Mr. Li anyway. Otherwise, I really have to ask this Juro, is he really that poor and downcast? Is it true that he can't live up to his destiny? And when Mr. Li was born, did he really meet an immortal to help him tell fortunes? Are the stars really coming to earth? Was it because the land of the ancestral home was too small and the birth was successful after moving to the family ancestral hall? If Li Julang was easy to talk to, I would have to ask again. After he became successful and shone brightly, did he ever repair the ancestral halls? Maybe the little incense man could be conceived in the plaques of the two ancestral halls.

Ning Yao just can’t understandWell, how could such a Li Julang be allowed to chatter endlessly on the city wall?

When I arrived at this city, I really saw Li Julang, so what? Do you still want to ask Mr. Li about all the doubts he had in the past?

Li Julang and the old scholar who served as the deputy city lord walked out of the mustard seed garden in the scroll together.

Li Julang frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ning Yao nodded and said, "There's something wrong."

Li Julang smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ning Yao turned to look at the white-haired old man and said: "It has nothing to do with the old man. I would like to ask you to move out of the way."

The old scholar smiled and said: "Okay, okay. Yes, it should be so."

Li Julang immediately reached out and grabbed his old friend's sleeve. The old scholar waved his sleeve vigorously and left.

In an instant, the world was filled with sword light.

As a result, a huge hole was opened in the entire night boat by a sword light. The scribe on the top of the mountain sighed, and with a slight thought, he mended the leaks in the ferry.

Fortunately, the existence of this ferry is similar to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the past.

This is also one of the fundamental principles of night sailing. The word "interaction" in the ferry culture that Chen Pingan realized in Toutiao City is also one of them.

The monk on the futon also opened his eyes, stretched, and was about to stand up. The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "It's not necessary yet."

The white-haired old man returned On the spot, I couldn't help but laugh, I saw the city lord Li Julang holding a tattered painting book in his hand, and fragments of the pages kept gathering from all directions in the world.

The old scholar was amazed and said jokingly: "Being asked about swordsmanship by the best person in the world is also a good story for our city. Thinking about it, I am reluctant to resign from the position of deputy city lord. Okay, just wait for a few hundred more years."

Just stop at the pavilion.

Ning Yao took a step forward, returned to this place, sheathed his sword and put it back in the box, saying, "I've seen the mustard seed garden, there's nothing good about it."

Chen Ping'an smiled. Nodding, he rubbed his cheeks with both hands, inevitably feeling a little regretful, "That's it."

Then Chen Ping'an would pick up the sycamore leaf and take Ning Yao to the city inn. I just hope that Xiao Mili won’t follow Pei Qian’s example and kowtow when meeting him.

Ning Yao suddenly said: "Don't you say goodbye to Miss Biyu?"

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Qin Zi squeezed out a smile and said tremblingly: "No need."

The phoenix leaf in Chen Pingan's hand flashed with light, and he and Ning Yao arrived at the gate of the city and walked into the city together. That inn.

There is no night ban in Toutiao City, but compared to the hustle and bustle on the streets during the day, it is still a little deserted. There are no stalls on the streets, all the shops are closed, there are only a few restaurants, and Lights and noise.

Ning Yao was silent for a moment and said, "I shouldn't have drawn the sword."

Chen Ping'an held her hand and said, "There is no right or wrong in conflicting matters. ”

NingYao looked at the streets on both sides, "Is this a city where knowledge can be sold for money?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled: "Very good, as expected of Li Julang."

Arrived At the door of the inn, Pei Qian and Xiao Mili were waiting at the door.

Xiaomi Li, who had been pretending to be calm, suddenly became anxious. With a smile on his face that had been stretched for too long and a little too much force, he looked stupidly at the woman next to the good man mountain master, and pulled Pei hard with one hand. Qian Qian stomped his sleeves, his smile unchanged, and said hurriedly: "Pei Qian, Pei Qian, otherwise I'd better kowtow, otherwise I always feel that the etiquette is not enough."

Pei Qian stood on tiptoe, He waved to his master and his wife from a distance, while whispering: "It's really not necessary."

Xiaomili could no longer hold back his smiling face, and said with a grimace: "It's really not necessary?"

Pei Qian rubbed the head of the little girl in black and said softly: "It's really not necessary. From now on, when Cao Qinglang and Jing Qing are around, you can kowtow to make up for it when you see the teacher's wife."

The little girl scratched her face and remembered.

Ning Yao shook his wrist, and Chen Pingan had no choice but to let go.

When they arrived at the inn, Ning Yao nodded to Pei Qian first, and Pei Qian smiled and called his wife.

Ning Yao bent down and rubbed Xiao Mili’s head, and said with a smile: “In my hometown, everyone knows that Dumb Lake Wine can make many sword immortals drink until they can’t speak. Keep drinking."

Xiaomili nodded vigorously, then took a step back, quickly reached into his sleeve with one hand, and finally took out a large handful of melon seeds, raised it high above his head, offered it with both hands, and said loudly: "Shan Madam, please eat melon seeds!"

Ning Yao was a little surprised.

Chen Pingan held back his laughter.

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Inside the Hundred Thousand Mountains, on the top of the mountain, there is a Fourteenth Realm and an Ascension Realm. In the end, there is only one hut, and he is probably just an old blind man. The place of residence is probably the place of cultivation. Now that he has accepted a great disciple who only recognizes half of his master, he must have a place to stay.

It’s not that Li Huai is not used to the hard life, but that he has traveled around the world a lot, especially when he was with Pei Qian. He heard and saw a lot of all kinds of deceptions in the world. It's not easy to make a living like a martial artist at the foot of the mountain. No matter how you look at it, you feel like you've fallen into a charlatan's den. The old man in yellow is nimble and agile. He is running around, chopping firewood and wood in order to build a brand new hut. It is said that he is a dignified man. Who would believe that a great monk in the Ascension Realm is doing these things? Li Huai didn’t believe it anyway.

At that time, I could only feel sympathy for Li Huai, and he could not help but feel sorry for the hard work of the old man Longshan Gong, and... He had no fixed place to live, so Li Huai said that the new thatched house would have two rooms. Let's live together, and he can lend a hand and build a residence together, as long as it can be sheltered from the wind and rain.

As a result, when the old man in yellow heard that Li Huai wanted to help, he started a dispute. The old man spoke righteously and refused to give in. He said that the young master was a man of gold, so how could he touch him with his hands? These are low-level jobs. He also said how dare he live with the young master, he would only disturbThe young master's reading, and it's actually quite cool over the fence.

So while the old man was busy, Li Huai squatted aside and had a conversation. Only then did he find out that this Ascension Realm old man with the Taoist name Longshangong and temporary name Couple was actually wandering around the world. I have been together for more than ten years just to chat with him. Li Huai couldn't help but ask his senior what exactly he was planning. The old man almost shed ten pounds of bitter tears on the spot and drank the wine. He lowered his head to chop wood, looking as lonely as a lonely mountaintop.

It turns out that this old man in yellow, although he is now known as Longshangong, actually had countless incarnations and aliases in the wild world, such as Taoting, Hejun, Gengyun, plus the current couple. ...it all sounds elegant.

It’s just that every time Li Huai didn’t know what the old man said was wrong, a series of firecrackers would sound inexplicably, and then he would be forced to reveal his original shape and roll around on the ground, or be killed by the old blind man who was half a master. Kicked off the top of the mountain. It was so bumpy, and finally when the hut was built, it turned out that there was only one residence for Li Huai, because the opposite room became Li Huai's study room. After Li Huai caught a glimpse of those troublesome books, the old man asked him if he was missing something. What kind of book can you help me find to make up for it? No matter how rare the rare book is, as long as it is available in the wild world, it will be no problem. Li Huai felt at that time that there was a reason for this old man to be in trouble. Do I, Li Huai, look like a piece of material for studying?

In the study room today, an old man in yellow who gave himself the pseudonym "Wu Fengshi" moved a chair and sat at the door. He didn't dare to disturb his young master's studies and became a sage. He was silent for a long time. Seeing that Li Huai put down the book in his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, the old man said with sincere admiration: "Young Master is not old, and his mood is really stable. He is indeed born with magic. Unlike me, who is thousands of years older, I really live like a dog." Go."

As for why he was named Wu Fengshi, it was of course to bring good luck. I hope that with the addition of Uncle Li Huai, he can get some light and follow the changing times.

Li Huai put down the book and said honestly: "I don't take it seriously when it comes to accepting apprentices or becoming teachers. No matter why the blind old man is willing to accept apprentices, I will still be the same me. If I disappoint him , I'm sorry, what else can I do. Of course I'm happy that I didn't disappoint him. The old blind man who is half a master doesn't need to thank me anyway. He is already half a master and a disciple. What a courtesy."

The old man in yellow was frightened when he spoke blindly. Uncle Li Huai was probably fine. He had to keep it to himself.

The old man felt that he had to do something, so he stood up quickly, shook his sleeves, and threw a lot of objects on the desk.

Cut out strips of osmanthus in the secluded mountains of Guanghan, collect the essence of fire and light, and refine it into a pen rest.

An open cursive calligraphy post with a poem on it and a drawing on the post with a coral penholder. The old man twisted the coral penholder with his fingers, and it came out so gently. Place it on the table.

There is also an old dragon Hengzhao inkstone with a rather impressive inscription: Raise jade bones, treasures for thousands of years, the owner uses them to produce strange light.

There is also a jade lotus pond Qingqu penWash and inscribe "Nen Taoist", the writing is gentle, slender and pleasant.

Li Huai asked in confusion: "What are you doing, old man?"

Li Huai could still roughly tell the quality of the things on the table.

Just like this, Li Huai's heart became more and more miserable. There is no end to it. I am here to enjoy the mountains and rivers. I can only pretend to read books every day because of the tiredness of the old senior. Is it possible? Why don't you practice calligraphy and painting in an elegant way?

The old man in yellow still said with a flattering look on his face: "Young master is a scholar who has not been seen for thousands of years. This little greeting gift is not a sign of respect or respect."

It is hard to imagine that this is An Ascension Realm Great Demon who is famous in the wild world.

He was very familiar with the former Great Demon of the Throne, Fei Fei, that woman, Huang Luan who had been buddies but fell out with each other, and the old deaf boy.

The little girl from Jincuicheng has quite a story with him.

Even Mr. Dong from the Sword Qi Great Wall was chased and bitten by it when he was traveling in the wild world.

As for A Liang, not to mention, as long as he passes the Shiwan Mountain every time this dog day, the old blind man will let him go.

So his most famous pseudonym is Na Taoting.

Taoting in the wild world, Gu Qingsong in the vast world.

These two are famous all over the world.

The old blind man clasped his hands behind his back, walked into the hut, stood at the door of the house, glanced at the objects on the table, and frowned at the watchdog: "You are so gaudy, and you are carrying bones home all over the street. You Are you looking for death?"

The old man in yellow's eyes trembled when he heard that he was sincere and his good intentions failed, but he was loyal

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The liver is red and the gallbladder is red, and the warm-blooded heart is soaked in cold water.

Li Huai stood up, helped the old man out, and asked with a smile: "I don’t have a name, so I can’t really call you old blind man every day, right?"

The old blind man smiled Said: "The old blind man is not bad, just shout."

Li Huai gave a thumbs up and said: "It's getting more and more appetizing! He is more than half a master!"

The old man in yellow glanced at the old blind man whose old face was about to smile like a flower, and then at Li Huai who wanted to die every time. Finally, thinking about his bleak situation, he felt that his life was really gone. The law passed.

On this day, there was a rare smell of fireworks on the top of the mountain. Finally, a large pot of stew was placed on the table, steaming hot and fragrant.

At first, Li Huai was too embarrassed to use his chopsticks. However, when he saw the old blind man taking the lead in taking off his chopsticks, and the old man in yellow doing so unambiguously, Li Huai became rude.

The old blind man glanced sideways, and the old man in yellow immediately took the bowl and left the table. Li Huai stepped on the bench, put a large piece of dog meat with chopsticks into the bowl, slapped the table and said angrily: "Well, old blind man, don't you have any sense of loyalty?!"

Li Huai smiled at the old man again and supported him: "Don'tGet up, let's just sit and eat, don't worry about the old blind man, we are all a family, we are doing this every day, who are we showing off our prestige to. ”

After all, you have to be soft-spoken.

Of course it’s not some dog meat cut from the old man in yellow. In this hundred thousand mountains, there are still some rare things. Otherwise Li Huai really didn't dare to put down his chopsticks, he was so scared.

The old man in yellow thought for a while and felt that it would be safer for him to carry the bowl outside the door, which would not be an eyesore and at least he could eat a full bowl. Unexpectedly, the old blind man sneered and said: "If you don't eat the meat on the table, why don't you dig the dirt outside the door and eat shit? ”

The old man in yellow felt sad and happy for a moment, so he had to lower his head and eat the meat silently. Hey, it seems to taste pretty good, and it’s salty and salty. This little bastard Li Huai’s craftsmanship is really good.

The old blind man didn't take off his chopsticks much, chewed slowly, and suddenly said: "You will follow Li Huai when he returns to his hometown. Weigh the pros and cons by yourself, and if you do it well, the old score will be settled. "

As for what will happen if he fails to do it well, the old blind man is too lazy to say.

The old man in yellow nodded vigorously and saw that Li Huai was pinched by the old blind man sitting on the main seat. I learned how to use chopsticks, and quickly picked up a big piece of meat for Uncle Li.

Suddenly I realized that it was pretty cool to hang out with the old blind man. ?

It’s just that the old man in yellow, who has excellent eyesight, discovered that every time Li Huai gave the old blind man a chopstick, he seemed to be giving it to another young man. ? There was a smile on his face, and he was talking a lot of nonsense, but he was still not sophisticated enough, because his eyes did not hide his words.

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The sky of the Middle-earth Divine Continent. , a figure the size of a mustard seed suddenly appeared, falling straight down.

During the fall, the man spread his hands and kept spinning.

Floating to the ground, he bowed his head. .

Put your fingers together against your forehead, and raise your palm backwards.

It’s hard to say whether this posture is cool or unrestrained in the eyes of outsiders.

Anyway, it was a way of appearing that he had thought about for a long time.

But this was in the square of the Chinese Confucian Temple.

A Confucian Temple attendant. The sage just glanced at him and chose to turn a blind eye. He also asked the gentlemen and sages nearby to ignore this person and not try to get close to him.

Only one old scholar left the merit forest and showed up here. He was very appreciative, turned his head, covered his face with one hand, waved and said: "Where did you come from, this handsome young man, hurry up, put your weapons back, and move like a dragon and a tiger. "

The man looked aggrieved and called out to the old scholar. The two hurriedly walked towards each other and shook hands. The old scholar sighed and shook his head vigorously, "There were so many friendships in those days. You have you. "

The man sighed with emotion: "A handshake among thousands of people will make my sleeves fragrant for three years. "

Poetry fight? The old scholar really has a short memory and has found the wrong opponent.

The old scholar's eyes lit up and he lowered his voice and said: "ThenI've never heard of it before. Where did you get it from? Lend me a loan?

The man said with a shy look on his face: "It's a humble work. It's an impromptu idea. It comes from what I feel. Take it and take it. What's the point of being polite between brothers?" ”

Whoever borrows is not borrowing, he will be scolded together.

The two hugged each other, but they didn’t appear to be brothers in distress and were about to cry.

The old scholar beat the guy's back hard and said in wonder: "Brother A Liang, the tendons on this body are stronger than before.

The sloppy man with stubble on his face wailed: "Old scholar, old scholar, I miss you so much. I almost burped in my stomach. I finally took off that turtle shell. These The life of the New Year is still difficult. Whenever I mention this, I can't help but burst into tears. "

The old scholar beat the man's back harder, "It's hard work, both of us have worked hard, it's not easy, even good brothers are not easy!"

A Liang asked while coughing: "Old scholar, why do you seem to have lost weight, but you have gained weight? Is it because you have a big chest and a heart for the world?" ! "

The old scholar let go of his hand and complained: "Just tell the embarrassing truth. ”

A Liang spat and smoothed his hair. He didn’t have much hair, so he managed to tie it into a small bun.

In fact, it’s no wonder he didn’t like it. There are no girls who come here to hang out.

As a well-deserved descendant of the four surnames of the Saint Mansion, the number of times he takes the initiative to come here is really rare.

The other times he is not invited. When someone is brought over to confront someone and reason with them, they are called over to apologize.

Only the old scholar is not idle every time. He is definitely the first to jump out and deliberately side with the other party, as if no one else is. After suffering great grievances, the old scholar had the loudest voice and shouted the most ferocious words. He could fan the flames of trouble and either speak for the enemy in a shady manner, or he could use harsh words, saying that he should be chopped down to death or imprisoned in the Gongde Forest for a few years.

Anyway, Aliang got used to it later. Whenever he saw the old scholar, he would just look sincere, bow his head and admit his mistakes, and get angry with anyone who stopped him from apologizing. But the old scholar didn't do it. In the years before he worshiped the sages, Aliang would never be so easy to talk to. He would often even be too lazy to pay attention to the invitations from the Confucian Temple. Even if the sub-sage personally took him to the Confucian Temple for accountability, at most he would say nothing. Fa, I love you.

A Liang doesn’t need to apologize to anyone today. The old scholar seemed to be a bit idle and didn’t adapt. He sighed, and then asked in confusion: “Why are you here so late? Didn’t you return to Haoran long ago? Why are you wandering around Liuxiazhou? "

A Liang pointed to the top of his head and said helplessly: "Grow some hair at least, otherwise I will only make the girls look at me with pity and pity wherever I dare to go. Didn't I arrive at Liuxia Continent first and just wanted to catch up with Sister Cong Qian to catch up with old times? I never thought that she was not at home. I heard that she had gone to the old site of Yulong Sect and hadn't been home for several years. I asked sister Cong Qian’s disciples to help Feijian deliver a letter, and he quickly replied with a simple letter.Meaningful, just two words, wait! Old scholar, listen to this, is it very sincere? "

The old scholar stamped his feet, helped A Liang and lamented: "Then you should wait."

A Liang chuckled and said, "Wait, wait, I'm afraid that when we meet, it's better to say goodbye than newlyweds, and Sister Cong Qian will lose control." ”

The old scholar laughed along.

A Liang suddenly became silent and looked at this skinny old man who had never been tall.

The old scholar is now There is no way to go anywhere.

It is different from the time when I was imprisoned in Gongdelin.

The two of them walked to the steps in front of the Confucian Temple and sat down together.

A Liang told some interesting anecdotes on the way here, saying that in a restaurant in Liuxiazhou, he learned from the old scholar that he didn’t pay for meals and drinks, and he couldn’t pay for the IOU, so he yelled angrily. He brought a pen and asked to leave a piece of calligraphy to help him inscribe the plaque. After the pen and ink were served, the words he wrote were so energetic that he was more careful than the inscriptions on the city. It was just the shopkeeper. I didn't know what to buy, so I asked for food, drinks, and paper money, so I had to pay for it first.

He also said that at a fairyland ferry with fluttering colorful skirts and many embroidered shoes, By coincidence, he happened to hear a bunch of people talking about him, which made him feel a little embarrassed, especially the two little girls. Their beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with the two opinions of A Liang and his brother. People are as drunk as drinking fine wine, and you know this person best, old scholar, and you don’t tolerate others praising you so much, so you straightened your clothes, walked over with an empty wine bowl, and said something to them. To be honest, saying that the Fourteenth Realm Sword Cultivator is really nothing special, it doesn’t mean much...

In the end, I praised Bald Guy and said why the hell didn’t he just say that the second one is not really invincible?

Now that he had said everything to the other party, he had to sit there for a while and listen to the drinkers chatting for a while. The two sides had a great time chatting, and he was busy calling himself brother and sister, so he was just a little chatty. Finally, I couldn't stand the adoring gazes of the girls and was worried about incurring unnecessary love debts. I put down my wine bowl and left the restaurant. I stopped in a very elegant way and looked up at the sunset. Another more knowledgeable Leng Buding strode forward and walked alone on the street, leaving behind only a lonely figure that broke the woman's heart, and...that alcohol debt that was accidentally forgotten?

The old scholar gently patted the knee of the man next to him and praised: "Okay, okay, the style is still the same, and this is not discounted. ”

A Liang laughed heartily.

The slovenly man with short hair told the old scholar many interesting things about his travels.

He said he had gone there In the sky, I saw Mr. Yu who was working hard to join the Dao Xinghe. I didn't talk about the fourteen realms, so as not to hurt Mr. Yu who was older but had mediocre cultivation qualifications.

It’s just that Yu Laoer said something at the end, quite like a scholar.

It is said that what can make an old man miss his hometown is his hometown, and even his childhood and youth.

The only thing A Liang didn’t say was that he was at the last stop in Liuxiazhou.

It was a mass grave in the wilderness. Not to mention the aura of heaven and earth, there was no evil spirit at all. The man sat cross-legged, clenched his hands into fists, lightly pressed against his knees, and said nothing. I didn’t drink either. I just sat and dozed alone until dawn. When the sun rose in the east and the sky and the earth were bright, I opened my eyes. It seemed like it was a new day.

No matter what A Liang said.

The old scholar sat aside and listened carefully, as if he had always been like this. As long as someone else was talking, no matter whether it was reasonable or unreasonable, big or small, interesting or boring, the old man was always like this, with a serious look and patience. Excellent, wait until others have finished speaking before the old scholar speaks his own words.

Maybe only such an old man can teach such a disciple, the first disciple Cui Chan, the left and right disciples, Qi Jingchun, Jun Qian, and the closed disciple Chen Ping'an.

A Liang asked softly: "That fool on the left and right hasn't come back from the outer world yet?"

The old scholar hummed.

In that outer world where fists, feet and swords can be used at will.

The two people facing each other in the air were surrounded by bright spots of distant stars.

A little girl with crotch braids was holding half of her wrist in her hand. While adjusting the wound, she glared at the man and said, "Is that enough?! Do you have to stop me from going to the wild world?! Believe it or not, if you offend me, you'll just run into Nan Po Suo Continent or Tong Ye Continent and let your poor husband finish it off!"

Wearing a green shirt, his face was expressionless. Holding the sword in one hand, his sword energy was no longer restrained, "Please go."

After finally borrowing the slender wrist for the time being, Xiao Xun shook his arm and said with a bright smile: "Then Instead of causing trouble for your husband, I'll change places and go to Luopo Mountain in Aquarius Continent to pay a visit to our Lord Yinguan!"

Hands out the sword from left to right.

At a ferry in the wild world, the great Mohist who guarded the Nanbosu Island with Chen Chun'an, a scholar, was alone here, one person built the city and the other defended the city, without any delay.

A burly man, with a little spirit by his side, returned from the ruins on the sea to the wild world, and then traveled here. Along the way, he deliberately avoided the forces on the mountain tops and only looked at the mountains and rivers.

Liu Shiliu raised his head and looked at the strange city that "grows on its own".

The little elf on the side who calls himself the King of Whirlwind, looks like a child, and is carrying a big package. Not that the master next to him asks for it, but it is all the belongings that the elf is reluctant to throw away. He is standing there tremblingly. At the edge of the ferry, he whispered: "Master, the book says that doing more is worse than doing less. It looks like we have to take a detour."

The little elf couldn't help complaining: "Come on, master, when will you be the boss?"

Liu Shiliu smiled and said: "Originally, I wanted to bring you here to meet your little master. Uncle, I can’t do it now, it seems I have to walk a lot more.”

The little spirit lamented, “It would be nice if I could see my uncle earlier.”

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Liu Shiliu smiled and nodded, "After passing the Great Wall of Sword Qi, master will find a ferry and it will be easier."

The little elf said: "Master, I don't have any gods. Money!"

Liu Shiliu rubbed the little guy's head and said, "I have the same moral character as your junior uncle. He is unambiguous in big things, but he is very careful in small things."

Liu Shi Liu smiled and said: "No. He is your junior uncle."

The little elf hesitated for a moment, "Where is senior uncle? Where is senior uncle Qi? I really can't see him?" "

Liu Shiliu hummed, "There is nothing we can do about it"

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