Chapter 781 Gathering

In the dusk, Wu Shuangjiang suddenly said he was leaving.

Throwing the long sword to Chen Pingan Yeyou, it took half a day to refine it.

After Chen Pingan took over the night tour, he shamelessly asked Wu Shuangjiang for a copybook.

In the Qingming world, it is recognized that the words written by the monks of Sui Chu Gong can drive away ghosts. Hanging characters are like hanging talismans, and even more effective. Of course, Chen Ping'an didn't want to rely on Wu Shuangjiang's calligraphy to do something to exorcise ghosts and ward off evil spirits. That would be too much of a waste of natural resources. He should keep it as a souvenir of the night sailing trip and hang it in his study in Luo Luoshan in the future. When you come to visit, no matter who you are, you still have to ask whether it is an authentic or fake work?

Wu Shuangjiang agreed, and Chen Pingan was in the lobby, taking out pens, ink, paper and inkstones. After Xiaomi Li cleared the table, he helped spread the rice paper and lay on the table to grind ink.

Wu Shuangjiang looked at the brushes and ink ingots that were common things at the foot of the mountain. He seemed to have lost interest in writing. Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I really only have these guys in my body. How can I make do with it, senior?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Luopo Mountain can afford to be embarrassed, but Mr. Wu can't afford to be embarrassed. In this case, let's forget it."

Chen Pingan quickly said: "How about I let this junior go and borrow the Four Treasures of the Study from Li Shilang?"

Wu Shuangjiang glanced at the sky outside, shook his head and said, "We can't keep Xiaobai waiting for a long time."

The millet grains were returned Grinding the ink ingots there, I raised my hands to scratch my head in such a hurry, and said pitifully: "Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, just write a few words, do you miss the mark? We are out and about, so we should just make do with it."

Wu Shuangjiang thought for a while, nodded and said: "That makes sense."

Wu Shuangjiang took out the study Qinggong he carried with him from his sleeve, spread out a piece of colorful cloud paper, and took out a The writing brush with a green bamboo pole is engraved with a line of small seal characters, and it has thousands of miles of green bamboo in its chest. There was an inkstone with an inkstone inscribed on the side of the Immortal Cave. On the side of the ancient inkstone lay a pair of miniature chilongs. Wu Shuangjiang tapped the head of the chilong with his pen. The two chidras immediately opened a pair of golden eyes, and a layer of golden ripples suddenly appeared in the ancient inkstone. , after Wu Shuangjiang dipped in ink, the nib of his pen became golden, and he wrote a calligraphy calligraphy on the paper, which can be regarded as "current post".

"At that time, I just thought it was ordinary and did not believe that bald heads existed in the world. I was leaning against the bright moon in a tall building, and suddenly I came to the window and suspected that it was you."

Finally, in the three places of this calligraphy, respectively, It is stamped with two personal seals of Wu Shuangjiang and a monogram.

The military scholar commanded millions of soldiers. Both people and books are old. The heart is as green as the lotus in the world.

Chen Ping'an stood aside, rubbing his hands lightly, and sighed with emotion, "Senior is such a good calligrapher, it is a pity not to write a couplet anymore. Good things come in pairs, so be careful."

Chen Pingan is a little confused. Writing couplets is not as sophisticated as seven-color writing, right? I just didn't dare to ask any more questions, for fear that if I asked, the cooked duck would fly away.

Wu Shuangjiang did not explain anything. He dipped his pen in seven-color precious sand and wrote seven characters on each of the two spring couplets. He drew back the pen like a mountain but not enough treasure. He had to read thousands of volumes before he could understand the spirit.

Wu Shuangjiang breathed a sigh of relief at the couplet. The fourteen golden dragons in the couplet, as if being clicked, slowly rotated in a circle and then became motionless.

Poetry by Su Zi and inscription by Wu Shuangjiang.

By the way, I took advantage of some of the young people around me who were looking for words.

Chen Ping'an, who had been a second nephew for nothing, had no grudges and just pretended that he didn't know about such an allusion.

Wu Shuangjiang said with a smile: "Just think of it as a wish for the completion of Luo Luo Shanxia Sect. You can hang the couplets on the gate of the Patriarch Hall. The words on the couplets change with the time. They are black during the day and white at night. The lines are clear. Black and white are clear. The rank is not low. If it is hung on the gate of Jise Peak in Luolu Mountain, it will be enough to stop landscape spirits, ghosts and monsters like the tiger Wei Bo from outside the door. But you have to. Promise me one thing, whenever you feel that you have done something wrong and it is difficult to correct, you must take off this couplet."

Chen Ping'an took a step back and said with a smile, " The master of Sui Chu Palace, who was once expected to refine one or two natal characters, bowed and saluted.

Wu Shuangjiang waved his hand, just put away a few seals, turned to the little girl in black and smiled: "The millet grains, and the rest of the study supplies on the table are all given to you, that's all. It’s the dried fish and melon seeds that I gave you as a gift. I don’t care who you give them to later.”

Zhou Mili quickly waved her hands, “No matter what, the dried fish and melon seeds don’t cost anything.” "

Wu Shuangjiang smiled slightly, turned and left, strode across the threshold, millet grains flew over, caught up with Mr. Wu, took out two bags of dried fish from his sleeves, scratched his face, Somewhat embarrassed, "Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, that's all. I'll give it to you. Don't think it's too little. If you really think it's too little, it's no big deal. If you come to my house as a guest in the future, I'll take care of it."

Wu Shuangjiang took the two bags of dried fish from the river with a smile, thanked him, patted the little girl on the head, and left. Wu Shuangjiang took one step and left Toutiao City.

Xiaomi Li waved his hand, stood outside the door and looked around for a long time, and sighed. He was a little envious of Mr. Wu’s moral character. Is it the fairyland where the golden elixir begins? ! Hehe, what are you thinking about? How can you be an Earth Immortal? It cannot be said to be the legendary Jade Pu Realm. Alas, the realm is so high that it is as high as Wei Shanjun. How many night banquets must Mr. Wu have held in his hometown? No wonder I give gifts without batting an eye. They are generous and grand, and they have to be like this when traveling in the world.Well, that naive and silly girl I met in the Dumb Lake was not a bad person, but she had long hair and short knowledge. She could sell the big water monster of the Dumb Lake for a Grain Rain coin.

Xiaomili swaggered back to the lobby table. Chen Pingan put away the copybooks and couplets and put them into the square objects. He smiled at Xiaomili and said: "Ancient inkstone, green bamboo pen, Qibao clay, three Let Pei Qian put everything away for you first."

Xiaomili was stunned for a moment, and the little girl glanced at the items on the table, "But I have already thought about how to give it away."< /p>

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "No need to give it away, just keep it well. When you return to Luolu Mountain, remember not to throw it away."

Xiaomili said seriously: "I will At first I planned to give it all to the mountain master’s wife. If the mountain master’s wife refused to accept it, I didn’t have the guts to stick to it. Then when I got home, I gave the Qibao mud to Sister Nuanshu. She likes to keep accounts every day. The inkstone was given to Jing Qing, and the green bamboo pen was given to Wei Shanjun. There is a bamboo forest in Piyun Mountain. The old cook and Pei Qian didn't know why, but they didn't go there themselves, and asked me to sneak there and carefully count the number of bamboo trees. "No, I don't think that if Mr. Wei Shan is happy after accepting the gift, he will give me a bamboo for free." Ning Yao suppressed laughter and rubbed Xiao Mili's head.

Pei Qian pretended not to know anything. Anyway, whenever the master asked, he would blame everything on the old cook.

Chen Pingan felt uneasy about his conscience for the first time. I wonder what Wei Shanjun thought when millet grains were wandering in the bamboo forest, carefully counting the bamboos with wrenches?

A white-haired boy poked his head around the corner of the corridor and asked: "Ancestor Yin Guan, where is that person? Is he gone? How was your chat?"

The white-haired boy laughed, put his hands on his hips, shook his shoulders, and strode towards the table, " Ancestor Yin Guan is indeed invincible, leaving me no chance to show my loyalty. Otherwise, as long as I do my best, I will definitely be able to defeat the enemy together with Ancestor Yin Guan! What a pity, what a shame!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then I invite him back?"

The white-haired boy's knees softened, he stretched out his hand to hold the table, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't think this is necessary. Well, after all, it’s easier to invite the gods than to send them away.”

It was very confusing from beginning to end. When I saw Wu Shuangjiang and had a good chat with Pei Qian, I felt like I was lost in the clouds. Wu Shuangjiang disappeared again, and what was missing was that he was in the realm of an external demon, appearing in the world in a posture similar to a "man without realm".

Chen Pingan glanced at it and said, "Go and chat over there."

We went back to Chen Pingan's room together, and Chen Pingan took out the copybook, "It should be senior I hope I will pass it on to you."

The white-haired boy nodded, and as soon as he took it over, the words printed on the two sides of the copybook, "Scholar of soldiers and horses, commanding millions of soldiers", were the same as the words of "people and letters". "Laojing", a total of thirteen words, instantly dimmed.

It had a complicated expression, dull and speechless.

Chen Pingan even took out the sword-raising gourd and took a sip of wine to calm down his shock.

The magical powers of a fourteenth-level monk are really unreasonable.

It shook its head vigorously, and soon returned to its normal expression. It looked at the virtual objects that Chen Pingan had picked up in Entry City, picked up the narcissus porcelain basin, turned it over, sneered, and threw it away. On the table, Xiao Mi Li quickly jumped forward, straightened his hands, moved to his side, breathed gently into the small porcelain basin, and wiped it with his sleeves.

The white-haired boy took the iron Three Monkeys Fishing Moon Flower Utensil with both hands, nodded slightly and said, "If it's the real thing, it's okay."

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "How do you say it?"

The white-haired boy said: "Every moonlight night, you can take out this thing, and just bask in the moonlight, it can condense the moonlight, and gradually give birth to a grain similar to the 'Flower Protector' If the monk's luck is better, he may be able to become a Sifanwei of the Flower Temple, in charge of some kind of flower fragrance. Osmanthus is the best, followed by epiphyllum, and peony is the third best. Those monsters who follow the path of worshiping the moon and refining their bodies, no matter how high their realm is, will definitely be willing to pay a high price. With this thing, they can save a lot of trouble in taking it to the Hundred Flowers Paradise, and they can just find it casually. The flower owner of the Blessed Land, or the flower gods who are the life masters, can sell it for a sky-high price."

The white-haired boy was puzzled: "Why didn't Patriarch Yin Guan listen to this Blessed Land of Hundreds of Flowers? The expression of disinterest? Those Flower God Cups under the grape trellis of the Prison Prison Prison Monastery, Yin Guan Ancestor’s eyes lit up when he saw them, and he was eager to take action. At that time, I felt that if I were the Flower Master of the Blessed Land, I would You have to start worrying about whether your own territory will be too high."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "As long as there is money in the world, there will be a baggage house."

The white-haired boy said oh, picked up the "Uncle Ye" ebony paperweight, and asked: "Never thought that Yin Guan Ancestor was also a piano player? He is really versatile..."

Chen Pingan put it down. Holding a sword gourd in his hand, he asked: "Can you write a complete Guangling Zhixiu spectrum?"

It nodded, "What's so difficult about this."

Sui Chu Gong Gong Master Wu Shuangjiang is a well-known talent in Qingming world. He is proficient in poetry, music, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

As Wu Shuangjiang's inner demon, except for some killer attack methods, Wu Shuangjiang has set many restrictions on it, and it can actually do everything else Wu Shuangjiang knows.

The white-haired boy tapped his fingers and wrote out a complete score that had been lost for a long time in the world. Chen Pingan copied it on paper.

It yawned and said with doubts on its face: "Ancestor Yin Guan, is this the harvest?"

Chen Pingan nodded, Pei Qian was expressionless, just eating Melon seeds.

Zhou Mili waved his hands vigorously and said: "No, really no

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No!"

The white-haired boy chuckled and said, "Yes, there must be."Bring the treasure at the bottom of the box quickly."

Zhou Mili crossed his arms across his chest and said seriously: "If you have any, I'll treat you to pickled fish!" Is pickled fish delicious? It's the most unpalatable food in the world and no one likes it. Since no one eats pickled fish, even if no one eats it, then it's gone. "

Chen Pingan reached out and covered his forehead. Such a reasonable wording, it was really hard for Xiaomi Li...

The corners of Ning Yao's mouth turned up.

Pei Qian glanced at the master.

Chen Pingan nodded helplessly.

Pei Qian and Zhou Mili said, "Take it out. "

Xiaomili was anxious and winked at Pei Qian. He had hidden himself well, so why didn't he just expose himself?

Pei Qian nodded, and the little girl in black immediately He ran out of the house, went to Pei Qianhe's house, took out the scroll from the green bamboo bookcase, ran back, pursed his lips, and put it on the table in a hurry. Xiao Mi Li just held the scroll with a smile on his face. Seriously, he looked at the good mountain master, as if to say, I really gave it. What the mountain master’s wife will say when the time comes, it’s not my fault.

Chen Pingan glanced at his founding disciple. , complained: "I gave it to you, what's there to hide? "

Pei Qian nodded with a smile, and then looked at the white-haired boy who was the culprit.

Chen Pingan handed the booklet given by the bearded guest to Ning Yao.< /p>

After Ning Yao flipped through it, he found that every opportunity was like playing a charade. The vocabulary on the booklet was like a fairyland ferry. The ferry names were all there, but they did not tell the viewers how to go. Ferry.

The white-haired boy looked at the scroll on the table. It had a white jade scroll and a small note on the outside. /p>

After opening it, there are different eyebrows and buns of beauties, such as mandarin duck eyebrows, flying clouds, fainting, flying immortals, spiritual snakes, and reverse ties. There are also text annotations, a total of twenty The white-haired boy looked at the four beauties one by one, marveled at them, and kept saying: "Okay, okay, Spring Mountain is small, it can make clouds rise... The ax mark of the Moon Palace is repaired, and then the eyebrows of the beauty are raised... Flying Fairy Flying Fairy" , descended in front of the emperor...Mother, this is the best sentence, this sentence is the most wonderful. When I turned around, I saw him turning down the curtain, and he wanted to hug him, but Nong Ruoyan..."

The white-haired boy raised his head. , said seriously: "Since Yin Guan Ancestor is proficient in seal carving, why not copy various eyebrow prints on the letter paper? From now on, in the whole world, half of the Taoist monks Hongyan on the mountain will use our Luo Luoshan to pass letters and fly swords. Produced stationery! In line with the saying, "When a man from thousands of miles away sees his eyebrows, it's like meeting again before flowers." I think it is feasible, it is definitely feasible, and the wealth will definitely come rolling in! ”

Chen Pingan rewarded with one word, “Get out!” ”

Zhu Lian or Mi Yu would be the right ones to make such unconscionable money.

The white-haired boy had a hurt look on his face, which chilled the hearts of all the soldiers.

Picking up the last bundle of withered plum branches, it weighed it a few times and said doubtfully: "Ancestor Yin Guan, what is this? ! Are we really picking up rags? ”

Chen Pingan threw the booklet to the white-haired boy. He turned to the page of the plum branch entry and found that there seemed to be two veins, each with its own destiny, and you could choose one of them. One of the clues was What is Shangyang Palace, Mei Jing, "Zhaonan Chapter", Jiang Langzhong, Drunken Guests in Longchi, Pearl Shoes

The other one is a bookstore, corpse, hot guests from all over the world, boneless flowers, floating. Pingxuan.

The white-haired boy was confused. After all, it came from Qingming World. He was completely blinded when he saw this. He closed the booklet and said solemnly: "Ancestor Yinguan." , why go to all this trouble, why don’t we just grab it openly? If someone catches me, it won't matter. Ancestor Yin Guan will just run away and leave me behind. I will be beaten, scolded, chopped or chopped. I will bear all the responsibility! "

Ning Yao asked curiously: "What do you mean by this bundle of plum branches?

Chen Pingan smiled and explained: "Shangyang Palace, the nickname Mei Jing refers to a concubine. She has a younger brother named Jiang Caiqin, and her family has been a doctor for generations." As for the drunken man in Longchi, it means that the different thoughts of the two vassal kings when they were drunk and when they woke up, anyway, the chance to succeed in the end was probably some kind of real gift from the Flower God of January in the Paradise of Hundreds of Flowers, otherwise it was It has something to do with the blushing lady hanging upside down in the Plum Garden, so it's not very interesting.

"But there is another clue that I am very interested in. It is that I have selfish motives. If I am not wrong, I first go to the Mustard Seed Garden Bookstore in Entry City, because Li Julang is good at making plum windows. In " In the article "Bedroom Department", Li Julang even cited this as "the best production in his life", so next I am afraid I need to buy a first edition of "Painting Biography" as a bridge, and find the bookseller Wang Gai. And this person once had the nickname "Wang Anjie, a hot guest in the world", so he could get in touch with his brother Wang Ping. This person's original name was Wang Shi, and he was good at seal making and painting boneless flowers, so this involved a person. This old gentleman I admire very much. He is the best in the world at painting plum blossoms. He happens to be the owner of the Plum Blossom House and the Xiaozhou Duckweed Pavilion. Not only that, it is said that this old gentleman is also the first person in the world to carve seals in stone. How could I miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? I must pay a visit to the old gentleman. If there is a chance, I can exchange it for a seal with the old gentleman."

Speaking of this, Chen said. Ping An was in high spirits, as if he had heard the name "Li Juro" for the first time before.

For people like Jiang Shangzhen, there will be people they want to see on the night boat. It is the rain and the wind, the sudden green, the flower vendor on the pole, the cup is deep and the amber is thick, and the brow is lowered. What comes to my mind is that I lost to Dong Jun for the third time in two years. He was thinner than Huang Hua.

Chen Pingan actually wants to visit more sages and ancients in the book.

Ning Yao is accustomed to Chen Ping'an's ability to solve puzzles.

Let’s just talk about how Chen Pingan’s relationship with the elders came about, that’s how it came about.

Pei Qian looked very reasonable.

Zhou Mili’s hearing was vague anyway. As long as the good mountain master doesn’t fight with others, he is very powerful!

Only the demon who transformed from the outside could listen to this series of "from here to there", "follow the clues" and "walk from door to door" and was dumbfounded. He admired from the bottom of his heart: "Ancestor Yin Guan, You should be the captain of this night sailing ship!"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's just a two-legged bookcase."

It's not that he is arrogant. , which is true. Chen Ping'an was amazed by the night sailing ships in Toutiao City. If it weren't for the difficulty of distinguishing between friends and foes, and if he had something to do, Chen Ping'an really wouldn't mind visiting the twelve cities one by one on this ferry, even if it took three or two years.

The white-haired boy kept rubbing his hands, his eyes shining, "Now that my hair has grown, I have Patriarch Yin Guan guiding me, and with my help, this ferry is so magical." Isn’t it time for nothing to grow?”

Chen Ping’an said: “I have business to do, so I don’t want to earn any opportunities other than plum branches.”

Bai. Fa Tongzi beat his chest with both hands, "Is this still the arrogant and money-minded ancestor I know?"

Chen Pingan said: "I want to ask for a seal from senior Wang Yuanzhang. Seal. After thinking about the article, I wrote: 'The clear energy fills the universe, and the spring spreads thousands of miles away'!"

After a moment of silence, Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and said softly: "If I can ask for two seals, Of course it's better. The seal says 'Wandering on the Road'."

The white-haired boy clapped his hands and applauded: "The seal is excellent! The Yinguan ancestor has unparalleled literary talent..."

Chen Pingan squinted and said, "It's something from the old gentleman's poems. I just copied it."

The white-haired boy raised his arms and shouted, "Ancestor Yin Guan has an invincible memory. He can move a mountain of books with one punch. He is ranked number one in the world, but no one dares to claim to be second. Because his position is too close to that of Yin Guan Ancestor, he only dares to claim to be third!"

Anyway, as long as you have a clear conscience, God will do the same! There is no embarrassing or embarrassing flattery underneath.

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "According to Palace Master Wu's deduction, I may go to the Chinese Confucian Temple at some point, and I will come back when I go, and I will come back no matter how I go. It’s hard to say.”

The white-haired boy fell silent for a moment, sat back on the bench sickly, and wiped the table repeatedly with one hand.

Ning Yao said: "Pei Qian Xiaomi is here with me."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then how about solving the riddle?"

小Mi Li jumped off the bench and said, "I got the order!"

The group packed up their luggage and left the inn to follow the clues. Sure enough, as Chen Ping'an said, they followed the clues all the way and it was as expected. It was time to buy it. It was time to chat, and finally in a secret landscape with thousands of plum blossom trees, Chen Pingan used a chance to acquire an immortal plum tree and exchanged only two seals with the old master Wang Yuanzhang. He never thought that the old master would finally touch him. With a smile on his face, he also gave two pictures of plum blossoms, one with black plum blossoms and one with white plum blossoms. The contents of the two seals that Chen Ping'an requested came from the poems inscribed on the scrolls.

After Chen Pingan took the scroll, he bowed again to express his thanks..

Remembering something, Chen Pingan said: "This junior heard that there was a Sword Immortal in Tongyezhou who went to the mountain in heavy snow and said something similar to what the senior said in the history books. Everyone in his sect had I heard that the Sword Immortal added the phrase "the best time to draw a sword" at the end, so this Sword Immortal must also admire the senior very much."

The old man smiled and said: "It's the combination of 'the sky and the earth are white jade'. , It makes people’s hearts clear and makes them want to go to heaven, right?”

Chen Pingan held the scroll in his arms and nodded gently.

The old gentleman asked: "A swordsman who talks to heaven and earth like this is in Tongyezhou, so he must be no longer alive?"

Chen Pingan nodded: "Already died in battle."

That swordsman is none other than Fu Lingqing, the leader of Tongye Sect.

The old gentleman asked Chen Pingan to wait for a while, and finally gave Chen Pingan two seals, one of which was carved in the wind and snow to cheer up the world's madmen.

Chen Pingan scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

The old gentleman smiled and said: "Although I don't know who you are yet, I hope that there will be more young people like you in the world today."

Pointed Elsewhere, the old gentleman said sternly: "Remember, don't imitate Shao Baojuan from Rongmaicheng City. He seems to have been a gentleman for many years, just waiting to be a bad guy once, and then never look back. It's such a pity."

Xiaomi Li didn't take it seriously, but just grinned and said: "I seemed to drink just now. You're just boxing when you're drunk."

The white-haired boy gestured to the two of them and shook his head, "Xiaomili, every time I talk to you, if I don't lower my head hard, I won't be able to see you. , How can this be done? In the future, please ask our ancestor Yin Guan to help you build a small bench. You have to stand and talk to me."

Xiaomi Li frowned and tiptoed secretly. It turned out that the white-haired boy seemed to be taller. Looking down, the white-haired boy immediately put away his toes. When Xiaomi Li suddenly raised his head, he instantly raised his toes. Xiao Mi Li took a few steps back. The white-haired boy had already put his hands behind his back and turned around to leave.

First I went to Chui Gong City and met

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The old master who held a lamp and wrote the list at night, Chen Pingan Help Cui Dongshan send a message.

On the way to travel, Xiao Mili asked in a low voice: "Pei Qian, Pei Qian, Li Huai said that you are a subjugated princess who lives among the people. Can you find your father here?"

Pei Qian didn't answer.

Xiaomili continued to ask: "Do you want my help? I am very good at finding people, and I have the ability to patrol the mountains."

Pei Qian knocked down a small chestnut. After being beaten, Zhou Mili held his head in his hands, and suddenly he knew that he probably couldn't be found. To rub salt into Pei Qian's wounds, he really deserves a beating.

They were still on the bank of the river during the dry season, revealing the cliff carvings under the water, the abundant life, and the depths of the Dragon Palace.

In a wine shop, I met a young man who claimed to be a young master. He was about to write on the wall. There was also a young clerk who was a little absent-minded and just muttered to himself, asking the little boy. Where is the old sword? Outside the shop, a tall man passed by with oily arms oozing from his arms. He looked at a lively girl in the distance who was tapping her toes and twirling her skirt lightly, with fine eyebrows. The man thinks it’s her this year. I have read a vast book of 440,000 words in vain, and there are Yan Ruyu in and out of the book.

The white-haired boy who was slapping the table with his hands and clamoring for a good drink immediately shut up.

Chen Pingan suddenly stood up, came outside the wine shop, and looked up at the sky.

The two people who visited the lotus pond in Appearance City first visited Sense City, broke through the restrictions on the landscape, and appeared directly here.

Wu Shuangjiang was accompanied by the young shopkeeper of Hanging Mountain Stork Inn.

In the pavilion, the executioner sat alone.

Neither Du Shanyin nor his maid Ji Qing are here.

It seems that the Sword Immortal is waiting for this great monk of the Fourteenth Realm who has been expelled from the palace.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Xiao Bai, you go somewhere else."

The watchman of the New Year's Eve, Bai Luo smiled and nodded, "The executioner is not that kind." How small the world is to help you cover up the Fourteenth Realm."

Wu Shuangjiang said: "I am just a criminal official, not a hidden official, so I don't need the Fourteenth Realm."

Bai Luo. After leaving.

Wu Shuangjiang clasped his hands behind his back and walked forward slowly. Four imitation fairy swords came out of his sleeves at the same time and said with a smile: "The flowers in the cage are blooming."

An imitation bird in a cage Sword magical power, a moon-in-a-well imitation sword magical power, combined with the two-character mantra "flower bloom".

Wu Shuangjiang is everywhere in heaven and earth, and they are all imitation swords.

As for why there is this fight today, the reason is very simple. Wu Shuangjiang’s Taoist companion seems to be often chased by the prison officer with flying swords on the prison side of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

A moment later.

The night ship was split into two by the light of the sword.

At the same time, Chen Pingan heard a voice in his heart, "Can you come to the Confucian Temple?"

Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "But the Lisheng?"

After getting the affirmative answer, Chen Pingan bowed and said: "Thank you for your thanks."

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After A Liang left the Confucian Temple Square, he saw It seems to be a rainbow traveling far away, but in fact it is stealingI went to a restricted area in the Merit Forest and talked with the sage who was accompanying the worshiper. At least he didn't get rejected. But in the end I had to exchange a sum of merit for it. Then I met the big-bearded ranger. He said it was a forbidden area, but it was nothing. There was no one to guard against the formation restrictions. It was just a broken secret realm with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Liu Cha was squatting by the water, fishing with a pole.

A Liang came to Liu Cha and remained silent. Liu Cha didn’t say anything either. A Liang sighed, shook his head, walked behind Liu Cha, and looked at the sword cultivator’s ass. It was just a flying kick, the force was so strong that Liu Cha would have jumped forward, but he still held the pole in one hand and supported the ground with one hand, so as not to fall over and eat shit. He squatted down again, and there was no expression on the man's face. change.

Aliang Jinji was independent, crossed one leg, rubbed the instep, and complained endlessly, saying how could there be such a hard as iron butt in the world.

Hopping on one foot, he came to Liu Cha's side, landed on his butt, sat cross-legged, picked up a piece of weed, dusted the soil, held it in his mouth, slowly chewed the grass root, and said vaguely : "Brother Liu, what does the Confucian Temple say?"

Liu Cha said: "The Li Sheng just asked me to stay here, there is no other explanation."

"The one who can pass the sword to Bai Ye is very powerful."

"The defeated general dare not speak bravely."

In Jinjiazhou, there used to be that mirror, flowers in the water, but again and again there is only one picture scroll. , is the scene where Liu Cha sword kills Bai Ya.

It was imitated by the bad guys using mountain magic, so every time you open the scroll, when the bearded swordsman appears, before handing out the sword, there will inevitably be onlookers exclaiming his name, Liu Cha!

Over time, "Liu Cha", which was originally just a name, gradually evolved into a statement full of exclamation, similar to a mantra. Two words and one statement can cover many meanings.

As for Liu Cha’s own swordsmanship, especially his poems, they are far less impressive than his name. Even now in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, the word Liu Cha has already been mentioned by all the women and children under the mountain. Know the trend.

At this moment, A Liang held his head in his hands, fell back, and said softly: "If I had known that there would be such a thing, on the other side of the Great Sword Qi Wall, I would have just killed you. "

But it was not that Liu Chajian killed Baiye, but that he was stopped by Chen Chun'an, a scholar at the edge of the ruins.

The mellow scholar Chen Chun'an is very close to A Liang. Of course, it might just be A Liang who thinks so.

Liu Cha said: "Don't talk about exchanging lives so nicely."

Fighting against A Liang is almost the end of exchanging lives.

A Liang crossed his legs and swayed slightly, "In my life, I have three good buddies, and they are all brothers in need. One is an old scholar, and they are all full of knowledge and must not show off their fame."

"One is Chen Ping'an, one is standing at the top of the city, and the other is lying at the bottom of the mountain. We can only look at each other from a distance, feeling sympathy for each other."

"Then there is you. We both grew up in the tenth century. The situation is falling."

Liu Cha said: "Are you done?"

A Liang said: "Do you care about me?"

Liu Cha said nothing and continued fishing.

A Liang took a nap, then got up and said he would come here to drink next time when he was free.

The man spread his hands and spun away, still using the ladder on the rivers and lakes, his legs jumping up and down.

Liu Cha glanced at him and was curious. Could this guy look like a bird in the Ya Sheng Mansion?

In a sect in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, a person in the Jade Pu Realm who had been chopped half to death by Qi Tingji's sword had just finished retreating to recuperate. A few days after finally getting out of seclusion, he participated in an ancestor hall. discussion.

There was a masked man, only showing a pair of sinister eyebrows. In broad daylight, he broke through the mountain gate formation and landed with a bang on the square outside the Patriarch Hall. He made a posture that made his Dantian so breathless that he put his hands on his forehead, smoothed his hair back, and called out the name of the Patriarch of Yupu Realm. Several times, and then ask loudly where the person is.

Things happened suddenly. There was a young and promising ancestral hall priest. He didn’t even notice the weird look on everyone’s face, as if he wanted to speak but was holding back. He stepped forward and stepped over. At the threshold of the Patriarch Hall, the masked man shouted angrily: "Who dares to break into this place?!"

The masked man's eyes were rolling, and he was hovering in the air with a Yufeng in the distance. Fairy, winking.

The short masked man clenched his fists, raised his arms, and waved back slightly. Behind him, the Jade Pujing at the gate of the Ancestral Hall seemed to have received a heavy hammer on his forehead, and he fainted on the spot. He fell straight backwards and fell to the ground, his waist leaning on the threshold, his body like an arch bridge.

In the Patriarch Hall, everyone from the sect leader to the headmaster to the guest ministers held their breath and concentrated. Most of them did not even get up. A few were unkind and simply turned around to chat with their friends nearby. , to show innocence.

That guy has been here before. Not the first time.

After that, the Yupu Realm patriarch had a leaky house and it rained all night, and his end was a bit pitiful and terrible.

Middle-earth Divine Continent, Mysterious Dynasty,

A rich man was admiring the chess game in the pavilion.

Suddenly a man appeared behind him and strangled his neck.

The rich man coughed and was speechless. He slapped the arm hard.

I never thought that the man would strangle the old man's neck again and cursed: "Fat Yu, what's the matter with you? When you meet your good brother, you don't even have a smile on your face, and you don't even say hello, ah?! I said, there must be someone in my hometown who secretly stabs people every day and curses me for not being able to go back to my hometown. Good guy, it’s you!”

After saying the word ah, he raised his arm. The old man had no choice but to stand on tiptoes and look like aThe hanged ghost look is really not an old man pretending to be pitiful, the bastard behind him is really ruthless.

Yu Panshui had no choice but to be forced out of his body. He stood beside the man, stamped his feet vigorously, clapped his hands, said "Hey!", took a few small steps, and came over to rub the man's shoulders. Back, "It turns out to be Brother A Liang. I haven't seen you for a few years. The tendons on this body are so strong. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, he deserves to have experienced the scenery of the fourteenth realm of swordsmanship, but the realm, etc., this is nothing. , For brother A Liang, the main thing is this masculinity. Last time we met, he was already at the top, but unexpectedly he can make further progress. I admire him, I admire him! I admire him so much! ”

Sitting on the bench in the pavilion, he spread his hands on the railing, crossed his legs, took a long breath, and gave Yu Panshui a look.

Yu Panshui understood the idea, and from the pavilion with a plaque of wooden wild fox hanging, a stream of green smoke immediately came out, drifting here, and finally condensed into a beautiful woman, she gave a blessing, and with that The man smiled brightly and said, "I've met you, sir."

A Liang jumped up, stretched out his hand and wiped his temples vigorously, "Now that I'm pregnant, I'll call you little brother A Liang."

Yu Panshui regretted eating and drinking too much today.

A Liang waved his hand and said: "Fat Yu, you wipe your own shit."

Yu Panshui pretended to be stupid, and A Liang smiled and said: "You just call yourself A Liang." ! ”

In the Xuanmi Dynasty, there was a very famous headmaster of Shanxia Academy, who was praised by many scholars in the Middle-earth Divine Continent as a continent’s literary genius.

After Yu Panshui left and came back, A Liang left in a hurry and said, "Yu Panshui, you are a coward, how dare you attack Wen Guang!"

Yu Panshui Water lamented.

After A Liang left this place.

I found an old immortal who was an old acquaintance.

The old immortal sneered and said: "Is it illegal to say a few words? It's up to you to scold and hit you. If you talk back and fight back, I lose."

I met a gangster. A generous old scoundrel.

A Liang shouted angrily and said with grief and indignation: "Okay, okay, if you bully me for my low level, you have to fight with me, right? You can't be killed and you can't humiliate me, but I will be beaten to death by you. Today I will never accept this bird spirit."

The loud voice spread throughout the sect. Then A Liang grabbed the guy's hair, put his head under his arm, and punched him on the head.

Finally, he closed his fists and put on a posture that was so breathless that his Dantian was full of energy. He felt refreshed and added another damn victory to his list.

(End of this chapter)