Chapter 804: Soothing Qingping with a smile

The three saints, Li Sheng, Ya Sheng, and Old Scholar, returned to the Confucian Temple to participate in the discussion, which made the atmosphere that had gradually become more relaxed suddenly become serious again, causing some monks who wanted to go out to drink and chat to be in a hurry. Be polite and leave the discussion behind.

The old scholar sat upright. After waiting for a long time, he could not hear a word of congratulation. He was a little confused. They said that people only see the warmth and warmth of people when the tea is cold. The world is in a hot and cold world. Why does the cold stove start again? This gang All the human beings, big and small, don’t even have any expressions? In the Confucian Temple, I resume my status as a consecrated sage. I don’t like things or feel sad about myself, but that’s not the reason for you to bully good gentlemen and eliminate honest people?

Seeing the old scholar's self-absorbed behavior, Master Fu smiled and explained to the old scholar the general changes in the Confucian Temple, Yunbian, Lantai, Hulian, Chunsou and In Tongli, there were a total of five academies. These mountain chiefs all lost their titles and caused a scene. The youngest one, Chunsou Mountain Chief, even openly questioned the rites master, and was finally sent out by Aliangli. So right now, everyone is more cautious in their thoughts and words.

The old scholar exclaimed, "The tiger father has no dog son."

Yasheng took out a book from a large pile of books on the desk and looked at the position that had just been replaced by the young hidden official. He felt helpless. Is he so homeless?

There was a flash of golden light, and Jingsheng Xiping at the gate reached out to catch it. It was a book page, and he got a personal and secret letter from the sage who accompanied the sacrifice of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. < /p>

After saying this, Li Sheng smiled and said: "You continue to discuss the matter."

Ya Sheng frowned slightly. < /p>

Ya Sheng put his hand on his forehead.

After Lu Zhi heard about this, he asked: "This mysterious wild cultivator who hides his head and hides his tail, just got slashed a few times from left to right, and then immediately turned around and became a hero?"

Qi Tingji smiled and said: "A Liang must have pushed him to the top, so I couldn't help Qing Mi not agreeing."

He said to the left and right: "This Qing Mi has good escaping skills and is more powerful than Jing Hao. With A Liang leading the way, it is difficult for them to be surrounded in the wild world. "

Killing A Liang is the most troublesome.

This is already the consensus of the Haoran world and the barbaric world.

A Liang likes it best to fight against each other and cannot beat them, but if they really have to work together to chase and intercept them, even if it ends up being a siege and killing situation, A Liang may be singled out by him.

However, during this trip, it was clear that A Liang was going to bring a retinue like Qing Mi with him to kill through the wild world, and the dangers during this trip were inevitable.

Chen Pingan said: "A Liang wants to use his own power to disrupt the situation on the wild mountain and fish out some deeply hidden fish for the Confucian Temple.Really big fish. ”

To truly stop A-Liang, the Wild World must come up with a strong man who can compete with A-Liang, such as a peak existence like Liu Cha.

The Wild World On the world stage, there are only two people in the Fourteenth Realm whose identities have been made public for the time being. Among them, Xiao Xun, even if he faced A Liang, the two sides would definitely not be able to fight.

Xiao Xun is old. The two swordsmen of the Yinguan lineage, Zhu'an and Luo Shan, as well as Zhang Lu, the great swordsman who once guarded Daixuan Mountain, have a very good relationship with A Liang.

As for the wild cultivator Qingmi, even if he is in the Ascended Realm, he will probably have a hard time cultivating his mind after being dragged by A Liang to travel south this time.

Lu Zhi sneered: "He. If he could come back alive, it wouldn't be a big deal to touch his legs a few times. ”

Qi Tingji, left and right, and Chen Ping’an, three men who are very clean and self-sufficient in matters of love between men and women, all understand and say nothing.

Qi Tingji’s Taoist monks on the mountain, from beginning to end, only One, after his wife passed away, he had no intention of continuing his relationship in this life. In fact, there were quite a few female cultivators in the wild world who admired this handsome old swordsman, and it seemed that only Qi Tingji was in the upper five realms. Nodding, they would be willing to rebel from the wilderness regardless of their status.

As for the left and right, there is no need to say more.

And Chen Ping'an is even more famous in the Sword Qi Great Wall. Without squinting, it was as if Ning Yao was the only woman in the world.

Chen Ping'an flipped through the book, which contained the summary of Mr. Li's room, and asked Jingsheng Xiping about it humbly. The knowledge of breaking the word order.

On the night ship, it is very likely that the breaking word order is the way to get off the ship, and it can become something like a customs clearance document. If you have the opportunity to board the ship in the future, you will be able to get off the ship. There is no need to use a sword to clear the way and force the ship to disembark.

Chen Pingan has far-reaching plans for this elusive ferry. If it is determined that the consequences will not be serious, Chen Pingan even wants to take the initiative to serve as a city on the night sailing ship.

Xi Ping said that he would bring some books from the Confucian Temple back to Chen Pingan, but the books could not be taken out of Gongde Forest and they had to be returned after reading them. The sages and academy chiefs could read it, but since it was granted by the Li Sheng personally, they could do so according to the circumstances, but they could not go too far. Chen Pingan had doubts, but he didn't ask any more questions. As if he had guessed what Chen Pingan was thinking, he took the initiative to explain that in order to master the Confucian magical power of Po Zi Ling, he needed to first learn the calligraphy method of the gentlemen and sages of the academy.

After hearing this, Chen Pingan first talked to this person. Xiping, a classics student, thanked him and asked him shamelessly for a set of manuscript scriptures. He said that he was asking for a set of manuscripts for his student Cao Qinglang. Because he missed this student's crowning ceremony, if he could make up for it with a secret manuscript of the Stone Classics. , Cao Qinglang will definitely cherish it again and again.

Xi Ping smiled and said: "I do have two sets of manuscripts here. They are quite old and in good condition, but it is not easy for scholars to copy them. . "

Chen Pingan said immediately: "According to the current market price of books copied by Confucian Temple practitioners, the most expensive ones would be doubled. "

Xi Ping at the gate turned his head and glanced at the young official with a sincere face. He smiled and said nothing, neither nodding in agreement nor shaking his head in rejection.

I heard that no one on the Jianqi Great Wall could make money from Chen Pingan?

After pieces of Xiping stone scriptures were erected at the entrance of the Confucian Temple, later generations of scriptures copied them as a symbol. To make a living, most of them are Han people who have not yet obtained any honors in the imperial examinations. Generally, they can't earn much money. They rely on this to study here and earn travel expenses back home. Even if some people have extremely beautiful writing skills and extremely good writing skills, they can earn a living. To see the skill in small regular script, you can ask someone for more than ten taels of silver.

So if the price doubles, where will it go?

A set of skills can be obtained by Xiping. I bought a copy of the secret copy of Xiping's scriptures for thirty taels of silver?

Xi Ping suddenly laughed, "Okay, I'll sell one set and get two sets free, and the total price will be counted on you." Snow money. It's not easy to earn hundreds of taels of silver from Lord Yin Guan. "

Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "At least there is one set, it is Mr. Xiping's handwriting, right? "

Xiping nodded, turned around and left to copy books.

Master Huolong clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "Chen Ping'an, when you do business, you always have a flat head. On? Okay, okay, then you should also know that Shanfeng also likes to read, eh?

Chen Ping'an said sadly: "Senior, why didn't you tell me earlier? Otherwise, even if I was acting like a fool, I would still have to buy two sets with Mr. Xiping." ”

Master Huolong immediately got up and went to find Jingsheng Xiping. Chen Pingan was so frightened that he didn’t dare to stop him.

Zhenren Huolong walked out of the Confucian Temple and quickly followed. Xi Ping put their arms around each other and said that Chen Ping'an had temporarily regretted his decision. He felt that the opportunity was rare and one set was not enough. What a good boy, the lion opened his mouth and asked you for three sets of hand-written scriptures in one go. At first, there were five sets. , I am a poor man who talks hard and advises the boy to be content and not to trouble Mr. Xiping too much.

Jingsheng Xiping gently pushed away the old man's hand and said with a smile: "Then I will copy more." For two sets, the previously negotiated price remains the same, but the extra two sets are worth a small sum of money. "

Master Huolong stroked his beard and smiled, and strode back to the Confucian Temple. When he reached the steps, he immediately slowed down and took his time before crossing the threshold. After sitting down, he said to Chen Pingan: "It's settled. Discuss this matter with Mr. Xiping. Pindao is very experienced, so he can help you with a favor. "

Chen Ping'an smiled awkwardly. What else could he do? He just nodded his thanks.

Master Huolong seemed to remember something and said: "But this extra set must be counted as a Grain Rain Money, at first glance, the price seems a bit expensive, but you guys need to know that here at the Confucian Temple, Mr. Xiping never socializes with anyone, and many sages from the Confucian Temple also get nothing, so they never listen. If there is any set of "Xi Ping Authentic Works" in the world, you will make a lot of money for one Grain Rain coin. If you are not willing to part with thisMoney, that's all, Pindao will help you out?

Chen Pingan said: "No, no, although I just spent a lot of money at Yiaozhou Baofengzhai, and bought a ferry with the Xuanmi Dynasty, I spent all my savings, and I still owe it." A lot of debt, but a Grain Rain coin. This junior can still afford it with gritted teeth. "

Master Huolong raised his eyebrows, "The ferry, the cross-continental ferry, is the right one, isn't it the Feng Yuan that the poor man has been thinking about for hundreds of years, lying on the Di Peak but can't afford it? "

Chen Pingan said bravely: "Mr. Yu didn't say the name of the ferry. "

Master Huolong nodded, "It's a good thing. What does Paidi Peak have to do with Luopo Mountain? It's your ferry, which means you are a fool. From now on, you kid will make your business bigger and you will do it. It would be better to lie at the gate of Difeng and help build a Xianjia ferry, so that Pindao can avoid the ferry expenses. It's easy to talk about, it's all a trivial matter. I'll say hello to Little Fatty Yu when I turn around. All the expenses incurred by Feng Yuan to go to Aquarius Continent from the Middle Earth are not yours. It's such a big mysterious dynasty, and Little Fatty Yu is coming out again. What's the point of arguing about a small amount of money with you, a person who is famous and wealthy? ”

Yu Panshui, who had just left his body and traveled far away, and was actually participating in the discussion at the Confucian Temple, had no reason to feel that something was wrong. Sure enough, soon, the hearty laughter of Master Huolong rang out in his heart. , "Brother Yu.

Yu Panshui smiled dryly and said: "Brother Fire Dragon, is something wrong?" ”

Master Huolong complained: “Brother Yu, you are not a very particular person. I used to be a poor man who misjudged the wrong person, and he actually regarded you as a good brother with a lot of righteousness.”

Yu Panshui raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat that had been forced out of him on his forehead, "Brother Fire Dragon, how can I say this? If there is anything I did wrong, I can change it." Change it immediately. "

Good brothers? But you can pull it off. Before this meeting in the Confucian Temple, we had never met before.

The real Huolong and the Supreme Emperor of the Xuanmi Dynasty , chatting a few heart-wrenchingly fair words

Yu Panshui’s little chicken pecked at the rice, listened to the teachings, corrected the mistakes, and encouraged them.

In the end, the fire dragon. The real person stroked his beard and smiled, then turned around and told Chen Ping'an that the matter was settled. Although it was the first time they met and chatted with Yu Panshui, he was surprisingly easy to talk to and very reasonable.

It's a good thing that the old real person didn't turn around. As soon as he turned around, Yu Panshui became more and more sure of his guess. The old fat man was filled with misery and his eyes were dull as he stared blankly at Chen Ping'an, a childlike and fair person. Lord Yin Guan, good, very good, nothing could be better. Now the Xuan Mi Dynasty will have to help carry the repaired Feng Yuan Ferry all the way to the Niujiao Mountain Ferry in Luo Lo Mountain. You can catch me Xuan Mi. You and I, Lao Yu, must work hard to gather the wool. If I, Yu Panshui, take the initiative to come to discuss business in the future, I will take your surname.

Chen Pingan does not dare to argue with Yu Panshui. What.

Sighed, what should I do? Wait until the old man is no longer around, then talk to this person again.The head of the Yu family should explain it clearly.

Mrs. Dandan of Lushui Keng suddenly approached Chen Ping'an and asked softly: "I heard that Bai Ye's fairy sword was too white, and one of the sword tips fell into your hands?"

Chen Ping'an didn't hide anything from the world's new co-owner of land and water transportation. He turned slightly sideways, faced the woman, nodded and said: "Senior Qingzhong, it is indeed true."

澹Mrs. Dan hesitated for a moment and said straight to the point: "Can you let me see you?"

The monks at the top of Haoran Mountain actually knew what was written on the gate of Lushui Keng. Everyone knew that this bloated, fat woman admired the most proud Bai Ye the most. Otherwise, she would not have intercepted two characters from Bai Ye's poem and finally taken the Taoist moniker "Qing Zhong".

Chen Pingan declined politely: "The tip of the Taibai sword has been refined into the long sword behind this junior."

The implication is that as a sword cultivator, you can never draw the sword. Take it out of its sheath just to let others take a look.

When he remembered the mountains of Lushuikeng pearls in his family's treasury in Luopo Mountain, and the precious light shone brightly throughout the room, Chen Pingan quickly added another sentence, saying: " If you are lucky enough to be on the battlefield with Senior Qingzhong in the future, I will definitely use the sword." Madam Qingzhong felt a little unhappy, which was very unpleasant for a big man.

Chen Pingan just pretended not to notice Mrs. Dandan's displeasure.

The left and right suddenly said: "Any comments?"

Qi Tingji smiled and said: "It seems a bit."

Lu Zhi just said one word: "Oh?"< /p>

Mrs. Qingzhong said categorically: "Absolutely not, Mr. Zuo!"

Again.

First of all, there are three old Taoist priests including Master Huolong, who scare people with every word.

Now there are three sword immortals on the left and right.

What the hell is a lonely and self-sufficient girl like me doing to bully me?

If you are really capable, go find Xiao Xun, a fourteenth-level sword cultivator in the wild world. Mrs. Dandan thought about it again, and it seems that the person who has the most trouble with Xiao Xun in the world is Mr. Zuo in front of her. , so she smiled innocently.

Ignoring Mrs. Dandan, who was not of low status but lacked courage, Lu Zhi asked: "How long will the Confucian Temple be ready to open for this meeting?"

Qi Tingji Said: "When it will end, it doesn't matter what we said. If you really can't wait any longer, just go to the door to drink a pot of wine, and then go back to Nan Po Suozhou. I will explain it to the Confucian Temple afterwards."

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "It's okay for Mr. Lu to run away in the middle, but it's best for Lu not to travel far away with his sword at the gate of the Confucian Temple. It would be as troublesome as possible. He should first go and meet the Eighteen Sword Masters of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect. Let’s go back to Nan Po Suo Continent together.”

Qi Tingji nodded.

After all, he and Lu Zhi are not people like A Liang who come to the Confucian Temple and eat as usual. You should be polite in order to save face, but you still have to giveof the Confucian Temple.

Lu Zhi thought it was feasible, just drink and run away, walk a few more steps and then run away with the sword. In fact, it was no different from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Lu Zhi just pretended, asked Chen Ping'an for a bottle of wine, took it in her hand, and walked towards the gate.

After crossing the threshold, this woman with a thin face and slender figure was sitting alone on the steps drinking wine. Unexpectedly, someone would soon follow and sit down next to Lu Zhi.

It was Mrs. Qingshan Shenshan. She smiled and handed Lu Zhi a pot of authentic Qingshan Shenjiu Niang, and called Mr. Lu.

Lu Zhi quickly raised his head and drank a pot of wine, put the jug into his sleeve, took the pot of wine from Mrs. Qingshenshan, opened the mud seal, sniffed, and said: "Smell It smells better."

Mrs. Qing Shenshan asked: "I heard that Mr. Lu is from China?"

Lu Zhi said calmly: "You think so. Anyway, I don’t think so.”

Lu Zhi placed the wine bottle in his hand on the steps.

The woman next to me is good-looking, but she can’t speak.

Mrs. Qingshenshan smiled and said: "I have a direct disciple named Chunqing. She is a young girl who wants to learn swordsmanship from Mr. Lu. I wonder if Mr. Lu is willing to agree."

Lu Zhi said: "Do you dare to go to the wild world to kill monsters and practice swordsmanship?"

Ms. Qingshenshan nodded and said: "Dare."

Lu Zhi said Picking up the jug of wine at her feet, she asked, "How is Chunqing's qualifications? It's too bad and I can't teach you."

Mrs. Qing Shenshan thought for a while, "No matter what you study, Chunqing's qualifications are enough." It's pretty good."

Lu Zhi asked: "How is it compared to our Yinguan?"

Mrs. Qingshenshan said helplessly: "Mr. Lu asked, how can we talk about it?"

Lu Zhi said: "I can agree to accept disciples. As a reward, it's very simple. I heard that the bamboos in your Qingshen Mountain are good. Madam will give some to Luopo Mountain. I heard Chen Pingan said that there is a bamboo near my hometown. In a place called Piyun Mountain, there is a tiger surnamed Wei who likes growing bamboo the most." Mrs. Qingshenshan agreed and said with a smile: "My surname is Wei, and my name is Bo."

Only. When it comes to Chen Ping'an "helping" sell wine in Zhuhai Cave at the Jianqi Great Wall, she is actually willing to give away a few green bamboos for free.

It’s just that the young hidden official has never spoken, so she can’t go up

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Lu Zhi said: "Madam, don't think too much, Chen Ping'an and I have nothing to do with each other. It's just that Chen Ping'an gave me half of the credit for leaving Hanging Mountain and slaying demons at sea. Since he didn't regard it as a downfall. I have always owed this debt for the sacrifice of the mountain. It just so happened that the lady came to the door, and I taught the sword and returned the favor."

Mrs. Qing Shenshan nodded, looked at Lu Zhi carefully, and smiled. Said: "No wonder that person thinks Mr. Lu is good-looking. I feel the same way now."

Lu Zhi laughed, "Who is that person? Qi Tingji, right or left? No way."It could be Chen Pingan. "

Mrs. Qingshenshan shook her head and said softly: "It's really difficult to chat with Mr. Lu. "

Lu Zhi took a sip of wine and glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, "I think it's harder to pretend that you don't like someone. "

Mrs. Qingshenshan asked: "Where is Mr. Lu? So what? "

Lu Zhi shook his head, "No, practicing sword is not easy anymore, why make it more difficult and ask for trouble. ”

In her hometown, there are really too many men and women. Because of the separation, the survivors will be so sad that they will never be able to recover for the rest of their lives.

Because of the Great Sword Qi Wall, there is almost no separation between life and death. As long as someone leaves, they are destined to never see each other again.

Mrs. Qing Shenshan said: "I wish Mr. Lu will break through the bottleneck as soon as possible and reach the Ascension Realm. "

Lu Zhi said: "Then I won't be polite. Zhuhai Dongtian will lend me another Grain Rain money. It will cost money to practice swordsmanship, which is a headache." ”

Chen Pingan walked out of the gate of the Confucian Temple and hesitated for a long time. He saw Mrs. Qingshenshan walking outside earlier. Chen Pingan felt that the opportunity was rare, so he plucked up the courage and planned to talk to Mrs. Qingshenshan. Let’s see if we can buy a few bamboos from Zhuhai Dongtian. Naturally, we don’t have the nerve to borrow money from Qingshenshan. After all, the two parties had no romantic relationship before, so we can find someone to borrow them from, with Taoist Nen, Liu Daochun, and Mrs. Blushing Yan. Borrowing is not borrowing from anyone.

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said, "Junior Chen Pingan has met Mrs. Qingshen. "

Lu Zhi and Mrs. Qingshenshan both stood up, and the latter smiled and asked, "Mr. Chen, what do you want from me?" "

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed, "I want to buy some Qingshenshan bamboos with my wife, but I am short of money and dare not pretend to be fat, so I must ask my wife about the price first. ”

The bamboos in Zhuhai Dongtian are usually given away, and there is very little buying and selling, so there is no market price. But if we follow the market conditions in the world outside Zhuhai Dongtian, Chen Ping'an really didn't have the confidence to move one or two green bamboos back to Luolu Mountain. After all, there was a bamboo sea cave with thousands of green bamboos, and their grades were divided into three, six, and nine. Chen Ping'an also said that the bamboos from Qingshen Mountain were of course only worth a lot of money. . Chen Pingan still thought that since Lu Zhi was here and A Liang was not there, it would be easier to discuss with Mrs. Qingshenshan.

Mrs. Qingshenshan glanced at Lu Zhi, and Lu Zhi said with a smile: "Yin Guan wants to buy." , then sell it. "

Chen Pingan was rarely so polite to Lu Zhi. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu. "

Lu Zhi smiled and said: "No need to thank me, you had to spend your own money to buy it. ”

Chen Ping’an asked about the prices of various green bamboos, and the ones he liked most were the two Lianli bamboos, one Wenqi bamboo and one Wuyun bamboo.

Two of them were given to Wei Bo. Piyunshan, the other two are kept by the family and given to Xiaonuanshu and Pei Qian respectively. As long as the water and soil of Luolu Mountain are suitable, they will be planted in their yard.

Of course not the few bamboo sea cave trees. The ancestral bamboo is something that you don’t have to think about, but these daysA green bamboo that has grown on Qingshen Mountain for five or six thousand years has a high seniority in the Bamboo Sea Cave. Therefore, hearing the price given by Mrs. Qingshen Mountain, Chen Pingan felt that he dared to beat it. He looks fat.

Looking at the young hidden official in front of me who didn’t say a word, did he become mute?

She deliberately remained silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Luolu Mountain can take credit, but you have to calculate the interest."

But Chen Ping'an still didn't dare to agree, because a bamboo tree can only have hundreds of bamboos. Fairy money, Guyu money, Guyu money, it’s not like it really rains from the sky, it can really turn into money when it falls into your hands.

Especially when he heard that there was interest, Chen Pingan felt guilty. This trip to Yingyingzhou Baofengzhai cost a lot, and he and Xuanmi bought a ferry called Feng Yuan. If he buys it again now After planting these bamboo trees, Chen Pingan was worried that Wei Wenlong, the God of Wealth, would rebel.

Why, the owner of the mountain finally stopped being the shopkeeper, and then started spending money lavishly when he was out?

Mrs. Qingshenshan smiled and said: "The interest can be calculated on someone's head. He originally owed Zhuhai Dongtian a lot of money for drinks. I believe Mr. Chen knows a lot about these bamboos. From Qingshan Shenyi As long as the immortal masters on the mountain plant and manage the bamboos planted outside properly, each bamboo will be a money tree. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small cornucopia."

Chen Ping'an immediately straightened his back and said, "I don't think so, junior. That’s a problem. I bought it!”

It’s just on credit, and there’s no interest, so what’s the point?

At worst, they wouldn't even mention this to Wei Wenlong over at Luo Luo Mountain. When did they earn some private money from Baofengzhai, they could pay off their debts themselves. When the day comes when you can no longer hide it, just pull Cui Dongshan out.

She smiled and said: "I will send someone to Luopo Mountain later."

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't dare to trouble my wife so much, I can send it directly to the Yu family of the Xuanmi Dynasty. At that time, there will be a ferry across the continent to the mountain top of the younger generation."

Ms. Qingshenshan will return to the Confucian Temple.

I never thought that Chen Pingan would continue to ask: "By the way, madam, there are also the mangosteens and spring bamboos, cloud bamboos grown in Zifu, and wine bamboos harvested by hairpins. What are the prices?"

She stopped and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen's business experience is indeed very good. Why not just lend the entire Bamboo Sea Cave on credit? It's all negotiable."

Chen Pingan immediately clasped his fists and apologized: "Then I won't delay Madam's discussion."

They are all in trouble, otherwise Chen Pingan would only stay away from this ethereal Qingshenshan Lady when he met her. , talking about money is too vulgar, and if you don’t talk about money, there is nothing to talk about.

She suddenly changed her mind and sat back on the steps. Chen Pingan had to sit aside, with a few Lu Zhi between the two portraits.

She looked into the distance and asked softly: "Chen Pingan, what kind of place is the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and replied: "According to Lin Junbi, It’s a place where people can risk their lives.”

She asked again: “I want to know what’s in your heart.””

The young people around him are both scholars like him. They were both strangers to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but they are all regarded as hometown people by the sword cultivators there.

Chen Pingan scratched his head and said nothing. He just saw that Mrs. Qingshenshan seemed to be unwilling to leave without waiting for the answer, so he borrowed Xu Yuanxia's saying.

It is definitely not a place to harbor evil and evil, but a place for revenge.

Anyway, this is what Chen Pingan thinks.

As for the other answer that Chen Pingan didn’t say, there is nothing to tell outsiders.

Ning Yao came to see him from Jianqi Great Wall when he and his beloved were still young.

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Aquarius Island, at night

The drizzle is falling at the Egret Crossing in Zhengyang Mountain, the road is soft, and the night breeze is cool.

There were two people when they came, and there were three when they left.

A scholar in a green shirt, a young man in white with a mole between his eyebrows, and beside him was a girl with sharp eyes, Tingting. , she is helping the young man in white hold the umbrella.

Occasionally, a look of pain will flash through her smart eyes.

At this time, the young man in white will light up. Hold the umbrella handle.

Then the girl's eyes will immediately regain their clarity, with a pair of moist eyes, occasionally filled with emotions, like spring grass growing in a pond, clear and shallow, and you can see the bottom at a glance. >

This is the outcome of a bet between Tian Wan and Cui Dongshan.

The bet is that he does not need Tian Wan to lead the red line with Chief Zhou, but only needs to let him travel through her heart. Before that. , will give her a few days to work, close the door with her, set up many obstacles in the heart, and create layers of restrictions in the various acupoints and acupoints in the small world of the human body. Cui Dongshan's only request is that the sedan chair, don't move. . If the oath is violated, there will be no Tian Wan in the world.

Jiang Shangzhen sighed: "Peanut, peanut, what a good name. Brother Cui is truly the true descendant of the mountain master. "

Cui Dongshan said seriously: "Of course the name is very interesting, but it doesn't even have half of my husband's skill. ”

The girl’s eyes were filled with resentment. She didn’t think the name was very good, it was rustic.

She only knew that she had lost her memory and couldn’t remember anything. What’s more, the biggest headache was Every now and then, she forgets everything about yesterday.

As for the two people around her, one is her brother and the other is her fiancé’s father.

That's right, the man in the green shirt looks young, but his temples are already frosty. He is definitely not young in real age, but he doesn't look older. Thinking about it again, if his fiancé looks a bit like his father, he probably won't be too old. Poor.

Both of them came to Zhengyang Mountain to ask for a panacea from an old god, just to cure her asomnia. They never expected to be rejected at the foot of the mountain. I didn't even see the face of the immortal on the mountain. I wasted a lot of money and my family was almost empty.

Jiang.Shang Zhen asked in his heart: "When did you create a porcelain man again? Even your husband and I have to hide it?" , I just wanted to find him a companion, and it just happened to come in handy. If I hadn’t met Tian Wan, I almost forgot about it.”

Jiang Shangzhen turned his head and slowed down. , for the first time, with a serious look on his face, and wanted to seek a definite answer from Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan sighed and nodded, "I understand the importance. Since my husband has returned, I will always be there in the future, so naturally I don't need to do this."

Jiang Shangzhen Feeling relieved, he laughed and said, "That's good. Otherwise, I would have given up the position of chief, and would have stayed far away from Luolu Mountain."

Cui Dongshan patted Jiang Shangzhen on the shoulder, "It's not that we have been separated for many years. Brothers can't say such heart-warming words!"

Jiang Shangzhen said with a smile: "Which of us brothers is following who?"

Cui Dongshan turned around and said: "Peanut. , when you arrive at Luopo Mountain, you will do odd jobs for a few years. When the time comes, you will be responsible for collecting and summarizing intelligence. In the future, you may also be in charge of Shanshui Di Bao and Jinghua Shuiyue. The responsibility is heavy, and very few people can do it. Your As for the boss, there is only one, of course I am your half-brother."

The girl nodded and asked, "My surname is Cui too?"

Dongshan's eyes were kind, and he touched the girl's head, "Can you guess this? The little head has a melon seed, and the aura is so bright that it can almost catch up with the millet grain."

Jiang Shangzhen narrowed his eyes and nodded, "Yes."

Cui Dongshan shook his head and turned his palms, "Lili."

The girl was a little embarrassed. She felt that it was awkward for the two men around her to speak like this. .

Fortunately, I walked around at night and didn’t meet anyone.

So she started to change the topic, "Brother, is that a martial arts sect?"

"Well, it must be, it is the most martial arts place in the world, you I'll definitely like it after I go there."

"I don't know anything about intelligence."

"If you don't know, you can't learn. You have to spend your whole life selling cakes in Qilong Lane. But you are my sister, no matter how stupid you are, you will definitely learn how to do it."

She still wanted to talk, but in her heart she felt that selling cakes was quite good. good.

Cui Dongshan knocked a chestnut and taught him a lesson, "Don't always interrupt."

"Also, remember, if there is an old girl named Changshou on the mountain in the future, If I want to ask you about information, just follow her and look at her. That sister is old, has a bad temper, and is in charge of our family's purse. We, brother and sister, should not be as knowledgeable as her. "

She nodded vigorously, "I understand."

Cui Dongshan smiled and touched her head.

The director of Luolu Mountain will live a long life, and he will pick up the peanuts and Pei Qian from now on.The little mute will be her right-hand man.

One is cruel and the other is ruthless.

They will be two shadows hiding in the shade of the trees in Luolu Mountain, working hard and only doing dirty work.

The premise is of course that the husband is willing to agree to this.

This is an unwritten rule in Luoluo Mountain. No one has to go against their will, and everything is easy to discuss.

Cui Dongshan hopes that this rule can continue on Luolu Mountain for hundreds of years and thousands of years.

"If the interruption is continued, chaos will arise. If the killing is not carried out, the big thief will emerge."

Jiang Shang said with a sincere smile: "In this matter, I I will talk to Chen Pingan for you. If you don’t make sense once, just talk to him a few times until it annoys him.”

When Chief Zhou calls Chen Pingan by his first name, it must be true. I'm talking very seriously.

For example, when it comes to dealing with Lotus Flower Blessed Land and Fox Country, Luopo Mountain is on the right track, but it has many flaws.

It’s just that I haven’t found the chief enshrinement chair at that time, so I’m not in a hurry to check for any leaks and make up for them. What's more, it's better to talk about some small truths sooner than later, because they can be more targeted, discuss things as they are, and correct small mistakes to become big ones.

The three of them walked to the ferry shore and waited for the ferry. It was late at night and there were only a few monks on the shore. Most of them glanced at the three people and stopped looking at them.

Cui Dongshan blinked and asked with a smile: "Chief Zhou, you are such a good friend and beautiful woman at such a beautiful time. You are amazingly talented, but you are not interested in poetry? Maybe I will be inspired."

Jiang Shangzhen coughed, walked slowly with an umbrella at the ferry, pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I saw a swing outside the wall, and the echo was as thin as the waist, as slim as the clouds. The man giggled and looked up, obsessed with the wall Call me by your nickname."

Cui Dongshan gave a thumbs up, "It's shocking."

The girl suddenly raised a hand and put the back of her hand on her forehead.

I remembered a series of past events for no reason.

Her family comes from a local county magistrate in a small vassal country. Her father is full of poems and books. The head of Zikudu Water Department was transferred to the local area to serve as county magistrate, and was promoted to magistrate. It's just that his official career was ups and downs, he was framed by his colleagues, he lost his official position and returned to his hometown, where he served as a lecturer at an academy in his hometown of Fenyang Prefecture.

I never thought that my father would be pressured by the central government enemies, and he was so squeezed out that he could no longer stay in the academy. Year. Even his elder brother was unable to take part in the imperial examination, so he had to take refuge far away from his hometown and found a sect in the mountains to rely on. After getting a letter from home, as soon as he heard that she had aphansia, he immediately went to great lengths to go home and find her. Relying on his future husband's father's connections, the three of them traveled thousands of miles together to finally reach this place. In this fairy mountain where the leader is the leader, we are looking for a highly respected old immortal master named "Moshan Ancestor" on the mountain...

The girl burst into tears, turned her head and said tremblingly: "Brother."

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said: "Shut up, don't bother me all the time, the frozen bird must be silent."

The girl suddenly fell silent.

Cui Dongshan was squatting on the bank, and the girl only had to bend down to hold an umbrella. She heard this dependent brother seem to be reciting a poem about immortality by himself.

The emperor lived in Zhen, Long De Sichun. The immortal travels around the Changchun Palace without riding a cloud chariot or a white dragon. It is easy to search for immortals all the way to the east mountain, but it is really difficult to find them in Beihai.

The man who mends the sky and repairs the moon is gone, and he wants to be romantic through the ages. But with the South China Sea turning green, brewing longevity wine. Mr. Weiyang paid frequent visits and asked Xuanxuan more about Xuanxuan.

Jiang Shangzhen sighed: "Brother Cui's poems and essays are full of fairy spirit. A common man like me has to kneel down to listen."

Cui Dongshan clapped his hands and stood up. , took a step back, and then kicked Jiang Shangzhen behind his knees.

The two people started pushing and shoving, playing and shouting, punching and kicking, not pleasant but not serious.

The young girl felt that this scene seemed quite... tender. For a moment, she seemed less afraid of that lonely mountain.

Jiang Shangzhen looked up at the night. After the drizzle stopped, the clouds opened and the moon gradually came. Thank you Yue for taking pity on me, I can’t bear to be round tonight.

Meeting, missing, and missing are all good luck, just on the mountain, not down the mountain.

The man with white temples held an umbrella and looked at the dark night, his eyes were gentle, and he murmured: "Life is not hard enough. I already have a lover, and I still want to live forever."

Girl I felt that the man's words were much better than the previous limerick. He timidly looked at the boy in white and shouted softly: "Brother."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Don't worry, he is famous. ”

It seems that in Luzhou in the north, many mountain fairies and Jianghu heroines have never given up their bodies by mistake, but they have already given up their sincerity by mistake.

The ferry docked. From being the size of a mustard seed in the distance, it has become

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The girl Peanut was shocked to see the huge thing in front of her. It turned out that this It's the Xianjia Ferry.

She looked back at the Qingwu Peak of Zhengyang Mountain. The girl remembered that her brother had traveled through mountains and rivers to treat her illness, endured all the hardships, exhausted all his money, and still could not go up the mountain. She couldn't help but feel angry. What a continent. Zhengyang Mountain, the leader of the Immortal Family, is the invincible mountain-moving ancestor who conquers the entire continent.

Cui Dongshan waved his hand, "Go home!"

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Near the Confucian Temple, on this day, a middle-aged Taoist priest led There was a child who had left his hometown, and he stayed here last night. He called the child from the other side of the tent, and then they sat together by the water, one big and one small. The child was dazed and dozing off, and the Taoist priest was not in a hurry to let this child Children learn to do homework by themselves. In fact, children just sit aside and practice.

This Taoist priest from Jingwei Temple folded his hands on his abdomen and asked with a chuckle: "Jing Xiao, have you ever heard of a saying, don't drink Mao Shi wine, or you will be drunk to the point of drunkenness?"

Qing MingtianAmong the Taoist secret books in Xia Bai Yujing, there is a "highly true book" called "Jingxiao Daleilang Book".

The child named Wu Jingxiao stretched out his hand and patted his mouth, "I haven't heard of it. I don't even know when Mao Shi and Youshi are."

This made the Taoist priests prepare many tricks. All the manuscripts are of no use.

His name is Zhao Wenmin, and his Taoist name is Songxue Taoist. He is a Heavenly Lord of the Middle Earth Taoist Sect, Zhao Wenmin’s master, and one of the six direct descendants of Fu Lu Yuxuan.

Before Zhao Wenmin went to the mountain, he had been a Confucian scholar for generations. He was a young prodigy. He was successful in the imperial examination and served as the editor of the Hanlin Academy before he was even young. Later, he met a man in the market who claimed to be a Taoist. Later, he encountered several opportunities from the Immortal Family, and finally entered the Jingwei Temple and practiced Taoism. Over the years, three hundred years ago, the master resigned from his secular duties and devoted himself to practice, and he succeeded him to the Temple. The main position is to take charge of the overall situation. Later, Zhao Wenmin mistakenly thought that his master was in seclusion in the back mountain, but he didn't know that his master had died in the battle in Nanbosu Island until a news came back to the Taoist temple.

Jingwei Temple is a first-class sect in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. Although it is not the top, it is not comparable to other sects.

Zhao Wenmin breathed in slowly. If there were any Qi practitioners in the upper five realms nearby, they would find that Songxue Taoist was refining water at a rapid pace every time he breathed in and out. The condensed strands of water transport will be returned to the river one by one. It seems that the Taoist priest's practice is just the refining process, not the result.

Zhao Wenmin said: "Jingxiao, we Taoist cultivators usually do morning exercises at Mao hour, because at this time Yang Qi is rising, Yin Qi has not moved, food has not been eaten, and Qi and blood have not been disordered. ”

It doesn’t matter whether you can talk about it like a chicken or a duck. There are some truths. Maybe if the elders talk too much, the children will be influenced by them and silently remember them in their hearts, just waiting for one day to enlighten them.

The child was very sleepy and said: "As for homework, I don't know about it? I just recite books in school. If you can't memorize them well, you will be punished by the master. If you become a Taoist priest, you still have homework. "

Zhao Wenmin nodded with a smile and said: "As for homework, it is important to learn your own merits, understand your true nature, and cultivate your own way. It is the gateway for all Taoists to practice seeking truth. But you don’t have to worry, it’s not too late to go up the mountain to practice.”

The child became sleepier after hearing this.

Zhao Wenmin smiled and said: "But it's not my turn to play the game, you are now my junior...brother."

Not telling the truth, in fact, according to the genealogy of seniority , is his junior uncle. The Taoist master of Jingwei Temple was afraid of scaring the children.

Although this child often has sniffles and sniffles, he is actually very smart.

The child wiped his nose with the back of his hand, "What? You are a lot older. You must be at least forty or fifty years old, right? You are my senior brother? Come on, it seems that our sect "There are not many experts."

Zhao Wenmin smiled and said nothing. The monk does not mention his name, and the Tao does not mention his longevity.

The child’s parents got the county government officeWith the secret instruction of the border officer, I didn't tell the child too much about how amazing Jingwei Temple is and what the sect's prefix is.

The child smiled broadly and felt happy about himself, "That's good. The sect is small and there are not many people, so the rules for studying will not be so strict. I can stay in bed in the future."

"Senior brother is right about schoolwork. Don't be in a hurry. You won't be in a hurry when you get to the mountain."

"Senior brother, tell the truth, how much money did you secretly give to my parents? You sold your son and you are still like that. I must be happy, but it made me very sad when I first went out."

The Taoist laughed dumbly, and could only comfort him: "Your parents have given you some money, but not much. Many. The reason why they are happy is that they trust Senior Brother’s sect and will not worry too much about your practice on the mountain.”

The child said, “Senior Brother, our sect, Can I get a wife?"

"Yes."

"Then after I go up the mountain for a few years, I will go down and marry that stupid girl next door. She is very stupid at school. The handwriting is also crooked and always crawls out of the grid, which makes Mr. sigh when he looks at it."

If she doesn't look as good-looking as she did when she was a child, let's talk about it.

The child’s little calculation was crackling.

He cheered up and asked softly: "Why don't you be a senior brother? Why don't you become my master?"

It was still a small calculation, and the guy next to him looked at it. He is a good-tempered person. When he is a senior brother, he doesn't care about things. If he does something wrong in the future, he will be scolded and beaten. He cannot protect himself. But if he becomes his own master, haha. Right, senior brother, I think you are a good person, with a good temper, and a pleasant speech. You are very good. My master, you will be the one from now on. Let’s make an oath to hook up..."

Zhao Wen Min had a headache. The Patriarch was as tricky as ever in selecting his disciples.

In fact, he was able to go to the mountain to practice because the Patriarch helped his direct disciples to pass them on.

A purple-robed old man with a wine flask hanging from his waist suddenly appeared beside him. Zhao Wenmin was about to stand up and beat him, but the old man waved his hands in vain. , is it annoying?

Yu Xuan and the Confucian Temple found an excuse to go out and relax.

This discussion took too long and was really annoying.

Now that I have finally received a new direct descendant, I always come here to take a closer look.

Yu Xuan thought for a while, coughed, and rarely put on a straight face, acting like an old god on the mountain. .

Zhao Wenmin reminded in a low voice: "Your master is here. ”

The child raised his head and saw that old face that was extremely awkward to talk to. How was it any different from the teacher at school who could hit himself with a charcoal pencil with his eyes closed?

The child frowned and wanted to cry. This time he was not acting, but he was really scared. The school was so close to home, so how could he eat enough to run in the mountains? Why don't you run home?Hungry?

Yu Xuan crouched down quickly, glared hard at the boy who couldn't do such a small thing as a junior master, and then comforted the child: "Jing Xiao, I am the master."

The child was stunned, why did he seem to be the old liar who couldn't even afford candied haws?

He hesitated, took out a handful of copper coins, which was almost all his belongings, leaving only the money for buying candied haws, and handed the rest to the senior brother, "That's just a little money, you give it to him, I’m going home. I’ll give you some more money. You wait here for me. I know the way, so there’s no need to give it away...”

I slapped the copper coin on the Taoist priest’s hand, and the child ran away.

The Taoist priest was stunned and looked at the old patriarch carefully.

Yu Xuan smiled and shook his head, indicating that there was no need to stop him and he would just wait here.

The child walked backwards, turned around, walked slowly, looked back several times, and then ran away.

After running far away, the child stopped, gasped, and turned to look at the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The child scratched his head, as if he felt a little sorry, and hesitated to speak. In the end, he was too timid and turned around and ran away.

Two Taoist priests with different generations stood side by side by the water.

Zhao Wenmin asked in a low voice: "Grandmaster, why don't I hide my body and protect my junior uncle to go home?"

Yu Xuan said angrily: "Who is him? Master? Is it your turn? A Taoist must have character and flatter his horse.”

Finally, he had the chance to have a proper Taoist meeting with the Grand Master. Zhao Wenmin stood up and said, “I almost did it!” I have forgotten the teachings of my ancestors. A person's virtue is a talisman, a spirit of courage, and a sincere heart, which is the root of Taoism."

Yu Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "Wen Min, help me accept it this time. Disciple, I need to remember your merits. Go back to your uncle who is in charge of the money at Jingwei to receive the reward. You started with a semi-immortal weapon, but the quality is not high. If the quality is different, it is not good enough. Just tell him this. It's not my intention, he can handle it himself. As for who your uncle should talk to, I'm going to the outer galaxy soon, and I don't care about your chattering."

Zhao Wenmin. Made an inspection.

His view of latitude and longitude is the most shabby among the ancestors' paths when it comes to money and wealth. Therefore, there is a saying that "the most capable of complaining is the poor Jingwei Guan".

According to what the Patriarch means, do you want your uncle to go to Zushan and use his special skills in Jingwei Guan? Then this is acting according to the will of the Patriarch. Uncle Master's voice in the Patriarch Hall will not be lowered.

Yu Xuan asked: "Wenmin, although our world is now at peace and prosperity, are you willing to go down the mountain and travel far away to kill thieves?"

Zhao Wenmin smiled and said: "Master, originally this disciple thought of returning to Jingwei Temple and writing a letter to Zushan. Regardless of whether the other side nodded or not, the disciple would go to the wild world. It would be difficult for Zushan's several masters and uncles to catch me back. As for the position of Jingwei Temple, the disciple has a suitable candidate in mind and will not delay the inheritance.One thing. Since I told my master about this today, I can skip sending letters this time when I return to Jingwei Temple. ”

Yu Xuan nodded, “Blessed and blessed is the Infinite Heavenly Lord.

The old Taoist glanced at Zhao Wenmin, who was standing still, and said: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you go and protect the way for your little uncle? Jingxiao is such a kid, you are a teacher." My nephew, you can rest assured, ah? ! ”

Zhao Wenmin smiled and left.

Yu Xuan looked up at the sky.

Taking off the scarlet gourd from his waist, the old Taoist took a sip Wine.

Forgetting things and me, refining the galaxy, entering the Taoist countryside

Yu Xuan looked away, damn, those old thrones in the wild world like to surround them. Damn, right? Everyone craned their necks and waited. Sooner or later, a star would hit their heads.

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One after another, people began to leave the Confucian Temple, but not this time. They went out to drink to relieve their boredom, but their discussion was over.

Among them was Chao Pu, the national master of the Shaoyuan Dynasty, and his proud student Lin Junbi.

Chao Pu said: " Your Majesty, there is no problem with you taking over as the national advisor. The rest of the problems, big or small, whether open or hidden, must be solved by yourself. ”

In fact, it should have been twenty or thirty years later to pave the way for his disciples. However, time does not wait for us and the delay is inevitable. Not to mention this, Lin Junbi can sharpen more.

I have to admit that he is following the same path traveled by Xiuhu Cui Chan. .

As for the ultimate height, I will do my best to let fate.

Lin Junbi nodded and said: "Try not to disappoint sir. "

Chao Pu reminded: "You can learn more from Chen Pingan, but don't become the second Chen Pingan. In fact, you should learn from him in this regard. "

Lin Junbi knew clearly, "Yes. ”

The Fire Dragon Master walked out of the gate and never left.

Almost everyone passing by would take the initiative to say hello to the old master and say a few polite words.

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When Mrs. Dandan of Lushui Keng, whose name was Qingzhong, walked out with the flower owner of Baihua Blessed Land and saw the back of Master Huolong, she immediately took a long way down the steps.

Mrs. Dandan grabbed the flower hostess's sleeve and came together to see Master Huolong.

The old master had a look of regret on his face and sighed deeply, saying: "I am a poor Taoist. I haven’t visited Lushui Keng yet, and Mrs. Dandan has never been to Paidi Peak as a guest. This is a big regret in my life. ”

Mrs. Dandan understands, it’s better to spend money to eliminate disasters. Apart from the money given to the Confucian Temple, she still has a little private money.

Wei Ying and Song Changjing walked out together .

Yu Guizong and the Dali Song family entered into an alliance.

There are no oaths and no paper contract required.

It was just a verbal agreement between the two of them.

For example, Nian Ganlang of the Great Li Xing Department will send no less than ten first-class Taoist embryos to the Shujianhu Zhenjing Sect every ten years. Once they become earth immortals, they will serve as great disciples. The Lixing Department serves various levels of worship for a period of one year, and undertakes various shady and secret tasks.

The Zhenjing Sect also sent Earth Immortal Sword Cultivators to serve as monks accompanying the army at the Great Li border army. Each person in the army must have at least thirty years of experience, and no Zhenjing Sect Earth Immortal cultivator was allowed to shirk this.

Yasheng stood at the top of the steps outside the gate of the Confucian Temple, looking at the sky somewhere in the distance.

Jing Sheng Xiping stood aside and asked with a smile: "Since you are worried, why don't you let him know?"

Yasheng said: "He is not a child anymore. What are you talking about?"

Xi Ping asked with a smile: "I am very curious, so I have to ask. Isn't Cui Chan scolding anyone on the other side of the city?"

Yasheng? Shaking his head, "No. It's just that if he had been born a hundred or two hundred years earlier, many fewer people would have died in the world. Unfortunately, he was born too late, with only a hundred years of planning, so he had to be in a hurry, and it was inevitable that he would be stretched."

Xi Ping couldn't laugh or cry, Xiuhu, are you still struggling?

Yasheng thought of the last scene on the city wall.

After the two sides sat and talked for a while, Cui Chan raised his palms and put them to his ears, as if he was listening to something.

It seems that when the sky fell before, the wind blew away all the sobs in the world, which were both majestic and wild.

Over at Aotou Mountain, Nan Guangzhao suddenly felt a little upset, so he did a fortune telling for himself.

It is the Confucian philosophy that a gentleman should ask about disasters rather than blessings. As for the rich and the poor, the noble and the lowly, life is destined to last forever, and life is short and long, and life is determined. Nan Guangzhao doesn’t believe this either.

After reading the hexagram, Nan Guangzhao was sweating profusely, at a loss, and his heart strings were tense. He made up his mind to go into retreat, and he must go into retreat. Even if the Confucian Temple asked him to rush to the battlefield, they would still have to find excuses to delay it for a few years.

The flower owner of Baihua Blessed Land returned to the cave, spread colored paper on the desk, picked up the pen but did not know what to write, and his arms were lazily pressed on the arm rest.

She sighed quietly, after all, she could not see the man who had been missing for many years.

Looking down at the arm rest, there were four lines of text engraved in cursive seals.

Ride with mellow amber blue silk stockings and dazzling orbs with red and pink makeup.

On the bridge, the sour wind hits my eyes, and the gourds grow mushrooms.

The last two lines of signature, each with only two words, are the two names he carved, like Taoist lovers on the mountain, leaning against each other.

Back then, she was just an ordinary flower goddess in Baihua Paradise, with a low-ranking rank. Her flower name was "Xiang Xiu" at that time.

The name Xiang Xiu has been abandoned for a few years since he left.

She put down the pen and gently opened the arm rest. There were four small words engraved inside, "Qingshen""Nurture Qi". The writing made dragons and snakes fly away, and the spirit of the words was just like that person.

Even though she knew that there was little chance of meeting him during this Confucian Temple meeting, she still wanted to read it. That’s just in case.

That’s ten thousand in case.

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Confucian Temple Merit Forest

Literary sages

Old scholars

Li Baoping, Chen Pingan, and that one. The head was brought to the world by Liu Shiliu.

There is also Mao Xiaodong.

The old scholar drank very hard, and soon became drunk and murmured. : "Is it true? "

After being drunk, the dream came true, which made the old man a little unbelievable.

The old scholar suddenly slammed the table and said, "If you don't roar when you drink, there will be no taste." Who can say a few words? ”

All eyes, without exception, were thrown at the student, junior brother, and junior uncle Chen Ping’an.

Chen Ping’an had just held his sword across his knees before, sipping a sip. Drinking, thinking of someone.

Looking at the hometown, the world is small, the world is narrow, and the past and the present are short.

A smile touches Qingping, and the three-foot sword in his hand has never been lost.

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