Chapter 881: Practice

Taihui Jianzong, Pianran Peak.

The only cultivator here is Bai Shou.

Because Bai Shou was already a Jindan realm sword cultivator, and Liu Jinglong was the sect leader, he moved to Zushan, so Taihui Sword Sect held a simple peak opening ceremony, and Pianran Peak It became Bai Shou’s place of monasticism.

As long as Bai Shou is willing, he can actually start accepting disciples.

It’s just that Bai Shou has been listless every day recently. Whenever he has time to practice his sword, he just sits on the bamboo chair in a daze.

He actually doesn’t like drinking and is not used to it. So every time I carry a bottle of wine, I can't finish it every time.

Before, I went down the mountain with several sect sword cultivators to practice, and went to Lanfang Country. They had a fight at a border called Tiezhu Pass. A small group of demon monks from the wild world were there. There were crimes committed over there, and there was a siege and killing, because the level of the wild monks was not high, so there was no suspense about the outcome. The monks from several sects, including the Taihui Sword Sect, had almost no damage or injuries.

But there was another unexpected encounter on a narrow road for both the enemy and us. It was a Jindan realm monster monk, and he was also a ghost cultivator who was good at hiding. For some reason, he also failed to escape through the sea. After returning to the wild world, it slipped away to Luzhou, Beiju, where it remained silent for several years. Just to break through and become a Nascent Soul, it actually directly harmed dozens of people from a small martial arts sect. Its methods were vicious and covert, and they were all refined by it. It was made into a walking corpse. If Bai Shou hadn't relied on his keen sense of smell as an assassin to detect any clues, he might have missed this monster.

In a dangerous fight, Bai Shou contributed the most, and it was he who struck the fatal blow, successfully killed the enemy, cut off the head, and smashed the ghost cultivator's golden elixir with his flying sword, but the other sects One of Feng's nephews, a sword cultivator in the Longmen realm, was a generation younger than Baishou, but was actually older than Baishou. However, he was seriously injured in the battle and was struck by a spell from the demon monk. , hit the aperture of the heart, and the sword cultivator who had hoped to become an Earth Immortal completely lost his hope.

After Bai Shou returned to Pianran Peak, he, who was already taciturn, became even more silent.

Even though Liu and the nephew came to the mountain to persuade him, Bai Shou felt uncomfortable, especially when the nephew took the initiative to come to Pianran Peak to find Bai Shou. This uncle was drinking and said it was nothing, so Uncle Bai didn't have to worry about it.

When he said these words, the sword cultivator who had fallen into the realm had sincere eyes and a smile on his face. He finally said, if you really want to feel sorry for yourself, please help me to add up his realm. , in the future, if you, Baishou, don't even reach the Jade Pu realm, it won't make sense. Then he will come to Pianran Peak every day to block the door and curse.

At this moment, Bai Shou is holding the back of his head with both hands and sitting on a small bamboo chair. How can he not be concerned about it? How could it be okay?

The wine doesn’t taste good.

I felt even more uncomfortable.

The open-mindedness of that sword cultivator actually made Bai Shou the most uncomfortable.

I have been fighting on the Great Wall of Sword Qi for many years and have never fallen down. How did I come back?My hometown is such a small place, but it has fallen into decline.

And right under his nose, Bai Shou, the other party is just a beast with a bottleneck in the Golden Core Realm. I am in the same realm as him, and I, Bai Shou, am also a sword cultivator!

On the previous trip down the mountain to kill monsters, on the way to Tiezhuguan, one day the sword was repaired at the dinner table. I heard Bai Shou say that he and Chen Ping'an were brothers, and he didn't believe it, saying that unless Next time Yin Guan is a guest at Pian Ran Feng, I would trust you if you could really help introduce me to him and get him to have a word with the young Yin Guan. At that time, Bai Shou patted his chest and confirmed that it was a trivial matter.

The man surnamed Liu was even more outrageous. The second time he came to Pianran Peak, he scolded himself directly, saying that if you couldn't even understand this point, it meant that you still didn't understand. If you are not a true disciple of the Taihui Sword Sect, you are not considered a swordsman.

The man named Liu left after saying the bastard words.

Baishou didn’t say anything, being reasonable or anything like that, how could he be more convincing than that nerdy master.

Bai Shou rubbed his face vigorously, sighed heavily, stood up from the chair, and started punching randomly.

Suddenly he stood still, put his fingers together and pointed forward, imagining that Heitan was standing not far away, and laughed, "Hey! Heitan, listen up, if you don't comply again, "Hey, I'm about to punch you!"

Bai Shu turned his fingers into palms and shook them from side to side, as if slapping him. "I'll try to reason with you, but you won't listen, right?" Right? Remember it in the future, and be more respectful when you meet your uncle Baishou."

Only a mile away from Pianran Peak, a group of people were hovering in the wind, but someone cast a spell. Blindfold.

The white-haired boy had an expression of admiration on his face and said sincerely: "What a man! I will have to toast this hero a glass of wine later."

The premise is that This guy can still drink.

Liu Jinglong didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn’t remind the disciple.

Pei Qian's face was expressionless and he twitched the corners of his mouth.

Xiaomi Li scratched her face and looked at Pei Qian cautiously. It seemed that she had a chance to save herself.

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "It's really a good boxing technique."

Bai Shou twisted his waist and spun around in the air. He thought he was extremely cool and kicked out. After landing, he patted the ground. Palm, "I won't give it away."

Then a group of people appeared floating on the ground.

Bai Shou closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, closed them again and opened them again. Okay, I can run away.

Without saying anything, with a flick of his finger, the long sword on the wall of the room was unsheathed, the white head stepped on the long sword, and he hurriedly left Pianran Peak with the sword.

Pei Qian glanced at the master.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Let's reminisce about the past."

Pei Qian glanced at Liu Jinglong again, who smiled and said: "Just pay attention to the rules."

Pei Qian took off the bookcase and handed the hiking stick to Xiao Mili. He disappeared in a flash, as fast as thunder, and instantly caught up with Yu Jian's white head.

White headWhile wielding the sword vigorously, the girl next to him remained calm and composed, and Bai Shou could only laugh dryly and said: "What a coincidence. I'm a guest."

Pei Qian just walked side by side with Bai Shou. , didn't say anything, smiled like a golden sign, and glanced sideways.

Baishou, who is not afraid of anything, is most afraid of Pei Qian's expression in his life.

Bai Shou started to break the jar, "I won't fight back."

Pei Qian punched him in the head.

The white head and the sword at his feet fell straight to the ground.

The corner of his mouth twitched, his whole body trembled, and most of his body was in the mud of the mountain. He didn’t faint, but it just hurt. It’s better to take a nap, and then wake up, and the cruel Heitan has left. Pian Ranfeng.

Pei Qian stood aside and asked: "What should I say next? Do you want to ask me to give up three moves?"

Baishou said in a trembling voice: "give up one move. That's enough!"

Pei Qian raised his hand and turned his wrist, pulling the whole person out of the ground and pushing it back two steps.

The white head is swaying, and the eyes are a little dizzy.

Pretend, continue to install.

Pei Qian's previous punch was so skillful that it did not make Bai Shou so drunk.

She lightly stamped her foot, and the long sword jumped out instantly. Pei Qian waved his hand again, and the long sword instantly flew back to the Pianran Peak hut, and returned to the scabbard in an arc.

Bai Shou seemed to have sobered up in an instant, and laughed loudly: "Pei Qian, why did you come to Pianran Peak without saying hello?"

Pei Qian laughed and said: "Afraid of being caught. Fight."

Bai Shou complained: "What are you talking about? We will follow each other for the rest of our lives."

Pei Qian asked: "Let's go back to Yufeng together. ?"

Bai Shou said: "Let me slow down."

I have lost too much face today. If I go back now, I will definitely be laughed at by Brother Chen. It was best to wait until he got back there. Chen Ping'an had already drunk with the man surnamed Liu till the end of the night.

The two of them walked towards Pianran Peak.

Pei Qian was silent for a moment and said, "I have heard about the affairs of Tiezhuguan and Lanfangguo."

Bai Shou just hummed, and then remained silent. Silent.

Pei Qian continued: "Some things cannot be remedied. In fact, all you can do in the future is to practice your sword well and try not to make the same mistake. If you want to feel guilty, continue to feel guilty. It’s not a bad thing, it’s better than being careless and not taking it seriously, but don’t delay practicing swordsmanship or practicing swordsmanship, as long as you lose your temper, everything will stop.”

Bai Shou still hummed, but the eyes of the young swordsman regained some of their former look.

Pei Qian said: "You are just a golden elixir. How dare you be Mr. Liu's disciple for the rest of your life? Who will follow you for the rest of your life?"

In fact, Bai Shou Being able to become a golden elixir sword cultivator at this age is considered a well-deserved genius even in Luzhou, Beiju, where sword cultivators are the most common..

Baishou walked sideways and said with a playful smile: "Hey, Grandmaster Pei's tone is not small."

Pei Qian just looked ahead and said softly: "How many kilograms do I weigh?" If you don’t want to hear it, don’t listen to it.” Mr. Liu is one of Master’s best friends, and Bai Shou is Mr. Liu’s first disciple. Pei Qian hopes that Bai Shou can climb high in the kendo, the higher the better, and one day he can stand beside his master and Mr. Liu.

Otherwise, if he were an outsider, Pei Qian would never say more.

Bai Shou stared blankly at the unfamiliar Pei Qian in front of him. He turned around and nodded, "That's right."

Pei Qian suddenly said: "You fell before If you slap me eight times, you still owe me seven punches."

Bai Shou wailed, "Pei Qian! When will you change your bad habit of keeping accounts?"

Pei Qian sneered: "Okay. Eight punches."

Bai Shou was desperate.

Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, then said: "Bai Shou, you can't let Mr. Liu down, because not everyone can be like you and me, who can be so lucky and meet such a good master. "

Bai Shou smiled and said: "I understand, I understand, okay, I have one more person who likes to be reasonable."

Pei Qian nodded. "Nine punches."

Baishou planned to return to Pianran Peak, so he carved an eight-character motto on the table: "Misfortunes come from your mouth, be careful in your words and deeds."

When we arrived at the hut at Pianran Peak, Bai Shou couldn't stand it any longer. Brothers surnamed Liu and Chen, what's going on, they were drinking very shyly.

Chen Ping'an, can you do it? In the past, when Xu Xingjiu and Liu Zhiqing came here as guests, people named Liu would never drink like this.

Baishou said sadly: "Master, after all, you are the previous master of Pianran Peak. You have not treated guests well. Please accompany Chen... Master of the mountain, drink more. I have enough wine here. Bai Blind He has such a good drinking capacity."

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "Don't drink too much, we will go to your ancestral hall to offer incense later."

Taihui Sword Sect, took office. The leader of the clan, Han Huaizi, was appointed as the governor Huang Tong.

There are also all the sect sword cultivators in history who traveled far away with swords and never returned home.

Thirty-six of them had previously died in two foreign battlefields, the Sword Qi Great Wall and Aquarius Continent.

There are many more sword cultivators. Even if they return to the sect alive, they will no longer be able to become Qi practitioners, let alone sword cultivators.

Moreover, the Taihui Sword Sect’s sword cultivators are never vague about traveling far and wide with their swords. They are all the ones with the highest level and the most lethality within the sect!

So the Taihui Sword Sect’s vitality was severely damaged.

The number one sword sect in Luzhou, Beiju, now only has one Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator.

Liu Jinglong has a white head.

Chen Pingan, Ning Yao.

Today, only four sword cultivators entered the ancestral hall of the Taihui Sword Sect.

Different fromIn other sects and on the top of the Immortal Family Mountain, in this lobby, not only the portraits of the ancestors of the past dynasties are hung, but also all the sword cultivators who died on the battlefield. < /p>

One of the last hidden officials of the Great Sword Qi Wall, and an Ascension Realm sword cultivator of the Great Sword Qi Wall.

Chen Pingan held the incense in both hands and said in a deep voice: "Luolu Mountain, Chen Pingan. I would like to pay tribute to all the sages."

Ning Yao stood aside and said solemnly: " Sword Qi Great Wall, Ning Yao. Respect you all."

There is no complicated etiquette. When two foreigners entered this ancestor hall, they just offered three sticks of incense and a few words.

Chen Ping'an walked towards the gate of the Patriarch's Hall, crossed the threshold, looked back, and after retracting his gaze, he walked to the railing of the square outside, put his hands in his sleeves and leaned against the railing, "Why didn't you attend the meeting at the Confucian Temple?"

Liu Jinglong shook his head and said calmly: "I can't kill anymore people. It's not that I don't dare, but I really can't. I'm afraid that if I go to the Confucian Temple, I won't be able to hold it back."

Chen Ping An was silent for a moment, then asked: "I heard that some people have the courage to talk nonsense, do you think Taihui Sword Sect is empty-handed?"

Liu Jinglong smiled bitterly: "It's human nature."

Chen Pingan said: "You can bear it, but I can't."

Liu Jinglong raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and said softly: "Only the contemporary master of the Taihui Sword Sect can bear it, but in fact swordsman Liu Jinglong can't either. "Forbearance."

Chen Pingan turned to Ning Yao.

Ning Yao nodded and said: "We are waiting here."

Between Chen Pingan and Ning Yao, it was often like this at critical moments, and there was never a spare word.

Chen Pingan reached out his sleeve and grabbed Liu Jinglong, "Let's go! Ask for the sword!"

I slapped my face with shame, who the hell knows who? So what if you know it, just don't admit it.

The atmosphere in Luzhou, Beiju, is so good. If you don’t have this awareness, you will still be wandering around in the world or walking down the mountain.

Anyway, Chen Ping'an has a lot of front leathers, which are a must-have for traveling around the world. They have them for young, middle-aged and old people, and even for women, and there are more than one.

I heard that the sect with few sword cultivators once visited the Sword Qi Great Wall once in history, but never went there again for hundreds of years, because an ancestor in the sect passed down the line The sword cultivator had a quarrel with the local sword cultivator just after they passed the Daoxuan Mountain, and they broke up unhappy. Since they didn't go to the city, there was no talk of killing monsters.

Especially in the past hundred years, all the traveling sword cultivators and Qi practitioners in Beiju Luzhou have died. This sect seems to have a higher status in the mountains of its hometown.

There is an old master of the Immortal Realm who has been in seclusion, a contemporary sect leader of the Jade Pu Realm, and some kind of guest minister who is a martial artist in the Ninth Realm.

But compared to Zhengyang Mountain where the leaders and sword cultivators of a continent gather, it seems thatIt needs to be a bit hot.

Just use it to practice your hands first.

Liu Jinglong began to discuss the details with Chen Pingan.

In the end, the two of them traveled far away with their swords turning into rainbows.

Bai Shou’s eyes were opened today. Was Liu really abducted by Chen Ping’an and join forces to fight for swordsmanship?

He had no reason to think of the sword sacrifice between Master and Chen Ping'an on the top of the mountain of Fufou Kingdom.

It seems that if you meet some people, you will become friends by nature?

Bai Shou suddenly glanced at Pei Qian not far away, why is your surname Liu like this, but my uncle Bai is like this? !

The white-haired boy clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "The friends of Ancestor Yin Guan are not simple."

Liu Zhiqing from the Golden Crow Palace has reached the Jade Pure Realm, and there is not much suspense. As for whether he will become an immortal in the future, it depends on fate, but there is some hope.

And this young master of the Taihui Sword Sect seems to be only a hundred years old, right? It is already an extremely stable bottleneck in the Jade Pu Realm.

Within a hundred years, immortals will start, and within a thousand years, there is hope for ascension.

Very slow? That was a sword cultivator from the Immortal Realm and the Ascension Realm.

As for the young Taoist priest lying on the ground peak, the white-haired boy didn't even bother to say anything. What Zhang Shanfeng lacks now is a tough enough body, a territory that can carry the Taoist fist spirit.

Ning Yao added: "There are many friends who are not simple. In fact, Chen Ping'an has more simple friends."

The white-haired boy has no objection to this.

Ning Yao looked at the place where the green shirt disappeared in the distance and said: "If Sect Leader Liu can reach the Ascension Realm, he will be very capable of both offense and defense."

Be both offensive and defensive. Especially the word "very".

This sentence was said by Ning Yao, a sword cultivator who had already ascended to the realm.

In her opinion, Liu Jinglong’s current Jade Purity Realm is not inferior to the strongest Jade Purity Realm sword cultivators in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

In Ascension City today, some people have begun to check the old almanac. One of the things is about the selection of the "Top Ten Sword Immortals in the Yupu Realm".

For example, Wu Chengpei was among them. However, the selection of this swordsman was not due to his ability to catch and kill opponents. It was mainly due to Wu Chengpei's first-class flying sword that was most suitable for war, so he was ranked extremely low.

In addition, the hidden official Chen Pingan was naturally selected without any suspense. There was a lot of noise at the Feisheng City wine table over this, not because they were arguing about whether Chen Ping'an could be included in the list, but because of the ranking. Yin Guan, Xing Guan, and Quanfu sword cultivators all had their own opinions.

The white-haired boy asked curiously: "Why did the ancestor Yin Guan have to take Liu Jinglong to travel through China?"

Ning Yao really hadn't thought about this problem before, but now She thought for a while and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because being with Sect Master Liu makes him less lazy to think about things?"

Chen Ping'an's travels were not easy.

Either he is worried about the impermanence of the world, or he needs to be careful to protect others.

But if there is Liu Jinglong by his side, Chen Pingan will feel at ease and can just use his sword and punch?

Ning Yao planned to wait for Chen Pingan to come back and discuss something with him to see if it was feasible.

She wanted to take the initiative to serve as a registered guest of the Taihui Sword Sect, but this involved the rules and taboos on the mountain in the world. Leave the problem to him and he will decide.

Hehe, someone claims to be the head of the family.

Ning Yao remembered something, turned to Pei Qian and smiled: "Although Guo Zhujiu didn't say anything, it can be seen that she misses you as the senior sister very much. You lent her the She often wipes that small bamboo box."

Over Pei Qian, she spread her arms like her master, hanging a little girl in black on one side and a white-haired boy on the other. Two short winter melons were competing. Paddling, legs dangling in the air and kicking wildly.

When Pei Qian heard the name Guo Zhujiu, he looked a little strange and didn't know what to say for a while.

When Pei Qian grew up, he would often think of Guo Zhujiu, his nominal junior sister, during his travels. However, every time he thought of her, in addition to feeling distressed, he would also get a headache.

When Pei Qian was a child, he followed the big white goose to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to find his master. As a result, a girl who called herself junior sister fell from the sky. She would beat gongs and drums on the wall when his master was asking people about boxing. , when talking to herself, she would often deliberately bend her knees and legs to be level with Pei Qian's head, otherwise she would just be considerate and say, "Sister, why don't we go to the steps to talk, I always talk to you with my butt raised like this, It's like squatting in a latrine, so unladylike...

Pei Qian couldn't quarrel with Guo Zhujiu at that time, and he couldn't keep up with Guo Zhujiu's wild ideas and principles.

With the exception of her master, Pei Qian has never been a willing or willing boss since she was a child, until she met Guo Zhujiu.

Even now, Pei Qian still feels that he is really helpless.

But Pei Qian was very happy. During that war, Guo Zhujiu never left without returning.

When Bai Shou noticed something strange about Pei Qian, he was curious about who Guo Zhujiu was.

The white-haired boy let go of his hand, stood still on the ground, looked at Bai Shou, put his hands behind his back, walked slowly, and said with a smile: "Your name is Bai Shou?"

Bai Shou touched his head and nodded with a smile, as if to say, little girl, your name is Bai Shou.

The white-haired boy had an old-fashioned look on his face, and nodded: "What a good name, it has a good meaning. When Baishou comes back, he will plant thousands of pine trees, and the light rain will fall like a crisp."

Baishou was surprised< /p>

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He said: "Little girls, they are not young enough to be educated."

The white-haired boy said Cursing his lips, he turned around and borrowed a blank account book from Xiao Mili.

Pei Qian was carrying a bamboo box on his back and a hiking stick in his arms. He stood on the railing and looked up into the distance, looking at the blue sky and the white clouds in the distance.

I remember Grandpa Cui once said when he was teaching boxing in Zhulou for the last time, your bullshit master has no talent in martial arts.He is of poor quality, dares to slack off in boxing, and is too distracted to practice Shi Laozi's swordsmanship. I only rely on Chen Ping'an to carry forward this martial arts. I am probably incapable of doing anything, and it is very suspended. Therefore, you, who is his apprentice, can't do it. Don't be idle, don't be lazy. Martial arts training is similar to studying. It's very simple. But let's talk about "diligence for three days", yesterday, today and tomorrow! So after you, Pei Qian, leave Zhulou, you have to save a little bit of energy. From now on, you have to teach Haoran a martial artist what it means... to punch out from the Luopo Mountain in the world!

When she met Master, her life was like a freezing winter, when someone brought spring from the sky.

Ning Yao walked to Pei Qian, used his sword energy to isolate a small world, and asked softly: "Since you have become a sword cultivator, this is a good thing, why don't you tell your master?"

Pei Qian looked embarrassed and said with a guilty conscience: "Master always says you can't bite off more than you can chew, and I don't think I have any talent for practicing swordsmanship."

So these years, Pei Qian has never gone there. When practicing swordsmanship, he always abides by the agreement he made with Grandpa Cui. He must be diligent for three days and cannot be distracted while practicing boxing. After all, that set of crazy swordsmanship was just a joke when I was a child and should not be taken seriously.

Ning Yao smiled and said: "Then I won't tell your master about this yet."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously.

Ning Yao asked: "Have you chosen a name for your natal flying sword?"

Pei Qian blushed and shook his head, just with a thought in his mind, he sacrificed. A flying sword appeared, hovering between her and Ning Yao. It was about three inches long and sharp.

Actually, there is a name, but Pei Qian was too embarrassed to tell his wife.

Under the guidance of Pei Qian's mind, the previous natal flying sword was instantly divided into seven swords, but they were more slender and of different colors.

Ning Yao looked at it intently, nodded in approval and said: "You can definitely rank first in the summer palace."

Ning Yao reminded: "In the future, if you are against others, Don't sacrifice this flying sword easily."

Pei Qian nodded and agreed.

Then Pei Qian hesitated.

Ning Yao said doubtfully: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Pei Qian mustered up the courage to ask: "Master's wife, when will the banquet be held?"

Ning Yao blinked, "You said Liu Xianyang and Yu Qianyue, we don't know the specific time yet, you ask your master."

Pei Qian smiled and said: "Okay, I'll ask master Go!”

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A meeting at the Confucian Temple ended and the monks dispersed.

There was an outsider on the cross-continental ferry of the Liu family in Aaizhou. The old man Wang Fong of Luzhou in the north had a fight with Wu Shu, the martial saint of Tongyezhou, and it was a draw. .

Wang Fusu felt shameless to go back to Beiju Luzhou, so Wang Fusu went to Aaiaizhou with the pair of masters and apprentices from Lei Gong Temple. Anyway, Liu Caishen's cross-continental ferry provided no worries about food and drink. Spend money.

Damn it, we people from Luzhou, Beiju, rely on money when we go out? Just rely on friends!

Besides, I am so weak nowOn the side of Feng's Axiang girl, Wang Fusu is sure to win.

Let alone anything else, Liu Suiyu’s face and figure are both pleasing to the eye.

If I were hundreds of years younger, my appearance would not be worse than that of Pei Axiang, but would be better and more masculine. I guess that little girl Liu Suiyu would not be able to take her eyes away.

After Wang Fusu boarded the ship, he didn't look good. He was really aggrieved. When he had a boxing match with Wu Shun, there were only a few important spectators.

Compared with the "Battle between Qingbai" and "Battle between Cao and Chen" that started from Gongde Forest to the Confucian Temple Square and then to the sky.

No comparison.

As soon as the discussion at the Confucian Temple was over, most of the monks left one after another. The two sides started fighting late, and the location was not chosen as frantically as the two young men.

Furthermore, Wang Fusu and Wu Shu, the two Zijing warriors, are a bit older than Cao Ci and Chen Pingan, who are only in their early forties.

The three people in the room were all pure warriors. Wang Fusu was very angry, "Even if I beat Wu Shu to death, Chen Ping'an would only beat Cao Ci to a swollen face, which would make him more famous and angry." Damn me! I should have known that I would have had a fist fight with that kid in Gongde Forest.”

While drinking, Liu Suiyu crossed his legs and tiptoed his half-taken-off embroidered shoes. He smiled and said: "Is this junior blind, or is my senior confused? Didn't Wu Shu almost beat you to death?"

Wang Fusu slapped the handle of the chair, blew his beard and glared, "Really You have to fight hard, and both of you will die."

The old man was not bragging.

Pei Axiang poured herself a bowl of wine before, but did not drink. She just wiped the green bamboo flute with a piece of snow-white satin.

The bamboo flute is made of green bamboo from Qingshen Mountain. In his early years, he was still a martial artist in the Nine Realms. He was lucky enough to attend the Qingshen Mountain banquet with his friends. As a result, the whole group was tricked by Aliang. After a misunderstanding, the old woman from the Zhuhai Cave Sky Temple gave a precious piece of thin bamboo as a gift. Later, A Liang was heartbroken and said, "Axiang, you are so miserable. You have been seen through without telling the truth, and you are even more insulted. I can't bear it."

Pei Axiang failed to understand the deeper meaning and just thought it was A Liang who was pouring ** soup again and didn't care.

It was only when I returned to Leigong Temple in Mahu Prefecture that I figured out the meaning. I couldn’t laugh or cry.

There is a yellowing bead hanging from the tassel of the bamboo flute. It is just an ordinary pearl. It will turn yellow over time and become worthless at all.

How could a handsome Zijing martial artist, who has been able to dominate a continent's martial arts for many years, not tell his own story?

Wearing a white robe and a jade belt with a green flute, and fragrant fragrance from Lei Gong Temple, if you are willing to go out and travel around the world, you will be easily recognized by the monks on the mountain at a glance.

Pei Axiang glanced at the handle of Wang Fusu's chair. It was cracked like a net, "The ferry belongs to the Liu family. Remember to pay for it."

Wang Fusu said: "It's okay to lose money. You can lend me some money first."

Looking at the old man's attitude, it seems that he is lending money to others to give him face.

Wang Fusu complained: "It's not easy to do things over there in the Confucian Temple. The two juniors asked us about boxing and didn't say hello to us. After all, we are famous martial arts masters, otherwise I can do it for you." The two juniors pointed out a few flaws in the boxing technique."

Liu Suiyu suddenly stood up, cupped his fists and said, "Master, I won't go back to Ai Aizhou."

Pei Axiang nodded and smiled: "Actually, I have been waiting for your words. Go ahead and try to leave early and come back early to build a good foundation. If there is a chance, we will meet on the battlefield over there. "

Including Wang Fusu, Pei Axiang, and Wu Shu, their group of martial arts masters are far inferior to those of Pei Bei and Zhang Tiaoxia, so To rush to the wilderness, you need to cooperate with the arrangements of the dynasties in each continent.

Liu Suiyu stood up and left, jumped off the ferry, and rode the wind southward as fast as thunder.

Just now, Wang Fusu glanced at the woman's back from the corner of his eye. When he was sure that Liu Suiyu had left the ferry, Wang Fusu drank up a bowl of wine, quenched his thirst with the wine, and changed his sitting position. Touching his crotch, "These buttocks are shaking so much that I feel panicked."

Pei Axiang said helplessly: "You are a senior after all, don't be so old and immoral."

Wang Fusu sneered: "I just looked, did you touch it?"

Pei Axiang was too lazy to dwell on this issue, and asked seriously: "Why did you become obsessed back then? "

Wang Fusu looked calm, "Why? Of course he couldn't throw any punches, so he had to drive himself crazy."

Pei Axiang sighed.

Wang Fusu lowered his voice and asked: "Axiang, do you think Liu Suiyu and I are not a good match? Is there any drama? You must seize the opportunity and you can be a generation above me for nothing. Good thing."

Pei Axiang waved her hands, "I advise you not to think about it."

Wang Fusu rubbed his chin, "Really?"

Pei Axiang looked strange and said helplessly: "My disciple only likes women."

Wang Fusu still didn't give up, "Only?"

Pei Axiang nodded.

Wang Fusu still refused to give up and asked tentatively: "Can't she just think of me as a girl?"

Pei Axiang endured this old man for a long time. Unable to bear it any longer, she cursed angrily: "You shameless old man, is it disgusting? Why don't you look yourself in the mirror?"

Miss Axiang is so unmanly even when she scolds others.

Wang Fusu laughed loudly, "I'm teasing you, I'll make you anxious."

Wang Fusu suddenly stopped smiling and raised his eyebrows at Pei Axiang , "What a coincidence, she likes women. I..."

Pei Axiang got goosebumps all over her body,

Wang Fusu rolled his eyes and shook his head, This thin-skinned and tender girl Axiang really didn’t take any teasing. She leaned back on the chair, took a big gulp of wine, and sighed: “I saw it.Young men like Cao Ci and Chen Pingan are so damn unreasonable. They are even younger than Li Er and Song Changjing. If you think about the past few hundred years, Except for those years in prison, I never slacked off in my boxing skills. I really felt that practicing boxing was meaningless. "

Pei Axiang was still angry and heard something that didn't suit her ears, "Then don't practice.

Wang Fusu threw the wine bottle out of the ferry and said with a smile: "When you are young, you practice boxing in order to become an invincible opponent. When you are old and practice martial arts, you no longer have the spirit, just because you don't know how to practice." die. But now we can only wait for death, which is very unpleasant! "

The room was silent, and after that there was only the sound of drinking.

Wang Fu suddenly asked: "You really can't touch it?" Liu Suiyu is your disciple, not your wife, so why should you stop her from consensual matters. "

Pei Axiang slapped the handle of the chair and said, "Get the hell out of here!" "

Wang Fusu said aggrievedly: "Am I really leaving?

"You don't want to stay? Then I really won't leave."

"I have to change places to drink."

Wang Fusu just stood up .

Pei Axiang had already smashed the chair Liu Suiyu sat on with one palm.

Wang Fusu sat back down and shook the wine bottle, "One more regret in life."

Pei Axiang suddenly turned his head and looked at this grumpy man with a serious expression. Still a disrespectful old man.

Wang Fusu nodded, crossed his arms across his chest, turned to look at the sea of ​​clouds outside the house, "I will deliver the last punch in my life in the wilderness."

Bei Ju Luzhou shouldn't be the only place where swordsmen hand out swords.

At least I, the king, must have his fist fall in the mountains and rivers over there, and be with Han Huaizi and other swordsmen of the past, as companions, so that I won’t feel lonely.

Outside the ferry house, white clouds passed by.

In Baiyun’s life, the past is the past.

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On the same ferry, perhaps the richest family in the world, was settling an account.

Because Chen Pingan took the initiative to serve as the anonymous guest of the Liu family in Aaizhou.

The Liu family pays the salary and stipend to the guests once every ten years as a rule. Because of the different ranks, the immortal money varies greatly.

Jade Pu realm sword cultivator. The end of martial arts. Hidden official. One of the ten young people in the world.

A closed disciple of Wen Sheng's lineage, the junior fellow apprentice to the left and right, Liu Shiliu's junior fellow apprentice, and Pei Qian's master.

The Sect Master of Luolu Mountain defeated Yun Qi, Jiang Longxiang, and Ma Guoxian three times in a row, and beat Cao Ci until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen...

This is Liu Youzhou's settlement.

The woman was very pleased that her son's calculations were very shrewd.

Since both his wife and son thought this should be done, Liu Jubao had no objection. The God of Wealth had a soft voice and asked with a smile: "How much did you spend on Baofengzhai in Yiaozhou Island this time?"

The woman looked confused, "Huh?"

Why did she remember this? Doesn't it embarrass you?

Liu Jubao raised his thumb and put it against his forehead, "It doesn't matter how much you spend, but you still need to do rough accounting."

In an instant, the woman's eyes were slim and moist. Immediately there was resentment in his eyes, sorry, grievance, complaint, sadness, regret, you were wrong...

Like that landscape painting, the layers of colors, added together in the end, seemed to It's a silent word: I shouldn't marry you, please say a few nice words and listen.

Liu Jubao couldn’t stand this kind of scenery the most in his life.

After watching for a while, Liu Jubao smiled and said, "Okay, let's talk about it next time."

The woman nodded, turned her head, and started chatting with her son. It looks a little bit like before.

Liu Jubao didn’t care.

It is like a colorful cloud gathering in the eyes.

This is not a beautiful scenery, what is?

The reason why he asked this question was because he wanted to see this scene.

Liu Youzhou has long been accustomed to this. His parents are always like this, and he is very disgusted with it.

Even in the mountains, Liu Youzhou’s appearance was a typical late arrival. So I am really loved by all.

When Liu Youzhou was a boy, he had a frank conversation with his father.

In fact, there are too many things that are happening in the family. Every family has embarrassment about not having money, and there is noisy about having money.

So in the Liu Ancestral Hall, there are often crying women looking for life and death, and next to them there will be a man kneeling there without saying a word or not caring at all.

"Dad, are you outside?"

"Huh?"

"Is there a beauty hidden in a golden house?"

" It doesn’t happen.”

“It happened before, but it doesn’t happen anymore, and there’s no guarantee that it won’t happen in the future?”

“It won’t happen in the future. Can you tell me accurately now?"

"Of course. When your mother first married me, I told her, don't worry about making money, we will be very happy. Rich. Your mother just smiled at that time, maybe she didn't take it too seriously." "When my mother married you, our old Liu family was already rich, right? "

"My family is rich, but I am not. I am a concubine, have you forgotten?"

The woman stood up and left, leaving the father and son to continue chatting. She On her ferry, there were several friends from the mountains who couldn't even afford a cross-continental ferry. They went to chat with them. As for some words, did she really not know the hypocrisy hidden in them? Of course I know, she just likes to hear it. Moreover, she especially likes two of the naughty bitches. She hides and flirts with her man and teases her in various ways. Are they not just a bunch of vulgar fans? You can see it, but you can’t eat it, are you angry? She still has some confidence in her man.

Not long after the woman left.

One line soaredThe cross-continental ferry, which even a Jingjing sword cultivator might not be able to cut open with a single sword, shattered into pieces, so that no one except Liu Jubao survived. Even the two warriors, Wang Fusu and Pei Axiang, died on the spot.

Just like a great monk in the Ascension Realm, he first took advantage of the right time, place, people and people, and then chose to die together with Liu Jubao in a very close place.

Unfortunately, Liu Jubao, who was wearing a spotless robe, was still sitting on the chair unharmed, with a calm expression. He just took out a golden lotus flower from his sleeve and picked off one of the petals.

After a while, the ferry returned to its original state. It's not just as simple as turning back the clock.

After several times, the ferry exploded again and again, and Liu Jubao picked off the lotus flowers again and again. The last time, the woman stood up again. Liu Jubao's eyes were gentle, and he helped her straighten her temples and hair, and said: Go ahead.

This time when he went out, Liu Jubao dealt with the Immortal Realm monk who was worshiped by his family and the man's hands and feet on the ferry. This man had been in charge of this cross-continent ferry for many years and was still a famous figure. Array Master, as for why he acted like this, even risking his life, Liu Jubao just couldn't figure it out.

After Liu Jubao returned to the house, Liu Youzhou remained completely unaware.

Liu Jubao had no intention of mentioning this matter to Liu Youzhou. It was natural for a man to protect his wife and children, and it was not worth saying anything.

After Liu Jubao sat down again, he just drank quietly and planned to talk to his son, Liu Youzhou, about what was on his mind.

After drinking to moisten his throat, Liu Jubao was about to speak when Liu Youzhou immediately said: "Dad, please stop giving money to magic weapons. It's actually quite silly for a person to carry so many close objects. "

Liu Jubao said helplessly: "Dad is just telling you some truth."

Liu Youzhou said with a smile: "That's okay."

" Youzhou, you can be generous in dealing with people and making friends, because you are Liu Jubao's son, and you are destined to have no shortage of money in your life. But remember one thing, you can't spend money and make people look like a fool."

“Being convenient to others when you go out is to be convenient to yourself. When encountering emergencies, you can’t be stingy.”

“But at home, you must have rules. We have to talk about closeness. The bigger a family is, the more stable the rules are. Of course, strictness does not mean strictness, so in our Liu family, the one who can beat people the most is not my father. The head of the family is not the old men sitting in the front two rows of the ancestral hall, but the masters and gentlemen who were invited to the family school by their father with a lot of money. When they were young, when they set the rules and memorized them, they didn't even eat or beat them when they got older. , you have to endure hardship, the key is to feel that you are right after suffering."

"So even if sometimes the gentlemen's beating is unreasonable, or the beating is too severe, dad still doesn't care. . Whoever dares to persuade or stop, if any woman is distressed and keeps complaining, my father will ask their men to leave their wife and children alone, and then fight hard with that woman in front of me.Give him a hard slap on the face, and then hit him again if the slap is too light. Mr. Teacher, no matter how hard you strike, if you slap him down, how many days will the child be in pain? In exchange for the truth that "the children of the Liu family will also be beaten, and they will be beaten at home", there is actually a greater truth, which means that I made the first money for the children of the Liu family early. ”

“And this invisible money will be one of the foundations of all Liu’s children in the future. How many parents don’t feel sorry for their children? But the world outside the door didn't bother him at all. "

Liu Youzhou listened carefully, but he was inevitably confused. After enduring it for a long time, he couldn't help but said: "I have already understood these principles, not to mention you know that I know them. ”

Liu Jubao was a little aggrieved. Apart from money, his father was not a very reasonable person. He drafted these words for a long time before he could say them out. At least he was trying to support them and pretended not to be unreasonable. You know.

Liu Jubao had no choice but to use his trump card and asked with a smile: "Father, I want to ask you, why do we, the Liu family, secretly spend so much money to open schools for the major dynasties in the mountains?" School, so that all the teachers in Aai Aizhou are not short of money and live in embarrassment? ”

Countries under the Aaizhou Mountains have been very careful in setting up private schools in the past hundred years or so. However, they are hidden in many similar measures to establish yizhuangs in various places, so they are not conspicuous.

Because before the embroidered tiger became the Grand Master of Great Li, he once approached Liu Jubao and said that if most of the teachers in a country are poor and arrogant, or one is smarter than the other, then this There is no hope for the country. The strong will become weak, and the weak will always be weak.

Is it difficult for you to take back the word "North" from Juluzhou? Another thousand years in this continent will not be as good as that place where sword masters are like clouds.

Is it really that difficult? Can win it back.

If there is a day when all the scholars in the mountains are full of character and high-spirited, then the mountains and mountains of Aaizhou will be full of hope.

Liu Jubao. You are rich, so why not do it?

Xiuhu Cui Chen's words are like teaching Liu's God of Wealth how to make money by spending money. After hearing his father's question, Liu Youzhou said: "Isn't it just for the sake of

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By changing customs bit by bit, he helped Ai Aizhou snatched the word "北" from Ju Luzhou? "

Liu Jubao was speechless for a long time, so he had no choice but to nod his head and pretend to be profound: "Yes, you are right, but I still think too little. I need to think more about this matter in the future. "

Liu Youzhou said casually: "It's necessary. I don't need to practice or think about how to make money. I just wonder about it every day. ”

Liu Jubao is very pleased, he is a good son with lofty ambitions.

As for the Aaizhou God of Wealth who rarely fights with others, he will be the one in the next fourteen realms.The opportunity for harmony lies in things.

It was snowing that day to spend money.

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A floating cloud boat, using the clouds everywhere as a ferry, suddenly appears in the clouds again and again, as if the immortal has used the magical power of Shuchi mountains and rivers again and again, and it never stops. Spend a little bit of spiritual energy.

So even though the construction cost of Liuxia Boat was extremely high, the Confucian Temple still included this kind of ferry on the list, and during the discussion, the monks had no objections to this.

The owner of the ferry is a Sandan man from the mountain who did not participate in the meeting. He is one of the founders of the top sect in Middle-earth and was relegated to Immortal Mountain, Great Sword Immortal Liuzhou.

There are no tables, chairs or beds in the house. There is an embroidered tiger calligraphy hanging on the wall. It is not a copy, but Cui Chan's original handwriting.

On the flower table in the corner, there is a fairy bonsai placed, containing a miniature mountain and river, a white cloud hanging in the sky, lightning and thunder, golden light flashing, rumbling sound, and several golden and white stripes are vaguely visible Thin threads were scurrying in the clouds, and soon a heavy rain began, a veritable dragon spreading rain.

Monk Liu Zhou, with a black jade hairpin on his head and a purple robe, sat on a green futon.

This great swordsman, who is known to have an eccentric temperament, has a face as beautiful as a crown jewel. More than a hundred years ago, this swordsman genius who was expected to ascend to the Ascension Realm did not practice swordsmanship well, but Liuzhou turned to the next level. It was a very sensational thing in the world at that time. In those years, there was a lot of discussion in the Shanshui Di newspaper of Zhongtu Shenzhou. If it were not for the reputation of Banxian Mountain and Liu Jianxian, they would probably all talk about Liuzhou directly. Have you lost your mind and gone crazy?

Sitting opposite him at this moment was a young female swordsman, with an inkstone hanging from her waist, which was a gift from Liuzhou in his early years. The swordsman also personally carved a poem about swordsmanship. , which can be regarded as an expectation for the anonymous disciples.

The woman is Xu Xin Yuan of the Meishan Sword Sect, and she is also an unnamed disciple of Liu Zhou. Every ten years, Xu Xin Yuan is eligible to go to Exile Fairy Mountain to ask Liu Zhou for advice on swordsmanship.

The Jindan sword cultivator who is less than a hundred years old actually has very good swordsmanship qualifications, and she also owns three extremely rare flying swords. The time required to refine the sword is much longer than that of ordinary sword cultivators, which delays the advancement of the realm. rising.

Xu Xinyuan told Liu Zhou one by one about her experiences during this trip.

Liu Zhou occasionally asked a few questions, but they were just a few wishes. At that time, he did not care about serious personnel matters.

For some reason, Liu Zhou didn't seem to be very interested in the young hermit official who came out of nowhere. He was more interested in asking her about the little white emperor Fu Qi. < /p>

Even if Cui Chan is dead, when Xu Xinyuan mentions this person now, he is still willing to call him Xiuhu, but he neither dares nor wants to call him by his first name.

Liu Zhou smiled and nodded, "I just lost to Cui Han in chess, and I didn't compete with him in swordsmanship. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

The reason why he was so angry with Fu Xi I am so caring because there once was a man in LiuzhouA close friend of his sect, he can be said to be both a teacher and a friend. Along the way, he taught Liuzhou a lot about his swordsmanship.

In his previous life, this man and Gu Qingsong were known as the two most powerful people. He was once a mountaintop monk who he liked very much and was very good at quarreling. He was even more courageous, even against Zheng Juzhong from Baidi City. He was equally outspoken, and even publicly declared that any Shanshui Di newspaper in China could talk about this matter casually, and he was criticizing Zheng Juzhong.

A man in the demonic path actually has that face, his name is Juzhong and his courtesy name is Huaixian?

From his perspective, it would be enough for Zheng Juzhong to leave only his last name.

The people in Baidi City ignored this. In the end, he made a special trip to the Dragon Gate of the Yellow River Cave. Because the city among the colorful clouds was not accessible, he went to the Yellow River Cave. At the top of the waterfall, he was facing off from Baidi City, saying that he wanted to have a question with Zheng Juzhong. Of course, Zheng Juzhong did not show up, so he just talked to himself, saying one thing to death and only one truth. You, Zheng Juzhong, are a member of the devil's path.

Ascension realm? You are the devil. Founded Baidi City, a demonic sect, can it stand firm in the Middle-earth Divine Continent? Not a demon yet?

As for the way of chess, is it the best in the world to be spared? Many times for Shan Ze Ye Xiu, fighting with mountain monks? Aren’t you, Zheng Juzhong, still a demonic monk?

This person in this life is Fu Qi.

Because the final outcome was that he could not break through the bottleneck of the avenue and could not reach the ascension realm. When the troops were dissolved, all the souls were collected and put into a pair of immortal remains.

The sect’s restrictions in Banished Immortal Mountain, the formations in the secret realm at the top of the peak, and the desperate swordplay of friend Liu Zhou could not change this outcome.

Zheng Juzhong was in the Immortal Mountain, as if he were in a deserted place. Finally, at the place where the soldiers were relieved, Zheng Juzhong moved a chair and sat down. He held up the messy monk's soul in his palm and said with a smile: "I will reason with you, it is not the reason for you to be unreasonable."

"The truth lies in actions rather than words. How can a Taoist on the mountain do it with only ears and no eyes? It doesn't matter, he will be reincarnated in this life. He didn’t bring his eyes. I’ll give him a pair in his next life.”

Zheng Juzhong put the soul of a swordsman into his sleeve, stood up and laughed with Liu Zhou: “I am a devil.”

Finally, Zheng Juzhong also reminded Liu Zhou not to talk too much about this matter, otherwise he would be careful about being mute in his next life.

So the former Great Sword Immortal of Immortal Mountain became Fu Qi of Baidi City.

Little White Emperor Fu Xi.

As silent as a cicada.

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In the night, a ferry boat was racing in the sea of ​​clouds, and a bright moon in the sky seemed to accompany it to protect the road.

Chai Bofu, as the genealogy monk of Baidi City's Zheng'er Ba Jing, is not the direct descendant of the ancestor hall, nor is he the direct descendant of Han Qiaose and others. Don't look at it.He was tricked again and again by Liu Chicheng. In fact, he was very pompous in Baidi City on weekdays. Every time he showed up, he was either Liu Chicheng or Gu Can, so almost no one dared to provoke this high-level person. Erratic new faces.

But in the past twenty years, Chai Bofu had the honor to meet Zheng Juzhong many times, but he never had any verbal communication. Chai Bofu thought this was reasonable, and only thought about one day reaching the Yupu realm, saying Maybe I can have a chat with this city lord, and then it won’t be too late to fall into another situation.

I never thought that on the way out of the Confucian Temple this time, I would actually talk to the city lord.

On the ferry, Gu Can just found Chai Bofu and said that the master invited him to sit in the house.

Chai Bofu had no choice but to suspend his practice and withdraw from the small world. Upon hearing this, Chai Bofu was not at all happy. Instead, he felt as if he had been struck by bad news.

I have not done anything to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors. Why does the city lord need to clean up the door personally?

Following Gu Can and walking in the corridor, Chai Bofu didn't think about anything. It was useless anyway. He was confused all the way until he arrived at Zheng Juzhong's door. Gu Can knocked lightly and then opened the door. , sideways to make way, Chai Bofu stepped across the threshold alone, like a fish and shrimp breaking into the dragon pond.

Gu Can gently closed the door and returned to his room to continue practicing a secret ghost cultivation technique from Baidi City.

Zheng Juzhong put down the book in his hand, raised his head, stretched out a palm toward this former wild cultivator whose life was ups and downs, and said with a smile: "Sit down."

He was still distracted. Chai Bofu obeyed his orders and sat down subconsciously. But when his butt touched the chair, he immediately lifted it up and slowly lowered it.

It seems that in the face of this giant of magic who is "a man of learning, as wise as a demon, as a heretic, and as graceful as a god", everything he does is wrong, and anything he doesn't do is also a mistake.

Chai Bofu was sweating like rain, and he became a drowned rat just sitting on the chair.

So much so that the guy with the Taoist name Long Bo didn’t even notice Han Qise sitting in the room.

Zheng Juzhong said: "Chai Bo Fu, don't feel that you are at a loss at this moment. If you fail to advance or retreat, you will lose your composure. If you don't have a sense of awe, you will die quickly as a wild cultivator."

Chai Bo Fu He looked blank and just nodded.

Zheng Juzhong smiled and asked: "Is it hard to practice in Baidi City these years?"

At this moment, Chai Bofu was so wronged that he almost burst into tears. Isn’t it bitter? It was like a piece of gall being broken again and again. I was in so much pain that I had no choice but to remain silent.

But knowing that it is useless to complain and complain, this old Yuanying, who was once the most powerful person in the mountains and rivers of the continent, can only grit his teeth and endure it.

However, Chai Bofu just nodded and still did not dare to say a word.

To be honest, sitting here, Chai Bofu felt that even if he said a word, it would be an offense to Mr. Zheng.

Zheng Juzhong said: "Han Qiaose, Liu Daochun, Fu Xi and others may all think that Gu Can is a natural descendant of Baidi City.For you, you are not looked down upon very much. "

Chai Bofu could only nod. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. He is really incomparable to that little devil Gu Can. That little bastard has too many evil intentions. The key is You learn things too quickly.

Zheng Juzhong poured a cup of tea, pushed it gently on the table, and slid it to the edge of the table in front of Chai Bofu. He smiled and said, "Drink when you miss someone. Drink tea while working. "

Chai Bofu was flattered. He immediately leaned forward, picked up the tea cup with both hands, tremblingly, lowered his head and took a sip.

Zheng Juzhong said: "Buddhists say that the heaven and earth here are whirling. world. A person is not afraid of suffering, but he is afraid of not knowing why he is suffering. Just like in the market at the foot of the mountain, if you can't make any money, you can't just blame the harsh world and look down upon others. The common people at the foot of the mountain are at a loss, and the joys and sorrows are no more than sixty years. We who practice Taoism in the mountains do not have this Taoist heart, and it is difficult to realize the Tao and achieve immortality. "

"Of course, when manpower is exhausted, you will find that some money cannot be earned and some things cannot be done. But only at this moment do you have the qualification to say that it is fate and destiny. I said this, do you understand? ”

Tell me this eloquently.

The world’s best demonic monk, who is also known as “Huaixian”, is like a school master with a very good temper. The confused student preached.

Chai Bofu nodded, shook his head, and finally said the first sentence, sincerely: "I don't know what I understand, is it because the city lord wants me to understand?" of. "

The truth couldn't be simpler. How can it be simple for a god like Zheng Juzhong to speak, do things, and practice? No matter how his words return to his original nature, Chai Bofu always firmly believes that the city lord will never say something about himself. If you understand.

During these years of practice in Baidi City, Chai Bofu has truly understood a truth.

It is easy for people who are lucky to learn luck. A good person seems to learn everything right. It is difficult for a stupid person to learn from a smart person.

Zheng Juzhong poked Chai Bofu between his eyebrows. Chai Bofu seemed to be crazy. The child regained consciousness and returned to the Nascent Soul realm in an instant, naturally and naturally.

What she saw in Han Qiaose's eyes was Gu Can knocking on the door, standing outside, and stepping aside to get out of the way. Then the senior brother asked Gu Can and Chai Bofu to enter the room together, and asked Chai Bofu some key points in practice, and answered them one by one. So Han Qiaose was a little surprised, and didn't know why the senior brother was willing to talk to this waste like this. , No, Chai Bofu is indeed a waste, but the senior brother never talks nonsense. Could it be that stones from other mountains can attack jade, and he is actually taking the opportunity to teach his disciple Gu Can the Taoism?

When Gu Can opened the door, only his master Zheng Juzhong was playing music alone in the room, and there was no master aunt Han Qise. When he closed the door, he saw Chai Bofu just crossed the threshold, his feet softened and he knelt down. He fell to the ground, and for some reason he began to lie down and cry bitterly.

But the real Zheng Juzhong was standing at the window.Next, let "Zheng Juzhong" sit down and teach Chai Bofu. In fact, Chai Bofu and "Zheng Juzhong" had such conversations more than ten times. However, Zheng Juzhong was not satisfied with a certain result and failed to meet his expectations, so he took off Chai Bofu's Those memories. A jade in the rough needs to be pondered over and over before it becomes a beautiful jade.

The bright moon is bright outside the ferry window.

The real Zheng is in the middle, holding a scroll with his hands behind his back.

Among those junior brothers and sisters, Zheng Juzhong no longer has much interest in cultivating him. For the monks in Baidi City, including Fu Zhi, the city lord Zheng Juzhong rarely showed up, and rarely preached with anyone at all. But in fact, even if he is just a genealogy monk with the lowest qualifications in Baidi City, Zheng Juzhong will carve them one by one with his own hands when he has nothing to do. Most of them will be polished off by Zheng Juzhong, or he will stay after he feels satisfied. Several monks' unknowing mental threads not only help pave roads and build bridges, but they may seem like narrow paths but are actually promising to climb higher. They may also interrupt some paths that seem like Yangguan avenues but are actually dead ends. People are like fishers. Zheng Juzhong has always felt that the mountain climbing path of a Taoist is not only at the feet, but also in the heart.

It is only because Zheng Juzhong’s methods are too subtle that the city lord appears to be a celestial being living in seclusion among the colorful clouds, making it difficult to see him.

Fu Xiu, the founding disciple, practices swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is getting closer and closer to that of his dragon-slaying ancestor.

Gu Can, a close disciple, cultivates Taoism. He is the cultivator of Chen Ping's practice of respecting heaven and earth and following the customs when he comes to the countryside. He is also the master of Wu Shuangjiang's "soldiers to conquer all things and turn them into his own use". He is also a careful "millions of old bookworms" , "Three Foods Immortal Words".

On a bright moon night.

When you open the window under the moonlight, do you turn over the book, or does the book read you, or does the moonlight lend you a book to read?

One of Zheng Juzhong’s clones once had a discussion with Cui Chan in the Chanjuan Cave, who had identified his feet.

Cui Han asked an excellent question at that time. When the bright moon shines in the mirror, who is it when you look up and see the moon? Am I still the person in the mirror?

Zheng Juzhong likes to talk to such smart people. It doesn't take much effort, and even just a few chats can benefit his own path.

He once found three paths for himself to reach the Fourteenth Realm. All of them are possible, but the difficulty is different. There are some differences. Zheng Juzhong’s biggest concern is how to climb to the Fourteenth Realm. God, in the end which path has higher achievements needs to be constantly deduced.

In the Chanjuan Cave, Cui Han discovered one of Zheng Juzhong’s clones. It was the second meeting after the two parties had been out of the Caiyun Bureau in the early years. Cui Han openly proposed the idea of ​​dividing the soul into two. Strive to become two, three or even more people, and then strive to be the same person again. Not only did Cui Chan give all the details of the steps, he also said that he was willing to let Zheng Juzhong take the opportunity to observe the Taoism.

In fact, Zheng Juzhong gave Cui Dongshan’s name later, saying it was a good omen.

Probably this is coincidental, because one is divided into two,This is actually one of the three paths Zheng Juzhong wants to take.

Cui Chan is not as free as Zheng Juzhong. Once the future situation of the world becomes uncontrollable and unavoidable, Cui Chan will have to choose another path that is destined to change the color of the world and change the world. road.

Cui Chan finally made a firm decision and persuaded Zheng Juzhong, saying that he should take this path first. As long as he can combine the fourteen realms with this, there will be more possibilities in the future. Otherwise, he will just take one path to heaven. Isn't it boring to have to cut off the other two roads?

After that separation, Cui Han quickly went to his hometown of Aquarius Continent and served as the Great Li State Advisor. He planned for a hundred years. During this period, he was divided into two, and Cui Dongshan appeared in the world.

It is a pity that there is no more embroidered tiger in the world.

The last person Cui Chan saw in the human world was not Ya Sheng, but Zheng Juzhong who rushed from the wild world to the Great Sword Qi Wall. There was only a very simple question and answer.

"Why is this so?"

"I really don't want to make my husband sad or disappointed again. Fortunately, this is not the case."

"What do you want?"< /p>

"I hope Mr. Zheng can take care of my little junior brother a little bit in the future, not in Taoism, but in Taoism. Not too much, not too little."

Zheng Juzhong I agreed at that time.

That’s why in Panshui County, an exception will be made for Chen Pingan.

At this moment, Zheng Juzhong sighed. In the room, Han Qiaose and Chai Bofu had their own thoughts. They each had their own fun tonight and left together.

Zheng Juzhong raised his hand and tapped the window gently with the scroll. The sitting avatar of "Zheng Juzhong" disappeared and turned into moonlight, like a robe worn by Zheng Juzhong. body.

For people who practice Taoism in the world, if they refine the Yin God and the Yang God, it can be considered as attaining Taoism for the first time, but it cannot be considered as a lofty and mysterious realm. Because almost without exception, once separated and separated from the true body, for as short as a moment, as long as a few days, or at most months or years, there will actually be "two people", and as time goes by, the same person will become They are becoming more and more different. Unless the yin spirit returns to its acupoints and the yang spirit returns to its place, and their respective memories are melted into a furnace, the Tao heart needs to prioritize and prioritize before it can be considered a new person.

So the opportunity for the Lord of Baidi City to join the Fourteenth Realm is that exception.

There are two Zhengs in the world.

Exactly the same, no difference at all. Even if we are separated for thousands of years, each of us encounters thousands of different things and thousands of people, a certain Taoist heart remains the same.

So Zheng Juzhong is not only in the fourteenth realm.

There are still two great monks in the Fourteenth Realm per person.

One is on the Haoran ferry, and the other is in the golden green city in the wild world.

Since Zheng Juzhong is a disciple of the Dragon-Slaying Man and likes to play chess, he might as well use Tuoyue Mountain in the Savage World as the slain dragon on the chessboard.

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The atmosphere at the previous meeting in the Ancestral Hall in Chunlu Garden was so solemn that you could hear a pin drop.

The old woman Lin Chao seemed to be out of touch with her face.There is only smile on it.

But in fact, the old woman was the one who sent the letter to Luoluo Mountain. The wording in the letter even seemed extremely aggressive, but it seemed that as long as she saw the young swordsman, the old woman felt that there was nothing wrong with her. What happened to her?

Song Lanqiao and Tang Xi looked at each other and felt that the situation was quite tricky. After all, relationships on the mountain are hard to maintain and easy to disperse, but they felt relieved in their hearts.

Because the mountain owner talked about the mausoleum and said that she would leave immediately to visit Luoluo Mountain in person.

Gao Song, who was in charge of money in Chunlu Garden, but the outside world only regarded Tang Xi as the God of Wealth, said that he wanted to go with the mountain owner, but Tan Ling did not agree.

The Patriarch Zhanglu asked the mountain owner why he didn't go after Chen Jianxian and why he had to take a long way around.

Song Lanqiao and Tang Xi looked at each other and smiled stupidly. In the previous meetings at the Patriarch Hall, the chief minister and Gao Song had both been quarrelsome with Song Lanqiao's master.

Tan Ling seemed a little tired. He waved his hand to indicate that the discussion was over, leaving Lin Cha'e alone and chatting with the old woman about Shanzhu Chen.

Tan Ling took the ferry from Song Lanqiao to the Skeleton Beach, and while waiting for the cross-continent ferry from the Pima Sect, the female Yuanying Patriarch was inevitably worried, not knowing that she had arrived at the Niujiao Mountain Ferry, waiting When it comes to the young sect leader, whether he can save the situation.

As for the two people who traveled far away to join hands to ask for swords from a sect, near the top of the mountain, Chen Pingan took out two pieces of dough, put it on his own face, and handed one to Liu Jinglong, saying that he Just two, make do with it.

Liu Jinglong glanced but did not reach out. Because she is a woman.

Chen Ping'an was still persuading him, more vigorously than persuading him to drink, and said, "Aren't you being pretentious? I, a swordsman, stand upright and care about what a piece of face can do."

Liu Jinglong just used it As a cover-up, without wearing any dough, Chen Pingan said he had forgotten the remaining dough and handed over another one.

So the two sword cultivators, one old and one young, walked to the foot of the sect mountain in the pale white apricot blossom moon.

(End of this chapter)