Lu Yan was the first to say goodbye and left. Chen Pingan wished this Chunyang master, who is known as the number one golden elixir, good luck in his experience.
Master Chen Shan also said some auspicious words, hoping that the senior Taoist heart will be as perfect as the fifteenth month.
Feng Xuetao was puzzled. It is common sense that the moon waxes and wanes. Logically speaking, it is full and waning. It is really a good saying.
Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and could only express his inner voice with his unenlightened words. Brother Feng explained that as the saying goes, the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round.
Feng Xuetao was speechless for a moment. Shanzhu Chen did have unique knowledge in speaking.
Chen Pingan went to meet Xing Yun and Liu Shui, two local sword cultivators from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and chatted about the customs and customs of the wild side. Cui Dongshan didn't have a long butt, so he immediately pulled Feng Xuetao off the Tongyin Ferry and asked this Ascension Realm man if he was interested in finding a job with the Qingping Sword Sect. He regarded it as doing his brother a favor. Since his feelings were It's time to go out and drink, so let's not talk about money, so as not to hurt the brotherhood. Feng Xuetao had already suffered a big loss from Jiang Shangzhen, but he just refused to evade. Besides, he really didn't feel that he and the Cui clan leader were the same people. When the two parties reached the shore, they walked on the brightly lit street. In the streets and alleys, the boy in white threw his sleeves and made a crackling sound.
Pei Qian cleared the wine table and went back to the room to practice walking in silence.
Master Huolong found the girl in the mink hat who was alone, and asked straight to the point with a smile, "Dare you ask fellow Taoist Bai Jing, what kind of scenery does it look like when you look at the sky and the earth?"
Xie Gou curled his lips , "Nothing fancy."
Master Huolong was slightly startled, and then he remembered that this phrase seemed to be the dialect of the small town where Chen Pingan lived. He was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Only those who have seen it before are qualified to say it." Such words." Xie Gou stretched out his hands and tugged on his mink hat, "You all think that my cultivation qualifications are very good. In fact, I think they are average and not top-notch. I just took advantage of them. , I was born early, and I was lucky enough to meet many of the characters on the first few pages of the old almanac. It seems that according to Buddhism, they belong to the sravakas in the narrow sense. You are right. I have done rough calculations, met them, asked for advice in person, and discussed with each other. There are almost a hundred people who have lost in fights. These ancient Taoist priests, whoever you put in today's world, are not the most powerful people in the world. They used to take these things seriously and just thought they were ordinary. When they came here, they often stood at the foot of the mountain. Hanging, goodbye Taoist priests, practicing is boring, life or death
To clear up the doubts, I will”
Master Huolong waited quietly for the next sentence. Xie Gou rubbed his red cheeks and held it in for a long time. Only then did he give an explanation, "I want to cry."
When Master Huolong heard this, he suddenly laughed heartily, expressed his deep agreement, and even said a few good words. Xie Gou had a melancholy look on his face, "Mr. Zhu is a critical friend. He criticized me very rudely, saying that I was born at the right time and have gone through many hardships to practice Taoism. I am lucky and always have near misses. It seems that I am always slow." I was slowly accumulating Tao power, but I didn’t know my original intention. When I reached a higher level, I retreated from the Taoist mind. Therefore, I only realized the small fruit, which was still far from being mature. So I went out to relax and relax. Shiwandashan, the old blind man’s opinion of me is different from that of Mr. Zhu
Not much. "
Master Huolong laughed dumbly, "Mr. Zhu"
It is true that the martial artist Zhu Lian from the Lotus Flower Blessed Land is a rare and wonderful man, but it can be said that in Xie Gou By the way, Zhu Lian can't be "old" no matter what.
Xie Gou glanced at Lao Zhenren and said, "In my eyes, you are also very old. "
Master Huolong stroked his beard and smiled. What he said was so down-to-earth that it made people feel comfortable.
Xie Gou looked at Feng Xuetao, who was named Qingmi, that is The juniors among the juniors, even Lu Yan, whose Taoist name is Chunyang, are at most peers on the spiritual path and can call each other Taoist friends.
However, the old cook in the poor mountain and the old master next to him are indeed. There is a strange ability that makes people think that they are the kind of elders they think of.
What they say is teaching, and they are telling you a few words of wisdom from people who have experienced it. Shanzhu Chen, who likes to reason the most, seems to be almost unfaithful.
Master Huolong said with a smile, "The Sunset Landing used to be Taoist friend's private territory, which caused the Golden Crow to sleep soundly for thousands of years. It happened to be here." Aquarius Island, Fellow Taoist is so reasonable and willing to give in, which is quite unexpected. "
If the gossip on the mountain is correct, it seems that Bai Jing rented this dojo to the Dali court.
Xie Gou curled his lips, "A strong dragon will not suppress it. Local snake, besides, our mountain master is about to become the Grand Master of the Great Li Kingdom, so why don’t one family speak the same language? ”
But she quickly added, “If I fall into the wild world, no matter how good I am, no one will be able to act as a lobbyist, not even Mr. Bai.”
p>Master Huolong nodded and said, "Pindao likes to hear honest words from honest people. ”
As for Xie Gou’s Taoist roots, even Jiang Shangzhen was very curious, and privately asked Chen Ping’an if it was possible for Miss Xie to be born in the Shinto.
There is such speculation, It's easy to understand, after all, Bai Jing's dojo is known to the top of the mountain. During a high-ranking day, she once carved and opened up a fire palace as a shelter.
However, according to the inside story leaked by Qing Tong, Bai Jing's origin is indeed from the demon clan on earth, not from the ancient heaven. Because of Xiao Mo's relationship, Xie Gou and Chen Ping'an chatted about the past in a casual manner, and she did not deny it. At first, he wanted to take possession of the great sun with a "better origin" as his own, and then tried to imitate Lan Qi, a female cultivator who was one of the ten most powerful people in the world in ancient times.
However, she soon discovered that the great sun actually gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and the avenue manifested into a golden crow, so Bai Jing changed his original intention and offered to protect the path for him.
So Xie Gou proposed at that time. Bai Ze wanted to go to Haoran Tianxia, even though he knew that Manhuang would lose some of his top combat power, he didn't stop him. This was a very important reason.
It wasn't just Xie Gou who wanted to find Xiao Mo. So simple. According to the rules of the wilderness, when it comes to the chance of a cultivator, all calculations of interests must give way.
What's more, Bai Jing is still a monk.A candidate sword cultivator in the Fourteenth Realm who has high hopes from Bai Ze.
Master Huolong smiled and said, "Really speaking, Pindao, fellow Taoist Bai Jing, and Master Chunyang are somewhat related to each other in the lineage of Taoism. It is very appropriate to call them fellow Taoists."
p>Xie Gou nodded vigorously, "From now on, the three of us will often visit each other. If we encounter a hard nail that pricks our hands, we will say hello to each other and keep a cloud-piercing arrow to meet us with thousands of troops, haha"
Master Huolong stroked his palms and smiled and said, "It's easy to talk." In the vast emptiness of the sky, there are countless big suns floating in the sky, and each big sun is like a ferry, leading to the sun that was praised by later generations of Taoists. One of the imperial houses is Danxiao Jiangque Huoyang Palace. Lu Yan, a real person from Chunyang, taught fire techniques in this ancient ruins many times in history. Most of the people here who listened to the teachings humbly were noble ancient dragons.
Master Huolong asked abruptly, "It seems that fellow Taoist Bai Jing is very interested in Pei Qian."
Xie Gou smiled awkwardly and said, "Making gangs in the mountains is like a child's life." Everyone, it’s just a joke.”
Under the instigation of the white-haired boy, they all recognized Guo Zhujiu as the leader of the alliance and established their own mountain with Pei Qian and his gang.
Master Huolong smiled, "Oh"
Xie Gougan smiled and said, ""
Zhenhuolong changed the subject, "I wonder who was the first to use Xiangtian to It’s an incredible description of a beautiful dream.”
Xie Gou understands that she has been sleeping for thousands of years, and Huolong has always been famous for his sleep.
In this complicated world, meeting a few people with simple ideas is like meeting a good drinker and fine wine.
Xie Gou grinned and said, "Old Master, if we met on the road ten thousand years ago, we would definitely become good friends."
The Fire Dragon Master twisted his beard and said, "I feel the same."< /p>
Xie Gou said, "What's next for Master Lao Zhen"
Zhen Huo Long said with a smile, "Return to the wilderness, find a few who can really fight, and learn about Taoism."
Because Chen Pingan and Xie Gou did not deliberately hide their traces when they boarded the ship, the ears and eyes installed by Yunyan State on Yulindu did not dare to take it lightly and immediately informed the court.
No matter how small the territory of Yunyan Country is, there is still a small group of local Qi practitioners. In the corridor on the top floor of the library of a private house on the ferry bank, there is a group of boys and girls looking at the Tongyin ferry in the distance. They have nothing to do on weekdays, just stare at the movements of the entire Yulindu. They are not afraid of having nothing to do, but they are afraid that the foreign immortal master will have a dispute with the local clan. I heard that the Minister of Rites is on tenterhooks every day, and he is always worried about it. I want to go to the temple to burn incense. Fortunately, so far, there has not been any uncontrollable mess in the capital area. The emperor and a large group of royal relatives are increasingly looking forward to having someone come here as a guest and meet him. But it’s fun to say that first, His Majesty the Emperor of Yunyan Kingdom, when a golden elixir comes to the capital, he will personally host a banquet to entertain him, and then Yuanying will do it. The golden elixir is not enough, and then it becomes the upper five. Yu Pu, who is in the realm of the world, is now even more
I even heard that there is an immortal, the emperor.Your Majesty seems to be uninterested. After all, he has even met the Ascension Realm named Qingmi.
There was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes sitting cross-legged, with a sword across his knees. He frowned and asked, "Is it him?"
Beside him was a slender girl with cold eyebrows. She looked up eagerly. Ferry reassured, "It's hard to say." They had received a confidential message from the imperial court's Criminal Department before. The sect leader of the Qingping Sword Sect came to Tongyezhou in person. Mi Da Sword Immortal quickly made great achievements and found those who killed innocent people indiscriminately. The remnants of the wild demon tribe, the troubled Dadu
The excavation can finally proceed smoothly. Without this key clue, none of them would have connected the man in blue shirt next to the girl in the mink hat with the legendary young hidden official.
The young man is the only local sword cultivator in Yunyan Country. It is inevitable that he is a little complacent in his spiritual state of mind. Now that his horizons have opened up, he feels that the pressure has increased sharply, and he has become taciturn on weekdays.
The streets of the capital are full of strange people and strangers who once thought that the earthly immortal they pursued all their lives was nothing. This made the young swordsman seem to be practicing silent meditation recently.
If Tongyezhou was still the same Tongyezhou decades ago, with his Taoist qualifications and swordsmanship status, if nothing else happened, he should have gone to a certain sect's prefecture for further study. .
The young man was in a gloomy mood and said in a low voice, "Those who are successful in cultivating Taoism, passing by our Yunyan Country, for people like them, will it be like passing by an ant nest?"
In the past, information was not available in Tongyezhou, and the Qi Refiners tended to have their eyes above their heads and were not interested in the outside world at all. Now that things have changed, they cannot help but keep their doors closed and feel arrogant. The girl was stunned when she heard this, and turned her gaze away from the Yulin Ferry, and said softly, "Zhong Cui, whether it is those sects from other places, or the land gods who travel here under aliases, facing these unattainable behemoths, we < /p>
Just keep it at arm’s length
The young man named Zhong Cui murmured, “It’s easy to ask for help but hard to send away. ”
Because he doesn’t quite believe that the Qingping Sword Sect is a mountain sect that opens a good hall. There are really such people in the world who care so much about the quality of the world outside themselves
Just be afraid. One day, the Qingping Sword Sect established a foothold in Tongyezhou, and all the countries along the coast of Dadu became puppets of that fairy mansion.
A warrior climbed over the eaves and walked over the wall to the top floor and bought something on the way. A jar of barley wine from a time-honored shop climbed over the railing. The middle-aged warrior's face was somewhat similar to that of the young man in the corridor.
The girl covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, "Uncle Zhong, we chased away another ship. It's illegal to cruise. I've seen it. It's very heroic.
The man laughed and said, "Girl Cai, not only that, I also met two strangers on the Tongyin ship and made an appointment to drink." "
A tall young man who was taking a nap against the wall quickly asked, "It can't be the man in the green shirt, is it? Did he tell you his identity and his surname is Chen?"
Man He was bragging without drafting, and he said seriously, "We just want to have a drink with each other. We don't need to know our names." ”
On the other side of the roof, a young man in white clothes lay with his legs crossed. Feng Xuetao was speechless. He came here to drink the northwest wind and listen to a few children complaining. What was the point of it?
The young man said with regret, "It's a pity. If it's really that person and we get involved, Uncle Zhong, you will be prosperous."
The man smiled and said, "Young people should not always be I thought that if I met a noble person, I would be able to rise to great heights."
Taking the young man on the forehead, the man joked, "You brat, do you know that in the eyes of those rich and powerful nobles, you are the most important person in the world? These raw melons and eggs have prices stuck on their foreheads."
On the other side of the roof, Feng Xuetao said with a smile, "That's a bit embarrassing to say."
He rested his head on the back of his hands. Cui Dongshan swung his legs, "He is a well-informed and sensible person."
Feng Xuetao asked, "Who does Cui Zongzhu want to win over?"
Qingping Sword Sect is different from Luoluoshan , the latter declared to the outside world that the mountain had been closed for twenty years, and it was clear that he did not want to increase his momentum. On the other hand, on the Xiazong side, Cui Dongshan had been recruiting troops.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Brother Feng, don't always think of me as snobbish. I'm just admiring the moon with like-minded friends." Cui Dongshan explained, "I am just a transitional sect master, I only need to be responsible Lay a good foundation, set up a good framework, and deliberately leave some gaps, so you don't have to worry about making up the numbers. The Qingping Sword Sect will definitely be handed over to Junior Brother Cao in the future. Cao Qinglang will take over when the time comes. , he can do something, at least he doesn't have to tie his hands and follow suit."
Feng Xuetao nodded, "If the Qingping Sword Sect is too Cui's style, Cao Qinglang will be in trouble."
< p>Cui Dongshan hummed, "That's a bit harsh to say."Feng Xuetao was helpless.
On the other side of the corridor, although they think what the man said makes sense, they are always unconvinced.
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, the moon waxes and wanes, and the young people are young.
There is no night ban in the capital. Young people with money and energy in their pockets, as well as spiritual practitioners who are full of energy, are often night owls.
Many shops temporarily hire assistants to take care of the shop for the sake of business, which means they can earn twice a day, so why not do it.
A pair of Taoist monks who became a couple halfway through also came to the capital of Yunyan Kingdom. The man had a face as white as paper and a fierce appearance. He was accompanied by a fair-skinned woman with a slim figure. They were just hanging out. , long experience. It’s hard to say whether you can travel all over the world if you have reason, but you can indeed travel all over the world if you have money. They had received a large amount of windfall, and their original intention of living under someone else's roof had faded away, so they did not go to the mountain god's mansion to seek a living. They were Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang. Along the way, they also heard about several major events far away. For example, a certain great swordsman named Mi from the Great Wall of Sword Qi took action and uncovered those who were making trouble and smashing talismans. Monster beasts. Another example is Yu Gui
Zong Duo has a heavenly figure to worship, named Qingmi, an old immortal in the ascension realm
Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang naturally did not know that the culprits who almost stopped the Dadu excavation work were the group of young men and women they met in the dilapidated temple.
As for the Sword Immortal named Mi and who he was, Fan Tong asked. It was probably because others saw that he did not look like a kind person, so they ignored him at all.
Fan Tong really wanted to find an Xianjia inn or shop on Yulindu, ask the Xianshi if he recognized a person named "Chen Ping'an", or buy a few Shandi newspapers. , to see if there is any chance that we can actually discover that name.
In the end, the woman gave up the idea by saying, "You have money?" Fan Tong actually did have private money, but he didn't need to reveal it just because of curiosity.
They stayed in an ordinary inn in the capital.
When they were walking on the ferry shore, they saw a docked ferry. It was the largest in size, and there were always some young and beautiful fairies. , pointing over there. The crowd of Yingying, Yanyan, and all the fairies with genealogies were gathered together. Fan Tong, a hot-blooded old man, of course failed to keep his eyes open, so he was pinched and pinched again and again by the angry woman. , the pain makes the man sweat, the pain is gone
It hurts, and taking care of it are two different things.
Fan Tong believed that Master Chen would be in a similar situation if he traveled with them.
I just don’t know if Master Chen Xian, who claims to be the Sword Immortal, will be frightened if he meets Mi Da Sword Immortal, who is being talked about a lot now, and has the honor to have a few words face to face
Tonight The couple went out of the city again and came to Yulindu to eat out in a restaurant. There were numerous expenses like this, and they had saved up a few snow coins before.
In the past, women liked to visit all kinds of rouge and gouache shops, but here it became even more exaggerated. Fan Tong was surprised. She picked and chose, but didn’t buy. How could she be happy?
Xie Sanniang chose a fly restaurant and planned to eat hot pot.
As soon as Fan Tong sat down, the boss began to worry about whether the couple would be freeloaders. However, he thought again that the government officials were so tough now that they would not be able to do so.
The table next door was filled with people from the mountain. Those who ran down the mountain, although they did not use their innermost words, the content of their conversation was all about the fairy family.
However, Fan Tong knew very well that the reason for this was because they had several ordinary women with heavy makeup and jewels around them.
When those women saw Fan Tong, who looked like a wanted criminal, they felt a little disdainful. Looking at Xie Sanniang next to the fierce man, their eyes had a meaning that only women can understand.
Xie Sanniang looked proud, I am now a serious and good wife, and you, you can make money by going to bed, right?
How did Fan Tong know the undercurrents here, more My interest is still in the slightly suspicious chat content of those genealogy monks. They were explaining some of the inside stories of the Immortal Family to the women, saying that the attire of the Qi Refiners in the mountains can be divided into three, six or nine grades. The first type is those who can tame immortal birds and beasts as mounts, either because they have good luck, or It's just that his life experience is tough enough, and he is taught by his masterand rewarded by the elders. The second type is an expensive talisman boat. This kind of fairy treasure cannot be afforded casually. The third type is even more exaggerated. You can own a private ferry that is full of shit and eats money from gods all the time. Xie Sanniang tapped the man next to her with her elbow. Raising his brows, Fan Tong laughed and said that he couldn't reach these three immortal styles, so he had to find a good sleeping position in his dreams.
All the women looked directly at a young man who was drinking slowly. He was the only one at the table without a female companion.
The eloquent man changed the subject and said that Mr. Hong has a talisman treasure boat from the Patriarch Hall to congratulate him on entering the cave realm.
The young man surnamed Hong smiled lightly, took a sip of his drink, and said that his meager Taoist skills were nothing at all. Compared with a true Taoist genius, he was far behind.
The more self-effacing he is, the hotter the eyes of the women at the same table become.
The man who was willing to serve as a helper for the man surnamed Hong continued, "The most outrageous thing is of course that I have a private ferry."
While eating hot pot, Xie Sanniang would Rolling his eyes secretly, Fan Tong just felt that this barley tasted soft and not strong enough.
At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, the woman spotted a familiar figure at the door. She quickly stood up and saw that the man next to her was still devouring food, so she kicked her.
Fan Tong raised his head blankly, and the man's smile suddenly brightened. He was reunited with Master Chen Xian here.
Chen Pingan sat on the bench opposite them with a smile, "Shamelessly let's eat and drink together. You treat me, I will pay the bill."
Fan Tong wiped his mouth, in the end He is a fastidious person who has never read a book, "This is so embarrassing."
Xie Sanniang smiled charmingly and said, "Why are we being so polite to Master Chen Xian."
Fan Tong mustered up the courage to ask. "Master Chen Xian, I would like to ask, which profession do you belong to?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The top scholar in the profession."
Fan Tong blushed. The woman couldn't help laughing.
She actually wanted to pick up vegetables for Chen Pingan and help scald them in the hot pot, but she hesitated and decided not to do it. Unpleasant.
A pair of bowls and chopsticks were placed on the table. Chen Ping'an didn't say much, but buried his head in eating. The old rule is that hot pot is all about wine. I have everything in the world.
Just after hearing the name "Master Chen", the people at the table next to him glanced at the man in green shirt, but they just glanced at him.
Fan Tong lowered his voice and asked, "What is Master Chen doing here?"
Chen Pingan picked up the wine bowl, clinked it with the couple, and drank it all in one gulp. Ping An first took out a few slices of tripe from the pot with a spoon and put them on the couple's plates.
Then he explained with a smile, "I happen to have an acquaintance here to do something small."
Fan Tong said oh, but didn't take it seriously.
Women stayShe stared blankly at the tripe on the plate. When she came to her senses, she turned around and told the boss to buy another pound of barley wine.
In the alley outside, His Majesty the Emperor of Yunyan Kingdom, who hurriedly left the palace for a private visit incognito, held his breath and concentrated, and stood patiently at the corner of the wall.
On the other side of the Tongyin ferry, Xie Gou had her hands on her hips, feeling proud. She was even more looking forward to Xiaomo's return home.
When the owner of the mountain said that he was going to meet his two friends, Xie Gou asked him to wait for a moment and said that he had something to ask for and that he could get involved in learning.
When it comes to studying, Chen Pingan has always believed that a good memory is worse than a bad pen since he was a boy. Along the way, he has been describing various landscapes, urban customs and architectural construction methods in manuscripts.
Perhaps because of being infected by Master Chen Shanzhu, or maybe just to have some fun, the girl in the mink hat would follow suit. During a break along the way, she took out a booklet, turned her back to Chen Ping'an, and often wrote Write and draw.
Chen Pingan never asked about this matter, but occasionally saw Xie Gou scratching his ears and cheeks there, which he found interesting. If it were a spiritual practice, Xie Gou would definitely not be so entangled.
At that time, Xie Gou rubbed his mink hat, showing a rare shy look, and asked tentatively, "Mountain Master, I heard that you have the habit of writing landscape travel notes."
Chen Ping'an immediately became wary. He couldn't hide something on the top of his mountain, so he led an army instead, "Speak directly if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush, and don't imitate Cui Dongshan."
Xie Gou said in a low voice, " Ha, isn’t it true that I am always thinking of the wise? I have traveled to great places, so I want to record them so that I can talk to Xiao Mo.”
“Hey, isn’t there a saying in the book? I was immersed in the situation, describing the objects and describing the scenes so vividly that I thought about asking the mountain master to help polish it. "
Like the old blind man, who had read so much at the beginning, he couldn't refine a single natal character. . No wonder they show extra favor to our mountain master.
Chen Pingan was slightly confused and said oh. He became interested as soon as he heard this, "Bring me the manuscript and take a look."
Xie Gou took out a booklet from his sleeve. He raised his hands above his head and said, "Show your ugliness, show your ugliness."
Chen Ping'an took the booklet, opened it and saw that the words were quite big, and you couldn't write a few words on one page, so that's fine. , you can avoid pretending to read carefully.
I left a certain city on a certain day. I didn’t know how many miles I walked, but I saw a high mountain. It was really high. When I reached the top of the mountain and looked at the town, I felt it was so small. .
Such a large sea of clouds, snow-white, just like cotton. Next to a certain temple, there is a tree I don’t know its name. It looks like it is really not young, and it is about to become a spirit.
One day I passed by a dilapidated inn and found several limericks written on the wall. They are transcribed as follows
Xie Gou asked softly, "Master of the Mountain, how do you feel after reading this?"
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Chen Ping'an looked calm, but his thoughts were changing rapidly. He finally managed to say, "The writing is relatively simple."
I wanted to add "shallow and cute", but I couldn't. I really can’t say it, it’s too ambiguousI have a good conscience, and I can't just tell lies just to avoid pouring cold water on Xie Gou and discouraging her enthusiasm in writing and speaking.
Xie Gou nodded to himself and said, "Sure enough, the writer is like a person. Even if he crushes the pen barrel, he still can't fiddle with those fancy contents."
Chen Ping'an ignored these. He asked, "Why is it that such-and-such a date and such-and-such place are mentioned in the whole article?"
Xie Gou widened his eyes and said, "The date and place must be written down one by one. I don't want to make money from this engraving either. I just wanted to write it concisely and only the key points."
Chen Pingan tried his best to keep smiling, "The key points are all important."
Xie Gou asked tentatively. There's room for improvement, right?"
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to sit on the floor, take out a pen and paper from his bag, and help polish the text on the spot, "I'll make a few modifications, no objections."
Xie Gou smiled and said, "Just write whatever you want. The only purpose is for the mountain master to write about me and this trip as well as possible."
She squatted aside and saw that the mountain master was just thinking for a moment. , he started writing like a fly, starting with the phrase "I have traveled so well". When the girl in the mink hat saw this, she nodded gently, which won my heart.
The main reason is that the content is also very simple. It seems that the talents of the mountain master and I are equally matched, so there is no need to pay for editing. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I went down the mountain with my friends, holding a bamboo hat and a bamboo hat, stepping on straw sandals, asking questions with a strong heart, misty clouds and water, and walking freely. Twenty miles past the boundary of Qingping Prefecture, the boundary monuments beside the road collapsed, and the mountains and rivers of the continent were submerged. In the past twenty years, floods, droughts, locust plagues, and wars in various countries have occurred one after another. The lives of the people at the foot of the mountain are like grass and grass, and it is difficult to say that there is peace in the mountains. More than twenty years have passed by in an instant like rocks, fire, and lightning. How dare we not cherish Taoism and accumulate Taoism power? The people's livelihood in Fuzhong City is in decline, the streets are deserted, and the people walking on the streets are many and varied. Ten miles out of the city, they stop at a small post. For thirty miles, I walked along the shore of the lake, surrounded by willows, walked in the green shade, crossed the boundary ridge, and climbed the mountain along the Shinto Road. The Taoist temple in the mountain was in ruins. In the eyes, the wind suddenly surged and disappeared. Thinking back to those days, traveling was very difficult, and we often couldn't see the fireworks of the world. It was a common thing to see jackals, tigers, leopards, strange birds and beasts, and terrifying mountain spirits and water monsters. On the early morning of the third day of the lunar month, I hiked down the mountain for more than a hundred miles, stopped at Yangjiapu, took a short rest, bought dry food, and spent eight cents of my money. After crossing Yuxian Bridge, it rained heavily and the road was muddy. After walking fifteen miles, I arrived at Dumb Beach. When the rain stopped and the sky cleared, I took a boat for a night trip. The passengers in the boat liked to talk about ghosts and ghosts, but they didn't know that the boatman holding the mugwort was the person transformed by Hebo. After getting off the boat and traveling by land for eighty miles, we reached the Huanghualong Mountain, with laurel trees growing along the road. Unfortunately, we were not here in autumn, and we met several guests returning from paying incense to the mountain. There was no main peak on the mountain here, and each one was respected. I went to the top of the mountain to meditate for a night. I saw the red sun rising into the sky and the river like a belt, which made me feel broad-minded. On the fifth day of the lunar month, I went to Liuhe Town and was extorted 20 taels of silver by a local man pretending to be a soldier. Seventy miles away, I saw a mountain. The mountain was majestic and undisturbed. I walked with my friends along the stream in the mountain. There were countless fish swimming in the water. There is a careful slope halfway up the mountain. From then on, the only way to climb is the Yangchang Bird Trail, which is extremely steep and has steps carved into the wall.Winding up, there is almost no place to stand, so you can only walk facing the wall. On the way, I saw an ancient pine tree with an old trunk like an umbrella, and a group of monkeys jumping among the branches and leaves. Above the top is a flat land with a lake in the middle and several huts beside the reed swamps. They are all people practicing Taoism. Although their expressions are dull and their bodies are haggard, their eyes are bright and shining. He asked him about it and talked about the immortals, Buddhas, real people, miracles and miracles in the mountain in great detail, and decided to compile a mountain chronicle. With the help of the moonlight, I stood on the cliff and looked at the scenery, and I realized that the mountains, rivers and land were completely exposed. On the seventh day of the lunar month, Tianji traveled quickly and entered the mountains again. In ancient times, there was the study place of the founding emperor, and it has always been a hidden place for high spiritual beings. On the mountainside, the climate is like winter, and many beautiful and historic sites are buried in the snow, which is a pity that they cannot be seen. On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, I passed the battlefield site and saw a Taoist man with a high crown on a hillside. He was sitting on a futon with his eyes closed. There were two lines of white hair on his nose, which were connected with the clouds and mist. The wind was turbulent and still condensed. Not daring to disturb him, he stopped twenty steps away. The Taoist opened his eyes and spoke actively, speaking loudly again and again. The Taoist has a kind heart, and when he was leaving, he repeatedly warned us, Taoists, that when we see desires, we must stay away, like weeds, and we must avoid fire when it comes. Immortals are no different from ordinary people. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. If you are sick and sweat, you can gradually recover. You must be devoted to the Tao, work hard to practice, and never be distracted by fame and fortune. Remember remember. On the twelfth day, the sun was scorching like a scorching summer. I went to the mountains to escape the heat. The mountains were densely green with bamboos and cypresses, which shaded the sky. On the way, I heard the sound of evening drums in the distance, and I knew there was a temple in it. An ancient temple was built by decree of the previous dynasty, but the incense has faded. There are two monks in the temple, both of whom look like Arhats and have high moral standards. The products in the mountains are poor and life is cold and hard, so all food needs to be obtained by going down the mountain to raise money. The two monks were good at talking about the purity of Zen, and they said that among the final Dharma, there is only one Pure Land, which is extremely stable and extremely fast. On the 15th, on the official road, I met more than a hundred refugees migrating to other places. They traveled together for more than a hundred miles and parted ways when they met a porridge shop. Twenty miles away, the sky was dark and the day was like night. I was having lunch at a liquor store on the border of two counties. I met a knight with a sword in the shop. He was tall and powerful. He invited his tablemates to drink. He reminded me that there are so many thieves on the road today. If it doesn't stop, you need to take a detour. The knight-errant claimed that he was at home all over the world, and he led a thin and lame old horse to travel far away, and his figure was lost. After sighing, when I was paying the bill, I found out that the knight pretended to be a friend and took the opportunity to get away on credit. I and my friend just looked at each other and smiled, not taking it seriously. On the 16th, when it was dark, we crossed the border and arrived at other counties and cities. The markets were prosperous, densely populated, and rich in products. It was completely different from what we had seen before. I stayed at the Epiphyllum Epiphyllum Temple in the city. The master of the temple was very hospitable to the guests. He personally led the people to pay homage to the various temples. He spoke sincerely and said that delusion is like retting in the sea, and desire is like a fire starting a prairie fire. Taoists like us must not ignore this principle and say a few words. Words are the easiest to say and the hardest to do. Staying in the city for one day, and on the eighteenth day, I continued to travel far and wide, stopping and walking through mountains and rivers. At the foot of an unknown mountain, I met three young people, who swore that they would never return home until they became immortals. Later I saw a tadpole stele, with numerous stone carvings and blurry inscriptions, so I stopped to copy it. Monk Yunshui wrote an inscription here, feeling ashamed that he would never see him again in this life.
There are rocks standing abruptly like an old monk on the top of the mountain. There was a hut in ancient times, but now there is no grass. Only the historic well remains, and there are still green leek bushes beside it. A single peak stood out from the long sea of clouds, a mainstay, like a mountain moving but the clouds still.
Pei Qian finished walking and walked out of the house. The moonlight was clear and bright, and he saw the Xie dog still standing on the bow of the boat.Over there, I am enjoying myself.
Xie Gou looked back at the young woman and made a face at the latter. Pei Qian didn't take it seriously, just get used to it.
Xie Gou crept up to her, raised his hand as if drinking, and asked with a smile, "Pei Qian, let's talk about something while drinking. It's time to let you know."
Pei Qian seemed to be deliberately avoiding the important and taking the easy, with a puzzled face, "Didn't we drink just now?"
Xie Gouxueshanzhu sighed, "The second stall"
Pei Qian shook his head, "No need." If Xie Gou wanted to say anything else, Pei Qian had already turned around and walked towards his house. Xie Gou hesitated to speak, but in the end he did not say anything to persuade him to stay. She jumped onto the railing of the boat, swung her feet, and started talking to herself, muttering to herself, as if she was talking drunkenly. When the time is right, she will be a wild dragon and snake, and when the time is right, the world will be prosperous.
Got the answer. Needless to say, life was the best before I met Master. After I met Master, it was the best.
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