Night sailing on the sea, wandering duckweeds, and a life of clouds and water.
Looking through his memory is like flipping through a book to search for historical materials. Chen Ping'an opened some memories of the summer palace, but soon closed the book again and looked down at a Lingxi City with a pure Tao Qi.
Although Lingxi City is one of the four middle cities, it occupies a relatively small area. However, the palaces, pavilions, pavilions, waterside pavilions, and neighborhood gardens are all exquisite. The previous city lord had very little control over his own territory and only had to follow a few bottom lines for night sailing.
According to the rules, the "natives" of Lingxi City do not have any additional laws to abide by. Lingxi City and Toutiao City both happen to have the surname Li, but the scenery and customs in the city are two extremes. The newly appointed female city owner disembarked from the ship, and was only accompanied by the elder.
A silver-eyed boy with antlers.
Before taking a boat to Fuyao Island, Chen Ping'an had already met with some of the people in charge of the city. After all, he was in charge of Lingxi City. This move was part of the purpose of the question and could not be avoided.
After meeting each other, Chen Ping'an felt that these literati, who were well-read in poetry and could talk in a coherent manner, were too elegant, while they felt that this disciple of the literary sage with the title of a hidden official was too vulgar.
Although they are not disgusted with each other, the atmosphere is not harmonious. According to the script and the play, it is absolutely impossible for one person to bow his head and the other person to greet him with his shoes.
At that time, Chen Ping'an spoke relatively little, but Xiao Mo, who had been reading the books of sages when he arrived at Luo Po Mountain, accompanied those romantic figures who talked endlessly about literature and poetry, chatting about Taoism, power struggles, the world's orthodoxy and
The ups and downs of political dynasties in the past, when it comes to the "teachers and friends" that Ya Sheng has always emphasized, how should a true Confucian scholar get along with a righteous king and treat him as a friend, but the king must serve his teacher. Xiaomo also asked them for advice, why
As the leader of the Confucian Temple, Master Dong only respected Confucianism and insisted on dethroning hundreds of schools of thought, but he wanted to use the word "Heaven" to suppress the emperor and the king? Why did Master Han, the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple, say that the king of a country only needs to rule by the arch? In the end
Xiao Mo asked them again, what did Master Bai Yujinglu say when he said, "Taoism will tear the world apart" like a prophecy, and what did he mean?
Afterwards, Xiao Mo was a little worried, whether he would be too open-minded and cause the young master to have a bad impression with them. After all, Chief Zhou once said that in today's world, you must be careful when chatting with scholars without official status.
Keep brewing, otherwise you will easily be resented if you fail to say one or two sentences correctly. But Chen Ping'an smiled and said it's okay, we won't stay in Lingxi City for a long time, we are full of copper stench, and we don't dare to do anything involving money here.
Since your business is worthless, just treat these elegant people who are good at conversation with due courtesy and keep a respectful distance.
Liu Xianyang and the others returned to the Hongqiao Corridor hanging in the sky and said with a smile: "It's really a great experience. It's the first time outside the book that I saw so many living gods who are burdened by fame. Gouzi is well-informed and has solid knowledge.
, she could tell at a glance that they were half-learners who were dragged back into the book and imprisoned in the text. It is said that this magical power was first developed by Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou."
"Gou Zi also said that in ancient times, both Taoist priests and scholars were very ambitious in learning. Every word and line was like a yellow bell and a big Lu. Unlike now, eggplants beaten by frost are like autumn insects.
, exuding a sour smell of a small family. Tens of thousands of years ago, the sages and scholars studied heaven and man and created words. Mr. Sanshan and Jiuhou carefully observed all the images. It seemed that there was a wild monster who specialized in studying the world of heaven and earth.
All the melody. It seems that it is the great monster of the fourteenth realm who later changed his name to Lu Fayan in the wild world, but unfortunately he was eaten?"
"Gouzi praised the masters behind this ship. They are very talented and talented. They are able to learn from everyone's strengths. They borrowed a little from here and stole a little from there. The night sailing ship has what it is today, with an archives.
Similar."
Having said this, Liu Xianyang clasped his fists and shook his head, "Gouzi, it's okay, it's okay."
The girl in the mink hat smiled brightly and returned the salute with her fists clasped, "Brother Liu, where are you?"
Liu Xianyang continued to shake his fist, "Here, here."
As expected of Lingxi City, both sides looked at each other. Xie Gou, hahaha. Liu Xianyang, hahaha.
Chen Ping'an glanced at Xiao Mo, who had a smile on his face. He went out and his Taoist monk looked like a fool. You don't care?
Xiao Mo obviously didn't want to care about it. Xie Gou and Liu Jianxian had the same personalities, and they were both very generous, so they naturally fell in love at first sight. They had already made an appointment on the way here. As long as the mountain master's wife didn't mind losing her status, Xie Gou would
Let's be bridesmaids together.
Xie Gou laughed and said: "The mountain master has fallen into a beauty's nest."
Liu Xianyang wiped his mouth and nodded: "I didn't come in vain. I didn't come in vain."
This Hongqiao was built within the palace. There were many female officials patrolling everywhere. They had curved eyebrows and plump cheeks, graceful figures, flowing trains and long sleeves. They were pink, white and dark green. They carried palace lanterns made of white paper and bamboo strips, with famous words and phrases written in red ink on the paper.
, accompanied by a few lines of graceful annotations in small regular script.
The residents of the city, in history, were not prominent people who held high positions in temples and dynasties, and advanced and retreated from hundreds of officials. They were all depressed and unsuccessful people with different talents and fates. Now they have become poor and lonely people living in remote rivers and lakes.
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Chen Ping'an was going to look at some secret files behind closed doors, and Xiao Mo followed. Liu Xianyang said he wanted to talk to Gou Zi about something, and Xie Gou tilted his mink hat, eh?
Of course, Chen Ping'an would not occupy the magpie's nest in the previous palace residence of the city lord. This kind of thing still needs to be discussed to avoid suspicion.
Although he, the city lord, has a code name, he can already access a considerable number of documents according to the regulations on night sailing.
Chen Ping'an put a bowl of glutinous rice wine on the table and treated it as a drink with anecdotes.
For no reason, I remembered that the boat trip across the sea that started from Hanging Mountain was a treasure-eating whale that owned several ancient broken secret realms.
It seems that Lu Tai is now following Zhang Fenghai and creating a new sect. Chen Ping'an is kneeling down to understand this process. Lu Tai, who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos, must be provoking and fanning the flames. As for Lu Tai
Why do these self-established Qingming Taoist officials cross the world at this time and choose to travel in the wilderness? It is probably a sign of proving their innocence? At the same time, let's sit back and watch, and then decide which side to bet on?
Chen Pingan took out a rough geographical map of Kan, with his hands in his sleeves, and his eyes wandered uncertainly on the map. The names of the mountains and rivers here have the same names as several worlds. Chen Pingan had an idea, stretched out his finger, and clicked on the map.
After a while, he said to himself: "Just choose this place to stay. How many years will you be able to practice Taoism?"
It is a mountain range. The mountain is called Di Lung and its ancient name is Zhong Nan.
Liu Xianyang and the girl in the mink hat walked out of the Hongqiao corridor and continued to climb up to look far into the distance. They came to the top of the high-rise building, where bells were ringing under the eaves and the wind was blowing.
Liu Xianyang leaned on the railing and said with a smile: "Bai Jing, since we are friends now, I will open the skylight and speak frankly. Do you mind?"
The girl in the mink hat grinned and said: "Maybe Bai Jing will mind, but Xie Gou definitely doesn't matter. Just tell me, whether it's reasonable or not, I'll listen to it."
Liu Xianyang nodded and said straight to the point: "Since you are the owner of the pair of weijia and the temporary guardian who replaced Xiaomo, why did Chen Ping'an encounter several dangerous sneak attacks that cannot be traced back to the source when he was in retreat at the Fuyaolu Dojo?
Lend this armor to Chen Ping'an for self-defense? Is it because the armor is of such high grade and so well-dressed that you can't take it off after you put it on?"
Xie Gou blinked his eyes and answered the question, "Does Liu Jianxian even know such secrets? In the wilderness, in the mountains, or in the outer world, I have never sacrificed this thing, let alone boasted to anyone that I own this treasure.
Who did Liu Jianxian hear it from? Master Chen? It can’t be him, the Master never does anything that makes things difficult for others. Xiaomi, it’s even more impossible. Could it be Tongye Suqingtong with that big mouth?”
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "The mountain people have their own clever tricks and can know people's affairs throughout the ages."
Xie Gou held up his mink hat and said: "I won't beat around the bush, I won't beat around the bush, I'll just tell you straight. Before I came to the wilderness, I made an agreement with Mr. Bai. When he fought with the young master to death, I
He had to rush back to help fight in the wilderness. Mr. Bai spoke cheerfully, saying that he would crawl over even if he was half dead. Bai Jing had a weird temper and was moody, but it was the most important promise. Once he broke the promise, he would feel guilty for a long time. This feeling was too uncomfortable.
I don’t want it to happen a second time. The weft armor I’m wearing is one of my trump cards. It’s not the kind of life-and-death battle that requires risking one’s life. It’s best not to show up, lest someone be careful. Prepare early for a fight. Realm
They are similar and have equal power, it just depends on who has more killer tricks."
Xie Gou snapped his fingers and said, "Before giving the real reason, I first invite Liu Jianxian to read some interesting almanacs."
In Liu Xianyang's heart lake, there were waves of turbulent waves without any warning, and along with the roar, hanging portraits suddenly erected on the lake surface.
Some of the pictures were blurry, but they all contained great spiritual meaning. Even Liu Xianyang had to steady his mind and condense a mustard seed of his mind to hold his breath and look inside, so as not to disturb his Taoist mind.
Some of them were seen by Bai Jing with her own eyes, and some were imagined by her. Different armors, different owners.
The Forger, one of the Twelve Highest Rankers in ancient times, based on the armor worn by one of the Five Supreme Beings, created three sub-genuine artifacts. Among them, the divine armor "Great Frost" was used during the battle to ascend to the sky.
It shattered and fell to the ground. The ancestor of the military strategist collected it and barely restored it to its original appearance. He secretly teamed up with one of the top ten giants in ancient times, her two direct disciples, spent countless material and resources to extend the Great Frost Armor, and finally successfully cast and forged it.
The three different shapes of "ancestral" armor are the "predecessors" of the three types of military armor pills in later generations. Therefore, the Jingwei armor, Jinwu armor and Shenren Chenglu Oujia are actually all fakes in a sense.
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "I am a kiln worker who makes porcelain. So the three armors, including the big frost armor, are official imitations. Later, the armors imitated by the ancestors of military strategists are civilian kilns?"
Xie Gou randomly appeared in Liu Xianyang's heart lake and gave a thumbs up, "This is a good metaphor."
Since today's topic started because of Sutra Armor, Liu Xianyang of course paid more attention to it. Looking at the appearance and attire of the characters on the hanging statue, Sutra Armor first came to the Western Buddhist country. Liu Xianyang asked: "It was worn by the eminent monk Shenqing."
Already?"
Xie Gou shook his head, "Whether Monk Chicken Soup is the owner of the Suit Armor, it's hard to say without having met him. But I can be sure that at least Monk Chicken Soup is not wearing Sutra Armor. He doesn't need it, otherwise it will be useless. In the battle to reach heaven,
On a certain main attack route, the ancient heaven once opened an offensive sword array, with trillions of flying swords, majestic torrential rain, and many stars were poked into sieves, and even directly crushed into powder on the spot. Liu Xianyang, do you think we are like this?
How does the Qigong Master deal with such a disaster?"
"There was the first Taoist priest in the world. Seeing this scene, he did not retreat but advanced. He quickened his pace and climbed up quickly, deliberately keeping a distance from all living beings. He came out of the yang god and walked into the yin god. The Taoist law was boundless. He had the universe in his sleeves and gathered his flying sword.
Countless, reversed Yin and Yang, turned them into their own use, threw out flying swords from one sleeve, created dazzling rivers of stars, and used force to attack the strong.
"Taoist priests recite precepts like songs, but they still never forget to preach."
"There was also a monk who had attained enlightenment under the bodhi tree. Following him, he took off an old piece of mended clothing and threw it away, covering the sky and the earth. The flying swords stabbed the clothes, making a sound like a beating.
drum."
"The monk's divinely pure and undefeated golden body is the most important thing to trace back to his origins and recognize his ancestors. Therefore, this old monk, who is said to best understand the origin of the ancestor's coming from the west, does not need to wear sutra armor at all."
Xie Gou jumped on the railing, sat down, leaned forward slightly, put his fists on his knees, "Oh, that swordsman leader who is one of the ten ancient heroes, has a profound Tao Qi in both offense and defense, and is stronger than all of us swordsmen.
To be even more powerful, he almost never speaks, his Taoist roots are mysterious and unknown, he climbs high with his sword, and defeats all the 127 formations set up in the heaven. His true body, one on the left and one on the right, is this
People are responsible for clearing all obstacles on the roads on both sides."
Liu Xianyang looked strange.
Xie Gou looked complicated and murmured: "Can you imagine that in the entire human world, all sentient beings feel the emotions in their hearts, as if... incense is lit everywhere, but they no longer pray to the gods, but instead hold in their hearts
A common hope.”
On the way to the sky, there was a huge crowd of scholars. From the earliest position in the center, they soon became the front line of the battle, fighting one after another and dying generously.
After a long silence, Liu Xianyang couldn't help but ask: "May I ask, where is the Taoist ancestor in this battle?"
Xie Gou smiled and said: "It's the same as before, how can it be the same? He will always live in isolation, more like a god than a god. In the past, there was a preaching without any sectarian views, and the ancient Taoist priests' team was winding like a long dragon.
To be continued...