The young Taoist held the jade token with sweat in his hand and made his way into the crowded sea. He was scolded countless times along the way. When a deacon from Dajiao Mountain who was standing near the seat in the Tianzi room noticed such a stupid young man,
He walked over with a straight face and was about to ask a question when he saw the young man spreading his hands and revealing the exquisite jade plate with the number Tianzi Fang B engraved on it. The deacon immediately showed a pleasant face and asked in a low voice: "
But the residents of Room B?"
After more than half a month, Dajioshan Kunchuan had a general understanding of the appearance of the distinguished guest in the Tianzi Room, so the deacon asked this question.
The young Taoist mustered up the courage and said: "The small road to Zhangshan, now you have experienced it. Although it is a distant branch of the Longhushan Zhang family, it has not been officially included in the Juluzhou Longhushan Lower Sect and the Qingci Sect's registered Taoist certificate."
Chen Ping'an, who lives in Room B, is...a friend. I'm late for something, so I have to go find the two girls, Chun Shui Qiushi."
After saying the words, the young man regretted a little. He felt that he was too impulsive and abrupt. He should not have accepted the jade card without knowing what was good. The young man was delicate and introverted. He liked to dig into the corners of the earth when thinking about problems. He was a little crazy for a while.
, I feel like everything is like this, I am so enthusiastic about learning skills, and killing demons and demons is also based on my emotions. It is still the case now.
While the young man carrying the Taomu Sword felt regretful and frightened, the deacon felt relieved and smiled even more. He turned sideways and stretched out his hand, indicating that the young Taoist could move forward. The middle-aged deacon said respectfully: "Master Zhang Xian, please
Come with me."
After walking to the seat and hearing about the situation, Chun Shui took the initiative to give up his chair, and a red sandalwood chair was added to Dajiu Mountain. The young Taoist sat down, as if he was dreaming.
Because the graceful maid had just left the chair, and after he sat down, there was still residual warmth, which made the young Taoist feel uneasy. The thin-skinned man blushed a little, and quickly moved his buttocks.
He dared to sit on the edge of the chair, as if he had insulted the girl by not doing so.
Qiushi was a little funny when she saw this scene.
Although Chun Shui was wondering why Chen Ping'an had a relationship with this down-and-out Taoist priest, she didn't show anything on her face. She sat on the newly added chair next to the young Taoist priest. As a maid from a powerful fairy family, she had learned to observe words and emotions.
It was an introductory skill, Qiushi could see it, and of course the spring water would not be missed. She pursed her lips slightly, and for no reason made this Taoist priest on the edge of Longhu Mountain, whom she had seen many times at the observation deck, do it with her guest Chen Pingan.
In contrast, Chen Ping'an, who was born in poverty and traveled on a long boat, and saw the world for the first time, but who is younger, is obviously much calmer and will never be so embarrassed.
The young Taoist priest felt anxious and suddenly remembered something. He quickly turned around and handed over the jade pendant, "Girl, this is Chen Ping'an's jade pendant. I'll give it back to you."
Chun Shui did not accept the jade plaque without permission, and said softly: "Master Chen, please go back as soon as you go. I'll trouble Master Zhang to return it yourself."
Staring at those rippling eyes at such a close distance, Taomu Kendao blushed abnormally again, and withdrew his hand with a shudder. His demeanor and the demeanor of an immortal master were completely gone.
The young Taoist was very thirsty. Unfortunately, he only saw a plate of tea leaves but no tea. He was too embarrassed to ask for it, so he had to hold it in.
The young girl Qiushi, who had always found this young Taoist priest interesting, grabbed a piece of bitter bird's tongue herbal tea, put it into her mouth, and said: "Master Zhang Xian, this is how you can eat this tea. It does not require the trouble of making tea on the stove."
Chun Shui was a little helpless, but it was not easy to teach her sister about her rudeness and recklessness right now.
But she knows very well that if you are a narrow-minded and extreme person, you will have to hold a grudge.
Fortunately, the young Taoist had a gentle personality, but his face turned red. He reached out and picked up two tea leaves with his fingers, put them into his mouth, and chewed them gently.
Then the young man's face became extremely wonderful.
It's like a child eating sour orange or coptis for the first time. He can't wait to tremble all over.
Qiushi covered her mouth and smiled, teasing this young Taoist priest, it was so fun.
Chun Shui was a little confused.
A detail that the young Taoist revealed unintentionally was that of twisting an object with two fingers, with the index finger at the bottom and the middle finger at the top. It was clearly an action of picking up pieces in chess for many years, so it was so natural and unconscious.
If you are a low-level qigong practitioner who comes from a poor family, you may not even have a chance to look at the chessboard. After all, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all the things of the rich. Even if you become a mountain person, playing chess requires concentration and concentration.
At the end of the day, a Qi practitioner who has reached the fifth level will never be distracted by learning chess unless he has liked it since childhood. Is it important to cultivate one's sentiments? Or is it more important to increase one's cultivation level by dripping water through stone?
Chun Shui knew something from the slightest hint, and she felt that this was the really interesting place.
Chen Pingan, who lives in Tianzihao House, is a young man from the alleys, but he can stand on the observation deck every day, practice boxing and look at the sea of ​​clouds.
As for this shy young Taoist, he was probably a disciple of a noble family who had been immersed in scholarly family for many years. His status in the world was not too bad. Unfortunately, it was not enough for him on the mountain where the gods gathered. In the end, he could only walk on the deck of the Kun ship.
Chun Shui accidentally saw the child in the front row, held in the arms of a timid man, and turned to smile at her.
Chun Shui responded with a polite smile.
She was thinking that the first big test in the world would be reincarnation, right?
The child was thinking that such a good-looking young lady should be bought home and used as a personal maid. In winter, when his hands got cold while reading books, he asked her to help cover them.
The child, who looked like his father, tugged on the woman's sleeve. Although the woman usually looked arrogant, she was extremely doting on the child. She smiled, lowered her head and leaned towards the child, and the child softly expressed her thoughts.
The woman turned her head and glanced at Chunshui behind her, her eyes indifferent, and then smiled at her son: "The qualifications are so poor that she doesn't even have to think about it. No matter how many treasures of heaven and earth are piled up for her, it is still delusional.
It’s okay, wait until you get off the boat at Old Dragon City, and my mother will find you a girl from the cave realm to be your maid.”
The woman said that she wanted a woman from the middle five realms to be a maid. Not only did the child believe it, but no one around her thought it was absurd.
The woman's words were not hidden, and Chun Shui's face was pale.
There is no hope of reaching the fifth level in my life.
This made her feel desperate.
The woman suddenly turned her head again and glanced at Qiushi, "Hey, this little girl still has some hope, but she doesn't seem to be fertile at first glance. She's not as happy as the previous one. Son, do you like this one? If so, mother.
You can buy it from Dajioshan."
The child followed the woman's line of sight and turned to look at her, with a look of disgust on his face: "She's skinny and skinny, almost like my mother. I don't like her."
The tall but skinny woman was not annoyed at all. She rubbed the child's head and laughed happily, like an owl wailing on the branches, which was terrifying.
Qiushi looked confused.
My sister's eyebrows were lowered, her beautiful hands with fingers as green as green onions were folded on her knees, and her veins were visible.
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Although he had a good impression of the Taoist nun, Chen Ping'an still used his mind and took the initiative to contact Chu Yi Fifteen in Yang Jian Hu.
After getting the response, I finally calmed down.
Whether a pie is falling from the sky or a stone is falling, you have to be careful.
In the past, every time Old Yao drank, he liked to say some words that his disciples and apprentices liked to hear. At that time, Liu Xianyang would feel impatient. The other disciples of the old man just felt that the old guy who talked drunkenly was worse than
Always keep a straight face when teaching others and be kind and approachable. As for what is said, you won't care.
Everyone has his or her own destiny. The thick ones are on the stone pavement of Taoye Lane on Fulu Street. Not to mention windy or rainy weather, even if a knife falls from the sky, you will not be afraid of being unable to walk. The thin ones are on the alleys.
A dirt road will become muddy even if it rains a little bit. What is even thinner is just a layer of paper, which can be broken easily. Even if God gives you a good thing, it will become a bad thing because you can't hold it.
Chen Pingan would sit in the furthest place every time and keep it in his heart silently.
What's interesting is that Old Man Yao is usually the most reluctant to say anything to his apprentice Chen Pingan, but Chen Pingan listens best to what he says and is the most willing to take it seriously.
It's rare for a bad person to do a good thing. How many people can wait for it? But if a good person does a bad thing, as long as it happens to him, it's probably too late to cry.
Chen Ping'an doesn't want this meeting, it's some conspiracy.
If it was a bad thing that could not be escaped, then he guessed that it was most likely the sword in the locust wood sword box behind him. Even if Wei Bo, Ruan Qiong and Old Man Yang worked together to cover it up, there were still clues.
Chen Pingan slowly climbed up the stairs and opened the door. There was no Taoist Aunt Shen Gaozong in the main hall. He looked around and finally saw the woman standing at the study table.
The beautiful Taoist nun was wearing a Taoist robe, but she took off her fishtail crown, which she had never changed all year round, and turned it into a lotus crown. Shenggao Sect, where she belongs, is a rather weird existence within the Taoist tradition, and the system is complex.
It is mixed, the inheritance is confusing, and the three Taoist religions all have incense, which is a confusing account.
He Xiaoliang put one hand on the desk and said straight to the point: "Chen Ping'an, I came to you this time because I was entrusted by someone. Lu Zhang..."
The word "teaching" was almost blurted out, but He Xiaoliang changed his words with a normal expression: "Lu Chen, that is, the Taoist who once went to Mu Ping Lane, he is in Longquan Town now, but it is not convenient to see you.
You want me to come and get back a prescription, but the last one, the one with the four-character red seal, and besides that, you want me to return it to you..."
Having said this, He Xiaoliang smiled slightly and said, "A snake gallstone. From now on, you and he are written off. You take your Yangguan Road, and he takes his single-plank bridge. He said personally, 'If we have a chance to meet again in the future,
You can sit down and enjoy a glass of wine.'"
Chen Ping'an let out a sigh of relief that fell back to his stomach, and another breath stuck in his throat.
It was not for the sword that Ruan Qiong forged, but for himself alone.
He Xiaoliang smiled and said: "He finally asked me to tell you that from now on, take care of yourself and remember to stop and get off the boat at Nanjian Country."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Okay."
He Xiaoliang pointed to the table in the main hall, and the two sat opposite each other. He Xiaoliang thought for a while, and with a touch of his palm, there appeared on the table a jade seal passed down by the country after the country's collapse. It was square and square, with a smooth and round texture.
It is a very close thing, and it is even rarer to see than the already quite rare square-inch thing. The young Cui Chan carried one with him. When he was on the top of the east mountain of Sui Academy, he took out dozens of magic weapons from it. After one night,
He became known as the "ancestor of the Cai family".
Then He Xiaoliang reached out and lifted it again. Above the jade seal that was very close to him, there was an ancient inkstone engraved with cloud seals suspended. Then an ancient jade book came out of the ancient inkstone. Finally, a small lotus leaf floated out from the ancient book.
Leaf, at the end, a snake gallstone rolled out from the lotus leaf of Fangcunwu. It was the one that Chen Ping'an gave to He Xiaoliang to give to Lu Chen.
To be continued...