After Cui Dongshan stood still, he wiped his tears and trotted over, "Sir, I have been living and sleeping all the way, traveling around the world for more than a million miles. It has been hard work, too hard. Save this site. Students can't be with you. I can help you solve your worries. Damn it."
, it’s really damned.”
Lu Baixiang understood clearly and remembered that Chen Ping'an said that he had an "anonymous" disciple who was studying at the Cliff Academy in Sui Dynasty. He knew how to play chess and could learn from each other if there was an opportunity.
Chen Ping'an turned around and sat back on the bench. Pei Qian, who still had the yellow paper talisman on his forehead, hesitated for a moment, vacated his seat, and went to sit next to Sui's right side.
Cui Dongshan strode across the threshold, but did not sit next to Chen Pingan. He first went to the kitchen to find a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and finally sat on a bench with Lu Baixiang. Cui Dongshan was about to pick up a piece of porridge.
of fermented bean curd, and suddenly put down his chopsticks, "The student is so heartbroken that he can no longer use chopsticks."
Chen Ping'an got straight to the point and asked: "Did you follow the content of the letter I sent to Li Baoping? But why did you come to Qingluan Country? Anyway, I have to go to the Cliff Academy to find you. It's for this.
A debate on Buddhism and Taoism?"
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The chickens are pecking each other for food. What's the point? I'm afraid I might accidentally..."
In the eyes of everyone, the young god with a loud tone suddenly slapped himself in the face, "If you don't brag, you will die."
After that, Chen Ping'an didn't ask any questions, and Cui Dongshan just took off his chopsticks like flying and didn't eat less.
After the meal, Zhu Lian and Pei Qian cleared the table. Cui Dongshan asked the rickety old man if he wanted to help. Zhu Lian politely said no. Cui Dongshan said "Oh" and followed Chen Ping'an to leave the house and walk to the courtyard.
Lu Baixiang asked, "When I have some free time later, can I have a chat with you?"
Cui Dongshan didn't turn his head and waved his hand, "I won't do it."
When the young man in white clothes left the sight, everyone felt relieved.
Zhu Lian stood at the door of the kitchen, rubbing his hands to wipe away the water stains, looking at Wei Xian who was sitting on the steps, and asked with a smile: "How do you say it?"
Wei Xian said calmly: "Whoever sees Yuanyu."
Lu Baixiang asked Sui Youyou, "Do you think this person thinks I am not qualified to talk to him, or is he afraid of embarrassing himself?"
Sui Zuoyi answered the question, "This skin is a little weird."
Pei Qian poked his head around the door of the main room, as if he was still hiding from the handsome young man in flowing white clothes, fearing that he would come out from the corridor in the blink of an eye.
It seems that he is really afraid of this person.
It only took one meal for Pei Qian to regard Cui Dongshan as a scourge.
Chen Ping'an took Cui Dongshan for a walk in the alleys of the village. The ground was covered with bluestone slabs as smooth as a mirror. Cui Dongshan followed Chen Ping'an obediently. The dark alley between two towering walls was filled with green
On the ground, the teacher and the student looked like two white birds.
Cui Dongshan quickened his pace and walked side by side with Chen Ping'an. He held his back with one hand and slapped the wall with the other. He said softly: "I heard that Mr. Du Mao, a great monk in the Ascension Realm, has obtained a Yang God Body. This is equivalent to the Immortal Realm.
The monk's physique and tenacity are comparable to those of a Nine Realm martial artist, not to mention that this immortal relic has long been built and managed for Du Mao like a small cave paradise. Whoever can occupy the magpie's nest will surely be among the top five.
The road to the border is smooth.”
Chen Pingan asked: "I heard? Who did you listen to?"
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The mountain master has his own clever plan, and the disciple has his own way."
Chen Pingan asked directly: "Do you want this immortal body?"
Cui Dongshan looked complicated, shook his head and said: "The skin I am currently wearing is the remains of an immortal left over from ancient times, and it is some kind of dragon body from the land of ancient Shu. Compared with Du Mao's Yang God body, it is much rarer.
Worse than that. It's just a priceless good thing. Who doesn't get greedy after seeing it? If the teacher takes pity on the student and gives the immortal's body to the student with a wave of his hand, the student will definitely shed tears of gratitude and work for the teacher...
…”
Chen Pingan asked: "Where can I find a powerful ghost worthy of a pair of immortal remains? A heroic spirit from an ancient battlefield site? Or some handsome ghost king from the Jingguan mass graves?"
Cui Dongshan said with a playful smile: "It turns out that sir is quite familiar with the matter of doves occupying magpie's nests, but the student has some bad news to tell you. There are countless sinister soldiers lingering in the ancient battlefields, and tens of thousands and dozens of people are buried there.
Even if it is a mass grave for thousands of people who died in vain, the thing that was born is still too small. In terms of cultivation, if it is stretched to death, it will be a Nascent Soul ghost. It cannot hold down the remains of an immortal at all. Once inside, it will be a pot of oil and a prison of water.
, the two erode each other, and neither one is good. So in the final analysis, it still depends on the gentleman's face and luck, whether he can find a yin object with inherently tough bones and extremely hard bones. As for the level of the yin object and ghost, it is not important.
.”
Chen Pingan silently remembered it in his heart, and then said: "We are about to leave for the capital of Qingluan Kingdom. On the way, we may pass by a large governor's palace. We may not come to visit, but the other party may take the initiative to come to us. Let me tell you these first.
clear."
Cui Dongshan bowed his hands and said, "I'll let you do whatever you want. The students have no objections."
For half a decade after leaving the village, Cui Dongshan went up and down the mountains and rivers. Apart from talking some flattery to Chen Ping'an, Cui Dongshan had no interaction with Pei Qian and the four picture scrolls, and had almost no words.
It was like there was just one more follower who was idle all day long. Except for the unusual appearance that day, Cui Dongshan's performance since then was really mediocre and mediocre. When Lu Baixiang and Sui Youyou played against each other, they couldn't even make it.
In the past, Pei Qian didn't even look when he used his crazy sword skills. When Zhu Lian lit the fire and cooked, he never helped. He just followed Chen Ping'an all day long.
On this day, they arrived at a small county town. There was a Wenwu Temple inside. However, the incense in the Confucian Temple was dim, while the incense in the Wu Temple was full. It was said that it could bless people and make them rich. It was extremely effective. So, how could the incense not be strong?
The Wu Temple, which is noisy during the day, becomes much quieter after nightfall. Unlike other local temples, the Wen Mo Temple is generally open at night. Chen Pingan, who was resting in the county town that day, took Cui Dongshan to the Wen Mo Temple in the night.
, and asked the four people from the picture scroll to stay at the inn to protect Pei Qian.
The two went to the Confucian Temple first to worship a civil servant with the posthumous title Wenzhen Gong in the history of Qingluan Kingdom. He once served as an official in the local state and county and benefited the country. Confucian temples large and small nearby often enshrine this person.
The reason why he visited the Confucian Temple at night was that Chen Pingan had previously been on a distant ridge, overlooking the county town. If he looked carefully, he could vaguely find that there were dark clouds in the sky in two places in the city, and the evil spirit was rising, and then slowly permeated the county town. Chen Ping'an
After Pingan noticed something strange, Cui Dongshan casually pointed out the secret there: "The Wenwu Temple was poisoned and used as a forcible transport by the monks to steal someone's blessing. If there are people in the city who are born with some spiritual qualifications,
Maybe recently, when I went to burn incense, I could see the statues of civil and military saints shedding blood and tears at a certain moment, or I was warned by two local gods in my dreams at night."
It's just that after Chen Pingan and his party went to the Confucian Temple, except for the slightly strong Yin Qi, there was no sign of the gods appearing. They were lifeless and were just clay statues with little incense.
When leaving, Cui Dongshan explained with a smile: "We are outsiders after all. We have never offered incense in the Confucian Temple. This local deity is spiritually weak and has declined. Even if he wants to show up, it is difficult to talk to us.
And he has doubts about us, so it is better to hide and wait for death than to leave the golden body, only to be caught by a Qi practitioner with evil intentions and restrained with the method of restraining the soul and commanding the gods. This is not the same as throwing himself into a trap and ending up
Maybe it would be worse than having the golden body destroyed."
When he arrived at the Martial Arts Temple, Chen Pingan's heart tightened. Although there were no sticks of incense lit by the common people in the temple, Chen Pingan looked intently and saw that there was still a vigorous scene of incense curling up. However, in the seemingly prosperous scene, there was something hidden.
With a chilly and cold breath, cooking oil in a fierce fire is not a long-term solution. Not only that, Chen Pingan went to the big incense burner to look at the remaining incense, twisted a piece out, and soon turned into ashes on his fingertips, exuding
A slightly fishy smell.
Cui Dongshan had already stepped straight into the threshold of the hall. He put his hands behind his back and stared carefully at the golden statue of the one-foot-tall statue. After all, it was enshrined in the small county martial arts temple. There was not so much gold foil to decorate the facade, so the clay statue would not be too big.
Gao. The god who is stuck deep in the mud is in a deep sleep. He is either giving dreams to the local people, parents and officials, or working hard to deal with the infiltration of incense from unscrupulous sources.
After Chen Ping'an walked into the hall, Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand, waved his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Sir, you can take this opportunity to see the manifestation of martial arts in this world."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Pingan heard a "ding-dong" sound in his heart.
Looking up, I saw a golden water droplet dripping from a high place, and finally fell into the incense burner at the foot of the statue, causing ripples.
But Chen Pingan waited for a long time, and no more golden raindrops fell from the sky.
Cui Dongshan sneered and said: "This is the martial arts destiny of the Tang family in the Qingluan Kingdom. If it were the Lu family in the early years, in any martial arts temple, there would be raindrops falling, almost forming a continuous line. This is different from the scene of the Lu family in the early years.
The level of a god has nothing to do with it. It is only linked to the length of a country and its martial arts. Moreover, for ordinary Qi practitioners, even if you are an earthly immortal, you still can't tell. I just know some ancient secrets.
I also learned a few skills about Shinto incense from the medicine shop old god before I could make it manifest. As for Shushui Country and Caiyi Country that my husband has visited before, it is not as good as a drop of incense gold in a stick of incense.
In the liquid Qingluan Kingdom, maybe two or three sticks of incense can condense a drop."
Sure enough, after Chen Ping waited quietly for a stick of incense, another golden incense symbolizing martial arts raindrops fell.
Chen Pingan was a little surprised. Back in Old Dragon City, Sword Spirit said that Pei Qian was a "martial arts embryo". It was the first time Chen Pingan heard of this title.
After contacting Cui Dongshan's statement tonight, it becomes a little clearer. I want to tell you at a glance how much the essence of incense is every month. There are many spiritual grass and fairy trees in the fairy cave on the mountain to help manifest and check the luck of the mountains and rivers.
The number of them has different approaches but the same purpose.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Are you waiting for me to ask what the Daliwu Temple is like?"
Cui Dongshan cupped his hands and clasped his fists, lowered his head and said with a smile: "Sir, you are very knowledgeable about the world. This trip has only been a few years, and you have such a character. You are worthy of being a genius and a god."
Chen Ping'an glanced at Cui Dongshan, hesitated, and then asked: "Isn't the martial arts temple scene of the Daduan Dynasty in Central China with a female warrior goddess more spectacular than that of Yu Lu's home country?"
Cui Dongshan laughed loudly, "This is natural. Otherwise, how could the Liu family, the god of wealth in Aaizhou, be willing to bet on the Daduan Dynasty? In addition to merchants and strategists among hundreds of schools of thought, there are actually many academics who chose Daduan.
dynasty."
Cui Dongshan immediately felt a little regretful, "Aside from the 'local martial arts temple, watching luck with drops of water', you can actually see more at the authentic martial arts temple in the capital of a country, and you can even see the increase, decrease, and ups and downs that occur because of someone."
.”
Cui Dongshan walked to the threshold of the martial arts temple and sat down. He looked up at the statue of a military commander who was in a bad situation and had a dim luster. He said with emotion: "In my early years, I heard about the Daduan Dynasty. After a young man with terrible martial arts skills appeared, he was led by his master.
To be continued...