The two people who were currently staying at the Empress's residence in the summer resort on Peiling Mountain seemed to have entered a chess game with an unpredictable outcome.
There are three options. Both sides fight to the death. Only one side will gain. The loser will most likely die.
One side gives in, for example Chen Pingan chooses to bear the consequences of killing the summer queen, or the scholar gets an advantage and refuses to behave and throw dirty water on Chen Pingan's head.
Or the two of them can each take a step back and leave the chess game of Peking Mountain together. This is what is called, you talk about the morality of the world, I talk about making peace and wealth, and both sides turn the spearhead and point at the other five monsters.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Are you not a demon? Are you the ghost spirit who eats evil in the ghost valley?"
The scholar patted his sleeves and said angrily: "A living person, a big living person, with a pure yang and righteousness. It's as good as fake. The previous method of subduing demons was just a side trick to scare you. You can walk around the world without hiding your identity."
How can the means be achieved?"
Chen Ping'an asked: "Then shall we form an alliance? Let's go find trouble with the Bichen Yuanjun nearby?"
The scholar's eyes were strange.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the bones of the Summer Empress on the ground, and it became clear that he was no longer on the right track, which was a bit of a leak.
Since the summer queen is dead, how can this peeling cave house not have any wealth? There is no reason to enter the treasure mountain and come back empty-handed. At first glance, it seems that he is not a monk who is good at robbing families and homes.
Chen Pingan changed the subject and asked with a smile: "You are so thoughtful, you must be familiar with the treasure house and secrets of this Guanghan Palace. How about we split the harvest from this mountain 50-50?"
The scholar shook his head and said: "In this Peeling Mountain, three to seven, you are three to seven, you are just squatting on the wall to watch the show, and I will give you three points, which is a lot. After killing the monsters on the other hills, it depends on their abilities and efforts.
Size, then make a decision."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Four or six."
The scholar hesitated, and finally showed a reluctant expression, pointing to the skeleton on the ground, and said: "Although the white bones of this summer queen are not the white jade bones of ghosts and spirits, they can absorb the sun and moon in the Ghost Valley.
The essence has been tempered for nearly a thousand years, and has been tempered to a point that is slightly better than the golden branches and jade leaves of the earthly immortals. I cherish it very much. After giving it to you, we will divide it again and again. The moral justice of the world is enough, right?"
Chen Ping'an sneered: "After I accept such a hot thing, it's like smearing yellow mud on my crotch. Shouldn't it be divided into four and six?"
Furthermore, the most precious thing among Shanze monsters is naturally the demon pill.
He must have been swallowed whole by the scholar and took the biggest advantage early.
The scholar pretended to be enlightened, patted his head, and apologized: "I made a mistake. Okay, let's split the account between four and six, and keep these bones here. Come on, I will take you to the Huoluoshan treasure house to search for rare treasures."
The entrance is right under the summer queen's mandarin duck couch. This female toad is not highly cultivated, but she still got a lot of treasures thanks to her concubine's reward and the compromises made by the other five monsters."
The scholar walked into the main door first.
Chen Pingan held the Sword Immortal behind him, jumped off the wall, followed the scholar, and with a wave of his sleeve, he collected the bones within easy reach.
The scholar stopped and turned around, with a surprised look on his face.
Chen Ping'an smiled and explained: "If the peeling mountain spirit accidentally sees it, wouldn't it be a bad thing? If the time comes, it will alert the snake and delay our next mission of killing monsters. I'd better put it away first."
The scholar smiled and said: "Then I still have to thank you?"
Chen Pingfang ignored it and looked around. There were many rare treasures in this extremely spacious boudoir. However, the makeup was a little heavy. The murals were actually some unsightly erotic pictures. They were very large and had to be one foot high. Fortunately, the paintings were
The man and woman in the middle are no more than the size of date stones. They represent both the emperor's palace and the brothel's sexual intercourse. In one painting, the man and woman are wearing Taoist robes. The man has an air of immortality and the woman is full of divine light, as if she is a Taoist couple.
Practicing Fangzhongshu, the scrolls and the dense regular script annotations, these are probably Zhu Lian's so-called fairy books?
The scholar kicked the huge mandarin duck couch, and with skillful force, it slid several feet away without making any sound.
The scholar squatted on the ground. There was a round piece of fine iron as bright as a mirror inlaid on the floor, as big as a basin. The scholar lowered his head and looked at it intently, as if he was trying to crack the mechanism.
The scholar turned around and looked away, furious. Good guy, he has finally learned what it means to be a gangster like a comb and a soldier to be like a grate. That green-shirted knight wearing a bamboo hat, not to mention the six paintings that hide the mysteries of cultivation.
The fairy picture actually included all the bottles and cans on the summer queen’s dressing table. Why, I’ve never seen money in my life? But the scholar quickly turned his head and continued to look at the spotless piece of treasure.
The mirror was made of strange fine iron, but there was a hint of gloom between the scholar's brows. He knew that he would have to walk into the treasure house of Guanghan Hall next and encounter real treasures, but he still plundered these worthless objects like this. Could it be that there are so many things so close at hand?
Body? A square-inch object does not have such a big appetite.
Chen Ping'an was still rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and asked: "First go and say that the Summer Empress is of the Moon Palace species. What do you mean?"
The scholar gently wiped the edge of the "round mirror" with one hand, kneading the secrets in his sleeve with his fingers, and kept doing mental calculations. He replied casually: "There are sun and moon in the sky and the earth. The moon is the sect of Yin-Jing. It is said that there was a moon palace in ancient heaven.
It is called Guanghan. In the Moon Palace, there are the laurel trees, rabbit spirits and toads, all of whom are ancestors of the Moon Palace species. Under the cool mist and the immortal energy, each of them has become a spirit. Like this summer queen, they are the descendants of the Moon Palace toads.
, it’s just like those dragons with thousands of species, varying in height, cloud and mud, Peeling Mountain is just a passable monster of the Moon Palace species.”
Chen Pingan praised: "You are very knowledgeable."
When the scholar was delving into the secrets of the treasure house's mechanism, Chen Ping'an did not get close to him. No matter how he searched for the treasures in the room, he always stayed ten steps away from him, which was an implicit attitude.
Chen Pingan picked a rosewood chair and sat down.
After hearing this, the scholar shook his head and sighed: "My life has a limit, but my knowledge has no limit."
Chen Ping'an said casually: "If there is no limit, then there is no limit. That's the end of it."
The scholar turned his head and glanced at Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an crossed his legs, twisted his wrist, took out the jade bamboo folding fan presented by Cui Dongshan, and gently fanned the breeze.
The scholar had turned his head, and he stretched out a finger and tapped the mirror surface gently. On the mirror surface, which was as round as the bright moon, something began to rise slowly.
It eventually turned into a palace-like building, like a pavilion rising in the bright moon.
Chen Pingan hurriedly put away the folding fan and went into the square objects. Regardless of any taboos, he came to the scholar's side and stared at the originally flawless fine iron. When he looked at it from a distance, he saw that it was a smooth mirror that had been tempered for thousands of times. How could he have thought of it?
Is there such a mystery? What makes Chen Pingan even more amazed is that even if he is concentrating on staring at this object, no matter how he looks at it, he still feels that the previous "fit" is too exaggerated. The scholar frowned, and took action again and again, and moved the
The closed door of the palace was pushed back and returned to the shape of a flat mirror. Chen Ping'an stared at it intently and marveled at how such exquisite casting techniques could exist in the world.
Chen Ping'an didn't care whether there might be three hundred taels of silver here, and said: "Don't worry, I won't sneak up on you."
The scholar sat cross-legged and said slowly: "It is undoubtedly a magic weapon created by the Mohist organ master. It is very old. This thing belongs to you. After it enters the treasure house, how about three or seven points? How about it?"
Chen Pingan nodded without hesitation, "Okay."
The scholar suddenly smiled and tapped the mirror with his fingers. In the blink of an eye, a miniature palace rose again, and the door of the mansion slowly opened, causing the entire building to begin to shine, making the two people's faces shine. Then
The whole floor began to creak. The scholar stretched out his hand, and a bright ball appeared in his hand, like a fairy holding a bright moon in his hand. Then he twisted his wrist and rubbed his hands together, and the palace on the surface of the bright moon became like a palace.
The secret realm of the fairy family shrinks back to the roots of the underground mountains.
A secret passage appeared on the floor. It was not dark, and the dim yellow light swayed slightly. It was probably a fairy method similar to that illuminated by lanterns in the mural city.
The scholar handed the ball in his hand to Chen Ping'an, "After three or seven minutes, it's agreed."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Of course."
Both of their movements were slightly stagnant.
One person passes things and another person receives them, both with one hand.
The scholar smiled slightly, and the other drooping sleeve moved slightly, and the vision subsided.
Chen Ping'an's hand, which was huddled in his sleeve and held a bunch of walnuts, also gently let go.
Only then did the treasures be handed over.
Chen Ping'an put the ball into the nearby objects and followed the scholar into the tunnel.
The tunnel extending all the way down is slightly damp, with a strong Yin Qi, and the walls are covered with moss. It is indeed a moon palace species building a secret lair.
Finally, the two came to a cave at the end.
There were two white skeletons sitting side by side, one tall and one low, one tall and one slender. They seemed to be a male and female Taoist couple. Their hands were close to each other and held tightly together. It was vaguely possible to see that the two died peacefully.
One has an imperial crown on his head and is wearing a pure yellow dragon robe, while the other has never worn a phoenix crown or robe, but only wears an immortal robe that is almost a Taoist robe but not a Taoist robe.
In addition, there are three boxes stacked in the corner.
The scholar frowned and said nothing while facing the two white bones.
Chen Pingan asked: "Is it a certain monarch on the losing side in the battle at the Skeleton Beach site?"
The scholar nodded and said: "It is very likely that he is the king of Longshan Kingdom. When he was young, he was a down-to-earth concubine and grandson. At that time, the largest sect in the south of Luzhou in Beiju was called Qingde Sect. The monks who achieved Taoism on the mountain were all known as
Yin Xian. The conflict between the two dynasties traced back to its origin. In fact, it was the internal strife of the Dezong of the Qing Dynasty, but it was kept secret by the immortal families in later generations. This monarch was determined to practice Taoism when he was young. He wore a white dragon fish suit and went to visit the mountain.
Immortal, there were thirty people in total who were accepted as direct disciples of Qing De Sect in the same year as him. At first, they were not very impressive, and they were just regarded as ordinary disciples of Cuiweifeng Ancestral Hall, but within a short period of time, the rest of Beiju Luzhou
The top of the mountain noticed something strange. Half of the thirty people were actually good talents from the earthly immortal embryos. The other half also had their own destiny and should not be underestimated. Therefore, the scene of the thirty people climbing the mountain to become their disciples attracted the attention of later generations.
Countless people have had daydreams, and there are poems from later generations to prove it, "With the sound of a drum, a golden door opens, and thirty immortal materials are covered with green hair." And this king of Longshan Kingdom is one of them. Among the proud men of heaven, he is still considered to be the most qualified.
He was a good leader, but it was a pity that the members of the royal family of Longshan Kingdom who were qualified to succeed the throne died one after another, so he had to go down the mountain. Although he was already in the Longmen realm, he still chose to cut off the Changsheng Bridge and inherit the throne. There are unofficial histories of barnyard officials circulating in the streets, saying that he
To be continued...