Shen Lin smiled and shook his head.

However, she already had the intention of leaving, so she invited the young man to visit Nanxun Water Palace when he was free.

Chen Pingan nodded and agreed,

Then she felt helpless. Li Liu said she wanted to go to the main city and then come to Fushui Island. But after going there, she probably left Dragon Palace Cave Heaven and Shuilong Sect directly.

Asked Li Yuan, Li Yuan only said he didn't know.

Shen Lin said goodbye and left, walking towards the shore. The water mist rose under his feet. In an instant, he returned to the carriage, turned the horse's head, and drove away at lightning speed. After running through the waterway for several miles, it seemed as if he was running into the waterway under the lake. The carriage, together with the accompanying maids, civil and military figures, suddenly disappeared.

Li Yuan slowly looked back, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

If this young man was a little smarter, or a little less smart, Shen Lin would not only invite him to visit the Nanxun Water Palace, but she would definitely have a gift that she would never accept without accepting it. kind, and the gift will definitely be justified and reasonable. At least it will be a treasure from the old collection of Nanxun Water Palace. It is a first-class water magic treasure with a rank close to that of a semi-immortal soldier. Because this gift is not actually given to this person. It belongs to the young man, but it is like a tribute carefully prepared by local officials, presented to the owner of the "Three Feet of Sweet Rain" jade plaque. Once "Mr. Chen" is willing to accept it, Shen Lin will not feel distressed at all, but will also feel better Shen Lin was grateful for the gift. As long as he expressed his thoughts, even if the Nanxun Water Palace was demolished in half, Shen Lin would definitely still have a big gift to give him.

It's a pity that "Mr. Chen" quietly missed a blessing.

Is there any cultivator in the world who despises the immortal family for not having enough precious treasures? Just like these gods of mountains and rivers, who despises the essence of incense?

I think should not be.

What's even more pity is that he, Li Yuan, can't say anything to remind him. Otherwise, if he is not careful, he will go too far, which will only harm Shen Lin, whose golden body has already rotted like a piece of mud and rotten wood, and will also make him, a little water, eat up. No need to walk around.

Chen Pingan watched the car drive away together. Next to him stood a young man in a yellow shirt and leather boots. His fleeting complex expression was quietly caught by Chen Pingan.

Li Yuan took out a secret letter and said: "Mr. Chen, this is a reply from your hometown. From the time the letter is sent to the time it is received, the Shuilong Sect will not notice anything."

In fact, this letter is a bit heavy to acquire.

This is the relationship between mountains and rivers.

Because there is a clever mountain and water restriction set up on the letter by a mountain god.

As Dadu Shuizheng, it is inevitable to feel a little "hot" when holding this letter.

Chen Ping'an took the secret letter and smiled knowingly when he saw the four big characters on the envelope.

The four characters are the "master's inspiration".

At first glance, it is the handwriting of his disciple who was the founder of the mountain. The handwriting is just like his master, and the workmanship is neat. It is obvious that he put down the pen with great care.

Chen Pingan first put the secret message into his sleeve.

Li Yuan was about to leave. After all, that person had said that Mr. Chen would practice pure practice here and no one was allowed to disturb him.

The gods of Nanxun Water Temple came here for a parade. After landing for a moment, Li Yuan actually felt a little guilty. He just thought that this young man was walking with an umbrella. He shouldn't be among the "Qing Xiu", right?

As soon as Shen Lin left, the rain quickly resumed over Fushui Island.

Chen Pingan held up the umbrella, and Li Yuan smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, don't worry about me."

Chen Ping'an hesitated to speak, and quickly gave up the idea of ​​asking questions.

Do you know the approximate height of Mrs. Shen’s seat in the Dragon Palace Cave, and what is its significance? Do you really need to pick up the thread?

It doesn't seem like this is necessary.

Li Yuan's old age cannot be concealed, and the golden body of the Queen of Nanxun Water Palace is on the verge of being broken. He, Chen Ping'an, came over and picked up one or two threads buried deep in the water. Knowing the facts, if they fit Or if you violate some of your own principles, do you need to take care of it? When there are many external things that you know or don’t know, you just go to find trouble. Is it another extreme for a cultivator to completely ignore external things?

Chen Pingan feels that as long as he can figure out this fundamental context, it will be a major spiritual cultivation for him.

Thinking about it this way, Chen Ping'an would actually envy those people who were extremely determined in their "inquiry" from the beginning.

If you don’t care about good and evil, right and wrong, just talk about your true heart.

For example, Lin Shouyi fell in love with the book "Langlang Book on the Cloud" at first sight.

And the girl Zhu Lu who has clear goals and decisive actions.

Li Yuan asked: "Mr. Chen, you seem to have some doubts?"

This is nonsense.

A practitioner who has no doubts or worries will never go out for a walk under an umbrella when it rains after eating a full meal. Moreover, he will stop and go, feeling uneasy, and occasionally he will pick up an extra hiking pole.

Like writing or drawing symbols on the ground.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I'm a little anxious waiting for a reply from my hometown, but it's nothing."

Li Yuan didn't ask any more questions.

Chen Ping'an and Li Yuan parted ways, returned to their residence, put away their oil-paper umbrellas and leaned outside the door. The heavy rain had not stopped yet.

After gently shaking off the traces of rain on my body, I entered the room and sat down, then opened the envelope and found two letters inside.

Zhu Lian carefully replied to the current situation in Luolu Mountain and the situation around Longquan County.

Pei Qian only talked about trivial matters in the letter.

In fact, as soon as he received this reply, Chen Pingan already knew the great news.

Wei Bo has already broken through.

Otherwise, Secret Letter would not have a mountain ban unique to Piyun Mountain.

Chen Pingan did not open the letter. Instead, he got up and left the house, walked under the eaves, and looked at the rain curtain between heaven and earth.

When it rains in the world, take shelter from the rain at home and shelter from the rain elsewhere. Either hold an umbrella and walk, otherwise you will only get wet in the rain.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the wall.

There may be some truth to it, that is, the oil-paper umbrella does not need to be taken out when the weather is fine.

When it rains, hold an umbrella again.

But in the market, no one knows when it will rain, so it has become a troublesome choice to carry an umbrella with you anytime and anywhere. Carrying it with you will somewhat increase the burden. On a sunny day, you can hold it in your hand and give it to others.

Seeing it, it’s even more outrageous.

As a Buddhist monk walking on the mountain, there is no need to hold an umbrella to protect yourself from the rain.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and scratched his head, feeling a little sad.

After thinking about it, his last thought when he turned around and walked towards the house was that it would be great if the heavy rain came with Grain Rain money. But if that didn't work, he could just use Snow money.

Not long after Li Yuangang left for the Sea of ​​Clouds, Shen Lin, the Goddess of Water, arrived shortly afterwards.

As long as they deliberately conceal the whereabouts of the two people in the Dragon Palace Cave, even the two Nascent Soul monks guarding the place from the Water Dragon Sect will not have any clues.

Neither of the two Jade Pure Realm monks from the Water Dragon Sect chose to guard the foundation of the sect all year round.

This is a kind of silent tribute to the water god Li Yuan and the water god Shen Lin.

Sun Jie, the sect leader, will not enter this place except for the Jinlu Dojo, which has the highest standard every time, and other jade and Huanglu dojos.

Compared to the Northern Sect, the Southern Sect Shao Jingzhi had a better relationship with the Nanxun Shuidian and would come to see Shen Lin every few years.

Shen Lin looked complicated, "Li Yuan, can't you just say something casually?"

Li Yuan just smiled and said nothing.

Even if the answer is "can't", it is enough for Shen Lin to guess the answer in the right direction.

But Li Yuan said nothing. From the beginning to the end, even Mr. Chen only said that he was one of the sons of two old friends. Shen Lin only needed to be called "Mr. Chen", so she had no way to determine the truth.

As long as she is not sure about this old man from Nanxun Water Palace, if she does anything unnecessary, she is gambling with her life.

Shen Lin changed his approach and asked tentatively: "Shall I ask Shao Jingzhi?"

Li Yuan smiled and said: "Whatever."

Shen Lin's golden eyes, with strands of light flowing out of his eyes, stared at his colleague Shui Zheng.

Li Yuan looked calm.

One is Dadu Shuizheng, and the other is a goddess who serves in the summer palace.

The rankings of the two sides are roughly the same, just like a wealthy family at the foot of the mountain, one is in charge of the incense in the ancestral hall, and the other is the maid in charge of the chores in the courtyard.

No one can control anyone, and no one is an indispensable big shot.

Once Shen Lin really went to ask Shao Jingzhi, at least it would be a trivial matter smaller than sesame seeds and mung beans. At worst, once that person knew about Shen Lin's move and was unhappy, he would be investigating privately. If that person's whereabouts were punished by death, then Shen Lin, whose golden body could survive for two to three hundred years, would not have to worry about the decay of his golden body. It would be gone with just a slap.

It's not that Li Yuan doesn't want to help Shao Jingzhi survive this disaster, but he doesn't dare. Isn't he the Clay Bodhisattva who can't save himself when crossing the river?

By agreeing to her landing on Fushui Island, Li Yuan had already filled his golden body with a few hearts and gallbladders, showing his utmost benevolence and justice.

Shen Lin smiled bitterly and said: "They say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. You and I have been neighbors for so many years..."

Li Yuan's face was gloomy, and he frowned and said: "Shen Lin, the goddess of the Summer Water Palace, I advise you to stop in moderation!"

Shen Lin was frightened and could only bow and apologize.

Li Yuan walked away with a puff of his sleeves.

Shen Lin sadly left the sea of ​​clouds, returned to the lake, used his magical power to divert water, and returned home.

When we arrived at the magnificent water palace at the bottom of the lake, which was as big as a dynasty city, we did not go straight to her residence. Every time we went in and out, we still had to pass through the gate with the plaque "Good weather" hanging on it, and we could only use the side door. .

That gate has never been opened. Even if the leader of the Water Dragon Sect pays a visit, even the successive heads of the Yang family of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, and Li Cai, the Sword Immortal of Duckweed and Sword Lake, come to this majestic water mansion, they can still only walk through the side entrance.

After Shen Lin stepped through the side door, his figure disappeared in a flash, and he came to the flower garden of his own courtyard. There were all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs planted in it. The rare birds that shuttled among the flowers and sang on the branches were even more impressive in Haoran. The world has long been extinct.

A goddess appeared and reported, "Mother, Nanzong Shao Jingzhi is here to visit. Do you want to see me or not?"
To be continued...