There was originally only one gate leading to the Sword Qi Great Wall in Xuanxuan Mountain. Now a larger gate has been opened, and there is a lot less excitement over the old gate.
In the words of the man holding the sword, it is like the new and hate the old, which breaks people's hearts.
The very senior Taoist boy was still sitting there reading a book written by a frustrated scholar. He reached out and caught a handful of the bright moonlight, caging it next to the person and the book, like a firefly illuminating the book.
Last time, the young man in white had his brain pinched by a door panel and kicked by a donkey. I was so disgusted by this young man's story. I just told him that it was an abridged version of an erotic novel about talented people and beautiful women.
, which made him unable to relax for several days, and he couldn't lift his spirits by reading any book, so he had to give up this little fun and could only be in a daze every day.
I just endured not reading for a month and it was really boring, so after I started reading again, I just took a pile of books and put them next to me, and I read them obsessively day and night.
Although the little Taoist boy is a fairy, he reads slowly and carefully. Even though he has a photographic memory, he still likes to frequently turn to the front pages and take a few glances.
The sword-holding man guarding the other side of the gate, holding a long sword in his arms, strolled to the side of the small Taoist boy. When he thought that this was considered sabotage, he ran back again, placed the long sword on the pillar, then took a bottle of wine and returned.
He went to the little Taoist boy and squatted down to read a book. The little Taoist boy only wanted to have fun alone, but also hated the smell of alcohol. He turned around, and the man followed him and moved away. The little Taoist boy had been neighbors with him for many years, and he knew a boring swordsman.
Xiu could be as bored as he wanted, so he just let that guy go.
The man pointed at a sentence on the page, "The scholar in this book has some ability, 'The mountains and clear waters are beautiful, and the aura of heaven and earth is bestowed upon beauties. Men of my generation came to this world just to do things that ruin the mountains and rivers and let down the beauties.' This sentence
How well said it is, circle it and you can recite it."
The little Taoist boy was used to the man's nonsense, so he just read and turned the pages by himself. The man didn't care about the little Taoist boy reading the book and turned the pages, he just kept nagging and making noises.
After reading a book, the man sighed: "It's boring, it doesn't have any fishy taste at all."
The little Taoist boy put down the book in his hand and picked up another one. It was a story about the dark moon and high winds, and the story of Jianghu and Jianghu. When a man sees something exciting, he drinks more, but his eyes are always fixed on the page, and he can't understand a single word.
He just missed it. He tsked and said in wonder: "As expected of the little God in the book who was chosen by the God outside the book. Other martial arts wizards have given him the peerless skills that they have never been able to study thoroughly in their whole life. He learned it in one night. It's really true.
Envy, it’s a pity that this set of exercise formulas is written in one stroke and is blurred, otherwise I can give it a try..."
"Look, I'm right. This kind of slovenly old man is really right. The more he likes to talk crazy things, the more secretive he is. He's a peerless expert. What do you think? I'm right. The old man is really right.
Our little God looked at him with admiration, oh, what a big deal! With a lifetime of inner strength initiation, he not only helped to open up the Ren and Du meridians, but also thoroughly cleaned the marrow and cut the bones. Good guy, if you return to the world, you won't be able to do it.
Invincible?"
Only half of the way through the book, the little Taoist boy said sternly: "Obviously, he is not invincible for the time being. Even with a dozen years of internal strength that fell from the sky, plus twenty years of hard work of his own, only eighty years of internal strength will be enough.
There was a foreshadowing before, and it was mentioned by passers-by in the book, that the big devil who caused a bloody storm in the world has cultivated skills for a hundred years, and his inner strength is so pure that it is bottomless and unbeatable."
The man rubbed his chin and thought it made sense, "It still lacks a magic weapon that can cut iron like clay, but it shouldn't be obtained too quickly. After all, the story is only half of the story."
The little Taoist boy slowly turned over a page of the book and rarely agreed with the man: "Why are you so anxious? There will definitely be something, otherwise there will be no way to fight at all."
The man took a deep sip of wine and said, "My childhood sweetheart, the decent heroine I met by chance, the devilish beauties who fall in love and kill each other, none of them are missing!"
It is estimated that the writer who just wanted to earn some money for money for paper, pen and ink could not imagine that after the book was published, there would be two people reading it.
Moreover, both parties read the book so "roughly", but they actually liked it somewhat sincerely.
What you need to know is that the Taoist Heavenly Lord, whose name is a taboo in the world, seeks to imitate the ancient master, grasp the heaven and the earth, grasp the yin and yang, move the mountains and seas, breathe the essence, and coexist with the heaven and the earth.
One was the Great Sword Immortal of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, who participated in the Thirteen Battles. Not only had he befriended all the heroes in his life, he also had a confidante who was the female Sword Immortal.
It's just that the little Taoist boy with an extremely illustrious teacher and family left his hometown of Qingming Tianxia to come here to experience and sharpen his Taoist heart.
And this man, considered a prisoner among prisoners, could only guard the door behind the two of them year after year.
The little Taoist boy closed the book, and the man became anxious, "What are you doing?"
The little Taotong said: "Slow down, this book is good, read it more slowly."
There is a scene in the book, which does not describe the mountains or gods, but only the people in the rivers and lakes. With just a few strokes, a Taoist boy who has never really walked through the rivers and lakes can see it like a picture scroll.
It clears up after the rain, mist grows on the water, and the sky is always hazy. There is a colorful boat in the center of the lake, with the hero standing on the bow, no grass breaking through the water, approaching the pavilion, there is a sound of reeds breaking along the way, and there are people in white clothes in the pavilion, making wine.
Let's make a date to decide life and death after getting drunk.
The man sighed, lay back, and asked casually: "Jiang Daojun, what kind of place is Qingming Tianxia?"
The little Taoist boy replied casually: "There are a lot of customs and rules, almost the same as in this Haoran world."
The man asked: "Have you found all the five hundred spiritual officials yet?"
The little Taoist boy didn't think this was a secret that couldn't be leaked, "It's probably still early. It's not easy to change the snail shell and continue the dojo."
The man used his hands as a pillow, changed into a comfortable position, crossed his legs, and said, "We are all very busy."
Xiao Daotong smiled and said, "You and I are not busy."
The man looked at the bright moon and said, "We are so busy staying up late like this."
A Liang once left some popular words to the Great Wall of Sword Qi: Those who do not stay up late cannot cultivate any great avenues.
As for how to stay up late?
The painstaking work of refining qi and swords is the next thing.
Drinking is the most important thing, even if you drink until you are short of money and have no money to buy wine, the moonlight will cost you nothing to put into the glass, and the glass will never be empty.
As for what is best.
Drunkards and gamblers, all of them are men, so they smile knowingly.
The little Taoist boy was a little strange and turned to look at the man, "Zhang Lu, are you so boring? The battle on the Sword Qi Great Wall is tense. If you really insist on returning to the top of the city, Chen Qing won't stop you, right?"
The man named Zhang Lu began to close his eyes to rest and said, "My heart is tired."
Xiao Daotong smiled and said: "With your mentality, it's hard to make further progress."
Zhang Lu said softly: "Whatever."
The little Taoist boy stretched out his hand to scatter the bright moonlight like a lamp on a desk, raised his head and looked at the sky, "Only those who are still can taste the true taste between heaven and earth."
"Did your master teach you?"
"I read it in miscellaneous books."
"Jiang Yunsheng, you said that when a man is humiliated, he draws his sword and fights, forgetting life and death, okay?"
"I don't know, I'm too lazy to think about it."
"There is no such thing as a banquet in the world. I will miss you from now on. If I have a chance, I will go to your hometown to play with you."
"When a big man says this to another big man, who are you disgusting with?!"
"You are just a child, you can't be much older."
"Zhang Lu, are you looking for trouble?!"
The man turned around and fell into a deep sleep.
In the nine continents of the vast world, no matter how miserable a great swordsman is, he will not only have such a small place to establish himself.
The little boy continued reading.
I feel sorry for the swordsman Shao Yunyan.
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Do business and earn money, day and night.
Every piece of fairy money is praised as the most essence of spiritual energy in the world, but it is difficult to say whether there is a clean fairy money in the world.
A huge ferry unloaded its cargo, exchanged a large amount of Danfang supplies for the Sword Qi Great Wall, and then left the Daoxuan Mountain Ferry.
This is the cross-continent ferry from Dazongmen Shanshui Grotto in Southwest Fuyao Island. The name of the ferry is very rustic, Wapen.
It is said that the founder of Shanshui Cave started in the streets and alleys, but after he became successful, what he did all his life was to put aside the past and live his life on the mountain like a prince on earth.
The real story came out when it came to naming the ferry.
A steward of the ferry Nascent Soul stood at the observation deck on the top floor of the ferry, silently calculating the accounts. This trip to the upside-down mountain can earn at least 70 grain rain coins. In addition, there are several great dynasties under the Fuyaozhou Mountain, and the sky is dark.
, if it is run properly and the right buyer is found, it is not impossible to double the price.
The mountain was also filled with the treasures of the Immortal Family that came into being. There were as many as three of them among the semi-immortal soldiers. The fight was a bloody one, and many earthly immortals died, including many old bastards from the upper five realms.
It gradually emerged that if it were not for the constraints of the Confucian Academy, these old gods could only stand behind the scenes, otherwise they would not just use puppets to compete so peacefully.
Whether it's up or down the mountain, such a costly back-and-forth fight is a good thing for leading merchant sects like Shanshui Cave.
The Qionglin Sect is rich because the sword masters in Luzhou, Beiju, are like clouds, which makes the immortal sects change very quickly. When the general trend changes, the immortal money will naturally follow.
Abacus, abacus, rolling beads, that's money.
To be continued...