A dragon boat ferry named Fanmo, at the edge of Zhengyang Mountain, removed its blindfold and slowly returned north.
On the ferry side, everyone in Luopo Mountain fell down one after another.
Only Sui Youyou did not board the ship, and she chose to travel far away with her sword alone.
Hongxia and Peixiang are still standing together. A descendant of the river who has successfully turned into a dragon, and a leader of the Fox Kingdom. They are both from the mountains and rivers, and now they are practicing in the Lotus Root Blessed Land. Every time Jise Peak discusses something, they always
They felt out of place, so they seemed to be very dependent on each other. Even if they had nothing to talk about, they would stand together involuntarily. As for Peixiang's previous opportunity to break the situation, everyone saw it and no one took it seriously, not even Peixiang.
Xiang herself doesn't think there is anything worth saying. After all, even if she reaches the Jade Pu realm tomorrow, what will happen?
Zhu Lian's body was hunched, with his hands behind his back, and he was chatting and laughing with Master Zhongqiu.
Xiaomi Li held a hiking stick and kept running around Pei Qian, chirping, saying that she was hovering in the wind with her little senior brother. She was about the same as a radish camping in the field, motionless and stable.
Very, from beginning to end, there is absolutely no tension as big as a drizzle.
Chen Lingjun began to exert some mysterious and mysterious natal powers again, and became brothers with the old swordsman in the Yupu realm who had the pseudonym Xixuan, and the two sides chatted extremely well.
One said that he was very good at eating in Beiyue Territory and Beiju Luzhou. He said his name and drank alcohol without spending money.
One person said that he had a small reputation in Liuxia Continent and Aai Ai Continent, but he was inevitably inferior to Brother Jingqing.
As for the lady of the mountain master who had not yet been married by his master, when Chen Lingjun boarded the boat in Ningyao, she was a little far away, just a few smooth steps, like a swimming fish passing through the crowd, with her hands clasped in fists, respectfully,
As soon as he bowed to the end, his buttocks were raised high, and when he was about to speak, he was kicked by Cui Dongshan. He fell to the ground and fell to the ground. Chen Lingjun simply refused to get up and shouted loudly: "Jingqing pays homage to the mountain master's wife."
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Ning Yao said helplessly: "Get up and talk."
Chen Lingjun blurted out: "As for the lady of the mountain master, the ground is cool."
There is gold under a man's knees, and the more he kneels, the more gold he will have.
In the early years, with Pei Qian and Zhu Yu at the door of Ning's house on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Ning Yao could barely adapt to the family style of Luo Luo Shan.
In fact, from Chen Pingan, she had heard a lot about the deeds of this boy in Tsing Yi.
Whenever he talks about Chen Lingjun, Ning Yao can even see from Chen Ping'an's face and eyes that there is no shortage of good wine in the world.
Maybe Chen Lingjun himself didn't know that the rivers and lakes he had walked through had made up for a lot of shortcomings in the young mountain owner's heart. It seemed that he had never been to other rivers and lakes that Chen Ping'an had just passed by, but he had finally seen them, and they were full of distinguished guests.
, mingling with each other, drinking from big bowls, eating large pieces of meat, enjoying grudges and grudges.
As soon as the boy in green clothes stood up, the big white goose raised its foot and tried to kick again.
Chen Lingjun put up a defensive two-handed boxing stance. Cui Dongshan turned around, then suddenly turned around and punched again. Chen Lingjun immediately jumped and moved, and drew a fist stake with his palms. The last two looked at each other and nodded.
At the same time, he stood still, raised his sleeves, let his energy sink in his Dantian, and the masters exchanged blows. Such a civil fight was more dangerous than a martial fight, killing people invisible, and their knowledge was as great as the sky.
Jiang Shangzhen stood alone, leaning on the railing. Cui Dongshan came to him, stood on tiptoes, and leaned on the railing, "Are you planning to go back?"
Jiang Shangzhen nodded and said: "It's okay for Wei Ying to be the leader of the sect, but he may not know how to make big money. Furthermore, it's not appropriate for him to point fingers at my Yunku blessed land. I need to come forward in person, press the heads of many people, and teach them how to bend down and pick up.
Qian. After this, when the site selection for the Luopo Mountain Sect is completed, I plan to visit the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and I have to settle some old scores."
The only thing missing from this dragon boat ferry now is the owner of Luolu Mountain.
Jiang Shangzhen turned his head and glanced at the outline of Zhengyang Mountain, "The mountain owner is still too polite. I will make the account book public and let the Bamboo Emperor explain clearly and truthfully why he removed the name of the mountain protector.
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Cui Dongshan chuckled and said: "This is the end that our mountain-moving ancestor has earned by his own skills. Compared with Xia Yuancui and other old swordsmen who like to be cowardly turtles, he still needs to be more heroic. If you lose, you will lose and die."
Just die, be upright and aboveboard."
Jiang Shangzhen twitched his lips, "I have been running rampant in the mountains and rivers of a continent and have committed crimes for thousands of years. Overtly and covertly, on the mountains and under the mountains, I have at least thousands of lives on my hands, but I turned a blind eye and ignored them. I only saw the vigorous death today. Instead, I gave a thumbs up.
Do you regard him as a hero? If I remember correctly, among the Guanli Immortal family, there are more than one or two sects that suffered heavy losses and great suffering at the hands of Yuan Zhenye in the early years."
Cui Dongshan still had a playful smile on his face, "Chief Zhou, it's boring for you to talk like this. What does it mean to be lively? It means those young female cultivators in Qiongzhi Peak who have to devote themselves to high-ranking officials. If they can't survive it, they will wait for death. If they survive, they will
You have to wait eagerly to see other people's excitement."
Jiang Shangzhen said lazily: "I helped people light lanterns at night and held umbrellas in the rain. In the end, I was criticized for not having bright lights and complained about the rain getting my shoes wet."
Cui Dongshan put his hands in his sleeves, "You have to think this way, without these people's hearts, why should the strong rise up?"
On the road of life, the real mistakes, misses and losses are not the opportunities that pass by, nor the noble people that we missed, but the mistakes that had the opportunity to be corrected. And then they are lost if they miss it.
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and nodded, "This truth is enough to make an old man like me feel like a young man again."
Cui Dongshan said casually: "In addition to my husband's hometown, Huaihuang County, there are actually two other good places, which can be called the Immortal Cave and the Golden and Jade Jungle."
Jiang Shangzhen asked curiously: "Is there such a thing?"
Cui Dongshan said: "In the Qingming world, in the capital of a great dynasty, a large number of monastic geniuses called Wuling boys have emerged. The most famous among them is Wang Yuanlu, who is regarded as a rice thief by Bai Yujing.
The other one who is also one of the ten young candidates is actually from there. As for the Savage World, Liu Cha’s founding disciple Zhu Ji, the two Hundred Sword Immortals of Tuoyue Mountain, and a few younger ones are not
I am a swordsman, but my cultivation qualifications are very good, and they all come from a small place."
Jiang Shangzhen asked: "Is there someone behind the scenes who is editing Tianshi intentionally?"
Cui Dongshan shook his head, "This kind of thing that is easily punished by God cannot be done by human power. At most, it can be pulled from the side, add fuel to the situation, and cut the wick. No one can create such a situation out of thin air."
Jiang Shangzhen asked: "We, the mountain master, left and then came back. What are we going to do?"
Cui Dongshan blinked, Jiang Shangzhen turned around and started writing on the palm of his hand. Cui Dongshan did the same thing. When the two of them spread their palms and held them together, they laughed. They had a clear understanding and the hero had the same idea.
Both of them wrote four words.
The Supreme Sect Master.
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The Jianding Patriarch Hall was completely empty, the Immortal Sword Peak was shattered, Yujiao Peak was replaced with a new top, several vassal hills of new and old peaks were uprooted, and a private mountain and river thousands of miles away was in chaos.
The water level of Qiuling Mountain's Xiaoshu Lake is now as low as a stream. A cave road has been carved out of Full Moon Peak. Qiongzhi Peak has been hit by Cao Jun's three swords, and it seems to have been washed away by Mi Yuxia's sword energy. The water carefully raised by Shuilong Peak
Yi, who was suppressed by the Dragon King Basket before, is still trembling now. The ancient mirror that is the treasure of the mountain, Po Yunfeng, had no time to put it away. It was turned around at will, like a rattle in a child's hand.
The clouds gather and disperse, making a cloud-shifting peak sometimes dark and sometimes bright during the day...
Sword cultivators from various peaks in Zhengyang Mountain prevented Liu Xianyang from climbing the mountain to ask for swordsmanship. Not many people died, but dozens of people were injured, and their spirits dropped to the bottom.
The worshiper Yuan Bai betrayed Xuefeng, turned to Zhongyue Mountain Lord Jinqing, and returned to his hometown by boat.
Wu Tijing, regarded as the "little Wei and Jin Dynasty" in Aquarius Island and "the second of Li Tuanjing", has disappeared. It is said that Tian Wan in Zhuyu Peak received a letter in which Wu Tijing, a traitor, expressed his disapproval.
Master Zhuhuang cursed loudly, saying that he was not a son of a man and was not worthy of being a swordsman. From now on, when master and disciple meet again, they will still be master and disciple, but he, Wu Tijing, will be the master, and you, Zhuhuang, will be your disciple.
Dong Hu, the minister of the Ministry of Rites in the capital city of Da Li, no longer had to worry about whether to climb mountains or not. He picked up a pen to write a secret letter and blew the ink lightly. His handwriting in regular script was strict, both formal and somewhat freehand.
Therefore, in his early years in the Dali officialdom and literary circles, he had the reputation of being "like an embroidered tiger's pen", which was indeed pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it. After Dong Hu and the Minister of Rites Yamen reported the situation, the old minister was light-hearted and ordered
The ferry went north, both the people and the ferry were enjoying themselves in the white clouds.
When the Wei and Jin Dynasties were about to leave the ferry, Yu Huiting asked: "Uncle Wei is going to see the young hermit official?"
Wei Jin shook his head and said, "No, this man's wine quality is too bad. There will be nothing good to see him."
Back then, when he was selling wine in the wine shops on the Great Wall of Jianqi, he was the one who got the most money cheated when buying wine in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
But Yu Huiting knew full well that Uncle Wei, who was arrogant and arrogant, would never say such a thing if he didn't regard the hidden official as a friend.
A celebration that was supposed to congratulate the Patriarch of Moving Mountain for entering the upper five realms ended miserably. The sect leader Zhuhuang was still personally responsible for cleaning up the mess. No matter how messy it was, it was still a mess after all. He was still a sect leader who was about to create the next sect.
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The Bamboo Emperor clasped his fists, saluted the guests from all over the world and the peaks, and said with a carefree smile: "The celebration is cancelled, so you all have to go on a wasted trip today. Zhengyang Mountain will surely provide you with gifts and compensation in return."
Leng Qi, the master of Qiongzhi Peak, got the instructions from the sect master and asked the female cultivators of Huamufang, who had lost their beauty, to quickly remove all the cases.
The Bamboo Emperor put away his sight and spoke to all the peak masters in his heart: "No one can stop the guests who are leaving Zhengyang Mountain. They must not have any dissatisfaction or say any offensive words. Even if they are pretending, they still have to be treated by me."
Put on a smile, Yan Zhanglu, you send people to the top of Zhufeng Mountain to keep an eye on all the people seeing off guests. Once found, the violators will be removed from the gold and jade genealogy on the spot. If there are guests who are willing to stay in Zhengyang Mountain, you will
Send someone to treat you well, and keep in mind this incense friendship, a friend in need, but this must be cherished."
The Bamboo Emperor used his Zhanzhan Qi magic power and looked at the scenery of the mountains beyond the first line of peaks. He saw it was scrawled and his vitality was severely damaged. However, the Bamboo Emperor was still not discouraged. On the contrary, he was still in a mood and interacted with several old swordsmen around him who had their own thoughts.
Xian joked: "It's a pity that before the celebration has even started, Shanzhu Chen and Liu Jianxian have already climbed up the mountain to ask questions. Otherwise, if we collect gifts, we can fill in some holes, and then mend the landscape, so as not to demolish the east wall to repair the west wall, which is too much."
I was so worried that I had to embezzle money from the funds for the next site selection."
Xia Yuancui sighed
With a long sigh, this nephew is indeed of a good nature. Even now, his words can be so calm and gentle. The Man Yue Peak ancestor with the highest seniority in Zhengyang Mountain actually restrained some of his gloomy thoughts for a while.
Now that the enemy is gone, if Luolu Mountain can really give up, will Full Moon Peak and Bamboo Emperor's First Line Peak put aside their past feud and cooperate sincerely?
Tao Yanbo, the God of Wealth, hesitated to speak.
Yan Chu's face was full of surprise, because the Bamboo Emperor's words were a smile to himself, not to the Tao Wealth God of Qiuling Mountain.
It is obvious that the originally beautiful Qiuling Mountain is destined to decline.
When the tree falls, the hozens scatter, and when people leave, the tea cools down.
To be continued...