What else can the left guardian of Qilong Lane be able to keep lying on his back?

Chen Lingjun has always been angry with this guy for not fighting, and is also a lazy guy who can't help him. He doesn't want to be promoted. How can Mr. Jing Qing cultivate and support him?

There are all trivial matters on the mountain, which is not tiring, but it is the best time to be spent.

As long as Nuanshu is free recently, he will come here to sew cloth shoes and take a break.

Carrying a bamboo box and holding a hiking stick in hand was once a trend brought by the master.

Now I’m wearing a long blue shirt and a pair of old cloth shoes with a pair of thousands of layers.

So Xiaomili, Chen Lingjun, and Taoist Master Xianwei all had their own ideas.

In fact, Mr. Zhu has long liked to wear cloth shoes, but no one cared about it.

After all, Pei Qian almost burst into tears after learning that the old chef had the nickname "Naughter Master", and Xiao Mili was better. Anyway, he just circled around the old chef and didn't say anything, just looked hard. Nuanshu might be the most understanding one. When he heard Pei Qian laughing loudly in the house and saying "Naughter Master Exiled Immortal" in the house, Xiaomi Li was already rolling on the bed with laughter. Nuanshu just blinked his eyes, pursed his lips, and didn't laugh out loud.

When Xiaomi Li swayed to ask the old chef if he wanted a pair of cloth shoes, he started yelling as soon as he entered the door. Zhu Lian walked out of the kitchen with an apron and carrying a kitchen knife. As a result, Xiaomi Li looked down and saw that it was cloth shoes. When he looked up, he saw that there were kitchen knives, one old and one young, staring at the big eyes. Anyway, the scene was quite awkward.

Nuanshu lowered his head and bit off the thread, and asked curiously: "Master, has that origami swallow been given to someone?"

The Five Mountains of Middle Earth, the woman Shanjun from Yanzhi Mountain, once gave away an origami black-clothed swallow on the side of Gongde Forest. It can be regarded as a villain of incense. It only needs to be placed on the plaque of the ancestral house or on the beam of the house, and the closer it is to the famous mountain and mountain, the more spiritual it becomes.

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "I'm very reluctant to let it go. I feel sorry for sending it, but I'll feel at ease if I give it away."

Chen Ping'an lay on his back, put his hands on his head, raised his legs, and asked with a smile: "Nanshu, Xiaomili, what do you think Cen Yuanji worked so hard to practice boxing, what exactly did he pursue?"

If Cen Yuanji lives in the mountains to practice Taoism, he seems to be able to understand it a little bit. From then on, there will be differences between immortals and mortals. He pursues the enlightenment and immortality, and even if he achieves a small success in his practice, he can prolong his life.

But she practices boxing like this every day, summer goes to autumn, winter goes to spring, year after year, wind and rain, logically speaking, she has to have an idea and hope, but it seems that Cen Yuanji doesn't say what to do, it seems that practicing boxing is just practicing boxing. Even a person as good as Chen Ping'an is even bored to help Cen Yuanji calculate roughly, go up the mountain and then go up the mountain, how many steps have he taken in the past few years?

Nuanshu thought for a while and said softly: "Mr. Zhu said she has self in boxing, Pei Qian said she wanted to prove that women have great achievements in boxing practice, Chen Lingjun said she is, each with their own opinions. I think Sister Cen may just be doing something she really likes. What is the result in others' eyes? It seems that it is not that important, and this process may be the best result."

Chen Ping'an nodded, "I understand a little."

Xiaomi Li was originally lying in the Qingzhu corridor, holding her cheeks with her hands and counting the white clouds passing by outside the cliff. When the Good Man Mountain Master was lying, she immediately turned over and rotated half a circle, laying on her back together, following the same as the Good Man Mountain Master, raised her legs and shook her.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes.

Last time, Jisefeng Ancestor Hall discussed matters because I didn’t think about going to Tongyezhou to create the lower sect.

Chen Ping'an's earliest idea was that Cui Wei, the Nascent Soul Realm, was sitting in the sword worship platform and practiced with nine sword immortals there.

So at that time, the right side of Sui suddenly asked to use the sword worship platform as a temple while discussing the matter in the Zushi Hall.

Chen Ping'an simply used an excuse to refuse this matter, saying that it was another sect, where the golden elixir opened its peak, and the mountain was in the Nascent Soul Realm.

As a result, the nine children, Yu Qingzhang, He Xiangting and Yu Yue, became disciples and left Baopingzhou.

Cheng Chaolu, He Gu, and Yu Xiehui each became disciples. Since their masters were all members of the Qingping Sword Sect’s Ancestor Hall, they changed their genealogy and went to Tongyezhou for granted.

Although Bai Xuan and Sun Chunwang did not, they also stayed in the cave heaven temple on Mixue Peak to refine swords.

In the end, the only two little girls Nalan Yudi and Yao Xiaoyan were actually staying on the side of Luopo Mountain.

What's more, Nalan Yudie, a little money-loving plan, also likes to follow the master who serves as the leader of the Luopo Mountain to take a Fengyuan ferry together, traveling across the three continents, and crossing the three continents. It is said that he carries a booklet with him and docks at various immortal ferries. If you think of good ideas that can make money, you will immediately record it.

Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, sat up and sat cross-legged, sighing: "With Qingping Sword Sect, the number of sword cultivators will be difficult to increase in the future."

Xiaomili sat up and nodded vigorously, "What should I do?"

Chen Ping'an reached out and rubbed her little head, "This smart brain is a big one, please help me think of an idea?"

Xiaomi Li nodded, wrapped her arms around her chest, closed her eyes, and frowned with two sparse and slightly yellow eyebrows.

Chen Ping'an didn't bother her and turned around and asked with a smile: "Nanshu, are there any places you particularly like outside the idle vassal hills and the far mu peaks? If there is, I'll tell me and I'll keep it for you."

The ten idle vassal hills are Huimeng Mountain, Zhusha Mountain, Weixia Peak, Baijiantai, Xianghuo Mountain, Yuanmu Peak, and Shunhuo Mountain.

The three mountains that once rented out but returned, Baolu Mountain, Caiyun Peak and Xiancao Mountain can now be used as the address for opening the peak.

On the other side of Huanghu Mountain, there were already water palaces under the Shui Jiaohong, and the two Dragon King baskets of Nuanshu and Chen Lingjun were also refined into a large mountain and water formation there.

Among them, Chen Ping'an had already given Li Baoping early on in the Far Mu Peak.

Therefore, Chunyang Zhenren had previously engraved a Taoist poem on the cliff there.

If Jiang Qu did not become Cui Dongshan's direct disciple, changed his genealogy and went to Qingping Sword Sect, then as the first talisman cultivator in the strict sense of Luopo Mountain, when Jiang Qu successfully formed a golden elixir in the future, Baolu Mountain would be reserved for Jiang Qu.

On the other side of the reading post, Lin Shouyi, Yu Lu and Xie, each of them chose a mansion with a close eye.

However, once you become a Confucian gentleman, you cannot serve as a genealogy monk of any Immortal Palace sect and worship them in a registered name.

There are more than ten foreign immortal forces left behind in the mountains to the west, just like the velvet peak that was brought down the mountain as the Huangliang Sect.

Last time, Jiang Shangzhen spoke directly. Those unfamiliar immortal palaces, as long as the buyer and seller are in love, they will have a passion.

There is no such thing as Guyu money in the world that cannot be solved. If so, add more money!

If it was just this sentence, it would not be the style of Chief Zhou of Luopo Shan, and Jiang Shangzhen's next sentence was the essence.

"As long as the mountain master opens his mouth today, I will knock on the door after leaving Jise Peak. Tomorrow, there is an immortal master who doesn't move out of the mountain with a smile. Even if I, the new chief entrusted, do nothing carefully!"

In fact, the last time Jisefeng Zushishi Hall discussed the matter, Wei Wenlong, Quanfu, had already made it clear that his family had already paid off their debts. On the account books of Quanfu, the so-called "slight surplus" means that there are still 3,600 Grain Rain money lying on the books.

This is not the six hundred gold essence copper coins in the treasury!

Nuanshu shook his head and said, "Master, I am still in the Longmen Realm, and I am not even a golden elixir. I am still far from the Nascent Soul, so there is no need to stay."

Moreover, the girl in the pink skirt is unwilling to leave here. Even if she is close to Mount Dao, she will not be Mount Dao after all.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Then don't worry."

It seems that on their side, the same sentence that the mountain master said the most is not in a hurry.

Unconsciously, he said it repeatedly.

Chen Ping'an continued: "It's different for a certain man. He is already worried about whether to choose Huimeng Mountain or Zhusha Mountain. On Niujiaodu, he deliberately asked this question and set a trap for me, so I didn't make a fuss."

Nuanshu frowned, smiled again, and continued to lower his head to sew cloth shoes.

In this way, another day, Baiyun walked up to the green hills, came and left.

In the fairy grass mountain, in the apricot blossoms and peach blossoms, the sound of flutes is roaring and the moon is everywhere.

The two adjacent shops in Qilong Lane are closed and closed.

The old chef rewarded himself and fryed two plates of wine and served with food. Each sip of wine was taken and a page of boxing scores was turned.

Xiao Mo glanced out the window in the private house where his son named him confused. He wanted to say something, but when he remembered the son's teachings, he refused to speak.

Taoist Master Xianwei worked hard to keep an eye on the door for a day, read at night with a lamp, and occasionally he would dip his pen to write something. His predecessors seek welfare for the present, and today's people should also make some contributions to future generations.

Someone rides a donkey into the mountain, shaking and having a leisurely mood.

But of course it is a donkey made of a talisman. People who practice Taoism cross mountains and rivers. If they want to cherish their feet, they like to use this type of talisman to transport them. The price is not low and the losses are quite large. Qi training people in the lower five realms are often affordable but not affordable.

The man was unkempt, with a beard all over his face, riding a small donkey and chanting, shaking his head and looking contented.

There is still a long way to go to Luopo Mountain. When one person and one donkey were about to cross the stone bridge of the stream, a blue shirt appeared opposite him and smiled and said, "Who is the donkey carrying? I have the poem alone."

Liu Baqiao laughed and said, "Chen Ping'an, every time I see you, I feel particularly handsome."

What an opening remark.

Chen Ping'an smiled, "Brother Baqiao, have you been to Xiaogu Mountain, Zhengyang Mountain this time? I will go there next time. Remember to report my name. It's okay to stay for a few more days. Just stay in Kuyunlou, Bailufu. I, the former shopkeeper of the inn, Ni Yuerong, and Wei Yueshan, the manager of the ferry, are all friends and can keep accounts."

Liu Baqiao suddenly hit his heart, and his face suddenly looked awkward, "You're just talking nonsense."

After that storm of worship, although Zhengyang Mountain, which had just entered the sect, was a laughing stock in a continent, it was not all bad. For example, Su Jia, who was broken by the Yellow River in Fenglei Garden in his early years, returned to Zhengyang Mountain. Although Su Jia was no longer a sword cultivator, she was still re-introduced into the genealogy of the Ancestral Hall. However, the outside world is not clear at the moment. In fact, Su Jia had another new opportunity to continue practicing swords. She often traveled between Xiaogu Mountain and Zhuyu Peak. However, Wu Tijing, the closed disciple of the mountain master Zhuhuang, inexplicably left the genealogy and left Zhengyang Mountain, and disappeared.

As the mortal enemy of Zhengyang Mountain, the Fenglei Garden is now in Fenglei Garden, because the owner of the park, Huanghe, has already rushed to the wild world. Now at the Ridge Ferry, there is still a junior brother Liu Baqiao, the sword cultivator in the Yuanying Realm, who is in charge of the mountain.

Moreover, Liu Baqiao is one of the ten young people selected by Baopingzhou himself. Of course, the specific ranking is that it keeps falling and then falling.

However, compared with Zhengyang Mountain, which already has two Jade Pu realm sword immortals, if it is just a competition of paper strength, Fenglei Garden is at a disadvantage.

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Why did you think of coming to Luopo Mountain?"

"I made an appointment with my senior brother to join Yupu within a hundred years. Isn't it still more than 90 years? With my sword-training qualifications, why are you anxious?"

Liu Baqiao turned over and got off the donkey's back, "You can't close the door and keep your head blind when practicing swords. Look at Fengxue Temple, Wei and Jin Dynasties, and then look at you and Liu Xianyang, who don't like to sway everywhere. You three are all in the Yupu realm in their forties. The reason why I am just a Nascent Soul is that I go down the mountain too late and too few times."

Liu Baqiao is really not arrogant about joining Yupu, but he is indeed a little confident. But when it comes to being an immortal, his senior brother Huang He can see it accurately, so Liu Baqiao can only rely on enduring.

In the past, the earth immortals of Baopingzhou climbed the ascension platform together. Whether they could see the ancient Tianmen is the best touchstone.

Liu Baqiao asked, "Why are you willing to hand over the right side of Sui to the lower sect?"

When going down the mountain, the power of the lower sect is too large and the main force is to turn guests into the main, which has always been a taboo on the mountain.

Of course, there is no need to worry about this.

Liu Baqiao is still very confident in Chen Ping'an. He founded two sects in just thirty years. Besides, the Lord Chen Shan was still the one who watched him grow up.

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "What's the point of not wanting to let go of this? She is a sword cultivator, and Qingping Sword Sect is a sword Taoist sect. If she stays in Luopo Mountain, there will be a ghost."

Ten young people in Baopingzhou, led by Ma Kuxuan from Zhenwu Mountain, ranked first, followed by Xie Ling from Longquan Sword Sect, Yu Shiwu, Ma Kuxuan's master. In addition, Cai Jinjian, Luhui Peak of Yunxia Mountain, Luopo Mountain, to the right of Sui Mountain, Jiang Yun and Zhou Ju of the Academy, and a scattered monk named Zhao Xutuo, are all on the list. Because the right of Sui is also a sword cultivator as Liu Baqiao, after Xie Ling and Yu Shiwu surpassed the rankings respectively, Liu Baqiao, who has fallen out of the top three, is very likely to be squeezed to the fifth position.

As a result, I heard that Sui ran away from the right side and went to Tongyezhou to serve as a priest temple worship at the Xiazong in Luopo Mountain. In this way, ten young people in Baopingzhou would be like a vacant.

This made Liu Baqiao very happy. He lay down and didn't move. He just kept the seat under his butt without doing anything. So recently, in Fenglei Garden, I saw those elders of the master who only talked sarcastic words. Liu Jianxian had a hard waist, a loud voice, and a rush to speak.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You are just lucky. The younger generation of Fenglei Garden has many geniuses. You will not have the kind of concern that there is no successor for two or three hundred years. Otherwise, with the character of the Lord Huang Garden, you can directly give up a decree before going down the mountain, so that you can be confined to practice your sword well for a hundred years."
To be continued...