Chen Ping'an did not look up, but just looked through the contents on the paper carefully, and said angrily: "You have to have a degree of nonsense, why are you just not doing your job?"

The Xianwei looked shy and wanted to dig a hole in the ground to drill down. His voice was like a mosquito and flies, "I overestimate myself and make a laugh."

On the side of Brother Dafeng whom he has admired for a long time, Taoist Master Xianwei, who is convinced, always regards himself as his junior.

Zheng Dafeng picked up the rest of the paper on the table and quickly looked through it. There was no smile on his face. He nodded and said, "My brother Xianwei reads a lot of books and is ambitious. He plans to use the old tracks of the books in Huainanzi Mountain. He is disgusted with the former's cold and frugality and is preparing to expand it in large quantities? This is a major project. It should have been a matter of the court's issuance to allow the entire Hanlin Academy and dozens of old scholars to proofread books together. Brother Xianwei actually thought of taking on this burden with his own strength alone. It's okay to be the gatekeeper of our desolate mountain."

It turned out that this Taoist Master Xianwei planned to learn the path of the famous book, take the story of the mountains as the general outline, and then classify it by the five mountains, name it as a small mountain, and then classify it as a hill, ridge, peak, etc. In addition, the story is detailed to the content of this rhyme and the subtle rhyme, and then classify it as a "water mountain" hidden under the mountains, and then pick out the wonderful things that look like land and the mountains under the sea, and continue to classify it as a group of true caves and dragon palaces that are concentrated in spirit and treasures...

The fairy lieutenant said ashamed: "I was inspired by Brother Dafeng to dare to do such a slight move to shake the tree. From the beginning, I didn't think about what to do. I was very likely to give up halfway."

Zheng Dafeng was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Xianwei said a moment, ran to the corner of the wall dustpan, tore off a page similar to the preface from a book, and handed it to Zheng Dafeng, Xianwei explained with a smile: "Brother Dafeng is proficient in Buddhist knowledge. Those Buddhist scriptures contain pages and are full of experience and annotations. I read it repeatedly. Over time, I made a sloppy summary of Brother Dafeng's extremely insightful summary. After that, I still had the intention to create a rough idea of ​​"mountains"..."

Zheng Dafeng didn't take it seriously at first, but when he saw the page of the preface, he silently handed it over to Chen Ping'an. Chen Ping'an took it and looked at the content of the opening text. As a result, although he seemed to look normal, he actually felt a little numb in an instant.

The handwriting on the paper is in regular script with a very stele-like meaning, and the first is a "big talk" that begins with a clear meaning.

Taoist Xianwei often lives in the deep mountains, and is close to the cold and heat of plants and trees, and has feelings for climbing high. I occasionally have some experiences. Since I am a Buddhist outsider, I should not look at Buddhist scriptures, laws, theory, and Zen from the perspective of the portal. I only match it with the four seasons of the world. The sutras will be full of vitality and the Tao will be born in the beginning of the year, so it is spring. The rules will be bright, and the plants will be lush and the plants will be lush and summer. The trend will be awesome, and the flowers and fruits will be fruitful at this time. It is autumn. It is dark and clear, like snow on earth, the world will be united, and winter. Zen will be round and harmonious. Even if the year is silent, the four seasons will follow the rules.

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin and smiled and said, "Brother Xianwei and I are both the janitors of Luopo Mountain. The visitors are chasing their predecessors. Am I considered a successor?"

Chen Ping'an held it in for a long time and whispered: "I have a good view of people, as good as ever."

Chen Lingjun looked at the paper in the master's hand a few times. After reading it, he didn't read it. After holding his hands, he pretended to understand if he didn't understand, nodded and praised, "Master Xianwei, it's not bad, the book is in vain."

Xianwei just thought the mountain master was joking with Brother Dafeng, and went to open a bag full of charcoal and added some white charcoal to the brazier. They were all made by the old chef. Last winter, Nuanshu would send it to the house at the foot of the mountain regularly. Later, Xianwei felt that a girl in a pink skirt was carrying such a big bag, which was not right. When a small manager ran a trip, he would be covered with charcoal debris. Once Xianwei climbed the mountain to find Zhu Lian, and planned to carry two bags back to the house at the foot of the mountain. Zhu Lian smiled and said no, because Nuanshu liked to do these trivial things, one or two more, it was just like Xiaomili picking up one or two copper coins on the ground, and he would only be happy. But if it was some habitual small things, suddenly they would not have to do one day, Nuanshu would be lost, just like Xiaomili lost money.

He surrounded the brazier and lit the charcoal. The fairy wise man skillfully set up an iron net and asked Chen Lingjun to go to the kitchen to get a string of rice dumplings. Several people sat around the fire to warm wine.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Where is Feishengcheng?"

Zheng Dafeng didn't speak, staring at Chen Ping'an with a strange look.

Chen Ping'an

He asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Dafeng was just silent for a long time.

Chen Ping'an became increasingly confused and couldn't help but urged: "If you have something to say, it's really a problem, I can still rush over immediately."

If you really can't take Xiaomo, then take Xie Gou with you. Anyway, the agreement between Xie Gou and Bai Zehe and the Middle Earth Confucian Temple does not include the colorful world.

Zheng Dafeng then smiled and said, "Not to mention flying ascend to the city, the entire colorful world is now in the past. It's just silent and stuffy, and no one says anything."

All this is just because of a person's words.

Traveling far away with the sword, he returned to the world of Haoran and then returned to the world of Wucai. Not long after, Ning Yao convened a discussion at the Zushi Hall. She finally made a speech, concise and said that she planned to close the door, which was as short as a year or two, and as long as two or three years.

Chen Ping'an had nothing to say, and could only grin.

Nowadays, the upper five-level cultivators in the world of Five Colors can count, and the Immortal Realm cultivators are at most one-handed. Ning Yao is the only one in the Ascension Realm.

Besides, Ning Yao's sword training was only once before going to Wucai World and entering the Yupu Realm.

He was in Ning Mansion at that time, and Ning Yao didn't take long. Her so-called retreat was more like a meditation cultivation. Therefore, Ning Yao's retreat was completely different from the retreat that any monk in the world must be careful and careful. Therefore, when Ning Yao suddenly said that he was going to retreat, and it still took a "long" of one, two or three years to retreat, it was normal for the sword cultivator of Feishengcheng to be shocked. As for the colorful world outside Feishengcheng, what can he say when he heard about this?

Whoever dares to provoke Feishengcheng Jianxiu during Ning Yao's retreat, can be imagined when she comes out of seclusion.

The last one who didn't believe in evil was Taoist Shan Qing. As a result, when a sword question was asked, the Taoist ancestor's closed disciple went to retreat and recuperate.

Zheng Dafeng said sourly: "Before he went into seclusion and practiced the sword, Ning Yao found me specifically and told me to talk less about the world of colorful things so that you won't be distracted."

In fact, after years of running-in, Feisheng City has been in an orderly manner and each performs its own duties. Young sword cultivators and martial artists who hide from the cold palace have also grown up one after another.

Zheng Dafeng sighed: "I never thought that there would be a descendant in Luopo Mountain so soon."

"It is right to choose the lower sect in Tongyezhou. In the peaceful years, how difficult it is to raise a vassal king in a country's border areas? You will know it after reading a few historical books. So similarly, it is not easy to raise a few monks in the upper five realms, especially the sects, within a continent."

"In Baopingzhou, especially in the central and northern parts of the country, which have not been plagued by war, there are only so many spiritual energy in the world and suitable for the opening of the earth immortals. It is not only the time when there are too many monks and less porridge, but also the situation where there are too many people. If you sleep and snore, you will quarrel to the next mountain. It is difficult for neighbors to stay in harmony for a long time. If Ruan Blacksmith doesn't move away from Longquan Sword Sect, I can be sure that if you don't have a hundred years, you will be anxious about each other, and if you have a hundred people, in the future, among disciples,

There will be conflicts of this kind. Tongyezhou is just the opposite. There are too few monks and porridge, and there are many uninhabited lands. That is, Tongyezhou is far away from the other continents, and there are Baopingzhou and Posaozhou, which are urgently needed to be rebuilt by the Confucian Temple. Otherwise, if it is Liuxiazhou or Aiaizhou, Qingping Sword Sect will not have the momentum of today even if it is successfully established. The key is that it can still win over all allies as a crossing river dragon and completely dominate and control the digging of a brand new dam."

Chen Lingjun smiled and said with a smile: "Brother Dafeng, if you chat so seriously, I won't recognize you."

Zheng Dafeng picked up the iron pliers and fiddled with the charcoal fire and asked, "Can the women here now don't like the funny words and the unparalleled romantic man who turns to like a stern and quiet honest man?"

Chen Lingjun said: "If a person is ugly, he is not likable. This will be the case in ten thousand years."

Ignoring these two jokes, Chen Ping'an reached out and flipped the rice dumplings with slightly burnt scented glutinous rice dumplings, rubbed their fingertips, and asked, "You really made up your mind to settle in the Qingping Sword Sect?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded and smiled, "The prodigal son is so coquettish. He never sticks to himself, and can only be the fate of wandering around."

Chen Ping'an was speechless.

Xianwei said, "Brother Dafeng, if I went to the lower sect because of me, there is no need. I just moved to the mountain, and I can move to Qilong Lane. If you don't bother and feel it's annoying, then I will stay here with shame..."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and waved his hand, interrupted Taoist Master Xianwei's words, and picked up a golden rice dumpling, "If you say that it has nothing to do with Brother Xianwei, it's a lie, but to be honest, it has something to do, but it doesn't matter much. As soon as I stay here, I can't help. The martial artist of the desolate mountain is either the mountain master or the old chef, or it's Wei Hailiang and Lu Baixiang who seem to be separated and separate, do you need me to teach boxing? I want to teach, but they are not happy to learn.

Ah, I have been teaching boxing in Feishengcheng and I have learned some experience. According to Cui Dongshan, the next sect specializes in Yunzhengshan as a place for martial artists to learn boxing. When I went there, I had a place to use martial arts. Besides, in the town, women who used to admire my talent and greed for my body could still be said to be midwives and still have charm, but now they are old? If nothing unexpected happens, they have grandchildren. What else can they say when they meet, which will only increase their sadness."

Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said, "Eating a rice dumpling is so disgusting."

Then the boy in Qingyi looked at Zheng Dafeng, and both sides were hehehe.

Taoist Master Xianwei only understood some principles in books, but did not know much about it, and he was unable to understand the mystery for a while.

Chen Ping'an said: "That Taoist priest with the Taoist name Shanqing will participate in this debate in the Three Sects."

Zheng Dafeng pulled the corner of his mouth, "It was just that the strong man ran to charge the number. This young Taoist priest's ability to quarrel is probably not as good as his ability to fight."

Chen Ping'an sighed and began to stand up for the disciple of the Daozu closed down. "It's not embarrassing to lose to Ning Yao."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "It's like you asked about boxing and losing to Cao Ci? Sword Qi Great Wall has three games, Merit Lin has one game, how many more games are planned to lose next?"

Chen Lingjun quickly coughed a few times and complained: "Brother Dafeng, why are you talking? If it weren't for your own brother, you would have fallen over with your big mouth."

Zheng Dafeng lifted his palm and slashed at Chen Lingjun's head with a knife. Chen Lingjun immediately raised his elbow to block the knife.

One said that the young man was young and had a deep internal strength and could walk alone, while the other said that the old man was not bad, and he was still stronger and stronger. He deserved to be a member of the flowers.

He had long been accustomed to this, and Chen Ping'an said to himself: "I guess he will have to lose two more games to ask questions, or three more games."

Zheng Dafeng said bluntly: "If you lose two or three more games, you won't have to continue to compete with Cao Ci in this life, right?"

Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile.

It's a big truth. At most, you lose three games to Cao Ci. If you lose the third game, you don't have to ask Cao Ci about the outcome of the boxing.

Because when asked about boxing, it will be just Cao Ci taught boxing.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Can this shuttle that can help the warrior cross two worlds be imitated?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded and said, "The material of the shuttle is too rare, so ordinary people should not think about it. Even a talisman master like Yu Xuan is a clever wife who is hard to cook without rice. But with my master's methods and family background, of course, I can ask what this is done?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Su Dian on the pharmacy, she left her hometown alone some time ago, and even Shiling Mountain didn't know where she went."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "My junior sister, can't she elope with a man? Shi Lingshan still has to cry to death if he knows the truth. Yanzhi is right not to tell him."

Chen Ping'an said: "Su Dian may have gone to Qingming Tianxia."

Zheng Dafeng asked, "Is there any explanation here?"

Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "It's just a guess. Because I suspect that the last priest official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi came to the Lizhu Cave Heaven in his early years, and then stopped here with anonymity. This person may be in Qingming World now, and maybe he is the founder of the Cang Mountain of the Red Gold Dynasty, Wu Fulin Jiangxian."

Chen Ping'an once asked Lu Yi about Lin Jiangxian's boxing skills. However, Lu Yi did not explain in detail how high the boxing skills of this "Lin Master" are. There is no example. Compared with a magical martial artist like Haoran Pei Cup and Zhang Tiaoxia, this Pure Yang Taoist who once traveled around Qingming, just gave a statement that "the swordsman is higher."

No need to say more.

This has already indirectly verified the existing answer in Chen Ping'an's mind.

Zheng Dafeng gave a look.

Chen Ping'an sacrificed his natal flying sword and instantly isolated the world.

Obviously, Zheng Dafeng felt that it was not safe enough to use the voice of the monk and the voice of the monk to form a dense line, just to prevent the partition wall from being heard. He was worried that there were great monks with deep hidden secrets in the town to eavesdrop.

Zheng Dafeng then continued, "Is Lin Jiangxian the last priest official of your Sword Qi Great Wall? Assuming that, why did he sneak into Lizhu Cave Heaven and how to eventually become a pure martial artist? I dare not make arbitrarily judgement. As for whether Lin Jiangxian left Qingming Tian from Lizhu Cave Heaven, don't guess, I can tell you clearly now, surely, because this person has a sure identity, he is one of the 'senior brothers' of me, Li Er, Yanzhi and others."

"I remember one time when I was drinking with my senior brother Li Er, Li Er drank a lot, and accidentally let it go. He said that his master thought that among the many disciples and unnamed disciples, there was only one who was really good at martial arts qualifications. It was a lot of years ago. This person's surname is Xie Xinen. You kid has been studying a lot. It should be very clear that Xie Xinen is the name of a ci card, and Lin Jiangxian and 'Linjiangxian' are homophonic and are the same ci card. Whether it is Linjiangxian, Xie Xinen, or Yanhou Return, these ci card with different synonyms and names are mostly mourning, memorial works, or paying tribute to the female immortal god in Linshui, which is indeed related to ancient sacrifices. I remember that when the old man was free at the medicine shop, he often read a book of the landscape of the sword immortal in his hometown. So you guess Lin Jiangxian was the last civic official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, which is considered to be traceable and reasonable."

"Since this girl Yanzhi has gone out, she must have secretly held a swift imitation and went to Qingming Tianxia to learn boxing. She is very energetic and always wants to ask you about boxing. She only has the possibility of learning boxing from this senior brother Lin, otherwise she will not even have any. The master is still very caring about her. Whether it is the girl's temper and appetite, or because she feels sorry for her uncle who depends on each other, I can clearly feel that the master treats her completely differently and regards Shilingshan. As for whether Sudian itself has the same origin, is the same as her uncle, and I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Chen Ping'an said in confusion: "Without any grievance or grudge, why is Sudian fighting with me?"

The only thing that both parties have a relationship is that they have a life with the uncle of Sudian and Chen Ping'an in the same dragon kiln. At that time, the kiln apprentice had a vague impression of Sudian. They would occasionally see a thin and dark girl who was always alone and stood somewhere far away, because there are many old rules and customs for making porcelain in the dragon kiln. Women should not approach the kiln. They should not touch all porcelain burning tools with both hands, especially the kiln fire. Once discovered, their legs would be broken.

Zheng Dafeng smiled and was entertaining, "Do you really don't know or pretend to be stupid?"

Chen Ping'an said in shock: "She likes me?"

There is no reason.

Neither of them talked about a word.

Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "You have some face."

Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief.

"For Sudian, if she wants to repay her kindness, she is a martial artist. She must at least be as tall as you, so that she can really help you and repay your old debts in the future."

Zheng Dafeng explained: "The little girl has a stubborn personality and is very precocious. She is the kind of person who is clear at a young age and can figure out anything but has a stupid mouth. But just like her growing up environment, she is inevitably a little inferior. So you helped that sissy a lot back then. When he got along with Yanzhi, he must have said a lot. Over time, the little girl will keep it in mind."
To be continued...