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At the gate of Luolu Mountain, millet grains sit upright, and golden poles and green bamboo canes are placed on the table.
Taoist Master Xianwei was having a lively chat with a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head.
The other party claimed that he met the mountain master at the end of Qingping, and he was also a close friend and relative of fellow Taoist Jingqing.
The little girl in black kept staring at the tea bowls of the two Taoist priests. She only saw them drinking from them, even if they didn't see the bottom, and didn't give them a chance to help add water.
She was bored, so she subconsciously stretched out her hand and twisted the green bamboo stick, rolling it slightly and making a creaking sound. She immediately stopped and saw the foreign Taoist priest turning his head to look at her. Xiaomi Li quickly apologized and straightened her back.
, stretched out a hand forward, gesturing for the two of you to continue the discussion.
The Taoist priest had a good temper and said with a smile: "It's okay. Over there in the Taoist temple, there are often high priests who are as thin as wild cranes chatting and quarreling. If anyone talks about something wonderful, a jade chime will sound, which is very clear and sweet.
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On the mountain, a child in green clothes rolled down his sleeves and walked struttingly from the bluestone road in the mountain to the Shinto steps that used to lead to the temple on the top of the mountain. He planned to go to the top of the mountain to take a breath. When he got to the steps, he planned to take a look at the disciple Xianwei.
Whether he was lazy or not, Chen Lingjun put his hands on his hips and looked at the mountain gate. His heart tightened and he quickly stretched out a palm to cover his eyebrows. Damn, he saw it right. It was really the one who had been stabbed a thousand times, and he actually came to his door. When he thought
His master's true form was still working as a teacher at the school. Chen Lingjun immediately shrank his neck, tiptoed, and was about to return to his residence. When he arrived at the house, he jumped on the bed, covering his head under the quilt, and there was no chance of waking him up despite the thunder.
"Fellow Taoist Jingqing, don't pretend that you don't see Pindao, come to the foot of the mountain to drink tea together."
Chen Lingjun covered his ears with his hands, pretending not to hear what he was saying, and just burying his head in running all the way, saying to himself: "Last night there was a heavy rain, lightning and thunder, the wind uprooted the trees, and the building was crumbling. My dear, this kind of momentum is really terrible.
, the bed and the entire residence were like a boat in the waves of pine waves, deafening. No wonder I couldn't hear anything all day long. It was really deafening. What should I do? What should I do..."
As a result, a hand was holding his head. Chen Lingjun looked up and saw that it was his master with a warm smile, "Let's go down the mountain to entertain the guests."
The boy in green coughed and suddenly became brave, "It's okay, I have to go and meet the uninvited guest for a while. It won't take a day or two to see him dislike me. I can't bear it."
Even though the mountain master in front of me is not the real master, so what does it matter?!
The last time I watched the opening ceremony of the Huangliang Sect in Lou Mountain, the mountain owner was not around. He didn't have a good deal with this guy named Lu, and he lost a little face on the ground. He has to find his place again today.
Lu Chen turned his head and saw Chen Ping'an in blue shirt walking down the mountain. There were still a lot of ink stains on his hands.
The master of God was at the school at the foot of the mountain near the source of the Ximei River. The person in front of him, Chen Ping'an, was also one of the clones. He was responsible for "copying books" and recording and summarizing what the other six people saw and heard.
Lu Chen's eyes were sad as he said, "Chen Ping'an, I'm just visiting today and I'm empty-handed without any gifts. Why are you so angry?"
It turned out that at Caiyu Mountain's Sanhua Beach, Lu Chen and his mind had completely lost the traction of the road.
It would be fine to say that he was inadvertent and fell in love with Gao Gu from Difei Mountain's Huayang Palace, but Chen Ping'an was still in the Nascent Soul realm.
When Chen Ping'an reaches the Ascension Realm, will that be enough?
Chen Lingjun glared and said: "You are so bold, how dare you call the owner of my mountain by his first name?!"
As long as the good mountain master is around, Chen Lingjun is almost as drunk as a drunk. He is so drunk that he will not give in to anyone.
"Fellow Taoist Jingqing, just wait. There will always be a time when we two brothers will meet again."
Lu Chen gave a thumbs up to the boy in green, "When the time comes, Pindao will give you a bowl. If I see my eyes bursting with tears and you burst into tears, you can treat Pindao to a bowl of bitter wine."
Chen Lingjun looked embarrassed and reached out to hold Chen Pingan's sleeve.
Because I remembered Bai Xuan’s mantra: Don’t walk at night and don’t be alone.
Chen Ping'an shook his sleeves and held down the boy in Tsing Yi's head, "After all, we are on our own territory, and we are talking about a loser but not a loser."
It's different when someone is supporting him. Chen Lingjun put his hands on his hips and moved his mouth slightly, seemingly planning a "killer move".
Lu Chen said angrily: "If you dare to spit, don't blame me..."
Having said this, Lu Chen took a sip of tea from the bowl, raised his head, and finished the drink. Lu Chen shook his head, his Adam's apple twitching slightly, "Then let's fight based on our ability!"
Chen Lingjun thought for a while,
Xiao Mili hurriedly ran to Chen Pingan, stood on tiptoes, put his hand to his mouth, and whispered the information, "Good mountain master, this Chief Lu just said that you have gone out to practice together, traveled through mountains and rivers, and you have walked through so many mountains and rivers.
Shui has gone through many difficulties and dangers, but fortunately the brothers worked together to cut off the gold, and finally there were no dangers every time. Then one time at a place called Caiyu Mountain, he paid for your treat, and saved a banquet, and you were in front of him.
A fairy named Liang Yuping, also known as 'Jiaoshan', praised her beauty in front of her face."
"Of course I don't believe it, not even a little bit! Taoist Master Xianwei... half-believed or half-doubted."
"Taoist Master Xianwei also asked about Miss Liang's fatness and thinness. Taoist Master Lu said that the fairy sister was as beautiful as a flower, using seven or eight idioms. Taoist Master Xianwei listened for a long time and just said: '
"Xuu", Taoist priest Lu immediately changed to a popular saying, saying that Miss Liang was very good from the front and from the back, but she was a little plain from the side. Upon hearing this, Taoist priest Xianwei let out a long sigh and said:
I picked up a bowl of tea and became listless. Afterwards, the two Taoist priests were like a couple. One said walking in the snow to the corner of the earth, the other said that the place of fire is Tianni... There are many twists and turns in the rest.
I don’t remember much about it. Good mountain master, please go to the mountain gate. Just now, Taoist Master Lu said that the decline of Shinto should be paid to fate, and what should we pay tribute to when fate declines..."
Chen Lingjun pricked up his ears. Is there such a thing? It is understandable that the mountain master said a few words at the wine table.
Xianwei looked confused.
Millet grains, were you listening carefully?
Earlier you were sitting there yawning, feeling confused, like a chicken pecking at rice. Could it be all an illusion?
It's just that Pindao and Taoist Master Lu talked about so much serious knowledge, why can't you remember it well, but why do you remember these few insignificant sentences so firmly?
Xiao Mili did not forget to grin at Taoist Xianwei and extend his thumb, saying both good things and asking for credit, "Good Lord Mountain, our Taoist Xianwei treats guests so well, I can see it.
He is impeccable and very steady in his words and deeds."
Chen Ping'an walked behind the Xianwei who had been praised a lot, pressed his hands on the shoulders of his janitor, and complained softly: "Chen's character cannot be trusted by outsiders. After all, he is an outsider, so let him go." Xianwei said
You are a member of your own family, how can you be half-trusting?"
Xianwei called out to Qu Dao: "I was taken to the ditch."
Lu Chen supported the lotus crown on his head and said with a smile: "Millets, Taoist Master Xianwei, you have nothing to do here. Rong Pindao, Master Chen and fellow Taoist Jingqing, let's remember the hardships and think about the sweetness."
Chen Pingan nodded, and Xiao Mili got up obediently and returned to the mountain, intending to tell Sister Nuan Shu that at the foot of the mountain, she met a young Taoist priest named Lu who spoke funny and kindly.
The Xianwei said goodbye and went to sit on the bamboo chair at the door. He took out a book that he was rubbing hard from his arms. Hey, he took it by mistake. He quickly changed it to a serious book with brand new pages.
Chen Lingjun was sitting on a bench with Master Hao Renshan. He realized that this would require him to face Master Lu. He felt it was inappropriate, so he moved his buttocks little by little and slowly moved to sit at the end of another bench.
I still felt unsteady, so I raised my feet, turned around, and faced the outside of the mountain. I suddenly felt that the scenery here was unique.
Lu Chen looked at the back of the boy in green, smiled, grabbed the white bowl, with the mouth of the bowl facing down, and dropped a drop of tea on the table. In an instant, the clouds and mist rose, and a landscape painting appeared.
It is a majestic mountain range. There is a col on the top of the mountain, a small bridge and flowing water in the col, and an ancient temple.
Chen Pingan took a look and asked, "Is there a tree missing?"
Lu Chen shook his wrist, and another drop of tea fell on the table. He said with surprise: "Is Master Chen so familiar with the customs and customs of our Qingming world?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Qingming world is a geographical situation with nine mountains and one river. If Chen Lingjun followed you here, it would be difficult for the Yufu Dynasty to succeed, right?"
Lu Chen said with a smile: "It depends on human effort, and there are poor Taoists waving flags and shouting, advocating and building momentum. I really can't say whether a certain Taoist friend will succeed or not."
When Chen Lingjun heard this, he immediately turned around and pressed his hands on the table, "What are you talking about?"
The scroll on the table is drawn on the border between Yongzhou and Peizhou in the Qingming world. The two states are separated by a large road.
In Yongzhou, on the top of this mountain range located under the water, there is a place recorded in local chronicles as a dressing table, commonly known as a "washbasin". There is a stone bridge across the stream, named Huilong Bridge.
There is a mountain shrine beside the bridge, which hides one of the "shared beheadings" in the past. Outside the shrine is a ten thousand-year-old camphor tree, which is said to control the luck of the four states of Qingming.
Zhu Xuan, the empress of the Yufu Dynasty, was going to hold a universal feast here. With her character, Lu Chen knew with his buttocks that she would definitely chop down four branches.
Before Lu Chen traveled far away to Lizhu Cave, he had promised Zhu Xuan that he would bring a chief minister to her and the Yufu Dynasty. As a result, our Headmaster Lu talked like farting and kept delaying. Last time Lu Chen
He still had the nerve to go to the mountain god temple, but he simply turned his back and refused to admit it.
As Chen Ping'an said, Qingming's world is different from Haoran's world where water transport is abundant. Water transport is poor. As a result, raising a true dragon is as difficult as ascending to the sky.
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Before the old temple master left Haoran Tianxia, he took away a lot of the East Sea Water. According to his seniority, the old temple master can be regarded as Master Lu's uncle. He diverted these water transports to the source of Dadu. Chen Lingjun then relied on his
The chance of walking into the sea and transforming into a dragon is indeed not small. After all, this kind of walking through water has never happened before, and it is estimated that it will never happen again in the future. The old temple master granted water transportation, which is a meritorious deed, adding water power to Dadu, and entering the sea violently.
, if Headmaster Lu and Uncle Master have reached an agreement in advance, they can transfer part of their merits to Chen Lingjun, and then the monks from the Yufu Dynasty will protect the road with all their strength on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, while Headmaster Lu will keep an eye on it secretly to eliminate all accidents."
Lu Chen looked at the kid in green and snorted coldly, "Fellow Daoist Jingqing, do you hear me?! You are still talking to a poor Taoist here about noses, noses, eyes, and eyes. Tell your conscience, who are you going against?"
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Damn it, this stupid little bastard is so ungrateful. If he had followed him to Qingming World, how much blessings would have been waiting for him? He could just lie back and enjoy the blessings.
It was up to him, Lu Chen, to bridge the gap. According to the agreement, he first wanted to find a chief minister in the Yufu Dynasty. Emperor Zhu Xuan was a very courageous woman. She would definitely spend all her money on the treasury to ensure that Chen Lingjun's Dadu scandal was successful. Everything was done to help.
He turned into a dragon and left. As expected, he could compete with Wang Zhu of Mu Ping Lane for the great opportunity to become the first real dragon in the world. When the real dragon reappeared in the world, Chen, as the man who killed the dragon,
Qingliu, using this to return to the Fourteenth Realm, has to rush across the world to Qingming to find out. Even if this swordsman does not get involved in Haoran and the wild war, he may not be able to kill the dragon. But with Chen Qingliu's consistent temper,
Nine times out of ten, there will be a conflict with Zhu Xuan and the mountain temple, or with Nuguanwuzhou where the ashram is located in Yongzhou. If nothing happens, the ten thousand-year-old camphor tree will be questioned.
If the sword is cut off and Zhu Xuan makes a divination, then the situation of chaos in several states in the world is over.
Although it is still a method of treating the symptoms rather than the root cause, Lu Chen can at least delay the war for Bai Yujing and Senior Brother Yu.
Among them, the one who benefits the most is Chen Lingjun, the little river snake. He does not have to do anything, and he is destined to be stable without any sequelae. There will even be an extra protector invisibly. After all, as long as Chen Qingliu wants
To maintain the Fourteenth Realm, there must be one true dragon in the world, and only one. Besides, judging from Chen Lingjun's relationship with the man who killed the dragon over the years, I believe that the Yongzhou Yufu Dynasty will only be with Chen Qingliu.
We are brothers and get along well, like having a drink every once in a while?
As for the process of the blasphemy, as Chen Pingan said, the water of the East China Sea that Master Bixiao still puts in the sword gourd is an indispensable key link.
Otherwise, even when Lu Chen was in charge of Bai Yujing, he would not have demolished the east wall to repair the west wall, risking the disapproval of the world and tilting the entire Qingming world's water transport to serve Chen Lingjun alone.
Chen Lingjun frowned, raised a finger, and said seriously: "Let me slow down, I won't be able to turn my head for a while, I have to think carefully before making a conclusion..."
Lu Chen rolled his eyes and said, "You have a mushy brain, you can't come up with anything."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The general meaning of Master Lu is that as long as you followed him to Yongzhou back then, you would be very sure that if you successfully transformed into a dragon, you would have a good chance of becoming a great leader in the world.
Before Wang Zhu, he became the first true dragon in the world. He was a genuine dragon who could win the wind and rain, and he didn’t have to worry about being targeted by dragon-slaying people. He ascended to the realm of true dragons and served as the chief worshiper in the Yufu Dynasty.
Your identity is no different than that of the water transport co-owner of the Fourteen States of Qingming, and most importantly, you also have the largest amulet, because you are equivalent to being protected by Bai Yujing's avenue, a world, a fairy mansion on the mountain, a dynasty under the mountain, where can you go?
We are all guests here, and we all want to praise you, Patriarch Jingqing, what a hero you are."
The boy in Tsing Yi blinked his eyes. He understood what the mountain master said. He was silent for a moment and finally asked a question, "What next?"
In that foreign land, I prospered, made rich friends, and made new friends all over the world. But even leaving aside those fair-weather friends who only called themselves brothers at the wine table, there were also a few of them who could be called true friends who shared weal and woe. But here, I was down and out.
Mountain, what should I do? Chen Lingjun looked up at the mountain. There were stupid girls, millet grains, and old cooks. Then he turned to look at the Taoist Master Xianwei at the door... If you were farther away, there would be a button search, and he would often fall behind.
Brother Wei, whose face is always so good that he wears the same chopsticks as Luo Luo Shan?
Chen Pingan and Lu Chen looked at each other.
how?
Lu Chen smiled.
really.
When others "say" this, or to be more precise, they think so, they may be filled with regret, knowing that the matter has already come to an end, and pretending to be light-hearted, at least they are trying to be flattering and unwilling to admit that they have missed such an opportunity.
But Chen Lingjun is really different.
Just look at how Chen Lingjun has cared about his brother Yujiang Water God and helped him again and again over the years, and you will know how much the boy in Tsing Yi who calls himself "the little white stripe in the waves of Yujiang, the little dragon king on the mountain of desolation" values loyalty.
Friends who are unkind to me always have their own difficulties, but I can't be unkind to my friends. I can't let my friends feel that they have made me such a friend in vain, otherwise there is something wrong with me as a person.
This is probably Chen Lingjun's only purpose in walking around the world in this life.
Just like a truth, if you tell a hundred people, ninety-eight of them will make sense, but two will not make sense. Maybe one is a firm skeptic, and the other knows the truth but doesn't take it seriously.
In the final analysis, Chen Lingjun couldn't let go of everyone and everything in Luolu Mountain.
Lu Chen rolled up his sleeves and put away the landscape painting on the table. Chen Pingan asked Chen Lingjun to go to the stove to get a pot and add water.
This year, the old cook picked the green tea from several old tea trees in Huanghu Mountain and fried it by hand. The tea can withstand foaming before the rain, and it is mountain spring water, so it tastes very sweet.
Chen Lingjun poured hot water into two bowls on the table, but he seemed to have forgotten his white bowl, so Chen Pingan asked him to just put the teapot here and go about his business.
The walk was a bit unsteady and he was not in a hurry to climb the mountain. Chen Lingjun first went to Taoist Master Xianwei with his hands clasped behind his back, patted his shoulders, said a few words of sincerity, and then slowly climbed the mountain.
"In the world of martial arts, righteousness comes first. Poverty and lowliness cannot be changed, and power cannot be surrendered. When the situation forces it, it is not embarrassing to kowtow a few times. It is also a true man who can bend and stretch."
"Lu Chen, melon skin, do you think I'm stupid? I've become a real dragon. The man who slayed the dragon shouldn't come and kill me?"
"What kind of brain? You are not smart. If you are smarter, you will not be able to say such bastard words without drafting. Still, Headmaster Bai Yujingsan is here. I can do it if you leave me alone. I won't go even if you beg me."
Seeing Xiaomi Li carrying a golden pole on his shoulder and holding a green bamboo cane, Chen Lingjun clasped his hands behind his back, nodded, and said in an old-fashioned way: "Xiaomi Li, you are patrolling the mountain."
Xiaomi Li didn't stop, but just glanced at him. She sighed and continued to patrol the mountain. Jing Qing was good, but her mind was, alas, sad.
Chen Lingjun, who originally wanted to brag to Xiaomi Li, immediately felt that it was pointless and had no free time. Chen Lingjun quickly followed Xiao Mili, flipped up his sleeves, and patrolled the mountain together.
He asked loudly: "Are there any tea slices over there? I saw there were quite a few a few days ago. It's not a problem to fill a bag. Didn't the old cook steal some?"
Xiaomi Li immediately pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She said "Oh, hello," and stamped her feet: "Just say it, go to bed and watch it again. If you say no, it will be gone!"
Chen Lingjun pretended to be angry and said: "The greedy thief, the old cook, is lawless! Let's go and talk to him to reason!"
Xiaomi Li quickly grabbed Chen Lingjun's sleeve, frowned with two sparse and yellowish brows, and said seriously: "The scenery is clear, the scenery is clear, I know there is another good place, there are plenty of tea pieces!"
Lu Chen said coldly: "Combining words and making sentences, layer upon layer, only adding, not subtracting, going too far is not enough."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Those clones will not stay outside for too long."
Lu Chen smiled and said: "How many copies are roughly needed? Thirty, or a hundred, or a more stable one, three to five hundred?"
Just like when a person talks and chats, the words he really needs to use are actually only a few hundred commonly used words.
For example, in the Zhuzhi Sect of Caiyushan, the key figures that Chen Pingan copied carefully were, in addition to a few helpers from the Zhike lineage of the outer sect, the group of masons from Caiyushan, there must also be the mining officer Bai Bo, Shuilongfeng Xiahou Zan and Jizushan Liang Yuping.
, added together, it is estimated that there are all kinds of people in Little Thirty, but the people who can really be called Lu Chen's so-called "original" are only from the Zhuzhi Sect, and it is estimated that they will not exceed the number on both hands. Such backgrounds, and identities, whether they are monks
, has nothing to do with the level of realm.
However, Lu Chen always felt that Chen Ping'an stayed with Cai Yushan and seemed to have other desires, and his intentions were very well hidden.
Of course, it was not a trivial matter like watching Zhengyang Mountain through the Zhuzhi Sect, so when Lu Chen decided to deduce it, at the Sanhua Beach, he was blocked by the restriction that Chen Ping'an might have set up with the help of the talisman Yu Xuan.
Maybe it was some kind of instinct, and he took advantage of the situation and threw a piece of Lu Chen's mind into the "cage". It's not that Lu Chen couldn't forcefully break the restriction and escape, but in this way, he would really have to fight Chen Ping'an completely.
They have made a grudge. Lu Chen is never afraid of anyone. Lu Chen is only afraid of "not oneself". Lu Chen practices Taoism and has almost no good or evil. It is completely opposite to the scene where the two lines of good and evil in Chen Pingan's heart were very close. Chen Pingan's state of mind, or rather
Cognition is as if the world has not yet opened, and Lu Chen's Taoist heart is as if the difference between the world and the world is almost infinite. It can be said that the Tao is pure and unparalleled in another sense.
Chen Ping'an said: "I don't force it. Anyway, I will visit the Middle-earth Divine Continent in the future."
Lu Chen said with a smile: "Your way of swordsmanship is mysterious, but it is much simpler than Senior Brother Yu's quest for five hundred spiritual officials."
Chen Ping'an said: "Master Lu doesn't need to remind me of the gap between me and him. I know it better than anyone else."
Lu Chen asked doubtfully: "You have never personally experienced Senior Brother Yu's Taoism and swordsmanship, how dare you explain the difference clearly?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Then just think I'm bragging."
Lu Chen took a sip of tea and chewed the tea leaves in his mouth.
Chen Ping'an said: "The clone is outside. In fact, besides practice, there is also a kind of mind. If you practice mountain climbing for a long time, you will easily forget your previous life."
Then wait at the foot of the mountain to see the scenery on the mountain.
Lu Chen nodded, "All habits themselves are a kind of self-inflicted forgetfulness."
Chen Ping'an raised his bowl, clinked it with Lu Chen, and both offered tea instead of wine.
If you just say these words of Master Lu, ordinary mountain people will not be able to say them.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "When I was young, every time I went out to travel, I had a little habit of counting the characters mentioned in different books. Among the top ten characters, Master Lu is the best, ranking fourth.
Ranked tenth, the total number is not as good as one 'Lu Chen'."
After a long conversation about pouring beans through a bamboo tube, Lu Chen quickly drank up a bowl of tea, "It's been a long time since I've said so many words in one breath. I almost lost my breath and burped."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Then I will recognize you as my father, and quickly make a will, and the inheritance will belong to me."
Lu Chen's face was full of sorrow, "Brother Dafeng, is this what people say?"
Chen Pingan asked: "Ten thousand steps back, assuming that the Confucian Temple cannot find this person, counting from today, how many years will it be at the shortest time until this person reaches the Fourteenth Realm?"
Lu Chen said: "I'm just making a guess, it's not accurate. I said it in advance and it's just for reference. For example, this person didn't enter the cave after a period of time, but he ascended within a hundred years. As for how long it will take to become a master after the ascension state.
It’s hard to say about the fourteen realms. It can be as short as a hundred years or as long as a thousand years? Brother Dafeng, I just said this for you. It’s true that it’s in vain for me to say it.”
Chen Pingan continued to ask: "Then how sure are you of finding this person?"
"The hexagram is very strange."
Lu Chen raised his hand and pressed his fingers together to make a twirling gesture, "To be honest, I almost missed it by just a hair's breadth, and Pindao found the clues. But when Pindao set foot on Aquarius Continent, the clues were immediately cut off.
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Lu Chen waved his hand, "It just sounds scary. Let's take a step back. Let's talk about it again. It's just a one-hundred-year ascension realm. If you really want to care about it, put your life on a blank piece of paper. The life and death of an ascension realm.
, so what can it really be like. As for hundreds of years from now, or thousands of years from now, there will be another fourteen realms in the human world. I still haven’t been able to find them. It seems...that’s it.”
Zheng Dafeng said calmly: "In the future, when this person kills the entire world, when he retaliates with evil with a clear conscience, how many people will remember the way a child looked at the world back then, maybe... even he himself has forgotten
Bar."
The young Taoist priest remained silent.
Chen Ping'an's face turned gloomy.
Lu Chen held the back of his head with both hands and murmured, "What should I do?"
We can only let nature take its course and do our best to let nature take its course.
Lu Chen shook his body slightly and suddenly asked: "Chen Ping'an, what would you do if you saw this person?"
Chen Pingan stood up and said: "An ordinary mind."
Lu Chen turned his head and looked at the back of the Qingshan figure walking on the steps.
Zheng Dafeng slapped the table and said, "Director Lu, when will we go to Zhoucheng to set up a stall?"
Lu Chen trembled with fright and was speechless, "Brother Dafeng, I don't think there is any need to make a fuss."
After having a drink with his master and Uncle Bixiao, Lu Chen immediately went to the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace in Bai Yujing.
Sure enough, something was gained. Zhang Fenghai was very capable, and he actually figured out most of the sentence, which was a definite prophecy.
It took Tao Sang three hundred years to get this king. But after Lu Chen's deduction, it was closer to the truth. It took Tao Sang five hundred years to get Chen Jun.
But the problem is that Chen Ping'an's surname is Chen, but in fact the senior brother is also surnamed Chen now!