Chapter 113 Wind and Rain Peach Plum Shepherd's Purse
Chen Pingan sat down again and listened to Lu Chen and Zheng Dafeng talking nonsense over Xiantian.
"If Brother Dafeng lives in the Confucian sect, his Taoist power will not be inferior to that of Dong and Han."
"You have to go and shout at the gate of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple to show your sincerity. Do you dare?"
"There are many rules in Confucianism. Brother Dafeng, are you willing to go and work somewhere in the world of Qingming? Pindao is willing to recommend you. You can choose at will, inside or outside Baiyujing."
"That aunt in Wuzhou has a fierce temper and is a bit older. I may not be able to suppress her. Chaoge has a Taoist companion for a long time. If I remember correctly, there seems to have been a wedding banquet. Liangjingshan and Dachao Sect are now
We are already married, so it is inappropriate for a third party to intervene, lest Xu Juan be emotionally hurt and never recover from the fall. Could it be Sister Zhu Xuan’s Yufu Dynasty?! Or Sister Bai Lotus’s Qingshen Dynasty?”
While chatting, the two parties sat on a bench and began to whisper to each other. It seems that the relationship between the two parties was quite good back then.
Just as Chen Ping'an was about to get up, Lu Chen quickly took out a tin can with a dense inscription and the name Linlanglou. He changed the tea leaves for the mountain master and Zheng Dafeng, added hot water, and said, "Try the tea from Kuanglu Mountain."
Cloud tea, Pindao spent a lot of effort to steal so much. The price is not small. Now there is a special inscription for Pindao at the gate of the mountain. Everyone is a Taoist, why is he still so angry? How many pounds?
It's just green. Chen Ping'an, what are your plans next? If by chance, we can travel together for a long journey through mountains and rivers, and have a companion, so it won't be too boring."
Chen Pingan changed the topic and asked: "Has Zhang Fenghai of Yushu City left Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace?"
Lu Chen nodded and said: "He will participate in the debate among the three religions, and Bai Yujing will give him some slack. However, this kid has a hot temper and a stubborn streak in his mind. He has left the official genealogy of Bai Yujing and even the Dao of Yushu City."
The two senior brothers from the city lord, who had always treated him as half a son, were both happy and angry. They couldn't find the whereabouts of his junior brother Zhang Fenghai, so they knew that picking on the weakling would only take out the poor man's anger and serve as a punching bag.
, they made a big fuss when they arrived in Nanhua City. Do you really think Pindao is a vegetarian? Who wouldn’t know how to scold a shrew? Pindao has been running a stall in Huaihuang County for ten years!"
Because Lu Chen mentioned swearing in the street, Chen Pingan asked: "Cheng Quan?"
At the top of the city, Cheng Quan and Zhao Gezhen, two old swordsmen, both admired the second shopkeeper very much. It had nothing to do with their swordsmanship. As outsiders, the young hidden officials just happened to completely crush him in the field they were best at.
Suppressed them.
Lu Chen said with a smile: "He and Nalan Shaowei are now using the dragon-resting stone in the middle of the water in Suichu Palace as a sword-refining dojo.
Yes, when you travel in the future, just walk sideways in the Fourteen States. As for Dong Heitan and Fatty Yan, you don't have to worry. To say the least, as long as the criminal officer Hao Su is in charge, they will only bully others.
"
Chen Pingan nodded.
Lu Chen suddenly whispered: "You owe Yu Xuan the three hundred gold and copper coins. I am a poor man with little savings. The worst thing in my life is to see a friend not repaying his debt. The thought of this makes me feel uncomfortable, so I have already helped him to pay for it.
As far as our friendship and a little money is concerned, don’t mention it again!”
Chen Pingan sneered.
Lu Chen said angrily, "Okay, to tell you the truth, it was actually Pindao and Yu Lao Shenxian who talked a lot and talked a lot, so they helped Luo Po Shan get rid of this debt."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "In addition to liking to take things for granted, Master Lu is also very good at taking credit."
Lu Chen asked doubtfully: "The old scholar has told you about this?"
Chen Pingan frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
Lu Chen looked embarrassed and had to explain the reason honestly, "Before Pindao left Bai Yujing and came to Haoran, Pindao did go to the stars in the sky and had a pleasant chat with Yu Xuan. The old god took the initiative to mention three hundred gold and copper coins.
For one thing, it was said that the old scholar had a lot of benefits from sitting and talking with him. He was thin-skinned, and gold and copper coins were nothing compared to them. Even if they were written off in one stroke, "a small amount of money, don't mention it again." This is a poor Taoist.
He was just sending a message to the old god Yu. He also said that next time Shan Lord Chen visits the Middle Earth Divine Continent, even if Yu Xuan is not in the sect, he can directly borrow another three to five... five or six hundred gold essences from Jinjin Peak.
For the copper coins, he has already said hello to the two direct disciples of Zhengzong and Shangzong who are in charge of money, so Master Chen will get the money just by asking."
When he said three or five, he saw something was wrong in Chen Ping'an's eyes. Lu Chen understood instantly and immediately changed his words and directly stated the number to five or six hundred.
Bo Yuntian, a poor man with moral integrity, is willing to put a knife in his brother's hands for this pot, so he will just bear it!
Lu Chen asked tentatively: "The six clones are limited by the rank of the talisman paper. They seem to be of low level. Do they really don't need the help of a poor Taoist to protect the way?"
"No need to discuss."
Chen Pingan stood up to say goodbye and climbed the mountain in silence alone.
If Lu Chen didn't talk nonsense, Luolu Shanquan Mansion would have produced 300 extra gold and copper coins out of thin air. If they were all refined, although it would not be able to improve the rank of a "Jingkou Yue" flying sword, the number of differentiated flying swords could be significantly increased.
Increase.
During my subsequent trip to Yuzhou, apart from meeting His Majesty the Emperor of Dali, I didn't know how much gold and fine copper coins there were in surplus in Dali's treasury.
Of course, we also need to go to the Yuzhang County Logging Institute. After confirming that Lin Shouyi's father was not involved in the grudge that year, Chen Ping'an's feeling of relief was not what outsiders would say.
On the Qingming Festival this year, Ma Kuxuan wants to stop Yuxuan in the capital, so he can give it a try.
It doesn't matter whether it involves Zhenwu Mountain or Xiyue Mountain Lord's Mansion in Aquarius Continent.
Furthermore, in Niujiao Mountain, Chen Ping'an promised Zhang Caiqin and Hong Yangbo that they would attend the Qingxing Kingdom ceremony in the middle of the year.
As for the large-scale excavation in Tongyezhou, Chen Ping'an had already made up his mind to leave it alone and leave it entirely to Cui Dongshan and Qingping Sword Sect to reconcile with all forces.
Previously in Tianwai, Chen Ping'an confirmed one thing. The Confucian Temple was indeed going to enthrone the Five Mountains of Aquarius Island, including Wei Bo and Jin Qing, and they would soon be granted the title of gods.
As for the three-religion debate, Chen Ping'an was still hesitating whether to participate in the debate, and if so, whether to take the immortal captain with him.
The top priority, of course, is to return to the Jade Pure Realm.
After that, he traveled around the world with Liu Jiuxian. Originally, he must visit the Liu family in Ai Aizhou and the Lei Gong Temple in Pei Axiang. Now Chen Pingan is too lazy to visit the Liu family. The relationship is not close enough.
He's just an anonymous visitor.
On the other side of the door, as soon as the mountain owner left, Xiao Mo and Xie Gou appeared soon.
Lu Chen looked at the girl in the mink hat. The girl in the mink hat bent her fingers and pointed at her eyes, signaling the young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown to keep his tricks in check.
Lu Chen said from his heart: "All things rise and fall naturally, and old things are inherently inferior to new ones. It's just that Miss Xie wants to steal the sky and change the weather, so it's not easy for Pindao to do it."
Xie Gou grinned and said, "It all depends on man-made efforts."
Then Xie Gou said pitifully: "Xiao Mo, this Taoist priest secretly teased me, and his words just now were very naughty."
Zheng Dafeng immediately raised the white bowl and said, "I can use Director Lu's dog head as a guarantee. Director Lu can do this."
Xiao Mo smiled, obviously not taking it seriously, "Mr. Zheng, please don't say it's a joke, I can trust Director Lu."
Lu Chen gave Mr. Xiaomo a thumbs up and drank a sip of tea to calm down his shock, "Besides, it's better to recite the Buddha's name in vain than to curse others."
Xie Gou sneered: "You are a Taoist priest, but you can also eat fast and chant Buddha's name?"
Lu Chen nodded, "When a poor man encounters difficulties or obstacles that he cannot overcome, he should always recite Buddha's blessings, Amitabha, silently in his heart several times."
Xie Gou was a little confused. The Taoist priest in front of him was Bai Yujing's third master, Lu Chen?
Is it difficult to kill? How difficult to kill?
Lu Chen turned his head and looked at Luo Luo Mountain.
There was a rickety old man on the mountain who Pei Qian said was "the best cook among cooks and the best cook among warriors." He looked at the foot of the mountain with a smile.
After we parted, I didn’t know where you were, and when I was drunk, I forgot the way I came.
The world is silent, except for the faint sound of turning books on the bamboo chair at the mountain gate.
In the bamboo room on the first floor, Chen Pingan continued to "copy books."
Dozens of people, such as Xiahou Zan and Liang Yuping, were already standing on the bank of the Heart Lake where Chen Ping'an's main body was. Their postures and expressions were slowly changing, like water flowing, and their clothes were clearly visible, even if they were a single person.
The great monk looked at it intently. Even the damage to every thread of the robe was in line with the "reason". Since they are all real things that have been repeatedly washed away by the long river of time, there are naturally no flaws. And what they said
Every sentence and words are floating in the air, like a flock of birds lingering around the mountains, lingering.
Luolu Mountain and Qingping Sword Sect.
The upper sect has the Lotus Root Blessed Land at Jiling Peak, and the lower sect has Changchun-Dongtian at the Mixue Peak.
There is a mountain in the cave named Chisong, naturally because of the many ancient pine trees in the mountain. According to Cui Dongshan’s explanation, it was because the previous owner was a man of few desires and disliked making noise, so he used an extremely clever method of “sealing the mountain” to make it
So far, no enlightened plant spirit has appeared in the mountain. Of course, this ban has been lifted by Cui Dongshan. I believe that it will not be long before the enlightened ancient pine wood spirit appears in the mountains one after another. However, the awakening is far from refining, especially
It is a species of grass and trees, so the difficulty is not small.
Yu Xiehui and He Gu, who were originally practicing swordsmanship in the mountains, are now traveling and busy with their business, saying that they are doing their best to dig out the Great Dam.
Only Chai Wu, Bai Xuan, King Sun Chun and Cheng Chaolu were left.
Chai Wu has reached the Jade Pu Realm and is now the most leisurely one.
Bai Xuan and the others gathered together during a rare break from sword practice today.
Chai Wu just noticed the gathering here and rushed over to join in the fun.
Seeing the little girl holding a wine bottle in her hand, Bai Xuan clasped his fists and bowed, "Oh, hey, isn't this the Immortal Chief? What kind of wind has brought you here? Come on, Peng."
Pi Shenghui, this junior is of low status and has a poor family, a humble house without wine, poor hospitality, and a lot of sins. Little Chef Cheng, why are you still wondering what you are doing? Hurry up and kowtow to our immortal elder to apologize..."
King Sun Chun, who was sitting aside, glanced at Bai Xuan, who was full of sarcastic words. He did this every time, endlessly. Thanks to Chai Wu's good temper, she would not be used to Bai Xuan.
In fact, Bai Xuan just felt unhappy and had been addicted to talking. If he was really jealous of Chai Wu and couldn't see her well, he really couldn't do it.
Who is Uncle Bai when he is bent on attaining enlightenment and ascension?!
But since Chai Wu entered the Yu Pu realm, Bai Xuan felt that he and the "genius" could not be related at all in this life.
After all, neither Chen Li nor Bai Xuan, who was known as the "Little Hidden Official", felt that the gap between them was that big. If they just put in more effort and put in a little effort, they would surpass him in their own realm.
As a result, Chai Wu jumped directly from the third level of Qi Practitioner in Liujin Realm to Yupu Realm. What should Uncle Bai do?
Could it be that he was so cruel that he let Lord Yin Guan chop him with a few swords and cut back to the third realm from the cave realm first? The problem is that even so, Uncle Bai is just following the example of the girl "Cao Mu".
Wouldn't it be better to lose to her in terms of momentum?
Feeling really bored, Bai Xuan took out a booklet from his sleeve, put it on the table, rubbed his hands seriously, and then slowly opened the book of heroes.
On the first page, there is Qiu Zhi, a swordsman from Jiuyifeng whom we have just met, and he is a good brother.
No wonder Mr. Yin Guan always likes to travel far and wide. Friends probably come here like this. They cannot fall from the sky. You have to rely on fate to find and make friends by yourself.
Bai Xuan turned around and said: "Little cook, you also learn boxing..."
Cheng Chaolu immediately shook his head like a rattle and said resolutely: "I'll forget it, my qualifications for learning boxing are too poor, and I'm not good enough at all, so I won't use the Yu to make up for it!"
For the sake of his fellow countrymen, Bai Xuan continued to persuade: "Little cook, why do you have to be so arrogant as a human being? It's good to just shout a few times from the side."
Bai Xuan still shook his head when he saw the fat man.
That's all, after all, Cheng Chaolu is just the same as Pianranfeng Baishou. They have no courage and are both cowards.
Especially Bai Shou, luckily they all have the surname Bai, and all the Bai family members are heroes. Next time we meet, I must persuade him to change his surname.
Southern Aquarius Continent, the northeastern border of Yunxiao Dynasty,
A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, followed by a young woman with a whisk in her hand, stopped when they reached the foot of a mountain.
Nu Guan smiled and said: "Shuijing, why did your friend choose such a weak spiritual place to establish a sect?"
Dong Shuijing said: "He has had this kind of personality since he was a child. He doesn't like liveliness. He wishes no one knew him. He just likes to make money in silence."
The owner of this mountain, one master and one master, came down the mountain to greet the distinguished guests.
On the way down the mountain, Wu Tijing joked: "If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason, Master Hu, you have to take it easy and be careful not to be cheated and pay back the money."
Hu Feng said: "Dong Shuijing is almost the same as you when it comes to money. They are neither greedy nor trustworthy."
Hu Feng has only had one and a half friends in his life, Wu Tijing next to him counts as one, and fellow villager Dong Shuijing at the foot of the mountain counts as half.
Wu Tijing raised his chin and said, "The Taoist nun next to Dong Shuijing looks pretty good."
Hu Feng said: "As expected, he is the current palace master of Lingfei Palace."
As expected, after the two parties met, Dong Shuijing introduced the female crown who was traveling with him, Huang Li, the current palace lord of Lingfei Palace, whose Taoist name was "Dongting".
Previously, it was the Lingfei Temple of the old Baishuang Dynasty, but the capital was captured by the Great Li cavalry all the way south, and the country was cut off. Now it has become the Yunxiao Dynasty with a slightly smaller territory.
Not long ago, Lingfei Temple was also promoted from Guansheng Palace, but it was not within the Yunxiao Dynasty.
In other words, it is precisely because of the existence of this Taoist temple and her role as the protector of the country, otherwise the Yunxiao Dynasty could completely annex this small country.
Rumor has it that this female crowned woman in the Jade Purity Realm is very good at Qingzhang congratulatory speeches, practicing Liujia on the Dao, and can invite gods to come down to the real world, command thousands of ghosts, and drive Yin soldiers.
She opened up an ancient battlefield with a large number of Yin soldiers on the border between the two countries outside the palace. As her second dojo, it is now extremely powerful and gives the Yunxiao Dynasty a headache.
Dong Shuijing's first business partner was actually Hu Feng.
On the boundary of the old Longzhou and the new Chuzhou, Dong Shuijing was nicknamed "Dong Bancheng". Hu Feng had a lot of credit for its success.
When they met, Dong Shuijing did not exchange polite greetings and went straight to the topic, "Hu Feng, do you still remember the amount of principal you gave me and our agreement on dividing the accounts at that time?"
Hu Feng nodded.
He was born in poverty, and he was not the kind of person who could afford to spend money without treating it as money. So although Hu Feng was not particularly concerned about money, he must have remembered the accounts clearly and was too lazy to rush them.
Two groups of people climbed a mountain together and chatted while walking.
At that time, Hu Feng picked up eight snake gallstones of excellent quality in the Longxu River and sold them to Li Shi on Fulu Street and an old man on Taoye Lane. Although Hu Feng was young, he was experienced and sold the snake gallstones.
It was split in half, so both parties could not offend, and got two large piles of silver notes. Hu Feng later spent only a small part of the silver to buy a whole street of houses in Zhoucheng, and got more than 30 yamen houses for delivery.
Land deeds, at that time the price of mansions in Zhoucheng was still very low, and the Dali court intended to "fill" the old Longzhou from Hongzhou and Yunzhou. In order to encourage the rich from other states, people immigrated here, and Longzhou
Many policies of the government were exclusively for the benefit of the people. Hu Feng handed over the rest of his family property to Dong Shuijing, which was regarded as joining the gang. In addition, because he often followed his grandfather on the streets when he was young, Hu Feng
Feng collected a lot of "junk", mostly bronze mirrors, ancient coins and other inconspicuous objects, and gave them to Dong Shuijing to help sell them. He sold them high and sold them low. Hu Feng didn't even bother. Anyway, Dong Shuijing just took care of the business.
When doing business, it doesn't matter if you lose everything. If you make a profit, both parties will share the dividends.
Back then, Dong Shuijing sold these "junk goods" at a high price and converted them into snow money. Hu Feng's two pieces of fairy money accounted for almost 30% of Dong Shuijing's family fortune.
Dong Shuijing smiled and said: "There are two ways now. First, we will break up the partnership and you will recover the principal and dividends. Second, the principal will continue to be retained and the first dividend will be collected first. From now on, I will have people come to your doorstep every year."
Come, if you don’t mind the trouble, ten years or a month is fine.”
Hu Feng said without hesitation: "The second option is to pay dividends once every ten years."
Wu Tijing asked casually: "If Boss Hu chooses the first method, how many Guyu coins can he get?"
Hu Feng was also a little curious, dozens? A little less. One hundred, hundreds?
Anyway, as long as he has more than a hundred Grain Rain coins, Pai can easily overcome the current difficulties.
Dong Shuijing smiled and reported a number.
Two thousand two hundred grain rain coins.
Hu Feng mistakenly thought that he heard wrongly.
Wu Tijing only had one feeling: Is it such an easy thing to make money? Brother Dong, please take care of me from now on?
Dong Shuijing took out a square-inch object from his sleeve, which was a folding fan folded together. "There were two hundred Grain Rain coins in it. As for this square-inch object, it was regarded as a congratulatory gift to Master Hu and Master Wu for founding the sect."
There are no restrictions on this fan. Opening it opens the door. The fan has good karma, and the homophonic word "good" has good karma. It should be regarded as a good sign. I hope that our cooperation can be long-lasting and long-lasting."
Hu Feng didn't show any pretense and accepted the folding fan directly.
Wu Tijing's impression of Dong Shuijing is much better, he is indeed a cheerful person.
Hu Feng rarely joked, "If I had known I could make money like this, I wouldn't have spent money to buy those houses in the city."
Dong Shuijing joked: "According to the current account division, you almost spent a grain rain coin as snow money back then."
Having said this, Dong Shuijing gave a thumbs up, "He is worthy of being the leader. He has shown his generosity even when he was young."
Dong Shuijing asked: "Hu Feng, are you willing to sell those broken porcelain pieces you picked up in Lao Porcelain Mountain?"
Hu Feng shook his head.
Then Hu Feng added with a smile, "If you had mentioned this first and not mentioned the dividends, I would have gritted my teeth and sold it."
Dong Shuijing smiled and said: "Maybe this is the way to do business with others. I won't use these vain methods with you. The friendship between fellow villagers still needs to be talked about."
Hu Feng also laughed. The friendship between fellow villagers may be funny to many people, but Hu Feng did not. Dong Shuijing did care, and Hu Feng also took it seriously.
Dong Shuijing said directly: "Then let's discuss something more. I want to buy the Cicada Cave with you."
Although it has been missing for a long time, this cave has always been one of the thirty-six small caves.
Hu Feng shook his head.
As for how Dong Shuijing knew that he had this cave in his hands, Hu Feng was unwilling to ask more. He also believed that Dong Shuijing had no ill intentions.
There are always some people who seem to be born with the ability to make others trust them.
In fact, Hu Feng viewed Dong Shuijing, Dong Shuijing and Wu Tijing the same way, and he also viewed Hu Feng the same way.
Otherwise, the general Qi practitioners would have become suspicious a long time ago. As for Yamazawa and Yexiu, they would probably have already begun to think about how to kill people and silence them.
Wu Tijing glanced at the female crown next to Dong Shuijing.
Huang Lize and the young swordsman smiled back.
Dong Shuijing smiled and said: "Don't refuse in a hurry. Let's listen to my offer conditions first. First, I offer 10,000 grain rain coins to buy the Cicada Slough Cave."
"Second, to be precise, I only buy the ownership of Cicada Cave with you. Within six hundred years, I will not interfere with your right to use it. Even if you empty out the treasures in the cave, I don't care. I just
There is no problem with the remaining empty shell. I will take back this cave after six hundred years. Of course, if you think the time limit is too short, you can negotiate again, even eight hundred years."
"Third, of course I don't have so much cash. Ten thousand grain rain coins is not a small amount after all. So I will pay it in three installments. The first payment, three thousand grain rain coins, can be given to you now. The second payment, one
One hundred years later, four thousand. The third payment, three hundred years later, will be paid in full. These four hundred years will be treated as my overdue payment, and the interest will be calculated separately, how about that?"
Wu Tijing was so amazed that he didn't take the money seriously. He was also shocked by Dong Shuijing's generosity. He couldn't help but hit Hu Feng in the ribs with his elbow. Wu Tijing didn't bother to express his feelings and said bluntly: "Hu Feng
, I think we can talk about it!”
Not to mention eight hundred years, six hundred years, with the cultivation aptitudes of myself and Hu Feng, even if those Sword Immortal relics are immobilized, how can I learn the sword intention?
Hu Feng shook his head and said, "Don't talk about this."
Dong Shuijing didn't want to force others to make things difficult for him, and said with a smile: "It's okay. If you change your mind one day, remember to be the first to come to me. You can always agree, right?"
Hu Feng nodded and said, "That's no problem."
Before the group of people reached the two adjoining huts halfway up the mountain, Dong Shuijing stopped and said goodbye, "I'm back. Palace Master Huang still has a lot of matters to deal with. Hu Feng, to be honest, I don't want to go back."
I have no idea that even a person like me, who is already very unsophisticated, feels that your sect is too shabby, and even the wonton shop I had back then was probably a bit better than yours."
Hu Feng smiled and said, "It will definitely be different next time you come here."
After Dong Shuijing finished chatting, without even taking a sip of water, he took Nu Guan Huang Li down the mountain with him. When they reached the foot of the mountain, she took out a talisman boat and sailed away in the clouds and mist.
It can be said that things come and go in a hurry, and they move swiftly and resolutely.
Wu Tijing rarely recognizes someone, "This Dong Shuijing is a kind person."
Hu Feng nodded, "My grandfather once said that shrewdness, intelligence, and wisdom are in different realms. He also said that although a person born with wisdom is easily tainted by the worldly world, as long as he has wisdom, he can be more capable.
It's easy to 'change your mind' and 'look back'. When my grandfather went to Lao Ci Mountain to look for me, he saw Dong Shuijing's face for the first time and said that he looked old at the age of three. He would definitely be a man with plenty of money in the future, and his greatest ability was...
If you make a lot of money, you can still keep it.”
"Actually, Dong Shuijing stopped studying a long time ago and made his fortune by opening a wonton shop and selling glutinous rice wine."
"Before that, I even persuaded him to stay and study with Mr. Qi, but Dong Shuijing was very determined. He said that he couldn't study as well as Lin Shouyi anyway, so he might as well make money early."
Wu Tijing smiled and said: "It can be seen that Huang Li from Lingfei Palace is very polite to Dong Shuijing."
As the direct disciple of Immortal Lord Cao Rong, she inherited Lingfei Palace. According to the seniority of the Taoist sect, she is the second disciple of Lu Chen, the third master of Bai Yujing.
It is possible to have such a Taoist female fairy who needs a backer and a realm to accompany him on the mountain as if she were a retinue.
This shows that Dong Shuijing is really developed.
The sea of clouds was rolling, and on the talisman boat, Nu Guan asked with a smile: "Shuijing, you really don't want to come with me to the Qingmiao Peak Jinxian Temple?"
Dong Shuijing shook his head and said, "I want to go to Miao Mountain."
"People who sell knives on credit are busy."
"People are busy but their minds are not busy."
In Dali Yuzhou, on the bank of Jingxi River, there is an incense temple that can only be regarded as an ordinary ancient temple. Although it is a thousand-year-old temple, because it belongs to the Buddhist lineage that pays the most attention to clear rules and precepts, even on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, there are still not many pilgrims.
In recent years, the Dali imperial court began to build temples in various places to promote Buddhism. Presumably before this, the temples were really in a bleak situation.
But if it is in the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth, or the Liuxia Continent where Buddhism is prosperous, it is conceivable that this temple is known as the No. 1 Buddhist Mountain in the Aquarius Continent and is very popular.
I remember that when I was young, I went into the mountains with Master Yao to look for suitable porcelain clay. The old man once said to himself, if the tree moves the dead, the living will move, and if the soil moves the nest, it will become a Buddha.
An elderly scholar with frosty white temples, who seemed to be in his seventies and with a delicate appearance, stayed here for many days and often consulted with the great monk on Vinaya knowledge, especially the "Four Parts of Vinaya".
It is said that the founder of this temple once served as the abbot of a famous temple in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and also participated in the translation session of a Tripitaka master.
Previously, Chen Pingan calmed down his mind and returned to his position. The "layman" did not want to be exposed in the temple, so he immediately used the escape method and found a cave in the mountains to "slough" a cicada into a paper talisman. When Chen Pingan calmed down again, he quietly
Return to the temple, pass through the mountain gate, enter the guest room, light lamps and copy scriptures.
At noon today, dark clouds were gathering and it was going to rain heavily. For a while, the day was as dark as the night.
A scholar in Confucian robes with a wooden hairpin on his head was sitting on a futon in the corridor, holding a string of rosary beads and gently twisting the beads.
After coming to this ancient temple for several months, the scribe did not have a bookboy or servant to follow him. He only brought a few rituals, clothes and bookcases, and everything was kept simple.
There is a rich collection of books in the temple, but they are half damaged and infested with insects. There is a small pond in front of the main hall, in which there are dozens of golden carp and crucian carp with brilliant scales. According to the records of the mountain, in history, there were immortal kings and strangers who carried several small dragons to the temple.
The pools are all over a foot long, with a snake head and four claws. There are pilgrims nearby from young to old. During the Jiazi period, every time I came to the temple to burn incense, I would take a few glances at the pools, but there was no sign that they were growing old and dying. It was rumored that there were once foreign robbers.
On several occasions, I heard the news and sneaked into the temple at night, captured the dragons, put them in water bottles, and carried them away. They all escaped halfway and returned to the temple pool on their own. The water bottles were sealed. Unfortunately, after a heavy rain, the dragons lifted into the sky with the clouds and disappeared. Now,
It is said that the golden carp and golden crucian carp in the water turned from the original green and black to golden because they were infiltrated by the dragon's energy. They have listened to Sanskrit music, morning bells and evening drums for a long time. They listen to the Tao and practice here, and seek reincarnation.
The scribe in Confucian shirt was a big pilgrim and a monk in the temple. I had seen that he spoke well and had a pure accent in the capital. I suspected that this man looked like a noble official. He often took the initiative to chat and made insinuations. Later, the scribe explained in every possible way that he was not from an official family. Over time, the monks respected him.
His complexion gradually faded, and his arrogance became stronger. There was a novice monk who was sure that this person was a wealthy businessman. He often asked about many affairs in foreign states and counties, and often invited scribes to climb mountains together to enjoy the scenery. This was because there was another cliff on the top of the mountain, and he often got up.
The white clouds are extremely wide, condensed like jade, like a sea of snow and snails, but the mountain remains unmovable. The little novice only needs to knock on the window and say the word "clouds rise", and the scribe will put on his straw sandals and hold two digging tools.
Back in the mountain, I borrowed a walking stick made of bamboo roots from a young novice monk. It was made of light and clean material, and they climbed together. The mountain was filled with clouds and mist. When I climbed the mountain, I had no idea whether the mountain was rising into the clouds, or whether the clouds were connecting to the mountain.
There is a clean and refreshing spring on the side of the temple. The mountain monk used a long bamboo tube to introduce it into the kitchen to make sweet tea. The old scribe lived here for a long time and copied scriptures every day. He also carried an ancient inkstone with him. The scribe often held the inkstone himself.
Go to the Qingtong and the inkstone pool to collect spring water for grinding ink. On the back mountain is the Imperial Stele Pavilion, which was erected by the emperor of the previous dynasty for the Empress Dowager's blessing. There are still more than ten stone steles beside the road outside the pavilion, most of which were raised by local officials to pray for rain.
, the inscriptions all say that this temple prays for rain, and the imperial court asks for the number of acres of temple land.
In Yuzhou, the weather is different for hundreds of miles. Since ancient times, there has been the phenomenon of thunder and clear sky at noon. Moreover, the abundant water vapor is blocked by the high mountains. If two armies are connected, they are facing each other on the battlefield. Therefore, there are heavy rains in the ancient temples in the mountains. The sound is astonishing, like a drought dragon.
When you go to the valley, you are in a hurry. It usually takes as little as a cup of tea or as long as a cook to see the sun again. The natives all say that there is a hidden dragon that travels to the world after rain and drags its tail across this mountain.
In history, this ancient temple has suffered from military disasters and lightning strikes many times, and has been destroyed and rebuilt again and again. Fortunately, the merit monuments in the temple clearly remember this.
A night watch monk once witnessed a strange scene. Electrical fire intertwined, entering through the window, and flashing brightly on the eaves. The sky fire burned the golden powder Buddha face of the statue in the house. After the fire was extinguished, the face of the Buddha statue looked like tear stains, and the pillars and windows of the main hall.
None of them were damaged, and a statue of Buddha riding a lion was also broken. The gold powder painted on it melted like water, and the other colors remained the same.
When the current abbot monk came to stay here, he began to give lectures on the throne. Soon after that, every time there was thunder and lightning at night, a golden light would bloom on the top of the tower, like shooting stars scattered in all directions.
However, there were no strange phenomena elsewhere. The temple was suddenly filled with incense, and there was an endless stream of devotees and believers who were willing to bypass many Taoist temples and come to the temple to offer incense.
Unexpectedly, this monk turned out to be a monk and a pilgrim. He explained in detail one by one how the owl tail on the roof, which he personally drew, repaired and built, can prevent lightning strikes and sky fire, and why the spire in the temple must be plated with a layer of gold and silver.
And what is the material of the core column that goes straight to the ground? Why is it called the Thunder God Pillar in ancient books? What is the purpose of building the "Dragon Cave" underground... In short, according to the old monk, there is no such thing.
So mysterious, it has nothing to do with ghosts or auspiciousness.
After that, both inside and outside the temple, whether they listened with half understanding or understood it completely, they all felt that it was meaningless to have lightning strike and sky fire again.
Ancient and strange things are worthless once you see them through. Divine and strange things are worthless once you see through them.
It's just that the old monk's actions directly caused the incense, which was getting better, to fall into the cold again.
It is not that the monks in the temple have no complaints about this, but the old monk is the abbot appointed by the Dali imperial court. It is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away.
The layman Chen, who was staying in the temple, also curiously asked why the great monk was so "unnecessary".
The old monk's explanation was also very simple, "Buddha's teachings should not reveal miracles to people."
If I had said it more bluntly and harshly, I would probably have just dropped the line "to deceive people."
The layman asked out of curiosity, "Buddhism has magical powers, isn't it a method of convenience?"
The old monk laughed and said, "After all, it is just a method of convenience, not the only method."
The scholar with frosty white temples nodded and said: "Good."
"Since lay people also believe in Buddhism, then the poor monk has a question."
"Excuse me, great monk."
"Do you think Buddhism is a world-weary method?"
"The Tathagata says the world is not the world, it is the world."
The layman was silent for a moment, and then gave these three sentences to strengthen his courage and reassurance, "If it is limited to the world we live in, Buddhism... is naturally world-weary."
The old monk nodded slightly and left with a smile.
The heavy rain was approaching, so the scribe stood up and saluted.
An old monk stopped to return the courtesy and walked into the corridor.
The old monk smiled and said: "So Master Chen is a Taoist who practices thunder?"
The scribe nodded and said: "I don't dare to say that I entered the palace, I only know a little bit about it."
"There are many records in fantasy novels that thunder and fire melt the sword but the scabbard does not burn. "Piya" records that the yin and yang stimulate each other, the light is electricity, the sound is thunder, and each sound complements each other."
The old monk smiled and said: "If Master Chen comes here for spiritual practice, whether it is to draw thunder or refine objects, wouldn't Master Chen's trip be in vain?"
After all, nowadays the temple only protects against lightning but does not trigger it.
Historically, there were monks in this temple who practiced magical powers, made the Vajra Angry Eyes, and went out to slay demons. The temple specially opened a lightning room for this purpose, with the wooden sheath of the Hundred Refined Swords. Whenever lightning struck, the swords would often
It melts into water in the scabbard, but the scabbard is still intact. In addition, there are various gold-plated and silver-inlaid lacquerwares. The gold and silver on them all melt and flow into many specially designed vessels. After melting into water and then condensing, if it is again
Use the secret smelting skills of the mountain to recast it into a brand new sword, or smelt it and use it as a talisman "cinnabar", which can be used to draw talismans, which can deter evil spirits and bring no harm.
The scribe shook his head and said, "I just came here to seek advice from the abbot on Buddhism."
The old monk asked: "Buddhism has 84,000 Dharma schools, but the Vinaya sect is the most assiduous in cultivation. Since Master Chen is not a Buddhist, why is he only interested in our Vinaya sect?"
The Vinaya sect can be said to have strict precepts, and practicing the precepts is recognized as the most difficult.
"It's difficult first, then it's easy, and then it's easy. Furthermore, I don't dare to lie to the great monk. I just practice hard in the temple. After leaving the temple gate, there is another way to practice."
Hearing this, the old monk nodded and said, "I have offered incense and bowed to the Buddha here. After leaving the mountain gate, I am also practicing."
The scribe asked: "All living beings have their own karma and obstacles. How can we teach the theory of karma and retribution?"
The old monk smiled and said: "When it comes to the theory of cause and effect, there is no need to believe in the ancient sages. The stubborn fools do not want to believe it. The clever people do not dare to believe it. The middle-aged people have to believe it. They would rather believe that it exists than that it does not exist."
After the lightning and thunder in the sky, there was a sudden heavy rain, like a hole in a huge lake hanging in the sky, and water poured into the world wantonly.
The old monk sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
The scribe gently twisted the rosary beads.
The sound of the eaves is like a waterfall, and the rain curtain is like a curtain.
The water is deep and silent, and the heavy rain does not last long.
It's the first day after the rain, the sun is warm and the wind is gentle, and the green hills are dripping with rain.
The old monk opened his eyes and laughed softly: "The peach trees in the city are worried about the wind and rain."
Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly and nodded, "Spring is with shepherd's purse flowers in Xitou."
In the southern boundary of Aquarius Continent, Chen Pingan did not travel much. Except for the last time he walked through a mountainous journey with Senior Song, every time he went south, Chen Pingan took a ferry to Laolong City. He had previously agreed to Zhang Caiqin of Qingfufang
He and Hong Yangbo were going to Qingxing Country to attend the prince's coronation ceremony. Chen Ping'an wanted to know more about the world of Qingxing Country. The Dilongshan Ferry where Qingfu Fang was located belonged to the Liu family of Qingxing Country, because
Located to the south of Qidu, it broke away from the status of a vassal state of the Great Li vassal and reorganized the old mountains and rivers. Emperor Liu is now not young, almost seventy years old. He should have established a heir apparent and guarded the utensils, but I don't know why.
However, Emperor Liu appointed his youngest son as the crown prince of the country, and made an exception to hold an external coronation ceremony for the young prince, which could be regarded as a way to pave the way.
The new Imperial Preceptor is Hong Yangbo’s old friend from the mountains, and the owner of Qingfufang, the female swordsman Zhang Caiqin, is from a family that is not in the Qingxing Kingdom, but in the Meiji Kingdom further south, and belongs to a first-class wealthy family with numerous generals.
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The Zhang family of Tiancao County in the Meiji Kingdom was a well-established Immortal family in the southern part of the central Aquarius Continent. However, the Zhang family was more famous in the mountains than among the people.
A Chen Ping'an clone had previously stayed at the Immortal Inn opened by Zhang in the capital of Qingxing Kingdom. An Immortal Inn, Shanshui Dibao would definitely give priority to providing the strange people and strange things of the Immortal Palace in this country, and similar to Qingxing Kingdom.
Small countries often invite literary leaders to write, or write down monthly comments about people, or criticize a few neighboring countries. They also copy chess records between national players, and there are also stories about the love and hatred between certain fairies and such-and-such heroes. In short, there are all kinds of things.
, everything is included.
After the remaining clouds dispersed, the full moon shook gold again.
A young man with a dull expression and a sword on his back was walking alone in the wilderness on a moonlit night.
With the moonlight and unusual eyesight, the young man was reading a military book.
This is a hastily swept battlefield site.
In the early years, the Qingxing Kingdom's court held a water and land ceremony. The money allocated by the Ministry of Household Affairs was deducted at all levels, and the total amount was 80,000 taels. In the end, the actual amount used here was probably less than 8,000 taels.
Heaven doesn't care and earth doesn't care, the court can't control it if it wants to, but the monks will suffer a big loss if they do.
Therefore, obscene gods, mountain spirits and water monsters, evil ghosts, and evil spirits gathered one after another.
In this land of thousands of miles.
It seems that the Zhang family of Tiancao County once secretly sent a group of Zhang family's children, but they returned with a lot of losses, causing this area to gather more vicious people who came after hearing the news.
This young man wearing a pair of straw sandals and carrying a sword walked to the foot of an isolated mountain, closed the book, put it in his sleeve, and started climbing alone along a narrow path.
The world has always been vast when you climb to the top, and you can see the spring scenery of the world calmly.
But what I can see from this mountain top is that the surrounding heaven and earth are filled with a misty and gloomy scene of miasma.
With all your eyesight, you can see the wilderness in the distance, covered with white mist, and two peaks, one high and one low, can be vaguely seen, as if they are nestled together.
There are two fireflies in the mountain. They are probably mansions in the mountain, and they are brightly lit.
There is a slowly moving red silk thread on the ground going to the top of the two mountains. It seems that there is a team on the way, with torches lit and red lanterns hanging high.
When the boy carrying the sword walked to a large flat rock on the top of the mountain, there were already travelers who had rested here early. They set up a fire and a large pot with boiling water and various kinds of offal that looked like livestock viscera rolling in the pot.
A thin figure with his back to the boy was squatting on the ground, holding a spoon in his hand. He tasted the soup, shook his head, then picked up the bottles and jars at his feet and poured them into it.
There is also a woman carrying an oil-paper umbrella on her shoulders, facing away from the cliff, her face invisible.
The one closest to the boy was a young man with a pale and colorless face, like a frail and sickly man. He placed the salesman's basket aside, which was filled with paper people wearing various clothes, paper ingots, and silver ingots.
They were completely unaware of the young man's arrival and had no intention of saying hello.
Not long after, four porters came carrying a simple sedan. They shouted chants softly. On top of the bamboo sedan sat a middle-aged scribe wearing a crane cloak.
After getting off the sedan, the four strong porters stood there, their eyes dull.
The scribe's waist was tied with a sapphire quilt, with all kinds of official seals and military symbols hanging on it.
When the He-cloak scribe caught a glimpse of the handsome young man, who turned out to be an unfamiliar face, he was a little surprised. He hesitated for a moment and then said hoarsely: "This little brother, is he a brave man who is skilled in art and not afraid of miasma, or is he just unlucky?
Did you stumble into this place by mistake, or are you a fellow-traveler like us, rushing to get the good fortune at Hehuan Mountain?"
I never thought that the young man was a master with a very bad temper. Hearing this, he only said one word, "Get out."
The scribe was embarrassed and smiled casually, "Nowadays, all the young men are neither very capable nor short-tempered."
The salesman laughed out loud, whether it was alarmist or had ulterior motives, "If you are not a descendant of the Zhang family in Tiancao County, then you are really too young to think about it. If you dare to talk to our Master Bai like this, you are thinking of dying early."
Reborn early?"
The He-cloak scribe quickly waved his hand, "Don't be afraid, little brother. Don't listen to this sick man's nonsense. He talks nonsense. If you don't believe it, whoever believes it will die."
The young man took out a copper coin from his sleeve, squinted his eyes, held up the coin, and looked through the hole at the crane-cloaked scribe. He saw that he was a pair of withered bones. He then moved the coin slightly and observed that the salesman was actually a man from the underworld.
The salesman was a little gloating about his misfortune, and laughed and said: "Master Bai, have you exposed your secret? I didn't expect this little brother to have such special skills, right?"
The crane-cloaked scribe smiled and said: "When you go out and travel across mountains and rivers, who hasn't mastered the Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu? Otherwise, you won't live long."
It's hard to persuade someone who is looking for death with good words.
If this young man, whose identity is unknown at the moment, thinks that the salesman is a good person, he should die.
The salesman smiled and said: "Young man, since you have this method, don't look at the ingredients cooked in this pot, and whether the girl holding the umbrella is good-looking or not?"
The woman with her back to everyone twisted the umbrella handle, and the oil-paper umbrella began to rotate slightly.
The young man with the sword on his back said: "They have no intention of killing me. What are they looking at? Are they provocative?"
The salesman exclaimed, "I didn't expect him to be someone who knows some rules of the world. So, he is definitely not a descendant of the Zhang family in Tiancao County. They are all immortals with high eyesight."
The scribe He Cloak nodded, "I was shocked. I almost thought he was a descendant of the Zhang family, or a genealogy master from the Jinque Sect. I was so full that I wanted to come here to do justice for heaven."
The man who was waiting for a pot of intestines to be boiled laughed in a low voice: "What are you afraid of? Didn't Tiancao Zhang just get into trouble here? Hey, a heartbroken person remembers a heartbroken person."
The scribe He Cloak sighed and said: "In order to force the Tiancao Zhang clan to retreat, the vitality of Hehuan Mountain was also severely damaged. I have a friend who was an errand in the Mountain God Mansion and he was gone."
The young man asked: "What good fortune is there on the other side of Hehuan Mountain?"
The He-cloak scribe laughed and said: "What a good boy, it turns out that we are from the same group of people. When I heard about this, I became excited."
The young man's face was gloomy, "Be careful what you say, or the dog will eat the bastard."
The crane-cloaked scribe obviously didn't understand this half of the remark.
The traveling salesman couldn't help but laugh and said: "If a dog eats a bastard, it will never find its end."
The crane-cloaked scribe hesitated for a moment, but still resisted taking action. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "My lord, there are a lot of them. The Lord and Prime Minister of this mansion has the guts to support a boat. I won't get angry with a reckless young man like you."
I don’t know if the young man is a stupid young man who is not familiar with the world, or he is an expert who really has someone to rely on. Anyway, what he said is really unpleasant, "Just for you, I will blow the balls in your crotch with one kick, oh,
You are just a skeleton, without eggs."
The man squatting beside the pot reached out to pick up a bunch of intestines from the oil pot, raised his head and put it into his mouth. He turned his head, his mouth full of grease, tugged at the corner of his mouth at the crane-cloaked scribe, and said vaguely: "Palace Master Bai, put it in his mouth."
I can't bear it anymore. I have to deal with this outsider. If my subordinate is really Zhang, if he is really the Tiancao Zhang or the spy sent here by Jinque to find out the news, then Palace Master Bai only needs to throw the body to Hehuan Mountain.
A great achievement, isn't it just a betrothal gift?"
The woman holding the umbrella turned around, and it turned out to be a headless man.
The young man frowned slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Girl, I'm sorry for my unintentional remarks."
The headless woman raised her hand, covered her mouth with a sweet smile, and lightly shook her shoulders, presumably to indicate that it was okay.
The man chewed his intestines and asked, "Young man, what is your name?"
"I don't want to change my name, I don't want to change my surname. My name is Chen Ren."
"Isn't it a bit strange to get the name Young Hero, huh?"
Kill yourself to become a benevolent person.
"I feel good."
"Since you're not a genealogical monk, why are you doing this in a place where birds don't shit?"
"make a sightseeing tour."
The man was stunned.
The salesman sat on the pole with his arms folded across his chest, "Since you are Yamazawa Yexiu, do you want to find a place to stay here?"
The scribe He Cloak smiled and said: "I am not a swordsman but I am carrying a sword. Is it a martial arts style?"
The young man stared at the so-called Palace Master Bai, "Master? What kind of small temple in a small country dares to open a palace on its own? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? Oh, you have to poop thickly, so be careful with your butt-eyes
After it blooms, every fart will cover your crotch."
Not only the crane-cloaked scribe, but also the others were confused by the young man's words.
Isn't this not good for walking around the world?
The salesman said from his heart: "Everyone, please take it easy. I heard a rumor not long ago that the Zhang family in Tiancao has a female sword fairy. She is well hidden and has only emerged in the past few years. She also has a personal attendant with qualifications.
It's amazing. I don't know the exact age. Anyway, looking at the young man, he is also a swordsman with a middle-level cultivation level of the fifth realm. Last time, the Zhang family's children suffered a lot here. As expected, if they come here again, they will either be with Qing Qing.
The Jinque sect where Xingguo's national master belongs has joined forces, or the two sword immortals have come hand in hand. The sword-carrying young man in front of me talks like he has eaten firecrackers, not the Zhang family's retinue."
There are very few Taoists in the world who are not afraid of sword cultivation.
Especially for Yamazawa Yexiu and ghosts, as long as they encounter swordsmanship, regardless of the opponent's level, even if they are in bad luck, as long as the opponent does not kill them, they will run away and hide whenever they can.
The scribe He Cloak felt awe-inspiring in his heart and complained: "Shi Hu, you didn't tell me earlier!"
The salesman smiled and said: "Baimao, you didn't ask earlier."
The He-cloak scribe asked: "Shi Hu, you are well-informed. I am climbing this mountain just because I want to tell you that I heard that one of the dowries for the daughter of the mountain god on the other side of Hehuan Mountain has a military book. Is the information correct?"
The salesman stretched out his hand and said, "Old rules."
The crane cloak scholar took out two snow coins from his sleeves and threw them to the salesman.
The salesman threw the snow money directly into his mouth and chewed it on the spot. A few strands of snow-white spiritual energy escaped from the corners of his mouth. He stretched out his hand to catch it all and put it into his mouth again. There seemed to be some remaining. The salesman raised his head and took a sip.
, sucked it all into his mouth, his face was full of intoxication. The man who originally looked like a sick man, his pale face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Bai Mao said in a deep voice: "You have eaten and drank enough, can you talk now?"
Shi Hu laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "It is certain that there really is such a military book, but it's hard to say whether it is of high or low rank. Some people guess it is a magic weapon. Baimao, you said that you are just a withered skeleton in a grave, and you did not lead troops in war when you were alive.
The general is just a poor man who failed to defend his territory and was beheaded by his superiors in public. He is just a small county magistrate. What is the use of this military book? To wipe his butt?"
Bai Mao gathered up his crane cloak and said coldly: "Don't worry about it now. Birds have their own ways, and snakes have their own ways. You and I have no enmity or enmity, just go our separate ways."
Shi Hu nodded and said: "Each of us goes his own way. If we have the chance, we can cooperate."
A strong wind blew across the top of the mountain, and the young man's sleeves rustled. The hilt of the long sword on his back shook slightly, making a slight sound.
The young man quickly moved to his side and stood facing the wind.
The woman holding the umbrella raised her arms as if supporting her forehead.
Tell me, you are a pure martial artist with only four realms, what are you doing here on the top of the mountain?
Just come here, see the scenery and leave.
These suspicious people are busy attending the wedding banquet at Hehuan Mountain. They mistakenly think that you are a tough opponent and will probably not stop you from going down the mountain.
What's more, Bai Mao just deliberately provoked you with words, and then pretended to be afraid of you and unwilling to take action. In fact, he was trying to prevent disaster for you.
The young man carrying the sword, who still didn't know the pros and cons, was still thinking to himself and said: "That day, the children of the Zhang family in Cao County and the immortal masters of the Jinque sect were all very impressive in their spells. How come they are so good? Have any of you ever learned from them?
tell me the story."
Perhaps it was because he gave away two snowflakes to spend money, Palace Master Bai was not in a good mood, and sneered: "The two clans and direct descendants are all unattainable figures in the sky, you are a crappy fake sword cultivator,
If you don’t embarrass yourself here, get out of here. If you walk too slowly, I will make you a porter..."
Baimao said in his heart at the same time: "Chen Ren, please leave this place quickly."
Seeing the suspicious look on the young man's face, the scholar He Manao immediately said urgently: "Young man, this salesman and the man holding the pot are in the same group. Do you really think the water boiled in the pot is the entrails of livestock? Hurry up.
Let's go! You idiot, do you really think that in this lawless ghost world, people are better than ghosts? Those two snow coins cost... that's all, you can't escape, just pay me back in the next life. As long as they join forces, I am destined
If you can’t fight, there’s no reason to risk your life for a fool like you.”
The salesman stood up and said, "Chen Ren, although we have never met each other before tonight, as a senior in the world, I have to speak to you from the bottom of my heart."
The crane-cloaked scribe sighed, hesitating again and again, but still had no intention of taking action.
This is Shi Hu's catchphrase. If he says it's to dig out his heart, he really knows how to dig out his heart.
The young man carrying the sword simply stretched his hand around his back, took off the hilt of the sword that was stuck in the scabbard with peach glue, put it into his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Your name is Dendrobium? Be careful, don't seek death, I am an immortal."
A master of swordsmanship!"
As a result, the young man was carrying an empty scabbard.
The headless female ghost sighed quietly, saying that she was so shameless when she was about to die, so she would not save the young man. The only reason she saved this time was because of the young man's behavior of not shedding tears without seeing the coffin. In this ghost cannibalism, people
How long can she survive in a ghost-eating world? But she can't help but wonder, how did such a stupid young man get all the way to this hinterland?
For some unknown reason, the salesman's face changed dramatically. Just as he was about to speak, a strange phenomenon occurred outside the mountain. The treasure light shone, and several streaks of color suddenly tore through the dark night, which was particularly dazzling.
In an instant, they arrived at the top of the mountain from more than ten miles away, and saw the pair of young men and women, the former carrying a sword, holding a whip, riding a snow-white horse, and the latter riding a luan.
What a beautiful young man with a sword and beaded robe, chasing the wind with a purple luan whip.
Behind them was a burly man with a naked upper body and bright red tattoos all over his body. He was flying through the air, speeding like lightning, following the two people in front of him.
The three of them landed on the ground, and the white horse and Qingluan each turned into a talisman, which was twisted between the fingers of the boy and the girl, and then put into their arms.
This "inheritance" alone made Master Heyi envious. While he was salivating, he did not forget to move his body backwards and try to stay away from these Qi practitioners.
The girl's eyes were sharp and she said, "How do you say that?"
The strong man glanced at the crane-cloaked scribe and said, "A ghost with karma and no evil will have deep obsessions after death and build a shrine for obscenity, but he cannot become a heroic spirit."
His gaze shifted to the young man carrying the sword, "The living person seems to be a martial artist."
Look at the woman holding an umbrella again, "The headless ghost died at noon on the autumnal equinox by an executioner with strong yang energy."
Finally, he looked at the oil pan and the man, "Qi practitioners love to eat human flesh and do many evil things. They are worse than the ghosts who haunt the mountains."
The young man sneered and said, "Then I'll kill him."
With a flash of sword light, a human head rolled down and just fell into the oil pan, with the head flopping up and down in the boiling water.
The girl had a look of disgust on her face, and a bright golden light instantly bloomed from her sleeve, smashing the oil pan and her head into pieces.
Along with a burst of ringing, the golden light swirled and returned to the girl's sleeve, bringing up a long-lasting golden firefly in the air.
The strong man looked at the sickly rice vendor again and said, "He is a gangster, and he is a monster who has been transformed into a human form."
The girl was full of energy and asked: "Are they the remnants of the wilderness?"
The strong man shook his head and said: "The local demon clan."
The girl looked a little regretful, as she had no merit in battle.
The young man smiled and said: "Behead again."
The salesman picked up the load and threw it at the young man. Then he jumped out of the cliff and was hit by an arcing sword light on his back. The sword light came back and cut off his head again.
The strong man swung his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan and casually smashed the salesman's shoulder into powder.
The young man sneered, "It's just a small trick, but I still want to hide it from the public."
The girl took off a bunch of golden bells from her waist and swung them gently. A wisp of black smoke suddenly dispersed outside the cliff and turned into hundreds of pieces of white paper. The young man put his fingers together and made a light stroke. The flying sword was as white as snow 9
Xiang Zhenluan, Yu Ying, Qiao Huaihe, smashed the white papers into pieces. The strong man opened his mouth and sucked, then condensed the scattered demon blood into a bead, and swallowed it together with the demon pill into his belly.
For a while, the only sound on the top of the mountain was the wind.
The female ghost holding the umbrella also stood up. After some hesitation, she chose to stand next to the boy carrying the sword.
The crane-cloaked scribe swallowed his saliva. Since the other party did not drive people down the mountain, he planned to beg for mercy.
This girl's film clearly shows that she is a direct immortal master from Jinque Immortal Mansion, so she is qualified to have a "Zhu Bing" divine general as a retinue.
As for that young man, not to mention, he is clearly a swordsman!
This is the second time Palace Master Bai has seen the Sword Immortal in his life.
It was the young man with a sword who didn't know the heights of the world, who was the first to speak to break the silence. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the young man who looked like he was the same age. He nodded, with a look of admiration from a senior looking at a junior on his face, and said in a deep voice: "
I never imagined that I could meet someone with the same ideals in such a ghost place."
The crane-cloaked scribe standing at the end was completely confused by this young man named Chen Ren. You are really shameless, don't shake your hands when you have the ability to speak big words.
Fortunately, the young swordsman didn't pay any attention to this idiot.
The girl asked softly: "When will Sister Zhang arrive? Are you going to meet us at Hehuan Mountain? With just a few of us, can we fight all the way from the foot of the mountain to the two mansions in the mountain?"
The young man frowned and said, "My master may not come, so I have to be responsible for my life and death in this outing."
The girl looked disappointed, but actually she was secretly happy.
Inside and outside a high mountain, there are black clouds and bird paths, and the green walls carry the sound of apes.
The female ghost holding an umbrella "looked" at the pair of young and girl whose status was high in the sky, but they seemed to be ordinary and low on the ground.
She likes him and he likes her, but she doesn't know which one she will like.
The crane-cloaked scribes complained endlessly, it turned out that one wave was coming after another.
There were only three untouchable dragons crossing the river at the top of the mountain. Why did the local snakes from Hehuan Mountain also come? Could it be that they would meet on a narrow road and start a fight?
The young man carrying the sword was still saying some shameless words, "Master Bai, just be rest assured, as long as I am here, the sky will not fall."
The crane-cloaked scribe smiled bitterly and said, "Then I thank you."
The young man with the sword on his back nodded and said: "The man named Bai and I have always been in love. Since we are brothers, there is no need to be polite."