Lu Chen sighed and sighed, "My thoughts waste my wine and my view of the sundial, and the sun and the moon fly by like a ball."
In the past, the singing and dancing place of the emperor's daughter of the Tian family was not heard in the palace, and even more was not heard in the palace. When Yu Fuzun took over the entire Wuteng Mountain, the royal woman who was named the county head with golden branches and jade leaves, this private mansion that had been abandoned for many years was renovated.
After the expansion, the former prosperous style was restored. The three of them were just approaching Fenwan Mansion, and before they even came to the door, they could smell the strong aroma of wine and powder in the night wind.
Lu Chen asked casually: "Chen Pingan, do you know the origin of the names of Zhuoyuan Mountain and Fenwan Mansion."
Chen Ping'an said: "Zhou Qiu only mentioned that there are cave carvings on Suiyuan Mountain. The name of the mountain is related to the prophecy, and Zhao Fuyang regarded it as the foundation of enlightenment. As for Fenwan Mansion, I don't know."
Previously, from the top of Chen Ping'an's Pomo Peak, overlooking Hehuan Mountain, I had seen two fluorescent lights. In addition to the falling kite, the two mountains above and below Wuteng looked like two snakes mating. The geographical locations of the two mansions, Yingyun Mansion and Fenwan Mansion.
, there is also a hidden magical effect of connecting two qi, one yang and one yin. However, Chen Ping'an can only give a rough idea. After all, the realm is like a mountain. Only when you stand high can you see far. The puppet clone of this talisman attached to the heart at the moment has great limitations.
Chen Ping'an's vision.
Lu Chen laughed and said: "If you look at the moon phase from outside, it will look like a bullet on the ground. Someone has painted half of it with powder. If you look at it from the side, the powder will look like a hook. Right?"
Chen Ping'an thought of the spectacular scenes of overlooking the vastness from the sky, passing by the ancient star Yinghuo, etc., nodded and said: "Master Lu said a good metaphor."
Lu Chen rubbed his hands and said, "A small gamble for pleasure, a gamble?"
Chen Ping'an didn't even ask what he was betting on. He simply said two words, "Bet."
Lu Chen said: "If Pindao wins, I will hand over Zhao Fuyang to my disposal. If he loses, the entire Hehuan Mountain realm will be a mess. Pindao will be a dung picker tonight. Besides, let's take a look.
Add a little bonus, a hundred gold coins?"
Chen Pingan then asked: "What are you going to bet on?"
Lu Chen stretched out his palm and shook it.
Chen Pingan said: "Don't be so clueless, you must give me a reminder."
Lu Chen slapped his head, forgetting that the young hidden official next to him was now a martial artist of the four realms who was proficient in swordsmanship. Many of the qi-seeing skills and talisman techniques similar to those of the Mountain God and the Lake Lord were probably handed over to the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom.
Fellow Taoist Wu Di, Chen Ping'an must have really not known the content of the meeting in the Yuanyuan Mountain Ancestral Hall. Lu Chen pointed to the mansion in front of him and gave a clue, "Since we have followed a path of mountain refining and fangzhongshu,
Zhao Fuyang did not want to be a turtle, so he could only rely on absorbing the Dragon Qi of the Jade Seal to refine the Falling Kite and the Two Mountains of Wu Teng to break the golden elixir bottleneck. Not only did he want to become a Nascent Soul, but he also wanted to pull the Tao
Lu Yu is so powerful that he wants to break through tonight, so as to give the Liu family of Qingxing country and the Zhang family of Tiancao county a solid show of strength. So we bet that when the entire Luoyuan Mountain turns over, it will be
To the left or to the right?"
Chen Ping'an made it clear, "Master Lu is going up a pole to give money?"
The establishment of Fenwan Mansion was the work of Zhao Fuyang, and according to the information leaked by Lu Chen, Zhao Fuyang has a close relationship with the Jinque Sect and Lingfei Temple, and his practice path belongs to the extremely pure Taoist tradition. In addition,
Confucianism advocates that the Qi Yao follows the left-hand direction of the sky, while the Yin-Yang Five Elements School and the Li Jia are just the opposite. In this way, Zhao Fuyang, who has been refining one with the Suiyuan Mountain for a long time, must have turned to the right-hand direction when he turned over.
Pei Qian was keenly aware of the slight vibration in the roots of the mountain below her feet. She quickly raised her head and looked at the sky. The stars were normal. It was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster carefully set up by the monks. It affected the mountain, which was in line with the earth's development as mentioned in the Yinfu Sutra.
Murderous intention, dragon and snake rise from the ground.
Perhaps for the various heroes in Fenwan Mansion who were drinking heavily and eating meat, most of them had already drunk a lot of meat and vegetables, so they might not be able to realize this unusual sign.
Is he going to be served in one pot? This Zhao Fuyang is so ruthless. When all the guests of Fenwan Mansion were drinking wine and eating meat, he swallowed them all, including the wine and meat, and wiped them clean? He was very good at calculating and calculating.
Don’t leave outsiders’ fields.
Chen Ping'an said: "I bet that the ground will not move."
The branch in Lu Chen's hand was probably looking for a dragon's acupoint. Lu Chen easily defeated a Hehuan Mountain in a seemingly childish way.
Lu Chen walked sideways, raised his hands, and gave a thumbs up, "They are all smart."
At the end of the main street of Fengle Town, there is a big tree at the mountain gate. The accountant who was sitting behind the table and yawning was startled by a rustling sound. It turned out that a branch fell to the ground.
, relying on the candlelight of the archway and the red lanterns of the nearby restaurants, the young man stretched his neck to look, and felt strange, it was not a dead branch on the tree, why did it look familiar? Someone who can be a bookkeeper has a good memory, and after a little thought,
It reminds me of the cotton-coated Taoist priest who took out three red envelopes earlier. It seemed that he had such a "hiking pole" in his hand. Why did he throw it down the mountain?
The two maids who temporarily served as concierges in Fenwan Mansion never expected that it would be so late and that guests would come to congratulate them. A young girl with a graceful figure quickly hid the pastries in her sleeves, turned her head and wiped them.
corner of mouth.
The boy in straw sandals carrying a sword, the Taoist priest in blue robes with cloth tied around his calf, and the young woman of ordinary beauty, did not look like the kind of rich people, so it was natural for the three of them to be led through the corridor by the maid.
Through the corridor, we were finally led into a side hall. The seven or eight wine tables that were originally full were now sparse and not even filled. At least half of the seats were empty. Manager Yu, who was in charge of refilling the wine here, said this
It was also very helpless. These bastards, all holding wine bottles in one hand and glasses in the other, took the initiative to go to the two banquet rooms next door to toast. Some simply stayed there, and some of them did not have enough status and would rather drink standing up.
I don't want to go back to my original position in the side hall to sit and eat.
Mrs. Pipa from Tianlai Cave chatted with the old man who called himself the Black Dragon Immortal Lord, and they got along very well. The plump woman smiled brightly and turned forward and backward. They were surrounded by a group of listeners standing with cups in their hands.
There were those who wanted to sneak in a toast, and there were those who were here specifically to support the two big shots. Besides, no one was busy in vain. Following Mrs. Pipa's exaggerated movements, everyone averted their eyes and their Adam's apple moved slightly.
The big demon who opened a cave on the Ape Path and the six-level martial artist who dared to visit the cave empty-handed were exchanging drinks there, chatting about their experiences in physical training. They didn't even need a cup, they just picked up the jug and uncovered the mud.
Just drink it. This fairy wine brewed by Fenwan House itself contains spiritual energy and is far better than ordinary fairy wine. If it is sold at a ferry somewhere, you can't even think of buying it without three or five snowflakes. And the wine tonight tastes like
It is especially mellow and full of spiritual energy, far exceeding the banquets held before in Hehuan Mountain. The two princes are rich and powerful. After hosting this wedding banquet, wouldn't it directly drink up the wealth of several Chuanziling Qingbai Mansion?
Many of the maids in the Fenwan Mansion who were responsible for serving dishes and fetching wine were just like maids, and some were persuaded to drink too much.
Across the banquet hall, the Mountain Goddess of Luoyuan Mountain was drinking too. She was already quite drunk, and her eyes were as charming as silk.
Lu Chen chuckled and said: "There is a big banquet outside the gate of hell, and the guillotine is drunk in the pink tent."
Seeing the figure of the young man with the sword on his back, the crane-cloaked scribe picked up his chopsticks and pointed at him, and said helplessly: "Are you so stubborn? He likes to join in any fun."
The young man carrying the sword smiled and said: "I have always liked to join in the fun since I was a child. What I owed before, I will make up for now."
Baimao waved his hand and said in a low voice: "You're already here, just sit down and chat slowly, eat and drink well, and try to get your share of the money back."
Previously, Baimao had always been worried about his red envelope, which was a full fifty pieces of snow money. Now there is Chen Ren. The key is that the sword-carrying boy also brought two friends to the banquet. He felt much better at once.
It seems that he didn't lose much. Seeing Manager Yu busy at another table asking for drinks, Baimao continued to remind: "Chen Ren, remember to drink an extra pot tonight if you can. If you don't drink it, you won't drink the good wine.
But it is genuine Xianjia wine. In our house, Manager Yu said that according to the rules of the house, each person has one pot. But as long as you are willing to open your mouth, there will be a second pot. Whether you have a third pot depends on your luck.
Manager Yu, are you willing to show off your face? Did you see that the guy at the next table, the one holding the fan, with tender skin and tender flesh, is just a polite scum? He joked a little with the maid here, and then secretly gave him the third pot of fairy wine.
Already."
The young man with the sword on his back sat down and said, "I'm a thin-skinned person and I don't dare to ask for more drinks."
Baimao choked on his words for a moment.
The young man said: "It's okay. I have a thick-skinned person with me. I'll let him speak later and show the maid a palm reading to calculate the marriage and so on. I'll have two and three bottles of wine."
The young Taoist priest sat slumped, leaning back on the chair, rubbing his left shoulder with his right hand. When he saw the crane-cloaked scribe looking at him, the Taoist priest smiled brightly and clasped his fists, "This poor Taoist is proficient in palmistry, so he can read it more accurately for women."
Chen Ping'an looked at the Mountain Goddess of the Falling Yuan Mountain Temple, thought about it, and remembered it. No wonder she looked familiar.
After many years, her general appearance has remained unchanged, but after becoming a mountain god, her aura has changed a lot, and she looks ten years younger. This is the benefit of practicing.
Many female monks with good monastic qualifications may never know what crow's feet are at the corners of their eyes. Since ancient times, it has been the best makeup for women in the monastic realm.
Pei Qian gathered his voices and asked in a secret voice: "Master, have you met someone you know?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Not really. When I traveled to Shushui Country before, I barely met each other and didn't even talk to each other. If I remember correctly, her real name is Xiao Cai. I just don't know why she became
The Mountain Goddess of Luoyuan Mountain."
Shushui Country is quite a distance away from the boundary of Hehuan Mountain.
I remember that when I left Jianshui Villa and traveled far alone, a large group of people rushed out from the mountain forest, rushing towards a convoy of family members of Shushui Kingdom dignitaries on the official road. The former's information was obviously wrong. At that time, they were still
I didn't know that I had kicked an iron plate. In addition to the wife of the general Chu Hao, there were two women of good status in that convoy. In addition to a group of retinues and elite cavalry, in fact, there was a hidden monk among the monks accompanying the army.
Just pick one of the Dragon Gate Realm Talisman Cultivators and the Guanhai Realm Sword Cultivator and kill all the "assassins" in the world in an instant. However, a certain old man in the world of Jianghu, who is not young yet, does things that are not very authentic.
They deliberately used the banner of Jianshui Villa and Song Yushao to try to muddy the waters of a country. As for the life and death honor of Shanzhuang and Senior Song, they did not care at all whether the imperial court of Shushui Kingdom would send troops to annihilate them, especially this one.
When Lao Jianghu passed by Chen Pingan, he came up with a plan and directly gave Chen Pingan the name and identity of "Chu Yueyi" in Jianshui Villa...
In the end, it was Chen Ping'an who had a fight with the sea-viewing realm sword cultivator to settle the storm and let the gangsters escape. Of course, they didn't have any feelings for each other.
According to the old sword cultivator of Guanhai Realm, every head of a little widow can be exchanged for fairy money. She should be worth a small summer coin.
Not long after, Chen Ping'an was on the other side of Dilongshan Ferry, before he reached Qingfufang, where Zhang Caiqin's boss was, he heard a news on the road that the righteous warriors in the world, led by Xiao Nuxia, had sacrificed their lives and forgotten everything.
They would not hesitate to fight to the death with the traitors of the Chu Party. Unfortunately, there were two swordsmen, one old and one young, sitting in the convoy, who did not hesitate to help the tiger, which led to their failure.
Bai Mao noticed that the young man carrying the sword was fixated on his eyes and "unhinged", and he laughed and said: "Brother Chen, we are indeed of the same kind of people. There is a reason why we feel like old friends at first sight!"
Then, the owner of the White House next to Chunzi noticed that the young woman, who looked ordinary and just average-looking, had a strange look in her eyes when she looked at him.
Bai Mao asked with a smile: "Brother Chen, who is this girl?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "First disciple, I have studied martial arts with me for many years. My surname is Zheng and my last name is Qian. I have good qualifications and have become famous. My reputation in the world is greater than that of my master."
Bai Mao has already figured out the general context of chatting with this guy. As long as he completely lets go and is open-minded, there will be no awkwardness. If he starts talking about Xiantian again, he will feel an indescribable sense of relaxation and comfort. He nodded and said: "Bi Mao
It’s normal for Brother Chen to be famous. A good person is better than a good person. It’s a good thing. It’s said in the world that it takes three years for a master to look for a great disciple, and it takes three years for a great disciple to look for a wise master. Only by achieving mutual success can the family be prosperous. It’s always better than a mistake.
The sons of men, one and the other, delay each other."
In fact, what Baimao wants to say is that you are Chen Ren's age. How old are you now, and how many years have you been in the world? How famous can you be, comparable to that young swordsman, Zhang Yujiao?
Bai Mao turned his head and looked at the freckle-spotted young woman. Palace Master Bai raised a smile, assumed the airs of an elder and asked, "Have you ever reached the third level of Qi Refining?"
Pei Qian smiled and said: "It depends on the opponent's level."
Bai Mao was startled.
He is indeed Chen Ren’s disciple.
One or two cents, when spoken from the mouths of your masters and disciples, always weighs a pound of momentum and demeanor. Do the young people in the world now speak with such virtue?
Chen Pingan picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Eat."
Pei Qian, who was sitting upright, then picked up his chopsticks.
Baimao nodded secretly, he still behaved a bit.
Look at that woman, she doesn't drink either, she only eats the food at the table.
On the other hand, the young Taoist priest in cotton-padded robes looked like he had been reincarnated by a starving ghost. When almost everyone was busy taking another sip of wine, he begged a maid for two bowls of rice and specifically told her to go to the university.
Bowl, he had already started to lower his head to eat rice. There was a Taoist crown on his head, which made Baimao, who was good at appreciating it during his lifetime, couldn't help but look at it a few more times. He always felt that it was worth some money.
Lu Chen raised his head, picked up a large piece of food with chopsticks, and said vaguely: "Why is Palace Master Bai not curious as to why Miss Zheng would become a disciple of our brother Chen?"
Baimao said with a smile: "Where the Tao exists, where the teacher exists, age is nothing. On the road to martial arts, those who are at the front are the elders."
The young Taoist priest nodded vigorously, "No wonder they say Master
I am a disciple and will respect you if you have the right knowledge. I used to only have a partial understanding of it, but now Palace Master Bai has completely understood it with one sentence."
"Why don't you drink, Taoist Master? This is the only Immortal wine in the entire Hehuan Mountains. There are rules and regulations in the Taoist lineage, so you are not allowed to drink?"
Just now, Manager Yu asked the maid to bring three pots of Fenwanfu Fairy Brew. As expected, he didn't give much. He only said that after drinking it, he felt it was not enough and that he could let him know.
After all, this side hall does not have enough status. Like several other banquet halls, everyone starts with two bottles of wine. As for Mrs. Pipa, the drinking is almost like drinking water.
But the problem is that the young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head is very good at eating meat. Logically speaking, there is no separation between meat and wine, so how can he eat food without drinking wine?
"Wherever, the lineage of Xiaodao is shabby, there is no ancestor, and the master doesn't care about it."
The young Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "Besides, listening to you is like drinking three jars of wine."
Baimao laughed endlessly, finally seeing a normal person who could talk.
After taking a sip of wine, Baimao suddenly had an idea. He finally figured out why he kept feeling that something was wrong. He turned around and asked: "Zheng Qian? Guan Er Zheng? Money money?"
Pei Qian nodded.
Baimao tapped his fingers on the table and said with a smile: "Girl, what do you think? Let the master of this palace rely on his old age to sell his old age. Just tell you, no matter how much you worship that female grandmaster, you won't even change your surname."
.”
Pei Qian twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing.
If this were the black charcoal from childhood, the graves of the eighteenth generation of Lord Bai's ancestors would probably be filled with firecrackers.
Baimao is a scholar and has a good face. He can't do anything to her, so he turns to look at Chen Ren, "Brother Chen, as a master, how can you not care about such a big thing?"
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "That's right, that's right. It's because I have been wandering around all year round and have neglected to discipline my apprentices."
Pei Qian picked up a large piece of wild game with chopsticks and chewed it carefully, his cheeks bulging and making a crunching sound.
Lu Chen gloated over his misfortune and said with a smile: "Master Bai, we two brothers share the same problem. If one of us is gone, we can only drink soup and drink."
Bai Mao raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Lu Chen took out an album of paintings of flowers and birds from his sleeve, "Palace Master Bai is a big collector at first glance. I spent a lot of money to pick this up. Palace Master Yang helped me to appreciate and appreciate it."
Baimao smiled, shook his sleeves, and reached out to take the booklet. He kept everything, spent a lot of money, and found something missing? He flipped through a few pages. Baimao hesitated and said, "Tell the truth, my skill is
Some, at first glance, are the handiwork of wealthy children, who have captured the essence of boundary painting. They are meticulous, rigorous and neat, but unfortunately they are dead paintings after all. And these flowers and birds, I always feel that they are not only elegant and simple, but also a bit sinister after looking at them for a long time.
gas."
Seeing the demented look on the young Taoist priest's face who had been struck by lightning, Baimao quickly explained: "The Yin Qi mentioned by this Palace Master is not derogatory. It is similar to some water and land paintings in temples and temples. The ghostly Qi can warn people.
I'm just worried that the owner of the album is not the kind of person who lives a long life. Taoist priests should also know that if a famous painting artist has a short life, it will be difficult for him to achieve high achievements and fame. If he fails to change his age, the price will often not go up.
"
The young Taoist priest said sadly: "If you don't live long, your peers will sing less, you will have fewer disciples and grandchildren, and if you have only a few filial sons and virtuous grandchildren, the intensity of your efforts to help him become famous will be small. If the intensity is too small, he will not be promoted to the altar by future generations, and he will not be able to ascend the altar.
How to sell it at a high price, how to talk about value. When the world is better in the future, there will be more spare money in the pockets, and there will be more laymen and fools with money. They only recognize the appearance but not the people. Especially in this antique business, how can you make up a few stories and deceive others?
Here comes the big money.”
Baimao patted his thigh and said, "The Taoist Master's insights can be said to set aside the clouds and see the moon."
Chen Ping'an glanced at the flowers and birds painted in the picture album. There was no signature, but there were several private seals. From this, he already knew that the picture album was from the hand of Prince Liu of the Qingxing Kingdom. Baimao's eyesight is still good, and he does have some.
Yin Qi, this prince, as a latent dragon of a country, does not have the magnanimity of the leader of the Zhongxing Kingdom, and his writing skills are weak. To put it harshly, it is more like the handwriting of a king who has subjugated his country. As for the capital of Qingxing Kingdom,
Talks in the streets, as well as some after-dinner chats in the Xianjia Inn, all spoke highly of the talented Prince Liu.
Lu Chen said with a smile: "In the final analysis, it is because of the failure to understand the essence of boundary painting. Otherwise, it will only be lively and full of business. How can Palace Master Bai feel that it is boring and has no business."
At this point, Lu Chen sighed and slammed the picture album on the table, "That's all, just treat it as a dull loss. Out of sight and out of mind, why not sell it to Palace Master Bai at a low price."
Seeing that the young Taoist priest was so shameless, Baimao actually put his fingers together and pushed the album towards him. Is he trying to buy and sell by force? Is Daqing's so-called spending a lot of money to pick out leaks just to pave the way for this moment of murder? Well done.
See the picture! Baimao stretched out his hand and pressed the picture album firmly, and said with a smile: "Even if it is not a priceless object, it is definitely not a poor painting. A gentleman will not take what others like, even if the Taoist priest is willing to be cheap."
If you sell it, I will be too embarrassed to buy it. Please take it back, Taoist Priest!"
The young Taoist priest exerted all his strength, his fingers trembled slightly, and he secretly increased his strength, but still could not move the album. His face turned red in an instant, "Master Bai, we are all friends we can talk to, and the price is easy to negotiate."
"Why should the Taoist priest give up his love?"
"To be honest, at the back of this picture album, there is also a Taoist book transcribed by an unknown person, with more than a thousand words, which is unparalleled. According to the content, in addition to making flesh from white bones, it also talks about many spiritual principles, such as 'can make bones from white bones'
Raw meat, how can you use raw bones? Master Bai, if you have money, it’s hard to buy an immortal recipe. It’s a rare opportunity! There is no shop like this in this village!"
"Since there is an immortal recipe hidden away? Why would the Taoist resell it to others?"
"My Taoist cultivation qualifications are just mediocre, very mediocre. I've learned everything I need to learn, and I really can't learn more."
"How much?"
"Two snow coins. No less!"
"..."
Baimao's face was stiff and he almost yelled, am I stupid for thinking that the so-called immortality method only offers two snowflakes for money?
"For the sake of my friends, a piece of snow will cost me nothing!"
"..."
Baimao's face was dark, and he was sure that the other party was a fool, and then he tried to drag himself into being a fool.
At this moment, the young man carrying the sword raised his hand and asked the maid for an extra pot of fairy wine. Palace Master Bai thought about it, took out a snowflake from his sleeve, and placed it on top of the book of flowers and birds.
One hand paid the money and the other hand delivered the goods. In fact, Baimao originally wanted to buy the picture album and return it to the other party. He also tried to persuade this young Taoist priest who was so bad at cheating to stop being like this in the future. He would be easily beaten when he went out. But Baimao was worried about this.
As soon as you lose the other person's face, you give up. It's just like spending a piece of snow to make an unreliable friend. Anyway, you will never meet again in the future.
When the immortal money was given, an additional Taoist text with golden characters appeared on a certain page in the picture album, referring directly to the golden elixir.
When Bai Mao had this thought, he published more text content in the middle part of the book of Taoism, up to Yu Pu.
One of the clones of Master Bai Yujinglu, the White Bone Master under the Plum Tree.
Now he is one of the ten newest candidates in Qing Ming Tianxia.
This Taoist formula is the foundation of Master Bai Gu's Taoism. Lu Chen's so-called "immortal formula" is indeed worthy of its name.
Because the two princes of the Hehuan Mountain House had not shown up for a long time, all the guests attending the wedding banquet noticed a hint.
Just talking about the distinguished guests of the Flower Hall and Baihua Lake Summer Moon Mansion, there is no reason to blow up the nest.
The eldest lady of Hehuan Mountain and the fourth lady Zhao Yan seemed to be comforting the Lake Lord Zhang Xiangdao.
Yu Zhen called out Qin Jue, who was in a separate room, and Fu Qi next door, and walked straight out of Fenwan Mansion.
The already tipsy Mountain Goddess of the Falling Yuan Mountain and Li Zheng of the Wuteng Mountain seemed to have received a secret decree from the two princes, saying that the banquet would officially begin in a quarter of an hour at most, and they promised not to keep all distinguished guests waiting.
Arriving outside the house, Yu Zhen clasped his fists and lowered his head, apologizing endlessly, and said bitterly: "Something happened in the house, and we need to do things behind closed doors. Uncle Qin, Brother Yan, I made you laugh."
Qin Jue was a local monk in Shujian Lake, so he was used to this, so he didn't even ask, he didn't even bother to clasp his fists and say goodbye, and just left Yufeng without saying a word.
After all, Fu Qi was a son of a powerful clan with an innocent background. Although he had gone out to practice for several years, this was the first time he met in this battle. He said softly: "You have already broken up with the Jinque Sect and the Zhang family of Tiancao County?
If this is the case, given the behavior of the monks and clans in these immortal mansions on the mountain, they must have been well prepared, and among the congratulatory guests at Fenwan Mansion tonight, there may be some of their insiders."
Yu Zhen couldn't let his father's plan leak out, so he had to come up with an excuse that he had thought up in the family ancestral hall, "In the treasure house over at Yongyun Mansion on the mountain, there is a treasure that my father valued very much. Just now
, it was stolen inexplicably, and my father was furious. He had already issued a secret order to seal the mountain immediately, lock the door and search everyone. No matter who they were, they were only allowed in but not allowed out. You also know the gang of people who came to the mountain to congratulate you tonight.
There are no fuel-efficient lamps. They are all unruly desperadoes. They will easily cause trouble later and may see blood at any time. "
Fu Qi asked: "You really don't need me to stay and help?"
In several nearby countries, such as the two palace lords on the mountain, Cheng Qian, and Zhang Qiong's Golden Core realm, they are as strong as the sky. Then he, who is in the Dragon Gate realm, does not say he can turn the tide, but only uses his meager efforts. Think about it.
Not difficult.
Yu Zhen shook his head and said with sincerity in his eyes: "Fu Qi, I would like to advise you not to get involved. The matter is indeed quite serious. Anyway, we can talk about it later when we have a chance."
Fu Qi nodded, "I plan to visit Shujian Lake. Zhongsu of Oriole Island has a good relationship with my ancestor. If you want to find me, just send a message to Oriole Island with your sword."
In Fengle Town, Qi Song found Zhang Yujiao and Jinlu. The old man didn't waste any words. He secretly whispered to the young girl and asked them to follow him and leave the town.
Because Qi Song is a martial artist in the Golden Body realm and has not yet been able to travel far across the land, the old man is just plundering in the night.
The young man wields the sword, which is only about ten feet above the ground, while the young girl sticks to the ground to control the wind.
Jin Lu joked: "Grandpa Qi, you are a drunkard, why don't you go up the mountain to attend the wedding banquet? If you go, Zhang Yujiao and I can go up the mountain with you,"
Qi Song, the chief guest of the Zhang family in Tiancao County, is a very famous old naughty boy who is very popular with the younger generation. The old man smiled and said at this moment: "The wine is like the flames of burning the body, and the color is like the steel knife for cutting meat. If I go to the mountain, a man can control me."
I couldn't stop drinking until I was in a daze, and then I fell in love with that third girl. Zhao Fuyang and Yu Chunzhi insisted on recognizing me as their son-in-law. They were drinking and entering the bridal chamber. It was too much."
Jinlu snorted.
The old man teased: "Jin girl, of course it's not strange that Yu Youyi doesn't like me, a bad old man, but it's strange to say that he doesn't like Yu Jie, a handsome and green young man, right? Are you happy?"
Zhang Yujiao asked curiously: "Grandpa Qi, do you have any explanation for the movement in the town in front?"
Qi Song patted his belly and shook his head, "I have an opinion, but I can't say it. When you have a chance in the future, you kid can treat me to a nice drink and see how I feel."
Grandmaster Pei had warned her not to reveal her whereabouts before. Qi Song did not dare to joke about this kind of thing.
The old man picked up a few stones with his toes, waved his sleeves, and shot them into the air one after another. He stood up from the ground and stepped on several stones, as if he were climbing up stairs.
Qi Song seemed to be bloated, but when he took a breath of pure Qi, he was actually as light as a feather at the moment, being lifted up by the last stone, as if he was rising slowly.
At the highest point, his body was suspended in the air. The old man looked down from a high position, and he discovered the traces of his disciple Lu Mo, who was leading a dark-skinned girl on a night journey.
Qi Song landed on the ground and laughed loudly, "Follow me, and whoever is slower will buy a drink."
Yu Youyi, dressed in night clothes and with a ghostly figure, was flying in the mountains and forests, and as fast as a wisp of blue smoke, he arrived at the small town at the foot of the mountain.
She stood on a roof and threw a blood-soaked satin package into a small courtyard in a shabby alley. "This head belongs to the neck of Gu Feng, the deputy envoy of the Guanjun Rong. As for the mountain god Li Teng over at the Wuteng Temple,
, No matter Gu Feng or Gu Feng, they will not survive tonight. Also, my father and Hehuan Mountain have an explanation for you. Don’t continue to entangle yourself. Miss Liu, you and Liu Tie must wait until half a stick of incense.
Guilty, leave the town as soon as possible. If you leave too late, you will bear the consequences. In the future, even if we accompany Duo Luojing to hold him accountable, we will have a clear conscience."
Unlike in the past, when he met a headless female ghost holding an umbrella in and outside the town, Yu Youyi would always be like a prostitute teasing a good family, insisting on pestering "Miss Liu" for a few words, but tonight he acted without any hesitation.
After dragging her feet, she brought the words to her. After she finished speaking, she returned to the mountains in good health.
Zhou Qiu called Liu Tie, and Liu Tie asked in a deep voice: "What should I say? Do you want to stay here and wait for the three of them to come down the mountain?"
Zhou Qiu said with a smile: "If we don't need to worry about their situation, just go to Pomo Peak and wait for news."
In Fenwan Mansion, Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "How high will Zhao Fuyang's achievements be in the future?"
Lu Chen smiled and said: "Two flowers bloomed, one on each side. There are two explanations."
Chen Pingan said: "Suppose Zhao Fuyang did this?"
"Tomorrow's new Nascent Soul has the hope of reaching Yupu in the future, but the difficulty is not easy, and it will be bumpy in Tongyezhou."
Lu Chen raised his hand, counted with his fingers, and pondered for a moment, "If he fails to succeed, he will fall short tonight. If he fails to refine the mountain, he will lose this Taoist book. Tomorrow, Zhao Fuyang will fall from the bottleneck of the Jindan realm to the Dragon Gate realm.
, As for the future, it has to start in the Immortal Realm."
Except for Baimao who couldn't hear the conversation, Pei Qian could clearly hear the conversation between Master and Lu Chen.
Chen Pingan said: "Did Master Lu miss one or two situations?"
Lu Shendian
The head smiled and said: "If Zhao Fuyang can stay here and both the upper and lower mountains remain intact, he and the Liu family of Qingxing Kingdom will be beaten to death sooner or later. Naturally, everything will end.
. In other words, Zhao Fuyang can successfully ascend to Yuanying, and use the secret "Danshan" magical power of the Jinque sect, and finally leave this place of right and wrong. In case, Pindao is just saying that in case, he can become
One day, Zhao Fuyang is one of the most numerous true dragons in the world, and Zhao Fuyang is expected to occupy the destiny of the land as the leader of the Panshan lineage, and stand side by side on the top of the mountain with a small group of highly capable ascended monks."
"Let's just say that at this moment, Zhao Fuyang has four ways to go."
"But which path Zhao Fuyang will take, his ultimate achievements, and his future seem to depend on how we talk at this dinner table."
"Just like this table, there are you and me, there is Pei Qian, and now there is the ghost of Chuanziling, the White Mao. If the poor man is willing, he can also bring in Guanshi Yu, the maid who serves wine and food."
Chen Ping'an asked: "When I passed by Haoran, I first taught Baimao a recipe for immortality, and then accepted an anonymous disciple with Ascension Realm qualifications. Did Headmaster Lu do it all casually?"
It can be heard that if Zhao Fuyang wants to reach the top of the mountain, there is a prerequisite. He must follow Lu Chen, the ancestor who has been separated by many generations, to go to the Qingming world with heavy mountain luck.
Lu Chen asked back: "Looking at the history books, there were so many poor people around the founding monarch, in the land of Longxing, within a county, or at most a county, how could there be so many powerful people who were either public servants or marquises?
I have seen several worlds on the mountain, similar to the Lizhu Cave of Aquarius Island and the Wuling Youth Cave of the Qingshen Dynasty. How many are there in total?"
Lu Chen put the chopsticks in his hand on top of his rice bowl, as if building a bridge in the air, and asked and answered: "The world is full of misguided paths, how many avenues can there be? Follow the right person, walk the right path, and everything will be the same in the world."
If you take the wrong path, even if you are a hero with a lofty ambition, you will still be depressed and frustrated. There may be occasional exceptions, but they are just exceptions after all. Having said that, if there is only a broad road that can lead to success, without perseverance and weak feet,
, of course it’s difficult to go far.”
"Chen Ping'an, you guessed wrong. If Zhao Fuyang wants to achieve the highest level, he can't be led by anyone, nor can he enjoy the shade under a big tree. This is his fifth path."
"Don't forget why some people say that there are no pure wild cultivators in the upper five realms on the mountain. At the same time, don't forget that although Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City has a teacher, in the true sense, he is also a wild cultivator in the mountains. He is the pure
Yexiu."
Lu Chen picked up a chopstick and said, "It's hard to support a tree alone. Even if you get on the table and pick up the food with your hands, it's shameful. You will be beaten by others, scolded by the elders, or kicked off the table."
Lu Chen picked up another chopstick and said, "If we work together, we can pick up vegetables and eat. As for how much we can eat, it depends on the appetite and capacity of the people sitting next to the dining table."
"A pair of chopsticks can be Chen Ping'an from Mu Ping Alley and Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Lane, or Liu Xianyang and Chen Ping'an, or it can be Gu Can and Song Jixin, Song Jixin and Zhao Yao, Li Huai and Hu Feng
, Hu Feng, Dong Shuijing, etc., etc., and so on, it can be a dining table, a gambling table where the chairs and chairs are removed when the bet fails, or it can be an offering table with incense and smoke."
Jinque Sect Ancestral Mountain, Qingjing Peak, and Jinxian Temple.
The current peak leader is a golden elixir monk who looks like an old woman. He leads a group of descendants and stands near a pavilion with white clouds like a sea outside the cliff, and join hands to welcome the arrival of the Immortal Master of the "Shangzong".
The founder of the Jinque Sect, before Bingjie passed away, she once left a decree for the direct disciples of the peaks, or it was her last wish. She hoped that one day, the disciples of the Jinque Sect could accumulate merit over time and help her in her career.
The Lingfei Temple of the Baishuang Dynasty was restored to its genealogical status and renamed. That was all. At the same time, she also issued a death order. Even if her sect was in a state of life and death, Lingfei Temple must not be disturbed.
In her master's pure cultivation, anyone who dares to violate this law will deceive his master and destroy his ancestors.
Therefore, even during that war, the monks of the Jinque Sect always adhered to their ancestral precepts and did not take the initiative to contact Lingfei Temple.
Even if Cao Rong, the old master of the Lingfei Temple and Immortal Lord Cao Rong, comes out of nowhere and makes immortal achievements in the battle of Laolong City, the Jinque Sect, especially the direct monks of Jinxian Temple, no matter how excited they are, they can only hide this secret in
deep in the heart.
Therefore, when Lingfei watched, the current Lingfei Palace actually took the initiative to write a letter to Jinxian'an, saying that the palace master would come here as a guest. All the direct disciples of Jinxian'an were overjoyed.
In the bright moonlit night, a young female crown shrunk into the mountains and rivers, and appeared first on the cliff. Then there was a white-haired monk who looked like a child, holding a fly whisk in his hand and a mahogany sword on his back, standing next to the female crown.
There are immortals in Taoism who can rejuvenate old age and give birth to babies with white hair.
Then there was thunder in the sky, and a young man with disheveled hair came at lightning speed. The sea of clouds along the way seemed to be cut open by a sword, and he landed next to the white-haired boy.
He wanted to reach out and touch the "child"'s head, but suddenly there was a flash of sword light, and the young man had no choice but to retract his hand.
The old woman of Jinxian'an couldn't help herself, her eyes were red, she nodded, and said in a trembling voice: "Disciples of Jinxian'an in Qingjing Peak, pay your respects to the founder of Lingfei Palace, Xiangjun."
In fact, it wasn't that the old woman didn't know the identities of the other two, but she had to single out the Xiangjun Patriarch with the Taoist name "Dongting" and honor him.
In this way, it was equivalent to her paying homage to the Shangzong Lingfei Palace on behalf of the Xiashan Jinque Sect. To be precise, it was a ceremony to honor the founder of her family and the Lingfei Temple.
Xiang Jun said calmly: "There is no need to be polite, Xing Zi, except for you staying here, the others will go and practice their own practices."
The old woman waved her sleeves and said, "You all stand down."
Xiang Jun was the first to walk on a bluestone road by the cliff. The old woman named Xing Zi hurriedly made up the first ceremony with the "child" and the young man, "Xing Zi in Jinxian Temple has met Zhenren Wei and Master Wen."
This Zhenren Wei, who seems to have never had a Taoist title, was the Taoist priest in charge of Lingfei Temple in the past. Now he has been promoted from a Taoist temple to a Taoist palace and has resigned from the post.
But no one would think that this "little Taoist boy" was relegated. The reason could not be simpler. He was a close disciple of the previous temple master Cao Rong.
Whether it is the Immortal Palace on the mountain or the sect at the foot of the mountain, it seems that there are always only the first disciples who make mistakes and the disciples who never make mistakes.
As for the "Grandmaster Wen", his name is Wen Qingxin, and he is nicknamed "Wen Lang" on the mountain. He is less than forty years old and is already a traveling martial artist. The key is that he is also a Taoist Jindan Earth Immortal.
He is also a libertine.
Xiangjun had just come to the Jinque sect from a small sect, and he had separated from Dong Shuijing not long ago.
Junior Brother Wei was still in the capital of the Qingxing Kingdom just now. As for his junior nephew Wen Zhenzhen, as expected, he escaped from a certain den of beauty.
There is a scenic spot on the side of Chuiqing Peak of the Jinque Sect, which is a reverse waterfall.
Xiang Jun stopped and looked at the waterfall with splashing snow and thunderous sounds, and said: "Before the Master went down the mountain for a long trip, he passed a secret decree to allow her to resume her status as a Lingfei Guan genealogy. She also said that you are of the Jinxian'an lineage.
You can leave the Jinque Sect and recognize your ancestors and return to the sect with Lingfei Temple. Of course, you don’t have to force it. The monks of Qingjing Peak can stay or go as they please. As for the other peaks of the Jinque Sect other than Jinxian Temple, forget it. I guess they are not willing to do so, so we can save ourselves the trouble.
So sentimental."
The old woman burst into tears, faced south, bowed to the ground, kowtowed three times and kowtowed nine times to express her gratitude to the ancestor Cao Tianjun.
Xiang Jun helped her stand up, "If Cheng Qian blocks it, I can ask Junior Brother Wei and Wen Qing to stay here at Qingjing Peak."
After the old woman got up, she covered her face and cried many times.
The young man smiled and said, "Have you heard that many big things happened in Tongyezhou after the spring started this year?"
Master Wei sneered.
Except for a few big families in Laolongcheng who are accustomed to doing business, almost no one on Aquarius Continent likes to inquire about the landscape and personnel of Tongye Continent.
Feng shui has changed. In the past, the monks on Tongyezhou Mountain also looked at their northern neighbor Aquarius Island in this way.
Xiangjun nodded and said, "It's a big deal."
Only then did Wei Zhenren become a little more interested, "How do you say it?"
Wen carefully raised his hands, shook his wrists, and said with a smile: "The first big thing is that a brand new sect named Qingping Sword Sect appeared in the southernmost part of the Yuan Dynasty in Dayuan, and no news was revealed in advance.
This Qingping Sword Sect is the lower sect of the Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius Continent. The first sect leader is named Cui Dongshan. He is a strange character who was originally unknown. The only time this person appeared in public was our young hidden official.
Together with his friend Liu Xianyang, he asked the sword Zhengyang Mountain. During this period, Cui Dongshan made an appearance. According to the genealogy of the Patriarch Hall of Luopo Mountain, he can be regarded as Chen Ping'an's student."
The level of realm is a mystery.
Xiangjun smiled and said, "Please show some respect to Mr. Chen of Luolu Mountain and the master of the Qingping Sword Sect."
It stands to reason that to serve as the first sect leader of a lower sect, one must be in the Jade Pu Realm. There is no requirement for subsequent successors, as long as the sect has a Jade Pu Realm genealogical cultivator sitting on the top of the mountain.
Moreover, the Qingping Sword Sect is an extremely rare swordsmanship sect, which is unprecedented in Tongye Continent. If Cui Dongshan is really a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, how can he do nothing in Aquarius Continent where the war is extremely brutal?
Have you ever made any achievements? Just like Chen Ping'an's founding disciple, Pei Qian, whose pseudonym is "Zheng Qian". She not only shined in the Dadu battlefield in the central part, but also in several battlefields from central Jinjiazhou to the north.
, has already become famous.
Therefore, there are different opinions on whether this Cui Dongshan is a Jade Pu Realm or a Nascent Soul Realm Sword Immortal. After all, with Chen Ping'an's cultural background and the military exploits he accumulated at the Summer Palace, the Confucian Temple can be regarded as an exception for the Qingping Sword Sect.
, it is normal to allow a monk who is not a monk in the upper five realms to serve as the sect leader. Anyway, in the past few years, this has happened to several Haoran new sects, and it is not an isolated case.
Wen smiled carefully and said: "It's a pity that the founder didn't allow me to go down the mountain and couldn't go to Dali to accompany the capital. Otherwise, I could have competed with that Pei Qian."
Wei Zhenren sneered and said: "You think there is only one level difference between you and Pei Qian, so you will be beaten? Then why don't you just go to her master and cause trouble for Chen Yinguan?"
There is no denying that this martial nephew is a genius in martial arts. Whenever he goes down the mountain to play, he likes to ask people about boxing at a low level. He likes to deliberately lower himself to a lower level and then win with boxing.
Wen carefully laughed and said: "Chen Ping'an is ten years older than me. If I had been reincarnated ten years earlier, I would have reached the peak of the mountain top realm now, not to mention Zijing Wufu."
Xiang Jun said: "Pei Qian is not the empty-handed martial artist you think she is. Her seventh and eighth realms back then were only more solid than yours."
Wen squinted his eyes carefully and said, "Hearing is false, seeing is true."
The second thing is related to the Jade Gui Sect. The sect leader Wei Ying went to the wilderness. The new peak leader of Jiuyi Peak was a child named Qiu Zhi, who was already a Dragon Gate realm swordsman at a young age.
Then on the other side of Taiping Mountain, the female crown Huang Ting returned to Tongyezhou from the colorful world, and a very rare one-person-one-sect appeared in the history of Haoran.
Since the first thing she did when she returned to her hometown was to ask Xiao Longqiu about the sword, Huang Ting was already an undoubted Jade Pure Realm swordsman.
Huang Ting, who is worthy of being called the most blessed person in Tongyezhou, seems to be able to change his situation as easily as a woman changing her clothes.
She is indeed worthy of being a female cultivator who was as famous as the "Ginger Thief" in the past.
And there was a shocking turmoil in Xiao Longqiu. Two Nascent Soul Realm monks who had no merit but hard work, committed some mistakes and were personally detained and returned to the sect by the Longbeard Immortal Lord from the Great Dragon Qiu in the Middle Earth.
After a while, Situ Mengjing personally became the mountain owner of Xiaolongqiu down the mountain. It was like throwing a huge stone into a pond and causing a storm. Before the onlookers who were looking at it could regain their composure, another "
"Feilai Peak" directly filled up the small pond.
After that, Xiao Longqiu announced that the mountain would be closed for a period of time.
In Pushan Yuncaotang, Huang Yiyun seemed to have just reached the first level of the Return to True Realm of the Tenth Martial Arts Realm.
Dafu Academy, Lao Jiao Cheng Longzhou, was the deputy headmaster of Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain during the Dali Dynasty. However, Linlu Academy was not one of the seventy-two academies. He was the first Confucian scholar from the demon clan in the history of the Confucian Temple to serve as
Head of Academy Hill.
Zhou Mi, the headmaster of Yufu Academy in Luzhou, Beiju, was also the first headmaster in history who was punished to the Forest of Merit despite no serious fault. He eventually became the headmaster of Wuxi Academy in Tongyezhou.
In addition, the extremely famous gentleman Wen Yu was appointed as the deputy director of Tianmu Academy.
From the perspective of outsiders, the undercurrents between the three academies in Tongyezhou, where both the chief and deputy captains are foreigners, are not ordinary.
Although Wen Chengxin was curious about Ye Yunyun's beauty, he didn't know that he was so generous that he wanted to go to Tongyezhou to ask her for advice.
He had to wait for more than ten or twenty years, so it didn't matter. He and Huang Yiyun were both on the same path of cultivation. The years of cultivation were long, so there was no rush.
Wen murmured carefully: "Why is this Zhou Haijing so hard to find? She just disappeared in the capital city of Li. She couldn't be hidden by someone in a golden house, right?"
After all, Pei Qian is the second-ranked among the four martial arts masters of Aquarius Continent, second only to Song Changjing, who is said to have stepped into the eleventh realm. Zhou Haijing, who is at the bottom of the list, is also a female master. If Wen thinks about it carefully,
We have to ask about the perfect partner for boxing. She is a beautiful woman at the top of a mountain. It is difficult to find even if she is holding a lantern. For this reason, Wen Cheng carefully went to the capital of Dali, but it turned out that Zhou Haijing had not left the capital. He was surprised to ask Wen Cheng carefully
I searched for a month and didn't see anyone.
Xiangjun's heart was shaken for no reason. He raised his hand and rolled a green and faint messenger flying sword into his sleeve. He used a secret technique to open the restriction of the flying sword, and the master's voice rang out in his heart.
"Master has ordered us to leave Wei Mingxiao behind and take Wen Qingcheng with us to Hehuan Mountain."
Xiangjun didn't think much about it at first, she just felt a little awkward. Then she suddenly realized that the master was talking about his old man... the master?!
And this master, who has attained the female crown of the fifth realm, is currently reading the palms of several maids in a side hall of Fenwan Mansion in Hehuan Mountain.