The first thousand and thirty-eight chapters are far away
Today, Wei Bo came to Luo Po Shan Bamboo House. Master Chen said that he had something important to discuss with him, so he could help Wei Shanjun come here.
Chen Ping'an stood up at the stone table by the cliff to greet him, and said with a smile: "The old cook asked me to tell him if he could buy a piece of land on Piyun Mountain so that he could go there to escape the heat in the summer."
Wei Bo asked doubtfully: "Just for this?"
Why bother calling me over for such a trivial matter?
It turned out that Wei Bo had a secluded courtyard in Piyun Mountain. The building was exquisite and the road was as winding as a long scroll. Among them, the tiger's reading room had two old pines transplanted from the old residence of the Lu family. The shade of the trees was as dense as a pine shed. Under the trees
Looking from a distance, every time white clouds rise from the foot of the mountain, all the peaks are lost, leaving only the desolate south and Xiandu and other places with only the top of their hair exposed, just like a snow scene in Mijia Mountain. Outside the study hall, there is a pond of lotus flowers and pavilions with lotus leaves.
, I would stop my boat here in the hot summer, throw two or three watermelons into the water, and then take a nap, dye my clothes with the fragrance, and daydream about fishing melons ashore, cutting them open and eating them, as if they were in an ice cellar, as if there were no three days in the world.
Chen Pingan smiled and got straight to the point: "Of course there is business. According to what my husband said, you five Aquarius Island Tigers can actually make up their own names for their gods. Of course, in the end, they still need a nod from the Confucian Temple before they count.
.Do you and Mr. Jinshan have any ideas? If so, you can make preparations early. I will say hello to your husband and Senior Brother Mao in advance, and discuss the matter back at the Confucian Temple. Maybe I can help a little bit.
Just a small favor."
Wei Bo was a little surprised, "It seems that the Confucian Temple didn't say anything about this."
In fact, the Confucian Temple has not leaked any information to the outside world about the conferment of the Five Sacred Mountains and the granting of divine titles. It is just that there is no airtight wall in the world. The Confucian Temple has not mentioned a word so far. This does not mean that the top of Haoran Mountain has not received gossip. It is said.
The Five Mountains Tigers of Aquarius Island are about to have a divine title. There are rumors from the outside world that they have noses and eyes, but the Confucian Temple has never greeted these tigers. The Zhongyue Mountain Lord Jin Qing sent a letter to Piyun Mountain with a flying sword to inquire about this matter.
In the letter, say that you are familiar with Chen Pingan, and Chen Pingan has a good relationship with the Confucian Temple. Ask him to help confirm. If such a thing really happens, you don't need to reply to the letter. Jin Qing has made preparations in advance and plans to hold a big night.
Banquet. As a result, Wei Bo could not even pretend that he had not received the letter. He replied, saying that he was busy and Lord Chen Shan was even busier. As to whether this matter was true or not, Lord Jinshan could either tell Chen Shanjun himself.
The mountain owner asked, or found another way to find out the information.
"If you don't mention this, the Confucian Temple won't say anything about it either. It's better to do less than to do more."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The Five Sacred Mountains and the Great Sacrifice were promulgated by the Confucian Temple. These are the rules established by the sages in ancient times. They have been followed for a long time by later generations and are regarded as an unchangeable golden rule. In fact, in the Confucian Temple archives, it is not
It was recorded in this way. If we didn’t check the files carefully, we wouldn’t have known that the tiger and Duke Dadu could actually draw up their own divine names.”
Wei Bo was silent for a moment and bowed to Chen Pingan to express his thanks.
Even though the outside world said that Wei Bo and Piyunshan were so close to Luoposhan that they wore a pair of trousers.
It's just that for such a big event, no matter how good your relationship with Chen Ping'an is, and no matter how close friends are to each other, you still have to say thank you in a serious way.
Chen Ping'an began to talk nonsense seriously, "The matter was urgent, and the Confucian Temple was urging me urgently, so I took the initiative to make my own decision. I told my husband that I thought the 'Yeyou' shrine was good, and my husband also thought it was indeed good, and it was what everyone expected.
For a long time, it has been of great benefit to the landscape and fortune of the entire Beiyue realm. It can only be said that in the future, the Qi practitioners of the entire world will mention Piyun Mountain in their mouths, or think of it in their hearts, or read the landscape newspaper.
The text will become more and more frequent..."
Wei Bo's face was livid, and he resisted the urge to curse. Before Chen Ping'an could finish speaking, Wei Shanjun suddenly dropped his sleeves, making a crackling sound, and was about to return to the Tiger's Mansion.
Piyunshan had to quickly send a message to the Confucian Temple, saying that apart from "night tour", any god name could be given.
Chen Ping'an quickly grabbed Wei Bo's arm, forced Wei Shanjun to stay, and said with a smile: "Wei Shanjun is so impatient, he hasn't done enough to cultivate his mind and character, has he?"
Wei Bo gritted his teeth and said, "Do you have to be embarrassed and humiliated in the Confucian Temple and the Middle Earth Divine Continent to be happy?"
Chen Ping'an felt a little guilty. Maybe in fact, Aquarius Continent's famous Beiyue Night Tour Banquet has now been heard even in the Qingming world.
What's more, there is Lu Chenzai who is not too big a fan of watching the excitement. With Headmaster Lu's usual temper, he will definitely help make his name famous when he returns to Bai Yujing this time. No, I have to remind Lu Chen, so as not to cause him to be misunderstood by Wei Bo.
Chen Pingan took Wei Bo and sat at the table together, "Are you really so disgusted with 'night tours'?"
Wei Bo sneered: "What do you think?"
Chen Ping'an said: "You can knock down two shopkeepers with one punch. From a distance, you look like A Liang and from close up, you look like Yin Guan. Such terms and nicknames cannot fit in a large basket. Look at me and learn from me."
Wei Bo sneered, "You can't be a man to save face, but you can't be shameless either!"
Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "Do you really not want to think about it anymore? The book says that you should not make promises to others easily when you are happy, and you should not reply to others when you are angry. I think these two statements are very reasonable."
Wei Bo said: "No need to talk. If you are fine, I will go back. Don't think I am idle. Wenshanhuihai is not a joke. We don't talk about the Beiyue boundary outside the mountain. I only talk about the 24th Division of Tiger Mansion. I have to work hard every day.
Participate in the proceedings.”
Chen Pingan said: "I promised Li Sheng before that I would give a detailed strategy. During this period, apart from my own practice, I have devoted almost all my attention to this matter. I have written nearly 300,000 words. After a while,
After modification, it will be sent to the Confucian Temple. You can be added to the signature. In this way, if Piyun Mountain creates its own name, the possibility of the Confucian Temple passing it will be much higher."
Wei Bo's face softened a bit, "No need to worry about it. The Confucian Temple is not a fool, and my deceptive behavior will only make people laugh."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Are you stupid? If you really want to add Wei Bo's name, why don't you write tens of thousands of words yourself?"
Wei Bo asked curiously: "What to write?"
Chen Ping'an said: "I will show you the first draft later. If you are willing to write it, try to finish it within ten days. At that time, you will hand it over to the Confucian Temple, and the recipient will write the scriptures to Sheng Xiping.
.If you feel you have nothing to write, and you don’t want to add your name at the end, just return the first draft to me. Best, let me advise you one more thing, really the last one, regarding Piyun Mountain’s exclusive ‘Night Tour’, I
, sir, and Lu Chen, all three of us think it’s very good, no one else.”
Wei Bo nodded, "I'll read the first draft before making a decision."
Chen Pingan took out three thick booklets from his sleeves and said, "Take them back and read them. Remember to keep them carefully."
Wei Bo put the three booklets into his sleeves, nodded and said, "Is there anything else?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "His Majesty the Emperor may leave the capital incognito in the near future and visit the Yuzhang County Logging Institute. I will go there to have a look at that time. Do you want to come with me?"
Wei Bo hesitated for a moment and said: "Your Majesty left the capital earlier than expected, and he has probably entered the territory of Yuzhou by now."
Chen Ping'an said: "I know. I'll rush there myself and won't drag you along."
When Wei Bo returned to Piyun Mountain, on the back mountain path of Luolu Mountain, there was a ghost with the appearance of a burly young man walking with Chen Ping'an in green clothes. After finally seeing the light of day again, it felt that every breath in the "world" outside this prison
They all have to be cherished.
It is Yinlu, the deputy city lord of the Immortal Hairpin City in the wilderness. Chen Ping'an captured his soul and imprisoned him. These days, he has been diligently writing the secrets of the wilderness. It can be said that he racked his brains and worked hard without complaining. He was stunned.
Yinlu wrote a "major masterpiece". Of course, in order to make up for the word count, Yinlu didn't bother and wrote a lot of trivial nonsense. Fortunately, the young hidden official didn't care about it, but felt that Yinlu would definitely be attracted by him.
The deleted details are quite appreciated.
Firstly, the incomplete soul caused the cultivation level to plummet. Furthermore, even if the cultivation level is still at its peak, what can it do? How did Yinlu flatter this young hidden official who broke the Immortal Hairpin City in two? How did he come here?
On the way, Yinlu shook off all the flattering words he had accumulated in his life, just like saying at this moment that Lord Yin Guan's dojo is really one of the best places in the world.
The listeners were not embarrassed at all and just let Yinlu be disgusting.
This caused Yinlu to gradually become embarrassed. He was really lacking in skills and was indeed a bit bored.
Yinlu said cautiously: "Lord Yin Guan, let me tell you from the bottom of my heart, I am afraid of dirtying this green mountain and green water with every step I take like a ghost."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Oh? Then go back and stay?"
Yin Lu was choked for words and didn't dare to say any more nonsense.
Chen Pingan, who had sleeves on both hands, stretched out his hand, twisted his wrist, and put a whisk called "whisk" on his arm.
When Yin Lu saw this thing, his heart suddenly tightened and he said in a trembling voice: "Master Yin Guan, why don't I go back."
During these days of being in prison, Yinlu was suffering terribly. Chen Ping'an checked the progress of the book every now and then. Every time, he quietly appeared behind Yinlu who was writing at his desk.
He raised his hand, holding a green brick, and hit Yinlu on the head with a brick. He beat Yinlu to pieces again and again, and rolled on the ground with his head in his arms. Chen Pingan only occasionally saw the pages written by Yinlu, and became obsessed with it.
Only with his discernment would he put the blue brick beside the writing desk to remind Yinlu that he had written well and escaped disaster.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's rare to come out to take a breath, so you go back in such an emergency, don't you give me face?"
Yinlu lowered his head and hurriedly clarified: "I'm just worried that outsiders will see me, and I will mistakenly mix with ghosts and lose the face of Lord Yinguan."
Chen Ping'an said: "I really don't know what the owner of that hairpin and your ancestors will think when they see you disciples and grandsons?"
Yinlu sighed, "I guess I can't bear to look at it. Out of sight, out of mind. Even if I pass by Xianhan City, I won't be willing to go and sit in the city."
The founder of Immortal Hairpin City, Gui Lingxiang, a female cultivator named Wu Dao, is also the second owner of the ancient Dao hairpin.
The second-generation city lord, the ghost with the Taoist name "Qiong Ou", turned out to be a mosquito. She had been hiding on Huangquan Road for a long time. The whisk was the treasure she used to avoid the sight of the ghosts in Fengdu, but she only managed to get it twice.
After thousands of years, the old woman has never been able to refine it, otherwise she would have returned to the wilderness from the underworld to compete for the throne.
Then there was the big demon Wu Tiao who walked out of the scroll and was tricked by his master Qiong Ou. According to the genealogy of Xian Hairan City, he was also the ancestor of Yin Lu.
Then there is the contemporary city lord who was beheaded by the criminal officer Hao Su, the Ascension Realm monk Xuan Pu.
For thousands of years, the highest place in the wilderness was not Tuoyue Mountain, but Immortal Hairpin City.
As a result, when the last hidden official of the Great Sword Qi Wall traveled around the wild world, the term "highest" no longer existed, so now the highest one became the Great Sword Qi Wall.
The whisk in my hand is a well-deserved treasure of the immortal soldiers on the mountain. It has a purple wooden handle, more than three thousand snow-white silk threads, and a small gold ring to decorate the whisk.
Chen Pingan plans to give the fly whisk to the Ancestral Hall of Feisheng City.
Yinlu plucked up the courage and asked: "Master Yin Guan, the monk who passed by the door earlier met me face to face. What is his background?"
Chen Ping'an changed his hand to hold the fly whisk, "My name is Lu Wei, the Yin and Yang family of Bottleneck in the Immortal Realm, from the Lu family in the Middle Earth, and can be regarded as half of my fellow villagers. The old accounts and the new accounts are all confused."
Yinlu was as silent as a cicada. Of course, it was not the name of Lu Wei or the Lu family in the Middle Earth, but the whisk in the hand of the young Yinguan. The more Yinlu looked at it, the more dazzling he was. Could it be that the person who was said by his master to have exhausted all good fortune?
Could it be that the Supreme Patriarch Qiong Ou also suffered a murderous attack?
Chen Pingan asked casually: "What would you do if you were an enemy of the Lu family in China?"
Despite all the nonsense, Yinlu felt that just chatting with this young hermit official was too much effort, but since he had already asked this, Yinlu had to seriously think about this bastard question. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively said:
"Even in Immortal Hairpin City, I have heard of the Lu family in Middle-earth for a long time. If I don't deal with them, wouldn't it be equivalent to becoming an enemy of a fourteenth-level monk? If it were me, I would just find a place to hide. I have to do it.
He is the kind of supporter who can compete with the Lu family. If he is chased by the Lu family with that kind of mortal hatred, I will go to Shiwanda Mountain and associate with senior Taoting. At least I can save a life. Of course, Mr. Yin Guan
It doesn't matter, it would be Lu's headache instead."
Chen Ping'an was noncommittal and said: "Stop following me and go for a walk to the front mountain of Luolu Mountain. Remember not to leave too far from the mountain gate, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
How dare Yin Lu dare to wander around by himself? After all, this is where Chen Pingan's Taoist temple is. Don't worry about saying a word wrong. Yinlu is also worried about a look or a look on his face after he leaves Chen Pingan and walks on the way to Qianshan.
, if you don't please anyone or don't go with anyone's wishes, you will be killed on the spot. Yinlu thought about it and decided that it would be safer to stay with Chen Pingan, but he didn't know how to say it for a while. After all, he was in the fairy world.
In Hairpin City, others are flattering him. Why does he, the deputy city chief who is in charge of specific matters, need to assess the situation and carefully consider every word?
Chen Ping'an said: "When in a country, do as the Romans do, and as a guest do as the host does. You don't understand this?"
Yinlu felt extremely sad in his heart. If Chen Pingan said that, I would have nothing to say.
When you go to Fairy Hairpin City, why don't you just tell the guest to do as he pleases?
Along the way, there are many pavilions. Just the name of the pavilion is an eye-opener for Yinlu.
Winged, sitting high, in the clouds, full moon, modest, rain falling, eight winds...
The one with the longest name is a pavilion that says, "Long-term growth and happiness, looking at the green mountains and never growing old." The one with the shortest name is more interesting, "Pavilion" Pavilion.
A house appeared in his sight, with white walls and black tiles hidden among the green bamboo poles. Chen Pingan put away his fly whisk and said, "Go."
Yin Lu had no choice but to slap his head on the head and said, "I will obey the decree of the Yin official."
On the back mountain side of Luo Po Mountain, there is a pair of young Cao family disciples practicing martial arts here.
The door was open, and the girl was practicing boxing in the martial arts field in the courtyard. Chen Pingan was still standing at the door, gently knocking on the door with his fingers. After the girl walked around the boxing box and saw the mountain master, she was obviously still very nervous.
This is the third time the two parties have met.
The first time was when she accompanied her son to the Bamboo House to meet Master Chen, but they didn't actually talk much.
The last time Master Chen came here in person, he even taught Cao Yuan a boxing match. After a sparring session, Cao Yuan was convinced that he lost. After thinking about it again and again, the young martial artist benefited a lot.
Just when Cao Yang was at a loss, Cao Yin quickly walked out of the study, went down the steps, bowed and said: "Mr. Chen."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Fengsheng, I heard that Wutong has entered the fifth realm, so I came here to say congratulations. I won't stay long. I will sit down for a while and then leave, so as not to disturb your practice."
The young man in front of him is a younger brother of the Cao family in Shangzhu Kingdom. His name is Yin and his courtesy name is Fengsheng. He is also a swordsman with a bottleneck in the sea-viewing realm. He can definitely be called a young genius.
That is to say, the Cao family does not want the young man to become famous too early, otherwise Cao Yin would have become famous in the Great Li Dynasty. As for Cao Yang, whose nickname is Wutong, the girl has just entered the fifth realm. It is not only due to Chen Shanzhu's personal training, but also to thank her sincerely.
Mr. Zhu often came here to practice boxing during this period. Especially the last time Shanzhu Chen was in the martial arts arena, he practiced more than forty stances and boxing moves for Cao Yang in one breath. It was like opening up a new world for Cao Yang.
Open the door to a new world of martial arts.
So there is no reason why Cao Yang is not nervous. Now that he sees Master Chen, he is more than respectful to him like a god.
Chen Pingan walked into the main hall. Cao Yang quickly brought the tea. His hands were shaking. Chen Pingan pretended not to notice and chatted with Cao Yin about his current practice. He waited until the girl put the tea cup aside on the flower table and then turned around.
Smiling and thanking Cao Yang, Cao Yang strained his face and forced a smile. The girl's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She walked gently to Cao Yin. She did not sit down. The etiquette rules in the wealthy family will not change because of the family.
Otherwise, she would slack off. Cao Yin once advised her that she didn’t have to worry about it so much here in Luopo Mountain, but it just didn’t work and she couldn’t help it, so the young man had to give up.
Here, Chen Ping'an asked about their practice, and just chatted with Cao Yinla. He listened to many ordinary words. Over time, Cao Yang relaxed accordingly.
Yinlu and the young Yinguan parted ways and walked alone on the road, trembling with fear. Judging from their posture, they were afraid of stepping on a fallen leaf on the road.
Then Yinlu saw a strange little girl in black at the end of the path, with two sparse eyebrows, a cotton bag slung across her body, a small golden pole on her shoulder, and a green bamboo hiking pole in her hand. She was jumping on the mountain path.
After jumping around, the two sides met each other and stopped almost at the same time. Yinlu no longer had the cultivation of the Immortal Realm, but his vision was still there. He found that the other party seemed to be just a small water monster from the lower fifth realm. Yinlu calmed down a little.
On the other hand, the black robe that the girl was wearing was of good quality. But as soon as Yinlu had this idea, he wanted to give himself a big mouth. What were he thinking, were he looking for death?
The little girl in black stopped timidly, then moved a little, walked towards the roadside, and then silently turned sideways, as if she was standing facing the wall thinking about her fault.
Although Sister Guo has taught her experience in rivers and lakes, don't panic when something happens and run away immediately. But Xiao Mili felt that she was patrolling the mountains and there was no reason to be so timid.
Yinlu was actually panicking, fearing that this little water monster was a maid of some Luo Shan Immortal Lord, a maid serving tea and water, or a boy lighting the alchemy furnace.
So Yinlu tried his best to make his face more kind and kind, and said with a smile: "My name is Yinlu, I am the Qi practitioner brought to Luoluo Mountain by Lord Yinguan, who are you?"
Zhou Mili was relieved, turned his head, and said with a bright smile: "That's it, hello, Yinlu Immortal Chang. My name is Zhou Mili, and Mili's Mili is from the right side of Luopo Mountain... and is the envoy appointed by the mountain owner to patrol the mountain.
Xiaoguan, haha, a sesame official as small as a grain of rice."
Yinlu was stunned for a moment, what the hell is a patrolling envoy? There is such an official position in Luopo Mountain? But since it was appointed by the young hidden official, Yinlu smiled more and more kindly, walked forward slowly, with his hands behind his back, walking
While explaining: "It turns out to be Zhou Daoyou who is in charge of patrolling the mountain. I have just walked here with Mr. Yin Guan. Mr. Yin Guan thought that I was new here and I was unfamiliar with the place, so he let me wander around by myself and go to the front mountain to see
look."
Zhou Mili grinned, quickly closed his mouth, reminded himself not to show his teeth when smiling, straightened his back, and said clearly and crisply: "This is a good thing, I will lead the way for Yinlu Immortal! In Luolu Mountain, I will take care of all the roads and roads.
Very familiar."
Yinlu weighed the pros and cons and decided that it was feasible. Taking this little girl with her, who didn't seem to have a bright mind, she could show herself to be more approachable and make the first impression on the fallen mountain immortals not too bad.
Seek merit but seek no fault!
One big and one small, they passed by the simple or exquisite pavilions of different shapes in the mountains. Xiaomi Li's face was full of joy. He introduced the origin of the names of the pavilions to Yinlu Immortal one by one, and by the way, he praised the names of his own mountain owners.
With such a profound reputation, Yinlu certainly didn't dare not agree. During this period, Xiaomili stretched out his hand and asked Yinlu Fairy Chief if he wanted to eat melon seeds. Yinlu lowered his head and looked down, burst into laughter, and declined the little girl's kindness. Xiaomili scratched his head.
, it was not good to eat melon seeds alone, so I put them back on my sleeves.
High above, in an octagonal pointed pavilion named Ru Meng Ling, Xiao Mo, wearing a yellow hat and blue shoes, leaned against the pavilion pillar, holding a green bamboo stick in his arms, with a gentle face, looking at the young man in black who kept chattering.
girl.
The girl in the mink hat on the side said angrily: "Good guy, this silver deer is so shameless, Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, do you want me to teach it a lesson?"
Xiaomo said softly: "No need. Just don't hinder Xiaomili's hospitality."
Xie Gou said aggrievedly: "I don't want to see Xiao Mili being wronged."
Previously, when the millet grains were at the bamboo house and the white clouds were passing by a few cliffs away, Guo Zhujiu once took Xie Gou and the white-haired boy to play pranks together. In the sea of wind and clouds, three heads "floated" on the white clouds early in the morning.
, looked up at the cliff, rolled their eyes and made faces, which really shocked Xiaomi Li. Then when she found out the truth, she was very happy, laughing and overjoyed.
Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Don't go to Yuye Jiangshui Mansion to scare the Water Goddess again. You won't do it again."
The Yuye Jiangshui Goddess, who was already frightened every day, had become more and more determined to change the territory because the water palace was "haunted" before.
Xie Gou turned around and glanced at Xiao Mo. She felt warm in her heart. She moved quietly, tilted her head, and wanted to lean on Xiao Mo's shoulder. The little bird was leaning on her, loving each other.
As a result, Xiaomo reached out and blocked her head, preventing her from succeeding.
Xie Gou stood on tiptoes, and with lightning speed, rubbed his face against the warm palm. Xiao Mo retracted his hand and sighed softly, didn't his young master and Mr. Zhu really cheat him?
Xie Gou was already satisfied and said: "The Jinghao in Liuxiazhou and the little dragon named Baideng have become very familiar with Chen Lingjun. They have had several drinks in Qilong Lane in the small town. Chen Lingjun
Why don't you just take them up the mountain?"
Xiao Mo explained with a smile: "Because the last time I went down the mountain, I went out secretly. Jing Qing was afraid of letting the young master slip, so he discussed it with Jing Hao and Bai Deng. The two sides would pretend to meet each other for the first time in the town before coming back.
Being a guest here, not only will he not have to be scolded, but after he leads the two masters up the mountain, he may even be praised by the young master."
Xie Gou rubbed his brows, "Chen Lingjun, does he really think that Chen Ping'an doesn't know anything, or is he just pretending?"
Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled: "There is no doubt that Jing Qing really feels this way, and the young master will definitely pretend not to know beforehand."
Xie Gou looked away and said, "Come as soon as you say it. Chen Lingjun just left the town and returned to the mountain."
In the early years at Qilong Lane, Jia Lao Shenxian once uttered the truth after drinking. When he was drunk, he sat under the table. The blind old Taoist priest raised his voice and gave two thumbs up, saying that except for the mountain master,
, he admires two people the most, one is Zhou Mili, the right protector on the mountain, and Chen Lingjun, who likes to come down the mountain to hang out in the town. One is on the mountain and the other is outside the mountain. The two of them are the ones who comfort our people in Luolu Mountain.
The great hero, the other gods, even Mr. Zhu who is the great butler, have to stay behind...
It cannot be said that he does not have true knowledge and insights.
Xie Gou suddenly asked: "If Yinlu couldn't control his thoughts just now, what about that?"
You are thinking about this Taotie robe with hundreds of eyes, but you still don’t know how to restrain yourself?”
Xiao Mo said calmly: "Then I will send it to meet its master Xuan Pu."
Xie Gou asked doubtfully: "Will your young master let you take action?"
Xiao Mo smiled and said: "My young master released Yinlu just to let Yinlu fend for himself."
Xie Gou suddenly said: "This guy has good luck."
On the road, Immortal Silver Deer accompanied the little girl, and it seemed that they had a good rapport with each other.
Xiao Mo said: "This is the beginning, the road is long and difficult."
Xie Gou muttered in a low voice: "Students have dirty hearts."
Xiao Mo stood up straight with his back against the pillar of the pavilion. Xie Gou noticed the change in Xiao Mo's energy and hurriedly made amends to smooth things over for himself. He laughed and said: "Good words, absolutely no bad meaning!"
Xiao Mo took the lead to walk down the steps, "Bai Jing, I think Mr. Zhu is right in saying that there is no absolutely good or absolutely bad character in the world, they are all double-edged swords."
Xie Gou nodded vigorously and jumped down the steps.
Mr. Zhu, everything you say is right.
After all, he is a man whose appearance is like dirt.
Today, the boy in Tsing Yi came down the mountain early in the morning, and went to Qilong Lane with great swagger. He walked into the New Year's shop with his hands behind his back, took a look at the shopkeeper Shi Rou, sighed, put up the music of the seniors on the mountain, and put down a sentence of condolences.
Unfortunately, he was so angry that he kept saying, "You are so stubborn that I don't want to make progress, so I don't even bother to talk to you."
The little mute, who had always been close to Shi Rou, immediately became unhappy and quarreled directly with Chen Lingjun. Chen Lingjun argued a few words and felt that it was boring. He was not as familiar as a young boy, so he walked next door. Now Brother Jia is not in the store and has been promoted.
From a small shopkeeper in Qilong Lane to the second steward of a cross-continental ferry, without a great drinking buddy, Chen Lingjun felt a little lonely. He entered a Caotou shop and regarded himself as half a master's uncle.
After mentioning some Tianjiu'er and saying something about spiritual practice, he left Qilong Alley and went to the restaurant on the main street. He set up a table and waited for the two Taoist friends Qing Gong Taibao and Cao Jun to come here to meet for a morning drink.
After a morning drink, Chen Lingjun took them into the mountains together.
Arriving at the gate of Luopo Mountain, Chen Lingjun found Xiao Mili sitting at the table drinking tea, and sitting opposite her was a guest with a strange face.
As for Taoist Master Xianwei, he was still sitting on the bamboo chair at the door, reading a book with a different writing. Zheng Dafeng, that lazy guy, was probably still sleeping and dreaming.
Chen Lingjun coughed a few times, moistened his throat, and shook his sleeves, "Millet, we have a guest."
Xiaomi Li quickly got up, greeted them, and went to boil water and make tea. The little girl was happy and busy.
Bai Deng, who goes by the name Caojun, has been in the town for a few days and is now confused.
Although there are still clear distinctions between the mountains and the mountains, Bai Deng still learned a little about the inside story of this Lizhu Cave through chatting with the boy in Tsing Yi over the wine table.
Only then did I realize that the place where the dragon-slaying battle ended three thousand years ago was right here!
And now the only true dragon in the world, King Zhu of the East China Sea, made her fortune in that Mud Vase Lane.
No wonder that when Bai Deng was walking alone on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, he felt both gloomy and chilly, and felt like he had fallen into a frying pan and the fire was cooking his soul, causing his Taoist heart to become unstable.
According to Chen Lingjun, there used to be a Longquan Sword Sect in the mountains to the west, but now it has moved to the north. The previous sect leader, Master Ruan, was a military saint in the Yupu realm. Now there are several more Yupu realms, among which the current sect leader Liu Xianyang
, a forty-year-old swordsman, this guy is a child of his master, and he and I are also good buddies. Everyone has their own seniority...
This place is just one of the seventy-two small caves. Is it already so terrifying?
Even if Bai Deng was so "step by step", Jing Hao, as a great monk in the Ascension Realm, could naturally see more clues and was extremely frightened.
Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Lane, Gu Can from Clay Vase Lane, Zhao Yao from Fulu Street who is rumored to be half a disciple of Bai Ye, descendants of Xie Shi, Tianjun of Luzhou in Beiju, Xie Ling from Taoye Lane...
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A young generation of monks who have become famous, are they crowded together in such a small town the size of a palm?
Wearing a green shirt and a long coat, Master Chen didn't know when he was sitting on the top of the steps on the main path of Jise Peak in Luolu Mountain.
Standing up, taking a step forward, and going straight to the foot of the mountain, Chen Ping'an and Chen Ling both smiled and said, "A guest is here? Your friend?"
Chen Lingjun's eyes turned sharply and he felt a little guilty. He just couldn't show his emotions at home when he was around new friends.
At the wine table, he blew away all his bullshit. As a veteran of Luo Luo Shan, especially when it comes to his own boss, his words are very effective, face-saving, and powerful!
But in fact, Chen Lingjun knew very well that his status in Luolu Mountain was not as good as that of Nuanshu and the other little fools.
After just a few drinks, Chen Lingjun boasted about his career in the world of martial arts, and even boasted about his brotherhood with Wei Shanjun, but he never talked about his master's deeds only at the wine table.
It seems that it is best for you to know. If you still don’t know for the time being, then you can find out for yourself later.
Chen Ping'an rubbed the head of the boy in Tsing Yi and said, "Since I am your friend, I am a friend of Luolu Mountain. Let's have tea here first, and then we can go up the mountain for a chat."
Chen Ping'an then turned to look at the two guests and said with a smile: "Two fellow Taoists, we are waiting for you from afar."
Chen Lingjun only belatedly remembered something. He could count on one hand the number of distinguished guests that his master could take the initiative to greet.
Thinking of this, Chen Lingjun felt a little empty in his heart. He felt that a friend he had just met for a few days should not be brought back to Luopo Mountain and bother his master to entertain the guests in person.
When Chen Ping'an was saying polite words, his inner words were extremely disrespectful, "Jing Hao, I've heard that no one in the Ascension Realm dares to leave Liuxia Continent and go south. If Chen Lingjun doesn't lead the way today, you
Even if you come to Luopo Mountain, it’s not interesting. Anyway, no one is asking for anything from anyone, and we can keep a respectful distance from each other.”
"Bai Deng, you can board a night boat in the future. There is an old friend of yours there, who is in a similar state to you now. He is the Pavilion Chief of Surabaya who once killed the white snake on the road, and is now one of the four cities in the night boat.
The Lord of Chui Gong City.”
Jing Hao's face froze, but soon returned to normal, and immediately answered with a smile from his heart: "Guan Chen Yin is upright, and speaks quickly. On this trip to Luolu Mountain, it doesn't matter even if I get a rejection today."
Bai Deng's face was dark and unclear. He suppressed the anger in his heart and resisted the urge to turn around and leave. He said in his heart: "I will definitely go and meet this person if I have the chance."
Compared to what Chen Ping'an and Jing Hao said, Bai Deng found it acceptable.
Regardless of their mood, Jing Hao and Bai Deng both looked at the boy in green with admiration at this moment.
Chen Lingjun couldn't hear what Chen Ping'an and his two fellow Taoists were saying. He just thought to himself and said, "Master, I promise I won't do this again."
Chen Ping'an said: "I can't trust you anymore, so I'll give you two more chances to 'never do it again'."
Upon hearing this, Chen Lingjun immediately became energetic again, and the haze between his brows was swept away.
Ha, as expected, as long as the master is on the mountain, he will have someone to support him.
Chen Lingjun got kicked in the butt, turned around and saw the careless Zheng Dafeng. He was holding a kettle in his hand and said with a playful smile: "Are you friends? Is it Bai Mangan and Chen Zhuoliu who have been thinking about each other so much?"
Chen Lingjun crossed his arms across his chest and said angrily: "No!"
The young coachman was busy in vain, and he and the poor scholar Chen Zhuoliu were both from Luzhou in Beiju. Although they were two paupers, before they separated, Chen Lingjun left a sum of magic money for them to pay for their cross-continental journey, so that they could come to Aquarius Island.
Here I am reminiscing about old times, but Chen Lingjun feels that given their virtue of spending money like water, it is probably unreasonable.
Chen Ping'an instantly narrowed his eyes and looked at the end of the mountain road. One was unexpected but reasonable, and the other was unknown, but walking side by side with the former, his appearance was not inferior at all.
Chen Qingliu.
As for the people traveling with Chen Qingliu, their identities are temporarily unknown.
Xiao Mo then appeared at the gate of the mountain, and there was also a bright-looking girl in a mink hat, rubbing her hands gently, eager to try.
Bai Deng just glanced at the man in green shirt on the slow road, and instantly felt his liver and gallbladder bursting. Out of instinct, he just wanted to kneel down and kowtow.
Jing Hao looked even more embarrassed, like a gentleman caught red-handed by his master.
Chen Lingjun followed everyone's gaze and turned around to take a look, huh? When he looked again, the boy in Tsing Yi laughed loudly, threw down his sleeves, strode forward, jumped up, raised his palms high, and reunited with the good friend after a long absence.
Brother, high five.
Seeing this scene, both Jing Hao and Bai Deng's eyelids trembled.
When Chen Lingjun landed with both feet on the ground, he did a monkey-picking peach move. The scholar who was full of poverty and sourness stretched out his hand to block it, but Chen Lingjun turned around and swept his waist with his kick.
Chen Qingliu patted his clothes, and Chen Lingjun took back his feet and nodded, "Good brother, you are a person who listens to advice and does not spend all your money in a brothel."
Jing Hao knew that Chen Lingjun had a good relationship with the man who killed the dragon, but he never imagined that the relationship would be so strong. Now he wanted to make up for it and kowtow to the boy in green.
Bai Deng was completely unaware. He took several steps back and knocked over the bench behind him without even realizing it.
Chen Lingjun put his hands on his hips and said, "I was just thinking that you were just enjoying yourself drinking wine, and I forgot about my good brother."
The poor scholar complained: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? I will punish myself with three cups of wine later."
Chen Pingan stood next to Chen Lingjun.
Chen Qingliu had a completely different face when it came to Shanzhu Chen. He looked indifferent and introduced his friends from his heart, "His name is Xin Jian. He has been my friend for many years. I can't help Mr. Yin Guan who has friends all over the world."
Bi, I have only a handful of friends, and this person next to me is one of them. He, Bai Ye, Su Zi and Liu Qi are the same scholars. When he wanted to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I sent him all the way to Daixuan Mountain.
After that, he started to slay the dragon with his sword. Not long ago, he was accompanying a proud disciple of the Holy Master. He encountered three beasts with high killing power in the wild world and fucked him hard.
Fighting, if the number of opponents is not increasing, the key point is that there is a weird thing among them..."
Xie Gou was about to take a step forward, but Xiao Mo grabbed his arm.
Chen Qingliu had a sneer on his face and squinted at the swordsman Bai Jing who looked like a girl in a mink hat.
This scholar, who had just returned to Haoran from the wilderness, seemed not to want Chen Qingliu to tell more inside information, so he took the initiative and said with a smile: "In the wilderness world, I have heard the name of the hidden official for a long time, and it is like thunder in my ears."
Chen Pingan bowed to him in salute, and the latter also bowed in return.
One is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the other is in the wild world. The juniors and seniors, sooner or later, draw their swords, and they are all great scholars.