Chapter 1065: A hundred years of loneliness in rivers and lakes
The capital of Nanyuan was famous as Daliang. Chen Ping'an knew the features of the capital very well, so he chose a thriving late-night restaurant to eat grilled fish.
There is a Qingqin River on the outskirts of Beijing. The herrings in it are extremely plump. The grilled fish paired with the lotus white of the beams is a must-have. Because it is cheap and good, both dignitaries and peddlers like it. But Chen Ping'an knew it when he touched his chopsticks.
This herring is the kind of "transfer fish" that is transported from other river ponds to the Qingqin River for a few days of bathing. I just didn't say anything and glanced at the current young shopkeeper. His appearance was exactly the same as that of the former shopkeeper.
It came out, probably because the old shopkeeper passed on the restaurant and skills to his son when he got older. The secret spicy oil and condiments for the grilled fish are the same, but the taste is missing, which is called kindness. Of course, there are also
Maybe the restaurant is operating on a small budget, and the Qingqin River Fish is now a river delicacy only for the rich in Daliang City, so the extra condiments now served by this small restaurant on the roadside are called livelihood.
Chen Ping'an led the way to the small restaurant that he found earlier. There was an empty table and two benches against the wall. Liu Xianyang took a seat first and occupied one. He sat in the middle of the bench, stretched out his hand to pat the table and asked if there was any drink.
Gu Can was standing at the table at that time. Chen Pingan motioned for him to sit inside. After Gu Can sat down, he reached out and moved the end of the bench closer to Chen Pingan. When Chen Pingan moved and was about to sit down, Gu Can moved the bench out.
Straighten the bench.
In the past, when sitting on the ridge in the countryside, the child's head was about the same level as the young man's shoulders, but now they are sitting side by side.
Chen Pingan took the bowl and took a sip of the wine. Fortunately, the local brewed Lotus White still had the original taste, and asked: "Gu Can, is there any secret book of the spirit book of the Hopeful Qi lineage in Baidi City?"
Gu Can said: "Yes, and there are a lot of them. The master has obviously been very interested in a series of side sects and arts that extend from the Wangqi line. The Taoist books collected and looted from all the Haoran Jiuzhou are white.
The imperial city has a special engraving bookstore. It has a complete set of catalogs and editions of books that are updated every ten years. They are divided into three categories: chronology, general history and local chronicles. The number of books is so large that it is comparable to the number of books collected by the secretarial department of a small country.
Members of the Patriarch Hall such as Han Qiaise and Liu Chicheng all have a copy, which is convenient for them, great monks, to choose relevant Taoist books according to their own practice direction. When I first entered Baidi City, although I was a direct disciple of the city lord, according to the Baidi City
According to the rules of the Imperial City, you cannot enter the Patriarch's Hall unless you have reached the fifth realm. I asked Han Qiaise for a set of keys at that time so that I could go to her library to read books at any time. I once carefully looked through the catalog and did so in private.
Some illegal excerpts, I remember that there are more than 2,300 books specifically explaining the historical origins of Qin Tianjian in various countries and the methods of practicing Qi Wang."
Chen Pingan sighed: "Above the sea of clouds, there is also a sea of books."
Everyone knows that there is Baidi City located among the colorful clouds in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, but in fact, about the inside story of Baidi City, who are the members of the Ancestral Hall, how the internal organization is set up, and the relationship between the Dao lines, what is known to the outside world
Very little.
Whenever we talk about the lonely city surrounded by colorful clouds, the qi practitioners on the mountain always point it out. Except for a big scroll with the words "Fengrao is the best in the world", it has stood firm for three thousand years, which means that no one can win on the chessboard.
Guo Zheng Juzhong. Either he was curious about whether Han Qiaose had vowed to learn the twelve great arts and whether he had learned them all now, or Liu Daochun's glazed pavilion had added more bricks and tiles, and when he went out to travel, he went against the path of a monk on the top of the mountain.
, if you get into trouble, you will go to Baidi City to hide. If you can't hide, you will put on the eye-catching pink Taoist robe and register your number with others. Otherwise, they will discuss the swordsman Fu Xi, who is the founder of Zheng Juzhong's disciple, with a Taoist ancestor hanging on his waist.
A sword gourd made of hand-planted gourd vines. How long will it take for this person's swordsmanship to reach the height of Pei Min's swordsmanship? Can he catch up with that person in this life?
Liu Xianyang picked up a large piece of fish meat with chopsticks and chewed it, and said with a smile: "The answer is not what the question was asked. Are you going off topic?"
When chatting tonight, the three of them all spoke in their hometown dialect.
Knowing that Gu Can wanted to take the opportunity to chat with Chen Ping'an about the customs and customs of Baidi City, Liu Xianyang wanted to undermine him. According to what the little slug said back then, Liu Xianyang was a mean-mouthed person, so let him say he doesn't eat meat.
Liu Xianyang would not be able to chat without some serious talk about shit and shit.
Gu Can said: "After I entered the Jade Pu Realm, I was qualified to own a library. I spent some time on proofreading and sorting it out, and came to a conclusion. Putting aside the numerous editions, I then dug into those local chronicles.
For the introductory text of this category, take a single finely edited book that explains the context of the knowledge of Qi-Wang Technique. The premise is that the duplicate content between each book does not exceed 20%. There are about sixty-two such Taoist books in Baidi City."
Liu Xianyang clicked his tongue and said: "You are so articulate and thoughtful in every word. Gu Can, you now have the demeanor of a master of Pu Xue who is proficient in exegesis. I think you are more than enough to be an academy gentleman who specializes in teaching elementary schools. I heard that you have a nickname, Crazy
Disciple? It’s better for scholars to be more crazy. In the past, there was a lecturer in Chunru Chen Academy who specialized in annotating the internal and external chapters of Master Lu. When he gave us instruction for the first time, the old master said that there are only one and a half people in the world who can truly
Understand the essence of the internal and external chapter."
Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Can I drink your wine? I'm talking to Gu Can about business."
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "If you two can guess who this person is, I will shut up."
Gu Can said: "One is Lu Chen himself, and the other half is the old master?"
Chen Pingan shook his head.
Gu Can understood instantly.
The answer must be more arrogant. Lu Chen, who wrote the internal and external chapters, is only half of it, but the old master who gives lectures is the "one".
Liu Xianyang laughed and said: "Gu Can, I have told you a long time ago that if we are more intelligent, the two of us together are not as good as Chen Ping'an, a boring gourd."
Gu Can said: "When did you say that back then and I refuted it? The content of my quarrel with you was just who of the two of us is more clever."
"You guys keep chatting, I'll drink and eat meat as long as I'm not in the way of both of you."
Liu Xianyang picked up the white bowl, shook it, the wine rippled, and picked up a piece of grilled fish with his chopsticks, "I can't recite a poem at this time? Who will come?"
Gu Can rolled his eyes, Liu Xianyang, your uncle.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I miss my hometown in a daze. When the herring is on the chopsticks, the lotus flowers in the small bowl are white, and I am drunk to drive away all the sorrows."
Liu Xianyang exclaimed, "Where did you copy it from?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The title of the poem is "Sword Crossing Daliang City on a Moonlit Night, written impromptu while eating fish and drinking wine with friends."
Liu Xianyang asked: "Are you really making this up? Can you lend me a hand?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's up to you to take it."
Gu Can said: "I have brought these sixty books with me. I came to Blessed Land this time just to give them to you Luopo Mountain, as a supplement to the gift for establishing the sect."
Liu Xianyang asked: "If there is no lower sect in Luopo Mountain, why don't you make up for it as well?"
Gu Can squinted and said, "It's none of your business, are you making up for it? If Liu Xianyang had given Luoposhan a gift, even a copper coin, I would have dared to get up immediately, go to the alley in front of the restaurant, take off my pants and shit in the street, and
Every time I pass someone, I sign up for my number."
Liu Xianyang rubbed his chin.
There is a saying in their hometown called "having a caring heart", which is very different from the so-called hesitation in written language outside. It means that a person cares about the people close to him, such as being a good family man, so when the old man says, who has a caring heart?
, is a genuine compliment. In this regard, Liu Xianyang, who has had a boundless heart since he was a child, is indeed far inferior to the little slug in Mud Bottle Lane. In terms of rural sentiment, he wanted to go outside and far away when he was a boy.
Liu Xianyang, let alone Chen Pingan from Lianjia.
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Have you and Zhu Lian hooked up a long time ago?"
Gu Can first glanced at Chen Ping'an's face, and then nodded gently: "I came up with some of the ideas on my own initiative, and Mr. Zhu followed suit."
It turned out that when Gu Can returned home with Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, before Gu Can left home for Baidi City, Zhu Lian followed his son's instructions and went to the Gu family in Longzhou City to return a charcoal cage to its original place.
After Lord Zhu Lian handed the charcoal cage to Gu Can, he smiled and said something that smart people could understand. The general meaning was that Zhu Lian was actually happy to go down the mountain, but there were trivial matters at home on the other side of Luolu Mountain.
If there is too much, it will be delayed.
Gu Can heard the string and knew what it meant. After Zhu Lian left the city and returned to the mountain, Gu Can set off for Baidi City and took the Xianjia ferry. He soon had an extremely hidden correspondence with Zhu Lian. Anyway, he was down and out.
The simple sword house on the mountain has always been under the control of Zhu Lian himself. Zhu Lian also relied on the contents of the secret letter to know that Gu Can had even started to go to Zhengyang Mountain and the Xu family in Qingfeng City in addition to Shujian Lake.
It was secretly mixed with sand, because Gu Can had limited chips at the time and was more cautious in doing things. The spy pawns he planted were not able to have real access to the secrets of the two forces for the time being. When Gu Can became the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City
, with this identity, Gu Can's infiltration of those two forces soon reached a big level, and the effect was remarkable. For example, one of the chess pieces recruited by Gu Can was a beautiful middle-level five-level chess piece.
As a female ghost, Gu Can gave her a water magic secret book and several rare spiritual weapons that were enough to support her practice all the way to the Golden Core Realm. She later met by chance a certain young swordsman from Shuilong Peak who was in charge of Zhengyang Mountain’s intelligence, and was
The latter's golden house hides the beauty in a sect belonging to the Zhengyang Mountain vassal, similar to the status of a concubine.
There was only one thing she had to do from now on, which was nothing.
Because Gu Can made a one-off deal with her, and agreed that at least she wouldn't have to sacrifice her life. As for when she needs to do something, she can just wait patiently for news from him. It might be ten years later, or it might be a hundred years.
, and she might not even be able to wait for that secret letter in her life. In fact, when Gu Can promised that she would not lose her life if she obeyed the agreement, she was skeptical, and the gentle young man in scholar's shirt smiled and told her.
Two sentences.
Girl, don't take advantage of me and act like a good boy. The things I give you can buy you two lives according to the previous market prices in Shujian Lake.
Since the price is fair, why bother to pierce a layer of window paper and embarrass both you and me? Girl, don't you even know how to deceive yourself?
Another example is that there is another chess piece that has taken root in Qingfeng City and spread its branches. It is the mountain wild cultivator who dominated the mountains in the southern mountains of Shujian Lake in the past.
The accountant of Qingxia Island that Can took with her on the trip had a conflict, which almost came to the point of life and death. When Gu Can arrived at Baidi City, he quickly sent this person a reward. It was Gu Can
From Senior Aunt Han Qiaise, I helped the Earth Immortal Wild Cultivator carefully select two Taoist books that ranked among the "middle and upper" grades of Baidi City. To be precise, they are one of the Dao books that can be said to be in terms of the Earth Immortal's current practice.
This precious Taoist book is a timely help, because in that secret letter, Gu Can made a "bet" with the other party to open the sky and speak frankly. Another icing on the cake, a secret book, was delivered to his hands. You can read it or not read it.
After that, you can practice or not practice. Only by practicing the Taoism recorded in this book will Gu Can be regarded as automatically fulfilling the bet. When the golden elixir bottleneck earth immortal reaches the Yuanying realm in the future, then his life will be
, it belongs to him Gu Can.
The benefits have been given a long time ago, and there is no need to swear an oath, and there is no black and white agreement between the king. So if you don't keep the agreement and think that I, Gu Can, am easy to talk to, then wait and see.
Later, Zhu Lian went down the mountain, changed his name to "Yan Fang", and opened a powder shop in Qingfeng City, where he met two spies of Gu Can.
He helped Zhu Lian successfully steal the Fox Kingdom and gained a lot of first-mover advantage.
Chen Ping'an looked at Gu Can who was hesitant to speak, smiled and shook his head and said: "It's nothing. Even if you have been in charge for three years, you will find it unpleasant to meditate on things. I am used to being a hands-off shopkeeper, you and Zhu Lian
I just turn a blind eye and close my eyes."
Gu Can didn't explain anything, didn't distinguish anything, just took a sip of wine.
Chen Ping'an said: "When I, the hands-off shopkeeper, returned to my hometown, I discovered that the blessed land had been promoted by two ranks at the same time. Then I thought of an opportunity to watch Taoism to see if I could try my luck and see the world born between heaven and earth.
The first local swordsman's teaching process used a method similar to 'clairvoyance'."
Liu Xianyang and Gu Can almost laughed and asked, "The result?" "But?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "There is a but in the end, but being watched by outsiders means that I am trying my luck in vain. It is indeed...hard to explain in words."
Liu Xianyang laughed loudly, "Sure enough, it's still the same."
Gu Can kicked Liu Xianyang's calf under the table. Liu Xianyang, who was in pain, glared and said: "Take it easy, don't kick me in the crotch. The person who is about to put wine into the bridal chamber will be here soon. We can't let your sister-in-law be a widow."
"
Gu Can said: "Then say less sarcastic words."
Liu Xianyang said angrily: "Why are you talking sarcastically? Among the three of us, which one has a good background and is reincarnated with a silver spoon in his mouth? If I am a kid born on Taoye Lane on Fulu Street and his words are not pleasant to the ears, then that is called standing and talking.
No back pain, when I met you, I was a master of all kinds of skills, and I had eighteen kinds of martial arts to make a living, none of which was not my fault. I had an early awakening, a bright mind, and a child from a poor family had already become the master of the family. I could tell my own skills just by looking at them from others.
"
Chen Pingan had no choice but to smooth things over, just get used to it.
Gu Can thought for a while, then picked up the wine bowl and said, "Then let's go one."
Liu Xianyang stretched out his hand to press the wine bowl, not happy anymore, "Why go? You hesitated just now and were so dishonest. I'm heartbroken."
Gu Can began to curse loudly. They were all secrets from an invisible "ancestral hall" in his hometown in a small town. He didn't even curse in the same way. His ancestors were eighteen generations old and no one could escape.
Chen Ping'an did not try to dissuade him and just watched the fun with a smile. Liu Xianyang wanted to talk back, but he was no match for Gu Can. After all, among the young people and children in the small town, it was recognized that the little slug from the widow's family in Mud Bottle Lane had the most "talent".
Well, he was the most quarrelsome and the youngest, but he often had new tricks when swearing, so much so that even Granny Ma from Xinghua Lane suffered a loss. There was often a pool of excrement at the door early in the morning, and the door of her house and the outside of the courtyard wall were covered with excrement.
It's disgusting yellow snot. The old woman also wanted to catch that kid from Mud Bottle Lane who was stabbed a thousand times, but she deliberately turned off the lights and kept vigil every time, but she couldn't survive the ghostly kid every time.
Bastard. In the end, the old woman really couldn't deal with that little slug who was good at making moves. One time when she went to draw water from the iron lock well, she had a hard time saying a few nice words to the foxy widow.
Pingxiang was in a good mood, just like celebrating the New Year. She said this, and the little slug at home just listened silently. After that, Xinghua Alley was not so dirty. The old woman had nothing to do about it.
They didn't dare to break the news in public. They only dared to curse in private that something bad happened to the widow's family. It was really a crime she committed in her previous life. Just wait. Sooner or later, God will not accept the consequences...
There was a scolding, and the outcome was very different. In the end, Liu Xianyang still drank a bowl of wine with a depressed face. If he didn't drink to get rid of the scolding, why would he have gone there earlier?
Liu Xianyang suddenly said: "Chen Pingan, what's the matter with you that you don't miss your brother so much? We are both swordsmen, right? You are not good at trying things like luck, am I?"
Gu Can almost cursed, but held it back. How many evils had the Longquan Sword Sect done to have such an unreliable new leader.
Chen Pingan said: "I have thought about this for a long time, but do you think it is appropriate?"
I am willing, and you, Sect Leader Liu, are willing, but what about the Longquan Sword Sect? Is the other party willing to owe Luo Po Shan such a favor?
If I'm not careful, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink your wedding wine, let alone be your best man for Uncle Liu.
Liu Xianyang sighed, "This reason is quite legitimate, so let's just consider this matter is out of the way and let's talk about it later."
Chen Ping'an raised his wine bowl and said, "It's rare to get together, let's all drink from one."
As they drank each other, Liu Xianyang wiped his mouth, put down the empty bowl, and said with a smile: "We don't like to listen to others' reasoning. After listening to some truths, we can't do it ourselves. It's like borrowing a charcoal cage from others in the winter.
, covering up the heat and driving away the cold for a while, then I have to return it, and suddenly I feel like this winter is getting colder, so it’s better to have nothing at all.”
Gu Can said: "It's more like when the weather is cold and the ground is freezing. Some people are walking on the road in thin clothes. They see people on the road holding a warm bamboo charcoal cage. It's just their principles that allow them to live a good life."
Chen Pingan chewed the fish meat, took a sip of the wine, and said with a smile: "Then don't be a teacher, and live a good life yourself first. Whether you have taste or not, and whether you have the right talent or not, everyone will do what they want, and the flower will bear fruit."
Liu Xianyang was surprised and said: "What kind of drinking talk is this? Are you drunk after just drinking?"
Gu Can said: "Drinking depends on your mouth. You should say less and just drink. Don't be a urinal."
Liu Xianyang said helplessly: "Chen Ping'an, you don't care about him? If you don't care about the little slug with a mouth full of feces, I will take care of you!"
Chen Ping'an raised his hand and slapped Gu Can on the head, "If you win a quarrel, you lose. You don't understand such a simple truth. Drink your wine."
It was Chen Ping'an who obviously hit the person, but it was Liu Xianyang who Gu Can looked at. Liu Xianyang almost cried bitterly after drinking, and said: "Brothers, please stop being idle. There are three people at the table, they are all sect leaders.
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Indeed, who would have thought that on a hilltop where we once hugged each other for warmth, tonight we were drinking together at the same table, and we would soon be the three sect masters in the world.
Gu Can glanced at Liu Xianyang, drank a bowl of wine, and then poured himself another bowl. He was still bored. When Gu Can wanted to drink a third bowl, Liu Xianyang became a little panicked. This lotus white is not a strong drink.
He couldn't stand the drinking method of Gu Can, so he signaled to Chen Pingan with his eyes that you can only control the little slug, so he should not be so bold when drinking. Chen Pingan shook his head and signaled to leave it alone. Liu Xianyang looked at it and drank.
Gu Can, who was finishing his third bowl of wine, looked at Chen Pingan again, asking with his eyes, "Did Gu Can take the wrong medicine?" Chen Pingan smiled, knowing the reason, but didn't say anything.
In their hometown, Liu Xianyang and Gu Can each had their own dependence on each other. Gu Can was raised by his mother, but Liu Xianyang had only his grandfather in the family for as long as he could remember.
Liu Xianyang's grandfather was a well-known drunkard. He was addicted to alcohol. Almost every day he would go to the liquor stores to drink a few taels of wine. He would drink it while standing and have some free time before going home.
You may not be able to afford it every time, so you have to drink alcohol and beg for alcohol. When you become addicted to alcohol, you will shamelessly beg for a few sips of alcohol. You are famous far and wide, so you have made many jokes.
Even people on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane had heard about the deeds of Drunkard Liu, so Liu Xianyang never went to school and never attended a private school for a day. He started working in the fields at a very young age and frequently worked in the fields as a teenager.
Most of the fights he had fought were because his peers or young men were making fun of his grandfather. Later, he met Chen Pingan from Mud Bottle Alley, and then met the followers around Chen Pingan. Once again, Gu Can was teased by Liu Xianyang and became anxious.
After that, he started to criticize the great achievements of the old drunkard Liu... That was the first time that Chen Ping'an got angry at the little slug. Gu Can felt aggrieved afterwards, squatting on the field ridge and crying, and waited until a hand was placed on him
On his head, the little slug, tired from crying, sobbed and asked, Liu Xianyang said something so unpleasant, I can't say anything? Chen Ping'an just said one sentence at that time, think about it carefully, Liu Xianyang once said your mother.
?
The child fell silent and just sniffled. The boy with straw sandals next to him stretched out his hand to wipe away the child's tears and nose.
Finally, the skinny boy went home with his child on his back and walked on the field. In the sunset, the tall boy did not go far. He grinned and raised a piece of dogtail grass in his hand and shook it. There was a stream of freshly caught water on it.
fish.
Regarding this kind of thing, Liu Xianyang seems to be a forgetful person by nature. He never holds grudges, but he doesn't care.
But Gu Can, who has a good memory since he was a child and never admits his mistakes and doesn't like to say I'm sorry, will definitely still remember it.
At the wine table, Liu Xianyang began to brag again, "With our qualifications, of course I will be ranked first, Gu Can second, and Chen Ping'an you will be at the bottom. Let us not say another thousand years, as long as we are given three more
Five hundred years of cultivating the Taoism, how can that be said?! Not to mention us in the world, all the other Qi practitioners in the world, when they hear and see the three of us, and of course mainly because of my name, Liu Xianyang, they all have to weigh it carefully.
Do you dare to provoke one of us? When it comes to this, the main concern is Gu Can."
When Chen Ping'an heard this, he said, "You can start scolding now, and I won't stop you."
Gu Can smiled and said, "It's rare to say a few honest words."
They each raised their wine bowls and bumped them gently twice.
Once upon a time, the last hidden official guarded the city alone, half human and half ghost. Whether he could return home alive was an open question.
Liu Xianyang returned home from studying under the Chen family in Nanbosu Island. He was incompetent in writing and swordsmanship, and his academic records were unknown. Because he was just over forty years old, not even the ten young people from Aquarius Continent were listed on the list.
Gu Can entered Baidi City, as if entering the deep sea, and there was no news.
"I Liu Xianyang's swordsmanship, Chen Pingan's boxing skills, Gu Can... you can learn whatever Taoist skills you have. After drinking today, let's continue to work hard and practice well. When the time comes, we won't be afraid to fight with anyone! Ask
It seems too monotonous to ask about fists, swords, or questions. In that case, if you want to ask, let’s ask together!”
This kind of "big talk" about what the future will be like and what it will be like in the past was something that Gu Can could not have imagined when he was too young, and Chen Ping'an was not used to saying it. Only Liu Xianyang wanted to say it, was willing to say it, and dared to say it.
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In the Northern Jin Dynasty, there was Qiuqi Lake on the border between Song and Lai. There was an island in the middle of the lake, and there was a Taoist temple on the island called Damu Temple.
There is a wooden couplet hanging at the entrance of the Taoist temple, which is a very long dragon-men couplet. The handwriting was copied by the temple owner from a not-so-old copybook. The woodcarving is extremely skillful, and it was done by the carver.
, belongs to the second scene of distortion. If the original copybook can be seen, it must have an even more ancient atmosphere.
Sitting in a well and looking at the small sky, the sun and moon are extremely bright. The light of the sword is vertical and horizontal, and there is no one in sight. I have finished the king's business. Watching the Big Dipper at night, there are three immortals in the world. The red leaves are pecked, and the giant trees in the view are meditating and towering to the sky. Who is walking with me on the road?
The autumn water is high-spirited, and the white bones are cluttered with wormwood. I drink horses to cross the river, make changes on the road, Cao Guan gives me spiritual books, and read the Nanhua chapter together. Only I have attained immortality. The world of mortals rolls away, and the green snake in the box asks the truth and the mystery. I am the land.
immortal!
Visitors to the island, if they stand at the entrance of the Taoist temple and have no ability to interpret ancient texts, will probably not be able to recognize all the characters when they see this Dragon Gate pair.
The master of Damu Temple, Gong Hua, whose Taoist name is "Qing Ci", is also the king of the lake. Gong Hua is a beautiful female crown, about thirty years old, carrying an ancient sword with a scabbard wrapped in gold.
, the famous sword "Hengqiu" is hidden in the scabbard.
It is said that she was a martial arts master in her previous life. After her death, she retained her aura and became a heroic spirit. She took back her old sword and traveled across the world with it. Finally, she stopped at this huge lake, built a large wooden temple, and named it the lake.
Jun. However, when a heroic spirit ghost becomes a god, the day when he becomes a god is the "day of enlightenment" on the mountain top of the dojo. It is like a spiritual practitioner who ascends to the immortal realm, able to reshape his bones, appearance and posture, just like a "reformation"
”.
The guests who landed on the island were divided into different grades by her, the landowner. Just like at this moment, there were only seven people in total who could be invited to drink tea in Luohua Courtyard, including the guest himself.
The six outsiders are Gao Jun, the leader of the Hushan Sect, and one of the five mountain kings in the world. They each have pseudonyms or Taoist names.
Gao Jun wears a Taoist crown imitating a silver lotus crown, an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, and a pair of Qingyun shoes with misty talismans and dense patterns on his feet.
She was the last discussant to cross the threshold. Just now, Mr. Gao was outside the house, pinching the secret sword skills of his family, and then called the Taoist priest, "I have met Mr. Gonghu and all my fellow Taoists."
Seeing this immortal king who is unique in this world, several people in the room could not help but think of Yu Zhenyi, who was able to return to youth and wield a sword.
He first became the Nascent Soul Realm, and then cultivated a Golden Core Realm for the Hushan Sect.
For the leader of Yu Zhenyi's faction to be able to do this, his merits are considered to be immeasurable.
Gao Jun is no stranger to these five tiger gods who are entrusted with destiny because they have met each other many years ago.
The King of Autumn Qi Lake and the Palace Flower of the Water Goddess are also wearing Taoist robes, but they are covered with a legendary Tushita robe, which is as light as a feather. It is said that the real weight is only half a baht. A little spiritual energy leaks out, and the room is filled with precious light flowing and shining.
It produces radiance, so there is no need for lamps, candles or orbs to illuminate it.
A middle-aged man with a tiger-like appearance in the room, with an elegant demeanor, took the lead and said with a smile: "Master Gao, we meet again after many years."
He habitually held a piece of jasper tablet, which was engraved with a picture of an immortal riding a chariot to offer longevity. The earliest inscription was "come again in sixties". Later, the man who was promoted to the tiger had a few more words engraved on it.
He is now the Lord of Zhongyue. The mountain has a great name and is called Jiangshan. There is a big river crossing the mountain outside.
The pseudonym is Zheng Fengzhou.
Previously on the top of Zhongyue, which looked like an island in a sea of lonely clouds, Gao Jun, who was finally brought here by Yu Feng, discovered an immortal monument and found the first fellow mountaineer in the world.
It's just that the leader of the Hushan Sect at that time did not really understand the difference between "god" and "immortal".
The two parties met and chatted as much as possible. Of course, Gao Jun and he were very wary at the time and did not dare to talk too much about their own cultivation practices.
An old man wearing a high crown and holding a whisk in his hand narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "It can be seen that I haven't seen you for a few years. I'm glad that Gao Xianjun's Taoist power has increased again."
If these human Qi practitioners who can only steal heaven's secrets and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth crazily can occupy the treasured land of Feng Shui and practice to a higher level, they will get twice the result with half the effort.
Gao Jun is sitting on a futon that belongs to his own place. The "seat" is located next to Qiu Qihu Jun, who is the host. He is obviously higher than the Great Wuyue Mountain Jun.
This is Qiu Qi Lake's silent tribute to this legendary land god.
Those with high moral standards have high virtues and high status.
The one who congratulated Gao Jun was the current King of Beiyue Mountain. No one in the world knew his name, only that he called himself "Master Jade Certificate".
Gao Jun was once in the hot summer season at the foot of the mountain, but the snow-capped Beiyue territory was on the mountain. He met this mountain feather guest who was riding a white deer backwards and holding a whisk in his hand. At that time, he claimed to be the local mountain god, even though he knew that Gao Jun was
A mountain qi practitioner who had "achieved Taoism" still spoke loudly, and still regarded her as a native of the lower country. Bailu Yuke seemed to regard himself as a god from the upper world.
A young man in a white robe, a young scholar, had obsessed eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Miss Gao, people outside the mountains say that three days apart are like three autumns apart. It has been so many years, and I miss you so much."
After some research, it turned out that this contemporary head of the Hushan Sect has not yet been married. Since she is so destined, no one can compete with her as her future Taoist partner.
It turned out that in the realm of Xiyue, where the peaks are towering and awe-inspiring, Gao Jun met a young scribe who was full of Taoism. He looked like a god or a fairy. He called himself Song Huai Bao. His predecessor was an unknown scholar in Nanyuan Kingdom. This gentleman was in
In the red and yellow clouds in his mountain, a magnificent fairy palace was built. The ashram was called Fanxunjing. There were a group of "Tian Cao" assistant officials and subordinates, palace maids and immortal officials who were among the immortal classes, and countless concierges and maids.
They are not living people, but are formed by mountain ghosts, water fairies, or mountain spirits.
Obviously, Huashan is the first mountain in the world that intends to recruit troops. Song Huaihuai had already wiped out all the "non-humans" in his own mountainous area.
If we only talk about the number of members of the mountain forces, it seems that the Xiyue Mountain Lord's Mansion actually comes out on top. It has already left all the mountains and rivers colleagues far behind.
Nanyue Tiger is a dull-looking "child" named Huaifu.
The most bizarre attire is that he has a hairpin on his head, hemp clothes, straw sandals on his feet, and his waist is covered with basil and arrows.
Gao Jun went out to travel for a while, and now he has improved a lot in his Taoism. Only then can he see that this Nanyue Mountain King has a foothold in Taoism. He is a man with a mellow and upright mountain and magical background.
In fact, deep down in Gao Jun's heart, the guest in the house whom Gao Jun respected the most was the one who deliberately distanced himself from the other tigers. It was the Dongyue Mountain God who always closed his eyes and remained silent.
He is also the only Dayueshan Lord who was born as a ghost.
Back then, at the foot of Juyue Mountain on the coast of the East China Sea, Gaojun, who had not yet climbed the mountain, witnessed with his own eyes a troublesome poisonous dragon in a deep pool, dragging a huge body of a hundred feet long, winding up the mountain, but was stopped by a man.
The spirit sitting on the mountain appeared in a towering Dharma form, holding a Dharma seal with a bird seal inscription, and knocked it back to Longtan. With the Heavenly Constitution in its mouth, it issued a decree, punishing it to live in the deep pool for three hundred years before it could see the light of day again.
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As for outside these majestic mountains, between the temporarily nameless mountains and lakes and rivers, Gao Jun saw one after another strange and mysterious things, treasures of heaven and earth, ancient trees and immortal flowers, gradually sprouting, filled with Taoist energy, gathering and dispersing.
Uncertain, opportunities arise, the fortunes of the mountains and rivers begin to flow, dragon energy lingers in the capital of the human dynasty, and those geomantic treasures gradually take shape, suitable for Qi practitioners to open gold and jade dojos, immortal mansions and caves.
The whole new world seems full of vitality.
They are all due to Patriarch Yu's words of "waiting for a vision of nectar falling from heaven". After the Lotus Root Blessed Land became a superior blessed land, many things came into being, and various avenues of yin and yang were nurtured and manifested.
Tonight in this Luohua Courtyard, Shuijun Gonghua is the host, and there are five distinguished guests from the Mountain Lord: Zheng Fengzhou from Zhongyue, Zhao Juran from Dongyue, Master Jade Order from Beiyue, Huaihuai from Xiyue, Huaifu from Nanyue.
Gao Jun took a cup of hot tea from the woman beside him, Hu Jun, thanked him, held the cup with both hands, and said straight to the point: "I have already been to Tianwai, and I just came back not long ago."
As soon as Gao Jun opened his mouth, Song Huaihuai immediately smiled and echoed: "How do you feel? Is it really like what the book says, if you sit in a well and look at the sky and say that the sky is small, then it is not the sky that is small."
He had long been dissatisfied with the couplets at the entrance of Damuguan. It was so mysterious and shameless that when he saw it was the handwriting of the noble young master, he was disgusted.
At that time, Song Huaihuai was standing at the door and couldn't help rolling his eyes, almost turning around and leaving.
If he hadn't been thinking about the girl Gao he fell in love with at first sight, he wouldn't be happy to enter the Taoist temple.
Gao Jun said calmly: "There is a world out there. There are many Qi practitioners like me over there who are only said to be in the Golden Core realm and have just entered the threshold of the Earth Immortal."
"Young man" Huaifu looked gloomy and said in a deep voice: "According to the secret records of Jingzhanglou, it seems that there used to be so-called 'exiled immortals' from over there who would come to our place and do whatever they wanted.
Either they are causing chaos in the country and causing chaos in the world, or they just like to kill innocent people indiscriminately in the rivers and lakes. Just to mention that the most recent time, the identity of the banished immortal was confirmed by a group of people including Zhou Fei from Spring Chao Palace and Lu Fang from Bird's Eye View Peak.
Some died in the capital city of Nanyuan, while some survived and climbed to the top of the city and left. I believe that Master Gao’s secret archives of the Hushan Sect and these secrets about the supernatural classes in the upper world will only record more."
As soon as these words came out, the host and guest were speechless for a while, and everyone in the room seemed to have forgotten.
Zheng Fengzhou finally broke the silence, "I would like to ask Master Gao, over there in Tianwai, the highest level of Qi practitioners, what kind of Taoist method is it? Do we have any reference here?"
Gao Jun smiled bitterly and said: "Tao Xing is so high that it is impossible to estimate it."
At Piyun Mountain in the North Mountain of Aquarius Continent, Lord Gao once had a presumptuous request with Lord Wei Shan, whether he could have a battle of wits with a Nascent Soul realm who was at the same level as his master back then.
But Wei Bo just smiled and shook his head at that time, and declined Gao Jun politely. He only said that he could read a few more Taoist books in the house, and there was no need to fight or kill him.
Since Gao Jun has not personally experienced the Nascent Soul Realm, which is still within the category of Earthly Immortal, and has not personally experienced the other party's cultivation level and killing power, how can he talk about the upper five realms above Nascent Soul?!
At the same time, Wei Bo also hinted to Mr. Gao that if you say too much, you will be wrong. Regarding the situation of Piyun Mountain and Luolu Mountain, after Gao Gao returns, he should try to choose what he can say and try not to say what he cannot say.
The master of the jade certificate shook his fly whisk, changed his hands, and snorted heavily, "Then I'm curious, what kind of thing is this place?"
Gao Jun said: "It is one of the seventy-two blessed places in the world outside. It used to be called Lotus Root, but now it has been renamed Lotus Root."
The old man clenched the white jade whisk tightly and crushed the porcelain cup in his hand with one hand. He glared and said sternly: "What?! Our place is just one of the seventy-two blessed places?!"
Gao Jun casually waved the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and all the broken porcelain fragments that flew out as fast as arrows were gathered in the air again, restored into a porcelain cup, and fell gently to the ground.
She continued: "Beyond the Blessed Land, there are several worlds in the outside world. There are still ten major cave heavens and thirty-six small cave heavens. However, there are some differences between the cave heavens and the blessed land. The former are mostly the exclusive dojo of a great monk from the outside world."
The female Lady Hu Jun took a sip of tea, raised her head and asked softly: "Master Gao, since there is someone to belong to in the cave heaven, it must be the same situation in the blessed land?"
Gao Jun nodded, "It belongs to an immortal mansion called Luopo Mountain. Luopo Mountain is located in Aquarius Continent, one of the nine continents in Haoran World. There are several other worlds with the same status as Haoran World. The latest brand-new world is called
In the colorful world, it is said that if a Qi practitioner wants to successfully travel across the world, he must be in the Ascension realm."
She hesitated for a moment, but still did not add the two-word suffix, starting. It must be starting from the Ascension Realm!
This means that above the Ascension Realm, there are still Qi Practitioners at a higher level.
Master Jade Order couldn't help but cursed, "Damn it, what the hell is the Ascension Realm?! Is it like a certain girl back then who charged forward with a sword and could almost break the sky?"
The woman Hu Jungong had a frosty face and made no secret of her displeasure. She reminded her in a cold voice: "Her name is Sui Youyou!"
In the past, the female warriors in the martial arts world, and now the female landscape gods from all walks of life, they are all willing to pay respect to Sui Youyou from the bottom of their hearts.
The Master of the Jade Certificate twitched his lips. If Sui Youyou had succeeded in the past, or if she had reappeared like the Hujun palace flower in front of her, then I would respect her...
Gao Jun hesitated for a moment and said: "Sui Zuo is now the genealogy monk of Luo Po Mountain. She turned from a martial artist to a Taoist monk and devoted herself to practicing the swordsmanship of the Immortal Family. Sui Zuo is one of the ten young people on Baopingzhou Mountain. I guess her
The realm is the Nascent Soul realm above the golden elixir."
When the Master Jade Order heard about this, he was choked up for a moment.
Song Huaihuai shook his head and smiled: "It's sad and pitiful. Although I don't know how she came back from the dead, I never thought that the female grandmaster who was once the best in the world would become Sui Youyou."
Whose vassal, living under someone else's roof? Is this what we used to call in folklore novels from various countries... to be in the immortal class? She just changed places and received a salary from the heavenly family? "
Song Huaihuai said to himself, "Sure enough, I am right. Being able to resurrect from the dead and become a god with a little bit of true spirit is like waking up from a big dream. In the end, I realize that the more deserted and indifferent the place is, the more interesting it becomes."
In fact, when he "woke up" this time, he really wanted to see Sui Youyou. At this moment, he had a list in his sleeve. There were dozens of names written on it, all of which were the beauties of the past dynasties who had brought disaster to the country.
Beauty, peerless beauty. And Sui Youyou, who is excellent in swordsmanship, is among the top three. So this time when Song Huaihuai attended the Qiuqi Lake meeting, he came more to meet "them" including Gaojun and the herehujun.
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Song Huaihuai sighed: "It's a pity that Sui Sui is right."
The pronunciation of the word "LE" means "end".
I only regret that God does not show beauty, and three thousand beautiful things are buried in the grass.
Fortunately, God is benevolent again, and beauties from all dynasties gather together today.
It's just a pity that Sui Youyou is no longer among the beauties in his heart.
How could this beautiful lady like you, who was a maid of Sui Dynasty, take refuge in Luolu Mountain? She was not only a Taoist couple, but also a concubine and a face-to-face.
When he thought of this, he put his hand over his heart and sighed.
Huaifu asked: "How strong is this Luopo Mountain? In Aquarius Continent and Haoran Tianxia, which level of immortal mansion does it belong to?"
Gao Jun shook his head and said: "The foundation of Luo Po Mountain is so deep that it is bottomless. Although I have been a guest in Luo Po Mountain for many days, I have never been able to get a full picture. I can only talk about one... the boy in green who doesn't particularly care about spiritual practice, seems to be a
He is a Taoist water dragon in the Nascent Soul Realm. However, this immortal master with good looks and good looks, in the Jilingfeng Ancestral Hall in Luopo Mountain, is said to not have a seat near the front, and his status is neither high nor low. Generally speaking,
Bar."
That kid in green clothes really knows how to find someone to drink with every day.
It would be very difficult for Gao Jun to reason with this.
I remember that the other party usually likes to hold down his sleeves when walking. If this happened to his Hushan sect, he would not be able to walk properly, so how could he talk about practicing Taoism? As a Qi practitioner, if he did not cherish time like this, he would have been trained long ago and would have been kicked out by his master.
The elders scolded and nodded.
However, the boy in green clothes still spoke very politely every time he saw Gao Jun. Although he did not stop, he would raise his hands and salute, smile brightly, and would not hesitate to say some beautiful words. He would always say a few beautiful words in an old-fashioned way.
The reason why she knew Chen Lingjun's true state was due to a chat at the old cook's dinner table, which she overheard.
The boy in Tsing Yi slapped the table, "Old cook, don't be so disrespectful, show some respect to Uncle Chen, don't treat Yuanying as a dish!"
Without waiting for the old cook to say anything, Chen Lingjun was stunned when the little girl named Nuan Shu glared at him, without any momentum at all.
As for the level and depth of the other Qi practitioners on Luo Lo Mountain, where can I ask Mr. Gao?
Gao Jun knew very well that every landscape newspaper that the Tiger Mansion of Piyun Mountain showed her must have been carefully screened by the Tiger Wei Bo.
The master of the jade certificate asked with a gloomy face: "It seems that no one has been asking about the official matter, and the headmaster Gao seems to have forgotten to mention it, so I have to ask the headmaster Gao. Dare I ask how much time there is in that Luolu Mountain?"
Qi practitioners cultivating Taoism in the mountains? What’s the scene like in Aquarius Continent?”
Gao Jun looked complicated and said: "There are not many qi practitioners in Luopo Mountain, less than half a hundred. As for Aquarius Continent, it was known as the continent of hundreds of countries in the past, but it is the smallest of the nine continents in Haoran."
The Master of the Jade Certificate almost couldn't help but curse. It's just the smallest continent, but it can have a scene of hundreds of countries? How about a vast world with nine continents?!
This side of my hometown is the land of the Four Kingdoms.
Gao Jun explained: "There is a saying in the mountains outside. Among the five middle realms, there is a hundred-year-old young swordsman in Jiazi Laodongfu."
"It means that in the vast world, there are three religions and nine schools of thought, and there are many Taoist traditions passed down from ancient times. A sixty-year-old Dongfu realm Qi practitioner has average qualifications, but only sword cultivators are the most special.
, because sword cultivators are different from all other Qi practitioners. Even if they reach the fifth level at the age of one hundred, they can still be regarded as spiritual geniuses. Sui Youyou is this kind of pure sword cultivator now."
"Over there, sword cultivators are known as those who can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword, and they are most feared by Qi practitioners. Unfortunately, as far as I know, it seems that we have not been able to give birth to the first local sword cultivator here."
Hearing this, Zhao Fengzhou smiled and asked, "Since it's called Luopo Mountain, there must be a mountain owner?"
Gao Jun looked complicated and nodded: "The mountain owner's name is Chen Pingan."
Huaifu asked doubtfully: "But that young swordsman who appeared in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom?"
Gao Jun nodded, "That's him."
Some of the people in the room looked amused, some were doubtful, and some looked relieved.
What I find interesting is that the master behind his world is actually the young boy from back then, and the two parties will meet soon. Especially the Huashan territory embraced by Song Dynasty has many borders with Nanyuan Kingdom. It is unbelievable.
, it was just a few years ago, when the sword-backing boy who had fought against Zhong Qiu, Yu Zhenyi, and Ding Ying, no matter how old he was, at least in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, he never showed one-sidedness.
With a crushing attitude, it can even be said that in the final battle between the young man and the devil Ding Ying at the top of the city, the outcome of both sides was only a thin line.
Then it is easier to understand why he finally showed a somewhat relaxed look. According to the current calculation method on the mountain, Qi practitioners are judged by their Taoist age.
If Chen Ping'an is the kind of Qi practitioner who has returned to his original nature, the "Young Immortal" who appeared in Nanyuan Kingdom back then, and his real age is much more than a teenager, does that mean that his Taoist qualifications are not very good?
But if Chen Ping'an's Taoist age matches his appearance, it is just a coincidence from the outside world. In less than 30 years, he has become an unstoppable climber on the mountaineering road. Can this also explain something?
Qi Shi, it's not that he has poor talent, but he only lacks a few secret Taoist books from the upper world?
The Dongyue Mountain Lord, who had never spoken, asked calmly: "Can I understand the matter of asking Master Gao for advice? The person who nominally summoned us for discussion is the Hushan Sect Lord Gao, but the one who leads this matter behind the scenes is Luo Lu.
Is Shanchen safe?"
Gao Jun was very candid and nodded: "You can say that."
Zhao Juran looked as usual, nodded, and then asked: "Since it is a discussion, there are issues. Does Mr. Gao know the general content in advance, but it is not appropriate to state it clearly in the letter?"
Gao Jun said: "That's true. To be precise, I don't know, but I guessed the content. Luopo Mountain hopes to establish certain rules for our world."
Zhao Juran looked at the only golden elixir practitioner in his family and asked: "The last question is, is Master Gao forced by the situation to prefer Luopo Mountain, or is he still partial to his hometown?"
Gao Jun was in high spirits, clasped his hands in his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Just talking about this matter, Gao Jun begs Tiger Tiger to just rest assured!"
Zhao Juran smiled, nodded and said, "I just feel relieved about this matter."
In fact, this Dongyue Mountain Lord, who was born as a heroic spirit, is the least optimistic about the outcome of this discussion among everyone here. He is afraid that all the efforts and talks tonight will be in vain.
He had fought in battles, walked through the battlefield, and had a lifelong military career. Although he had tried his best to stay away from the disputes in the court during his lifetime, Zhao Juran was actually no stranger to those pitfalls, and his own skills were not bad.
He was feared by the emperor, and he was a good match between the emperor and his ministers. It was said that he was a good man. He had outstanding military exploits during his lifetime and was full of sorrow and glory after his death. He was regarded as a perfect man through the ages by the ruling and opposition parties of his time and in the history books of later generations.
Later, Zhong Qiu, the national master of Nanyuan Kingdom, always regarded Zhao Juran as the best example of civil servants and military generals.
At this moment, Song Huaihuai suddenly restrained his lazy demeanor. His eyes were no longer wandering around the two women. Instead, his face was filled with a solemn look. He put his palms on his knees and said in his heart: "If you don't mourn the country secretly, nothing will happen."
The secret is lost. Master Gao, fellow Shanshui colleagues, if this is the case, then we can really talk about business behind closed doors."
Gao Jun was slightly surprised, but she still nodded and said from her heart: "I hope that everyone can keep the content of what will be said next secret and not leak a word. In addition, I will also set up a formation to prevent ears from being heard through the wall.
, for the sake of caution, please ask Mr. Gonghu again to use your natal magical power to create a mist of water to quietly confuse the water transport and spiritual energy around the island."
Gonghua nodded and said: "It's not difficult. The waters of Qiu Qi Lake around the island are already very foggy at night."
Gao Jun took out a simple and elegant yellow wooden box from his sleeve, and gently opened a piece of wood in the small box with his fingers. Lumps of light of different colors rose up in the air one after another, and disappeared one after another, and merged into the night as soon as he left the room.
, slowly rotating around the Luohua Courtyard inside a Taoist temple.
"First of all, I have to be fair to Luo Luo Shan. Chen Ping'an, the owner of Luo Lo Shan, is not a person with high skills and weak morals. He does have his transcendent personal charm."
She had to admit that in Gao Jun's eyes, the swordsman in blue shirt who reunited with her and no longer looked like the boy he once was, indeed had a very unique personal style.
"If placed in the arena that we are relatively familiar with, he can be called a well-deserved grand master. He has both martial arts and morals, and has the demeanor of a master and the style of a swordsman."
"He had previously come uninvited and secretly entered our Hushan Sect, and personally invited me to Luopo Mountain as a guest. I followed Chen Ping'an there, and I had seen his words and deeds on the top of his mountain, the style of the mountain, and the atmosphere of the dojo.
, are very consistent with the image of a fairy mansion that I had in mind in my early years."
The reason why it is "early years" is because after traveling around the world, Gao Jun saw too many strange and mysterious things, and felt that the so-called immortal mansion must be far away from the misty fairy spirit of the human world.
The true master of mountains and rivers can use the sun and moon as a dojo, the mountains and rivers in the courtyard, the five mountains as the Feng Shui stones in the house, and the Qi practitioners who have achieved immortality in the Tao. Under a bridge of immortality, thousands of water veins, including rivers and lakes, flow.
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Song Huaihuai said with helplessness on his face: "Miss Gao, my tall boss, we have just started talking about serious things, and you are beginning to let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige?"
Zhao Fengzhou smiled and said: "Even if it is a battle between gentlemen, it does not prevent both parties from showing their strengths and competing, even to the point of life and death."
Master Jade, who was the most powerful before, must have roughly calculated the strength of both sides. Holding the porcelain cup that Gao Jun used to piece together with mysterious magic, the old man was somewhat suspected of showing weakness at this moment, "If he really
If we can sit down and have a good talk, the two sides don't have to completely break up and end up fighting to the death."
The female Hu Jun twitched her lips.
After all, the old guy is getting old and is very useless. What about his previous toughness, now he is soft?
Gao Jun said: "We have a Fox Country here, which was moved from Luopo Mountain in the early years. According to the outside world, it is temporarily closed. The genealogical monks are not allowed to go out easily. The name of the owner of the Fox Country is Peixiang. She is
One of the genealogical monks of Luo Po Mountain. He is a profound Taoist and a Nascent Soul Realm immortal. Although he is not good at fighting, the Taoist monks of the Fox Clan often have special magical powers and can confuse people's hearts. In addition, except for Sui Youyou, there is already a
A land swordsman, Nanyuan Guozhongqiu, he also became a member of Luopo Mountain's genealogy, in addition to the historical demon sect leader, Lu Baixiang. However, during my stay in Luopo Mountain, I was not able to see these two with my own eyes.
A martial arts master."
Gao Jun was very familiar with Peixiang. Almost every time she went to the courtyard of the old chef named Zhu, she could see this extremely charming Lord of the Fox Kingdom, with beautiful eyes full of hope, as if he was filled with the "just
Zhu Yangai’s rickety old man”.
Regarding the fact that Zhu Lian was also in Luopo Mountain, Gao Jun hesitated, but in the end she did not intend to bring it up on the table.
There are mainly two worries. One is that Shuijun in front of me is bent on revenge, and his eyes turn red when he hears the name Zhu Lian, with no regard for the overall situation. The other is that he is worried about Master Jade Order.
If there is a madman like Zhu Lian who likes to kill red-eyed people and will kill nine people at a time, and this person now holds great power in Luopo Mountain, then one can imagine Luopo Mountain's behavior. What they will do next tonight
It would be difficult not to spread the content of the discussion. Maybe as soon as he left Qiu Qi Lake, the tiger would start to act as a back-up and contact Fox Country Peixiang?
Song Huaihua smiled and said: "People's hearts are separated from the belly, and the words are unfounded. I can't even believe myself, let alone all of you here. So in addition to Gao Jun, Hu Jun, Gong Hua, and the five of us who are mountain gods, we all need to communicate with the Five Mountains
Or four mountains and one lake, I have made an oath, and whoever dares to violate the oath, I can wait for someone to help verify the authenticity and strength of the 'suffering from God'."
Zhao Juran glanced at the Xiyue Mountain King and seemed to take a special look at Song Huaihuai. He nodded first and said: "This is feasible."
The jade hook on the horizon is slanted, and the night is thin and long.
Although the woman Hu Jun had been listening to the important matters discussed by Gao Jun and the others, she was a little distracted after all. She raised her head slightly and looked at the empty courtyard outside the house.
The sky has been empty for a hundred years, but the poor silk and bamboo are there, and the palaces and merchants' horns and feathers are all the sounds of the past.
Where is Zhu Lang?
This makes people worried.
Since you are dead, why can't you live again? Die again!
After sending Liu Xianyang and Gu Can to Daliang City in Nanyuan Kingdom, the old cook from Luopo Mountain said goodbye to them and drove the talisman boat to the former site of a Jianghu villa.
It was easy to find them based on his memory. The rickety old man put away the talisman boat, put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of a dilapidated house in the deep mountains and forests. It occupied a small area, and the owner had spent some exquisite thought on the ingenuities, one by one.
They were all buried by loess and grass. Zhu Lian looked back at the way he came, retracted his gaze, and sighed. Along the way, there were overgrown weeds, broken walls and ruins as far as the eye could see. There were some random things at Zhu Lian's feet.
The old cook squatted down and lit a bonfire with the dry firewood he had collected on the road.
A hundred years later, the mountains and rivers are still intact, but things and people have changed. The hometown of the past has become the hometown of the motherland.
The last time Zhu Lian was here in his hometown, he walked around the world with his true appearance, wearing a green shirt and holding a sword, was actually a hundred years ago.
During the battle in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, Zhu Lian, who was seriously injured, was still able to walk calmly on the battlefield. However, he felt that it was not interesting at the end. He happened to see the young warrior who was hiding and covered with sweat. He was not very old.
He is big, has a high level of martial arts achievements, and is bold and careful. He can probably be regarded as the kind of tycoon who dares to think and do things, but has not yet formed a reputation. Anyway, he is the kind of young man who will always succeed until he dies.
The old man and the young man, the most famous senior figure in the world, and the young man who took risks and risked his life, looked at each other.
Not to mention that Zhu Lian could still move without any hindrance, as long as this martial madman was still standing, the thousands of elite armored soldiers of the Nanyuan Kingdom would still not dare to take the initiative to approach here.
At that time, Madman Wu was actually old, but his face did not look old, and there was absolutely no trace of decay or old age.
When people see this, they feel ashamed.
The old man wearing a white lotus crown looked at the tall young man who had been hiding for a long time with a smile, and asked, what are you afraid of?
The old man walked leisurely along the way. There was still thick snow on this road in the capital. His feet stepped in it and moved lightly, making a crunching sound.
The young man replied that he was afraid of death.
The old man asked again if he was afraid of death, why should he seek death?
The young man replied that he was afraid of death, but I was even more afraid of living in vain and dying with no name.
So the old man nodded and said with a smile, young people have great ambitions, very good, then I will give you a chance to become famous. If you guess what I want to say next, the words may be different,
If your idea is right, then you can take away my, Zhu Lian, this pretty good head on my neck. If you can’t guess, I don’t mind unscrewing the head of an unknown person. Killing anyone is not killing, let alone
A nobody who is looking for death. I'll give you a stick of incense and don't wait until it's too late.
The young man's face was pale and he was sweating profusely. He wanted to escape but did not dare to. He stood motionless on the spot.
Zhu Lian shook his head, smiled and asked playfully, "You have read books, but not much?"
The young man nodded.
Zhu Lian asked doubtfully, since he wanted to kill me so much and had tried so hard to hide his aura and hid here early, why didn't he even understand my poems in the anthology? He didn't even understand "Know Yourself, Know Your Enemy"?
The young man replied honestly, "Juniors are not interested in those things. They just want to learn martial arts from you, but they don't dare to come to you because they say Zhu Lian has a weird personality and never accepts apprentices. No one dares to come to you to become his disciple."
If you end up well, you only have one life, so of course I don't dare to bet on it.
Zhu Lianxiao asked, "Are you from the Demon Sect? When I punched Qingxian in the heart, I noticed something was wrong with your breathing. She seems to be the second-in-command of your Demon Sect and your master.
Or Master?
The young man nodded and said that Qingxiantian Ling'e was his master. Her apprentice, my master, was a selfish and timid waste. He couldn't and didn't dare to teach others. He was afraid that I would turn around after learning my true skills.
Just kill him. Of course, Master is right. As long as I survive today, he will be the first person I want to kill.
The old man suddenly realized and murmured to himself, Tian Ling'e, it turns out her name is this. He only remembers her nickname and can't always remember her name.
The snow is falling heavier and heavier, and layers of goose-feather snow are spread on the road, making the sky and the earth white.
The young man's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't guess that sentence."
Damn Zhu Lian, crazy Wu, what do you want me to guess?!
Zhu Lian smiled and said, the time has come.
The young man still stood where he was.
Zhu Lian asked why he didn't run away? He wanted to be rich and powerful in danger, but he didn't even ask for a chance of survival?
The young man said in a deep voice: "Just run away. If you kill people, can I run away?"
At this point, the young man who was determined to die wanted to leave his last words and tell this madman who was killing people what his name was.
The old man who had never thought of putting his hands behind his back, whether it was because he was too seriously injured or because he was in a depressed mood, seemed a little stooped at this moment. The old man just raised his chin, and in the direction he pointed, there was a handful of Zhu Lian's fingers.
The so-called magical weapon that twists off the tip of the knife is a good knife. It is very famous in the world for cutting snow.
But the broken knife and the dead man were probably buried by the heavy snow.
The old man smiled and said, young man, don't be stunned. Your master's knife is okay and usable. Go pick it up. As long as you don't run away, you can gamble your life one last time. Either I will kill you or you can help her.
Take revenge and make a name for yourself.
The young man, whose head and shoulders were covered with a layer of snow, said that he had not guessed the answer correctly.
The implication is that you Zhu Lian will definitely kill people, but you are just looking for fun, but I don't want to die like a joke. If you want to kill, just kill, don't make fun of me.
Zhu Lian was Zhu Lian. Even though he was severely injured, standing on the empty street, there was no snow on his body or around his feet just because of his aura.
The old man looked up at the snowy sky and smiled. There is no need to say the answer. You have already given the correct answer. I wish you good luck.
The young man asked, Zhu Lian! Why don't you ask me my name?!
The old man smiled and asked, "You bastard, are you worthy?"
The young warrior who was extremely angry, sprinted forward, his body was strong, stepped on the snow with his toes, and was shaken in all directions. The young man touched the water several times, and quickly found the place where the body and the knife were buried in the heavy snow, and used it as a place for the rivers and lakes.
The master of the sword, Master Qingxian, was still holding the sword even after she died. The young man stepped down hard and broke the master's arm. He then raised his toes and the broken sword and the arm bounced up together. The young man lifted the arm.
Pull it out, then crush all the five fingers of the old master, hold the knife with one hand, return to the original route, run all the way, rush towards the back of the young man with blurred vision, he will raise the knife and drop it!
And the madman Wu really kept his promise. From the beginning to the end, he just stood there with his hands behind his back, making it clear that he wanted to let the young man cut off his head with the snow cutter in his hand.
The old man looked at the heavy snowfall in the sky, with a joking look on his face, and said meaningfully: "There is no telling where the law of heaven will come. No one will kill some famous people."
That year in the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, among the ruins of the battlefield, there was a young warrior who raised a head high in his hand. The young man said with a ferocious face: "The one who kills Zhu Lian is the Demon Cult Ding Ying!"
Tonight, Zhu Lian sat by the bonfire, took out from his sleeves two buckets of cakes bought from another shop in Qilong Lane, stacked them together, and began to chew them slowly.
In the small town, the pastries at the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane, Huang Erniang's wine shop, and Mao Da Niang's steamed stuffed bun shop were all famous for their high quality and cheap prices.
The next few, anyway, the scammers are all foreigners, coming and going, either gods from the mountains, or well-off literati and nobles with big wallets. I guess the price is low, but they are not happy.
After the change of dynasties, most of the Songlai Kingdom and a small part of the Northern Jin Kingdom were actually Zhu Lian's hometown.
Hometown is like an answer sheet, and the further away from home, the more points will be deducted. Every longing is like a written answer sheet. As a candidate who is rushing to take the exam, as the examiner's hometown, he can only become more and more disappointed.
Zhu Lian sighed, but it was a pity that he didn't bring any wine with him when he went out.
At this moment, a colorful dress with fluttering sleeves fell from the sky as if from a bright moon. The embroidered shoes on the woman's feet did not fall to the ground, but stood in the air.
Thin but cool.
She said sternly: "Don't you know this is the forbidden area of the mountain temple?"
The old man shrank his neck, did not turn his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I passed by by chance, no way of knowing."
She was hanging in the air. This beautiful mountain goddess had a glowing moon halo behind her, and two extremely long colored silks and satins were swaying in the wind.
She warned in a cold voice: "Since this is your first offender, I can forget about it and leave this place quickly. I won't do the same thing again."
The old man gnawed on the prune and vegetable bucket cake, turned around and asked: "This Yunxia property has no owner for a long time, so why did it become your family's territory?"
Her eyes were cold and she said angrily: "Who are you, and how did you know that this place is called Yunxiabieye?!"
The old man lamented and said vaguely: "You can't always believe what a beautiful woman says. You promised to recognize someone who turned into ashes, but now you are right in front of you, but you don't know the person opposite?"
She suddenly became energetic, stepped on the ground with both feet, cautiously, and said in a trembling voice: "You are..."
Just saying two words, she burst into tears. It seemed that she had used up all her energy and was no longer able to support the words that followed. She took a deep breath and turned her head. After a while, she turned her head again and looked at the old man.
, she was lucky and changed her words. She tried to make her voice higher and her tone more calm, "Do you still remember who I am and what my name is?"
After Zhu Lian finished eating the bucket cake, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I never lie to anyone, especially when it comes to women. So I'm sorry, I really don't remember this girl's name."
Her expression was complicated, she seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, "It is indeed you, Zhu Lian, it is indeed you, Zhu Nanhua."
Yes, only he can say such rude words, and only if he says them out loud, they are like words of love, both hurting and hurting people's hearts.
In the past, there were many outstanding women who did not believe in evil. When they heard about this man's deeds, they just thought it was ridiculous. Are they all nymphos? How could they be as if they were possessed by evil just by seeing this man?
The result was that those who had ridiculed them later, with almost no exception, became like ghosts hanging from a hanging beam with black hair as a rope, and their lives were empty and miserable.
She looked at the ruins, which were intact. This mountain goddess who occupied the surrounding landscape had never thought of rebuilding this "Yunxia Villa" because she was reluctant to part with it.
Although it is dilapidated now, it is still what it is. If I rely on vague memories to rebuild it on the original site, I am afraid that it will no longer be what it is, and it will never be what it is, and I will only be filled with disgust.
I remember that there were once a few peach trees near the stream. Every year the flowers bloomed and fell, and a small pavilion was nestled among them. The stream under the pavilion rose and fell again in spring.
The old friend revisits this place and dare not think about the past in detail.
The old owner came here occasionally to relax and rest. The young man in white burned incense and ordered the woman to roll up a bamboo curtain. The room was full of joy, facing the peach blossoms outside the door.
She didn't give up and asked, "You really don't remember who I am?"
His face has changed, his eyes have changed, his demeanor has changed, everything has changed.
But for some reason, she decided that he was him, the heartless and heartless man back then.
Zhu Lian smiled and nodded, stretching out his hand to warm himself by the fire, "Why are you lying to me? What fool likes to be scolded and beaten? I really don't remember."
She was stunned.
Just like in the middle of the Qiu Qi Lake, a Taoist temple was built on the island in the middle of the lake.
The outside world does not know the purpose of Hujun Palace Flower, but this Mountain Goddess, together with many heroines of the past, women from wealthy families, and today's various lustful gods and ghosts in the mountains, are all very clear about it.
The center of the lake is the heart, and the top of the mountain is the brow.
There is still a Luohua Courtyard in the Taoist Temple in the mountains. It is the woman who is now nicknamed "Gong Hua". She is thinking in her heart that she is waiting for someone in this Luohua Courtyard and will meet you again in the season of falling flowers.
It’s really hateful, extremely hateful!
She put away her thoughts, almost broke her silver teeth, widened her long eyes, said a few good words, and said with a venomous face: "I want to be scolded and beaten? It's easy to think...go to hell!"
Since you, Zhu Lian, dare to come back to life and have the nerve to return to the world, everyone will kill you. Only by killing you can I be satisfied and can relieve the hatred in my heart!
A ribbon was as fast as an arrow, and first it went straight to the shoulder of the rickety old man. Seeing that he didn't even bother to avoid it, do you really think that she didn't dare to kill him? The Mountain Goddess, who became more and more ashamed and resentful for a while, changed the trajectory of the ribbon, and hit it hard on There was a bang on the old man's head, and the old man flew out on the spot and fell against a broken wall, causing dust to fly in the air.
The old man covered in dirt sat at the base of the wall, brushed off the dust with his hands, stood up slowly with a smile, shook his shoulders, and asked softly: "Are you cleared?"
She looked at the strange old man, wearing a pair of rustic cloth shoes.
She had mixed emotions, and for a moment she was so sad that she covered her face and cried.
The whimpering sounds seeped out from between her white fingers and drifted away in the wind, just like the snow-white paper money burned to ashes when crying at the grave.
Zhu Lang, how did you become like this?
In the past, your noble son was banished to the world of immortals.
Zhu Lian, whose courtesy name was Nanhua, his nickname was Changle, his nickname was Dianjianlang, and he was also identified as the old master of Jianghu.
Born in a hairpin for generations, he is good at both literature, Taoism and martial arts. He is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and appreciating gold and stone. The family owns a world-famous library, which is the tallest building in the capital. Just because of the whim of the eldest grandson, he was appointed as a The prime minister of the country and the old man who had the title of Taishi when he was still alive, really changed the name to Yiluo Bailuo, and the children wrote the list and hung the plaque high. Later, a study was opened on the top floor of the study building called "Qiu Mu". "In those days, I don't know how many wealthy women and rich women would look at the high-rise buildings from a distance whenever there was light.
He was once a young prodigy, gifted with talents and knowledge, and later he was a handsome young master, and then he was the pillar of the imperial court and the mainstay of a country. He led the army as a civil servant and saved the building from falling. Every time he returned home from the official office, or After returning from the battlefield on the frontier, there would often be maids carrying lanterns gradually ascending the library, until finally they were all dressed in white, standing alone on the railing.
He looked at the world, and they looked at him.
This man set up "Yuyu Garden" in the suburbs of Beijing. Flowers bloom all year round. All kinds of precious flowers are famous. It is said that there are hundreds of flower farmers in the garden alone. They search for famous stones from all over the world and find any inscriptions by ancient people. Stones were purchased at great expense, but the owner wasted them all and piled them all into a rockery. However, every year during the Double Ninth Festival, the giant garden is open to everyone, regardless of their status. Everyone only needs to bring a branch of dogwood. After entering the garden, we climbed up the rockery and drank wine. It is said that after the Double Ninth Festival, when the banquet disperses, countless sachets and embroidered shoes are left on the rockery.
He also personally built a "No More Sword Hall", also known as the "Land Coral Hall". This person likes to collect famous swords from all over the world and hide them here. The long swords that he once wore are now in the world and have evidence.
There are five rumors that can be checked.
It is a pity that Zhu Lian died in the battle of Nanyuan Kingdom's capital.
Zhu Nanhua disappeared in the romantic world, and the world was lonely for a hundred years.
The woman was no longer a mountain goddess. She was so wronged that she squatted on the ground and cried loudly.
At some point, Zhu Lian, who was wearing cloth shoes, squatted beside her, touched her head gently, and said with a smile: "Xie Tao, you still love to cry so much."