The first thousand and fifty-seven chapters several people focus on the blue shirt
The vast blue waves, water and sky are like a fairyland on earth.
There are more than a thousand islands in the lake, dotted with snail shells on the green plate.
Adjacent to Damuguan and the "ancestral mountain" in the middle of the lake where the Hujun Temple is located, there are two islands of different sizes not far away. They are not far from each other and face each other across the water.
The larger Jade Hosta Island is lined with palaces and palaces. Because Hujun Gonghua likes peace and quiet and does not want outsiders to climb the ancestral mountain, Jade Hosta Island was originally a place for hospitality in Qiu Qi Lake. Now all the monarchs of the four countries are here.
Staying and resting, there are also several landscape gods who have a good relationship with Qiu Qi Lake. They all intend to keep a distance from the courts of various countries. They neither deliberately alienate nor get close to each other, but both parties know that this relationship is only temporary.
, the imperial courts of various countries are openly or secretly carrying out an invisible carve-up of the world. Qi practitioners can fly in the clouds and mist, and their whereabouts are uncertain. The gods of mountains and rivers can stay behind closed doors, but the dojos that gather the aura of heaven and earth and the temples that enjoy the incense of the world are always the same.
It is established, besides, the incense in temples comes from the common people, and the common people who burn incense have their own place of origin after all. If the imperial government is determined to make a prostitute temple lose its incense, it only needs to set up barriers on a few main official roads.
Can.
The nearby Luodai Island was temporarily allocated by Damuguan to the supernatural ghosts and wild cultivators of Shanze who established their own schools, as well as a group of martial arts masters who had become famous in the past twenty years.
If you are unable to land on these two islands, you should know better and stop speaking so loudly, just because in the eyes of Qiu Qi Lake, you are not the best.
On Hosta Island, there was an extremely rare reunion of old friends. In the early years, there were no unresolved grievances between each other, so today's drink was very relaxed and comfortable.
The person who hosted this wine shop was none other than Tang Tieyi, the new emperor of the Northern Jin Dynasty who had usurped the throne and ascended the throne. The sword on his waist was called "Lianshi", which was a veritable treasure on the mountain.
Cheng Yuanshan, nicknamed the Arm Saint, did nothing because he was greedy for life and feared death. He did live to the end. He could have made a big mistake, but because he was too timid and fearful, he also missed the chance to climb the city.
In the end, he secretly sought refuge with Yu Zhenyi, who had practiced immortality through mountain climbing. Finally, he got what he wanted and was given a fortune from the immortal family.
In the past, the Queen Mother of Nanyuan Kingdom, Zhou Shuzhen, was the old owner of the admiration building. Since she turned to Qi refining and practiced more than ten kinds of techniques, instead of the immortal breathing method in the sky loft or dragon-slaying skills, Zhou Shuzhen resigned from the position of the owner of the building and began to concentrate on Taoism.
Already.
Unlike other Qi practitioners in the Immortal Mansion, she has a library with the largest number of secret books and the best quality in the world. It is rumored that there are many fairy books in it. She can be picky and picky, and those parts that were regarded as nonsense by Admiration Tower back then are useless.
She had personally sorted the books into categories in the past few years, and carefully placed them on the highest floor. She also set up a landscape restriction and learned the current talisman formation technique from an old book.
These martial arts masters who were famous all over the world in the past are all Dongfu realm qi practitioners on the surface.
It's just that even if they each have their own hidden secrets and may be at a higher level, they are still inferior to Wei Liang, the Supreme Emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom who is already the bottleneck of the Longmen realm.
This participation in the Qiushui Lake meeting was their first meeting after many years. They were able to temporarily put aside their identities and personal grudges. They never wanted to meet again. They all changed their identities, Qi practitioners, and they were all sighing for a while.
I feel that many seniors and elders who once lived together in the same world have long since passed away.
Of course, there is no definite realm division here. There are currently only two recognized thresholds on the mountain. The first threshold is that Qi practitioners can store spiritual energy in the small world of the human body.
As for the second threshold, it is naturally unique to the Hushan Sect's Gaojun. It is really unbelievable and wonderful to be able to make the so-called Yin Shen travel far away from the body as mentioned in the book of ghosts and monsters.
While drinking and admiring the scenery, what they talked about couldn't get around the devil Ding Ying, the young swordsman Chen Ping'an, Chun Chao Gong Zhou Fei, Bird's Eye Peak Lu Fang and others. A little further, of course, there was the one that no one had ever seen before.
I've been crazy about martial arts.
Cheng Yuanshan laughed loudly and said: "When I was learning spear skills when I was young, I always felt that Zhu Lian was just a layman. I heard from him that almost all the ancient Jianghu masters paid attention to the lower body, so they were ever-changing and inseparable from the "zhuan" character. Really good kung fu is often not good-looking.
, for example, when a gun walks a line, there is no fancy opening and closing at all. At that time, I sneered at these vulgar remarks and never thought about practicing. I found that as he said, it was just that, boring, too boring."
Fortunately, today is different from the past. The world has changed greatly. Martial arts is only a dead end with limited achievements. Without practicing immortality, how can ordinary people talk about immortality?
An old man with a knife on his knees smiled and said: "With a face like his, why should he be so skilled? Even Zhu Lian was rolling on the ground and covered in mud. I'm afraid the women saw him, and they all felt that
nice."
Tang Tieyi nodded in agreement: "I'm extremely envious."
Rumor has it that General Long Wu of the Northern Jin Dynasty once intended to marry the princess of Nanyuan Kingdom, but she didn't agree. In fact, Tang Tieyi's appearance was quite good, so she could only dislike his old age?
Wu Que, who now has white hair and beard, is a long-established master of swordsmanship. He is of the same generation as Tang Tieyi. Wu Que is slightly older, but younger than Yu Zhenyi and Zhong Qiu. Last time, Nanyuan Kingdom
Wu Que did not participate in that lively event because he had an old debt to settle in his hometown, which he still regrets.
With the emergence of strange phenomena in the world, gods and ghosts appeared out of thin air in the world. Wu Que once killed a haunting ghost with his own hands. The old man also used various methods to buy or rob the world with huge sums of money.
, I got a few so-called Taoist books on the mountain, and it turned out that I could recognize every word in the secret book of the Immortal Family, and when they were connected together, I couldn't understand it at all.
What about breathing and refining qi, holding your breath to make a river with a thread, and then concentrating on a grain of mustard seed, as well as those techniques of refining the sun and worshiping the moon, etc. No matter how Wu Que thought about it and tried repeatedly, it couldn't work. I simply don't know how to do it.
This is not the material to be regarded as a god, so I have to give up and continue to practice boxing and martial arts obediently, and strengthen my body bit by bit. Fortunately, on my own path, some people have already proved that if you can practice martial arts to the extreme, you will not be in trouble.
Low, the killing power is not weaker than the so-called Qi Practitioner.
Wu Que sneered: "Why hasn't that sissy Zhong Qian shown up yet?"
This young man from the martial arts world who doesn't know where he came from is really lucky. He followed an old martial arts path that Tang Tieyi and the others had given up on, and somehow became a great master. It is said that this young man
As a martial artist walks at night, he can make the ghosts take the initiative to avoid approaching without using his hands.
Zhou Shuzhen rolled her eyes and said in a soft voice: "When I beat him back then, I didn't use any cruelty. Be careful, if I give you one hand now, I'll beat you like a strong man bullying a child."
Wu Que curled his lips and reached out to touch the scabbard, "At that time, I didn't think of this guy who was the same as a bird or not, as anything. It was just that the disciples in the sect had a little trouble with him. I am not the same generation as him.
, of course there is no need to kill him, just give him a punch and give him a few words, so now when this kid Zhong Qian sees me again, he calls me master, it’s not too much, I can bear it."
Now we only talk about the four great masters in the world outside the mountain, the top ten masters in the world, those who use swords, knives, guns, clubs and other weapons. We may have to make a separate list and recruit a strong man to make up the number. Anyway, it is all kinds of mess.
There are endless lists of lists. Only the two lists given by Jingzhanglou are relatively convincing. One list is dedicated to arranging seats for martial arts masters, and the other is to rank the ranks of Xianfu dojos.
Cheng Yuanshan picked up the wine glass and pointed to the top of the mountain on the island next door, "Master Zhou, I want to ask you something. That is the young Jiang Shenzi. He wears a mask all day long, hiding his head and buttocks. Who is it?"
I can’t even figure out his origins and background. Where did this weird guy come from? I heard that in the martial arts review list that your admiration building will soon put out this time, he ranks very high, behind Zhong Qian at the top.
, can this kid compete with Wu Que and the knife-wielding Wu Jiang for the top three positions?"
Zhou Shuzhen smiled sweetly and said: "He, he is a ghost. How do you calculate his true age? I am not a god who can do calculations. However, Jiang Shenzi is a stubborn and stubborn person. He is a lonely ghost. He should have practiced heresy.
Immortal magic is correct, but instead of refining qi, you only focus on practicing martial arts and boxing. This is not asking for trouble."
"A few years ago, he somehow found the exact address of our Admiration Building. He was kowtowing hard and crying outside. He begged the Admiration Building to give him a few martial arts secret books. No matter how hard he got there,
If he can't drive him away, no matter how others ask him, he will only say that he wants to take revenge, how to take revenge, and who to take revenge against. No matter how much he asks, he won't be able to tell."
"Later, I saw that he was really pitiful, and he didn't look like the kind of evil spirit who would do evil and cause trouble, so I asked my disciple to throw him three secret books, boxing skills, swordsmanship, and an introductory Taoist book that introduced Yinwuqi refining. In fact,
None of them were clever. When Jingzhanglou gave away the books, they clearly stated that they were valuable, but they were not that priceless. However, he still burst into tears with gratitude. In the end, holding three books in his arms, he knelt down respectfully and knelt down with Jingzhanglou.
After three ringings, he left."
Wu Que's face was full of shock. He glanced sideways at Luodai Island and asked curiously: "This Jiang Shenzi is actually a ghost? What about Wujiang, is it also the origin of mountain ghosts?"
Since they all use swords, of course they have to compete for first and second place. The young martial artist named Wu Jiang uses swords. And he has never lost a single victory in the more than ten years since he traveled around the world.
Zhou Shuzhen shook his head and said: "Of course not Wujiang, he is a living person. As for who his sword skills came from, Jingzhanglou only has some clues and guesses related to this person..."
She just pointed at the sky and didn't say a word.
Wu Que asked in confusion: "Are you the direct disciple of Immortal Yu?"
A Hushan sect, the lineage of immortality belongs to Gao Jun, and the lineage of martial arts belongs to Wujiang. Grandmaster Yu’s choice is not bad at all.
Zhou Shuzhen shook her head, with a complicated look on her face, and said softly: "It's the other one."
Both Wu Que and Cheng Yuanshan instantly understood that he was the weirdo who once had a bitter rivalry with "Yu Xian" and who had an appointment with Yu Zhenyi every ten years.
After the demon leader Ding Ying was killed, it was this person who gathered the remaining old members of the Demon Sect and regrouped. In the hands of this person, the Demon Sect's numbers and momentum, both overtly and secretly, in front of and behind the scenes, were so great that they could be called a giant.
It was so scary that in those days, anyone who knew how to use martial arts to go out and greet each other had better claim to be a member of the demon sect, otherwise he might be beaten, stripped naked, and put in a sack.
Throwing that sack into a bustling city would never harm anyone, but no one could afford to lose face.
That "young man" had such a treacherous personality, but the key was that he could still fight with Yu Zhenyi, who was the first person in the world to go to the mountains to practice immortality.
"A person who cultivates immortality on the mountain bullies us who practice martial arts at the foot of the mountain. How dare you, Yu Zhenyi, be so shameless?"
That being said, it is not without awe and awe, but the problem is that this guy is even more shameless than Immortal Yu. He uses different techniques and techniques, and the immortal family has endless magical powers?
Otherwise, how could a fight between two enemies cause mountains to collapse and the earth to break apart, and rivers to change their course?
Play.
It seems that the things that everyone dreams about and pursues so hard are worthless things that can be easily obtained by this person and can be discarded like worn-out shoes.
Indeed, there is no more "cynical" figure in the world, such as Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi, a once-in-a-century martial arts genius?
A hero lying drunk on a beauty's knees? A tycoon competing in the world? They look like each other, but they are neither.
At that time, the whole world said that if this person was really determined to conquer the world, Wei Liang and Tang Tieyi, who happened to be emperors, might not have anything to do.
Zhou Shu really didn't dare to mention the other party's name.
Just because the other party has been to Jingzhang Building more than once or twice. It’s hard to say the exact number of times, because if he doesn’t want Zhou Shuzhen to know his whereabouts, she must not know.
The first time I visited Jingzanglou, the other party said that they were looking for some books for a young man.
Later, one time, Zhou Shuzhen went to the forbidden area of the admiration building to sort out the rare books on the top floor. As a result, she saw the extremely handsome young man in white, sitting on a futon in the air, holding a legendary luminous pearl on his head and making a fuss with his hands.
Like water, it floated "wandering" between the two rows of bookshelves on the top floor. When he saw Zhou Shuzhen with a dull face, he stretched out his hand to pick off the orb and exclaimed that sister is really good at keeping her appearance and takes good care of it.
There was no change at all from the last time we met. If he were to practice immortal magic, he would definitely be able to live for a long time... As he spoke, he threw the orb to Zhou Shuzhen, raised his sleeves, and said that he had just picked a few books, which he considered as payment.
Those who admire Lou have enough money to buy books.
Zhou Shuzhen forced herself to calm down and asked the other party, "Master Lu, am I really capable of practicing immortality?"
The handsome young man in white clothes nodded with a smile, "Depending on your qualifications and understanding, of course you can, just wait patiently. Sitting on a treasure mountain in a book city, it is just the right time, people and people are slightly inferior to Gao Jun, but the location is a matter of
, you are much better than that little girl, and you are still afraid that you will not become a god?"
The young man in white clothes stood up, his clothes were swaying, and a snow-white croaker with a long golden handle appeared out of thin air in his hand. Coupled with his appearance and such otherworldly demeanor, he was really the kind of person who is called a fairy in the books of ghosts and monsters.
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"My name is Lu Tai. Since you guys are so well-informed, Sister Zhou should know about it, right?"
Zhou Shuzhen nodded numbly.
Last time, the other party introduced her name and identity, came to visit and was very candid. Zhou Shu is really not that forgetful.
"Then I have a dog named Lu Chen. Does Sister Zhou know about it?"
Zhou Shuzhen shook her head in confusion.
Lu Tai suddenly glared and said: "If something is wrong, put the knife down quickly, don't scare our sister Zhou!"
"My good disciple, you are so named. I am convinced by my master. Tao Xieyang, you will never follow the right path when using a sword. I told you not to use the sword a long time ago but you didn't listen. Why do you think you are so stubborn?"
"Sister Zhou, I don't need to introduce this guy. He is the second-in-command of our demon sect. He is very famous. Righteous people would be horrified to hear this. Tao Xieyang is also a guy who wants to pick up a big mistake from his master. How can he learn from this?
In this way, follow Ding Ying's example of killing Zhu Lian. As long as he kills Yu Zhenyi with his own hands, he can seize the opportunity to seize Yu Zhenyi's martial arts fortune. Tao Xieyang will soon be a far-traveling warrior. I have never heard of this.
The saying? It means that people who practice martial arts can fly, isn't it awesome? Isn't it a beautiful thing that you martial arts practitioners only dare to dream about? So outside, the Yuanyou Realm is also called the Earth-shaking Realm, which is very vivid. I would say it is.
Doesn't it mean that you can be called a veritable martial arts master if you reach this level? Hey, that's far from it. A three-legged cat like Tao Xieyang might just stare at people while walking on the street.
He was slapped to death by the other party."
Zhou Shuzhen instantly felt an icy chill on the back of her neck.
Her body was tense and she was sweating profusely. She didn't even dare to turn her head. When the blade gradually moved away from her neck, Zhou Shuzhen's hair was still standing on end, as if she had just walked away from hell.
Lu Tai said with a smile: "Sister Zhou, be braver. Turn around and look around and become familiar with them. After all, with me as the master here, they don't dare to do anything wrong."
Zhou Shuzhen had no choice but to slowly turn her head and look.
A man held a scabbard in his arms, leaned against a row of bookshelves, shook his palms, and said with a grin: "Tao Xieyang, because of his poor qualifications and evil intentions, he is the displeased disciple of the master."
A little further away, there was a young man holding a book. He raised his head and introduced himself with a smile: "Huan Yin, a martial artist in the seventh realm and a qigong practitioner in the middle and fifth realms. He is just a swordsman. Unfortunately, he does not like the master.
"
Farther away, by the window on this floor, a man wearing a purple Taoist robe with his hands hidden in his sleeves turned around, shook his robe, and greeted Zhou Shuzhen, "Taoist priest Huang from Nanyuan State."
Shang, I have met Master Zhou."
Lu Tai fell to the ground together with the futon under his feet, and said with a smile: "Huang Shang, the real protector of the Nanyuan Kingdom, is actually my direct disciple. He can barely know how to use talismans. Even your admiration building doesn't know the inside story.
, Ha, Jindanke, there are land gods outside, but it’s a pity that he is a foreigner and useless.”
"The three of them are all scoundrels, and they are an eyesore. I am generally not willing to take them with me. All of them have average qualifications in martial arts and Taoism, and their minds are not very good. Fortunately, they have low hands but high eyesight.
, they all go for Yu Zhenyi, each seizes the treasure, and divides the martial arts, ancient swords, and Taoist crowns. It's a pity, it's a pity."
"Since you are all here, you are a guest, and you must bring a gift when you come to the door. Huang Shang, you left two talismans, so just pick the Rain Dragon Talisman and the Raising Eyebrow Talisman. Tao Xieyang, you go and kill those few hidden ones.
I respect the spies in the building, and as for Huan Yin, I secretly taught Master Zhou a Qi-refining Taoist secret from the bottom of my heart, so that she can use it in the future, so that she won’t be frightened, sitting in the bookstore, but not knowing where to start.”
"As for me, I will give this futon of the highest grade to Sister Zhou as a gift to wish me to reach the cave realm in the future."
When Lu Tai said this, he smiled brightly and reached out to grab Zhou Shuzhen's arm, "Then as a return gift, Sister Zhou, let's go to your residence. It would be great for a plump, charming and cool woman like Sister Zhou,
You will know everything you need to know, and you will know what you don’t know once taught!”
How could Zhou Shu really endure such an insult? She gritted her teeth and swung the knife across the area, cutting off the head of the young man in white... It felt extremely real, and she had indeed succeeded!
She never thought that another young man in white would pass by her, and then he would lower his head and reach out to pat her round area. There was a loud smack, and Lu Tai shook his hand and left with a big smile, "Oh, hey, it feels really good."
Well, with this flexibility, my sister is worthy of having practiced martial arts. Alas, it’s a pity that she is not a Qi practitioner who can eat Xia and drink dew after all. She also has to go to the toilet to poop. The thought of this makes people feel discouraged... By the way
, Zhou Shuzhen, as a real return gift from Jingzhanglou, it is to ask you to do something... You will soon forget these contents, but you will remember them when it is time to remember them."
When Zhou Shu, who was overwhelmed with shame and anger, finally managed to calm down, she turned around and saw that Lu Tai had quietly left with several disciples.
Zhou Shuzhen sighed quietly, it was too hard to look back on the past, and it made her heartache every time she thought about it.
Putting away her cluttered thoughts, Zhou Shuzhen asked tentatively from her heart: "Tang Tieyi, Headmaster Gao invited the four of you to have a chat last night? Why, she brought out the airs of being the best in the world and advised you not to fight back and forth.
Come on, don’t go to war and waste money and people?”
Tang Tieyi raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Don't talk about this, just drink."
Zhou Shuzhen lowered her gaze and looked at the wine in the glass.
Even if she has only practiced cultivation for a few years, even if her Taoism is so shallow that it is not worth mentioning.
but.
If there really is such a day.
She did not hesitate to kill the foreign invaders.
The human world is our human world.
It must be so!
Zhou Shuzhen raised her head and drank the wine from the glass, looking around. While she was still alive, she would take a few more glances at her hometown.
On the Luodai Island next door, there are still a group of juniors in the martial arts world, or "new faces" on the mountain, and senior martial arts veterans like Tang Tieyi who have been famous for a long time.
Don't offend anyone, we both hate each other.
Jiang Shenzi, who was dressed in a long cotton gown with a mask on his face, was carrying a long parcel on his back.
As a rising star in the world, he was not invited by the Hushan Sect Gaojun this time and came uninvited. However, Qiu Qi Lake still arranged a residence for him on Luodai Island.
It's just that the mansion is located halfway up the mountain, higher up in the mountain. There is also a drinking party at this moment. Only people of the same profession can attend the drinking party. Therefore, no matter how famous a martial artist is, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, he will be excluded.
The owner of the wine shop who invited the guests on the island to this place is a girl-like Qi practitioner who is born with a strange vision. She has two slightly raised antlers on her forehead. She wears an emperor's crown and an ancient dragon robe.
, in the shape of a gun suit, with twelve tapestry dragons, but all the gold-embroidered dragons have their eyes closed, only the dragon's whiskers are fluttering slightly, and one of the dragons is about to move.
The girl wearing a dragon robe had a white jade belt tied around her waist. She held the belt with both hands, narrowed her red and phoenix eyes, and turned her head to look at the Jade Hosta Island. Oh, there is a lot of dragon energy over there.
There was an old woman, holding a cup in both hands, with a subtle smile and a slightly reserved expression, like an old woman from the countryside who had never seen the world and finally went to the city to attend the market.
She is an obscene deity who has a painted statue in a remote temple in the Northern Jin Dynasty.
A huge bamboo mat was spread on the ground, and four mats of different materials were placed on the four corners. Three of them were provided by the owner of the wine shop for his own use. There was only one old man named "Potter"
At his feet, there was a ghostly pottery mat.
A scribe with a jade wat attached to his waist and a black fly whisk in his hand. Wearing court clothes, he is the City God of the capital who has just been knighted in Nanyuan Kingdom.
There are also a few Qi practitioners, each with their own eye-catching appearance, clothing, and magical tools, all drinking here.
Outside the bamboo mat, there were boys cooking wine and young women dressed as palace maids, each holding a weapon.
There were two people on the bamboo mat who had received invitations from the Hushan School, and more of them came here to "join in the fun and catch the early market."
There was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a smile on his face who arrived late. He called the Taoist priest on the bamboo mat side and said that he was delayed because of something. The poor Taoist had just returned to his residence here from Damuguan and he had to punish himself for three days.
After sitting down here, he drank three glasses of wine in a row. As a result, even the girl who was the host did not know the identity of this person. When she asked again, she found that no one knew this guy, and this guy
The Taoist priest actually had the nerve to keep toasting with everyone. The girl in the dragon robe sneered. She raised her hand and wanted to reward Cengjiu with a magical spell as a lesson. Not everyone can take advantage of the home-brewed water in her house.
for drink.
The Taoist priest, whose face was red from drinking and who kept burping, quickly stood up with a loud smile, bowed to apologize and left. As he spoke, he walked backwards without stopping.
Far away from the bamboo mat, the careless Taoist priest dared to turn around and hurriedly walked down the mountain. Perhaps because of the drunkenness, he became bolder again.
Looking for real people among the flowers and willows, with three or five coins in the pocket, neither today nor ancient, wearing hairpins and drinking longevity wine, only to realize that Zuixiang is a fairyland, keeping time and setting peach charms, spending thousands of years of wine, Corporal Kusano, Yan
Knowing the strategy of war? It’s all empty talk for the Immortal Master. But I’m not drunk even when I’m drunk. I get up late at three o’clock in the morning, go to bed early, wake up and lie down among the flowers. After I’m drunk, it’s a bright moon and a clear breeze...
The old woman asked softly: "Is he that kind of strange person?"
The girl in the dragon robe sneered: "Pretend to be a god and a ghost."
The old man named Tao Zhe hesitated for a moment, and habitually rubbed his thumb and index finger non-stop, and revealed a secret to all the fellow Taoists present in his heart: "This man's Taoism is high and low. Forgive me, I can't tell, but his age is indeed
More than a thousand years ago."
"Virtual Sui" is a current term for those heroic ghosts, which means which dynasty and generation the ghosts lived in during their lifetime.
It's just that the size of the virtual age is indeed too virtual, and it has nothing to do with the depth of the ghost's own path, so it doesn't mean anything.
Just like the old man named Tao Zhe, as a veritable "initiator", he is almost the oldest person in this world, but his cultivation of Taoism is actually not high.
The girl in the dragon robe hesitated for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Fellow Taoist who is coming down the mountain, you are an old man, come back and have a drink!"
The Taoist priest who looked like a middle-aged man left in a hurry and came even more quickly. He ran up the mountain and sat down again. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "This poor Taoist has even forgotten his name. Now he has to take the Taoist name 'Tiezui'."
, To be honest, I am not good at fighting with others, but I am proficient in physiognomy and have some experience. I dare say that I am not weaker than any other immortal in the world who can understand the past and present and predict the future. "
It was a good thing that he didn't report his family name. When he heard the name "Tiezui", a relatively taciturn female cultivator first suppressed laughter and put her hand to her lips. Then she couldn't help but said: "You are the one who was
The liar that Wujiang beat all over the place? He even asked Zhong Qian to threaten that if we meet again in the future, he will beat you half to death? "
In fact, her remarks were quite polite. There were rumors in the world that there was a wandering Taoist priest who liked to play tricks on people, and he had no real ability except for his hard-bitten words.
The Taoist priest smiled and said: "It is not easy to pretend to be a liar."
Everyone was choked up when they heard this.
The girl in the dragon robe has to raise her hand. You will know what is true and what is false, and how profound the Tao is.
The Taoist priest who has traveled all over the world has a sharp eye and immediately clarified: "Fellow immortal masters, the poor Taoist said that fighting with magic will not help, so why can't he be telling the truth?"
There are many interesting anecdotes, and the bamboo mat on the top of the mountain is just one of them.
The world is full of new things nowadays, and there are so many strange people and strange people that it is no longer strange to see them.
The middle-aged Taoist priest looked around, his face suddenly full of sorrow, and he looked completely different. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "After drinking, let's talk about business. Sharing weal and woe, honor and disgrace."
For some reason, the Taoist priest stared at them in a daze, feeling so sad that his face was filled with tears and he choked with sobs: "A flower blooms to herald the coming of the new year, and a leaf falls to tell the world of autumn."
But all the guests of honor here, at this moment, for some reason, deep down, did not feel that the other party was hypocritical at all. The other party seemed to be looking at them, like a twilight old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life, and saw in his eyes a family in the future.
After the decline, the flowers blooming, and the burning fire, there is heavy snow, the birds and beasts disperse, and everything is clear.
The Taoist priest stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, put one hand against his eyebrows, and placed the palm of his hand on the bamboo mat. Heaven and earth were connected, and he said softly: "I want to uphold the law for heaven, and I am here to persuade you to surrender."
In the dark, there once was a pair of pure golden eyes, looking down at the world like the sun.
After he "woke up", he hesitated for a long time before he dared to raise his head, but he only looked away for a moment, just like an ordinary master staring at the scorching sun for a long time.
Fortunately, the other person's eyes moved very quickly, so he didn't notice his prying eyes at that time, and he quickly lowered his head.
He doesn't know his name, origin, or past life. He doesn't even know if he is a human being.
But he quickly saw the evolution of the entire human world, just like someone opening a book, and he couldn't help but remember it.
But this book seems to never have an ending. The book in hand is always just the storybook of the first volume. At the end of the first volume, four "supplementary volumes" are divided into four threads.
In a strict sense, he did not wake up in this blessed land of lotus roots. He woke up in another story line. Over there, the protagonist, or little God, was a young Taoist priest with a white ape squatting on his shoulders.
. Then he saw Lu Fang of Bird's Eye View Peak in another supplementary book. As a foreign immortal, Lu Fang finally stopped being trapped by love and turned to devote himself to Buddhism.
, is already a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, so in that world, Buddhism is prosperous, and there are tens of thousands of temples in the human world. There is also a world in which the power of the Demon Sect is at its peak. After Lu Tai, there are one chief, two vices, and three
A leader first defeated the entire Hushan sect, and then joined forces with the Nanyuan Kingdom to compete non-stop in the world. However, a young man with a sword founded the sect. As the junior disciple of those three people and a closed disciple of Master Lu Tai, he found the three
We had a conversation with the brothers and agreed that the temple should be a temple and the rivers and lakes should be the rivers and lakes. We should draw clear lines and not violate each other...
Gao Jun returned to the Hushan Sect from Luopo Mountain this time. He once tried an out-of-body trip. In a trance, he felt like he was in the vast expanse of stars. He vaguely saw a middle-aged Taoist priest with a blurry face.
It wasn't until this moment that she remembered a previous conversation.
It was when Gao Jun took over the Hushan Sect and had just completed his Taoism and learned how to speak from the heart.
One night, in the dead of night, after finishing breathing and refining Qi, Lord Gao stretched out his hand to disperse the turbid air in the room.
Suddenly a voice was heard.
"Since I am an immortal on land, I have nothing to worry about in this world. When I give up my time, I appear and hide with me. I stand on the mountain with my sleeves and travel out of the mountain. Why bother to rush for a while?"
"Who are you? What do you mean?"
However, Gao Jun only heard a gentle sigh and said nothing more.
During this reunion, the other party seemed to know what Gao Jun was thinking, and seemed to be trying to persuade Gao Jun to live in the mountains and practice Taoism again, and to ignore the rolling dust outside the mountains for the time being, and to cause trouble for himself.
"Knowing the greatness of one's own body and the smallness of heaven and earth, one must not return to the treasure mountain in vain. The Tao can be transformed internally and externally, and the mountain people are closer to the Tao."
Gao Jun was silent for a moment, his eyes were determined, and he answered the other party with everything he had in mind, "I don't know how unexpected it is. The first time is to be punctual. The sky will no longer be with you, and the time will not be with you, so you can be consistent."
The work is done at the right time."
"You are not afraid that a cricket may shake a tree, or a mantis may use its arm as a chariot."
"Wherever the Tao lies, I yearn for it. Gao Jun dares to die to prove that this way is feasible or not feasible for future generations."
After getting the conclusive answer, he stopped talking and just turned back time, which was equivalent to inviting Gao Jun out of the small world, and her Taoist heart and memory returned to their original places.
On the bamboo mat, the "middle-aged Taoist priest" looked at the subtle ups and downs of people's hearts and knew that he was sincerely trying to "persuade" and explained the situation in the world in detail, hoping that they would be more patient.
Flowing water, the situation of trying to draw water from a bamboo basket is in vain. It can even be said that precisely because of his entry and involvement in it, the world trend has become increasingly chaotic. It is not even as pure and clear as the two chats with Gao Jun alone.
The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed and once again used the divine power that he was born with for a short period of time.
In fact, from the moment he appeared at the wine shop on the top of Luodao Island and the Taoist priest's feet touched the bottom, this place had already become a whirlpool of heaven and earth.
He didn't want to waste time with the dragon-robed girl and the others anymore, and he was even more worried that the pair of golden eyes would detect clues. When he appeared again, he went down the mountain sadly and fell into the eyes of the bamboo mat. He was a person who had been exposed and had to hurried away.
coward.
At this moment, the Taoist priest suddenly turned his head and saw a man in white with squinting eyes and a smile behind him. His face was blurry, but his golden eyes that seemed to be eternal and unchanging were extremely frightening.
The other party smiled and said: "What a coincidence. You go out of the mountain and I go down. Since we are on the same path for the time being, we can just go together for the same journey."
The Taoist priest slowed down his pace.
That being walked up to the Taoist priest with his hands in his sleeves, stretched out his sleeves, held the Taoist priest's head, and twisted it gently, as if...don't look forward and backward, let him just look forward.
"You crossed the line first, and I let you know your mistake later. When you find out about it, it's probably a done deal, and you won't have to slap yourself in the face."
The Taoist priest stopped when he heard this and asked the same question as Gao Jun, "Who are you?"
The man smiled and said: "I am no one, I am just a self-imprisoner. You are different. You can wander around the four scrolls and see different people and things every day."
The Taoist priest sighed, "You are Chen Pingan."
The man also sighed, stretched out his two fingers, and crushed all the five golden words into pieces. They were as crisp as the crackling sound of charcoal splashed in a stove. He laughed at himself: "It's a success, but it's a failure again."
You are Chen Pingan.
The truth is the truth, but this sentence really doesn't sound right.
If a man says "I am Chen Pingan", he can go home immediately, but if the other party has a clear understanding and says "I am Chen Pingan", that would be very interesting.
Previously, when this Taoist priest who "worked for heaven" showed up here, he was lucky enough to try his luck here and get the benefit of "borrowing your good words".
Of course, there was still no way to escape from that cage, not to mention that he didn't want to leave. He was self-imprisoned, but he was self-imprisoned. He was doing two things. After all, he was still one person, all himself.
But of course he doesn't mind being able to come to the outside world for a breather once in a while.
In fact, the Taoist priest tried to persuade others to be more patient, but the Taoist priest himself was still not patient enough. Just like before, this "Chen Pingan" used one of Chen Pingan's clones to actually see the Taoist priest wandering around in the blessed land, and
I could see the real roots at first glance, but I deliberately pretended not to know. After all, the clone was just a clone that temporarily obtained a part of the "clairvoyance" by means of talismans, and the Taoism was still too shallow.
The middle-aged Taoist priest asked: "You found me, what do you want to do?"
The man put back his hands and sleeves, "I have nothing to do, so I sneaked out to relax, and by the way, I reminded my fellow Taoist and myself to say a few words, as the sage said, don't sit on the table if it's not upright, and don't eat if it's not upright."
The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, bowed his head and said, "Be taught."
The man smiled and said, "You can't remember what you were taught."
In an instant, the middle-aged Taoist priest sat on the bamboo mat again, once again made the gesture of connecting with heaven and earth, and once again said the sentence of "doing justice for heaven" and persuading all the kings to surrender.
It's just that the Taoist priest always feels that something is wrong, but he can't figure out why.
Dressed in snow-white, Chen Pingan is walking on the green lake. The level is like a mirror, and the world is instantly turned upside down. Chen Pingan, who is pure and divine, is walking on a "painted human world" that is almost real.
When it comes to supernatural powers, compared to Chen Ping'an, the being who was the incarnation of the Lotus Roots Blessed Land in the past was indeed a newly enlightened child who could only recognize a few words.
The sky was slightly bright, and at the island gate of Zushan where Damu Temple is located, several Taoist boys in front of the mountain were chatting with extraordinary talk behind the Huang Ya elbow of Xianjia.
There was a young fairy nearby chatting about gossip, giving jade hairpins and reciting imperial edicts at night, and it was still so cold in the Taoist palace.
Wujiang did not go across the lake to the island. He had just arrived here last night. He randomly picked a willow tree with a thick branch across the water, held a scabbard in his arms, and lay down on it to sleep.
I slept soundly, snoring like thunder, and slept like this until dawn. I opened my eyes and looked at the sky. I turned over and got down from the tree. I just took a walk on the shore of Wujiang River this morning.
This is a short and strong man with dark skin, wearing cotton clothes and straw sandals, with a rough appearance and a strong and steady breath. At first glance, he is a practitioner who is good at both internal and external boxing.
Chen Pingan returned to the Fox Country at dawn today, smelling of alcohol.
They then took a private Xianjia ferry under the name of Peixiang, sailed through the clouds and fog, and headed straight for this vast autumn lake.
Because Peixiang was among the invited guests of Qiu Qi Lake and held a customs clearance document issued by the Hushan Sect. It was a mutton-fat jade tablet with spiritual energy flowing like clouds among the green mountains and green waters.
In addition, the important figures participating in the discussion this time will almost always bring a group of euphemistically called the direct descendants of the Immortal Mansion, their own children or Taoist friends, and their followers. Therefore, Peixiang, who is wearing a curtain hat, is accompanied by Master Chen Shan today.
Zhang Lu has a long life, Xie Gou and Guo Zhujiu are just a few "entourages", so the journey is smooth. Over there at the first "concierge" of Qiu Qi Lake, a Qi practitioner dressed as a Taoist priest, and a Qi practitioner
They were jointly responsible for guarding the pass. The Taoist priest also respectfully told Peixiang and his party where they would stay. It was Luo Dai Island, which is close to Zushan Lake Island. It is right next to Jade Hosta Island. The top of the mountain is slightly lower, but the spiritual energy must be abundant.
A few minutes. Guests, you arrived a little late. There is a special boat waiting for you at the ferry.
The Taoist priest looked humble and spoke cautiously. It was obvious that as a member of the Ancestral Hall of Damu Temple, he roughly understood the weight of the term "Fox Country".
It’s just that the male warriors guarding the checkpoints are inevitably guessing. I’ve never heard of Fox Country. What kind of dojo sect is this?
Could it be that the fox demons turned into spirits and got together again?
Looking at it again, it really looks like four of the five people are women of different ages, but there is a huge difference in size, height and height.
Not to mention the charming woman who claims to be the Lord of the Fox Kingdom, because she is wearing a curtain hat, only her figure is visible but her face is not.
Let’s just say that the tall woman in a snow-white robe has a mediocre appearance and looks that are indeed not outstanding, but her graceful figure and those long legs are amazing!
Now don't look at the face, just look at the girl's back, it looks even better. Besides her long legs, she is really tall.
It doesn't matter that all the men think that her face is not good-looking, it doesn't matter, the flaws are not covered up, as long as the woman is willing, we have even thought of the name of our son.
It seemed that the man in the green shirt was a bit of an eyesore.
The reason why they didn't dare to make fun of them with dirty words was of course because of the jade medal issued by the Hushan Sect.
Every member who has a jade card is either a god or a monster. They are destined to have the kind of background that makes them unaffordable even if they have a few more lives. There is no need to kill the eldest brother for the sake of the second brother. It is not worth it.
The girl in the mink hat was so angry that she complained in her heart: "Leader Guo, both of us have been robbed of all the limelight by Peixiang, a vixen, and Zhang Lv, the leader."
"Just be open-minded and get used to it."
Guo Zhujiu patted Xie Gou's mink hat and said calmly: "Don't blame them. If you want to blame them, blame you. You are like a wooden stake from top to bottom. Your chest is missing several kilograms of meat."
Xie Gou sniffed. What Alliance Leader Guo said was really hurtful. In the words of the little water monster, it chilled the hearts of all the soldiers.
Guo Zhujiu said: "In our lineage, we must all speak truthfully and harshly, but we can't imitate Senior Sister Pei. If we have the same ethos, why should we be divided between you and me?"
Xie Gou nodded and said: "Alliance Leader Guo's words are reasonable. I have long felt that the culture of Pei Qian's lineage... it is not good to speak ill of people behind their backs. Anyway, I am not used to it."
"What you said touched my heart. Having said that, you will have to be recorded once in our merit book at the top of the mountain. If you accumulate three demerits in total, you will be expelled from the sect."
"ah?"
"What are you afraid of? You have one more chance."
"ah?!"
"Farewell, please remember to tell Honghou, who was the leader of our mountain before, that she is no longer a member of the sect. In fact, we are the only ones left on the mountain now. If Honghou wants to regain his status as a genealogy leader, he has to slowly start over again.
She has accumulated great achievements, but there is still a long way to go. Let her continue her efforts, so there is no need to be discouraged."
"..."
The threshold of our mountain is so high and the rules are so strict?
That white-haired boy and I are both in the Ascension Realm after all.
Okay, okay, this is right, you are worthy of being the selfless leader Guo!
Changsheng smiled and asked softly: "Zhujiu, why do you think they can control their mouths and hands?"
Without thinking, Guo Zhujiu pointed to the Qiu Qi Lake in front and blurted out: "People's hearts here are like a lake. There are rivers passing by and the water veins are connected. When the news comes and goes, the news will follow, and you can know how high the sky is and how thick it is outside."
, I don’t dare to act recklessly when doing things. It’s really a small place, such as a remote county, with little information, just like a pool. It rains occasionally, and it’s all official documents from the court. Other than that, there are no external channels.
, the news is not smooth, and they have their own world. They are either a domineering local emperor, or a stupid son of a powerful and evil gentry family. They speak and do things with no bones and no brains. You can't say that about them. In fact, it's all in their hearts.
Those who care about the consequences are reckless, just like here in Qiu Qi Lake. If there hadn't been such a discussion and lack of experience, would those men have talked a few words? It could have been anything."
Peixiang was stunned, never expecting that the young swordsman cultivator could say these words. In his impression, swordsmanship cultivators didn’t like to use their brains very much...except of course Luo Luo Shan and Qing Ping Sword Sect.
In my memory, I only talk about Guo Zhujiu, a little girl who came to Luopo Mountain very late. She is the direct disciple of Master Chen. She seems to be a quiet person. She always seems to be wearing a mink hat at Luopo Mountain.
The girl and the white-haired boy fool around all day long.
As for Guo Zhujiu, a sword cultivator, Peixiang certainly doesn't know what her situation is like at the Sword Worship Platform, and whether she will become another person, and she doesn't dare to explore it casually.
Xie Gou was even more impressed and gave a thumbs up, "Coalition Leader Guo, you are insightful!"
Chen Pingan chuckled softly and said: "Or what do you think? When I brought Zhujiu to the summer palace, it was partly because I, the unnamed master at the time, was nepotistic, and partly because Guo Zhujiu got in based on his true ability. If the boss Sword Immortal didn't nod,
Even if I personally recommend Bamboo Wine, it is absolutely impossible. Don’t you think that anyone can enter the Summer Palace if they want to? The threshold is very high. Just say that we, Mi Da Sword Immortal, were lucky enough to enter the Summer Palace.
It's not like I help guard the door every day, so I have a lot of free time. Bamboo wine is different. I have calculated that although Bamboo wine's contribution is not as good as that of Lin Junbi, whose brain is indeed a bit too smart, Bamboo wine, Scrophulariaceae and others
, regardless of talent and merit, they are at least of the same level."
Guo Zhujiu chuckled.
This is the master looking up to his disciple with his eyes closed. At most, she is slightly better than an old girl who can't get married, and Luo Zhenyi and the others.
Arriving at the shore of Yangliu Yiyi, Chen Ping'an looked up into the distance and said, "There are many more people than I imagined."
According to the initial estimates from the Luopo Mountain side, the total number of forces in the blessed land is almost thirty.
Even if each of the members of the meeting plus their confidants and retinues are included, it is estimated that there are at most fifty people. Now it seems that the number of foreigners who have settled on the islands on the lake is almost two hundred? As for the shore, at a glance, there are either roadside stalls or temporary structures.
The wine shop was as lively as going to a market. Chen Ping'an immediately thought of the custom of morning wine in Jingyang Mansion of Qingling Country. After drinking the morning wine, he would be drunk for at least half a day and walk as smoothly as water. But if he didn't drink the morning wine, he would not be able to fight for the whole day.
To be energetic, it’s better to drink.
Previously, Gao Jun was the leader, and together with her, a group of Qi practitioners from the Hushan Sect came down the mountain, each holding a secret letter from the leader, and dispersed to contact the world.
Let’s just say that the pure martial artists invited this time must be six-level martial artists. But compared to the Qi practitioners and various gods, these martial arts masters still seem a bit weak.
But this is an invisible general trend.
Peixiang said with a smile: "I have one thing to say, I really can't blame Master Gao for this matter. She reminded us in advance and clearly stated in the letter that this meeting should not be spread to the outside world, but there are always those who can't control their mouths and like to spread the word to the outside world.
, so friends call friends, and everyone wants to get involved. We can’t drive people away from Qiu Qi Lake, at least we should stop all the idle people on the shore."
Xie Gou sneered and said: "Reminder? It's a hint, right? She made it clear that she did it deliberately, relying on the strength of people to fight for greater interests for this world. If this discussion is held, our Luoposhan performance
If she is too forceful, the whole world, both on the mountain and on the mountain, will soon know how hard she argued. If we are easy to talk to, she will not lose. In this deal, she and the Hushan Sect will make money anyway, with both fame and fortune.
Collect it, I earned it today, you can only imagine what Gao Jun will do in the future."
Zhang Lun smiled and nodded, it was indeed true. After all, the days when Gao was a guest at Luopo Mountain were too relaxing and comfortable.
Peixiang was horrified when he heard this and quickly glanced at the young hidden official from the corner of his eye.
She had heard about the general process of the discussion at Chunbanzhai on the upside down mountain.
Could the words of the girl in the mink hat be some kind of statement from Shanzhu Chen?
Peixiang originally thought that when Chen Ping'an went out this time, he was not accompanied by Mr. Xiao Mo, who had the yellow hat and blue shoes. He just brought Changshou, an important member of the Ji Lingfeng Ancestral Hall, so he was definitely not a
The army mobilized the crowd. Although there was a small talk in the courtyard last night, Zhang Lun still said a few words about hidden murderous intentions. However, compared to Peixiang's earliest imagined scene, the sword cultivator traveled to the blessed land hand in hand, and the martial arts master Yu Feng came with him. In that autumn,
Appearing together in Qihu Damuguan, isn't this the second Haruhatasai meeting hall?
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's human nature. If Gao Jun doesn't do this, she only knows how to seek personal gain, which makes people feel disappointed."
Upon hearing what the mountain master said, Xie Gou immediately changed his tune and nodded: "Besides, this matter still requires taking a lot of risks. It is thankless. If you are not careful, you will turn against us. Gao Jun is not an ordinary Qi practitioner."
, she has been to Luopo Mountain and has enough understanding of the vast world. Gao Jun still dares to do this, which is equivalent to putting all his wealth and life on the gambling table, as well as the honor and disgrace of the Hushan Sect, which is very rare. "
Guo Zhujiu patted his mink hat and said, "The atmosphere is very upright and the bones are strong. I have found a treasure."
Xie Gou felt aggrieved. If I hadn't wanted to become a bigger official, how could I have acted in such a way? Isn't this how our long-lived Taoist friend became the leader of a mountain?
Changming asked in his heart: "Sir, why don't you let Lord Gao truly understand the strength of our Luopo Mountain?"
Chen Pingan explained in detail from his heart: "It was Chief Zhou's suggestion and also my hesitation. Chief Zhou said that some mistakes are bound to be made. They cannot be avoided, cannot be stopped, and there is no way to prevent them before they happen.
. When managing a blessed land, we cannot let it go. If the restrictions are too loose, people will be insufficient. The term "people's hearts are insufficient" is not a derogatory meaning. From the perspective of all living beings in the blessed land, whether they are immortal masters pursuing the road to immortality or general generals.
Who is a pure martial artist who wants to ask high places with his fists? Who would like to have an eyesore above his head, the so-called God, and they are not allowed to try to fight with their hands? However, the lack of people's hearts can be extended to bravery and diligence, or it can be derived into greed, which is very troublesome.
Already."
"It can't be too harsh. The more we guard against it, the more we will fight head-on. All the people and people's hearts that have been forcibly suppressed by our Luolu Mountain with our iron fist will hide deeper and deeper in the world, and they will choose to temporarily crawl in the world.
On the ground, he raised his head and looked at...me, us Luo Luoshan with eyes full of hatred. When the number becomes more and more, the stars are dotted, and people's hearts gather, one day, first like a flame, it bursts into a large bush.
Deep in the thatch pile, a fire will not break out quickly, but when the smoke rises, we have to rush over, and then there will be the second place, the third place, more and more, the most terrifying thing is the silence of heaven and earth,
The flames of people's hearts are ignited together, and eventually the human world is set ablaze. Together... we ascend to heaven and die generously. We would rather die together, and all living beings in the world will never bow to heaven."
"But it is better to block than to open up. The reason is very simple, but it is difficult to do. The relationship between Luopo Mountain and Lotus Root Blessed Land is that people have a master-slave relationship, and things have a sequence. It is not the only way to completely solve the hidden dangers.
No, I have discussed this matter with Chief Zhou in detail before. For example, if we, Luopo Mountain, are to create a fairy mansion similar to the lower sect here in the blessed land, we must have at least two Yupu realms to immediately replace the Hushan sect. Twenty
The monks of your sect walked around the world, temporarily put aside their practice for twenty years, and followed the local customs here. At the same time, they replaced at least half of the five mountain kings. Before the courts of various countries came to their senses, they quickly grasped the power to enshrine the gods of mountains and rivers, and took the lead.
On the mountain, the entire landscape officialdom will be used as the second dojo, but in this case, the Lotus Root Blessed Land will become an... officialdom with strict rules, and will no longer be a complete and vibrant world. "
"If it is still the old Lotus Flower Blessed Land of lower rank, with only a few Qi practitioners and only a handful of Golden Body warriors, it is actually very easy to deal with every carrot and pit."
"Even if it is slowly promoted to a medium blessed land, it will be okay. Both Luopo Mountain and blessed land have a running-in period. The patience of both parties and the capital of trial and error are sufficient."
Hearing this, Zhang Lü Changming felt guilty and said: "The mountain master is not at home, it's us who have encouraged the situation."
Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head, "This is because you are overthinking it. Apart from self-cultivation, as long as it involves outsiders and worldly affairs, how many things in the world can be beneficial and harmless?"
"In the final analysis, this is a test question that the old concubine asked Luo Po Mountain. The difficulty can be high or low. If you simply discuss the matter, the difficulty can be low. If you put more care into the matter, it can be very difficult."
"To put it simply, the old temple master is just watching to see if a quarter of the Lotus Root Blessed Land falls into my hands. Will it become the Cloud Cave Blessed Land of the Jade Guizong Jiang family, or will it become..."
"Bai Yujing of the Qingming world."
When Zhang Lv Changming heard this, his heart was shocked.
Chen Pingan still looked calm and relaxed, and said with a smile: "The old spectator is waiting to see a joke. Will Chen Pingan not go to Qingming World and meet Bai Yujing before asking Yu Dou about the sword?
Luo Po Mountain is already the second White Jade Capital, and Chen Ping'an has become a remaining figure in the Ouhua Blessed Land."
Zhang Lu, whose skin was already as good as snow, suddenly turned pale.
She was puzzled and asked: "Why does the old temple master target the young master like this?"
Chen Pingan lowered his head to look at the cloth shoes on his feet, smiled, shook his head and explained: "It's not the kind of deliberate targeting that doesn't like me. I'm as high-minded as an old concubine. Targeting a young boy with mud-legged legs in the past is too low.
Well, it’s not that bad at all. What’s more, in my mind, the old temple master is the second ‘just person’ I’ve met in this life. Well, that’s fair. To say that this senior is kind is to scold him.”
"Perhaps the old temple master thinks that... a person's big words must be matched by great achievements. The old temple master doesn't care about others, but since Chen Ping'an said it to him face to face, don't think about picking it up again.
, and put it down gently. Maybe in the eyes of the old observer, whether a person's inner words are spoken or not, there is also a distinction between master and slave. If you hold it back, you are the master of the words. If you can't hold it back, you have to follow that sentence.
Already."
Changsheng felt complicated and said softly: "Young Master, it will definitely not become like that, right?"
"What it must be like or not, may be an unforeseen objective result."
Chen Ping'an smiled, stretched out his hand to make a fist, and tapped his heart gently, "What you want and what you don't want are perhaps the more important subjective wishes. But ask about hard work, not about harvest."
After a moment of silence, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I just thought of a sequence."
"Believe that everything depends on human effort, after all, things will go against your wishes. It is a disappointment."
"After all, things are counterproductive. Believe that everything depends on man-made efforts. That's hope."
Changming chewed these two sentences carefully, feeling a little unsure, and asked: "Master, it seems that the first kind of disappointment is okay?"
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "As expected of Taoist Taoist Changshou, he hit the nail on the head."
Just as Changsheng was about to say something, Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Peixiang, the reason why I asked those Fox Kingdom genealogy monks yesterday was that Headmaster Lu learned something from one of his uncles and asked me to tell you.
In the future, there may be a fox charm with high achievements in the Fox Kingdom. When will she appear? If I meet her again in the future, I may protect her."
As expected, when she reaches the cave realm, Chen Ping'an will give her her real name "Cui Bai".
When Peixiang heard this, he spoke frankly and said his first thought, "This little girl is so blessed, will she not compete with me for the position of the leader of the Fox Kingdom in the future?"
Chen Pingan laughed dumbly.
Peixiang is very safe as the leader of the Fox Kingdom.
Xie Gou stretched out his thumb and praised: "Sister Peixiang, who wears a curtain and hat to hide herself, although she has curves and is a bit rich, she is outspoken and outspoken. She is such a refreshing person!"
Peixiang was not happy at all when he was praised so highly by the girl in the mink hat. Instead, he felt sincerely that he was indeed not very smart.
In the Fox Country, which is now like a closed mountain, the current path of cultivation has a certain order. For example, according to the agreement signed between Luopo Mountain and the Fox Country, whenever the fox charm is expected to enter the cave realm, it can go out and go to the world of mortals.
Experience. It seems like they are going out alone, but in fact, the Fox Kingdom will secretly arrange one or two guardians and record them in the book. While the latter is protecting the juniors of low realm, in fact, both Luopo Mountain and Peixiang know it well, and they do not tell them.
, for example, the latter can actually take the opportunity to experience the world of mortals, such as a romantic marriage, but they cannot stay outside the Fox Country for a long time, and cannot reveal the location of the Fox Country. Later, when the people in the four countries of the blessed land gradually get used to the "reality" on the mountain,
According to the rumors in the book, the outside world said that "there are gods and other beings who know that there are ghosts and spirits walking in the world. After thirty to fifty years, at most a period of sixty years, the door of the Fox Kingdom will be opened, and the fox demons will be able to interact with the outside practitioners."
Spiritual men and scholars can come and go freely without any access control.
Just like Peixiang went to Luopo Mountain to talk to Zhu Lian, or to lay the groundwork, there are indeed many genealogy monks in his own country of Fox who are used to spending money and wine, and feel that compared with the prosperity of the world in the past,
The busy traffic in the country is too boring now. They each occupy a place in the Fox Kingdom. The spiritual energy between the world and the dojo mansion where they are located has indeed doubled, but the Fox clan is different from ordinary Qi practitioners after all. They regard the road as dangerous.
The world of mortals is rolling around, but the Fox clan regards it as the second place where they can hone their Taoist heart.
Even Peixiang, who had gotten the answer earlier, actually didn't understand what the young mountain owner, the "Emperor" of the Fox Kingdom, was thinking, leaving such a huge cornucopia and not managing it properly, he even closed the mountain.
If you don't make money, what's the point? Is it possible that Chen Shanzhu, who is said to be young, is really an old-fashioned and pedantic Taoist?
After talking to Zhu Lian, Peixiang learned about Shanzhu Chen's good intentions.
No matter what, there is a sweetness after suffering in this world, just believe it once.
Peixiang is willing to believe in Chen Ping'an and Luo Lo Shan. To be precise, she still believes in Zhu Lian.
Chen Ping'an said to himself: "Since there is a protagonist in the book, there is also a villain who does all kinds of evil. Or just because he is on the opposite side of the protagonist and the two sides are in different camps, he is still not lovable."
Xie Gou rubbed his mink hat, eager to try, and said in high spirits, "Being a villain? Or the biggest behind-the-scenes villain?! Master of the mountain, I'm good at this!"
Now that he has become the second-ranking priest, if he is promoted further, he must be the chief priest. Wouldn’t that mean he is on an equal footing with Chang Ming, who is the head priest?
Guo Zhujiu patted the back of Xie Gou's hand and reminded him: "You are a rebel who only plans to usurp the throne. You are not yet capable of being a big villain with a deep city and all kinds of tricks."
Xie Gou grinned.
The old owner of his serial number probably wouldn’t think so?
Xie Gou glanced at his mountain master. There was a poem in the book. There were so many tourists on the lake, how many of them had their eyes on the green mountains. Hey, how many of them had their eyes on the green shirts.
Chen Pingan said: "You all board the ship with Peixiang and continue to use your genealogical identity as a monk from the Fox Kingdom. I will visit Damuguan later."
Guo Zhujiu asked curiously: "Master?"
Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "Become a villain."
Xie Gou geared up, "Okay, this is a good thing, Mountain Master, shouldn't the villain have a helper around him?"
Guo Zhujiu said: "That's just a small villain who was beaten to death by a casual punch from the protagonist. A mid-villain who loses in a battle of wits and courage with the protagonist is not interesting. A big villain like Master doesn't need help."
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Qingming Tianxia, Qizhou, Xuandu Temple.
Last time Wu Shuangjiang came to visit and took the initiative to reveal his cultivation in the Fourteenth Realm. Sun Daozhang knew what he meant. Of course, Wu Shuangjiang was a very smart person. He knew what Sun Daozhang meant without saying anything.
Although the enemy on both sides is the same person, I, Sun Huaizhong, will not join forces with you, Wu Shuangjiang.
Xuanduguan and Sui Chugong will not become allies.
Xuandu Temple was in the hands of Guanzhu Sun's senior sister Wang Sun, and gradually developed a good habit, a fine tradition that made Qing Ming's world turn into disgrace, "giving a certain fellow Taoist the opportunity to single out a large group of people."
But this time, Taoist Sun from Xuandu Temple decided to go on a trip alone to have a true duel.
today.
There was a wooden frame in the house, and there was a washbasin, which was filled with water. The old Taoist moved a stool and sat down, took off the Taoist hairpin, untied the bun, held the soap locust in his hand, and started to wash his hair.
At first, he exchanged a few words with the person at the door, but she didn't say anything, so the old Taoist priest shut up, so as not to annoy his senior sister who was always impatient.
Wang Sun sat silently on the threshold.
The senior sister, who still looks like a girl, has her back to the older-looking junior brother in the room.
She knew she was sad. But when she stretched out her fingers to wipe the corners of her eyes, there were no tears.
It is not good to have a clear and transparent Taoist heart since childhood. When others are heartbroken, you will remain silent but heartbroken, or burst into tears with tears on your face.
But she could only look at herself and ask herself why she couldn't break her heart.
She asked: "Xiao Sun, can't you not go?"
This time it was the room's turn to be quiet and silent.
She was silent for a moment and then asked: "Can't we leave later? For example, wait until I reach the Fourteenth Realm?"
The old man in the room laughed softly and said: "Senior Sister has good qualifications and a better Taoist heart. It would be an accident if she did not reach the Fourteenth Realm. It is only a matter of time for Senior Sister to reach the Fourteenth Realm. In this case, it makes no difference if you leave early and leave later. I don't care.
Relieved."
Wang Sun asked: "How about I help you light a life-extending lamp?"
The old man smiled and said: "Although you are the senior sister, I am the master of the temple. Wang Sun, you can tell yourself who you should listen to."
Wang Sun lowered his head and stared blankly into the distance.
The old Taoist priest washed his hair, tied it into a bun again, and fastened the hairpin. The old man rubbed his face with his hands and said with a smile, "I feel refreshed and refreshed after a long time."
Turning to look at the door, the old man smiled and said: "Senior sister, I traveled to Haoran before and once saw a truth in a book, which I thought was very good."
"tell me the story."
"It's like a lamp that burns hundreds of thousands of lamps. Those who are in the dark will become bright, but the brightness will never be exhausted."
"Isn't this Buddhist language?"
"There are principles in the world, and they don't differentiate between schools. It's not just that one family is right and others are unreasonable. Right?"
"That's right."
The old man said: "Actually, the world is pretty good now."
After a pause, the old man added, "But it can be better."
On the border of Ruzhou, in Yingchuan County, a small country, there is a remote Taoist temple called Lingjing Temple.
In the night, a young man wearing a cotton robe and a pair of old cotton shoes pushed open the door of Uncle Chang's house and walked into the house with a swagger.
There is an oil lamp and a plate of peanuts on the table.
The old man glanced sideways at the young man, remained silent, and continued reading his book.
I have to say goodbye after seeing you for thousands of miles.
But it seems too early to say this now.
The old man pushed the plate towards the young man.
Chen Cong stretched out his hand to twist a peanut and threw it into his mouth. He glanced at the old book in Uncle Chang's hand and asked curiously: "I have read it over and over again. How many times have I read it? Is it interesting?"
Uncle Chang said calmly: "Read it a hundred times and you will see its meaning."
Chen Cong was impatient to listen to these empty theories and said with a smile: "Uncle Chang, you have worked hard all day. Are your shoulders sore? Can I rub them for you?"
Uncle Chang said angrily: "Don't do this to me. If you have any trouble, hurry up."
After all, Chen Cong was still a teenager at heart, and joked: "Uncle Chang, we have been living together for so many years, but we haven't even visited relatives, so you are just a relative like me, right? Do you have any valuable items that are kept at the bottom of the box? I
I’m not greedy for you, I just take it out and have a look, it will satisfy your eyes and gain insights.”
Uncle Chang smiled and said: "Anyway, there is only so much room in the house. Just go find it yourself and rummage through the cabinets as you like. If you can find it, it's your skill. As long as it's worth a little money, it's all yours."
Chen Cong lay on the table, frowning, and sighed: "Uncle Chang, our family is so shabby and we can't save much money in the Taoist temple. How will I find a wife in the future?"
Uncle Chang suppressed his laughter and said: "If you dare to find one here, you will be considered to be very capable. This is it."
Chen Cong looked sideways and saw Uncle Chang giving him a thumbs up with a narrow smile on his face.
The young man complained: "The old man is not serious."
The old man stretched out his hand and patted the young man on the head, "How many times have I told you, it's not big or small, no wonder it can't be used as a seed for reading."
Chen Cong continued to lie down, spread his hands, and tapped the table with one hand. He chuckled and said: "The seed of reading? It must be innate. Uncle Chang, if you give me the right words, you hope that I will be as difficult as climbing to the sky."
Should I officially be conferred a Taoist official position, or should I just retreat and get a top score in order to shine on my family? I’ve agreed in advance, but I don’t have the ability, so don’t have high expectations, so as not to be disappointed day by day.
Staring with small eyes and sighing every day, when the time comes, it will annoy you and me, too much, right?"
"Just take things as they come."
The old man looked kind, nodded, picked out the lantern flowers with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I'm not disappointed, that's good."
Chen Cong asked softly: "Uncle Chang, how old are you?"
Uncle Chang glanced at the young man and said with a smile: "I won't die yet."
Chen Cong made a few noises and glared: "Don't talk nonsense. Those who are immortal will live for a long time!"
The old man smiled and nodded.
Chen Cong asked seriously: "Uncle Chang, I heard that wolfberry tea is very nourishing. Do you need it?"
The old man smiled and raised his palm, waving to the young man. Being so filial, he stretched his head over to help you.
Chen Cong was not stupid and said: "Uncle Chang, I really have a problem recently. I'm a little confused and can't figure it out."
Uncle Chang put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "Tell me about it."
Chen Cong said: "The book says that a real man should sweep the world and keep everything in one room? But the book also says that if you don't sweep the whole house, how can you sweep the world? Isn't this a fight between truth and truth? Which one is right, and who can win?"
Uncle Chang smiled and said: "One is talking about the heart, and the other is talking about the things. If you think it is the truth that is competing in the arena, you are not good at reading. You are studying to death. You can't blame the ancients."
Chen Cong frowned, "That's so absurd? Let me give you an example. If it were you, would you have the ambition to clean up the world first, or would you clean the house first?"
The old man said meaningfully: "I can clean the house."
Chen Cong laughed loudly and jumped up, "Uncle Chang, you said this yourself, so why do you blame me for being lazy every day? It's unreasonable. Uncle Chang, continue to help me clean the Taoist temple tomorrow.
, I can take a nap."
The old man was so angry that he stood up, ran to grab a broom in the corner, and pretended to beat the kid.
The young man had already run out the door, raised his legs high, ran slowly, turned around and smiled.
Chang Bo held the broom in his arms, stood at the door, looked at Chen Cong, and laughed and called him a brat.
This is the true character of a young man.
Cui Chan, the embroidered tiger in the world, once personally smashed the Taoist heart of his junior disciple into pieces.
The old man glanced at the sky, looked away, and looked at the young man's back, "Junior Brother, it will rain soon."