Night sailing on the sea, wandering duckweeds, and a life of clouds and water.
Looking through his memory is like flipping through a book to search for historical materials. Chen Ping'an opened some memories of the summer palace, but soon closed the book again and looked down at a Lingxi City with a pure Tao Qi.
Although Lingxi City is one of the four middle cities, it occupies a relatively small area. However, the palaces, pavilions, pavilions, waterside pavilions, and neighborhood gardens are all exquisite. The previous city lord had very little control over his own territory and only had to follow a few bottom lines for night sailing.
According to the rules, the "natives" of Lingxi City do not have any additional laws to abide by. Lingxi City and Toutiao City both happen to have the surname Li, but the scenery and customs in the city are two extremes. The newly appointed female city owner disembarked from the ship, and was only accompanied by the elder.
A silver-eyed boy with antlers.
Before taking a boat to Fuyao Island, Chen Ping'an had already met with some of the people in charge of the city. After all, he was in charge of Lingxi City. This move was part of the purpose of the question and could not be avoided.
After meeting each other, Chen Ping'an felt that these literati, who were well-read in poetry and could talk in a coherent manner, were too elegant, while they felt that this disciple of the literary sage with the title of a hidden official was too vulgar.
Although they are not disgusted with each other, the atmosphere is not harmonious. According to the script and the play, it is absolutely impossible for one person to bow his head and the other person to greet him with his shoes.
At that time, Chen Ping'an spoke relatively little, but Xiao Mo, who had been reading the books of sages when he arrived at Luo Po Mountain, accompanied those romantic figures who talked endlessly about literature and poetry, chatting about Taoism, power struggles, the world's orthodoxy and
The ups and downs of political dynasties in the past, when it comes to the "teachers and friends" that Ya Sheng has always emphasized, how should a true Confucian scholar get along with a righteous king and treat him as a friend, but the king must serve his teacher. Xiaomo also asked them for advice, why
As the leader of the Confucian Temple, Master Dong only respected Confucianism and insisted on dethroning hundreds of schools of thought, but he wanted to use the word "Heaven" to suppress the emperor and the king? Why did Master Han, the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple, say that the king of a country only needs to rule by the arch? In the end
Xiao Mo asked them again, what did Master Bai Yujinglu say when he said, "Taoism will tear the world apart" like a prophecy, and what did he mean?
Afterwards, Xiao Mo was a little worried, whether he would be too open-minded and cause the young master to have a bad impression with them. After all, Chief Zhou once said that in today's world, you must be careful when chatting with scholars without official status.
Keep brewing, otherwise you will easily be resented if you fail to say one or two sentences correctly. But Chen Ping'an smiled and said it's okay, we won't stay in Lingxi City for a long time, we are full of copper stench, and we don't dare to do anything involving money here.
Since your business is worthless, just treat these elegant people who are good at conversation with due courtesy and keep a respectful distance.
Liu Xianyang and the others returned to the Hongqiao Corridor hanging in the sky and said with a smile: "It's really a great experience. It's the first time outside the book that I saw so many living gods who are burdened by fame. Gouzi is well-informed and has solid knowledge.
, she could tell at a glance that they were half-learners who were dragged back into the book and imprisoned in the text. It is said that this magical power was first developed by Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou."
"Gou Zi also said that in ancient times, both Taoist priests and scholars were very ambitious in learning. Every word and line was like a yellow bell and a big Lu. Unlike now, eggplants beaten by frost are like autumn insects.
, exuding a sour smell of a small family. Tens of thousands of years ago, the sages and scholars studied heaven and man and created words. Mr. Sanshan and Jiuhou carefully observed all the images. It seemed that there was a wild monster who specialized in studying the world of heaven and earth.
All the melody. It seems that it is the great monster of the fourteenth realm who later changed his name to Lu Fayan in the wild world, but unfortunately he was eaten?"
"Gouzi praised the masters behind this ship. They are very talented and talented. They are able to learn from everyone's strengths. They borrowed a little from here and stole a little from there. The night sailing ship has what it is today, with an archives.
Similar."
Having said this, Liu Xianyang clasped his fists and shook his head, "Gouzi, it's okay, it's okay."
The girl in the mink hat smiled brightly and returned the salute with her fists clasped, "Brother Liu, where are you?"
Liu Xianyang continued to shake his fist, "Here, here."
As expected of Lingxi City, both sides looked at each other. Xie Gou, hahaha. Liu Xianyang, hahaha.
Chen Ping'an glanced at Xiao Mo, who had a smile on his face. He went out and his Taoist monk looked like a fool. You don't care?
Xiao Mo obviously didn't want to care about it. Xie Gou and Liu Jianxian had the same personalities, and they were both very generous, so they naturally fell in love at first sight. They had already made an appointment on the way here. As long as the mountain master's wife didn't mind losing her status, Xie Gou would
Let's be bridesmaids together.
Xie Gou laughed and said: "The mountain master has fallen into a beauty's nest."
Liu Xianyang wiped his mouth and nodded: "I didn't come in vain. I didn't come in vain."
This Hongqiao was built within the palace. There were many female officials patrolling everywhere. They had curved eyebrows and plump cheeks, graceful figures, flowing trains and long sleeves. They were pink, white and dark green. They carried palace lanterns made of white paper and bamboo strips, with famous words and phrases written in red ink on the paper.
, accompanied by a few lines of graceful annotations in small regular script.
The residents of the city, in history, were not prominent people who held high positions in temples and dynasties, and advanced and retreated from hundreds of officials. They were all depressed and unsuccessful people with different talents and fates. Now they have become poor and lonely people living in remote rivers and lakes.
.
Chen Ping'an was going to look at some secret files behind closed doors, and Xiao Mo followed. Liu Xianyang said he wanted to talk to Gou Zi about something, and Xie Gou tilted his mink hat, eh?
Of course, Chen Ping'an would not occupy the magpie's nest in the previous palace residence of the city lord. This kind of thing still needs to be discussed to avoid suspicion.
Although he, the city lord, has a code name, he can already access a considerable number of documents according to the regulations on night sailing.
Chen Ping'an put a bowl of glutinous rice wine on the table and treated it as a drink with anecdotes.
For no reason, I remembered that the boat trip across the sea that started from Hanging Mountain was a treasure-eating whale that owned several ancient broken secret realms.
It seems that Lu Tai is now following Zhang Fenghai and creating a new sect. Chen Ping'an is kneeling down to understand this process. Lu Tai, who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos, must be provoking and fanning the flames. As for Lu Tai
Why do these self-established Qingming Taoist officials cross the world at this time and choose to travel in the wilderness? It is probably a sign of proving their innocence? At the same time, let's sit back and watch, and then decide which side to bet on?
Chen Pingan took out a rough geographical map of Kan, with his hands in his sleeves, and his eyes wandered uncertainly on the map. The names of the mountains and rivers here have the same names as several worlds. Chen Pingan had an idea, stretched out his finger, and clicked on the map.
After a while, he said to himself: "Just choose this place to stay. How many years will you be able to practice Taoism?"
It is a mountain range. The mountain is called Di Lung and its ancient name is Zhong Nan.
Liu Xianyang and the girl in the mink hat walked out of the Hongqiao corridor and continued to climb up to look far into the distance. They came to the top of the high-rise building, where bells were ringing under the eaves and the wind was blowing.
Liu Xianyang leaned on the railing and said with a smile: "Bai Jing, since we are friends now, I will open the skylight and speak frankly. Do you mind?"
The girl in the mink hat grinned and said: "Maybe Bai Jing will mind, but Xie Gou definitely doesn't matter. Just tell me, whether it's reasonable or not, I'll listen to it."
Liu Xianyang nodded and said straight to the point: "Since you are the owner of the pair of weijia and the temporary guardian who replaced Xiaomo, why did Chen Ping'an encounter several dangerous sneak attacks that cannot be traced back to the source when he was in retreat at the Fuyaolu Dojo?
Lend this armor to Chen Ping'an for self-defense? Is it because the armor is of such high grade and so well-dressed that you can't take it off after you put it on?"
Xie Gou blinked his eyes and answered the question, "Does Liu Jianxian even know such secrets? In the wilderness, in the mountains, or in the outer world, I have never sacrificed this thing, let alone boasted to anyone that I own this treasure.
Who did Liu Jianxian hear it from? Master Chen? It can’t be him, the Master never does anything that makes things difficult for others. Xiaomi, it’s even more impossible. Could it be Tongye Suqingtong with that big mouth?”
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "The mountain people have their own clever tricks and can know people's affairs throughout the ages."
Xie Gou held up his mink hat and said: "I won't beat around the bush, I won't beat around the bush, I'll just tell you straight. Before I came to the wilderness, I made an agreement with Mr. Bai. When he fought with the young master to death, I
He had to rush back to help fight in the wilderness. Mr. Bai spoke cheerfully, saying that he would crawl over even if he was half dead. Bai Jing had a weird temper and was moody, but it was the most important promise. Once he broke the promise, he would feel guilty for a long time. This feeling was too uncomfortable.
I don’t want it to happen a second time. The weft armor I’m wearing is one of my trump cards. It’s not the kind of life-and-death battle that requires risking one’s life. It’s best not to show up, lest someone be careful. Prepare early for a fight. Realm
They are similar and have equal power, it just depends on who has more killer tricks."
Xie Gou snapped his fingers and said, "Before giving the real reason, I first invite Liu Jianxian to read some interesting almanacs."
In Liu Xianyang's heart lake, there were waves of turbulent waves without any warning, and along with the roar, hanging portraits suddenly erected on the lake surface.
Some of the pictures were blurry, but they all contained great spiritual meaning. Even Liu Xianyang had to steady his mind and condense a mustard seed of his mind to hold his breath and look inside, so as not to disturb his Taoist mind.
Some of them were seen by Bai Jing with her own eyes, and some were imagined by her. Different armors, different owners.
The Forger, one of the Twelve Highest Rankers in ancient times, based on the armor worn by one of the Five Supreme Beings, created three sub-genuine artifacts. Among them, the divine armor "Great Frost" was used during the battle to ascend to the sky.
It shattered and fell to the ground. The ancestor of the military strategist collected it and barely restored it to its original appearance. He secretly teamed up with one of the top ten giants in ancient times, her two direct disciples, spent countless material and resources to extend the Great Frost Armor, and finally successfully cast and forged it.
The three different shapes of "ancestral" armor are the "predecessors" of the three types of military armor pills in later generations. Therefore, the Jingwei armor, Jinwu armor and Shenren Chenglu Oujia are actually all fakes in a sense.
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "I am a kiln worker who makes porcelain. So the three armors, including the big frost armor, are official imitations. Later, the armors imitated by the ancestors of military strategists are civilian kilns?"
Xie Gou randomly appeared in Liu Xianyang's heart lake and gave a thumbs up, "This is a good metaphor."
Since today's topic started because of Sutra Armor, Liu Xianyang of course paid more attention to it. Looking at the appearance and attire of the characters on the hanging statue, Sutra Armor first came to the Western Buddhist country. Liu Xianyang asked: "It was worn by the eminent monk Shenqing."
Already?"
Xie Gou shook his head, "Whether Monk Chicken Soup is the owner of the Suit Armor, it's hard to say without having met him. But I can be sure that at least Monk Chicken Soup is not wearing Sutra Armor. He doesn't need it, otherwise it will be useless. In the battle to reach heaven,
On a certain main attack route, the ancient heaven once opened an offensive sword array, with trillions of flying swords, majestic torrential rain, and many stars were poked into sieves, and even directly crushed into powder on the spot. Liu Xianyang, do you think we are like this?
How does the Qigong Master deal with such a disaster?"
"There was the first Taoist priest in the world. Seeing this scene, he did not retreat but advanced. He quickened his pace and climbed up quickly, deliberately keeping a distance from all living beings. He came out of the yang god and walked into the yin god. The Taoist law was boundless. He had the universe in his sleeves and gathered his flying sword.
Countless, reversed Yin and Yang, turned them into their own use, threw out flying swords from one sleeve, created dazzling rivers of stars, and used force to attack the strong.
"Taoist priests recite precepts like songs, but they still never forget to preach."
"There was also a monk who had attained enlightenment under the bodhi tree. Following him, he took off an old piece of mended clothing and threw it away, covering the sky and the earth. The flying swords stabbed the clothes, making a sound like a beating.
drum."
"The monk's divinely pure and undefeated golden body is the most important thing to trace back to his origins and recognize his ancestors. Therefore, this old monk, who is said to best understand the origin of the ancestor's coming from the west, does not need to wear sutra armor at all."
Xie Gou jumped on the railing, sat down, leaned forward slightly, put his fists on his knees, "Oh, that swordsman leader who is one of the ten ancient heroes, has a profound Tao Qi in both offense and defense, and is stronger than all of us swordsmen.
To be even more powerful, he almost never speaks, his Taoist roots are mysterious and unknown, he climbs high with his sword, and defeats all the 127 formations set up in the heaven. His true body, one on the left and one on the right, is this
People are responsible for clearing all obstacles on the roads on both sides."
Liu Xianyang looked strange.
Xie Gou looked complicated and murmured: "Can you imagine that in the entire human world, all sentient beings feel the emotions in their hearts, as if... incense is lit everywhere, but they no longer pray to the gods, but instead hold in their hearts
A common hope.”
On the way to the sky, there was a huge crowd of scholars. From the earliest position in the center, they soon became the front line of the battle, fighting one after another and dying generously.
After a long silence, Liu Xianyang couldn't help but ask: "May I ask, where is the Taoist ancestor in this battle?"
Xie Gou smiled and said: "It's the same as before, how can it be the same? He will always live in isolation, more like a god than a god. In the past, there was a preaching without any sectarian views, and the ancient Taoist priests' team was winding like a long dragon.
In the mountains and rivers of the earth, he hung on the tail of the team from a distance. When he completely broke up with the ancient gods and started a war, Daozu was still walking at the back. Naturally, it was not that Daozu was timid, nor was it because Daozu was weak. It was just because we all practiced
All the spirit warriors know it very well, and it must and can only be done by him... to make the final decision and determine the outcome!"
Xie Gou's eyes sparkled, "In terms of origin, the most cowardly, selfish and mediocre people in later generations have the blood of ancient heroes flowing through them."
Xie Gou grinned, "But now, everyone is comparing themselves to my father, who my master is, and how much money the family has. It's so annoying."
Liu Xianyang laughed it off.
Xie Gou's face turned cold, "It's because I have seen with my own eyes those magnificent people who sacrificed their lives."
"So I think the world today is so disappointing."
"Taoist Lu Yan once said that a certain kind of wine would never be touched by anyone in rich places, but would only be sold in poor and cold places. The surface of the newly brewed wine is green and lovely, and the dregs float like ants. Ha, I am greedy as soon as I hear it. Yes. Let’s take a chance.”
At this point, Xie Gou withdrew those scrolls and "went back to the topic."
Wearing sutra armor is like occupying a dojo in an infinite world. Even if the two parties are obviously close at hand, they will still be in a situation far away. To attack with magic and find the owner wearing sutra armor, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. , so wearing sutra armor, for the Qi Refiner, although there is no increase in killing power, it is equivalent to being in an invincible position and the best way to save one's life.
It is said that if a Qi practitioner wears this armor, as long as he does not go to the Confucian Temple Gong De Lin, Bai Yu Jing, Xi Ling Mountain, and the Sword Qi Great Wall, he will take the initiative to start a fight. In addition, even if one or two of the Fourteenth Realm have murderous intentions and are willing to join forces to kill, I am afraid that It also gives me a huge headache, how to accurately find a certain grain of sand in the Ganges River?
As for Weijia, it is said that the greatest advantage is that it allows the owner of the armor to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth all the time. There is no bottleneck in the quantity, and there is no worry about overflowing.
Xie Gou explained: "Sword repairman Bai Jing can wear it all year round, Xiao Mo can borrow it for a few days, and Liu Xianyang can wear it once when he encounters a life-and-death fight with a low chance of winning, but Chen Ping'an is not suitable. Originally Even if we are evenly matched in a tug-of-war, it is easy to lose. Even if I dare to borrow it, will Chen Pingan dare to wear it? The mountain master will not dare."
Liu Xianyang nodded and said, "If you say that, I understand."
Xie Gou's eyes were full of resentment, and he said: "Brother Liu, if you can ask this question, it means you really treat me as a friend. Don't worry, I don't feel aggrieved at all..."
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Although I was born poor, I have blindly believed since I was a child that I was born to be rich and prosperous, and I will definitely have a great future. Therefore, I can't bear the slightest grievance. I don't have much money in my pocket, so I have to do it first." Make your face and pomp clear. Before and after you started working as a kiln worker in your hometown, you seemed to be able to get along with everyone, but you didn’t have many real friends. But as long as you recognized them as friends, you would be able to talk easily, and there would be some awkwardness between friends. , it’s nothing, misunderstandings are fake wine, grievances are rotten food, don’t leave these things behind. Just say that when I was a teenager, I broke up with Chen Pingan several times. With his stubborn temper, he was willing to Why don't you give in to me and apologize? Every time, don't I shamelessly go to his place to have a laugh and ease the relationship again? On your side, I first invite you to be Qianyue's bridesmaid, and then I ask you this question. I'm just ready to cause trouble."
Xie Gou wowed, "If you say that, I understand!"
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Gouzi, whoever thinks we are fools is a real fool!"
Xie Gou nodded vigorously with a straight face, "That's necessary. Today's world is complicated. If you are not smart, you can't achieve anything. Being too smart is also bad. Like us, it's just right, haha, great wisdom."
Liu Xianyang echoed: "The golden mean is as wise as foolish."
She immediately became worried, "Brother Liu, will Xiao Mo be jealous if we have such a happy chat?"
Liu Xianyang said: "Why don't we return to Aquarius Continent and pretend that we don't know each other? Or just pretend that we haven't reached an agreement today, which will hurt the harmony and make brothers and sisters with different surnames turn against each other?"
Xie Gou stroked his paws and smiled, "What a wonderful plan!"
Xie Gou came back to his senses and asked doubtfully: "Why did Brother Liu break up with the mountain master so many times back then? I think the mountain master's behavior was not like this when he was young?"
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "He has always been the same, there is no difference. But I have a bad mouth, and I have never been taboo about talking. I spend money like water. I have no money after paying off the bills at the end of the month. I always put my head first and not my bottom when I do things.
Ping An's attentive and cautious temperament never listens to my advice. Who can stand it after so many times?"
Xie Gou became more and more confused, "Brother Liu is quite proud?"
Liu Xianyang asked: "Isn't it worth being proud of?"
Just when Xie Gou wanted to express her heartfelt agreement, her expression changed slightly, she hurriedly said "diarrhea" and ran away.
While waiting for an opportunity to hide, Xie Gou secretly slandered a certain disciple of the old blind man who opened and closed the door. When you were on your study tour, you just read your sages' books carefully. You always asked people if Pei Qian was the princess who lived among the people.
What to do?!
Liu Xianyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He originally wanted to ask Xie Gou. According to her description, were the Fourteen Realms and Earth Immortals in ancient times too powerful?
In just an instant, Liu Xianyang felt something was wrong and squinted his eyes in one place, ready to hand over the sword at any time.
On the sea, someone was able to catch up with the night ship. The burly man stretched out his hand to open the formation and strode into it. When he landed, the ship's hull shook violently, and hundreds of feet of waves arose on the nearby sea surface.
The man looked around and said with a smile: "Master, you don't have to show up to entertain the guests. I'll find someone to chat with for a few words, and you don't need to show up as if you are facing a powerful enemy."
Chen Pingan did not get up, but looked up at the door.
The burly man pushed open the door and entered with such majestic momentum that the view inside the house was like a mountain moving sideways.
He said a few words at once, which made Chen Ping'an's eyelids tremble slightly.
"Zhou Mi is too impatient."
"It's time for me to come out."
The group of great demons, Bai Jing, Wumingshi, Li Gu, etc., who had been sleeping for thousands of years, all followed the ancestor of the military strategist and started a vigorous war again.
The first battle in ancient times was called Dengtian, united as one. The second battle was actually an internal conflict. At that time, almost the entire demon clan chose to bet on one person.
According to Old Man Yang's disparaging statement, it was an internal conflict with uneven distribution of spoils.
After conquering the "heaven", giving rewards according to merit, and sitting around eating fruits, few people are satisfied with the result.
Although Xiao Mo always liked to ask people about swords, he never got involved in these meaningless disputes of interests.
Chen Ping'an changed the subject, "Over at Quanjiao Mountain, I heard Xiao Mo say that senior has just visited Qingming World."
The man picked a chair and sat down on his own, saying: "Get back some things that should belong to me, and then find a friend to reminisce about old times. I thought that after drinking, I would go to Yashan to meet the so-called number one.
Master Lin, who is the best martial artist in the world. I never thought that my old friend’s dojo would remain the same, but things would have changed. My old friend always behaved in a sophisticated way, and had already planned for his death. After thousands of years of long-term preparations, finally
It's easy for a fourteenth-level monk to take advantage of him. His power is similar to that of the founding master. I originally wanted to give him some advice because I missed the friendship with his ancestor, but that Shanfeng family is really in a mess, from top to bottom.
, there are not many good ones inside and outside. If my old friend knew something, I'm afraid the coffin board wouldn't be able to cover it. So I held my temper and talked to him for a few words, never thinking that the guy was a bit ignorant.
Lai, in turn, he was sarcastic and made strange remarks. With my temper, how can I tolerate him? The two parties agreed, verbally concluded a life and death agreement, and had a fight. Who would have expected that it would be a fourteenth realm, even if it was freshly baked, in the wine
The stuff that has been mixed with water is actually so weak and vulnerable."
Chen Ping'an didn't say anything.
The man laughed loudly, "His dojo seems to be incompatible with martial arts. Whenever he mentions pure martial arts, he will say "Martial arts are all about hard words." As a result, the martial arts masters in a state heard that he had reached the fourteenth realm.
They all went to other states, but from this it can be seen that the warriors of Yizhou are indeed disgraceful. It is no wonder that these Taoist officials and immortal masters look down on the warriors. It is just that it is absolutely wrong and absolutely wrong to make a life and death agreement, and still ask questions in a weird way.
I said, "What do you think of my comments about martial artists? What does this have to do with you fellow Taoist?"
The man narrowed his eyes and smiled, and asked: "Chen Ping'an, do you think it's none of my business?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Put yourself in your shoes, if I were a senior, I would probably reply, 'Yes, yes, you are right. My fellow Taoist has great advice. Everything you said is right."
The man then laughed heartily and rubbed the handle of the chair with his palm, "Fellow Daoist Bixiao is right, this guy is a thief and a thief. He is indeed very experienced and is a good material for learning martial arts."
Chen Pingan said: "Senior, when you have free time, you can go see Cao Ci. I believe you will not be disappointed."
The man nodded and said, "I've seen it before, and it's much more pleasing to my eye than you."
Chen Ping'an choked on his words for a moment.
The man said: "The price has been negotiated in advance. The purpose of my boarding this time is to inspect and pick up the goods."
Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, "It should be so."
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A wild world.
Deciduous foreign tree.
There are four Guixu passages connecting the two worlds, namely the Tuiji in the East China Sea, the Shenxiang in the South China Sea, the Sunset in the West Sea, and the Tianmu in the North Sea.
Located in the wilderness of Siguixu, the distances between them are far away. Therefore, the Middle-earth Confucian Temple has arranged a large number of top combat forces to sit in the four places that can be called "death places".
At the same time, Haoran opened up three huge ferries in the northern part of the wild world, named Bingzhu, Zouma and Dimai.
The military strategists have made a rough estimate that Haoran Jiuzhou will use 30% of its strength to defend against the invasion of the wild demon tribe. Now it will use 70% of its strength to attack the wild world.
On the Confucian Academy side, a large number of great gentlemen and gentlemen who have obtained the title of "gentleman" are already on the front line of the battlefield at the exit of Guixu.
In addition, some gentlemen and a large number of sages from the academy "walked" on the two ferries to gain experience.
On the side of the Ruins of the Wild Sun, in addition to Su Zi, the top combat forces include Liu Qi, a newly promoted fourteenth realm monk, Song Changjing, the coach of the Great Li cavalry, and Zhang Tiaoxia, who has already reached the first level of the realm, but there is Zhang Tiaoxia with the Taoist name Long Bo.
, as well as the leader of Tongyezhou Yugui Sect, Sword Immortal Wei Ying, Zhijie Warrior Wu Shu and others.
Although Su Zi is still in the Ascension Realm and Liu Qi is in the Fourteenth Realm, Su Zi is still the person in charge here.
Today we have visitors visiting. They are two Taoist priests who traveled here together. The middle-aged Taoist priest is wearing a yellow robe and long beard, and the old Taoist priest is wearing a green robe and a crane cloak. They seem to be very different in age.
After telling him the reason at the checkpoint, Su Zi soon laughed heartily, left the temporary office, and walked quickly towards the Taoist priest with an immortal air, hugged him and said happily, "Brother Zijing! We have not seen each other for many years, and we meet again in the clouds."
Water room."
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "I'm very lucky."
This long-bearded Taoist priest is named Yang Shichang, also named Zijing. His Taoist temple is located in Kongtong Mountain. The Taoist priest has a face like a crown of jade and a purple bamboo flute at his waist.
In the autumn of a certain year, during his official career, Su Zi went on a night boat trip with his friends and wrote a poem to record it, which became a well-known poem.
In the boat, Su Zi buckled down and sang loudly. There was a guest who was playing the flute, and he sang along with them. Friends talked about mysteries together, washed cups and drank more wine. The cups and plates were in a mess, and pillows were scattered around each other. They didn't know how white the east was...
Su Zi seemed to be pointing out something and said with a smile: "Brother Zijing, we are now at the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm. Since you are at the key point of cultivating the Tao, why bother wading into muddy waters and risking yourself."
Yang Shichang smiled and said: "Brother Su, why do you ask questions knowingly? To put it more vulgarly, the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm seems to be no better than the bottleneck of the Ascension Realm?"
Su Zi said: "It is true that I am admiring Buddhism. After all, I am a Confucian disciple. There are some things that I must do my duty."
Yang Shichang said: "Su Zi is a scholar, how can a poor Taoist not study?"
Su Zi laughed loudly, "You can make an exception for Brother Zijing and go have a drink!"
The last time the world was in chaos, there were many Taoist priests like Cao Rong, the Lingfeiguan Tianjun of Aquarius Island, who came down from the mountain during the troubled times and retired after the war was settled.
In the past, when the front line was pushed all the way to Jinjiazhou in the north by the barbarian army, there were seven or eight Taoist priests with amazing Taoist power. They were everywhere in the south, killing monsters in all directions and killing monsters when they encountered them, which put a lot of pressure on the rear of the barbarian rear. Especially in the last battle,
Five Taoist priests actually directly raided a military tent station, shattering an entire Dayue Mountain Range, and eventually forced the military tent to relocate to another location due to heavy battle damage.
And among this group of Taoist priests, there were only two left.
The last time there was a meeting at the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, an invitation was sent out, but the two Taoist priests refused to go.
The taciturn green-robed Taoist priest said: "Su Zi, are the formations so complicated?"
Su Zi suppressed his smile and nodded: "The Confucian Temple has long required that the large formations at the major ferries must be able to withstand the full force of the monsters in the Fourteenth Wilderness Realm."
The reason couldn't be simpler. As long as you can block the attack of the wild monster, the Fourteenth Realm of Haoran will take action.
The green-robed Taoist priest nodded and said, "Although I am not good at catching and killing enemies, I can still contribute my little to this formation."
Su Zi bowed in salute and said with a smile: "Thank you in advance. I'm very grateful. But this requires three or four people from the Confucian Temple to nod."
The formations are interlocked, and one move affects the whole body. It involves the safety of millions of people around the ferry. We must be careful and careful. Therefore, the addition, deletion or replacement of each formation link will affect the ferry directors including Su Zi.
, all need to report the detailed situation to the Chinese Confucian Temple. Liu Qi once said with a smile that the so-called three or four people actually meant that two or three people expressed their stance, and the real key behind the scenes was just one person saying whether it was okay or not.
The green-robed Taoist priest didn't take it seriously and looked at him indifferently, saying calmly: "It should be so."
Pindao traveled to Baidi City among the colorful clouds in the past, and had the honor to discuss the foundation of the formation with Mr. Zheng.
Not long ago, a group of academy disciples came here to practice. They had been at Zouma Ferry earlier to help with the general affairs.
Among the team was a young Confucian scholar named Li Huai, who came from Baopingzhou Cliff Academy, one of the seventy-two academies of the Confucian Temple, and his title was Sage.
He was almost surrounded by gentlemen and sages, and he did not appear to be out of the ordinary. On their long journeys, the academy disciples often exchanged knowledge together and discussed the meaning of life and destiny. Li Huai did not take the initiative to speak, but only listened carefully. Occasionally, someone asked him to express his opinion, and Li Huai just
Say you don't understand.
At first, some people mistakenly thought that Li Huai was sincere, introverted, and didn't like to talk, so he only listened but did not speak. After getting along for a long time, they realized that Li Huai... really didn't understand.
But Li Huai is indeed open-minded and eager to learn, so fellow gentlemen and sages will not look down upon Li Huai.
Once the relationship was good, they would each ask about their master's biography. Li Huai only said that the academy's headmaster at that time was Mao Siye, who is now the Liji Academy.
Mao Xiaodong, secretary of the Book of Rites Academy, is now a popular figure in the Chinese Confucian Temple. He is recognized as a rigorous scholar, selfless and persuasive with reason...
Mao Siye, who was transferred to the lineage of Lisheng, stayed in the Chinese Confucian Temple, mainly to assist the former mentor Lisheng in handling large and small affairs. What a coincidence, right?
Regarding this matter, there were some private discussions inside and outside the Confucian Temple and on Haoran Mountain.
I heard it was the idea of the closed disciple?
impossible?
Think it’s impossible? That’s because you’ve never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Is there any doorway here?
Doorway? Hey, there are so many!
…
A short, stooped old man came without saying hello. What was particularly special was that beside the old man, there was a person who should never be here.
They just appeared out of thin air in front of everyone and entered this majestic and heavily guarded city.
Su Zi and several big monks said not to worry about it.
Walking in the city, the man's realm is high enough. If he pays attention, he can see the brilliance of the formation flowing everywhere. The man is amazed, "The defense here is a bit exaggerated. The other places are also at a similar level."
?”
Formations are formed one after another, seamlessly, and there is no concern about conflict between formations. Let me just talk about one of them, that is, the five five-element formations are repeated one after another, which is exquisite and brilliant.
The old man nodded, "In several places, the gap is limited, and it is getting thicker every day. Those monks on the mountain top are all shameless, very keen on comparison, and do not want to lose face. Over there in Haoran Tianxia, there is never any
There is a shortage of strange people and scholars, but now there is no shortage of money from gods and goddesses."
The man asked worriedly: "Fellow Taoist Zhishi, please be honest, if I am beaten up, will you be responsible?"
The old man asked back: "I always don't mean what I say. Do you want another accurate word?"
The man sighed and said, "If I accept you as a Taoist friend, I will be more blind than you."
The old man said: "You have such a bad mouth. Why did you get under Yang Zhi or Guan Yi's skirt before you came here?"
The man is convinced, just shut up.
Nearby, the old man quietly pulled his collar and straightened his sleeves.
The man just felt that his eyes had been opened and his trip was worthwhile.
A member of the Great Li Army, Wailang, was giving a lecture to nearly a hundred people. Holding a painting stick, he reviewed and explained the pros and cons, gains and losses of both sides in a recent battle.
Present here are not only gentlemen and sages from the academy, Qi refiners from hundreds of schools of thought, but also military generals from various continents who are in charge of the army.
There were no empty seats in the "school".
Li Huai sat in the corner by the window, and would write down important points when he heard them.
Although Li Huai was not proficient in arranging troops, he had a small hobby, so he listened to the lectures very carefully.
The skinny old man, with sunken eye sockets, put his hands behind his back, stood on tiptoes outside the window, and "looked" at Li Huai, who was bent over his desk and immersed in writing.
Next to the old man, or to be precise, at his feet, there was a middle-aged man with a strong build. He was leaning against the corner of the wall, grabbing a handful of soil and holding it in his hand, rubbing it slowly.
The old man was quite proud of himself, "I don't have a name. How about my apprentice?"
The middle-aged man who was ridiculed as "nameless" was really puzzled. He let go of his hand, stood up and asked, "What's the 'how'?"
Qualifications for cultivating Taoism? Inborn talent? Divine will and Taoism? This young man is not very good at all.
The old man was too lazy to say anything else.
Li Huai noticed the shadow on the table, looked up, and suddenly saw two more heads outside the window. He was startled. After seeing clearly that it was the old blind man, he put down his pen and rubbed his wrist.
Soon he found that the "sir" teaching the class and several nearby "students" were all looking towards him. Li Huai felt embarrassed and quickly signaled with his eyes that the old blind man should leave quickly. The class is not over yet, you
What are you doing there?
The old blind man said in his heart: "It's okay, we'll wait until you finish class, and it won't hinder the students who dare to speak and listen."
Li Huai became anxious and used the method of concentrating the sound into a line, "Old blind man, please don't talk nonsense."
The old blind man smiled and said: "Okay, okay, you just continue to listen to the class. I am a spectator. The teacher can't chase people away."
Then a handsome man with a willow branch hanging from his waist came here.
The old blind man said nothing. He only raised his hand and ordered to expel the guests.
Unsurprisingly, she was rejected and Liu Qi had to leave silently.
The man smiled and said, "Li Gu is still waiting at your dojo."
The old blind man asked: "Did I make him wait?"
The man is helpless.
Thinking back to those days, the famous Taoist monks from the temple were not as virtuous as they are today, whether in appearance or conversation. How elegant and distinguished they were!
One hundred thousand mountains.
There is no one, standing high and looking far away, lifeless and desolate.
The owner was not at home, so a young wild monster came here alone and sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff.
After the boy was woken up by Bai Ze, the Qiankun bag and the demon-catching gourd were hung around his waist. However, during the last meeting, Xiao Xun used a lame excuse and gave it to Feiran as a share of the money.
Little things that don't matter.
The long wait has not been in vain, after all, I have reached a higher level.
Unlike Yang Zhi and Zhu Yan, those wild monsters who have never slept, Haoran Tianxia knows very little about them.
It is hard to imagine that he and his temple had been together with that group of ancient scholars, and even had a good relationship at the beginning.
For example, Taoist friend Zhici wants to be the second scholar in the world to refine the natal character.
And he has always hoped to build a literal book city, with the king on the back.
Thanks to Wen Hai Zhou Mi who first paved the way and then gave way, the matter was finally accomplished. Now he has replaced the old fox Tong Tian who left the sky and became the master of words in the wild world.
The young man habitually took out a book from his sleeve, and while patiently waiting for someone, he concentrated on reading. He was reading, and his voice was very rhythmic, as if the recitation itself was Taoism.
The taste of books is like rice grains, like delicacies, like glutinous rice wine, like strong wine, and the taste of various schools of thought is like glutinous rice wine.
Thousands of years ago, he and Zhishen were indeed of the same sect, and they wanted to spread the word about the world through books.
As for a certain place in the wilderness not long ago, a demon monk who was good at talismans "accidentally entered" the Haoran Palace. Regarding this careful secret arrangement, the young man was indifferent and just kept observing the flow of cultural fortunes there from a distance.
When the lecture was over, there was an academy sage who was familiar with Li Huai. His hometown was Liuxiazhou. He noticed something strange outside the window and asked softly: "Li Huai, who is it?"
Li Huai was a little embarrassed and explained: "He is my master, the kind from the mountain, not the gentleman from the academy."
The sage didn't ask any more questions, and just said with a sudden look on his face: "Okay, you kid has hidden it quite well."
Li Huai chuckled.
The young sage bowed to the old blind man outside the window, with his hands behind his back. He hesitated for a moment, then nodded in greeting.
After all the students in this classroom had left, the old blind man led the unknown person into it. The master and the disciple sat opposite each other with a desk separated from each other.
Anonymous was still sitting against the wall.
Li Huai asked carefully: "Master, who is this senior?"
The old blind man said casually: "Don't worry about him, he has no name."
The man clasped his fists toward Li Huai and said with a mellow and elegant smile: "Li Huai, I have admired you for a long time. I am so lucky to meet you. I am just a martial artist who can show off my skills and embroider my legs."
Just when Li Huai was about to speak, the old blind man already said: "There is no need to salute, he is not worthy of such a thing."
The man nodded with a smile and helped himself out, "A man doesn't stick to trivial matters and does whatever he wants."
Li Huai said from his heart: "Old blind man, if you keep acting like this, you will have no friends."
The old blind man smiled and said: "I don't have many friends to begin with. Those who are friends will get used to me being like this."
Li Huai clicked his tongue in amazement and gave a thumbs up, "It's awesome, well-reasoned and flawless."
The old blind man smiled and asked: "Would you like to drink?"
Li Huai laughed angrily and said, "Do you want to drink or not?"
The old blind man said: "Good disciple, don't be so rigid all the time. The world is so big that few people care about who belongs to whom."
Li Huai raised his chin, "It makes so much sense, are you going to become a master tomorrow?"
The old blind man said happily: "I can teach you, but they can't bear it."
Li Huai asked: "On the way here, how many kilograms of wine did you drink with the appetizers?"
The old blind man smiled and said: ""
Anonymous crossed his arms across his chest, leaned his head back against the wall, and simply closed his eyes to rest. He was really tired.
I always feel that Li Huai alone can catch people off guard more than Xiao Xun and Bai Jing chatting together.
The old blind man was silent for a moment, then asked abruptly, "Li Huai, when you recognize the master, you are not looking for a backer, right?"
Li Huai opened his eyes wide and asked directly without hesitation: "If I don't look for a backer, why should I look for a master? Ah?"
The old blind man stretched out his withered fingers and scratched his sunken cheek. For a moment, he didn't know how to refute. The disciple's words made perfect sense.
Anonymous wanted to shut down his spiritual consciousness completely and neither see nor listen. I have to admit that the aptitude and courage of this good disciple of fellow Taoist Zhici are inversely proportional to each other.
Li Huai explained: "When I was a child, my mother was my supporter at home. Later, when I traveled far to study, I found Chen Ping'an as my supporter. At Sui Cliff Academy, Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi and others were all my supporters.
Ah. Now that I am worshiping you as my teacher, you don’t want to be my supporter. Should I be your supporter? Old blind man, are you alone in the dojo, with no one to take care of your food and daily life? You are hungry, so tell me here.
Where’s the nonsense?”
The old blind man laughed it off and changed the topic, "Here in Haoran Tianxia, you have a good relationship with the boy named Chen. We are both from the same family and from the same hometown. He has one advantage, that is, he is nostalgic, so I feel more at ease."
Li Huai added, "Young Taoist is not bad either. We have a good relationship."
The old blind man said nothing, as if whenever he mentioned the Taoist title of Young Taoist, he couldn't help but want to pull that Ascension Realm over and step on it a few times.
He continued: "In the colorful world, Nizi Ningyao is like my own junior. Besides, when Chen Xi was young, he once walked a mountain of 100,000 mountains. I gave a few pointers. They were some of Chen Qingdu's
What he can't teach, he can barely teach him something. Of course he has to return this favor, which is not a big or small thing. So when you travel to Colorful World in the future, you can ask Chen Xi to be your backer and accompany you to see the world.
landscape."
Li Huai suddenly showed his characteristic of being a denizen, "That is an old swordsman who has made great achievements in the Sword Qi Great Wall. I don't dare to say this, and I don't have the shame. I will be scared when I meet him."
The old blind man seemed to have expected this, and nodded, "So I have explained the situation to Chen Xi, now Chen Ji of Ascension City, and he said it is no problem. As long as you arrive in the colorful world, he will protect you."
Li Huai coughed and lowered his voice and said, "How do you speak? Don't make us master and apprentice seem to be members of a gang."
The old blind man smiled calmly and said: "The world's conditions are just like those of a bird. They are exactly the same. The old blind man is not that particular."
Li Huai quickly reminded: "I don't want to say this here."
The old blind man continued: "Study and training require traveling thousands of miles. When it comes to the majesty of mountains and rivers, the vast wilderness has its own merits. So I have also made an appointment for you to see more of the scenery here. You can just feel free to travel with them and take the lead.
The Taoist priest named Zhang Fenghai can barely see the New Fourteenth Realm. In addition, one of them is an old friend with Chen Pingan, so there is no need to worry about being isolated and having nothing to talk about. They are on their way here..."
Li Huai said with a smile: "I dare you, the old blind man, to support you here as an orphan. I'm not a prince either."
Anonymous was very speechless.
He and his Taoist fellows from the temple have known each other for more than 10,000 years. It is true that there are not many people who dare to talk to his temple like this sincerely.
The old blind man scratched his face and smiled. He was indeed his apprentice, and his words were heart-warming and pleasant to the ears.
Li Huai couldn't hold it on any longer, so he gradually stopped smiling, looked gloomy, hesitated several times, and finally forced out a smile. Looking at the old man opposite, Li Huai spoke slowly, as if
Talking to himself, asking and answering, "Master, that's what I said, but there are always things that have to be done, and there's nothing you can do about it. Master, can you give me a guarantee that when you're done with your business, you'll come back as soon as you go?"
I went to a place not close by, and I won’t go back to Shiwandashan for a while, but I’ll always come back, right? Master, your realm is so high, you can always do such a small thing, right?”
How could the old blind man say some comforting words? He held it in for a long time, looked at Li Huai for a long time, and then said slowly: "A man stands upright and bleeds without shedding tears."
Li Huai was stunned and speechless.
At the top of the mountain, Li Guo felt a little sad, put away his books, put his hands on his knees, and muttered to himself.
"My generation of Taoists has a heart as pure as glass, and a mind as clear as Taixu."
"If he had spoken wild words, what would he be like in the world if he had not lived for a hundred thousand years."
The road has its shores, and its laws are boundless. Marry yourself with the road, and sacrifice yourself with your body. Walking alone is just generous.
In the turbulent years of ancient times, human Qi practitioners wanted to accomplish their feats in one battle.
Countless Taoist priests gathered in a certain place in the human world almost suddenly, regardless of race, technique, or lineage. They all share the same Taoism with one heart and one mind.
When they were about to ascend to heaven, a handsome man with a fluttering blue robe, disheveled hair, walked up to them, looking extremely airy and unrestrained.
He said to the group of Taoist priests leading the group with the highest realm: "You just need to change places to ascend to heaven, and don't worry about helping other battlefields."
He looked up and said, "This road will be opened by me."
A big demon looked solemn and said: "Zhi Temple, don't act recklessly! It will never work if you act alone! The matter is very important, so don't act on impulse. At worst, you and the rest of us can lead the charge shoulder to shoulder. Follow that It's an old rule, if I die first, you should quickly chew my real body to repair your power and move on..."
A big demon with a long stick on his shoulder was impatient and said with a ferocious smile: "Zhici, who do you think you are? Are you the one at the front of that group of Taoist priests or the one at the back?! Don't block you Yuan Grandpa's way is to either come together or get away."
Zhishi ignored him and didn't even look at him. He just said, "If you want to follow, just follow. Remember not to drag me down when I clear the way."
As he spoke, a majestic Dharma Appearance, a million feet high, appeared on the earth, standing tall in the world. It suddenly rose from the ground and soared into the sky. The majestic Dao Qi showed a blue-purple color, the same color as the sky. The Dharma Appearance was in full bloom. Bright, golden light is bright and dazzling.
A huge dharma image that contains infinite Taoist meanings will disrupt the long river of time wherever it goes.
In the temple of Taoist priests, the red sun is made between the eyebrows, and the moon is shining, floating in the breeze, and the gods and humans are looking up at it.
At that time, all the monster monks were like mayflies in the sky.