The sun is crystal clear, the green color is as clear as the mountain flowers. This sword cultivator walked into the deep mountains and clouds and gradually walked into the uninhabited realm. The stone roads along the way were rugged, the grass and trees were dense, and occasionally saw traces of human power.
The peaks are winding and the dragon ridges are winding, but they are willing to give up a road to the mountain for the stream.
The wooden boards cross the stream are the bridge, and the sword immortals cross the bridge in turn, creaking.
Under the bridge is a soft stream, with calamus clusters on the rocks, and fish swimming in the stream seem to be shocked by the sound of footsteps on the bridge, and they swing their tails suddenly disappeared.
The bridge is a striking new wood with a striking trace. It was obviously someone built it. Sure enough, Gao Shuang discovered a stone tablet, with the inscription saying, "This bridge was built by the leader of the Guo League, and Xie Gou Konghou worked together to build it. Please remember the information about passing customers."
Who is the leader of the League Guo? How do you look at the tone of the inscription? Bai Jing seems to have to be a senior citizen and tell everyone that he is behind the leader of the League Guo and before the guhou?
But this is not the most surprising thing. There are many pebbles next to the stone tablet, which is hard to understand. Could it be that this is the local custom of the Lizhu Cave Heaven?
Qi Tingji smiled and said, "Kumhou is the editor-in-chief of Luopo Mountain, and the leader of Guo is Guo Zhujiu. She is a sword cultivator of the hidden official in the summer palace. She is now Chen Ping'an's personal disciple."
As for what those pebbles mean, Qi Tingji was not sure. He guessed it was the count of the right guardian who patroled the mountain and passed by here? He said thank you? It was just this kind of guess that Qi Tingji felt childish and cute, so he couldn't say anything.
Qi Tingji said: "It is very particular to arrange the seats of your Ancestor Hall in Yinguan. Shao Yunyan's current realm is still too low, and he is an outsider of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so he must not be the sect leader. In both public and private, Chen Ping'an is not suitable to put him in the position of the sect leader, otherwise you will only be more dispersed, and Shao Yunyan will be unable to sit still. But Shao Yunyan is a little stronger than you, and he truly has the greatest sense of identity and belonging to the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect. So he is the deputy sect leader, and it is good for his own sword cultivation and the future of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect."
The sentence of Old Sword Immortal Qi is too low, and the sentence you don’t agree with the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect is really like a stick to sweep a large piece of it.
"Lu Zhi is good at being the sect leader, but not the sect leader."
"When something goes wrong, you can't argue. Go to her to talk about things. Lu Zhi will only ask you with his eyes, what will you do to talk about things with me, the sect leader. What will you do then?"
"Zhu Su is qualified and has a strong sense of fame and fame. In addition to the sect leader and deputy sect leader, the high position of the Zushi Hall is nothing more than the three seats in charge of the rules, chief tribute, and money. She can be one of them and give her enough face."
"Mei Kan is smart, he values real profit, and does not seek fame. The opportunity of a blessed land is actually no different from the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in a portal. It is most suitable for her to run a blessed land with a breeze. If it were Gao Shuang, Huang Ling, you will lose money when you go to housework, but you will definitely not make a lot of money. Don't forget that Chen Ping'an's "fame to become famous" in the Great Wall of Sword Qi is one of the battles of life and death with the original ancestor of the wilderness, and the other is the negotiations between Chunfanzhai and those ship managers. You will only value the former, but Mei Kan cares more about the latter. Therefore, Mei Kan feels happy to get this identity, and the vigilance aroused by his disciple Mei Dandang's sword cultivator's identity as a sword cultivator is a little weaker."
"Jinzi doesn't seek fame or profit on the surface, but he has a bad habit of being a good teacher since he was a child. He was like a primary school student back then. Xuanyang has always had a habit of drinking, chatting and fucking with a sword embryo. When he saw them, he felt itchy and insisted on teaching a few sword techniques before he could stop. In addition to going out of the city to kill monsters, Gao Shuang is actually not generous. Xuanyang is really drinking."
These words are really only appropriate for Qi Tingji.
The only one who suffered a loss seemed to be Mrs. Yang Yan, who was replaced by Mei Dandang and had to be converted into a guest guest.
However, a woman's heart is under the sea, and Mrs. Yang Yan has her own account book. For example, if she feels lost and complains, she will also be complacent and have a thought that will sprout like a willow branch.
The Yin Guan didn't treat me as an outsider either.
The sword immortals suddenly saw a narrow but long waterfall hanging from the air of the mountain armpits, and the boundary was blue like a jade dragon attached to the mountain and resting a hundred feet away.
They stopped to enjoy the scenery, and Huang Ling suddenly reached out to catch a colorful secret letter flying sword. The secret letter was sealed with a seal of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect.
It turned out that Chen Ping'an asked him to secretly go to Jinjiazhou, go to a place called Mangshan, and find a private sword named Zhou Song. As for what he talked about after finding this female ghost fairy, Huang Ling would do whatever he talked about.
Qi Tingji revealed the secret of heaven to them and explained: "Zhou Song was the priest official before Yan State. She was acquaintance with Taoist Taoist Xifenggong, the stinky Chun."
In fact, the private swordsmen don’t know who “Yan Country” is. However, the priest officials on the Great Wall of Sword Qi have almost no sense of existence. Not to mention comparing with hidden officials, even criminal officials cannot compare.
Huang Ling thought about it, "Then I'll be cautious."
From a distance, I saw several giant trees on the top of the mountain, like swords and halberds pointing straight to the sky, all of which were roses climbing the branches and flowers, which were extremely bright and bright. Guo Du immediately returned with the wind and folded a flower to give it to the Taoist couple. Ling Xun was not embarrassed, and he learned from the lady in Dali, walking with a flower in her hair and a woman smiled better than a flower.
Then their vision suddenly became clear, and they saw that the fields were tilted and rice was planted, with high and low spinning, and the shape was very similar to lacquerware carvings.
There is a wooden sign next to one of the leek beds and onion beds with two lines of text written on it: The second seat of Luopo Mountain is dedicated to one of Xiegou’s private dojos.
All the precious productions here are specially provided for Mr. Zhu’s kitchen in Jilingfeng. Outsiders and birds and beasts should not be involved without authorization. Violators may be killed or barbecued.
Jin Zi and Xuan Yang looked at each other and felt speechless. It seemed that Bai Jing really took the lead in Luopo Mountain?
Qi Tingji said: "It is two different things to be a sword cultivator in the Great Sword Qi Wall and be a sword immortal in the sects of Haoran. You must learn to adapt."
"Ning Yao chose Chen Ping'an as the Taoist partner, and the eldest sword immortal chose Chen Ping'an as the last hidden official. I, Qi Tingji, chose to abdicate and let the virtuous serve Chen Ping'an as the sect leader. Since that's the case, you can have some snacks. For Chen Ping'an, the last hidden official who gave you enough respect, the greatest respect."
"I was in the sword worship platform before. Those words from the little girl are really not nice, but I didn't wrongly accuse you, so I still scold you for being so careless."
Qi Tingji didn't say something, but it's a blessing that King Sun Chun had never been to the summer palace, otherwise you would have felt better.
"Since I am not the leader of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, today's chat has reminded you all, and you have finished what you should say or not."
"I'll give you a few words here, just treat it as a farewell gift. Whoever abolishes the public for personal gain in the future, whether it's a quarrel with the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect or Chen Ping'an, will write it off on the golden and jade genealogy, or the gentleman will break up his friendship and will just leave it alone."
"Very good, then you guys will fall into my hands."
"No matter whether you are free and free-spirited and free-spirited cultivators or which sect you have gone to as a guest of honor, Qi Tingji will come to you for theory."
What Qi Tingji implies is that he will send you a ride in person.
Mi Yu and Xing Yun and Liushui walked together, but did not stroll along with Qi Tingji and his mountain. They chose a mountain that had not yet opened any temples and caves. Green bamboos formed a sea of green and there was no road in the bamboo forest. The three sword cultivators stepped on the bamboo sea and raised their shapes and gradually climbed up. If they were wrapped in clouds and rolled clouds and mist, their feet were covered with green. When they arrived at the top of the mountain, there were steep cliffs on three sides, vines and trees were twisted in the walls, and the apes were raking in the way.
They climbed up and looked down at the dust. The mountain top was filled with clouds and mist, and then shone brightly by the sun, which made people feel that the place was full of energy and the emperor's throne.
Mi Yu held his hands in a daze. Xing Yun glanced at Mi Dajianxian and had to admit that this young man really has a good life, but unfortunately, his heart is not strong, otherwise his future would be limitless.
Liu Shui whispered: "Mi Yu, you are a very smart person. I won't nag you about things you have already figured out. Let me ask you something. Have you ever thought about why the eldest sword immortal arranged for you to be responsible for the safety of the new Yinguan, and then he even let you enter the summer palace. In addition to the sorrow Miao is handsome, if Chen Ping'an was not Chen Ping'an, he would have been the Yinguan. So what about you? What is your intention?"
Xing Yun nodded. Liu Shui's words were considered to be the point.
Mi Yu took action angrily above the city and slashed his friend's halberd on the spot. Xing Yun looked at him with admiration the most.
Killing people with a sword is just a derogatory sentence. It seems to be a derogatory sentence, but the local sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi are very clear about the value of this sentence, which is definitely a great compliment!
For example, if Liu Shui suddenly lost his heart and assassinated Chen Ping'an, then Xing Yun's sword was used, he believed that he would never be able to reach Mi Yu's level.
Mi Yu said, "When I was in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I thought the old Sword Immortal thought I was a useless person, but I embroidered pillows, after all, it was a jade pillow. Since it was not helpful on the battlefield, I always had to find something for me to do, which would give my brother some face? You may not believe it. Regarding this matter, I was a big idle person who did nothing in the summer palace and Chunbazhai. In fact, I thought a lot, but I didn't dare to think of an answer."
This answer is both comforting and cruel.
The old sword immortal, I have hope for me, Mi Yu.
Perhaps after Mi Yu entered the fifth realm, his reputation was so bad that many young sword cultivators could not imagine. At the time of the Golden Dan Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm, Mi Yu was a sword cultivator outside the fifth realm of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and he might not even have "outside". He was the sword cultivator who dared to talk to the old sword immortal among all the sword cultivators in the Sword Qi Great Wall. He may not be one of them.
Every time he collects his sword, Mi Yu would go to talk to the old sword immortal, or he was injured and had to go back to recuperate immediately, but he would also grin and look at the figure on the hut on the city.
The young sword cultivator seemed to be asking Chen Qingdu about it.
how?!
Haven't these resumes and feats ever been there. How could Nalan Caihuan and the others admire Mi Yu?
Qi Tingji alone shrank the mountains and rivers and came here in one step.
Xing Yun complained sorrowly that he was also a good person.
Qi Tingji said angrily: "Qi Shou's aunt, you were so hurt by you back then."
Mi Yu whispered guiltily: "Didn't she marry a good family in the end?"
Qi Tingji looked at him sideways.
Old Sword Immortal Qi signaled Mi Da Jian Immortal with his eyes and said loudly.
Mi Yu said with a tough bullet: "I have advised her many times, but she doesn't listen. What can I do?"
Mi Yu didn't dare to say the sentence "The more I persuaded her, the more I felt that I had her in my heart."
He was afraid that Qi Tingji would send him on the way.
Qi Tingji smiled, "After all, I'm a little thin-skinned. I only have the ability to be rogue and romantic, and I don't admit my conscience. What kind of ability can you take me if you don't accept it?"
Mi Yu felt very familiar and suddenly said, "It was similar to the hidden official's words back then, but Old Sword Immortal Qi was a little straightforward, it was better to be implicit than to hide the needle in the cotton."
Words in the world are like wine in the world. If you are not really greedy, you will not drink a pot of bad wine if you don’t drink it. Add some water to a pot of good wine, even if you frown, you still have to drink it.
After a moment of silence, Qi Tingji asked with a smile: "Mi Yu, why not accompany me to the wilderness?"
Mi Yu nodded with a smile, "Mi Dajianxian is making such a purpose."
Qi Tingji asked, "I'm leaving, what do you mean?"
Mi Yu waved his hand to gather the clouds and mist to make a snow-white long sword, put his fingers together and wiped the sword body to the tip of the sword, and then gently bounced the sword tip, and the mist dissipated, "Wash the sword!"
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The inner city of Dali Capital, the first time in the Shenshi.
A room with fine utensils and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are valuables. You can see the beautiful lake view outside the window, and occasionally egrets sway through the sky, embellishing the sky.
The middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the couch, looking through a spy that could not be successfully sent. Dali intercepted a flying sword for the message. Of course, the spy was not the original manuscript, but a copy of the content that had been solved by the artist and monk. The man shook his head and dared to pass on the spy today, not to fall into the trap. What is it? Regarding the flying sword transmission, the Dali court did not issue a ban, but you spies thought that any of the thousands of flying swords that had not been dismantled and recorded? In most cases, the flying swords would still leave Dali Capital City without any obstacles. Only a handful of flying swords would be intercepted. Once this happens, it means that the sender will soon see the officials of the Ministry of Justice.
The man raised his eyes and looked at the spy sitting on the chair. He was a thin man in his forties. He should be called the Dead Soldier.
The recipient of the letter is the Yunxiao Dynasty, which inherited most of the territory of the old Baishuang Dynasty.
Of course, men are not unfamiliar with the Yunxiao Dynasty. I remember that when the Dali Cavalry advanced straight and fought all the way to Laolong City, some small countries fought to the Dali Dynasty, and there were also powerful countries like the Zhu Ying Dynasty that would rather be broken than to be completely covered. The Old Baishuang Dynasty was the kind of big dynasty that stretched its neck early so that the Dali knife could cut it down quickly. No wonder Dali later drew elite troops from all over the country to supplement the cavalry and selected them from the Old Baishuang Dynasty, and the number was even worse than that of some small countries with a population of less than ten million.
Fu Qing, one of the two maids in the National Master's Mansion, is a royal family girl from the old Baishuang Dynasty. Compared to the Emperor of Yunxiao Dynasty who is now sitting on the dragon throne, she is a real gold branch and jade leaf.
However, the man felt that Chen Ping'an's personality was unlikely to let her go south to travel to her hometown again. However, it was not because of the reason for being greedy for beauty.
He smiled and said sarcastically: "Historical families say that the old Baishuang Dynasty was cut off because of its lenient rule. It's such a warm statement. But do you really believe it? Isn't it the result of several consecutive emperors who have been mediocre and have to rule the world with civil officials, gentry and clerks? And this Yunxiao Dynasty that has always inherited the orthodox tradition, aren't you really afraid that you are a grasshopper after autumn?"
Although there were a few pots of ice in the corner of the house, the spy was still sweating and his hair was knotted. He smiled miserably and said, "In this world, winners always write history. Since you, the Song family of Dali won, you are naturally right."
The man smiled and said, "I don't argue with fools either. When you say everything is right, if you have something wrong, it is that I, Song Jixin, are wrong."
The spy had a lot of innocence to talk about, but at this moment he was speechless.
Because this Beijing celebration did not start the Mirror Flower and Water Moon, no monks were allowed to use mountain methods to "replicate" them without any voluntary action.
So it depends entirely on the eyes and memory of the audience. For example, the content on this spy is extremely detailed. The appearance, ranking, expression, clothing, eyes, etc. of each sword immortal on the Imperial Road are all depicted in a very vivid way. Seeing the words is like appreciating paintings, and they are very literary.
At the end of the intelligence, there is also some advice or advice, which means that the Dali Dynasty is now in a prosperous state and is as powerful as a rainbow, and cannot be defeated. Therefore, within at least ten years, it is best to avoid its sharp edge, and let it go with it, and wait for its change.
Song Jixin read it twice, shook the paper full of fly heads and said with a smile: "You can't beat me, so you can win the wit?"
The letterwriter in front of me was a Dali official working in a yamen office in Nanxunfang. He thought it would fall into the hands of the Ministry of Justice, but he never thought that it would be the vassal king Song Mu who interrogated him directly. He was already desperate and did not intend to say anything.
After all, the man in front of him is still the master of Dali's accompaniment, Song Mu, the King of Luo who once guarded the country for Baopingzhou!
Song Jixin picked up a citrus from the fruit plate and peeled it open it. He took out a petal and threw it into his mouth and chewed it carefully. He asked, "You are not a native of the Yunxiao Dynasty. You have participated in the imperial examinations of the Dali Dynasty in the sect leader country. He successfully passed the imperial examinations of the Dali Dynasty. He was not low in the second grade. He has already become a sixth-rank official in the Dali Dynasty. Once he returns to the small court in the vassal country town, he will be promoted to two levels and the fourth grade. This is only on the surface. It doesn't take three or five years, at least from the third grade. Why do you have to do such a beheading?"
The man smiled bitterly and said, "This is a dead end, and I can't stop just by wanting to stop. Song Mu, you are a noble man in heaven and you won't understand."
Song Jixin raised his eyebrows and said, "No, I remember a few years ago, the Ministry of Justice of the Dali Court accepted the advice of Liu Shangshu, the minister of the accompaniment, and allowed you officials who were not clean to surrender themselves immediately to the two officials. After the file was recorded, they would not blame them and would help you cover up the stains. I don't know what the real situation in the officialdom in the capital is, but at least I arrested the matter myself, but they all followed the rules. Many local officials of Dali, even the deaths and spies from other countries, lived a pretty good life afterwards, and many of them were promoted. Moreover, there was no such thing as a long time.
There is no direct murder case at most. At most, it is to say that you have a clear identity earlier. If you say that you will receive different degrees of punishment, but you will definitely not be punished to cut off your career. Zeng Tao is not an old Baishuang clan, and your family and relatives are all in the vassal states. If you talk about national hatred, there is naturally affair, but there is no family hatred. When you chose to surrender to Dali, you will count the number of you, more than a dozen local counties, the best judges, are the best judges in your judgment. Besides, I have carefully reviewed the resume files before. No matter how you look, they don’t look like the kind of kind of kind who is willing to sacrifice for the country. I have indeed seen many real righteous men and killed a lot. As for you, let’s forget it.”
Song Jixin nodded and said, "Remember, the Yunxiao Dynasty has a rather hidden yamen. He likes to focus on the seventh-rank official in the various prefectures of Dali to take action, and use various methods to help you pave the way for promotion. The archives record that your eldest son died suddenly at the age of sixteen. He seems to be a recognized prodigy. Why is it that your son has the qualifications to practice, but not high, so the Yunxiao Dynasty promises that he will definitely enter the fifth level of the Central Plains?"
Zeng Tao's expression suddenly became panicked.
Song Jixin was chewing citrus and his expression was fun. When he saw Zeng Tao being depressed as if he was lost, Song Jixin clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The acting skills are so bad. Are you kidding you."
Song Jixin clenched his fists with both hands, supported himself on his knees, staring at Zeng Tao, "You seemingly weak Xu Xian's wife is a Taoist practitioner from the Yunxiao Dynasty, right?"
Zeng Tao looked up in shock and looked at the vassal king Song Mu.
Song Jixin said slowly: "I guess she secretly occupied a local woman with her magic on the mountain. Except for her name and face, she was real, the rest were fake."
The veins on Zeng Tao's forehead swelled up.
Song Jixin smiled and said, "Then guess is the eldest son, who is known as a child prodigy, who is now a steady practice in the Yunxiao Dynasty, or has he really died suddenly on the road?"
Zeng Tao was stunned.
Song Jixin leaned against the coffee table where the fruit tray was placed. He turned his head and looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, muttering a few words in a vague voice, then just beat him, don’t have a memory once, do it again, see if they dare to jump around like this? Are there so many meaningless bad things? Is your new national teacher, right? Can you have no confidence and be able to control the situation in the continent like Xiuhu?
Zeng Tao was lost and asked timidly: "What does King Luo want to deal with me...we?"
Song Jixin picked up the copy of the manuscript again, "Do you know why you have to die today?"
Zeng Tao was confused.
Song Jixin grabbed the paper into a ball and crushed it into pieces in his palm.
There is a detail on the spy, which is related to Ning Yao. It records a seemingly extremely unimportant trivial matter.
The content of that sentence was "Ning Yao first squinted his eyes and then looked up at the sky, rather than looking up at the sun and then squinted his eyes, which is strange."
Song Jixin pulled the collar, twisted his neck, and suddenly cursed, "I'm really looking for death!"
It seemed that he was still unhappy, and Song Jixin began to curse in local dialects.
If I had known this, I wouldn't have eaten enough and wade into muddy waters. As expected, when people are free, they will easily suffer.
If that guy knew that this spy fell into his hands...
With his kindness of holding grudges, he cannot settle the new and old accounts together? Do I dare to fight back or can I beat him?
The more I thought about it, the more annoyed he became, the more I continued to curse Zeng Tao's ancestors for the eighteen generations.
Zeng Tao wanted to fight for his life with the vassal king Song Mu, and he would do whatever he wanted to change his life, but unfortunately he was a scholar who was useless.
Zeng Tao asked: "Song's surname is bound to die, why do you talk so much nonsense to me?"
Song Jixin smiled and said, "Your Majesty the Emperor and I are monarchs and ministers. I have nothing to talk about. I just want to answer questions and answers. You see, I didn't even attend the court meeting. When I met the new National Master, who was a neighbor in a young age, I could only have a few words to talk a little. If I really want to talk too much, I want to scold him even if he wants to hit me. I can't do it."
There was a beautiful woman in the house who could be called a beauty, and she finally couldn't help laughing.
Not bad, it seems that you won’t be bored if you are with Song Jixin. Did you also talk to Shui Jun?
The woman's name is Gong Yan and her boudoir name is Awu. In this "interrogation", she sat on a chair behind Zeng Tao.
In addition to Gong Yan, whom Zeng Tao mistakenly thought it was the princess at first sight, there was also a burly and strong man who was in charge of the door, the peak martial artist at the Nine Realm, named Ximan, and the Dao was the Land Dragon.
Since Zhu, the King of the East China Sea, came to Dali Jingcheng, four entourages of the Water Mansion, including Gong Yan, followed their master to have a trip. There happened to be two of them, Taoist Li Ba and Wu Fuximan, who both wanted to surrender to Luo Wang Song Mu, but they dared not say anything about supporting the dragon, and asked the vassal king if he wanted to wear a white hat or something.
Wang Zhu had no grudges about Li Ba and Ximan's replacement of the gang. This time, Wang Zhu asked them to come to Dali Jing from Tongyezhou Dadu, which happened to be recommended to "Song Mu", which could be regarded as a compensation for Song Jixin that was better than nothing.
In fact, Li Ba and the others were a little embarrassed. They had known for a long time that in the past, "Zhi Gui" was once the maid of "Song Jixin".
In this way, based on the "generation", isn't Song Mu the master of their master?
Huang Man, the Jade Taoist who was almost beaten to death by Zhang Tiaoxia, is a man whose appearance is no less than Gong Yan.
He had been admiring the calligraphy and paintings on the wall. Instead, that guy Li Ba did not come to see Song Jixin and was walking alone by the lake, pretentious.
Li Ba, who founded Qingzhang Taoist Temple in Jinjiazhou, was actually a "national teacher". Unfortunately, he was not careful in making friends and was unlucky for eight lifetimes and was a good friend to Wanyan Laojing.
At the other side of the door, Ximan was impatient with these bends of conspiracies and tricks. The burly man habitually took out his crotch and asked in a muffled voice: "King Luo, let me destroy the corpse?"
Song Jixin nodded, and Ximan walked towards the chair, pulled Zeng Tao up like a chicken, raised the sleeve of the robe, and threw it inside.
Ximan asked: "King Luo is actually here..."
Gong Yan coughed and reminded Ximan not to ask more questions about whether there are any or not.
Song Jixin remained silent, just looking at Ximan.
Ximan nodded and said, "I know this rule."
Huang Man smiled and said, "King Luo, why not let me go to Zeng Tao's vassal to meet that woman later? Judging from her style of conduct, I could have an additional unnamed disciple."
Song Jixin shook his head and said, "Don't interfere, and leave it to the Ministry of Justice in Dali Beijing."
Huang Man was a little regretful. After seeing this small ripple that might not even be a splash of water for the Dali Dynasty, Yu Taoist was interested in going to accompany the capital to eat imperial grain for a while.
Song Jixin suddenly said, "Tell me a message to Wang Zhu, saying that I once saw a broken poem similar to Qingci in the book of strange stories, "The world is grinding into a cold and scared." I have never found the whole article over the years. I heard that the Dragon Palace has a lot of books and asked her if she could help make up for it. If she finds it, I will copy one and send it to the residence of the accompanying capital."
Seeing that the two men in the house were not saying anything, Gong Yan had to bite the bullet and nodded, "Okay, King Luo."
Ximan couldn't understand the true meaning, and he was too lazy to go there more. Huang Man was shocked by the heart of Tao and regretted that he was not as wise as Li Ba. The reason? The sea was soaked into a mirror!
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Among the mountains to the west, the Huanjian Lake created by moving the mountains is indeed a beautiful scenery, with blue waves and a drooping palace of fish. This lake belongs to the forbidden lake of Chuzhou and county governments, and fishing nets are not dared to enter.
Building a thatched hut is a simple matter. Zhusu consumes a lot of energy to create a retreating mountain and water formation. However, with Mei Kan and Mei Dandang, the master and apprentice, who are neighbors, Zhusu does not pay much attention to the precision of the formation. Behind the thatched hut by the lake is a green bamboo forest. In Dali Jingcheng and the Bianjiantai, Zhusu is indeed anxious and wants to quickly retreat and break through the realm. At this moment, she is walking on the bamboo forest path, and she is calm. This path is mostly caused by local people who burn charcoal, log wood, and find bamboo shoots in the past. The brown and bamboo are dense. The bigger ones can make hiking sticks by hand, and the smaller ones can make chopsticks.
Perhaps the surname of this woman's sword cultivator is "bamboo". The woman walked on the secluded path of the bamboo forest, stretched out her white and delicate jade hands, rubbing the bamboo joints. The soft sunlight shone through the bamboo leaves, and there was a hazy and ethereal beauty. I think it would be better to travel at night when the moonlight is good?
Zhusu gradually felt a clear and psychic feeling of joy. She turned around and walked towards the hut. The time had come and the opportunity had come. When would she not go into seclusion?!
A yellow mud path with towering ancient pines on both sides, with pine trees like dragon scales. There are two visitors from the Sword Platform. Wujiang wrapped his arms around him, holding a long black sheath knife, and was surrounded by his close friend Yuan Huang, who "flyed" to the upper realm immortal class together.
Wujiang said: "The fairies in the mountains are indeed more attractive than the heroines in the martial arts world. What do you think?"
Yuan Huang said absent-mindedly: "It's all the same."
Wujiang sighed, "You just haven't gotten enlightened yet. One day you've gotten enlightened, you must be even more anxious than me."
Yuan Huang said: "Then let's talk about it later. As long as you don't have too high requirements for getting married and having children in the future, you must find a beautiful couple who is as beautiful as a flower. It's always not difficult."
Wu Jiang said angrily: "You only dare to fart me when you say this. If you have the ability to tell Brother Dafeng, Wen Xiaoxi, Taoist Immortal Wei, and the others said to go?"
Yuan Huangyi laughed at it.
Previously, he left the Blessed Land of Ouhua with Luo Fumei and others, and visited Tongyezhou. When he arrived at the Luopo Mountain, he was enjoying the mountains and rivers. The swordsman Wujiang felt very satisfied. Yuan Huang, who was determined to learn both boxing and swordsmanship from Chen Ping'an, had never seen the mountain master. Fortunately, Yuan Huang was patient and worked hard to find a wise master. He had to teach a true teaching. It was not that simple. He was most afraid that he could not find the temple even with a pig's head. Now that he, Yuan Huang, has been included in the temple, what are he afraid of?
The preacher who is willing to worship in Huaying Peak will follow Wen Zaixie to stand outside the window to listen. However, Wen Zaixie is determined to steal the teacher, but they are real pure warriors, so they can gain more knowledge and listen to the fun.
When they saw those amazing sword lights before, they wanted to come to the sword worship platform to try their luck and see if they could meet the legendary sword immortals.
The strong sword energy made the surrounding light twist, making the sky in the blue sky look like a slightly wrinkled piece of water-blue silk.
Even if I saw Wujiang, I just thought it was a mysterious immortal style. Yuan Huang was swaying. He didn't know that if he was a swordsman like a river and lake, he would be lucky enough to enter the realm of a great master in the future. He could travel far away as a pure martial artist, like a master on the mountain, and look down on the five mountains as proud as the earthen house. Whether he could be as elegant as Mr. Chen, he didn't have to say anything, and he had a demeanor of being invincible with me.
So deep in his heart, what Yuan Huang really wants to learn from Mr. Chen is not fist or sword, but the great way of martial arts on earth.
On the other hand, Wujiang's ambition is very simple. He ensures that he can have a full meal every day, and then becomes famous in the world, and has many confidants. When he arrives in Haoran, he will have one more and he will be able to beat the gods.
Wujiang hesitated for a moment and said, "Yuan Huang, don't think I'm pouring cold water. I heard Brother Dafeng mention it. Master Chen Shan was learning martial arts and he was already a disciple of the school."
Yuan Huang nodded and said, "I have known about this for a long time."
Wujiang said, "Then aren't you afraid of being rejected and making trouble for yourself? If you want me to tell me, you might as well just be a disciple of Brother Dafeng. I can also talk about your love. Brother Dafeng is a little ugly, but he has real skills. Just say that we can see a lot of tricks when we see him teaching boxing and feeding boxing these days, right? Otherwise, how could he say that he had taught Chen Shan's main boxing techniques and sword techniques?"
Yuan Huang smiled and said, "Master Zheng is of course the kind of master who has cultivation and cannot even hide it. But I only recognize the apprenticeship of Mr. Chen. There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of those who are interested. I believe that sincerity can lead to the metal and stone, and I also feel that I have a fate with Luopo Mountain."
Bamboo chairs sit side by side under the eaves. Wen Zaixie had just learned a magical power of watching mountains and rivers from Gansheng. Not only could you see the scene on the ancient pine path, but you could even hear the conversation clearly. Wen Zaixie ate melon seeds and said amazed: "This boy in Wujiang is not bad, and Yuan Huang is even more so."
Zheng Dafeng said while stuttering his feet: "It's not that the family doesn't enter the family. Our mountain master likes this kind of talking. He only said that since he talked with the old immortal Jia, his skills have skyrocketed. In the past, he had the cultivation level of the Ascension Realm, and the lower five realms of words, he now has the level of the Earth Immortal's chat. After all, it's our mountain, which is due to the atmosphere."
Wen Xiaoxi agreed deeply, "It was our Lord Chen Shan who took a good start. Those who enter the mountain always follow the path of pioneers."
Zheng Dafeng said: "You can say these two good words to Chen Ping'an in person."
Wen said carefully and tentatively: "It's really suitable to talk to people in person? I'm afraid our mountain master misunderstood what flattery is."
Zheng Dafeng patted Wen Xiaoxi's shoulder, "What are you afraid of when having a midnight snack and drinking a little wine? After drinking, your chest and guts are still open. Keep Chen Ping'an knowing and nodding and smiling with you."
Wen carefully patted his shoulder and was skeptical, "Brother Dafeng, my brothers can't cheat my brothers. After all, I'm too late to enter the mountain. Now I don't have a strong foundation here and I don't have enough confidence in speaking and doing things. Don't harm me."
Wen Xiaoxi had already made up his mind that before entering the fifth realm, he would entrust his entire family time to this Juyu Mountain. It would be best not to drive people away, and I would not leave even if I drove people away.
Zheng Dafeng took a handful of melon seeds from Wen Zaixi's hand. He was about to complain a few times when he saw the figure of the little girl in black. He immediately returned the melon seeds to Wen Zaixi, rubbed his hand on him and ran to chat with Xiaomili. Wen Zaixi, who was extremely obsessed with cleanliness, had to pat his clothes again, looked down at the melon seeds in the palm of his hand, he hesitated for a while, and still knocked the melon seeds, which was good to be brotherly.
It is relatively easy to deceive people at night. So Zheng Dafeng claims to be Yushu, and the other name is Linfeng. He also wants to emphasize one thing specifically, using the name Xingxing. So you call him by his name and call me Zheng Yushu.
This untuned wording is probably only Xiaomi Li who is willing to take it seriously and follow the entire mountain of retreating.
The little girl with a cross-body cotton bag ran over and stood up all the way, her head tilted slightly, and she bowed her hands and shook her slowly for a few times, "Zheng Yushu, I have something to discuss, it's not a small matter."
Zheng Dafeng, who was warm in his heart, looked serious and bowed back, "It's okay to protect the Dharma Zhou, but it's okay to say it. The family will not speak two families. If things are difficult, Zheng will never nod."
Wen Xiaoxi hugged the back of his head with both hands, stretched his legs, and leaned against the back of the chair. He had long forgotten who he learned this lazy spirit. He watched as one big and one small whispered over there.
Cen Yuanji, who was teaching boxing in the martial arts stadium, shouted with a few curious young girls: "Concentrate on walking, don't be distracted!"
Xiaomili immediately stopped talking and scratched her face.
Cen Yuanji turned his head and smiled with the little girl, his face softened, he waved his hand gently, and told you to continue chatting, it might be okay.
Xiaomi Li talked about serious things with Zheng Dafeng, took out a handful of mountain fruit from her sleeve and gave it to Zheng Dafeng, muttered a few words. She stood on tiptoe again, waved her hand to Master Cen, then turned around and ran down the mountain.
It was Wen's turn to feed the fist carefully. Cen Yuanji walked towards the bamboo chair under the eaves that belonged to her. Zheng Dafeng handed over a few mountain fruits. Cen Yuanji asked with a smile, "I have a share, too?" Zheng Dafeng laughed and scolded, "What a bastard, there are quotas for the number of mountain fruits, just as many as me, and one more than Master Wen." Cen Yuanji sat upright in the bamboo chair, lowered his head and gently bit the sweet mountain fruit, which made her feel very guilty.
Wen, who was feeding a teenager, turned his head and smiled, "I have it too?"
Cen Yuanji said angrily: "Teach boxing well!"
Wen said carefully and kicked the boy away with one kick. The boy fell to the ground and rolled up in the martial arts field. He quickly got up. The boy grinned his teeth and held his waist and cursed Wen Laosan who fucked your mother. Don’t hit someone. My master would marry several wives... Wen smiled carefully and came to the side of the boy who has always been the most despicable, reached out to cover the little bastard's stinky mouth, threw it on the wall of the martial arts field, clapped his hands and said to change it. As for the boy who was depressed for a while, he sat in the corner of the wall. Seeing Wen Laosan feeding a woman with a fist, he was particularly sensible. He was so fucked, he valued girls over men!
The boy gritted his teeth and stood up shakingly. His liver hurt. He remembered the strange-looking "girl in black" before. His peers who practiced martial arts would guess privately. The conclusion that she must be a great demon with deep Taoism and rejuvenation. Otherwise, how could he be personally invited by Lord Chen Shan to go up the mountain to be a guardian of the mountain?!
The boy sighed, saying that he was so short-sighted. They were the martial arts players of Yingyu Peak, and the shit-making people of Huaying Peak, had never been to Luotu Mountain.
Wen Laosan is a man with misbehavior and lustful all day long, but there is a saying that goes to their hearts.
Those who practice martial arts are also stubborn. If the fist is low, they will be stubborn. If the fist is high, they will be a bold statement.
Wen Zaixie actually had something I didn't say for the time being, waiting for those young girls.
You are going to the real Lulu Mountain, not only between Wen Zaixi, but also between Zheng Dafeng and Pei Qian, so you may be able to see the real Chen Ping'an.