On the mountain is the bright moon and breeze and the beautiful woman at night, and at the foot of the mountain is the giant city with lights singing and dancing and mellow wine.
He came to the top of the great mountain with a faint sea breeze. He looked around and looked around. After a little searching, he found Zheng Dafeng's familiar aura, broke through the layers of restrictions at will, and came to the railings of the high shelves.
Zheng Dafeng raised his hand and slapped him hard, and was very happy and said in surprise: "It'll be here so soon!"
It was just over Zichu and not yet Zizheng, which means that "today" has not passed, Chen Ping'an has already survived and endured the storm. His tomorrow and his avenue will have infinite possibilities.
After letting go of his hand, Chen Ping'an apologized with the woman Shanyue, who looked stunned, "Yin Shanjun, come here uninvited, and you will be disturbed."
He turned his head and explained to Zheng Dafeng, "It's not up to you to be able to survive this level safely, you don't have the ability."
Zheng Dafeng waved his hand, "No matter who you rely on, what is hiding or hiding, I just want to bring all your responsibilities back to Luopo Mountain, so that I can explain it to my niece-in-law."
Yin Ni frowned and asked, "Are you Chen Ping'an?"
Why is there no Taoist aura?
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I am the Dali National Master who defeated Yin Ji and Yin Miao and his son."
When Zheng Dafeng thought of Chen Ping'an's famous "sweetness and mercy", he was a little worried about Yin Ni's situation.
Previously, Cui Dongshan finished a few words and said "the original source" not only for the crown prince Yin Mi, but also for Yin Ni on the top of the mountain.
As for Mr. Han’s furiousness, the meaning was too simple. Dashou Yin’s family wanted to seek justice from the Confucian Temple? It would be fine. Tomorrow’s Dashou surname or Yin’s surname will be discussed.
The young Zhanshi in the Zhanshi Mansion acted as if he was pleading for the people, but he didn't know that the reason why Deputy Leader Han visited Dashou in person was to prevent the national grudge between the Song clan of Dali and the Yin clan of Dashou was out of control and directly evolved into a private grudge between a mountain of down-and-out and the entire Dashou Dynasty. This was also one of the reasons why Master Han was furious. Dashou scholars who wrote beautiful articles have all been among the centers of the temple, but the result was not only bad but also stupid. In particular, few Dashou civil and military clans who participated in the discussion were completely selfless.
Unexpectedly, Yin Ni said: "I don't care about the life and death of their father and son. There are still a lot of people with the surname Yin in the Dashou Dynasty. For hundreds of years, the city I built and built by myself, whoever wore a dragon robe sat on the dragon throne, and the Dashou Dynasty was still the Dashou Dynasty. I was just very curious about how you won the fine and thorough battle."
Chen Ping ignored the deaf ears, just looking at the brilliantly lit capital. Everything in the city fell into his eyes, and he was very surprised and asked in confusion: "Jiang Shang is really not in the city?"
Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin, looked at Yin Ni from the corner of his eyes, and replied casually, "Brothers and others have their own division of labor. I will stay here to enjoy the beautiful scenery with Yin Shanjun. Dabai Ge is responsible for socializing with Master Han, and Deputy Chief Jiang went to tell a few tough words to the national teacher Liu Luo."
The reason why I pay so much attention to the subtle expression on Yin Ni's beautiful face is that Zheng Dafeng knows the truth. At this moment, the gods of the mountains and rivers will have an irresistible "emotion" when they meet Chen Ping'an, and they will develop an extremely strong love and hate.
If you hate it, it would be simple. With Yin Ni's identity and Taoism, she can't treat Chen Ping'an any more. If her heart is right now... then Chen Ping'an is her strong enemy!
He asked Zheng Dafeng for the exact location of the Taoist temple of the national master Liu Luo. Chen Ping'an closed his fingers together and drew a talisman with golden light. He threw it into the air. He supported the railing with one hand and jumped out. He stepped on the talisman and dissipated. He went straight to the suburbs of Beijing. He raised his arm and stirred it with one hand. He broke through several layers of sluts and maze formations in the hidden Taoist temple and came to the locust tree.
Zheng Dafeng said softly: "Madam Yin, I actually understand the way of talismans. To be honest, I taught him this way of shrunk the ground back then. This kid is so terrible, so he can learn things quickly."
Yin Ni kept silent. The woman's appearance at this time seemed to have taken all the word "cold and beautiful" in the world by her.
Zheng Dafeng was almost obsessed with it, shook his head, immediately changed his strategy, and said, "Since Mrs. Yin is proficient in creating the French, it is a coincidence. I am a well-deserved master of this art and can be called a master. I only say that the earth and wood of the mountain is all my work. Many visitors to the mountain, such as Bai Ye, Yu Xuan, Xin Ji'an, etc., must praise them all..."
Yin Ni gently sniffed the breeze with the silk fan, and the black hairs in her temples fluttered. She said calmly: "My surname is Zheng, will you die if you don't brag?"
Zheng Dafeng laughed loudly, beating was kissing or love, she was moved.
The sword immortals had been worshipping three incense sticks before, but they went straight to the capital without stopping on the mountain. Yin Ni knew that the overall situation was decided tonight.
Zheng Dafeng said: "The clam wandered around for many years and did not completely lose her intelligence. Did she get the care of the locust tree, the ancestor of Yin's family?"
Yin Ni nodded.
Zheng Dafeng said in confusion: "Why don't you mention this matter on your own initiative? I guessed that if someone else had to miss this key truth. Then with the personalities of Qi Tingji and Lu Zhi, your Dashou Dynasty will be in a state of turmoil and worry about the country's destiny."
Yin Ni said: "How many people in the Dashou Dynasty, whose surname is Yin, can they occupy? No matter how many sword immortals born in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and how high their killing power are, this place is the Middle Earth Godland. What's more, Deputy Master Han has arrived in the capital in advance."
The implication of this Zhongyue Mountain Lord was that even in order to vent his anger, the sword immortals launched a massacre of the Yin family's children in Dashou Capital, killing the "orthodox" of Taizu and Taizong, as well as the partial distant family, were killed, and there were only more than 300 people.
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "Emperor Yin Ji is happy to die and insists on provoking Luopo Mountain. Dashou Yin is a blessing in disgrace."
Yin Ni said, "That's good."
The Dashou Capital at the foot of the mountain has always been described by the Middle Earth Gods as the "city under the skirt" of the mountain king Yin Ni.
The gods of mountains and rivers are completely different from those who practice Taoism. The latter emphasizes being away from the world, while the former has the deepest and most entanglements with the mundane world on earth.
Day after day after day, listening to the voices of countless pilgrims, seeing the right and wrong about the world. Over time, Yin Ni and others are prone to develop a heavy heart of fatigue.
When the world is full of love, it is like a bond and a bunch of flowers, as if everything is right, it is good.
But for hundreds of years, the Yin family's children have come here to seek fame, wealth, wealth, wealth, and many children, and blessings, and no illness or disasters... They want everything.
Yin Ni suddenly asked, "If we talk about the melting pot of heaven and earth, what is the refining? Is it the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary masters? Is it the life and death cycle of spiritual beings? Is it the golden body of the gods in the mountains and rivers, and the Taoist heart of the practitioners?"
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "You should ask him this kind of big question."
Yin Ni remembered the magnificent picture before and murmured: "Have you seen the truth?"
Zheng Dafeng clapped his hands, a little annoyed. He was just happy and forgot to ask Chen Ping'an the specific situation.
I really don’t dare to expect too much, let alone seeing Chen Ping'an jumping here, even if he is a sick person or a medicine jar, Zheng Dafeng can accept it.
Zheng Dafeng said tentatively: "Sister Yin, is there any secret method to contact Wei Bo immediately? I want to report the good news from Luopo Mountain."
Yin Ni shook her head and said, "I can't climb to that night travel god."
After thinking about it, Zheng Dafeng decided to use the Sanshan Talisman to return to Luopo Mountain to repay his safety for those who care about his mountain owner Chen Ping'an!
Yin Ni suddenly asked, "I am really the reincarnation of that person?"
Zheng Dafeng couldn't help laughing and joked: "She doesn't talk about anything."
Yin Ni looked at the sloppy man with a sloppy look.
No matter how beautiful a girl looks, she is not as charming as she is.
The capitals of the Great Dynasty are almost always a city that never sleeps.
More than ten sword cultivators, including Qi Tingji, wandered around and loved drinking, and went to the crowded restaurants, liked the quiet temples that were closed, and wanted to watch the fun. They squatted on the wall and watched two small gangs slashing each other with knives on the street. In a nearby alley, the yamen officials who collected silver had already hired people to prepare water trucks and wooden barrels. They just waited for them to finish the fight and went to clean up. A bunch of literati and scholars in the house next door were writing spirits and asking for immortals to descend to the truth. Not far away, there was a way to climb the altar. The Taoist priest who chanted the spell and caught ghosts was thrown out of the house by a demonic wind. There was a soft voice on the beam of the ancient house...
The old deaf child is the most serious. He is looking for good Taoist embryos in Dashou Capital. When he finds it, he will bring it back to Huaying Peak.
Isn’t it kind to poach me? I annoyed that the second-class entrusted by me, the desolate mountain, will be demolished for you, and the Yin family’s tomb will be dug for you.
Lu Zhi ordered a stewed noodles at a street stall on the night market. She always felt that when she looked up, she could see a short man wearing a hat and a bamboo knife on his back. She stood there, stretched out her hand to wipe her hair, and laughed and said a few dirty words full of fishy smell.
The private dojo of the Dashou National Master, under the ancient locust tree candlelight, the entire dojo is shining brightly.
Liu Rao asked his apprentice to help the King of Denial Lord bring a bench. Jiang Shangzhen thanked the girl, shook her long jacket, and sat down with a cool place.
Their clothes and appearances are now rippling with layers of candlelight, just like the gold-drawing method of colored sculptures in the temple.
Jiang Shangzhen asked with a smile: "Liu Luo, Dashou has collapsed from the sky. As the national teacher, you don't care about it and you are still hiding here without saying a word. Why? I will come to visit you and be prepared to repay the king with all my life?"
The girl was stunned. Master was actually the National Master Dashou? If his master could be the National Master, then our Dashou is known as the Sixth Dynasty of Haoran. Is it a bit more watery?
Liu Luo smiled and said, "About half of the long pillar of a country's fortune collapsed. There was such a big noise outside. Even if I was not the Ascension Realm, even if I was not a national teacher, I was just an immortal or a jade purse, I would have some sense. As for the deduction and fortune-telling method on the mountain, it was really wrong to me, so I could not think that the fellow Taoists would visit this place at night."
Jiang Shangzhen was skeptical, "I have a friend who said that you are dull in practicing Taoism, you are an immortal with rotten wood and hard to carve. Is it the Tao that has been proved after the rain?"
Liu Rao nodded and said, "I took a shortcut."
Jiang Shangzhen asked: "The long pillar of the Dashou Dynasty's fortune did not collapse directly. It was because the national master secretly supported him, which caused a lot of Taoism to be damaged, right?"
Liu Zao said: "It's not a feat, it's a matter of eating the king's fortune and loyalty to the king."
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said, "After this battle, can Liu Rao still maintain the Ascension Realm?"
Liu Zao said: "When the enemy is facing, you must always bluff."
Jiang Shangzhen nodded and said, "Thank you hard."
Liu Rao said calmly: "This world has come, anyway, whether it is hard or enjoying happiness, you must be serious and walk on it."
Liu Luo is a strange man who likes to play in the world and regards the most powerful national guru as a title similar to the Taiwei Taifu. The old man often goes out and works as a sorcerer who walks around the world. He helps to see the eight characters, often sets up stalls at intersections, breaks up characters to calculate fortunes, and makes people carefully criticize the years. He also plays a candy blower who wanders the streets and alleys, sells sorghum wine in the market, and even works as a porter on Zhongyueshan Road for several years.
Because he had always loved the King of Yin Shan. When he was a teenager, he went to Yuxiao Palace on the top of the mountain to pay incense. He saw the lifelike and painted statue of the god. When he saw it, he had deep roots in love.
When he was young, he mistakenly thought that his achievements were prominent and his success could win her eyes. But even when Liu Rao became an immortal, became a national teacher, and went to Yuxiao Palace for the emperor to fast and pray for rain, Yin Ni still treated him with a polite and sloppy attitude.
While the old man was distracted, he would occasionally use a slightly vulgar hometown dialect to make himself laugh, without silence.
Jiang Shangzhen turned around and asked with a smile, "Do you dare to ask the girl's name, what is her name?"
The girl was obviously a stubborn girl. When she saw outsiders, she looked shy and shy and said softly: "My name is Jinli."
Another guest came to the door, and Deputy Chief Jiang immediately stood up to greet him. Liu Luo's breathing was stagnant. The other party clearly showed no intention of killing, but Liu Luo had already shown some signs of unstable Taoist heart.
Chen Ping'an said straight to the point: "It's better to change the national surname and the national teacher together. Liu Luo, what do you think?"
Liu Rao said: "Treat the symptoms but not the root cause. In less than ten or twenty years, Dashou is still the same Dashou. It seems that there is a big fuss. Master Chen and the Sword Immortals patted their butts and left, which is meaningless except to understand the qi."
"It was wrong to get the Dashou Dynasty, which was not right when it started. It was a country obtained by the founding emperor who privately weaved dragon robes and bullying a pair of orphans and widows."
"Da Shou Chao wants to truly change his appearance, from seemingly bloated, fake and powerful to awesome and powerful, with a hard bone... He wants to die, and he wants to see blood!"
"I have to decide who will become the emperor next."
Liu Rao's answer surprised Jiang Shangzhen and immediately looked at him with admiration. Why does it sound a little bit?
Sure enough, Liu Zao said: "I have been studying the knowledge and knowledge of embroidery for twenty years, and I think I have some experience."
Chen Ping'an sat next to Jiang Shangzhen and smiled and said, "I really have some experience."
Liu Luo raised one palm, "You don't have to do anything, you don't have to bear the slightest condemnation, just because the blood on my hands, Liu Luo will only kill more people. Royal relatives, capital officials, border soldiers, and monks will all have it. What I want is rebellion everywhere. I want not only the blood of ambitious families, but also the loyal ministers who are dedicated to the country. I want to use life and death as a sieve to select the real Dashang and civil and military officials and pillars of the country within twenty years."
Jiang Shangzhen was so amazed that it would be a pity for Liu Rao to be a national teacher, not to mention being an emperor.
Chen Ping'an was unmoved and just asked with a smile, "You really want to see Yin Ni, can you speak frankly?"
Liu Luo was stunned for a moment and suddenly became timid.
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Zheng Dafeng returned to Luopo Mountain and went to the house at the foot of the mountain first. He did not knock on the door. He listened to the young Taoist priest's snoring for a while outside the house.
Go to the Huanjian Lake again and first tell Ning Yao, who is protecting Zhusu, that Chen Ping'an is fine, and it is really true and the storm is settled.
Ning Yao sat on the bamboo chair under the thatched roof and breathed a long sigh. After reassurance and relief, she finally showed a look of fatigue.
Zheng Dafeng rubbed his face hard and smiled, "Don't be jealous of Taoist Master Xianwei. Of course, this first Taoist priest in the world really takes on the responsibility of defeating Chen Ping'an in the world. If there is a slight mistake, Chen Ping'an may be suppressed by 'he'. Even if we look back at it, Chen Ping'an's decision has really reached the point of "the heaven knows no earth, you don't know you don't know your friend." Who wouldn't be afraid of anyone who knows the truth?"
Ning Yao nodded.
Zheng Dafeng stood up, "I'll go and chat with Wei Bo and Mi Dajianxian to relax."
In the middle of the night, the bamboo house in Luoposhan held an emergency meeting. Chen Lingjun, who belonged to the midnight snack line, was also called by Nuanshu to "sescort" at the bamboo house.
Everyone sat at the stone table together, put out nine geometric maps of Haoran's nine continents, and some popular books about immortals that specialize in the customs and appearances on the mountains of various continents.
As the leader of the alliance, Guo Zhujiu also brought two tyrants to help the staff and staff.
Pei Qian took a pen and drew a rough travel route on the map of Baopingzhou. According to the previous plan proposed by Chen Lingjun and Zheng Dafeng, it was to go south, which was similar to the first time the mountain master traveled south in his early years. For example, after walking through the Caiyi Kingdom, then following the dragon path, taking the Immortal Ferry to the newly built Old Dragon City... As for the specific route choices outside of "abbreviation", the purpose is just two words, and it goes with the flow.
Chen Lingjun pointed to the southernmost end of the map and whispered: "Pei Qian, here is a circle of the ten-mile lotus in Laolong City. This is a scenic spot that Mi Dajianxian rebuilt out of his own pocket. Before we boarded the cross-continental ferry to Tongyezhou, we always have to go there to take a look. Then we reply to Mi Dajianxian so that he could know if the Fu family in Laolong City were not concerned about whether they had any silver or not to be able to get enough money for their own pockets... I forgot that Mi Yu was going to go to the wilderness, and it was a little troublesome. I don't know where the flying sword sent the message to him. The price. When I go out, I'll pay for a few immortal money from Mi Yu, and we won't make up for it more. We won't earn half a copper coin from my brother."
The boy in green came and went in a hurry, with his eyes drooping and his sleeves no longer stumbled. It turned out that when he found Mi Yu, the bastard sat alone on the steps and drank, and gave him a reward of the word "get out" and said that he had one life and no money.
Chen Lingjun was not angry. He went to the wilderness and was far away from his hometown, but was far away from the back of the fish. It was a common human nature to be a wanderer like Mi Yu who was scattered in the flowers.
Mi Yu was in a bad mood, so he was naturally worried about the subtle situation on the side of Luopo Mountain. Xiao Mo and Xie Gou both fell to the point where they could not fall again. Mi Yu was finally worried.
So he kept hesitating whether to replace Xiao Mo who was about to retreat and serve as a dead soldier.
But he made an appointment with Qi Tingji to go to the wilderness together. He said all the harsh words of "washing the sword" were released, and it was difficult to change the itinerary at will. Mi Yu just drank there and drank it with the wine.
A Taoist practitioner has been around for a long time and ignores the cold and heat. It is just that the so-called pure heart and few desires are cut off from the world. After all, it is a big deal. I am probably afraid that the sudden sudden realization is that I am the only one who knew about this.
So when Mi Yu learned that there was still a battle of heaven that the Hidden Official needed to bear independently, Mi Yu was extremely worried.
People with delicate and sentimental thoughts will naturally only be more worried when drinking to drown their sorrows. Since ancient times, sentimentality has only been annoyed by ruthlessness? But it may not be.
Mi Yu leaned back and fell to the ground, looked at the bright moon in the sky, picked up the sword-raising gourd and wine pot in his hand, blocking it in front of him, covering up a bright moon.
Mi Yu turned his head and found that the accountant Wei, who had been living in seclusion, had come here for some reason, and sat down.
Wei Chanfang’s books contain Yan Ruyu, and Yan Ruyu, who are completely different "views" with Mi Yu, Zheng Dafeng, and Taoist Immortal Wei.
Wei Wenlong gave people the impression that he was taciturn, not good at speaking, and was facing the books and numbers all day long, but today's moonlit night was not unhappy.
"When I was young, I went between pawnshops and medicine shops, and I was broom stars who were blushing my eyes and were regarded as bad luck."
"A pair of small straw sandals, traveling between the mountains and the house, suffering a lot, and their hands and feet are covered with calluses."
"We just heard that the taste of this is so good. The bitterness is over, and the journey is bumpy, but he said that no one is easy."
Mi Yu immediately put away the sword gourd and sat up. He was very surprised. He thought Wei Wenlong was the kind of nerd who knew nothing except to settle accounts.
Mi Yu asked, "Drink?"
Wei Wenlong waved his hand and said that if he didn't drink, he really didn't like to drink.
"It is a very lucky thing to be able to have a skill and cherish it very much. I thank my ancestors for rewarding me for this bowl of rice, so I respect heaven and also for the master's grace of preaching without asking for any reward. Therefore, I respect my teacher. Similarly, I really like this mountain of down-and-outs where everyone has bright hearts, so I thank the land."
"You are not dissatisfied with my low power but occupying a high position. Instead, you respect me very much. I want to thank you sincerely for your understanding and tolerance."
Mi Yu was confused by Wei Wenlong's sincere words.
Mi Dajianxian held it in for a long time, but only said, "I can't see it before, you are very talented."
Wei Wenlong also held it in a long time. I and you are heartbroken. Are you still sarcastic? Accountant Wei said with a stern face: "Thank you for the praise of Mi Dajianxian."
The long-lived palm was just walking here, but there was no polite greetings, and both sides nodded and greeted each other.
Zheng Dafeng ran all the way from the foot of the mountain to this side, sat beside Mi Yu, and said, "Mi Dajianxian just feel at ease to go to the wilderness battlefield."
Mi Yu asked both surprised and nervously: "Confirm?"
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said, "The dust has settled, it's true."
Previously, when Zheng Dafeng passed by the Xielong Platform, he saw several figures, but he could not recognize them, but could guess.
They are Liu Xian, Chen Qingliu, Wang Zhu, who looks listless and a young man-like Mr. Jiuhou.
At that time, Chen Qingliu asked with a smile: "If the Dharma-Ending Age is really created by Zhou Mi, what should we do?"
I remember when I was young and energetic, I also had some bold and crazy words.
You Taoists who do not burp, fart, and do not shit, practice immortal arts forever all their lives. They only know that the world is rolling and the sea of suffering is boundless, so they will hide in the deep mountains and lakes. They don’t know that you have made a false pill or a false Tao. You don’t know what is a priceless treasure, a heaven and earth, or who is the God, or the similarities and differences between the hearts of heaven and human hearts. They have practiced Taoism and immortal arts for life, but they still don’t know the word “六”.
Liu Xiang smiled and said, "What can I do? Go and weave straw sandals."
Wang Zhu smiled knowingly.
This is probably a joke that only local monks in Baopingzhou will understand.
Wang Zhu's reckless behavior caused a lot of damage to her Avenue. As for the unauthorized relocation of the East China Sea water transportation, it doesn't matter how to convict the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.
But she has never felt so at ease. For example, even if she stood beside Chen Qingliu at this moment, she was no longer afraid. Thinking of that hometown and story, she was no longer worried.
Mr. Jiuhou of Sanshan said: "I believe that as long as there is a earth immortal in the world, as long as there is a ghost in the world, there is only a clay sculpture god in the temple that can open his eyes and see people's hearts. The world is still the same as the world."
This world where people's hearts are still rising again and again, there are too many people who think that they are completely rational, and there are too few people who dare to say that they are a truly good person.
I remember that by the bonfire ten thousand years ago, an ancient Taoist priest asked what would happen in the future. The sword cultivator knew the answer but did not say anything.
From now on, what kind of situation will be like for the human heart and the world in about ten thousand years? Maybe Aliang will see some with his own eyes?
On the banks of a canal, there is a short man with a beard called Gongchen Bridge, with his arms wrapped around his chest. He stayed for a long time and stared at the bustling night view of fish lanterns hanging on the streets and alleys. He looked at the strange clothes that the women were wearing, and often came and went. He waited for a while, and then asked a beautiful sister passing by, "Is there a place called Longquan here?"
The woman's eyes were strange and she couldn't understand what he was talking about. He raised his hand and wrote the word "Longquan" in the air. She smiled sweetly, nodded, and pointed in a direction.
The woman just thought that the handwriting was too...slightly, she finally decided to confirm the place name. She thought again, was it a clumsy trick to deliberately call him?
But the man is full of energy. I have to get the word "I" and calligraphy attainments. It turns out that he is not afraid of traveling all over the world. He doesn't care whether a woman can understand her words or not, and bows his hands and smiles.
The woman looked embarrassed, smiled and left silently. The man understood it, raised his arms, wiped his hair, and indeed looked at his face no matter where he was!
Find a place and go to drink!
The woman walked down the Gongchen Bridge and couldn't help but look back at the weird man.
I still couldn't understand what he said, maybe it was an introduction to himself.
"This girl, my name is Aliang, the kind Liang, I am a swordsman."
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In the capital of Dali, the little novice monk later realized that he had donated money for incense and oil to the temple.
At that fairy inn, Zhou Haijing and Gaiyan started to calculate what they earned today's account. After summing up, they found that they had earned two more money from the Little Summer Seat than yesterday, and they looked at each other and smiled.
Zhou Haijing was also different at the moment. In fact, except for her, the other monks from the Earthly Branches were extremely confident in their practice.
Since the combat power and killing power of the Earthly Branches are mainly determined by her, there is no reason why she does not break through the realm and reaches the end.
In short, the lower limit of the strength of the Earthly Branches is determined by Yuan Huajing, Bianyan and the eleven of them, but how high the upper limit is depends on Zhou Haijing's martial arts height.
Then how to improve her martial arts realm has become an urgent task. The prefix of the pseudo-assault in the Dali Division is really annoying.
Above the south of Baopingzhou, the Dali military ferry led by a large sword boat slowly sailed through the Zhengyang Mountain boundary where "Sword Immortal is like a cloud".
At the Ferry of Dali, Liuye Huanglian, Qu Shuailiu? They lined up together to board a fairy ferry that was accompanying the capital to the south. The two princes of Cao Lu and Lu Jun were written on the pass. They went to the ferry restaurant to deal with a midnight snack. As a result, when they were full of wine and it was time to pay the bill, one leaned against the back of the chair and burped his stomach, feeling comfortable, the other picked the teeth with bamboo sticks, and felt that the wine was almost interesting. You looked at me and I looked at you, and they were stunned. They asked each other with shocked eyes, "You don't bring money when you go out?"
After thinking about it for a moment, each has its own division of labor. Cao Lue was there and ordered another midnight snack. Lu Jun ran out to invite Liu Ye and Gao Shi and the others to come and have some wine together.
In a restaurant in Changpu River, there was an extra strange girl who was "not big or small, and not too small, and not too much salary". She wrote letters from home under the lamp in a clean bedding house. She wrote simple vernacular texts in beautiful handwriting, such as asking her parents not to worry, and she had saved a lot of money. She had just changed to a new owner who was very good. At the end of the letter, she asked her younger brother to receive the letter and took time to reply, remember to list a book list, and her sister could afford it... The girl thought carefully, but decided not to rush to say that she recognized a righteous brother named Cao, and did not dare to say that he was a Beijing official in Dali, for fear that his parents would be worried, and misunderstood if she had cheated on someone in the capital... This letter from home would be sent out as soon as the sky dawn.
The capital of the Dashou City of the Central Earth Shenzhou is extremely busy, and they are urgently notifying officials to get up and go out.
It is not uncommon for morning dynasties. Apart from being obsessed with practicing Taoism or making wood, there are all beauties in all countries. However, the Dashou Dynasty set a precedent for Haoran tonight for the "night dynasty".
All the civil and military officials who were called to participate in the court meeting were inexplicably sleepy, ignorant, or blushed. They had just escaped from the wine table and had some officials who were clean, but they were all standing in the back of the hall.
Prince Yin Mi changed her clothes and sat on the dragon throne, but her face was pale.
The national teacher Liu Luo, who has not appeared in public for many years, is standing next to a man in blue.
Liu Luo didn't go around the corner with everyone, and the three things he said were more amazing than the other.
"The late emperor Yin Ji died in the capital of Dali, and the prince Yin Mi ascended the throne. This matter has been recorded in the Middle Tu Confucian Temple, and those who pursue it without authorization will be considered as treason."
The whole hall was in an uproar, and the whispers like mosquitoes and flies gathered like thunder.
"Yin Mi has a low level of experience, so I, Liu Rao, will assist the new emperor in governing the country. I have discussed this with the Shanjun Yin Ni, so there is no need to discuss it in the court."
Some people have begun to question Liu Rao's usurpation and power in public, and more officials are looking at the woman Shanjun. Unfortunately, Yin Ni has always remained silent and had no expression on her face.
"I have discussed with Your Majesty that Dashou will worship Dali as the sect leader, Dashou's king, national teacher Liu Rao, and Minister of Rites, and will go to Baopingzhou to pay tribute regularly every year."
In front of everyone, Liu Luo stretched out his palm and introduced the identity of the man beside him, "The one beside me is the National Master Dali."
Liu Luo said: "You may not know his face, but you must have heard of his name."
The man smiled and said, "My surname is Chen Ping'an, and my ancestral home is Lizhu Cave Heaven."