Pei Qian was going to visit Aiaizhou. Liu Jubao personally wrote a letter to Jisefeng last night, saying that he would invite Mr. Chen to discuss an important matter. The specific situation is not easy to explain in detail. If Mr. Chen is not idle, he can let his elder disciples do it for him. It is okay to do it. Master Pei is also a guest of Liu's family in Aiaizhou? Chen Ping'an asked Pei Qian to relax and go to the Hongwu Dynasty to see the customs and customs there.
The farming bustle is about to end, and Zhao Shuxia and Ningji are going to go back to the village school. Deng Jianping made a quick decision and said that he was planning to go back to the temple of his sister and brother-in-law in Beiju Luzhou. Chen Ping'an asked him to bring the two personal disciples to the Luopo Mountain together. Deng Jianping asked if it was appropriate. Chen Ping'an smiled and said that there was anything wrong with this. When they met, they would have to call themselves masters.
The old deaf child was going to rush back to Huaying Peak to start teaching, Zheng Dafeng went to Yingyu Peak to teach boxing, Wen Zaixie, who was in the "two golds", needed to secretly escort Xiao Mili and the others to Laolong City.
Nie Cui'e and those who were either the guest servants of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect or the Biezhou sword cultivators worshipped by the Qingping Sword Sect, they also wanted to return home, and they were all satisfied and worth the trip.
Taoist Master Xianwei took Lin Feijing, a disciple who came from there, to Xianghuo Mountain, and continued to open mountains, cross the river and paved roads and build bridges. The master and apprentice walked on the way up the mountain, and the pavilions on the side of the road were all the master and apprentice's handwriting. Lin Feijing was curious about asking whether the master knew the truth last night. Xianwei was stunned. He slept so much last night and forgot to eat midnight snacks. This morning, Brother Dafeng said that he was snoring like thunder and was about to lift the roof. Xianwei didn't know what strangeness was or not. He couldn't hold his face, so he waved his sleeves and scolded his disciple for a few big words. Lin Feijing was convinced and admired, and sincerely felt that he was a little far from his master.
Yes, the mountain is not high, but sincerity will make you spiritual. Practice the Tao according to virtue and be free in the courtyard of heaven and earth. What is the terrible place for my family?
"Flying Jing, how do you think the old chef's rattan chair is made? He cools down in summer and avoids the summer heat. He has a palm-leaf fan and a Taoist book. He is so envious of his master."
"Master, I'll collect ancient vines now."
"Flying Jing, you said something to your master. Your master has not spoken to Master Chen Shan for a long time, so that you can become a cultivator of the genealogy of the Low-Out Mountain. Are you in a hurry?"
"Disciples have no such intention."
"It's not motivated enough."
As for our Lord Chen Shan, we finally don’t become the boss. Just like an old man in his hometown, after the Chinese New Year is lively, he will say goodbye to them and go to different distant places, and he will have a better future.
Instead of immediately following the wind to Niujiaodu, Xiao Mili and the others walked along the winding mountain road to the town first to buy some essential items for mountain and water travel, and also told the shopkeepers of the New Year shop and the Caotou shop.
They were no longer seen at the gate of the mountain, so Chen Ping'an walked up the steps and looked at their figures for a while. The boy in green and the girl in black jumped and played, and a lazy man carrying a big bag walked beside him, with a long breath and steady pace.
According to Ning Yao's estimate, Zhu Su will break through the barrier at noon today and become an immortal.
She will rush to Youyi Peak of Longquan Sword Sect as early as today and needs to be a bridesmaid for Xie Yue.
Chen Ping'an temporarily lent the private dojo in Fuyaolu to Xie Gou, and Xie Gou also needed to protect Taoist Ding.
Chen Ping'an called out that Xiao Mo, who was going to go to the snail shell temple to recover from his injuries, and followed him. Fortunately, Xie Gou, who was posing as a "big wife" in front of the jade men, walked towards the bamboo house together. He went to the house and took out a newly made green bamboo stick not long ago, with two seals engraved, "Luopo Mountain" and "Second Seat".
A hiking pole for Xie Gou.
Chen Ping'an explained: "I did it before, so I still engraved the 'second seat'. Now you are the chief, and you can re-engrave the new signature yourself."
The girl with a sable hat glanced at the green bamboo material and inscribed marks. The "difference" was simple. It was written by the mountain master who had just returned to the down-and-out mountain from the last time from the colorful world flying city. Xie Gou grinned and was silly happy. This morning, the white-haired boy who was almost removed from the genealogy identity was on the side, oh hey, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, sour. People are so angry that they are so angry. Xie Gou is really a terrible person and has a prosperous official career.
Xie Gou hurriedly took over the hiking pole, while pretending to be a fake and said politely, "Great gift, no reward for nothing."
At that time, she took a group of female ghosts to "smuggle" to Baopingzhou, and almost made a fuss.
Chen Ping'an said: "I didn't promise you that as long as you can manage your own business, I will give you a hiking stick."
Xie Gou smiled and said, "I have been caring about other people's affairs, but I haven't taken care of them well. I feel guilty about them, but I am disrespectful, haha."
In Luopo Mountain, whether it is a Taoist practitioner or a martial arts practitioner, there is no need to pay attention to whether there is a hiking stick or not, nor does it require any identity to be equipped with this item. If you like it, you can create a bamboo stick yourself. However, it is not made by the mountain master, and it is given to you personally, so the meaning is different.
Chen Ping'an asked, "What's wrong with Taoist Ding?"
Xie Gou said: "The turtle is crawling and progressing slowly."
Chen Ping'an said: "Okay, just take a steadily."
Xiao Mo asked, "Young Master, how do you talk about helping Lu Zu protect the Tao?"
Chen Ping'an rubbed his eyebrows, "I'm still waiting for news."
Wei Bo came to the bamboo building and reminded: "The morning court has begun in the capital. You, the new national guru, have not been on the stage for a long time. The civil and military officials in the hall have been talking about it, and they are all guessing. They only said that there was such a big disturbance in the officialdom in Beijing yesterday. One of the Great Jiuqing was missing, and two of the Xiaojiuqing was missing. Your Majesty also had to wait for you to show up before setting the tone. Anyway, you are late, so why not just go there late and only participate in the small court meeting in the Imperial Study Room? I can say to Your Majesty."
Last night, the capital of Dali was in chaos and never stopped. As the God of Northern Yue who was in charge of the mountains and rivers of the capital, Wei Bo had to let many officials from the government offices stare at many flying swords. This night, he could see all the ups and downs of the officialdom and the various aspects of life.
There is nothing new in the world. For example, if you destroy but not establish, you can only destroy but not build it. It is nothing more than a certain uprising in history books. Being able to destroy and build is building a country. This is the case with the change of dynasties. Immortal palaces and wealthy families also have their own "time of transformation".
Chen Ping'an withdrew his gaze from afar and said, "I'll go to the capital now, and I'll still have to attend the morning court."
After waiting for a while, when Wei Bo was not used to display his magical powers, Chen Ping'an felt confused. He turned to look at the Yeyou God, who was almost known to everyone in the Dashou Dynasty, and asked: "What can you and me not talk about? Tell me, I want to see, what is the matter and who can make Wei Bo feel embarrassed..."
Wei Bo said expressionlessly: "Can't move."
Chen Ping'an was stunned, "What?"
Wei Bo explained: "You are a martial artist in the eleventh realm. Your soul is extremely condensed and you can't carry it. Just like the iron cow in the river, it's too hard to relocate by manpower alone. I can't use the mountains and rivers of the Northern Mountain casually. Besides, no one can bear it when I come here twice a day."
Chen Ping'an patted Wei Bo on the shoulder, "The fame of Yeyou God has risen, and Dao Power has not caught up for the time being."
Wei Bo suggested: "Set up a cloud-wo formation at Jiling Peak and the National Master's Mansion?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and reached out to draw a more "clutty" imitation of Sanshan Talisman. If Xie Gou imitated the Sanshan Talisman of Mr. Jiuhou of Sanshan and belonged to the official imitation official in porcelain, then his hand was a typical civil imitation official, as long as he could use it, it would be a luxury to cross the half of the Baoping Continent.
Previously, Chen Qingliu helped Mr. Jiuhou of Sanshan to send a message to Chen Ping'an in the future, saying that there is no need to respect the burning of incense when using the Sanshan Talisman in the future.
Chen Ping'an chose three addresses, nearby Huanghu Mountain, an unknown wild mountain, and Qingxuan Cave on the other side of the Jingji Ape Rages of the Great Li Jingji.
When I arrived at Huanghu Mountain, I saw Liu Cha sitting on a bench, wearing a hat, lavender sandals, holding a fishing rod, and a wine pot at his feet. He looked like a leisurely and leisurely wild citizen.
Chen Ping'an squatted aside, without the monk's methods in his sleeves. It is similar to participating in court meetings. The wine pot and cigarette pole should not be carried with him. It is indeed difficult to get from extravagance to frugality.
Liu Cha asked curiously: "Can you continue to practice Taoism?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Of course."
Liu Cha said in confusion: "All the flying swords in the world are destroyed?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head, "Everything is still there, but it is not available for the time being."
Liu Cha frowned and said nothing. Who am I? Since I have this gentleman's promise with the Confucian Temple that doesn't need to swear, how can I be a ghost in the heart? It makes you, Chen Ping'an, worry about being stabbed in the back.
But since Chen Ping'an was unwilling to be honest, Liu Cha no longer asked. If it were other monks, it was necessary to guard against others and hide a killer weapon. But who is you, Chen Ping'an? The last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, is used to walking on a foreign land. Although I, Liu Cha, is a wild demon clan, has also been rampant in the world with swords. Since they are all knights, how can you be so wary between you and me?
Chen Ping'an explained with a smile: "They are temporarily locked in several vortexes of time. They are like an extremely skilled sword-locking technique. They are the method of self-protection that I came up with for the moment. If... if... if you lose to Zhou Mi and become the biggest sinner in the entire world, even if you have thousands of years, you will have a slight chance of remedying yourself. With the attitude of a ghost, you can truly be a pure sword cultivator. Except for Chen Qingliu, no matter you are a cultivator of the 14th level, you can't see through this."
Liu Cha nodded, it seemed that he had misunderstood him.
Chen Ping'an said: "In name, he is a close entourage, so you don't have to follow me indifferently."
Liu Cha smiled and said, "Eleventh Realm Martial Artsman, who can kill you now?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Your wild mountain fighting is just cruel and cruel, but it is not sinister enough."
Liu Cha nodded and said, "It's not as good as your human race's patience and intelligence, and you are good at calculating the enemy invisibly."
The Confucian Temple asked Liu Cha to leave Gongdelin, saying that he wanted him to serve as an escort for Chen Ping'an, but in fact it was a mere move with each step.
Chen Ping'an took the lead in solving the hidden danger that had lasted for thousands of years, and of course, the Middle Earth Confucian Temple needs to express it.
Giving a gentleman title is a swearing. But if Chen Ping'an really gave it to the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple or the identity of the high priest of the newly built academy palace, he might not have accepted it.
Like Gu Kuang, Qin Zhengxiu and others, who are expected by gentlemen, Chen Ping'an serves as the "supervisor" on the wild battlefield. It would be a good compromise choice for both hidden officials and criminal officials similar to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
It's a bit useless to keep Liu Cha like this. But if you want to let Liu Cha, a pure sword cultivator who has entered the 14th realm, regain his free self and wander around Haoran, the Confucian Temple is not so generous. If Liu Cha is wrong, or does things like Xiao Yan, no one can bear this consequence. But if you want Liu Cha to make up for his merits and go to the wild battlefield to work and work for Haoran, the saint of Li will certainly not do such things, and no one will have such face.
Back then, I could use the righteousness that since I was a barbaric monk, I should have only handed over a sword to the barbaric sword to force Liu Cha to end the battle of Fuyaozhou. What reason can Haoran use to persuade Liu Cha? He looks like a human?
Liu Cha said: "Chen Ping'an, I will only be your follower in Haoran and not go to the wilderness."
Chen Ping'an seemed anxious and complained loudly: "So much nonsense, insulting me and yourself!"
Liu Cha nodded. This is what he said.
Chen Ping'an went to the next mountain.
Liu Cha put his mind back on fishing, and the big bearded man suddenly woke up. The dog-good thing deliberately spoke loudly, scaring away the bluefish that was about to bite the bait.
The mountain where Chen Ping'an chose to settle down is also a good place for hiding wind and gathering water. There is an unknown small sect. The founder of the mountain is just a cave, with seven or eight genealogies, "three generations of people living together", and no ancestor hall was even opened. The ancestor who escaped from this world of war and chaos set up a slightly rough trick. They just devoted themselves to practicing and did not interact with ordinary people outside the mountain. They occasionally went out and sold some mountain goods, and bought some clothes, rice, oil and salt in the market.
Several second-generation disciples were discussing with the master, saying that they planned to open an escort agency in Dali Jing. Every family had a difficult sutra to recite. Following Master here to set up a sect, practicing Taoism can be pure and purified, but life is too shabby, mainly because they lack money and delayed their practice. Just talking about medicinal food on the mountain, it would cost a lot of real money and silver. The master didn't mind them going down the mountain to experience it, but was worried that they would suffer losses and wanted to be in Dali Jing where the tiger, hidden dragons were crouching.
The old man suddenly laughed and said in surprise: "Brother Cao Mo, are you here to search for mines again? "
Seeing the familiar figure in the blue shirt, the old man's second-generation disciples looked different. A young woman with a good appearance was circulating, but she deliberately turned to look at the green mountains on the side.
The other men and teenagers are all facing great enemies. They are just junior sisters or senior sisters. This martial artist named Cao Mo has come to their sects to wander around again and again recently. What a thief, and I still don’t know? It’s okay, the other party is a trainer who only knows how to play fist and foot skills. In another ten years, he will get old. He is afraid that he will talk sweet words and deceive her. The old sayings in the market say that good girls are afraid of being entangled by men.
Chen Ping'an bowed and smiled, "Brother Hong, I'm here to disturb you in the practice of cultivation again."
This founder of the cave realm, the old man named Hong Zhengyun, has a nameless name and is mediocre in his cultivation. Although he is a wild cultivator in the mountains and lakes, he has a kind heart. His disciples are all orphans who were gathered by the old man one after another in the battle in the past. Except for the two disciples who were barely able to refine qi and learn the introductory breathing skills, the other disciples have learned some Taoist boxing and sword techniques, which can strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives. It is a luxury to practice Taoism and become immortals. They are more like knights of the world who fly over the eaves and walls, and how can they do any immortal methods to subdue demons?
Therefore, it is a fairy sect that opened a temple, and it is said that it is a genealogical monk. Both the old man and his disciples know it well. The Taoist system wants to continue the incense, but only two of them.
This is also an important reason why the second generation of disciples wanted to run an escort agency. After earning money, they saved up some immortal money for her and a young man who was a third generation of disciples, went to the Immortal Ferry to buy the so-called cultivation resources in the books that were stunningly expensive, and sent back to the sect. Otherwise, they would be destined to not become immortals by producing in the mountains alone.
The visitor smiled and said, "I am a martial artist who has entered the Qi Refining Realm. I can hear the wings of mosquitoes and flies within a hundred feet. I just now discussed the matter, so I heard it and offended it."
A young man rolled his eyes. He annoyed Cao Mo the most. He always liked to talk about the third level of martial arts Qi Refining, for fear that others would not know that he was a martial arts master at the fourth level.
Since you are so awesome, you have taught me one or two unique skills. Even if you help me connect with Senior Sister Zhao, you can't discuss it.
Hong Zhengyun didn't think that Cao Mo's behavior was wrong. He would have taken out the cave area that seemed to be about to get moldy all day long and repeatedly said to his personal and second-generation disciples?
There must be one or two things in life, and you can boast about the world and outsiders.
He heard Cao Mo laugh again, "Brother Hong, it's not a coincidence. I happened to be in the capital. I have a bit of prestige and recognize Liu? The leader of the Yulong Gang also met the Han County Magistrate of Yongtai County. If you really go to Beijing to set up an escort agency, on the day of the good news, I can help you invite a few black and white local snakes to support the venue, so as to save a lot of unnecessary trouble."
Hong Zhengyun smiled with his beard, fearing that his disciples would not know the weight of Cao Mo's words. The old man explained on his behalf: "I have heard of that Master Qu. In his early years, this martial arts master seemed to have been in the capital with Fairy Helian of the Invincible God Fist Gang, and won a great reputation. As for the Han County Magistrate of Yongtai County, don't be fooled by the title of "County Magistrate". The county magistrate of Dali Capital is in a vassal state, and is no worse than a minister. Brother Cao, he has good popularity and strong relationships!"
The young man with a head and a brain raised his mind and said, "Master Cao's martial arts skills are so great. How far away did he see these big men in the world, the official master? They are also a hundred feet away, right?"
Sure enough, Cao Mo was choking for a moment, as if he had been exposed on the spot, and his face felt a little uncomfortable.
Except for her, the other disciples burst into laughter. The old man quickly scolded them for being rude and apologized: "Don't worry if you are not disciplined, Brother Cao Mo."
Cao Mo nodded and smiled, "If you care about anything with the younger generation, I am the elder and I am not magnanimous enough."
Hong Zhengyun talked with Cao Mo twice and knew that this grass-roots martial artist who claimed to be fond of wandering around the world was very humane and talented. He knew a little about the knowledge of the three religions and hundreds of schools. He knew the customs and humanities of the continent, which was amazing. What kind of martial artist in the four realms? At least it started in the fifth realm!
The old man waved his hand and let them disperse their own practice, leaving behind the most hope, or the only female disciple who had the hope of entering the fifth level of the Central Five Realms, Zhao Li.
Hong Zhengyun asked softly: "Brother Cao Mo, can you really help the escort agency to connect with the magistrate Han of Yongtai County?"
He asked back, "Is the escort agency a businessman?"
Hong Zhengyun laughed in silence and said slowly: "Our small sects have no courage or a way to go to the wrong path."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I know that there is a deserted cave in the capital, called Qingxuan Cave. I have no owner for a long time. Why don't you just move there to establish a mountain or a sect?"
Hong Zhengyun said helplessly: "Although I have never heard of Qingxuan Cave, the abandoned temple in the Dali Jingjin area is where we turn to take over it. It must be a Feng Shui treasure land that the imperial court secretly stared at."
Chen Ping'an nodded, "It was me who took it for granted."
Hong Zhengyun wanted to speak but stopped.
Zhao Li said softly: "Master Cao, what Master means is to ask if you have friends on the mountain and can introduce me to other immortal palaces to become masters and practice Taoism, but I don't want to do this."
Hong Zhengyun's old face turned red.
Chen Ping'an asked, "If I boast about Haikou and say that I can take you to Changchun Palace to practice Taoism again, Brother Hong will not nod, will you be willing to go?"
Zhao Li suddenly blushed, bit her lip, twisted her waist and left slowly, and said, "Dragon!"
Even Chen Ping'an was a little confused. I said that there was a prerequisite for "promoting Haikou", and I wanted to see how Hong Zhengyun and Zhao Li viewed practicing Taoism. How did the problem be related to the Dingtuzi?
Hong Zhengyun held back his laughter, "Brother Cao, you're so bragging. Zhao Li misunderstood that you have ulterior motives and tricked her down the mountain to go to Changchun Palace. On the way to travel around, huh?"
Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing, too lazy to explain anything, "Brother Hong, they don't understand, there are some misunderstandings. I believe you should know that I'm here, and there is absolutely no unreasonable thought."
Hong Zhengyun smiled and said, "I was young and full of energy. Who doesn't have the heart to love beauty?"
The old man likes to chat with Cao Mo. In addition to having a lot of experience and good knowledge on both sides, it is because Cao Mo is able to make jokes. Perhaps the reason why the two of them fall in love is because they are both good at self-deprecating.
Hong Zhengyun patted Chen Ping'an on the shoulder, "Brother Cao, I won't bother you about the escort agency. I'll talk about it until I really encounter something in the future."
Although the old man was not very familiar with the situation in Dali Jingcheng, because his disciples were preparing for the escort agency, he also inquired about some information in advance and learned about the two county magistrates of Changning County and Yongtai County.
Chen Ping'an put his sleeves in his hands and whispered: "I just don't understand. When a mountain and wilderness was wandering in the past, it was difficult for everyone to protect themselves in such a chaotic world. How could he be willing to spend all his personal wealth, save more than 300 women, children and orphans, and place them safely."
The old man was silent for a moment and smiled and said, "You understand."
Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly.
After a few chats, Cao Mo said goodbye and left, going to the mountains elsewhere to look for valuable herbs. In the eyes of the old man, a figure as small as mustard seeds was rarely visited. Only ancient pine and white clouds were accompanied by a cliff, which was as strong as a monkey and rose and fell.
If a great craftsman uses standards and shows others rules, then a great doctor can take the pulse of the country, diagnose current problems, and save the people.
People in the world say that gods are beautiful, there is no cold or heat in the mountains, rolling the curtains to see the green mountains, and smiling faces the spring breeze.
At the Qingxuan Cave of the Ape Ruzhan, Gu Can had previously explored this place. It was an ancient ruin without any mysteriousness. According to the records of the Chronicles, it was a temporary resting place for a wandering Taoist in history. Later, it was exaggerated by a riot, and then it became a strange and fairy-like color. Chen Ping'an looked at the road to the city from afar. He first used the method of shrinking the ground to go to the National Master's Mansion and changed into a court uniform.
The eunuch who was in charge of seals and had been waiting at the palace gate for a long time.
Chen Ping'an said: "Let Your Majesty wait for a long time."
The head of the eunuch from the Dali Dynasty smiled and said, "Soon."
The eunuch holding the seal asked softly: "National Master, how can I ask Miss Xie's travel notes when will it be published?"
Chen Ping'an asked, "I really know how to buy it?"
The eunuch who sealed the seal smiled and said, "It depends on the price, and who wrote the preface."
Perhaps life is a written travel notes of landscapes, stopping and stopping, resting and setting off, remembering and forgetting, meeting and parting, traveling and reunion, and homeland.