After three rounds of wine, my face was hot. The young boy in Qingyi and the old god Jing sat at the table of the Dragon Kiln Master and the kiln worker, which was to help the guests. Chen Lingjun was already very familiar with the "elders" and started shouting and playing tricks. He used the local dialect of the town with gestures, and the hall was full of red. Originally, the guests were extremely restrained. After being fussed by the young boy in Qingyi, Liu Xianyang and the others came to toast, they all said they would drink openly, so they completely let go.
Before, Jing Hao saw that Chen Ping'an had not even sat on the main table, so he realized the tact and did not go to the two leaders of the Confucian Temple and Jiang Taigong of the Wu Temple. Moreover, he and the Middle-earth Confucian Temple did not need to be attentive in this way. When it reached Jing Hao's Taoist age and realm, it would be wrong to talk about everything.
The old chef took off his apron sleeves and was dragged to the table by Zhong Qian from the kitchen. Zhu Lian couldn't resist the leader of the midnight snack line, so he patted his sleeves and asked with a smile: "Is it okay to be salty?"
Zhong Qian held a toothpick in her mouth, "In the future, when we return to Luopo Mountain, we must have this level of late-night snacks."
Zhu Lian raised his foot and Zhong Qian sighed, "I don't know why, I think about it when I get off the mountain. It's not like this on the other side of the lotus root blessed land."
Zhu Lian did not kick him and said with a smile: "It's not good, either, heroic nature, always return to his roots. How glorious you are outside? When you arrive in your hometown, you will be a country bumpkin, with a backpack, either a poem or a story."
Zhong Qian nodded, probably reading some books on the mountain of Luotuo, and now his words are more particular. "To be honest, the beauty's eyebrows, gentle local songs, the taste of local dishes, and the homesickness are all in her stomach. It is also the old chef's craftsmanship that can attract people's hearts best."
Zhu Lian kicked it straight away, "Then you gave me the sixteen books you stole from the backpack. Let's give me a sour article here, click on you, pretending not to understand human words, right?"
Gu Can had already vomited, and was vomiting on the railing, in a mess. Gu Lingzhen followed, patted his back gently, complaining that he had drunk too quickly, and took a little leisurely. Gu Can asked her to go back first, but Gu Lingzhen gave him a blank look, but he went. He heard Gu Can retching again, raised one of his arms and said to help me get a bowl of clean water. She was both angry and funny, and looked back and smiled charmingly.
Ning Yao, who had a little bit of makeup, drank a little drunk, but Chen Ping'an's eyes became brighter and brighter. He had a good alcohol tolerance and had the invincible spirit of sweeping away the troops.
Liu Xianyang and Sheyue were too good at blocking wine, and their ability to toast with others was perfect. They were a little unsatisfied. So while Sheyue went to the wedding room to change makeup and rest, Nuanshu hurried to the kitchen and brought a red paint carrying box that had been prepared long ago. It contained some wine and food. Each layer had a layer of flavor, ham, duck gizzard, belly slices, and seafood fillets as thin as cicada wings, supplemented by a few plates of simple dipping sauce, including fermented tofu, hot sauce, etc. It seemed that before the chopsticks, my eyes were full.
While eating, we counted the "share money", red envelopes and various gifts, and placed a table and piled up into a hill. The moon in the chest has always been a good deal of money, and there is never a shortage of treasures on the road of cultivation, but who would not like a full harvest?
The dressing mirror refined from the stone cliff on the back of the green cow is considered a gift from Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao. Xie Gou and Xiao Mo certainly have their own money. It is a ruin of an ancient Guanghan Hall in the bright moon and bright color. It was taken back to Luopo Mountain by Xiao Mo. Of course, he did not forget to let fellow Daoist Bixiao use the magical power of collecting the universe into mustard seeds. From this, it can be seen that Xiao Mo and fellow Daoist Bixiao are really not polite.
Liu Xianyang suddenly slapped the table, "Stop making a bridal chamber today, go to your own business. Chen Ping'an has no morning court. If you drink a little, hurry up to go to the Beijing National Master Mansion. Gu Can and Lingzheng can also go back to Fuyaozhou. Xiaomili continues to travel. When you arrive in Nanposa, you will report Liu Wushou's name..."
Gu Can smiled and said, "Everyone is busy with their own things? Then what are you busy with?"
Xie Yue glared at her shamelessly and said, "Little Slug, why are you a hooligan?"
Fortunately, Huailu came, otherwise the makeup on Xie Yue's face would be like opening a rouge shop. It seems that it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup. At this moment, Xie Gou said that he wanted to help with makeup, and said that he saw a high bun of a certain dynasty in the book, and then he paired it with a few golden strolls that were icing on the cake. She Yue wiped the corners of her mouth, and now she was also allowed to practice with a girl with a sable hat.
Gu Can glanced at Chen Ping'an, aren't you the most motivated to make a bridal chamber?
Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an nodded with a stern face, "I also advised Gu Can, but he didn't listen and insisted on making trouble."
Gu Lingzhen said oh, and raised his slender jade fingers covered with bright red nail polish, and said a few words to his son.
Xiaomi Li leaned against the back of the chair, was overwhelmed, shook her feet and burped, and it was not easy to say anything fair to the good mountain master for the time being.
Li Shenyuan knocked on the door timidly, Gu Lingzhen got up and opened the door. The young man said in a young voice: "Master Chen, Master Chen, Master said that Master Dong and the others went to the mountain pavilion to enjoy the scenery. Please help me entertain you."
Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "You can help lead a way too."
Li Shenyuan agreed with a tough bullet.
Youshan Pavilion is located among the deep forests and lush trees. It has a wide view and can see the winding lines of the rivers from afar.
It’s okay for Mr. Jiang from the Wu Temple to say that Mr. Dong and Mr. Han from the Confucian Temple must have not drunk like this for a long time.
The scent of orchids blows in the face. Looking at the world with drunken eyes, the mountains and rivers are replenished, and I am not satisfied for my whole life.
If you have good eyesight, you can see famous prostitutes and singing girls riding in oil-walled cars, or beautiful ladies and beautiful women from officials and relatives, dressed up and traveling along the water, and their graceful figures are like falling in the mirror.
"Spring is covered with autumn and freezing, winter is gone and spring is coming, and it is another year."
Chen Chunhua sighed: "I am pessimistic and I have already prepared myself. If I succeed in my life, the demon clan will definitely become a big deal. So I have been writing a history book for Confucianism for the past twenty years so that people in the next hundred and thousands of years can vaguely see the history of the past. Even if only a few people see it, even if they just open a few pages, this scribbled history book is meaningful."
Master Han smiled and said, "I just didn't think that the last sentence of the last old history book is the first sentence of the new history book in the new world."
Chen Chunhua smiled happily and said, "Even if it is a scrap manuscript, it will never be written in vain. To be honest, if you look back at this book, there are fewer right and more wrong ones. Fortunately, you have not published it, otherwise it would be a disaster."
Chen Ping'an came to the mountain pavilion, bowed, and said with a smile: "Personal opinion, the significance of 'pre-flow' knowledge is of course of great significance for later generations, but the academic path that has been clearly proven as wrong by history is also very meaningful. Why is it just a scrapped manuscript? I want to copy one by hand."
Master Dong nodded and praised: "That's right."
The old man, known as the main worship of the Wu Temple of Jiang Taigong, did not go around the corner and asked: "Mr. Chen, how can Jiang She think of the Wu Temple today?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Jiang She has decided to ignore military affairs anymore. Before going down the mountain, he said something in his heart, saying that he just thought it was a dream of peace forever."
Jiang Taigong sighed and said, "It seems that I still underestimated Jiang She's mind and spirit. As expected, no matter how high Jiang She is, it is not an exaggeration."
Master Dong asked, “Where is Bai Ze?”
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said, "It's almost certain that Bai Ze will be the first cultivator to enter the fifteenth level."
Master Dong asked, "Zheng Juzhong did it intentionally?"
Chen Ping'an nodded.
A young man named Li Shenyuan stood outside the pavilion, staring at the "historical" characters in the book on the "portraits" in the pavilion.
On the way, Master Chen asked him if he dared to walk into the mountain pavilion together and chatted face to face. The boy's face turned red in an instant, and he shook his head hard and said he didn't dare, but he really didn't dare.
Master Dong and his friends continued to return to the banquet, and the boy followed him and talked about some academic research. The generations and ages may be very different, but the knowledge in and outside the books is the same.
Chen Ping'an stayed in the mountain pavilion, and Yueding also stepped out to hide here. It was the leader of the boy in green with the Taoist name Jingqing. He brought half a table of people to toast in circles. Yueding was a man in the officialdom of the mountains and rivers, and was afraid that he would lose his composure after being drunk. Just as Chen Shanzhu also took a break in the pavilion, the two sides talked about the follow-up details of the alliance between Zhenwu Mountain and Luopo Mountain.
If you continue to drink it, Chen Ping'an will definitely be able to eat the last plate of hot dishes. However, Liu Xianyang said that he couldn't just drink Master Dong and others.
Chen Ping'an was drowsy and lay alone on the bench, intending to sniff for a while. When he woke up, he found himself on Ning Yao's lap. Ning Yao gently rubbed his brows. Chen Ping'an asked when it was time. Ning Yao said that it was almost the first time in Shen Shichu. Chen Ping'an sat up, stretched his waist, lowered his voice and said, "You look better than the bride."
Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen went back to Miyaodao, saying that someone from Yugui Sect soon came to Zhenjing Sect to reconcile. Xiao Mo continued to retreat in the snail shell dojo, and Xie Gou also went to Fuyaolu, both to protect the Tao and to observe the Tao. Xiaomi Li and the others also began to officially go out for a long trip, but Zhong Qian needed to carry a child in green on her back, and the latter was talking drunk and was still yelling at the same time that the two brothers were OK.
Zhu Lian and Lao Xian Jia still have to stay in the mountains.
Lovers will eventually get married, and they will live long and live long. They will learn calligraphy, swords and Taoism, make money, fame and merits, and believe that all flowers in the world will bloom.
Chen Ping'an first sent Ning Yao to Baopingzhou Tianmu and watched her return to Wucai Tianxia. Then he took a few student disciples to the National Master's Mansion.
Cao Qinglang still discussed knowledge with Lin Shouyi, and Guo Zhujiu and Pei Qian continued to visit the temple fair in the capital.
Chen Ping'an sat at the desk, rubbed his eyebrows, asked Rong Yu to help bring a cup of hot tea, and then called Xun Qu, the new secretary-general, to inquire about the progress of cooperating with Baihua Blessings to create the tragedy of Baihua.
Cao Gengxin came to the National Master's Mansion to complain, holding a large stack of letters in his hand, saying that he had been pleading with him for the past two days and was very worried. Mr. Cao sat on the chair, shaking the purple wine gourd, licking his face and asking if there was any wine in the National Master's Mansion? Rong Yu had to bring a jar of Changchun wine. Cao Gengxin took off the mud seal and poured it into the gourd.
Chen Ping'an said: "The Minister of Personnel in the accompanying capital has resigned. Why don't you go to Luojing to hide? This kind of quarrel is not a problem. Didn't Zhou Haijing and Gaiyan want to establish a second Immortal Inn? They can serve as your secret entourage. If it is not enough, I can send you an open guard."
Cao Gengxin asked, "What should Wei Liang do? He has been the left minister of the Ministry of Personnel for many years."
Chen Ping'an said: "He, Wei Li, the Ministry of Rites and Liu Xunmei, the Ministry of War, are almost twenty people, and will be transferred from the accomplices to the capital in the near future."
Cao Gengxin thought for a while, "Then do it like this. Even if the rank is the same, it is more glorious to be called the Lord Shangshu than to be called the Minister of the Secretariat. By the way, the national teacher, who is the so-called open-faced guard? Can you fight?"
The officialdom of Dali accompanied the capital is not an exaggeration. The key is that in Luojing, there are only a few officials from the local Dali family.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Make it. A demon clan warrior who just caught out of prison is named Zhaoluan. He is a bottleneck in the far-distance realm. He may not have reached Luojing yet. He is the top of the mountain. He is not very useful in the National Master's Mansion and is wasted. But you have to be careful. Zhaoluan has a good mind and is not easy to fool."
Cao Gengxin said, "Will this guy lose his heart and go crazy and kill someone?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It's not clear, so let you consider whether you can take it to Luojing. It's up to you to take it."
Cao Gengxin hesitated and made up his mind, "Let's take it with me, and take one or two evil slaves to the streets, idle and tease the good family, has always been my dream of dandy life. When I arrived in Luojing, I left the official office to visit privately, and had a dispute with those unsightly fellows in restaurants or streets, and competed with their family backgrounds. I was not in a hurry to reveal my identity. When they asked me if I knew who their father was, I would ask them if they knew who the official was?! Tsk tsk, it was beautiful just thinking about it."
Chen Ping'an praised the word, "Get out."
Cao Gengxin picked up the Changchun wine on the flower table, raised his head and drank a few drops, followed the hand-paper corridor and swayed to the kitchen of the National Master's Mansion. He thanked a cook who was sitting at the table in his spare time and said that he was going to Luojing. Yu Qing, a chef who gave up restoring his identity as a cherry green, was confused by the waiter-in-law who looked reluctant. He couldn't tell me this, right?
Rong Yu stood not far away, with Zhaoluan and Tiezao standing beside her. She smiled and reminded: "Shilarious Minister Cao, Zhou Haijing and others are already in the Taoist temple where Geling are located, waiting for you to discuss the trip to Luojing."
Cao Geng looked as usual, but in fact he had a headache. His uncle Cao Ping's words made him feel scared.
Looking at the old man with a long beard with a clear appearance, Cao Gengxin asked in confusion: "What is this old man?"
Rong Yu smiled and said, "The pseudonym is Tied Jujube, a ghost in the Nascent Soul Realm. The national master said that one gets one free, and Mr. Cao made a fortune."
Cao Gengxin smiled bitterly and said, "It's easy to say."
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In the county town of Qiyun Mountain, there was actually a woman who should have gone to Youyi Peak to congratulate her but changed her mind temporarily. She complained about herself here and ordered a few local specialty dishes in the restaurant. She was only a few steps away from the ancestral mountain of Longquan Sword Sect, but after all, she didn't have the courage to meet Master Ruan, and meet the current sect leader Liu Xianyang, especially Senior Sister Xu.
She is Liu Yu, the personal disciple of Leng Qi of Qiongzhifeng. She is now in the Longmen Realm, and her natal flying sword "Reed" is "Dihua".
In fact, this time when we went out, it was Liu Yu's own wish, and Yu Jiaofeng Yu Jing's suggestion. Yu Jing said it beautifully at that time. No matter what, we all entered the sword path in the Longquan Sword Sect. Although we were regretful in the end, we had no fate with Master Ruan, but we always had to be grateful. Besides, Liu Xianyang and Zhengyangshan asked for swordsmanship, which was a personal grudge. At that time, we only did our duty to take the sword. If we took the sword, we took it back, it was not a reason why it was better to resolve the enemy than to make a relationship?
This is probably the reason why Yu Jing was able to become the 30-year-old Jindan Sword Immortal and the Lord of Zhengyang Mountain?
It should also save you something. People who are always smart are often in wealth and fame and fortune, and they will make their mark and take advantage of them.
In the final analysis, the gains and losses in this period are always self-affected.
Liu Yu looked depressed, she was simple-minded, and she was not as versatile as Yu Jing, who could bend and stretched. She just felt that she owed a great kindness to the Longquan Sword Sect. She would occasionally regret it. Was it wrong to insist on going down the mountain and get out of the Longquan Sword Genealogy?
Like Lu Xiting, Lu Langhuan and others, they climbed the mountain and practiced swords with Liu Yu and Yu Jing. Dong Gu, Xu Xiaoqiao and Xie Ling and others taught them on behalf of their teachers. They had no regrets about Yu Jing, who had the best qualifications, and Dong Gu and others chose to seek a better position. Xie Ling even sarcastically said in private that this long-browed man looked down on Yu Jing, who was so smart, and was simply stupid.
But Xie Ling felt that it was not appropriate to go to the place like a thief cave in Zhengyang Mountain. It was obvious that the temple had a small demon, the wind was strong and the water was shallow. What could Liu Yu learn? But Xie Ling mentioned it and was too lazy to persuade her.
However, when a woman is in love, how can the truth be explained?
Liu Yu was a cardamom girl who had just fallen in love, and was not a woman who was familiar with the love of the world. She only felt that the word "love" in the world was the truth. The girl looked at her and saw only the lover of the world. That is Xu Xiaoqiao, how could she persuade the girl to change her mind?
When he went down the mountain and went up the mountain, he was also practicing Taoism and swords. Liu Yu always felt lost over the years.
There were a few seasonal dishes on the table with a full range of colors, fragrance and flavor. Liu Yu just tasted like chewing wax. After drinking a few glasses of bad wine, she put down a ingot of silver, and didn't want the guy to find money, so she left the restaurant.
Liu Yu was in a state of disheartening spirit, and Yu Yifeng was definitely not going there. After all, she was also afraid that the person would be afraid to the core.
When that man became the Grand Master of Dali, the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain were simply... sitting on wax.
Last time, the atmosphere was so solemn that it was breathless.
Of course, there are also those who are not afraid at all. They are all young girls who are ignorant of the world.
Liu Yu sighed, walked into a secluded alley, pinched the Taoist tricks and restrained his body, and went to an official road around the county town with his sword, blocking five or six junior disciples from Zhufeng on the road. When they saw Liu Yu, their faces were a little awkward. There was only a slim girl with cold eyebrows and eyes, with a calm expression.
Although Liu Yu felt sorry for them and envied that they had no decay at all, he could not let them do whatever they wanted, and said in a angrily manner: "Sneaking down the mountain and following them all the way. Do you really think I don't know your whereabouts? Why, you still want to ask Jian Youyi Peak?"
The girl said with a stern look: "Uncle Liu, we just want to take a look at Youyi Peak and Luobo Mountain from a distance, and then quietly return to the master's sect."
Now Leng Qi, the head of Qiongzhifeng Peak, has been "in seclusion", and Liu Yu is responsible for the affairs of the peak. She can participate in the discussions of the ancestors' hall in an extraordinary way. So in the eyes of these children, Liu Yu is still very majestic.
Liu Yu's face Ruohanshuang asked, "What do you think of it after seeing it from afar?"
The girl said calmly: "Let go when you see it. If someone asks who we are, it will be said that it is Yamazawa Noshui. Do they believe it or not, and they don't do anything anyway."
Liu Yu was amused, but still had a tense face and scolded him: "I'm just making a fuss!"
I heard that this quirky girl has a good sword training qualification and is not very good at all. She often goes to the boundary mark alone.
A slow sword light came, Xu Xiaoqiao landed on the ground, put his sword back to the sheath, and smiled and said, "It's not a problem to just take a few glances. Let me go to the mountain gate archway with me to stop and take a closer look. We'll make it in advance that Longquan Sword Sect can do this, which doesn't mean you can copy it to Luopo Mountain."
Liu Yu's eyes turned red in an instant. She was an elder on the side of the children, but on the side of Senior Sister Xu, Liu Yu was still like a girl back then.
Xu Xiaoqiao smiled and said, "You don't have to be too disgusting. You come back often to see me. Senior Brother Dong and Xie are welcome."
Liu Yu smiled bitterly instead.
The young and girls were all very happy. The more they walked down the mountain, the more they walked north, their courage became less and less, but no one was embarrassed to speak back first.
Only the girl who spoke to Liu Yu just now suddenly asked a question that no one could imagine, "Master Xu Feng, is that Gu Can on the mountain?"
If Gu Can was on the mountain, she would not look closer. The shadow of the famous tree, who would not be afraid of Gu Can who went to Baidi City from Shujian Lake.
When she mentioned this, all her peers were gasping for air conditioning, and they were very afraid and felt guilty. How could they forget this?!
At this moment, without waiting for Xu Xiaoqiao to say anything, a slightly smiling and mellow voice rang behind the young girls, "Gu Can is not on the mountain."
The girl's face was stiff. When she turned around, she saw a young man in Confucian shirt with a handsome young man in Confucian clothes standing beside him a beautiful woman with a flowery beauty.
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In the northwest of Tongyezhou, a huge city near the sea, with a prosperous scene with blooming flowers and bustling streets. How could you imagine a densely populated city, city walls, roads, mansions and buildings, new, and the signs of various shops, wine tricks in restaurants, etc., all of them. In just less than twenty years, a city was built out of thin air, gathering more than 300,000 people.
A handsome Taoist priest with a young appearance was wearing a blue Taoist robe, a scarf on his head, and a geeky footsteps on his feet, and was very arrogant.
When I came to a high platform for viewing the sea view, the boy did not climb up to see the distance, and just wandered around the nearby stall for a while, and then returned to the Taoist temple in the city where I temporarily stayed.
Although the Taoist temple is small, there are two ruins of the previous dynasty. One is the Thunder Picking Officer built by the emperor, which enshrines a spirit officer of the Fire Department. There is also a local chronicle that says it is a deep well that can reach the Dragon Palace under the sea. It is said that there are divine objects lurking in it and guarding the water veins.
The young Taoist priest was blocked by a middle-aged man carrying a sword.
Maybe seeing the other party is burly and powerful, Kong Wu is going to suffer a loss when fighting, the young Taoist priest had to take the initiative to take the detour. The man followed him several steps and continued to block the way, clearly showing a rogue-like manner as a market rogue.
The boy stopped and frowned and asked, "Why should fellow Taoists be so aggressive? The road is wide, and everyone goes one side, what's wrong?"
The man sneered and said, "Why should Master Du ask me knowingly?"
Du Hanling remained silent.
The swordsman said, "Someone said that as long as you try to escape into the sea, you will take you to the merit forest of the Middle Earth Confucian Temple. If you stay in the Golden Pin Temple, just focus on spiritual spiritual cultivation and pursue the realm of immortals."
The man smiled, "If you are patient enough, I will have a headache. It is quite hard to stare at a slick loach in the Yupu realm every day."
Du Hanling from Jinding Temple has been in seclusion for a long time and has not appeared in the world for many years. When the war ended, the wild demon clan stranded in Tongyezhou was wiped out, and a Taoye Alliance held in the capital of Daquan was found. In addition to the Yao family of Daquan, as well as the sixteen larger immortal temples, and thirty-four vassal sects on the mountain were huge and inspiring. In name, it preserved the vitality of the hometown continent and resisted the infiltration of monks from other continents. In fact, everyone knew and was wary of the Dali Dynasty in Baopingzhou in the north.
The Taoye League was extremely popular in Tongyezhou, and the limelight vaguely overshadowed the Yuguizong in the south.
As the leader of the alliance, Du Hanling is even known as the king on the mountain and the prime minister in the mountain.
But when the newly built Qingping Sword Sect brought the Yugui Sect and the Daquan Dynasty, they decided to dig a brand new Dadu, and soon built a temporary ancestral temple in Yunyan Kingdom. In addition to the Immortal Master, there were also emperors of various countries or ministers of the Ministry of Revenue. They discussed matters every day and almost never talked about morality or general trend. After talking about it, it was the most realistic word, money!
The Taoye Alliance has become an interesting story and joke that has gradually disappeared without news or subsequent texts. They also understood why Du Hanling was in seclusion for many years. What did he do when he went out of the mountain? He took the initiative to go to Yunyan Kingdom and said that I am willing to do my best to join the grand ceremony? Or go to Mirage City to argue with the Queen of Yao, why did he betray the alliance? Is it true that the rumors in the city are true, you and the Chen surnamed?
Du Hanling sighed and said, "What a sword immortal Xu Jun."
Xu Xu, a sword cultivator in Jinjiazhou, said to be nice, he is a fantasy, but to put it bluntly, he is a wild cultivator in Shanze and Ye, who has never had a genealogy identity.
Xu Xie smiled and said, "The false name given to him on the mountain."
Before, he attended the Qingping Sword Sect celebration and was entrusted by someone to help stare at Du Hanling.
Since Xu Xie agreed to this matter, he must not make any mistakes. After all, what Xu Xie hates the most is colluding with the wilderness.
However, in addition to this reason, Xu Xie was willing to take over this matter, and there were some inside stories, which were related to the palace sealed in Liuxiazhou and the ruins of Mangshan. To be precise, Xu Xie's real guide to the mountain was the female ghost senior named Qing Temple, named Zhou Song. In addition, Xu Xie was one of the twenty-two people, and Zhou Song, who was also half of his master, secretly instructed him.
Du Hanling said in confusion: "How can the dignified Mr. Xu be persuaded by outsiders, spend time, and stare at a stranger who has no grudges for a long time?"
Xu Xie said even more puzzledly: "All death is coming, are you still concerned about these trivial matters?"
Du Hanling frowned and asked, "What?!"
Xu Xie smiled and said, "Chen Ping'an said he would take you to the Confucian Temple Gongde Forest. That's his statement, and I have my own opinion."
Xu Xie was patient, as if he was just explaining to the dead, "My opinion is that he would rather kill him than let him go."
Du Hanling did not say a word anymore, and used his unique magical powers to escape from the city.
But no matter how Du Hanling is doing, he uses all his skills, Xu Xu is just like a shadow, and he is not in a hurry to hand over the sword. He even deliberately gestures to Du Hanling with his eyes. You might as well threaten me, Xu, with your ordinary lives.
Du Hanling finally couldn't help but curse, and at the same time, he tried to secretly activate a large mountain and water formation.
When Xu Xie heard this, he looked normal and smiled, "I am famous for having a bad temper, but I don't want to get angry with the dead."
Du Hanling opened the landscape formation with the Golden Pin Temple as the center. The mountain and water fortune of half of Tongyezhou, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, was stirred up, and strange phenomena were everywhere. This was Du Hanling's self-protection technique.
If you annoyed Master Dao, let all the ordinary people of Tong Yezhou be buried with you!
Xu Xie cut off Du Hanling and the great formation with just one sword, and said lightly, like cutting tofu with a knife.
He then cut off Du Hanling's head with a casual sword.
A head that jumped high, Du Han's spiritual face was ashes, with a sad expression, "Xu Xie, when will you ascend to the ascension?!"
Xu Xie, who had not even sacrificed his natal flying sword, twisted his wrist, shook a sword flower, and smiled and said, "Our sword cultivator must always have some experience."
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Wild hinterland, southeastern boundary.
On one side, a Taoist book with a large word as big as a bucket is engraved on one side. The text is the meticulous and self-created cloud and water script. The content of the Taoist book is extremely shallow and the writing is never obscure.
Not only this place, but there are tens of thousands of similar cliff carvings in the wilderness of the mountains and fields, engraved with three Taoist books, which correspond to the entry-level qi refining, how to open a house, and what is the elixir. They are all methods of climbing and upgrading the mountain compiled by meticulously and personally.
For thousands of years, there have been often those monsters who are slightly enlightened and have not yet fully developed their bodies and have become spirits. They gathered under a cliff book. Some lucky people learned to refine their qi as they looked at it. They were ecstatic, danced and turned to the cliffs elsewhere to read the "Next Book". More monsters were always confused, coming and going, going and returning, and in a daze, they were always unwilling to give up.
In the wild world, if a great demon goes down the mountain and travels with a bird's eye view, you can often see an abandoned temple on a route with most of the mountain that is fragmented, and a prosperous capital of a country with extremely new buildings that has become a ghost city. It was split in half by a sword, or was attacked with a heavy treasure and beaten the city into ravines... But whoever dares to move these cliffs, who dares to kill the "ants" gathered at the foot of the mountain to observe the cliff carvings, Wen Hai, the disciples of his Taoist vein, such as the first tutor Shouchen, will definitely come to the door in person, carry one or a pile of heads, and hang their heads on those cliffs.
Over time, towns were formed around these large cliffs. With a city, there was even a fairy ferry not far away. The fireworks were dense and the tourists were crowded, and most of them were human.
But no matter whether it is the city or the ferry, you will intentionally distance yourself from the mountain.
There is a bumpy yellow mud road, and there is a wine stall on the side of the road. The tall flags are drooping softly. The shopkeeper is a plump and beautiful woman with a tall and upright breast and a slender waist that looks like willow branches and is full of fruits.
There was always a young man beside her with a dull look and a pale face.
The guests who sat down with the wine stall always said that they were her idiot brother.
In the wild world, generally speaking, the more individual the demon clan looks, the harder it is to provoke.
The woman was wearing a thin dress and wearing a pair of satin embroidered shoes.
A large white and greasy scenery was deliberately exposed on her chest. If not, how can she attract customers? What is the fake wine that relies on water?
The woman looked resentful and said to herself, "I can't mix water anymore, I can't sell it for the price."
There were five tables, and there were two tables sitting at the guests. One of the bastards were still throwing dice there, only gambling and not buying wine.
She shook an old round fan with a picture of the erotic palace hard, and the sound of the two tables of wine and gamblers looked over.
She didn't realize it at all, just complaining that this ghost could not live.
Back then, I went to the Great Wall of Jianqi to fight, and many of the people who had succeeded in learning Taoism ran south, so the wine stall business was still good.
A few years ago, I heard that Haoran's soft boys were evil and wanted to fight the wilderness, so I asked a large group of demon cultivators to continue running south.
The wine shop has been doing well for a few years, but unfortunately there are fewer and fewer drinkers now, and they all become smarter and know that the value of every immortal money is precious.
A group of strange faces that were slowly approaching came up. The woman stretched her neck, squinted her eyes, and suddenly threw the fan on the table, and said panic: "Close the stall, get out quickly."
Those ignorant guys were still teasing her with old dirty words, and they had no new ideas.
She was so angry that she stepped on the bench and said with a slight look: "If you don't get out, you will be your companion on the road to the underworld in a while. I won't burn paper money for you, get out quickly!"
In the hot season, a group of Taoists who were walking towards the wine shop could be vaguely seen on the yellow road. The figures and hazy outlines of Taoists came to the shop. They were all human-shaped. They drank and cooled down when they didn't spend money to see the white and greasy guests, although they didn't know what to do, they still noticed something unusual, and they did not hesitate, either pinching the tricks or using escape techniques, and instantly dispersed.
On the road, a short figure with a braid seemed to be about to rush forward, but someone grabbed her braid, but her braid was too strong, just like lying in the air, it looked very funny.
When they approached, it was her!
There is also one of the new thrones, one of the Southern Shouchen officials, the Northern Shouchen officials! How did they get together?
The most terrifying thing is the man in the middle of this team with braids and a girl in black robe.
She smiled stiffly, pretended to be stupid, and said in a trembling voice: "What guests come to drink? It's just that the wine is bad, I'm afraid you won't get used to it."
The middle-aged man in charge sat down with a gentle expression and smiled: "I'll look for you along the way. Wait for a few more people and drink."
The beautiful woman looked at the "idiot brother" with her, and she was extremely helpless.
Xiao Wei stepped on the bench and said angrily: "What's the matter with the pestle? Hurry up and pour wine."
Liubai knew that Mr. Zheng wanted to "by the way" to gather the monks of the wild heavenly stems, and no one could escape.
Shouchen smiled and said, "If the negotiation is reached, my master will not pay for the drinks or drinks. If the negotiation is not reached, I will settle the bill."
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Huaihuang County Town.
Senior sister Sudian has already traveled far away, and she didn't say when she would return home. Maybe tomorrow or next year, it's not clear.
So the shop was left with only Shi Lingshan, a shop that was guarding this increasingly deserted business. The land deed belonged to the Yang family. The Yang family is a big family in the town. Although his master's surname is Yang and he is called Old Man Yang, he has nothing to do with the Yang family, but he is just like the boss and the Changgong. Previously, there was a shop with the surname Yang. It was said that he became rich in the state city and became rich, so he looked down on being a clerk at the shop. He earned the money for a few taels of silver every month. It happened that Shi Lingshan didn't want to see that really hateful face.
The shop was about to close, and an unexpected and reasonable guest came.
Shi Lingshan asked casually, "Why are you here?"
Logically speaking, he was a mountain master and a national teacher, and his affairs were heavy. Even if he was walking, he would still walk to the God of Piyun Mountain. He shouldn't have come to such a shop the size of a tofu block. I remember the first time I met, the young man spoke more rushingly and asked the other party, "Are you sick?"
Now Shiling Mountain dares not be so straightforward.
Chen Ping'an said: "I just come here to take a look, and don't buy medicine or see a doctor."
Shi Lingshan was disappointed.
After entering the shop together, Chen Ping'an used a dry tobacco pole to lift the curtain and went directly to the backyard of the medicine shop. The long bench had been moved to Luopo Mountain by Xianwei and Zheng Dafeng.
Shi Lingshan followed the Dali National Master into the backyard, not to guard against thieves, but always had a courtesy of treating guests.
This young martial artist who had also been to the world outside was a little sad, "I heard from Master that every practitioner and every heart of the Tao are a glutton."
It was just a metaphor. I almost did it, and I gave this sentence "monetized".
Shi Lingshan squatted on the other side of the corridor and rubbed his cheeks, "Even my senior sister and I don't understand very well. We can't handle anything the master said."
"Zheng Dafeng said that we are fools who only know how to practice boxing. After suffering the loss of not much study, if it were him, we would be able to talk to the master a lot."
"Maybe he really hit it."
After hearing Shi Lingshan's nagging patiently, Chen Ping'an sat on the stairs, knocked on the dry tobacco pole, pinched out some tobacco leaves, and did not tear Zheng Dafeng's platform. He just asked with a smile: "Didn't you think about walking out of the town and surfing alone?"
Shi Lingshan shook his head, "Learn from literature and martial arts, sell it to the imperial family? I can't do such things. They are either noble or not. They are just lazy and don't obey. It's okay for the master to say a few words to me, but if it's someone else, I don't like to listen. It's already hard to listen to people's words, and it's even more difficult to guess people's thoughts. It's better to stay here and avoid being quiet and not delay practicing boxing."
Chen Ping'an nodded, "It's not easy for everyone to have ambitions and be able to enjoy themselves."
Shi Lingshan said: "Chen Ping'an, you are the old world and are the most familiar with the woman's thoughts. Do you think the reason why Senior Sister Su doesn't like me is because she thinks I have little prospects?"
Chen Ping'an said seriously: "First of all, it is different from familiar women. Secondly, whether Sudian likes you or not, and has never seen you with his own eyes, I am not sure. But the old saying goes, women always make sense. If childhood sweethearts are together day and night, they may not be able to fall in love with each other and develop a love affair. Even if they have vows, they may not be reliable. Women are not in the cage raised by anyone. A man’s family background, talent, power and status cannot be considered a bird’s cage. Marriage is determined and not to be a rude person."
Shi Lingshan glanced at Chen Ping'an and said, "I have a good appearance."
It’s not just a boast, it’s always more than you and Zheng Dafeng.
Even you can find Ning Yao. It’s not an exaggeration to ask my senior sister Sudian to live together.
Chen Ping'an smiled and it was your duty to be a bachelor.
The two sides were not familiar with each other, and there was really nothing to talk about. Although Shi Lingshan liked martial arts, he had his own way to walk, so he didn't ask him for advice, let alone the idea of asking for fist. However, a few years ago, he had some chances to compete with the young mountain master of Luopo Mountain. Later, he learned some news from Zheng Dafeng or the Shanshui Mansion, and Shi Lingshan had no idea.
At most, I would complain occasionally, and in this way, my fist and foot skills are not as good as Chen Ping'an.
Shi Lingshan looked at the man in blue shirt sitting intentionally or unintentionally at the bottom of the steps, and asked a question by a stranger.
"It's very hard, but it's worth it?"
Upon hearing this question, Chen Ping'an slowly swallowed the clouds and blew the mist, was silent for a moment, nodded, and smiled and said, "It's worth it."