Chapter 349 Burying the river and sealing the righteousness
(Ten thousand words chapter)
A short woman wearing imperial robes appeared out of thin air on the bank of the Buried River, walking slowly.
As her realm of cultivation has risen sharply, the Goddess of Buried Rivers has become more and more skilled in controlling the water transportation on both sides of the bank. It is like a military general opening up territory and expanding the territory. Wherever the horse's hooves go, it is the territory.
The Buried River is a large river that almost crosses most of the Daquan Dynasty from east to west. In the past, she could barely maintain the power of the Buried River with the help of her refined weapons. Facing a troublesome river monster that has not yet reached the Golden Core realm, she would already have a hard time. If she took the risk
Biyou Palace was rashly promoted to Biyou Palace, but the Daquan court was unwilling to spend part of the national fortune and asked the monks of Qin Tianjian to bring it and put it in the Water Temple.
This is also one of the reasons why the Water Goddess is unwilling to agree. Once the plaque on the palace is replaced by Biyou Palace, everyone will be jealous and coveted from all directions. Maybe the two plaques on the palace will be used as firewood one day.
She is naturally bold and has a violent temper. This is true. She could have been buried in a river for hundreds of years. She has firmly grasped every opportunity in her hands. Naturally, she is definitely not an idiot.
She squatted down and picked up a handful of water from the buried river. Under the moonlight, the river water rippled slightly in her palms. Compared with before, she felt much more energetic.
Before rushing to the post house, many incense essences that the water temple could not bear first flowed backwards and poured into the temple. The originally silver-white incense essence turned into pale gold and floated towards the main hall in strands.
The clay sculpture and golden body are not the gilding craftsmanship of some statue craftsmen, but the foundation of the divine way of a landscape deity. It is a manifestation of the great avenue, and the rich light golden incense slowly suffuses the altar.
The golden statue on the statue is known as "gold-painted" in Shinto. There are only two situations where such a phenomenon will occur. One is that the monks of the Qintian Supervisor carry the emperor's will and act according to the order.
An imperial brush dipped in gold depicts the golden body of a certain god. Most of them are just "several enlightenments". There is also a kind of Confucian saint who "points the country" to the golden body, and these Confucian saints must be at least seventy-two.
The Master of Academy Mountain and his ilk.
In addition to the great blessing that the Buried River Water Temple inexplicably received, Biyou Mansion was even more blessed by water transport, and auspicious clouds gathered like a canopy.
It can almost be regarded as a paradise for spiritual practice.
This move is considered a formality!
Truly recognized by the orthodoxy of Haoran Heaven and Earth!
No matter how arrogant the River Goddess is, she still knows that this great favor that caught her off guard is no less than the first time Mr. Chen taught him a lesson and solved his doubts.
In the post house, she joked that she had given her body to him, but the reason for this was that she really didn't know how to repay her.
The jade slip itself is actually what she calls the treasure of Biyou Mansion.
In ancient times, the Mihe River was once the main trunk of one of the three major rivers entering the sea in Tongyezhou. Since then, changes in the sea, river changes, siltation, blockage and other changes have made the rules of that major river smaller and smaller, and finally only the
One section is the buried river. The predecessor of Biyou Mansion is the ruins of the "Hedu Dragon Palace", and the jade slip is the treasure she found from the ruined Dragon Palace. It has not changed its color for thousands of years, and is the essence of the river water.
Condensed into substance, it is a concrete representation of the water movement of heaven and earth, and then refined into a jade slip by the old Dragon King. Presumably in the distant years when the Dragon Palace was still there, this jade slip was also a treasure that the Dragon King couldn't put down.
She asked Chen Pingan to write down the Taoist secrets of the Xian family and destroy the jade slips immediately. In fact, she was just teasing.
Only Chen Ping'an could destroy the jade slips unless he was a god in the fifth realm.
However, after refining it into a natal object, and now that she has the secret to "reach immortality in one step", she believes that as long as Chen Ping'an works hard, he has a lot of hope.
She stepped into the buried river in one step and walked on the water, like a goddess in a fantasy novel.
The only fly in the ointment is that the river demon must have colluded with a nearby mountain god, landed on the shore, and hid in the mountains somewhere, without a trace.
The Water Goddess fell backwards and lay on the surface of the river, drifting downstream with the current.
The water ghosts drowned in the river followed the Water Goddess at the bottom of the river, drifting towards the Water God Temple.
She suddenly covered her face, looking shameless and coquettish, "Those embarrassing words are not something that a young girl can say."
Fortunately, she quickly regained her fighting spirit. She sat up and said happily: "Hurry up and ask the craftsmen to go to Mirage City to reshape the statue of the god! People rely on clothes and gold makeup! The curve on the chest of the statue should be exaggerated.
Well, the legs can be longer!"
Some water ghosts wandering at the bottom of the river who have enlightened their intelligence really gained their knowledge. There is such an interesting water goddess in the world.
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The Yao family's team encountered many ridiculous things on their way north.
A well-known martial artist came here with an exquisite eight-treasure gun made of fine iron, saying that he wanted to learn about the Yao family's gun, which was so powerful at the border.
This man called his friends, and dozens of horses roared over, all stopping on the official road. He sat high on the horse and shook out a fancy gun. It can't be said that he is a three-legged cat Kung Fu, and he is a second- or third-rate person.
Martial arts masters can still develop skills that have been honed for more than ten years, but the fighting skills of such martial arts people are certainly not on the same level as those of the Yao family's iron spear, which can make the difference between life and death in the blink of an eye.
Yao Zhen was sitting in the carriage and reading military books. He just thought it was funny and had no experience with these heroes who were crazy about fame. When Yao Jin gave an order, the Yao family's cavalrymen silently took off their light crossbows, scaring the group of people.
He immediately ran out of the official road and waited until the Yao family's team had gone away, chattering endlessly, complaining that the Yao family's cavalry was like an embroidered pillow, with a false reputation, and no confidence to even compare the results with his marksmanship.
As a result, this group of people were arrested and brought to justice by the prefecture and city officials that day, and the brothers and sisters suffered a solid meal in prison.
Later, there was a wild cultivator from the Lower Five Realms, who was not very old, in his early twenties, and tried to become a military follower of the Yao family, but he did not dare to make any mistakes. He explained his general life background and touted his magical skills appropriately.
Fa, squatting outside the inn where he was staying, eating dry biscuits and drinking bad wine, waiting for his defeat. Yao Zhen asked someone to give him a hundred taels of silver. Ye Xiu blushed, but he accepted the money before leaving.
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As we got closer and closer to Mirage City, the news that Yao Zhen was about to take up the post of Minister of War spread like wildfire, spreading throughout the government and the public.
There was another frustrated military monk who was in his prime, tall and tall, blocking the way. He threatened that if anyone from the Yao family defeated him, he would get out immediately. Then Shao Yuanran showed his hand, and he got out.
What really aroused the curiosity of the Yao family team was that the mountain god waded into the water and the water god went up the mountain. Two strange things happened in succession.
It's just that these two mountain and water gods are far inferior to the rank of the river god, and they are the lowest-ranking local gods. The mountain god governs a land with a radius of a hundred miles, and the water god is the Hebo who is responsible for a river of two hundred miles. The mountains and rivers on both sides
They are neighbors, so the relationship is not harmonious, and there are frictions from time to time. But in the past, it was just a small fight, just shouting at each other at the border of the mountains and rivers. However, recently, because of a big pilgrim, the incense burning gate was changed, and the temple was moved from the mountain temple to the water god temple.
, it was related to whose pocket a small amount of one hundred thousand taels of silver went into every year. The little mountain god asked a tugong under his command to secretly persuade the pilgrims to change their minds. Unexpectedly, He Bo bumped into him and beat the tugong to shame.
In a fit of anger, he directly crossed the border and waded into the river. With two big axes, he hit the river for more than ten miles and set off huge waves. The people were horrified. How could the water god afford such shame? He carried the river water back up the mountain and rushed directly to the mountain temple.
The Yao family team happened to be on their way near the river bank at that time. The two worshipers and the Yao family monks who accompanied the army protected Yao Zhen and the three Yao people to watch the fun.
Among the group of people following Chen Ping'an, only Pei Qian and Zhu Lian followed.
Then I saw the scene of the Hebo Temple on Jiji Mountain.
The two sides fought hard, and the mountain god took advantage of the position and pushed He Bo back into the water. He Bo once again controlled the turbid water, becoming more and more courageous the more he fought.
You come and go, each showing his magical powers, and a beautiful mountain peak is completely flooded by the flood, and countless towering trees are broken and collapsed.
Outside the battlefield, the land lords and mandrills on the mountain, the shrimp soldiers, crab generals and water ghost servants by the river were waving flags and shouting, all hoarse, looking more tired than fighting in battle, and competing with each other. A red drum was set up by the river.
They beat drums to cheer for their master He Bo, and the drums beat like thunder. They quickly brought out a flag several feet high from the mountain and waved it vigorously, making a hunting sound.
Shao Yuanran stood next to Yao Jinzhi and explained to her the inside story of the landscape gods. His words were humorous. The girl Yao Lingzhi listened with interest, but she didn't know what her sister Yao Jinzhi was thinking under the curtain.
Pei Qian was busy picking up the lively river fish on the shore, which was much easier than fishing by herself.
This farce was interrupted by a livid-faced Zhoucheng City God, who came in the wind, hovered in the air, and cursed the two gods bloody.
This City God is wearing an official uniform specially made by the Daquan Rites Department. The front and back official patches are the same as those of officials in the underworld. The specific rank is determined by the pattern. However, the official uniforms of the City God are all black, which means walking in the underworld as a human monarch.
, restraining the many ghosts and ghosts that haunt the night. Compared with the obscene temples that are scattered all over the world and have been repeatedly banned, the City God needs the imperial edict more, and there is almost no case of "incorrect name". Any surname in charge of the country has certain surnames.
The City God who is rooted in the city is naturally the easiest to control, and the City God is naturally loyal to the court.
Chen Pingan looked at the commotion in Fangshanshui and felt at peace.
Compared with my experience in Longquan Town and what I saw and heard during my two trips, these scenes before me are ultimately trivial and far from ridiculous. It’s just that it’s hard to climb up to Piyun Mountain in my hometown again. It’s the first time.
It feels like seeing the majestic river.
Zhu Lian was standing next to Chen Pingan. Among the four retinues, the Yao family was deeply impressed by this man because compared to the other three, this rickety old man really looked like a follower. In addition, they all heard that there was a fight in the inn.
From the performance of the four of them, it was vaguely known that the stunning woman carrying the sword was a swordsman, the majestic Mr. Lu was a master of swordsmanship, and the silent Wei Xian stood in front of him and blocked the group attack of the royal qigong practitioners.
This little old man with a kind look was the most brutal in his attacks. When the battle came to an end, the ground around where the old man was standing was full of broken limbs.
Zhu Lian did not go to see Chen Ping'an.
Many times, the human heart does not need to be seen with the eyes.
Zhu Lian became more and more curious about what kind of hidden dragons and crouching tigers there were in Longquan County and the Lizhu Cave, the predecessor of Longquan County, so that such a young Chen Ping'an seemed to have seen the great winds and waves of the world long ago, and it was difficult to feel the ups and downs of his mood.
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At a young age, there is no wave in the ancient well.
It is inevitable that there is a twilight atmosphere and the suspicion of the city government.
But Zhu Lian didn't think so. Chen Ping'an, who was always kind to others, gave him a vague feeling, like deep in the ancient well of his mind, there was an evil dragon swimming vaguely at the bottom of the water.
It's just that this unknown dragon is probably bound to the bottom of the well by etiquette and rules, and the distinction between good and evil. Even if it wants to surface, it can't do it.
Zhu Lian did not dare to speculate on anything else. He was only certain of one thing. Deep in Chen Pingan's heart, there must be one or two great obsessions that he could not let go.
This time, he traveled hundreds of miles in the clouds and fog to break up the fight, making the City God work hard and in a bad mood. He wished he could crush the Hebo Temple and the Shan Temple one by one.
Landscape gods are extremely sensitive when it comes to trespassing the boundaries without authorization. Once someone goes to the yamen of the Ministry of Rites in the capital, he is sitting at home alone, and the disaster comes from the sky. The city god will end up no better than those two idiots who don't know the severity.
The City God sent the two bastards who were trembling to return home. They saw the Yao family and the group of people by the river. They used the art of fortune-seeing. Just at a glance, they felt a little dazzling. They were shocked in their hearts and immediately wanted to fall down.
I went to find out, but those people were so arrogant and lawless that two monks drew their swords at each other, telling them not to get close, otherwise it would be regarded as an assassination. The city god was so angry that he almost called back the two subordinate gods, but luckily he was killed.
After hundreds of years of incense, I still have some energy-raising skills. In the end, I just remembered those strange faces and returned to the city with a gloomy face.
On the way back to the main team, Yao Zhen came to Yao Jinzhi and asked softly: "Why are you so unkind?"
Yao Jinzhi said helplessly: "It's inevitable to have official dinners and banquets along the way, but if it involves the city god and the gods, it's hard to explain. Grandpa doesn't want to be talked about by Liu Keyan before he enters Mirage City.
Impeachment with secret documents? Even if His Majesty the Emperor takes it as a joke, the capital is destined to stir up a storm from the officialdom to the market. So who in the world doesn't like to watch the excitement? Aren't we here just to see the excitement?
Do you care about the rights and wrongs of those two mountain gods, He Bo?"
Yao Zhen knows everything about it, and he takes it for granted.
The old general was filled with regret. It would have been a relief if Yao Jinzhi had been a man and stayed at the border.
Pei Qian picked up a lot of river fish, but Chen Pingan was unwilling to accept them. She had to hold the fish by their tails and throw them into the river one by one, which made her sweat profusely.
When we arrived at Qihe City, which was both a state city and a county city, we were only a short distance away from Daquan Capital.
This county has a long history. The name of the county comes from the legend that an expert monk rode a crane and soared to the sky here, which made him famous. There is a hill in the county with unremarkable scenery, just because it is the place where the immortal rode a crane and soared to the sky every year.
Countless literati and poets came here to visit. All around the hill, there were houses purchased and built by the rich and powerful in the capital, and every inch of land was worth every penny.
The previous city god should be in this city, but Yao Town is not afraid of a state city god.
The Minister of Rites, who controls the promotion and demotion of the city god of a country, has the same rank and salary as him. What's more, Daquan is a martial artist, and the Minister of the Ministry of War is not a false position, otherwise he would not be the first place for all military generals to provide for their retirement.
It is still the rule of the imperial court to stay at the post house. The post house in the city occupies a very large area, which is not inferior to the palace of the prince. In order to welcome Yao Zhen, the confidants of the two official residences of Yao Zhen, the governor and the county governor, each went to the post house several times, almost
The entire inn was emptied.
Now that things have come to this, Yao Zhen can only accept this and pretend not to know anything. When the water is clear, there will be no fish, especially in the officialdom.
Generally speaking, temples can accommodate loyal and treacherous ministers, capable and ignorant officials, and numerous idlers, but there is no room for a person who resembles a moral saint.
It was like a magic mirror hanging high in the court, revealing all the flaws of the pillars of the country.
The old general was filled with emotion. These principles of life were what his granddaughter Yao Jinzhi said when he was fourteen or fifteen years old.
Sometimes, Yao Zhen would laugh at himself. Is it possible that all the life experiences he has accumulated at this age are just fodder for his war horse?
Fortunately, there is Chen Pingan among the team.
Yao Zhen liked to chat with this young man during his trip north this time.
Chen Pingan had previously discussed with Yao Xianzhi as agreed and gave him some advice. Yao Xianzhi regarded Chen Pingan's words as a guideline. When he went back to talk to his grandfather, he was very sad and said that he had practiced martial arts on dogs all his life. Yao Zhen asked him
, your so-called "lifetime" is decades, Yao Xianzhi was speechless, amusing Yao Jinzhi who was making tea at the side. Although Yao Jinzhi has never defeated Lu Baixiang in chess, but in this tea fight
, she can be called a national player.
In the windy and rough border land, how could the Yao family, whose men and women have been brave for generations, raise such a beautiful woman?
Yao Xianzhi said out of nowhere, "Sister Jin, I don't like that Shao Yuanran, I like Chen Pingan."
Yao Jinzhi smiled and said, "What does it have to do with me whether you like it or not?"
Yao Xianzhi wanted to speak, but Yao Jinzhi glared at him, and he was so frightened that he swallowed the words that came to his lips.
Yao Zhen smiled very uncharacteristically of a householder.
Yao Jinzhi said lightly, "Grandpa, if nothing happens, a secret envoy from the imperial court will come to Qihe City soon, and it won't be too late for Grandpa to laugh again."
Yao Zhen couldn't laugh anymore.
Those guys who have been immersed in the dye vats of officialdom for decades, and who have become old vixens in public practice, are really giving the old man a headache by playing with their frivolous intestines.
Chen Ping'an practiced six-step walking in his room, holding the sword in an empty position, closing his eyes and visualizing each swordsman's unique style of drawing the sword.
There is a bamboo tube placed on the table. The bamboo is ordinary green bamboo, chopped from the bamboo forest on a green mountain along the way.
Chen Pingan wanted to carve a pen holder as a parting gift to General Yao.
Pei Qian ran over and said she wanted to go shopping outside. Chen Pingan asked her to ask Lu Baixiang if he would take her out. If not, then just stay in the house and study. Chen Pingan had given her a second book before.
Pei Qian recited the Confucian classics very well. One time, she came to Chen Pingan's room with a happy face and said that she could really recite it from ear to ear. Chen Pingan picked up the book and asked her to try it. She actually recited it word for word.
After reading more than a thousand words, Chen Pingan grabbed her ears and asked her to go back to her room and think about her mistakes behind closed doors. He only said that she should study hard, but did you think it turned a deaf ear?
That time Pei Qian returned to his room angrily, stood on a chair, looked down at the torn book on the table, pinched his chin, frowned, "careful"? What do you mean? I am not careful enough? In order to be able to do it
It took her a stick of incense to memorize a book backwards. She knelt down, looked at the names of the sages who wrote this bullshit book, and remembered it. When she mastered swordsmanship and boxing, she would definitely be able to fight like this in the future.
The old bastard cried for father and mother.
She stood up again and pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure out the answer. She jumped off the chair, carried the hiking pole that she had relied on for a long time, and practiced the Crazy Magic Stick Technique.
After playing, she lost her hiking pole. She suddenly felt that she was getting closer to the best player in the world. Then her mood improved, and she threw herself on the bed and fell asleep.
Today, with Chen Ping'an's promise, she went to find Lu Baixiang, whom she nicknamed "Xiao Bai" in private. However, Lu Baixiang was actually playing chess with Sui Youyou, saying that he would wait for half a minute.
At this moment, Pei Qian turned around and looked at Wei Xian, who was sitting aside, unable to understand chess and just waiting for the winner. She was about to speak, but Wei Xian stared at the chess game and suddenly said "move",
As soon as he stood up, Pei Qian suddenly understood, and the two of them left the inn and went shopping together.
Pei Qian smiled and asked: "Old Wei, do you have any money with you?"
Among the four, Pei Qian was the least afraid of Wei Xian. He kept calling him Old Wei, and Wei Xian never looked at him with a bad face. In fact, he didn't care at all.
Wei Xian remained silent.
Pei Qian complained: "On that shitty street, we saw beautiful gadgets and delicious food, but we can't even afford them."
Wei Xian suddenly said: "I have some money."
Pei Qian frowned and said, "Where did it come from? It was stolen or robbed? If you give me half, I won't tell Chen Ping'an."
Wei Xian said: "I taught the little cripple in the inn a set of boxing techniques and got a few taels of silver. I recently taught Yao Xian's boxing stance and got another dozen taels."
Pei Qian said with envy on his face: "Old Wei, you can do it. You can make a lot of money wherever you go. I admire you for this."
Pei Qian clasped his hands behind his back, walked with his chest held high, and quickly said: "But it's not kind of you, Old Wei, to defraud the little lame man of his money. It would be better to deceive Jiuniang than to defraud him. The real thing is in her pocket."
It's a pity that you are rich, but you are not pleasing to look at, Old Wei, and you are far less young and handsome than my father. Old Wei, you look like this, will you blame your parents when you grow up?"
A dignified founding emperor said this to a little girl. Fortunately, Wei Xian was still indifferent.
The short man said sternly: "When the court painters painted my portraits, they all praised my handsome appearance. I think they were telling the truth."
Pei Qian was shocked and said: "Old Wei, are you a fool, or are their eyes growing on their butts?"
Wei Xian continued to practice closed-mouth meditation.
There is no night ban in Qihe City, and there are countless wealthy people in the city who are willing to spend huge sums of money.
After leaving the inn and turning down a street, a large group of people and a small group were walking among the bustling crowds. Pei Qian didn't have a penny in his pocket, but he looked like a rich man.
It's not surprising that she was able to deceive a large number of her peers into thinking that she was really a princess living among the people in Hu'er Town, a place she was unfamiliar with. In the end, she was able to deceive a group of shrewd and slippery detectives.
, escorted her back to the inn respectfully.
Pei Qian suddenly asked: "Old Wei, I always feel that that girl who dares not see anyone every day looks at my father and something is not right."
Wei Xian said calmly: "It's the emperor's mind."
Pei Qian was confused, "What did you say?"
Wei Xian stopped talking.
Pei Qian stopped asking questions, swallowed his saliva, felt a little greedy, and said with a smile: "Old Wei, can you buy me a candy to eat?"
Wei Xian shook his head.
Pei Qian said angrily: "Old Wei, why are you so stingy with everyone?"
Wei Xian smiled for the first time, "I don't have Chen Ping'an's ability and patience, so I can't raise you well."
Pei Qian was confused and said pitifully: "Then I'll borrow money from you to buy a candy man?"
Wei Xian nodded, "Calculate based on three points of profit."
Pei Qian frowned, "Although I know the rule of three points of profit, I think it's better to forget it. If you don't eat, you won't eat. You won't starve to death."
After saying this, she ran to a candy blower's stall with wind on her feet. Her feet were rooted to the ground and she was unwilling to move.
Wei Xian couldn't leave Pei Qian here alone.
If Pei Qian is lost, someone like Chen Pingan will definitely punch him.
Over at the stall, the old man was skillful in playing candy. There were a lot of children, all with their eyes widened and drooling. Those with elders around them all got candy figures of different shapes as they wished.
It was a rectangular cabinet with a shelf, and there was a wooden round cage underneath, equipped with a small charcoal stove. The old man poured the thick golden syrup with a big spoon, and after turning it around, he could instantly transform into various candy figures.
Wei Xian paid for two skewers and stared eagerly at Wei Xian holding one skewer in his hand.
Wei Xian handed Pei the money and said, "I'll reward you."
This tone was as if the emperor had rewarded a large vassal land.
Pei Qian smiled brightly, "When I go back, I will say good things about you in front of dad every day. Now I am half a scholar, every spit and nail!"
One big and one small, munching on candy, they were inconspicuous in the sea of people.
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In the post house, the winner has been decided on the chessboard, and Sui Youyou still loses.
On the right side of Sui Dynasty, he was discussing a matter with his opponent, but he had no intention of winning or losing.
Lu Baixiang was reviewing the game alone in the room, staring at the chess game, twirling an free chess piece between his fingers, pressing it on the table, and sliding it gently.
In the room not far away, Chen Ping'an was carving the bamboo tube. He was going to try to engrave a whole sage article on the outside of the pen tube.
Fortunately, I have been carving words on bamboo slips for these years. I am familiar with them, and I have the foundation of making porcelain and drawing blanks in my youth. The words are carved in a way that I dare not say is full of charm. There is a sense of uprightness between the lines, not overbearing, and a strong and penetrating momentum.
, but like a long stream, it still has some meaning after all.
Some people say that the monks in the lower five realms have cultivated to live a long life, the monks in the middle five realms are seeking immortality, and the monks in the upper five realms are walking alone on the road higher and farther away, almost without stopping for a moment.
Chen Pingan felt that there was nothing wrong with this. He was busy and fulfilled, and lived up to his time. However, occasionally he still needed to stop or slow down, calm down, and appreciate the scenery on the path of practice.
It is the same to carve beautiful words on bamboo slips, and it is the same to make a pen holder that is not very valuable but only contains your heart.
Nothing happened all night.
Chen Pingan stayed up late and carved most of the pen barrel.
After sleeping for two hours, I got up and continued to practice the sword while still walking the boxing pile.
Winter is coming.
I don’t know if I was lucky enough to encounter the first heavy snowfall of the year when I arrived at the ferry outside Mirage City.
Mirage City in the heavy snow is said to be like a fairyland.
While having breakfast, Chen Ping'an learned that the Yao family's team would be repairing in Qihe City for two days, but he didn't pay attention.
Yao Xianzhi ran to Chen Pingan and said that they had made an appointment to visit the hill where the immortal rode a crane and soared up. Moreover, the governor's mansion had informed the post office in advance that no matter whether General Yao went there or not, there would be a lot of traffic near the hill today.
Martial law, no one is allowed to climb the mountain.
After meeting, Chen Pingan found that there were quite a few people there, including San Yao, a Taoist of his generation, Shao Yuanran, a Taoist wearing a green shirt, and Sui Youyou, who rarely appeared in public.
Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang chose to stay in the post house, but the old general who had been traveling all the way did not show up this time, which was a bit unusual.
When he went out today, Chen Ping'an had already put on the golden robe that was of higher quality, so he appeared in white clothes. If you were careful, you would find a white jade hairpin pinned to his bun.
In the Great Li Dynasty in the northernmost part of Aquarius Continent, the young and strong men are already tall, at least half a head taller than those in Old Dragon City in the south. Moreover, the men who are fifteen or sixteen years old get married and marry in the market of Aquarius Continent.
It is a common thing in the countryside. Only wealthy families and scholarly families will pay attention to twenty and a crown.
After Chen Ping'an practiced boxing, his stature kept growing, and before he knew it, he had the appearance of a serious young man.
Behind the butt was the dark and lean Pei Qian.
As long as she is around Chen Pingan, she is not so afraid of Zhu Lian.
A group of people went to the hill in the center of the city and passed by the gate of the Martial Arts Temple in Zhoucheng. They saw a strange man and a strange thing happened.
It was a tall, strong young man with blood stains on his body who broke into the Martial Arts Temple, but was quickly held up and thrown out of the gate by the leaders of the Martial Arts Temple.
The two civil and military temples in Zhoucheng are not places where idlers can cause trouble.
After the young man was thrown out of the door, he kowtowed vigorously towards the Martial Arts Temple, making banging noises, and begged the Martial Arts Temple.
Miao Zhu was a tall and thin old man. He stood on the top of the steps and said sternly to the young man: "How can the sword held by the saint of Wu Temple be touched by ordinary people? I think you are young and ignorant, so I won't argue with you about breaking into the temple. Leave as soon as possible."
Go, don’t have any wishful thinking!”
It turned out to be a young man who broke into the martial arts temple and wanted to borrow a sword from the saint.
The young man kowtowed until his forehead was red and swollen, and already had bloodshot eyes. He raised his head, with tears of despair on his face, and said hoarsely: "Master, for the sake of the people of this county, he devoted himself to killing demons and harms. Now he is trapped in the mountains and forests, and his life is hanging by a thread.
!After my master sent me out of the mountain mist miasma, he said that only by borrowing the long knife from the martial arts master could I have a chance to kill the ferocious monster that was causing harm to the whole party! Master Zhu Zhu, I beg you, this is a good deed.
, Mr. Wu Sheng will not be angry..."
The majestic old man sneered: "Whether Master Wu is angry or not, you have the final say?! Using the weapons of a Martial Temple saint privately, according to Daquan law, do you know what the punishment is?! Local officials and county magistrates are dismissed from office on the spot!
The governor will be demoted to one rank, and the governor will be fined three years' salary!"
The young man was heartbroken and murmured: "There is a harmful monster in the place, and the officials can just ignore it. Now, even Master Wu Sheng is not willing to take care of it?"
The old man seemed to be speaking harshly and with cold eyes, but in fact he was sighing in his heart.
You young man, how can things in this world be so simple?
Zhu Lian raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Pingan, who was standing in front of him.
Just as Chen Pingan was about to lift his feet, Shao Yuanran had already strode out, and Chen Pingan quietly stopped his movements.
Shao Yuanran came to the young man, knelt down and asked: "Where is your master trapped? Do you know the approximate level of the demon's cultivation?"
The young man made it clear one by one.
Shao Yuanran reached out to help the young man up, grabbed his shoulders, and said with a smile: "I will save your master and help him get rid of the demon."
Shao Yuanran turned his head and looked at Yao Jinzhi, who was wearing a curtain hat, and said apologetically: "Miss Yao, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the hill."
Yao Lingzhi nodded slightly, unable to see his face clearly.
Shao Yuanran grabbed Shao Yuanran, swept away, jumped up to the ridge of the distant roof, touched the water a few times, and then disappeared.
Yao Xianzhi, the girl carrying the knife, admired him deeply and had a better impression of Shao Yuanran, the young priest of Daquan.
Pei Qian had been squinting at the person named Shao. She tilted her head and was speechless.
After this incident, the subsequent mountain climbing trip lost much interest. Moreover, the hill was indeed too small and there was nothing outstanding about it.
Only Sui, who was carrying his sword, stood on the top of the mountain, looking up at the sky with hot eyes.
Chen Ping'an didn't show much emotion except that he regretted that the scenery here was unremarkable.
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The mountain god of Daquan wades in the water, the water god climbs the mountain, and the young man riding a crane in the martial arts temple borrows a sword. After all, they are just inconspicuous little splashes.
It would be a big deal for Dafu Academy to join up with the Taiping Mountain Sect Master and join forces to prevent the great demon of the Twelve Realms from escaping into the sea.
And it is not a trivial matter for the gentleman Zhong Kui to go to the gate of Taiping Mountain.
In addition to the other two gentlemen of Dafu Academy, three sages and more than 20 academy disciples, the Wenyuan Academy further south has a greater number of scholars who came to Taiping Mountain, more than 50 people. Unfortunately, there is only one
An old gentleman leads the way, and the rest of the academy disciples are far inferior to Dafu Academy in cultivation.
This is the embarrassment of Wenyuan Academy. The academy has a poor reputation and is the least talented among the four major academies in Tongyezhou. There are often rumors on the mountain that Wenyuan Academy may be removed from the list of seventy-two academies.
title. Because this academy has not seen a new gentleman for nearly a hundred years. There are three mountain masters in the academy, and there are not many useful articles about saints. When people visit Wenyuan Academy, they don’t go there for the saints, but for the saints.
It is the Wenyuan Pavilion with countless books.
When Zhong Kui arrived at the gate of Taiping Mountain, he followed his teacher's instructions and told all Dafu Academy disciples to follow the instructions of Taiping Mountain Taoist and not to act without authorization.
Although disasters are constantly happening in all directions, the Taiping Mountain Taoist priests, regardless of their seniority, are not in a hurry. They make decisions one by one in an orderly manner. Groups of Qi practitioners go down the mountain to encircle and suppress demons. There are casualties, casualties, and people killed in battle.
, mostly Taoist priests from Taiping Mountain, which made the Qi practitioners from the two major academies and many Xianjia caves feel respectful and cooperate more and more sincerely. During the battles, people from all over the world shared the same hatred, and the person who talked the most was,
It must be the young boy who became famous in the outer sect of Fuqi Sect. It is said that he has been accepted as a closed disciple by the master of Fuqi Sect, and the young man was given a semi-immortal weapon that had been refined for hundreds of years by the master and his Taoist companion.
If this young man had not uncovered the conspiracy of the great demon of the Twelve Realms and had to attack in advance, the consequences would be disastrous. I am afraid that most of the well prison in Taiping Mountain that suppresses demons would not have escaped, but all would have been exposed to the light of day, especially the last one.
The demons at the bottom have profound spiritual skills, with the lowest being Nascent Soul cultivation level.
In the past ten days, demons lurking in various places have been surfacing, wreaking havoc in one place. Moreover, these demons are mostly from the Dragon Gate realm and the Golden Core realm, making it extremely difficult to encircle and suppress them.
Taipingshan did not dare to take it lightly, and almost all the Taoist priests and fellow Taoists rushed to help Taipingshan.
Only the gentleman Zhong Kui chose to stay in Taiping Mountain.
No one had any objection. This time, Zhong Kui was the one who killed the most enemies when traveling around to slay demons. Moreover, he did not just protect his own academy disciples. He went down the mountain several times to fight dangerously. He also took the initiative to join the Qi practitioners of other mountain sects.
team, so the Nascent Soul Immortal who was originally responsible for the overall situation of Taiping Mountain, before going down the mountain in person, smiled to Zhong Kui and said that the mountain gate would be temporarily entrusted to Mr. Zhong.
The Nascent Soul Earth Immortal revealed to Zhong Kui privately that their Patriarch of Taiping Mountain would be returning soon, and he might even bring back the Nv Guan Huang Ting from the Lotus Flower Blessed Land.
Zhong Kui laughed and said that he should come back quickly so that he no longer had to stare at the well every day.
After that, Zhong Kui would patrol the bottom of the prison alone every day.
Late that night, as soon as he walked out of the prison, he saw a big demon whose name he had heard of but had never seen before...
In fact, not to mention Zhong Kui, an outsider, not even many high-ranking Taoist priests in Taiping Mountain have ever seen this big monster practicing on Taiping Mountain.
It was a white ape carrying a sword and wearing black clothes.
The body is as tall as an adult man, but he is just a white ape with a very high level. However, he has not transformed into a human form and always maintains the original appearance of a white ape.
Although Old Ape is the great demon of Tongyezhou, he is also the worshiper of Taiping Mountain. Not to mention his previous years of cultivation, he has been guarding the gates of Taiping Mountain for three thousand years.
This old ape is older than the founder of Taiping Mountain who has descended from the mountain and is the only remaining one. The construction of the well prison was a massive undertaking by the founder of Taiping Mountain, but in the long years after that, Oshii
The matter of the prison was left to the white ape who liked to carry a sword and rarely appeared in the world. The few escapes of the big demon head in history were all solved by the white ape himself, and they were handled cleanly, even
Many immortals in Taiping Mountain have never heard of it.
This chaos happened when the old ape, a sword cultivator in the Yupu Realm, was in retreat, trying to break the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm.
Unexpectedly, after only three to five years of seclusion, the old ape came out. Could it be that he knew what was going on outside and had to show up in advance?
The autumn wind is chilling, and the mountains and forests are silent.
Even if the old ape is just standing there, he is like a majestic mountain.
Zhong Kui was still wearing the blue shirt from Daquan Border Inn and asked: "It's you, right?"
The sword-carrying white ape said nothing.
He only answered with the sword energy rising from behind like a rainbow.