Riding on the splendid building transformed from the small nuclear-carved boat, within an hour, a sea of clouds broke through and landed among the mist-shrouded peaks.
Ziyang Mansion has arrived.
Viewed from a slightly higher place, this Xianjia sect is as big as the imperial palace of the secular dynasty. In the middle area, there is a large area of majestic buildings that glow in purple and gold under the sunlight.
After Chen Ping'an and his party disembarked from the boat, the tall female cultivator who claimed to be Dongling Zhenjun Wu Yi put away the nuclear carving boat and put it into her sleeves. As for the young girls who were dancing and dancing, they turned into pieces of talisman paper one after another, but
It was not taken back by the Cave Spirit Master, but he flicked his sleeves and threw it into a gurgling river not far away, turning into bursts of dense spiritual energy and blending into the river water.
A tall and thin old man immediately appeared on the other side of the river, knelt down and kowtowed to the female cultivator, and shouted: "Little God of Jixiang Temple, I pay my respects to the ancestor of Dongling, and I would like to thank the ancestor for his great kindness.
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Zhu Lian slapped Pei Qian on the head and said softly: "Your comrade has appeared again, why don't you go and talk to him?"
Pei Qian rolled his eyes.
Wu Yi looked indifferent, "If nothing happens, I will return to your Jixiang Temple."
The god quickly stood up and left, turning into a stream of blue smoke mixed with a little golden light and swept into the river, and disappeared in a flash.
Wu Yi smiled and explained: "That's the bad thing about going out. It's hard to be clean."
Chen Pingan nodded to express his understanding.
Wu Yi asked casually: "Mr. Chen, among all the people who were with you last time, such as my father's favorite little girl in a red cotton coat, why are none of them missing?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "They are all studying in Sui Dynasty."
Wu Yi seemed a little regretful.
My father once revealed that the tall young man named Yu Lu was the anonymous crown prince of the Lu Dynasty who lost his country!
Full of rich dragon energy, it is simply the most delicious food in the world.
Her father didn't say anything back then for some reason. She didn't dare to act rashly under his nose, so she missed it. She just didn't know if she would have the chance to have a good meal in the future, maybe she could break that damn golden elixir bottleneck.
In order to break through the realm and reach the Nascent Soul Realm, the "end of the road" where dragons belong today, the younger brother did not hesitate to become the god of Hanshijiang. He himself practiced Taoist side-sect techniques diligently. It cannot be said to be useless, but the progress is extremely slow and can be caught.
mad.
Is it really possible that we will have to live in the shadow of our father for hundreds of thousands of years? We are always on tenterhooks, fearing that our father will be hungry one day, or that he will fight with others and be seriously injured and need food supplements, so he will use their two children to fill his stomach?
Back then, I and my poor brother accompanied my father to meet Cui Han, the master of the Great Li Kingdom. The experience was not a good one. My father was beaten by Xiuhu with the help of an ancient inkstone to defeat the three hundred years of Taoism with ancient magical powers. Afterwards, my father was angry.
For her and her brother, the beating made them extremely miserable. But the result was not bad. Her father finally left Huang Tingguo. She and her brother no longer had to bear the heavy burden on their hearts. After all, they had been beaten by this violent father for thousands of years.
Countless descendants were eaten. Moreover, Ziyang Mansion and Hanshijiang each became a vassal territory recognized by the Great Li court, and were outstandingly independent from Huang Ting Kingdom.
Of course Wu Yi is just a pseudonym. As an ancestor of the Ziyang Mansion, her real body is a descendant of the ancient Shu Jiao. If it weren't for the letter home sent by her father, even if it was Chen Ping'an who had a warrior who traveled far away as a guard, she would
They were just too lazy to pay attention to each other. They were just going their separate ways on the single-plank bridge and Yangguan Road. How could she be so attentive and rush to greet him in person? She still had to force her temper to smile at a young man?
Wu Yi led Chen Ping'an and the others as they walked slowly on the road by the river. It was extremely smooth and paved with large blue stones. Reflected in it, the appearance was clear.
Pei Qian, who was holding a hiking pole, kept staring at the bluestone ground as bright as a mirror, looking at the black charcoal girl inside, grinning, enjoying herself.
Wu Yi had not chatted much with Chen Pingan on the building boat before, so he took this opportunity to give Chen Pingan a general introduction to the origin and history of Ziyang Mansion.
Chen Ping'an's response could only be described as barely rude. In this kind of matter, not to mention Liu Baqiao of Fengleiyuan, even Li Huai was better than him.
Probably because a water palace was opened and the refining was marked with water. When he stepped on it, Chen Ping'an could detect traces of water transport essence contained in the blue boulders under his feet.
Chen Pingan looked around and understood.
The descendants of dragons in the world must practice close to water. Even the descendants of dragons whose avenues seem to be closer to the mountains, as long as they take the golden elixir, they still need to leave the mountains obediently, walk along the rivers to transform into dragons, and walk around to transform into dragons. They still cannot do without water.
Character.
I think all the monks in the Ziyang Mansion throughout the ages would have no idea why this founder chose this place to build a mansion to spread his business.
Ziyang Mansion is one of the top immortal families in Huangting Kingdom, but it is not like the ordinary fairy family caves. It is built on the top of a mountain. Instead, it is placed on the bank of a beautiful river with a wide view. The river formed by the mountains, forests and streams is called Tiequan River.
, is the upper reaches of the Baihu River, the third largest river in the Huangting Kingdom, and can be regarded as the source water of the mighty Baihu River. The Baihu River is second only to the Hanshi River and the Yujiang River. Therefore, the orthodox river god of the Huangting Kingdom was granted the imperial title and was able to build a golden body and build a temple.
Helped the successive emperors of the Hong family of Huangting Kingdom to control the eight hundred mile water transport.
You must know that among the countries in the world, the issue of enfeoffing the gods of mountains and rivers is a top priority related to the mountains, rivers and the country. It can also determine whether an emperor is stable on the dragon throne. Because the number of places is limited, the gods of the Five Mountains are first come, first served.
, often left to the founding emperor to make the decision. Generally speaking, later emperors and monarchs will not be easily replaced. It involves too many things and is extremely troublesome. All the river gods, river gods, and Hebo Hepo who are subordinate to the Jianghe Zhengshen, and the Five Sacred Mountains
Mountain gods, big and small, and low-class land-based parents-in-law were all allowed to squander the emperors who were not allowed to sit on the dragon's throne. No matter how stupid and unscrupulous the monarch was, they were not willing to play tricks on this matter, and no matter how villainous the powerful officials of the imperial court were, they would not dare to
Let His Majesty the Emperor do whatever he wants.
As long as the national treasury is abundant and can be exchanged for enough fairy money, then with the permission of one of the seventy-two Confucian academies, a gentleman will appear, speak the Constitution of Heaven, visit that landscape in person, and "point the way" for a country.
, then this imperial court can legitimately create one more orthodox god for its own mountains and rivers, which in turn will feed the country's destiny and stabilize its destiny.
This is called the atmosphere of a peaceful and prosperous age. It will definitely be congratulated by civil and military officials, and the whole country will celebrate. The emperor will often be overjoyed and grant amnesty to the prison, because he is destined to be praised as the master of the ZTE and the wise king in the history books.
It's just that this kind of graceful behavior at the bottom of the mountain has always been ridiculed by the monks on the mountain as "adding a layer to the common people's coffins, and adding wood to the emperor's dragon chair".
As for why in various countries, there are often many prostitution temples and repeated prohibitions. Is it true that the imperial court is too weak to eradicate it?
In fact, to a large extent, many of the prostitution temples that the imperial court acquiesced to were not recognized by the Confucian academies and could not invite a gentleman to open their mouths. Only then did the courts of various countries turn a blind eye to such popular prostitution temples.
Turning a blind eye, some imperial courts would even go behind the back of the academies, secretly fund the prostitution temple with a steady stream of immortal money, and secretly encourage local literati and poets to take the lead in burning incense, so that the local people would follow suit and flock to follow.
There is also an orthodox river god in the Tieguan River, who is the humble old man who came and went in a hurry before.
For hundreds of years, this river god with a golden body enshrined in Jixiang Temple has been the puppet of the Ziyang Mansion. One of the experiences of the five monks under the Ziyang Mansion is often this person who is laughed at by his colleagues as "a dead Taoist friend who will never die in poverty."
"Tao, poor Tao will help you pick up your pocket", the river god sent the river spirits to die. Those poor people are almost like stretching their necks to be hacked by the young Qi practitioners. Only those who are lucky can escape.
Tribulation. Over and over again, the spirits naturally bred by the Tieguan River are no longer enough. The river god has to spend his own money to increase the essence of water transport. When the harvest is bad, he has to visit the house with gifts and pray for Ziyang.
The immortal masters of the mansion threw some immortal money into the river to increase the aura of water transport and accelerate the growth of water ghosts and spirits, so as not to delay the training of the inner disciples of Ziyang Mansion.
It sounds like the price has dropped very much, and it can be said that it is almost dying. In fact, I don’t know how many river gods in Huangting Kingdom are envious of it.
The reason is very simple, Tieguanhe is just a river god, and its golden body is not inferior to Baihujiang, the third largest river god in Huangting Kingdom.
What do you rely on? Naturally, it relies on the little leftovers that are dug out from the fingernails of Ziyang Mansion every year, accumulated year after year, and with the help of the incense of Jixiang Temple where the golden body is located.
The monks of Ziyang Mansion have always disliked outsiders interfering with their practice. Many dignitaries who came here because of their reputation could only stop at Jixiang Temple, two hundred miles away from Ziyang Mansion.
After stopping, it is natural to burn incense to worship the gods. There are also some shady matters, which require the help of the Iron Coupon River God to communicate with the Ziyang Mansion. Because the Ziyang Mansion has a good way of making money, from the monks in the Third Realm to the Longmen Realm monks, every time they are invited out
"Travel" will have a rough price, but the monks of Ziyang Mansion have always set their sights on the top. Even if ordinary secular dignitaries are rich, these gods may not be willing to see it. This requires Tie Guan He Jixiang who is familiar with Ziyang Mansion.
The temple helps to build bridges.
During this period, the Tieguan River God would never dare to profit from it, not even a single copper coin would be earned. However, every time the generals, ministers, ministers and dignitaries outside gave money to worship the filial piety gods of Ziyang Mansion, the latter came out to settle matters.
After it was completed, a sum of incense money that had nothing to do with Ziyang Mansion was naturally sent to Jixiang Temple.
Close to Ziyang Mansion.
Outside the gate of the mansion is a white jade square.
The people of Ziyang Mansion are already standing here, waiting for their ancestor to return. Ziyang Mansion is divided into inner and outer gates. The monks of the inner sect are the direct disciples of the founding ancestor Wu Yi, as well as the previous masters of Ziyang Mansion and their disciples.
Disciples, plus all the long-lived Longmen realm elders, as well as the powerful monks from the Guanhai realm who are in charge of everything. The outer sect is relatively mixed. In addition to the Qi practitioners with average qualifications, there are also Shanze wild cultivators who have taken refuge in Ziyang Mansion and pure martial arts.
, as well as the slaves and handymen who have served Ziyang Mansion for generations. The number of people in the outer sect who are surrounded by mud and sand is naturally far more than the Qi practitioners who devote themselves to cultivating Taoism.
Nearly a thousand people.
In the square, everyone should stand according to their respective status, and there should be no mistake in their position.
Probably to prevent Chen Ping'an from mistakenly thinking that he was giving them another blow, Wu Yi smiled and explained: "I haven't shown up in Ziyang Mansion for more than a hundred years. In the early years, I claimed to the outside world that I had chosen a blessed land in the cave to practice in seclusion. I am really tired of those who avoid it.
If you don’t want to exchange favors, just hide away and not see anyone.”
When Wu Yi walked from the bluestone road to the edge of the White Jade Square, everyone knelt down and kowtowed in unison, shouting in unison, "Congratulations to the ancestor for coming out of seclusion."
When it fell in Pei Qian's ears, it was like thunder.
Such a battle and such a grand pomp made Pei Qian's eyes light up.
Wu Yi raised his hand.
Pei Qian was amazed to see that the more than a thousand people who were obviously kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed suddenly stood up like eyes on their heads.
Wu Yi went straight forward, and Chen Ping'an deliberately lagged behind, so as not to share the grace of the ancestors of Ziyang Mansion. Unexpectedly, Wu Yi also stopped and told Chen Ping'an with ripples in his heart, with a trace of sincerity in his words. Smile: "Mr. Chen, you don't have to be so polite. You are a rare guest from Ziyang Mansion in a hundred years. This small territory of mine is located in the countryside, far away from saints and sages, but we still need to have the proper hospitality. So. Master Chen, just walk side by side with me."
Wu Yi was arrogant by nature. He was an immortal from Huang Tingguo who was famous for his unruly nature. He originally went to see Chen Ping'an just holding his nose. Since Chen Ping'an's speech and behavior were all decent, he did not rely on his familiarity with his father, Xiu Hu and Wei Bo. Being domineering and domineering in front of her made Wu Yi feel a lot more comfortable, which is why he said these heartfelt words.
Chen Ping'an smiled and shook his head and said: "This is the first time for Wu Zhenjun to return to the Immortal Mansion in a hundred years. If it were normal, I would have the courage to follow Wu Zhenjun side by side. But today it is absolutely impossible. I hope Wu Zhenjun will take the first step, and we will follow closely."
Wu Yi smiled, stopped insisting, and went ahead alone.
Rather, he is a young man who knows his own sense of proportion.
It's just that he's a bit too rigid and pedantic, almost like a school master. He's not objectionable, but he doesn't please her either.
As Wu Yi moved forward, the sea of people in the square immediately separated into a path.
Only five or six people one after another are qualified to come behind Wu Yi. The more respected their status in Ziyang Mansion, the higher their position. For example, the middle-aged monk who came to Chen Pingan's right hand is the current head of Ziyang Mansion. He is an immortal in the Golden Core Realm, and the two monks who are of similar status to Pei Qian, Zhu Lian and Shi Rou are old monks in the Longmen Realm who are more senior than the master of Ziyang Mansion. One is in charge of rewards and punishments, and the other is in charge of money, so Ziyang The head of the mansion has always been a fictitious figure with no real power. He is nothing more than a facade figure who deals with the Huang Ting Kingdom court and other mountain cave mansions.
However, there are a total of seven lords of the Ziyang Mansion in the past, and only one of them is a land immortal who relied on his qualifications and talents. The other six, like the current one, all relied on the immortal money from the Ziyang Mansion to achieve their realms. Real battles The strength is far inferior to that of the Jindan Earth Immortal in the big sect, especially the Wild Cultivator Earth Immortal who has fought his way through the bloody path.
Of course, the heritage of Ziyang Mansion goes beyond that. There are also several former palace masters, or disciples that Wu Yi took in his early years, and later masters of Ziyang Mansion, who are in retreat. There are also some late monks who have no hope of success. A golden elixir has been It was washed away by the water of time and decayed, so it could only rely on hiding in a few mansions full of spiritual energy in Ziyang Mansion, like a sick man hanging on his bed with ginseng, hiding from the world.
Everyone in Ziyang Mansion is speculating on the identity of the young man carrying the bamboo box on his back.
Could it be that the Dongling Patriarch has recruited a new disciple from outside? Then will he be the next candidate for the master of the palace?
Wu Yi took Chen Pingan into the Ziyang Mansion and went directly to the Ziqi Palace in the middle, explaining that the master of the palace would hold a grand banquet in the evening to welcome the distinguished guests.
After entering the Ziqi Palace, Wu Yi asked everyone to wait in the Jianchi Hall first. She said that she would personally arrange a place for Mr. Chen to stay.
Distinguished guest?
The group of people looked at each other.
Could it be that he is the direct disciple of a certain Yuan Ying Earth Immortal from the Great Li, or a descendant of the Shangzhu tycoon like Yuan Cao of the Great Li?
As expected, Wu Yi personally settled Chen Ping'an and the others, and then went to the Jianchi Hall where the big bosses of Ziyang Mansion gathered. She sat on a dragon chair made of red sandalwood, and began to ask everyone present to report matters, such as
She basically listened to the income and expenditure of the immortal money of Ziyang Mansion in the past hundred years, the cultivation progress of some outstanding disciples in the sect, and the conditions of some elderly people in the family, and did not comment on it. If not, it would not have been possible to disappear for a hundred years. As a person
The shopkeeper will be handed over, not to mention that he will still choose puppet masters one after another even though he is still alive.
In fact, everyone knows very well that the ancestors don't like to hear these trivial matters, so everyone's serious report is just a formality.
Wu Yi couldn't hide his boredom, his body was tilted, he held his cheek with one hand, and occasionally nodded.
Generally speaking, Ziyang Mansion can be described in four words: "thriving".
That's almost it.
Wu Yi was too lazy to care about those outside the cultivation world.
The reason why she built Ziyang Mansion and became the founder was because she had an impromptu idea back then, but it was because she was too bored.
Furthermore, many relics of the dragon genus like to open mansions to show off and to collect treasures collected from everywhere.
Huangting Kingdom is one of the old territories after the split of the ancient Shu Kingdom. In the past, the Shenshui Kingdom was inexplicably destroyed and collapsed overnight. It is also a geomantic treasure land that the Jiaolong clan dreams of because of its strong water transport. Moreover, the ancient sword immortals like to come here.
During the killing of dragons, many of them fell while fighting each other, so there were many magic weapons. Although most of them were collected by powerful dynasties like the Shenshui Kingdom.
In the national treasury, they became important pieces of national treasure that were passed down in an orderly manner. After that, they were passed from one old dynasty to the emperor of another emerging dynasty. However, there were still many leftover treasures that were quietly collected by her father.
In the bag.
She knows best how rich her father's family is.
The magic weapon of the nuclear-carved boat on her body was just a casual reward from her father as a small gift for her to enter the cave realm.
However, her father's collection can be said to be the most exaggerated among all the earthly immortal monks in the north of Aquarius Continent.
The Fu family in Old Dragon City in the south might be slightly better, but that was the foundation accumulated by the entire Fu family for more than two thousand years, and her father only relied on his own efforts.
Therefore, Wu Yi hated, feared, and respected his father who never understood his inner thoughts. He hated on the surface, feared in his bones, and respected deep in his heart. Presumably, his younger brother had a similar mentality.
Wu Yi raised his head, and it turned out that someone asked how Ziyang Mansion should entertain Mr. Chen.
Wu Yi thought for a while and said, "You don't need to interfere in this matter. I will tell you what to do."
Wu Yi's arrangement was very interesting. He placed the four of Chen Ping'an in a six-story building that was completely equivalent to a treasure house.
Each floor is filled with treasures belonging to the True Monarch of the Cave Spirit and the monks of the Ziyang Mansion.
Before Wu Yi left, he only said that he hoped not to climb the top two floors casually, and that the other four floors below were free to wander around.
Since this building occupies a large area, except for the first floor, there are rooms, beds, and study rooms on every floor above. There is even a martial arts performance hall on the third floor, where three one-foot-tall machine puppets are placed.
Chen Ping'an and the others don't have to worry about having a dazzling array of heavenly materials and earthly treasures but no place to rest.
Just on the first floor, it makes Pei Qian wish he had more eyes.
This trip to Ziyang Mansion opened Pei Qian's eyes and made him excited.
I always thought that in the future, in addition to the Duobao box presented by Yao Jinzhi, buying one or two Duobao shelves would be the ultimate limit of imagination in Pei Qian's little head. Now that I have entered the building of Ziqi Palace, I know the true meaning of it.
Rich people can actually be so rich!
Now there is no need for Chen Pingan to remind him, and Pei Qian will not touch those strange antiques and treasures without authorization.
She planned not to sleep tonight. She must read all the hundreds of treasures on the fourth floor, otherwise she would regret it for the rest of her life.
While Pei Qian and Shi Rou, who were equally excited, were "appreciating the view" on the first floor, Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian stood on the fourth floor, overlooking half of the Ziyang Mansion.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I have talked with people before about what the top of the mountain should look like in my mind in the future. Now it seems that at that time, I was just a pauper who was just thinking about it. Ziyang Mansion is a vivid example."
Chen Ping'an quickly added, "Actually, I wasn't poor at that time either."
Zhu Lian asked: "Master, it seems that this Lord Dongling is not an ordinary golden elixir earthly immortal?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "It's equivalent to most of the Nascent Soul cultivators."
After all, they were just eating and drinking at the top of a mountain, and Chen Ping'an didn't explain the mystery to Zhu Lian in detail.
Zhu Lian knew what was going on.
Wu Yi was in Ziyang Mansion, so he must have the Xian family's formation, which was equivalent to a small world, and could almost be regarded as the Nascent Soul's combat power.
Zhu Lian joked: "If there is a wild cultivator from Shanze who can wipe out this building, he will make a fortune. I heard that there is a wild cultivator in the Yupu realm in Aquarius Continent."
Chen Ping'an took out a pot of wine from a nearby object and handed it to Zhu Lian. He shook his head and said: "The existence of the Confucian Academy has a great deterrent effect on all the earthly immortals, especially the monks in the upper five realms. They may not be able to take care of everything.
But once the Confucian Academy takes action and targets a certain person, it means that the world is vast and there is nowhere to hide, so the conflicts between many great monks are suppressed invisibly."
Zhu Lian took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Why is it that in the vast world, there are not many restrictions on us pure warriors? Is it because there are too few warriors in the eight and nine realms? I heard that a warrior killed the emperor, the Confucian Academy is not
Someone will definitely be sent to hunt him down."
Chen Ping'an said softly: "This involves a lot of ancient inside stories that have been covered by dust. Cui Dongshan is not willing to talk about these, and I am not very interested myself. In the past, when I was in my hometown in Longquan County, when I went on a long trip for the first time, the kiln
The Wu Supervisor Zaoguan, and later the newly established county magistrate, were already the highest officials, and they always felt that they were too far away from the emperor. Later, a queen from the Dali Palace was the biological mother of Song Jixin
, sent someone to kill me, I have always kept this account in my mind. Last time I met Song Jixin, my neighbor from Mu Ping Lane, at the Cliff Academy, and we had a chat with him. But I am not afraid of your jokes if I say it, even if I see it now
Looking at Song Jixin, I still can't imagine that he is a great prince of Li. Gao Xuan is better. After all, when they first met, he wore bright clothes and had followers around him. But Song Jixin, no matter how you look at it, he is the same careless person back then.
The guy."
Zhu Lian picked up the jug and touched it lightly with the sword-raising gourd in Chen Pingan's hand. Chen Pingan took off the sword-raising gourd and remained motionless. Only then did he take his first sip of wine.
Zhu Lian said with emotion: "What if Song Jixin becomes the emperor of Dali one day, wouldn't it be even more unimaginable for the young master?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Definitely."
The two were silent for a moment.
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Cui Dongshan once said a very interesting thing. He said that the saints of the three religions are trying to find another way to slow down the flow of the long river of time that is destined to be unstoppable."
Zhu Lian became interested and asked curiously: "Why are you slowing down?"
Chen Ping'an lay on the railing and patted the railing, "The top of Xianjia Mountain is one thing."
Zhu Lian was confused.
Chen Ping'an continued: "The city on earth is one thing."
Chen Pingan said slowly: "War is another thing."
Chen Ping'an finally said: "It seems that the hundreds of schools of knowledge that can immerse people's minds are also."
Zhu Lian was confused after hearing this, "Cui Dongshan's words are very impressive, but this old slave is even more confused."
Chen Pingan drank wine and said with a smile: "I don't understand either."
Zhu Lian asked softly: "So, young master, do you want to understand these mysterious and mysterious avenues?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, shook his head and said: "If you can't understand, then you don't understand."
Zhu Lian snorted, "Young Master already knows enough. You really don't need to explore everything. You just want to get to the root of it."
Chen Ping'an turned around and said, "Zhu Lian, can you change your habit of trying to flatter everyone at every opportunity?"
Zhu Lian raised his arm, shook the wine bottle in his hand, and laughed and said: "Why do you want to change it? If you change it, can you have wine?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "That's true."
Zhu Lian asked tentatively: "The young master said before that he wanted to go to Luzhou, Beiju, for training alone, but he really can't bring the old slave with him? There is no cook around to cook, and there is no retinue who can just go around and flatter him. How boring is that?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Just stay in Luopo Mountain honestly. I still hope that you can... reach a higher level in martial arts. Since the boxing method of the old man surnamed Cui is suitable for me, of course it is more suitable.
You. If you can reach the top of the mountain in the future, and Pei Qian travels around the world for the first time, no matter how far he goes, or even travels to other continents with Li Huai, as long as you secretly escort him, I will be relieved.
"
Zhu Lian had to give up the idea of persuading Chen Pingan to change his mind.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Zhu Lian, can you tell me what happened when you were young?"
Zhu Lian was a little shy for the first time, "There are countless stupid accounts and countless romantic debts. Speaking of these, I'm afraid that the young master will lose interest in drinking."
Chen Ping'an jumped on the railing and sat down, "Let me tell you, in fact, I have secretly read the Jianghu novels you gave Pei Qian several times. I think they are all very well written. But after all, they are the imagination of literati in the study room.
The world in it is not realistic enough, and I believe it is not as interesting as the personal experience you described."
Zhu Lian also jumped on the railing and sat down, grinning, "Okay, let the old slave tell me, young master, you don't know how young and romantic the old slave was back then, and how many fairies and heroines there were in the rivers and lakes, who admired
It means that you will live and die and your infatuation will not change."
As a result, the more he heard about it, the more and more Zhu Lian noticed that his young master's disdainful look became more and more obvious. Finally, Chen Ping'an patted Zhu Lian's shoulder, said nothing more, jumped off the railing and left.
This made Zhu Lian a little hurt.
My young master is good at everything else, but when it comes to love between men and women, he is really too much of a gentleman and too unconventional!
Zhu Lian probably didn't know that Chen Ping'an walked into the building and thought to himself, "You have Miss Ning. You have Miss Ning. If you dare to think wildly and make nonsense, you will be beaten to death by Miss Ning without saying a word."
...Don't you think it's possible? It's impossible. As long as you see Miss Ning, no matter where you hide from her, you will be seen through. You will be beaten half to death. Do you dare to fight back?
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A two-story boat with elegant decoration sailed from the turbulent Baihu River into the gentle Tiequan River.
Standing on the bow of the boat was a cold-looking woman in imperial attire, accompanied by a personal maid and three men of very different ages and looks.
An old man smiled bitterly and said: "Madam, our visit to Ziyang Mansion may not be very popular."
The old man and the other two people are all guests of this lady's house. They have known each other for a long time, and they have similar temperaments. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Even some alliances are all about exterminating demons and protecting the Tao. For example, according to the information provided by the lady at the beginning
According to the secret report, they were chasing the fox spirit that had been causing trouble for hundreds of years in Centipede Ridge. This was an example. It was a completely different atmosphere from the Ziyang Mansion and Jixiang Temple where merchants came and went.
There was a hint of sadness in the lady's eyebrows, and she just sighed.
The young maid beside her has been with her for hundreds of years. Although she is a water ghost, she was favored by incense and drowned unjustly at an early age. She was a blessing in disguise and was able to embark on the path of spiritual practice.
The maid is considered to be the wife's bodyguard, so she can still speak in this situation. She said softly: "The situation is forced. Hanshijiang and Yujiang have already received the Peace and Nothingness Card issued by the Dali Song Family, but only
We, Baihujiang, have been left out in the cold. This is nothing. It’s just that we don’t have to deal with the Dali court. It’s just that Madam came to Beijing this time. According to His Majesty’s words, Baihujiang may have a disaster behind it. We
Don’t even think about keeping yourself clean.”
The old man asked doubtfully: "Disaster?"
The maid was also full of melancholy, and her words were a little low, "Your Majesty also hinted that the Yujiang Water God had already obtained a piece of peace and quiet, but he was still not satisfied. He was so shameless that he took the initiative to go to Piyun Mountain in Lizhu Cave.
, it seems that through a secret relationship, we are able to flirt with Wei Bo, the righteous god of Beiyue. It is very likely that the Dali imperial court will take action against our Baihujiang. The Lingyun sect that has closed the mountain is a lesson from the past. Your Majesty is also helpless about this,
We can only let the Da Li barbarians do whatever they want."
The old man said helplessly: "That guy is indeed famous for his shamelessness."
A tall man crossed his arms across his chest and stood a little further away, looking at the Tiequan River. Although he successfully climbed from the peak of the fifth realm to the sixth realm martial artist the year before last, the current mess of state affairs has made it difficult for him to become a martial artist after the sixth realm.
The hot-blooded man who went to join the army beside him was a little disheartened.
The horse hooves of Da Li Barbarian trampled on the territory of Huang Ting Kingdom without any need to say hello to His Majesty.
What is even more unacceptable to men is that in the government and the public, from the civil and military officials to the common people in the countryside, to the rivers, lakes and mountains, there are almost few people who are filled with righteous indignation. They are speculating one by one, sharpening their heads, and want to rely on the group of people stationed there.
The Da Li officials in Huang Ting Kingdom, the seventh-rank officials of the Da Li Song family, are actually more prestigious than the second-rank central officials of Huang Ting Kingdom! Their words are even more effective!
But the thing that really made the man give up going to the frontier army was a piece of news that spread in the capital of Huangting Kingdom.
Back then, he and his friends were chasing the fox demon, but the latter set a trap in Centipede Ridge. However, in the end, the bear demon who was supposed to show up to join forces with its mistress, for some reason, not only did not show up, but instead attacked the fox demon.
The fox concubine, who was good at the dual cultivation of evil and evil, refused to save her. Only then did they all work together to successfully capture the evil fox who named herself Lady Qingya, and made a great contribution to the Huang Tingguo court.
The fox demon was bound and imprisoned by secret techniques, losing most of its magical powers, and was imprisoned in a prison specially used by the imperial court to suppress Shanze Yexiu and the demons and spirits.
At that time, the man and his friends had a nice drink at the Water God's Mansion on the Baihu River.
But soon rumors spread throughout the capital that the fox demon who was supposed to be skinned and cramped as a warning to others was taken into the harem by His Majesty the Emperor, and the beauty was hidden in the golden house.
The man was filled with anger.
This time, I went to Jiangshen Mansion with two monk friends, and the Baihu River Water Goddess standing on the bow of the boat also told them the truth clearly.
The rumors are true.
The king is very happy despite the national crisis?
When Empress Jiang Shen came to Beijing to meet the emperor, the fox charm was indeed standing next to the emperor, but her eyebrows were lowered and her eyes were flattered. Fortunately, the taboo set by the enshrining monks on it made Emperor Hong not stupid enough.
Help them get rid of them all.
The scene at that time made the Empress Jiang Shen, who once had a romantic relationship with the ancestor of the Hong family, frown a little. She had the impression that the current emperor did not have a reputation for being lecherous.
It's just that time has passed and the other party is the master of a country after all, so she can't say much.
Furthermore, as a righteous god of the Yangtze River, he has been on a high altar for a long time. Through the incense that lingers for hundreds of years, he has seen all kinds of living beings. He has long been accustomed to these worldly absurd things.
It seems that the current emperor is under too much pressure. After all, although the Song family of Dali has recognized Huang Tingguo's vassal status, God knows if one day a young royal named Song will suddenly appear and ask him to get out of the dragon throne?
In this case, what can relieve the worries? Probably the only thing is the pleasure of bed.
The Water Goddess actually knew the depressed mood of the warrior Sun Dengxian.
There were just some things she couldn't say.
Because once you say it, the so-called friendship between gentlemen and the incense accumulated in the past will disappear.
The general trend is that if Emperor Hong of the Huangting Kingdom does not switch to the Dali barbarians, is he really going to go to war for the so-called face, and then offend the Dali Song family, and be easily crushed by the Dali border cavalry without any suspense? When the time comes, His Majesty the Emperor
Not to mention becoming prisoners, how many people in Huang Ting Kingdom will suffer from the disaster of war? Hundreds of thousands? Or millions? The world is turned upside down, the mountains and rivers are discolored, and everything is devastated. No one in Huang Ting Kingdom can survive alone.
There is not much emphasis on the foundation of the world for those innocent people. They just want to have enough food and clothing all year round. They can have extra clothes when the weather is cold, and they can have extra meals when they are hungry. It is a rare and stable time.
This time she insisted on visiting Ziyang Mansion and even dragged the three of them along with her. How could the Water Goddess not know that Sun Dengxian was unhappy?
But she had to come.
She even needed three people to help guard the formation to avoid being caught by the unpredictable ancestor of the Ziyang Mansion, so they simply detained her there. The extra three people actually didn't help, but in the end it could give the Ziyang Mansion a little more security.
Two points of fear.
This lady can only hope that this time will go smoothly, and when she returns to her own Water God Mansion, she will repay Sun Dengxian and the others.
After driving into the Tiequan River, we became more and more silent. When we passed by the Jixiang River Temple, the old man of the River God appeared by the river. As a subordinate, he first bowed to the Empress of the River God, and then just straightened his waist and said nothing.
, but he didn’t quite like it, and asked with a smile: “Mrs. Jiang Shen
But rare visitor, I wonder if you have any advice during this inspection of the Tieguan River under my command? If Madam still doesn’t want to let go of our current naval commander in Tieguan River, I don’t dare to say no, but
This commander is now a nominal monk of Ziyang Immortal Mansion. Could it be that Madam went upstream this time to go to Ziyang Immortal Mansion to settle the grudges from back then?"
The ferry continued to move forward, and Empress Jiang Shen said nothing.
The Tieguan River God didn't take it seriously, and turned to look at the ferry that was continuing to move forward. He waved his hands vigorously without forgetting to add fuel to the fire, and shouted loudly: "Tell Madam the great news, the cave of our Ziyang Immortal Mansion"
Ancestor Ling Yuanjun is in the mansion now. As a righteous god of the Yangtze River, Madam, Ziyang Immortal Mansion will surely open its ceremonial gate to welcome Madam’s visit, and then she will be lucky enough to see the true appearance of Lord Yuan. Madam, please go slowly.
, go back to the Baihu River, and if you have time, you must come to the subordinate Jixiang Temple to sit."
Wait until the ferry is gone.
The river god spat fiercely towards the Tieguan River and cursed, "What the hell are you pretending to be aloof? A foreign Nascent Soul of unknown origin poured a cup into the water and transformed into the White Bird's true body. It was just a self-recommendation."
I took a pillow mat and slept with Emperor Huang Tingguo. With my skills in bed, I was lucky enough to become a River God. Is he worthy enough to negotiate business with our Yuanjun ancestor? In these hundreds of years, he has never paid half a snowflake to our Ziyang Immortal Mansion.
Spend money, now you know how to make up for it? Haha, it’s a pity that our ancestor Yuanjun is in charge of the Ziyang Immortal Mansion at the moment, otherwise you, a stinky bitch, would give up all your skin and body and shamelessly climb onto the master’s bed.
I really might be able to do it for you... It'll be so happy, so satisfying..."
The river god turned around and walked back to Jixiang Temple in a big way.
He suddenly swallowed secretly and smiled mischievously. He wondered what the feel and taste of the golden skin would be like after the woman took off her palace dress and touched it.
If Baihujiang was in trouble, maybe he would really have a chance to taste it?
Ziyang Mansion, Jianchi Hall.
Wu Yi had almost reached the limit of her patience, and was about to ask the group of guys who were still asking her for credit and reward to back down.
Suddenly, an outside butler stood behind the gate of Jianchi Hall and said respectfully: "Ancestor, the river god of Baihu River, came to the door with heavy gifts to ask for an audience. I hope that I can honor her and see her."
The corner of her mouth curled up, half-smiling, and she looked at the crowd and asked, "As soon as I arrived, Auntie Baihujiang followed. Was it the guy from Jixiang Temple who tipped off the news? Does he want to die?"
Everyone present knew that this was a sign that their ancestor was angry.
For a time, all the high-ranking old gods in Ziyang Mansion felt uneasy.
When our ancestors got angry, the earth was shaken time and time again. Either unsighted outsiders suffered disaster, or a lot of family members lost their skin because of poor performance.
An old monk from the Ziyang Mansion who had a good relationship with the Tieguan River God quickly stood up and said a few words of kindness to the River God whose life was hanging by a thread, "I told my ancestors that the River God of Jixiang Temple would never dare.
This guy is of low moral character and is good at everything. He can only be said to be unambiguous about being loyal to our Ziyang Mansion. So I venture to guess that it must be the ancestor who drove the fairy boat this time and returned from a long journey to give the river god
The ladies raised their heads and widened their eyes, seeing the unparalleled grace of our ancestors. Then they rushed over and begged for mercy from our ancestors."
She tapped the handle of the chair with one finger, "This statement... does make sense."
Everyone was immediately relieved.
Even the old man of Ziyang Mansion, who had trouble dealing with the old monk, couldn't help but praise him secretly.
It's not that the old monk is righteous and willing to say a few words of justice to an outsider of Ziyang Mansion, but he is in charge of the money transactions of the outer family of Ziyang Mansion. Every year, he gets extra income from the well-behaved and sensible Tieqian River God.
.
This kind of thing can be big or small.
Generally speaking, even if such trivial things were known to Lord Dongling, an ancestor who devoted himself to cultivating the great path, she might not be willing to raise her eyebrows or open her mouth to say a harsh word.
Maybe the informer and the poor guy who was exposed will be driven away by her in disgust, each beaten with fifty sticks, and thrown out of the gate of Ziyang Mansion. The reason is simple, this will make her feel bad.
Although the ancestor doesn't like to interfere with the secular affairs of Ziyang Mansion, whenever someone provokes her to get angry, she will dig three feet into the ground, pull out the radish and pull out the mud. By then, both the radish and the soil will suffer, and there will be no recovery.
It's because he doesn't recognize his relatives.
In history, there are several Longmen Realm meritorious deeds. It can be said that they are conscientious and devoted to the Ziyang Mansion. They have worked hard and deserved all the hard work. There are also several direct disciples of the ancestors. Without exception, they are all great talents of the Golden Pill Earth Immortal.
Qualifications, but after the incident, they were all taken away by the ancestors and never heard from again.
Wu Yi still didn't give his own opinion and asked casually: "Do you think you should see her?"
Everyone has different opinions. Some say that this Baihujiang God is so bold that, relying on her relationship with the Hong family, she has never paid tribute to our Ziyang Mansion. Since she dares to come to Ziyang Mansion, she might as well find an excuse and kill her directly.
Take it down, imprison it under the water prison of Ziyang Mansion, and then support an obedient puppet to succeed Baihujiang God, which is the best of both worlds. Some people refute that this Mrs. Xiao Luan is, after all, one of the few righteous gods of the river in Huang Tingguo. Now Huang Tingguo has an undercurrent.
Move, although our Ziyang Mansion has been ashore, it is best to act more cautiously in the near future. Why should Ziyang Mansion be angry with a close neighbor, Jiang Shen, and spread the word, just to make a joke.
Wu Yi was very annoyed. He patted the handle of the chair and said to the Jindan monk who was the current head of the palace: "This Mrs. Xiao Luan is not so dignified that I can receive her. Huang Chu, go see her.
See what she wants to do. If she doesn't want to talk to you, or if she asks for something, and the price is too low, then catch her and throw her into a water prison. If she is docile enough, or the price is fair, then do business with her. Although Ziyang Mansion said
The family is big and the business is big, but who wants to live with money? If the conversation goes well, you can invite her to the banquet for Mr. Chen tonight. Remember her seat... Well, just place it closest to the door.
.”
Huang Chu, the master of Ziyang Mansion, cupped his fists and accepted the order.
Wu Yi glanced at everyone and said with a playful smile: "I don't care what you do when I'm not around, but now I'm in Ziyang Mansion. If any of you does things selfishly, you're going to kill me."
Treat it like a fool."
The Palace Master Huang Chu, who did have some dirty thoughts at first, and the River Goddess Lady Xiao Luan, are famous far and wide. He has been coveting her beauty for a long time. Moreover, the River Goddess's double cultivation method can greatly improve his beauty.
Once the monk soul is imprisoned in the water prison, it will first be slowly polished off. When the ancestor leaves Ziyang Mansion one day, he, the master of the mansion, will be allowed to do whatever he wants? But Wu Yi's words made his scalp numb with fear.
, horrified and frightened, he lowered his head and clasped his fists again and said: "How dare Huang Chu waste the kindness of his ancestors and seek death like this?!"
Wu Yi smiled softly and had no words.
Huang Chu slowly exited the Jianchi Hall, sweating profusely after walking out.
The rest of the people, after leaving one after another, were all gloating about the misfortune.
Wu Yi suddenly frowned and stretched out his hand to catch the flash of light that came through the air. It was a message from the flying sword that completely ignored Ziyang Mansion's formation.
With such an astonishing handiwork, it goes without saying that it must be the father who became the deputy mountain master of some academy.
After reading the content of the letter, Wu Yi rubbed his brows, feeling a headache and uncontrollable anger.
She smashed the handle of the red sandalwood dragon chair with a slap.
I am already polite enough, how can I treat you so hospitably?!
Shouldn't we enshrine Chen Ping'an as our ancestor?
Just thinking of his father's gloomy face, Wu Yi's face became uncertain, and finally he sighed, that's all, he just had to endure it for a day or two.
As dusk falls, the entire Ziqi Palace is brilliantly lit, as bright as day.
Ziyang Mansion is holding a grand banquet tonight, and it will be located in the Xuemang Hall of Ziqi Palace, which is used to entertain first-class guests.
Mrs. Xiao Luan, the God of the Baihu River, took her personal maid and Sun Dengxian to the banquet at Xuemang Hall under the leadership of a young female cultivator from Ziyang Mansion.
The matter has been settled, but for some reason, Mrs. Xiao Luan always feels that the master of the palace, Huang Chu, is a bit reserved, far less energetic than when he appeared in various Xian family mansions in the past.
The residence of their group was arranged by Huang Chu in a remote area of Ziyang Mansion. It was impossible for this Ziqi Palace, which belonged to Wu Yi's private residence, to be in charge of them. Moreover, there was only one third-level female cultivator among the outer disciples of Ziyang Mansion.
The basic necessities of life, food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and even so, the little Third Realm monk did not look good to the Empress Dajiangzhengshen, the boss of the Ziyang Mansion shop who bullied customers, and the condescension that was revealed from the bottom of her bones was obvious at a glance.
Except for Mrs. Xiao Luan, the maids and the three elders all had ugly faces at that time, but Mrs. Xiao Luan always looked calm.
Then something even more outrageous happened, which made the maid and Sun Dengxian lose their composure and each snorted coldly.
After the Third Realm female cultivator entered the gate of Purple Air Palace tremblingly, she walked on thin ice every step of the way. The rumors about Purple Air Palace were all awe-inspiring, but in the end she only walked half of the way. She gave instructions to the group of guests.
After knowing the general route, he asked Mrs. Xiao Luan to go to the Xuemang Hall by herself. Anyway, the seats were easy to find, right next to the door.
Mrs. Xiao Luan comforted the two of them with a few words, but seeing that it had little effect, she had to take the lead with a wry smile.
As a result, I walked around a screen wall and met another group of people in a long corridor.
It was Chen Pingan and the other four. Chen Pingan was invited by an old monk from the Longmen realm in person before. However, Chen Pingan asked about the way and said that he would not bother the old man to lead the way. He could just go by himself and take care of all the subordinates of Ziyang Mansion.
The old monk who had the power of life and death in the realm of monks wanted to insist, but when he thought of what the ancestor of Jian Chitang said before and the aftertaste of chewing it, he felt that it would be better to follow Mr. Chen, so he apologized and turned around.
He went about his own business.
The two sides happened to meet at the intersection of the two corridors.
Chen Pingan was the first to stop and let Mrs. Xiao Luan and his party go first.
Mrs. Xiao Luan smiled and nodded in greeting as a courtesy to the stranger.
A young man in white with a sword on his back in the Purple Air Palace?
Mrs. Xiao Luan didn’t think much about it.
Her personal maid couldn't help but take another look at Chen Ping'an, hehe, there was a small scarlet wine flask hanging on her waist.
He looks like an inner sect genealogy master from Ziyang Mansion, but why is he not as domineering as the monks from Ziyang Mansion?
Sun Deng, who was walking at the back, was very melancholy and depressed, so he didn't pay attention to Chen Ping'an and this group of people.
Suddenly he heard someone shouting: "Hero?!"
Sun Deng ignored it and continued to move forward.
But the man continued: "Hero! Centipede Ridge, we saw it before the ruined temple."
Sun Deng was stunned for a moment, stopped, turned around and looked at the young man in white with a bright smile on his face, "Who are you?"
Chen Ping'an walked quickly to Sun Dengxian and said with a smile: "Do you remember, heroes, over there at the ruined temple, I took two little guys, one in green and one in pink skirt. After you conquered the demons, heroes
You were kind enough to remind me to be careful, saying that not all people on the mountain don't mind someone having a monster around them."
Sun Dengxian suddenly understood and laughed heartily, "Well, it turns out it's you!"
Chen Ping'an scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, "I've grown up very quickly in the past two years, and I've also changed my outfit. It's normal for heroes not to recognize me."
Sun Dengxian slapped Chen Pingan on the shoulder hard, "Good boy, not bad! You have become famous now, and you can eat and drink in Ziqi Palace! I guess our seats won't be too far apart by then.
Let’s have a nice drink.”
Chen Pingan was just happy and nodded and said yes.
Back then in Centipede Ridge, this man held a silver knife with a talisman and worked with others to hunt down and capture a beautiful woman in the form of a fox demon. He also almost had a conflict with a group of officials' sons who traveled around the world, but was eventually subdued by the man.
He met the ruthless fox demon who seemed to call himself Mrs. Qingya.
Chen Ping'an has a particularly deep memory of that unexpected encounter.
It can even be said that Chen Ping'an's vague impression of the Jianghu, as well as what a chivalrous person is, what it means to conquer demons and demons, and how to truly view the dangerous Jianghu all stem from that chance encounter and observation.
Chen Ping'an felt that it was a great surprise to be able to meet the man who was so quick and decisive in Ziyang Mansion again.
It's just that Chen Ping'an is completely happy.
Pei Qian's eyes widened.
I don’t know what kind of martial artist in the Sixth Realm of Huang Ting Kingdom, slap him down.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Lian couldn't help but smile, and Shi Rou's eyelids trembled. She thought that if Cui Dongshan was here, this unsighted man would probably be dead.
Mrs. Xiao Luan in front of Sun Deng also heard the movement from behind and stopped one after another. Sun Deng turned around and introduced Chen Pingan to them with a smile. He laughed heartily and said: "This little brother is the one I mentioned to you.
He is a young man, he is young, his boxing skills are quite good, and his courage is even greater. At that time, he was only in the third and fourth realms of martial arts, but he dared to walk around the world with two little demons. However, compared to the embroidered pillows of those eunuchs,
This young hero is much more experienced in the world of martial arts..."
Mrs. Xiao Luan, who was graceful and beautiful, had a smile on her face again, but the maid next to her had already used her eyes to signal Sun Deng not to wait any longer, and to go to the Xuemang Hall for the banquet quickly to avoid any complications.
An old man reminded softly: "Xiao Sun, you can chat while walking."
Sun Deng was a little embarrassed at first, but fortunately Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's important to go to the banquet. My surname is Sun? My surname is Chen Ping'an, so Master Sun just call me Chen Ping'an."
Sun Dengxian was a knight-errant with a heroic nature, so he was not polite and said, "Okay, I'll call you Chen Ping'an."
Mrs. Xiao Luan continued on her way.
Sun Dengxian stayed at the end and chatted enthusiastically with Chen Pingan.
At the end of the corridor, a scolding voice suddenly sounded, "What's the matter with you? Do we, the ancestors and the master of the palace, have to wait for you to sit down before starting the banquet? Mrs. Xiao Luan, you are such a big arrogant person!"
It was a steward of the inner gate of Ziyang Mansion who hurriedly turned into the end of the corridor. His expression was extremely arrogant, and he did not take the Jiangshui Lord in his eyes at all.
After the steward scolded him, he turned around and left with a dark face, "Follow me quickly, you are really a mother-in-law!"
After the steward turned around, Mrs. Xiao Luan narrowed her eyes, exhaled gently, and her expression returned to normal.
Sun Deng first cursed mother in a low voice.
Chen Pingan said nothing.
All the monks in the middle and fifth realms of Ziyang Mansion have gathered in Xuemang Hall.
When Mrs. Xiao Luan walked outside the threshold of the lobby, she slowed down because she already felt like a light on her back.
The steward was standing at the gate, glaring at the Baihu River Water Goddess, and lowering his voice: "Why don't you go in and sit down!"
Mrs. Xiao Luan had no expression on her face as she crossed the threshold. Behind her were the maid and the two friends from the world. The steward was willing to give Baihu Jiangshen a few insults, but he could only sneer at those bullshit things that followed.
But when he saw Sun Deng, who was close to someone, the steward's smile suddenly stiffened, and sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
Sun Deng was a little confused and couldn't figure it out, so he just strode across the threshold.
Chen Ping'an walked into Xuemang Hall a little slowly, his expression as usual.