Either the road on the official road is muddy, or the snow on the secluded path is deep, making a rustling sound when stepping on it.
Moreover, according to the calculations of several Earth Immortal monks in Shujian Lake, there will be a heavier snowfall in the vast territory of Shujian Lake at the end of this year. By then, in addition to Shujian Lake, the once-in-a-century heavy snowfall will also include Shihao Kingdom.
Several vassals of the Zhuying Dynasty, Shujian Lake monks are naturally happy to see the results. I am afraid that several vassal countries will suffer. I just don’t know whether the three heavy snowfalls after the beginning of winter will invisibly hinder the hooves of the Great Li cavalry.
The speed of moving south gave the Zhu Ying Dynasty, which adopted the strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the country for the first time since the founding of the country, more opportunities to breathe.
It's just that these general trends in the world seem to have little to do with the daily life of the monks who are stable on the mountain top. After all, "the world" is divided into mountains and mountains.
In the main hall of Lingguan Temple, Zeng went around to collect firewood and lit a bonfire.
Chen Ping'an was still wearing a thick cotton robe, just like on Qingxia Island, but he no longer carried a sword. Instead, he used the sword style "pioneered" by Pei Qian, a homemade bamboo knife and one purchased from Chishuicheng.
The large yellow sword imitating the canal from Yuanwei Street hangs on one side of his waist.
The two of them ate dry food. This trip was the first time Zeng Ye had traveled far in his life. Therefore, compared to the taciturn Chen Ping'an, Zeng Ye, who was young at heart, was inevitably a little excited. He crossed a pass and handed over his Qing Dynasty to the border soldiers of Shihao Kingdom.
The genealogy issued by Xiadao Patriarch Hall made Zeng Ye feel fresh, but he didn't dare to reveal it. Mr. Chen was worried about many things, and Zeng Ye was not blind. Zeng Ye still had this kind of worldliness.
The two of them were almost speechless.
After Chen Pingan ate dry food, he began to spread out a map of Shihao Kingdom's prefectures and counties. Now the southern territory of Shihao Kingdom was not bad, with only sparse Dali cavalry scouts and cavalry wandering around. Chen Pingan and Zeng Ye were there.
I have seen it twice, but in fact, the south that has not been affected by the war has also shown signs of troubled times, such as the Lingguan Temple where the two of them are.
This is an old Lingguan temple that has not been repaired for a long time and is slightly dilapidated. According to the explanations of nearby villagers, the old Miao Zhu who was in charge of incense passed away in the autumn of this year. The county government should have selected a new Miao Zhu. Normally,
He said that as long as the candidate has a clean background and has a Taoist master who has the genealogy to help him sign, the prefectures and counties will nod. This is a trivial matter, and there is no need to bother the Ministry of Rites in the capital. But when the Da Li barbarians came, the world was in chaos.
He couldn't care about it. After all, the court would not blame the people who fled and returned to their hometowns. However, the useless position of temple blessing was similar to the county magistrate.
The two candidates, even if the county government took a big step back and made it clear in private that they did not need to spend their own money to establish relations with a certain high-ranking genealogy master in the county, they still refused to take office, and they just kept putting off
Wait, until the big Li barbarians who have surrounded the capital of Shihao Kingdom free up their hands and go south, this Lingguan Temple, which has only a few incense, will have no incense next year.
In troubled times.
The common people have too much time to care about themselves, so they don't care about going to the temple to offer incense. When they are full, they care about whether the clay statue of the immortal master is full or not. This is human nature.
Chen Ping'an handed the bamboo box to Zeng Ye to carry, and inside it was placed the ghost magic weapon that was brought from the secret warehouse on Qingxia Island on credit, "Jailed" Yama Luodian.
As for Yu Hui's later visit to Qingxia Island, he took the initiative to sell the superior spiritual weapon imitating the Liuli Pavilion to Chen Pingan, and temporarily kept it for Chen Pingan. Among the twelve houses that can warm ghost generals and the like,
At present, they are all inhabited by Yin spirits and ghosts with relatively full and complete souls. Except for one of them, the other eleven Yin ghosts are all Qi practitioners who were in the fifth realm during their lifetime and died at the hands of Tan Xue. They are relatively violent.
Heavy, the obsession is deeper.
Although Zeng Ye has mediocre cultivation qualifications and dull temperament, he is a tall young man with diligent hands and feet and a lively eye. After leaving Shujian Lake and heading north, Zeng Ye did a lot of things.
However, Chen Ping'an is not the kind of Immortal Master who is accustomed to fine clothes and fine food. He does not need Zeng Ye to serve him. Therefore, the two people, who are like masters and apprentices but have no master-disciple status, walk harmoniously and naturally along the way. This time they passed the border and entered Shi Hao.
The country needed to visit as many as 40 places, involving eight states and more than 20 counties in Shihao Kingdom. The biggest headache for Zeng Ye was that half of the places were located in the northern part of Shihao Kingdom. The war was in turmoil, and he might have to compete with the Northern Li Dynasty.
When dealing with barbarians, Zeng Ye was relieved just to think that Mr. Chen was a god. The poor boy was taken to Shujian Lake since he was a child and grew up on Maoyue Island. He had never traveled with his elders before and had never tasted "
The feeling of "immortal master on the mountain" still has a hint of innate fear towards the court and soldiers.
It seems naive, but in fact, in Chen Pingan's opinion, this is the right thing to do. Otherwise, if he encounters the strange cavalry from the far north and mistakenly thinks it is the ordinary soldiers and horses from the central territory of Aquarius Continent, once there is a conflict, don't worry.
It is said that a monk like Zeng Ye, who is in the lower fifth realm, is a golden elixir earthly immortal who is worth less than one person in Shihao Kingdom and more than ten thousand people. If he encounters a wall against the Great Li Iron Cavalry, he may die.
fate.
Regarding this matter, Chen Ping'an did not deliberately remind Zeng Ye that many seemingly superficial principles must be experienced personally to be profound, or at least heard and seen with one's own eyes.
Zeng Ye began to practice, using the secret technique of the immortal family taught by Mr. Chen, breathing and exhaling, diligence can make up for his weakness. The poorer he was as a wild cultivator, the more he could cherish this hard-won opportunity.
It's not easy for Chen Ping'an to cultivate his mind nowadays, and he naturally stagnates when it comes to cultivating his strength. This is true for boxing, swordsmanship, and spiritual cultivation.
Chen Ping'an stood up, crossed the threshold, and came to the outside of the main hall of Lingguan Temple, frowning slightly.
There is an old saying in the countryside that is widely circulated: One person cannot live in the temple, and two people cannot watch the well.
Ordinary people may not really understand the mystery, but those who practice Taoism will feel it more deeply.
When good thoughts are dispersed in a person's heart and home like a fallen tree, distracting thoughts and evil thoughts will come in one after another, and vice versa.
The same applies to places such as temples and Taoist temples where incense was originally flourishing. They were originally places where gods revered by ghosts and ghosts sat and had rules and regulations. Once the incense disappears and the spiritual energy is dispersed, it is more likely to attract the covetousness and prying eyes of ghosts and ghosts.
This is the reason why many literati's reading notes record a series of weird things that happened in the dilapidated temples.
Once between Caiyi Kingdom and Shushui Kingdom, Chen Ping'an encountered a fox demon in a dilapidated temple.
At that time, there were encounters and partings.
Chen Ping'an lowered his head and held his hands, and gently exhaled a breath of white mist. He rubbed his palms together to keep warm. After thinking about it, he closed the door so as not to disturb Zeng Ye's practice.
Zeng Ye has a simple heart, but he is not tenacious enough on the way to practice. He is easily distracted. So tonight, the matter of tempering spiritual energy and warming and nourishing the energy palace was interrupted just as he started, and he had to start all over again. One or two
It doesn't matter once, but if there are too many times, once a mental trajectory is formed that you are unaware of, it will be a big trouble. Human laziness, greed, etc. are often like this. It seems to happen quietly and is natural, but in fact it is in the eyes of others.
There are already traces to follow.
Therefore, in the early stages of Zeng Ye's practice, Chen Ping'an had to pay more attention to taking care of the young man.
Although he is not a master, he is quite like a protector.
Thinking of this, Chen Pingan burst out laughing.
Instead of being heavy-hearted, Chen Pingan felt a little more relaxed. He probably thought of some happy things in the past. Unknowingly, he relaxed his brows and said with a smile: "Come out, I know you exist. This place
Although the incense in Lingguan Hall has withered, one of the golden body Dharma phase clones has been hiding and sleeping for many years. Master Lingguan only has divinity left, which is not enough for him to show up and protect the place. However, there is no grudge or enmity between the two of you.
It's better to keep the water from the well than to make enemies for no reason, right? Once you meet a certain spiritual official with a bad temper, he will kill you with all his strength and his golden body will be broken. You can just go to the main hall in the main hall.
If you eat the remnants of incense outside, I believe that the spiritual official behind you may not be angry. There is a difference between yin and yang. Ordinary people often like yang and hate yin, but this may not be the case for Taoist spiritual officials. Your survival after death is due to God's will and chance, so
You can wander around outside the main hall to help yourself maintain some aura, but don’t go into the main hall."
Chen Ping'an spoke patiently and carefully, because many ghosts and ghosts who have lingering anger, hatred or obsession after death are so confused that their understanding of the world is no more than when they were alive.
The wild cultivators of the lower five realms such as Ye are not as good as him.
In Chen Ping'an's eyes, there were several yin things hidden there near the back door of the front hall. The wind was gusty and not strong. It was now a severe cold winter, and ordinary people with a little yang energy, such as young and strong men, stood here like Chen Ping'an.
From this position, you may not be able to clearly feel the Yin evil energy emitted by the Yin object. However, if you are a person whose Yang energy is weak and prone to disasters, you may be affected by it. The Yin energy invades your body and you are easily infected with wind and cold.
The qi-tonifying medicines prescribed by country doctors may not be effective, because they treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and the patient's soul is damaged. However, some local methods of summoning the soul and calming the mind, which are used by some goddesses, may be effective.
I don't know whether it was because he was afraid of Chen Ping'an or because he made sense, but those evil things gradually receded and he gave up the plan of entering the main hall of Lingguan Temple.
Since they stopped, Chen Ping'an didn't say or do much.
The first place they wanted to go on this trip was a fairy house on a hill in Shihao Country. Women appeared in the human world and walked in the human world. Chen Pingan often asked their opinions, and they could rely on Zeng Ye, but if they felt awkward,
You can also temporarily inhabit a fox-skin beauty talisman from the Xu family in Qingfeng City in the hands of Chen Pingan. A charming woman with a talisman can be placed nearby or in Chen Pingan's sleeve during the day, and she can appear at night.
They can travel far away with Chen Pingan and Zeng Ye.
The twelve fox-skin beauty talismans are like an inn. Nowadays, people are staying in them, and they used to be Shihao people. So when night falls, when there is no one around, Chen Pingan will take out the talismans and put them there.
To take out the talisman where they lived, Chen Ping'an needed to spend some snow money, otherwise the talisman would be closed, making it impossible for them to return to the world of the sun, unable to take a few more glances at the moving world here, and the inability to freeze ghosts and ghosts.
Landscape after snow.
If it were a normal night, Chen Ping'an and Zeng Ye would be surrounded by chatter, warblers, and swallows. It was very lively. Among the twelve talismans, even though there were some women who didn't like to communicate, they had been getting along for a long time.
, there are one or two female ghosts who are close and familiar to each other, each hugging a group, chatting about some boudoir talk. As for the great road and spiritual practice, he will not say a word more. It is useless to say more, and it will only make people sad.
As for why they showed up tonight, it was Chen Pingan who asked them to return to the talisman because they had to stay overnight at the Lingguan Temple and do as the Romans do. They were not allowed to offend these temples. A few of the more daring women teased and complained.
Chen Ping'an is here to talk about these rules, just for the common people in the countryside. As a deity worshiped by Qingxia Island, Mr. Chen doesn't need to care. If the deity of the small Lingguan Temple really dares to step out of the clay statue, Mr. Chen will just fight back. It's just that
Chen Pingan insisted that they could only return the fox skin talisman carefully made by Xu.
At this moment, Chen Ping'an was standing in the corridor. Behind him, in the main hall, there was enshrined a spiritual official with a red face and big beard, yellow robe and golden armor. He held an iron whip and a golden rooster, independent and majestic.
According to legend, he is one of the more than 200 recorded orthodox spiritual officials in Taoism.
There is also an extremely hidden rumor that has spread throughout the world in the past hundred years. Most of them are high-level monks of the upper five realms and earthly immortals like Liu Zhimao, who are qualified to hear it.
That is one of the three Taoist masters who sat in Bai Yujing in the last term, Tao Lao Er, who has the reputation of being truly invincible, proposed that among the five hundred Taoist spiritual officials, everyone in the three worlds, even the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain,
Even if you are not a disciple of Taoism originally, whether you are a disciple of the other two sects or hundreds of schools of thought, you will have the opportunity to return to your position once you accumulate enough merit and luck, and finally accompany you in the Lingguan Hall, one of the five cities of Baiyujing.
, enjoy endless incense.
So putting aside the more than two hundred spiritual officials and gods who are "ranked in the Immortal Class", it means that half of the divine positions are still vacant. They are waiting for their destiny.
Chen Pingan walked down the steps, pinched a snowball, and gently tamped it with his hands. He did not go to the front hall, but just wandered around the yard between the two halls.
This is probably because water in a well does not offend the river.
Chen Pingan was thinking about something.
In Nanposuo Continent, Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent, the three continents closest to Xuanxuan Mountain, important treasures were born, and heroes competed with each other. Du Mao failed to ascend, and the fragments of his glazed golden body were scattered. This great opportunity and rumors triggered many treasures.
The struggle among the monks of the Five Realms on Pingzhou.
Then there is the theory of five hundred spiritual officials and divine positions.
This is the true general trend of the world.
Among them, Chen Ping'an also experienced the Tongyezhou Rebellion personally, and was slightly affected by Chi Yu. Fortunately, his life was not in danger, but he was miserably plotted by the "young Taoist priest" from Taiping Mountain who handed over a jade plaque from the Ancestral Master Hall.
As a result, Zhong Kui became a ghost and lost his status as a gentleman in the academy.
On the road, there are dangers and dangers, but the mystery is even more mysterious, which lies in the coexistence of risks and opportunities. Whether it is fishing in troubled waters, making a profit, or even getting rich overnight, which is far better than a hundred years of accumulation, or whether the road is damaged and unable to recover, in the final analysis, it depends
People who practice Taoism are not very capable. Under the sweeping general trend, Zhong Kui of Taiping Mountain is like this, and so is Du Mao of Tongye Sect. They can't distinguish between good and evil.
Knowing these things may not be useful, but knowing the context is definitely better than being kept in the dark from beginning to end.
Since this trip had to go through various prefectures and counties in the north and south of Shihao Kingdom, Chen Ping'an knew a lot about Shihao Kingdom's political and political affairs, as well as its customs and customs while on Qingxia Island.
The Shihao Kingdom respects Taoism and worships a Taoist Sanxian Zhenren as its national teacher. The so-called Sanxian is naturally a Taoist from the side sect that is not among the four main lines of Taoism. Among them, the three lines below the Taoist ancestors have different styles of Taoist robes, but the Taoism on the head is
The crowns are the easiest to distinguish. They are hibiscus crown, fishtail crown and lotus crown. The Taoist priest's rank in the Taoist sect also has many subtleties. In addition, it is the Longhu Mountain lineage of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, which belongs to the vast world.
Local Taoist forces.
It is said that the real protector of the country made a great contribution in blocking the northern barbarians from marching southward.
In addition to these written news from the Xianjiadi newspaper on Liuxu Island, Chen Ping'an also made a special trip to hold a banquet in Chishui City. He found an opportunity to entertain Gu Can's two brothers, Shi Hao, who had been fleeing here for nearly a year.
Han Jingling, the prince of the country, and Huang He, the son of the general of the border army of the Shihao Kingdom.
Chen Pingan asked a lot of questions, talked briefly and was polite.
Although Han Jingling is His Royal Highness the Prince of Shihao Kingdom, one of His Majesty's legitimate sons, and a serious Tianhuang nobleman, he has been out of the capital and joined the vassal for many years, but before the war started, he found an excuse to leave his vassal territory.
, and quickly went south to seek refuge, it is not difficult to guess what kind of temperament they have. However, things are unpredictable. When the Great Li cavalry goes south, wherever they go, in the northern part of the stubborn Shihao country, there is often no grass growing, and the war is fierce. On the contrary,
It was under the jurisdiction of Han Jingling. Because the dragons had no leader, they managed to escape without any military disaster. Within the territory under his jurisdiction, Han Jingling had the reputation of a "virtuous king" for no reason. However, Chen Pingan knew that this was probably the group around Han Jingling.
The staff of the minister of Fulong are helping to make plans.
When Han Jingling faced the famous accountant of Qingxia Island, he naturally knew everything he wanted to say. He wanted to show his heart and lungs to Mr. Chen, who had become famous many times in Shujian Lake. He was the legitimate son of General Shi Hao.
Huang He had previously left Shujian Lake to plan with his father, who had joined the Great Li Cavalry, to support Han Jingling as the new emperor of the Shihao Kingdom. It was said that they had already met Su Gaoshan, so they returned to Shujian Lake Chishui City this time.
I came to announce the good news to Han Jingling.
Chen Ping'an didn't give them the chance to call him brothers, and of course Han Jingling and Huang He didn't have the guts either. However, there are subtle differences in their temperaments. The former was in trouble and had low spirits. As for once he succeeded in becoming the new emperor of Shihao Kingdom,
What kind of situation would it be like? Will he regret the groveling at the Chishui City banquet? Han Jingling probably hasn't thought of that step yet, but Chen Pingan doesn't care. As for the latter, facing Chen Pingan, Huang He seemed to be more...
Under Han Jingling's more humble look, there was a trace of thought that seemed to be gradually tightening the bowstring, because the towering mountain of Su Gaoshan, the general of the Great Li, seemed to have given their frontier army Huang a great reassurance that one day they would really be close to him.
With this supporter, not to mention the little devil Gu Can who has lost his unruliness, even Chen Ping'an, I am afraid that Huang He will have to treat him with courtesy when they meet again in the future.
Chen Ping'an just silently watched the subtle movements of these people's hearts.
As for the Liuxu Island Residence newspaper, the Emperor of Shihao Kingdom issued an edict to inform the government and the public. In it, there were eight words: "Arrogance and disobedience, causing war and disaster for the people" to punish Huang He's father, who was once named "Zhongyi Hou" by the late emperor.
The conclusion is drawn.
Huang He, who had been drinking with Chen Ping'an and Han Jingling but said little, only mentioned this matter with a somewhat arrogant look and a smile on his face, saying that his father was not angry after hearing the edict and only said "very angry".
words.
Chen Ping'an looked at the high-spirited young face and drank a glass of wine alone. When he saw him lifting his wine glass, Han Jingling quickly called Huang He to raise a glass and drink together.
There is something about participating in a grand event together.
Chen Ping'an was left dumbfounded.
There is so much knowledge on this kind of wine table, and even the best wine has no taste.
After the banquet, which seemed to be a happy one for both the guests and the host, Chen Pingan returned to Qingxia Island alone. Chen Pingan once again took a high look at Su Gaoshan, the general of Dali. The last time, it was because of Lisu Island.
Tan Yuanyi's dilemma.
Chen Pingan came to his senses.
It turned out that a tall figure wearing armor appeared in the front hall, and he might have been a military commander in the field during his lifetime.
The yin creature walked out of the front hall, crossed the threshold with his left foot, clasped his fists and said: "Master Immortal, we and our subordinates had some offense before, and almost disturbed the spiritual official in the main hall. Immortal Master reminded me, please don't
I have quite a few."
Having said this, the pale-faced Colonel Yin Wu smiled sadly, put away his hands, and habitually reached out to hold the handle of the long knife at his waist.
Whether it's armor or a sword, they are exactly the same as the true nature of ghost objects. They are all illusions of various obsessions during life.
Looking at the Shihao warrior who was covered with scars, especially the wounds on his chest and neck caused by sabers, Chen Ping'an knew that this man died in battle even though he had never actually experienced a battlefield battle between two armies.
The battlefield deserves to be vigorous and vigorous.
Yinwu looked back at the front hall, then turned back and continued: "The immortal master is from the mountain. He may understand that the ghosts and ghosts despised by the world like us are more dead than the living, but the thoughts of life are stronger than those of the living.
, as long as we can survive, we will do whatever it takes, so after we died in the battle, my fellow warriors and I were still haunted, resting day and night, traveling all the way south, and when we got here, some brothers couldn't hold on, and they were already gone half-way.
Some of them went to their hometowns and met their wives, children, and parents, mostly in ancestral halls and ancestral tombs, so they felt at ease on the road. However, there were also many brothers who became more and more obsessed with the idea that whenever they met a living person at night, they wanted to devour their yang energy.
, or passing by a place like the local Lingguan Temple where there are no gods anymore, just thinking about having a good meal regardless of it, it is extremely difficult to restrain, and it is getting harder and harder..."
Chen Pingan nodded and asked: "May I ask this general, if someone in Paoze wants to do something like this, such as harming the people on the way, but can't stop him, how should the general handle himself?"
This is a very embarrassing question.
The military commander Yinwu gently pushed the scabbard, his face full of pain, but without any hesitation, "You have to ask me about my sword, and I will answer it! When we were alive, we were warriors who protected our family and country. Since we die in battle,
Then there is no way to serve the country, but if you want to die, you have to kill the people, so you have to get through me first."
The military commander Yin Wu took a deep breath and grinned, "I'm not afraid of the immortal master's jokes. Along the way south, brothers returned home one after another to say goodbye. We also went from being more than six hundred Yin soldiers in the eyes of the common people to less than ten today.
, instead of killing any common people in the world of the world, we wiped out nearly a hundred lonely ghosts full of viciousness in various places in the mass graves. It was a pity that the monks accompanying us in the army were running faster than the last one.
, so that after I died, I had no time to ask whether our actions of eliminating harm for the people could help our brothers accumulate virtue so that they could have a good pregnancy in the next life."
Chen Ping'an first raised his hands in salute, then closed his hands, and said in a deep voice with an unquestionable firm tone: "The world is selfless, but human relations are right. I believe that generals and robes will have yin and virtue to protect themselves, and they can also protect themselves."
Benefit the descendants of the family!"
As soon as the military general heard these words spoken by the Immortal Master himself, an iron-clad warrior on the battlefield burst into tears on the spot and turned his head, "Did you hear that? I didn't lie to you!"
At the back door of the front hall, soldiers appeared one after another, each clasping their fists. I don't know if they were thanking the general who died together, or thanking the young man in the blue cotton robe for his "coffin-closing conclusion."
When the world is freezing and the bones are frozen, when a country's mountains and rivers are destroyed, the iron armor on their bodies clanks.
As night fell that day, Chen Pingan took out a pen and paper and wrote down the names and birthplaces of the more than 600 ghosts, including military generals. He said that in the future, a friend would hold two Zhoutian Jiao and Shuilu.
He could give it a try and help their names be listed in the dojo. Zeng Ye, who had finished practicing tonight, opened the door of the main hall and helped Chen Pingan and the dozen or so Yin soldiers. Chen
Of course, he is very familiar with the elegant language of Aquarius Island in Ping An, but he is not unfamiliar with the Zhuying Dynasty Mandarin used by the monks and people in the Shujian Lake area. However, when the generals and soldiers adopted the accents of various places in Shihao Kingdom, it became a headache.
, it just so happened that Zeng Ye could "make connections".
Chen Pingan was busy until it was time to crow, and finally recorded all the names in the book.
For yin objects, the rooster's crow does not necessarily mean that you have to retreat. Some ghosts with strong yin energy may be able to walk in the Yang world during the day as long as it is not at noon when the sun is exposed. They just rest when the rooster crows, which is somewhat similar to the yin objects.
Living people work at sunrise, almost instinctively.
The general surnamed Wei who died in Shihao Kingdom said after Chen Pingan put away his paper and pen that he was about to leave and wanted to go for a walk with Chen Xianshi outside the Lingguan Temple. Of course Chen Pingan would not refuse.
The two of them walked through the front hall and stepped out of the gate. General Yinwu laughed softly and said, "Master Chen is a genealogy master from other places, right? Otherwise, the official Chinese here wouldn't be so jerky."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Coming from the north."
The general subconsciously rubbed his neck and said with a smile: "Even if it comes from the Great Li, it doesn't matter. I have to admit that the Great Li cavalry is really... powerful. In the battle formation, both sides do not need to enter the battlefield with monks.
It was because they felt it was unnecessary. One of them did not dare to die. They started fighting. We were almost equal in strength, but the situation on the battlefield was completely one-sided. It was also because of the large Li soldiers and horses that dismounted to fight with us. We also had battlefield martial arts and momentum. Our Shihao National Armed Forces
The soldiers are incomparable to others, and it is one thing to feel weak and aggrieved after losing, otherwise my brothers and I would not die in peace, but having said that, I am somewhat convinced."
Chen Ping'an hummed.
The general stopped and said, "I don't want to ask any questions, but I'm not stupid. I know that Master Chen is actually the one who wants to hold the Zhoutian Dajiao and the water and land dojo. So..."
The general shook his armor lightly, let go of the handle of the knife, and knelt down on one knee. For this great kindness, he had to show some gratitude to this mountain god for his brothers.
Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an held his hands up and made him unable to kneel down.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "No need to do that, I can't afford this great gift."
The general had no choice but to give up and joked: "Master Chen Xian, are you so polite, do you want me to die of shame again?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Don't dare."
Chen Pingan put his hands in his sleeves and raised his eyes to look into the distance. The sky was getting brighter and the night was getting thinner. He said softly: "General Wei is actually much stronger than me. He knows how to do the right thing from the beginning. In this way, he will be able to defeat Pao Ze."
If I am really good, I can't be as vigorous and resolute as General Wei. Not only will I suffer, but I will also cause everyone to suffer."
The general was silent for a moment and asked: "Why don't you talk about it when you are hurt? You are not happy yourself, so you are not allowed to talk about it? How can you say 'making others suffer'? Master Chen Xian, although I am an outsider, but this
Along the way, I know the ups and downs, and it is really not easy. Especially when I drew a knife against Pao Ze, the suffering was really more uncomfortable than being knifed by a large Li cavalry. When I felt that I couldn’t survive it, I secretly
Call some brothers who are close to the army under your command and give them a good beating, otherwise I would have been driven crazy. It is estimated that before the brothers lost their intelligence and turned into ghosts, I would have become a ghost that caused harm to everyone. So Master Chen Xian, you
You shouldn’t think that way.”
Chen Pingan thought carefully, then said with a smile: "Thank you, I feel much better after saying this to General Wei."
The military general surnamed Wei laughed and said: "I am not a general, I am just a warrior from the sixth rank. In fact, I am still an honorary officer. It is just that I am a general with real power. I can run away and avoid battles, so I can
Leading so many brothers..."
Having said this, he lightly stomped his feet into the snow on the roadside, "It's just going to die, it's not a feat, it's just worrying."
Chen Pingan remembered something and took out a handful of snow money, "This is the fairy money on the mountain. You can use it to absorb spiritual energy and maintain your wisdom. It is the least valuable kind."
The general hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take it, jokingly saying: "Master Chen, you can give me more. I don't mind the immortal money. I love money both before and after my life. Isn't it the most carefree thing in the world?"
Chen Pingan quickly waved his hand and said with a smile: "I am now a bookkeeper. I am very smart in doing business. I know your place of origin. No more, no less. I should give you a few fairy coins for traveling at night. The door is clear.
.”
The general named Wei laughed heartily.
Okay.
Are there any businessmen in the world who are afraid that others will not know that they are “smart”?
Chen Ping'an asked: "Since General Wei is originally from a guard station on the northern border of Shihao Kingdom, does he plan to see off his brothers and then return to the north alone?"
In fact, the military general surnamed Wei, who was only in his early thirties, shook his head and said, "There is no need to go back. My parents left early, and I have no wife or children. All the people I knew in my hometown have died. His Majesty the Emperor began to mobilize his troops on a large scale the year before last."
In addition to the northern frontier army, which was already tough, most of the few frontier troops who dared to fight and were able to fight hard were transferred to the north. As for the vassal forces like the Huang family in the south, they just couldn't shout.
, isn’t this a rebellion and stabbed us hard in the waist? In fact, I know very well that the backbone of our Shihao Kingdom has been completely destroyed by the Great Li Cavalry.”
Chen Pingan said slowly: "If General Wei is willing, after you have finished everything, go to Shujian Huyunlou City alone to look for an Eighth Realm sword cultivator named Du Shehu. If Du Shehu is not in the city,
, just go to the Liu family in Meizi Lane and ask their family owner to introduce you to Qingxia Island by boat. Whether it’s Du Shehu or the Liu family’s family, just say that you are Chen Pingan’s friend, and when you arrive at Qingxia Island
, someone will receive you. You can stay at the gate of Qingxia Island Mountain first, and temporarily stay in Zeng Ye’s house until we return. If General Wei is willing, I can write a letter and give General Wei a token.
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The military general surnamed Wei asked with a smile: "Does Master Chen have friends around him who are proficient in ghost ways? He plans to train me into a ghost general? Master Chen has been very kind to me, so I would ask this question, otherwise I would not open it at all."
The worst thing I can do is promise to go around and wander around, but not go to Shujian Lake. I hope Chen Xianshi Haihan will do it. To be honest, I really have no interest in fighting and killing. If I can, even if it is just like this
I wait for my soul to die day by day and accept my fate. Master Chen Xian’s great kindness can only be hoped to be repaid in the next life."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Although I know some secrets of ghosts and have two spiritual weapons suitable for ghosts and ghosts to live in, I don't want General Wei to be used by me. I just don't want General Wei to disappear into the world like this. As long as he reaches Qing Dynasty,
As for the island, as long as you trust me, your future stay will be decided by General Wei himself. Even if General Wei wants to become a ghost general, I will not agree. This is both insulting and self-degrading."
Yinwu surnamed Wei cupped his fists and said: "That said, I feel relieved. A few more days of living will be a few days of earning. As for how much immortal money Master Chen has consumed during this period, I still say that shamelessly, I will pay it back in my next life if I have a chance! If so,
If you don’t have a chance, just think of Mr. Chen Xianshi as the accountant, but you’re not smart enough!”
Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd and took a sip of wine.
It's rare that I don't want to refresh myself, but just want to drink.
Back at the Lingguan Temple, Chen Pingan wrote a letter, handed over a Yang Qi Lantern Talisman, and a small slip made of purple bamboo, all of which were given to the military general named Wei, and finally they were secretly stuffed into him.
A small sum of money.
After doing this, it was already dawn.
All the negative things temporarily reside in the front hall of Lingguan Temple.
When Chen Pingan returned to the main hall, Zeng Ye had already packed his luggage and carried the bamboo box.
Chen Ping'an clasped his fists at the painted statue and apologized softly: "The two of us are staying here tonight, and there are a lot of troubles caused by the Yin soldiers staying in the front hall."
Zeng Ye had no choice but to clasp his fists and apologize.
When they walked out of the main hall and passed by the front hall, the military general named Wei just hugged the two of them and sent them off without saying any more words of gratitude.
After leaving Lingguan Temple, they continued on their way north. The two of them were walking in the snow. Zeng Ye asked softly: "Mr. Chen? Can I ask a question?"
Chen Ping'an bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, washed his face casually, and said with a smile: "Tell me."
Zeng Ye asked: "For no reason, Mr. Chen, do you spend money so much again and again? On Maoyue Island, Master and everyone have said that we practitioners consume the most money, and it is the small things.
If you don't know how to be frugal in life, you are destined to have no great future in this life."
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Then do you think I have a great future now?"
Zeng Ye scratched his head and said, "Of course! Mr. Chen is already a great monk!"
Chen Pingan said: "That's it. Anyway, I'm already a great monk in your eyes. If I don't be frugal once in a while, it doesn't matter much."
Zeng Ye always felt that Mr. Chen, who always treated others with sincerity, actually deliberately did not explain himself thoroughly on this issue. It was just that Mr. Chen was unwilling to elaborate, so Zeng Ye didn't have the nerve to get to the bottom of it.
Chen Pingan said with emotion: "We stayed at the Lingguan Temple last night, but do you know the origin of Lingguan and the responsibilities of these gods?"
Zeng Ye shook his head and said, "I heard from Master that they are Taoist gods, and their origins are older than the gods of mountains and rivers."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "So you have always heard of the old saying that there is a god when you look up and three feet up, right? Lingguan used to be one of the gods who checked the merits and faults of everyone in the world. Although this saying is not very effective now, but
I think it is much better to believe this than not to believe it. Whether it is common people or so-called practitioners like us, if in our hearts we are not afraid of heaven and earth, but in the end we are only afraid of evil people and evil ghosts, I don’t think it is good.
, but this is my own opinion, Zeng Ye, you don’t need to pay too much attention to this, just listen to it.”
Zeng Ye nodded and said, "Then I'll write it down first. Maybe I'll need it someday."
Chen Pingan turned his head to look at Zeng Ye and smiled.
Zeng Ye was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Chen, did I say something wrong again?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and walked forward slowly, "No, you said it very well. Some principles are used to survive and help oneself live a better life, while some are used to reassure oneself. As for which principles
Which is better and more suitable for the present time depends on each person's own family background and state of mind. Anyway, I think they are all useful principles. You will also know this and other principles in the future. When you encounter something, just take it out, think more, and then
make decisions."
Zeng Ye said sincerely: "Mr. Chen, you know so many things."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense like this in the future. There will never be a shortage of flatterers like you around you 'Mr. Chen'."
Zeng Ye, carrying a big bamboo box on his back, turned sideways and said with a cheerful smile: "I am the only one accompanying Mr. Chen now, so I want to say more sincere flattery to prevent Mr. Chen from not hearing it for too long.
If you flatter me, you won’t get used to it.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and narrowed his eyes, suddenly squatted down, and with skillful techniques, he made a palm-sized snowman and placed it on the bamboo box behind Zeng Ye. The tall boy was confused.
Chen Pingan clapped his hands, "I'm going to do an introductory boxing post next. It's very simple, just punch every six steps. You can learn from me, but you can learn boxing, but you have to make sure that the little snowman on the bamboo box can't fall.
Come down. I will teach you three times, and then for the rest of the way, if you have something to do, just follow this fist pile. I won't force it, and you don't have to force it. Just think of it as a little way to relieve boredom."
Chen Pingan then rehearsed Zeng Ye three times. Zeng Ye concentrated on Chen Pingan's steps and the final punch.
Chen Ping'an saw it all and asked Zeng Ye to take a look.
Everything is stable, and he seems to be walking much better than the straw-shoe boy in Mud Bottle Alley back then.
But Chen Ping'an sighed in his heart, he didn't know what to do with boxing, and he didn't start training for three years.
Zeng Ye's boxing understanding was far inferior to that of the thin boy standing in front of him with a hatchet in Rouge County, Caiyi Country.
But this is not an important matter. As Chen Ping'an said, it is just for Zeng Ye to find something to do, so as not to stare at him all the way. After all, those fox-skin beauty talismans cannot be taken out often, and Chen
Ping An was really afraid of those women who were becoming more and more lively and outspoken. They just teased Zeng Ye. They made secret bets one by one and came to his side to make lame secret glances. What else were they doing if they weren't humiliating themselves?
How many dangers and storms have I, Chen Pingan, seen?
After all, Zeng Ye was a qigong practitioner who was trained with money on Maoyue Island. He had a strong body, so he could only use his Shanshaquan fist to perform tricks. As long as Chen Pingan didn't reveal it, Zeng Ye felt quite satisfied and put it behind his back anyway.
The little snowman on the bamboo box never fell to the ground.
After Chen Ping'an finished walking the boxing pile three times, he stopped walking and took out the Kanyu map from time to time to look at it.
That night the two of them planned to camp out in a wilderness. As long as it didn't snow, it would be fine.
Chen Ping'an took out a piece of fox-skin beauty talisman paper, in which lived a female figure named Su Xinzhai.
During her lifetime, she was a monk in the cave realm. She was a native of Shihao country. Her father favored boys over girls. When she was young, she was taken by a Qigong practitioner from a fairy cave in Shihao country. She was taken to Huangli Mountain to formally practice Taoism and practice on the mountain.
For more than ten years, Su Xinzhai has never returned home from the mountains. Su Xinzhai has no emotional concern for his family. His father once went to the foot of Huangli Mountain in person to pray for his daughter. Su Xinzhai still stayed behind closed doors, hoping that her daughter would help his son in the imperial examination.
The man who tried his best had to return in vain. He cursed and cursed along the way, which was so unpleasant that it was hard to imagine that it was the words of a biological father. Su Xinzhai, who was secretly following him, heard these words very clearly and was completely heartbroken. He originally planned to
Su Xinzhai, who helped his family once and then truly cut off the world of mortal life, returned to the mountain gate.
Su Xinzhai traveled down the mountain for the last time. Together with his two senior sisters, he was abducted by a Longmen realm ancestor on Sulin Island in Shujian Lake, and died tragically in the dragon's mouth. The other two girls from the same sect had long since died on the original Sulin Island.
The patriarch has it in his hands.
The face of a woman painted by Su Xinzhai on fox skin talisman paper appears, with a charming smile and expressive eyebrows.
She was the most open-minded and out-of-the-box among the twelve female figures, and many of the clever ideas that teased Zeng Ye were her idea.
If he wasn't about to enter the Huangli Mountain boundary soon, Chen Ping'an would not dare to invite her out.
Regarding the current situation in Huangli Mountain, Chen Ping'an had already told Su Xinzhai everything he knew from the beginning.
The mentor she was thinking about passed away a few years ago, but Huanglishan is still relatively stable now. After all, it is only a second-rate immortal family in Shihao Kingdom. It is neither good nor bad. In the chaos, it is relatively easy to avoid disasters.
, the third-rate and lowest-ranking ones have long been annexed by the surrounding Xianjia Cave Mansion, and the first-rate top forces are so big that they are in trouble, and they are worried about how to deal with the Shihao Kingdom court or the Great Li cavalry. If they are not careful, it will be a disaster.
There are more than 30 monks in Huangli Mountain, who belong to the genealogical masters recorded in the Eight Classics of Zheng'er. Together with the servants, maids and other vassals, there are now about 200 people.
Su Xinzhai's last wish was to return to Huangli Mountain and place three sticks of incense on each of his master's grave and the ancestor's hall. He wanted nothing more. He didn't even have the thought of living in the Hall of Hell or the imitation Liuli Pavilion.
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After Su Xinzhai appeared, for the first time, he did not tease Zeng Ye or the accountant.
Zeng Ye found it strange, but Chen Pingan didn't.
It is due to the fear of being close to home.
Zeng Ye felt a little happy when he saw Su Xinzhai.
The mind of a young man is crystal clear.
Chen Ping'an knew that Su Xinzhai also knew, but she was just pretending to be ignorant. Whether a young girl is in love or not, love at first sight is often more important than an older woman.
When a man sees a beautiful woman and is attracted by her beauty, when a woman sees a handsome man and is attracted by her, these are all unbreakable truths and are not worth making a fuss about.
Poor Zeng Ye, a tall young man, his situation is better than that of Gu Xiuma Yuanzhi in Zhu Xian Mansion, but it's really not much better.
When Chen Ping'an saw Su Xinzhai's frown, he changed his mind and told Zeng Ye to sleep for a few hours before practicing and then travel all night.
It was rare for Zeng Ye to be able to do something for Su Xinzhai, so of course he slapped his chest loudly, which made Chen Pingan hold his forehead. After all, he was still a baby bird that had never flown through the flowers.
However, Chen Ping'an still gave Zeng Ye a chance and walked away alone, leaving Su Xinzhai to "protect the way" for Zeng Ye who was practicing by the campfire.
Chen Ping'an secretly left two flying swords there, and then walked alone on the ridge path where the snow was heavy on the pines and the occasional rustling of falling snow was heard.
Turning around, he saw that Su Xinzhai was running quickly with her skirt in hand, and deliberately stepped on the snow, leaving a long series of footprints behind her. This was not because she was a monk in the cave realm during her lifetime, but because she was from the Xu family in Qingfeng City.
As a cash cow, it is not difficult to do this with the beauty of fox skin talisman paper.
The sky is vast, the sky is vast, and there are no wonders.
Practitioners who climb up step by step and look into the distance can always see more beautiful scenery than at the foot of the mountain.
Su Xinzhai came to Chen Ping'an, walked side by side with him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen really doesn't know how to be a matchmaker. Can't you see that I am not at all tempted by that silly boy Zeng Ye?"
Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and said: "If you don't want to be tempted, don't be tempted. I won't force you to do anything, but don't deliberately hurt others' hearts. Miss Su will be clean from now on, but I will still have to get along with that silly boy day and night for several days."
Year."
Su Xinzhai pretended to be surprised and said with a smile: "How can a god like Mr. Chen care about the mood of a silly boy? If he doesn't obey, just beat him. Beat him until he only knows how to be obedient. We Shujian Huyexiu are all like this.
No one remembers the good, only the beating."
Chen Ping'an laughed angrily and said, "I don't care about talking to you."
Su Xinzhai suddenly reached out to hold Chen Pingan's arm, but Chen Pingan jumped out of the way and glared: "Isn't it a record for beating?"
Su Xinzhai covered his mouth and smiled, bent down to pinch a snowball, and asked casually: "Where is the small charcoal cage that Mr. Chen carries with him? I can help light the fire."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Don't waste charcoal. In Qingxia Island, you don't have to worry about it. When you use it up, someone will help to replenish it. Here, if you run out, you have to buy it at the market with your own money. My hands are warm, but
Heartbroken."
Although Su Xinzhai had appeared many times along the way and had already experienced the stinginess of the accountant, he still found it fresh and interesting.
She asked that question just to hear the answer.
Su Xinzhai walked in front of Chen Ping'an, then walked backwards and said with a smile: "When we arrive at Huangli Mountain, Mr. Chen must have a meal of crispy Osmanthus Street Twist in the town at the foot of the mountain to make the trip worthwhile.
It’s best to buy a big sack and take it with you.”
Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Are you paying for it?"
Su Xinzhai rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, my Mr. Chen Da, Old Immortal Chen, you have made a special trip to travel such a long distance, why do you still care about a few taels of silver?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "At first glance, she looks like a girl who doesn't know how to live. How dare you look down on Zeng Ye, who is honest and responsible?"
Su Xinzhai was so angry that he threw the snowball in his hand, which Chen Ping'an, who was already slightly weakened, easily dodged. Su Xinzhai wanted to squeeze another snowball, but Chen Ping'an hurriedly said: "Stop it, stop it, I don't want to
There is a misunderstanding between us."
Su Xinzhai really stopped and joked: "Mr. Chen, is it difficult to deal with the vast sea, or does he have a thief's heart but not his courage?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's not enough for outsiders."
Su Xinzhai looked into the young man's eyes and made a face, "Hey, so our idiot Mr. Chen really has a girl he likes. Alas, I lost the bet again."
Chen Pingan laughed it off.
Finally, Chen Ping'an asked Su Xinzhai to return to Zeng Ye first, saying that he wanted to take a walk again.
Su Xinzhai made fun of him for being an old fox at such a young age. He really didn't know how many girls he had harmed before he could have such an impeccable mind.
Chen Pingan accepted the words as a kind word and did not argue with her.
Su Xinzhai returned to Zeng Ye and squatted by the bonfire.
Chen Pingan has not returned for a long time.
After Zeng Ye finished practicing, he saw Su Xinzhai who was beside him and just smiled stupidly.
After Chen Pingan returned, he continued on his way.
Because it was close to the boundary of Xianjia Cave, Chen Ping'an did not take out the remaining nine fox skin talisman beauties. In the past, this was often the case when he passed the temples of landscape gods or the two temples of the Chenghuang Pavilion.
In fact, there is a sacrificial jade tablet on Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake, so you don’t have to worry about the minor troubles that may arise. Furthermore, because Shihao Country is close to Shujian Lake, which is full of wild cultivation, there are many strange people and strange things that are unimaginable in the territory of other small countries.
Most of them were not surprised. But Chen Ping'an insisted on it, and Su Xinzhai and the other nine Yin objects just complained a few words. It didn't even look like a complaint, just like being coquettish with an elder.
One evening, a ghost and two people came to the small town at the foot of Huangli Mountain. Before going up the mountain, although Chen Pingan said he was not willing to spend money, he still bought a bag of Osmanthus Street Twist with assorted stuffings. The most expensive one
One kind was shared between Su Xinzhai and Zeng Ye. It was really crispy and sweet. After eating a few bites, Chen Ping'an turned around and bought two more big bags. When no one was paying attention, he secretly put them into the items nearby, and saw Su Xinzhai's smiling face.
, Chen Pingan turned a blind eye.
The two monks guarding the gate of Huangli Mountain are two Lower Five Realm disciples with not very good qualifications, one old and one young.
When Chen Ping'an took out the spiritual Qingxia Island enshrinement jade plaque and briefly explained his purpose, the two of them were shocked. They had no intention of informing them at all and led the three of them directly up the mountain.
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Regarding Su Xinzhai's identity and those two incidents, Chen Ping'an did not hide it from Huang Lishan.
The old monk actually remembered the name Su Xinzhai. After all, she was the proud daughter of heaven who Huang Lishan had high hopes for. However, after the tragic incident at the foot of the mountain, Huang Lishan not only had no thoughts of asking for guilt, but actually sent someone to go there.
On Sulin Island in Shujian Lake, I wanted to make amends with the founder who was an old immortal in the Longmen Realm. Of course, I also had the idea of "turning bad luck into good luck and turning bad things into good". I thought that it would be good to have something to do with Sulin Island.
A flag was erected on the top of Huangli Mountain to intimidate the enemy sects from far and near. However, Sulin Island did not let the Huangli Mountain monk enter the mountain gate at that time, without any shame. Fortunately, the monk returned to Huangli Mountain
, privately, deliberately releasing some ambiguous rumors, it can still bring some tangible benefits to his own school.
So I heard that a priest from Qingxia Island showed up to visit. How dare the old monk neglect him.
The ancestor of Huanglishan's master sect quickly walked out of the mansion, took several monks in power on the mountain, and personally received the unattainable Chen Da worshiper.
For Shihao Kingdom, there are more than a thousand islands in Shujian Lake and tens of thousands of unruly wild cultivators. More than a hundred of them need to remember their names firmly. Among them, there are Qingzhong, Lisu and Tianmu.
There are more than ten large islands in it, which must be remembered. As for Qingxia Island, the ancestor of Yuanying, Zhenjun Jiejiang, it is the top of the mountain, as if it is the highest land god in the world. Huangli Mountain has no way of knowing it.
Shujian Lake has been turbulent in the past two months, but regarding Liu Zhimao's successful ascension to the throne of the king of the world, almost all the monks in Shihao country, except for the low-end sects who have no information and are isolated from the world, are still well-known.
When Su Xinzhai saw the familiar-looking Huanglishan ancestor, tears filled his eyes, and he immediately knelt down and burst into tears.
This move shocked the ancestor and everyone in Huanglishan.
Chen Ping'an then spoke tactfully and repeated the words he had said to the monk at Shanmen.
These statements were all thought out by Su Xinzhai himself.
Chen Pingan just copied it.
After Huang Lishan learned the "truth", everyone felt relieved. Regarding the little girl Su Xinzhai who had changed her appearance, the old Patriarch of the Guanhai Realm who had never been able to reach the Dragon Gate Realm even greeted her after they sat down.
, it was somewhat sincere and could not be faked. The nostalgia for Su Xinzhai made all the monks in Huangli Mountain sigh.
Then Su Xinzhai successfully went to the Shanmen Patriarch Hall to offer incense, which was personally delivered by the Patriarch Huanglishan.
Finally, Su Xinzhai went to her master's grave. This time, only Chen Ping'an and Zeng Ye were with her. She herself declined Patriarch Huang Lishan and several other senior monks.
A middle-aged monk looked at the retreating figures of the group and couldn't help but sigh softly: "This Chen Congfeng who came all the way from Qingxia Island is really... a person cannot be judged by his appearance."
Grandmaster Huang Lishan said with a smile: "What are you saying? Are you praising or derogatory? It's a good thing that Chen Chongfeng is not here, otherwise our little Huang Lishan would be in trouble just based on your words."
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However, the old patriarch quickly stroked his beard and said with a smile: "But it's true that people are not what they look like. They are ordinary-looking, and they don't carry any dazzling magic weapons. If it weren't for that jade tablet, it would be unbelievable.
Such a young monk is already the first-class worshiper of Qingxia Island! It’s amazing, we bunch of useless old bones are incomparable and incomparable compared to others.”
No waiting for what the middle-aged monk wanted to say.
The old patriarch glanced at him and shook his head slightly, "Now that it's like this, do we need to do anything more in Huanglishan? It's not good to dislike good things, so we are full and do some superfluous things?"
The middle-aged monk immediately nodded in understanding.
Although he was already far away, Su Xinzhai was keenly aware of Chen Ping'an's helpless look, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Did the old master on the mountain say something about me behind my back?"
Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head, "No, you are talking good about me."
Su Xinzhai asked curiously: "Why, if you say that Mr. Chen is young and promising, it's okay, Mr. Chen can accept it generously, but if you praise Mr. Chen for his handsome appearance and magnificent appearance? Mr. Chen, please don't do it."
Seriously."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Sure enough, it's not that one family doesn't belong to the same family. Sure enough, the visions of you monks from Huangli Mountain are pretty much the same."
Su Xinzhai smiled.
She walked a little slowly after that.
Chen Pingan then slowed down.
In the back hill of Huangli Mountain, which is far less spiritual than the Qingxia Island area, in a place with relatively beautiful scenery, in front of a grave.
After offering the incense, I kowtowed too much.
Su Xinzhai didn't want to get up for a long time.
Chen Pingan squatted in the distance, picked up a small handful of soil, and gently twisted it.
Zeng Ye looked at Su Xinzhai's figure from a distance, and the young man felt sad and heartbroken.
After Su Xinzhai stood up, he wiped away his tears and walked to Chen Ping'an. His expression was relieved, and his eyebrows were no longer sad.
Chen Pingan threw away the dirt and stood up.
Su Xinzhai smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, you can take back the talisman."
Chen Ping'an hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say much, took back the fox-skin talisman and put it into his sleeve.
There is only the female vagina in front of him that has returned to its original appearance.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Really don't want to live among the fox skin talismans? Even if there are Zhoutian Dajiao and water and land dojo, the matter of reincarnation is still..."
Su Xinzhai already shook his head, "I don't regret it, not at all."
She took a few steps back, faced the accountant whose face was as pale as a vagina, smiled brightly, and gave her a graceful blessing.
She turned her head, first smiled at Zeng Ye, who had wet eyes, and said: "Silly boy, follow Mr. Chen from now on, practice hard, remember to reach the fifth level, and then become an earthly immortal!"
Zeng Ye nodded vigorously.
Then she looked at Chen Ping'an and said softly: "May Mr. Chen's wishes come true and be worry-free."
Chen Pingan asked hoarsely: "Consider it again?"
Su Xinzhai said again: "May Mr. Chen and the girl he likes become the couple of gods and immortals."
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, raised his hands and clasped his fists, "I hope to see Miss Su again by chance."
Su Xinzhai's face was filled with tears, but he smiled happily and said: "Ten million, when the time comes, Mr. Chen will not recognize me?"
Chen Pingan nodded lightly.
Su Xinzhai tilted his head slightly, staring into the young man's eyes, as if to determine whether he was lying, and finally smiled suddenly, "Ha, I just realized that our Mr. Chen is extremely handsome."
Chen Ping'an squeezed out a smile, tremblingly, and extended his thumb, "This girl has good taste."
Su Xinzhai no longer had any obsession, and bit by bit, his soul began to fly away, like a painting of a lady, burned out, the ashes scattered, and returned to the world of heaven and earth again.
Chen Pingan waved goodbye to her.
He once covered his face and cried.
Finally, Chen Pingan patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."
Zeng Ye drooped his head and nodded slightly.
Chen Pingan said softly: "If you really like Miss Su that much, since you can't say that you like her until the end of your life, it doesn't matter. In the next few decades or a hundred years, even if you search the world, you have to see her again."
, tell her loudly that he likes her. If a hundred years is not enough, then work hard to become an earthly immortal who competes with heaven and earth for longevity. As long as you still like her by then, you can travel thousands of miles while practicing Taoism diligently. It doesn't matter if you look for her for a thousand years.
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Zeng Ye suddenly raised his head and choked with sobs: "But my qualifications are poor."
Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "Zeng Ye, before you have put in far more efforts than ordinary people, you have no right to say that your talent is not good or your qualifications are poor! You can tell others this kind of thing a thousand times or ten thousand times
, I don’t care about you, but in my case, as long as you still want to follow me to practice Taoism, you can only say it once!”
Zeng Ye was in a daze.
Chen Ping'an was the first to move and said his last words to Zeng Ye, "I'll wait for you at the mountain gate. Before that, I will go and say goodbye to the Huangli Mountain monk, so you don't have to follow me. I have some inner thoughts,
You can stay here alone. As for whether you want to say it out loud, it doesn't matter. Whether it can be truly remembered for a long time is the proof of how much you like Miss Su. But let me tell you something that you may not be willing to hear at the moment.
Even if you fall in love with another girl a few months or years later, I will not look down on you Zeng Ye because of it, but if... if you can always remember Miss Su, I will definitely think highly of you Zeng Ye
!”
Chen Ping'an left Zeng Ye there alone and returned alone to say goodbye to monk Huang Lishan.
Slowly go down the mountain.
Sit on the bottom steps at the mountain gate.
Turning around, I saw a tall young man running down the mountain.
On Songhe Street in a state city in Shihao State, where the dignitaries gathered, there was a mansion with a very high threshold for the Ma family. They were originally a first-class noble family, but later because they gave birth to a good daughter who was even more prosperous than the royal relatives.
, which enabled the family to make further progress and become very prestigious in such a large state city. Even the governor, who had always been aloof and arrogant, would take the initiative to send people to the Ma family's mansion to visit him every time during the holidays.
At the end of the New Year, in the early morning, the sound of horse hooves echoed on Qingshiban Street. Three horsemen entered the city early and came to this Songhe Street.
Since the war has spread to the central area of Shihao Country, which is only one state away, at the end of this year, Songhe Street is no longer as cheerful and full of New Year's flavor as in previous years.
The three knights dismounted one after another.
A young man with a sluggish expression, wearing a blue cotton robe, imitated the knight-errant and hung his sword.
There were two men and women holding horses beside them. The woman had a graceful figure, but unfortunately she was wearing a curtain that obscured her face. There was also a strong young man carrying a bamboo box on his back.
The concierge was a middle-aged man who was dressed as well as the county gentry. He yawned and looked askance at the foreigner who was leading him. He was a little impatient. But when he heard that this man came from Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake, he was shocked.
, no longer sleepy, he immediately lowered his head and said to the immortal master, wait a moment, and he would go and report to the master of the house. The concierge ran quickly, and did not forget to look back and smile, begging the young immortal master not to be anxious, he would be quick
Go and come back quickly.
The mansion is vast, and after about half a stick of incense, the sweating concierge hurried over together with a thin and elegant man with frosty white temples.
Behind the two of them, there was an old man who walked neither hastily nor slowly but not at all. He looked like a tutor.
The woman under the curtain had tears in her eyes, but she just bit her lip and did not speak.
Chen Pingan took out the jade plaque, and the old gentleman took it over. He looked at both sides carefully, then handed it back to Chen Pingan with great respect, and said softly: "I don't know if the immortal master who worshiped me is here, but I am not welcome from afar.
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The head of the Ma family suppressed the surprise and awe in his heart and quickly invited the three people from Qingxia Island to enter his residence.
The head of the Ma family originally wanted to open the ceremony gate to show his sincerity, but the young immortal master politely refused.
According to the wording that Chen Ping'an had already discussed with the Ma family's mansion, the daughter-in-law who was the most glorious figure in the family back then, he went straight to the point with the nearly fifty-year-old but well-maintained head of the family: "Ma Duyi was the first to write this book in Shujian Lake.
He was a monk from Songfeng Island, and he fell into the sect of an old monk named Shao Dongtian, with no hope of success. Later, Ma Duyi had another chance, and was able to truly enter the spiritual life. Fortunately, he is in the same lineage as me, and he is now my nephew.
So when I go on a trip this time, I made a special trip to visit your Ma family."
As a guest, these words were actually very rude and condescending. They were very consistent with the tone of a monk from Shujian Lake, and also consistent with the mountain demeanor of the top Genealogy Master of Shihao Kingdom.
However, whether it is the head of the Ma family or the person who is being worshiped by the family, they feel that this is the right thing to do.
Otherwise, we have to immediately consider whether the young man's identity as a worshiper is fake. Seeing that Ma's family is now in danger, he deceived his family. Otherwise, at most, he will just eat and drink well, serve him diligently, and then send him to him as soon as possible.
Shen went out, just to be on the safe side, so as not to cause trouble. After all, what Ma needed now was real help in times of need, not some innocuous icing on the cake.
Although I was still hesitant about the young man's so-called enshrinement status on Qingxia Island, in the end I believed it more, so my polite words became more polite, almost flattering.
Anyway, a lot of kind words don't cost a penny.
The Ma family's current family fortune is not just a result of generations of hard work and descendants reading the sages' books.
The only trouble is that in the past few decades, Ma has been too prosperous, too mercurial, and wants to make any money. As a result, he has gotten into huge trouble. Ma is not afraid of spending money to solve the trouble, but he is afraid of spending a lot of money.
The silver you bought is not a life-saving talisman to destroy wealth and eliminate disasters, but a life-saving talisman.
If this young immortal master is really Ma Duyi's new uncle, then everything will be fine!
Today's Shihao Kingdom is in an uproar from the capital to the local areas. An immortal monk with enough weight can speak more effectively than the poor big guys in the Liubu Yamen!
Entering the lobby of the mansion, Chen Ping'an still spoke concisely and to the point, saying that Ma Duyi had a good relationship with him. If the Ma family was in trouble, he could try to help him a little. If the family business was stable, then he would see if there were any good talents in the family who were suitable for practicing Taoism.
If there is such a blessing, as for whether to send the good seedling to Shujian Lake for cultivation, or to leave a sum of immortal money, both are acceptable.
Three days later, the three riders left the city.
The woman who always wore a curtain hat looked back at the city wall with complicated eyes.
Ma's urgent need was resolved by a trip to the governor's mansion after a young priest from Qingxia Island showed up.
A child of the Ma family who barely had the qualifications of the fourth and fifth realms of Qi Practitioner took refuge in the sect of an old immortal in the city and began to practice Taoism. He was not a registered disciple, but a real disciple who needed to be clearly recognized in the imperial court.
It is recorded in the book, which means that on the premise that the child has a famous teacher, the family has a steady stream of fairy money, which can enter the pocket of his master every year. Of course, all of it will not be used to pave the way for the child to cultivate, but no matter what
, that child will have no worries, and will more or less get some of his own real benefits.
Chen Ping'an sat on the horse and said nothing.
Even Zeng Ye, a young man who was not very familiar with the world of people, had seen in the past few days in the Ma family's mansion that from the head of the Ma family to that woman, they had nothing to do with their daughter Ma Duyi, who had left her long ago.
In his words, he carefully asked this and that, asked about Ma Duyi's origins as a disciple, asked about Ma Duyi's level of cultivation, and made insidious inquiries about whether the young worshiper had any Taoist companions... In short, about Ma Duyi's transformation from a monk on Songfeng Island to a young man.
The island monks and the couple also had a few questions and asked a few questions, but it was like a wine table or an official social event. Some scenes had to be talked about. The questions and answers were actually not important, otherwise
If you eat it, your appearance will look ugly, that's all.
The alienation between father and daughter and mother and daughter may be due to the fact that Ma Duyi has been away from home for too many years and her practice on Songfeng Island did not go well, which disappointed her old master. He was only a monk in the fifth realm until his death. He was unable to leave Shujian Lake and return home to visit relatives, so the two sides distanced themselves.
Too far away, maybe the parents feel that there is a huge difference in status between them and their daughter, maybe it is because the descendants of the family are prosperous, and the children born under Cheng Huan will naturally be more popular with their elders than the daughters who are "married far away"... There can be thousands of reasons.
, but there is only one fact.
At this moment, any words spoken by outsiders will only be a knife in the heart, and every word hurts.
So during a horse stop, Chen Pingan used his eyes to hint to Zeng Ye, telling this simple young man who couldn't help but want to say a few words of comfort not to say anything.
Chen Ping'an did not put away the fox-skin beauty talisman where Ma Duyi stayed, and let her ride a horse to relax and follow them to the next place.
After two days, Zeng Ye's eyes began to change, but his appearance and voice were no different. However, a person's eyes are where the spiritual appearance of the face gathers, and it can easily affect other people's perception of the entire face.
Ma Duyi finally no longer lost his mind, probably because he found Zeng Ye's current situation more interesting.
It was the ghost of a Qingxia Island handyman who began to possess Zeng Ye. It was still different from the usual "inviting gods to come over" and "opening doors and bowing to spirits" that Shanze Yexiu was good at.
As for the real secret, Ma Duyi certainly couldn't tell.
Near a rural village.
I saw an old woman with a stooped figure. Her clothes were plain and clean. Even though they were slightly mended, she still didn't look dilapidated.
She was returning from pounding clothes by the stream, holding a big bamboo basket and stumbling.
This is not easy for an elderly country woman.
Life is full of hardships, and it is extremely difficult to live a poor life without complaining too much. It is very difficult for a poor person to live like a rich person, but it is even harder to live a comfortable life.
"Zeng Ye" turned over and dismounted, staggered forward, ran to the old woman's side, fell to his knees, and just kowtowed, making a thumping sound.
The old woman looked confused and quickly put down the bamboo basket. She didn't care whether the clothes she had just washed would be stained with the mud on the ground. She squatted down with some difficulty and wanted to help the strange boy up. Neither Chen Pingan nor Ma Duyi could understand.
Xiangyin asked anxiously: "What is this? What is this? It can't be done, it can't be done..."
That night.
In the old woman's house, there is an extra beauty with fox skin talismans, but there is actually a man living inside. On the table is a pile of fairy money left by a departed person, and the spiritual energy is enough to last him twenty years.
It is still possible to give the old woman her last life and try to let her live as long as possible.
After the guest left, the old woman and her "grandson" who had been away from home for many years held each other's hands and sat facing each other and cried.
On the country road, the three riders were still leaving.
Zeng Ye was still a little shaken and had to breathe slowly.
The three riders returned slowly.
Ma Duyi suddenly said: "The old woman is a good person, but when I learned the truth, I still shouldn't have talked to you like that. Life for life is right, but it has nothing to do with you."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I think it should be said this way, this is the right thing to say."
Ma Duyi suddenly snorted coldly and said with annoyance on his face: "Look, an old country woman is more nostalgic than my cruel parents!"
Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Are you so angry? Otherwise, if you go back to Zhoucheng, I will help you get that fairy money back? Then I will scold your parents for you? As is the old rule, you decide the words, and I will speak.
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Ma Duyi, who was riding leisurely on horseback, barked at the accountant, "Don't even think about it! He is indeed a lard-stricken accountant. He just thinks he can make a little bit."
Chen Pingan laughed loudly.
Ma Duyi suddenly laughed and said: "Do you know why my parents gave me this name? Because before I was born, the midwife said with certainty that he must be a fat son. As a result, after I was born, she guarded the door.
When my father heard that she was a daughter, he was immediately dumbfounded, stamped his feet in anger, and left. But in the end he came back angrily. My mother often said to me back then, your father, when he saw me, he was so pink.
He was carved and carved, not like the ordinary ugly children at all. He was very good-looking, and my father immediately became happy. By the way, do you know why it is called "Duyi"? I have a question for you, Mr. Chen Da
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Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head.
Ma Duyi shook his head like the old master from the private school who was extremely bored when he was young, and said: "With high talent, supplemented by diligent study, and the matching of mind and hand, it is a good idea to be alone!"
Chen Ping'an asked: "Isn't it 'unique in the world'?"
Ma Duyi laughed heartily, "Okay, Mr. Chen, can you pull out the fox's tail for me?!"
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you are the only one who is smart."
Ma Duyi turned his head and asked softly: "Mr. Chen, why are you doing this to us?"
Chen Pingan let go of the horse's reins, held the back of his head with both hands, and murmured: "Yes, why?"
Ma Duyi looked at that thin face longingly. It had nothing to do with the love between a man and a woman, but he looked a little sad. For a moment, he even suppressed the sadness lingering in his heart.
The cotton-padded gentleman took back his hand and clapped his hands, "We have the answer!"
Ma Duyi looked curious.
Mr. Accountant, who had a sword on his waist, rarely smiled so brightly at this moment, "Yi Zai! It's just Yi Zai!"
Ma Duyi laughed, but said, "What a bullshit answer."
Chen Ping'an put his hands on his sleeves and said, "If you complain again, I'll be careful to put you away."
Ma Duyi was not afraid at all and didn't take it seriously, "Where is the next place?"
Chen Ping'an smiled, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, murmuring softly, "They are all in the human world anyway."
Ma Duyi suddenly said loudly: "Yes!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and echoed: "Good."
The horses' hooves are far away from the rural villages where the cocks and dogs are barking.
The last and biggest heavy snowfall of this year came unexpectedly.
It’s a windy and snowy night.
Already far away from the village.
Ma Duyi is that yin creature, not afraid of the heavy snow at all, and his leisurely mood, reciting famous poems, saying that the heavy snow is like flying gulls, looking forward to seeing the flat ditch, the village is deep and the wind cracks the face...
Chen Pingan was riding on horseback and looked around many times, trying to find a shelter from the wind and snow. He couldn't help complaining with a trembling voice: "Where is the Feng Huanmian? It's obvious that I'm going to freeze to death..."
Ma Duyi smiled and asked: "Master Chen, is it still appropriate now?"
Chen Pingan ignored her and changed from sitting on the horse to standing on the horse, looking around as far as he could. After a while, he finally found a faint light somewhere in the distance.
Chen Pingan frowned.
This section of Sanqi's journey was a retracement of the original route. Chen Ping'an kept in mind the scenes he had seen along the way. It should not have been so bright.
Just when Chen Ping'an was about to continue on his way in the freezing cold of wind and snow, avoiding those faint lights.
But I found that the little light seemed to be slowly drifting away. If nothing unexpected happened, the light and the three riders would eventually converge in front of the road.
Chen Pingan felt at ease instead. In this kind of weather, someone could target him, and they were so far away, and they could still wait for opportunities. They were probably not robbers and bandits, but if they were really wild cultivators in the mountains and swamps, or monsters and ghosts, that would be fine.
Save your worries.
The world is huge, and sometimes, it may not be easy to survive, but it is easiest to seek death.
Ma Duyi was a little worried. She finally noticed something strange in the distance and asked softly: "Mr. Chen, should we take a detour?"
Chen Pingan said calmly: "No need."
Ma Duyi was stunned for a moment.
It was only at this moment, after leaving Shujian Lake, that Ma Duyi probably got used to the accountant who was the most talkative. Only then did Ma Duyi remember that in fact, this Mr. Chen, as long as he felt that it was not easy to talk, he would be harder to talk to than anyone else.