Zhu Quan was silent for a long time, and then he joked: "Isn't it still one level away? Do you really think you are a wind-controlling warrior?"
Chen Ping'an, who had no sword under his feet, lightly stamped his feet. The sea of clouds condensed into substance, like a white jade slab. The magic of the Immortal family was indeed mysterious. He smiled and said: "Thank you."
Zhu Quan smiled and said, "After you say it, do you feel better in your heart?"
Chen Pingan hugged the back of his head and said, "Much better."
Zhu Quan shook his head, "You can't really answer the question by saying a few words and exhaling a few breaths. If you continue like this, you will crush yourself. A person's energy is not the intention of the fist, nor the tempering and beating to a point."
A grain of mustard seed, and then a punch can make the earth fall apart. To maintain a long-lasting spiritual energy, one must be upright. But there are some words, as an outsider, even if I say something that I think is good, it actually still hurts to stand up and speak.
, just like the hunt for Gao Cheng this time, if it were me, Zhu Quan, who had the same level of cultivation as you, I would have died dozens of times."
Chen Ping'an said sincerely: "That's why I admire Sect Leader Zhu. The road is hard but the path is broad."
There are not many cultivators standing on the top of the mountain who are willing to say to themselves that I was wrong and I owe you a huge favor even though they have tried their best to do their best.
Zhu Quan took out a hand and waved it, "Quit the flattery, I don't have many sets of pictures of goddesses that I can give you."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'll lie down for a while. Master Zhu, don't think I'm disrespectful."
Zhu Quan stretched out his hand and said, "There is no Zhu Quan in the world who cannot be settled with a pot of wine."
Just when Chen Ping'an was about to get some wine from the things nearby, Zhu Quan glared and said, "It must be good wine! Don't fool me with market rice wine. I, Zhu Quan, grew up in the mountains since I was a child. I can't pretend to be a common man in the market. In this life, I will be like a ghost at the door of my house."
The bones and frames of the valley are worn out, and there is no nostalgia!”
Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed. There weren't many Xianjia wines nearby. With Zhu Quan's style and style of begging for wine, he really couldn't stand her reaching out several times.
But you still have to get the wine. Not only that, Chen Pingan directly took three pots of fairy wine with different roots, including Osmanthus wine from Laolongcheng, Shuijing fairy wine from Fengweidu, and Ziliu sweat from Shujian Lake.
A pot was gently thrown over, and sure enough, Zhu Quan collected the two pots first and put them in Qiankun's sleeve, a little embarrassed, "It's a bit too much, what's the point of it."
Chen Ping'an was lying on the sea of clouds that looked like jade slabs, just like he was lying on the green bamboo corridor of Cuidong Mountain in Cliff Academy. It was not his hometown, but it still felt like his hometown.
The journey away from the Skeleton Beach was indeed a bit tiring.
Zhu Quan sat next to him, gently placing the little girl in black next to him, gently flicking his sleeves, letting the strong wind in the sky meet the pillars like water, and bypass the little girl. She still slept soundly, and she was free from worries.
Zhu Quan drank the wine and said sadly: "If according to what you said before, if Gao Cheng knew that he would die and wanted to perish together, he would not hesitate to drag Jingguan City and Guixigu to be buried together, not to mention Muyi Mountain would be smashed.
, the Skeleton Beach is almost destroyed, and the water transportation of the Swaying River will inevitably be implicated. In addition, the sinister atmosphere of the Ghost Valley will spread upstream. Tens of millions of people in those countries will die, and no one knows how many people will die. It really is a 'beat him'
Earth-shaking'."
Chen Pingan said: "It's not just in case, it's ten thousand."
Zhu Quan sighed: "Yes."
Chen Ping'an said slowly: "Does Master Zhu know the daily flow of people in Mural City, the people in the market, and the number of sects in Skeleton Beach? Does he know the population of several countries in the upper reaches of the Swinging River?"
Zhu Quan was stunned for a moment, "I know what these things are for, but I really can't care about them. I have to crawl like a tortoise to practice and work hard as a sect leader. It's very tiring."
Chen Pingan said: "When I passed by the Skeleton Beach, I saw it, calculated it, inquired about it, and read it in the book. So I know."
Zhu Quan said helplessly: "Chen Ping'an, I'm not talking about you, what on earth are you thinking about all day long?"
Chen Pingan put his hands under the back of his head, "After leaving Muyi Mountain, I saw everyone was Gao Cheng. After arriving at Suijicheng Ghost House, I saw everyone was Chen Pingan. So I am also very tired."
Zhu Quan wondered: "Then why did you come to Beiju Luzhou? This is a place that likes to fight life and death. If you are so afraid of death, you can't come back at a higher level. Besides, you still have too few means to escape.
Basically, he is still a pure martial artist, so at most he can rely on a semi-immortal weapon and a square-inch talisman to instantly open a distance. However, not to mention those of us who are in the upper five realms and earthly immortal qi practitioners, none of us can run for several kilometers with one breath.
You're a bastard who has traveled thousands of miles. If you can't get close enough to quickly determine the outcome, you will be consumed to death."
Zhu Quan slapped his head, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it. You're just a freak."
He was wearing a robe, and he wore two of them at once, and hung a sword gourd, which hid a flying sword that was not his natural gift, and there were two of them.
You can pretend to be a monk in the fifth realm, you can pretend to be a swordsman, or you can pretend to be a martial artist in the fourth and fifth realms when you have nothing to do. There are all kinds of tricks and tricks. Once you are fighting for your life, you can suddenly get close and kill the old master with a random punch.
, plus the square-inch talisman and handing out a few swords, the ordinary golden elixir really can't withstand the three axes of Chen Ping'an. In addition, this kid is really able to withstand beatings. Zhu Quan's hands are a little itchy. There is a Daguan Dynasty member on the ferry.
How come Chen Ping'an, a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm, feels like being tickled by a little girl when he's beaten?
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "I haven't actually reached the Golden Realm yet. Although I suffered heavy losses in the sea of clouds in Suijia City, and almost all my good talismans were used up, I have benefited greatly from tempering my body, and the effect is better than
Bamboo House in my hometown is even better. After all, when someone punches me at home, I still know that the other person will not really beat me to death, it will only hurt me a little, and it will not be like being trapped in a sea of clouds and tribulations, where I will really die. But even so.
, there are still two things missing from breaking the bottleneck of the Golden Body Realm. One is that I have not yet formed the heroic courage, and the other is that learning boxing is complicated and I bit off more than I can chew, which inevitably leads to boxing fights, so I have never been able to reach Chun Lei.
An explosion and a punch to open a mountain mean two different paths leading to the same destination."
Zhu Quan asked curiously: "Are you still a six-level martial artist?!"
Chen Pingan nodded.
Zhu Quan laughed angrily and said, "Then why don't all our Seventh Realm warriors in Beiju Luzhou die?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "You can't say that, otherwise all the pure warriors in the world except Cao Ci who are under the mountain top level will die."
Zhu Quan took a sip of wine and said, "Cao Ci has even heard of people like me. How come you can recognize him?"
Chen Ping'an hummed and sat up, "On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I lost three fights with him in a row."
Zhu Quan's eyes widened.
This time it was Chen Pingan's turn to feel a little embarrassed, "It's a bit embarrassing."
Chen Ping'an soon had firm eyes and a smile on his face. The cloud breeze was blowing on his face, and the breeze was left on his sleeves. "It doesn't matter. On the road to martial arts, as long as I am not separated by Cao Ci, as long as the distance between the two realms is within one realm, this will
I hope to win it back in my lifetime!”
Zhu Quan knew that he had misunderstood him. How many young warriors in the world could let Cao Ci accompany him to play three games in a row? Just like the people who play chess in the world, who would the Lord of Baidi City be willing to play more games with? That one who deceives his master
It’s just Cui Zhan of the ancestor. Of course, what’s even more powerful is the scholar who was able to make the lord of Baidi City leave the city and actively invite Shou Tan. Qi Jingchun. The lineage of literary saints is indeed small, but they are all powerful. Qi Jingchun took it on
That shocking catastrophe, because the Skeleton Beach is located in the southernmost part of Beiju Luzhou, and Dali is the northernmost part of Aquarius Continent, Zhu Quan on Muyi Mountain saw some clues at that time. Besides, he practiced swordplay very late,
A swordsman with extremely long sword energy who can destroy countless people. It is said that he visits immortals overseas and is far away from the human world... Around that time, there was an overseas near Luzhou territory in Beiju. At that time, four sword immortals went there one after another, but the next three asked about swordsmanship.
After that, everyone was silent except for the Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal who was the first to rush to intercept. As one of the Jade Pu Realm sword cultivators with the most outstanding lethality in the continent, after returning, he directly spread the word to the entire Beijulu.
Zhou Zhou yelled, "Don't go to Yupu Realm, let's get started as an immortal!"
There are actually many stories about the disciples of the Wen Sheng lineage. Compared with the Kia Sheng lineage, which has so many talented people and is so spectacular, the Wen Sheng lineage, which has almost lost its incense, has fewer disciples but many stories. But Bei Ju
Luzhou is probably the continent in the world that has the most favorable impression of the literary sage lineage.
The reason is very simple, he can fight. Zhu Quan especially admires that person, who is not nagging, has a bad temper, tut tut, tut tut, he is even better than Beiju Luzhou, he is a hero, I heard he looks upright, he looks quite gentle...
But it's a pity that a swordsman like this can fight so well that he can defeat Beiju Luzhou. It's a pity that such a person was not born in Juluzhou and still has such a withdrawn temperament and doesn't like the world. Otherwise, he could practice swordsmanship every day.
Zhu Quan chuckled and wiped his mouth. It would be great to see him once.
As for the kid next to her, she just misunderstood. She thought she was making fun of him and it was embarrassing for him to lose three games in a row, so she let him go.
Wait a minute!
Zhu Quan stiffly turned his head and said fiercely: "Chen Pingan, who do you think is your senior brother?! Which Mr. Qi is Mr. Qi?!"
Damn it, she was a little intimidated by this kid's aura at first. A ten-level martial artist owed money to someone, and his student disciple was Nascent Soul or something. There was also a messy half-master, and he was still the ten-level peak martial artist.
She was a little confused, and she was still worried that the boy's mood would break on the spot. Now she finally came to her senses, and Zhu Quan asked angrily: "Why is it your senior brother?!"
The scholar in white blinked his eyes, "What are you talking about, Master Zhu? Are you talking drunkenly while drinking?"
Zhu Quan stood up, with a smile on his face, sat down next to Chen Ping'an, and whispered: "Let's discuss it later, let your senior brother, um, the one who uses the sword, come to my Muyi Mountain as a guest? Just say
Someone wants to invite him to drink. If he doesn't want to come ashore to Muyishan, that's okay. I can go to the sea to find him. Then you, Chen Pingan, can help you make a match and make an appointment for him. Then I'll ask Pang Shanling to accompany him. I'll stand by his side.
Let Mr. Pang write and draw a picture for the two of us. Oh my, I'm really embarrassed."
Chen Ping'an rubbed his forehead. If you're embarrassed, just don't say it.
Zhu Quan was angry, "Don't pretend to be stupid with me! It's just one sentence, it's OK or it's pretty good?!"
Chen Pingan rubbed his cheeks with both hands. He really had a headache. Besides, this kind of thing was not a joke, so he said truthfully: "He doesn't feel qualified to be his junior brother. He said this in front of me. So.
I just said before that I would ask for it, but I may not be able to ask for it."
Zhu Quan slapped him away, and Chen Ping'an leaned back. He waited until the arm passed over his head and then straightened up.
Zhu Quan retracted his hand angrily and said with a smile, "Is it okay for me to return your wine to you?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's really impossible."
Zhu Quan slapped his knee and said, "Momojiji, no wonder the left and right refuse to recognize you as my little junior brother."
But until this moment, Zhu Quan somewhat understood.
Why do the young people around me say that to the great disciple of the temple master?
If you come to Beiju Luzhou, you really won't be able to look at the Taoist Priest Xiao Xuan Du Guan Yuanying, not even half a glance.
It's not just because of the great disparity in realms. It's hard to say for other Middle-earth Sword Immortals. I can only say that for you and me, if you're not in the Ascension realm, I'll look at you, and it's not like ordinary people won't look at you.
This is also the key reason why Beiju Luzhou sword cultivator particularly admires Zuo.
Or mind.
Zhu Quan glanced at the sky and said angrily: "No, I have to leave. I said before that we were talking about some personal matters. I didn't expect to stay for so long. It's late. It's just my two sanctimonious uncles and uncles. What?
I don’t know about virtue? I wish that as long as a blind man is willing to marry me, they will applaud, maybe even squeeze out some tears, and then worship the man as a Bodhisattva. That’s it, the two old guys will look back.
The look in my eyes must have convinced me that I got into trouble with you in the sea of clouds. Damn it, my reputation will be ruined in one day. The reputation of this old cow eating young grass will definitely spread throughout Muyi Mountain."
Then, before Zhu Quan felt that he had been wronged, he saw that the young man was even more panicked than he was. He quickly stood up, took two steps back, and said seriously: "I beg you, Sect Leader Zhu, to definitely, absolutely, absolutely put an end to these rumors.
A sign of rumors! Otherwise, I will never go to Muyi Mountain in my life!"
Zhu Quan was surprised. This boy was fearless. He didn't even frown when dealing with Gao Cheng. Why was his face turning pale now?
I’m so pretty? Well, I’m not that good looking.
Before Zhu Quan even reached out, the little bastard immediately took out a pot of Xianjia wine. Not only that, he also said: "I really don't have many pots at the moment, so I'll wait until I finish walking around Beiju."
Luzhou, be sure to bring more good wine to Sect Leader Zhu."
Zhu Quan waved his hand and had already collected three pots of good wine. The pot in his hand was not finished yet.
I never thought that the man had thrown the wine back, "Zhu Zongzong, I owe the rest first, and we will talk about it later when we have the opportunity to visit Muyi Mountain. If we really don't have the chance to visit Pima Sect, I will have the wine sent to Muyi Mountain."
Then he raised his hand, brought the sword fairy back to his feet, and ran away with his sword, very fast.
Zhu Quan gently picked up the little girl in black and asked doubtfully: "This boy is not lacking in girls to like him, and he is so independent-minded. At such a young age, his abilities are not small. Why is he still like this?"
Zhu Quan shook his head and stopped thinking about it. If Gao Cheng suffered such a big loss, Guixiao Valley would probably not be able to live in peace.
She rides the wind and travels south.
As for some words, it's not that she doesn't want to say more, it's that she can't.
The only way to resolve the knot in your heart is by yourself.
Especially the kind of person who seems to dislike the most extreme things when it comes to dealing with others, but he just does too much.
It’s really magical and incomprehensible.
Over there on the ferry.
The scholar in white put his sword behind him and landed on the railing. He tiptoed a little, his snow-white sleeves fluttered, and rushed back to the room from the window, which closed automatically.
Ding Tong, who was still sitting motionless "looking at the scenery", felt his heart loosen and fell backwards, falling onto the board of the boat.
The observation deck on the second floor was deserted. In fact, all the guests on the second floor had withdrawn from their rooms.
Ferry was even worried that it would suddenly be slashed with a sword, and then it would be gone.
The steward who originally sold a stack of newspaper to the little water monster was in no better mood than Ding Tong.
We are brothers in distress.
The most terrifying thing is not that the young swordsman has a high level of cultivation.
But his temperament is unpredictable.
Otherwise, after a sword blow, life and death will be a happy matter. That is, kowtow and beg for mercy, and pay money and life.
But when you are a guy who can decide life and death at will, he will look at you with a smile like a father looking at his son, and his words will be as friendly as two brothers, and his methods will be endless and unimaginable.
What can you do? What do you dare to do?
The atmosphere on Wei Bai's side was tense and he was caught in this dilemma.
It stands to reason that the death of a great minister of the Tiekou Mansion is a big loss for the entire Wei family, and the death of a golden body warrior who was born in the battlefield is not a small loss. Wei Bai should weigh the two sides, but in the house with
After all, the old grandma seemed unable to figure out a suitable countermeasure. It seemed that whatever she did or said, she might make more mistakes, and the consequences were unpredictable. She might even not be able to get off the ferry alive, and there would be no chance of spring.
No matter how hard Lu Pu stabilized the situation, he did nothing and felt that he was seeking death.
There was a soft knock on the door.
The old grandma's face looked extremely ugly.
Because she didn't notice any movement at all, the other party walked along silently.
Everyone in the room may not have high levels of cultivation compared to that guy, but since they can sit in this room today, they don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.
So everyone knew who was coming.
The young female nun named Qing Qing at the Zhaoye Cottage in Chunlu Garden calmed down her mind and did not want to embarrass the man she loved, so she got up and opened the door.
Wei Bai sighed and stood up first. He stretched out his hand to signal the young woman not to be impulsive. He opened the door in person and saluted as a scholar: "Wei Bai of Tiemou Mansion, pay homage to the Sword Immortal."
The scholar in white clothes held a folding fan and crossed the threshold with a smile, "Young Master Wei, there is no need to be so polite. We don't know each other without fighting."
Hearing these words, the eyelids of everyone in the room trembled. They had already stood up one after another when Wei Bai stood up to greet him, and except for the old nun from Tiemou Mansion and the young female nun from Chunlu Pu, they all stayed away intentionally or unintentionally.
A few steps away from the table, everyone held their breath and concentrated, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Wei Bai wanted to close the door gently.
But after the scholar in white crossed the threshold, the door closed by itself.
Wei Bai took back his hand and followed the man to the table.
When things came to an end, he breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of having a knife pressed against the heart but not moving was the most uncomfortable thing.
After the scholar in white sat down, he picked up a teacup with the rim facing down and poured himself a cup of tea. "The tea from the village on the second floor is better."
After Wei Bai sat down, the old nun stood behind him. Only the young female nun from Chunlu Garden sat down with Wei Bai.
The scholar in white pointed at a random person and said, "Excuse me, please go and call the person in charge of the ferry."
The man bowed his head quickly, said he didn't dare, and immediately went out to call someone.
As the door closed gently.
There was an uncomfortable silence in the room.
After a while, the scholar in white said with a smile: "On my trip back and forth, I happened to see the mountains and fields where my senior walked on the ground after leaving the ferry."
Wei Bai understood in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, "Master Liao can have a hearty sparring match with Senior Sword Immortal. Maybe he can return to Tiekou Mansion and practice a little, so that he can break through the bottleneck and make further progress."
The young female nun at Zhaoye Thatched Cottage may be the last person in the room who wants to understand the connection.
The others were just a little later than Wei Bai in understanding the subtlety of this conversation.
I admire Wei Bai even more.
For some unknown reason, the Sword Immortal gave the Wei family of Tiekou Mansion a step to get down, but while giving him a step, it was also an invisible deterrent, another way of being aggressive.
I punched your Golden Body Realm martial artist to death, and I still want to come to your house to drink tea. Do you, Wei Bai, and the Tie Mou Mansion want to settle the score with me? But at the same time, if the Tie Mou Mansion is willing to settle the matter,
,
Wei Bai chose to walk down the steps, not only losing his teeth and bleeding, but also taking in all the roundabout advances made by the opponent.
Then there was a gentle knock on the door.
The man led the ferry steward into the house.
The old grandma raised her eyebrows.
Good guy.
It was this young swordsman who made the right calculation.
It turns out that these words were meant not only for the young master, but also for those on the ferry.
As long as the young master is willing to settle the matter, the young swordsman who heard the harsh words before will now become less sincere.
After all, the Tieyou Mansion went to shout about the golden body of my family named Liao. In fact, he was not beaten to death. It was just a joke. But if someone from the ferry took the initiative to help explain, the face of the Tieyou Mansion would be better.
, of course, the young master can also take the initiative to find the ferry steward and hint that the other party will definitely be willing to sell a favor to the Tiemou Mansion, but then the young master will be even more troubled.
Small things are small things, but if the young master can see the big from the small, and understand the small things, then he can understand the third level of meaning.
In a fight, the Golden Body Realm warrior raised by your family is just a matter of my punch. And I am also familiar with the tricks of your temple and officialdom. I have given you face, even Wei Bai can't handle it. You are really qualified to fight with me, a foreign swordsman.
Falling apart?
The Tiemou Mansion may not be afraid of a swordsman who only knows how to fight and kill.
As long as you have money in Luzhou, Beiju, you can invite the Jindan Sword Immortal to come down the mountain to "practice your sword". If you have enough money, you can even invite the Yuanying Sword Immortal!
But.
The young swordsman in front of me who likes to wear two robes has a very good mind.
The old grandma was born as a demonic monk, and there is no distinction between good and bad in her eyes. There is only a difference between strong and weak for anyone in the world. And there are two types of strong ones. One is destined to be unprovoked, and the other is capable of provoking but in the end.
It's best not to provoke them, as the former is naturally stronger, but the latter can turn into the former at any time, and sometimes, it can even be more difficult to deal with.
In the final analysis, the Tiemou Mansion is still a force under the secular dynasty. It is very familiar with the rules of the officialdom. The more so, it is actually not difficult to deal with those monks on the mountain who act simply and neatly, especially the straight ones. It is actually not difficult. It is difficult.
, are those genealogy masters who are more crooked than officials.
The three great nobles of the Daguan Dynasty, including the Wei family, had a lot of young scholars and military generals who were silent just because of their illustrious family backgrounds. There were also quite a few. There were many children of powerful nobles who were not acclimatized to the local environment. It was okay to serve as an official in Beijing.
When you are promoted to an official position, you become a county magistrate or a county magistrate, etc., those old foxes and little oilies in the officialdom are trying to manipulate them. They are so obscure and disgusting, they have all kinds of tricks, they play around and use dull knives to cut their flesh.
Therefore, the Tiemou Mansion has spared no effort in protecting Wei Bai in these years, and there are even some rumors. They are afraid that one day the young master will suddenly die suddenly, and he will not even be able to find any enemies afterwards.
But in the past, every time the young master traveled, it was the most peaceful one. The route was fixed, the retinue followed, and the Xian family provided support. For this reason, many deeply hidden hostile forces were also fished out, and they followed the clues, allowing the Tieyou Mansion to take the opportunity to clear them out secretly.
There are many hidden dangers, including those in temples, mountains, and rivers and lakes.
Only this time, it was really a big surprise.
Now the ferry is still in a vassal state of the Daguan Dynasty, but the other party doesn't even want to sell the face of Tiemou Mansion and Chunlu Pu. Before that person took action, there were so many whispers, even if he didn't know the young master's noble status before.
, you should understand it clearly.
The scholar in white pointed at the table with his folding fan, "Master Ferry Manager, we have done two business transactions. Why are we being so polite and reserved? Sit down and drink tea."
The scholar in white wiped the teacup casually with a folding fan, and the teacup slid to the edge of the table in front of the ferry steward. Half of the teacup was outside the table, shaking slightly, and it was about to fall. Then he picked up the teapot, and the steward quickly stepped forward and grabbed it with both hands.
He bent down and handed out the teacup with both hands. He waited until the swordsman in white poured the tea and then sat down. From the beginning to the end, not a single superfluous flattery was said.
It's not even summer yet, but my ferry is already in trouble.
The so-called two sales, one is to pay for the ferry ride, and the other is to buy and sell the house.
The scholar in white picked up the teacup, took a long sip, placed it gently on the table, leaned back on the chair, opened the folding fan, and gently fanned the breeze.
Wei Bai then followed suit, raising the cup slowly and drinking quickly, while the ferry steward followed Wei Bai, slowly lifting the cup and drinking the tea quickly, then holding the cup with both hands without putting it down.
The scholar in white said with a smile: "There is some misunderstanding. Let's clear it up. When we are away from home, harmony will make us rich."
Wei Bai poured himself a cup of tea and filled it up. He held the cup in one hand and held it empty in the other. He nodded with a smile and said: "Senior Jianxian rarely travels around the mountains and rivers. This time, our Tieyou Mansion contradicted Senior Jianxian. I used tea to
Instead of drinking, do you dare to punish yourself with one drink?"
The scholar in white nodded.
Wei Bai drank it all in one gulp.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on the ferry steward's forehead.
As a monk in the sea-viewing realm, he was sitting on pins and needles.
The scholar in white turned to look at the young female cultivator, "Who is this fairy?"
After Wei Bai put down the tea cup, he smiled and said, "It's Tang Qingqing, the only daughter of Master Tang Xian of Zhaoye Cottage in Chunlu Garden."
The scholar in white said with a smile: "Tang Xianzi was the first person in the house who wanted to open the door to welcome guests. The beauty is so kind, Mr. Wei must not let him down."
Wei Bai smiled and nodded, "Just wait for the elders on both sides to nod."
The scholar in white hummed and said with a smile: "But I guess it's okay over there in the thatched cottage. Who doesn't like Mr. Wei, a quick son-in-law who rides on the dragon? It's just that General Wei is having a hard time. After all, there are still some differences up and down the mountain. Of course.
, it still depends on fate, beating a mandarin duck with a stick is not good, and a melon that is forced is not sweet."
Wei Bai breathed a sigh of relief again.
Tang Qingqing was actually a little grateful.
The monks standing in the room who were friends with Tiemou Mansion or Chunlu Pu were all covered with clouds and fog. Except for the first moment, the onlookers could also feel a vague sense of murderous intent. Now,
Does your son look like he's having a family affair?
The scholar in white suddenly said: "Fairy Tang, you should know Senior Song Lanqiao, right?"
Tang Qingqing hurriedly said: "Of course we know that Captain Song is my father's senior brother. They are both Chunlu Pulan monks."
The scholar in white said with a smile: "That's good. I took the ferry of Senior Song Dynasty before, and we are very close to each other. We are friends for many years. It seems that this time when I go to Chunlu Garden, I will definitely disturb Zhaoye Thatched Cottage."
Tang Qingqing smiled brightly, "It is our honor for Senior Sword Immortal to come to the thatched cottage."
Even Wei Bai was a little jealous of Tang Qingqing's passionate love.
The scholar in white clothes suddenly asked: "Mr. Wei, the young swordsman who passed by with his sword earlier said a bunch of weird things and wanted to invite me to tea. What was his name?"
Wei Bai said: "If this junior is not mistaken, it should be Liu Zhiqing, Liu Jianxian, the junior uncle of the Golden Crow Palace."
Tang Qingqing nodded and said with a smile: "Every few years, this Golden Crow Palace Liu Sword Immortal will go to our Chunlu Garden, a mountain spring that he purchased privately in the early years, to draw water and make tea."
The scholar in white suddenly said: "I saw this paragraph in the Chunlu Garden's "Spring Dew and Winter". It turns out that this Great Sword Immortal is Liu Zhiqing from the Golden Crow Palace. He has been admired for a long time. If he had known it, he would have been so shameless with him before.
Liu Jianxian said hello and came to Chunlu Pond so that he could help himself earn some reputation."
Wei Bai smiled as usual.
The old grandma's mouth twitched slightly.
The cup of tea around the village that I haven't dared to finish yet is not bitter, but the ferry steward feels miserable.
Master Sword Immortal, you chopped down the thunder clouds in the Golden Crow Palace with one sword, and Liu Zhiqing warmly invited you to drink tea. Do you need such a reputation? Can we be a little more open-minded, Master Sword Immortal?
A happy word, stop tormenting people's hearts like this?
The scholar in white turned his head and said, "This old lady seems to think that I am not qualified to drink tea with Liu Jianxian?"
The old mama smiled softly and said: "I don't dare. The two sword fairies sat opposite each other by the spring in the forest and had a wonderful conversation. The little book in Chunlu Garden can be reprinted this year."
The scholar in white kept turning his head and smiling.
The old grandma's face became stiffer and stiffer.
The scholar in white suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard that in the Yamashita dynasty, there is a saying that the leader humiliates his ministers to death."
The old grandma had a sullen face.
The white-clothed scholar added: "As for the beautiful talk, I also heard that there was one in the Daguan Dynasty. When Master Wei was admiring the snow on the lake, he saw a handsome young man walking across the arch bridge. There was a young and beautiful maid beside him who smiled quietly. Master Wei asked her if she was
I am willing to become the couple of gods and immortals with that young man. He said that a gentleman has the beauty of adulthood. The maid was speechless. After a while, an old woman came across the lake and left with a box, giving gifts to the young man. Dare I ask this old woman, what is in the box? I
I come from a poor place, and I am very curious about what kind of valuable object can make a young man so moved and pale."
The old grandma has already prepared for the worst.
A desperate fight would mean dragging the young master of Tiemou Mansion and Chunlupu Tang Qingqing to die together. Then she would like to see how the young swordsman drank that tea with Liu Zhiqing!
But the scholar in white had already turned his head, "No wonder the temple here is so popular."
Wei Bai tensed up and forced out a smile: "I made Senior Sword Immortal laugh."
The scholar in white stood up slowly, and in the end he just patted the ferry steward on the shoulder with his folding fan. Then as he passed by, he said, "Don't make a third deal. I walk a lot at night, and it's easy to see people."
Tang Qingqing was stunned for a moment.
Isn’t it easy to see ghosts?
The scholar in white walked straight to the door, raised his arm, and shook the folding fan in his hand, "No need to give it away."
The door still opens and closes by itself.
Wei Bai smiled bitterly.
Do ghosts see people when walking at night?
After a long silence.
After Wei Bai was more or less sure that the person could make a round-trip ferry trip, he smiled and said to the old nanny, "Don't mind. The masters on the mountain have no taboos. We can't envy him."
The old grandma smiled and nodded.
Wei Bai sneered in his heart.
You don't mind, I don't care if it's true or false.
But I do mind!
The hint of murderous intent shown by you, the old lady, just now was aimed at the young swordsman, but I, Wei Bai, am not stupid!
Whether a dog bites a person or a person beats a dog, nothing can compare with the ferocity of a dog biting a dog to death.
After the scholar in white returns to the house.
Start walking in six steps.
He suddenly stopped and came to the window. As night fell, he lightly jumped onto the ship's railing and walked slowly.
We walked like this all night.
When the sun set over the sea, Chen Ping'an stopped at the bow railing and looked into the distance. Dressed in a snow-white robe, bathed in the morning glow, he looked like a golden god in the world.
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At dusk, at the entrance of a shop in Qilong Lane, Longquan County.
A black girl was sitting at the door holding a small stool. Shi Rou inside the shop occasionally glanced at the movement outside.
Pei Qian would often sit at the door and eat melon seeds. Shi Rou knew that he missed her master.
After Chen Pingan went to Beiju Luzhou from Niujiaoshan Ferry, Zhu Lian stared at the school for about ten days. Pei Qian finally got used to studying there and no longer wanted to
Thinking of circumventing the wall and skipping classes.
But even so, he did not stop. Zhu Lian once went to the school to inquire about the current situation with his tutor, and the result was half happy and half sad. What he was happy about was that Pei Qian did not fight or curse with anyone in the school, but what he was worried about was the old master.
They were also very helpless towards Pei Qian. The little girl had no respect for the books of saints and sages. During class, she sat meticulously by the window and silently drew little figures on the corners of each page of the book.
class, and then I was flipping through the books. An old master got the news from somewhere, so he looked through all of Pei Qian's books. It turned out that he didn't miss a page. The little people were roughly drawn, with a circle as a head and five little ones.
The branches should be the body and limbs. After closing the book, if you look at the corner of the book, it is either the little man punching, or the little man has an extra line, which should be regarded as practicing swordsmanship.
The old master didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the time, but he didn't get angry immediately. He started to ask Pei Qian about her homework and asked her to recite passages from books. He never thought that the little girl could really recite them word for word. The old master gave up and just reminded her not to draw ghostly symbols on the books of saints and sages.
Later, the little girl bought some books outside the school from somewhere. Her homework was still good and the little man was still painting diligently.
After class, I would occasionally go to the bottom of the tree alone to catch an ant, put it on a small piece of white rice paper, block the desk with one arm, and hold a pen in the other hand to draw horizontal and vertical lines on the paper to block the ant's escape route.
She could fill up a piece of rice paper, like a maze, but the poor ant was just going around and around in the maze. Because Mr. Chen of Longweixi River had told all the masters to just treat Pei Qian as an ordinary child from Longquan County.
Therefore, all the young Mengtong boys in the school only know this little Heitan, who lives next to the New Year's Shop in Qilong Lane. He only speaks when asking questions to the Master. He almost never talks to anyone in the school every day.
, she goes to school twice in the morning and evening, and she likes to walk up the stairs on Qilong Lane, and she also likes to walk sideways. In short, she is a very weird guy, and her classmates at the school are not very close to her.
As the school got along for a long time, some news spread, saying that this Heitan girl was a money addict, and she would do business with people at the New Year's shop every day, helping the shop to make money.
Then there was the Mengtong who swore that he had seen this little black charcoal with his own eyes earlier, and that he liked to compete with the big white geese in the streets. There was also the Mengtong from the nearby Qilong Lane who said that every morning when he went to school, Pei Qian deliberately learned it.
The rooster crows, making a lot of noise and bad things. Some people say that after Pei Qian bullied the big white goose, he would fight with the big rooster in the northernmost part of the town, and he was still yelling about eating me and giving me a tornado kick.
Or squatting on the ground and punching that big cock, are you crazy?
After Zhu Lian went to school once, he came back to the shop and had a chat with Pei Qian. Finally, Pei Qian stopped drawing little people in books and building houses for ants on rice paper.
She just went to a secluded corner near Qilong Lane after school, dipped mud in water, and made little clay figurines there by herself, lined up troops, and directed the two sides to fight each other. She just made thirty or forty of them.
Every time after a fight with the little clay figurines, she would withdraw her troops and hide the little clay figurines nearby.
Shi Rou saw it and talked to Zhu Lian privately, and Zhu Lian said he didn't need to worry about it.
But two things happened later. The first thing was that one day after Pei Qian finished copying the book, he happily ran to be the general who ordered the troops on the battlefield, and he came back soon.
When Shi Rou asked, Pei Qian stood gloomily on the stool behind the counter and put his head on the counter. He said that it had rained heavily a few days ago and that all the soldiers of both armies were killed.
This made Shi Rou a little worried. With Pei Qian's shrewdness, how could he let those belongings be damaged by the rain, but later Zhu Lian still said to let her go.
But for the second thing, Zhu Lian also frowned. After getting the news from Shi Rou, he made a special trip to Qilong Lane from Luolu Mountain.
Shi Rou told him that one day after school, Pei Qian grabbed a dead white goose by its neck, carried it back to the Qilong Lane shop, and then buried the goose somewhere unknown.
Pei Qian was copying books alone in his room.
Zhu Lian stood at the door of the shop, and Shi Rou said that Pei Qian was unwilling to say anything and that she had gone to find out the news herself.
On his way back from school, Pei Qian was stopped by a market woman, who said that it must be Pei Qian who killed the white goose at home. She scolded him a lot. Pei Qian initially said that it was not her, but the woman still moved.
After Pei Qian dodged, she just said it was not her fault. In the end, Pei Qian took out a bag of his own money and gave the two pieces of silver and all the copper coins he had saved so hard to that person.
The woman said that she could buy the dead white goose, but she was not the one who shot it.
Shi Rou was worried and asked Zhu Lian what to do and if he wanted to talk to Pei Qian.
At that time, Zhu Lian had his back to the counter and faced the road of Qilong Lane. He said that it was not impossible to talk, but it was useless. What kind of temper did Pei Qian have and who would he listen to? It's not like you, Shi Rou, didn't know.
Shi Rou then came up with an idea and said that he would talk to the woman and then use some means to find the naughty children in the school and ask both parties to give Pei money to apologize.
As a result, Zhu Lian, who had always had a playful smile, actually started to swear. It was useless, was it just a matter of business?
Shi Rou turned pale with fright.
But in the end, Zhu Lian stood at the door for a long time and just quietly returned to Luopo Mountain without doing anything.
After that, there was nothing worrying about Pei Qian anymore. He went to the school to listen to the masters' lectures, went out early and came back late, on time, and then as soon as he had free time, he would help with business in the shop, copy books, and walk around.
Zhuang, practicing her crazy sword skills, but this kind of reassurance made Shi Rou even more uneasy.
Shi Rou would rather Pei Qian slapped the market woman down, or quarreled with an old master at the school or something like that.
But Pei didn't have any money.
At that moment, Shi Rou realized that it turned out that not only Chen Ping'an was in Luo Luo Mountain, but there were two Luo Luo Mountains.
And whether he is with Pei Qian or not, there are two Pei Qian.
Fortunately, Pei Qian will still be like today, sitting alone at the door of the shop with a bench, eating melon seeds, talking alone and not knowing what to say, and looking up at the end of the alley from time to time.
At this time, Pei Qian will look more familiar to Shi Rou.
On this day, Pei Qian had just picked up the bench and walked back to the backyard of the shop, intending to practice his almost perfect Crazy Demonic Sword Technique, when he heard the old cook shouting from the front shop: "You lose money! You lose money, come out quickly!"
Pei Qian held a hiking stick and ran out angrily, "Old cook, are you looking for a beating?!"
When Pei Qian walked to the front of the shop, he saw a little girl standing next to the old cook with her arms folded across her chest. She stood on the threshold with a sullen face and looked at Pei Qian.
Pei Qian was stunned for a moment and said seriously: "Who is this? Is this your illegitimate daughter who was living abroad, old cook? Has she finally been found for you?"
Zhu Lian cursed, "Go away," and patted the head of the little girl standing on the threshold, "Her name is Zhou Mili, and your master sent her from Luzhou, Beiju."
Pei Qian fisted his fist and his eyes sparkled: "Master is really amazing. Now he can not only pick up money, but also pick up girls!"
The little girl in black frowned, her eyebrows were light, she tilted her head, and squinted her eyes hard at the little Heitan, who was not too tall.
Pei Qian's eyes widened, then he smiled and said, "Can I treat you to boiled fish tonight?"
After finishing speaking, Pei Qian used the palm of one hand as a knife and the palm of the other hand as a chopping board. He raised and lowered the knife back and forth at a dizzying speed, and then made aggressive sounds on his mouth. After finishing the work, he became angry and said in a deep voice.
: "My sword skills are the second best in the world, only slightly inferior to my master!"
Then she spread her hands and said, "Have you ever eaten such a big fish? Have you ever eaten such a big crab?"
Zhou Mili immediately did not dare to put his arms around his chest anymore, his face was wrinkled, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were turning rapidly.
Shi Rou smiled, he was indeed a little fish monster.
Zhou Mili had an idea and said in awkward Dali Mandarin: "Your master asked me to help convey a message, saying that he misses you very much."
Pei Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, and the little girl in black quickly jumped off the threshold, a little scared.
Pei Qian picked up the hiking pole leaning on his shoulder again, walked to the threshold with a swagger, looked at the little girl in black with a look that was... kind, reached out to touch her little head, and said with a smile:
"You are not tall. You are a short winter melon that has grown in vain for hundreds of years. It's okay. I won't look down on you. As Master's first disciple, I, Pei Qian, am not the kind of person who judges people by their appearance!"
Zhou Mili learned the Dali Mandarin all the way, and although he didn't speak it smoothly, he could understand it.
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "From now on, Zhou Mili will be handed over to you. This is the master's wish. What do you say? If you don't like it, I will take Zhou Mili back to Luopo Mountain."
Pei Qian twitched the corner of his mouth and squinted at the old cook, "Of course Master is the biggest in the world. From now on, I will take care of this little winter melon. I will take her to eat every meal..."
Zhou Mili immediately shouted: "As long as you don't eat fish, anything will do!"
Pei Qian smiled and rubbed the little girl in black's head, "You're so good."
Zhu Lian left.
Shi Rou was lying on the counter enjoying herself.
After that, there was a little girl in black at the Qilong Lane shop.
Then the dog would come often. Every day when the school day was about to end, Zhou Mili would squat at the gate with it to welcome Pei Qian back to Qilong Lane.
That day, Pei Qian ran out and saw Zhou Mili, who was holding a hiking pole, and the native dog lying on the ground. Pei Qian squatted down, grabbed the dog's mouth, and twisted it, "Say,
Is anyone bullying Little Winter Melon today?"
The impregnated dog wanted to die.
What can I say?
Pei Qian flicked his wrist and turned the dog's head in another direction, "Don't tell me?! You want to rebel?!"
Zhou Mili timidly said: "Sister, no one will bully me anymore."
Pei Qian nodded, let go of his hand, and slapped the dog on the head, "How did you become the left guardian of Qilong Lane? If you continue to be so ignorant, it will be useless. There will only be one right guardian of Qilong Lane!
"
Zhou Mili immediately stood up straight, stood on tiptoes, and firmly grasped the hiking pole with both hands.
Together they walked through the streets and alleys, ran back to Qilong Lane, and ran down the steps. As a result, a pair of white clothes fell from the sky, with big sleeves rolling and making a hunting sound. They landed on the ground in an independent posture like a golden rooster, with one arm across the body and two hands on the ground.
Pointing their fingers together to the sky, "If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy your way!"
The native dog turned around and ran away with his tail between his legs.
Zhou Mili was a little nervous and tugged on Pei Qian's sleeve next to him, "Sister, who is it? So fierce."
She didn't think that the other party must be such a powerful villain, but she seemed to have some mental problems and was tall. If he injured herself and the senior sister due to his strength, she wouldn't be able to reason with him.
However, she saw Pei Qian's solemn face, and Pei Qian said slowly: "He is a very famous demon in the world. He is extremely troublesome. I don't know how many top masters in the world have been defeated by him. I will deal with him."
It’s a little difficult to get up, so just stand behind me. Don’t worry, I’m protecting this Dragon Riding Alley, and I won’t allow outsiders to run wild here! Watch me take the dog’s head off his neck!”
Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a step back.
Then she saw Pei Qian jumping down with one hand in his hand, landing right next to the man in white, and then swept out with a line of mountain sticks.
Zhou Mili's eyes widened. What's going on? This stick sweep is a bit slow. It's no faster than an ant moving its nest.
The man in white slowly leaned back, and slowly raised his two snow-white sleeves, like two pieces of rice paper slowly spread out.
Just barely dodged the swipe of the hiking pole.
Then you came back and forth, but it was still frighteningly slow. You hit me with a stick, and I lifted my foot. Zhou Mili felt that he could almost finish a trip to Qilong Lane.
Zhou Mili was almost squeezing her eyebrows together now. She really didn't understand.
In the end, Pei Qian and the man in white, who was extremely good-looking but had a mental problem, stopped their hands almost at the same time, and both made a move that made their Dantians sink in anger.
Pei Qian snorted, "Master! You can block my six crazy swordsmanship moves, and defeat invincible opponents in the whole country. It's more than enough."
The man in white also nodded, "That's true."
Zhou Mili was a little confused and scratched his head.
Then the man in white smiled brightly and said: "You must be Zhou Mili, my name is Cui Dongshan, you can call me little senior brother."
Zhou Mili quickly stood up, ran down the steps, stretched his neck and looked at the man who called himself Cui Dongshan, "Chen Ping'an said you can bully others, but I don't think so."
The man waved his sleeves, picked up his orchid fingers, covered his face with one hand, and said shyly: "My husband is the best at joking."
Zhou Mili's mouth twitched and he turned to look at Pei Qian.
Pei Qian kicked Cui Dongshan in the calf, "Be serious and don't embarrass my master."
Cui Dongshan coughed twice, squatted down, and said with a smile, "Just stand."
Zhou Mili blinked.
The man stretched out a finger and gently touched her forehead.
Zhou Mili was dizzy and felt a little sleepy.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhou Mili felt a stinging pain in the center of his eyebrows, and then there was nothing strange again.
The man had already stood up, patted Zhou Mili's head gently with one hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay. Let's go back to the shop together."
Pei Qian frowned and said, "Be careful, this is something my master has told you!"
Cui Dongshan put his hands behind his back, stood sideways with the two little girls walking together, and said helplessly: "I know. Let's go, let's go."
In front of Qilong Lane, two little girls looked exactly the same, strutting their stuff.
This is called walking arrogantly and making the demon panic.
Pei Qian was really kind to Zhou Mili. He even took out a talisman he had collected, spat on it, and slapped Zhou Mili on his forehead.
Cui Dongshan walked slowly behind the two little girls, looked at them and smiled.
The glory of the sun and the moon.
The light of rice grains.
Then Cui Dongshan raised his hand behind his back, gently lifted it, and pinched a remnant of his soul as black as ink between his two fingers.
Cui Dongshan twitched his lips, "I'm sorry, if you meet me, Cui Dongshan, you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."
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Chunlupu Ferry.
After Song Lanqiao, who was in charge of the Shimen ferry, received the message from Tang Qingqing's flying sword in the Ancestral Master Hall, Yuanying Patriarch and the Ancestral Master Hall unanimously decided to let him not take care of the ferry for the time being and stay in Chunlu Garden in the near future.
It will be up to him, Song Lanqiao, to personally receive the young swordsman from Skeleton Beach until the end of the Spring Farewell Banquet. If the young swordsman named Chen is still willing to stay in Chunlu Garden to enjoy the scenery, it will be better.
Song Lanqiao had been waiting at the ferry for nearly an hour, but he was still in a good mood. He greeted familiar faces with a more sincere smile.
The ferry stewards in the world are all poor people on the path of spiritual practice. Abandoned sons are better than abandoned sons, and Song Lanqiao is no exception. In addition to his mentor, the other elders and ministers of the ancestral hall, even the vast majority
They were obviously on the same level as Song Lanqiao, and some were just one generation higher than him. They just changed the word "lan" into the word "bamboo" in their names, but they really didn't like him. Firstly, they were from the same family but from different backgrounds. Secondly, the income from the ferry boat all year round,
The exotic flowers, plants, trees and materials produced in the Jiamu Mountains have never been in his hands. In fact, the immortal money has never been in his hands. On the ferry, there will be dedicated confidants from the Ancestral Hall who are responsible for handing over the influence of the immortal families in various places. He only gets a few scraps as the owner of the boat.
It's just a dividend from Lengzhi. Once something unexpected happens, the Zushitang will be held accountable for a lot of things. It's not to mention miserable. Anyway, there are only a few days of comfortable life.
A ferry slowly docked at the shore, and then on the extremely prosperous Chunlu Park Fushui Ferry, large and small ferries from all over Luzhou in Beiju discovered a strange thing.
Not one of the passengers on that ferry could ride the wind, and no one jumped off. Without exception, they all walked off the ferry on two legs. Not only that, after getting off the boat, one by one
It's like he has escaped from death.
Chen Ping'an stepped off the ferry, followed by Wei Bai and Tang Qingqing from Tieyou Mansion, but they were separated by dozens of steps.
Meeting the increasingly enthusiastic Song Lanqiao, Chen Ping'an smiled and was led by Chunlupu Jindan to a beautiful place in the Jiamu Mountains, where there were mansions specially designed to entertain distinguished guests. The antique houses were located in
In the sea of bamboo.
The two of them took a small boat with talismans to go to their residence. The bamboo sponge stretched out, the greenery was secluded, and the spiritual energy was abundant, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
The "haozhouzi" of the small boat was a young woman. There were complete tea utensils on the small boat. She knelt down at one end of the small boat and was skillful in making tea.
Song Lanqiao and Chen Pingan drank tea and enjoyed the scenery together. Song Lanqiao introduced the buildings and shops, mountain peaks, caves and landscape scenic spots along the way.
The Jiamu Mountain Range occupies a vast area, and it took the Fu Lu boat almost half an hour to sail before entering the boundary of the Bamboo Sea, where the aura was far superior to other places. After another quarter of an hour, it stopped next to the pavilion in the bamboo sea on the top of the mountain.
Chen Pingan appeared this time. He no longer carried a bamboo box or a bamboo hat, or held a hiking stick. Even the sword fairy had put away his sword gourd hanging from his waist. He held a jade bamboo folding fan. He was elegantly dressed in white clothes.
Take care of people.
The female boatman from Chunlu Garden, who had no spiritual qualifications but was not very qualified, stood beside the boat and smiled sweetly. However, during the whole journey, she made no sound other than passing the tea and refilling it.
Chen Pingan approached and held a snow coin between his fingers. The female cultivator seemed a little surprised. She hesitated for a moment, then quickly stretched out her hand. Chen Pingan loosened his fingers and gently dropped the snow coin into the palm of her hand.
Say thank you.
Song Lanqiao saw that the woman seemed a little uneasy, and smiled and said: "Just accept it, the strict rules elsewhere don't count here in the Bamboo Sea."
When Chen Ping'an and Song Lanqiao walked towards the mansion, they asked doubtfully: "Senior Song, did I break the rules of Chunlu Pu's mountain gate?"
Song Lanqiao shook his head and said with a smile: "There are rules for entertaining guests in other mansions in the Jiamu Mountains. Zhouzi is not allowed to collect rewards from guests, but here at the Bamboo Sea, it is free. If Mr. Chen is willing, he can give him a small summer coin, and
It's definitely all Zhouzi's private money, and Chunlu Garden will never take a cent of it."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You can't do this kind of thing by pretending to be fat."
The Spring Farewell Banquet will be held three days later.
Just before the summer solstice.
Moreover, Song Lanqiao said that after summer, there will still be an antlers feast, but it is not as big as the previous market, so now the ferries come more and more frequently. After all, spring is the most precious thing in Chunlu Garden.
The two of them walked slowly along the bamboo forest path.
Then we came to a quiet house with a plaque "Jingzhe" hanging on it, and entered the courtyard three times.
There are six mansions in Chunlu Garden named after the six solar terms of spring. They are the most noble. Three of them are located in this sea of bamboos. However, among them, the "Qingming" mansion, ordinary guests are not willing to stay. After all, the name is not special.
It's auspicious, but the Taoist masters who visited Chunlupu preferred to choose this house to stay. In fact, before and after every Spring Festival banquet, the ownership of these six houses was a headache for the Chunlupu Patriarch Hall.
, give it to whomever you don't give it to, if you are not careful, it will be a bad thing that will cause resentment.
In fact, there is also the most prestigious "Beginning of Spring" mansion. A Nascent Soul guest has just left in the past two days, and it is temporarily vacant. Although it is very popular, it is not impossible to take it out and let the young sword immortal move in, but the ancestor
After discussing with the hall, they felt that this house was too close to the Yuying Cliff, and it was not appropriate for the uncle of the young master of the Golden Crow Palace to stay there to fetch water and make tea. If there was a fight, all good things would happen.
become a disaster.
While discussing this matter, a large group of elders and worshipers from the master's sect, who had their nostrils turned upward, solemnly asked Song Lanqiao for his opinion.
This made Song Lanqiao feel a little proud, but after all, he was an old Jin Dan, so he did not show any complacency. Instead, he was more respectful than before and handled the situation in a flawless manner.
When it comes to things on the mountain, the most important thing is a steady flow of water.
There are too many things that make you happy today, but people will be disappointed tomorrow.
Song Lanqiao entered the Jingzhe mansion, but did not stay long and quickly left.
There were two beautiful young female cultivators in the house, one of whom was actually the direct descendant of a Chunlu Pu Jindan cultivator.
As a rule, they are responsible for serving as temporary maids for residents.
This made Chen Pingan extremely awkward. When he sent Song Lanqiao to the door, he directly asked if he could fire the two women.
Song Lanqiao said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you are the first-class guest of our Chunlu Garden. Of course you can do this, but those two girls will definitely be in trouble if you turn back."
Chen Pingan sighed, shook his folding fan, and said no more.
Song Lanqiao said softly: "Our ancestor was originally going to welcome Mr. Chen in person, but something unexpected happened during the preparations for the Spring Festival Banquet, so she had to handle it personally. Our ancestor is also very careful and has a temper. It's really...
I can't escape, so I have no choice but to confess to Mr. Chen."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Talking about the ancestor is really too polite."
After Song Lanqiao left, when Song Lanqiao's figure disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest path, Chen Pingan did not return to the mansion immediately, but began to wander around.
When Chen Pingan returned to the mansion, he saw Liu Zhiqing from the Golden Crow Palace standing at the door. He looked like a young man, with a gold hairpin on his head and a jade tree facing the wind.
Two young female cultivators were standing by, their eyes were gentle, not only the admiration the female cultivators had for the Sword Immortal, but also the admiration the women had for the handsome man.
Chen Pingan smiled.
People are more infuriating than others.
If that student of mine were standing here, I guess these two Chunlu Garden female cultivators would no longer have any eyes for Liu Jianxian.