The outline of the overhanging mountain can already be vaguely seen.
Cao Qinglang looked up and said in disbelief: "This is actually a mountain seal?"
Zhong Qiu said with emotion: "There are so many foreign countries and magnificent scenery."
Pei Qian and Cui Dongshan sat on the railing, turned around and whispered: "You two masters, they are not as knowledgeable as me. Look at me, will you feel strange when you see the hanging mountain? Not at all. In the final analysis, it is still...
The trouble caused by just studying and not walking, I was different. I kept copying books and followed my master through thousands of mountains and rivers. Has Mr. Zhong been to such a big Tongye Continent? Have you been to Qingluan Kingdom of Aquarius Continent?
Besides, I copy books every day, and there are mountains of books copied in the world. Except Sister Aquarius, I call myself third, but no one dares to call me second!"
Cui Dongshan said with a puzzled look on his face: "Senior Sister just saw the Upside Down Mountain and seemed to be drooling. She is thinking about moving back to Luopo Mountain. If anyone is not convinced in the future, I will use this seal to smash the brains of anyone who is not convinced."
Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, "Who can see such a big baby and not be greedy?"
"As for copying books, the old cook whose knowledge you look down on is actually very powerful. In his early years, the imperial court was responsible for compiling history books, and he recruited more than ten famous scholars and scholars all over the world, and more than twenty
The energetic scholar of Hanlin Academy compiled and copied day and night, and finally wrote tens of millions of words. Among them, Zhu Lian's small regular script was really wonderful. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was superb, even the most popular type in the world today.
The style of the pavilions and pavilions are not as good as those written by Zhu Lian in his early years. This compilation of the book is considered to be the most interesting collection of knowledge in the history of Ouhua Blessed Land. Unfortunately, a certain old Taoist priest with a strong nose found it annoying and moved his little finger, which led to the destruction of the country.
, just like lighting up a vast furnace of honoring characters in some local folk customs in the world, specifically burning waste paper, broken porcelain and other objects with characters, then seventy-eight percent of them are burned. The hard work of the scholar and the knowledge on the paper are suddenly returned to the world.
Most of it."
Cui Dongshan was bored and talked about some old almanacs from small places. He waved his sleeves up and down and said casually: "It's not as good as others to see one thing and one thing.
If you see two, you will know two; if you see three, you will know thousands. If you follow the steps step by step, you will be the mainstay, stirring up waves in the long river of time."
Pei Qian glared and said: "Big White Goose, which camp are you in? Why do you always turn your elbows outwards, how about I help you twist them? I am now a master of martial arts, so I must have master's first success.
The action is not serious, just snap and it will be broken. When you get to the master, don't complain."
As for the old cook's knowledge and writing skills, let's put them down.
The master only needs a hand and a few words to make the old cook surrender and cook in the kitchen with peace of mind.
Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand and said: "Lend me a yellow paper talisman and put it on my forehead. I am completely shocked. I was scared to death by the senior sister."
Pei Qian frowned and said: "Don't make trouble. Master said that you are not allowed to take out talismans to show off your wealth when you are away from home. Places where monks gather together can easily make people jealous. A red eye will lead to right and wrong. If you are right, you will make others wrong.
No matter how true it is, the words "I am not wrong" cannot be mentioned in the fight. As for the place where the mountain ghosts and gods gather, it will be regarded as a provocation. This is not nonsense. I was there with Master back then.
On the other side of Tongyezhou, in the wild countryside where the moon was dark and the wind was high, there was a wedding ceremony for the mountain gods. I just took one more look, really just one look, and all the ghosts and ghosts stared at me. Good guy.
, guess what, when Master saw that I had been greatly wronged, he immediately glared back at me. Those landscape gods and monsters who used to be more arrogant than the other, seemed to be struck by lightning, and then fell to the ground one by one, kneeling down to beg for mercy.
No one was carrying the sedan chair that the beautiful lady was sitting in. She was probably knocked unconscious. After so many years, I still can’t let it go."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Now that I've told the truth, let's talk about the fake version."
Pei Qian said, "There are some fake ones. Master stood up and took the initiative to apologize to an old lady who was the leader of the wedding team. He also sincerely congratulated them and gave me a lesson afterwards. He also
You can only say three things, and you have already done it twice. If you make another mistake, you won’t be polite to me."
Pei Qian rubbed his eyes and pretended to say: "Even if it is a false story, thinking about it still makes people sad and shed tears."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Remember to keep the eye mucus, don't rub it away."
Pei Qian punched out, stopping an inch away from Cui Dongshan's head, withdrew his punch, and said with a smile: "Are you afraid?"
Cui Dongshan made no move at first, then rolled his eyes, and began to sway, his body trembling, and he said vaguely: "What a domineering fist, I must have suffered serious internal injuries."
Pei Qian put his fingers together and poked, "Definitely!"
Cui Dongshan immediately remained motionless.
Pei Qian took a deep breath, but he just needed to clean up.
After a while, Cui Dongshan said angrily: "Senior Sister, quickly put away your magical powers!"
Pei Qian held his chin in his hands, looked into the distance, and said slowly and softly: "Don't talk to me, it will distract me. I have to concentrate on thinking about Master."
Cui Dongshan is now as stable as a rock. He just looks up at the upside-down mountain. His heart is no longer in the upside-down mountain, not even in the Haoran world and the more distant Qingming world.
No one except the monks would be able to guess the origin of the demon.
Not far away, two masters, Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang, were used to their fights.
Regarding the matter of spiritual practice, Cao Qinglang occasionally encountered many critical points that Qiu could not solve. He would also take the initiative to ask Cui Dongshan, who was a fellow disciple and a peer of the same generation. Cui Dongshan would just discuss the matter and then issue an order to expel Cao Qinglang.
Qinglang said thank you and said goodbye, the same thing happened every time.
Cao Qinglang is actually one of the first batch of Taoist embryos to sense the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth after Yu Zhenyi, who was dedicated to becoming an immortal in Lotus Flower Land. Among this small group of Taoist beauties, Cao Qinglang is undoubtedly a man with no talent, no bones, and no chance.
Cao Qinglang, who had already embarked on the path of monasticism when he met Pei Qian for the second time, said frankly that even if he met Pei Qian again for the first time, Pei Qian would not succeed if he really took action.
At the Xinxiang Temple located next to the shabby alley, Cao Qinglang took action to dissuade Pei Qian several times, which was actually quite... fairy-like.
Zhong Qiu took Cao Qinglang to travel all over the world of Lotus Root. Not to mention the hanging of the statue and the incense ceremony in Luolu Mountain Patriarch Hall, it was actually the first time to visit the vast world. In the true sense, he left the place where he often visited in history.
There was a small world where the immortals were banished to the mortal world, and then they came to the big world of Haoran Tianxia, the hometown of many banished immortals. Sure enough, there are three religions, a hundred schools of thought contend, and there are so many books about sages. Fortunately, Wei Bo, the Lord of the Great Mountain of Beiyue, took the initiative to borrow the book at the Niujiao Mountain Ferry.
Give Zhong Qiu something small, otherwise just picking out and buying books in Laolongcheng would be enough to put Zhong Qiu in an embarrassing situation of worrying about one thing and not the other.
After returning to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom and preparing to leave the Lotus Root Blessed Land, Zhong Qiu said something sincerely to Cao Qinglang: the higher the sky, the wider the sky, the more we should keep in mind the four words "you must have a right way".
The reason why I had to travel all over the blessed land before leaving my hometown was that in addition to Zhong Qiu, who had been painting in the capital of Nanyuan for most of his life. I really wanted to experience the customs and customs of the Four Kingdoms in person. Along the way, I also painted by hand with Cao Qinglang.
After drawing hundreds of maps, Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang made it clear that from now on, the world would be transformed into an unprecedented new pattern. There would be an endless stream of Taoist cultivators who would visit the mountains to visit immortals and climb high to seek truth. There would also be many landscape gods and goddesses.
Ancestral temples stand tall one after another, and there will be many ghosts and ghosts that are like fish that slipped through the net and cause trouble in the world.
Your husband Chen Ping'an cannot spend too much time and thought staring at this territory. He needs someone to share his worries and give him advice, and even more needs someone to be willing to say a few words of unfaithful advice. Then Zhong Qiu asked Cao
Qinglang, one day, do you want to say it? Do you dare to say it?
The young man smiled and nodded, saying he was willing and dared.
Zhong Qiu asked again, what if you and your husband can't argue and each of you has your own reasons?
The young man replied again, don't argue just for the sake of arguing. You need to learn from each other's words, find out the truth, and strengthen each other. Then it is possible that in the blessed land of lotus root, a road will emerge where all people in the world can be free.
Zhong Qiu finally asked, but what if the future path for both of you is destined to be just an argument with no results, and you have to choose one over the other?
Cao Qinglang finally answered, "Look before you act, think before you act."
Zhong Qiu is happy and no longer asks about his heart.
Now Master Zhong is more worried about how to study and study after they leave Lotus Root Blessed Land and Dali Luopo Mountain. As for the cultivation of Qi Practitioners, Zhong Qiu will not interfere too much with Cao Qinglang and practice to achieve immortality.
, this is not my specialty, so try not to point fingers at Cao Qinglang.
In fact, Cao Qinglang is indeed a very trustworthy student, but after all, Zhong Qiu himself has never experienced the scenery of that world, and he has high hopes for Cao Qinglang, so it is inevitable that he will have to say some harsh words.
There are two worlds, big and small, with different scenery but similar principles. All explorations on the road of life, whether it is a great settlement or a slightly narrow academic strategy, will have difficulties of one kind or another. Zhong Qiu does not feel that he has little knowledge.
Especially with his martial arts level, he was able to protect and teach Cao Qinglang too much in the vast world. As a native of Ouhua Blessed Land in the past, except for Ding Ying, Zhongqiu and his former best friend Yu Zhenyi were considered to be
There are very few people who can climb steadily through their respective paths, from the bottom of the well to the top of the well, and truly understand the vastness of the world and can imagine the height of Taoism.
When the ferry arrived at Daoxuan Mountain, Cui Dongshan took the three of them directly to the inn of Lingzhi Zhai. Reluctantly at first, he picked the four most expensive houses and asked if there were any more expensive and better ones.
The female nuns were so embarrassed that they couldn't laugh or cry. There were many rich people who were not short of immortal money, but there were not many who spoke so straightforwardly. So the female nuns said no more, probably because they really couldn't bear it.
The young man in white looked critical. Do you really think you are a big shot if you dare to stay so full in Daixuan Mountain? The Jindan female cultivator who is responsible for the daily affairs of the inn smiled and said, saying that in Daoxuan Mountain it is better than in her own inn.
Okay, there are only four private residences in Yuutou Mansion, Chunbanzhai, Meihuayuanzi and Shuijinggong.
The young man fisted his fist, said "I told you earlier," and left the Lingzhizhai Inn with the other three people. Pei Qian was confused and followed the big white goose out of the inn. She was actually quite satisfied with the inn just now.
At a glance, everything hanging on the wall, on the floor, and on the woman's body seemed to be valuable items. So she asked softly, do you know those four private houses? Cui Dongshan smiled and said that he didn't know them all, but only a few.
Liu Caishen of the Mansion, the owner of Meiyuanzi, had interacted with each other in the early years. When they met, they talked happily, drank and drank each other, it was a must, and then they thought in their hearts that the other person would die early and be reborn.
, there are many such good friends in the world like Cui Dongshan.
Pei Qian became more and more puzzled as to why he was going to eat and drink. As a result, Cui Dongshan walked around and led the three of them into a small alley and stayed at the Stork Inn!
Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang naturally don't care about this.
Pei Qian was a little sulky at first, but Cui Dongshan sat in her room, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, student's money, is it sir's money? Is it sir's money, is it your master's?
Money is your master's money. As a disciple, why don't you spend it sparingly?
Pei Qian's eyes immediately lit up. They were all interlocking and perfect. The thief had a point!
She immediately shouted, holding a hiking stick, and happily performed a crazy swordsmanship in the room.
Afterwards, Cui Dongshan left the Stork Inn secretly.
Pei Qian didn't bother to care about him. If the big white goose was bullied outside, it would be useless to cry and complain to the senior sister.
Because she is an emotional killer.
When Cui Dongshan secretly returned to the inn, it was already late at night. Standing in the corridor outside Pei Qian's door, he found her still walking in the house.
Pei Qian walked slowly, half asleep and half awake. The surrounding dust and moonlight light, which were invisible to the naked eye, seemed to be twisted by her fist.
On the other side of the window sill, the window suddenly opened on its own, and a large piece of white snow fell down, revealing a hanged man with a crooked face with his head hanging upside down and his tongue hanging out.
Pei Qian, who was still a little confused, relied on instinct and with lightning speed, he put a talisman on his forehead. He took a step forward and reached out to grab the hiking pole leaning against the table. He held it in his hand and used the hiking pole as a hand.
With the sword, he stabbed the hanged man between his eyebrows. With a bang, the hanged man in white was knocked back by the sword. Pei Qian tiptoed, loosened his hiking stick, jumped out of the window sill, and fisted together.
If you want to punch, you have to use the iron cavalry formation to clear the way, and then use the god-man beating drum style to determine the outcome. The outcome of life or death depends only on how long I, Pei Qian, can hold out, not on my opponent, because Grandpa Cui said that when a martial artist punches,
There is no one in front of me.
It's done in one go, flowing smoothly, maybe even for Pei Qian, there is no thought or thought, so it is especially pure.
Finally, he saw the yawning big white goose. Cui Dongshan looked around and asked, "What's up, Senior Sister? You're staying up late at night and going out to see the scenery?"
Pei Qian said angrily: "I'm pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night. Who's to blame if I punch you to death?"
Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Punching too fast, faster than the martial artist's thoughts, must be good? Then who is the person who punched?"
Pei Qian was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Are you talking about a hammer?"
Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes, "I'll file a complaint with my husband and say you beat me."
Pei Qian said angrily: "You were the one who scared me first!"
In the end, the two reconciled and sat together on the wall of the courtyard, looking at the full moon in the vast sky.
Cui Dongshan smiled. I heard that the Sword Qi Great Wall is very interesting now. How dare someone say that in addition to the left and right, there is an extra Chen Pingan in the literary sage lineage. The literary sage lineage, the literary sage is not
Literary saints, as for the more pitiful cultural traditions, is there any incense left?
Cui Dongshan smiled and said to Pei Qian: "Let's take a tour of Upside Down Mountain tomorrow, and then go to the Sword Qi Great Wall the day after tomorrow. Then you can meet the master."
Pei Qian said: "What is there to see in Daixuan Mountain? Let's go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi tomorrow."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "There are so many good things in Xuanxuan Mountain, why don't we buy some gifts?"
Pei Qian thought it was right. He carefully took out the sachet and money bag given by Aunt Gui of Old Longcheng from his sleeve and started counting the money.
Cui Dongshan put his hands on the back of his head and said with a smile: "I have money, you don't need to pay for it."
Pei Qian didn't let go of any copper coins or silver coins. She counted them carefully. After all, among her current possessions and private money, there was very little fairy money. It was pitiful that she didn't have many companions, so every day
She wanted to touch them and talk to them quietly every time. When she heard Cui Dongshan's words, she didn't even raise her head, shook her head and whispered: "I'm buying a gift for Master, I don't want it."
Your fairy money.”
Cui Dongshan joked: "You are willing to let the small copper coins, small pieces of silver and fairy money that have been with you for so long leave your sachet nest? After such separation, you may never see them again in this life."
You’re lucky, don’t you feel bad? Not sad?”
Pei Qian picked up a snowflake that he had privately named, held it up high, shook it gently a few times, and said, "What can I do? Just leave these little guys. I will miss them anyway."
Well, I have written down their names one by one in my little account book. Even if they leave, I can still help them find students and disciples. This sachet of mine is a small ancestral hall. You don’t know.
Come on, I only told Master before, not Nuanshu Mili. Master even praised me at that time, saying that I was very caring, but you don’t know. So, of course, Master is the most important thing, and Master can’t be lost.
Already."
Pei Qian put the snowflake away, put the sachet back into his sleeve, and shook his feet, "So I thank God for sending me a master."
Pei Qian thought for a while, "But if God dares to take the master back..."
At this point, Pei Qian imitated the millet grains, opened his mouth wide and let out a moan, and said angrily: "I am so cruel!"