In the southeastern area of Aquarius Island, a young man in white stopped in the deep mountains and wild forests. It was an inkstone river bed that had been abandoned for several years. There were obvious traces of stone excavation, but it was not an old pit and famous stone. The stream dried up. Cui Dongshan jumped into it.
On the river bed, he pulled the rocks and soil hard, and finally dug out a stone slab for him, which could barely be used to make an inkstone. He clasped it lightly with his fingers, listened carefully, and found that the sound quality was not bad, so he brushed away the soil. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. It was something he encountered by chance.
The most lovely thing that money can't buy. Cui Dongshan took a breath and smoothed out the wrinkles and tiny gaps in the stone texture. Then he rubbed it with his cheek for a long time. The texture of the inkstone became more and more delicate. Cui Dongshan picked it up in his hand. The child squatted on the shore.
, his eyes were dull, and he didn’t seem to understand what Cui Dongshan was doing. When Cui Dongshan climbed ashore, he hit the child on the head with an inkstone. Finally, Cui Dongshan climbed ashore and asked the child to walk on the stone slab without using his hands to support him.
Looking back at the river bed, Cui Dongshan clicked his tongue and said: "You can get down to the water and get up to the shore. You are really a hero."
Wandering all the way, I stayed at a mass grave in the wilderness at night. I lay down on the ground and carved an inkstone with a thin piece of grass.
Then a young scholar appeared, squatting aside, and said with a smile: "I've seen him before. Yes, he is a good boy. Maybe my senior brother will really like him and be willing to accept him as his direct heir."
Cui Dongshan just held the grass, stared at the stone slab, and asked: "You can't thank me for helping you return to Baidi City?"
The young scholar was none other than Liu Chicheng, who had been to Yunlou City in Shujian Lake.
Liu Chicheng smiled and said: "I was supposed to disrupt the situation in Aquarius Continent here, but now that I'm not doing anything, let's just treat it as an even relationship, right?"
Cui Dongshan sneered and said: "You can pull him down. After being imprisoned for a thousand years, how can you break out of the formation? You have no idea? I didn't carefully select your skin. If I help him open the way, he could hit you by mistake and kill you."
Let us out? It's even, why don't I lock you back and let's talk about whether we can make it even?"
Liu Chicheng sat down on the ground and asked curiously: "I have been away from Baidi City for too long. How do you feel about playing chess with my senior brother? Is his chess skill higher or lower than before?"
Cui Dongshan sat up, shook his sleeves, wiped the stone slab with his arm, and inscribed sixteen characters on the inkstone. He bathed in the sun and the moon. His body was sound, his spirit was full, and he looked at the sky.
Cui Dongshan asked: "Who asked you to take refuge in Aquarius Continent back then?"
Liu Chicheng chuckled and said, "You can't talk about this. If you come out to hang out, your righteousness will come first."
Cui Dongshan nodded and wiped the sixteen-character inkstone inscription with his finger. Suddenly, each stroke was like a river bed, with a golden stream flowing in it, "I admire it."
Liu Chicheng immediately said: "The grace of saving my life is a great righteousness. That name can be spoken or spoken."
In Aquarius Continent, the young man in front of you is invincible. This has little to do with realm.
It just has to do with the brain.
The first floor of Luo Luo Shan Zhu House.
After Pei Qian finished copying the book today, he went to the bottom of the small bamboo box at his feet. There was a large pile of text and densely packed books. He finally took out a blank book, shook it gently, and spread it out on the table.
He made a gesture that made his Dantian full of energy, and he was ready to start accounting. It was all related to the Yuye Jiangshui God's Mansion.
Zhou Mili carried a small golden pole and ran into the house. Pei Qian quickly reached out to block the blank account book and frowned: "How presumptuous. This is our first-class place in Luolu Mountain. You can't even enter the house."
Don’t know how to knock on the door?”
Zhou Mili quickly turned around and ran to the door, knocked on the door, Pei Qian said to come in, the little girl in black jumped across the threshold, ran to the opposite side of the desk, and softly reported the military information: "The old cook's gale
Brother, I went to Red Candle Town and bought a sack of books, it’s a lot of money!”
Pei Qian nodded and said: "We will check the accounts later. This is a business matter. If we hurt the old cook's heart, there is nothing we can do."
Zhou Mili stood on tiptoes and stretched his neck, wanting to see what Pei Qian was doing, "What are you writing?"
Pei Qian waved his hand and said, "Go to the door and stand guard. No one is allowed in except Nuan Shu."
Zhou Mili let out an oh, then suddenly turned around and leaned on the table, frowning her sparse and yellowish eyebrows, but hesitated to speak.
Pei Qian wondered: "What?"
Zhou Mili lowered his voice and said: "We all know that little incense man from the Chenghuang Pavilion in Zhoucheng, and we are still friends, right? He wants to replace my previous position as the right guardian of Qilong Lane, okay?"
Pei Qian thought for a while, shook his head and said: "If you hit the hammer, you won't hit. Although I can decide on the two positions of guardian on the left and right of Qilong Lane by myself, I can't ask that little guy.
Just nodded and agreed, let it dry for a while and test it before talking."
Zhou Mili had a sad face. She had previously patted her chest to reassure the other party.
Pei Qian sighed, "Okay, okay, you go and tell him, I agreed, but the responsibility is important, and he is not allowed to neglect his duties. He has to come to my place once a month. As for filial piety and so on, even if
Yes, he is also a little pauper."
Zhou Mili straightened up and said, "Take orders!"
Yiqi left the Sui capital and traveled south.
The young woman is dressed in red, with a narrow knife and a silver sword gourd hanging from her waist.
She raised her head and glanced at the sea of clouds in the sky.
I remember when I was a kid, if I took a casual look at the clouds, I would think that they were fairies who loved to dress up and change their clothes.
When she was a child, she seemed to have these messy thoughts every day, making noisy noises in groups, like a group of naughty little people, and she couldn't control them or stop them.
At this moment, she took off her sword gourd and took a sip of wine.
Li Baoping felt a little sad.
Uncle Master, when I grow up, I don’t seem to have those thoughts anymore. It seems like they run away from home one by one without saying hello and never come back to her again.
After the sword cultivators on both sides exchanged sword questions, armies of demon tribes migrating northward arrived on the battlefield one after another.
This time, the big demon who was commanding the army was the master of Lotus Temple and the golden-armored god.
This is the first time on the battlefield that two great demons on the throne have jointly presided over a war.
The Master of Hehua Temple has refined the soul essence of half of the moon in the wild world. Previously, on the battlefield, he had a fight with Chen Chun'an, a scholar from Posuzhou who traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. There was no victory or defeat, but the Master of Hehua Temple suffered a slight loss.
, is an obvious fact. This is related to the fact that neither side has tried its best, or that the battlefield situation is extremely complicated and does not allow both sides to use their full strength.
In the previous four wars, only one big demon was in charge, namely the big withered demon Bai Ying, Yang Zhi, the co-owner of the old Yiluo River, Huang Luan who likes to refine buildings to build celestial cities, and the Sword Qi Great Wall in charge of the Savage World.
A bearded man, Liu Cha, a hero who was both friend and foe of A Liang, carried a sword and carried a saber. However, Liu Cha was more pretentious than Bai Ying and other big monsters. He just glanced at the sword formations of both sides from behind the battlefield.
However, after the war ended, he selected a dozen young sword cultivators as his registered disciples.
Liu Cha's founding disciple, and the only direct descendant now, is Sword Repair Bamboo Box.
These young swordsmen, who all seem to be dreaming, actually have two big thresholds before they can become Liu Cha's direct disciples. They must first enter the door, and then enter the room.
After registering the name, if the disciple is successful in learning Taoism and passes the test, he can start the apprenticeship. After that, he can enter the hall and become the master's father-in-law.
Even though the avenue is still far away, there are still more than ten people, everyone is still in agitated mood, and they hug each other instantly, forming a small hill.
After all, swordsman Liu Cha, who is half a master, is the highest peak of swordsmanship in the wild world. Being able to become his disciple, even if it is just a name for the time being, is enough to be proud of.
As for the closed disciples, they are not at all simpler than the great disciples who were the founders. They are often preachers who believe that their skills and knowledge are entrusted to them in this life without worries and they can rest here. The disciples close their doors and outsiders stop, so they are called closed disciples.
To choose a master is like reincarnation, and to choose a disciple is like giving birth to a son. It is a big event for both parties.
Before the start of the war, Qi Shou had already reached the Nascent Soul realm. Now Gao Yehou had loosened his bottleneck and was about to become a Nascent Soul sword cultivator. His qualifications were better than those of Gao Yehou. In the end, Pang Yuanji was considered to have a higher level of achievement than Qi Shou.
, on the contrary, the sword's heart is covered with dust and its realm is unstable. This is probably the so-called impermanence of the great road.
The battle was magnificent. Fan Dache, who was in the small Longmen realm, took a step forward and became a golden elixir. It was actually a small thing. During the battle, a few of their friends gathered together and drank a bottle of celebratory wine with Fan Dache.
The group of monster monks rushed to the battlefield again and continued to collide with the sword array with a torrent of magic weapons.
The demon sword cultivator did not participate in it. It was too expensive and they were not willing to spend too much on the siege.
If those monsters in the wild world who have not yet transformed into human form are the least valuable coins in the market, then the casual cultivators of the monsters who have enlightened themselves and cultivated the Tao are just money. Those who have succeeded in cultivating their minds are those who sit still
The Xiaoshu coins that hold spiritual weapons and magical weapons, and the demon clan sword cultivators are the most protected Guyu coins. This does not mean that it is meaningless to continue asking about swords and sword energy at the Great Wall, but it is that you can use a steady stream of copper coins to accumulate the same results, so why bother
Spending those Sword Cultivator Guyu coins that make it extremely difficult to get a second one after using one?
If in the vast world, such an attack on the city, the military tent dared to deploy troops and generals in this way, ignore the lives of ants, and easily let hundreds of thousands of them die, and the bones piled up on the battlefield below the city, it was destined to be infamy for thousands of years. But in the wild world, there is no such thing.
question.
Finally, for the first time in the wild world, ants attacked the city.
For this purpose, a trumpet sounded melodiously, resounding through the sky, and the military morale in the wild world was greatly boosted.
Yu Zongfu, a pure martial artist, has been waiting for a long time, and with a high fisting spirit, he can finally kill the monster with a hearty punch.
The sword cultivators of the Yinguan lineage were still in groups of three, taking turns to go into battle and go to the top of the city to draw their swords.
Every day, the battle losses of both sides were recorded in detail, and Guo Zhujiu was responsible for summarizing them. The atmosphere in the lobby of the summer palace became more and more solemn, and everyone was extremely busy. Even Guo Zhujiu would stick to the book all day long.
Over at Daixuan Mountain, almost all the stewards of the Bazhou Ferry that deal with Daoxuan Mountain have already been to Chunbanzhai once.
Yan Ming, Nalan Caihuan and Mi Yu, plus Shao Yunyan and his direct disciple Wei Wenlong, were also not idle.
When it comes to war, besides the battlefield where people fight for their lives, the battlefield is actually also on the ledger.
This is the Jianqi Great Wall and the Bazhou Ferry. The two sides are trying to conduct trade in a new way, and there are many small frictions. Moreover, the collection of snow money by the Aaizhou Ferry is not progressing particularly smoothly. Mainly because of the Liu family of Aaizhou.
She has never expressed her position on this, and the Liu family controls all the mineral deposits and shares of Xueqian in the world. Liu is silent and unwilling to give discounts. Moreover, with just those few cross-continental ferries, even if she can receive Xueqian
, and dare not travel across continents in a big way. For a boatload of snow, even monks in the upper five realms will be jealous. Call friends, three or five, hide on the sea, intercept and kill ferries, that is a big deal.
Ai Aizhou Ferry did not dare to take such risks, and Jianqi Great Wall also did not want to see such a result. Therefore, after the Ai Aizhou Ferry returned to Daoxuan Mountain for the first time, they did not bring snow money with them, but they just
For other supplies in Chunbanzhai's booklet, the Aaizhou boat owners, including Jiang Gaotai, made a request with Chunbanzhai, hoping that the Jianqi Great Wall could mobilize sword immortals to help escort the ferry, and it must be both round-trip and back-to-back.
There is a sword fairy sitting in charge.
Both Yan Ming and Nalan Caihuan felt that this was not feasible, and still hoped that the ferry could hire one or two fifth-level monks at their own expense. After all, as long as this kind of expensive business was completed, Aai Aizhou Ferry would
If you earn enough, you shouldn’t expect Chunbanzhai to use the Sword Immortal Protective Formation. Otherwise, with a round trip and a stay in Aaizhou on the way, a Sword Immortal will often be far away from the sword for more than half a year or even a year.
Angry at the Great Wall.
Shao Yunyan gave a compromise suggestion. There is no need to bet on snow money to buy and sell every ferry. Aaizhou is rich in materials and can be profitable.
These small accidents under the big business need to be worked out by both parties. As long as one link goes wrong, a transaction is actually considered a failure.
It’s already a scorching hot day over at Chunbanzhai, the heaven and earth are big kilns, and all things are in pottery. There is no snow this winter on the Jianqi Great Wall.
This made Guo Zhujiu feel a little regretful. He had already made an agreement with his master a long time ago. During the heavy snowfall, he would build seventeen or eight fucking snowmen, and everyone would have a share in the sword cultivation of the Yinguan lineage.
The only thing that makes Yin Guan a sword cultivator feel better is that the huge criticism caused by the young Yin Guan who used the flying sword "Yin Guan" to summon the city has dissipated on its own. Or maybe the criticism is still in his heart.
I just can't think about words anymore.
The battle was brutal and many people died.
As a result, Chou Miao Jianxian, Pang Yuanji, and Lin Junbi just dragged the true body of the Ascension Realm big monster and chose a gap in the battle. The three of them went to the top of the city for a walk and told them that the big monster was hidden in the Hanging Tower.
Shan, tried to cause trouble, but the three of them followed the clues and discovered the root. They decisively joined forces with several swordsmen including Lu Zhi to surround him and kill him at sea.
Kill the great demon in the Ascension Realm.
Of course, this matter was not a trivial matter. The Great Wall of Sword Qi was in an uproar. There were countless loud applauses.
In the end, Lin Junbi was unwilling to cut off his head as a gift to the barbaric world, so he decided to make his own decision, retaining the entire true form of the Ascension Realm monster and dragging him away to the Summer Palace.
After returning, the young Yinguan saw the true form of the big demon with his head still on his head. He smiled from ear to ear and scolded Lin Junbi for being so arrogant and searching so hard that he lost the reputation of the Yinguan lineage, but he immediately
He put the real body within easy reach, slapped Lin Junbi hard on the shoulder, and smiled like a kid who picked up money on the road and quickly put it in his pocket.
Gu Jianlong and Wang Xinshui looked at each other and knew that Lin Junbi's little legs would definitely be recorded by Lord Yin Guan.
That day, when Chen Pingan left the lobby of the summer palace and went for a walk, Lin Junbi followed him.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Any ideas?"
Lin Junbi said: "Things are progressing smoothly for the time being, but the biggest problem is not between the buyer and the seller, but the opinions of Haoran Tianxia Academy."
Chen Pingan seemed curious and said, "Tell me about it."
Lin Junbi said worriedly: "In the past, if the Bazhou Ferry and the Jianqi Great Wall did not change the way of trading, they would still be scattered and go their own way. The Confucian Temple might not interfere too much. But now that the situation has been changed by us, the Confucian Temple might have some backlash.
To be honest, we have affected many fundamental interests of Haoran Tianxia. Every extra point of supplies transported to Daoxuan Mountain will mean that Haoran Tianxia will lose one point."
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "That's right."
Lin Junbi asked: "Once the Confucian Temple orders the restriction of the eight continent ferries rushing to Daoxuan Mountain, and is only allowed to transport supplies in the vast world, what should we do?"
Although Lin Junbi was a swordsman, his skills were complicated. He used two-finger seals, and used the talisman earth method to gather soil into mountains, creating a suspended map of the world's situation. Following the two men moving slowly, Lin Junbi pointed at the map and condensed it.
Qi turns into water, drawing new routes between continents. "Zhongtu Divine Continent and Aai Ai Continent ferry supplies are only allowed to be transported to Nan Po Sa Continent, Liu Xia Continent, and Jin Jia Continent to reinforce Southwest Fuyao Continent and Beiju Lu Continent.
Aquarius Island Ferry can only go to Tongye Island in the southeast to build and strengthen the coastal defense lines of these three continents. Even if the price is one to two percent, or even 30 percent lower than that of the Jianqi Great Wall, I believe that Bazhou Ferry will still have to do this.
, obediently do as you are told. As for the original ferries on the three continents including Posu Island, they will not come to Hanging Mountain."
Chen Ping'an took Lin Junbi for a walk together, "As for the worst outcome you mentioned, Chou Miao Jianxian actually reminded me early in the morning, but there is nothing I can do. I can't just do nothing because I am afraid that this outcome will come.
. Take one step at a time, every time a ferry docks and hangs upside down on the mountain, we will treat it as an extra amount of material earned. I just hope that the Confucian Temple will get results slowly."
Lin Junbi asked: "Mr. Wen Sheng, can you go to the Confucian Temple to speak on such a big matter?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "It's more difficult. Confucianism attaches great importance to status and pays attention to the teacher's reputation."
Lin Junbi asked again: "With the addition of Chen Confucianism, is it still not enough?"
Chen Pingan still shook his head, "Everyone has his own difficulties."
Lin Junbi gritted his teeth and said, "Shall I write a secret letter and send it to my husband to say a word or two for you?"
Chen Pingan stopped and said: "Remember, you are just Jian Xiu Lin Junbi in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Don't involve your own family background, let alone drag the Shao Yuan Dynasty into trouble, because not only will it be of no use, but it will also make you
It’s all a waste of work, and may even lead to bad things.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I appreciate this kindness."
In fact, Chen Ping'an could have nodded and agreed. Regardless of whether Lin Junbi was motivated by motivation or calculated by people's hearts, Lin Junbi had written the letter and sent it to the Shaoyuan Dynasty with a flying sword, and then let the sword fairy intercept it halfway. Chen Ping'an had to read the content before making a decision.
, that secret letter, should it be kept and filed in the summer palace, put into a secret record that can only be seen by the hidden official, or should it be sent to the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
But after getting along for a long time, Chen Ping'an was generally clear about Lin Junbi's temperament. In order to achieve his goals, he would do whatever it takes. However, Lin Junbi's pursuit was not just about personal interests and ambitions, but also the cultivation of the country and the world.
Zhiping.
Thinking of this, Chen Ping'an confessed his thoughts to Lin Junbi, asking him to write this letter, and then go through a formality, and finally archive the hidden official lineage, and try to find an opportunity to let Haoran know without leaving any trace.
The world knows this little secret.
Maybe one day in the future, it can be the icing on the cake for Lin Junbi who returns to the world.
Lin Junbi was stunned for a long time and sighed: "Is this really necessary?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Good intentions are rewarded, why is it strange? Good deeds have no traces, of course it is the best, but since the world cannot be so pure and people's hearts are clear for the time being, then let's wait a little. It's not that I heard that calligraphy and painting, there are
What about the reputation of 'the authentic works are of the next best quality'? I think it's good if it can be like this. Jun Bi, you don't have to worry about this matter. The only good thing is not to do good things with an innocent heart."
Lin Junbi thought about it for a moment, then he didn't feel awkward about anything, and he nodded and agreed readily.
Chen Ping'an said: "If the Confucian Temple really wants to act like this, it is not because of personal selfishness or prejudice against the Great Wall of Sword Qi."
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Opening the door to rob the thief is just to close the door and beat the dog. It can solve this big hidden danger in the barbaric world once and for all. Since ancient times, the Confucian Temple has had this idea. It's just that this kind of idea can't be argued behind closed doors.
The problem cannot be said to the outside world, not a word can be spread outside. The burden of benevolence and righteousness is too heavy. Just talk about the incident of opening the door and bowing to the thief. Which cultural lineage is responsible for the infamy? Someone has to start and initiate this, right? Over there at the Confucian Temple
The records must be clearly recorded. Once the door is opened, the lives of the people in several continents will be ruined. Even if the final result is good, what will happen? How will all the Confucian disciples of that line pass the test of conscience? Will they feel sad and resentful towards their own family?
The cultural sage was greatly disappointed. As a moral saint who accompanied the Confucian Temple, he would be so careless about human life. How is he different from that villain? Is it true that the cultural destiny and orthodox inheritance will not collapse like this? As long as it involves
When it comes to conflicts of cultural background, sages can uphold the bottom line of the struggle between gentlemen, but how can countless Confucian disciples and so many half-hearted scholars be so upright and upright?"
"The bigger trouble lies within the same lineage, and there are those who only care about the honor and disgrace of their own family background, regardless of right and wrong. When the time comes, this group of people will definitely have the most fierce arguments with outsiders. The bad things will be worse, and the wrong things will be even worse.
Wrong, what will happen to the sages? Should we first deal with the criticism from outsiders, or should we suppress the public sentiments of our own disciples? Should we first say that we are at fault, and you should shut up and stop cursing?"
"In the final analysis, scholars and practitioners are not human beings?"
Having said this, Chen Ping'an patted Lin Junbi's shoulder and said, "Isn't it just because the people around you, Mr. Xilu, who you have been friends with for many years, got famous because of his opportunistic opportunism to smash the statues of gods? No?
With a little knowledge and ability, can he write "Kuaizai Pavilion Chess Record"? I don't think it's possible to say that he didn't contribute to the cultural fortune of the Shaoyuan Dynasty?"
The flattery of some scholars is really beautiful to look at, but in fact it has already rotted to the core. Once these people work hard, they can easily reach high positions. It cannot be said that these people have not done anything, they are just sitting there and eating nothing. The way of the world
So it's complicated. It's nothing more than bad people doing good things, good people making mistakes, and the goodness or badness of some things will vary from place to place and from person to person.
When people in the world get information more and more easily, are able to connect facts one by one into the truth, and become accustomed to doing so, the world will get better and better.
Maybe that's the only way to know etiquette.
It's hard not to be disappointed when you don't know anything. When you know more, even if you're still disappointed, you can finally see some hope.
I am afraid that one person will use his own despair to kill the hope of others at will.
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Lin Junbi, will you truly recognize this person?"
Lin Junbi was speechless and speechless.
As for the matter of smashing the statues, Lin Junbi really didn't approve it, but he didn't agree with the young official's curse here. Then Lin Junbi is too mean.
What's more, Lin Junbi also had a lot of approval for Mr. Xilu.
The autumn air is crisp and clear, and there are countless thieves.
Guo Zhujiu read the Geng edition today and then looked at the pages. Sweat broke out on the little girl's forehead.
Master has said that when more than half of the number of people have been lost in battle, all Yin Guan Yi lineage sword cultivators will hold a meeting.
On this day, someone visited the summer palace and strictly abided by the rules and stayed outside the door.
Sword Immortal Ku Xia will temporarily leave the Sword Qi Great Wall for a period of time, and needs to escort Jin Zhenmeng, Yu Xuanfu, and Zhu Mei to Daoxuan Mountain, and then to the border of Nan Posuo Continent, and then return.
Before leaving, Sword Immortal Ku Xia took three people to visit the summer palace. They were accompanied by three young children, two embryonic swordsmen, and a relatively rare candidate for a pure martial arts wife.
Lin Junbi obtained the special permission from Mr. Yin Guan and was able to go out to see them off.
It can be seen that Lin Junbi is indeed special in the eyes of Yin Guan.
When Lin Junbi went to the palace gate, he felt a little emotional that Mr. Cui had never thought of what happened today.
Do you think that he worked hard, tied his head to his belt, and finally managed to win a game on the chessboard left by Mr. Cui, relying on Mr. Cui not to make any more moves?
When he arrived outside the door, Lin Junbi bowed and did not take the initiative to speak. He said goodbye to them silently.
Yu Xuanfu took the initiative to say a word to Lin Junbi for the first time.
Yu Xuanfu smiled and said: "Lin Junbi, don't die if you can. After returning to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, you are welcome to take a detour and visit the Yu family first. There are people of my generation in the family who have been good at playing chess since childhood."
Lin Junbi smiled bitterly and said: "I beg Miss Yu, don't be that crappy Yue Lao!"
Yu Xuanfu smiled and said, "We'll talk about it later."
Lin Junbi hesitated for a moment, took a step back, bowed, and said apologetically: "There were some shady plots in the past. Junbi would like to apologize to Miss Yu."
Yu Xuanfu said with a smile: "Your husband has good taste, but it's a pity that the student is not good at it. Lin Junbi, if you can be so straightforward, then I will definitely be old this month."
Sure enough. Sure enough!
Mr. Cui got it right again.
so close.
Even though Yu Xuanfu is a female warrior who was held down by Lord Yin Guan and his head was hit against the wall, in fact, how can the direct daughter of the Yu family be simple?
Yu Xuanfu stopped talking and rubbed the head of a little girl next to him. From now on, the little girl will be her registered disciple. She will learn boxing with her and travel around the world together as master and disciple!
As for the other two sword cultivators who are about the same age, their qualifications are not top-notch in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but they are not tacky in Haoran World. As long as they are sword cultivators, which sect will have too many? What's more, the so-called not top-notch,
Compared to geniuses like Qi Shou, Pang Yuanji, Situ Weiran, and Guo Zhujiu, earthly immortal sword cultivators are still very rare in the world.
Jin Zhenmeng said: "Jun Bi, when I get to my hometown, if you don't dislike me for running away from the battle and still treat me as a friend, I will go have a drink with you!"
Lin Junbi nodded and said: "It's still a bit disgusting to dislike it, but if the wine is really good, I will hold my nose and drink it before cursing others."
Jin Zhenmeng, who was introverted and seldom spoke, also rarely laughed. He took a step forward and patted Lin Junbi's shoulder, "The young man in front of me is the Lin Junbi in my heart! He is the most handsome person in our Shaoyuan Dynasty."
Sword Immortal Ku Xia was very pleased.
Zhu Mei was also a little happy and happy, as she should have been.
Zhu Mei's words were very concise and to the point, "Lin Junbi, see you back home."
Lin Junbi smiled and nodded.
After entering the door, Chen Ping'an was leaning against the screen wall, holding a sword gourd and drinking wine. He pinned it to his waist and said softly: "Jun Bi, if you leave the Sword Qi Great Wall now, you will have made a lot of money. You have not lost anything.
, next, you can make more, but you may also lose a lot. Generally speaking, you can leave the gambling table."
This white-clothed young man from the Middle-earth Divine Continent, a genius swordsman, has some flying eyebrows, "Bet big and make big!"
Lin Junbi smiled again and said: "Besides, I'm sure that Lord Yin Guan won't let me die on the Great Sword Qi Wall."
Chen Ping'an asked: "Of course there are people outside the door who are calculating people's hearts, but will you be happier than before playing chess with others?"
Lin Junbi snorted.
Chen Pingan said softly: "Don't lose your previous skills. Get used to this kind of thing outside the door. That'll be good."
Lin Junbi nodded.
Chen Ping'an said: "Those who see a deeper human heart are already like a fish in the abyss or a dragon at the bottom of the well. Don't be afraid of this."
Lin Junbi asked: "What's the explanation?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The bright moon is in the water. As long as you are willing to open your eyes and look, you can see it and within your reach."
Lin Junbi hesitated for a moment, then said frankly, "Master Yin Guan, you have met people like Yan Lu and Jiang Guancheng? Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Aren't there Yu Xuanfu and Zhu Mei beside them? What's more, the real majority are actually those who are unwilling to speak or cannot speak."
Lin Junbi asked: "Master Yin Guan, when will you rush to the battlefield?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Even if I want to go, I can only sneak there."
Then Lin Junbi saw the young official making a strange move, raising his hands and stroking his hair.
Lin Junbi didn't dare to ask any more questions. Looking around, there was no such woman, Mi Yu, or Gu Jianlong. It was normal for him to be like this, but it was a bit awkward for a young official to be like this.
Chen Pingan glanced at the sky and said, "I'm waiting for someone, he's a swordsman."