Pei Qian opened the door to the courtyard. Zhou Mili was holding a hiking stick and carrying a small pole on his shoulder. On one end of the pole was a sack of melon seeds. The little girl in black was chatting with the stone lions at the door. One was chirping, and the other was silent. They were very friendly.
Zhou Mili heard the squeaking sound of the door opening, and quickly turned to look at Pei Qian. Just as he was about to ask, Pei Qian signaled Zhou Mili to stop talking, and then turned to look at a rooftop in the distance.
The martial arts master in his prime was standing on the ridge of a gorgeous building on the top of a mountain. Now that his trace had been discovered, he wanted to leave this place and return to the palace to report the situation here to the young emperor. In fact, he also
I don’t know much, but His Majesty the Emperor was just afraid of the girl who could reach the sky and punch out the sea of clouds, so he hurriedly ordered him to come and find out what was going on. He arrived too late, and saw the girl piercing the earth like an arrow.
Returning, it was just the opposite compared to the previous situation where the capital was trembling and the dragon's veins were pulsing. When the girl landed, she was silent and soundless, like a feather falling to the ground. This made Grandmaster Wufu feel horrified. It was at its peak, it could be said to be a state of transformation.
After the death of the great demon Ding Ying, Yu Zhenyi, who first went to practice immortal magic, disappeared. It was rumored that he had secretly ascended to the sky. Chunchao Palace Zhou Fei, the national master Zhong Qiudu had traveled far away, bird's-eye view of the peak, Lu Fang, etc.
Many top masters, especially Lu Tai, who came out of nowhere and unified the demon sect in less than ten years, and finally challenged Yu Zhenyi, have also disappeared. After that, no top master has appeared in the world for many years.
Could the "girl" in front of me be a legendary person who is skilled in beauty?
Is it the banished immortal who descended from the sky and traveled here?
Nowadays, the atmosphere in the world is short, but the immortal energy in the mountains is getting stronger and stronger, with all kinds of strange things emerging one after another.
Unexpectedly, the girl only took a few steps, first jumped over the wall, and then swept over the ridge of the roof. In an instant, she arrived at a vertical ridge on the roof opposite the middle-aged master. They were facing each other. Pei Qian was standing a little lower.
The girl closed her fist, cupped her fists and saluted, and said in pure Nanyuan Mandarin: "Pei Qian, a disciple of Nanyuan State and a disciple of Luopo Mountain, do you have any advice?"
The middle-aged martial artist with the sword hanging on his waist restrained his embarrassed expression and returned the salute with cupped fists, "My dear, Dong Zhongxia, I am currently serving the Wei family and the martial arts instructor of the Royal Forest Army."
Dong Zhongxia smiled and said: "I don't dare to give advice, but I was ordered to come here for inspection. Since Miss Pei is practicing here, I can return to my hometown with peace of mind."
His Majesty the Emperor has a secret order. No matter where you meet the Luopo Mountain monks, Nanyuan Kingdom will respect them.
The first emperor of the Wei family, Wei Liang, was in his prime, but unexpectedly abdicated to his eldest son. After the new emperor Wei Yan ascended the throne, he promoted the imperial examination, granted amnesty to fishermen with three surnames, Lehu in Xishan, and beggars in Yuzhou, canceled their "low status", and allowed them to
The children will participate in the imperial examination. Then there will be a military examination, and the children of the border and military camps, as well as the three generations of innocent Jianghu children of the ancestors, can participate in the selection. The imperial edict clearly states that the establishment of the military examination is to promote the trusted personnel of generals and serve the country. The third thing
It was to build a landscape temple, and let the Ministry of Rites start to read the local chronicles of various states and counties, select loyal ministers and virtuous people in life, and mold them into golden bodies, hoping to turn into heroic spirits after death and continue to protect the local customs. In addition, the Wei family emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom began to secretly support him.
, win over the cultivators, help suppress the ghosts and spirits that appear in various places, and prevent the latter from harming one party. Otherwise, the heroes from all over the world, even if they are skilled in fists and kicks, will be really powerless in the face of these strange beings who have never dealt with them, and will suffer a great loss.
many.
However, Dong Zhongxia is one of the newest first-class masters in the world. At the age of 40, he broke through the bottleneck of martial arts in the past few years. After traveling far away, he suppressed several notorious demons and demons along the way and became famous.
He was selected by the new emperor Wei Yan and served as one of Nanyuan's national martial arts ministers. Dong Zhongxia now knew that His Majesty the Emperor was the true master of martial arts and had extremely profound attainments.
Pei Qian asked with a smile: "Senior Dong is not from Nanyuan?"
Otherwise, the opponent would have recognized the peak fist fight she had just deliberately revealed as coming from the old master of the Nanyuan Kingdom, Mr. Zhong.
However, it can be seen that Dong Zhongxia may not be the true confidant of the Nanyuan Emperor.
Dong Zhongxia nodded and said: "Dong is from the Songlai Kingdom and has only arrived in the Nanyuan Kingdom not long ago."
Pei Qian turned his head and looked away and frowned. Is it interesting that this is still hidden? The movement was too loud when he punched before. An expert from the Nanyuan Kingdom came to spy. As a member of the imperial court, it is his duty.
, Pei Qian treated her with courtesy, but the one other than Dong Zhongshu, after she appeared, mistakenly thought that she was not aware of it, so instead of stopping, he took advantage of it and quietly used a magic technique to infect Pei Qian and
A few tiny water droplets condensed around Dong Zhongshu, as if he was eavesdropping on the conversation.
Pei Qian and Dong Zhongxia said goodbye.
Dong Zhongxia was slightly surprised. It seemed that he was not the banished immortal from a greater world.
The tiles around Pei Qian were almost motionless, but the layer of dust on the roof tiles suddenly dispersed, and the next moment Dong Zhongshu had disappeared from Pei Qian's figure.
Pei Qian was already squatting next to the eaves of a roof far away from Dong Zhongxia, staring at a young man who was sitting cross-legged, making a secret with his hands. He was wearing a robe that was rarely seen in Lotus Root Blessed Land, and his hair was
Wearing a high jasper crown and a white jade dagger at his waist.
The young man stood up with a smile and said, "The guest of the prince's residence, Wang Guangjing, has met Miss Pei."
Pei Qian asked: "Wang Xianshi in the prince's palace? Didn't you and two other Taoist masters leave the capital under the imperial edict to reopen the old pit of Longtan Shuiyan?"
Nowadays, the capital city of Nanyuan is a mixed bag. There are a lot of immortal masters and Taoist priests who are seeking fame and reputation. However, there are also some immortals who have really set foot in spiritual practice. They are either in places with beautiful mountains and rivers, first come first served, and they quickly seize the general trend and "open a sect."
", or they all attached themselves to the emperors and monarchs of the Three Kingdoms, and took the fairy money for nothing, which everyone had seen for the first time. These things were recorded in detail at Luopo Mountain, and Nuanshu copied them every once in a while,
It was sent to the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall for archiving, and the original manuscript was stored with the old cook. In the Lotus Root Blessed Land, Luopo Mountain secretly created two channels to collect information. One was created by Mr. Zhong himself. The old emperor Wei Liang and the new emperor Wei Yan
They all know it clearly, because it is one of the terms of the contract signed between Luopo Mountain and Nanyuan Kingdom. The other one is far away in Songlai Kingdom and is managed by Zhu Lian.
Although Pei Qian didn't understand much about these temple matters, he also knew that the relationship between the father and son of the new and old emperors was not as harmonious as it seemed. Otherwise, the old emperor would not have been so close to his second son Wei Yun, and the new emperor Wei Yan would not have been so close.
Let the emperor's brother Wei Yun be the governor of the capital, and let a powerful veteran who had been optimistic about the prince Wei Yun in his early years be appointed as the minister of planning of the country. If it were not for the minister of rites who would be in charge of the gods of mountains and rivers in the future, he would be the confidant of the young emperor. Pei
Qian would have thought that the old emperor was still in charge of Nanyuan Kingdom.
Wang Guangjing was slightly surprised and said with a guilty look on his face: "Before leaving, I was anxious to pass the test. I made mistakes in my practice and made a lot of mistakes, so I had to rest in Beijing."
When Dong Zhongxia left, he glanced here from a distance and felt heavy.
That prince Wei Yun is by no means an economical person. In recent years, with the support of the Supreme Emperor, he has attracted a large number of Taoist cultivators.
If the female martial artist surnamed Pei was connected to the prince's palace this time and was recruited as a worshiper, wouldn't it be an undercurrent that would affect the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom more and more?
Dong Zhongshu hurried back to a secluded mansion adjacent to the palace, which was once the place where the national master Zhong Qiu practiced. Dong Zhongshu was shocked when he saw the man who was visiting privately in disguise. He quickly lowered his figure, cupped his fists and whispered: "
His Majesty."
Emperor Wei Yan listened carefully to Dong Zhongshu's words and said with a smile: "How dare snakes and rats in the mountains dare to make false claims in front of the dragon's subordinates?"
The small pond in Prince Wei Yun's residence can withstand a dragon that is used to rivers, and can it take a few mouthfuls of water? So how can we talk about hospitality?
Next to Wei Yan stood a slim and graceful woman, his sister Wei Zhen.
Wei Zhen asked softly: "Since that girl is from Luopo Mountain, what is her relationship with Chen Jianxian? Brother Huang, why don't you ask?"
Wei Yan reminded: "You are not allowed to mess around with this important military matter."
Wei Zhen felt a little regretful.
Now she is also a half-spiritual person, and she yearns for the world where Luolu Mountain is located. Over the years, she has been looking through the secret files of the palace, and her yearning has become even more intense.
On Pei Qian's side, after hearing Wang Guangjing's crooked words, his face looked as usual, and he felt a little funny in his heart.
Although Pei Qian's mind and body were deliberately "overpowered" by her in the past, and she was always short and a charcoal girl, but if we only talk about people's hearts, even when she first left Ouhua Blessed Land, Pei Qian was really nothing.
The child was born, otherwise the two policemen Lao Jianghu in the border town of Daquan Dynasty would not have been fooled by her nonsense and sent her back to Jiuniang's inn with courtesy. Later, even Li Huai and two college friends
, I still think that Pei Qian is the "princess who fell into the refugee world".
Pei Qian declined Wang Guangjing's invitation and wanted to return to the house to meet Xiaomi Li.
Unexpectedly, Wang Guangjing still refused to give up and kept pestering him. He moved out the prince Wei Yun, saying that his prince was the most courteous and virtuous man, especially kind to martial artists. Even if Pei Qian didn't want to walk a few steps to the palace, it didn't matter. The prince could visit him personally.
, as long as Pei Qian nods, the prince will definitely take the time to come.
Pei Qian's brain hurts when he hears this, and he doesn't speak well. He either tries to scare people with his backing, or makes sarcastic remarks. Why did Wei Yun find such a stupid guest? Is he helping the Prince's Mansion recruit people or driving them away?
?
Pei Qian then thought about it, although Wang Guangjing was full of lies, the retreat was not wrong, but a great success, and he successfully entered the cave realm. He was the first group of fifth-level qi practitioners in Lotus Root Blessed Land, and he was indeed a half-god.
Nowadays, in the blessed land, spiritual energy is becoming more and more abundant, and more and more people are climbing mountains to practice Taoism. However, there are still only a few people who can reach the fifth level of Taoism. They are all expensive. The key is to be quick at every step and have the best qualifications.
The next time a Qi practitioner stops, it will be when the Lotus Root Blessed Land encounters the bottleneck of the Medium Blessed Land.
Regarding when the Lotus Root Blessed Land will be able to become a first-class blessed land, the old cook once said that even if you can get the Grain Rain money, you won't be in a hurry, let alone Luo Po Mountain really doesn't have the money.
At that time, everyone in the small courtyard was looking at Chen Ling who had not yet traveled to Beiju Luzhou, Zheng Dafeng was still looking at the gate, and everyone was looking at the great tiger Wei Bo.
Zheng Dafeng joked at the time: "You have to speak slowly and make money quickly."
Wei Bo smiled and said, "If you keep doing this, I'm going to overturn the chessboard."
At this time, Pei Qian suddenly remembered the old chef's reminder before leaving: Don't imitate your master everywhere. You have your own world to go. If you are too much like the master, your master will never be worried about you. In the eyes of the master, you will be
He will always be a child who needs his support.
Pei Qian raised his eyebrows and thought it made sense. Looking at Wang Guangjing again, Pei Qian suddenly changed. He was no longer like the aura he had when talking to Dong Zhongxia. He said straightforwardly: "Don't try to trick me in Luo Luoshan here. I won't get involved."
Regarding the family affairs of the Wei family, you, the guest of the palace, leave quickly and practice your way well. Remember, I only say my principles once. If others say good things, listen well. If you have evil intentions in the future, you want to use them.
Test me with strange tricks..."
Pei Qian raised his fist and shook it slightly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to catch it if I punch you."
Wang Guangjing pretended to be helpless and said: "I heard that Chen Jianxian was the most famous person in his life.
Li. Miss Pei is half a native and half an immortal..."
"Master has said that there is not much difference between being disgusted with good people with great righteousness and bullying others with power."
Pei Qian kicked his foot and was in front of Wang Guangjing in an instant. The latter couldn't avoid it and was horrified. The girl's punch had already been close to Wang Guangjing's forehead, only an inch away.
Pei Qian said: "Still not leaving? Do you like to lie down and enjoy yourself while being carried away?"
Wang Guangjing's white jade dagger, which looks like a copywriting paperweight, shines brightly.
Pei Qian didn't even look at it, "Do you really want to ask about Jian Yuquan? Do you know how many sword cultivators and sword immortals I have seen?!"
Wang Guangjing took a step back and said with a smile: "Since Miss Pei is not willing to accept the kindness of the palace, then forget it. Mountains high and rivers far away, we are all cultivators. Maybe we will have a chance to become friends in the future."
Pei Qian withdrew his fist, glanced at the scene in Wang Guangjing's heart, his aura changed again, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Cui once said that if a martial artist punches, he can make a bad person's belly full of bad water, and a bad person's guts can be wiped out."
If the fight is small, you should punch decisively."
Wang Guangjing smiled bitterly and said: "Why are Miss Pei so aggressive? Do you want me to kowtow and admit my mistake? From beginning to end, is there any disrespect at all?"
Pei Qian was a little entangled, fearing that he was right in thinking and seeing rightly, but the punch was not heavy enough and he did something wrong.
It was exactly the same as Pei Qian's dilemma in front of the Yuye Jiangshui Temple.
On the contrary, it is not as crisp and neat as Chen Lingjun.
Suddenly, Pei Qian looked up.
A gray gown came in the wind, floated down, held Wang Guangjing's head, and twisted his wrist, causing the latter to spin all the way to the street.
Zhu Leng's back was facing Wang Guangjing on the street, he raised his hand and waved it back casually. Wang Guangjing, who had not yet regained his balance, felt as if his head was hit by a heavy hammer. He flew backwards and slid ten feet away on the street. His eyes flickered.
Turned over and fainted on the spot.
Zhu Lian laughed and said: "There is no principle of guarding against thieves for a thousand days. If you don't protect all the mouse droppings, the whole pot of porridge will be ruined."
Zhu Lian leaned back slightly and looked away. There was a Taoist cultivator lurking in the dark, preparing to rescue Wang Guangjing. Zhu Lian asked: "Do the people in the Prince's Palace like to pick up chicken and dog excrement and go home?"
That Wei Yun hasn't stopped for a long time.
As for the old emperor Wei Liang, he had an emperor's heart. Even if he wanted to seek immortality, he had never really seen the scenery of the vast world. After becoming the Supreme Emperor, he had taken off his dragon robe, but he had not yet succeeded in cultivating Taoism, and he kept making small moves. Of course,
He also had the idea of bargaining with Luo Luo Shan based on this.
If Wei Yan hadn't been kind today, this lotus root blessed land would soon be a smoky mess, and the worst people would be Master Zhongqiu and Cao Qinglang.
Pei Qian gathered his voices and asked in confusion: "Old cook, why did you change your face?"
Zhu Lian said helplessly: "The wind on the mountain was strong, and it was blown away."
Zhu Lian turned around and looked at the young immortal lying on the street dozing off, silently.
Pei Qian suddenly asked a question, "Old cook, will you not be free in Luopo Mountain?"
Zhu Lian sighed with emotion: "You must have grown up before you can ask such a question. I originally thought that only the young master would ask me this question after he returns home."
Pei Qian smiled and said, "I'll just say it casually. You can tell Master the answer yourself later."
Zhu Lian said slowly: "The freedom to punch may not be great. But in life, the freedom to speak without restraint, the freedom to cook, the freedom to make money and spend money, lower your head to read a book, and raise your head to enjoy the scenery.
The freedom, the freedom to play chess with friends without seeking victory or defeat, the freedom to watch the younger generation grow up day by day, which is not freedom."
Pei Qian was not used to old people who were not old cooks, so he quickly changed the subject and asked: "What about Wang Guangjing who pretended to be dead?"
Zhu Lian said: "Yu Lu and Xie Xie have taken leave from Master Maoshan of the Academy. In the past two years, they will travel to the Lotus Root Blessed Land together. When the time comes, they will just borrow someone from Wei Yun and let Wang Guangjing lead the way. With Yu Lu here, cultivate your mind.
It’s not a big problem.”
Pei Qian asked curiously: "Li Huai didn't join in the fun?"
Zhu Lian shook his head and said: "According to Brother Dafeng, if Li Huai takes action, the Taoist cultivators in Lotus Root Blessed Land will probably not have any great opportunities."
Pei Qian had an idea, but didn't dare to say it.
Zhu Lian asked: "Do you want to go to Shizi Peak in Luzhou, Beiju, to find Li Huai's father?"
Pei Qian nodded, "Senior Gu is no longer alive, but Uncle Li's boxing skills are still very good and he taught his master, so I want to go there to practice boxing. It just so happens that Li Huai also wants to go there to visit his parents and sister."
Zhu Lian thought for a while and said, "Okay."
Pei Qian sat on the edge of the eaves, a little disappointed, "It's just that for this kind of thing, Master should have nodded and agreed."
Zhu Lian squatted aside and comforted softly: "If the young master is here, I will definitely agree to you."
On the street, a little girl carrying two bags of melon seeds ran up on a small pole. Zhu Lian couldn't laugh or cry and said: "You want to eat the melon seeds as food."
Pei Qian jumped forward and landed on the street.
On the way Zhou Mili ran, she carefully walked around Wang Guangjing who was lying on the ground. She kept her back to the unconscious Wang Guangjing. I didn't look at you and you didn't see me. We are all wandering in the world.
The water does not interfere with the river. After passing the sleepy man, Zhou Mili immediately quickened his pace. Two small sacks were swinging on the small pole. One stood still, stretched out his hand to hold the two sacks, and asked softly: "Old cook, I saw Pei Qian from a distance."
You are chatting with someone. Why did you start a sneak attack? It's not polite. Say hello next time, otherwise it won't be heard in the world. I'll crack a few melon seeds first, and yell a few times to summon the courage to call that person.
Wake up, are you coming again?"
Zhu Lian imitated the little girl's words, nodded and said with a smile: "Kuo Yi, I like it."
Zhu Lian's previous move was extremely light, so Wang Guangjing had already woken up when Zhou Mili passed by. At this moment, his sharp ears were listening to the little girl's words that sounded very conscientious but were actually unreasonable.
The young god who was both a guest at the Prince's Palace and a military advisor behind the scenes almost shed tears.
Pei Qian pinched Zhou Mili's cheek and pulled it. Zhou Mili immediately tilted his head and stood on his heels, gently patted Pei Qian's fingers and said vaguely: "It's necessary, it's necessary."
Zhu Lian stamped his foot.
Wang Guangjing's whole body bounced up, and he no longer dared to pretend to be asleep. After standing still, he said tremblingly: "Greetings to the old god."
Zhu Lian nodded with a kind expression and reached out to pat him.
The beating made Wang Guangjing fall directly to the end of the street.
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "After this punch, you will be less courageous."
Zhu Lian looked around and said to himself: "It's a pity that when we met in the early years, Ding Ying was still a little baby. When I finally came back, he was gone again. Otherwise, I could teach him how to be a junior."
This is not a crazy person talking nonsense.
In fact, Ding Ying's subsequent actions generally followed Zhu Lian's path. Zhu Lian had already fought against nine people in the Jiazi Agreement earlier. At that time, one of the top ten masters in the world was defeated by Zhu Lian.
Killed most of them. The reason why Zhu Lian didn't kill Ding Ying was because he thought that there was little hope of ascending to the throne. At that moment, he felt that ascending didn't mean much, so he deliberately gave the reluctant Ding Ying a big head, and the corresponding
It's just his martial arts fortune. It can be said that Ding Ying's later great achievements, whether it was martial arts achievements or the growth of his character, half of the credit was due to Zhu Lian.
While Zhu Lian was still alive.
In this world, literature is first and martial arts is second.
Pei Qian said: "Shall we go back?"
Zhu Lian nodded and said, "Let's finish eating a sack of melon seeds, otherwise Nuan Shu will probably blame you for buying too many."
After returning to the house, Pei Qian asked about how to break the bottleneck of the six realms and how to deal with martial arts in Luzhou, Beiju.
Zhou Mili reminded Pei Qian and asked about the bottlenecks in the seventh and eighth realms.
Pei Qian glared, "Can I eat hot tofu if I'm anxious?"
Zhou Mili is a little confused. No matter how hot the tofu is, isn't it just a bite?
Zhu Lian still talked to Pei Qian about some precautions.
After that, Zhu Lian quickly returned to Luolu Mountain.
Pei Qian said he had to finish a few things, so he went to Cao Qinglang's ancestral home, and helped clean up the house with Xiaomili. Then he took Xiaomili to eat at the Baihe Temple Night Market, and had a hearty meal. The master said that
The stuff was numb and hot, so I ordered two casseroles for Zhou Mili. After eating, they glanced at the official library where the master had borrowed books from a distance, and told Zhou Mili that compared to the one in Nuanshu's hometown.
The Zhilan Tower is shorter than the head of several millet grains.
Later, Pei Qian also went to see a peer of his age who had become a girl and a young woman earlier than him. A few years ago, she married a foreign scholar who had passed the Jinshi examination, and her career was going smoothly.
When the woman's family members took a carriage to a temple in the capital to burn incense and pray for blessings, Pei Qian followed them from a distance and did not show up.
In the end, Pei Qian helped his master and took a trip to Zhuangyuan Lane. In the early years, there was a story about a poor scholar who was rushing to take the exam and a woman who embraced the pipa. The lovers failed to become dependents.
After asking the local bookstore owner, I found out that the scholar took the exam twice and still failed to get a spot on the gold medal list. He cried bitterly and seemed to have given up completely and returned to his hometown to open a private school.
I wonder if that scholar will meet the girl he likes again in this life.
Who knows.
On the last day of leaving Nanyuan Kingdom, Pei Qian touched the roof at night.
Zhou Mili also followed.
A thin young girl and a young girl were lying together on the ridge of the roof, looking at the full moon.
Zhou Mili was chewing melon seeds and asked casually: "Why do you think the more you practice boxing, the less you dare to punch?"
Pei Qian said: "Master treats the life and death of others like a piece of porcelain that will break when knocked. Master has never said this, but I have always seen it."
Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, "It's very good. Then don't rush to punch, Pei Qian, let's not be in a hurry."
Pei Qian smiled and said: "What are we doing? You don't practice boxing. It doesn't matter if you don't practice boxing, it's actually very hard. Look, master told me not to practice boxing too early. The only time I didn't listen to master's words was,
I'm going to suffer a lot. So, you must listen to Master."
Zhou Mili secretly moved the hand holding the melon seeds farther away, and said some sad words to others. Pei Qian stretched out his hand to grab it, but missed it. The little girl laughed and quickly moved her hand back.
Pei Qian looked at the sky, smiled, and scratched his head. He originally thought that he would be able to see Grandpa Cui once he punched at the highest point.
Zhou Mili whispered: "Pei Qian, when you go to Beiju Luzhou, remember to take a look at Dumb Lake for me."
Pei Qian asked: "Don't you want to go together?"
Zhou Mili shook his head, "I have no friends over there."
Pei Qian rubbed Xiao Mili's head and said, "You are so broad-minded, you are confused when it comes to small things, but you are very clever when it comes to big things."
Zhou Mili lamented for no reason.
Pei Qian asked: "
What's wrong, are you worried?"
Zhou Mili shook his head and said seriously: "I don't have anything to worry about, so I'm worried."
Pei Qian dropped a chestnut.
Zhou Mili was pretending to be in pain, rolling around on the roof with his head in his arms, rolling over and over, never getting tired of it.
Pei Qian lay quietly aside, lightly punched the sky, and murmured: "It seems to be higher."
Gu Can and Liu Chicheng traveled north together with Chai Bofu, who had fallen into two realms.
As expected, Liu Chicheng stopped at the border between the two states.
Gu Can walked alone.
Liu Chicheng and his brother Long Bo were wandering around in a prosperous Chizhou city. Liu Chicheng wanted to see the beauties at the foot of the mountain. Chai Bofu, a young man with white hair and appearance, didn't even care about blindness. He was healing all the way. He had no choice but to accidentally say something before.
Too bad, he was slapped again by Liu Chicheng, and he almost couldn't defend the Dragon Gate realm. Besides, there was Gu Can who seemed to be ready to dig holes and bury people at any time.
Long Bo, who had a man's arm on the mountaintop, felt like he had returned to the bleak days of the monks in the lower five realms.
When Liu Chicheng and Chai Bofu returned to the Xianjia Inn, Liu Chicheng walked struttingly as if he had been struck by lightning.
He told Chai Bo Fu to get away.
Chai Bo Fu couldn't help but immediately went out shopping alone, not even daring to stay at the inn.
Liu Chicheng actually put away the pink Taoist robe. He only dared to show his body like the original owner's Taoist robe and knocked on the door softly.
There were two people playing chess in the courtyard, but they ignored them.
Liu Chicheng bravely pushed open the door and silently walked behind a man in white, looking at his nose and heart.
The person playing chess with the man in white is an old Confucian scholar in blue shirt with a solemn face.
The man in white smiled and said: "Cui Chan, your skills are not bad. If Gu Can can become my disciple, I will not care about you saving a useless person from trouble. If you become my little junior brother, I will agree to what you ask for.
thing."
Cui Han nodded and said, "That's what we agreed on."
The chess piece in Cui Han's hand moved first, but did not land on the chessboard, so the chessboard was always empty.
Liu Chicheng held his breath and concentrated.
The man in white didn't look at the chessboard and said with a smile: "I helped Baidi City find a good player, and also helped my senior brother recruit that person to play chess. How should I thank you? No wonder Master told me back then that he chose you as his disciple.
, I’m interested in your ability to stir up a hornet’s nest, junior brother, so that I, senior brother, will not be so boring.”
Liu Chicheng's mouth was dry and his face was stiff.
The man in white stood up and said: "Don't play. This chess game is a chess game where the able ones work harder. You, Cui Han, have brought this predicament on their own. Don't think about dragging me into the water outside the chessboard. A big Li dynasty will bear the responsibility."
You can’t afford the consequences.”
Cui Chan sighed, put the chess pieces back into the chess box, stood up and said, "Then I won't give them away."
The man in white nodded and disappeared in a flash.
Liu Chicheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Cui Chan put away the chessboard and chess box, glanced at Liu Chicheng, and said with a smile: "Even I am ashamed of your ability to commit suicide."
Liu Chicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Who would have thought that I would encounter so many eventualities one after another."
Cui Chan smiled and said: "Not many, just three."
Liu Chicheng was really helpless.
Cui Chan said seemingly casually: "If you die, you don't have to die, and you don't have to worry about accidents."
Liu Chicheng bowed and said: "Congratulations to the Imperial Master for breaking through."
Cui Chan said: "To congratulate an old man who has lived for ninety-nine years and live a hundred years is not to commit suicide."
Liu Chicheng started to act rogue, "My senior brother is here, I'm not afraid of anything."
Cui Chan said: "To let your senior brother kill you, I only need to tell you the truth."
Liu Chicheng immediately bowed again and said pitifully: "I beg the Imperial Master to tell you some truths for scholars. I am most willing to listen to this now."
Cui Chan said: "Then listen to my advice. When Gu Can arrives in Baidi City, no matter what happens in the future, you just need to protect him from death. There is no need to do anything else, and there is no need to do more."
Liu Chicheng wanted to ask this true master some more secrets, but Cui Chan had disappeared.
Liu Chicheng sighed endlessly.
The old cliff academy in the capital city of Dali has been banned by the imperial court for many years. It is deserted, overgrown with weeds, and infested by foxes and rabbits.
A ray of snow-white rainbow light fell from the sky, bright and upright, completely ignoring the great landscape array of Li Capital City, and even seemed not to pay attention to the Confucian saint sitting in the sky.
After the man in white appeared, he glanced at the imitation Bai Jade King that was about to move. It seemed that a secret decree had been temporarily obtained there, and the activated White Jade King quickly fell silent.
This man, who actually didn't like leaving Baidi City, walked slowly and sighed: "The grass grows under the flowers, but it turns into evil weeds when removed."
Before Gu Can returns home.
There are two pairs of masters and servants, a total of four people, three of whom are returning home.
Song, the king of the Great Li vassal in Mubo Alley, collected his salary and his maid Zhigui.
Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane.
As for Ma Kuxuan's maid "Shu Dian", it seems redundant along the way.
Song Jixin was also extremely disgusted by Ma Kuxuan, who was pretending to be his escort all the way.
The ferry docks at Niujiaoshan Ferry.
Ma Kuxuan took Shudian to the Longxu River Temple.
Song Jixin and Zhigui went to Mubo Alley.
But Zhigui left the house alone in the night, took a look at the clean yard next door and the Spring Festival couplets with the characters "Fu", and walked out of the alley with his skirt in hand.
After she left the alley, in the dead of night, Song Jixin took a small bench to the yard. He didn't sit on it, but stood on the side of the yellow mud wall that seemed to be getting shorter and shorter, looking at the neighbor's yard.
Zhigui first went to the iron lock well, reached out to pick up a handful of water, weighed it, and poured it back into the quiet well.
Then she walked out of the town and looked at the hilltop called Zhenzhu Mountain near Li Huai's house, frowning.
Buried there is the body of a true dragon that was refined and defeated by saints from the three religions and one family.
Pearl Mountain.
Pearl, Wang Zhu. True pearl is Wang Zhu’s true body.
As for Wang Zhu's current body, it was transformed from the True Dragon Li Pearl, so it cannot be regarded as her true body. She still needs someone to put the finishing touches on it before she can legitimately regain her true body.
Only then will she be able to regain her true identity as a complete true dragon. At that time, all the luck of the dragons in the world will be gathered on her! Helping her break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm in one fell swoop is nothing. Breaking through the bottleneck of the Jade Pu Realm is nothing.
It's not difficult, as long as she stabilizes the Immortal Realm, her combat power will be comparable to most of the Ascension Realm.
The person who wrote the book, the person who helped add the finishing touches, was the mud-legged boy who signed a contract with her in the early years. After Zhigui left the iron lock well, the first person he saw in the heavy snow and cold weather was Chen Ping'an.
It was just that Chen Ping'an's soul was too weak at that time, and his luck was extremely thin. She didn't want to be implicated by him, so she chose Song Jixin, the prince of Dali next door, to "recognize her as the master".
Why is that four-legged snake that Song Jixin threw into the yard next door and always ran back by itself? Why is it so despised and still unwilling to stay at Chen Ping'an's house?
It was also one of the opportunities of Wufen Avenue. Chen Pingan gave the small loach to Gu Can. Gu Can not only accepted it, but also caught it without any problems.
Logically speaking, Song Ji lost his salary several times, so it should have been Chen Ping'an's opportunity.
But how can that four-legged snake with horns on its forehead dare to sit on an equal footing with Wang Zhu?! Like Wang Zhu, he recognizes Chen Pingan as his master?!
Wang Zhu and his neighbor Song Jixin recognized the master-servant relationship, but it was just a trick on Wang Zhu's part. Later, Song Jixin changed his name to Zhigui, and he was even more sophisticated.
The word "Zhigui" originally belonged to the supervising officer Song Yuzhang. In fact, Cui Chan handed it to Song Yuzhang, and then "coincidentally" Song Jixin saw him. He knew about it and unknowingly remembered it in his heart. It has always echoed.
He kept thinking about it and finally helped Wang Zhu name him Zhigui.
The word "Zhigui" has something to do with the allusion of "cutting through a wall to steal the light".
The plaque hanging in the main hall of the house in Niping Lane, Huaiyuantang, is the handwriting of the late Emperor Dali.
They are all particular.
Therefore, during those years, Zhigui was able to slowly absorb the Song family's dragon energy from the Great Li Dynasty.
Therefore, it is not without reason that Song Jixin missed the throne because he was a vassal rather than an emperor.
There is God's will and destiny in the dark.
And when Zhigui met Lu Chen who came specifically to find her in Mubo Alley, Zhigui subconsciously brought out Chen Ping'an to ward off the disaster, instead of Song Jixin.
Zhigui stood there, looking at the Pearl Mountain, and remained silent for a long time.
Song Jixin walked to her side.
Zhigui told these inside stories from his heart.
If we delay it any longer, it won't make much sense, and we might turn against Song Jixin.
Unexpectedly, Song Jixin smiled and said, "I don't mind."
Wang Zhu blinked: "I don't mind either."
Song Jixin was speechless, and then there was a dull pain in his heart.
The fifth world.
The old scholar was above the sea of clouds, looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers, and said: "A poor man moves a house. Moving books is like moving mountains. Only when there are books on the shelves can you be rich."
The scholar standing aside had empty hands and no sword in his hand, because in the middle of the sky and the earth in the far distance, there was a sword light that held up the heaven and the earth.
The scholar said: "The great rivers and mountains are going to fight again."
The old scholar smiled and said: "The sage does not harm things when he deals with them. If he does not harm things, they cannot harm them either."
The scholar shook his head and said: "If a saint is like this, how many saints are there?"
The old scholar also shook his head, "Everywhere I look, there are saints. It can be seen from this that your fighting ability must be higher, but your vision and realm must be lower."
The scholar was speechless. Now there are only two of them in the world. This big statement is true. It is indeed an old scholar who does not take advantage.
These words were said by the old scholar himself, and were not slandered by the world.
The old scholar was silent for a moment, then suddenly became energetic and said, "Since I have nothing to do, why don't I tell you about my disciple who is in seclusion?"
The scholar took a deep breath and started talking about the wheelbarrow again. It was really not that he was not patient, but that no matter how patient he was, he couldn't bear the old scholar's repeated rants every now and then. He turned his head and said helplessly: "
Can you please stop talking about this?"
The old scholar lamented with regret: "What a pity in life!"
The scholar breathed a sigh of relief.
Drawing a sword is not as tiring as listening to the old scholar's ear.
The old scholar suddenly said: "I won't talk, but you will talk? This idea is very novel!"