The eldest swordsman's hut has almost no visitors all year round, but the saints of the three religions are often visited by swordsmen.
For example, Chou Miao often discussed economic strategies with Confucian sages. Those gentlemen and sages of the Confucian ritual sages and sub-sages who served as war supervisors and recorders of the Sword Qi Great Wall were no strangers to Chou Miao Sword Immortal.
In his early years, Pang Yuanji often went to discuss Buddhism with Buddhist saints and understood the great meaning of those Zen koans.
Not only Chou Miao, but Pang Yuanji, a proud man of heaven and an ordinary swordsman, is also willing to go to both ends of the city to chat with the saints. In A Liang's words, he wants to have more of the aura of immortals and Buddhas with the saints.
, In other worlds, these powerful figures are not easy to see.
Only the Taoist saint who sits at the highest point of the sky has a pure cultivation, so he has the fewest visitors. Usually the sword immortals come and go with nothing to do, wielding their swords, and asking about the customs and customs of the Qingming world.
Today, above the sea of ​​clouds, an old Taoist man placed a whisk with a whisk on his lap, brushing away the filth and clearing away the heat, and using it to humble his mind. But now only the long white jade handle of the whisk remains.
It is not only an immortal weapon, but also a natal creature.
The saints of the other two religions are in a similar bleak situation. They have created the golden river three times and helped the Great Sword Qi Wall to divide the battlefield. If they don't pay a price, they will really be regarded as useless by the great monsters on the throne in the wild world.
The old Taoist opened his eyes and looked, A Liang was coming.
The old Taoist had no choice but to cheer up.
The guy looked in a bad mood, probably because he didn't get any benefits from the boss Sword Fairy.
A Liang lay on the sea of ​​clouds and punched a small hole in the sea of ​​clouds, just enough to see the outline of the city. He then took out a handful of ordinary stones picked up from nowhere and gently dropped them one by one.
They are all different, but they all have their own particular points.
Sword Immortal Sun Juyuan, who was lying on the corridor and taking a nap, heard the sound of stones tapping on the ridge of the roof.
A female swordsman who was dressing up in the mirror also heard the sound of a stone hitting the rolling curtain.
A young swordsman from Yuhu Street who was practicing his sword in the courtyard was shocked when the tip of his sword was hit by a stone.
On the wine table in a wine shop, an old swordsman was spitting and cursing. There was an extra stone in the wine bowl, and he immediately changed from cursing to praising, smoothly and without any stagnation.
Old Taoists are not surprised by this. A hundred years ago, there were many more excessive things.
Once upon a time, there was a couple of gods and goddesses who were worth a lot of money during the spring night. However, there was a small movement on the roof and a slight ripple on the tiles. The next moment there was subtle movement elsewhere, as if someone noticed that their whereabouts were exposed and immediately escaped. The man was furious.
Dressed in clothes and barefoot, he came out with a sword in hand and jumped onto the courtyard wall. He only found a house with residual ripples. The man raised his sword and caught up. He never thought that there happened to be a Taoist couple who wanted to have sex with each other. As soon as the man went out
, when he saw the guy who had an inexplicable brain cramp, without saying a word, he first greeted the eighteenth generation of the other party's ancestors, and the two sides got into a fight.
At that time, above the sea of ​​clouds, there was a man just like he is now, sticking his butt out to watch the fun.
A Liang clapped his hands, turned them over, and smoothed the sea of ​​clouds.
The old Taoist asked a question that he had always been curious about, "A Liang, whether it is a practicing person like Pindao or a swordsman here, he is old and has little interest in worldly things other than practicing. How can you
How do you manage to be so... boring all the time?"
The more people who seek Taoism can find a path to follow, the more willing they are to devote themselves to cultivating Taoism. Not to mention that it is natural to practice the divine method without any distractions.
A Liang then fell back, lying on the sea of ​​clouds, crossing his legs, "We have worked hard to cultivate immortality, but what can we do after becoming immortal."
This is a question with a very high threshold.
You can't talk about this with ordinary Qi practitioners, and you can't talk about this with the local swordsmen here.
However, I still have some conversations with experienced Taoists about this matter.
After all, this Taoist master is the first disciple of the Great Master of Qingming World and the Lord of Baiyujing City. The Great Heavenly Lord of Xuanxuan Mountain has the same seniority as him, but his Taoist cultivation is still inferior.
The old Taoist smiled and said: "The poor Taoist's life is not long."
A Liang sat up and threw a close object, a Taoist token, to the old Taoist. Chen Pingan asked A Liang to help pass it to the old Taoist.
It is shaped like a long wooden paperweight and is very light to hold. It is painted with the sun, moon and stars, an ancient urn, and a seal engraved with a line: The marshal has an order, and he is given a ruler and cutting spirit. Follow your heart, the mountains are broken, and the urgency is like a law.
The old Taoist took the token, counted it with his fingers, nodded and said: "I understand, I should."
A Liang smiled and said: "Can you really figure it out?"
The old Taoist nodded, "I guess the meaning is clear."
A Liang then told the details in his heart, and the old Taoist remembered them one by one, "Look back, Pindao, and let Daixuanshan know."
In addition to his special skills in fortune-telling and deduction, this old Taoist immortal is also proficient in Mohist speculation and is good at Buddhist theory of enlightenment.
The old Taoist looked troubled, "Ah Liang, I have an unkind request."
A Liang smiled and said: "It's small things."
The old Taoist stood up and bowed his head respectfully. The courtesy was not small, so A Liang had no choice but to stand up and return the salute with his fists.
The old Taoist looked around, no longer deliberately focusing on the ripples of Qi above the sea of ​​clouds, and said with emotion: "After all, how many people have a real deer, but they don't know that they dream of being a fish all day long. The day has passed, and the life has also been reduced, just like a fish with less water.
What a joy it is."
The Buddhist sage smiled and said: "It's a still night, the water is cold and the fish won't eat, so why are you so happy? How can you not be happy when a full boat returns empty and full of moonlight?"
The Confucian sage nodded and said: "If you shake your clothes in the dust, you will still see the blooming branches of spring. If you stand in the mud, it will not be the same as the heart of the sky and the full moon."
A Liang pretended to understand, nodded slightly, and then racked his brains to force out a sentence, "Today or later, I will meet this beloved man."
The boss swordsman sneered: "A Liang, just save some face for the scholars."
A Liang laughed, why did the Boss Sword Immortal praise him again? Didn't he know that he was the most shameless person on the Great Sword Qi Wall?
Chou Miao Jianxian suddenly took over the power and said that during the period when Yin Guan was away from the summer palace, he, Chou Miao, would have full authority to handle all matters of Yin Guan's lineage.
All the sword cultivators in the Summer Palace have no objections. Sword Immortal Chou Miao is trustworthy. His realm, character, and methods are all outstanding. He is recognized as the second highest ranking official in the Yinguan lineage. If Chen Ping'an is not around, Chou Miao can only come.
Carry the burden.
Gu Jianlong, Wang Xinshui, Cao Gun and Scrophulariaceae, these four guys who were designated by Dong Bu as the four big losers under the Yin official throne, were inevitably a little worried.
After these years of getting along day and night, I am still used to Master Yin Guan sitting in that position. No matter how dangerous the battlefield situation is, even if Chen Ping'an doesn't speak, it can still make people feel at ease. Judging from the posture, the young Yin Guan is unlikely to return in the short term.
Summer palace.
As Chen Ping'an's direct disciple, Guo Zhujiu instead just asked Chou Miao Sword Fairy whether her master had secretly killed the Ascension Realm demon again.
Chou Miao couldn't tell clearly.
He only knows that Chen Ping, you went to the old deaf man's prison.
Chou Miao also said that he wanted to treat the guests to a drink, and he would not return until he was drunk.
In addition to Lin Junbi, who had already returned home first, and Master Yinguan, who had left his post without permission, all the sword cultivators in the Yinguan lineage went to the wine shop in Diezhang.
Deng Liang, a group of foreign sword cultivators, knew full well that the Chou Miao Sword Immortal had postponed the farewell ceremony. With the war, the number of sword cultivators in the Yinguan lineage was getting smaller and smaller, and they would only become even more busy.
It would be a luxury to even think about having a drink with the four of them to see them off.
What a coincidence.
Ning Yao, Chen Sanqiu, Yan Zhuo, Dong Huafu and Fan Dache were also drinking in the shop.
In fact, except for Dong Bu and Guo Zhujiu, the Yinguan lineage had not had much contact with the sword cultivators on that hilltop.
Seeing Dong Bu, the eldest son of the Chen family, who was talking loudly to the drinkers sitting next to him, became less romantic at all and became as reserved as a young man secretly drinking for the first time.
Dong Huafu was about to speak but stopped because he was holding back too much.
Dong Bu glanced at his younger brother who wanted to speak up. Dong Huafu had no choice but to shut up. Then he looked at Chen Sanqiu who almost hid his face in the wine bowl. For the first time, he felt guilty. Chen Sanqiu would not pay for the drink today.
Let Fan Dache settle the bill.
Mi Yu, who is sleeping soundly among the clouds, Wu Chengpei, who is sitting on the top of the city, Pang Yuanji, who is even slightly tipsy after drinking, and Chen Sanqiu, who is pushing the wall while drinking. They are all famously beautiful men on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
After the sword cultivators of the Yinguan lineage led by Chou Miao Sword Immortal took their seats, the atmosphere in the wine shop felt a little strange for a while, with a lot less noise.
Chou Miao has a great reputation. He is the youngest sword immortal in the upper five realms in the Great Sword Qi Wall. He has outstanding military exploits and has followed A Liang to travel to the hinterland of the wild world early on.
Furthermore, Luo Zhenyi and Xu Ning's group of "money-picking" sword cultivators are notoriously unsociable. On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, their status is similar to that of frontier army scouts of secular dynasties, and they are vaguely a head above ordinary sword cultivators.
But today's Yin Guan lineage is more powerful and knows more about the inside story than any other group of Yin Guan sword cultivators in the history of the Great Sword Qi Wall.
No one likes their secrets, big or small, to be written down on paper for others to read at will.
Finally, there is another key reason, which is the existence of Pang Yuanji.
After taking up the post of Yin Guan, Pang Yuanji's master, Xiao Xun chose to leave the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the most disgraceful way, and also took away the two sword immortals, Luo Shan and Zhu'an.
Xiao Min left behind a lonely Pang Yuanji, just as casually as she left the jade tablet of a hidden official.
And when Pang Yuanji went out to fight in the city, there were no dangers every time. As a first-class genius, no big demon deliberately targeted him, which made people have to think more.
To be continued...