Chapter seven hundred and twentieth can not be busy
(Sorry, sorry, the update is late. 20,000-word chapter.)
There are no big things in the Luolu Mountain. As Zhu Lian and Peixiang said, the wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful, and the wind blows the mountains and the rain brings water. It is just a pleasant thing to watch.
The reason why Luo Lo Mountain is so stable is of course not because Luo Lo Mountain is indifferent to the world, but because a grown-up adult, an elder, in different positions near and far, protects Luo Lo Mountain from the wind and rain.
For example, Mi Yu, the swordsman who has already visited the battlefield of Old Dragon City, and Cui Wei, the Yuanying sword cultivator who is rushing to the battlefield.
On the mountaintop of Luoshan, even Pei Qian, who was only slightly taller than Zhou Mili at that time, was now on the battlefield in the middle of Jinjiazhou. The person Pei Qian was chasing was Cao Ci, a ten-level martial artist who she regarded as her master's old enemy in martial arts.
Pei Qian not only pursues the level of boxing skills, but also pursues the number of enemies killed on the battlefield. Even if he can't catch up so far, there is still a big gap between him and Cao Ci. But for Pei Qian, after learning boxing, he has to do something. So now he is in danger
Half of the Golden Islands knew that around Cao Ci, in addition to the famous talented martial artist Yu Xuanfu, there was also a young female martial artist named Pei Qian who was even more talented, especially her punches were more domineering, and she was best at exchanging injuries for death.
, on the battlefield, he prefers to proactively pursue powerful enemies of the demon clan. Unfortunately, he confronts the demon clan’s earthly immortal monks, and the woman’s fists leave no intact corpses.
The Beiyue territory, which is half of the Great Li, has not yet come into contact with the demon army. However, the three consecutive golden rains are enough to frighten the hearts of all Taoists. Among them, Hongxia turned into a dragon, which was originally a natural disaster.
It is a big event, but under the current Yizhou situation, it is not so eye-catching. In addition, Wei Bo and Cui Dongshan, two people with "big Li official status", are on their respective lines to cover Hongxia.
As for the Immortal Genealogy Master and Shanze Yexiu who stayed in Beiyue to practice, they still don’t know whether this river-walking water dragon that appeared out of nowhere is actually a mountain-protecting offering secretly cultivated by the Longquan Sword Sect.
Peixiang's Fox Kingdom moved to Luolu Mountain because it was located in the Lotus Root Blessed Land, and Xu Hun of Qingfeng City had to rely on his military exploits at Old Dragon City to repay the fate of Da Li's Ascension Platform, so even though the Xu family's wife in Qingfeng City had some
Guess, there is nothing to do for a while, and they can only tremble and wait for retribution. The city lord Xu Hun gives the impression to outsiders that he is dedicated to cultivation and is not familiar with common affairs, which makes the power fall into the hands of women. But of course Pei Xiang and shopkeeper Yan are well aware that Qingfeng City
The real backbone and person in power behind the scenes has always been Xu Hun, who "has the final word on every big event".
Another example is the old master Zhongqiu who wants to visit the Fengxue Temple. Both of them died once in the Sui Dynasty. Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang both had the status of Dali frontier army and officialdom. In the Dali Dynasty, outsiders earned
In addition to military exploits, there are only greater military exploits in an official position. Lien Guan Yiran, Liu Xunmei, a son of a wealthy family who was born in Yichi Lane and Chier Street, and Zizi brothers, were all killed from the dead, even if they were supervisors
Official Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding's descendants with the Shangzhuguo surname also first obtained imperial examinations, and then were thrown into the local officialdom by their families. As the first choice of officialdom, the family might be able to operate, but in
After that, whether you can be promoted or whether you can achieve success all depends on the rules of Dali's work.
Before Cui Dongshan went down the mountain, he gave some guidance on Cao Qinglang's practice. Cao Qinglang's breaking through the realm was neither slow nor fast. It was not too slow. It was compared to the general genealogy masters directly transmitted from the ancestral hall with the prefix Zong, which was not fast.
, compared to Lin Shouyi and others.
This is very good. As long as you have enough qualifications to practice mountain climbing, it doesn't need to be too scary. Geniuses often die young, so they can be number one. If they turned to swordsmanship at that time, they could become famous all because they were too safe in their previous studies.
Nowadays, every time Sister Cen, who even Xiaomi Li thinks is cute and silly, comes home, there are rumors of people urging her to get married, especially Cen Yuanji, her mother, who has spoken to her daughter in private several times, and the woman can't stand it.
My eyes couldn't help but turn red. She was indeed my girl. She was so pretty, and her family was relatively well-off. She didn't have to worry about getting married, so how could she become a big girl? Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people coming to propose marriage.
The reading seeds she likes can only become other people's sons-in-law.
Cui Dongshan sat on the bench at the entrance of the mountain, listening to Cao Qinglang's eloquent talk about his childhood. Cui Dongshan sighed. His husband had not returned from this long trip, and he had missed a lot of interesting things.
Cao Qinglang studied diligently in Ouhua Blessed Land, and was cultivated by Master Zhong. He was assisted by Lu Di. Later, he traveled around the world with Zhong Qiu for many years. He was successful in learning, spoke well, and was gentle and elegant. Cao Qinglang's only regret was that
It's my own crowning ceremony, and my husband is not here.
Before Cui Dongshan left, he was both happy and worried. What he was happy about was the child Cao Qinglang. The troublesome thing was more difficult to explain. He was the second best left and right.
The happy thing is that it is rare for Cao Qinglang's words not to sound like his own Luo Luo Shan. After all, this trend cannot last forever. Otherwise, the former husband was a little guilty. At most, he insisted on Luo Lao Shan's custom. He, the owner of the mountain, did not dare to take all the credit. Other things such as
Cui Dongshan, Zhu Lian, and Zheng Dafeng all have great achievements. Now that Mr. Lu has traveled far away for many years, if the younger generation of Luopo Mountain, under the nose of Cui Dongshan, behaves more and more like Mr., then as a student, he will
I really jumped into the jade liquid, embroidered flowers and flushed the three rivers. I couldn't even wash away my grievances.
"Junior brother, which one do you think is prettier, Cen Yuanji or that girl Yuanbao? Tell me, we are not talking about people behind their backs. Little senior brother, I am not someone who likes to gossip and cause trouble. We are brothers.
If you don’t tell me about our heart-to-heart chat, it means that junior brother has something going on in his heart, and then senior brother will be openly suspicious."
"Miss Cen has a better appearance. She is focused on practicing boxing, whether there are people around or not. It is not easy. Miss Yuanbao has a tough temperament and is extremely persistent in what she believes in. They are both good girls. But senior brother, we have agreed in advance.
I'm just speaking from my heart, don't think too much about it. I think Miss Cen seems to be more than diligent in learning boxing, but a little deficient in dexterity. Maybe she needs to have a big ambition in her heart, and it will be better to practice boxing. What about a female martial artist?
, so what if she is more disadvantaged than that cultivator, but she wants to make all the male masters bow down and admit defeat after throwing punches. And Miss Yuan is smart and smart. If Mr. Lu can properly teach her to be generous and have a little more empathy, she will be better
Okay. Senior brother, this is all my simple knowledge, just forget it."
"That's it?"
"otherwise?"
"Who does Miss Yuanbao like? Isn't it clear?"
"How can you know this kind of thing? Besides, it's hard to speculate on it."
Cui Dongshan doesn’t have much to say.
Yuan Bao likes Cao Qinglang, just like Yuan Lai likes Cen Yuanji.
My elder sister is full of charlatanism and has a sharp edge, but she secretly loves a scholar whom she doesn't often meet, making women reluctant to like him too much.
Why did Yuan Bao actually do so many seemingly unruly things and make shocking remarks? Since he was too embarrassed to speak to him face to face, he had to let the man listen to many of his words.
My younger brother likes to read the books of sages, and he likes to be a scholar even more. He even secretly hid a few books on imperial examinations, but he likes Cen Yuanji, who is obsessed with martial arts. He likes Luopo Mountain as if there are two bright moons.
The wheel is on the mountain, and the wheel is in the heart.
Cui Dongshan thinks that he is too smart and ruthless, and is good at dealing with many "bad things" and resolving accidents. Therefore, he does not dare to touch these good things, for fear that they will be too powerful and will be broken and difficult to be restored.
After all, the human heart is not like the moon in the water, the moon will always come and the water will always be there. People are easy to get old and the heart is easy to change, but no matter how young the human heart is, it is difficult.
It doesn't matter, just leave it for Mr.
As long as Mr. returns home this time, it will be less difficult to go out and return. Luopo Mountain will have hundreds of thousands of years of good times. If it is passed down from generation to generation, there will be more and more chairs in the ancestral hall. Luopo Mountain and
People will come and go everywhere at the top of the vassal mountain, and disciples will pass it on again and again. The landscape genealogy book in Luolu Mountain will become thicker and thicker, and then piled up into boxes, even the gentleman who likes to remember everyone and everything.
, they will not be able to take care of them, and they will definitely see some young faces that Mr. Lian cannot recognize or whose names they do not know when he goes out one day.
In his early years, Chen Lingjun, who devoted himself to practicing Taoism only for the sake of "two fists", will become one of the guardians of the mountain in the minds of young people in Luoluoshan in the future.
I lingered at the gate at the foot of Piyun Mountain and was rejected in the end. I almost shed tears when I returned to Luolu Mountain in despair.
In the early years, Shuijiao Hongxia, who did not even dare to come to Luopo Mountain, will become an unattainable "yellow-shirted fairy" in the eyes of future Luopo Mountain disciples. They feel that their ancestor, Hongxia, is really a master of water magic.
It may even be that Nuan Shu will no longer have the opportunity to do those little things every day. Maybe even a handful of melon seeds in the pocket of millet grains will become an existence in the heart of the Luopo Mountain monks that is more valuable than Guyu money.
There will definitely be a day in the future when every disciple of the Luolu Mountain will talk about the invincible boxing skills and the best swordsmanship of their founder, admire their friendship with the master Chen Laoshan all over the world, which ancestor they are close friends with, and who they have with such and such a sect.
The sect leader is that brother... When the young people in the future go to the mountains to travel, or travel around the rivers and lakes, they will probably like to chat with their friends about when, where and what feats my ancestor did...
Then the rules and principles established by the young mountain master of Luopo Mountain will become more and more numerous and bigger.
And Cui Dongshan wants to ensure that these future events become a definite thread. The mountains stretch and the rivers spread, and the mountains and rivers have roads. The descendants of the mountains and rivers in future generations just walk on the road. It is better who can stand out. But in this process,
There will definitely be all kinds of mistakes, all kinds of separation of people's hearts and many small and big bad things. They all need someone to preach, someone to protect the way, someone to correct mistakes and someone to correct them. By no means can the teacher do everything by himself.
Therefore, the reason Cui Han gave Cui Dongshan and the reason why he persuaded Cui Dongshan not to act out of emotion has nothing to do with outsiders. It is just a matter of Cui Chan and Cui Dongshan.
If you think you are Cui Dongshan and no longer Cui Zhang, it doesn't matter. Then I, Cui Zhang, have made the Great Li Dynasty and Aquarius Continent a big "one". Then you, Cui Dongshan, will make Luopo Mountain the next one in the world.
The great "one".
Let's ask ourselves, if Cui Chan lives more than a hundred years longer than Cui Dongshan, and I give you at least another hundred years, come and compete with me, whose "one" is bigger and more indestructible.
Every time Cui Dongshan thought about this, he wanted to curse loudly, but every time he only cursed an old bastard, he couldn't curse more.
That Mi Jianxian is so upset, how can he compete with me?! You still want me to take you to the Yuye River Water God's Mansion to relieve your boredom. Mi Jianxian, go and dream! I'm jealous of you.
After all, there is a difference between closeness and distance. Cui Dongshan thinks that he still cares about Mi Jianxian. After all, he will be the leader in the future. However, Cui Dongshan is not too polite to some newcomers who do not think highly of him.
, I hold my nose and recognize you as half of my family. Being too polite will only make you angry.
For example, the square-inch object that Peixiang, the leader of the Fox Kingdom, had an inscription on for Zhu Lian, has secretly become Cui Dongshan's possession. Cui Dongshan liked the phrase "sincerely for a few years" very much, so he gave it to him, which he didn't like long ago.
Giving a close-by object to Sister Peixiang is not only a fair transaction between you and me, but also a small return gift from Luoluoshan. I have obtained a close-by object that not all monks in the upper five realms may have, so that I am already used to seeing gods.
The Lord of Qian's Fox Kingdom seems to be in a dream.
One day when the old cook was cooking in the kitchen, Cui Dongshan leaned against the door of the house, smiled and took out the inkstone, breathed gently, and showed it off to Zhu Lian.
Zhu Lian glanced at it and asked with a smile, "How much does it cost, sincerely?" Cui Dongshan smiled and said that it can be as much as possible, and it has to be exchanged for something close at hand. Of course, it is not just money and wealth. Sister Peixiang has a high position, so of course she also needs
For the sake of the Fox Country, old cook, please don't be sad, otherwise you will hurt Sister Peixiang even more.
Zhu Lian smiled and said that it was unexpected. He looked calm and sincere. Cui Dongshan asked what if Peixiang took the initiative to apologize to you. Zhu Lian said that he had his own means to help her feel relieved, otherwise he would still have to apologize.
What could he do? Cui Dongshan admired the old cook more and more. He was really an old cook who couldn't get enough oil and salt. He couldn't be described as someone who cultivated his mind well, but as someone who cultivated his mind.
At the mountain gate, Cui Dongshan asked Mr. Lu some trivial things about his time in the Lotus Flower Land. The more detailed, the better. It would not make the thoughtful Cao Qinglang suspicious, and there were one or two trivial things.
, of course, it is difficult to reveal the true nature of a person with a few words of gossip, but as long as there are too many, it can show his true heart better than major feats. What's more, Lu Ti is more sincere on Cao Qinglang's side, so Cui Dongshan is far away from the "real heart"
"Lu Li", you can get closer and closer.
Once Zou Zi feels that the time is right and really takes action, Liu Cai, one of the ten young swordsmen in the world, and the innate restraint of two sword-raising gourds and two natal flying swords are not only a means to suppress Mr. Victory, but also
It's even more of a blind trick. Asking about swords is not just about swords. The gentleman has long thought about things. In the future, he will even use Zhengyang Mountain to practice his skills. Asking this person's heart is like a sword. Then a single person can surpass the entire "Speaking of the Lu Family"
How could you not know about the "Chat Tian Zou" on the Internet?
At that time, that Zou Zi will definitely make it extremely difficult for Lu Tai in the past, and he will become the swordsman Liu Cai in Zou Zi's mind. In the end, it will make the husband even more uncomfortable. All the sincere thoughts, past grievances, and good things of both sides in the past,
It will be another natal flying sword that Zou Zi forged for Lu Ti. It is Liu Cai’s most powerful sword. The most troublesome part is that Zou Zi’s idea of killing one by one does not necessarily mean that he really wants to force Liu Cai to kill.
Sir, it may be because of what the Taoist heart refers to. The so-called body, death and Taoist elimination on the mountain seem to be a matter of one person and one family, but in fact it is often the matter of two neighboring families. All it takes is to separate the body and mind.
Cui Dongshan was rarely so afraid of someone.
A guy who dares to use Shi Rou as a dojo to compete with Lu Chen in mental arithmetic, "Lu Chen, you are bored, I will relieve your boredom." Such a fearful person is definitely better than someone who can only use a few red threads and move a continent of swords to sharpen the road.
Mother-in-law, you are tens of millions of times stronger.
It's just that such a big deal should not be mentioned by junior brother Cao Qinglang. After all, Cao Qinglang is too young and lacks a few real trials.
However, even if he just "chatted" with Cao Qinglang, Cui Dongshan's mood improved a bit. Within the same cultural background, there is a successor, and it seems that he is worthy of a big job. This is one or two levels higher than anyone on Luolu Mountain, or
Whoever can reach the next mountain top in the future is more worthy of Cui Dongshan's expectations.
The little junior brother beside me seems to be getting smaller and smaller every year. The slightly thin young man in green shirt in his hometown back then is now a young Confucian scholar with a beautiful face.
The direct descendants of the Literary Saints, except for Jun Qian, including Mr., actually have good luck with women, quite good.
When it comes to Cao Qinglang, even Cui Dongshan is not sure. After all, no matter how good the relationship is with a woman, she still needs to be enlightened, right? Otherwise, follow the tricks of those around, even if Yue Lao comes to visit diligently and breaks your red line again and again,
Or they pull the red string and run hard towards their brothers and sisters, feeling quite proud of themselves and thinking that they understand everything. What can the teachers and brothers on the side do?
The chat between Cui Dongshan and Cao Qinglang was actually a temporary farewell to Luo Luoshan.
When a group of white clouds are traveling far away in the wind, I can't help but look back at the beautiful mountains and clear waters.
After walking away and looking at it a few more times, I really couldn’t help but go back and eat more melon seeds.
I can rest assured that I have an old cook and manager on my mountain who will live long. I also have brother Xianyang outside the mountain, so I can rest assured.
What really reassured Cui Dongshan about Liu Xianyang was not the golden elixir sword cultivation realm achieved through sword practice in his dream, but the phrase "Can you take a look at Liu Cai from a distance?"
So what after seeing it? Of course Liu Xianyang wanted to kill someone in his dream! Liu Xianyang did not ask about the cause and effect at all, let alone the price to be paid. Even as a Confucian scholar who had read the books of sages, Liu Xianyang had to put it aside first.
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Some life-and-death events that are about to end in hell will make people wiser after experiencing them once and experiencing great suffering.
Liu Xianyang had already done it once for a friend in his hometown. Now when he encounters other things with the same friend, he is still so unwise.
Cui Dongshan is sure that his husband, Chen Ping'an, still thinks Liu Xianyang is much smarter than him even now. Maybe he has thought so all his life.
That's why Cui Dongshan temporarily borrowed a dog's guts from the Zuo Guardian of Qilong Lane and secretly arranged for Liu Xianyang to follow Chen Confucian Chen on the Sword Qi Great Wall at the risk of being scolded by his husband.
Cui Dongshan, as a little "immortal" who hides and sneaks, of course can do many things, but he may never be able to be as righteous and justified as Liu Xianyang. Especially he cannot be like Liu Xianyang, who thinks that I do things from his heart.
, does Chen Ping'an's words work? It will be fine if he just listens.
"If my words don't work with Chen Pingan, I will not be Liu Xianyang, and Chen Pingan will not be Chen Pingan."
Even Cui Dongshan had to admit that Liu Xianyang's unspoken words were very arrogant.
Liu Xianyang like that is worthy of any good girl in the world.
Cui Dongshan did not go to the capital of Dali or Laolongcheng, but to a place in Dayue that was not under the control of Wei Bao. There were still some things to deal with at Zhenwu Mountain, which had something to do with Old Man Yang, so he had to be careful.
Turning over the old almanac, those ancient gods who were once aloof were actually standing on the same mountain tops. If they were monolithic, otherwise there would be no such thing as human mountain climbing. But the biggest thing in common is the ruthless nature of heaven. Ruan Xiu and Li Liu have changed extremely in this life.
Big, it was Old Man Yang who did it intentionally. Otherwise, let’s just talk about Li Liu, who has been reincarnated many times. Why did he remain true to his Taoist intention after being reincarnated again and again?
Cui Dongshan yawned, and at the junction of the two mountains, he suddenly turned upside down from the position of Fu Shui with his face facing the sky and his back to the ground, and glanced towards the world.
The big and small night wandering gods of the Chenghuang Temple in Beiyue are probably the most "grateful" beings to their Wei Dashan Lord.
On Piyun Mountain, Wei Bo, who had nothing to do for the time being, was in a small bamboo forest.
The few remaining bamboos not only come from the Bamboo Sea Cave, but to be precise, they are actually from the Qingshen Mountain where the mountain god’s temple is located. They are extremely rare. A Liang was responsible for the disaster back then, so he tolerated it. In fact, every time I go to Luoluo Mountain Bamboo Tower
Over there, Wei Bo's mood was more complicated. He felt distressed if he looked at her one more time, but he couldn't help but couldn't help but look at him once more.
Nowadays, the bamboo forest is in a shabby state, and some are in decline. Wei Bo sighed, he can just hold on to the night party, but the bamboo must be taken care of with a strong heart.
I found Cui Dongshan earlier and asked the young man in white if he had a relationship with Zhuhai Cave Heaven, and if he could buy a few more ancestral bamboos of the same grade to get close to the branches. He could sell the iron at a high price on his side of Piyun Mountain. Cui Dongshan looked weird at the time.
I am willing to bite the bullet and risk half my life to open this mouth for the tiger, because I am afraid that I will be beaten to death by Mrs. Qingshenshan, and even Piyun Mountain will be directly included in the list of Qingshan Temple.
"First Class Guest" on board.
Wei Bo had no choice but to give up.
However, he pinned his hopes on Chen Pingan. Anyway, whether dealing with women or communicating with seniors, this young mountain master of Luoluo Mountain is really good at it.
The incense stickman at Zhouchenghuang Temple who came to the Luolu Mountain Dianmao on time was secretly awarded by Zhou Mili to a minor official who was temporarily out of the ordinary. He was the right guardian of Qilongxiang, the one Zhou Mili had resigned from. He also confessed to him that he had the last word.
Whether it succeeds or not depends on what Pei Qian wants. At present, you are only temporarily holding the position. The little guy was so happy that he almost didn't go home to play gongs and drums.
The little incense burner returned to Yizhou City God's Pavilion at that time. He was probably wearing an official hat and his waist was stiff. The little guy had a loud voice. He stood on the edge of the incense burner, put his hands on his hips, raised his head towards the golden statue, and mouthed "
"Speak with more respect to me from now on", "Why don't you hurry up and put more ashes in the stove", "If I'm hungry, I'll go to Luopo Mountain to sue you. I'm covered by someone on the mountain now, so I can't do it here."
"Liu Ye has his own place to stay"...
The City God, who ranked first among all the City Gods in Longzhou, replied with a smile, "What a great official authority."
The little guy lost a little courage and imitated the right protector with his arms folded across his chest. Just as he was about to say a few heroic words, he slapped the City God and knocked him out of the City God's Pavilion. He felt that he couldn't lose face, so he simply ran away from home and sought refuge.
Half a day at Luo Po Mountain. The right guardian of Qilong Lane met the right guardian of Luo Po Mountain. He only regretted that he was too small to carry the pole and bamboo stick for Mr. Zhou. However, Chen Nuanshu heard that the little guy complained about the many things wrong with the City God.
He then tried to persuade him, saying that you and Mr. Cheng Huang had shared weal and woe for so many years in Mantou Mountain. Now that your master has finally been promoted to a high official, you can be regarded as half a face figure in Cheng Huang Pavilion.
But you can’t be angry with the City God all the time, lest the other big and small City God’s temples and Man Mo Temple laugh. Finally, Nuan Shu said with a smile, of course our right guardian of Qilongxiang is not ignorant, we have always been very thorough in doing things, and we have etiquette.
Xiao Mi Li nodded vigorously and gently placed it on the incense man's head, saying that those of us who have been and are currently serving as the right guardians of Qilong Lane are all very smart.
The little incense man was stunned for a moment, then thought about it, and finally became very happy. The little guy at the bottom of the steps jumped away from the stone table, and went down the mountain happily to go home.
Liu Xianyang walked alone by the Longxu River tonight until he reached the Tiefu River. On the other side was the Water God Temple of Yang Hua, the god of river water. Liu Xianyang turned around.
Before leaving Nan Posu Island, the old gentleman said goodbye to him on the rock cliff. He told Liu Xianyang something and then let him choose.
Liu Xianyang raised his wrist and smiled bitterly. Without any hesitation, he bowed and saluted, and Liu Xianyang begged the old gentleman to help cut off the red thread.
Chen Chun'an smiled and twisted the red thread with two fingers, reminding Liu Xianyang, "Be more careful when you go back to your hometown. The people behind this must not be simple."
Liu Xianyang sighed and rubbed his cheeks vigorously. The strange existence of the swordsman Liu Cai was really worrying. But when he thought of the girl with a credit card, he felt a little excited again. He immediately ran to the water and squatted down and "looked in the mirror"
"Fuck, there are several handsome guys who can't compare to Chen Ping'an. Miss Qiangyue, you are so lucky.
Beiju Luzhou.
Zhou Mi, the headmaster of Yufu Academy, was waiting for two replies. He couldn't go to Aquarius Island to relax for the time being, so he had to take a walk to Lion Peak. He drank with two old and new friends, the Peak Master and the martial artist Li Er.
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In fact, Zhou Mi visited Lion Peak not long ago. At that time, there was a young Confucian scholar who claimed to be from Cliff Academy. When he met Zhou Mi, the young man was reading on the mountain. He seemed to be someone who would not treat him badly. He had a pair of bowls, chopsticks and a pot.
There were several plates of wine to go with the food. The man named Li Huai thought Zhou Mi was a monk from Lion Peak. He had no stage fright and was very enthusiastic. He forced Zhou Mi to drink with him and gave him the remaining half bottle of wine on the table.
The "Zhou Da Shen Xian" who calls himself Zhou, said that in his hometown, when dealing with food that goes with wine, no matter whether it is salted peanuts or something else, using chopsticks is a "failure to reach the level of friendship". As long as Zhou Shen Xian doesn't mind, then don't do it.
He was very particular about it and said that he had a sister who was practicing cultivation in the mountains and that she would take care of her a little after I had troubled Immortal Zhou. The young man raised the wine bowl and said that he would pick up one first.
Zhou Mixiao asked, "Has your son returned to Aquarius Continent?"
Li Er smiled and nodded, saying, "You can't always travel far away. My son is a scholar."
Li Er and his wife still feel that the best thing they can do is their son Li Huai's status as a scholar.
As for daughter Li Liu, in Li
Second, of course, she has been a very good and sensible girl since she was little, and she is still the same now.
The peak master smiled awkwardly. It wasn't that Li Huai was ignorant, but that he was too sensible. For the sake of his sister's immortal fate on the mountain, he was willing to say all kinds of disgusting things. Now that there is no such custom on Lion Peak, and Lao Yuan
Outside the mountain, Ying was used to flattery at the wine table, so it wasn't that the old monk couldn't handle those flatterers, but the boy said, "My sister is clumsy and has a good heart. She must be so lucky to be able to be here."
"This Lion Peak is a Taoist." The one on the right said, "If my sister accidentally does something bad with good intentions, the old master of the peak will look like an old god who has read poetry and books. Please be more considerate and give him a few words to set the rules. That's fine."
"" Old Yuanying could only laugh and didn't dare to say a word. Do you dare to answer the question? How dare you.
The founder of Lion Peak was not the "handmaid" of the golden elixir immortal Wei Taizhen in Li Huai's eyes. Instead, he treated a Lushuikeng Ascension Realm great demon as her maid and commanded her at will.
After drinking with Li Er and the others, Zhou Mi went to the viewing pavilion with a wide view alone and sighed softly.
"Sir, if there are things that can be done or not done in the world, let's do it first and then talk about it. If you feel that it is too far away, sir, the student will do it for you and be responsible for the canonization ceremony. But don't forget to send the student the imperial edict of the Confucian Temple made of cyan material."
Since he has the same name and surname as a certain throne demon, this Confucian saint, who considers himself to have a very good temper, wrote letters to the Confucian Temple in a precise manner. Just the end of the letter to his husband is almost disrespectful.
"If the teacher can't even do this, the student will have to return the sage teachings taught by the teacher to the teacher. Not only that, he will also resign from the position of mountain chief. The Confucian scholar Zhou Mi will go to meet Zhou Mi, the literary scholar in the barbaric world.
, anyway, only one of the two will be left in the end.”
Over at the Thunder God's House in Baby Mountain, the two foreign men finally left.
The man named Chen Lingjun did not bow his head to admit his mistakes until the end. He still had the posture of "you admit your mistakes first and correct them, and I will apologize later." The reason why Lei Shen Mansion released him was because Longting Marquis Li Yuan sent a second secret letter.
Just one sentence, don't be shameless. If my good brother eats one more prison meal in your house, I will turn your Leishen Mansion into a water prison!
It's just that Chen Lingjun was kept in the dark at the moment, so he just made a silent wish in his heart, praying for his blessing and safety, and it finally came true.
A lifetime of fame was ruined in the Thunder God's Mansion.
But I finally don’t have to eat the prison meal with fear every day. Otherwise, if it tastes a little bit meaty one day, Chen Lingjun will feel like it’s a bowl of decapitated rice. Then he turns to look at his friend wolfing it down, feeling sad and feeling that he has been implicated.
Got this good brother.
Fortunately, the sky is brighter now. The old gods at the Thunder God's House in Baby Mountain, instead of caring about the loss of the word "God's House" with me, a large group of them gathered in groups and greeted me in a friendly manner.
Sent down the mountain.
Chen Lingjun secretly left all the fairy money he had in the prison, leaving only a few gold leaves and silver ingots to ensure that he and his good buddies would not have to worry about food and drink. Lei Shenzhai was not particular about things, but he, Chen Lingjun, was still particular about people.
After going down the mountain, Chen Lingjun inevitably felt a little depressed.
The young coachman said: "The godly master of Lei Shen's house doesn't admit his mistake. If we two don't admit our mistake, we can treat it as even."
Chen Lingjun looked back at the Baby Mountain from a distance, "We are all considered gods. Is it so difficult to admit a mistake and correct it?"
The young coachman smiled and said: "Gods have more face, but ordinary people have more face. Brother, brother, you are such a fool, you can't even understand this."
Chen Lingjun laughed and lowered his voice: "Screw you."
The young coachman said: "Go and have a good drink, don't worry about it. Remember to pick the expensive ones, live frugally, and search and search. That's not our style."
In a seaside city, Chen Lingjun found a restaurant and ordered a large table of food and drinks. Chen Lingjun and his good brothers who shared weal and woe drank together and got drunk together. The two brothers had to use alcohol to counteract their bad luck.
The young man who was born as a coachman was named Bai Mang, and his name was a bit strange. One time, Chen Lingjun got drunk in a wine shop, so he said that the name was not very festive. He promised his friends that when we returned to our hometown together, he would ask my master to help him.
You pick a name. Chen Lingjun stood on the bench at that time, raised his thumb and said, my master picks a name, this!
Although he is a young handlebar type, he is a solid martial artist of the Three Realms, who is used to the world of martial arts.
When Chen Lingjun makes friends, he doesn't care about realm. What's more, in his hometown, realm is a thing that is really boring if you don't take it seriously.
The world is vast, and congeniality is the greatest.
Today I was having a drink with a good friend in a restaurant. I ordered a large table of signature dishes. Bai Busian said something polite and said that it was rare to have nothing to do today and that it was the best time to drink good wine.
What is good wine? Expensive wine. Chen Lingjun likes it very much. This is the best thing about Bai Mangan. He is never pretentious. Bai Mangan has that "brother eating and drinking with you every day. Is it taking advantage? It's impossible. He treats you as a child."
"My long-lost brother" revealed his true feelings. Chen Lingjun liked his brother Li Yuan from the bottom of his heart. The only flaw was that he lacked this heroic spirit.
Today, Chen Lingjun was drunk again, but it was rare that he didn't drag Bai Mangyang along with him to brag. Instead, he felt a little sad, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "I used to like to hear good things, and I couldn't hear even a few bad words. Later.
When I met the master, he told me that I would listen to both good and bad words, so don’t take them too seriously. Besides, if you say ten good words, you will be killed by just one bad word. So every time I hear a good word from someone, I will save nine.
OK, when you have saved up enough good words, you can wait for the bad words to come to your door, and you won’t be sad at all.”
The young coachman shook his head and said, "Brother Lingjun, there are few people in the world who are so shrewd in settling accounts and know how to make up for their own problems. They all like to choose only the good-sounding things. Otherwise, they will be rich and have no time, and they will only choose the ugly ones when they are full.
.”
Chen Lingjun smiled and said, "You're talking about me."
The young coachman smiled and said, "I'm talking about myself too. We two brothers encourage each other. At least we understand the truth. Whether we can do it or not, we'll talk about it after drinking. Why are you standing there in a daze? I'm afraid that I'll drink and make you poor. Let me mention one thing first.
, you follow one!"
Chen Lingjun quickly drank a bowl with Bai Mang.
Chen Lingjun couldn't help but sigh again. He was in a strange mood today. Chen Lingjun thought of the old man from Huanghu Mountain for no reason and said, "It's in vain. When you visit my house from now on, I want to introduce you to a friend named Jia."
He is an old Taoist priest who talks humorously and has a good drinking capacity. He is the most chatty with me in my hometown."
Bai Man smiled and said: "Fake? Real, fake, fake? Fake, right?"
Chen Lingjun chuckled and said, "You are uneducated. But as a person in the world, it is not shameful to know a few people. But you have to mention one."
Na Bai hurriedly drank a bowl of wine and continued to fill the bowl. The mouth of the bowl was not big, so there was not much wine in it, so he had to make up for it by the number of bowls. Anyway, my brother is not a stingy person. Those who are involved in the world are called noodles.
!
The two of them walked out of the restaurant drunk together. Chen Lingjun weighed his money bag and said bitterly: "It's in vain, we brothers don't seem to have enough drinks like this."
Bai Man smiled and nodded, "Yes, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever."
Chen Lingjun let out a wine burp. He was still dressed like a bamboo box on his back and a hiking stick in his hand. He wanted to follow the words of his good brother and scold him for not being able to speak well, but when he thought about it, he would actually walk across the river.
This sentence is so sad that it cannot be refuted. After all, walking across the river is not only doomed to be difficult, but also has too many surprises. The white man is only a martial artist in the third realm, and he may not be able to keep up with his speed in walking across the river. Besides,
It's even more unstable. What if the Thunder God's House blocks the road again?
Bai Bian turned his head and looked at Chen Lingjun, who was bowing his head in silence, smiled, and slapped Chen Lingjun on the back of the head, causing the latter to stagger.
Chen Lingjun scratched his head and said, "Well."
Bai hurriedly patted his belly and said with a smile: "Wine can make you full, so take it if it's empty."
Chen Lingjun hesitated for a long time and said: "Brother, we may really have to separate. I have to do something and I can't delay it. If I can do it, I will come back to play with you, have a good drink, and drink the most expensive Xianjia wine!
"
Chen Lingjun saw Bai Mangan just looking at him with a smile, and was stunned, "Why, you have been locked up for too long, and you can treat me like a bitch? Bai Mangan, don't be like this, then I will give you all the gold leaves, and I will give you the silver ingots
Keep it? Then I don’t care where you go.”
Bai Mangan laughed loudly, "No, no, no need to worry about eating and drinking with my good brothers. It's the people of the world who do the things of the world..."
Chen Lingjun had already taken off his bookcase and walked in a quiet place. He opened the bamboo box and took out a pack of the remaining gold leaves and gave it to Bai Bian. Seeing that his good brother did not move, Chen Lingjun complained that he was hurrying and not doing things in a grand manner. How could he be treated like me?
good brother.
Bai Busian hesitated for a moment.
Chen Lingjun threw it to him gently. After Bai Mangan caught it, Chen Lingjun held the hiking stick in his arms, cupped his fists and said: "Bai Mangan, let's say goodbye. If you are willing, go to the Water Dragon Sect and wait for me. As long as I can come back,
I will definitely look for you and take you to Aquarius Island for fun. I am not bragging. I am very familiar with the place there. I drink for free wherever I go! When we get there, we brothers will continue
Enjoy delicious food and drink every meal..."
Bai Man smiled and said, "Then I'll go to Chunlu Garden and wait for you."
Chen Lingjun thought for a while, he still didn't know who was waiting for him, but it was inconvenient to say more, so he agreed and agreed to meet at Chunlu Garden.
Chen Lingjun strode away.
Bai hurriedly collected a bag of gold leaves and put it in his sleeve. He leaned against the alley wall and watched the figure gradually go away.
Indeed, we still don’t know who is waiting.
I was so busy waiting until something happened.
Just like the old Taoist Jia Sheng, just return this skin.
It's just that he is slightly different from Jia Sheng. The confused Jia Sheng at that time was all him taking a nap, but occasionally he was not all Jia Sheng. From time to time, he still had to take a look at the Lizhu Cave of the past.
As for the skin that I am wearing now, I am just a passer-by. When the guest leaves one day, the host will not remember that there is a guest at the door. If the guest comes uninvited and comes to the door without permission, of course he will have to give a gift. What about traveling far away?
It is certainly not difficult to cultivate one's body, body, and immortality, but it's just that ordinary people suddenly become wealthy, but their state of mind remains low. In the long run, it may not be a good thing. Giving some worldly gold and silver, so white, can extend your life.
Years of physical fitness in the Three Realms made the coachman feel like he was sleepwalking. He just returned to his hometown and found an inexplicable small fortune and settled down. That was enough.
Flowers in a hairpin can be seen in the mist. It is really hard to find flowers in the mist.
Is it possible that we really want to end up smiling?
Bai Mang suddenly laughed and raised his hand to perform a gesture.
Sword tactics are Tao tactics.
The sword of the flying sword, the way of Taoism.
When the sword is drawn out, the avenue moves.
The long river of time seems to be flowing backwards.
As soon as he took the bag of gold leaves, Chen Lingjun turned around.
Bai Mian smiled and said: "Chen Lingjun, you did come here to slay the dragon. When you arrived at the Lizhu Cave Sky Site, you could kill two birds with one stone and save yourself the trouble. You could slay the remnant of the real dragon first, then run a few steps further, and then stop at the Jidu estuary.
, I will behead you, Chen Lingjun, just as a small reward for Lu Chen’s mistake on my part.”
After hearing this, "Chen Lingjun" turned around and gave Bai Mian a thumbs up. He is indeed a good brother, and he speaks with the same moral integrity!
Without drinking, I would be the worst offender on Luopo Mountain. After drinking, I would be the biggest in the world, not to mention Luopo Mountain, but also the entire Beiyue realm.
Then Chen Lingjun jumped up, slapped the young man on the head, and scolded with a smile: "You didn't crack melon seeds, did you? Look how drunk you are. Is the head of a good brother used to beheaded? The same thing that beheaded your uncle, you
I still can’t afford to buy a sword, but if I give you a sword, I won’t be able to slay the sky.”
Bai Man laughed heartily and made another secret in his sleeves.
He was still standing where he was, but Chen Lingjun had disappeared around the corner of the street.
A head suddenly popped out and shouted: "It's all in vain, I'll help you change your name in the future. It's all in vain, it's not festive enough!"
Bai Mangan, or Jia Sheng, or the preacher of the Lord of Baidi City, the most famous dragon-slayer in the past, smiled and waved to Chen Lingjun.
In the high building of the feudal lord's residence,
Today, Song Mu left the meeting hall where the generals and immortal masters gathered, and personally took Mr. Fan, the distinguished guest from afar, to climb up and watch the battlefield from afar.
The emperor's uncle Song Changjing's words made him truly transform from Song Jixin in Muping Lane to Song Mu, the king of the Great Li vassal.
If you spend your whole life studying hard, you may not necessarily become a sage in the Confucian Temple. If you go mountain climbing to practice Taoism, you may not necessarily become an immortal. But you are the king of the Great Li vassal. You don’t have to worry about whether you are Song He or Song in the Song family tree.
Mu, as long as you can know and employ people, you will be Song Jixin, who has far more power than any academy mountain leader or mountain immortal. The entire continent, mountains and rivers, and half of the country are in your hands, Song Jixin, waiting for you to strategize.
The sages in the academy reason, others just listen. Gods control mountains and rivers? Just take a look for yourself. As for the thoughts of some women around you, do you need to deliberately understand them? Do you need to feel sorry for yourself? You should let her take the initiative to guess the songs around you.
What is in my heart.
Song Mu exhaled softly.
Outside Laolong City, there is a small Aquarius Island, where many monks who have come out of the mountain have used magic and magical powers. Even Mr. Fan, the old monk who had hunted down A Liang, was secretly frightened.
In the sea, Zhigui first appeared as a true dragon, arbitrarily strangling the monster army in the wild world. He also controlled a wave of tide out of thin air and crashed into the water magic power of the great demon Fei Fei on the throne.
A ray of tide.
Concubine Fei took action, making the entire South China Sea waters outside Old Dragon City seem to be divided into two, one high and one low. After Zhigui showed his true form, a Li Pearl was as big as the bright moon in the sea, reflecting a hundred miles around, and instantly
Raise the sea surface near Old Dragon City. There are two high sea walls that seem to be separated by a thin line. They are higher in the north and lower in the south. After all, Fei Fei's water technique to move the sea is the effort of this great demon on the throne.
, and hundreds of monsters who are proficient in water magic helped to add fuel to the flames. Zhigui allowed half of the sea to collapse and surged straight behind him, flooding Old Dragon City!
She was just on the way forward, smashing the wall fiercely and heading south, straight to find the Fei Fei.
Of course, the Aquarius Island monks on the battlefield of Old Dragon City would not let the sea water roll over the Old Dragon City landscape formation. The sword boat hovered in the sky, and thousands of flying swords came out. The group of sword immortal sword cultivators from Beiju Luzhou who traveled here
, together with the local sword cultivators of the Aquarius Continent, including Chu Yang, who were worshiped by the Fu family, all kinds of sword lights shattered into the water and flew away together. There was also the Taoist Master of the Baishuang Dynasty in the land of monasticism, leaving the picture that had lost its words.
The copybook completely dissipated between heaven and earth, and then the square seals on the copybook were turned into golden puppets dozens of feet tall. Each holding a magic weapon, they lined up in a line outside Old Dragon City, running forward together, and smashing with all their strength.
water.
There is also the eminent monk who returned the gift to the Great Li Dynasty on behalf of the Aquarius Island Temple. He did not hesitate to fight for the two natal objects of a tin staff and a cassock. He used the tin staff to transform into a dragon, like a blue mountain lying between the waves and the land, and then covered it with a cassock.
To live in half of the Old Dragon City, we must stop the huge water from crushing the city and not cause formation damage to the Old Dragon City that cannot be repaired even with immortal money.
Huang Tong, the patriarch of the Taihui Sword Sect, did not retreat but advanced. He stood alone on the shore and used a flying sword. He didn't care about the huge waves of the sea and just took advantage of the situation to kill those demon monks who fell into the water and could help themselves.
, all the pretense was torn apart by Fei Fei at this opportunity, saving me from going to find it. He handed out a sword, which turned into eighty-one sword lights. There were sword lights in all directions like dragons, and every sword was bright.
As long as one light touches the demon clan's body, it will instantly explode into a large ball of sporadic sword light, bursting out again.
In the past, when he was fighting for death with the sect leader at the Great Sword Qi Wall, this was Huang Tong's confidence to "let me come and you go back".
It's a pity that the sect leader Han Huaizi suppressed him with "I am the sect leader".
The old dragon city defense formation is safe for the time being.
However, before Mr. Fan left, he still smiled and said "courteous words" to the feudal king Song Mu. It's okay if I can't see this kind of loss. If I see it and don't do anything, I can only pay.
So Old Dragon City received another Grain Rain money to maintain the spiritual energy of Old Dragon City on the ground and Sword Boat in the sky.
After Mr. Fan and his attendants left, Song Mu just stared into the distance, looking at the pair of mortal enemies who occasionally showed their real bodies on the sea.
Zhigui, Feifei.
They have all shown their true identities.
The strong water transport in the north is like a raging river, flowing continuously from Dadu in the middle to Zhigui in the sea.
Feifei also borrowed part of the water transportation in the northern part of Tongyezhou, but her momentum was not as exaggerated as Zhigui.
The fight between dragon and snake.
It's just that the higher-ranking true dragon is still young and has a lower realm.
Fortunately, neither party dared to steal the sea transportation without permission for the time being, and they were more inclined to get closer to the true dragon, which was completely white with only golden eyes.
Song Mu looked calm, but he held onto the railing with one hand and turned his fingers into hooks.
Song Mu suddenly took back his hand, without turning his head, but gently raised his hand.
The monks who accompanied the army immediately released the two of them, allowing the latter to go to the feudal king.
They are two old acquaintances, the young city lord Fu Nanhua and Yunxiashan Cai Jinjian.
It is not common nowadays to not be polite with Fu Nanhua, but over the years, one has lived in the feudal residence in the inner city of Old Dragon City, and one family has moved to the outer city, and there have always been many opportunities to reminisce about the past. So Song Mu
After turning around, he just smiled and nodded with Fu Nanhua, then looked at the Yunxia Mountain Immortal, cupped his fists and said, "Congratulations to Jin Jian for becoming the Nascent Soul."
Cai Jinjian was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "It's just a joke. Fu Nanhua just made a joke, so you're welcome."
After Song Mu laughed, he said: "I am not the Lord Fu Shao."
Cai Jinjian sighed and stood next to Song Mu, overlooking the battlefield. The brilliance of the Old Dragon City formation above his head was overwhelmed by the remaining huge waves that landed ashore. Fortunately, after the impact, it was slightly dimmed, and the original aura was quickly restored.
.The Song family of Dali is really rich now.
After Cai Jinjian got the opportunity to ascend to the platform, because her master's school was in Yunxia Mountain, there was no need for her to fight on the battlefield. Financial and material resources could still be exchanged for military merit.
Even after Yunxia Mountain learned that Cai Jinjian had become the Nascent Soul, Master Zhanglu made a special trip to find Cai Jinjian and asked her to promise one thing. She would never stop her from going out to fight in the city, but she must protect the foundation of the avenue.
Song Mu continued to look at the battlefield in the distance.
His monk status was not worth mentioning, but it turned out to be a good thing, as the blood-blurred scene was too real.
The only real dragon in the world is three thousand feet long. Its huge body will become even bigger and more shocking once it is torn open and the wound is opened.
Cai Jinjian glanced at the vassal king, who was actually not too young, and sighed in his heart. Finally, he was no longer the young man in Mud Bottle Alley who couldn't hide his nobility.
In the middle of Aquarius Continent, at the White Jade Capital, twelve flying swords were sacrificed together for the first time, disappearing out of thin air above the capital and Dadu, and appearing out of thin air in the sea outside Old Dragon City.
The flying sword penetrated Fei Fei's true body from beginning to end one by one.
As a result, the real dragon with exposed white bones and its body covered with golden blood was able to escape from the battlefield. However, even with the help of the twelve flying swords, the real dragon still could not successfully escape from the battlefield.
A long-armed old man with a sword hovering outside the battlefield changed from holding a long stick on his shoulder to smashing the real dragon's head with a stick, causing the real dragon's head to hit the bottom of the sea, and blood instantly filled the sea.
This scene can be said to be very close to Old Dragon City.
Song Mu clenched his hands into his sleeves, but his face remained expressionless.
Several Beijulu Luzhou Sword Immortals helped the real dragon hold down the formation, and when the big demon Yuan Yuan saw that there was little chance of killing him, he smiled, tiptoed, left the long sword under his feet, and suddenly transformed into a huge true body,
He trampled to death more than a dozen monks who dared to kill the best men in the world on the shore, and then hit the old Longcheng landscape formation with a stick. With one stick, the entire formation was completely wiped out, and was made of countless tiny lines.
The city defense formation created by the flow of spiritual energy suddenly shattered on the spot, and under the sunlight, it was like a gorgeous heavy rain falling on the old Dragon City.
Not only did the long stick break the formation, but the force was still huge, and it quickly hit the tall building of the feudal lord's residence.
Huang Tong and Li Cai almost simultaneously launched their flying swords to slash at Yuan Shou's head, but the big demon slapped the sword away with one hand, then reached out to grab the sword and threw it away.
Fortunately, when the stick was about to land on the feudal lord's residence, a long thin line appeared in the sky without raising his eyes. It was this small mountain range that was moved by someone unknown, blocking the power of the remaining half of Yuan Shou's stick.
The "thin line" broke, and a mountain range in the middle of Aquarius Continent collapsed.
Yuan Shou did not dare to stay on the battlefield for a long time. He received several more blows from the Sword Immortal before stepping on the sword again and exited the battlefield.
These sword-playing brats in Luzhou, Beiju, are really abominable. When I smash the hundred ancestral halls in Aquarius Continent, when I get to your hometown, I won’t break them with your own ancestral halls with long sticks.
Let’s have a good fight with you on the top of the mountain.
On the dragon platform, a woman in white had withdrawn her true form and curled up.
A boy in yellow clothes stood tremblingly on the other side of the steps, not daring to step on the stage, let alone approach the miserable owner.
Zhigui put his cheek to the ground, stared at the loser, and squeezed out three words through his teeth, "Stay away from death."
The "boy in yellow" who had previously followed Zhigui and succeeded with Qidu, the four-legged snake of the Clay Vase Alley in the past, hurriedly ran down the steps and squatted at the foot of the dragon platform, holding his head in his hands, trembling
.
After just looking at each other, he found that his master seemed to be almost eating to heal his wounds.
Fei Fei has also recovered her body, but there are twelve more holes in her body. Those are not ordinary swordsmen flying swords, and they will inevitably hurt her Dao foundation, especially the sword on the back of the head that penetrates the eyebrows, which is the most cruel, but Fei Fei is more powerful than
The dismal end of that little dragon was much better.
As for the twelve white jade Jingfei Swords, not all were returned to Cui Chan's hands. One of them was broken into pieces for her, and one of them was intercepted and planned to be given to his son as a gift.
The battlefield returned to the two armies fighting each other.
The vassal king Song Mu issued an order.
Dozens of Da Li dead soldiers set off quietly, like casting a net, towards three gates that had been penetrated by the wild world.
It is not only the gate that the demon army tore open, but also the road that Old Dragon City deliberately gave way to.
Otherwise, the wild world would really invade Old Dragon City and swarm northward. Song Mu and all the people who were qualified to participate in the discussion never felt that Old Dragon City could be defended.
It’s just that when Old Dragon City cannot be defended, it will be a complete ruin. Enough monster armies will die, especially the monster monks. As for the monks of Aquarius Continent, how can they fight in this world without killing anyone?
!
Just like those dead soldiers rushing to the battlefield, in addition to the monks accompanying the Dali border army, there are more monks who are prisoners in the death row of the Ministry of Punishment. Everyone is a "talisman", and the power of each person's death in battle will be equal to that of one
A golden elixir earth immortal committed suicide.
Cai Jinjian asked: "Aren't you worried that some dead soldiers are afraid of death, escape from the battle, or simply surrender to the demon clan?"
Song Mu
Said: "There are definitely some, and there will be quite a few. But don't worry. They are afraid of death, and the demon clan doesn't dare to accept them."
The dead soldiers who came from the military of the Great Li Dynasty will surrender first and then die. Far more than one person, but one after another, a total of twelve people. They will force the demon army to refuse to surrender. Furthermore, the battlefield situation is so chaotic, who can
If you are in the mood, identify your identities one by one.
Soon, a large group of light lit up in front of the battlefield, close to the demon clan that was swarming around.
Fu Nanhua lay on the railing and turned to look at Song Mu, who was squinting and paying attention to the battlefield. The latter raised his hand and seemed to have some ideas. He called a secretary man and spoke from his heart. The latter went directly to the wind.
The meeting hall.
Fu Nanhua looked away, feeling a little envious.
The identity of the vassal king and the qualifications of a hero.
In addition to the Nanyue behind Laolongcheng, the two elite cavalry of Dali have been quietly waiting for Laolongcheng to be breached. There are also two fronts in the southeast and southwest of Aquarius Island, and they have begun fighting one after another. But for the time being, they are not as good as Laolongcheng.
The Longcheng front was so tragic, but it was "not so". It was just that compared to the monks on the mountain, the number of people killed in the battle by the Great Li border troops and the vassal soldiers and horses was increasing sharply every day.
Of course, the Great Li cavalry stationed at the front line died first, and more died.
However, there are also some vassal border troops who are considered to have acceptable combat capabilities by the Great Li Dynasty and will cooperate on the front line.
Even so, these elites from the vassal states of Yizhou will still be looked down upon by the Great Li cavalry.
On a battlefield under the jurisdiction of the Yunlin Jiang family, a battle ended. Under the sunset, Da Li Civil and Military Secretary Lang was responsible for arranging the sergeants to clean the battlefield. There were fewer Da Li cavalry people and more people from the vassal family. On the mountain
This is the case for all the soldiers under the monk mountain. Even after the war ended, I didn't think it was unreasonable to dig through the dead vassal elites. After fighting one after another, the disparity in combat power was even greater than in the early days when the Great Li cavalry went south to crush them.
It became more obvious for all countries to realize one thing. It turned out that the group of cavalry that went south did not have many opportunities to use their full strength.
More than a dozen Dali elites, who had bandaged their wounds, were sitting on a hillside, looking at the battlefield not far away.
In fact, most of them were from the frontier army of the Great Li clan, and only three of them were serious Great Li cavalry. However, after a few battles, the relationship between them became slightly harmonious. The so-called harmony means that they can chat more.
Free days.
A young soldier from the Great Li clan said softly: "Master Xiaowei, according to what those immortal masters said, I heard that when people die, most of them disappear, and some will become wandering spirits and can catch up with the first seven. Only
Only a handful of them have the chance to become ghosts."
The military commander known as the captain had an elegant face. If it hadn't been for his injuries, he would have been thrown into the hometown of the feudal vassal and would have been believed by many people even though he was a talkative celebrity.
It's just that this captain, of course, is an old official position in the vassal army in the past. Nowadays, let alone a captain, a captain can't be qualified. He can only get a deputy lieutenant in the Dali border army, which was promoted not long ago based on his military exploits.
He has reached one level. Before today's battle, he was only one of the three deputy captains. Now he is no longer one of them. He will probably become one again tomorrow.
He chuckled and said: "The hometown of Shanhe is still here. Die early and go home early. Otherwise, if you die too late, your home will be gone. When the time comes, you will die without knowing where to go. I was lucky enough to be able to see a few more times, but unfortunately
It became bad luck.”
In fact, the school captain named Cheng Qing was truly a Jinshi and came from a noble family.
Cheng Qing turned to look at the captain next to him and joked: "Your Dali is at the far north, so it's easy to get around."
Captain Wang Ji was a scout of the Dali frontier army. He was about the same age as Cheng Qing. However, when he joined the army, Cheng Qing was still a teenager and was still studying sages' books in a cold window.
Cheng Qing once asked a question that he had wanted to know the answer to for a long time: why is the Great Li cavalry so powerful?
The man who had been the captain of the Dali Border Army for many years actually looked older than he was before, so he seemed to be in his forties. The man thought for a long time before giving an answer that was not an answer, saying that I had just joined the border army.
When I was in the army, when the enemy's knife saw my own bones for the first time, and the old team leader was carrying it on his back to bandage the wound, he didn't even dare to scream at the top of his voice. In fact, the old team leader wouldn't be surprised.
I just blame myself and feel that I am not a good guy, so I have to pretend to be a good guy. As for later, I got used to it anyway.
A local border soldier from Da Li with a young face said angrily: "What do you mean by 'your Da Li'? Let me explain it clearly to you!"
The old prime minister Wang Ji is a real old prime minister, but his young face is really that of a young man. He is only sixteen years old, but he is a real cavalryman of the Great Li Frontier Army.
The young man was full of curses in his heart. He had tolerated you because of your previous sarcastic remarks. It is said that this guy is the kind of person who writes about something. Anyway, he just read a few books and knew a few words. When he saw the sunset over the other side, he said
It seems that the girl he likes blushes and says that the moonlight is a snobbery. Otherwise, why would the moonlight look better on the silk and satin on a bright moonlit night than on the cotton and linen clothes?
Even though you are talking nonsense that others can only half-understand, you are so fucking knowledgeable, and I have never seen you kill more demon beasts than me. Why don’t you become the Minister of Rites?
Cheng Qing smiled and said: "Okay, okay, that's what Captain Ma said."
The young man with the surname Ma always said that his surname was Ma, so when he was reincarnated and came to our Dali, he went to Dali to ride on the iron horse!
Seeing that Cheng Qing was like this, the young man stopped caring. After all, Cheng Qing was now half a deputy lieutenant. As for why he was half a lieutenant, he was an outsider after all.
Wang Ji did not stop the young man's words. He just stretched out his hand to hold down the young man's head to prevent the brat from continuing to talk nonsense and hurt the harmony. Wang Ji smiled and said: "Some customary sayings don't matter. What's more, everyone even cares about life and death.
If you don’t pay attention to it anymore, there is nothing else that needs to be paid attention to. Nowadays, everyone is just a paoze..."
Hearing this, the young man was about to speak, but he pressed the captain's head with slight pressure and shut up immediately.
All the vassals of Da Li were born in the military. According to our Da Li laws, their official status will be reduced by at least three levels. If there is no official status to be demoted, then they will be your pawns.
Cheng Qing joked: "Chief Ma, did you see Fairy Song who is about the same age as you? Did you cry when I helped you bandage your wounds this time?"
The young man blushed and cursed: "You scholars are all crooked things. How can you be a hero if you laugh at a little girl? Get up and let's fight!"
Cheng Qing waved his hand, "Don't you dare, admit defeat."
Everyone, regardless of whether they were natives of Dali or not, burst into laughter.
Now at the rear of the battlefield, the Yao Family monks and the Alchemy Sect monks are the two highest-ranking mountain gods in the minds of all the Great Li troops. The truth couldn't be simpler. One can save lives, and the other can give people more chances of survival.
Women, regardless of their level or appearance, would sincerely call them fairies, while men would add the word "fairy" to their surnames. You must know that the Dali border army has always been the most scornful of the gods on Baopingzhou Mountain. In this opening ceremony
Before the big battle, I don’t know if there is a tail or not. You cultivator on the mountain, no matter who you are, if you dare to confront me, do you see this big Li standard sword? I can’t kill you. I, the big Li cavalry, can always change to someone else.
With a knife, you won't dare to fight back even if you die.
And the little girl whom Cheng Qing calls "Song Fairy" is a medicine practitioner who is very courageous and dares to follow the elders here, but she likes to cry secretly.
The young man didn't want these bastards to make more fun of the Fairy Song he knew, so he immediately changed his face and asked: "Master Duwei, I heard that you followed our general and went to the Ministry of War in the capital. How was it? You have such a yamen style.
Not impressive? Lord Shangshu, is it really similar to the legend that a sneeze is louder than thunder?"
The unsmiling captain twitched his lips and pretended to be smiling, "Back then, I was working as a personal guard for the general, so I had the opportunity to walk around the capital. Without official documents, I couldn't get in through the Yamen of the Ministry of War. I couldn't sneak in and find myself dead.
I could only wait for the general outside. People were coming and going at the yamen gate, so I plucked up the courage and touched the mane of the stone lion. Before I could get enough of it, the general came out and said that we had finished talking.
In another place, I have a friend who works as an errand in a yamen under the Ministry of War. He has no future. He wears the same official hat and wears the same official clothes. He drinks tea every day in the yamen and horse urine every day on the battlefield.
How to compare?"
Speaking of this, Captain Wang Ji said: "Actually, among the general's friends, there are two who can make a living in the capital. I am familiar with them all. I have been beaten and scolded a lot in the past. They all came out of the old camp where the general worked.
, it’s just that the general is more concerned about face and has no shame to be looked down upon. Every time the general is busy in the capital, as long as he is not in a hurry to return to the border, he will visit the capital. In the general’s words, these old friends are not as old as him as officials. "
Those old friends may not actually be that old, nor did they do well, but they died early.
Cheng Qing sighed in his heart.
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
Such casual remarks made Cheng Qing, a scholar, find it very meaningful.
Captain Wang Ji didn't know that Deputy Lieutenant Cheng was thinking too much, so he just said slowly: "I went to the Yamen directly under the Arsenal Department again, but the general's friend happened to be busy, so I had to sit with the general in the side hall, and spent the whole afternoon
I drank a lot of tea, but there were only a few leaves and the water pipe was enough. The general was very happy and said that those of us who are officers in the Ministry of War are just poor. We are really poor. We are no better than the grandson and I who pretend to be poor in the Ministry of Rites. The general always has a loud voice.
, this happened to be heard by the servant outside, who quickly brought a small jar of tea leaves, and the general smiled and said that he could spread the tea leaves as much as he wanted, but it is different now. In the past, the household department used to ask a monkey spirit to dig out the tea leaves.
Tea leaves are given by two taels. Now that I am rich, I finally know how to pay by the catty. Our general was just waiting for this sentence. He immediately stood up and clasped his fists and said TOEFL. Thanks to the old Colonel Liu who I worked with before, he has been promoted now.
Minister of Household Affairs."
"The old man on duty immediately burst into laughter and said that we two brothers are half of our own family. We asked each other about our border army resumes. Well, we really became relatives. It turns out that when Liu Shilang of the Ministry of Revenue was a school captain,
Our general is a scout captain, and he never thought that when Liu Shilang had just surrendered to the army, the old man was already a corps commander. The general asked the old man to sit and drink tea, and he helped guard the door. The old man smiled and said that he couldn't.
One code equals one code. The fine wine was delicious at the border gate, but now when I am working as a yamen errand, the fine wine is not delicious."
Hearing this, the young man asked: "Master Duwei, you didn't take the initiative to ask to be a doorkeeper at that time?"
Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "I was just having fun at the time, I didn't expect this."
The young man clicked his tongue and said: "Master Captain, you are so impatient to serve as a soldier and kill thieves. Even two thumbs up is too little for me to give Captain, but Lieutenant, you are really not the material to be an official. If it were me,
I ran to the door early to watch the wind, and at least let the old corps commander and the general drink a pot of tea."
Wang Ji stretched out his hand to push the young man's head and said with a smile: "The general said that I don't know how to be an official. I admit it. You, a small corps commander, have the nerve to say that to the captain?"
Wang Ji originally planned to stop talking here, but he never thought about the people around him who seemed to like hearing about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet? In addition, the young man kept asking questions, asking what the capital was like, so the man continued: "The Ministry of War Yamen didn't go in, I mean.
The general took me on a special trip to Chi Lane and Chier Street."
Those two streets and alleys in the capital city are famous for their abundance of trees.
The young man's eyes were full of longing, "What, are they heavily guarded? When people walk on the road, they don't dare to kick their mouth loudly. Do they have to report to the Ministry of War first if they fart? Otherwise, they have to click and drop it.
Brain?"
At this point, the young corps commander laughed to himself. This joke was quite good, and it was worth going back and nagging the boys under him. He is so old, and he is not yet a soldier under me.
?
Wang Ji shook his head and said: "At first I was so nervous that my hands were sweating. I was more scared than going to the battlefield. When I walked, it was no different. Even the trees on both sides were getting older. When I walked in the summer, I walked in the shade of the trees.
It’s not warm inside.”
The captain was embarrassed to say that it was when he turned his head that he saw the general's eyes were bright and clear, and he had no stage fright.
As for whether the general was forcing himself to be calm at that time, I didn't think much about it before and didn't ask. I planned to ask if there was another chance in the future.
The young man squinted at Cheng Qing and laughed loudly: "Yichi Lane, Chier Street, listen! Can you come up with such a good name?"
Cheng Qing nodded and said: "We can come up with equally good names, but only Dali can have Yichi Lane and Chier Street."
This is a heartfelt statement.
The young corps commander said angrily: "Look at what your uncle is capable of, how can you take advantage of him?! I'm going to give you a knife with my bare hands and have a martial arts competition with you? Whoever loses is my grandson..."
Wang Ji once again stretched out his hand to hold down the young man's head to prevent him from continuing to embarrass himself. He smiled and cursed: "I'm just saying nice things, so be careful. Read more in the future."
The young man leaned his head and whispered: "You can't hear the good or bad words. After all, it was our captain who brought them out. I just saw them upset and found a reason to get angry."
The captain just repeated, "Read more in the future."
In the eyes of the captain, this young corps commander is actually just a child, not to mention that he is sixteen years old, is he very old?
As long as a young man can live to a peaceful world, he can study more.
Let those of us who are older and have more senior positions die first.
The captain did not tell the young corps commander that the old man on duty at the Yamen had a steady hand when taking the tea set and passing the tea can, but the other hand that he deliberately concealed was trembling.
The tendon was severed on the battlefield.
As for the old man's hand that does not tremble, there are two and a half fingers missing.
The scouts of the border army, the monks accompanying the army, and the old soldiers of Dali.
The Great Li Dynasty valued these the most.
Those who die first at every turn. Those who become immortals and still risk their lives. And those who survive longer on the battlefield.
A civil servant, with a divine demeanor and a celebrity.
The Great Li Dynasty also recognizes it now, but as long as I encounter the former, I will step aside!
They, the great Li cavalry, were forming together with the vassal soldiers and horses from various countries. At the beginning of the formation, there were constant conflicts, large and small, not only in words. Both sides often started to fight. For this reason, he often took action to protect his men, and at any rate asked for help.
A decent level of justice. I just ask the sharp soldiers of the Dali Border Army not to go too far with their words. That’s enough. I don’t dare to expect more. Fortunately, the laws of the Dali Border Army have always been there, and the vassal frontier army
Can't beat it,
Those Ta Li frontier soldiers who were unscrupulous in their words did not dare to make a big fuss, and often defeated their opponents in the martial arts field, and would be taken back to the martial arts field and beaten on the spot with a military stick that had no moisture at all. Da Li
The border troops could see it, as could the vassal soldiers and horses.
Or according to the customs of some Dali frontier troops, they would be beaten hard with the back of a knife to expose their backs. What's worse, if the violation was serious, they would be dragged by war horses until their entire backs were bloody and bloody.
The strange thing is that when they gather together to watch the fun, the vassal soldiers are often silent. Instead, the Dali frontier soldiers make noises to their own family the most, blowing the whistle hard and saying strange things loudly, "Hey, my buttocks are so white, let my brothers do it at night."
Let's satisfy our greed. There is a strange person in the Dali frontier army. He is an elderly frontier army scout commander, or an old corps commander who came from the Laozi camp. His official position is not high, or even very low, but he all has a big air.
Especially the former, even if they are Dali military generals with the official title of the orthodox Ministry of War, when they see him on the road, they will often clasp their fists first, and the other party will not return the salute, it just depends on their mood.
I even saw a scene with my own eyes. A young general from the fifth rank came here on horseback from a military camp to discuss matters. After leaving the military camp, he met an old commander on the road. He immediately got off his horse and started talking to the old commander.
He cupped his fists and saluted. This man was young, and it is said that he was born in the Zhong family of General Zhongmen in Chier Street. Now he holds 5,000 elite soldiers and horses of the Great Li Border Army, and he is still an old-time battalion!
In the Aquarius vassal country, this person may have more authority than any general in the country.
But the old captain just stretched out his fist, knocked on the general's bright armor, pinched the young general's cheek hard, and said with a smile: "You little bastard, you don't have much credit, but your official position is not small. No wonder you left our scout team in the first place.
, I have a good father who is a high-ranking official because he is capable. He can go wherever he wants. When his mother is reincarnated in her next life, she must look for you. You will be your father and I will be your son."
Then the old captain gently slapped him away and said, "Get away. Don't be a pawn who can only die. From now on, you can become an official. Anyway, it's better to be on horseback."
Wang Ji suddenly glanced at everyone, and finally said: "Everyone, we actually have many grievances and grievances, but no matter what, we are all on the battlefield now, and we are all wearing a big Li standard sword.
I can't speak beautiful words, and I, Wang Ji, don't know how to say it. Just one sentence, our Dali Zhan Dao is the most beautiful daughter-in-law in the world. One of us can't be too few!"
Deputy Lieutenant Cheng Qing, the young corps commander, and everyone else were all smiling, some laughing out loud, and some not.
The mountains and rivers of the small Aquarius Continent, the horse hooves of cavalry from all over the world come together to listen to the sound of the tide, the immortals on the mountain who do not care about the world return to the foot of the mountain, the heroes of the green forest and the heroes of the rivers and lakes join the battlefield together...
And on the even more vast territory of Tongye Continent, there was one of the Hundred Sword Immortals of Tuoyue Mountain, standing on the top of a far-large remote Immortal Mountain, with the palm of his hand against the hilt of his sword, and the long sword was driven into the head of a corpse. Only
I felt regretful that it was too unsatisfactory, so I killed a golden elixir without any effort.
Behind this swordsman is a broken-down Patriarch Hall building. A young monk from the same military camp raised a hand with pale slender fingers but scarlet nails. There were five puppets in the Patriarch Hall.
It was tossing and turning, as if it was dancing gracefully under the control of the monk.
There is that big demon sitting in the ruins of the huge capital city. His body is huge and covers less than half of the capital city. The slightest movement of his body will crush countless old stories.
Rays of golden light broke through the sky, crossed the gate, and fell on the territory of Tongyezhou.
When one of the huge ancient gods walked through the world, colorful glaze-colored time was trailed behind him.
Jiazi Zhang announced to Tongye Continent that all the local monsters in Tongye Continent, as long as they could find a military tent nearby, would be granted the title of landscape gods of different ranks according to their level of realm.
After returning to his hometown, he smashed the Confucian temples in various places, leaving only the Martial Arts Temple. As the city god and the god of mountains and rivers, he built his own temples and collected incense.
Some people say that since we can cross the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is no reason why we can't cross a Little Old Dragon City.
Zhou Mi stood at a ferry at the northernmost end of Tongye Continent, looked at Cui Han who was in the middle of Aquarius Continent, and said with a smile: "Although I have disappointed Xiuhu, I can't let Xiuhu be too disappointed."
Cui Zhang turned his head and looked into the distance, slightly shifting his sight, which was Fuyao Continent and Jinjia Continent.
Zhou Mi nodded and said, "It's too late to make any more plans."
On the other side of Fuyao Island, there were thousands of sword lights that went to all the remaining academies in the world.
Having given up most of the Jinjia Continent, the demon army continues to advance steadily northward.
On a battlefield where the overall situation has been decided.
A great Ascension Realm monster met Cao Ci and his group on a narrow road.
The great demon ordered the army to disperse. He held a flaming gourd and preached the true fire of Samadhi. Hundreds of miles around were covered with scorched earth.
But the man in white clothes was still punching.
In the battlefield, there is still a young woman who does not know whether to live or die. She has been captured and killed by an extremely rare ninth-level martial artist under the command of the great demon.
This battle gathered almost the remaining elite soldiers and horses of Jinjia Continent, as well as many mountain fighting forces from the Upper Five Realms and Earth Immortals.
After fighting with the monster army for a month, there was a possibility of victory or defeat, but Jinjiazhou ended in a disastrous defeat because of the rebellion of an old ascended monk from Jinjiazhou.
At the end of the road, life is not long.
The old monk wanted to see the old mountains and rivers of the human world and share the same sorrow with him throughout the ages.
During the fight between pure warriors, a demon monk from the upper five realms shrank from the mountains and rivers and came behind the female warrior, holding a spear with sharp spearheads like long knives on both ends.
He had to chop off the woman's head with a spear.
As for whether he will accidentally injure his own Nine Realm warriors, we will have to wait until he has gained some military exploits.
Just when the young female martial artist leaned forward and tilted her head slightly.
On top of the sharp spear tip in the hand of the Jade Pu Realm monster clan, a short, skinny old man suddenly appeared, stepping on the spear tip.
White hair, purple clothes, bare feet.
On the back of the old man's purple robe, there is a black and white Yin Yang Bagua pattern painted on it.
There is a wine gourd hanging on the waist. It is crystal clear and the scene inside can be clearly seen. The stars are dotted, as if the entire Milky Way in the sky is gathered in the wine pot.
The scrawny old man had just arrived from the Central Earth Divine Continent. He had some small grievances with the Golden Jiazhou Ascension Realm, but he arrived a step too late in the end.
The monk in the upper fifth realm shrank to the mountains and rivers again, but the short old man followed him like a shadow, and even asked with a smile: "Do you recognize me?"
Yupu Realm, who retreated after the sneak attack failed, actually gave up his iron spear this time and teleported hundreds of miles away. Unexpectedly, the spear followed the old man to a new place.
The old man smiled and said: "It's not important. Die."
The body of a Jade Pu Realm monster was shattered on the spot along with the Jindan Yuanying, Yin Shen and Yang Shen.
Even before his death, he didn't even notice what kind of magical powers that bad old man had cast.
The iron spear fell to the ground. The old man was still "standing" in the distance. He patted his head and said slightly apologetically: "I forgot that you don't understand the dialect of my hometown. I should have known that it would be replaced by the elegant dialect of the world."
The old man glanced at the other two battlefields, and it seemed that he didn't need to get involved.
At the ferry at the northern end of Tongye Island, Zhou Mi stretched out a palm and signaled Cui Han to respond.
Xiao Min, who seems to be in a bad situation, is now wearing a "robe" of the tung leaves that were carefully and deliberately peeled off, boosting the great fortune of the two continents. The left and right people just use their full strength to draw their swords, and anyway, half of them fall on Wen.
Sheng. But if you can't use all your strength, then you have to try Xiao Xun's full strength to draw the sword.
In addition, if you use the other's way to repay the other's body, Xiuhu, you can make the left and right cross continents in an instant, then my carefulness is slightly greater than your hand.
On the battlefield of Jinjiazhou, the old man suddenly frowned. A figure rose up to the sky, looking worriedly at Fuyaozhou in the south.
This old man's name is Yu Xuan.
Or it can be said to be "Fu Lu Yu Xuan".
Just like the person who mentions the Immortal of Poetry must be the one who is most proud of, the person who mentions the God of War must be Pei Bei, a woman from the Daduan Dynasty, and the person who mentions Dog Day must be someone.
Chen Chun'an, a descendant of the sub-sage, monopolizes pure Confucianism. The Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain monopolizes thunder techniques.
This old man monopolizes the "talisman" in the world.