Each has his own ferry, each has his own boat to return to. Fortunately, the weather is good and the sea is calm.
Two scholars in blue shirts with very different ages stood side by side on the edge of the cliff. The sea and sky were the same color, and the heaven and earth were completely harmonious.
It's no wonder that so many people from the mountains follow the Taoist and celestial beings on the cliffs.
Chen Ping'an was a little surprised, because when he came, he was invited by the ceremonial sages to guard the road all the way to the Confucian Temple to participate in the discussion. When he left, he was also sent by the ceremonial sages, all the way to the coast of the East China Sea in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, as if he was waiting for the arrival of the night ship.
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Of course he could not have imagined that it was his husband who persuaded the Li Sheng to accompany the closed disciple on this trip using the reason of "it is good to get together and disperse easily".
Li Sheng smiled and said: "You are very skilled in business."
Chen Ping'an was a little ashamed. He was indeed busy participating in the discussion this time.
The Li Sheng smiled, but he was actually teasing the young hermit official who was obsessed with money for making a deal. Earlier at the gate of the Confucian Temple, Lu Zhi helped to make the connection, and Mrs. Qingshenshan was originally willing to give away a few bamboos from Luopo Mountain for free.
, but this kid bumped into it and insisted on spending money to buy it. I guess he still feels that he has earned it now?
Chen Ping'an plucked up the courage and asked cautiously: "Can I ask Li Sheng a question about why the fifth world is named Wucai?"
The Li Sheng smiled and said: "You can understand it as some kind of expectation from the Holy Master, such as a hundred flowers blooming, colorful, and the beauty of the world."
I know what this kid has planned, but Li Sheng has no intention of letting him fulfill his wish. Feisheng City has already taken the lead in the colorful world, and it is inappropriate for the Confucian Temple to break the rules.
Seeing that Li Sheng had no intention of revealing the secret, Chen Pingan had no choice but to give up. He still had some discernment.
The Li Sheng said: "You travel far and wide all the year round, and you often interact with the gods of mountains and rivers. How do you feel?"
Chen Pingan thought for a while, "It seems that most people will gradually feel tired of the world."
New gods are often full of enthusiasm. No matter what their original intention is, whether they are absorbing the essence of incense and tempering the golden body, or working diligently to benefit a party, no matter the size of their respective mountains and rivers, a mountain and water god is responsible for helping the emperor and monarch regulate yin and yang.
There are too many things to do. But as time goes by, the mountains and rivers are fine, and everything needs to be done step by step. The gods of mountains and rivers have different paths from those of cultivators, so there is no need to practice hard. As time goes by, even if the golden bodies of the gods are still shining, they will be more or less different.
, there will be a sense of twilight, fatigue and depression.
Speaking of this, Chen Pingan said: "However, there will be many exceptions. For example, the buried river water goddess of Tongyezhou Daquan Dynasty, it seems that in another thousand years, she will still be full of vitality, caring about the people, and not treating herself as a water goddess.
Empress."
Li Sheng smiled knowingly.
Not a family, don't enter the same door.
The old scholar just talked about it many times and praised the Water Goddess Empress "who has a graceful temperament, warm hospitality, and is very admiring and proficient in both the rites and the saints". Among the students of the old scholar,
, except for Chen Ping'an beside him, even his assistant who never cared about anything specifically mentioned the buried river water god of Biyou Palace. However, the two students of the old scholar said it more fairly, just one or two sentences.
, not annoying, but not light either.
For this reason, Li Sheng went to the Confucian Temple to find the classics student Xiping, took out the files, and carefully read the files about Daquan's burial in the river.
The Li Sheng asked: "Do you know where this place is?"
Chen Pingan nodded and glanced on the way here. It was a sect on a mountain with extremely rich aura of heaven and earth. The aura was condensed like several rivers hanging in the air, lingering around several mountains. The atmosphere was majestic. Not surprisingly, it was the legendary one.
Shanhai Sect, all members of the sect are female monks. According to legend, the founder of Shanhai Sect, a woman named Nalan Xianxiu, was proficient in the art of fire. She once made a great wish, vowing to move mountains and level the world.
In this realm, there are many rumors about strange phenomena, such as black birds adding money, monkeys watching the sea, foxes worshiping the moon, and heavenly dogs eating the sun.
During that battle, Nalan Xianxiu went to sea, and it was she who first found the great demon Fei Fei on the throne. She heard about a fight and was seriously injured, so she had to retreat to practice, so she was unable to participate in the Confucian Temple meeting this time. Fei Fei
The reason why he was detained by the Confucian Temple in the Laojun Danlu Mountains was that this founder of the Shanhai Sect was the first to contribute.
Chen Ping'an is no stranger to these sects located on the top of the mountains of the Divine Continent in the Middle Earth. What's more, the Shanhai Sect is similar to the Liu clan of Aai'aizhou, the Tianqing Divine Mountain of Zhuhai Cave, and the Yu clan of the Xuanmi Dynasty.
The place where Xiuhu Cui Chan opens the door to welcome guests. About this matter, Chen Ping'an asked his senior brother Zuo Zuo, and Zuo Zuo said it was because there was a female cultivator in the Shanhai Sect who was the direct disciple of Patriarch Nalan. She liked Cui Zhang, and it was love at first sight.
Later, the Shanhai Sect was willing to openly protect Cui Chan, who was fleeing all over the world. This had something to do with the sect's righteousness, but it was more about the love between children.
Chen Ping'an believed it at first, but later he became a little doubtful about the matter when he saw Senior Brother Zuo and the temple priest from Chanjuan Dongtian "talking about each other like chickens and ducks".
The Lisheng looked into the distance.
Life is like a journey against the odds, like a guest holding a candle while traveling at night. How does the fluttering look like a sand gull in the sky and the earth?
Li Sheng smiled and said: "There is a long way to go. If you encounter difficulties in the future, go to the Confucian Temple more frequently. Even if you beg once or twice, it will be useless. Don't be easily disappointed."
What is disappointment is nothing more than having to ask after all the efforts, but it is useless to ask. It seems that it is useless to ask for help from heaven, earth and people.
The old scholar once made various requests for two students.
As for this close disciple of the old scholar, if Li Sheng remembers correctly, he also searched all over his hometown when he was young, but it was also useless.
Li Sheng continued: "Buddhists say that all wisdom comes from great compassion. I think this sentence is very reasonable."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I will think more about it."
What is suffering?
Maybe it was the wooden figure on the side of the road, mute.
Today, there are many mountains and rivers in the vast world, such as the southern part of Aquarius Continent and the entire Tongye Continent. There are now many ghost towns.
Lisheng said: "Chen Pingan, I will leave first. In about half an hour, the night boat will dock here from Guixu and pick you up."
Chen Pingan bowed respectfully.
The next moment, there was no more ceremonial saint around him, and then Chen Pingan stood there blankly.
It turned out that there were three people enjoying the scenery just seven or eight feet away.
Those three people were equally surprised, but they were even more surprised than Chen Ping'an. After all, this was a forbidden area for the sect.
Where did a scoundrel come from? He was so good at hiding and sneaking? And he was so audacious to remove the cover-up and openly show up to provoke?!
Chen Ping'an said with sincerity in his eyes: "It's all a misunderstanding!"
You can't move out of Li Sheng, it's inappropriate, and no one will believe you even if you say it.
Among the three people, there was a woman who looked like she had stepped out of the painting of a lady on the wall. She had picturesque features, but what really impressed Chen Pingan was this woman, sitting on the edge of the cliff with her legs dangling in the air. She was smoking a dry cigarette.
The cigarette stem is made of purple bamboo, the cigarette holder is made of jade, and the cigarette bag is hung with silk thread.
At this moment, after she lost consciousness for a moment, she quickly regained her composure and exhaled a large mouthful of smoke. The woman smiled and looked at the uninvited guest in a green shirt with a sword on his back. She could ignore the Shanhai Sect's several landscape restrictions. Could it be that she was a
Immortal Realm, or even Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator? Why do you just look at the stranger? Or do you think you are injured, so you can come here to show your prestige?
There was also a girl lying on the side, who had kicked her calf again and again and lightly bumped Wan Yuan.
She stopped her movements at this moment, frowned, and turned around to stare at the libertine who jumped out of nowhere. He looked quite decent, but how could he not learn so well?
Finally, there was a little girl who was lying on a bamboo mat and rolling around in boredom. After Ma Liuer got up, she walked over to the woman holding a dry tobacco pole, raised her palms and asked softly: "Master Xianxiu, is he the legendary Ah?"
good?"
Chen Ping'an said categorically: "I don't know any A-Liang!"
The founder of Shanhai Sect said with a smile: "Only his friends will immediately say that they don't know him as soon as they hear his name."
Chen Pingan really can't refute this truth.
The girl sat up and asked: "What's your last name? If there is any misunderstanding, please make it clear immediately. Don't imitate that A-Liang."
Regardless of the genealogy masters or the wild cultivators of Shanze, there are actually only three types of monks in the world. The first type is like studying Taoism with Fu Lu Yu Xuan and Huo Long Zhenren, and singing poems and poems with Su Zi and Liu Qi, in the Bamboo Sea Cave.
After drinking Qingshen wine at a banquet, or playing chess with Fu Xi among the colorful clouds... To forge iron, you need to be tough. This kind of person is the most popular when walking down the mountain. Most of them are the founders of a certain mountain. The younger they are, the more confident they are.
Yuezu. For example, swordsman Xiu Zuo and martial artist Cao Ci.
The second type, with the help of great ancestors, good teachers, and good own qualifications, there is a promising path and hope of reaching the top. For example, Yuan Yu of the Confucian Temple and Gu Can of Baidi City.
The worst-case scenario is that one can only rely on the name of the sect to gain the skin of a tiger.
Chen Ping'an was in a dilemma for a while. How to explain it? As long as he didn't move out the Li Sheng, it would be really difficult to explain clearly.
But the girl in front of me seems to be a female ghost. Could it be that she wandered here in a dream?
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to hold his fists and apologize: "It's my fault for accidentally entering this place by mistake. I'm here to wait for a ferry to dock. As soon as the ferry arrives, it will leave immediately. If it is not appropriate to stay here,
, I can go to sea immediately and wait for the ferry."
If the Shanhaizong side insists on asking for guilt, and apologizing is useless, I will have no choice but to run away.
Fortunately, Nalan Xianxiu took a few more glances at the man in green shirt who was carrying a sword, and just smiled and said: "It doesn't look like a pervert. Since I came here by mistake and apologized, then so be it. It's rare to meet someone in the world."
You can just wait for the ferry in peace. There is no need to go out to sea with your sword. You and I can enjoy the scenery separately."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and thanked him, thinking that it would be better to swim to the sea in the wind and stay here. After all, it was a bit inappropriate. But before he could speak, the old female ancestor who swallowed the clouds and smoke smiled and said: "Why,
Just because you are a swordsman, why don't you give me face?"
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to sit down cross-legged, look at the sea without squinting, clasp his hands together and breathe out, quietly without saying a word.
Anyway, it only takes half an hour.
There were three people not far away, and they didn't move. It didn't make sense.
It was as if the two parties were so close to each other, each doing his own thing and each speaking his own words.
In fact, this is not the case everywhere in life.
Chen Ping'an had previously visited Liu Cha at the Gong De Forest. He had no intention of talking to Liu Cha. He just wanted to chat with this swordsman who had the best swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the wild world.
After Sheng Xiping helped open the forbidden door to the secret realm, Chen Pingan found the bearded ranger who was sitting by the lake fishing.
Chen Ping'an sat aside and asked curiously: "Do you have any deeper intention in naming the founding disciple Bamboo Fence?"
Liu Cha said: "It's almost as you guessed."
Dong Sangen, the old swordsman of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, originally carried a sword that was ten feet high, but it was broken on the side of the wild world. Dong Sangen used a bamboo basket to hold the head of an ascended demon, and after returning to his hometown, he cast it
I got a new sword named Bamboo Fence.
Although he was a prisoner, Liu Cha looked indifferent. In fact, there was nothing to talk about with the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, but Liu Cha was willing to say more about this matter.
"For thousands of years, I have only admired Dong Sangen, the sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi."
"If it were me who traveled around the vast world and used swords like him, I would have died countless times."
"I met A Liang in my hometown back then. The reason why the two of us became friends was largely because A Liang claimed to be Dong Sangen's lifelong friend. The guy said it sincerely, and I believed him."
Knowing the answer, Chen Pingan was actually satisfied. After watching Liu Cha's fishing for a while, he couldn't hold it back and said, "Senior, fishing like this is, to be honest, just like eating hot pot and having the soup splash on your face. It's spicy."
Eye."
Liu Cha remained silent.
The scholars of the Great Wall of Sword Qi don’t listen to what they say.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the fish basket, "To be able to catch so many fish, it's really not because of the skills of my predecessors. Either those fish were hungry and panicked and were in a hurry to reincarnate, or their luck was really bad, and they were just like drunkards on the roadside who fell into the gutter.
."
Liu Cha asked: "Is it particular?"
I still have no interest in practicing swordsmanship here, but I have no interest in reading, so I can only spend my time fishing. Liu Cha deliberately gave up his identity as a Qi practitioner, otherwise it would be completely boring.
Chen Pingan asked back: "What do you think, senior?"
If you were to talk to me about this, there would be no one in the Fourteenth Ascension Realm, they would all be juniors.
Liu Cha thought for a while and said: "Mermaid water, pole hook bait, I think that's all."
Chen Ping'an was a little unsure of Liu Cha's words and asked, "Senior, are you here to fight with me, or do you really think it's that simple?"
Liu Cha stopped talking.
Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment and said, "I'll have a sword fight with my senior in the future."
Liu Cha smiled and asked, "Why?"
Chen Ping'an knelt down, picked up a few stones, and gently threw them into the water. "Senior is so heroic, and I admire you so much. There are just a few things that I didn't do properly."
Liu Cha laughed and said, "Whatever. I hope you won't keep me waiting for a long time. If it only takes two or three hundred years, it won't be a big problem."
Although this swordsman with a big beard had used his sword several times in Haoran Tianxia, it was not out of his heart, but Liu Cha didn't think this was a reason.
In the final analysis, my swordsmanship is still not high enough. When I passed the ruins of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I had not yet reached the fourteenth realm. Otherwise, why should I care about the opinions of the great ancestors of Tuoyue Mountain and Zhou Mi?
Chen Pingan clapped his hands, stood up and left.
Liu Cha was stunned for a moment and turned his head suddenly.
I saw that guy standing at the "doorway" of Gongde Forest, waving his hands and saying with a smile: "Fishing, keep fishing, senior, continue, the small fish have run away, you can wait for the big fish."
Liu Cha had no choice but to make an exception and glanced at the fish swimming in the lake. He was hit again and again with stones by the guy, and there was still a shitty fish caught.
Good guy, he's even worse than that A-Liang.
Liu Cha looked at the lake and said, "If you can, please send a message to the bamboo basket for me."
After Chen Ping'an stepped through the door, he leaned back and asked, "Which sentence?"
Liu Cha smiled and said: "Tell him to become the strongest person in the wild world."
Chen Pingan nodded and agreed.
Liu Cha asked: "I helped you, but you asked for nothing?"
Chen Ping'an kept that posture, thought for a long time, and then shook his head, "Save it first?"
Liu Cha raised his hand.
Chen Ping'an threw over a booklet written by himself, which contained detailed tips on fishing.
Liu Cha took it, put it in his sleeve, and said thank you.
According to what Li Huai said, Chen Ping'an would also find a few things to do to relax during his future years of practicing on the mountain. He didn't have any big ideas, it was really just to relax.
For example, if you go down the mountain and become an anonymous school master, you don't have enough knowledge, so you just teach the children in a certain village school how to read and write. It may not be the boundary of Longzhou near Luopo Mountain, but farther away. Or in the Lotus Root Blessed Land.
, it is also possible to be a teacher.
Another example is that I occasionally travel far away in the wind, to rivers and lakes thousands of miles away, fishing alone, carrying a few bottles of wine, and cooking myself a pot of fish soup.
If making money is for living, life cannot be just about making money.
So going up the mountain to practice is life, and life cannot just be practice.
It’s just that you can’t slack off when it comes to practicing swordsmanship, earning money to practice martial arts, and studying and studying.
Chen Pingan opened his eyes and found no trace of the night ship yet.
There are three people around, probably because they are in their own territory. Xianxiu Nalan has already taken out his embroidery bag and exchanged some dry cigarettes. She has a cold temper and doesn't like to talk much. The other two are more talkative, especially the girl's appearance.
The ghosts seemed to be particularly interested in young talents such as Cao Ci, Fu Xi, and Xu Bai. They chatted with the quirky little girl. The little girl thought Cao Ci was more beautiful, and she called him Fei.
Sister Cui, however, said that Fu Xi was better because the chief disciple of the city lord of Baidi City was a sword cultivator. Compared to those who practiced martial arts, he was naturally more elegant and elegant.
The little girl glanced at the sword cultivator in blue shirt and felt that the person next to her seemed not that good.
Chen Pingan just pretended not to hear or see anything.
Unexpectedly, while we were chatting, Feicui started talking about the Confucian Temple Boxing Competition. It turned out that in just a few days, the news had spread from the Confucian Temple to the Shanhai Sect.
There are so many things in the world, but there are always a few things that people will talk about. Just like some people will stand out from the crowd, and some things will be refreshing.
The little girl seemed a little unhappy. She had been chattering all the time, but suddenly she stopped talking.
Maybe he was trying to avenge Cao Ci? He felt that some hidden official didn't follow the moral principles of the world and slapped Cao Ci in the face?
Feicui had a carefree temperament. She turned to the man with a dull gourd and said proactively: "You are a swordsman, at least an immortal, right? You must have good vision. So what do you think the outcome of that boxing contest will be if both sides decide life and death?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I don't know much about Zijing martial arts, so I can't jump to conclusions. But I guess that as long as you ask Cao Ci for boxing, whether it is victory or defeat or life and death, it can be determined with at least one hand. In addition, Haoran the world, all
Wufu, you will lose 100% of the time, there will be no suspense."
Among them are Pei Bei, Song Changjing, Zhang Tiaoxia and Li Er.
The little girl who was originally sick raised her eyebrows. After hearing these fair words, she became happy again, shook her head, and said with high spirits: "What a hidden official, what a sword fairy in blue, such a bad temper, this guy needs to be dealt with."
Well, if I were the Immortal Yunqiao from Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, haha, how could I change it to Zheng Juzhong, haha. If that guy dared to stand next to me, hahaha."
Chen Pingan, who was sitting next to him, nodded slightly in agreement and agreed with the little girl's opinion.
The little girl who had been secretly sizing up this person from the corner of her eye stretched out her thumb and said, "This sword fairy speaks well and has excellent eyesight. He looks... not bad. You will be my friend from now on!"
Chen Pingan smiled warmly and nodded gently.
Naturally, the little girl’s origin as a mountain spirit was immediately apparent.
The little girl asked casually: "Are you waiting for the ferry, where are you going?"
Chen Pingan said: "Go to Beiju Luzhou."
The little girl said oh and said in an old-fashioned way: "Your hometown is Luzhou in Beiju. It's a great place. No wonder there are many swordsmen there. But my hometown is Baopingzhou. I'll take you there to play in the future."
Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask any more questions.
How come this little girl with a low level of cultivation seems to have a high status in the Shanhai Sect when she crosses continents to the Middle Earth Divine Continent?
Although he doesn't know the reason, Chen Ping'an has a better impression of Shanhaizong.
Nalan Xianxiu tapped the stone cliff with the dry tobacco pole, and then took out some tobacco leaves from the bag. She raised her head and glanced at the sky. She was in a daze.
She came back to her senses and asked with a smile: "You also like to smoke dry cigarettes?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "I have never smoked."
She smiled and said: "Actually, it's more interesting than drinking as an alcoholic."
Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.
In addition to the bamboos in Qingshen Mountain, Chen Ping'an will also go to Luo Lo Mountain with Feng Yuan, the cross-continental ferry of the Xuan Mi Dynasty. From this meeting at the Confucian Temple, Chen Ping'an returned with a full load.
The pot of calamus presented by the God of Jiuyi Mountain and the origami black-clothed swallow presented by the tiger lady of Yanzhi Mountain were both taken out of the gentleman's shelf and given to Chen Ping'an.
As for the box of powder, Chen Ping'an accepted it without hesitation and felt particularly at ease. Otherwise, should he give it to Senior Brother Zuo or Senior Brother Jun Qian?
There is absolutely no need to waste everything.
Chen Pingan accepted these three items at that time.
Chen Pingan confiscated the rest. No matter how his husband tried to persuade him, he just refused to agree.
The reason is very good. There will be more and more disciples in the future. You must have something of your own. How can you do it if you are always so light-hearted?
But before parting, Mr. Liu Caishen still gave the close-at-hand object that Liu Caishen accidentally left behind to the close disciple, saying that Luopo Mountain would do big business in the future and it would definitely be needed. Anyway, as long as Luopo Mountain made money.
Money means money earned by the literary saints.
At the same time, the old scholar smiled and took out two scrolls from his sleeves and asked Chen Pingan to guess.
In fact, Chen Ping'an didn't need to guess, he knew it must be the work of two seniors, Su Zi and Liu Qi.
Chen Pingan feels that he has a good habit of listening and persuading.
For example, I quickly listened to the words of Master Huolong. In business, if you are thin-skinned, you will really not succeed.
Young people have to listen to what old people say, and they have to do it after they hear it.
So when Chen Ping'an heard that Immortal Yunqi had not yet left Aotou Mountain, he immediately sent a secret letter to the unknown owner of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.
Immortal Yun Jie quickly replied quietly and sent something to Gong De Lin.
It's the white jade Ganoderma lucidum with the rank of half-immortal soldier.
Not only did Yun Jie feel no pain when he cut his flesh like this, he was actually willing to do so and felt relieved.
Yun Jie's awe for the lord of Baidi City has been exaggerated beyond measure.
Zheng Juzhong's behavior is really unbelievable. He was able to hide it from the outside world. One of his clones gradually became a closed disciple of the Literary Sage lineage?!
This makes sense why a foreigner, at a young age, can become the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall and return to the vast world alive.
Could it be that this is a huge deal between Zheng Juzhong, the embroidered tiger Cui Chan, the literary sage and the old scholar, and the Chinese Confucian Temple?!
Could it be that the first mover in this chess game was Caiyun Game back then?
Look, this first move on the chessboard has been deliberately made known to the world, but what is the result? Didn't it successfully hide it from all the monks in the world?
After Yun Jie secretly sent the piece of white jade Ganoderma lucidum to Gongde Forest, the immortal walked to the courtyard from the bottom of his heart, and then headed towards the direction of Panshui County. He murmured words in his heart, bowed his head and bowed for a long time, and could not stand up for a long time.
Of course Chen Pingan did not see that scene, but he could roughly imagine the state of mind of Immortal Yun Jie.
A priceless piece of white jade Ganoderma lucidum, carved with two lines of inscriptions, has a very good meaning.
A man who has been crystal clear and flawless for thousands of years, the home of the fragrance of orchids for hundreds of generations.
With this semi-immortal weapon, the expenses incurred at Baofengzhai in Yiaozhou Island, plus the credit account for purchasing bamboo from Qingshen Mountain, will be repaid.
Far far away on the sea, a bright sword light rose into the sky.
Chen Pingan looked up.
Nalan Xianxiu narrowed her eyes, then turned to look at the young man. She knew his identity.
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On the other side of Wenjin Ferry, a pink Taoist robe landed on a ferry that had just set off. Liu Chicheng casually threw a Grain Rain coin to the ferry steward to see Taoting Taoist fellow off.
As a result, he saw a scrawny old blind man in the cabin. Liu Chicheng, who was originally going to have a good meal with Taoting, just said hello to Taoting and came and went in a hurry.
Liu Chicheng couldn't afford to offend someone who even Guo Outing dared to beat casually. Of course, the most fundamental reason was that his senior brother was no longer in Panshui County.
In the house, the old blind man and Li Huai were sitting, the young Taoist was standing, not daring to breathe, there was the bonsai on the table, and an old tree spirit from the south of the city was standing on the "top of the mountain".
The old blind man asked: "Li Huai, do you want to have a servant girl with smart hands and feet? I can go to the wild world to help you catch her."
Li Huai rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to the old blind man.
The old blind man was used to it, so he turned around. The tree spirit had just claimed to have met an ancient sword immortal named Chunyang. The latter was from the line of sword immortals from the Taoist sect.
Went up.
The old blind man asked: "You have such a loud voice, did you grow up drinking the northwest wind?"
The old tree spirit was not happy when he heard this. He put his hands on his hips and asked loudly: "Li Huai, who is this guy? He has such an aggressive tone?"
Li Huai said with a smile: "I still don't know the names of most of my masters."
The old tree spirit was silent. Looking at the young Taoist, he looked like he was a good Taoist. He could call Liu Daochun a brother and a brother, which was beyond the Jade Pu realm. Since the young Taoist was Li Huai's retainer, then the old blind man in front of him was Li Huai.
Huai's master is in the Immortal Realm, and most likely he can't escape. If he is in Baofuzhai, it doesn't matter if he is an Immortal. Today he is down and out, so he has to live under someone else's roof. He still has to judge the situation, so he doesn't talk to that person who likes to talk all over the place.
What the hell is this old blind man talking about?
The old blind man turned his head and faced the Ascension Realm of Peach Pavilion, "Taoist Haoran Nen? How come the resounding name sounds a bit like Haoran Baiye, a talisman to the immortal?"
The old man in yellow had a dry smile on his face, "I was given the nickname by the young master when I came to travel around the world. I am worried that if I don't have a nickname to accompany me when I go out with the young master, I will easily cause my young master to be looked down upon by outsiders."
The old blind man laughed and waved, and Taoting was suddenly pulled over. He had to bend down and tilt his head. His head was grabbed by the five fingers like hooks. He obediently maintained such a funny posture. Taoting did not dare to hide at all.
It's crunchy under your fingers.
Taoting didn't dare to say anything.
The old tree spirit trembled when he saw it, and turned his head quickly not daring to look, but he was horrified by what he heard.
This old blind man is not a good person.
Li Huai quickly stood up and slapped the old blind man on the arm, "Okay, okay, don't bully me like this all the time. Just close the door at home and save some face for me outside."
The old blind man let go of his hand and slapped Tao Ting on the side of his face, causing the latter to fall to the ground. He said in his heart: "If you continue to show off your power and prestige like this in the future, it will bring many accidents to Li Huai. Slap him."
Die to you."
But on the bright side, the old blind man took out a yellowed book from his sleeve and threw it on Taoting. "Guarding the road all the way, there is no credit, only hard work. This is the first half of the Mountain Refining Technique, and the second half,
talk about it later."
Taoting held the book in both hands, her eyes red and extremely excited.
As the founder of the wild world, his ability to drive mountains and move mountains is needless to say. He is not much worse than Yuan Shou. Only the Lianshan Road after that is much inferior to Yuan Shou. Otherwise, the position of the throne will have to be changed.
When you come to Taoting and sit down, you should say "Brother Taoting" to Yuan Shou. Instead of wandering around secretly on the edge of Shiwanda Mountain twice, looking for opportunities to eat yourself.
Why was Taoting willing to work as a watchdog for the old blind man? Wasn't he just following this Mountain Refining Technique?
Li Huai slapped the table and asked: "Is this what you mean by being a wise man?!"
The young Taoist had just gotten a huge advantage, and felt that there was a tense situation in the room. If there was a fight, it would definitely be him who would suffer in the end, and it would definitely not be Uncle Li, so he started to move away.
The old blind man nodded.
Unexpectedly, Li Huai smiled happily, walked around behind the old blind man, rubbed his shoulders and tapped his back, and whispered: "This time, I won't do it next time."
When they return home this time, if their parents and Li Liu know such a thing, how can they laugh so hard?
Besides, there is also the brother-in-law whom I have never met. I heard that he comes from a scholarly family in Luzhou, Beiju. So I can't let my sister marry into the family and look down upon her husband's family. Now he has become a scholar in the academy.
My younger brother can be more or less strong-willed.
Li Huai reminded: "Have we agreed? Gentlemen, don't come here, don't mess around, otherwise I will be anxious with you, and most of our master-disciple relationship will fade away."
The old blind man still nodded.
The title of gentleman is nothing. When the time comes, let the Confucian Temple directly give it to the Academy Headmaster. But judging from Li Huai's temper, it seems that he never likes to stand out. If the Headmaster is too eye-catching, the Deputy Headmaster will be just right.
When a master gives something to his disciple, he has to weigh it carefully and consider it carefully. Whether he accepts it or not depends on his mood?
The pair of master and disciple, the old blind man and Li Huai, are indeed rare.
Li Huai sat back down and continued to read a book of Jianghu novels. He suddenly raised his head and smiled at the old blind man: "I just saw a saying in the book that old trees have flowers but no ugly branches. Master, what did you look like when you were young? It shouldn’t be bad, right?”
The old blind man smiled and nodded, "It's not bad. Back then, Chen Qingdu and Long Jun were always jealous of this matter."
The young Taoist looked at an old blind man with a blooming face.
The old blind man is the one who dislikes turning over old almanacs the most.
but
It was Li Huai who was actually willing to talk about this.
The old tree spirit asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"
The old blind man asked: "Who is it?"
The old tree spirit wiped the sweat from his forehead and did not dare to speak.
The old blind man stood up and said: "In the future, during my studies, I will go to Shiwanda Mountain when I have time."
Li Huai then stood up and said that he would wait a moment. He took out a package from the book box and handed it to the old blind man. He said with a smile: "They are just some miscellaneous books. When I go back there, I will treat it as a pastime."
The old blind man put it in his sleeve, stepped out in one step, and returned to the wilderness.
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At three o'clock that day, Old Zhouzi Gu Qingsong walked sneakily at night, hiding his traces along the way, and came across the Gongde Forest. He had a good talk with the Jingsheng Xiping before he agreed to help and report.
Gu Qingsong is so easy to talk to when asking for help. Otherwise, you and Xiping would be like jumping out of the stone. What nonsense are you talking to? It doesn't matter if the backer is the Confucian Temple, or the most holy teacher, it doesn't matter if we don't pay. Scholars, who is taller and who is shorter?
Gu Qingsong finally met Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an cupped his fists and said, "Senior Gu."
Gu Qingsong waved his hand, "Don't worry about these seniorities, some are some, some are not, it's pretentious or not."
In fact, Gu Qingsong said this to himself. Otherwise, if Chen Pingan had respectfully called him Gu Laozu, Gu Lao Xianjun, what would be the problem?
Or in terms of other generations, he should be considered the same generation as Mrs. Gui. If you, Chen Pingan, call Mrs. Gui aunt, aren't you his junior?
Who knows, one day, this boy will call himself uncle.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingsong felt that even if he called him Brother Chen or Uncle Chen tonight, it wouldn't be a loss.
Anyway, I will come back in the future. When the time comes, I will take Mrs. Gui, who has become a Taoist couple, and then I will stay in Luopo Mountain and hang out in front of this kid every day when I have nothing to do.
Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Does Mrs. Gui hate you?"
Lao Zhouzi said confidently: "Of course I don't hate you. Whether you like me or not, I can't say for the time being."
Originally, as long as the old god Gu Qingsong and Gu were annoying, Chen Pingan could send him away with just a few words.
For example, if you want Mrs. Gui to like you, the first step is not to hate you. How not to dislike her is to like her silently from a distance. In this way, Mrs. Gui can be clean and it will not delay Gu Qingsong from continuing to like Mrs. Gui. As a result, when Gu Qingsong said this, Chen Pingan had no choice but to change his approach and change the question. He said it very humanly, "Mrs. Gui is my elder. Do you think it is appropriate for me to teach you how to like her?"
Gu Qingsong frowned and said: "Stop talking nonsense, teach you knowledge, and I will give you money."
What are you talking about, don’t you just want money? I have it.
I have wandered alone in the vast waters of the four seas for so many years. Even the officials of the fat woman's Lushui pit, whenever they see me at sea, they will take the initiative to give way and obediently avoid my sharp edges.
Not to mention the little shrimps that the Yulong Sect nuns had in the early years. If I just drop a piece of bamboo grass, it can stir up huge waves on the sea.
You kid, go to the Confucian Temple and look through the almanac. Who was the hero who flooded the Eighteen Islands without hurting anyone?
Of course, Chen Ping'an didn't really teach this old boatman any "Taoism", so he just talked about it casually. However, Gu Qingsong listened intently from beginning to end, nodding his head from time to time. From the looks of it, what he said was really touching his heart. went?
Gu Qingsong finally said: "Tell me what you want, don't be pretentious, I don't have time to talk in circles with you."
Chen Pingan was honest and fair: "I would like to ask my seniors for advice on a life-saving escape technique."
The reason couldn't be simpler. With Gu Qingsong's temper, if he didn't have a few special skills, he would never have been so "easy" just from falling from immortality to jade.
Gu Qingsong hesitated. If Mrs. Gui wanted to learn, he would definitely give her all his money to teach her. Except for Mrs. Gui, he was not very happy. This was a rare skill.
Gu Qingsong said angrily: "What is my name now?"
Chen Pingan could only say: "Gu Qingsong."
Lao Zhouzi sneered and said, "I think your kid's brain is not as bright as the rumors say."
Gu Qingsong, looking back at Qingshui Mountain Pine.
In the hidden place of Haoran, find an unknown river and an ancient pine, and refine the two together.
Chen Ping'an had made some guesses before, but even if he verified what he was thinking, it was still not appropriate to reveal the secret.
After all, the key point is still the content of the Tao. Just knowing what it is but not knowing why it is so meaningless.
Gu Qingsong then explained the mystery and said smugly: "Can't you think of it?"
Chen Ping'an had a look of astonishment on his face, but he wasn't overly surprised. He was surprised, a little bit admired, and a little salivated.
Unexpectedly, Gu Qingsong glanced at the young official, spat, and cursed, "Damn, you are a thief."
Chen Pingan was really confused now, how did Gu Qingsong see it.
Gu Qingsong said angrily: "Stop guessing, I have a secret method that I have figured out by myself, which can distinguish right from wrong in a rough way."
Otherwise, why do you think I was chosen by Master to help punt the boat out to sea? Is it because I am easy to cheat money?
Chen Pingan thought for a while, but gave up the idea of seeking Taoist secrets, changed the subject, and asked: "Senior Gu, why do you miss Madam Gui so much?"
Gu Qingsong was silent for a long time, sighed, and said: "Before I met her, I had never dreamed of such a beautiful girl."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Then I won't send senior away."
Gu Qingsong asked in confusion: "Aren't you going to learn this magical power?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "Forget it, I won't force it. I just hope that when Senior Gu meets the children of Luoluoshan in the future, he will be willing to take care of him a little more."
Gu Qingsong nodded, "I never thought that you are a kind-hearted person. I can agree to this matter, just give it a thousand years. In the future, whenever I meet monks or warriors from Luolu Mountain, I will ignore it under normal circumstances, but as long as it is a critical moment, I will always help.”
Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.
Gu Qingsong waved his hand, hurriedly left Gongdelin, caught up with a ferry, and found Mrs. Gui who had returned to Aquarius Continent. Lao Zhouzi spoke to her heartfelt words.
The general meaning is that he did a lot of stupid things before, on Osmanthus Island, on the night boat, because he didn't know the rules. I promise that he will never do such wishful thinking again. I didn't understand it before, but now I understand, and I feel that I really like someone. , you can’t just like it blindly.
Mrs. Gui looked calm, but rarely interrupted Lao Zhouzi's words, and her eyes were somewhat serious.
But she smiled in her heart, Xiancha was so good at talking today, it must be the credit of that boy Chen Ping'an.
I believe that soon the Osmanthus Island in Old Dragon City will receive a letter of apology from Chen Ping'an specifically explaining the matter.
Actually, that doesn't have to be the case. She's not stupid and can guess it.
With Xiancha's temper, who in the world can he listen to? Li Sheng is probably willing to listen, or Li Xisheng and Zhou Li are also willing. But these three will definitely not teach Xiancha this way.
say.
In fact, Mrs. Gui was not really moved by these words, but felt that it was not easy for this old boatman to be willing to spend so much time and trouble.
She finally said softly: "Xiancha, I'm sorry that I can't respond to your love."
Lao Zhouzi scratched his head and said something that was just his true thoughts, "It's something like that, it's something like that, as long as you don't find me annoying, I'll be happy."
Mrs. Gui sighed, "You also have a direct disciple on Osmanthus Island. You go there to sit there occasionally and try to help him break through as soon as possible."
As the King of Nanyue Mountain, Fan Junmao has fallen into a lot of circumstances, and the Fan family is in urgent need of a new person to worship him in the upper five realms.
Mrs. Gui reminded: "Don't think too much."
Xiancha said categorically: "Don't think too much!"
What is the misunderstanding? How can there be a misunderstanding? This is just a mistake in the horoscope!
Brother Chen, oh no, Uncle Chen, you really have some moral integrity!
If I had known that I would not be stingy with the magical power at Gong De Lin.
Mrs. Gui knew at a glance that this guy had misunderstood, but she didn't bother to say anything more.
After Old Zhouzi Xiancha left the ferry, he first shrunk down to the mountains and rivers through a few unique secret techniques left to him by Lu Chen. His magical powers were vast and even surpassed the ordinary ascension realm.
He found the night ship and began to stalk her, insisting on boarding the ship, and swore he would never do anything wrong.
When it comes to finding night ships, Xiancha can be said to be the best person in the world.
The captain's master appeared at the bow of the ship, overlooking the small boat on the sea, smiled and joked: "If I remember correctly, didn't I say you won't come even if I beg you?"
Xiancha held bamboo mugwort in his hand and asked confidently: "Did you beg me?"
If you ask, I won’t come. If you don’t ask, I will come.
Master Zhang was speechless for a moment.
Xiancha said: "I'm just looking for Mrs. Li from Lingxi City, and I'll leave after having a word with her."
Master Zhang smiled and asked, "Please help Mrs. Gui write a poem?"
Old Zhouzi complained: "Captain Zhang, you are so old. Why do you like to ask questions so much? Open the door and make way. Just stay aside and cool down."
After a lot of entanglement, Lao Zhouzi successfully arrived at Lingxi City and really just said a word before leaving.
Then Lao Zhouzi shouted at the top of his voice: "Captain?"
no respond.
"Mr. Zhang, where are you? Stop pretending to be deaf and dumb, I know you are here."
Still the world is silent.
So Lao Zhouzi began to curse, "Your uncle, let me get off the boat. If you continue to be so unreasonable, the mountains are high and the rivers are long. Remember to be careful in the future..."
It was the first time Xiancha traveled on a night boat. At that time, Lu Chen was with him, so he naturally came and left whenever he wanted.
Later, when she boarded the ship for the second time, Mrs. Li felt annoyed and asked the shipowner to send this man off the ship.
This time, I was left hanging after getting off the boat. I never thought that Xiancha sneered and actually left the ferry directly by relying on the secret method that was not taught to Chen Pingan. However, the injury was not serious, and the fall was not serious, but at least the hard work of a hundred years was gone.
The Taoist practice of refining qi.
Mrs. Li smiled and said: "You will definitely be resented."
Master Zhang said: "Ignore him."
He asked curiously: "What did Xiancha say before?"
As a ship owner, it wasn't that I couldn't hear, but I just deliberately didn't listen out of respect for Lingxi City.
Mrs. Li said: "He suggested to me a candidate for the city master."
Master Zhang said: "Chen Ping'an?"
Mrs. Li nodded.
Master Zhang smiled and said: "On the surface, he is the most unsuitable for Lingxi City."
Night Sailing is preparing to open up four new cities, and the number of cities will increase from twelve to sixteen. His earliest idea was actually to let Chen Ping'an occupy one of the new cities.
Master Zhang turned his head and asked, "Do you really want to travel far away?"
Moreover, this woman’s journey will mark her farewell to heaven and earth.
She nodded and said: "It was on the ferry that I learned about the boat owner's prose. The lake was full of sounds of people and birds, the sky, clouds, mountains and rivers were all white, and there were two or three mustard seeds in the people, boats and pavilions... I have been in Lin'an for a long time.
I never knew that the snow scene over there could be so moving. So I planned to leave after watching a heavy snowfall and 'drink three big whites before leaving', but I didn't know if I had the capacity to drink."
Master Zhang asked: "What should I do with Lingxi?"
Mrs. Li said: "It's better to stay here. Life has just begun and it shouldn't end here."
The antlered boy who likes to wear sleeves with both hands, stretched out his sleeves, bowed to Master Zhang and asked, "Shipmaster, can I accompany my master to disembark? I may not be able to board the ship in the future."
Master Zhang smiled and nodded: "Why not? The freest thing in the world is knowledge. No matter where Lingxi is, isn't he always sailing at night?"
Mrs. Li and the young man with antlers bowed to the captain and said goodbye together.
After Master Zhang laughed, he bowed solemnly and returned the courtesy, saying softly: "I am lucky enough to meet Mr. Lin'an in this life."
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On the top floor of Bai Yujing, Lu Chen sat on the railing, clasped his fists like the martial artist, swayed hard a few times, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, senior brother, you are really invincible."
Yu Dou turned his head and found this junior brother, smiling playfully and saying joking words, but his eyes were as dark as Gujing Yuxuan.
He asked: "What's the explanation?"
Lu Chen rubbed his chin, "No solution. The boat will naturally straighten up when it reaches the bridge."
Yu Dou sneered: "This is not the reason why you are lingering here and not going to Tianwaitian."
Lu Chen complained endlessly, "I really don't want to go. It's all hard work. In the world of Qing Ming, can a genius emerge and solve this problem once and for all?"
Yu Dou was speechless.
Knowing that his junior brother Lu Chen was complaining about his attack that year, Wenjian Daxuan Duguan.
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The cliffside on the Shanhaizong side.
Nalan Xianxiu put the cigarette rod on his waist, stood up and said, "Let's go."
The girl Feicui helped the little girl roll up the bamboo mat. While the little girl was busy, she went to the green-shirted guest and said, "Sword Fairy, don't forget, we are friends, and we will visit each other more often in the future."
Chen Pingan smiled and agreed.
The little girl finally held the rolled up bamboo mat and left in a swaggering manner, but she couldn't help but think of the parting that year, so her steps slowed down.
At that time, the little girl was taken home by an older sister. In the latter's hometown, they sat on the first stroke of the word "天", and the latter sat in the middle, looking at a place called Luolu Mountain in the distance that was not so far away.
The place.
At this moment, the little girl glanced at the sky, lowered her head with red eyes, raised her arm to wipe her eyes, and said dullly: "The biggest villain in the world is that Chen Pingan."
Chen Ping'an just stared ahead, looking at the sea, silent.