A dragon boat ferry named Fanmo, at the edge of Zhengyang Mountain, removed its blindfold and slowly returned north.
On the ferry side, everyone in Luopo Mountain fell down one after another.
Only Sui Youyou did not board the ship, and she chose to travel far away with her sword alone.
Hongxia and Peixiang are still standing together. A descendant of the river who has successfully turned into a dragon, and a leader of the Fox Kingdom. They are both from the mountains and rivers, and now they are practicing in the Lotus Root Blessed Land. Every time Jise Peak discusses something, they always
They felt out of place, so they seemed to be very dependent on each other. Even if they had nothing to talk about, they would stand together involuntarily. As for Peixiang's previous opportunity to break the situation, everyone saw it and no one took it seriously, not even Peixiang.
Xiang herself doesn't think there is anything worth saying. After all, even if she reaches the Jade Pu realm tomorrow, what will happen?
Zhu Lian's body was hunched, with his hands behind his back, and he was chatting and laughing with Master Zhongqiu.
Xiaomi Li held a hiking stick and kept running around Pei Qian, chirping, saying that she was hovering in the wind with her little senior brother. She was about the same as a radish camping in the field, motionless and stable.
Very, from beginning to end, there is absolutely no tension as big as a drizzle.
Chen Lingjun began to exert some mysterious and mysterious natal powers again, and became brothers with the old swordsman in the Yupu realm who had the pseudonym Xixuan, and the two sides chatted extremely well.
One said that he was very good at eating in Beiyue Territory and Beiju Luzhou. He said his name and drank alcohol without spending money.
One person said that he had a small reputation in Liuxia Continent and Aai Ai Continent, but he was inevitably inferior to Brother Jingqing.
As for the lady of the mountain master who had not yet been married by his master, when Chen Lingjun boarded the boat in Ningyao, she was a little far away, just a few smooth steps, like a swimming fish passing through the crowd, with her hands clasped in fists, respectfully,
As soon as he bowed to the end, his buttocks were raised high, and when he was about to speak, he was kicked by Cui Dongshan. He fell to the ground and fell to the ground. Chen Lingjun simply refused to get up and shouted loudly: "Jingqing pays homage to the mountain master's wife."
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Ning Yao said helplessly: "Get up and talk."
Chen Lingjun blurted out: "As for the lady of the mountain master, the ground is cool."
There is gold under a man's knees, and the more he kneels, the more gold he will have.
In the early years, with Pei Qian and Zhu Yu at the door of Ning's house on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Ning Yao could barely adapt to the family style of Luo Luo Shan.
In fact, from Chen Pingan, she had heard a lot about the deeds of this boy in Tsing Yi.
Whenever he talks about Chen Lingjun, Ning Yao can even see from Chen Ping'an's face and eyes that there is no shortage of good wine in the world.
Maybe Chen Lingjun himself didn't know that the rivers and lakes he had walked through had made up for a lot of shortcomings in the young mountain owner's heart. It seemed that he had never been to other rivers and lakes that Chen Ping'an had just passed by, but he had finally seen them, and they were full of distinguished guests.
, mingling with each other, drinking from big bowls, eating large pieces of meat, enjoying grudges and grudges.
As soon as the boy in green clothes stood up, the big white goose raised its foot and tried to kick again.
Chen Lingjun put up a defensive two-handed boxing stance. Cui Dongshan turned around, then suddenly turned around and punched again. Chen Lingjun immediately jumped and moved, and drew a fist stake with his palms. The last two looked at each other and nodded.
At the same time, he stood still, raised his sleeves, let his energy sink in his Dantian, and the masters exchanged blows. Such a civil fight was more dangerous than a martial fight, killing people invisible, and their knowledge was as great as the sky.
Jiang Shangzhen stood alone, leaning on the railing. Cui Dongshan came to him, stood on tiptoes, and leaned on the railing, "Are you planning to go back?"
Jiang Shangzhen nodded and said: "It's okay for Wei Ying to be the leader of the sect, but he may not know how to make big money. Furthermore, it's not appropriate for him to point fingers at my Yunku blessed land. I need to come forward in person, press the heads of many people, and teach them how to bend down and pick up.
Qian. After this, when the site selection for the Luopo Mountain Sect is completed, I plan to visit the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and I have to settle some old scores."
The only thing missing from this dragon boat ferry now is the owner of Luolu Mountain.
Jiang Shangzhen turned his head and glanced at the outline of Zhengyang Mountain, "The mountain owner is still too polite. I will make the account book public and let the Bamboo Emperor explain clearly and truthfully why he removed the name of the mountain protector.
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Cui Dongshan chuckled and said: "This is the end that our mountain-moving ancestor has earned by his own skills. Compared with Xia Yuancui and other old swordsmen who like to be cowardly turtles, he still needs to be more heroic. If you lose, you will lose and die."
Just die, be upright and aboveboard."
Jiang Shangzhen twitched his lips, "I have been running rampant in the mountains and rivers of a continent and have committed crimes for thousands of years. Overtly and covertly, on the mountains and under the mountains, I have at least thousands of lives on my hands, but I turned a blind eye and ignored them. I only saw the vigorous death today. Instead, I gave a thumbs up.
Do you regard him as a hero? If I remember correctly, among the Guanli Immortal family, there are more than one or two sects that suffered heavy losses and great suffering at the hands of Yuan Zhenye in the early years."
Cui Dongshan still had a playful smile on his face, "Chief Zhou, it's boring for you to talk like this. What does it mean to be lively? It means those young female cultivators in Qiongzhi Peak who have to devote themselves to high-ranking officials. If they can't survive it, they will wait for death. If they survive, they will
You have to wait eagerly to see other people's excitement."
Jiang Shangzhen said lazily: "I helped people light lanterns at night and held umbrellas in the rain. In the end, I was criticized for not having bright lights and complained about the rain getting my shoes wet."
Cui Dongshan put his hands in his sleeves, "You have to think this way, without these people's hearts, why should the strong rise up?"
On the road of life, the real mistakes, misses and losses are not the opportunities that pass by, nor the noble people that we missed, but the mistakes that had the opportunity to be corrected. And then they are lost if they miss it.
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and nodded, "This truth is enough to make an old man like me feel like a young man again."
Cui Dongshan said casually: "In addition to my husband's hometown, Huaihuang County, there are actually two other good places, which can be called the Immortal Cave and the Golden and Jade Jungle."
Jiang Shangzhen asked curiously: "Is there such a thing?"
Cui Dongshan said: "In the Qingming world, in the capital of a great dynasty, a large number of monastic geniuses called Wuling boys have emerged. The most famous among them is Wang Yuanlu, who is regarded as a rice thief by Bai Yujing.
The other one who is also one of the ten young candidates is actually from there. As for the Savage World, Liu Cha’s founding disciple Zhu Ji, the two Hundred Sword Immortals of Tuoyue Mountain, and a few younger ones are not
I am a swordsman, but my cultivation qualifications are very good, and they all come from a small place."
Jiang Shangzhen asked: "Is there someone behind the scenes who is editing Tianshi intentionally?"
Cui Dongshan shook his head, "This kind of thing that is easily punished by God cannot be done by human power. At most, it can be pulled from the side, add fuel to the situation, and cut the wick. No one can create such a situation out of thin air."
Jiang Shangzhen asked: "We, the mountain master, left and then came back. What are we going to do?"
Cui Dongshan blinked, Jiang Shangzhen turned around and started writing on the palm of his hand. Cui Dongshan did the same thing. When the two of them spread their palms and held them together, they laughed. They had a clear understanding and the hero had the same idea.
Both of them wrote four words.
The Supreme Sect Master.
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The Jianding Patriarch Hall was completely empty, the Immortal Sword Peak was shattered, Yujiao Peak was replaced with a new top, several vassal hills of new and old peaks were uprooted, and a private mountain and river thousands of miles away was in chaos.
The water level of Qiuling Mountain's Xiaoshu Lake is now as low as a stream. A cave road has been carved out of Full Moon Peak. Qiongzhi Peak has been hit by Cao Jun's three swords, and it seems to have been washed away by Mi Yuxia's sword energy. The water carefully raised by Shuilong Peak
Yi, who was suppressed by the Dragon King Basket before, is still trembling now. The ancient mirror that is the treasure of the mountain, Po Yunfeng, had no time to put it away. It was turned around at will, like a rattle in a child's hand.
The clouds gather and disperse, making a cloud-shifting peak sometimes dark and sometimes bright during the day...
Sword cultivators from various peaks in Zhengyang Mountain prevented Liu Xianyang from climbing the mountain to ask for swordsmanship. Not many people died, but dozens of people were injured, and their spirits dropped to the bottom.
The worshiper Yuan Bai betrayed Xuefeng, turned to Zhongyue Mountain Lord Jinqing, and returned to his hometown by boat.
Wu Tijing, regarded as the "little Wei and Jin Dynasty" in Aquarius Island and "the second of Li Tuanjing", has disappeared. It is said that Tian Wan in Zhuyu Peak received a letter in which Wu Tijing, a traitor, expressed his disapproval.
Master Zhuhuang cursed loudly, saying that he was not a son of a man and was not worthy of being a swordsman. From now on, when master and disciple meet again, they will still be master and disciple, but he, Wu Tijing, will be the master, and you, Zhuhuang, will be your disciple.
Dong Hu, the minister of the Ministry of Rites in the capital city of Da Li, no longer had to worry about whether to climb mountains or not. He picked up a pen to write a secret letter and blew the ink lightly. His handwriting in regular script was strict, both formal and somewhat freehand.
Therefore, in his early years in the Dali officialdom and literary circles, he had the reputation of being "like an embroidered tiger's pen", which was indeed pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it. After Dong Hu and the Minister of Rites Yamen reported the situation, the old minister was light-hearted and ordered
The ferry went north, both the people and the ferry were enjoying themselves in the white clouds.
When the Wei and Jin Dynasties were about to leave the ferry, Yu Huiting asked: "Uncle Wei is going to see the young hermit official?"
Wei Jin shook his head and said, "No, this man's wine quality is too bad. There will be nothing good to see him."
Back then, when he was selling wine in the wine shops on the Great Wall of Jianqi, he was the one who got the most money cheated when buying wine in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
But Yu Huiting knew full well that Uncle Wei, who was arrogant and arrogant, would never say such a thing if he didn't regard the hidden official as a friend.
A celebration that was supposed to congratulate the Patriarch of Moving Mountain for entering the upper five realms ended miserably. The sect leader Zhuhuang was still personally responsible for cleaning up the mess. No matter how messy it was, it was still a mess after all. He was still a sect leader who was about to create the next sect.
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The Bamboo Emperor clasped his fists, saluted the guests from all over the world and the peaks, and said with a carefree smile: "The celebration is cancelled, so you all have to go on a wasted trip today. Zhengyang Mountain will surely provide you with gifts and compensation in return."
Leng Qi, the master of Qiongzhi Peak, got the instructions from the sect master and asked the female cultivators of Huamufang, who had lost their beauty, to quickly remove all the cases.
The Bamboo Emperor put away his sight and spoke to all the peak masters in his heart: "No one can stop the guests who are leaving Zhengyang Mountain. They must not have any dissatisfaction or say any offensive words. Even if they are pretending, they still have to be treated by me."
Put on a smile, Yan Zhanglu, you send people to the top of Zhufeng Mountain to keep an eye on all the people seeing off guests. Once found, the violators will be removed from the gold and jade genealogy on the spot. If there are guests who are willing to stay in Zhengyang Mountain, you will
Send someone to treat you well, and keep in mind this incense friendship, a friend in need, but this must be cherished."
The Bamboo Emperor used his Zhanzhan Qi magic power and looked at the scenery of the mountains beyond the first line of peaks. He saw it was scrawled and his vitality was severely damaged. However, the Bamboo Emperor was still not discouraged. On the contrary, he was still in a mood and interacted with several old swordsmen around him who had their own thoughts.
Xian joked: "It's a pity that before the celebration has even started, Shanzhu Chen and Liu Jianxian have already climbed up the mountain to ask questions. Otherwise, if we collect gifts, we can fill in some holes, and then mend the landscape, so as not to demolish the east wall to repair the west wall, which is too much."
I was so worried that I had to embezzle money from the funds for the next site selection."
Xia Yuancui sighed
With a long sigh, this nephew is indeed of a good nature. Even now, his words can be so calm and gentle. The Man Yue Peak ancestor with the highest seniority in Zhengyang Mountain actually restrained some of his gloomy thoughts for a while.
Now that the enemy is gone, if Luolu Mountain can really give up, will Full Moon Peak and Bamboo Emperor's First Line Peak put aside their past feud and cooperate sincerely?
Tao Yanbo, the God of Wealth, hesitated to speak.
Yan Chu's face was full of surprise, because the Bamboo Emperor's words were a smile to himself, not to the Tao Wealth God of Qiuling Mountain.
It is obvious that the originally beautiful Qiuling Mountain is destined to decline.
When the tree falls, the hozens scatter, and when people leave, the tea cools down.
There were very few guests left.
The ferry boats watching the ceremony are like birds flying in the mountains, following the path that looks like a bird path, one after another, passing through the sky and traveling far away. Zhengyang Mountain is a place of right and wrong, and you cannot stay for a long time.
The Bamboo Emperor said sternly: "We just take this opportunity to hold the second meeting while all the guests are present."
Yan Chu immediately acted as the Patriarch of the Law and waved his hands with a straight face: "Everyone else, please hurry down the mountain and stay at the Jianjian Pavilion. Don't move around at will. Look back and listen to the orders of the Patriarch Hall."
The Bamboo Emperor smiled and said: "Since Yuan Zhenye has been removed from the list, the position of guardian of Zhengyang Mountain will be temporarily vacant. Tao Yanbo, what do you think?"
Regarding Yuan Zhenye, who had protected the mountain for thousands of years, the Bamboo Emperor still only talked about his removal, not life or death.
Tao Yanbo said sadly: "Sect Master, Qiulingshan cannot be blamed for this disaster. I voluntarily resigned from my post and closed my door to think about my mistakes for a while."
The situation is over, and struggling is useless. It will only arouse public anger, bring down the entire Qiuling Mountain, and be greatly resented by the ambitious leader Zhuhuang.
The Bamboo Emperor stared at Tao Yanbo and said slowly: "Then Zhanglu Yan will be transferred to this position. Qiuling Mountain will be closed for a hundred years starting from today. From now on, all the sword cultivators of the Qiuling Mountain line who go down the mountain to practice will have to obey the orders of the first line of peaks."
There should be no objections to the arrangements of the Ancestral Master Hall. After I troubled Tao Jianxian to return to the mountain, I can calm down people's hearts. Master Xia Bo is highly respected. In this critical moment, I have no choice but to trouble my uncle to go out of the mountain, put aside his sword training, and serve as the head priest of the Ancestral Master Hall."
Xia Yuancui stroked his beard and said thoughtfully: "That's all we have to do."
Although Yan Chu was reluctant to give up, he originally thought that he could serve as the God of Wealth as the Patriarch of the Law, but he would still make money by being able to manage the money of the upper and lower sects in the future.
When Tao Yanbo heard this, he became furious and sealed the mountain for a hundred years. The first line of peaks took over all the Qiuling Mountain Sword Cultivators?! Are you, the Bamboo Emperor, going to use a blunt knife to cut the flesh of the Qiuling Mountain Sword Cultivators and kill them all?
Once Qiuling Mountain is banned for a hundred years, wouldn't the sword cultivators of this lineage, especially the younger disciples, all have to change their minds one by one, imitate the Qingwu Peak, and go to other peaks to practice one by one?
Adding bricks and tiles, you push me and push me, each has his own difficulties and difficulties. If the wall falls and everyone pushes it, fools will do it.
The Bamboo Emperor said: "Tao Yanbo, do you have any objections?"
Tao Yanbo's face was gloomy and uncertain. He glanced at the jade plaque hanging on the Bamboo Emperor's waist and finally shook his head.
Although it was a discussion in the Patriarch Hall, the Bamboo Emperor clearly did not give anyone a chance to say no. Without the sword top of the Patriarch Hall, the Bamboo Emperor was just a one-word hall today.
The Bamboo Emperor turned to look at the Zhuyu Peak female ancestor with a smile, and said: "Tian Wan, your responsibilities remain unchanged. You are still in charge of the three areas, Mirror Flowers and Water Moon, Shanshui Palace Report, and Mountain Gate Intelligence."
Tian Wan looked panicked and said in a trembling voice: "Sect Master, it is precisely because Zhuyu Peak's intelligence was wrong that we took those two young men lightly. Tian Wan will never be redeemed by death. He is willing to shut himself up and think about his mistakes like Patriarch Tao."
The Bamboo Emperor smiled, shook his head, and rejected Tian Wan's resignation.
Of course he knew something was wrong with this girl.
The Bamboo Emperor was even sure that she and Luo Luoshan either had a close relationship or had reached a certain covenant, but there was no way. This was the price Zhengyang Mountain had to pay. Yixianfeng and the Bamboo Emperor had to fight with that Chen Shan.
A sincerity given by the Lord’s hands.
Yan Chu's heartstrings suddenly tightened, and he no longer dared to care about whether he had concurrent responsibilities or not. After all, Shuilong Peak was the top of the mountain that had always held the power of espionage.
Tian Wan, this stinky bitch, won't pick up any pot.
As for the Zhuyu Peak, let alone the direct descendants, there are usually no handyman disciples. Only Tian Wan has always lived there to practice in seclusion. Is this obviously throwing dirty water at Shuilong Peak?
The Bamboo Emperor was in a complicated mood. The sect master's state of mind was far from being as calm and calm as it appeared. In fact, he was already exhausted. If there was even the slightest disturbance, even the Bamboo Emperor would feel helpless.
The truth is revealed, the human heart is exposed, and you can see it at a glance. There is no need to look at the confusion and panic among the peaks on the other side of the Stop Sword Pavilion. Just say that on the top of the sword, there are either stupid people with wine bags and rice bags, or smart people with their own agendas, or they just stand by and watch.
Choosing to protect oneself wisely, the Bamboo Emperor smiled bitterly in his heart for no reason. Could it be that as the old saying goes, one family cannot enter the same house?
Bamboo Emperor's vision quickly swept everywhere, trying to find traces of that person.
The Bamboo Emperor dared to say that that person must be somewhere in the mountain at this moment.
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In the viewing pavilion built on the cliff at Full Moon Peak, the Yunlin Jiang family brother and sister still stayed.
The plaque is "Guyun Pavilion" with gold characters on a black background. There are couplets hanging on the pillars on both sides of the pavilion, and the content is quite long.
When I wake up in the morning, I open the door and the mountains are covered with snow. I see the cranes chirping in the pines in the wind. The years are behind me. My heart and the moon are originally round.
Returning home in the evening, drunk and dreaming, the sound of falling woodcutter, the king's words ascending to the sky during the day, flowers and trees offering true appreciation, burning incense and listening to the rain.
Jiang Sheng in the pavilion asked doubtfully: "In this case, Zhengyang Mountain still has the nerve to create a sect?"
The Bamboo Emperor who was the leader of the sect was simply a master as thick-skinned as a city wall, which was an eye-opener for Jiang Sheng.
The monks on the mountain in Aquarius Continent and the noble families at the foot of the mountain all saw this scene, and it was too late to close the mirror.
What's more, I heard that the Confucian Temple has lifted the ban on landscape newspapers. At most, Zhengyang Mountain can control other people's eyes today, but it can't control their mouths.
Jiang Shan, who is a Confucian gentleman, nodded and said: "Of course."
The Bamboo Emperor is actually a very powerful and resilient sect leader. This kind of person will be like a fish in water wherever he practices. It seems that as long as he is not killed and is given one or two straws to grab, he can reach the top again.
Jiang Sheng was in shock at this moment. Hearing the word "eldest brother" seemed to be more absurd to her than seeing Liu Xianyang ask sword questions one after another and then all the way to the top.
Jiang Shan said: "There is no suspense about the establishment of the Lower Sect. Together with the Zhengyang Mountain Sect, they will just repeat the same mistakes together and become the same situation as before for hundreds of years. It is like being stepped on by Li Tuanjing alone, and he is so crushed that he can't breathe.
Come. Of course, the situation in Zhengyang Mountain is even more dangerous this time, because Luolu Mountain is not Fengleiyuan. There is more than one sword immortal. What's more, the two mountain owners, Chen Ping'an and Li Tuanjing, are both sword immortals, but their acting styles are very different.
Same."
Jiang Shan looked around and saw a human heart in Zhengyang Mountain. The clouds and rain gathered and dispersed the glass, which was brittle and brittle. After several sword battles, it was indeed vulnerable to a single blow.
The essence of what Wei Liang calls dismantling is actually the word cutting.
Jiang Shan smiled and said: "Through the hunting envoy Cao Ping, we were able to distinguish ourselves from the Dali imperial court and the Dali border army to a certain extent. It cannot be said in full, but it is of great significance. And through the Yuan Dynasty, which is very likely to be transferred to Shujian Lake to practice.
Bai, let Zhongyue Jinqing and Zhenjing Sect besiege the Zhengyang Mountain Sect located in the old Zhuying territory. Nanyue Prince Caizhishan, Yongjiang Water God, and the Qiantang River Fengshui Cave Laojiao near our home all did their own things.
Having made a choice, in order to achieve this, we need the young mountain owner of Luolu Mountain, a lot of love on the mountain, the connections cultivated in secret, and a genuine exchange of interests."
"This is just the first step."
Jiang Shan said eloquently, "The second step is to target the interior of Zhengyang Mountain. Sword cultivators such as Bo Yun Peak and Pian Piao Feng, all the swordsmen who often took the lead in the First Line Peak Ancestral Hall, will sit down with Yong Yong.
After the discussion, the fellow disciples separated the two groups of people, which can not only disperse the scattered sand, but the most important thing is the backhand hidden in it. For example, let the Zhengyang Mountain Sect and the future Lower Sect, from today on,
There begins to be some kind of schism that cannot be bridged.”
"If I were the young hidden official of Luopo Mountain, after the sword quest is over and I leave, there will be a fourth step. On the surface, it seems to leave Zhengyang Mountain alone. Of course, whoever wants to ask the sword of Luopo Mountain is most welcome. In this way
, Luopo Mountain is equivalent to giving face to the Great Li court, leaving steps for both sides. Only in the dark, join forces with Zhongyue and Zhenjing Sect, and use all their strength to target the lower sect of Zhengyang Mountain. It is very simple, as long as it does not come from Puyun Peak
The sword cultivators in these mountains can’t even hope to have a good life, and no one even dares to go out to practice.”
Jiang Sheng wondered: "On the surface? The fourth step?"
Jiang Shan smiled and said: "The likes of Bailudu and Qingwu Peak have long since become obsolete. Xia Yuancui of Full Moon Peak is the most aware of current affairs, Leng Qi of Qiongzhi Peak is the best at clinging to strong men, and Yan Chu likes to camp and is only interested in profit. The loss of Qiuling Mountain is almost
It was Yuan Zhenye, who was enshrined in his own mountain guard, who was most seriously injured. Otherwise, Tao Yanbo was actually the most suitable and most promising candidate to serve as the head of the next sect. Regardless of the reason, Zhengyang Mountain fell to this point, and Li Tuanjing did not.
It’s totally different to have one person crush Zhengyang Mountain.”
"Li Tuanjing can ask Sword Zhengyang Mountain at will and kill any sword cultivator, but Zhengyang Mountain, which has been built for three hundred years, is under pressure and shares the same hatred, because everyone does not think that a Fenglei Garden or Li Tuanjing will be the same.
It is true that Zhengyang Mountain can be destroyed, but Luopo Mountain's joint viewing of the ceremony this time is different. Therefore, this viewing ceremony is the third step of the young Yinguan, allowing everyone in Zhengyang Mountain, from the old patriarch to all the youngest disciples, to
They all understand one thing in their hearts, don’t go head-to-head with Luo Luo Shan. Seeking revenge is just a fantasy. The older ones can’t beat him. The most outstanding of the younger generation, Yu Ping’s defeat was extremely embarrassing. Wu Tijing has already left. People’s hearts
We are scattered here. We try hard to make plans, but we can’t win. It’s a huge disparity. We can’t even talk about head-to-head fights and arm-wrestling. In this case, Jiang Sheng, let me ask you, if you are the direct descendant of Zhengyang Mountain and you still need to continue practicing in the mountain, what can you do?
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Jiang Sheng asked tentatively: "Internal strife?"
Jiang Shan nodded, but then shook his head, "Yes and no."
Jiang Sheng said angrily: "You're still here?!"
Jiang Shan, who rarely drank alcohol, took out a pot of wine, took a sip, leaned against the pavilion pillar, and looked toward the Yixian Peak in the distance, "In the eyes of outsiders, it is internal strife. But in the eyes of people in Zhengyang Mountain, it is a matter of course.
Everyone has their own fights, the outer sects compete for the status of their relatives, the direct descendants compete for the ranking of seats on each peak, and they compete for the heavenly materials and earthly treasures needed for sword refining. Fame and wealth are not divided into families. Walking on the path of cultivation is not easy, and climbing is even harder. There are challenges everywhere.
To fight for.”
"The fight will only become more fierce than before, because I suddenly discovered that Zhengyang Mountain, which I thought was invincible in the continent, is not an existence that is expected to replace Shen Gaozong at all. Even if the Yixianfeng Ancestral Hall is rebuilt, it seems that there will be more people every day.
It’s very precarious, and I’m worried that it will be gone if I say no one day.”
Jiang Shan carried the wine pot, raised his arm, and drew a big circle, "In the past, Zhengyang Mountain could continue to expand, so that many hidden dangers hidden deep could be temporarily ignored, or even ignored forever."
Then Jiang Shan drew a small circle the size of a palm, "Now it seems to have been reduced to this small area."
Finally, Jiang Shan drew another circle between the big circle and the small circle with the wine pot in his hand, "Although it is actually so big, people will not be so optimistic. He went to the extreme and changed from the blind optimism of the past, with his eyes higher than his head.
It feels like all the mountains and rivers in the continent are the home gates of the Zhengyang Mountain monks, but now I am blindly pessimistic and have no hope at all, so I can only stare at the one-third of an acre of land a few steps away from my toes."
Jiang Sheng frowned, "It's already so complicated just from what you said, so wouldn't it be even more exaggerated to do Luo Luo Shan?"
Jiang Shan smiled and said: "It's not complicated to do it. I'm an outsider, so I can't comment casually, but it's just a mouthful. It's really not complicated, right?"
In short, Chen Pingan's quest for swordsmanship has not ended here, but has just begun.
In the first sword question that followed, Jiang Shan guessed that the place where the sword of the blue-robed swordsman from Luo Po Mountain fell was the candidate for the next sect master of Zhengyang Mountain.
Jiang Sheng complained endlessly, "Just listening to it will bore me to death."
"Stand down from a high position, outline and guide, solve problems easily, and everything will fall into place."
Jiang Shan pointed to the winding water called Rouge Creek on the ground outside the cliff, and said with a smile: "Since Luopo Mountain helped Zhengyang Mountain carve out a river bed, then the human heart will naturally flow through it like running water.
People step into it without even realizing it.”
Jiang Shan suddenly stood up, bowed to the other side of the pavilion steps, stood up, and asked with a smile: "Master Chen Shan, I wonder if there is anything wrong with my humble opinion?"
Chen Ping'an, who left and returned, smiled and said: "They are all right, there is no big flaw. But it is far from as mysterious and lofty as what Jiang Junzi said. In my opinion, the foundation of the world's knowledge is just the word 'patience'."
Jiang Shan thought for a moment, smiled and nodded, "Master Chen Shan has a unique opinion. He is indeed more concise and to the point than what I said."
Chen Pingan knew that this person was waiting for him.
Then come and meet the future head of the Yunlin Jiang family.
Jiang Sheng was horrified, turned his head suddenly, and saw an uninvited guest who had left and returned.
Zhengyang Mountain was really unlucky for eight lifetimes, and found such a troublesome ghost that lingered around.
I saw the man slowly walking up the steps with a smile on his face. The young mountain lord of Luolu Mountain, the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, changed his attire, wearing a lotus crown that deviated from the orthodox tradition, and a haori.
Wearing a green gauze Taoist robe, walking on cloud shoes, holding a white jade Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, his Tao Qi is ethereal in the clouds and water. The so-called immortal Taoist bones in the novels about mountains and legends are nothing more than that.
After they sat down in the pavilion, Jiang Shan asked with a smile: "Master Chen Shan, would it be better if Yuan Zhenye was not killed?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It would be better to just talk about the results, but when doing things, just because the final result is right, you can't use unscrupulous means to manipulate people's hearts and play with people's hearts in many links. Even if the results are the same, the two processes are different.
But there are some differences. There is a huge difference in my own heart. What do you think, Mr. Jiang?"
Not killing Yuan Zhenye left Zhengyang Mountain with a huge surprise. In fact, Chen Ping'an could indeed do this, and he could even do it without anyone noticing. At that time, he sacrificed a cage on the Beijian Peak.
Just hit the bird.
Jiang Shan nodded and said solemnly: "That's right."
Chen Ping'an smiled and handed over a pot of Qingshenshan wine brewed by his own wine shop, "It's not a good wine, and the price is not expensive, but I don't have much stock here, so I drink a pot less."
Jiang Shan thanked him, took the flask, took a sip, then took another sip, and finally said: "It tastes just like that."
Chen Pingan said seriously: "It must be that Mr. Jiang drank too little."
Jiang Shan changed the subject, "Master Chen Shan, why don't you tell Yuan Zhenye about his past experiences, how he acted cruelly and killed innocent people indiscriminately, and tell them today? In this way, there will be less people who don't know the truth.
The mountains are notorious. Even if they just choose the most superficial things, for example, when Yuan Zhenye relocated three broken mountains, he didn't even bother to let the local court notify the people of the ordinary woodcutter who ultimately died in vain."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said with a smile: "Even those who know the truth will still scold them if they should, not to mention those monks on the mountain who don't know the truth. They can't stop them. Luolu Mountain is easy to talk to, reasonable in everything, abiding by the rules, and scolds less.
Some people will be emboldened. Luoposhan is hard to talk to and scolds us behind the scenes a lot, but they dare not provoke us. Since it is difficult to have the best of both worlds, we should be more pragmatic and gain some tangible benefits."
Jiang Shan thought for a while and said, "That makes sense."
This Confucian gentleman put down the wine bottle in his hand, sat upright, faced the young mountain master, and said with a smile: "If Zhengyang Mountain is allowed to rise step by step, it will eventually become the number one swordsmanship sect in our Aquarius Continent, at least in my opinion
Come on, it will be a big joke."
Jiang Sheng looked embarrassed. Is she really thin-skinned? Did the eldest brother forget things after drinking? It was our Yunlin Jiang family who helped Zhengyang Mountain pass the establishment of the next sect at the Confucian Temple.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the "bloated" daughter-in-law of the Fu family in Old Longcheng, and felt a little strange. Jiang Shan and Jiang Yun were both smart, but it seemed that this woman was not particularly smart?
In supporting Zhengyang Mountain to establish the next sect, Yunlin Jiang's selfishness is naturally somewhat selfish, but it cannot be said to be too partial, because Zhengyang Mountain does not yet know that the Confucian Temple is about to launch a large-scale attack on the barbaric world.
Conditions, Zhengyang Mountain must come up with a considerable number of "extra" sword cultivators to rush to the wild world, plus the quota from the Song family in Dali. In this way, the sword cultivators from the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain,
After the two groups of people descended from the mountain, there were actually not many left. Moreover, traveling far away to draw swords this time was no child's play. At those ferries in the wild world, even the Great Li cavalry had to obey orders. If Zhengyang Mountain wanted to make a fortune again,
Eliminating disasters is difficult.
Therefore, there is nothing wrong with Jiang Shan's words and blunt expression of his displeasure with Zhengyang Mountain. This Jiang Sheng has no guilty conscience.
However, if there hadn't been today's sword challenge, with the life-saving abilities of the old swordsmen in Zhengyang Mountain, they could have repeated their old trick, using the clouds to move the swords and lives of the swordsmen of the peaks, helping the first line of peaks to gain fame and fortune.
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Jiang Shan knows more about the truth about the Sword Qi Great Wall than Jiang Sheng, who is already married to the old Longcheng.
In that battle under the city, he replaced Ning Yao and killed Li Zhen with his sword.
A siege carefully set up by Jia Shen Zhang. Zhu Jie, Li Zhen, Yu Si, Yu Tan, Liu Bai, these five talented swordsmen who have no shortage of teachers, opportunities and qualifications are all in Tuoyue Mountain.
Among the Sword Immortals. As a result, Chen Pingan not only successfully escaped from trouble, but also killed Liu Bai.
The minister in the south is the official in the north.
Leading the Yinguan lineage and sitting in the summer palace, it is equivalent to winning about three more years for Haoran Tianxia, retaining the sword cultivation seeds of Feisheng City to the greatest extent, making Feisheng City stand out in the colorful world, opening up territory and expanding territory, far better than
The rest of the forces.
I heard that the current new owner of Tuoyue Mountain, the nominal co-owner of the Wild World, Fei Ruan, had also specifically targeted Chen Ping'an on the battlefield.
After guarding the city alone for many years, he faced off against a great demon dragon king who was on the throne.
So much so that during the meeting at the Confucian Temple, the head of the family laughed after returning to his hometown and said that at that time, the two worlds were confronting each other and there were many great demons who started to make fun of Chen Pingan.
It is rumored that Zhou Qinggao, who holds a high position, is a close disciple of Wenhai Zhoumi, but he has always hoped to rematch the chess game with Chen Pingan, but unfortunately he can't.
Jiang Shan believed that he was far inferior to his peers.
In addition to the fact that the young Yinguan was not at a high level at that time, he was unable to personally kill an Ascension Realm head on the battlefield and carve the city's head.
This young man who was also born in Aquarius seems to have accomplished everything else.
But in fact, Jiang Shan knows very well that in the future there will be a small group of people on Aquarius Island. Even if they know these news and inside stories, they will still feel that Chen Ping'an was not a Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator back then, and he is worthy of being a hidden official.
?How much salute is it worthy of Haoran Sword Cultivator?
Some people think that the strong are always right, even those who are trampled by the strong.
Some people think that strong people are all wrong, even those who are protected by strong people.
Chen Pingan looked outside with his hands in his sleeves, as if after the storm, the green mountains were still there and Yunshui was unharmed. He was silent for a moment, then turned around and said with a smile: "Jiang Shan, you Yunlin Jiang family, or you yourself, are you interested in being Zhengyang?"
The Supreme Sect Master behind the mountain?"
Jiang Shan felt a little regretful, shook his head and said: "After all, it is not what a gentleman does."
Chen Ping'an stood up, smiled and nodded: "Fortunately, I'm not even a wise man in the academy."
Jiang Shan stood up and asked: "Master Chen, is he going to do it himself? Will there be any objections from the Confucian Temple?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "How is it possible? I am a serious scholar and I cannot do such a thing."
Jiang Shan asked tentatively: "The candidate for the next sect master of Zhengyang Mountain is Yuan Bai, whose name has not been officially written off in the Shanshui genealogy?"
Chen Pingan said with a smile: "I originally recommended someone with the Bamboo Emperor Sect leader, the second-in-command of the Zhenjing Sect to worship Liu Zhimao. It will certainly be difficult to change the sect and serve as the leader of the next sect. We might have to break up with the Bamboo Emperor and have a big fight.
Obviously Jiang Junzi’s proposal is better.”
Jiang Shan looked stunned, shook his head helplessly and said: "Master Chen Shan, this is not kind."
Chen Ping'an cupped his fists and said, "Jiang Shan, I'm sure you will be my friend! You must be a critical friend."
Jiang Sheng couldn't speak anyway, she just sat aside and listened to the conversation between the two. At this moment, she, who had only been weak before, took the flying sword and sent a message. Brother, you are more powerful. If you had known who this guy was,
Yes, you still drank and chatted again. Are you okay now? Are you still "yes and no"?
Jiang Shan looked around, a little surprised, because the expected Bamboo Emperor did not appear near the pavilion. It seemed that this young hidden official was quite kind.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Jiang Junzi would be unkind to think so."
Jiang Shan clasped his fists and said goodbye without saying another word. He just didn't forget to take away the bottle of wine. After walking far away from Guyunting, Jiang Shan looked back and saw that there was no one in the pavilion. This was very kind, as if the other party had appeared.
Just a few random digressions with myself.
Outside Qingwu Peak, next to the Egret Crossing, in Guoyun Tower, Ni Yuerong, who had just returned to the inn in despair, was speechless again before she could fully recover. She stared blankly at the "young Taoist" with the lotus crown on his head. Come again?
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Chen Ping'an asked for the A-shaped room again, and then quietly waited for the Bamboo Emperor's discussion to end, and then came over after hearing the news.
Lying on the wicker chair with my eyes closed and meditating, basking in the sun, I opened my eyes and turned my head to look, as if I saw a fool who actually built a snowman in the summer.