Chen Ping'an deliberately chose the day of Beginning of Winter when the ferry docked and dropped off the clan. Cui Dongshan temporarily built a few thatched huts at the entrance of the mountain, moved out a few tables, and there were two clans. There were a lot of people. It was almost the thirtieth day, and Cui Dongshan was like
The shopkeeper and waiter was busy in the kitchen with Shi Qiu. At the beginning of winter, a bowl of dumplings and a bowl of winter-tonifying soup, also known as ground root soup, are made from the roots of various plants and trees, which is for good luck.
The food is sourced from nearby places. It is not some fairy tale. There is also a plate of soy sauce and vinegar condiments on each table, and a large plate of cabbage pickled at the time of frost.
As for the wine, I'm sorry, if you want to drink it, just make it yourself. Our sect is very poor now.
There were five people sitting at the main table.
Chen Pingan, the owner of Shangzong Luolu Mountain.
The master of Luolu Mountain, whose Taoist name is Lingchun, has a long life.
There are also the three temporary officials of the lower sect, the eldest, Cui Dongshan, the first sect leader, Zhongqiu, who is in charge of money, and Cui Wei, the head of the lower sect.
Cui Wei originally did not want to sit at the main table and wanted to give up his seat to Mi Yu, who was about to serve as the chief worshiper of the next sect. However, the mountain master held his arm and refused to let go, so Cui Wei had to accept his fate.
Yu Xian, who was sitting at another table, turned back and glanced at Cui Wei. The child curled his lips. Hey, he was already drinking at the same table as Mr. Yin Guan.
It's not a rare thing on the Sword Qi Great Wall, but in Haoran World, it's not that rare.
However, Yu turned around and seemed to be in a better mood. He picked up a dumpling with chopsticks, then took a bowl and took a big sip of the tonic soup.
Cui Wei was keenly aware of this change in his direct disciple. He looked at the young Yin Guan and gave a rare smile. Chen Pingan nodded in greeting. It was a small matter.
Which child in the world wouldn't hope that his father or master would be a upright man and have a good reputation when he goes out?
Chen Ping'an's direct disciples sat at the same table, which actually meant that there was one more Cao Qinglang than before.
Cui Dongshan was the last one to sit down, cupped his hands and said: "Inherited from Zhengshuo, simple things were created on the fly, the characters were lacking, and we worked hard to create..."
Chen Lingjun asked softly: "What does Mi Cixi mean?"
Miyu asked: "Ask me? What do you mean?"
The two living treasures stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
On the side, Elder Jia stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The general meaning of Sect Master Cui is that this lower sect is the successor to the previous sect, that is, the orthodox origin of Luoluoshan Xianghuo. It is now in the early stages of preparation, with not many manpower and poor materials, so it is waiting for
When it comes to guests, I have no intention and will inevitably be a little sloppy. I hope you can forgive me. Of course, our leader Cui is too self-effacing. He only talks about the plate of pickled winter rice on the table and the skills of the royal chefs in the palace, but that's it."
Mi Yu asked curiously: "Brother Jia, have you ever entered the palace?"
Chen Lingjun grinned, "Mi Da Jianxian asked this question well."
Jia Sheng said with a smile: "It's okay if a good man doesn't mention his bravery in the past, let alone the poor man's past. Talking about it will only make the magnanimous laugh."
Chen Lingjun chuckled and said: "When Brother Jia was young, he was a gentleman with a good reputation in the imperial examination. He was a Jinshi master who had eaten the Qionglin Banquet. He also published a collection of poems. Later, he gave up his writing and joined the army.
He served in the army, stayed on the battlefield for many years, and made considerable military exploits. According to Chief Zhou, he was worthy of a good posthumous title. But Brother Jia waited until the world was at peace at the foot of the mountain and had an audience with the emperor.
Yao, hiding his merits and fame, traveled far and wide, and later on, he accepted two high-ranking disciples, Deng Gao and Jiu'er, and fell in love with our master at first sight, becoming Luo Po Mountain's enshrined immortal master."
Jia Sheng chuckled and said, "It made Mi Cixi laugh when his background was exposed."
Chen Ping'an turned around and asked with a smile: "Jia Chongfeng, do you have these not-tacky past deeds? Why haven't I heard you mention them before?"
Immortal Jia quickly held the bowl in both hands and drank soup instead of wine, "How can I have the shame to brag about my achievements to the mountain master? The family scandal must not be made public."
From this we can see how the owner of the mountain is very suspicious of people who do not use him or employ him.
What a "not tacky" comment! The mountain master's comment is sophisticated, and a few words are better than a thousand words filled with flowers.
Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at the mountain road. He could vaguely see the Shinto shape of burning incense and worshiping, and asked: "The predecessor of the mountain under our feet is the ruins of the Five Mountains of a certain country?"
Cui Dongshan nodded and said with a smile: "Sir, you are very discerning. It is true that the students have spent a lot of effort to move this mountain all the way. It is very heavy. The top of the mountain is the old Nanyue of the old Northern Jin Dynasty, Shanjun Temple."
The temple and the golden body of the god are no longer there. They were destroyed by the demon clan in that war, and the land was ruthlessly plundered by the wild world. There was no valuable heavenly material or earthly treasure left in the mountain, so now there is only
If I want to restore the mountain to its former glory, I have no other choice but to spend more money."
"This is also the reason why the new emperor of the Northern Jin Dynasty took action readily. I happened to pass by this mountain at that time and felt that I had a good eye. Later, I asked the Yao family of Daquan to help me make the connection. Li Xiling, the Minister of Rites, Mr. Li, who is the emperor's uncle, worked tirelessly to
, he personally accompanied me on a trip to the capital of Northern Jin Dynasty and spent fifty grain rain coins on me.
"
It’s similar to the dragon boat that turned over in Luo Li Mountain. Instead of spending a lot of effort and spending money on repairs, it’s actually better to buy a new ferry. For the new imperial court of the Northern Jin Dynasty, which was waiting for things to be done, it wanted to restore the broken mountain roots and exhausted water transportation.
The old appearance of the mountain is a bottomless pit that earns countless money, so it is not an ordinary tasteless thing. The matter of not changing the mountain is a dead rule after all. It is better to enshrine the new mountain, which can be regarded as a new dynasty and a new atmosphere. About the Northern Jin Dynasty Guoxin
Not only had Dafu Academy already reported the site selection, but it had also received permission from the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.
This means that the Confucian Temple has opened an opening for the entire Tongye Continent in this matter. Now that there is a precedent, the rest of the countries will follow the rules.
"It's just that the land of the lower sect is only so big. There is no place for the five mountains of the country. It will be too bloated and overcrowded. As an additional condition for purchasing the old mountains, because the price is indeed a bit lower, I have to agree to the new king.
, our sect is willing to give priority to the Taoist monks from the Northern Jin Dynasty within the next hundred years. The Emperor is young and courageous. He is very experienced when it comes to business. He is either a natural businessman or has the ability.
The master taught me a clever trick. Anyway, I had to sit back and pay for the high price. After grinding and grinding, I only agreed to an additional condition of "within five hundred years, at least three to five direct disciples of the ancestral hall of the Northern Jin Dynasty will be given a share" as an additional condition.
In exchange, except for the repair of the old city and the construction of the new city in the future of the Northern Jin Dynasty, all were handed over to our lower sect. The price was fair, everyone got what they needed, and everyone was happy. In addition, we were given a hundred years of mining of all the silver mines in the Northern Jin Dynasty.
Quan, we contribute, the Northern Jin Dynasty just sits and collects money, open on September 1st..."
Hearing this, Chen Ping'an finally interjected, "Isn't it too much to divide the accounts like this?"
If the lower sect shares 90% of the account, of course the family went too far. If the lower sect only accounts for 10%, the Northern Jin Dynasty went too far.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The students also wanted to negotiate an agreement of 28%, but Xinjun was very smart and had prepared for it. The approximate reserves of the six overt and covert silver mine mountains have been carefully estimated by the Ministry of Household Affairs of the Northern Jin Dynasty. Even if we
It only accounts for 10% of the income, but it is indeed an astronomical sum of money. Sir, I can guarantee here that within 20 years, we will be able to open the leading bank account in Tongyezhou.
"
Don't look at the silver bank business on this small mountain. Human beings have lived along rivers since ancient times. So, is there any way in the world that is more attractive than a watery path of wealth flowing with gold and silver?
Of course Cui Dongshan knew that his husband knew his intentions and plans.
As soon as Nalan Yudi heard the words "silver" and "cent money", she was most attracted to them. She quickly swallowed a mouthful of dumplings and cheered loudly. The little girl was full of energy and her eyes were shining.
Cui Dongshan turned around and returned the favor with this little money fan with a smile.
Now the little girl’s master is Luo Luoshan’s master, fellow Taoist Lingchun!
Chen Ping'an took a sip of the Bundong soup. After Cui Dongshan sat down, he continued: "I also like two mountains in the old Southern Qi, one is the old Zhongyue, and the other is the Prince's Mountain in the old Xiyue. They are both pretty enough to see, but it's just that
The chaos there now is no better than that of the Northern Jin Dynasty, where the entire country was in ruins. The new emperor was a foreign relative with a shady reputation. He was treated badly by a large group of remnants of the previous dynasty. Undercurrents were surging up and down the government and the public, and there were no three.
After five years, I can’t even hope for stability. Even if I want to take advantage of the situation, I still have to worry about whether I will get a piece of yellow mud on my crotch and become a human being. So after thinking about it, I still feel that it is not necessary to wait until the situation is stable.
Besides, no matter who you sign a contract with now, it may become a piece of waste paper the next day."
The Daquan Dynasty bordered two countries, the Northern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Qi Dynasty. The former was the continuation of Guozuo, and the capital of the old Southern Qi Dynasty was reduced to a garrison of military tents in the barbaric world in its early years.
The monster clan took over and smashed the golden statues of countless gods. Therefore, the new king ascended the throne and established the title of the country. He would rather establish a country and proclaim himself emperor in a state city and hold a ceremony than go to the old capital to ascend the throne. He felt it was unlucky and simply abandoned it. In the past two years,
After piecing together things here and there, and borrowing a large amount of foreign debt from the Daquan Yao family, and secretly giving away a lot of benefits, we were able to start rebuilding the new capital at the end of last year. If we are not careful, we will become a vassal state of the Daquan Yao family.
Cui Dongshan is not a king of the Five Mountains like Wei Bo, nor does he deal with mountains within his own jurisdiction, nor does he have the natal magical power of the ancestor who moved mountains, so the relocation of this old mountain cost Cui Dongshan a lot of energy and financial resources.
, you must first set up a large formation to cover the entire mountain range, and then use the Buddhist Mustard Seed Sumeru Technique. In the end, it is equivalent to carrying a mountain back north. Therefore, for at least half of the mountainous journey, Cuidong Mountain cannot resist the wind and can only walk on foot.
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Learn from the ancient immortals who moved rivers and lifted mountains.
After taking root, the talisman puppets who carried the mountain and fished for fish were either responsible for repairing and sewing the mountain roots, or they were responsible for spreading clouds, spreading rain, and gathering water transport in the lower boundary of the clan.
In the future, when the three mountains are moved here, the next sect will form an above-ground structure of one master and two auxiliaries.
After a hearty meal, Cui Dongshan led the way and the group began to climb the mountain. Cui Dongshan helped introduce the scenic spots along the way.
This mountain was formerly part of the Five Sacred Mountains. It cannot be just a single mountain, but a whole mountain range. Many mountain peaks have been renamed by Cui Dongshan. In addition to renaming the old mountain to Xiandu Mountain, the ancestral mountain of the descendants in the future will be
It is named after the main peak, Qingping Peak, and there is also a Fuyao Ping on the top of the mountain.
As for the foot of the mountain on the secondary peak, there is a river nearby, which was named Luobaotan by Cuidong Mountain.
As soon as Xiao Mo heard the place name "Luobaotan", he was stunned, as if he noticed something strange about Xiao Mo behind him. The big white goose who was walking at the front rolled his sleeves and laughed in his heart: "Mr. Xiao Mo, don't be too much."
I think, there is no Taoist connection with Luobaotan Bixiao Cave in Stinky Niubi, I am just looking for good luck."
In that ancient era when humans and monsters were mixed in the world, and there were gods in the sky, there was Bixiao Cave next to Luobao Beach. From the moment you came out of the cave, you were invincible.
At that time, all the Taoists and immortals in the world would be a little frightened whenever they met that person.
Of course, Xiao Mo was an exception. However, the two parties neither discussed Taoism nor had a sword fight. Instead, they had a good chat, and they were relatively close. Xiao Mo also once landed on the treasure beach outside Bixiao Cave with the Taoist in Tsing Yi.
Winemaking.
Chen Lingjun walked beside the big white goose, his big sleeves swaying and crackling.
Mr. Zheng, the nephew of my nephew, said that this is called the flying dragon flying in the clouds and rain in Khotan, and it roars secretly when there is a thunderstorm.
Cui Dongshan turned his head, glanced at the old immortal Jia, and asked with a smile: "Second steward, where is that robe that looks very valuable, why don't you turn it out and wear it to bask in the sun and moonlight?"
Immortal Jia replied angrily: "I will always remember Master Cui's teachings, and I will always remind myself that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality."
It turned out that the blind Taoist priest had taken off his luxurious Taoist robes long before disembarking and put on the simple attire of a contemporary shopkeeper in Qilong Lane.
"The foot of the mountain follows the path of the mountain, and the mountainside follows the mountainside. Don't be too rigid. Now that you have become the second steward of Fengyuan Ferry, you can't be too shabby by your clothes. In the future, Old Immortal Jia needs to follow
When people from all walks of life get along with each other, it is inevitable that they will encounter a few snobs, but don't miss out on business because of your clothes."
Cui Dongshan remained silent, and said with a playful smile: "If the clothes are shabby, you can change the robes, but if you are poor and the sour smell cannot fade away, it will not be beautiful."
As a result, Cui Dongshan was slapped on the back of the head by his husband.
Chen Ping'an taught him a lesson: "You are all going to be the leader of the sect, who taught you the yin and yang weirdness?"
Immortal Jia quickly swallowed secretly, moistened his throat, and said in a serious voice: "Mountain Master, what Sect Master Cui said is absolutely true. If you don't regard Pindao as one of your own, why would you say that these are just good words that may sound offensive at first glance?"
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Chen Pingan was silent.
Zhang Lv Changsheng smiled.
Nalan Jade took out a pen and a bamboo slip from his sleeve and began to write down the words.
Previously, the young mountain master went to Qilong Lane to invite the old immortal Jia out of the mountain, and after agreeing to serve as the second steward of the ferry, Jia Sheng cooked in person, cooked a table of wine and food, and also called two disciples, Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiuer, and the old immortal was unprecedented.
He didn't say much. He just toasted a few times and the words of the toast seemed very ordinary compared to the previous ones. He just thanked the mountain master for his willingness to take in the three masters and apprentices and give them a place to stay.
Instead of continuing to be homeless, and thanking Luo Po Shan for his kindness over the years, I can live a stable life without the slightest feeling of being dependent on others. It feels like a home, or a home.
Finally, the old Taoist stood up, held a cup and saluted the four directions of heaven and earth, saying that he was grateful to God for opening his eyes and allowing him to be lucky enough to come here, lucky to meet Master Chen, and lucky to meet everyone from Luoluoshan.
Everyone continued to climb all the way up, but unfortunately, all the tall trees in the mountain had been cut down, and countless magnificent palaces and temples were destroyed, leaving only some traces of their foundations. Even the cliff carvings could not escape the damage.
Or it was wiped out at will by the magic of the demon clan. When we reached a quiet path by the stream that was only slightly higher than halfway up the mountain, it was already higher than the bird path. The viewing pavilion by the cliff and the small pavilion by the water had disappeared. Only outside the mountain
White clouds and flying birds slowly passed by.
The young man in white picked up a handful of water and said with a smile: "Sir, this water is good for making wine and making tea. This stream never overflows in floods and never dries up in severe droughts. It is one of the few places in the mountains that can be used.
It’s done. And the further you go, the higher the quality of the stream water will be.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "I can barely make wine and make tea."
Cui Dongshan tilted his palms and stood up, "From now on, I will set up a stone tablet near here and collect calligraphy with someone. If I want to engrave a poem about traveling to immortals, I will write it... Sir, why don't you improvise one?"
The person Cui Dongshan refers to is probably Cui Chan.
There were so many people at the moment, it was hard for him to just call me the old bastard.
I heard that the young mountain master wanted to recite poetry.
Immortal Jia shouted loudly, and Chen Lingjun immediately followed.
Nalan Yudou and the little fat man Cheng Chaolu applauded vigorously.
Chen Pingan had a dark face.
Fortunately, the millet grains are not here.
Chen Pingan turned to look at Xiaomo.
It's a hint to Xiao Mo that you have a rich collection of books in your heart and can quickly search through them. You can do this for you and help you get out of trouble. Just piece together a poem about traveling to immortals and reveal the matter in one stroke.
Xiaomo, who originally had a reserved smile on his face, mistakenly thought that his young master was dissatisfied with his lack of support, so he immediately held the hiking stick in his arms, raised his hands, and clapped gently to show his expectation.
Chen Ping'an took the lead to move forward, and only said, "Save it for now."
Immortal Jia stroked his beard and smiled, and whispered to Xiao Mo beside him: "The mountain master must be very confident."
In fact, Chen Ping'an already had a rough draft. Who couldn't write a few limericks? It's just that he had a kind husband and his student Cao Qinglang was present, so Chen Ping'an was too embarrassed to show off his humiliation after all.
Xiao Mo began to look through the books in his heart, and there were countless poems about immortals with green words and green chapters. He nodded and said: "The towering ancient trees frame the cloud house, and there are always true miracles called the Immortal City."
Immortal Jia thought for a while, nodded and said: "Brother Xiaomo, I happened to borrow a poem by Ding Yanling to start the poem, which is quite appropriate for the occasion."
Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands and said with a smile: "My mountain rises three thousand feet from the ground and has stood in the sky for ten thousand years."
Approaching the top of the mountain, Cui Dongshan said from his heart: "Sir, the seating arrangement at the gate of Cai Cai Mountain is different from that at Luo Luo Mountain."
Cui Dongshan's arrangement is very consistent with Haoran's rules, so he doesn't seem too downtrodden.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I have promised you a long time ago that you will take care of the next affairs on your own, and I will not care about it."
In the Luolu Mountain, there is harmony and a strong atmosphere of human kindness. The realms of monks and warriors are nothing, so naturally there is no need to pay much attention to the distinction between priority, seniority, intimacy and distance.
But Chen Ping'an doesn't think that if the next sect is to follow the example, everything must be copied from the previous sect.
Unless one day Chen Ping'an feels that there is something wrong with the next sect, he will make an exception and speak out.
When they arrived at Fuyao Ping on the top of the mountain, Chen Ping'an took out two items and handed them to Cui Dongshan, "Just think of it as a gift from me in advance. When the time comes for the celebration, there will be one left, so let's count it out."
A couplet presented by Wu Shuangjiang.
The Twelve Flying Swords of Yunwen Dynasty Jade Edition City.
The young man in white tucks his sleeves into his sleeves and bows to his husband to thank him.
The cave sky obtained from Tian Wan has not yet "landed", and Cui Dongshan still has an interlocking landscape layout.
Chen Pingan remembered something and asked Cui Dongshan with a smile: "Zhu Lian's swordsmanship is actually very powerful?"
Because the old temple master was a guest at Luopo Mountain last time and stopped at the gate of the mountain. He just drank tea and chatted with Zhu Lian, a "hometown man" who was born in a blessed place. He took the initiative to mention Zhu Lian's swordsmanship and asked if Zhu Lian knew how to do it.
Select nine Sword Immortal embryos as disciples. A Fourteenth Realm great monk will never talk casually.
When Chen Ping'an strayed into the depths of Lotus Roots, he only heard that Zhu Lian had two nicknames: Madman Wu and Young Master. At most, when the old cook first entered the world, he traveled far and wide with a sword, and he once caused a lot of trouble.
debt.
Cui Dongshan said: "Zhu Lian's swordsmanship is worthy of the word 'Zhuoran'. It is the master of swordsmanship in the world before Ding Ying in the blessed land. It is like a peak rising abruptly from the mountains."
Chen Ping'an asked in confusion: "Then why have you never seen Zhu Lian practicing swordsmanship?"
On the other hand, every time I watched Xiao Heitan perform that crazy swordsmanship, the old cook was the most enthusiastic and supportive one, and he flattered him a little too much.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Maybe the old cook thinks that practicing swordsmanship is no longer interesting."
Chen Ping'an sighed: "It's really irritating to compare people to each other."
Far away is Zhu Lian, near is his disciple Pei Qian, and now there is Chai Wu beside him.
Cui Dongshan did not stay in Fuyao Ping for long, and soon said goodbye and left, leading everyone from the lower sect down the mountain to continue their work. Now everyone has a clear division of labor, and the affairs are heavy.
Cui Dongshan also roped in three masters and apprentices from Lu Baixiang.
Cui Dongshan does all the affairs of the lower sect personally and must do everything personally. As the upper sect, Luo Luoshan seems to have just been given a quota in the sect.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the backs of Lu Baixiang's master and apprentice, as if she hadn't looked at Cao Qinglang much from the time they met at the ferry to when they followed Lu Baixiang to leave the top of the mountain. From the beginning to the end of Yuanbao.
Then there's no need to guess. Xiaomi Li, the god of retribution, must have been right. It's true.
But what can outsiders do about this kind of thing besides knowing but pretending not to know.
Chen Ping'an looked at a hilltop near Qingping Peak. It seemed that it had been captured by Sui Youyou. It was similar to the top of Fuyaoping. She named it "Sweeping Flower Terrace".
The mountain breeze blew through the empty forest, rustling as if there were people.
A Feng Yuan ferry makes a cross-continent round trip. If you don't take into account the time it takes to dock, it takes almost exactly more than a month each time. However, it has to pass through seventeen mountain ferries during the period, loading and unloading goods, and there will definitely be a slight delay, so it is almost two
Once a month, three times a year, that's half a year. In those days, the cross-continental ferries that did business with the Jianqi Great Wall mostly made two round trips a year to the upside down mountain.
Before leaving Luopo Mountain, the old temple owner only made one final request, asking Cui Dongshan and Zhu Lian to tell Chen Ping'an that it didn't matter whether the Tongyezhou Golden Summit Temple lived or died, but Shao Yuanran must be kept.
The implication is that no matter how Luolu Mountain and Jinding Temple fight, it doesn't matter how many people die in the latter, and it doesn't matter if the ancestral hall is demolished, but Shao Yuanran cannot be moved, and the true orthodoxy of Jinding Temple cannot be cut off.
The Taoist tradition of Jinding Temple is extremely obscure and can be traced back to the Lou Guan sect which "knots grass into a building and observes the stars and energy".
Chen Ping'an and Cui Dongshan's previous plan was to select the site of the next sect and occupy the "Heavenly Power" position where the body and handle of the bucket are connected. Not only to protect Taiping Mountain, but also to completely disrupt the Seven Presents of the Golden Summit Temple.
The layout of Eryin.
When Cui Dongshan chooses this place to establish his sect, Du Hanling of Jinding Temple will be more or less relieved.
But even if the two sides become half-neighbors in the future, I still don't know whether Du Hanling will come to congratulate him in person, or whether he will send the Taoist temple chief worshiper Lu Ying to test the depth.
Mi Yu found Chen Pingan and said softly: "Master Yin Guan, I have an immature suggestion."
Chen Pingan said angrily: "Immature? Then tell me when you are mature."
Miyu was so exhausted.
First there was Caique Mansion, and then there was Zhuchai Island. Chen Pingan has not yet settled these two accounts with Mi Dajianxian.
It ruins the atmosphere of Luo Luoshan.
Mi Yu bit the bullet and said: "I want Xiao Mo to be the chief worshiper of the next sect. I will continue to retain the second position in Luopo Mountain and stay here to practice. As long as I am responsible for my contribution, I will never be lazy."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "This matter cannot be done for the time being. I have an agreement with Xiao Mo. He will serve as a death warrior by my side for a certain number of years. His current status as a worshiper is just a cover-up. When the agreed period comes, Xiao Mo will
Whether to leave or to stay is the real decision."
Miyu said: "With Xiaomo's temper and his affinity with Luopo Mountain,"
Chen Ping'an still shook his head and said: "This is the case, but the reason is not this way."
Mi Yu was sincerely convinced, "No wonder I have to work as a doorkeeper in the accounting room when I get to Chunbanzhai."
"Mi Yu has always been the backbone of the Great Wall of Sword Qi."
Chen Ping'an added, "He is still the leader of our summer palace."
If Pei Qian gets a headache when he meets Guo Zhujiu, then Sword Immortal Mi gets an even bigger headache when he thinks about the group of extremely smart young sword cultivators in the Summer Palace. It is really hurtful to talk about it. What kind of swordsmanship, talent and talent can be combined with extraordinary achievements?
Sword Immortal, Jade Pu, the two leaders of Huacong...
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Has Chief Zhou invited you to Huashen Mountain in Yunku Blessed Land? Have you heard about Rouge Picture?"
Miyu said categorically: "I've never invited you, I've never heard of it!"
Chen Pingan chuckled and said: "That's not what Xiaomi Li said. Not only did she say that you are good at poems and have a great literary talent, she also vowed to be full of confidence and threatened to be a judge for Chief Zhou's Huashen Mountain Rouge List.
Power."
Miyu looked helpless and started to act stupid.
Mi Da Jianxian walked with his front foot, and Chen Lingjun followed with his back foot.
Chen Lingjun said tentatively: "Master, let's discuss something."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Because of your amazing talent and hard training, you are going to break through again? Are you planning to go to the river again?"
Chen Lingjun choked for words.
This time, Chen Lingjun was shameless and followed Feng Yuan Ferry south to Tongye Island. Of course, Chen Lingjun had some selfish motives, but this matter was more difficult to talk about.
Chen Ping'an said bluntly: "Don't even think about the guardianship of the lower sect. I have already discussed it with Dongshan and plan to let Hongxia serve as the right protector of the ancestral mountain of the lower sect."
Chen Lingjun scratched his head and said he got it.
I felt a little disappointed, but it was nothing, just a little sad, and it was about a drink.
In addition to Yuanyingjing Hongxia, who successfully transformed into a dragon from the river, there is also Peixiang, the leader of the Fox Kingdom, but the latter is yet to be determined.
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to hold the boy in green's head, shook it slightly, and said with a smile: "When you reach the Jade Pu Realm one day, I will let you be the left guardian of Luo Po Mountain. Isn't it the same as the guardian of the mountain? Guan'er still
bigger."
Chen Lingjun shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.
Chen Ping'an said frankly and honestly: "This matter was strongly recommended by Xiao Mili, Pei Qian seconded and agreed, and Nuanshu did not object. Since you are so convinced, I agreed."
Who doesn’t know that the Bamboo House lineage of Luolu Mountain is the most favored and most effective among the mountain owners?
Chen Lingjun suddenly realized, no wonder that stupid girl Nuanshu came to him out of nowhere not long ago and said some silly words, asking him to practice well and not to live up to his master's high expectations.
Chen Lingjun nodded vigorously, "Master, please be rest assured that I will definitely break through the situation sooner."
Chen Ping'an reminded: "Delaying things urgently means that you can't delay. Delaying urgent matters means you can make sure you don't make mistakes."
Chen Lingjun grinned and said, "When I turn around, I will write down the jade slip on the bamboo slips and put it on the Luopo Mountain desk. It will serve as my motto."
Wearing a blue shirt with his arms wrapped around his sleeves, and a gentle look on his face, a child in green clothes crossed his arms across his chest, with raised eyebrows.
This is my own family.
Cui Dongshan, Immortal Realm.
Zhong Qiu, a martial artist at the peak of the Far Traveling Realm.
Cui Wei is a sword cultivator in Yuanying realm. His direct disciple, sword cultivator in Xiehui.
Cao Qinglang, a Qi practitioner in the Longmen realm, is about to become a Golden Alchemist.
The chief worshiper is Mi Yu, the bottleneck sword cultivator in the Jade Pu Realm. This bottleneck is still bottomless, and breaking through the realm is still far away. It is difficult to become a Jade Pu Realm, so Mi Yu makes a joke on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Now
It is even more difficult to break the Yupu bottleneck.
A cultivator of the genealogy of Xizong's Ancestral Hall, Sui Youyou, a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm, she would join hands with her eldest disciple Cheng Chaolu to occupy a hilltop to practice, which she personally named "Sweeping Flower Terrace".
Yu Xiehui and Cheng Chaolu, two sword immortal embryos from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, were both the founder disciples of their respective masters.
Shao Poxian, a remnant of the old Zhu Ying Dynasty, was born in the Dugu family of Zhu Ying. He is the incognito Crown Prince and a Yuanying Realm sword cultivator. The Lord of Zhongyue Mountain was promoted to Qing. The reason why he paid such unconventional respect to Luo Lo Mountain was that he was doing business within the jurisdiction of his own landscape.
On the other hand, making concessions to Cui Dongshan and then to Chen Ping'an is almost equivalent to giving money to Luo Luoshan. This is exactly the reason.
The maid Menglong is in Guanhaijing. She is a descendant of the Meng family, the top wealthy family in the old Zhuying Dynasty.
Shi Qiu, cave mansion realm.
The two earthly immortals and ghosts living in the "talisman skin" are a pair of Taoist monks on the mountain who share life and death. They were on the ferry before, fulfilling their duties and keeping silent.
There are also the three troubled monks from Shuyi Tower in Yuzhigang. They are temporarily regarded as guest ministers of the next sect. It is difficult for Yuzhigang to restore the incense tradition. Now the Tongyezhou Immortal Family looks at the destruction of the sect in Yuzhigang.
The views on the catastrophe are exactly the same, which can be summarized in eight words: open the door and bow to the robbers, and you will bring the blame upon yourself.
Therefore, none of the three former Shuyilou disciples showed up at today's gathering.
Chen Ping'an didn't ask the reason. Anyway, all the affairs of the next clan, no matter how big or small, were left to Cui Dongshan.
In addition, there is a Feng Yuan ferry connecting Shangxiazong.
There is the chief steward, who has a long life in charge, the second steward is Jia Sheng, the accountant is Zhang Jiazhen, and the small abacus is Nalan Yudul.
The Feng Yuan Ferry then continued all the way south, passing Taoye Ferry and Yugui Sect of the Daquan Dynasty, until it reached the Qushan Ferry at the southernmost tip of Tongye Continent.
Chen Pingan did not take the ferry to go on a long trip, but took Xiaomo, Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang to travel south together in the wind. Of course, it was not a sightseeing tour, otherwise Chen Pingan would not have left Guo Zhujiu behind, and
Zhao Shuxia and Zhao Luan.
Chen Ping'an each has his own selfish motives and care for these direct disciples, but he must not be biased in his actions.
Just because Cao Qinglang is the definite candidate for the next sect master. His sect is a river crossing dragon who traveled south from Tongyezhou across the continent. He needs to get familiar with some local snakes in Tongyezhou early, and he was previously under the leadership of Chief Zhou.
In the Yunku blessed land, Huang Yiyun promised to Huang Yiyun of Pushan Yuncaotang that he would bring his disciple Pei Qian as a guest in the future.
In addition to the Immortal Technique of Praying for Rain, there is also the Yun Shui Shen that he learned from Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion. Before Chen Pingan left the lower sect, he had already taught it to Cao Qinglang and Zhao Luan, and of course to Chai Wu, who likes it at least every day
The little girl who drank half a catty of soju still asked Xiao Mo to teach her. Chen Pingan really couldn't teach her.
Before leaving, Guo Zhujiu asked his senior sister with a smile if he wished he could travel with her.
Pei Qian said of course he would.
Guo Zhujiu waved his hand, and the senior sister thought that she would go on a long trip with me. I could just lie down at home without leaving home, so I traveled around the world for nothing and made a lot of money.
What else could Pei Qian do? He could only be speechless.
Regarding the hanging of the portrait in the ancestral hall of the Lower Sect, Cui Dongshan expressed his thoughts during the previous mountaineering trip and planned to ask a mountain friend from the China-Earth Divine Continent to help draw a portrait of his husband.
He is a master of painting who is as famous as Wu Daoxuan, nicknamed Gu Xiaqiu. Both of them are respected as painting saints by the world. Each has its own merits. One is meticulous and realistic, wonderful and grand, and the other is full of flowers and vivid freehand brushwork. The former and Bai Ye,
Born in the same dynasty and close in age, before Mr. Wu entered the mountains to practice Taoism, he was already known as "he is still young and has exhausted all the beauty of painting". The emperor even specifically ordered that no painting should be done without an imperial edict. The reason was actually
"I am worried that the spiritual energy will spread and disturb the ghosts of the country." The latter's painting skills, especially the finishing touch, were said by Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City to be "unprecedented in the history of the people."
Both of them are good at depicting immortals, Buddhas, gods and ghosts, so it would be a great honor for the temples and Taoist temples in the Divine Continent of China to invite a certain painting master to paint murals.
In the early years, the portrait of the literary saint that hung all over the world's literary temples was painted by Mr. Wu.
The old scholar was very satisfied at the time, but not so satisfied now, because neither the Buried River Biyou Palace in Tongyezhou nor the Chunshan Academy in Aquarius Island were immediately recognized by people during their two visits. It can be seen from this that the painting
The portrait is like the real person, but it lacks some spirit and spirit that can only be understood but not painted.
So the old scholar returned to the Middle-earth Divine Continent this time, specifically found the painting saint, and patted the old gentleman on the shoulder. The old scholar sighed, with a resentful look in his eyes, "Since we are friends, I won't say anything more. After all, it was me back then.
I can't blame anyone for asking for a portrait. Hurry up and bring me a pot of wine. Let us drink some wine and just laugh it off."
The old man was so angry that he immediately tilted his head and raised his hand to slap his cheek, "Where is this thing? Where did it go? Was it taken away by someone?"
In fact, Cui Dongshan had already sent two portraits of his husband to Mr. Gu.
One is when Mr. Xi was a boy on Osmanthus Island, and the other is when a young hermit official attended a meeting in the Confucian Temple.
If Mr. Gu dares to deal with it carelessly, and dares to draw poorly, dissimilarly, and not spiritually similar enough, then don’t forget about Cui Dongshan’s disregard for friendship and old friendship.
Cui Dongshan also has another requirement, that is, his husband must be in a blue shirt with a sword on his back.
The sky is clear and the ground is clear, among the lofty mountains, the mountain wind is surging, the white water is rushing, in the surging sea of clouds, on the rolling rivers, headed by a man wearing a green shirt, traveling far away in the wind, with two big sleeves, making a hunting sound
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Overlooking the human world, the earth, mountains and rivers.
The group occasionally stopped and took a leisurely walk.
A young official in the river promotion department, with old official uniform and frostbitten hands, was pointed at his nose and yelled at him while playing the piano by an old man who looked like a river worker.
In a place where there is a singing and drinking banquet, flowing water, literati and elegant scholars singing poems, a woman immediately composes a song and sings it endlessly, her delicate jade hands clap the incense sandalwood, the orioles sing and the swallows dance, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
There was an assistant officer attached to the Materials Appraisal Office of the Ministry of Industry, who came at full speed with an official document for registration. He got off his horse and hurriedly asked to see the chief officer. The concierge refused to let him go, and the officer begged in vain, and even got the sentence "Go away."
"Point", the dusty official had no choice but to squat on the roadside, looking eagerly at the gate, waiting for the chief officer to finish drinking and return to the capital. He only asked the chief officer, who had been born for generations, not to get too drunk today.
Drunk and unconscious.
A place with beautiful scenery, the water is like a green ribbon, the mountains are like jade hairpins, the dusk mist wraps around the deep trees, and the setting sun gleams under the high buildings.
The immortal masters in the mountain were extremely busy, rebuilding the ancestral hall, and hired a Taoist master who was proficient in painting with a lot of money to paint five colorful dragons on the beams and pillars of the new ancestral hall. Before they even put the finishing touches, there were words like "Linjia is flying, and it is about to rain."
The majestic weather of "fog".
They are digging mountains and quarrying stones within a radius of hundreds of miles. They are also paying for shopping with Yamashita people in surrounding counties. They are tearing down many old wooden beams from the ruins of old government offices and abandoned houses. Vehicles are filled with strange things.
Flowers, exotic plants, antiques and rare cars are gathering on this mountain from all directions.
While everyone in the Patriarch Hall dispersed, a man wearing a green shirt took the lead and sneaked in quietly.
Pei Qian once passed by this place and had a few words with an old immortal master who was buying wine in the wells outside the city.
This mountaintop fairy family never left their hometown to go to the colorful world, so many genealogy monks died.
Chen Ping'an used the water method and the talisman to decorate the eyes of an ink dragon on the beam, almost changing and disappearing, just like a real person ascending to immortality.
Then put two fingers together, press Molong's forehead, tap lightly, and give some of the essence water transport, and then let it return to the beams and pillars.
In the night.
On the top of the undulating mountains, there is a flying bed that flies in the air. It is as big as a pavilion, full of craftsmanship, densely carved, and extremely gorgeous.
Such as the official travel scene at the foot of the mountain. There are two groups of subordinate officials and subordinates who are born from ghosts. There are envoys from the Qing Dynasty in front of them sounding gongs to clear the way, warning idlers to give way. Both sides are silent. After that, there are two rows of peacocks raised high for "car drivers".
Feather fans, big umbrellas and flags.
In front of the "road", several figures suddenly stopped, drew a slight arc, and landed on the top of a mountain outside the route.
A woman rolled up a book and used it to lift up the curtain. She frowned slightly and lowered her head to look at the hilltop not far away.
The foreign Qi practitioners looked unfamiliar, and they didn't look like ordinary Taoists.
After some hesitation, she decided not to cause trouble, so she lowered the curtain and told her followers to continue on their way.
Xiao Mo saw the book in the hands of the Lady of the Mountain God Palace and said with a smile: "It's the Twenty-Four Flowers Trade Wind Seal. It came from a certain Supreme Guest from the Paradise of Hundred Flowers. According to a Shanshui Di newspaper from Changchun Palace,
Both the Master's and Master's seals of the Jianjianxian are on the list, but the ranking is far not as high as the Master's seals."
Chen Ping'an was confused, "What list?"
Xiao Mo explained: "It is a fresh evaluation made by a certain immortal house in Aaizhou, and the best seals in the past thousand years were selected. Young Master's Jianjian Immortal Seal was ranked third, and it seems that there are ten seals together.
Once it was published, the sales volume was very good both in and out of the country.”
Pei Qian whispered: "What you do is really unethical. If master travels to Aaizhou in the future, he will have to come to your door to ask for payment."
Chen Pingan laughed it off.
Since they stopped here, Chen Ping'an simply took Xiao Mo and the three of them to make a fire and cook together.
Cao Qinglang asked: "Sir, have you thought about the name of your next sect?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Yes, Dongshan came up with it. It's excellent."
Among the group, only Cao Qinglang did not drink.
Even if Chen Ping'an tried to act like a gentleman, it still wouldn't work.
Very good, he is indeed his proud student and has his own opinion.
I looked at Pei Qian again. He had a good drinking capacity and was very good. His several trips to the world were not in vain.
Because Cao Qinglang did not drink, Chen Ping'an naturally thought of Liu Wudi at the Taihui Sword Sect's drinking table. He had to fly his sword immediately to send a message. He wanted to remind Liu Jinglong that he had to stop in Dali Capital on his way to attend the next sect's celebration.
He stopped and asked Han Zhoujin, the formation master of the Earthly Branch lineage, to help teach the formation. As for Han Zhoujin, fortunately, he had already said hello. I believe Liu Jinglong will definitely be able to take advantage of the excitement when he arrives at the Xianjia Inn.
You won’t come home until you’re drunk.
Liu Jinglong, it seems that my friend is not as good as your friend.
The moon was hanging in the sky and the mountain breeze was blowing. Chen Pingan was holding a wine bowl and looked up at the bright moon. He lowered his head and raised his head again and drank a bowl of wine. He had already thought about how to water the stream in his Xiandu Mountain.
It is famous as "the reunion moon in the sky and the second spring in the world". As for the first and third springs, I don't know who I love, so just fight over them.
Pei Qian asked: "Master, what is the name of the next sect?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Let me keep it a secret and tell you later."
Regarding the name of the next sect, Cui Dongshan suggested in his heart before leaving Fuyao Ping that he should be named Qingping Sword Sect.
However, Cui Dongshan did not forget to add that Mr.'s name must be better, so he treated it as a student's suggestion.
Chen Pingan thought it was very good, it was already the best, so he gave up his several alternate names without hesitation.
The swordsman looked drunkenly at his hometown, his Taoist heart is big and the world is small, the world is narrow and the wine cup is wide, the past and present are short and the spirit is long. But I caress Qingping with a smile, and I have never lost my life with the three-foot sword in my hand.