A group of people disembarked at the Xianjia Ferry called Moxiandu. There were many buildings on the ferry, but most of them were newly built after the war. It looked like a small town. There was a small river passing through the town. The river was quiet and the waves were calm.
There are many shops on both sides of the strait, but the business is deserted. The reason why the ferry is so named comes from the fact that in the early years, there was a strange aquatic species at the ferry, which looked like fish but not fish, and looked like snake but not snake. It was extremely difficult to catch, and it would die when it comes out of the water.
Like an ink line, swimming in groups in the water
, the ink lines are like mountains, winding in the water one by one. However, after the war, there are no such aquatic figures in the river, so the ink line crossing no longer lives up to its name.
Huang Yiyun, her disciple Xue Huai, and two guests from Pushan were going to attend the opening ceremony at Xiandu Mountain.
The old woman and girl beside Ye Yunyun are the owners of a tea shed that has an engagement shop on the bank of Chilin River. The old woman’s pseudonym is Qiu Du, and her real body is an old Qiu with nearly five thousand years of age. She was once an old Qiu.
The Grandma of Dadu Dragon Palace was born in the first class of "the emperor's close ministers". She has a low position and a powerful position. Her real power is equivalent to half of the patriarch of the Immortal Family on the mountain.
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The girl's name is Hu Chuling, she has both her parents' surnames, and she is nicknamed Jingju. Unlike the old woman, she is not a monster from the mountains and rivers, but comes from the local people of Chilin River. Her ancestors are all quarrymen who are proficient in water-based quarrying. The girl is
A top-notch fairy whose qualifications, temperament and conduct were tested by the old woman due to chance.
, and was finally accepted as his direct disciple. In fact, the two parties were more like relatives who depended on each other, or the kind of relatives separated by generations. Qiu Du was cautious, and she did not leave Chi Lin immediately after the old master of Longhu Mountain and the Sword Immortal in Qingyi left.
On the contrary, Jiang Dijie took the initiative to go to Pushan Yuncaotang. On the one hand, he wanted to thank Huang Yiyun, went to the door with gifts, and delivered thousands of kilograms of Chilinjiang beautiful stones in one breath. And now Tongyezhou, no matter what
Whether they are local or foreign monks, they are not very friendly towards the demon clan. There are specialized Qi practitioners from other continents who gather in groups to search the mountains and rivers, catch and kill the fish that slip through the net.
The wild monster clan can make money by doing this, and can also get an extra credit for recording files at the academy. Yuncaotang received the gift, understood it, and reciprocated the gift. Ye Yunyun wrote a letter and sent it to Dafu Academy.
Mr. Cheng Shanzhang has made a guarantee for Lao Qiu. This is a great deal of love. Once Qiu Du goes out to travel,
, for any mistakes during this period, Pushan and Ye Yunyun need to take responsibility at the academy. Later, Yuncaotang received a letter from Feijian. The letter writer called himself Cui Dongshan, from Xiandu Mountain, and was Chen Pingan's proud disciple.
, I want to invite the master and apprentice, the old woman and the girl, to my home as guests. At the end of the letter, in addition to a personal seal, there is also
A personal monogram in the shape of three mountains.
Ye Yunyun told the old woman who happened to be a guest in the mountain that a sect was about to be established in Xiandu Mountain, and the first sect leader kindly invited the master and apprentice to visit Xiandu Mountain.
The intention of soliciting was very obvious. After Qiu Du learned about this, he thought about it and thought that he should go to Xiandu Mountain with Jianju first before making a decision.
The prison on the other side of Linjiang River has been imprisoned for thousands of years. Now he wants to go out and take a breather. It would be a good thing if he could help Jianju get a solid mountain identity.
The Immortal Master of Genealogy has many rules and restraints, so it is best to become a guest guest.
It is not only a talisman, but also has little restriction.
Ye Yunyun has not yet told Qiu Du about Chen Pingan's multiple identities.
The leader of a sect in the Luopo Mountain of Aquarius Continent, a close disciple of Wen Sheng, the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and of course, he is also Ning Yao's Taoist companion.
Anyway, when we visit Xiandu Mountain together, the truth will soon be revealed.
When Ye Yunyun showed up at the ferry, the shouts at the roadside Baobao Zhai, which were originally sick and waiting for business to come, became much louder.
The shop assistants also walked around the counter, came to the door, and started whistling.
But I don't know who was the first to recognize the woman's identity and shouted out "Pushan Huang Yiyun", and then all of them became as silent as cicadas and dispersed like birds and beasts.
If he pissed off a female Zhijie Wufu, she would probably hit her with a few punches, and there would be no way to cross the line.
Ye Yunyun glanced at the river, which no longer had the strange phenomenon of ink lines, and asked casually: "Aunt Qiu, that kind of aquatic tribe has been thriving here for many years, but now there is not a single one. Could it be that they have been plundered by the wild monsters?" The old woman said
Glancing at not far away, there was a young shopkeeper sitting in front of his shop basking in the sun. After the two sides looked at each other, the old woman said with a smile, "They are all hiding. The real name of this kind of water tribe is negative mountains."
Yu is one of the descendants of Mo Jiao. It has not been recorded in the book, so his reputation is not obvious in later generations. Because he was removed from the Shui Yi Jade Certificate by the old Dadu Dragon Palace, the secular monarch cannot canonize him. Even if he succeeds, he will not be able to succeed.
Doomed to be unable to transform into a dragon, this is the way to go
If we are cut off, we can only survive." "In the early years, there was a mountain-bearing fish that was about to transform into a dragon. The relationship with the Dragon Palace, a land lake on the side of Dadu, was very tense. When I was desperate, I had to take a chance and secretly chose a place.
During the thunderstorms during the Huangmei season, I went into the water without reporting it to Dadu Dragon Palace, hoping to produce a golden elixir. However, the news was leaked for some reason, and someone interfered with it. I accidentally caused a flood, flooding more than 1,000 people on both sides of the bank.
There, there were thousands of corpses floating in the water. The crime was extremely serious, so he was accused. When the Dragon King Dadu learned about it, he was very angry. If the Shui tribe under his jurisdiction dared to violate the laws of heaven and caused trouble, he would be killed.
After being arrested and beheaded, the mountain-bearing fish had no choice but to flee all the way here and seek refuge with a lucky mountain cultivator.
The warrior concealed his aura to avoid disaster. In return, he had to help the sect secretly gather water transportation, and waited until the battle of slaying the dragon was over before he dared to show his face." The young man said in his heart: "You old woman, how unkind you are.
Since we are both descendants of Dadu Water, we can be regarded as half Taoist friends on the mountain. Even if we don't support each other, why bother to make things difficult? Why, because now we have embraced each other,
Are you going to use me to claim credit and receive rewards from Huang Yiyun and Dafu Academy? Are you coming to Moxiandu this time for me?" The old woman laughed in her heart and replied: "A small mountain fish can't even leave.
Jiang Hua turned into Mo Jiao, and luckily formed elixirs here, and stayed in the Nascent Soul Realm for so many years. If you knew my identity, you wouldn’t dare to speak so wildly. Let’s not go through those old almanacs. Since you just said it yourself, we
Both of them are survivors of Dafu, so they can be regarded as half-comrades. Since you did not go astray and took refuge in the wilderness back then, I would like to advise you to report to Dafu Academy as soon as possible, otherwise you will have to wait.
It's too late when a gentleman from the academy comes to your door. Of course, if you are willing to switch to Pushan, I can help introduce you to one or two now."
In the early years, this mountain-bearing fish was able to avoid being punished by the Dadu Dragon Palace. In fact, it was thanks to the intercession of a black dragon. The old woman was there to slow down the cheeks on the dragon girl's behalf. Otherwise, a hilltop with an earthly fairy sitting on it would really be able to protect it.
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The young man sneered, "A real man doesn't want to be a subordinate."
Ye Yunyun also saw the clues, "Mother Qiu, what did you talk about with him?"
The old woman smiled and said: "The little mountain fish has a heart as high as the sky and does not want to depend on others." Ye Yunyun smiled and said: "I finally regained my freedom. After all, I am still a Nascent Soul monk. As long as my life experience is innocent, I can be in the academy."
After the border survey, you can take advantage of the mountains and rivers to establish a sect. Since you are your backer, you really don’t need to rely on anyone.
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The old woman next to me is an exception, she is used to being an assistant in the Dragon Palace.
It is a generally accepted thing in the mountains that one can establish a sect only if one has sufficient level of monk.
Many emerging sects are often very lively and vigorous in the early stage, and then appear short-lived.
Just like his own Yuncaotang, even if Zhang Lu Tanrong reaches the upper five realms and leaves Pushan, it is still impossible for him to start a sect. Old Yuanying would not even think about such a thing.
In history, those founding generals and generals who were skilled in supporting dragons and whose names go down in history are also the same. They don't want to, don't want to, and can't.
The young man seemed to have changed his mind temporarily, and suddenly spoke to the old woman from his heart: "Old woman with a strong tone, you can tell Huang Yiyun that if you are willing to become a Taoist couple, I can join Zhenpu Mountain."
The old woman laughed dumbly.
However, he did not tell Ye Yunyun truthfully. Instead, he changed the way of saying it, which roughly meant that this fellow Taoist from Fushan had been in love with the mountain master for a long time.
Ye Yunyun laughed it off. Together they visited the various shops in the crowded ferry. With the lesson learned from the fairy painting, Ye Yunyun made up her mind and just looked at it. Finally, she found a secluded place and took out a book from her sleeve.
A colorful paper boat made of origami was thrown into the Moxian Crossing River, like a colorful luan falling into the sea. The river swayed gently, and finally a high-grade talisman boat appeared. It was like a building boat, two stories high, and could carry thirty
Yu Ren. Compared with the Liuxia boat, which is expensive and has no market value, Cai
Luan Ferry is the first choice for fairy cultivators on Tongyezhou Mountain. Of course, the prerequisite is that you can afford the Guyu money and it is not suitable for long voyages as it would cost you too much money from the gods.
Next, the private ferry will cross the mountains and rivers of the southern border of an old dynasty. From Xiandu Mountain, there is still about two thousand miles of straight-line distance between mountains and rivers. If you travel by boat or car, the distance will be at least double.
The ferry takes off, and the mountains and rivers look like bonsai.
Ye Yunyun, dressed in yellow, stood on the bow of the ship, her sleeves swaying, as if she were a celestial being.
Xue Huai glanced at his master and had only one thought: it would be too difficult to find a future master.
Pushan is busy with business, so Zhang Lu Tan Rong will come later. When the old Yuanying learned that Master Cao, who had visited his Qianjinwanshizhai before, turned out to be the real owner of the Seal of the Hundred Swords and the Seal of the Jianjian, the old Yuanying
Zhang Lu almost stared out of his eyes. When Tan Rong came to his senses, he was spitting everywhere.
, and began to complain about why his mountain master didn't tell him earlier, otherwise he wouldn't have prepared the four treasures of the study and a lot of seals early? He pressed the young hidden official on the chair and refused to let him go?
It was difficult for Ye Yunyun to explain that she actually only knew the true identity of Master Cao a few days before him.
Lao Zhanglu was like a girl who had been thrown into chaos and was finally abandoned. Her eyes were full of resentment, her words were nagging, and she kept complaining to Ye Yunyun.
The mountain master mistook me!
If the identity of the other party had been known early on, and the young hidden official had not left a few vivid and dripping calligraphy paintings, and stayed up all night to carve more than ten square gold and stone seals, Chen Ping'an would never have thought of leaving his study and Pushan.
Now I'm fine. I just missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How can I make up for it? When I, Tan Rong, go back to Xiandu Mountain, I will be an outsider and a guest. How can I have the face to talk?
Mountain Master is confused. Mountain Master, please don’t leave. You have to compensate me for this loss. As for how to ask for the calligraphy seal from the young Yin Guan, it is your business. Anyway, I only accept the gift. If the ceremony is over, Mountain Master, you
Going down the mountain with empty hands is a thankless task.
A good manager position, haha, Mr. Tan has long been worried about it.
Ye Yunyun is not afraid of Tan Rong's threat, but she really doesn't understand that an old monk like Tan Rong, facing Chen Ping'an, would not be obsessed with the young swordsman's deployment of troops in the summer palace in the past, only on the matter of sealing the genealogy.
Thinking about it.
Ye Yunyun had a slight headache, so she gathered her voices and discussed with her disciple Xue Huai, "Do you really want me to go to Xiandu Mountain and ask Chen Pingan for a seal or something? I can't ask for it, so why don't you go?
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Xue Huai smiled and said: "Master, it's not difficult for me to speak up, but the starting point for this matter is too high. It was Pushan visited by Lord Yinguan on his own initiative, which inadvertently increased Tan Zhanglu's appetite, so I want to see it."
, it’s just a matter of one or two sentences..." Sensing the change in the master's face and thinking of the master's temper, Xue Huai immediately changed his words: "If the master is really embarrassed, at worst I will make a start at Shanzhu Chen's place.
While initiating the conversation, Master chimed in with a few words. I believe that in the future
Shanzhu Chen's character will definitely not put Master in trouble with Tan Zhanglu." Then Xue Huai helped Tan Rong smooth things over, "Tan Zhanglu has been obsessed with calligraphy, gold and stone in his life, and he may be more concerned about these two things than his spiritual practice.
.This is like a descendant of a poet, meeting the most proud poet in the world, a descendant of a poet, meeting Su Zi, Liu Qi
.Master still needs to understand a little bit. As for those angry words that Tan Zhanglu threatened Master, don’t take them seriously, they are just asking for a price."
At this point, Xue Huai laughed and said, "Master, why don't we make a bet? I bet that Shanzhu Chen must have been prepared for this matter, and maybe he is waiting for Master or Tan Zhanglu to speak.
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Ye Yunyun didn't say anything, but asked curiously: "Xue Huai, do you have a good impression of Chen Pingan?"
Xue Huai smiled and said: "They are all scholars."
"I have been fortunate enough to follow my master to practice in Pushan. I have participated in various celebrations and have met many worldly masters. However, this is the first time I have seen a Taoist monk like Shanzhu Chen. It is very refreshing.
feel."
"If I had to describe Shanzhu Chen in one sentence, it would be..."
After pausing for a moment, the old master nodded to himself and said with a smile: "Looking at it, it looks like it is warm, respectful and peaceful."
Ye Yunyun said: "It's a very high evaluation."
It's the New Year's Eve, and there's only half a month left before the sect's celebration.
The reason why Ye Yunyun rushed to Xiandu Mountain in advance was because she had selfish motives.
She wants to have a fight with Chen Ping'an in an honest and fair manner.
Ye Yunyun is extremely young among the warriors at the end of the world. Wu Shu, the martial sage from his hometown, Zhang Tiaoxia from the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth, Wang Fuxun, the old man from Luzhou in Beiju, and Pei Axiang from Lei Gongmiao in Aaizhou, are all very young.
Not too small.
Ye Yunyun wanted to know a pure martial artist who could compete with Cao Ci and be the same age as Cao Ci.
How heavy are the fists and kicks, how powerful are the principles of boxing, and how advanced are the skills of boxing!
On the colorful boat, when it sails into the sea of clouds, the surrounding water is filled with mist, which is refreshing and refreshing.
The old woman has gray hair and a stooped figure.
In the past, he also held the golden rain-making talisman, appeared in his true form, soared into the clouds and mist, spread rain over the mountains and rivers of the earth, and dropped sweet rain one after another.
The girl on the side is holding a hand stove in both hands. Because of its small size, it is also called a sleeve stove. It can warm hands and ward off the cold. It is made of copper, with charcoal inside and bamboo strips woven on the outside.
The group of people looked down at the land, and saw that there were few people in the area, and the green mountains and green waters remained unchanged. However, along the big rivers, the great cities and towns that were built near the water in the past were still mostly in ruins, devastated and miserable.
Ye Yunyun couldn't help but ask: "The Yuan family of Dayuan has not restored the country yet?"
Otherwise, given the foundation of the old Dayuan Dynasty, after so many years of recuperation, the people's livelihood would not be so miserable and lifeless.
She increasingly felt that Yuncaotang not only wanted to lift the ban on Shanshui Di newspapers, but also set up a special organization to collect Shanshui newspapers.
The land was divided into three. Three descendants of the royal family who were only from the vassal territory were each supported as emperors and split the earth to establish a country. The Yuan family of Dayuan was also in Tongyezhou at that time, and one of the few Yamashita dynasties who dared to "take the mantis as a chariot"
One of them, they successively assembled armies at the border and in the capital to resist the barbaric monster army sweeping across the mountains and rivers like a tide. The result was only
There were as many as seven places where the city was massacred, including the capital city. The lives were devastated and the vitality was severely damaged. Therefore, it can no longer be compared with the Yu Dynasty, which was equally powerful in the past.
Including the ruins of the old capital city, it has been reduced to a veritable ghost town. The evil spirit rises into the sky. Except for the ghost cultivators, the Qi practitioners under the earthly immortals will generally take a detour to avoid "getting into trouble".
"In addition to a few groups of teams led by gentlemen and sages from the academy, together with genealogy monks from various mountains, entering various ghost cities to search for hidden monsters, in fact, the three separatist forces also spared no effort to send worshipers to clear the way, and brought a large group of Qi practitioners with them.
, the guards went into the city to collect the corpses, spent a lot of talismans and immortal money, and held several water and land rituals to extradite the souls, but the results were not very effective." In addition, only Shanze Yexiu, who can "search mountains", can
Under the guise of picking up leaks, some old mansions of wealthy families are dilapidated, but there may be some unexpected gains. They will also strictly follow the rules of entering the city at sunrise and leaving the city at sunset.
Otherwise, you will be trapped in many confusions and it will be easy for you to never return. You will be a ghost in the city and become a new ghost.
Ordinary warriors in the martial arts world, people with strong yang energy, would never dare to enter without permission. At most, they would help the casual cultivators and do some work to clear roads in the city, and get some dividends afterwards.
And most of them are in midsummer, when the Yang Qi of heaven and earth is at its peak. Like the current cold and freezing late winter, most people have to stay at least a hundred miles away from the ghost town.
Ye Yunyun asked: "We Pushan disciples have never been here before?"
Although most of his Pushan disciples were in the southern boundary of Tongyezhou, cooperating with the two academies and the Yugui Sect to search the mountains, Ye Yunyun was still a little worried when she saw the ghost towns of the old Yushi Mountains and Rivers with her own eyes.
Xue Huai shook his head slightly and said truthfully: "I haven't been here yet." Tongye Continent is so big that it is almost equal to the territory of two Aquarius Continents. What's more, Tongye Continent does not have the Great Li Dynasty or the Embroidered Tiger Cui Chan.
There is no invincible and invincible cavalry, let alone the scornful eyes of the immortal master on the mountain and the human dynasty.
There is no feat of erecting a country's laws on the top of the mountains...
Ye Yunyun said: "After participating in the Xiandu Mountain celebration, we will walk through these ghost cities to see if there are any powerful ghost generals who have become established, trying to gather Yin soldiers to disrupt the Yang world." Once this happens, all the people in the old Dayuan Dynasty will
A ghost city will form a small world similar to the ruins of an ancient battlefield. Living creatures will be subtly affected by evil spirits when they are in it. Especially when the ghost city forms a pattern of connected branches with the same energy, it is even more troublesome. Ye Yunyun will not complain about the academy's inaction.
In the three brand-new academies including Dafu Academy, in the years after the end of the war, from the mountain chief to deputy mountain chiefs, to gentlemen and sages, and even to the academy’s Confucian scholars, almost everyone could not study in any study room. They were outside all year round.
Running around, tired of coping, in addition to searching the mountains, repairing the old mountains and rivers is also a complicated mess. The academy needs to solve hidden dangers everywhere, and over the years, the academy disciples have suffered numerous casualties.
few.
Xue Huai hesitated for a moment and said: "The ghosts in the city, even if they are ferocious, were pitiful and respectable people in life." Ye Yunyun sighed, "Of course I know, but the matter has come to this, what else can be done, we can't leave the city alone.
The Yin spirit is infiltrated by the evil spirit year after year. If it continues to be delayed, even if the embattled academy can free up its hands, it will only be able to clean up the ghost town.
It will be like a new massacre."
Xue Huai was worried, "It's very troublesome to place those ghosts and ghosts." Not only Tongye Continent, but in fact, except for the Middle Earth Divine Continent, there are no ghost sects with sects at the beginning.
The large area of the land can be used to carve out several hills for ghosts to practice. Therefore, it can now be made into a hammer
For the feat of setting the tone, only a master of the Ascension Realm who is proficient in ghost ways, who does not hesitate to waste his own skills and uses heaven-reaching means to come here to perform spells, can hope to change the breath of heaven and earth from filthy to clear.
It's a pity that there are no ascending realms in Tongyezhou now, let alone mountaintop monks who are proficient in ghost ways.
But I heard that an unidentified monk appeared suddenly on the battlefield of Tongyezhou in the past, leading an army of heroic spirits to stop an army of bones under the command of Bai Ying, the old throne of the wilderness. Just look at the broken walls everywhere.
The old city, even in broad daylight and under the sunlight, still gives people a ghostly feeling. However, there is one thing that makes Ye Yunyun feel quite strange. It is clear that the evil spirit in the city is very strong, but the filthiness is not serious.
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The old woman and the girl said in their hearts: "Jiujiu, let me tell you in advance that when we get to Xiandu Mountain, even if you have a good impression of that place, no matter how good the conditions are, the two of us will at most be just empty titles."
Dear guest, don’t be that monk."
The girl asked curiously: "Why is this?"
The old woman didn't explain much, she just touched the girl's head.
In fact, it would be best for them to simply seek refuge in Pushan Yuncaotang.
Huang Yiyun is trustworthy, and the reputation of Pushan is very good. She is well-known in the mountains and down the mountain. Especially Ye Yunyun's Taoist heart is like a clear spring, crystal clear to the bottom, enough to trust her with her life.
It's a pity that she and Pushan never took the initiative to speak from the beginning to the end. Qiu Du couldn't get on the pole and send himself and jealousy away together.
On the other hand, the green-shirted swordsman, who was proficient in swordsmanship at a young age, had always been gentle and polite in the tea shed even though they had met by the river before.
But the old woman couldn't see through the other person's character at all.
Furthermore, Xiandu Mountain turned a blind eye to these ghost towns where evil spirits were entrenched and left them alone.
For monks on the mountain, a journey of thousands of miles means they can visit neighbors within a few steps.
But over at Xiandu Mountain, since they are about to establish a sect, they must have good foundation. This is considered as sweeping away the snow in front of each other and not caring about the frost on other people's tiles?
But it cannot be said that Xiandu Mountain did something wrong. The world of mortals is rolling and there are many karma obstacles. People who practice Taoism are clean and self-sufficient. What is wrong?
It's just that the old woman could not help but murmur in her heart that she was very talented. If the family tradition in Xiandu Mountain was not right and someone "make the best use of everything", what would she do then?
It is always easier to get on the boat than to get off the boat if you are attached to a certain fairy mountain.
In his early years in the Dadu Dragon Palace, Qiu Du held an important position and was already accustomed to the treacherous intrigues among his colleagues, the mountain tops, and the immortal masters.
A mountain monk with a bad reputation may not necessarily be a bad person.
A person with a good reputation may also be a sanctimonious person who is good at calculations.
With jealousy's cultivation qualifications, he will never end up carrying a pig's head without being able to find a temple.
Not to mention Huang Yiyun's Pushan, maybe even the Jade Gui Sect can become a cultivator of the Genealogy of the Patriarch Hall. Jealousy is not a sword cultivator. He will suffer a big loss, otherwise he will enter Shenzhuan Peak and become the direct descendant of the sect leader Wei Ying.
Disciples, everything is possible.
Therefore, the old woman would never allow herself to push the jealousy into a pit of fire.
If it really didn't work, she would lower her profile and not talk about face-saving. At worst, she would let Juju change his orthodoxy and master, and she would also help Juju get a direct successor status in Pushan Thatched Cottage. Anyway, she couldn't teach him for a long time.
What kind of magic skills does she have? With Qiu and one person, the master and disciple have completely different roots in the Tao. There are many secrets of life that only dragons can skillfully master. If you learn them out of jealousy, you will inevitably get twice the result with half the effort and waste it.
Time. The human monks are no better than the monsters. They are too particular about being in the early stage of mountain climbing. So what if they don’t have the status of master and disciple with Jian Jian? It doesn’t matter.
The old woman stretched out her withered palms and gently picked up the girl's sleeves, with kind eyes, "Everyone in the world says that becoming a master is like reincarnation, and a woman going to the mountain to practice is like getting married. The master is old and it is difficult to prove the path, so I have to find a good one for jealousy.
Only then can people feel at ease."
In addition to this, there is another secret matter that the old woman did not tell Jian Jian openly. The so-called ruins of the Ordinary Dragon Palace are nothing more than sunk water.
However, the Dadu Dragon Palace where she is located is different from those dragon palaces on land and rivers. It has a higher status, so it is more difficult to open the ruins and it is extremely difficult to find.
Let’s just talk about Mrs. Dan Dan’s Lushui Pit. Once it was closed, wasn’t it that even Master Huo Long couldn’t forcibly open the ban? As the teaching nun of Dadu Dragon Palace, she was similar to one of the Hanlin Academy bachelors who served as the “teacher” of the prince and grandson.
Liu, different from the old mountain-bearing fish from the golden jade branch of Dadu in the past, the old woman is from an orthodox background. In short, Qiu Du is the one who opened the dragon
The key to the secret palace.
Ye Yunyun didn't say a word. The old woman believed in her own vision and the other party's character. Pushan was not fishing for a big fish in the long run.
But in Xiandu Mountain, it was Chen Jianxian who stepped forward and followed with an invitation.
How could the old woman not weigh the pros and cons, so she made up her mind that before the real dragon in Aquarius Island was revealed to the world, she would collect the abandoned Dragon Palace from the world, so she must quickly visit her "hometown".
Naturally, the old woman did not dare to enter it, and she treated them all as her own property. That would be too greedy. She would only choose 10% or 20% of the Dragon Palace's old treasures that were easy to carry as her jealous dowry.
In the mountains and rivers of the old Yu Dynasty, in a ghost town, colorful boats passed overhead.
In a dilapidated and abandoned mansion, there were two gentlemen from Liang Shang who had just entered the city.
On the beam between the two of them, there were two pots of wine, a plate of salted peanuts, and a plate of dry-fried soybeans.
The shabby scholar picked up a peanut, threw it high, and dropped it into his mouth. He glanced at the fat man beside him and persuaded him: "Get down quickly, be careful not to collapse the beam when you sit on it."
The fat man said angrily: "No, I can sit on the dragon chair, but can't sit on the small beam? This family has smoke coming out of their ancestral graves, so that I can sit here with my butt made of gold."
It was Zhong Kui and Uncle Gusu.
I had been to the Earth Temple before and then wandered here.
There is a bit of grandeur in the ghost town.
This allowed the many Yin spirits in the city to maintain some pure spiritual energy and prevent them from turning into evil ghosts.
It must have been the work of the immortal boy in white. The fat man grabbed a handful of soybeans, put them in his mouth and chewed them. He took another sip of wine, raised his head and gurgled, as if gargling water, and swallowed it all, "Zhong Kui.
, why don’t you just talk to Brother Chen and ask him for help?
Already."
Zhong Kui took out the wooden box from his sleeve, put it on his knees, and gently opened the lid. Inside was a set of Celestial Master's ghost-killing coins, "How can I ask someone for help when I meet you? I feel really bad about it."
Zhong Kui twirled one of the coins, took a breath, and wiped it with his sleeve, "Besides, the founding of the next sect is a huge celebration. What I want to do, if you listen to it, you won't feel bad.
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The fat man chuckled and said, "Are you afraid of being rejected and losing face?"
Seeing Zhong Kui's gaze, the fat man immediately made amends, "Isn't it true that we've met each other outside? One of us is following the other. People like me who are obsessed with saving face can't show their true feelings over there."
Zhong Kui said: "Actually, it was because I knew he would agree and would not hesitate, that I was in a dilemma and couldn't decide whether or when to speak."
The fat man sighed, "I understand, I understand, just like when I met Brother Chen, I didn't ask him for anything to offer to the guests. We brothers are just shy. In fact, we are at a disadvantage when we are away from home."
Zhong Kui frowned slightly, "How dare these people stay overnight in the city and risk their lives for money?"
The fat man smiled and said: "How do they know the inside story? Because of that existence, they only feel that this place is safe, but they don't know that they are already on the road to hell." In this ghost town, probably because of too much resentment, a eating animal was accidentally born.
The ghosts of ghosts are much more ferocious than the so-called ghosts of ghost houses, ghost kings of ruins and the like. The biggest problem is that this ghost is like an extremely talented monastic embryo. In less than ten years, it has devoured its peers.
, has secretly formed the golden elixir, and acted extremely cautiously, and has never been found by the monks. If it eats a large number of people in the world now, especially soul-nourished Qi practitioners and pure martial artists with strong blood essence, they will be killed again.
It picked up a few secret books on ghost ways. Hey, it probably won't take thirty to fifty years to become a habit. Then it will refine a ghost town into its own small world. When it can walk around during the day without any hindrance, it can change into a vulgar skin at will.
Bag, if you want to find traces again, you will be looking for a needle in a haystack.
Otherwise, Zhong Kui would not have stopped here with my uncle Gusu.
It is our duty to slay demons. Zhong Kui drank a pot of wine and asked the fat man to put away the dishes. He jumped down lightly and flew out of the lobby like a flying kite. He touched the water with a dragonfly on the roof of the building, and then suddenly landed in a place.
The beauty outside the woman's boudoir sat down over there, looking at the courtyard from a distance outside a library. There was a group of pickers, a total of ten people, half of whom were digging three feet into the ground here, and the rest were searching the house.
In the cellars, dry wells and secret rooms with double walls, everyone is extremely busy, including half-baked Qi practitioners, as well as people from the martial arts world.
Warriors, most of the latter are wearing armor, and they pick it up nearby, or carry a bow, arm crossbow, or hang a copper coin sword. Some people carry a bag of glutinous rice and a bag of black dog blood. There are monks with bells on their waists and hand-held weapons.
The Demon Mirror is clearly prepared.
There were several wheelbarrows parked outside the gate of the mansion, because the donkeys and horses did not dare to enter the city no matter how hard they were whipped.
When seven or eight jars of silver were dug out, there was a sudden burst of joy.
One of the young men, with a sallow complexion and skinny muscles, suddenly said: "You can try digging another foot or two further."
Sure enough, under ten feet, more jars were dug out. When they were opened, they all contained more valuable jewelry and property. The fat man chuckled and said: "Look at the shape of this mansion. Before retiring and returning to his hometown, it should have been a palace."
He is a third-rank official in the central government, but he has only accumulated so little wealth. He is really an upright official. If he is lucky enough to become the beloved of the widow, he should pursue it no matter what.
A beautiful posthumous title with a prefix." Over in the yard, there is a beautiful woman about thirty years old. She is slightly short in stature, but stunningly beautiful. The material is pure white, and because she is wearing a night jacket with a waist and shorts, she looks even more curvy.
, her skin is better than snow, I saw her eyes turning, and said in a delicate voice
: "Guqiu, I really belong to you. Today's harvest will give you an extra 10%."
The young man bowed to the woman and thanked her.
The fat man was lying on the railing against which the beauty was leaning, stretched his neck, his eyes were shining, and he murmured in a low voice: "This sister, she really behaves like an outsider, which makes me forget her vulgarity." The rest of the family also came to the courtyard one after another.
Next to them, someone was holding a huge fire-painted gourd. The most important thing is that it still has a handle and is in excellent condition. The man and the woman smiled and asked: "Madam, is this thing a spiritual weapon used by your gods?"
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The woman glanced at it and couldn't see where in the world so many spiritual weapons from the mountains came from. She said angrily: "Only these wealthy families who are full and have nothing to do can be regarded as treasures and how much money are they worth?
You have to ask Guqiu, he is an expert."
The young man said: "Looking for a scholar who knows the goods, it may be worth three or four hundred taels of silver, but the price cannot be sold at Xianjia Ferry."
The man glanced at the woman, stretched out his hand and touched the gourd with a smile, then threw the gourd out and hit the wall hard.
The woman gave her a flirtatious look and said, "You look like you're dead."
The young man was full of regrets and did not dare to say a word. The woman looked quite proud. She had picked up a treasure for nothing. The young man was worthy of being a son of an aristocratic family who came from a country's weaving bureau in the past. He had excellent vision, otherwise
When they enter the city this time, they will just bump around like headless flies, and they will probably gain the least.
Halved. Another person squatted at the bottom of the steps with a large sack, rummaging through it and asking the ancient mounds to check the price one by one. The valuable ones were kept, and the ones that were not valuable were smashed. He took out a large bag with a big mouth.
Celadon utensil with wide rim, pastel lotus and egret pattern, unknown use
On the way, just looking at the possibility of being worth some money, he asked the young man: "Is it a vase?"
"Slag bucket."
"What the hell?"
"Not worth it." At the top of the steps, there was a burly man in armor sitting on a rosewood chair, holding a knife in both hands, with scars on his face and a rather ferocious appearance. He stepped on a lonely piece of nanmu couplet, the ancient hill before
It is the Yu family who said this thing is quite valuable.
The handiwork of a former literary master of the dynasty, if paired, could be sold for at least five or six hundred taels of silver. The man couldn't stand his wife's flirting with this pretty boy, so he stepped on it until it split into pieces.
The man glanced at the sky and said in a deep voice: "You can go back home." A group of them came to this old state government office at the beginning of summer this year to find some leftovers that had been leaked from the mouths of several sets of genealogy masters.
It was an unexpected surprise, and it went extremely smoothly. Compared with the many surprises experienced by my colleagues in several other ghost towns, I have already explained it.
Many lives have been lost, but they have not suffered any major losses so far. There are only some lonely ghosts wandering around in the city at night. They have chosen a city god's temple as their habitat, and the ghosts do not dare to get close at night.
In just half a year, I have made a lot of money. If converted into fairy money, I have already earned a small amount of Guyu money.
Zhong Kui glanced at a small house in the city. There was a young girl standing leaning against a peach tree with a peach blossom face.
In this late winter season, peach blossoms were blooming all over the branches, which was certainly not normal. The girl seemed to have noticed Zhong Kui's gaze, and she walked away shyly. When she raised the curtain, she looked back and smiled.
Zhong Kui sighed, stood up, clapped his hands, and shouted to everyone in the courtyard: "Hey, everyone, since you are heading back home, you should just go ahead. Anyway, you will make a lot of money, so you can go straight out of the city and go back to your homes."
A dozen or so people in the courtyard looked up to the attic not far away, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and were at war with each other. They saw only a frail scholar, followed by a fat guy with big ears.
The burly man sitting on the chair turned to look at Zhong Kui and sneered: "Is it a human or a ghost?"
One of the qi practitioners shook the bell vigorously, then raised the bronze mirror high, shining the sunset light on the two uninvited guests.
The light from the ancient mirror shone wildly on Zhong Kui's face. Zhong Kui turned his head slightly, waved his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I just wanted to remind you that there are ghosts in the city. They have been eyeing you for a long time and are waiting for an opportunity."
The fat man rolled his eyes.
The monk said softly: "It's not a monster or a ghost."
The woman looked at the elegant man in blue shirt and bit her lip. Hey, he is a poor scholar again.
The man who had lost his fire-painted gourd looked at the fat man lying next to the beauty and laughed loudly: "It's the end of the year and you still dare to run out of the pig pen and wander around? Are you worried that we brothers will not have good food in the city?"
"Young people shouldn't have such a big temper. What they say is very unpleasant."
Yu Jin stood up and looked away from the woman, "We are all brothers in the world. When we go out and meet each other by chance, we are friends. There is no need to hurt others with words."
Zhong Kui glanced at the fat man and wondered why his temper had become so good.
When encountering similar things in the past, with me by my side, I would not dare to hurt others randomly, but I would definitely get over it.
It seems that my memory has improved on the Xiandu Mountain side.
Zhong Kui's last gaze rested on the "ancient hill" that was no different from ordinary people, and he said in his heart: "Stop it."
The girl leaning against the peach tree in the small courtyard is actually a ghost in the golden elixir realm, and this young man is the real owner of this ghost town.
The young man looked up at Zhong Kui and said in his heart: "They are all people who deserve to die. I heard that there is a saying in your mountain that it is difficult for gods to find dead people."
Zhong Kui shook his head and said: "It's not that easy to decide between life and death. You can't even sit still in the City God's Temple, and you can't flip through the merit book. Don't be too confident."
The young man stopped talking. After hesitation, he nodded and said, "Then just take them out of the city."
Zhong Kui asked with a smile: "You didn't ask me about my identity first, and then you tested my level?"
The young man shook his head and said, "No, sir, he is a gentleman and cannot be offended."
The fat man clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "It's a pity to be a ghost if you are so good at chatting." Then the fat man jumped up as if his butt was on fire, "Hey, why is Shanzhu Chen here? Some are far away, and some are far away, so I'll just tell you.
, how could a ghostly city suddenly become clear and ethereal? It turned out to be Master Chen Shanzhu.
Come and visit..."
As he spoke, he tiptoed, carrying more than two hundred kilograms of meat, floating lightly off the ground. With one hand on the railing, he nimbly jumped out of the women's loft, and a huge body landed silently on the steps of the courtyard.
It turned out that there was a man wearing a green shirt and a long coat, standing on the back of the chair of the man holding the knife, looking down at the piece of nanmu couplet that had been trampled to pieces, and then glanced at the broken porcelain pieces at the bottom of the steps, feeling regretful.
Endless.
Are there any of you who are so considerate as Baofuzhai?
How much time will it take to build more unicycles?
Chen Ping'an raised his head, smiled and explained to Zhong Kui: "I happened to pass by and saw you guys here, so I rushed over to take a look."
Zhong Kui complained: "Are you so isolated to recuperate?"
The fat man immediately became unhappy. He turned around and glared at Zhong Kui: "How dare you! Why are you talking to Brother Chen and me?!"
Zhong Kui laughed angrily and said, "What a great man."
The fat man said solemnly: "If I don't help my brother, why else would I turn my back on you, an outsider?"
Chen Pingan patted the fat man on the shoulder and reminded: "Too much is not enough. Pay attention to the heat."
The fat man said humbly: "Master Chen is indeed a veteran of the world. His casual words are all words of experience that are worth a thousand dollars."
A group of people in the courtyard were like clouds and mist.
Especially the burly soldier sitting on the chair with his big horse and golden sword, motionless, showing the demeanor of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's master.
Because the elusive man in green shirt behind him gently pressed his hand against the back of the chair. It was not that the Sixth Realm martial artist did not dare to move, but that he had tried and could not move at all.
Chen Pingan glanced at the "ancient hill". He had noticed something was wrong with this young man when he was overlooking the ghost city in the sea of clouds. But with Zhong Kui present, there was nothing to worry about.
Looking up at Zhong Kui, Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You have the nerve to say that Yu Jin is an uncle, but you still have to ask me for help?"
Zhong Kui rubbed his chin and said, "Don't worry, let me choose a date after the beginning of spring."
Chen Pingan said: "Then I will continue on my way."
Zhong Kui waved his hand.
A green shirt disappeared from the spot.
The colorful boat flew across the river. One dropped and fell into the river. At the same time, the ferry shrank to the size of a awning boat. It turned out that it had arrived at a scenic place. Two mountains bounded the river. The cliffs were as steep as a knife. Chisel marks were vaguely visible. From above,
The parade boat launched into the water and entered the canyon. The light suddenly dimmed, as if entering the gate of hell. Another black boulder suddenly rose up in the middle of the river, like an ancient mountain spirit wearing black armor wading in the water. It stopped here and chopped it with its huge body.
The water of the open river is divided into two parts. Therefore, it is regarded as a river by local boatmen.
For fear of the road, Xue Huai smiled and introduced: "When the water is low in autumn and winter, it is slightly better. But if it is the high water season in summer, the water situation is ups and downs, and the boat is as fast as an arrow leaving the string. It is easy to hit the rocks with eggs, and the boat will be destroyed and people will die. Otherwise,
It means a head-on collision with a ship traveling upstream.
, especially during floods, when the river is turbulent, and it goes straight to this big rock in the middle of the river, it can hang a rainbow, but no matter how experienced the boatman is, he will not dare to sail."
Xue Huai likes to travel to famous mountains and rivers. He has been here before and chose a moonlit night when the flood broke out. The old master stepped on a small boat and was mistaken by the local people for a fairy.
Ye Yunyun asked: "With such a huge stone standing blocking the river, it is a major obstacle to water transportation. Why didn't the local court enshrine the water god He Bo and build a temple nearby to help suppress the water transport?" Xue Huai shook his head and said: "Don't say that.
Since ancient times, there has been no water god temple that has been officially sanctioned by the imperial court. Even the local people, no one dares to build an unethical temple without permission, saying that this is a fight between the mountain god and the water god. Building an ancestral temple, whether it is one or two
It seems inappropriate to worship the mountain gods and water gods, but local county officials, when they first take office, will come here to "sacrifice water" with official documents and throw cattle and horses into the water to seek protection."
Ye Yunyun wondered: "Why does it look so similar to the Yanlidui in history?"
Xue Huai praised: "Master is still knowledgeable and knowledgeable. If Master hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have gone to Yanlidui."
There were four "mainstays" in Haoran World in the past, and Yanlidui was one of them. In addition, there was also a place in Baidi City in the Middle Earth Divine Continent with the word "Dragon Gate" engraved in a red paint list.
Ye Yunyun said: "If it is on the border of Pushan Mountain, we can carve out a place with a cone on the north side of the big stone for martial artists to stand, and then wait for the floods to come, where they can use fists to strengthen their muscles and bones."
Xue Huai asked tentatively: "Should I go and have a chat with the local court?"
Spend money on it.
As a master, I usually wear yellow clothes and don't use makeup. I never like fancy clothes. When it comes to spending money, I am very different from ordinary women.
Ye Yunyun turned to look at the old woman, "Aunt Qiu, is there anything weird in the water?" The old woman smiled and shook her head: "Actually, there is no weird water origin causing trouble. It's just a flying stone from the sky that happened to fall into the river and took root. But
It seems that at the root of the stone at the bottom of the river, an expert has nailed it to death with a few iron chains. He probably can't take it away, and he doesn't want other immortal masters to benefit from it. However, this huge stone is not of high quality and cannot be refined.
What a good thing, just because the material is special and extremely heavy, it is difficult to dig and quarry with ordinary magic spells and weapons, and it is easy to unwind the blade, and it is cast.
The weapons that came are of average value and not cost-effective."
In the history of the old Yu Dynasty, there was indeed the geologist Kanyu from Qintianjian who was ordered to come here and conduct an inspection, and the results were similar to what Aunt Qiu said.
Most of the most famous magical weapons in the world are cast and refined from these flying stones from the sky. There is a difference between a hundred and a thousand refinements.
Like the national treasure sword of the Daquan Dynasty, it is like this, but the material itself is much higher. "So the only use is to uproot it and move it away, and use it as a whole piece of Feng Shui stone. It is just an earth fairy."
It would be difficult for Qi practitioners like him to move this hill without the help of mountain-moving spirits and talisman warriors.
The previous emperors were relatively simple and did not want to raise troops and mobilize people, so they moved them to the capital."
A slender figure landed on the top of the cliff. When the young woman saw Huang Yiyun and his group in the distance, she was slightly surprised. She immediately landed on the shore against the wind and moved slightly, just "keeping pace" with the colorful boat.
Pei Qian calculated the time and it was time for Ye Yunyun to arrive at the Moxian Crossing. Before going to sea, her junior brother Cui Dongshan asked her to come here to wait for the guests. It didn't matter if she couldn't wait. She said that she had fallen in love with a river stone. If senior sister doesn't mind,
, you can move it
We have moved to the Xiandu Mountain boundary and have already negotiated the price with the people in charge of this land.
On the other side of the ferry, Pei Qian failed to see Huang Yiyun, and never thought that he would meet her by chance here.
After greeting each other with clasped fists, Pei Qian asked: "Master Ye Shan has fallen in love with this huge rock in the middle of the river? Does he want to move back to Pu Shan?"
Ye Yunyun smiled and said: "Xiandu Mountain is also interested in it?"
Pei Qian smiled.
"It's too far away from Pushan, so I don't have much idea."
Ye Yunyun said: "How do you move away?" This place is still a long way from Xiandu Mountain. The threshold for moving mountains and peaks is very high. Unless it is to move mountains and chase away mountain monsters, the level of monks
To get high, you need to cut off the mountain roots first, and you also need to be familiar with the talismans and formations.
It's a long way, a long journey, a heavy burden, and it's easy to have accidents along the way.
If it were just to move boulders in the water, Qiu Du on the boat would still have some tricks, but after landing, it would be very difficult. Even if the old Qiu's true form was revealed, it would actually not be easy.
Pei Qian's answer was extremely concise and to the point, just two words, "Carry it away."
Ye Yunyun smiled and nodded, "You are busy, we will go to Xiandu Mountain after walking around for a while."
Pei Qian stopped on the shore.
A colorful boat went downstream like an arrow.
But Ye Yunyun and the others turned to look.
I saw Pei Qian jumping into the river. In the blink of an eye, the river surged, and there was a thunderous and vibrating sound under the water. After a while, several iron chains were broken by the woman, and she dug a big hole at the bottom of the river bed.
Holding the entire river rock with both hands, he lifted it up and threw a small mountain into the air. Then he punched out and raised the falling boulder more than a hundred feet. The figure of a woman as small as a mustard seed came.
When he reached the side of the hill, he hovered in the wind, rounded his arms, and punched out, causing Jiang Shi to roll forward more than a hundred feet in the sea of clouds. His body was as fast as thunder, and he rushed forward without thinking.
The bag was tilted, and her shoulders raised the hill more than ten feet high. The woman came to the back again and handed out another palm...
In this way, people and rocks went to Xiandu Mountain together.
The old woman swallowed her breath. How could a little girl have such strength?
Could it be that he is a mountain top warrior?
Are the qualifications too exaggerated?
Ye Yunyun smiled and asked: "Xue Huai, do you want to ask her about boxing again?"
Pure warriors are of the same generation in the same situation.
Then it is normal for Xue Huai and Pei Qian, as the direct disciples of Ye Yunyun and Chen Ping'an, to take the lead in learning boxing and sparring before their masters.
What's more, Xue Huai's trip was mostly to ask Pei Qian for punches, and to make sure he could withstand twenty punches.
Xue Huai smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that no matter how you look at it, you are asking for trouble."
A layman can only watch the excitement, but an expert can watch the door. Pei Qian is so "moving" that in addition to the extremely heavy power of his punches, he also needs to have skillful energy in his boxing skills. Otherwise, if the punch is delivered with an unlucky punch, it will easily break countless stones.
Ye Yunyun held back her laughter, "Support twenty punches?"
Xue Huai took a deep breath and said, "Strive for at least ten punches!"
While Pei Qian was moving up the mountain, a figure in a green shirt appeared in the sea of clouds. Pei Qian had just turned his head and wanted to speak.
Chen Pingan said with a straight face: "A breath of pure Qi cannot fall."
Pei Qian grinned, nodded, and continued to punch, of course not.
That's what Chen Pingan said, but what he really wanted to say was that Pei Qian might as well be lazy in the middle and take a few more breaths of pure Qi, and it would be fine.
Strict teacher. Loving father.
It's like two identities fighting.
I feel that Pei Qian can do one thing in one go and have a beginning and an end, which is great.
But in my heart, I hope that my grown-up disciples can occasionally imitate Xiao Heitan's "cheating and playing tricks", so what does it matter?
A child works hard in every possible way when he is young, isn't it just so that he won't have to work so hard when he grows up?
The taste here is so complex that it cannot be explained to outsiders.
After accompanying Pei Qian through the sea of clouds for more than a hundred miles, Chen Ping'an finally stopped and said, "Master, there is something else to do. Please pay attention to it along the way."
Pei Qian blurted out: "Master, don't worry, you won't collide with the gods of the mountains and rivers along the way. If you encounter some high mountains, if there is the City God's Temple at your feet, you will take a detour early."
Chen Pingan was speechless.
Was it because I was too strict in the past?
Yes.
Pei Qian walked away, punched him again, and turned around to see that his master was still standing there. When he saw her turning around, he smiled and waved in the distance.
Black line crossing.
The heavy rain is like a dragon splashing ink.
It’s also like the little Heitan girl back then who used a brush to write words. In the end, there were no words left, only ink blocks.
There was a man wearing a green shirt, a bamboo hat on his head, and a raincoat. He walked in a hurry, stopped outside a shop, and took off his bamboo hat.
The young shopkeeper inside was stroking a white jade carving of a fish transforming into a dragon. The customer shook his bamboo hat at the door and asked with a smile: "Can you use the treasure to take shelter from the rain?"
The young man nodded, "Whatever."
After glancing at the man in the raincoat, he pretended to look at the neat items in the store with clearly marked prices. After a while, the young man was too lazy to talk in circles, "You saw me refusing to drink a toast, so you invited me to drink as a penalty?"
It can be seen from this that the Pushan Yuncaotang is also a place for people who are seeking fame and reputation. As expected, there are not many good birds among these monks on the mountain.
In Yizhou Immortal Mansion, only the monks from Taiping Mountain can be willing to go there with just one word, and they can take whatever they are given, and they can give them whatever titles they want, without any hesitation.
In addition, if the Jade Gui Sect's Patriarch of the Fifth Realm of the Patriarch Hall came to Moxiandu in person to invite him out of the mountain, he would be reluctantly willing to be a guest or something like that.
Otherwise, he really has no interest in other immortal sects in Tongyezhou. The Golden Summit of the Monarch on the mountain and the White Dragon Cave of the Prime Minister in the mountain are not in my eyes at all.
The customer smiled and asked, "Why did the shopkeeper say this?"
The young man sneered and said: "You, Pushan Immortal Master, since you like to go around in circles so much, why don't you just go to Moxiandu more often? Why bother hiding from the rain in my little shop?"
The guest smiled and said: "The shopkeeper misunderstood, I am not a Pushan monk."
The young man asked doubtfully: "You just come to my small shop to buy things?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "That's not entirely true."
I want to see this Nascent Soul Realm monk in person, and if possible, try to invite him to serve as the guardian of Taiping Mountain.
Previously at the gate of Taiping Mountain, Yang Pu, a Confucian scholar in the academy, told an incident. There was a young-looking monk who claimed to be from Moxiandu. His surname was Fushan, and his Taoist name was also Fushan.
The foreign monk just offered three sticks of incense at the gate of the mountain, chatted with Yang Pu for a few words, and then left. He just wanted Yang Pu to fly his sword and pass the message across the ink line when something happened, and he could do his best.
.Previously at Mi Xuefeng, Chen Pingan read a spy report. It was Cui Dongshan who personally investigated all the mountain spirits and water monsters around Xiandu Mountain. The battle was recorded in the book. In addition to Moxiandu, there was also the old Yu clan.
All ghost towns within the dynasty,
Cui Dongshan has already left. And according to Cui Dongshan's arrangement, junior brother Cao Qinglang is very likely to change his identity and take the imperial examination again. In the new Yu Dynasty that will be unified soon, he will first win three yuan in a row, and then
Cao Qinglang will become an official in the temple,
Step by step career advancement, in Cui Dongshan’s words, means “you must make your husband’s husband happy no matter what.”
Yu Fushan said lazily: "If you have something to say, say it straight away, if you have something to say, let it go quickly. When the rain stops, I will have to chase away the guests."
Chen Ping'an got straight to the point: "Do you want to go to Taiping Mountain to practice?"
"Who are you?"
Yu Yanshan couldn't help but laugh, and he stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself, "Don't mind if I talk rudely. If you don't like to hear it, don't listen."
Bragging and not drafting, how dare a small monk in the Longmen realm dare to talk about his own path of cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm?
Besides, you have half a copper coin relationship with Taipingshan, so what qualifications do you have to point fingers?
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "My Taoist friends must have known something. Huang Ting has returned to Tongyezhou from Wucai Tianxia, and is now a guest at Xiaolongqiu's place. I believe she will go to Taiping Mountain soon to rebuild the sect."
Yu Fushan frowned and said, "Is there such a thing?"
Another one who doesn’t read Shanshui Di newspaper.
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It is true."
Yu Fushan asked: "What is the purpose of making wedding clothes for others?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors."
Yu Fushan thought for a while, looked strangely in his eyes, and asked, "Are you Taoists?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Just friends."
Yu Fushan let out an ooh and suddenly said: "Is that the future Taoist couple?"
The old Yuanying Shuiyi, who had great skills in beautifying his appearance, clicked his tongue and said, "Does this count as taking advantage of others' danger and sneaking in when others are in danger?"
Then the shopkeeper added something more harsh, "If I'm not wrong, you are a half-hearted scholar who failed to get into the academy, right?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing. The more you explain this kind of thing, the more misunderstanding it becomes.
Taoist friends are so good at chatting, no wonder they can't reach the Jade Pu Realm.
It took three thousand years to emerge from the Longmen Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm.
It was fortunate that Huang Yiyun had a big heart and didn't care about that joke. Otherwise, his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation alone would not allow him to transform into a dragon. Therefore, the level of physical toughness is limited by the innate threshold of the Great Dao.
, I can only say that it is really average, very average. If Ye Yunyun had a bad temper before, this negative mountain fish
, and are not allowed to drown directly in the river.
Yu Fushan asked: "Are you really friends with that Huang Ting?"
That's right, how can a Dragon Gate monk be worthy of my Huang Ting.
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I traveled to Tongyezhou in my early years and had the honor to meet the Lord of Taiping Mountain."
Yu Fushan was silent, thought for a long time, and said: "If you can get Huang Ting to come here to find me, I will believe you. I will have to talk to Huang Ting about my future plans."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Master Fushan is mature and prudent, as he should be."
Just as Yu Fushan was about to ask the other party's name and master, he saw the other party pick up an inkstone made of ancient bricks made from the founding year of the Yu family, turned around and asked with a smile: "Can I get a 50% discount?"
Yu Yanshan smiled and asked: "What do you think?"
50% off? Why don’t you grab it?
Unexpectedly, the man in the raincoat started to pay.
A colorful boat was approaching its destination, and Ye Yunyun could clearly see the Xiandu Mountain where the old mountain came from. She suddenly rubbed her brows. In addition to Tan Rong, there was actually a more unspeakable task. Before she set off,
, I went to the water house of the East China Sea woman again, but I got out of a lot of trouble. The water goddess who suddenly became a nymphomaniac started to behave badly, and insisted that Ye Yunyun bring a set of treasures.
Woodblock color watermark poems and notes, the figures are out of the dust, the water and trees are quiet, the colors are complex, the printing is extremely beautiful, it can be said that the workmanship is extremely beautiful. It is said that I have met the hidden official.
, you must ask the other party to help you get an autograph from Wei Jin, the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple. There is no need to rush this matter. Even if it takes ten years or sixty years, it doesn’t matter. The extra colored paper will be enough.
This should be her and Lord Yin Guan's thank you gift.
The old woman asked in her heart: "Master Ye Shan, was Chen Jianxian's selection of the sect's location a bit... sloppy?"
Looking around, no matter what the old woman thought, it was a barren land that was not suitable for starting a mountain sect.
It’s really not a place of beauty and beauty.
The mountain transport is average, the water transport is thin, and the aura of heaven and earth is only slightly better than that of the so-called "lawless place".
Ye Yunyun smiled and said: "Back then, our Pushan, even if it was not a poor and remote place, was still in a similar situation to this place. It was all managed bit by bit."
Seeing that Huang Yiyun was unwilling to say more, the old woman stopped asking further.
Some sects' golden elixir peaks are probably not inferior to the weather here.
Unless...the other party has already moved the mountains, pulled the rivers, created something out of nothing, and has already used some kind of blinding method?
The people who entertain guests here in Xiandu Mountain are Pei Qian and the scholar named Cao Qinglang. In fact, they have met before in the teahouse in their hometown.
The old woman had a good impression of this Cao Qinglang.
I just couldn't see Chen Jianxian and Master Cui Xian.
In the Mi Xuefeng Mountain, hospitality is simple, but Ye Yunyun and her party are completely indifferent to this.
On the way to the mountain, Xue Huai tentatively asked Pei Qian if they could find an opportunity to have a fistfight.
Pei Qian smiled and said that he had asked his master, and as long as he nodded, it would be no problem.
After the old woman settled in Juju's residence, she went to find Ye Yunyun, said hello, and said she wanted to travel around the surrounding areas.
Of course Ye Yunyun has no objection.
After the old woman left Mi Xuefeng, she hid her figure, used her natal water method, and traveled far away quietly.
Arriving at the junction of sea and land, who would have imagined that this place, which is close to the sea but has been dry all year round, is the hiding place of Dadu Dragon Palace. With a secret treasure, after opening the restriction, we visited the old site of Dadu Dragon Palace. The old woman hurt people everywhere she saw it.
The Qionglou Yuyu is lifeless, especially the palace of Her Royal Highness the Princess. It was so lively in the past, full of distinguished guests, drinking wine and guests.
In the middle, there are countless narcissus, tigers are like clouds, and the old woman stands at the door, inevitably sad and crying secretly.
In ancient times, the dragon king of the four seas was in charge of the world's water transportation. The dragon in the sea, holding the secret bottle of the Dragon Palace, went to the land to spread clouds and rain. A drop of water in the sky would cause a foot of rain on the ground.
Resting on those resting dragon stones.
All gone.
Qiu Du did not immediately search for rare treasures, check many treasures and put them in his bag. Instead, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and went to the main hall of Dragon Lord Dadu.
The old woman was outside the threshold and sighed quietly. She suddenly looked up and saw a young woman sitting on the steps at the foot of the dragon chair, wearing a snow-white robe.
The old woman thought she was dazzled or some mirage, but the next moment, she was sure that the other party was indeed a real person. The old woman suddenly shouted in a sharp voice: "Who dares to trespass into the forbidden area of the Dragon Palace?!"
But the next moment, the old woman felt sad.
The woman twitched her lips, "Isn't it my turn to ask you this question?"
She was condescending, with an arrogant expression, a pair of snow-white eyes, full of disdain, and faintly visible streaks of golden light flowing around, like countless golden dragons swimming in the abyss of two ancient wells.
An old Qiu from the Nascent Soul Realm, his voice was quite loud and full of energy, which reminded her of the long-tongued women by the well in the small town in the past.
The old woman frowned and said, "I am an old member of the Dadu Dragon Palace. Who is your girl?"
In ancient times, among the dragon palaces in the world, the Four Seas Dragon Palace was the most respected. In addition, there were eighteen Dadu Dragon Palaces. Many of the land's rivers and lakes were suffixed with the word "long", such as Qiantang Long, West Lake Long, etc. The hierarchy was strict.
Don't overdo it, the rank is clearly defined. Just talking about the dragon pillar, it is very particular. Five claws, four claws, and three claws are carved respectively. In addition, the color of the dragon pillar has a clear etiquette. According to the distance, the golden color is divided.
True color, purple
, green, ink, etc., like the dragon on the pillars of this hall, which has four claws and is green. This means that although the owner of the Dragon Palace here is in a high position, his origin is not right and he is not the orthodox lineage of the Four Seas Dragon King in the past.
Descendants.
The young woman yawned and joked: "You said you are an old person, so what are you doing here again, stealing things?"
Qiu Du's face turned red and he felt a little guilty.
The strange woman whose identity is unknown but was able to enter the Dadu Dragon Palace did not take any action to monopolize all the old treasures. She seemed to have no interest in chatting with the old woman. Although she was not able to serve as the co-owner of the land and water transport, she was even just the king of the four seas.
One, but the Chinese Confucian Temple has promised that the ruins and old site of the World Dragon Palace have been excavated before and have been taken over by various immortal forces. She is not allowed to dig through them.
I came to ask for old accounts.
At the same time, all Dragon Palaces that have not yet been lifted are still in a dusty state, regardless of their size or specifications.
It all belongs to her.
For example, here.
In fact, she had been here once before, but she didn't move anything.
She just regarded it as a resting stone to escape the summer heat.
Escorting Haoran's troops to the wild world, the Water God escort was not too easy. She came here to take a breather during her official break. When Qiu Du saw the young woman, he suddenly sniffed and looked at himself again.
, finally she held her chin with one hand, smiled, and her expression was a little softer, "Have you suffered a lot at the hands of some so-called strange people? Tell me, what taboos did you commit back then?
taboo."
The old woman was silent.
She didn't want to expose her shortcomings, not to mention she didn't dare to orchestrate the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master behind her back. The woman clicked her tongue, "It's just a Taoist talisman from Longhu Mountain, and it broke the backbone of a 5,000-year-old Qiu."
La? The bones are so soft, no wonder he ran back to the owner's house to steal. Are you planning to give the Dragon Palace treasure to some expert on the mountain?
Tell me, or should I guess?"
She raised her eyebrows, as if she suddenly became interested, "Is it Wei Dajianxian from Jade Guizong in the south? Or Du Zhenren from Jinding Temple in the north?"
Seeing that the other party's tone was louder than ever, the old woman became even more frightened, so she wanted to find an excuse to evacuate the old Dragon Palace site first and then make long-term plans.
The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "Do you like pretending to be deaf and dumb so much?"
A palm as white as jade gently patted the steps, ripples appeared, and circles of green and subtle water flowed through the hall.
The old woman felt as if she had been hit by a thunderbolt, hitting her heart directly. She suddenly started bleeding from all her orifices. She covered her ears with her hands and her throat moved slightly, but she could only make a babbling sound.
The woman who made the ruthless attack smiled and said: "Isn't this what you wanted?" The young woman put away her hands, shook her sleeves, patted her knees gently, and said with a smile: "The descendants of dragons in the world have worked hard to survive the cold and heat for three thousand years.
Finally, after all the hardships, the Dragon Gate fights to cross over, so that it can transform into a fish and a dragon?! I really want to be on the top of the Dragon Gate, with
You ask each one one by one, how hard and difficult it has been over the past three thousand years. I think that Mr. Cheng Shan of Dafu Academy and the old dragon in Feng Shui Cave are both very good at enjoying themselves. How could they just endure it?
'Well, what did you do?"
I saw the old woman lying on the ground, howling with whimpering.
The woman said angrily, "Noisy!"
The old woman was forced to reveal her true body, and she was entrenched in the main hall, dying. Her 700-foot-long body was like carrying the weight of the five mountains.
The woman stood up, walked down the steps, raised her foot, stepped on the forehead of Lao Qiu's huge head, and asked with a playful expression, "Are you still stealing something?"
Lao Qiu finally realized it, and his eyes shone with a strange light, "It's you?!"
The young woman sneered: "You dim-eyed thing, finally recognized my identity?"
Old Qiu was extremely excited, enduring severe pain, with tears glistening in his eyes as big as lanterns. He said in a hoarse and trembling voice that was unique to ancient dragons: "Old servant, I am just living an ignoble life. I am lucky enough to meet a real dragon. I am so lucky.
Even if I die without regrets..."
Zhigui didn't appreciate it and put more force on his feet, "Then die."
The old Qiu under her feet actually had no regrets at all. He didn't beg for his life, and there was no unwillingness in his eyes. Instead, there was a smile on the big old Qiu's head.
Zhigui narrowed his eyes and said: "As soon as the restriction was lifted, you rushed here to steal things, right? Tell me, are you planning to take credit from some immortal master on the mountain and beg for mercy in exchange for a future?"
Lao Qiu answered truthfully and did not dare to hide anything.
Zhigui asked: "Cui Dongshan? Xiandu Mountain? How far is it from here?"
On the other side of the threshold of the main hall, someone answered helpfully: "It's not that far."
Zhigui raised his head and looked at the guy at the door.
She looked calm, but actually her heart was slightly shaken. Why was she so close that she couldn't detect the other person's aura?
By the way, it’s the sissy from my hometown who likes rouge and gouache!
That's why this guy is so righteous.
Oh, it's really haunting. Now we are not half neighbors anymore.
The man stood outside the door and said, "That's almost it."
Zhigui hesitated for a moment, then put away the foot that stepped on Lao Qiu's forehead, and said with a smile: "Who do I think you are, with such great official authority?"
After Lao Qiu was no longer suppressed by the mighty avenue, he immediately returned to his human form, staggered to his feet, turned to look outside the door, and saw that it was Chen Jianxian?
The conversation that followed made the old woman frightened and confused.
"Do you like to meddle so much?"
"Then you have to have other things to take care of."
"You weren't like this before either."
"You're no different."
Then, inside and outside the door, the former neighbors were silent. But in an instant, the old woman noticed a murderous intention as thick as water.