Chapter nine hundred and fifteen on the field ridge
Yang Ningxing's face turned red as her neck was tightened, and she could only slap the arm of the person behind her hard, hoping that the other person would be merciful. They were all strangers, so there was no need to fight with fists and kicks.
The young man in white seemed very angry. Instead of letting go of his arms, he became angry and moved slightly, causing Brother Mumo to lean back and his back was almost flat with the ground.
Yang Ningxing was really a little dizzy, and said with difficulty: "Good brother, take care of it, take care of it quickly, don't leave it to death, you are a student born with supernatural power, and your strikes are too harsh..."
All I could see was a boy with a young face, a red mole on his forehead, and a murderous look on his face. The young man in white turned his head and looked at Zheng Dafeng, squatting with his knees slightly bent. First, he twisted his hands so hard that Yang Ningxing rolled his eyes.
, not caring about life or death, just smiled brightly and said: "Brother Dafeng!"
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, but Brother Cui is still a handsome young man."
In terms of friendship, Zheng Dafeng naturally has a better relationship with the old cook and Wei Shanjun. The three of them are quite wary of this big white goose. They can only say that they are not alienated and not very close to each other.
Zheng Dafeng asked: "Why are you here?"
Cui Dongshan grinned, Shanren had his own clever plan.
Chen Ping'an reminded: "Dongshan, it's almost over. If this continues, Brother Mu Mao will pretend to be dead and come back to me to blackmail me for some medicine money."
Cui Dongshan then let go of his arms and helped Brother Mu Mao up. The latter was rubbing his neck with one hand and coughing. Cui Dongshan helped him by knocking his back and said with a smile: "Blame me, I'm too enthusiastic. I really feel bad for Brother Mu Mao."
I've been fascinated by him for a long time, and I can't help but fall in love with him as soon as we meet. Brother Mumo doesn't hold grudges, right?"
Yang Ningxing smiled awkwardly and said, "No, no."
In the eyes of Qi practitioners and ordinary masters, they are two completely different worlds.
Once a Qi practitioner starts mountain climbing practice, he will see a whole new world.
Suddenly enlightened, like opening the eyes of the sky, all the figures around are clearly visible, eyelashes are trembling, the needle holes of the clothes are as big as the mesh of a fishing net, the trembling amplitude of the crow's feet when the women speak is clearly visible, and the gaps between the makeup on their faces are like criss-crossing.
of field ridges.
The footsteps nearby, even every breath and heartbeat, would sound like thunder in the monk's ears.
Therefore, every Qi practitioner needs to adapt to this earth-shaking change at the beginning of his practice.
In addition, all magical powers, as well as the flying swords of sword cultivators, will more or less involve some ripples of energy.
A Taoist cultivator, faced with this clue, is like an ordinary master sitting by the water. Someone throws a stone into the water. The splashes and ripples in the water are the ripples of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
So someone approached the wine table unnoticed, which surprised Yang Ningxing. He was unexpectedly attacked by someone, strangled by the neck, and had no ability to fight back. He was even more shocked.
This is a colorful world where there are only a handful of monks in the upper five realms, and it is not Beiju Luzhou where wild dragons and snakes are dormant everywhere.
I want this Nascent Soul Realm to be of any use?!
There was a banquet table for Chen Pingan, Zheng Dafeng, Cui Dongshan, and Yang Ningxing, and there was just one bench for each of them. However, Cui Dongshan shamelessly squeezed a bench with Brother Mu Mao, bumped their shoulders, and said with a playful smile: "Brother Mu Mao,
My little brother, I know a little bit about physiognomy, and I can see that you are so lucky. It is a great time for fortune and numerology. When you get here, you will definitely have a big harvest. Why don't we brothers meet honestly, set up a stall, and have a show?
A bartering baggage?"
Yang Ningxing blushed and said, "I feel ashamed to say that..."
Cui Dongshan raised his feet, twisted his body, stood up again, and with lightning speed, he quickly strangled brother Mu Mao's neck again.
Yang Ningxing immediately said: "It's not that shameful. In fact, I have gained a little. Bao Fuzhai can do it, but why can't he do it?"
Damn, he is worthy of being the students brought out by the good brother. They are almost better than the old ones. They fall out at once, faster than turning over a book. In the Ghost Valley back then, the good brother was not so ungrateful to the moral principles of the world.
Chen Ping'an ignored Cui Dongshan's ridiculous behavior, just picked up the wine bowl, bumped it with Zheng Dafeng, and drank separately, treating the excitement as a meal.
Wicked people will have their own troubles. This is called tofu with brine, and one thing will be reduced to another.
Cui Dongshan sat back and said, "Don't rush to set up the stall. Let's drink the wine first."
My husband doesn't like to talk about his travels. Occasionally he mentions some landscape stories, which are usually told in just a few sentences. However, this Mr. Kimoge really went a long way.
And when talking about the scholar in black, the gentleman had quite a smile on his face when he spoke.
In his early years in Luzhou, Beiju, Chen Ping'an once reunited with Jiang Shangzhen. The latter revealed the secret that Yang Ningxing of Yunxiao Palace, known as the "Little Heavenly Lord", was a well-deserved natural Taoist, and he was going to do that extremely dangerous beheading.
The move of the three corpses is to gather the evil thoughts in the heart into a mustard seed and then chop it out. In this way, when Yang Ningxing breaks the bottleneck in the future and rises from Nascent Soul to Jade Pu, during this period, the inner demons are at work, and the heart is concerned.
The obstacles will be much smaller.
The act of beheading three corpses can be regarded as a unique Taoist way to reach heaven. Buddhism also has a way of subduing the will and the horse, which has the same purpose but the same effect.
Chen Ping'an happened to have seen both of these things with his own eyes. In addition to Yang Ningxing, he also met a monk in white who carved a cliff into a cave dojo in the wilderness. He kept company with a mental monkey all year round.
As for the scholar in black who said that he and Chen Ping'an fought side by side and shared accounts and made money together, it was indeed not a lie. The two sides were intrigues and intrigues all the way in Guixi Valley, and each gained something in the end. He only said that Yang Ningxing got the old dragon cave.
That golden earfish was "quite valuable", and the phrase "quite valuable" was the comment that came out of Jiang Shangzhen's mouth.
The object that makes Jiang Shangzhen feel valuable must not be truly priceless?
Therefore, Chen Ping'an still remembers this account very clearly after many years. It turned out that in the end, it was a hard work, or he made a small profit, and Brother Mumo secretly made a big profit?
Yang Ningxing saw the young man in white clothes named Cui take out a jade bamboo folding fan from his sleeve, twisted it with two fingers, and opened it with a snap. There were four big characters, "Conquer people with virtue."
Have you met someone with the same mindset?
"Brother Mu Mao, I have a unique secret technique that can help you get rid of Yang Ningxing's control. Otherwise, you may seem carefree, but in the end you will still have to make wedding clothes for others. The practice is difficult, and the result is just a dish on the table.
Why bother?"
Cui Dongshan had a sincere look on his face and said earnestly: "Why don't we two brothers make a big deal? This kind of Baofengzhai is the only one in the world. You must cherish it. There is no shop like this after passing this village."
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Yang Ningxing smiled and shook his head and said: "Brother Cui, why do you need to trick me? Even if a great swordsman like Bai Shang can cut off the red rope of marriage, he can't cut off the line of cause and effect that is pulled by the great road."
Cui Dongshan shook the folding fan vigorously and sneered: "There are specialties in the art, but white clothes are nothing."
Yang Mumao turned to look at Chen Pingan and asked doubtfully: "Good brother, is this Master Cui Xian really your student and not the preacher who led you up the mountain?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "He is a student."
Cui Dongshan turned the fan and turned it to face Yang Ningxing.
If he refuses to obey, he will be beaten to death.
Yang Ningxing caught a glimpse of the four big characters above, leaned back with a look of horror on his face, and quickly clasped his fists and said: "No wonder I fell in love with Taoist Cui at first sight. It turns out that in just a few words, I spoke my heart. Yang Mumao's foundation
, the way to live in the world is all contained in the eight characters on both sides of the fans of Cui Daoyou."
Cui Dongshan took out a small celadon plate from his sleeve, then raised his sleeve and shook it, some peach slices fell out, and he looked at Mr.
Chen Pingan shook his head, and Cui Dongshan picked up a piece of candied fruit and put it into his mouth. Then he pushed the porcelain plate to Zheng Dafeng and said vaguely: "Brother Dafeng, try it quickly. It's such a rare delicacy. It will be difficult to eat it in the future."
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Zheng Dafeng was not polite. He grabbed the candied fruit and put it into his mouth. As soon as he chewed it, he immediately chewed out the door. He exclaimed: "Good craftsmanship."
Chen Pingan picked up the porcelain plate and handed it to Yang Ningxing. The latter carefully picked up a piece of candied fruit with his two fingers. It looked like it was made of dried peach. Chen Pingan put the porcelain plate back in front of Zheng Dafeng and then casually said
Asked: "Brother Mu Mao, what are your plans next?"
Yang Ningxing chewed slowly and suddenly felt energetic. It turned out that his one soul and two souls were like the rain after a long drought, and he benefited a lot. It was like swallowing a pot of elixir that had been refined. He looked at the bird from the corner of his eye.
There were still three pieces of candied fruit on the porcelain plate, and he said: "Keep wandering. Since you are coming from the south, I am going to go to the north to see if I can meet a talented and wise king. Please ask me to be a
Imperial Master or something like that. Next time a good brother passes by, I will be the host and I must treat him hospitably!"
Chen Pingan nodded.
Yang Ningxing asked: "Good brother, Taoist Cui and I finished setting up the stall, but we really left."
Chen Pingan still only nodded.
Yang Ningxing saw that the good brother was not able to get in, so he had to bite the bullet and asked: "You really don't invite me to the summer palace? Maybe I will stay as soon as I am enthusiastic. I am not a sword cultivator, so I can always be a guest."
, it’s also a good idea to do my little bit for Feisheng City and the Yinguan lineage.”
Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "The summer palace is small, and there is no room for the incomparable Tao Luo Brother Mu Mao. He is too strong-willed to be sweet, so I don't think there is any need to retain him."
"Isn't it sweet? Why isn't it sweet? If you can eat the candied fruit on the table two or three times a year, the bitter melon you break off will be as sweet as honey. Besides, it's not like my good brother doesn't understand me. Go out.
Outside, you can endure the most hardships. When you are a guest at a summer palace, you don't even need to pay a salary."
Yang Ningxing forcibly swallowed the candied fruits that were quickly chewed in his mouth, quietly circulated the spiritual energy of the small world, and led them to several natal energy houses to "store" them, and then reached for the porcelain plate, wanting another piece.
As a result, Cui Dongshan closed the folding fan and hit the back of his hand hard, causing Yang Ningxing to stop in anger.
"Brother Mu Mao, why should you sacrifice the near and far away? You don't even need a ready-made thing you picked up for free, how can you use it as a baggage house?"
Cui Dongshan fanned the breeze and said with a smile: "If I guessed correctly, you have been to the north, became the protector of the country, had your own territory, raised a puppet emperor, and waited until everything was ready and only the east wind came.
Go find Naya Prime Minister Yao Qing or one of the direct disciples of the Imperial Master Bai Ou, so that you can get what you need from the Qingshan Dynasty in Qingming World and quietly negotiate a deal? You are doing it to protect yourself, Qingshen Dynasty can
Having obtained a large enclave and multiple vassal immortal mansions, I believe that with Brother Mumo's current fortune, the hope is still very high."
Yang Ningxing calmed down and remained silent.
Cui Dongshan said while the railway was hot: "But there are still many years until the next opening. Brother Mu Mao's Nascent Soul Realm, traveling all the way, seems to be stable, but since you will meet me today, you may encounter me tomorrow.
Who, and since meeting me is a great blessing, logically speaking, whoever I meet next time will be in doubt. Let me declare in advance that this is not my curse on Brother Mumo!"
Chen Ping'an let Cui Dongshan confuse people there.
Cui Dongshan repeatedly said that the scholar in black had good luck, which was actually the truth. If he had been less lucky, he would have disappeared long ago as one of the three corpses killed by Yang Ningxing.
This is why when Chen Ping'an and the scholar in black said goodbye, there was a sense of sadness that "after this separation, we will never see each other again."
Yang Ningxing smiled and looked at Chen Pingan, "Good brother, I still believe in you more. Why don't you tell me the truth? Does this fellow Taoist Cui really have the best of both worlds?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Yes, but it is still not a permanent solution. However, I guarantee that Brother Mu Mao can add hundreds of years of Taoism out of thin air without looking for that 'Yao Yaxiang'. It doesn't seem like a big problem. In the meantime, how can
If you get along with Yang Ningxing, whether you can reach the Jade Pure Realm or even become an immortal, and whether you can find a way to break the knot in the future, it all depends on Brother Mu Mao's own luck and luck."
Yang Ningxing seemed to have taken a reassurance, stroking her palms and exclaiming: "Sure enough, I am a good man, my business is fair, and I do not deceive anyone."
Apart from anything else, this good man is extremely defensive and has absolutely no intention of actively harming others. This is not what a good person is.
The reason why Brother Mu Mao, who has one soul and two souls of Yang Ningxing, came to Wucai Tianxia to practice is actually because Yang Ningxing unexpectedly chose a higher road.
Hunting for treasures, breaking through realms through cultivation, etc. are all deceptions. I want to establish a relationship with Yao Qing, the chief minister of the Qingshen Dynasty. When the door reopens, I will go to Qingming Tianxia to pay a visit to the "Taoist master"
Yao Qing, who is elegant and handsome, is the pursuit that can truly be called a "great future".
Since this matter was a decree of the real body Yang Ningxing, "Brother Mu Mao", one of the three corpses, could not disobey it. Moreover, this move was also a kind of self-rescue for the scholar in black.
Because once the plan failed, Yang Ningxing could only take a step back, take it back, refine it, and fuse it with "Yang Mumao", one of the three corpses, to become the complete Yang Ningxing again.
Once the black-clothed scholar fails to reach an agreement with Yao Qing and returns without success, Yang Ningxing will have his own means to make the world no longer have Brother Mu Mao.
Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Has the real Yang Ningxing already entered the colorful world through Tongyezhou and secretly gone to Qingming world?"
The scholar in black looked gloomy. He raised the wine bowl and took a big sip. He wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were dim and unclear, staring at the light ripples of the wine in the bowl on the table. "Obviously, my only escape route has long been destroyed by that...
This guy is blocked. With Yang Ningxing's character, how could he leave me alone and allow me, the bad guy he despises the most, to take refuge in Bai Yujing. As expected, he is already in Bai Yujing's five cities and ten
Somewhere on the second floor, Taoism practice begins."
He raised his head and smiled casually, holding the white bowl in his palm and shaking it gently, "No matter how delicious the wine is, it only comes in one bowl. But there is nothing to regret, it is good wine after all."
Cui Dongshan sighed and said: "Yao Qing can do it, but Yang Ningxing may not. In terms of qualifications, talent, and luck, the little Tianjun of Luzhou, Beiju, is still much inferior to Yao Qing's unique blessing.
Of course, if Brother Mumo thinks I'm being alarmist, I can't stop him."
The Taoist method of killing three corpses to prove Taoism is both mysterious and dangerous. Not everyone can do it. In history, many Taoist sects who followed this path fell short of success and suffered many consequences.
Even if it succeeds, of course it will be of great benefit to the Taoist himself, but for the three corpses, it is often a kind of physical death and Taoist disappearance, and the end is just like the natal creature that has been refined and returns to the soul, and its life is short.
Like the autumn of vegetation.
However, there are a handful of exceptions in the history of Taoism, such as Qing Ming Tian Xia. In the Qing Shen Dynasty where a large number of "Wuling boys" emerged, the chief minister Yao Qing, whose Taoist name was "Shou Ling", was
Gao Zhen, a Taoist who was often invited to give lectures and preach in the White Jade Imperial City, accomplished a feat. Yao Qing not only killed three corpses, but also created three more "corpse decomposing immortals" out of thin air, all of whom became immortals.
Ji, one person and three dharma bodies, practicing together, the Dao is closely related, and can keep water from the river. Yao Qing has an extra "friend of the Dao" in addition to the Yin God and the Yang God body.
", the three monks who emerged from the three corpses are similar but different from the ghosts and immortals.
As the "original deity", Yao Qing himself is a monk at the peak of the Ascension Realm.
Chen Pingan asked: "Your brother Yang Ningzhen is planning to reach the top of the mountain in the colorful world, and then go to find Bai Ou, hoping to let her help feed the fist?"
Yang Ningxing shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not clear. My brother's ideas are always wild and unconstrained, making it difficult for outsiders to guess."
Bai Ou, the national master of the Qingshen Dynasty, is a pure martial artist with a hand halberd "Iron Chamber" on her waist. She is the third martial artist in Qingming's world, and she is undoubtedly the ultimate in martial arts.
Yang Ningxing seemed to have finally made up his mind, "The deal is done! Even if there are still some disconnections, it is better than being a puppet. In this way, I am free and he is relaxed, and Yang Ningxing can focus on cultivating the Tao in Bai Yujing."
, in the long run, it will be a good thing after all."
Xiaomo stayed inside the shop and carefully looked at the "nothing" signs on the wall.
Cui Dongshan waved hard and said: "Xiaomo Xiaomo, come on, come on."
Xiaomo walked out of the shop quickly and asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong with Mr. Cui?"
Cui Dongshan smiled and asked: "Xiao Mo, can you see that line of cause and effect with clear priorities?"
Xiao Mo glanced at the scholar in black and nodded, "It can be seen that this long line of cause and effect of purple gold Dao Qi has spread to the sky, and together with someone in the world, it formed what the Taoist priests called a 'line of sky' in the early years.
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Under normal circumstances, Xiaomo would never take the initiative to explore other people's heartstrings, and he didn't care about the other person's level or the origin of his apprenticeship.
Because it's not necessary.
In ancient times, many gods fell into the world due to various reasons. If the punishment for the crime was not too severe, the old heaven would allow that god to walk around the world as a guilty person.
This is the beginning of the return of some immortals on earth to heaven.
The sky hangs down a long line and pulls the earth.
This is the so-called sky net that is wide and sparse but does not leak out. Small fishes can swim freely in it, cultivate Taoism, and become "big fish" in the climate. They will not be able to break free until they die.
Later, the young master's extraordinary knowledge was largely due to this incident.
The saint separates heaven and earth with his own great way, and the price of this ceremonial saint is that he is not allowed to reach the fifteenth level.
It’s not that I can’t do it, it’s that I don’t want to.
In ancient times, because of such visions of heaven and earth, a small group of Taoist priests who were blessed with spiritual blessings inadvertently discovered certain cyclic and orderly circulation of Taoism. Later generations gradually evolved many Taoisms, such as the hopers among them.
Cui Dongshan asked: "Can it be cut open?"
Xiao Mo nodded and said: "Now, God doesn't care, I can completely cut off this long line. What's more, even back then, I have done this kind of thing. I guarantee that I will be unscathed. If this fellow Taoist Yang is more cruel,
I am willing to sacrifice a few realms in exchange for my freedom. I can help him cut out the small half of the Tao seed from his Tao heart, and then keep this thing and return it to the old owner one day.
Be cruel and ask me to help crush the Tao seed with a sword and destroy that person's future, no problem."
Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Brother Mu Mao, what do you say?"
The scholar in black rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's enough to temporarily disconnect the line of cause and effect. As the old saying goes, when you are a person, leave a line so that we can meet each other in the future."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It makes sense."
So our brother Mu Mao began to concentrate and hold his breath, and he was mentally prepared for the collapse of mountains and rivers in his own small world. Several of the natal objects left to him by Yang Ningxing have been gathering momentum in various major palaces.
Waiting, gathering the Taoist spirit from all over the country, like soldiers and horses gathering, rushing to a certain key "Gyeonggi important place", and preparing for it, lest they accidentally fall into the situation and damage the foundation of the road.
As a result, the guy whom Taoist Cui called "Xiao Mo" just walked up to him, put his fingers on top of his head, twisted his wrist, and called it a day.
The scholar in black waited patiently for a while, and saw that Xiao Mo had already sat on the empty stool, and then he asked tentatively in confusion: "Is this the end?"
Does this young monk with a yellow hat and blue shirt think he is an Ascension Realm sword cultivator?
Damn good brother, are you repeating your old tricks, joining forces to deceive me?
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You might as well feel the atmosphere of your own world, especially take a closer look at the movements of the small half of the Tao seed. It is clear at a glance whether it is true or false."
Cui Dongshan hurriedly came behind Xiao Mo, raised his elbow and rubbed Mr. Xiao Mo's shoulders, "It's hard work, it's too hard. This attack will cause immeasurable losses!"
Xiao Mo wanted to say that it was not hard work, it was just a matter of effort, but he refrained from mentioning it, and it was actually more hard work.
After a while, the scholar in black no longer showed any joking expression, his face was solemn, and he asked Chen Pingan: "How to repay?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "When I pass by a certain treasure land in the future, Master Yang will remember to show my kindness to the landowner."
The scholar in black raised a hand, spread his palm, and promised: "Before reopening the door, if I really become the protector of a new dynasty, I can find a way to give the city a population of 500,000."
Cui Dongshan looked at his husband and asked, is this business a loss? If no money is made, the student will take action and have a rough time with Brother Mu Mao.
Chen Pingan nodded, indicating that he had made a profit, and went back to the Baofuzhai for you two.
The scholar in black felt relieved, as if a huge boulder on his Taoist heart had been removed. The Taoist heart became a little clearer for a moment, and he vaguely felt an opportunity to break through, like a bamboo shoot peeling off, revealing the prototype of a mountain green bamboo.
, suppressing the surprise in his heart, he said with a complex expression: "From today on, I am a veritable Yang Mumao."
Sure enough, every time you meet a nice guy, something good will happen.
At that moment, there was an outsider present, otherwise I would have to put my arms around him and say from the bottom of my heart, "My good brother is really my lucky general."
Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl and said: "Brother Mu Mao, I took the initiative this time, so next time we meet again, don't let me do the work of correcting mistakes."
Yang Mumao laughed and said, "How can you be a human being and not hesitate to be blessed?"
Zheng Dafeng smiled and gathered his bowls, "Then let's all drink ten cents."
Chen Ping'an drank a bowl of wine and asked: "Have you ever been to Feisheng City due to heatstroke in Shu?"
Yang Mumao shook his head and said: "No, otherwise everyone here would have known about his arrogance. The heatstroke in Shu is very different from our two brothers. The children of rich families are both delicate and noble. When they go out, they are very particular about thieves."
"And this guy is just a lazy guy who doesn't like to move around. He has a good life and is very irritating when it comes to spiritual practice. He drank with me one night and said he planned to join the Jade Pure Realm. Wait until the next day and let him do whatever he wants.
As soon as he reached the Yupu realm, Yang Mumao couldn't even determine whether the heatstroke in Shu was a result of accumulation or a spur of the moment."
In fact, all the mountain monks in the world know very well that whether they are the ten young people in the world or the ten slightly inferior candidates, as long as they are on the list, they are all promising beings.
As long as you don't be too arrogant or get carried away on the road of spiritual practice, you won't encounter any big surprises, and you can be called a definite "candidate for ascension".
Just like Ning Yao, Fei Ran is now in the Ascension Realm, and he is still a swordsman.
The number one person in the colorful world and the co-owner of the barbaric world.
If you are a pure martial artist, you will have the hope of reaching the final level and even have the opportunity to strive for the legendary "divine arrival" of "if you have this fist intention, I am a god".
Chen Pingan said casually: "How does he feel about Ascension City?"
Yang Mumao said without hesitation: "It's very good, it couldn't be better. The reason why Shu suffered from heatstroke and came to Wucai Tianxia in the first place was because he complained about his parents not allowing him to travel to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. How could Shunan Yuan dare to let him go?
Therefore, I have never been to the Great Wall of Swords and suffered from heat stroke in Shu. This is the biggest regret in my life. The master of Shu Cave felt extremely guilty about this, so he secretly let his only son go down the mountain without telling the Taoist companions."
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Is he a sword cultivator?"
Yang Mumao nodded and said: "It is indeed a sword cultivator."
Because Shu Zhongshu had already passed the sword with a group of forbidden monks at the border of Chaorantai, and had not killed them all, there was no taboo about Shu Zhongshu being a sword cultivator.
Moreover, Shu Zhanshu has two natal flying swords. One is "Sanfu". Once it is used, the sun is scorching, the earth is scorching, and the spiritual energy is fumigated within a radius of a hundred miles. The other "Huang Meitian" happens to have the same natal magical power.
On the contrary, the heavy rain is majestic, the sky and the earth are dark, and the evil spirit in the rain is very heavy. The Qi practitioner is trapped in the ancient battlefield ruins with gusts of wind.
It's just that the quality of the two flying swords cannot be called a small world of its own for the time being.
Chen Pingan glanced at Xiaomo.
Xiaomo nodded, he meant it sincerely.
Chen Ping'an continued to ask: "Can you send me a message to Shu Zhanshu, whether Chaoruantai is willing to enter into an alliance with Feisheng City?"
Yang Mumao thought for a while, "It's hard to say. This guy from Shu Zhanshu is too lazy. Even if he has a great liking for Feisheng City, he may not be willing to make some alliances or anything like that."
"Shu has had a habit of suffering from heatstroke since he was a child. As long as he takes the initiative to do something, he will pursue some kind of extreme, and then he is not lazy at all."
"If he really becomes an ally with Ascension City, he might take the initiative to ask to be the worshiper here. If he can't be the chief worshipper, he should just settle for the second best.
It is estimated that within a year, everyone in your Xingguan Yinguanquan Mansion will be annoyed to death by him."
"Extreme?"
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully, "An analogy?"
Yang Mumao said: "For example, reciting Taoist scriptures."
Chen Ping'an said in surprise: "All?"
Yang Mumao nodded and said: "All of them!"
Chen Ping'an was as if he were listening to a book from heaven, doubting the letter and saying: "Three holes, four supplements and twelve categories, totaling more than 1,200 volumes. Although there are many editions, the least one should have tens of millions of words, right?"
Yang Mumao nodded and said: "Yes, he also specially selected a Taoist and Tibetan version with the largest number of words. Although he has a photographic memory of reading books since he was a child and can read ten lines at a glance, his mother who suffered a heat stroke in Shu almost died of heartache at that time. And she only memorized less than half of it.
, Shu's heat stroke was indeed a bit of a 'headache'. After all, he had just started practicing at that time, and his level was not high. He was only a monk in the lower fifth realm. However, Shu Nanyuan made an exception and pretended to be a father. He was not allowed to endorse him again, otherwise
After he went to the ancestral hall to lay the floor for his family, Shu suffered from heatstroke and practiced hard for half a year. Soon he reached the fifth level of the middle school, and then he continued to recite. In the end, he memorized them all, and now he can recite them word for word.
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Cui Dongshan marveled, "There is a future."
Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin and sighed, "Today's young people are more lively and lively than the last."
Chen Pingan smiled knowingly and understood. Shu suffered from heatstroke and had obsessive-compulsive disorder, a bit like Liu Mao from Huanghuaguan.
Yang Mumao showed a rather envious look, "It is said that Fu Lu Yuxian once passed by Liuxiazhou and rested in Tianyu Cave. He saw the young Shu who had just started to endorse and had a heat stroke, and he developed a love for talents.
, it’s just that Shu Zhongshu’s mother was reluctant to let her son become a Taoist priest. Moreover, in the view of the woman, Yu Xuan’s intention revealed at that time was just to accept Shu Zhongshu as his direct successor, and not as a closed disciple. After all, Shu Zhongshu
He is an only son, and he will definitely inherit Tianyu Cave Heaven in the future, so the matter of becoming a master and becoming a disciple has not been successful."
Being able to become Yu Xuan's direct descendant, even if he is not a closed disciple, is such a blessing that no one can even envy him.
Yang Mumao chuckled and said: "Besides, the reason why Shu suffered from heatstroke and did not come to Feisheng City is because this guy has some weird quirks and particularities. He said that there is a summer palace of Lord Yin Guan inside Feisheng City. His name doesn't suit him.
Therefore, it is not suitable to travel here.”
Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "I won't interfere with your Bao Fu Zhai. I don't have any money."
Cui Dongshan took Yang Mumao to the shop. The two squatted behind the counter and started bartering. If there were too many magic weapons, it would be useless.
In less than half a minute of burning incense, the two of them left the shop arm in arm and returned to the wine table. One wanted to pour wine for the other, and the other said I'll come and I'll come. They loved each other more than brothers.
Yang Mumao drank about a jar of wine and became slightly tipsy. He got up and said goodbye and left, traveling north. Since he didn't have to find Yao Qing, his elegant minister, he settled in the north with peace of mind.
Chen Pingan took the lead in walking through the streets and sent Yang Mumao to the north of the city. Cui Dongshan and Xiaomo followed behind. Because they were walking, they were all acquaintances of the second shopkeeper along the way. They greeted each other constantly. During this period, Chen Pingan would stop and chat.
sentence.
Yang Mumao called the Taoist priest, "I have to say goodbye after a long journey, good brother, you can stop now."
Chen Ping'an stopped, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "It's very precious."
From the beginning to the end, Yang Mumao did not ask about the identity of Xiao Mo. He just came to thank Xiao Mo alone and solemnly said: "I will never say thank you for the great kindness. I will definitely keep it in my heart. As the mountains are high and the rivers are long, there will always be someone."
I have the opportunity to repay Mr. Xiaomo."
Chen Ping'an explained on his behalf: "Brother Mu Mao's words mean that he has some thighs. How can one hug be enough?"
Yang Mumao was also a generous person and did not deny the matter. He said with a hearty smile: "The person who knows me best is my good brother."
Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Since Fellow Daoist Yang is a friend of my young master, he will be a friend of Xiao Mo. If we are lucky enough to meet again in the future, no matter where we are, if Fellow Daoist Yang needs help, just say it, no need to be polite."
The heartstrings of this black-clothed scholar are quite interesting. The reunion with his own young master after a long separation really has some sincere feelings of closeness, but this man deliberately does not say it.
And my young master seems to have a somewhat inexplicable admiration for this person.
Maybe this is the so-called mutual sympathy? Thinking back to those days, there were only a handful of Taoist friends in the world who could make Xiao Mo feel this way, and the Cave Master of Bixiao Cave beside Luobaotan was one of them.
All words are a burden. As long as you look at each other and smile, you will never go against your heart.
Yang Mumao stared blankly at the "young" swordsman with a yellow hat and blue shoes, and couldn't help but ask: "Dare you ask me about the realm of my senior?"
Xiao Mo said frankly, "It's not the Fourteenth Realm."
Beyond the fourteen realms, what your own realm is depends on the realm of the person being asked about the sword.
Cui Dongshan was overjoyed.
Yang Mumao knew roughly in his mind that he was at least an Immortal Realm sword cultivator, and most likely a hidden Ascension Realm sword cultivator. Could it be that he was the protector left by the old swordsman to the last Yinguan? Is it the Great Wall of Sword Qi?
A criminal official who has not shown up for many years? Or a more hidden priest? Forget it, what are you thinking about? Yang Mumao gathered his thoughts and said with emotion: "This trip is not in vain. First I met an old friend in a foreign country, and I also met two new friends.
, the direct teaching makes people feel refreshed and relaxed.”
Chen Ping'an said from his heart: "The feeling of 'I am not me' is not pleasant. So you don't have to think too much about my help today."
Yang Mumao asked cautiously: "Did the good brother remind me that I don't have to think too much, or that I don't have to think about it?"
Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Do you think it's a pun on my part?"
Yang Mumao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Who is wearing my hundred-eyed Taotie robe now?"
The rank of that robe is not high, but it contains hidden secrets. If it is refined properly, it can improve the rank all the way. It was once a valuable treasure in the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, otherwise Yang Ningxing would not have chosen to wear it back then.
The cassock goes out to visit the Bone Beach.
Chen Pingan reached out his sleeves and patted Brother Mu Mao on the shoulder, "You're not drunk, so don't say a few drunken words. Be careful of sprained ankles on the way to the wind."
Yang Mumao laughed loudly and turned into a ball of black smoke, drifting away to the north in an instant.
After watching Yang Mumao go hundreds of miles away, Chen Ping'an turned around and walked back to Feisheng City, saying: "Dongshan, that thatched cottage is best returned to Xuandu Temple."
This time Chen Pingan came to Feisheng City on an impromptu basis, of course, mainly because he missed Ning Yao. In addition, Chen Pingan originally wanted to go to Cui Dongshan before leaving Wucai Tianxia.
After all, the Luoluo Shanxia Sect that Cui Dongshan first wanted to establish was in this colorful world.
Over at Gongde Forest, the old scholar once gave Chen Pingan an address. The route was clear and not too difficult to find because there were many confusing mountains and rivers, but it was not as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
He said that he wanted Chen Ping'an, a closed disciple, to go over there and have a look. The old scholar said it righteously at that time. Since Mr. Bai and Bai are also close friends who are brothers, then you are naturally Bai Ye's junior, and you can clean up the court for your elders.
Such things are our duty and cannot be shied away from.
Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Of course, I'm just relaxing there to avoid being intercepted by Bai Yujing. I won't stay for long. I will leave as soon as Taoist priest Xuanduguan comes over to take over."
Sir and student, look at each other and smile.
With Taoist Master Sun's temper, he can't repay kindness in return?
The Great Celestial Master Liang Shuang, whose surname is Longhushan, once asked Cui Dongshan where the Yang God was.
Cui Dongshan didn't hide anything. He said that he was helping to take care of the abandoned thatched cottage in Bai Ye's monastic place.
Bai Ye once built a thatched cottage in a beautiful place in Wucai Tianxia as a temporary place to practice Taoism.
A peach tree, with roots hundreds of miles deep, is one of the top ten most beautiful things in the world.
Back then, Bai Ye traveled to the new world hand in hand with the old scholar. Bai Ye wielded the sword and kept passing the sword, opening up the world. Bai Ye had immeasurable merits in creation.
It's just that the dojo is not wanted by Bai Ye himself, but is planned to be given to Xuanduguan to repay Taoist Sun's kindness of borrowing the sword. And "Taibai", one of the four immortal swords, according to Bai Ye's earliest plan, also
He would hand over the peach tree and thatched cottage to Xuandu Temple, but something unexpected happened later and Bai Ye returned to Haoran and went to Fuyao Continent alone with his sword in hand.
The inability to return the fairy sword became a knot in Bai Ye's mind.
Fortunately, after reincarnation, a man wearing a tiger head hat
The child was taken to Xuandu by the old scholar to practice meditation.
Before that, the old scholar had taken time to visit the thatched cottage, and Bai happened to be not at home. The old scholar was so diligent and thrifty, so he picked up all the peach petals that had fallen to the ground under the tree, cleaned them up, and packed a large
Dou, this thing is best used to make wine. Brother Bai Ye is good at wine, but he is not good at making wine, so the old scholar can only do his own work. As for the remaining peach petals from the wine, you can also ask Baizhi Blessed Land to make some.
Ten peach blossom letterheads.
Next to the peach trees, the old scholar took the ten thousand-year-old soil that was recorded as "heaven and earth" in the old almanac of the Confucian Temple. The ground near the thatched cottage was only about an inch or two shorter.
In fact, these are nothing. Bai Ye returned to the dojo, and even if he had seen it, he probably just pretended not to have seen it, but the old scholar didn't even spare the branches of the peach tree, and broke off dozens of peach branches.
So after Bai Ye returned to the thatched cottage, there was a sword specially handed out to the old scholar to see off guests.
Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "You came to Ascension City with the help of the Three Mountain Talisman?"
Cui Dongshan's little chicken pecked at the rice, "Sure enough, it's hard to escape Mr.'s judgment."
In his Yangshen body, he casually made up the identity of Yamazawa Yexiu, and swaggered from Tongyezhou into the colorful world.
Together with the Du Miao of the Fuqi Sect and Yang Ningzhen, whose pseudonym was Yang Hengxing, they actually left Haoran Tianxia around the same time.
At that time, the gatekeeper of Tongyezhou was my uncle Zuo. Why, if you don’t accept it, do you want to recognize him?
After Cui Dongshan entered Zanxin Tianxia, he began to travel alone, and finally found a beautiful place that could be opened as the next sect. The water transport was rich and the clouds were gorgeous. Cui Dongshan was delighted when he saw it. He fell in love at first sight, so he set up several formations.
He took possession of hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers as his own, and named a small hilltop "Dongshan".
With nothing to do, Cui Dongshan also painted two scrolls, clearly named "Mustard Seeds" and "Mountains and Rivers".
Relying on memory, it is tens of feet long and the painting covers millions of miles of magnificent mountains and rivers, but it is called "Mustard Seed".
But another scroll, which clearly only had a little ink, was named "Mountains and Rivers" by Cui Dongshan.
Cui Dongshan scratched his face and said regretfully: "When the students come here, they have served as matchmakers for several pairs of monks. To be the matchmakers, of course, those men and women need to be sincere, but even so, the students still failed to create such
Fang Tiandi's first pair of Taoist monks on the mountain, if they are one step too late, they are really just one step too late, and they can only watch helplessly as that good fortune is missed."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You are definitely not the only one who 'seems' to be a step too late. Bai Yujing in the east, as well as the masters hidden among the refugees from Fuyao Continent and Tongye Continent, have also made similar attempts, and they are destined to be the same.
Failed. God’s will is unpredictable, and man’s calculations cannot be calculated by God. As long as you have the intention, you will definitely be a step slower. There is no solution to this matter. Don’t underestimate the great road of the world. You can only rely on the mysterious will of God to make your own decisions.
, Dongshan, don’t do similar things in the future, it will be recorded and you will have to pay it back.”
Chen Ping'an raised his head to look at the sky and murmured: "God's will cannot be violated, it is not just said."
Cui Dongshan nodded, "If this were not the case, I would follow my heart and choose the address of my next sect first, then immediately rush back to the south and select one or two of the migrant refugees from Tongyezhou who are carrying the dragon spirit.
Casting a wide net and supporting a few guys who are qualified to be the emperors of the world, I have really hit a wall in creating Taoist companions through human power, and I no longer dare to deliberately pursue the first 'humane merit'."
Chen Ping'an smiled and turned around to comfort him: "It seems like you are not doing anything, just be natural and go with the flow, maybe you will get some unexpected surprises."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Listen to sir."
The birth of heaven and earth.
Like a child, gradually enlightening.
A brand new world, with all kinds of wonders and wonders in the world, and opportunities arise everywhere.
The first hanging statue, the Ancestral Hall on the mountain where the Lord of Deity worshiped incense, was acquired by Feisheng City.
Therefore, all the sword cultivators in Feisheng City can actually get invisible protection when they travel.
If it had not been for the blessing of this great avenue, the casualties among the sword cultivators in Ascension City would have increased several times in those mysterious landscapes where "weird" things were rampant.
The first Jade Pure Realm, the first Immortal Realm, and the first Ascension Realm in the colorful world.
And the number one person in the world recognized by the Five Colorful World Avenue.
They are all Ning Yao, who is in a desperate situation.
In addition, Ning Yao is also a swordsman, so he has an additional gift.
In addition, she was the first monk to kill the "weird".
Who to contend with?
Therefore, even if a fourteenth-level monk from another world dares to enter the colorful world without permission, he may never come back if he is questioned by Ning Yao.
Cui Dongshan asked: "Sir, do you have an idea about collecting gold and copper coins? Is there any progress?"
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I'm just worried."
If a sword cultivator wants to improve his flying sword, there are only two ways to go. One is to temper the flying sword. For example, sharpening the edge of the sword with the Dragon Slaying Platform is a shortcut. The other is more difficult.
It is to find out more natal magical powers. Chen Ping'an's Caged Bird and the earliest "Well Bottom Moon", through the battle with Wanyao Sect Immortal Han Yushu, and later the battle of Tuoyue Mountain, improved the latter by one level.
The rank of the steps led to the current "Moon in the Well", and relying on the Fourteenth Realm Taoist technique borrowed from Lu Chen, one sword at that time successfully divided hundreds of thousands of flying swords. Chen Ping'an did something
Roughly deduced, in the future, the "Jingguchi Moon" that has been refined to its peak, and relying on Chen Ping'an's own high enough swordsmanship level, can roughly support a million flying swords in one go.
In addition, Chen Ping'an had been trying to manifest the "truth" in the Dongtian Dojo in Xiandu Mountain with the help of Jing Zhongyue's many flying swords.
This means that Jing Zhongyue's refining not only has a final direction, one is to increase the number of flying swords, and the other is to find Jing Zhongyue's second natal magical power. Therefore, at this moment, Chen Ping'an has a path from scratch.
There are roads.
Only the bird in the cage has been stagnant.
But Chen Ping'an had an idea during his retreat, but he couldn't really try it for the time being. The reason was simple: lack of money.
And maybe this kind of "sword refining" is just a bottomless pit.
It's not that there is a lack of three kinds of fairy coins, but gold essence copper coins, or tracing back to the origin, it is a lack of fragments of the golden body of the mountain and water gods, or the shattered glazed golden body of the Overhaul soldiers after they were separated from the world.
The latter is hard to come by. When Du Mao failed to "ascend", in order to fight for one of the glass fragments, even Qizhen of Shengaozong personally took action in Aquarius Continent.
The former is relatively simple, and it is only "relatively" speaking. In fact, in the vast world today, which dynasty does not want the golden body fragments of various gods? Which major sect does not want to buy them? Who can ordinary monks really buy them?
Because Chen Ping'an wants to truly elevate the caged bird that has become a small world of its own to a state where "the great circulation is flawless".
This requires Chen Pingan to create a complete river of time inside the caged bird!
In this realm, who is not a caged bird?
Liu Cai, who is still half-hidden, possesses two flying swords, specifically designed to restrain Chen Ping'an's two flying swords. Will you, Liu Cai, give it a try when the time comes?
Whether you come to find me or not, I will come to find you.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Zhang Lv Changsheng is not an outsider."
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I won't be polite to Changshou."
Cui Dongshan couldn't hold back his laughter, "I'm afraid that Taoist friend Changshou will give it all as soon as he gives it, and I'll be worried too, sir."
Chen Ping'an laughed at himself: "If this kind of thing were spread, I would probably get beaten."
Cui Dongshan asked: "Where's the Song family in Dali?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Of course I will speak, but I have to find a suitable opportunity to avoid being sat on and raise the price. After all, we are not the Gao brother from Quan Mansion who likes to come to your door and be slaughtered."
Cui Dongshan whispered: "Where is the master's wife?"
Chen Pingan felt helpless and said nothing.
Ning Yao can kill more than one "weird" in this world. In addition to one of the twelve ancient high-ranking people, there are actually others.
It's not that Chen Ping'an is being pretentious, it's just that for some reason, something feels wrong.
Of course, there are also Aaizhou and Liuxiazhou. These two continents have not been affected by the war at all. The mountains and rivers are stable, and the local mountain and water gods of the two continents have not suffered any damage. This means that all the golden bodies in the hands of the great monks and sects The fragments can be bought and sold, of course, provided that the price is right and high enough. In addition, there are the Liu family of Aaizhou, Baofengzhai who had dealt with Yuanyangzhu once, and the Tianyu Cave where the Sichuan heatstroke was, and the sect where the immortal Congqian lived. The door, and this female immortal is the owner of Songxiao Blessed Land, plus Baihua Blessed Land, and a certain Ascension Realm old monk who has been friends with the Great Dragon Qiu Longbeard Immortal for many years... These people may be the mountain hand On the Internet, there are rumors that they all have different amounts of wealth. The key is that they have gold, copper coins and gold body fragments in their hands. They are not indispensable items. At most, they are waiting for a price, or they are looking for a buyer. It depends. Eye rim.
Cui Dongshan sighed, "If it weren't for mending mountains and rivers, Tongyezhou, where our next sect is located, is the best source of golden body fragments, and we can bargain at any price."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Just don't think about this kind of thing."
Cui Dongshan asked: "When will Sir return to Xiandu Mountain?"
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Just tonight."
Cui Dongshan was about to speak but stopped.
Chen Pingan said: "You guessed it right, I plan to take a look at the sycamore tree before the beginning of spring."
There are nine Xiongzhen Towers standing in the world, but only two of them have more symbolic meaning than actual use. Among them is the Demon Zhen Tower in Tongyezhou. It is similar to the "Baize Zhen Tower" and is in name only. It is really just a scholar. It's almost like doing some superficial work.
But there is something unusual about this demon-suppressing tower. It is not a building shape, but an ancient sycamore tree with infinite age. According to legend, this ancient tree is so old and has existed for so long. To put it simply, the founder of Shengsanjiao is older than the first cultivator in the world. Therefore, even senior brother Jun Qian once said that when he was young, he liked to travel around the world, and he had seen this A towering tree.
Possibility, just a possibility, is that the only Taoist priest who can defeat this tree is the old Taoist master of Donghai Taoist Temple.
During the war, the old temple master did not take care of the wild world at all. Instead, he gave the iron ring made by Taozu himself to help the wild world protect the sycamore tree, and it was never touched by Wen Haizhou.
Cui Dongshan was about to speak but stopped.
Obviously I still don't trust my husband's choice.
This surprised Xiao Mo. The young master just went to take a look at the sycamore tree. For Sect Leader Cui, why did it seem like he was going to Longtan, Tiger's Cave, Mountains of Swords, and Sea of Fire?
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I say everything depends on people, can it be the same as what you do?"
Cui Dongshan looked a little depressed.
Xiaomo became even more strange.
Afterwards, Chen Ping'an did not return directly to the liquor store, but changed his mind temporarily. He led the two of them through Feisheng City in the wind and came to the boundary of Zifu Mountain. He dropped down and stood next to the ridge of a rice field. There were plants planted in the rice field. The Chongsi rice presented by Deng Liang is temporarily limited by the soil and can only be harvested once a year. However, it requires extremely high water and soil requirements and is difficult to plant. In the future, when the land is fertile, it can be harvested twice a year.
A young farm Qi practitioner rushed over immediately, with a wary look in his eyes, and asked: "Who are you? Don't you know the rules?"
The man in green shirt smiled and said, "My name is Chen Pingan."
The man was stunned on the spot. After he came to his senses, he asked in a low voice: "Will Lord Yin Guan stay for a long time?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I'll leave soon."
The man hurriedly said: "Yinguan, don't leave in a hurry. Wait for me to get the paper and pen. Don't be in a hurry."
Chen Pingan was confused.
Soon, the young monk who followed his master to Feisheng City to seek a living brought a brush dipped in ink and two seal books, and shamelessly asked, "Master Yin Guan, can you write your name?
It would be even better if you could add a few words of goodwill!"
Chen Pingan's face was full of embarrassment, as if it was the first time he had done such a thing.
I am not a world-renowned literary giant like Su Zi Liu Qi.
The young monk's face was full of hope. Chen Ping'an had no choice but to take over the seal book and the brush, and wrote his name on the pages of the Bai Sword Immortal Seal Book and the Jian Sword Immortal Seal Book respectively, and also wrote a message for each. After drying the ink,
, handed it to the young monk. Unexpectedly, the other person's face turned red, and he took the hand without haste. He bit the bullet and asked tentatively: "Master Yin Guan, can you write the year, month and day again?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and wrote down the date again, adding four words at the end, "By the side of the field."
In fact, the smiling Chen Pingan was more embarrassed than the blushing young monk.
I made up my mind that I really can't do this kind of thing again.
The young man held a writing brush and a seal book in his arms, and thanked the approachable Yin Guan again and again.
Seeing the peasant monk leaving happily, Cui Dongshan squatted on the field ridge with grass roots in his mouth.
Chen Ping'an sat aside, reached out and grabbed a handful of soil, held it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be depressed, it's not a big deal."
Cui Dongshan was still worried and said softly: "Sir, do you want all the merits you have saved so hard?"
With your temper, as long as you really go to that sycamore tree, you will definitely do that thing. Once you do that thing, not only will you be destined to earn no merit, but you will even lose all the merits in the Confucian Temple's merit book.
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Chen Ping'an looked forward and said calmly: "Try to keep a little bit, it will be useful next time I come here. If it doesn't work, forget it."
Cui Dongshan chewed the roots of grass and asked: "If this happens, we will be stuck in the quagmire. What will happen to your practice, sir?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "Isn't it practice?"
Cui Dongshan was speechless.
Xiao Mo seemed to be listening to the two students playing riddles. Because he heard Cui Dongshan mention the master's practice, he couldn't help but ask: "Cui Dongshan, can you tell me something?"
Cui Dongshan sighed, "The star of the year revolves around the sun once, and a period is twelve years."
The small street becomes more and more like falling clouds and mist.
Cui Dongshan had no choice but to explain in detail: "At that time, Tongyezhou fell, mountains, rivers and land sank, rituals and music collapsed, and under the deliberate persecution and pull of the barbaric military tents, all kinds of people's hearts were ugly, all kinds of rebellious behaviors, countless people and things, only
Speaking of the children born during that period, where did they come from? Are their biological parents really husband and wife? No. No matter whether it is calculated from the day when the Savage World occupied Tongye Continent, or whether it is calculated again after the Monster Clan withdrew from the Haoran World, no matter
Is there any difference whether it is already the first year or not yet? These children are destined to suffer this calamity anyway, and no one can escape it."
"If Tongyezhou was still the territory of the wild world, let's not talk about him. The origins of those children, in the eyes of the wild monks, are not unusual at all, but in the eyes of today's vast world, they will be heretics
, is a kind of bastard who may find it dirty even if he curses a few words. Those children seem to be born with sins in this world. They should not be here, but they are here. Even if these children survive in the years to come,
They have been able to withstand the criticism of others, withstand all kinds of insults that poke their spines, they have survived many man-made disasters, and they cannot escape "natural disasters", because even if they are lucky enough to grow up, they still have never been able to restore the orthodox mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou.
Accepted by luck, not to mention what kind of practice, maybe just living is a kind of hardship. They may not necessarily die, and they may not necessarily die early, but they will definitely endure hardships in this life, and endure a lot of hardships. Maybe their lives will be like this.
I will always feel that life is worse than death, suffering for no reason, inexplicable disasters, and unjust consequences."
"They say you can forgive God's sins, but you can't live if you do your own sins. But these children don't seem to have a choice."
"But if you don't take care of it, one era after another, after a period of sixty years, it will pass away just like the grass and trees in the mountains."
Cui Dongshan fell backward and fell to the ground without saying a word.
Xiaomo sat cross-legged and turned around to look.
Chen Pingan was sitting on the ridge of the field.