A pavilion with eight pointed sides and a plaque reading "Yue Mei".
The sky is leaky and the moon is sparse and bright, and the earth is biased by the wind.
A middle-aged scribe in a green shirt and long coat, wearing a jasper crown on his head, clenched his fist lightly, holding two chess pieces, black and white, in his palm, making a creaking sound.
Following the thoughts of this guest monk from Jin Cuicheng City, visions and phenomena arose in this pavilion, but there was no trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowing out of the pavilion.
First, a string of golden words floated up. How about the first sentence, the second sentence, and the third sentence?
Soon, because of these dozen words, there was a burst of thunder in the pavilion, the blue brick ground was like land, and the blue brick patterns were like water patterns, creating huge waves.
What a secret heart seal of the Zen lineage of Buddhism. Do you want to know the style of my family? Thunderbolts thundered in the blue sky, and waves rose on the land.
On one of the green bricks that looked like a continent of mountains and rivers, the storm suddenly stopped. In the clear sky, it seemed that there were two monks as small as mustard seeds climbing up. A master and a disciple joined hands to climb the mountain. The young monks looked solemn and solemn.
, I asked the teacher who usually teaches people how to walk on the bird path, but what is the bird path? The old monk took long strides, walking as fast as flying, walking on the steep mountain road as if walking on flat ground. When he heard the words, he said with a smile and said four words, but he didn't meet anyone. On the way to the mountain, the two monks met each other one after another.
The books carved on the cliffs all have only one word, Zu, Yes, Qin, Pu, Yao. Seeing the words one after another is like passing a test, without any pause. The young monk suddenly asked what is the true face? Unexpectedly, the old monk answered again, "No bird way"
The young monk was silent. The old monk suddenly shouted, "What is the Buddha?" The young monk slowly replied, "Bingding boy came to ask for fire." The old monk said again, "Good words, Bingding belongs to fire, and he uses fire to ask for fire, but it is a pity that he has not yet reached the end."
But let’s take a closer look. The mountain under the feet of the two monks is actually made of hundreds of millions of text contents in the Zheng and Xu Dao Zang. And outside the mountain cliff of this "Dao Mountain", a bird suddenly cuts through the sky, vibrating.
Wings circled the mountain, and a green mountain began to rotate at the same time. In the end, both the rotating mountain and the flying birds seemed to be still, hence the name "Speed of an Arrow". But when it couldn't stop, the two monks who climbed high and didn't realize that the mountain was turning, saw birds flying outside the mountain.
It was like an arrow hanging still in the air. The young monk was silent, and the old monk sighed, and the clouds were exposed under the eaves. The young monk suddenly understood and asked himself, what is the Buddha? The Bingding boy came to ask for fire. The old monk nodded gently.
, stamped his feet on the ground, and finally said with a smile, "Don't show off the stolen goods..."
After finally figuring out something that year, this middle-aged scribe who had been practicing Taoism in Jincuicheng for many years focused more on the vast sea of sutras and laws of Buddhism.
Outside the pavilion, the female city lord of Jincui City came slowly. After stopping, she looked at it for a moment. Since the "sir" did not deliberately cover the scene, she was able to see the strange people inside the pavilion. When the "sir"
Turning her head and looking at herself, she was very graceful, gave a blessing, smiled sweetly, and asked softly: "Sir, what are you doing?"
The city lord Qingjia, whose Taoist name is "Yuanhu", is a female cultivator from the demon clan in the immortal realm. She actually owns a robe of the rank of immortal soldier "Water Refining", but in recent years, various celebrations have not been held in Jincui City.
If so, she would wear the extremely simple green robe "banana leaf" and just put on a little makeup.
The Qingke from Jincuicheng, whom Qingjia respectfully called "Sir", stood up and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do, just think about it and chat to relieve my boredom."
His surname was changed to Zheng, and he was a monk from outside the country.
He has been a guest minister in Jincuicheng for nearly a hundred years. He lives in seclusion and rarely appears in public. Even the direct disciples of Qingjia have never known that there is such a strange person in Jincuicheng.
Gaizheng would occasionally travel quietly and never say hello to Qingjia, and she never failed to ask.
Qingjia looked sincere and said: "Sir, you don't need to care so much about red tape. The rules of the world are just rules and regulations set for us ordinary people. With your scholarly nature, why bother?"
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "When you go to a country, do as the Romans do. The etiquette cannot be discarded."
Qingjia sincerely praised him: "Sir, you are disciplined and disciplined."
The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said, "Only a scholar who has read a few books can be called sir."
When the teacher said it, it was actually earlier than the "scholars" in ancient times, and the meaning was greater, and it was comparable to the "Taoist priests".
Qingjia always stood obediently at the bottom of the steps of the pavilion and asked tentatively: "I have nothing to ask sir today. Can I go and sit down in the pavilion?"
On the female nun's shoulders were a thrush and a flower girl named Weaver Girl. In private, Qingjia always addressed the guest whose pseudonym had been changed as "sir" without adding a surname.
What's more, the real owner of Jincuicheng is no longer her.
But the truth that Qingjia finds most "fun" rather than scary is that unless she sees the gentleman in the pavilion with her own eyes, all her memories of this man will be like being locked up somewhere.
Inside this house, as the owner, she does not have a key. The key is only in the hands of this gentleman.
Therefore, even she herself does not know this, so who in the entire wild world can know the truth?
Qingjia found it very interesting, like a young girl who had just started to have a love affair, hiding a secret that she didn't want to share with anyone.
Being able to manipulate the Taoist heart of an Immortal Realm monk seems to be completely controlled by applause. I am afraid that even a peak Ascension Realm monk would not dare to say that he can definitely do it. It is even more difficult to say that the other party is still willing to know this.
This is unbelievable. And the female fairy "Yuanhu" of Jincuicheng City is not a weak-tempered person. She can protect hundreds of women just by being a fairy, with no old master to rely on, and she is not good at fighting by nature.
If you repair the entire Jincui City, you will know that Yuanhu Taoist heart must be extremely tenacious.
The middle-aged scribe did not take away the vision of the pavilion and said with a smile: "Of course the guest is welcome."
Hearing this, Qingjia bit her lip, her pair of extremely smart long autumn eyes, which were both resentful and charming. She climbed up the stairs, picked up the corners of her skirt, and entered the pavilion. Only then did she realize how vast the small pavilion was, and carefully walked around it.
After passing some green tiles on the ground that were full of Taoism, I finally sat down opposite that gentleman.
A famous female immortal, who is famous all over the world, is sitting upright at this moment, as if facing a teacher at a school.
After Qingjia sat down, he showed a somewhat ashamed look and laughed at himself: "Sir, I spent my time thinking about it and came to the conclusion that it may be a mystery that we dull people will never be able to understand in our lifetime."
The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said: "Fellow Taoist Yuanhu is ridiculous. The more knowledge a person has, the greater the unknown he will face. An ordinary master lies in knowing what he knows, while a Taoist man lies in knowing what he does not know."
Qingjia was speechless.
The middle-aged scribe sat upright and had a warm smile, but in front of Qingjia, he was... as tall as a god.
There is no way, the person in front of me is Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City who dares to kill people in Tuoyue Mountain.
Qingjia wanted to speak but stopped.
As she said herself, she didn't originally intend to talk about anything serious, but when she entered the pavilion and sat face to face with Zheng Juzhong, it seemed that if she didn't say anything, she would feel a bit...wasted.
As for the two monks in the "small world" of the pavilion who continued to climb up and talk, Qingjia watched in vain and listened in vain. They didn't understand one thing at all, and the Tao was different.
Qingjia forcibly suppressed the thought in his mind and changed the topic. It was also a question that he had been curious about for a long time. "May I ask, sir, what do you think is really interesting?"
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "A lot."
For example, in a middle-rank blessed land, Zheng Juzhong once made someone of his own start from scratch. From a weak scholar with no power to restrain a chicken, in just twenty years, he became an emperor who successfully assisted the emperor in unifying the world.
military advisor. At the same time, two new identities were added. One of them was a reckless man from Kusano who was extremely talented in martial arts and rose up. The other one became a Qi practitioner on the mountain with average cultivation qualifications. After coming down from the mountain, he became a political advisor.
Each of the three has a potential main line of thought, leading the three to different paths, and are respectively responsible for three things: creation, destruction, and repair.
Zheng Juzhong looked down at the top of the mountain and suddenly said: "Fellow Taoist Yuanhu, it's time to make long-term plans for Jincui City."
Qingjia felt relieved and said in a deep voice: "Please sir, please give me some advice."
The situation of Jincuicheng in the wild world is similar to that of Jiuquan Sect.
The foundations of the two sects' prefixes are refining robes and brewing fairy brew respectively.
In the eyes of the outside world, Jincuicheng was protected by Yang Zhi because he had helped Yang Zhi, the great demon of the old throne, to upgrade the black dragon robe to a higher level.
The big demon rarely intrudes Jincui City, but this is not the whole truth. Yangzhi does favor Qingjia, but he still wants to annex it. As a cornucopia of wealth, the reason why it has not happened is because of Qingjia.
Yangzhi insisted on his own opinion, and even said harsh words. Yangzhi seemed to have some unknown concerns, so he did not have the same experience as Qingjia. Anyway, the bitterness here was not enough for outsiders.
Since Jincuicheng's robes have a high refining threshold and are difficult to mass-produce, the last time they attacked Haoran Tianxia, several sects, including Jincuicheng and Immortal Hairpin City, had to waste money to eliminate disasters and gave a large amount of immortal money.
, and on the Jincuicheng side, the robes that had been stored for thousands of years were also emptied out of the secret warehouse and delivered to Jiazi Zhang at a discounted price.
Therefore, no monks appeared on the battlefield on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi or on the Jincui City side. The city lord Qingjia only showed up during the subsequent discussion at Tuoyue Mountain, and faced off from afar with the group of monks Haoran who participated in the discussion at the Confucian Temple.
In fact, at that time, many people on the other side looked carefully at this Jincuicheng female fairy. Of course, it was because of the "water refining" robe she wore, which can be divided into yin and yang by water, and has the aura of changing the sun and the moon, and changing the stars.
Zheng Juzhong glanced at the female immortal, nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist Taoist's suggestion is generally in the right direction."
Looking at the human heart, looking through memories is like flipping through a book.
Qingjia didn't feel any discomfort and just asked: "In your opinion, sir?"
Jincuicheng has been able to stand firm for thousands of years because it has two so-called backers, namely Yangzhi in the light and Wild Peach Pavilion in the dark.
It's a pity that the old demon of the old throne stopped and failed to return to the wild wilderness. He was blocked by Liu Qi and was imprisoned by the Confucian Temple. Taoting had been a watchdog in the Hundred Thousand Mountains for many years, and now he has changed his identity in Haoran Tianxia.
He became the young Taoist who became famous in Yuanyangzhu.
Therefore, one of the direct disciples of Tuoyue Mountain's great ancestor, the great demon Xinzhuang, who is also a female cultivator, had previously asked Jincuicheng to hand over all the secret techniques and Taoist secrets for refining the robe.
Jincuicheng had no room for bargaining. In exchange, Tuoyue Mountain allowed Jincuicheng to choose two places at will to build two lower sects.
But for Qingjia, what is the meaning of such flashy benefits? It is simply meaningless.
Even if a sect was established in Jincui City, it could not be defended. All the direct descendants in Jincui City were female cultivators. Apart from refining robes, they did not know how to fight with others.
So that Taoting had secretly sent an extremely secret letter.
The general meaning is nothing more than a hint of Qingjia, and the tree moves the dead and the person moves alive.
It would be better to move Jincuicheng to Haoran Tianxia and make a living there, so that both parties can be taken care of. Taoting promised in the letter that when he got there, he would not dare to say that Jincuicheng would be better, only that he would maintain the current home.
It is no problem to ask for a sect title with the Confucian Temple.
To Taoting, Jincuicheng Qingjia is just a little girl, half of her own family.
Because if we go back further in Jincuicheng, there are two Taoist traditions, one is similar to the authentic tradition, and the other is a side secret. Taoting and a certain evangelist with a hidden identity in Qingjia do have a lot of stories, and they cannot be called Taoists.
To say she was a concubine would sound a bit harsh.
Qingjia's preacher, who was not included in Jincuicheng's genealogy, once left a will and decree for Jincuicheng, saying that among the bright moon, there was an ancient being named Qingjia who could be called Supreme Master according to his seniority. However,
When will I see this Patriarch? The exact date may not be known, so I just have to wait patiently.
Qingjia originally thought that Jincuicheng could have a towering backer with this, but as a result, the bright moon in the sky was directly moved by those sword cultivators who were still lingering on the Sword Qi Great Wall, and they jointly moved to Qingming Tianxia. This made Qingjia dumbfounded. This made Qingjia dumbfounded.
How could she recognize her ancestors and return to her clan? She was just disappointed, but also a little relieved. After all, there was already a Mr. Zheng in Jincui City who she was willing to trust with her life and death. That was enough. She really wanted that Taoist young man
When the Patriarch returns to the human world and comes to Jincui City, it might turn out to be a disaster.
The Great Li Dynasty, on the battlefield of Aquarius Continent, once searched for all the robes from Jincui City, but unfortunately they failed to capture a few direct monks of Jincui City who were proficient in refining skills.
Three hundred years ago, the city lord Yuanhu became a fairy.
In addition to Yangzhi personally attending the ceremony, Taoting also sneaked out of Shiwandashan.
There are clear records of this in the secret files of the Summer Palace.
It is obvious that the situation between Haoran Tianxia and Barbarian Tianxia is already in a tense situation, and a war may break out at any time. As for Jincuicheng, if it were not for Mr. Zheng, there would be no choice at all. Either take the initiative to attach to Tuoyue Mountain, or be defeated by Haoran Tianxia.
Break through and become a prisoner.
Qingjia found that this gentleman seemed a little absent-minded, so she did not dare to disturb him and waited patiently for the next chapter.
Zheng Juzhong came to his senses quickly and just said something concise and concise to her, "It's nothing more than replacing the new makeup of Tuoyue Mountain with the Chinese Confucian Temple. Jincuicheng offered to halve the price, go to Fuyao Continent to take root, and then go to other continents.
Similar to Aaizhou, choose a site as the next sect."
Qingjia obviously had no objections to this and did not show any surprise. There were only a few wild sects that could adapt to the vast land and water, and Jin Cui City happened to be among them. She asked cautiously: "How to move all the belongings in Jin Cui City? What else?
Choose a monk?"
Zheng Juzhong said: "Just follow me."
Probably because he was worried that the other party would not understand, Zheng Juzhong smiled and explained: "I have refined the entire Jincui City into a natal object. In order to hide it from Tuoyue Mountain and not expose my feet and implicate fellow Taoist Yuanhu Lake, in this matter
It really took me a lot of time."
The reason why Zheng Juzhong was distracted just now was because he was thinking about something that was thousands of miles away from the discussion between the two parties.
As for this matter, Zheng Juzhong only talked to Cui Chan.
The views of both sides are similar. Living beings, under the leadership of cultivators, pave roads and build bridges to go to the sky. This is a visible way out. Those stars in the sky must be used as bridges or "sect enclaves".
As long as the chessboard is large enough, it can break away from the battle of victory and defeat and reduce the internal consumption of the entire established world. It may be that the human race is the leader and sincerely cooperates with the monks of all races to select livable places and thrive in the stars outside the sky...
However, it is not enough to just have this road to the sky, which is temporarily difficult to say whether it is a new "way out" or an old "way back". Just in case, an unprecedented path must be used to "go inward".
Letting all sentient beings in the world have another way of living is a retreat that must be planned in advance.
Xiuhu Cui Chan exhausted his knowledge and finally created a porcelain man, just to prove this "what if" terrible accident with Zheng Juzhong and the founder of the three religions.
A ready-made example is right in front of you. You three can't just turn a blind eye.
Zheng Juzhong is certain that if the human race fails to find a way out and fails to find a retreat that is sufficient to protect itself, then sooner or later, it will be destroyed by itself.
Just like the gods who were once aloof, they destroyed all living beings on earth created by their own hands.
Everything we dare not admit to ourselves.
It's just a trapped beast wandering in a cage, or a god sitting high in the hall.
The vast majority of the so-called enlightened people have no idea about the so-called establishment of a religion and calling them ancestors. The root of establishing a religion is just what you want to do and what you ask for by calling yourself an ancestor.
My eyes are no longer high, and my hands are naturally lower. I am destined to be unable to reach "that curtain".
In the pavilion, a man was thinking about the life and death of Jincui City.
One is considering the life and death of all sentient beings.
Maybe this is the difference.
No wonder Taoist Priest Sun from Xuandu Guan would say with a smile that the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and pigs.
Zheng Juzhong waved his sleeves, put away the vision in the pavilion, bent his fingers, and lightly tapped the pavilion pillars.
Woodworking in the world is based on tenon and tenon joints.
At home, studying in a private school, practicing in the mountains.
What can we rely on to connect people's hearts with each other?
Zheng Juzhong stood up and said with a smile: "We are all a light, flickering between heaven and earth."
Words and deeds work together as a tenon, and people's hearts work together as a lamp.
Build a house and huddle together for warmth.
After that, Zheng Juzhong took the lead to walk out of Yuemei Pavilion and took Qingjia for a walk in Jincui City. During the heavy snow season, the palaces and pavilions in Jincui City were extremely magnificent, as beautiful as glass.
Qing Jia, who was following Zheng Juzhong, was unable to perform Taoist magic, so he hid his figure together. In what looked like a palace hall, there was a girl with a spiritual snake bun, standing on tiptoes, stretching her waist, holding a
A long pole was used to hit the ice, and there was a sound of a string of broken jade falling to the ground. The laughter of the girls was as gentle as the songs of orioles.
After walking out of the palace, Zheng Juzhong took Qingjia to a moat outside Jincui City. The river was wide and frozen under the bridge, with many children running and playing on it.
Zheng Juzhong walked along the river upstream and came to a riverside embankment. His feet were made of long and thin stones, which were piled up densely all over the place. Glutinous rice slurry was poured into the gaps between the stones, and then they were tamped hard with irons and tenons.
Like the layers of fish scales, and like the skinny bones of an old man.
Zheng Juzhong has been curious over the years about how Qi Jingchun did it in Lizhu Cave and what Qi Jingchun saw.
What really makes Zheng Juzhong feel interesting is that someone has accomplished something that no matter how hard he tries, he still can't do it. Things themselves are different in size, but in Zheng Juzhong, there is not necessarily a difference between superior and inferior.
If a piece of snow on the mountain costs money, and suddenly it can only be converted into a hundred taels of silver at the foot of the mountain, what will happen to the world? Or if all three kinds of fairy money suddenly disappear in the world, how will the situation develop?
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I heard that when Cui Chan was young, a family elder was not allowed to read novels about rivers and lakes and novels about talented men and beautiful women.
And Cui Chan was not allowed to play chess, because he felt that smart people were easily obsessed with this way, wasting their good time in vain, delaying their studies, and not doing their proper work.
Qingjia turned to look at Mr. Zheng. After a while, she laughed to herself and plucked up the courage to ask: "Sir, what do you think of love between men and women? With all due respect, has Mr. ever had a woman he liked?"
Zheng Juzhong smiled and shook his head.
Qingjia has never had a Taoist partner in her life, and she doesn't feel the need to find a Taoist partner, but she has a direct disciple who is extremely doting on her. Following her best friend, the direct descendant of a family in Da Yao Guan Lane, they
Then a group of female cultivators who were familiar with each other were invited to ride on a well-established chariot. The group of Yingying Yanyan, who had their own backgrounds, traveled north together to the Sword Qi Great Wall. It is said that they failed to reach the top of the city, but they failed.
I saw the young hidden official in bright red robes from a distance. The chariot was also hit by a thunder spell, so the trip was not in vain.
Successfully met the young hermit official who was famous all over the world.
They were so excited that they had exactly the same look and feel.
Just two words, so handsome!
After returning to his hometown, the direct descendant of Qingjia became obsessed with life and death, as if he was possessed by a demon.
Zheng Juzhong said with an indifferent expression: "A person who loves lust is like holding a torch and walking against the wind. He will surely burn his hands."
Qingjia didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Zheng Juzhong walked slowly. Previously, at the Taoji Ferry, his other self and Sui Chugong Wu Shuangjiang did meet.
The White Emperor City in the vast world, the Palace of Sui in the Qingming world.
They are both recognized as the two places with the strongest control over the sect. All the monks respect their respective sect masters like gods.
At that time, Zheng Juzhong said straight to the point: "Palace Master Wu should not have come so early."
Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Ignore the steamer."
But since Wu Shuangjiang is still here, it means that Xiuhu has begun to close the net to some extent. Zheng Juzhong will take action as agreed in advance.
At that time, Wu Shuangjiang looked at the sky on the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, where a bright moon was being dragged to the Qingming world, and asked casually: "It seems like you can't fight?"
Zheng Juzhong said: "Because Chen Pingan is still not cruel enough."
In the end, Chen Pingan's choice was not too surprising.
Bai Yujingsan's headmaster Lu Chen almost died at the hands of a dead man.
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In the Qingming world, in the center of heaven and earth, there is a mountain with the peak of leap moon.
After parting ways with Lin Jiangxian on the mountain road, the master of Bixiao Cave left Qi Gu alone. He took his direct disciple Wang Yuanlu, who had just come here to worship at the top of the mountain, and the Taoist boy named Jinjing to leave the Leap Moon Peak together.
A simple dojo in the bright moon.
As a gift for accepting a disciple, the old Taoist priest took out a palm-sized pocket model of the palace and threw it to Wang Yuanlu. He glanced at the little Taoist boy and said, "This place belongs to Wang Yuanlu and Jinjing. As long as Wang Yuanlu has no objection, you can do it in the future."
Practice alchemy inside."
As for the apprenticeship ceremony, Wang Yuanlu was of course eager to avoid the red tape on the mountain.
Wang Yuanlu took over the "Immortal Palace Ruins" of unknown origin with both hands. There is no doubt that it is extremely rare.
The little Taoist boy obeys the master's decree carefully and does not dare to complain. Everyone has his own destiny. If you can't envy him, why should you envy him... Damn, I'm so greedy when I look at him.
The old Taoist priest ignored the two guys who had their own thoughts and walked into the house on his own. He just let Jinjing continue to stare at the heat of the elixir in the stove, and asked him to teach Wang Yuanlu an alchemy secret. How much can he teach?
How much you learn depends on your ability.
Wang Yuanlu put the heavy treasure into his sleeve, put it in the bag for safekeeping, and then asked: "Brother Jinjing, can you tell me the origin of this thing?"
Seeing that "senior brother", the little Taotong rolled his eyes and said, "Have you heard a word?"
As a result, after waiting for a long time without waiting for the next step, Wang Yuanlu was completely confused.
The little Taoist boy then swaggered across the threshold, sat on the bench next to the alchemy furnace, and said with a smile: "There is an old saying, the dragon hides in the Lu water pit, and the fire helps the Sun Palace. Do you understand?"
Wang Yuanlu squatted aside, shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."
The little Taoist boy sneered: "A frog in a well!"
Wang Yuanlu smiled and did not refute. It was hard to say who was the frog in the well.
The little Taoist boy continued: "According to legend, he is one of the five supreme beings in ancient times..."
Having said this, the little Taoist boy quickly stopped talking and pointed at the ceiling, "The Lushuikeng is the summer palace of the ancient water god. It can only be regarded as one of them. But whose territory is this Sun Palace? You can
I guess it's a higher level than the Lushui Pit. According to legend, it was once one of the places where swords were made. The monks outside knew nothing about it, so they only spread rumors and rumors. They all said it was smashed. In fact, it was
My master has it lying around here. It is a very good treasure. It ranks among my master's... top five possessions. If you get it, you can enjoy it secretly."
Wang Yuanlu sighed with emotion: "Senior Brother Jinjing knows so much."
The little Taoist boy stared at the flames of the alchemy furnace, his young face shining brightly in the firelight, curled his lips and said, "It's useless."
Wang Yuanlu held up his sleeves with his hands and said softly: "It's much better than useless."
The little Taoist boy was furious when he heard this, mistakenly thinking that the other party was saying weird things to ridicule him, but when he turned around, he saw a sincere face with sadness.
Qingming Tianxia, Ganzhou, Sui Palace.
In the viewing pavilion of a palace built at the highest point in the mountain, four people met for a drink.
They are currently circulating a booklet written by the palace lord himself, in small regular script, which records in detail the customs and customs of that part of the colorful world.
Here, you can see not only the Stork Tower, but also the mainstay in the middle of the river outside the Stork Tower, which is actually a Xielong Stone.
They are all "old people" of the Stork Inn. In the past, there was an unknown Stork Inn, which had been open for two or three hundred years on the upside-down mountain on the other side of Haoran Tianxia. The small inn was like a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.
Two immortals ascended to heaven, plus two jade treasures. In addition to the young shopkeeper, the inn cook and the four servants all had the pseudonym Nian, and they all traveled far and wide in the vast world under the alias of Nian Chuanghua.
", she is the legitimate daughter of the palace owner Wu Shuangjiang, her nickname is "Dengzhu".
And that young shopkeeper was none other than Bai Luo, nicknamed Xiaobai by Wu Shuangjiang. Sui Chugong was the second-in-command in charge of general affairs.
At this moment, except Bai Luo, the watcher of the year, the other four are all here.
Zhang Yuanbo, the immortal named Dragon in the Cave, was a white-haired old man with rosacea. He gently threw the finished book to the flirting Taoist couple at the next table.
After practicing, he had nothing to do. If he gave this old man a pot of wine and a plate of food and wine, he could drink it all day long.
It's like taking a sip of wine from the bowl and spitting a big sip back into the bowl.
There were three plates of wine on the table. He took a sip, squinted his eyes intoxicated, and trembled.
In the past, Zhang Yuanbo's dojo was located on the Xielong Stone. Later, when Cheng Quan, a swordsman, came, Zhang Yuanbo took the initiative to move the site. There was no need to discuss matters in the ancestral hall. If such trivial matters require the trouble of the palace master to decide, Chuan Yuanbo
You can go out without being laughed at by outsiders.
The lady on the mountain, Yu Chou, stretched out her hand to catch the booklet with a serious look on her face. She flipped through the book as fast as flying, the pages making a clattering sound. Although she could read quickly, she did not dare to miss a single word.
After all, it was written by the palace lord himself.
At the beginning, there were three thousand Taoist officials in Qing Ming Tianxia who entered Wucai Tianxia. In name, there were only a thousand people in Bai Yujing, which was still less than half, and still more than 400 people short of that.
But in fact, Bai Yujing's Tianjun Immortal Officials are not a few who are spreading their branches outside. They are inextricably linked. In fact, if we really look at it broadly, Bai Yujing Taoist Officials still account for almost half of the places.
This man's mountain Taoist companion is named Xie Chun Tiao. She is a strong woman with a very...unfair appearance. She likes to drink strong wine and talk dirty words.
Xie Chun Tiao pinned a green bamboo hairpin to his head and drank in silence.
As for the Taoist monk around me, he likes to be frivolous, and he is simply reincarnated as a pervert.
For a Taoist, a fight in bed would be meaningless, but since he is a Taoist, let him do whatever he wants.
The man handed the booklet to the Taoist monk next to him, not forgetting to gently squeeze the woman's white wrist. As a result, Xie Chuntiao took the booklet with one hand and threw it on the woman's head with the other, beating the man almost to the ground.
Turn in circles.
Zhang Yuanbo frowned and said: "How come at this juncture, seven or eight years earlier than expected, a list of ten people in the world suddenly appeared?"
Yu Chou said with a smile: "You can do whatever you want. I'm not on the list anyway, so it's none of my business."
Xie Chuntiao said while reading: "The key is that the Immortal Staff Sect has stated that this list is not their handiwork at all, which is very mysterious."
The "girl" whose pseudonym is Nian Chuanghua, she is the legitimate daughter of Wu Shuangjiang, and her real name is Wu Tao. But this name seems to be a bit of a disadvantage.
Because the homophones are not particularly beautiful, dirty, misunderstanding, no regrets...
When the Yin God traveled together, they spanned two worlds. They were not complete souls. Both the real body and the Yang God stayed in the Sui Chu Palace.
Of course, the palace owner Wu Shuangjiang used some kind of secret method to protect them. Otherwise, given their level, the Yin Shen would not be able to stay at Daoxuan Mountain for so long, and each of them could still continue to practice.
A small and exquisite rattle hangs around the waist of a young female cultivator. The drum head is painted with complicated painting techniques and is sewn with dragon skin. The peach wood handle is hung with a glazed orb hung by a red thread.
With the girl's cultivation level, it is a treasure that she has refined as a natal object, which cannot be completely concealed. From this, it can be seen that this small drum is not only a valuable treasure of the rank of an immortal soldier, but also one of the most valuable treasures among the immortal soldiers.
, are destined to be the best. Every year on New Year's Eve in the Sui Chu Palace, there is the old custom of lighting lamps and candles to waste them, and beating drums to drive away the ghosts of plague and plague. The person responsible for these two things is Wu Tao.
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When Wu Tao was at the Stork Inn, he used the pseudonym Nian Chuanghua.
It was because when she was young, she and her father once watched the New Year together.
Wu Shuangjiang liked to read miscellaneous books, especially those literati's notes about anecdotes. Wu Tao once heard his father say something in a book.
People inside the window wrote on the window paper and put stickers on them. I put them on the outside of the window and they were very good.
Maybe I saw it in a book, or maybe it was inspired by my thoughts, who knows.
Wu Tao said: "I'll ask my father later?"
Yu Chou quickly shook his head, "Wu Tao, restrain yourself. You must restrain yourself. Don't let us get punished by the palace master."
In the past three hundred years, the ten people in Qing Ming Tianxia have changed very little, and almost all of them are old people.
Bai Yujing's side occupied the top three seats without any objection. The first master taught Kou Ming, the second master taught Yu Dou, and the third master taught Lu Chen.
The fourth is the master of the Huayang Palace in Difei Mountain, Gao Gu, whose Taoist name is "Juyue".
Fifth, Xuandu Guansun Huaizhong. Sixth, Yashan Linjiangxian is the only pure martial artist on the list.
The next few are all old faces with resounding names and reputations.
The others, such as Wu Shuangjiang of the Sui Chu Palace, the female founder of the two Jingshan Mountains, and Chaoge with the Taoist name "Overlook", because they have been in seclusion for too long, they have been rated, and they have all withdrawn from the list of the ten people in the world.
As for Wuzhou, the years of seclusion have been even longer. This Sansun crown with the Taoist name "Taiyin" was almost completely forgotten by the Qingming world.
Regarding the past ten people in the world, except for four people, the various rankings are still controversial among the spectators. These four people are of course the three Bai Yujing headmasters, plus Taoist Sun of Xuandu Temple.
But this time, I don’t know who made the list, the latest top ten people in the world.
Full of mystery, even an undercurrent... murderous intent!
The person at the top of the list is Bai Yujing and the second headmaster Yu Dou.
Second, Bai Yujing’s third leader, Nanhua City’s city lord Lu Chen.
Third, the dojo is temporarily located in the Bixiao Cave Master in the bright moon.
Fourth, her ancestral home is Yongzhou, she is a casual cultivator and a master, and her daughter is crowned in Wuzhou.
Fifth, Qizhou, the master of Xuandu Temple, Sun Huaizhong.
Sixth, Ruzhou, Chijin Dynasty, Yashan Linjiangxian. The best martial artist in the world.
Seventh, the year of the year comes and Wu Shuang descends.
Eighth, Youzhou, Difei Mountain Huayang Palace, Gao Gu. The world's best alchemy master.
Ninth, Bingzhou, Qingshen Dynasty, elegant prime minister Yao Qing.
Tenth, there are two people tied together. The female crown of Xuandu Temple named "Empty Mountain", Wangsun. Leyue Peak is a pure martial artist, hard work.
There are ten other candidates. But compared to the first ten, the spectators are no longer interested.
First of all, in this list of ten people, there is no longer the name of Bai Yujing’s great master!
This is already enough shocking news, it is not an exaggeration to say it is a bolt from the blue.
Secondly, Wuzhou reappeared, which was equivalent to confirming her fourteenth realm. It was not surprising that she squeezed out Gao Gu's position, but why Gao Gu did not follow closely behind? Could it be that Xuandu Guansun's arms were untouchable?
Has the fifth person really become an iron rule in the world of Qing Ming? Or... Guanzhu Sun has also reached the fourteenth realm? Xuanduguan is from the Taoist sword immortal lineage, but Sun Huaizhong is... a pure swordsman at the fourteenth realm?
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In addition, in addition to Daozhang Sun, Xuanduguan also has a senior sister, Wang Sun. Who has no idea about the grievances between Xuanduguan and Bai Yujing? Is it possible?
Just as Xie Chuntiao was about to return the booklet to Wu Tao, the latter shook his head and said, "You can just keep it."
Zhang Yuanbo remembered something, pinched his chin, and asked doubtfully: "Mrs. Gui suddenly regretted her decision and did not come to Qingming Tianxia with us. Did she already sense that something was wrong here?"
Yu Chou thought of the graceful Mrs. Gui and her mother-in-law's coquettish charm, but they were completely different. The man couldn't help laughing, but he immediately received an elbow from Xie Chuntiao, which made the man break into cold sweat on the forehead.
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Xie Chuntiao sighed for no reason: "I still can't believe that that young man can become a hidden official and can carve characters on the city wall."
The clear eyes of the young man carrying the sword back then are really memorable.
The former sword-carrying boy, later the last hidden official, was a regular patron of the inn.
I visited Daixuan Mountain twice and stayed at the Stork Inn at the end of the alley. I loved it.
Zhang Yuanbo nodded with a smile and glanced at Wu Tao, "I think Dong's talisman looks good."
Wu Tao just pretended not to hear the implication.
When Daixuanshan returned to the Qingming world, Dong Huafu and Yan Zhuo once followed Cheng Quan to the Suizhu Palace and browsed the scenery of the Suizhi Palace together. It was a beautiful scenery that could be seen in vain and it didn't cost him a single copper coin. During this period, they
I met the "girl Pianzi" whose Taoist name was Dengzhu. She was an accomplished Taoist. She looked young, but she spoke to them in a strange manner.
It's a pity that I met the ancestor.
Wu Tao really couldn't scold that Dong Heitan.
The biggest fear when quarreling is that you don't understand what the other person is saying.
Fortunately, neither party took action and just arranged a fight.
She disliked the fact that the two outsiders were not of a high level and were guests of the palace at the end of the year, so she did not have the same experience as them.
But Wu Tao still doesn't know clearly. It was a fight arranged by Dong Huafu on behalf of Chen Pingan, and it had nothing to do with Dong Huafu.
On the Xielong Stone, Wu Shuangjiang came here in person.
Wu Shuangjiang chatted with the young-looking Nalan Shaowei about cultivation practices, and in the end only Cheng Quan was left, walking along the riverside with the palace master.
As the leader of the sixteen traveling sword cultivators on the Sword Qi Great Wall, the old Yuanying Cheng Quan was carrying a sword box wrapped in cotton cloth, which contained a natal lamp belonging to Nalan Shaowei.
Cheng Quan joined the Zushitang Shanshui Genealogy of Suichugong, but he was not awarded the ultimatum and never received a formal Taoist certificate. This means that the old swordsman is not a Taoist official yet.
The dragon stone under the feet of both parties was supposed to migrate with the water and not take root anywhere for long. However, Wu Shuangjiang personally imposed several restrictions and forcibly detained it here.
In fact, apart from the value of the Xielong Stone itself, Wu Shuangjiang's move was not cost-effective. It was a loss-making business. If it were placed in other sects and Taoist temples, a circular river might be dug out to allow a Xielong Stone to drift with the current.
Being able to continuously increase water transportation is a long-term benefit. However, Sui Shuangjiang has a profound background, and Wu Shuangjiang has done too many acts of squandering natural resources, and this one is not missing.
In history, there are a total of four Xielong Stones. One was completely shattered in the battle between water and fire, one was later refined into a natal object by an ancient immortal, and the other was once regarded as a treasure by Mrs. Dandan of Lushui Keng.
The huge stone in the sea is the forbidden stone. Finally, there is the ashram of Suichu Palace.
Rumors are just rumors.
The Taoist companion of the former palace master Wu Shuangjiang, she had mediocre Taoist qualifications and liked to collect rare treasures from all over the world. Wu Shuangjiang took her to travel around the world, and all the things she liked would be brought back to the New Year's Eve Palace by Wu Shuangjiang.
After Cheng Quan learned about the series of deeds, he asked tentatively: "Palace Master Wu, do you have any landscape paintings that you can take a look at?"
Wu Shuangjiang stopped. Water mist rose in the river outside Xielong Stone. The river water was like a mirror. In the water pattern scroll, only a crazy-looking female cultivator could be seen, laughing wildly and raising a
She patted her head as her rotten arm fell like ashes.
She was so frustrated that she went crazy and threatened to kill her, which would be an extra military achievement. However, she actually asked the young official to kill the culprit and destroy Tuoyue Mountain...
Then there was a golden thunderbolt, which turned the body of the immortal female cultivator into powder.
Since the scroll had its head and tail cut off, Cheng Quan looked confused as to what was going on.
As for the great demon in the Immortal Realm, Cheng Quan certainly recognized him. The female nun named Fanlu was once the leader of a sect that divided the wild world.
It seems that she can only rely on a life-extending lamp to lose part of her soul and then borrow a corpse to resurrect the soul. But this is the lowest form of corpse exhumation. After all, demon monks are far more powerful than human Qi practitioners.
Pay attention to the "true body". Many magic techniques and the foundation of the great road are closely related to the true body. Therefore, the demon monks fall into more situations than the human monks.
What's more, even if you can start over, it will be difficult to follow the same old path of practice in your previous life. Since you can't follow the old path familiarly, how can your future practice be smooth?
Therefore, for any sect in the wild world, every time a life-extending lamp is enshrined in the ancestral hall, it is almost a business that is destined to lose money.
Even if the sect leader can rely on the life-extending lamp, the next step is often a change of dynasty without any suspense.
Although Cheng Quan couldn't figure out the joints, it didn't stop Lao Jianxiu from smiling.
Being beheaded by others in Tuoyue Mountain is like a Taoist official being hacked to death in Baiyujing, or a Confucian monk being beaten by outsiders in the Chinese Confucian Temple.
Happy and happy.
As expected, our Lord Yin Guan is still as compassionate as ever!
Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It's really frustrating. If Fan Lu had been upright and fought with the young Yin Guan, he wouldn't have died so useless. It's just that this battle at Tuoyue Mountain was too weird, just like the founding disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain.
, the culprit teamed up with Chen Pingan to kill this group of monks from the upper five realms of the wilderness who stayed as guests in Tuoyue Mountain."
Cheng Quan was shocked and said: "This group?! It's not just the old witch Fan Lu?"
Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said, "More."
The old swordsman laughed heartily, "It's true that I didn't fight back when I had an argument with Lord Yin Guan."
Wu Shuangjiang laughed it off.
The old swordsman was filled with emotions.
This Lord Yin Guan truly never disappoints.
Wu Shuangjiang suddenly smiled and asked: "Cheng Quan, who do you hate most in your life?"
Cheng Quan was silent.
Of course I will hate a lot, just those monster beasts, can you count them?
But the person Cheng Quan hates the most is actually himself.
I hate my lack of swordsmanship in this life. I hate myself for being timid. Even Dong Sangen and Qi Tingji dared to scold Dong Sangen and Qi Tingji. As for the old deaf children, they are not worthy of Cheng Quan's waste of spit. But such a number one swordsman has not even liked two people in this life.
I dare not say a word.
Some things don't wait for anyone.
Some people don't wait for anyone either.
Cheng Quan looked sad.
Wu Shuangjiang said: "Sword repair Huiting of Hongye Sword Sect, you must remember it, right?"
Cheng Quan's eyes instantly became sharp.
Cheng Quan and his best friend Zhao Gezhen once had a private agreement. The next time Huiting appeared on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, if Huiting could not be cut into eight pieces, both parties would be treated as dumb from now on. Unfortunately, Huiting
A hundred years ago, the natal flying sword "Zi Fen" was broken on the battlefield. After falling, he recuperated in the sect and did not participate in the last battle.
Wu Shuangjiang said: "There is another scroll, take a look at it yourself."
It turned out that it was to kill the Nascent Soul Sword Master Huiting of the Red Leaf Sword Sect.
Chen Pingan let go of a demon monk in the Immortal Realm. Of course, the latter's vitality was seriously damaged after the battle at Tuoyue Mountain.
Huiting chose to trade his life for a life for a demon clan immortal who had never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
On that battlefield, first the sword light fell straight down, chopping off Huiting's head, splitting everything in two on the spot. Then, an unparalleled sword light swept across and cut it in half.
Then use a suspended thunder bureau to slowly refine the monk's soul with the Five Thunder Method.
The most terrifying thing is that in the dazzling thunder bureau with endless Taoist charm, there are two golden characters that have been forcibly peeled off, which are the real names of Huiting's demon clan.
A horrific killing that can send chills down the spine of onlookers.
There are many wars in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. On the battlefield, there are tragic scenes and endless ruthless methods.
Just talking about Mi Yu, Nalan Caihuan, Qi Shou, these sword cultivators, in the eyes of the wild monster clan, are they nothing good?
And the reason why this scroll makes people feel uncomfortable is because the person who took action was Chen Ping'an.
But Cheng Quan is definitely an exception.
There is absolutely no feeling that anything is wrong.
Wu Shuangjiang put away the secret technique, and the scroll disappeared with the water.
Just like that, life is impermanent, and people's whereabouts are unpredictable.
Wu Shuangjiang went to the Stork Tower.
The old swordsman thanked Palace Master Wu, and then walked alone by the river, with a relaxed expression and a carefree smile, which was what Lord Yin Guan could do.
In the past, when we were fighting side by side on the wall, during the war breaks, we could not scold the young hidden official.
As soon as the old man turned around, he seemed to have no time to restrain his smile, and suddenly burst into tears.
careless.
Inside Stork Tower.
Wu Shuangjiang gradually climbed up to the top floor. The door opened by itself and he walked into a room.
In the history of Qing Ming Tian Xia, Sui Chu Gong was always a barely second-rate sect until Wu Shuangjiang appeared. He raised Sui Chu Gong to the top sect in the world entirely by his own efforts.
In addition to Wu Shuangjiang's extremely high attainments in Taoism, it can be said that he regards all bottlenecks as nothing, but what really makes Wu Shuangjiang fearful among monks all over the world is his unique ability to preach and teach.
Therefore, in Sui Chu palace, Wu Shuangjiang was famous for speaking the truth.
In the house, in addition to Bai Luo, the watcher of the year, there was also Gao Ping, a Taoist official who was in charge of literature and literature.
There were three other people. One of them just looked at a Taoist official who was about the same age as Gao Ping. He had a very heroic face in his youth. He changed his name to Huan Jing and his Taoist name was "Wu Hao".
There was also an old man who was nicknamed "The Great Talker" in private, whose pseudonym was Chang You. He didn't even flinch when he saw the Master of the Palace of Sui Chu who had crossed the threshold.
The last one is a ghost immortal with an incomplete soul, his surname is Yang, but he has already left his master and family, and has been in seclusion in Suizhi Palace for many years. This is the first time he has left the dojo.
Wu Shuangjiang was the first to sit cross-legged and said with a smile: "You're welcome."
Outside the Stork Tower, the clouds and water are flowing, and I share your sorrow.
In the Stork Tower, who are the heroes and strategists worthy of sitting together?
Some people seem to exist only in books.
Then some people seemed to have stepped out of the book.
And this book is called Wu Temple.
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Haoran Tianxia, Tongyezhou, Demon Town Tower.
The vision of heaven and earth with mountains, rivers and gods offering incense together outside the building gradually dissipated.
Among them, one stick of water incense and one stick of mountain incense came respectively from an old man from Shujian Lake, who was the imitator of Bai Yujing, and from Chunyang Taoist Lu Yan.
"Now that I have made a decision about the merits that those senior brothers left for you, I still have to remind you."
The Holy Master smiled and joked: "If all your merits are gone, there will be no rewards if you do it out of selfish motives, so don't take any chances."
Chen Pingan nodded.
Without saying a word, Chen Ping'an sacrificed the "Little Fengdu" that was not his natal flying sword, "I'd like to ask the Holy Master to help open the restriction."
The Holy Master is not surprised either. A young man who can't even embroider a tiger to break the Taoist heart has a bright mind. It's not surprising.
But he was not in a hurry to take action. The Holy Master asked with a smile for no reason: "Isn't it outrageous that a Taoist cultivator still doesn't have a Taoist title?"
It was rare for Chen Ping'an to smile awkwardly. He couldn't say to the Holy Master that he was extremely good at naming, just because there were so many candidates for the title, but because there were so many that he didn't know how to choose, right?
The Holy Master asked again: "When you go to Qingming World in the future, have you decided on a pseudonym?"
Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "I haven't thought about this yet."
As for pseudonyms, there are quite a few, including Chen Haoren from Luzhou in Beiju, Cao Mo from Tongyezhou, and Dou Yi from Wucai Tianxia. As for Qingming Tianxia, there is one!
But the Holy Master smiled and said: "It's good that you know it yourself. There is no need to tell me, so as not to reveal the secret."
Then the Holy Master stretched out his hand and twisted the flying sword with two fingers. There was no need for Qingtong to open the ban on the Demon Suppressing Tower. He just gently threw the flying sword outside the Demon Suppressing Tower and turned it into a slender thread.
The flowing firefly flew thousands of miles away in an instant and disappeared in the night.
Suddenly, like countless stars gradually falling into the wilderness of the world, the lights were brilliant, lighting up one after another on the earth, gradually becoming denser, as if there were hundreds of billions of stars shining in and out, countless. In that ruined city, in that wilderness
If the ridge is dotted with fluorescent light, it looks like a person walking alone with a lamp in a trance, or someone walking together with a pair of lamps. They are all lonely ghosts who have died without a burial place and can only wander around. There are dense clusters of lights.
The land is the broken mountains and rivers of Tongye Island, no one collects the waste tents, the flags are returned to the horses and the broken flags, the battlefield sites of various sizes, in the endless dilapidated cities, it is still too late to hold the water and land ceremony after the restoration of the country.
, the souls of the dead who cannot be memorialized, but the ghost spirits gather together and have deep obsessions. After death, they still hope to protect the various heroic spirits of a mountain and river, wearing dilapidated armors, lights gathering, the trickles are few and they become rivers, and the fire is faint.
It can set fire to the wild. The lights everywhere flickered together and then parted, just like pedestrians on the road, eventually going their separate ways. In the many government offices and private academies, there seemed to be the sound of books, as if reading at night, and there were dim lights like those crossing the river, or
Running quickly against the wind, or hesitating to move forward, looking back, there is the market, the countryside, the light is sparse, just like the flickering lights of the cold window, the lights meet on the road, stopping to move forward is like meeting an old friend. There is the Taiping Mountain, supporting the qi.
In the places where the sects such as Zong and Yuzhigang were destroyed, there seemed to be lights, as if the monks were rising up in the wind, bringing bursts of fluorescent light in the dark night. There were lights of equal height in various parts of the continent, like a couple, living together.
Life or death, no one wants to say goodbye, and there is a gap between the heights and the lows. It is almost the adults holding the hands of their children, as if the parents are lowering their heads to comfort the children. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the parents are by your side...
The Holy Master turned to look at the guest in green shirt beside him.
The young man who had been watching in silence before, when he saw the last scene, his eyes were filled with tears, his lips were trembling, and his face was wrinkled.
The Holy Master waited quietly for the young people beside him, calming down his emotions bit by bit.
The young man turned his head, took several deep breaths, then turned his head again, and silently bowed to the Holy Master in thanks.
The old man turned sideways and returned the courtesy.
Look at the time, it will be a new year soon.
So when Chen Pingan straightened up and stood up, he realized that he was no longer in Tongyezhou Town Demon Building.
But to return to the top of Dayue Sui Mountain.
It is said that in ancient times, there was a solar term courtyard in Suishan, in which there was a spring drum. Beating this drum was to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new in the vast world, and to announce the coming of spring to the world.
But for some reason, no one has been beating drums to welcome the spring in Suishan for too many years.
Chen Ping'an, who was standing on the high platform of the solar term courtyard, stared blankly at the huge spring drum and took a deep breath.
Chen Pingan began to beat the drum.
Beat the spring drum, and the whole world welcomes spring.