Chapter nine hundred and sixty-ninth wind and snow old once acquainted
(Sorry, sorry for the late update.)
The snow is white and the clothes are like snow. I doubt the snowman is the same thing.
Qin Buyi always felt that this person looked familiar, but she carefully searched her inner memories, but no one matched her number.
Cui Dongshan and Na Qin Bujie smiled big and brightly, then lowered their voices and begged Senior Song to move and watch the battle from a distance, so as not to prevent the two martial artists from being unable to use their hands and feet in this mountain-top challenge.
Then he took Wang Manmeng and the others away from the city gate. Cui Dongshan planned to choose the roof of a high-rise mansion as a place to watch the battle. However, in today's snowy night, the snow and wind were blowing, and the sight was blocked. Qian Houer's realm was too high.
Low, it is destined to be unclear about the punches of both parties. In the previous conversation between Mr. and Han Wanzhan, Cui Dongshan made some moves, and Wang Manmeng was not able to hear it clearly. When he knows the identities of the two parties tonight, he regrets it.
Kill them.
Both sides of Wenquan were facing each other from afar on the street, neither of them were in a hurry to take action.
Han Guanghu stood there, just lifting his boots. When he set foot again, the entire street with more than a foot of snow seemed to be rushed by scalding hot water. The mist rose. When the old warrior slowed down,
Breathing steadily, it was like paving a ground dragon. The road was extremely dry, and the falling snow melted away without waiting for it to hit the ground. In the end, only the area around Chen Ping'an's feet was still covered with snow.
Song Yushao followed Cui Dongshan out of the street and looked back at the strange phenomenon at the corner. The old man smiled, who said we warriors are not immortals?
Cui Dongshan knew very well that why he wanted to take the boxing, of course it had something to do with Han Wanzhan's unethical behavior, but besides that, it also had selfish motives.
I want to make Senior Song feel at ease.
How to rest assured?
It's very simple. As long as the old man has seen with his own eyes the current boxing skills of the boy who carried the sword in the past, he can really feel at ease.
Song Yushao hesitated for a moment, gathered his voices together, and asked the young man in white beside him: "Sect Master Cui, can your husband win?"
While eating hot pot earlier, I heard Chen Ping'an talk about several students and disciples. Cui Dongshan is now the first sect leader of Qingping Sword Sect.
When the old man was alone with Chen Ping'an, he never had any restraints in speaking, so it was nothing to call him by his first name. However, on Cui Dongshan's side, Song Yushao changed his name.
If a junior is academically successful, can write a few couplets, speak a few words of sage teachings, or is named in the golden list, and shines on the lintel of the family, the old man will definitely be happy, but he may not be completely relieved. The officialdom is ups and downs, the official career is treacherous, and the public practice
Intrigue and intrigue... In the same way, when walking in the world, people's hearts are sinister, especially those with good fist skills have nothing to do with good or evil, and we have to admit that the more young people abide by the morality of the world, the easier it is to suffer. Song Yushao is an old man in the world, and it is true.
But he is not pedantic and rigid, so when looking at the road under Chen Pingan's feet, the old man is even more embarrassed. He not only hopes that Chen Pingan will go straight and climb smoothly, but also hopes that this young man who has high hopes for him will not be injured because he believes in morality and follows the rules...
Perhaps this kind of ambivalence only exists among elders who have younger generations.
"Senior Song, just call me Dongshan."
No matter how honest Cui Dongshan is, if he dares to talk nonsense to Han Wanzhan, he is not secretly poking at the disgusting person, but openly provoking him, but he does not dare to smile playfully on Song Yushao.
"My husband will never lose. Even if he is boxing with Cao Ci, on the surface, he has indeed lost four games in a row. But my husband has his own ideas. It is just that the losing boxing is outside and the winning boxing is up to him. But this state of mind is not enough.
For the sake of outsiders, it’s enough for Cao Ci to understand, and of course Senior Song must also be aware of it."
Song Yushao said: "I'm worried about this sudden sparring. Your husband not only wants to win the fist in a grand manner, but also needs to master the proportion and heat. It will be even more difficult and it will be too much of a disadvantage."
A layman can watch the excitement, while an expert can watch the door. Song Yushao's martial arts level is not high, but he has been used to traveling in the world, dealing with all three religions and nine streams, and is familiar with the ways of the world, so he understands the Samadhi in his heart.
Cui Dongshan lowered his head and rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay, Senior Song, you don't know, right? Earlier in our Xiandu Mountain Exiled Immortal Peak, Mr. Tong Yezhou Huang Yiyun once taught a boxing match. He was beating her.
This broke the bottleneck of the first level of Qi in the Tenth Realm. Just because the gentleman's punches were very measured, instead of hurting the harmony, Pushan Yuncaotang is now an ally on the mountain who has officially concluded an alliance with Qingping Sword Sect.
For one hundred and two years, the descendants of the two families have had frequent exchanges with each other, which is probably considered a 'family friend' friendship."
Back then in Shushui Kingdom, Song Yushao washed his hands in the golden basin and chose to withdraw from the world. Su Lang, the green bamboo swordsman who had become famous in Songxi Kingdom, broke the rules of the world and insisted on competing with Song Yushao. He had just joined the ranks.
After reaching the golden state, he impatiently visited Jianshui Villa, intending to step on the shoulders of the Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom and secure his position as the best swordsman in several countries in the central Aquarius Continent. However, he was killed by a real man.
The young "Sword Immortal" forced Su Lang to retreat and beat him back into the town. Later, in order to retrieve the bamboo yellow scabbard, Chen Pingan found Ma Guixian during the meeting in the Confucian Temple and even fought.
, he did not hesitate to quarrel with the lineage of the female Martial God Pei Bei and the Daduan Dynasty of Middle-earth. Unfortunately, this boy Chen Pingan took action twice, and the old man had never seen it with his own eyes.
The old man believed in his own judgment of people. When he first met the sword-carrying boy in his hometown, he had already determined that Chen Pingan's future martial arts path would not be slow or bad.
But Song Yushao never expected that this day would come so quickly, so early, so...preemptively.
On the street, Chen Pingan looked around and saw an empty city with only a few spectators.
In the past, at Jianqi Great Wall, it was always very lively whenever the second shopkeeper asked people about boxing.
Han Guanghu reminded: "I still mean it, don't hide your secrets, otherwise Grandmaster Chen will hit people in the face during this questioning."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "After this fight is over as soon as possible, the junior will treat the senior to a drink."
Han Guanghu laughed dumbly, but the young man could say kind words.
Qin Buyi and his party rushed to the city head against the wind. Jian Jian took out the Daquan Dynasty's national sword "Mingquan" from his armpit, brushed away the snow on the wall beside him, and grinned, "No injustice or enmity.
, it’s not like we met on a narrow road, we just met, and now we’re starting to fight?”
Are all pure martial artists who have reached the realm just martial arts idiots who like to fight whenever they meet?
Jian Jian can't help but worry a little bit. Will Old Han be okay? Everyone in the world says that boxing is afraid of young people, so he would kill the old master with random punches. What's more, Old Han has fallen into trouble now, and has found the root cause of his illness. He coughs every day. He carries those few pills with him.
Bottles of miraculous medicine from the mountains always treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If Mr. Zeng hadn't reminded Jian Ming not to be willful, Jian Ming would have wanted to go to the Qinghu Palace in Qingjing Mountain to steal a few "feathering pills". On the other hand, the young hermit official, still young and strong,
He has risen very quickly, and he has seen big scenes. Now he is at the peak of his power. His weather, state of mind, physique, and momentum are all at their peak. Mr. Han really knows how to pick an opponent, how to fight?
Pine resin said: "Don't worry, the murderous intent of both parties is not heavy, and they will stop it. If we meet, the opportunity is rare. The competition between martial arts masters is not as good as the battle between immortal masters. The latter is difficult to find out and fill in the gaps. When a martial artist asks about boxing, as long as he does not use ruthlessness,
If the hand is not focused on life and death, even if it is injured, it will be of great benefit in the long run."
How many masters are there in a continent? In Aaizhou, where martial arts are rare, only Pei Axiang from Lei Gong Temple is in the tenth level of martial arts. If Pei Axiang wants to learn martial arts, he has to travel across continents.
I would definitely not go to Luzhou. Wang Fusu, an old man with a bad mouth, is the number one martial artist in Liuxiazhou, and she is a woman. In addition, Pei Axiang himself does not travel far and likes peace and quiet.
Therefore, after reaching the final level, he punched very few times, resulting in Pei Axiang still not being able to reach the first level of Guizhen.
Mr. Zeng said with a smile: "This is because neither of them has murderous intent. As for the murderous intent in them, it is due to their respective fists being too strong. In the eyes of laymen, it becomes murderous intent."
There is no doubt that neither of them have murderous intentions. Whether it is Han Wanzhan of Jinjiazhou or the young hidden official in the summer palace, in a broad sense, they can be regarded as comrades standing side by side. Maybe deep down in their hearts, both sides have a little sympathy for each other.
It’s just that Mr. Han is too thin-skinned to say anything. After all, if it weren’t for the army of the Wild Demon Clan, they would have been blocked at the Great Sword Qi Wall for many years. Especially compared to the expectations that were first deduced, the Savage Clan would have been blocked at the Great Sword Qi Wall.
At least two to three more years are needed outside, which means that the Zhongtu Confucian Temple and Jinjiazhou Mountain have two or three more years of preparation. Otherwise, Jinjiazhou's casualties will be even more severe, and tens of millions more people will die at every turn.
However, it is no child's play for two people to compete in a boxing match. As long as one party wants to determine a clear winner, any accident may happen.
Besides, the punches that Mr. Han used to press the bottom of the box were indeed very powerful.
Qin Buji patiently explained: "To put it simply, martial artists practice boxing and temper their bodies. The reason why they have to constantly ask people about boxing is that stones from other mountains can attack jade. The human body is a small world, the muscles and bones are like the veins of mountains and rivers, and the blood is like the rivers of Dadu."
, a good Wenquan is like moving mountains and rivers, breaking and then erecting, creating a smooth path, which can make a breath of pure Qi flow faster. In the history of Haoran, it is said that there have been several great masters with extremely profound martial arts attainments.
In addition to his own boxing skills, he is also extremely good at teaching and feeding others. Not only can he move mountains and seas for the younger generation, but he can even help others recover from their injuries. Of course, this is just a rumor."
Mr. Zeng said: "I am fortunate enough to have met two of the masters that Daoist Fellow Qin calls him."
Jian Ming asked curiously: "Which two?"
Mr. Zeng said slowly: "Zhang Tiaoxia from China and Cui Cheng from Aquarius Island."
Jian Jian said: "Of course I have heard of Zhang Tiaoxia, who was the best martial artist in the world before Pei Bei. Everyone knows about it. But who is this Cui Cheng? He is actually a local martial artist in Aquarius Continent. Why?"
Not famous?"
Mr. Zeng said: "Martial men at the foot of the mountain are not monks on the mountain. Their lifespan is limited. The road to death is not a word deliberately used by monks to belittle martial artists. Therefore, often after a hundred years, people and deeds are just old stories that can be called anecdotes.
The almanac is over, and this person has always regarded himself as a scholar. Later, there was a family incident, and the name was removed from the family ancestral hall genealogy. Now you young people in Aquarius Continent have never heard of this name. It is not surprising. "
Qin Buyi suddenly said: "Senior Brother Zhang once met a foreign scholar in scholar's clothing who was traveling in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. At that time, the old man seemed to be in a state of despair. He only claimed that his surname was Cui and did not want to reveal his real name. He was sometimes sober and sometimes crazy, as if he was a little mad.
There were signs of being possessed. A chance encounter. Because they met and liked each other, the senior brother was unwilling to explore the identity of the other person. He just escorted this person for a journey through mountains and rivers. Whenever this person was awake, he talked well and was knowledgeable. Among them,
This sentence is still fresh in Senior Brother Zhang's memory. This person once said that when a man conducts his life, he should be truthful in his words, sincere in his treatment of others, upright in his conduct, rigorous in his studies, and reasonable in his punches."
Mr. Zeng nodded with a smile and said: "What Cui Cheng has wanted in his life is actually simple to say, but it is just to do it in the right way."
Qin Buyi glanced at the man in a blue cotton-padded coat. Could it be that this man's rough situation was also the work of the person who gave you the knife?
The three lines of purging wronged people have different levels of layout in the eight continents of Haoran. Only in Aquarius Continent, it seems that because Xishan Jianyin's line ran into a wall and suffered a big suffering, they all quit quickly. Qin
It is said that the senior brother who was not suspicious was able to leave Aquarius Continent alive with several direct disciples because someone missed the old friendship and made an exception to let them go.
Mr. Zeng laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "No matter how courageous I am, I would not dare to trade with Cui Cheng on credit. Otherwise, I will be tired of life and destined to be unable to leave Aquarius Continent."
There were two groups of spectators, Qin Buyi and the others were on the city head side, while Cui Dongshan had chosen a high-rise rooftop with a relatively wide view.
When the two people on the street were about to throw a punch, Chen Pingan suddenly raised his head, looked towards the city, and waved his hand.
Han Guanghu didn't know what was going on, neither punching nor holding back was right, and he couldn't look back stupidly. If Chen Pingan took this opportunity to suddenly attack, wouldn't he end up being knocked down by a few punches?
Chen Ping'an's reputation as a boxer is now widely spread among a small group of martial artists at the top of Haoran Mountain, which is not good.
Cui Dongshan sighed quietly, and immediately followed his husband's line of sight, and saw a tall woman standing on the top of the city, appearing silently. She stood alone in the wind and snow, squinting and smiling.
As long as she didn't want people to know about it, even an immortal like Cui Dongshan who thought he could hit two immortals with one hand would not notice it at all.
She is still as good to her husband as ever.
But how did she return to the earth from heaven?
Song Yushao also saw the figure of the woman and asked doubtfully: "Who is this?"
Cui Dongshan said cautiously: "You can be regarded as Sir's sword attendant?"
Song Yushao smiled and said, "As long as it's not that kind of relationship."
Cui Dongshan seemed to be frozen like a quail, absolutely daring not to talk to him.
Qin Buyi subconsciously held down the hilt of the sword, as if facing a formidable enemy, and turned to look at the uninvited guest. There was no pomp and show like the great sword fairy Mi Yu had shown before, but it made Qin Buyi feel that this female cultivator was... Heaven and Earth.
itself.
Rosin turned around and wanted to move forward, trying to protect everyone, but was horrified to find that he was stuck in mud, and it was difficult to even lift his feet.
In an instant, this Luoyang wooden guest found that his Taoist heart had been condensed, his spiritual energy was frozen, and his rosin was full of various magical powers. It was as if he had temporarily returned everything to a God who came to collect debts?
Mr. Zeng still maintained his original posture of looking at the street, motionless, not turning around or moving, and even forced himself not to think.
The woman in white did not interact with Qin Buyi and the others. She just floated from the top of the city to the street and passed by Han Guanghu. The latter was about to punch.
It's not that he's testing the other person's depth, or that he doesn't know the importance of it, and wants to follow an elusive female cultivator for no reason, but that there is an unreasonable illusion in the old man's heart. If he can't use this punch, he will regret it for the rest of his life, and he will want to do it again in the future.
Returning to the true level is just an idiot's dream. In addition, the old martial artist still has an inexplicable feeling of overwhelming victory. The destined enemy is here, the natural enemy is here, and he should deliver this fist for the martial arts in the world!
Chen Ping'an shook his head slightly unnoticeably, and then asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"
She smiled and said, "It's a bit boring to wait."
It seemed that as soon as the two sides started talking about old times, the whole snowy world returned to normal operation.
When she passed by Han Guanghu, she deliberately slowed down and turned to look at the old martial artist who wanted to punch.
She did not speak, but the lake in Han Guanghu's heart was already stirring, and the old man could clearly hear her cold voice, which was slightly sarcastic.
"He is still somewhat capable. At a young age, he was able to understand the shattered edict at the pinnacle of martial arts. Unfortunately, due to his mediocre qualifications and numerology, he is doomed to fail in reaching the top. The common people on earth will not be able to see the true God."
"Who are you……"
"Speak with all your strength and I will tell you the answer."
Han Guanghu couldn't say another word.
Chen Pingan smiled and introduced Han Guanghu: "Grandmaster Han, she is the elder in my family."
She turned around, walked backwards, stopped beside Chen Pingan, stared at the old martial artist, she smiled softly, and corrected: "That's right, that's right, the person next to you is my master."
She smiled and said: "That Lu Chen is a bit difficult to kill, but as long as you are ruthless, it is not impossible to kill him."
Over the past ten thousand years, there have actually been several unknown "watersheds" in the mighty river of time. For her, they were the ferry crossings.
There are only a handful of "Taoist priests" who have the strength to appear at these ancient ferries in the world. This is just to say that the number of Taoist monks who can appear at the ferries is less than the number of hands. So those who can stop the sword light, of course
There will only be less.
Of course, she is not willing to take advantage of this innate advantage and bully young monks like Lu Chen or Yu Dou. In addition, once she acts like this, the involvement is too wide, and it is easy for the long river of time to appear one or two tributaries out of thin air, and the future is unpredictable.
There is really no need. During his lifetime, Qi Jingchun had gone up the river twice. With the help of two time ferries, and once as a bystander, he had witnessed with his own eyes the scene of "the world's Taoist officials gathered in groups of blue cranes, joining hands to kill each other"
The "One Continent and One Land Sinking" battle between the "Outer Heaven Demon" and the "Outer Heavenly Demon" happened at the moment of everyone in the world, but two hundred years ago, Qi Jingchun and Daozu had a unique question in the dojo of the Lotus Little Cave.
Chen Pingan shook his head.
She nodded.
Indeed, a period of sixty years, or even three to five hundred years, is indeed dispensable to her, and safety can be ignored.
No matter how boring it is to stay outside, just wait patiently.
As a sword holder, in the past when the law of heaven was still at its peak, he once cut off three hundred years of time with one sword, causing the entire long river of time to cut off and turn into nothingness.
Thousands of years ago, among the five supreme gods in the ancient heaven, except for that one, the other four gods all followed their own ways. Otherwise, there would not have been the battle between fire and water that caused the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse.
She smiled and said: "Young man, please be polite when talking to my master from now on."
Han Guanghu was extremely awkward, neither speaking nor nodding.
Even if you can't beat him, you still have to have character.
She stretched her body and said, "Come back, Master, remember to go to the outer world earlier to refine the sword. It should be sooner rather than later. We can't delay it any longer."
Before Chen Pingan could say anything, the next moment, the long river of time in the city began to flow backwards. Except for the two people on the street who were the mainstays and were not disturbed by the running water, only Cui Dongshan on the roof and Mr. Zeng on the city wall were also exceptions. The rest of the people,
It was like I had never seen the woman in white from beginning to end.
She has returned to the outer world, coming and going in such a hurry that no trace can be found.
Chen Pingan looked embarrassed and said: "Grandmaster Han, shall we continue?"
Han Guanghu shook his sleeves and said angrily: "I'm still spanking you."
I'm being yelled at by a bitch over and over again, young man. The key is that I don't dare to talk back. Why should I fight with you, her master? Damn it, I've never been so aggrieved in my life.
For a moment, Chen Pingan saw that Han Guanghu's face became dull, and then he gave a thumbs up to himself and said something that made Chen Pingan confused, "I misunderstood you. Let's wait for each other."
Let’s return to our true nature and have a good fight with each other. Let’s have a drink today and Shanzhu Chen will treat us!”
Cui Dongshan stood up, but it was a pity that he had prepared many golden sentences for Han Wanzhan, such as how to catch punches with your face, and you will win if you don't punch...all of them were of no use.
Song Yushao frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Cui Dongshan made up a lame excuse that he didn't even believe, "Han Wanzhan and my husband seemed to be standing still, but in fact they had a fierce fight, and Mr. Han was the loser."
Of course Song Yushao didn't believe it, so he just laughed it off and didn't bother to ask the truth.
Cui Dongshan took the lead and led the way to the house where Wang Manmeng stayed. He then summoned Qian Hou'er and several others, moved two tables, prepared drinks, and asked Qian Hou'er to behave well and go to the kitchen to fry some delicious dishes.
On the way here, Jian Ming asked in his heart: "Old Han, why didn't you fight?"
The old man looked helpless and said: "I turned over the almanac temporarily and found that it is not a good time to ask about boxing today, but to drink and eat vegetables."
Jian Ming asked: "What about tomorrow?"
The old man glared and said, "Go and look through the almanac yourself!"
Jian Jian will not continue joking. If you don’t fight well, Mr. Han, you have old arms and legs. You can fight any way you want to show off your power. As an old man, if you lose a fight, you may lose the reputation you have accumulated all your life.
Went in.
Qin Busuo was worried, and Rosin was even more puzzled. Only Mr. Zeng smiled as usual.
Cui Dongshan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Outside the house in the heavy snow, there are all the high-rollers sitting there. Good, good, good, good, we don't know each other until we fight, we will be friends from now on, eat big meat and drink from big bowls!"
Han Guanghu had a sullen face and drank a bowl of wine.
Chen Pingan held the bowl in both hands and started to do it first as a sign of respect.
After Jian Ming put down the wine bowl, he couldn't help but ask: "Chen Ping'an, the Sword Immortal of the Great Sword Qi Wall, is it true that there are so many rumors from the outside world?"
"To be concise, don't call Lord Chen Shan by his first name."
Mr. Zeng smiled and reminded his apprentice, and then asked Chen Ping'an: "Does Mr. Chen have a word, a self-title, or a Taoist name now?"
Chen Ping'an didn't take it seriously, shook his head and said with a smile: "There are none of these. There are just a few pseudonyms for traveling around the world. It's okay not to mention them. It's okay. You can just call them by their first names."
In my hometown, when I was young, it seemed that it was not easy to be called by my name.
He stayed in a foreign land for the longest time, so that he gradually became half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi in his hometown. In addition to his summer palace, he was actually often called by his first name in the wine shop.
This has always been the case between ordinary drinkers and the gambler. They would either call him Chen Ping'an directly, or they would jokingly call him "Second Shopkeeper".
Cui Dongshan said seriously: "On the other side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the number of sword cultivators in the upper five realms is actually not as exaggerated as the outside rumors say. But if we follow the rules of Haoran Tianxia, the number of Jindan and Nascent Soul realms is also
Counting 'Sword Immortals', there are quite a few. However, if the Great Wall of Sword Qi is regarded as a swordsmanship sect that has stood for thousands of years, and if every sword cultivator who has reached the fifth realm can hang a statue in the ancestral hall, then
The ancestral hall must be very big, with a huge house and high walls.”
Chen Pingan nodded lightly.
Cui Dongshan's statement is actually not an exaggeration at all.
Jian Jing said: "I must go to Feisheng City in the colorful world in the future."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Practice hard and you will have a chance."
Jian Ming couldn't help but said: "Chen Ping'an, if I remember correctly, we are about the same age, but your tone of voice is similar to that of my elder."
Chen Pingan joked: "It seems that this habit of being a teacher is not very good and needs to be changed."
Jian Ming grinned, "I heard that you have a good relationship with Empress Daquan?"
The last time I sneaked into Mirage City, I stole the "Famous Spring". It was a pity that I didn't get to see the emperor who was so powerful.
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Just forget about those gossips that are spread by false rumors."
Cui Dongshan's little chicken pecked the rice and said: "Whoever takes it seriously is a fool."
Qin Buyi asked directly: "Mr. Chen, have you ever heard of the Xishan Jianyin lineage among the three lines of purging wronged people?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm ashamed. I just heard it from a student. I've never heard of it before."
Qin Buji looked at this gentle man in green shirt and found it hard to imagine that this was the same man who used ruthless punches and kicks to leave Cao Ci with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Chen Ping'an of Aquarius Island has always been unknown, but the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall is famous all over the world.
It’s not about flowers blooming inside the wall and fragrant outside the wall, but flowers blooming outside the wall.
Therefore, the relationship between Luo Luoshan, Chen Ping'an, and the Great Li Dynasty of Aquarius Continent has been difficult for interested outsiders to figure out over the years, as if they were looking through the fog.
Qin Buyi was still quick-tongued, without any hidden details, and said directly: "My senior brother Liu Taozhi is a sword cultivator in the immortal realm. Like pine resin and I, he is also a ghost and immortal. He hopes that Mr. Chen
Being able to serve as the chief guest of the Xishan Jianyin lineage. If Mr. Chen is willing to serve as the supreme guest of the main hall, of course it would be better. I will work with Senior Brother Liu to try our best to facilitate this."
"The three lines of purging wrongs include casual cultivators, military generals, and swordsmen. They are not many in number. They are spread all over the vast nine continents, and there are also dead soldiers in the rest of the world."
Mr. Zeng turned his head and looked at the heavy snowfall outside the house, and laughed softly: "The injustice will be settled."
Cui Dongshan held it in for a long time. When the knife loaner interrupted, he finally had the opportunity to speak, "According to the situation."
Chen Pingan asked: "Senior, do you know who cut off the head of the late emperor of the Yu Dynasty?"
Qin Buyu said calmly: "My junior sister did it."
Cui Dongshan raised his arms high and was about to slap the table hard. Are you finished? Han Wanzhan is here to poach my senior sister. Miss Qin, why don't you just poach my husband?! It's just that
Sensing his husband's gaze, Cui Dongshan was full of momentum and just wiped the table lightly and said: "Master Qin, please stop trying to persuade me. My husband will not agree. There are many things, and these are purely external things."
It’s okay not to have a false title.”
Qin Buyi smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, you can take your time to think about it. Don't be in a hurry. Senior Brother Zhang and I will just wait for the news."
Cui Dongshan started to interrupt again, turning to look at the boring gourd man, "Friend Taoist resin, are you familiar with the guy whose real name is Zhang Zhi?"
Pine shook his head, "I'm not familiar with him. Zhang Zhi came down from the mountain early. I only met him in person in the mountains in his early years, so I don't have a deep memory."
"How to calculate seniority in the ancestral hall?"
"He called me uncle."
Cui Dongshan nodded and said suddenly: "We are from the same village, we are related by relatives, and the poor have higher seniority."
Rosin nodded and said, "That's pretty much the truth."
"Fellow Taoist resin, are you planning to leave the mountain?"
Pine resin was also happy, and with a hum, he actually revealed all the plans of the Luoyang Muke family, "Before the retreat, the old master changed his mind and put down his words, saying that it was shameful to hide in the mountains all the time, so let us go down the mountain to find three places to stay.
Point, except for the Middle-earth Divine Continent, which has been selected, the other two continents are yet to be determined and require on-site inspections. I am responsible for finding suitable sites in Aquarius and Tongye Continents. The old dragon in the south is near Dadu in the middle of Aquarius Continent.
The city is a good choice. Tongyezhou, Taohuadu outside Daquan Mirage City, Qishandu in the south, and Qingjing Mountain in the north are all candidate sites in my mind. The other six Haoran continents,
There are also six groups of Luoyang Mu Kes traveling around. This is also an internal competition for us. Whoever wins will be able to establish a sect."
Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Who convinced your old patriarch, the traitor Zhang Zhi, that he is so courageous? Is it because he is now rich and wealthy?"
Pine shook his head and said, "Zhang Zhi didn't dare to go back to the mountain. It was Mr. Fan's suggestion."
Cui Dongshan was not surprised either.
This business patriarch has a bright future.
The monks in the world today have not yet realized that once the ban on the Confucian Temple was opened according to the instructions of the Lisheng, the ancestors of hundreds of schools of thought ascended their respective paths, and there were no more worries and taboos.
Cui Dongshan asked: "Brother Rosin, what do you think of our Qingshan Crossing?"
Pine resin still said bluntly, "Not so."
I had taken a few glances at the Xiandu Mountain side before. The territory was too small and the foundation was too weak. The main reason was that the Qingping Sword Sect did not seem like a sect that was willing to make the sect noisy and chaotic. Swordsmanship sects in the world,
This has always been the case, and besides, as the leader of the four most difficult ghosts on the mountain, who would want to get close to Sword Cultivator? As long as there is a conflict, it is obvious that he will suffer a loss. When dealing with money, it is best to be clear and comfortable. When doing business, you are afraid of encountering unreasonable people.
goods.
Cui Dongshan quickly raised his two palms and waved them, "Brother Shuzhi, take a longer view and open your mind. This is the magnanimity you should have when opening your door to welcome customers and doing business."
Pine resin said straightforwardly: "Even if you say that we should go to Potian, I would not choose Qingshan Ferry. We have rules on the mountain. The other two locations, no matter which continent they are on, are not allowed to be close to the top immortal mansion, especially the swordsmanship sect."
Cui Dongshan said tentatively: "In Tongyezhou, there is a fairy house on the mountain with a long history, numerous talents, and simple folk customs. It is called Lingbi Mountain. It is not considered a top sect. There is an Xianjia Ferry near the door of his house, called Xianjia Ferry.
Yeyundu, do you think it's a coincidence or not? Is it fate? It's a mountain and it's wild. Mountain visitors and wild people, aren't we just like bastards staring at mung beans and falling in love with each other all of a sudden?"
Pine resin frowned and said: "Lingbi Mountain Yeyundu? Where is it specifically?"
Before Cui Dongshan could continue his deception, Chen Ping'an had already said: "Friends from the turpentine, don't choose this place. The limitations are too great. Even if you are willing to spend money to expand the ferry, it will be very difficult to dock a cross-continental ferry."
Rosin nodded, picked up the wine bowl, and drank it all in one gulp. The location must be chosen so that at least three cross-continental ferries can dock at the same time.
Cui Dongshan said: "What about the banks of the Ling River?"
Rosin thought for a while, "The Linghe River side is just fine. The land on both sides is vast, but it's still not as good as the Daquan Dynasty's Taoye Ferry and the south side's Qishan Ferry."
Cui Dongshan chuckled and said, "Then don't worry, just wait and see."
Chen Ping'an picked up the wine bowl and shook it gently. He was stunned and said in his heart: "I knew it."
The next moment, Chen Pingan was sitting on the railing of a long golden bridge, still holding the bowl of wine in his hand.
The woman in white smiled and said, "It's boring."
Chen Pingan looked around, "Isn't it true?"
She shook her head and said: "The situation ten thousand years ago is just what I think about. It's probably like what was said in the human books of later generations. We were familiar with the wind and snow in the past. We came to the door and opened the book again. The bright moon often reunited us, and it was difficult for old friends to meet again. By the way, I thought
Don’t you want to see the predecessors of Zheng Dafeng and Fan Junmao? You can chat with them for a few words. It’s hard to say whether it’s true or false.”
Chen Pingan shook his head, thought for a while, and asked curiously: "Are the two ascension platforms far from here?"
She smiled and said: "The distance between roads is a saying given by later generations. Wherever the heart goes, the sword light can reach it."
Chen Pingan finished his drink, lifted the white bowl in his hand, leaned forward, and asked: "If I drop the wine bowl, if there is no obstacle in the way, how many years will it be when the white bowl hits the ground?"
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She smiled and said: "Then give it a try?"
Chen Ping'an gently threw the wine bowl out of the bridge and said with a smile: "Ten thousand years of peace, ten thousand years of peace."
She reached out and rubbed Chen Pingan's head, "I hope the master will always be young."
Withdrawing her hand, she supported the railing with both hands, "It's different after all."
Chen Pingan held the back of his head with both hands, gently shook his legs outside the bridge railing, and chuckled: "This is not easy."
After a moment of silence, Chen Ping'an asked the biggest question in his heart, "Why do you want the world's magic to fall like rain in the first place?"
If it hadn't been for this heavy rain of swordsmanship and supernatural powers falling on the earth and the human world, there might not have been the subsequent rise of the human race.
She looked into the distance. There once was a person who looked after the stars for eternity alone. Year after year, she blinked with Chen Pingan beside her and said, "Ask and answer your own questions."