Chen Pingan smiled and picked up the book on the ground and patted the dust away.
By chance, Cen Yuanji walked down the mountain, and Zhu Lian and Wei Bo appeared at the mountain gate archway with warm trees and millet grains. Chen Lingjun burst into tears and called Brother Dafeng at the top of his voice.
Chen Ping'an immediately threw the book to Zheng Dafeng. Zheng Dafeng pushed the book with both hands and slapped the book to Taoist Xianwei. Xianwei quickly threw it to the old cook as if he was receiving a hot potato and beating a drum to pass flowers.
Zhu Lian was confused at first. He only looked at the title of the book on the cover. It was a serious book, but he didn't need the old cook to read the content. He didn't need to look at it. He only looked at the condition of the book, especially the pages with many dog-ears.
Knowing something was wrong, he looked calm, stretched out his hand to push Chen Lingjun's head away, and quietly put the book into his arms.
The group of people sat around the table, Nuanshu was responsible for serving tea and water, Xiao Mili distributed melon seeds, and gave Zheng Dafeng an extra pack of dried fish, which was regarded as receiving the wind and washing away the dust for Zheng Dafeng.
Even Cen Yuanji made an exception to stop practicing boxing and sat side by side with the two little girls. In any case, Zheng Dafeng was the first gatekeeper of Luolu Mountain. Although his eyes were wrong, he never had any trouble. This man left his hometown
Returning after many years, she should stop and sit down, both emotionally and logically.
Chen Lingjun and Zheng Dafeng sat on a bench, picked up one of Zheng Dafeng's hands, and patted the back of his hand, "Dafeng, brother, I miss you."
These are really not polite words. When Zheng Dafeng was the janitor, Chen Lingjun was very energetic every day. It was really a magical life. After all, Taoist Master Xianwei was not as funny as brother Dafeng.
Zhu Lian and Wei Bo were of course extremely happy for Zheng Dafeng's return home, but they did not exchange polite greetings with Zheng Dafeng. It was unnecessary for them to be close friends and fellow-minded people for many years.
If you really want to think about it, the first hilltop of Luolu Mountain was actually still the three of them, but later on they added Chief Zhou, who had a similar odor.
In fact, Chen Lingjun is not involved in the secret lineage of the Zhulou genealogy of Pei Qian and others, and he doesn't know what Yunzi thinks of the ancestor Jingqing who has been involved in it for so many years.
Zheng Dafeng raised his head and glanced at Luopo Mountain. The man nodded slightly, feeling quite proud. The flowers on the green mountain were blooming like embroidered cheeks, as if they were born for my return.
The man smiled again and looked at Cen Yuanji sitting across the table.
When I saw that Sister Cen was unmarried, she was probably infatuated and waiting for Brother Da Feng to come home?
Cen Yuanji nodded in greeting with a straight face.
Zheng Dafeng smiled knowingly, but Miss Cen remained as reserved as ever, always pretending not to care about her.
In the past few years, I have been running back and forth between the Liquor Shop in Feisheng City and the Winter Palace. Every time I drink and miss my hometown, I always think of Miss Cen practicing boxing up and down the mountain.
How could such a touching person be able to teach a loyal man who originally planned to keep his integrity for the rest of his life to change his mind five or six times at a glance.
Chen Pingan asked curiously: "How did you come back?"
A pure martial artist who wants to learn how to become a Qi warrior in the Ascension realm and travel to other worlds. After all, he is using his bare hands and cannot control the natal objects to clear the way, so he has to reach the level of a martial artist in the ultimate realm.
Especially if you want to "wade" in the long river of time without getting lost, it is indeed too harsh for a pure martial artist.
In addition, there is another way to go, which is to obtain exception approval from the Confucian Temple, such as Zhao Yao, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment of Dali, but this is because in addition to belonging to the lineage of literary saints, Zhao Yao can also be regarded as a white man in a certain sense.
There is also an unnamed disciple. It just so happens that the old scholar and Bai Ye both worked together to establish the merits of "creating the world" in the "beginning of Hongmeng" in the colorful world.
And Zheng Dafeng is obviously not on either path.
"The mountain people have their own clever ideas."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and took out a rare item from his sleeve, which was shining like a date stone. It was as long as a finger, but it didn't look like an old thing from the mountain.
Chen Pingan took it into his hand, weighed it a few times, but didn't feel it was heavy, and asked doubtfully: "Is it a shuttle for weaving?"
Zheng Dafeng tried his best again and said with a smile: "What kind of eyesight does the mountain master have? He only saw that this thing is a machine that moves the latitude? You can pour some spiritual energy into it and try it."
When Chen Ping'an poured the spiritual energy into the shuttle like water, a vision appeared in the unsophisticated thing. Within the fine wood grain of the shuttle, there was a flash of rainbow light, like an arrow flying by. If he held his breath and concentrated,
If you look carefully for a long time, you can occasionally see a white horse stepping on the rainbow light of flying arrows, like a bird fluttering on a branch. The white horse ignores the waterway constraints of the "river bed" wood grain and shuttles between the longitude and latitude. What a wonderful sight.
The sun and the moon fly by, time flies by, white horses pass by, and cattle and donkeys walk on the bridge. Is it a talisman token that can ignore the rules of the road and travel through the long river of time at will?
Zheng Dafeng left his hometown in his early years and had an agreement with Old Man Yang. There were arrangements for when and how to return to Haoran Tianxia.
Zheng Dafeng began to brag about how Wang Po was selling melons. He patted the table with his palm and acted like a storyteller, saying: "In ancient times, in the old Yuzhou in the north of Chuzhou, there were many thunderstorms during the day. Over time, it became a big swamp, and the water contained
The true meaning of thunder and lightning. Later, an unknown Taoist Sanxian was boating in Lei Ze, making nets for fishing. He accidentally picked up a shuttle and hung it on the fishing net. When the shuttle came out of the water and appeared in the world, there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
A sudden thunderstorm came, and the shuttle turned into a dragon and ran away, turned into a rainbow, and fled far away without a trace. According to legend, this thing has a very important origin. It was once the Five Thunder Courtyard among the three departments of the Ministry of Thunder in the ancient times. It was specially used to drive away mountains.
It can move lakes, blow sea waves and raise and lower yin and yang. In particular, this object is one of the important tokens used to slay land floods, droughts, and trespassing dragons."
Chen Pingan nodded when he heard this. In ancient Shu, it rained all day and night, and the water was breathable from the sea. Therefore, the wine in the gourd and gourd hung by Chunyang Taoist was brewed from the powerful water of the Chongdan River. In addition, the territory of Yuzhou was often thundered during the day.
Deter thousands of dragons.
Zheng Dafeng encouraged: "Brother Jingqing, why don't you touch and see such a priceless and rare thing?"
Because Chen Ping'an deliberately kept the power of thunder in his palm at this moment, so that it would not pour out. Otherwise, Chen Lingjun, a dragon like Hongxia who is close to the water, just glanced at it, just like an ordinary person looking up at the scorching sun for a long time.
, it really hurts the eyes and makes the face full of tears.
Chen Lingjun was eager to give it a try, but he was cautious about sailing the ten-thousand-year boat. He laughed and said, "Do you think I am a fool? With such a background, it must be very hot to tell you such a mysterious thing."
Xiao Mili said: "Children over there in the town often play the shuttle game."
In the past, when Pei Qian went to school, she, the right guardian of Qilong Lane, would often wait at the door of the school with the left guardian, one on the left and the other as doorkeepers, waiting for Pei Qian to finish school.
On the way back to Qilong Lane, I often see children from the market gathering in the streets, holding long wooden sticks, hitting one end of a short shuttle on the ground, causing the shuttle to fly into the air, and then hitting it with the stick. Whoever flies the farthest shuttle wins.
Children with good eyesight and strong strength can win more than a dozen shuttlecocks as bets. After all, the feather shuttlecocks have to be affixed with a few copper coins, but the short shuttlecocks are made of the most common wood and are worthless, so children from every family
There were all of them. Pei Qian had a lot of shuttles back then, all of which were made of wood by Shirou, the shopkeeper. Her playmate at that time was only Xiaomi Li, so when they played, whenever the shuttle went away, they would let the rider
Long Xiang Zuo Dharmaman took it back, and occasionally Pei Qian would do something bad. He saw the right moment, softly shouted "Go away", and accurately drove the wooden shuttle into the roadside toilet. In fact, he had already awakened and was able to reshape Qi Long Xiang.
One can imagine the mood and expression of Protector Zuo at that time.
So as long as Pei Qian is around, it really doesn't dare to succeed in refining its form.
Zheng Dafeng gave a thumbs up to Xiaomi Li, "I hit the nail on the head. This is the second level of origin of this shuttle, and the reason why it fell into my hands all the way. As expected, the right guardian has good eyesight. I haven't seen it for several years.
See you and be impressed!"
Xiaomi Li grinned, raised his hand and pressed it twice, "It's common knowledge, don't be weird."
Only with Zheng Dafeng and Liu Doudou, Xiao Mili always felt that she was extra clever.
Chen Pingan returned the shuttle to Zheng Dafeng.
Zheng Dafeng carefully put it in his sleeve, gathered his voice into a thread, and whispered to Chen Ping'an: "It's a thing that this little bastard Li Huai got tired of playing when he was a child. In his early years, the little bastard often came to play in the backyard of the drug store. The old man was afraid that Li Huai would feel bored, so he used his own hands.
He made some wonderful objects, including this shuttle. Li Huai never took it seriously. At that time, he wore crotchless pants and shuttled in the backyard every day. When he started playing with it, the backyard suffered. The doors and windows
Those marks made by the shuttle are still there today. Back then, I had to help the master sew window paper every time. This was nothing. Later, Li Huai took it home for fun and couldn't find it.
, and when he came to the door empty-handed, he asked the master to give the whole shuttle a try. Of course, the old man didn't say anything to Li Huai, and immediately went to the utility room to work as a temporary carpenter, chopping wood and shaving wood for the little boy to build a new shuttle.
, I just told me, as an apprentice, to find the things back. If you can’t find them, you don’t have to go back.”
After all, when it comes to Master and Li Huai, even if all the people present are members of the Luopo Mountain family, Zheng Dafeng should not reveal the secret. He is cynical, heartless, and does not mean he has no brains.
What's more, leaving aside the attainments in boxing, when it comes to the superiority of master and disciple, Li Er is nothing, how can he compare with Zheng Dafeng? He married an aunt, and in those years he often blocked the door and scolded his master, almost to the point of scolding his master until he was in tears.
.This woman Zheng Dafeng had to call her sister-in-law. She really dared to scold her. When her senior brother Li Er lost his job at the drug store to make a living, she was not happy. She sat in the drug store, rolled around on the floor, and scolded the old man.
A man who works as a master for his own man is disrespectful and is not a thing. He is an old bachelor with a belly full of tricks. He thinks about picking up ashes all day long. He even thinks about his apprentice’s wife. He either often goes to her yard to squat in the corner at night, or just wants to
He wanted to get Li Er drunk, and then he had to drag her along with a woman to drink with her...
Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "As a result, I almost made my eyes pop out. I searched all the streets and alleys of the town and finally found the shuttle. You can't even imagine where I left it."
What came out was a roadside latrine, and in that pile of corns, bastard Li Huai was really better at throwing things away than hiding them."
Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng, who was full of grievances, almost shed tears on the spot. He who respects teachers the most, was almost forced to sever his master-disciple status because of this little thing.
After that, Chen Pingan briefly talked about the current situation of Luolu Mountain.
Wei Bo stood up and left, saying that he had made an appointment with Master Gao to take her to visit Piyun Mountain.
Zheng Dafeng looked at the boy in Tsing Yi out of the corner of his eye. Chen Lingjun immediately understood what he was saying. He secretly raised a palm towards Zheng Dafeng and twisted his wrist like a drinking punch. He gave eight, seven and eight three successively.
The gesture of a number was a message to Brother Dafeng, informing the high-ranking leader of the Hushan Sect, how beautiful and charming they were when viewed from the front, from the side, and from the back.
Everything was said without saying anything. Zheng Dafeng nodded lightly, quite surprised, but it is inevitable for a man to have a little regret. Even if the total score of the three combined does not change, it would be better if it were five, nine, or nine.
Now that Zheng Dafeng knew what was going on, he had no choice but to remind him aloud: "Weishanjun, remember to give me a nice word. It's best for the senior leader to come and sit with me in his spare time. There is no need to deliberately exaggerate the facts.
Just tell her the truth, just say that the owner is elegant and the house is clean, well, I will go dry the bedding."
Wei Bo smiled and agreed.
After that, Nuanshu went up the mountain with rice and was busy, while Zhu Lian went to Yuanmu Peak to cut trees and bamboos and build a mansion and mountain road with his own hands, leaving Chen Lingjun alone to join in the fun.
In fact, the most embarrassing thing was Taoist Master Xianwei.
Of course, I have been fascinated by Zheng Dafeng for a long time, but when the real owner comes, he, the guest who occupies the magpie's nest, will definitely have to move. He may not even be able to keep his identity as the gatekeeper who ensures harvests during droughts and floods.
Walking towards the house together, Zheng Dafeng suddenly said: "Over there in Wucai Tianxia, Cui Dongshan came to see me and invited me to go to Xiandu Mountain to resume my old career and continue to be a janitor. He said that the Taoist priest Xianwei here in Luolu Mountain
He is a hardworking and responsible person, so I think this matter can be considered. The mountain master is willing to let it go. When the Feng Yuan ferry returns from Beiju Luzhou, I will follow the ferry to Qingping Sword Sect to stay."
Cui Dongshan and Zheng Dafeng promised that as long as they go to Xiandu Mountain, they will teach him what it means to have many beauties in Wushan, and the beautiful ones are as beautiful as jade.
Zheng Dafeng only asked one question: Are there any sects around Xiandu Mountain that are similar to those on Zhuchai Island and Caique Mansion on Luzhou in Beiju?
Cui Dongshan vowed that as long as he agreed to work as a gatekeeper in Xiandu Mountain, he would be transformed by Zheng Dafeng!
Chen Pingan rubbed his eyebrows. This proud student who poached the colorful world could beat a big white goose into a black mess if he stood in front of him at this moment.
Zheng Dafeng sighed: "This will only make Miss Cen lose her love."
Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Don't ruin a girl's reputation."
Zheng Dafeng nodded in agreement, and then kicked Chen Lingjun on the buttocks, whose sleeves flew up, "Is it a wine bag or a rice bag? I haven't reached the Jade Pure Realm yet."
Chen Lingjun staggered and said angrily: "What do you think the Yu Pu Realm is? If you want it, you can get it if you have it?!"
Zheng Dafeng sneered and said: "How are you bragging about Nuanshu? Isn't it so easy to get to the Little Jade Pure Realm?"
Chen Lingjun was choked up for a moment and asked tentatively: "Did Xiaomi Li tell you all this? Oh, you are such a competent retributor."
Zheng Dafeng raised his feet again, "You still use millet grains? I thought with my knees."
Chen Lingjun subconsciously wanted to help Zheng Dafeng, but when he saw brother Dafeng lifting his legs and then retracting them, walking as fast as flying, the boy in green suddenly blushed and smiled.
Zheng Dafeng also felt warm in his heart. He said before that he was homesick, and he meant it sincerely. He was chatting and laughing at the banquet table in a foreign country, but the new friends were not as good as the old ones.
Taoist priest Xianwei is really a simple and honest man. It turns out that after receiving the job of being a gatekeeper, Xianwei moved into the house and did not occupy the main room of Zheng Dafeng. This fake Taoist priest just lived in a side room.
Room.
Hearing that there was wine in Xianwei's house, Zheng Dafeng put away the key to the main house and said that he might as well go sit with Taoist Xianwei for a while and chat while drinking.
Xianwei felt a little embarrassed and said that the room was a little messy.
This side room is both Xianwei's residence and study. The caretaker is the most leisurely and casual job. Xianwei reads miscellaneous books and is diligent in reading. It can be said that he can't let go of the scroll. In addition, he also likes to write something, which makes the desk desk inkstone The supplies and books in the office were all over the place, and when Xianwei read, he often changed books, looked through them, reviewed them, and then put them aside after reading them. Therefore, the books on the table were all messed up, and it was really messy.
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In addition, Xianwei was used to living a poor life and was nostalgic for the past. He couldn't bear to throw away those brushes, so he asked Chen Lingjun to help him buy a celadon pot shaped like an urn from a shop in a small town, specially used to hold it. Put away discarded brushes, and over time, the old brushes gradually rise above the porcelain pot, which is quite a bit like a mountain of brush mounds.
Chen Pingan, the mountain master, actually entered the house for the first time, so he was extremely surprised when he looked at the porcelain pot. Xian Wei likes to read, and anyone who is not blind would know that, but Chen Pingan really didn't expect Xian Wei to use it. I have dropped so many writing brushes, but what should I write? It can’t be those erotic novels written by talented people and beautiful ladies. Are you still thinking about finding a bookseller to engrave and sell books to make money in the future? So I looked around, except for the books in the corner of the house. There were several bamboo dustpans with many "books" compiled into volumes. There were also some scattered manuscripts on the table. They were probably the experience of reading books or excerpts. Chen Pingan took out one of the manuscripts covered under the book. The writing is ordinary, just Zhou Zheng. As for the content... Chen Ping'an is speechless. There are only a few sentences on the paper. I am old and have learned the Tao in the mountains. This sentence is depressing. If I took it from the book next door and read the sentence "fallen" "The hairpin lies across the pillow of water essence", then it becomes a wonderful thing.
Zheng Dafeng stretched his neck to glance at the content on the paper, nodded slightly, and then shook his head slightly. The man suddenly became a Confucian sage who reigned over the world. With an indifferent expression, he began to point out to the younger generation: "If you add another comment, "Shan Chai" "The pair of pillows is enough to make the onlookers think about it for a long time. At this time, this scene has a sense of 'silence is better than sound'."
Xianwei fisted his palm and said with great energy: "Brother Dafeng is indeed a senior master!"
Zheng Dafeng laughed and said: "Additional review, add another sentence, both pillows are stained with rouge."
Chen Lingjun chuckled mischievously. The Xianwei thought about it for a moment and got the correct answer. His eyes suddenly lit up and he and Zheng Dafeng looked at each other and nodded.
If Xianwei hadn't been wandering around in the book world for a long time in this house, opening his eyes and gaining knowledge, otherwise he really wouldn't understand what Zheng Dafeng was talking about.
Chen Ping'an picked up the book on the table that was used as a "paperweight" and planned to put the paper back in its original position and press it under the book again. He said helplessly: "It's almost done."
He already regretted his previous idea. At that time, when he received a Feijian message from Senior Brother Mao at the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall, Chen Pingan was still thinking about whether to invite Xianwei to attend the debate.
Just when Chen Ping'an glanced at the second piece of paper on the table, he immediately put the book and paper aside and picked up the piece of paper full of small regular script.
Zheng Dafeng exclaimed, "Why is Brother Xianwei so unprofessional?"
Chen Ping'an didn't raise his head, just browsed the content on the paper carefully, and said with an angry smile: "You have to have a certain level of nonsense, why are you not doing your job properly?"
The Xianwei looked shy, wishing he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl down there. He would make a sound like a mosquito or a fly, "If you don't overestimate your own abilities, you will make people laugh."
On the side of Brother Dafeng, whom he has admired for a long time, Taoist Master Xianwei, who is sincerely convinced, has always regarded himself as a junior.
Zheng Dafeng picked up the rest of the papers on the table and quickly flipped through them. His face no longer had the playful expression before, and he nodded and said: "Brother Xianwei is well-read and has great ambitions. He plans to use the old rails of the book mountain in Huainanzi Mountain."
, are you dissatisfied with the former's frugality and thinness, and are preparing to expand it? This is a big project. It should have been a matter of the imperial court ordering the entire Hanlin Academy and dozens of old scholars to collate, compile and summarize the books together. Brother Xianwei
I actually thought that I could shoulder this heavy burden on my own shoulders. It’s okay, it’s just right to be the gatekeeper of our Luo Luo Mountain.”
It turns out that this Taoist Master Xianwei planned to learn from the famous book "Xiang Xiang". He picked out the story "Big Mountain" as the general outline, and then divided it into categories. He named them after the five mountains.
Feng, etc., in addition, the details of the original rhyme and the content under the other rhyme are stored in the other rhymes, named Qianshan, and then the unpopular official records and trivial anecdotes are classified as "water mountains" hidden in the mountains and underwater, and then they are like land.
The wonderful things in the mountains under the sea are picked out separately and continue to be classified into the group of real caves and the dragon palace in the water that seem to concentrate spiritual energy and collect treasures...
The Xianwei felt ashamed and said: "I was inspired by Brother Dafeng to dare to do such an act of shaking the tree. From the beginning, I didn't even think about how it was going to be done. It was very likely that I would give up halfway."
Zheng Dafeng was stunned, "How do you say that?"
Xianwei said wait a moment, ran to the dustpan in the corner, tore out a page similar to a preface from a book, and handed it to Zheng Dafeng. Xianwei explained with a smile: "Brother Dafeng is not proficient in Buddhism.
As for knowledge, those Buddhist scriptures often contained pages filled with explanatory notes. I read them over and over again. Over time, I made a scribbled summary of Brother Dafeng’s insightful summaries. After that,
The idea was still not complete, so I came up with a rough idea of building a 'mountain'..."
Zheng Dafeng didn't take it seriously at first, but after he saw the preface page, he silently handed it to Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan took over and read the opening text again. As a result, although his expression seemed to be normal, in fact, he was a little confused in an instant.
Scalp numbness.
The handwriting on the paper is in regular script, which has the meaning of a monument. First of all, it is a "big talk" with clear meaning.
Taoist Xianwei often lives in the mountains, where he is close to the grass and trees, and the cold and heat are close. He feels it when he climbs high, and occasionally has insights. Since he is a layman in Buddhism, he naturally should not view Buddhist scriptures, laws, and meditation from the perspective of a sect.
When it matches the time, everything will flourish and be full of vitality. The beginning of the year is the beginning of the year, so it is spring. The law is laid out brilliantly, and the grass and trees have become lush, which is summer. When the time is right, the atmosphere is awe-inspiring, and the flowers and fruits are in season, which is autumn.
The observation is dark and clear, just like the snow covering the world, the sky and the earth have merged into one color, which is winter. The Zen is round, seamless and harmonious, just like the changing of the seasons, although the fortunes of the year are silent, but all the four seasons are following the rules.
Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "Brother Xianwei and I are both gatekeepers of Luopo Mountain. Anyone who comes directly chases the predecessors. Do I have a successor?"
Chen Pingan held it in for a long time and said softly: "My taste in looking at people is still very good, as good as ever."
Chen Lingjun glanced at the paper in the master's hand for a few times, but didn't even look at it. He clasped his hands behind his back and pretended to understand. He nodded in approval and said: "Master Xianwei, it's not bad. I didn't read the book in vain."
Xianwei just thought that the mountain master was joking with Brother Dafeng, so he opened the bag full of charcoal and added some white charcoal to the brazier. They were all made by the old cook. Last winter, Nuanshu would regularly deliver them to the house at the foot of the mountain. Later,
Xianwei felt that it was outrageous for a girl in a pink skirt to carry such a big bag. If the steward made a trip, he would be covered in charcoal debris. One time, Xianwei went hiking alone to find Zhu Lian and planned to carry two bags by himself.
Back at the house at the foot of the mountain, Zhu Lian smiled and said that it would not be an exception, because Nuan Shu likes to do these trivial things. One or two more things are just like picking up one or two copper coins on the ground like millet grains. He will only be happy, but if some habits
If you suddenly no longer have to do the daily trivial things that you have to do, Nuanshu will lose it, just like Xiaomi Li who loses money.
They gathered around the brazier and lit the charcoal. Xianwei skillfully set up the iron net and asked Chen Lingjun to go to the kitchen to get a bunch of rice dumplings. A few people sat around the stove to warm the wine.
Chen Pingan asked: "Where is Feisheng City?"
Zheng Dafeng didn't speak, and just stared at Chen Ping'an with a strange look on his face.
Chen Pingan
Confused: "What's wrong?"
Zheng Dafeng just remained silent for a long time.
Chen Ping'an became increasingly confused and couldn't help but urge: "If you have anything to say, just say it. If something really happens, I can rush over immediately."
If it's not possible to bring Xiaomo with you, then bring Xie Gou with you. Anyway, Xie Gou's agreement with Bai Zehe and the Zhongtu Confucian Temple does not include Colorful World.
Zheng Dafeng then smiled and said: "Let alone Feisheng City, the entire colorful world is now in the same situation as before, just silent and bored, and no one has anything to say."
All this is just because of one person's words.
She traveled far and wide with her sword and returned to the colorful world. Not long after, Ning Yao held a meeting in the ancestral hall. She made her last speech, concisely and concisely, saying that she planned to stay in seclusion for as little as a year and a half, or as long as two or three years.
Year.
Chen Pingan had nothing to say and could only grin.
Nowadays, there are countless monks in the upper five realms in the colorful world. The number of monks in the Immortal realm can be counted on one hand at most. Ning Yao is the only one in the Ascension realm.
Moreover, when Ning Yao practiced swordsmanship, before going to the colorful world and entering the Jade Pu realm, the number of times he went into retreat, if Chen Pingan remembered correctly, was only once.
He was in Ning Mansion at that time, and Ning Yao actually didn't spend that long that time. Her so-called retreat was more like a meditation practice. Therefore, Ning Yao's retreat is no different from any monk in the world who must be careful.
The treatment of retreat is completely different. Therefore, when Ning Yao suddenly said that he was going to retreat, and it would still take "up to" one to two or three years, the Ascension City Sword Cultivator was shocked. It was normal. As for Ascension
What can the colorful world outside the city say when they hear this?
If anyone dares to provoke the Ascension City Sword Cultivator while Ning Yao is in seclusion, you can imagine what will happen to her after she comes out of seclusion.
The last person who did not believe in evil was Taoist priest Shan Qing. As a result, after a sword fight, this Taoist disciple went to retreat to recuperate.
Zheng Dafeng said sourly: "Before refining the sword in seclusion, Ning Yao came to see me specifically when he learned that I was leaving, and told me to talk less about the things in the colorful world, so as not to distract you."
In fact, after these years of hard work, Feisheng City has been operating in an orderly manner, with everyone performing their duties, and the young swordsmen and warriors of the Winter Palace have also grown up one after another.
Zheng Dafeng sighed: "I never thought that Luopo Mountain would have a sect so soon."
"It is right to choose Tongye Continent as the next sect. In the peaceful years, in the border areas of a country, how difficult it was to raise a vassal king. After reading a few history books, it will be clear. In the same way, in a continent, how difficult is it to raise a vassal king?
It is also quite difficult for monks in the Five Realms, especially those from sects."
"Here in Aquarius Continent, especially in the central and northern parts that have not been affected by the war, there are only so many places where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the land suitable for the cultivation of earthly immortals are limited. It is not just a season when there are many monks and a shortage of food, but also a situation where there are too many people and there are too few others.
Maybe if you snore while sleeping, the noise will be heard on the hill next door. It is difficult for neighbors to live in harmony for a long time. If Blacksmith Ruan does not move away from the Longquan Sword Sect, I can be sure that within a hundred years, Luopo Mountain and Luopo Mountain will be jealous of each other.
There will always be conflicts of one kind or another among the disciples in the future if they are the same people. Tongyezhou is just the opposite. There are many monks and monks, and there are many unclaimed lands. That is to say, Tongyezhou is far away from other continents, and
There are Aquarius Continent and Posu Continent, which are in urgent need of reconstruction of the Confucian Temple, as buffers. Otherwise, it will be replaced by Liuxia Continent or Aai'ai Continent. Even if the Qingping Sword Sect is successfully established, it will still not have the momentum it has today.
With the identity of Long, he must win over allies from all parties and completely lead and control the excavation of a new road."
Chen Lingjun said with a playful smile: "Brother Dafeng, if you continue to chat so seriously, I won't even recognize you."
Zheng Dafeng picked up the iron tongs and fiddled with the charcoal fire and asked: "Is it possible that the women here today don't like the romantic men with witty words and unparalleled talents, and instead like the serious, silent and honest people?"
Chen Lingjun said: "If you are ugly, you will not be liked. This will remain true for another 10,000 years."
Ignoring the banter between the two, Chen Pingan reached out to flip the rice dumplings with slightly burnt leaves and fragrant aroma, rubbed his fingertips, and asked: "Are you really determined to stay at Qingping Sword Sect?"
Zheng Dafeng nodded and said with a smile: "You are a prodigal and a coquettish old man. He never rests on his own and can only live a life of wandering around."
Chen Pingan was speechless.
Xianwei said: "Brother Dafeng, if you went to Xiazong because of me, there is no need. I will just move to the mountain. You can also move to Qilong Lane. If you don't mind the trouble and find it an eyesore, then I will be patient."
Keep your face here..."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and waved his hand, interrupted Taoist Master Xianwei's words, picked up a golden rice dumpling, and said, "It would be a lie to say that it has nothing to do with brother Xianwei, but to be honest, it does.
But it doesn’t matter much. I can’t help much if I stay here. The warriors in Luolu Mountain are either the mountain master or the old cook, or they are like Wei Hailiang and Lu Baixiang, who seem to be separated from each other and go out independently.
, do you need me to teach boxing? I do want to teach, but they are not willing to learn. I have taught boxing at Feisheng City’s Hidden Hanxing Palace for many years, and I have gained some experience. According to Cui Dongshan, the next sect specially trained Yunzheng Mountain.
As a place where martial artists learned boxing, I went there and had a place to use my skills. Furthermore, in the small town, the women who used to admire my talent and covet my body could still be called MILFs at that time.
Although they are old, their charm is still there, but how old are they now? Not surprisingly, they all have grandchildren. When we meet, what else can we say, it will only add to the sadness."
Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said, "It's so disgusting to eat a rice dumpling."
Then the boy in Tsing Yi and Zheng Dafeng looked at each other, both of them saying hey hey hey.
In the end, Taoist Master Xianwei only knew some principles from books and was not very knowledgeable, so he was unable to understand the mystery for a while.
Chen Pingan said: "The Taoist priest named Shan Qing will participate in this debate on the three religions."
Zheng Dafeng twitched his lips and said, "He was just recruited to make up the numbers. This young Taoist priest's quarreling skills are probably not as good as his fighting skills."
Chen Pingan sighed and began to defend the Tao Ancestor's closed disciple, "It's just that I lost to Ning Yao, so it's not embarrassing."
Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Just like when you lost to Cao Ci in Qifan? Three games at Jianqi Great Wall and one at Gongdelin. How many more games do you plan to lose next?"
Chen Lingjun coughed a few times and complained: "Brother Dafeng, why are you talking? If it weren't for my brother, Big Mouth would have fallen over."
Zheng Dafeng raised his palm and slashed at Chen Lingjun's head with the knife. Chen Lingjun immediately raised his elbow to block the knife.
One said that the young hero was young and had deep inner strength, and could travel alone in the world. The other said that the old man was not bad at all, he was getting stronger with age, and he was worthy of walking among a hundred flowers.
Having long been accustomed to this, Chen Ping'an thought to himself and said: "I estimate that I will lose to Cao Ci in two more boxing matches, or maybe three."
Zheng Dafeng said straightforwardly: "If we lose two or three more games, we won't have to continue competing with Cao Ci in this life, right?"
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.
To be honest, if you lose to Cao Ci in three games at most, if you lose the third game, you won’t have to compete with Cao Ci in Wenquan.
Because when the time comes to ask about boxing, it will actually be Cao Ci who teaches boxing.
Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Can this shuttle, which can help warriors cross two worlds, be imitated?"
Zheng Dafeng nodded and said: "The material of the shuttle is too rare, so ordinary people should not even think about it. Even a master of talismans like Yu Xuan is too clever to make a meal out of nothing. But with my master's means and family background, of course I can. Why do you ask me this?"
"
Chen Ping'an said: "Sudian over there at the drug store, she left her hometown alone some time ago, and even Shilingshan doesn't know where she went."
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "I, my junior sister, must have eloped with some man, right? Shi Lingshan couldn't help but cry to death when he knew the truth. Yanzhi was right not to tell him."
Chen Ping'an said: "Su Dian may have gone to Qingming Tianxia."
Zheng Dafeng asked: "Is there any explanation here?"
Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "It's just a guess. Because I suspect that the last priest of the Great Wall of Sword Qi once came to Lizhu Cave in the early years, and then stopped here anonymously. This person may be in Qingming World now, and maybe he is
The founder of the Red Gold Dynasty in Yashan, Wu Fulin Jiangxian."
Chen Ping'an once asked Lu Yan about the level of Lin Jiangxian's boxing skills. However, Lu Yan did not elaborate on how advanced this "Master Lin"'s boxing skills were. He did not give any examples to compare them with those of Haoran Pei Bei and Zhang Tiaoxia.
For comparison with a first-level martial artist, this Chunyang Taoist who once traveled around the world of Qingming only gave a statement that "swordsmanship is higher".
No need to say much.
This has already verified the answer that Chen Pingan had in mind.
Zheng Dafeng gave him a look.
Chen Ping'an sacrificed his natal flying sword, instantly cutting off the world.
Apparently Zheng Dafeng felt that speaking with the monk's heart and concentrating the sound into a secret message was still not stable enough, in case the walls had ears, and he was worried that there were deep-hidden monks eavesdropping on the other side of the town.
Zheng Dafeng then continued: "Is Lin Jiangxian the last priest of your Sword Qi Great Wall? If so, why did he leave the priest unjust and secretly come to Lizhu Cave Sky, and how did he eventually become a pure martial artist?
I dare not make any judgments. As for whether Lin Jiangxian left Qingming World from Lizhu Cave Heaven, don’t guess. I can tell you unequivocally now that he must be, because this person has a definite identity. He is me.
, Li Er, one of Yanzhi’s ‘senior brothers’.”
"I remember one time I was drinking with my senior brother Li Er. Li Er drank a lot and accidentally let slip that Master felt that among all the disciples and unnamed disciples, there was only one who really had good martial arts qualifications.
, it happened many years ago. This person's surname is Xie Xin'en. You have been studying for a long time. You should be very clear that Xie Xin'en is the name of the Ci brand, and Lin Jiangxian and "Linjiang Xian" are homophonic. They are the same Ci brand, regardless of whether it is Linjiang.
Immortal, thank Xin'en, or the wild goose returns. These synonyms and different names are mostly works of mourning, memorialization, or paying homage to female immortals near the water. They are indeed related to ancient sacrifices. I remember that the old man was leisurely in the drug store.
When I was young, I often read a book about the landscape travels of a foreign swordsman. So your guess that Lin Jiangxian is the last priest of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is traceable and reasonable."
"Since this girl Rouge has gone out, she must have secretly held a replica of the shuttle and went to Qingming Tianxia to learn boxing from this senior brother. She is very ambitious and has always wanted to ask you about boxing. She learned boxing from this senior brother Lin.
, there is a possibility of 'just in case', otherwise there is no chance. The master still takes good care of her. Whether it is because he thinks the little girl's temper is not to his liking, or because he feels pity for her uncle who depends on her for life and loves the house to death.
, Anyway, I can clearly feel that the master treats her and Shi Lingshan completely differently. As for Su Dian's own origin, whether she is the reincarnation of a certain god like her uncle, I don't know.
I don’t want to know clearly.”
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "If you have no grievances and no enmity, why is Sudian competing with me?"
The only connection between the two parties was Su Dian's uncle, who once worked in the same Long Kiln as Chen Ping'an. The kiln worker's apprentice at that time had a vague impression of Su Dian, which was that he occasionally saw a skinny and dark girl.
She is always alone, standing somewhere far away, because there are many old rules and customs prohibiting the firing of porcelain in Long Kiln. Women should not approach the entrance of the kiln. Both hands cannot touch all porcelain-burning tools, especially not close.
If the kiln fire is discovered, your legs will be broken.
Zheng Dafeng smiled playfully, "Are you really not knowing or are you just pretending to be stupid?"
Chen Pingan was shocked and said: "She likes me?"
There's no reason.
Neither party exchanged a word.
Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "Please save some face."
Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.
"For Su Dian, if she wants to repay her kindness, she is a martial artist, so she has to be at least as high as you, so that she can really help you in the future and repay old debts."
Zheng Dafeng explained: "The little girl has a stubborn personality and is extremely precocious. She is the kind of person who has a clear mind at a young age and can understand everything but is very stupid. However, given the environment in which she grew up, she inevitably feels a little inferior, so
You helped that sissy a lot back then, and he must have talked about it a lot when he was getting along with Rouge. Over time, the little girl will keep it in mind."
Chen Ping'an lowered his eyes, looked at the charcoal fire, and said softly: "Is it a lot?"
Zheng Dafeng asked: "Young Master?"
Treating a sissy who is not a person as a person and truly treating her as a person is a way to help her through a freezing winter.
That sissy who has been in a miserable and miserable life may have her only obsession in this life, which is not to freeze to death in the winter, but to die in the spring.
Chen Ping'an said: "He has returned it a long time ago."
Zheng Dafeng shook his head and said, "That's a sissy thing. Su Dian has his own ideas."
Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng laughed and said: "Don't think I'm scolding. In fact, the relationship between Sissy and I was pretty good in the early years. We would say hello to Sissy when we saw him on the street, and even invited him to drink a few times. Damn it, just
Because this guy knocked on the door several times and was seen by others, I was often laughed at by Huang Er’s mother-in-law when I went to her shop to drink in those years. Probably the only good thing is that my sister-in-law is no longer so wary of thieves when she sees me coming to the door.
Already."
Chen Pingan ate the rice dumplings, smiled, and joked: "Huang Erniang still thinks highly of you."
In the early years, young and strong men in the small town liked to visit Huang Erniang's wine shop. They would order two or three ounces of wine and a plate of food to go with the wine, and they could sit there for a long time. Often there would be customers who were mostly bachelors, and they would shout at the women and buy wine.
The woman went to fill the bottle with wine. When she faced the wine vat, she turned around and bent down, and all the men in the shop would look at the same scenery. The woman had lost her man a long time ago, and she was raising a child alone. She looked pretty.
The widow's house was full of troubles. There was also a situation where someone climbed over the wall and knocked on the door in the middle of the night. As a result, he was hit with a kitchen knife. If the pervert hadn't been able to dodge quickly, he almost hit the front door. After that, things calmed down a lot.
, after all, you can’t risk the life of the boss for the sake of the second child.
As time goes by, everyone can see that Huang Erniang is somewhat interested in Zheng Dafeng. Of course, it cannot be called the kind of relationship between old friends, but in any case, the only one who can get credit from her wine shop is
Zheng Dafeng, a bachelor who lives in the yellow mud house in the east end of the town all year round, is also a bad person. He often encourages Huang Erniang's son to call him daddy, drinks wine in the wine shop, and bask in the sun. Whenever Huang Erniang welcomes Huang Erniang in the shop,
When people come and go, drinks are served on the table, there will be a woman's shadow on the ground. Zheng Dafeng will stretch out his palm, grasp it or pinch it, and secretly greet her in the round place, so as to gain the advantage of not being scolded.
In the early years of the small town, Liu Dayanzi, a gang of bachelors who only knew how to talk, learned a lot from the Dafeng brothers.
Zheng Dafeng waved his hands with a rare embarrassed look, "A good man doesn't mention his bravery in the past."
If it is something that has no trace at all, Zheng Dafeng has always spoken in a non-vegetarian manner. If it is true, the man would not want to talk more about it.
Zheng Dafeng changed the subject and said: "You went to the Hushan Sect in person and then called the leader Gao to come to Luopo Mountain?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "After all, Master Gao is the number one person in the world in name in Blessed Land. There must be no lack of courtesy."
In fact, he is the Hushan sect who was deceived by Zhu Lian and Peixiang. Haha, you are a gentleman of high and low, and you are in love with Zhong Qian and Liqian. Old cook, you are waiting.
Zheng Dafeng clicked his tongue and said: "Not sincere. Sure enough, men will become bad as soon as they get rich. This is an eternal truth."
Chen Pingan was confused.
Zheng Dafeng glanced at Chen Ping'an and found that this boy was not pretending to be stupid. He asked doubtfully: "What is the greatest opportunity for the blessed land? Outsiders don't know it, but you don't know it?"
Zheng Dafeng didn't know anything about the Lotus Root Blessed Land that once belonged to the old temple master, and now the Lotus Root Blessed Land, but just now Chen Pingan briefly talked about the current situation. For example, the Hushan Sect built by Yu Zhenyi now has more than a dozen practitioners.
Qi warriors, some of them are still middle-level fifth-level monks.
Chen Ping'an was confused at first, then realized, then he stretched out his hands to rub his face hard, and said with a smile: "To be honest, if you hadn't reminded me, I really wouldn't have thought of this."
Zheng Dafeng's meaning is not complicated. Since Yu Zhenyi was able to be a martial artist in the Sixth Realm, or even after reaching the Golden Body Realm, he turned to practice mountain magic because of an immortal "Tao book" and successfully succeeded in it.
After reaching the Golden Core Realm, he then broke through another realm, "emerged as an immortal" in the Nascent Soul Realm, and ascended to leave the blessed land. At the same time, almost all of the dozen or so Qi practitioners in the Hushan Sect were old martial arts warriors.
For those who practice Taoism, this means that the unique inheritance of the Hushan Sect is extremely complicated, somewhat similar to the Pushan Yuncaotang in Tongyezhou.
And this kind of undisclosed secret will never be leaked to outsiders casually.
Zheng Dafeng said: "It's strange, even if you didn't think of this, the old cook and Dabai Goose are such thoughtful people, and you didn't even remind them?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'll have to ask later."
Zheng Dafeng stamped his feet vigorously again and yelled, "You're seeking death, you're committing a sin." He quickly reminded Chen Ping'an, "Remember, to the old cook and Sect Master Cui, you must never say that it was me who started the conversation."
Chen Pingan nodded and joked: "The old cook can guess it anyway. I won't ask sooner or later. You will ask as soon as you come back. You can figure it out with your knees."
Chen Lingjun said something fair, "Except for me, anyone who knows how to play chess has a dark heart."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I am just a bad chess player, except of course."
Chen Lingjun immediately sighed, "That's not possible. Guo Zhujiu said, Master, when you were at the Summer Palace, as a top player, you were often asked to play handicap games. I heard that besides Lin Junbi, there were
Song Gaoyuan of Lujiao Palace, Cao Gun of Liuxiazhou, and Scrophulariaceae of Jinjiazhou are all extremely intelligent and powerful characters. They are first-class chess masters and can be the top national players in the chess game. When they join forces, they must work together to achieve success.
They had the guts to play chess with the old man alone, but they were also killed in such a disgraceful manner that they didn't know who had the bad idea. They had to use some underhanded tricks against the old man, such as using an old girl who couldn't get married, and the man named
Luo Zhenyi's beautiful girls are all dressed up and wandering around the master, trying to distract him. Of course, such clumsy tricks are destined to be in vain..."
Chen Pingan bent his fingers and put them between his eyebrows, feeling a headache.
Chen Lingjun asked: "Is there any validity to Guo Zhujiu's statement?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "What do you think?"
Chen Lingjun felt helpless and lied about the military situation. Guo Zhujiu mistook me!
Zheng Dafeng turned around and asked with a smile: "Brother Xianwei, can you play chess?"
Xianwei hesitated for a moment, then said sincerely: "I know a little bit. In my early years, I traveled all over the country and played wild chess, and I could only earn a little bit of money. However, there are more stalls for Xiangxi opera, which takes less time and can set up some endgames. Furthermore,
As long as you read a few chess books and memorize the hundreds of endgame chess moves in the book, you can deceive someone."
In fact, Xianwei doesn't particularly like playing Go, but prefers Xiangxi. I can't tell you the specific reason. He just thinks that the latter is easier to play. Even the famous chess endgames have a move length of more than a hundred moves. During this period, There are so many changes, Xian Wei doesn't find it very strenuous. The reason why he doesn't like the former is not because he thinks playing Go is more complicated and energy-consuming, but facing a chessboard with nineteen horizontal lines, Xian Wei plays the score alone every time he has nothing to do. , I always feel that there is an indescribable awkwardness.
Zheng Dafeng exclaimed: "Brother Xianwei is an all-rounder."
Chen Lingjun laughed and said: "It's a pity that I'm still a bachelor."
As a result, the three people in the room all looked at the kid in green who spoke freely.
Chen Lingjun's smile suddenly stiffened and he shrank his neck.
Wei Bo and Gao Jun went hand in hand to the Piyun Mountain, deliberately slowing down so that the Gao Master could clearly see the mountains and rivers under his feet, the gray mountains with jagged rocks and caves, and the dense buildings under the sunlight. Clusters of fish scales shine on the backs of chelicerates. Huanghu Mountain and Yuanmu Peak are adjacent to each other. The mountains and rivers are dependent on each other. One is a misty water cloud village, the other is dense with bamboo and pine. The sun shines on the mountain stream, and the fish swimming in the water are steady. One lake and one lake. The mountain is like a woman in yellow and a guest in blue, who have looked at each other speechlessly for thousands of years. Longji Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and there is a vague sense of sword energy flowing around it. There are Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain monks who build grass and practice here, and there is that The huge lake that appeared after moving the mountain top has a magnificent scenery, with large chunks of chaos, swirling circles, ripples of water, green lotus leaves standing tall, and the wind blowing the fragrance, just like a vast green glaze resort...
Previously, Wei Bo temporarily lent a Talisman Sword to Gao Jun and explained to her that Qi practitioners must wear this object when flying in the air to control the wind in the Chuzhou territory. Once outside the Chuzhou territory, there are no such rules.
Gao Jun hesitated for a moment, and then asked the tiger about the size of Beiyue's territory.
After Wei Bo gave that answer, he smiled and said: "Master Gao is a distinguished guest of Luopo Mountain, and that is a distinguished guest of Piyun Mountain. If you are curious about anything, just ask directly. Don't be so reserved. If the matter involves secrets, I will do the same." Speak to Sect Leader Gao."
Gao Jun was already extremely shocked. The mountains and rivers governed by Beiyue were so much larger than the territory of the entire Lotus Root Blessed Land? So isn't Aquarius Continent a vast and boundless land?
In this way, if Wei Bo, the elegant yet warm-tempered mountain king next to him, were in the blessed land of his hometown, wouldn't he be equal to the king of the mountain who rules the world?
Wei Bo noticed Gao Jun's strange expression and immediately understood that Chen Ping'an must have not told her much about the Haoran customs outside the blessed land.
After thinking about it,
Wei Bo took out two books of Mountains and Seas Chronicles and Supplementary Chronicles from his sleeves, handed them to Gao Jun, and said with a smile: "After reading these two books that specifically introduce the features of Jiuzhou Mountain, Master Gao will have an overview of our vast world. Impressed."
Gao Jun wanted to refuse and went to Piyun Mountain to be a guest. Even if the guest did not bring a greeting gift, there was no reason to collect the gift from the host. However, she was really unwilling to return it, so she stopped Yufeng and accepted the two most recent books. Gao Jun and the considerate Wei Shanjun made a bow to express their gratitude for the immortal books that could help him solve his urgent needs. Wei Bo laughed dumbly. This extremely polite Gao Sect Master would become a monk in the Luoluo Mountain Genealogy or a Zhong Zhong in the future. As a registered guest like Qian, I guess she would still feel uncomfortable even if she had participated in many meetings of the Ancestral Master Hall.
For ordinary people to integrate into the atmosphere of Luolu Mountain, they need both understanding and fate.
Wei Bo felt that he was still incompatible with the atmosphere of Luolu Mountain. If he wanted to be honest and upright, he would have to be at Piyun Mountain.
Wei Bo smiled and said: "Although there is a suspicion of boasting, in order to prevent Gao Zhang from misunderstanding, I must explain a few words. I, the Beiyue Mountain King, am not only the king of a country in the Great Li Dynasty, but also the Piyun Mountain in front of me.
, is the northern mountain of the entire Aquarius Continent, because just a few years ago, the Dali Dynasty was still a country and a continent. Later, Dadu in the central part was used as the boundary. The Dali Song family retreated to the north of Dadu, and now it still occupies the territory of Baoping.
Pingzhou covers half of the country."
Gao Jun suddenly realized that the scene in his hometown was also like this. The five mountains stood between heaven and earth, and it seemed that they had been recognized by heaven and earth without the need for an emperor to confer Zen. The new emperor of the Northern Jin Dynasty, Tang Tieyi, who usurped the throne but did not change the country's title, once wanted to confer Zen himself.
The Beiyue Mountain in the country left Beijing in a mighty manner. As a result, the team only reached the foot of the mountain when a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky and the earth. There were strong winds and rain, thunder and lightning, which made the group unable to climb the mountain. Tang Tieyi could not go up the mountain alone. As a result,
It was a big joke. Wei Yan, the emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom, who originally had the same plan, decided not to hit the wall.
Because Gao Jun had personally traveled to the Five Mountains and knew many strange people and strange things in the mountains, she had already sent a secret letter to the new monarch of Songlai Kingdom, specifically reminding her of this matter, so as to prevent the court from acting rashly and antagonizing the tiger monarch.
Wei Bo said: "The last national master of the Great Li Dynasty was named Cui Chan, nicknamed Xiuhu. According to our Taoist tradition, Cui Guoshi was the elder brother of Master Chen, and Master Chen was their elder brother.
A closed disciple of the same lineage."
Gao Jun was suddenly enlightened again.
No wonder Chen Ping'an already had this family business less than thirty years after he left the blessed land.
It is better to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade, and there are people in the court who want to be officials. It must be the same in the vast world.
Wei Bo couldn't hold back his laughter, Yan'er said, "After all, we are fellow disciples. Cui Guoshi has high hopes and special care for this junior fellow student, Shanzhu Chen."
Gao Jun nodded and said: "Since we are from the same sect, it is human nature for Cui Guoshi to take extra care of Chen Jianxian. It is not fair to avoid relatives when promoting talents. It is unfair to deliberately alienate him."
Wei Bo was a little surprised when he heard this. This sincere-speaking senior leader seemed to have a natural affinity with Luo Luo Shan Dao Dao.
Beiyue Piyun Mountain is extremely high, but it does not give people a feeling of steepness. Wei Bo did not take Gao Jun directly to the Tiger Mansion, but chose a secluded stone platform near the top of the mountain with a wide view.
The soil of several prefectures is under the rocks, and there is a stream beside it flowing into a deep pool among the beautiful bamboos. The water is particularly cold, clear and deep, and there are many fish. There are rocks emerging from the water, with calamus growing on them, and moss clustered into green bushes. There are still unknown things.
The famous water vine is difficult to distinguish between grass and flowers, and has the lingering appearance of acacia. The mountains are surrounded by lush forests and sea of clouds. The green and white outside are connected to the sky. Looking around, the gorgeous skylight comes from a distance. The mountains are green and green. Every day
The wind rises from a high place, causing the grass and trees to sway, and the colors of the mountains flow from top to bottom like water flowing with the wind.
Wei Bo gently waved his sleeves, and a colorful lichen appeared out of thin air on the high platform, which was as flat as a knife. On it were two fairy futons woven by the Sanlang Temple in Luzhou, Beiju. These were all from those scenes.
The tributes from Beiyue's night banquet are almost piling up in the warehouses of the Treasury Department and the Honor Guard Department.
A tiger and a monk were sitting on the futon. Lord Gao saw the beautiful scenery and heard the sound of the spring. He was silent for a long time before he came back to his senses and asked, "How many years has Wei Shanjun been the tiger?"
Wei Bo smiled and said: "A long time ago, I was just a king of a small country. Later, when the dynasty changed, I was demoted to a mountain of land."
Having said this, Wei Bo stretched out his hand and pointed to Qidun Mountain, "It's over there. It's not even a mountain god."
"By chance and luck, I was lucky enough to take over Piyun Mountain. In fact, I have only been serving as the Beiyue Mountain Lord of the Great Li Dynasty for less than thirty years."
"But after all, he is a person who has committed a crime and is always worried about killing people. It is inevitable that he will worry about the current situation and the precarious situation."
Fearful and trembling, Wei Bo used this to describe his state of mind. It was not all a joke from the Lord of Beiyue.
Just like those words with ulterior motives before, it is not that Wei Bo deliberately teased Gao Jun. If it were her first time to come to Haoran World, and the people and things she saw were all different from her hometown, she would be easily suspicious and put herself in the wrong place. When you are in a completely unfamiliar place, and everything you see and hear is beyond a person's old cognitive scope, you need to look for familiar things that you can understand, to find a reassurance for yourself, or to find a basket of anchors to use as an anchor. Used to stop the boat and calm one's heart.
The local accent is like this, and the same must be true for drinking drinks that taste almost the same as those in the world and looking for like-minded friends in the world.
The root of it lies in the words "like oneself" and "not alone".
One time when we were drinking together at the old chef's place, Zheng Dafeng came up with a unique conjecture.
He said that the so-called human world may be a kingdom of God.
All "people" are gods in a certain sense, eating different "incense".
It's probably just an out-of-this-world fantasy and downright drunken talk.
At the top of Jise Peak, the girl in the mink hat squatted on the railing. She raised her chin towards the mountain gate and said, "Seeing Zheng Dafeng, do you feel a little familiar?"
Xiao Mo nodded and said: "The appearance has changed, but the temperament has not changed."
Thousands of years ago, during the fierce battle of ascending to heaven, only the god general wearing great frost armor defended the gate of heaven, knowing that he would die, and refused to retreat even an inch.
You must know that the enemies that this divine general faced at that time were not human sword cultivators or qigong practitioners, but the sword holder who was one of the five highest in heaven.
There is no doubt that the god will eventually be nailed to the gate with a sword that pierces through his armor and body.
At this moment, Xie Gou looked completely different from his usual expression of indifference and his eyes were clear. He asked, "Have you ever dealt with that Qingtong Tianjun back then?"
Xiao Mo shook his head and said: "After I entered the Ascension Realm, I only approached the Ascension Platform and never ascended the divine path. I have never met this man, the ancestor of the Earthly Immortals."
Xie Gou said: "I have seen it."
Xiaomo was doubtful about this.
Xie Gou said in a deep voice: "After I became the Earth Immortal Queen, I walked through the Ascension Stage once, but it was not the path that a woman should take. I decided to take another path as a female sword cultivator."
Xiao Mo immediately believed it and was convinced, because this was indeed something that swordsman Bai Jing could do and would definitely do.
Xie Gou raised his hands, hugged the mink hat on his head, and curled his lips, "It's not good to act on impulse. My level is not high enough. My swordsmanship was not effective at that time. I almost lost my life."
Xiao Mo said: "Qingtong Tianjun and the other one are still very kind to the monks in the world."
Xie Gou nodded and said: "That's because they have retained a large part of their humanity. This is something unimaginable in the ancient heaven. I still can't think of a suitable reason."
Xiaomo was silent.
People's hearts are unpredictable and a mess, so their words and deeds are inconsistent.
This is not the case with ancient gods. Except for the five supreme and high-ranking gods, all their words, deeds, thoughts, and thoughts are just one straight line.
People who practice Taoism have to eliminate thousands of magic techniques to practice their own way. If they trace their roots back to their origins, they are just learning from the superior gods to abandon distracting thoughts and become one mind.
In fact, Xie Gou had already noticed a few familiar smells from that side of the town, with a sarcastic look on his face, he said: "The sky and the earth are like mausoleums and valleys, and the vast seas have become mulberry fields. It's a pity that the fish that swallowed the boats in the past, but the land is infested with ants."
Xiaomo was about to move away, but Xie Gou suddenly asked: "Xiaomo, Xiaomo, isn't my squatting posture unsightly?"
Xiao Mo didn't say a word, Xie Gou turned back, bent her knees, stood up, held up her marten hat, and looked at Xiao Mo wearing a yellow hat. She thought it was a perfect match.
Walking next to Xiao Mo, the girl began to sigh. It was obviously a destined love made in heaven, but why was it still so hard?
Xiao Mo suddenly asked a shocking question, "Tell me the truth. Putting aside the personal matters between you and me, what do you want when you come to Haoran World this time?"
Xie Gou blinked her eyes. She didn't want to deceive Xiao Mo, and it was inappropriate to tell the truth, so she had to start pretending to be stupid.
Xiao Mo held a hiking pole and walked on the mountain road between Jise Peak and Jiling Peak. He said in a calm tone: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. Anyway, I don't dare to be interested, but I have something to say first. No matter what kind of treasure it is, no matter what you do."
Get it, remember not to violate the rules of the Confucian Temple, and don't make my young master feel embarrassed."
Ascension realm sword cultivators like him and Bai Jing almost all liked to travel alone in the "world" ten thousand years ago, so in fact, several worlds today are actually both strange and familiar to them.
Although the years have passed, the number of monks who have walked through the human world in the past ten thousand years has been overwhelming. As a result, almost all the opportunities and valuable treasures from ten thousand years ago have been seized and exhausted. However, it is inevitable that there will be a few fish that slip through the net and have never been caught.
Later generations of monks noticed that Xiao Mo guessed that Bai Jing's trip must be for treasure hunting, and she would never return empty-handed.
Xie Gou smiled awkwardly and said, "Ha, thieves never leave empty-handed."
Chen Ping'an left the house alone, and Chen Lingjun was kindly persuaded by Zheng Dafeng to stay. The two sides winked and started talking in secret again.
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Before leaving, Chen Ping'an took out several large jars from nearby objects, all of which were filled with "clear water". Although it was clear water, it was valuable because it was the Lingqiu of Changchun Palace, the Floating Money Spring of Longtuan Peak of Yunxia Mountain, and two
The water was collected by Pei Qian from other continents when he was traveling. The first time Cao Qinglang went to Dali Capital to participate in the examination, Zheng Dafeng just made a joke and asked Cao Qinglang to take a detour after being nominated for the gold medal.
If you go to Changchun Palace, you can't buy it. Even if you steal it, you have to steal several large pots of Lingqiu Spring water to make tea. After drinking it, the woman will stay beautiful. In fact, Zheng Dafeng's good intention is to make Cao Qinglang, a nerd,
Go to the Changchun Palace where the Yingying and Yanyan fairies gather for a long time and gain insights... The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, Cao Qinglang takes it seriously, but the water of Lingqiu is the source of the Changchun Fairy Brew brewed in Changchun Palace
, it is a forbidden area with tight security. Even if Cao Qinglang is the second best person in the Great Li Dynasty, it is useless to ask for water. Moreover, Cao Qinglang did not have anything close to him that could carry Lingqiu water. He had to go through many twists and turns afterwards.
It was easy to find someone to help me with, and then I took the Xianjia Ferry to Niujiao Ferry.
As for the two small celadon vats that come from the floating money spring water in Longtuan Peak, Chen Pingan once walked through Yunxia Mountain, so one can imagine how it came about.
Zheng Dafeng looked at the bottles and cans and was speechless for a while. It was just a joke in his early years, but one by one, he actually took it seriously.
It's just that Zheng Dafeng is a little embarrassed. How can he preserve these beautiful spring waters that are easily spoiled and turned turbid?
Chen Pingan said the next thing, you go ask Wei Shanjun for help.
Cen Yuanji slowly walked up the steps and practiced walking and boxing. She was as small as a mustard seed. One climbed up and the other went down. They passed each other. Chen Pingan walked all the way to the top of the mountain and sat on the steps, stunned.
Lost in thought, because of the appearance of the shuttle, Chen Ping'an began to wonder if Kuocang Cave, which included the Cicada Cave in the past, had been secretly collected by Old Man Yang? Then he just deliberately leaked the whereabouts of the Cicada Cave, and then Chen Ping'an
During Qingliu’s cross-continental journey, he practiced cultivation in the middle.
The earliest true dragon in the world who was responsible for the specific flow of water transportation once secretly made an alliance with the monks in the world and eventually betrayed the heaven.
Chen Qingliu, the man who killed the dragon, had been refining swords in Kuocang Cave for many years and attained enlightenment here.
Is this considered Old Man Yang’s reckoning with the traitors?
If this is really the case, the depth of the calculation and the far-reaching plan are truly terrifying.
According to Lu Yan, the Dragon-Slaying Platform, one of the two execution platforms in ancient heaven, was destroyed by a certain sword cultivator during the battle to ascend to heaven, and was scattered around the world. The two largest "cliffs" were one and the other.
Longji Mountain has many ancient names, including "Zhenyin, Tianbi, Windmill, and Liao Deng". From then on, there were many sword fairies and dragons in ancient Shu. Another dragon-slaying stone cliff is located on the Jianqi Great Wall and has been passed down to Ningyao from generation to generation.
Over the years, Chen Pingan has always treasured a dragon-slaying platform. No matter how obsessed with money he is, or how he eats the courage of a bear and a leopard, he does not dare to make any mistakes, so he puts it in a small object and carries it with him all the time. Chen Ping'an always keeps it in his pocket.
Ping An never dared, let alone used it to sharpen his sword.
Because it was Chen Pingan's first time to visit the Jianqi Great Wall before leaving, at the Stork Inn in Daoxuanshan, Ning Yao asked Zhang Lu to help deliver the farewell gift to Chen Pingan.
The dragon-slaying platform wrapped in cotton cloth was as big as the palm of a hand, with two characters engraved on the front and back: Tianzhen, Ning Yao.
A token of love!
Zhenyin, Tianbi. Tianbi, Zhenyin.
If you take one word from each and combine them, it is "innocent".
The Great Wall of Sword Qi, the last priest, disappeared without a trace and transformed into Xie Xinen of Lizhu Cave Heaven and Lin Jiangxian of Qingming World.
After that, Ning Yao ran away from home. She traveled alone across several continents in Haoran, and finally came to Lizhu Cave.
Chen Pingan still dare not say that he has figured out the details of the town.
People's remembrances, sadness and regrets are like ancient wells and deep pools, trapped deep in them and unable to extricate themselves.
The nostalgia between lovers spreads all the way, flying like lightning, thinking about someone in a distant place, as if he and she meet again in the blink of an eye.
Chen Pingan breathed softly, rubbed his cheeks, gathered his thoughts, and was about to stand up when he suddenly noticed something strange. Cen Yuanji was standing at the foot of the mountain, climbing without practicing boxing.
Without thinking much, Chen Ping'an went straight down the mountain, turned onto the bluestone road, glanced at the old cook's house, and then returned to the bamboo house. He made up his mind that during the heavy snowfall in Nanyuan Capital City this year, the old cook
Just wait for me.
Cen Yuanji only waited for the green shirt to disappear from sight before continuing to walk six steps up the mountain.
After all, she is a five-level bottleneck martial artist with good eyesight. She had previously noticed that the mountain owner on the top of the mountain seemed to be waiting for something to happen, staring blankly at the foot of the mountain, which made Cen Yuanji look bad.
At first, Cen Yuanji was still a little unsure. After all, her impression of the mountain owner had gradually improved from the extremely bad one at the beginning. However, at the mountain gate, she noticed that Chen Pingan's gaze had never changed.
In the past, when she went to and from boxing practice, the gatekeeper Zheng Dafeng's eyes would wander and be sneaky. Chen Ping'an, on the other hand, could not turn his eyes away and be so upright. Can a mountain master be so unscrupulous?!
In the house at the foot of the mountain, as soon as the mountain owner left, Chen Lingjun and Zheng Dafeng began to "line up their troops." Because they disliked Xianwei's side room and the desk were too small, they went to the lobby of the main house. Xianwei quickly
I felt that my eyes were not enough. It turned out that there was an Eight Immortals table full of dazzling things. Chen Lingjun had piled it with all kinds of mountain spiritual objects used to watch the flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, and the boy in green stood on the bench, with his hands on his hips, proudly. Zheng Dafeng nodded frequently,
The family is rich and considerable. He gave Chen Lingjun a thumbs up and praised him as a master of the mirror flower, water moon. However, Zheng Dafeng was inevitably curious, where did Chen Lingjun, a poor man, get a windfall from? Otherwise, the mirror flower, water moon, and the private Fu Zhou
, getting started is the first step, and after that is the most expensive thing to do. Chen Lingjun snorted coldly, saying that such a scale is all thanks to Chief Zhou, who funded him a large sum of Guyu money, specifically used to purchase this
A kind of mountain treasure.
When Zheng Dafeng was still in Luopo Mountain, he often went to Zhu Lian's place, and Chen Lingjun closed the door to enjoy the mirror flowers and moonlight in various parts of Aquarius Continent. However, the three fellow-minded people actually had their own preferences. The mirror flowers and moonlight on the mountain
There are many different ways to make money, and the most popular ones are definitely those who rely on female cultivators and fairies to support the business and take the lead, just like Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain in the past and He Xiaoliang of Shengaozong, but they are pretentious.
Big, he only shows up occasionally. Chen Lingjun likes to look at landscape paintings. The pictures are simple and elegant, and have a chewy texture. Zheng Dafeng is not so subtle and elegant. He likes the kind of small sect of flowers in the mirror and the moon in the mirror. He always has a figure.
The graceful female nuns in cool clothes dance gracefully as the finale. Whoever spends money calls him brother. In his early years, Zheng Dafeng’s salary was wasted by the calls of Brother Zheng. Sometimes, in order to be able to chat more with the female nuns
He talks dirty, and even writes IOUs with the old chef. Zhu Lian's taste is rather strange. He only likes those weird ways, such as selling various boxing records and secrets. If you are interested, we can discuss privately.
, the price is favorable, and there are discounts for bulk packaging... Otherwise, there are a few fairy houses that are eccentric, and Jinghua Shuiyue does not follow the ordinary path, specifically setting up the kind of plot where the scholar meets the sexy ghost, who is first tempting and then scary.
, you can see the hot spring through the gauze curtain, there are women playing and playing, each with their graceful backs, hazy, just waiting for them to turn their heads again, often scare Chen Lingjun, who is leaning over to watch the scenery, half to death, otherwise it is the scholar in the dark.
In the gloomy mansion, I was walking alone with a lantern in the corridor, and suddenly there was a female ghost hanging down from the beam, or a hand with pale skin and scarlet nails gently placed on the scholar's shoulder... The old cook would never move like a mountain.
, picked up the salted peanuts in the dish and chewed them slowly, watching them with relish.
In the land of Yizhou, only the sects with the prefixes of Shen Gaozong and Fengxue Temple, as well as the great immortal mansions such as Yunxia Mountain and Changchun Palace, and the peaks and mirrors, flowers, water, and moon have a set date for when to open, and they are relatively frequent. The ordinary mountain sects, because
Every time you start a Mirror Flower, Water Moon, you need to consume landscape spiritual energy. I am most afraid of losing money, so I have long intervals and am willing to put more effort into it.
Just because there were enough spiritual weapons on the table connected to the Mirror Flower, Water Moon, Xianwei had already seen the scene of precious light flowing on the table twice.
Zheng Dafeng brought several jars of stored wine and poured three bowls. Chen Ling was not in a hurry to drink, and crossed his arms across his chest, "Master Xianwei, do you want something lighter or meatier?"
I saw Taoist Master Xianwei sitting upright, taking a sip of wine from the bowl, thinking about it, and said in a deep voice: "Pin Taoist practitioners in this line of cultivation do not have requirements to be vegetarian, but you can eat meat when you get married!"
That is to say, Chen Pingan was not present, otherwise Chen Lingjun could have eaten enough chestnuts.
Yuanmu Peak, a high cliff, Zhu Lian raised his head and put his hands behind his back. The writings on the cliff were made of iron and painted with silver hooks, which were elegant and unparalleled. The running script has the meaning of cursive script, which is not a skill. The regular script has the ancient style of inscriptions, which is not unusual.
However, being able to write a regular regular script with a rush of madness really makes Zhu Lian feel ashamed. After thinking about it, Zhu Lian had to admit that he couldn't imitate it.
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Previously, a Taoist from Chunyang returned to Yuanmu Peak from a long trip to the sea. He carved a Taoist poem on a stone here. The preface is extremely long and the content is far better than a poem.
In addition, the font of the preface is not small, and it is somewhat suspected of being anti-customer.
The ancients relegated Xian Bai also came from Emei. The sky is his face and the Tao is his appearance. He is unparalleled. He is just one person for thousands of years. The recent Yiren Lu Yan came from this peak. With a sword flying in the air, the earth is wide and the sky is wide.
The sky is high, the clouds are deep and the pines are old. Don't ask about the cultivation method. Follow the pure yang, bathe in the snow spirit, find the fire in the water, and get rid of the dead heart and revive the soul. We have learned this technique, explored the sky and the earth's axis, and walked together.
If you follow this path, life and death will be reversed and you will live forever... Since ancient times, there is no need for money to learn Taoism. There are only sun and moon in the ladle. There was once a purple edict following Qingluan, flying down to the jade capital... There is no distinction between host and guest in the world. A poor Taoist dares to invite God.
, I want to borrow ten thousand years of spring from the world.
Next to Zhu Lian was Peixiang. She was not in a hurry to return to the Fox Country and would return to the Lotus Root Blessed Land with Gao Jun.
Because Peixiang didn't know the identity of "Lv Yan" yet, he just felt that this cliff carver who dared to put himself and Bai Ye together, since he was "speaking" to the world so openly in the mountains, was either talking nonsense and just trying to gain fame.
Taoists are either well-intentioned or unfathomable masters of Taoism. But it is the latter. The words carved on the cliff in front of me do not have the slightest atmosphere of Taoism. In general, the great monk personally carved the Taoism in person.
The engraved list book will be more or less imbued with the spirit of immortality in the literal sense, but this Taoist poem, which is like a Qingci, does not contain spiritual energy in the main text or the preface. Peixiang, as a Yuanying monk, still has this kind of vision.
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Zhu Lian narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Can't you tell the difference between good and bad, the depth?"
Peixiang smiled charmingly, nodded and said, "Can you help me clear up my doubts?"
Zhu Lian said: "It is both a Taoist formula and a sword formation, waiting for the destined person in the future. If you don't believe it, you can use all your strength and sacrifice the offensive treasure to see if you can shake these words in the slightest."
On the mountain road, the girl in the mink hat and the young man in the yellow hat walked side by side, but she was the only one chattering. Xiao Mo had a little more patience because he remembered the teachings of his young master.
"Xiao Mo, let me tell you something. During my long sleep, I had the same dream over and over again. It was scary. To use the book's saying, I couldn't see anything when I went out, and the plain was covered with white bones."
"Xiao Mo, why do the local dialects here in Huaihuang County call the backflow of water 'thirsty'? Especially in Baoxi County, many rivers call so-and-so thirsty. I think this way of naming is
, both clever and beautiful, what do you think?"
"Xiaomo Xiaomo, please come and have a word with me."
"Xiao Mo, I think you like me, right? If you still don't say anything after I give it dozens of blows, I'll take it as your acquiescence. Nineteen eight seven six five four three two one!"