Sword of Coming - #1180 - Chapter 1180: Alcohol is not hesitant

The warm sun is shining, the spring is swaying, the flower letter has a period, and the plum, plum and peach blossoms bloom one after another.

In the Beijing Liulichang, where there are many bookstores, a handsome young man hangs a purple gourd wine jug with a glossy pulp on his waist. He sits at the door of the shop under the sun, and eats a bowl of pea yellow that he bought on the way. , while haggling with the shopkeeper of the shop that I know in the house, saying that the books I like are old girls who can’t get married, and flirting with the proprietress who set up a roadside stall to sell books in the bookstore next door, and at the same time here Waiting for the rabbit to stand still, kill three birds with one stone.

He borrowed a bench for the shopkeeper of the young drunkard’s shop, sat behind the counter and carefully wiped a piece of imitation official porcelain, raised his head, and looked at the rogue guy outside the door who was looking sideways with the shop beside him, and said with a smile: “Cao Shilang, if you dare to touch her hand in broad daylight and hug her a few more times, I will sell you all these books from my shop at a 50% discount, how about that?”

The young man picked up a piece of pea yellow and threw it into his mouth. He smiled and said, “Forget it during the day, bad reputation, can you go to the corner at night?”

The voices of the two men outside the door were not small, and they obviously did not deliberately avoid the milf. The woman heard the words and grabbed a book from the stall, laughed and scolded her as if she was dead, and smashed the book at the door. That handsome man who has no righteous behavior all day long, “Is it interesting that one has no eggs and one has no guts.

That Cao Shilang is not a nickname, but a genuine official servant of the Dali officialdom, and the official is in charge of the official’s personnel department.

The young man caught the “hidden weapon” without reading the title of the book. He just took a sniff and threw the book back to the beautiful woman’s stall. It’s boring.”

Cao Gengxin’s eyes shifted a little, and he saw a few people walking out from an antique shop in the distance, all of them were foreigners, from Beiju Luzhou.

A tall middle-aged man, wearing an old mink hat with a lot of wear on his head, a padded jacket, and a pair of suede boots on his feet. The man’s face is not bitter at all, but he is poor.

It was the Liu Mahe Liu clan swordsman, Liu Xu.

Yuan Xuan of Sanlang Temple, with the appearance of a teenager, wearing a mud-gold robe.

On this trip south to cross continents to visit Baopingzhou, the heir to the Sanlang Temple nicknamed “Yuan Yichi” and “Yuan Zhangshui” still brought only two followers, Fan Yu and Wufu who traveled far away. This female martial arts master had been to the Dali Suidu and Dadu battlefields and forgot to die. Therefore, there was a detailed record of the Dali Rites. Fan Yu visited the mountains and rivers in Dali. After getting the customs clearance letter, if Fan Yu publicly reveals her identity, she must treat each other with courtesy. If she intends to travel in brocade clothes at night, she does not need to disturb her travels.

The high-ranking gods in Dali always have such a “gift list”, which is convenient for viewing and entertaining guests at any time. Whether it is a mountain monk in a foreign country or a warrior in the rivers and lakes, as long as he has repaid the great Li with morality and righteousness on the battlefield, the court should treat him as a state scholar and treat him with courtesy.

Yuan Ying Jing Lao Jianxiu, Liu Wuding, is different from Fan Yu, who is similar to a family son. The old man is the first-class worshiper of Sanlang Temple. The annual salary is quite considerable, and he takes a lot of money. The disciple protector, used to be Yuan Yichu, but now it’s just Yuan Xuan.

When Lao Jianxiu was young, he used to be a cultivator of genealogy, and then he became a lonely and wild ghost Shanze Yexiu. It was because Liu Wuding had just entered the Golden Core Realm, and it was only a few days after he left the border. I secretly went to demolish the ancestral hall of another family. It was the first time I did this kind of thing. I didn’t have enough experience in the rivers and lakes. I was careless and didn’t hide my identity well. , Originally a descendant of the patriarch who was expected to inherit the head, a young genius with a bright future, had to be expelled from the mountain gate, and was silent.

But looking back at the questioning sword two hundred years ago, the old man never regretted it.

So young and vigorous, the old man has been young.

Cao Gengxin hurriedly swallowed the last mouthful of pea yellow, tossed his sleeves, stood up and shook his robe, smiled and beckoned: “Liu Jianxian, Yuan Gongzi, Liu Jianxian, Fan Zongshi. Ha, Liu and Liu Tongyin, I would have called only one if I knew it earlier. .”

The young waiter used a very authentic Beiju Luzhou elegant language.

Liu Xu frowned and asked, “Who are you? Enshrined by the Ministry of Punishment? Want to check our identities?”

The people on the mountain who dealt with the monks from other villages in the Dali Dynasty were usually worshipped by the Ministry of Punishment.

“Heaven Comes”

Yuan Xuan had already recognized the identity of the other party, and said with a smile: “Uncle Liu, not from the Ministry of Punishment, but Cao Shilang from the Department of Officials in the capital of Dali, a well-known person on the mountain.”

This person is indeed very famous, and he was able to make an exception for the Song Dynasty Emperor Dali to allow Cao Gengxin to bring a jug to the yamen, but it was stipulated that he could only drink one jug of wine a day, and no refills were allowed on that day. As a reward, he gave Cao Shilang a jar of Changchun Palace fairy brew, euphemistically called fishing with wine, so that Cao Gengxin would not make excuses to ask for leave and not go to Mao. According to official rumors, Cao Gengxin, who returned to Beijing to become a servant, had prepared more than a dozen reasons early to shirk all kinds of official duties that he felt would be the same with him or without him.

In the north of Luzhou North, the north-south Zhongtiao Mountain runs along a large river. The mountain is narrow and long, and the whole majestic mountain range is like a **** looking at the eyebrows.

Luomahe Liushi and Sanlang Temple Yuanshi are located in the mountains with extremely rich minerals, occupying the cornucopia and the arsenal respectively.

Cao Gengxin gave Yuan Xuan a thumbs up, “Young man is very knowledgeable!”

Yuan Xuan said with a smile: “Cao Shilang, in fact, I’m not too young.”

Cao Gengxin nodded and said, “Then we are the same, tender-faced, and take advantage of it.”

Liu Xu asked, “From the Ministry of Officials? What are you asking us to do?”

Cao Gengxin smiled and said, “Actually, I wasn’t looking for you, I was waiting for someone with you. I’ve been a neighbor with him for many years, but I’ve never seen him.

Yuan Xuan asked, “Could it be that Chen Shanzhu?”

Cao Gengxin smiled and said, “Young Master Yuan is really smart, you can guess right away.”

Yuan Xuan slandered in his heart, whoever we are looking for, you will wait for, it is hard to guess. What’s more, the Longquan County Kiln Supervision and Construction Office is not a neighbor to the Luopao Mountain.

Liu Xu said, “What are you doing to see him?”

Actually, this question is a bit out of date.

Cao Gengxin of the Ministry of Personnel did not care what Liu Xu did when he came to Dali, and of course Liu Xu, the sword repairer, did not care who Cao Gengxin wanted to see.

But it can be seen that the relationship between Liu Xu and Chen Ping’an is definitely not as ordinary as what he and Yuan Xuan said.

However, Cao Gengxin didn’t look annoyed, patted the wine gourd on his waist, turned his head and smiled at the beautiful woman who set up a stall to dry books and asked, “Manager Nangong, how do you say something?”

The woman said with a smile: “One of Suzi’s famous articles is orderly, ‘The woman said that I have had a bucket of wine in storage for a long time, so that my son needs it from time to time.'”

Cao Gengxin smiled and said, “I still need to introduce myself. My name is Cao Gengxin. It is relatively unhappy and unwilling to be a minister, and if there is no noble person in the DPRK, it is difficult to want to be an official.”

Cao Gengxin turned his head and said with a smile, “The Lord is here.”

Liu Xu and Liu Wuding looked at each other.

This surnamed Cao is not only a Qi practitioner, but also has a high realm.

Cao Gengxin glanced at Liu Xu and Liu Wuding.

Once upon a time, a Qi practitioner in the Nascent Soul realm, let alone a sword cultivator, was already unattainable. Now, looking at these old gods, it seems like that.

Just like when Cao Gengxin was young, I remember the first time I went to visit Liu Jia at the alley outside the building. Because I knew the realm of the old **** in advance, I was still a little nervous. I had to worry about the etiquette when I brought two pots of good wine. If it’s not enough, will I have a closed door? Looking at it now, I can drink wine with Brother Liu.

When he was younger, when he was young, Cao Gengxin was a little worried about what he saw, heard, and talked about state affairs with the elders of the family.

Today, the children of our Dali Dynasty have already regarded the Dali Dynasty as one of the most powerful countries in the world, and regard this kind of thing as the most natural thing.

In particular, the **** in Yichi Lane and Chi’er Street began to calculate their respective pros and cons with the Dadauan Dynasty and the Xuanmi Dynasty in Middle-earth, guessing when Dali would catch up.

Actually, it wasn’t like this before.

I remember that when Cao Gengxin was young, he and his grandfather once asked about the official anecdote that was famous for the government and the opposition. Since Shen Chen had resigned from the Ministry of Officials, and with his stubborn personality, he had established an academy in his hometown. Why did he want to return to the officialdom? It was really Cui Guoshi who personally came forward and invited Shen Shen to be in charge of the Ministry of Military Affairs in Beijing.

After all, Cao Gengxin’s grandfather is the owner of the Cao family in Shangzhu Kingdom. The outside world can only rely on guesswork, but this old man can ask Shen Chen the truth in person.

It turned out that Cui Guoshi had visited the local academy and indeed personally invited Shen Shen to return to the officialdom, and the reason for persuading the stubborn Shen Shen was very simple.

Cui Yu asked Shen Chen to lift his eyelids, so he might as well take a longer view.

Since it will soon be the land of Dali, why do you still care about those trivial things?

If the anecdote is limited to this, Cao Gengxin actually thinks that Cui Guo’s teacher is brilliant and brilliant, and it will not make the boy feel numb in his scalp and cold in his back.

It turned out that the old man told his most important grandson a more “trivial matter”, saying that when Cui Guoshi appeared in that private academy, the academy that he had worked so hard to establish had already been turned into a government-run academy, and the new appointment was made. The mountain chief is already on his way to his post, and that mountain chief is a great scholar in the literary world who was originally disliked by Shen Chen, a grandfather and grandson of three generations and five scholars. Personal grievances, it is estimated that Shen Chen will be disgusted to the point of death.

Cui Yu has given you one choice, and there is absolutely no second choice to choose from.

You are either suffocated to death in your hometown, or you obediently go to the capital of Dali to become a high-ranking official, serve the country, the people, yourself, the society and the common people, and the three immortality.

Therefore, Cao Gengxin came to a conclusion very early that the smarter the person, the more afraid of Cui Guoshi.

Cao Gengxin has been the kiln supervisor for so many years, does he really think that Cao Duzao doesn’t want to make a successful career? It is nothing more than that Cao Gengxin is smart enough to not dare to be smart.

After leaving the Thousand Steps Gallery, Jiang Shangzhen said that he was going to Changchun Palace to do some private affairs.

Xie Gou is still at the Fire Temple.

Chen Ping’an only brought Xiao Mo by his side, and came here to find Liu Xu and his party.

Cao Geng bowed his heart and took the initiative to apologize: “I have been an official in a small town for many years, and I did not go to Luopao Mountain to visit Chen Shanzhu, which is a lot of rude.”

“I don’t have to go to the Office of Supervision and Construction to visit my parents, so it should be even.”

Chen Ping’an returned the salute and asked with a smile, “Why is Shilang Cao here, waiting for me, waiting here?”

Cao Gengxin smiled and said, “As expected, I can’t hide it from Master Chen Shanzhu.”

Chen Pingan asked, “Anything to discuss?”

Cao Gengxin shook his head and smiled and said: “I just met once, said hello, and I am satisfied. If Chen Shanzhu needs to invite a friend to drink, he will only say that there are large and small restaurants over the Changpu River, and if you report my name, you can book your account. No money.”

Chen Ping’an wondered: “Cao Shilang’s salary is so high?”

Cao Gengxin said boldly: “Chen Shanzhu and his friends drink and drink, the restaurant keeps the accounts, the officials Cao Shilang owes the debts, and the poor Cao Gengxin pays back the money.”

Hearing this, Liu Xu was in awe, he and Cao Gengxin were not the same, and they didn’t have the same taste. You didn’t need to talk too much to know that they could not be friends, but Cao Gengxin and the second shopkeeper would definitely get along well.

Chen Ping’an cupped his hands and smiled: “Chengqing, thank you here.”

After that, Chen Ping’an took Liu Xu and the others away from Liulichang and asked Liu Xu if he had chosen a good inn. Liu Xu said that there was no inn for the time being. Now it is very famous on Baopingzhou Mountain.

Of course Liu Xu didn’t care, anyway, Yuan Xuan was the one who paid, and Yuan Xuan naturally didn’t care. He didn’t spend a lot of fairy money on a trip to Liulichang, and he was worried that he had nowhere to spend.

Cao Shilang returned the small bench to the shop, and finally got what he wanted and bought the books that he had long loved.

Seeing this, the proprietress of the shop next door set up a stall and asked curiously, “How did the iron rooster pluck his hair, and what kind of ecstasy soup was given to him?”

Cao Gengxin said with a smile: “I told Lao Hong that the person who was standing and chatting with me at the door of his shop just now was the owner of Luopao Mountain. As soon as Lao Hong was happy, he gave me away for nothing.”

“It’s really not slander?”

The woman was suspicious, and hurriedly turned her head to look at the back of the blue shirt in the distance, and murmured, “It’s not so handsome, I don’t think it’s as good as you.”

I remember that in the past, Liulichang Bookstore sold a book of Landscape Travels, and the sales were quite good. Please come by yourself, the unstoppable affair…

Cao Gengxin put the book into his arms and smiled: “Be a down-to-earth person, a happy person with a wide heart and a fat body, eat well, drink well, and sleep well.”

Walking out of the noisy Liulichang boundary, Liu Xu asked, “Are we really going to the Changpu River for a drink?”

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “What are you thinking, you can go there with your knees. If you really want to report Cao Gengxin’s name, it’s useless, and nine out of ten restaurants must drive people away.”

What’s more, the restaurant on the side of the Changpu River is relatively heavy, and there are not many places to drink vegetarian wine. Cao Shilang obviously believes that Shanzhu Chen dare not go there too much.

Yuan Xuan took courage and asked shyly, “Master Chen Shan, do you still remember me? The last time I was fishing at Tonglu Lake, the person I introduced myself was called Yuan Xuan, from Sanlang Temple.”

Chen Ping’an nodded and smiled: “Of course I remember, I have a deep memory. At that time, Young Master Yuan was very young, and he was an old man. He was kind-hearted, but he was well-mannered.”

Yuan Xuan suddenly looked bright and turned to look at the few people around him.

How about it? !

Or is it a polite word? !

Lao Jianxiu pretended to be surprised, Fan Yu nodded lightly, and was very supportive.

Liu Xu was a little speechless, how can you be sure, isn’t this still a polite word?

A little fool like Yuan Xuan, when he arrives at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, no matter how much money he has in his pocket, it is useless. He is no better than Wei Jianxian of the Wind Snow Temple, and he will become a number on the account book of the second shopkeeper.

The two sides met for the first time in the verdant lake in the Valley of Ghosts. According to the records in the “Reassurance Collection”, there is a local special product of clam fish, which is full of treasures. According to legends on the mountain, the most mysterious thing is that Qi practitioners eat this fish, and they can get rid of it. The entanglement of any nightmare in the world.

The higher the cultivator’s realm, the more dreamless he becomes. If the cultivator still has more dreams in the fairyland, it is natural that his practice has gone wrong.

At that time, Chen Pingan went to Tonglu Lake to try his luck. It was best to catch fish, but it didn’t matter if he couldn’t.

And the last time Yuan Xuan traveled to the Valley of Ghosts, it was also by chance. But not as indifferent as Chen Ping’an.

Because of his great aunt, Yuan Yizhu, she has been plagued by nightmares for a hundred years, which has led to the delay in breaking the bottleneck of Nascent Soul.

Although ordinary people can’t see the slightest abnormality in her, Yuan Yichu is actually haggard. If someone skilled can see the truth, she is a skinny and tragic state.

It’s just that women love beauty, and she used a talisman method, but this is an “illusion” of self-deception, so within a hundred years, she has only appeared a few times occasionally, even in the ancestral hall. The last time she appeared was when Liu Jinglong visited the Sanlang Temple, and Yuan Yiju would only be strong. Even if she didn’t want him to see his inhuman face, she hoped to give him a few last glances.

Since Gao Cheng, the heroic spirit of the Ghost Valley, disappeared inexplicably and voluntarily abandoned a Jingguan city, this group of dragons and headless Ghost Valley was no longer able to compete with the Muyi Mountain, and the Pima Zong completely took over the entire small world. The Sanlang Temple has a good relationship with the Pima Sect. Anyway, there is no more interference from Gao Cheng. At that time, Zhu Quan, who had not yet stepped down as the suzerain, heard about this, so he simply came to a thorough drying up and fishing, letting the crowd The monks used the water-moving method and used nets to catch fish. As a result, they caught a lot of the silver carp known as the “little lake scorpion”. The meat was thicker, and it was not suitable for the eyes of the gluttons. The only valuable ones were only The two fish whiskers after the silver carp survived for a hundred years can be used to make treasures such as demon-binding ropes, immortal-binding ropes or whiskers.

Among them are a few silver carp, which are huge and weigh more than 500 jins. However, compared with the unique clam fish in Tonglu Lake, many large lakes in Beiju Luzhou have silver carp, and they can only be regarded as ordinary things. As for the buckwheat, a pair were also salvaged, but they were not old enough, so they were carefully brought back to the family by the Yuan cultivator. Yuan Yizhu glanced at the two buckwheat and said it was useless.

Yuan Yizhu just kept the pair of swimming fish in the courtyard fish tank and teased them in his spare time.

Yuan Xuan’s face was embarrassed, “Master Chen, my trip to Aquarius Island is actually… looking for you, to see the old site of Lizhu Cave, and then go to Luopao Mountain…”

Seeing Yuan Xuan twitching and unable to let out a fart for a long time, Liu Xu helped him and said, “He has an elder with good cultivating aptitude in Sanlang Temple, called Yuan Yizhu, a female sword cultivator with excellent aptitude. About a hundred years ago, she was in a secret realm ruins, and her Taoist heart was infiltrated by some kind of weirdness. After that, as long as she fell asleep or concentrated her energy, she would be disturbed by nightmares. It is difficult, so it has been stagnant in the Nascent Soul Realm for too many years. Judging from the current situation, Yuan Yizhu’s soul will become a muddy mess within a few years, and the immortals will be hard to save. Therefore, a long enough age is needed. , As for this fish being able to expel the haunting nightmare, the rumors are true or false, in short, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.”

Chen Ping’an asked in doubt, “You didn’t ask someone to help you?”

Yuan’s reputation on the mountain is so good, it is reasonable to say that the pass of a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm, please ask the cultivator of the Ascension Realm, and it will be enough to drop ten times.

Liu Xu shook his head and said, “Yuan Yizhu is after all a woman in a boudoir, and I guess she has something to hide, so she doesn’t want to go to Pidifeng to find the real Huolong, and Sanlang Temple didn’t say hello to the Heavenly Monarch of the Chongxuan Department. At first, the ancestor of the Sanlang Temple wanted to discuss the matter behind Yuan Yichu’s back, but Yuan Yichu, who had expected it, had already said a few harsh words, and the ancestor of the Yuan family had to give up, her stubborn temper, No one can beat it.”

Chen Pingan became more and more confused and asked, “Then why did you think of coming to me?”

Huolong Zhenren and Chongxuan Department Yang Tianjun are men, so am I a woman?

Although on the battlefield of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the young hidden officer did pretend to be a female sword cultivator. Originally, it was very well hidden, but it was leaked out for some reason.

If it is said that he was confused by strange nightmares and hurt his heart, Chen Ping’an’s first thought was that Lu Chen could help “interpret the dream”, and I believed that he would definitely be able to catch it.

It is a pity that Master Lu has returned to the Qingming world at this moment. Then there is the student Cui Dongshan, who is very accomplished in the spirit of the soul. But if Yuan Yizhu didn’t want to let the male Qi practitioners help, it would be very troublesome.

Otherwise, Xiao Mo’s “spinning the cocoon” is also a must.

Liu Xu said, “That old man who proclaimed himself the Great King of Heihe, used the old dragon cave as a dojo. It raised a pair of golden lobsters that were old enough to give his daughter a dowry. It was only in the old dragon cave that the old man was born. Yuan has been raised for 800 years, and it is estimated that they are the ancestors of the squid. But according to some gossip, it is rumored that you went to the ghost valley back then, and the old Yuan returned to the temple to practice. Sanlang Temple The ancestor of the Yuan family went there personally, and only after asking, did he find out that even a piece of celadon water that was used as a fish tank was stolen, along with the clam fish, and Lao Yuan could not do anything about it.

“As for the Xiao Yuan, whose name is Fu Hai Yuanjun, and a very cherished carved mother copper coin in the Laolong Cave, they mysteriously disappeared at the same time, and their whereabouts are still unknown. Lao Yuan also prayed to Yuan Laozu to help find it. The whereabouts of its daughter.”

“This is the dowry that Lao Yuan gave her, so she won’t be a thief. If it is said that she eloped with someone, then Xiao Yuan has formed the appearance of a queen, and she is also a first-class hero. Now, I want to know each other.”

Hearing this, Chen Pingan knew it, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Chen Shanzhu, who is upright and beautiful, has a few things that he is reluctant to mention. Except for the fake female cultivator at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, most of the things that happened in Beiju Luzhou, in addition to the trip to the ghost valley, also I was invited by the ghosts in the mountains to fight poems, and then I was doing business with Daochang Sun’s partner at the Xianfu site… At that time, I was still young, I just felt that the world was big and I was not in my hometown, who would know or remember to do it myself what.

When Lao Tzu traveled to Beiju Luzhou, he just acted as a foolish old man, and occasionally picked up junk. How could he be the same as the black-clothed scholar who didn’t get away with nothing and didn’t grow an inch of grass?

On that trip to the Valley of Mysterious Creatures, he and the “Ye Xiu” who called himself Yang Mumao, who was formed by beheading three corpses, were intrigued all the way, not only working together to make money, but also changing ways to pit each other.

One is Yang Mumao, who sees injustice on the road, and the other who faints when he sees blood.

As for the last time the two sides met again, it was already in the Ascension City in the colorful world.

Chen Ping’an said: “Yuan Xuan, I only have a clue about the return of the pair of columbine fish, but I haven’t been able to determine anything yet. I can ask you for it right away. Just wait for my news in the near future.”

Three mountain mirrors, a pair of golden crayfish from the old dragon cave, and the priceless carving mother, which was once cast by a hidden immortal of Qing Dezong, and there are many harvests, all of which are black-clothed scholar “Yang Mumao” in It was easy to earn from the robbery in the ghost valley.

Compared with Chen Haoren’s stop-and-go picking up small junk, he can earn some hard money with a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west, which is incomparable.

Although Chen Ping’an still doesn’t know the whereabouts of the little turtle and a pair of cockles, he guesses that it is doomed to be inseparable from the Yunxiao Palace.

Moreover, he is now, in name, the boxing master of a certain prince of the Dayuan Dynasty.

In fact, after that Xiao Yuan took refuge in Yang Mumao, he did get a piece of landscape creation. Just as the black-clothed scholar said by the river at the time, he kept many imperial edicts with jade seals in his house, and he accumulated a lot of freshmen. Dui, just fill in a name, and you can take office and become a **** of mountains and rivers. According to the agreement, or threatened by the ruthless Yang Mumao, Xiao Yuan did not dare to reveal his whereabouts after leaving the Ghost Valley. As for the two dowry fish, they have nothing to do with her anymore, and they are now kept in a pond in the Chongxuan Administration.

How many world affairs and people’s hearts have gone around in a circle, but they are still in place.

Yuan Xuan bowed his hands and thanked him.

On the way here, Uncle Liu said that the second shopkeeper will either not nod, but as long as he nods, the matter is safe.

Chen Ping’an smiled and said that you don’t have to be so outspoken, I am a regular customer of your Saburo Temple.

Yuan Xuan curiously asked why he said this, and Chen Pingan took out Liu Jianxian and said that he asked him to help buy two pieces of Lingbao armor.

As soon as Yuan Xuan asked the price, he nodded and said that the aunt’s face was still great, so if he came to bargain, it would cost more than a dozen Gu Yu’s money.

Chen Ping’an was fairly familiar with the capital of Dali. He had been to Liulichang before, and when it was time to eat, he took them to a nearby restaurant for a meal.

Hearing Yuan Xuan said that Uncle Liu was already the owner of the house, Chen Ping’an hurriedly congratulated him. He didn’t plan to drink alcohol at first, so he ordered a few pots of wine from the restaurant, and the dining table became a wine table.

The Liu family in Luomahe has a total of 16 houses, and the house is full of talents. Moreover, unlike the general wealthy family, the Liu family is known in the whole continent for making a fortune and being diligent and thrifty. However, Liu Xu was not willing to take over the family business, and was more willing to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship.

When he was in the Nascent Soul Realm, he went to the Sword Qi Great Wall, saying that it was to break the bottleneck and enter the upper five realms.

But the elders in Liu’s ancestral hall, who do not frown or frown, not only are they afraid that Liu Xu will not be able to get along there, but also that even if Liu Xu is in the realm of jade, one day North Luzhou will need to have an event. Island sacrificial sword.

So after Liu Xu returned to his hometown, grandfather saw the first sentence of this grandson, and it would be better if he was not the head of the house.

I never thought about a certain family ancestral hall discussion, just using a cross-continental ferry, in exchange for a “talented” head of the family.

Liu Xu likes to drink, but he has always been slow, and when he rarely drinks happily, he never gets bored.

This is true in my hometown, and it is also true in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

I am a rich man, why pretend to be outside?

Beiju Luzhou has the largest number of sword cultivators, the most addicted to alcohol, and the best amount of alcohol. What are the taboos when it comes to the wine table, and the Sword Qi Great Wall itself calls Dong Sangeng and Qi Tingji by their first names. When you cultivate and follow the local customs, there is nothing you dare not say or cannot say.

Yeo Mo was the second shopkeeper who had heard about Liu Xu’s family background early on and knew that he was the young head of the Liu family in the Mule Horse River. In the words of those who are both drunkards and nurses, that is, a fat and strong fat pig is running around at the door of the second shopkeeper.

So in the beginning, when the wine shop business was not so prosperous, I always thought of Liu Xu as a rich and wealthy rich man, and asked him if he wanted to sit on the estate together. Chen Ping’an got tired of entanglement, so he told Chen Ping’an frankly that he went out and never had the habit of bringing money.

After that, the second shopkeeper often invited him, instead of inviting him, to squat on the roadside drinking together, it seemed that he really regarded him as the kind of poor man who went back to inherit the family business and had spare money.

Liu Xu didn’t lie, he didn’t pay attention to everything except practicing swords.

The family was worried that he was in a foreign land where he was unfamiliar, and swordsmanship always needed money from the gods, so they sent the money to Chunbanzhai on Dianxuan Mountain every three weeks and five, but Liu Xu never went to withdraw the money, and later sent it directly. When he arrived at Sun Juyuan’s mansion, Liu Xu still pretended not to know, so Sun Juyuan greeted him and said that your family had saved money in the mansion, and Liu Xu also said that he didn’t need it, just keep saving it.

Until the end, Liu Xu had left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and in Chunfan Zhai and Sun Juyuan’s private residence, Liu Xu did not take any immortal money.

The reason why the wine shop went over to support it as soon as it opened, Liu Xu’s original intention was to drink the taste of hometown wine there. As for the result, it’s hard to say.

There are ten people in a gambling game, eight nurses, and one is Chen Ping’an, who is in the village. Only one of them is still complaining about his bad luck, and he will definitely make a lot of money next time.

Now that the wine table is open for drinking, Fan Yu filled a large bowl of wine and offered toast to Master Chen Shanzhu, and she drank it all in one go.

It turned out that she was rescued once by Zheng Qian when she broke through the battlefield of Dadu in Aquarius Island. To be precise, Fan Yu was grabbed by Zheng Qian’s shoulder and fell directly out of the murderous encirclement.

Fan Yu later learned that the martial arts senior nicknamed “Zheng Qingming” was actually the founding disciple of Chen Shanzhu, whose real name was Pei Qian.

As a teacher and a master, Chen Ping’an likes to hear this from others the most now.

When he was full and full, Liu Wuding spoke the least, but drank the most. Lao Jianxiu was so drunk that he staggered without anyone helping him.

Yuan Xuan knew that this was because Grandpa Liu had practiced swords in his life, but he had never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Therefore, there are bowls of wine on the table today, and the old man drank it, all drinking the guilt that poured into the bowl of wine from his heart.

His face flushed red after drinking, not only because of his incompetent drinking power, but also in the face of this young man from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, who was also the last hidden official of a foreigner, the old man was guilty and blushed.

There are so many things in the world, the power of alcohol is not hesitant, it is difficult and difficult, and this body cannot help itself.

Earlier at the wine table, the old man said that he wanted to toast Chen Yinguan with a toast.

After that, the old man drank by himself and became more and more silent.

Liu Xu raised his elbow and tapped Chen Ping’an beside him lightly, motioning you to comfort Lao Liu with a few words, the second shopkeeper, you are the best at this, see if you can help him untie his knot.

Back then, in that small wine shop, the second shopkeeper came here with his mouth open, and he never made drafts for bragging. A crowd of people squatting and drinking on the street liked to listen to the second shopkeeper’s story without spending any money.

Chen Ping’an shook his head, why put salt on Lao Jianxiu’s wound.

Besides, if you haven’t been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you haven’t been there. I don’t care about the sky or the ground, and I don’t care what your reasons and difficulties are.

Therefore, at the previous wine table, you have to tell Shanzhu Chen, or simply call Chen Ping’an by name, it doesn’t matter, toast, I am a junior on the mountain, I will definitely drink it, and I will definitely pay my respects to my senior. bowl.

But since you Liu Wuding used the title of a hidden official, you are also a sword cultivator from Luzhou in Beiju. I’m sorry, I’m not familiar with you.

Liu Xu said in a heartfelt voice: “Do you know Mirage? Several Qi practitioners followed me to the liquor store to drink. They were obviously not from the Jianxiu sect, nor did they start with Zong, but they died on the side of the Sword Qi Great Wall. Liu Dingwu was once the direct disciple of Mirage, and he almost became the head of the sect, but because he fought for others, he had a sword fight with Hai Shi, injured many sword cultivators over there, and was expelled from his division. Otherwise, when he became Jindan back then, if there was no accident, he would soon cross the Hanging Mountain and go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.”

Liu Xu was silent for a moment, looked at the old man in front of him with a sad back, and continued: “Liu Wuding feels that he has already repaid his favor with the Yuan family, and he just resigned to worship at the Sanlang Temple not long ago, and plans to go to the wild world alone, but Yuan Xuan didn’t know about it yet, so Liu Wuding didn’t plan to tell him about it. Liu Wuding still doesn’t know about it. It was his master master who did it on purpose and asked Haishi to cooperate in a play. A good seedling, can stay in Beiju Luzhou, practice swords well, and one day, practice the upper five realms, as to whether it is a mirage school genealogical cultivator, it does not matter. Because Liu Wuding’s master is very clear, with this disciple’s temperament, Jindanjian Jianxiu, who is also the next head of a mirage, is destined to not have to return home alive when he arrives at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.”

Chen Ping’an hesitated for a moment, rubbed his face with his hands, nodded, walked to the old man’s side, and said in his heart, “Senior Liu, there are two Qi practitioners from Beiju Luzhou, and the other is the sea market that hangs over the sea. The sword cultivator of the sect is called Yuhe, a sword cultivator of the Jindanjing realm, and the other is a direct disciple of the head of the Mirage sect, called Gao Jie, the peak master of Dengxian Peak. Strange, how can two sect disciples who clearly have a feud, how can they drink and drink together. Once drinking together, I just listened to them chatting, Yuhe said that what happened back then was his fault first, sorry for that high festival He was expelled from the division. The other one started yelling, saying that if Liu Shibo hadn’t seen through his identity, he would have been our head, and we would have a Jade Pure Realm Sword Cultivator in Beiju Luzhou. Aizhou is going to be shorter than us, you have no ability to cooperate, you only have a broken mouth, you can’t drink it… Today’s wine, whoever is the **** will pay the bill, and the second shopkeeper will bring two pots of good wine over. “

The old man listened carefully, was silent for a moment, and said with a smile, “It’s all a matter of mood, there’s actually nothing right or wrong.”

“Senior, if it’s really uncomfortable in my heart, how can I scold you? I’m very good at this. If you start with a hundred sentences, there will be no repetition.”

“…”

“Let’s go, Lao Jianxian Liu, let’s have a drink alone.”

Calling a Nascent Soul Realm Sword Cultivator a Sword Immortal is nothing, but it is actually an even more excessive Liu Lao Sword Immortal.

“And the rest.”

“Go and come back.”

“Then make a deal with the hidden officer!”

strive so.

Try to drink what you have left over from this year in the coming year.

Liu Xu’s trip to the south was to find Chen Ping’an for a drink. That’s all, there was nothing to talk about. Isn’t drinking with friends the right thing to do?

So after drinking, Liu Xu was going to make a trip to Old Longcheng alone. There was some business on the mountain and he wanted to talk to the Fu family. As for Luopao Mountain, whether to go to see the situation or not.

Yuan Xuan’s three, it’s a worthwhile trip, of course, you can go back to your home, you need to go to the Xianjia Inn recommended by Chen Ping’an, send a message from Feijian and send it back to the family to announce the good news.

Liu Wuding escorted Yuan Xuan back to Sanlang Temple, and he would rush to the wild world, and then he would go to the Jianqi Great Wall ruins.

Liu Xu followed them to the inn and stayed at the inn. Yuan Xuan smiled and said, “Uncle Liu, Master Chen Shan really made you a friend.”

Liu Xu smiled and asked, “How?”

Yuan Xuan said: “I heard that the inn is famous for killing pigs and slaughtering guests, and it has a very general reputation on the mountain.”

Liu Xu said: “It’s hard to say if you don’t treat me as a friend. I guess that inn, Chen Ping’an has a dividend.”

Fan Yu said: “Not really.”

Liu Xu said, “I don’t think so, that’s because you are not familiar with Chen Ping’an.”

Fan Yu became more and more strange. If so, how could you two become such good friends?

It’s not like one of them likes to be in business, and one who thinks more money likes to be taken advantage of.

Liu Xu said indifferently, “My generation of sword cultivators, what is money?”

A Xianjia ferry was on its way back to the north. Suddenly there were monks who claimed to be worshipped by the Dali Punishment Department. They found a few of them and asked Bai Deng to go to the Dali capital immediately, saying that the Beijing Rites asked Bai Deng to discuss the iron talisman. Jiang Shui Shen fills the gap.

Bai Deng previously went out with the ghost Yinlu, and Jinghao’s direct disciple Gao Geng, and never thought that when he came back, he would be the Tiefu River Water God.

Gao Geng and Yinlu both congratulated Bai Deng, and the Da Li Rites said it was a discussion, but in fact, there is something to discuss, isn’t it obvious.

I went out of Luopo Mountain before, the sky is high and the earth is wide, how do you feel?

?carefree!

A few of them, at least have a great freedom of “I don’t want to drink today, I can stop drinking”!

Yupujing Jianxiu Bai Deng’s avenue root foot, belongs to Jiaolong, was born in the “old emperor’s family” on the mountain in the past, and is one of the land dragon palaces in the ancient Shu.

Although the large and small dragon palaces on the sea and land back then were as numerous as the hair of a cow, there were a lot of dragon children and dragon grandsons, and their descendants were very complicated, but not everyone could call them “true dragons”.

On the mountain before, a few of them were inexplicably ordered once to go to a small vassal country south of Dadu. It was a trivial matter. Gao Geng was very familiar with the customs and officialdom of the world. , There are also many crooked ideas and bad ideas. It is more than enough to be a dog-headed military strategist. Coupled with Bai Deng’s sword cultivator status and Jade Pure Realm, one errand can be said to be flawless and beautiful.

Originally, Fellow Daoist Bai Deng was about to become a high-ranking deity in one continent, so he should have a drink to congratulate him. There were several kinds of immortal brews on the ferry, but the three of them had a tacit understanding not to mention this.

Gathering in Bai Deng’s house, Gao Geng said in a heartfelt voice: “Brother Bai is the only thing that is not good for this Iron Talisman River God, that is, he is deeply involved with the country of the Song Dynasty.”

Yinlu smiled and said, “This kind of great bargain, which is once in a lifetime, will be caught first. As for the luck of the Song family, we will talk about it later.”

Gao Geng said, “Unless.”

Yinlu also laughed and said the word “unless”, and the two sides smiled at each other.

Unless that Chen Shanzhu, when the Great Li National Teacher.

Of course, Bai Deng needs to follow a “sacred way” if he wants to successfully get the seal of the Dali court and become an orthodox mountain and water deity in one place.

It’s just like what Zhao Duanjin, Minister of Rites, asked when discussing matters in the imperial study before, whether there will be any accident for Bai Deng to become the Water God.

Instead of asking “what is the probability of success”, you will know that Biden’s road to “becoming a god” is very smooth as long as there are no major accidents.

This is the innate advantage of the gods who belong to Jiaolong.

Reborn, shape the golden body, build temples, enjoy the incense of the world, and finally become a **** of the mountains and rivers… The human race is the most difficult and difficult to train.

For Bai Deng, who saw the sun again, because he was drinking at the same table with someone, he had no idea at all and went to Baidi City in the Middle Earth Divine Continent to “jump into the Dragon Gate”.

The next best thing is to become the righteous **** of Jiangshui in the court of Dali. The first choice is the land of Dali Jingji, and the second choice is the land of Beiyue. The heavier the dragon, the better, and the rest are not considered.

As a result, Bai Deng’s wish came true, and his dream came true.

Pushan Fu Dechong, after returning to the dojo from the capital of Dali, met a wandering Taoist priest who called himself “introspection”.

The young Taoist priest, who only said his name but did not report his name, entered the towering mountain temple, which is the mountain of the prince of Zhongyue. The name of the mountain god, said that Xiaodao encountered some difficulties, and asked the mountain **** to meet and talk about it.

That sneaky Taoist priest, who didn’t dare to report his real name, said that he came from a small sect that “pushed up from the Xiaodao generation, and there was only one master”, but he admired Pushan very much, and his admiration couldn’t be more. I want to have a discussion with Fu Shanshen, so that I can “please” return a Taoist book and enshrine it well… Fu Dechong has just walked to the capital of Dali, and he is in a good mood. …with humorous words, he walked out of the golden body, and at the same time isolated a quiet world, lest the pilgrims in the temple make a fuss. That Taoist priest, after all, was something from the old collection of his own study, and it was indeed stained with some essence of incense.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest didn’t appreciate it, let alone know the goods. Just reading the title of the book, he began to complain that it was not a fairy book on the mountain, and it was not worth a lot of money. He found a Taoist book in the middle, saying that you, the mountain **** master, is so big as an official, but you are stingy, and you teach people to be disappointed. No matter how poor the small Taoist is, you know that you will come to the door with a generous gift… Cursing, young Taoist priests will take that He threw the book to Fu Dechong and left Pushan angrily, but with a bang, his head slammed into the incense-scented landscape restriction. Fu Dechong had to apologize to the Taoist priest with a smile and open the restriction.

As for the “Book of Taoism”, which was a ritual exchange, Fu Dechong did not take over, but just let it hover in the air. After the Taoist priest came down the mountain, Fu Dechong waved his sleeves and moved the book to the warehouse dedicated to miscellaneous books.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the immediate supervisor, Fazishan Jinqing, appeared in the Pushan Hall with a livid face, and asked Fu Dechong if he had taken the wrong medicine and wanted to rebel? !

Fu Dechong was confused and had no idea why Jin Shanjun asked his teacher so much. Jin Qing saw Fu Shanshen’s stunned appearance, stomped his feet lightly, stepped on the blue bricks of the main hall, and tied the line with the mountain roots of Pushan. After a while, he became more and more With a dignified expression, he asked, “Do you know that just now, the air fortune of the entire Jizi Mountain and the water transport of the Yongjiang River seem to have been led away by your Pushan?!”

Fu Dechong became more and more at a loss, shook his head and said, “Subordinates really don’t know.”

Jin Qing asked, “You didn’t notice anything weird?”

Fu Dechong thought for a moment, “Just now there was a Taoist priest from a foreign country who claimed to be called ‘introspection’. He came here and asked me for a Taoist book to take back and enshrined. He thought the book I gave was not valuable, and instead gave me a Taoist book. There is no book title on the cover, only the inscription. I think about it… I regarded it as the kind of Taoist priest who made a name for himself. I wanted to come to my Pushan side, but out of love, I helped him write a few comments on the Taoist book, It’s good to be famous on the mountain.”

Jin Qing said solemnly, “Where is the book?!”

Fu Dechong said, “I just threw it into the warehouse.”

Jin Qing asked: “Fu Da Shan Shen, or I beg you, quickly bring that Taoist book over and let me have a look?”

Fu Dechong was a little embarrassed, and moved the Taoist book back to the main hall again. Jin Qing didn’t even dare to open the book casually, he still hung it in the air and looked intently. The cover of this Taoist book of ordinary material had only “self-examination”. “2 characters, but the character “Ji” on the top seems to be written in gold ink, which is like a golden silk thread, and the character “Save” at the bottom seems to be written in green ink. Jin Qing held her breath, put her fingers together, and stroked the words on the cover lightly, like a vulgar man suddenly touching hot coals, Jin Qing quickly retracted his fingers and shook his sleeves vigorously, the Zhongyue Shanjun sneered, “Sure enough This book is a joke!”

It’s just that the entire Pushan realm, and even the Beiyue realm, has lost the figure of the Taoist priest.

Jin Qing squinted again at the dull-faced Fu Da Shanshen, and then put his gaze on the title of the book again, and said, “Fu Dechong, try to open the book.”

Fu Dechong nodded and carefully stretched out his hand to open the book, but the Taoist book remained motionless, even if Fu Dechong sat on a mountain and used his natal supernatural powers, he still couldn’t open the book.

Jin Qing suddenly smiled and said: “What a ‘Ji Ling’ wooden chicken, the other party deliberately teased him like this, it is you who admires him the most. The silk thread ‘ji’ is Ji, and the condensed water transport writes ‘province’, it is Ji Ling You, Fu Dechong, don’t know where the Ji Ling wooden chicken first came from. Who knows? Then Fu Dashan Shen, tell it yourself, who gave you this Taoist book?”

Fu Dechong suddenly realized.

Have you really seen Headmaster Lu?

No wonder the other party didn’t pay incense before. Headmaster Lu really wanted to pay three incense sticks to the golden statue in the main hall. Fu Dechong was afraid that the golden body would be bowed down to the other party.

Why did Fu Dechong deliberately address Zhangjiao Lu by his first name when he was with Chen Guoshi in the capital of Dali?

Jin Qing said angrily: “Hurry up, I don’t have time to watch your jokes.”

Fu Dechong said in a low voice, “I beg Shanjun to clear up your confusion.”

Jin Qing said with a smile: “Hurry up and say a good word to this Taoist book! The other party must still be listening.”

Fu Dechong hurriedly took three steps back and bowed to the Taoist book: “Pushan Fu Dechong, welcome the Taoist book to return to the mountain.”

Sure enough, this Taoist book fell into Fu Dechong’s sleeve on its own.

Jin Qing smiled and said, “Teach people to be envious, look greedy.”

Fu Dechong smiled awkwardly.

The Jinqing Shrinking Mountains and returning to the temple of the Zishan Mountain, sure enough, the vision of heaven and earth in the Zhongyue Dijie has dissipated.

Fu Dechong sighed with emotion, and the friendship between Headmaster Lu and Mr. Chen was really not very good.

The mountain **** raised his sleeves vigorously. The Taoist book presented by Master Lu was really heavy.

In the entire mountain **** hall, only the mountain **** Fu Dechong himself did not know. Behind the statue, there was actually a Taoist priest who had left and returned. He slowly moved forward with the crowded people. The young Taoist priest clenched his fists in front of him, while He swayed while walking, chanting words in his mouth, hoping that the mountain **** would bless the trail with everything going smoothly and safely.

After Lu Chen quietly left Pushan, he went to the side of the boundary stone monument in Zhengyang Mountain, and before going to Qingmingtianxia, ​​he also went to the heart of a certain female cultivator in Luzhou, Beiju, and sleepwalked.

Lu Chen took the nightmare that was still in the realm of cultivation, and put it in his sleeve. Only then did he fly up to the sky and really return to Baiyujing.

In Nanhua City, Lu Chen sat in the dojo, raised his arms, straightened the crown above his head with both hands, and took a deep breath.

Lu Chen didn’t even dare to separate out a piece of mind, or the kind of yin and spirit out of his body, but instead started a real journey against the current.

In the middle of Tongye Continent, Yulindu outside the capital of Yunyan Country, on both sides of the ferry, there are high-rise buildings and wealthy private residences on one side, and on the other side are small restaurants that are not very good and cheap.

As the night fell, the number of guests on the river bank gradually decreased, the restaurants closed one after another, and the opposite side became more and more brightly lit and full of traffic.

A sword immortal in white and an old man in yellow sat opposite each other, ordered some special snacks, and ordered barley wine. The latter asked with a smile, “Are the rich people in the world all night owls?”

Mi Yu, who rarely left the ferry, said with a smile: “I’m not from this side, and I don’t have a lot of money in my pocket, otherwise I would invite fellow Daoist Nen to drink flower wine on the other side.”

Nen Daoist smiled and said, “What’s the point of drinking flower wine? It’s all about drinking money. I admire those poor scholars who went to Beijing to take the exam. That’s just lying.”

Miyu smiled.

Strange to say, I used to think about women when I was in my hometown, but when I got here, I didn’t seem to have any ideas.

Is it really old?

Or is it really like what Chef Zhu said?

A book with simple language, smooth story, and occasionally a few punchlines, just like thunder on the ground.

If there are too many pages and pages, they are all like flowers, but if you just pile them up blindly, it will be far inferior to the taste of a dish of pickles and porridge. Look at women, too.

Mi Yu and Nen Daoist drank this wine until dawn.

Of course, the owner of the restaurant was looking at money for the sake of money. After getting a few snow money, he went back to sleep. Anyway, even if the two guests were torn down the shop, it was not worth a cent of fairy money.

During this period, Daoist Nen also went to the kitchen to be the cook for a time, and cooked a few dishes for Mi Dajianxian.

In the early morning of this day, Li Huai brought the fox charmer named Wei Taizhen with a power fence on his head to the mountain gate of Luopao Mountain.

Because Li Huai wants to go to the wild world, he has already taken leave from Shanya Academy, and the mountain chief has approved it.

Mainly, I was thinking about the old blind man who didn’t even know his surname or first name. Now he is still on the Shiwanda Mountain. He is alone. It’s quite uncomfortable, I want to go there to see the old man.

So Li Huai was called by Chen Ping’an to Luopao Mountain this time, just to say something in person.

No matter who he is with or what his relationship is, as long as he is a close person, Li Huai will try to say goodbye to him when he separates from him.

There is nothing up and down the mountain, the distance is far and the distance is long, and the length of time is a difference after all.

Now the gatekeeper of Luopao Mountain is a young and unfamiliar Taoist priest.

Suddenly, a white-haired boy appeared, claiming to be the editor of Luopao Mountain, Lord Yinguan’s confidant on the side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and the number one general under the command of Lord Chen Shan…

Wei Taizhen beside Li Huai, she didn’t dare to look up at the mountain gate archway.

The genus of monsters and monsters, regardless of whether they belong to the wild world or not, it is inevitable that they will feel apprehensive when they hear the title of “hidden official”.

What’s more, Wei Taizhen was standing at the foot of the Luopao Mountain.

Her father, the old fox who used to pretend to be a land man in Baojing Mountain, saw Wei Taizhen last time. By collecting the Shanshui Di newspapers and some clues from that year, the old fox followed the vine and found out that the man who almost became his son-in-law back then. The guy, it turns out to be Chen Shanzhu of the Luobao Mountain in Baopingzhou today, the old fox is so angry, he beat his chest and his feet, and he was so angry that he was so angry, “That **** surnamed Yang mistaken me, motherfucker, wait for my realm to rise in the future. , when the mountain **** master, I have to slap him to death! What a marriage, just because this guy is in the middle, just slipped away under the nose, and I blame you, I didn’t listen to my father’s advice back then, it counted Forget it, Master Chen Shanzhu, Chen Dajianxian, such a big man, a small family like us can’t afford to climb high, and you are indeed not worthy of it. Oh, no, marriage between men and women is not necessarily ah, So many talents and beauties, men and women, which one is the right match!”

Thinking of this, Wei Taizhen had a headache, so she glanced at the scholar beside her through the tulle.

As soon as I heard that the Fox Charm was in the Nascent Soul Realm, when the white-haired boy took a pen to record, he was obviously lacking in interest, but at any rate he was in the middle five realm, which was slightly better than the upper five realm.

When I asked Li Huai’s realm again, after hearing that he was neither a Qi trainer nor a martial artist, the white-haired boy suddenly burst into laughter, as if he was lucky to go out a few steps!

Of course the white-haired boy recognized Li Huai.

Wei Taizhen took courage and said timidly, “Master Konghou, my son is a sage of the academy.”

The white-haired boy put away the pen and paper, put his hands on his hips, and said with a grin, “I’m a good boy in the middle of the winter, sage, amazing, young and promising!”

Li Huai could not wait to dig a hole on the spot and drill down.

Li Huai quickly changed the subject, “Is Pei Qian back?”

The white-haired boy led Li Huai to sit at the table, “No, that little black charcoal surnamed Pei is still busy in Tong Yezhou.”

Of course, today’s Pei Qian is no longer a small black charcoal. The white-haired boy is more depressed about this. It’s not good for everyone to be short melons together.

Li Huai asked, “Where’s Uncle Zheng?”

The white-haired boy sat cross-legged, nibbling on the melon seeds, “I have nothing to do all day long, so I went to chat with the old cook again. It’s euphemistically called learning from each other. It’s bulging here and there, and I can’t hear it.”

With the boy in Tsing Yi, he watched so many scenes in vain every day, and he was reluctant to lose a few immortals’ money… It’s just that the family’s ugliness cannot be made public, and the white-haired boy has no face to talk about it.

Li Huai was born and raised in the small town, and it was actually okay to hear these contents.

But he was so ashamed of the fox beside him.

Jiang Shangzhen did not go back to Luopao Mountain with him, but went to Changchun Palace first, and then asked Wei Shanjun to help him and dragged him back to Niujiaoshan Ferry.

Only after returning to Luopo Mountain, before reaching the old cook’s house, he found a slender woman in a snow-white robe standing on the road.

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and clasped his fists, “Longevity is the law.”

Changming nodded and smiled: “I have seen Chief Zhou.”

Jiang Shangzhen asked, “This is the law of longevity?”

Chang Ming said, “I happened to pass by.”

Jiang Shangzhen nodded.

I don’t want to talk to her more.

In the lonely mountains of her own family, I am afraid that apart from the mountain owner, everyone is more or less afraid of her.

She suddenly smiled and said: “Chief Zhou, I heard two sentences, you describe me, one is ‘On our Luobao Mountain, I am the most favorite long-lived Taoist friend in Zhou,’ and the second sentence is ‘Palm Sister Lu squinted and smiled, and the man’s heart trembled.’ I never thought that in Chief Zhou’s heart, I was so flattered that I could have such a beautiful appearance and such a high evaluation.”

Jiang Shangzhen’s scalp was numb, and he knew something was wrong, so he immediately clarified: “Fellow Daoist Longevity, it’s just two jokes on the wine table, you can’t take it seriously!”

Brother Jia has a strict mouth and will not let this kind of thing go out. It must be the uncle Chen Lingjun who owes his mouth.

The route of the flow of wealth in the world is the road of wealth. It seems to be illusory, but it is not. In the eyes of the monks on the mountain, this road really exists.

Otherwise, why did Shanzhu Chen let one of his own patriarchs sit on the Fengyuan ferry?

If it annoys Sister Changming, she only needs to walk to the blessed land of the cloud cave. Even if there is Ni Yuanzhang’s three-legged golden toad, with all her strength to help gather fortune, she probably won’t be able to stand it.

Although Changmin’s appearance is not the kind of beauty that is alluring, but to be honest, the kind of femininity on Changmin’s sister is really… rare, very rare.

Jiang Shangzhen has his own set of evaluation methods for beauties in the world, adding and subtracting points for seven or eight categories, which is extremely rigorous.

For a hundred pennies, if you only talk about the beauty of a long-lived daoist, you can probably have 80 pennies, but if you add her unique charms, it will be at least the level of 95 pennies!

However, Jiang Shangzhen knew very well that a woman like the long-lived Daoist friend was destined not to have feelings for anyone.

Luohua is intentional and ruthless, and the wishful thinking of all men in the world is today’s green hills and sunset, which cannot be chased or kept.

At this point, Jiang Shangzhen had no choice but to use a trick to keep his dog’s head.

In his own Luoluo Mountain, Jiang Shangzhen actually used the means of isolating heaven and earth, “Do you know if the mountain master knows one thing?”

Changmin nodded: “I know that the young master has long known, but I have to pretend that I don’t know in some way.”

The question and answer on both sides is very convoluted.

This involves a very important, and can even be said to be the top two top-level secret affairs.

View the world.

Think of the lotus flower blessed land as a world with complete and orderly circulation of the avenues.

For example, where did the first sword cultivator in the world come from, and why did he come to be!

The mountain master may not be able to grasp a clear context, but as long as it is done, for Chen Ping’an, the Dao will be of great benefit.

This is similar to that in Xuandu Guan, when Sun Daochang asked Fatty Yan to think about the question “Why is there only sword repair in the world?”

But this matter, outsiders can not remind Chen Pingan. Don’t say it is beating around the bush, and you can’t even say a word.

Otherwise, it would be like someone forcibly handing Chen Ping’an a bamboo basket and asking him to go to the river to salvage the moon, which is destined to be a waste of time.

Therefore, Cui Dongshan could only be in a hurry, and he did not dare to give any hints to Mr. Yu, so as not to superfluous.

Jiang Shangzhen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, “In that case, this is the best!”

In the world of Qingming, Xuanduguan received a letter from Baiyujing from Feijian.

The sender was Lu Chen, who had just returned to Qingming World, and the recipient was Bai Ye, who was practicing swordsmanship in Xuandu.

Bai also read the secret letter, and then went to inform Jun Qian, who is now a guest in the Taoist temple, and said that we will go back to Haoran World together, your little junior brother, please go to Luopao Mountain.

And Lu Chen said in the letter that this time the two of them traveled far away and flew into the sky, and Bai Yujing would not care about it, so there was no need to report.

Liu Shiliu smiled and asked, “Junior brother just told me to go, what are you doing? Bai Yujing has chased people away. Do you think it would be more troublesome for you to stay here?”

Bai Ye said: “According to Lu Chen’s explanation, it is an exchange with Haoran Tianxia, ​​I will return to my hometown, and another Jianxiu named Xiaomo will come over here, and let the other party be a guest of Mingyue Haocai, so that I can talk to that spectator. Shishu reminisces about the old days. When I return to the Qingming world, that sword cultivator will return to the Haoran world.”

Bai Ye’s sword practice is actually very simple, especially after he entered the Jade Purity Realm, in fact, it didn’t take long before he became an immortal.

There have been countless poems handed down from generation to generation, among which there is a sentence, the immortal touches my top, and the hair grows.

One day before, Bai Ye, who was watching the blue lotus flower in the half-pond, realized something. He just retreated for a while, and with a stick of incense, there was a vision of heaven and earth.

Growth and knot hair, the top floating fairy.

After walking out of the room that was still closed, Bai was already a Sword Immortal.

However, Qi practitioners who have entered the fairyland can change their real appearance, but Bai Ye didn’t do this, and still has the appearance of a teenager.

Liu Shili glanced at the “juvenile” tiger hat and asked with a smile, “How do you say it?”

Bai also rubbed the hat on his head, “It seems like I’m used to wearing it.”

Liu Shiliu said, “It was agreed in advance that if you see my husband this time, you are not allowed to show my husband’s face in front of me.”

“Inappropriate?”

“I have to give it too!”

White Emperor City in Middle Earth.

“Two” Zheng Juzhong, who are both monks in the Fourteenth Realm, stood side by side in a realm that seemed to be too empty. He once painted a vast and boundless astrological map.

In addition, he also imitated a Guanqianjian Zhai in the middle. In the vast world, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the wild world, the flying swords of the swordsmen of all dynasties are densely packed and confused.

One looks at the celestial phenomenon, and the other looks at the sword map.

Master Chen Qingliu alone did not teach swordsmanship to his pioneering disciple.

As for the rest of the so-called direct disciples, they lacked aptitude. Like the younger disciple Liu Daochun, it would be meaningless for Chen Qingliu to teach him.

Zheng Juzhong did not have any grudges or grudges about this.

If the preacher does not preach this way, is it possible that the disciple will not be able to teach himself?

In the world of Qingming, a small Taoist temple located in a remote place.

Because there are relatives, one old and one young, depend on each other in this Taoist temple. In the early years, they relied on money to open the way, and finally got the identity of a resident Taoist priest, but there was no genealogy. Regarding the courtyard, as well as the morning bell and the evening drum, the old man did it for the young man. The old man who was called Chang Bo by the young man nags a lot, and the young man surnamed Chen is just a deaf ear.

In the dark, reading at night, the light was dim, an old man named Chang Geng was explaining in detail to the young man named Chen Cong, what is meant by a gentleman who respects his own, and does not admire his presence in the sky, is the sun. into also.

After hearing Uncle Chang’s explanation, the young man couldn’t help but ask, “Uncle Chang, is this the knowledge of Confucianism? You teach me this, without being taboo?”

The old man nodded, picked up a peanut from the plate, put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully. The lamp on the table was slowly burning. As for whether or not to commit taboos, only you and I know, and no one knows when you go out, what does it matter.”

Chen Cong said with a smile, “Just a scholar? Not much in fame.”

Chang Bo squinted and smiled, “Who said no.”

Chen Cong asked curiously, “Uncle Chang, there are no outsiders, let me know. Do you know him? Are they all those poor scholars?”

Chang Bo did not answer this question, but just asked the young man to repeat the meaning of that sentence.

“Chang Bo once said a chariot and reel, and it’s a matter of time and history, and it will be spent in the sound of books, then…”

The young man was full of smiles and began to shake his head, “What is meant by a gentleman who respects those who belong to himself, but does not admire those who belong to the heavens, he is progressing by the day… and listen to me carefully…”

The old man pretended to be angry and glared: “I didn’t stand during the day, and I didn’t sit at night. How many times have I said it, I’m sitting upright…”

The young man is not afraid of this Uncle Chang. In the eyes of the old man, every time he looks at himself, it is the kind of doting and gratification that his parents treat the younger generation, or the kind of younger generation who is very promising.

Probably this is a day with nothing to do, relatives sitting idle, and the lights are lovely.