Sword of Coming - #1203 - Chapter 1203: a painting in the mountains

Chen Ping left Yu Xuan alone, left the mountain alone, went to the bamboo building to change into his daily mountain attire, and put on the padded robe and cloth shoes again. Green and green.

Xie Gou sat at the table by the cliff, said that he had fulfilled his mission, and brought the words to Liu Saobao. Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, and asked her to talk to Guo Zhujiu about having dinner together.

In the past, as long as Guo Zhujiu stayed in the mountains to eat, Chen Pingan would cook in person and stir-fry some special side dishes, not to mention comparing with Zhu Lian’s cooking skills, but he was very good at eating, and he didn’t care about it.

Yu Xuan was quite helpless, just now Chen Daoyou’s self-evaluation of “not enough qualifications, come up with ideas” made the old man speechless again. Why are fellow daoists swearing again, you have to take care of the old scholar.

There are five Taofu sects in one mountain, and Haoran is the only one. Yu Xuan remembered that he had a few fairy seedlings in his family. Their aptitudes were quite good, and their mountaineering practice was as powerful as a bamboo, but each of them had too high aspirations. The ancestral genealogy is in the line of sword immortals in Jingwei Guan Taoism. Seeing the virtues of this patriarch who has his nostrils up to the sky, he still has to complain face-to-face that the founder of the mountain is not a sword fairy. Don’t you all think that you are extremely smart, and breaking through the realm is like eating and drinking, so I let you meet Chen Pingan, who was born after the golden core was broken and broken, and who returned to the jade jade after retreating three times! I don’t know if Chen Daoyou has this kind of leisure, would you like to train him? estimated hanging.

Is it possible to spend 500 gold and fine copper coins to buy the word “Taoist Temple” or “Guandao” at a sky-high price, and then talk to Chen Daoyou about “additional head”?

The chaotic mountains are high and low from the state.

Don’t be surprised that this town has the oldest style, this place was originally the ridge of the world.

The short stature old man, wearing a purple Taoist robe, pinched his fingers, and looked intently at the east gate of the town. Yu Xuan could vaguely see a Taoist priest riding a bull to enter the pass, and the purple energy came from the east.

Not daring to look at the old time scene, Yu Xuan stood on the railing, gasped, and suddenly widened his eyes, only to see a purple aura between the sky and the earth, divided into two lines, mighty like a raging river, suddenly Crashing into his two sleeves, like a fish in water, Yu Xuan couldn’t stop him, shook his sleeves, good guy, it’s supposed to be nothing more than ethereal and weightless Dao Qi, but it’s actually heavy, let already fourteen The old real people in the world have to bend down a little. If you are in the Tianwai Xinghe dojo and you are poor, you don’t have to bend this way!

Yu Xuan put away his thoughts, shook his sleeves, bowed his head to the sky, and thanked Daozu.

Liu Shiliu and Bai Ye’s house are next to each other, so it’s convenient to visit. Zheng Youqian finally saw the most proud little monster in the world, who was born in Tongyezhou, and dared to chat with him.

It seems that I have wronged my husband. It turns out that my husband didn’t brag and didn’t write drafts. He really knew Bai.

Zheng Youqian wasn’t afraid of Bai Ye, after all, Bai also wanted to kill and only kill the Great Demon of the Wild Throne.

The little uncle who is a hidden official is different. When you meet a monster clan, you will call one to kill one, two to kill one pair, and three to kill all of them. They don’t even blink.

Of course, in addition to being the last hermit official who killed monsters like hemp in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he is also a junior uncle of his own family. We met for the first time on the mountain road last year. The junior uncle is on my side and has a very good temper. Chatting with myself, the little uncle didn’t speak loudly.

Because the eldest brother Baideng was appointed by the Dali court to fill in the righteousness of Tiefujiang, and he only had to complete the road to becoming a **** and the ceremony for the time being. The Sword Immortal of the Yupu Realm, not too afraid of the torment of the broken bones, and under the eyes of Luoluo Mountain, there must be no accidents, so he changed his name to Zeng Cuo’s ghost Yinlu, as the second brother, I made a private discussion with Liuxiazhou Qinggongshan Gaogeng who was the third younger brother. Apart from helping the elder brother to protect the pass, the two of them would also participate in the court sealing ceremony. At least they wanted to support their elder brother. There is a Confucian Temple on the side to give the **** title, and it is a grand celebration. They all want to see the world-famous night banquet, but they are not familiar with Wei Shanjun. It’s just that Yinlu dare not pretend that he has a good relationship with Chen Yinguan. If he is not careful, he will be hit by a brick, so Gao Geng, a guest from the downcast mountain, has to go and talk to the young Yinguan. The youngest, the third younger brother, but he has the responsibility, he can go to the mountains of swords and seas of fire, just say it, it’s just three invitations from Chen Shanzhu and Wei Shanjun. Banquet, you know the rules!

So Gao Geng pretended to be relaxed when he learned that Chen Shanzhu was walking to the top of the mountain with an old man in purple clothes. Like dying. Gao Geng didn’t dare to interrupt Chen Shanzhu’s chat with his friends on the mountain, so he lingered at the junction of the mountain road and the Shinto, waiting patiently at the same spot for Chen Pingan to come down the mountain alone, and then quickly stepped forward, biting the bullet and saying the invitation Chen Pingan was not embarrassed when he heard the words, and said with a smile on the spot, such a trivial matter, Master Gao only needs to chat with Chen Lingjun while drinking, and then let him inform himself. Don’t mobilize the crowd like this, it’s too far-fetched.

Gao Geng was overjoyed, he never thought that he would have such a big face on Chen Shanzhu’s side!

Chen Shanzhu even personally sent Gao Geng to the gate of the mansion, and chatted all the way, speaking freely. The good news went. One must know that Master Jing Hao stayed in the mountains for so long, this young hermit official with great achievements did not even give him the face of having a drink together!

It was the first time for Ning Ji to come to Luopo Mountain, and everything was new, but he didn’t dare to go out alone. The husband was busy, so Ning Ji followed Senior Brother Zhao more, like a little follower.

The girl in the pink dress named Nuanshu said that since she is a student of the master of the mountain, she usually has a house on the mountain, and there are several vacant places for Ningji to choose from. How can a young man who is too poor dare to occupy a house all to himself? To be honest, Ning Ji, who is used to wandering, is also not used to those days of happiness and wealth, so he just said that he can live in a house with Senior Brother Zhao.

Zhao Shuxia has always been hardworking when it comes to learning boxing, and he is walking around in the courtyard at this moment.

Ning Ji sat on the other side of the steps and watched. The young man was quiet and peaceful, and he didn’t feel that watching boxing was boring.

Cen Yuanji was practicing boxing on the mountain path, the Taoist priest at the gate was originally a serious person, every time Cen Yuanji took a rest at the gate of the mountain, the Taoist would just say that the weather is good today The polite words, now as soon as Zheng Dafeng raised his head, the Taoist priest raised his head, Zheng Dafeng stared at her, and the Taoist priest followed, with both heads shifted by the same amount.

Heh, it’s not that the whole family doesn’t enter the house, it’s said that the gatekeepers are all chosen by the mountain master himself.

Chen Lingjun, who was clamoring to go down the mountain out of nowhere, was scolded, and Nuan Shu came to him with a small grain of rice, and asked him if there was a wrong tendon, and he lived well on the mountain, so he insisted on moving to Qilong Lane. Who is watching? Chen Lingjun was aggrieved. He just looked at the girl in the pink skirt who had finished scolding him and was going to go back and forth. After thinking about it, Chen Lingjun didn’t say anything. Just sitting on the steps, holding his head, sighing, Xiao Mili sat aside, pulled Jing Qing’s sleeves, and then handed over a handful of melon seeds, Chen Lingjun was eating the melon seeds, kowtowed, knocking out his courage, Chatting with the millet grains. Xiao Mili said don’t be afraid, the good mountain owner said, the old **** Yu heard about Jing Qing’s deeds in Beiju Luzhou from his husband, and he wanted to get to know you while he was busy with business. Chen Lingjun grinned when he heard that, and laughed loudly. He quietly stood in the warm tree outside the wall. Seeing that Xiaomi Li spoke verbatim, the girl in the pink skirt felt relieved and left lightly.

While Xiaomi Li revealed the secret to Jing Qing, she secretly extended her thumb towards the wall. Chen Lingjun nodded, indicating that she knew. They looked at each other and grinned.

Cao Qinglang was engraving a seal in the study room. He traveled with Mr. Zhong to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. The carving knife was given by his husband. Cao Qinglang was engraving a gourd-shaped book collection seal with the words “like a new book”. He wanted it as a birthday present this year. Send it to Mr.

There is a study plaque hanging in the house, which was first written by Mr. Zhu on the paper, and then Mr. Zhu “copied and expanded” the words on the wood, “Wish to hear that I have passed the fast”.

Pei Qian followed Li Baoping to the reading post, and Li Huai lived there, but there would be no more “literary fights” like when they were young. Wu Fu, the young man in Confucian shirt, the sage of the academy, no longer have the mood to quarrel.

Hearing that Li Baoping was coming, Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing took Shi Jiachun, who was temporarily living in Taoye Lane, to take a talisman boat to the care reading post, a rare reunion of classmates.

Cui Dongshan acted arbitrarily, causing Liu Xianyang to sleepwalk and ask swords. He didn’t dare to see his husband at all. He called the chief of Zhou Zhou and slipped away. He went straight to the blessed land of lotus root together. Some things had to be finished.

The girl in the mink hat was lying in the sea of ​​clouds, her legs crossed, waiting for Xiaomo to come home. Gentle Xiaomo, maybe I will come back today, maybe I will come back tomorrow, ha, the day after tomorrow will be the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

Sitting next to him was an extremely sad white-haired boy, who looked like he had nothing to love, because he knew that he had been expelled by the leader of the Guo League. What kind of evil did he do, poor man, with boundless suffering.

Sensing the vision of purple air on the other side of the mountain, Xie Gou sat up, clenched his fists with both hands, propped them on his knees, and his momentum changed completely. Ashamed to carry a short sword, just to see the mountains.

Xie Gou pursed his lips, President Guo was right, you can’t slacken your cultivation just because of your aptitude too good, even juniors like Yu Xuan who are thousands of years older than her are in the 14th realm.

At the kitchen in the small courtyard, Chen Pingan was busy wearing an apron, Liu Xianyang was sitting on the threshold, Gu Can was squatting on the bench in the house, carrying a torch, his cheeks were bulging, and blowing the wind to light a fire.

Chen Pingan asked casually, “Is it a double talisman?”

Liu Xianyang laughed and said: “That guy did use a substitute to save his life. He was as slippery as a rice field eel. The substitute was wiped out by the uncle without any effort. The realm of the real body is not much higher.”

Chen Pingan said: “It’s best not to use this method of suppressing the bottom of the box before entering the Ascension Realm.”

Liu Xianyang sneered and said, “Teach me how to do things? If you talk nonsense, I will let Gu Can go.”

Gu Can didn’t bother to pay attention, just raised her neck, glanced at the condiment plates on the other side of the chopping board, and reminded: “Fry me a green pepper ham, make it more spicy.”

Chen Pingan nodded and said: “Liu Chicheng has arrived in Zhoucheng and is currently staying in Dong Shuijing’s inn. I guess he will come to Luoba Mountain to drink, either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.”

Gu Can said, “I’m annoying him, I don’t want to see him.”

Chen Pingan took some more peppers, cut the ham with a knife skillfully, and said: “After all, you are from the uncle generation. It is your good fortune to meet an elder like Han Qiaose. At least you will not be in the way if you have Liu Chicheng.” Yes, it’s still luck. You don’t need to be too enthusiastic, you have to live with face.”

Gu Can was silent for a moment, then said: “People like Liu Chicheng, if you deliberately don’t deal with him, he will be a little bit smarter, otherwise he would be able to use his brain without using his brain.”

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, “That’s right.”

Gu Can said: “I’m very free, do you want me to take a trip to Tongyezhou?”

Comparing patience with others, Gu Can has never lost to anyone in her life.

Chen Pingan said: “Idle? How idle is it? Now it is the bottleneck of the Jade Raw Realm, touching the threshold of the Immortal Realm? Planning to build a sect is child’s play.”

Gu Can was silent.

Liu Xianyang yelled, and laughed loudly: “You are in the Nascent Soul Realm, and you are ashamed to teach Gu Zongzhu a lesson. When you eat later, you are squatting and holding the bowl, so you are not qualified to serve.”

It’s not easy for Gu Can to say anything to Chen Pingan. He is very familiar with angering Liu Xianyang. Liu Xianyang had already expected that before Gu Can could swear, he had already voluntarily surrendered, “Chen Ping’an squatted, I’ll sit on the floor to eat.”

Yu Lu and Xie Xie also took the Fengyuan ferry back to Niujiaodu this time, but they didn’t go to Luopo Mountain, but went directly to Erlang Lane. The house has been vacant for many years. I never wanted to thank you and kept the key. When I opened the door, Yu Lu moved. A stool by the patio, sitting and looking up at the sky. Thank you for being a maid here. I revisited the old place. Things changed and people changed. I fetched water and began to wipe the tables and stools. I found an old broom. I moved gently everywhere. When I passed by Lu, the dust was flying. Lu had no choice but to wave his hands to disperse the dust.

Old Immortal Jia went back to Qilong Lane, and saw Lin Feijing, a Taoist priest who is the current treasurer. Jian shop bought braised pork pickles and a roast goose, and then greeted shopkeeper Shi at the entrance of the New Year’s shop, and entered Caotou shop, shouting that the wine bugs rebelled, and asked the two apprentices Tian Jiu’er and Zhao Denggao, He hurriedly brought the wine and put the food on the table. The old Taoist chatted with Lin Feijing and signed up for his own number. Immortal Master, take the matter seriously and return the gift.

Afterwards, he was dragged to the table by the old god, saying that it was just a few drinks, that people should not be drunk by wine, not too much, and that the old **** would stop at the toast, let alone persuade them to drink. I just drink a few big bowls with pride, the old man is drunk with wine, his face is flushed, and his temples are frosty, so it doesn’t matter. When we meet in the rivers and lakes, we have wine and meat, and we are friends. After a meal of wine, Lin Feijing drank very comfortably, and felt that he had met an old man with a warm heart.

Zhu Lian wasn’t there, but his dining table was lively. Chen Pingan didn’t deliberately call out, and those who were on other hilltops temporarily took care of the meal by themselves. At this moment, the table was still full of people.

The little boy in Tsing Yi started to raise his tail. He wandered into the yard with his hands behind his back, but he didn’t see the figure of the old man in purple.

At the dinner table, Chen Pingan gave Cao Qinglang a chance to bring those two friends to Luopo Mountain as guests, and Cao Qinglang agreed with a smile. Cao Qinglang hesitated for a while, but still did not complain to the husband. It turned out that besides the little senior brother, there were actually two young sword repairmen from the Great Wall of Sword Qi who served as the bait at Dadu in Tongyezhou, but they all volunteered. “Fishing” with Sovereign Cui, on the way here, on the Fengyuan ferry, the little brother repeatedly told me not to leak this matter to my husband, for fear of multiple crimes and punishment, the position of Sovereign will be changed, and I vowed to guarantee Cao Junior brother, rest assured, the next suzerain will be yours sooner or later, don’t be in a hurry, let the little senior brother warm up the top spot first… Cao Qinglang chose to help keep the secrecy, not for the sake of fellowship On the contrary, I feel that a sword repairer is a sword repairer and has his own style of action, and he should respect the choices of Yu Xiehui and He Gu.

Chen Pingan reminded Cao Qinglang from his heart that after returning to Tongyezhou, the recent situation is more complicated, involving the overall ups and downs of the ups and downs, and anything can happen in the middle, so don’t go to see Xu Zhen alone And Yu Li, if you want to see them, you have to bring Cui Dongshan with you. Cao Qinglang didn’t ask any further questions, and still had no objection. Chen Pingan wanted to explain a little bit, Cao Qinglang smiled and told the husband not to think too much, just deal with the affairs at hand, the students knew it well.

Accompanied by mountains and rivers, full of wine and food.

Because Chen Shanzhu, who is more airy than the sky, rarely takes the initiative to ask for invitations, this is the first rare event, so Wei Bo personally went to Luopo Mountain and brought three invitations for night tour banquets, bypassing the ceremony of the tiger’s mansion. As the secretary, Wei Bo wrote down the names and Taoist names of Bai Deng and others in his own handwriting.

Sword cultivator Baideng and the ghost Yinlu, one has lived in a closed mountain for too long, and the other is a wild monster. They don’t quite know the importance of etiquette here, but they are well aware of the constant high farming in the Liuxiazhou wine bureau, so they went down in person. The cook cooked a few dishes of appetizers, and forced Wei Shanjun, who can be regarded as a great monk in the Ascension Realm, to stay, and stopped for a drink. In any case, the eldest brother will soon be the orthodox water **** of Tiefujiang. The ancestral temple is so close to Piyun Mountain, just like Fuguo County. It’s a good thing to have a good relationship, some people in the court change officials, and the county officials are not as good as they are now.

Wei Bo didn’t expect Gao Geng to make such a fuss, and he stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face. After all, he was a direct disciple of Ascension Realm and a guest who could stay in Luopi Mountain. At the table, Jianxiu Bai Deng didn’t speak much, due to his natural indifference and temperament, Gao Geng and “Zeng Cuo” were on the side of Wei Bo, who was about to be promoted to a god, and said a lot of good things for the brother who couldn’t speak .

Seats are limited, so no one can really let anyone squat down to eat, so they didn’t call Zheng Dafeng and Daoist Xianwei for dinner. Chen Pingan took Liu Xianyang and Gu Can for a walk down the mountain, chatted for a while, and then they returned to the northern part of Gyeonggi. Chen Pingan entered the house at the gate of the mountain, only to find that the two gatekeepers were sitting opposite each other under the eaves of the side room, holding rice bowls, eating a pot of steamed cabbage and tofu, talking and laughing , having fun.

Daoist Xianwei also asked the mountain master if he had eaten, and if he hadn’t eaten, it was a trivial matter to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks. Chen Pingan said with a smile that I had eaten it myself. I cooked it myself. There were too many people, so I didn’t call you.

Daoist Xianwei said with a smile that it’s all right, but in fact, both he and Brother Dafeng had an expression that they were lucky they didn’t call us to go.

This made the Shanzhu, who was still a little bit guilty, so angry that he went to the kitchen with a familiar way and brought a small bench and bowls and chopsticks, and sat down to eat.

Chen Pingan said that next time we will eat stewed fish with tofu, thousands of tofu and ten thousand rolled fish. Xianwei looked at Brother Dafeng, and Zheng Dafeng looked at Daoist Xianwei, and they both used their eyes to hint at the other party that you would decline this matter. Master Chen Shan didn’t bother to look at their eyebrows, he just said that it’s a deal, why are you being polite to me.

While eating and chatting, Chen Pingan said that Pei Qian had secretly bought a nearby mountain, Fuyaolu, which was sold fairly and with a land deed.

The hilltops adjacent to Luopi Mountain, apart from Huimeng Mountain in the north, together with Tiandu Peak, Tiaoyu Mountain and Fuyaolu Mountain are all close neighbors of Luopi Mountain.

And Cui Dongshan has also secretly acquired the jumping fish mountain.

Xianwei listened absent-mindedly, took a chopstick of white and tender hot tofu, and blew a few breaths, just thinking about what kind of fish the next time the mountain owner will stew the fish himself. He is a gatekeeper and can’t talk about these mountain gate chores. There is nothing to say, it has nothing to do with people’s soft words, Luopo Mountain does not pay attention to the rules of class and realm, it is purely because the Taoist priest himself is not interested.

Chen Pingan said: “The last time the Patriarch Hall of Jise Peak had a meeting, I just chatted a few words about the rules of opening the peak and the division of the top of the mountain. And without a master, it’s not a problem after all.”

Zheng Dafeng nodded, “It’s not a trivial matter to have a good name. If the mountain has an owner, someone must live there to help gather popularity. Just having the spirit of heaven and earth is not enough. An empty house has been unoccupied for a long time. will get old very quickly.”

Zushan is Luopo Mountain, which has gradually become vassals and changed to “Chen” hilltops. When the last meeting was held, there were fourteen in total.

Baolu Mountain, Caiyun Peak, Xiancao Mountain. Cheetah back, Pearl Mountain, Niujiao Mountain, Huanghu Mountain.

Huimeng Mountain, Zhusha Mountain, Weixia Peak, Sword Worship Platform, Xiangshan Mountain, Yuanmu Peak, Zhaodugang.

Now with the addition of Fuyaolu and Tiaoyu Mountain, there are as many as sixteen. As for the mountains to the west of the old Lizhu Cave, there are only forty-two hilltops. The Longquan Sword Sect is in the hands of Liu Xianyang, and a few more were moved away not long ago. In this way, Luopo Mountain almost occupies half of the hilltops.

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: “After returning to Luopo Mountain, Chief Zhou has been working in secret all the time, and he must buy a few more hills for Luopo Mountain. What is being grinded now is the Xiandu Peak that is said to be very tight-lipped. Ten Chief Zhou seems to have met the two foreign immortal forces, some of the Feijian messengers who communicated with Shangshan were also quietly intercepted by Chief Zhou, read the contents of the secret letter and then “released”, so Chief Zhou is more sentimental these days , sometimes sighing, sometimes smiling brightly. It seems that Chief Zhou is under a lot of pressure when Xiao Mo comes to the mountains.”

Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng couldn’t help laughing and said: “A romantic and passionate person who sees different things and wants to change, is most afraid of retribution and being forgotten by others.”

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, “Tell Jiang Shangzhen later, don’t buy the mountain for now.”

Zheng Dafeng asked: “Maybe the number of hills is less than half?”

Chen Pingan nodded, “Leave some leeway for now, and it won’t be too late to wait until the situation becomes clear.”

Zheng Dafeng hummed, “This is safer, I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry.”

The back of the squid was leased to Liu Chonglan and Zhuchai Island. Niujiao Mountain is where the Xianjia Ferry and Baoluzhai are located. Zhenzhu Mountain, which is closest to the town, is too small to open up mansions and build large-scale construction projects.

Huanghu Mountain used to be Shuijiao Hongxia’s Water Palace Dojo, Hongxia wanted to donate the mountain top and the lake bottom Water Palace to Yunzi, but Yunzi was not a descendant of water, so he chose to stay in Huimeng Mountain to live in seclusion and practice Taoism. Chen Lingjun said that Yunzi looks stupid, but he is actually very smart, and Huimeng Mountain is a first-class mountain in the territory.

Chen Ping privately gave the Yuanmu Peak adjacent to Huanghu Mountain to Li Baoping. The natural scenery is beautiful, but now the humanities should not be underestimated. Chunyang Lu Yan once left a Taoist poem.

The reading post has been assigned to scholars like Lin Shouyi and Li Huai.

Of course, the Sword Worshiping Platform was reserved for Jianxiu. Fortunately, Guo Zhujiu came to “fill in the vacancy” and settled there, so that two girls, Nalan Yudu and Yao Xiaoyan, were willing to stay at the Sword Worshiping Platform. The Sword Worshiping Terrace to the west is lonely and far away from Luopo Mountain and other vassal hills. It is really outrageous for two little girls to live there. The Sword Worshiping Platform used to be very lively, Sui Youyou used to practice there with grass, if it was a lively scene, it would be scattered all over the place, Chen Pingan insisted on making Cui Dongshan unable to eat.

Chen Pingan brought back nine sword cultivator embryos from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Yu Qingzhang, He Xiangting and Yu Yue became apprentices, and changed the genealogy, which means that it has nothing to do with Luoba Mountain.

Although Baixuan and Sun Chunwang were still monks of Luoba mountain genealogy, they stayed in Mi Xuefeng’s cave to practice their swords.

The rest of the children were poached by the Qingping Sword Sect, and each followed the master’s genealogy and became the next sect, and then practiced swords in Tongyezhou.

The master that Nalan Yudu worships is Changming, the patriarch of the law in Luobashan. Yao Xiaoyan is a teacher of “Konghou”, the notation official of Luoboshan. She spent a long time with the criminal officer Hao Su in the prison of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and as a white-haired boy who transformed into a demon, she is an “arsenal” in itself, except for those very few killers, she understands everything Wu Shuangjiang understands. .

According to Chen Ping’an’s original intention, Nuanshu could choose Xianghuoshan or Xiancaoshan, but the girl in the pink skirt did not want to leave Luposhan.

Jiang Qu, who became a Fulu monk, could occupy Baolu Mountain if he hadn’t become Cui Dongshan’s direct disciple, and he could help hold the peak opening ceremony only after he formed the golden core.

Zheng Dafeng asked: “It seems that you are in a hurry?”

Chen Pingan said: “When the discussion is over, we have to retreat and practice swords, improve the rank of Feijian, and strive to get from the well to the mouth of the well. After that, once the private affairs are over, we will travel far again.”

Daoist Xianwei always pays attention to the content of this kind of conversation, and doesn’t pay attention to it.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: “Daoist Xianwei, do you have any favorite mountains?”

Daoist Xianwei was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head again and again, “Don’t dare.”

Saying “dare not” rather than “no”, this is the old Taoist experience of Taoist Xian Wei who has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years.

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: “I took Daoist Xianwei and Daoist past a lot of feudal vassal hills. There are all good things here, but I have the best eye for the Fragrant Volcano, and I have a special liking for it.”

With a smile on his face, Chen Pingan said in a slightly surprised tone, “Is it because I like the climate on the Xiangshan Mountain, and fell in love at first sight after climbing the mountain and enjoying the scenery?”

Daoist Xianwei was a little embarrassed, so he had to explain in a low voice: “I feel like a cold temple there, no one worships incense for too long, and only some incense ashes are left. Xiaodao sees things hurt, but I feel sad It’s not about taking it for yourself.”

Chen Ping picked up a chopstick of cabbage, thought about it, and said: “Now the Taoist priest Xianwei has apprentices, and Lin Feijing is a serious Taoist priest. The master and apprentice really have to have a Taoist temple.” Suitable.”

The Xianwei’s eyes were shining brightly, and it’s such a good thing to accept a cheap apprentice? Could it be that we will charge more in the future, and try to open a private altar one day?

The young Taoist priest with the wooden hairpin in his head was thinking about it, but he said: “The Taoists are not the genealogical monks of this desolate mountain in our family, but they can occupy a mountain. It seems that it is not suitable for etiquette? Next time the Patriarch Hall will discuss , Shanzhu brought up this matter to discuss, will the voice of opposition be too loud? If so, after all, Xiaodao is not discussing matters in the Patriarch Hall of Jise Peak, not to mention the embarrassing situation that cannot be debated, and some proposals are not approved. Losing the majesty of the mountain master, there is one shortcoming of Xiaodao that is the most difficult to correct, that is, his face is thin and his heart is soft, and his conscience will be disturbed, so how can he have the face to continue to guard the door here.”

The few words of Taoist Xianwei, the meaning behind them, are all knowledge. Inside and outside the words, it’s all about the eyes of the heart.

In the Patriarch Hall of Ji Se Peak, reject the mountain master’s suggestion?

Noisy.

If Daoist Xianwei was to tell the truth, he would set off firecrackers in the square at the gate to celebrate as soon as the discussion was over.

Zheng Dafeng coughed a few times, and tapped the side of the pot with chopsticks a few times, “The heat, pay attention to the heat.”

It’s too late, you have to pay attention to proportion, be careful with the mountain master and go downhill, if you don’t want the mountain master to make things difficult for the mountain master, you really don’t have to embarrass the mountain master.

Daoist Xianwei immediately understood, and tentatively said: “If the mountain master is willing to show love, how can Xiaodao be ungrateful and disappoint the mountain master’s kindness, and he will definitely do his best in the future, dare not slack in the slightest, and continue to put all his energy on looking after the mountain gate up.”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “Then tentatively decide that the Xianghuo Mountain belongs to the Taoist Master Xianwei and his apprentice Lin Feijing. Of course, this matter still needs to be discussed and passed. It is estimated that it will not be a big problem.”

Daoist Xianwei said in a deep voice: “Who doesn’t know that when we discuss matters in the Patriarch’s Hall of Jise Peak, the Mountain Master is the most open-minded and never speaks out.”

Zheng Dafeng hummed, “It’s all clear.”

Chen Pingan sighed rarely, thinking whether to let Zhu Lian find Yuan Huang and come to Luopo Mountain earlier?

Daoist Xianwei rubbed his hands and said blushingly: “Shanzhu, to speak a word of conscience, you will not be rewarded for nothing, and you are already mentally prepared to be laughed at by Fellow Daoist Jing Qing.”

Own a mountain that is nominally your own and open up a dojo! This is the age of the fake Taoist priests, a beautiful thing that they never dared to dream of in the past.

What kind of sleeping position do you have to sleep in such a beautiful dream? !

What’s more, my Luopo mountain is not the kind of small sect where five middle-level gods occupy the mountain and set up a sect. It is a Qi practitioner who climbs mountains and cultivates Taoism, and can occupy the top of the mountain casually.

I heard Xiaomi Li said before that the rules of my family’s Xiazong are so strict and the threshold is very high. Cui Zongzhu said that in the future, there is no way to hold the peak opening ceremony unless it is in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Ordinary Daxian Mansion, on the Haoran Jiuzhou Mountain, it is a customary rule that it is not a golden core that cannot be opened.

For the top sects in the Haoran world, I am afraid that the ancestral court is located. No matter how big the territory is or how many mountains there are, it is not enough to be divided into immortals. Isn’t there an authentic ancestral court, upper sect and lower sect.

What’s more, aside from individual cases, the sects of the world and the ancestors of the mountain are almost all from small sects and small monks. The ancestral courts are usually of average size at first, and they are not very imposing. . Luoba Mountain is on this list.

Chen Ping said with a smile: “My family doesn’t talk about the two schools of thought. Daoist Xian Wei only needs to feel at ease and accept it calmly.”

“Piyun Mountain is about to hold a sealing ceremony, do you want to go there with me for a drink?”

Zheng Dafeng shook his head, “I’m too familiar with Wei Bo, so I won’t join in the fun.”

Xianwei followed suit and nodded, because he really didn’t have much savings, and his pockets were too shy, so he was embarrassed to eat and drink for free, even if he wasted money, he couldn’t come up with a decent gift, and he couldn’t embarrass Luoluoshan.

I heard from Xiaomi Li that there are many inside stories about the Beiyue Night Tour Banquet. Every time, the gods of mountains and rivers and Qi practitioners who participated in the night tour banquet were all heroic and generous.

Just because the female officials of the Etiquette Department of Piyun Mountain, after registering their names at the foot of the mountain to receive gifts, they will “roll their names” loudly, telling them who they are, what mountain they are from, and what gifts they gave.

At that time, Xiao Mi Li laughed, and had an idea, and made a very vivid analogy, which sounded like giving a menu.

Xianwei can even imagine the “big customers” who lined up behind and haven’t given out their gifts. Hearing the roll call in front, he calculated the amount of money converted into immortal money, gritted his teeth, and silently added gifts. The weight, the amount of fairy money, the scene, before participating in the night party and drinking, already drunk?

In this ceremony of conferring the title of the **** and conferring on the right by the sage abbot of the Confucian Temple, Piyun Mountain still failed to invite Mr. Bai Ye and Mr. Junqian.

However, a night banquet can still be called shining and shining with stars.

The appearance of Taofu Mountain in Zhongtu and Yuxuan’s talisman surprised the entire Beiyue realm.

This made Jinghao, the number one person on Liuxiazhou Mountain, with the Taoist name Qinggong Taibao’s Ascension Realm, not so eye-catching today.

As far as Luopo Mountain is concerned, two suzerains appeared at the same time, Chen Pingan and student Cui Dongshan.

There is also the Longevity of Luopi Mountain, the chief worships Zhou Fei, Chen Pingan brings the first apprentice Pei Qian and the mountain guard to worship Zhou Mili, there are also children in Tsing Yi and girls in pink skirts, and a mountain gate that is said to be Luoba Mountain when it is called. The second place is a girl in a mink hat dedicated to Xie Gou.

The Dali court asked the Minister of Rites to go to Piyun Mountain to congratulate him. Although His Majesty the Emperor did not come in person, he had a handwritten congratulatory form. People from many surnames of Shangzhu Kingdom came here.

On the side of the Longquan Sword Sect, Xie Ling, who had just left the customs and entered the Jade Realm, presented congratulatory gifts on behalf of his master Ruan Qiong and suzerain Liu Xianyang. At the same time, he also brought a gift from Beiju Luzhou Tianjun Xie Shi to his descendant Xie Ling.

But this is not the most unsettling thing, just because Xie Ling took out one congratulatory gift after another, and the last gift at the bottom of the box came from Bai Yujing’s head teacher Lu Chen!

Next, another scholar named Xin Ji’an visited Qiufeng Temple with his friends and brought a gift for the latter. At the roll call, it was Chen Qingliu!

Xin Ji’an, the dragon in the poem, and Chen Qingliu, the man who slays the dragon, are two names with extraordinary meaning. If they are separated and congratulated separately, others may still have some guesses and are not sure whether it is true or not.

But when Xin Ji’an and Chen Qingliu’s names were put together, the head priestess of the etiquette department tremblingly called them out, and even handed over the pen in her hand to the scholar, saying that the tiger has a life, so she must be bold Ask Mr. Xin to write those two names in his own handwriting, and leave the authentic calligraphy…then even a fool will know them…it’s them!

This time, the five mountains of Aquarius Island and the abbot of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple were conferred the title of “God” and were held at the same time on the same day.

Therefore, it is not only the Piyun Mountain that is very lively, but the Wuyue Mountain Junfu is full of guests, full of voices, and join in the grand event.

Zhongyue holds the purple mountain, and the tiger is Jinqing, who is bestowed the divine title “Mingzhu” by the Confucian Temple.

Dongyue Qishan, Mengrong, and the **** name “Heroic Spirit”, the implication is so great that it is beyond imagination!

Beiyue Piyun Mountain, Wei Bo, was awarded the title of “Night Tour”. It’s not surprising at all, if not, it would be a strange thing.

Xiyue Ganzhou Mountain, Tong Wenchang, the **** name is “Dazhu”. Nanyue Zi Tongshan, female tiger Fan Junmao, her **** name is actually another name of the mountain “Cuiwei”!

One of the ten philosophers of the Confucian Temple, Mr. Dao Neighbor, is in charge of abbot Beiyue ceremonies.

The big monks who came to Piyun Mountain today are Yu Xuan, Xin Ji’an, Jing Hao, and Lu Chen, Chen Qingliu, Xie Shi who asked to congratulate them…

In this way, in terms of power, among the five mountains on a continent, Piyun Mountain deserves to be the leader.

Wei Bo, who was dressed in a snow-white robe with a golden earring pinned to his ear, took the scroll of the holy name of Li Sheng’s handwriting from Mr. Da respectfully.

Wei Bo bowed to thank him, then turned around and spread out the scroll, the word “Night Tour” turned into a gorgeous golden light, and the avenue manifested on the top of Piyun Mountain, blending with the water and air of Beiyue Mountain.

In fact, there was no red tape in this sealing ceremony. It couldn’t be simpler. The gentleman wearing a blue cotton coat and hanging a water ladle on his waist read a book of sages and sages, and then roughly talked about the historical changes of Beiyue in Aquarius Continent. The title was bestowed on the gods, and in the end Mr. Da told Wei Bo to “speak kindly” a few auspicious words, and it would be considered a gift.

Mr. Da and the other four Confucian Temple sages, the direct disciples of the most holy teacher, did not stay long. After the ceremony was completed, they left almost at the same time, but they did not return to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.

It is a river called Shaozhou in ancient times, and the water is named Panshui. There is “Shao” in ancient music, and Zi said it is both beautiful and good.

A tall old man stood by the water, beside him stood the gentle Li Sheng, the solemn Ya Sheng, and the sad old scholar.

There are still many sages with ethereal figures and only a Confucian Temple of Yin God left to accompany the sages. They are already at the water’s edge, waiting for Mr. Da and the others to complete the seal.

Some sages have long since died, and have disappeared in the long river of history. The immortality and immortality of their fame and career are left to future generations to comment.

The most holy teacher smiled and said, “It’s been a long time since we got together like this.”

The gentlemen and masters by the river all agreed, but silently bowed to the most holy teacher.

The most holy teacher standing at the front turned sideways and bowed to them in return.

After getting up, the most holy master turned his head to listen to the music. It seemed to be listening to the beautiful ancient music, or the sound of human reading. Although the Shao music is beautiful and good, the latter seems to be better.

The old man took the lead in sitting on the ground by the Panshui River, and said with a loud smile: “The last lecture has cleared up doubts. Questions and answers, or answers with rhetorical questions, we all know that there are endless words.”

In the western Buddhist kingdom, under the bodhi tree, a middle-aged monk sat cross-legged and began to preach.

In the world of Qingming, a young Taoist priest came to the gate of a small Taoist temple in the ancient battlefield of Zhuolu.

At the gate of Luopo Mountain, Taoist Xianwei blamed himself again last night before going to bed, and made up his mind that tomorrow he would not be able to read “miscellaneous books”, but must read a serious Taoist book.

Today, in the sunny day, Nian Jing read another miscellaneous book, relished it, dipped in his saliva, and gently turned a page of the book. The content was too exciting, so he went back and read it again.

The orthodox Taoist book that the fake Taoist priest put in the sleeve of the other Taoist robe seemed to be patiently waiting for the arrival of the next tomorrow.

It seems that if you plant in spring, you will harvest in autumn, and the year is good when it is orange, yellow, orange and green. Taoist priests who only regard this mountain as their hometown only say that my hometown is where my heart is at ease.

In the mountains to the west, there is a Hoan Kiem Lake that emerged after the mountains were removed. The wind blows the lake and ripples, as if whispering, the mountains and rivers are reunited.

On Luopi Mountain, Cui Cheng left a book box and asked Nuan Shu to keep it on his behalf. The two parties had agreed that the old man asked Nuan Shu not to talk to anyone, including the mountain owner Chen Pingan.

Another day, on the square outside the gate of the Patriarch Hall of Ji Se Peak.

There was no rush to hold a meeting.

The old scholar rushed to Aquarius Island, and they were all waiting for the old man to take his seat.

The white-haired boy of the music editor of Luopo Mountain has another chance to show his talents. She regained her feminine appearance, set up the desk, pen and ink, the female crown is “natural”, her bright eyes are smiling, and she is eager to try.

In the world of grandeur, Wen Sheng is in the same vein.

Old scholar.

Personal disciple. Jun Qian, Chen Pingan.

Pass on to disciples again. Wu Yuan. Zheng did it again. Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi, Li Huai, thank you, Yu Lu, Dong Shuijing, Shi Jiachun, Zhao Yao. Cui Dongshan, Cao Qinglang, Ning Ji.

It stands to reason that they can sit down.

Because in fact, like Chen Pingan’s disciples, Pei Qian, Guo Zhujiu and Zhao Shuxia, and Pei Qian’s disciple, Zhou Junchen nicknamed the little mute, although they are all direct and re-disciples of the mountain lord Chen Pingan, they are not Strictly speaking, it is a lineage of literary saints.

Then Zhao Luan, Jiang Qu, Cui Huasheng, Hu Chuling and others, as Cui Dongshan’s direct disciples, are also the same.

Everyone was sitting upright, with their hands clenched into fists and lightly placed on their knees.

The old scholar let go of his fist, still looking forward, but raised his hand and patted the arm of the closed disciple beside him, and said in a low voice, “Thanks for your hard work.”

Chen Pingan also kept his eyes on the front, smiled and said: “Sir, it’s not hard.”

The old scholar smiled from ear to ear, and sat in the middle seat. The old man turned his head and had a discussion with Chen Pingan, a closed disciple. Why don’t we all sit down together as a souvenir?

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, saying that he listened to Mr. So Nuan Shu and Xiaomi Li were asked to help them go to the Patriarch Hall and move a few more chairs.

But it’s very strange, the number is wrong, why it seems that there are three extra chairs?

And Chen Ping’an also changed his seat, and there are two empty chairs away from Wensheng?

Jun Qian also stood up and changed a chair, so that there was no one sitting around the old scholar.

Chen Pingan sat upright and said softly, “Dongshan.”

Cui Dongshan smiled brightly, and in an instant, there were three more people in the three empty chairs.

Cui Chan, the first disciple of Wensheng, “sat” between the old scholar and Junqian’s junior, and the junior and Qi Jingchun sat on the other side.

The youngest child, a little mute named Zhou Junchen, was unwilling to sit next to Master Pei Qian, and the child only wanted to sit in the most inconspicuous position on the side.

Cui Dongshan whispered: “Master, sir, why don’t Bao Ping and I stand? Just stand behind you.”

Chen Ping turned around and asked, “Sir, what do you think? Anyway, I think it’s feasible.”

The old scholar looked left and right, and asked with a smile, “Do you have any comments?”

Li Baoping and the others stood up with a smile, moved the chairs away first, and then stood behind the “uncles and uncles” in the first row.

The old scholar suddenly twisted his beard and said with a smile: “Ping An, you can change positions with the left and right, don’t worry, he doesn’t mind.”

Chen Pingan hesitated for a while, and had to follow Mr.’s arrangement.

Just when the music editor at Luoposhan was about to draw a picture scroll, Chen Pingan also smiled and turned his head and waved, “Junchen, come here.”

The blushing child went in without knowing it, and didn’t move for a while, but the child was gently pushed and shoved all the way to the teacher’s side in a daze.

Chen Ping smiled and said, “You can just stand here.”

Probably this is an intergenerational relationship.

The child subconsciously straightened his back, clenched his hands into fists, and tightly pursed his lips.

With a gentle smile, Chen Pingan reached out and gently wrapped his arms around the child’s shoulders.

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