Sword of Coming - #1208 - Chapter 1208: will drink

Chapter 1208

It rained heavily for three consecutive days and took a break for one day. The mountains, rivers and earth of the world seemed to be drinking.

On the top of the hill that used to be called “Baiyue” and is now called Qiyun Mountain, Gu Can rested here temporarily, and Fei Jian sent a message to Liu Chicheng, who likes to ostentatiously, to discuss something, so come here to talk about it.

As soon as the flattered Liu Chicheng received the letter, he hurriedly set off from the Xianjia Inn in Chuzhou City without delay. Before leaving, Pavilion Master Liu specially put on the pink Taoist robe again. Give support to my nephew, so as not to look shabby to outsiders and lose Gu Can’s face. I never thought of that Fengshui-shaped place called Qiyun Mountain. Apart from Gu Can, there was only the maid who was kidnapped from the wild world, standing together on the side of the mountainside cliff, Liu Chicheng was a little confused, and fell from the clouds. , and didn’t dare to complain, but couldn’t help asking: “Gu Can, I’m bored staying here, why don’t you drink with my uncle?”

Gu Can said, “Someone wants to see you by name.”

Liu Chicheng sneered, “You’re so arrogant, why don’t you meet me by name?”

Gu Can suddenly cupped his hands to salute outside the cliff, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, “Gu Can has seen the Patriarch.”

Liu Chicheng turned around without raising his head, and immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed, “Disciple pays homage to Master.”

After a while, Liu Chicheng, who only heard the barbaric female cultivator covered her mouth and laughed coquettishly, realized that she had been tricked by Gu Can, a bastard. , Liu Chicheng was not angry either.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound behind him, and Liu Chicheng mistook Gu Can for mischief again, and said with an angry smile, “Almost enough, no matter how good my temper is, there is a limit.”

Immediately afterwards, Liu Chicheng was kicked and scolded in an extremely familiar voice, “It’s a disgraceful thing, you still have the face to run to Luopo Mountain? Why don’t you just engrave a line of golden characters on it every day wearing such a coquettish bag?” On the forehead, just engrave ‘My brother is Zheng Juzhong’?”

Turning around, Liu Chicheng saw the majestic and majestic old man. Liu Chicheng’s lips moved slightly, his eyes were flushed, and he fell down again, trembling with tears: “Master!”

Wearing a green shirt and a long coat, it was Chen Qingliu who had nothing to do.

Beside him was a disheveled, barefoot Taoist priest with nothing left but an umbrella slung across his back.

The two old friends, who have known each other for a long time, made an appointment to meet here.

Chen Qingliu lifted the toe of his shoe and landed on the ground again, “Get up, respect the master and respect the way and the realm of cultivation, it will be great if you two brothers can even out.”

Liu Chicheng stood up, turned his head to wipe away his tears, he couldn’t help himself, he really had to think about it, since he was suppressed by the great master of Longhu Mountain on Aquarius Continent thousands of years ago, after he escaped from the trap, not counting today, he only saw the face of the master . As for why senior brother Zheng didn’t save him, the senior brother must have his own reasons, why the master was unwilling to break through the restriction with a sword while he was clearly in Aquarius Continent, presumably the master had some difficulties, Liu Chicheng really had no complaints at all.

Chen Qingliu introduced to the Taoist priests around him in a slightly sarcastic tone, “Fellow Daoist Ziqing, this is my proud disciple Liu Daochun, the Lord Liu Pavilion of Baidi City, seems to have changed his name to Liu Chicheng now, it is the ‘other’ Laugh at me for being too stupid, and I laugh at Pavilion Master Liu who has no senior brother.”

The slovenly Taoist said with a smile: “There are countless deeds, and I have been famous for a long time.”

It’s not a sword cultivator who dares to run rampant on the master of Shenzhou in the middle of the earth just because of the jade.

Chen Qingliu smiled and introduced the sloppy Taoist priest beside him, “This fellow Taoist Ziqing, whose common surname is Ge, calls himself Taoist Sanbaiqian, and is nicknamed ‘Huainan’. The kind of half-hermit who seeks fame. He had several dojos in his early years, the most famous one was the Yulong Palace, the less famous one was Xujiang Wenbi Peak, and the other one was later occupied by scholars. I can’t grab it back. My relationship is okay, can it be counted?”

The barefoot Taoist priest with an umbrella smiled and said, “Half a friend.”

Gu Can intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the Taoist priest’s shoulder.

Liu Chicheng was like falling into the clouds.

It is also the Jade Raw Realm, and the judges will be judged.

Gu Can shook his head, “Gu Can in Baidi City met Ge Xianjun.”

Liu Chicheng stepped aside and stood beside the master, not knowing how to speak properly, until Gu Can said something like this, Liu Chicheng followed suit.

The Taoist priest surnamed Ge with the Taoist name Ziqing looked at Gu Can, nodded in approval and said, “Scholars must be like this in order to practice Taoism and obtain the Dharma.”

Chen Qingliu glanced at the savage nun, the old man frowned slightly, and she left immediately without daring to say a word.

The Fourteenth Realm is the Fourteenth Realm.

Even if the fourteen realms of Taoism have their own advantages and disadvantages, and the methods have their own advantages and disadvantages, but that is only a matter between the fourteen realms.

The dragon slayer in front of me, who used his swordsmanship to overwhelm the world’s water descendants, has been missing for three thousand years. When he officially appeared for the first time, he once said “Kill whoever is not who”, no one thinks that is not true. Big talk, empty talk.

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: “Fellow Taoist Ziqing, we haven’t seen each other for a long time. If someone said you appeared in Zhongyue, I wouldn’t even know you were wandering around Aquarius Island.”

The Taoist said with a smile, “It’s just because the master ordered me to go and see Wei Shidi.”

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: “Wei Benyuan from Taoye Lane, this stinky old man, finally remembered the past?”

The Taoist nodded and said, “It’s mainly due to the two talismans that Li Xisheng gave to Junior Brother Wei.”

Chen Qingliu gloated and said, “You can’t blame others. If you want to blame, you can blame him for his high-mindedness. It’s not good to quarrel with anyone. If you have to go to Zou Zi to wrestle your wrists, especially the content of the discussion is the five elements.”

The Taoist smiled wryly and was speechless. This junior brother Wei is extremely talented, and it is normal for him to be high-spirited. Besides, senior brother Wei is just an anonymous disciple of the master, and he is never allowed to enter the house to become a direct successor, so he wants to prove himself to the master more than anyone else.

Chen Qingliu laughed and said: “When I entered the town, Wei Benyuan had already left Taoye Lane, otherwise I would have come to ask him for advice, and asked him what he thought back then, and why his head was so hard.”

The Taoist priest coughed, reminding your disciples and retransmitter disciples are here, don’t be so outspoken.

Chen Qingliu smiled and said: “A foolish one only knows to respect the teacher and has no other advantages. The other is lawless and deviant. Sooner or later, he will deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors. I have nothing to pretend.”

Liu Chicheng was full of pride.

Gu Can looked calm.

The Taoist hesitated for a moment and said, “I heard that Daoist Chen is very close to Luopo Mountain?”

Chen Qingliu hummed, “Part of it is that Mr. Qi blocked all the counterattacks of heaven. I owe him a favor, and I have to show it. The other part is that there is a good friend in Luoluo Mountain. If you don’t go to him for a drink, it’s useless.”

The Taoist nodded, “I see.”

In the eyes of ordinary Qi practitioners, the battle of killing the dragon has already ended.

But in the eyes of this Taoist surnamed Ge, Chen Qingliu only killed more than half of it back then.

When Wang Zhu appeared, she gradually condensed the luck of the real dragon in the world. If Qi Jingchun hadn’t taken care of all the causes and effects, there should have been a scene where luck counterattacked, as if she had returned a sword with Chen Qingliu, and it was inevitable. It’s not that Chen Qingliu can’t catch it, but it will be more troublesome. It’s not as refreshing as it is now. You just need to stand by and wait quietly for the second real dragon besides Wang Zhu to appear.

Chen Qingliu lifted a shoe, stepped on a rock by the cliff, gently rubbed off the yellow mud on the sole, squinted his eyes and said: “The battle of killing the dragon, the more difficult it is, the more difficult it is. The joys and sorrows here are not for outsiders.”

This statement is true, it was so difficult that Chen Qingliu had to stop his sword and rest for a while, because at the last moment, what he cut with the long sword in his hand was not a real dragon, but the luck of the whole world’s dragons. That’s why the group of Qi practitioners are crazy about picking up leaks. Every time a giant falls, there is a chance to accompany it. This is a rule on the mountain that existed in ancient times. In Zhudongtian, there are gradually four families and ten surnames in the town, a total of more than 600 households, more than 30 dragon kilns, and mountains stretching to the west. Old man Yang has a chessboard for the big exam surrounded by incense and fog. …

The Taoist exclaimed: “Half a hundred miles is half ninety.”

Gu Can said: “For the bushes to drive away the birds, for the abyss to drive away the fish.”

The Taoist snorted and asked with a smile, “Can this saying still be used like this?”

Gu Can yelled again, “It’s the younger generation who made me laugh.”

Chen Qingliu asked: “For so many years, Bai Chang hasn’t looked for you, senior brother, and then thought about asking Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou for some lost ancient swordsmanship?”

The Taoist shook his head and said, “Junior Brother Lu and Junior Brother Wang are generally high-minded. Since Master refuses to take the initiative to see them, they will definitely not go to see Master.”

Taoist priests once dug wells in Jingshan Mountain, Luzhou, Beiju, and made alchemy. The local people made statues of gods to worship and burn incense. There was a beautifully carved white jade toad resting on the shoulder of the statue.

Chen Qingliu explained to Gu Can: “Wei Benyuan’s predecessor, surnamed Wang Mingmin, was a Taoist priest. Fellow Daoist Ziqing, Lu Yue, and the Fangzhushan Qingjun who once held great power are all disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou. There is no distinction between registered and anonymous. Among them, Wang Min, I guess, followed his master into the Lizhu Cave, and the method of trapping the dragon was probably his master’s idea. It was Wang Min who actually set up the formation. The reward is the fairy tomb, otherwise I can’t think of any other reason why an outsider can occupy most of the fairy tomb. Then he quarreled with Zou Zi and lost, so there is now the old Patriarch of the Wei family?”

The Taoist surnamed Ge sighed, “Except for the wrong order, everything else is correct. Junior brother Wang lost the discussion with Zou Zi first, and then he went to the Lizhu Cave to wade through the muddy water to help the master arrange the formation. Afterwards, he disbanded on his own, and was reincarnated again and again in the Lizhu Cave, his mind became more and more muddled, Junior Brother Wang could barely maintain a little bit of Dao Seed True Immortality, fluttering like a lantern in the wind.”

Chen Qingliu asked with a smile: “According to the rules established by Qingtong Tianjun, the avenues in the town have been circulating and orderly for three thousand years. Is there a process of constantly stripping, expelling, and clearing the immortal seeds? The appearance of the natal porcelain is the In order to weed out all the qi practitioners, the so-called cultivators, get rid of the chaff and save the chaff, so that the temple can be rebuilt for the one who abdicates? Can the gods be invited to return to the throne if the immortals retire?”

When Chen Qingliu said the word green, the barefoot Taoist priest had already opened the umbrella behind his back to cover the sky and prevent the partition wall from having ears.

So Liu Chicheng, who was so close at hand, couldn’t hear what the master said at all. Normally, Gu Can couldn’t hear it either, but Chen Qingliu did it intentionally. With **** together, he lightly swiped to open a gap with sword energy. Deliberately leaked the secret, so that Gu Can, an insider, could hear it clearly.

The Taoist priest surnamed Ge looked serious, and said from the bottom of his heart: “This truth is the result of Senior Brother Qingjun deducing it a few years ago.”

Chen Qingliu smiled strangely, “It’s a done deal, so what’s the point of deducing it? The established facts are right in front of you, and what’s the point of wasting your merit and moral energy in vain?”

The Taoist surnamed Ge sighed, “Taoists seek the truth, it’s their nature.”

Chen Qingliu laughed and said: “I don’t know how many smart people have been busy in vain in the end. They are worthy of being the Eastern Prince, and they are worthy of being the ancestor of the male earth immortal.”

After a moment of silence, Chen Qingliu rarely showed a sorrowful and sentimental expression, and said softly: “As expected of the first young boy Tianjun who became a **** from the human race, he has worked hard and planned for thousands of years. This action can be sung and wept for.”

Chen Qingliu put away his thoughts, and asked with a smile: “I’m really curious about the specific rules and regulations, which makes me extremely curious. Does your brother Qingjun have any clues, and has he ever deduced them together?”

The Taoist smiled wryly and shook his head, “Brother made an analogy, the curtain is as heavy as a mountain, unattainable, then he is just a speck of dust on the road at the foot of the mountain, and it is a luxury to take a detour.”

Chen Qingliu nodded, “That’s right, otherwise, the Taoism of the patriarchs of the Three Teachings would not be a display. However, it can be seen from this that Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou has his own ideas about the trend of this world, and there must be some kind of disagreement .Combined with Mr. Qi and Cui Chan’s contribution to the flames, it is even more confusing for outsiders.”

The Taoist said with embarrassment: “I implore Chen Daoyou to be careful.”

Fellow Daoist, you are a loner, but poor Daoists have teachers and brothers.

The Taoist surnamed Ge suddenly wondered: “Why does Chen Daoyou call Xiuhu by his first name, but Qi Jingchun respectfully calls him Mr. Qi?”

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: “The first person to find Taoist Jia Sheng was that Mr. Qi. He invited us… We had a drink, and we got along very well at the wine table.”

If you give me face, I will give you face.

This is called Jianghu.

What’s more, Qi Jingchun gave herself a very high evaluation, the key is the other party’s sincere words.

When I was young, I used to look forward to the Jianghu very much, just because there was a swordsman in green clothes who only knew the surname Chen in the Jianghu.

Chen Qingliu signaled that the Taoist priest could put away the “Yunwo” umbrella, turned to look at Liu Chicheng, and asked, “Did you drink with fellow Taoist Jingqing when you arrived at Luopo Mountain?”

Liu Chicheng was at a loss, “That boy in Tsing Yi named Chen Lingjun, the Nascent Soul Realm Shuijiao?”

Chen Qingliu stretched out his hand to hold the disciple’s head, “In terms of seniority, if he calls you nephew, you have to nod.”

Gu Can asked abruptly: “Master, according to what you said, is it fate that Chen Pingan can become the final winner, or is it a result of self-seeking?”

Chen Qingliu raised his chin towards the Taoist priests, who were the best at fortune-telling.

The Taoist said with a smile: “Blessed are those who ask for it.”

Gu Can suddenly smiled brightly.

Chen Qingliu had other things on his mind, just because Qi Jingchun took the initiative to drink with him at the same table and said something strange like a prophecy.

It’s a pity that Emperor Bai did not open his blue eyes. Fortunately, there is Qingshan with Baishou, who seems to be warm. The old poems are as light as goose yellow wine, and the new sorrows are as thick as the Yellow River waterfall, as if they have not been touched.

Chen Qingliu asked again, but Qi Jingchun only said to wait and see, raised the wine bowl to toast with him, and said with a smile that I will be the first to forgive the world, and we will drink.

After thinking about it, Chen Qingliu was still puzzled, that’s why he took a rare trip to Baidi City, and then asked Zheng Juzhong, you don’t have the same surname as me, do you?

Zheng Juzhong immediately figured out the crux of the matter, and said with a smile on the spot, since I am not the ancestor of Taoism, of course it is even more impossible to be Chen Pingan who has returned against the current.

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In a secluded place with beautiful mountains and clear waters outside Qingfeng City, a man with a foreign surname built a mansion here. Today, a foreign guest with an unfamiliar face came.

The person who opened the door was a graceful young maidservant. The middle-aged man took off his bamboo hat and said with a smile, “My name is Lu Yue. I’m from the same town as you. I’m here to talk to Senior Brother Wei.”

The maid named Taoya asked in surprise, “Brother Wei?”

Grandpa Wei, who has never accepted apprentices and never talked about the master’s biography, since when did he have a junior? She didn’t dare to open the door indiscriminately. The Xu family of Qingfeng City had suspected that they were the accomplices of the theft in Hu’er Town all these years. What if a villain came? Grandpa Wei has been thanking guests behind closed doors for many years.

The middle-aged man who claimed to be Lu Yue changed his words, “I’m looking for Wei Benyuan, Taoist Boyang. I left the town earlier than you, and now I am practicing in Beiju Luzhou. It is a small hill like incense. For the time being, only Two masters and apprentices. Taoya, go help and report, if Wei Benyuan doesn’t recognize Lu Yue, I’ll go back home right away, which means that the time has not come, and I’ll come visit again next time.”

Tao Ya hesitated for a moment, and told Immortal Master Lu to wait, she went to report the news to Grandpa Wei who was busy making alchemy all year round. Wei Benyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon in the alchemy furnace, opened his eyes. When the girl walked to the door, the old man had already got up and sighed softly. Sooner or later, he would come to the door, but it was a few years earlier than expected. Bai Chang has come, and if he avoids seeing him again, there is indeed some suspicion of not thinking about the friendship of the same family.

Wei Benyuan is indeed the Taoist name “Boyang”, but this Taoist name has not been used for many years, and he only “accidentally” remembered it a few years ago. Back then, the old man quietly left his hometown, Lizhudongtian, with only the peach buds that the old man had always regarded as his younger generation with him. He exchanged land with the Xu family in Qingfeng City, and chose to settle down in this place where the Xu family’s ancestral business was located. This is Wei Benyuan, according to the instruction in a family letter in the early years, asking him to bring peach buds here and wait for the opportunity, which seems to be related to the Fox Kingdom. Facts have proved that the content of the “family letter” is true. Taoya has indeed obtained two blessings in the fox country, a colorful silk belt that voluntarily recognized the owner, and a dry peach branch that the silk guides the owner to pick up in the deep mountains.

The sender of the letter was the famous “Qing Jun” in ancient times, but the person who signed the letter was “Jun Qing”. I thought it was an ancestor who left his hometown in the early years. And Wei Benyuan’s ability to embark on the path of practice in this life is also due to a letter from “Patriarch Junqing” sent to Taoye Lane when he was young.

Wei Benyuan didn’t know the true identity of himself and the other party until he recovered his memory.

Qing Jun of Fangzhu Mountain was once personally invited by Li Sheng, and his seat is located in the respected Fangzhu Mountain. This land real person is in charge of the earthly cave, heaven and blessings and all the land immortals.

Qing Jun is also one of the direct disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou. He once left some footprints in Qidun Mountain.

As a reward for coordinating with Master to arrange the Dongtian Formation and the Jianjian Tower archway, Qing Jun only received a dispensable symbolic reward, that is, he took a carp from Lizhu Dongtian, which is now Li Jin, the God of Okinawa River.

Wei Benyuan personally went out to meet Bai Chang, or Lu Yue, the earliest Fulu Street, Lu Qing, the founding emperor of the Lu Dynasty, and now the first person of Beiju Luzhou Sword Immortal.

The old Taoist had a complicated expression, and gave a salute.

Bai Chang smiled and said, “I’ve seen Senior Brother Wang.”

Real people don’t show their faces, and they don’t show their faces.

Both parties are unnamed disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, and both of them were in Lizhu Dongtian Town, but few people know about this matter so far.

In the old town, there were quite a few people who liked to play chess. Many wealthy families in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane liked to chat with each other, but there may only be three chessboard masters. In addition to the head of the Li family in Fulu Street, and Wei Benyuan in Taoye Lane, the town recognized the head of the “big landlord” Wei family, and the two old men with similar temperaments and irreversible relationships also had a hidden identity. He is a person who has achieved Taoism, and in the Lizhu Cave, which is extremely unsuitable for cultivation, he has cultivated a golden core earth immortal in the past.

As for the third expert, of course it is the gatekeeper Zheng Dafeng.

When Chen Ping sent letters to make money, he sent two letters to the Wei family at the corner of Taoye Lane. The old man even invited the young man to the house to rest and drink water, but the young man declined. Wei Benyuan also reminded Chen Pingan that he would sit under the locust tree in his free time, because he picked up locust leaves and branches and could take them home to prevent ants, insects, centipedes and other things. The young man silently remembered it in his heart, and bowed to the old man under the steps to express his thanks.

In his hometown, Wei Benyuan often took Li Xisheng to play chess together, presented him with a few chess books, and repeated those few lines of chess theory over and over again.

The grandfathers of Li Xisheng and Li Baoping favored talismans in the early years. When the Lizhu Cave shattered and fell to the ground, the suppression of Dao practitioners disappeared, and the old man soon entered the Nascent Soul Realm.

And Wei Benyuan likes to make alchemy, but he still can’t break the bottleneck of golden alchemy. Just in this paradise-like place, he continues to make alchemy for more than 20 years, and the old man is not in a hurry.

Later, when Li Baoping traveled here, she visited Grandpa Wei and brought two pieces of talismans belonging to her elder brother Li Xisheng, namely the Dandan talisman and the Niwan talisman, both made of cyan Taoist talisman paper. The former is like a blessed place with a golden glow, while the latter is like a lotus altar surrounded by purple air. This is a kind of return gift to thank the old man for his help in protecting the way. Wei Benyuan can donate to the “Peach Bud” who has a very good background, to help her successfully form the alchemy, and from then on, she will enter the upper five realms, and her journey will be smooth.

Bai Chang glanced at Tao Ya who was still kept in the dark, “Senior Brother Wei, it’s a pity.”

A pun.

That is to say, Taoya missed the blessing of the town, and did not stand out from the younger generation and become the winner with the biggest profit. Because according to the arrangement of the old man in the backyard of the Yang family pharmacy, among the younger generation of the town in the “Jiazi Exam”, the Yaozu will definitely be able to occupy a place, as if the woman in front of her, Tao Ya, is the most promising one.

That is to say, Tao Ya’s failure to enter the fox country is equivalent to passing through the house and not entering, unable to restore the memory of her previous life, inheriting a broken Qingqiu ruins, and thus becoming the legitimate fox master of the world.

The old Taoist looked open and unrestrained, stroked his beard and smiled and said: “There is nothing to regret, it is nothing more than a person with a heart who loses to a person with a heart, and the fat water does not flow to outsiders.”

Tao Ya was confused when she heard it, but before today, she had only heard the term “a caring person” once, and she remembered it deeply.

I remember that time it was Grandpa Wei who said that she was a caring person just like the boy who delivered the letter.

Wei Benyuan smiled and said, “Fortune in the world has its size, and it is the best if it is just right. Girl Taoya has today’s good fortune, which is enough. In the future, the level of success in the road will be high or low, just take one step at a time.”

Among the three thousand words of the Taoist ancestor, there is a saying that “the depth of virtue is better than that of a child”. And Yasheng once said something like “He who doesn’t lose his innocence is called an adult”.

Bai Chang asked: “How did senior brother restore his memory?”

Wei Benyuan smiled and said: “Alchemy in the mountains is nothing else, you will remember it when you practice it.

Bai Chang couldn’t help laughing, meeting with brothers who came from the same line, how could he still be so alien.

Wei Benyuan, the Patriarch of the Wei family, is a “small self”. “True Self” is the real person who attained Taoism in ancient times, whose real name is Wang Min and whose Taoist name is Boyang.

Just like the blind Taoist Jia Sheng, the coachman in vain, and the scholar Chen Zhuoliu, the three of them are all the “ego” of Chen Qingliu, the dragon slayer.

But there are some differences between Wang Min and Chen Qingliu. A Taoist priest may be an ego, but he may be an adult. The true self of the real body may be a villain.

As one of the unnamed disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, Taoist Wang Min. According to legend, this high-minded man who likes to observe the precepts and travel to the five capitals once went to sea to visit immortals in accordance with the decree of his master.

It’s just that he once had a discussion with Zou Zi, and lost. Wang Min, who was determined not to be limited by yin and yang and five elements, lost in a mess.

Discussion on the top of the mountain may seem illusory, but it is actually far more dangerous than the seemingly desperate fighting between great monks.

The price of losing that discussion was that the Taoist priest Wang Min had to stay in the Lizhu Cave, life after life, as a prison.

Wei Benyuan sighed: “Actually, this journey is not in vain. In the rolling world of mortals, one cultivates the truth and submerges one’s spirit, cultivates one’s aspirations to nothingness, keeps simple and simple, and only follows the Tao.”

Bai Chang laughed and said, “Sure enough, refining alchemy and drawing talismans is not as good as practicing swords.”

Wei Benyuan stared and said, “Why are you talking to senior brother?”

Bai Chang said: “It’s all anonymous.”

Wei Benyuan asked: “Do you regret leaving your hometown back then?”

Bai Chang shook his head and said: “Women are afraid of marrying the wrong man and men are afraid of entering the wrong profession. If you can’t go to the gambling table, don’t go.”

Wei Benyuan nodded, and walked into the study with his white clothes. An unusually large table was covered with long bamboo strips, like a curled green snake.

Bai Chang glanced at it, and quickly realized the mystery. The bamboo blocks were almost identical in shape, but they were engraved with different numbers, ranging from one to nine hundred.

Bai Chang asked: “Why not arrange them in order from the beginning?”

Taking a closer look, Bai Chang was finally sure that the numbers on the bamboo were chaotic and there was no pattern at all.

Wei Benyuan stroked his beard and said solemnly: “This is a difficult problem that senior brother Qingjun set for me. There is only one reminder. Senior brother asked me why I occasionally feel that certain scenes seem familiar.”

Bai Chang thought for a moment, stared intently at the densely packed bamboo sticks on the table, and said slowly: “Senior Brother Qingjun means that the passage of the long river of time is not one-way, so it is impossible to talk about flowing forward or backward. Assuming that each piece of bamboo is a certain me at a different moment, most people will think that today’s me is the follow-up of yesterday’s me, and tomorrow’s me will be the successor of today’s me. People who practice Taoism, even if they are a little more courageous, can’t It is assumed that life is an upswing, flipping the pages of the book. However, according to Brother Qingjun’s explanation, the journey of life is completely disordered. The self of yesterday may be next to the self of the day after tomorrow. I am a neighbor in the day? It makes sense to not predict the prophet. What the sages call things have their beginnings and ends, and things have their beginnings and ends. We need to solve it, firstly, past life, present life and future life, mingled together and scattered at the same time, is it really the fate of impermanence? Then there is our memory…”

Wei Benyuan hurriedly interrupted Bai Chang’s words, and sighed sincerely: “The way of the sword is indeed a shortcut.”

Wu Yuan was the first county magistrate in the history of Huaihuang County, and the second serious official post besides the supervisor of kiln affairs. I met a lot of soft nails with Taoye Lane and suffered a lot of embarrassment.

It is only said that the Ministry of Rites of the imperial court once issued a secret official document to the county government, asking Wu Yuan to open up the old porcelain mountain in the territory into a Wenchang Pavilion, and then convert the fairy tomb into a martial arts temple. The old porcelain mountain belongs to the Liu family on Fulu Street, and the Wei family occupies the largest area of ​​the fairy tomb. As a result, Wu Yuan failed to accomplish these two things. This is also the reason why Wu Yuan left sadly. There could be many reasons. If you can’t do it, you can’t do it. You only look at the results. Therefore, the officials’ evaluation of Wu Yuan was extremely low in the Beijing inspection plan.

Fu Yu once fought against the injustice of County Magistrate Wu, why the threshold here is higher than Yichi Lane and Chi’er Street in the capital.

Later, Yuan Zhengding, who was as busy as spinning tops every day, and Cao Gengxin, the supervisor who claimed to be diligent and never greedy, and the two descendants of Shangzhuguo surnamed cooperated to pry open the monolithic four surnames and ten clans , Helped the court to really open up the situation here. Both of them started in the old Longzhou as the two peers in the officialdom. Now, in terms of official reputation, they are on par, and in terms of official career, they are both on the same level.

The fun of the children in the small town is to listen to the old stories told by the old people in the shade of the old pagoda tree, which is like a big umbrella, and wait for the elders to lift the bamboo basket containing watermelon from the iron lock well, all the way. Running across the stone arch bridge across the stream, the children have long been familiar with the rusty old sword, fishing on the back of the green bull with holes, or taking off their pants in summer, bare buttocks Jump into the pool, go to the old porcelain mountain to pick and choose, and it will creak when you step on it. The broken words and portraits on the broken porcelain pieces are like talking or singing. Hide-and-seek in the alley, go to the fairy grave to fly paper kites, catch crickets, have snowball fights and build snowmen in winter, play house games like who will marry who will marry, and carry the sedan chair by hand. There were voices at the door calling for someone to eat, one after another.

A little older, when the children gradually become teenagers and girls, teenagers with strength, or follow their parents to farm in the fields, but most of them will go to the dragon kiln outside the town as apprentices, and then become kiln workers, talented and good at craftsmanship Okay, I’m going to keep going, and I hope to be the fire master of a dragon kiln. The salary will be doubled. The owner of the kiln may have to look at their faces. In a small town, this is a great prospect. About middle-aged age, if you accept apprentices, and then accept apprentices after apprentices, you are probably an old man.

And those girls carrying bamboo baskets to pick wild vegetables by the water may take off their embroidered shoes, and their smooth and white feet will step on a series of shallow footprints on the soft soil between the ridges of the field. Then one day they get married, they have their own children, they may go to school to study for a few years, and when they are young, they will help work in the fields, herd cows, drive ducks, or go to the Dragon Kiln to feed the legendary emperor. Children burn porcelain.

The five biggest opportunities on the small town’s surface in the past are closely related to the theory of the five elements created by Zou Zi, a yin and yang master in China.

His Royal Highness Gao Xuan, the prince of the Yiyang Gao family in the Great Sui Dynasty, got a golden carp with moral meaning, and a dragon king basket as a gift. Obtained from Li Er. Symbol of war.

Zhao Yao on Fulu Street, a book boy next to Qi Jingchun, a former school teacher, has a clean offering from the study room, a wooden carved dragon-shaped paperweight. An ancestral thing is hard to touch.

The little loach that Gu Can kept in the water tank in Niping Lane. It was obtained from Chen Pingan fishing in Tianlong ditch and passed on to the little slug beside him.

Ruan Xiu’s fire dragon bracelet, she came here by forging iron in her shop by the stream, the ponytailed girl in Tsing Yi, every time she swung her arm and hammered it down, the sparks in the room suddenly sputtered , Beautiful and magnificent, like a star map, finally condensed into a bright red bracelet in the shape of a dragon’s tail, entrenched around the girl’s wrist. It’s like “natural”.

The four-legged snake in the courtyard of Song Jixin and his maid Zhigui belonged to the one who took the initiative to go to Niping Lane to confess to Song Jixin. It was born afraid of Wang Zhu, and didn’t dare to get close to the straw sandal boy next door, just because Wang Zhu was the last real dragon incarnation in the world, and Chen Pingan was the one who made a secret bond with him, so it naturally didn’t dare to do anything wrong. Later in Shujian Lake, the water flood Tanxue who grew up from the “little loach” was afraid of Chen Ping’an. She was her first owner, but she didn’t have time to go to the ancestral house in Niping Lane to “settle down”, and failed to complete a formal cut-off ceremony like signing a monogram on the land deed, and was soon given to Gu Can. Secondly, she is very clear about Chen Ping’s position in the heart of her master, Gu Can, but the most important thing is that Chen Ping signed an equal contract with the real dragon king Zhu, and provoking Chen Ping is provoking Wang Zhu. Tanxue of the dragon genus naturally did not dare to offend.

And Chen Pingan, whose life was as thin as paper and could not keep his luck, was able to catch this “loach”, and it was related to the box of rouge buried in the alley outside the ancestral house, so he was close to water.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth not only generate each other but also restrain each other, and each has its own assistance and victory.

But when they got the five biggest blessings on the table, the five of them completely lost the possibility of becoming that half of one.

There is no thickness in the cycle of the way of heaven, and it is impossible for anyone to get the advantage and take advantage of it.

This is one of the lowest rules established by old man Yang of the pharmacy. In addition, almost every young generation in a small town has a different method of ups and downs and odds.

For example, Hu Feng, his grandfather was Cai Daohuang who opened a wedding shop, and the owner of the matchmaking shop, who used to be in charge of marriages all over the world.

Because Cai Daohuang is one of the surviving gods, he may be one of the first to be aware of Qingtong Tianjun’s plan.

Under the premise of not overstepping the rules and not offending one of the twelve high-ranking gods, Cai Daohuang tried his best to let Hu Feng take the lead and plan for his descendants Daoliang.

Cai Daohuang told Hu Feng repeatedly when his grandson was young, not to allow Hu Feng to pick up money on the ground, not to beg for help in case of trouble, to beg for help, and to pay off favors as soon as possible, or even better to pay more . But you can ask for more “happy money”. For example, on the way to get married, you can stop the road to ask for a red envelope, but don’t forget to say a few auspicious words, be kind to others, and make good karma. If the neighbors in the neighborhood have funeral affairs, they will help them. If they need someone to keep watch, the old man will let Hu Feng stay in the mourning hall overnight. You must not give up halfway, otherwise it is better not to help, and not to enter the mourning hall in the first place. On a certain day every year, the old man would take Hu Feng to kowtow to the Immortal Tomb. There is no thunder, no wind or rain.

But the old man didn’t know that when Hu Feng got the cicada slough and put it in his pocket, Hu Feng had already left the gambling table from that moment on.

Before that, Hu Feng’s incense was already high enough, and he was among the top three. If he could advance step by step, Hu Feng was very likely to reach the top.

Zhu Lu of the Li family on Fulu Street actually had a great first move advantage, but at a certain moment, she lost all the bets to Li Baozhen.

Tao Ya, the maidservant of the Wei family in Tao Leaf Lane, has been steadily raising her stakes. When a certain Lu family member almost killed Liu Xianyang in a strange alley, his incense was extremely high.

The kiln fires at the mouths of thirty-six dragon kilns. An old china mountain. Peach trees on both sides of Peach Leaf Lane. Longxu River and Tiefu River.

As for the archway building commonly known as Crab Square, it is actually one of the nine towers in Haoran Tianxia, ​​the real sword building.

The mountain range is winding, and in the end it looks like a dragon, and the torso cannot be stretched.

The Dragon Riding Alley is located on the top of the steps, and there are two small pools not far from each other. The old man in the town said it was a pair of longan eyes. According to this statement, the Dragon Riding Alley with 122 steps is a The neck of the dragon was cut off, and the street next to the pool is called the stove tip by the people.

Baoxi Kiln, one of the dragon kilns outside the town, the master of the kiln is Yao. I don’t know his name, and he has no relatives in the town. On the contrary, he became an apprentice earlier than the boy from Niping Lane who went to Yaokou first, and Chen Pingan was not able to fall into the eyes of old man Yao in the end. He was always an apprentice, not a disciple who entered the house.

“Master Yao”, “Pharmacist Buddha”.

East Aquarius Continent, the leader of the Oriental Pure Glass World.

Whether it is clay sculpture or casting, whether it is painted with gold or not, it is very important to open the face. In addition to this, there is also the emphasis on placing gold, silver, scriptures, etc. in the statue, or writing supporters.

There was an orphan in Niping Lane who used to go to the fairy graves and kowtow to the three statues of Bodhisattvas. This child went up to the mountain to collect herbs with a basket on his back, and wore out a pair of cheap straw sandals that he woven by himself. Back then, the child who suffered from blind eyes and gossip poked his spine every day, only thought that Bodhisattvas were easy to find, but herbs were hard to find on the mountain.

Many years later, everything has come to light. There was a middle-aged monk who set foot here for the first time. He once saw the completely new world of the fairy cemetery. The Buddha sang and made endless wishes.

Now on the desk on the first floor of the bamboo building at Jiling Peak in Luopo Mountain, there are several brushes of different materials, both porcelain and wood, filled with bamboo bookmarks, and on each bamboo stick, engraved The beautiful words that the owner saw and heard during his travels. Those are the contents that the owner of this mountain sincerely approves, with simple truths, elegant poems, and old sayings from hearsay.

The small bookcase that Cui Cheng left for Nuanshu was full of Buddhist classics, which is why the old man took Xiao Heitan to visit the Ouhua Blessed Land together, and finally chose the Xinxiang Temple in the capital of Nanyuan. The reason for resting is that the old man has sincerely devoted himself to the Buddha in his old age.

In the southeast of the town, the fairy tomb where most of the gods were dilapidated and gradually blended with the soil in the past, the soil seemed to come and go. Later, the Dali court funded the construction of a high-standard martial arts temple. The three statues of the gods are “inside the belly”. There are both market copper coins and gold essence offering money.

When Cao Qinglang returned to the house where the well was located, Cui Dongshan asked with a smile, “It’s going well?”

Cao Qinglang smiled and said: “His Majesty the Emperor agreed very readily, and she also asked me to send a message to Senior Sister Pei, to go and sit with her when I have time.”

Cui Dongshan asked an inconclusive question, “Which one is more difficult to be denied by others or recognized by others?”

Cao Qinglang thought for a while, “If you add the word ‘all’, it will be very difficult.”

Cui Dongshan asked again: “Then remove the word ‘all’. Back then in the county town, our husband and…for example, Zhao Yao, both sides were unaware, unaware, and no external personnel made any changes. Under the premise, one is recognized by more people, and the other is rejected by more people, who is more difficult?”

Cao Qinglang thought about it for a moment, and said, “It’s still more difficult for Zhao Yao.”

Cui Dongshan nodded and gave a thumbs up, “It is indeed a clean stream of our desolate mountain gate style!”

Cao Qinglang asked suspiciously, “Why do you ask this, little brother?”

Cui Dongshan curled his lips, didn’t say anything, just muttered, cursing that the old **** is not a thing, so hard that he even lied to “himself”.

Cao Qinglang is used to it.

Cui Dongshan asked suddenly: “When did you recognize yourself, sir?”

Cao Qinglang looked bewildered, shook his head and said, “How do you know about this kind of thing?”

Cui Dongshan scratched his face imitating millet grains.

How difficult it is to make an out-and-out pessimist optimistic, and let a habitual self-denial recognize himself.

It’s like going to heaven.

In the old days on the side of Qingniubei rocky cliff by the river, old man Yang in the backyard of the pharmacy who seldom went out, and the young man in white who shared the soul with the embroidered tiger Cui Chan had an open and honest conversation. It seems that the status, realm and family background belong to the national teacher Cui Chan, who is the master. The boy in white who had not named himself Cui Dongshan at that time was the assistant. This means that Cui Chan’s mental cultivation and calculation strength on the chessboard must be much higher than that of the boy in white, so that’s right.

But old man Yang asked a very interesting question at that time, “Cui Chan in the capital doesn’t know?”

The boy in white gave a more sincere answer, “I probably don’t know about that.”

Regarding the spirit and soul, both of them are the masters of the masters. There are only a handful of great monks who are qualified to talk to them about this matter.

Such a question and answer, in fact, “Cui Chan” has leaked a lot of secrets.

It means that before that, Cui Chan had already started to make arrangements, began to deceive himself and others, and deliberately suppressed his computing power to deceive the world.

Otherwise, he would not be able to fool the patriarchs of the Three Religions, nor Wen Hai Zhoumi of the Wild World.

After that, it was forced by the “ruler” of the old scholar. Cui Dongshan took Yu Lu and Xie, like brown sugar, to recognize Mr. Chen Ping’an as a faceless face. At the same time, Cui Dongshan is unwilling to follow in the footsteps of the old **** and become a big brother, so he made an appointment with Pei Qian, you will be your big sister, and I will be my little brother, each has his own way .

Shenxiu Mountain, the ancestor of the Longquan Sword Sect, and several direct disciples of Dong Gu, sensed the strange weather that was passing there, guessed the truth, and rushed here from their own mountains, full of joy, but they were hindered by their master’s stubborn temper , It’s just a few words of congratulations, if you say too much, it will make Master unhappy. Ruan Qiong walked out of the blacksmith shop, looking lofty and refined like a fairy, facing the congratulations from his disciples, the five short and strong men didn’t say anything, Liu Xianyang came from the Uyi Peak, “Tiejiang Ruan, is this the fairyland? “

Ruan Qiong hummed.

The disciple asked very casually, but the master answered lightly. After all, the style of Longquan Jianzong’s family is very different from that of a certain mountain next door.

Liu Xianyang asked cautiously: “Master, what about the position of the suzerain?”

Before taking the initiative to let the virtuous, it means that the master and the disciple are in the same realm. I guess Ruan Blacksmith has a thin skin, and he has no face to continue squatting in the latrine without shitting.

Ruan Qiong said unhappily: “Continue to be your suzerain, when I feel that virtue is not worthy, I will give it to a certain Jade Realm.”

Being able to enter the Immortal Realm was due to a transaction. In the early years, Ruan Qiong sent away his family Zhanlongya in exchange for an ancient sword method related to forging.

However, still limited by his own roots and savvy, Ruan Qiong has only broken through the bottleneck of the Jade Raw Realm now. Maybe Liu Xianyang or Xie Ling would have broken through the bottleneck long ago.

As for this secret swordsmanship, who Ruan Qiong will teach it to in the future has already made plans, first to Xu Xiaoqiao, then to Li Shenyuan, in short, it will fall on Zhu Haifeng.

Liu Xianyang immediately squinted at Xie Ling, hinting to this junior, don’t be rebellious, be careful, senior senior brother suzerain will come to clean up the house.

Xie Ling was a little flustered, he is now the only one in the Jade Raw Realm in the sect, and he has no interest in being the suzerain, so he hurriedly said: “Senior brother Liu can cultivate more Li Shenyuan who cooks Haifeng, I think that young man has the title of suzerain posture.”

Ruan Qiong nodded. That young man’s aptitude is not bad, his disposition is very good, and he is worthy of entrusting him with great responsibility.

Xu Xiaoqiao is the current master of Zhu Haifeng, she smiled sweetly, she was really surprised, she never thought that the master would value the direct disciple she just accepted so much.

Liu Xianyang felt relieved, rubbed his hands together and said, “This is not a good table, let’s rub it together?”

Ruan Qiong began to issue the order to drive away the guests. With his hands behind his hands, he walked to the side of the cliff alone, and said indifferently: “We’ll wait until you serve the wine. Let’s all go back.”

Remembering one incident, Ruan Qiong slowed down without turning his head, and said, “Since we have all moved out of Chuzhou, Xianyang, you should go back and inform the Dali court that the Qi trainer and martial artist don’t have the sword talisman , the old rules of not being able to control the wind over the mountains and small towns should be withdrawn quickly, lest people gossip behind their backs and gossip, saying that the shallower the background of our Longquan Sword Sect, the bigger the airs. No matter how poor the Longquan Sword Sect is, It’s not enough to rely on a few sword talismans to make a living.”

Xie Ling didn’t dare to touch bad luck, and made up his mind not to get involved in this matter. Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao looked at each other, and they didn’t dare to express their opinions. Now that the matter of casting sword symbols and sending them to Chuzhou government and Huaihuang county government is probably Xu Xiaoqiao in charge.

Liu Xianyang nodded, “I’ll greet the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Punishment first, and then I will teach that boy Chen Pingan a lesson, reminding them to restrain themselves a bit, and overwhelm me and Longquan Jianzong’s limelight, which has already aroused Master Ruan’s heart I’m not happy anymore, let him take it easy.”

Xie Ling had a complicated look on his face. There are not many people who dare to tease Chen Shanzhu like this. Liu Xianyang has a really big heart.

Ruan Qiong, who had already walked away, said with a smile: “The worship of Dali, regardless of whether it is the chief or the last, is under the supervision of the national teacher as usual. It is hard to say who will wear small shoes for whom.”

Liu Xianyang was speechless. Blacksmith Ruan, who couldn’t beat a fart with a few sticks, can talk like this now. It seems that he is indeed holding his breath in his heart, which is not small.

Looking at the figures of the disciples who left Shenxiu Mountain with Yujian, Ruan Qiong squatted by the cliff, and under the man’s feet were the big characters written on the steep cliff.

Ruan Qiong’s real big disciple was not actually Dong Gu, the first disciple of the Longquan Sword Sect, but a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator who was still concentrating on practicing swordsmanship in Fengxue Temple.

In fact, almost all of the disciples that Ruan Qiong collected in Fengxue Temple in the early years were middle-five monks. At that time, Ruan Qiong hadn’t voluntarily asked to go down the mountain to replace Qi Jingchun as the military master of the Lizhu Cave Heaven. Later, Ruan Qiong felt that the trip out of the mountain was about to come, and the future was uncertain, so he didn’t let them go down the mountain. Later, Ruan Qiong broke away from the Fengxue Temple genealogy and established the Longquan Sword Sect in the old Longzhou boundary, but he still didn’t let those disciples enter. Longquan Sword Sect.

Ruan Qiong always had a huge regret in his heart, just because among those disciples, there was a person whom he had placed high hopes on. This disciple was named Liu Jingzhuang, whose aptitude for cultivating Taoism was average, and he was very slow to break through in Fengxue Temple. , but the young man’s temperament is very good, and he has an appetite for Ruan Qiong, so good that Ruan Qiong thinks that it is okay to let him be a closed disciple. But in the end, this person not only severed the master-student relationship with Ruan Qiong, but even broke away from the Fengxue Temple genealogy.

Although Liu Jingzhuang is a military monk of the Fengxue Temple lineage, he works hard and bears the burden of hard work. He forges iron and swords with Ruan Qiong and never complains. He likes to use yarrow for divination in his spare time. Later, Ruan Qiong moved to the blacksmith shop in Lizhu Cave, and even the guys in the blacksmith shop were actually bought by Liu Jingzhuang piece by piece in his early years. But such a qi trainer with the same bones, and the most admired monk on Haoran Mountain, turned out to be Liu Qi, who was recognized as the first-class monk in Taoism, a genius among geniuses who turned Liu Jinjing into a place of retention.

Ruan Qiong has almost never regretted anything in his life of cultivating Taoism and casting swords. If he really cares about it, there are only two things. The first one is ignoring Liu Jingzhuang’s Taoism.

According to the genealogical records of Fengxue Temple, Liu Jingzhuang’s ancestors can be traced back to the Liu family of the Shenshui Kingdom, which is the Shenshui Kingdom where Wei Bo was the king of Beiyue Mountain.

Ruan Qiong turned to look at Piyun Mountain.

As the smallest continent in Haoran, Aquarius Continent has only one military general in the history of Zhongtu Martial Temple, but the time of accompanying him is very short. This person is Zhang Ping, the famous general of Shenshui Kingdom, who is now the City God of Chuzhou City God Temple Gao Ping. Zhang Ping and Wei Bo, who used to enjoy the incense of the world, accompanied the heroic spirits of the martial arts temple, but became the land lords of the Mantou Mountain near Hongzhu Town, a majestic tiger, whose golden body was smashed and submerged, and then salvaged However, the Duke of Tudi, who raised a part of the fragmented golden body and descended to Qidun Mountain, sank like the fate of the Liu family of Shenshui Kingdom, and became a low-level subordinate in the officialdom of Shanshui. His former colleagues who could see each other with just a glance, really A pair of brothers and sisters.

As the northern mountain of Dali, Piyun Mountain governs the territory, including the Tiefu River.

The first empress of the water **** who was conferred by the imperial court was Yang Hua, the court lady next to the Great Li Empress Nanzan in the early years.

She is now the Marquis of Changchun of Qidu.

Life is like the dust on the moor, and there are thousands of duckweeds in the poplar flowers.

At that time, the Shenshui country was prosperous in culture, especially the name of the farewell poem moved the northern half of the continent, and it used things to express its ambitions. According to Shuowen Jiezi, Yang and Liu are also raised.

Ruan Qiong is still not sure whether Yang Hua is the reincarnation of someone in the old Shenshui Kingdom, nor does he know whether his disciple Liu Jingzhuang has any relationship with Yang Hua.

Outside of sword casting, it was a mess.

As Ruan Qiong’s favorite disciple deep in his heart, Liu Jingzhuang, after his brothers continued to improve their realm, especially when Ruan Qiong himself entered the upper five realms, unconsciously, Liu Jingzhuang, who was already at the bottom of his realm, without warning, in a certain time On the way to retreat, he went mad. If Ruan Xiu didn’t notice something was wrong and she came to rescue him, then Senior Brother Liu, who would change his mind as soon as he left the retreat, would make a big mistake, and the consequences would be unimaginable. After that, Liu Jingzhuang, who thought he had no hope of practicing in this life, left Fengxue Temple sadly, Ruan Qiong didn’t stop him, because he knew he couldn’t stop him.

Later in the small town, Ruan Qiong once explained to her daughter why she only let the teenagers in Niping Lane do part-time work.

The reason was that she didn’t want her to see the second Senior Brother Liu.

This is also the real reason why Ruan Qiong was unwilling to accept Chen Pingan as a formal apprentice in the pawnshop.

Ruan Qiong occasionally wondered over the years, did she think a little less at that time, if she was not afraid of making mistakes, Xiuxiu would stay, and in the end, Li Liu would be the one who followed Zhou Mi to the sky?

Ruan Qiong took out a jug of wine, which was a local brew bought from a small town in the early years. The unshaven man took a sip of the wine.

I regret that I can’t eat it as a meal, but I can drink it as a wine.

Those four big characters are carved on the cliff.

From top to bottom, it is the heavenly show.

From bottom to top, it is the God of Show who opens the sky.

I remember that young Taoist priest who set up a fortune-telling stall once made a fortune-telling fortune for Xiuxiu.

The signature is an old saying that seems to be scheming, “It is not the sky that opens people, but the sky that opens the sky. Those who open the sky will be born with virtue, and those who open the people will be born with thieves.”

Ruan Qiong remembered the last time she ate at the same table with Xiuxiu, and Xiuxiu understated something, saying that she had seen Senior Brother Liu.

Ruan Qiong didn’t ask much at that time.

But later, it was Wenhai Zhoumi and Ruan Xiu who left hand in hand.

There used to be 600 households in Huaihuang County, and the streets and alleys, big and small, criss-crossed. There are actually quite a few alleys that are narrower than the Niping Alley. If you can take a shortcut, you will pass by this place. The two walls face each other, the eaves are low, the sun cannot reach, and there is no sky. Chen Pingan often visited this place when he was young, especially in the freezing winter, when the dark alleys were frozen on the ground and no one was around, Chen Pingan would first put the bucket at the end of the alley, just like that. Pushing forward, he took a few steps back, rushed forward, slid sideways through the alley, and finally met the wooden barrel filled with water at the end of the alley.

Later, Chen Pingan took Chen Lingjun for a walk in the town and passed by. There was a well at the entrance of the alley.

There was a vegetable garden with poor soil beside the well, and they were chatting and walking. At that time, Chen Lingjun walked a dozen steps before he suddenly understood something.

The master of the mountain, actually stole vegetables from the vegetable garden when he was a child? ! Otherwise, how could the master of the mountain know the taste of those vegetables in the vegetable garden, which are astringent?

And Chen Pingan didn’t deny anything at the time, but just told the little boy in Tsing Yi not to spread rumors.

It’s like admitting that you did steal when you were a kid.

Think back to those days.

In the night, a black cat that wandered around Xinghua Lane all the year round was pitch black. It was hard to tell whether it was a domestic cat or a wild cat. It walked lightly and silently on the roof of the Yang Family Medicine Store.

It looked through the patio at the old man who was puffing in the backyard.

Old man Yang said: “Fellow Taoist of Zhici Temple, you are here, why don’t you come in and have a talk, you can’t hide your words outside the courtyard.”

The black cat, which the old man called “Zhici Taoist”, shook his head lightly, then nodded like a human being, and jumped up, landing on the bench under the eaves.

The old blind man from the barbaric 100,000 mountains contributed a lot in the battle of ascension to the sky. Because he was dissatisfied with the subsequent internal strife, he felt that the world that had turned upside down was not much better. He was extremely disappointed. As a monk of the human race, he chose to stay. In the wild world not far from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I once cut off my own eyes and threw them into the vast mountains and rivers outside the wild world, turning into two wild cats, one black and one white, wandering in the world, watching the changes of the world coldly .

However, the old blind man has not collected these two “visions” for ten thousand years. Too lazy to look directly, out of sight and out of mind.

One of the black cats is now often by Ma Kuxuan’s side, and the other white cat was supposed to stay in Qingming Tianxia, ​​but for some reason, it ended up going to the Taoist Temple in the East China Sea.

The wild cat just came here from that alley, a skinny kid like black charcoal, stole some vegetables in the dark and returned to Claypot Alley, his feet were weak and sweat was profuse.

Old man Yang seemed to know what it saw, and said calmly: “Finally, it has a bit of humanity.”

The wild cat squatted on the bench, combed its shiny fur with its paws, raised its head, and stared blankly at the old man with its dark eyes.

Old man Yang just squinted at the ground scene in the courtyard. There were countless incense sticks, and each stick of incense was someone’s incense stick in the town. The bottom of the well was covered with incense ash, layer upon layer year after year.

It’s just that in the eyes of the black cat, there is nothing in the courtyard.

It put down its paws, leaned against the bench, and asked the old man who was in charge of the man in the world and the immortals ascended to heaven with his eyes.

Qi Jingchun chose the book boy Zhao Yao?

not necessarily. Probably just the opposite.

not necessarily? Otherwise, why did Qi Jingchun start admonishing Zhao Yao early on, telling that child to pay attention to forming good relationships in ordinary places?

Qi Jingchun knew that he couldn’t break my rules, and he didn’t want to delve into this matter, for fear that it would be self-defeating, which would be unsightly.

You picked this orphan from Mudbottle Lane?

No. Life is as thin as paper, he can’t afford it, and I can’t afford it. Fellow Daoist Zhici, believe it or not, since I taught him the breathing technique, he has already left the gambling table with one foot.

Is there a “but”?

Yes, “but” God never abandons self-improvement. The gambling table I set up is not for monks to climb mountains. There are no requirements for qualifications and backgrounds, so there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors.

In the courtyard in the sight of the old man, there is a stick of incense inserted in the pile of incense ash. The fire is flickering, and the incense mist rises. Some incenses are about to burn out, but the incense mist is extremely low. Some incenses seem to have just been lit, but the incense mist is extremely low High, only a little distance from the mouth of the patio. Some incense mist disperses and cannot stay, and falls into the rest of the incense. Some mist disperses but is not chaotic, like a canopy, like a shelter from wind and rain, sheltering some incense with sparks that are slightly bright and half-bright, and some cigarettes are It is condensed into a line, rising straight to a high place, and some incense sticks lean to the side, resisting the nearby incense sticks, and are about to burn the latter, the scene is different, and there are many.

In the heavy rain, Song Jixin, who was returning to Niping Lane, was blocked on the road, and a skinny and much shorter peer stretched out his hand to choke his neck. The tall boy leaned against the wall, powerless to resist.

The straw sandal boy’s eyes were red, his fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed his neighbor’s neck. He stared at Song Jixin who lied to him to break his oath. In the heavy rain, there were tears on the faces of the two teenagers, one was hatred and anger, the other was fear and regret.

At the entrance of the Baoxi kiln, the sissy who was in charge of watching the kiln fire one day sat alone on the bench when it rained heavily. This means that almost half a year’s harvest at the Baoxi kiln mouth has been ruined. Master Yao and all the kiln workers will hate his dereliction of duty, and he will be held accountable by the officials of the Kiln Supervision and Construction Department afterwards. The cowardly man named Su Han, after poking out such a big basket, ran away in fright, and didn’t dare to tell anyone that he kept hiding in the mountains, and the heavy rain hit his face and body bursts of life It hurts like every drop of rain is a whiplash.

The young and strong men at the entrance of the kiln were chasing after him, searching the mountains vigorously, and when the heavy rain stopped, they lit torches one by one.

Liu Xianyang was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and the tall boy was holding a torch. After holding back for a long time, he still couldn’t hold back and said to the old man beside him, old man Yao, or just forget it?

The old man Yao was walking on the muddy mountain road, leaving marks on his feet, and said something weird to the tall boy, forget it? What’s the matter? It’s on your head?

Liu Xianyang grinned, yes, then I owe him, and I will help him pay back the money in the future. After a moment of silence, Liu Xianyang added, I will return it with Chen Pingan.

This is called sharing blessings and sufferings together. He is good at making money, and Chen Pingan is good at saving money. I believe the two of them will be able to pay off this muddled debt.

After all, it is a life. No matter how sloppy that sissy was, she even got a big slap from Liu Xianyang, but after careful investigation, it seemed that she hadn’t done anything harmful.

With this posture tonight, if he is not caught, he will be beaten to death and knocked down? Old man Yao is notorious for denying his relatives and accepting death.

The old man Yao said in a low voice with no expression on his face, he asked for it all himself, people have come to pay their debts in this life, and there is no way to avoid it, so pay it off as soon as possible.

Liu Xianyang couldn’t hear it clearly, but he probably heard it clearly. At that time, the tall boy had a pure heart, and he didn’t take it to heart.

In the dark night, suddenly there was lightning and thunder. Su Han, who was in a state of turmoil, looked at the skinny young man who came out from behind the tree in a daze by the light that seemed to be given by God. The latter shook his head silently, stretched out his fingers, It seemed to show him a way out.

Poor people who have no backbone like to despise people who are poorer than themselves, probably people like Su Han.

But the person who let him go that night was the young man he liked to provoke and bully the most in his daily life. His surname was Chen, he was taciturn, and he was a dull gourd who couldn’t fight back.

But the man was caught in the end, and the sissy was tied back to Longyao by Wuhuada. In fact, she was not beaten to death on the spot. It was said that her muscles and bones were injured for a hundred days, let alone the person whose limbs were broken, lying on the bed for almost 100 days. There is a scene of half a year. Those kiln workers and apprentices who were supposed to take care of the sissies in turn regarded this job as hard work, and it didn’t earn half a copper coin, and it was tiring. , It is really suffering, so they each find their own reasons, or they don’t find excuses at all, and let Chen Ping’an go to work. The result is that the two people in the kiln who looked at each other the most, one is lying on the hospital bed, and the other is sitting on the bed. On the bench, each of them was silent like that, and the two sides often didn’t say a word. One stared blankly at the old window paper that no one would change without him. Helping to feed the sissy, just like a dumb person, repeatedly practicing the drawing posture.

Old man Yao went there once and asked Su Han if he had any grievances and if he wanted to leave Longyao to make a living elsewhere. The sissy grinned, shook her head with difficulty, and pulled the wound, uglier than a ghost.

In fact, the sissy has a delicate mind, and knows that if she doesn’t suffer this beating, and if she doesn’t beat him hard, the owner of the kiln mouth will definitely not be able to get around him. As for his low life, a hundred times of death is not enough to pay for it.

So old man Yao was helping him.

Liu Xianyang couldn’t stand the smell, so he would sit on the threshold, scolding a sissy with a bunch of nasty words, and then calling Chen Ping’an a bad person. Those who were lying or sitting in the room didn’t reply, and one of them didn’t dare to follow. Liu Xianyang quarreled, but one was indifferent.

But as long as Liu Xianyang is not at the door, the sissy’s injury is a little better at first, and she has a little energy, and she will scold the sky in a low voice. The young man surnamed Chen was a lowly child with a father and no mother. Later, he got tired of scolding, and quarrels had to be scolded at each other to have fun, and it was really meaningless to be with a young man who never talked to him. Later, the sissy gradually subsided. One time, the sissy was really aggrieved, so I asked the boy what you thought, why didn’t you talk back, are you really not angry, or did you say that you were used to being scolded by the neighbors because you were young, and you didn’t get scolded a few words? , but feel uncomfortable all over? The young man was silent for a long time with a dark face, and then he said the truth, when you recover from illness, and one day you can go to work in the fields, I will give you a few big mouths, and I will not get rid of your stinky mouth full of dung. A few teeth, I will take your surname… The sissy who just survived the ghost gate smiled instead of anger. She laughed so badly that she probably pulled a wound, so she grinned.

Later, Sissy was able to get out of bed and walk, but she still needed to recover from her injuries. When a man goes out occasionally, it’s always the weather when it’s about to rain. When he meets a kiln worker on the road, when a sissy talks to someone, he still gets used to raising his orchid finger or stroking his temple hair. I can’t change eating shit, and teased a few words in person, sissy used to be completely indifferent, but now she will look sad, Su Han walks alone on the road, either slaps himself in the face, or secretly stretches out his left hand and tightly holds his right hand, I don’t know what I’m thinking.

There was only one time when he and the boy from Mud Ping Lane could really be called chatting with each other, only once, about ten sentences in a sissy manner, and the boy said at most one sentence.

And from the beginning to the end, the young man only said one thing that could be regarded as a good thing, not guilty, he said that the sissy paper-cutting is very beautiful.

In the end, the sissy, who seemed to be in a good mood, asked the boy why he was the first to see him on the mountain, but he didn’t report to Master Yao and the others?

The thin boy’s answer couldn’t be more real. You are cowardly. If you were captured and beaten to death, even if you became a ghost, you would definitely not dare to seek revenge from others, but you would only seek me.

The sissy laughed very happily, and when she finally stopped laughing, she first gave a hello, called the boy’s name, and then asked a question, asking if this is a good person with no reward?

The boy didn’t talk to him.

But on that day, the sissy stabbed his neck with scissors and rolled up the quilt, as if hiding inside, not wanting others to see his ugly death. Anyway, he died quietly.

On the day of Su Han’s death, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was cloudless.

At that time, Chen Pingan couldn’t really talk about being sentimental, but when he was holding Liu Xianyang to guard the sissy’s spirit, the young man just couldn’t understand two things. Since the sissy is so afraid of pain, why is she not afraid of death? How could such a cowardly person manage to poke a big hole in his own neck with a pair of scissors? A sissy is a dead word. But the words that the kiln worker came to the room and left behind were just ordinary gossip, light and fluffy, worse than cotton wool. It stands to reason that sissies have heard cocoons long ago in this life, why did he suddenly suffer? Gone?

No matter what, when Chen Ping met the swordsman wearing a hat, the latter said something casually, and he didn’t talk about people’s right and wrong behind his back, so the young man silently remembered it.

It’s not just Chen Pingan who doesn’t know a few truths, but he cherishes the truth very much, but he knew very early on that sometimes a word can really kill a person.

There are dozens of mountains stretching to the west, some are high and some are low, some are big and some are small, but there are only a few hills beside the three-point water in the name of the mountain, and there is only the smallest hill near the town. It is recorded in the files in the official office of the Kiln Supervision and Construction Department that it is called Yishan. Of course, the Ministry of Rites of the Great Li Dynasty has a more obscure name, Zhenzhu Mountain. Yishan, the name of the mountain brings water, and it is so fussy that Su Han likes it very much. Moreover, he is timid by nature and is most afraid of ghosts in his life. Therefore, before he was alive, he actually thought about where he would be buried after death. To “stay” over there, you can try to be as close to the town as possible. The hill is barren and overgrown with weeds, and there are not even a few trees suitable for chopping for firewood, so almost no townspeople have ever climbed this hill. After that, there is no need to ask for scolding, a small grave, hidden in the weeds, will not hinder anyone’s eyes, so it is really the best.

People eat dirt for a lifetime, and dirt eats people once.

Buried in peace.

Su Han is buried here.

Zhenzhu Mountain was finally bought by Chen Pingan for only one gold coin.

At that time, Chen Pingan didn’t think deeply about why it must be the Spring Festival money among the three kinds of gold and copper coins.

This is fate. A good relationship with a good beginning and a good end.

One is Chen Pingan who is the least afraid of ghosts, and the other is the sissy who was the least afraid of Chen Pingan during his lifetime.

Later, in Sudian, a girl nicknamed Yanzhi, together with Shi Lingshan in Taoye Lane, became old man Yang’s apprentice, and usually worked in the pharmacy.

She is Su Han’s niece.

After becoming a master-student, after teaching boxing one time, the old man sat in the backyard and swallowed his clouds, rarely having a few off-topic conversations that had nothing to do with martial arts.

The old man asked, “You want to repay your kindness after learning boxing?”

Su Dian nodded.

“Is it to help your uncle pay off his debt?”

Su Dian still nodded.

“Aside from repaying debts and repaying favors?”

“Uncle and I both think he is a really good man.”

“Your uncle Su Han, the word drought is easy to understand, and it doesn’t rain. A boy who has just studied for a few days in the school knows the meaning. Dry without rain and sun is drought.”

The old man wrote a word in the air with a tobacco stick, and Sudian, who had never read a book, naturally didn’t recognize it at all, but the girl guessed the answer.

“But the character ‘Su’ has more meanings. The ancient character ‘Su’ is a pictographic character, implying that a branch or straw is pierced through the gills to lift fish. And the shape of the character has the appearance of hanging down like a whisker.”

There are two layers of meaning here, just a surname, it has already revealed Su Han’s situation and… origin.

A fish without water with its gills suspended, unable to reach the sky or land, is punished and endured hardship. The rain master was relegated to the dust and fell to the ground like the beard of a rain dragon. Here’s the story.

“The surname is a good surname, but it’s a pity that the name was chosen wrong. An old scholar’s article on discussing soldiers once had the phrase “Su Renzhe died”, which means the word Su, which means “towards”.

A fish comes out of the water, but it is not really put to death. As long as it returns to the water, it can be resurrected, so the resurrection from death is called Su. This also involves the so-called retreat in Buddhism. If it is said that turning back is the shore, what if turning back again? Doesn’t it mean that the fish is already in the water, but it’s just suffering and dissatisfaction? That’s why Su Han, out of the dozens of dragon kilns, chose the entrance of the Baoxi kiln where old man Yao was in charge.

The priest rains, and the rain master burns the fire. The woman is Yushi, and the man is Su Han.

After all the suffering, I finally got relief. Punting boats cross by themselves, don’t ask outside.

God helps those who help themselves.

When Su Dian was learning boxing in Yashan, Qingming Tianxia, ​​he accidentally saw a collection of poems, and there happened to be a poem about praying for rain in Yishan Mountain recorded on it.

Although Su Xue is full of feet, it will not save the spring and summer drought. Sighs are everywhere, the sky is not heard, singing and dancing all night, dragons fight… There is a constant flow of water in the world, and there is no difference between coming and going every year…

Unknowingly, Sudian’s face was full of tears, and she raised her head to look at the rain curtain outside the window, she murmured softly, God.

This day, the black cat visited Yang’s pharmacy again, jumped off the roof, and landed gently on the bench. Just now in an alley, Hu Feng got the cicada slough.

This young man who wanders the streets and alleys has liked to go to the old porcelain mountain with Dong Shuijing since he was a child to pick up the broken porcelain pieces he likes. He occasionally gets something, just like picking up a gold in a dung heap.

The one you chose was that brat who **** and pees in crotchless pants?

Old man Yang shook his head, thinking of Li Huai, there was a rare smile on the old man’s withered and wrinkled face.

Li Huai is the only exception. From the very beginning, the old man has not been dragged to the gambling table. Even Li Huai’s natal porcelain was bought by the old man and returned to the child.

But this does not mean that the existence of Li Huai is unimportant. On the contrary, Li Huai, to a large extent, arranges for the heavens and is responsible for “conferring the gods”, similar to the Fengzheng in the current world, and this child distributes opportunities, and at the same time , Li Huai can stay out of the matter.

When a girl in a red padded jacket ran out of school in a hurry, she led the way for Uncle Li to find Li Huai.

This made Li Huai, who was wearing open crotch trousers, immediately have a good impression of this eccentric classmate, and at that moment, Li Baoping, the stick of incense in the backyard of the pharmacy, instantly rose a lot.

In Niping Lane, two people with very different identities and realms bowed to each other.

After the catastrophic accident at the covered bridge, there was an unknown Q&A.

“Mr. Qi, is it really a good thing for him to do this?”

A scholar with twin temples and stars, silent and guilty.

He once carved a seal and presented it to Chen Shishi, the junior apprentice who took the apprentice on his behalf.

Sitting on the bank of the blue stone cliff, the girl in green clothes eating cakes looked at the boy in straw sandals whom she had met for the first time.

People depend on food, and the gluttonous girl seemed to see the most delicious food in the world, so she couldn’t help but look at it a few more times.

Because she is a practitioner, she was the first to see the young man, and then the young man with good eyesight who was different from ordinary people saw her.

In the end, the boy traveled far away again and again, and the former girl finally ascended to the sky and left.

Longquan Jianzong moved all the mountains and created a Hoan Kiem Lake.

The young man once left his hometown and returned to his hometown once, and brought a gift to Miss Ruan who was helping to look after the home.

It was Chen Pingan’s first time traveling far away, and it was not in vain. When he returned home, there were girls in pink skirts and children in Tsing Yi beside him.

Perhaps the fine tradition of “picking up people and going home” when the mountain master went out began at that time?

Later, when I went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time, and then returned from Tongyezhou, there was a little Heitan by my side.

Traveling to Luzhou in Beiju, he brought back a little girl in black standing in a basket, the dumb lake monster.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi, “waking up” in the Creation Cave on the sea, and there are nine more sword fairy embryos beside him.

That gift was a worthless item, just a green bamboo slip with a line of small characters engraved on it.

Duanzhenzheng five characters, “Landscapes meet again”.

When Ruan Xiu received this gift, she was very happy. She didn’t even hide that happiness. Even the little boy in green clothes and the girl in pink skirt saw it clearly.

After the town opened, Cai Jinjian of Yunxia Mountain was tricked by Zhenjun Jiang, and his Dao heart was unstable, so he shot and broke the Changsheng bridge of the boy in Niping Lane.

Chen Pingan’s left hand was wrapped with a piece of natal broken porcelain, and he suddenly rushed out in an alley, slashing Cai Jinjian.

This was the first person among the younger generation in the town to personally kill a Qi practitioner on the mountain before Ma Kuxuan.

At that moment, in the patio in the backyard of the pharmacy, a stick of incense that was about to burn out suddenly blazed up, the incense mist filled the air, and the momentum exploded.

The man who leads the donkey and wears a hat claims to be a swordsman. He escorted the group of children to study in the Sui Dynasty. On the way, he once joked with Lin Shouyi, which was an unintentional remark.

He asked Lin Shouyi and Chen Pingan to exchange their names. Lin Shouyi’s father, Lin Zhengcheng, was the guard at the time, and the deepest meaning of the guard was, of course, the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper is naturally something that needs to be looked after. For example… “Guard that one, let that one be safe.”

On the way to school, Li Huai, who is best at nesting, once made up his mind to give Chen Pingan the most important things in the future.

In a fairy inn in Huang Tingguo, Lin Shou said sorry to Chen Pingan for the first time.

But what really made Lin Shouyi recognize Chen Pingan was Chen Pingan’s next sentence, “I want to get the money back!”

Earlier, at the candied haws stall in Xinghua Lane, Zou Zi nodded slightly when the man looked at the kid who ran away by the side of the road.

It was the first time in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and it was probably the first time in Chen Pingan’s life that he was so determined, recognized himself so much, and had no doubts about himself.

Recalling that on the golden arched bridge, Sister Shenxian said that she didn’t recognize herself, but only because she believed in Mr. Qi, she was willing to believe in herself, and she bet on that one-ten-thousandth hope.

The straw sandal boy walked on the high wall, not only did not feel discouraged at all, but said to himself in his heart, “It is enough to have this one, and I am this one!”