Chapter 796： Not haoran

A group of people went on foot to Yuanyangzhu Ferry, and went to the baggage chief in Parrot Island.

Chen Ping An, Li Baoping, Li Huai, Taoist Nen, plus an outsider, are now Madam Yanyan who is listed in the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect's Landscape Genealogy. And Liu Chicheng, who is the most outsider but least considers himself an outsider, is secretly discussing with the Taoist Nen, who are still worthy of scolding and can be beaten at the ferry crossing now.

Just now, Chen Ping'an and the girl Flower God taught tips and tricks, and did not deliberately bypass Mrs. Yan Yan. She heard them very clearly.

Mrs. Yan Yan was still a little worried, "You really can rest assured that Rui Feng'er will visit Zhang Wenqian alone. Are you really afraid that her temporary wrong words will lead to failure? That fat immortal, but notoriously difficult to deal with. Why not personally. Isn’t it safer to go out?"

Maybe you, a hermit who can't afford to get up early and earn money in the morning, can still get along with that fat fairy, and then Shunzhanzi and Su Zi.

It's just that Mrs. Yan Yan naturally did not dare to say the following sentence.

Zhang Wenqian, one of the four undergraduates under Su Zi's school, was called "Fatxian" because of his majestic appearance and burly body far more than ordinary people.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Anyway, just a few words, what can the God of Impatiens say wrong?"

That would be too small to look down upon a goddess of flowers from the Land of Flowers.

And at the end of the previous small talk, Chen Ping’an also comforted the flower goddess for some unreasonable reasons, telling her that she would be nervous when she saw Master Zhang, but actually don’t worry, because Mr. Zhang knows you will be nervous, you The reason why you are nervous is because you are sincere, which is a good thing. So nervousness makes you nervous. When you speak, you are not afraid of trembling. Just rest assured to be nervous. When you are too nervous to speak, you will continue to be nervous, without having to speak.

Having heard what Qingshan Jianxian said at the time, the Phoenix Immortal Flower God was obviously relaxed. Since she is not even afraid of nervousness, what else is she afraid of?

Mrs. Yan Yan asked: "Chen Pingan, why are you willing to do such a big favor?"

Chen Ping'an said, "I'm not actually helping you. What kind of person Mrs. Yan Yan is, will make outsiders think that Lu Zhi is just like a person."

Mrs. Yan Yan was rather relaxed. Since I didn't help her, I didn't owe others favor.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "To be honest, I am more surprised that you are willing to ask me for this favor."

Mrs. Yan Yan turned her head and glanced at the young hidden official. She was actually even more surprised. Chen Ping'an would say this. Seems to treat her as his own?

Thinking about it again, she immediately became nervous again, bending around, why did she help her?

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "These years, you have been suspicious of yourself, and I always feel that I am unpredictable."

Mrs. Yan Yan smiled awkwardly and said, "No, nothing. How dare I misunderstand the hermit."

Chen Ping’an said: “Mrs. Yan Yan, think about it for yourself. If I vowed to you and promised that I won’t miss any plum gardens anymore, what I did back then was my duty and I had to do it. After you and I return home, even if It's not a friend, but it's definitely not an enemy. Are you willing to believe me, or will you feel that I have bad intentions even more?"

Mrs. Yan Yan smiled and squinted, thinking about it, and she nodded and said, "That's right. It's true."

Liu Chicheng was abiding by the rules today, just pretending not to know this Madam Yan Yan who has an excellent relationship with Baihua Fudi.

Otherwise, according to his temper, wearing a pink robe, he would have been a butterfly floating around by sister Yan Yan.

Because he used to be in Aquarius Island and summed up a solid truth about how to buy money and not sell money.

As long as it is a person who has a relationship with Wensheng, and a child born in Lizhu Dongtian, don't provoke them.

First Chen Pingan, then Li Liu over Xielongshi, only half, and then Li Baoping outside Qingfeng City, plus half of his nephew Gu Can?

That is exactly three. There are only three things, so you have to remember.

Liu Chicheng has made an appointment with his fellow Taoists, and the two brothers are going to go to the wild world together, where the sky is high and the earth is wide, and who can travel everywhere, who can restrain? Who dares to stand in the way? It was a good time for the two brothers to become famous.

Li Huai probed his brain.

I don't know what the relationship between Chen Ping'an and her is.

As for the person wearing the powder robe, it seemed to be difficult to provoke. I heard that it was the pavilion owner of the Liuli Pavilion in the Baidi City, and Li Huai felt guilty when he heard of it.

After all, my friend's friend is not my Li Huai's friend either. Since he's not in the nest, he's still arrogant. The floating on the water in Jiuzhenxian Pavilion is a lesson.

Li Huai didn't even know that at this moment, there were several saints in the Confucian Temple, and they talked about him, and started a small-scale discussion specifically for him.

A school secretary in the Confucian Temple first discussed with the sacrificial wine, and then tentatively said with Old Master Han: “Should we give Li Huai a sage title?”

This scholar of the palace, who was in peace with Na Jing earlier, asked for an academy archive, about the resume of Li Huai, a scholar of Shanya Academy, and the comments of the masters and masters of the mountain.

Even the rigorous Old Master Han, the vice-master of the Confucian Temple, hesitated a little. Obviously, he was inclined to give it. However, if he gave it, it seemed easy to disagree. For Li Huai's future studies and travels, he would definitely put more burdens.

It's really not that the Confucian Temple doesn't take the title of sage seriously and is willing to give it casually.

In fact, the award of the title of wise man in the college has always been selected by Yizhou College. The Confucian Temple almost never intervenes in the inspection and evaluation of sages.

The academy governs sages and the Confucian temple governs gentlemen. This is a rule set by the Li Sheng himself.

It is really too much credit for this kid. The stance of an old blind man in the fourteenth realm is reversed, which is equivalent to a pros and cons, helping Haoran to create two hundred thousand mountains in the world.

Looking at the posture, as long as his disciple is willing to speak, the seven or eight hundred golden puppets in the one hundred thousand mountains can be ordered to kill the wild?

In addition, according to the statement in the archives, although Li Huai "has not been able to grasp his scholarship", he is "diligence in scholarship, no slackness, gentle temperament, no arrogance".

And when you look at the handwriting, you know that it is the autograph of Mao Xiaodong, the master of the Book of Rites.

As for the children of Confucianism, the attitude towards learning is actually very important.

As for the level of academic achievement, or the performance of the imperial examination system, it is indeed necessary to talk about whether the ancestor was appreciating food.

Master Han asked the leader of the Confucian Temple next to him, and Master Dong smiled: "The problem is not big, I think it is feasible."

Old Master Han asked Jing Sheng Xiping, who was sitting outside the door, and the latter replied: "On Yuanyangzhu's side, Li Huai has a clear mind. It's not easy."

That's it.

Li Huai is a solid scholar in the academy.

This kind of thing is not a problem for the three main saints, right? Besides, that old scholar was originally Li Huai's ancestor of cultural heritage, and Wen Sheng could be regarded as a well-deserved great monk of the fifteenth realm on the road of protecting the calf.

At this moment, Li Huai, who had just taken the ferry to Parrot Island, certainly didn't know that he was about to become a sage in the academy.

Things you can't even dream of.

Little Parrot Island is crowded and overcrowded. It’s because the old ancestor of the Baozhai here personally opened a Baozhai, which is of course unusual, so that even the daughter-in-law of the God of Wealth of Aiaizhou showed up together with all the distinguished friends and friends, and came to Parrot Island. If she is there, it is not to spend money, but to spread money.

The local ferry boat at the ferry port is very simple, because it only needs to go to and from the ferry port.

The great monk wants to visit his friends, either traveling in the wind or owning a ferry.

A group of people stood by the railing, overlooking the mountains and rivers at their feet. Only the Confucian Temple was covered by clouds.

Believe that no one ascends the realm, dare to use his palm to watch the mountains and rivers, and spy on the landscape there.

Li Baoping asked softly: "Little Master Uncle is thinking about something?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Little Shishu is on the Aotou Mountain side and has already succeeded. At the moment, he is standing on the street, ready to scold someone."

In the hometown and small town, as long as a child with a little wisdom roots, he is not low in this matter, because in the streets and alleys, in the crowing of the **** and the barking of the dogs, there are experts every day to help "feed the strokes", and learn to "learn." There are too many opportunities for boxing.

It’s a pity that on Jiang Longxiang’s side, this old scholar of the Shao Yuan dynasty was known as the “sovereign of the literary world, the **** of seclusion”. After being thrown on the ground by that man, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was messy, and he sat on the ground, just enduring pain. , Gritted his teeth, bitterly in his heart, but said nothing.

Even if the person asked him to scold him again, Jiang Longxiang just silently waited for the rescuers from Aotou Mountain to arrive, leaving the green hills, not afraid that there was no firewood. Scholars don't have to fight with reckless men. The fist fights that are not on the table will only sweep the floor in a gentle way. It is by no means a scholar.

Besides, not far away is the Confucian Temple, the Xiping Stone Scripture, and the Lin of Merit.

Jiang Longxiang is really not afraid of a monk on the mountain seeking revenge without any reason.

Just sit on the ground for a while.

Jiang Longxiang had some speculations in his heart. Looking at his posture, the old talent whose idol was smashed back then is now turning around. Maybe he will return to the Confucian Temple to accompany him.

It doesn't matter, the old scholar has become a sage again, and he has no face to break with him. Really have the face to act like this, Jiang Longxiang is even more not afraid, can't ask for it.

The young man in front of him in the blue shirt is unjust and unencumbered. The other party is definitely not arrogant. Maybe he guessed that the old talent is imminent and wants to earn some reputation without spending money? Good to hug the thigh with that Wensheng?

The person Jiang Longxiang was really afraid of was of course not Wen Sheng, but the one who had gone to sea to visit the immortal for a hundred years, and then went to the Jianqi Great Wall for a while, worried that this sword immortal would not speak the truth of the scholar.

Left and right can only practice swords, can only attack people with swords, and don't understand the principles of sages.

Chen Ping'an waited patiently for a while, and saw that Jiang Longxiang didn't open his mouth, so he stepped forward and kicked the guy's door.

Jiang Longxiang slid out and hit the wall. He felt pain for a while. He only felt that his bones were falling apart. He covered his mouth and looked down. He was covered with blood and lost two teeth. The old scholar's eyes were dull, painful and scared. Suddenly wailed: "Someone has committed a murder and is about to kill!"

Chen Ping'an raised his eyes slightly, and there was someone from Aotou Mountain.

Most of them are mountain gods who have a good relationship with the Shaoyuan Dynasty and have some personal friendship with Jiang Longxiang. They want to come here to say a few words of justice.

It is said that at the border of Aquarius Island, there was a saying among the iron cavalry at the border gate. If a scholar has a strong character, you can know it with a knife.

Three Qi practitioners floated to the ground together, and one of the old monks was about to speak.

Just listen to the sword fairy in Qingshan who had a big fight in Yuanyangzhu. He was so arrogant that he turned a blind eye to the three of them. He just smiled with Jiang Longxiang and said, "Don’t yell, many people look at this side, it’s easy to walk. Following in the footsteps of Green Bamboo, a trip to the Confucian Temple, hard rushing, in the end did not earn any incense on the mountain, but got a resounding nickname, there is Li Shui Piao in front, and Jiang Menshen in the back, otherwise you think my kick is not light. The weight is just right, so you just kick off two of your front teeth?"

Among the three, one frowned and said, "This sword fairy, if there is a grudge on the mountain, right and wrong, in this Confucian Temple, just say it clearly, can you not be so aggressive? A sword fairy on the mountain, bullying a fifth stage What's the matter with the trainer?"

Another pure martial artist from the far-flung realm landed directly and stood between Qingshan Jianxian and Jiang Longxiang.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Shao Yuan Dynasty, Grand Master Tongjing?"

The peak of far travel.

Beiju Luzhou Qionglinzong, middle-earth Shaoyuan Dynasty, Aiaizhou Liu family.

Chen Ping’an was very interested in the summer palace. Among them, he was interested in how Liu made money and how he was able to make money. An upside-down mountain ape house, without blinking his eyelids, gave Jian Qi. Great Wall. For the other two, there is no good impression. For Jiang Longxiang, Chen Ping'an actually knew a lot of things, and he was really familiar with it. Some came from Lin Junbi’s small talk, and some came from the trivial and humble Shanshui Dibao. Among them is this Jiang Longxiang's acquaintance, Tongjing.

The man named Tongjing smiled and said, "Why, the sword fairy has heard my name, then you ask the sword a game, or I ask the punch?"

Nobody can die here anyway.

With a few punches and a few swords, he rescued Jiang Longxiang, the literary leader. This deal is definitely not a loss.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You just ask the punch, I'm afraid you can't ask the answer."

Tongjing was full of punches, his momentum rose, and he opened his fist frame. It was really unambiguous. Is it true that this Qingshan sword fairy should first ask if the sword is successful? Besides, when Aotou Mountain was watching the excitement before, this Qingshan sword immortal seems to have a complicated practice and is also proficient in boxing?

As a result, Tongjing handed out a punch, and it was indeed close to him, and then stopped his body shape and did not pass the second punch.

The two sides were close at hand, in the blue shirt with both hands and sleeves, standing in place with a smile, Tongjing maintained a posture, his fists were at least a foot away from each other.

Tongjing did not move like a mountain, his expression was calm, but his arm was broken.

Very domineering boxing gun, generally sheltered by gods.

Sure enough, a mountain top? !

Farting is definitely not limited to the top of the mountain. When you return to Aotou Mountain, you must talk to your friends. This senior must be a boundless martial artist.

Chen Pingan smiled and reminded: "The questioning is over, holding the fist to return the gift."

Tongjing felt that this senior was really considerate, and it was indeed feasible.

It is that the predecessors did not gather the sound into a line, and there are some shortcomings.

Putting away the full punch of the pinnacle of martial arts in his life, his arm was soft, but just caught by the other hand, Tongjing clenched his fists with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Acceptance, skills are not as good as others, and the juniors don't say a word. Up!"

The sword immortal smiled and turned his head lightly, indicating that the pure martial artist could move.

Tongjing strode away.

Chen Ping’an turned his head and looked at the three Qi practitioners, “Tongjing has already explained the truth, what do you say? Anyway, today’s truth lies in the fist in the sword, the magic in the talisman in the magical power, the patron, the sect, the ancestor, I'll follow you, speak reason, give to Jiang Longxiang, ask for reason, give to Tongjing

, And there are a few others, you can pick whatever you like. "

The three angrily laughed, but they could only train the Qishi dumbly for a while, and finally heard the sword fairy in Qingshan smile: "I am not an unreasonable person."

The three of them came this time just to protect Jiang Longxiang, to ensure that his life is safe, and to eat as little as possible.

It is definitely not possible to fight, the other party can fight the fairy Yunya to make you come and go.

And the Ascension Realm who claimed to be the Taoist Nen, beat Nan Guangzhao into a laughing stock. At first glance, this is the mountain friend of the sword fairy in Qingshan, maybe he is the elder of the teacher.

One of the old monks suddenly pinched a golden light coming from Aotou Mountain with his two fingers, a secret letter that was personally transmitted by his ancestor.

The old monk's face was pale, and he bowed his head and clasped his fists in the blue shirt: "How offended, let's leave immediately!"

The other two were a little headless, but the old cultivator stretched out his hand, clenched the other with one hand, with great strength, and said in their hearts: "Listen to me, get out of here!"

The Patriarch's secret letter is actually just two sentences.

Zheng Juzhong went out to meet this person, and the two sides traveled together to visit Tianjin.

If you want to find death, it's up to you, remember not to get involved in the sect.

Chen Ping'an did not stop the Yufeng of the three from leaving. He came and went in a hurry.

Jiang Longxiang was stunned and looked dull, leaning against the wall.

Chen Ping An squatted down and raised his sleeves. There were a handful of stones picked up from the road in his hand, one by one, gently tossing at the scholar.

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Discussions inside the Confucian Temple, drinking outside the gate, without delaying each other.

Lu Zhi said: "Next time there will be such a discussion, don't pull me down."

Even in the face of Jing Shengxi, Lu Zhi still speaks directly.

Aliang said: "It's not like the Great Wall of Sword Qi, where people have different hearts. The more cumbersome and cumbersome a closed-door meeting seems to be, the more beneficial it is. Because when the door is finally opened and everyone leaves, there will be fewer forks under our feet."

Jing Shengxi smiled knowingly.

Aliang said with a hippie smile: "Brother Xiping, do I speak like a sage?"

Xiping said: "Without this last sentence, it's a bit like. With this sentence, you will break your work."

Al Liang ignored the latter sentence automatically, shook the flask lightly, and said, "Lu Zhi, you will be very welcome here in the future."

Lu Zhi said, "Because I play a sword, but my brain?"

A Liang smiled and said, "How is it possible."

Lu Zhi stretched his legs and drank his head up.

A Liang also tried to stretch his legs, but found that he stepped one step less than Sister Lu, so he immediately retracted his legs and sat cross-legged.

Sit is not short, and stretch out the legs to realize that the legs are too short. Hurt feelings.

Lu Zhi has always been heroic in drinking, and soon he finished a jug of wine and put the jug aside. Of course, he put the jug aside away from Alliang. He asked him to return the empty jug. God knows this guy will do it. whats the matter.

Lu Zhi asked casually: "A Liang, why don't you become a scholar honestly? It's not difficult to be a college leader after all."

A Liang shook his head and said: "Even if you can be regarded as good, it is not good. A hundred Mao Xiaodong is not as good as A Liang in swordsmanship, and ten A Liang is not as good as Mao Xiaodong in teaching things."

When you are a serious scholar, don’t want to be pure for the rest of your life. In the academy, whether it is the chief of the academy, the master of the school, or the gentleman and sage who has no official body but only titles, he will be like he has never walked out in a lifetime. In that saint’s mansion, scholarship will only be high or low, and there will be no great prospects. The man who seems to be furious and not happy, happy or not, will probably be disappointed for a lifetime.

A Liang didn't want to be just one of the Confucian scholars among the descendants of the Four Great Sage Mansion. He had a prominent identity and average knowledge, and was of little use to this world.

But if you are a bohemian, wandering swordsman, the man with hanging statues and idols in the Confucian Temple can't teach him every day, can you teach him to practice swords? embarrassing.

At most, he can only put on the air of the old man. Advise him to follow the rules and etiquette as much as possible every time he shoots the sword, not to hurt the innocent, let alone hurt the world and the people's hearts because of your sword... , No more.

After all, even Chen Qing didn't talk about him a lot about practicing swords, so no one in the world would have the right to point fingers at his sword.

There are so many wine and beauties in the world, all waiting for A Liang to drink and meet. How can we keep the two parties waiting?

A Liang looked serious, and turned his head and said, "Lu Zhi, let's return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi together. Please relax and don't sacrifice that flying sword easily."

Previously, there was room for talking left and right, and he didn't directly promise Lu Zhi to ask Jiantuo Yueshan together. In fact, there was a good reason.

This is a secret matter in the Great Wall of Jianqi, and even the Summer Palace did not record it, because it involved Lu Zhi's second natal flying sword.

Only among the sword immortals on the top of the city who participated in the discussion can they be qualified to know this.

There is a handful of sword repairs in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the swords go slant.

The reason why Lu Zhi hasn't made it to the Ascendant Realm for a long time is because she is indeed not very young. There is also the most fundamental reason. Lu Zhi has spent too much energy, time and money on the second flying sword.

The flying sword is named "Beidou".

It is not only the "Beidou" in the poems of immortals, the "Beidou is scattered with cold light, sweeping away the eight wastes with one sword", and it is also the Beidou that "the South Dou is born, the Beidou is dead".

But this flying sword has never appeared on the battlefield.

A Liang knew that even the old sword fairy, such a nosy person, used to call Lu Zhi to the top of the city to ask her if her mind was flooded, in order to refine such a broken sword and delay her own breakthrough. Is it cost-effective to rise to the top? If you have a big ass, just use your **** to think about things?

Because at that time, Aliang was squatting on the side to watch the excitement and the scenery. The last words of the eldest Sword Immortal learned the most from him.

As a result, Lu Zhi said that the number of monsters to be killed, the size of the battle exploits, the boss Sword Immortal just took care of her, only how to practice the sword, she couldn't control her.

There is no such thing as the best of both worlds.

Just like the left and right, if you want higher swordsmanship and reach the highest point of kendo, you can only delay the breakthrough.

In order to pursue the ultimate lethality of this natal flying sword, Lu Zhi could only make a choice.

Lu Zhi stretched out his hand, asked for another pot of wine with A Liang, took a sip, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and whispered, "If that battle is fought a hundred years later, it will be fine."

A Liang smiled and shook his head, and jokingly said, "I am Chen Ping'an instead. Where would I be willing to give Sister Lu to Qi Tingji and Longxiang Jianzong? If you don't want to give up, you will be asked to worship."

Lu Zhi said, "So you can't be a hermit."

A Liang nodded and said, "I admit it."

Lu Zhi asked, "Xiping, Yuanyang Zhu is scattered over there?"

Jing Shengxi nodded and said, "Chen Pingan plans to go to Parrot Island with friends to visit Baozhai."

As for the other Chen Pingan, he has already gone to Panshui County to find Zheng Juzhong. The two sides have traveled around and asked about Jindu, so he doesn't need to say anything. Everyone will hear about it soon.

Lu Zhi smiled and said, "Returning to the old profession, I'm doing my best."

Under the eyelids of all the sword repairs of the city head and the great demon of Throne of the Wild World, there was once a foreigner who was not a hidden official at the time, running around, pouting his buttocks and clearing the battlefield, making both the enemy and us amazed.

Later, the young sword repairman who had become a hidden official, covered the face of a woman, dressed in red and green, with a graceful figure, left the city and rushed to the battlefield, picking up military exploits everywhere, pretending to be more than a woman, and seemingly dangerous, There will be a squeaky scream, it's not an angry shout, hide the magic, twist the waist, spread the flowers, the robes are floating, beautiful like flowers...

Therefore, he did not reveal his identity from beginning to end. In the end, Lu Zhi, who was very blunt, broke the secret. After that, when Lu Zhi wanted to buy wine, he could only ask a friend to help, because the liquor store got the second shopkeeper’s will. , Lu Dajianxian bought wine, the price had to double. Lu Zhi is always hard to care about with the tough guys and children in the wine shop. Besides, to make Chen Ping’an faceless to walk out of the summer palace, in fact, it’s nothing to spend a few more immortal money, but Lu Zhi usually doesn’t have a lot of money in his pocket, so he can use it to fill that fateful flying sword "Beidou" Bottomless pit.

A Liang also knew that the reason why Lu Zhi refined the flying sword "Beidou" at all costs was to rush to the city to engrave it.

As if she had already made up her mind, she would leave after finishing the engraving.

As far as Lu Zhi is concerned, a fairyland sword repairer with that flying sword, Sword Slash, the Ascended Realm Great Demon, especially the Throne Great Demon in her mind, is better than the "normal" Ascended Realm sword without that flying sword. Repair, grasp greater.

Haoran's gas trainers would certainly not understand Lu Zhi's paranoia.

Do not state? To die for a name?

Aliang understands.

Lu Zhi hoped that on the head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there was a woman sword repairer who engraved here. She didn't want the people who engraved them to be men.

How could such Lu Zhi not look good?

She is pretty.

The eldest Sword Immortal originally instructed Lu Zhi to go to Nan Po Suo Zhou in the Summer Palace. Naturally, he hoped that Lu Zhi's kendo swordsmanship, realm, and flying sword would be able to make further progress.

Otherwise, even if Lu Zhi had better luck and a natal flying sword collapsed, and never died on the battlefield, Lu Zhi would also fall, which meant she would fall from an immortal to Yupu.

After entering the five realms, sword repair has been difficult to break through, and it is even more difficult to ascend to the sky after falling. Just like Aliang, with Liu Cha, who was fishing in the Kungfu Forest, actually

For this life to return to the fourteen realms, they have no hope, not because of a fall, but when the manpower is exhausted, it is impossible for all the good things and beautiful things in the world to fall on one or two people.

The eldest sword fairy must hope that there is not only a sword repair Lu Zhi who survived the battlefield in the world, but in the future there will be a female sword fairy who can break the wrist with certain fourteen realms with two complete flying swords.

A Liang asked with a smile: "As soon as the boss Sword Fairy leaves, no one can actually control you. Why did you change your temper?"

Lu Zhi said: "It's nothing, I just feel that I can live without death. It seems that there is still a lot to do."

For example, Wucai World also has that ascending realm.

Another example is that she has never accepted a disciple.

It is also possible that there are too many people who will never return to the Great Wall of Jianqi, and Lu Zhi is worried that Haoran will not remember any of them. There is a sword in the world without her, or there is a dragon elephant sword sect,

A Liang nodded and said, "That's good."

Lu Zhi turned his head, looked at him seriously, and said, "It's just a bit ugly."

Aliang stroked his hair, "What about now?"

Drizzle riding a donkey, wearing a hat, slung a bamboo knife, whistling, and walking across the rivers and lakes.

Aliang has always felt that there is nothing up and down the mountain, and the world is full of rivers and lakes.

The yellow braised mutton in Beilong, the hairy belly in Yuzhou hot pot, and the braised carp under the Xiaodongtian Waterfall in the Yellow River are all excellent dishes with wine.

Aliang turned his head and smiled with Xiping: "Can we learn from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and discuss matters to matters, and let people come out and change their minds."

Jing Shengxi nodded, and discussed with the three leaders of the Confucian Temple, and soon two groups of people walked out of the gate one after another.

Walk out with Qi Tingji left and right.

Lin Junbi, Xiaotianshi Zhao Yaoguang, and Fan Qingrun, the little **** of wealth of Xuanyu Fan.

The first two groups to leave the Confucian Temple were Jian Xiu and the young man.

After that, some people stepped over the threshold one after another, sitting on the steps, in twos and threes, high and low.

At the Confucian Temple, you can also drink, but you can drink outside and have a broad view. It really feels different.

Xiping got up and returned to stand at the door. Some people who had just raised their butts and planned to go out knew that the quota was limited and quietly put down their butts.

Fan Qingrun sat on the steps, twisted his wrists, and created a folding fan with beautiful ladies painted on the surface of the fan with bright eyes, painting in the colorful building, playing the piano under the woods, or reading books with incense.

In the Confucian Temple, how dare you be so.

Fan Qingrun whispered: "Jun Bi, I'm really curious about Xiao Yan, can you say a few words?"

Zhao Yaoguang nodded and said, "Add me."

Lin Junbi thought for a while and gave a concise answer, "Take office as a hidden official."

Fan Qingrun closed the fan and patted his forehead.

After joking, Lin Junbi took out two pots of Mumb Lake wine that had been kept for many years and handed them to Fan Qingrun and Zhao Yaoguang, and said, "Try it."

Zhao Yaoguang took a sip, "It's not good."

Fan Qingrun took a few more sips and nodded and said, "It's not that good."

Lin Junbi said, "Xiao Xing has a high prestige in the Great Wall of Jianqi. She has been a hermit for thousands of years. In fact, her actions are not like a hermit, but more like a criminal officer in charge of killing."

Lin Junbi began to drink, poured the wine into the bowl, and gently shook the bowl, as if seeing the lingering sword spirit of the Great Wall in the slightly splashing wine.

Lin Junbi never denies that he does not want to go to the battlefield of the Great Wall of Sword Qi again because he is afraid of death, but he will miss that place very much in his life, because there was a place that made him willing to give up his life and forget his death. Yes, there have been so many years of practice without fear of death.

Lin Junbi bought a pot of wine with money. Drinking is not on credit. There is no exception at the wine shop. He brought the wine bowl from the wine shop.

Lin Junbi intends to visit Feishengcheng in the colorful world next time, revisit the summer palace in the old place, and return it to the wine shop by the way.

After drinking a sip of the dumb lake drink, Lin Junbi continued: "The summer palace and the sheltering palace dedicated to the hidden official sword repair, and the treasury archives, piled up year after year. After I served as the hidden official sword repairer, During those years in the Summer Palace, I have read many secret records, most of which can be read, and found that many of them are confused, because Xiao Xing is too careless, and there are many comments on the files, which are more like her play. The two sword immortals who defected together, Luoshan and Zhu'an, are really in charge, but they also

It can only be regarded as abide by one's duties and not badly done, but it can't be said how well the two sword immortals did. "

Lin Junbi laughed at himself: "I am just like you. At first, I thought that any gentleman from Confucianism could do a better job than Xiao Yan. For example, the gentleman Wangzai who served as the superintendent at the time, and of course I was Lin Junbi. "

Fan Qingrun was puzzled: "Then let her be a hidden official for so many years? No one has any opinions? Is it because Jianxiu who has ideas can't beat Xiao Yan? So just shut up?"

Fan Qingrun was not stupid enough to think that the sword repairmen of the Great Wall of Sword Qi were all fools.

Besides, not far apart, there are A Liang and left and right, Qi Tingji and Lu Zhi. Be cautious when speaking, especially for Mr. Zuo, who was born in the line of a sage, Zuo Dajianxian, what his temper is known in the world.

Lin Junbi shook his head: "From the old sword immortal, to the old sword immortals like Dong Sangeng and Chen Xi, to all the sword repairers, almost everyone in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and even from the hidden officials in the line of the new hidden officials, the sorrowful seedlings, and Later on, I felt that leaving aside the rebellion, Xiao Yan was the most suitable candidate for the Great Wall of Jianqi when he was a hermit.

Lin Junbi raised the wine bowl, "Test you, what is the foundation for the Great Wall of Sword Qi to stand for thousands of years?"

Zhao Yaoguang smiled and said, "What else can it be besides Jian Xiu Ruyun?"

Fan Qingrun said: "Don't be greedy for money or afraid of death?"

Lin Junbi smiled and said: "This question was asked by the Hidden Officer, I just copied it and asked you. If you are a sword repairer in the line of Hidden Officials, hehe, wait, the Hidden Officer will have one I picked a flying sword in the big basket."

There was a saying in the Great Wall of Jianqi that the yin and yang of the young hidden officials had to have a few big baskets, and the curse would not be too heavy.

Lin Junbi's answer back then did not satisfy the young hidden official, so Lin Junbi directly gave Chen Ping'an's answer right now.

"Not Haoran."

Because a Great Wall of Sword Qi will never become a vast world.

This is Chen Pingan's answer.

Fan Qingrun slapped her knee fiercely with the folding fans together, "convinced."

Zhao Yaoguang lifted the jug, "has a big sip."

Lin Junbi continued to give an inside story that outsiders would never know, "In fact, if Chen Ping'an hadn't appeared, there would still be troubles to stand up, and this young sword fairy would serve as the last hermit."

And the two friends around him are destined to be the first to hear of the name Chou Miao.

But if Chou Miao is in the Haoran World, he will be the Fengxue Temple of Aquarius Island in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the "Sword Fairy Xu Jun" of Jin Jiazhou, and Chou Miao will be famous in the world.

Lin Junbi said to himself: "Sorrow Miao is in my heart, second only to the Hidden Officer. He is a very powerful swordsman, not swordsmanship, but Shou Miao's tactics to control the overall situation."

The former summer palace was a particularly reassuring place. There would be quarrels, slamming chairs and lifting tables at each other, but in the end, friends became better friends. Those who weren't friends before became friends.

Lin Junbi folded his sleeves with both hands, slightly bent over, squinted and looked into the distance, "In those years, in the summer palace, occasionally I have free time, the Hidden Officer will come back with us."

"such as?"

"For example, the Great Wall of Sword Qi slightly, put in more three religions, philosophers and hundred monks, the Great Wall of Sword Qi within a hundred years, within five hundred years, within a thousand years, respectively, what will happen. Guess this recovery What is the opening remark of the disc?"

Lin Junbi asked and answered himself, anyway, the two friends around him would not be able to guess, "It's a little girl, and said a very rude thing. She said that even if they can come in, they can't stay. They will be cut half to death by us. , Have a face, have no ability to stay, laugh haha, miserable."

Lin Junbi pulled out his sleeve with one hand, pointed at himself, smiled brightly and said: "When I first arrived at the Great Wall of Jianqi, according to local customs, I passed the three passes, and I almost got out. I'll tell you not to be afraid of ugliness. Things are all right. Back then, Jianxian Kuxia was stunned by us. Sun Juyuan, the sword fairy, have heard of it. At the beginning, he had a smiling face to us. Later, when he saw us, he followed. A two-footed dung bucket that can only walk, it sprays dung when it opens, don't blame others for their noses, you have to blame the feces and urine are not fragrant... You are not wrong, it is a metaphor picked up by the hermit from the basket. "

You have never been to the Great Wall of Jianqi, so you will never know what it's like to look at from all directions without being seen.

Just this sentence, Lin Junbi held back and did not say it.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi is still there, but sword repairs are no longer there, either died in battle, or migrated, so the world's qi practitioners actually have no chance to travel the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Lin Junbi smiled and asked, "Do you understand what I said?"

Fan Qingrun and Zhao Yaoguang looked at each other, feeling insulted by Lin Junbi as a bastard.

Younger, high in chess, quick to break through, bright in mind, handsome in appearance, famous young, flawless... can you bully people like this?

Lin Junbi keeps drinking, the bowl is small, but the bowl is fast. It's already the second pot of wine.

"In the next battle, if we want to win, there is actually one thing that is very important. Just two words,'accidents'. We need to give enough accidents to the wild world. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome. Let us not think of the wild world. If you lose, your vitality will be severely damaged. Even the great demon of the throne will lose more than half of it. If you retreat and retreat, you will only be left with a bunch of chickens and dogs. We must firmly believe in one thing. Under the impact, stand up and turn the tide."

Anyway, after drinking, he was outside the gate of the Confucian Temple, and surrounded by like-minded friends, Lin Junbi was willing to say a few words that were unfamiliar.

He was still young. He was drinking a pot of Dumb Lake. In addition to Jian Xiu, he was also a scholar. Behind him was a Confucian Temple.

Therefore, he has to take advantage of a little alcohol, while he is not in a high position, without so many rules and weighing the pros and cons, and to say something that he may not want to say more in the future.

"Why are the three continents of Shenzhou, Aiaizhou, and Liuxiazhou in the latter part of the previous war able to quickly transform the foundations of various countries and mountains into combat power? For the first time, in the true sense, they can fully display the aura The rich geographical advantage of the world’s materials? Because of the lessons learned from Tongye, Fuyao, and Jinjia, we were scared. Even if it hurts to look at it from a distance, no one dares to say that we can stay out of the matter, but the hearts of the people are united. Woke up."

"We can, as can the barren world. The fierceness of the big demon over there is really so fierce. In fact, Haoran's gas trainers have not learned much. There are still too few battles in stalemate and confrontation. Apart from Aquarius, we It seems that only the battle in the middle of Jinjiazhou can be used for reference. How can this be done? So when I enter the Confucian Temple, I have to directly ask the Song Changjing whether the Song family has secretly collected a picture of the long river of time, if not I wish to give it away in vain, and I will advise the three leaders of the Confucian Temple that the Confucian Temple must be bought with money. If the Song Clan of Dali refuses to sell, he feels that the price is low, he must open his mouth and dare to sit down and raise the price. Let Song Changjing leave the Confucian Temple..."

Jing Shengxiping glanced at Lin Junbi's back and nodded gently. He was indeed a young man who had been in the summer residence for several years.

The young man is drinking too much.

Lin Junbi, a young sword repairman who is no longer a teenager but still young, drank a bowl of wine, his face was reddish, and his eyes gleaming, and said: "I don't admire Alian, I don't admire him, but I admire Chen Ping An, Admire the sadness."

I said this just because Aliang and Zuo Zuo were by his side.

Their swordsmanship can reach the sky, and their military exploits are shining, and they can overcome the sky, but they may not be able, or they may not be willing to fill the sky little by little.

Left and right are too withdrawn.

Aliang is too cool.

Aliang smiled.

The left and right faces were expressionless.

Aliang suddenly became interested in drinking.

On the street of the Great Wall of Jianqi, there was Jian Xiu who saw Dong Sangeng on the road, and he could just call his name, but he was slapped flying.

In the world of Haoran, I saw Fulu Yuxuan, the great celestial master Zhao Tianlai, these old gods, I don’t know how many young people, juniors, even old people, and mountain monks, they would be anxious, talk and tremble, admire, awe, and understand. Being flattering makes you jealous.

A Liang suddenly remembered that Lin Junbi was a Confucian scholar, to be precise, right?

Lin Junbi hiccuped his wine, blushing, and began to knot his tongue, "I'm probably unhelpful. I have to lie down and sleep for a while. You go back to the discussion and leave me alone. Let me squint for a while, half an hour later, If you haven't woken up yet, whoever of you will wake me up again."

He started to raise the wine bowl again, anyway, if he decided not to go, he could drink more bowls.

The sky and the earth are big, and the discussions inside the gate are not bad for him as a small army fighter.

Drunk and fell asleep on the steps of the Confucian Temple, snoring like thunder. Such an opportunity, it is estimated that this time in this life, we should cherish it.

Zhao Yaoguang smiled with Fan Qingrun with his heartfelt voice: "Brother Huanong, you go back inside first. I'll stay with Junbi here. There is nothing to sleep when I fall on the ground. Don't go crazy with alcohol. This kid has too many words in his stomach. , But he can’t let him finish it all at once. Otherwise, the three of us will get together to drink, but we won’t see such a funny scene."

Fan Qingrun smiled and got up and left.

Lin Junbi kept hiccups while looking down at the wine bowl in his hand. No wonder the wine shop sells well, so small and full of drinks, so arrogant, "I did it, you are free." In fact, a bowl of drinks is dry, not much. Drinking is not a huge amount of sword repair. Drinking the bowl of the moment, everyone can be heroic, naturally the more you drink, the more heroic you are.

According to the rules of that wine shop, Wenjian can lose, and Wenjiu can't counsel.

Asking the sword to lose is that our current swordsmanship is not high, but if you ask someone to pay for the wine at the wine table, there is a problem with your character, and there is no other excuse. That is to be a bachelor for a lifetime, drink alcohol and borrow money from others. Life.

I heard that in the end, there was an old sword repairman who brought together the heads of hundreds of families and successfully compiled a booklet on 36 tips on how to persuade me to keep drinking. Every time I go to a wine shop to drink, everyone With confidence and confidence in the winning ticket, the result was that all the time and time under the table were called brothers and sisters. After all, the gamblers and drunken bachelors who went to drink there, but a few thin books of snowflakes, who have not read or turned it over?

When the wine table is seated, I am invincible.

When you wake up, you can sway your friends on the way home, or lie under the table together, or lie in the corner of the roadside, and feel that you don’t want to drink anymore in this life. It’s really nothing to spend money to hurt yourself and lose face. meaning.

As a result, when the wine is over, all you need to do is make a look with your friend.

"go?"

"it is good!"

It is like the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the wine bureau is like this, the battlefield is like this, life is like this.

Lin Junbi took another sip of wine severely, and then endured forbearance, still squirting out, but he fell back and fell asleep.

After drinking the wine, Lu Zhi put the flask in his sleeve, and went back to the Confucian Temple to discuss matters, just listen.

Qi Tingji returned to his seat with Lu Zhi.

A Liang shifted his position, went to Lin Junbi and Zhao Yaoguang to sit for a while, and had a good discussion with the Little Heavenly Master Longhushan.

Before returning to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, A Liang must have taken a trip to the Heavenly Master's Mansion, as if he had never been to Longhu Mountain. Been there? no. I haven't seen the Lianzhen girl before, so how can Longhushan ever be there? Even if you go, you have never been.

Left and right were still sitting on the spot, alone, going out to drink, group after group of people, and no one took the initiative to come forward, even casually accosted, and said hello.

Around this.

Swordsmanship is too high and temper is too bad.

Jing Shengxiping, who was standing at the door, suddenly smiled and said, "Left and right, your little brother is beating Jiang Longxiang."

Left and right just asked: "Is there an Ascendant Realm over there? I want to reason with my junior brother? Even if you are not close, you can hide in the distance and watch the Ascended Realm with your palm."

Jing Shengxi nodded flatly and said, "There are two Ascension Realms, and they are a bit disapproving of your little Junior Brother's shots."

After spending a long time with old scholars in Daodelin, it is inevitable to get some stinky problems.

Anyway, it was similar to Nanguangguang, and was not qualified to participate in the ascension realm of the Confucian Temple discussion.

A mellow Confucian who had laughed at Nan Po Suo Zhou privately said that Chen Chunan died at an untimely time and was not smart enough. One had been chopped down by Zhou Shenzhi, so he quietly walked through the Shanshui Grotto, but said nothing, but at the battlefield site, the old monk smiled very secretly.

In fact, Confucian Temple does not know many things. Instead, they gave the monks on the mountain, too much freedom, and the Confucian Temple was too particular about one question.

Therefore, in the previous discussion at the top of Mount Sui, there were only a handful of people who participated in the discussion, including the most sage master, ritual sage, sub-sage, and old scholar, plus the sutras from the book in the hands of the most sacred master. Xiping.

Regarding this matter, Li Sheng personally admitted one thing with the Most Holy Master at the time: I was too rigid in the past, and I only looked at the people on the mountain from the perspective of the mountain. I was wrong.

Looking at the scholar who confessed his mistake.

Jing Sheng Xiping was on the top of Suishan Mountain at the time, but he was actually very sad.

Then Yasheng admitted his mistakes in other matters, and the old scholar also admitted his mistakes, as if everyone was wrong.

So at this moment, Jing Shengxi said to the left and right sides: "Just shoot, I will clean up the mess."

Left and right said: "Give an exact location, the Confucian Temple has too many restrictions, I'm too lazy to find it."

Jing Shengxi waved his sleeves, and the two rays of light flashed away, helping to lead the way.

Two old monks in the ascension realm, one was in Panshui County, surrounded by stars, chatting and laughing. One is in Parrot Island, is closing the door, discussing with his friends on the mountain, how to make money in Tongye Island, establish the next clan, each take what he needs, and help each other.

If they participated in the discussion of the Confucian Temple today, and knew how the five academy heads left the gate of the Confucian Temple, they would be more cautious in speaking and doing things, and they would speak carefully.

Standing up left and right, took off the saber, and suddenly pulled it apart. The scabbard and the long sword were divided into two, one on the left and one on the right. They went to Panshui County and Parrot Island respectively.

Dilemma, which one to cut first.