Chapter 853： The answer to the wrong guess

As soon as the old master left, Cui Dongshan immediately picked up a white jade axis on the table, sighed, and wiped it carefully with the white sleeves. One of the joys of life is not to say a false alarm, but also unexpected joy.

Don’t feel obsessive and kind. Just staying at the gate of the mountain, sitting there drinking tea and sipping melon seeds, is a good talking master.

There are a few great monks in the world and fourteenth realms that no one wants to provoke. It’s just that Bai is also a scholar. The old blind man has always been too lazy to pay attention to foreign affairs in the mountain. You can scold as you scold. Don’t be heard by the old blind man in person. Up.

And the monk who is nicknamed Chicken Soup Monk is so clear that he is a Buddhist dragon elephant with "compassion is the heart of the Buddha". Only this stinky nose of the Taoist Temple in the East China Sea is the most unrecognizable.

Old Guanzhu never said a word to Sui's right from beginning to end.

Sui's right originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask more about his husband, but it was difficult to speak when things came to the fore.

In fact, Jiang Shangzhen told her some inside stories about the blessed land of the cloud caves, about the wormwood supporter Ni Yuanpin, what Jianghuai cut mosquitoes, why he disappeared back then, why he was thrown out of the blessed lotus root blessed land by the old master, and spent a long time in a foreign land. There was a three-legged golden toad on his shoulder. What did Ni Yuanpin seek, the relationship with Jinding Temple, etc., Jiang Shangzhen had no place to hide. The reason why Jiang Shangzhen is so easy to talk about on the right side of Sui is simple. Both parties eat at the poor mountain. The family does not talk about two things, but it is purely the real world genealogy Jianxiu, and the elder Yugui. The relationship with the suzerain, Jiang Shangzhen's reputation has always been stable.

Zhu Lian did not sprinkle salt on her wounds, saying that the painstaking effort is worthy of life, and the poor foolish person is always ruthlessly annoyed.

Some long-awaited reunion, the more unharmed, the more anxious things are.

Sui's expression on the right side was sad, and he did not leave the Luopo Mountain without Yujian and returned to the place where the cultivating path was formed. Instead, he climbed up the steps, seemingly going to the top of the mountain to enjoy the scenery.

Zhu Lian picked up the other shaft head, which looked like white jade material, crystal clear jade, but it was not. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be of horns.

The two shaft heads for hanging pictures on the mounting wall are learned. If they are high and low double shafts, they are collectively called the heaven and earth style. If it is a hand scroll spread out from side to side, it is the sun and moon style. Lao Guanzhu’s Taoist painting is quite special. It only talks about the shaft head. Of course, it belongs to the sun and the moon, because the shape of the Five Sacred Mountains is built with heaven and earth.

Therefore, there are pictures of the world, the sun and the moon are surging, and the stars are listed.

Cui Dongshan held one of the shaft heads and smiled: "Whether this thing is buried in the homestead or pasted on the door, it is used to settle the town house, or it is sealed by a talisman. Wearing the scroll on the body, a gas trainer travels through mountains and waters. , It’s almost like being both the Lord of the Five Mountains and the God of Blasphemy. It has both natural and supernatural powers, and possesses many incredible wonders. Compared with Wu Shuangjiang’s couplets that can’t be moved, the Taoist paintings of the old masters are more flexible. some."

Taoshu, scroll, the two combined into one, it becomes a fairy soldier.

Zhu Lian asked casually: "Once the refining is successful, the shaft of the Taoist book is closed, and the monks of the earth fairy can also swim long distances and climb into the water with this thing?"

The scroll material should be light and not damage the painting, so the scroll heads of the people’s homes are mostly wood. Scholars and wealthy families mostly use gold and jade. The fairy mansion on the mountain, the discerning eye, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and the porcelain scrolls of blue and white or fighting color, generally come It is said that the horn shaft is easy to be eaten by insects, and there is a lot of moisture when unrolled, but this pair of horn shaft heads is most likely the relic of a fellow monk in the ancient times. It is an extremely rare thing that can be encountered and cannot be found.

The key is the scroll in Zhu Lian's hand, which is inscribed with the two characters "Water Urn" in ink seal, "Prosecuting the Three Realms, sealing the mountains, examining the merits, and appreciating the sins and blessings". In addition, there are more than a hundred immortal names written in tiny lower letters. The branch in Cui Dongshan's hand is the two characters "Mountain Talisman" in the Danshu, and the clouds are transpiring, "Heaven and man give urns, there will never be floods, call gods and ghosts, and save lives." The image of the mountain **** Bai Yuzun is additionally painted, like a picture of the true worship of the gods.

Cui Dongshan shook his head: "That's not good, you must be a monk in the upper five realms, otherwise you may not be able to handle it, let alone take it for a long distance."

The control of an immortal soldier’s treasure has always been a difficult problem for all major sects.

Cui Dongshan grinned and said: "If it is the destiny of the old master, then we will really send it to Luoposhan."

Attacks are often just a fancy, more used to deter, in general, there is no use. But if it can transport the natural energy of a place of mountain, water and air, while continuously gathering the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, it is the numerology pattern of the heavier the earth and the better.

Cui Dongshan sighed, "It's a pity, it's a thing from the previous dynasty after all, and it has been passed down to this dynasty by luck. Once the emperor and the courtiers, it will be difficult to order the immortals."

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "It's just right to be full of eight."

The more Cui Dongshan looked at it, the more he felt there was a way out, and he exclaimed: "But if Mr. is willing to take this thing and take this thing to Jiudu Mountain, it is estimated that he can directly exchange it for a Taishang Dangdang. As long as Mr. is willing to make a price, Jiudu The mountain side will definitely sell iron, even if they owe a debt, they are willing to buy it."

Cui Dongshan said with emotion: "Our wealth is finally not thin."

This Taoist picture of the old Guanzhu who just succeeded, and the couplets that Wu Shuangjiang gave before.

The former can be placed in the Patriarch Hall of Jisefeng, and the latter can be hung at the entrance of the Patriarch Hall of the Lower Sect of Tongyezhou.

Owning these two treasures of the town, Luopo Mountain and the Future Xiazong, you truly have the immortality and confidence of the first-class sect.

In addition, there are two copybooks that the old scholar asked for from Su Zi and Liu Qi. The flowers are posted, and the drunk posts are all energetic and enlightenment.

There is both charcoal in the snow and icing on the cake.

In the future, as long as Luopo Mountain really opens its branches and leaves, it is estimated that a lot of reading seeds will emerge.

Cui Dongshan turned his head and shouted at the millet grain: "The right guard has made another great contribution after sailing overnight!"

At the beginning of the night ship, Chen Ping'an and his party were sent to the side by Wu Shuang to wait and see. The result was good, but the process was extremely dangerous. After that, if it weren't for the ingenuity of the millet grains, with Wu Shuangjiang's indifferent temperament, he would not be able to give out the treasure of Zhenshan with the rank of immortal soldier under the premise that he had already sent out a piece of "At the time.

This "Post at the time" is now hung in the first floor of the bamboo building where Chen Ping’an lived. The two seals printed on the copybook have lost all the rhyme of Taoism and replaced it with the repair of the outer Huatian Demon. For, each word has a realm. There is only one monogram left in the copybook, "Heart is like a green lotus in the world", still mysterious.

The millet grains were so confused that they couldn't even take a look at it. He scratched his head and asked: "What?! Why did you do something again?"

Cui Dongshan puts a pair of shaft heads in his sleeves, and is ready to start to refining and melting the two things and the Taoist book. It is a dual purpose. Don’t delay Cui Dongshan’s chat with the millet grains. Say it, you must take this credit."

Xiao Mi Li stood up, ran all the way to the table, and asked curiously: "Is the things the old master gave us always valuable?"

Zhu Lian smiled and nodded, "It's valuable. The two scroll heads are quite old, if it's just that picture,"

The millet grains were soaring, and he laughed and said: "The old man is an old leader, and the old things he gave are always valuable!"

The little girl in black did not patronize and was happy, she looked over the mountain road, scratched her face, and whispered, “I don’t know when I will be a guest again. The temper of the old master is very good.”

Rao is Cui Dongshan who has to be speechless. This old master of the East China Sea has a good temper, that is recognized by the mountain.

Millet grains retracted their gaze, lay on the table, and said with a smile: "Old chef, I have done a good job again. When the good people and mountain masters return home from the capital, you can help us make a good meal. It must be better than the best. It's more delicious, don't you know, can't it?

Xiao Mi Li didn’t even ask how much the credit was, as if her little head, melon seeds, could not think of these things at all.

Zhu Lian smiled and nodded, "No problem."

In fact, on the night ship, Wu Shuangjiang also gave an extra set of Zhou rice grains, a set of Wenfang Qing to supply Zhou rice grains, which are all things Wu Shuangjiang carried with him, and the vision of the Sui Chu Gong Palace Master was so high in the world. They are all famous, and you can imagine their appearance. The three magic weapons are invaluable and each has a magical effect.

Back to Luopo Mountain, the millet grains were immediately sent out, and the Qibao mud, which was known as "one or two colored mud and one catty of rain money", was given to sister Nuanshu.

Then gave the ancient inkstone with the inscription "Shenxian Cave" and a pair of pocket dragons to Jingqing. As for the green bamboo brush, there is a line of small seals, and the chest is full of bamboo.

was given by millet grains to Wei Shanjun, who was so poor that he could only spend nights and banquets and earn red envelopes.

Cui Dongshan exhaled, "It's done!"

Zhu Lian was surprised: "So fast?"

Cui Dongshan grinned and said, "It's not too fast for Brother Dafeng to look at those fairy pictures, just flip a few pages and it's done."

Anyway, Zheng Dafeng is not there, just say it.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "After all, he is still a young and strong guy who can pancakes on his ass. If he is replaced by Wei Shanjun, he will definitely be able to turn to the end."

Wei Bo was not there anyway.

Fortunately, the millet grains did not hear this, and was planning to write a menu for the old cook. Thinking of a dinner table, full of dishes and plates, people don’t know how to put the chopsticks there first. The more they think about it, the more greedy, hurry up Wiped his mouth.

Cui Dongshan took out the complete road map with the shaft head, gently placed it on the table, and smiled: "The old master of the world really knows the world, and the world is unparalleled!"

After Daotu is refined, purple air is lingering and clouds rise, as if a table is a world of Daofa, and the vision of the sun and the moon is faintly visible.

On the top of the mountains, there is no two days, and there is a month in the tens of thousands of trees.

In the heart of Cui Dongshan and Zhu Lian, they just listened to the old master sneer, "Pick up people’s teeth."

Cui Dongshan pinched Dao Jue with both hands, meditating silently in his heart, a book on the table, fleeting, and the next moment, the whole desolate mountain boundary is covered with purple air.

Weibo shrank the mountains and rivers, and immediately came from Piyun Mountain to the tableside of Luopo Mountain. Weibo's heart was shaken, and he used Shanjun's life and supernatural powers, looked around, and his vision, he was like being in a sea of ​​purple clouds, and At the same time, he even felt a breath of victory over the great road, which made Dang Tang Beiyue Dashan feel uncomfortable, and the momentum of this victory is getting heavier and heavier, Wei Bo smiled bitterly: "Could it be that I can only show up in the future? On the edge of the fallen mountain boundary, walk to this point?"

Monarch Dayue Mountain, walking on his own site is inconvenient, and he has to walk on foot. It is estimated that the joke that spreads out is more laughable than the joke at night.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, “It’s okay. I will set up a gate on the mountain and under the mountain to make sure that Mr. Wei Shan goes back and forth at will.”

The higher the realm of the mountain and water gods and the cultivators, the more uncomfortable they are. Even if the Qixian and his like were aware of it, they would not be struggling like Wei Bo. Moreover, this Taoist book cannot be in a state of being unfolded all the time, otherwise the Tao Qi will be scattered, and it will be more self-gathering and replenishment than the aura of the heavens and the earth, and the mountains and rivers will be able to make ends meet.

Wei Bo didn’t care about this, he took a seat and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The old master of Donghai was sitting in Brother Wei's position just now."

Cui Dongshan shook his snow-white sleeves and said with a smile: “As for the inside story, I won’t say much, I don’t know better. There is a cloud in Buddhism, and the proposal is Baiyun Wanli.”

Wei Bo stood up in silence and changed seats.

At the top of the cloud mountain, the old Guan looked up, and saw that the mountain monarch surnamed Wei is still quite interesting, and then quietly left.

Cui Dongshan said: "Since the weather is about to change, we should plan ahead and make plans early."

Anyway, Wei Bo is not an outsider. As long as those illusory avenues of luck are not involved, there is nothing to say.

Zhu Lian nodded and said: "You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to defend against others."

Before, Chen Ping’an targeted the swordsman Pei Min, an ascendant sword repairman, and later in the night sailing battle, he dealt with Wu Shuangjiang’s fourteen realms.

Now it seems that it is necessary.

Far away, Zou Zi.

Swordsmanship Pei Min, Jianxiu Liucai.

Closer, the great sword fairy Bai Chang who had fallen short of Luzhou in Beiju.

The behind-the-scenes forces including Han Yushu.

The rivers and lakes are sinister, treacherous, unpredictable, and making friends is often making enemies.

Cui Dongshan said: "The only thing missing now is the realm of the husband."

The most powerful attack on Luopo Mountain is on the top of the mountain.

The mountain **** Song Yuzhang has been transferred to Qidun Mountain by the Dali court, and opened a separate mountain shrine and temple. The former site of the mountain temple on the top of the Luopo Mountain has not been demolished and reconstructed. The original appearance is maintained, but the plaque has been taken off. Cui Dongshanzhi A golden thunder pond was set up along the white jade railing to enshrine the sword fairy picture from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It was originally from the Upside-down Mountain Jingjian Pavilion, and was later handed over to Chen Pingan by the old sword fairy.

On the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, those sword immortals in the posture of heroic spirits have accompanied young hidden officials for many years, fending off enemies together, and guarding half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In addition, Luopo Mountain also has a set of sword formations born out of Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, but it has not yet been completed so far and can be used as an aid in the future.

Zhu Lian said: "With the temper of the son, the sword formation scroll will definitely be returned to Feishengcheng."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Don't worry, with the temper of the teacher, you will definitely not accept it. Moreover, in the long run, the picture scroll will remain in the Luopo Mountain. For Feishengcheng, it is a cost-effective business with a steady profit."

Xiaomi Li nodded and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, we are good people, and we will listen to Mrs. Shanzhu anyway."

Zhu Lian

shook his head and smiled: "Wrong, as long as you encounter real major events, Miss Ning will still listen to the son."

Xiaomi Li thought for a while, "it seems to be alas."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, “Even without the sword fairy formation, now in Aquarius Island, if we don’t take the initiative to take the initiative, others should burn incense.”

took out a folding fan of Yuzhu, Cui Dongshan gently fanned, while writing to convince people with morality, while writing that he refused to accept and killed him.

Wei Bo said: "I have already helped out the matter of Luoposhan not accepting disciples, but it doesn't seem to be very useful, and the effect is very average. More and more people will come here in the future."

Cui Dongshan helped the millet grains fan and smiled and said, "Normally, everyone is curious to see flowers in the fog. In the end, we still have to talk about chances if we can climb the mountain. Who can knock the seeds of millet grains? No? Yes."

Millet grains sat on the bench, shook his little feet, the breeze was blowing, and he pulled the cotton satchel, laughing.

Wei Wei asked with a smile: "Millet, have you thought about it, what are you going to give in return?"

The green bamboo pen presented by millet grains is of great significance to Wei Bo, and he won’t change it with a half-soldier.

Chen Lingjun had previously escorted millet grains to Piyun Mountain, and now he goes to the bamboo forest from time to time, but in the summer and autumn, he said to see if there are any bamboo shoots to dig.

Xiao Mi Li shook his head and said: "No need, just a polite hammer, Mr. Wei Shan will see you outside."

Wei Bo stood up, touched the head of the millet grain, and left.

The millet grains went back to the small bamboo chair to watch the door, and let the old cook and the big white goose continue to talk about business.

Cui Dongshan wrapped his arms in his sleeves and said, “The old master seems to be treating you with admiration.”

Zhu Lian laughed off.

According to legend, Lu Chen has five dreams, each with unreasonable avenue manifestations, among them is the real bones of Taoism, and the scholar Zheng Chang of Confucianism.

In addition, there are seven mysterious minds, wooden chickens, tree trees, moles, kunpeng, cardinals, buzzards, and butterflies.

Among them, Yu Zhenyi, who was the first to cultivate immortality in Ouhuafudi, was the wooden chicken who was dumbfounded.

Ouhuafudi's picture scroll four people, although according to the definition of Haoran Tianxia, ​​they are all genuine and pure martial arts, but the four have their own emphasis, Sui's right side, perseverance, directly gave up martial arts, turned to mountaineering and became sword repairers. Wei Xian, never intended to reach the top of martial arts, preferring to be on the battlefield and... to be an official, the biggest official.

God knows if this guy who claims to drink a lot of alcohol will directly find a site in the future, such as the Tongye Island broken in the mountains and rivers, and become the founding emperor again.

Lu Baixiang seems to be the least ambitious compared to Sui's right side and Wei Xian.

As for Zhu Lian, in the eyes of outsiders, he is the one who does not seek improvement.

Cui Dongshan closed the folding fan and looked up at the sky, "Heh, Bai Yujing."

Zhu Lian asked: "The general idea that the old master said before? The first sentence is easy to guess, the last one?"

There is no Chen Qingdu in the world, who can open up the mountain with the sword?

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "God knows."

Zhu Lian glanced at the sky and smiled: "Forget it, don't talk about these annoying things, you can only drink and talk about Fengyue tonight."

Sunlight makes paper, the night is like ink, the world is polished, and the thoughts become words.

Cui Dongshan took out two pots of wine, threw a pot to Zhu Lian, and drank each.

Zhu Lian was drinking.

I must be Lu Chen?

Can't Lu Shen be me?

Chen Lingjun returned to Qilong Alley, and directly asked for a pot of wine from Brother Jia. When he arrived at a large bowl, he drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Lingjun sat cross-legged on the bench and said in a low voice, “Brother Jia, don’t you know, I saw three outsiders today!”

The old fairy Jia asked: "Did you fight? Have you ever taken advantage of it? Do you need my brother to help you find a place? Regarding lip service, our brothers use reason to convince people, and there is no one who can't."

Chen Lingjun hesitated, and gave up the idea of ​​divulging the secrets of heaven. Firstly, this matter should not be concealed. Secondly, it was said by the Most Holy Master. It seems that as long as those key words are involved, there is no way to speak, even if it is curved. It's impossible to come and go. Chen Lingjun sighed, it was a pity on earth, wiped his forehead, and finally got a new sweat. The old fairy Jia was shocked, and he came directly to the idiot. Chen Lingjun smiled bitterly, just raised a bowl, and sat down on the floor before sitting and talking? The Patriarch of Sanjiao seemed to be standing on the street.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Lingjun was sweating and had to change the subject, “Chief Zhou is not on the mountain, he is still a bit lonely.”

The guy is rich, interesting, free, read, drink, and brag.

Based on Jiang Shangzhen’s sentence, “If you have to work hard to practice, would you not bully someone like me and a genius like Lingjun?” Chen Lingjun was willing to admire the chief worshipper and agree with him!

In addition, Jiang Shangzhen’s wine table talks, a set of sets, very chewy, more powerful than any other dishes.

Useless is a scholar, but the most difficult thing is the scholar's failure. The prodigal son will not change his head. The most pitiful is the prodigal son.

What are the blooming willows, the beautiful scenes, the Yinggeyan dance and the powder cave... In fact, these are not important. The key is that Jiang Shangzhen slapped his chest to make sure that he will arrange for the three brothers to break into the hero's grave when he arrives at the cloud cave blessed land!

I never thought of a small riding dragon lane, there are two heroes, Jingqing brother and Jia old god.

So Jiang Shangzhen learned everything, saying that Qilong Alley is definitely a treasure of geomantic omen. He learned the law of palm and has a long life. He spent a lot of money to buy three houses in Qilong Alley.

What kind of ability is money, it’s willing to spend money. Jiang Shang really lived longer than that man, and he was much more generous. It was meaningless to say that the competition for fame and fortune other than food and clothing is always petty. So at the wine table, the chief of the week threw all three sets of keys to the blind old Taoist priest, saying that they were all his own brothers. In the future, Brother Jia will help increase the popularity of the warm house. I will not talk about them. Money is no longer money, and it hurts brotherhood for nothing.

The old fairy Jia was flushed with drinks, his face was awe-inspiring, he took the key, waved his hand, and talked about money between brothers.

The blind old Taoist took the two apprentices and moved to a new house that same day. The expensive furnishings in the house are estimated to be the same as the generals of Dali Capital.

He stood at the door, dressed in a snow-white robe of the fallen mountain palm.

Chen Lingjun immediately put his foot off the bench and shouted: "Sister Changming!"

Old Immortal Jia also immediately put down the wine bowl in his hand and raised his **** subconsciously. Seeing that the brother Lingjun did not get up, but did not put down his ass, he did not hesitate to hang his **** in the air and bend down slightly. As for whether the woman could see this scene. , The old gods don’t care, where does this evening blessing come from? In addition to the unique insight of the mountain owner, he was singled out in the vast sea of ​​people, and he was a strong old hero, and he also relied on this kind of sincere treatment that is compatible with the road of Luopo Mountain. I see that the high is first short. On one end, the old **** smiled and said: "Zhanglu came to the cold house, and the expensive feet are on the cheap ground. It is really a celebration of Chaimen, the flourishing of the house, the bitterness without alcohol and wine, if you don’t mind if you don’t mind the long life of the palm..."

Long-life squinted and smiled, "Mind."

The old fairy Jia changed his speech, "The palm is fast and the people talk quickly, and teach people to save worry and effort."

Changming said: "If you block the way, you have a snack."

The old fairy Jia said solemnly: "I have no shirk! Minger will go out in person."

Previously, there was no mention of his name on the side of Luopo Mountain. It was only to let the disciple Zhao Denggao work on this matter. Old Shenxian Jia held it back. Otherwise, he only talked about the ability to deal with people. Jia Sheng thinks he is in Luopo Mountain and can be ranked the least. Fifth, receiving salary in Luoposhan Yueyue, Jia Sheng naturally has no burden to say that only taking money but not taking care of it, but the big white goose that haunts, and now the chief executive who smiles to everyone. Life? I really can't help him lie down and enjoy the blessing every day.

With the lifting of the ban on the Haoran Tianxiashanshuidibao, and the Jinghuashuiyue of Zhengyang Mountain, people from all walks of life who visited Luoposhan came in swarms, coming from all directions of the mountains and rivers.

One to two, the entire Longzhou boundary, big and small inns, are overcrowded.

Of course, there are more people who come here to watch the excitement, and it may not be just what you want. For example, the genealogical masters of various roads, the Beiyue Piyun Mountain, which was originally a tourist attraction, now there is one more Luopo Mountain born out of the sky, plus The gods of the mountains and rivers in Longzhou are not low in the gods of the Yizhou landscape genealogy. I believe that Luopo Mountain will soon face the noisy scene of visitors like crucian carp crossing the river.

I admire the qi-trainers of the sword immortal, and the martial arts masters who want to learn martial arts skills with those martial arts masters. There must be many mountain fairies who want to open the mirror at the gate of Luopo Mountain. Among them, there are also martial arts masters from various countries who want to ask Pei Qian about the boxing.

Of course, no one comes here to win punches, they just compete and ask for advice. There are mountains and rivers, and there are so many martial arts, but Pei Qian is one of the four great masters of Wu Ping. He asked her if he still wanted to win, was he crazy? Go and ask the monster monks who gave Grandmaster Pei a few punches to open the flowers on the battlefield with the capital, do they agree?

Because of the previous ferry discussions, Chen Ping’an said that in the last twenty years, Luoposhan would not accept disciples.

Therefore, something more happened. On the Luoposhan side, someone needs to be responsible for blocking the road and inform all the outsiders of this matter, especially if they need to stop them from climbing without permission, and use Luoposhan as a place to enjoy the scenery.

There are only two roads leading to Luopo Mountain. In addition to the mountain road on the side of Huaihuang County, there are also roads extending from Hongzhu Town and Qidun Mountain. For the time being responsible for blocking the road, there are Yunzi, Bai Xuan, Zhao Shuxia in Ming, and Zhao Denggao, the disciple of the blind old Taoist Jia Sheng. Doing this kind of thing is also an experience. There are Zhang Lv Chang Ming and Jian Xiu Cui Wei in the dark to prevent accidents. Only Bai Xuan is purely on the pole to join in the fun, anyway, Pei Qian just happened not to be in Luopo Mountain recently.

Bai Xuan is now more familiar with the left guardian of Qilong Lane. Often squat on the ground and ask if you want to eat? That's the one?

As long as the hero threatens to challenge Pei Qian, Bai Xuan is prepared to not fall behind, and all are carefully recorded, name and nickname, hometown, martial arts state...

Chen Lingjun did not interfere with this for the first time ever. Nuanshu and Xiaomiliang were very surprised. Of course, Chen Lingjun was pretending to be an expert, his mother, a mixture of fish and dragons, and God knows if there was any expert who beat him to death. After all, in a huge river and lake, it is impossible to meet a good brother like Busy and Chen Qingliu. The rivers and lakes outside are difficult to mix, and it is not enough to rely on boldness. On the road to practice, there are either wild horses or pigs out of the pen, one by one.

Today was a big table for dinner, it was lively.

It is still the old rule that cannot be beaten by thunder. If Chen Ping’an is not on the mountain, the main bench will be empty and must be left to the mountain owner.

Zhu Lian, Cui Dongshan, Mi Yu, Chen Nuanshu, Millet Grains, Chen Lingjun, Zhang Jiazhen.

There is also Bai Xuan who likes to come here to eat and drink.

Wei Wenlong, who doesn’t show up very much, is not a cultivator of Jin Danke. He doesn’t need to use grains. It’s not how the God of Wealth of the Fallen Mountain is so withdrawn. He is obsessed with settling accounts. Every book is just his daughter-in-law. .

As for Zhao Shuxia and Zhao Denggao, they walk back to the town every day, taking turns to watch the night on the road, one mountain master’s biography, one named offering, and the two have a good relationship now. They are obviously very different styles from Chen Lingjun and Bai Xuan.

Chen Lingjun was suffocating at the dinner table, "Old cook, I heard that when you were young, you were still the only beautiful man in ten miles and eight villages?"

Zhu Lian every chopsticks, no matter what the food, will chew slowly, "so so, barely ugly."

Chen Lingjun smiled and said: "Then you are still a bachelor. When you were young, your eyes were too high and you didn't have a satisfied girl. In the end, you can only be like Brother Dafeng?"

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Forget that you are older than me?"

Chen Ling all eats flat.

Millet grains raised her palms to her mouth, and asked Nuanshu sister quietly: "How old is Jingqing?"

The girl in the pink skirt looked at the boy in Qingyi, shook her head, and whispered: "I haven't asked, I don't know."

Chen Lingjun patted the table, "Stupid girl, coveting my beauty, right? I was caught upright, haha..."

As a result, Miyu slapped Miyu on the back of the head.

Chen Lingjun bowed his head and pulled the rice in the bowl. The sword immortal Mi dare to provoke him, he was a little depressed.

Cui Wei is a sword repairer in the Yuan Ying Realm of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As a result, he saw his grandfather like his grandson on Mi Yu's side. Chen Lingjun felt that something was wrong before. Later, from the well-informed brother Jia, he heard about that " "Mi stopped the waist", coupled with some deeds of the old dragon city battlefield, Chen Lingjun's liver trembled, and the result was scared that he did not dare to find Mi Yu as his brother.

Zhu Lian glanced at Zhang Jiazhen.

Reluctant to speak, but there is often a smile in his eyes.

When he came, Shonen Lang.

Now he is a young man who can grow his beard.

Standing with Jiang Qu of the same age, they seemed to be ten years old.

Jiang Shangzhen actually went to him in private and said that he, the chief worshiper, can practice spiritual practice with a little money. With good luck, there is hope in this life to be among the middle five realms of Dongfu realm, and then stop there. Even if luck is average, there is still a chance to get a good trainer from four realms and five realms. If you feel uncomfortable, you can treat it as borrowing money. Later, relying on the salary of Luoposhan, you can repay the money slowly.

But Zhang Jiazhen still did not agree, and had her own plan, and finally asked Chief Zhou a few questions unexpectedly.

Two Jiazi time, maybe one of them needs to be used to practice with great concentration, the years of the cultivator’s mountain dwelling, dealing with the changes of cold and heat, the circulation of the four seasons

, it has a completely different look and feel from ordinary masters. Anyone sitting in a meditation retreat can take days or even months of time. Zhang Jiazhen followed Mr. Wei, fascinated, even if he only learned a little, this account is not difficult to calculate.

In addition, there is an account, which is not confused, and the truth is false. Why should Jiang Shangzhen help him? Naturally, it was Mr. Chen's face. Besides money, it was Mr. Chen's favor.

Maybe Sect Master Jiang is indeed rich and powerful, and he can ignore it at all, but Zhang Jiazhen himself has to be more truthful.

Mr. Wei didn't like to reason, but when he led him in the door on the first day, he had a heart-to-heart remark with Zhang Jiazhen, saying that we are in the business of accounting. The most important thing is not how smart. It's honesty and conscience.

Before Jiang Shangzhen went down the mountain to the wild world, he found Zhu Lian and said with a smile, "The mountain master is picking the treasure."

It is not that there is a Zhang Jiazhen in Luopo Mountain, who can earn a few more gods, but a Luopo Mountain, with Zhang Jiazhen, will be more like Luopo Mountain.

Because what Zhang Jiazhen and Jiang Shangzhen asked about was whether he could become a mountain ghost and mountain **** in the future and stay in the mountain for a long time.

Do more small things within your power.

If it is not feasible, just let the fate, if it is feasible, then he will start saving money from the same day, if the money is not enough, he will definitely borrow from Chief Zhou, without any embarrassment.

When we were walking at night together, Jiang Shangzhen looked at the bright-eyed young man, who was no longer a poor boy from the Great Wall of Jianqi, Mr. Xiaofang, as if saying, Mr. Chen brought me here from my hometown, then I would try my best not to let him. Mr. Chen was disappointed, this was a matter of course, and it was not hard at all.

Jiang Shangzhen handed over a jug of wine, Zhang Jiazhen said that she had to read a few account books when she went back, so she stopped drinking. Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said that if he didn't drink too much, he would be fine and refreshing. Zhang Jiazhen accepted the pot of wine.

Zhang Jiazhen went back to the room, looked through the account books under the lamp, did not drink, just planned to take it, and occasionally was really tired, rubbed his brows, glanced at the hip flask on the table, held back a smile, and said to herself, "Zhang Jiazhen, now bullish Oh, this is the drink that Sect Master Jiang personally gave you!"

I didn’t know, that Sect Master Jiang was sitting on the wall with arms around his chest, squinting and smiling, without alcohol in his hands, like drinking alcohol.

Lupper Mountain is time to hold the mirror flower water moon of its own mountain.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "When the son returns home, let's discuss the beautiful things, which mountain to do, who will do what, we need to discuss it carefully."

Bai Xuanchi smiled and said: "Discuss a hammer and let Mi Dajianxian stop over there. The entire Aquarius Island fairies are going to commit nympho, that's smashed fairy money."

Miyu shook his chopsticks, "Compared to the mountain owner, it's still far behind."

Bai Xuan said with white eyes: "I said you are better than Master Hermit? Follow me here."

Miyu kept smiling, and gave Bai Xuan a chopstick dish, “If you can talk so well, eat more.”

Bai Xuan sneered and said, "What, you learn from that money, do you have a grudge?"

Cui Dongshan laughed.

Bai Xuan immediately took a chopstick to Cui Dongshan, and asked curiously, “Apart from Hidden Officer, is there anyone Pei Qian is afraid of?”

Cui Dongshan said: "Yes, Guo Zhujiu."

Bai Xuan was stunned for a long time. Of course, he had heard of Guo Zhujiu in his hometown, a famous existence. She seemed to have entered the summer palace as a hidden official sword repairer.

After a meal, Nuan Shu and Xiao Mi Li helped to clean up the dishes, but in the end, the old cook was alone, and the two little girls were not asked to help. They put on aprons and washed them in the stove alone.

Zhu Lian cleaned up, took off his apron, walked out of the stove, and smiled.

Everyone is a book writer in their own life, and at the same time, looking at others is turning the book.

Maybe the world takes us very lightly, but we take ourselves too seriously.

A ferry slowly entered the land of Dali Capital. Two monks from the earthly branch, Song Xu and Yu Yu Yufeng boarded the ship.

Song Jixin put down the books in his hand, walked out of the house, and came to the bow,

Song Xuxu clasped his fist and said: "Da Li worships Song Xu, and I board the ship to see the prince."

Yu Yu clasped his fists and smiled: "Yu Yu has seen the prince."

Song Jixin smiled and said, "Is this a posture of business affairs?"

Song Xu helplessly said: "My nephew has seen the emperor."

Song Jixin said: “As long as I take off the robe of the feudal king, I will only be a commoner of Huaihuang County. You don’t need to be nervous when you travel through the capital.”

Song Xu shook his head, still insisting on his own opinion, "Uncle Emperor, this still won't work."

Song Jixin turned his head to look at the little girl from the Yu family of Shangzhu Kingdom, and smiled: “Find a drink for yourself. You can find as much as you can.”

In the early years of the feudal mansion, Song Jixin was in a line of ten people with this group of earthly branches. Neither wooing nor alienating, just stop.

Yu Yu palms with boxing, his face is full of joy, Song Xu, the emperor, is really a kind and honest man, but unfortunately he has not married and had children yet, and I don’t know which woman will be cheaper in the future.

Since she had obtained the decree of the feudal lord, she went over and over again.

Song Jixin turned his head and said to a monk who accompanied the army: "Tell me to go down. The ferry is temporarily hovering here. Don't hurry."

The monk nodded and left silently.

Song Jixin lay on the railing, and Song Xubi respectfully stood aside.

A prince and a prince, together overlooking the Song's mountains and rivers below the ferry.

Song Jixin asked casually, “You seem to have matured a little more at this meeting. Have you figured it out?”

Song Xu nodded.

Song Jixin didn’t say much about it. Even in a family, as long as there are too many people, the head of the family treats children as well, and there will be big and small biases.

What is eccentricity? It means that in the same rain, less rain falls on your own fields than people.

There are some comforts from others, even if it is out of good intentions, it will be better if it is like nothing. Just as the listener must drink a large pot of bitter water alone, the speaker puts some sugar in his mouth. After that it will only teach people to feel more bitter.

Now the ruling and the opposition, the current majesty’s Wenzhi Wugong is regarded as the best of the Song Dynasty emperors.

Song Jixin smiled and said: "I just figured it out by myself, and I brought you a gift. It is two inkstones, both of which are imitated. It is said that they were circulated from the old Zhuying royal family and are not worth a few gods. "

The two ancient inkstones, imitating the thirty-six-hole sky inkstone and the seventy-two blessed land inkstones, are filled with red sandalwood inlaid jade boxes with beautiful inkstone bags, hand-written, and official script inscriptions. Each inkstone has 36 stone eyes and seven Twelve, make the eye column. As Song Jixin said, it’s not valuable, but it’s a good sign. Since Song Xu decides to practice with peace of mind and become a **** on the mountain, Song Jixin, the emperor uncle, gave this to his nephew. It is very appropriate, if Song Xu has not figured it out, it can also be used as a kind reminder.

Song Jixin asked casually: “Have you met Chen Ping’an and dealt with?”

Song Xu smiled bitterly and said, "I have suffered a lot. If I can't beat it, I can't calculate it."

The elder Song Jixin was a bit unkind. Instead of comforting his nephew, he gloated a bit unabashedly. He patted the railing, squinted his eyes and smiled: "No surprise."

Song Xu asked curiously: "The relationship between Huang Shu and Mr. Chen, a neighbor for many years, seems to be more...complex?"

Song Jixin nodded and said, "It's hard to say a word. I haven't become a close friend, and fortunately I haven't become an enemy. A reminder, if there is no way, don't provoke Chen Ping An. Most people are too poor to eat and give food and drink Just being content, Chen Ping’an is not the same. Every time Linyuan envy fish, he will immediately retreat and form a net. It is better to learn to fish than to get it. He learns things faster than Liu Xianyang, but is more stable because of learning. Slow, probably because I think it’s hard to come by, so I cherish it even more, love the new and never tire of the old. Such people, if they are enemies, are actually terrifying."

Song Xu rubbed his cheeks vigorously, "Indeed, Mr. Chen attacked the enemy with endless methods, and the magical powers were so complicated that it was incredible."

The ferry has another guest.

Zhao Yu, the right servant of the Li Ministry.

Song Xu is a junior, and Zhao Yu is an old friend of classmates from the same hometown.

The emperor, his majesty, is still very measured.

Song Jixin smiled and waved: "Zhao Mumutou, it's been a long time since I saw you."

When will we meet again, in the year of Hefeng, between clouds and water.

Zhao Yao saluted, and then asked: “Don’t play chess and talk about things while playing chess?”

Song Jixin smiled and said: "No more, you are now a **** on the mountain with successful cultivation, thoughtful and prosperous, I will definitely lose, and will not give you a chance to find a place."

Zhao Yu suddenly said: "Song Jixin, I didn't misunderstand the wrong person, you are indeed amazing."

Since he was young, Zhao Yu, who was born in a wealthy family on Fulu Street, has admired Song Jixin in a mess.

When the two were studying together under Mr. Qi's school, whether it was playing chess or reading interpretation, they were better than Zhao Yao.

So Zhao Yu’s attitude towards Song Jixin in Ni Ping Lane is somewhat similar to Chen Ping’s attitude towards Liu Xianyang.

Song Jixin patted Zhao Yu on the shoulder, and smiled and said, “Is it better to praise me or to praise your own vision? You can do it, there is no officialdom in these years. I can talk more than when I was a kid.”

Zhao Yu laughed and said, "You can do two things with one stone, and everyone is happy."

Song Xu was a little surprised.

Although Zhao Yao is a young official in the center, he does treat people kindly. He has a very good reputation in the Dali court. The only flaw is that he lacks a clear body of imperial examination fame. Make contributions on the battlefield.

The carp jumps through the dragon gate. Jinmao Cave, wild fox meditation.

Ke Song Xu always thinks that Zhao Yu is an extremely proud and arrogant man.

Like a lonely cloud and wild crane that only stops and rests in that temple, one day, it will row out the clouds and shake its wings in the blue sky.

Nowadays, the ruling and opposition parties are all curious about the fact that King Song Mu and Zhao Yu of the Ministry of Rites can be regarded as direct disciples of Wen Sheng's line.

Song Jixin joked: "I have seen your Uncle Chen? How are you doing?"

Zhao Xi smiled and said, "Not bad, very harmonious."

Leaving the alley where Zhou Haijing was temporarily staying, Chen Ping'an was unsteady, raised his foot and stomped on the ground, and then took the next step, making it much easier.

Chen Ping’an raised a hand, slightly rusty, but still instantly gathered the aftermath of Taoism.

The self who stayed in the Haoran World is the same fourteenth realm? !

Therefore, Chen Ping’an is just such a simple stomping action. For Dayi Capital, it is a stormy weather.

Chen Ping’an glanced at the direction of the Jingcheng Qintian Supervisor, he must have been aware of it, and of course there is also the imitation Bai Yujing who accompanied the capital.

The Qintian Supervisory Office in the Dali Capital City is a heavily guarded forbidden area. It is said that the level of martial law is second only to Miyagi and the imperial tombs.

There are not many people, and the total number of officials from various academies is less than two hundred.

Among the many yamen in Dali, it is the most clouded and foggy place, without mountains or dew.

is mostly passed down from generation to generation, and the sons inherit their father’s business. All officials of the Qintian Supervisor shall not be transferred to other officials. If there are vacancies, they will be filled in the Qintian Supervisor level by level. Non-special decree of the imperial court shall not be easily promoted or resigned. Therefore, it is an iron rice bowl that cannot be thrown away. It has two meanings. Without outsiders vying for it, you can't let it go.

Although all officials of the Qintian Supervisor are in the Dali Capital, they are actually isolated from the world and have little contact with the outside world. Every time they go out, they need to be reviewed and reported by the internal and the Ministry of Etiquette. Each time they go out, they are specially made. Guan Di, once used, needs to be destroyed and then recorded. The people inside dare not make friends with clinging officials, and the Beijing officials outside dare not deal with the Qintian Supervisor. If it's a little bit cross-boundary, it's easy to throw off the official hat, or the kind where the head falls along with it.

Chen Pingan walked slowly in an alley.

The same rice raises hundreds of people.

Looking at this vast world, it seems that everyone is blind and touching the elephant.

Different fields of view and different angles will result in different results.

Pure martial arts, as far as the field of vision can be, many real objects are all dazzling, and the cultivator can vaguely see the circulation of the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, in addition to the spirit of the gods.

As Chen Ping’s thoughts fluctuated, the world seemed to have undergone subtle changes. The closer to the direction of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, or the wild world, the current realm temporarily borrowed from Lu Chen will decay faster. When the same person came, there was still a distinction between primary and secondary.

This is reasonable.

Otherwise, by relying on the fourteen realm cultivation base, rushing to the barren world, wouldn’t it be equivalent to creating two fourteen realms out of thin air.

The Saint of Rites was at the Renyun Yiyun Building. Why did you agree to try again? Have you already seen this step along the upstream and downstream of that long river of time?

Then Li Sheng hopes to take this opportunity to do what?

If the saints of rituals do it casually and have no purpose, then Chen Ping’an, who possesses this method, can actually do many things, such as going back to his hometown of Luopo Mountain, or traveling far to the North at the cost of “falling down” Luzhou or Tongyezhou.

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Chen Ping’an suddenly had a strong thought.

stepped out of Dali Capital and appeared directly in the backyard of Yang's Pharmacy.

As a result, I saw a young Taoist priest.

Daozu smiled and asked: "Since childhood, alone, looking after the stars of the past, is it hard to work?"