Chapter 863： Old yellow calendar

As one of the sages who accompanied the Confucian Temple, the old master He Shou was responsible for looking after the site of the Great Wall of Jianqi. He immediately fell from the sky and hovered in the wind outside the half of the Great Wall of Jianqi. By the way, both feet do not set foot on the top of the city, and bow to the oldest sword repairman in the world, and respectfully said: "Junior, He Shou, see the old sword fairy."

The nickname of the old sword immortal was first picked up by Aliang for help. Later, the local sword repairman of the Great Wall of Sword Qi shouted like this. With the return of sword repairs from all continents, he was used to the respectful name Chen Qingdu. A convention thing.

Chen Qing just looked at Tuoyue Mountain and ignored the greeting of a sage of the Confucian Temple.

He Shou, who was left hanging aside like this, didn't bother. If the boss Sword Fairy was good at talking, it would not be Chen Qingdu.

He Shou immediately smiled bitterly. He has been kept in the dark about the hiding, appearing and shooting of that high-ranking god, so that it affected the half of the city where the young hermits were combined. Before the old sword fairy appeared, Chen Pingan Where He Dao is, in fact, it is concealed by a kind of attacking magical powers.

Anyway, this is the negligence of myself and the Confucian Temple, which must be recognized.

He Shou can only confirm one thing for the time being, it was the secret action of the god, which seemed to "wake up" part of the primordial spirit of the old sword fairy.

did not hand out any sword to the wild world, but a sword opened the sky, escorting the city to soar to the colorful world.

Finally, one more sword slayed the dragon king who crossed the border.

Now it is just a sword, completely smashing the golden body of a high god.

As for why Chen Qingdu was able to reappear, He Shou did not want to explore.

He Shou had to admit that if it were not for the boss Jianxian left behind in the Great Wall of Jianqi, He Shou would definitely not be able to protect the half of the city where Chen Ping'an Hedao, and the consequences would be disastrous. The overall situation of the whole body is the old Xiucai's lifeless style of protecting the calf. It is nothing to call himself a **** spray. The old Xiucai can secretly go to the Confucian Temple to carry his accompaniment statue.

Why did the old talent step on that middle-earth mountain?

It’s not for the disciple Jun Qian to fight against the injustice. In the early years, Jun Qian took her junior brother Qi Jingchun to visit the mountains, but was turned away by the mountain monarch, and even scolded so badly that he exposed Liu Sixteen’s old bottom, it was the demon. Heterogeneous. It seems that the Great Mountain Monarch, who has a very close relationship with Bai Yujing, tried to detain Liu Shili and Qi Jingchun in the mountains.

After Chen Qingdu held his hands, he walked slowly, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, half of the city has not been broken yet. For Chen Ping'an today, it is not a big problem. Anyway, this kid has long been used to suffering. Punch. Not to mention that the other party has been hiding for so long, and we Jianqi Great Wall are equally unaware. Besides, your scholar's life skills are still preaching and teaching karma to solve puzzles, fighting and killing. It is really not good at it."

He Shou wanted to say something but stopped, after thinking about it, he still didn’t say anything.

I wanted to say that the most sage master and the saint of rites are good at fighting.

It's just that you can't compete with the boss Sword Fairy.

Dong Sangeng, Xiao Yun, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji and other swordsmen of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Alian, Zuo Zuo, Pei Min, Zhou Shenzhi, etc. of the vast world, Liu Cha, the bearded swordsman of the wild world, and Bai Yujing are known as The truly invincible Yu Dou, the Taoist sword immortal's profound capital Guan Sun Huaizhong...

Anyway, for thousands of years, there have been several worlds and swordsmanship. How geniuses are born and the stars are so dazzling. No one claims to be invincible.

Only because there is an old man named Chen Qingdu on the head of the city.

As conceited as the second master teaches Yu Dou, in the early years he did not dare to ask Chen Qingdu about the sword without authorization, and stopped at the hanging mountain to catch and release the pavilion.

Otherwise, Yu Dou only needs to step over the gate from the inverted mountain, and then step up to the head of the Great Wall of Jianqi.

Why do you dare, unwilling, or cannot ask the sword, because asking the sword means losing, hurting, or dying.

According to legend, just a few years after arriving at the Great Wall of Jianqi, A Liang once drunk in the city and ran to participate in a summit Sword Fairy meeting that didn't call him at all. When he reached the top of the city, he strode up to the hut and used him. The saying is that I have been practicing for thousands of years at the head of the city, and there is no one and a half of the people who asked the sword. The boss Sword Immortal is too lonely, so let Aliang come to break this example, all let me go. !

However, the city was discussing the sword immortal, and watching the lively swordsman outside the city, none of them held A Liang anyway, and waited until the old sword fairy walked out of the hut and nodded and said the word "OK", A Liang seemed to wake up instantly. A jump, settled beside the old sword immortal, righteously, added, "Let me rub my shoulders for the old sword immortal, you are really a bunch of **** whose conscience was eaten by a dog, you don’t know that you feel sorry for the old sword immortal. Want me to be an outsider to ask for warmth?"

Probably after that, Aliang became famous in one fell swoop and gained a famous nickname.

And after that, the dog's Aliang has always regarded himself as the little padded jacket of the old sword fairy.

It's just that the boss Jianxian felt that this statement was too disgusting, so it didn't spread in the Great Wall of Jianqi, otherwise Alian would probably have another nickname.

Chen Qing glanced at the long knife that fell on the ground, very familiar, because it was the object held by the ancient **** of punishment. In fact, not only was he familiar with it, but he had also dealt with it tens of thousands of years ago.

The so-called dealings are naturally swords. In the last battle, the one who defeated this **** was a swordsman who was of the same age as Long Jun, but later this man followed the military ancestor and tried to embark on another path, and he did not hesitate to let someone who has become a gas trainer. The death of all beings eventually led to a big rupture within the human race, and the monks were killed and wounded countless.

And this **** who had not completely fallen at the beginning, once ranked among the twelve high positions, according to the old heavenly priesthood, it can be regarded as the direct **** of the sword bearer.

Ten thousand years ago, under its blade, the corpses of the monster race were full of bones, piled up into mountains, and countless blood once gathered into an ancient blasphemy that penetrated the wild.

Heaven and earth regard people as cymbals, and avenues regard heaven and earth as bubbles.

Chen Qing sighed. It seems that the senior who came to visit this city back then, maybe besides coming to see Chen Pingan, he also meant to cherish the memory of old friends?

It’s no wonder that the narrow sword Zhankan, which was first left in the Qingming world, would follow the Transfiguration Demon to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, toss and turn all the way, and was finally obtained by Chen Ping An.

The narrow sword census, which belongs to the execution object of the ancient dragon dragon platform, is similar to a mountain of princes to a great monarchy mountain, and has the meaning of worship.

The way of heaven collapses, the sky is on one side, the avenue loops, and the two blades are adjacent.

Chen Qing's heart moved slightly, and the unsheathed snow-white long knife slid to the head of the city and said, "I will trouble you to turn around and give this knife to our hermit, saying that he will get married with Ning girl in the future. Congratulations, people don’t need to, but gifts are valuable."

He Shou nodded and agreed.

Chen Qing waved his hands, "Go busy, we have nothing to talk about, we can only say something and nothing, both sides are embarrassed."

He Shou didn't feel the slightest embarrassment at all. After all, it was a great blessing to be able to chat with the boss Sword Fairy as much as possible.

It’s just that Chen Qing said so, and He Shou had to say goodbye to the old sword fairy again. The old master returned to the sky and continued to stare at the ferry crossings in the distance, feeling a little sad. After this farewell, he really had no chance to reunite with the boss Sword Immortal.

Wei Jin had already got up, Yu Feng came to the cliffside area of ​​the other city, and said, "Wei Jin has seen the old sword fairy."

Chen Qing all stepped to the edge of the cliff, glanced at the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple, nodded, "The realm has risen. I haven't seen it in a few years, so I have to look at it with admiration."

Wei Jin felt helpless.

Cao Jun came to Wei Jin and didn't dare to breathe for a moment. He just whispered in his heart. Why did these words sound familiar?

Chen Qing all looked at the few strands of pure sword intent beyond the city’s head, and asked, “I have lost the sword spectrum to you, why can’t I still win the approval of Zongyuan’s sword?”

The eldest Sword Immortal rubbed his chin, "There is no reason, you two have been separated for thousands of years. It stands to reason that no one can rob someone's daughter-in-law. That kid Zongyuan is a notoriously good-tempered man. Reason doesn't please you."

In the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were actually some sword repairs, so I can say a few words with Chen Qing.

For example, Zongyuan earlier and Dong Guanpu later.

The old sword fairy suddenly narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look at a strange battlefield isolated from the secrets in the hinterland of the wild world, "No wonder. It's meticulous again."

With a wave of his sleeves, Chen Qingdu spread out in front of him a picture of a long river of time that was invisible to outsiders. Tuoyueshan Baijian Xiandu once practiced swords in the next city.

After looking over the sword fairy embryos in the wild world, he finally saw the young sword repairer who seemed to have the worst aptitude and was unable to obtain the gift of sword intent for a long time.

Seeing that the boss Sword Fairy was silent, Wei Jin also shut up with interest.

Cao Jun's eyes widened, anyway, looking at the boss Sword Fairy a few more times is a profit.

When the young swordsman was practicing swords at the head of the city, he seemed to be a little absent-minded, not doing his job properly, and more like a trainer who wandered around the mountains and water, just staring outside the city head in a daze.

When a qi trainer bred a natal flying sword, even if it is self-supporting, it is very different from other qi practitioners. The top priority is to find one or two natal magic powers of flying sword as soon as possible.

Therefore, there are almost no casual cultivators in the world. It is not without reason. The number of swordsmanship is relatively the most precious and rare. It is a treasure that is not too many in any sect in the world. It is too expensive to practice swords. Jinshan Yinshan, of course, it is not impossible to practice as Shanzawaye Xiu, but without the financial support of the sect, it is inevitable that you will get half the result. The final top priority is the magical power of Jian Xiu’s life and the flying sword. In fact, it is a literal "natural gift", which can almost be regarded as a kind of gift from the gods.

Because Jianxiu’s natal flying sword, the root of its avenue, used to be the "straight roads on the riverbed" in the long river of time, so it became the biggest darling of the subsequent generations of magic methods, the most "orderly", and then evolved and derived Countless kinds of flying sword natal supernatural powers.

This is why Jian Xiu has the most innate advantage among Qi Qi practitioners, because Jian Xiu is indeed "blessed and unique".

That's why swordsmanship is on the mountain, and only then can you be the least qualified to be the least reasonable.

During those years, Tuoyueshan Jianxiu left the city's head one after another, but this young Jianxiu, who was picked up by Chen Qingdu alone, was at the bottom of his rank and had no reputation. He left the city's head very late and seemed to have achieved nothing. People are not so much cultivating swords with swords, as they have been patrolling the relics of the Great Wall of Sword Qi with the view of water and moon and bones, and occasionally the few remaining sword intent belonging to Zongyuan pass in the air. Young sword repairers are like a big enemy .

In the end, Jian Xiu was quietly taken away by the fourteenth-level monk "Lu Fayan" who had chatted with Chen Ping’an first. Otherwise, Long Jun would act in accordance with the law of the Jiazi account and fail to capture the pure sword intent. Going down the city alive.

Chen Qingdu quickly found the clues.

Except for a handful of pure sword repairs with "innocent life", the carefully laid-out Tuoyueshan Baijian Fairy in the wild world is almost inextricably related to gods. For example, this young sword repairer is an undoubted god. Reincarnated, inherited part of the natal magical powers of a certain high-ranking god, the magical powers of that flying sword, close to "visualization".

Look at the bones through the skin, constantly inferring and piecing together the mind, and approaching a certain truth infinitely.

Just to visualize a sword repairman from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Zong Yuan.

is obviously one of the meticulous follow-ups, an unexpected surprise for Haoran Tianxia and Jianqi Great Wall.

Zongyuan's return to the world is not an accident.

Seeing Zongyuan again in the world, is it a surprise?

Chen Qing broke up the picture of time, and said to Wei Jin: "Pick the key points and say something."

One soul is tied to a little soul, in this world, can't stay long.

The Wei and Jin dialects said something concise and concise.

The Most Sage Master was on the top of Sui Mountain in the Middle Earth, and the wild ancestor at the Jiaolonggou site, the two sides exchanged views on Taoism.

Aliang was pressed under Tuoyue Mountain for several years. After falling from the fourteenth realm, he first went to the Western Buddhist country before returning to Haoran.

Four immortal swords gathered in Fuyao Zhou, and Bai Ye alone picked the six thrones with swords, and was later taken by Wen Sheng to the Daxuandu Temple in the Qingming world.

The wild world captured the mountains and rivers of Tongye, Fuyao, and Jinjia, and was eventually intercepted by the Dali cavalry in the middle of Aquarius, and carefully led the crowd to the sky.

Ning Yao, in that new hometown named Wucai Tianxia, ​​broke through the realm one after another, ascended to the ascendant realm, and became the first person in the world, during which she also personally killed a high-ranking god.

A discussion in the Middle-Earth Confucian Temple, and just hit the barren world.

Aliang took an ascended monk into the hinterland, and then flew to the left and right to help Aliang with swords.

Chen Pingan took the four sword repairmen and left the Jianqi Great Wall not long ago.

The boss said only two words during the period.

"It's a pity that Bai is not a sword repairer after all, otherwise, I can teach him how to use swordsmanship when he comes here."

"Ning girl is not surprising."

Chen Qing asked two more questions.

"Does the left and right now rank among the fourteenth realms?"

Wei Jin shook his head and explained that Mr. Zuo had too much thought. He had the opportunity to enter the fourteenth realm, but he was delayed because of the pursuit of a broader kendo.

Chen Qingdu’s last question, "The Confucian Temple and Tuoyueshan confronted each other. Did the little master say they want to fight?"

Wei Jin said with a smile: “It’s not the saint of rites, but Chen Ping’an is the first to speak.

Chen Qing nodded, with a smile on his face.

The kid is not foolish.

very much like myself.

The old man never thinks that a person is full of vigor, just that kind of cheerful speech and action all year round.

But at every pass in life, alone in times of misery, young people can be excited and energetic.

Do the most unexpected thing, hand out the fastest sword, and speak the most weighty words with this Fang Tian.

People who are usually reluctant to speak, occasionally speak up, and teach others to listen even if they don’t.

Chen Qing put away his thoughts, shifted his sight a little, looked at Cao Jun, smiled and asked, "This young sword fairy has a very famous name, where does he come from?"

Compared with Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao, and Wei Jin’s own sword repairmen on the Great Wall of Swordsmanship, Cao Jun, a foreigner, is over a hundred years old, indeed he is not young.

Cao Jun clasped his fist and said: "The younger Cao Jun, whose ancestral home is in the Lizhu Cave of Aquarius Island, is in the same alley with the hermit's ancestral house, but the younger was born in Nan Po Suozhou. The ancestor Cao Jun is responsible for guarding the Zhenhai Tower."

Cao Jun endured and endured, but still couldn’t hold back one more sentence, "The juniors are actually only 140 years old."

This

I would like to add a sentence, if it weren’t for Jianxin to be broken by the left and right in the early years, he would have already been among the five realms. Maybe there is still hope to be in the same realm as Fengxue Temple Great Sword Fairy.

I just thought that on the side of the old sword fairy, it seemed that the sword repair in the fairyland was not worthy of praise, so he swallowed this sentence back to his stomach.

Chen Qing gave a hum, and nodded, "That's about the same age and realm as the left and right, and the next generation is terrifying."

Wei Jin held back a laugh.

Cao Jun only felt that his face was muddled by the yellow mud, and he did not dare to talk back to the boss, Jianxian, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

He can be regarded as a thorough understanding of the customs of the Great Wall of Jianqi. The Great Wall of Jianqi is worthy of the sword repair of the word "Sword Fairy", and one is more distinctive than the other.

Ning Yao's unsmiling, unsatisfactory.

Lu Zhi seemed to be facing someone outside the Great Wall of Jianqi. She wanted to cut a few swords when she saw anyone.

Qi Tingji’s young people should pay attention to them in the next life. Old Jianxian used the most kind expression and said the most cruel words.

Finally, this old sword fairy is amiable and approachable.

Even the Great Sword Immortal of the Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, who has always held a decent body, has a phrase "you can't enter the summer palace".

Chen Qing looked out of the city and suddenly whispered: "If you want to go, let's go. There is nothing to miss here. As a pure sword repairer, you must have a camp to pay attention to swords when you are alive. But since everyone is dead, Only this bit of sword intent is left, and there is also a fart of enemy and us."

The Wei and Jin Dynasties looked calm, turned around and faced the south of the city.

At this moment, the sword heart of the Wei and Jin Dynasties became more and more clear and transparent, and the deceased Jian Xiu Zongyuan held his fists in salute.

It’s a big deal to see each other on the battlefield later, and then separate the swordsmanship level with the sword intent heirs of Zongyuan's predecessors, and fight for life and death.

Chen Qing nodded with a smile, "Zongyuan is Zongyuan."

Qianqiu's character is still awe-inspiring.

A few strands of sword intent that had never been close to the Wei and Jin Dynasties, in an instant, four sword lights and long rainbows condensed in the air, and finally circulated slowly beside the sword fairy in Fengxue Temple, unable to linger.

This means that the Wei and Jin dynasties have belonged to the line of Zongyuan from then on in the kendo.

There is no red tape for the inheritance of masters and apprentices, and there is no hanging statues in the ancestor hall.

Wei Jin asked in his heart: "Dare to ask the old sword fairy, what kind of existence is that existence ten thousand years ago?"

Chen Qing hesitated for a moment. The old man looked complicated, and finally shook his head, "I have seen it twice, there is nothing to say."

In the battle of ascending to the sky, in addition to the fifth highest, only the twelve high-ranking gods in the ancient times, most of them have fallen in the tragic battle that changed the sky and the earth.

In addition, either stay away from the ruins of the old heaven and become a lonely ghost outside the sky.

Either fall into the unknown earth, sleep for a long time, and fall asleep.

Tianjun, the young boy who took care of one of the ascending platforms, was one of the earliest human beings who became gods, and once served as a guide for men to fly ascendant.

The one who lay in the colorful world was severely injured in the battle of the human race's ascent to the sky in the early years. He was once under the armoured man.

The **** who descended on Tongyezhou from outside the sky crossed the sea and crossed the Aquarius Island. When he landed, he was teamed up by Cui Yang and Qi Jingchun and was once named the "Echoer".

Caiyue inherited a part of the position of God. She is not only as simple as the Moon Palace species, but is relatively the most promising to be among the high-ranking existences of the "Mingyue Predecessor".

Killing these high-ranking gods has both pros and cons in the world. The advantage is that there is no deadly enemy of the human race with amazing combat power. The downside is that the gods will be vacated. After careful ascending to the sky, you can naturally create a new **** to fill the gap.

Before ten thousand years, these high-ranking gods were not like their counterparts, but ten thousand years later, on the one hand, the heavens collapsed, just like a fourteenth-level monk who lost most of his attacking methods. It is the invisible text cage between heaven and earth, which imprisoned the gods greatly.

Wenhai is meticulous, and once created his own writing, it has been circulating in the wild world for thousands of years.

is to let the old and new gods, when they return to the world, they can try their best to get out of the text prison established by the saint.

Not surprisingly, the barren world in front of you is the ferry where many gods of the new heaven have settled in the world.

The only words of the ancient gods are actually similar to the so-called voices of today's cultivators, but they are similar, but not all.

The high-ranking **** who was smashed into pieces by Chen Qingdu with a sword, named "The Executioner", was once under the command of sword-bearers. The demons in the world, especially the punished real dragons, suffered a lot.

However, the divinity is not complete, it should be a long time to sleep, and some of the remaining natal supernatural powers have been stripped out by Tuoyue Mountain, which makes the situation worse. Of course, it is just not as good at fighting as before, and it definitely does not mean that it is easy to kill.

And the one that is regarded as one of the killers by Tuoyueshan, specifically used to target the high-level gods of Aliang and the left and right, is probably the existence of the name "Wai Mei Zhe".

One of the magical powers of is in the nightmare of imprisonment. As the old saying goes, there are many dreams in the night, which is part of the root of the thousands of demons outside the later generations.

There is also the "speaker of speech" who possesses the magical power of "stopping speech", also known as the "speaker of heart".

and the "replicas" who have created numerous sun and moon, countless mountains and rivers, also known as "imaginers" and "casters".

Of course, these ancient gods are named after the battle of ascending to heaven.

is not recorded in writing, just like the forefront of an old almanac, leaving a blank page specifically for these ancient existences.

In life, it seems that children are curious about everything, young people know everything, middle-aged people doubt everything, and old people accept everything.

As for good people and bad people, people have their own scales. It is hard to say who is a good person.

I just hope that in the future thousands of years, don’t ignore the contributions of those who are silent.

A child is too young to do more.

In fact, an elderly person may not be able to do more.

Chen Qing rubbed his chin and looked up at the wild world.

can almost pass a sword.

Who will ask the sword?

Who is good to chop?

The Bai Ze who returned to the wild world?

Bai Ze has a good relationship with the little master, and Chen Qing is not familiar with me.

Shirasawa and Fei Fei walked on the bank of a dry riverbed of a tributary of the falling river.

Fei Fei noticed a trace of the vision on the site of the Great Wall of Jianqi, and she was shocked and asked softly: "Mr. Bai, the old immortal is actually... not dead?"

Bai Ze said: "You can't forget the whole Jianqi Great Wall just because Chen Ping'an joined the half-sword-qi Great Wall. When Zhou Mi climbed to the top of the city, besides closing the net, he also wanted to make sure. Since Zhou Mi didn't have it. Do it, either without noticing it, or even being deceived by him, or else I feel that it is impossible to get a sword from the boss over there, and there is another long-term plan."

Wen Hai is careful, once in the posture of the fourteenth realm great monk Lu Fayan, that is, the old throne big demon Qiyun and the brilliant master, traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and had a chat with Chen Ping An.

Bai Ze suddenly smiled and reminded: "You still have to respect the boss Sword Fairy."

Fei Fei found that even though Chen Qing appeared, Bai Ze’s attention was still on Tuoyue Mountain, which was very strange.

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The Tuoyue Mountain is now an empty shelf with only the support of the culprit, and it can no longer affect the luck of too many wild days in the wild.

Ten thousand steps back and said, even if the lunatic Chen Pingan succeeded in driving the mountain, I am afraid it would be better for Ning Yao and the others to fly up the bright moon and then cut it down. The impact will be far-reaching.

Fei Concubine did not hide, and asked directly with Bai Ze: "Mr. Bai, are you worried about the safety of the great ancestor?"

Bai Ze nodded.

Returning to his hometown this time, Bai Ze will wake up a small group of long-sleepers of the demon race, and then make an agreement with them to follow him.

As for the unruly generations among them, the real bodies and their real names will continue to sleep together for thousands of years.

Thousands of years away from home, Baize’s only existence that can care about his hometown is very few, especially among those who are still alive today, and only the pioneer disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain is left.

Of course, the culprit is just the pseudonym of this barbaric ancestor. In fact, its real name has a beautiful meaning, Yuanji.

is not only Huang Chang Yuanji, but also the "Yuanji" of Zuo Lingzhu Yi Yuanji.

Ten thousand years ago, after the riverside discussion after that infighting, the world had settled down.

According to the original agreement, both Jian Xiu and the military strategist could occupy a world, and the first ancestor of the military strategist could even establish a religion and become an ancestor.

is just the first ancestor of the ambitious military strategist, and Chen Qingdu, Long Jun watched a large number of sword repairs, plus a part of the big monster who was about to move and fear the world would not be chaotic, and the three were finally defeated.

Later, the monster race was assigned to the barren world today.

The great ancestor of the wilderness took a child to the sky and began to climb the mountain, which is the Tuoyue Mountain for later generations.

There was actually Bai Ze who was walking with this pair of masters and apprentices.

Approaching the top of the mountain, the old monk stopped and said with a smile: "Bai Ze, you are very knowledgeable. Why don't you give this kid a name? Remember to ask for a good sign."

Bai Ze lowered his head and looked at the bright-eyed child, thought for a while, smiled and said, "Just called Yuanji?"

At that time, the demon child who had just succeeded in refining had countless questions to ask Bai Ze, the most knowledgeable.

"That little master, is he really good at fighting? How come you are not called a big master?"

"Your name is Bai Ze, because of your surname Bai Ming Ze? Why does anyone like to call you "Mr."? Master said it means you were born early and old. So what does Master mean? It's really a preacher for Is the father a teacher again?"

"We have a share of the world. I heard that it seems to be the largest on the ground. Is it because we have done the best?"

On the way to the mountain, Bai Ze was very patient and helped the child one by one.

Walking up to the top of the mountain, the great ancestor of the wild looked around, and finally smiled and said, "Baize, this mountain does not have a name yet. Those who can do more work, you just named it together?"

Time is in the water, and the moon does not leave the sky.

Bai Ze gave the mountain under his feet the name Tuoyue Mountain.

Finally, Bai Ze touched the child's head and said with a smile: "One yuan returns to the beginning, all things are renewed. In the future, we will practice separately and have the opportunity to retell the old."

Bai Ze retracted his sight from Tuoyue Mountain.

Fei Fei asked, "Mr. Bai will be on our side this time, right?"

Bai Ze nodded.

A big white goose rushed to the blacksmith's shop from Luopo Mountain, flicking water in the air, standing still, shaking his clothes, shaking his sleeves and crackling.

Liu Xianyang, who was so noisy and dozed off in the bamboo chair, opened his eyes immediately.

There were three chairs under the eaves, and one was just empty to serve guests. Cui Dongshan turned around, with a little toe, leaned back, and flew out. He just sat on the bamboo chair in the center with his butt. The man moved the chair to Liu Xianyang's side.

Then the two people with aura, each raised an elbow next to each other, the two sides bumped, dazzled.

"Brother Liu!"

"Brother Cui!"

A round-faced girl in cotton-padded clothes sitting on the bamboo chair at the extreme side rolled her eyes.

The names of both parties are even with a little vibrato.

Cui Dongshan wiped his mouth, craned his neck and looked at Longxu River, "Brother Liu, are there any old duck bamboo shoots in the pot?!"

Liu Xianyang smiled, rubbing his hands and said: "Is there any, I can't count it."

Yu Qianyue turned her head and stared, glaring at the white-clothed youth who was wishful thinking.

Liu Xianyang immediately understood, laughed and said: "A clever woman can't cook without rice, brother Cui, forgive me."

Then Liu Xianyang asked curiously: "Is there a business to discuss?"

Cui Dongshan waved his sleeves, "No, just come here to relax. There are not many melon seeds on the mountain. This is a decree of the right guardian. Let me go down the mountain to help buy some. Hey, according to the quotation of millet grains, say Maybe I can make some money."

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "You are embarrassed to black out the silver of millet grains?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "You don't understand, right? The guardian deliberately rewarded me with a mountain run fee."

Liu Xianyang nodded, and said the mantra of millet grains, “very clever, smart.”

Cui Dongshan hugged the back of his head with his hands, and said with emotion, "It is a good time for the rest of his life."

If the husband is still in his hometown and never traveled far away again, so much the better.

Liu Xianyang gave a hum, knowing the reason, but didn't say much. He was mainly afraid of scaring the round-faced girl who pretended not to care and listened carefully.

Cui Dongshan is talking about that old **** and Qi Jingchun, the humanity that used to be in the gambling **** Ruan Xiu, will she leave a trace, will she miss the world a little bit.

Otherwise, at the midday of Bingwu in May, the longest day in the world, there will be a great sacrifice to the heaven and the Lord’s day, with the moon.

Chen Pingan, Liu Xianyang, Song moved the chai, the credit month thrown here, coupled with the unusually abundant Longzhou water transport, were originally used by Ruan Xiu to refine the mirror.

Three people and one monster, or soul, luck, or skin, anyway, no matter what it is, they are all refined into a mirror, as the stairs of the **** of fire.

Liu Xianyang was half joking, saying that it was Li Liu, and prevented them from disaster. Because Li Liu's share of the water god's Dao divinity was "eaten" by Ruan Xiu.

Liu Xianyang said: “In fact, it’s not a gambling, it seems that she will not act like this.”

Cui Dongshan nodded and said, “I just don’t know what Qi Jingchun said to her in the end. I can’t figure it out, I can’t guess.”

It’s really not a bet, but a belief in human nature.

Liu Xianyang glanced at the Wannian Bridge that crossed the Longxu River from a distance. He didn't care about it, and smiled: "Then don't think about anything, live, there are really many things, only the ship arrives at the bridge. straight."

Cui Dongshan handed over a handful of melon seeds, tilted his palm, and poured half of it to Liu Xianyang, "Sure enough, Big Brother Liu is the most unrestrained and unrestrained."

Liu Xianyang nibble on melon seeds and stepped on the back of Cui Dongshan's foot. Liu Xianyang immediately turned his head and raised his palm, "Miss Yu?"

Credit Moon shook his head with a straight face.

But she is in a better mood.

Cui Dongshan spit out melon seed shells, and sighed: "My master sister’s mood is so sad, it is estimated that my husband will have to go out to smooth it out."

Pei Qian returned from a long trip back then, carrying the kind of foreign pastry called Wudu Bing.

On the right side of Sui, the two sides almost didn't fight.

Because Pei Qian once saw a prohibition monument in a rural village in Jinjiazhou.

The inscription contains only one sentence: it is forbidden to kill girls and boys are born on the fifth day of May.

Why should such a prohibition monument be erected? Of course, because there are too many such prohibitions, the local government needs to set up a monument to stop such tragedies.

Preferring boys to girls, abandoning baby girls, and secretly drowning in the water. The baby boy born on the fifth day of May is a bad omen and can bring disaster.

Chen Ping’an’s birthday happens to be the fifth day of May. Not only in the town, but in the entire world, children born on this day, especially baby boys, will not be seen.

Cui Dongshan finished eating the seeds, clapped his hands, smiled brightly and said: "For sir, I have to thank you, as for the affection, it is all in the seeds!"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "There are more melon seeds every year, and the more they are, the more they are, not bad."

Cui Dongshan stretched his legs and leaned back in his chair lazily, “You don’t need to exhaust the riches, the rest is to accumulate blessings. Don’t deceive yourself if you are poor, and respect yourself is to respect heaven.”

"The first time to make a fight, the first time to hold a fist, the first time to wear boots, don't get hairpins, and the first time to call myself a husband."

"Whenever I think of Mr. doing this, as a student, I can't help but want to laugh."

Liu Xianyang licked melon seeds, listened to the words of the big white goose, nodded and said: "Good people have a good night, and Ji people have their own heavens. According to our old saying, there will be one or two bitter winds in front of anyone's house. The sooner you come, the better, and then get over it, you can feel at ease and enjoy the blessing. Otherwise, wait until you are too old to jump the wall, and then there will be a bitter wind, you can't avoid it, and you can't stand it. Besides, the more you eat The better you know that you can eat anything under the sun, but you can’t eat food for children and grandchildren. That’s why we have the term “leftover”."

Cui Dongshan stood up and said with a smile: "Go, don't delay Big Brother Liu from getting busy."

Liu Xianyang waved his hand.

Before Cui Dongshan left, his hippie smiled and said, “Some things are best done after getting married and visiting the church. It’s more reasonable. It’s just that the firewood is raging and the sky thunders in the fire.

Liu Xianyang smiled awkwardly.

Credit Yueyue with a smile and said: "Things gather people into groups."

After the big white goose got out.

Liu Xianyang did not continue to doze off and practice swords in his dream, and talked about old things with the girl Yu.

Said that there is a local customs in the town, asking for dinner and dreaming for dinner, because according to the local accent of the town, "asked" and "dream" are homophonic.

It is on the New Year’s Eve, every household has eaten the New Year’s Eve dinner, the old people will stay at home and open the door to entertain guests, guarding the stove, the table is full of wine and dishes, young and strong men visit each other and serve. Drinking, the relationship is good, just drink a few more glasses, the relationship is flat, after a drink, change the place, the children are more lively, after changing into new clothes one by one, they are often in groups, walking around, everyone slanting back. A cotton satchel is filled with melons, fruits, pastries, melon seeds, peanuts, sugarcane, etc., and when it is full, I ran home immediately.

asked Yueyue: "Is it the custom of the entire Longzhou?"

Haoran Under the mountains of Jiuzhou, almost everyone has the habit of vigil. Of course, she knew this credit month, but she just asked about supper, which was the first time she heard.

In the few years since she came here, at most only in the twelfth lunar month, she followed Liu Xianyang to Hongzhu Town to rush several times to buy some new year goods.

Liu Xianyang shook his head, "It's only unique to our small town. In recent years, more and more people have moved to Zhoucheng, Juncheng, and this custom has faded. It is estimated that in another twenty or thirty years, it will be completely Don’t pay attention to it."

On Fulu Street and Taoye Alley, it seems to be very boring to ask about supper. On the contrary, the poor alley is more noisy. It is like a kind of poor people who have no money, but it is lively and popular. It is hard to describe. The taste of the year and humanity.

Before Chen Ping’an met Liu Xianyang and Gu Can’s birth, every Lunar New Year’s Eve, he would stay alone in the house in Mud Bottle Alley until dawn. It was destined that no neighbor from the neighborhood would come to the door, and he would not go. As soon as he came to the house, there was only one person. It seemed that he could not get away. Besides, he was not welcome. No one would like to see him on this day. Those old people who are willing to be close to Chen Ping’an, even if they are willing to be with Chen on weekdays. Talking about peace is without restraint. Only on this day, there must be some taboos. The old people are mainly afraid that the young people at home will feel bad. They will not have trouble with their family because of an outsider. Happy.

Credit Yue listened to Liu Xianyang's past, whispered: "Hanguan was so pitiful when he was a child."

Liu Xianyang stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself, "After meeting my friend, Chen Ping'an is much better. Every time I have a New Year’s Eve dinner, I close my door and go to Ni Ping Alley to accompany Chen Ping'an and get a treat. Use the tongs to poke the charcoal on the small stove and watch the year together."

In fact, Liu Xianyang often fell asleep very early, but Chen Ping’an sat quietly by the fireside until dawn.

Chenyue suddenly wondered: "Then you closed the door at your own house, so you don't have to wait for guests?"

Liu Xianyang laughed and said, “I’m so poor that my eldest brother and 2nd elder brothers don’t meet each other, so what kind of guest to be with.”

Credit Yue, I understand this sentence, it is a unique saying of Liu Xianyang, gold is the master, silver is the uncle, two kinds of copper coins are called big brother and second brother.

In the past, ordinary people outside of Fulu Street and Taoye Alley in the small town, inside the general portal, money exchanges, it is not necessary for gold and silver. Unless it is the kiln heads of those dragon kilns and some skilled masters, their salaries will be calculated in silver.

asked Yueyue: "Keeping together, what can you two talk about? Didn’t you say that the hidden official at that time was a dull gourd who didn’t fart? Isn’t it boring?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, “Chen Pingan doesn’t talk much, but he is not a dumb man.”

Liu Xianyang was silent for a moment, "Besides, on my side, this kid is still willing to say a few more words."

Credit Yue turned his head and glanced at Liu Xianyang.

This guy can only be extremely proud, especially proud, when he talks about his friend.

Chen Ping’an’s valuables were pawned for sale when he was a child. I would really say something to Liu Xianyang,

For example, first repair the tombs of parents and mothers. The few fields left by the ancestors are not a few acres. The east and the west are one piece, and it is best to buy it back. If you make more money, you will build your ancestral house, and you still have money left. The house next door that seems to be unoccupied when you were young will have to be bought. In fact, when Chen Ping'an was an apprentice as a kiln worker, in addition to the messy expenses on Gu Can, he could still save some money, but he was borrowed by Liu Xianyang, which caused misfortune. Liu Xianyang has never concealed these things on the credit month side.

"Later there was a little slug that dragged oil bottles in Mud Bottle Alley, and Chen Ping'an had a little more smiling face. He really regarded Gu Can as his own brother, or maybe... because he couldn't feel sorry for himself when he was a child. Now, I feel more distressed for the little slug that is in front of me every day. And Gu Can did stick to Chen Pingan when he was young. Few people know that in the early years, Chen Pingan almost taught Gu Can to talk and walk by hand. Over there, the widow and orphan, Gu Can's mother, did not want to remarry in order to support the family in those years. In fact, she had no time at all during the week. Often she would just leave Gu Can casually and leave it to Chen Ping An. "

I can’t imagine what it would be like for a young man who didn’t know a few words himself, holding a branch, squatting on the ground, and teaching a little slug to write the word "Gu Can".

makes others feel funny, but it seems that they can’t laugh.

Suffering hardship is the only kind of knowledge that does not need to be taught by others. Perhaps the only thing that is more bitter than suffering is that you can't wait for a bitterness to come.

Credit Months Listening to these old almanacs that are not long ago,

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "Don’t think it’s such a big deal. In other words, compared to practicing in the mountains, it’s not just the chicken **** and dog **** in the alleys, every year, every family. Don’t you think Chen Ping’an is. After experiencing this, I became a boring gourd. I heard from the neighbors in the neighborhood near Ni Ping Alley that the guy didn’t talk much when he was a kid. In the memories of the old people, there are many sayings, each different, the only way to say That kid’s eyes have been very bright since he was a child."

Credit Yueyue silently recite the phrase "Liangtang", then nodded and said: "It's a very good phrase."

Liu Xianyang triumphantly said: "My hometown has too many old talkers."

Xinyue wondered: "Liangtang doesn't seem to be the native language unique to your town, right?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Then the other girl is just fine."

After , Liu Xianyang started to doze off with his eyes closed.

Crying Yueyue went to the river, she was afraid that some people in the town would like to smash rocks and steal ducks.

One day afterwards, the ancestor hall of the Longquan Jianzong was relocated, and Ruan Qiong would rarely go back here. Heyue just happened to be walking by the river.

tentatively asked: "Master Ruan, do you want to eat dried duck bamboo shoots?"

She suddenly smiled shyly, both distressed and embarrassed about the group of ducks she had carefully raised, "I am not old."

Pray in my heart, Master Ruan, you will be polite, please don’t nod this head.

Ruan Qiong only remembered that when he was on the road, in the Longxu River near the blacksmith shop, there seemed to be a group of ducks pouring cheerfully.

The man rarely smiled, and shook his head.

Master Ruan shook his head. On the contrary, the conscience became uneasy. That's all, it was left to Liu Xianyang to deal with. She pretended that she hadn't seen anything, and just waited for the steaming old duck bamboo shoots to be served on the table. Put down the chopsticks again.

Ruan Qiong asked, "Where is Liu Xianyang?"

Xie Yue blinked her eyes, she is not good to lie to Master Ruan, then pretend to be stupid.

Ruan Qiong said helplessly: "I have something to do with him."

Xie Yue seemed to temporarily remember where Liu Xianyang had gone, and said, "I don’t know. He just said, “There are fighters in the neighboring town, and he was given a crown to save him.” So he ran to the town. Go ahead with business, after all, you are a scholar."

Ruan Qiong glanced at the small town a few times. In one street, two old ladies were scratching their faces and pulling their hair.

Liu Xianyang squatted with a group of young men and big kids to eat sunflower seeds and watch the fun.

It is said that when people grow up, their hometown is small.

I also said that there is no scenery in the places I frequent.

On Liu Xianyang's side, there is no such saying.

asked Yueyue: "Can I call him back for help?"

"No need, things are not urgent." Ruan Qiong waved his hand. Two bamboo chairs were placed under the eaves. Ruan Qiong went to the house and moved out the bench.

Credit month still reminded Liu Xianyang to come back quickly.

Liu Xianyang immediately ran back from the arch bridge, but it was a pity that the two aunts were about to tear each other's clothes.

After Liu Xianyang took his seat, Xie Yue had already returned to the house.

Ruan Qiong was silent for a long time before he said, "Liu Xianyang."

Liu Xianyang questioned: "Huh?"

Tiesmith Ruan is a bit weird today. Why, do you miss your little disciple so much? So that he came here just to call a name?

Ruan Qiong continued to be silent.

Liu Xianyang handed over a jug of wine,

Ruan Qiong did not refuse, but after taking the hip flask, the old man began to drink boring wine.

Liu Xianyang didn't drink alcohol by herself. He raised his feet with his hands on his sleeves, and the two shoes gently bumped against each other.

Ruan Qiong suddenly said, “If I didn’t stop them both back then, would it be better now?”

Liu Xianyang was speechless for a while.

At this moment, Liu Xianyang, who has always believed that he can speak well, really does not know how to say a word.

Drinking wine, Ruan Qiong said in a hoarse voice: "Blame me."

Liu Xianyang looked forward and whispered softly: "Master, don't say that, don't think so, really."

Ruan Qiong remained silent for a long time before he said, "Is there any wine?"

Liu Xianyang then brought out two bottles of wine, two masters and apprentices, one for each.

Drinking one is afraid of not drinking enough, second is afraid of not being drunk, and most afraid of not feeling that you are drinking while drinking.

Life is short, but sadness is long.

Chen Ping’an’s heart.

A heart lake is flat like a mirror, and all the mental scenes on the water surface, the sun, the moon and the stars, the library, the graves, etc., are all reflected in it, not bad at all.

The state of mind is the mirror.

Only one thing is extra.

Like under the water, on the other side of the mirror, there is a person standing.

Therefore, once the mirror is upside down, it is veritable upset.

“This person” at first glance is Chen Ping’an himself, but at first glance, it is more like that of Chen Ping’an who is a great capital and purely divine. If someone stares at him for a long time, he will be plausible with the first two.

This person keeps his eyes closed, with a calm smile on his face, walking slowly on the mirror. The heaven and the earth are silent, silent and silent, like a grave.

It seems that only the human heart of the monk can be the only non-existent boundary in the long river of time, or the long river of time chooses to stay eternally here.

The golden arch bridge.

Li Zhen smiled and said: "I declare in advance, I promise that this is the last time I am gloating! The Hidden Officer did not choose the credit month, but temporarily changed his mind and chose the middle moon moon. Is it a small accident? Do you need my help? Do you want to stop the sword repair? Or even this kind of thing is within the calculation of the husband?"

Zhou Mi shook his head, "I never counted it, it was an accident."

Li Zhen took a few steps back, jumped, sat on the railing, arms around his chest, dazed.

The territory of New Heaven is too big, and there are too few people who can chat.

Lizhen asked, "What was that guy thinking about ten thousand years ago? Why is it that Sister Ruan and Li Liu are now fighting a battle between fire and water, where the earth is cracked and the sea is dry?"

Ruan Xiu, who had been standing on the railing, turned her head when she heard the words, and looked at Lizhen, the successor of the armored man.

Lizhen immediately changed the subject, "A little earlier, why did other gods create a human race on the earth?"

The gods will pursue the immortality of the golden body and the inability to self-destruct.

Zhou Mi smiled and gave the answer in his heart, "The truly immortal feel the most lonely."

is alone.

is unlikely to be alone. Because of the ultimate divinity, this perception is not allowed.

Even if you have it for a short time, you know it is an illusion.

Ancient gods, gods on the head.

Lizhen began to mutter to herself.

Whoever will shake the world will be silent for a long time.

Whoever will ignite the lightning will eternally drift like a cloud.