Chapter 874： Fall

(There is still a 4D chapter before one o'clock in the morning.)

Lu Chen rolled his sleeves and waved his hand to create a ban on heaven and earth, helping Chen Ping'an to hide the bleak weather of the fall, and reminded with his heart: "Since you have planned for a long time, things far away in the sky, anyway, you can't control it. Then leave it alone, it's better to clean up the immediate matter first and return to the city immediately."

Half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, where He Dao is located, can help Chen Ping An to stabilize Dao's heart and realm.

The mountains and rivers within the small world of the human body, a heart of Tao, like a flat boat, drifting in the stormy waves, then the half of the Great Wall of Jianqi where Hedao is located is the best ballast in the world.

Chen Ping’an nodded, and said hoarsely: "Wait a moment."

Lu Shen asked, "Why don't you fall to the front of the city? At least you don't have to suffer so much."

Chen Pingan gave an answer that made Lu Chen speechless, "The monk fell into the realm, and the mountains and rivers are broken, but they can benefit the martial arts. According to the method taught by Uncle Li, I can find out more of the "mountain and river" context formed by flesh and blood. It can also be regarded as a means to improve the physique of the martial artist."

Lu Shen instantly understood.

Wufu is full of vigor and knowledge.

Take a trip to the barren world. For Chen Ping An, who was in a terrible fall, of course, he couldn’t afford to suffer for nothing.

At the moment, there was a drag oil bottle beside the two of them. It remained silent all the time, carefully looking at the two human monks.

A young human sword repairer, and a self-proclaimed helper by the former.

One decline, one rise.

This makes it very surprised. The fourteenth realm cultivation base can also borrow people?

This is more shocking than seeing a fourteen-level monk.

The world after ten thousand years is really surprising.

Through the picture scroll of time given to it by that existence and several books similar to "Shanhaizhi", it learned that the person in front of it was a Taoist priest.

In the ancient times, the world’s qimen, regardless of the human race or the monster race, were collectively referred to as Taoists.

I never imagined that there is now a monk's way, as if the word "dao" has been monopolized by the Taoist priests.

The lotus crown worn on the head of the young Taoist priest is one of the status symbols of the Bai Yujing Taoist priests.

Lu Chen was also observing the ancient great monster who was repairing the ascending realm sword.

It's only a few steps away, and I'm worried that the other party will give myself a sword without asking indiscriminately.

At this moment, the big demon turned into a young face, looking at the age of a weak crown, yellow hat and blue shoes, and a linen shirt.

But it doesn’t seem to be a bit hostile, on the contrary, it looks like a horrendous scholar who travels to study, or from a relatively poor family background.

The problem is what it looks like as a fart. It is indeed an ancient monster whose combat power can be completely comparable to the barbaric old throne.

Lu Shen asked in his heart: "It followed up to the top of the city? This guy's natal magic seems to be able to control the heartstrings, we all have to relax a little."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Let it follow."

Chen Ping’an certainly can’t believe it, but she can’t believe it.

On the road of spiritual practice, I am used to complicating simple problems all the time, thinking and thinking, thinking more and more. It seems to be thankless, but in fact, in order to one day, face all the messy and complicated situations and be able to solve complex problems. Simplified, this is another kind of flower and fruit at the same time.

Lu Shen stretched out his hand to put Chen Ping’an's arm, shrank the mountains and rivers, and came to the city together.

When he arrived at the head of the city, Chen Pingan sat on the ground and sat cross-legged on the head of the city. He put his hands on his knees and exhaled a heavy breath. Although his body and spirit were bleak, the martial artist was so strong that he still made the monster look at him with admiration and physical toughness. , I'm not losing to the Monster Race. Seeing the young race's palm facing up, breathing and breathing gently, it is a life thing that moves the five elements, its face is seven orifices, the mist is like white snakes, and between the sleeves, it is like a green dragon lingering around.

It nodded in approval and said: "Good weather."

Somehow, when I came here, I had already learned the Da Ya dialect of Zhongtu Shenzhou and the Dali Mandarin dialect of Aquarius.

Lu Shen reminded: "It is best to take out all the external objects that have not been practiced."

Chen Ping An took a deep breath, and took off the night tour behind him, a sword-raising gourd that had been a hip flask for many years.

Take out the "Xing Xing Zhan Kan" two narrow knives with different kings and ministers.

A whisk, a set of sword formations, and a coral pen holder. Three treasures of the rank of immortal soldiers.

The eyelids trembled when he saw the Ascending Realm Monster Race Sword Repair.

is not an ancient **** soldier, or a fairy soldier cast by later generations.

Lu Shen was just like a babbling housekeeper, and continued to ask: "How to deal with this inexplicable guy in front of me?"

Chen Ping’an can rest assured to be a hand-handling shopkeeper. Lu Chen can’t rest assured that there is an Ascendant Peak Swordsman next to him. If he is the only one present, even face-to-face quarrels will be indifferent, but if he wants to protect Chen Ping’an, Lu Chen is really worried. .

Chen Ping’an obviously did not intend to just pick up his sons like this. He was not in a hurry to become immersed, and turned around and asked, “Did you give yourself an alias?

The big demon immediately knelt down and whispered: "Never."

Chen Ping’an thought for a while, and suggested: “It’s better to say, like a candle, like a candle, like a candle, like a candle. How do you feel about it?”

The big demon nodded and said: "Good name."

It seemed to feel that it was not sincere enough, and added a saying, "Fortunately."

Chen Ping’an smiled and said: “But in my hometown, whether monks or ordinary people want to take root, you can give yourself a pseudonym as soon as the household registration file says.”

The real body of this great demon is a spider.

And spiders are also called pro-kee and Xizi.

So in the small town of Chen Ping’an’s hometown, there is an old saying that has been passed down orally from generation to generation, "Spiders gather Pepsi." The old people use spiders to make webs as a sign of joy. They saw spider webs at home. No matter whether there are spiders in the webs or not, the owner of the house does not usually clean them. Only during the New Year's Day, the old man gently rolls it up with a broomstick. , And then let the children at home take the broom and send it out. The child holding the broom on the way also needs to say a few words like "Thank you for the old, please add the new happy", which means saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

When Chen Ping’an left his hometown for a long trip, he discovered that Haoran had the custom of Qixi Festival. The women wore new clothes and placed melon and fruit cakes in the courtyard. They looked like spider webs, as well as hand-made colorful embroidered paper-cuts. After burning incense and candles, The woman held the colored thread in her hand, facing the lamp shadow, and threaded the thread through the pinhole, in order to be clever with the gods.

If the real body of the Great Sword Immortal Zhang Lu, Tianlu, is a kind of auspicious beast, then the spider is a kind of happy insect that can predict auspiciousness. Chen Ping'an also found patterns on some temple murals and some literati calligraphy and paintings with spider silk hanging down and spiders hovering, and it was called "Happy Falling from the Sky".

You must know that Chen Ping’an is a man who is on the threshold of Qingfufang’s shop and refuses to move without waiting for the phrase "Gong Xi Fa Cai".

It smiled and said, "Let me think about it."

Flicking through the books in Xinhu, planning to find a more elegant pseudonym for herself.

Lu Chen rubbed his eyes, this fellow Taoist even had a somewhat shy look.

I met for the first time in that round of Haocai Mingyue, but it was not such a gentle temper.

It glanced at the vast territory south of the city head, and remembered the previous conversation.

If the master expells you, you will return a swordsmanship to me.

the host?

The light and fluttering sentence of one of the highest ones, it was like Bai Ze held his head and smashed hundreds of big pits on the ground in the early years, and then dragged it to the bright moon and threw it fiercely, smashing into a "old nest".

It’s swordsmanship, in the early years, it was the sword-holder who had been asking for it.

As for ten thousand years later, Bai Ze let it wake up and then wake up, of course, after climbing to practice, Bai Ze has been severely taught.

When it heard that name, it immediately came to a sudden. I dare not say one more word.

Even because it was worried about troubles, it took the initiative to use an ancient "closing the mountain" secret technique to block all reveries related to the word "master".

only left a very heavy thought for himself, reminding himself not to disobey this person, a human monk named Chen Ping'an.

So Lu Chen said that it is good at manipulating heartstrings, and what he said is true.

Chen Ping’an said: “We have three chapters of the law, and we have returned to the world with me. Daoists must abide by it.

It sternly said: "Master, please speak."

In the gap between finding a name for herself, she also learned a lot of how to call her.

"First, after returning to my hometown with me, you are not allowed to shoot at a trainer who is below the Yupu realm, no matter what the reason is."

It nodded, the Qi trainer under the upper five realms, all magic magic powers, all attacking magic weapons, even the flying swords of sword repair, just treat it as tickling it, and worry about it.

"Secondly, in the ascendant realm, the two monks of Yupu and Immortal encounter conflicts. You can detain them and ban them, but you can't kill them without authorization based on your preferences."

It still has no objections.

The avenue is dangerous, so be careful.

When I woke up this time, I first encountered a large number of sword repairers. There was a bright moon in the sky. No, it was two bright moons. If you said nothing, it was gone. Then I looked down and added that there was a missing moon in the world. mountain.

Today's awe-inspiring world is too scary.

The son reminded him that he seemed to be restrained, but in fact he was kind, and he had to know what was good or bad.

"Finally, when you get to my hometown, you will treat it as if you were going to the village, do as the customs, talk less, watch more, practice carefully, and be a good person."

"In addition to these three things, my downfall mountain has few rules and no landscape taboos. In addition to the realm, you still need to cover up, so that you don't need to deliberately conceal your identity as a monster."

It nodded, "I have written all the reminders from the son."

Chen Pingan glanced at Lu Shen.

In fact, Chen Ping’an is also very strange. It seems that the amiable “young” monk in front of him is too far apart from the Ascendant Swordsman who first met on the side of the bright moon and on the spider silk.

Speaking like a schoolboy who is listening to the teacher's lectures.

Lu Shen said in his heart: "It may be a kind of secret swordsmanship to cut the character, suppressing all the fierce nature, this kind of thing, you are not unfamiliar."

Chen Ping’an said, “In the future, in the Haoran world, I will help you to be rational when you encounter an unreasonable monk. You have to adapt quickly to this kind of going to the village and doing the same.”

It smiled and said nothing.

After all, is an ascending realm sword repairman. In the wild world where the strong respects the strong, he still has to rely on the realm to speak.

Chen Ping’an didn’t take it seriously, and smiled: “After talking about the truth, you will come out again.”

It just hummed, it's pretty much the same.

It saw that Chen Ping’an was going to heal his injuries, and said: “Young Master, I have given myself a pseudonym, ‘unfamiliar’, is it appropriate? If the Young Master thinks it is feasible, he will call me a little stranger later.”

Lu Shen smiled awkwardly. Eavesdropping is really not authentic.

At the same time, Lu Chen secretly raised the level of swordsmanship of this senior Xi Zhu.

Chen Ping’an is not much better. He takes one bite at a time, and finally cultivates a kind of supernatural powers that can be heard by the old cook, but then he has another one?

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “What’s wrong with this. But you can just call my name later.”

It nodded and said: "Okay, son."

"Xiao Mo, this is a meeting ceremony."

Chen Pingan spread out his palms, like a pocket-sized moon, rising slowly among the mountains and rivers in the palm of his palm, hanging high in the sky, the moonlight shattered by the long sword was broken and round.

Lu Shen smiled.

"This is my gift to the son in return."

It twisted the bright moon with two fingers, gently put it in its sleeve, and then turned its palm. There was an ancient relic, Qionglou Yuyu, full of moonlight and snowy white. Under closer inspection, more than a hundred buildings, ancient styles, Row upon row.

Lu Shen's eyes hinted that Chen Ping’an, don’t be so polite.

This is a veritable former site of the Moon Palace, such as the Dragon Palace of the ancient Dragon King of the Four Seas!

Chen Ping’an thanked him and put it in his sleeve without hesitation.

After Liu Xianyang and Xie Yue’s wedding, there was money for them.

Lu Shen sighed and roughly guessed Chen Ping’an’s

Thinking, the boy with good fortune, really is a boy with good fortune.

Chen Ping’an began to stabilize his realm, just like a **** in the world, he had to quell his rebellion and clean up the old mountains and rivers.

Returning from the end of Wu Fu to the real level fell to a level of vigor.

From the monk's Yupu realm, he fell all the way to the Jindan realm.

Lu Chen and Daoist Xi Zhu sat farther away, chatting together.

I took out two pots of special peach pulp immortal brew from Baiyu Jingshen Xiaocheng, and took out a piece of talisman paper as big as a sketch of a bucket as a tablecloth, put a few dishes with wine, hand-picked cucumbers, cold pig ears, and finally a plate Pine nuts and almonds are full of dangdang.

Looking at the slightly restrained Daoist Xizhu, Lu Chen became more and more surprised, controlling his mood and changing his mind.

This is obviously a method of ancient gods. These old predecessors have used many lost methods, which is really eye-opening.

Lu Shen asked with a smile: "Senior Xi Zhu returned to the world this time, how do you feel about it?"

Xiao Mo looked melancholy and said: "There are two things that are two different things, but friends are scattered, the heart is like a knife, and the grief is broken, and the feelings are uncontrollable."

Pause for a moment, Xiao Mo raised the wine glass and made a more concise summary of his mood, just one word, "Bitter."

Lu Chen followed by raising the wine glass and tapping it lightly, "I heard this, the trail is about to stop Senior."

Xiao Mo said, “But it’s okay to say.”

Lu Shen smiled and said: "Life is hard to come by. Besides, there are people who share hardships, and suffering will not be so bitter."

Xiao Mo was deeply impressed, and smiled: "Friend Lu Daoist sees you well."

Lu Shen asked: "The predecessors seem to be in the later generations...the reputation is not obvious?"

The implication is that you have such a high level of predecessor, why you have not left a series of feats in the wild world, which will be passed down in the world for thousands of years.

Xiao Mo nodded and said: "I like to concentrate on swordsmanship. I don't like to fight with anyone. I'm really good at doing things with power and prestige."

Lu Shen sighed, "The hero is nameless, it's wrong in the world. You must go with your predecessor."

After Xiao Mo and Lu Chen each drank a glass of wine, they thought for a while, "I once hunted down Yang Zhi, but unfortunately I was not good at swordsmanship. It took more than a month to kill Yang Zhi, but Zhu Nian stopped and saved him. , I was one enemy two, and I ran away if I couldn't fight."

Lu Chen shook his hand and almost spilled the drink on the ground. He quickly cast a spell to pour the drink back into the glass, then drank it with his head up, wiped the corners of his mouth, and quickly apologized: "I heard that the feat is like a thunderbolt in the sky. Got a gaffe."

Although Xiao Mo had doubts in his heart, a fourteenth-level monk, why did he make a fuss about this kind of thing.

But the other party was like that...Joining, Xiao Mo also smiled a little more on his face.

There is no way, this ancient great demon that has been sleeping for a long time has more memories, or those tragic battles in which all the gods fell like heavy rain ten thousand years ago, and the corpses of the great demon piled up into mountains after the death of the great demon. Nowadays, the majestic mountains that are regarded as the "ancestral mountains" and "main peaks" in the barbaric world are almost all turned into "remnants" of the corpse of the great demon's true body.

Naturally, it never feels that any catch and fight is worthy of the word "peak".

Lu Shen and Xiao Mo talked about the old co-owner of Diluohe and the ancestors who moved to the mountain.

Zhu Wei is still happy and happy now, but on the contrary, he was detained by the Confucian Temple at the site of the alchemy furnace abandoned by Daozu.

Xiao Mo listened seriously, apparently an excellent listener. After Lu Chen finished nagging, he took a sip of wine, "It turns out that Zhu Wei and Yang Zhi have never formed a Taoist couple."

Looking around, Xiao Mo then sighed with emotion: "The Dao is uncertain, and the Three Realms are insecure. It is like being in a fire house, full of suffering, endless karma, and terrible fear."

Lu Shen nodded and said: "The fire house in the Three Realms, the clouds and the water are cool, and it is becoming more and more valuable for people to travel freely."

Lu Chen picked up a chopsticks dish, chewed slowly, and asked curiously, "Senior is still studying Buddhism?"

Xiaomo smiled, “I was fortunate enough to listen to a monk's statement under the bodhi tree. It is beyond the barriers of words and can accommodate guests from all directions. It is truly incomparable.”

Lu Shen couldn't talk anymore.

He has never dared to deal with the Buddha.

Xiao Mo asked: "The son in his hometown, seems to have a major legacy?"

Lu Shen nodded and shook his head, "Yes, no more."

Wen Hai is careful, young hidden official, two completely different kinds of people.

Careful, pursue the maximization of profit.

Chen Pingan is always pursuing errorlessness and preventing the worst result from appearing.

As Chen Ping’s successor, Baidicheng Zheng Juzhong, in fact, did not rank high on the top of Zhongtu Shenzhou earlier.

Otherwise, Pei Cup brought his disciple Cao Ci back from the Great Wall of Jianqi, and returned to Middle Earth from the Fallen Mountain, and asked about Baidi City.

But for the hidden Zheng Juzhong, Lu Chen always felt that he couldn't be too high on him.

Only Thousand Days is a thief, there is no reason for Thousand Days to prevent thieves.

When Zhou Mi felt that Chen Ping’an was most complacent, and the saint of rites never sat in the awe-inspiring world, the opportunity was indeed rare and fleeting.

Then, Zheng Juzhong, who has already entered the fourteenth realm, is indeed the most suitable person to play against Zhou Mi’s "irrational hand".

The question is, did Chen Ping An intercede with Zheng Juzhong? Or did you do something quietly?

In either case, Lu Chen felt that Chen Ping’an would pay a high price.

Xiao Mo said: "When I follow the son back to my hometown, I think there is always a chance to do my best."

Lu Shen smiled and said, "You can have it, not too much."

Xiao Mo nodded and said yes, then looked into the distance, smiled and said, "I learn the sword faster, and make the sword faster."

Only mentioning swordsmanship, did it reveal the aura that a peak demon should have.

After , Lu Chen and Xiao Mo talked about the customs of the world.

In fact, there is no shortage of strange people and strangers in the world.

Qing Ming Tianxia, ​​the territory is roughly divided into nineteen states, while Haoran is Jiuzhou. It can be seen that the mountain and water transportation of the two worlds are very different.

Even in a world full of Taoist officials, there are still some temples. Those Buddhist monasteries and dragon elephants, the Dharma is difficult and incredible, beyond imagination. Lu Shen traveled the world and visited the big temple. There was an old monk in a small temple who was an unknown person. He was close to the heart of the sky. The room where the old abbot was located was a place that could accommodate thousands of teachers and sons. seat.

Xuan Du Guan Sun Daochang, Wu Shuangjiang, needless to say.

The year-old Chu Gong Shou Sui, the guy with the nickname Xiao Bai, seems to be overestimated, but in fact has been underestimated.

A free repair sword fairy named Nie Bixia in Yanzhou, who has been in the cloud and water for three thousand years, his whereabouts are uncertain, playing the world.

The great monk Yuan Huanxian, the Taoist name is Nanyang Yu, the nickname is a ci poet, and an iron flute is attached to his waist. He claims to be "Heaven knows me sincerely", but he is the existence of "Heaven raises the word man with a hundred evils."

A Shanyin feather guest, named Taiyi, likes to raise geese.

Lu Chen mentioned more than a dozen names in one breath, and the life and deeds of any Taoist official can be written as a strange and strange.

As for the way of martial arts, Lin Jiangxian, the world's first martial artist.

And the hard work of Runyue Peak.

'S name is hard work. As a result, martial arts practice is not hard at all, even if you switch to practice, it is not hard.

Knowing that naming works so well, Lu Chen changed his name to "Lu Youdi" and Taoist name "Ant".

The Bai Yujing in the Qingming world is similar to the Middle-earth God Continent in the awe-inspiring world, not the Middle-earth Confucian Temple.

is in charge of the entire world and its jurisdiction is like a private boundary of a sect. On the other hand, the territory that really belongs to the Confucian Temple is actually only the Three University Palace and the 72 Academy.

These things are all talks between Lu Chen and Xiaomo Dao friends at the wine table at first sight.

I just accidentally listened to the young hidden official. How could it be considered that Bai Yu Jinglu Zhangjiao collided with the enemy and rebelled and killed the individual unjustly.

Whoever dares to wrong the poor Dao, the poor Dao is about to move out of Brother Yu.

Although Chen Ping’an is like an old monk entering Ding, in fact, the conversation between Lu Chen and Xiao Mo can be heard.

Before Ning Yao from the colorful world, the sword soared soaring, if it was not a temporary intention, otherwise she could bring Chen Ping an a piece of spy information about the Qingming world, which is the result of the collection of the sword repair of Feishengcheng, roughly recorded. Major events that have occurred in the Qing Ming world in the last thousand years.

The "intelligence" taught by Zhang Lu can of course be able to find out and fill in the gaps, and compared to those rumors, they will be closer to the truth.

"Lu Daoyou's second hometown, high-ranking people come out in large numbers. Presumably, Bai Yujing, who is a big leader in the world, will only be even more unattainable."

Xiao Mo sighed with emotion: "I will not go to travel in the future."

Lu Shen smiled and said nothing, this was too early.

Xiao Mo asked: "What is the place of the son's hometown?"

After all, I will settle down there in the future.

Lu Chen was full of triumph. He held a cup in one hand, shook it lightly, held chopsticks in one hand, and flew under the chopsticks. He said vaguely: "The Taoist friend is asking the right person. Xiaodao has set up a fortune-telling booth for many years. Well, there is a reputation, old, young, women and children, when they saw the trail, their eyes and complexions were full of enthusiasm from the heart, let’s make an analogy, your son, how was he seen in the Great Wall of Jianqi? That old Lizhu Cave Sky is just how popular it is."

Xiao Mo leaned forward, holding his sleeves empty with one hand, and twisting an almond from the dish with the other. Listening to Lu Daoyou's words, he put the dry-fried almond in his mouth and chewed and swallowed it before he nodded clearly. : "Friend Lu Dao is very popular, I don't think it is strange."

Lu Chen raised his hand holding the chopsticks, blocked his mouth, and lowered his voice: "It's just that Brother Xiao Mo needs to pay attention to something. When you get there, listen to your son's advice, and you really have to be careful. As for the reason, let Xiaodao be Fellow Daoist said slowly."

Xiao Mo listened to Lu Daoyou's introduction, and was full of vigilance at the Lizhu Cave Sky, frowned slightly, and was very sad. As expected, he was a veritable dead man.

But the most dangerous thing has actually passed.

Because there is no need to return swordsmanship for the time being.

Once Chen Pingan, the young hidden official, engraved the characters "ping" or "安", or the words "Qing" and "Du" on the side of the city.

Then it will be brought back to the city’s head by the supreme being who taught him swordsmanship, then stand still, and be cut off by Chen Ping’an, anyway, it will have to let the latter cut out an engraved combat merit.

Add the previously existing "Chen" character.

may come together with two names, or Chen Pingan.

Either Chen Qingdu.

Chen Qingdu, Xiao Mo is of course very familiar.

was a sword repairer who was not the best in his early years, but had the most stable ascent. After reaching the summit, Chen Qingdu was the most difficult to deal with, the sword was the most ruthless, and there were many strange things.

Lu Chen raised his wine glass, “I can rest assured if there is a small street friend as the protector.”

Xiao Mo shook his head and said: "I'm not a protector, I'm just a dead man."

It does not have so many curved intestines.

Just like meeting the supreme being before, the two sides reunited after a long time. Even after ten thousand years, it is still grateful and awe is still there.

will never fight back. This has nothing to do with the swordsmanship and realm of both sides.

Otherwise, even if you are against Bai Ze, if there is a dispute, there is really a great dispute involving life and death, even if it can't be beaten, is it possible that you can't even fight to the death?

When will sword repair only hand swords to the lower realm? There is no such reason.

In addition to fighting with Bai Ze from the world to the bright moon "Hao Cai", the great ancestor who later occupied Tuoyue Mountain and opened up the Hall of Heroes rises.

There is even the first monk in heaven and earth.

There are two sword repairmen who are in the same generation as Chen Qingdu, one is Yuanxiang and the other is Longjun.

Which one hasn't played before?

Of course, they all lost.

"Brother Xiaomo, what do you think is the most important thing to be a human being?"

"Living for a long time."

For example, ten thousand years ago, it formed a net to catch all the “flying birds” in the sky. The genus of Luan, Phoenix, and Crane, are all food for the belly.

There is another one who flutters his wings and travels between the world and the earth, who likes to drive away from the sea.

Jiaolong, after gathering, swallow again.

"Friends Lu does not seem to agree?"

"You have to speak of conscience. People treat people as scholars, and I serve as scholars."

Xiao Mo quickly checked the Xinhu books to find the meaning of the word "Guoshi".

"Before you return to your hometown, can you go to see Xiancha."

Chen Ping’an suddenly asked: “Of course it’s not to let you recognize his identity as the first apprentice. This is your own family affair, and I don’t mix it up.”

Xiancha, also known as Gu Qingsong, is a strange man who doesn't move in the name of realm.

He once helped Lu Shen to punt the sea to visit the immortals, so Cao Rong and He Xiaoliang have been regarded as unregistered disciples of the master Lu Shen.

Gu Qingsong was at the Confucian Temple. He had promised himself that in the future, he would take care of all the disciples of Luoposhan he met on the path of spiritual practice.

Lu Shenqi smiled and said: "You just don't take the fall seriously?!"

Chen Ping’an said: “Habits are good, practice makes perfect.”

That’s why you don’t know when I am here, how many times the golden core has been broken, and how many times have fallen.

Xiao Mo sighed sincerely: "The young master is a true sword and immortal."

Lu Shen said: "No problem, I promised you, just meet that fool."

Chen Ping’an even had spare energy and threw something to Lu Chen.

After Lu Shen took over, it was the coral pen holder, and said in surprise: "Gave me away?!"

The young hidden official squinted at Lu Zhangjiao.

Lu Shen said angrily: "I can try to get half of the Dragon Palace revenue from Wang Dongzhi, but how do we divide the accounts?"

Chen Ping’an said: “Teacher Lu takes care of it, according to his conscience.”

Xiao Mo smiled and nodded. It seemed that the son really regarded himself as his own person. He had spoken so politely before, but when he came to Lu Daoyou, it seemed to be different.

Chen Ping’an said: “You and I are divided into three to seven. The premise is on the Yunxia Mountain of Aquarius Island. You have to help me figure out a countermeasure. If it is feasible, we will divide the account between four and six.”

When Yunxiashan Cai Jinjian helped Feijian spread the letter, Chen Ping’an must pay back the incense.

What's more, the Gengyun Feng Dixian I just met, Huang Zhonghou, the owner of the peak, is also quite interesting. He can be regarded as a half drinker.

In the past 100 years, Yunxia Mountain could not stop the trend of gas flow, and the skin was empty, so even if Yunxia Mountain was included in the sect, within 300 years, the Yunxia Nineteen Peaks, including the green juniper and Gengyun, And those beautiful mountains and rivers that have not yet been opened by the immortals, will become a cloud of smoke, and become a place with thin spiritual energy that is not suitable for cultivation. And the decline of Yunxia Mountain's luck is quite strange. In the view of Chen Ping'an, who was cultivated in the fourteen realms at that time, it was not even the two characters of mountain and water that could be solved.

"Wonderful, there is a treasure in the poor road, and it is quite fate with that Yunxia Mountain, Qingxia Youyi is not dead, it is a coincidence, and the right medicine is prescribed."

Lu Shen laughed, and from his sleeve he drew out a jade, moire embossed, this object has a big strangeness, the color can change with the seasons, showing different auspicious patterns and ancient seal characters, corresponding to the four seasons.

Chen Ping’an nodded, “Then I’ll help Master Lu to meet Senior Gu on the sea, and then go ashore and take a trip to Yunxia Mountain in person.”

Lu Shen wondered: "Don't you send this thing by yourself?"

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, "Learn Du Yu."

Otherwise, I have to go to Gengyunfeng to find Huang Zhonghou for a drink in the future, and I will lose my taste.

Lu Shen asked: "Du Yu? Who is sacred?"

Chen Ping’an did not respond, and became immersed again.

Lu Shen had to continue drinking with Xiao Mo and stopped talking.

Xiao Mo looked at the young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown.

Being alive, it is inevitable to feel lonely.

Who knows to ask for the truth but not for the fish, at this time he recognizes his freedom.

"Zheng Juzhong deserves to be Zheng Juzhong!"

Lu Chen suddenly showed joy, "This is completely blocked, and there is no omission, and some hidden dangers have been solved easily."

Chen Ping’an opened his eyes and spread out his hands, "Come on with a pot of wine."

Lu Chen threw a pot of peach syrup from Shenxiao City.

Chen Pingan opened the mud seal, took a big sip, and whispered softly: "Damn, I will kill this **** one day."

Xiao Mo still said from the bottom of his heart, "The young man is a true sword and immortal."

Lu Shen wiped his face, this little fellow daoist, in the Luopo Mountain, he can surely get mixed up.

The downfall of the mountain world is another very ordinary day, sunny and sunny.

Today, Zhu Lian was on the side of Huimeng Mountain in Daxing Construction, and took Jiang to go to the end in person. The old cook was fighting, and the young monk was helping the craftsman on the mountain to flick the line.

The little Nuanshu is still busy on the side of Luopo Mountain. In the morning, I first went to the master’s house on the first floor of the bamboo building to clean it. The books on the table were accidentally skewed a little bit.

The accountant's Mr. Wei Wenlong was reconciling with Zhang Jiazhen who was half of his disciple, Zhang Li Changming sat aside and drank tea in silence.

Miyu was sitting on the stone bench beside the cliff, sipping melon seeds, and staring with a small Zhou Chenghuang incense man who came to the mountain to burn incense.

Without Chen Lingjun being there to thread the needles, but the young and the young actually didn't know what to talk about. If the Tsing Yi Boy is here, it will be lively, and there will always be some words that make Mi Yu confused. For example, when it comes to getting people's hands soft, Chen Lingjun will look at each other with Xianghuo Xiaoren, and then a loud voice Laughing, a belly laugh, rolling around with his belly on the table. Even Mi Yu turned his head a few times before knowing what the two **** embryos were talking about.

Miyu was wondering, really all the skills learned from the janitor Zheng Dafeng?

This made Mi Dajianxian more fascinated by the "Brother Gale".

The old cook, Wei Shanjun, plus Chen Lingjun, one by one, they all like to push the credit to Zheng Dafeng anyway, so in Mi Dajianxian's heart, there is an extremely stalwart image, capable of literary and military skills. Looks dignified.

The game of chess is very good. Even Zhu Lian and Wei Bo couldn't win. They can also talk about the knowledge of imperial examination system with Cao Qingqing and Yuanlai, two young reading seeds.

It is said that every day guarding the gate here, he will patiently give instructions to Cen Yuanji.

Speech is humorous, capable of energizing, vulgar and elegant. White-haired hairpins are always showing up, and when men are pouting, there is nothing wrong with women, so they have to stand aside.

At the gate of the mountain, the right guardian of Luopo Mountain is dozing off on a bamboo chair, holding a golden pole and a green bamboo stick, and a chicken pecking at rice.

The little girl in black rubbed her eyes, and began to expect the good guy mountain master to take herself to the Red Candle Town to play together, walking around the rivers and lakes regardless of distance.

There are good days during the day and good evenings at night. Fireflies are flying, crickets and frogs are arguing, and the flowing water between the fields is stopping by. The weeds dozed off in the breeze, and the stars in the sky blinked at the world.

The millet grains jumped up one by one, holding a golden pole in one hand, and a hiking stick in one hand, playing a set of crazy sword skills learned from the money.

Chen Lingjun was at the pavilion on the mountain road, pulling his good brother Bai Xuan to watch a beautiful scene.

Bai Xuan made a pot of wolfberry tea for himself before going out. Chen Lingjun said that drinking this kind of tea would make him look like an old-fashioned quack.

Bai Xuan is very annoyed now. It's not like practicing sword, it's really hard to learn boxing. Just look at it, and use it.

Fortunately, as long as you don’t enter the ring, you will still be invincible.

Chen Lingjun often used which pot to open and not to mention which pot. He said that the last time you competed with Pei Qian, it was very powerful, and everyone was going to fall down. He was so shocked to stand back.

If it were not his own brother, Bai Xuan would have rolled up his sleeves and had a fight.

A penny stumped the heroes. Chen Lingjun was on the side of Luopo Mountain a few years ago. He was shy in his pocket and had no money to hold his own. He really couldn’t keep the money.

In those years when Luoposhan was the hardest, Chen Lingjun was desperate to save face. In fact, he paid out of his own pocket and changed the way to send money to his mountain.

Except for the untouchable daughter-in-law, there is indeed no spare money on hand.

Later, Shanmen's salary, most of the money, was on the Luzhou trip to Beiju, and made a few friends. He was used to spending a lot of money, and it was gone early.

So every time he looked in the mirror, Chen Ling would spend a lot of money to talk, and he had to brew for a long time about what to say, so it was not a waste of money.

Fortunately, I met the Chief Zhou who is rich and powerful, but is a hundred times better than Wei Shanjun!

Because Chief Zhou left two bags of fairy money, a bag of rain money, and a bag of small summer money, all to Chen Lingjun, saying that he was asked to help him, and don't let Fairy Yidaifeng Liu's mirror flower water moon be too deserted.

Before, there was a drink in Qilong Lane. Chen Lingjun, Chief Zhou, and the host Jia Lao Shenxian all had a good time.

Chen Lingjun drank a blushing face, stood on the bench, patted his chest vigorously, and assured Jiang Shangzhen: "Which one of our brothers and whom, don't talk much, we are all in the wine, see you later!"

Yidaifeng, the female cultivator Liu Runyun, was secretly opened by the fairy in Nantang Lake. There were not many visitors, but the aura of Yidaifeng was not small.

Jing Hua Shuiyue, who was just supported by two people, one called Beng Li Zhenjun and the other called Langli Xiaobaitiao, the shot was outrageous.

In Qilong Alley, the white-haired boy at the new year's shop was so angry that the little dumb boy was so angry that he pulled the girl peanuts from the shop next door, soaked in the sun at the door, and ate the pastries on credit. I was thinking about cheating some money from Cui Peanut to pay off the debt.

Old Shenxian Jia came from his Caotou shop to the next door, at the counter, chatting with Old Brother Shi.

Although Shi Rou annoys this neighbour who likes to show off, she has to admit that this old **** Jia is really not a mix of food and drink. For example, every February 2nd, the blind old Taoist will let his disciple Tianjiu'er. Be the "money dragon", pick up a kettle, put in a few coins, go to the well to draw water, and on the way back, sprinkle the pot of water all the way, and finally pour the remaining pot of water and the coins into the water tank in the backyard of the shop. In addition, every time to Qingming, burning paper money at the corner of the street, in fact, pays more attention.

In Luopo Mountain, the most caring about these old customs, except for the steward Zhu Lian, is this old fairy Jia who has traveled north and south for more than half his life.

Neighbors’ celebrations and celebrations will also help. Just eat a meal and don’t charge money. Not only small towns. In fact, several prefectures and counties in Longzhou will also invite the more and more famous old **** Jia, a wealthy portal, of course. You have to give a red envelope, depending on the size of your heart, and do what you can. It doesn't matter if you give too much, if you give less. If the family is not well-off, the veteran will not take a penny, eat a meal and give a pot of local rice wine, which is enough.

People in Luopo Mountain may really like to drink, or eat as a meal, only Jia Sheng. In fact, neither Mi Yu nor Chen Ling are so old-fashioned to drink.

Today, the old Taoist leaned against the counter and chatted with Shi Rou about his mountain lord. The fairy Jia stroked his beard and smiled, "Our mountain lord’s words and deeds are cautious, don’t underestimate it, this is a kind of precept."

In the entire Dali Longzhou boundary, except for a few monks, there is no idea what happened up and down the mountain.

In fact, almost the entire Aquarius gas trainer is so ignorant. Because of that vision, it was too fast.

The sky opens with holes, a white light flashes away.

In the Fallen Mountain, only Cui Dongshan, lying in the corridor on the second floor of the bamboo building, noticed something wrong.

The Huawaitian Demon over Qilong Lane felt a terrifying power that was almost suffocating.

is like a huge calamity in which the ascending realm great monk breaks through the realm.

Mountain Monarch Weibo felt in his heart. In an instant, Weibo even mistakenly thought that the entire Beiyue boundary would be destroyed. He just waited until Weibo left the mansion and came to the top of Piyun Mountain, and found that there was nothing unusual.

Illusion?

is certainly not an illusion.

That was Zhou Mi's handwriting personally to the world.

is Zhou Mi's first real sharp shot after reaching the sky.

It was just an extinction disaster that was originally enough to make the entire old Lizhu cave disappear, only because one person blocked it, it disappeared in an instant.

A strange man who seems to be a visitor, slender, wearing a snow-white robe, standing at the table at the gate of Luopo Mountain, with a gentle smile, turning his head and asking a little black girl softly, "Can you sit?"