Sword of Coming

A southbound ferry belonging to Changchun Palace will stop at Niujiao Ferry in Longzhou.

Cao Qinglang came outside Pei Qian's house, stood in the corridor, knocked on the door gently, and said, "It's me."

After Pei Qian opened the door, he continued to walk six steps in the house and asked casually: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

During this round trip from Luolu Mountain to the capital, Pei Qian kept his face like a girl's face on the way so as not to spend a few extra bucks on medicine.

Six-step walking, this is the only "boxing skill" that Chen Pingan did not hide when Pei Qian was a child.

It's just that at that time, Xiao Heitan looked down upon her and felt stupid. She thought about Lao Wei and Xiao Bai all day long, giving her a dozen of martial arts skills that would fall from the sky without hardship.

Cao Qinglang stood at the door, "Come back after you finish practicing?"

Pei Qian looked strange and said, "Except for sleeping, I practice boxing."

Cao Qinglang was a little embarrassed.

Pei Qian said: "Talk and chat, it won't delay the execution."

Cao Qinglang then crossed the threshold, closed the door gently, sat at the table, and poured himself a glass of water.

Except for the military ferries of Dali, the clean water supplied by almost every Xianjia ferry is very particular. Most of it is taken from various famous springs. In the early years, I don’t know which good guy classified the beauty of water in a continent into seven grades. .

For example, the Pearl Spring at Baishui Temple in Qingluan State and a pool at Longtuan Peak in Yunxia Mountain are said to be filled with water that can be higher than the surface of the cup without overflowing. It is said that the water in the pool can even float copper coins. There was also the Qingmei Temple in Nantang Lake, and the pot of water on the table was the unique spirit of the Changchun Palace. It was said to be of great benefit to a woman’s appearance, and could remove crow’s feet, which had miraculous effects...

When Zheng Dafeng was still guarding Luopo Mountain, Cao Qinglang was going to Beijing to take the exam and take part in the joint examination. Zheng Dafeng started to persuade Cao Qinglang to help him take a detour and visit the Changchun Palace. It would be best if he could buy it. , if you can’t buy it with money, you will have to steal a few pots of Lingqiu Spring water to take home. Brother Dafeng will be grateful to you when the time comes!

Cao Qinglang stated the purpose of this visit: "In addition to the northward journey you left Ouhua Paradise with your husband, you also went south to Tongyezhou alone. I want to ask you about some of the customs and customs along the way. The more detailed the details, the better. Okay, so it may delay your boxing practice for half a day."

Pei Qian has a good memory, which is even more magical than Xun Qu's ability to remember ten lines at a glance.

Cao Qinglang has a good memory, but he can still compete with Xun Qu, but to compare with Pei Qian, he is really humiliating himself.

According to the plan of my husband and my junior brother, the Luolu Mountain Association will select a location somewhere in the north of Tongye Continent and officially establish its next sect by the end of this year, or at the beginning of next spring at the latest.

In just one year, the upper sect was established first and then the lower sect was established. In fact, in the history of Haoran Tianxia, ​​it had only happened twice before.

The two monks who accomplished this feat were Fu Lu Yuxuan from the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and Wanyan Laojing, the old Ascension Realm monk from Jinjia Continent who chose to rebel during the war.

Pei Qian said: "Can I write a booklet for you later?"

Cao Qinglang smiled, raised his arms and cupped his fists, and shook them gently, "It's better this way, thank you, senior sister."

The original intention was that Pei Qian dictated it. Cao Qinglang took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and copied the "Travel Notes".

Now he and Pei Qian both have a "little cave sky" gifted by Senior Xizhu, which is of higher rank than the items nearby, so it is much more convenient to go out.

Pei Qian kept walking, twitching the corner of his mouth, "You have to collect money, and the bill is based on the number of words, one penny per word, how about it?"

Cao Qinglang nodded and said, "No problem."

If I had known this, there would be no way around money.

Pei Qian took six steps at a time and took out a large "account book" from his sleeve and threw it to Cao Qinglang.

It contains 200,000 words, all written in small regular script.

She was obviously prepared, just waiting for Cao Qinglang to ask for it.

Judging from the ink marks, they were probably "travel notes" written temporarily in the inn in Dali Capital City.

Cao Qinglang flipped through a few pages and was quite surprised. In addition to describing the territories, mountains and rivers of various countries along the way, the customs and customs such as the military preparations, temples, temples, and auspiciousness, Pei Qian also touched on local products such as salt and iron, and even transcribed several The content of Shaoxian Chronicles is mixed with many official maps.

Pei Qian stopped walking and sat at the table.

Her hair is tied into a bun and her forehead is high.

The whole person looked neat and tidy and very heroic.

She looked out the window quietly.

She is not a very good-looking woman, but today Pei Qian must be a woman who will be remembered deeply upon seeing her.

The clouds outside the window were high and low, and Pei Qian looked a little distracted.

In fact, when she was a child, she often accompanied Sister Nuanshu and Xiao Mili to watch the clouds and clouds outside the mountains.

It's just that unlike the talented Xiaomi Li, no matter how similar the scenery is, Xiao Mili can still see the flowers.

Master once said that the articles in books are like the landscapes on the desk, and the mountains and rivers in the world are like the articles on the ground. They can both delight people's eyes and cultivate their sentiments, especially the latter. If you don't pay for it, you can't read it for free!

Big White Goose also said that if you fail to imitate the great masters, you will not be able to imitate the ducks by carving swans. If you fail to imitate the famous masters, you will not be able to imitate dogs by painting tigers. Our luck is very good. Where can you find my husband and your master?

Every time Sister Nuanshu goes down the mountain to go shopping in Zhoucheng, she will pack three portions of stinky tofu home.

We sat on the edge of the cliff together, swaying our feet together, shaking our heads together, and eating stinky tofu that became more and more delicious.

Sister Nuanshu is very ladylike to outsiders, but actually she and Xiaomili are also very lively.

Putting away a faint feeling that couldn't be described as sadness, Pei Qian turned to look at Cao Qinglang.

Cao Qinglang noticed Pei Qian's strange eyes and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

Pei Qian asked curiously: "You were robbed of the sect master by your junior brother, so you didn't have any emotional ups and downs?"

Cao Qinglang smiled casually and said: "Of course I will be a little disappointed, but more importantly, I am relieved."

Cao Qinglang raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, "I'm still not strong enough to shoulder the heavy burden."

"Master, at your age, you would have almost become a hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall."

Pei Qian twitched the corners of his lips, "The sage teaches that a disciple does not have to be inferior to his master. I look at you, hanging."

Cao Qinglang held back his laughter, "The reason why the sage taught like this shows that there are more cases where disciples are not as good as their masters. Besides, didn't the master clearly write down the sentence in the book, 'The master is better than the master'? The reason why It’s the truth, it’s easy to talk but difficult to understand.”

Pei Qian said nothing more.

She is good at telling lies.

Forget it, I can't speak truthfully to this Cao Mutou.

Ha, second place.

Cao Qinglang was about to stand up and say goodbye. With this booklet, when he arrived at Tongyezhou, he would follow the route in the book and walk down-to-earth, and he would know a lot.

Pei Qian suddenly asked: "When do you plan to form the elixir? Will you ask Master Zhong to help protect the gate?"

Cao Qinglang had no choice but to sit back on the chair and said: "At the top of my mountain, no one actually needs to guard the gate. Once the site selection is finalized and the sect ceremony is held, I will retreat to the next sect to form alchemy. In the words of my younger brother, As soon as we open the door, there will be an extra golden elixir on our mountain, which can help the next sect get a good start."

Pei Qian chuckled and said, "No wonder I'm not in a hurry."

Cao Qinglang laughed it off.

And the golden elixir was formed between Li Buhuo, the Nascent Soul was cultivated between the age of sixty and seventy years, and the Yupu was cultivated between the age of one hundred and two decades.

This is a "Mountain Exam Paper" given by Mr. Lu in the Ouhua Blessed Land in his early years.

Cao Qinglang began to practice step by step in his hometown.

With Mr. Zhong’s guidance, the mountaineering journey was not fast but steady.

The three natal objects were considered rare items in the former Lotus Flower Blessed Land, but compared to the direct descendants of the sect in the vast world, they were not of high quality and were not worthy of recognition.

It's not that Cao Qinglang can't break through the situation faster, but it's not necessary. It's true as Pei Qian said, don't be in a hurry.

Therefore, compared with Pei Qian, who had made great achievements all the way, Cao Qinglang only talked about practicing one thing, instead of talking about academic studies, which indeed seemed very bleak.

In the past, Chen Lingjun often nagged Cao Qinglang in earnest, don't imitate that stupid girl in Nuanshu, crawl like a tortoise, imitate me more, your realm will be so swish, no matter how much you go out, like us scholars, we must pay attention to reading ten thousand words. Books and travels thousands of miles.

Pei Qian added, "Cultivation is similar to martial arts. As long as you have resilience, you will have stamina. If you have stamina, you will have the opportunity to strike later. It is right not to be in a hurry."

Just like what Grandpa Cui said about boxing principles, practicing boxing is the easiest in the world. You just need to punch one more punch than your opponent.

At the Great Sword Qi Wall, Big White Goose once took the two of them and went to the top of the city in private to find Uncle Zuo, the three of them.

On the way to the city, the young senior brother once made an analogy.

All the drunkards in the world have never sobered up. Drink like water.

The drunkard in the Great Wall of Sword Qi has never been drunk. Drinking water is like drinking alcohol.

Pei Qian could tell that Uncle Zuo liked Cao Qinglang, his nephew, very much. After chatting with her at the top of the city, he pulled Cao Qinglang and asked many questions.

Some of Cao Qinglang's answers made Master Zuo frown, and some of them made Master Zuo nod and smile. Finally, I don't know what Cao Qinglang said, but it made Master Zuo very... surprised and burst into laughter.

At that time, Pei Qian and Big White Goose were sitting a little further away, and she couldn't really hear the specific content of those questions and answers.

So I asked Big White Goose what Cao Qinglang said last. Big White Goose repeated a sentence that made Pei Qian's hair stand on end.

To kill, a knife must be drawn from the throat.

Pei Qian was scared to death.

Why, Cao Mutou looks honest and honest, but is he actually holding back his bad feelings every day, preparing to settle old scores with him sooner or later?

Fortunately, Big White Goose explained that it was Master Zuo who was asking Cao Qinglang about studying.

At that time, Pei Qian was dubious, always feeling that Cao Mumu was bad. Later, at his master's wife's house, several people helped him make money by carving seals. By chance, master gave Cao Qinglang a carving knife that he had treasured for many years. , Xiao Heitan was actually frightened at that time.

Cao Qinglang said: "I originally thought you would take the opportunity to say something weird."

Pei Qian rubbed his cheek, turned to look out the window, and stretched, "I'm not a child anymore. There's nothing interesting to do."

Cao Qinglang said tentatively: "You wouldn't keep track of today's small talk, would you?"

Pei Qian laughed and said, "How is that possible?"

She didn't say what was possible or impossible.

Pei Qian had no reason to think of the "junior sister" at Jianqi Great Wall.

Guo Zhujiu, nicknamed Luduan.

At that time, Guo Zhujiu was taller than Pei Qian. When the two of them fought openly and secretly, Pei Qian was always defeated. When talking, Guo Zhujiu always liked to bend his knees and look straight at Pei Qian.

He once raised his arm and asked Pei Qian seriously, I wonder if your fairy sister over there in Haoran Tianxia has armpit hair here? If so, how often do you shave it and what do you use to shave it...

The thing that bothers Pei Qian the most is not just how stupid these words are. Pei Qian was actually very good at making harsh words, swearing, and saying things that hurt his heart when he was a child. He only stopped when he grew up. I don’t know. When will I stop talking about these things? Pei Qian remembers everything, except this matter. It seems that he has never thought about it and cannot remember it.

As for that junior sister Guo Zhujiu, every time she spoke or asked questions to Pei Qian, she was very sincere. So Pei Qian really had nothing to do with her back then.

Even thinking about it now, Pei Qian still has a bit of a headache.

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Pei Qian was blown away by Guo Zhujiu many times. The key was that he was always depressed, so she once had a sneak peek at Guo Zhujiu's state of mind.

It's a large group of colorful birds. They are either all silent or flying in groups with their wings fluttering. So Guo Zhujiu can stop thinking wildly?

So Pei Qian was actually expecting this little junior sister to come to Luolu Mountain immediately, but when he thought of her arriving at the mountain, he couldn't guess what Guo Zhujiu would say or do, and Pei Qian felt a little overwhelmed.

Cao Qinglang said softly: "Are you still worried, sir?"

Pei Qian shook his head and said, "Master's wife is here, not to mention Mr. Xizhu, senior, there is nothing to worry about."

Besides, the most reassuring person in the world is my master.

Cao Qinglang hesitated to speak.

The gentleman is so thoughtful and has thought of many things in advance.

For example, on the Sword Qi Great Wall, I made an agreement with Cao Qinglang in private that if you two stand together in the future, I will show more favoritism to Pei Qian.

In fact, this is nothing.

What made Cao Qinglang dumbfounded was that his husband quickly added, "Sir, he seems to be more partial to her. Don't you even have to pretend?"

Finally, he patted the young man on the shoulder. He suppressed his laughter and said, "Don't blame me, sir. She is a girl and you are a boy. Then there is a solution. You have to be more tolerant."

Pei Qian came back to his senses and noticed that Cao Qinglang was in a strange mood, so he asked "What's wrong?"

Cao Qinglang smiled and said, "It's nothing."

On the ferry side, someone used the martial arts method of gathering sound into a line.

"I'd like to ask, but Grandmaster Zheng?"

Pei Qian frowned slightly and turned his head to look somewhere.

Seeing Cao Qinglang looking inquiringly, Pei Qian explained: "It's that Yuhong who found me somehow."

Cao Qinglang asked: "Did the other party follow you intentionally?"

Pei Qian shook his head and said, "It should be a coincidence that we went south on the same boat."

In fact, Pei Qian was aware of Yu Hong when he boarded the ship. This famous figure from the old Zhu Ying Dynasty deliberately restrained his grandmaster aura and settled into the far-traveling realm.

It's just that Pei Qian has no interest in getting close, and he has no idea of ​​​​discussing with each other.

A martial artist who punched several times on the battlefield in Peidu seemed to be shocking, but in reality he avoided the important and took the easy.

Understandable, but not acceptable.

So both sides just go their separate ways, and there's no need to look familiar.

Pei Qian explained: "I heard that one of Yuhong's direct disciples in his early years seemed to have an unexplained love affair with the water goddess of our Yuye River. There are even more surprising rumors that Yuhong's proud Disciple, there is a confidante who is a Taoist couple but not a married couple. The woman is a golden elixir immortal on the mountain. She is proficient in water magic. Because an immortal cave next to the Yuye River Water Mansion is a suitable place for practice. The Feng Shui treasure land of Water Law, but somehow in the end, the martial artist, the Earth Immortal, and the Water God were so troubled that they stopped communicating with each other. However, these messes are all gossip in the world, and they cannot be accurate. So. It makes sense and is not abrupt that Yu Hong would take this ferry.”

Cao Qinglang nodded and said: "The latter is more likely."

Hongzhu Town is the place where three rivers converge, and now it is one of the most important waterway hubs in Dali. It is known as the place where gold flows and silver flows. However, the water properties of the three rivers are different. The water of Xiuhua River is soft, full of spiritual energy and stable. In addition, although it is named Chongdan River, in fact, the water transport is violent, the water is strong, strong and turbid. It has been plagued by floods since ancient times and often thunders during the day. It is the most difficult to manage. According to the records of the Dali local government and county records, as well as the collection of Cao Qinglang Several official and unofficial histories of the ancient Shenshui Kingdom contain miraculous records that "this water leads to the sea air". The god of this river has been vacant for many years. The bookstore owner whose pseudonym is Li Jin, as the new river chief of Chongdan River, God is the one who has the closest relationship with Luo Luo Shan.

The Yuye River is the most curved river bed, so its water properties are unpredictable. The richness of water transport in different river sections is extremely different. Therefore, there are river sections with poor spiritual energy, like a "lawless land", and there are also mysterious landscapes with abundant spiritual energy, all of which were opened up by Ye Qingzhu, the Goddess of Water. The construction of several monastic mansions was also a considerable source of income for Yuyejiang.

Pei Qian glanced at Cao Qinglang.

You are a gentleman, but you know more about the scandals than me?

Cao Qinglang could only explain: "I heard from Uncle Zheng that two women who were originally close to each other will eventually turn against each other and become enemies. It is usually because of a man."

As for the name Zheng Dafeng, according to Zheng Dafeng, he and Cao Qinglang are about the same age anyway, and their looks are similar. Standing together, it is easy to be mistaken for long-lost brothers, so they call him Just call him Brother Zheng. If you call him Uncle Zheng, call him Old. No one will believe him.

You must know that Cao Qinglang at that time had just left Ouhua Blessed Land and was still a teenager.

Anyway, Cao Qinglang made up his mind to just call him Uncle Zheng when they met.

On the contrary, it was Chen Lingjun, who sounded like a brother to Dafeng. He was very familiar with each other, and they would put their arms around each other. They would often look at each other before they even exchanged a few words, and then they would laugh with their arms akimbo, one big and the other small.

Pei Qian said: "Uncle Zheng will not be lonely when he is the shopkeeper at Feisheng City Liquor Shop."

Cao Qinglang smiled and said, "It's obvious."

Pei Qian frowned again and said in his heart: "The other party has come to the door. In addition to Yu Hong, there are four other people, all of whom are practitioners, but their realm is not high. Two of them, listening to their breathing and footsteps, should be the same as Yu Hong. Hong is a martial artist from the same lineage. As for whether they are Yu Hong’s direct descendants or disciples, it’s hard to say for the time being.”

After thinking for a moment and checking her memory carefully, Pei Qian seemed a little surprised. After a moment of hesitation, she took off the mask and revealed her true face.

A group of people walked from the top floor of the ferry to the first deck.

The leader was white-haired, burly, and powerful. The old man was half a head taller than the Northland man. He was none other than Yu Hong, one of the four great masters of Aquarius Continent Martial Arts.

In the arena competition at the Fire Temple in Beijing that was famous throughout the continent, Yu Hong defeated Zhou Haijing.

The old master's reputation in the world suddenly reached its peak.

It is said that no less than ten sects on the mountain cordially invited Yu Hong to serve as a worshiper or guest.

Yu Hong is one hundred and fifty years old. He has been famous in the old Zhu Ying Dynasty for a long time. Everyone in the government and the public knows about it. His reputation is not as good as that of Nascent Soul Sword Immortal.

There are a lot of disciples and grandsons, but there are no so-called close disciples yet. Generally speaking, there are only two situations when an old man does not accept a closed disciple. Either he believes that he can live for many years, or he has never been able to find a suitable disciple and cannot find one who can be of great use. The one who inherits the mantle. No matter in the mountains or in the mountains, no matter the common people or the nobles, it is almost a rule that Yao'er is the most favored.

Yu Hong boarded the ship this time. The reason why he did not return directly to his sect in the middle of Aquarius Continent from the capital city of Great Li was that he planned to visit Piyun Mountain and Yuye River, and then go to the boundary of Huashan Mountain. Yu Hong has been fascinated by Wei Bo, the king of Beiyue Mountain, for a long time. As for the love-hate entanglement between the Water Goddess Ye Qingzhu and one of his disciples, Yu Hong has no intention of resolving the love-hate relationship. This visit to the Water God Mansion is to talk about it. There are some friends from the mountains in the south who plan to practice Jiazi Time together on the Yuye River, which is equivalent to wrapping up the fairy caves in the Yuye River. Most people will mediate between them. Ye Qingzhu may not be willing to sell this face. He himself I don’t dare to say that it will definitely happen when I show up, but I’m pretty sure after all.

During this period, I could just pay a visit to the young swordsman from Luolu Mountain.

A famous and popular figure in Aquarius Continent.

A cultivator who can exchange fists with the old ape who moves mountains must be a mountain top warrior, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the fierce fists and kicks of the Yangshan Mountain Protector.

After all, that young mountain master is still the master of "Zheng Qingming".

However, Yu Hong was temporarily doubtful that the other party was the legendary Zijing Wufu.

Both a swordsman and an end? All the good things in the world cannot be taken up by one person.

It is more likely that Chen Ping'an, who was so prosperous and prosperous, found a disciple named "Zheng Saqian" who was superior to others in the field.

So if possible, Yuhong planned to have a discussion with the young mountain master.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is willing to nod. If not, Yu Hong has no choice but to give up. No matter how much he asks, Yu Hong will not think that he, the first-class worshiper of Great Li, can make a young sect master who is so powerful in the world, so high. Look at an elderly Nine Realm martial artist.

What's more, the other party seems to have a bad temper, and there are already some rumors on the mountain that this person is actually capable of killing Yuan Zhenye in full view of the public.

Fortunately, Zhengyang Mountain closed the Jinghua Shuiyue in time, otherwise the Zhengyang Mountain monks would be even more unable to hold their heads up.

Yu Hong's two direct disciples, one male and one female, are both young, in their thirties.

There are two Jianghu people beside him. Even though they are old men with frost-covered heads, Yuhong is still an out-and-out junior, similar to heroes from all walks of life. Now they have been recruited to become members of Yuhong's own sect. People.

Yuhong and his group came to a corridor and saw a young woman waiting outside the door.

Yu Hong stepped forward a little quickly, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "This time I came uninvited and took the liberty of paying a visit. I also hope that Grandmaster Zheng Haihan will do it."

Pei Qian quickly glanced at the other four pure martial artists, and without showing any emotion, he cupped his fists and returned the salute, "It's my honor to meet Senior Yu."

Yu Hong mistakenly thought that the other party had heard about the competition between him and Zhou Haichao, so he disguised himself and quietly entered Beijing to watch the battle quietly.

Boxing is afraid of young people, so Yu Hong has to accept his age.

Putting aside the introverted Shenhua Pei Qian in front of him, even if he defeated Zhou Haijing, Yu Hong knew very well that within ten years, he would definitely not be Zhou Haijing's opponent.

So while I still have some strength and heart, I will try my best to pave the way for these direct disciples, in the world of martial arts, in official circles, and in the mountains.

Yu Hong smiled and stretched out his hand, "Let me introduce you to Yu Cangmang of the Longshan sect and Zhu Fengxian of the Daze sect. They are both my long-standing friends in the world. Not long ago, I personally invited them to be the elders of their own sect."

Both of them are martial artists in the Golden Body Realm.

In fact, this was Yu Hong helping people build a high ladder. Although Yu Cangmang and Zhu Fengxian were both famous martial artists who defeated several countries with their fists, there was really no personal invitation from Yu Hong's side. Different from the eight martial arts sects that were founded by more than a dozen disciples after they left school, the Fushu Hall founded by Yu Hong has a very high threshold and always strives for perfection rather than more. Together with the direct descendants, elders and various members, there are only more than fifty people. It is more like the ancestral hall of a fairy mansion on a mountain.

Yu Hong continued to introduce: "As for these two children, they are my unqualified disciples, Yan Guan and Huang Mei."

The young man and woman said in unison: "I have met Senior Zheng."

They were full of curiosity about this woman whose real name was "Pei Qian".

There is also a kind of looking up with awe.

Pei Qian said: "Senior is not the right word for me. You can just call me Pei Qian."

How could two young men and women who were martial artists in the Sixth Realm dare to call the woman in front of them by her first name.

The senior grandmaster is polite to you, but the junior is really rude. That is not called being upright, it is called stupidity.

The age of this female grandmaster nicknamed "Zheng Saqian" has always been a mystery.

Some said she was in her forties, others said she was half a hundred years old, and some even said she was actually nearly a hundred years old, similar to the Huang Yiyun from Tongyezhou in the south, just because she took good care of herself and had good looks.

Anyway, she was a powerful person who suddenly appeared. She appeared on the battlefield of Dadu in the middle of the country with a near-invincible appearance. Her punches were heavy and her methods were ruthless.

On the battlefield of Dadu, she seemed to be alone forever, deliberately choosing a dangerous place where the wild army was heavily arrayed.

Because they were afraid of accidentally injuring the monks from their own camp.

The only exception is when she punches to save people, often carving out a bloody path and taking people away from the battlefield.

Therefore, "Zheng Qian"'s current reputation in Aquarius Continent is probably not even comparable to that of three Yuhongs.

If it were Zheng Qian and not Zhou Haijing who was asking Yu Hong about boxing, not to mention the crowds in the streets, it is estimated that all the houses near the Fire Temple would collapse from the onlookers.

Especially the young masters and aristocratic families in the capital city of Da Li, as well as the generals who have been to the battlefield, mentioned "Zheng Qian" one by one. Their admiration could not be greater. Who dares to say that Zheng Qian is not beautiful? Who is in a hurry.

Especially Yan Guan, he once had the honor to witness "Zheng Qian"'s punches on the battlefield.

In the middle of a wild formation where a large army was gathering, a slender woman suddenly fell from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the world became clear. Within a radius of a hundred feet, all those who fell to the ground were dead, and only the woman was standing. Takefu.

Therefore, in Yanguan's mind, the woman in front of him is like a heavenly being.

So much so that when he held his fists in salute, Yan Guan's arms and voice were trembling uncontrollably.

Pei Qian asked: "Senior Yu, do you have something to discuss?"

Yu Hong smiled and said: "We do have something to discuss with Master Zheng. This time we will disembark at Niujiao Mountain Ferry and plan to visit Luopo Mountain. I wonder if Master Chen is on the mountain now?"

Pei Qian said: "My master likes to travel alone in the world, and his whereabouts are unpredictable. I am not sure whether master is in Luolu Mountain at the moment."

Yu Hong nodded and said: "It doesn't matter. The ferry will stop at the ferry. I will go to Piyun Mountain first after getting off the boat. I'd like to ask Master Zheng to send someone a message then."

Pei Qian smiled and nodded.

Send someone?

Who can I call upon?

The left and right guardians of Qilong Lane?

Xiaomi Li is timid and dare not go out. As for the other one, it wanders around all day without a trace.

Da Li, Song Changjing, and Yu Hong didn't dare ask for boxing, as they would die.

Facing this Pei Qian, who would lose anyway, Yu Hong was unwilling to give her fame in vain.

Luolu Mountain is really bottomless.

Guests from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. The great swordsman of Fengxue Temple and the number one swordsman in Aquarius Island.

There is also the sword fairy "Yu Mi" who handed over the sword on the battlefield of Old Dragon City.

Somehow I switched from Beiyue Piyun Mountain to Luolu Mountain.

Coupled with the group of pure warriors who are at least in the Far Traveling Realm,

The prosperity of martial arts is unparalleled in any continent.

Such a sect was indeed worth asking Yu Hong to lower her profile and take the initiative to make friends with.

Pei Qian glanced at Zhu Fengxian, hesitated, but said nothing.

The other party did not recognize him, but Pei Qian recognized the old leader of the Daze Gang.

Back then, I traveled with Master to Jingui Temple in Qingluan Kingdom. At that time, I happened to encounter the temple's Zhuang Guo accepting disciples. While taking shelter from the rain, I met two groups of people from the world. One was from Yanzhizhai of Yunxiao Kingdom, and the other was the Daze Gang from Qingluan Kingdom. Among them were There is the old gang leader Zhu Fengxian, a famous demon in the world.

At that time, there were two girls named Zhu Ziyang and Liu Qingcheng. The former has an oval face and likes to blush whenever she talks. She carries a paper knife named "Qi'er" with her.

The other one, who has a round face and speaks very eloquently, is just like her grandfather.

In the Qingyao Mountain of Qingluan Kingdom, there is a golden osmanthus temple with a long history. There are six old osmanthus trees planted in the temple. There was a wandering immortal who revealed the secret of heaven and planted them in the middle of the moon.

The chessboard on the stone table under the tree has eighteen vertical and horizontal lines. It is said that Li Tuanjing of Fengleiyuan carved it with sword energy. The cinnamon twig umbrella given by the Taoist priest in the temple is quite valuable.

Yu Hong didn't say anything about sitting down for tea or anything, and just left with the others.

Just saying this is equivalent to giving "Zheng Qian" a lot of face.

Pei Qian accompanied him all the way and stopped only after walking out of the corridor.

Huang Mei found that her master seemed to be in a good mood when he returned.

Pei Qian returned to the house, where Cao Qinglang was reading a book.

Not long after, a man in green shirt swept into the house from the ferry window and floated to the ground.

Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang stood up one after another, each calling, "Master." "Sir."

Xiaomo then appeared next to Chen Pingan out of thin air.

Chen Ping'an was sitting on the chair, Cao Qinglang was motionless like a log, and Pei Qian had already poured two bowls of water for his master and senior Xizhu.

Xiao Mo thanked Pei Qian, picked up the water bowl from the table, held it with both hands, and drank while standing.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's okay. I just came to see you off. I will return to the capital soon."

Pei Qian said: "Master, I just met the old gang leader Zhu from the Daze Gang."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Xiao Mo and I were hiding in the clouds just now. We saw them from a distance. I'll go say hello later."

During his travels in the past year, Chen Ping'an had many encounters in the world. There are high and low realms, good and bad people, fastidious and not fastidious in doing things, and different temperaments, but they are all Jianghu and Jianghu people in Chen Ping'an's mind.

Chen Pingan held the bowl in one hand and held his chin in one hand. He glanced at Pei Qian and then at Cao Qinglang.

The man in blue shirt, who was the master and husband, smiled with squinted eyes.

Chen Pingan then clearly told the two people about the conjecture originating from the Dali Palace, and asked them to remind Cui Dongshan when they returned to Luolu Mountain that they should be more careful about the location of Tongye Sect's next sect. The more they recognized it earlier. The more suitable the place is, the more you need to think about it again and again, so as not to fall into the path of the Lu family in the Middle Earth. By the way, I briefly talked about the process of that drinking party.

Pei Qian silently remembered the name of the Lu family in Zhongtu and Lu Wei.

Cao Qinglang asked: "Is this move of the Lu family in China considered illegal?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The Yin Yang family is quite slippery in doing things. Between the two sides, if the two sides really want to quarrel with the Confucian Temple, it will be a mess. Even if we win the quarrel, the consequences will be on the Lu family of China." The board is still not too heavy.”

Having said this, Chen Ping'an raised a palm and said, "So it's better to do it yourself. Then the two parties will go to the Confucian Temple to argue."

Pei Qian grinned.

Chen Pingan suddenly listened attentively, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, stood up and said with a smile: "I never thought there would be excitement to see, that Huangmei seems to be fighting with someone. You guys are busy with your own business, I will watch the excitement, and then talk to the old gang leader Zhu I won’t say hello to you when I get off the boat just to catch up on old times.”

Cao Qinglang stood up and said from the bottom of his heart: "Sir, the 'little cave sky' I am wearing that was given to me by Senior Xi Zhu is actually of little significance. It is overkill and overused. Nowadays, our business exchanges in Luopo Mountain are becoming more and more frequent. Sir, why don't you give it to the future?" The steward of Feng Yuan Ferry can use it to store some precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures on the mountain."

Chen Ping'an smiled and declined politely: "Sir, he has his own plans, so I won't miss out on yours."

Then Chen Pingan took Xiaomo out of the house to join in the fun.

After the master left, Pei Qian asked doubtfully: "What did you secretly say to the master just now?"

Cao Qinglang said seriously: "I just want Master to take care of himself."

Pei Qian narrowed his eyes and said, "Come on, tell me! Did you accuse me of being cunning to Master?"

Cao Qinglang waved her hand and said, "This is how Senior Sister has wronged someone."

Just as Pei Qian was about to speak, Cao Qinglang smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, you can ask your husband yourself."

Walking in the corridor, Xiao Mo said with a smile: "When I saw Yu Hong coming out of the stairs when he came down the stairs, I felt that he looked more energetic than some of the old friends Xiao Mo knew."

Chen Pingan said: "This is called being arrogant and looking forward to one's own strength. It sounds like a derogatory meaning, but in fact, it is not a bad thing for a martial artist."

Xiao Mo nodded and said, "I learned it."

It turned out that someone wanted to have a boxing contest with Grandmaster Yu, and even brought a certificate of life and death.

In fact, that middle-aged man was just a six-level warrior with a good foundation, but in that small country, he could be considered a hero.

This is how Yu Hong's tree attracts the wind. There are no grievances that require life and death, but the opponent is sure that the highly respected Yu Hong will not kill people with punches. It is equivalent to earning a reputation in the world in vain, receiving one or two punches, and lying on the bed. For a month and a few silver coins, you can win fame and talk money that ordinary martial artists cannot save in a lifetime, so why not do it. It's just that Jianghu sects also have ways to deal with it. The disciples who founded the mountain are responsible for joining hands and receiving punches. Therefore, the top disciple of a sect, like the mountain gate, is responsible for stopping the demons and monsters. Today, Yu Hong sent Huang Mei, and asked Yan Guan to hold the battle. Yu Hong left by himself. He didn't even look at the match where there was no suspense about the outcome. The old grandmaster just focused his voices into a line to secretly remind Huang Mei. , don’t hit too hard.

Huang Mei understood what the master meant, that is, don't punch too lightly.

The first floor of the ferry was already overcrowded, and the stairs were full of people. Chen Pingan had no choice but to stand on tiptoe behind the crowd and watch the competition from a distance.

If it weren't for this competition, Chen Ping'an really wouldn't have known that Changchun Palace Ferry's business was so good.

A Xianjia ferry that travels through the clouds and fog. If we don’t talk about the commercial revenue from the transportation of materials, the big cabins on the ship are fully occupied. It is simply a dream situation. In fact, it is rare. If it is divided evenly throughout the year, it can be 60% of the ferry revenue. It’s already extremely impressive. Chen Ping'an now owns two ferries at home, one is Fanmo, which can cross mountains and rivers in half a continent, and the other is Feng Yuan, which can travel across continents. The sailing routes of the two ferries are two real ways to make money. Chen Ping'an has to take care of both. The business was carried out to Nan Po Sua Continent. Anyway, there was an extremely thick thigh, the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect there. Therefore, Chen Ping'an was wondering whether to ask Mi Da Sword Immortal to gain a registered status with the Longxiang Sword Sect. Whenever something happened, he would directly sign up for the number.

Xiao Mo had no interest in this kind of competition, so he raised his hand slightly and yawned.

Just like two chickens just out of the cage, you peck me once, and I nibble yours twice.

My young master looked at it carefully and seemed to be more interested in Huang Mei's boxing skills.

Chen Ping'an saw some clues from watching the fight. Punching decisively and punching viciously are two completely different ways of punching.

Once a martial artist has boxing intention, especially if he has the courage to fight in the six realms, he will have his own style.

The strict official used his own temperament to suppress the influence of boxing skills, but Huang Mei's temperament was naturally in line with the boxing style passed down by his master. Therefore, the further the two of them progressed, the greater the disparity in boxing skills.

It can be seen from this that the warriors who have branched out from Fushu Hall and formed their own sect are not fuel-efficient lamps.

But that woman came from a famous family, so although her punches were not light, she was very measured. Those punches she hit on the opponent's body never touched the weak points, nor landed on the big acupuncture points, but only selected some irrelevant ones. According to the severity of the acupuncture points on the body, after the opponent loses the competition, he may not be aware of the root causes and sequelae of the disease, and he will be very unaware of it.

When Huang Mei delivered her last punch, the middle-aged man almost flew away from the ground with his feet, but she smiled and stretched out her arm to grab her, saying "I give in", so the latter just shook his body and took a strong bite. Congested, he clenched his fists with the yellow plum and admitted defeat.

Huang Mei let go of her hand and said, "How offending."

The man failed to challenge Yu Hong, but at least he had a sparring match with Yu Hong's direct disciple. Although he was a little injured, he was still satisfied.

It's just that the accumulated minor injuries on the body will one day suddenly become like a mountain chain in the body, and he is still unaware of it.

The spectators watching the battle on the ferry were almost all mountain qigong practitioners who were not familiar with fighting with fists and kicks, let alone watching the excitement.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Zhu Fengxian was chatting with Yu Cangmang at the bow of the boat, and didn't pay much attention to the competition.

When Jianghu people go out, what they see in their eyes are mostly Jianghu affairs.

During the previous competition in the Fire Temple Arena in the Great Li Capital City, their two old friends did not go to watch the battle. Instead, they went to the Changpu River to find flowers and wine to drink. Unfortunately, they were all poor people and could only watch but not touch. It is said that Whether you can take it away or not depends on your ability and the money in the guest's pocket. Zhu Fengxian had no shortage of silver notes at hand. He never thought that the two young men who were singing at the wine table to cheer up probably thought that the two guests were really in love with each other. He was a bit too old, so he just smiled and said nothing, pretending not to understand Zhu Fengxian's hint.

In the capital city of Li, Zhu Fengxian didn't dare to make any mistakes. He just took out a gold ingot as a reward and took the opportunity to touch the woman's white and tender hands.

There was nothing I could do about it. When Zhu Fengxian rewarded him with silver ingots, the two women didn't even pay attention.

After walking out of the restaurant with his old friend, Zhu Fengxian walked by the Changpu River and couldn't help but sigh, gold is precious, but silver can't be seen in his eyes.

At this moment, Yu Cangmang caught a glimpse of Yan Guan and Huang Mei walking up the stairs, and said: "I feel aggrieved. If I had known it would end like this, I would never have joined Fushu Hall. You really blame me for this, and I dragged you along with you to your misfortune." .”

Although he is said to be a gang elder, he actually has no real power at all. Most of the time, he just punches the two kids.

Yan Guan was okay, his punches were measured, and he was kind-hearted. However, when he looked at the girl with delicate features, he was so ruthless that he beat them both like walking wooden stakes.

I just have to admit that Huang Mei's martial arts achievements will definitely be higher than those of her senior brother Yan Guan.

Although he is only in the Sixth Realm now, he is heading towards the Far Traveling Realm. On the other hand, that strict officer is very likely to stop at the golden body level in this life. In the future, he will at most be sent to a certain senior brother's sect. The euphemistic name is to experience the world, but in fact he will deal with a lot of political affairs.

Zhu Fengxian smiled and said: "A man can bend and stretch, so it doesn't matter. Just treat it as a casual meal. If you want to be more liberal, it doesn't matter if the person who feeds you has an ugly face. The bowl of rice on the table is not unpalatable, so that's it." "

On the bow of the ship, two uninvited guests came slowly. It seemed that they were coming for them.

One of them, wearing a green shirt, was the first to hold his fists and smile: "Old gang leader Zhu, we say goodbye to Qingluan country. We haven't seen each other for many years, but the old gang leader's style remains the same."

The young attendant, who was half a body behind when walking, followed suit and clasped his fists.

Zhu Fengxian vaguely recognized that the other person looked familiar, and asked tentatively: "But that person whom I met by chance in Jinguiguan... Mr. Chen?"

In fact, it was Master Chen Xian, but Zhu Fengxian didn't think of this mountain god, but thought he was a man from the world.

After a chance encounter that year, Zhu Fengxian even let Chen Xianshi and his party live in a house just built with money from the Daze Gang.

Chen Ping'an smiled heartily and said, "The old gang leader has great eyesight!"

Zhu Fengxian laughed loudly and grabbed Chen Ping'an's arm, "Let's go to the second floor to drink. I have good wine from the mountains in my house! I bought it from Da Li Capital, and I couldn't bear to give it to Mr. Yu to drink."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it the Changchun Palace Immortal Brew that even rich people can't buy?"

Second floor?

Master Yu Hong and his apprentice seemed to be staying on the third floor, each with their own private rooms.

Of course, it may be the third-floor house in Changchun Palace. The number is too small and even if you have fairy money, you can't buy it.

Zhu Fengxian glared and said, "Mr. Chen, if you chat like this, you won't have any friends."

Chen Ping'an was dragged away and said with a smile: "The old gang leader doesn't have it. I happen to have a few pots on hand, but they are the cheapest ones."

Zhu Fengxian nodded and said: "Okay, Mr. Chen, I will treat this friend as a new acquaintance and we are committed!"

Xiao Mo followed Chen Pingan and saw the pure martial artist named Yu Cangmang cast an inquiring gaze at him. Xiao Mo smiled and nodded in greeting.

Arriving at the room on the second floor, Mr. Zai and his two friends from all walks of life walked to the wine table. Xiao Mo, who was walking at the back, gently closed the door.

After Zhu Fengxian sat down, he smiled and said: "Grandmaster Yu originally wanted us to live upstairs, but Mr. Yu and I both felt that there was no need to spend this unjust money. If possible, we both wanted to live on the first floor. Yes, but Grandmaster Yu didn’t agree. Mr. Chen, taking the ferry from Changchun Palace will cost a lot of money every day, right?”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "So just like the old gang leader Zhu, I don't want to live on the top floor. The wind there is too strong, and if you don't pay attention, you will blow away the money in your pocket."

Yu Cangmang, who had been silent all this time, smiled knowingly.

Zhu Fengxian was convinced and clicked his tongue, "When it comes to money expenses, it's more than a day in the sky and a year on earth. I really can't compare to you gods on the mountain."

Chen Ping'an turned his head, patted Xiao Mo's arm, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, Mr. Zhu has a very good drinking capacity. Please remember to help me stop drinking later."

Xiaomo, who originally planned to just stand there, sat down.

Zhu Fengxian went to take out two jars of wine. During this period, he glanced at Yu Cangmang, who shook his head without revealing anything.

Zhu Fengxian filled four glasses of wine, and Xiao Mo leaned forward, held the glass in both hands to receive the wine, and said thank you.

The conversation was quite reserved at first. Chen Pingan mostly asked about Zhu Fengxian's current situation in recent years and the old gang leader's granddaughter's practice in Jingui Temple.

After a few glasses of wine, the conversation started. Zhu Fengxian raised his glass and said, "Old Yu and I are considered to be elderly, and you and Brother Xiaomo are both young people. No matter what, we both are still alive." , you have to take a good walk."

Everyone drank the wine in their glasses, and Zhu Fengxian filled the glasses again.

Chen Ping'an took a sip and asked: "Did the old gang leader break through the realm by fighting on the battlefield?"

Zhu Fengxian smiled casually and said: "It's just a fluke, not worth mentioning."

Then the old man pointed at Yu Cangmang, "This old man Yu is worthy of mentioning. The earthly immortal monk who killed a demon clan with his fists is considered a real man."

Yu Cangmang shook his head and said: "It was just bad luck on the battlefield, and I just picked it up by chance. It's ridiculous. If there is a fight between enemies, we have to exchange military exploits."

A young immortal master who is rich enough to buy, but not afford, the immortal brew of Changchun Palace.

Yu Cangmang knew roughly where he came from.

On the mountain, a genealogy master's temporary level or cultivation does not mean everything.

I just heard the young man who had known Zhu Fengxian many years ago take the initiative to toast me, "Why is it that you are not really good at picking things up among the dead? Senior Yu, just say this, you have to finish your drink before you commit yourself." One drink as a penalty.”

Zhu Fengxian smiled and scolded: "Hurry up, drink both glasses of wine, remember not to fish with trembling hands, grinding and moaning like a girl."

The wine in Changchun Palace is said to be the most healing immortal wine. It is more beneficial to the body than ordinary wine in the Immortal Palace. They are all good things with a price but no market in the mountains. Yu Cangmang got the root of his illness on the battlefield and has never been able to recover. , otherwise I wouldn’t have defected to Yuhong, so one more drink today is just one drink.

As for why the two of them didn't go to the Dali court to make offerings to Dangdang, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.

In fact, the two pots of Xianjia wine on the table were the healing medicinal wine that Zhu Fengxian bought specially for Yu Cangmang in Dali Capital. However, he never expected that he would meet his friends on the ferry. Zhu Fengxian was so happy that he accidentally forgot about it, so When he was getting the wine, his eyes looked a little apologetic, but Mr. Yu was a generous person, so he didn't mind at all, otherwise the two of them wouldn't be friends.

The two jars of wine on the table were almost full, Xiaomo actually didn't drink two glasses, and Chen Ping'an still had some wine in the glass in front of him.

Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo."

Xiao Mo took out two bottles of wine, placed them gently on the table, and then stood up to pour the wine.

Earlier, the young master patted his arm and quietly handed the two bottles of wine to his hand.

Zhu Fengxian and Yu Cangmang were both old Jianghu people. They just pretended that they deliberately did not see Xiao Mo's action of getting the wine. It was most likely that he took out two jars of wine from the square inch object.

Zhu Fengxian picked up the wine glass, sniffed it, and asked with a smile: "Is it really the wine from Changchun Palace?"

The female cultivators of the Changchun Palace are famous for their eyesight. Since the Immortal Mansion is located in the land of Da Li Longxing, there are also rumors that the current Da Li Empress Dowager once cultivated herself in the Changchun Palace when she was still the empress. Therefore, monks from Changchun Palace are naturally superior to others when they go out. Just like Zhu Fengxian, even a martial artist with a golden body can collect enough immortal money, but if he wants to buy the immortal brew from Changchun Palace, he can't find a way.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "There are many friends on the mountain, so there is nothing we can do about it."

Zhu Fengxian choked for words for a moment. Damn it, these genealogy masters are so annoying when they talk.

Zhu Fengxian took a sip of his drink and said, "Mr. Chen, I didn't ask too much back then. After all, we had only known each other for a short time. If I were to ask all the questions, it would appear that I had ulterior motives. Now I have to say more. Is he from a wealthy family at the foot of the mountain, or is he an immortal on a mountain?" Is your residence high?"

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then changed his mind and chose to tell the truth: "I have always been in the Luo Luo Mountain in Dali Longzhou."

Zhu Fengxian spit out a mouthful of wine on the spot.

The old man was both frightened by the answer and distressed by the sip of fairy brew.

Xiao Mo gently waved his sleeves to disperse the large mouthfuls of wine that were sprayed towards the young master.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Old gang leader and Mr. Yu, haven't you seen that scene in the mirror?"

Zhu Fengxian shook his head and said: "That thing costs a lot of money, and it is the money of the gods on the mountain. The flowers are fancy. Lao Yu and I are not interested, and we don't have the spare money in our pockets. We usually have no shame to rub off on anyone else's mirror, fish, etc." The two disciples of the old master were quite happy with this. One looked at the fairies and the other looked at the swordsman, and they were very happy. I heard that Huang Mei would become a nymphomaniac every time she saw the Wei Da swordsman from Fengxue Temple. In her room , and also asked the masters of painting on the mountain to draw a hanging portrait of Wei Dajianxian..."

Yu Cangmang saw that Zhu Fengxian's words were getting more and more out of tune, so he quickly kicked his old friend lightly under the table to remind him not to be stupid after drinking.

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "No wonder."

Then Chen Ping'an raised his glass and said, "That's all I'll drink today."

Xiaomo toasted together.

Zhu Fengxian picked up the wine glass and asked cautiously: "Master Chen is the Immortal Genealogy Master of Luopo Mountain, right? But he is the direct disciple of the Ancestral Master Hall?"

"Don't be in a hurry to drink. Wait until I finish."

Chen Pingan smiled and stretched out a hand to stop Zhu Fengxian from drinking, "He is the Immortal Genealogy Master and the mountain master of Luolu Mountain."

Zhu Fengxian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He was so happy that he held the wine bowl in one hand and pointed at Mr. Chen opposite him.

Good boy, very funny.

Zhu Fengxian said: "Mr. Chen, we have just started drinking, please stop chatting."

Under the table, Yu Cangmang quickly kicked the stupid Zhu Fengxian.

Since the other party is an immortal master who practices Taoism in the mountains, can he just joke about this kind of thing in the mountains?

Just like you Zhu Fengxian, no matter how courageous you are, you dare to go out in the world and say that you are Yuhong when you meet everyone?

So when the man in green shirt finished drinking the wine in his glass, he reached out to cover the glass, smiled and said he would keep it for now.

Zhu Fengxian was still dreaming, he just stood up to see each other off, forgetting to stop the other party from continuing to drink.

Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold and walked to the door. He clasped his fists and said goodbye, "Old Gang Leader Zhu and Mr. Yu, please don't send me away."

Finally, Xiaomo closed the door.

Inside the house, a moment later.

"Old Yu, come on, give me a punch."

"Yu Cangmang! I fucked your mother, and you really hit me?!"

Walking down the stairs, Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Sir, I have a question."

This time, Xiao Mo learned to be smarter, and there was no such thing as "talk when you should, but don't talk when you shouldn't".

Chen Ping'an said: "Just ask."

Xiao Mo asked: "Master, don't you feel tired when you take care of others like this?"

The wine that the young master invited the two old warriors to drink today seems to be called Baihua Nong, which is not Changchun Palace wine at all.

And probably because he heard about Yu Cangmang's incident, the young master announced his identity today. Of course, he didn't mean to show off, but it was a meeting in the world. You don't need to talk about your identity, just watch the wine.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh and said: "Of course I'm not tired. What's the point of being tired? Xiao Mo, you've fallen short of your standards this time by flattering me."

Wearing straw sandals and carrying a basket, he goes up the mountain to get herbal medicine. He goes out early and comes back late every day. He cannot help but be unaware of the warmth and coldness of people's hearts, the suffering of cold and heat, and the long journey.

What's more, those journeys in the world were not in vain.

"Young Master is a good man."

"I have to accept these kind words."