Sword of Coming

Qingming is the world, Xuandu is watching.

In the peach blossom forest, an old Taoist priest and a handsome young man wearing a tiger head hat walked side by side, followed by a fat man, looking around to see if there were any peach branches on the ground.

The group of traveling sword cultivators from the Great Wall of Sword Qi respectively settled in the White Jade City of Qingming World, Shenxiao City, Suishu Palace, and Xuandu Temple.

Xuandu Temple only had this fat man who was obsessed with money. However, the young swordsman and the old temple master were very close to each other. Of course, they might think they were in love.

Anyway, Yan Zhuo has been secretly doing business under the guise of an old patron over the years, and has done quite a lot of business. A behemoth like Xuandu Temple cannot be counted with one hand on the vassal mountain. Add in the dozens of dynasties and vassal states that rely on Xuandu Temple. Even if we only talk about Xuandu Temple itself, there are nearly 100,000 Taoist officials under its jurisdiction. There are so many people.

The old temple owner just turned a blind eye. Anyway, the money exchanges were all beneficial and did not go to outsiders. If Fatty Yan can get money from Bai Yujing one day, it will be no problem to give him a gold plaque. The old temple owner can even ask Lu Laosan to inscribe it.

The old temple master pondered for a long time, and finally opened the skylight and spoke frankly, "Bai Ye, are you willing to serve as the abbot of Xuandu Temple in the future?"

Bai Ye didn't seem surprised either. He shook his head and said bluntly: "It's impossible."

The old temple master nodded, "I know this is the answer, but I can't help but ask more, just in case."

The old temple master was silent for a moment, and then asked: "The temple master is unwilling to be a prison guard with a lot of worldly affairs. It is more troublesome than being a temple master, so it is impossible. What about being a master?"

The leader of a Taoist temple can be either virtual or real. If he is willing to take care of things, he can take care of everything, no matter how big or small, and he can grasp them all without any problem. If you don't want to take care of it, it's just a false title. You can let it go to the Taoist temple to supervise the palace. The leader is known as the pillar of the Taoist temple and a model for the Taoists. Only those who have outstanding merits and are proficient in the laws and regulations can achieve the highest level of Taoism. He is competent, and with this he can set an example for the jungle and the eyes of man and heaven.

It is somewhat similar to the Haoran Tianxia Mountain sect, where one person serves as both the chief worshipper and guest minister.

Bai Ye still shook his head, "I really don't want to be distracted."

The old temple master sighed, "I want you to be a deacon, even if you are willing to do it for nothing, I don't have the shame to give it to you. It will be a joke to Qing Ming for nothing."

Generally, larger Taoist temples have eight deacons, three capitals, five masters and eighteen heads.

Yan Zhuo found that the atmosphere was a bit dull, so he recommended himself: "Old temple master, if you are the master of the temple, if you don't mind, junior..."

The old temple master already nodded and answered: "Disgusted."

Yan Zhuo was not crazy, and he didn't dare to expect to be the master of Xuandu Temple. However, he had started to make small calculations in the past few years. He felt that with his deep friendship with the old temple master, he had to think about it no matter what. The position of the head of Shifang Yunshui Hall is specifically responsible for the placement of traveling Taoist priests. Although there is not much money, Yan Zhuo has his own means to expand his wealth. Of course, he is not the kind of eccentric person.

The old temple leader suddenly said: "Fat Yan, one day when you reach the Jade Pu Realm, Pindao will find an opportunity to hold a discussion in the ancestral hall. He will mention it casually and recommend your boy to be the deacon of the accountant, but he will say it in advance. Okay, if the poor Taoist has been idle for a long time and does not have enough prestige in the Taoist temple, he may not be able to succeed. You have heard it today. Don’t be too concerned about it. It’s best if you can succeed. If you can’t succeed, don’t blame the poor Taoist for not being able to do the job.”

Yan Zhuo rubbed his hands and smiled, "I understand, I understand, it's easy to talk about."

The accountant deacon, one of the eight great deacons, was almost equivalent to the household secretary of a large dynasty under the mountain given the huge scale and rich foundation of Xuandu Temple.

The old temple master turned his head and looked at one place, then said goodbye and left. Bai Ye hesitated to speak. The old temple master smiled knowingly and said: "If you have the opportunity, replant the peach blossoms."

The old temple master retreated to the mountains and rivers, and walked to another part of the peach forest. Next to the stream, stood a woman with white hair but the face of a girl.

Master Lao Guan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister."

The girl just nodded in greeting and looked up at the sky.

Xuanduguan has always claimed to the outside world that she is in seclusion.

In fact, he was traveling around, and now his merits have been fulfilled. Only then did he return to Xuandu Temple.

Waiting for the weather, just waiting for rain.

It is both a far-reaching plan to prepare for a rainy day, and also a rather helpless last resort.

Therefore, when he showed up this time, he would not put on any airs of being a senior sister with Xiao Sun.

The "girl" looked away, looked down at the stream, and murmured: "The peach blossoms are flowing away in the flowing water."

This sentence comes from Bai Ye's "Answers to Common People's Questions in the Mountains".

Her name is Wang Sun, and her Taoist name is "Kongshan". She was once recognized as the most qualified Taoist official in the history of Xuandu Temple. It can even be said that several junior disciples were brought up by her when they were young. Among them is Sun Huaizhong, the current temple master. .

The general manager heard that it was the praise given to her by the outside world. Nothing can be achieved without success, is how she evaluates herself.

In addition to the Sui Palace and the Stork Tower, the river flows eastward. There is a mainstay, which is one of the few dragon-resting stones in the world. There are many buildings and many cliff carvings.

Cheng Quan, the old Yuanying sword cultivator, was standing on the edge of the cliff with an old friend, watching the water. However, there was a huge difference in height between the two. Standing next to the old sword cultivator was a child with an immature face, but he looked very old-fashioned.

It was Nalan Shaowei, one of the ten sword immortals at the top of the Great Sword Qi Wall.

He "appeared" a little later than Chen Xi in Feisheng City. Just because Sui Chugong was too polite, they mobilized a large number of people to find him a pair of immortal skins of a great monk in the Ascension Realm. Instead, they were rare relics left by a sword cultivator after his death.

On a high-rise building by the river, stood a young Taoist official leaning on a railing. He was full of bookishness and looked across the river in a daze. The river looked like a natural chasm.

On one side there are swarms of ants, on the other side there are only a few figures. Because in this person's eyes, it is as if this river is used as a boundary. On one side are the great monks of the Fourteenth Realm, and on the other side are the living beings below the Fourteenth Realm.

Nalan Shaowei glanced at the young Taoist official on the other side of the Stork Tower, who looked like a scholar, and said casually: "The monk from Suizhu Palace is either in retreat or preparing for retreat. Why do I often see this guy hanging out on the tower? .”

Cheng Quan said: "His name is Gao Ping, and he has two Taoist titles, 'Taihang' and 'Zou Ge', which sound surprising. Gao Ping is the chief Taoist official of Sui Chu Palace. It seems that he has been in charge for many years and has not been able to do anything." After being promoted to an official position, he has been responsible for the records and documents submission of all Taoist priests in the temple. However, in addition to his status as the master of the Eight Classics of Zhenger, Gao Ping seems to have the only official position outside the palace, "literature". Anyway, he is a former It's something I've never heard of. If Lord Yin Guan is here, he must know the twists and turns here."

Nalan Shaowei nodded and said: "It is an ancient official position in Haoran Tianxia. It is very old. The official hat is very small, but if you don't have any knowledge, you will definitely not be able to be this official. It is not very useful now."

Cheng Quan looked at Nalan Shaowei in surprise.

Nalan Shaowei laughed and scolded: "What a look, I know the origin of 'literature', what's so strange about it, it seems like I found that boy Chen Ping'an doesn't understand."

Cheng Quan chuckled and said, "In terms of swordsmanship, you are temporarily better than Master Yinguan. I agree, but in terms of the ink in your stomach, you are really incomparable. You just happened by chance."

Nalan Shaowei changed the subject, "Have you ever dealt with him?"

Cheng Quan nodded and said: "I met him several times in the building and by the river. He is a boring gourd. I didn't talk much. There are some rumors about him in Sui Chu Gong. I only chatted with the old man nicknamed Xiaobai. He seemed to like him. Playing chess, Palace Master Wu occasionally participates in it, but there is a strange rule that both parties only play the first forty moves."

Nalan Shaowei nodded and said, "I often talked with Sun Juyuan and the others back then. We won more and lost less."

Cheng Quan asked: "Do you really know how many lines there are on the chessboard?"

Nalan Shaowei smiled angrily and said, "You just have a bad mouth."

Cheng Quan smiled and said, "Have you passed the trick?"

Nalan Shaowei ignored the top three masters of Sword Qi Great Wall and just looked at the young-looking Taoist official, hoping to play a few games with him if he had the chance.

Over at the Stork Tower, Gao Ping smiled from the bottom of his heart and said: "When Nalan Sword Immortal is free one day, he can come here as a guest. I want to review the final battle with Nalan Sword Immortal against the Sword Qi Great Wall together. "

Nalan Shaowei smiled and said: "I don't understand those vain people. You have found the wrong person. You have to talk to the young people at the Summer Palace about this."

Gao Ping smiled and said: "Sword Immortal Nalan is so humble. It's just a paper war."

Nalan Shaowei was noncommittal.

After Gao Ping paid his respects, he turned around and walked into the Stork Tower. After closing the door, the Taoist official saw a map of the situation in Jiuzhou, which would change slightly almost every year.

When asked about Bai Yujing who will be removed from the palace in the future, the palace owner Wu Shuangjiang himself may only account for at least half.

The other half is the nine states in the world included in this situation map.

The wind and snow are vast, and the snowflakes are as big as the palm of your hand.

A barefooted monk in purple, leaving no trace in the snow, walked alone on the border between the two states. He came to a land of barren mountains and rivers with almost no spiritual energy, and looked at a cliff.

There are masters in the mountains.

The ninety-year-old monk is sitting dangerously in a deep valley. Forever and ever, the high wind will never fall.

Jiang Xiu, who said goodbye to his elegant prime minister Yao Qing and left the Qingshen Dynasty, wanted to come here to listen to his opinions.

After getting the ambiguous answer, Jiang Xiu just laughed it off and continued traveling.

Quietly enter the boundary of Youzhou.

In Zhulu County, which is said to be the site of an ancient battlefield, there is a Qianhe Bridge in a place called Jiamaying.

A village woman walked out of a copper camel lane and crossed the bridge with a load.

There is a bamboo basket on each end of the load, and two children are sitting in the basket.

Jiang Xiu smiled and said, "You are picking on two ancestors."

In a remote area of ​​Youzhou, there is a small Taoist temple called Zhuxu Temple.

On the narrow street outside the door, a bookstall was set up at the corner. There were not only Jianghu romance novels, but also short story books and comic books. They were only for rent but not for sale. You could read a book by spending one copper coin.

There were some children in crotchless pants sitting on the high and low benches, as well as a few idle young scoundrels, reading books and chatting about naughty things.

The stall owner is a young Taoist priest with a fair face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong build. His name is Mao Zhui, but he has no Taoist name yet.

Zhuxu Temple is a small Taoist temple in the small county town. Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, the hair cone is the classic building of that small Taoist temple, which is also the person in charge of food.

But after all, he is a Taoist official with a clean flow. When walking on the road, you can be called "Master" by others.

And his master is a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple. His status is second only to the temple master and the supervisor, the third highest position.

The young Taoist official couldn't make much money by setting up a bookstall here. When he was young, he worked as a mountaineer, going into the mountains to collect herbs, catch centipedes, weave cricket cages, and do anything to make money.

Logically speaking, he is a Taoist official and his appearance is not bad, so he is not a bachelor. But the problem is that the neighbors say that this Dianzao master named Mao seems to be a little confused. I would often be in a daze, or while eating, my face would suddenly burst into tears, but the problem was that there was no cry. Over time, no one dared to propose marriage. Otherwise, any Taoist official who has issued an ultimatum would not be a favorite.

Mao Zhui had a piece of sauced pork wrapped in oil paper spread out on his palm, with seven or eight garlic cloves in it, and he was chewing it carefully.

A young Taoist priest came to the street. He was wearing a hard-brimmed round hat and a Hunyuan scarf, and his bun was exposed, with a boxwood hairpin crossing it.

The foreign Taoist priest stopped, looked up at the plaque of the small Taoist temple, and said with a smile: "It's good to use the excess to make up for the deficiency."

Only by adhering to the way of profit and losing it can you avoid the regret of overpowering the dragon and the mistakes of the universe.

The young Taoist priest turned his head and looked at the hair cone with a smile.

There are big states and small countries, big counties and small counties, and small Taoist temples, but he is a great monk.

Not "but there is", but "but is".

Because the Taoist audience and the Taoist temple itself were transformed by this Taoist priest.

Mao Zhui turned to look at the person and sighed, "Close the stall."

The children immediately became unhappy, and Mao Zhui had no choice but to say: "Next time, everyone will read three books, and there will be no charge."

There is no next time anyway.

The children dispersed happily.

As for those young men, they didn't care much. They just kept their temper and cursed a few words before leaving. The main reason was that they felt that the foreign Taoist priest didn't seem like a good person.

The young Taoist priest smiled and said: "It took a lot of effort to find this place. No wonder Master Lu can't find you."

Mao Zhui said: "It's not that he can't find me, it's that he doesn't need to find me for the time being."

The young Taoist priest smiled and said: "It's the same anyway, it's the poor Taoist who got there first."

"The Qingshen Dynasty can't protect you. Yao Qing has too many concerns and his realm is a bit lacking, so he said hello to Pindao."

"In Pindao's Difei Mountain, once the formation is opened, you can hide in the Huayang Palace Ancestor Cave to protect you for a hundred years. It's not a big problem. Anyway, Pindao can pay for all the expenses of opening the mountain gate array. The Qingshen Dynasty will be reimbursed."

Mao Zhui sneered: "Aren't you worried that he will be right in front of you the next moment?"

"First of all, Pindao's formation skills and means of concealing the secrets of heaven are not too bad."

The young Taoist priest walked to the stall, picked a bench and sat down, and said with a smile: "Furthermore, it is obvious that Bai Yujing cannot deal with it. There are already Xuandu Temple and Suichu Palace, and there is another Difei Mountain." , it’s nothing, he’s really invincible.”

There is a country in Youzhou that is as powerful as the Qingshen Dynasty in Bingzhou. Among them, the Yang family of Hongnong has been the backbone of the temple since ancient times. The Yang family has always been the largest pilgrim in Huayang Palace. Not only the incense money, but also many Taoist officials in Difei Mountain are from the Hongnong Yang family.

As long as it falls into the hands of a certain Bai Yujing within a hundred years, those who can be punished or not will be punished severely, and those who can be killed or not will be killed.

In fact, these are nothing, everyone knows anyway, Yu Dou never deliberately targets anyone, he just discusses the matter.

The problem is that this Taoist second-in-command, every time he holds someone against the rules accountable, he kills or severely punishes them as usual. In addition to discussing the matter, he also investigates "the teacher's fault for not being strict in teaching", which makes the whole mountain bow his head. This is nothing, earth lungs. There once was a young man in Shantou who was deprived of his ultimatum as a Taoist priest in the world and could never be appointed as a Taoist official. He was not convinced, not for himself, but for the sake of his master and Shantou. He insisted on asking for an explanation and justice from the Taoist lao Er.

And this man was not only born in the Yang family of Hongnong, but he was also the youngest disciple of this "young Taoist priest".

As a result, there was a big fuss. Not only did this former Taoist official named Yang get a second degree of guilt, but he also implicated the family in the "son's failure to teach, it's the father's fault", so that the Hongnong Yang family would not be injured, at least

Back then, a highly respected old Taoist priest, one of the ten people in Qingming Tianxia, ​​stood on the border of Baiyujing and looked at the 12th floor of Baiyujing's Five Cities from a distance.

And he is the ancestor of Huayang Palace in Difei Mountain, Gao Gu, whose Taoist name is "Juyue". He is recognized as the number one alchemist in the world.

Mao Zhui shook his head and said, "You still underestimate that person too much."

Gao Gu smiled and said: "Why don't you put it another way? Gao Gu overestimates himself?"

Mao Zhu twitched the corner of his mouth, "This joke sounds good."

"Fellow Taoist Chunyang once said that once a golden elixir is in my belly, I know that my destiny is not determined by God."

Gao Gu said: "We are lucky enough to be born as human beings, and to be able to climb mountains and practice Taoism. The things we seek, no matter how hard it is, are ultimately just to maintain our humanity. As for you, Master Bai Gu, after all, you are not a walking corpse, you are seeking humanity. , prove yourself. Fellow Taoist, do you think so?"

Mao Zhui was silent for a moment and said, "Wait until I finish eating the sauced pork and garlic cloves."

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In Yuzhang County, Hongzhou, Dali, a new logging institute was established.

Yuzhou, which is connected to Hongzhou, had established a weaving bureau before this, which was nominally responsible for the supervision and weaving of textile supplies required for imperial and official use within the state. The first chief officer was a young official named Li Baozhen, who came from the battlefield and had military honors. But even the governor of a state is not qualified to review this person's files.

When Li Zhizao took office, he only brought two personal followers as assistant officers of the Zhizao Yamen Office, both of whom were surnamed Zhu.

According to local chronicles, there is often a loud noise in the sky near noon in Yuzhong for no reason, as loud as thunder, hence the name Yuzhou.

Late this night, weaving officer Li Baozhen and two assistant officials from the government office visited the Yuzhang County Logging Institute.

The three of them met Lin Zhengcheng. Li Baozhen bowed as a junior and said, "Uncle Lin, my nephew has taken the liberty of paying me a visit."

Lin Zhengcheng, who sat vigil by the stove in the study, just nodded in greeting.

Seeing that Li Baozhen seemed to be planning to continue standing and talking, Lin Zhengcheng took a poker and poked the charcoal a few times, pressed it a few times, and signaled the three visitors to stop standing. alright."

In fact, given the identities of both parties, it is impossible to discuss any official matters. The newly established Yuzhou Weaving Bureau and Hongzhou Logging Institute, similar to the earliest Longquan County Kiln Supervision and Construction Bureau, are a kind of "sink" of the Dali court. The organization, the government office is secretly folded, and goes directly to Tianting. If two chief officials contact each other privately and plot something, it is a taboo in officialdom. However, in general human relations, there is no need to be too deliberately alienated. As for the scale of this period, it depends on the Taoism of their respective sects. Just like tonight's meeting, both Lin Zhengcheng and Li Baozhen will take the initiative to record, and even if they intend to To conceal it, there will definitely be some officials in the Weaving Bureau or the Logging Institute who will let His Majesty the Emperor know about this matter.

According to Da Li's new Code of Laws, the rank of the Yuzhou Weaving Bureau is much higher than that of the Yuzhang County Logging Institute. As the chief weaving official, Li Baozhen's official rank is from the fourth rank, plus some hidden In terms of authority, it is not an exaggeration to say that Li Zhizao is half a feudal official.

The four of them sat around the fire, with an iron net clamped on top of the brazier, roasting some golden rice cakes and tofu cubes, which was probably a midnight snack.

The father and daughter surnamed Zhu had long since left their humble status and followed their son Li Baozhen, wandering outside for more than 20 years. After being polished by the public practice, and fighting on some different battlefields without the sight of swords and swords, Zhu He and his daughter Zhu Lu are now separated. They are a martial artist at the Golden Body Realm and a martial artist at the Sixth Realm. The latter just broke through at the beginning of this year.

An old martial artist, nearly sixty years old, with a slight frost on his temples.

Lin Zhengcheng turned to look at the old man and said with a smile: "Zhu He, we haven't seen each other for many years."

Zhu He smiled and nodded: "It must have been twenty years since we last met."

Back then, Lin Zhengcheng was one of the first small town natives to leave Lizhu Dongtian and move to the capital. Although Zhuhe is the nursing home of the Li family on Fulu Street and belongs to the family, in the early years of the town, Lin Zhengcheng was an assistant officer in the supervising office and often accompanied the superintendent to inspect the kiln entrance, and the Li family had its own Zhu He was the one taking care of the specific affairs of Long Kiln, so the two parties met frequently and were no strangers to each other.

Lin Zhengcheng turned around and asked, "Zhu Lu, have you ever married?"

The woman looked a little cautious and shook her head slightly, "I'm not married yet."

Lin Zhengcheng nodded and said, "I know you have been high-spirited since you were a child."

Zhu Lu looked stunned.

Li Baozhen actually envied the father and daughter, who could reminisce with Lin Zhengcheng for a few words, unlike himself, who came to the logging yard today just to pay a visit to the mountain.

Regarding Lin Zhengcheng, a secretive official of the former Supervisory and Construction Department, Li Baozhen only knew a little bit about the depth of the water and the shallowness of the water.

Just like the dignified third-rank governor of Yuzhou, he was unable to access the files of a fourth-rank weaving officer in his own territory. This was Li Baozhen's confidence.

As the chief officer in charge of the entire southeastern intelligence of Aquarius Continent in the past, Li Baozhen had access to many Dali intelligence secret files. From Lin Zhengcheng's seemingly detailed and mediocre resume, and Lin Zhengcheng's subsequent work in the Dali Capital Information Office, Li Baozhen took up the post, but he smelled something extremely hidden and unusual, and even came up with an inference that made Li Baozhen feel chills down his spine. The uncle Lin who remembered being unsmiling in his youth might be the national master Cui Chan who was placed in Lizhu. A key chess piece in Dongtian, and this seemingly inconspicuous chess piece is very likely to affect the trend of the entire Dali court to a certain extent. This is an official intuition of Li Baozhen.

Lin Zhengcheng glanced at Li Zhizao, who was sitting upright. He was not young anymore. He was in his forties, and his official position was from the fourth rank. If he put aside his identity as the emperor's confidant, in fact, in the two temples of Dali Capital and Peidu, the Zhizao Bureau was after all a member of the Dali Imperial Court. Ad hoc institutions are "cool bench" yamen that are on the fringes of officialdom. Therefore, they are not as eye-catching as Cao Gengxin and Yuan Zhengding, disciples of the Shangzhuguo surname. However, some people do seem to be born to join the officialdom. In addition, the only one of the Fulu Street Li family who has a profound background to be involved in officialdom is Li Baozhen.

Lin Zhengcheng gently flicked the charcoal fire with a pair of tongs, covering it in dust, and said calmly: "A person's use of wisdom is to burn charcoal for warmth. Only by learning to hide one's strength and bide one's time can the fire last a long time."

Li Baozhen nodded and said with a smile: "In addition to being diligent and frugal in running the house and saving charcoal, you must also increase your wisdom. Going up the mountain to cut wood and burn charcoal is one way, and buying charcoal with others is another. In addition, burning charcoal for heating in the cold winter is not only under your own control." As long as the fire is good, you should also pay attention to the people sitting around the fire, and try to prevent everyone from feeling that the temperature of the charcoal fire is too hot."

Lin Zhengcheng nodded and drew inferences from one example. He was a smart man and it was easy to chat.

The three younger brothers and sisters of the Li family on Fulu Street have indeed fulfilled that prophecy.

Lin Zhengcheng asked casually: "Having been an official for so many years, have you gained any insights?"

"Don't look down on anyone."

Li Baozhen said: "Emperors, generals, merchants and pawns, gods on the mountain, ghosts and monsters, all have their own merits. It is especially important to pay attention to the fact that the people below have the wisdom of the superior."

Zhu Lu hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Uncle Lin, over the years, the young master has always liked to deal with various religions and people, but he has not had many interactions with Dali officials."

Lin Zhengcheng smiled and said: "Don't use Qianlong."

Li Baozhen looked as usual.

Lin Zhengcheng said: "I want to get the comment of 'seeing a dragon in the field', which is almost meaningless. Of course, I am an errand in the logging institute. I just met a junior from the same hometown and couldn't help but say a few words of relying on my elders. No Li Zhizao, a senior official in the Ministry of Rites of Dali, shouldn't take him too seriously."

Li Baozhen smiled and said: "It has been many years since I left my hometown, and I realized how precious the old sayings of the old people in my hometown are."

Unlike people in other places, who feel that their hometown is smaller the farther away they are from their hometown. The more promising young people like Lizhu Dongtian, without exception, will feel that the "bigness" and deepness of their hometown town are No bottom.

After that, we chatted for about half an hour. Lin Zhengcheng still didn't say much. Li Baozhen mostly talked to him, and Zhu He also talked about past events. Lin Zhengcheng never showed any impatience on his face.

Li Baozhen said goodbye and left the logging yard with Zhu He and Zhu Lu. After leaving the county, in order to take care of Zhu Lu, Li Baozhen sacrificed a talisman boat and returned to Yuzhou. However, he did not go straight to the weaving bureau, but to a place The top of the mountain.

The night was falling, and Li Baozhen had nothing to do. He sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat and picked up a ball of light made of condensed spiritual energy. The boat flew like lightning, drawing a streak of fireflies in the night sky.

The father and daughter were silent, each with their own thoughts.

Zhu He has been a seventh-level martial artist for many years, and after a few more years of hard work, he is expected to travel far and wide as a pure martial artist. According to the arrangement of the Second Young Master, as long as he reaches the level of travel, he will be transferred from the Weaving Bureau to a local military attaché. , the official position is not too high, but with military merits and martial arts, and a warrior in the far-traveling realm, it must not be too low. In the future, it is no longer a luxury to build an ancestral hall, compile a genealogy, and enshrine the tablets of ancestors and gods, Zhu He A martial artist, with his lowly status in the past, could be regarded as a glorious figure by doing something like this.

Zhu He has never been a very ambitious person. If it is not to repay the kindness of the Li family, he also needs to make long-term considerations for his only daughter Zhu Lu. In fact, Zhu He hopes to leave officialdom and live far away from the treasure bottle of the Dali Dynasty. In the south of the continent, a certain country settled in the arena, either establishing a sect or opening a tavern to recruit disciples.

Zhu Lu was in a complicated mood.

Zhu Lu, who has been away from home for many years and is no longer a girl, occasionally thinks about what her life would have been like if she had not left the school team.

When the group left the town, walked through the Longxu River and Tiefu River, passed by Qidun Mountain, and finally arrived at Hongzhu Town, then there was the turmoil and they parted ways.

If they had never been separated, she followed him to Sui Academy?

Li Baoping, she and her father. Lin Shouyi, Li Huai, and that person.

Zhu Lu felt that there were two groups of people at that time. Although they were traveling together, they were two different people.

During this period, they met a man wearing a bamboo hat and a sword and leading a donkey. He called himself A Liang, a kind-hearted Liang and a swordsman.

He also claimed that his swordsmanship was invincible and unparalleled. Even he felt terrible when he took it seriously. His swordsmanship was so easy that he could not splash water. If a piece of his clothes got wet, it would be considered as if he was not good at swordsmanship... So every time he passed by the river, Li Huai would ask A Liang. Standing on the shore, pick up a pile of stones by yourself, let A Liang practice his so-called sword skills, or wait for the rainy day with his fingers.

The commotion continued until the end. Even an honest man like Zhu He felt that the seemingly unfathomable swordsman was a charlatan who only knew how to talk.

As a result, at the confluence of three rivers, as if the rivers divided and merged, it seemed that three completely different paths of life had happened.

She and her father sadly left Hongzhu Town and followed the second son of the Li family on Fulu Street.

Li Baoping and his party continued to the Sui Cliff Academy.

As for that idle pervert, on that day he broke through the sky and went to the Qingming world. He was able to learn both boxing and sword skills from Master Bai Yujing, and he even reached the fourteenth level as a sword cultivator... …

Lin Shouyi once served as the temple priest of Dadu in the central part of the country. He was already a Yuanying realm monk and it was said that he had recently started to retreat.

Li Baoping is already a gentleman of the academy. Even Li Huai inexplicably became a sage at Sui Cliff Academy.

As for that person, he is... on the "mountain road" of future life, he will be the best.

After hearing about it, at the border of Dali, there were three more people in the study team. Cui Dongshan, a young man in white, took two survivors of the Lu family, Yu Lu and Xie Xie, to travel to the Sui Dynasty together.

Yu Lu, the crown prince of the Lu family's subjugated country, has long been a martial artist in the Far Traveling Realm. He has reached the top of the mountain and is sure of success. Thank you for being a land god.

Except for Li Baoping, the young master of the Li family on Fulu Street, everyone else is simply a group of unreasonable... monsters.

Especially the mud-legged man surnamed Chen, who wore straw sandals and a hatchet, was once a skinny young man as black as coal.

Later, I learned that the other party had successively purchased many mountains including Luo Po Mountain, and gradually it became somewhat like a fairy mansion on the mountain.

She had some concerns in her heart, but she felt that as long as she followed the second young master, everything would be worry-free.

Later, when Luolu Mountain asked Li Zhengyang Mountain, Zhu Lu was even more worried, but her father advised her not to be so, saying that the man had a simple temperament and would never settle old scores with our father and daughter.

Later, a Shanshui Di newspaper from the Shanhai Sect of the Middle-earth Divine Continent completely panicked Zhu Lu.

Zhu He noticed that his daughter was worried and asked softly: "What are you thinking about?"

Zhu Lu smiled and shook his head, "Nothing."

There is a scenic spot in Yuzhou called Tianzhu Peak.

One peak stands tall, and every time the sun rises or sets, there will be a sea of ​​golden clouds, and the scenery is magnificent.

A middle-aged and powerful general who was not married yet stayed at the mountain gym to watch the sunrise.

The man was born in a vassal state of the Great Li vassal, but he has already reached the high position of general of Yuzhou. The civilian official Liu Qingfeng and the military general Cao Mao are all very famous high-ranking officials who came from outside the mainland of Great Li.

According to the laws of the Dali court, the ultimate military general is to serve as a hunting envoy, with the highest official position. From the first rank to this step, there is no official title, only the posthumous titles and false titles are important. What follows? , that is, there are a total of twelve generals in four expeditions, four towns, and four levels. Now half of them have followed Song Changjing to the wild world, and the remaining half are stationed on the long border in the middle of Aquarius Continent. Then there are the generals of Yizhou, but not all They are found in every state, but Da Li is only set up in battlegrounds such as Yuzhou.

Late at night, Cao Mao left a few soldiers and a monk who accompanied the army, left the Taoist temple built in the mountain alone, climbed to the top of Tianzhu Peak, found a flat place, brought stones as a bench, and sat in silence .

Cao Mao suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a talisman boat suddenly arrived. It changed its trajectory slightly and did not go to the gym. It lifted the route and landed on the top of the mountain.

After Cao Mao saw the three people on Fu Zhou clearly, he was indifferent and had no intention of getting up to greet them.

A fourth-grade weaving officer who was born in Fulu Street, Tianfulu Street, Lizhudong. In terms of personal relationship, we can't talk about it. We have only met a few times, and we can't even count it as a casual acquaintance. When it comes to official business, both parties are on errands here in Yuzhou. Can't control anyone.

Li Baozhen clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I have met General Cao."

Cao Wu just nodded and did not ask the other party's intention.

Li Baozhen moved forward and squatted aside. Zhuhe and Zhulu, father and daughter, were standing not far away.

Cao Wu saw that Li Zhizao was pretending to be a mute. He really didn't want to be disturbed by an outsider. He frowned slightly and had to ask, "What are you doing?"

Li Baozhen smiled and said: "I just want to catch up with someone who misses me, otherwise I would go directly to the government office to find General Cao."

General Cao Wu of Yuzhou was under the command of Su Gaoshan, the hunting envoy. He followed the Great Li cavalry all the way south to the Old Dragon City at the southernmost point of the continent. Later, the Great Li Dynasty, which was a country and a continent, had to use Old Dragon City as its base. Stronghold, with the power of one continent to resist the monster army in the wild world, the Dali border army fought and retreated to Dadu in the middle of Aquarius Continent.

One went south and the other returned north. In these two continuous battles, Cao Wu made a series of military exploits.

Although he was not a native of the Great Li Dynasty, he eventually stood out and became the one with the most promising future among the generals of Su Gaoshan's old tribe.

Cao Wu would take time out in the first month of every year. He used to go to Dali Capital to visit the general's widow, but now he was going to Su Gaoshan's ancestral hometown to pay New Year's greetings.

There were gossips in the official circles of the capital. Some said that he was just showing off to His Majesty the Emperor, hoping to take the opportunity to win over Su Xunshou's old troops and stand on his own. There were also some harsher words, saying that he was burning a cold stove. Cao Wu It doesn't matter, General Su was kind to me. When General Su was alive, whether it was New Year's greetings or congratulations, the gate of Su's Mansion on Chi'er Street was full of people, and there was no shortage of him. Today is different from the past. General Su is gone, and people who wish to see New Year's greetings are everywhere. Inside, if no one is missing, he cannot be missing.

Cao Wu said: "Li Zhizao, it seems that we haven't gotten to know him well enough yet."

Li Baozhen asked with a smile: "When will General Cao return home in glory?"

Cao Wu smiled and said, "Why did Li Zhizao say this?"

The current emperor of Shihao Kingdom, Han Jingling, the general Huang He and his ilk, could not compete with Cao Wu, the current general of the Great Li imperial court, on an equal footing.

If Cao Wu is willing to restore his identity, even if he intends to take off his identity as General of Yuzhou, return to Shihao Kingdom alone, and change the dynasty, it is not impossible.

Li Baozhen was the leader of the Da Li spies, and of course he knew the true identity of this Yuzhou general. "Cao Wu"'s real name was Xu Mao. He came from the Shihao Kingdom, one of the vassals of the old Zhu Ying Dynasty. Before he defected to the Da Li court, he was Zheng Si Xu Mao was a high-ranking military general and attached to one of the young princes. He had a long ancestral spear and was recognized as the number one in horse fighting. Everyone in the Shihao Kingdom knew the title given by the late emperor, "Henggan Fu Shilang".

Xu Mao was originally a confidant of the prince Han Jingxin, and the Xu family was one of the mainstays of the Shihao Kingdom's frontier army. However, Xu Mao went crazy, carrying two heads, and did not hesitate to kill the owner, and switched to the Dali frontier army cavalry. On the other side of Gaoshan, he started as a scout commander and was promoted step by step to the current general of Yuzhou with his solid military achievements. However, Xu Mao was quite smart and knew how to keep his name anonymous. He used the pseudonym Cao Mao early, otherwise Xu Mao would have done what he did. As soon as it was leaked out, there would be no way to hang out in the Dali frontier army back then. After all, in order to block the southward march of the Great Li Cavalry, the Shihao Kingdom did not hesitate to kill all the frontier troops and trap the capital. However, the Great Li Cavalry, from military generals to captains and soldiers, instead attacked the Shihao Kingdom soldiers who did not hesitate to use eggs to hit rocks. Quite respectful.

Li Baozhen shook his head and said, "Brother Xu Mao, why do you ask questions when you know everything?"

Cao Wu narrowed his eyes and said, "Is this what His Majesty the Emperor means?"

Li Baozhen laughed dumbly, picked up a stone at his feet, and gently threw it away from the cliff, "Your Majesty has always placed great trust in Brother Xu Mao, not to mention that our Dali border army ranges from patrol envoys to ordinary soldiers. In the past hundred years, , regardless of origin, only looking at military merit, how could His Majesty, because of Brother Xu Mao’s identity, create unintended affairs and lose a meritorious general and the mainstay of the frontier army in vain?"

Cao Wu said: "I am a war leader, and you are a weaver. Now we are in peace with no war to fight, but we can't urinate in a pot."

Li Baozhen smiled and said: "In the words of my hometown, we are Laotong brothers."

Cao Wu sneered and said, "We are not from the same hometown. Why did Li Zhizao come to say this?"

Li Baozhen said: "Brother Xu Mao and I share the same zodiac sign. In my hometown, let alone the same zodiac sign, even if we are both sons-in-law who have married into the family, if they meet on the road, they will call each other brother Laotong. "

Zhu He had a straight face, Zhu Lu couldn't hold back his laughter, the young master was talking nonsense again.

Cao Wu lost his patience and said, "If nothing happens, don't make trouble."

Li Baozhen found a few more stones and threw them outside the cliff. "You and I have both met that person before and suffered losses at his hands."

Cao Wu remained silent, his thoughts drifting away.

In the early years of Shihao Country near Shujian Lake, two groups of people met on a narrow road in the wind and snow.

A young man in a green cotton robe, accompanied by two followers. A young ghost cultivator once found a female ghost named Ma Duyi wearing a fox skin talisman.

The prince Han Jingxin, who has not yet become a king but has become a vassal, is the personal guard of the prince. He is the number one martial artist in the Shihao Kingdom and the golden body martial artist Hu Han.

There are also two confidants, the young military general Xu Mao, who is known as the "Hengshan Fu Shilang", and the man who is worshiped in the house, Mr. Zeng.

After that incident, Xu Mao personally killed the more than forty cavalrymen of the palace's elite retinue one by one.

Then he cut off the head of the prince Han Jingxin with a sword and hung it around his waist. I picked three war horses and planned to leave my hometown and find another way out.

However, Xu Mao did not leave in the wind and snow. Instead, he sat on horseback and waited for the man in cotton clothes who had gone after Hu Han to return to his place.

The latter threw Hu Han's head to Xu Mao. Xu Mao was not polite and hung his head on the other side of the saddle. It was also a considerable military achievement and he used it as a certificate of surrender.

At that time, the Shihao Kingdom was one of the important vassal states of the old Zhu Ying Dynasty. From His Majesty the Emperor, to the civil and military officials in the temples, to the chief generals of the various roadside armies, almost everyone was the main fighting faction. Although there is a huge disparity in national power, the Shihao Kingdom failed to cause too many casualties to the Da Li cavalry. However, even if all the northern border troops were defeated and the capital was besieged by Su Gaoshan's army, even if the country was cut off, it would not be able to fight with the Da Li Song family. Bow down and surrender. For example, the prince Han Jingxin once led Xu Mao and his party to personally ambush and kill two Dali border army scouts with accompanying monks. It's just that the general trend is that the end result can only be to hit the stone with an egg.

And Xu Mao, who was in a bad situation as his protector, even if he was lucky enough to sneak into the capital alive and meet the emperor of Shihao Kingdom, he would either be sentenced to death directly or thrown to the battlefield, and he would be called to make up for his past mistakes. All are dead.

After all, the death of a prince who was expected to inherit the throne is no small matter.

Xu Mao simply took refuge in the Dali general Su Gaoshan.

Li Baozhen said in his heart: "In addition, I have also met a knife dealer named Zeng. He once promised me an official position. If there is no guessing, he also promised you an official position, Da Li Patrol Hunter make?"

Xu Mao asked back: "What about you, your surname is Shangzhuguo?"

The Xu family has an ancestral precept that has been passed down orally. The general meaning is that the descendants of the Xu family will need to repay a benefactor who "comes to collect debts" in the future, no matter what the other party asks for, no matter how many years have passed, if they hold the "wind" After meeting this person and confirming his identity, the descendants of Xu's family must repay his kindness unconditionally. Even if they die, they will have no regrets and no room for bargaining.

This long branch has been passed down to Xu Mao for the fifth generation. The Xu family of Shihao Kingdom had been loyal and loyal for generations, sacrificing their lives at the border and guarding the border for successive Han emperors. When it came to Xu Mao's father, he had no choice but to retire and return to his hometown just because he did not get along with the powerful people in the capital, and died in depression.

The person who borrowed the knife from the Mo family was "Mr. Zeng" who had always concealed his identity. After the accident on that snowy night, the two parties had a frank conversation, and Xu Mao was finally able to keep the long branch. Mr. Zeng I also wish Xu Mao one day to become the hunting envoy of Dali.

Assessing the situation, if you can't be a hero, you have to settle for the next best thing and be the hero who rises to the occasion and takes advantage of the trend.

This Mr. Zeng, who has ulterior motives and acts secretly, claims to be just a gangster who begs for food wherever there is food.

Li Baozhen continued to whisper in his heart: "I'm not quite the same as you. Like my fellow villager Dong Shuijing, I'm also a credit card holder. It's just that we are from different backgrounds and each do their own business. The water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river."

Xu Mao asked: "My patience is limited, please let Li Zhizao speak frankly."

"Brother Xu Mao is asked to help us in the same boat. Forget it, I'll just put it in a harsher tone. I'm asking Brother Xu Mao to work with me, or to be precise, with us, as the cormorants, to work together to catch a fish that slips through the net."

Li Baozhen said: "After the matter is completed, I can guarantee that Brother Xu Mao will be a very popular minister during his lifetime and will be extremely honored after his death. He can also find another way out, such as becoming one of the respected mountain heroes in Aquarius Continent. At that time, I want to Whether you want to be a high-ranking mountain god of Dali or a mountain king of the Five Mountains of Shihao Country, it all depends on Brother Xu Mao’s own wishes.”

Li Baozhen threw away the pebbles in his hand and clapped his hands, "A hero is so ambitious in his old age? How can this be enough? It's far from enough."

Xu Mao pointed at the night and said calmly: "Every man in the world is on horseback, and the moon is full of thousands of states in the world."

Li Baozhen sighed softly, "Just pretend I haven't been here tonight."

Because this is Xu Mao's answer.

Whether it is Xu Mao, the poet of the Hengshan Dynasty of Shihao Kingdom, or Cao Wu, the general of Yuzhou in the Dali Frontier Army, they are all warriors, and their life and death are all on horseback and on the battlefield.

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Zhongtu Confucian Temple is a secret place in Gongde Forest.

A prisoner was sitting by the lake, making a nest with the distiller's grains and corn.

The man was guarding a fishing path, in order to atomize the scattered bait, so he threw and lifted the rod again and again, but it was always empty.

That young man came again today. Liu Cha never asked about the other person's name, nor did he care about how a Confucian disciple of the Lower Five Realms could come here.

Liu Cha didn't bother to explain anything. At first glance, the young man looked like an out-and-out layman.

The young man asked curiously: "I heard that you need to use different fishing rods to catch different fish."

Liu Cha chuckled and said: "A master can use a pole, but a layman can set up a street stall."

The young man nodded, "It sounds like what the master said."

The wild world is dragging down the river.

Fei Fei began to retreat.

Then a group of foreign monks came.

It seemed that we had made an appointment to come to Yiluohe to see Bai Ze on the same day.

It's like a forced "visit".

One of them was extremely eye-catching. He looked like a young man, with a thin figure. He was wearing an old mink fur coat and had two blushers on his cheeks. He looked very lively and lively.

The young man had a clear voice and said openly: "Master Bai, I want to discuss something with you."

It turned out to be a girl who looked like a teenager.

Bai Ze smiled and said, "Tell me about it."

She rarely showed a bit of coyness and said: "I plan to go to the vast world, and I will not take the initiative to cause trouble, but starting from the Great Sword Qi Wall, I will kill anyone who dares to stop them, and treat me as a member of the wild world. I've tried my best, but I can't be cut. I've been beaten, caught, and beaten to death. They all think that I'm inferior to others and just admit defeat. But if I successfully reach a certain continent in the vast world, such as Aquarius Continent, I won't Will mess around... Anyway, that's what I mean, Mr. Bai, you are so smart, you must know what I mean."

Bai Ze smiled and said, "Are you looking for him?"

She grinned, a smile as bright as the sun.

Bai Ze said: "Then let's make an agreement. When one day I fight with Li Sheng, you will find an opportunity to return to the wilderness. Therefore, you must find a way out for yourself in advance when traveling far away from Haoran, even if you lose it. Half of my life has to go back to the wild world. Before that, I can say hello to the Li Sheng. You only need to promise not to be an enemy of the wild world in the future, nor to do whatever you want in the wild world, to travel across the border, It must not be a big problem.”

She was obviously surprised, "Is it really possible?!"

She just said it casually. After saying hello to Bai Ze, she was ready to leave. She didn't expect that Bai Ze was so easy to talk to. It seemed that calling him Master Bai with honor was definitely not in vain.

Just such a "girl" is the most outstanding swordsman among the ancient demon clan. She has a lot of Taoist titles, such as Bai Jing, Chao Hao, Outside Scene, Yao Ling...

Bai Ze smiled warmly and said softly: "It seems that he really likes her."

"I'm not sure if I like him or not. That guy just avoided me and I never succeeded."

Bai Jing was a little shy for the first time, "By the way, Mr. Bai, my name is Xie Gou now. How about this new name? Is it suitable?"

Bai Ze hummed, nodded and said, "I'm not good at naming."

Bai Jing was fine, as were the other ancient demons who had woken up from their ten-year sleep.

All of them were trembling in their hearts, frightened, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

A person who can make swordsman Bai Jing respectfully address him as "Master Bai", even if it is just a formality, must be qualified to make Bai Jing bow his head and submit.

Bai Ze smiled and said: "If I'm not wrong, you guys, including Bai Jing, have discussed it in advance to see if you can work together and make a covenant with me, for example, to persuade me not to care about you too much. Is it almost done?”

Bai Jingxiao laughed and said: "Master Bai, but now I regret it and stand with Master Bai. We are all surnamed Bai, we are one family."

It is a barbaric world to keep an eye on Bai Jing, the traitor who has turned his back.

"There is no leader from the Fourteenth Realm. Just relying on numbers doesn't mean much from my side."

Bai Ze narrowed his eyes and said, "It's reasonable and reasonable. It won't be the same next time."

Bai Jing didn't care about the life and death of those "allies". He just muttered happily, "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo? This name is so sincere."

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In the logging yard, Lin Zhengcheng kept vigil alone.

As an outcast in the small town in the past, Lin Zhengcheng saw many things in his eyes. For example, Zhu Lu, who always liked to feel sorry for himself as a girl, is still kept in the dark and does not know his true origin.

She has always felt that the background, talent, luck and good fortune of those people of the same age back then accounted for many factors in their achievements today. For example, Yu Lu's status as the crown prince of the country was subjugated. Another example is that Chen Ping'an met Ning Yao. Wei Bo, the landowner of Qidun Mountain, was lucky enough to become a close disciple of the literary sage lineage, and only then had a series of opportunities and experiences...

In fact, in Qingming Tianxia, ​​there is an idiom that is not widely circulated, called "Zhu Chen is good". In addition, it has also derived a relatively uncommon saying, Zhu Chen's family will never go against each other.

Because in terms of background, Zhu Lu is quite good. It can even be said that among the younger generation in the town, as long as we leave aside a small group of people like Ruan Xiu, Li Liu and Li Xisheng, she is a well-deserved leader, even better than Xie Ling from Taoye Lane and Hu Feng from Xishi Shop are better, because Zhu Lu is a "foreigner" who is half of Lizhu Cave Heaven.

As for the opportunity, it was also given to her.

When Lu Chen came here as a guest before, he revealed more secrets to Lin Zhengcheng. It turned out that Zhu Lu's predecessor came from the ancient battlefield of Qingming World, Zhulu County in Youzhou.

Therefore, she is neither a person with a heart as high as the sky but a life as thin as paper, nor a young lady with a body as a maid.

Even her name has a strong origin, a bit like Li Baoping from Fulu Street to Baopingzhou, and the person who gave the name "Zhu Lu" came from a certain Taoist master in Bai Yujing. , even Yu Dou is a very respectful female crown.

Because she is Bai Yujing, or rather the guardian of the town arranged by Lu Chen for her senior brother.

Of course, it could be just "one". After all, by the side of Zhou Li, the Taoist priest of the Shen Gao Sect, it is no accident that there will be a secret protector. More, Lu Chen didn't say anything.

But even if he is only one of three people, Lu Chen's respect for his master brother is enough to show that Zhu Lu has a good background and a good talent for cultivation, so much so that Lu Chen did not hesitate to deliberately cover up the secret of Zhu Lu who entered the Lizhu Cave a few years in advance. .

Lin Zhengcheng was heartbroken as he listened to the Third Master's sermons over there, and muttered a few words, "Zhu Chen's family, Zhu must give in to Chen's affairs respectfully."

Lin Zhengcheng understood the implication of this sentence, because Li Xisheng's original surname was "Chen", so Zhu Lu was a key chess piece that Bai Yujing sent to the world at a great cost, and at the same time served as "Li Xisheng's" protector on his mountaineering journey. Taoist, Zhu Lu treated Li Xisheng respectfully, which is the meaning of the title.

There is another sentence, "When a man meets a man, he is a friend; when a man meets a woman, he is married. If you marry well, you will never break up."

Lin Zhengcheng's eyes looked strange at that time, and Lu Chen smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, messing up the mandarin duck formula. Wasn't Pindao thinking of matching his future junior brother, Bai Yujing's fourth master, Lalang.

Since Li Xisheng occupies a part of Chen's luck in the town, Zhu Lu's appearance should be both a debt repayment and a cause and effect of flowers and fruits, similar to what the Buddhists say: "the cause of the past life, the result of this life, the cause of this life, the next life" fruit". To say "Zhu must give way to everything he encounters" is also applicable to Zhu Lu and Chen Ping'an in Nipingxiang. In addition, if Zhu Lu can protect Li Baoping all the way to the Sui Dynasty, and also study in the Cliff Academy and Baoping Continent, it will be a small meritorious service. In the future, the founders of the three religions will disperse and wait for her to return to her hometown in Qingming Tianxia. , there must be another "reward" falling from the sky. In short, Bai Yujing will never let her go to a foreign land in vain.

If Zhu Lu's life journey could reach this point step by step, it could have become a beautiful story on the mountain.

If he couldn't seize the opportunity he got, he would have no choice but to "not talk about it", and Lu Chen would pretend that it didn't happen at all.

Just like the direct disciple of Pang Ding in Lingbao City, at the top of Baiyujing, the young Taoist official at that time showed a tenacious Taoist heart that was unlucky, but Yu Dou and Lu Chengao took a look at him.

Sun Jiashu of Old Dragon City missed out on a fortune equivalent to "the whole of Old Dragon City". Sun Jiashu did not become depressed. Instead, he realized the valuable truth that "making one's destiny depends on heaven, and establishing one's destiny depends on oneself".

Lin Zhengcheng didn't bother to beat around the bush with Lu Chen and directly asked him how he planned to deal with Zhu Lu.

Are you just going to abandon Zhu Lu, or are you planning to bring him back to Qing Ming Tianxia one day?

Lu Chen didn't answer the question and only said something vague.

There will be many results in life, but there are no ifs.

Lin Zhengcheng asked: "Master Lu didn't intend to tell her the truth?"

Lu Chen shook his head, "Let's talk about it later. Telling the truth now will not help. Once things are looked at in the long run, right and wrong, good and bad, right and wrong, it will all become a mess."

Lin Zhengcheng wondered: "Since Zhu Lu is so important, why did Master Lu leave her alone and watch Zhu Lu take a fork in the road that was not in line with expectations?"

The secret letter Li Baozhen sent to Zhu Lu was an extremely critical turning point.

He did not take precautions before they happened. Lu Chen had never interacted with Zhu Lu during the years of setting up a stall. It was as if he deliberately did not think about Zhu Lu’s character or carve out a piece of dusty jade. Lu Chen also had nothing to do with the turmoil in Red Candle Town. Measures to remedy the situation before it is too late.

Based on Lu Chen's Taoism, it is not impossible to predict. Let's just talk about Zhu Lu's martial arts practice. If Lu Chen wanted to give some advice, Zhu Lu's first three martial arts realms would never have been so bumpy.

Because according to the guess of the national master Cui Han, one of the top ten martial arts masters in the world of Qingming, one of Lu Chen's clones must occupy a place.

"It's just a side road that doesn't conform to Pindao's original intention, but it may be the right path for Zhu Lu in this life. How should we deal with this kind of thing and this truth?"

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Those who practice Taoism will go through many times in this world. Whether they have enlightenment or not, in the final analysis, they still have to blame themselves, and they still need to seek blessings."

It seems that looking forward 10,000 years, it is inevitable. It seems that looking back ten thousand years, it is all accidental.

The truth can be the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters that change every year, the spring breeze and drizzle that come and go quietly, the winter snow that will always melt away, the running water that is gone and will never return, and the patchwork and patchwork. The old house seems to have been demolished and rebuilt, but the foundation has always been preserved.

It can also be the streets and alleys of the small town of Lizhu Dongtian. If you like a house, you will visit it. It's the grain store, the cloth store, the wine shop, the shop for weddings, the shops for weddings. It's the bluestones on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, or it can be the yellow mud road in Xinghua Lane. It can even be the chicken droppings on the table, the dog poop in the corner of the doorway, a wine glass covered with dust, the dripping marks in the alley year after year, or a pair of shoes that are too lazy to clean and are worn out every time they eat. The green bamboo chopsticks casually touched the armpits...

But the truth is only the scorching sun that scorches the backs of the poor in the summer, and the burning eyes of everyone when they look up at the sun. You have thousands of reasons and thousands of reasons, no matter whether you understand the reason or not, you have to accept it.

There is a saying in the small town that is often mentioned by the elderly. If you can't see clearly and your ears are deaf, you are already a Bodhisattva.

On the surface, this is a sentence full of self-mockery. People who are dying and dying are almost like clay or wood Buddhas.

But if you look deeper, this is a very profound statement. It’s just that when old sayings have been passed down for too long and passed down from generation to generation, young people no longer take them seriously. Even if they have heard it, even the old people who say such things , and should only be regarded as a slightly sad sentence, or a joke that was completely missed.

I'm afraid that the disappearance of a dialect is the death of a hometown, just like the passing of an old man, who is finally at home.

In the past, at the entrance of a dragon kiln in a small town, there was a master who was always clean after working, and an apprentice kiln worker who lived next to charcoal, clay and kiln fire all year round.

Later, at the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall, there was a gentleman and two students.

The gentleman was the first to speak while drinking, and the two proud students, Cui Dongshan and Cao Qinglang, sang in harmony one after another.

"The pearls in a poor child's clothes are inherently bright and beautiful."

"You will not seek for yourself, but you will count other people's treasures. Counting other people's treasures will be of no use. Please listen to me."

"Untainted by dirt, the light is self-luminous. It cannot help but arise from the heart. When you speak, it will sound like a lion's roar."

Lions roar in Mud Bottle Alley.