Sword of Coming

Zhongtu Suishan.

The golden-armored Kamito who was sitting on the steps suddenly stood up, with a solemn expression, and clasped fists with the comer to salute.

The person who can make God Suishan respect him so sincerely is of course not the old scholar who is grinning with evil brows and mouse eyes, but the old scholar... Bai Ye, who is now a child wearing a tiger hat.

The most proud person in the world, holding the sword to help shake the island, slashing again and again, if you add Zhou Mi and Liu Cha who made the last move, it would be Bai Ye holding the Four Immortal Swords alone, and the sword is picking on the Eight Kings.

It's just that the child at the moment, with a white coat and a red hat, has delicate eyebrows and eyes, and looks a little alienated and indifferent. Seeing God Suishan, the child just nodded slightly.

The old scholar held down the tiger hat, "What's the matter, the child's family, the etiquette is low, I saw our majestic Suishan God..."

The child raised his hand, patted the old scholar's hand, and signaled to him that it was almost done.

The old scholar pretended to help the tiger hat, which was not crooked at all, "It's windy on the mountain, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, aren't you?"

After all, Bai Ye's soul is weak now, and he needs something to help cover up the secrets, so as not to be entangled by the not very down-to-earth ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, so the old scholar and the most holy teacher asked for a treasure of the Confucian Temple, and the most holy teacher learned from the Confucian Temple After fetching the sacrificial vessel, the old scholar persuaded the most holy master to help refine one or two, and the final style became the tiger-head hat that Bai Ye often wore in his hometown when he was young.

God Suishan sincerely defended Bai Ye's injustice, and angrily said to the old scholar with his heart, "Old scholar, be more serious!"

The old scholar stopped resentfully, and asked the child with a smile: "Shall we walk to the top of the mountain on foot, or please ask the God of Suishan to help us?"

The child has already taken the lead, and he is too lazy to talk nonsense with the old scholar. He plans to go to the top of Sui Mountain to meet the most holy teacher.

Bai also went to the mountain to visit many immortals in his life, but for some reason, due to all kinds of mistakes, Bai also passed by Mount Sui several times, but he never made it to Mount Sui, so Bai also wanted to take this opportunity to take a walk.

The old scholar followed behind the tiger-headed Xiaobaiye, turned to look at the stupid big man who wanted to sit on the ground again, and said with a smile: "You can hatch a litter of chickens under your ass, or here When the door god can collect money from the old man, why don't you hurry up to escort him? It's sloppy! The wind in Suishan is whistling, and accidentally blows this tiger head hat away. Don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood. , let me tell you first..."

The golden-armored god-man automatically ignored the old scholar's chatter, and silently followed the two of them up the stairs together.

Suishan's cliff-carved steles, both in terms of quantity and literary talent, are the most magnificent in the world. The great regret in the hearts of the Jinjia gods is that the only one inscription written by Bai Ye is missing.

It's just that the child with the tiger head hat can probably be regarded as a veritable immortal.

The old scholar turned his head and said, "Bai is invincible in poetry, isn't he? Do you, Suishan, recognize him?"

The golden-armored god-man nodded and said, "Of course I do. Mr. Bai's poems, tigers look at He Xiongzai."

In fact, on the top of Mount Sui, the Jinjia Shenren specially left a blank stone cliff.

It is necessary to know that the famous mountains in the world often have a lot of cliff carvings by immortal masters and literati poets. This is the so-called famous mountains that have treated saints since ancient times, especially the top of Dayue Mountain. Or to erect a monument, it is almost impossible to keep the palm-sized open space. This is enough to show the sincerity of Suishan Great God, and moreover, this "Zhongtu Mountain God's Head" is not an old scholar. He clearly has such thoughts, but he never publicizes them to others. If you don't come, just stay. Otherwise, the virtue of the old scholar would take the initiative to take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to block Baiye's gate.

The old scholar simply turned around, jumped up and scolded: "Then why is there such a huge Mount Sui, even if it is Bai Bai, there are not even half a word of poems? How can you be a great god of Sui Shan?"

The Jinjia godman said: "I don't want to disturb Mr. Bai's study in retreat."

The old scholar snorted, "You just don't have enough sincerity. You and Bai are not close at all. It's normal. How many people in the world can call Bai brothers and sisters, and even get the honor of their own disciples, who are vaguely half a generation older than Bai." ?! But what kind of friendship do you have with me? Why don’t you beg me for a while? Whether you beg or not is your business, and whether you agree or not is my business. Do you want to talk about the order?”

The Jinjia Shenren became furious, and said in a voice from his heart: "Why don't we leave you alone at the foot of the mountain to chatter slowly?"

The child with the tiger head hat turned a deaf ear to Laoxiu who started to display his natal supernatural powers behind him, and the child happily climbed slowly alone to enjoy the scenery of Mount Sui.

The old scholar immediately changed his complexion, and said with a friendly face to the stupid big man: "Scholars of later generations are not ashamed of their big words, and their words are also flawed. They are only in the seven laws, not rigorous, and there are many places where they are not sticky, so there are very few handed down from generation to generation. Hua, put a head on Bai Ye's head in the name of a bee-waisted body, it's a little less cute than this tiger-headed hat, isn't it?"

The golden-armored god-man looked puzzled, could it be that the old scholar had a conscience once in a while, and asked Bai Ye to leave a piece of Qilu, carved on the cliff with Suishan?

The old scholar signaled with his eyes to the silly big man, you know, seeing that the Suishan God seemed not enlightened, the old scholar with his back to Bai Ye raised his hand and rubbed his fingers lightly.

The Jinjia Shenren was really moved. As long as the old scholar asked Na Bai to leave an essay on Qilu, everything would be easy to discuss. It doesn't matter to lend a branch mountain to the old scholar. With two or three hundred years of merit, in exchange for a poem by Bai Ye,

The old scholar stopped, stroked his beard and smiled, coughed a few words in his heart, and said slowly: "Stick your ears and listen carefully... Poetry rules, old-fashioned rules, it's no wonder that Bai Bai can hold me..."

The child with a tiger head hat who never wanted to climb dozens of steps away alone said: "The Seven Laws is indeed not my specialty. If the Master Suishan listened to a certain Seven Laws, it must be the work of an old scholar."

The old scholar lamented, and followed the tiger-headed hat. Just as he was about to reach out to support the hat, Bai Ye slapped him off without turning his head.

God Suishan escorted the two of them all the way to the top of the mountain, and he clasped fists with the old master sitting cross-legged flipping through the books before returning to the foot of the mountain.

Although Bai Ye is no longer that fourteenth-level monk, his foot strength is still much better than ordinary pilgrims, and it takes only half an hour to climb the mountain.

The old master turned his head and smiled with the kid in the tiger hat: "I'm a bit busy, so I won't get up."

The child bows to the most holy teacher.

Seeing that the old scholar was very happy, he was not tall and bent over.

On the top of Mount Sui, the scenery is magnificent, open in the middle of the night for four days, and the galaxy is dazzling.

The old scholar said with emotion: "God's will has always been difficult to ask, so I have to ask. How dare you not listen to the breath and drums in the world."

Everywhere in the scene, if there were boulders hitting the lake, there would be ripples and turbulence. It was the handwriting of the gray-clothed old man above the Jiaolong ditch, trying to introduce the remnants of the ancient gods from beyond the sky into the Haoran world.

And the most holy teacher is responsible for mending the sky, so as not to make it too difficult for Li Sheng. As for some magical powers of the great ancestor Tuoyue Mountain that fell into the world, they will also be dispelled one by one by the most holy teacher.

A Taibai scabbard suddenly hangs next to the child with a tiger head hat, and it is the talisman Yu Xuan sent back to Suishan.

Bai also held it lightly, hesitant to speak.

The old master nodded and said: "Go. Whether it is in Haoran Tianxia or Qingming Tianxia, ​​the human world is still the human world, and white is not still white."

Bai also bowed again, bid farewell to the most holy teacher and traveled far away.

Due to Daoist Sun's great debt, Bai also planned to take a long trip to Daxuandu.

At that time, Bai was also in Fuyao Continent, and he already had the will to die. The Immortal Sword Taibai was divided into four parts, each of which was given away. Now that he was able to set foot in cultivation again, Bai was not worried that he would not be able to pay the favor.

When he arrives at Daxuan Duguan, just give him at least a hundred years.

The old scholar squatted down, put his hands on his sleeves, and said in a soft voice: "Traveling against the heavens and the earth, traveling at night with candles, I can see them suddenly as I walk, the sky is always bright and the autumn moon is bright."

The child with the tiger head hat held the scabbard in one hand, and pressed the old scholar's head with the other, "You are young, and you will complain less in the future."

In fact, except for the most holy master who called Wen Sheng a scholar, other mountaintop cultivators are often used to calling Wen Sheng an old scholar. After all, there are tens of thousands of scholars in the world. Be worthy of an old word. But in fact the real age, the old scholar is indeed very young compared to Chen Chun'an and Bai Ye, and far inferior to the Great God Suishan. But for some reason, the old scholar seemed really old, his appearance was so, and his demeanor was even more so. Not as elegant as Chen Chun'an, not as elegant as Chen Chun'an, and not as immortal as Bai Ye. The old scholar is short and thin, with wrinkles on his face like ravines, and gray hair. Like, please ask that Danqing sage who has an irreversible relationship with him to draw a portrait, the old scholar himself will make a fuss, make the painting younger and more handsome, where is the bookishness gone, realistic and realistic, realistic and realistic, you are an uncle, but you are the mother Freehand, can you do it, or can I do it myself...

The old scholar stood up and said, "It's only natural for a wanderer to return to his hometown. No matter how good his hometown is, he must remember to go home."

Bai also nodded and said, "Yes."

The Taibai scabbard in his hand disappeared in a flash, and fell into a natal acupoint.

The old scholar said worriedly: "I heard that the vegetarian food in Daxuan Duguan is not very tasty."

The old master in the distance hummed, "I've heard people say it, it's really average."

The old scholar and Bai also said: "Listen, listen, I will talk nonsense, will the old man talk nonsense? It's not delicious!"

In the past, the sub-sage traveled far away to Qingming world for many years, and it was the courtesy and courtesy of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple to Bai Yujing.

Bai also reached out to support the bright red tiger hat on his head, looked up at the sky, and then turned his gaze away to take another look at the mountains and rivers in Li Hua's hometown that bloom every year.

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In the Qingming world, outside the gate of Daxuan Duguan, a young Taoist priest with a lotus crown on his head was not in a hurry to talk to Daoist Sun, leaning against the doorman, smiling and talking to a sister with a crown. It is also said that senior brother Dao Er Er borrowed Jianbai. Immortal Sword Dao has been hidden for thousands of miles. He saw it with his own eyes in Bai Yujing. Sister Chunhui, if you are far away, you can’t see it clearly. At most, you can only see the dark road Angrily traveling with the sword, I feel a little regretful.

The sword-carrying female crown smiled and said: "Master Lu, no matter how much you chat with me, you will not be able to enter the gate. The patriarch has spoken. A dog wagging its tail on the road can enter the gate, but Lu Chen cannot enter."

Lu Chen laughed and said: "Daozhang Sun still looks at me with admiration the most. It doesn't matter if I can't get in. My visit this time, half of my heart, is to come here for Sister Chunhui. Seeing Sister Chunhui is already a worthwhile trip. .”

Daxuan with the dao name Chunhui watched the women's crown, and said a little helplessly: "Master Lu, I really don't want to go to the Ziqi Tower to practice, and be the leader of the Spring Yingguan with the surname Jiang who has no one in the ages."

Lu Chen said pitifully: "If you don't want to be the Spring Festival official, you can go to Qingcui City. Have you heard of Jiang Yunsheng who just returned home? He is a child with a baby face, lively and cute. He is also the official choice of my elder brother when he traveled far away from home." Yulang, as long as Sister Chunhui nods, I will have another happy event in Qingcui City tomorrow! There are so many betrothal gifts, Bai Yujing’s Jiang family and Qingcui City each have a big share, and Daxuan Duguan doesn’t even need to give any dowry. ..."

The sword-carrying female crown was a little ashamed, "Master Lu, please be careful with your words!"

Lu Chen blinked, and asked tentatively: "Then I let Jiang Yunsheng recognize Chunhui's sister as a godmother? You don't have to deceive your master and betray your ancestors to go to that Qingcui City, and you will have a son for nothing. It's good to hear it, and it will blow up the big Xuandu Observe the majesty of the lineage of sword immortals."

The youthful-looking female crown of Yupujing squinted her red phoenix eyes, "Mr. Lu!"

Lu Chen said helplessly: "Forget it, Xiaodao is indeed not a piece of old material, but to be honest, I traveled far away to the Lizhu Cave, and I studied palmistry for many years. Sister, why don't I help you take a look?"

A tall and thin old Taoist appeared at the gate, and said with a smile, "Could it be that Master Lu has given his soul to Huawai Heavenly Demon, and he is not shameless today. In the past, Master Lu taught Taoism profoundly, and often flowed like clouds and flowing water, just like the white dew and rain." One place is rotten and another place, why did he change his character today, he has become the old man holding the red thread with good intentions. Chunhui, why do you recognize Jiang Yunsheng as a godson? There just happens to be a ready-made one delivered to your door. Why are you being polite to guests? .”

The current Daoist Sun is dressed in a nostalgic way, carrying a mahogany sword on his back, a string of copper bells around his waist, and wearing an ordinary Taoist robe made of silk and silk. Twelve pieces are placed secretly, corresponding to December of a year.

If someone in the same way saw it in the past, he must secretly praise the old Taoist leader for his immortal style and true Taoism.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Where is it, it is not as relaxed as Daoist Sun. The old dog lays down on the night watch, and his mouth does not move. Once he moves his nest, he will have a different style again. The old turtle who turned over the pool makes trouble."

Daoist Sun smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go in and talk."

Lu Chen nodded vigorously, and stepped across the threshold without landing.

Sun Daochang always looked kindly, standing aside.

But the sword-carrying female crown in Yupujing already had sweat dripping from her forehead.

It's not that she's timid, but that once Lu Chen's foot touches the ground inside the gate, the patriarch will treat guests. It's absolutely unambiguous, such as the big formation for protecting the mountain, the prohibition of the Taoist temple, plus her large group of senior brothers, and even There are many people who she has to call Master Uncle and Grand Master Uncle, and they will instantly scatter around the Taoist temple and block their way... The cultivators of Daxuandu Temple always like a group of people to "single out" one person.

Lu Chen jumped up and stepped over the threshold with another foot, still hanging in the air, "Hey, don't go in the trail."

The female crown with the sword on her back didn't find it interesting at all, she was always facing a big enemy, although she was worried that she would be hit by a god who was the third in the world and the fifth in the world, which would hurt Chi Yu, but the duty of the Daxuan Duguan was lost again It is a family custom of not losing the battle, so she can only bite the bullet and stand where she is, with her hands hidden in her sleeves, and she has already made a formula silently. In addition to fighting for self-protection, look for an opportunity to slash a few swords at Bai Yujing's third head teacher, or slam a Daoist spell.

Sun Daoren turned and walked to the steps outside the gate of the Taoist temple. Lu Chen put his feet away, bid farewell to Sister Chunhui, followed Sun Daoren swaggeringly, and said with a smile: "The Immortal Sword Taibai is gone just like that. I don't feel bad. I have some salt here. , Brother Sun just use it to cook and cook, so as not to save the Taoist vegetarian dishes from being bland and tasteless."

Sun Daoren walked down the steps, but when he stepped over the last step, when the soles of his feet touched the street, the old Taoist showed up tens of thousands of miles away with Lu Chenyi.

Sun Daoren likes quietness. Outside the jurisdiction of Daxuanduguan, he opened up a summer resort. It is not a place of good Fengshui, and there are no restrictions. Wannian ancient pine that wants to drip.

Under the Panasonic, a white-clothed boy was making tea, and an armored deity with a purple beard and a high crown stood aside.

Among the branches and leaves of the ancient pine, there is a lovely "white jade plate" hanging, like a scholar's offering embedded in the green shade of the ancient pine.

In addition, on the ground on the north and south sides of the ancient pine, there are two words, Beifeng and Nandou, which were inscribed by Sun Daoren and his younger brother respectively with the fairy sword Taibai in the past.

There was a stone table under the pine, and after the old Taoist Sun Huaizhong sat down, Lu Chen took off his boots, sat cross-legged, took off the lotus crown on his head, and placed it on the table.

Lu Chen cut to the chase and said, "I'm here because of Master's intention. Otherwise, I really don't want to come here to scold you."

Daoist Sun frowned slightly.

Except for the fifth world where the world was first opened, the other four worlds are orderly and the avenues are strict. Whether it is Qingming Tianxia or Haoran Tianxia, ​​there is a big rule in every world when monks fight, that is, four people must be cut off. . For example, in this Qingming world, no matter how bold anyone is, they will not feel that they can wrestle with Daozu.

It's just that Dao Patriarch didn't even want to go to Bai Yu Jing, so the three disciples took turns to take charge of Bai Yu Jing. Even Dao Priest Sun, no matter how displeased Dao's second son Yu Dou was, he still had a lot of respect for Dao Patriarch.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Bai is also unwilling to owe favors, so if the accident is not serious, most likely he will come to Daxuan Duguan to repay the favor, and the Confucian Temple will not stop you. I came to see you today just to say hello, Bai Yu Both Beijing and Daxuan see how they have been in the past, and they will still be like this in the future. It is enough for Bai to devote himself to practicing here. Regardless of whether Bai enters the patriarchal hall of Daxuan Duguan or not, he will be regarded as Bai Ye by Bai Yujing, so Guanzhu Sun is worried. Whatever, don't worry about it."

Daoist Sun nodded.

Lu Chen leaned against the stone table with one hand on his chin, "I've always heard that Old Brother Sun has taken in some good disciples, they are very good talents and beautiful jade, I don't want Xiaodao to look at them anyway, I'm addicted to my eyes."

Sun Daochang asked: "How did Bai Ye die, and how did he survive?"

Lu Chen sighed, and waved lightly with his hand as a fan, "Zhou Mi's combination of Taoism is weird, where is the danger of the Dao, this guy has messed up the secrets of Haoran Tianxia, ​​half of the embroidered tigers, sooner or later Yes, I just cut off a key thread of mine. I can’t believe what my disciples He Xiaoliang and Cao Rong saw in their eyes. It’s better not to forget it, let fate. Anyway, it’s not my own business for the time being. There is a truly invincible senior brother Yu Dou standing up to him."

Daoist Sun sneered and said, "Second Daoist is willing to use his sword in vain, almost making the old Daoist stare out a pair of eyeballs."

Lu Chen lazily said: "Senior Brother Yu is still very heroic. Brother Sun is half of his own family, so don't speak angry words, it will easily hurt your feelings."

Daozhang Sun and Lu Chen looked up at the sky almost at the same time.

Daoist Sun stood up, laughed loudly, and made a formula with both hands. The white jade plate between the branches and leaves of the ancient pine shone brightly, covering the world with brilliance.

Lu Chen hurriedly put on his boots, walked away, and slipped away.

When Lu Chen left, the light faded, Daoist Sun stood in front of him, an old and a young man, Daoist Sun's eyes widened, he was extremely puzzled, he didn't dare to answer: "Bai Ye?"

The kid wearing the tiger hat nodded, took out a scabbard, handed it to the old priest, and said apologetically, "The Taibai Immortal Sword has been destroyed..."

The old Taoist waved his hand and yelled "Fuck it, why bother talking about big things?" The old man quickly walked up to the child and squatted down, jokingly said: "Which little doll, this one is carved in powder and jade, Daxuandu In the future, those young women will have no intention of cultivating every day, and they will only come here to pinch their faces. As a patriarch, I don't have much to say..."

Bai also had no expression on his face, he just tugged on the tie of the tiger hat around his neck.

The child's mood at the moment should not be too good.

On the way here, the old scholar spoke convincingly, saying that the most holy master personally reminded him, don't take off this hat in a hurry, at least wait until he enters the upper five realms.

Bai also couldn't imagine what it was like to wear a tiger-headed hat all the time before he was in Yupu Realm.

On the side, the old scholar twirled a cyan travel talisman with two fingers, and it slowly disappeared bit by bit. When the talisman was burned out, it was time for the old scholar to return to Haoran.

Daoist Sun stood up, slapped the head of Taoism, and said with a smile: "The old scholar is unparalleled in style."

The old scholar made a bow, smiled and praised: "The Taoist is the Taoist."

The two sides tacitly smiled at each other.

It's better to meet than to hear for a long time. Sure enough, this is my family.

Then the old scholar twirled the talisman with one hand and pointed to a high place with the other. He stood on tiptoe and shouted loudly, "Dao, you are really invincible, right? You can either argue with me, or be more straightforward and chop me with that fairy sword. Come, come, chop here, remember to bring that fairy sword, or don't come, it's not enough to see, the heroic Daoist Sun next to me will never be partial, the grievances between you and me, only see the true chapter on a fairy sword... ..."

At the highest point of Bai Yujing, Dao Er Er squinted his eyes, doing mental calculations in his sleeves, and glanced at the sky at the same time.

Bai Ye said suddenly: "Immortal Sword Daozang will only return to Qingming Tianxia before your talisman disappears."

Although the realm is gone, the vision is still there.

The old scholar chuckled with a calm expression.

It's just that the hand holding the talisman immediately drooped and swayed slightly.

After a while, he simply raised his hand and blew vigorously.

They're all from their own family, they don't care about face or anything.

The old scholar is poor and poor, and he never pays attention to being poor.

Daoist Sun smiled and said, "Sage Wen doesn't need to rush back, if the second Daoist really dares to come here, I will dare to go to Baiyujing."

The old scholar held the talisman in his hand, rubbed his hands together and said with a smile: "Don't, don't, don't, you can't involve Bai Ye, who just arrived, and cause such disputes."

Daoist Sun frowned suddenly, "Old scholar, are you going to win the Fifth World?"

The old scholar shook his head and said, "I can't go for now."

Sun Daochang reminded: "It's better to go."

The old scholar instantly understood, spread his hands, Sun Daochang put his fingers together, a speck of spiritual light condensed on the fingertips, and lightly pressed on the long-distance talisman drawn by the most holy teacher himself.

The old scholar turned his head to look at the kid with the tiger head cap.

You should be relieved, but you really can't be relieved.

After all, now Bai is just a child who needs to ask questions again, and he is no longer the most proud person in the world of the fourteenth realm.

Bai also said: "Take care of yourself first. I will ask you to drink later."

The old scholar nodded, suddenly full of sentimentality, and asked softly: "The Bai Ye who looked up to the sky and went out laughing, I have always been curious about what kind of Bai Ye it is."

The old scholar was actually just asking casually, and it didn't matter whether Bai had an answer or not.

The child in the tiger hat thought for a while, folded his arms around his chest, stepped on his feet slightly, raised his head high, opened his mouth and then closed it, and said three words quickly as if reciting a book, with almost no ups and downs in his tone, "Ha, Ha ha."

Rather perfunctory.

On the other hand, Daoist Sun is used to seeing the storm, and he also feels that he has learned a lot today.

The old scholar was grinning from ear to ear, and his whole face was wrinkled together. The old man who liked to babble the most did not say anything more. With the disappearance of the talisman, his figure disappeared in a flash. When the gate of the sky opened, he returned to Haoran world.

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On Aquarius Continent, Cui Chan held an imitation white jade capital in his hands. Cui Chan's real body made an exception today and did not give lectures, but entertained two old acquaintances.

Neither of the two old friends traveled across continents in their real bodies. There are many methods on the mountain, and the more mysterious the techniques, the more expensive they are, but there is no need for Cui Chan to worry about this.

When Cui Chan fell into the mortal world and was walking along the Dadu River, a bloated rich man and a plainly dressed middle-aged man walked on the waterside with the Great Li Guoshi on one left and one on the right.

Liu Jubao, the God of Wealth in Aiaizhou, and Yu Panshui, the Supreme Emperor of the Xuanmi Dynasty in Middle Earth, which one would be the one who loves the money of the gods.

Yu Panshui, who caused a headache to a young junior Lin Junbi in the family study, now flatters his horse very much, "Brother Cui is a big hand, it is really a big hand that changes the world. The three things of Haoran Jinxiu are not enough, we have to add this one."

Liu Jubao was not as thick-skinned as Yu Panshui, but he couldn't hide his admiration when he looked at a piece of blasphemy water.

It's just that what Liu Jubao saw in his eyes was not only the rolling water of Dadu, but also a steady stream of fairy money. As long as a person is capable enough, it's like opening a big money bag at the mouth of Dadu.

Cui Chan asked with a smile: "Old man Yu, how is your chess skill now?"

Yu Panshui complained, "It's still strong to ask questions knowingly."

Yu Panshui's chess skills are so high, in the words of Cui Chan back then, it is that Yu Laoer spends more time packing chess pieces than playing chess.

The style of chess is domineering, decisive and decisive, so he plays fast and loses early. Cui Chan is rarely willing to waste time with this kind of stinky chess basket, Yu Panshui is an exception. Of course, the so-called playing chess means that the pieces are placed outside the chessboard, and both parties know it well and enjoy it. In the March 4th War, Wen Sheng's lineage suffered a disastrous defeat, Cui Chan deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors, betrayed the orthodox culture, and became a bereaved dog that everyone shouted and beaten. However, in the seemingly prosperous Dacheng Dynasty at that time, Cui Chan and Yu Pan While talking with each other in the Yingbai Pavilion, Shui explained to Yu Laoer the general trend of decline under the colorful flowers. It was after that chess game that Yu Laoer, who was a little hesitant, made up his mind to change the dynasty.

Cui Chan has one good thing, which Yu Panshui admires the most, because he is very different from scholars in the world, but if he knows many disadvantages but still has no solution, Cui Chan will honestly rot in his stomach, and he will never pretend to be profound In short, Cui Chan only did practical things within his power, dared to do what he was willing to do, and could do it. Therefore, when Cui Chan left the Yu family, in addition to a chessboard victory or defeat without any suspense, he also left the Yu family with a period of change. In this booklet, it is only said that it is trying to help Old Man Yu sort out the context, and the strategies of both parties are used to support each other.

Yu Panshui was delivered to the steps of the gazebo, and he only asked, "What does the embroidered tiger want?"

Cui Chan replied: "In the future, I will borrow money from the Yu family. You, Yu Panshui, don't be vague. You can give as much as you can. It's hard to say how much you earn, but you will definitely not lose money."

Yu Panshui, a notoriously stinky chess player, has hidden needles in his tricks and strategies. However, in his thirties, he has already become the national teacher of the Dacheng Dynasty, and has successively supported several puppet emperors. He has a reputation for dragon-slaying skills. Regarding "Fat Yu", there has always been mixed praise and praise in the mountains and mountains of Haoran Tianxia. Among them, there are many secret stories about the beauty of the palace, and there are many rumors on the mountain. The unofficial history of Qunfang written by Jiang Shangzhen in Luzhou, Beiju, and published at his own expense, is also called the "Shuangyan Version on the Mountain".

Cui Chan turned to Liu Jubao and asked, "Brother Liu still doesn't want to bet hard?"

Liu Jubao said: "You don't rely on gambling to earn money, that's the first-class family rule of my Liu family. The two sums of money that Liu family lent to Dali successively are not small."

Grain rain money. Ten thousand. Twice, one hundred each.

Cui Chan laughed and said, "Gambling? Brother Liu, do you look down on our defense in Aquarius Continent, or the offensive in the wild world?"

Liu Jubao smiled and didn't speak.

Dealing with this embroidered tiger, don't quarrel, it's the most boring.

As for Liu Jubao, the God of Wealth in Aaiaizhou, who holds a cold and blessed land and is in charge of the source of all snowflake money in the world, the Zhongtu Confucian Temple recognizes 10% of Liu's income.

It was written in black and white. The two parties to the contract are Li Sheng and Liu Jubao.

And the snowflake money mine still has astonishing reserves. The artist and the ancestor of the Yin-Yang family used to study and calculate together, and it took several years. The final answer made Liu Jubao very satisfied.

In other words, the Liu family of Aiaizhou is not only rich now, but will be rich in the future, so the Liu family of Aiaizhou has the praise of "sit and eat".

Even Mr. Fan, the ancestor of the businessman, said that Liu Caishen is really rich.

Among Liu's offerings, Wufu has Pei Axiang from Leigong Temple in Aiaiazhou. As the first person in Yizhou Martial Arts, the enshrinement ranking is only the third. The artist has a total of three patriarchs, two of whom are enshrined by the Liu family of Aiaiazhou.

Cui Chan asked: "Xie Songhua is not even a guest of the Liu family, and he doesn't care about being famous?"

Liu Jubao admitted this frankly, nodded and smiled and said, "Money and wealth can't kill everyone's hearts after all. That's the best, so I really admire that female sword fairy."

A patriarch of the Liu family is now working hard to persuade the female sword fairy Xie Songhua to be the family's guest minister, because it is not extravagant to ask her to be an enshrinement. Xie Songhua has never had a good impression of his hometown Aiaiazhou, and he has a very bad impression of the rich and powerful Liu family.

So as long as Xie Songhua nods, not only will she not have to go to the Liu Mansion for a formality in this life, she will not let Xie Keqing do anything. Xie Songhua may not be there to discuss matters in the Patriarch Hall, but as long as she brings the words to her, it will work. In addition, the two direct disciples of Xie Songhua, Juxing and Chaomu, before entering the upper five realms, about raising swords and refining things, all the treasures of heaven and earth, and immortal money, all the Liu family of Aiaizhou Take charge.

But even so, Xie Songhua still refused to nod. From the beginning to the end, I only said one sentence to the Liu family patriarch, "If it wasn't for the face of the ape-ravaged mansion in the inverted mountain, you would be asking for a sword."

Of course, the Liu family in Aiaizhou is not really short of a sword fairy to sit in town, but the head of the Liu family in Aiaizhou has spoken, asking the elder of the family to do this, and to speak well, to show respect to Xie Jianxian, otherwise he will return Zushitang, he, Liu Jubao, will not speak well.

Cui Chan smiled and said: "Business is business. Brother Liu doesn't want to bet big to make big money. It doesn't matter. Before borrowing money, the principal and interest, a single snowflake was a lot of money. Besides, I can let that For Xie Songhua to serve as the Liu family's enshrinement, it should be regarded as thanks to Brother Liu for his willingness to borrow money."

What's more, Liu Jubao never forgets his roots, and spent countless money in secret just for the martial arts and sword luck in Aiaaizhou, and Cui Chan saw it all.

The rich people in the world come and go, regardless of whether they are new or old, there will always be someone who takes the position of the rich, so who should be rich is a university question.

The affairs of the world, go round and round, is not still dealing with people.

Liu Jubao said: "Wild Desolate World will close its battle lines in the future. Even if Zhou Mi throws most of his top combat power to Nan Po Suo Continent, Aquarius Continent will still be very embarrassed."

Cui Chan sneered and said, "Gathering mosquitoes?"

Liu Jubao was dumbfounded.

"Fat Yu", who is famous for his big heart, still had his eyelids trembling when he heard it, and quickly patted his chest to suppress his shock.

The Great Li Dynasty has worked hard to rule for more than a hundred years. The wealth accumulated by the national treasury, together with the private property of the Emperor Song, is actually rich enough compared to an ordinary Middle-earth dynasty. The imitation of Baiyujing and the support of the iron cavalry to go south are already quite stretched. In addition, those mighty sword boats suspended in the air, and a mountain ferry that supports the frontier army on the cloud like walking on the ground, are tailor-made for the Dali Iron Cavalry. The talisman armor of "all men and horses" is aimed at the siege equipment, defense organs, and bows and arrows refined by secret methods for the cultivators on the mountain, and it is used to create formation hubs for several fronts along the coast... so much money is innumerable The objects on the mountain, even if Dali sits on a few mountains of gold and silver, will be hollowed out early, what should I do?

borrow money.

Cui Chan, the embroidered tiger, borrowed from the merchant Mr. Fan, borrowed from Yu Panshui, borrowed from the Liu family in Aiaiazhou, borrowed from the Mohist giant, and secretly borrowed from hundreds of scholars.

Part of the debt was repaid through the continuous integration of the huge benefits brought by the mountains and rivers of a continent through the southward movement of the Dali Iron Cavalry, one continent is one country.

In addition to this, Cui Chan also "advanced" a large part, of course, the Tongyezhou where the continent was destroyed and the sects on the mountain of the Shanxia Dynasty were almost completely destroyed!

But Liu Jubao shook his head and said, "There's no need to do that, it's not refreshing."

Cui Chan turned his head and said with a smile: "Xie Songhua took the initiative to ask to be the enshrinement of the Liu family, are you willing to stop? Turn your face and deny anyone, you think you are playing with a bad-tempered female sword fairy?"

Liu Jubao said helplessly, "You are cruel."

Yu Panshui gloated at his misfortune, laughed and said, "It's really refreshing to see Liu Caishen slumped, so good, good, good, I'll give half of it to the Xuanmi treasury alone!"

Cui Chen smiled and said: "You don't need to thank me, if you want to thank, thank God of Wealth Liu for giving Yu Shi this opportunity to make money."

Yu Panshui clicked his tongue and said: "The only one in the world who can borrow money in such a fresh and refined way!"

Liu Jubao suddenly stopped, and said, "I'm only sure of one thing, whether you, Cui Chan, have left yourself a way out, I will bet on it, starting immediately!"

Yu Panshui stopped and pricked up his ears. This is the thing that the head of the Yu family wants to know the most. Once he is sure, not to mention the remaining half of the Xuanmi Dynasty's treasury, Yu Panshui can save ten The six vassal kingdoms turned upside down, and they also want to accompany Xiuhu and Liu Caishen to accomplish a feat of his mother, dare to rebel? Do you think my Xuanmi Dynasty is not big enough?

Cui Chan shook his head and said, "There are two different people's hearts. I've let you down."

The implication is that there is no retreat for people, and there is peace of mind, that's all.

Cui Chan has a lot of calculations about personnel, national fortune, and general trends, but he is by no means a planner who only relies on the city's scheming and tricks.

Liu Jubao rubbed his cheeks vigorously, then cursed a few obscenities for the first time, and finally stared at the embroidered tiger in a daze, "Once Mrs. Liu bets big, the key to whether he can earn the Tongyezhou mountain and river money is to earn it." Whether money is hot or not, you can always tell, right?!"

Yu Panshui whispered: "You deaf child, Xiuhu doesn't always say that he can make money, he has to be scolded to be happy. Brother Cui is such a hero, if he only wants to make money, let alone lose it in Aiaizhou." Bei', you, Liu Jubao, will also lose one of the title of God of Wealth."

Cui Chan looked at Liu Jubao, smiled and said, "It's a great pleasure in life to be able to help a friend earn money."

Liu Jubao looked complicated, and raised a hand, Cui Chan hesitated for a moment, and gave him a light high-five.

Liu Jubao withdrew his magical powers, his figure dissipated, and said, "There's a lot of money."

But Yu Panshui did not leave, and accompanied Cui Chan to continue walking for a while, until he could see the Dadu Temple in the distance, Yu Panshui stopped, and said softly: "No matter what others think, I am reluctant to go to the world less. An embroidered tiger."

Cui Chan smiled and said, "It's okay."

Yu Panshui sighed and disappeared in a flash.

Cui Chan sat by the Dadu River, turned his head to look at the Qidu gate in the distance, looked away, and the old Confucian scholar with a smile on his face, murmured softly: "What can I say?"