Sword of Coming

The small Taoist temple is called Huanghuaguan, which is located in the westernmost part of Mirage City. Yao Xianzhi took Chen Pingan around, and finally got into the Huanghuaguan with a Fuyin seal. The small Taoist temple was rebuilt from a temple. From the founding emperor of the Daquan Liu family, the emperors of all dynasties respected Taoism very much. Although they did not reject Buddhism, they just had little interest in Buddhism when they were emperors, generals, high officials and dignitaries, so that temples of all sizes from the capital to the local area were built. , and often make wedding clothes for Taoism. The Tiangong Temple built by the royal family outside the capital is quite an exception. The ancient temple is much older than the Daquan Liu family. On the way to Chen Ping'an, I heard from Yao Xianzhi that the old Shen Guogong is now the biggest pilgrim of Tiangong Temple.

Yao Xianzhi pushed open the gate of the temple, probably because the small Taoist temple could not afford the Lingguan Hall. There were two statues of Lingguan pasted on the gate of the Taoist temple. Yao Lingzhi creaked after pushing the door. After the Fu Yin closed the door himself, he turned around and said casually: "In the temple, apart from Liu Mao, whose Taoist name is Longzhou Taoist, there are only two little Taoist boys who sweep the floor and cook. It’s a pity that Liu Mao still can’t practice Taoism and Heart Jue after he taught it. It’s just a joke to breathe and do homework on weekdays. But after all, you’re following Liu Mao, and it’s not all bad if you don’t become a god.”

Chen Pingan nodded. A third prince who can play with Jinhuang Mansion and Pine Needle Lake in the Northern Jin Dynasty and a vassal king who successfully helped his elder brother ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, even if he switched to cultivating Taoism, it would probably cost more to light lamps.

Chen Pingan said for no reason: "I took the Xianjia ferry before, and I found that the Tathagata Temple in the Northern Jin Kingdom seemed to have some incense again."

Yao Xianzhi gradually got used to Mr. Chen's jumping thoughts, as he often does. Earlier, he was talking about the battlefield and the damage of the Daquan border army before retreating to Gyeonggi. He drew several curves on the stone table, and soon turned to Caomu'an. What is the situation of the remnants of the Xu family in Daquan now?

Yao Xianzhi asked: "Is that the ancient temple in the Northern Jin Dynasty with the lotus platform? The young emperor of the Northern Jin Dynasty believed in Buddhism, so Buddhism prospered in these years, and many temples were built by decree. For example, the temple is a thousand-year-old temple. Because it was abandoned for too long, it was preserved instead. It is relatively complete, and now it is regarded as a great temple in the Northern Jin Dynasty. A few years ago, several eminent monks and great virtues were ordered to live in Ruqu Temple one after another, and the incense became better all of a sudden."

"Then stop Xi."

Chen Pingan first corrected Yao Xianzhi's statement with a smile, and then asked: "Have you heard of a monk with a young appearance, but the real age must be not young. He traveled from the north to the south. The Dharma is exquisite. It is possible that he is in the same line as Niutou There are some origins. It doesn’t have to be Xixi Northern Jin Dynasty, it may also be your Daquan or Southern Qi.”

Yao Xianzhi thought for a while, then shook his head and smiled, "Anyway, I haven't heard of it. Those famous monks in the Northern Jin and Southern Qi Dynasties seem to be getting old. It's still the same sentence. You have to ask Lingzhi and Liu Gongfeng. The Buddhist legal system of the pulse is completely unclear, Mr. Chen still understands this? Coincidentally, our emperor is also very proficient in Buddhism, so there must be something to talk about."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I have a chance to ask Liu Gongfeng."

Chen Ping'an visited Tongyezhou for the first time. Before he strayed into the Ouhua blessed land, he passed by Ruqu Temple in the Northern Jin Dynasty, and it was there that he met the little lotus figure.

Later, on a remote hilltop in a deep mountain and wild forest, the mountain was steep and far away from human settlements. Chen Pingan saw a little goblin who was insane and murmured a sad word repeatedly.

At that time, Chen Pingan didn't think much about it. Later, when he worked as an accountant in Shujian Lake, he went on a long trip and met a white-clothed monk sitting in a cave on a rocky cliff in the Plum Country. between. I never thought that the Shanze little monster I saw back then would be involved in a fate.

Chen Pingan asked the monks about Buddhism, and the monks in Aquarius Island not only helped point out the maze, but also mentioned the saying that "Tongye Island does not come from the Niutou lineage", so after that, Chen Pingan deliberately went to I have learned a little bit about Niutou Zen, but I only have a half-knowledge, but Chen Pingan has benefited a lot from the monk's two explanations about word barriers.

A young Taoist walked out of the pure and pure wing room, wearing a traveling crown on his head, holding a dust whisk in his hand, and stepping on cloud shoes on his feet. He just glanced at Yao Xianzhi and stopped looking, and stared blankly at the man in the green shirt and long coat. , After a while, it seemed that he finally recognized his identity, he smiled in relief, threw his fly whisk, and slapped his head, "The poor Taoist pays respects to Chen Jianxian, Mr. Fuyin."

Chen Ping returned the salute, "I've seen Taoist Longzhou."

Yao Xianzhi didn't bother to return the courtesy, so he suppressed a smile, just the two of them didn't fight when they saw each other.

Yao Xianzhi wanted to take off the gourd of wine around his waist, and prepared to drink to watch the fun, but Chen Pingan patted his arm and said, "I'll have a drink later in the room."

Yao Xianzhi didn't know, so he went in and put down the flagon.

After hearing this, Liu Mao, whose Taoist name is Longzhou Taoist, shook his head with a wry smile, "Chen Jianxian, why are you so aggressive?"

Yao Xianzhi was stunned for a long time, but he didn't turn the corner. What is this all about? After Mr. Chen entered the Taoist temple, his words and deeds were very kind, why did Liu Mao ask this question.

Taoist Liu Mao really didn't pay attention to a governor of the capital who can only act on his emotions. Whether it is a former vassal king or the current owner of Huanghua Temple, facing Yao Xianzhi, who looks like a young officialdom boy, give him a Taoist exhortation. ,enough. The two sides really had nothing to talk about. Yao Xianzhi didn't understand the Dharma and practice by himself. Mr. Fu Yin told him about the temple affairs, which was out of the question, and it was too taboo.

As for why I have been able to cultivate here for many years, of course it is not because of Yao Jin's nostalgia, kindness, and woman's kindness, but because the situation in the court cannot be controlled by her. Daquan Liu family, apart from the fact that the elder brother of the first emperor fled and took refuge in the fifth world, there is actually nothing to be criticized. To be honest, the reason why the Daquan Dynasty was able to fight and retreat, even if there were several battles in succession, several elite side cavalry from the north and the south The garrisons in various places suffered staggering losses in the battle, but the soldiers remained loyal. In the end, the Mirage City and Gyeonggi were defended, relying on the rich family fortune accumulated by the Liu family of Daquan for two hundred years since the founding of the country.

Of course, it is also because of the ancestral shadow of the Liu family that Liu Cong, the vassal king who has made great contributions in supervising the country, is ill. With Liu Mao's support, he guards a small Taoist temple, which is quite safe. During the holidays, the green words and green seals of Huanghua Temple, the handwriting of the three officials, and the talismans will be sent to the palace of Mirage City on time. Rumor has it that some nostalgic old courtiers from the former dynasty could not help crying whenever they saw those handwritten talismans. It is said that there are some old people who speak out loud, and they drink too much with their old friends, saying that even if they want to read the talismans for one more year, they will live for another year.

This is the truth that the Confucian sages have always said earnestly, and the famous sayings are just and smooth.

Even that rootless duckweed-like Shanzawa Yexiu will try his best to get a good reputation, so who else can really stay out of it?

These gossips were all revealed by Lord Shen Guo and Liu Mao when they were chatting in the main room today.

Chen Pingan joked: "Today's Huanghuaguan Taoist Longzhou used the same principle to slap His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Hu'er Town in the face."

Liu Mao was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "On the way of practice, if you don't give way at all, you will either be overtaken by people behind you and cause conflicts, or you will bump into people in front of you. If you misunderstand, the result is just in case. Come on, it's really not beautiful."

Chen Pingan clicked his tongue and said: "The master of the temple really has achieved success in cultivating the mind. After twenty years of hard work in cultivating the Tao, in addition to being the master of the first temple, he is also a real person on the ground in the middle five realms. His state of mind is also different from the past. Qi, gratifying and congratulations, it was not in vain. I visited the house today, and the five or six miles of detours at night are not easy to walk."

Liu Mao laughed it off and was very well-bred.

A small Taoist boy opened the door in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "Master, there are guests in the middle of the night? Is the sun coming out from the west? Do you need me to boil water and make tea?"

Liu Mao nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, the master entertains the guests himself. You two don't forget the homework you gave when you were a child."

Xiao Daotong saw the two guests and hurriedly saluted. The Taoist temple is also strange today, there are two groups of guests. But before the two were old, now the two are young.

Chen Ping nodded with a smile.

For no reason, he thought of Zeng Ye, a young man who lived next door to the accountant on Qingxia Island.

Xiao Daotong hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Master, an hour is too long, can you just vomit for half an hour?"

Liu Mao shook his head and said with a smile: "No, although cultivating the Tao does not rely on rigid kung fu, but if you refuse to work hard, you can't even talk about cultivating the Tao.

Xiao Daotong snorted, if there were no guests coming tonight, the child would still have to fight hard with the master, since there are outsiders present, just give the master a face.

Liu Mao pushed open the door of his side room, Chen Ping'an and Yao Xianzhi stepped over the threshold one after another, and Liu Mao stepped into it last.

Chen Pingan looked at the room, a row of bookshelves against the wall, a flower table in the corner, and a small pot of calamus.

A desk, an old chair. In addition to a folded Huang Ting Jing, there is also an open volume of Ling Fei Jing on the table. It should be that Liu Mao was copying the book before, and the pen and ink on the paper have not completely dried up.

Liu Mao apologized: "The Taoist temple is small and there are few customers, so there is only one chair."

He glanced at Yao Xianzhi, "Chen Jianxian and Pindao are both practitioners, and the only one in the house is Mr. Fu Yin who is an official. You don't need to be too formal, just sit and drink."

Yao Xianzhi always felt that this guy was swearing.

Seeing that Mr. Chen didn't say anything, he generously took the chair from Liu Mao and sat down to drink.

While drinking and drinking, Mr. Fu Yin finally came to his senses.

Because Mr. Chen didn't see any Taoists in Longzhou, but only a Taoist temple, Yao Xianzhi could drink whatever he wanted when he entered Liu Mao's house where he lived for a while. Even the drinking itself is a reminder that Liu Mao is not a Taoist priest, but still the former His Royal Highness the Third Prince. What Mr. Chen paid respects to was a temple of yellow flowers, big and small, and Taoism that was never on the scale of a Taoist temple, not some Taoist Liu Mao from Longzhou.

No wonder Liu Maofang said that Mr. Chen was aggressive and had some sense.

Chen Ping walked around to the case, nodded and said: "Good calligraphy, people can hear the sound of new warbler songs and white twitters. When the third prince enters the upper five realms, there may be a vision caused by literary luck. There is a group of white warblers Grow hair from paper, fly high, and be free from now on.”

Liu Mao shook his head, listening to it as a joke. Going up to the five realms, you can never think about it in this life.

After 20 years of hard work, he is still just a sea-observing monk.

Two chicken distance pens are specially used for copying scriptures. Near the end of the pen, there are two small letters of "Qingyou" and "Mingjing" respectively. The chicken-spacing brushes of the Daquan Dynasty have enjoyed a long-standing reputation.

There is a long-pointed pen on the pen stand, engraved with "Hundred Ershi Ji, Skills in the World", it looks like it was made by the master of the pen, and it is probably the most valuable in this room except for some rare books. object.

Chen Pingan glanced at the Huang Ting Jing, and couldn't help turning a few pages. Good guy, the jade plate is made of paper. The key is the orderly inheritance. There are more than ten seals and monograms in the collection, and there is almost no blank space. The rare version of the Huang Ting Jing in the Wulin Temple of the Southern Qi Dynasty, as for the scripture itself, has a high status in Taoism, ranking in the Dongxuan Department of Taoism. It has the reputation on the mountain of "three thousand mantras, pointing directly at the golden elixir", and is also praised by the literati and scholars and famous talkers at the foot of the mountain.

In addition to the spiritual weapons that can be used by Qi practitioners, the real valuable "vulgar objects" at the foot of the mountain, such as rare books and rare books that are extremely particular about engraving and paper, are second to none, and are more favored by monks than calligraphy, painting and porcelain. Many rare books that survive in the world are paid on a page-by-page basis. Not from a scholarly family, it is impossible to imagine why two pages of paper with the same text are worthless, but one can be sold for dozens of taels of silver.

Chen Pingan said: "The first time I saw His Highness the Third Prince, I almost mistook him for a side-riding scout, but now he is still noble, but more elegant."

Liu Mao held his fly whisk in his hand, and stood quietly aside, letting the young sword fairy talk endlessly.

There were a few cooked rice papers full of scriptures on the side. Chen Ping twisted the paper like turning over a book, and asked with a smile: "Originally, there were rows of scriptures without rows, but they were copied by the third prince, but they deployed troops to fight against them." Ordinary, orderly, and strict rules. Why is this?"

Liu Mao stood beside the desk, and finally couldn't help smiling and said: "Chen Jianxian, don't repeat it again and again, there is something in the words. Chen Jianxian doesn't care about the power of the dynasty under the mountain. If you are a national teacher, you don't have to be so high or low. The Huanghua Guan Longzhou Taoist will not let go. Chen Jianxian is destined to have a great way, why should he be entangled with an ant who is not a golden core, and the grievances and grievances of the past are so hard for Mr. to let go? Not to mention a big spring that changed the world, a continuous Liu Mao, who is no longer a vassal king, has nothing in the court, in the rivers and lakes, on the mountains, could it be that Chen Jianxian can't even tolerate a green lantern, a few volumes of Taoist scriptures, and a sea-observing monk?"

Seeing the young man in green shirt who looked like a scholar smiled and said nothing, Liu Mao asked: "Shouldn't the current Chen Jianxian be the guest of Shenzhuan Peak, Jinding Temple or Qinghu Palace? You shouldn’t have come to Huanghuaguan. There’s actually nothing to reminisce between us. Could it be His Majesty’s intention?”

Liu Maodao: "If it's His Majesty's intention, then I really need to worry too much. I don't want to shake the big tree because I don't want to shake it. The overall situation is settled. Now that the country is peaceful, the world will return to Haiyan Qingping. , Pindao has become a cultivator, and he knows more clearly the truth that the destiny cannot be violated. Even if Chen Jianxian can't trust a Taoist from Longzhou, he should still believe in his own vision. Liu Mao has never been considered a really smart person, but he is not so stupid , is an enemy of Haohao. Right, Chen Jianxian?"

Chen Ping's answer was irrelevant, as if he wanted to reminisce about the old days with this person. He brought up the old things slowly and said: "Back then in Hu'er Town, His Royal Highness the Third Prince spoke with a deep understanding of people's hearts. There were two questions that left me speechless. It may be that after repeated deliberation, I really learned a lot. Just like tonight, His Highness's words are very particular. Ants and gnats echo each other, Chen Jianxian and Chen Jianxian are in contrast, and they are powerless to add to the icing on the cake. The great momentum is the principle of the mountain, and it is mysterious everywhere, and every word is learned. I have learned it again."

This time it was Liu Mao's turn to be silent.

Yao Xianzhi glanced at Mr. Chen in a green shirt and long gown, and then at Liu Mao in a plain Taoist robe, and suddenly he was glad that he had brought a jug of wine, otherwise he would have nothing to do and nothing to say tonight.

"I don't care if His Royal Highness the Third Prince is still unwilling to give up, or if he still wants to change clothes and wear them through. What does this have to do with me as an outsider? I am still the same as before, just an outsider passing by But it’s different from the past, when I walked around the troubles, tonight I took the initiative to rush to the troubles, and I can spare everything, but not troubles.”

Chen Pingan leaned on the book case, put his hands on his sleeves, looked around, and said casually: "It's just that at that time, the passers-by were of low level, and there were many simple truths. People. Impatient, now it’s better, the master is still the master, and the bad guest comes to the door, but he has to open the door. The arrogance is bullying, unreasonable bastard talk, the Longzhou Taoist who retreats and retreats, so that a small clean Taoist temple is only There is still a foothold in the house, and I still have to listen to what the guests are saying, carefully ponder, chew carefully, the snow has melted, and I still have to walk on thin ice."

Liu Mao laughed and said, "Actually, it's not as embarrassing as what Chen Jianxian said. Tonight, chatting with the light on is actually better for cultivating one's mind than copying books blindly."

Chen Ping put away his wandering eyes, stared at Liu Mao again, and said: "It's been many years since we met again, and we chatted again. Most of us answered irrelevant questions and said different things. But there is one thing that I can really answer Your Highness sincerely, that is why I will pester an ant who thinks he is a mayfly, not a fairy."

Chen Pingan suddenly pointed to Liu Mao, and then pointed to the sloppy man sitting and drinking, "The problem lies in the third prince of Hu'er Town, the answer lies in the Longzhou Taoist in Huanghuaguan, and the problem lies in the fourteen-year-old Yao Yao Jinzhi, the frontier soldier, is also on the body of the current governor of the capital."

Liu Mao said: "I only understand half of it. I implore Chen Jianxian to clarify the other half."

Chen Pingan said: "I have already talked about this, so Your Highness can't reciprocate and say something open to me?"

Liu Mao felt helpless.

Chen Pingan shook his sleeves, put his finger on the desk, and said: "After the snow melts, people's hearts are burning. Even if it is not difficult to put out the fire, before the fire is successfully put out, the damage is still damage after all. And the water consumed to put out the fire, It is even more intangible loss, and it needs to be exchanged with a large amount of merit. I am a businessman, working hard as a burden, and all I earn are hard money, conscience money!"

Liu Mao said helplessly: "Chen Jianxian's truth, the literal meaning, can be understood by the poor. It's just why Chen Jianxian said this, what is the meaning behind the words, the poor Taoist is like falling into the clouds."

For the first time, Yao Xianzhi felt that he and Liu Mao were in the same group.

"Liu Mao, a swordsman asks about the sword, a martial artist asks about the boxing, the winner is life and death, the skill is superior, the winner is happy, the skill is not as good as the others, and the loser is defeated. But if you want to make me lose money and lose money, then I will be right You are welcome. A Longzhou Taoist who has practiced Taoism for 20 years, comprehended the Taoist scriptures, went astray, failed to form alchemy, went mad, paralyzed in bed, lingering on his last breath. , is doomed to fail to write.”

Chen Ping turned around, picked up the writing brush, dipped it in the ink slightly, and began to copy the scriptures on the paper, and wrote a line of text along Liu Mao. .

While picking up the pen, Chen Pingan raised his head and looked at Liu Mao with a smile while writing. He casually distracted and wrote on the paper, flowing freely, and said slowly: "But if you really want to write, you can do it. I can do it for you. Copy the words. It is not difficult to say that the shape is very similar, or that the spirit is eighty-nine. Before I practice the sword."

Liu Mao smiled wryly and said: "Chen Jianxian is here tonight, is he going to ask about the sword? I really don't understand why His Majesty the Emperor can tolerate a Taoist from Longzhou, why Chen Jianxian, who claims to be a passer-by, is so persistent."

Chen Ping gently put the pen on the pen stand, and said with a smile: "In this world, people scare ghosts more than ghosts. Your Royal Highness, what do you think?"

Jiang Shangzhen, who is no longer the old suzerain of Yuguizong, still has to remind himself to be more careful about Han Jiangshu and his ilk, let alone a suzerain on the mountain who is about to become a closed disciple of Wensheng's lineage.

Chen Ping'an has traveled up and down the mountains all his life, and one of his biggest intangible reliance is his habit of letting life and death enemies with different levels of level and wave after wave look down on him, and feel despised a little bit.

Even if today is different from the past, I, Chen Pingan, have the final say on when to speak wild words, to flirt, to do shocking feats, with whom, where and when.

Immortal Han Yushu can't do it, and the alias "Chen Yin" Fei Ran can't do it either.

Through the observation of Liu Mao, the steps are light and heavy, the breath is breathed out, the air flow is flowing, and the mood is ups and downs. He is undoubtedly a sea-observing monk.

It's just that Liu Mao is obviously suppressing the realm deliberately. It is of course difficult to enter the upper five realms, but if Liu Mao doesn't deliberately stop practicing, the young master of Huanghua Temple tonight should be a Longmen realm monk who is expected to form a golden core . According to the rules of the Confucian Temple, Qi practitioners in the middle five realms are absolutely not eligible to be the monarch of a country. Back then, Emperor Dali was enshrined and instigated by the Lu family of the Yinyang family, and committed a huge taboo. Well, he will become Lu's matchmaking puppet.

Therefore, Liu Mao's current Sea Viewing Realm is a very measured choice. His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who is a pure martial artist and has a long-standing foundation in cultivating Taoism, is worthy of entering the Cave Mansion Realm. It is too deliberate and a coincidence. The sequelae of the environment are still too great. If he shows the aptitude and weather of the earth immortal that is expected to form a Jindan guest, the Emperor Yao of Daquan will be afraid again, so the sea viewing environment is the best. If it is done properly, it is enough for him to be an emperor for thirty or fifty years.

Chen Pingan originally wanted to go to the water prison in the capital to meet Liu Cong, but he changed his mind immediately when he heard that Taoist Longzhou was a sea-watcher.

Liu Mao would never have imagined that Chen Pingan, who was just passing by Mirage City, would visit Huanghua Temple that night just because of his "inviolable" view of the sea.

Yao Xianzhi took a big gulp of wine, tapped his knee lightly with the jug, scolded his mother, then tilted his shoulders, stood up slowly, walked to the window and opened it, looked up at the sky, and said, "Mr. It is going to rain."

"If you want to pray for rain in the future, you don't need to ask Qin Tianjian."

Chen Pingan threw a jug of wine to Yao Xianzhi, and said with a smile, "Master Fu Yin helped the temple master go to the courtyard and collect the clothes hanging on the bamboo poles. Probably because of the unwritten rules of the Huanghua Temple, so remember to separate the three pieces of clothing when stacking them on the table in the main room. The door of the main room seems to be locked, so first ask the temple owner for the key, and then you wait there I, I will talk to the Lord for a while."

Yao Xianzhi took a bunch of keys from Liu Mao, limped out of the room, and muttered, "It's probably raining at Tiangong Temple."

Liu Mao shook his head with a smile.

This Fuyin lord is still young, superfluous.

Shen Guogong Gao Shi really visited the Taoist temple, it is not worth talking about it tonight.

Chen Ping's few trivial words about folding the clothes, locking the door and borrowing the key, the pressure on Liu Mao disappeared suddenly.

Yao Xianzhi's intimidation was actually just a reminder to the Taoist of Longzhou that there really was only one Yao Jinzhi in Daquan who had a good fortune, and there was only one sword fairy who crossed the road again and became a young man from a young age.

Chen Ping asked with a smile: "Your Highness, do you think Yao's Fu Yin is funny? Do you think Yao Xianzhi is ridiculous when he is a lame and broken-armed Fu Yin, or does he think that Yao Xianzhi survived the battlefield? In fact, it is better to give it to the Yao family's ancestral hall early." Adding a spiritual seat, is it even more ridiculous?"

Liu Mao's heartstrings tensed immediately.

The next moment, Liu Maoteng seemed to be riding the clouds, and then his shoulders suddenly sank, his aura stagnated, his aura was as heavy as a mountain, and he sat on that chair unknowingly.

With a wave of Chen Ping's sleeves, the empty pen container on the table flew towards Liu Mao, who gently caught it. The yellow bamboo pen container was embossed with a picture of an ancient pine secluded Gaoshi, which was an old thing in the palace.

Chen Ping went to the bookshelf, "I remember that the monarch of a country would unseal a gold-encrusted jade pen every first month to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new. Is there something missing from this empty pen holder?"

Liu Mao looked calm and said: "If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing to worry about. Chen Jianxian, it's almost enough. Since the situation is now that you are not with me, you can kill at will."

Liu Mao held the dust fly in one hand and the pen holder in the other, and said with a sneer, "If you have practiced Taoism, even if you haven't entered the hall, there is one thing that is good, and your heart is like still water. If Chen Jianxian visits Huanghua Temple today, it is to fight and kill people. That's right. Let Pindao once again experience the demeanor of the sword fairy. It's good to show off to the two disciples. The master's cultivation is mediocre, and his realm is not high, but he has also learned the Taoism with a sword fairy. Of course, the premise is that Chen Jianxian is merciful. Hit but not kill."

Chen Pingan looked around, from the lamp on the desk, the two scriptures, to various objects including flowers and calamus, he could not see the slightest mystery. Chen Pingan raised his sleeves, and a wick slowly peeled off from the desk. When it is turned on, the lights are scattered, but they don't float away, like a lantern on the table.

Two volumes of Taoist classics floated up, and the pages of the book were slowly turned over. The aura of heaven and earth around the Taoist temple gathered, thick as water, and ripples, slowly brushing across the walls and the ground.

When Chen Ping was walking casually in the house, the Huang Ting Jing and Ling Fei Jing, the two scriptures floated in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, flipping through the books by himself.

Liu Mao sighed softly: "Chen Jianxian is so suspicious, no wonder he can become such a young sword fairy."

Chen Ping pretended not to hear it, walked to the bookshelf, and the books were tilted outwards, the pages of the books were rattling, and the sound of books resounded throughout the room, like the sound of running water in a stream.

Chen Ping put the two scriptures that had been flipped to the end, touched them lightly with two fingers together, floated back to the desk and slowly fell, and said with a smile: "The books on the shelf are really rich, and nothing in the heart is a god. Wealth is true, This shelf of books is not something that can be bought with a few snowflakes. As for the gods, forget it, I am at most suspicious, but His Highness must have ghosts in his heart... This book is not common, and it is actually an official with the permission of the Confucian Temple. The first edition of the first edition? The Lord lends me a read."

Chen Pingan kept a copy of "Astronomical List of Stars" in his sleeve. Books related to astronomical phenomena and geography will be listed as banned books by the imperial court and should not be kept privately by the people.

Chen Pingan stopped in front of the bookshelf, there was no breeze in the house, and the Taoist books were still turning pages very quickly. Chen Pingan suddenly put his fingers on an ancient book and stopped turning the pages. It is a set of rare ancient books that are not widely circulated at the foot of the mountain , even if it is in the library of the fairy family on the mountain, it is likely to end up eating ashes.

Because this rare book "Heguanzi" is "elegant in words", but "big and useless", the knowledge expounded in the book is too high, difficult and obscure, and it is not a method of refining Qi that can be relied on, so it has been reduced to the simple use of later generations of bibliophiles. Books to decorate the facade, as for the authenticity of this Taoist classic, the two vice-masters of the Confucian Temple in Confucianism even quarreled over it, and they were the kind who exchanged letters frequently and fought with each other. However, later generations still regard it as a fake book.

Liu Mao glanced at the movement over there, and sighed softly: "We cry and mourn together, help each other with joy, and stop strange spies."

Chen Ping sneered and said: "Didn't you also teach your monarch the art of facing south? Why didn't the third prince learn it well? So it is not good for rich people to read too much. The more they know the truth, the less they know."

Chen Ping'an suddenly fell silent. There are several adjacent books on the bookshelf, "Sea Island Mathematical Classics", "Algorithm and Fine Grass", "Nine Chapters of Numerous Books"...

All the books have been read, and they are the type of books with the most commentary and narration. Chen Pingan really didn't expect that Liu Mao was obsessed with arithmetic. Just now, he glanced at a certain pattern, full of numbers, and made Chen Pingan confused, as if he was reading a book from heaven. Shallow, much higher than the ability to practice breaking through.

Liu Mao said, "I don't borrow those books. If you take them away, you'll be the one who robbed them, let alone return them."

Chen Pingan raised his sleeves, and five or six classics of arithmetic and arithmetic fell into his bag, "Return, why not return it, if you borrow it, return it, it's not difficult to borrow again."

The material and text content of many books can't be seen.

Chen Pingan was still not at ease, so he took Liu Mao's whisk into his hand, weighed it, and shook it a few times, finally crushing the wooden handle inch by inch.

Liu Mao said with a straight face, "You don't need to pay it back, it should be a gift from the poor Daoist to Chen Jianxian sincerely."

Chen Pingan put the whisk that had lost its wooden handle back on the desk, turned his head and said with a smile: "No, this is a beloved thing that gets along with His Highness day and night, a gentleman does not take what others like, although I am not a serious scholar, but I have read a few books of the sages."

The dust whisk is just an ordinary thing at the bottom of the mountain, the same is true of the broken wooden handle, and so is the silk thread at the tail of the stag. Although this thing is not expensive, it is after all the favorite of the temple master.

Liu Mao sneered and said: "Chen Jianxian is too modest, he is very scholarly, worthy of the title of "Mr."

Chen Pingan began to raise his hand, brushed those books lightly, practiced words randomly from one book after another, and said at the same time: "I would like to thank the Confucian Temple, and ban Shanshui Mansion from reporting for five years. Otherwise, my reputation now is completely rotten. .”

Liu Mao frowned, and said, "Chen Jianxian told a lot of jokes today."

Chen Pingan walked slowly, each word was refined and picked up, and then quickly dissipated into the air, and asked casually: "Did you say that back then, the next time we meet, you have to pretend that you don't recognize me?"

Liu Mao shook his head and said, "Forgot."

"Maybe I misremembered, it was with Liu Cong."

Chen Pingan nodded, and asked again: "You haven't figured it out yet, why did I bring Yao Xianzhi on purpose?"

Liu Mao said with a smile: "Why, given the relationship between Chen Jianxian and the Daquan Yao family, we still need to avoid suspicion?"

Chen Ping snapped his fingers, the world was cut off, and the house instantly became a lawless place.

Liu Mao was greatly astonished, but in an instant, he lost his mind for a moment.

Because in the house, swordsmen in green shirts and backs appeared, with different expressions and standing in different positions. Everyone spoke in unison, but it was another man's voice, saying: "Liu Mao, you are such a waste that you can't help, I knew At that time, I should have chosen Gao Shizhen. If I were Chen Pingan, or Chen Pingan's patience was not so good, and I searched your soul at random, just like flipping through a book, then you are actually dead right now."

Liu Mao hesitated to speak, but he came back to his senses in an instant, got up suddenly, and slumped down again.

Finally got the answer.

Chen Ping put away a caged sparrow, and said with a smile, "Brother Feiran is such a bitch, he doesn't care about brotherhood and morals."

Liu Mao began to close his eyes and rest his mind, waiting to die.

He did have a piece of evidence, but it was incomplete. Before Feiran disappeared, he did come to Huanghua Temple to look for Liu Mao quietly once.

As for the so-called evidence, whether it is true or not, Liu Mao is still not sure. Anyway, in the eyes of outsiders, it will only be ironclad evidence.

Liu Mao opened his eyes suddenly, "What is the truth, can you guess?"

Chen Ping tipped his toes, sat on the desk, turned around and bent over, relit the lamp, then covered his sleeves with both hands, and said with a smile: "It's almost possible to guess. It's just that a few key points are missing. Tell me about it." , might survive."

Liu Mao laughed suddenly, and said in admiration, "Aren't you really Fei Ran? You two are so similar. The more sure you are not the same person, the more I think you are the same person."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "We have been chatting a lot tonight, we can say a few serious things, Your Highness hurry up and save yourself."

But Liu Mao stood up, as if he was relieved, and laughed loudly: "If I completely obey Fei Ran's arrangement, as long as the wild world loses and loses Tongyezhou again, I should immediately take risks and escape from Mirage City , then as long as I drive them to the rebuilt Dafu Academy, it’s really hard to say who is the prisoner today. Unfortunately, I am too timid and cherish my life too much. After cultivating the Tao, I am afraid of death. After a while, I will gamble my life without hesitation. If I lose the bet, I will just lose my life. If I win the bet, I can regain the family fortune for the Liu family."

Chen Pingan was very patient, and said slowly: "Have you ever thought about it, now I am the one in this world who most hopes Taoist Longzhou can live well?"

Liu Mao nodded and said, "That's why I dare to stand up and talk to Sword Immortal Chen Pingan."

Chen Pingan looked helpless, "You smart people are the most annoying, and dealing with them is tiring."

Without saying a word, Liu Mao looked at Chen Jianxian with a smile.

Chen Ping stretched out a palm, indicating that Liu Mao could speak freely.

Liu Mao sat down again.

The matter has come to this point, there is nothing to hide, and Liu Mao started to tell the story of the brilliant plan. Liu Mao talked a lot and in great detail. It's not that Liu Mao did this on purpose, but Fei Ran even helped this Longzhou Taoist figure out dozens of details, big and small, just how to place certain "ideas" and where to put them, so as to prevent someone from entering the fifth realm Immortals or academy sages "asked the heart", and Fei Ran clearly told Liu Mao that once he was forcibly "opened" by magical powers, Liu Mao would die. Hearing this, Chen Ping'an's eyes were wide open.

Chen Pingan kept listening, and just interrupted, "Liu Mao, have you ever thought about one thing, such as the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, they don't doubt me at all."

Before Liu Mao could speak, Chen Pingan said again: "But this is exactly what Fei Ran is so powerful about. Don't worry, I'll tell you the truth after you finish speaking. Anyway, when it comes to scheming people's hearts, our Fei Ran Sword Immortal is indeed several realms higher than you."

Liu Mao continued the previous topic. Generally speaking, it was the Queen of Daquan, Yao Jinzhi, who teamed up with the vassal king Liu Cong, and sent Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen to secretly connect the Zhaoping Peak Yaozu Sword Immortal who was close at hand. The Wuzi army tent in the capital city of the Southern Qi Dynasty reached a covenant at Taoyedu. There are two contract tokens, one is the jade seal of the Liu family of Daquan, and the other is the seal of Wenhai Zhoumi's collection of books.

And the seal holder, a blue-clothed swordsman traveling alone on Taoyedu, surnamed Chen Mingping, had already begun to secretly lay the groundwork for this plan as early as twenty years ago.

As the head of the Yao family, Yao Zhen, Minister of the Ministry of War, did not hesitate to use 160,000 Daquan Liu's elite cavalry and 310,000 local garrisons to die in battle, temporarily winning the hearts of the army and the people for the family, as Yao Jinzhi must pay for becoming emperor. The price, and in return, this move will become a stepping stone for the Yao family to usurp the throne. An intact Mirage City will be used as a place for Wenhai Zhoumi’s closed disciple Zhou Qinggao to observe Taoism, and at the same time, Mirage City will be set in the Wild World. One of the accompanying capitals of Tongyezhou.

Chen Pingan nodded in praise and said: "If I really want to do it for you, I will have a yellow mud in my crotch. What a handsome brother, it's fortunate that I was so polite to him back then, so I want to reunite with me so much."

The Zhongtu Confucian Temple is a young man who came from the line of literary sages, and he specially announced it to the world, explaining and clarifying? Just explain.

Wen Sheng's lineage, from master to disciple, isn't each one alone but able to save the sky? During the war, the lineage of the sub-sage, led by Chen Chun'an, a scholar in Nanbasuozhou, had mixed reputations. Therefore, the major academies and dynasties wanted to restore the status of Wenshen's Confucian Temple, and their position was higher than that of Yasage? Isn't it necessary to spread the knowledge of martial arts all over the world? dare? As long as one is caring, wouldn't it be inevitable to think a little more? Taking a ten thousand step back, which is easier to investigate the truth than to watch the excitement? Especially for Chen Pingan, every movement in the future will be a kind of wind and water that attracts people's attention. Not to mention the establishment of a sect, especially the location of the next sect in Tongyezhou.

So for Chen Ping'an, the only difference in this transaction is the loss.

And this move, the biggest ghost of people's hearts, is that even if the husband doesn't care, the senior brothers don't care, and the third senior brother Liu Shiliu doesn't care.

But the most so-called one is precisely Chen Ping'an who most hopes that Wen Sheng's line can spread its branches and leaves. And once Chen Pingan has something to say, or does something about it, he will affect the whole context, from his husband and senior brother, down to the entire Luopo Mountain, and everyone in the Patriarchal Hall of Ji Se Peak.

This will even involve Haoran Tianxia and the Ascension City of the Fifth Tianxia, ​​and it will spark a third and fourth dispute that is undercurrent.

In short, Feiran did not lose anything in this dispensable business. If Mr. Yinguan can return to Haoran World alive, he will lose more or less. It seems to depend on Chen Ping's luck and fortune.

Therefore, Fei Ran, who has already returned to the wild world, will definitely not lose in this "question of the sword".

Chen Pingan asked suddenly: "Apart from Liu Cong and Gao Shizhen, there were no outsiders from the Daquan Dynasty in Taoyedu back then?"

Liu Mao shook his head and couldn't help laughing, "Even if there was, Feiran wouldn't tell you."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Liu Mao said: "As for the book collection seal, the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, I don't know where it is hidden now."

Chen Pingan's feet landed on the ground, and the collection of books was printed? Fei Ran, you are a swordsman, so arty, did you learn from yourself again?

Chen Pingan went to the bookshelf again. Previously, he practiced calligraphy casually, but there was no gain. However, Chen Pingan was a little hesitant at the moment. There were more than ten chapters in total in the previous few "Heguanzi", and Chen Pingan had long been familiar with the contents of the books. Three in one", Chen Pingan had repeatedly recited it in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, because its purpose has many overlaps with Lu's family of yin and yang in the Shenzhou of China. However, Chen Pingan's favorite one has the fewest words, only 135 characters, and the title is "Night Walk".

After returning home, on Jiang Shangzhen's cloud boat ferry, Chen Pingan even specially carved the complete seal on the bamboo slips.

The reason why Chen Pingan hesitated was because he suddenly remembered that when he opened the pages of the previous book by himself, he found that there was a private seal in the narration of the night travel chapter of this book, with the words flower and bird seal, "Night wanderers with candles, be careful!" Candle Hand".

At that time, Chen Pingan mistook it for the seal of Liu Mao or a previous book collector, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, he thought that the seal script of this seal could be used for reference in the future.

Chen Pingan took out the book, turned to the night walk, and thought about it slowly.

This is not a dead end, not even a questioning one. Because Chen Pingan was too easy to break the game.

If it was really Cui Chan's handwriting, it would not be the Taoist Longzhou with obvious clues.

To be precise, it was more like a farewell gift from Fei Ran, a kindred spirit, to Mr. Yinguan before leaving Haoran Tianxia and returning to his hometown.

Putting himself in the same situation and in the same situation, Chen Pingan felt that he would also have a "clean up" for Feiran, which is disgusting.

Feiran is obviously betting that Chen Pingan will go straight to Luopo Mountain in Aquarius Island as soon as he returns to his hometown. Feiran has not counted that the Confucian Temple will ban Shanshui Mansion News, otherwise Liu Mao would have established himself invincible by walking the news on the mountain. Not only can he survive, but he will even be protected by Dafu Academy. Before the truth comes to light, Liu Mao will have no worries about his life. He will stretch his neck to kill Yao Jin, and the Empress Daquan will not dare to use a knife. It's just that Liu Mao underestimated the brilliant calculation after all, so he still didn't know that Chen Ping'an was the last hermit official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, let alone that Chen Ping'an was the closed disciple of Wen Sheng's lineage.

Naturally, Feiran didn't want Chen Ping's life, maybe he didn't think much about it, maybe he wanted it very much, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, so Feiran just used Haoran's people's hearts in the world to make some moves against Chen Pingan on the basis of a "name". Tongyezhou, all the dynasty of the restoration of the country who are jealous of Daquan, as well as inside the Daquan dynasty, all the scholars who are dissatisfied with the Yao emperor, and Haoran Jiuzhou, all the monks on the mountain who are not too big to watch the excitement, even Confucian children of Yasheng's line will contribute to the flames intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Ping'an pressed his fingers against the words on the seal, and gently erased the traces. Chen Ping rubbed his fingers.

There was a gust of wind blowing, and a series of words appeared on the scraps of ink pad. Each word disappeared suddenly after it appeared in the world. technique, and the sword energy is contained in it. Liu Mao had already been imprisoned by Chen Ping'an, so he couldn't see a word. These words were almost a letter.

The opening text is very tender, "My lord, I miss you so much after being separated for so many years."

Then there was some murderous intent, "You can see this letter, Mr. Yinguan is a genius, and he deserves it. What I admire even more is that Mr. Yinguan is still willing to be in the water with his current state. The shallow water and muddy pond, the patience is extremely good, the little things are known, and the prudence remains the same. Feiran hereby sincerely wishes that Luopo Mountain's lower sect will choose Tongyezhou as the site, and the opening of the door will be smooth and smooth."

"I revisited your old place before, and I felt that things are right and wrong. You and I are all tourists from far away, and it is inevitable that things will hurt the same kind. Therefore, when we parted, I left a letter specially. The official left a priceless book collection seal, and Liu Mao was just keeping it on his behalf. It is up to the king to take it for himself as an apology. It's hard to guess, it's somewhere in the soul of the feudal prince Liu Cong, so I won't play tricks here."

The penultimate sentence, "I am Jiashen tent clogs, I hope that in the wild world in the future, I can ask Mr. Yinguan again."

One of the seals slowly emerged from the night travel chapter, as if worried that Chen Pingan would not touch it, the seal began to rotate by itself, so that Lord Yinguan could see the seal characters clearly.

Chen Ping glanced at the seal with a gloomy expression.

There are quite a lot of seal characters on the border: three million scrolls are accumulated by hand, and I entertain myself in the cold weather. He feasted on immortal characters all his years, and he did not waste his life as a silverfish.

The bottom line is "a hungry old bookworm".

The damn thing is that Wenhai Zhoumi, who claims to have a collection of three million books, has a private collection of books!

The last sentence of this letter is somewhat inexplicable, "Those who hold candles to light the night road for others are easy to hurt their own hands. It has been a sad gentleman since ancient times. The same is true for those who hold seals today. Lord Yinguan, be careful of flying swords. Three, Two, one."

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In Tiangong Temple, it was raining heavily.

Gao Shizhen looked down at the big sick character on the paper, and wiped it horizontally with an extremely slender chicken-spacing pen, which appeared to be extremely powerful.

Gao Shizhen sighed, and said softly: "Back then on that mountain, I was looking for revenge with that young man, why did you keep hiding it? That's all. Later, at Taoyedu, that blue-clothed swordsman, alone Du looked at you with admiration, and seemed to be a little apprehensive, which further verified what I thought in my heart, you are definitely not a golden body warrior, so I have actually been resentful towards you all these years."

The old man raised his hand and rubbed his skinny cheeks, "I'm just angry. I know I'm talking about it. I'm like a three-year-old child playing tricks. Not only is it useless, but it will cause bad things, so I endured it. You can't be empty-handed. The ancestral mansion has lost everything, and in the end I lost an old friend who can talk about my thoughts."

Pei Wenyue nodded and said, "I see. All these years, I have actually been waiting for the master to ask this question."

Gao Shizhen raised his head and asked with great interest, "What's the answer?"

As a result, the old butler said, "There is nothing to say."

The old man was stunned for a long time, and laughed, but he didn't ask about this anymore, feeling a little sad, "I remember the first time we met, it was here in Tiangong Temple. You and I were young at that time. Now I am old What about you?"

Pei Wenyue said: "It's hard to say. There are different ways of saying things up and down the mountain. Now I'm at the bottom of the mountain."

Gao Shizhen nodded, raised the pen, and lightly dipped in the ink.

The old butler thought for a while, glanced out of the window, frowned slightly, and said, "It's an old saying that a person who walks too much at night is likely to run into ghosts. Then, besides walking carefully, a person doesn't follow the rules and understands etiquette." , It is more important to stick to the bottom line or not. These empty principles sound like wandering around like a lonely ghost, but they will take root at a moment, and you don’t know if you save your life. For example, in the past On the mountain, if that young man doesn't know how to accept it when he sees it, and is determined to kill the grass and roots, and kill you, the Duke of the country, then he will die. Even if a certain brother of his is there, as long as he is still thousands of miles away, he can't be saved he."

Gao Shi was really surprised. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to copy the scriptures. He raised his head, "Old Pei, how can you be willing to stay with the current people in a small mansion?"

The old steward replied: "For a long trip, when you are away from home, you have to complete an agreement with others near this mirage city. I didn't know how long it would take, and I had to find a place to stay. In a high position, at a young age, with a Buddha heart, I took refuge in him."

Gao Shizhen couldn't stop laughing, "I have the heart of a Buddha? Lao Pei, Lao Pei, when did you learn to tell jokes?"

The old butler shook his head, "A prince who eats a lot of food has never suffered in his life. When he saw you, he was at a high-spirited age, but he has always been able to treat people as people. In my opinion, it is Buddha's heart. Some things, just because you don't care about them, you think it's natural and natural, and outsiders think they are valuable. So over the years, I have quietly blocked many... ghosts on the night road for the master. It's just that there is no need to talk to the master. Let’s talk about this. Having said that, it’s an indeterminate meditation, and there is a boat tied. I may need to leave the Duke’s mansion for this, and I’ve always been afraid of trouble.”

Gao Shizhen asked suspiciously: "Old Pei, you are not a pure martial artist, but a hidden Qi trainer, right?"

The old housekeeper twitched the corners of his mouth for the first time, as if smiling knowingly, and gave an answer, "I actually use a sword, and my sword skills are not bad."

Gao Shizhen asked, "Is there any of the five upper realms?"

The old butler still spoke vaguely, "Master, this question is very vulgar."

Gao Shi was really in high spirits, "Is it a sword fairy?"

The old housekeeper shook his head and said: "A person with a sword walks in the rivers and lakes, and is just a swordsman. In fact, I am not a mountain person."

Gao Shi really knew that this old Pei was destined not to reveal his identity, so he turned to ask: "Yao Jinzhi has no cultivation, how can he be so skillful in appearance?"

The old housekeeper said: "Her aunt, that Jiuniang who used to be an innkeeper at the border is actually Mrs. Huansha, a nine-tailed sky fox, and Jiuniang's most fundamental tail is actually Yao Jinzhi."

Gao Shizhen suddenly realized, "In this way, the credit month between her and Aquarius Island is an expression of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple."

The old housekeeper stood up suddenly, opened the door, and picked up the oil-paper umbrella, as if he was about to go out.

It's just that the umbrella-holding old man, whose alias is Pei Wenyue, just stood at the door, looking in the direction of Mirage City through the rain curtain.

It seems that something happened in Mirage City, which caused Pei Wenyue to temporarily change her mind, "The things I promised someone to do are actually two things, one of which is to secretly protect Yao Jinzhi and help her proclaim herself emperor. , has become the only female emperor in the Haoran world today. Why this person is like this, he knows, probably God knows. As for the fate of the Liu family in Daquan, I don’t care. Even the children of the Yao family other than her, Ups and downs, it's still such an old principle, fate is made by heaven, and blessings are sought by oneself. I will not interfere in the slightest. Otherwise, the master thinks that a knife sharpener with a golden body and a martial artist, plus a buried river god with a broken golden body, Can you really protect Yao Jinzhi back then?"

Pei Wenyue, who turned her back to Shen Guogong, shook her head, "Even if Yao Jinzhi actually has a backhand in his hand and has a great relationship with that Yu Guizong, but she was still fledgling at that time, her heart was not strong enough, and her wrist was not fierce enough. Liu Mao, who will be waiting for the opportunity, is behind. At Taoyedu, I accompanied the master to see that... Chen Yin, he talked to me with his heart. I promised him one thing, he protected Living in Mirage City and Yao's, betting on whether someone will add to the snake and ask for trouble in the future. Now it seems that a person is too smart, and he is really... sick. Of course, these are all calculations of that Chen Yin , The so-called superfluous, I don't think so. But to me, it doesn't matter, it's not killing people anyway."

Gao Shizhen's face changed slightly.

No wonder Liu Mao chose to stand by and watch instead of cooperating in the torrential night rain that year. At first, Gao Shizhen thought that Liu Mao was between his elder brother Liu Cong and Yao Jinzhi, and that the two evils were the lesser of two evils. Liu Mao was worried that even if he succeeded in helping the dragon, he would end up in Liu Cong's hands afterwards, and his fate would not be much better. , so the latter was chosen. Now it seems that the time has not come?

Pei Wenyue looked indifferent, but what she said next caused the old man to accidentally drop a drop of ink on the paper with the pen in his hand, "It's easy to run into ghosts when you walk at night. The old saying is old because It’s a big reason. The master is not mistaken, once her dragon chair is in danger because of Shen Guogong’s mansion, if she can’t sit in that position, you will die, master, let alone a sneaky Liu Mao, But in the Duke’s Mansion, there is still a Duke Gao Shizhen, without anyone noticing it, and there will continue to be Liu Mao in the Taoist temple who is infatuated with alchemy and asking immortals. One day you two should die, and I will leave Mirage City, change to another place, and guard the second thing."

The old butler shook his head and said with a smile: "Then Liu Mao, whether he is a prince or a vassal king, for so many years, he only has the master and the young man in his eyes. I am such a living person, and I am the chief steward of the Duke's Mansion after all. , is another gold-bodied martial artist on the bright side, the confidant of two generations of princes, he still either pretends not to see it, or sees it, it's better not to see it. I don't even know such a waste, except for the better ability of reincarnation , What big things can he accomplish. That Chen Yin chose Liu Mao, I am afraid he did it on purpose. The young people nowadays are really better than one brain, and their scheming is terrifying."

Gao Shizhen raised his head, and with the help of the light on the table, he tried his best to look at the old butler who was becoming more and more unfamiliar, only a dim back.

Even though Pei Wenyue opened the door, no wind and rain fell into the house.

The old man who is unsmiling all year round, before getting up tonight, always sits upright, without arrogance in the slightest, with a calm breath and a flat expression, even if he is standing at the door at this moment, he still seems to be doing homework, in a well-off family In the wealthy door of the market, a loyal old slave is talking to his master about a certain child from the neighbor's house, who is not good for anything and makes people look down on him.

Gao Shizhen was suddenly relieved, and said with a smile: "The strong are good at approving cautiously, while the weak like blindly denying."

The old butler nodded, "Master's words are very good. All self-righteous smart people in the world like to kill ten thousand for one, just for fun."

Gao Shizhen hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice: "Old Pei, can you let me meet that young man again?"

The old butler shook his head and said, "One more word of persuasion, the master should give up his mind."

Gao Shizhen's face was miserable, "Why?"

"He is not a person who likes to court death. Even if you see him, master, it is meaningless."

The old man surnamed Pei said: "That young man grew up very fast, and now he has become the... ghost of many people who walk at night. If you are lucky, the two sides pass each other. If you are not lucky, you will encounter a ghost. For example Liu Mao tonight."

The biggest protector in the world is each practitioner himself after all. Not only the most guards, but also the longest guards. In addition to Dao Xin, there are many things in life.

Immortals can hardly save the dead.

Gao Shizhen still stared at the old housekeeper's back.

The old man said: "I forgot to say something, that young man has a more ordinary heart than you, sir. Let me say a big word again, the swordsman's sword cut it, it was that man's heart and ghost. It's not a simple person. Or ghost, if you practice like this, the avenue is too small, and your sword skills will not be very high. It's just..."

It's just that Pei Wenyue half-spoken and stopped talking.

At this moment, Gao Shizhen stared blankly out of the window, "Old Pei, you seem to have something to do, can you tell me? Can you tell me? If you break the rules, just pretend I didn't ask."

"You can talk."

The old housekeeper nodded and said: "I am waiting for one of my unnamed disciples to return to Mirage City, and then according to the agreement, I will teach all the sword skills I have learned."

"That handsome young man from a foreign country back then?"

"Just say whether it's male or female, that child is really good-looking."

"If I remember correctly, back then when I was in the mansion, my feet were unsteady when I climbed a height and looked far away? Such a person, can also learn swords from you? By the way, is that young man surnamed Lu male or female? "

"Hard to say."

When Gao Shizhen heard these two words, he looked helpless and shook his head, "You people from the mountains, what's going on."

"One of that guy's masters can probably answer the master's question."

"I probably can't wait."

The old butler stopped talking, just nodded.

The monks on the mountain retreat and take a nap casually, and the children in the world below the mountain may have gray hair.

Gao Shizhen suddenly noticed that the old butler raised his umbrella hand and wiped it lightly. In the end, only the handle of the oiled paper umbrella was left.

Gao Shizhen stood up, came to the door of the house, and asked softly, "This is?"

Pei Wenyue said, "Pass the sword."

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The rain is still the same, the temple is still the same, the capital is still the same, the Taoist temple is still the same, nothing is different.

It's just that in the side room of Huanghua Temple, Chen Pingan sacrificed the bird in the cage and the moon at the bottom of the well at the same time, and moved sideways at the same time, knocking away the chair where Liu Mao was sitting.

Then Chen Pingan tilted slightly, and his whole body was pierced through the abdomen by a sword in an instant, and hit the wall.

Chen Pingan was expressionless, and pulled out the sword, which turned out to be just an umbrella handle.

Chen Pingan didn't need to shatter it with sword energy or fist intent, the long sword with umbrella handle dissipated by itself and turned into powder.

Chen Ping's figure flashed, followed a trace of sword energy, shrunk down mountains and rivers, and went straight to the Tiangong Temple outside the capital as fast as thunder.

Before Chen Ping'an arrived at the temple, there was already a young man in white who broke through the rain and arrived in a flash, angrily said: "Finally I found you, Pei Min! Well, well, you are worthy of being one of the three wonders of Haoran, Bai Ye's half sword master!"

The old butler, whose pseudonym was Pei Wenyue, looked at the white-clothed boy, who had already taken a few steps forward, walked out of the room, cut off the world, shook his head and said, "It's only half, not to mention that blue is better than blue."

Cui Dongshan jumped up and spit, "Otherwise I will die?? Huh? Yeah? Oh? Old bastard, dare to sneak attack on my husband. I'm tired of doing it. Damn, do you know who my uncle is? Zuo Dajianxian, who has been looking for you at sea for a hundred years! I don’t know who my uncle is, Liu Shiliu! Bai Ye’s best friend! Get down on your knees and kowtow to admit your mistake..."

The old Huangli of Haoran world once had three masters, Zou Zi's arithmetic, Tianshi's Taoism, and Pei Min's swordsmanship. Except for the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion, which still stands on the top of Haoran Mountain relying on the Taoism of the Great Celestial Masters of the past, the other two have long since disappeared.

Cui Dongshan shut up suddenly, with a complicated look on his face.

Mr. Long has already refined the gray robe worn by the Dragon Lord as a scabbard, and the sword hidden in the scabbard is one of the four great fairy swords, the sharpest tip of Taibai, which has been refined into a long sword.

Courtesy reciprocity is also breaking the opponent's small world.

A sword pierced the sky and asked Pei Min directly.