Sword of Coming

Wu Shuangjiang raised the partridge-spotted ancient tea cup in his hand. He took a sip of tea, looked at Chen Pingan, and said with a smile: "Master Yin Guan, just ask the price. Let's talk about it first. Don't worry about being judged by me." It's the lion's mouth. Mr. Wu and his Taoist companion are just two lives. No matter how high the price is, it's not exaggerated."

Cui Dongshan sneered and said: "Buying and selling by force is not the way of an expert, right?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said: "There is such a suspicion, but it involves my family and life, so it is not up to me to pay attention to the godly demeanor."

Jiang Shangzhen sighed: "It's so honest. After all, Immortal Wu is a great monk in the Fourteenth Realm. His words and deeds are consistent and upright."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "I've been hacked to death by a few of you once. If I get a few more strange words, it won't be a big problem."

The battle between the avenues must definitely be a life-and-death battle between the avenues. Jiang Shangzhen was so angry that he wanted to stand up and say some words. Cui Dongshan put his hands on his shoulders, pressed them back hard, and complained: "What the hell?" Well, I can’t fight again and again, so save your energy, if we can’t reach an agreement later, the important task of kowtowing to Immortal Wu and begging for mercy will have to be left to you, the chief minister.”

After Chen Ping'an sat down, he took out a porcelain bottle, smeared the secret plaster of Yang's Pharmacy on his hands, bandaged them skillfully, then twisted out a few bones and flesh talismans, and finally put his hands into his sleeves, and then said: "Senior, please turn it over Old Huang Li, after listening to this, the younger generation will make a decision."

Wu Shuangjiang looked at this young man who was always calm and composed, and asked with a smile: "How did you make that last sword strike?"

If it were Ning Yao who handed out the sword, Wu Shuangjiang would not be surprised, but a Jade Purity sword cultivator, holding a long sword, only half an immortal sword, could actually cut open his true body and heavenly being. Mutually?

Chen Ping'an said: "There are no superior sword moves. I just jump forward and slash with my sword. But the method of movement is the sword energy from the Great Wall of Sword Energy. I stopped at 18 and added some boxing techniques. It's called Shenren." Drum style.”

For Wu Shuangjiang, who is learning whatever he wants, it doesn't make much sense to hide it deliberately. In this case, it's better to be honest.

Wu Shuangjiang nodded with a smile, raised his hand and put his fingers together, and with a slight swipe, eighteen mustard seeds of sword energy appeared on the table. It was not a straight line, but the hovering position just fit the air palaces of the eighteen small worlds of the human body, and they were connected together to form Line, the sword light bloomed slightly, the table was like the earth, the sword energy was like stars, Wu Shuangjiang seemed to have created a pocket galaxy out of thin air, Wu Shuangjiang suddenly made a fist with his other hand, slowly pushed it out, shook his head, as if he was not satisfied, and counted After changing the subtle trajectory, he finally delivered a punch, which was completely natural. After the sword energy was carefully connected, it was a hovering long sword, or a complete superposition of eighteen punches.

Wu Shuangjiang twisted his wrist and put this "picture scroll" that was both a sword manual and a boxing manual into his sleeve. He did not hide his admiration, nodded and smiled: "Boxing is good, but it's a pity that I am not a pure martial artist. It’s not complete, it’s missing a fundamental part of God’s will.”

Wu Shuangjiang thought for a moment, took out a green talisman from his sleeve, pushed it gently, and floated it towards Chen Ping'an, "Just think of it as a small compensation for the removal of the palace at the end of the year."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "No reward will be given for no merit. The seniors secretly learned the swordsmanship and boxing skills based on their abilities. The juniors just hold their noses and recognize them."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It's a Taiqing light body talisman, also known as the White Sun Lifting Treasure Urn, and also called the Shangzhijie Talisman by Qingming Taoist officials. It's my favorite work, derived from the Taixuanqing talisman made by Taoist ancestors. The birth talisman. Like the previous Moon Palace Jade Ax Talisman, they are both well-deserved great talismans."

Chen Pingan was indifferent when he heard this and still declined.

If the final deal was concluded today, let alone Chen Ping'an, even if Wu Shuangjiang offered a large stack of this talisman, he would accept it without hesitation and would not reject anyone who came. But Wu Shuangjiang's temperament is unpredictable. Who knows how easy it is to fall out with him? If he tampered with a talisman and then accepted it openly, it would be a way to die.

Seeing that the young hidden official didn't know how to praise him, Wu Shuangjiang was not angry, but he also didn't take back the talisman with "green words and green seals made of only the root material", and it gently fell on the table in front of Chen Ping'an.

Cui Dongshan stood behind Jiang Shangzhen, stood on tiptoes, and looked hard at the rare talisman with the light flowing on the table. The method of drawing talismans can be learned secretly, but the talisman paper is difficult to replace, because the material of the talisman paper is extremely expensive and extremely valuable. Not to mention the city, the main thing is that it has a price but no market. In the world of Qingming, it is the immortal on the 12th floor of the fifth city of Baiyujing, who is specially used to invite the gods to send really good things.

Wu Shuangjiang turned to look at the "old" leader of the Yugui Sect with snow-white temples, and said with a hearty smile: "You and I are kindred spirits."

The woman that both parties like is not a stunning beauty among the women on the mountain. For monks like them, what kind of beauty should they not have?

Jiang Shangzhen raised his hands and cupped his fists, shook them gently, and said with a playful smile: "Reward, reward."

The seats for five people in the room are also very interesting.

Wu Shuangjiang turned his back to the window and faced the door, and the wine table faced the door as a respect.

Among Chen Pingan and his group, after Wu Shuangjiang entered the room and took the seat first, although Chen Pingan was in the lowest state and was still seriously injured, second only to Cui Dongshan, who was left in pieces and shattered, he still sat on the long chair to the left of Wu Shuangjiang. on the bench. So the location is closest to Wu Shuangjiang.

Ning Yao acted like a protector and chose to sit next to Chen Pingan.

Jiang Shangzhen took the lead and sat on the right side of Wu Shuangjiang. In this way, he gave the seat opposite Wu Shuangjiang to the boy in white who was the most seriously injured and was the furthest away from Wu Shuangjiang. But Cui Dongshan did not sit down, but stood behind Jiang Shangzhen.

Except for Wu Shuangjiang, an outsider.

There were four people at the table in the room, but they were all thinking about others.

Luolu Mountain, good atmosphere. Between a pair of young immortals and Taoists, between a teacher and a student, between a sect master and his worshipper, without exception, life and death can be entrusted to them.

Naturally, it is most appropriate to be with these people.

This is why when he, Wu Shuangjiang, showed up, he made no secret of his murderous intentions and had absolutely no intention of sitting down for discussion.

The purpose is to verify one thing. Chen Pingan can see the weight of a transaction or an agreement, and how much Chen Pingan is willing to pay to fulfill the agreement.

"What's the rarest thing on a wine table?"

Wu Shuangjiang asked and answered: "A table of drinkers is not an eyesore."

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to speak, Wu Shuangjiang raised his chin towards the door of the room and said, "You can leave first to reassure your disciples and the little water monster, and then we can talk about business. Otherwise it will be difficult for you too. Real peace of mind.”

Chen Pingan nodded, went to Ning Yao's house, and told Pei Qian that everything was fine. He just asked Pei Qian not to wake up the sleeping millet in a hurry.

Finding that Pei Qian was still worried, Chen Pingan bent his fingers and tapped the chestnut shape. Pei Qian smiled, sat back down, and rubbed Xiao Mili's head.

Chen Ping'an walked slowly. As he walked in the corridor, the white-haired boy whose real name was Ziran was nowhere to be found. He must have been hidden by Wu Shuangjiang.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled slightly and understood this clearly. He turned to Jiang Shangzhen and said, "No wonder you are willing to spend a lot of money. Your gambling skills and luck are so good."

Jiang Shangzhen carried a pot of moonlight wine brewed by his own Yunku Blessed Land and was drinking heavily. He wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Old God Wu has a high level of immortality, so whatever he says is what he says."

When Chen Ping'an came back and sat down, Wu Shuangjiang knocked the tea cup in his hand gently on the table. The three words "can't do it" at the bottom turned into golden light and spread out like water splashes and cloud patterns on the table. In an instant, Chen Pingan and his party were on the top floor of a stork tower. Only four pillars supported the glazed roof of the caisson. There were no doors or windows to block the view. In front of Chen Pingan, there was still the green talisman hovering. Jiang Shangzhen stood leaning on the railing, his hands Twist the wine pot with your fingers and shake it gently, the moonlight and the wine smell are sloshed out together, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Cui Dongshan jumped away and stood on the railing, his two snow-white sleeves slowly fluttering in the wind.

Wu Shuangjiang slowly walked to the white jade railing on the other side. There was a string of walking horses hanging under the eaves. The wind was blowing, tinkling, ding-dong-dong, swaying bursts of golden light. When he listened carefully, he could hear the voice of a woman singing, graceful and beautiful.

Wu Shuangjiang put away the tea cup, put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and pointed to a mountain. Pavilions, pavilions, palaces and palaces were built on the mountain, row upon row. "From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are a total of one hundred and eight mansions." , when I entered the Dongfu realm, I had an idea. If I were to be the master of the Sui Chu Palace in the future, the Sui Chu Palace would have 108 direct descendants from the Patriarch Hall. First, everyone’s realm is not low, and everyone has good moral principles. Unfortunately, it has not been done yet. It is easy to build a mansion and hard to find people. Money is easy to make, but people’s hearts are like running water. There are many monks from the sect with excellent qualifications who can’t control it. In my mind, I don’t like this or that. Either the mansion is too small or the location is low, so they all become passers-by.”

Wu Shuangjiang laughed: "People say Suichugong is a juvenile cave, so I laugh at it. It just reminds the monks of Suichugong that young people's spirit is the most valuable, don't let it be wasted away by the world."

I have been practicing too diligently throughout my life and dare not slack off at all, so I often owe money to study.

Occasionally, when there is nothing going on on the mountain, I would burn incense and read Yuxi poems. Every time Wu Shuangjiang went down the mountain to kill someone, he would read Su Zi's poems for fun.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "What is the real name of the shopkeeper of the Stork Inn in Upside Down Mountain?"

Wu Shuangjiang said: "I won't mention his real name, otherwise Xiaobai will be unhappy. As for the golden and jade genealogy of my New Year's Eve Palace, his name is Bai Luo, the Luo character for Qi Luo Luo."

Chen Pingan was shocked in his heart. He lowered his voice and asked a seemingly unnecessary question: "Ups and downs?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and nodded, "Xiao Bai was actually on the night boat, but not in Entry City. He had been wandering around Chui Gong City, probably to find trouble with the long-faced man. So it was very strange that you refused Xiao Bai's proposal at that time. Choose wisely, otherwise Feisheng City and the fifth world will have to go to war. The sword cultivators in Feisheng City may not be all bad. Maybe within a hundred years, they can be overwhelming and be able to fight against the three forces with the power of one city. The religious forces have not fallen behind. However, if this happens, the steady and long-term layout of the Summer Palace, and the great mission of helping Feisheng City remain standing, may be in vain."

Chen Ping'an was speechless, so much so that he couldn't hold it back. In front of Ning Yao, he had to take out a bottle of wine and take a swig of wine to calm down his shock.

At that time, when he rejected the innkeeper's deal, Chen Ping'an really didn't think much about it. He simply didn't want any complications in Feisheng City. Risks are opportunities, and opportunities can also be risks. This truth couldn't be simpler. Chen Ping'an couldn't trust a young shopkeeper who had been hiding in Daoxuan Mountain for hundreds of years, and who was still the watcher of the palace. He had no clue about the situation.

Ning Yao had a guess, but he was not sure, so he asked Chen Pingan with his eyes.

Chen Pingan nodded and said helplessly: "That's the person."

Randomly searching through his memory, the past events are still vivid in his mind. Chen Pingan clearly remembers the small inn at the end of an alley in Daixuan Mountain. Every time he went there to stay, he saw the young man standing behind the counter, who seemed to be lazy and young. Every time the shopkeeper talks to Chen Ping'an, his face is full of smiles and he is very friendly and prosperous.

Wu Shuangjiang revealed the secret with one word, "Xiaobai actually found you very pleasing to the eye back then, so he helped you 'cover up' a martial arts atmosphere. Two by two were superimposed. That's why he was directly scared to death at the Huangliang Blessed Land." Oriole. Don't worry, there is no calculation in this matter. It's just that Xiaobai felt that the person he was looking for couldn't be found, he couldn't make much money, and his life was too boring. Later, you became a hidden official, and Xiaobai was still very happy. Yes, from my side, he has a good eye for people."

Chen Pingan took another sip of wine.

Madam Gui let her stay at the Stork Inn back then? Had she already noticed it?

In the vast world, there is a martial arts temple in the ancestral palace of the Central and Eastern military strategists, and there are ten sages worshiping in that martial temple.

But even the scholars of later generations of Haoran have many objections to this. They have objections to the deputy priests. They have even more objections to at least half of the candidates for the ten philosophers of the Martial Temple. They feel that they should not be selected at all. Regarding the continuous additions in the future, All the military strategists accompanied the sacrifice, and the number was increased to seventy-two generals. They were divided into ten people in the hall and sixty-two people in the two verandas. They enjoyed the incense together. This made many people in later generations disapproving. Each had its own opinions and quarreled fiercely. Especially during this period, there was a public case. There were constant suggestions from Confucian sages at the Chinese Confucian Temple, proposing that "acquisition should be taken from those with flawless merits." This caused many famous generals who had numerous military exploits but killed too many people to be demoted. , or be directly removed from the divine position. This caused someone, one of the Ten Philosophers of the Martial Temple, to move his throne from the main hall to one of the two verandas.

Originally, this person was going to lose the qualification to accompany the worshipers in the two verandas. In the end, it was rumored that two people in the Confucian Temple were working together to cause trouble, so they rejected the proposal and took a compromise method of withdrawing from the main hall but staying in the two verandas. , only ranked among the fourth-class generals.

This still made the military monks of later generations very angry, saying that the so-called famous generals selected by the Confucian Temple had too many advisers and could only be regarded as the talents of the king's assistants, but they were nothing. Among the seventy-two people, at least half were not worthy of carrying that person's boots, and the rest Among the lower half, half were not worthy of holding a horse for that man, and the remaining half were too shameless to be among the ten wise men of the Martial Temple with that man.

What kind of storekeeper of the Stork Inn, what kind of watcher of the New Year Palace, what kind of novice in the world of Qingming.

What a waste.

It's Bai Qi!

As for how this person ended up in Qingming World, and how he became Wu Shuangjiang's right-hand man, God only knows.

Chen Ping'an didn't even want to ask more questions.

Wu Shuangjiang said: "Many people trap themselves because they have no choice but to do so."

It was a final conclusion to the previous fight.

Small heavens and earth are stacked one on top of another, not only to be able to kill him Wu Shuangjiang, but also to allow Wu Shuangjiang to display his fourteenth level cultivation with peace of mind, without having to worry about being perceived by the Confucian Temple with his Hedao aura.

Wu Shuangjiang continued: "You should know very well that in the end I did not choose to die together. It's not that I have no power to fight back. Otherwise, except for Ning Yao, the three of you can kill people, but the damage to your respective avenues is far from that. Clicked."

Chen Ping'an said: "'So much'?"

Not to mention that the tip of the Taibai sword has almost separated from the body of the Yeyou sword. If you want to refine it again, it will take a lot of time. It may even be smashed into a mountain of gold and silver by Chen Pingan. Not to mention Chen Pingan's own current body. Due to his injuries, the small world was shaken by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. After Chen Ping'an fought with others, the number of times he needed to use Yang's Pharmacy ointment could only be counted on his fingers. Not to mention these, Jiang Shangzhen's flying sword rank has fallen to the lowest level, and Cui Dongshan has even lost a piece of immortal skin bag. At this moment, it seems calm and relaxed, but in fact, he was seriously injured. If it weren't for Cui Dongshan, Dongshan's magic is so mysterious that if it were an ordinary Qi practitioner in the Immortal realm, he would be half dead already. It's hard to say whether he can maintain the upper five realms.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Don't worry about these, I know the severity."

If Cui Dongshan can't break free from the shackles of this skin, how can he reach the Ascension Realm? Wu Shuangjiang dared to assert that as a young man in white who was half embroidered with tigers, he had been looking for a swordsman for these years. He had to start at the Ascension Realm, and he must be trustworthy and have extremely high swordsmanship, such as someone from the lineage of Literary Saint. A Liang who is close to him? A member of the same family? Only then can you rest assured and let the opponent draw his sword and break the cage.

As for Willow Leaf's flying sword falling to the realm, of course the loss is huge, but as long as Jiang Shangzhen reaches the ascending realm, both problems will be solved.

It's just that it would be more embarrassing to say these things that he knew well. Wu Shuangjiang didn't feel that doing business with these young people required him to sit back and pay back the money.

What's more, four people join forces, one person shapes a porcelain man and breaks a porcelain man, and the three of them work together to kill fourteen realms with swords. Such a feat, even if Wu Shuangjiang is the one who is beheaded, he still finds it very interesting.

It will make Wu Shuangjiang look forward to the situation a hundred years from now.

I just don’t know that hundreds of thousands of years later, young people will have ascended to the realm. So there will be four ascensions, including three sword cultivators?

If someone in future generations will mention this, I will say this sentence.

There was once a man named Wu Shuangjiang in Suichu Palace who fought against Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao, Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan alone?

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Wu Shuangjiang laughed loudly, made an exception and took out a pot of wine, took a sip, and began to talk about some old almanacs, "After Sui Chugong had me, things were completely different. In less than a hundred years, he quickly rose to prominence. I knew that when I was in the Jindan realm, I was already a sect’s accountant and the God of Wealth. When I reached Yuanying, I also held the position of chief administrator. Of course, this was compared to Sui Chugong, who was just a second-rate mountaineer at that time. The relationship is not trivial. However, you should read the secret file record. During the fight, a Jindan Talisman cultivator killed a Nascent Soul sword cultivator, and during the Nascent Soul period, he killed two Jade Pu Realm cultivators. It’s just me bragging, not everyone can do it.”

"I am cautious by nature, and some accidents on the way to practice may seem dangerous, but they are actually nothing. But just because I am like this does not mean that the people around me are also like this. So there was a woman who accidentally killed two people while she was going down the mountain to practice. Qi Practitioner, both of them are Taoist officials of the secular court. During the fight, dozens of innocent people were also affected. The blame is placed on her. This is not too much. So I have to leave. After a trip to the foot of the mountain, I helped her get around, and I had already settled every aspect, and I found the people behind the scenes."

That woman was Wu Shuangjiang's Taoist companion on the mountain. In Suichu Palace, she was a woman with ordinary cultivation qualifications and ordinary appearance.

It was a trap set up by a monk on the mountain, and of course it was aimed at Wu Shuangjiang, a woman with mediocre looks and not very good cultivation qualifications, who was not worthy of such a huge effort by the people behind the scenes.

One move affected the whole body, and finally Wu Shuangjiang got into trouble with the second headmaster Bai Yujing, and he was truly invincible. Even those behind the scenes thought it was a huge surprise.

At that time, Wu Shuangjiang was a Yuanying realm monk.

Dao Laoer, who had been in charge of Bai Yujing for a hundred years, finally gave Wu Shuangjiang a choice, either to beat the sky drum or be beaten to death by Yu Dou.

Either hand over that woman and follow the laws of Taoism, and her soul will be gone. As long as you, Wu Shuangjiang, sit back and watch, you don't have to die.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly made a digression: "Our third master had nothing to do, and he also set up a similar psychological bureau for his junior brother, but in the subtleties of Taoism, he never let him Satisfied. Otherwise, that young man would have obtained a fairy fate at that time and be able to reach the sky in one step and reach the Jade Pure Realm. If he could not be sloppy in his mentality and be better than you, and then do the same thing as you, it would seem to be asking for trouble. If he does something extra, Lu Chen will be willing to take a high look at him."

Chen Pingan said: "Is it the one with the Taoist name Shan Qing?"

He is also one of the ten young people in the world.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled, picked up the wine bottle, and pointed at the woman next to Chen Pingan.

Ning Yao didn't say anything casually until this moment, "This person's behavior is not very authentic. I slashed him several times and hid in seclusion for several years."

Jiang Shangzhen, who had been pricking up his ears, eavesdropped and immediately repeated two words in a low voice, "Take care, take care."

Wu Shuangjiang leaned against the railing, took a sip, and then stopped drinking. He squinted at the beautiful scenery of Sui Chu Palace in the distance, and said with a smile: "You know, before that incident happened, I was regarded as a young man. I am the most Taoist monk in the world who has the image of a Confucian sage, and I still hope to refine one or two natal characters, because I firmly believe that everything in the world is right and wrong, right and wrong, black and white."

The mountains and rivers are still there, but the people are passers-by.

That's why Wu Shuangjiang said that before.

There is a lake of letters in everyone's heart.

Maybe in Jiang Shangzhen's lake of letters, there will be a weak woman like a weed, standing tall and graceful, lingering year after year.

The Ancestral Hall, which might have been the Shenzhuan Peak, had gone from being noisy and bustling to being deserted. There was not a single curse word, and no one threw a chair.

Maybe in Cui Dongshan's heart, there would be a teacher who was short of money, but still hungry, with all his knowledge, taking the young man he met for the first time through the small streets and alleys where cocks croaked, dogs barked, and cooking smoke curled up.

It may be that in the old school, there was a high-spirited young scholar who was teaching on behalf of the teacher one moment. In the blink of an eye, the few people who were listening to the class had gone away and never looked back.

It may be an old swordsman from Nan Po Suazhou who returned home after a long trip. Looking back at the Cao family's ancestral house in Ni Ping Lane, he seemed to see a woman holding a broom. In that home on a rainy day, that small patio with all the water at home was a lake of slips and slips. It taught an old swordsman who had lived for thousands of years and had become hard-hearted. When he looked back, his vision was blurred and he murmured softly, Mother, silly mother.

A lake of slips may just be an inconspicuous mass grave in the countryside. There once was a lively and lovely little girl who was afraid of ghosts but was the most afraid of ghosts. After she completely left the world, she could make a person return to her hometown. The swordsman was not so sad that his heart was broken, he just sat alone all night, not daring to drink.

It may be a lonely accountant, washing his face by the lake. It may be that a certain young man earlier said that he was too young at a wine table while traveling.

Maybe it was a woman traveling with the city, like the moon in the sky, with tears on her face. She looked at the top of the city, where her sweetheart had lost even her face and body. She still seemed to have that smile and waved to her vigorously. Farewell, so that the woman who is obviously in a higher realm and has better swordsmanship, never worry, let alone feel guilty.

The first floor was silent.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

The previous confrontation between the two sides seemed to have changed from life and death to chatting and laughing, and was even expected to make a deal and conclude an alliance. However, in fact, the tension was still tense and the undercurrent was surging. The two sides would continue to fight for life and death at any time, and there was no need for any disagreement. Anyone who glares at someone will die.

Wu Shuangjiang put away some of his thoughts, pointed at the green talisman, and said to Chen Pingan: "My fourteenth realm is a Taoist and a Taoist. As long as the Taoist and I are natural and are not killed at the same time, neither of us will die. As for the The amount of damage to the avenue and the method of restoring my realm are too involved in the fundamentals of the avenue, so I won’t tell you clearly. As for today’s discussion, I will compensate you for the losses one by one, such as this Zhang Shangzhijie Talisman can not only turn an earthly immortal who has no hope of reaching the fifth realm into a ghostly immortal form, but can also ascend to the Jade Pure Realm. After that, whether he can shape a golden body and become a landscape god, he can never You are free to change your route, change the route and continue climbing. Moreover, the value of this talisman lies in the material of the talisman itself. This is compensation for the injury to your body."

Chen Pingan then waved and put the talisman into his sleeve.

Wu Shuangjiang continued: "The reason why Jiang Shangzhen and Mr. Cui suddenly appeared was because they used the Three Mountain Talisman. There is no problem with the method of drawing the talisman. Unfortunately, it is still the same problem. The material of the talisman is too poor and cannot bear the load." There are too many Taoist intentions, so the benefit to the souls of the three of you from traveling to three mountains is really too small."

Wu Shuangjiang took out four more "Jiangzhen Green Urns" that were rarely seen in the white jade capital, gently waved his sleeves, and threw them to Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan.

In the vast world, all the sects of Baiyujing's three sects, such as the Shengao Sect of Aquarius Continent and the Taipingshan Sect of Tongye Continent, will burn this talisman every time someone rises to the rank of Heavenly Sovereign. Teach the Patriarch. Its preciousness is evident.

Wu Shuangjiang caught a glimpse of Chen Ping'an's face and smiled: "That's all."

Chen Pingan laughed, he was lying. There are not many great monks in the Fourteenth Realm who are so unsatisfied in searching.

"I really only have these five on me, but there are three more in the Suizhu Palace Ancestral Master Hall. Why don't you come with me to get them?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled slightly, seeing through Chen Pingan's thoughts, and joked: "Anyway, you and Taoist Sun have been friends for many years. Maybe our Baiyu Jingsan Headmaster saw you and wanted to reminisce with you. We traveled far together in the early years. Xuandu Guan, he nagged you a lot along the way. With these two friends, not to mention that I was expelled from the palace at that age, and I couldn’t go anywhere in the world of Qingming."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is Taoist Master Sun okay?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said, "Very lively."

Wu Shuangjiang seemed to remember something and shook his sleeves. In an instant, two more treasures appeared, a scabbard and the "Xing Qi Ming" green bamboo stick. He threw them to Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan again, "The scabbard is the dragon-slaying It is made by refining the platform, and the scabbard is also a talisman formation. I have removed all thirty-six layers of restrictions, which can just warm and nourish the willow leaf. If I cannot improve the rank of the flying sword, I will treat it as a blessing to Sect Master Jiang. It has reached the Ascension Realm.”

"This hiking pole was given to Mr. Cui as a greeting gift. Mr. Cui can figure out its many wonderful uses by himself."

Cui Dongshan took the green bamboo stick, and Jiang Shangzhen held the scabbard. They looked at each other and smiled. If they really wanted to kill Wu Shuangjiang earlier, wouldn't we two become mad and become lawless from now on? !

Wu Shuangjiang said to Ning Yao again: "After returning home, I will issue a decree to the disciples of the fifth world, asking them to serve Feisheng City once, regardless of life and death."

After all, it is the juvenile cave.

There is no such ally like this anywhere in the world.

Ning Yao thanked him.

Wu Shuangjiang said: "Tranran is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and I am a guest in your state of mind. I have met three people one after another. The first of them is the person who does business with me. If it were someone else, I couldn't take Tianran away. Even if I take him away, There were too many traces left. So when I saw him on the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and said that I wanted to discuss Taoism with her, of course I would be scared half to death. She has always been timid."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "He is Taoist Master Sun's junior brother."

The Five Elements Wooden Mansion, a statue of a middle-aged Taoist, was cut from an ancestral peach tree in Daxuandu Temple, while Chen Ping'an's Wuyue Mountain roots were made by refining the Taoist temple's blue bricks. The Taoist meaning contained in it is also the Daxuandu Temple. Look at the roots of the Sword Immortal lineage.

This traveler with the face of a middle-aged Taoist priest is the younger brother of Sun Huaizhong, the master of Daxuandu Temple, and the master of Song Maolu, the "one through the ages".

"It seems that she also met a depressed person, wearing straw sandals and hanging a hatchet, walking around all the time."

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly summoned a whisk, made a round shape with the whisk, raised a fist with one hand, and said with a smile: "Searching for scriptures is just a straw sandal. I don't know what you are looking for."

Chen Ping'an was slightly surprised, but still said bluntly: "Isn't it just to find a place to settle down, not to mention walking anywhere without using up straw sandals."

Wu Shuangjiang and Chen Ping'an handed over the whisks and said with a smile: "In my hometown, I once visited Zunsuo with Lu Chen, but we only had a brief understanding of Buddhism. I hope that you, the boy, will sincerely learn Zen in the future and will not run away from Zen."

After Chen Pingan took the whisk, he tilted his shoulders and almost failed to catch the fluttering whisk in Wu Shuangjiang's hand.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly asked: "Each of the ten great disciples of the Buddha has his own number one. May I ask why Lord Rahula, who is number one in esoteric practice, is number one?"

Chen Ping'an did not deliberately try to be arrogant, but answered truthfully: "I first saw this Buddhist case in a book, and I actually don't know why the monk answered 'I don't know'. Later, after asking a monk from the cliff, , to know the answer.”

Since it is a secret practice, how can others answer this question? Of course I don't know.

The book explains the truth clearly, it seems very simple. It's a pity that life has its own crux, and it's so difficult to know someone you don't know.

Wu Shuangjiang asked one after another: "How is it a seamless tower, and how is it the people in the tower? How can it be to fight the kudzu vines, and how can it be just returning to the west? How can we seize the environment and how can we seize people? Why did the old monk suddenly drink, unique The monk was shocked, this is the so-called Junjiazi? Why do you want to sing about the pony? Why do you have to whisper in a low voice, and why do you have to keep your mouth shut? Why do you have to clench your fists, raise your fingers, and drink with sticks and horses? How do you say goodbye at the same time? How do you say goodbye at the same time? Is it the original face? Why does the stick have a fixed and chaotic sword when it is put up, but there is no white map when the stick is placed? What about the sword of a living person and the sword of a living person? How can it be used? Why is it necessary to break the sword? Tong? What are the three mysteries and three essentials? How to stop the tongues of the old monks in the world? How to do things upward?!"

Chen Pingan sighed and answered truthfully: "It is all recorded in the book. If I just recite and copy it, I can give more than 300 answers to these questions."

During the long journey, he kept reading. When he was asked "What is the reason why the founder came to the west?", Chen Ping'an memorized them one by one and compiled nearly a hundred answers.

For example, out of a hundred allusions, some people may know ninety but dare not say that they know them. But some people only know three or two and already feel that they know everything.

Wu Shuangjiang finally asked with a smile: "Then what is a state of poverty? What is a family tradition of poverty? You are in your own mountain, you should know this, right?"

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and replied: "Let's walk barefoot first. At the same time, we sew straw sandals, wear the shoes ourselves, and are willing to give them to passers-by. If others don't want to accept them, we don't force them. After all, if we really care, everyone has already worn their own shoes." "

Wu Shuangjiang shook his head, seeming very dissatisfied, "First? It's all meaningless. Fortunately, I was worried that you would escape Zen just now."

Ning Yao held her chin on the railing with one hand, and she just looked at Chen Pingan quietly.

I didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage during the question and answer session with Wu Shuangjiang. How old is Wu Shuangjiang now, and how does he compare to Chen Pingan?

Cui Dongshan is sitting on the railing. This "Youth Cave" is surrounded by great rivers and mountains, and the scenery is magnificent. It makes people sigh: "Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon move past the youth."

Jiang Shangzhen lay on the railing, nodded and said: "What's more, the young man rode the white horse across the gap, and his head turned gray without realizing it."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and asked: "I'm just curious about one thing now, why are you so naturally close to Buddhism?"

Chen Ping'an said: "In my small town in my hometown, there are four plaques. When I was a child, I heard someone talk about the content. I felt that there was only one truth: 'Don't ask for help from outside'. If you understand it, you can barely do it. If you do it, it will still be useful."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and used his magical power. The next moment, only he and Chen Ping'an left the Stork Tower and arrived at the Zushi Hall of Sui Chu Palace on the top of the mountain.

This was the first time that Wu Shuangjiang showed a solemn look. He took out a talisman and said seriously: "If by any chance, even you in the vast world cannot protect Tianran, and two people are killed with swords at the same time, then you will kill her." Use this symbol."

Chen Pingan nodded, "I agreed."

Wu Shuangjiang asked doubtfully, "Don't ask me why I'm not worried about you using this talisman on others?"

It is the Taixuan Qingsheng Talisman made by Daozu himself.

Chen Pingan said: "There are some things that only I can do and others cannot. Seniors can rest assured."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and nodded, and asked Chen Ping'an to put away the talisman, "You are willing to take on such a big trouble. It seems that you have a lot of resentment towards Immortal Bai Yujing."

Chen Pingan said: "There are actually seniors in Bai Yujing who I admire very much."

Wu Shuangjiang clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the clouds outside the mountain. Then he pointed to a large stone in the middle of the river near Guanque Tower. "The Xielong Stone over there, as long as you are a guest in Qingming Tianxia and you have the ability to return home, It can be moved.”

Chen Ping'an looked at the Xielong Stone and glanced at the Stork Tower from the corner of his eye.

Wu Shuangjiang clicked his tongue and said in surprise: "Lu Shenwei was wrong. It's like me. A thief never escapes."

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly said: "Xiaobai was chatting happily with the Lord of Chuigong City over at Changping Pavilion, and then made an appointment to beat up a man named Gao Xi. It seems that he also wanted to invite a man named Liang Zhouhan to drink. I I don’t know much about your Haoran history, so what are the backgrounds of these two people?”

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said: "Here in the world, major dynasties can select candidates for the Martial Temple at their own discretion. In addition to flattering the monarch, of course Gao Xi also followed the Confucian Temple. He and several colleagues decided on the candidates for the Martial Temple's accomplices, and in the end only Those who have always achieved flawless achievements. Liang Zhouhan felt that this was inappropriate. He felt that there were no perfect sages in the world. He felt that it was too harsh on the ancients and seemed inappropriate. This must be a forgiving statement, but it was a pity that it was not adopted by the emperor at that time."

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said: "If you point out the flaws of a hero, then you should be honest. This is indeed the forgiving words of a scholar."

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless. Since the seniors knew it, why did he ask about Hammer?

Wu Shuangjiang glanced at the long sword Chen Ping'an was carrying, and said: "If you dare to rest assured, I will help you refine it. Before I leave Haoran Tianxia, ​​I will also unlock the natural restrictions. By then, her combat power will be It is not something that an ordinary Ascended Realm person can match. In the future, if you encounter some minor accidents on your cultivation journey, you can temporarily lend her the sword."

In the fight between the monks on the mountain top, there are only two real competitions: the maximum killing power of the magic or flying sword, and the ability to escape.

This is also the reason why Wu Shuangjiang made four imitation swords.

Moreover, Wu Shuangjiang still has a few skills in packing boxes.

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks and said "senior", very sincerely.

Wu Shuangjiang asked: "What's the name of the long sword you carry?"

Chen Pingan said: "Night tour."

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said: "What a good name."

After a moment of silence, Wu Shuangjiang smiled and asked, "Come back then?"

Chen Pingan had no objection.

The little world disappeared and everyone returned to the inn together.

Chen Ping'an and the three of them nodded, indicating that it was okay.

Jiang Shangzhen asked: "That aunt in Zhengyang Mountain, you can't just let her slip away after staring at her for a long time, right?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Then go back quickly?"

Chen Pingan said: "Thank you for your hard work."

As a result, one of the chief ministers beat his chest, and a proud student stamped his feet. They were both sad.

Then the two laughed loudly, raised their hands and clapped their hands, applauding each other for their tacit understanding.

The two of them were about to twist out a mountain talisman and use it to return to a secluded hilltop near Zhengyang Mountain.

Chen Pingan coughed as a reminder.

Cui Dongshan immediately understood and looked at the old immortal Wu pitifully.

Jiang Shangzhen's talisman-drawing skills are very clever, even worse than those of the Mountain Master.

As for Cui Dongshan and Chen Ping'an, they really don't have much mental energy to draw these three mountain talismans at the moment.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Then Mr. Lau Cui will be the first to draw the three mountains in his heart?"

Cui Dongshan's chicken pecked at the rice and nodded vigorously.

The young man in white didn't make any move. Wu Shuangjiang just smiled and said nothing. He took out the tea cup again and started drinking tea leisurely. You three are not in a hurry. I am an outsider, so what's the rush?

Chen Ping'an was even more motionless.

Where is the pen, where is the cinnabar? Where's the talisman?

It's like a room full of paupers, all of whom have nothing.

Cui Dongshan put his hand to his heart and coughed.

Jiang Shangzhen put his hand on his snow-white temples.

Older gingers are more spicy.

Chen Pingan turned around and asked Ning Yao if he wanted to drink. Ning Yao said yes, pick a pot instead of the sweet-scented osmanthus brew. Chen Ping'an said it's no problem, it's just that there are too many types of drinks, so don't worry...

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "A thief ship is a den of thieves."

After finishing speaking, Wu Shuangjiang shook his head, put down the tea cup with a slight helplessness, and took out a pen and a talisman. It turned out to be another "green" talisman...

Chen Ping'an's eyes widened when he saw it, what a good guy, he is indeed a senior who can talk to Taoist Master Sun!

Chen Ping'an stood up with lightning speed, first pressed the green talisman with his palm, then took out an ordinary talisman paper and quickly threw it to Cui Dongshan. Cui Dongshan took the precious talisman given by his husband, then stood up, bowed his head, stretched out his hands, and respectfully took the fairy pen with the inscription "生花" from the hands of the old immortal Wu.

On the yellow paper talisman, Cui Dongshan drew the appearance of the three mountains, and then vigorously shook the "flower" pen in his hand, just like the brush under the mountain, which was not dipped in ink enough and became dry.

Jiang Shangzhen complained to Brother Cui, and hurriedly gave Old Immortal Wu a brush from his collection.

Suddenly, the three of them were stunned on the spot almost at the same time. Cui Dongshan glanced at the brush in his hand and looked up at his husband. Chen Pingan glanced at Cui Dongshan and then looked down at the green talisman paper in his hand.

Wu Shuangjiang took the three-mountain talisman made of yellow paper, held the brush handed over by Jiang Shangzhen, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cui and Sect Master Jiang, don't you need my help to draw the talisman?"

Wu Shuangjiang raised his hand and said, "Two."

Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan each obediently handed over a piece of green talisman paper that had not yet been warmed. Wu Shuangjiang put the brush in his sleeve and waved again.

Cui Dongshan had no choice but to hand over the "Shenghua" pen. Unexpectedly, after Wu Shuangjiang took over the pen, he put the two green talismans on the table into his sleeves and waved to Chen Pingan.

Obviously, the talisman that Chen Pingan pocketed must be returned to Wu Shuangjiang.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Senior, is this too much?"

Wu Shuangjiang said: "Whoever has a higher realm says what is what. Who said it before?"

Jiang Shangzhen observes the nose and the heart with his eyes.

The three of them stole a lot of rice but also put in a green talisman, or two to be precise.

Cui Dongshan said bravely: "Sir, you'd better keep the one you have. Chief Zhou and I still have one."

Jiang Shangzhen slapped his forehead and received an elbow from Cui Dongshan.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled, waved his hand, took out two more green talismans, held the "Blooming Flower" pen in his hand, and with a slight concentration, he finished drawing the two Sanshan Talismans in one go and gave them to Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan. Finally, he also handed over the "Blooming Flower" pen He threw it to the young man in white and said, "I also wish Mr. Cui to write more immortal poems."

How to do business with people is one thing, but being in a good mood to give gifts is another.

Chen Ping'an was filled with emotion, "I have learned, I have learned."

Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen each twisted their talismans to leave the night ship and return to the land of Aquarius Continent.

Chen Pingan stood up, walked to them, held Cui Dongshan's head with one hand, then suddenly hugged Jiang Shangzhen, and lightly punched Jiang Shangzhen on the back.

There is nothing much to say about Cui Dongshan, Jiang Shangzhen, and Chen Pingan.

Jiang Shangzhen looked awkward for the first time. He hesitated and hugged Chen Pingan.

It seems that I have never hugged a man in my life.

Even the eldest son Jiang Heng seemed to have received no treatment when he was an infant. As a father, he had never hugged him.

Chen Pingan took two steps back and said with a smile: "It's all going smoothly."

Jiang Shangzhen suddenly stopped talking.

Chen Pingan was a little confused.

Jiang Shangzhen lowered his voice and said: "I heard that there is a Lingxi City here. I have admired the woman who owns the city for a long time. If you can, please ask the mountain master to send me a message. You can say anything you want. The mountain master speaks best."

Chen Ping'an felt dizzy after hearing this. Uncle Jiang looked a little embarrassed and turned to look at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao said: "You are not afraid of shadows when you are upright, but you still feel guilty about this kind of thing? How many three hundred taels are hidden on the Jianghu Road?"

Chen Ping'an looked away, smiled slightly at Jiang Shangzhen, and expressed his sincere gratitude.

Jiang Shangzhen asked tentatively: "Then... stop sending messages?"

Wu Shuangjiang was sitting there drinking tea and watching the excitement. He felt that Sect Leader Jiang was really a wonderful person and very popular with him.

Cui Dongshan quickly helped change the topic and said: "Sir, if you ever go to that sensual city and meet an old gentleman who swings his legs, climbs a ladder with a lantern to write a book, and is so frightened that his hair turns gray overnight, you must help the students and He said that his handwriting was really good and that future generations should not be banned from writing list books."

Chen Pingan knew who Cui Dongshan was talking about and agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Shangzhen twisted the talisman and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mountain Master, for sending me a message. I'm leaving now."

Cui Dongshan took out the "Xing Qi Ming" green bamboo stick, gently leaned it on the ground, and said with a big smile: "Sir, take care, students are leaving."

The two figures of the boy in white and the scholar in green disappeared in a flash.

Wu Shuangjiang turned to look out the window and said with a smile, "It's almost dawn."

Wu Shuangjiang turned his head, stood up and said, "Then I won't delay your chat? I still have to watch the counter."

Chen Pingan asked: "Senior, when will you leave the ferry and return to Sui Chu Palace?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It depends on your mood. Maybe even if you leave the night ship, you will first visit the wild world."

After Wu Shuangjiang left, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao went to Pei Qian's room. Xiao Mili was still sleeping soundly. After the master and his wife sat down, Pei Qian gently shook Xiao Mili's head. Without waking him up, Pei Qian stretched out his hand. Covering the little girl's nose and mouth, Xiao Mili frowned slightly, drowsily, and patted Pei Qian's hand away. It looked like he could sleep for a while, so Pei Qian had to say: "Xiaomi Li, we are patrolling the mountain!"

Xiaomi Li immediately jumped up, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and shouted: "Okay, okay!"

Then I saw the good mountain owner, his wife, and Pei Qian with a wicked smile on his face. The little girl in black covered her mouth with her hands and laughed. Pei Qian was indeed not lying. When she woke up, she saw everyone.

Ning Yao said to Chen Ping'an who looked tired, "You go to sleep for a while, and I'll chat with Pei Qian and Xiao Mili for a while."

Chen Pingan nodded, lay down on the table and fell asleep.

As for whether Xiao Mili would spill anything, I really couldn't care about it, since I was not afraid of slanted shadows anyway.

At the door of the inn, Wu Shuangjiang, who still had the face of a young waiter, sat on the bench, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, shook his head, played the erhu, occasionally opened his eyes, smiled softly, and looked sideways, as if there was someone beside him. The woman holding the pipa in her arms was sitting nearby. She sang in harmony with the sound of the pipa and the erhu, wishing that all lovers in the world would eventually get married.

Chen Pingan quickly rubbed his eyebrows and came to his senses. The erhu sound was really noisy.

Ning Yao took Pei Qian and Xiao Mili back to his room. Chen Pingan deliberately blocked out the sound of the erhu, took off his boots, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to breathe, immersed in it.

When Chen Pingan woke up, he found that it was already dusk. Fortunately, there was no sound of erhu. Chen Pingan put on his boots and walked to the lobby of the inn. He found that Ning Yao and three others were there, and Wu Shuangjiang was spreading his arms. After reading a book, he stopped playing the erhu and started to act as a storyteller. Ning Yao and the other three were eating melon seeds, and there was a plate of dried fish on the table, acting as the cheering audience.

Chen Ping'an just stood there and listened for a moment, then started to sweat. Wu Shuangjiang asked what was in the book. The Jianghu heroine asked the young hero, Dare I ask the young master's name? When can we meet again? There was also the glamorous ghost and fox that I met by chance in the mountains. She smiled charmingly and asked the young man, "What are you going to do if you don't have fun while taking advantage of this beautiful night?"

Hearing this, Xiao Mili frowned and asked Pei Qian what he meant and what he was doing. Pei Qian said he didn't know. Ning Yao squinted at someone and smiled and said he could ask the person involved.

Chen Ping'an laughed loudly and strode over with awe-inspiring aura, "Pei Qian, Xiaomi Li, go get some peanuts, edamame, and cucumbers, so I can drink some with Uncle Wu."

"I don't drink."

Wu Shuangjiang closed the book. Many pages had dog-eared corners, and there were reminders such as "Take advantage of this beautiful scenery for a good night".

Wu Shuangjiang left and went to stand leaning against the door, but he left the landscape travel diary on the table. After Chen Pingan sat down, he was on pins and needles, not knowing that he was here to join in the fun of hammering.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and turned around to glance at the table.

I recall that back then, my sect was once so lively.

Chen Ping'an made a random excuse and came to the gate, where he and Wu Shuangjiang acted as door gods.

Both of them had their hands wrapped around their sleeves.

From the outside, they look quite similar.

Wu Shuangjiang said softly: "If my calculation is correct, you will need to visit the Chinese Confucian Temple soon, most likely in the form of a yin god traveling far away from the body. By then, you will have dual identities at the same time, Standing among a large group of people on the top of Haoran Mountain, he is a close disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage and a hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall."

Chen Pingan thought for a moment, "Are you discussing how to deal with the barbaric world?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said with a smile: "Otherwise, what else could it be? It's a bit like the riverside meeting ten thousand years ago. If there are no accidents, you will still be the youngest person."

I wonder if the Holy Master and the Ritual Sage will show up.

But there will definitely be the Ya Sheng, the Literary Sage, the three leaders of the Confucian Temple and the deputy master, Fu Sheng, the old master, the three university palaces offering wine, the seventy-two academies, and so on.

Fu Lu Yuxuan, Great Master of Longhu Mountain, Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City, Pei Bei, Huolong Zhenren, Madam Qingzhong of Lushuikeng, Liu Jubao of Aaizhou, Huaiyin, Yu Panshui, etc.

There may also be the God of Suishan who rarely appears, Lady Qinggamiyama, etc. As well as the ancestors of various schools of thought.

Because the outcome of this discussion will determine the future trend of the two worlds.

Wu Shuangjiang tilted his head back and leaned against the door, "If you can follow the rules, you are called a national scholar."

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't dare to take it seriously."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "I'm talking about myself, and the sect I built with my own hands, the green mountains and green waters, and the Youth Cave."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "It's as fascinating as Taoist Master Sun's Xuandu Temple."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It would be better if the first half of the sentence was removed."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "We are in Luolu Mountain, and we have traveled all over the world. Our family style is very upright, and honesty is our top priority."

Wu Shuangjiang rubbed his chin, "I had an abortion at that age, but this seems to be the only thing that can't compare with your desolation."

Chen Pingan said nothing.

The origin of Luolu Mountain's popularity has always been a mystery, just like how many melon seeds Zhou Mili puts in his pocket every day.

The mountain master said it was a gift from a certain proud student, Cui Dongshan swore that it was the senior sister's contribution, and Pei Qian said it was the knowledge gained from the old cook's dining table. She just listened a few times and learned a little bit. Zhu Lian said it was because of the evil spirits spreading from Piyun Mountain that he couldn't stop. Wei Bo said he benefited a lot from playing chess with the Dafeng brothers.

Poor Zheng Dafeng, who has worked hard as a gatekeeper for many years, is now in the fifth world and has no chance to refute anything.

Wu Shuangjiang said to himself: "If you throw eggs at stones, all the eggs in the world will remain, and the stones will remain intact and cannot be destroyed."

Chen Pingan said: "I don't think so."

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said: "Sincerity is the key to success, you must always believe in it."

He asked again: "Do you know which Confucian sage saying I like best?"

Chen Pingan said tentatively: "Repay kindness with kindness, repay grievance with kindness?"

Wu Shuangjiang clicked his tongue and said, "How did you grow your brain? Can you guess all this?"

On the table in the house, Xiaomi Li put his hands on the table and shouted loudly: "Mountain Master, Mr. Wu, do you need any dried fish from the river?"

Wu Shuangjiang turned around and said with a smile: "It's okay, my share is yours."

Chen Pingan also smiled and nodded in agreement.

Xiaomi Li pursed her lips vigorously and then nodded. She raised her hands and gave two thumbs up. I don't know if she was saying thank you or if she just wanted to say something, Xiao Xiao Dried Fish, it didn't matter.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly sighed: "The family is happy."

Chen Pingan answered softly: "It's the New Year."