Sword of Coming

The old scholar turned around and complained to the two fools, "What are you doing there? Why don't you come and see your junior brother soon!"

The old scholar still held the closed disciple's arm with one hand and was reluctant to let go.

Zuo Zuo and Liu Shiliu quickly walked to the husband's side.

Liu Shiliu and his junior brother smiled and nodded, finally meeting each other.

Chen Ping'an immediately bowed and said, "I've met Senior Brother Jun Qian."

This senior whom I met for the first time helped earn a large sum of gold and copper coins at Luolu Mountain.

Zuo Zuo said with a straight face: "He is quite capable."

After Chen Pingan stood up, he looked at Mr.

The old scholar jumped up and slapped him on the left and right sides of the head, "You are a senior brother, how can you talk to a junior brother? You are so angry. Who taught you, ah?!"

He didn't move left and right, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm half-truthful."

The old scholar realized that his closed disciple was still a little aggrieved, and immediately shouted to the left and right: "Where is the other half? It's for you to eat. Spit it out if you can! Tell me, sir, I will uphold justice and will never favor anyone... "

Zuo Zuo had no choice but to say against his will: "Then they are all true."

Liu Shiliu adheres to one purpose in this regard. Turning a blind eye or listening but not hearing has nothing to do with me.

If brothers Zuo You and Chen Ping'an really want to fight, it won't be too late to break up the fight themselves.

No one can imagine that among the brothers in the Literary Sage lineage, the one with the best temper is the one around him.

Therefore, those who receive the most beatings and scoldings are always the left and right.

Of course, except for the husband's side, it is definitely not about not fighting back or scolding.

Within the sect, things are a little better. As long as one comes from the lineage of the Literary Sage, one will be on a completely different level after practicing swordsmanship, and one will never suffer a loss.

The talisman was passed down directly from Xuanmen, the noble Huang Zi in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, and the direct descendants from Han Qiaose in Baidi City were all born with unlucky sword immortals.

Chen Pingan bowed and said, "I've met Senior Brother Zuo."

Zuo Zuo frowned slightly, but just for the sake of his husband, he didn't care about Chen Ping'an.

Mr. and students, the four of us were seated.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the chess game on the table and said, "Sir, I must have given guidance to these two senior brothers."

The old scholar smiled from ear to ear. Take a look, what does it mean to know something from the smallest detail, and what is a proud disciple? This is it!

He was angry all over the place.

Liu Shiliu suddenly understood the origin of Luolu Mountain's atmosphere.

It's strange. Logically speaking, the master doesn't have much personal knowledge to impart to his younger brother. The time the two of them get along is very short. How come the younger brother is so much better than the others?

At this moment, the old scholar seemed to have only Chen Ping'an in his eyes, and said: "Sir, he is catching people blind here every day. He really can't get away and can't find you."

Chen Pingan stood up and bowed again.

The old scholar sighed, stood up, patted Chen Ping'an's arm, and said softly: "Don't do this, otherwise you will feel even more guilty. Sit down and chat, hurry up."

Liu Shiliu glanced around, and his expression turned better as expected.

Liu Shiliu shifted his gaze slightly and looked at the young man in blue shirt with a sword on his back. He was sitting upright, with his back straight, his fists clenched and placed on his knees.

If you have a pair of eyes that will be remembered deeply, they are clear and bright, just like the flowing water in Luolu Mountain, there is no place that you cannot go to.

The old scholar said: "Left and right, Jun Qian, tell me about your affairs. Don't wait for my junior brother to ask you."

Liu Shiliu briefly talked about the situation after returning to the world of Haoran, going to Luopo Mountain to learn about boxing from the sky, and then went south to Old Dragon City, then to Tongye Continent, and accepted a direct disciple in a blessed place, and finally went to After traveling through the wild world, they arrived at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. They happened to meet up with their senior brother again, and they went to the Middle Earth Confucian Temple together.

After about half a stick of incense, Chen Pingan listened attentively. During this period, he only asked about two things in detail, the Demon Suppression Tower in Tongyezhou, and the founding disciple of Senior Brother Jun Qian.

When it was the left and right's turn, he didn't say much, just one sentence, "After leaving the world, I fought with people outside the world, but I didn't die."

Chen Pingan asked in a low voice: "Where is Xiao Xun now?"

Said left and right: "Been cut down in Qing Ming Tianxia."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Xiao Xun, who served as a hidden official in the Sword Qi Great Wall, was a sword cultivator in the 14th realm.

Even if Xiao Min's Fourteenth Realm is not the Taoist and Harmony that the sword cultivator pursues, he is still a genuine Fourteenth Realm.

As for the power of monks in the Fourteenth Realm, Chen Ping'an had just learned about it on the night boat.

In the mouth of the senior brother, a fight with a fourteenth realm sword cultivator seemed to be a matter of exchanging swords, each cutting his own, until he was killed...

For a moment, Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful because he remembered the sword training process at the Sword Qi Great Wall.

The left and right said: "Cao Qinglang is rigorous in his studies and has a clear mind. Pei Qian is diligent in martial arts and does not waste her talent. Both of them respect their teachers. The two students and disciples you have recruited are both good."

The implication is that a student’s teacher and a disciple’s master may not necessarily be “good”?

Chen Pingan took out jugs of wine and handed them to his husband and fellow seniors one by one.

The old scholar took off the mud seal, held the wine bottle with both hands, raised his head and took a sip, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and nodded slightly. After just a sip of wine, the old man felt a little intoxicated.

Few and eager to learn, like the rising sun. Strong and eager to learn, like the light in the sun. A gentleman's learning is like a shed, and the flag is transferred.

Old and eager to learn, as bright as a candle. A gentleman does not worry about the decline of his years, but worries about the weariness of his ambition.

The three disciples in front of me all made the teacher feel that his knowledge was shallow and he had nothing to teach.

Even every one of them is so nice that even the husband's instructions to them to take care of themselves seem a bit redundant.

When a cultural context declines, people who have been transformed by this culture will feel pain.

His left and right sword skills are high, and his talents are also high, but they are limited by his own temperament.

In fact, Jun Qian is not bad at learning and has a good temper. She is suitable for preaching, teaching and solving doubts, but after all, she is limited by her alien status.

In the end, some of the burden fell on the shoulders of the youngest Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "After Mr. left last time, Senior Brother Zuo didn't take his friends to the wine shop to take care of the business."

Broken jars, broken jars, sir, who is afraid of whom?

There were dark faces on both sides.

Liu Shiliu gave the junior fellow apprentice a thumbs up.

The old scholar said: "Left and right."

Zuo Zuo immediately said: "It's the students who forgot."

The old scholar asked again: "Then have you forgotten that you have a younger junior brother?"

There was silence on both sides.

The old scholar said: "If you remember correctly, your junior brother is on the other side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. You are the only senior brother I can rely on. It is said that one senior brother is equal to half an elder. It seems that your senior brother is not working anymore."

Zuo Zuo could only say: "I have taught my junior brother swordsmanship, and I have also paid attention to his studies."

The old scholar said: "It sounds very wronged by your tone."

He shook his head from side to side and said, "No. It's my duty as a senior brother."

I started drinking because I had never liked drinking in my life.

Chen Pingan said: "Sir, I heard that there is a girl named Yu Xin in Tongyezhou. She seems to have a good relationship with her senior brother. This girl is very responsible. She took a lot of risks back then and wanted to fly a sword to send a message to Yu Gui. Ancestor Hall."

The old scholar smiled brightly and said, "I know, I know, sir, I have met her before. She is a good girl. She is indeed good. At first glance, she seems to be a kind-hearted woman. You, the clumsy Senior Brother Zuo, may not be worthy of her." "

Zuo Zuo said: "It's fine if you don't deserve it."

Since I don’t dare to refute Sir, I can only settle for the next best thing.

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to speak, he was already looking askance at him from the left and right.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to shut up and not add icing on the cake.

The old scholar held the wine bottle, stood up slowly, and said with a smile: "Sir, I have something to be busy with. You three are chatting."

When the students didn't come, the old man would complain about why the Confucian Temple meeting was held in such a hurry, so why not delay it for a few days. When the three students arrived at Gongdelin, the old man began to complain again about such a big matter. What's the hurry? It would be better to prepare for it for a few days.

As for what the old scholar is busy with, of course he is busy chatting with his old friends.

Let’s talk about the mediocre sword-practicing qualifications of the students. This is not just outside the sky, but also failed to kill the Fourteenth Realm Sword Cultivator, right? The big fool punched at the Aquarius Continent’s canopy. It was drizzling, so there’s not much to say. Of course, I have to ask those old guys, do you know who came to Gong De Lin before, and opened an extra ban than the talisman Yu Xuan returned to the Confucian Temple? By the way, let me ask what year it is in the Middle-earth Divine Continent this year, and then convert it to the Great Li year of Aquarius Continent, so that we can know how old my closed disciple is today...

The three of them followed the old man and stood up.

Left and right whispered: "Mr."

The old scholar asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

He didn't say anything, just a little guilty and sad.

The old scholar laughed loudly. The short old man stood on tiptoes, straightened the collar of the disciple's shirt, and said comfortingly: "Sir, he is just a teacher, not a shouting person. He has a high level of cultivation and fighting ability. , Is that called a thing? If things are not difficult, there is no way for a gentleman to know them, and they are right all the time."

Nodding left and right.

The old scholar suddenly shouted: "Jun Qian."

Liu Shiliu immediately said respectfully: "The students are here."

The old scholar looked at this stupid big man, shook his head, and sighed.

Liu Shiliu asked doubtfully: "Sir?"

The old scholar pointed at Zuo Zuo and Chen Pingan, and said sadly: "Jun Qian, look at you, not to mention your junior brother, even Zuo Zuo, there are many girls who like him, but he doesn't like others. , what about you, ah? What's going on, are you feeling guilty or embarrassed? "

Liu Shiliu scratched his head.

He laughed and said: "When it comes to women's popularity, I'm far behind my junior brother. At the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were many women who made a special trip to the wine shop. If there are realms in this kind of thing, Jun Qian and I He is a monk with extremely poor qualifications in the lower fifth realm, and my junior brother has already reached the Ascension realm, only he is short of the fourteenth realm of Hedao."

Liu Shiliu suddenly said: "So that's the case, no wonder."

Chen Pingan kept smiling.

"You two know nothing."

The old scholar patted the sleeves of the closed disciple and said with admiration: "You are a true hero who can stand firm among the flowers."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "It's not as exaggerated as Mr. said."

The old scholar said: "Yes. Why not!"

Chen Ping'an insisted: "Really not."

The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay, okay, just pretend it doesn't happen."

Liu Shiliu glanced at the junior brother.

There is always an illusion that there are two people in one person.

The two senior brothers, Zuo Zuo and Liu Shiliu, had a clear understanding of each other. They looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Since this junior brother is so satisfied with his husband, he can't slack off in practicing swordsmanship and boxing.

The old scholar swaggered away, his sleeves flying up.

Master Suishan, if you go to chat with that stupid guy, you have to chat well.

The fourth generation of the Mohist family seems to have arrived.

Mr. Dong, who has no fame, and Mr. Fu, who still has no fame, what do you think you are doing, let's have a good chat.

Yu Xuan.

The old scholar felt that everyone should pay a visit and not lose etiquette.

After all, he is the leader of this meritorious forest, and he should fulfill his duties as a landlord no matter what.

As for how to chat, we have already prepared a plan. We will talk to that stupid Suishan about the boy who casually broke through Suishan's restrictions with a sword, and you are not going to meet him?

The philosophy of debate in the Mohist lineage is extremely wonderful. It's a pity that my closed disciple is already a closed disciple of our Literary Sage lineage. Otherwise, the fifth generation of your Mo family would not dare to say that it is more than enough. It is not too much to say that it is barely competent. Of course, if You can also serve as the great master. I don’t mind at all if I am an old scholar. The Confucian Temple is easy to negotiate. Don’t you know what my relationship with the old man and Li Sheng is?

We had more interesting conversations with Mr. Yu.

That little girl in Jinjiazhou who is less than thirty years old and is a ninth-level martial artist is called Zheng Qian, right?

What a coincidence, it’s my disciple’s grandson! Haha, what’s even more coincidental is that the young man who was able to open several bans in the Confucian Temple was Zheng Qian’s master and my close disciple.

The old man looked back.

about. Jun Qian. Chen Pingan.

The old man was very proud, but turned his head quickly, as if he didn't dare to take another look.

The old man just felt a little distressed, how could they become his students.

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A three-story boat sailed on the river. Compared with the Xianjia ferries on Wenjin Ferry, the three-story boat was not conspicuous and its speed was not fast. The owner of the ferry had obviously chosen the right time and rushed to the Confucian Temple to discuss matters. It was not a big deal. , but Qin Zao, Yan Yan and others rushed there early to eat and drink, which was very different.

The three horses walked slowly to the shore. A Liang saw the ferry that was following the river in an orderly manner. Coupled with the familiar atmosphere, he suddenly understood. He held up his bamboo hat, twisted his buttocks, stood on the horse, and pulled He shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Ding, Brother Ding! This way, this way!"

The building boat came slightly closer to the shore, and a dozen or so immortals soon appeared on the bow. In fact, some of them were originally unwilling to show their faces. They never thought that the sight of the man in the bamboo hat would wander past, and not a single one of them would be missed, leaving his old friend behind. We were all taken care of, so we had to call for friends, ask someone to share the difficulties, and walk out of the cabin together.

The person in the middle seemed to be dazzled by the stars. He was a short-built man with an unspectacular appearance, but there were two maids with stunning looks standing beside him. They wore a little makeup and looked like they were in the country.

The man wore an ordinary Qiushui Yanfei sword hanging from his waist, and he had no imposing manner at all. He was just like an inconspicuous handyman, but he was standing among a group of princes and nobles.

Li Huai had little interest in these strange people who had attained enlightenment and sought immortality on the mountain. Anyway, he couldn't reach such a high level. It was not interesting to stick to his cold butt with a warm face. So I paid more attention to that ferry boat. There was actually a white dragon and an ink dragon dragging the boat in the water. Two mysterious things slowly poked their heads out. There was no splash at all. This scene was terrifying. Li Huai was shocked, but he soon felt relieved. It was probably because of the talisman.

Li Huai lowered his head and glanced at the horse transformed into a walking horse charm under his buttocks, and then looked at his immortal style.

People are more annoying than others, and hanging around A Liang is indeed a bit shabby. If we weren't good brothers, we really wouldn't have suffered this. According to Li Huai's usual style, instead of making a bloated face and pretending to be fat, he might as well just break the jar and travel on foot honestly. When he traveled to study with Chen Ping'an, he just had a pair of straw sandals on his feet and a book in his box. A few pairs, no one looked down upon.

A Liang and Li Huai said: "What are you doing here? Call me Brother Ding! He is my good brother, isn't he your good friend?"

Li Huai was not stupid. He turned sideways, clasped his fists and saluted to the ship, "Senior Ding."

This time Li Huai simply did not identify himself. Otherwise, your reputation will be ruined even before you enter the world.

The two maids beside the man looked strange.

The man with the sword was unimpressed.

This Taoist monk on the highest mountain of the Middle-earth Divine Continent has the pseudonym Guo Outing, his Taoist name is Youming, and he is the leader of a sect.

His real name is known only to the Confucian Temple.

He just looked at the old man in yellow a few more times.

Is there such a number one mountain monk in the world?

Guo Outing didn't think much about it, just thinking that it was the time of day, like the time of the Waking of Insects, when extremely old people in the mountains and fields appeared in endlessly, with different identities, and it was difficult to find their roots.

A Liang waved vigorously and said, "Sister Yun Fei, sister Mei Jing, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and she has become thinner and thinner. It makes brother A Liang feel very distressed."

The three horses stopped, and the boat also stopped.

A Liang squatted on the horse, stretched out his thumb, and pointed at Li Huai beside him, "Brother Ding, the young man next to me is named Li Huai. He is a young talent. He is not very old. His knowledge is not inferior to that of Yuan Yu, and his boxing skills are not inferior to pure Qing, you can't lose to Fu Zhen in Go, and you can't lose to Xu Bai in chess..."

A Liang quickly added, "Actually, I know him. He doesn't know me. He hasn't cut off the chicken head yet, burned it on yellow paper, and written his name on the golden orchid book."

Li Huai's face was stiff. When there are no more outsiders present, there will be a big thank you.

The young Taoist man on horseback on the shore sighed quietly. My son is really blessed with great fortune. Others have to fight to earn a little fame, but Uncle Li Huai has it effortlessly.

Guo Outing smiled slightly, thinking that he remembered the "young and talented" Confucian scholar Li Huai.

This Ascension Realm great monk knew A Liang thoroughly, so he was about to say goodbye and leave. He must not give A Liang the slightest chance to climb up the ladder. If A Liang were to board the ship, the consequences would be disastrous. The handful of great monks in the world who can be remembered by Guo Outing, no matter who they are, no matter how weird their temperament or their behavior, there are traces to follow, and they can be guessed to some extent, but the man in the bamboo hat in front of him will never be able to guess. Know what he will say next and what he will do next.

For example, when we met the demon giant from Baidi City, it was easy to talk to him as long as we didn't talk about his master.

Guo Outing never felt that Liu Qi was the most underestimated monk. He always firmly believed that Zheng Juzhong was.

Another example is that your boss is extremely aloof and difficult to get close to, so as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke him, there won't be any trouble.

But that scholar, who is a descendant of a saint, and a swordsman who travels around the world without giving up his surname, can really do anything.

A Liang laughed and waved his hand: "Forget it, there is no need to invite us to board the ship. I want to go on a horseback riding tour with my good brothers."

Guo Loting was a little surprised. When did A Liang change his gender? Anyone who is a monk on the mountain can find a way to go down the steps when he sees a bad opportunity. But this bitch always only looks for steps.

The ferry slowly moved through the water again, and its speed was still much faster than the three horses of Zouma Fu. They soon left the three of A Liang far behind.

Seeing that Li Huai was confused, the young Taoist helped him reveal the secret, "It's Guo Outing from Tieshu Mountain."

Li Huai smacked his tongue, obediently, is he the ancestor of Youming who claims to cut the road to hell with one sword? !

One of the ten people from the Middle Earth Divine Continent, he is also a great demon in the Ascension Realm. Tieshu Mountain is a great sect. If Baidi City is the holy land in the hearts of wild cultivators in the world, then the Iron Tree Mountain of Youming Taoist Master is the place that all the mountain spirits are fascinated by.

The young Taoist let out a long sigh. They had the same heterogeneous background, but one was prosperous in the world, founded a sect, and was respected by thousands of people, while the other was lying on the doorstep every day in a mountain of 100,000, doing nothing but shit. In this place, I suffer from that cowardly attitude.

Li Huai came to his senses and set another trap for A Liang. He poked A Liang with his hiking stick and said angrily: "Ting, don't miss Ding! Ding is your uncle's Ding!"

A Liang was picking his nose while avoiding the hiking pole, "I can scream whatever I want. Didn't Brother Ou Ding agree to it? If it were an ordinary person, he wouldn't be able to stop the 'liquid' ferry boat even if he screamed at the top of his lungs. "

Li Huai put away his hiking pole, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "I always feel that the boat is a bit evil. A Liang, is it my imagination?"

The young Taoist sighed: "Young Master opened his eyes, it is like a divine help!"

A Liang took out a pot of bright moon wine, took a big sip, and said with a smile: "You are young, and you have so many grievances on the mountain tops. Let alone seeing them with your own eyes, you can't even hear them. Don't talk about the past ten thousand years, just talk about the past three years." In the five thousand years of old history, there have been more than a dozen fights on the mountain tops, but the Confucian Temple banned landscape newspapers. Word of mouth was no problem, but no writing was allowed outside the Confucian Temple. One of the fights was related to Guo Ou Ting, and the landslide and the earth were shattered. Later, the flowerless Tieshu Mountain and the Baidi City among the colorful clouds emerged."

A Liang patted the bamboo knife on his waist, "Although Guo Ou Ting looks harmless to humans and animals, he actually doesn't have a good temper. This dripping ferry, and the saber on his waist, named Xiaoshou, are really stained with blood. Banban. The blood-soaked sword is made of. This guy is lucky. He also owns a demon mirror of the ancestor’s rank. It was once a precious treasure held by a high-ranking god in ancient times. After being acquired by Guo Outing, he refined it into his natal object. Just by refining it. It took thousands of years to transform it. But if you really want to compete with swordsmen, I won't be afraid at all."

On the ancient execution platform, there was a armored sword, mountain-breaking halberd, owl's head, and beheading sword. These were all important weapons forged by the gods in the old almanac. Before the gods actually executed the execution, Jiaolong only saw those weapons. It is estimated that I was scared to death for half my life.

Li Huai said with emotion: "If nothing else, I can have a conversation with Patriarch Youming, and this horse walking talisman is not in vain."

The young Taoist couldn't figure it out. Li Huai's awe for Guo Ou Ting was beyond words. Coupled with his previous restraint from Li Yehou, Lord of the Lake, what's going on? You don't know about A Liang's sword skills? You don’t know what state the old blind man is in? I don't see you flinching at all, you are so unruly.

A Liang continued to show off his knowledge, "The white dragon that drags the boat forward through the water comes from the sea water picture in the Anle Temple mural, and the other ink dragon comes from the "Dragon Raining Picture" in the temple. I have seen both the sea water picture on the wall and the Peiyu picture scroll with my own eyes, and they are indeed missing a white dragon and an ink dragon."

"As for the group of experts who stood next to Guo Ou Ting earlier, they are first-class painting masters. Three of them are especially good at painting dragons. You should have seen their names in books. Chen Suo Weng, the pen and ink are like iron hook locks, which can be captured in dragon paintings. Fang Huqing is known as the cursive saint in paintings. In addition to painting dragons, he was invited to paint fish and dragons in the palace water and land paintings of all major dynasties. Proud of the sea water. Dong Piling, before he practiced mountaineering, was a court painter. He was once ordered to paint a dragon on the north wall of Yutang Courtyard. He used the brush very accurately. The result was that it was so lifelike that when the emperor put the finishing touch with his brush, heaven and earth reacted. Clouds and mist formed, and the water patterns on the wall looked like turbulent waves, which frightened a large group of dragons and grandsons who came to appreciate the paintings to cry."

It was rare for Li Huai to say a kind word to A Liang, "You know a lot."

A Liang raised his head and took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and said with deep eyes, "I know a lot, but I am most afraid of remembering it. That's why I drink."

Life is in this world, and the dust is suddenly passing away. The years and lives are passing away, just like the river flowing, and we will see you soon. The soil is a companion, speeding towards death, unwilling to rest for a while, weeping for it, and not allowed to think about it.

I always spend my life in a drunken country, riding a horse back in the middle of the month while drunk.

Li Huai asked in confusion: "Where did you get the Bright Moon Wine?"

Earlier at Li Yehou's residence, everyone had finished drinking a pot.

A Liang immediately smiled playfully and said, "I was a guest many years ago. Brother Yehou insisted that I move the Bai Lai Tan. Otherwise, I won't let you go. It's hard to refuse such hospitality. I have no choice but to accept it. Hurry up and drink. I haven’t finished drinking it after drinking it for so many years.”

As a swordsman, he has traveled far and wide many times and has friends all over the world. Just to hold the wine, he filled up two things within easy reach.

It is better to compete with the people on the mountain than with wine.

As for the things close by, of course they were borrowed. He was a pauper and only had many love debts.

A Liang sighed, "I have too many friends, I can't finish the wine, and I'm worried about people. There once was a Shanshui Di newspaper in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, which was famous for its fairness. It selected the top ten monks with the best reputation on the mountain, and I was at the top of the list."

Pat the horse on the back.

A white horse with a silver saddle, flying stars.

A Liang followed the jolting horseback, swaying, and while drinking, he shouted loudly: "My temperament is as cold as ice, my character is as hard as iron, I am the swordsman A Liang, one of the most handsome men in the world!"

Li Huai endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said seriously: "A Liang, as your good brother, can I say a word of conscience?"

A Liang glanced at Li Huai. It was rare for the little bastard to look so serious, and he was probably about to tell some heartfelt flattery.

Ah Liang drank wine, waved his hand, and just let his horse come over.

Li Huai whispered: "If your parents are still okay, just have another child. You are considered useless."

A Liang spurted out a mouthful of wine.

The young Taoist worked hard not to laugh.

Ah Liang raised his fist and slapped his back, causing the old man in yellow to fly backwards again.

A Liang calmed down his expression, glanced at the building boat, and frowned slightly.

An Iron Tree Mountain was formed by Guo Loting's pile of broken mountains. It can be regarded as a gesture of punishment.

According to the promise, as long as the iron tree in Zongmen's ancestral mountain does not bloom for a day, Guo Loting will not bloom for a day.

As a rule, no flowers are planted on Tieshu Mountain, so how can they bloom?

The man who almost hacked Guo Outing to death was the later Dragon Slayer, the evangelist Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City, who was also the nominal master of Han Qiaose and Liu Chicheng.

According to legend, the first time "Tieshu Mountain bloomed" was when Zheng Juzhong was climbing the mountain. After that, the Tieshu Mountain no longer bloomed.

Ah Liang knew a lot of old stories like this.

Nowadays, in the land and water transportation in the world, there is Mrs. Dandan named Qingzhong, but outside of the land, there is still no legitimate water transportation master.

The key is that Zhigui, who was born in Lizhu Cave Heaven, is not even the Duke of Qidu now. You must know that even Dadu in Luzhou, Beiju, has Duke Lingyuan and Marquis Longting.

Guo Ou Ting in Tieshu Mountain. Followed by a group of dragon painting masters. Since they are gathered together in such a grand manner, then it is not a conspiracy, but should it be a reminder?

Makes sense.

What do all the people who draw dragons in the world hope for most? Of course, there are still real dragons in the world, and people can see their true appearance.

During Aliang's trip to Aquarius Continent, before encountering Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, he also passed by a large river near Jiang's family in Yunlin. He had a lot of literary luck and dragon spirit.

The next general trend of the world will be more complicated and more undercurrent.

Haoran Jiuzhou, which originally seemed to be divided into separate territories, was forcibly connected by a tragic war, and people and things became more and more tightly networked.

A Liang sat on the horse and suddenly began to gloat.

The young Taoist shrank his neck.

Li Huai asked: "What's wrong?"

A Liang smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just that after feeling sorry for the two girls, I started to feel sorry for Brother Ding. That's the only thing I'm not good at, I'm soft-hearted."

Over there with the building boat.

An old alchemist asked curiously: "Master Guo, that A Liang, has he really reached the fourteenth realm? Was he just wiped out of the fourteenth realm by Tuoyue Mountain?"

Guo Outing said: "I don't know why I fell down. But A Liang must have been among the fourteenth realm."

A building boat trembled slightly.

Guo Outing pressed the knife with one hand and raised it with the other, signaling everyone not to move rashly.

A rickety old man with no eyesight, one hand behind his back and one hand against his chin. He stood alone not far away and grinned: "How can you be so arrogant after seeing my disciple? You are not willing to go to the shore. On the road to Huangquan , Are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Li Huai was both the first and last disciple of this old blind man.

But now the old blind man is just most of Li Huai's master. It makes no sense that the old blind man just likes this.

A Liang no longer cares about the life and death of Lou Chuan.

He just raised his head and glanced at the sky.

The heroes of the world can save the world.

We must also be able to make up for the shortcomings.

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The three previous gatherings were actually just a spectacle.

The subsequent private gatherings, visits, and secret discussions are the real highlight.

For example, there was an Xianjia Liquor Shop on the Parrot Island that was originally ignored.

It was the Huangliang shop that was first opened in Daixuanshan. The old shopkeeper was lying on the counter playing with the caged martial bird. The young shopkeeper was worried because he heard that A Liang was about to arrive.

The old shopkeeper's girl had exactly the opposite mood from the young clerk. She was sitting at a table in the corner, busy dressing up. Bottles and cans piled up on the table. A woman is hesitating whether it is better to have a beady eyebrow, or a crescent-shaped eyebrow with new sideburns, which looks better? Looking left and right in front of a dressing mirror, she suddenly changed her mind. She felt that she had a pair of pink and phoenix eyes. If she made the upper eyelid lines darker and the lower eyelids lighter, it would be more in line with the so-called pornographic novels. "It's so beautiful that you're so beautiful." Just a single move can affect your whole body. Just change your eyebrows, makeup, and even your dimples, lipstick, hairpins, and clothes. Don't you worry about it?

In the current shop, the guests include the ancestor Wei of the military family, Mr. Fan from the merchant, and the young head of the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family, two ancestors of the novelist. And a swordsman who is used to swinging his sword behind him, the Mohist ranger Xu Ruo.

One of Mr. Fan's subordinates was drunk. He was encouraging Xu Ruo, who was sitting at the table, to drink. He found an opportunity to kill the bastard with a sword.

As a result, the wine shop owner's daughter slapped the table and cursed her.

In a mansion in Aotou Mountain, the five tiger kings of the Central Earth Divine Continent gathered together for the first time. As a result, two groups of guests came to visit together. One wanted to ask the great god of Jiuyi Mountain for a few pots of calamus that contained cultural fortune. The other was several young swordsmen from the Shaoyuan Dynasty. Zhu Mei wanted to see the master of Yanzhi Mountain The female tiger who made an alliance with him, so the five tigers dispersed, and soon other guests came one after another. In the end, no tiger was free.

In a secret water palace above Yuanyangzhu, Marquis Li Ye of Jiaoyue Lake and the other four lake monarchs were also chatting, but no one invited Mrs. Dandan from Lushuikeng.

Liu Hui, who had fallen from the Ascension Realm to become an immortal, found Qi Tingji with the two immortals Cong Qian and Qin Zao. Liu Hui was yelling at Wanyan Laojing, an old bastard.

Huaiyin found Liu Jubao, the God of Wealth. Liu Youzhou and Huai Qian were old friends. Liu Youzhou hesitated to speak because Yu Xuanfu was also here now, but her marriage to Huai Qian seemed to have ended.

Mrs. Huansha, who came here with the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, took the initiative to find Wei Ying, the leader of the Yugui Sect, and asked about the current situation of the Daquan Dynasty.

Cao Ci and Yuan Yu were walking together on the tree-lined path of Aotou Mountain. They met two people coming down the mountain, Xu Xuan and Lin Su from Luzhou, Beiju.

In the two chess games on Aotou Mountain, today one is no longer Lin Junbi Shoului, but Yu Qingqing, and the person playing chess is Fu Qi from Baidi City. In another place, Xu Bai was playing against a Little Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain.

The head of the Jiang family in Yunlin left the rest of his descendants and only took Jiang Yun on a boat trip to Yuanyangzhu. The two outsiders on the boat were the contemporary heads of the family who lived in the mansion of the descendants of the four great saints.

Panshui County. Master Huolong took the initiative to visit Mrs. Qingzhong and congratulated her when they met, "Hey, I've been promoted. What a great official."

Lord Huolong of Zhongtu Mountain is almost familiar to Master Huolong, and this fat lady of Lushuikeng is certainly no exception. Mrs. Dandan, whose name is Qingzhong, is really the most frightened of the old guy in front of her.

An old man as thin as a bamboo pole, short in stature, wearing purple clothes and white hair, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist. I had some setbacks in recruiting disciples at that market place. It's so difficult to take on an apprentice.

A dull man walks around the world wearing straw sandals. He is the fourth generation of the Mohist family.

In Yuanyangzhu, led by Zhang Tiaoxia, nicknamed Long Bo, a group of fishermen appeared.

And this old man with long eyebrows who seemed to be friendly with everyone was recognized as the leader of martial arts in the world before Pei Bei's rise.

Not far to the left of Zhang Tiaoxia is a middle-aged man sitting on a small bamboo stool with a small fish basket tied around his waist. He likes to visit ancient battlefield sites and catch heroic spirits and sinister ghosts.

There are three other people on the right, two masters and apprentices from Leigong Temple in Aaizhou, Pei Axiang and Liu Suiyu.

And Wang Fusu, an old man from Luzhou in Beiju who had just arrived at the waterside, sat between Zhang Tiaoxia and Pei Axiang and said with a smile: "Isn't this sister Axiang?"

Wang Fuxun is now worshiped by the Lu family of the Dayuan Dynasty. This time he came here just to take a breather because he had nothing to do and was bored.

Pei Axiang turned a deaf ear.

Zhang Tiaoxia asked with a smile: "How about Li Er's fist and kick?"

Wang Fusu sneered and said: "Generally speaking, the punches are not heavy and the kicks are not fast. If you hadn't asked about it, I wouldn't bother to say more."

Zhang Tiaoxia nodded slightly, doubtful.

In his early years, when Wang Fushu was trying to become a "god", he went crazy. The thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in his small world, the lakes and seas were steaming, the mountains and the land were sinking, the weather was chaotic, and the martial artist's pure energy was imprisoned by the joint efforts of several sword immortals.

Liu Suiyu asked with a smile: "How do you mean 'so-so'?"

Wang Fusu replied without hesitation: "Li Ermao tried his best and couldn't kill me with three punches. How powerful can he be?"

Wu Shu, the martial saint of Tongyezhou who was further away, laughed dumbly.

Nowadays, in the vast world, sectarian views still exist, but they have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Middle Earth Divine Continent. Of course the only one.

Next are Luzhou in the north and Baopingzhou in the east.

In addition, Fuyao Continent in the southwest, Posu Continent in the south, Jinjia Continent in the west, Liuxia Continent in the northwest, and Aai'ai Continent are all similar.

Southeast Tongyezhou. The only one is just the bottom.

Therefore, Wu Shu and Wei Ying, the leader of the Jade Gui Sect, were actually relatively silent at the previous banquet.

As for the warrior Wu Shu and the swordsman Wei Ying, even though they were fellow villagers in Tongyezhou, there was actually nothing to talk about. It was considered acquaintance, a nod of acquaintance.

Fishing on the shore, warriors gather together.

Either the ten realms or the nine realms.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second.

That Wang Fusu smiled and said: "Pei Bei didn't come, and Song Changjing didn't come either. Why, are you looking down on Senior Long Bo, the boss of the world?"

Zhang Tiaoxia said with a smile: "Don't use random nicknames. It's easy to cause trouble if word spreads about it."

Pei Bei's realm has always been a huge mystery.

Does she have eleven?

As for Song Changjing, in the Aquarius Continent, he relied on formations to gather the martial arts of the continent and defeated Yuan Shou, the great demon on the throne, with one punch, and killed two immortals with one punch.

Similarly, did Song Changjing reach the eleventh realm at that time? Or should we say that we have already crossed that threshold, and when the formation collapsed, we returned to the tenth realm?

So in the eleventh realm, reaching the top of martial arts, what is the picture of mountains and rivers that you see in front of your eyes?

During the war, Pei Bei was more of a national advisor to the Daduan Dynasty, responsible for mobilizing troops and punishing generals, and had far fewer opportunities to take action than his disciple Cao Ci.

On the battlefields of Fuyao Continent and Jinjia Continent, Cao Ci punched a lot and made great achievements.

Whether a young man has any future depends only on how many others mention him. The less he mentions, the greater his future.

For example, what is Zheng Juzhong's lineage like in Baidi City? Why is he obviously the city lord, but there are several junior sisters and junior brothers including Han Qiaise, the lord of Liuli Pavilion, and the guardian of the waterfall? Who is their preaching mentor? No one has explored it for a long time.

The flower owner of Baihua Paradise is hosting a banquet in honor of Liu Qilang.

In December throughout the year, there are four life-bearing flower gods, including the flower god of December. In December, the flower gods will invite a man as their only guest, so they are also known as the male flower gods. They are often literati and mountain gods whose reciting of flower poems is called "a stroke of genius". Appearance, demeanor, monk status, and literary talent are all indispensable. But on top of this, there is also the false title of Taishang Keqing, such as Bai Ye to Mudan.

This time I went on a long trip, in addition to the Flower Master of the Blessed Land and the four flower gods, there was also an impatiens flower god with a girlish face. She had little qualifications and low status in the Baihua Blessed Land, and was nicknamed Rui Feng'er. She finally made it to the seventh rank. After tasting three lives, she gained the reputation of a "feather guest", but the saying that "the chrysanthemum maidservant is gaudy" has always made the girl feel sad, and it is becoming more and more popular. It was Su Zi who was the first to put forward this hurtful statement. One of his favorite students.

In addition, no popular poem has been passed down in the past hundred years. The next time Mr. Bai Shan, Zhang Yi, and Zhou Fuqing host the blessed land selection, she will most likely fall directly to the ninth rank and one life.

On the other side of Jinjin Ferry, wherever there is a fairy in the mirror, a man with a bamboo hat under his arm will go there, poke his head around, jump a few times here, wave a few times there, or just stand there with two fingers raised and a bright smile. .

The more reserved fairy reminded the annoying man with sad eyes, "Get out of my way!"

A woman with a bad temper would just tell him to "die!"

Today's little girls are confused and the men are speechless. Didn't they just leave the world of Haoran for more than a hundred years? Some are hurt, what is going on in the world.

Li Huai learned a lot from his mistakes and kept the young Taoist far away.

A Liang ran up to Li Huai and asked: "What should we do next? Should we find a place to stay first, or should we go directly to Gongdelin to find Chen Pingan? If you want to see him, hurry up, because he will be there soon. It’s time to discuss something.”

Li Huai asked: "Who are you?"

Aliang said helplessly: "Uncle Li, be kind."

Li Huai said dullly: "It's okay for Chen Ping'an to come see me."

A Liang sighed. It's not surprising that during the long trip, Li Huai was the closest to Chen Pingan, and he was the least familiar with Chen Pingan.

A Liang suddenly slapped his forehead.

Impressed.

Not far from Wenjin Ferry, a man wearing a green shirt and a long coat with a sword on his back walked slowly towards him with a smile on his face.

Choosing the route is very particular, just to avoid those things.

When the young Taoist saw that man, his heart suddenly tightened.

Li Huai smiled brightly, ran all the way, stopped suddenly, and gave Chen Ping'an a high-five.

A Liang and Nen Taoist stood aside.

A Liang smiled and said: "He is half as handsome as me."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I don't dare."

In an instant.

All the people who were qualified to participate in the discussion heard a warm voice in their hearts, "Start the discussion."

Chen Ping'an and Li Huai said, "I'll see you later."

The swordsman in green shirt and the man in bamboo hat disappeared out of thin air at Wenjin Ferry.

Until this moment, the onlookers at the ferry were talking a lot because someone had received a message from the flying sword. Only then did they realize that those two people were actually involved in the discussion at the Confucian Temple.

In the Confucian Temple Square, the sky and the earth were clear and bright, and there was no priority in the seats. Everyone just formed a big circle.

He is a Confucian sage, the principal and deputy leader of the Confucian Temple, the wine worshiper and business secretary of the Three Great Palaces, and the mountain chief of the Seventy-Two Colleges. The ancestor of all schools of thought. The major sect masters are in the Ascension Realm and immortals. The end of martial arts. Dynasty emperor. Dayueshanjun and Wuhushuijun. The owner of Cave Heaven Paradise...

All the heroes and sages from all over the world are gathered here, their eyes wandering around, looking at each one.

The Holy Master did not show up.

The abbot, who was presiding over the first meeting, did not speak in a hurry.

Five of them stood together in an interesting position.

Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi. A Liang, left and right.

A Liang did not stand by Ya Sheng's side, nor did he stand by Wen Sheng's side.

And between Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi, A Liang and Zuo Zuo.

Just in the middle stood a slender young man, Chen Ping'an, the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

For a while.

It's like a whole world, all watching the same person.