Sword of Coming

Each has its own ferry, each has its own boat. Fortunately, the weather is good and the weather is calm.

Two scholars in blue shirts with very different ages stood side by side on the edge of the cliff. The sea and the sky were the same color, and the heaven and the earth were completely harmonious.

It's no wonder that so many people from the mountains follow the path of Taoism and immortality among the cliffs.

Chen Ping'an was a little surprised, because when he came, he was invited by the ceremonial sage to protect the road all the way to the Confucian Temple to participate in the discussion. When he left, he was also sent by the ceremonial sage, all the way to the coast of the East China Sea in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, as if he was waiting for the arrival of the night ship. .

Of course he didn't expect that it was his husband who persuaded the Li Sheng to accompany the closed disciple on this trip with the reason of "it's good to get together and disperse easily".

Li Sheng smiled and said: "You are very skilled in business."

Chen Ping'an was a little ashamed. He was indeed busy participating in the discussion this time.

Li Sheng smiled, but he was actually teasing the money-obsessed young hermit official for stumbling on a deal. Earlier at the entrance of the Confucian Temple, Lu Zhi helped to make the connection. Mrs. Qingshenshan was originally willing to give away a few bamboos from Luolu Mountain for free, but this guy bumped into her head first and insisted on spending money to buy it. I guess she still feels like she has earned it now?

Chen Ping'an plucked up the courage and asked cautiously: "Can I ask Li Sheng a question, why is the fifth world named Wucai?"

The Li Sheng smiled and said: "You can understand it as some kind of expectation from the Holy Master, such as a hundred flowers blooming, colorful, and the beauty of the world."

I knew what this kid had planned, but Li Sheng didn't want to let him fulfill his wish. Feisheng City has already taken the lead in the colorful world, so it would be inappropriate for the Confucian Temple to break the rules again.

Seeing that Li Sheng had no intention of revealing the secret, Chen Pingan had no choice but to give up. He still had some discernment.

The Li Sheng said: "You travel far and wide all the year round, and you often interact with the gods of mountains and rivers. How do you feel?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "It seems that most people will gradually feel tired of the world."

New gods are often full of enthusiasm. No matter what their original intention is, they may absorb the essence of incense and temper their golden bodies, or they may work conscientiously to benefit a party. Regardless of the size of their respective mountains and rivers, a mountain and water god is responsible for helping the emperor and monarch regulate yin and yang. So much to do. But as time goes by, the mountains and rivers are fine, and everything just needs to be done step by step. The gods of mountains and rivers have different paths from those of Taoists, and there is no need to practice hard. As time goes by, even if the golden bodies of the gods are still shining, there will be a kind of twilight aura more or less on the body. , fatigue, depression.

Speaking of this, Chen Pingan said: "However, there will be many exceptions. For example, the buried river water goddess of Tongyezhou Daquan Dynasty. It seems that in another thousand years, she will still be full of vitality, caring about the people, and not treating herself as a water goddess. Empress."

Li Sheng smiled knowingly.

Not a family, don't enter the same door.

The old scholar just talked about it many times and praised the Water Goddess Empress "who has a graceful temperament, warm hospitality, and is very admiring and proficient in both the sage and the sage of literature". Among the old scholar students, except for Chen Ping'an beside him, even the assistant who never paid attention to anything specifically mentioned the buried river water god of Biyou Palace. It's just that the two students of the old scholar said it relatively fairly. It was just a sentence or two, not annoying, but it was not light.

For this reason, Li Sheng went to the Confucian Temple to ask Sheng Xiping to take out the files and carefully read the files about Daquan's burial in the river.

Li Sheng asked: "Do you know where this place is?"

Chen Pingan nodded and glanced on the way here. It was a sect on a mountain with extremely rich aura of heaven and earth. The aura was condensed like several rivers hanging in the air, lingering around several mountains. The atmosphere was majestic. Not surprisingly, it was the legendary one. Shanhai Sect, all the sect members are female monks. According to legend, the founder of Shanhai Sect, a woman named Nalan Xianxiu, was proficient in fire magic. She once made a great wish and vowed to move mountains and level the world.

In this realm, there are many rumors about strange phenomena, such as black birds adding money, monkeys watching the sea, foxes worshiping the moon, and heavenly dogs eating the sun.

During that battle, Nalan Xianxiu went to sea, and it was she who first found Fei Fei, the great demon on the throne. She heard about a fight and was seriously injured, so she had to retreat to practice, so she was unable to participate in the discussion at the Confucian Temple this time. The reason why Concubine Fei was detained in the Laojun Danlu Mountains by the Confucian Temple was because of the founder of the Shanhai Sect.

Chen Ping'an was no stranger to these sects located on the top of the Divine Continent in the Middle Earth. What's more, the Shanhai Sect was similar to the Liu clan of Aai'aizhou, the Tianqing Divine Mountain of Zhuhai Cave, and the Yu clan of the Xuanmi Dynasty. The place where Xiu Hu Cui Zhang opens the door to welcome guests. Chen Ping'an asked his senior brothers about this matter, and they said that it was because there was a female cultivator in the Shanhai Sect who was the direct disciple of Patriarch Nalan. She liked Cui Chan and it was love at first sight. Later, the Shanhai Sect was willing to openly protect the refugees who were fleeing all over the world. Cui Chang has some relationship with the sect's righteousness, but it's more about the love between children.

Chen Ping'an believed it at first, but later he became a little doubtful about the matter when he saw Senior Brother Zuo and the temple priest from Chanjuan Dongtian "talking about each other like chickens and ducks".

The Li Sheng looked into the distance.

Life is like a journey against the odds, like traveling at night with a candle. What does fluttering look like? There is a sandy gull in the sky and the earth.

Li Sheng smiled and said: "There is a long way to go. If you encounter difficulties in the future, go to the Confucian Temple more frequently. Even if you beg once or twice, it will be useless. Don't be easily disappointed."

What is disappointment is nothing more than having to ask after all the hard work, and it is useless to ask for it. It seems that it is useless to ask for help from heaven, earth and people.

The old scholar once made various requests for two students.

As for this close disciple of the old scholar, if Li Sheng remembered correctly, he also searched all over his hometown when he was young, but it was also useless.

Li Sheng continued: "Buddhists say that all wisdom comes from great compassion. I think this sentence is very reasonable."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I will think more about it."

What is suffering.

Maybe it was the wooden figure on the roadside, mute.

Today, there are many mountains and rivers in the vast world, such as the southern part of Aquarius Continent and the entire Tongye Continent. There are now many ghost towns.

Li Sheng said: "Chen Pingan, I will leave first. In about half an hour, the night boat will dock here from Guixu and pick you up."

Chen Pingan bowed respectfully.

The next moment, there was no more ceremonial saint around him, and then Chen Pingan stood there blankly.

It turned out that there were three people enjoying the scenery just seven or eight feet away.

Those three people were equally surprised, and they were only more surprised than Chen Ping'an. After all, this was a forbidden area for the sect.

Where did a scoundrel come from? So good at stealth and stealth? Still so audacious, removing the cover-up and openly showing up to provoke? !

Chen Ping'an said with sincerity in his eyes: "It's all a misunderstanding!"

You can't move out of Li Sheng, it's inappropriate, and no one will believe you even if you say it.

Among the three people, there was a woman who looked like she had stepped out of the painting of a lady on the wall. She had picturesque features, but what really impressed Chen Pingan was this woman, sitting on the edge of the cliff with her legs dangling in the air. She was smoking a dry cigarette. The cigarette stem is made of purple bamboo, with an emerald cigarette holder and a cigarette bag hung with silk thread.

At this moment, after she lost consciousness for a moment, she quickly regained her composure and exhaled a large mouthful of smoke. The woman smiled and looked at the uninvited guest in a blue shirt with a sword on his back. She could ignore the Shanhai Sect's several landscape restrictions. Could it be that she was a Immortal realm, or even Ascension realm sword cultivator? But why are you looking at the stranger? Or do you think you are injured, so you can come here to show off your dignity?

There was also a girl lying on the side, who had kicked her calf again and again and lightly bumped Wanyuan.

She stopped moving at this moment, frowned, and turned her head to stare at the libertine who jumped out of nowhere. He looks quite decent, so why don't he learn well?

Finally, there was a little girl who was lying on a bamboo mat and rolling around in boredom. After Ma Liuer got up, she walked over to the woman holding a dry tobacco pole, raised her palms and asked softly: "Master Xianxiu, is he the legendary Ah?" good?"

Chen Ping'an said categorically: "I don't know Aliang!"

The founder of Shanhai Sect said with a smile: "Only his friends will immediately say that they don't know him as soon as they hear his name."

Chen Pingan really can't refute this truth.

The girl sat up and asked, "What's your last name? If there is any misunderstanding, please make it clear immediately. Don't imitate that A-Liang."

Regardless of whether there are Immortal Masters of Genealogy or Wild Cultivators of Shanze, there are actually three types of monks in the world. The first type is, for example, practicing Taoism with Fu Lu Yu Xuan and Huo Long Zhenren, singing poems with Su Zi and Liu Qi, and in the Bamboo Sea Cave. Drinking Qingshen wine at a banquet, or playing chess with Fu Xi among the colorful clouds... To forge iron, you need to be tough. This kind of person is the most popular when walking down the mountain. Most of them are the founders of a certain mountain. The younger you are, the more confident you are. For example, swordsman Xiu Zuoru and martial artist Cao Ci.

The second type, with the help of great ancestors, good teachers, and good own qualifications, there is hope for a great path and hope for reaching the top. For example, the Confucian Temple Yuan Yu and the Baidi City Gu Can.

The worst person can only rely on the name of the sect to pull off the tiger's skin.

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed for a while. How to explain? As long as you don't move the Li Sheng, it's really hard to explain.

But the girl in front of me seems to be a female ghost. Could it be that she wandered here in a dream?

Chen Pingan had no choice but to hold his fists and apologize: "It's my fault for accidentally entering this place by mistake. I'm here to wait for a ferry to dock. As soon as the ferry arrives, it will leave immediately. If it is not appropriate to stay here, , I can go to sea immediately and wait for the ferry."

If Shanhaizong insists on asking for guilt, apologizing is useless, and he will have no choice but to run away.

Fortunately, Nalan Xianxiu took a few more glances at the man in green shirt carrying a sword, and just smiled and said: "You don't look like a pervert. Since you came here by mistake and apologized, then so be it. It's rare to meet someone in the world." In the field, just wait for the ferry in peace, there is no need to go out to sea with your sword, you and I can enjoy the scenery separately."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and thanked him, thinking that it would be better to swim to the sea in the wind and stay here. After all, it was a bit inappropriate. But before he could say anything, the old female ancestor who swallowed clouds and smoke smiled and said: "Why, Just because you are a swordsman, why don't you give me face?"

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to sit down cross-legged, look at the sea without squinting, clasp his hands and breathe out, quietly and no longer speak.

Anyway, it only takes half an hour.

The three people not far away did not move. There was no such reason.

It was as if the two parties were so close to each other, each doing his own thing and each speaking his own words.

In fact, this is not the case everywhere in life.

Chen Ping'an had previously visited Liu Cha at the Gong De Forest. He had no intention of chatting with Liu Cha, who was once the best swordsman in the wild world in terms of swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

After Sheng Xiping helped open the forbidden door to the secret realm, Chen Pingan found the bearded ranger who was sitting by the lake fishing.

Chen Ping'an sat aside and asked curiously: "Do you have any deeper intention in naming the founding disciple Bamboo Fence?"

Liu Cha said: "It's almost as you guessed."

The old swordsman Dong Sangeng of the Great Wall of Sword Qi originally had a sword that was ten feet high, but it was broken on the side of the wild world. Dong Sangen used a bamboo basket to hold the head of an ascended demon, and after returning to his hometown, he cast it He bought a new sword named Bamboo Fence.

Although he was a prisoner, Liu Cha looked indifferent. In fact, there was nothing to talk about with the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, but Liu Cha was willing to talk more about this matter.

"The sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, for thousands of years, I have only admired Dong Sangen."

"If it were me who traveled around the vast world and used his sword skills like him, I would have died countless times."

"I met A Liang in my hometown back then. The reason why the two of us became friends was largely because A Liang claimed to be Dong Sangen's lifelong friend. The guy said it sincerely, and I believed him."

Knowing the answer, Chen Pingan was actually satisfied. After watching Liu Cha's fishing for a while, he couldn't hold it back and said, "Senior, when you fish like this, to be honest, it's just like eating hot pot and having the soup splash on your face. It's spicy." Eye."

Liu Cha remained silent.

The scholars of Jianqi Great Wall are not listening to what they say.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the fish basket, "To be able to catch so many fish, it's really not because of the skills of my predecessors. Either the fish were hungry and panicked and were anxious to reincarnate, or their luck was really bad, similar to the drunkards on the roadside who fell into the gutter. .”

Liu Cha asked: "Is it particular?"

I still practice swordsmanship here, but I have no interest in reading, so I can only spend my time fishing. Liu Cha deliberately gave up his identity as a Qi practitioner, otherwise it would be completely boring.

Chen Pingan asked back: "What do you think, senior?"

If you talk to me about this, there won’t be anyone in the Fourteenth Ascension Realm, they will all be juniors.

Liu Cha thought for a while and said: "Mermaid water, pole hook bait, I think that's all."

Chen Ping'an was a little unsure of Liu Cha's words and asked, "Senior, are you here to fight with me, or do you really think it's that simple?"

Liu Cha stopped talking.

Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment and said, "I'll have a sword fight with my senior again in the future."

Liu Cha smiled and asked, "Why?"

Chen Ping'an squatted down, picked up a few stones, and gently threw them into the water. "Senior is so heroic, and I admire you so much. There are just a few things that I didn't do properly."

Liu Cha laughed and said, "Whatever. I hope you won't keep me waiting for a long time. If it only takes two or three hundred years, it won't be a big problem."

Although this swordsman with a big beard had used his sword several times in Haoran Tianxia, ​​it was not out of his heart, but Liu Cha didn't think this was a reason.

In the final analysis, my swordsmanship is still not high enough. When we passed the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall, we had not yet reached the Fourteenth Realm. Otherwise, why would we care about the opinions of the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain and Zhou Mi?

Chen Pingan clapped his hands, stood up and left.

Liu Cha was stunned and turned his head suddenly.

I saw that guy standing at the "doorway" of Gongde Forest, waving his hands and saying with a smile: "Fishing, keep fishing, senior, continue, the small fish have run away, you can wait for the big fish."

Liu Cha had no choice but to make an exception and glanced at the fish swimming in the lake. He was hit again and again with stones by the guy, and there was a shitty catch.

Good guy, he's even worse than that A-Liang.

Liu Cha looked at the lake and said, "If you can, please send a message to the bamboo basket for me."

After Chen Ping'an stepped through the door, he leaned back and asked, "Which sentence?"

Liu Cha smiled and said: "Tell him to become the strongest person in the wild world."

Chen Pingan nodded and agreed.

Liu Cha asked: "I helped you, but you asked for nothing?"

Chen Ping'an kept that posture, thought for a long time, and then shook his head, "Save it first?"

Liu Cha raised his hand.

Chen Pingan threw over a booklet written by himself, which contained detailed experiences on fishing.

Liu Cha took it, put it in his sleeve, and said thank you.

According to Li Huai's statement, Chen Ping'an will also find a few things to do to relax during his future years of practicing on the mountain. He doesn't have any big ideas, it's really just to relax.

For example, if you go down the mountain and become an anonymous school master, if you don't have enough knowledge, you will only teach the children in a certain village school how to read and write. It may not be the boundary of Longzhou near Luopo Mountain, but farther away. Or you can work as a teacher in Lotus Root Blessed Land.

Another example is that I occasionally travel far away in the wind, to rivers and lakes thousands of miles away, fishing alone, carrying a few bottles of wine, and cooking myself a pot of fish soup.

If making money is for living, life cannot be just about making money.

So going up the mountain to practice is life, and life cannot just be practice.

It's just that you can't slack off in practicing swordsmanship, earning money to practice martial arts, and studying and studying.

Chen Pingan opened his eyes and still found no trace of the night ship.

There are three people around, probably because they are in their own territory. Xianxiu Nalan has already taken out his embroidery bag and exchanged some dry cigarettes. She has a cold temper and doesn't like to talk much. The other two are more talkative, especially the girl's appearance. The ghosts seemed to be particularly interested in young talents such as Cao Ci, Fu Xi, and Xu Bai. They chatted with the quirky little girl. The little girl thought Cao Ci was more beautiful, and she called him Fei. Sister Cui, however, said that Fu Xi was better because the chief disciple of the city lord of Baidi City was a sword cultivator. Compared to those who practiced martial arts, he was certainly more elegant and elegant.

The little girl glanced at the sword cultivator in blue shirt and felt that the person next to her seemed not that good.

Chen Pingan just pretended not to hear or see anything.

Unexpectedly, while we were chatting, Feicui started talking about the boxing competition in the Confucian Temple. It turned out that in just a few days, the news had spread from the Confucian Temple to the Shanhaizong.

There are so many things in the world, but there are always a few things that people talk about. Just like some people will stand out from the crowd, and some things will be refreshing.

The little girl seemed a little unhappy. She had been chattering all the time, but suddenly she stopped talking.

Maybe he was fighting for Cao Ci? Do you think that some hidden official slapped Cao Ci in the face because he didn't respect the moral principles of the world?

Feicui had a carefree temperament. She turned to the man with a dull gourd and said proactively: "You are a sword cultivator, at least an immortal, right? You must have good vision. So what do you think the outcome of that boxing contest will be if the two sides decide life and death?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I don't know much about the art of Zijing Wufu, so I can't jump to conclusions. But I guess that as long as I ask Cao Ci about boxing, whether it is victory or defeat or life and death, it can be determined with one hand at most. In addition, Haoran the world, all Wu Fu will lose 100% of the time, there won’t be any suspense.”

Among them are Pei Bei, Song Changjing, Zhang Tiaoxia and Li Er.

The little girl who was originally sick raised her eyebrows. After hearing these fair words, she became happy again, shook her head, and said with high spirits: "What a hidden official, what a sword fairy in blue, such a bad temper, this guy needs to be dealt with." Well, if it were me who was the Immortal Yunqi from Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, hehe, how could I change it to Zheng Juzhong, hehe. If that guy dared to stand next to me, hehehe."

Chen Pingan, who was sitting aside, nodded slightly in agreement, agreeing with the little girl's view.

The little girl who had been secretly looking at this person from the corner of her eye extended her thumb and said, "This Sword Immortal speaks well and has excellent eyesight. He looks... not bad. You will be my friend from now on!"

Chen Pingan smiled warmly and nodded gently.

Naturally, the little girl's origin as a mountain spirit was immediately apparent.

The little girl asked casually: "You are waiting for the ferry. Where are you going?"

Chen Pingan said: "Go to Beiju Luzhou."

The little girl said oh and said in an old-fashioned way: "Your hometown is Luzhou in Beiju. It's a great place. No wonder there are many swordsmen there. But my hometown is Baopingzhou. I'll take you there to play in the future."

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask any more questions.

How come this little girl with a low level of cultivation seems to have a high status in the Shanhai Sect when she crosses continents to the Middle Earth Divine Continent?

Although he doesn't know the reason, Chen Ping'an has a better impression of Shanhaizong.

Nalan Xianxiu tapped the stone cliff with the dry tobacco pole, and then took out some tobacco leaves from the bag. She raised her head and glanced at the sky. She was in a daze.

She came back to her senses and asked with a smile: "You also like to smoke dry cigarettes?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "I've never smoked it."

She smiled and said, "Actually, it's more interesting than drinking as an alcoholic."

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

In addition to the bamboos in Qingshen Mountain, Chen Ping'an will go to Luo Lo Mountain with Feng Yuan, the cross-continental ferry of the Xuanmi Dynasty. This time, Chen Ping'an returned from the Confucian Temple meeting with a full load.

The pot of calamus presented by the God of Jiuyi Mountain, and the origami black-clothed swallow presented by the Tiger Lady of Yanzhi Mountain were both taken out of the gentleman's shelf and given to Chen Ping'an.

As for the box of powder, Chen Pingan accepted it without hesitation, feeling particularly at ease. Otherwise, would he have given it to his senior fellow apprentices? Or give it to Senior Brother Jun Qian?

There is no need to waste everything.

Chen Pingan accepted these three items at that time.

Chen Pingan confiscated the rest. No matter how much his husband tried to persuade him, he just refused.

The reason is very good. There will be more and more disciples in the future. You must have something of your own. How can you do it if you are always so easy-going?

But before parting, Mr. Liu Caishen still gave the close-at-hand object that Liu Caishen accidentally left behind to the close disciple, saying that this thing would be used by Luopo Mountain for big business in the future. Anyway, as long as Luopo Mountain made money. Money means that the literary saint lineage has made money.

At the same time, the old scholar smiled and took out two scrolls from his sleeves. Let Chen Pingan guess.

In fact, Chen Pingan didn't need to guess. He knew that it must be the work of two seniors, Su Zi and Liu Qi.

Chen Pingan feels that he has a good habit of listening and persuading.

For example, I quickly listened to the words of Master Huolong. In business, if you are thin-skinned, you will really not succeed.

Young people must listen to the old sayings of the old people, and they must do what they hear.

So when Chen Ping'an heard that Immortal Yunqi had not left Aotou Mountain, he immediately sent a secret letter to the owner of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, whom he had never met before.

Immortal Yun Jie quickly wrote back quietly and sent something to Gong De Lin.

It's the white jade Ganoderma lucidum with the rank of half-immortal soldier.

Not only did Yun Jie feel no pain when he cut his flesh like this, he was actually willing to do so and felt relieved.

Yun Jie's awe for the Lord of Baidi City has been exaggerated beyond measure.

Zheng Juzhong's behavior is really unbelievable. He was able to hide it from the outside world. One of his clones gradually became a closed disciple of the Literary Sage lineage? !

This makes sense, why a foreigner, at a young age, can become the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall and return to the vast world alive.

Could it be that this is a huge deal between Zheng Juzhong and the embroidered tiger Cui Chan, the literary sage and the old scholar, and the Chinese Confucian Temple? !

Could it be that the first mover in this chess game was Caiyun Game back then?

Look, this first move on the chessboard has been deliberately made known to the world, but what is the result? Haven't you successfully hid it from all the monks in the world?

After Yun Jie secretly sent the white jade Ganoderma lucidum to Gongde Forest, the immortal walked to the courtyard from the bottom of his heart, and then headed towards the direction of Panshui County. He murmured words in his heart, bowed and bowed for a long time, and could not stand up for a long time.

Of course Chen Ping'an didn't see that scene, but he could roughly imagine the state of mind of Immortal Yun Jie.

A priceless piece of white jade Ganoderma lucidum, with two lines of inscriptions carved on it, has a very good meaning.

A man who has been crystal clear and flawless for thousands of years, the home of the fragrance of orchid for hundreds of generations.

With this semi-immortal weapon, the expenses incurred at Baofengzhai in Yiaozhou Island, plus the credit account for purchasing bamboo from Qingshen Mountain, will be repaid.

Far far away on the sea, a bright sword light rose into the sky.

Chen Pingan looked up.

Nalan Xianxiu narrowed her eyes, then turned to look at the young man. She knew his identity.

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On the other side of Wenjin Ferry, a pink Taoist robe landed on a ferry that had just set off. Liu Chicheng casually threw a Grain Rain coin to the ferry steward to see off fellow Taoist Taoist Taoist priest Taoting.

As a result, he saw a scrawny old blind man in the cabin. Liu Chicheng, who was originally going to have a good meal with Taoting, just said hello to Taoting and came and went in a hurry.

Liu Chicheng couldn't afford to offend someone who even Guo Outing dared to beat casually. Of course, the most fundamental reason was that his senior brother was no longer in Panshui County.

In the house, the old blind man and Li Huai were sitting, the young Taoist stood, not daring to breathe, there was the bonsai on the table, and an old tree spirit from the south of the city stood on the "top of the mountain".

The old blind man asked: "Li Huai, do you want to have a servant girl with smart hands and feet? I can go to the wild world to help you catch her."

Li Huai rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to the old blind man.

The old blind man was used to it, so he turned around. The tree spirit had just claimed to have met an ancient sword immortal named Chunyang. The latter was born in the lineage of Taoist sword immortals. He had consulted him on swordsmanship and gave him some casual advice. The latter's realm was Went up.

The old blind man asked: "You have such a loud voice, did you grow up drinking the northwest wind?"

The old tree spirit was not happy when he heard this. He put his hands on his hips and asked loudly: "Li Huai, who is this guy? He has such an aggressive tone?"

Li Huai said with a smile: "I still don't know the names of most of my masters."

The old tree spirit was silent in silence. Looking at the young Taoist, he looked like he was a good Taoist. He could call Liu Daochun a brother and a brother. He was not in the Jade Pu Realm. Since the young Taoist was Li Huai's retainer, then the old blind man in front of him was Li Huai. Huai's master is in the realm of immortals and most likely cannot escape. If he is in the Baofengzhai, it doesn't matter if he is an immortal. Today he is down and out and has to live under someone else's roof. He still has to judge the situation carefully, so he didn't talk to that person who likes to talk all over the place. What the hell is this old blind man talking about?

The old blind man turned his head and faced the Ascension Realm of Peach Pavilion, "Taoist Haoran Nen? Why does such a famous name sound a bit like Haoran Baiye, Talisman Yuxian?"

The old man in yellow had a dry smile on his face, "I was given the nickname by the young master when I came to travel around the world. I am worried that if I don't have a nickname to accompany me when I go out with the young master, I will easily make my young master look down upon by others."

The old blind man laughed and waved, and Taoting was suddenly pulled over. He had to bend down and tilt his head. His head was caught by the five hook-like fingers. He obediently maintained such a funny posture. Taoting did not dare to hide at all.

Under the fingers, it clicks and becomes crispy.

Taoting didn't dare to say anything.

The old tree spirit trembled when he saw it, and quickly turned around, not daring to look at it, but he was horrified by what he heard.

This old blind man is not a good person.

Li Huai quickly stood up and slapped the old blind man on the arm, "Okay, okay, don't bully me like this all the time. Just close the door at home and save some face for me outside."

The old blind man let go of his hand and slapped Taoting on the side of his face, causing the latter to fall to the ground. He said in his heart: "If you continue to show off your power and prestige like this in the future, it will bring many accidents to Li Huai. Slap him." Kill you."

But on the bright side, the old blind man took out a yellowed book from his sleeve and threw it on Taoting. "Guarding the road along the way, there is no credit, only hard work. This is the first half of the Mountain Refining Technique, and the second half, talk about it later."

Taoting held the book in both hands, her eyes red and extremely excited.

As the ancestor of chasing mountains in the wild world, needless to say, he was not much worse than Yuan Shou in driving mountains and relocating mountains, but the only thing he did after that was Lianshan, which was much inferior to that Yuan Shou. Otherwise, it would be Taoting's turn to sit on the throne. If Yuan is the leader, he should be called Brother Taoting. Instead of wandering secretly on the edge of Shiwanda Mountain twice, if you find an opportunity, you will eat yourself.

Why was Taoting willing to be a watchdog for the old blind man? Wasn't he just following this Mountain Refining Technique?

Li Huai slapped the table and asked, "Is this what you mean by being a wise man?!"

The young Taoist had just gotten a huge advantage and felt that there was a bit of tension in the room. If there was a fight, it would definitely be him and not Uncle Li who would suffer in the end, so he started to move away.

The old blind man nodded.

Unexpectedly, Li Huai smiled happily, walked around behind the old blind man, rubbed his shoulders and slapped his back, and whispered: "This time, I won't do it next time."

When they return home this time, if their parents and Li Liu know such a thing, how can they laugh so hard?

Besides, there is also the brother-in-law whom I have never met. I heard that he comes from a scholarly family in Luzhou, Beiju, so I can't let my sister marry into this family and look down upon her husband's family. Now that he has a younger brother who is a wise man in the academy, he can speak more forcefully.

Li Huai reminded: "Have we agreed? Gentlemen, don't come here. Don't mess around. Otherwise, if I get impatient with you, most of our master-disciple relationship will fade away."

The old blind man still nodded.

The title of gentleman is nothing. When the time comes, let the Confucian Temple directly give it to the Academy Headmaster. However, judging from Li Huai's temper, it seems that he never likes to stand out. If the mountain chief is too eye-catching, the deputy mountain chief is just right.

As a master, you have to carefully weigh and think carefully about what you give to your disciples. Whether or not you accept it in the end depends on the disciple's mood.

The pair of master and disciple, the old blind man and Li Huai, are indeed rare.

Li Huai sat back down and continued to read a novel about rivers and lakes. He suddenly raised his head and smiled at the old blind man: "I just saw a saying in the book that old trees have flowers but no ugly branches. Master, when you were young, It shouldn’t look bad, right?”

The old blind man smiled and nodded, "It's not bad. Chen Qingdu and Long Jun were always jealous of this back then."

The young Taoist looked at an old blind man with a blooming face.

The old blind man is the one who dislikes turning over almanacs the most.

But on Li Huai's side, everyone was willing to talk about this.

The old tree spirit asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"

The old blind man asked: "Who is it?"

The old tree spirit wiped the sweat from his forehead and did not dare to speak.

The old blind man stood up and said, "In the future, during my studies, I will go to Shiwanda Mountain when I have time."

Li Huai then stood up and said that he would wait a moment, took out a package from the book box, handed it to the old blind man, and said with a smile: "These are just some miscellaneous books. When I go back there, I will treat it as a pastime."

The old blind man put it in his sleeve, stepped out, and returned to the wilderness.

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At three o'clock that day, Old Zhouzi Gu Qingsong walked sneakily at night, hiding his traces along the way, and touched the Gongde Forest. He had a good talk with the Jingsheng Xiping before he agreed to help inform him.

Gu Qingsong is so easy to talk to when asking for help, otherwise you and Xi Ping would be like jumping out of a stone and talking nonsense to you. It doesn’t matter if the backer is a Confucian temple, or if it’s the most holy teacher, we are both scholars, so who is taller and who is shorter?

Gu Qingsong finally met Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan cupped his fists and said, "Senior Gu."

Gu Qingsong waved his hand, "Don't worry about these seniorities, some are some, some are not, it's pretentious or not."

In fact, Gu Qingsong said this to himself. Otherwise, if Chen Ping'an respectfully calls him "Gu Laozu, Gu Lao Xianjun", what's the problem?

Or in terms of other generations, then he should be considered the same generation as Mrs. Gui. If you, Chen Pingan, call Mrs. Gui aunt, aren't you his junior?

Who knows, one day this kid will call himself uncle.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingsong felt that even if he called him Brother Chen or Uncle Chen tonight, it wouldn't be a loss.

Anyway, I will return it in the future. When the time comes, I will take Mrs. Gui, who has become a Taoist couple, and stay in Luolu Mountain. I will hang out in front of this kid every day when I have nothing to do.

Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Does Mrs. Gui hate you?"

Lao Zhouzi said confidently: "Of course I don't hate you. Whether you like me or not, I can't say for the time being."

Originally, as long as the old god Gu Qingsong and Gu were annoying, Chen Pingan could send him away with just a few words.

For example, if you want Mrs. Gui to like you, the first step is not to hate you. How not to hate you is to like her silently from a distance. In this way, Mrs. Gui can also be clean, and it will not delay Gu Qingsong from continuing to like Gui. lady. As a result, when Gu Qingsong said this, Chen Pingan had no choice but to change his approach and change the question, saying it very humanly, "Mrs. Gui is my elder, do you think it is appropriate for me to teach you how to like her?" "

Gu Qingsong frowned and said: "Stop talking nonsense, teach you knowledge, and I will give you money."

What are you talking about? Don’t you just want money? I have.

I have wandered alone in the vast waters of the four seas for so many years. Even the officials of the fat woman's Lushui pit, whenever they see me at sea, they will take the initiative to give way and obediently avoid my sharp edges.

Not to mention the little shrimps like the female cultivators of the Yulong Sect in the early years. I just drop a piece of bamboo grass and it can stir up huge waves on the sea.

You kid, go to the Confucian Temple and look through the old almanac. Who was the hero who flooded the Eighteen Islands without hurting anyone?

Of course, Chen Ping'an would not really teach this old boatman any "Taoism", so he just talked about it casually. However, Gu Qingsong listened intently from beginning to end, nodding his head from time to time. It seemed that he had hit the target by mistake, and he really meant what he said. Has your heart gone up?

Gu Qingsong finally said: "Tell me what you want, don't be pretentious, I don't have time to talk in circles with you."

Chen Ping'an said frankly and honestly: "I would like to ask my senior for advice on a life-saving escape technique."

The reason couldn't be simpler. With Gu Qingsong's temper, if he didn't have a few special skills, he would definitely not be so "easy" just from falling from the immortal to the jade.

Gu Qingsong hesitated. If Mrs. Gui wanted to learn, he would definitely give her all his money to teach her. Except for Mrs. Gui, he was not willing to do it. This was a rare skill.

Gu Qingsong said angrily: "What is my name now?"

Chen Ping'an could only say: "Gu Qingsong."

Lao Zhouzi sneered: "I think your kid's brain is not as bright as the outside world reports."

Gu Qingsong, looking back at Qingshui Mountain Pine.

In the hidden place of Haoran, find an unknown river and an ancient pine, and refine the two together.

Chen Pingan had made some guesses before, but even if he verified what he was thinking, it was still not appropriate to reveal the secret.

After all, the key point is the content of the Taoist formula. Just knowing what is happening without knowing why is meaningless.

Gu Qingsong then explained the mystery and said smugly: "You can't think of it, right?"

Chen Ping'an had a look of astonishment on his face, but he wasn't overly surprised. He was surprised, a little admired, and a little coveted.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qingsong glanced at the young official, spat, and cursed, "Damn, you are a thief."

Chen Pingan was really confused now, how did Gu Qingsong see it.

Gu Qingsong said angrily: "Stop guessing. I have a secret method that I have learned by myself. I can distinguish right from wrong in a rough way."

Otherwise, why do you think I was chosen by Master to help punt the boat out to sea? Is it because I am easy to cheat money from?

Chen Pingan thought for a while, but gave up the idea of ​​seeking Taoist secrets, changed the subject, and asked: "Senior Gu, why are you so obsessed with Mrs. Gui?"

Gu Qingsong was silent for a long time, sighed and said, "Before I met her, I had never dreamed of such a beautiful girl."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and smiled: "Then I won't send senior away."

Gu Qingsong asked in confusion: "Aren't you going to learn this magical power?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "Forget it, I won't force it. I just hope that when Senior Gu meets the children of Luoluoshan in the future, he will be willing to take care of him a little more."

Gu Qingsong nodded, "I never thought you were a kind-hearted person. I can agree to this matter, just let it be a thousand years. In the future, whenever I meet monks or warriors from Luolu Mountain, I will ignore it under normal circumstances, but as long as it is a critical situation At the critical moment, I will help.”

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.

Gu Qingsong waved his hand, hurriedly left Gongdelin, caught up with a ferry, and found Mrs. Gui who had returned to Aquarius Continent. Lao Zhouzi spoke to her heartfelt words.

The general meaning is that he did a lot of stupid things before, on Osmanthus Island and on the night boat, because he didn't know how to behave. I guarantee that such wishful thinking will never happen again. I didn't understand it before, but now I understand, and I feel that if you really like someone, you can't just like someone blindly.

Mrs. Gui looked calm, but rarely interrupted Lao Zhouzi's words, and her eyes were somewhat serious.

But she smiled in her heart. Xiancha was so good at talking today, it must be the credit of that boy Chen Ping'an.

I believe that soon the Osmanthus Island in Old Dragon City will receive a letter of apology from Chen Pingan explaining the matter.

Actually, that doesn't have to be the case. She's not stupid and can guess it.

With Xiancha's temper, who in the world can listen to his truth? Those from Li Sheng would probably be willing to listen, and so would those from Li Xisheng and Zhou Li. It's just that these three people will definitely not teach Xiancha to talk like this.

In fact, Mrs. Gui was not really moved by these words, but felt that it was not easy for this old boatman to be willing to spend so much trouble and trouble.

She finally said softly: "Xiancha, I'm sorry that I can't respond to your love."

Lao Zhouzi scratched his head and said something that was just his true thoughts, "It's something like that, it's something like that, as long as you don't find me annoying, I'll be happy."

Mrs. Gui sighed, "You also have a direct disciple on Osmanthus Island. Occasionally go there to sit and try to help him break through as soon as possible."

As the King of Nanyue Mountain, Fan Junmao has fallen into many situations, and the Fan family is in urgent need of a new person to worship him in the upper five realms.

Mrs. Gui reminded: "Don't think too much."

Xiancha said categorically: "Don't think too much!"

What a misunderstanding, how could there be a misunderstanding? This is just a mistake in the horoscope!

Brother Chen, oh no, Uncle Chen, you are so damn wise!

If I had known that I would not be stingy with that magical power at Gong De Lin.

Mrs. Gui knew at a glance that this guy had misunderstood, but she didn't bother to say anything more.

After Old Zhouzi Xiancha left the ferry, he first shrunk down to the mountains and rivers through a few unique secret techniques left to him by Lu Chen. His supernatural powers were vast and even surpassed those of the ordinary ascension realm. He found the night boat and began to stalk her. He insisted on boarding the boat and vowed that he would never do anything wrong.

When it comes to finding night ships, Xiancha can be said to be the best person in the world.

The captain's master appeared at the bow of the boat, overlooking the small boat on the sea, smiled and joked: "If I remember correctly, didn't I say you won't come even if I beg you?"

Xiancha held bamboo mugwort in his hand and asked confidently: "Did you beg me?"

If you ask, I won’t come. If you don’t ask, I will come.

Master Zhang was speechless for a moment.

Xiancha said: "I'm just looking for Mrs. Li from Lingxi City. I'll leave after having a word with her."

Master Zhang smiled and asked, "Please help Mrs. Gui write a poem?"

Old Zhouzi complained: "Captain Zhang, you are so old, but you like to ask questions so much. Open the door and make way, and just stay aside and cool down."

After a lot of entanglement, Lao Zhouzi successfully arrived at Lingxi City and really just said a word before leaving.

Then Lao Zhouzi shouted at the top of his voice: "Captain?"

no respond.

"Mr. Zhang, where is he? Stop pretending to be deaf and dumb, I know you are here."

Still the world is silent.

So Lao Zhouzi began to curse, "Your uncle, let me get off the boat. If you continue to be so unjust, the mountains are high and the rivers are long. Remember to be careful in the future..."

It was the first time Xiancha traveled on a night boat. At that time, Lu Chen was by his side, so he naturally came and left whenever he wanted.

Later, when she boarded the ship for the second time, Mrs. Li felt annoyed and asked the shipowner to send this man off the ship.

This time, getting off the boat was suspended. Unexpectedly, Xiancha sneered and left the ferry directly by relying on the secret method that was not taught to Chen Pingan. However, the injury was not serious, and the fall was not enough, but at least the Taoist practice of cultivating the spirit and refining qi for hundreds of years was used up.

Mrs. Li smiled and said: "You will definitely be resented."

Master Zhang said: "Ignore him."

He asked curiously: "What did Xiancha say before?"

As a ship owner, it wasn't that I couldn't hear, but I just deliberately didn't listen out of respect for Lingxi City.

Mrs. Li said: "He suggested to me a candidate for the city master."

Master Zhang said: "Chen Ping'an?"

Mrs. Li nodded.

Master Zhang smiled and said: "On the surface, he is the most unsuitable for Lingxi City."

The Night Ship is preparing to open up four new cities, and the number of cities will increase from twelve to sixteen. His earliest idea was to let Chen Pingan occupy one of the new cities.

Master Zhang turned his head and asked, "Do you really want to travel far away?"

Moreover, this woman’s journey will mark her farewell to heaven and earth.

She nodded and said: "It was on the ferry that I learned about the boat owner's prose. The lake was full of sounds of people and birds, the sky, clouds, mountains and rivers were all white, and there were two or three mustard seeds in the people's boat pavilion... I have been in Lin'an for a long time. I never knew that the snow scene over there could be so moving. So I planned to leave after watching a heavy snowfall and 'drink three big whites to say goodbye', but I didn't know if I had the capacity to drink."

Master Zhang asked: "What should I do with Lingxi?"

Mrs. Li said: "It's better to stay here. Life has just begun and it shouldn't end here."

The antlered boy who likes to wear sleeves with both hands, stretched out his sleeves, bowed to Master Zhang and asked, "Shipmaster, can I accompany my master to disembark? I may not be able to board the ship in the future."

Master Zhang smiled and nodded: "Why not? The freest thing in the world is knowledge. No matter where Lingxi is, isn't he always sailing at night?"

Mrs. Li and the young man with antlers bowed to the captain and said goodbye together.

After Master Zhang laughed, he bowed solemnly and returned the courtesy, saying softly: "I am lucky to meet Mr. Lin'an in this life."

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On the top floor of Bai Yujing, Lu Chen sat on the railing, clasped his fists like the martial artist, swayed hard a few times, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, senior brother, you are really invincible."

Yu Dou turned his head and found this junior brother, smiling playfully and saying joking words, but his eyes were like Gujing Youxuan.

He asked: "What's the explanation?"

Lu Chen rubbed his chin, "No solution. The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge."

Yu Dou sneered: "This is not the reason why you are lingering here and not going to Tianwaitian."

Lu Chen complained endlessly, "I really don't want to go. It's all hard work. In the world of Qing Ming, can a genius emerge and solve this problem once and for all?"

Yu Dou was speechless.

Knowing that his junior brother Lu Chen was complaining about his attack that year, Wenjian Daxuan Duguan.

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The cliff on the Shanhaizong side.

Nalan Xianxiu put the cigarette rod on his waist, stood up and said, "Let's go."

The girl Feicui helped the little girl roll up the bamboo mat. While the little girl was busy, she went to the green-shirted guest and said, "Sword Immortal, don't forget, we are friends, and we will visit each other more often in the future."

Chen Pingan agreed with a smile.

The little girl finally held the rolled-up bamboo mat and left in a swaggering manner, but she couldn't help but think of the parting that year, so her steps slowed down.

At that time, the little girl was picked up by an older sister. In the latter's hometown, they sat on the first stroke of the word "天", and the latter sat in the middle, looking at the distant place not so far away, a place called Luolu Mountain. The place.

At this moment, the little girl glanced at the sky, lowered her head with red eyes, raised her arm to wipe her eyes, and said dullly: "The biggest villain in the world is that Chen Pingan."

Chen Ping'an just stared ahead, looking at the sea, silent.