Sword of Coming

The trip to the Confucian Temple, plus the trip to Luzhou in Beiju, was fruitful. Chen Pingan was ready to take stock of his belongings, rolled up his sleeves, breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his hands.

Looking at that posture, it looks like a saint is sitting in the small world.

Zhou Mili and the white-haired boy sat next to each other, one lying on the table, eyes wide open, waiting to see what happened. A sickly man was busy patting the table, one after another. He boarded the ship earlier and was settled by the late Qiu Hou, the ancestor of the Yinguan. He said that he liked patting the table, so he had to pat it ten thousand times, otherwise he would end up in Luolu Mountain. Don’t even think about it, disciples.

Chen Pingan took out three things from his sleeves, which were gifts given by two great tigers from China to congratulate his husband at the Gongde Forest. Among them, Jiuyi Mountain God gave a pot of calamus, and Yanzhi Mountain Zhu Yuxian gave twelve A box of rouge and gouache, and an extremely rare origami swallow in black clothing.

The white-haired boy glanced at it and was not interested. He slapped the table silently with one hand and yawned with the other. When he saw the Yinguan Ancestor coming with a sideways look, he immediately said decisively: "Heavy treasure! Which one is not a mountain-building treasure."

Chen Ping'an rotated the small pot with his fingers and introduced with a smile: "This pot of calamus may not look big, but it is actually a thousand years old. If you see a small drop of water on the tip of the leaf, it is all due to literary luck. Jiuyi Mountain is still there. There are pots of water that last for three thousand years, and the condensed droplets of cultural energy are even larger, as big as a copper coin. But don’t underestimate such a small drop of water. If it is placed at the source of a river or stream, wherever it flows, there will be cultural energy. Well, maybe one day there will be an imperial examination scholar from a small vassal country in the towns and villages along the way within a few hundred miles. Even if he can't win the gold medal, he can still increase his talents and write brilliant works."

Pei Qian asked curiously: "Master, how much is this little thing worth?"

Chen Ping'an said: "The income is too small and the water flow is long, so if this thing is sold to a large sect, twenty grain rain coins are not too expensive, and a small sect will not find it cheap to spend one grain rain coin."

The white-haired boy couldn't help it anymore and asked: "This Jiuyi Mountain God's family is very poor, otherwise why should he give this thing to Master Literary Saint as a gift?"

During the New Year's Eve celebration, no one who came to watch and celebrate was so casual.

Ning Yao smiled and said: "Things are rare and valuable, especially things that enhance cultural fortune. They are rare but hard to come by. What's more, twenty Grain Rain coins are really not a small amount of money."

Xiao Mili thought for a while and said, "We can put this pot of calamus in the lotus root blessed land, so that the fertilizer and water will not flow to other people's fields."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Half and half. Those drops of literary luck, Luopo Mountain and Lotus Root Blessed Land are half and half."

Xiaomi Li nodded, "It's also great to benefit the village and do good deeds without leaving a name."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's great that the right protector can think so."

Xiaomi Li smiled shyly.

Chen Pingan gently patted the long bamboo box containing rouge and gouache and looked at Ning Yao. She shook her head. Chen Pingan turned to look at Pei Qian, who also shook his head.

Pei Qian suddenly asked: "Master, can I give it to Sister Shi, Cen Yuanji and Yuanbao?"

Chen Pingan pushed the bamboo box to Pei Qian and said with a smile: "What's wrong with this? It's a very good thing."

Then Chen Pingan twisted the origami swallow in black clothes and said: "If it is placed on the plaque of the ancestral home or on the roof beam, it will be like having an extra incense lover in the family. The closer it is to the famous mountains, the better. Let's Luolu Mountain is close to Piyun Mountain, look, is it a coincidence?"

Chen Ping'an looked at Ning Yao and said: "This female tiger from Yanzhi Mountain, whose Taoist name is Kucai, isn't it interesting? That little girl from the Shao Yuan Dynasty, remember, the one named Zhu Mei, the little follower beside Jun Bi .”

Ning Yao thought for a while and nodded. It seems that Zhu Mei later liked to hang around Yu Xuanfu. In fact, the little girl had a good heart and decent qualifications. If I remember correctly, she also obtained a sword intention at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It is said that when Zhu Mei was very young, for no reason, he once traveled to Yanzhi Mountain in his dream and met this female tiger, and the two parties concluded a contract. Generally speaking, this kind of blessing is, It’s only in the book.”

Xiao Mili said with longing: "Good Lord Mountain, will you write a similar landscape story for me in the future? For example, when I was a child, I took a nap at Dumb Lake and dreamed of Luolu Mountain?"

Chen Ping'an joked: "Isn't that a lie?"

Xiao Mili grinned, "Good Mountain Master, it's up to you. I didn't write the book, so I don't care whether it deceives people or not."

As for the close-knit item that the Liu family of Ai Aizhou accidentally forgot to take away, Chen Pingan planned to give it to Cao Qinglang. When he became the head of the next sect, it was inevitable to welcome and send it away. Cao Qinglang no longer had anything to do with the Yupu realm. Because of my magical power, every time I go out, I can't carry a lot of luggage and small packages on my body, and go down the mountain to do business.

Chen Pingan took out two more copybooks by Su Zi and Liu Qi and carefully spread them out on the table.

Xiaomi Li gently reached out and touched the copybook, touched by the fairy spirit, and sighed with emotion, "Oh Su Zi, oh Liu Qi, oh the original."

The white jade Ganoderma lucidum from Immortal Yunqiao of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion has the rank of half-immortal soldier. Without fighting or acquaintance, Chen Ping'an guessed that the relationship between the two parties in the future would only be more allies than the allies who signed the Landscape Contract.

The next time he and Liu Jinglong travel to the Middle-earth Divine Continent, Chen Ping'an has already thought about what kind of meeting gift to give. He can buy a set of chess sets casually in the city below the mountain. It doesn't need to be something from the immortal family or the palace building office on the mountain. The cheaper the price. The simpler, the better.

Chen Ping'an held the white jade Ganoderma lucidum in his arms, and then used a blind trick to instantly transform into the immortal Yunqi with the aura of clouds and water, and his Taoist charm was quite similar to that of a god.

He pinched the Taoist formula with one hand and two fingers, looked around, changed his voice, and said with a smile: "Yun Jie traveled far away, so my Taoist friend stopped to say something."

Ning Yao said: "It's okay to lie to Yu Pu."

Chen Pingan smiled and removed the blindfold and placed the white jade Ganoderma lucidum on the table.

Xiao Mili tugged on the sleeve of the short winter melon next to her. The white-haired boy kept pounding the table. He turned around and asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

Xiaomi Li looked pitifully at this ignorant little fool and said a few nice words to the good mountain master. He didn't know how to do this. He slapped the table, so he didn't feel tired.

On the night boat, Wu Shuangjiang presented a piece of "The Post" that will be hung in the study from now on, as well as the couplet with seven-color characters. It is a veritable treasure. Chen Pingan will post it in the ancestral hall of the lower sect of Tongyezhou. main entrance.

Lin Qingqing, a guest of the Qiu family in Yuzhou, presented him with a landscape-shaped medallion of Laokengtian yellow. Naihe Guanbao, the little monster presented an inkstone with the "Ming Li Du Xing" model. Chen Ping'an planned to put these two pieces on the desk on the first floor of the bamboo building.

Previously, I had some debts with Liu Chicheng and Madam Rouyan at Baofengzhai in Yingying Island. As for the cross-continental ferry that the Xuanmi Dynasty gave away for free, but also took the initiative to pay for repairs, it was called Feiyuan. Chen Pingan met with Mrs. Qingshenshan at the gate of the Confucian Temple, and Xuanmi helped deliver the two connected bamboos and the Wenqi Bamboo to the Niujiaoshan Ferry.

On Yangyun Peak of Suoyun Sect, I got a piece of Sanlang Temple Lingbao Armor and a military strategist's Golden Crow Armor.

From the Shuilong Sect, Sun Jie gave a pair of bull-roaring fish, and Shao Jingzhi gave a midge also known as the Little Black Dragon on the mountain, which could be given to Hongxia and Yunzi respectively, and kept near the Yellow Lake Shanshui Mansion.

It cost eighty grain rain coins to buy a Fushui Island. Li Yuan presented a jade plaque with "Jun Qing Yu Xiang".

Ants move houses and swallows carry mud, helping Luo Luo Shan to increase his family's wealth little by little. I can honestly say that as the owner of the mountain, I have done my best to fulfill my responsibilities.

Ning Yao reminded: "The matter of Caique Mansion's guest is too unusual in the mountain. As the leader, Luo Luoshan, do you want to express it again?"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "It will definitely be needed."

Chen Ping'an had already been worried about helping Caique Mansion express thanks. When he returned to Luopo Mountain, he immediately sent a thank you gift to the three parties. In addition to the few cans of Xiaoxuanbi tea from Caique Mansion, plus the Luopo Mountain A specially made set of bamboo sticks, twenty-four in total, with the names of the twenty-four solar terms written on them and a corresponding poem written by Zhu Lian in small regular script with hairpin flowers, sent to Zhixuanfeng respectively. Yuan Ling Hall, Chongxuan Department Yang Houjue, Duckweed Sword Lake is prosperous. Adding a letter of thanks personally written by Chen Pingan, the courtesy is light but the affection is heavy.

Once Yuan Lingdian reaches the immortal realm, his Taoism will be higher and his killing power will be greater. Moreover, Yuan Lingdian is most likely to become the next head of the several pulse monks of Paidi Peak, but this is just a feeling of Chen Ping'an. For example, in the previous two times, once to send an imitation sword to Chen Ping'an, and once to watch the ceremony at Luolu Mountain, Huolong Zhenren asked Yuan Lingdian, who is known as "the number one person in Luzhou Yupu in Beiju", to appear.

Yang Houjue, whose Taoist name is "Kuan Ni", has long been the real manager of Dayuan Chongxuan Department. The key is that he is relatively young in Yupu realm, but he is highly virtuous and respected. He can practice cultivation and do general affairs without delay. It's a pity that he visited him last time. The emperor of the Dayuan Dynasty failed to see this person. When Emperor Lu heard that Caique Mansion needed a guest minister, he recommended him without hesitation.

Li Cai fought one after another and used his sword too hard, without any regard for his own fundamentals. The sword's heart was damaged and he was seriously injured. Li Cai had completely looked down on the idea of ​​stopping the sword, and he focused more on fighting for the door. He passed down the teachings to his direct disciples, and as the disciple of Li Cai, Rong Chang was the perfect candidate to be the next master of Jianhu Lake.

Even if these three people are suspected of being the transitional sect masters in the future, no matter what, when they were in power, they were still the masters of the sect in Luzhou, Beiju.

Chen Pingan put away the belongings on the table, and Pei Qian took Xiao Mili and the white-haired boy to say goodbye.

Ning Yao asked: "What will we say about sword refining in the future?"

Chen Ping'an had a headache, "The Dragon Slayer Stone is really hard to find, and even if you find it, you may not be able to buy it."

In a swordfight with Pei Min in Tongyezhou, the pine needle of Henjianshan's flying sword, which was imitated from the "Ancient Cui", was completely shattered, and the tip of Chuyi's sword was also seriously damaged.

Because he owns a sword-raising gourd of good quality, and sword refining did not consume much in the past. After all, the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month are not the natal flying swords of sword cultivators, so there is always no shortage of dragon-slaying platforms. When it comes to sword refining, Chen Ping'an, I barely had any headaches, and now I have to start paying off my debt.

Especially after becoming a sword cultivator, he suddenly had the two natal flying swords of Caged Bird and Jing Zhongyue, so the Dragon Slaying Platform that Chen Pingan needs now is destined to be heavy. Chen Pingan felt frightened when he thought about the fairy money required for this matter. Moreover, the Dragon-Slaying Platform has always been a priceless and valuable treasure. In addition to being used by sword cultivators to refine swords, which can get twice the result with half the effort, Qi practitioners also have many wonderful uses. Almost none of the immortal monks who own this object are willing to sell it. If you don’t have money to borrow, who is willing to lend it to Dragon Killing Platform?

Ning Yao said: "There is nothing left in Feisheng City, otherwise I would take it with me this time."

Chen Ping'an raised his head and asked the white-haired boy in the distance: "Is there any extra Dragon-Slaying Stone over there at Sui Chu Palace?"

The white-haired boy replied in his heart: "Yes, Sui Chugong likes to collect rags the most. He has all kinds of treasures. There are two big pieces of Dragon Slaying Stone. He is a high-ranking man, and he carved it into a pair of Taoist companions with his own hands. Looks like. He gave away the leftover scraps to others."

Chen Pingan sighed, then don't think about it.

Then there are only three choices at the moment. The secret treasure left in the imperial treasury of the Song family in Dali is left in the Zhenwu Mountain Ancestral Master Hall. The man who killed the dragon may have hidden it secretly.

Among the mountains to the west of my hometown, only Longji Mountain was set up as a forbidden area by the Dali imperial court, because Longji Mountain had a dragon-cutting cliff, which was divided into three parts: Fengxue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, and Ruan Qiong each occupied one.

The excavation of the Dragon-Zhanping Platform in Longji Mountain was strictly prohibited and extremely hidden for decades. The sage Ruan Qiong only kept a small half of the stones he collected. In fact, most of them were given to the Dali court, and then almost all of them were given to him. They were all used by Emperor Song of Dali to pay off debts, mainly to the Moh family. Among the most important treasures of the city built by the Mohists was the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

There were two emperors of the Song Dynasty in Dali, and they naturally paid great respect to Ruan Qiong, the chief minister who had made great contributions to the country. After the war, many dragons and snakes that had been quietly hiding in the wilds and rivers of Yizhou emerged one after another, but Ruan Qiong, the top spot enshrined by Da Li, remained untouchable.

Fengxue Temple's share had long been secretly eaten up, but Fengxue Temple did not suffer any loss at all. It got two lost Taoist techniques that can directly reach the upper five realms, and a more advanced swordsmanship.

Over at Zhenwu Mountain, Chen Pingan didn't know what the purpose of transporting the Dragon Slaying Stone over the years was. Because of Ma Kuxuan, Chen Pingan had actually been unwilling to take the initiative to communicate with Zhenwu Mountain.

Of course, it doesn't mean that you can't refine swords without the Dragon-Slaying Stone. There are only a very small number of swordsmen in the world who own the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

But Chen Pingan hopes to refine his sword faster and reach the immortal realm faster.

Ning Yao said: "You can ask Cui Dongshan later."

Chen Pingan nodded.

After continuing the ferry trip south, Chen Ping'an called Pei Qian one day to teach her boxing, but he didn't give her any boxing lessons.

The boxing taught by Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian was a boxing technique created by Aunt Bai of the Ning Mansion. The boxing techniques and moves had no names.

For a pure martial artist in the Sword Qi Great Wall to become a Grand Master, it is as difficult as the appearance of a fifth-level sword cultivator in Aquarius Continent before.

In the house, Chen Pingan slowly punched, and Pei Qian just followed and practiced.

Fist moves are dead, but the "boxing path" in the small world of the human body is alive. A breath of pure Qi, how to operate it, how to cross mountains and rivers, how to mobilize troops, let the martial artist's Qi continue to grow, and the fist will become more and more powerful. Purity is the real key. Otherwise, no matter how good the boxing moves are, they will all become martial arts tricks with embroidered pillows.

Cui Cheng teaches boxing on the second floor. His words are rough but not rough, and his martial arts scores are high and low. One is that my fists and feet are strong enough. If I am determined to separate life and death, one punch can send people to hell and reincarnation. The other is that my body is not papery. Hu, in short, can knock people down, and can also be beaten. Among them, there is another word "hui", which is the most important essence. Defeat the opponent, determine the outcome or life and death, the truth lies in me. Being able to withstand being beaten without losing a punch and "knowing" how to be beaten has helped me to strengthen my body. Not only does it not damage my roots, it does not leave hidden dangers of serious illness, but it can also sharpen my realm.

What is Shanshanquan? It only knows how to pass the fist, but not how to cultivate the fist. If I just turn a few pages, there will be a smell of earthy smell...

When he was learning boxing in Zhulou in his early years, Chen Ping'an also said some fair words for Shanshan Boxing Pu. After being beaten too many times, he really didn't have the courage to say anything. He was stabbed in the heart by the old man's toe and picked him so casually. The whole person's back hit the ceiling, which was really "a strange feeling in my heart."

Chen Pingan was reluctant to give Quan Pei money like this, and he simply couldn't bear to do so.

Even until today, Chen Ping'an had not asked Pei Qian about the detailed process of learning boxing in Zhulou, and he did not dare to think too much about it.

So many times, when Chen Ping'an reviewed the matter in private, he wondered if he really didn't have any qualifications to teach boxing?

Chen Ping'an stopped punching in the room and said: "In the boxing competition at the Confucian Temple, the outcome was not too disparate, but the reason why Master lost to Cao Ci was not just the difference in realm."

At the end of the three-story building, the energy is strong, the spirit returns, and the spirit arrives.

Cao Ci may become a god at any time.

It was a battle between youth and white, and the two sides fought back and forth, but the result was obvious. Cao Ci was slightly injured, and the bruises would disappear in a few days at most. On the other hand, Chen Ping'an had to be used as a medicine jar for several months.

This is the gap.

Pei Qian was still walking around and asked softly: "Master, where do you think I should break through? Is Tongyezhou better?"

Chen Ping'an laughed angrily and said: "What do you think of these things? The transition from the Nine Realms to the Tenth Realm is a big threshold. You can break through it wherever you go, as long as you can break through it."

Pei Qian snorted and asked again: "Master, if I break through at Luopo Mountain, will I steal the martial arts luck of the old cook and Mr. Zhong? I heard someone said that it seems that a martial artist has a limit to one continent, just like In the fight to cross, the boat is only so big, and whoever gets the seat first will not be able to board the boat."

Chen Pingan directly threw a chestnut at it, "You can give in to anything, but you can't give way when practicing martial arts to reach the top. When asking for boxing, you must have no one in front of you. When practicing martial arts to reach the top, you must act as if there is no one around."

Pei Qian nodded, "I understand."

When I returned to Luopo Mountain, I broke through.

Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "Are you confident enough to break the bottleneck?"

Pei Qian hummed.

Chen Ping'an smiled and gave another chestnut, "I've already taught you the boxing, go back to the house and practice by yourself."

Teach me a hammer punch.

As soon as Pei Qian left, the white-haired boy swaggered over to visit.

The white-haired boy had nothing to do on the ferry. Recently, he took the initiative to start business with the Yinguan Ancestor. Following the old rules in the prison, he wanted to collect another Grain Rain coin. As for how to use it after getting it together, I haven't figured out yet.

For example, at the Peach Blossom Crossing Tea House, it added a lot of content to the robe temporarily named "Waterway".

Ancestor Yin Guan still insisted on loyalty, and did not take the merits and demerits seriously, but let it earn a small sum of money, and both parties made an agreement that if this robe, which has not yet been finished, will be sold outside the Confucian Temple in various places in Haoran. The sales volume in Asia is good, and I can add another pill.

In addition, he began to write a boxing manual, which he named "Baijia Fanquan", which he felt was very elegant.

On the boxing manual, there are detailed records of more than thirty boxing moves that Qingming Tianxiajie martial artist specializes in. Many of them are the trump cards that have been lost.

Another small profit.

On the cover of the boxing book, the four words "Baijiafanquan" are extremely huge. At the foot of the boxing word, there are also extremely small two words "Shangzhu".

Chen Pingan just pretended not to see it and pretended not to know its little plan.

If there is an upper volume, there will naturally be a middle volume and a lower volume. According to the usual behavior of this demon who has transformed from the outside, there may be an upper, middle volume and a middle volume. Look, won’t you get half a grain of Guyu money?

Of course Chen Pingan would not let her earn five Xiaoshu money so easily just by relying on boxing skills. Is there such easy Xiaoshu money in the world? Don't you feel bad? Are you crazy about money?

There are ten kinds of "wild cultivators" in Qingming who are not welcomed by Bai Yujing.

They are the "deviant" rice thief, the red hand who rolls the curtains to change the monk's life without permission, the porter who can temporarily borrow a certain realm for anyone who pays, and the coffin bearer who walks in the underworld. The patrol envoy who steals the fortune of the mountains and rivers without realizing it, the dressing lady who can unblock the mountains and rivers of the human body, the sword catcher who specializes in pure martial arts, the one-word master who can quietly compile the secrets of the Taoist sect, and there is also the Shijie Xian, he is Chinese.

Regarding their fundamentals, the white-haired boy wrote another booklet and made a fortune in vain.

Chen Ping'an was sitting at the table, silently studying the Confucian word-breaking order, which was exactly the way to break the prison of landscape characters on a night sailing ship. While flipping through a few extremely thick books, the white-haired boy poked his head and glanced at it a few times. It seemed that it was Zhengyang. The spy on the other side of the mountain was not interested in this and asked in a low voice: "Ancestor Yin Guan, from now on we in Luo Po Mountain will have our own Shan Shui Di Bao and Jing Hua Shui Yue. Can I be the leader?"

Chen Ping'an didn't even raise his head, "There is no need to discuss, don't think about it. You are too junior, you are just an anonymous handyman disciple, and you suddenly rise to a high position, it is easy for others to have ideas."

In the past, the Confucian Seventy-Two Colleges supervised the matter of the mountains and rivers of each continent, and there were not many restrictions. There were dedicated gentlemen and sages in the academy who were responsible for collecting the newspapers of the mountains and rivers of each continent. This matter did not make much money, so it was not All immortal families will raise idle people, and even many sects are too lazy to take care of this matter.

For example, some sects such as Beiju Luzhou, Paidi Peak, Taihui Sword Sect, and Duckweed Sword Lake do not have one. However, Dayuan Chongxuan Bureau, Shuilong Sect, Chunlu Pu, these immortal families that are most closely connected with the Yamashita Dynasty, attach great importance to this matter.

The white-haired boy was dejected, wiped his palms across the table, and said dullly: "I thought the handyman disciple was just a joke."

Chen Pingan reminded: "When you arrive at Luolu Mountain, you are not allowed to pry into people's hearts at will. Once you are discovered by me, don't blame me for not missing our old feelings."

The white-haired boy was still cleaning the table, "It's whatever the Yinguan ancestor said. I'm a helpless outsider, what can I do?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't pretend to be pitiful on my side. Don't worry. The selection of the location of Tongyezhou's next sect requires a lot of planning from you behind the scenes."

The white-haired boy raised his head, with a bright look on his face, "Give me a high-ranking official, even if it's a false title, there's no problem."

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "In the future, I will specially set up the title of deputy sect leader for you?"

The white-haired boy laughed and said, "It's a deal."

The cross-continental ferry is about to enter the boundary of Aquarius Island.

Pei Qian secretly found Chen Pingan that day and asked, "Master, when are you going to propose marriage to your wife?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I have already said hello to my husband over at the Confucian Temple. He will come to Luolu Mountain as soon as Feijian delivers the message."

In fact, at the Jinzun Ferry in Luzhou, Beiju, Chen Ping'an had quietly sent a secret letter telling him roughly when he would return to his hometown.

Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "This kind of thing needs to be discussed with the master's wife face to face, right?"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Of course Master wants to, haven't you noticed that Master drinks alcohol every now and then to embolden himself. No matter what, I promise to say it before Mr. shows up."

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As soon as Chen Lingjun saw the big white goose at the Caotou shop in Qilong Lane, he immediately found an excuse and ran away.

Jia Lao Shenxian was responsible for entertaining the guests. He also brought several jugs of wine and cooked several dishes to go with the wine.

Cui Dongshan stood on the small bench, Jiang Shangzhen stood behind the counter, and the girl Peanut looked at the colorful pastries with a little greed.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "When I think of my husband going to visit the Water Mansion in person, I feel a little sorry for the Goddess of the Yuye River."

Jiang Shangzhen asked curiously: "Initiate an army to prosecute? Will it pass? Does it look like we, Luo Luoshan, are aggressive?"

For this kind of thing, he, Jiang, has a good relationship with women, and as the chief worshipper, he should relieve the mountain master's worries. He secretly went to Tanshui Mansion to visit the Water Goddess, and it only cost him a few glasses of wine. Save your mind and effort, and don't let others talk about you.

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said: "Who is my husband, a scholar! Fighting and killing are nothing, can it be such a big loss to the scenery? What kind of teacher is there to ask for? Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. My husband is just visiting, Yuye Jiangshui Temple is so Among these gray activities, sir, you only need to pick one of the trivial matters at random, chat with the Water Goddess face to face, and finally come to a final conclusion, 'There seems to be something wrong here.' Then that's enough."

"Face has been given to her, and Luo Luoshan has also shown sincerity in letting go of the past. She is not stupid, and she must have understood what my husband meant. Anyway, she has little to do with her, but later she went from being a big and small official in Shuifu to the ancestral temple. The people over there who are skilled in making money will have a difficult time."

It's similar to how Chen Ping'an handled Cui Gongzhuang, the guest at Yangyun Peak.

I'm keeping an eye on you, but you keep an eye on the large group of people under your control. The people below are doing things unruly. If I accidentally catch you and hear about it, I can't get angry with them, so I have to use you as a ask.

This is a very clear context, telling a very simple truth.

Experience in the government, practice in public practice,

Wherever there is no arena, there is no officialdom.

Cui Dongshan took out a book. When the country was at its peak, Da Li once compiled a golden and jade genealogy of the landscape gods of a continent, that is, a country, and divided them into nine grades.

The first rank, judging from the posture, will always be in the air, because the Five Mountains, including Piyun Mountain, are only ranked in the second rank.

The position of Duke Dadu of Qidu is temporarily vacant, but the monks on the mountain know it well. Whether they choose only one, or choose two like Jidu in the north, they will all be in the second-grade high position.

The mountains of the major princes in the Five Mountains are ranked in the third rank. Yang Hua, the Tiefu River water god, is the only water god in the mainland of Dali who has reached the third level.

In addition, there is the Qiantang River located in the southeast of Yizhou, which is the place where the old Jiao practices Taoism. It is located in Qiantang County and is called Fengshui Cave. There is also a Yongjiang river in the territory of the old Zhuying Dynasty. The "Shui Jing" compiled by the immortal Li said that there is water in all directions and it is said to be Yongjiang.

Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen visited Bailudu in Zhengyang Mountain before and met a group of dragon breeders who were closely related to the Qiantang River.

Then there are the city gods of a country in the capitals of various countries, but their ranks are very different. The capital gods of the Great Li Dynasty are ranked third, and all the major vassal countries have fourth and fifth ranks.

In a continent, there are not many landscape gods who can reach the third level.

The embroidered river god is the fourth grade. The leaves of the Yuye River are green and the bamboos are green, and the water god Li Jin of the Chongdan River is only of the fifth grade.

The largest number of land public officials, Dipo and Hebo, are all in the lowest third rank. They are still under the jurisdiction of their superiors, the Mountain God and the River God. Promotion and demotion are still based on this path, but the county God's Temple and the Wenwu Temple all have the power of supervision. , On the contrary, the gods of mountains and rivers also do the same to the city gods at all levels.

Jiang Shangzhen said with a smile: "This Old Master Liu, it's a pity that he is not a Taoist."

Cui Dongshan said helplessly: "He even refused to try to become a god with the court, saying that a scholar like him can't bear the pain when he is scolded. He is so weak that his bones are broken, and it can penetrate people when he hears it. Rather than suffer a punishment and then disappear into thin air." , it’s better to close your eyes and let the sky darken, and your whole life will be ruined.”

The person responsible for compiling Yizhoushanhe's "Family Genealogy" for the Dali imperial court was none other than the Minister of Rites of the Capital of Dali, an old scholar, Liu Qingfeng.

It is rumored that this pioneering initiative of the Dali court has been approved by the sages of the Confucian Temple, and is very likely to be promoted throughout the world. No longer will each country in a continent do its own thing. Within the territory, he was promoted and relegated to the status of landscape gods at will.

The most important thing is the moral merit of a landscape god, which will be an extremely critical item in the evaluation. Instead of just looking at the realm of the golden body, the territory under its jurisdiction is vast and there are many mountains.

In short, hills can be high and rivers can be low.

Moreover, the quality of mountains and rivers is no longer a rule, making it impossible for the gods from all walks of life to rest on their merits and enjoy their blessings.

Jiang Shangzhen said: "What a pity."

Cui Dongshan sighed and closed the book, "Mr. Liu will be an official all his life after he walks out of the study. He has been working hard and taking a break."

Jiang Shangzhen asked curiously: "That thing you always wanted to tell your husband before? You still can't tell it now?"

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "I used to want to wait and see, but now it's no longer necessary."

Jiang Shangzhen said with a smile: "Then I will drink more wine and listen to it."

Cui Dongshan nodded, "You and your husband met in Ouhua Blessed Land. My husband was not at a high level at the time. How do you feel about walking in a world surrounded by enemies on all sides?"

Jiang Shangzhen thought for a moment and said, "Be extremely careful and prudent."

Caution is the cause, prudence is the result.

Cui Dongshan sighed, "This is the first time Mr. left his hometown. So he always felt that as an unedited person, he was so cautious when traveling far away for the first time and traveling in rivers and lakes. What about other people? Rivers and lakes? What about people who are more experienced, people who have read a lot of books?”

"So this leads to a result. In some aspects, Mr. Zheng is a bit similar to Zheng Juzhong."

Jiang Shangzhen said suddenly: "Smart people can see clearly even good and evil, and can easily find out the context, but they only look down on people who have brains but don't use them."

Jiang Shangzhen immediately changed his words: "It's not that I look down upon him, it's that I can't understand him."

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "I just look down on him. There is nothing to admit. It's just that Mr.'s behavior is still good-natured. The more pure and weak he is, the more willing he is to give pure goodwill. But during this period, it was like there was another Mr. , watching from the sidelines, watching everything with cold eyes."

Jiang Shangzhen took a sip of wine and said, "If this is put in perspective, apart from stricter self-discipline, it is still easy to demand good things from good people. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an only thinks about this and will not say or do anything to others. But in the long run, there are questionable."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Sir, he didn't even realize this. For example, deep down in his heart, he would naturally reject the chivalrous acts in romance novels, and even resent many seemingly chivalrous actions, because He will feel that it is far from enough, and will leave many hidden dangers, and even a mess with a worse ending. Xiaobaoping and Pei Qian will watch it with gusto, but in Mr.'s opinion, even if they look over it, they will only feel... …”

Jiang Shangzhen answered: "A house has wind leaking from all sides and it's freezing cold."

Cui Dongshan took a sip of wine, turned to look at the gray rain outside the shop, and murmured: "But who told us that the hero has done a good deed and must do it to the end, and he must take care of the weak ones who have escaped for a long time. ? Is there such a reason? No. If everyone is like this, good people will become more and more hesitant, and good things will become more and more rare. This world is running according to its own laws, and everyone has his own path to take. This is the way of the world. The old scholar said that the way of the world is the path we take, easy to walk and difficult to walk. Easy to walk is wrong, hard to walk is right. The so-called luck means that the road under our feet is easy to walk but also difficult to walk. Yes, the so-called misfortune means that it is difficult and wrong."

Cui Dongshan dipped his finger in the wine, drew four lines on the table, and said in order from low to high: "Bad things, wrong things, no mistakes, good things. This is what the gentleman has in mind, the correct order of high and low."

Jiang Shangzhen glanced at it and sighed: "Chen Ping'an thought wrong. The word "no mistake" is much more difficult than a simple good thing."

Cui Dongshan nodded, "That's it. It's already difficult, but it's even harder to make mistakes. It gets even harder."

The two were silent, Cui Dongshan did not drink, and asked softly: "Then why do you think so, sir?"

Jiang Shangzhen said: "Pessimistic."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Sir, he traveled far away with hope, but he has always been pessimistic from a child to a teenager, and now. For all his dreams, he did not hesitate to work hard for them, and he never spared any effort, but I know, in my husband’s mind, he has always been like building a snowman in the summer.”

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and asked, "Why don't you need to say it now?"

Cui Dongshan stretched out two fingers and gently twirled the wine bowl, "It's very simple. Now, sir, I am both physically and mentally free. I can finally have a lot of time to rest at home, travel far away, and return home leisurely."

Jiang Shangzhen shook his head and said: "Leisurely? Not necessarily. Just the selection of the location for the next sect requires a lot of things. There are many things that need to be checked by him personally."

Cui Dongshan shook his head and patted his abacus, "For example, if you, the owner of Yunku Blessed Land, come here to be the shopkeeper, even if the shop is crowded every day, will your mind be free?"

Jiang Shangzhen nodded, "This makes sense."

Cui Dongshan left the girl Peanut in Caotou Shop.

There are only two New Year's Eve shops next door to Qilong Lane. Shi Rou, the acting shopkeeper, and the little mute named Zhou Junchen, who works as a handyman, are nimble and withdrawn children. Even with their master Pei Qian, there are no A smiling face, but she got along very well with Shi Rou.

Cui Dongshan came here from the Caotou shop and leaned on the counter to look through the account books. The New Year's Eve shop, which sells pastries, is better here. It is estimated that in Jia Laoshenxian's Caotou shop, not even one page of the account books will be filled in half a year.

But I really don’t blame the old god for being incompetent. The main reason is that the fight is at the top of his own mountain. The Baofengzhai shop at Niujiaoshan Ferry and the Caotou shop opened in the alley of the town do not occupy any space at all, and the display goods on the shelves in the shop are not at all , there is no possibility of leakage. The immortal masters who come to visit this part of the town mostly drink wine from Huang Si’s house, eat cakes from Qilong Lane, and visit the school run by the Chen family in Longwei Xi, and the Taoye where Tianjun Xie Shi lives. Lane, I definitely want to go there. In addition, there are Erlang Lane where the Yuan family’s ancestral home is located, and Muping Lane where the Cao family’s ancestral home is located...

Regarding this matter, Luopo Mountain actually has some ideas. They are thinking about saying hello to the county magistrate's office and Huaihuang County Government, and sealing off the mud bottle lane where the ancestral home of the mountain owner is located, so that the people of the town can It doesn't matter if you are passing by, the Immortal Master on the mountain should not walk around at will, but Chen Pingan did not agree, so the matter was settled.

Cui Dongshan tapped the account book with his fingers, raised his head, and shouted: "Shopkeeper Shi."

Shi Rou said in a trembling voice: "Yes."

Cui Dongshan clicked his tongue and said: "Twenty years have passed. Shopkeeper Shi works hard from dawn to dusk. He is a good man who makes money. He actually helped us Luo Po Shan earn so much money."

In fact, the shop seems to be doing good business every day, but after all, it only sells pastries, how much money can it make? When it comes to making money, it is far inferior to the neighbor next door.

Cui Dongshan looked at the frightened Shi Rou, closed the account book, and said with a smile: "Every word is sincere, every word is kind, and I didn't talk to you in a weird way. Why, is there something wrong in my heart?"

A pun.

Shi Rou didn't dare to talk back. A mountain of desolation, she was most afraid of this person.

The little mute was not afraid of the big white goose at all. It was rare for him to speak. He spoke hoarsely, with a voice honed by sandstone, "Shopkeeper Shi has a clear conscience when doing business. I don't blame the shop for making little money. I blame the pastry for not being able to sell it at a high price. If you guys If you don’t think the money is enough, you can exchange it for something and sell it.”

Shi Rou wanted to pull the little mute behind her quickly, but unexpectedly she failed to do so. The little mute didn't move at all. Instead, she reached out and grabbed Shi Rou's arm.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Who are you? Did I ask you a question?"

The little mute raised his head and said, "Zhou Junchen, disciple Pei Qian, do you know now?"

Immortal Jia was originally squatting at the door of the shop to watch the excitement. Now he heard the little bastard's reckless thimble and became a little anxious. He quickly waved his hand to signal the child to stop saying a few words.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said nothing, rubbing his chin with his fingers.

The little mute said: "If you are a man, come to me alone if you can, and don't involve shopkeeper Shi. Anyway, if anyone is unreasonable and secretly gives us little shoes to wear, I will take the shoes and go to the master to complain." "

Jiang Shangzhen was amazed. This little guy is very accurate in judging people and things.

After Cui Dongshan left, Shi Rou breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed the little mute's head, "Don't talk like that in the future. It's okay to make others miss me."

The little mute crossed his arms across his chest, "I won't offend anyone unless they offend me, but whoever dares to offend our shop, in the future, when I learn boxing from Pei Qian, with one punch, there will be holes for people and people, and there will be no need for graves or coffins." "

I have been working as an errand boy here in Qilong Lane for a long time, and I have learned a lot of market language from the local people, especially the women and aunts.

The children don't call the mountain master, the ancestor, master, but only the master's master.

Zhou Junchen thought for a while and felt that he had to get acquainted with the mountain master in the future, otherwise he would go to the mountain to complain. What if Chen Pingan favored his students and refused to help bring justice?

Afterwards, the two of them were reading miscellaneous books together behind the counter. While Shi Rou was turning the pages of the book, the child asked: "Shopkeeper Shi, who is Shanzhu Chen?"

Shi Rou thought for a while and smiled: "A good man, very reasonable."

Zhou Junchen said depressedly: "But I don't know his reasoning either."

Shi Rou couldn't help laughing and said: "You just have to have your own reasons. You don't need to deliberately explain his reasons. If you say it, he will listen carefully. Even if you don't say it, he will see it."

Zhou Junchen asked doubtfully: "Is there really such a good person?"

Shi Rou nodded lightly, lying on the counter, with a smile in his eyes, "I don't know if it's available elsewhere, but we have it in Luo Luoshan anyway."

Zhou Junchen said angrily: "Then he has such an unreasonable student who only scares people. I don't think he is that good."

Shi Rou laughed dumbly, "Maybe the same rice can support hundreds of people."

Then Shi Rou lowered her voice and whispered: "Actually, I pretended to be so afraid of that person, but in fact I'm not that afraid."

Zhou Junchen grinned, nodded and said, "I can tell."

Shi Rou continued to flip through the book.

Suddenly, a slim girl appeared on the other side of the door and said timidly: "My brother asked me to send a message to Shopkeeper Shi, saying that when he goes far away, I will come here to find you again."

Shi Rou's heartstrings tightened in an instant.

Peanut said: "My brother said that shopkeeper Shi is actually afraid of him. If he pretends not to be so afraid of him, it would be better to pretend to be afraid of him but actually not afraid of him."

After the girl left, Zhou Junchen said softly: "I'm a little afraid of him."

Over at the Caotou shop, the old god Jia looked kind. He finally had the courage to talk to the girl and asked with a smile: "Little girl, what is your name? Do you have any connection with our Master Cui on the mountain?"

The girl whispered: "To tell the shopkeeper, my surname is Cui, just like my brother, and my first name is Peanut."

The old god was shocked. Damn it, the little girl looked at Rourou's timidity. She never thought that someone in the court was still a ruthless person who wanted to be an official. She was actually Master Cui Xian's... sister?

Immediately, the old immortal was flooded with thoughts. He twirled his beard and nodded with a smile, "What a good name, Cui Peanut, Peanut. It urges the peanut flowers to bloom. It is full of expectations and has a great meaning. The name is so beautiful that even a poor man can guess the name as soon as he hears it." She is Master Cui’s sister.”

The girl smiled as brightly as a flower.

That day the ferry slowly docked, and the group disembarked at Niujiaoshan Ferry.

Cui Dongshan, who had been waiting here for a long time, only saw Pei Qian, Xiaomi Li and the demon who had transformed from the outside.

Cui Dongshan asked: "Where is sir?"

Pei Qian said: "Master thinks the ferry is too slow, so he wants to take his wife to go to Shushui Country and Caiyi Country first, and return soon."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "As long as you pay, this ferry can be very fast."

Some high-quality cross-continental ferries can be extremely fast if you spend a lot of money on them regardless of cost.

Pei Qian glared and said, "You give it."

Cui Dongshan bent down, smiled with the white-haired boy and asked, "Is the meal here?"

The white-haired boy sneered: "I'm spending your money, do you care?"

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Luo Luoshan has received the letter from Mr. Luo Luoshan, and he plans to let you choose two most important prominent positions. One is the New Year's Eve shop, where the senior sister has stayed, and the leather bag worn by the acting shopkeeper is The remains of a great monk in the Ascension Realm in Tongye Continent. The man thought he had a long life and insisted on not dealing with my husband, so he was taken over by us at Luoluo Mountain. There is also a grass-roots shop next door with a profound and high-level Taoism. The unpredictable old god sits in it."

The white-haired boy asked: "Why is he tall?"

Cui Dongshan answered from the bottom of his heart: "The man who was once the dragon slayer of Haoran Tianxia, ​​do you think he is high or not?"

The white-haired boy was shocked. What kind of place is Luopo Mountain? Either he killed someone in the Ascension Realm casually, or the person who killed the dragon became a shopkeeper?

Okay, okay, this is the style that the Yinguan ancestor should have when he founded a sect. He can eat and drink here without any price reduction.

However, the white-haired boy still chose the New Year's Eve shop, intending to find out more about the "predecessor of the Dragon-Slaying Man" before deciding whether to recruit his followers as minions.

It laughed and said: "Then from today on, I will be the new shopkeeper of the New Year's Shop."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "You are overthinking, you are just a store clerk."

It sneered: "What you say doesn't count."

Cui Dongshan said: "Unfortunately, my husband said in the letter that no matter which shop you go to, you can only be a shop assistant first."

The white-haired boy beat his heart and said, "I helped Ancestor Yin Guan work hard to conquer the country and achieve unparalleled achievements. I never thought that in the end, I would still chill the hearts of all the soldiers!"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "As promised in advance, when you get to Qilong Lane, you should not act like a monster, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

He stretched out his hand to hold down the white-haired boy's head. The real name of the demon incarnation was Tian Zi. He smiled knowingly and sent him to his door without knowing whether to live or die.

Cui Dongshan narrowed his eyes and said: "Actually, I forgot to tell you. The most unfortunate thing is that I am better at dealing with the demon outside. It will be a bit difficult to defeat an immortal-level swordsman, but it is easier to fight against an alien demon at the ascension level. .”

After a moment, Cui Dongshan raised his hand and shook his snow-white sleeves.

The white-haired boy turned pale, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Just now, this person's heart was open, like a fool opening the door to welcome guests. She didn't believe in evil, so she crossed the threshold. In the end, her soul was torn into more than three hundred parts, and they were placed on the chessboard among the colorful clouds. As chess pieces.

Xiaomi Li tugged on Cui Dongshan's sleeve, but said nothing.

The little girl in black didn't say it couldn't be done.

She didn't feel that she could point fingers at Cui Dongshan, but she was really worried, so she just raised her head, scratched her face, and laughed twice.

Cui Dongshan smiled softly and patted Xiao Mili's head, "Don't worry, we are just having fun."

The white-haired boy said in his heart: "Are you the Xiuhu?!"

On the other side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Patriarch Yin Guan never said that his senior brother Cui Chan would transform and become his student.

On the night cruise ship, among the memories that Wu Shuangjiang helped her make up, there were only three people who were willing to give heroic evaluations to the monks in Haoran's hometown, including Zheng Juzhong from Baidi City and Cui Han, the master of the Great Li Kingdom.

There is also a Zouzi.

Cui Dongshan complained: "Okay, why are you swearing?"

The white-haired boy frowned.

No, this person is not exactly Cui Chan, not even Cui Chan.

I just feel that the Luolu Mountain of Ancestor Yin Guan is really dangerous. Even though he was in the Ascension Realm, he seemed unable to move sideways.

It glanced at Cui Dongshan's sleeves and sneered: "Okay, the ancient mirror shines on the gods, the body is pure, the sleeves have the East China Sea, if the jade pot tips over, a bright moon will be released."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The sun and the bright moon are not idle day and night. Who on the mountain is as lazy as I am and refuses to practice Taoism and become a god."

The white-haired boy praised: "It's such a good poem, it can cook a whole table of dishes. If I read this poem every day, I won't be able to save a lot of money in a year."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Learn from the old immortal Jia how to talk in the future."

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Centered on the first line of Zushan Mountain, with a radius of 800 miles, are all the private mountains and rivers of Zhengyang Mountain.

The peaks are like a line of stars over the moon, with sword energy criss-crossing each other and a myriad of phenomena. From time to time there would be swordsmen working hand in hand with their swords, and from a distance it looked like streaks of fireflies dragging across the sky.

Today's discussion in the Patriarch Hall did not have an empty chair. All the swordsmen and guests were present.

The sect leader is the Bamboo Emperor, the patriarch of the Yupu Realm, Xia Yuancui. Tao Yanbo, the ancestor of the Tao family who manages money. The patriarch of the sect's sect, Yan Chu. Protecting the mountain for worship, Yuan Zhenye.

In addition, those at the front are masters of peaks like Bo Yunfeng.

At the back, Arita Wan is in charge of Shanshui Di Bao and Jinghua Shuiyue. As for collecting and screening intelligence, she only has a name and no real power.

The person sitting at the bottom of the seat is Yuan Bai, an outsider. To the master of Xuefeng Peak, Yuan Bai never speaks a word every time he attends the meeting of the Ancestral Master Hall, even better than Tian Wan.

But this young swordsman was once one of the two great swordsmen of the old Zhu Ying Dynasty. The other one is now living in Huimeng Mountain, under the Luolu Mountain Domain, under the pseudonym Shao Poxian.

It seems that the end of these two people is not good, and they are all dependent on others.

Not long after Yuan Bai was promoted from guest minister to minister, he went down the mountain with his sword and went to Fengleiyuan Huanghe to have a sword fight, and successfully delayed the latter's defeat. Yuan Bai's achievements in swordsmanship have come to an end.

Yuan Bai was on the opposite side of Xuefeng, with only a maid beside him.

It's just that this time at the first-line peak meeting, there were two new faces in the Patriarch Hall, a young Jindan sword cultivator. The last peak opening ceremony was very grand and well-known throughout the continent.

This person almost became the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect. For some reason, Ruan Qiong would voluntarily give up on such an embryonic sword immortal.

There is also a younger Wu Tijing, with a stern face and a serious smile. After sitting down, he began to close his eyes and meditate, similar to Yuan Bai.

Some of the heartfelt words of congratulations to him were simply ignored.

The natal flying sword is named Yuanyang. In addition, it is said that there is a secret flying sword.

Now up and down Zhengyang Mountain, all efforts are being made to prepare for the ceremony to protect the mountain and enshrine Yuan Zhenye as he ascends to the Jade Pure Realm.

Wei Bo of Piyun Mountain is the first Dayue Mountain Lord to reach the fifth realm in the history of Aquarius Continent.

And the guardian of Zhengyang Mountain became the first monk of the upper five realms who was born as a spirit.

Today's discussion is another happy event.

Because not long ago, great news came from the Yunlin Jiang family. This Confucian Temple meeting, because of the family head’s impartiality, as long as the Dali court nods, Zhengyang Mountain can get fifty more people. Sword cultivator, traveling to the wilderness, and joining the sect, the Confucian Temple can pass.

In fact, the sect leader Bamboo Emperor had quietly broken through the realm not long ago and became a Jade Pu. But the Bamboo Emperor only discussed the matter in private with his uncle Xia Yuancui, the God of Wealth Tao Yanbo, the leader Yan Chu, Yuan Chongfeng, and his confidant Tian Wan. The Bamboo Emperor wanted to release the news in a few years and come back at that time. Organize the ceremony.

Xia Yuancui couldn't help but praise him. His nephew was indeed able to keep his composure.

Tian Wan, a bitch who only wanted to flatter the sect leader, actually suggested that we should just have a double happiness and they just happened to make preparations together.

Tao Yanbo sneered, saying that I, who is in charge of money, don't even think that I need to save this money. Tian Wan, who is in charge of the landscape and newspaper, knows how to think about me. Why, why don't we change seats?

The leader, Yan Chu, laughed and said that it was our Zhengyang Mountain celebrations, one after another, which had happened so frequently in recent years that monks from all over the continent were overwhelmed, and friends on the mountain had their legs broken, so they probably all complained. If Li Tuanjing were still alive, wouldn't he be so angry that his sword heart would collapse on the spot?

Hearing that there was hope for establishing the Lower Sect, except for Wu Tijing and Yuan Bai who remained indifferent, the rest of the people in the Patriarch Hall looked more or less happy.

The previous reputation of Zhengyang Mountain as a continent was slightly bad.

Especially those time-honored sects said a lot of rude words about Zhengyang Mountain. Among them was the Qin Patriarch of Dalugou of Fengxue Temple. He openly said a lot of sarcastic words, which roughly meant that Zhengyang Mountain was the most meritorious in the world. , let alone a lower sect, it is a matter of course to open that lower sect all over the nine continents.

Yan Chu smiled and said: "Now that the next sect has been confirmed, it is not impossible to think about it. I just don't know if Patriarch Qin will be willing to move and attend our celebration."

Tao Yanbo stroked his beard and smiled and said: "When the time comes, I will personally send the invitations to the giant salamander of Fengxue Temple. If one fails, I will send a few more."

The old swordsmen, including Bo Yunfeng, were quite depressed about this, especially the old men of Zhengyang Mountain who actually went to the battlefields of Laolong City and Dadu and risked their lives many times to draw swords.

The content of today's discussion is also about Wu Tijing's peak after reaching the Golden Core Realm, which peak he should reach, and where he will practice swordsmanship from now on.

Nowadays, there are not many idle hills left.

Among them are the large and small solitary mountains collectively known as the Couple Peak. They have been idle and have never been opened because it has been too long since a sword cultivating couple appeared and joined hands to become earth immortals.

For this reason, Zhengyang Mountain has specially formulated a sect rule. Any two Taoist couple sword cultivators, as long as they both reach the Golden Core, can not only enter the Mate Couple Peak, but also retain the previous peak.

As for the Back Sword Peak, it is the second highest peak after the first line of the Zushan Mountain. The founder of Zhengyang Mountain placed a long sword on the top of the mountain. He once established an iron law that only later generations of sword masters and hundred-year-old sword immortals can do it. Take the long sword and use it as a sword. The mountain guard is dedicated to Yuan Zhenye, and he usually practices in this mountain.

In fact, as long as who can take away the long sword, not to mention the identity of the peak master of the Sword-Back Peak, there is actually no suspense about the position of the sect leader of Zhengyang Mountain.

Then there is Qingwu Peak, which is the closest to Bailudu. It is a small mountain, has thin spiritual energy, and is noisy. No one thinks it is a good place.

After the end of the war, Yuan Gongfeng moved back to the three broken old mountains belonging to the Great Li Domain in the south. Although the mountains were severely damaged, they were the location of a great mountain in a country and had an excellent foundation. One of them was given to the man from the Longquan Sword Sect. The young golden elixir who switched to Zhengyang Mountain, but the best mountain was said to be specially reserved for Tao Zi by the old ape in white.

In addition, there are only Bihai Peak, Yulang Mountain, Xiyun Mountain, and Shulong Mountain. They are not good or bad, but they are actually not suitable for Wu Tijing, an unparalleled swordsman genius.

In the end, it was the sect leader Zhuhuang who made the final decision and allocated the Immortal Sword Peak to Wu Tijing.

For a time, there were different expressions in the Patriarch Hall.

But what was even more strange was that Wu Tijing took the initiative to ask for a different mountain top to open the peak, which was the Delicate Couple Peak.

Even the Bamboo Emperor and several old masters were confused, so they had to put the matter aside for the time being and planned to ask Wu Tijing in private why he made such a choice.

After the meeting, Tian Wan returned to the Zhuyu Peak, which was ridiculed as "the bird does not stand", riding the wind alone.

This female patriarch with a bad reputation lived alone in the mountains. When she arrived at the place of monasticism, she suddenly reached out and pressed her forehead with a look of pain on her face.

It was originally a great time for flowers and fruits.

Inside, there is the old patriarch Xia Yuancui who has been in seclusion for many years and finally reached the upper five realms. Then there is the sect leader Bamboo Emperor, who protects the mountain to worship Yuan Zhenye.

Outside the mountain, there is the Fengxue Temple of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Li Tuanjing, Yellow River and Liu Ba Bridge in Fenglei Garden.

Wu Tijing. Su Jia, who was quietly brought back to Zhengyang Mountain by her, stayed at Jianlian Peak.

Wu Tijing, the reincarnation of Li Tuanjing. And Su Jia? It was the reincarnation of that poor female cultivator from Zhengyang Mountain who once fell in love with and killed Li Tuanjing.

Originally, the Yellow River and Liu Baqiao in this life were added.

What a mess.

Coupled with other interlocking secret plans, she can account for at least 40% of Yizhou's sword luck, and with good luck, it will be a full half!

It was used to refine it and be used as a tool to sharpen the path. As for the remaining essence of sword luck, she was planning to make wedding clothes for others from the beginning.

She can make a huge deal with someone in the north.

Regardless of whether he can reach the Fourteenth Realm in the future, he must promise her three things.

"Tian Wan" shook his sleeves, his expression immediately returned to normal, and he said: "This hand can be called the hand of a god. It can barely be placed in Caiyun Bureau."

A woman's mind is really delicate.

She looked painful and her face was distorted.

Just a pair of eyes, but they seemed to be separated from the whole person, as if they were completely indifferent to the existence of the feudal government.

She trembled, stretched out a finger, slowly wiped it on her face, and said to herself: "Be honest, plus this time, it has already been twice. It can only happen three times. If I don't follow the rules again, I will But I won’t be polite to you. When the time comes, I will take you, Immortal Carrying Jianfeng, to poop and pee everywhere, and then go to Xuefeng to strip naked and dance, or else I will go to Qingwu Peak, which is closest to Bailudu, and pull away Shout out three times, Tian Wan likes Patriarch Yuan."

Tian Wan smiled and said, "My husband accidentally caught two big fish."

One of them is the Great Sword Immortal Bai Shang in Luzhou, Beiju.

You can attack jade by borrowing stones from other mountains. The mountain you borrowed is exactly the sword path in the southern half of Aquarius Continent.

Naturally, it is to reach the Ascension Realm, but to go to the Fourteenth Realm. However, this person’s specific opportunity for joining the Way is still difficult to guess.

As for the other big fish, it was the Lu family of the Yin-Yang family in Middle-earth, but not the Zou Zi that Cui Dongshan expected.

As for the honor and disgrace of Zhengyang Mountain, she naturally doesn't care at all. The fire is cooking the oil, and the snow and mud are gone.

Tian Wan was thoughtful and couldn't help but sigh.

She immediately slapped herself in the face.

Tian Wan looked slightly angry, and she slapped her again, so hard and hard that both cheeks were red and swollen.

She smiled and said: "You bitch, you are so cruel that you even hit yourself."

Tian Wan, or Cui Dongshan, who was "dependent on each other", walked around the house with his hands in his sleeves.

Lutai is already far away in the horizon.

Liu Cai is still hiding his head and tail.

The maid Liucai beside Yuan Bai is in Zhengyang Mountain, which is closer than Luolu Mountain.

Ye Zhuqing, the god of the Yuye River, once sent a secret letter to Yixianfeng. However, those bits and pieces of inside information that seemed very crucial but were actually insignificant were naturally those from Luolu Mountain who wanted to let Zhengyang Mountain know on their own initiative. Turn the old swordsman, the great swordsman, and the young swordsman in the ancestral hall into the ditch.

These secret letters were all written by the great steward Zhu Lian. Maybe every word in the letter was written by himself, but he imitated Ye Zhuqing's handwriting and tone.

Maybe Ye Zhuqing was on the side adding fragrance to the old chef's red sleeves, grinding them with bare hands.

In fact, Luopo Mountain alone could intimidate a Yuye River Mansion, but it was absolutely impossible to make Ye Zhuqing act so obediently, join forces to plan Zhengyang Mountain, and not hesitate to become an enemy of a sect.

What made her surrender to Luo Luo Mountain so wholeheartedly was a girl in Tsing Yi with a ponytail.

Cui Dongshan sighed, it's just this kind of thing, how to say it. There is no way to tell.

It's wrong to say it, and it's wrong to think it, so I have no choice but to say nothing and not know or think about it.

Tian Wan, or Cui Dongshan, stood at the door with his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Then the two of us are here to welcome Mr. Jian Zhengyang Mountain?"