Sword of Coming

As soon as the old temple master left, Cui Dongshan immediately picked up a white jade scroll on the table, took a breath, and carefully wiped it with his snow-white sleeves. One of the joys of life is not only a false alarm, but also an unexpected joy.

Don't think that the old temple master is so kind. He just came to Luopo Mountain and just stayed at the gate of the mountain, sitting there drinking tea and eating melon seeds. He was a good talker.

In the world, there are some great monks in the Fourteenth Realm who no one wants to mess with. But Bai is also a scholar. The old blind man has always been too lazy to pay attention to the affairs outside the mountain. You can scold you as long as you don't let the old blind man hear it in person. .

And the monk Shen Qing, nicknamed the Chicken Soup Monk, is actually a Buddhist dragon elephant whose "compassion is the heart of the Buddha". Only the stinky nose of the Taoist Temple in Donghai Temple is the most traceable.

The old temple master never said a word to Sui Youyou from the beginning to the end.

Sui Youyou originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask more about his husband, but when the matter came to a head, it was always difficult to speak.

In fact, Jiang Shangzhen told her some inside stories about the Cloud Cave Blessed Land, about Ni Yuanzhan, the man who supported the artemisia, why he disappeared in the Jianghuai River, why he disappeared back then, and why he was thrown out of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land by the old temple master. He spent a long time as a guest in a foreign land. There was a three-legged golden toad on his shoulder. Jiang Shangzhen had no idea what Ni Yuanzhan was planning, his relationship with Jinding Temple, etc. The reason why Jiang Shangzhen is so easy to talk to on the right side of the Sui Dynasty is very simple. Both parties are living in Luoluoshan. They don't talk about two families, but if they are purely Zhenjing Genealogy Sword Cultivator, they have a relationship with Yugui Sect Elder. As for the relationship between the sect leader, Jiang Shangzhen's reputation has always been very stable.

Zhu Lian did not rub salt into her wounds, saying that hard work pays off, and poor and infatuated people are always annoyed by ruthlessness.

Some people miss each other again after a long absence. The more the country is safe, the more disturbing things are.

The man on the right side of the Sui Dynasty had a sad expression. He did not use his sword to leave Luo Lo Mountain and return to the place where he practiced Taoism. Instead, he climbed up the steps, apparently going to the top of the mountain to enjoy the scenery.

Zhu Lian picked up the other shaft head. It looked like it was made of white jade, crystal clear and smooth, but it was not. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be made of ox horn.

The two axes used to frame the paintings on the wall are learned. If they are high and low, they are collectively called the heaven and earth style. If it is a hand scroll spread out left and right, it is the sun and moon style. This Taoist painting by the old Buddhist master is quite special. It only mentions the axis head, which of course belongs to the sun and moon style, because the shape of the true shape map of the Five Mountains comes with the heaven and earth style.

Therefore, in a picture of the Tao, the sky is above and below the earth, the sun and moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and constellations are arranged.

Cui Dongshan held one of the scrolls in his hand and said with a smile: "Whether this thing is buried in the house, posted on the door, used to settle down the house, or it is sealed in a talisman and worn on the body, a Qi practitioner travels through mountains and rivers. , it is as if he is both the Five Mountains Mountain Monarch and the Dadu Water God. He naturally has the magical power of mountains and rivers, and has many incredible wonders. Compared with Wu Shuangjiang's couplets that cannot be moved when hanging, the Taoist diagram of the old temple owner is more flexible. Some."

The book of Taoism and the scroll are combined into one, and they become an immortal weapon.

Zhu Lian asked casually: "Once the refining is successful and the Taoist scroll head is closed, the Earth Immortal monk can also hold this object to travel far away, climb mountains and enter the water?"

The material of the painting scroll should be light and not damage the painting, so the heads of painting scrolls in common people's homes are mostly made of wood, and gold and jade are often used in scholarly families and wealthy families. In the fairy houses on the mountain, people with picky eyes, millennium Ganoderma lucidum, and porcelain scrolls with blue and white or colorful colors are generally used. It is said that ox-horn scrolls are easy to be eaten by insects, and there is a lot of moisture when they are unrolled. However, this pair of ox-horn scroll heads is most likely a relic of a fellow monk from ancient times. It is an extremely rare thing that can only be found.

The key is the scroll in Zhu Lian's hand, which is engraved with the two characters "水瓓" in Chinese calligraphy, "Inspect and impeach the three realms, seal the mountains, examine the merits, and evaluate the sins and blessings." In addition, more than a hundred names of earthly immortals were written in small regular script. The one in Cui Dongshan's hand is the two-character "mountain talisman" in the alchemy book. The clouds are steaming, "Heaven and man give the urn, there will never be floods, summon the gods and impeach the ghosts, and save all living beings." In addition, there is an image of Bai Yuzun, the mountain god, which looks like a true worship picture of the gods.

Cui Dongshan shook his head: "That's not possible. You must be a monk in the upper five realms, otherwise you may not be able to carry it, let alone take it far away."

Controlling an immortal weapon and valuable treasure has always been a big problem for all major sects.

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "If it is the old temple master's natal creature, then we, Luo Luoshan, are really going to make a fortune."

Attack objects are often just a showpiece, used more to intimidate. In general, there is actually no use for them. However, if one can cultivate the essence of a place's landscape and energy, and at the same time continuously gather the aura of heaven and earth, it will be a numerology pattern in which the earth becomes more spiritual and people become more outstanding.

Cui Dongshan sighed, "It's a pity. After all, it is a thing from the previous dynasty. Fortunately, it has been spread to this dynasty. Once the emperor and the courtiers, it will no longer be possible to order the immortals."

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Eighty percent full is just right."

The more Cui Dongshan looked at it, the more he felt that there was something wrong. He said in wonder: "But if you are willing, sir, to take this thing to Jiudu Mountain in Aaizhou, you can probably exchange it for it to be worshiped by the Supreme Being. As long as you are willing to put up a price, Jiudu There will definitely be people on the other side of the mountain who are willing to buy it even if they owe a lot of debt."

Cui Dongshan said with emotion: "Our family fortune is finally strong."

I just acquired this Taoist painting from the old temple master, as well as the couplets given by Wu Shuangjiang before.

The former can be placed in the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall, and the latter will be hung at the entrance of the Patriarch Hall of the Lower Sect of Tongyezhou.

With these two mountain-holding treasures, Luopo Mountain and Future Lower Sect, you will truly have the immortality and confidence of the first-class sect.

In addition, there are two copybooks that the old scholar begged from Su Zi and Liu Qi, the flower blossom calligraphy and the begging for drunkenness calligraphy.

It is both a timely help and the icing on the cake.

In the future, as long as Luo Luo Shan really blossoms, it is expected that many reading seeds will emerge.

Cui Dongshan turned his head and shouted to Xiao Mili: "The right protector has accomplished another great feat after sailing at night!"

Back on the night ship, Chen Ping'an and his party were stopped by Wu Shuangjiang and waited. The result was good, but the process was extremely dangerous. If Xiaomi Li hadn't been clever in the future, Wu Shuangjiang's indifferent temperament would not have given away the mountain-building treasure of the Immortal Weapon Rank, even though he had already given out a piece of "The Past".

This "Posted at the Time" is now hanging on the first floor of the bamboo building where Chen Ping'an lives. The two seals printed on the copybook have lost all their Taoist charm and have been replaced by the cultivator who turned into a demon. For, one word, one realm. There is only one monogram left in the copybook, "My heart is as green as the green lotus in the world", which is still mysterious.

Xiao Mili was so confused after hearing this that he couldn't even care to be excited. He scratched his head and asked, "What?! Why did you make meritorious service again?"

Cui Dongshan put a pair of axes in his sleeves, and prepared to refine and melt the two things with the Taoist book into one, so that he could do both. Without delaying Cui Dongshan's chat with Xiao Mili, he said, "Senior Brother, I will help you talk to Senior Sister later." Let me tell you, this credit must be recorded.”

Xiaomi Li stood up, ran all the way to the table, and asked curiously: "Are the things the old Taoist priest gave us valuable?"

Zhu Lian smiled and nodded, "It's valuable. The two scrolls are quite old. If it's just that picture,"

Xiaomi Li was in high spirits and laughed loudly: "The old man is an old Taoist priest, and the old things he gives away are always valuable!"

The little girl in black didn't just stay happy. She looked towards the mountain road, scratched her face, and said softly: "I don't know when I will be a guest again. The old Taoist priest has a very good temper."

Even Cui Dongshan would be speechless. Whether this old Donghai temple master has a good temper or not is recognized by the top of the mountain.

Xiaomi Li withdrew his gaze, lay down on the table, and said with a smile: "Old cook, I have made a great contribution again. When the good mountain masters and others return home from the capital, you can help us cook a special meal. It must be the most delicious." It’s more delicious, you know, can you do it?”

Xiaomi Li didn't even ask how big the credit was, as if her little brain couldn't even think of these things.

Zhu Lian smiled and nodded, "No problem."

In fact, on the night cruise, Wu Shuangjiang also gave Zhou Mili a set of study rooms. They were all things Wu Shuangjiang carried with him, and the master of the Palace of Sui Chuang had such high vision that in Qingming World They are all famous, so you can imagine how good they are. The three magic weapons are priceless and each has its own magical uses.

After returning to Luopo Mountain, I immediately gave away all the millet grains, and gave the Qibao Clay, which was known as "one tael of colored clay and one pound of Guyu money", to Sister Nuanshu.

Then he gave the ancient inkstone with the inscription "Shenxian Cave" and a pair of pocket chi dragons to Jing Qing. As for the green bamboo brush, there is a line of small seal characters engraved on it, and it has thousands of miles of green bamboo in its chest.

Then the millet grains were given to Mr. Wei Shanjun who was so poor that he could only live out his life by holding banquets at night and collecting red envelopes.

Cui Dongshan breathed out, "It's done!"

Zhu Lian was surprised: "So fast?"

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Brother Dafeng can't help but look at those pictures of gods. Just flip through a few pages and it's done."

Anyway, Zheng Dafeng is not here, so I can say whatever I want.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "After all, he is still a young and strong boy who can bake pancakes on his butt. If he were replaced by Wei Shanjun, he would definitely be able to turn it to the end."

Wei Bo wasn't there anyway.

Fortunately, Xiao Mili didn't hear this. He was planning to write a menu for the old chef. He thought of a dining table filled with dishes and plates, so people didn't know where to put his chopsticks first. The more he thought about it, the more he became greedy, so he quickly Wiped his mouth.

Cui Dongshan took out the complete Tao picture with the axis head, placed it gently on the table, and said with a smile: "The old temple master really has Taoist teachings that are unparalleled in the world!"

After the Tao diagram is refined, purple air lingers and clouds rise, as if a table is a Taoist heaven and earth, and the sun and moon are vaguely visible.

There is no sun on the top of the mountains, and there is a moon among the thousands of trees.

In the hearts of Cui Dongshan and Zhu Lian, the old temple master could only hear a sneer, "Taking wisdom from others' teeth."

Cui Dongshan made Taoist secrets with both hands and recited silently in his heart. A Taoist book on the table disappeared in a blink of an eye. The next moment, the entire Luolu Mountain world was covered with purple energy.

Wei Bo shrank down the mountains and rivers, and immediately came to the table at Luo Po Mountain from Piyun Mountain. Wei Bo's mind was shaken, and he used the tiger's magical power to look around. As far as he could see, he seemed to be in a sea of ​​purple clouds, with At the same time, he actually felt an overpowering aura from the great road, which made even the majestic Beiyue Mountain Tiger feel uncomfortable. Moreover, this overpowering momentum became more and more serious. Wei Bo smiled bitterly and said: "Am I the only one who can show up in the future?" Walking here on the edge of Luolu Mountain?"

Dayueshanjun has difficulty walking on his own territory and has to walk on foot. If word spreads about it, it will probably make people laugh harder than the joke about the night banquet.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "It's okay. I will set up a mountain gate at the top and bottom of the mountain to ensure that Lord Wei Shan can come and go as he pleases."

The higher the realm of foreign landscape gods, the more uncomfortable those who practice Taoism will be. Even if Qi practitioners like Earth Immortal were aware of it, they wouldn't be as troubled as Wei Bo. Moreover, this Taoist book cannot be open all the time, otherwise the dispersion of Tao Qi will exceed the self-gathering and supply of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the energy of mountains and rivers, and it will be unable to make ends meet.

Wei Bo didn't care about this. After sitting down, he asked: "What's going on?"

"Just now, the old temple master of Donghai was sitting in Brother Wei's seat."

Cui Dongshan shook his snow-white sleeves and said with a smile: "As for the inside story, I won't go into details. I don't know what's better. There are clouds in Buddhism, and the proposal is white clouds thousands of miles away."

Wei Bo stood up silently and changed seats.

At the top of Piyun Mountain, the old temple master narrowed his eyes and saw that the tiger surnamed Wei was quite sensible, so he left quietly.

Cui Dongshan said: "Since the weather is going to change, we should take precautions and make plans in advance."

Anyway, Wei Bo is not an outsider. As long as it doesn't involve those illusory fortunes, there is nothing he can say.

Zhu Lian nodded and said: "You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others."

Previously, Chen Ping'an was targeting swordsman Pei Min, an Ascension Realm swordsman. Later, in the Night Ship Battle, he was dealing with a Fourteenth Realm swordsman like Wu Shuangjiang.

Now it seems that it is very necessary.

Far away, Zou Zi.

Pei Min is a master of swordsmanship and Liu Cai is a master of swordsmanship.

The nearest one is Bai Shang, the Great Sword Immortal from Luzhou in Beiju who fell short.

The forces behind the scenes including Han Yushu.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, the clouds are treacherous, and people's hearts are unpredictable. Making friends often means making enemies.

Cui Dongshan said: "The only thing missing now is the realm of Mr."

The most lethal attack weapon in Luolu Mountain is at the top of the mountain.

The mountain god Song Yuzhang has been transferred to Qidun Mountain by the Great Li court, and a separate mountain god temple has been opened. The old mountain temple temple left on the top of Luolu Mountain has not been demolished and rebuilt, keeping its original appearance, but taking off the plaque. Cui Dongshan's A golden thunder pool prohibition was set up along the white jade railing in front, enshrining the Sword Immortal scroll from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It first came from the Jingjian Pavilion in the Upside Down Mountain, and was later given to Chen Pingan by the boss Sword Immortal.

On the other side of the Great Sword Qi Wall, those heroic swordsmen have accompanied the young hermit official for many years, fighting against enemies together and guarding half of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

In addition, there is also a sword array in Luopo Mountain that was born out of Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, but it has not yet been built, and it can be used as a supplement in the future.

Zhu Lian said: "With the master's temper, that sword formation scroll will definitely be returned to Feisheng City."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Don't worry, with Master's temper, she will definitely not accept it. What's more, in the long run, leaving the scroll in Luolu Mountain will be a good deal for Feisheng City, with no loss at all."

Xiaomi Li nodded and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, we are a good mountain master. Anyway, we listen to the mountain master's wife on all matters big and small."

Zhu Lian shook his head and said with a smile: "That's wrong. As long as there is a real big deal, Miss Ning will still listen to the young master."

Xiao Mili thought for a while, "It seems so."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Even without that Sword Immortal Formation diagram, now in Aquarius Continent, if we, Luopo Mountain, don't take the initiative to take care of things, others should burn incense."

Taking out a jade bamboo folding fan, Cui Dongshan gently fanned the wind. On the one hand, he wrote about convincing people with virtue, and on the other hand, he wrote that he would be beaten to death if he refused.

Wei Bo said: "I have helped spread the word about Luopo Mountain not accepting disciples, but it doesn't seem to be very effective. The effect is very average. More and more people will come here in the future."

Cui Dongshan helped Xiaomili fan the wind and said with a smile: "Normally, flowers are seen in the mist, and everyone is curious. Whether you can climb the mountain in the end depends on chance. Anyone can knock Xiaomili's melon seeds? No. It's possible."

Xiaomi Li sat on the bench, swaying her little feet, feeling the breeze blowing on her face, pulling on her cotton satchel, and laughing.

Wei Bo smiled and asked: "Xiaomili, have you thought about what you want in return?"

The green bamboo pen presented by Xiaomi Li was of great significance to Wei Bo, and he wouldn't exchange it for even a half-immortal weapon.

Chen Lingjun had previously taken a trip to Piyun Mountain to escort millet grains, and now he would go to the bamboo forest from time to time. During summer and autumn, he said it was to see if there were any bamboo shoots to dig.

Xiaomi Li shook his head and said, "No, no, just be polite. Mr. Wei Shan is here to see you."

Wei Bo stood up, touched Xiaomi Li's head, said goodbye and left.

Xiaomi Li sat on the bamboo chair again and watched the door, letting the old cook and Big White Goose continue talking about business.

Cui Dongshan put his hands on his sleeves and said, "The old temple master seems to be particularly impressed by you."

Zhu Lian laughed it off.

According to legend, Lu Chen had five dreams, each of which had unreasonable manifestations of the Great Dao. Among them were the Taoist White Bone Master and the Confucian scholar Zheng Huan.

In addition, there are seven mysterious objects of the mind, including the wooden rooster, the toon tree, the mole, the Kunpeng, the oriole, the eagle, and the butterfly.

Among them, Yu Zhenyi, the first person in Ouhua Blessed Land who succeeded in cultivating immortality, was the dumb chicken.

Although the four people in the picture scroll of Lotus Flower Blessed Land are all genuine and pure martial artists according to the definition of Haoran Tianxia, ​​they only have their own emphasis. Sui Youyou has a strong obsession and directly gave up martial arts and turned to mountain climbing to practice Taoism and became a swordsman. Wei Xian never aspired to reach the top in martial arts. He preferred the battlefield and... being an official, the biggest official.

God knows whether this guy who claims to drink a lot will directly find a piece of land in the future, such as the Tongye Continent where the mountains and rivers are broken, and become the founding emperor again.

Compared with Sui Youyou and Wei Xian, Lu Baixiang seems to be the least ambitious.

As for Zhu Lian, in the eyes of outsiders, he is the one who least seeks improvement.

Cui Dongshan closed the folding fan and looked up at the sky, "Oh, Bai Yujing."

Zhu Lian asked: "What was the general idea that the old temple master said before? The first sentence is easy to guess, but the second sentence?"

There is no longer Chen Qingdu in the world, who can open Tuoyue Mountain with a sword?

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "God knows."

Zhu Lian glanced at the sky and said with a smile: "Forget it, instead of talking about these troublesome things, we can only drink and talk about love tonight."

The sun makes paper, the night is like ink, the world grinds it, and the thoughts become words.

Cui Dongshan took out two jugs of wine, threw one to Zhu Lian, and they drank.

Zhu Lian drank wine.

Do I have to be Lu Chen?

Can’t Lu Chen be me?

Chen Lingjun returned to Qilong Lane and directly asked Brother Jia for a bottle of wine. When he got a large bowl, he drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Lingjun sat cross-legged on the bench and said in a low voice: "Brother Jia, you don't know, I met three foreigners today!"

Immortal Jia asked: "Did you have a fight? Have you ever taken advantage? Do you need me to help you regain your position? When it comes to talking skills, we two brothers can convince people with reason, and there is no one who cannot be convinced."

Chen Lingjun hesitated for a moment, but gave up the idea of ​​revealing the secret. Firstly, it was not suitable to show off blindly, and secondly, the Holy Master had said it right. It seemed that as long as those key words were involved, it would be difficult to speak, even if it was in a crooked way. Going around and around, nothing works. Chen Lingjun sighed. It was a pity after all. He wiped his forehead, and a new sweat appeared on his hands. The old god Jia was shocked. He directly made a slanderous saying. What's the point? Chen Lingjun smiled bitterly and just picked up a bowl. He sat down on the ground and talked about it? The founders of the three religions seemed to be standing on the street at that time.

Chen Lingjun was sweating profusely when he thought of this, so he had to change the topic, "Chief Zhou is not on the mountain, so he is still a little lonely."

The guy is rich, funny, has time, reads, drinks, and brags.

Just based on Jiang Shangzhen's words, "If geniuses like me and Lingjun have to work hard to practice, wouldn't it be bullying others?" Chen Lingjun was willing to look at this chief minister with new eyes and fall in love with him!

Moreover, Jiang Shangzhen’s conversation over the wine table is very chewy and goes well with any food or wine.

A person who is useless is a scholar, and a person who is extremely difficult is a scholar who is in despair. The most pitiful thing is that the prodigal son turns his head back.

What about the gorgeous field with dense willows and flowers, the singing and dancing swallows in the rosy cave... In fact, it's so elegant, these are not important. The key is that Jiang Shangzhen promised with all his heart that when he comes to the blessed land of Yun Cave, he will make arrangements for the three brothers to break into the Tomb of Heroes!

I never thought that in a small Dragon Riding Lane, there would be two heroes, Jing Qing and Jia Lao Shenxian.

So Jiang Shangzhen followed suit, saying that Qilong Lane was definitely a treasured place for Feng Shui. If he learned the rules of Feng Shui, he would have a long life. He spent a lot of money to buy three houses in Qilong Lane.

Having money is nothing but being willing to spend money. Jiang Shangzhen has a longer life than that boss, and is much more generous. It is meaningless to say that fighting for fame and wealth other than food and clothing is always a trivial matter. So at the wine table, Chief Zhou casually threw the three bunch of keys to the blind old Taoist priest, saying that they were all his brothers. From now on, Brother Jia, master and apprentice, will help warm the house and increase its popularity, so I won’t talk about it. There is no money left, and the relationship between brothers has been hurt in vain.

Immortal Jia, his face flushed after drinking, with a righteous look on his face, accepted the key and waved his hand, making it a common practice for brothers to talk about money.

The blind old Taoist priest moved to a new home with his two disciples that day. The expensive items and furnishings in the house were estimated to be the wealth of the generals and ministers in the capital of Great Li.

Luo Luoshan Zhanglu, dressed in a snow-white robe, stood at the door.

Chen Lingjun immediately put down his feet from the bench and shouted: "Sister Changshou!"

Immortal Jia immediately put down the wine bowl in his hand and subconsciously raised his buttocks. Seeing that Brother Lingjun didn't get up, he didn't put his buttocks down either. He just kept his buttocks in the air and bent slightly. As for whether the woman could see this scene. , the old god doesn’t care, where does this late blessing come from? In addition to the unique discernment of the mountain owner, he was the only one who picked him out from the vast crowd as an old hero with strong character. There is also the sincerity that is consistent with the road of Luolu Mountain. I see the superior before the inferior. On the other side, the old god smiled and said: "Zhang Lu came to the humble house in person, and his noble feet are on humble ground. It is really a celebration for the wood door, and the brilliance of the peppercorns. It is hard to entertain guests with mellow wine. If Zhang Lu, who has a long life, doesn't mind..."

Changming narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Mind."

Immortal Jia then changed his words, "The rhythm of the palms is fast, and the words are fast, and it saves people trouble and effort."

Changsheng said: "If you block the road, please give me something to eat."

Immortal Jia said solemnly: "It is our responsibility! I will personally take action tomorrow."

Previously, Luo Po Mountain did not mention his name, but only asked his disciple Zhao Denggao to do the work. Only then did Jia Lao Shenxian hold back. Otherwise, he would only talk about his ability to deal with people. Jia Sheng thought that in Luo Po Mountain, he could at least be ranked at the top. Five, Jia Sheng is receiving a salary every month in Luolu Mountain. Naturally, Jia Sheng has no burden at all if he just takes money and does nothing. But that elusive big white goose, and now the chief supervisor who greets everyone with a smile. Life? I really can't help him lying down and enjoying happiness every day.

With the release of the Haoran Tianxia Shanshui Di newspaper, and the mirror-flower-water-moon scene at Zhengyang Mountain, people from all walks of life visiting Luolu Mountain came in droves, coming from all directions of Yizhou Mountains and Rivers.

After going back and forth, the entire Longzhou territory, large and small inns, were overcrowded.

Of course, more people come here to watch the excitement, and they may not necessarily be seeking something. For example, various genealogy masters and Beiyue Piyun Mountain are originally a tourist attraction, but now there is an additional Luolu Mountain that appeared out of the blue. The landscape gods here in Longzhou have a high status in Yizhou's landscape genealogy. I believe that Luolu Mountain will soon face a noisy scene with as many visitors as crucian carp crossing the river.

Qi practitioners who admire sword immortals and martial artists who live in martial arts want to learn boxing and kicking skills from those martial arts masters. There will definitely be many fairies on the mountain who want to start the Mirror Flower, Water Moon at the gate of Luolu Mountain. Among them, there are also martial arts masters from various countries who want to challenge Pei Qian.

Of course, no one comes here to win, just to learn from each other and ask for advice. There are countless martial artists in this country, but Pei Qian is one of the four great masters of martial arts. He still wants to win in a boxing competition with her. Are you crazy? Go and ask the monster monks who punched Grandmaster Pei's flowers on the battlefield in the capital. Do they agree?

Because of the previous ferry meeting, Chen Pingan said that Luopo Mountain would not accept any disciples in the next twenty years.

So something happened. Someone needs to be responsible for blocking the road at Luopo Mountain and telling all outsiders about it. In particular, they need to stop them from climbing without permission and use Luopo Mountain as a place to enjoy the scenery.

There are only two roads leading to Luolu Mountain. In addition to the mountain road on the Huaihuang County side, there is also a road extending from Hongzhu Town and Qidun Mountain. Those temporarily responsible for blocking the road include Yunzi, Bai Xuan, Zhao Shuxia, and Zhao Denggao, a disciple of the blind old Taoist Jia Sheng. Doing this kind of thing is also an experience. There are Zhang Lv Chang Ming and Sword Master Cui Wei in the dark to prevent accidents. Only Bai Xuan was just joining in the fun. Anyway, Pei Qian happened to be away from Luolu Mountain recently.

Bai Xuan is now quite familiar with the Zuo Guardian in Qilong Lane. He often squats on the ground and asks you if you want to eat? That's the one?

Bai Xuan was prepared not to leave behind any heroes who threatened to fight with Pei Qian, and carefully recorded them all in the book, including their names, nicknames, hometown, and martial arts level...

For the first time, Chen Lingjun did not get involved in this matter. Nuanshu and Xiaomili were both surprised. Of course Chen Lingjun was pretending to be an expert. Damn it, there was a mixed bag of good and bad people. God knows if there was an expert among them who could kill him with one punch. After all, in such a big arena, it is impossible to meet kindhearted brothers like Bai Mang and Chen Qingliu again and again. It's hard to get along in the world outside, and being brave alone won't help. On the road to spiritual practice, there are either wild horses running wild or pigs out of the pen, one by one outdoing the other.

There was a big table for dinner today and it was lively.

It is still the same old rule that cannot be shaken. If Chen Ping'an is not on the mountain, the bench at the main seat will be empty and must be reserved for the mountain owner.

Zhu Lian, Cui Dongshan, Mi Yu, Chen Nuanshu, Xiao Mili, Chen Lingjun, Zhang Jiazhen.

There is also Bai Xuan who likes to come here to eat and drink.

Wei Wenlong, who rarely shows up, is not a Taoist god who is a golden alchemist. He does not need to use grains, nor is he a lonely god of wealth in Luoshan Mountain. He is obsessed with settling accounts. Each account book is simply his wife. .

As for Zhao Shuxia and Zhao Denggao, they walk back to the town every day and take turns keeping vigil on the road. One is the direct descendant of the mountain owner, and the other is a registered worshiper. The two have a good relationship now. They obviously have completely different styles from Chen Lingjun and Bai Xuan.

At the dinner table, Chen Lingjun suppressed his anger and said, "Old cook, I heard that when you were young, you were the only handsome man in eight villages in the world?"

Zhu Lian will chew carefully every time he uses chopsticks, no matter the food, "It's just average, it can barely be considered ugly."

Chen Lingjun said with a smile: "Then why are you still a bachelor? Is it because when you were young, you were too high-minded and spoiled for choice, and there was no girl you were satisfied with. In the end, you can only be like Brother Dafeng?"

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Forgot that you are older than me?"

Chen Lingjun was frustrated.

Xiaomi Li put her palm up to her mouth and quietly asked Sister Nuanshu, "How old is Jing Qing?"

The girl in pink skirt glanced at the boy in green, shook her head, and whispered: "I haven't asked, I don't know."

Chen Lingjun slapped the table, "Stupid girl, you covet my beauty, right? You were caught red-handed, haha..."

As a result, Mi Yu was slapped on the back of the head.

Chen Lingjun lowered his head and plucked at the rice in the bowl. The rice swordsman next to him was something he would never dare to provoke, so he felt a little depressed.

Cui Wei is a Nascent Soul sword cultivator from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As a result, Mi Yu is like a grandson meeting his grandfather. Chen Lingjun felt something was wrong before, but later he heard about that "from the well-informed Brother Jia" Chen Lingjun's heart trembled when he heard the statement "Mi Yu stops the waist", coupled with some deeds in the old Longcheng battlefield. As a result, he was so frightened that he did not dare to go to Mi Yu to say brotherhood for several days.

Zhu Lian glanced at Zhang Jiazhen.

He is taciturn but always has a smile in his eyes.

He was a young man when he arrived.

Now he is a young man who can even grow a beard.

Standing next to Jiang Qu, who was of the same age, the two seemed to be ten years apart in age.

Jiang Shangzhen actually approached him privately and said that he, who was the chief worshiper, could spend some money to practice cultivation. With good luck, there is a chance of reaching the Dongfu realm of the fifth middle realm in this life, and then stop there. Even if you have average luck, you can still have a chance to survive for a few years by finding a Qi practitioner from the fourth and fifth realms. If you feel bad about it, you can think of it as borrowing money, and then you can slowly pay it back with Luoposhan's salary.

But Zhang Jiazhen still didn't agree and had her own plans. Finally, she unexpectedly asked Chief Zhou a few questions.

Two decades of time, maybe even one of them, is needed to devote yourself to practice. The years of a Taoist living in the mountains have a completely different perception of the changes in cold and heat, and the flow of the four seasons, from that of an ordinary master. Just sitting in meditation may take several years. Days or even months. Zhang Jiazhen followed Mr. Wei and was influenced by what he heard and saw. Even if he only learned a little bit, this account was not difficult to calculate.

In addition, there is another account that is confusing and the facts are factual. Why should Jiang Shangzhen help him? Naturally, it was for Mr. Chen's sake. Besides money, the expense was Mr. Chen's favor.

Perhaps Sect Leader Jiang is indeed wealthy and doesn't care at all, but Zhang Jiazhen herself has to be serious.

Mr. Wei didn't like to reason, but when he led him in on the first day, he made some thoughtful remarks to Zhang Jiazhen, saying that in the accounting business, what we need most is not how smart we are. But honesty and conscience.

Before Jiang Shangzhen went down the mountain to the wild world, he found Zhu Lian and said with a smile, "The mountain master has found a treasure."

It's not that if there is Zhang Jiazhen in Luolu Mountain, he can earn a few more fairy coins, but if there is Zhang Jiazhen in Luolu Mountain, it will be more like Luolu Mountain.

Because what Zhang Jiazhen and Jiang Shangzhen were asking was whether they could become existences like mountain ghosts and mountain gods in the future and stay in the mountains for a long time.

Do more small things within your power.

If it doesn't work, he will just let it happen. If it does, he will start saving money from that day on. If he doesn't have enough money, he will definitely borrow it from Chief Zhou without any embarrassment.

We were walking together at night. Jiang Shangzhen looked at the young man with bright eyes, who was no longer the accountant of a poor boy in the Great Wall of Swords. He seemed to be saying, Mr. Chen brought me here from my hometown, so I will try my best not to let him go. Mr. Chen was disappointed. This was a matter of course and not hard at all.

Jiang Shangzhen handed over a bottle of wine. Zhang Jiazhen said that he would read some account books when he went back, so he would not drink. Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said that it would be fine if he drank too much, and it would also refresh him. Only then did Zhang Jiazhen accept the pot of wine.

Zhang Jiazhen returned to the room, looking through the account books under the lamp. She didn't drink, but just made an abacus. Occasionally she felt really tired, so she rubbed her brows, looked at the wine bottle on the table, suppressed laughter, and said to herself, "Zhang Jiazhen, you are so bullish now." Oh, this is the drink given to you by Sect Master Jiang!"

Unknown to him, Sect Master Jiang was sitting on the wall, with his arms folded across his chest, squinting and smiling, without any wine in his hands, as if he were drinking mellow wine.

It’s time for Luolu Mountain to hold its own Mountain View.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "When the young master comes home, we will discuss the matter of Mirror Flowers and Water Moon. On which mountain it will be held and who will do what. We need to discuss it carefully."

Bai Xuan sneered and said: "Let's talk about it. If Sword Fairy Mi stands over there, all the fairies in Aquarius Continent will become nymphomaniacs, and that's all the magic money."

Mi Yu shook his chopsticks and said, "Compared to the Mountain Master, he is still far behind."

Bai Xuan rolled his eyes and said: "I said you are better than Master Yin Guan? You are here with me just to catch up."

Mi Yu kept smiling and gave Bai Xuan a chopstick dish, "If you are good at chatting, eat more."

Bai Xuan sneered and said, "What, imitate Pei Qian and take revenge?"

Cui Dongshan chuckled.

Bai Xuan immediately took a chopstick to Cui Dongshan and asked curiously: "Besides Mr. Yin Guan, is there anyone else Pei Qian is afraid of?"

Cui Dongshan said: "Yes, Guo Zhujiu."

Bai Xuan was stunned for a long time. Of course he had heard of Guo Zhujiu from his hometown, a famous existence. She seemed to have entered the summer palace as a sword cultivator of the Yinguan lineage.

After the meal, Nuanshu and Xiaomili helped clear away the dishes, but in the end it was the old cook who was left alone and did not let the two little girls help. He put on an apron and washed it alone in the kitchen.

Zhu Lian cleaned up, took off his apron, walked out of the kitchen, and smiled.

Everyone is a writer of their own lives, and at the same time, looking at others is like turning over books.

Maybe the world takes us very lightly, but we take ourselves too seriously.

A ferry slowly entered the land of the Great Li capital, and two monks from the Earth Branch lineage, Song Xu and Yu Yu Yufeng boarded the boat.

Song Jixin put down the book in his hand, walked out of the house, and came to the bow of the ship.

Song Xu clasped his fists and said, "Dali worships Song Xu and boards the ship to meet the prince."

Yu Yu cupped her fists and smiled: "Yu Yu has met the prince."

Song Jixin smiled and said, "Is this a business-like manner?"

Song Xu said helplessly: "My nephew has met the emperor's uncle."

Song Jixin said: "As long as I take off this vassal robe, I am just a commoner in Huaihuang County. You don't need to be nervous when traveling around the capital."

Song Xu shook his head and still insisted on his opinion, "Uncle Emperor, this still won't work."

Song Jixin turned to look at the little girl who was born in the Yu family of Shangzhu Kingdom, and said with a smile: "Find yourself a drink. Whatever you can find will be yours."

In his early years at the feudal residence, Song Jixin was not a stranger to these ten people from the same lineage. Neither pulling in nor alienating, just stop there.

Yu Yu fisted his fist, his face full of joy. Song Xu, the emperor's uncle, was really a first-class kind man. Unfortunately, he has not married yet and has children. I don't know which woman he will take advantage of in the future.

Now that she had received the order from the feudal lord, she immediately started rummaging through the boxes and cabinets.

Song Jixin turned to a monk who was accompanying the army at the vassal residence and said, "Please go down and the ferry will stay here for the time being. Don't rush on your way."

The monk nodded and left silently.

Song Jixin lay on the railing, and Song Xubi stood aside respectfully.

A vassal king and a prince looked down at the Song Mountains and Rivers below the ferry.

Song Jixin asked casually: "In this meeting, you seem to be more mature. Have you figured it out?"

Song Xu nodded.

Song Jixin didn't say much about this matter. Even within a family, as long as there are more people, the head of the family will treat the children the same way, and there will be big and small favoritism.

What is partiality? Even in the same rain, less rain falls on your own fields than on others.

Some comfort from others, even if it's out of good intentions, like it's okay and things will get better. It's like the listener has to drink a large pot of bitter water alone while the speaker mixes some sugar water in his mouth. It will only make people feel more miserable afterwards.

Nowadays, in both the government and the public, His Majesty's civil and martial arts are regarded as the best among the emperors of the Song Dynasty in Dali.

Song Jixin smiled and said: "Just figure it out yourself. I brought you a gift. They are two inkstones. They are both imitations. It is said that they came from the old Zhuying royal family and are not worth a few gods' money. "

The two ancient inkstones are modeled after the Thirty-Six Caves Tian Inkstone and the Seventy-two Fudi Inkstone. They are both contained in a jade box inlaid with red sandalwood and equipped with a brocade inkstone bag. They are made in the style of hand copying and have official script inscriptions. There are thirty-six stone eyes and seven stone eyes on the back of each inkstone. Twelve, make eye pillars. As Song Jixin said, it is not valuable, but it is a good sign. Since Song Xu is determined to practice with peace of mind and become a mountain god, Song Jixin, who is the emperor's uncle, gave this thing to his nephew. It's very appropriate. If Song Xu doesn't figure it out, it can also be used as a kind reminder.

Song Jixin asked casually: "Have you met or dealt with Chen Pingan?"

Song Xu smiled bitterly and said: "I've suffered a lot. I can't defeat you, and I can't outwit you either."

Song Jixin, an elder, acted a little unkindly. Instead of comforting his nephew, he actually gloated unabashedly. He patted the railing lightly, narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "It's not surprising."

Song Xu asked curiously: "Uncle Huang and Mr. Chen have been neighbors for many years. It seems that their relationship is rather... complicated?"

Song Jixin nodded and said: "It's hard to explain in one sentence. We haven't become any close friends, and luckily we haven't become enemies either. Just a reminder, if you really have no choice, don't provoke Chen Pingan. Most people are too poor to have enough to eat, so they have to give food to mouth. Just be content. Chen Ping'an is different. Every time he encounters a fish in the abyss, he will immediately retreat and build a net. It is better to learn to fish than to catch fish. He is not as fast as Liu Xianyang in learning, but he is more stable because he can learn. He is slow, probably because he feels that it is hard to come by, so he cherishes it more and likes the new rather than getting tired of the old. This kind of person, if he is an enemy, is actually very scary. "

Song Xu rubbed his cheek vigorously, "That's true. Mr. Chen uses various methods to fight against the enemy, and his magical powers are so complex that it's simply unbelievable."

The ferry has another guest.

Zhao Yao, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites.

Song Xu was a junior, and Zhao Yao was an old friend of his classmates.

That Emperor, His Majesty, is still very measured.

Song Jixin smiled and waved: "Zhao Mumu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

When will we meet again? In the year of harvest, between the clouds and the water.

Zhao Yao bowed and saluted, and then asked: "Why don't you play a game of chess and talk about things while playing chess?"

Song Jixin smiled and said: "No more, you are now a mountain god who has accomplished Taoism. You are thoughtful and have great spiritual knowledge. I will definitely lose and I won't give you a chance to regain your position."

Zhao Yao suddenly said: "Song Jixin, I did not misjudge the person. You are indeed amazing."

From a young age, Zhao Yao, who came from a wealthy family on Fulu Street, had admired Song Jixin completely.

When they were studying together under Mr. Qi, they were both better than Zhao Yao in playing chess and reading and interpreting meanings.

Therefore, Zhao Yao's attitude towards Song Jixin in Ni Ping Xiang is somewhat similar to Chen Ping'an's attitude towards Liu Xianyang.

Song Jixin patted Zhao Yao's shoulder and said with a smile: "Are you praising me or your own vision? You can do it. You haven't been in officialdom for all these years. You can talk more than when you were a child."

Zhao Yao laughed and said: "You kill two birds with one stone, everyone is happy."

Song Xu was a little surprised.

Although Zhao Yao was a member of the officialdom at a young age, he was indeed kind to others, and had an excellent reputation in the Dali court. The only flaw was that he lacked a clear background with an imperial examination, and he was not in the imperial examination. Make great achievements on the battlefield.

If the clean and righteous path of Dali civil servants is like the carp jumping over the dragon gate in the imperial examination, then this Zhao Yao is like the wild fox Zen in the Golden Hair Cave.

But Song Xu always felt that Zhao Yao was an extremely arrogant and arrogant cultivator, just like the lone cloud crane that only stopped to rest in the temple. One day, it would fly away from the clouds and flutter its wings in the blue sky.

Nowadays, both the court and the public in Da Li are curious about whether the vassal king Song Mu and the minister of rites Zhao Yao are the direct disciples of the literary sage.

Song Jixin joked: "Have I met your Uncle Chen? How are you getting along with him?"

Zhao Yao smiled and said: "Not bad, quite harmonious."

Leaving the shabby alley where Zhou Haijing lived temporarily, Chen Pingan's steps were unsteady. He raised his foot and slammed it on the ground. Then he took the next step and it was much easier.

Chen Ping'an raised his hand, a little unfamiliar, but he still instantly absorbed the aftertaste of Taoism.

The self who remains in the vast world is actually in the fourteenth realm? !

Therefore, Chen Ping'an's simple stomping action was like a turbulent scene for Lijing City.

Chen Ping'an glanced in the direction of the Qintian Prison in the capital. There must have been something noticed there, and of course there was the imitation white jade capital that accompanied the capital.

The Qintian Supervisory Office in the Great Li capital is a heavily guarded forbidden area. It is said that the level of martial law is second only to the palace city and the imperial mausoleum.

There are not many people. The total number of officials and subordinates from various academies is less than 200.

Among the many yamen in Dali, it is the most cloud-covered and foggy place, with neither mountains nor water visible.

Most of them are passed down from generation to generation, and sons inherit their father's legacy. All Qintianjian officials are not allowed to be transferred to other positions. If there are vacancies, they are filled in step by step within Qintianjian. They cannot be easily promoted, demoted, or resigned to official positions without the special decree of the imperial court. Therefore, it is an iron rice bowl that cannot be thrown away. It has two meanings. No one else is competing for it, but I cannot let it go.

Although the Qintianjian officials are all within the Great Li Capital City, they are actually isolated from the world and have almost no contact with the outside world. Every time they go out, they need to be reviewed and reported internally and by the Ministry of Etiquette. Each time they go out, they must Guan ultimatums must be destroyed and recorded again after being used once. People inside do not dare to make friends with clinging officials, and officials from the outside do not dare to deal with the Qintian Prison. If someone crosses the line even slightly, it is easy to lose his official title, and his head will also be lost along with it.

Chen Pingan walked slowly in an alley.

The same rice feeds all kinds of people.

Looking at this vast world, it seems that everyone is blind and trying to figure out the elephant.

Different fields of view and different angles will lead to completely different results.

A pure martial artist can see many physical objects within his field of vision, and a Taoist cultivator can vaguely see the flow of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, in addition to the spirit-gazing technique of the gods.

As Chen Ping'an's thoughts were ups and downs, the world seemed to be changing slightly. The closer he got to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, or the wild world, the realm he and Lu Chen had temporarily borrowed would decay faster. Look, Even if the same person comes, there is still a distinction between priorities.

This is reasonable.

Otherwise, if he rushes to the wild world with his cultivation of the fourteenth realm, it would be like creating two more fourteenth realms out of thin air.

Li Sheng was at Renyun Yiyun Tower earlier. Why did he agree to sir, try one more time? Have you already seen this step along the upstream and downstream of the long river of time?

So what does Li Sheng hope that he will take this opportunity to do?

If the sage does it casually without any purpose, then Chen Ping'an, who has this Taoist method, can actually do many things, such as returning to his hometown Luo Mountain, or traveling to Beiju at the cost of "falling into the realm" Luzhou or Tongyezhou.

Chen Pingan suddenly had a strong thought.

He took one step out of Lijing City and appeared directly in the backyard of the Yang Family Pharmacy. It's like an idea that arises spontaneously, but also like the centrality being dragged away.

As a result, Chen Pingan met a Taoist priest who looked like a young man.

Daozu asked with a smile: "There is a person who has been taking care of the stars of the past generations alone since childhood. Chen Ping'an, tell me, is it hard for this person?"