Sword comes

Chapter 659

Liu Xianyang really just went back to his hometown to take a look. After reading it, he took the dragon boat ferry named "Fanmo" on Luopo Mountain. It couldn't go directly to the old Dragon City. Transit at the Xianjia Ferry and go south along the Dragon Road.

All the direct monks of the Patriarch Hall on Zhuchai Island have already moved from Shujian Lake to the back of the fish, and they can be regarded as the first fairy family to form an alliance with Luopo Mountain.

In the past, His Royal Highness the eldest princess who listened to the government behind the curtain, and now the island owner Liu Chongrun, personally served as the ferry steward temporarily. It is hard to be reassuring about a ferry without an earth immortal cultivator sitting on it.

Ruan Xiu sees Liu Xianyang off at Niujiaoshan Ferry.

The dragon boat is huge, and it is itself a mountain of gold and silver. Liu Xianyang was deeply moved when he saw it. In the early years, the three of them wanted to make money the most. It was actually not Gu Can, but Chen Pingan.However, unlike Gu Can who wants to make money and thinks about how to spend it early, Chen Ping'an is afraid of poverty. Only by earning money every day, no matter how much, even if his family is only one copper coin more than yesterday, can he make money. Uneasy days become stable, and stable days become more stable.

This time when he returned to his hometown, Liu Xianyang mostly went from door to door, chatting with those old neighbors who stayed in the small town. , each have their own marriages, and they may not know each other when they meet Liu Xianyang. Those people of the same age in the past are busy doing business in Zhoucheng, so there are not many opportunities for Liu Xianyang to really talk to people, and they are destined to be in the future. will become less and less.

Chatting with the elderly now, Xinghua Lane has become Ma Kuxuan, a fairy on the mountain; Dong Shuijing, who is doing big business with the gentlemen, is the most talked-about person in the town.

Moreover, these old people who have survived the hard days seem to like to praise the feng shui of Xinghua Lane and Niping Lane, saying that they are no worse than that of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane.

Liu Xianyang likes to listen to the old people talking about these parents' shortcomings, especially some old people who were not familiar with Niping Lane earlier. When talking about Chen Ping'an, it seems that he is his own junior who grew up watching him every day. Liu Xianyang is very happy to hear it. Indeed, in dealing with people, especially dealing with elders, Chen Pingan has been good at dealing with people since he was a child. He usually doesn't talk much, but when he meets people on the road, he will take the initiative to greet them, and he will never mess up his seniority, even if the other party ignores them and squints. No, the next time we meet, the boy from Mud Ping Lane will still address him politely.

Some people get rich and become rich suddenly because of good luck, and they cannot be envied.But some things are achieved by accumulating bits and pieces over time. It seems that you can learn casually, but it seems that you can't learn it.

Liu Xianyang waited for the dragon boat ferry to land, and still needed to unload and load the cargo. Now the sale of dragon boats is related to the Pimazong and Chunlupu in Beiju Luzhou. This is something that many people in small towns can't imagine.

Liu Xianyang asked with a sudden smile: "That kid named Xie Ling on the mountain looks quite strange."

There is something in the words, which has always been a small town custom.

Ruan Xiu hummed and said, "It's just a child."

Liu Xianyang gloated a little.

Ruan Xiu said, "You can't control Gu Can."

Liu Xianyang nodded and said: "If he dies, I will beat him up. If Gu Can doesn't fight back, he can't change the fundamental disposition of the little slug. I knew this a long time ago, so I didn't think about how to deal with him. This little The bastard finally has some conscience left, and knows who is really good to him."

Ruan Xiu and Liu Xianyang are old acquaintances. Liu Xianyang actually entered the sword-making shop by the Longxu River earlier than Chen Ping'an, and served as an apprentice, not a day laborer like Chen Ping's later.Whether it is firing porcelain or casting swords and iron, it seems that Liu Xianyang is quicker than Chen Ping'an to do as the Romans do. Liu Xianyang is like paving the way, he has a way to go, he likes to pull Chen Pingan behind him.

On the road of life, many people want their friends to live well, but they may not want their friends to live better than themselves, especially if they are too good.

This is not the case for Liu Xianyang, nor is it for Chen Pingan. This is probably why two people with very different temperaments can become true friends, and after the life-shaking changes of both parties, they are even more friends.

Ruan Xiu held the embroidered handkerchief in one hand, twisted a piece of peach blossom cake, and asked, "Didn't you go to Niping Lane to say hello to her and chat with her?"

Liu Xianyang said with emotion: "The admiration I had when I was young was so sweet, but when I look back, it is a beautiful memory."

When Liu Xianyang finished expressing his emotions, Ruan Xiu had already finished eating a piece of pastry, and picked up another piece of almond cake, and said, "What did you talk about with my father, my father seems very happy."

Liu Xianyang laughed and said: "Master Ruan drinks, I scold Chen Pingan."

Ruan Xiu snorted.

Liu Xianyang is not a liar, but there is still a serious matter that cannot be discussed with Ruan Xiu.Chen Chun'an went to sea that year, and after returning, he found Liu Xianyang and asked him to go back to his hometown and help send a message to the Dali Song family of Baopingzhou.Liu Xianyang felt that it was more appropriate for Ruan Qiong, the chief priest of Dali and his future master, to break up with the young emperor.That incident was not a small one, it was about the Confucian Chen family supporting Da Sui Shanya Academy and returning to the list of 72 academies, but the Linlu Academy built by Dali on Piyun Mountain, the Confucian Chen family was not familiar with it. Will say one more word at the Confucian Temple.

Liu Xianyang was a little puzzled at the time, so he asked frankly, why did the Confucian Chen family of the sub-sage lineage do this, and didn't worry about criticism from within the sub-sage lineage?

Liu Xianyang's hidden worries are not unreasonable. A deputy leader of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple is comparable to Chen Chun'an in terms of realm and seniority. The pillar of the holy lineage, but Chen Chun'an still has a lot of constraints in his words and deeds in the context of the sub-sage lineage.

Chen Chun'an seemed to be in a good mood at the time, and told Liu Xianyang that this was a scholar's business between himself and Chen Ping'an, if Chen Ping'an only relied on his status as a closed disciple of the literary sage, and dared to talk nonsense to Chen Chun'an like this, it would be a bit bad .Finally, at the foot of the rocky cliff with the surging river, Chen Chun'an patted Liu Xianyang on the shoulder. The old man and the young man said something new, saying that we scholars should not be ashamed to talk about interests. Pragmatism must be solid, and scholars must go out of their studies, walk beside ordinary people, and talk about things that people who have never read books can understand.

At that time, Liu Xianyang blurted out a sentence, saying that our fellow scholars should not just be scholars.

The old man was very relieved, stroked his beard and smiled, saying that our mellow and Confucian Chen family style of study is quite good.

Ruan Xiu said suddenly: "I said I don't worry about it too much, so it's not like there is no ferry that goes directly to the old dragon city by taking the underground river."

Liu Xianyang rubbed his cheeks with his hands, and said: "The town was so big back then. The pretty girl in Taoye Lane, Fulu Street, didn't dare to think too much after seeing it. She was different. She was Chen Ping's neighbor and lived in Niying. Lane, not even as good as my ancestral house, she is still the maidservant of Song Qianchai, carrying water and cooking every day, so I feel that I am worthy of her no matter what, if you really say how much you like her, well, yes, or I like it very much, but it’s not about the part where I’m thinking about clothes and scratching my heart, everything depends on fate, so what if we’re together or not.”

Ruan Xiu asked, "What kind of place is the Sword Qi Great Wall?"

Liu Xianyang thought for a while, "It's a place with few things but a lot of swordsmen. Cultivation, life and death, on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. So there are many drunkards, and swordsmanship After all, both Xiu and Sword Immortal like to drink. It can even be said that, in my impression, the Great Wall of Sword Qi is the place outside my hometown, where an expert is least likely to be an expert."

Ruan Xiu nodded.

Liu Xianyang's face was awkward, he hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Ruan Xiu, I have known you for a long time, we have a very good relationship, right? I just have some words, I really don't have much to say, Chen Pingan, you , are all my friends, so I can only try not to say words that you might want to hear more about a certain matter."

Ruan Xiu raised her head, looked at Liu Xianyang, and shook her head, "I don't want to hear the words you think I want to hear, such as Ruan Xiu is better than Ning Yao, you and I are better friends than Ning Yao."

Feeling relieved, Liu Xianyang laughed, "Miss Ruan is Miss Ruan after all."

Ruan Xiu said: "I just asked this question. Apart from being curious about what the Great Wall of Sword Qi looks like now, I also want to know how he is doing there. If Ning Yao is there, he is doing well. , I am friends with him, of course I will be very happy."

Just as Liu Xianyang was about to follow Ruan Xiu's words and say a few more words about how that boy Chen Pingan was like a fish in water at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Liu Xianyang stopped suddenly and silently warned himself not to talk too much.

In a few years, when Liu Xianyang returns to his hometown next time, he will become the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect's patriarch hall. Regarding this matter, after Liu Xianyang climbed the mountain, Ruan Qiong, the direct descendants and the registered disciples all explained it clearly, but Liu Xianyang was the patriarch. Ruan Qiong didn't say, and Liu Xianyang didn't ask, whether the ranking on the hall genealogy was after Dong Gu, the founder of the mountain, or directly after Xie Ling. Everyone in the family is familiar with the temper of the suzerain, as long as they practice swords with sincerity, there are not many taboos, and there are many speculations about Liu Xianyang's cultivation realm.After all, there are not many Confucian disciples who are serious about the Eight Classics of swordsmanship.

Ruan Xiu asked curiously: "Why do you still want to come back here? In fact, my father can't teach you anything by practicing swords and Taoism in Longquan Sword Sect."

Liu Xianyang said helplessly: "Chen Ping'an is too good at taking care of others, but not so good at taking care of himself. I'm far away, don't worry."

"I'm worried about Chen Pingan."

Ruan Xiu whispered Liu Xianyang's heartfelt words, she laughed, put away the embroidered handkerchief and put it in her sleeve, with fingers stained with pastry crumbs, she gently twisted the corner of the cuff, "Liu Xianyang, not everyone has Those who are qualified to say such things may have been okay before, but it will be very difficult in the future."

Liu Xianyang laughed and said, "I don't trust Chen Pingan."

Ruan Xiu smiled and narrowed her eyes, pretending to be stupid.

Old Dragon City vassal mansion, study.

On the book case are some orthodox history books of different dynasties, collections of poems by literary giants, calligraphy and painting albums, and no fairy household items are placed as decorations.

There are four screens behind the book case, one is the old map of Dali, the other is the map of Aquarius Island, and the other two are the distribution maps of the immortal sects in Tongyezhou and Beiju Luzhou respectively.

Song Jixin, who had just returned from his hometown in the north to the feudal land in the south, sat alone in the study, moved his chair, and sat facing the four screens.

Song Jixin wrapped his hands around a small and exquisite heart-nourishing pot, and gently rotated it. The name of the small pot was "Mandrill".

Song Jixin gently twisted the small pot in his hand, this thing was lost and recovered, it was considered to be returned to the original owner, but the method was not honorable, but Song Jixin didn't care what Fu Nanhua would think at all.

When Fu Nanhua entered the Lizhu Cave, he bought this small pot from Song Jixin with a bag of gold fine copper coins and an old dragon cloth rain pendant. I found a big flaw in this matter. Unlike many magic treasures on the mountain, they have no rank, but they are useless to the earth immortal monks. This Yangxin Lake is a rare magic weapon with a very high rank, and it is most suitable for the cultivation of earth immortals. Dao Xin, Moisturizing Qi Mansion, not only that, there is a small hole in the pot, it is still a square inch, so after Fu Nanhua got it, he asked an expert to inspect it, he was overjoyed, and cherished it very much.

Yesterday, Fu Nanhua was "reminiscing about the past" with the young feudal lord, and Song Jixin mentioned this small pot, and today Fu Nanhua entrusted someone to send it.

Song Jixin was not really greedy for a heart-nourishing pot, but this trip back to his hometown made the young vassal king who had always seemed to be diligent in politics, but actually managed to get by, from a mud bottle alley Song Song who did not seek meritorious deeds. Collecting salary, unknowingly raised a heart, and finally began to regard himself as "Song Mu", the king of Dali Fan, then Song Jixin let go of the small pot that fell into his hand again, and weighed it lightly. This is Shanxia weight of power.

Since ancient times, the immortal family has despised princes.

But today's Dali Dynasty is different. It has already suppressed, constrained, and intimidated all the forces on the mountains in one continent. Let you be God's Emperor Sect and Zhenjingzong, which are not only the beginning of the sect, but also the big backer of other continents. So what about the behemoth of the emperor, when he arrived at the Xiaochaohui in the imperial study of Emperor Dali "Song He", he still had to regard himself as a half courtier, and he had to act according to people's faces, sit down obediently, and get up obediently.

Song Jixin tossed the priceless pot casually, catching it with both hands.

There are two secret files on the table behind him, both of which are the information Song Jixin asked the Tongren to hold the terrace to collect. Song Jixin does not trust the spies of the Lubo Pavilion at all, because the earliest owner of the Lubo Pavilion was, after all, the Dali Empress. Today's empress dowager is also Song Jixin's biological mother. Although Lubo Pavilion and Niu Malan belong to the National Teacher, Song Jixin is very clear. Many old people in Lubo Pavilion who have not been excluded know that How to do it, how to choose between the emperor Song He, the queen mother, and the weak vassal Song Mu, all fools know.

However, Pingtai is the only espionage agency of the Dali military. It will only obey the orders of Song Changjing, the emperor's uncle, and even the national teacher Cui will not intervene.

Song Jixin turned his head and glanced at the two files. One was a list of monks of the five realms on Luzhou in Beiju, which was very detailed, and the other was a file about "Young Cui Dongshan", which was very brief.

Li Yu from the lineage of Daoist Huolong and Taixia in Lidi Peak has passed away. He refers to Yuan Lingdian in Xuanfeng, and there are also two lines of Baiyun Taoshan. Fortunately, one of them is only in the Nascent Soul Realm. Otherwise, the lineage of Daoist Huolong would be too scary

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Thank you, Heavenly King.

The Pima Sect on the Bone Beach, the suzerain Zhu Quan, and two old patriarchs.

Ghost Mystery Valley Beijing Guancheng, Gao Cheng.

There are Taoist temples and temples in the peach forest, which are hidden and concealed. The specific details are temporarily unknown.

Duckweed Sword Lake, female sword fairy Li Cai.Has traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Taihui Sword Sect, suzerain Han Huaizi, old patriarch Huang Tong, Xinyu Pujing Sword Immortal Liu Jinglong.Han Huaizi has also been in the Great Wall of Sword Qi for many years.

The number one sword fairy in the north, Bai Chang, Xu Xuan's mentor.

Yuantiao Mountain Ji Yue had already died in battle, exchanging lives with Gu Fu, a martial artist in the ten realms, this was a great loss for the entire Beiju Luzhou.

Water Dragon Sect, Sun Jie of the Northern Sect, and Shao Jingzhi of the Southern Sect.

Suzerain of Qionglin Sect.

The Yunxiao Palace of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, the head of the Yang family.

Qingliang Zong congratulates Xiaoliang.

Huang Ran, a field cultivator in the Immortal Realm who temporarily does not know his life or death.

In addition, there are many existences similar to Taolin Taoist temples and temples, as well as those high-level people who are not many in this world and quietly live in seclusion. It is difficult for the intelligence of the Dali Dynasty to penetrate into the hinterland of Luzhou in Beiju to explore those dusty places that have been buried for a long time. the truth.There are also some secret histories, which are the journeys of all living and dead sword immortals to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

As for that Cui Dongshan, Pingtai only gave him a blank sheet of paper.

However, there are two pieces of paper from the Ministry of Criminal Justice to the study here, and one briefly explains where this person once appeared, stayed, and behaved. He has the most academic career in the academy, and he first appeared in the Lizhu Cave that has not yet fallen to the ground. Afterwards, Yu Lu, a young man who was the crown prince of the Lu family, and the girl who changed her name to Xie Xie were taken to the Tai Sui Academy, where they clashed with the Gao family of the Sui Dynasty who enshrined Cai Jingshen, and a very splendid magic weapon was played in the capital. Heavy rain, and later together with Ruan Xiu hunted down a Yuanying bottleneck sword cultivator from the Zhuying Dynasty, and successfully beheaded him on the border of the Zhuying Dynasty.

The closing words on the first page of the files of the Ministry of Punishment said that this person broke through very quickly, had many magic weapons, and had an extremely strange temperament.

The second page, densely packed, is full of introductions to those magic weapons.

Song Jixin withdrew his gaze, turned his head and continued to stare at the four screens. Now there are people who practice Taoism on the mountain in and out of the vassal mansion. There are many hidden identities. Ye Zong's ancestral hall, which has been lurking in Aquarius Continent for many years, is secretly enshrined, and there is also the business manager of Beiju Luzhou Qionglin Sect in Aquarius Continent.

Song Jixin was like a fool at first, he could only speak decent words as much as possible, but after the review, Song Jixin suddenly found that the words he thought were decent were the most inappropriate words, which probably made many people hesitate to reveal their identities An expert in the world, he felt that chatting with him, a young vassal king, was like playing the piano against a cow.

Because Song Jixin has never figured out what he wants.

Changing back to Song and his real name to compete with his younger brother for the dragon chair, Song Jixin is not interested, or Song Jixin is afraid of repeating the same mistakes, but anyone who has read a few history books knows that the brother of the Emperor's House will kill many people of.Whether it is the present day or the empress dowager, they are all his close relatives after all.Song Jixin found that his life seemed to be so muddy all the time. It was difficult to love anyone purely, and it was difficult to hate anyone thoroughly. In the end, he paid off his debts one by one. Supervisor Song Yuzhang, neighbor Chen Pingan, maid Zhigui

It can't go on like this.

Song Jixin clenched the heart-nourishing pot in his hand and stood up suddenly.

Zhigui at the door of the study actually stood quietly for a long time, and then he said: "My lord, someone asked to see me, and I have been waiting for a long time. She is the daughter of the Jiang family in Yunlin, Fu Nanhua's wife in name, um, that woman looks a little bit Wealthy. It's just a master who has used his tricks to cover his eyes, and his real appearance is not bad."

Song Jixin smiled and walked towards the door.

When walking side by side with her, Song Jixin asked softly: "Snake gallstone, gold fine copper coin, how much do you need?"

Zhigui's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Young Master, of course, it's the same as silver taels in the early years. The more the better, but now these materials are strictly controlled by the imperial court, and the imperial treasury in the capital will not take them out casually."

Song Jixin smiled and said: "Don't worry, just find a trivial matter. I can make a deal with Nanyue Shanjun, use that Fan Junmao as a cover, and try to intercept half of it and give it to you."

Zhigui seemed to be surprised, and secretly glanced at Song Jixin, the young master is a little different now.

She continued to wander her eyes, but she didn't reveal the secret.

There are only a handful of people in Aquarius Continent who can make her feel jealous, and there happens to be one there, and she is the one she is least willing to provoke.

After Song Jixin left the study.

A young boy in white circled around from behind the four screens, and squatting in the corner was a dull child who didn't need to breathe from head to toe.

Cui Dongshan held a folding fan in one hand, tapped his back lightly, turned his wrist with the other hand, turned out a brush, and drew circles on a screen. He helped write more about the background of Beiju Luzhou on it. name, and then leaned on the table, flipped through the three pages of paper about myself, first on the two pages of the file of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, on the many entries of magic weapons with unknown names, and added them one by one, and finally on the blank page of the cow and horse column Above, write a sentence Cui is an old bastard, ask him if you don't believe me.

After writing, I am quite satisfied.

He beckoned to let brother Gao come to him, Cui Dongshan bent down, and drew a brush on the child's face.

Then without raising his head, he smiled and said, "Ma Kuxuan, it's good to enjoy being unruly. One day, you will suffer a lot."

Ma Kuxuan appeared, and leaned against the door of the study, "It's so painful to entangle the Master of the State Teacher with death and cause and effect. It's fine if others don't know it. Frogs at the bottom of the well are clustered in shallow water. But you don't know, my last Don't be afraid of this"

Cui Dongshan still painted a turtle on Brother Gao's face, "On the way here, I saw a scholar with a sense of righteousness. He still has some skills in dealing with people's hearts and general trends. Facing the pointing of a group of big Li cavalry, he pretended to die generously." I was willing to die for my country, and I really almost cheated him of his reputation. I let someone put the knife back into its sheath, and smashed a finger of the scholar with the handle of the knife, and I only said to the official. A few words, life is not only about life and death, between life and death, there are many disasters. As long as you survive the pain of ten fingers, don't worry, I will take care of him. The leader, after death, can still be called Wenzhen. Guess what happened?"

Ma Kuxuan frowned.

Cui Dongshan nodded after finishing the painting, and his pens are everywhere, which is indeed the manifestation of his life's skills. Then he turned his head and said with a smile: "I believe you said that you are not afraid of death, but you are not even entangled with cause and effect. I don’t understand, the frog in the well, where’s the right to tell me whether I’m afraid or not? I’m not afraid to talk about Malanhua. Whose arrangement is it? It’s not that I scare you. Just relying on a high realm is a great ability. How many people can kill me? Even if you have the sky in the future I still worry about you for thousands of years, and I just do it casually. So, be smart and let me save some time. Otherwise, when the day comes when you are really scared, what good will it do to me? One of the fundamental purposes of the theory of gong is to try not to make people stupid, and make sure that you who seek benefits can get benefits."

Ma Kuxuan nodded, "It makes sense."

Cui Dongshan sat on the chair, twirled the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "If you don't get beaten for a few days, it's fun to beat poor beggars."

Ma Kuxuan said with a smile: "If you can beat a poor beggar today, you might be able to beat a rich man tomorrow. One has to think a little bit about life, otherwise he would just be a beggar for the rest of his life."

Suddenly, Cui Dongshan nodded vigorously and said, "It makes sense."

Ma Kuxuan clasped his fists and said, "I hope I can still listen to the teachings of the national teacher in the future."

After Nama Kuxuan left, Cui Dongshan shook his folding fan, leisurely, with four big running script written on the fan, convincing others with virtue.

Cui Dongshan stretched out a finger, gestured casually, it should be writing, and said complacently: "Swipe three inches vertically, a thousand feet high. A line of white flies, and a long rainbow picks up the sky"

Cui Dongshan turned his head and looked at the child standing silently beside the desk, "Which child is so handsome."

The child whose whole face was covered with ghost marks suddenly said: "Sir, I want to learn chess."

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said: "Teaching boxing and walking, starving master to death, teaching you how to play chess, what good does it do me?"

The child said: "You can play chess with the master."

Cui Dongshan shook his head, did not give an answer, but said something strange and confused: "The old sword left behind will have a return date."

It is not an idiot to carve a boat and seek a sword, and it is not ridiculous to be worried.

Cui Dongshan began to close his eyes and meditate.

The child starts to be in a daze.

Half an hour later, Song Jixin returned to the study alone, and Zhigui said that he would go out for a walk in the city.

Song Jixin stopped when he saw the white-clothed young man occupying the magpie's nest, and then moved on, picked a chair to sit down, and said with a smile, "Mr. Cui really doesn't see anyone."

Old Dragon City is not a place where cultivators can feel as if they are in the land of no one.

Cui Dongshan opened his eyes and asked, "You know who I am"

Song Jixin nodded and said, "Some guesses."

Cui Dongshan tapped his shoulder with a folding fan, "Brother Gao, tell him who I am, I'm afraid he will guess wrong."

The child said with a serious look: "My husband is Dongshan."

Cui Dongshan put away the folding fan, suddenly burst into laughter, and brought the whole chair upside down.

Cui Dongshan suddenly restrained his expression and stood up.

Overwhelmed by the momentum and invisible involvement, Song Jixin couldn't help himself, and immediately stood up.

Cui Dongshan said in a deep voice: "Now that things have come to an end, I won't mess with you anymore. My name is Cui Dongshan, and Cui is my least successful named disciple."

Song Jixin bowed and bowed, and said softly, "Master Guoshi, why bother to be mean to yourself."

Cui Dongshan made a fan with his hands, and the breeze was blowing on his face, "The only way to relieve my worries is to laugh at myself."

The three pages of paper on the table were all reduced to ashes and dissipated with the wind.

Cui Dongshan walked around the table, walked to the window sill near Song Jixin, and said softly: "Qi Jingchun has high expectations for you, why haven't you paid attention to it all these years?"

Song Jixin remained silent.

Cui Dongshan sighed, "Song Jixin, Song Jixin, do you know that your fate is placed in many romance novels, and you are the first one to appear at the beginning or the last one at the end. What do you do? The one who is not up to the mark, small-brained and not smart, look at Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane, with a cat by his side, you are even more remarkable, before you go out, you brought Wang Zhu, for example, with that peach leaf Xie Ling from Lane, my ancestors can walk out from the first few pages of the genealogy, people like you are all little gods who are destined by destiny."

Song Jixin's face is ugly, what is it all about?

The young man in white raised his head, pretending to be crying silently, as if feeling that the atmosphere was not enough, he snapped his fingers.

Brother Gao understood and began to sing that little song, which was a cheerful story about the deliciousness of stinky tofu.

In Cui Dongshan's view, a person has two good ways of living. One is that God enjoys food and eats. He has little immediate worries and no long-term concerns. He opens and closes his eyes and lives comfortably every day.One is that the patriarch enjoys the food and eats it. With a skill, you don’t have to worry about the wind, the sun, the rain, and the money, so you can eat candied haws, you can eat stinky tofu, and you can also have a bunch of candied haws, one bite at a time. Stinky tofu.

The poor young feudal lord stood where he was, not knowing what to think.

On the square outside the gate of the Ji Se Peak Patriarchal Hall, a huge martial arts conference was held. To show its importance, a table and four benches were set up, and the table was filled with melons, fruits and pastries.

Of course, the gate of the Patriarch Hall is not opened casually, let alone moving things out casually, so the tables and stools are specially moved from the Zushan of the Lost Mountain.

All of you here are now the masters of the Donghuashan sub-rudder under the general helm of Longquan County.

The sub-rudder leader Pei Qian sat on the main seat, with her back facing the gate of the Patriarch Hall, her arms folded around her chest. There was a wooden plaque on the table in front of her, which was the token of the leader of the chief helm of Longquan County. Sister Aquarius gave it to her. It has been kept by Pei Qian for many years.

Not long after being promoted to the sub-rudder's sub-rudder master, Zhou Mili, the protector of Luobashan right, attended the meeting as an enshrinement to Chen Nuanshu, and the absence of the enshrined Chen Lingjun has already been recorded once in the account book by the helm master Pei Qian.

The girl in the pink skirt who was in charge of all the house keys in Luobashan, and the little girl in black who was holding a small golden pole and a green bamboo walking stick, sat side by side on the bench.

Li Huai, the head of the small rudder of a certain academy under the jurisdiction of the sub-rudder, and Liu Guan and Ma Lian, students of the Yale Academy, were among the members, and the three of them crowded together on a bench.Liu Guan, Ma Lian, and Li Huai were not only classmates of Sui Shanya Academy, but also friends of the same school. Liu Guan was a child of the Han family, Ma Lian was from a wealthy family of the Sui Dynasty, and the Ma family and the Geyang Gao family of the Sui Dynasty were still friends. The relatives-in-law, Liu Guan and Ma Lian are all the seeds of the Sui Dynasty who are highly expected by the masters of the academy.

There is also Rongsheng Qilong Lane Right Protector, the former Mantou Mountain, Houlongzhou Chenghuang Pavilion incense villain, because he is the smallest in size, he was allowed to sit on the table by the sub-rudder master, and he was fortunate to be able to face the sub-rudder master.

The left protector of Qilong Lane was lying under the bench.

As the chief rudder of the leader of the martial arts alliance, Li Baoping.The honorary rudder master of the sub-rudder, Cui Dongshan, the big white goose, was absent from the alliance.

Pei Qian coughed, glanced over the crowd, and said, "I've summoned you today for three things to discuss. It's not a joke. Zhou Mili, put the melon seeds back first. Liu Guan, you have to sit properly."

The little girl silently put down the handful of melon seeds she was holding in her hand.Liu Guan sat down angrily.

Master Rudder, you are indeed stern and selfless, so you don't have any feelings.

Pei Qian says

There are three things. The first thing is to promulgate the rules of sub-rules, which are the fundamental purpose of walking in the rivers and lakes. They are all extracted by Pei Qian from the novels of Jianghu Romance, and they mainly revolve around the teachings of the master.For example, having a skill is the foundation of the people of the rivers and lakes, and fighting for justice is the martial arts of the people of the rivers and lakes. In addition to fists, feet and swords, how to distinguish right from wrong, break the game accurately, and finish the game without any omissions is a true hero. Need to think about it After thinking about it again, when Lu sees injustice, he must have a roar, but it is not enough.

Then there is the reason for a series of job changes and promotions about the sub-helm.He focused on commending Zhou Mili and Xianghuo for their punctuality, and severely criticized the lazy and lazy worker who was riding the dragon on the left side of the lane.

One last thing, she is going to go to Beiju Luzhou with Li Huai soon. This is the first serious trip down the mountain, so it needs to work together and talk more about her own experience of walking in the rivers and lakes. Chen Nuanshu is in charge Written in a pen, compiled into a book and copied several copies, and everyone will have a copy in the future.

After talking about the business, Pei Qian waved his hand, "Eating melon seeds"

On the Jise Peak, there is a lot of fun.

Along the way, accompanied by strong winds and flying birds in the sky, the cross-continental ferry boat of Pimazong, which was dragged by heroic spirits in the sea of ​​clouds, docked smoothly at the ferry of bones. Yuanying monk Du Wensi who is stationed in Qinglu Town, Ghost God Valley, and Pang Lanxi, the direct line sword repairman of Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall.Chen Lingjun walked off the ferry with a trekking stick and a bamboo box on his back. Many monks who traveled southward to Aquarius Island and finally returned to their hometown flew off the ferry one after another, bluffing like dumplings, and had disputes with many monks at the ferry. , Chen Lingjun was eye-opening to see that the cultivator of Luzhou in Beiju really lived up to his reputation, he was full of heroic courage and very bold.How many people would have to be beaten to the ground by Longquan Jianzong and Dali cultivator if this was to be put on the Niujiaoshan ferry at home?

Chen Lingjun first went to the increasingly desolate mural city, and bought a set of pictures of goddesses in the gallery, which was regarded as a door-to-door gift for the Pima Sect. For these expenses, the Patriarch of Luoluo Mountain had advanced a sum of immortal money to Chen Lingjun, but Chen Lingjun did not Use a snowflake money from that small treasury, just kidding, Uncle Chen would be short of this money. After the county, Uncle Chen became a little bit kinder to others, otherwise his hot temper would have been punched to death by his mother.

Sometimes, Chen Lingjun, who likes to think wildly by himself, always feels that all Qi practitioners in the world should live in a small town for a while, and humbly ask him for some experience in the world.

In the formidable Pima Sect, the suzerain Zhu Quan did not show up, and the two ancestors were not on the mountain either. One had traveled far away for many years, and the other ancestor Yan Su, who was in charge of law, had been busy with visiting Pima all these years. The elders of the Zhongtu Shangzong of the Zongzong are strengthening the mountain protection formation together, Pang Lanxi is retreating, Du Wensi is still fighting with the gang of skeletons in Qinglu Town, Chen Lingjun has not seen any acquaintances, and while complaining that his master is not big enough. Without the suzerain to pick him up in person, he held a banquet for himself, while working hard to maintain the posture of seeing the world, and carefully looked around. In the early years, he had a fight with Ruan Qiong at the blacksmith shop in the small town, and almost fell for the road. , a sage of Fengxue Temple dressed in the same style as the crops, is it not clear that he deliberately deceived people? So this trip, Chen Lingjun felt that it would be safer for him to take it easy.

Chen Lingjun gave the gift, and the person who received Chen Lingjun and the gift recipient was a man named Wei Yusong, who was kind and amiable. He claimed to be an accountant who suffers from every day and is the most ineffective talker. Chen Lingjun felt that he had encountered a difficult brother, but kept reminding When I go out this time, don't easily call others brothers and sisters.Chen Lingjun did not miss reading books along the way, but they were mostly the precautions for those places with steep mountains and rivers. Chen Lingjun didn't look carefully at Pimazong and Chunlupu, the hills that his master had stepped on and formed incense. For a while, he felt that Wei Yusong was a good candidate for beheading the chicken head and burning the yellow paper, so Chen Lingjun hurriedly hugged his feet and found a chance, secretly took out a booklet from his master, turned to the Pima sect, and found this Wei Yusong, the master specifically mentioned a few things in the brochure, saying that he is a senior who is very good at doing business, he can be regarded as the God of Wealth of the Pima Sect, and reminded Chen Lingjun that when he sees him in the future, he must respect him and refrain from talking nonsense.

Now that he knew that the other party was a big man in charge of money in a sect, Chen Lingjun immediately knew that there were three kinds of people who could not be provoked on the top of a fairy family mountain. The oil lamp must have a dark heart and hands, and the last one is the direct descendant of the very young Patriarch Hall.

Saying goodbye to Wei Yusong, politely refused the other party's persuasion, and did not dare to bother him to send him to the mountain gate. When Chen Lingjun went down the mountain alone, he met a plain woman on the way. It seemed that there was something wrong with his eyes. It's awkward, I'm not that Wei Bo, what to look at.The woman had no eyesight, so she followed Chen Lingjun furtively all the way. When they reached the mountain gate, Chen Lingjun felt a little guilty, so he planned to change his mind, climb the mountain again, and live in Pimazong for a few days. It's not too late to get rid of it.

At the gate of the mountain, after the woman with the knife at her waist called herself Zhu Quan, Chen Lingjun's knees softened, his body swayed, and he finally stabilized himself.

Zhu Quan said with a smile: "Wei Bo has sent a letter to Mu Yishan with flying swords. If there is any trouble about leaving the river in the future, you can report the name of Pima Zong Zhuquan. It may not necessarily save lives, but it will definitely help you avenge. Of course, it is best to have no troubles. But it will be difficult, traveling in the rivers and lakes in Luzhou, Beiju, without getting into a lot of troubles, what kind of experience is it."

Chen Lingjun expressed his thanks tremblingly.Zhu Quan waved his hand, Chen Lingjun said goodbye, Zhu Quan suddenly asked: "When will Chen Pingan return from the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

Chen Lingjun shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, every time my master goes out for a trip, he doesn't know exactly when he will return."

Zhu Quan glanced at Chen Lingjun's bamboo box and trekking stick, and laughed loudly: "You Luopo Mountain, you all walk around in this outfit."

Chen Lingjun nodded vigorously.

Zhu Quan suddenly said with emotion: "I'm a little envious of that guy's freedom."

Chen Lingjun couldn't understand the weird words of these people on the top of the mountain hidden in the clouds, but at least he could tell that this famous woman suzerain had a good impression of her master.Otherwise, she didn't need to make a special trip back to Muyi Mountain from Ghost Mystery Valley.In the ordinary mountain fairy family, the most important thing is to treat people on an equal footing, and the rules are complicated. In fact, Wei Yusong met Chen Lingjun, and Chen Lingjun was already very satisfied.

The master of a sect went to the fifth realm, and dared to knock down the ghost and mythical valley Gao Cheng for so many years, such a heroic woman actually showed her face in person, so after Chen Lingjun left Muyi Mountain, his walk was a bit swaying.

According to the established route, Chen Lingjun took a Chunlupu ferry to the east entrance of Jidu. The steward of the ferry was Song Lanqiao, a Jindan cultivator, and now he has a chair in the Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall. After Chen Lingjun visited, Song Lanqiao was a little too polite No, Chen Lingjun was directly arranged in the guest room of Tianzihao. Not to mention, I chatted with Chen Lingjun for a long time. In the words, apart from the warmth from the bottom of my heart, Chen Lingjun was so respectful and humble to Chen Pingan and Luopo Mountain. Even more uncomfortable.

Now Luopo Mountain, Piyun Mountain, Pimazong, Chunlupu, and the four parties form an alliance. Among them, Wei Yusong of Pimazong and Tang Xi of Chunlupu are all in charge of specific affairs. Song Lanqiao and Tang Xi are allies. Being able to become a member of the ancestral hall of Chunlupu is all due to the young Chen Jianxian, not to mention that the latter has a close relationship with Song Lanqiao's preaching mentor. Song Lanqiao has almost never met his master, so he never forgets an outsider. That is no longer a relationship between sword immortals and sword immortals.

The farther away Chen Lingjun is from home, the more homesick he becomes.

Everyone misses it, even the old blind Taoist priest who practiced in Huanghu Mountain often thinks of it.

When Wei Bo was parting on the ferry, he said something, saying that it is not too difficult for a cultivator to go out, kill people with skills, and overwhelm others with power, the difficulty lies in winning the hearts of others.

For the first time, Chen Lingjun carefully read the contents of the brochures that he had missed before, and then went to the viewing platform, lying on the railing in a daze, the bright moon hung high in the sky, half circle hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, far and near, as if the ferry only needs to change its route slightly , you can bump into it head-on, as simple as a tourist passing through an arch.

It makes a difference whether the master is in Luoba Mountain or not. Chen Lingjun has already felt this point.

It's just that if you don't leave Luopo Mountain and go through this experience, it's hard to understand why it's different and where it's different.

When getting along with the master day and night, the master's state and status seem to be easily overlooked. When Chen Lingjun walked on the mountain road that the master walked, he realized that the boy in the mud bottle lane that he reluctantly followed seemed to have really changed. Very powerful.

Chen Lingjun calmed down his thoughts, packed his luggage, and went to say hello to Song Lanqiao, then left the ferry halfway, went to Suijia City, and went straight to the Temple of Fire.

Under the secret planning of Cangyun Lake Longgong Hujun, the Fire God Temple, which was once in ruins, was rebuilt. The local government spent a lot of money to reshape a painted statue of the god. The incense was in full swing. Chen Lingjun picked a late night and respectfully knocked on the door to visit. See you Seeing the man whose realm was not too high, Chen Lingjun took out a lot of Xianjia wine, the man who showed his real body was very happy, but he didn't ask a word about Chen Pingan's current affairs.

Chen Lingjun felt that this old man was very appetizing to him, just like him, with the most quack spirit

So there is no need to persuade both parties to drink.

The master not only wrote it in books and brochures, but also told Chen Lingjun verbally that this local god was Chen Pingan's friend and owed him a drink.

On the other side of Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace, after receiving the report from the Temple of Fire God, Lord Yinhou of the Lake immediately came late at night without bringing any confidants to follow. The distance of [-] miles, for a person who is within the jurisdiction of the entire accompanying city As far as Mr. Hu is concerned, it is just a few more steps to wander around his yard.

Seeing the red-faced boy in Tsing Yi who was shaking his arms and legs and talking about the mountains, Lord Hu Yinhou was stunned. That Chen Jianxian, how could he have such a friend?

It's just a drink, and it's a pleasure to drink.

But the man from Huoshen Temple, after Yin Hou came, he only treated each other with courtesy and was not friendly, but had a good time drinking with Chen Lingjun.

In the early morning, Chen Lingjun left the Fire God Temple, went to the Golden Crow Palace, and visited Liu Zhiqing, the golden elixir bottleneck swordsman.

They were also treated grandly and sent to the mountain where Liu Zhiqing practiced in seclusion.

Chen Lingjun saw Liu Zhiqing.

With the fairy appearance of a handsome young man, a golden hairpin on his head, and a snow-white robe, it makes one feel as if all the famous mountains and rivers in the world are waiting for the blessing of this kind of cultivator.

Liu Zhiqing smiled and asked if he wanted to drink tea. Chen Lingjun said no, Liu Zhiqing didn't force it. In fact, the two sides had nothing to talk about. Liu Zhiqing was not the kind of mountain monk who was good at socializing. At that time, Liu Zhiqing didn't want to keep him anymore, so Chen Lingjun stood up and said goodbye. Liu Zhiqing was going to be sent to the foot of the mountain. Chen Lingjun knew that this person was in seclusion, so he quickly refused, and rushed down the mountain, leaving the Golden Crow Palace. They refused the other party's banquet at the same time, confessed, thanked, and made an appointment for the next time, all in one go, and Chen Lingjun became more and more familiar with it.

After that, I will go to Chunlu Garden instead of taking the Xianjia ferry.

In the end, Chen Lingjun chose an ordinary boat because he was naturally close to water. In the picture scroll of the boat sailing, amidst the sound of apes on both sides of the river, the light boat visited Ten Thousand Mountains.

Arriving at the boundary of Chunlupu, Chen Lingjun was not in a hurry to talk to Song Lanqiao, who was already an old acquaintance, but according to the album, he first visited the landscape on both sides of Dadu Estuary, and then went to Chunlupu to visit Yuying Cliff. Then go to the 蚍乱 shop founded by my master. There is a acting shopkeeper, and the business is very good. Chen Lingjun has been a shop assistant for two days.

In the night of this day, suddenly a continent sacrificed swords.

The whole Spring Dew Garden was brightly lit in an instant. Chen Lingjun quickly opened the shop and looked up. The street was bustling with people, saying that a sword fairy had fallen on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Chen Lingjun, who was thousands of miles away from his hometown, thought of the master who was farther away from his hometown than himself, so he sat on the threshold, resting his chin on his hands, with a sad expression on his face.

On the southern battlefield of the Sword Qi Great Wall, a golden river appeared for the third time.

A young man carried a sword box full of borrowed Jianfang swords.

Standing on the top of the city, Chen Pingan looked at the battlefield for a moment, stepped out, and fell to the ground. During the fall, his hands had already rolled up his sleeves. When he was about to land, his knees were slightly bent, and he stepped on the void. Suddenly rushing forward, a large pit was suddenly sunken on the ground behind him, deep in the ground, muffled thunder shook.

Do not control the sword, but control the wind.

Like an arrow that was more than a hundred feet away from the city wall in an instant, he pressed the heads of two monster monks with both hands, and with a light push, the two corpses with rotting heads were thrown out.

When Chen Pingan landed floatingly, all the sword cultivators around the battlefield subconsciously stayed away from here, and automatically made way for the young hermit official who went out of the city to fight for the third time.

Today's Sword Qi Great Wall no longer has the slightest bit of resentment, because the young Yinguan turned out to be a sword repairer, and he was even more capable of killing people.

A warrior monk wearing heavy armor and holding a big halberd stabs straight forward. The young hermit went straight forward and smashed the long halberd with his head casually. At that time, before the fist frame was raised, the fist intention opened first.

Within tens of feet of the surrounding battlefield with Chen Pingan as the center, the flood of fists poured indiscriminately. Not only that, the second larger circle of fists rose again in the distance, stirring endlessly. They are like layers of moon halos.

The warrior in the middle is at the height of his power.

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