Sword comes

Chapter 993 What a Beautiful Mountain

Chen Ping picked up the book on the ground with a smile and patted the dust off.

Coincidentally, Cen Yuanji walked down the mountain, and Zhu Lian and Wei Bo appeared at the archway of the gate with warm trees and millet grains. Chen Lingjun burst into tears, and shouted Brother Dafeng at the top of his voice.

Chen Pingan immediately threw the book to Zheng Dafeng, Zheng Dafeng pushed the book with both hands, and slapped the book to the Taoist Xianwei.

Zhu Lian was at a loss at first, he only looked at the title of the cover, it was a serious book, but he didn’t need the old cook to flip through the contents, he didn’t need to have a look at it, he just looked at the newness of the book, especially the pages with too many corners, the old cook said Knowing that something was wrong, with a calm expression, he stretched out his hand to push away Chen Lingjun's head, and put the book into his arms calmly.

A group of people sat around the table, Nuan Shu was in charge of serving tea and water, Xiaomi Mili distributed melon seeds, and gave Zheng Dafeng an extra pack of dried fish, which was regarded as a cleansing for Zheng Dafeng.

Even Cen Yuanji made an exception and stopped practicing boxing, sitting side by side with the two little girls.In any case, Zheng Dafeng is the first gatekeeper of Luopo Mountain. Although his eyes are not straight, he has never had a hair or a finger. This man has been away from home for many years and then returns. She should stop and sit down out of reason.

Chen Lingjun sat on a bench with Zheng Dafeng, took Zheng Dafeng's hand, and patted the back of his hand, "Dafeng, brother misses you."

This is really not a polite word. When Zheng Dafeng was the gatekeeper, Chen Lingjun was very active every day. It was a fairy day.Daoist Xianwei is not as witty as Brother Dafeng.

Zhu Lian and Wei Bo were of course very happy about Zheng Dafeng's return home, but they didn't exchange polite greetings with Zheng Dafeng. It's unnecessary for them to be friends for many years and people of the same way.

If you really want to think about it, the first small hill of Luopi Mountain is actually the three of them, but the like-minded Chief Zhou was added later.

The secret lineage of the Zhulou genealogy of Pei Qian and the others is actually not part of Chen Lingjun, and they don't know what the ancestor Jingqing in Yunzi's mind has been doing for so many years.

Zheng Dafeng raised his head and looked at Luopo Mountain, the man nodded lightly, quite satisfied, the green mountain flowers bloomed like embroidered cheeks, as if they were coming back for me.

The man smiled again and looked at Cen Yuanji who was sitting across the table.

Seeing that Sister Cen is not yet married, she is probably infatuated, waiting for Brother Dafeng to come home?

Cen Yuanji nodded with a straight face.

Zheng Dafeng smiled knowingly, Miss Cen was still reserved, always pretending not to care on her side.

These years, I have been running back and forth between Feisheng City wine shop and the cold shelter. Whenever I drink and miss my hometown, I always think of Miss Cen's posture of practicing boxing up and down the mountain.

How touching, who can teach a loyal man who originally planned to guard his body like a jade all his life, to change his mind five or six times just by looking at it.

Chen Ping asked curiously, "How did you come back?"

A pure martial artist who wants to learn to ascend to the realm of Qi and travel far away in other worlds. After all, he is bare-handed and cannot control his natal objects to clear the way, so he must be a martial artist of the end.

Especially wanting to "wad" in the long river of time without getting lost is indeed too harsh for a pure martial artist.

In addition, there is another way to go, which is to be able to obtain an exception approval from the Confucian Temple, such as Zhao Yao, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment of Dali, but this is because Zhao Yao not only belongs to the line of literary sages, but also in a sense, Zhao Yao can also be regarded as a white man. Also an unnamed disciple, it just so happened that Lao Xiucai and Bai Ye had both been in the "beginning of the Hongmeng" in the colorful world, and the two sides joined forces to establish the merit of "creating the world".

And Zheng Dafeng is obviously not in these two paths.

"The mountain man has his own plan."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and took out a rare item from his sleeve, shaped like a jujube stone, with long and short fingers, but it didn't look like an old item on the mountain from a long time ago.

Chen Ping took it into his hand and weighed it a few times, but he didn't feel the weight. He asked doubtfully, "Is it a weaving shuttle?"

Zheng Dafeng made a fool of himself again, and said with a tsk-tsk smile: "What kind of eyesight is the owner of the mountain, and he only sees that this thing is the thing of the machine? You can pour some spiritual energy into it and try."

When Chen Pingan poured spiritual energy into the shuttle like pouring water, a vision appeared of the simple and unobtrusive thing, inside the fine wood grain of the shuttle, there was a rainbow flashing like an arrow flying, if he held his breath, If you look closely for a long time, you can occasionally see a snow-white horse stepping on the rainbow light of flying arrows, like a bird flying on a branch. The white horse ignores the waterway constraints of the "river bed" wood grain, and shuttles freely between the two lines of longitude and latitude.For a long time, the sun and the moon flew like a shuttle, time flew like an arrow, white horses passed by, and cows and donkeys walked on the bridge.Is it actually a talisman token that can ignore the rules of the avenue and travel through the long river of time at will?

When Zheng Dafeng left his hometown in the early years, he had an agreement with old man Yang. There were arrangements for when and how he would return to Haoran Tianxia.

Zheng Dafeng started selling melons as the queen's mother-in-law, and she slapped the table with her palm lightly, acting as a storyteller, saying: "In ancient times, in the old Yuzhou in the north of Chuzhou, there were many thunderstorms in the daytime, and it became a big lake over time. The True Meaning of Thunder and Lightning. Later, there was an unknown Dao Sanxian who went boating in Thunder Lake and made a net to fish. He accidentally picked up a shuttle and hung it on the fishing net. When the shuttle came out of the water, there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The thunderstorm came suddenly, the shuttle turned into a dragon and went away, turned into a rainbow and fled far away, and disappeared. It is said that this object has a very long history. It used to be the Wuleiyuan in the first government, two courtyards and three divisions of the ancient Leibu, which was specially used to drive away mountains. Moving the lake, blowing the sea to uncover the waves, lifting yin and yang, especially this object is one of the important tokens to kill the land floods and droughts and the illegal dragons."

Chen Ping nodded when he heard the words. It was rainy in ancient Shu and the water flowed through the sea, so the wine in the gourd ladle hung by the Taoist of Chunyang was brewed from the watery Okinawa River. Shock thousands of dragons.

Zheng Dafeng urged: "Brother Jingqing, don't you want to touch this priceless and rare thing?"

Because Chen Pingan deliberately kept the power of thunder in his palm at this moment, so that it would not pour out. Otherwise, Chen Lingjun and Hongxia, the water-loving dragons, would just take a look at it, just like ordinary people looking up at the scorching sun for a long time. , really hot eyes, full of tears.

Chen Lingjun was eager to try, but he sailed carefully, and said with a smile: "Do you think I'm a fool? With such a history, it must be hot to tell you so mysteriously."

Xiaomi Li said: "The children in the small town often play the game of shuttle."

Pei Qian used to go to the school to attend classes. She, the right protector of Qilong Lane, often waited at the gate of the school with the left protector, one on the left and the other on the right, waiting for Pei Qian to leave school.

On the way back to Qilong Lane, I often see children from the market gathering in the streets and alleys, holding long wooden sticks and hitting the end of the short shuttle on the ground. A child with good eyesight and great strength can win more than a dozen shuttlecocks as a bet. After all, the feather shuttlecock has to be affixed with a few copper coins, and the short shuttlecock is made of the most common wood, which is worthless. Both.Pei Qian used to have a lot of shuttles, all made by the shopkeeper Shi Rou, and her playmate at that time was only Xiaomi Mili, so when they played, every time the shuttles went away, they would let Qilong Lane go left. When the protector came back, occasionally Pei Qian would play tricks, so when he saw the right moment, he yelled "Let's go" and accurately punched the wooden shuttle into the roadside latrine. The mood and expression at that time can be imagined.

So as long as Pei Qian is there, it really doesn't dare to refine it successfully.

Zheng Dafeng gave a thumbs up to Xiao Mili, "In a word, this is the second layer of origin of this shuttle and why it fell into my hands all the way. Sure enough, the right guardian has good eyesight. I haven't seen it for a few years. See you, take a look!"

Xiao Mi Li grinned, raised her hand and pressed twice, "Don't be surprised by common sense."

Only on the side of Zheng Dafeng and Liu Sleepy, Xiaomi always feels that she is very clever.

Chen Ping returned the shuttle to Zheng Dafeng.

Zheng Dafeng carefully put it in his sleeves, gathered his voice into a thread, and whispered to Chen Pingan: "It's Li Huai, a bastard who got tired of playing when he was young. In the early years, the little bastard often came to play in the backyard of the drug store. The old man was afraid that Li Huai would feel bored, so he handed it to him." He made some kitty objects, among them this shuttle, and Li Huai never took it seriously. At that time, he was playing shuttle in the backyard every day wearing crotch pants. Those imprints made by the shuttle are still there now. Back then, I had to help my master mend the window paper every time. , and then came to the door empty-handed, let the master give the whole shuttle again, of course the old man didn't say anything to Li Huai, and immediately went to the utility room to be a temporary carpenter, chopping wood and planing wood for the little boy, and building a new shuttle , just told me, as an apprentice, to get the things back, and if you can’t find them, you don’t need to return them.”

After all, Master and Li Huai were involved, even if the people present were from Luoposhan's family, Zheng Dafeng should not reveal the secrets, cynical, heartless, but not brainless.

What's more, leaving aside the boxing attainments, Li Er is a fart, can he compare with Zheng Dafeng?Married to an aunt, she often blocked the door and scolded her in those years, and almost scolded the master and the old man so badly.This woman Zheng Dafeng has to call her sister-in-law really dares to scold her. She was not happy when senior brother Li Er lost his job in the pharmacy to make a living. A man who is a master of his own is disrespectful to the old, not a thing, an old bachelor, with a full stomach, thinking about picking up ashes all day long, even thinking about his apprentice's daughter-in-law, not often going to her yard at night to squat in the corner, just wanting to Get Li Er drunk, and then insist on dragging her, a woman, to drink with her...

Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "As a result, I almost stared out my eyes. I searched the streets and alleys of the town, and finally found the shuttle. You can't even imagine where I left it. What came out was a latrine by the side of the road, in the pile of corn, Li Huai, a bastard, is really better at throwing things than hiding them."

Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng, who was full of grievances, almost didn't cry on the spot. The self who respects teachers the most was almost forced to cut off his master and apprentice because of this little thing.

Afterwards, Chen Pingan briefly talked about the current situation of Luoba Mountain.

Wei Bo stood up and said goodbye, saying that he had made an appointment with Head Gao to take her on a tour of Piyun Mountain.

Zheng Dafeng looked at the little boy in Tsing Yi out of the corner of his eye, and Chen Lingjun immediately understood. He slapped code words, like Jianghu slang, and secretly raised a palm towards Zheng Dafeng. While twisting his wrist, he gave eight, seven, eight three The gesture of a number, this is to inform Brother Dafeng, telling the high head of the Hushan School, look at the front, side, and back, how beautiful the three are.

it is more than words.Zheng Dafeng nodded lightly, quite surprised, but the man inevitably has a little regret, even if the total score of the three superimposed remains the same, it would be better if it was five, nine, or nine.

Now that Zheng Dafeng knew it well, he had no choice but to remind him aloud: "Wei Shanjun, remember to give me a few words of kindness, it's best to let the high-ranking sect master come to sit with my brother in his spare time, don't deliberately exaggerate the facts, Just tell her the truth, just say that the master is elegant and the house is clean, um, I'm going to dry the bedding now."

Wei Bo smiled and agreed.

Afterwards, Nuan Shu went up the mountain with the rice grains and Zhu Lian went to the Yuanmu Peak to cut trees and bamboos, and build mansions and mountain roads with his own hands, leaving only Chen Lingjun here to join in the fun.

In fact, the most embarrassing one was still Daoist Xian Wei.

For Zheng Dafeng, of course, he has been fascinated for a long time, but when the rightful owner comes, he, the borrower who occupies the magpie's nest, will definitely have to move his home, maybe he can't even keep his identity as the gatekeeper who guarantees the harvest in drought and flood.

Walking towards the house together, Zheng Dafeng said suddenly: "On the other side of Wucai Tianxia, ​​Cui Dongshan approached me and invited me to go to Xiandu Mountain to resume my old career and continue to be a gatekeeper. , You have worked hard and are extremely responsible, so I think this matter can be considered, Shan is mainly willing to let it go, and when the Fengyuan ferry returns from Beiju Luzhou, I will follow the ferry to Qingping Jianzong to settle down."

Cui Dongshan patted Zheng Dafeng's chest and promised that as long as he arrived at Xiandu Mountain, he would teach him what it means to be a real beautiful woman in my mountain, the beautiful Yan Ruyu.

Zheng Dafeng only asked one question, are there any sects around Xiandu Mountain that are similar to Crawfish Back Zhuchai Island and Beiju Luzhou Caique Mansion?

Cui Dongshan vowed that as long as he agrees to be a gatekeeper in Xiandu Mountain, he will be conjured by Zheng Dafeng!

Chen Ping rubbed the center of his brows, this proud student who dug the walls and feet into the colorful world, if he stood in front of him at this moment, he would be able to beat a big white goose into black and black.

Zheng Dafeng sighed: "In this way, Miss Cen can only lose her feelings."

Chen Ping said angrily, "Don't spoil a girl's reputation."

Zheng Dafeng nodded in agreement, and then kicked Chen Lingjun's buttocks with his sleeves flying, "Is it a wine bag and a rice bag? There is no Jade Realm yet."

Chen Lingjun staggered, and said angrily: "What do you think of the Jade Realm? If you want it, you want it, if you have it, you have it?!"

Zheng Dafeng sneered and said, "On the other side of Nuanshu, how did you brag? Isn't the little Jade Raw Land just as easy as turning the palm of your hand?"

Chen Lingjun choked for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Did Xiaomi tell you all this? Oh, what a competent ear god."

Zheng Dafeng raised his foot again, "Still using millet grains? I think on my knees."

Chen Lingjun subconsciously wanted to help Zheng Dafeng, but when he saw Brother Dafeng lift his feet and retract his legs, walking like flying, the boy in Tsing Yi blushed and smiled.

Zheng Dafeng also felt warm in his heart. He said before that he was homesick, and he was sincere and true.The acting shopkeeper was at the wine table in a foreign land, chatting and laughing happily, but new friends are not as good as old friends after all.

Daoist Xianwei is really a simple and honest person. It turned out that after receiving this job as a janitor, Xianwei moved into the house and did not occupy the main room of Zheng Dafeng. This fake Taoist priest just lived in a side room. Room.

Hearing that there was wine in Xianwei's house, Zheng Dafeng put away the key to the main house, and said that it would be better to go to Xianwei's Taoist priest to sit for a while, drinking and chatting.

Xianwei was a little embarrassed, saying that the room was a bit messy.

This side room is not only Xianwei's residence, but also a study room. The gatekeeper is the most leisurely job. Xianwei reads books miscellaneously and diligently. The stationery and books are miscellaneous, besides, Xianwei often reads books like visiting relatives, changing books to review and review, and then put them aside after finishing, so the volumes on the table are upside down, chaos is really chaos.

In addition, Xianwei is used to living a poor life, and he misses the past the most, and he is reluctant to throw away those brushes, so he asks Chen Lingjun for help, and buys a celadon bottle shaped like an urn from a shop in the small town, which is specially used to store Discarded writing brushes are put away, and over time, the old brushes gradually rise above the porcelain bottle, which seems to be like a mountain of pens.

Chen Pingan, the owner of the mountain, was actually the first time to enter the house, so he was very surprised to see the porcelain bottle. Xianwei likes to read books, but anyone who is not blind knows it, but Chen Pingan really didn't expect Xianwei to use it. Lost so many brushes, just what to write?It can't be the novels written by talented scholars and beauties. Do you still think about finding a bookseller to engrave and sell books to make money in the future?So I took a look around, except for a few bamboo dustpans in the corner of the room, which contained a lot of "books" compiled into volumes, and there were some scattered manuscripts on the table. I guess they were all my usual reading experience, or excerpts?Chen Pingan took out one of the manuscripts that was covered under the book, the characters were ordinary, but correct, as for the content... Chen Pingan was speechless after seeing it, and there were only a few words on the paper. If you take a sentence from the neighbor's house in the book, "The fallen hairpin lies on the pillow of water essence", it will be wonderful.

Zheng Dafeng stretched his neck and glanced at the content on the paper, nodded slightly, then shook his head slightly, the man seemed to have suddenly become a Confucian sage sitting in the world, his expression was indifferent, and he began to point out to the younger generation: "If you make another comment, "Shanchai "A pair of pillows" is enough to make the audience dream about, and this scene has a bit of the meaning of "no sound is better than sound."

Xian Wei clapped his palms with his fists, and said with great vigor: "Brother Dafeng is indeed a master of seniors!"

Zheng Dafeng laughed and said: "One more criticism, one more sentence, both pillows are stained with rouge."

Chen Lingjun smirked badly, Xianwei thought for a while, and then he got the right answer, his eyes lit up immediately, he and Zheng Dafeng looked at each other, and nodded.

If Xian Wei hadn't opened his eyes and gained knowledge after traveling in the sea of ​​books in this house for a long time, otherwise he really wouldn't understand what Zheng Dafeng was talking about.

Chen Pingan picked up the book on the table as a "paperweight", intending to put the paper back in its original place and put it under the book again, and said helplessly, "You guys are almost done."

Already regretting the previous thought, at the Patriarch Hall of Ji Se Peak, Chen Pingan was still thinking about whether to invite Xianwei to participate in the debate after receiving a letter from Brother Mao's flying sword.

But when Chen Pingan glanced at the second piece of paper on the table, he immediately put the book and paper aside, and picked up the paper full of small letters.

Zheng Dafeng snorted, "Why is Brother Xianwei so careless?"

Chen Pingan didn't look up, just browsed the contents of the paper carefully, and said with an angry smile: "There must be a limit to nonsense, why is it not doing business properly."

Xianwei looked shy, wishing he could dig a hole in the ground and go down, his voice was like a mosquito, "It's too self-indulgent, it's easy to laugh at."

On the side of the long-admired Dafeng brother, the sincerely convinced Taoist Xianwei always regards himself as a junior.

Zheng Dafeng picked up the rest of the paper on the table, flipped through it quickly, no longer had the smile on his face before, nodded and said: "Brother Xianwei has read a lot of books, he has great ambitions, he plans to use Huainanzi's old track of books. This is a dislike of the frugality of the former, and it is ready to expand? This is a big project. It should have been ordered by the imperial court to have the entire Imperial Academy and dozens of old scholars collate, compile and summarize the books. Brother Xianwei To actually think of shouldering this heavy burden with my own strength, it's fine, it's just right to be the gatekeeper of Luoba Mountain."

It turned out that the Daoist Xianwei planned to learn the methods of the famous work of Xiangxiang, and took the matter called Dashan as the general outline, and then divided them into categories, named them after the five mountains, picked them up and called them Xiaoshan, and then classified them into hills, ridges, mountains, and hills. Feng, etc., in addition to those things and words that are stored in the rhyme under the rhyme, they are named as buried mountains, and then the uninfluential barnyard official history and trivial anecdotes are classified as "water mountains" hidden in the bottom of the mountains, and then they are like land, The wonderful things and words among the mountains under the sea are extracted separately, and continue to be classified into Qunzhen Cave Mansion and Water Dragon Palace, which seem to concentrate spiritual energy and treasure treasures...

Xianwei felt ashamed and said: "I was inspired by Brother Dafeng, so I dared to do such an act of shaking the tree. From the beginning, I didn't think about what to do. It is very likely that I will give up halfway."

Zheng Dafeng was stunned, "How do you say it?"

Xian Wei said wait a moment, ran to the dustpan in the corner, tore off a page from a book that was similar to the preface, and handed it to Zheng Dafeng, Xian Wei explained with a smile: "Brother Dafeng is not proficient in Buddhism. Learning, those Buddhist scriptures are mostly filled with pages filled with explanatory notes. I have read them many times, and over time, I have made a rough summary of Brother Dafeng’s insightful summaries. After that, The idea of ​​building a 'mountain' is still unfinished..."

Zheng Dafeng didn't take it seriously at first, but after he saw the page of the preface, he silently handed it over to Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan took it over and read the opening text. Scalp tingling.

The handwriting on the paper is in italic script with a very monumental meaning. First of all, it is a "big talk" that makes sense.

Taoist Xianwei, who often lives in the deep mountains, is close to the grass and trees, and the cold and heat are close to each other. He has a sense of climbing high, and occasionally has some insights. When the time matches it, the scriptures will make all things flourish and be full of vitality. The beginning of the year is the foundation of Taoism, so it is spring.On the other hand, the atmosphere is awe-inspiring, and the season is here, and the flowers and fruits are fruitful, and it is also autumn.Viewing is serene and clear, like snow covering the world, the world is one color, and winter is also.Zen is round and round, seamless and coherent, just like the time changes, the fortune of the year is silent, but the four seasons follow the rules.

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin, and said with a smile: "My brother Xianwei and I are both the gatekeepers of Luoba Mountain, and those who come here are chasing after their predecessors. Do I count as a successor?"

Chen Ping held back for a long time, and said softly: "My vision of people is still very good, as good as ever."

Chen Lingjun took a few glances at the paper in the master's hand, and it was as if he didn't read it. With his hands folded, he pretended to understand, nodded in approval and said, "Daoist Xianwei, it's not bad, the book is worth reading."

Xianwei only thought that the owner of the mountain was joking with brother Dafeng, so he opened the bag full of charcoal, and added some white charcoal to the brazier, which was made by an old cook. Last winter, Nuanshu would regularly send it to the house at the foot of the mountain. Xianwei felt that a girl in a pink skirt was carrying such a big bag. It was outrageous that the little steward would be covered in charcoal debris after running around. Once, Xianwei went up a mountain by himself to find Zhu Lian, and planned to carry two bags by himself. Back at the house at the foot of the mountain, Zhu Lian smiled and said that it was not an example, because Nuan Shu likes to do these trivial things, one or two more things, just like millet grains picking up one or two copper coins on the ground, will only be happy, but if some habits The daily trivial things that I have done, suddenly one day I don’t have to do them, Nuan Shu will be lost, just like a small grain of rice losing money.

Surrounding the brazier and lighting the charcoal, Xianwei skillfully set up the iron net, and asked Chen Lingjun to go to the kitchen to bring a bunch of rice dumplings, and several people sat around the stove to warm the wine.

Chen Pingan asked: "Where is Feisheng City?"

Zheng Dafeng didn't speak, and stared at Chen Pingan with a strange expression.

Chen Ping asked puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Dafeng just remained silent for a long time.

Chen Ping'an became more and more confused, and couldn't help urging: "Speak up if you have something to say, it's really going to happen, and I can rush over there immediately."

If it's really impossible to bring Xiaomo, then bring Xie Gou, anyway, Xie Gou's agreement with Bai Zehe and Zhongtu Confucian Temple does not include Colorful World.

Zheng Dafeng then smiled and said: "Let's not talk about Feisheng City, now the whole colorful world is just like it was just now, just silent and bored, no one has anything to say."

All this, just because of one person's words.

Traveling to the world with a sword, and then returning to the world of colors, it didn't take long before Ning Yao held a meeting in the Patriarch Hall. She made a final speech, saying that she planned to close the small customs, and the short term was a year or a half, and the long term was two or three years. year.

Chen Pingan had nothing to say and could only grin.

Nowadays, there are countless monks in the upper five realms in the colorful world, and there are at most one-handed monks in the fairyland, and Ningyao is the only one in the ascension realm.

Besides, if Ning Yao practiced swords, before going to the colorful world and entering the Jade Realm, the number of retreats, if Chen Pingan remembered correctly, was only one time.

He was in Ning Mansion at that time, and it didn't take long for Ning Yao that time. Her so-called retreat was more like a meditation.Therefore, Ning Yao's retreat is completely different from the retreat that any monk in the world must be careful about.Therefore, when Ning Yao suddenly said that he was going to retreat, and it would still take "as long as" one, two or three years, the Sword Cultivator of Feisheng City was shocked, which is quite normal. As for the Colorful World outside Feisheng City, What can you say after hearing this?

If anyone dared to provoke Feishengcheng Jianxiu during Ningyao's retreat, one can imagine what would happen to her after she left the retreat.

The last person who didn't believe in evil was Taoist Shanqing. As a result, after a questioning of swords, this closed disciple of the Taoist ancestor went to retreat to recuperate.

Zheng Dafeng said sourly: "Before retreating to practice swords, Ning Yao came to me specifically when he learned that I was leaving, and told me not to talk about the colorful world, so as not to distract you."

In fact, after these years of running-in, Feisheng City has been operating in an orderly manner, and each is performing his duties. The young swordsman and the warriors in the cold palace have also grown up one after another.

Zheng Dafeng sighed: "I never thought that there would be a sect in Luopo Mountain so soon."

"Xia Zongxuan was right in Tongyezhou. In the days of peace, how difficult it is to raise a vassal king in the border area of ​​a country, you can understand after reading a few history books. In the same way, within a continent, how difficult it is to raise a few princes? It is not easy for five-level monks, especially Zongmen."

"On Aquarius Continent, especially in the north-central region that has not been harassed by the war, there are only so many places where the aura of the heavens and the earth and the land suitable for the Celestial Kaifeng are. Maybe if you snore while sleeping, you will disturb the hill next door. It is difficult for neighbors to live in harmony for a long time. If Ruan Tiejiang doesn't move Longquan Jianzong, I can be sure that within a hundred years, Luoluoshan will be jealous of each other. There will always be one kind of conflict among disciples in the future. Tongyezhou is just the opposite. There are fewer monks and more porridge, and there are many lands without owners. There are Aquarius Continent and Posuo Continent, which are in urgent need of Confucian Temple reconstruction, as a buffer, otherwise Liuxia Continent or Aiai Continent will be replaced. Even if Qingping Sword Sect is successfully established, it will still not have the momentum it is today. The key is to be able to cross the river with one With the identity of a dragon, we can win over allies from all sides, and completely dominate and control the excavation of a brand-new Dadu.”

Chen Lingjun said with a playful smile, "Brother Dafeng, if you keep chatting so seriously, I won't recognize you anymore."

Zheng Dafeng picked up the iron tongs and fiddled with the charcoal fire, and asked: "Could it be that the women here don't like witty and talented flirtatious men now, and instead like straight-eyed, silent and dull honest men?"

Chen Lingjun said: "Ugly people are not pleasing, and this will be the case in another 1 years."

Ignoring the gags of the two, Chen Pingan reached out to turn over the fragrant rice dumplings with slightly burnt leaves, rubbed his fingertips, and asked, "Have you really made up your mind to go to Qingping Jianzong?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded and said with a smile: "The prodigal son is always coquettish, he never keeps his own law, he can only wander around."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Xianwei said: "Brother Dafeng, if you go to the lower sect because of me, there is no need, I just move to the mountain, or you can move to Qilong Lane. If you don't find it troublesome and an eyesore, then I will be generous." Leave your face here..."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and waved his hands, interrupted the Taoist priest Xianwei, and picked up a golden rice dumpling, "It would be a lie to say that it has nothing to do with Brother Xianwei, but to be honest, it does. But it doesn’t matter too much. Once I stay here, I can’t help much. The warriors of Luoluo Mountain are either the owner of the mountain or the old cook, or Wei Hailiang and Lu Baixiang who seem to be separated from each other. , Do you need me to teach boxing? I want to teach, but they are not willing to learn. I have been teaching boxing at the Hanxing Palace in Feisheng City for many years, and I have some experience. According to Cui Dongshan, Xiazong specially made Yunzhengshan As a place where martial arts masters learn boxing, I will have a place to use my skills when I go there. Besides, in the small town, the women who used to admire my talent and covet my body can still be said to be milfs at that time Old, the charm is still there, but now they are all old, no accident, they all have grandchildren, what else can they say when they meet, it will only add to the sadness."

Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said, "Eating a zongzi is so disgusting."

Then the little boy in Tsing Yi and Zheng Dafeng looked at each other, both of them were hehehe.

After all, Taoist Priest Xianwei only understands some principles in books, and his knowledge is not deep, so he couldn't understand the mystery for a while.

Chen Pingan said: "The Taoist priest named Shanqing will participate in this debate among the three religions."

Zheng Dafeng twitched the corners of his mouth, "It was the young Taoist who ran to fill up the numbers. This young Taoist priest's quarrel skills are probably not as good as his fighting skills."

Chen Pingan sighed, and began to fight for the closed disciple of the Taoist ancestor, "It's just that I lost to Ning Yao, and it's not ashamed."

Zheng Dafeng laughed and said, "It's like you lost to Cao Ci in Wenquan? Three rounds at Sword Qi Great Wall, one round at Gongde Forest, how many more rounds do you plan to lose?"

Chen Lingjun coughed quickly and complained: "Brother Dafeng, why are you talking? If it wasn't for my brother, I would have fallen over with my big mouth."

Zheng Dafeng raised his palm and slashed at Chen Lingjun's head with a knife. Chen Lingjun immediately raised his elbow to block the knife.

One said that the young hero is young and has deep inner strength, and he can walk the rivers and lakes alone.

Chen Pingan has long been accustomed to this, and said to himself: "I guess I have to lose Cao Ci in two more Wenquan matches, or maybe three more."

Zheng Dafeng said bluntly: "If you lose two or three more games, you won't have to continue competing with Cao Ci in this life, right?"

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

It's a big truth, at most you can lose to Cao Ci three times, if you lose the third match, you don't need to compete with Cao Ci to win or lose.

Because when the time comes to ask about boxing, it is actually just Cao Ci teaching boxing.

Chen Pingan asked abruptly: "Can this shuttle that can help Wufu cross two worlds be imitated?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded and said: "The material of the shuttle is too rare, ordinary people don't even think about it, even a talisman master like Yu Xuan, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, but with my master's methods and family background, of course it is possible. Why do you ask this? "

Chen Pingan said: "The Su store over there to the pharmacy, she left her hometown alone some time ago, and even Shi Lingshan didn't know where she went."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "My junior sister, I probably eloped with some man, Shi Lingshan knew the truth and couldn't help but cry to death, Yanzhi was right not to tell him."

Chen Pingan said: "The Su shop may have gone to Qingming Tianxia."

Zheng Dafeng asked: "Is there a saying here?"

Chen Pingan said in his heart: "It's just a guess. Because I suspect that the last priest of the Sword Qi Great Wall once came to Lizhu Cave Sky in the early years, and then stayed here incognito. This person may be in Qingming Tianxia now, maybe it is The patriarch of Yashan Mountain in the Chijin Dynasty, Wu Fulin Jiangxian."

Chen Ping once asked Lu Yan about the level of Lin Jiangxian's boxing skills, but Lu Yan did not elaborate on how high this "Master Lin" was and how high his boxing skills were. He did not give any examples. Contrasted with a first-level martial artist, this Taoist Chunyang who once traveled around the world of Qingming only gave a statement that "sword skills are higher".

Needless to say.

It has already verified the existing answer in Chen Pingan's heart.

Zheng Dafeng gave him a look.

Chen Pingan sacrificed his natal flying sword, instantly separating the world from the earth.

Apparently, Zheng Dafeng felt that it was not safe enough for a monk to speak from the heart of a monk, or to gather his voice into a secret language, in case the walls had ears, and he was worried that there would be a deeply hidden big monk eavesdropping on the other side of the town.

Zheng Dafeng then continued: "Is Lin Jiangxian the last priest of your Sword Qi Great Wall? If so, why did he secretly come to Lizhu Cave without being a proper priest, and how he finally became a pure martial artist? I dare not jump to conclusions. As for whether Lin Jiangxian left Qingming Tianxia from Lizhudongtian, don't guess, I can tell you right now, it must be, because this person has a certain identity, he is my , Li Er, one of Rouge's 'senior brothers'."

"I remember one time when I drank with senior brother Li Er, Li Er didn't drink less, and accidentally slipped the tongue, saying that the master and the old man thought that among the disciples who entered the house and the unnamed apprentices, there was only one who could be regarded as a good martial arts aptitude. , It happened many years ago. This person's surname is Xie and his name is Xin'en. You have read a lot, so it should be very clear that Xie Xin'en is the name of a Cipai, and Lin Jiangxian and "Linjiangxian" are homophonic, and they are the same Cipai, regardless of Linjiang Immortal, Xie Xinen, or Returning Goose, these poems with synonymous names and different names are mostly works of mourning and commemoration, or paying homage to female immortals and gods near the water, and they have something to do with ancient sacrifices. I remember that the old man was in the pharmacy in his spare time. When I was a child, I often read a book of landscape travel notes of sword immortals from other lands. So you guessed that Lin Jiangxian was the last priest of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so there are traces to follow and reasons to follow."

"Girl Yan Zhi, since she has gone out, she must have secretly held an imitation shuttle and went to Qingming Tianxia to learn boxing from this senior brother. She has a high spirit and has always wanted to ask you about boxing. She learned boxing from this senior brother Lin , there is a possibility of "just in case", otherwise there is no just in case. Master still takes good care of her. Whether it is because she thinks that the little girl has a bad temper, or because she feels sorry for her uncle who depends on her for life, love the house and the crow Anyway, I can clearly feel that Master treats her differently from Shiling Mountain. As for Sudian’s own origin, whether she belongs to the reincarnation of a certain god like her uncle, I don’t know. Don't want to be clear."

Chen Pingan asked suspiciously: "Without any grievances or enmities, why is Su Dian competing with me?"

The only relationship between the two parties is the uncle of Sudian, and Chen Pingan used to discuss life in the same dragon kiln. At that time, the kiln worker apprentices had a vague impression of Sudian, that is, they occasionally saw a skinny and dark girl, Always alone, standing somewhere far away, because there are many old rules and customs prohibiting the firing of porcelain in the dragon kiln. Women should not approach the kiln mouth, and they should not touch all porcelain firing tools with both hands, especially not close to the kiln. The kiln fire, once discovered, will really break its legs.

Zheng Dafeng smiled playfully, "Are you really ignorant or just pretending to be stupid?"

Chen Pingan was shocked: "She likes me?"

There is no reason.

Neither of them spoke a word.

Zheng Dafeng said unhappily: "Show face."

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

"For Sudian, if she wants to repay her kindness, she is a martial artist, so she has to be at least as tall as you in fists, so that she can really help you in the future and pay off the old debt."

Zheng Dafeng explained: "The little girl has a stubborn personality and is very precocious. She is the kind of person who has a clear mind at a young age, can understand everything but has a stupid mouth, but in her growing environment, it is inevitable that she has a little low self-esteem, so You helped that sissy a lot back then, and he must have said a lot when getting along with Yanzhi, and the little girl will remember it in her heart as time goes by."

Chen Ping lowered his gaze, looked at the charcoal fire, and said softly, "Are there many?"

Zheng Dafeng asked back: "Is it less?"

To treat a sissy who doesn't treat herself as a person, but to really treat her as a person, is to send charcoal in the snow and help her through a cold and bone-chilling winter of life.

That sissy who lived in a miserable and miserable situation all her life may have the only obsession in this life, which is never to freeze to death in winter, but to die in spring if she dies.

Chen Pingan said: "He has already paid back."

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and said: "That's a sissy thing, Sudian has its own ideas."

Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "Don't think I'm swearing. I actually had a good relationship with the sissy in the early years. I saw him on the road and would say hello. I even invited him to drink a few times. Damn it, just Because this guy knocked on the door a few times and was seen by others, which made me go to Huang Erniang's shop for drinks in the past few years, and I was often laughed at by her. Probably the only good thing is that my sister-in-law sees me coming to the door, so she is no longer so guarded against thieves gone."

Chen Pingan ate the rice dumplings, smiled, and jokingly said, "Er Niang Huang still has a high regard for you."

In the early years, the young and strong men in the small town liked to patronize Huang Erniang's wine shop. They could sit for a long time for a few drinks and a plate of food to accompany the wine. Every time a guest who was probably a bachelor came to the door, yelled with the woman and sold wine. The woman went to fill the wine, and when she turned and bent down facing the wine tank, all the men in the shop would all look at the same scene.The woman lost her man very early, and raised a child all by herself. The pretty widow's house was full of gossip, and there was a time when someone knocked over the wall in the middle of the night, but was hit by a kitchen knife. Almost hit the door, after that, it stopped a lot, after all, you can't take the life of the boss for the second.

As time goes by, everyone can see that Huang Erniang has a little bit of interest in Zheng Dafeng. Of course, it can't be called the kind of old friend relationship, but anyway, the only one who can get credit at her wine shop is really This bachelor who lives in the yellow mud house on the easternmost side of the town all the year round, Zheng Dafeng is also full of bad things, and often encourages Huang Erniang's son to call him father, drinking in the wine shop, basking in the sun, whenever Huang Erniang greets him at the shop Coming and going, serving wine to people on the table, there will be a woman's shadow on the ground, Zheng Dafeng will stretch out his palm, or grab or pinch, and secretly greet the round place, taking advantage of not being scolded.

In the early years, Liu Dayanzhuzi, a gang of glib bachelors in the small town, learned a lot from Brother Dafeng.

Zheng Dafeng waved his hand, with a rare embarrassment expression, "A hero doesn't mention his bravery in the past."

If it's something that has no shadow at all, Zheng Dafeng has always talked about meat and vegetables, but if it really happened, the man would rather not talk about it.

Zheng Dafeng changed the subject and said, "You are the Hushan faction who went there in person, and that's why you called Master Gao to Luopo Mountain?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Master Gao is the No. 1 in the world in the name of Fudi after all, and the etiquette that should be given must not be less."

In fact, it is the Hushan faction that was deceived by Zhu Lian and Peixiang. Hehe, high and low gentleman, I love Zhong Qianliqian, old cook, you wait.

Zheng Dafeng clicked his tongue and said: "It's not true. Sure enough, when a man has money, he will turn bad. It is an eternal truth."

Chen Pingan was at a loss.

Zheng Dafeng glanced at Chen Ping'an, and found that it wasn't that this kid was pretending to be stupid, and asked in confusion: "What is the greatest opportunity in the blessed land? Outsiders don't know it, but you kid won't know it?"

Zheng Dafeng didn't know anything about the blessed place of lotus root that once belonged to the old temple master, and now the blessed place of lotus root, but just now Chen Pingan roughly talked about the recent situation, for example, the Hushan school created by Yu Zhenyi, now there are more than a dozen practitioners Qi fighters, some of them are still monks in the fifth realm.

Chen Pingan was at a loss at first, then realized, then stretched out his hands and rubbed his face fiercely, and said with a smile: "To be honest, if you hadn't reminded me, I really didn't think of this."

Zheng Dafeng's meaning is not complicated. Since Yu Zhenyi was able to become a martial artist in the sixth realm, or even enter the golden realm, he turned to practice the magic technique on the mountain because of a "Book of Taoism" from the fairy family, and after he succeeded After reaching the Golden Core Realm, he then broke through another realm and ascended to the Immortal Realm in the Nascent Soul Realm, soaring away from the blessed land. For those who practice Taoism, this means that the unique inheritance of the Hushan School is extremely difficult, a bit similar to the Pushan Yuncaotang in Tongyezhou.

And this kind of unspoken secret will never be leaked to outsiders casually.

Zheng Dafeng said: "It's so strange, even if you didn't think about it, the old cook and the big white goose are such thoughtful people, and there is no reminder on your side?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I'll have to ask later."

Zheng Dafeng stomped his feet vigorously again, yelled "death, sin, crime", and quickly reminded Chen Pingan, "Remember to be with the old cook and Cui Zongzhu, you must not say that I started the talk."

Chen Pingan nodded, and joked: "Anyway, the old cook can guess. I don't ask sooner or later. You can ask as soon as you come back. You can figure out things with your knees."

Chen Lingjun said something fair, "Except for the master, anyone who can play chess has a dark heart."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I'm just a stinky chess player, except of course."

Chen Lingjun immediately sighed, "I can't, Guo Zhujiu said, master, you were at the Summer Palace back then, as a master, you were often asked to play those handicap games. I heard that besides Lin Junbi, there are others Song Gaoyuan from Antler Palace, Cao Gun from Liuxiazhou, and Scrophulariaceae from Jinjiazhou are all extremely intelligent and powerful characters. First-class chess masters can be the top national chess players waiting to be called. They had the guts to play chess with the master alone, but they were also killed to the point of losing their helmets and armor, and their faces turned pale, so that they didn't know who came up with such a bad idea. They had to use some insidious tricks against the master, such as letting an old girl who couldn't get married, and the one named Luo Zhenyi's beautiful girls are all dressed up in fancy dresses, hanging around the master, trying to distract the master, of course, such clumsy tricks are destined to be in vain..."

Chen Pingan bent his fingers and pressed them between his eyebrows, feeling a headache.

Chen Lingjun asked: "Guo Zhujiu's statement is watery?"

Chen Ping asked back, "What do you think?"

Feeling helpless, Chen Lingjun lied about the military situation, and Guo Zhujiu misled me!

Zheng Dafeng turned his head and asked with a smile: "Brother Xianwei, can you play chess?"

Xianwei hesitated for a moment, but said sincerely: "I know a little bit. I traveled all over the world and played wild chess in the early years, and I could only earn a little money. However, there are more stalls in Xiangxi, which takes less time and sets up some messes. Just read a few chess books, and memorize the hundreds of endgame moves in the book by rote, and you can be deceived."

In fact, Xianwei doesn't particularly like to play Go, but prefers Xiangxi. The specific reason is hard to say, but he just thinks the latter is easier to play. There are so many changes, Xianwei didn't think it was a lot of effort. The reason why he didn't like the former was not because he thought playing Go was more complicated and exhausting, but facing the nineteen-way chessboard, Xianwei played alone every time , I always feel that there is an inexplicable awkwardness.

Zheng Dafeng exclaimed: "Brother Xianwei is an all-rounder."

Chen Lingjun laughed and said, "Unfortunately, I'm still a bachelor."

As a result, the three people in the room all looked at the young boy in Tsing Yi who was speaking out loud.

Chen Lingjun's smile froze instantly, and he shrank his neck.

Wei Bo and Gao Jun went to Piyun Mountain hand in hand with Yufeng, deliberately slowing down, so that the head of Gao could clearly see the land, mountains and rivers under his feet, the gray mountains with strange rocks and caves, under the sunlight, and the buildings were crowded. The backs of the gnats that are clustered like fish scales, the adjacent Huanghu Mountain and Yuanmu Peak, the mountains and rivers depend on each other, a misty water and cloud town, a dense bamboo and pine, sunshine mountain streams, swimming fish in the water, one lake and one lake. The mountain is like a woman in yellow and a green shirt, who have been silent for thousands of years, shrouded in clouds and mist, and there are vaguely flowing swords on Longji Mountain. There are monks from Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain practicing here. The huge lake that appeared after relocating the mountain, the scenery is magnificent, the big pieces are chiseled into chaos, the water is rippling, the green lotus leaves are standing tall, and the wind blows the fragrance, just like a vast green glazed resort...

Previously, Wei Bo temporarily lent Gao Jun a talisman sword, and explained to her that Qi practitioners need to wear this sword when flying in the sky to guard against the wind at the border of Chuzhou.

Gao Jun hesitated for a moment, but still asked the tiger about the size of Beiyue's territory.

After Wei Bo gave the answer, he smiled and said, "Master Gao is a distinguished guest of Luopi Mountain, so he is a distinguished guest of Piyun Mountain. If you are curious, just ask directly. Don't be so cautious. If the matter involves confidentiality, I will also Speak clearly with Sect Leader Gao."

Gao Jun has been shocked beyond measure, but the territory of mountains and rivers under the jurisdiction of Beiyue is so much larger than the territory of the entire lotus root blessed land?So isn't Aquarius Continent a vast and boundless land?

In this way, if the mountain lord Wei Bo, who is free-spirited but warm-hearted, is in the blessed land of his hometown, wouldn't he be equal to the king of the mountain who is the co-lord of the world?

Wei Bo noticed the strange expression on Gao Jun's face, and immediately knew that Chen Pingan must have not talked to her about the magnificent terroir beyond the blessed land.

After thinking for a while, Wei Bo took out two Shanhai Zhi and Bu Zhi from his sleeve, handed them to Gao Jun, and said with a smile: "After reading these two books that specially introduce the landscape of Jiuzhou Mountain, Master Gao will treat us with awe. The world has a general impression."

Gao Jun wanted to refuse, and went to Piyun Mountain as a guest. It was fine if the guest didn’t bring the meeting gift, and there was no reason to collect gifts from the host, but she was really reluctant to return it, so she stopped Yufeng and accepted the two best books. Gao Jun and the empathetic Wei Shanjun held a first-hand ceremony to express their thanks for the fairy books that could help him solve his urgent needs.Wei Bo couldn't help laughing. If this very polite and respectful headmaster becomes a monk in Luobashan Genealogy, or a famous guest like Zhong Qian in the future, it is estimated that even if she has participated in many meetings of the Patriarch Hall, she will still feel uncomfortable.

The ethos of Luoba Mountain, if ordinary people want to integrate into it, they need not only understanding, but also fate.

Wei Bo felt that he was still out of tune with the style of Luopo Mountain. If he wanted to talk about the cleanliness and righteousness, he had to belong to Piyun Mountain.

Wei Bo laughed and said, "Although there are suspicions of boasting, in order not to misunderstand Master Gao, I have to explain a few words. I, the Northern Mountain Lord, am not just a King of the Great Li Dynasty. , is the northern mountain of the entire Aquarius Continent, because just a few years ago, the Dali Dynasty was still in the situation of one country being one continent. Later, with Dadu in the middle as the boundary line, the Song family of Dali retreated to the north of Dadu, and now still occupies the treasure. Half of Pingzhou is covered by mountains and rivers."

Gao Jun suddenly realized that the blessed land in his hometown is also in the same situation now. The five mountains stand tall in the sky and the earth.Tang Tieyi, the new emperor of the Northern Jin Kingdom who usurped the throne but did not change the country name, once wanted to confer the title of Beiyue in the territory of the Chan Kingdom himself, and left the capital in a mighty way. As a result, the team just reached the foot of the mountain, and there was a vision of heaven and earth, and the wind and rain blew up. Thunder and lightning caused a group of people to fail to climb the mountain. Tang Tieyi couldn't go up the mountain alone, and it turned out to be a big joke.Wei Yan, the emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom who also had the same plan, decided not to hit the wall.

Because Gao Jun has personally traveled to the Five Sacred Mountains and knows many strange people and strange things in the mountains, she has long sent a secret letter to the new king of Songlai Kingdom, reminding him of this, lest the court act rashly and make enemies with the tiger.

Wei Bo said: "The previous national teacher of the Great Li Dynasty was named Cui Chan, nicknamed Xiuhu. According to our orthodox context, Cui Guoshi is Chen Shanzhu's elder brother, and Chen Shanzhu is their elder brother. A close disciple of the same line."

Gao Jun was stunned again.

No wonder Chen Pingan had this family business less than 30 years after he left Fudi.

Backing against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade, and someone in the court is good for being an official, presumably the same is true in Haoran Tianxia.

Wei Bo held back his laughter, and said, "After all, they are brothers from the same school. Cui Guoshi has high hopes and special care for Chen Shanzhu, a junior brother."

Gao Jun nodded and said: "Since they are from the same sect, it is human nature for Cui Guoshi to take extra care of Chen Jianxian. It is unfair to invite virtuous people without avoiding relatives and deliberately alienating them."

Wei Bo was a little surprised when he heard the words, this sincerely spoken Gao Sect Leader, she seemed to have a blind date with Luobashan Avenue naturally.

Beiyue Phiyun Mountain, the mountain is extremely high, but it does not give people a sense of steepness. Wei Bo did not take Gaojun directly to the Tiger Mansion, but chose a secluded stone platform near the top of the mountain, with a wide view. The soil in several states is all under the stone, and there is a stream flowing into the pool among the beautiful bamboos. The water is especially cold, clear and deep, and there are many fish. The famous water vine, the grass and grass are difficult to distinguish, and it has the appearance of acacia.The lush forests and sea of ​​clouds, leaning on each other on this mountain, lingering green and white, connecting with the sky, looking around as one, the gorgeous sky light, coming from afar, the mountain is green and green, every time the wind rises from the height, the vegetation shakes, and the mountain scenery changes with the wind. The wind flows from top to bottom like water.

Wei Bo gently waved his sleeves, and on the flat high platform, a lichen of Caiyi Kingdom appeared out of thin air, and on it were two fairy futons woven from Sanlang Temple in Luzhou, Beiju. The tributes for the Beiyue night tour banquet, the warehouses in the Baochao Department and the Guard of Honor Department are almost piled up into mountains.

A tiger and a monk sat on the futon. Mr. Gao saw the beautiful scenery and listened to the sound of the spring water. After a long silence, he came back to his senses and asked, "How many years has Mr. Wei been a tiger?"

Wei Bo smiled and said, "A long time ago, I was just a small country and a mountain king. Later, when the dynasty changed, I was relegated to a land of a mountain."

Speaking of this, Wei Bo stretched out his finger to Qidun Mountain, "It's right there, not even a mountain god."

"Fortunately, times come and go, and I was lucky enough to be the master of Piyun Mountain. In fact, I served as the Northern Mountain Lord of the Great Li Dynasty for less than 30 years."

"But after all, he is wearing a sinful body, and he is always afraid of killing people. It is inevitable that he will worry about the current situation and the precarity."

Feeling apprehensive and trembling, Wei Bo used this to describe his state of mind, not all the jokes of this Northern Mountain Monarch.

Just like those words with ulterior motives before, it is not considered that Wei Bo intentionally teased Gao Jun. If she came to Haoran Tianxia for the first time, and the people and things she saw were all different from her hometown, she would be easily suspicious and put herself in the In a completely unfamiliar place, where all knowledge is beyond one's old cognition, you need to find familiar things that you can understand, find reassurance for yourself, or find a basket of anchor stones as anchors, It is used to stop the boat and soothe one's heart.

The local accent is like this, and it must be the same when drinking wine that tastes the same as the world, and looking for like-minded friends in the world.

At its root, there are only the words "like yourself" and "not alone".

Once drinking at the same table with the old cook, Zheng Dafeng made a unique conjecture.

He said that the so-called human world may be a kingdom of God.

All "people" are gods in a certain sense, eating different "incense".

It's probably a wild fantasy, and a downright drunk talk.

On the top of Jise Peak, a girl with a sable hat squatted on the railing, she raised her chin towards the mountain gate, "Seeing the real Zheng Dafeng, does it look familiar?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said: "The appearance has changed, but the temperament has not changed."

Thousands of years ago, in the fierce battle of Ascension to Heaven, there was only the god general in the big frost armor, who knew that he would die and guarded the gate of heaven, not retreating an inch.

You must know that the enemy this general faced at that time was not a human swordsman or a Qi trainer, but the sword-wielder who was one of the five supreme beings in the heaven.

Without any suspense, the god will finally be nailed to the gate with a sword piercing through his armor and body.

At this moment, Xie Gou was completely different from usual, with an indifferent expression and clear eyes, he asked, "Have you dealt with that Qingtong Tianjun back then?"

Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "After I first entered the Ascension Realm, I only approached the Ascension Platform, never ascended the divine path, and never met this man, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal."

Xie Gou said: "I have seen it."

Xiaomo is skeptical about this.

Xie Gou said in a deep voice: "After I became an Earth Immortal, I walked through the Ascension Platform once, but it wasn't the way a woman should go. I want to take another path as a female swordsman."

Xiao Mo immediately believed it, convinced it, because this is indeed something that Jianxiu Bai Jing can do and will definitely do.

Xie Gou raised his hands, hugged the sable hat on his head, curled his lips, "It's not good to be arrogant, the realm is not high enough, and the swordsmanship was not good at that time, and the dog's head was almost lost."

Xiao Mo said: "Qing Tong Tianjun and the other one are still very kind to the monks in the world."

Xie Gou nodded and said, "That's because they have retained a large part of their humanity, which is unimaginable in the ancient heavens. I still can't think of a suitable reason."

Xiao Mo was silent.

People's hearts are unpredictable and messy, so they say what they say and what they don't mean, and their words and deeds are inconsistent.

It is not the case with the ancient gods, except for the five highest and high-ranking gods, all words, deeds, and thoughts are only in a straight line.

People who cultivate the Tao, get rid of thousands of spells and practice their own way, if they go back to the source, they are just learning from the high gods to abandon distracting thoughts and concentrate in one mind.

In fact, Xie Gou had already noticed some familiar auras from the small town, and with a sarcasm on his face, he said, "The sky and the earth are mausoleums, and the seas have turned into mulberry fields. Pity the fish that swallowed boats in the past, but the land is full of ants."

Xiaomo was about to move away, but Xie Gou suddenly asked: "Xiaomo Xiaomo, is my squatting posture not very elegant?"

Xiao Mo didn't say a word, Xie Gou rolled back, knelt on the ground, stood up, helped the sable hat, looked at Xiao Mo wearing the yellow hat, she thought it was a perfect match.

Walking beside Xiaomo, the girl began to sigh, it was obviously a fateful love, why is it so hard.

Xiao Mo suddenly asked a disturbing question, "You tell me the truth, aside from the private matters between us, what do you want when you come to Haoran Tianxia this time?"

Xie Gou blinked her eyes, she didn't want to deceive Xiao Mo, and it was inappropriate to tell the truth, so she had no choice but to pretend to be an idiot.

Holding a trekking stick, Xiaomo walked on the mountain road between Jise Peak and Jiling Peak, and said in a calm tone: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I don't want to be interested anyway, but I have something to say first, no matter what it is, no matter what you say Get it, remember not to violate the Confucian Temple rules, and don't embarrass my young master."

Ascension level sword cultivators like him and Bai Jing almost liked to travel the "world" alone ten thousand years ago, so in fact, the few worlds today are both strange and familiar to them.Although the years are long, the number of monks who have walked through the world for ten thousand years has been as large as a cow's hair. As a result, many opportunities and treasures from ten thousand years ago have almost been snatched and searched for. The monks of later generations noticed that Xiao Mo guessed that Bai Jing's journey must have been for treasure hunting, and she would definitely not return empty-handed.

Xie Gou smiled awkwardly, "Ha, thieves don't leave empty space."

Chen Ping left the house alone, Chen Lingjun was graciously persuaded by Zheng Dafeng to stay, the two sides winked and began to exchange code words again.

Before leaving, Chen Pingan took out a few large jars from the things close by, all of which were filled with "clear water". The portion was collected by Pei Qian from drawing water from other continents during his travels.The first time Cao Qinglang went to Dali Capital City to participate in the test, Zheng Dafeng just made a joke, asked Cao Qinglang to make a detour to the Changchun Palace after being named on the gold list, if he couldn’t buy it, he would steal a few big pots even if it was stolen Lingqiu spring water is used to make tea, and women can stay beautiful after drinking it.In fact, Zheng Dafeng's good intentions are to let Cao Qinglang, a nerd, go to the Changchun Palace where Yingying, Yanyan and fairies gather to gain insight and gain insights... Cao Qinglang will take it seriously if the speaker has no intention, but the listener will. The water of Lingqiu is the source of Changchun Immortal Brewing in Changchun Palace. It is heavily guarded and is a forbidden place. Even if Cao Qinglang is the second place in the list, it is useless to ask for water. Besides, Cao Qinglang did not carry Lingqiu water in his hand at that time. After many setbacks, he finally found someone to entrust the relationship, and then sent it to Niujiaodu by the Xianjia Ferry.

As for the two small celadon vats from the Fuqian Spring of Longtuan Peak, Chen Pingan once traveled to Yunxia Mountain, so one can imagine how they got here.

Zheng Dafeng looked at those bottles and cans, and was speechless for a while. It was just a joke he made in the early years, but all of them turned out to be serious.

It's just that Zheng Dafeng is a little embarrassed, how can he preserve these clear springs and beautiful water that can easily deteriorate and turn turbid?

Chen Pingan put down a sentence, you can ask Wei Shanjun for help.

Slowly walking up the steps, Cen Yuanji walked up the steps and practiced boxing. She was as small as a mustard seed. One climbed up and the other descended. The two passed each other. Chen Pingan went all the way to the top of the mountain and sat on the steps, staring blankly. Fascinated, because of the appearance of the shuttle, Chen Ping'an began to wonder whether the Kuocang Cave, which included the cicada slough cave, had been secretly collected by old man Yang long ago?Then he just deliberately leaked the whereabouts of the cicada slough cave, and then there was Chen Qingliu's cross-continental journey to practice in the middle.

The world's real dragon, who was the first to be responsible for the specific flow of water transportation, once secretly concluded an alliance with the monks in the world, and finally rebelled against the heaven.

And Chen Qingliu of the dragon slayer had practiced swords in Kuocang Cave for many years and proved the Tao here.

Is it considered old man Yang's liquidation of the traitors?

If this is the case, the calculation is so deep and the planning is so far away, it is indeed terrifying.

According to Lu Yan, Zhanlongtai, one of the two execution platforms in the ancient Heavenly Court, was destroyed by a certain sword cultivator during the battle of ascension to the sky, and scattered in all directions. The two largest "cliffs", one Longji Mountain with many ancient names is "Zhenyin, Tianbi, Windmill, and Liaodeng". Since then, there have been many sword immortals and dragons in the ancient Shu land.

For so many years, Chen Pingan has always cherished a dragon-slaying platform. No matter how obsessed he is with money, and how much he eats bear heart and leopard gall, he doesn't dare to do anything wrong, so he puts it in a square inch and always carries it with him.Chen Pingan never dared, let alone use it to sharpen his sword.

Because it was the first time for Chen Pingan to visit the Great Wall of Sword Qi before leaving, Ning Yao asked Zhang Lu to help deliver the farewell gift to Chen Pingan at the Stork Inn on the Upside Down Mountain.

The dragon-slaying platform wrapped in cotton cloth is as big as a palm, with two characters engraved on the front and back: naive, Ning Yao.

A token of love!

Zhenyin, Tianbi.Tianbi, Zhenyin.

If you take one word from each and combine them, it means "naive".

Jianqi Great Wall, the last priest, disappeared without a trace, and transformed into Xie Xinen from Lizhu Cave, and Lin Jiangxian from Qingming Tianxia.

After that, Ning Yao ran away from home, and she traveled alone across several continents, and finally came to Lizhu Cave.

Chen Pingan still dare not say that he has figured out the details of the town.

People's remembrance, sadness and regret are like deep pools in ancient wells, in which they cannot extricate themselves.

The nostalgia between the lovers spreads all the way, swiftly, and misses people far away, as if he and her met in an instant.

Chen Ping breathed lightly, rubbed his cheeks, collected his thoughts, and was about to stand up when he suddenly noticed a strange thing. Cen Yuanji was standing at the foot of the mountain, not practicing boxing to climb the mountain.

Without thinking too much, Chen Pingan went straight down the mountain, turned into the bluestone road, glanced at the old cook's house, and then returned to the bamboo building, making up his mind that this year's heavy snow in the capital city of Nanyuan, the old cook You wait for me.

Cen Yuanji only waited for the blue shirt to disappear from sight before continuing to walk six steps up the mountain.

After all, she is a warrior with a five-level bottleneck, with good eyesight. Earlier, she found that the mountain owner on the top of the mountain seemed to be waiting for a rabbit, staring at the foot of the mountain in a daze, giving Cen Yuanji a look.

Originally, Cen Yuanji was still a little uncertain. After all, her impression of the mountain lord had changed gradually from the very bad one at the beginning, but when she was at the gate of the mountain, she found that Chen Ping's gaze had not changed.

In the past, when she practiced boxing back and forth, the watchman Zheng Dafeng's eyes flickered, and she was also sneaky. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an kept his eyes so upright. As the owner of the mountain, can he be so unscrupulous? !

In the house at the foot of the mountain, as soon as the owner of the mountain left, Chen Lingjun and Zheng Dafeng began to "arrange troops". Because they disliked that the side room of Xianwei was too small and the desk was too small, they went to the lobby of the main house, and Xianwei quickly I felt that my eyes were not enough. It turned out that there was a table of Eight Immortals full of beautiful things. Chen Lingjun piled them with all kinds of spiritual artifacts from the mountains to watch the mirror and the moon. The boy in Tsing Yi stood on the bench with his hands on his hips, triumphant.Zheng Dafeng nodded frequently, his family background was strong and considerable, he gave Chen Lingjun a thumbs up, and praised him as a master of the mirror.It's just that Zheng Dafeng is inevitably curious. Chen Lingjun, a poor man, did he get a windfall from somewhere? Otherwise, he will be the same as the private Fu Zhou.Chen Lingjun snorted coldly, saying that the scale was due to Chief Zhou, who subsidized him with a large sum of Guyu money, which was specially used to buy this kind of treasure on the mountain.

When Zheng Dafeng was still in Luopo Mountain, he often went to Zhu Lian's place. There was another Chen Lingjun who closed the door to enjoy the mirror flowers and water moons all over Aquarius Island. However, the three fellows actually had their own preferences. , There are all kinds of ways to make money, each of them shows their special abilities. The most popular ones must be those who rely on female cultivators and fairies to support the field and take the lead, just like Su Jia from Zhengyang Mountain and He Xiaoliang from Shengaozong in the past, but they are airy Big, just show up occasionally. Chen Lingjun likes to look at landscape paintings. The pictures are both elegant and chewy. Zheng Dafeng is not so subtle and elegant. The elegantly dressed female cultivators, dancing gracefully as the grand finale, who spends money calling him brother, Zheng Dafeng’s salary in the early years was all in vain in the voice of Brother Zheng, sometimes in order to be able to chat with the female cultivators a few more words If you talk dirty, you will even owe me an IOU with the old cook.And Zhu Lian's taste is rather strange, he only likes those strange ways, such as those who sell various boxing manuals and secret books, let me say that those who are interested can negotiate in private, there are discounts on prices, and discounts on bulk packaging... Otherwise, there are a few fairy mansions that take a slanted sword, and the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water do not take the usual path, and specially set up the kind of bridge where the scholar meets the ghost. The latter is first attractive and then scary. Playing and playing, one by one's graceful backs, hazy, just waiting for them to turn their heads again, can often scare Chen Lingjun who leans over to look at the scenery, or the scholar is walking through the corridors with a lamp in the gloomy mansion Suddenly, a female ghost hangs down from the beam, or a hand with pale skin and scarlet nails gently rests on the scholar's shoulder... The old cook never moves like a mountain, picking up the salted peanuts in the dish and slowly Chewing, watching with relish.

In the land of one continent, only the initials of the sects such as Shengaozong and Fengxue Temple, and the great fairy mansions such as Yunxia Mountain and Changchun Palace, the peaks of Jinghuashuiyue have a fixed time when they will open, and it is relatively frequent. The schools on ordinary mountains, because Every time you start a session of Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water, you need to consume the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers, and you are most afraid of losing money, so the interval is long, and you are willing to spend more time.

Just because there are enough spirit artifacts connected to the mirror, flowers, water and moon on the table, Xianwei has already seen the scene of precious light circulating on the table twice.

Zheng Dafeng brought a few altars of wine and poured three bowls. Chen Lingjun didn't rush to drink, and folded his arms around his chest, "Daoist Xianwei, do you want something lighter or more meaty?"

I saw Daoist Xianwei sitting upright, holding a bowl and taking a sip of wine, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "There is no requirement to be a vegetarian in the cultivation of the poor way, but you can eat meat when you get married!"

That is to say, Chen Ping'an was not present, otherwise Chen Lingjun would be full of chestnuts.

Yuanmu Peak, a high cliff, Zhu Lian raised his head and put his hands behind his back. The handwriting on the cliff was painted with silver hooks, elegant and unparalleled.The running script has cursive script, which is not a skill, and the regular script has the ancient style of inscriptions, which is not unusual, but being able to write a rush of madness in the well-behaved block script, it really makes Zhu Lian She was almost ashamed, and after weighing it over, Zhu Lian had to admit that she couldn't imitate it.

In the past, there was a Taoist of Chunyang who traveled far out to sea and returned to Yuanmu Peak. There was a Taoist poem inscribed on this cliff.

In addition, the font of the preface is not small, and it is somewhat suspected of being anti-client.

The ancient exiled immortal Bai also came from Emei, Er Qi is the face, the Tao is the appearance, he is unparalleled, and he is just one person for thousands of years.The nearby Yiren Lu Yan came from this peak, flying a sword in the sky, the ground is wide and the sky is high, and the clouds are deep and loose.Gentlemen, don’t ask about the practice method, uphold the pure yang, the spirit of bathing in the snow, find the fire in the water, and get rid of the dead heart to live the primordial spirit. We have learned such a technique, explored the sky and the axis of the earth, and walked the same path like this, life and death are reversed That is longevity... I have learned Taoism since ancient times, why do you need money, only the sun and the moon are in the scoop, once there was a purple imperial edict following Qingluan, flying down to Yujing... There is no distinction between master and guest in the world, and the poor dare to invite the Lord of Heaven to borrow thousands of dollars from the world year spring.

Peixiang was still standing beside Zhu Lian. She was not in a hurry to return to the Fox Country, and would return to the blessed land of lotus roots with Gao Jun.

Because Peixiang does not know the identity of "Lu Yan" for the time being, he only thinks that this cliff carver who dared to put himself and Bai Ye together, since he "talked" to the world so openly in the mountains, is either talking nonsense or trying to gain fame. The best Taoists are either targeted, and they are the kind of unfathomable Taoists.But if it is the latter, the cliff-carved text in front of me does not have the slightest sense of morality. Generally speaking, the big monk himself carved the list on the cliff, and there will be more or less a literal sense of immortality, but this Like the Taoist poems of Qingci, the text and the preface do not contain aura. Pei Xiang, who is a Yuanying monk, still has this vision.

Zhu Lian narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Can't you see the good and the bad, the depth?"

Peixiang smiled charmingly, nodded and said, "Help clear up the confusion?"

Zhu Lian said: "It's both a Taoist formula and a sword array, waiting for future generations to have fate. If you don't believe it, you can use your full strength and sacrifice the treasures to see if you can shake these words in the slightest."

On the mountain road, the mink-hat girl and the yellow-hat youth walked side by side, but she was the only one talking about it. Xiaomo was more patient because he remembered his son's teachings.

"Xiaomo, let me tell you something. During the long sleep, I had the same dream repeatedly. It was scary. According to the book, I can't see anything when I go out, and the plain is covered by bones."

"Xiaomo, why does the local dialect here in Huaihuang County refer to the backflow of water as 'thirst', especially in Baoxi County, where many rivers are called so-and-so thirsty, I think this naming method , both ingenious and beautiful, don't you think?"

"Xiaomo Xiaomo, you can have a word with me."

"Xiaomo, I think you like me, right? If you still don't say anything, I'll take it as your default, nineteen eight seven six five four three two one!"

"Oh, what a beautiful day!"