In the twilight, Wu Shuangchuan suddenly said that he was leaving.

Throwing the long sword to Chen Ping'an, he traveled at night, and after half a day's effort, he had already finished refining.

After Chen Ping'an took over the night tour, he cheekily asked Wu Shuang for a calligraphy.

In the world of the Qing Dynasty, it is recognized that the words written by the monks of the Imperial Palace can drive away ghosts. Hanging words are like hanging symbols, and even more effective. Of course, Chen Ping'an didn't want to rely on Wu Shuang's words to do anything to exorcise ghosts and ward off evil spirits, it was too tyrannical, keeping a commemorative memory of a night sailing trip, and hanging it in the study of Luoluo Mountain in the future, there are guests visiting, no matter who it is, don't you have to ask a genuine fake?

Wu Shuangchuan agreed, Chen Ping'an was in the lobby, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and after the millet grains cleaned up the table, he helped spread the rice paper and lay on the table to grind the ink.

Wu Shuangchuan looked at the brushes and ink ingots of those ordinary things under the mountain, as if he had no interest in writing, Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I really only have these guys on me, and my predecessors will be on it?"

Wu Shuangchuan said with a smile: "Luoluo Mountain can afford to lose this face, but Wu can't afford to lose it." In that case, forget it. ”

Chen Ping'an hurriedly said: "Then let the junior go and borrow the four treasures of the study room from Li Shilang?"

Wu Shuangchuan glanced at the sky outside, shook his head and said, "You can't let Xiaobai wait for a long time." ”

Millet grains were still grinding ink ingots there, so anxious that they raised their hands and scratched their heads, and said pitifully: "Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, write a few words casually, do you miss it? ”

Wu Shuangchuan thought about it and nodded, "Reasonable." ”

Wu Shuangchuan took out the scholar's confession he carried with him from his sleeve, spread out a colorful cloud note, and took out a green bamboo pole brush, engraved with a line of small seals, and had a bamboo in his chest. One side of the inkstone, the side of the inkstone fairy cave, the ancient inkstone lying on a pair of pocket dragons, Wu Shuangchuan tapped the head of the dragon with the pen, the two dragons immediately opened a pair of golden eyes, a layer of golden ripples suddenly appeared in the ancient inkstone, after Wu Shuang fell dipped in ink, the tip of the pen was golden, and a calligraphy on the paper was written on the paper that can be regarded as "the post at that time".

"At that time, it was just ordinary, and I didn't believe that there were white heads in the world. The bright moon is a high-rise building, and he suddenly looks like a gentleman in front of the window. ”

Finally, in three places in this calligraphy, there are two private seals of Wu Shuangchuan and a monogram.

Rong Ma scholar, commanding millions of troops. People are old. The heart is like the blue lotus color in the world.

Chen Ping'an stood aside, rubbed his hands lightly, and sighed, "It's a pity that the predecessors are so good at writing a couplet." Good things come in pairs, pay attention to it. ”

Wu Shuangchuan smiled, and two couplets of red material appeared on the table, and on each couplet, there were seven golden dragon patterns, as if they were waiting for a vacant position, just waiting for the pen to write. Not only that, but he also took out a small wooden box from his sleeve, and after opening it, there were seven-colored small porcelain boxes, which were the seven treasure clay that moved the world in addition to the name of the palace. Jun Yu Yu on the mountain, once got a great opportunity from the Xianfu ruins, moved an ancient mountain back to the sect, after the mountain took root, the vision was everywhere, and there was often the scene of the dansha flying like colorful clouds. After the immortals refined the flying sand, they gathered the seven colors, which was the Qibao mud, and there was a saying that one or two colored mud was a catty of Gu Yuqian.

Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled, writing couplets, there is no emphasis on seven-color characters, right? I just didn't dare to ask more, for fear that if I asked, the cooked duck would fly away.

Wu Shuangchuan didn't explain anything, dipped the pen in the seven-colored treasure sand, wrote each seven characters on the two Spring Festival couplets, and withdrew the pen like a mountain is not enough, and read thousands of volumes to begin to pass the mind.

Wu Shuangchuan sighed softly towards the couplet, and the fourteen golden dragons of the couplet, as if they were eye-catching, slowly rotated around and then remained silent.

Suzi's poems, Wu Shuang's inscription.

By the way, I took advantage of some young people around me who were begging for words.

Chen Ping'an, who became a second nephew for nothing, has no mustard, but he doesn't know that there is such an allusion.

Wu Shuangchuan said with a smile: "It should be regarded as a pre-wish for the completion of the Luoluo Mountain Sect, which can be hung as the couplet of the gate of the Patriarch's Hall, and the couplet text changes with the times, black characters during the day, white characters at night, clear and clear, black and white." The rank is not low, if it is hung on the gate of the Luoluo Mountain, it is enough to make the mountain gods and ghosts of the mountain monarch Wei Bai and others stop outside the door, and they dare not and cannot exceed half a step. But you have to promise me one thing, whenever you feel that you have done something wrong, and that there is something wrong that is difficult to change, you must take off this couplet. ”

Chen Ping'an took a step back and saluted the palace master who said with a smile that "he was once expected to refine one or two natal words".

Wu Shuangchuan waved his hand, just put away a few seals, turned his head and smiled at the little girl in black: "Millet grains, the rest of the study materials on the table, have been given to you, and they should be regarded as a gift to you for those dried fish and melon seeds." As for who you give it to, I don't care. ”

Zhou Mili hurriedly waved his hand, "I can't do it, I don't need money for dried fish and melon seeds." ”

Wu Shuangchuan smiled slightly, turned around and left, strode across the threshold, millet grains rushed over, caught up with Mr. Wu, took out two bags of dried fish from his sleeve, scratched his face, and was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, that's it, I'll give it to you, don't be too little, it's really too little, it's okay, go to my house as a guest in the future, it's enough." ”

Wu Shuangchuan smiled and took the two bags of dried fish from the stream, thanked him, patted the little girl's head lightly, and left.

Millet grains waved his hand, stood outside the door and looked at the place for a long time, sighed, a little envious of this Mr. Wu's Taoism, he didn't need to travel far away from the wind, and there was no trace of it after a swish, it couldn't be the fairy realm that Jindan started? No wonder people don't blink their eyes when giving gifts, they are generous, atmospheric, and go to the rivers and lakes, it has to be like this, the one who met the silly girl in the Dumb Lake back then, the person is not bad, but the hair is long and the knowledge is short, and a Gu Yu money can sell the big water monster of the Dumb Lake.

Millet grains swaggered back to the table in the lobby, Chen Ping'an put away the calligraphy and couplets, put them into the square inch of things, and smiled at millet grains: "Ancient inkstone, green bamboo pen, Qibao mud, three things, let Pei Qian help you put them away first." ”

Millet grains were stunned for a moment, and the little girl glanced at the objects on the table, "But I've figured out how to give it away." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "You don't need to give it away, you just keep it well, and when you go back to Luoluo Mountain in the future, remember not to throw it away." ”

Millet grains said seriously: "I planned to give it all to the mountain lord's wife at the beginning, if the mountain lord's wife didn't accept it, I would have the courage to stick to the end, then I went home, and gave the Qibao mud to Sister Nuanshu, she likes to keep accounts every day." Give the ancient inkstone to Jingqing, and then give the green bamboo pen to Wei Shanjun, isn't there a bamboo forest in Piyun Mountain, the old cook and Pei Qian don't know why, they don't go, let me secretly go over there and carefully count how many bamboos there are, I don't think about Wei Shanjun If he receives a gift, he will give me a bamboo mile for nothing. ”

Ning Yao couldn't help but laugh and rubbed the head of the millet grains.

Pei Qian pretended not to know anything, anyway, as long as the master asked, he would push it all to the old cook.

Chen Ping'an was unprecedented, and his conscience was a little uneasy. I don't know what Wei Shanjun thought when the millet grains were wandering around the bamboo forest at that time, and seriously counting the bamboo with a wrench?

A white-haired boy poked his head at the corner of the corridor and asked, "Ancestor Yinguan, where is that person?

Chen Ping'an turned his head and said, "I've left Entry City." It's okay to talk, you don't need to make a move. ”

The white-haired boy laughed, crossed his hands on his hips, shook his shoulders, and strode towards the table, "The Hidden Official Ancestor is really invincible, so I don't have a chance to show loyalty, otherwise as long as I do my best, I will definitely be able to join forces with the Hidden Official Ancestor to retreat from the enemy!

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Then I'll invite him back?"

The white-haired boy's knees weakened, he reached out to hold the table, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't think there is any need for this, after all, it is easy to invite God and it is difficult to send God." ”

From beginning to end, it was very inexplicable, seeing Wu Shuangchuan, and chatting with Pei Qian well, it was like falling into the clouds, out of the obstacle, Wu Shuangchuan was gone, and there was no one together, and it was the realm of the outer heavenly demon, which appeared in a posture similar to that of a "person without a boundary".

Chen Ping'an glanced at it and said, "Go to the house and talk." ”

went back to Chen Ping'an's room together, and Chen Ping'an took out the calligraphy, "It should be that my predecessors want me to transfer it to you." ”

The white-haired boy nodded, it had just taken over the hand, and the two seals on the copybook, "Rong Ma Scholar, Commander of a Million Troops", and the "People and Books are Old Realm", a total of thirteen words, instantly dimmed.

It looked complicated and speechless.

Chen Ping'an even took out the sword cultivation gourd and took a sip of wine to suppress the shock.

The magic power of a great cultivator of the Fourteen Realms is really unreasonable.

It shook its head vigorously, and soon returned to its usual appearance, looking at the virtual objects that Chen Ping'an had caught in the entry city, picked up the narcissus porcelain basin, flipped it over, sneered, and threw it on the table.

The white-haired boy carried the iron-cast three monkey moonflower fishing vessel with both hands, nodded slightly, and said, "If it's a real thing, it's okay." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "How do you say it?"

The white-haired boy said: "Every moonlit night, you can take out this thing, just bask in the moonlight, you can condense the moonlight, and gradually give birth to a spirit similar to the 'flower protector'. In the flower arrangement, osmanthus is the best, epiphany is second, and peony is again. Those spirits in the world who go to worship the moon and refine the form, no matter how high the realm is, they are definitely willing to pay a high price, and with this thing, you can save a lot of trouble. Take that blessed land of flowers, and even more casually, find a blessed land flower owner, or those few flower gods, and you can sell it for a sky-high price. ”

The white-haired boy was puzzled: "This blessed land of flowers, why does the ancestor of the hidden official have an expression that he has never heard of and is not interested? At that time, under the grape trellis in the place where the prison and criminal officials cultivated, those flower god cups, the ancestor of the hidden official could see the light in his eyes, and he was ready to fight, and I felt that if I was the owner of the blessed land, I would have to start worrying about whether my own land would be three feet high. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "As long as there is money in the world, there will be burdens. ”

The white-haired boy sighed, picked up the "Uncle Night" ebony paperweight, and asked, "Never thought that the ancestor of the hidden official was also a pianist......?"

Chen Ping'an put down the sword cultivation in his hand and asked, "Can you write a complete Guangling Rest Spectrum?"

It nodded, "What's so hard about that." ”

Wu Shuang, the master of the palace, is a well-known talent in the world, with poems and songs, and everything is fine in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

As Wu Shuang's inner demon, except for some killer attack methods, Wu Shuangjiang has set up many prohibitions, and the rest of Wu Shuang's surrender will actually be.

The white-haired boy dotted his fingers and wrote a complete score that had been lost in the world for a long time. Chen Ping'an transcribed it on paper.

It yawned, and said with a puzzled face: "Hidden Official Ancestor, is that a little gain?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, Pei Qian was expressionless, just swallowing melon seeds.

Zhou Mili waved his hand vigorously and said, "It's gone, it's really gone!"

The white-haired boy smiled and said, "Yes, there must be, bring the treasure at the bottom of the box,"

Zhou Mili crossed his arms around his chest and said with a serious face: "If there is, I will invite you to eat sauerkraut fish! Is sauerkraut fish delicious? The most undelicious in the world, no one likes to eat it, since no one eats sauerkraut fish, no one eats it when you invite people to eat it, then it is gone." ”

Chen Ping'an reached out to cover his forehead. What a reasonable set of wording, it's really hard for millet grains......

The corners of Ning Yao's mouth curled.

Pei Qian glanced at Master.

Chen Ping'an nodded helplessly.

Pei Qian and Zhou Mili said, "Take it out." ”

Millet grains were in a hurry, and they made a lot of effort to make Pei Qian look at him, and he hid it well, so why didn't he recruit himself.

Pei Qian nodded, and the little girl in black immediately ran out of the house, went to Pei Qian and her own room, took out the scroll from the green bamboo bookcase, rushed back, pursed her mouth, and put it on the table in no hurry.

Chen Ping'an glanced at his founding disciple and complained: "It's all given to you, what is there to hide." ”

Pei Qian smiled and nodded, then looked at the white-haired boy who was the culprit.

Chen Ping'an handed the booklet given by the bearded guest to Ning Yao.

After Ning Yao flipped through it casually, he found that every chance was like playing a dumb riddle, and the words on the top of the booklet were like fairy ferries, and the names of the ferries were there, but they didn't tell the visitors how to get to the ferry.

The white-haired boy looked at the scroll on the table, the white jade shaft head, and a small note sticker on the outside, the handwriting was barely beautiful, and the text content was not ashamed, saying that it was to teach women in the world to dress up.

After opening, it is a beautiful woman's different eyebrows, hair buns, what mandarin duck eyebrows, what clouds, what dizziness, what flying fairy, what spirit snake, what regurgitation, and also with text annotations, a total of twenty-four beauties, the white-haired boy has seen them one by one, and he is amazed, and he chatters: "Okay, good, although Spring Mountain is small, it can raise clouds...... After the Moon Palace axe marks were repaired, they were listed on the beauty's eyebrows...... Flying immortals and flying immortals, descending in front of the emperor...... Mother, this sentence is still good, this sentence is the best, turn around and see Lang spin down the curtain, Lang wants to hug it, Nong Ruoyan ......"

The white-haired boy raised his head and said seriously: "Since the ancestor of the hidden official is proficient in seal carving, it is better to copy all kinds of eyebrow prints on the letterhead, and in the future, the whole vast world, the Taoist monk on the mountain Hongyan will pass the book and fly the sword to pass the letter or something, half of them will use the letter paper produced by our Luoluo Mountain!

Chen Ping'an rewarded one word, "Get out!"

This kind of unconscionable fat powder money, Zhu Yong or Mi Yu is suitable to do it.

The white-haired boy's face was injured, which chilled the hearts of all the soldiers.

Picking up the last bundle of withered plum branches, it weighed it a few times, and said suspiciously: "Ancestor Yinguan, what are you doing?!

Chen Ping'an threw the booklet to the white-haired boy, and when he turned to the page of plum branch entries, he found that there seemed to be two veins, each with an organic fate, and he could choose one of them. One of the clues is what Shangyang Palace, Mei Jing, "Zhaonan Chapter", Jiang Langzhong, Longchi Drunkard, Zhu Shoes.

The other one is a bookstore, a corpse, a hot guest in the world, a boneless flower, and a duckweed pavilion.

The white-haired boy looked big for a while, after all, it was from the green world, and when he saw this, he was completely blinded, closed the booklet, and said with great righteousness: "Hidden official ancestor, what are you doing with all this effort, we might as well rob it openly, right? If you catch someone right, it's okay, the hidden official ancestor will just slip away when the time comes, leave me behind, whether it is beating or scolding, cutting or chopping, the small one bears it!"

Ning Yao asked curiously, "What do you say about this bundle of plum branches?"

Chen Ping'an explained with a smile: "Shangyang Palace, this Mei Jing's nickname is a concubine, she has a younger brother named Jiang Caiqin, and the family has been a doctor for generations. As for the drunken guest in the dragon pool, it is said that the different thoughts of the two feudal kings who were drunk and woke up, anyway, bent around and around, and finally got the chance, most of them were some kind of real gift from the god of flowers in the blessed land of January, otherwise it was related to the lady of the Yan Yan in the upside-down mountain plum garden, so it didn't mean much.

"But another clue, I'm very interested, it's that I'm selfish. If you don't guess wrong, you should first go to the Mustard Seed Garden Bookstore in the entry city, because Li Shilang is good at making plum windows, and in the "Living Room Department" article, Li Shilang even cited this matter as "the best of life production", so I am afraid that I will need to buy a first edition of the first engraved "Picture Biography" as a bridge, and find the bookseller Wang Xu, and this person once had one' The nickname of Wang Anjie, the world's hot guest, is good to be on the line with this person's brother Wang Yarrow, and this person's original name is Wang Corpse, good at treating seals and painting boneless flowers, so this is going to involve an old gentleman whom I admire very much, good at painting plum blossoms, the first in the world, just the owner of the plum blossom house and the boat duckweed Xuan, not only that, the legend says that this old gentleman is also the first person in the world to carve a stone seal, there is such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can I miss it, I must visit the old gentleman, if there is really any chance, I can exchange it with the old gentleman for a seal。 ”

Speaking of this, Chen Ping'an was full of energy, just like the first time he heard the title "Li Shilang" before.

Just like Jiang Shangzhen, there will be people who want to see on the night sailing boat, it is the rain and the wind that is green, it is the flower seller, the cup of deep amber, the frown but the heart, the second and third times to lose Dongjun, and the person who is thinner than Huanghua.

Chen Ping'an actually wants to visit the sages and ancients in the books, more.

For Chen Ping'an's puzzle-solving skills, Ning Yao is accustomed to it.

Just said how Chen Ping'an's elder fate came about, that's how it came.

Pei Qian is even more justified.

Zhou Mili heard it vaguely anyway, as long as the good mountain master doesn't fight with others, he is very powerful!

Only the outer demon who turned into an outer heaven was dumbfounded when he heard this series of "from this to the other", "along the vine and touching the melon" and "going from door to door", and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Hidden official ancestor, you should be the owner of this night sailing ship!"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "It's far away." Two-legged bookcase only. ”

It's not that he's arrogant, it's true. The night sailing ship is a place in the entry city, which has already made Chen Ping'an breathtaking. If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe, and there was something to do, Chen Ping'an really wouldn't mind wandering around the twelve cities one by one on this ferry, even if it took three or two years.

The white-haired boy rubbed his hands together, his eyes lit up, "It's done, there is the hidden official ancestor by the side to guide the maze, plus I have to follow the work of dogs and horses, the fate of the fairy family of this ferry boat is not an inch of grass?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I still have something to do, so except for the plum branch, I don't have to earn the rest of the opportunities." ”

The white-haired boy beat his chest with both hands, "Is this still the hidden official ancestor I know who has no one in his eyes and eyes on money?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I want to ask for a seal with Wang Yuanzhang's seniors." After thinking about the inscription, I wrote 'Clear Qi is full of Qiankun, scattered for thousands of miles of spring'!"

After a moment of silence, Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and said softly: "If you can ask for the seals of the two parties, of course it will be better." The inscription reads, 'The Wanderer's Journey.'" ”

The white-haired boy clapped his hands and applauded: "The Indian text is excellent......!

Chen Ping'an squinted, "It's something from the old gentleman's poems, I just copy it." ”

The white-haired boy raised his arms and shouted, "Yinguan Ancestor, invincible memory, one punch to move the book mountain, one foot to pour the sea of Wen, the first in the world, people dare not call themselves second, because the location is too close to the hidden official ancestor, so only dare to call the third!"

Anyway, as long as you have a clear conscience, there is no embarrassing or embarrassing sycophant in the world.

Chen Ping'an said suddenly: "According to the deduction of the Wu Palace Master, I may go to the Middle Earth Confucian Temple at a certain time, when I will go and when I will return, how to go and how to return, it is difficult to say now." ”

The white-haired boy was suddenly silent, and sat back on the bench sickly, wiping the table repeatedly with one palm.

Ning Yao said: "Pei Qian millet grains have me here. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Then solve the riddle?"

Millet jumped off the bench, "Order!"

The group packed their luggage, left the inn and followed the clues, sure enough, as Chen Ping'an said, all the way down the vine and touch the melon, and the previous expectation is not bad, should buy and chat, and finally in a plum blossom thousand trees of the landscape secret, Chen Ping'an with a pile should have won a fairy plum tree of the chance, only with the old master Wang Yuanzhang in exchange for two seals, never thought that the old gentleman finally stroked the beard and smiled, but also gave two plum blossom pictures, a black plum and a white plum, and Chen Ping'an asked for the content of the two seals, from the picture scroll inscription poem.

After Chen Ping'an took the scroll, he thanked him again.

Thinking of something, Chen Ping'an said: "The younger generation heard that there is a sect master sword immortal in Tongye Zhou, who climbed the mountain in heavy snow, and said something similar to that of his predecessors in the history books, and he has heard of it from all over the sect, but the sword immortal added the phrase 'the most suitable sword' at the end, so this sword immortal should also admire his predecessors very much." ”

The old gentleman smiled: "Is it that 'heaven and earth are all white jade synthesis, which makes people's hearts bold and clear, and they want to go to immortals'?"

Chen Ping'an held the scroll in his arms and nodded slightly.

The old gentleman asked: "A sword immortal who speaks to heaven and earth like this, and he is in Tongye Continent, then he must be no longer alive?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I have died in battle." ”

That sword immortal was none other than Fu Lingqing, the sect leader of the Tongye Sect.

The old gentleman asked Chen Ping'an to wait for a while, and finally gave Chen Ping'an two seals, which were respectively engraved with wind and snow, and the madmen of the world.

Chen Ping'an scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

The old gentleman smiled: "Although I don't know who you are yet, I hope that there are more young people like you in the world today." ”

Pointing elsewhere, the old gentleman said with a straight face: "Remember not to learn from Shao Baojuan of the Appearance City, it seems that he has been a righteous gentleman for many years, and he is waiting to be a bad guy once, and then he will never look back, it's a pity." ”

After leaving this secret realm, Chen Ping'an used the piano score written by the white-haired boy to exchange the customs clearance documents of the three cities with the entry city. At first, the white-haired boy was still a little proud, walking outside the shop was very floating, but after learning that there were twelve cities on the night sailing ship, he immediately began to jump to his feet and scold, millet grains hurriedly hugged this little age with white hair dwarf winter melon, the white-haired boy still scolded and scolded, and flew towards the shop without stopping, millet grains leaned back, swaying, and finally ensured that the two did not fall, after the white-haired boy scolded, his feet fell to the ground, turned around and patted millet grains on the shoulder, " Loyalty, meritorious driving, look back and reward you with a few good things. ”

Millet didn't take it seriously, just grinned: "I seemed to be drunk and boxing just now." ”

The white-haired boy gestured at the size of the two and shook his head, "Millet grains, every time I talk to you, if I don't bow my head hard, I won't be able to look at your people, how can this work, in the future, please ask our hidden official ancestor to help you build a small bench, you have to stand and talk to me." ”

Millet grains frowned and secretly stood on tiptoe. It turned out that the white-haired boy seemed to be taller. One looked down, the white-haired boy immediately put away his toes, and when the millet grains suddenly raised their heads, it instantly cocked its toes again, the millet grains took a few steps back, and the white-haired boy had already put his hands behind him, and turned away.

I went to the Vertical Arch City first, and saw the old master who wrote the list book with a lantern at night, and Chen Ping'an helped Cui Dongshan talk.

On the way to travel, Millet asked in a low voice: "Pei Qian Pei Qian, Li Huai said that you are a princess of the dead country who lives among the people, can you find your father here?"

Pei Qian didn't say anything.

Millet continued to ask: "Do you want me to help? I am very good at finding people, and I have the ability to patrol the mountains." ”

Pei Qian knocked down a small chestnut. Zhou Mili held his head in both hands, and suddenly knew in his heart that most of them couldn't be found. I poured salt on Pei Qian's wound, and I really didn't pay it.

They are still on the bank of the big river that is in the dry period, revealing the cliff carvings at the bottom of the water, Pei Ze Cangsheng, and the depths of the Dragon Palace.

At a liquor store, I met a young man who claimed to be a young master, who was about to write on the wall with a pen, and a young man was a little absent-minded, just muttering to himself, asking where the sword was. Outside the shop, a tall man with greasy oozing in his arms walked by, and he looked at a lively girl in the distance with her toes and a light rotating skirt, with thin eyebrows and eyes. The man thinks it's her this year. It is not in vain that he has read 440,000 words of vast books, and there are Yan Ruyu inside and outside the books.

The white-haired boy who was banging the table with his hands and shouting for good wine immediately shut up.

Chen Ping'an suddenly stood up, came to the outside of the wine shop, and looked up at the sky.

In the lotus pond in the Appearance City, the two people who first visited the City of Sound and Lust broke the ban on mountains and rivers and came here directly.

Wu Shuang fell, and there was also the young shopkeeper of the Inverted Hanging Mountain Stork Inn by his side.

In the pavilion, the criminal officer sits alone.

It is rumored that Du Shanyin and the maidservant Jiqing are not here.

It seems that the Sword Immortal is waiting for this great cultivator of the Fourteen Realms who is in the palace.

Wu Shuangchuan smiled and said, "Xiaobai, you go elsewhere." ”

The keeper of the New Year's Palace, Bai Luo nodded with a smile, "The criminal officer doesn't have so many small worlds to help you cover the Fourteen Realms." ”

Wu Shuangchuan said: "It's just a criminal officer, and it's not a hidden official, so you don't need the Fourteen Realms." ”

After Bai Luo left.

Wu Shuang lowered his hands and walked forward slowly, and the four fairy swords imitated the swords out of his sleeves together, and said with a smile: "The flowers in the cage are blooming." ”

A caged finch imitates the sword supernatural power, and a well moon imitates the sword supernatural power, and then cooperates with the word "flower blooming" mantra.

Between heaven and earth, all are Wu Shuang, and all are fairy swords imitating swords.

As for why he had to fight this fight today, the reason was very simple, Wu Shuangchuan's heart Daoist was in the prison of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and it seemed that he was often chased and killed by this criminal officer with a flying sword.

A moment later.

The night ship was split in two by the sword light.

At the same time, a voice sounded in Chen Ping'an's heart, "Can you come to the Temple of Literature?"

Chen Ping'an asked tentatively, "But Lisheng?"

After getting that affirmative answer, Chen Ping'an said: "There is Lao Lisheng." ”

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At the beginning, after Ah Liang left the Confucian Temple Square, he seemed to travel far away, but in fact, he secretly went to a forbidden place in the merit forest, and talked to the sage who accompanied him, but he didn't eat the closed door, but in the end, he still had to honestly take a merit in exchange, and then he saw the big-haired ranger, saying that it was a forbidden place, there was no formation ban, and it was not even taken care of, it was just a broken secret realm, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and Liu Cha was squatting at the water's edge, fishing with a rod.

Ah Liang came to Liu Cha's side, silent, Liu Cha didn't speak, Ah Liang sighed for a long time, shook his head, moved behind Liu Cha, and kicked the ass of this sword cultivator, the force was not small, Liu Cha had to pounce forward, but he still held the rod in one hand and supported the ground with one hand, so as not to fall into a dog and eat shit, squatting again, and the man's face did not change at all.

Ah Liang Golden Rooster was independent, crossed one leg, rubbed the instep, and complained bitterly, saying how could there be such a hard arm as iron in the world.

Jumping on one foot, he came to Liu Cha's side, landed on one buttocks, sat cross-legged, picked up a weed, dusted the soil, put it in his mouth, chewed the grass roots slowly, and said vaguely: "Brother Liu, what is the saying over there in the Confucian Temple?"

Liu Cha said: "Lisheng just asked me to stay here, and there is no other way to say it." ”

"I can hand a sword with Shira, it's amazing. ”

"The generals of the defeated army dare not speak bravely. ”

Jinjiazhou, there used to be that mirror, and there was only one picture scroll repeatedly, which was the scene of Liu Chajian cutting Bai Ye.

It was copied and engraved by the good deeds with the spell on the mountain, so every time you open the picture scroll, when the bearded swordsman appears, before handing out the sword, it is inevitable that there will be bystanders who exclaim his name, Liu Cha!

Over time, "Liu Cha", which was originally just a name, gradually evolved into a statement full of amazement, similar to a mantra, two words, one statement, but it can cover many meanings.

As for Liu Cha's own swordsmanship, especially his poems, they are far inferior to this name, so thunderous, and even now in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the word Liu Cha has a tendency that women and children under the mountain are well known.

Ah Liang held his head in his hands at this time, leaned back, and said softly: "If I had known that there was such a stubble, on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I would have killed you directly." ”

But it is not that Liu Chajian cut Bai Ye, but on the side of the ruins, he was stopped by the mellow Confucian Chen Chun'an.

And the mellow Chen Chun'an is very close to Ah Liang. Of course, the matter of falling in love may just be Ah Liang's own opinion.

Liu Cha said: "Don't say that the change of life is so nice. ”

Fighting against Ah Liang is almost the end of changing his life.

Ah Liang cocked his legs and swayed gently, "In my life, I have three good buddies, all of whom are difficult brothers." One is an old talent, who is full of talent and learning, and is not allowed to show his fame. ”

"One is Chen Ping'an, one is standing at the head of the city, and the other is lying at the bottom of the mountain, so they can only look at each other from afar, and they can sympathize with each other. ”

"It's you again. Both of us fell from the Fourteen Realms. ”

Liu Cha said, "Finished?"

Ah Liang said, "You care about me?"

Liu Cha stopped talking and continued fishing.

Ah Liang took a nap, then got up and said that he would come here to drink next time when he was free.

The man spread out his hands, his body spun away, and he still used the ladder clouds on the rivers and lakes, and his legs staggered.

Liu Cha glanced at it, very curious that this guy is in the Yasheng Mansion, could it be that he is also like this bird?

In a sect in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, a certain Jade Pu Realm who had been cut half dead by Qi Tingji's sword had just finished retreat and recuperated, and finally participated in a meeting of the Patriarch Hall a few days after he got out of the customs.

There was a masked man, showing only a pair of thief eyebrows. In broad daylight, he broke through the formation of the mountain gate, landed on the square outside the ancestral hall, made a posture of a heavy dantian, and then put his hands on his forehead, brushed his hair back, called the name of the patriarch of the Yupu Realm several times, and then asked loudly where this person was.

Suddenly, there was a young and promising ancestor hall worship, who didn't notice everyone at all, that kind of strange look that seemed to want to speak, but held back fiercely, he stepped forward, stepped over the threshold of the ancestor hall, and scolded the masked man angrily: "Where are the rats, dare to trespass here?!"

The masked man's eyes were dripping, and he was frowning with a fairy hovering in the air in the distance.

The masked man who was not tall raised his arm with a fist, and waved back slightly, the jade realm at the gate of the ancestor hall behind him seemed to have received a heavy hammer on his head, fainted on the spot, and fell straight back to the ground, leaning against the threshold, and his body was like an arched bridge.

Inside the Patriarch's Hall, from the sect master to the palm law to the worship of Keqing, most of them held their breath and concentrated, most of them didn't even get up, and a few of them were not kind, so they simply turned their heads and chatted with friends in nearby locations to show their innocence.

That guy used to be here. Not for the first time.

After that, the old ancestor of the Jade Pu Realm, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the end was a little pitiful and miserable.

Middle-earth, the Xuanmi Dynasty,

A rich man was watching a chess game in the pavilion.

Suddenly a man appeared behind his back and strangled his neck,

The rich man coughed, unable to speak, and slapped his arm vigorously,

The old man had a very rich round face, his face was blue and turned white again, and there were already signs of rolling his eyes, the man let go of his hand, Yu Panshui gasped, damn it, I know who is coming, no one in the world has done this kind of immoral deed.

I never thought that the man re-strangled the old man's neck and scolded: "Yu Fatty, what's the matter with you, when I saw my good brother, I didn't have a smiling face, and I didn't even say hello, ah?!, I just said, there must be someone here in my hometown, secretly planting a straw man every day, cursing me for not being able to return to my hometown, good guy, it turned out to be you?!"

After saying a word, the arm was mentioned, and the old man had to stand on tiptoe, looking like a hanged ghost, it was really not the old man pretending to be pitiful, the dog behind him was really ruthless.

Yu Panshui had to be forced to go out of his body, stand beside the man, stomp his feet vigorously, clapped his hands with his hands, hey, hey, a few small steps, leaned over to rub the man's shoulders and knock his back," It turned out to be Brother Ah Liang, I haven't seen him for a few years, this tendon flesh is so strong that it is lawless, tsk, it is worthy of having experienced the great scenery of the Fourteen Realms of Sword Cultivation, but the realm or something, this is nothing, for Brother Ah Liang, the main thing is this manhood, the last time we met, I have reached the peak, but I don't expect this to go further, admire, really admire!

Ah Liang let go of his hand and pushed the head of the Yin God to return to his true body.

Sitting on the gazebo bench, his hands spread out on the railing, he lifted Erlang's legs, exhaled a long breath, and threw a look at Yu Panshui.

Yu Panshui comprehended, and in the pavilion with a wooden fox plaque, a green smoke immediately swept out, drifting here, and finally condensed a beautiful woman, she gave a blessing, and the man smiled and said, "I've seen Mr." ”

Ah Liang jumped up and stretched out his hand to wipe his sideburns, "Life is divided, life is divided, call Ah Liang's little brother." ”

Yu Panshui regretted eating and drinking too much today.

Ah Liang waved his hand and said, "Fat Yu, you wipe the you pull by yourself." ”

Yu Panshui pretended to be stupid, and Ah Liang smiled: "You call yourself Ah Hao!"

In the Xuanmi Dynasty, there was a famous head of the Yamashita Academy, who was praised by many scholars in the Middle-earth Divine Continent as a continent of literary courage.

After Yu Panshui went and returned, Ah Liang left in a hurry, leaving the next sentence, "Yu Panshui, you dog guts, you dare to fight Wen Guts!"

Yu Panshui sighed.

After Ah Liang left this place.

I found an old immortal who was an old acquaintance.

The old immortal sneered: "Say a few words, break the law, scold by you, you will be beaten, and I will lose if I fight back." ”

Met an old scoundrel who didn't hesitate.

Ah Liang shouted angrily, and said with grief and indignation: "Okay, well, if you bully me for a low level, you have to ask me about boxing, right? ”

The voice is so loud that it spreads all over the peaks of the sect. Ah Liang then grabbed the guy's hair, clamped his head under his armpit, and smashed it on his head with a punch.

finally closed his fist and put on a heavy dantian, refreshed, and his mother's victory added another incident.