At the dinner table, Li Er muttered a little, this is the second time that his daughter-in-law wants to drink more by herself, although she drinks openly, the last time, it has been many years.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an deliberately suppressed his fist intent, he drank three or two cups, and soon drank with a flushed face, Li Er felt that something was wrong, what's the matter, he fell asleep when he was drunk, thinking about being able to eat one less meal with his fist? But this is not like something that Chen Ping'an can do.

However, someone drank happily with himself, Li Er was still very happy, so he stepped on the bench with one leg, never thought that he had just raised his foot, hooked his back, and wanted to pick up a chopstick to fry the meat with winter bamboo shoots far away from him, the woman glared, and taught him to take out a little elder, and Li Er was so entangled, so he had to sit down, he had never seen her so careful before, he occasionally drank a few taels of wine, and his daughter-in-law didn't care about these, their family has always been like this, Li Huai liked to squat on the bench and gnaw on the chicken leg when he was a child. Hoof, there is no so-called tutor, what woman does not eat at the table, and Li Er's family has no such rules.

Li Er glanced at the plate of dishes that were deliberately placed in Chen Ping'an's hand, and found that his daughter-in-law glanced at him, and Li Er understood, this plate of fried meat with winter bamboo shoots has nothing to do with him.

The meat dishes and hard dishes on the table are all on Chen Ping'an's side, and Li Er's side are all vegetarian dishes with clear soup and little water, Li Er took a sip of wine and smiled, in fact, this scene is not unfamiliar.

In the years when Li Huai didn't go out to study and travel, his family has always been like this.

Li Huai stayed in the Great Sui Academy to study and do learning, and they moved to the foot of Lion Peak Mountain in Beiju Luzhou, even if Li Liu often went down the mountain, the family of three got together to eat, without Li Huai making a fuss there, Li Er always felt a little less tasteful, Li Er did not have the slightest preference for sons, which has nothing to do with who his daughter Li Liu is. Li Er has made one request to Li Liu over the years, to solve the affairs outside, don't bring them to the house, of course, son-in-law, you can make an exception.

Chen Ping'an was drunk seventy or eighty percent drunk, so that he didn't talk with his teeth and fight, and he walked without hindrance, he left the Eight Immortals Table and the main house, went to Li Huai's room to rest, took off his boots, lay down gently, closed his eyes, sat up suddenly, turned the direction of the boots next to the bed, and the tips of the boots were facing inward, and then continued to lie down and sleep peacefully.

It turned out that he missed his hometown Luoluo Mountain and his own founding disciple.

Li Er was busy cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and the woman was still sitting in place, and she said without a head: "Li Er, what do you think of Chen Ping'an's child?"

Li Er smiled: "Okay." ”

Otherwise, the man would not have thought of selling the dragon king basket and the golden carp to Chen Ping'an privately. For this reason, he was also trained in Yang's shop.

The woman whispered, "Do you think this child looks down on our daughter?"

Li Er stopped his movements and said helplessly: "This is not something that can be looked down upon, Chen Ping'an has already had someone he likes." ”

The woman was disappointed, "Our daughter is not blessed." ”

Li Er smiled and didn't speak.

The woman slapped the table and said angrily: "What are you laughing at, is Li Liu your biological daughter?

Li Er shrunk his neck, and said angrily: "What are you talking about?" ”

The woman complained: "The girl lacks the heart and eyes, the father is not promising, and she is not careful, what kind of sin did our daughter create in her last life, so she was reincarnated at home to endure hardships." Could it be that Li Huai will raise his father, mother, and daughter-in-law in the future, and in the end, he will have to take care of his married sister for a lifetime?"

Li Er asked curiously: "Dong Shuijing and Lin Shouyi, who studied in the same school as Li Huai, haven't they both liked our daughters since they were children, and I haven't seen you care so much before." And the scholar who walked all the way with us last time, don't you think it's actually good?"

The woman shook her head, "That's different, I still think that Chen Ping'an is the most like Mr. Qi in the school." I can't explain half of the reason, but I can see people very accurately. ”

Li Er stopped talking, nodded, and continued to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

The last time his daughter-in-law allowed herself to drink openly, it was when Mr. Qi came to the door.

The woman asked tentatively, "What do we girls really get?"

Li Er was a little weak-hearted, and the next feeding punch made Chen Ping'an eat and die, I guess there is no chance, right?

The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Chen Ping'an got up and helped carry the water back, and when the neighbors asked about the well, they said that they were distant relatives of the Li family.

Then Li Er took Chen Ping'an out to Lion Peak, and told the woman that she was going to go shopping on the mountain, and the woman smiled, smiled from ear to ear, and didn't say anything. Li Er was a little confused, and he didn't know what kind of calculation there was to play.

Li Er took Chen Ping'an straight to the Lion Peak Patriarch Hall.

chatting along the way, about Zheng Dafeng now guarding the door in Luoluo Mountain, Li Er and Chen Ping'an said thank you.

Chen Ping'an said nothing.

Li Er said that with Zheng Dafeng's temper, he put it aside in the past, and became a waste person in a foreign country, and he would definitely not want to go back to Yang's shop for the rest of his life, and wait for death to eat, even if this life is really over. So after a lifetime of sloppy and sloppy, in the end, the master and his old man did not treat Zheng Dafeng as an apprentice once, and Zheng Dafeng never dared to treat himself as a disciple in his life. In today's situation, the down-and-out are down, but the master and apprentice are already the master and the apprentice, which is very different.

Chen Ping'an has always felt that this Uncle Li is the kind of person who lives the most clearly in the world.

Now, it seems, it was.

Huang Cai, the lord of Lion Peak Mountain, is an old immortal master with a fairy bearing.

Huang Cai is well-known among the Yuanying monks in Beiju Luzhou.

Li Er did not greet politely, and directly asked this famous old monk to close the mountain.

Huang Cai didn't say a word, so he immediately sent an order to let Lion Peak seal the mountain, and did not mention when the mountain would open.

For an immortal mountain, the closure of the mountain is a first-class event.

Either the great enemy is current, or the ancestor retreats and breaks the realm.

Li Er handed the respectful old mountain master of Lion Peak a piece of paper and asked Huang Cai to grab the medicine according to what was written on the paper.

Huang Cai still didn't ask a word.

Just looking at the young foreigner's eyes, there was something strange.

If Chen Ping'an said that it was dark under some lights on the shop at the foot of the mountain, he would immediately get the hang of dealing with outsiders at this time, but he didn't explain anything.

Everything will wait for Li Liu to return to Lion Peak.

Li Er took Chen Ping'an to the gate of an ancient mansion on the top of Lion Peak, which was the place of cultivation of the ancestor of Lion Peak in his early years. Chen Ping'an walked into it, and found that it was a cave waterway, after the gate of the palace that the mountain and water prohibition, it was a ferry, the flowing water was green and secluded, there was a small boat docking, Li Er personally supported Artemisia to move forward, in the cave, there was neither the light of the sun and the moon, nor the fairy fluorite, candle flame, still bright as day.

After the boat traveled more than ten miles, the field of vision suddenly opened up, and there was a strange mirror as big as a lake in the distance, slightly lower than the surface of the lake, and the flowing water poured into it in all directions, and there was no trace.

Li Er explained: "This mirror is the entrance to an ancient cave, and some people don't like that cave very much, so they built this formation and has been watering it with water. This mirror surface is quite tough, and the ordinary 'vigorous' Ten Realms Fist is useless, even if I once shattered it for a moment with the 'Returning to Truth' eighty punches, it will still be restored to its original state. It is said that only the 'Divine Arrival' of the last realm of the Ten Realms can completely break through the mirror, and I still need to polish my fist intent for a long time before I have a chance to enter the 'Divine Arrival' realm. After that, he broke the martial arts road and embarked on a true path to heaven. ”

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "It's a pity that such a rare immortal treasure is completely shattered. ”

As for the triple realm of the Ten Realms of Martial Arts, I've heard of it, just remember it.

Li Er smiled: "When you can break the mirror with a pair of fists, you are qualified to say that it is a pity." ”

Chen Ping'an felt that until this moment, the person standing beside him was no longer Li Er.

It's a martial artist of the Ten Realms.

There was no longer Li Er's figure by his side, Chen Ping'an knew that something was wrong, and sure enough, without warning, a sweep came from behind.

Chen Ping'an's figure seems to be collapsed, his fist intent is constricted, the whole person does not pay attention to any demeanor or demeanor, trying to rush forward, never thought that he was still kicked in the back of the waist by a leg, clicking like a series of firecrackers, Chen Ping'an, who can regard the ordinary golden body realm martial arts physique as a papier-mâché clay sculpture, was kicked with one leg as if pulling the bowstring, and after a bang, it stands to reason that Chen Ping'an was going to be kicked and flew out dozens of feet, but Li Er's punch was far faster than Chen Ping'an's body castration, standing on Chen Ping'an's side, a punch was split, and smashed on Chen Ping'an's chest who was leaning back。

This punch caused Chen Ping'an's back to fall to the ground on the spot.

Li Er stretched out his foot, twisted his ankle, and casually picked Chen Ping'an, who was smashed on his instep, to the mirror.

Chen Ping'an, who only felt that a breath of pure true qi was almost about to collapse, fell heavily on the mirror, jumped a few times, slapped the mirror with his palm, floated up and stood still, and still couldn't help but vomit blood.

Li Er was still standing on top of the boat, the person and the boat, both did not move, the man said slowly: "Be careful, my person punches, no matter how serious it is, back then, I and Song Changjing were also at the peak of the Nine Realms, and in the fight in Lizhu Cave Heaven, I almost accidentally killed him." ”

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, and saw that Li Er didn't mean to make a move immediately, so he gently rolled up his sleeves, and gently twisted the mirror with his toes, which was really solid and abnormal, just like walking on the mud road of Mud Bottle Lane, and then walking on the bluestone street of Taoye Lane on Fulu Street, it was a feeling, what did it mean, it meant that it was a pain to be punched by Li Er, and then he hit the mirror, which added fuel to the fire, and it was more difficult than hitting the ground wall of the Luoluo Mangosteen Building.

Chen Ping'an's figure swayed, and he asked with a wry smile: "Uncle Li, has it always been the Nine Realms punching?"

Li Er shook his head and said, "Of course not." ”

Without waiting for Chen Ping'an to feel a little better in his heart, Li Er added, "There are still ten realms." ”

Just because this kid called himself Uncle Li, he couldn't let Chen Ping'an shout in vain.

Li Er felt that he had to be kind.

On the wine table after tea and dinner, there has been a big bustle on Luzhou Mountain in Beiju recently.

He Xiaoliang, the sect leader of Qingliang Sect, on the way back to the sect, inexplicably had a big conflict with that infatuated Xu Xuan.

It should be a man and woman who are supposed to be a pair of immortal Taoist couples made in heaven, not only do they have no sincerity to open the golden stone, I don't know what Xu Xuan said, He Xiaoliang actually fought hard, in a secluded mountain of the Hualing Dynasty, after the two sides demarcated the boundary, He Xiaoliang and Xu Xuan fought the mountains and rivers within a radius of hundreds of miles changed color, and the aura of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers was extremely disordered.

Xu Xuan was seriously injured and fled away, but He Xiaoliang directly killed his two personal maids, not to mention, the two young Jindan female cultivators died, He Xiaoliang also grabbed the two cough beads and impeachment swords, and took them to the Qingliang Sect, and then threw the two treasures outside the mountain gate.

After Xu Xuan returned to the mountain, he retreated to heal his wounds, and it was rumored that the original matter of entering the upper five realms needed to be delayed for at least ten years, so that at least in the realm, once Liu Jinglong broke through the realm, he was able to carry the three swords including Li Cai and Dong Zhu, Xu Xuan was not only a realm cultivator, but ten years slower than Liu Jinglong of the Taihui Sword Sect, and Xu Xuan, who was younger than Lin Su, would also exchange seat positions with Liu Jinglong.

Bai Shang, the first sword immortal in the north, did not sit idly by, but did not rely on the identity of the sword immortal and the realm of immortals, and went to the Qingliang Sect to ask He Xiaoliang Xingshi about the guilt, Bai Shang only said one sentence, he was in Beiju Luzhou for a day, and He Xiaoliang did not want to be in the ascension realm.

The two sects that should have been expected to marry have formed a mortal enemy.

Many wall grasses, including the Qionglin Sect, began to cut off contacts with the Qingliang Sect, and many business contacts were even more difficult.

Many secular forces under the mountain, including the Han Emperor of the Hualing Dynasty, began to secretly regret it, and many cultivators who originally planned to be sent to Qingliang Sect to practice returned home even if they were halfway there.

Many immortal mountains around the Qingliang Sect also began to alienate the Qingliang Sect, which had an unstable foundation, intentionally or unintentionally, and strictly ordered their own mountain monks not to have too much to do with the Qingliang Sect.

One of the descendants of Tianjun Xie Shi, who was aggressive, personally took a trip to the Qingliang Sect, but He Xiaoliang didn't know the general situation, and the two sides who were originally in a bad relationship broke up unhappily, and after that, the Qingliang Sect became more and more stubborn, with no help in all directions, and the allies were no longer allies, not allies, but also a potential hostile force, making a small stumbling block, no one thought that a new sect that completely annoyed the Great Sword Immortal Bai Shang could be in the scenery of Beiju Luzhou.

And the Qingliang Sect was also in turmoil.

Half of the worshippers and guest secretaries have severed their relationship with the Qingliang Sect and sent a secret letter, and the seats on the side of the Patriarch Hall have been reduced by as many as five overnight.

He Xiaoliang was also a strange person, he didn't break those chairs, he just moved them out of the ancestral hall and put them under the eaves outside the door.

The Qingliang Sect, which already has few disciples, is a mountain, and it seems more and more deserted.

Fortunately, in the course of He Xiaoliang's travels in Beiju Luzhou, the nine registered disciples he received successively were quite stable, and no one had chosen to defect to the Qingliang Sect. In the eyes of the outside world, it is because those guys don't know the meaning of the name Baishang at all, let alone the danger of making a feud on the mountain and tearing their faces.

These nine first-generation disciples of the Qingliang Sect after the establishment of the sect were successively brought back to the mountain by He Xiaoliang, most of them were ordinary people under the mountain who had never practiced before, the age difference was not huge, the oldest person was only the age of standing, the youngest was just a five or six-year-old child, He Xiaoliang received disciples, it was very eccentric, and the qualifications were also seen, but it was not the most important, it was possible to embark on the path of cultivation, and it was more about her own eyes.

Today, He Xiaoliang left the small cave where he cultivated alone, and the Qingliang Sect occupied a treasure land of feng shui, but he did not build a large amount of construction, only opened up a small piece of land in the middle of the ancestral mountain, and the thatched huts were adjacent, and the nine disciples lived here, but the place used to preach and teach and solve doubts was a bit like a rich mansion, similar to the ancestral hall of a large family under the mountain, which could worship the ancestors and invite the master to give lectures to the family disciples.

He Xiaoliang received disciples, only taught them a Taoist mantra that did not distinguish between superior and inferior, and did not care much about it, but invited an outsider to teach the disciples daily, this person is neither a worship nor a guest, but he has been lecturing for the nine disciples of Qingliang Sect for several years, and he is not confined to distinguishing the subtleties of Taoist classics, and he will teach the knowledge of three teachings and hundreds of schools. He Xiaoliang seems to have a lot of trust in this "Mr. Li", and he is not worried that he will mislead people's children and delay his cultivation by lecturing here, and he is not worried that the Qingliang Sect, which will no longer accept disciples within a hundred years, will become a four-like immortal sect.

The nine disciples who are still named for the time being have great respect for the young gentleman who only knows the surname Li.

He Xiaoliang came to the window of the lecture hall.

That Li Fuzi was talking about the Confucian poetry and articles, and previously said that "the pond grows spring grass" and "the bright moon shines on the tall building", and he sighed that these seemingly straightforward verses, the most powerful, will make later generations of poets regret that they were born thousands of years late, and then they talked about a mountain under the mountain, or a mountain sect, what is the temperament of the originator of the mountain, how will it affect the family style, the door style, and finally told the nine people, if you become the originator of the mountain in the future, how to do it, in order to be less wrong and more right.

When someone saw the master appear, they wanted to get up and salute, but He Xiaoliang stretched out his hand and pressed down twice, signaling that the place where the teacher was taught was the largest.

The young-looking Li Fuzi threw out a question for the nine students to think about, and then left the school and followed He Xiaoliang.

He said, "Sect Master He, there is obviously no need for you to act like this...... Forget it, the reason, I'm an outsider, so I won't ask much. But I'm sure that when Bai Shang speaks, he never counts. ”

Even if He Xiaoliang is the descendant disciple of the Taoist master, after all, he is separated by a world.

What's more, the sword immortal of Beiju Luzhou is really going to make a big fuss, where will he care about this.

The white clothes are now clearly gone.

Legend has it that in the earliest days of Beiju Luzhou, there was an ancient sword immortal, and a student of the Holy Ancestor, pointed at people with the tip of the sword, and asked with a smile if you think I will cut down with a sword.

The answer, of course, is to cut it right.

However, in the end, the sword immortal died in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the Confucian sage founded the Shui Academy in Beiju Luzhou.

He Xiaoliang said with a smile: "Mr. Li, I have only been in the Yupu Realm for a few years now, and I can't do it until I reach the next Immortal Realm, and then to the bottleneck, without hundreds of years." Bai Shang is willing to wait, just wait. ”

The scholar, who was called Mr. Li by He Xiaoliangzun, said: "The disciple who thanked the Heavenly Monarch before was a little aggressive. ”

He Xiaoliang said: "During his travels, he was instructed by Bai Shang, and Bai Shang had a preaching grace in him, plus the Qingliang Sect opened the mountain and established a faction, which squeezed out a considerable part of the Taoist luck in Beiju Luzhou, and this person will naturally be inclined to Xu Xuan and Bai Shang." ”

Mr. Li shook his head and said, "If the truth can be applied and borrowed in this way, I think there is a big problem with the preaching of the Heavenly Monarch Xie Shi. ”

He Xiaoliang couldn't help laughing.

Mr. Li wondered, "Am I wrong?"

Thinking about one's own mistakes in advance is the foundation of this scholar's study.

He Xiaoliang shook his head and said, "I hope Mr. Li will say this again." ”

Mr. Li smiled: "If you have a chance, you can give it a try." However, looking at Xie Tianjun's own actions and the actions of the entire sect, it may not be pleasing to him. ”

He Xiaoliang no longer dwelled on this issue, afraid that he would not be able to help laughing, and at the same time he felt some pity for the Heavenly Monarch disciple.

She turned her head and looked at the young man with a beautiful face under the thatched hut in the distance, named Cui Ci, who was a scholar who had traveled across continents with Mr. Li for many years.

Mr. Li said, "It's time for me to go down the mountain. ”

He Xiaoliang made a mockery: "I don't dare to keep Mr. anymore." ”

Li Xisheng made a bow as a Confucian protégé.

Even if the other party didn't return the salute with the head, He Xiaoliang still shifted his footsteps and dodged, but in the end it was the Jade Pu Realm, and at the top of the Qingliang Sect, her movement was unaware, at least in the eyes of the porcelain man Cui Ci, the female sect master always stood in place, and generously accepted a gift from her husband.

The imperial study of the capital of Dali.

The small pilgrimage will disperse.

National Teacher Cui?? But it's rare that he didn't leave.

This is something that has never happened before.

Emperor Song He didn't ask, just quietly waited for the next step of the national teacher.

High?? Standing up from the chair, and gently brushing his fingers together, a long scroll of mountains and rivers appeared in the imperial study, which was the land of the three continents of Aquarius, Beiju Luzhou and Tongye Continent.

The young emperor hurriedly got up and walked to Cui ?? Side.

High?? Said slowly: "At the big court meeting, the monarch of a country and the military generals talked about the current matter, far from the year, at the small court meeting, the monarch of a country and the general and the minister chatted about the long-term affairs of ten years, and now I talked with Your Majesty alone in private, is to discuss a century-old plan, Your Majesty may be able to see part of the process, but may not be able to see the final result with your own eyes." ”

Song He said softly: "It's like when my father couldn't see the hooves of the horses riding on the iron horse, stepping on the seashore of the Old Dragon City?"

High?? bluntly said: "Almost." ”

Song was not disappointed, but was full of joy and said with a smile: "Sir, I have actually been waiting for this day. ”

In front of this national teacher, as long as there are no other courtiers by his side, the young emperor has always performed student salutes.

There is no need for the Queen Mother to mention this matter.

High?? said: "When the overall situation of Aquarius is decided, it will inevitably be handed over to the Hanlin Academy in the future to compile the biography of the second ministers and loyal ministers of the courtiers from various vassal states, and this is by no means something that His Majesty the Emperor can do when he is in office, so as not to chill the hearts of the temple, and can only be done by the successor emperor." This is a family matter between Aquarius and the Dali Dynasty, Your Majesty can think about it first, list a charter, and go back to see if there are any omissions that need to be added. Repairing people's hearts is as important as repairing old mountains and rivers. ”

After saying this, Choi?? Pointing to the Beiju Luzhou north of the Aquarius Continent, "Looking at such a vast Beiju Luzhou, how does Your Majesty feel?"

Song He replied: "Compared with the past, it is very hollow. ”

Yizhou sword cultivation has already gone to the inverted hanging mountain.

High?? nodded, and said: "I advise Your Majesty, Da Li Song, never think about getting involved in the territory of other continents, you can't do it." ”

Song He had some regrets.

I thought that this great national teacher, his husband, would be more ambitious than he imagined.

High?? said with a smile: "Zhida is sparse, not hollow." ”

Song He looked embarrassed.

High?? Pointing to the southernmost Bone Beach in Beiju Luzhou, "To help build a long bridge between Piyun Mountain and Bone Beach, how does Your Majesty think it should be built?"

Song He smiled: "Rely on fairy money." ”

High?? nodded, but asked again: "Where does the real source of immortal money come from?"

Song He's gaze swept over the scroll and looked at the continent farther south than Aquarius, "Tongye Continent, which is destined to be shattered?"

High?? He didn't nod his head in approval, nor did he shake his head in denial, but just asked, "At the end of the day, how to make money and spend money?"

Song He shook his head, the problem was too big.

High?? He said: "I have figured out how to make money, in order to spend money, otherwise what is the point of staying in the treasury of Dali? ”

High?? Raising his sleeves, he pointed to the Beiju Luzhou and Tongyezhou at the north and south ends of Dongbao Aquarius, and gave his answer, "How to make money from the rules of Beiju Luzhou, is to how to reasonably remedy the broken mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou, this in and out, Dali does not seem to make money, but in fact, he has been accumulating national strength, and at the same time has been nodding and approving by the Confucian Confucian Temple, not me? , or your emperor Song He will be a man, but my Dali national policy, which truly conforms to the etiquette rules of Confucianism, has become the trend of the times. , is to make some people unhappy, even if the other party still has the ability to make you and me and Da Li unhappy, the Temple of Literature has its own saints who watch coldly, so as to teach them to stretch out their hands, they will be beaten. ”

High?? Put away his hands and turned his head to stare at Song He, this embroidered tiger looked slightly cold, " Saying this to Your Majesty does not mean that Your Majesty is already more wise and martial than the first emperor, but that Your Majesty is luckier, the emperor should be later, and the dragon chair seat is higher, but Your Majesty does not need to be annoyed, the previous merits and losses are all the first emperor's, and the size of the future merits should only be Your Majesty's alone, Your Majesty governs the country, there is no need to compete with a former emperor who has died, if you can't recognize this, I think what I said to Your Majesty today is still early. ”

Song He bowed and said: "Students should remember the teachings. ”

High?? said: "Erase some traces of the first emperor's governance, the first emperor is dead, the new emperor ascends the throne, what's the difficulty? Guan Shangshu, these old foxes, will only laugh at you, the emperor, for being stingy, in fact, you don't need to say or do more Song He, and stay up for a few more years, the old and young civil and military generals will naturally be so smart that people can't see the clues." As the emperor of the Song family, he aims to be in the land of one continent, and the four sides of the country are the sea, which is already an unprecedented move in the world, and he should come up with some matching imperial bearing. Wait until the day before the old courtiers, without me, Cui?? Sitting in the small court, I am still loyal and in awe of you, that is the true ability of your Song He. If one more day, I'm Cui?? Sit down, and don't dare to regard you as a student anymore, then Song He can be regarded as the real emperor of the ages. ”

High?? continued: "Of course, two things are difficult, but Your Majesty can try it. What emperor's heart is difficult to guess, it is all art, not nothing, but not the master. Even if the Song family finally breaks off one day, every time the history of later generations is written, about Song He, it is still the most well-deserved and colorful, and you can't get around it if you want to, either the most praise, or the most fierce scolding. ”

Finally Choi?? said with a smile: "Tell Your Majesty about some plans for the two continents and existing chess pieces, Your Majesty is Your Majesty after all, and the national teacher will only be the national teacher." ”

After a miserable boxing practice, after Pei Qian was carried back to the first floor by Chen Ruchu, he had an unprecedented three-day rest, and the key is not counting the day and night that he couldn't move while lying on the bed.

I just heard that Wei Yan was about to hold the third night banquet of the gods, which made Pei Qian, who had finished copying the book, happy.

Zhu Yong said that this is called not hitting the house for three days.

Pei Qian is in a good mood and doesn't bother with the old cook.

Besides, in the letter sent back to Luoluo Mountain, the master officially agreed to promote Zhou Mili to the right protector of Luoluo Mountain at the end, and let Pei Qian read the letter seventeen or eighteen times, when he went back to the second floor to practice boxing for the first time, he puffed up his chest high, stepped on the steps of the bamboo building step by step, and shouted loudly that Old Man Cui should hurry up and open the door to feed the box, don't be confused.

At that time, Chen Lingjun, who was looking at the first floor, felt that Pei Qianmo was either stupid or crazy.

At this time, on the side of Zhu Yong's courtyard, Wei Yan was playing chess with Zheng Dafeng.

Chen Ruchu gently swallowed the melon seeds.

Chen Lingjun bet that Zheng Dafeng would win, so he put a large handful of snowflake money next to the chess jar of the Gale brothers, but Zhu Yong kept chattering over there, saying that now Wei Bai is already an immortal in the Yupu Realm, and his chess strength has skyrocketed, so it should be Wei Yan's chance of winning.

Pei Qian took Zhou Mi Li, who was carrying a walking stick, and the two of them ran around the stone table in a circle.

Pei Qian swaggered, his two arms flew up, and he shouted vigorously, "Choke knock, choke, choke, choke...... I want to set up a banquet at the head of the village, from the head of the village to the end of the village...... The gold of the Liu family, the silver of the Li family, and the copper coins of the Han family all obediently came to sleep in my pocket. ”

Wei Yan pressed his elbow against the table, and his fingers poked his eyebrows.

Once on the thief ship, it will be difficult to think about it again.

Anyway, his reputation as the righteous god of Beiyue is completely ruined.

Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "Lose money, if you continue to quarrel like this, I will lose the chess, and even Brother Lingjun will lose the money, you will lose!"

Pei Qian saxed his legs and ran without stopping, "What to lose, you don't seem to be a." ”

Pei Qian continued to hum her folk song.

Zhou Mili ran behind Pei Qian's buttocks, and asked suspiciously: "Where is this ballad, I haven't heard it before." ”

Pei Qian stopped and clasped his hands around his chest, "It's a song from my hometown, but it's a pity that it's too well written to spread." ”

Zhou Mili always felt that Pei Qian's words didn't seem to make sense, so he held the hiking pole in both hands, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

Zhu Yong waited for Cui Dongshan's letter, and then had to wait for Lu Baixiang to come to Luoluo Mountain, and after participating in Wei Bai's night tour banquet together, he would go to find the water temple dragon boat with Liu Chongrun of Zhuhai Island.

is different from Chen Ping'an's explanation in the letter, after Zhu Yong got Cui Dongshan's reply to the letter, there is no need to worry about the big Li iron horse and the spy, he Cui Dongshan will handle it properly, and he should have taken the eldest princess of the dead country to her hometown.

But Zhu Yong still told Liu Chongrun that this matter is full of crises, and it is not good to do it, otherwise it may be a big disaster. Anyway, Zhu Yong made alarmist remarks to scare people.

As a result, Liu Chongrun weighed the pros and cons, and after thinking about it carefully, he gritted his teeth and decided not to touch the dragon boat of the Water Palace again. Zhu Yong has just dried Liu Chongrun, and several things have changed, and they have decided to take more risks in Luoluo Mountain, so the two sides can actually try it, but the account sharing between the two sides can no longer be divided into five or five, and Luoluo Mountain must account for two more percent, and the two sides bargained for a while, and it became a chela back and Luoluo Mountain divided into four or six points.

Zhu Yong actually wouldn't really ask for more than this additional income, and when he and Lu Baixiang accompanied Liu Chongrun to hunt for treasures, he had his own reason, so he said that his own Luoluo Mountain Lord, who was traveling far away, replied and told him that Zhu Yong must follow the original plan and divide the account fifty-fifty.

When the time comes, it will seem like business as usual and return to where it was.

Naturally, it's not that Zhu Yong is busy with a lot of work.

Wait until Piyun Mountain officially holds a night tour banquet.

Pei Qian and Zhou Mili did not participate in the night banquet, Pei Qian was busy copying more books, so as not to owe too much credit because of the practice of boxing.

It's strange that even Chen Lingjun didn't go to join in the fun this time.

However, it was his brother who was the god of water in the river, and afterwards made a special trip to Luoluo Mountain to ask Chen Lingjun why he didn't show up.

After that, Zhu Yong and Lu Baixiang went down the mountain to do business, and Liu Chongrun, who was traveling with him, was worried, feeling that the future was uncertain, and blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, after all, they were digging treasures under the nose of Da Li Tieqi.

Lu Baixiang's two disciples, Yuanbao Yuanlai, and the two sisters and brothers, stayed on Luoluo Mountain.

The two of them and Cen Yuanji, who was taken up the mountain by Zhu Yong, can still talk.

Three days of frolicking outside the bamboo building.

After three days, the practice of boxing in the bamboo building is very different.

Zhou Mili carried the hiking stick and guarded the path from the mansion to the bamboo building, and no outsiders were allowed to visit the bamboo building.

This was confessed by the chief steward Zhu Yong, Zhou Mili did not dare to leave his post without permission, but as long as Chen Ruchu was busy with the matter at hand, he would come to eat melon seeds and pastries with Zhou Mili. When the time comes, what should I do, Chen Ruchu will leave again.

Zhou Mili honestly squatted on the territory that Pei Qian had drawn a circle for her before.

At first, Zhou Mili still felt aggrieved, and felt that Pei Qian's circle was too small, which seemed that her territory as the right protector of the down-and-out mountain was not big enough.

Pei Qian asked her if there was such a circle under her feet as a small piece of paper, and whether there was such a circle under her feet would see if those door god masters would complain and complain? Pei Qian finally asked with a straight face, Zhou Mili, do you deserve a little tail as the right protector?

Zhou Mili hurriedly shook his head.

Zhou Mili squatted in the circle alone, moving and circling little by little along the non-existent boundary.

When the little girl in black carrying a walking stick took every one or two steps, in the distance behind her, a little lotus figure jumped out of the dirt and trotted a few steps.

The second floor of the bamboo building.

Cui Cheng stepped on Pei Qian's forehead on the ground, twisted it heavily, lowered his head and asked: "Before practicing boxing today, you little waste, you dare to ask the old man when the practice of boxing will end." ”

Cui Cheng kicked on the side of Pei Qian's temple, and turned his head to look at the girl who was curled up at the base of the wall, "You go to the guillotine on the guillotine road first." ”

The body slowly stretched out, and Pei Qian, who had previously saved an extra breath for himself, staggered to his feet with a bloody face, opened his mouth wide, tilted his head, stretched out two fingers, shook a tooth, and then pulled it out with a hard pull.

She carefully tucked away the bloodstained tooth and hid it in her sleeve. Master once said that every child will grow up, and during this period, the lost teeth have to be thrown to the top of the bed, so that they can make a wish for peace and security.

Pei Qian bent down, clenched his hands into fists, clenched and released gently, and stared at Cui Cheng.

I saw her tiptoe on the ground, her body was in the air, and she stepped heavily on the wall of the bamboo building behind her, her body was like an arrow, and she suddenly fell halfway, twisted her ankles, slid out a few steps, deviated from the straight line, chiseled the formation with an iron horse, opened her fist, and picked up a punch, but she handed a punch to Cui Cheng.

Pei Qian may not know that the god-man drum style is his master who confronts Cui Cheng and uses the least boxing.

Because knowing is the most useless.

But Pei Qian was the opposite, this punch was the most she had ever handed to the old man.

Again and again in vain, again and again punches.

The old man smashed his fist on Pei Qian's head, and he never thought that the moment Pei Qian's body flew out upside down, he kicked out with one leg.

Obviously, from the beginning, I had the idea that if you punched me, I would kick you.

It's a pity that Cui Cheng held his ankle with one hand, picked it up high, and smashed it on the ground, causing Pei Qian's body to curl up again, and his breathing in an instant was even faster and slower, and it was changed rapidly, which was natural.

Cui Cheng sneered and said: "You little waste who is not even as good as Chen Ping'an, if I am that big waste, I will dislike you for eating an extra bite of food, it is a waste of Luoluo Mountain's family funds! You also want to rub a corner of the old man's clothes? You are the old man who is the Cen Yuanji who seems to be sleepy when practicing boxing? Come again? Don't pretend to be dead, you can touch the corner of your clothes in the slightest, and the old man will have your surname in the future." ”

Pei Qian slammed his elbow on the ground, his body was in the air, and he stood still, intermittently, and said vaguely: "You don't have to follow my surname...... Take my master's surname...... It depends on whether my master agrees. ”

Cui Cheng came to Pei Qian in one step, with one hand behind him, he held Pei Qian's door with five fingers in one hand, and then took another step and slammed Pei Qian's whole person against the wall.

The latter's hands and feet drooped together.

Cui Cheng let go of his hand, and Pei Qian sat on the ground with his back against the wall, and a large smear of blood slid out of the wall above his head.

Cui Cheng sneered: "Chen Ping'an, a waste who is afraid of death and greedy for life, will raise you, a waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death, you master and apprentice, you should hide in Mud Bottle Lane for the rest of your life, picking up chicken shit and dog feces every day! Chen Ping'an is really blind, so he will choose you Pei Qian to be the big disciple of that bullshit mountain, and the poor worm who is destined to hide behind him for the rest of his life is also worthy of 'disciple' to talk about 'opening the mountain'?"

Pei Qian's fingers moved slightly, and finally he raised his head with difficulty, and his lips moved slightly.

As a result, the old man stepped on his forehead and bent over his head, "Little waste, what are you talking about, the old man begs you to speak louder! Are you saying that the old man is right? You and Chen Ping'an should be dealing with chicken shit and dog feces in Mud Bottle Lane for the rest of your life? ”

Pei Qian, who was sitting on the ground, slowly raised his hand and slowly swung his fist towards Cui Cheng's foot.

The old man retracted his foot, and after that punch missed, he changed his foot and stepped heavily on Pei Qian's head.

A moment later, Pei Qian changed his hand and raised his arm to punch.

The old man took a few steps back and said, "With this ability, it seems that you can go to Fulu Street or Taoye Lane with that waste Chen Ping'an, and clean the boots of those rich and noble men to make money, Chen Ping'an wiped the boots for people, and you, who are disciples, can smile and bend down and bow, and shout a word to welcome the master again." ”

Pei Qian put her hands and back, pressed against the wall, inch by inch, and slowly got up, she tried her best to open her eyes and open her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.

The old man laughed, knowing what the little guy was scolding himself.

Pei Qian lowered her head and bent over, panting slightly, her vision was blurred, and she couldn't see anything at all.

The old man turned around and walked to the bamboo gate, turned his head and said with a smile: "The old man will open the door, and you can write to Chen Ping'an, just say that you, as a disciple, can finally share the worries of the master, and think of a good idea for the master and apprentice to make money?

In the twinkling of an eye.

Cui Cheng stopped and narrowed his eyes.

Pei Qian, who had almost fainted, subconsciously opened his eyes wide, his body shook and stepped out, the next time his body shook even more, and after a few steps, Pei Qian disappeared.

A footstep swept out, suddenly stopped his body, jumped high, flew in, and smashed down on Cui Cheng's head.

Just like in the town back then, there are straw sandals with young men like falcons, skimming the stream.

Cui Cheng hesitated, still deflected his shoulder, dodging Pei Qian's punch, but the old man didn't punch this time, just turned his head to look, and the little girl was squatting on the ground near the door, already fainting.

Maybe she was blocking the road and didn't let him Cui Cheng open the door?

Cui Cheng came to the little girl's side, sat down cross-legged, reached out and gently pressed her blood-drenched little head, nodded and smiled, "Very good." ”