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An old voice came from behind Ruan Xiu, "What are you doing to kill them, don't you have dirty hands?"

The women were a little frightened when they saw the angry Xiuxiu girl for the first time, and when they saw the old man appear, they breathed a sigh of relief, after all, it was a familiar face to the people of the town, how many years have passed, every household regardless of whether it is high or low, but it needs to deal with the old man, or deal with the Yang family pharmacy where the old man is located, after all, even if the Lord of Yama wants to accept people, he must first ask the Lang Zhong of the Yang family shop whether he agrees, but he is ruthless in collecting money, which makes people unhappy.

Ruan Xiu turned her head to look at the old man and didn't speak.

Old man Yang gulped down dry tobacco, looking at those long-tongued women, the heart is not vicious, but if you want to talk about good people, it is really eight poles can't beat, Chen Ping'an was in trouble at a young age, without his parents, he almost couldn't survive At that time, there were indeed a lot of neighbors who helped out, after all, Chen Ping'an's father and mother were kind-hearted, and people's hearts were long, such as Gu Cang's mother, as well as several old people who have passed away now, they often take their children to their own homes to eat, the food is not good, and they send some old clothes and clothes to sew and mend when it is cold, but they can help to really continue their lives。

It's just that there is a chewy place in the world, just here, I really helped a lot, and I didn't think about collecting a return afterwards, and I was just a little happy to see that the young man was out, and I was willing to say a few words to my younger generation about good people have good rewards, and said look, God is eye-opening, this is not the son of the young couple, and now all the good fortune falls on the son.

Even they have some hope and hope for life, thinking that their family can be so lucky in the future.

On the contrary, I didn't contribute much money and effort at the beginning, it is estimated that I didn't say much cool words, after the boy in Mud Bottle Lane made his career, it was really desperate to open his mouth, and he regarded himself as a bodhisattva who rescued the suffering, such as the three people in front of him, he often went to ride the dragon lane to eat for nothing, and dragged his family to go with him, the girl Ruan Xiu endured, and did not want Chen Ping'an to be gossiped about, and did not want the shop business to do badly on the books, so she had to take out her own family money to fill the hole, the amount is not too big, almost a year, there must be four or five hundred taels of silver。

But this money is not small in a poor place like Apricot Blossom Lane, Mud Bottle Lane, and you can't touch a few grains of broken silver all year round.

Old man Yang looked at one of the women who didn't bring their children, and said: "Go and talk to your man who is on an errand in the county government, and then let him say a word to the people behind him, people are doing things that are watching the sky and disgusting people, you must stop in moderation, be careful that you have no fart in the future, it will really become a disaster, and no one can hold it." ”

The woman was a little weak-hearted, "Old man Yang, what are you talking about? ”

"I don't understand pulling down. ”

The old man spit out a puff of misty smoke rings, "Then I'll say something that you all understand, in the future, go to the shop to grab medicine, and the money will be doubled, and in case of a serious illness that is going to die, the Yang family's shop Langzhong will not go directly to the door of the three of you, and directly prepare the coffin." ”

The women were stunned.

Old man Yang glanced at a child with delicate eyebrows and hard bones, stood timidly beside his mother, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, the one hundred taels of silver for your mother have broken the road to immortality." In the future, when you will not be able to gain a foothold in the mountains to the west and leave your hometown, think more about what I said today. ”

The old man left directly, "Xiuxiu girl, if they don't get out next, then you can really kill them, it's reasonable and beneficial, and no one can find fault with it." After the killing, there is no need to collect the body, you just need to remember to throw it out of Mud Bottle Alley, and after you get your hands dirty, you can go to the Longxu River to wash it. ”

Ruan Xiu had a good impression of Old Man Yang before, but it wasn't very good, and he always felt that the clouds and fog were not real, so he was still a little jealous, but now his good feelings increased suddenly, and he said with a smile: "Next time, I will go to the shop with Chen Ping'an to pay New Year's greetings." ”

Old man Yang hummed, nodded, and did not refuse. The old man walked in the alley, passing by old houses, most of which were as dilapidated as the ancestral house of the Cao family and had no owner, but in the end, the house of the Cao family's dead wood and spring, in the end, was less, many heirs withered, incense was cut off, and a family said that it was gone.

When the old man thought of the pungent daughter-in-law of Li Er's family, and then looked back at such a reasonable little girl, the old man's mood was a little complicated, mixed with good and bad.

In this town, I'm afraid that the ignorant woman who lacks heart and eyes has the ability and courage to spray feces with the old man, the key is that the old man can't scold her.

The old man was really scolded by the woman blocking the door once, and he couldn't help it, so he asked Li Er to take care of his daughter-in-law's broken mouth, but Li Er held back for a long time and replied to some bastard words that made Old Man Yang more and more angry: Master, if you are really angry, it's good to beat me, remember not to slap your face, otherwise when you go home and show your daughter-in-law, she will have to scold you again.

If it weren't for the sake of the girl of the Li Er family, Old Man Yang really wanted to slap the woman into a pulp.

The three women in the alley didn't dare to stay any longer, so they came and went back in disappointment, and when they got out of the alley, there was infighting, each blaming the other, scolding, pushing and shoving.

The child who was taken out by the old man Yang alone and said, when his mother was scolding others, his face was always calm, and the child turned his head to look at the narrow and deep alley, only to feel that his heart was empty, and he couldn't tell the reason, as if he had lost something very important, such as the woman cooking vegetables and missing salt, and the woodcutter going up the mountain and losing the firewood knife.

After the women left, Ruan Xiu found that the two painted door gods of Chen Ping'an's house had lost that little bit of true spirit for some reason.

This is very strange, even if it is an ordinary paper door god sold in the bazaar, as long as the painted door god has not disappeared in the long river of time, the golden body is still there, and the incense still exists, then it will contain a little aura, but this aura will soon be dispersed by the wind and rain, and it will not be able to resist too much evil wind, so every New Year you need to replace a new door god, not just the New Year celebration is so simple.

But in Ruan Xiu's eyes, the civil and military sages of these two paintings of the door gods, are the founders of the surnames of the two pillars of the Dali Dynasty Yuan and Cao, and now they are thriving and incense in Dali, and it stands to reason that the true spirit should not be pasted on it, Ruan Xiu frowned and stepped forward, stretched out his palm and gently wiped it on the shoddy colored paper, and the paper soon flowed with golden light, and the righteousness was awe-inspiring, but it could not be seen by the naked eye.

The girl in Tsing Yi left satisfied, and as for the situation of the door god in the courtyard of Song Jixin's house next door, she didn't even look at it.

She walked all the way to the alley of Liu Xianyang's house, whistled, and soon a local dog happily rushed out, circling around the girl, she smiled and dropped a fragrant fiery red pill, the old dog quickly ate his stomach, followed behind the ponytail girl, his steps were light and silent, and he shook his tail gently.

One person attained the Tao and the chicken dog ascended to heaven.

If it is said that people are more popular than people, but if a qi practitioner sees this scene, it is more angry than a dog.

Not being able to meet the person she wanted to see, Ruan Xiu was originally a little disappointed, but now she began to be happy again.

Look, he's going to take care of himself, whether it's the cage of chickens or the dog, she's taking good care of it.

The girl in Tsing Yi walked on the cyan stone road, with a ponytail with green sideburns and silk, the sky is high and the earth is far away, and the scenery is unique here.

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After sending Chen Ping'an back to Luoluo Mountain, Wei Yan disappeared again, but did not return to the Phiyun Mountain, but went directly to the top of Luoluo Mountain, in sight, it is a majestic mountain temple, the square is grand, with a kind of luxurious strange stone shaped like white jade and fine iron, the golden body in the temple has been molded, but it has not yet officially accepted the people's incense.

Wei Yan big sleeves flowing water, chic forward, a dusty servant of the big Li Gong Department member Wailang, after hearing the news, hurriedly came over to say hello, Wei Yan looked at the tired face, ten fingers chilblains of the big Li Qingliu official, Wei Yan while walking, while communicating with the officials with a pleasant face about the progress of the project, it is inevitable to sigh in his heart, the Song family of Dali can rise from a small country affiliated to the Lu Dynasty, step by step to dominate the north, definitely not just by illusory fortune.

Yuan Wailang did not enter the mountain temple, but stayed outside the threshold, after Wei Yan crossed the threshold alone, the official immediately left quickly, and continued to personally stare at the construction matters, big and small affairs, everything must be done personally.

Dali officialdom, with clear sleeves and a breeze, happy and happy like a fairy, this is a description of the noble and transcendent officials of the Ministry of Rites.

Eat meat in large pieces, kill people with quick knives, and break through the formation of iron cavalry to expand the territory, which is talking about the military department.

Eating soil, eating ashes and drinking the northwest wind, this is said to the officials of the Ministry of Works.

However, as a foreigner with real power in his hands, and from a wealthy family, such conscientiousness is still an unimaginable scene for other dynasties.

Wei Yan waved his sleeves lightly, closed the door, and there was a refreshing fragrance of good wood and beautiful wood in the temple of the mountain god.

The main hall enshrines the god of Luoluo Mountain, and the head on the neck is made of pure gold, which is quite strange.

A man in a Confucian shirt appeared with a golden body, floating out of the statue, and above his neck, a face showed a pale gold color, but it was not as abrupt and eye-catching as the statue.

The mountain god is Song Yuzhang.

It is the former Longquan kiln supervisor, who has lived in the town for more than 20 years, and Song Jixin, a young man in Mud Bottle Lane, was once mistaken for his illegitimate son. In the end, Song Yuzhang left here, returned to Beijing to take up his post, and when he returned to Longquan Town, he was sent by the big Li Niangniang to break his neck, and secretly hid his head and put it in the box. Killing people and killing mouths, unloading and killing donkeys, nothing more.

Song Yuzhang knew too much about the scandal of the Dali Song family, he actually knew from the beginning that he would definitely die, and even on the way back to Beijing, this Dali civil official who was worthy of the word "bone" was ready to die violently on the way, loyal and generous to death, but that was not the case.

Therefore, Wang Yifu, who was sent by Da Li Niangniang to kill people and destroy his mouth at that time, the general of the Lu family, said the conclusion of the coffin from the bottom of his heart.

It turns out that scholars also have great heads.

Song Yuzhang, as the god of the Luoluo Mountain, bowed to the future Beiyue god in front of him, "The small god worships the big god." ”

Wei Yan smiled dumbly, moved to the side, waved his hand, and said, "Mr. Song doesn't need to be like this. ”

Song Yuzhang followed and shifted the direction of the salute, "The rules are like this, no exceptions. ”

Wei Yan had to accept this gift completely, and said helplessly: "You scholars, you are stupid enough, you are the same before and after death." ”

Song Yuzhang straightened up and smiled calmly.

Wei Yan smiled and asked, "Did the people from the Ministry of Rites and the Qin Heavenly Prison tell you about the precautions for serving as a mountain god?"

Song Yuzhang laughed at himself: "They didn't dare to say anything, after the completion of the god ceremony, they went down the mountain early and left, not treating me as a mountain god, but treating me as a plague god." There is still Lao Beiyue Zhengshen to solve the confusion of the little god. ”

Wei Yan nodded, let Song Yuzhang stand beside him, and waved his sleeves vigorously, and the mist of mountains and rivers in the hall rose and spread everywhere.

On the ground, soon there is a whole picture of the territory of the jurisdiction of the mountain, the mountains and rivers are not separated, although a mountain god, the rule is simply the mountain, but the stream that originates from the mountain or the river that passes by at the foot of the mountain, the mountain god has different degrees of jurisdiction, the river and water god in the world, especially the lower rank of the river Bo Hepo, is often not as popular as the mountain god, the former often needs to take the initiative to pull the relationship to the latter, the root is here.

Wei Yan pointed to the mountaintop ancestral temple on the ground, "" Ugly words in front, our landscape gods, in fact, is not very interesting, is to lie on the merit book to enjoy the blessings, eat incense, do not need to cultivate strength, do not cultivate the heart, a little bit of accumulation of yin virtue on the line, to help the court to maintain a place of mountains and rivers, compared with the last ten years, the jurisdiction of the natural disasters and man-made disasters are more or less, whether the number of people has increased or decreased, is it the first few people to raise the scholars, whether there are monks to relocate and take root here, there has been some kind of auspicious signs, naturally better, this is the merit of the gods, the achievements of officials. ”

Song Yuzhang was born as an official, and Wei Yan used officialdom to talk about spiritual affairs, and Song Yuzhang quickly realized that it was very understandable.

Wei Yan said with a smile: "In short, all the gains and losses are clearly recorded in the accounts of the imperial court, and it is clear at a glance. Don't think that if you become a mountain god, you only need to deal with me, in fact, the object you really need to pay attention to is still the Dali court. There are a total of three mountain temples in Longquan County, I occupy the mountain hall of Phiyun Mountain, you are in Luoluo Mountain, and there is one built in the north area, which is rare in other places, it belongs to the porridge and less monks, and you will have a headache in the future, because you need to compete for the incense of good men and good women, of course, you can't fight with me......"

Song Yuzhang joked: "Where do I dare, this is called the following offense." In the past, when I was alive, I could tell myself that I was afraid of a fart, and it was a big deal to resign and not do it, the biggest big deal was just to die, but now I can't do it, it's hard to die. ”

Speaking of this, Song Yuzhang confessed again, with a smile in his words, "The great god of the mountain has come to Luoluo Mountain many times, and the little god is not embarrassed to show up, he is really afraid, it should be the little god who took the initiative to visit Piyun Mountain." ”

is a low-level official who has been rooted in the town for so many years, and he likes to do it himself, staying in the more than 30 dragon kilns all the year round, Song Yuzhang's official spirit has long been polished, not to mention gags, but he knows a lot of meat words.

Wei Yan said helplessly: "Okay, Mr. Song immediately integrated from one officialdom to another, and his understanding is very high." ”

Song Yuzhang smiled and asked, "The one in the north?"

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and the Buddha still has to fight for a stick of incense, not to mention the gods of the mountains and rivers who rely on incense to survive.

Among them, the twists and turns, the flies camp the dogs, are not inferior to the secular officialdom in any way.

Wei Yan thought for a while and said softly: "It's not a good stubble, he was born as a military general with brilliant military achievements before his death, and his temper is very stinky, but he has a good relationship with the two people in the Wenchang Pavilion Martial Arts Temple." ”

Song Yuzhang quipped: "It's not okay to be an official like this, if you don't worship the god and worship the side door, you will suffer if you enter the wrong temple and burn the wrong incense." ”

Wei Yan laughed heartily and stretched out his thumb, "This makes me feel relieved." ”

Wei Yan stretched out his finger and lifted it gently, and the Luoluo Mountain in the mist of the mountains and rivers became higher and higher, and finally revealed a delicate picture somewhere.

On the surface of the stream, someone straightened a rope and tied the ends to two trees, and a small bottle, after opening the stopper, hung on the rope.

Under a tree on the shore, a girl in a pink skirt would jump up from time to time and shake the rope, and the bottles on the river would sway.

Wei Yan explained: "This is a good quality beam bottle, they can store many beautiful sounds in the world, here this bottle, someone needs to gently shake the rope next to it, to help the small bottle can absorb the sound of water, otherwise, it will take a lot more time to fill the sound." ”

Song Yuzhang asked, "Is it the bottle of the mountain lord Chen Ping'an?"

Wei Yan nodded and said, "Yes." What is your impression of Chen Ping'an?"

Song Yuzhang said without hesitation: "Because Song Jixin ...... Because of His Royal Highness's relationship, I have a clear understanding of Chen Ping'an's growth, so I have a good impression, and I think it's very good to be able to become a mountain god in Luoluo Mountain. ”

Wei Yan suddenly turned his head to stare at this subordinate mountain god, and for the first time he called Song Yuzhang Lord Song, and then said with a smile: "Don't tell me, I didn't think of a situation, Da Li needs you to monitor Chen Ping'an, maybe one day he will ask you to do something dirty against your conscience." ”

Song Yuzhang smiled and said: "Of course there is a guess, I Dali has put so much effort into this, in order to build that covered bridge, how many children of the Dali royal family have died, you must already know, so now Chen Ping'an is extremely Tailai, good luck is in charge, how can I Dali not be prepared for accidents at all?"

I'm Dali!

I was proud of it when I was alive, and I still don't change it after I die. Probably this is called death without repentance?

Wei Yan was silent for a long time, and gathered those mist back into his big sleeves, like a tired bird returning to the forest, which could actually make Song Yuzhang feel their cheerful breath.

Wei Yan smiled, "Okay, then I know." ”

Wei Yan's figure disappeared.

Song Yuzhang stayed alone in the mountain temple, sighing, is he really not suitable to be an official, there are ups and downs everywhere, both before and after death.

Wei Yan, the white-clothed fairy, took the young Chen Ping'an to tour the Quartet, who doesn't know the meaning of his words?

Of course, Song Yuzhang knew that the statue in the mountain temple in the north was as clear as it was that all the immortal forces who bought the mountain did not live as human spirits, and they knew it well.

Wei Yan deliberately took the boy to walk on the major mountains, undoubtedly showing a fact bluntly and unmistakably.

Chen Ping'an is covered by my Wei Yan, you outsiders, no matter what your origins are, as long as you want to beg for a bowl of rice on my territory, you have to weigh the weight of a new Beiyue god. Because he Wei Yan is not an ordinary mountain god, it is very likely that he will be north of Guanhu Academy, half of the Aquarius Continent, and the most powerful, turf, and powerful Beiyue god in the future. Not one of them!

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It was only the third day of the Lunar New Year, and some people began to go out to travel the landscape.

In the mountains to the west of the town, a young man in a Confucian shirt and a boy who looked like a scholar, each holding a bamboo cane, waded across the mountains together and walked towards the Luoluo Mountain.

The scholar carries a box of books.

The face of the scholar and boy is beautiful, not inferior to beauty, and flawless.

The man he followed was a native of the town, and now he is serving as a teaching assistant in the school run by the Chen family in Longwei County, and his reputation is very small, far inferior to those famous Confucian writers, so he can't afford to be called a gentleman's master, but the school children like him the most, and like to listen to him tell those wonderful strange things, such as the charming and moving stories of those fox charms like scholars. The boy is even more so, he did not hesitate to stalk him before he agreed to be his husband.

The young man was naturally curious about everything, and lived alone in the ancestral house of the Yuan family in the town, and asked at this time: "Sir, the Taoist sage has words, my life has an end, and there is no end to knowledge." With an end, there is no end, and it is gone. How's that okay?"

The man in the Confucian shirt was thinking about things and did not reply for a while.

The young man was already familiar with Mr. Wang's wandering thousands of miles, and continued to ask himself: "The sage also said that between the world and the world of life, if the white horse passes through the gap, it is all of a sudden. It's clearly a corroboration of the former, how is it good?"

The man finally came back to his senses and said with a smile: "So you have to practice, every time you cross a threshold, you will be able to live a long life of ten years and a hundred years, and you will be able to read more books." ”

The young man still felt that he had not completely solved his doubts, "But although we Confucians also advocate cultivation, we study more for the purpose of entering the WTO, in order to make this world better, we have never been like Taoists, only pursuing personal birth and enlightenment, how is this good?"

"If you are not sincere, you can't move people. ”

The man smiled and said eight words, standing in place, looking at the surrounding scene, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and then said eight words, "Down-to-earth, naturally." ”

When the young man heard the words "naturally", he naturally thought of the Taoist who was extremely prosperous in Dongbao Aquarius, and he sighed, "I saw in a book that said that in troubled times, Taoists went down the mountain to save people. Buddhism knocks on the wooden fish behind closed doors. To govern the world, Taoists go up the mountain to cultivate and be pure, and Buddhists open the door to collect cash. Sir, it sounds like Taoism is really good, but Buddhist monks are not very good, no wonder they are not popular in our continent, and Buddhism is not prosperous. ”

The man shook his head and smiled: "This is just the indignant and extreme words of some readers, it's not that there is no truth at all, it's just that the reason is less, and it is not beautiful to generalize, so it is better not to say it." The three religions can be established, of course, each has its own strengths, and the Taoism of the three religions is very complicated, there are many branches and leaves, and the context is mixed, so when you want to recognize the purpose of the three religions, you must trace back to the source, before you can evaluate one or two, otherwise you will open your mouth and see one or several bad Taoist monks and bad monks, and you will beat all of them to death with a stick, which is very bad. ”

The man in the Confucian shirt looked at the top of a big mountain in the distance, "There is a debate among the three religions, and there will be three people who will each expound the foundation of the religion, and the profound and subtle principles of the three parties are unimaginable to others, so they are the most dangerous." ”

The young man was puzzled, "Sir, why are the three of them talking separately?"

The man withdrew his gaze from a high place, looked into the distance, and smiled: "Since it is a debate, in addition to the strengths and weaknesses of your own teachings, you also need to understand the strengths and weaknesses of others before you can successfully persuade the other two to recognize your own reasoning. In this way, when someone is studying the knowledge of another school, he will either wake up or drink on the head, and before the debate has even begun, he will simply change his court and embark on a different path. ”

The delicate-looking teenager was half-understood and confused.

The man smiled, "Don't think about it so much yet, walk forward." ”

The boy nodded vigorously.

His name is Cui Ci, his name was chosen by himself, and he lives in the ancestral house of the Yuan family in a small town, but he is not the Yuan family.

The Confucian scholar who walked in front was Li Xisheng, in addition to holding a bamboo cane that was convenient for walking on mountain roads, and there were two pieces of wood hanging on his waist with a peach talisman together, which was simple and elegant.

Hanging around his waist couldn't be more suitable.

Cui Ci couldn't help but ask another question, "Sir, why did we go into the mountain?"

Li Xisheng replied: "Because I think there is something that some people do very wrong. Since it is wrong, it cannot be wrong again and again. I need to do what I can. ”

Cui Ci smiled brightly and said, "Mr. is always right!"

Li Xisheng shook his head and said: "Those precious teachings in the book that have been passed down for a long time, no matter which sect or which one, must not be left in the void. ”

The teenager hesitated.

Li Xisheng teased: "You can still ask one last question today. ”

The young man said happily: "I saw in another writer's notebook that there are nine Xiongzhen Towers in the world, why is the last one with the same number of words in its name?"

Li Xisheng thought for a moment, "You mean that Xiongzhen Building called 'Zhen Bai Ze'? because Bai Ze is a ...... The name of the guy, if it is called Zhenbai Building and Zhenze Building, it is not appropriate. ”

The boy scratched his heart and lungs, and his face was bitter, wanting to ask another question, but he didn't dare to ask.

Li Xisheng couldn't help but smile: "Just ask again, the weather is very good today, the landscape is beautiful, you can ask a few more." ”

The young man was overjoyed and jumped beside his husband, "Is there anything to do with the Bai Ze diagram suppressed by Xiongzhenlou and the Bai Zetu who is almost a volume of qi practitioners?"

Li Xisheng nodded and said, "Yes, it's the same name." ”

The young man sighed, "Master, there must be a lot of knowledge in this, right?"

Li Xisheng raised his head silently, smiled apologetically in one direction, and then admonished the young man: "The Confucian sages admonished us to be honest with the elderly, not only to treat those saints in the Temple of Literature, but also to the sages of the three religions and hundreds of schools. Therefore, in the future, when you walk alone in the mountains, rivers and lakes, do not call out his name directly. ”

The young man wondered, "Bai Ze?"

Li Xisheng slapped his head with a smile, "What do you say?!"

The boy laughed, unimpressed.

The two of them continued to trek through mountains and rivers to the Luoluo Mountain.

On the shore of the West Sea in Dongbao Aquarius, there was a mink man standing on the edge of the cliff, his mind moved slightly, and he turned his head to look east, and he frowned.

Standing beside him was a woman in palace clothes wearing a curtain, the fox who fell off the cliff on a snowy night on the plank road.

She asked cautiously, "Is there a certain saint in Aquarius who is disrespectful to the master?

The man retracted his gaze and said indifferently: "It's just a Six Realms Qi Cultivator from Da Li." It's a 'the world is not messy, the bottle is changed first'. ”

The woman was dumbfounded, closed her mouth obediently, and hastened to tell herself in her heart that it would be better to say less.

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Wei Yan found Chen Ping'an in the bamboo building, where he was practicing the sword furnace in the open field, in the setting sun.

The boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt sat on the bamboo chair and ate with broken mouths than the old man.

Wei Yan came to Chen Ping'an and stood beside him, without making a sound, until Chen Ping'an put away the sword stove pile, Wei Yan turned around and asked the girl in the pink skirt to help bring two bamboo chairs, saying that she wanted to talk to her husband about something serious.

Without waiting for the girl in the pink skirt to make a move, the boy in Tsing Yi had already doggled a chair in one hand, rushed over, and after putting down the bamboo chair, he did not forget to bend down and pout his buttocks, and wiped the chair surface with his sleeves.

He returned to the girl in the pink skirt and stood there, and when he found her disgusting eyes, the boy in Tsing Yi said confidently: "What do you know, this is called a big husband who can bend and stretch!"

Wei Yan and Chen Ping'an sat side by side on the small bamboo chair, and took the lead in speaking: "Don't blame me for peeking at the scene that happened in the bamboo building at that time, the battle between you and that sword embryo at that time, the situation is far more dangerous than you can imagine, it is easy to go mad at least and kill on the spot." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and untied the careful knot.

Wei Yan said slowly: "There are two things in sword cultivation, sword practice and sword refining, practicing swordsmanship and swordsmanship, practicing practice, refining the sword itself and the natal flying sword, which is the practice of exercise. ”

After Wei Yan made a concise and concise introduction, he paused slightly, which shows how much he attaches importance to today's remarks, "Because of your sword embryo, I can't see the depth of the rank, and it's not easy to make assertions, but some common truths, I can simply talk about them, such as sharpening a physical flying sword, or tempering and cultivating a natal flying sword, the heavenly and earthly treasures that need to be consumed are countless." So I took you on a trip to various mountains, to make you understand one thing, the cultivation on the mountain is to eat the gold and silver mountains, the rich people at the bottom of the mountain, the rich side, the wealth can be described as a few lifetimes can not be spent, but in the mountains, no one has the money that can not be spent in this life, it may be ...... Only the Three Sect Ancestors can make an exception?"

The girl in the pink skirt in the back sat upright and listened.

It has nothing to do with her as a fire python, but it has a lot to do with her master, how can she not listen to the lecture, in case the master misses it, she can help make up for it afterwards.

The boy in Tsing Yi was bored and rolled his eyes.

Of course, Chen Ping'an listened carefully to what Wei Yan said, if Wei Yan didn't say it today, he would soon go down the mountain to ask Ruan Xiu.

Wei Yan clasped his hands in his sleeves, which was a bit similar to the young Cui Yun, and said slowly: "Whether you have the qualifications to become a sword cultivator or not is the first threshold for practicing qi, and if you become a sword cultivator, whether you have the money to cultivate flying swords is the second threshold, and this threshold is not low at all." The tenacity of a sword depends on the density of the sword body, so it requires the swordsmith's tempering, and then the sharpness of the sword, which needs to be constantly sharpened, this is the reason why the cliff of the dragon-slaying platform is so valuable, so that the sage Ruan Qiong alone does not dare to monopolize it, and must win over the Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain to divide it together, so as to prevent others from coveting it. ”

Chen Ping'an sighed in his heart, it turned out that the saint on one side also had helplessness.

Wei Yan casually pointed to the mountain behind him, far away, where there is a huge dragon slaying platform, "As long as it is a divine weapon, the requirements for grinding stones will be extremely high, which is also the reason why the dragon slaying platform is priceless, there is no market, and strange goods can live, because as long as you stay in your hands, you can make money." Unless it is absolutely necessary and there is an urgent need for life-saving money, no one will be willing to get rid of it. If this is in Baobaozhai and releases news that there is a palm-sized dragon slaying platform to be sold, I estimate that the entire Niujiao Mountain is a crowded scene. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Yan stretched out his finger and nodded at the young man, "Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an, why are your snake gallstones that are given away as cabbage and give them away, why are they valuable, because the world is a three-point poison, no matter how good the ordinary pill is, no matter how high the quality is, it will have a certain impact on its own qifu, and it is extremely difficult to eradicate it. Accumulated in some remote qi mansions in the body, but as the cultivation of the qi practitioner increases, the more obvious the dirt will be, and under the inner vision, that flaw will appear bigger and bigger, which will hinder the avenue, and the ten realm qi practitioners can be called saints by the world, but why do they shrink one by one? Do they like to be the old king? Of course not, but they are struggling to remove the stains bit by bit. ”

The little boy in Tsing Yi was a little frightened, and sat up straight all of a sudden, not moving at all, and no longer dared to look around.

The girl in the pink skirt felt a little guilty, in fact, she had been thinking about the third high-grade snake gallstone, which she had saved for her master, and she would not eat it.

Wei Yan Zhengse said: "I'm going to tell you some secret things next, even if I want to know those, it's a big price, Chen Ping'an, I hope you don't say it casually." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Don't worry, except for Miss Ruan and Brother Li, I don't have anyone to talk to in the town now." ”

Wei Yan continued: "Inverted Hanging Mountain, have you heard of it?"

Chen Ping'an's face changed, he didn't speak, he didn't nod or shake his head.

Wei Yan thought that the man with the hat had said, and it was not surprising, "The inverted hanging mountain, from the great hand of one of the three disciples of the Dao Ancestor, can be said to be the largest mountain in the world, blessed by the majestic Dao Law, indestructible." This place is the junction of the vast world and the wild world, and it is the first Xiongguan dangerous pass...... It could also be the last one. ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "Why the last one?"

Wei Yan smiled bitterly: "Once the flood bursts the embankment, how can it be stopped behind?"

Wei Yan raised his head, leaned back on the back of the chair, and sighed: "So it's not just the Beiju Luzhou, which is rich in sword cultivation, but also those immortals who skimmed the Aquarius Continent last time, and they also lowered the height of the sword in your town and showed up for a short time, and the rest of the world's sword cultivators were all recruited to go to the Inverted Hanging Mountain this time, to pass through the Inverted Hanging Mountain, and go to a place called the Great Wall of Sword Qi to resist the invasion of the demon clan in another world." ”

"Whenever the demon clan rebels and starts a war, they will be called to the inverted hanging mountain, cross the mountain into the city, and on that high wall, sharpen the way of the sword between life and death. ”

"The Great Wall of Sword Qi, where the most famous sword immortals in the world are gathered, the largest number of sword immortals, doing the most dangerous feats in the world, but do you know what is most lacking over there?"

Wei Yan turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an.

Of course, Chen Ping'an could only shake his head.

Wei Yan gave the answer, "Lack of sword!"

"Because the battles there are too frequent and too tragic, many peerless divine soldiers who have been carried by sword cultivators from the outside world are qualified to be among the top famous swords in the forefront of a continent's magic weapons, the sword body is broken, the sword intent is broken, the sword master has fallen, and there are countless casualties. So it's very difficult to have a good sword cultivator who was born and raised over there. ”

"In addition, there are also a considerable number of sword cultivators among the demon clan, who like to collect and loot the remains of famous swords, and come and go, the sword qi Great Wall to resist the sword cultivation of the demon clan requires a large number of swords, and even needs to constantly buy swords and seek swords from the outside world through the inverted hanging mountain. The merchants gathered outside the upside-down hanging mountain, sitting on the ground and starting the price, waiting for the price to sell, countless people became rich because of this. ”

Chen Ping'an wanted to speak and stopped.

Wei Yan seemed to know Chen Ping'an's thoughts, and sneered: "Do you think everyone is you?

The boy in Tsing Yi looked embarrassed, pinched his nose, and felt that he should find out with his conscience that he would really be better to Chen Ping'an in the future?

Chen Ping'an was silent.

"Chen Ping'an, don't take my bastard words to heart, to be honest, I actually admire you very much. ”

Wei Yan was a little apologetic, and exhaled a long breath, as if he had accumulated in his stomach for too long, not vomiting or unhappy, and then his eyes turned to sharp, and he sneered: "Among the great demons in the world, just as far as I know now, there are three peerless sword immortals who have been famous for a long time, and their combat power is so high and their killing power is so great that they can't be imagined. Now that so many years have passed, I don't know if there are more or fewer of them. ”

Wei Yan patted his head, "I almost forgot to say it, as for why the demon clan tirelessly attacked the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it was very simple, the living environment was too bad, the aura was thin, and it was not conducive to cultivation, they were strong in flesh and good at fighting, a heaven and earth were like a huge Gu cultivation field, and the strong occupied most of the mountain realms, cultivation resources and many heirs. And our vast world is a big piece of fat meat, not in the mouth, but you can see that the leftovers in your own bowl are cold, and the big fish and meat in other people's bowls, how can you not salivate?"

Wei Yan's face gradually returned to calm, "Actually, if you want to say right or wrong, one is for your own survival and expansion, and for your children and grandchildren to live a more nourishing life. One is to guard the door of his home and defend the border to the death. If it is replaced by a third party in the position of a bystander, looking at this matter, there may not be such a strong distinction between good and evil. These insider stories, I also agreed to become the righteous god of the mountains after entering Piyun Mountain, and I can only know these things after forming a big alliance with the Dali Song family. The next things you can listen to are the books and stories of the day and not pay too much attention to them. ”

"It is said that there was a tragic battle before, and more than a dozen great demons came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi together, and had a discussion with the peak monks of the human race, hoping to exchange for a piece of land the size of Dongbao Aquarius near the Inverted Hanging Mountain as a condition for a truce. It's just that of course we won't agree, we have to inch in, and children know the truth. ”

"After that big battle, there was a gambling war, thirteen against thirteen. Actually, not long ago, a few years ago. The Demon Clan and the Great Wall of Sword Qi each sent out thirteen, with seven wins and six losses. If the demon clan wins, we can occupy the Great Wall of Sword Qi without a single soldier, and if we win, we can get all the sword weapons in the world of the demon clan!"

Speaking of this, Wei Yan couldn't help but stand up, "Fight! Why don't we dare to fight these thirteen fights!"

"Did you know?!"

Wei Yan stretched out his finger in high spirits and pointed to the south, "Just the order of the battle between the two camps, we have racked our brains in the world, and the Lu clan of Middle Earth, which is known as half of the Yin and Yang family, has an ancestor who has paid a huge price for this, so he can roughly calculate the order of the demon clan masters!"

"In this pinnacle battle that has never been seen before, the two sides eliminated the most powerful masters in their top three, so as not to get carried away one by one, break through the boundary between the two worlds, and make the two worlds chaotic and unstable, and the gains outweigh the losses. In this way, this fair matchup is meaningless. ”

But on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in the previous seven games, except for the first one, he had already won six games, and in the good situation of winning the game, he lost the eighth game. Moreover, the female sword immortal became the first person to be beheaded on the battlefield by the demon clan. After that, the army was defeated like a mountain, and it was lost until the twelfth game, and that one, the Great Wall of Sword Qi thought that it would be a sure victory, because that great sword immortal was recognized as having outstanding combat power, experienced in a hundred battles, and had never been defeated!"

But he still lost and became the second sword cultivator to die in battle. ”

"After that, we all felt a little desperate, because everyone felt that we were going to lose. It's not that the last sword cultivator to fight on the Great Wall of Sword Qi is not strong enough, on the contrary, he is very strong, so powerful that people feel invincible, but the last one of the demon clan,

It is the world's top three powerhouses recognized as killing power for thousands of years, but it has just come out of the life and death barrier, and it has been in retreat for thousands of years, so it is not among the top three excluded. Obviously, the demon clan is destined to pay a lot of price to cover up this heavenly opportunity. ”

"That big demon is a sword cultivator! Sword cultivator at the peak of the Thirteen Realms!"

"In history, the demon clan has fought countless siege battles, and it has been the first to kill the head of the city many times, and the last to exit the city. ”

The boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt behind him were already pale when they heard it.

Even Chen Ping'an, who was far more determined than ordinary people, clenched his fists and put them heavily on his knees, sweating without knowing it.

Without warning, Wei Yan laughed out loud and strode forward, his sleeves shaking violently, he pointed to the far south with one hand, turned his head, and raised his fist with the other, "But we won." ”

"The man who slaughtered the sword cultivator demon, everyone called him Ah Liang! Everyone didn't know where he came from and where he was going. I only know that he is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and has killed the most demon clans!"

Wei Yan was extremely free, shook his arm fiercely, and shouted to heaven and earth: "His name is Ah Liang!"

Chen Ping'an slowly turned his head and looked at the small bamboo building that was named Mengzilou by a certain guy himself.

The stubborn boy's tears flowed down at once.

Remember the first time we met.

There was a middle-aged man wearing a hat, leading a donkey and carrying a knife, and introduced himself to the teenager with a smile.

My name is Ah Liang, the kind Liang.

I'm a swordsman.

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