Council of the Temple of Literature.

Compared with the position of the previous two deliberations, the rules are strict, and this deliberation is more casual, and the seats can be picked at will, and there is no distinction between the main seat and the last seat. Those who have personal friendships, world friends, and many incense lovers often sit down in a bunch. Lisheng was not present, Yasheng and Wensheng were gone, obviously for everyone, even the priest and wine priest and the head of the academy on the side of the Confucian Temple, they felt a little more relaxed.

Ah Liang sat on the ground with his buttocks, his hands on the ground, his legs extended, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Jingsheng Xiping has prepared a few cases, green bamboo mats, a table of pen, ink and paper inkstones, a plate of fairy melons and fruits, a few fairy dates from a fairy mansion on the Xianxia Ancient Road, the texture of the jujube skin is like a sunset, a few golden apricots from the Jingwei view of the Middle Earth Daomen, the green peach planted by the old ancestor of the Yuyun Mansion next to the Wancui Pavilion, in addition to the plums from different caves, Water chestnut, the number of each is not much, but looking at the flowers, very festive, Ah Liang picked up a peach, gnawed it, the taste was extremely beautiful, and he was so intoxicated that he squinted, sure enough, this thing is still delicious when it is cooked.

When I visited Qunyuyun Mansion, in the Wancui Pavilion, no one told me whether the peach was ripe or not, anyway, the ripe peach would not be bright red, Ah Liang picked a big bag, because there was something to do, I didn't say hello to the rhyme belly when I was in a hurry, I went down the mountain, I was almost sour, and I picked the peach myself, and I had to eat it with tears, didn't I? It is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, and then traveled all over the world, Ah Liang sent a number of friends in the mountains, and paid a few wine debts, for some reason, in the following decades, there was a late Cui Ting Bi Tao is not worthy of the name, originally a letter of the first peach in the world full of beautiful words, became the penultimate one, which is a bit excessive. Ah Liang was very uneven, thinking that the taste of this peach was strange, but to say that the penultimate one, really not, so he also specially through a few familiar landscape newspapers, for the late Cui Pavilion peach said a few fair words, never thought that the Yuyun Mansion here is not a good thing, at the foot of the mountain set up a very sad forbidden monument, Ah Liang and the dog are not allowed to climb the mountain to pick peaches.

Ah Liang repays his grievances with virtue, and still has to say good things for the late Cui Pavilion peach, saying that after eating a peach in the late Cui Pavilion, the scholar can open his mind, gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into literary luck, pure martial arts can increase the strength of Jiazi, and the cultivation of the person's qi refining and exhaling is like divine help. Later, I heard that in the past few years of Qunyuyun Mansion, there were many guests who came to visit, resulting in a poor harvest of peaches in the late Cui Pavilion.

After the incident, the clothes are brushed away, and the fame is hidden. Everything is kind to people, and it is convenient for people everywhere, this is the purpose of Ah Liang's walking in the rivers and lakes.

On the case, there are also two pots of wine, a pot of green bamboo wine from Zhuhai Dongtian, and a pot of ten flowers from the blessed land of a hundred flowers.

The wine glass is a unique imitation flower god cup in the blessed land of flowers, and it is also an official imitation official, and the price is expensive.

The wine glass on Ah Liang's table is a peach blossom cup. There is a cluster of peach blossoms painted, dark red and light red are lovely, like a woman's makeup, and there is also an inscription poem by Han Laofuzi, the deputy head of the Confucian Temple.

Ah Liang turned his head to look at Xi Ping, who was standing at the gate, and he didn't need Ah Liang to ask, after Xi Ping noticed the sight, he took the initiative to say: "In addition to pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, everything else can be taken away." ”

Ah Liang asked, "What about the case and the bamboo mat?"

Xi Ping asked rhetorically, "What do you think?"

Ah Liang immediately understood, yes.

Brother Xiping, the atmosphere is righteous.

Xiping also immediately understood, and said: "When I went back to Gongdelin, I can also drink a pot of green nail tea before the rain that has just come out of this year's Qingyou blessed land, which was picked by Mr. Lu himself, and entrusted to send it to the Confucian Temple overnight, and Master Dong is usually reluctant to drink more." ”

Ah Liang smiled knowingly, understood again, and turned around and let the left and right go to the Gongdelin, pack it and take it away, or simply give it to Lao Xiu.

Lu Zhi poured a glass of green bamboo wine and drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, why did he drink it like fake wine?

The wine tastes good, but I don't always think it's the same. It's still the Qingshen Mountain wine on the side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and it's more accustomed to drinking.

Ah Liang turned his head and asked Qi Tingji, whether he ate or drank, Qi Tingji smiled and said that he would take it. Ah Liang is not welcome, a scholar like himself is not familiar with general affairs, his face is thin, it is difficult to make money, and he has a lot of credit outside, so he can only swallow mud and make a small profit. As for the left and right, don't ask, Ah Liang moved the wines, wine glasses and fairy melons and fruits of the two people to his table, and in the nearby position, there were young people such as Zhao Shaoguang and Lin Junbi, Ah Liang asked the little heavenly master to help talk, if you don't drink, bring the wine pot and wine glass, drink and keep the wine, don't be petty, drink to be heroic, what's the matter with the wine glass, take the wine glass, take the wine glass, take it in one sip, take it.

Soon, Ah Liang put together a complete set of twelve flower god cups. The cups were superimposed, lonely and miserable, Ah Liang asked Zhao Shaoguang and them to help call friends, and made up a complete set of flower god cups. It is also a peach blossom cup, but the painting inscription poem is different, Ah Liang sighed with emotion, the flower owner of the blessed land of flowers is really good at being a person.

As the head of the Confucian Temple, Old Master Dong was the first to speak, and said in a deep voice: "Repay grievances directly, even the wild world knows this truth, there is no reason why you don't know." ”

This sentence is not for those monks on the top of the mountain, but for a few academy masters who are deep enough to learn, but too mindful of several worlds.

Some masters are extremely rigorous in their studies, and they are often pedantic and old-fashioned. Learning benefits the world a lot, but when it comes to helping the people, it's not so good.

Therefore, this time, the Temple of Literature fills the vacancy of the 72 Academy, and some candidates, in fact, there is controversy within the Temple of Literature.

The opening remarks of the leader of the Confucian Temple made the atmosphere of the discussion instantly solemn.

In any case, when Lisheng took that step, it meant that the Temple of Literature was definitely going to take a real touch on the wild world this time.

Between the desks on both sides, the mist rises, and finally five landscape paintings emerge.

The four seas are vast, and each has an entrance to the ruins, leading to the wild world.

The Temple of Literature has names for the ruins of all places, Tianmu, Huangji, Shenxiang, and Sunfall.

In addition, there are three ferries, which are called Bing Candle Ferry, Walking Horse Crossing, and Leyline Crossing. Among them, the leyline ferry has been built into a city by the Mo family.

To the north of the three ferries is the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which is extremely difficult to repair.

Compared to the four ruins with great spacing, the three ferries and the two Great Wall of Sword Qi can be regarded as one place.

And the ruins scattered all over the wilderness, plus the three ferries located in the northernmost part of the wilderness world, these five places will be the five footholds of the vast world in the wilderness world.

Five booklets were obtained.

The booklet is very thick, no matter how big or small, and it elaborates on the situation of the five entrances, involving the geographical situation of each barbarian sect power, Yamashita dynasty, and tribe, as well as the accurate distribution and reserves of various product resources.

Yu Panshui has been staring at those scrolls carefully, and it is not surprising that soon there will be battlefields full of gunsmoke.

This bloated old man who looked like a rich man asked worriedly: "To the south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is that old blind man in the 100,000 Great Mountain, what should I do? If you are not careful, the connection between the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the three ferries will be cut off by this guy." ”

Those gold-armored puppets in the 100,000 mountains will not only move the mountains, once they are thrown into the battlefield, they will cause immeasurable battle damage to the vast world.

Especially if the old blind man is an extremely old cultivator of the Fourteen Realms, and in his own heaven and earth, for ten thousand years, even Tuoyue Mountain can only turn a blind eye to it, if the old blind man insists on blocking the way, who will stop it? Even if he can stop it, the top combat power in the vast world will be dragged down a lot. For example, Yu Xuan, the Great Heavenly Master Zhao Tianlai, and the Fire Dragon Zhenren? Do you have to accompany the old blind man to drink the northwest wind and bask in the sun every day?

As for the ordinary Ascension Realm monks, they didn't have enough to look at that old blind man, and maybe they would be stuffed between their teeth by the Flying Ascension Realm demon who guarded the door, and they would have a few full meals.

As long as you are among the Fourteen Realms, especially outside of the Great Cultivator of the Mountain, it will be a nightmare to fight against them.

Old Master Dong was a little eager to say something.

However, it seems that the expression of the sect leader of the Confucian Temple is not solemn, but a little smiling.

Ah Liang looked strange.

Good guy, the old blind man really doesn't want any cheekiness for the sake of his founding disciple.

ran to Tuoyue Mountain to stand, pretending to wave the flag and shout for the wild world, in fact, the two still don't help each other, and it is clear that I am saying a truth to the Temple of Literature: I was originally going to help Tuoyue Mountain, but now I have accepted a good apprentice who both opens the mountain and closes the door, because that kid still has the identity of a Confucian disciple, so he does not favor the wild world, and if there is really something to ask me for help in the future, you Confucian Temple can discuss with my disciple, and his words work......

Li Huai and the flying ascension realm that served as a servant, the Nen Dao people. At this time, the two masters and servants with a huge age difference are still wandering around in Panshui County.

The Nen Dao people felt that they were touched by Uncle Li's light, and they had a familiar face in the Confucian Temple, and they would travel the world again in the future, and they would be stable.

I don't dare to say that I lie down every day to enjoy happiness, anyway, I finally no longer worry about being struck by lightning and eating flying swords all day long.

Li Huai was in a good mood when he saw Chen Ping'an, and while shopping in the bookstore, he hinted that the Nen Dao people had any valuable objects, took a good one, and gave it as a gift, and turned back to settle the bill with the old blind man who was most of his master, they were all a family, so polite.

The Nen Dao people were in a better mood, and while swearing that they would not let the son's gift fall, they were silent in the small world, and quickly wandered among the few things that were close at hand, picking their eyes.

One is that I didn't see the old blind man's position at that time, otherwise it would have been frightened and scattered on the spot.

The old blind man's fourteen realms are not easy to kill, in a few steps away from the Temple of Literature, why is it difficult to chop it to death at will?

I don't know what the old blind man has done in order to become a master from most of the masters, and he has done the "don't want it" thing with the old face.

Old Master Dong didn't say much, he brewed a little wording, and just gave a vague statement, "This senior, although he stood on the opposite side of the previous discussion, he will definitely not get involved in this war, you can just rest assured." 100,000 mountains, still neutral. ”

Old Master Han poured a cup of Ten Flowers Brew and drank it himself, compared to Hundred Flowers Brew, the rank is much worse, it's not that the blessed flower owner can't get enough Hundred Flowers Brew, it's just that the Confucian Temple politely refused, and all the wine, fairy melons and fruits, the Confucian Temple paid for it. But the price, of course, is much lower than the market price. In fact, almost all the wines, melons and fruits on the case are priceless, but I believe that all the sect immortals who can show their faces once will not feel that they are losing money.

Lu Zhi asked in his heart: "This discussion will be held for a long time?"

Because she looked at the posture of the Temple of Literature, after closing the door today, she didn't have time, so she didn't want to open the door at all.

Nodding left and right, "If it's in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, at least ten battles can be held." ”

Qi Tingji smiled and comforted his chief worshipper: "There are not many such discussions, as long as you get through this time, it will be difficult to have such a discussion in the future." ”

Lu Zhi was still a little uncomfortable, and took a sip of stuffy wine.

On the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the so-called deliberations of more than ten peak sword immortals at the head of the city were actually a few words from the boss sword immortals, and they were passed without objections.

Even if it is the sword workshop and the clothing workshop have their own deliberations, it is estimated that in half an hour, there will be a large number of sword cultivators who can't hold on, and leave the scene under the excuse, Lu Zhi has rarely participated in a few times, Dong Sangen or Chen Xi's abbot has important deliberations, the sword cultivators don't have the courage to run away, so they gather outside the council hall to drink, chat inside, drink outside, don't delay, Lu Zhi's realm is high, and there are people like Yue Qing, Mi Hu, a candidate for the peak, can sit on the steps outside and drink all the time, some Yupu realm sword cultivators, can also drink a whole pot of wine, pity those earth immortal sword cultivators who are not enough realm, often can't drink a few sips and will be kicked back inside, or the big sword immortals on the side lose their eyes, so they have to get up and return, after all, once the seats inside are half empty, the hall is sparse, and it is not good-looking, but Dong Sangen and Chen Xi will actually come out to drink two sips.

In the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the only exception is probably the summer palace led by Chen Ping'an.

Old Master Han said with a smile: "In this discussion, no one outside the Temple of Literature has to be ashamed to talk about a good word. ”

The deputy sect leader of the Confucian Temple, who is the most "confidant" with Yasheng and took the lead in proposing a complete "Taoist unification theory", said today, but it is very surprising, "Fame and fortune, money, with military exploits and merits in exchange for the location of the next sect, and the limited number of places for the next colorful world to open the door, everyone can talk about it today, open the conversation, and there are no taboos." ”

Speaking of this, Old Master Han looked at Liu Caishen in the Bright Continent, and then at Song Changjing in the Aquarius Continent.

The young Liu Yu had just finished flipping through the booklet, and before he knew it, he had already eaten the melons and fruits on the table, and asked, "Except for the major dynasties and vassals of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, where do the rest of the troops come from?" Just saying that we are Fuyao Continent, the monks on the mountain and the soldiers and horses under the mountain that can be gathered together are not enough to see. ”

Liu Yi's remarks are not about the ugliness of the family, everyone here knows the roots.

Fuyao Island is only slightly better than Tongye Island.

After a big battle, except for the broken mountains and rivers like Fuyao Continent, the rest of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the Blind Continent, the Beiju Luzhou, and the Liuxia Continent, not to mention the casualties of the monks on the mountain, only to say that the forces under the mountain are relatively intact.

A total of eight people, including Liu Yu, each of whom is a storyteller, have the latest booklet on their case.

Old Master Han said: "After you read it, you can increase or decrease the manpower as appropriate. ”

Wei Ying opened the booklet, and after reading it quickly, he took out a few blank pieces of paper from the top of the desk, and added the names of a group of monks from the True Realm Sect with a pen, as well as some mountain forces that were missing from the Temple of Literature, but in addition to his own True Realm Sect, the rest of the immortal families must pay attention to proportion, otherwise they will be suspected of being generous to others, in the final analysis, they still have to be able to benefit each other, Wei Ying is not stupid enough to let himself become a public enemy of a continent in order to please the Temple of Literature.

Wei Ying finally wrote down the three words of Tongye Sect on a blank piece of paper, and then looked up and asked the old master Han: "If it is a monk of Tongye Sect, someone is willing to rush to the barbaric battlefield, does the Confucian Temple agree?"

Old Master Han obviously looked a little appreciative, and nodded: "Of course there is no problem." After returning to his hometown, Sect Master Wei can help the Confucian Temple discuss this matter with the monks of the Tongye Sect. ”

Chao Pu, as the national teacher of the Shao Yuan Dynasty, raised several objections to the forces up and down Jinjiazhou Mountain, and there was a scholar in the Temple of Literature who was responsible for answering.

Just this part of the discussion about the warlike soldiers of Jiuzhou, the discussion lasted for half an hour, and it still has not become the final conclusion, Han Laofuzi gave the opinion of the Temple of Literature, and when this discussion is over, each continent will discuss again, and the Temple of Literature will convene more monks from all continents to discuss separately and deliberate more details.

The lord of the wealthy family, who was known as the son of Zhuolu Songzi, suddenly said: "The four entrances to the ruins, the geographical location, are obviously carefully selected by the wild world. ”

The aura is thin, the products are barren, and within a radius of 10,000 miles, or the water network is vertical and horizontal, or the mountains are steep, which is extremely inconvenient for the battlefield advancement of the troops under the mountain. For Brother Haoran, there is really no geographical advantage at all.

Zhao Tianlai, Zheng Juzhong, Pei Cup, Huaiyin and others were all stationed in Guixu or a certain place at the ferry, in order to prevent the great monks of the wild world from doing anything over there, especially to pay attention to the traces of the formation master.

Old Master Dong asked, "Is there anything that needs to be checked and filled?"

Zheng Ju Center thought slightly, the exit of the ruins called Shenxiang, and the crossing of the horses, compared with the two already extremely detailed maps of the Confucian Temple, there are more mountains and rivers, and the territory has nearly doubled.

Zhao Tianshi raised a hand, put his fingers together, and headed towards the exit of the Tianmu Ruins, "pointing out the rivers and mountains", on the picture scroll of the mountains and rivers, there were dozens of bright lights of different shades, all of which were hidden traces of the lurking demon. In addition, in several marginal realms, six golden silk threads also appeared, which were the hidden formations carefully arranged by the barbarian demon.

Huaiyin's scalp was numb when he saw it. Previously, he was stationed at the ferry and Guixu, although the time was short, he stayed for two or three years, but he was also conscientious, resisting the wind everywhere, helping the Confucian Temple to explore the geography of mountains and rivers, and even scattered talismans into soldiers regardless of the cost, driving more than 100 puppets to scatter to inspect the mountains and rivers.

The city lord of White Emperor City, the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, these two are not clumsy, they deliberately wanted to hide these inside stories from the Confucian Temple before, and it is clear that Zheng Juzhong and Zhao Tianlai have already left the ferry, with their respective magic powers, the results of the latest investigation.

The fire dragon real person is a little embarrassed for the first time, people are more popular than dead people, and the poor road has become the same wine bag and rice bag as the abacus.

I have no choice, so I have to go to the wild world next time and make a few more efforts. Trees need bark, people want faces, and people can't be too shady.

Yu Xuan asked: "Guiru itself, will there be a back hand of Tuoyue Mountain?"

Old Master Dong nodded and said, "I don't rule out this possibility." ”

Yuan Yan spoke, "We must prepare for the worst. It can be assumed that each of the same paths to the ruins hides a throne demon whose combat power is equal to that of the scarlet concubine. ”

Liu Qi smiled and asked, "Does Chief Yuanshan have a countermeasure?"

Yuan Yan nodded, and on all the cases, there was an extra booklet again.

The root cause of the average scholar's idle talk is that they are often able to ask questions, but they cannot solve them, or they simply never think about solving them.

Liu Qi opened the booklet casually, nodded and smiled, Yuan Xiaofuzi's remarks were targeted.

Now in charge of the world's land water transportation, Mrs. Lushuikeng, the five great lakes including the Marquis of Jiaoyue Lake, Li Yehou, and a large group of water gods, the genus of narcissus and water descendants, all appear in the booklet one by one, including the Mirage Lake Water Monarch of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the Lingyuan Gong of the North Ju Luzhou Jidu, and the Shen Lin of the South Xun Palace. Longting Hou Li Yuan. Yang Hua, the water god of the Iron Fu River of the Dali Dynasty of Aquarius, and an old Jiao of the Qiantang River in the southeast...... In short, the high-ranking water gods of each continent, as well as the general power and the depth of the water house, have been recorded in detail by the Temple of Literature.

Ah Liang was amazed: "The water god dart, it's a bit interesting." ”

Before the soldiers and horses moved the food and grass, where the troops came from, and how to march roughly, then it was time to talk about stationing in the wilderness.

The Mo family's juzi, one person and one city at the leyline ferry, will continue to move south, and within the big city, 200,000 elite soldiers can be stationed under the mountain.

In addition, there are more than 6,000 people in the three veins of the Mo family, and they will join hands with the craftsmen to send a total of more than 12,000 qi practitioners.

The two sides relied on the two ferries of Bingzhu and Zouma, respectively, and were responsible for building huge cities that could also migrate southward.

The other four market gates are all arranged.

In the vein of the Xuan Fu Gong, the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, they returned to the ruins in Tianmu and Shenxiang respectively, and each opened up roads, relocated mountains, and built bridges with Fu Gong Lux and mountain moving puppets.

The soldiers and monks and the Yin-Yang family array divisions were respectively in the vicinity of the two ruins, the traces of the sun and the sunfall, and were responsible for building a large array and gathering the aura of the mountains and rivers.

The merchant is responsible for throwing money, and using fairy money to smash out the vision of heaven and earth at the four major ruins, which is full of aura.

The farmer and the medicine family are two qi practitioners, who are responsible for planting the plants and grains of the fairy family everywhere.

In addition, the Confucian Temple mobilized all the remaining sword boats and all the mountain ferries that had been established in preparation for war but were not used.

Among them, all the debts owed by the Dali Song family to the Mo family on credit were transferred to the Confucian Temple, and the Confucian Temple also gave the Dali Song family an additional amount of fairy money.

Song Changjing opened his mouth and said, "Give the Dali Dynasty at least three more sect places. ”

Old Master Dong smiled: "It's feasible." Just three, no more. ”

The fire dragon real person said in a deep voice: "The sword cultivator of Beiju Luzhou, even if he voluntarily rushes to the battlefield, the Confucian Temple can't be without a little bit of expression. ”

Old Master Dong nodded and said, "Of course." ”

The Grand Priest of the Liji Academy said with a smile: "I bother the real people to come up with a charter, what realm of sword cultivation, what kind of compensation to give, the Temple of Literature is waiting here." You Beiju Luzhou just open your mouth. ”

The big sacrificial wine said to Lin Junbi: "Junbi, you are responsible for the specific docking with the fire dragon real person. ”

Lin Junbi received the order to get up and saluted with the fire dragon real person, without saying a word.

He is a sword cultivator in the line of hidden officials, so he is half of his own family with Beiju Luzhou.

So with the fire dragon real person, there is no need for polite words at all. Even one more sentence seems redundant.

Huolong Zhenren has a good impression of this kid.

It's pleasing to the eye.

I heard that in the summer palace of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he has been a hidden official for a few years and has been a sword cultivator, and he has also thrown himself into the battlefield many times. As for what breaks the three realms in three years, it is a very secondary thing.

Old Master Han suddenly said: "Here in Beiju Luzhou, you can tell all the sword cultivators frankly, even if you go to the wilderness world to travel far and wide, just travel, you don't need to use the sword, and you don't care about the level of the realm, here in the Temple of Literature, the money will still be given, don't be embarrassed." ”

The fire dragon real person smiled and asked, "What if it's the young sword cultivator who rushes to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time?"

Old Master Dong said with a straight face: "Give, why don't you give it!" This fairy money, even if the Temple of Literature needs to borrow money from others, it will not frown. ”

The God of Wealth of the Liu Clan in the Bright Continent said with a smile: "In the next hundred years, we don't want the Liu's 10% income from snowflakes." ”

Old Master Dong asked with a smile: "It's not appropriate to buy and sell like this, right?"

Liu Jubao smiled and did not speak.

Old Master Han nodded and said, "But since Liu Caishen himself said it, the Temple of Literature is always difficult to prevaricate, otherwise it will be hypocritical." ”

Liu Jubao nodded slightly.

Huolong Zhenren opened his eyes and dared to love Master Dong, he said earlier that he should not be embarrassed to talk about money, but he was paving the way for the Temple of Literature itself?

So the fire dragon real person glanced at the fat woman.

Mrs. Tang was a little clueless.

Yu Xuan smiled and comforted in his heart: "This is the look of a poor man looking at a rich man, Mrs. Tang doesn't need to pay attention to this kind of jealousy." ”

Mrs. Tang got a "reminder", and immediately said in a trembling voice: "Lu Shuikeng is willing to take out all the family resources and hand them over to the Temple of Literature to take care of." ”

The people's congress is not too big to go. When I see the gods, I like to visit the mountains. When you see a ghost, you will be afraid of the dark.

She is really afraid of the misery of the fire dragon.

A dignified dragon and tiger mountain surname of the great heavenly master, the existence of the bandit leader on the north of Luzhou Mountain, when in the Lushui puddle blocked the door, but more than a few days of effort, two long giant fire dragons, the water is moving rapidly, every day around the Lushui puddle, this is nothing, the key is that the fire dragon real people dare to say anything, what cruel words have a face, outside the gate every day to help Mrs. Yu Tang calculate the day, because the fire dragon real person said that the dragon and tiger mountain Zhao brother, is the poor brother of the worship, after getting his own flying sword to pass the message, without saying a word, has carried the back sword down the mountain, and will soon visit the Lushui hole。

Of course, Mrs. Tang is living like a year, and she can only hold on to the end.

As for the group of aquatic spirits hiding in the puddle, they tremble every day, like a mourning exam, day after day, I always feel that every tomorrow, it is possible to see the face of the heavenly master, and then be forbidden by the fairy sword to split the puddle, and then take the seal of the heavenly master, and the two fire dragons of the real fire dragon will be stirred again, then they will not die?

Mrs. Tang's statement has left room for care, but it is not said that it is all given away in vain.

But if the Temple of Literature is ruthless, it will be dark. It's a big deal, she will be ruined.

Not to mention the fishing fairy stationed at the Dragon Stone, as well as the group of South China Sea lone riders, only to say that the narcissus spirits in the Lushui puddle, tens of thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, except for rare guests such as the fire dragon real person, the Lushui puddle is in the sea, but it is a real overlord, not to mention that every world is one of the ancient ruins, and there are many relics of the ancient battlefield left in the vast sea. There are also many opportunities for many immortals who came into being, the sea is vast, there are many minions under the command of Lushuikeng, thousands of years of long years, and a lot of treasures have been looted, all of which are natural treasures of good rank, otherwise ordinary objects will not be able to enter the eyes of this lady. Rather than just letting them go Chinese"yellow" in the treasure house, don't you just let them go "yellow" in the treasure house? A great monk once took the initiative to come to the door, hoping to buy and sell the pearls, but the door was not opened, but the puddle that could make a lot of money was not opened.

Earn this little money? She panicked.

Then the Confucian Temple gave a list of monks stationed in various places, responsible for the early safety of the five wild footholds, and when the battle line is really spread, there is no need to be that "servant".

The people on the list are those who must be present, and in addition, the Temple of Literature will continue to consider the continuous addition of certain candidates. The top combat power in the world, in the end, no one will be missed, and no one can stay out of it.

Return to the ruins of the heavenly eye.

The two deputy heads of the Confucian Temple, the three university palaces sacrifice wine.

Kamigo.

Yu Xuan, Zhao Tianlai, Huolong Zhenren. White clothes.

Traces of the Dark.

Zheng is in the center. Pei Cup. Shade. Guo Rongting. Liu Yu. Green onions.

Sunset.

Su Zi, Liu Qi. Song Changjing. Wei Ying.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi. Ah Liang, left and right.

Old Master Dong said: "At present, after all, we can only talk on paper, and let's have a few battlefield sand table deductions. ”

A group of Confucian Temple military machine men, including Yuan Yan, chose a barbaric position and fought with Haoran on five battlefields.

Zheng Juzhong glanced at the respective advances of the soldiers and horses on the battlefield on both sides, and did not say anything.

The lowest and most fundamental method of arithmetic is the most important thing.

The city lord of White Emperor City did not speak, but on the side of the Confucian Temple, he did not intend to let go of this chess player who was the first in the world.

Especially the three old ancestors of the sorcerers, they were obviously very much looking forward to Zheng Juzhong's opening.

Battlefield deduction is actually like building a building, and the so-called general example is the key.

Only the stability of the underlying structure is qualified to talk about the addition and subtraction of the upper floors of the building. The tenon style, the rotation system, where does the curve arc come from, the side feet, the inclined specification of the rise, and the regulations for large wood work and twisting......

To give the simplest example, two Earth Immortal Clan monks with different cultivation paths, on the battlefield, how to determine their precise combat power? It must not be two rigid numbers, there are fluctuations, otherwise this deduction is child's play. And this ups and downs, even if they are calculated, as long as they are not perfect, the errors continue to accumulate, and the results of the sand table deduction are still a pile of waste paper.

Lu Zhi asked: "Over there in the Summer Palace, it seems that I have tried, but it didn't work." ”

Nodding left and right, "It's too difficult." At that time, the number of sword cultivators who were proficient in arithmetic was too small. And no one dares to try it lightly. ”

Ah Liang sighed with emotion: "If I were in the summer palace, I would definitely be able to help Chen Ping'an." ”

Qi Tingji remembered something and asked curiously, "The person who slayer the dragon, what's the matter?"

Ah Liang raised his chin and nodded at the old brother Huaixian, who was dressed in white and had the same demeanor as himself, "You ask him to go." ”

The man who slayed the dragon three thousand years ago was indeed strange, not only did he act unreasonably, but this guy's path and fall were even more unpredictable.

To kill the dragon, even Ah Liang had to say a word about chopping melons and vegetables, seeing one and killing one, and killing a bunch when he encountered one.

Regarding this matter, Ah Liang even went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and had to ask the boss Sword Immortal, what the hell is going on, there is no reason to be so fierce.

No matter how high the swordsmanship is, it is always no higher than Chen Qingdu, and no matter how broad the sword is, Ah Liang really doesn't think that the person who slays the dragon is stronger than himself.

But if Ah Liang was to face those hordes of dragons, he would never dare to say that he could be as easy as the green-shirted guest, and the sword slashed the dragons like rain.

As a result, the boss Sword Immortal replied at the time, no matter how strong I am, I can't be stronger, what do I do with this brain, you can figure it out yourself.

made Ah Liang so angry that he almost took two children in open crotch pants at night to go to the hut to water it.

It's even weirder now.

The person who slayed the dragon was very likely to have fallen into the realm back then, so he disappeared for three thousand years, and now he has broken through the realm and returned to the Fourteenth Realm.

So Ah Liang licked his face and asked in a loud voice with Na Zheng Ju: "Brother Huaixian, the younger brother is confused about something, and I hope that the old brother will help solve the doubt." ”

Zheng Juzhong smiled: "I can't help." ”

Zheng Juzhong and the man who slayed the dragon, the master and apprentice, actually had a long-term reunion in the Aquarius Continent, and at that time, Zheng Juzhong's disciple had actually defeated the preacher.

At that time, the blind old Taoist priest "Jia Sheng" was indeed frank about this matter, and he thought that his realm cultivation was not as good as Zheng Juzhong.

As for now, it's hard to say.

When Pei Cup returned to the Middle Earth Divine Continent from the Inverted Hanging Mountain, the female martial god of the Daduan Dynasty, once asked the White Emperor City.

Both of them are one of the ten people of Middle-earth.

But Pei Cup's questioning, the outside world only heard that the two did not distinguish the real winner or loser.

But in fact, the two sides did not fight at all.

Zheng Juzhong said to Pei Cup, wait until you have crossed the threshold with both feet, and then come and ask for boxing, otherwise it would be a pity.

Pei Bei didn't think that Zheng Juzhong was ashamed and bluffed, so he agreed.

On the side of White Emperor City, after that, the news was spread and it was just a tie.

In fact, the two men and women on the top of the mountain were just drinking among the colorful clouds.

Zheng Juzhong finally accompanied Cao Ci to play a game of chess.

Cao Ci is actually good at chess, but the erudition of this young martial artist is overshadowed by his dazzling martial arts talent.

In fact, Cao Ci's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are quite good.

Ah Liang and Qi Tingji's doubts, Zheng Juzhong's eldest disciple Fu Shu, have long been there.

"Little White Emperor" Fu Xu, as a pure sword cultivator, has a very heavy heart of victory and defeat, and for that ancestor, he really wants to ask for a sword game.

Anyway, the monks of White Emperor City, as long as they have the ability, it doesn't matter if they deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors.

Zheng Juzhong once carefully planned a rebellion, and he had been planning for six hundred years.

Han Qiaose, these junior sisters and younger brothers, plus several descendants, including Fu Xi, joined hands with Keqing to worship,

And the mastermind who tried to change the entire White Emperor City was Zheng Juzhong, who was "kept in the dark by himself", and then attracted a large number of hostile forces in the White Emperor City.

From beginning to end, only Liu Chicheng, a fool, did not mix.

Zheng Juzhong was very disappointed with this little junior brother who was the master of the Liuli Pavilion, and felt that Liu Chicheng was a waste, and more or less, he had a kind of warmth.

As for the people who participated in the rebellion, the monks of White Emperor City, Zheng Juzhong didn't settle accounts after the autumn, a nest of waste, and he could still be used as an ornament if he kept it.

As for the hostile forces that were colluded with by "Zheng Juzhong" himself, the fate of them one by one is rather pitiful.

In the next three hundred years, Zheng Juzhong did not kill anyone, but there was endless infighting in the ancestral halls, intrigue and intrigue, and within the same door, the methods of attack and killing emerged in an endless stream, and every time a monk succeeded, he would be complacent. Two of the originally profound Middle Earth sects were killed and killed, heartily, and in the end, they couldn't even keep the title of the head of the sect.

The most terrifying place, even Fu Xu, who is the founding disciple of Zheng Juzhong, to this day, in fact, deep down, is still doubting something, is he Fu Su or one of the master's clones?

Panshui County.

Gu Can was playing music alone, and her aunt Han Qiaose was sitting at the door, and suddenly called out to her brother.

Zheng Juzhong ignored it, walked into the house, and sat on the opposite side of the chessboard.

Han Qiaose doesn't care about this.

Gu Can slowly put down the chess game in his hand, looked up and asked, "The discussion is over?"

Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said, "I'm still deliberating, so I'm here to be distracted." ”

A White Emperor City, the only thing that can make Zheng Juzhong talk a little more is this newly closed disciple who has not been accepted for a few years.

Gu Can said: "If the master wants to stay in the Fourteenth Realm, is there at least one true dragon in the world?"

This is actually a paradox, the ancestor vowed to kill the true dragons in the world, so with this grand wish, the sword heart merged with the Dao heart sword and became a monk of the Fourteen Realms.

But once he really kills the true dragon, he will fall into the realm and become a Flying Ascension Realm sword cultivator again, and he will be devoured by the sword heart, which will greatly damage his vitality.

Zheng Juzhong nodded.

Han Qiaose turned her head suddenly, obviously she was startled by the statement.

Regarding the realm of the person who slays the dragon, some say that it is the fourteenth realm, and some say that it is the peak of the ascension realm, and some people say that the reason why he can slay the dragon is because he has the fourth immortal sword other than Taibai, Wanfa, and Daozang.

Gu Can was puzzled: "The ancestor is also a native of Haoran, why did he rank among the Fourteen Realms Sword Cultivator and not provoke the hatred of the gods outside the sky?" Is it because of the betrayal of the Jiaolong family back then and took refuge in our human race?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled: "Almost." ”

Gu Can said: "But the rise of the genus of Jiaolong is the trend of the times, if you want the water transportation in the world to flow in an orderly manner, the Temple of Literature still needs Jiaolong to take care of it." How will the master handle himself at that time?"

Zheng Juzhong asked rhetorically: "You are a little Jade Pu Realm, and you have to worry about the survival of the Great Dao of the Fourteen Realms Sword Cultivation?"

Gu Can said bluntly: "I hope to learn the sword from my ancestor." Because of swordsmanship, the master is reluctant to teach him. ”

Zheng Juzhong nodded and said: "I can help you match, your ancestor has looked at me for many years, and if he can find me some trouble, he will be happy." ”

Han Qiaose sighed.

The pair of masters and apprentices in the house, plus the master and ancestor, what kind of brains do the three of them have.

She continued to look at herself in the mirror, applied fat powder, pursed her lips, turned her head and asked, "Xiao Can, what color is better?"

Gu Can turned his head and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Light red is better, Diancheng peony medicine red, a little more colorful, it is better to use the tender fragrance of the plum blossom hermitage." ”

Han Qiao smiled, wiped the corners of her lips clean, and really changed the kind of lipstick that Gu Can said.

Over there in Mandarin Duck Zhu, anglers are like clouds.

Chen Ping'an was actually participating in the riverside deliberations, and there was another Chen Ping'an "at the same time", who was sent to the vicinity of Mandarin Duck Zhu by the Lisheng, and he should be a person who was interested in preventing participation in the deliberations in the Confucian Temple, and there was speculation. Otherwise, with his identity as a hidden official, he should have appeared in the Temple of Literature.

Deliberations, fishing, anyway, don't delay, don't have to speak, happy and leisurely.

Chen Ping'an simply picked a secluded place, sat here to fish, made two nests, and prepared to change fishing. Chen Ping'an is still very familiar with fishing, and there are fishing rods and bait in the next few places.

It's just because Zhang Tiaoxia's martial arts masters gathered here before, it seems to have become a resort.

Soon there were two more groups of anglers around Chen Ping'an, men and women, both young and obviously not interested in fishing.

It's a pity that Chen Ping'an hit the nest before, these mountain immortals, don't even know how to draw a rod and bait, after throwing the rod once, they can't be beaten, and they are stupidly waiting for the fish to take the bait. Dare to love is a stupid fish such as Hanhan?

Mrs. Yan and a girl flower god in the blessed land of a hundred flowers happened to pass by here, and after seeing the green shirt from a distance, they were so frightened that they fled.

Chen Ping'an stood up suddenly and waved vigorously into the distance.

On the road, there was a young woman, dressed in red, leading a horse slowly.

She hurriedly hid the wine jug, let go of the horse's reins, and galloped all the way, jumping to the ground and standing still, shouting, "Little uncle!"