Song Jixin stood for a while, then turned around and left silently, just like he said, the two peers who have been neighbors in Mud Bottle Lane for many years actually don't have much to talk about, and they don't like each other when they are young, and they have never been all the way. It's just that it is estimated that neither of them thought that there was once only a courtyard wall, a "bastard son of a superintendent" who endorsed loudly, a potter apprentice who pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the sound of reading, and earlier, one was a son-in-law who had no worries about food and clothing and had a maid by his side to take care of the housework, and the other was a straw sandal mud leg who was often hungry and occasionally helped to carry water, and would become a powerful vassal king of the second dynasty of Haoran, and a hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Song Jixin couldn't help but look up at the sky, I don't know if the sunshine and moonlight that once spilled in the mud bottle alley back then would he think that the trip to the world was worth it?

Song Jixin walked slowly, and Chen Ping'an said goodbye, originally like a barnyard grass growing in a rice field, passers-by would not take a few more looks, but because of the relationship between neighbors, about ten years of dealing, all the childhood and youth time, were given to that house, that narrow alley, Song Jixin was really annoyed to see, and today, so far, it is a good little since he was a child, in the deep grass, and gradually felt basil.

And what does it have to do with him.

Unexpectedly, after Chen Ping'an got up, he called out to Song Jixin, Song Jixin turned his head and asked, "Something?"

Chen Ping'an walked up to him, "Here in the Great Blasphemy Temple, is there a house for pilgrims to stay, if so, you can help me get one." ”

I am in a hurry, Jiang Shangzhen's Yunzhou ferry, it is estimated that it will be noon tomorrow at the earliest, to arrive at the Xianjia ferry near Dali to accompany the capital, Chunfeng Ferry.

Song Jixin nodded and said, "For the sake of a brand-new booklet in the Old Dragon City Domain, I'll help you open this mouth." ”

The battlefield of the old dragon city once had a group of strange demon monks, and the casualties were unexpected, and the secretary of the Dali Domain, Lang, checked countless Dali archives and secret records, but failed to find out the roots of the other party, and finally relied on a booklet that did not record the source, and quickly found out the identity of the 'nightmare' and the 'face-stealer', and was able to turn the tide of the battle, otherwise the battle damage of the Dali monk would be great. Later, the booklet was ordered by the vassal king Song Mu, and thousands of copies were printed in the old dragon city on the same day, which was widely circulated, and almost everyone on the mountain who participated in the war in the old dragon city had a copy.

Later, with this booklet that records in detail more than 100 kinds of demon clan side door monks, each continent found a lot of cunning demon clans hidden in the mountains and markets, an anonymous book, praised by later generations of monks as "Soshan Lu", compared to the earlier "Sou Shan Tu", of course, it is still incomparable, but it can be checked and filled in for the latter.

Chen Ping'an just didn't know what the booklet was.

Song Jixin looked at this expressionless neighbor in the past, probably because he looked too much like when he was a child, he couldn't help but get angry, and habitually had to say a few more words, and said with a smile: "It seems that every time I chat with you, I am so paralyzed and expressionless, dead fish eyes, stuffy gourd, and I can't make a fart with a few sticks......"

Probably aware of the other party's tolerance limit, Song Jixin turned his head, smiled sincerely, and said: "But you are lucky, according to the old people in a few alleys nearby, your temper is with your father, and your appearance is with your mother." Also, the matter of the Song Mountain God of Luoluo Mountain, before the relocation of the Mountain God Temple, Wei Shanjun never embarrassed him, and finally gave Qidun Mountain a piece of feng shui treasure land, and let Song Mountain God rebuild the ancestral temple, just when I owe you a favor again. As for whether Chen Ping'an admits it or not, whether he wants to ask for it in the future is your business, anyway, Song Mu is very affectionate. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "If you are so good at being a person, you won't eat that meal." ”

Song Jixin subconsciously reached out and rubbed his neck, "Don't say it so lightly, I almost strangled you to death." That's really what I didn't do properly, and I apologize to you now. I know that you are the person who holds the most grudges, so let's settle this old account. ”

Song Jixin once made up a feng shui saying, abducted Chen Ping'an to go to Longyao as an apprentice to make a living, let Chen Ping'an break an oath, and then after Chen Ping'an knew the truth, he almost strangled Song Jixin in Mud Bottle Alley. It's just that looking back, even if Chen Ping'an was determined to kill him back then, he would definitely not die, because the Dali spy who was in charge of staring at the mud bottle alley was actually secretly watching that scene from the side, before the great Li country was booming, before the emperor's uncle Song Changjing took him to the side of the covered bridge to worship incense, Song Jixin, who was first changed from "Song He" to "Song Mu" on the pedigree of the Zongren Mansion in the early years, and then erased his name, would definitely not die.

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I don't have any mortal enmity with you, and it's best to clear the two." ”

Song Jixin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then how do you and Da Li calculate?"

Chen Ping'an said: "There are gods three feet above the head, and every step under your feet is reasonable. ”

Song Jixin laughed, took Chen Ping'an to find the temple Zhu, and said that the mountain friend next to him planned to borrow a night, of course the temple Zhu did not dare to say a word to a vassal king, no matter how tight the pilgrim houses in the ancestral temple were, if you want to think of ideas, you can still vacate a few.

Today's Jidu Temple Zhu, is an early years in the Dali Mountain Cliff Academy to study Qi practitioners, 100 years old, still in good spirits, Longmen Realm monks, is regarded as the earliest group of scholars in the Mountain Cliff Academy, the old man is not a Da Li people, so in the year to take the initiative to study in Da Li, it seems to be very maverick. During that time, the northern Dali was still a recognized barbarian land on a continent, and the local writers of the Dali Dynasty, Shuo Confucian, were notoriously modest at that time, and were proud to be able to sing and harmonize with the scholars of the Lu Dynasty and the Great Sui. Even if he has the embroidered tiger Cui Yun and the head of the academy, Qi Jingchun, he still doesn't want to deal with the two of them in the article......

Fortunately, the sound of the horse's hooves on the iron horse is loud, these crepe sayings, the wind and sand are strong at the border pass, and the horse's hooves are stepped on, and the wind blows away.

After getting the exact answer from the ancestral temple, Song Jixin turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, and asked with a smile: "Then I don't care about you?" If you really have something, let's say it now, if you want to go to the capital mansion to find someone in the future, you have to follow the rules of the mountain." How's that, is there anything else to talk about?"

Chen Ping'an first thanked the temple for his wishes, and showed a smile to Song Jixin, "For the sake of you talking a lot about Mud Bottle Lane, I have nothing to talk about with you." ”

Song Jixin didn't mind if an outsider was present, would he lose face, and joked with Chen Ping'an: "A few night banquets have greatly damaged my personal money bag." That's why I'm not going to go to that celebration in the future. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "It doesn't matter if people can't arrive." The ceremony of accompanying the capital mansion is indispensable. ”

Song Jixin shook his head, "The money fan is still there." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "This kind of thing, you are a person who clangs in your pocket, and you can't talk about me." ”

Miao Zhu was shocked, and he really didn't know who this green-shirted swordsman who looked very raw, who was sacred, and was fortunate enough to be so familiar with the vassal king Song Mu, and it didn't sound like an ordinary word. Could it be that there is a certain "fellow countryman" on the other side of Lizhu Dongtian? For example, Lin Shouyi, the former temple zhu of Jidu, had a personal friendship with the vassal king as a classmate, and he was not very officialdom when he talked and chatted. It's just that Lin Miaozhu spoke, and no matter how taboo he spoke, he still didn't have the man in front of him casually.

The number of times Song Mu came to the Dadu Temple to burn incense is only a handful, and he can't stand it once in three years, every time he likes to pay a private visit to Weifu, and he doesn't like to put on a show, and the vassal king of the entire Aquarius Continent is above 10,000 people, and today he actually personally helped people ask for a house, which is even more unprecedented.

Nowadays, the situation of the temple is delicate, and His Majesty the Emperor has taken many measures, up and down the mountain, which is very popular, and is busy revising the official history of the vassal courts of various countries, and is known as the emperor of the ages. But in fact, everyone knows that Song Mu, the vassal king who has always been on the front line of the battlefield, has more incense with the immortal master on the mountain, especially the relationship between Song Mu and Dali Tieqi, which is better.

And there is also a grapevine that Emperor Song He is a disciple of the embroidered tiger Cui Yun, but the vassal king Song Mu is a student of Qi Jingchun. But the style of the two brothers seems to be the opposite of that of the two gentlemen. Emperor Song He let a continent of mountains and rivers, such as a spring breeze, the vassal king Song Mu in the war to kill decisively, sitting in the town to accompany the capital for these years, still iron-fisted, vigorous and resolute, Zhongyue Mountain Jun Jin Qing, once violated the taboo, it turned out to be just a Shen from the domain, so that a big mountain monarch personally came to the ancestral temple to apologize, so that there is a "mountain and water bow their heads" saying.

Miaozhu didn't dare to stay for a long time, said the address of the house, gave a key and left.

Song Jixin said: "Let's go." ”

I don't expect Chen Ping'an to send all the way.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an said: "Send you to the door." ”

Song Jixin looked flattered, "The sun is coming out in the west?"

Chen Ping'an said: "For the sake of not disappointing Mr. Qi. ”

Song Jixin rolled his eyes, "Don't, it's okay to owe it." ”

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "If you don't send it, you can't ask for it, if you want to send it, you can't stop it." ”

Song Jixin shook his sleeves, and finally clasped his hands in his sleeves and looked at this guy with a smile, "It's so sharp, this is not like you." ”

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and took off the long sword he was carrying.

Song Jixin was taken aback, and scolded directly: "What the fuck are you going to do? Chen Ping'an, don't bully people if you want to fight." ”

Chen Ping'an glanced at the king of the Dali domain, holding the sword in his hand and hanging it on his waist, but he hesitated slightly, did not hang it on the left side, changed his position, and replaced it with the right side.

This seemingly redundant action made Song Jixin's eyelids tremble, his mother's Chen Ping'an was a left-hander who was not easy to detect! Many times back then, for example, when Chen Ping'an sat at the door and pulled the blank with his hands, even Song Jixin would forget about it.

Chen Ping'an said: "Ma Kuxuan is still at the water's edge, I'll go find him." I can't do anything with you. ”

Song Jixin immediately twisted out a golden messenger talisman from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Then you two have a good chat, catch up with the old days, rest assured, with me, accompany the capital, and never interfere with the two of you." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Don't be nervous, just say hello, you can't fight." You don't have to deliberately remind the Daomen immortal at the head of the city. ”

Song Jixin frowned and said, "In the palm of the mountains and rivers, our words have been heard?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I saw it, I didn't listen, the vassal king's face is big." ”

Song Jixin regained his smile and put away the talisman.

The two walked side by side.

Chen Ping'an said: "You are the same virtue as before, and you like to turn your face and not recognize people. ”

Song Ji smiled angrily: "Chen Ping'an, it's almost enough, today you said a lot of strange things, and I can't bear it." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "I've listened to your strange words for nearly ten years, but I don't think I'm putting up with it. But in the end, to tell the truth that I don't like to hear, you are a nest and have the ability to quarrel, so you can only shake the prestige on my side, and you can't compare to those masters at all. ”

Song Jixin was not annoyed at all, but laughed, and accidentally had a little loud voice, and as a result, he slapped Chen Ping'an on the elbow, which made Song Jixin grin.

Gu Can's mother-in-law in Mud Bottle Lane, Li Huai's mother-in-law in the west of the town, the old woman in Xinghua Lane, plus Huang Erniang, who sells wine in the town.

These four great grandmasters can probably be regarded as the culmination of the simple folk customs of their hometown town, and they are the predecessors. Gu Can, Li Huai, Song Jixin, Ma Kuxuan, and Chen Ping'an are probably all juniors on this road......

When the young generation of Lizhu Dongtian walked out of their hometowns one after another, I don't know how many outsiders have learned the level of these young people's skills.

Song Jixin rubbed his ribs and said with emotion: "I miss it very much." ”

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Before it is time to remember the bitter and sweet, the fight on Yangguan Avenue is nothing more than relying on hard work, death is death, and life is life." After that, the night road, the higher you are, the more difficult it is to walk, you take it easy. Over there in the capital, there is Liu Qingfeng in front and Zhao Miao in the back, one is very powerful, and the other is very familiar with you. In any case, remember to pave a way out for yourself first, as for whether the way back is to go up or back, in short, it is a way out. ”

Song Jixin hummed, nodded slightly, suddenly turned his head, and asked softly, "How about it?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "Excuse me." Out of the ancestral temple, I don't even know you. ”

Why don't you Chen Ping'an come to be the new national teacher of Da Li?

Forget it, I Chen Ping'an don't know any vassal king Song Mu, today I am just in the ancestral temple, and one of Mr. Qi's disciples, an unpleasant neighbor Song Jixin, casually said a few words in my heart.

In the end, they have been neighbors for many years, and they play dumb riddle-like questions and answers, but both sides know it.

Song Jixin was in high spirits, reached out and grabbed Chen Ping'an's arm, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I can wait!"

Chen Ping'an's arm shook slightly, and he bounced Song Jixin's arm away, "The stinky problem of greed and perfection will be changed in the future." ”

When he arrived at the gate of the ancestral temple, he was only one step away from crossing the threshold, and Song Jixin suddenly said: "Remember to distinguish between public and private, don't give others any chance." ”

Chen Ping'an's right thumb had quietly pressed against the hilt of the sword, "Don't forget that it's the right hand incense, and the left foot." ”

Song Jixin smiled and crossed the threshold with his left foot, walked out of the Jidu Ancestral Temple, and after going down the steps, he turned to look at the couplet.

Chen Ping'an is the same, and once again stands side by side with Song Jixin.

Song Jixin asked: "And the blank plaque, do you have any ideas? If you have, I can do it quietly and without leakage." ”

Chen Ping'an was silent.

Song Jixin said softly: " On the top of the mountain on each continent, in fact, they all know who the person who worships Jidu is, and they all know the statue of the main hall, now it is just a decoration, I believe that soon someone will make suggestions with Da Li, and replace it with a more veritable Zhigui, after all, she is the only real dragon in the world, and Zhigui has a good temper, you know very well, she will definitely not refuse, and even feel that it is justified, the key is here, Zhigui also has a little reluctance to let others get involved in the Jidu Temple, of course, she has more selfishness with Mr. Qi, I can't reason with her. At that time, it is estimated that after His Majesty the Emperor shirked once or twice, he would nod. Having said that, you broke the contract with Zhigui early and didn't earn that share of water transportation, which is actually right, the benefits are big, but the consequences are not small. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "In the future, as long as it is a means against our Wensheng lineage, whether it is in front of the stage or behind the scenes, Chen Ping'an and Luoluo Mountain will take it." Of course, don't be idle. ”

Song Jixin smiled: "I can't imagine that the two of us will have a day when we will join forces side by side." ”

Chen Ping'an snorted, "It's pretty bad." ”

Song Jixin was speechless.

Song Jixin was silent for a moment, remembered something, and his expression became solemn, "Be careful of the qi practitioners who travel far away from other continents, it is best to take a detour if you encounter it, except for the two old men who lead the way, the rest of the people are not very old, their identities are extremely special, and they act more secretively, they don't seem to like the wind very much, and they like to trek through mountains and rivers on two legs." There are some sword cultivators in Beiju Luzhou who stayed in the Aquarius Continent, and they have suffered a lot before, and they don't know their traces at this time, and they disappeared out of thin air, you must know that there is also a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal among them. And this matter, except for a very few people, including me, there are less than five people up and down the mountain, and the rest are not qualified to know. The reason why I know this is that the other party 'greeted' us Dali Song Clan, which can be regarded as being polite to a host, so as not to lose more than a dozen sword cultivators in Beiju Luzhou and let us look for it blindly. However, the chances of you meeting them are not very likely. ”

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, nodded and said, "If I didn't guess wrong, it should be led by the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, along with the Qi practitioners of the Yin and Yang Sect and the Martial Artists, who are reformulating the time scale, as well as determining the length, weight, and volume." This is the top priority in the world after the Great War, and someone needs to travel all over the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou to start remaking the weights and measures determined by the rites and saints of the past. If anyone bumps into it headlong at such a time, it is not looking for death, and eating prison meals in the Temple of Literature for a few years is considered to be very reasonable in the Temple of Literature. ”

The time of the world today is unstable. In addition to the impact caused by the mutual involvement with the wild world, it is also related to a certain "gap" in the Haoran world's own heavenly dao, so Chen Ping'an guessed that the few heavy weapons used to accurately determine weights and measures have already had some deviations, and their difference of a millimeter is equivalent to a complete invalidation. As for who can cause this kind of Great Dao damage, there is no need to guess at all, it is the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, and Wen Hai Zhoumi, other than that, no one of the Great Demon of the Throne can do it.

And the profound influence of this kind of avenue, a mountain top practitioner in the world, the higher the realm, the deeper the experience.

Song Jixin was amazed and said with a smile: "It is worthy of being a hidden official, this can be guessed." ”

The two turned around and walked slowly, and Chen Ping'an asked, "Ma Kuxuan is so foolish, no one cares?"

Credit moon, pure green, Xu Bai. A young man and two alternates in several worlds.

Although Ma Kuxuan acted perversely, at least he didn't say big things, so those three must have suffered at the hands of Ma Kuxuan. Cheng Yue doesn't seem to be very good at fighting, as for the pure green of Zhuhai Dongtian, and the young Jiang Taigong, Chen Ping'an has never been in contact with it, so it's hard to say. But according to the Shanshui Mansion newspaper that was transmitted to the head of the city back then, the two behind were too young, and they didn't seem to be used to the rivers and lakes, and it was not strange to lose to Ma Kuxuan.

Song Jixin said: "There are too many military achievements, so you can squander them casually." What's more, Ma Kuxuan's ability to provoke others, others don't know, you and I don't know? Now that Ma Kuxuan is in Aquarius, he can walk sideways, and there are countless young monks who really worship Ma Kuxuan. I don't like his domineering style, I can't wait for Ma Kuxuan to choke to death when he drinks cold water, and he falls into the realm when he walks, and he likes Ma Kuxuan's young people on the mountain, and he can't wait for Ma Kuxuan to be an immortal tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is to ascend to the realm. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Actually, I didn't meet Cao Ci or Feiran, otherwise Ma Kuxuan would have changed his name immediately." ”

Song Jixin said: "Ma Kuxuan is waiting for you over there?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "The rest of the affairs have already been branched out." ”

Song Jixin was puzzled: "Why did you change your mind?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Because he still didn't give up and didn't take 'no more than three things' seriously, he deliberately stayed by the Dadu River to wait for me." Or do you know him best, provoking people, Ma Kuxuan is really good at it. That is, you have a good temper, otherwise I can't bear it after so many years of staring at you. ”

Song Jixin was a little helpless. A scolding and scolding. Okay, you two go for it.

Song Jixin walked to an unassuming carriage in the distance, and the coachman was the first-class worshipper of the capital of Da Li.

Turning his head, the young vassal king found that the guy was still standing there, as if waiting for him to get into the car. Song Jixin smiled and waved goodbye, feeling a little strange in his heart. After thinking about it again, I was relieved, after all, it was a neighbor and a ...... for many years Half of the same family, "We are in the same vein", thinking about it again, Song Jixin's face is strange, according to his seniority, is his mother's Chen Ping'an his little uncle?

How did such a person become a closed disciple of Wensheng?

Song Jixin sat in the carriage and began to think about this problem.

People who have not been neighbors with Chen Ping'an can't imagine how this mud-legged man is crazy about money. Day to night, all year round, anyway, I can't go to school or study, there are only two things, earn money, save money, and according to the saying of the mud legs back then, if you don't have money, saving money is making money. I remember that after Chen Ping'an said this, Zhigui dusted the quilt in the courtyard, and Song Jixin sat on the wall, dangling a money bag, and asked Chen Ping'an if he wanted to borrow money to buy the Spring Festival couplets and door gods. Chen Ping'an said no at the time.

This guy often goes into the mountains to collect medicines, and he will only sell them to the Yang family shop at the lowest price in the market, and he never bargains for the mud legs.

Villagers, as long as there is something, say hello, Chen Ping'an will help, crop work, grab water in the middle of the night, red and white ceremonies, every time there is a wake, it will definitely be dawn, relatives can't stay up to sleep, and the young man is still sitting there alone......

Every time the New Year helps kill pigs, the teenager who has contributed a lot of effort goes to the table according to the folk custom, and only eats a big bowl of rice, and leaves the table with chopsticks and meat. Someone kills chickens, if there is that unwanted chicken feathers, they will say hello first, pick them up and take them home to make feather dusters and shuttlecocks.

Chop wood and burn charcoal, because I am worried about conflict with the young and strong, and if I want to burn charcoal, I have to run a lot of mountain roads. Every year, there will be a surplus, so they will carry bags out of the mountain, carry them home, and then carry them from door to door and give them to neighbors, and they will say that the firewood is not good, the charcoal is burned poorly, and it cannot be sold for money. If someone left him to eat, or if some old people gave him some eggs or something, he didn't agree, just found an excuse and ran away.

Looking for bamboo forests to dig bamboo shoots and dry bamboo shoots, little by little to collect the abandoned porcelain clay of the dragon kiln, just a glimpse of the neighbor's study room, there is nothing to do with a little slug, go to the old porcelain mountain to rummage and pick up, build their own wooden frames, and select those patterns that are more complete. Similar porcelain pieces, piecing together porcelain pieces to make the hanging screen, Chen Ping'an once asked Song Jixin if he wanted to buy it, Song Jixin was actually quite greedy for a broken porcelain hanging screen with dragon patterns, but at that time, the voice of the little slug was loud, saying that it was enough to buy ten Zhigui warm quilts for a hanging screen, and if you don't buy it, it is simply that the coffin board of the ancestral tomb can't be suppressed...... Hearing that Song Jixin was upset, the little rabbit cub stepped on the bench in the yard next door, shouting, and blowing his nose and throwing it at the side of Song Jixin's yard, Song Jixin said that this thing was too rough, no one wanted to give it away, and it would be too unconscionable to make money with this. After that, Chen Ping'an no longer went to Lao Porcelain Mountain to pick up the rags, and the originally made several hanging screens were given away, Liu Xianyang, Gu Can in Mud Bottle Lane, and some neighbors whose children were in school.

Before the age of fourteen, the apprentice potter who grew up eating hundreds of meals seemed to have paid off all the favors owed when he was young.

For some reason, the vassal king, who began to close his eyes and recuperate, just remembered that back then, he once returned to Mud Bottle Lane with his maidservant, and just saw the straw sandals boy standing at the door of his house, and before taking out the key to open the door, the mud leg quickly glanced at the neighbor's door and wall, opened the door, and couldn't help but take a few steps back and take a few more looks.

Song Jixin has a little regret, he knew that he spent a few copper coins back then and bought the porcelain hanging screen, and vaguely remembered that the craftsmanship was actually very good, and he was very attentive, and there were flowers, plants, birds and birds in all seasons.

I remember when I was a child, Song Jixin occasionally left Zhigui and walked alone, and came home late, Song Jixin was actually not very courageous, afraid of ghosts, so he would shout Chen Ping'an's name while running. Peers who don't turn on the lights every night will squeak open the door and respond from afar.

After Chen Ping'an went to the dragon kiln to learn how to make porcelain, Song Jixin was old, and he learned a few books that were silent and strange, so he would not be so troublesome, and he would feel embarrassed, and he was afraid of making a quarrel with Zhigui, and later, the two sides had such a fight, it is estimated that even if one is willing to shout, one will not respond. However, the little slug who lives at the other end of Mud Bottle Lane replaces Song Qianchai, Gu Can doesn't know why, every time he goes to the ridge to fish for yellow eels, he likes to take a detour when he goes home, and he has to go home through a whole mud bottle alley, the little slug hangs a small bamboo fish basket on his waist, and shouts Chen Ping'an's name vigorously while running, Chen Ping'an walks out of the house as long as he is at home, and most of them will stand outside the courtyard gate and chat with Gu Can. Liu Xianyang occasionally gets tired of listening, and will tear out his throat and scold a few words of shouting ghosts, before Gu Can stops, he will call back the name of your ancestor, and quickly call the lazy Wang Zhu to get up, burn incense together, and beg the ancestral tomb to smoke...... Song Jixin actually knew it, if it wasn't for Chen Ping'an blocking the little slug, I don't know how to convince Gu Can, Song Jixin and his family have to change the Spring Festival couplets and door gods every day, Song Jixin doesn't feel sorry for those few silvers, but who doesn't bother.

Gu Can, a little bastard, has too many grudges than Chen Ping'an, he can really grit his teeth and not sleep, work hard until midnight, and then come to his door to throw stones and smash the window. The most ridiculous thing that I thought was ridiculous at the time and became more terrible the more I thought about it afterwards was that every time it rained, snowed and muddy, a string of shoe prints left in the alley belonged to adults, and the two slightly staggered footprints only appeared in half of the alley. This means that Gu Can braved the rain and snow, after leaving his house, he took a detour to the other side of the alley, and then walked to Chen Ping'an and Song Jixin, and ran away along the original road after smashing the stones.

You must know that Gu Can at that time was only four or five years old.

Today's Gu Can, it seems that he has become a closed disciple of the city lord of White Emperor City before he has been established, and he is already a well-known "reasonable person" in the Middle Earth Divine Continent.

If Chen Ping'an was a child, he just couldn't help but be afraid of trouble, so he became accustomed to nature and became very unafraid of trouble, then Gu Can's good patience was really innate.

Even if Song Jixin reunited with Chen Ping'an today, he still felt that Gu Can, in fact, was more like a pure cultivator than Chen Ping'an, a natural wild cultivator, or a natural descendant of the White Emperor City.

Moreover, Song Jixin was sure that in the next hundred years, Gu Can would definitely be one of the most outstanding genius monks in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, or not one of them?

Thinking of this, Song Jixin laughed and said softly: "Our mud bottle lane is a good place, I shouldn't be afraid of ghosts when I was a child." ”

On the bank of the water, Ma Kuxuan was alone, stretched his waist, stretched his muscles, and then interlaced his fingers, waiting for a long-awaited question, belatedly, let him wait.

But now it can probably be replaced by a sword.

Half of my friend's Yu Shiwu has already gotten interested in leaving, and Yu Shiwu is the best at this, those ugly good words, willing to say one or two times, but they won't say much, and they won't annoy people.

A green shirt with his back to the gate of the Jidu Ancestral Temple, walking slowly, a natural left-handed swordsman, hanging the sword on the right, and the thumb of his right hand against the hilt of the sword

, don't rush to push the sword out of the sheath.

This long sword, named "Night Tour".

The sword swims at night, and the sword light outside the sheath is as bright as the moon. At night in the world, the swordsman carries a sword, such as holding a lamp and candle.

Ma Kuxuan asked in his heart: "Do you want me to build a small world?" The old rule, draw a circle, whoever goes out will lose?"

Chen Ping'an bent down slightly, held the "Night Tour" with his left hand, drew his sword out of the sheath, and swept forward.

Quietly, Chen Ping'an alone and with a sword, with the big desecration of Ma Kuxuan, disappeared into the world together.

Fought with Ma Kuxuan twice, Chen Ping'an has always been silent and dumb, Ma Kuxuan likes to chatter non-stop, after today, this not very good habit, I believe Ma Kuxuan will definitely change.

Caged finch, Ma Kuxuan was in the vast and criss-crossing heaven and earth of sword qi, squinted his eyes, and saw that a grain of light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Between Ma Kuxuan, who was still motionless, and a grain of sword light in the sky, the heavens and the earth shook, and gradually erected a golden body deity, some of which were genuine golden body dharma images, and some of which were Ma Kuxuan's visualizations, totaling as many as twelve.

Twelve majestic gods stood in the air, and under their feet they all stepped on the ancient stars that were also imagined by Ma Kuxuan.

Ma Kuxuan shrunk into a mustard seed, like a qi practitioner Yin Shen traveled far away from the sky, and the sun, moon and stars could be seen in the distance.

In the small world of others, it becomes a small world of its own.

A sword slashed straight down, and the sword light that was originally straight appeared eleven times in succession, and it was still a sword, cutting off the golden bodies of the twelve gods who were true and false.

Ma Kuxuan sneered, and the body of a mustard seed turned directly into nothingness.

But after Ma Kuxuan's body dissipated, the small world of caged finch sword qi actually began to expand on its own, because an ancient ruins emerged, which was a large galaxy with whirlpools flowing.

Faintly, four towering heavenly gates, each on one side, are hidden in the bright galaxy.

In the whirlpool of the galaxy, there is an extremely eye-catching golden silk thread.

On the east and west sides, the sun and the moon hang high, and each drags a spiral-shaped road to the sky with colorful rays.

Before the great war that swept the two worlds, the two Flying Platforms, one was still relatively intact Lizhu Cave Heavenly "Crab Fang", and the other was the Tuoyue Mountain in the wild world where the road had long been disconnected, and the Flying Ascension Realm was the "Heavenly Court" where the patriarchs of the three sects could not completely break the ban, because the "Landscape Prohibition" over there was based on tens of millions of stars, all of which were differentiated from the corpses of a pair of gods, and then implicated with the long river of time when a great avenue manifested into "some kind of truth".

If you want to talk about formations, a Heavenly Court site is the source of several formations in the world.

In that war, there was a considerable group of Terran monks, because they did not immediately withdraw from the ruins of the battlefield and stayed in it for a long time, they actually stood up at a certain moment, shaped their golden bodies, and finally under the traction of the formation, with a certain type of divinity contained in themselves, they automatically fit with the Great Dao, quickly stripped away from human nature, and became a new god...... Then these gods, some of them were detained in the major ancestral courts and sects of the soldiers, and some of them were killed on the spot by Jian Xiu, even if the golden body was completely shattered and the soul dissipated, they were permanently detained in the ruins and merged with the great array.

It is rumored that the Buddha was the last to withdraw from the ruins, but he still failed to really break the ban, because even the slightest difference was a world of difference, and the result was the same, and the heavenly court that seemed to be reduced to ruins would be reunited to the old "one". Once the gods are in their place, they can "fill in the gaps", and even restore their pre-war appearance.

At that time, the people who protected the formation of the Buddha were located near the four broken heavenly gates, supporting the heavens and the earth, the holy ancestor, the Taoist ancestor, the ancestor of the soldiers, and the "young sword cultivator" Chen Qingdu.

These old stories that are destined not to be recorded in the book are all told by Ah Liang when he returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and told Chen Ping'an.

And Bai Yujing's suppression of the Heavenly Demons, the ghosts suppressed by the Western Buddhist Kingdom, and the Lisheng sitting outside the sky, to a large extent, is to prevent any omissions, and be taken advantage of by some ancient gods and spirits to strengthen their strength, and it is difficult for the human race to reach the top of cultivation, but whether it is the transformation of the outer heavenly demons or ghosts, or even some "newcomers" outside the sky As long as they are detained by the gods and thrown into the ruins, as long as the avenue fits, there is no need to practice at all, and in an instant, it will be a brand-new god with natural powers, and the next ten thousand years of the world, the reason why there will be the reincarnation of some high-level gods as a human being, itself is a kind of "roadblock" of the avenue dispute, and strive to make sure that even if there is that case, the new gods who rise in the ruins will not be able to occupy some key positions, especially those supreme gods.

And the sages of the Rite Sage and the Temple of Literature, as well as a small group of great monks who have ascended to the Ascending Realm, plus the sons and hundreds of patriarchs who are "in harmony with their own paths", will all manifest themselves with a variety of avenues after the Rite Sage "opens the door", so that they can kill those new gods. It is a dispute between the old and new avenues that are consumed by each other, which is why the old ancestors of the hundreds of schools of thought, almost everyone is preaching with knowledge, but they rarely show up in the Haoran world, because they need to "eat" in Haoran, they need to "respect the etiquette" to go to the world.

Therefore, in the past years on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, whether it was Ah Liang or Senior Brother, they all had great respect for the Holy Rites.

Ah Liang even said that there are four people in the world, who are popular wherever they go, and they are sincerely respected by everyone.

One is the most reasonable and at the same time the most combative saint in our world. The rules are heavy, the principles are heavy, and they only fall on all the mountain tops, but they are light on the shoulders of ordinary masters.

And whoever is not convinced, the rites that rarely appear in the Zhongtu Temple of Literature will return to Haoran from outside the sky, and personally go to a certain patriarch hall of the hundred schools of the sons and daughters, and reason with it.

Ah Liang said that there was once an ancestor of the hundred schools of thought, who was in a hurry, and scolded the Lisheng for being domineering in the name of the inner saint, and as a result, he was dragged directly out of the sky to the silent Lisheng, and then chatted for 30 years, and asked, if it weren't for the Lisheng to help make up for the lack of knowledge in the family, the point would be up, and the latter would almost have turned to Confucianism as a sage.

The other is the ancestor disciple of the Dao, Bai Yujing. There is also a bodhisattva in the Western Buddha country who does not have an empty hell and vows not to become a Buddha.

Chen Ping'an said the fourth, no need to talk about it.

Ah Liang, who had worked hard for a long time, held back for a long time, and finally said stupidly, I never thought that our boss sword immortal would have such no status in your kid's mind.

At that time, Ah Liang was walking on Taixiang Street, and while teasing Chen Ping'an, the old saying is that there is a tall man on top of the sky when the sky falls, which is really not deceiving. At the same time, he gently kicked away a little kid who dared to spit on him and express his admiration without knowing him, and kicked the child to lie on the door of his house as a door god, and after falling to the ground, he cried, and then immediately ran out of a woman, laughing and scolding Ah Liang for having no conscience, why is he so cruel to his own son......

Ah Liang glanced at the child sitting on the ground with a crying face, and asked Chen Ping'an, does he look like it? Chen Ping'an said that it was okay, probably because his appearance was more like his mother.

The woman immediately gave a thumbs up to Lord Yinguan, and said with a smile that she planned to let her son recognize his godfather by the way. Looking at the two dogs who pretended to be deaf and dumb and walked away quickly, the woman laughed.

Later, the child followed Ascension City to the fifth world, and the woman and her man, just because her husband was a primordial baby, even if she was not an earth immortal, did not leave.

Chen Ping'an stood outside a heavenly gate with a sword at this moment, and asked, "If the protector is not around, he can't let go of his hands and feet?"

Ma Kuxuan's laughter resounded through the heavens and the earth, "Find me first, and then let's see who drains the aura first." ”

Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry to hand over the second sword, and after taking it in one hand, he held the sword with one hand, and looked up at the towering gorgeous heavenly gate.

Regarding the ruins of the Heavenly Court, there was no secret record in the Summer Palace, which aroused Ah Liang's interest, and Chen Ping'an also asked the boss Sword Immortal a few words.

The eldest sword immortal gave a vague answer that was not an answer, only saying that the sword cultivation was divided into two groups back then, and he took the lead, thinking that since there were no gods above his head and he couldn't eat this territory, then fortunately it was completely banned, and he could give future generations a chance. At least in this matter, he Chen Qingdu, as well as Long Jun and Guanzhao, are all on the side of the patriarch of the three sects, but in addition, the sword cultivator, as well as the ancestor of the military family, all feel that it should not be like this, one is that he feels that the credit is the greatest, and the other is ambitious, thinking that he will provoke the remnants of the gods who fled to fight back wildly, what are you afraid of, it is better to come, it is a big deal to completely cut off the aftermath of the jade burning, what heaven and earth are shattered, what time and the long river will explode, there is no heaven and earth aura, and the future generations will not be able to practice, the big deal is that they are a handful of people who have reached the top, no matter how many of the world's rudimentary beings die, they will change againAs for the future generations of heaven and earth, the road of cultivation and ascension will be cut off, and many accidents will be saved, the avenue of heaven and earth will be more orderly and stable, heaven and earth are isolated, heaven and earth are separated, and even the things that the ancestors are worried about have been dispelled.

Ma Kuxuan's voice sounded again, full of banter, "Choose to fight here, if you want to divide the winner and loser, you and I will really divide life and death." And to remind you, the right time and place are all in me. I spend some things outside my body, but you have to spend the real way, in a foreign land to save a sword immortal identity, not easy to come by, how to go home a few steps, I don't know how to cherish it. ”

Ma Kuxuan sighed: "I'm afraid of fighting a little poor, and as soon as I have money, I will spread out? Then you are no different from those mountain wastes who only know how to persuade me to give me a few more catties of strength." ”

Chen Ping's placement turned a deaf ear, and he just took this opportunity to take a good look at the heavenly gate.

Because this heaven and earth is just Ma Kuxuan's visualization, many details are very different from the truth that Chen Ping'an knows, and as for those stars and a long river of time, they are even more fancy decorations to scare people.

Chen Ping'an put his sword into the sheath, put it behind his back again, and said: "Okay, the whole visualization site is you, what are you hiding, do you really think I have nothing to do with you? In the next game, you can do whatever you want, you are willing to share life and death, just give you a chance. ”

The next moment, Chen Ping'an sacrificed out of the well in the moon, and four sword formations with momentum like rainbows appeared out of thin air, and countless flying swords were like four snow-white galaxies, and four heavenly gates emerged.

Heaven and earth were silent for a moment, and Ma Kuxuan manifested his incarnation in the form of a heart, appeared beside Chen Ping'an, and asked, "Don't be afraid that I will reveal the roots and feet of your two flying swords." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "One yard is one yard, don't talk about the grievances between us, you are a person who is in power, and you tear your face with people at every turn, but at least you are still a person who knocks out teeth and swallows blood." To be honest, apart from annoying you, I don't think your actions are disgusting. In my early years, on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I met a sword cultivator with a similar temper and temperament to you. ”

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "I accepted a disciple, he is a pure martial artist, and his qualifications are not bad, you will give him the opportunity to ask about Quan Luoluo Mountain in the future, three times, how about it?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Yes, the premise is that he has won my founding disciple, and he asks for boxing Pei Qian, which is also counted within three chances." ”

Ma Kuxuan said: "No problem. ”

Ma Kuxuan hugged the back of his head with both hands and said lazily: "To be honest, this world can disgust me." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "You are not less disgusting to others, and you are not qualified to say this." ”

Ma Kuxuan laughed heartily.

Chen Ping'an toed a little, his body swept back, Ma Kuxuan's mind retreated, and the two always stood side by side, looking at the ancient ruins hanging high.

Chen Ping'an said silently: "Boundless wind and moon, there is a world. ”

Ma Kuxuan sneered, "Books are the least valuable. ”

Almost at the same time, the two sides put away their little worlds.

On the bank of the water, Ma Kuxuan's body turned into a rainbow light and went to the capital city.

Chen Ping'an carried his sword and walked back to the Great Blasphemy Temple.

Borrowed to live in the house, Chen Ping'an and the ancestral temple borrowed a few sage books, all of which are those books that are no longer forbidden by the Temple of Literature, Chen Ping'an lit an oil lamp on the table, sleepless all night, just slowly turned the book, occasionally got up, pushed the window to look out, the cool breeze was blowing.

After Chen Ping'an took a ferry boat and crossed the sea from Tongye Continent to the boundary of Aquarius, the sun and moon in his state of mind, those who were originally at the gate of Taiping Mountain, could be perceived, but could never be opened, a total of twenty-four paintings, as if the landscape ban was automatically opened, and they could be opened, one by one, at a glance.

For example, in the rainy season of the valley, a group of rural tea pickers walked into the spring mountain, one of the girls, slender, both hands to pick tea, skillful movements, suddenly a wind blows people, such as a willow branch that is swept by the spring breeze, the girl suddenly raised her head, looking at a mountain, there is a big snake over the mountain, the eyes are quiet, as big as two patios, open your mouth and suck, a mountain of tea pickers, regardless of men, women and children, all turn into white bones and fall to the ground and break.

In autumn, a large area of gold, a young official sits on the edge of a field, his boots are badly worn, and he is laughing with an old farmer. The next moment, a gust of wind blew, the ears of wheat flew, the grains were like flying swords, and all the villages and fields in a county town were like a thin white paper, as if they had suffered a heavy rain, and became sparse. A thatched cottage village school, suddenly there is no sound of reading.

In the library of a wealthy family, a lamp is lit at night. Suddenly, the entire mansion turned bright red, and a demon monk with a pale face and scarlet lips slowly walked into it, and every time he snapped his fingers, a large cloud of blood exploded next to the lamp, on the wall, and on the window.

On the top of a fairy mountain, an old immortal master with a group of children is building a snowman, by the way, he teaches a young man with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and is very aura...... The young man was absent-mindedly dealing with the master, and the old man was training his disciples, but his eyes were actually full of pride...... In an instant, a line of sword light swept by, and there were headless corpses all over the ground, including the old man and the young man.

There are emperors and generals in that remote place, civil and military generals, martial artists in the rivers and lakes, mountains and rivers and wild cultivators, and the spectrum immortal masters of the small sect, who have died one after another, and died generously and heroically, but they are destined to die nameless.

It's all about the feng shui of Tongyezhou, and it's all about the troubled times of Tongyezhou.

All the beauty and dedication of the "subtleties" have long been crushed by the turbulent trend, and the entire Tongyezhou has been sealed and concluded, and has been drowned in the long river of history by the muddy quagmire. And Chen Ping'an used to be one of the "general trends in the world", and his impression of Tongyezhou was even one of the worst group of mountain monks.

Cui Yun clearly wanted to make Chen Ping'an feel relaxed in Tongyezhou, but he couldn't be at ease. If you want this hidden official, there is not even the slightest room for self-deception. Twenty-four beautiful picture scrolls that have been crushed, and there are two hundred and forty ugly picture scrolls that are destined to be filthy without delay, but don't forget that you Chen Ping'an, whether it is two hundred and forty or two thousand four hundred, you can't deny the existence of those twenty-four picture scrolls after all, and a continent of mountains and rivers, how can it be so "not damned"?

Cui Yun just wanted Chen Ping'an to witness the beauty of Tongyezhou Mountain up and down, big and small, the rest of the eight continents in the entire vast world, together with the monks of Tongyezhou themselves, all felt that Tongyezhou was a rotten mess, but only you, Chen Ping'an, couldn't do it. The next site is located in Tongyezhou? Then get along well with the arrogant monks of Aquarius and Beiju Luzhou, one by one!

And these two continents, one is your hometown, which will be inextricably linked with your Luoluo Mountain, and the other is the place where you respect the most sword cultivation in the Haoran Nine Continents. Willing to be reasonable? Like to be reasonable? Since you have become a closed disciple of the Wensheng lineage, and have returned to your hometown, you have become the master of a sect with the next sect, and you are no longer just the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so let you Chen Ping'an be a hero in Tongyezhou, where anyone can be unreasonable, and become a hero against the trend, let you be alone, and talk enough at one time!

But it's not okay not to talk about the reason, because Chen Ping'an will be the most high-profile reader in the Wensheng lineage.

Wensheng in Confucianism in the Temple of Literature, in the position of the vast world, is elevated higher, is not only a hidden official, but also the suzerain, since it is a closed disciple of Wensheng, it is even more inevitable to be a moral sage Chen Ping'an, will be born, the tide rises, a little bit is hung high in the sky, countless praise, heartfelt, mixed with malice, fair and honest praise, sneaky words, everything, is the water that carries the boat.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an knows very well why Mr. chose to "hide" in Gongdelin and choose to ignore things outside the window again.

Among all the time scrolls, Chen Ping'an did not finish reading all the scrolls, he opened them every time, and quickly closed them, not daring to look at them more.

Tonight is no exception.

It was a narrow alley about the same width as Mud Bottle Alley, a remote and secluded place that didn't know where it was in Tongyezhou, in the small rain alley, there was a little girl, holding up a small oil-paper umbrella, jumping and jumping, the oil-paper umbrella followed a high and a low, crooked and oblique, and the footsteps returned home briskly.

Chen Ping'an suddenly withdrew from his mind and closed the scroll of time again.

Twisting a page with two fingers, Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, easily opened the page at his fingertips, and simply closed the book.

Chen Ping'an got up and walked to the window, put his fingers together and gently pressed against the window, and muttered to himself, "I know, this is for me to play against your chess game, you embroider tiger chess skills, because you are gone, only the endgame of the paulownia leaf, the treasure vase, and the Beiju Lu Sanzhou chessboard is left." ”

Chen Ping'an said softly: "Mr. Qi." Cui Yun, the senior brother, is too bullying, you don't care, junior brother?"

Heaven and earth are silent, and the night is silent.

Chen Ping'an asked himself and replied: "I guarantee that the senior brother will lose this time." ”

And Cui Yun this time, he actually hopes that his senior brother will lose and his junior brother win. I hope it will no longer be like that Shujian Lake Questioning Bureau, and it is tasteless for Da Li Guoshi to win.

It's just that if you want to win the embroidered tiger on a game of chessboard, the difficulty can be imagined.

Chen Ping'an actually experienced the battle of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and he can accept the life and death of many "strong", but only in the face of those weak people, countless people who seem to have been in Mud Bottle Lane, Liu Xianyang in his hometown, and little slugs, Chen Ping'an will feel that under the general trend, the departure of countless "weak people" is still not right, it is still not good. So Chen Ping'an didn't even dare to look at the last picture scroll in the heart lake until now.

It seems that if you don't look at the result, the little girl with the umbrella will keep walking in the alley and live.

Or maybe she's already back home and has put away the little oil-paper umbrella. There will be family sitting, there will be amiable lights, and there will be a family reunion.

Even if you don't talk about people's hearts, just say that in Tongyezhou, some things that cut off people's financial roads, up and down the mountain, are all enemies that do not share the sky, involving the gains and losses of vital interests, maybe Chen Ping'an and a certain choice of the next sect will one day, with the Yugui Sect God Seal Peak, and Na Wei Ying, and finally make the old sect master Jiang Shangzhen, worship Zhou Fei, must make a certain choice that absolutely cannot be happy for everyone. This is also why Chen Ping'an temporarily changed his mind, from Yiyantang to Cao Qinglang as the sect leader of the lower sect, to the sentence "If you have any objections, you can discuss it again", in fact, Chen Ping'an did not believe Cao Qinglang, but Cao Qinglang was still too young after all, and some of the choices he made would overwhelm his heart too early.

Chen Ping'an knew that the taste was uncomfortable, and some of the hardships were really just bitterness, and there was no benefit, and if he couldn't get through it, he couldn't get through it.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an has already made a decision, the position of the sect leader of the lower sect can be vacant first, and let Cao Qinglang continue to be in the lotus root blessed land first, and then cultivate his heart for more than ten years.

After being a shopkeeper for too many years, Chen Ping'an also wants to make up for his mistakes, so he should be regarded as a "not that the time has not come". Although the next sect does not have a sect master for the time being, he will not show his face too much, and only let a certain deputy mountain master put on a fierce posture of "come to your Tongye Continent just to make money for harmony" at the beginning. Like what...... Cui Dongshan. Anyway, sharing worries for one's husband is also the meaning of being a student.

Before I knew it, it was already dawn.

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes.

In the distance, outside the window, stood a young woman with a smile but sharp eyes.

True Dragon, Wang Zhu, Flying Ascension Realm.

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Comb Water Country, late at night, in the temple of the mountain god that has closed the door, a girl wearing embroidered shoes, after listening to the words of the tall maid, with her hands behind her back, slowly pacing, after thinking about it carefully, nodded, high-fived with her fist, and said in a deep voice: "Readers are flower heads, if I read a few more books, I will definitely come up with such a small method." Pick a reading seed, gather most of the literary movements, and finish it in one battle, how simple the road is. As for cutting off the beard halfway, putting a sack or something, it is our old business, and we can do it with our eyes closed. ”

A plump maid nodded vigorously, slapped the horse a few words, the mountain god Wei Wei listened to the words first, and then he was angry, and smashed a punch on the woman's chest, causing the latter to stagger back, and the girl scolded: "Don't grow your brain, it's only here." Then Chen Ping'an came to his ancestral temple, you dare not show your face, and salute a young sword immortal? The shelf is bigger than the sky, why don't you go to be a mountain monarch and a prince? In my place, how wronged are you?

The plump maid was silent, and she didn't dare to say anything back, but just rubbed her heart.

Wei Wei was still annoyed, so he stood on his heels again, grabbed the tall maid's ear, and dragged it heavily, causing the latter to lower his head, and reprimanded: "You are also a fool, you don't know that Chen Ping'an, who pities the most fragrant and cherished jade, as a guest? ”

After scolding people and getting angry, the embroidered shoes girl sighed, let go of her fingers, looked at the two fools who seemed to be respectful but were actually happy, and said helplessly: "I have a lot of incense with the court of the Combing Water Country, but do you think that sword fairy thinks he just pulled us?"

Seeing the two stupid people who looked at each other and didn't make any effort, he rolled his eyes slightly, then put his fingers together, pointed to his eyes, and then pointed to the tall maid, and then suddenly clenched his fists, and shouted rumbling on his mouth, similar to thunder, and said with a wry smile: "Think about it, Chen Ping'an, a sword immortal, how many times have you come to us?"

The tall maid said timidly: "Three times." ”

Wei Wei said angrily: "In less than thirty years, a young sword immortal has patronized a small hill three times. What does this mean, it means that there will definitely be a fourth time! Why do you think he asked the first thing he said when he said it, how to place the statue of the temple? If you are wrong...... If our mountain shrine does something wrong, you see if he will leave, believe it or not, even if you drive him away, he will stay and chat with me! He is a smiling tiger, with a knife in his sleeve, and a ruthless man who does not discuss when he riots and kills...... If it weren't for my unpredictable prophet, I knew that he would definitely go this way, so I had properly preserved those broken stones early, and it was probably hard to say if we could still talk at this time. ”

The tall woman said cautiously: "Could it be that Niangniang is thinking too much? He was a guest at our ancestral temple this time, and he looked very kind, and he didn't have any sword fairy shelves." ”

In the shade of the ancient pine outside the door, the Qingyi Sword Fairy sat on the stone bench, smiling kindly, talking to her, and inviting her to sit down and chat.

Wei Wei glanced at her, and the tall maid immediately shut up.

Wei Wei waved her sleeves, the door opened, and she sat on the threshold, holding her cheeks with both hands, and began to think about things.

The mountain god realm includes one and a half counties, and it governs the mountains and rivers of six counties. Wei Wei didn't like to greet the gods of the Confucian Temple and the Martial Temple in the past, all of them were not big, and they liked to have their eyes above the top, at most they dealt with the county town god who was a head shorter than her, and the latter was more knowledgeable.

Wei Wei finally said: "You two, go to those county god temples, carefully check all the merit books, in our own territory, all the reading seeds, that is, those who have the hope of being a showman, are recorded one by one, just do what the sword immortal said, the trickle will be long...... There are also those so-called good families, alas, distressed and distressed, I really feel sorry for me, you also share some yin virtue aura, hidden in the door god they posted, I can't help, we are too thin at this time, let's help dispel the evil qi and yin wind first. Wait until the title of the Jinshi old man's gold list, and then come to our ancestral temple to repay the vows, add a lot of literary luck, and then think about it in the long run, Chen Ping'an has a point that is not bad, now it is not better than before, it is impossible to do a hammer deal, as long as it can make a good start, in the end, it is necessary to see the long-term. ”

In addition to being afraid of a sword immortal who is full of food and will often visit the door, the reason why Wei Wei is willing to "act according to orders" is that in the final analysis, of course, it is still profitable, and the risk is very small, Wei Wei feels that for a long time, if he does what he said, there is indeed hope that the harvest will be guaranteed by drought and flood, and one day, he will be able to manage a place properly and enjoy the happiness of lying down. When I became a mountain god, I thought about opening up a mansion, and then I thought about the prince of the five mountains, and then I had hope for life......

Otherwise, if Chen Ping'an is just talking about morality, merit or something, she Wei Wei will continue to eat and wait for death, and the next time she meets him, she will lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, Chen Ping'an can't really fly a sword and behead him, right?

However, Wei Wei had to admit that he was afraid of him Chen Ping'an, which was really afraid.

Over the years, deep down in her heart, she would think about that young man, whether she died, she would save herself from scaring herself later. It's just that when she thought about it, she felt that the young man was really going to die, and it seemed to be a pity.

The plump maid was a little eager to try, and reminded softly: "Mountain God Niangniang, Chen Jianxian seems to have said that we can first give the dream to the passing reading seed."

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Wei Wei turned his head and said with a look of disgust: "Just you, the goddess of the mountain shrine, throw you in a pile and walk a walk, others are pushing with their hands, you are good, hit with your big cheek." Do you think that scholar saw you, what did he think of you? Good luck, treat you as a mountain fox charm, bad luck, the scholar sleepwalked in the ancestral temple, he thought it was to visit the temple, and his first thought was to quickly look at the silver taels in the money bag, whether it was enough. ”

Wei Wei pointed at the tall woman, "It's just you, let's go, you just happened to have read a few books, you can talk to the reader a few more words......"

The maid looked embarrassed. But he didn't dare to say anything about it, but he only dared to recite a few words of earnest teachings in his heart, which was earnest.

Wei Wei got up suddenly, then smiled like a flower, and hey, "Old Sword Immortal Song is here." ”

A white-haired old man put his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards the mountain shrine, "Talking about you, I'm just revisiting the old place, casually strolling, and I won't turn over the yellow calendar tonight." ”

Wei Wei complained: "As soon as the Zhuangzi of the Song seniors moved away, the nearby mountains and rivers were gone, not only the small mountain temple here that was called a miserable, all the old men who were used to living a big life, but they all began to detain and search, and lived a tight life." ”

Song Yuyao glanced at the plaque of the ancestral temple, looked down, looked at the three golden-bodied statues in the hall, and said with a smile: "It took a lot of silver." ”

Wei Wei stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and smiled, "The bitter days are just getting by." Fortunately, it's not fairy money, and there are more or less family resources, and there are still some left. ”

Song Yuyao sat on the bluestone bench and quipped: "Did you just find out now that one of the four evils of the Combing Water Country is not very easy to be, and I almost took away an obscene mountain god to be the lady of the village, and I never thought that now I have become the mother of the mountain god, in fact, it is even more difficult to be?"

Wei Wei shook his head lightly, "It's very good." ”

Song Yuyao sneered, the mountains and rivers are lucky, the old man is an old man in the rivers and lakes, and he can still do it if he looks at the vague number of things. Just this mountain god ancestral temple, if it can't last for a hundred years, it will be so hungry that a mountain god Niangniang's golden body can't withstand the wind and rain.

Wei Wei put his hands behind his back, walked down the steps, his steps were light, and he said with a smile: "Senior Song, I was deliberately clumsy before, I was too lazy to move, I will tell you about my own calculations now?"

Song Yuyao nodded and said, "I want to hear about it." ”

After listening to Wei Wei's plan, the old man listened quite disappreciatively at first, especially the shortcut to the officialdom of the landscape, taking the sword to the edge, it is by no means a long-term way, but when Wei Weiwen crepe came out of a "true source", especially the sentence "The gods of the landscape, where the spirit is, are sincere in the hearts of the people", the old man was speechless, and he couldn't refute it at all, Song Yuyao looked at this confident mountain god Niangniang, stunned for a long time, and wondered: "Wei Wei, why do you seem to have a brain suddenly?"

Wei Wei raised his head, laughed, wiped his mouth, and waved his hand, "The small skill of carving insects is not worth mentioning, I have only played three or four successes." ”

Song Yujiao got up and said with a smile: "This is the best, I won't come here to wander around in the future." ”

When I was young, I felt that it was just a few steps away from the landscape, and as soon as I got old, I was far away.

Wei Wei looked at the white-haired old man with a stiff figure, sighed, restrained his smile, and said sincerely: "I can't hide it, this method was taught to me by Chen Ping'an, where did I want to get this." ”

Song Yu snorted, nodded, looked calm, and said indifferently: "I guessed it a long time ago." ”

The old man turned and left.

The tall woman came to the mountain god Niangniang and sighed: "The old Song seniors are really like gods. ”

Wei Wei scolded with a smile: "He guessed a fart, didn't you notice that Song Yuyao was swaying up the mountain and running down the mountain?"

The old man did not go straight to his mountain temple, but went back to the town near Zhuangzi in the old days, and found the restaurant, where the old man sat in the old place.

The shopkeeper has changed people, and he has changed people, and his grandchildren are running the business, and the hot pot ingredients are actually a bit of a cut of corners, and they don't need to get off the pot and put chopsticks, Song Yuyaki knows that it is no longer the taste of the past, but Song Yuyaki didn't say much, there is nothing to say. On the contrary, I hope that this restaurant with a less authentic taste of hot pot will have a better business in the future, and I can't wait until one day I make enough money to pay attention to it again.

The young shopkeeper, even if he recognized Song Yuyao, the old sword saint of the Combing Water Country who had an excellent relationship with his grandfather, but a large table of hot pot ingredients was placed, and after the young shopkeeper personally served them to the table one by one, he was inevitably a little weak-hearted, so he was not embarrassed to have a relationship with the old man, said a few polite words, and left quickly.

Song Yuyao didn't ask for two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, but asked for two wine glasses, one wine glass was placed across the table, and he didn't pour wine, the old man took a sip of wine and scolded a few words, the stinky boy dared to hide from himself, drink the northwest wind and go to you, I will kill you with greed.

After just a few glasses of wine, the old man couldn't help but stand up, went to fill the wine glass, sat down again, and muttered a word, vague, and didn't know whether it was a scolding or something.

Song Yujiao suddenly turned his head and said with a smile: "Why are you two here?"

It is grandson Song Fengshan and granddaughter-in-law Liu Qian.

The two sat down, and Song Fengshan said with a smile: "It was Wei Wei who sent the letter, after receiving the letter, on the way here, Liu Qian bet with me, saying that grandpa, you will definitely come here first." I didn't believe it, so I punished myself with three glasses. ”

Song Yuyao said angrily: "If you want to drink, just say it." ”

Song Fengshan drank wine, Liu Qian soaked in hot pot, but they didn't speak.

The old man endured it for a long time, and laughed angrily: "Say!Have you already seen that kid?!"

Song Fengshan and his wife looked at each other and smiled, and then Song Fengshan gathered their voices into a line and said something to his grandfather.

Song Yuyao listened carefully, didn't drink, didn't put down the chopsticks, after listening, the old man silently took a big chopstick, drank the wine in the cup, and looked at the empty seat across the table, the full wine glass.

The old man put down the wine glass and chopsticks, looked left and right, saw the grandson and granddaughter-in-law who were very good, smiled, slowly closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and finally looked at the empty position, some of his vision was blurred, and the old man said softly: "It's a pity that I can't go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and I don't see the demeanor of the hidden official sword immortal." ”

Song Yuyao picked up the wine glass and chopsticks again, and laughed: "Hot pot is wine, and the rivers and lakes are still the same!"

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Nanpo Saozhou, an ordinary mountain on the shore of the sea, is just a veritable knot, barely a place to practice, even if it is a mountain and wild cultivation in the lower five realms, in fact, it will not be so simple.

The three adjacent thatched huts are inhabited by three Upper Five Realms, two of whom are still sword immortals.

Lu Zhi, Shao Yunyan, the sword immortal of Chunwan Zhai, and Mrs. Yan of the upside-down mountain plum garden.

After someone sacrificed a sword on the side of Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, Lu Zhi got up and walked out of the hut, squinting his eyes and looking at the southeast.

After Shao Yunyan and Yan Yan walked out of the house one after another, Lu Zhi said, "The hidden official has returned." ”

Madame Yanyan's face stiffened.

Shao Yunyan burst out laughing.

The handsome old sword immortal Qi Tingji chose the location of the sect, and unexpectedly, it was neither the Middle-earth Divine Continent, which had the most vast mountains and rivers, nor the Vast Continent where the God of Wealth Lord Liu was located, but the Nanpo Continent where there was no more mellowness.

Qi Tingji often came here to chat with Lu Zhi. is not hidden, it is clearly hoped that Lu Zhi will serve as the chief worshipper, even if he takes a step back, it doesn't hurt to be a sect cleaner.

Lu Zhi naturally didn't want to be the offering, as for the guest secretary who had no constraints, it was actually between the two.

After all, both sides are sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Qi Tingji's sword again and again in the vast world has indeed not disappointed. Especially on Chen Chun'an's last journey from Nanpo Suozhou to the sea, Qi Tingji was alone, fighting for that mellow Confucian, fighting with a sword to protect the way.

In the end, Chen Chun'an successfully left the bearded swordsman Liu Cha in the Haoran world, so that the throne demon could not return to the wild world.

But the vast world, especially the Middle Earth Divine Continent, still has a lot of criticism of this mellow Confucian who lives inexplicably and dies inexplicably, and feels that the overall situation has been decided, and even a great demon of the Ascension Realm has not been killed. Chen Chun'an, who shoulders the sun and moon like an ornament, does not die when he should die, does not live when he can live, does not send charcoal in the snow, and wants to be the icing on the cake, it is simply a matter of regretting his life and fearing death to a realm, and finally cherishing his feathers has reached a point where he can not be repeated, a big war, except for barely protecting the mountains and rivers of Nanpo Zhou, there is no achievement...... In today's wild world, even if there is one more Liu Cha, what can it do?

If it weren't for Qi Tingji's sword in the Middle Earth Divine Continent for this, he would only complain even more.

The person who was asked by Qi Tingji about the sword, after receiving a sword, still had extremely hard bones, and said that even if Liu Cha was in the wild world, gathered his luck, and entered the fourteen realms, what would it be? Then Xiao Chu was not the same as the sword cultivator of the fourteen realms? It was not the same that he was driven to the battlefield outside the sky left and right, and he has not returned so far, and he has never been able to go to the wild world...... So Qi Tingji, who was too lazy to talk about it, rewarded the monk with a sword again.

A jade realm, Qi Tingji had to hand over two swords, but he could only be seriously injured, not killed.

This made Qi Tingji return to Nanpo Suozhou, and after coming here to find Lu Zhi, he did not persuade her to join his sect for the first time, but just drank silently.

If it was Lu Zhi, he would probably kill that Jade Pu Realm with a sword, and then simply return to the site of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Lu Zhi is in this vast world, and the only two who are willing to talk a little more are the two around her at the moment. Among them, Yan Yan has always spoken in a roundabout way, and most of the meaning is to persuade Lu Zhi to agree, to be a guest, and he is a fellow villager, so he should not refuse. Shao Yunyan resolutely objected, Shao Yunyan didn't dare to say it too directly, worried that when he went out alone, he would be inexplicably stabbed if he was not careful. Therefore, Shao Yunyan only said that Qi Lao Sword Immortal has excellent swordsmanship, so naturally he doesn't need Mr. Lu to add icing on the cake.

"Qi Tingji is right, his sect has to have a sword immortal who doesn't pay much attention to the rules, and I will agree to him as a guest secretary. ”

Lu Zhi said: "Shao Yunyan, you take Yan Yan and travel to the Middle Earth Divine Continent together, and then go around to Beiju Luzhou, and finally go to see the hidden official." ”

Shao Yunyan nodded, "That's the best, otherwise the intention will be too obvious." ”

As for whether Lu Zhi should be the guest or not, Shao Yunyan actually didn't have much thought, he was just unaccustomed to his faceless behavior before.

Mrs. Yan said tentatively: "Mr. Lu, I'd better stay here with you?"

Lu Zhi said indifferently: "You guys leave immediately." ”

Mrs. Yan Yan was full of complaints, she really didn't want to see the hidden official. Last time, there was a plum garden missing, but what about this time?

Shao Yunyan took a deep breath, since they knew that the hidden official had finally returned to the Haoran world, then Xie Songhua of the Bright Continent, Song Ping of the Golden Jiazhou, and Li Cai of the Northern Luzhou...... All the Haoran Sword Immortals who walked through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, with the sword sacrifice in Taiping Mountain, should know about this.

Howling Continent.

In his early years, he suddenly agreed to be a female sword immortal enshrined by the Liu family, and Xie Songhua returned to Lei Gong Temple from the ancestor hall of the Liu family. Xie Songhua even specially reminded the Liu family that whenever there is a discussion, regardless of the size, remember the flying sword to send a message, as long as she is in the Bright Continent, she will definitely arrive. She is a decent offering, and she has to make a contribution, even if she doesn't have the opportunity to contribute, she should make suggestions.

According to the general mountain sect, the early belly is slandered, but the Liu family in the white continent, no matter how big or small the discussion, will really fly the sword to send a message to Xie Songhua, and change the method to give money again and again, after many times, not to mention the fairy money consumed by the two descendants of the disciples to practice the sword, even Xie Songhua's own share, there is no shortage of money, Xie Songhua is inevitably a little reluctant to go, this time leaving the Liu Patriarch Hall, I asked Liu Jubao, is there the kind of enemy that Liu wants to cut, and it is not suitable to cut, she came, quietly go back and forth.

Liu Jubao said no.

Now the three masters and apprentices almost regard Lei Gong Temple as half of their home.

Pei Axiang doesn't care at all, it's not deserted, and it's not too noisy, it's actually not bad.

It's some of the words of that woman sword fairy, which makes people unbearable, what Ah Xiang, you look so handsome, it's a pity not to find a man.

Today, Xie Songhua's imperial sword fell outside the gate of Lei Gong Temple, and the two disciples were looking forward to it.

As soon as Pei Axiang saw Xie Songhua, she immediately got up and returned to the temple.

After Xie Songhua landed, she joked: "Do you want Master to help you find a teacher?"

Chao Du suddenly said, "It turns out that the master is not a woman?"

Raised his face helplessly, "So you're a fool?"

Xie Songhua stopped joking, and said in her heart: "Master will take you to Aquarius Continent. ”

Zhuhai Cave Sky, Qingshen Mountain.

Chun Qing lay on the railing, his hands on his cheeks.

A woman with blue sideburns walking barefoot.

She looked at the only disciple who traveled thousands of miles and smiled.

Once she was so bored, lying on the green bamboo railing in a daze, and then a more boring scoundrel popped out, resting her head on the railing, and then turning her head to the side of her face, squinting her eyes, with a serious face, her eyes were not taken away, and she was not a serious person when she opened her mouth, "This sister, be careful to collapse the railing." But it's okay, if Qingshen Mountain is looking for you to lose money, just report my name, remember, my name is Ah Liang, kind Liang!"

When she stood up, he also stood up, leaned against the railing, and smiled brightly, "You shouldn't be the lady of Qingshen Mountain, otherwise my sister is so good-looking, if I were that mountain god lady, I would definitely be so jealous that I scratched my liver, and I couldn't allow you to be a neighbor, squatting at your bedside in the middle of the night every day, poking your face with a bamboo stick, but I wouldn't really poke it, after all, even if it's a woman, when she sees you, she will like it...... I think you're probably not the mountain god lady anymore, do you know why? Haha, it's very simple, I actually have a relationship with her, hehe, you know. ”

The man raised his hands, squeezed his eyebrows, and poked his thumb at each other, "This, good old man." ”

She asked him, "Are you looking for death?"

A Flying Ascension Realm, she is sitting on the top of the mountain again. A bamboo sea cave sky, tens of millions of green bamboos, can be turned into flying swords, so she is equal to half a sword cultivation.

The man was shy and shy, glanced at the room on the side of the corridor, as if he didn't dare to look at her, bowed his head slightly, seemed to be smiling, and wanted to speak.

The last man, when he fled against the wind, held his ass.

Chunqing came back to his senses, looked up and asked, "Master, that Ah Liang, why did you go to the Western Buddha Kingdom inexplicably?"

She smiled and said, "It's good to be a monk." ”

Beiju Luzhou.

Caique Mansion, a tea shop at the foot of the mountain.

Opposite the female patriarch of the law, a handsome man in a white robe had a lazy posture, sitting without sitting, almost lying on the table.

Wu Yu said helplessly: "Yu Mi, can you be more restrained?"

The Jindan Sword Cultivator named Yu Mi, who had served as the nominal guest of Caique Mansion for many years, yawned and said aggrievedly: "Sister Wuyu, what's wrong, I didn't say a word, I didn't have a squint, just take a walk on the mountain, it's not good." ”

Wu Yu handed him a cup of tea, lifted the teacup and put it down, stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows, "You are a scourge, if you continue like this, the reputation of our Caique Mansion will be ruined." Even if you don't provoke them, but those little girls who are not deeply involved in the world, everyone has a love for beauty, and you are a Jindan sword cultivator......"

Speaking of which, probably Wu Yu also felt that he couldn't complain about this Yu Mi from Luoluo Mountain, this guy was indeed too good-looking, and he really didn't provoke anyone, but it was just a sparse and ordinary cliff overlook, or a heavy snow to enjoy the scenery, wearing a white dress and holding a green bamboo cane, or the heavy rain was pouring down, holding an umbrella and walking slowly, twisting peach branches by hand...... This sword Xiu Yumi, his mother didn't speak, it is equivalent to talking, the key is that silence is better than sound......

Yu Mi was even more aggrieved, lying on the table, twisting the teacup with his fingers, "It is said that your sword cultivation in Beiju Luzhou is like a cloud, and sword immortals are everywhere, and I have the courage to use the name of Jindan Sword Cultivation, I knew that I would not hit a swollen face and become fat, and honestly be my Qi practitioner in the Sea Viewing Realm." ”

After Yu Mi arrived at Caique Mansion, he didn't make a move.

Therefore, Wu Yu still can't determine Yu Mi's true realm until now, but she can be sure that the other party is not a sea viewing realm, and it is very likely that it is a hidden Yuanying sword cultivator.

And Yu Mi seems to care about that Zhao Luan very much, but it is not the kind of relationship between men and women, but like an elder, protecting the way for the younger generation.

In this way, the proud disciple of the mansion master, Liu Baobao, seems to be a little wrong. Liu Baobao and Zhao Luan originally had a very good relationship, but now they are a little awkward.

Liu Baobao had a cold face, walked from the bottom of the mountain to the tea shop, and put a secret letter on the table.

Mi Yu's eyes lit up, his hands were folded, and he read the words, and then he opened the secret letter, almost burst into tears on the spot, and he couldn't hold back, turned his head and said gratefully to the Liu treasure: "Miss Liu, great kindness, there is no way to repay, who dares to bully you in the future, except for the Lord of the Sun Mansion, except for Sister Wuyu, except for all the earth immortals in Beiju Luzhou, and then you can talk to me generously, I will keep and beat the other party......"

Liu Baobao just looked at him stunned.

Isn't it you who is the most badly beaten?

Mi Yu knew the answer in the girl's eyes, but she still pretended to be stupid, but she didn't say anything, Mi Yu carefully put away the secret letter from Piyun Mountain, stood up, took a deep breath, and finally could go back.

Suddenly, the three sword cultivators came, and Wu Yu and Liu Baobao hurriedly got up.

It turned out to be a female sword fairy, duckweed sword lake, and the sect leader Li Cai.

He was followed by two descendants, the extremely young Jindan Realm Sword Cultivator Chen Li, and the relatively young Dragon Gate Realm Sword Cultivator Gao Youqing.

Chen Li smiled, and said with a heartfelt smile: "Isn't this the Mi Da Sword Immortal, the style is better than in the past, and I am almost blind with a pair of dog eyes." ”

Listen, how familiar it is, it is worthy of being a little hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

You can't even scold back.

Miyu really likes these, it's been a long time.

After Li Cai greeted the two female cultivators of Caique Mansion, chatted politely, and said to Mi Yu in his heart: "If I don't go to Aquarius, there will be a Laomi Sword Immortal to escort the two of them to Luoluo Mountain." ”

Mi Yu said: "I have to go to Yunshang City first and take Zhao Shuxia with me." ”

Li Cai waved his hand, "Even if you bring all the female cultivators of Caique Mansion, I don't care about you, but I said in advance, if you dare to hook up with Youqing, I will kill you." Even if you don't hook up, as long as Youqing has thoughts about you, I will hack you to death. ”

Mi Yu smiled: "Li Jianxian doesn't know, some girls, as soon as I look at the way they look at me, I know if they belong to their hearts." ”

Li Cai sighed: "You don't have the face to say a serious thing, is it the natal power of your flying sword?"

Mi Yu smiled and nodded, and then asked, "You really don't see that Zhou Worship?"

Li Cai scolded: "Dead bastard with no conscience, it's right for him to come and see me." ”

Miyu nodded vigorously, "Reasonable!"

Aquarius.

A new branch of the Dali Dynasty, a Hanlin editor surnamed Cao, suddenly fell ill, quietly left the capital, and took a ferry to Niujiaoshan Ferry at a Xianjia ferry.

In addition, one by one, the descendants of Luoluo Mountain, the worship, the guest, and the people who were good friends with Luoluo Mountain began to set off one after another.

On the Yunzhou ferry, Jiang Shangzhen sat on the railing and said with a smile: "I thought you would fight two fights in a row." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head.

At that time, in the Jidu Temple, he and Wang Zhu were just chatting from a distance through the window, inside and outside the house.

She asked, "Why did you break the contract?"

Chen Ping'an asked a rhetorical question, "You have thought about it, do you really want to be this blasphemous?"

As a result, neither side gave an answer.

Wang Zhu returned to the waters of the Great Blasphemy and continued his retreat.

The Yunzhou ferry slowly docked at the Niujiaoshan ferry.

Pei Qian and Jiang Shangzhen were followed by nine sword immortal embryos.

But Chen Ping'an left the ship early and landed.

Fell on a mountain path, and finally walked on the two small graves, kneeling and kowtowing.

Then he took out the small bags and began to add soil to the grave.

The man in green shirts, who was no longer confused, poured a pot of wine in front of the grave, knelt on one knee, bent over, lowered his head, and spoke silently in his heart.

In the end, the man trembled slightly, wrinkled his face, and laughed softly: "Dad, mother, don't worry, except for being away from home for a long time, it has actually been very good all these years outside." ”

Chen Ping'an was silent for a long time and stayed in place for a long time.

By the time he got up and slowly descended the mountain, it was already twilight, and by the time Chen Ping'an made a slight detour, went to the former immortal tomb, took a look at it from a distance, and then walked back to the end of Mud Bottle Lane, it was already late at night.

took out a bunch of keys, opened the courtyard door with the still brand new Spring Festival couplets on both sides, gently closed the courtyard door that was still attached to the door god, and then opened the door, looked up at the spring word, and entered the house, Chen Ping'an lit a lamp on the table, lay on the table, originally wanted to keep vigil, but one was careless, so he fell asleep.

I don't know how many days and nights I slept.

At dawn that day, Chen Ping'an sat up, although he was a little sleepy-eyed, he still got up slowly and found that there was only one Pei Qian outside the door.

Pei Qian said with a smile: "I stopped Sister Nuanshu and Millet Grains and asked them to wait for Master at the foot of Ji Se Peak." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Is it today?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "More people are at the door of the Patriarch Hall, and they have all arrived." The little brothers are here, and they are probably still napping on the ground at this time. ”

If it weren't for Wei Shanjun's ban on mountains and rivers, it is estimated that the entire Beiyue realm would have noticed the meteorological anomalies of his own Ji Se Peak at this time.

Chen Ping'an closed the door of the house and the courtyard door, stood in the mud bottle alley, and said, "Keep up." ”

A green shirt swayed up, and a black shirt followed.

The two of them landed at the gate of Ji Se Peak.

The girl in the pink skirt and the little girl in black, one returned from the lotus root blessed land, the warm tree gave a blessing, shouted to the master, and the other grinned so much that the dustpan couldn't close their mouths.

Chen Ping'an squinted and smiled, with a small head in one hand, rubbed it gently, and said with a smile: "Go, go up the mountain." ”

When a green shirt with a hosta appeared at the top of the steps, he found that outside the Patriarch Hall of Ji Sefeng, there were dozens of his own students, disciples, Luoluo Mountain worshippers, Keqing, and their respective re-disciples, and friends.

Compared to the first Ji Se Peak Ancestor Hall, there are too many more people.

Chen Ping'an slowly moved forward, and finally stopped, he looked a little dazed for a while.

Pei Qian walked forward quickly with Nuan Shu and millet grains, walked towards the crowd, and then turned to face Chen Ping'an together.

The mountain wind is blowing, and a green shirt with a sword on his back is fluttering.

Facing the crowd in front of him.

Chen Ping'an, the mountain master, faced everyone and suddenly clenched his fists and saluted.

The people on the opposite side returned the salute solemnly.

Chen Ping'an took the lead in stepping through the gate of the Patriarch Hall.

Inside the Patriarch Hall of Ji Sefeng.

Hanging three hanging portraits, Wen Sheng, Qi Jingchun, Cui Cheng.

A green shirt stood at the front, holding incense in both hands.

Behind Chen Ping'an.

It is the student Cui Dongshan, the disciple Pei Qian, and the student Cao Qinglang.

Luoluo Mountain has a long life, and Wei Wenlong is in the account.

Zhu Yong, a martial artist in the top of the mountain, Lu Baixiang in the far travel realm, Jin Dan bottleneck sword cultivation on the right side of Sui, and Wei Xian in the far travel realm.

Chen Lingjun, Chen Ruchu, Shi Rou.

Luoluo Mountain protects the mountain and enshrines, and the right protector Zhou rice grain.

Jiang went, Zhang Jiazhen. Zhao Shuxia, Zhao Luan.

Cen Yuanji, Yuanbao, Yuanlai. The real name is Zhou Junchen's Ah Secret.

Immortal Realm Sword Cultivator Jiang Shangzhen. The peak of the far travel realm grows autumn. The bottleneck of the Jade Pu Realm is the sword cultivation of Miyu. Yuan Ying Sword Cultivation Cui Wei.

Named and enshrined, blind Taoist Jia Sheng, Zhao Denggao, Tian Jiu'er. Beiju Luzhou Phi Ma Sect Yuan Infant Monk Du Wensi, Jindan Sword Repair Pang Lanxi.

Pei Xiang, the lord of the fox country, Yuanying Shui Jiaohong, Qidun Mountain Yunzi.

Nine sword immortal embryos, He Gu, Yu Xianhui, Cheng Chaolu, Nalan Yumu, Yao Xiaoyan, Yu Qingzhang, He Xiangting, Bai Xuan, Sun Chunwang.

Spectators.

Liu Xianyang. There are also Li Er, Li Liu, and Han Chengjiang. Lin Shouyi, Yu Lu, thank you, Dong Shuijing.

Beiyue Mountain Jun Wei Barberry. Taihui Sword Sect Liu Jinglong, disciple Bai Shou. Dong Gu, the founding disciple of the Longquan Sword Sect. Aoyu back Liu Chongrun. Old Dragon City Fan Er, Mrs. Gui, disciple Jin Su. Sun Jiashu. Duckweed Jianhu passed on Chen Li, Gao Youqing. Shao Yunyan, the sword immortal of Chunwan Zhai, is the lady of the upside-down mountain. Shujian Lake True Realm Sect Li Furui, Zhou Caizhen. Wei Yusong, the god of wealth of the Phi Ma Sect. Sun Qing, the master of Caique Mansion, and his disciple Liu Baobao. Xu apricot wine in Yunshang City, named for Huan Yun. Xie Songhua, the sword immortal of the Bright Continent, the disciple raised the form, morning and dusk. Fengxue Temple Great Sword Immortal Wei Jin. Refers to the Xuanfeng Yuan Ling Temple. Jinwu Palace Yuan Ying Sword Cultivation Willow Quality. Middle-earth Shenzhou Yu Lifu, Shao Yuan Dynasty Lin Junbi.

Today's Ji Sefeng Patriarch Hall.

There are a lot of sword cultivation, and there are a lot of martial arts.

And the mountain lord who stood at the forefront, Chen Ping'an, who returned from a long trip, was not only a sword immortal, but also a stop. He is not only the mountain master of Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius, but also the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the closed disciple of the Holy Line of Haoran Tianxia.

Soon the whole world will know that the hidden official Chen Shiyi is called Chen Ping'an.