There was a farce at the bow of the ship, with thunder and rain.

Because the sword cultivator sacrificed the natal flying sword, and it was an abnormal two, and in the end, there was no blood?

The spectators didn't find it too enjoyable.

The ferry carried a small two hundred people, and there was a lot of discussion for a while, for the Qingluan people, whether it was the spectrum immortal master who traveled down the mountain, the mountain and the wild cultivator who ran for profit, or the dignitaries who took their families to expand their horizons, it was not uncommon to take the fairy ferry, the sea of clouds was rolling, Picturesque scenery such as cranes soaring, seeing too much is what it is, but it is better to witness this kind of conflict to make people feel refreshed, each holding their own opinions, compared to the two parties to a light cloud, a hidden head and tail, they chatted very energetically, their views were chaotic, and in the end they roughly agreed, they all felt that the young sword cultivator was too domineering, such a trivial matter, why not hurt people, and it can be solved by making the identity of the sword cultivator clear, and he has to kick the man to the ground, what is it that is not domineering?

There was only a little girl who was taken by her parents to travel through the mountains and rivers, and she said in a daze, isn't it the guy who was beaten who is at fault first?

The adults who watched the excitement nearby, including her parents, who were very well-connected among the Qingluan family, just didn't hear this child's innocent words. Continue to speculate about the origin of that young sword cultivator, is it a Li Shujing's Wind Thunder Garden, or is it a sword aura of Zhengyang Mountain? Or it is cynical, saying that this legendary sword cultivator is amazing, he is young, and his temper is really not small, maybe one day he will meet an even more unreasonable earth immortal, and sooner or later he will have to suffer.

The little girl said timidly, if the big brother who wore a white robe with a sword on his back didn't have the ability to be around, wouldn't he have been bullied by that big group of people?

Adults still ignore a child's childish opinion, what can a big child understand.

No one paid any attention to her, and the little girl was a little angry, and ran to a place near the railing of the bow of the boat where there were few people, and looked out on tiptoe, and those clouds, like the largest marshmallow in the world, saw that she was greedy, stretched out her hand, made a few grasping gestures, and then stuffed it into her mouth, patted her stomach, and was satisfied, so that she would not sulk with those adults. She actually wanted to play with the peer who looked like a little black charcoal, but she was not embarrassed at that time, and her father and mother had told her that she couldn't be as casual as she was in her own house when she got on this boat, and then something so big happened, she didn't dare to come over.

The little girl suddenly found that next to the railing not far away, the person was very good-looking, more in line with the Yushu Linfeng mentioned in the book than the big brother who was protecting the black charcoal girl before.

That person is about the same age, but the whole person still gives people a vague impression, young and vibrant.

He turned his head to meet her eye, and the little girl quickly turned her head and pretended to enjoy the view.

The man smiled, and the little girl stretched out her hand to a floating white cloud shaped like a mountain peak near the ferry, and then the snow-white mountain shook slightly, and then a white line shining in the sunlight swam into the man's hand, and kneaded his hands into a ball of thread, and he smiled and stretched out to the little girl, as if asking if she wanted to taste it, and the little girl shook her head vigorously, and the man threw it into her mouth.

The little girl was amazed, opened her mouth wide, and admired.

It's a good-looking fairy, alas.

The man was lying on the railing, doing nothing.

This time he took leave and went out, not only to relax, but also to take a closer look at the young man who was very likely to be the same person from the same school.

He is the governor of Qingluan State, Wei Liang.

He is not only the earth immortal monk who set up a bureau to encircle and suppress scalpers and trap Ye Xiu, but also the gatekeeper of the capital in this debate of Buddhism in Qingluan Kingdom.

The debate on Buddhism and Taoism has not really ended, so Wei Liang, the governor of the capital who is older than Qingluan Guozuo, the right-hand man of the founding emperor of Qingluan State, and the number one strategist in the past, resigned from His Majesty the current emperor this time, even if Tang Li was reluctant, after all, there was no Wei Liang sitting in the capital, and now the situation in Qingluan Country is extremely complicated, and there are tigers and wolves on the side of the couch, but this Tang Emperor can only agree hard.

After the founding of Emperor Taizu of Qingluan, he built an attic and hung portraits for the twenty-four founding heroes, and the ranking of "Wei Qian" was actually not high, but the grandsons of the other twenty-three civil and military generals died, and Wei Qian just changed his name to Wei Liang.

This Xianjia ferry, named "Tsing Yi", looks similar to the warships of the secular dynasty on those huge lakes and rivers, the speed is not fast, and it will make a detour, in order to let half of the ferry passengers go to those famous Xianjia mountains to have fun, and at a certain fishing platform above the sea of clouds, with a fishing rod specially made of strange wood refining, to fish for birds and birds and flying fish; to enjoy the magnificent scene of sunrise and sunset on the top of a certain high mountain lined with inns; to go to a certain immortal sect to collect a lot of money to buy seeds, Then they were handed over to the peasant monks to cultivate and plant pots of exotic flowers and plants, and after they were retrieved, they were put in their own courtyards to admire, or officialdom and bribes. There are also some mountains, deliberately raising some mountain fairies, birds and beasts, there will be monks who are responsible for taking the rich people who like to hunt, accompany them throughout the process, go up the mountain and into the water, and "wade into danger" to capture them.

Wei Liang has actually been alone in the years when Qingluan was full of flowers.

The Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, every time the Ming media is marrying a wife, it is just a pretense, so there are no heirs.

In a trance, so many years.

Wei Liang squatted down and said with a smile: "Little girl, what's your name?"

The little girl hesitated, "My name is Yuan Yanxu." ”

Wei Liang nodded and said: "Words must have things and prefaces, so it seems that there are elders in your family who were admirers of the Tongcheng faction's 'Yifa Theory' back then, and this vein of knowledge has been silent for many years, so I guess it shouldn't be your father's name, it's your grandfather, right?"

The little girl's eyes widened, and she admired this person even more, can you guess this?

Wei Liang smiled and asked, "Let's talk?"

The little girl trotted a few steps and squatted beside him, "Sir, you say, I listen." ”

In the distance, the little girl's mother had a worried face, and she was about to take her daughter back to her side.

The woman's husband, an elegant middle-aged scribe, also planned to do so, and on the fairy ferry, there was no one who was a simple person.

It's just that the old guest of the family who accompanied them shook his head at the middle-aged Confucian and said softly: "Maybe it's an immortal family chance, we'd better wait and see what happens." ”

The couple was a little relieved, and at the same time had some expectations.

Wei Liang simply sat cross-legged, his hands on his knees, and the Xianjia ferry sailed into a sea of clouds, like a snow-white river outside the railing, becoming a veritable ferry.

Wei Liang first asked the little girl Yuan Yanxuan about her opinion on the previous turmoil, and the little girl said her thoughts.

Seeing this fairy gentleman nodding, Yuan Yanxu was a little happy, and finally there was someone who recognized his opinion.

Wei Liang said slowly: "You children who are not deeply involved in the world are all ...... How to say it, just like a piece of porcelain that is the most beautiful but has the most fragile porcelain, whether it will be elegant in the future, or reduced to a broken jar by the well, it depends on whether it is well taught, if it is well taught, the shape will be correct, and if it is not taught well, it will be crooked. ”

"Words and deeds, and the latter is more important, words are false, teaching by example is true, because children may not be able to understand the adult's truth, but the most curious about the world, to the child's ears can listen, pretend to be reasonable, it is difficult, the child sees more in his eyes, it is easier to remember the general appearance of the world, relatively shallow, black and white, immature but particularly valuable, so imperceptibly, he is unconscious, bit by bit, year by year, the world in his mind is stereotyped, and it is difficult to change. ”

"So some inexplicable measures that seem to be against the impression of others when they grow up are actually traced for a long time. At a critical moment of the grinder, the words and deeds of parents are very important, a sentence that does something wrong but can't scold the idea of reprimand, or does something wrong, simply feels that their children are too young, and chooses to turn a blind eye, and in the end, it is not harming others and harming themselves and children. Therefore, rewards and punishments should be clear, and parents should learn to set rules for their children. Benevolence and righteousness are the foundation of reason. Punishment is the end of reason. ”

Wei Liang spoke steadily, not in a hurry or slowly.

The little girl listened attentively, blinking occasionally.

Wei Liang continued: "So when I was young, my parents taught my children benevolence and righteousness by example, and when I was a little older, Mr. Xueshu taught my disciples benevolence and righteousness in books. The two complement each other, the former teaches in practice, and the latter teaches in a high place, both are indispensable, and it is not possible to tear each other down. ”

The little girl remained silent, and she didn't know if she could understand it.

But when others speak, listen with their ears up and don't interject, and the little girl still understands.

Wei Liang turned his head and asked with a smile: "Do you know who is relatively willing to listen to people's reasoning?"

The little girl shook her head.

Wei Liang asked himself, "At the beginning, children listened to their parents. Then the students listened to Mr. When they grow up, the weak listen to the strong, the poor listen to the rich, and the courtiers listen to the king, just like the bottom of the mountain listens to the mountain, and the mountain listens to the top of the mountain. Then the question is, if the strong say something wrong, but the weak take all the words and truths of the strong as a guideline, what should we do? Morality and righteousness are already difficult to be effective, and there needs to be a law, and there must be something in the world, which is more awe-inspiring than all the immortal magic on the mountain, so that the so-called strong people are bound by their hands and feet, and these people are like children who make mistakes and are afraid of the reprimand of their parents, like the feather duster and precept ruler of the teacher, and when they make a mistake, they will immediately knock on the palm of their hands, knowing that it hurts. ”

Wei Liang smiled brightly, "I don't understand, right?"

Of course she didn't understand, and there was a mess of mud in her little head, "Hmm!"

Wei Liang laughed and said: "You actually listened to it, but you didn't understand it for the time being, but it was all in your heart, and it was better than many adults, they often suffered losses, but they just learned some cleverness in dealing with the world." Little girl, although your cultivation qualifications are average, but now that your family is well-off, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and it is unlikely that there will be a big change in your heart. ”

Yuan Yanxu was a little shy.

This kind of thing is married, when I was at home, I played with my peers, and every time I would find a piece of red satin and put it on the head of the "bride", if the "husband" was the little nerd in the Liu Mansion next door, she would laugh more, if it was the little fat dun in the Ma Mansion, she would not want to laugh.

Wei Liang stretched out a finger, "For the sake of you being so smart and sensible, remember one thing." When you grow up, if you encounter a great difficulty that you feel your family can't handle, remember to go to the Dadu Governor's Mansion in the south of the capital and find someone named Wei Liang. Well, if it's urgent, it's okay to send a letter. ”

Yuan Yanxu said timidly: "Sir, that is many years later, or forget it?"

Wei Liang shook his head and smiled: "You can't think so, time is like water, in the blink of an eye, you will grow up, and in the blink of an eye, you will ...... again."

Probably already old and dead.

It's just that this kind of inappropriate language, Wei Liang didn't say it.

Wei Liang smiled and said: "Are good people being bullied by others, and are they not good people? Do evil people only be bad people if they are evil? A gentleman can be bullied in a way that thinks it is right to bully a gentleman? This is not right." ”

"It's just that the good and evil of people are too complicated, even if they determine right and wrong, how to deal with it is still a big trouble. Just like the turmoil on the ferry today, if the young man with the sword on his back patiently reasoned with that group of people, would people listen to it? Listen to it with their mouths and approve it in their hearts? Then what is the point of saying it or not saying it? Because what those people are willing to listen to is not the real truth, but the current situation, the two sides have parted ways, the situation is gone, the country is easy to change, and everything is business as usual. Maybe sit down and reason well, but instead get into a mess...... Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's take a look at the sea of clouds more comfortably. ”

These are actually more of Wei Liang's self-talk, and I don't expect the little girl to understand.

In fact, it is useless to listen to the father and mother who are replaced by the preface of the yuanyan, not because they don't understand, but because they feel that the world is like this, and talking about these things is not as good as the clear talk of the metaphysics that is thousands of miles away from the ground.

Wei Liang was already an earth immortal more than 200 years ago, but in order to promote his own learning, he planned to use the transformation of the customs and customs of a country as an opportunity for his own enlightenment and contemplation. So at that time, he assumed the pseudonym "Wei Qian" and came to the southeast of Aquarius to help the Tang Taizu of Qingluan State to open the country, and then assisted generation after generation of Tang emperors to legislate.

In this way, not to mention the hard work, and the progress was slow, and even during the two emperors, there was a long way to turn back.

This disappointed Wei Liang.

Wei Liang finally left with a smile, just reminding the little girl to keep it a secret in the matter of letters and the governor's mansion.

Yuan Yanxu's father and mother and the family guest came to the little girl after Wei Liang's figure disappeared and began to ask about the details of the conversation.

The little girl did not dare to hide it, but at first she also thought of keeping it a secret, and promised the gentleman not to say anything about the governor's mansion and letters.

It's just that he accidentally slipped his mouth and caught the clues for the old gentleman of the family, but he looked kind but secretly interrogated, Yuan Yanxu was entangled for a long time, and he couldn't resist his father's earnest questioning, so he had to talk to him.

The old guest was very happy, and whispered to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, saying that that person must be the worship monk of the Grand Governor! Maybe he was still a celebrity next to the Metropolitan Governor Wei!

The Yuan family is blessed!

The old guest of the Yuan family told the Confucian scholar that these mountain immortals have unpredictable temperaments, and they can't be speculated by common sense, so they must not draw snakes to add to them, visit and thank them or something, and they must not do it, and the Yuan family should not know anything.

The couple were very excited.

Only the little girl was full of guilt for the fairy gentleman, and squatted by the railing, feeling a little lost.

Wei Liang, who had already walked away, sighed.

This kind of trivial matter can't disappoint Wei Liang, let alone regret it because of it, it's just that there are no surprises. In the future, the Yuan family, who was only a second-rate family in the capital of Qingluan Kingdom, once he encountered trouble, even if the letter could not be sent to the Governor's Mansion, he would still help once.

However, the little girl named Yuan Yanxu had already lost an opportunity for the immortal family to embark on the path of cultivation.

It's just that Wei Liang also knows that for Yuan Yan Xu, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

It is not easy to get a stable place in the world.

Once you go up to the mountain and cultivate the Tao, you become a qi practitioner, once you start to wrestle with God, not mentioning the good and evil of humanity, as long as you are not strong-minded, it is often rare to have a good death.

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Chen Ping'an took Pei Qian's hand and returned to the ferry room.

Pei Qian said for the first time that he would copy an extra 500 words today.

Chen Ping'an didn't stop it, but just reminded that what he wrote today can't be counted as tomorrow.

Pei Qian puffed up his chest and said of course.

When copying the book, the little yellow gourd was put in her hand.

Chen Ping'an sat across the table and continued to look through a Legalist book that he bought after being reminded by Cui Dongshan, which is not a rare book, but it is one of the fundamental "seriousness" that supports the three religions and hundreds of schools. For example, the method of reading is thick and thin, as well as "finding relatives along the vine", as well as the trick of picking books, don't look at the hundreds of schools of thought, sweat and cattle, and the sea of books is endless, in fact, it is the most widely circulated Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism three teachings, and the books that really need to be worthy of the four words "open the book is beneficial", add up, no more than fifty, all the ordinary people in the world who are seventy years old, can be read carefully and repeatedly.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an's selection of three Legalist classics is just to ensure that the engraving is correct.

Today's incident, Pei Qian's most gratifying place for Chen Ping'an is still what Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian said before, "from the heart".

If you do something wrong, apologize to someone from the bottom of your heart.

And then there is today's Pei Qian, and the Pei Qian he saw for the first time in the lotus lotus blessed land, the world has been turned upside down, for example, from the turmoil to the storm, Pei Qian's only thought is to copy books.

Instead of turning around and cursing the gang for not dying well or something.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Pei Qian, hold down that guy's head, and almost threw you out, aren't you angry?"

"Angry. It's not on the way here, I scolded them to death in my stomach, eight big villains, each of them died differently, such as the guy who was taught by the master, accidentally broke his foot when he went out, fell off the ferry, snapped, and fell into a mess. According to the face of the old chef who gave me, the stinky girl who called the crouching silkworm thick and the drummer suddenly quarreled with someone, and then was slapped left and right, and finally beat people so that they couldn't find their teeth, haha, and the sharp-beaked monkey cheek, who had a bad stomach, and there was no Lang Zhong on the ferry, rolling all over the ground, screaming......"

Pei Qian was busy concentrating on copying books, and accidentally said what was in his heart, and suddenly woke up, with a bitter face, "Master, knock chestnuts, or pull your ears, and watch it." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't get angry, and asked with a smile: "Then what if ......?"

Pei Qian seemed to know what Chen Ping'an was going to ask, straightened his waist and said: "Master, don't worry, I just want to think about it, let myself be happy, even if I practice peerless swordsmanship and invincible boxing one day, I won't really do anything to these guys! At most, like Master, kick them." ”

Chen Ping'an asked curiously, "Why?"

Pei Qian had a natural look on his face, "I am your apprentice of Master, and I am still a great disciple of the Founding Mountain! I have the same knowledge as them, don't I embarrass Master? Besides, what a big deal, when I was a child, I beat and kicked people more times, I am now a rich man, or half a Jianghu person, the measure is great!"

Zhu Yong just took Shi Rou to push the door and stretched out his thumb, "Pei Nuxia's sycophant kung fu is becoming more and more perfect." ”

Pei Qian continued to bury herself in copying books, she was in a good mood today, and she was not like an old cook.

Chen Ping'an said to Zhu Yong: "Wait a minute, that group of people will definitely come to the door to apologize, you help me stop them, let them get out." ”

Pei Qian suddenly asked, "Master, why don't you see it, reason with them?"

Zhu Yong smiled: "You know a fart." ”

Pei Qian didn't talk back for the first time, grinning and snickering.

Last time on the path out of the Lion Park, she grabbed a fart for Zhu Yong and Shi Rou to guess, so you really know how to fart, old cook.

Zhu Yong stood beside Pei Qian, watching her copy books, and the chapter method of writing should have been learned from Chen Ping'an, and now she can barely write properly.

Zhu Yong watched her write meticulously, and said: "The young master talks well with this kind of person, they must be convinced in person, and they will definitely say some that they will not commit in the future." Turning around, he kicked his nose on his face, maybe he would be proud, and when he met people, he said that he didn't know the young master, got off the boat, and continued to mix with their rivers and lakes, and he had a sword cultivation friend who could be proved by anyone on the ferry, how not to make people jealous, do you think it's a trivial matter?"

Pei Qian raised his head and said suspiciously: "Why are we friends, aren't we enemies with them?"

Zhu Yong sat aside and said indifferently: "We know, but the rivers and lakes don't know." ”

Pei Qian stopped her pen and slapped the table with her other hand angrily, "Why are the rivers and lakes like this!"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Copy the book well, and strive to finish it in one go, and it's best not to be slow in the middle." ”

Pei Qian sighed and continued to copy the book.

Really.

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, most of them were pure martial artists from the third and fourth realms, and there was only one from the fifth realm.

Start knocking on the door.

After Zhu Yong opened the door, he kicked it out with a kick, "Don't come here to disturb the purity of my young master, and if you come here again, I'll see one shoot to death." ”

The group trembled, bowed their heads, and fled in a swarm of confessions.

In this corridor, almost half of the nearby rooms are open, and they are all curious about whether it will be a bloody splash of disagreement next, or the so-called beautiful talk in the book.

The result was such a situation that everyone found a little boring.

However, there are a few mountain and wild cultivators, but they feel better.

If it was really a blessing in disguise for those reckless men to cling to such a bottomless young sword cultivator, they would not have to die of redness.

looked at Chen Ping'an, who quietly watched Pei Qian copying books and making mistakes one stroke at a time.

Shi Rou suddenly had a feeling that her hundreds of years of ghost years had lived to dogs.

Isn't he not yet twenty years old?

For the subtleties of people's hearts, you shouldn't see it so thoroughly.

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned his head and asked with a smile: "You have been looking at me for a long time, what are you doing?"

Shi Rou was a little embarrassed and shook her head.

Seeing Chen Ping'an's strange face, Shi Rou was afraid that he would think about it, and mistakenly thought that he had something wrong with it, Shi Rou became more and more uncomfortable, got up suddenly, twisted his waist, and left.

Chen Ping'an was confused.

He just felt that giving a "Du Mao" such an eye would give him goosebumps.

Zhu Yong gloated and said: "The young master is really the dragon and phoenix among people, and the woman in the world meets a character like the young master, isn't it all about being mistaken for life?"

Chen Ping'an sighed, "Zhu Yong, sometimes, your sycophants are really not as good as Pei Qian's ears." ”

Zhu Yong smiled and said: "After all, Pei Qian is talented in such a thing, and the old slave is just an acquired effort." ”

Pei Qian copied the book, and didn't raise his head, but just said with an indignant expression: "Old cook, you wait, when I finish copying the book, there are still one hundred and twenty-five words left, and then you will be miserable." ”

Zhu Yong smiled: "What's the matter, is it better to eat than me, or to scold people?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't listen to it anymore, so he simply took out the priceless day and night wandering god true talisman and the jade pendant engraved with the dragon palace.

Because Li Baozhen "opened the door", Chen Ping'an didn't know how to close the door, so the two have been losing aura, but compared to the abundant aura of Fu Zhen and Yu Pei itself, it is almost negligible.

For example, in the reed-swamping lake outside the lion park, someone used a hoe to dig a small ditch to release water.

This brings out the fatal flaw of pure martial arts drawing.

A blazing fire cooking oil, like the rotation of the four seasons, does not wait.

A thin stream of water is long, such as the Xianjia Cave Mansion, evergreen all year round.

Zhu Yong was amazed and said: "The jade pendant can't see the fame, but this treasure talisman of the second son of the Li family should be regarded as a ...... The magic weapon of the immortal family?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "The Fu Qi is a major vein of Taoism, and it is a heavenly opportunity to change everything. When skillfully used, it is enough to allow monks to run rampant in all directions. It is the sword cultivation that eats the most money and has the most killing power, and there are also well characters and sword lock talismans that can be targeted, which is already very good compared to other qi practitioners who are afraid of sword cultivation like tigers. What's more, it can also impeach and kill ghosts and gods and missions, so ordinary monks will carry a few talismans with them in case of emergency, as for the number and rank, of course, it depends on their own money bags. ”

found Zhu Yong looking at himself.

In the first battle of the Lion Garden, Chen Ping'an not only painted talismans with gold lacquer, but also took out a large handful of high-grade rare talismans.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "The story here, when I get to Luoluo Mountain in Longquan County, I will talk about giving you and Pei Qian when the time comes, in short, this is almost the reason why I didn't kill Li Baozhen." ”

Zhu Yong didn't ask any more, rubbing his hands, "Young Master, give me a chance to feed your fists?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and stood up, "This time you start a little heavier, don't worry if I can bear it, you Zhu Yong don't know how I fed people boxing back then, I have seen it, and I know that Zheng Dafeng was feeding you boxing at the Old Dragon City Pharmacy at that time, it's really ...... Well, if you say Zhu Yong, it is a man who gives a thrush to a woman, and the technique is gentle. ”

Zhu Yong smiled: "This dare is good." At that time, the old slave felt that it was not refreshing enough, but there was Sui on the right, and the old slave was embarrassed to say anything. ”

Pei Qian has finished copying the book.

Chen Ping'an said: "Go back to your own room, otherwise you will definitely make a fuss when the time comes." ”

Pei Qian promised loudly: "No!"

Chen Ping'an first took out a defilement talisman and pasted it in the room.

As a result, after a stick of incense, Pei Qian just watched the two of them fight, and he was sweating profusely and trembling. Later, he simply ran to the corner of the wall, turned over Chen Ping'an's bamboo box, and took out his multi-treasure box.

If she also has to practice boxing and martial arts like this, in order to become a peerless master in her mind, Pei Qian will definitely pretend that the rivers and lakes do not exist, and there is such a thing as rivers and lakes in the world, just flip through the story in the book.

Chen Ping'an was wearing a robe and gold liquor, which saved a lot of trouble.

sat back at the table with Zhu Yong, took out a pot of rime wine bought from the capital of Qingluan Kingdom, and poured a glass for Zhu Yong.

Zhu Yong drank it all in one gulp, without Chen Ping'an pouring wine, he took the wine jug and poured it for himself.

Pei Qian reminded: "Old cook, you drink less, drinking too much wine hurts your body, and besides, a pot of rime wine will cost three taels of silver." ”

Zhu Yong began to drink slowly, and asked in a low voice, "When does Childe plan to break through the bottleneck and enter the Six Realms?"

Chen Ping'an had already made up his mind and said: "Wait a little longer, there is an opportunity, you can fight for it." ”

Chen Ping'an did not elaborate on what the fate was, after all, the word "strongest" is more ethereal than the martial arts of a country that can manifest into meteorology.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "If you want me to try my luck in those broken cave heaven blessed land secret realms, seize opportunities, grab magic weapons, and hope to find all kinds of immortal inheritances and relics, I don't dare." ”

But relying on the martial arts foundation accumulated by punch after punch, Chen Ping'an felt that it was okay to try it.

However, Chen Ping'an also knew that as long as Cao Ci was still in the Five Realms, let alone him Chen Ping'an, there was no hope for anyone.

The boss sword immortal has personally said that Cao Ci's martial arts cultivation has opened too many martial artists of his generation, and every realm will be the strongest in the world.

At that time, Ning Yao was still not convinced, saying that even if Master Cao Ci was the first person in the martial arts of the four worlds, martial arts could also manifest and manifest, but the world was big, and there were unforeseen circumstances every day, how could Cao Ci be the strongest in the realm? Could it be that his ancestors Cao Ci had opened shops for generations, and the family was dominant, monopolizing the martial arts in the world?

Chen Qingdu said something that Chen Ping'an remembered at that time.

"Cao Ci is so strong, from his roots, talent, temperament, and martial arts, it is all the same, there is no reason to talk about it. ”

Chen Ping'an had just lost three games in a row to Cao Ci at that time, and he didn't feel anything, Ning Yao was already angry.

Seeing Ning Yao like that, Chen Ping'an felt very happy, but Ning Yao was even more angry when he saw him like this.

At this time, Zhu Yong subconsciously blurted out: "The young master is a character of Hong Fu Qitian, how can it be possible to enter Baoshan empty-handed, now the old slave is in the golden body realm, and he also has some understanding of the secret realm immortal mansion after the shattering of the heavenly blessed land, and knows that the monks of the upper five realms cannot enter, and once they enter the secret realm, they will be unstable, easy to crumble, and easy to be coerced by those disorderly rivers of time, which will seriously consume the Tao." There is no secret covetousness of the monks of the Five Realms, and there are old slaves to help one or two, so now the young master can try his luck, next time if he encounters this kind of place, the young master will not let go of the old slave, after all, we are pure martial arts, do not tighten, and are not subject to this kind of constraints. ”

Chen Ping'an thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Reasonable, I am used to avoiding these, and now it seems that I have to change my previous mentality." ”

Pei Qian originally raised his eyebrows as soon as he heard "Hongfu Qitian", but only when he heard Zhu Yong's later words did he stretch his brows.

Zhu Yong thought a little.

After that, the time on this Xianjia ferry passed by slowly.

Many of the mountain-shaped scenic spots with the signboard of the Xianjia Cave Mansion on the mountain cannot create a Xianjia ferry that needs to continuously consume fairy money, so this ferry cannot "dock", but prepare some Xianjia boats that can float in the air and resist the wind in advance, and send the guests who arrive at the destination on the ferry to those small ferries on the mountain. Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian Zhu Yong came to the bow of the boat, and saw that between the two towering mountains, there was a huge sea of clouds floating by, flowing like a stream, and the two major Diaoyu Tai facing each other on the left and right were built on the bank of the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain, and from time to time you could see colorful birds and finches flapping their wings to break through the sea of clouds, and then falling into the sea of clouds after drawing an arc.

Pei Qian was fascinated, and only hated that he couldn't resist the wind, otherwise he would swoop over, holding a walking stick, knocking a stick on those birds and flying fish, and running back to the ferry after catching it, it should be able to sell for a lot of money, maybe a few more trips, she would be able to buy a multi-treasure box or even a multi-treasure shelf.

Zhu Yong is a martial artist in the eighth realm, but following Chen Ping'an's journey, he has always walked, and he has never had the experience of traveling far away against the wind.

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Zhu Yong, you don't have any ideas, you don't feel that you are disadvantaged by your own realm?"

Zhu Yong shook his head and said with a smile: "Young master, the old slave is in his hometown, and he has long been tired of the startled eyes of others, and he really can't mention that stunned and young heart." ”

Shi Rou was silent on the side and enjoyed the scenery.

For Zhu Yong's ideas that are very different from ordinary people, she is no longer strange and accustomed to them.

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When Chen Ping'an and his party were enjoying the scenery.

Wei Liang was sitting at a desk in a room, writing something, and there was an antique rosewood box in his hand, which was filled with paper knives for "gentleman's armament".

A bamboo carving knife was taken out from it as a paperweight for the moment.

Although Wei Liang left the capital and used a reason to wander around the mountains and rivers to relax, in fact, he was doing one thing all the way.

The relationship with Qingluan is not big, but it is not small.

He was helping a person compile the Immortal Master of the Aquarius Continent, and he needed to make an outline.

Wei Liang developed a framework for the first draft of the nine-product system.

The first product, only the immortal realm in the five realms on the Aquarius Continent, can be among them.

The second product, the jade pur realm in the upper five realms. Or for the Dali Song clan's iron cavalry to go south and establish the merit of destroying the country.

The third product, Yuan Infant Realm. Or the merit is equivalent to opening up a territory and expanding a state.

The fourth product, Jindan Realm.

Gradually descend to the ninth fret at the end.

The specific division is quite complicated. It is not absolutely linked to the realm of qi practitioners, and it is necessary to refer to the Dali court, especially the military, on the way south of the horse's hooves to record the merits of the monks.

Among them is Ruan Qiong of the Longquan Sword Sect. is not only the first person of the second product, but also the immortal genealogy that will be used as a merit book by the Dali Song family in the future, temporarily ranking in the first place.

In addition, the two ancestral gardens of the military family of Zhenwu Mountain and the Fengxue Temple, as well as the two great sword cultivation factions of the Wind Thunder Garden and Zhengyang Mountain.

Further down, there is the Dali Changchun Palace, Yunxia Mountain, Qingfeng City Xu and the like.

There need to be one or two places, and it is certain that they will be on this spectrum, and the rank will definitely not be low.

As for the monks who have the Taiping Nothing Incident card issued by the Dali Punishment Department, they will inevitably be included in the ranks.

Since then, all the immortal masters who have taken the lead in joining Cheng Dali, regardless of their origins, spectrum immortal masters, and mountain and wild cultivators, can all be among them.

Wei Liang has been refining the details recently, which requires that person to provide him with a lot of espionage, and even the inside story of the life and death of a country and the emperor.

Wei Liang rested the brush in his hand on the Beacon Hill, stood up, and paced slowly in the room.

The reason why I am willing to do this.

It's not that Wei Liang was forced by the general trend and had to take refuge in the embroidered tiger, in fact, with Wei Liang's temper, if Cui Yun couldn't convince himself, he Wei Liang could give up the operation of Qingluan Country for more than 200 years and go to other continents to start anew, such as the more lawless Juluzhou, such as Tongyezhou, which has a relatively stable pattern, with the foundation of Qingluan Kingdom, it is nothing more than tossing for another one or two hundred years.

But this time, Cui Yun came to Qingluan Country in person, and the first person he found was him Wei Liang. Cui Yun had a frank conversation with him, and after Wei Liang learned about this Dali national teacher and the established national policy and direction of the Dali Dynasty, Wei Liang decided to cooperate.

Cooperation, not sincerity.

Wei Liang did not compromise or bargain, and Cui Yun also did not question this.

It is undeniable that what Cui Yun wants is more far-reaching than Wei Liang, so Wei Liang is looking forward to the picture that Cui Yun said will appear in front of his eyes one day.

"Engrave the inscription of the law of the Great Li State and set up a monument on the top of the mountains of Aquarius!"

Wei Liang came to the window, his eyes were hot, and his heart was full of pride.

Jusheng is the sea of rolling clouds flowing in the few mountains at his feet.

The husband should be like this, so that he can live up to what he has learned in this life!

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Chen Ping'an has already taken three cross-continental ferries and knows that this ferry is "Tsing Yi" It was slow, I didn't want to detour a lot of detours, deliberately sailed along the northeast and northern borders of Qingluan country, put down several groups of passengers, and finally left the territory of Qingluan country, I thought it could be faster, and stopped in a vassal country in the north of Yunxiao country, and finally simply stopped at noon today, in the jurisdiction of Zhongyue in this small country, it was said that it would set sail tomorrow at dusk, and the guests could go to that Zhongyue to enjoy the scenery, especially the gambling stone that happened to be four times a year, if there was a chance to gamble pleasantly, in case of hitting the big luck, it was a good thing, the light stone of the Zhongyue of the Chengtian Kingdom was known as"Little Yunxia Mountain", once the bet is right, with a few snowflakes at a low price, it will open the high-grade lamp chalcedony, as long as there is the size of a fist, it is a great thing to get rich overnight, ten years ago, there was a mountain Zeye Xiu, with the only twenty-six snowflakes left on the body, bought a piece of flint stone that no one is optimistic about, the size of the stone pier, and the result was a lamp chalcedony worth thirty small summer money, and the whole body was as red as a flame.

Of course, if the ferry guests do not want to get off the boat, they can stay on the ferry "Tsing Yi" to rest.

After Chen Ping'an heard the explanation of the maid on the ferry, he was speechless for a while, and after the maid left, Chen Ping'an walked to the window and looked at the so-called Zhongyue of a country not far away, crying and laughing.

said that it is Zhongyue, not to mention that it is comparable to the Piyun Mountain in his hometown, and even the Luoluo Mountain that belongs to him Chen Ping'an alone is much more majestic than this mountain.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to take the three of them to prepare to get off the boat, waiting for the boats to go back and forth, and take them to the "big mountain" in the middle of the Chengtian Kingdom.

Chen Ping'an knew with his ass that the god of Zhongyue and the owner of the "Tsing Yi" ferry were mutually beneficial business partners.

While Chen Ping'an and the others were waiting for the boat to pick them up, the surrounding ferrymen subconsciously avoided it, but they did not openly point fingers, and whispering was inevitable.

The Jianghu people who had suffered in the hands of the "young sword cultivator" before, after coming to the door to apologize to no avail, had already disembarked and did not dare to stay for a long time.

People have different mentalities.

No matter how old or young the Spectrum Immortal Master is, he is mostly jealous of Chen Ping'an, who has raised two natal flying swords, but he hides it very well.

The mountains and wilderness are extremely afraid.

The worldly rich people, after being talked about and exaggerated by people from all walks of life in the transition ship, most of them felt that Jian Xiu was really as arrogant and domineering as the legend.

Only on the ferry side, recently to Chen Ping'an and his entourage, they have been quite respectful, and specially selected a pretty woman, knocking on the door from time to time and sending a plate of fairy vegetables and fruits.

There is also a small attic on the ferry, which is called "Xianqi Zhai", which is specially designed to let some distinguished guests who have taken the Tsing Yi ferry leave a painting treasure.

Chen Ping'an politely refused, but just asked Zhu Yong to deal with it and wrote a letter.

took a small boat with a seal engraved on the bottom and a golden light flowing, and came to the foot of the Zhongyue Mountain.

There are not many real pilgrims, and there are still many children of the magnates of the Chengtian Kingdom and high-rollers who have come to this gambling stone.

It's just that these characters, who were accustomed to their nostrils in the worldly dynasty, met those ferrymen who walked down from the boat, and walked and spoke much quieter than usual.

On the ferry, there are three incense deliverers belonging to different ancestral temples in Zhongyue, in order to compete for guests, almost didn't fight, the incense dealers of Zhongyue Temple, the temper is the most irritable, and the rest of the incense dealers of a half-waist Taoist temple and the temple at the foot of the mountain, although they look at avoiding its edge, but the words are also soft knives flying around, anyway, the three of them show their strengths, they all have gains, this time they took a small boat to board the boat to solicit passengers, and they all brought some ferrymen who are willing to burn incense to get off the boat together.

The ferry steward made a special trip to lead the incense delivery person of Zhongyue Mountain Temple to Chen Ping'an and his party and introduced it.

After the man heard that Chen Ping'an had no idea of inviting incense for the time being, he still smiled at each other and said a lot of kind words such as Chen Gongzi's arrival.

When Chen Ping'an's feet fell to the ground, the incense dealer who was still on the ferry stood by the railing and spat fiercely.

Zhu Yong smiled and said, "What does the young master say? Why don't you give this strong man a reward to the old slave this time?"

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "Maybe I will take this time in my life, without grievances, what to do with these." ”

Pei Qian asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Yong smiled: "Someone is and peeing on the top of your head, look up." ”

Pei Qian rolled his eyes.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a long street dedicated to providing gambling stones, and there are dozens of shops, large and small.

The inside and outside of the shop are full of gray flints, the smallest is only the size of a palm, the largest is as tall as a person, weighing more than 10,000 catties. The reason why this kind of Chengtian Zhongyue specialty stone is named is that the legendary lamp chalcedony with the highest quality is bright red like blood, extremely thick, without impurities, and will be like a lamp swaying, holding a piece, which can naturally deter evil ghosts.

And the surprising thing is that before the stone was opened, even the earth immortal monks couldn't see through the inner color.

Chen Ping'an was not interested in these, so he gave Pei Qian and the three of them ten snowfiflakes each, and let them pick and open the stones by themselves.

He climbed the mountain alone, wanting to go to the Zhongyue Ancestral Temple on the top of the mountain to have a look, and made an appointment to meet at an inn at the foot of the mountain at dusk.

Pei Qian was a little squirming and asked if he could not buy stones.

Chen Ping'an smiled and pinched her dark face, "Anyway, ten snowflakes belong to you, and you can spend them as much as you like." ”

Pei Qian sighed.

Wait until Chen Ping'an walks away and start walking up the mountain.

Pei Qian immediately jumped up with joy, opened his teeth and claws, and played a crazy demon sword technique.

Before Zhu Yong finished visiting the two shops, he bought a pleasing flint stone, opened it on the spot, and lost all his money.

was so angry that Pei Qian almost fought with him.

Zhu Yong held down Pei Qian's head with one hand and let Pei Qian's hands and feet move.

Shi Rou held ten snowflakes in his hand, watched carefully, listened attentively, walked through the shops, often picked up a flint stone and looked at it for a long time and put it down, and did not spend a snowflake money for a long time.

Zhu Yong was amazed: "I really know how to live." ”

Pei Qian followed Shi Rou's side, and every time he stared at the flints of different sizes, he couldn't wait to put his eyeballs on them.

The ass was kicked by Zhu Yong several times, and Zhu Yong was ridiculed for losing money, and it didn't matter if he lost his money, what kind of thing was it to fall into the pile of stones.

Zhu Yong soon regretted not following Chen Ping'an to climb the mountain.

Shi Rou and Pei Qian, the two big and small girls, really have great perseverance in shopping around the shop, not only have to wander around one by one, but also look at the lights one by one, plus as long as a customer buys a flint stone and asks the store to help open the stone, the two will inevitably stop, from the beginning to the end, with a solemn expression, as if they care more about the result than the high-rollers who spend a lot of money to buy stones.

Zhu Yong is not struggling to walk, but he is tired.

As a result, when Zhu Yong looked up at the sky, he estimated that even Chen Gongzi was about to go down the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

Shi Rou finally bought a palm-sized flintstone, and spent two snowflakes according to the price of the store.

The stone that came out was a bright red chalcedony the size of a thumb, and even the shopkeeper was sincerely shocked.

It's not how valuable it is to light the chalcedony like this, but it's really rare for such a big flint stone to be able to produce so much chalcedony.

Shi Rou smiled, not planning to sell the bright red and thick lamp chalcedony.

After walking out of the shop, Pei Qian suddenly pulled Shi Rou's sleeve and whispered, "Sister Shi Rou, can you lend me eight snowmoney?"

Shi Rou was curious: "You don't buy stones, what are you borrowing money for?"

Pei Qian said seriously: "I'll buy stones!"

Shi Rou was even more puzzled, "It's all done, there are so many shops, do you remember which one?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously.

Shi Rou smiled and handed the remaining eight snowflakes to Pei Qian.

Pei Qian took a deep breath and began to run with his legs.

Shi Rou and Zhu Yong glanced at each other and quickly followed.

I don't know what kind of medicine this Pei Qian is selling in the gourd.

In the end, the two found Pei Qian standing in a corner in a big shop with a mountain of lights and stones, and she struggled to "pull out" a flint, she might not be able to hold it with both hands, and the flint stone was estimated to have it

Although the flint can't see the scene inside, but hundreds of years of mining history, Zhongyue's mountain roots and stone veins are also exquisite, coupled with the rich experience of constantly opening chalcedony, the palm of each shop, there will be an estimate, it is inevitable that there will be some deviations, but it is generally not big, and there are occasional small leaks, but it will hardly let people pick up a big leak.

Therefore, although many flint stones are large, the price is extremely low, and some stones are not big, but the price is high.

Pei Qian, who was squatting, and the flint stone at his feet was quite big, and the price was only twenty snowflakes.

It has been shelved in the shop for more than 100 years, and no one has cared about it.

Pei Qian began to bargain with the shopkeeper, saying that she only had fifteen snowflakes, which was all the savings she had worked hard to accumulate for many years.

The old shopkeeper thought that this little girl was interesting, and she didn't look like a child of a rich family at all, she looked black and didn't slip away, but she could have fifteen snowflakes, which was 15,000 taels of silver, and she was considered a rich man in the county and county towns of Chengtian Kingdom.

The old shopkeeper actually thinks that cutting five snowflakes and fifteen snowflakes is not a loss, otherwise such a palm-eyed master privately estimated that it is a big flint of ten snowflakes, and it may be put for another hundred years, and the shop has already been passed on to his grandson, and it can't be sold.

However, the old man still asked Pei Qian for a sky-high price, and the other paid back the money on the spot, and intrigued about half a stick of incense, and the old shopkeeper wanted to see what excuses and reasons this little girl could come up with in order to save five snowflakes.

In the end, the old shopkeeper laughed and agreed, but when he saw that the black charcoal girl took out a large handful of snowflakes, he picked out three and put them back on his sleeve, and handed the remaining fifteen to him.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched.

Little girl, you're a little unkind.

Pei Qian pretended to be stupid and grinned.

Shi Rou pretended not to know Pei Qian.

Zhu Yong gave her a thumbs up, "He is worthy of being a great disciple of the mountain." ”

The old shopkeeper was not angry, but felt that the ghostly little girl was a good embryo who could do business, so he asked with a smile: "Do you want our shop to help you open the stone on the spot?"

Pei Qian nodded and said: "I want to open it, otherwise I can't hold it so heavy, according to the rules of your side, twenty flint stones below the snowflake will be opened for free." Also, if a good stone is opened, whether to give the shop color or not, it is the buyer's choice, I will not give the old gentleman your color head at that time, but you are not allowed to be angry. ”

The old shopkeeper was overjoyed and nodded in agreement.

Pei Qian suddenly asked the old shopkeeper to wait for a while, and turned his head to look at Zhu Yong.

Zhu Yong had a heart in his heart, nodded and said, "Let's go, the young master is not here, I am here." ”

Pei Qian tilted his head, smiled brightly, suddenly turned his head, and waved his hand to the old shopkeeper, "Open the stone!"

Then she returned the remaining three snowflakes to Shi Rou, and said softly: "I still owe you five, and I will pay you back in the future." ”

After a stick of incense.

The entire long street at the foot of the mountain was shocked.

Pei Qian, who was already carrying a package crossbody, had another heavy bag.

The old shopkeeper of the shop behind him beat his chest and felt remorseful.

A once-in-a-century glitter of chalcedony!

It's worth three Gu Yu dollars!

Zhu Yong clasped his hands in his sleeves, smiled slowly, and followed behind the swaggering Pei Qian.

Shi Rou only felt that it was too unbelievable.

Chen Ping'an just went down the mountain and came to the end of the street.

Seeing the much-anticipated Pei Qian, Chen Ping'an was confused.

As soon as Pei Qian saw that familiar figure, he immediately rushed over and ran out of breath.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "What's the matter, is it Zhu Yong or Shi Rou who missed it?"

Pei Qian just laughed.

Zhu Yong and Shi Rou came to the side of the master and apprentice, and Zhu Yong laughed softly: "Young master, this money-losing goods, with fifteen snowflakes, he used fifteen snowflakes to open a piece of lamp chalcedony worth at least three Gu Yu money. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and touched Pei Qian's head, "It's so powerful." ”

Joy is joy, but it is not a shock or surprise.

Pei Qian's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, tilted his head, and with some difficulty, he took off the package and handed it to Chen Ping'an, "Master, I've sent it to you." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and waved his hand: "Keep it for yourself, in the future, when you save money to buy a multi-treasure shelf, put it in the most conspicuous place on it, it's not very good, whoever sees it will be envious, and know that you are a little rich man." ”

Pei Qian shook his head vigorously and explained: "I remember, the day I caught the mountain jump and released it, it happened to be Master's birthday, and this happened to be my birthday gift to Master." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned, silent for a long time, his palm was on Pei Qian's little head, and it was rare to smile and squint, "In this way, then the master will accept it?"

It was the first time for Zhu Yong to see Chen Ping'an who was so happy.

When Chen Ping'an reunited with Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia, he was naturally very happy, but it was not Chen Ping'an's happiness at the moment.

Pei Qian nodded and said apologetically: "But Master, on the fifth day of May next year, I may not be able to give such a good gift, right?"

Chen Ping'an took the package, put it in the bamboo box behind him, and then took Pei Qian's hand and walked down the street together.

Pei Qian happily said about the scene of everyone's eyes widening after the stone was opened.

Chen Ping'an smiled and listened to Pei Qian's chatter.

Sunset.

Sunset elongated a large and a small figure.

Zhu Yong still clasped his hands in his sleeves, and Shi Rou's eyes were gentle.

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