On Luoluo Mountain, the young mountain owner traveled far away, and the old man on the second floor also traveled far away, and the bamboo building was no longer inhabited.

Chen Lingjun has stopped wandering around recently, and from time to time he comes to sit at the stone table by the cliff.

He knew that he was the most unlikable existence on Luoluo Mountain, not as good as the little fire python from Cao's Zhilan Building, diligent and clever, and even less cute than Zhou Mili, a little guy. Cen Yuanji was brought up the mountain by Zhu Yong, his qualifications are good, and he can endure hardships when practicing boxing, and his daily life is busy and fulfilling. Shi Rou manages the business of a shop in the town, and she doesn't make much money, but in the end, she is helping Luoluo Mountain to make money, and she has a good relationship with Pei Qian, Pei Qian only has to be free, and he will go over there to see Shi Rou, saying that he is worried that Shi Rou will be full of private pockets, but in fact, he is just afraid that Shi Rou will feel that he has been snubbed by Luoluo Mountain.

He is the only one, Chen Lingjun, who wants to die to save face and suffer crimes, and what he does or says is not pleasant.

That Yujiang Water God brother, after the three night banquets of the gods, became more and more polite to himself, but this politeness made Chen Lingjun very disappointed. Some flattering words were so diligent that Chen Lingjun was not used to it.

He prefers to be on the side of Shuifu back then, drinking wine and eating meat in large bowls, speaking rudely, and scolding each other.

However, Chen Lingjun is not a fool, and he can see many things.

For example, if Mr. Cui left and went to the lotus root blessed land, he will definitely not come back.

But he, Chen Lingjun, couldn't even say goodbye, and when the old man in the green shirt left with Pei Qian, he could only sit here in a daze, pretending that he didn't know anything.

Early in the morning, it should have been the time for Pei Qian to go upstairs and eat fists.

Now the bamboo building is silent.

Chen Lingjun was lying on the table, there was a bunch of melon seeds snatched from Chen Ruchu in front of him, and the warm sun today made him lose his strength, and he couldn't even knock the melon seeds.

Thinking about whether I should go to the gate of the mountain and have trouble with Brother Gale, Brother Gale is still very angry, but some meat words are too winding, and I have to think about it for a long time afterwards to come up with a meaning.

Chen Lingjun turned his head to look at the mansions, the old cook was not on the mountain, Pei Qian was not there, Cen Yuanji was a person who couldn't cook, and he was also troublesome, so he asked Chen Ruchu's girl to help prepare a lot of pastries to eat, and Zhou Mili was a little water monster who didn't actually need to eat, so there was no cooking smoke on the mountain. The mountains are covered with peach and plum blossoms, and the fireworks in the clouds are people's homes.

Chen Lingjun felt that at this time in Luoluo Mountain, there were fewer people, and everyone was busy with their own things, and the human flavor was much lighter.

Chen Lingjun shifted his gaze again and looked at the second floor of the bamboo building, a little sad.

When the old man was there, he always felt uncomfortable, Chen Lingjun felt that he couldn't take two punches from the old man in his life, and he was empty.

Chen Lingjun sighed heavily, reached out to twist a melon seed, and planned not to peel the shell, chew it, and relieve the boredom.

Then Chen Lingjun stiffened his movements, gently put back the melon seeds, moved his buttocks slightly, and quietly shifted his head, ready to turn his face away from the cliff naturally.

Unexpectedly, the old Confucian in green shirt who appeared out of thin air smiled at him.

Chen Lingjun swallowed his saliva, stood up, and bowed, "Chen Lingjun greets the National Teacher." ”

Da Li embroidered tiger, Cui Yun.

It's a powerful thing that can crush him with a single finger.

Chen Ping'an is not in Luoluo Mountain, the old man is not in the bamboo building, Zhu Yong Wei Yan went to the Zhongyue realm again, he Chen Lingjun has no backing for the time being!

Cui Yun smiled and said, "Busy with your going." ”

Chen Lingjun glanced at the bluestone path from the bamboo building to the mansion, and felt a little suspenseful, so he said goodbye, and actually climbed the stone cliff and went down, and it was more stable to walk this road, far away from the national teacher.

Cui Yun remembered the look of the little snake in Tsing Yi looking at the bamboo building before, and smiled.

Then I had a little plan, and I did it casually, and I would not move the people.

In the big mountain west of Longquan County, there is a mountain temporarily occupied, which seems to be suitable for the dragon genus to live.

Cui Yun stood in the corridor on the second floor, quietly waiting for someone to come.

A white rainbow swept from the distance in the sky, like spring thunder, and swept quickly.

I don't care about the rules set by Ruan Qiong.

Cui Qian shook his head, sighed in his heart, and said hello to Ruan Qiong.

A young man in white with a mole on his eyebrows, holding a green bamboo cane of ordinary material, was dusty and tired.

Cui Dongshan landed on the open space on the first floor, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily: "You old bastard, don't you patronize and eat shit every day, won't you stop grandpa from going to that blessed land?!"

Cui Yun asked rhetorically: "Stopped, what?"

Cui Dongshan's face turned blue with anger, "Stopping one day is one day, can't you wait for me to come?"

Cui Yun's expression was indifferent.

Cui Dongshan suddenly calmed down and took a deep breath, "Grandpa is studying, practicing martial arts, practicing boxing, and being a person, all moving forward." The only time I retreated was for our two bastard grandsons who had holes in their brains! This retreat would be all over, the eleventh realm of martial arts would be gone! Without the eleventh realm, people would also die!"

Cui Yun said: "And for your husband, and this Luoluo Mountain." ”

Cui Dongshan stepped back step by step, sat down at the stone table with his buttocks, held a bamboo cane in both hands, lowered his head, and gritted his teeth.

Maybe he couldn't sit still, Cui Dongshan stood up, spun around in place, and walked quickly.

Cui Yun looked at the guy who was in a hurry, and said slowly: "You are not as good as me, and I can't even think about what grandpa cares about and why he chooses so much." What if you come, is it interesting? Let you go to the lotus root blessed land and find grandpa, what's the use? It may be really useful, that is, to make grandpa go uneasy. ”

Cui Dongshan stopped, his eyes sharp, "Cui Yun, be careful when you speak!"

Cui Yun said: "Cui Dongshan, you should have a snack and understand something." It's not that you're re-entering the Upper Five Realms, you, Cui Dongshan, are qualified to jump on my side. ”

Cui Dongshan sat down gently, hugged the green bamboo cane in his arms, no longer looked at the second floor, and said to himself: "In that three-four dispute, why did grandpa have to enter the game? Why did grandpa lose his mind and go crazy? Wasn't it hurt by us? Grandpa is a scholar, and he has always hoped that we should be the real scholars." Grandpa's lifelong learning, the root of learning, is the lineage of Naya Sheng. Why did we have to punch out angrily for our Wensheng lineage in the Middle-earth Divine Continent? Why did we deceive our teachers and destroy our ancestors, and make our grandfather even more disappointed?"

Cui Yun slapped the railing, and finally became furious, "Ask me?! Ask heaven and earth, ask conscience!"

Cui Dongshan's eyes were demented, and he clenched the walking stick with both hands, "I'm a little tired, I can't ask." ”

Cui Dongshan remembered that when he was young, he had to be taken by the strict and old-fashioned old man to visit the mountain and climb the mountain, and the distance was far away, which made the child miserable.

Once the old man walked up the stairs, ignoring the sweat of the child behind him, he climbed up and walked by himself.

The old man seems to be deliberately angry with his grandson, and he has already gone away, not to mention, but also to recite aloud the poems of a middle-earth writer, saying that the husband is as strong as a young man, and I want to say that Ande's huge pen is like a long bar!

The child remembered the poem to death, and then never thought that when the child grew up, the young man ran away from home in a negative mood, and apprenticed under the old Xiucai, the old Xiucai inexplicably became a literary saint, and the young man inexplicably became the first disciple of the sage, and finally had the opportunity to meet the famous Confucian sage of Middle-earth, but at that time, the young man who was more high-spirited than any of his peers, in fact, had only one thought in his heart, that is, if he had the opportunity to return to his hometown in the future, he must talk to his grandfather about it, saying that the person you admire, on the article, lost to your grandson, played chess, and even lost to twist his beard。

It's just that I have a lot of words in my stomach in this life, and when I can say it, I don't want to say more, and when I want to say it, I can't say it.

In the distance in Longquan County, there is a morning bell ringing, coming from afar.

As soon as the bell moves, the city gate will be opened as usual, and all the people will work until the drums stop at dusk, and then there will be a family reunion, and they will be happy.

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Yuchun County near the foot of Dali Xinzhongyue Mountain is a small county, which is not a rich place in the old Zhuying Dynasty, and the cultural and military movements are very average, and the wind is flat, and it has not been able to touch the light of the Dayue Purple Mountain. The new Taishou Wu Yuan, is a foreigner, it is said that in Dali is a county guard, it is considered a flat tone, but the smart people in the officialdom know that Wu Taishou is undoubtedly degrading, once away from the court's vision, it is equivalent to losing the possibility of quickly becoming the center of the temple of Dali, and the officials who were sent to the vassal country, but they were not promoted to the next level, and they were obviously a frustrated person who sat on a cold bench, and it is estimated that he offended anyone.

It's just that Wu Junshou has a bleak career, after all, he is born in Dali, and he is young, so Yuchun County is located in Liangzhou Thorn History, and privately let people explain to a cadre of officials in Yuchun County, be sure to treat Wu Yuan politely, if there is a new official to take office with three fires, even if it is not in line with the local customs, you have to endure a little. Fortunately, after Wu Yuan took office, there was almost no movement, and it was just on time, and all the big and small affairs were handed over to the old people of the Yamen to deal with, and many opportunities to show up as usual were given to several old senior auxiliary officers of the Yamen, and the atmosphere was also harmonious. It's just that such a soft temperament inevitably makes subordinates despised.

On this day, the young Taishou sat in the yamen as before, and the bookcase was full of county chronicles and maps of various places, slowly flipping through them, occasionally picking up a pen and writing something.

Wu Yuan was sensitive, raised his head, and saw a familiar face, leaning against the door of the official hall, Wu Yuan was in a good mood, laughed, stood up, and said: "The mountain monarch has arrived, and he has missed the distance." ”

It was Wei Bai who removed the blindfolding.

Wei Yan crossed the threshold and said with a smile: "Lord Wu is a little unrighteous, the previous night banquet was just to send a congratulatory post. ”

Wu Yuan smiled calmly: "I am meager to support myself, I went to 12/10 to support myself, I went to 5/6 out of 10 to buy books, and I had some money left over every month, and I worked hard to accumulate it, or because I fell in love with an ancient inkstone in Yunxing County next door." It's really a swollen face and not a fat man, so he thought that the road was far away, and it was not good for Lord Shanjun to come to Xingshi to ask for the guilt, where did the lower officials think that Wei Shanjun was so persistent, he really came. ”

Wei Yan's wrist twisted, and there was an old pit banana inkstone in his hand that was famous in the old Zhu Ying Dynasty, and he gently placed it on the desk, "Lord Wu doesn't pay attention to righteousness, I, Wei Yan, am very different, I have traveled thousands of miles to renew the old days, and I don't forget to take a detour to buy gifts." ”

Wu Yuan leaned over and stared at the lovely and amiable ancient inkstone, stretched out his hand to carefully rub the texture, and said in surprise: "Good guy, the first-class banana inkstone taken from the bottom of the green Jiao pit, the key is that the military general stationed in our Dali has previously banned this old pit, sent martial artists, and specially governed the pit, which is obviously going to become the royal tribute of His Majesty our emperor soon, so the price of the few ancient inkstones in this pit on the market is becoming more and more terrifying. ”

Wu Yuan reluctantly retracted his gaze, looked at the white-clothed god, and asked with a smile: "Lord Shanjun, if you have something to say, just with this priceless banana inkstone, the lower officials guarantee that everything is inexhaustible." ”

Wei Yan said: "Zhongyue Mountain Jun Jinqing, how is it?"

Da Li Xinzhongyue, the mountain king Jin Qing, was the first mountain god of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, there is a unique sword washing pool in the half waist of the mountain, many sword cultivators come here to temper the sword edge, Jin Qing often secretly protects the way, so it is not only the Zhu Ying Dynasty with the number of sword repairs that is the best in a continent, the relationship is very good, and many Jindan sword repairs in a continent also have a lot of incense, among which the mountain monarch Jin Qing and the wind and thunder garden Li Junjing have a good relationship, famous in the world, Li Junjing traveled to the Zhu Ying Dynasty in the early years, there are many conflicts, annoyed a Beiyue god, there have been dangerous moments, Jin Qing did not hesitate to make enemies with the two colleagues of the North and South Mountain Monarchs, but also insisted on escorting Li Junjing, who was only cultivated in the Longmen realm at that time, to leave the dynasty safely。

Wu Yuan laughed, turned around and took out a stack of papers from the bookcase, wrote it in neat small letters, and handed it to Wei Yan, "It's all written on it." ”

Wei Yan lowered his head and flipped through the contents of the paper, and sighed: "Along the way, the local people said that Yuchun County came to a parent official who no one could meet, and it turned out that Wu County was not idle. ”

Hearsay messy news doesn't mean much, and it's easy to get things wrong.

What Wu Yuan wrote on the paper is a record of what real actions Zhongyue Zishan and Shanjun Jinqing have done in history.

Wei Yan carefully browsed what was written on the paper, all of which were in which dynasty and which era of Jin Qing, what specific things he did, one by one, in addition, there were annotations with Zhu Pen, writing that Wu Yuan himself as a bystander seemed to look through the detailed annotations of the history books, and some rumors and deeds circulated among the people, Wu Yuan also wrote, but they would circle their own circles and end with the words "supernatural" and "Zhiwei".

Wei Yan looked carefully, but quickly, and soon finished reading a large stack of papers, and after returning it to Wu Yuan, he said with a smile: "I didn't give a gift in vain." ”

Wei Yan stood on tiptoe and glanced at the pile of papers on the table, "Yo, it's a coincidence, Lord Wu has been studying the origin of many inkstone pits in Yunxing County recently? Why, can't you engrave a book? Yuchun County is too guarded, and secretly relies on the specialties of Yunxing County to earn private money, it's not like words, right?"

Wu Yuan said frankly: "I have nothing to do, I want to use this small thing as a starting point to see more of the officialdom changes of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, the secret files of the palace library of the dead country have long been banned, and the lower officials have no chance to read them, so they can only find another way." ”

Wei Yan nodded and said appreciatively: "Lord Wu is not the new assassin in our Longzhou, which makes people sigh. ”

Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Meritorious rewards and punishments should be like this." I am already very satisfied with being able to keep the official hat of the county guard, and I can still not hinder the eyes of some big people in the court, and not block the way of some people, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Hide here, happy to be pure. ”

Wei Yan didn't mean to stay for a long time, Wu Yuan said: "When Shanjun leaves the territory this time, he will definitely visit Xu Weak, right? It's best to go to the Zhongyue Ancestral Temple first, and then visit his old friends." ”

Wei Yan nodded and said, "That's the plan." Previously, I was in retreat in Piyun Mountain, and Mr. Xu helped to press the formation, and when I was about to successfully exit the pass, I quietly left and returned to your Purple Mountain. Such a great incense love, I can't say thank you in person. ”

Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Then bother Lord Shanjun to leave quickly, don't delay the officials to appreciate the ancient inkstone." ”

Wei Yan smiled and left, his figure dissipating.

In fact, after Wei Yan left the ferry and appeared in Yunxing County, the ancestral temple on the top of Zhongyue Mountain, the majestic statue of the god, opened a pair of golden eyes, but the mountain monarch Jinqing chose to turn a blind eye to the visit of the white-clothed god.

When Wei Bai appeared in Yuchun County at the foot of the mountain, Jin Qing strode out of the golden statue, it was a tall man, a burly man with purple clothes and jade belts, and the incense on the mountain was flourishing, but no one could see this picture.

Jin Qing walked among the many good men and women in the main hall, and after crossing the threshold, he stepped out and came directly to the top of the relatively quiet Zizi Mountain.

The size of the five mountains of the countries in the world will hardly be the two or three peaks of the lonely lonely mountain, often the jurisdiction is vast, the mountain range is extended, like this purple mountain has eight peaks to compose, the main peak is known as the suzerain of the ten thousand mountains in the central territory of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, the top of the mountain is built with the Zhongyue Temple, which is the place of sacrifice for the subjects of the emperors of the past dynasties.

The second peak is called Stacked Peak, there is no Taoist temple building on the top of the mountain, it is the earliest mountain god palace established by Jin Qing, now there are only a few mountain monarchs and female envoys who take care of the house there, and there is no mountain god sitting in it.

At the beginning of the appearance of the building, Jin Qing was not the Zhongyue Mountain Jun, but the Zishan was already the ancient Zhongyue of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, after the collapse of the old mountain monarch's golden body, the authority of the post of a Yue was handed over to Jin Qing, and Zhu Ying, who held the authority of a country at that time, once built a thatched house on the north waist of the Stacked Peak, and studied and practiced martial arts there for many years.

Jin Qing looked indifferent, overlooking the mountains and rivers of the earth.

All personnel are in the past.

Jin Qing's gaze shifted, in the Laojun Cave of Fenglong Peak, the Mo family hero Xu Weak, stayed there alone, saying that he was concentrating on cultivation, but in fact, the gods of the mountains and rivers in the Purple Mountain Realm knew that Xu Weak was supervising Zhongyue. Compared with the Xindongyue Moraine Mountain, the battle was turned upside down, the monks on both sides were killed and injured countless times, and the Purple Mountain was very little bloodstained, Jin Qing only knew that Xu Weak had left the Zhongyue Realm twice, the most recent time, was to go to Piyun Mountain, to guard the pass for that Wei Barberry, but the first time was a trace, after that, Jin Qing originally thought that he was bound to show up, a certain old sword immortal who could be described as the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, has not appeared, Jin Qing is not sure if it is Xu Weak to find the relationship to the door.

If it was really Xu Wan who stopped the old sword immortal.

As the mountain monarch of Aquarius Yiyue, Jin Qing will feel better in his heart.

About Xu Weak's cultivation, no one can see it, and there is no exact statement, if Ruan Qiong of the Longquan Sword Sect is the most famous monk of the Five Realms in Aquarius today, then Xu Weak is the most hidden one, the only clue is that Wei Jin of Fengxue Temple challenged Tianjun Xie Shi, and there were only words that spread afterwards, saying that someone was behind the sword, and he Wei Jin might not be able to win.

Even if Xu Weak practiced under Jin Qing's nose, Shanjun Jin Qing was the same as back then, like a vulgar man looking at the abyss, and he couldn't see the bottom.

Jin Qing glanced at the Yuchun County Taishou Office and sneered.

Not surprisingly, this Beiyue Mountain Monarch saw Wu Yuan, and he was going to Fenglong Peak to thank Xu Qiao first.

If you come to yourself again, you will have more confidence.

Jin Qing frowned.

The next moment, a white dress fluttered to the ground, appeared on this stacked peak, and slowly walked towards Jin Qing, the man smiled and said: "Meet Jin Shanjun, there is a lot of trouble." ”

Jin Qing said: "The same mountain monarch is a god, the five mountains are different, there is no need to be so polite, if there is something, say it, and forgive guests if there is nothing." ”

Wei Yan nodded, "That's the best." I came to Purple Mountain this time just to remind you Jin Qing, don't be so Zhongyue Mountain, I'm not very happy. ”

Jin Qing didn't look at the white-clothed god with an outstanding demeanor, but just looked into the distance and asked, "What if you're not happy?"

Wei Yan stretched out his finger and tapped the golden ring on his ear lightly, and said with a smile: "Then Zhongyue is about to close the mountain." ”

Jin Qing turned his head, "Is there a secret decree from Emperor Da Li?" Or do you have a letter from the Imperial Court Rites Department?"

Wei Yan nodded: "Of course......

Then he shook his head and added, "None of them." ”

Jin Qing stretched out a hand and sneered, "Then Wei Shanjun is casual?"

Wei Yan is really casual.

Beiyue's luck is like a mountain and a sea, frantically flocking to the central boundary of a continent, the momentum is like a rainbow, from south to north, like a big Li iron horse on the clouds.

Looking at the posture, it is by no means pretending to scare people.

Jin Qing knew that once the luck of the two mountains and rivers collided, it would be a big trouble, so he couldn't help it anymore, and said loudly and angrily: "Wei Yan!

Wei Yan put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "You should be called Wei Shanjun." ”

Jin Qing didn't talk nonsense anymore, and saw that in the Zhongyue Ancestral Temple, the main peak of the Purple Mountain, a huge golden body of a god appeared, raising his arms high, sweeping the sea of clouds, and wanted to slap his palm at the Stacked Peak.

Behind Wei Yan, on the top of the stacked peaks, there is also a towering golden body law appearance, standing on the top of the mountain, even if it is not in the boundary of his own mountain, Wei Yan law is actually as much as fifty zhang higher than the Zhongyue gods.

Wei Yan's Beiyue Faxiang deity manifested with his natal supernatural powers, grabbed the arm of the Zhongyue deity with one hand, and pressed the latter's head with the other, and then stepped out with one foot, and actually directly pressed the Jin Qingjin body to stagger back, and was about to fall backwards to the Purple Mountain Fenglong Peak, still not giving up, Wei Barberry's huge Faxiang had a golden halo hanging behind him, stretched out his hand to wrap around, holding the golden ring, and was about to smash down on the head of the Zhongyue Fa.

The two sides are quite restrained, and the golden body and law have all been dissolved, otherwise the three peaks of the Purple Mountain will destroy countless buildings.

At this moment, on the side of the Laojun Cave of Fenglong Peak, a man who did not look amazing walked out of the hut, the strange posture of the horizontal sword behind him, he seemed to be a little helpless, shook his head, reached out to hold the hilt of the sword behind him, and gently pulled the sword out of the sheath for a few inches.

In an instant, between the golden bodies of the two mountain gods, there was a mountain range.

He persuaded: "If the two mountain monarchs really want to look at each other unpleasantly, it is better to choose a Wendou Siwen method, otherwise roll up the sleeves and dry the frame, which will be insulting and majestic, and teach the two mountain monarchs of Moi Mountain and Ganzhou Mountain to see jokes, and I am also suspected of not protecting the mountain effectively." ”

Jin Qing's face was gloomy, and he removed the golden body and dharma appearance.

Wei Yan also put away the majestic deity.

However, the trend of Beiyue's luck going south to "hit the mountain" is still unabated.

Jin Qing asked, "Wei Yan, I advise you to stop in moderation!"

Wei Yan said: "Jin Qing, if you still act according to your previous thoughts, you will not be able to keep the peace of the old mountains and rivers. The Dali Imperial Court is not stupid, and it is very clear that you Jin Qing have never really returned to your heart. If you don't understand this, I'll just help Da Li change to a mountain monarch, anyway, I think you're really unpleasant. Xu Weak made a move to block it once, and he has already done his duty to you. ”

Jin Qing turned his head to look at the north, where the boundary between the two mountains bordered, there was already a vision of wind and rain.

Jin Qing said dejectedly: "You say, what should Zhongyue do, you are willing to withdraw to Beiyue Feng Shui." ”

Wei Yan smiled and said: "Even Beiyue, you don't pay a little respect, will you really have that little bit of loyalty to the Dali court? Do you think that all the Dali court is a three-year-old child? Do you want me to teach you how to do it? Carry a heavy gift, go to Piyun Mountain to bow your head and admit your mistakes, and go to the door to make amends!"

Xu Miao touched his forehead, returned to the hut, and met this kind of friend, he was really unladylike.

Jin Qing was puzzled: "That's it?"

Wei Yan asked rhetorically: "Otherwise, besides, you have arrived at the Beiyue Territory, how many steps can you walk from the Dali Capital? Raise your feet, won't you just arrive? As long as the Zhongyue Territory is not chaotic, and the Dali Imperial Court is not a madman, and deliberately wants to kill here? Do you know clearly, your vague posture that seems to be both loyal and righteous will make many remnants of the country feel lucky, and hope that their generosity to die will make you wake up and finally rise up with them? If you Jin Qing really think so, you are a man, if you don't want to do this, you are willing to bear the infamy, and you also want to protect the safety of the people, why are you acting coyly?"

Jin Qing was speechless.

Wei Yan said: "Go back to Piyun Mountain, don't forget the gifts, the courtesy is important, and the affection is important." ”

After finishing speaking, Wei Yan left Diezhang Peak and went to the thatched hut outside the Laojun Cave of Fenglong Peak.

Xu Miao stood at the door, clasped his arms with his hands, leaned against the door, and said angrily: "Wei Dashanjun, just repay me like this?

Wei Yan stomped his feet and lamented: "It's really a great favor and no thanks!"

Xu Miao stretched out his hands and rubbed his cheeks vigorously, "To be a mountain monarch to do this, it can be regarded as the only one of the gods of mountains and rivers in the world." ”

Wei Yan's eyes were complaining: "It's not that horses are thin and long-haired, and people are poor and short-minded." ”

Xu Miao smiled and stretched out his hand to point casually, "Give me a disappearance, Ma Yu'er." ”

Wei Yan smiled and said, "Order!"

Let's go.

Xu Miao thought about it, and the wind went to the Stacked Peak, and the mountain monarch Jinqing stood in place with a solemn expression.

Xu Miao didn't say anything.

Jin Qing said suddenly: "The sun is exposed, the people are in the mountains, thousands of people are holding the bar, the centurion is transporting catties, and the bonfire is under the fire to produce Sizhen." ”

Xu Miao knew what this mountain monarch was talking about, it was about digging mountains and taking water in the history of the Zhu Ying Dynasty in order to seek fame and inkstone.

And this Jin Qing happened to be a quarryman before his death, some said that he accidentally drowned in the end, and some said that he was whipped to death by the prison officer, and his resentment did not go away after his death, but he did not become a ghost, but became a heroic spirit to protect the landscape. In the end, the old mountain gentleman of Purple Mountain valued his temperament, and was promoted step by step to the god of Stacked Peaks.

Xu Miao said slowly: "There is no monarch in the world with clean hands, and it would be unfair to weigh the gains and losses of an emperor only with pure benevolence and morality." Regarding the well-being of the people and the well-being of the people, we have hundreds of families, each with its own ruler, and there will be a lot of discrepancies. As a god, your conscience has never been extinguished, and I see it in my eyes and respect it very much. ”

Xu Miao smiled and said: "It's just that the world is complicated, and it is inevitable that you will always go against your will, I don't advise you to do anything, whether you promise Wei Yan or refuse to be kind, you are worthy of the identity of the Purple Mountain Monarch." If I wanted to, I could almost leave this place. If you don't want to be so compromised, I am willing to hand over a complete sword with my own hands, completely shatter your golden body, and never let others insult you Jin Qing and Zishan. ”

Jin Qing turned his head and smiled: "You have a sword that is completely unsheathed, and the killing power is very great?"

Xu Wan nodded and said, "I have been raising swords for many years, and my killing power is extremely great. ”

Jin Qing smiled, "Then someone else will come to teach this sword, I can't afford to take Zishan." ”

Xu Miao hesitated for a moment and reminded: "When visiting Piyun Mountain, the gift doesn't need to be too heavy. ”

Jin Qing scolded with a smile: "It turned out to be all the way!"

Xu Miao hugged his fists and smiled: "I have been bothering here for a long time, when I arrive in the capital, remember to say hello, I will invite Shanjun to drink." ”

Jin Qing nodded, and then asked, "Mr. Xu deliberately wanted to come to my Purple Mountain at the earliest?"

Xu Miao stopped and said indifferently: "You and I are here, after all, for the sake of fewer dead." But if you want to ask why our Mo family chose Da Li and let so many people die in Aquarius, I can't give you an answer for the time being, but please wait and see. ”

Jin Qing had no words.

Xu Wan did not return to Fenglong Peak, so he left Purple Mountain and went to the capital of Dali in the north.

He doesn't like Edgeworth.

Because Xu Wan has always felt that sword and sword cultivation should be on an equal footing.

The sword immortal of the Jade Pu Realm of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, who had been in retreat for many years, tried to assassinate Cao Yu, the new patrol envoy of Da Li, but before he could leave, he was already dead.

In fact, the other party doesn't have to die, Xu Liang just seriously injured the other party.

The old man in the twilight who had been in retreat for a hundred years but had never been able to break through the barrier, did not want to become a prisoner until he died, let alone take refuge in the Qiu Kou Song clan, so after the sword was broken, he had no chance of winning, so he waited to be killed, and said with a smile that at the beginning of this plan, he knew that he would die, and it was not too much of a loss to be able to die in the hands of Xu Qiao, the first swordsman of the Mo family.

Xu Wan made an exception and said something.

In the land of a continent, the emperors and generals under the mountain, the princes and princes, and the peddlers and pawns are all going to die, and there is no smoke under the mountain in the twilight.

When the old man heard about it, he was only stunned before he died.

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Pei Qian sat on the bench and looked around, the small mansion and courtyard were all the same, which almost gave Pei Qian an illusion that he and Cao Qinglang were still the same as they were back then, he was just asked by the master to go to the well to carry a bucket of water, and then he went out and came back by himself, and saw Cao Qinglang, and that's it.

The Spring Festival couplets posted on the side of the courtyard gate, when she was waiting for Cao Qinglang outside, she looked at it a hundred times, and the handwriting was good, but it was not so good that she felt so good that she was ashamed of herself.

Cao Qinglang looked at this swarthy girl, in fact, there were a lot of questions she wanted to ask her, why she had been outside for so many years, she still hadn't grown much taller, and now she only said that the height of both parties, the two of them had a head apart, why did she Pei Qian suddenly carry a bamboo box, hang a bamboo knife and a bamboo sword, Mr. Chen had a good time studying over there?

Pei Qian picked the bamboo box and put it behind him, put the walking stick on his knees, sat upright, looked straight ahead, didn't look at Cao Qinglang, and said straight to the point: "Do you know that my master actually wanted to take you away from the lotus flower blessed land back then, and he didn't want to take me away at all." ”

Cao Qinglang hesitated for a moment, did not rush to answer the answer, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Chen accepted you as a disciple?"

Pei Qian's eyes were shining, like the sun and the moon, and he nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I have walked through thousands of mountains and rivers with Master, and Master has not left me!"

Cao Qinglang gently clenched his hands into fists, rested on his knees, and smiled gently, "Although it's a pity that Mr. Chen didn't take me out of here, I think it's a very beautiful thing for you to follow Mr. Chen to travel thousands of miles, and I envy you." ”

Pei Qian was silent.

Cao Qinglang turned his head and asked, "Now that Mr. Chen wants you to carry water, will you still carry a bucket and sprinkle water to clean the streets and alleys?"

Pei Qian turned her head suddenly, just about to be annoyed, but when she saw the smile in Cao Qinglang's eyes, she felt as if she had a good martial arts, her fists weighed a hundred catties, but in the face of a ball of cotton, she couldn't exert her strength, snorted coldly, and said with her arms around her chest: "You melon knows a fart, I have learned thousands of skills with the master now, I have never been lazy, I copy books every day and read and write, and I have to practice martial arts and boxing, whether the master is there or not, it will be the same." ”

Cao Qinglang pretended to be abrupt, "That's it." ”

Pei Qian was a little aggrieved, how did Cao Qinglang go through all these years, and he still didn't look pleasing to the eye, and compared to the cowering stuffy gourd back then, he seemed to be fatter.

Pei Qian's eyes lit up, and he asked: "Iron embroidered rock wall, murderous silence, have you heard this poem?"

Cao Qinglang shook his head.

He is now half a cultivator, even if he glances at ten lines, he can never forget, and he likes to read since he was a child, as time goes by, the master is willing to lend books to himself, before the world has not been divided, Mr. Lu will often send him books from other places, not Cao Qinglang boasts, he has read a lot.

Pei Qian asked again: "Do you know how to write that calligraphy?"

Cao Qinglang smiled and stretched out a finger, wrote the word in the air, and said, "Confucian classics record that in the mid-autumn moon, the cold is soaking and the yang is declining, so it is called murderous." The frog is the sound of the frog, and the ancient sages had the phrase 'palm to the frog stud'. I also heard a gentleman laugh and say, "poetry" words talk about the text, like to the heroic Suzi, the soft willow to ask the ancestors, that gentleman at that time with a folding fan clapped his hands, laughing and said, "I laugh, like a frog noisy, a little victory parrot to learn the tongue." ”

Pei Qian remained silent and said with a straight face: "It turns out that you also know." ”

The essence of this phrase is in the word "also".

Of course, Cao Qinglang didn't deliberately show off his knowledge, he just wanted to know what kind of person Pei Qian is now, it's a little strange, Pei Qian seems to have changed a lot, but many have not changed.

Pei Qian said suddenly: "The last time we met, I actually wanted to kill you, because I was afraid that you would snatch my master, the master has always been very concerned about you, not the kind that puts it on the lips, except for drinking, the master will say a little more about his heart, more often, the master only occasionally looks into the distance, in a daze, at that time, the master's eyes will whisper, so I know that the master misses you very much, and has always hoped to take you with him, so that you will not be left alone in the lotus flower blessed land, afraid that you will suffer." ”

Pei Qian hesitated, grabbed the trekking pole with both hands, his joints turned white, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were exposed, and he said slowly: "I'm sorry!"

Cao Qinglang nodded slightly, "I accept your apology, because you would think that, it's really wrong." But when you have that thought, you can stop it, you can keep your heart, and in the end you don't do it, I think it's good. So in fact, you don't have to worry that I will snatch your master, since Mr. Chen has accepted you as a disciple, if you don't even have this kind of thought one day, don't say it's me Cao Qinglang at that time, it is estimated that no one in the world can snatch Mr. Chen. ”

Pei Qian said loudly: "It's a great disciple of the mountain, not an ordinary disciple!"

Cao Qinglang said helplessly: "Okay, good, great, amazing." ”

Pei Qian squinted at him and said slowly, "Stuffy gourd, are you really not angry?"

Cao Qinglang propped up his elbows slightly, looked at Pei Qian, and made an angry appearance, like a door god on the door of the small mansion looking at the world with wide eyes, "I'm angry!"

Pei Qian tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Childish is not naïve." ”

Cao Qinglang asked, "You came to Nanyuan Kingdom alone this time, and Mr. Chen didn't come?"

Pei Qian shook his head and said sullenly: "It was Nanyuan Kingdom that came with an old man who taught me boxing, and we walked a long way before we came here." ”

Cao Qinglang said curiously: "What about the old gentleman?"

Pei Qian turned his head, looked in the direction of Xinxiang Temple in a daze, and did not speak.

A moment later.

Cao Qinglang was a little frightened.

I saw Pei Qian, who had a slightly higher head and was not so small in black charcoal, with his mouth open, and he didn't cry, but he had a lot of tears and snot.

In an instant, Pei Qian stood up, her movements were too hasty, and she flicked off the hiking stick that was lying horizontally on her knee, and she didn't care, and then the ground in the small courtyard slammed, and Pei Qian's figure disappeared in an instant.

Cao Qinglang couldn't rest assured of her, so he floated up like a bird, wearing a green shirt with big sleeves fluttering, and followed the thin figure in front of him far away on the ridge of the roof.

Pei Qian fell outside the corridor of the Xinxiang Temple, looked at the old man with his eyes closed, and said angrily: "Old man, don't sleep!"

Pei Qian stomped on the ground, retreated with one foot, pulled away a simple and thick boxing fight, and cried: "Grandpa Cui, get up and feed the box!"

Cao Qinglang stood behind Pei Qian, and a middle-aged monk arrived, Cao Qinglang folded his hands and apologized.

The abbot monk of the Xinxiang Temple nodded slightly, bowed his head and folded his head, the Buddha sang, and slowly left.

Pei Qian kept that boxing fight for a long time.

Cao Qinglang walked to Pei Qian's side, reached out and gently pressed Pei Qian's fist, "The old gentleman is gone." ”

Cao Qinglang found that he couldn't press the fist in the slightest, Pei Qian said to himself: "Grandpa Cui, don't sleep, let's go home together! This is not home, our home is in Luoluo Mountain!"

Cao Qinglang had already noticed Pei Qian's abnormality, so he had to press Pei Qian's fist with one hand and shouted softly: "Pei Qian!"

Pei Qian's natural fist intent, like coals burning Cao Qinglang's palm, Cao Qinglang did not have the slightest change in expression, his feet moved, like an immortal stepping on a gang step fight, the two cuffs were like a breeze, and he pinched the sword trick with one hand, and he actually pressed Pei Qian's fist down by more than an inch, Cao Qinglang said in a deep voice: "Pei Qian, do you still want to let the old gentleman walk unsteadily, don't worry?!"

was interrupted by Cao Qinglang's surging fist intent like a waterfall flowing backwards, Pei Qian seemed to be a little sober, squatted down, hugged his head and cried, a pair of eyes, always staring at the old man in green shirt sitting in the corridor.

In the next moment, the old man in green shirt, who was asleep when he died, seemed to be drawn by Pei Qian's previous god-man drum-style fist intent, and the silent fist intent of the dead person was alive.

I saw that from Cui Cheng's hands in front of him, two clusters of bright light appeared like the sun and the moon hanging in the air, all the fist intent of the peak martial arts of the Ten Realms, from the body of the withered and rotten wood, from the hundred bones of the Qi Mansion, quickly poured into the two rays of light, Cao Qinglang was dazzling by the brilliance, and had to close his eyes, not only that, but by the fist intent that was about to fall like a mountain, Cao Qinglang was forced to not want to retreat, and he could only slide backwards, and finally his back was against the wall, unable to move, and the aura from the cultivation could not be condensed at all.

But that strong fist intent that seems to be unrestrained by heaven and earth has no impact on Pei Qian at all.

Pei Qian clenched her hands into fists, stood up, and a bead hovered in front of her, and finally lingered around Pei Qian, slowly circulating.

Another bead soared into the sky, collided with the canopy, and shattered open, like a martial arts drizzle under the lotus root blessing.

After the death of the old man, Zhu Yong was a martial artist in the Far Away Realm, the first person in the world to learn martial arts, and he could naturally get a lot of hands, but Zhu Yong refused.

Pei Qian didn't dare to catch the martial arts bead that the old man had specially left for her.

What if Grandpa Cui hadn't died? If he had accepted this gift, Grandpa Cui would have really died.

Why is it that when I was a child, I had to have a parting between life and death, and I finally grew up, and I still have to do this.

Cao Qinglang looked at the back and said softly: "No matter how uncomfortable it is, don't lie to yourself." Gone, just gone. All we can do is make our lives better. ”

Pei Qian, who was facing away from Cao Qinglang, nodded lightly, trembled and stretched out his hand to hold the martial arts bead.

Pei Qian turned his head to look at Cao Qinglang and said, "Grandpa Cui actually has a lot to say, but he didn't have time to tell Master. ”

In a small temple, the melodious sound of twilight drums sounded.