Qike Mountain did not prohibit those Di newspapers, so until now, the conversation after tea and dinner is still that Jingyang Liu Jingyun.

Most people will think that the prince can do this.

Today's rest, in the early snow city under the mountain, there are three or five confidants who chant poetry and cook wine, and there are also women in groups of three or two, dressed in Confucian shirts, roaming in the snow.

Every year, new students come and send people away, and this early snow city is like lying lazily in the snow, watching the visitors who come and go.

At the foot of the mountain in the north, the three four-pillar cupola archways, two sentences, have never changed.

There are no elegant guests in the mountains, all of them are secular people.

Over in the gatehouse, the old man surnamed Yang was holding a broom, just sweeping the snow in front of the door. He has been guarding the gate here for a hundred years, and he has never thought of sweeping a mountain path for these high-ranking children who live under the mountain, nor has he ever thought of sweeping a spacious road for the poor students on the mountain.

That is, the stunned young man, who spent two years trying to teach the students on the mountain and down the mountain a truth, but until now, no one understands it at all.

Now that the three religions are withering, the academy is not as brilliant as before, although the students who came out of Qike Mountain have either become the emperors of a country or the pillars of a dynasty.

But there are very few people who really do learning.

Qiao Zhengli sat alone in the small building on the top of the mountain, flipping through the daylight outside the window, but when he looked at it, he was a little irritable.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, in the school, Mr. asked everyone what they wanted to do in the future and what kind of person they wanted to be.

Some people say it's for the country, some people say it's for the people, some people say it's for the world's knowledge, and some people say it's for the world.

At that time, the answers were varied. But now, for the country and the people, it is already good.

I vaguely remember that I replied at that time, because there was a peaceful world. As a result, Mr. said that you can take a long-term view, but you should take smaller steps and walk quickly! When can it be done, you can enter for the country, retreat can protect yourself, and then ask for something to do for the world.

Later, on the way to study, Qiao Zhengli found that it seemed that these things were difficult to do.

In officialdom, it is not easy to become a clear stream, and even if it does, nothing can be done.

However, if the dynasty is innocent, the scholar is useful.

became a qi refiner, and in the final analysis, he was still blessed by heaven. The old eagle is still feeding, born as a human being, how can he ignore the sky and overthrow the earth?

There was a voice at the door, and a young man in a Confucian shirt was waving outside the door, reluctant to get up for a long time.

Qiao Zhengli smiled slightly, and said softly, "Why should scholars bother with articles."

The young man in the Confucian shirt outside straightened up, grinned, and said softly, "Then the student will take a temporary trip to the east with a sword."

Qiao Zhengli said softly, "Go ahead."

The scholar outside the door shook his hand again and retreated.

The road down the mountain was covered with snow, and the scholar straightened his back.

Where is it used to practice martial arts? Naturally, it is to drive away the barbarians and purify the captives.

Go to the ruins, and swear not to return to the uneven side of the disaster! If you die in battle, your soul will return.

The middle-aged man turned another page, and instead of looking at the people coming down the mountain, he only looked down at the book.

There are so many books in the world. Just by a casual person, after opening it, it is a wonderful book with endless taste.

But Yin's ancestors have classics and books.

In the gatehouse at the bottom of the mountain, Old Man Yang stuck his head out of the window and handed over a pot of wine at the same time.

The young man in the Confucian shirt shook his head and said, "Senior Yang doesn't know, I don't drink, and I'm not Liu Jingxuan's wine putty."

In fact, young people have seen Liu Jingxuan, but Liu Jingxuan has never seen him.

Yang Laohan smiled: "Mr. Xiao Sun, take it, don't drink it now, drink it later." People are in a foreign land, and the hometown wine has its own hometown taste."

The young man took the drink and put it away, then bowed his hand slightly, and turned around.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly heard Senior Yang ask, "Mr. Xiao Sun, did you say that it was the chicken that came first, or the egg that came first?"

The young man laughed dumbly, but he still turned his head and said softly, "There is a mixture of things, born from nature, and can be the mother of the world. I don't know its name, but the word is the way."

The old man also smiled, leaned on the window, took a puff of the old dry tobacco, and asked, "Is that the first world, or the first people?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and said softly, "I have a seven-foot remainder, with different hands and feet, wearing hair and teeth, leaning on and eating."

After a pause, the young man said, "Sun Li is two hundred years old, and he is still in the world."

The old man's face was full of relief, he nodded with a smile, and said softly, "Go ahead." ……

Yuzhuzhou, a mountain that has been closed for a hundred years, opened today.

Since the disappearance of the sect master, the Divine String Sect has been closed for a hundred years.

Today's opening of the mountain, the directors of the five side peaks of Gongshang Jiao Huiyu gathered in the Qinshan Patriarch Hall to re-elect a sect master.

Since the disappearance of the sect master, for more than a hundred years, the Shenxian Sect has had a first-class mountain shelf, but in fact, there are no monks in the mountain at all. If the mountain hadn't been closed, I'm afraid it would have been divided a long time ago.

Just yesterday, the Lord of Yushan Peak had already broken through the realm and ascended the tower, and today he announced the opening of the mountain and presided over the meeting, so as to regard the position of the sect master as something in his pocket.

Qi Duzhou naturally sat in the main seat, and only said one sentence from beginning to end.

"I, Qiduzhou, will sit in this sect master position today, and if someone breaks through the realm and ascends the tower in the future, I will give up the seat."

The other four peak masters were speechless, silent for a moment, and the Patriarch of Zhanglu, who is also the peak master of Gongshan Mountain, raised his head and said a word.

"When the patriarch's mother-in-law established the sect, she made a rule that unless the sect master took the initiative to abdicate or died in a foreign land, no other sect master could be established."

Qi Duzhou smiled slightly, but the next moment, a bell came, and the young woman's palm rhythm was knocked out.

The young man said indifferently: "I have to do it today, I have to do it, I don't care what the rules are, I only know that there are hundreds of people up and down the Shenxian Sect, and they have to live with heads and faces. If the treasurer wants to stop me, then change the treasurer, and everyone is the same."

There was a sudden silence below, and no one dared to speak anymore.

After all, once you climb the stairs, you can be called an immortal.

The next moment, everyone present suddenly turned their heads to look out of the door at the same time, and two young figures entered the door with their palms in their hands.

A man and a woman, the man is dressed in green, and the jade flute is pinned to the waist. The woman's figure was thin, but fortunately, there was no light weight in the place, and she was carrying an iron rod more than three feet long behind her.

The woman pulled out the iron bar, squinted at the height, and sneered, "Uncle Qi, my master is not in the mountains, you monkey want to be the king?" Have you asked the two of us?"

The young man with clear eyebrows in the back grinned and said softly, "Senior sister, why are you talking so impulsively? Let's talk to Uncle Qi!"

That being said, the beautiful man has the aura of climbing the stairs, but he does not hide it at all.

Qi Duzhou walked down from the high seat very simply, first hugged his fist at Qin Se to make amends, and then took a fist on his chest, which was much heavier than Xiang Qinse's.

"Since both of you have broken through the realm, I don't deserve this sect master, but no matter what, I have to choose a sect master to come out today."

The woman holding the iron rod said indifferently: "Before my master gives way, there is no possibility that there will be a new sect master of the Divine String Sect, if Uncle Qi really wants the Divine String Sect not to be inferior, then the mountain will be opened, and the mountain affairs will be the master."

Qi Duzhou frowned and said, "What about the two of you?"

The woman smiled heartily and said, "Didn't you say that the highest place in the world is that in Liushantou, there must be at least someone or money to go to Guiruin, our mountain is poor now, and besides, I have been fascinated by that place for a long time. Senior Brother Liu will go to the master, and before he finds the master, the Divine String Sect will be handed over to the master uncle."

Others don't know, how can the Divine String Sect not know the danger of going to the ruins, after all, the ancestor mother-in-law died in that place.

Qi Duzhou frowned and said, "Tao Tan'er, you think clearly, if you have to go, I will go."

The woman put the iron rod on her shoulder and grinned, "This is like Uncle Shi! But I'd better go, I'm not full of five tones, I'm going to fight!"

In the Xiandu Dynasty of Futu Continent, when the demon king Wu Yu returned, there was only a wisp of soul left, and there was still a chance to do it, but a Taoist priest came a few days ago, and this chance was gone.

Today's court meeting, there is only one thing to discuss, that is, whether to go to the ruins, what to do if you don't go? If you go, go to people or go to money?

The exact answer has been given on the side of Wailing Wind Mountain, and the result is that a slap in the face almost deflated the mountain.

The Demon Emperor's body is a golden-winged Dapeng, and all the dynasties in Jiuzhou, only the monarchs of the Old Shenlu Dynasty and Xiandu Wang Chao can be Qi Refiners. After the Shenlu Dynasty did not exist, the Xiandu Dynasty was the only one.

This demon emperor sat in a high position, his face was as usual, but he only smiled bitterly in his heart.

The name of the Xiandu Dynasty comes from the sentence "Demon Ye Xianduzi".

At the beginning of the establishment of the dynasty, the ancestors read too little, and regarded the word Ye as the word of governance, so he thought, the demon rules the idle capital! It's better to call it the Xiandu Dynasty.

Okay, now the highest place in the world has spoken, the ten major dynasties, if someone comes out of the world, if someone doesn't come out, then pay for it.

But the Eight Desolation Demon Clan, and the Futu Continent Demon Clan, at most, have differences, and in the final analysis, they are still one clan. Whether it's money or effort, it's always a little unacceptable.

In fact, this demon emperor has something that is not easy to say, at least not the same as the same clan.

Isn't it good to reach a consensus with the Terran dynasty and hide between the mountains and rivers? Do you have to monopolize one continent? Okay, right? ended up in the same room.

In fact, although the Demon Emperor's idea is good, the demon race eats people, and the human race eats meat, which seems to have always been a matter of course.

The Demon Emperor said in a deep voice, "Send a ferry to deliver supplies to the Guiruins."

The hall was extremely noisy, and everyone was indignant, saying that the demon clan would not fight the demon clan.

But the Demon Emperor just sneered, learn the ethics of the human race, you have learned? Since you can't learn it, you will be scolded by others.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the genus of Jiaolong, eating sons and parents, in the minority?

My son is hungry, and he says at every turn that he will go home and stew your mother, is it less?

The Demon Emperor spoke softly, "It's okay if you don't go, then you tell me, who will face the twelve people in the highest place in the world?"

The hall was suddenly silent.

The demon emperor walked out of the main hall and looked at the sky, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so he had to meditate in his heart.

"Fish, insects, birds and beasts, flowers and trees, the sky does not grow! Ancestor, you have hurt us!"

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