It is said that Chen Ji, the sister-in-law of the Chen family, left the village school after saying goodbye to the two scholars, and after returning to the Chen family, he naturally saw the two groups of foreign immortals who came to the door one after another.

Chen Shuang, a young man from the Chen family in Nanxi, looked at the young Chen Ji who slowly walked into the main hall from outside the door, looked at it with some curiosity, and then got up first to break the silent atmosphere in the hall, and smiled at Chen Shuhuai, the head of the Chen family who was sitting on the upper hand and did not speak: "Master Chen, although it is the first time for me and the two of us to come to the door, but the Ming people don't say dark words, I won't go around the corner, the main purpose of our coming this time is to take the prince of the house Chen Ji back to Nanxizhou, and I have also passed on the topic of this matter before, so I want to talk to Chen Gongzi alone at the moment, Don't know where to go? ”

Chen Shuang spoke straight to the point, but he was not very rude, it stands to reason that as the main lineage of the Chen family, he has the upper hand for the Chen family in the small town, but this wealthy prince does not seem to want to take advantage of this to command the meaning of the command, and he still speaks kindly, without the slightest arrogance, but after these words are spoken, the atmosphere in the main hall, which is already a little silent, is still inevitably slightly condensed, and it also makes the young Chen Ji, who has just walked in the door, stand at the door of the main hall. looked at his father, who seemed to be in a trance, sitting on the top with a tea cup, and was also waiting for his answer.

However, before Chen Shuhuai could say anything, the two Qinglian Sword Sect members who were sitting opposite the two of the Nanxi Chen clan interjected first, and it was the sword immortal of the Sword Sect named Li Tianran who spoke, he looked at the young man who had already got up opposite, and said in a light tone: "Chen Gongzi, although you and I are both fellow members of the immortal family, and people in cultivation do not have to pay attention to etiquette, but as for who should take away the Chen family's sister-in-law in Yanguan Town, according to the rules that have been set a long time ago, I'm afraid it should be my Qinglian Sword Sect that speaks first, right?" ”

The young man Chen Shuang smiled when he heard this, turned his head to look at the two sword immortals, a man and a woman, who were sitting on the chair opposite and did not get up, and said with a smile: "Wuxi Sword Immortal's words are good, but please forgive the juniors for offending, according to the rules, it should indeed be your Qinglian Sword Sect's first choice, but this time the apprenticeship is really a bit special, I'm afraid that my Nanxi Chen clan can't act according to the rules set in the past, and the twists and turns in it, presumably the Qinglian Sword Sect should also understand, so the juniors can only say, please forgive me for this matter." ”

Wuxi Sword Immortal is the title of Li Tianran, a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, this Qi Nine Realms Immortal with a long sword on his back, although his reputation is not as famous as the white-clothed Night Rain Sword Immortal under the Xihe Sword Sect in Jiuzhou, it does not mean that the ability in his hand is necessarily inferior to that one, but he probably did not encounter an opportunity to be famous enough, and the woman Li Pingyang sitting beside him also has the title, it is "Moon Shadow", the origin of the title of this Moon Shadow Sword Immortal is somewhat similar to that Night Rain Sword Immortal, It's all about the swords in their respective hands.

In addition, there is a small saying on the rivers and lakes that is not very widespread, saying that the titles of these two sword immortals may have something to do with the founding ancestor of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and everyone knows that the founding ancestor of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Li Chengxian, is the founder of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and the poetry is the most unique, and the wine is second, although the achievement of the sword is extremely high, but the reputation can only be ranked at the end of the "three uniques", and the current words "Wuxi" and "Moon Shadow" have appeared in some famous poems of the ancestor of the Sword Sect, plus both of them are surnamed Li, So some people even think that there may be some blood relationship between these two sword immortals and the ancestor of the mountain, but the Yong'an Continent Qinglian Sword Sect has never given a positive explanation for this matter, and has never given a clear statement about the teacher-inheritance relationship between these two sword immortals, so the speculation in the rivers and lakes has always been just a guess, and it is unknown how it is.

Wuxi Sword Immortal Li Tianran listened to the young Chen Shuang's answer, and was about to say a few more words, but before he could speak, he received a look from the Moon Shadow Sword Immortal Li Pingyang sitting beside him, and the movement of shaking his head slightly, so he hesitated for a moment and didn't speak again, probably meaning that the Qinglian Sword Sect chose to acquiesce to Nanxi Chen's approach.

Seeing this, Chen Shuang smiled slightly, bowed to the two sword immortals and saluted with his fists, and accepted the concession, but it was disrespectful.

Chen Shuhuai, the head of the Chen family in the small town sitting at the top, and the short and fat old man who was smiling and holding a pair of lion heads, neither of them spoke, waiting for the young Chen Shuang to negotiate with the Qinglian Sword Sect, so far, the head of the Chen family slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, and then raised his head and looked at his sister-in-law Chen Ji who was standing at the door, and ordered: "Ji'er, Chen Gongzi first came to the town to visit the Chen family, if you have nothing to do, you can lead Chen Gongzi around, inside and outside the house." ”

Hearing this, Chen Ji glanced at Chen Shuang, the young man who was looking at him, and then bowed to his father and accepted the matter, and then the two teenagers walked out of the door of the main hall one after the other, first visiting Chen's mansion and then visiting the town.

The rich young man who followed behind Chen Ji wandered around, while looking at the small town boy who was leading the way in front, and saw that he walked slowly, not hurried, neither humble nor arrogant, and felt that it seemed that before he left home and went to Liguanzhou in the northwest, he heard some things explained by his head of the family seemed to be a little interesting, and this young man who may be in the center of the whirlpool for many years to come may really have some magic.

Thinking so in his heart, Chen Shuang, the son of a wealthy man who has always been fond of holding back words, directly opened his mouth to talk to Chen Ji: "You have also seen that I went here from Nanxi Continent with the nine elders of the clan, and the purpose is to come here for you, and now there are no others around, if you have any questions, you can ask directly." ”

Chen Ji, the young man who had just walked into the back garden of the Chen family, who had just led the guests into the back garden of the Chen family, did not look back when he heard this, and he did not listen to his footsteps, but a faint voice came over, and said: "I really have a question that I am curious about, the person who talked about the transaction with the Zhao family in Zhennan before, it is said that it seems to be from the Xinghe Zhou Xiang Mansion named after you, and the young visitor who is in charge of talking to Zhao Jicheng seems to be called Chen Zheng, I wonder if there is any relationship between the two of you?" ”

The angle of this question is a little tricky, and the young man who followed Chen Ji raised his eyebrows a little, and said with a smile: "His name is Chen Zheng, my name is Chen Shuang, it doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, after all, they are all surnamed Chen, and they are considered to have the same surname and different sects, but if you want to say that there is an inevitable relationship... It's not counting, after all, there is a whole Middle Earth Divine Continent between my Nanxi Chen clan and Xinghezhou Xiangwangfu, and it's more difficult to think about any inevitable connection between this distance, isn't it? ”

Chen Ji didn't say anything more about this when he heard this, and continued to take Chen Shuang to wander around the back garden, while continuing to ask curiously: "I have always heard that your Nanxi Continent Chen clan holds half a continent in his hands, and is one of the most powerful families in the world, and is also the main vein of our Chen family in Yanguan Town, so your Nanxi Chen family is really in charge of half of Nanxi Continent?" ”

"It's not as exaggerated as you think." Chen Shuang smiled when he heard this, and said: "In fact, all along, it has been said that the Chen family and the Jiang family have divided Nanxizhou in half, but in fact, although the Chen family has a long heritage and has many direct side children, it is far from being able to control half of the continent, and the land of a continent is not a state or an empire, the territory is unimaginable, and half is just a saying, probably just because in Nanxizhou, the only forces above the three grades are Yingshan Chen and Xuchuan Jiang, and it happens to be one south and one north, In addition, when the other immortal sects in Nanxizhou occasionally have something, they are just willing to listen to these two families, so there may be such a statement, which is not true. ”

The young man in the small town who led the way didn't look back when he heard this, but he still couldn't help grinning, for the first time he saw this kind of statement that the word "self-satisfaction" was so euphemistic and so obvious on his lips, you might as well directly say that the two of you are the co-owners of the rivers and lakes in Nanxizhou, one south and one north!

Of course, this can't be said directly, so Chen Ji just listened and didn't speak, still leading the way in front, and heard Chen Shuang in the back continue: "In fact, in the other eight continents of the world, most people call us Nanxi Chen or Nanxi Jiang, but most of us ourselves call ourselves Yingshan Chen, and they call themselves Xuchuan Jiang, among which Yingshan Chen's family learning has some relationship with the world's largest Confucian temple in Middle-earth Shenzhou, so we can also be regarded as a branch of Confucianism. And the Jiang family's side happens to have some relationship with Wumiao's side, so it is always said that Nanxizhou is divided in half, and there may be a reason for this. ”

Chen Ji hadn't heard of this before, and the Chen family used poetry and books to pass it down, and it was not surprising that it was a branch of the Confucian Temple, but the relationship between the Jiang family in Nanxizhou and the Bingjia Wumiao was really a bit novel, probably because he didn't know much about the Jiang family.

When Chen Shuang finished talking about the general situation of the rivers and lakes on the peaks of Nanxi Zhou, the two of them had already stopped at a small lake in the back garden of the Chen family, standing side by side, looking at the pond of lotus petals in the lake that had been slightly glowing with spring, the small town boy Chen Ji slowly asked his last question: "Listen to my father, the main lineage of the Nanxi Chen family has exceeded at least five Jiazi and has not taken anyone from Yanguan Town, after such a long time, you suddenly have to choose someone from the small town Chen family, and you have to be ahead of the Qinglian Sword Sect that should be ranked in front according to the rules, I wonder what the so-called 'twists and turns' that both of you know about? ”

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The north and south of the town Lingguan, the perennial closed eyes of the old Taoist today alone sitting alone at the door of the main hall in the view, when there are pilgrims to incense, they get up slightly, smile and nod to say hello, when no one comes, sit in the sun under the corridor, bask in the sun to get warm.

A few days ago, I sat under the gazebo with the old Taoist, and talked about the old man who had sharpened the knife, and the old man with a faint figure was not in the Taoist temple for the past two days, probably because he had returned to Liangzhou City, about the identity of the old man, it was actually a secret for ordinary people, and in the ordinary streets and alleys, ordinary people saw it as if they had not seen it, and there were gods in their heads.

The old Taoist basked in the sun for a while, and saw that there were not too many pilgrims in the Taoist temple today, and he didn't need to be stared at it too much, so he slowly got up, turned around with the long bamboo pole that had always been in his hand, and walked slowly to the backyard, there were no visitors in the front hall, and there were immortals in the backyard.

In the pavilion in the backyard, a thin and tall old man in a black robe, with crane hair and a childish face, and fairy wind bones, is more like a fairy than the old Taoist who has been practicing in the Taoist temple all the year round and rarely even goes out of the door.

Before the old Taoist turned around from the entrance of the main hall in the front yard, the old man suddenly appeared in the pavilion first, looked around the scenery in the backyard, and then sat on the stone bench next to the stone table, smiling and sighing.

After a while, the old Taoist walked through the courtyard gate with a bamboo pole into the backyard, and the old man sitting under the pavilion watched the old Taoist enter the field of vision from a distance, smiled lightly, and said slowly: "I haven't seen you for many years, but Lu Tianshi's demeanor is still the same." ”

The old Dao Elder of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone outside the pavilion didn't have any superfluous expression when he heard this, he just nodded lightly, "Poor Dao has seen Mr. Zhou. ”

The old man in the pavilion smiled when he heard this, and gently flicked a fallen leaf that fell on the leg of the robe, and then said: "I took the liberty to come to the door today, there is a lot of trouble, the old man has just admired it for a long time, and I want to come and see this world-famous salt official array in person, and it is fateful to coincide with the opening of the town." ”

The old Taoist stood outside the pavilion with a bamboo pole, and seemed to have no intention of going in and taking a seat, and when he heard the words of the old man in the pavilion, he was slightly silent, and seemed to want to stop talking.

The old man sat at the stone table, looked at the old Taoist priest standing with his eyes closed outside the pavilion, and asked three words with an expressionless face but a smile in his tone: "Do you have advice?" ”

"Mr. is talented, naturally he doesn't dare to give advice, but the poor Tao thinks that the way of heaven is constant, and everything has a fixed number, so why should I insist on it?" The old Taoist priest sighed after saying this, having said that, but the hearts of the people are upward, each has its own plan, the world is full of trouble, and most of the disputes and antagonisms in the stories come from here.

The old man in the robe slowly got up from the stone bench in the pavilion, and when he heard the old Taoist say this, he couldn't help but sneer, and sneered: "Why do real people need to learn from those great monks of Buddhism and fight with the old man here?" ”

He turned his gaze, his gaze crossed the old Taoist priest, and then passed through the rows of roof tiles in Yanguan Town, looking at the towering sword peak three miles east of the town, and said: "You and I both know that the foundation of the Heavenly Dao has been transposed fourteen years ago, and the demon dragon has opened its eyes, and the demon dragon is confused and guarded!" Nowadays, the so-called Heavenly Dao is still between the two things, so how can Taoist friends be persistent? ”

The old Taoist who had been standing in place with his eyes closed and did not move his position shook his head with some sighs when he heard the old man speak like this.

Fourteen years ago, the Lantern Festival was supposed to be the first full moon night of the year, but it was a round of blood moon hanging alone in the night sky to illuminate Jiuzhou, like a demon dragon opening its eyes, so evil that anyone who seems to be a great omen!

At that time, in addition to the three founding patriarchs of the three sects, and the three people who stood at the top of the Jiuzhou did not come in person, the other hundred sons were all present, and after some secret discussions, they finally decided to ascend to the altar for astrology, but the final result was that the three saints of the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought had no more than a few hands to peep into the sky, and only came to one conclusion: the foundation of the Heavenly Dao is displaced, and the world of chaos will rise!

After that, the three sects and hundreds of schools of thought relied on their own means to make a rough understanding of all parts of the world, including a four-character proverb "the moon and stars are rare" belongs to the Liangzhou boundary of the Chengyun Empire in Liguanzhou, and the Daomen vein responsible for unsigning this four-character proverb followed by a lot of explanations, in short, the Liangzhou boundary is full of luck and has a big dispute! However, because there are few places that can have this kind of conclusion, it is inevitable that the hundreds of schools of thought above the second grade of the rivers and lakes will inevitably focus their eyes on Yanguan Town, Liangzhou, and this is why there is a so-called so-called future dispute over the ownership of the cultural context and Taoism of Jiuzhou in the world, which should be started from here!

Today's visit to this place by Yun Zhongjun was based on the four words "the moon and stars are rare" at the beginning.

Listening to the firmness in the old man's tone, the old Taoist could only sigh slightly, leaned the bamboo pole in his hand on his shoulder, turned sideways to face the figure of the old man standing in the pavilion, and bowed his hand slightly, "In this case, it is useless to talk about the poor road, but it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, I am afraid that Lao Yunzhongjun will have to leave as soon as possible." ”

The old man in the pavilion who was looking east smiled slightly, turned his head sideways to look at the old Taoist chief, and then turned his gaze again to look at the tall sword mountain standing on the east side of the town, and said with a slow smile: "Originally, I wanted to take a look at the famous 'sea of clouds' in the west of the town, but now it seems that the old man probably doesn't have this honor, so it doesn't matter..."

The old man who was called "Yunzhongjun" by the old Taoist priest shook his head with a smile, but the next moment he squinted slightly at the old Taoist, and the yin and yang gossip diagram suddenly began to slowly emerge around his body, and as soon as it appeared, it began to rotate and fly around his body, and the black and white light echoed each other, turning faster and faster, rising with the storm, and the sky and earth were discolored!

For a moment, the old man in the pavilion with an amazing momentum clasped his fists and smiled at the old Taoist priest outside the pavilion: "However, it is not easy for the old man to trek through mountains and rivers to make a trip, he has never had the opportunity before, and it happened to be a coincidence, I wonder if the old man will have the honor to come to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to teach the Dao of the Great Heavenly Master?" ”

At this moment, there was thunder on the ground in the cold spring, and in an instant, within the heaven and earth, the snow was as fast as the sky!

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