The former site of the Yaoshan Wooden Building, these days is a scene of great construction and construction. The sixty-four Zhu Jin trees that Xiao Jihu went to the Qingao Palace to buy actually only cost thirty taels of silver. This is still the price that Jin Ye took the initiative to give, and the key is that he kept saying that he didn't need to cut down trees with small shells. Jin Ye patted his chest and promised that he would personally invite an old ape with infinite power to move mountains, cut down the tree, go to the branches, cut it into pieces, and then send it to Yaoshan.

At first, I paid the deposit, and the two little guys were still a little worried.

Thirty taels of silver, a small husk and a red face, I have never earned silver under the mountain in my life.

If Jin Ye wanted to deliberately tease them, would he really dare to seek justice? If he had to trouble the boss for such a thing, wouldn't it be very shameless...... This is mostly the idea of a red-faced child. Xiao Jike thinks more, of course, in case this thing is not done well, how to share the worries of the master in the future.

In short, on the way back, the two little ones quarreled and quarreled all the way, and they never had an idea.

When I got home that day, I naturally reported the good news first. As a result, Ren Pingsheng was in a good mood and praised them fiercely.

The two little guys are becoming more and more empty-hearted.

Fortunately, these days are really busy, and the little ones can't concentrate on this matter for the time being.

Since they want to build a two-entry house and reserve a three-entry base, they have been busy leveling the plots in the past few days.

That whole area of shade is almost exhausted.

Unexpectedly, the house had not yet been leveled, and on the side of Yaba Mountain, sixty-four pieces of Zhu Jin wood were really sent to the scene in one go. And the roots and trunks are about the thickness of two people hugging, and the shortest one is five or six zhang high. It can be seen that Jin Ao picked the relatively tall half of Zhu Jinmu in his Yuluo Xiaotai.

Not only that, but those straight branches with a diameter of more than half a foot, as long as they can still be cut into sections, the old ape who moved the mountain moved them all in one go.

Not to mention the two medium-sized wooden buildings originally planned, even if the planks of the three-entry stilted building are built, it is enough. It turned out that the stilted building of the small shell used the material of a Zhu Jin wood. Of course, the old tree that has been born for thousands of years and died for thousands of years, the material taken from one tree can be used as five or six trees in Yaba Mountain.

Building a wooden house and opening wood is a piece of cake. A small shell can be up to more than a dozen skilled craftsmen down the mountain. After all, its Dao magic powers, the root of the Dao, are closely related to trees.

Ren Pingsheng's master and apprentice and the red-faced children can only give a beating to Xiaojihu.

What's more, Ren Pingsheng is not very enthusiastic about building a house. The reason why I want to do it is that I think it's fun. I finally have a mountain, and among the mountain gates, there are still so many "people", no matter what, there must be a decent portal.

But what he is more concerned about is actually the set of Tai Chi techniques that Shi Yuqing has often discussed with him since he came. Ren Pingsheng tried to concentrate on that set of boxing techniques with his own tragic sword intent at the beginning, and he never thought that he really had a sense of compatibility with each other. However, the Sorrowful Sky Sword is a heavy sword after all, and the sword qi skill is too heavy to be used to test the new swordsmanship adapted from the fist technique.

So that day, when he saw the horizontal smoke sword hanging on the ceiling on the third floor of the Sanqing Pavilion, he couldn't put it down. The sword body of the Hengyan Sword is slender, and the center of gravity is only three inches in front of the sword grid, which is very suitable for this kind of sword movement with light and agile moves.

When everyone is busy these days, Ren Pingsheng is more engaged in tinkering with that set of Tai Chi swordsmanship. The moves were changed countless times, until the first wooden building of the second entrance was completed, and the Taiji Sword began to take shape.

This set of swordsmanship

, take the meaning of the 64 hexagrams of the innate Yili, a total of 64 formulas.

Shi Yuqing could get out of bed early, after all, he had used up all the healing elixirs that Ren Pingsheng had brought down from the Mountain of No Return, so his injuries to his flesh, muscles, and bones had healed. It's just that the damage to the Dantian Qi Mansion can't be repaired.

Fortunately, the meat ball itself has a good physical foundation, at least the strength is still there, so I often help with some of the strength to carry it. The little husk and a thousand sticks always obstructed him in every way and didn't let him do it. Shi Yuqing was bored, so he had to go to learn boxing and swordsmanship with Ren Pingsheng.

One is the founder of this set of boxing techniques, and the other is a master of the three realms of the Sorrowful Heaven Sword Dao, and the two refer to each other, of course, they get twice the result with half the effort.

Because of the abundance of wood, this first stilted building occupies a wide area, in addition to the first and second floors have spacious main halls and halls, there are two rows of rooms on the left and right, and the courtyard also has two side wings. So in fact, as far as the current "people" in Yaoshan are concerned, after each occupying one room, the whole house still seems empty. Whether you build a wooden building or not, in fact, it doesn't matter.

But the small shell and a thousand sticks insisted on being built, and of course Ren Pingsheng would not have any objections.

Anyway, I don't have to pay for it, and I don't have to put much effort into it. And according to Ren Pingsheng's proposal, since the house is built, it must be moved in immediately. No matter where the custom is, there should always be a ceremony for the completion of a new house, not to mention, this is still a mountain gate.

Therefore, the construction of the second wooden building can be postponed.

But the so-called ceremony, there should always be some relatives and friends to congratulate and celebrate the jubilee. In this kind of thing, everyone is worried.

The only guest who can be invited now should be Jin Ao from Qingao Palace. Of course, Shi Yuqing may be half a guest, but on that guy, I'm afraid he doesn't even owe the broken silver that sealed a congratulatory ceremony.

That's a fart ritual.

Ren Pingsheng is constantly deducing, and during the selection of the auspicious day of the zodiac, he has also made countless hexagrams, accounting for the auspicious culprit of the broken mountain gate.

On this day, Ren Pingsheng finished counting, and suddenly became a little mysterious, pulling the small accumulation shell aside.

"Master, what's the good thing?" Xiao Jihug is already a little used to it, and as soon as the master explains something, there will definitely be good things.

"Our medicine mountain is now, isn't it cold and not prosperous?" Ren Pingsheng asked knowingly.

"Uh-huh. Xiao Jihug spoke, after all, he didn't have the cleverness of the red face.

Ren Pingsheng put his arm around the little guy's thick shoulders and whispered: "I have discovered some heavenly opportunities, and we will soon add a talented disciple here." ”

"Really?" Xiao Jihu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Will it be an old one, or a small one?"

The little guy's thoughts, Ren Pingsheng can understand when he thinks about it with his fingers. First of all, there was a red-faced, unruly, although the small shell has no heart and lungs, but there are people everywhere to raise the bar, after all, it is not a good thing. Later, there were a thousand sticks of that old guy, although he got along very well, but after all, the age of the people was on their faces, and those who were still growing up on the side of the natal tree like Xiao Jihu, naturally knew how to respect the elders.

So what he hoped most was that the old man could collect a small one for Shanmen that day. When the time comes, my little shell will also be a big brother.

Ren Pingsheng did not immediately reveal the mystery, "Since it is a heavenly opportunity, of course it is impossible to deduce these details." But I do have an idea, one can barely solve the matter of the inauguration ceremony of our mountain gate, and the other is that you can also go to the world under the mountain, maybe that opportunity is in the red dust of the market, maybe it's okay. Otherwise, this barren mountain and wild mountain will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse

I was able to meet someone. ”

Xiao Jihu thought so, "Master, then you say, where are we going?"

Ren Pingsheng wrinkled every day, "This place was originally your territory, you ask me, I ask who to go." ”

Xiao Jihu was a little surprised, "Master, the place is more familiar to me, but I usually go down the mountain, and I have never met anyone." ”

"Then pick the most familiar place to go, and just send a blessing to people openly, give something beneficial or something, it's okay. It's just that if we don't find the real chance, we won't identify ourselves. ”

Xiao Jihu habitually scratched his head, although he felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't think of anything wrong, "Then, it's the village below the Yaowang Temple." Master, if you meet that little girl with pigtails, we must not identify ourselves. ”

Ren Pingsheng slapped his fat shoulder hard and made a final decision, "Then it's decided, go to her house first." ”

"What......"

But this time, the old man didn't give him a chance to refute, pulled up the white and tender little arms like lotus roots and onions in the small shell, and swept towards the bottom of the mountain. The wind gusted all the way, and the grass and trees swayed.

What happened next, Xiao Jihu was even more worried and at a loss. When I arrived near the simple Yaowang Temple, I saw the dwellings and tents at the foot of the mountain; Ren Pingsheng continued to fly unabated, and a sword was handed out during the rush, and the sword qi rushed to the sky, and from the morning glow in the sky, a cloud was split, and the village was shrouded in clouds.

Hundreds of men, women, and children in the entire village had never seen this wonderful scene of colorful clouds falling to the ground, and they went out to watch the scenery and whispered. There are also those who are bold and run to the high places of the village, where to gather and figure out.

Could it be that our village has suffered for hundreds of years, and God is really going to open his eyes now?

God doesn't open his eyes, no one can see it. But in that piece of clouds, a hole suddenly opened, and a young man in Tsing Yi with a fairy wind and bones, leading a white tender boy full of joy, emerged from the half-sky-high cloud mouth and fell to the ground.

The so-called half-sky height is actually just on the small mound in the village.

But those two "immortals" came down from the clouds after all!

The whole noisy village suddenly became silent. People seem to have forgotten that to worship the gods, you need to burn incense and bow down. Of course, everyone is very skilled in the usual sacrifices and prayers. But the ancestors have knelt down for hundreds of years and thousands of years, who has ever seen the real gods descend to earth?

So at this time, whether it was the elders in the village or the young boys, they were just staring blankly at the demeanor of the two immortals flying down, completely at a loss.

When someone finally took the lead in kneeling down and kowtowing to the place where the two immortals landed, Ren Pingsheng and their figures had already disappeared into a low and dilapidated courtyard wall.

As a result, the open space in the alley outside the courtyard wall was full of men, women, and children from a village.

The dilapidated courtyard wall, the gate was actually useless, but no one dared to push the door, the wall was low, and only by standing close to it could you have an unobstructed view of the courtyard, but no one dared to stand up straight.

People just knelt down and muttered their blessings.

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a loess-rammed hut, and outside the door of the hut, stood a family of three. A simple and sturdy man, a beautiful and gentle woman, and a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old standing between the two.

The little girl has a pair of cute pigtails on her head.