After a small trial, Ren Pingsheng was a little addicted. After all, the matter of naming is a very important means of using gods in the number of Xuanmen techniques. Whether or not God is used properly is related to the fortune and well-being of the Lord. In fact, the name of "Qu Jian Villa", Ren Pingsheng has another original intention, but it involves the secret of his own kendo, and he doesn't need to explain it to Xiao Jihu, that is, Wu Chunmang in the future. To do good to others and achieve one's own selfishness is never something to be sorry for.

A thousand sticks took Hou as the surname and took the name Shangshan. Ren Pingsheng's original intention was to hope that the red-faced child and the thousand sticks would share the same surname, after all, when the two were monkeys in the world, they were of the same clan and clan. But the red-faced child would rather die than obey this discussion, and finally had to give the surname as a thank you, and leave a single name.

Since then, on the medicine mountain, there has been the mountain owner, or the director of Qujian Villa.

Left Protector Wu Chunmang.

Right Protector Sheliu.

Hou Shangshan, the great disciple of the founding mountain.

Three or five people on a mountain, it can be regarded as the beginning of the "sect" atmosphere. Hou Shangshan is very satisfied with the name, as for whether the red face follows his surname or not, in fact, he doesn't care the most. Anyway, my Hou Shangshan is the orthodoxy of the Hou clan of Yaba Mountain, and the other side branches are end, what do you love to have your surname.

Wu Chunmang shouted his name over and over again to the other two people, the old and the young, and had nothing to talk about, so he felt funny. In fact, he felt in his heart that the old man was really better to himself. But this can't be said that the master is not good enough for other people.

After all, the master is also a human being, and everyone has to be so careful when naming each other, and it will be exhausting.

He estimated that if the red face did not object to the surname Hou, his current name might be Hou Xiashan, or Hou Shangshu would be good. In the future, there will be more people on the mountain, and if the master can't come up with a name, I, Wu Chunmang, can also do it for me.

Letting Shi Yuqing feed the sword is similar to tinkering with a fire stick, but Ren Pingsheng is never in a hurry, he is still patient, and he disassembles and practices with him one move at a time. When the sword is released, there is no strength and sword energy, and there is only one point of sword intent between each other.

The flow of sword intent between heaven and earth was very smooth and natural.

It's just that Ren Pingsheng suddenly frowned, and his sword intent stagnated, and he was slashed into the middle palace by Shi Yuqing with a sword, and he was against his chest.

For this unexpected joy, Shi Yuqing was not interested, withdrew the wooden sword, and said worriedly: "Come to see Feng Shui again?"

Ren Pingsheng had a frost on his face and nodded. He was a little desperately manic and helpless, and he barely let out a roar.

"You haven't even kept a papier-mâché Ying Tian Realm, what's the solution? Hu Jiu and Fang Mao are not here. I can't beat people flying around in the sky like this. If I break through the realm again, I will go directly to the sword, first split the compass in his hand, and talk to him a few words of embarrassment. What kind of thing is it to live with a new grave that can't be entered in the patriarch's cemetery all day?"

Shi Yuqing sighed, then remained silent, looking a little sad. It's not Ren Pingsheng's words, how to hurt people's self-esteem. But if someone always snoops on the remnants of the "tomb of Cheng Cheng" like this, it is not a way after all.

But what can Shi Yuqing, who has lost his cultivation?

"Your sword path is broken, even if I don't lose my cultivation, I can't help anything. Shi Yuqing replied to the horse's mouth, and practiced the Tai Chi sword alone. The two of them feeding the sword can get twice the result with half the effort, but the premise is that both parties are calm and the sword heart is clear. Now Ren Ping is angry and manic, and it is not appropriate to continue.

Ren Pingsheng threw away the wooden sword in his hand, and without warning, the Sorrowful Sky Sword was already in his hand, and he handed it out towards the sinking sea of clouds in the sky......

Immediately there was a scream that rang out through the sky, followed by a black dot that appeared beneath the sea of clouds and fell rapidly.

Ren Pingsheng was stunned for a moment. There's no reason, a great real person who is at least in the Heavenly Realm can't withstand my sword in the abyss!

The black dot is getting bigger and bigger,

It can already be faintly seen that it is a Taoist cultivator wearing a colorful streamer robe. Ren Pingsheng no longer cared about the water dog that was about to arrive, but stared at the sea of clouds with his eyes.

He suddenly shouted, "Wu Chunmang." ”

"Yes, yes. Wu Chunmang's small steps rolled fast and ran over, "Master, call me something?"

In the spacious front yard of Qujian Villa, there was a loud "bang" that startled the small husk that had just come out of the house.

The young Taoist who fell from the sky fell on the ground and was bruised all over his body, and his robes were shattered.

For that poor uninvited guest, Ren Pingsheng didn't even bother to take a look. In fact, he knew which person, when he was discussing the Tao in Qingniuping, this person had defeated Fu Yuli in the Stone Forest Cave with an extremely powerful flying sword skill.

At that time, Ren Pingsheng actually had a good impression of Smiling Xi and Fu Yuli in March. So he had a very bad impression of this guy who cultivated into the Tao with a sword.

He pressed Wu Chunmang's round head, and said in an anxious tone: "What are the shortcomings of our mountain, what are your shortcomings, hurry up and think about it." Think about what matters. Once someone asked, don't stutter, and don't be embarrassed, understand?"

Wu Chunmang looked stunned, but as long as the old man explained, no matter how weird it was, he would still nod fiercely.

But being scratched by the five fingers like steel claws, the braincase hurt, and he nodded like a chicken pecking rice, Wu Chunmang thought a little hard.

"Master, we even have a big house and a compound now, I can't think of it, eh......"

Ren Pingsheng punched him hard in the chest, "What does it feel?"

Wu Chunmang rubbed his chest fiercely, and said with difficulty, "It hurts ......"

"There's a turtle shell missing, isn't it? Ren Pingsheng said mellowly, "Have you figured it out?"

Wu Chunmang looked alert, and involuntarily took two steps back, "Master, I still can't think of it......"

As a result, Ren Pingsheng kicked over again, but was easily dodged by Wu Chunmang, who had been prepared.

"Don't hide, give me a kick to the Qingping Prefecture to try, will you get some inspiration. Ren Pingsheng shouted.

Wu Chunmang covered his head and ran all over the field, shouting as he ran, "Don't, master." I haven't refined that natal object yet. ”

Ren Pingsheng suddenly had a strange body method, blocking Wu Chunmang's way, and grabbed the fat head again, "Isn't this the same thought." Come on, come on, let's move on. ”

Wu Chunmang tried to break the big hand on his head, "Master, I've thought of some, I've thought of some more, you wait, let me think about it slowly." ”

Ren Pingsheng finally stopped and stood aside with a smile on his face. He didn't bother Wu Chunmang anymore, but looked up at the sea of clouds, and said loudly: "As soon as our new residence was completed, there were distinguished guests coming to the door, which is rare. Since you're here, why don't you show up?"

There was a hearty laugh in the sky, and then a majestic and wild voice said: "Ren Pingsheng, are you opening the eyes of heaven or what." How do you know I'm not another 'Feng Shui'?"

Ren Pingsheng smiled: "If you want to learn, I'll teach you." ”

As soon as the words fell, a rainbow light flew down in the sea of clouds. A middle-aged man with long fluffy hair and a sloppy robe appeared in the courtyard. "Ren Pingsheng, the burden has already arrived, at this time, do you still owe me a drink?"

Ren Pingsheng gave the man a thumbs up, "Uncle Taizhong really has a good memory." This matter, of course, we who are juniors, dare not look at it. I didn't just build this courtyard, so I planned to go down the mountain, find a few pots of good wine and come back to hide, just wait for your Uncle Taizhong to come to the door to drink that day. ”

Ren Pingsheng smiled and said, "It's a pity that people are poor and short of breath, such a big yard is full of Zhu Jinmu, which is hard to find, and I owe one."

The debt of the ass. The portal where the mountain spirits and charms are gathered is closely watched by those idle mountain people all day long, flying around every day, and friends in the past refuse to borrow money. ”

The person who came was Wang Taizhong, who was the last of the seven sons of Xiqiao Mountain.

"Forget it, you Ren Pingsheng played the trick of pointing at Sang and scolding Huai with me, it was the class gate axe. Since you are a junior, you should have the attitude of a junior, talk well, and maybe I can help you with some things. ”

Ren Pingsheng was about to speak, but was interrupted by a guy on the ground who "crawled" in front of him like a dog.

The Taoist who fell from the sky and fell to the ground, crawled to Wang Taizhong on all fours, and kowtowed a few times before he trembled and said, "See...... I've seen Uncle Wang. ”

Wang Taizhong stood with his hands in his hands, and pointed his nostrils at the gray-faced guy, "Zhao Yuheng, you are good, you broke the bottleneck of Ying Tianjing with Shi Yuqing's ass." First of all, Cheng Cheng, who was terminally ill, was cornered by some evil way, and even ended up here, unfortunately encountering that group of wandering madmen; This doesn't wait until the madman dies, and you follow with your ass again. You young Junyan of Nine Eyes Peak, this is the way you are building?"

Wang Taizhong, with the respect of his uncle, said such a thing to his juniors, in fact, he was extremely angry, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a heart-wrenching word.

Zhao Yuheng was sweating profusely, mixed with the bloodstains and wounds, and the situation was very miserable.

"Get out!" Wang Taizhong shouted.

Zhao Yuheng was like Feng Lunyin, hurriedly got up, climbed out of the gate of the house with a rolling belt, and then found a hidden corner and flew away quietly.

Being interrupted like this, Wang Taizhong glanced at Ren Pingsheng with some interest, "What did we talk about just now?"

Ren Pingsheng said with a smile: "I just happened to talk about this kind of thing." Someone came forward to say it. ”

Wang Taizhong sighed and said, "Okay, a Yaoshan Zhengshen portal entered into the immortal genealogy, I'll solve it." It's just going to take some time, after all, this is not the jurisdiction of Xiqiao Mountain. The local immortal family is on the top of a mountain called Tongwok Ridge. I have a bit of an incense relationship with their sect master, so it shouldn't be a big problem. This place has entered the search for gods in Tongwo Ridge, and the monks of other sects dare not watch without permission. ”

"Then thank you Uncle Taizhong. "Ren Pingsheng learned from the scholar under the mountain, and he was courteous.

Wang Taizhong said in disgust, "Don't come to this." This may not be easy. Because there's a very real problem. ”

"What's the problem?" Ren Pingsheng hurriedly asked.

"When people die, they gather their souls as ghosts, and their souls become gods, and the undead can also practice qi to become immortals." You Ren Pingsheng, you don't practice qi, you are also a big living person, who will take the position of this mountain god?"

Ren Pingsheng pointed behind him and said to Wu Chunmang, who was working hard, "He, the tree spirit has converted to the Divine Dao, isn't it okay?"

Wang Taizhong nodded slightly, but didn't say whether it was okay or not. This kind of thing is not nothing, but it is really not much, and he does not dare to pack tickets. It's just that after a moment of hesitation, Wang Taizhong immediately shook off his messy hair, and said proudly: "Don't worry, since I, Wang Taizhong, have agreed to it, and if it doesn't work, it will be done." It's a big deal to go all the way to the Copper Wok Ridge, and pull out the old guys on the statue of the ancestor hall and beat them up with a pig's head and a fat face, I don't believe it, there are still things in this world that can't be solved by fists. ”

Ren Pingsheng shouted "Uncle Taizhong is mighty", and then said obediently: "Or, I will also go with me and help Uncle Taizhong with a sword?"

Wang Taizhong glanced at the guy who was really not too big to cause trouble, shook his head and said, "Don't make a mess, it's not like you haven't reached a step yet." ”

As Wang Taizhong spoke, he suddenly noticed the white fat boy that Ren Pingsheng was referring to just now, "Yo, it turned out to be you?"

Wu Chunmang was also at a loss, "Well, it turned out to be you!"