The emperor wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, motioned for the eunuchs to go out, and then let Zhang Mu flow up the isolation formation, and then slowly restrained his smile.

"You don't have to worry about these things, whether my emperor dies in a power struggle, or a conspiracy, it won't attract Nanshan's attention. Except for one thing, if I die at the hands of the monks, those who oversee it will never be good. What's more, the little emperor of the Liang State who has no foundation can have a group of monk forces, don't I have it?"

Zhang Muliu smiled, he had all guesses. The emperor of the Song State will definitely have a force in his hands that is not weaker than the head of the middle and upper mountains, otherwise how can he survive?

In fact, it is not so easy for the head of the monk mountain to have a sect title.

On the path of cultivation, the realm of foundation building is literally meaning, and it is just a foundation forged, because when you reach the realm of foundation building, you can be regarded as truly stepping into cultivation. The second is the Yuan Baby, the Jin Dan in the body has transformed into the Yuan Baby, and only then can it be regarded as a stepping stone to climb higher, so the Yuan Infant realm is enough to open a sect, and there may be a title of the sect, not to be promoted to distraction or to join the Dao. There must be a cultivator who refines the void before he dares to call himself a sect. Although there are no explicit regulations, before that background, no mountain leader would call himself a sect.

Therefore, there are only two kinds of monks, one is not from the sect and the other is not from the sect.

The young man in white pulled over a chair, sat on the fire, was silent for a long time, and said with a smile: "I'm actually a little arrogant, arrogant too much, I almost died in Zhanbuzhou, and then I reined in a little bit." So don't think about letting me settle down, I have to leave my hometown next year, and I must at least arrange things near my mountain before leaving. ”

Zhao Kai smiled slightly, took out a glass bead, handed it to Zhang Muliu and said with a smile: "This is the compensation they gave when they integrated a continent, it is a large mountain protection array, which has the effect of nourishing the mountains and rivers, and after the place shrouded by it is nourished, it will feed back the large array with aura, so this large array will grow up." ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled, "This thing is too valuable, you better take it back." I can't even ask you for anything like this. ”

The emperor stuffed the beads into Zhang Muliu's hand with a straight face, and only then did he ask, "Do you want a place?" You can choose the land of the Song Kingdom, and as long as you choose the famous mountains and Daze, I will give it to you." ”

The young man was taken aback by the emperor's generosity, and was about to speak, but Zhao Kai preemptively said: "Nanshan can't do it! I promise it to you, and those bulls won't give it." ”

The young man in white smiled dumbly, shook his head and said, "Where does the second uncle want to go, I want the area behind Qiaoxi County, and the radius is no more than three hundred miles." ”

Zhao Kai breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that if this kid really asked him for that famous mountain, it would be really a little embarrassing. It's just that Haikou has boasted out, but if he wants it, he will give it to him no matter what.

"The place behind Qiaoxi County is barren, but it is too barren, and there are no mountains. Well, how about you put that place first, and I'll look back, and then I'll give you a little bit of the surrounding area, and build a new city on the side?"

Zhang Muliu scratched his head, and under his words, it was difficult for him not to regard Zhao Kai as an adult, "You have the final say on these, but I have a difficult matter." You said, if there is an extra mountain peak in a radius of nearly 200 miles out of thin air in that place, how can you explain it to the people nearby? I can think of ways to hide the mountain range, but it is not a problem after all. ”

The emperor was stunned, opened his mouth and said, "Could it be that you want to move a mountain over?"

The young man nodded.

Zhao Kai smiled bitterly: "Then what else can I do? Just say that a miracle fell from the sky and gave the sword to you." Anyway, it's weird enough to have a few Daze out of thin air, and it's nothing to have one more mountain for you. ”

It's the same, whether it's Onozawa or Razor Heze, they all have an old site, and Xingze is good, appearing out of thin air in Tongzhou, between Chengji and Chencang County. Zhao Kai was very helpless, although the flood was suppressed in time at that time, there were still many people suffering, and the emperor could only say that the sky descended on Daze, and it was the people who went to heaven.

Zhang Muliu smiled and said that it would be hard second uncle. After a pause, Zhang Muliu spoke again: "My mountain head will not be regarded as a sect for the time being, it can only be regarded as a private property in my name. The surrounding mountains are thousands of miles away, I will explore them one by one, and I will never make it difficult for the second uncle. I don't have much power now, there are not many people who can use it, there may still be a few fights, and then there will be real troubles that can't be passed, and it is inconvenient for Nanshan to come forward, you can just send a message to the past, and it will not be a big problem under the catastrophe. ”

Zhao Kai looked strange, "How much money have you kid had?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and did not answer.

His Majesty the Emperor shook his head with a smile, "Okay, let's go back." You came in openly, it's not good to be with me for too long. ”

The young man nodded, withdrew the formation, and left.

Zhao Kai couldn't help but shout: "Child, be careful outside, no matter what, remember that Song Country is your home." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled, nodded and went out.

Now the local affairs have finally been solved, but there are still a bunch of troubles.

When the mountain is built, these people have to spend a lot of money on cultivation, but where does the money come from? The location of the residence on the mountain, the construction of the patriarch's hall, how to sort out the luck of the landscape, and how to connect the mountain with the outside world are all problems that need to be solved urgently. It seems unlikely that you want to be quiet as soon as you return to your hometown.

It's October 15, and there are still two and a half months left before the Chinese New Year. He Zhang Muliu had to go to Nanshan, take a look at Taibai Mountain on the way, then turn to Taicheng, and finally go to Xingze to see Qiao Yushan and Zhao Xuan to see if he could get the news of the remaining three wells. If there were still swords in those three wells, Zhang Muliu would be determined to win the Surabaya well. As for the remaining two swords, it is best for Qiao Yushan and Qiao Lei to have one each, although those two are not sword cultivators, they are swordsmen.

Out of the palace gate, the streets were still lively, and a man in gray looked at Zhang Muliu with a smile on his face.

Zhang Muliu said helplessly: "You're not dead, didn't you ask you to wait for me at Tonggu Pass? Why did you come to Chang'an?"

Long Da smiled and said, "Young Master, do you still remember Jiuzhang Mountain?" I heard something about Tonggu Pass, so I went to Jiuzhang Mountain for a while, and the young master guessed what I had heard?"

The young man smiled slightly, the Tubao Daoist of the Song Kingdom, the stone dragon of the Liang Kingdom, Zhang Muliu had long guessed what the relationship between them was.

"Is there a Taoist who has become a mountain master, the realm is not too high, but the identity is very interesting. ”

Long Da clapped his hands and said in surprise: "The young master is really a god!

Zhang Muliu squinted his eyes and said indifferently: "Talk about things, don't pat yourself." ”

Long Da smiled, followed Zhang Muliu forward, and said: "The new mountain master is a yellow eel with five hundred years of Taoism, and he went to a mountain in Yandi to watch the ceremony before, and on the day of the ceremony, the mountain head was demolished by a woman in red Sword Immortal. As far as I know, that mountain is now uniting with small hills like Jiuzhang Mountain, thinking of going to the young lady to find a place. It's just that I accidentally learned that there is something else hidden in it. ”

This guy deliberately sold a pass, and Zhang Muliu had to promise a title of the last offering. Only then did Long Da speak again: "Jiuzhang Mountain knows that the young master is the one who killed Tu Yuanjing and Shi Longzi in the first place, and also knows the relationship between you and the young lady, and this Jiuzhang Mountain seems to be still happy to deal with the monsters hidden on the mountain in Yandi." It's very secret, but who am I, can I escape my eyes?"

Zhang Muliu sneered: "Who are you? Give a dragon boss who piles up money and only has a girl in the Yuanying realm who has stripped the turtle shell." ”

Long Da's face was embarrassed, and he said in his heart, how can the young master pick and poke his heart?

Zhang Muliu smiled, took off the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine, took out a picture of Kanyu and handed it to Long Da, and said softly: "Don't pay attention to it, I will sort out these things one by one later." Circled in the picture is the location of our temporary mountain, when the Song Emperor will add some other places to come in, and will also build a big city around it that is not inferior to the county town. ”

The young man in white looked into the distance and said to himself: "I'll come back in a few days, you buy a big house in Chang'an, Zhang Lan and they will settle down first, and when Leqing, Bai Lu, and Qingye all arrive, I will almost come back." You can first discuss the direction of the mountain, the location of the patriarch's hall, where we live, and where there will be more people in the future, where the disciples live, and what we live on. When I came back, I had a temporary discussion in that house, and I had to fall down the mountain before the year, so as not to delay Xiaobai's crossing. ”

Long Da nodded and said, "Then I'll go and see this place first, get to know it on the spot, and discuss it with them then." ”

The young man nodded, said to take Liu Gong with him, and then walked to the palace. Early tomorrow morning, he will take Fang Cong and Zhao Changsheng to Nanshan, take a big walk, and then return to Chang'an.

As for why he didn't take Liu Gong with him, because Zhang Muliu felt that it was unnecessary. What that kid lacks is not to go to the landscape, to look at the landscape, he lacks a quiet place to practice swordsmanship. In those years of Knowing Winter City, Liu Gong's mind was very mixed, he needed to sit quietly and sink his heart in order to consolidate the Jindan realm, and then each realm had to pay dozens or even hundreds of times more effort than others, so that he could hope to go further.

The stupid bird flies late again, and if it wants to catch up with others, it can only flutter its wings harder than others.

Zhang Muliu believes that Liu Gong will definitely become a sword immortal.

............

Zhao Changsheng knelt all night last night, but today he shaved his beard clean, and the previous decline has also decreased a little, but he has lost the youthful spirit he used to have.

Zhang Muliu knew that this matter had to be done slowly, and it was impossible to let him go all of a sudden.

Chang'an is not far from Nanshan, and after driving the clouds, it will be three hours. Fang Cong kept muttering, saying why he always likes to go to those places! Go to the Water Temple, then the Dragon Temple, then the Monk Temple, and now I want to go to the Taoist Temple.

Zhang Muliu smiled and said: "People have helped, I have to go and thank them, right? And there is a kid in Nanshan, I recommended people to be Taoist priests, don't you go to see it?"

Fang Cong pursed his lips and muttered, "It's better for us to leave Chang'an quickly and go to the mountains and rivers." ”

The young man shook his head, what the hell Fang Cong had a good idea, he could guess it.

"Changsheng, have you ever been to Taicheng later? And the fire python in Taibai Mountain, how is it now?" Zhang Muliu asked.

Zhao Changsheng smiled and said softly: "I haven't been there since, and I don't know how, but this year's Tanhualang seems to be from Taicheng, I don't know if it's the scholar." ”

Zhang Muliu nodded, looking at the mountains and forests covered with hoarfrost under his feet, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was dawn when we set off, and it was already past noon. Edgeworth's rush will naturally be much faster than driving the clouds, but Zhang Muliu thinks that it would be better to be slower.

The reason why he brought Zhao Changsheng was not just because he had experienced the events in two places. Zhang Muliu wanted him to see if the seedlings on the roadside had grown or not, and wanted him to see how many things were difficult in the world.

Just like Yu Qian and Liangzhu, before the young Taoist priest came to Juye, he didn't really think that Liangzhu girl would really like him. He and Jiang Huang noticed something unusual in that place, so that guy set up a bitter plan to save his life.

People seem to be like this, especially unrequited love. When you don't get a decisive reply, you will always feel that things have changed, so these people who like others will always get to the bottom of it, and will often say to themselves: "If she says she doesn't like me, I won't bother anymore." But often after someone says a decisive word, he will feel, "I can't control who I like like this kind of thing." ”

Therefore, in the world, love is rarely happy, but more I like her, she likes him.

I don't know if the girl in Taicheng and the poor scholar at that time finally got together.

The three of them landed slowly, the mountain gate was unguarded, and Zhang Muliu took the two of them to climb the mountain slowly.

When he arrived at the place where outsiders were not allowed to trespass, a young Taoist priest came over and asked. The young man said that Zhang Muliu asked to see the real person.

Although Zhang Muliu didn't want to see that pit goods, he couldn't see it. After all, he is the second disciple of the Dao Ancestor, why doesn't he have the mind of the Grand Master?

The archmage has grown up, and he doesn't know if the great man has grown up.

The young Taoist priest went and returned, only leading Zhang Muliu to continue climbing the mountain, and the young man said, can you let them go to see Luan Fuchi, who had just entered the mountain last year, but the young Taoist priest said with a smile, Luan Fuchi was accepted as a disciple by an uncle as soon as he entered the mountain, and they have been wandering outside the mountains and have not returned to the mountain.

Zhang Muliu had to let the two of them walk around in the mountains, not to trespass on other people's forbidden places.

The young Taoist priest said that his common surname was Xiao, and the Taoist number did not match, so Zhang Muliu asked with a smile: "Didn't you give people a different Taoist name when you first went up the mountain?"

Xiao Bufu smiled faintly, "It's not because of this, I have a common list, but my temperament doesn't match my name, so I gave the master this Taoist name." ”

After some talking, it has reached a peak, the top is buried in the sea of clouds, and Zhang Muliu is quite familiar.

Isn't this the place where the real people were pulled away when they watched the water that day?

The young Taoist priest smiled faintly, saluted with one hand, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi climbed the mountain by himself, and the great real person is on the top of the mountain." ”

Zhang Muliu turned his head suddenly, and said suspiciously: "Uncle Shi is calling me?"

The young Taoist priest smiled indifferently and said, "This matter has been decided by the old man more than ten years ago. ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Zhang Muliu to frown alone.

It's useless to think about it, so it's better to go up and ask the big real person.

A white-clothed imperial sword rose into the air and went straight to the top of Yunshan Mountain.

As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, Zhang Muliu almost laughed. The big real person has really grown up, but he has also gained weight.

The meaty real man frowned and said, "Looking for a fight, aren't you?"

Zhang Muliu couldn't hold back a smile, walked slowly, sat on the opposite side of the chessboard very familiarly, and picked up the sunspot and pretended to ponder.

Da Zhenren twisted his neck, squinted his eyes and glanced at the young man in white, who hurriedly sat upright, dropped the sunspot in his hand, and sneered: "After the kid came back to Shengshenzhou, he wanted to come to see you, and when I saw him today, it seems that Da Zhenren has been doing well these days!"

The chubby little Taoist squinted and smiled: "You kid really want to be beaten, right?"

Zhang Muliu hurriedly shook his head, turned around and asked, "What's the matter with Uncle Shi? Who wants to accept me as an apprentice and don't say a word?"

Da Zhenren smiled faintly, "Didn't the little junior brother forget where he learned that talisman?

The white-clothed young man frowned deeply, and unconsciously remembered the valley to the west of Xiaozhu Town. That broken talisman hurt me a lot, and I have to force myself to apprentice after I learn it?

Zhang Muliu said in a deep voice: "Don't joke about the real people, your seniority is too high, and Zhang can't climb high." ”

Da Zhenren sneered: "If it weren't for this identity, it would not be just Qiu Xuancong and Yue Ran who were beaten last year. ”

The young man in white got up with a black face and was about to leave. But the great real man smiled and asked, "We monks in later generations are all thieves, no matter which family the monks are, they have just stolen the power of the ancient gods. But do you know why we thieves can replace the old gods?"

Zhang Muliu didn't turn his head, but only replied that he didn't know.

The great real man said: "Because we are human beings, we can't be without joy and sorrow, and we are indifferent to everything." Because, immortals also have human nature. ”

If young people are struck by lightning, the realm they have been pursuing, in the end, they may lose their humanity.

The meaty real man stood up and said with a smile: "Travel thousands of miles to see thousands of people, and take people as a mirror." It's really good, the more you can see, the more indifferent it will be. Do you want to get rid of the shortcomings in your heart one by one, and stare straight at the realm of saints? But I have to tell you that saints are also human beings. ”

Zhang Muliu Yujian left, and the great real person looked calm.

"You don't want to be an apprentice, I don't want to be your senior brother. ”

Zhao Changsheng and Fang Cong didn't move below, Fang Cong didn't want to move, Zhao Changsheng didn't dare.

The girl squatted on the edge of the cliff with her arms in her arms, looking at the winding mountain road below in a daze. She actually wanted to call this sword Qingbai, but she was afraid that the black-hearted swordsman wouldn't give it to her. He was wearing a dark green dress, and he was dressed in white, called Qingbai, and that guy must have felt that he was taking advantage of him again.

Just now, the little prince told Taibai Mountain about Taicheng, and she wanted to go to Taicheng more and more to see if the two people had come together.

Listening to Zhao Changsheng, the black-hearted swordsman was not far from Qiushui at that time, and when he saw the rich family who recruited relatives, and saw the girl peeking at the poor scholar from the crack in the window, he was a little sad and fished in the rain all night.

But why is he sad? Will he still be sad when he goes to that place again this time? How can he not be sad?

Zhao Changsheng stood not far away, his sleeve on his right swayed with the mountain wind, and the young man who had shaved his beard was already a little old.

He knew very well that he had no love for that girl Xu. But later, he would always dream of her day and night, the girl's face was pale, and the last words before she died were not to ask him Zhao Changsheng to help take revenge, but to say thank you.

Later, Zhao Changsheng went up the mountain with a broadsword, he didn't expect that he might lose his life, but he felt that he had to go.

A cool breeze breathed, and Fang Cong was awakened, but Zhao Changsheng was still like that, flying thousands of miles.

Fang Cong sighed and asked, "He said that you have a very heavy demon, although he didn't say what the hell was going on, but I guessed something." ”

The girl smiled bitterly, continued to look at the bottom of the mountain, and said to herself: "I am a very bad person, I can't understand your thoughts. I just thought that no matter how capable a person is, he can't do everything. He said that the only thing we can do is try not to let what happened in the past happen a second time. ”

Zhao Changsheng smiled and said softly, "Thank you, I feel much better." ”

The girl rolled her eyes, and said in her heart, "You don't want to learn from him?"

A white-clothed sword came, his expression calm, but there was no smile.

Zhang Muliu said: "Let's go down the mountain." ”

Xiao Bufu appeared out of thin air, regardless of Zhang Muliu's frowning, he walked over and handed out a free scarf Dao crown, and then said: "Whether Uncle Zucheng recognizes his identity or not, our etiquette cannot be forgotten." This is a gift from my master to her uncle, saying that it is a free scarf, and there is an answer in the world. ”

After the young Taoist priest finished speaking, he disappeared instantly, leaving Zhang Muliu holding the scarf in his hand and frowning.

The Tao has nine scarves, and the Buddha has eight hats.

Putting away the scarf, Zhang Muliu went straight down the mountain without saying a word, Fang Cong and Zhao Changsheng followed behind, both a little dumbfounded.

What's going on? Isn't this the first time he's come to Nanshan? How did he have such a high seniority?

After going down the mountain, Zhang Muliu took off the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine, and then his wrist trembled.

Zhao Changsheng stepped forward, grabbed the young man's wrist with one arm, and said in a deep voice: "Big brother, it's all a trivial matter. ”

Fang Scallion nodded vigorously.

Zhang Muliu took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile and said, "It's okay, the stinky cow nose wants to accept me as an apprentice, and I shouldn't yet." ”

The girl blinked and interjected, "Yes, yes, the black-hearted swordsman wants to take me as an apprentice, and I shouldn't." ”

Several people couldn't stop laughing, but Zhang Muliu still couldn't help but tremble.

I can't imagine that the calculation caused by a talisman is so deep, just a Taoist priest who sets up a stall in Kaiyuan Temple can do this, so what about the gods and demons stomping their feet in the mountaintop temple later?

Zhang Muliu took a deep breath and poured another sip of wine, and his words in his heart were like drums.

"It's still early for the immortals, gods, I just hope that after I leave, you have the ability not to let me return to my hometown alive. But as long as I know who else has calculated me all these years, one day, Zhang Muliu will carry a sword to go. Everyone, be patient, wait for Zhang to visit!"

............

Taibai Mountain is a summer resort, even in the hot season, the mountain will still be covered with a layer of white frost, let alone when it is already snowflakes.

Taibai Town at the foot of the mountain made a disturbance of goblins last year, and the restaurant of Mr. Storyteller was completely burned down. It didn't hurt anyone, but it hurt the storyteller. As soon as the restaurant is gone, his only reason is gone, and he is thinking of going to Chang'an to tell stories at the age of sixty to make money. Coincidentally, a rich young merchant passed by and rebuilt the teahouse, and shared much more money than the original shopkeeper, and the storyteller almost had a good time.

Today, there is a thick blanket of snow outside, and I can't do a lot of farm work, and there are a lot of people who come to listen to books, and more than a dozen tables are full.

Today's book is about the sword fairy, and I have to admit that the story told by this old man is like the real thing.

Dressed in white, he walked to the door of the restaurant, turned his head to Zhao Changsheng and said, "Do you remember what you said at the time?"

The one-armed boy smiled, strode in, threw his empty sleeves back, and said loudly: "Two catties of soju and one catty of meat, I want fire python meat." ”

The storyteller above opened his mouth, patted Xingmu with trembling hands, and said with a slight cry:

"Mother, why are you here again?"