Sword comes

Chapter 1030 It is hard to meet the rivers and lakes

Beyond the sky, the stars are shining brightly, and a Milky Way is boundless.

A little old man in a purple Taoist robe was sitting on a huge gourd that seemed to be floating in the Milky Way. Beside him was an old scholar who was twirling his beard and smiling. He said in a subdued tone: "Brother Yu, you are now a great cultivator of the fourteenth realm, and it is said that when you reach this realm, everything outside your body is a burden. If relatives and friends come here to congratulate later, those people As for the congratulatory gift, why don’t I help you collect it?”

Yu Xuan has joined the Dao here, and has obtained a scroll of brilliant river maps in which the precious light circulates.

The map shows the galaxy, and the river map is the star map. Since ancient times, only moral saints have seen it, and they are lucky enough to see it.

Therefore, it was definitely a surprise for Yu Xuan to get this thing, after all, it is the kind of legendary "God's destiny, gift from the Great Dao".

Even Yu Xuan, who has never been poor in his life and never blinks even when he sees immortal soldiers, has a smile that cannot be concealed. Originally, Yu Xuan was a little bit self-deprecating, after all, he has never really achieved the state of not being happy with things , Fortunately, the old scholar just said before, brother Yu is indeed a man of Taoism who has achieved success in cultivating his mind, leaving me alone, he has long been smug, and he can't smile from ear to ear.

The real old man holding the scroll raised his arms and said with a hearty smile, "If it wasn't for Wen Sheng, how could I get this. If there are really fellow Taoists here, all the congratulatory gifts will belong to Wen Sheng."

As for the fact that the old scholar himself was a "handed down" fourteenth realm, and the contradictory statement, Yu Xuan didn't bother to care about it.

Not to mention that Wen Sheng helped him this time, it was tantamount to helping Yu Xuan to get together early here, but only said that the old real man is holding a river map, the innate treasure, how can it be measured by immortal money?

The old scholar took out two pots of wine from his sleeves, threw one pot to Yu Xuan, drank the other pot, and said blushingly: "My brother is really poor now and can't open the pot, just laugh at me, let brother Yu laugh at me." .”

Yu Xuan said with a smile: "A gentleman seeks the way but not food."

The old scholar nodded vigorously: "Extremely, extremely, a gentleman is worried about Dao and not about poverty."

After taking a sip of wine, the old scholar stretched his neck, looked towards the human world, and quickly reminded: "Brother Yu, it seems that someone is coming, put it away, and quickly put away the river map, so as not to be misunderstood that you are showing off your belongings." .”

Yu Xuan heard the words and said helplessly: "Wen Sheng, to be honest, I can't do it for the time being, I can only carry it in my hand."

Yu Xuan, who just succeeded in joining the Dao, temporarily "can't hold back" this picture of the river, and can't even use tricks on it.

It is impossible to do it in the income sleeve, let alone refining it into a natal object. In fact, Yu Xuan is destined not to be able to refine this river map, so he can only keep it on his behalf.

People are like a library, like a collection of books.

But even so, Yu Xuan was able to repeatedly read and observe this picture anytime and anywhere in the long years of cultivation in the future, and the great benefits he gained were extraordinary.

The old real person can be said to be extremely accomplished in the talisman, no matter how difficult it is to go further, he can go a step further. It is precisely this step difference, which is a real difference between man and nature.

For example, now, Yu Xuan only did a little deduction and calculation, and found that more than a dozen kinds of big talismans that used to belong to the attic in the air can be drawn with confidence.

The old scholar said, "Let me try it."

Without hesitation, Yu Xuan gently threw the star map in his hand towards Wen Sheng.

The old scholar raised his sleeve and put a star map into his sleeve.

Yu Xuan was astonished.

The old scholar shrank his neck, held his sleeve with one hand, and immediately raised his buttocks, as if he was about to run away after taking the treasure.

Yu Xuan remained calm.

The old scholar resentfully sat down again, and said with a guilty face: "Forgive me, forgive me, every time I drink too much, it's like this, habit, it's purely a habit."

The first visitor from the human world can be described as Yulang, the god of abundance, with a willow branch pinned to his waist.

It was Liu Qi who was staying at the Rizhui Ferry in the Wild World.

The old scholar chuckled, it was not surprising that Liu Qi traveled far away this time, leaving his friend Cao Zu and coming here alone.

It should be known that this Liu Qi was originally named Liu Sanbian.

Obviously he was born in a family of officials and eunuchs, so why did he choose such a name? There is an undocumented gossip on the mountain in later generations, saying that Zou Zi gave him the eight characters and gave him the name.

And this picture of the river, which Yu Xuan is temporarily in charge of, has appeared a few times in the long history of ten thousand years. There was once a master Taoist who was said to be the anonymous master of Huolong Daoist. His Taoist name was "Baiyun" and his real name was unknown. I once saw the scene of the star map coming out of the river with my own eyes, and then leaked the secret to the monks in the world, leaving behind the mysterious and mysterious theory of "three changes of the dragon map" and two obscure schemas.

Liu Qi turned into a rainbow and came towards him. When he saw Wen Sheng and Yu Xuan, he stopped, bowed and saluted, and said with a smile: "I have met Wen Sheng, congratulations to Zhenren Yu."

Yu Xuan stood up and gave Jishou a salute in return.

The old scholar jumped up and bowed in return.

Earlier at the Confucian Temple, the old scholar, Su Zi, and the talented Liu Qi each asked for a copybook. What is the value?They are all scholars, talking about money is vulgar!

Liu Qi once created the Liujin Realm, that is, the "retaining people's realm" with mixed reputations. I don't know how many pretentious geniuses of cultivation have been delayed. Of course, it is a kind of self-error.

As one of the most underestimated monks in the world, Liu Qi really impressed the world after this battle.

On the sea where Yangzhi occupies an absolute advantage, Liu Qi was able to crush Yangzhi's water magic natal supernatural power with magic, which made many Haoran monks fascinated by it.

Chen Qingliu, the man who slays the dragon, once went to the Gongde Forest in the Confucian Temple discussion before, and took the initiative to visit the old scholar who restored the Confucian Temple's god status.

This preacher teacher from Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City couldn't stand the old scholar's persuasion, so he had a few drinks and said a few sincere words, one of which made the old scholar applaud.

According to Chen Qingliu, if Yang Zhi, who was trying to escape back to the wilderness back then, met him instead of Liu Qi at sea, he wouldn't have to bother Confucian Temple to escort her to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth.

The implication is that as long as he uses his sword instead, one of the great monsters on the old throne will not survive.

The old scholar naturally wouldn't think that the other party was bragging and didn't make a draft, because what Chen Qingliu said was true and absolutely true.

Besides, this guy can be Zheng Juzhong's master, so what's the matter with bragging.

Who is not convinced, if you have the ability to go to Baidi City to find Zheng Juzhong, and say that your master is bragging, I can't be angry...

Chen Qingliu seemed to ask casually at the time, did Liu Qi really use more than 300 spells?

The old scholar nodded. The outside world said that it was 350 or six kinds. The Confucian Temple is not sure about the exact number, anyway, it is less than four hundred.

Chen Qingliu said with a smile that he still has some skills.

Of course, the old scholar knew well that Liu Qi would surely enter the [-]th realm.

As for Su Zi, because of Bai Ye, and the Great Celestial Master Zhao Tianlai, because of that Chunyang Lu Yan, whether he can enter the fourteenth realm is a matter of opinion.

Anyway, for that little girl named Chai Wu to be able to ascend to the top of the Qingping Sword Sect and directly enter the upper five realms from the Liuren Realm, Liu Qigong is very impressive.

That's why the old scholar laughed from his heart: "It's better to be early than to be coincidental, and it's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. I also wish Mr. Liu a smooth marriage."

Liu Qi was stunned for a moment, and bowed again to thank her.

This trip is true.

So I didn't stay long.

The old scholar sat back on the gourd and continued to drink. He didn't receive a congratulatory gift from Liu Qi's side, so he felt a little regretful.

Afterwards, an old boatman holding a bamboo wormwood came leisurely in the star river.

It was the big disciple who was regarded by Cao Rong and the others as a big brother but not recognized by Lu Chen, Gu Qingsong, whose Taoist name was Xiancha.

The Milky Way is gorgeous, but the world has poor boats and roads. Since ancient times, the only way to go to the Tianhe River is to take the fairy boat.

The old scholar hurriedly got up to meet him, strode out, and went straight to the punting boat, stepped on the bow of the boat, and said warmly and courteously: "Oh, isn't this Senior Xiancha? I haven't seen you for a long time. What's going on, I don't seem to be particularly energetic, what's the matter, are you discussing Taoism with some great master again? Would you like my brother to help you speak a few words of justice?"

Gu Qingsong was a little stunned for a while, but in fact, he and this Mr. Wen Sheng, who is the fourth highest god in the Confucian Temple, had no intersection before today, and it seemed that they had never chatted for a while.

Firstly, the old scholar became famous too quickly. It feels like he was born out of nowhere and became famous within a few years. In the blink of an eye, he went to the Confucian Temple to eat cold pork head meat.

It was like a blink of an eye, and the old scholar went to Gongdelin to eat prison food soon.In the past, when Gu Qingsong heard about this, he only regarded it as a few dishes to accompany the wine, but why did he listen to the tone of the old scholar, like the kind of reunion of best friends after a long absence?Could it be that he lost his memory?What did you miss?

I just said that the last time Gu Qingsong sneaked into the Gongde Forest, wasn't it just to meet Chen Pingan, a veteran of flowers who has unique insights into the love between men and women?

And at that meeting, I made a deal with a boy surnamed Chen. He taught Chen Pingan a unique evasion technique, and Chen Pingan taught him a trick, which is really good and useful!

The old scholar grabbed Gu Qingsong's hand and shook it vigorously, "I have heard about the name for a long time, and I have been fascinated for a long time. Fellow Taoist Xiancha, you are a first-class person with a good temperament, I admire you."

Gu Qingsong figured it out, probably that kid Chen Pingan said a few words from the bottom of his heart, honest and fair words on Wen Sheng's side.

Therefore, Lao Zhouzi, who usually doesn't speak well of anyone easily, nodded and said: "Chen Pingan and I can barely be regarded as fellows, old scholar, you don't need such pretentious words, stop, say a few more words, you are wasting saliva Don't tell me, I also have goosebumps, it doesn't matter."

After saying this, Gu Qingsong turned his head to look at Yu Xuan, and began to use a famous natal supernatural power, "Old Yutou, dare you have shit luck again? To be honest, if you divide my luck in half, maybe Generally, I don’t need it, I have already gone to Qingming Tianxia Baiyujing to meet the master.”

Yu Xuan kept a straight face and said nothing.

The old real person suffered from Gu Qingsong's side before.

Gu Qingsong asked: "Why are you still putting on a bad face, with such a big air, do you think you are in the fifteenth realm?"

The old scholar was an eye-opener, the shadow of a famous tree is really well-deserved.

I've seen people who can talk, but I really haven't seen a few people who can talk like this.

It seems that Lu Chen hasn't taken Fellow Daoist Xiancha as his disciple so far. It's not because he doesn't want to, but because he doesn't dare at all?

Yu Xuan chuckled.

Gu Qingsong said in a bad mood: "A young fourteenth realm who has lived for thousands of years, let's see what you can do. If I remember correctly, or if the Confucian Temple didn't lie back then, the old scholar only spent a few dozen In just a few years, he has become the Fourteenth Realm, look at the old scholar, he met me for the first time tonight, did you play tricks on me?"

Yu Xuan rubbed the center of his brows, and said helplessly, "I'm afraid of you."

Lao Zhouzi and Lao Xiucai bid farewell, turned the bow of the boat, and yelled hard, "I came to congratulate you with good intentions, but it turned out that the eyes grew on the skull. It's a shame, it's not a thing."

Yu Xuan had a wry smile all over his face, but he didn't dare to curse back.

The old scholar kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Gu Qingsong suddenly turned his head and said: "Old scholar, you are quite a good person. Compared with someone, the positions of the two of you have to be reversed. This is a veritable world. If there is no friend like someone , it would be even better. Come back to me, we brothers will have a good drink, we will not get drunk, maybe we will drink my wedding wine."

The old scholar quickly said: "It's easy to say, it must be."

When Gu Qingsong punted back to the human world, he went straight to the Osmanthus Island ferry.

The old scholar returned to Yu Xuan, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, have you provoked fellow Taoist Xiancha before?"

Yu Xuan said with a full face of aggrieved: "The problem is that even now, Poor Dao doesn't know why this guy blocked the door and cursed people back then."

The old scholar asked curiously, "What did you scold you for?"

Yu Xuan said: "The general meaning is to scold the poor that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

The old scholar smiled and said, "Brother Yu has so many disciples and grandchildren, and being scolded by fellow Taoist Xiancha, I really feel guilty for a while."

Yu Xuan sighed.

The third person to congratulate him is the world-renowned Master Xu, who is the sage of Zhaoling. Although the old man is not included in the sages of the Confucian Temple, nor is he in the context of Confucian orthodoxy, Old Master Xu is a scholar with great merit. Similar to the old man who lives in Bai Yujing in Ao Pingzhou today, he is a real hermit.

After Master Xu and Yu Xuan had finished exchanging pleasantries, the old scholar finally had a chance to speak, raised his thumbs up, and said in a deep voice, "Master Xu, you don't know something, my closed disciple always mentions you, and his admiration is beyond words. ,it is this!"

Old Master Xu smiled lightly: "Wen Sheng can call me by my name, and I can't afford to be praised by Chen Yinguan."

The old scholar sighed, and said with resentment in his eyes: "What is Chen Yinguan, did you see someone outside? Since we are regarded as brothers of the same generation, you can treat Chen Pingan as your junior. When you meet in the future, just call him nephew."

As soon as these words came out, Master Xu didn't know how to answer.

Wen Sheng's temper and protection of weaknesses are well known in the world. If you are polite to him, he will not be polite to you.

Then there is the current head of Dafu Academy in Tongyezhou, who was born in a ten thousand-year-old jiao, Cheng Longzhou.

He used to be a frequent visitor to the Outer Worlds.

Naturally, they chatted about the excavation of Dadu in Tongyezhou.

The old scholar was full of joy, "If you want to talk about grandiose feats, I, a closed disciple, don't talk much, but do more."

Cheng Longzhou said with a smile: "Chen Yinguan's filling of vacancies in Tongyezhou is admirable."

The old scholar was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "Wherever it is, I should not give in to the teacher. The blue is better than the blue."

After that came Wei She of Aiai Island, a genius monk who was once thought to be in his pocket at the Fourteenth Realm.

After the master of Peak 72 left, big monks came here to congratulate him one after another.

There are even a few Taoist Ascension Realm members from Qingming Tianxia.

The last person to congratulate was the monk Shen Qing, nicknamed the chicken soup monk.

"Great monk, in our hearts, there is right and wrong first, and there must be right and wrong. Right?"

"right."

----

Luopo Mountain, the stone table by the cliff outside the bamboo building.

The bright moon is in the sky, like a big jade plate of a rich family.

A girl in a pink skirt and a little girl in black wrapped in cotton cloth on her shoulders are watching the moon together, and they seem to have endless whispers.

The snacks for tonight are not pastries and melon seeds, but branches of azalea petals, which are the trophies of Protector You's solo mountain tour tonight.

The stone bench beside the table was not short, and Nuanshu could touch the bottom of her feet, and a little girl who was a little shorter would have her boots hanging in the air while sitting.

Mi Li suddenly lay down on the table and asked sister Nuan Shu to stretch out her hand. Nuan Shu didn't know what to do, but she still stretched out her palm. In Sister Shu's hand, she said solemnly: "Pei Qian said that those top masters who fly over the roof and walk on the wall can easily pass on the internal strength of a century or a hundred years to others. On my side, I am not good at learning martial arts, but! My hand has a sense of immortality. , Sister Nuanshu, I give it to you, keep it well!"

Nuan Shu was still confused, still clenched his fists, and smiled softly: "Got it."

The little girl nodded, crossed her arms around her chest, turned sideways, facing out of the cliff, dangling her legs, hitting the stone bench with her heels again and again, and said angrily: "Actually, it was originally intended to be given to Pei Qian. She took so long If you don't go home, then you can't blame me."

Having said that, Xiaomi Mili turned her head and explained: "Because Pei Qian only went to school for a few days, and she likes to skip class early in the morning, unlike sister Nuanshu, you read every day, so I don't need it. Here comes the fairy air."

It turned out that last time the good man Shanzhu spread out the two handwritings of Su Zi and Liu Qi on the table in front of Mi Li, so they are undoubtedly authentic.

After all, it was my husband who asked them for it in person. If it could be fake, it wouldn't be true in the world.

At that time, Xiaomi Li reached out and touched the two copybooks, thinking that she must have some immortality.

It was late at night, one got up in the morning to clean the courtyard, and the other wanted to patrol the mountains, so they returned to the residence together.

Before they left the stone table, they found that the first floor of the bamboo building was still lit, and the good mountain master was still reading a book by the lamp.Nuan Shu raised her finger to her mouth, Xiaomi Mili nodded vigorously, knowing.

Nuan Shu first sent Mi Li to the gate of the courtyard, and said goodbye to Nuan Shu's sister, Mi Li didn't move in a hurry, and waited until Nuan Shu's sister was far away before she approached the door, squatting her knees slightly, as if tied He took a horse step, with his hands in a state of sinking his dantian, slowly extended a palm, and put his palm on the gate, and with a light drink, he "knocked open" the unlocked courtyard gate, listening to the creaking sound. At the sound of the door opening, the little girl in black withdrew her palm, straightened her waist and stood still, and strode across the threshold. She was very satisfied and nodded. According to Pei Qian's words from the martial arts novels back then, how could her own palm? You have to have 30 years of internal strength.

Protector You didn't lock the door when he went home, and never locked the door when he went out. The door locks were all for show. It used to be convenient for Pei Qian to visit the door, but later it became a habit.

Xiao Mili arrived at her residence, the room she lived in was also a study room, she shook her head and walked to the desk, lit the oil lamp, sat down on the chair, ah, her feet stomped heavily on the ground!

The tables and stools in the house are all made by old cooks, so they look small.

There are not many books on the table, they are neatly stacked together, most of them were read by Pei Qian when he was a child, and then given to Mi Li.

Xiao Mili tilted her head, took off her beloved cotton satchel that was inseparable every day, put it on the table, patted the satchel lightly, and said with a grin, "Gorgeous!"

The boundary of the old Beiyue Mountain in Dali, Longquan Jianzong, and Youyi Peak.

Liu Xianyang is in retreat.

It is said to be retreating, but it is actually closing the door to sleep, but it is not the usual dozing off.

Credit Yue, whose alias is Yu Qianyue, knew very well that Liu Xianyang's retreat was unusual and serious, so she simply stayed outside Liu Xianyang's house, never leaving her house.

Anyway, with her great avenue and cultivation base, she doesn't feel tired without closing her eyes for a year or so.

The young man named Li Shenyuan finally chose to worship Xu Xiaoqiao as his teacher and practice at Zhu Haifeng's side.

Liu Xianyang said before that after leaving the customs, he will go to Hongzhou. In addition to the land where the sword immortals of ancient Shu joined hands to become immortals and left the immortals, and the boundary of Yuzhang County in Hongzhou where giant trees are produced, there are also some legends from the past. The ancient tradition of entertaining gods and offering sacrifices.

Credit month heard footsteps, she turned her head, a dull man hiked up the mountain, came to this Youyi peak, saw the round-faced girl in cotton-padded clothes all year round, nodded, on Yu Qianyue's side, was called by Liu Xianyang The man who is blacksmith Ruan still has a smiling face.

With his hands behind his hands, Ruan Qiong walked very lightly. When he got here, he only asked in his heart: "Is he in retreat?"

Credit month nodded and explained: "This time is different from before, it may be more dangerous."

Ruan Qiong nodded in the same way. If not for this, he would not have taken such a trip to Youyi Peak, but the man still said in a tone that seemed to be understated: "Xianyang is a person who can't be idle. In the future, there will be a girl who is too busy." Take it easy."

Credit month recalled Liu Xianyang's conversation before the retreat, she blushed slightly, she was a little bit shy, but she was not the kind of coy girl, and said: "Mr. Ruan, if I really become a Taoist couple with Liu Xianyang, will Won't it cause unnecessary trouble for Longquan Jianzong?"

Ruan Qiong shook his head and said, "No."

Credit Moon hummed lightly.

Ruan Qiong glanced at the room, came here for a while, then turned and left, seemed to think of something, did not turn his head, still put his hands behind his back, but slowed down a little, said: "If, I just said if, in the future What is wrong with this kid Xianyang? He has studied for a few days and has a lot of fallacies. You can't quarrel with him, or he is stubborn and desperate to save face. He won't admit his mistakes to you and apologize, just tell me , I am no longer the suzerain, but I am still his master, and it is always okay to scold him a few words."

Credit Yue smiled brightly, "Remember."

In Credit Moon's impression, Master Ruan didn't seem to have said so many words to anyone.

Just as Ruan Qiong quickened his pace, he hesitated a few steps before the man stopped and said, "According to the customs in the town, there are usually two weddings, one in the man's hometown and one in the man's hometown." At the woman's home, so when the time comes, one banquet will be held in Huaihuang County, and the other, if Ms. Yu doesn't dislike it, she can set up a banquet at our Longquan Jianzong's side, and choose a mountain outside of Youyi Peak. Drink After the wedding, that mountain top is Miss Yu's dojo, so it's a little favor from my elder. As for Liu Xianyang's best man, according to the rules, he will have two drinks with the groom's official, so he can help Xianyang block the wine .”

When Credit Yue heard this, and looked at the back of the man who seemed to have used a lot of effort to say these common words, she felt a little sad for no reason.

----

Shujian Lake, Sulin Island, as the owner of the island, Mr. Tianhu, after the young monk who didn't know if he could be regarded as a junior brother left, she was still a little dazed and terrified.

On the other side of Gongliu Island, Zhou Caizhen, a young female cultivator who was walking by the moonlight, learned that the seemingly warm-looking young man in Confucian shirts in front of him was the notorious Gu Can who was full of evil, especially when he spoke in a very casual tone. , uttered those shocking words, settle new accounts and old accounts together, kill, kill Old Sovereign Liu?Zhou Caizhen was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she instinctively told her that the other party was not joking, but the other party was revealing his identity, and the last sentence he said happened to be, I was joking, so don't take it seriously.

Gu Can sacrificed a talisman boat and punted away from Gongliu Island, where the Patriarch Hall of the Real Realm Sect is located. Immortal Liu Laocheng and female cultivator Han Qiaose of Baidi City sat opposite each other.

It's just that the figure of the young woman at the door who claimed to work for Gu Can for 100 years has disappeared, completely ignoring the formation restriction arranged by Liu Laocheng herself. The young man in a Confucian shirt at the bow said with a smile: "Compared to my hometown, the sects in Haoran Tianxia pay more attention to sects. I can't even remember the messy institutions."

Gu Can asked: "My aunt, wouldn't she start a fight with Sect Master Liu if she disagreed with her? Didn't I ask you to stay over there to try to persuade the fight? What are you doing here?"

She smiled sweetly and said, "Fight? How and where?"

Gu Can said indifferently: "Spirit, if you can't tell a joke that isn't funny, don't tell it."

She curled her lips, this guy, after all, is somewhat biased towards Han Qiao.

This savage female cultivator who regarded herself as the handmaiden next to Gu Can had the Taoist name "Chunxiao".Now the pseudonym is effective, Gu Can helped to get it not long ago, she is very satisfied.

In the wild world, her name is Ziwumeng.Of course it is also a pseudonym, the last person who helped to name it was Wen Hai Zhoumi.

She moved from the stern to the bow and sat beside Gu Can, with her head tilted to his shoulder. After a while, she who had quietly performed her own secret technique felt bored, so she sat upright again and glanced at Gu Can's crotch , She slandered endlessly, she has a hard heart, so she doesn't have the slightest desire to ripple.

In Gongliu Island, where Liu Laocheng used as a dojo in the secret place, she was dressed as a maidservant in the wealthy families of the rich and powerful at the foot of the mountain, but now she has changed into a female crown attire, with an extraordinary beauty.

The sleeves are light and thin, floating like blue clouds.The waist is graceful, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of charm.

She asked, "Gu Can, how did you do it?"

Gu Can said: "In the embroidered curtain, the phoenix is ​​upside down, the love of the quilt, the joy of the fish and the water, the utmost care, such a beautiful place, in it, all you need to do is to observe the bones, observe one law, drive two verticals, Cut off three corpses, drive out five ghosts, subdue six desires and seven emotions."

She fell back, "Following you, it's so boring."

It's not as good as the flamboyant Bengzhenjun. Anyway, when the other party sees her, he still needs to stabilize his heart a little bit, and then babble a few hypocritical words. .

As one of the heavenly stem monks carefully selected by Zhou Mi, in fact, her true face on the mountain is a mask and a piano bag. Almost no one has seen her true face.

All the current faces are naturally formed by her after taking off the mask, and it is different from ordinary blindfolding methods. As long as she is willing, the appearance, figure, clothing and demeanor in the eyes of the world are what they are thinking about. The person who thinks about it at night.Similar in shape and spirit, it can be almost real.

So in the wild world, Jiang Shangzhen saw this female cultivator for the first time who didn't know whether she was an aunt or a sister. His first impression was that she was very fertile and had a beautiful figure.

It's just that when she was in Xiaotiandi at that time, the Daoism atmosphere that manifested was extremely permeating. Even a daring thing like Jiang Shangzhen seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water.

It turned out that behind Ziwumeng, there were countless corpses of hanged ghosts hanging in the air, drifting slowly without reaching the sky or the ground.One of her natal objects is a fan, painting thousands of ladies, all of them are lifelike, with expressive eyebrows, and they whisper in the scroll, but unfortunately they are all beautiful faces, with bones and bones.As a sword cultivator's meridian dream, Guqin is the flying sword "Jingguan", and one of the flying sword's natal supernatural powers is to weave a dream, she can visualize an incomparably real Wuding River, And let the long river of time within a certain range, or an indeterminate river, come to a standstill.

Previously at Baidi City, Han Qiaose felt displeased when she saw her.

The reason is very simple, but this little girl looks too good-looking!

Don't make Gu Can indulge in the love of men and women. Han Qiaose doesn't care too much about this girl and Gu Can being a half-way couple. If there is no group of Yingying Yanyan around Gu Can It was only when he was wronged.

She couldn't stand Gu Can's non-talking, so she found a topic, "This Zhenjing sect is just the next sect of the Tongyezhou Yugui sect. Do you know how many institutions there are? There are more than 20, and the patriarch's hall is in charge of law." Under the monks, there are seven or eight, and under the patriarch who manages the money, there seem to be ten small... yamen? I can't figure it out. It’s different. There’s also the Treasure Bureau of the Duzhi Division and the Operation Division, don’t they all manage such a little fairy money, so they have to be separated and counted?”

Gu Can ignored it, just closed her eyes, breathed slowly, and silently studied a water technique.

The female cultivator lying on the bow raised her leg, swayed one leg lightly, and asked casually, "How do you feel about revisiting the old place?"

Gu Can looked calm, smiled and said: "Punishment wine is hard to drink."

Zi Wumeng twitched the corners of her mouth, "Finally don't want to be a mute?"

Gu Can continued: "Just talk about the Bureau of Economics and Regulations and the Department of Rites and Regulations. Similar yamen on the mountain are actually very simple. Let's use an analogy. One can decide how many chairs are placed in the Patriarch Hall, and the other decides who is eligible to sit on it. Of course Well, the Ritual System Department will also be in charge of the golden and jade genealogy of a sect in the Immortal Mansion, so the monks working here are beauty officials, and they are a bit more noble than the monks of the Economic and System Bureau."

Zi Wumeng suddenly realized, "So, I understand, it's interesting."

Gu Can smiled lightly and said, "Whether it's Zongzitou or a small sect like the Wudao School, if there are many people and many people, there are few people and there are few people. I'm afraid that the organization will be bloated, there will be too many redundant people, and I will be even more afraid of people. There are too many, and each of them is full and has to find something to do, as if this is the only way to be worthy of the title and status, which is very troublesome."

Zi Wumeng is not very interested in these things. In the wild world, she has always been a loner. The king of the throne, Yang Zhi, and Concubine Fei have both recruited her, but because she has the amulet on her body, even Zi Wumeng After stealing the Wuding River and then refining it, Yangzhi and Feifei both pinched their noses to admit it. They were worried that this move was secretly ordered by Wenhai Zhoumi.

She turned around, put her chin on one hand, and poked Gu Can's arm with her finger, "Tell me, why did you fight Cao Ci like that, knowing that you will lose, what are you planning? Besides, you What does a Qi practitioner compete with a pure martial artist?"

About this "master", Zi Wumeng actually knows very little, except that he is the younger brother of Fu Jin, the fellow traveler, and the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidicheng. According to the content of Lao Cheng's conversation, I learned that Gu Can practiced here for several years when he was young. During this period, he seemed to be enshrined by the chief disciple of the Zhenjing Sect with the Taoist name Jiejiang Zhenjun. Besides, she didn't know anything about it. Even when Gu Can went to see a tattered golden core female cultivator, she wasn't willing to take her with her. She just left her beside Han Qiaose to persuade him to fight?How to persuade, although she

Although she is a genuine Jade Realm swordsman, Han Qiaose and Liu Laocheng, the two Immortal Realms, are not the kind of ordinary people who died in her hands in their hometown.But she didn't become that gatekeeper for nothing, it wasn't a waste of time, not to mention that in Han Qiaose's eyes, she was the unsuspecting Gu Can, in Liu Laocheng's eyes, there was also a woman who was copied by Zi Wumeng , but the woman's description was vague and disappeared in a flash,

Gu Can said: "There's no reason, it's just because I don't like Cao Ci."

Zi Wumeng pretended to be surprised and said: "I'm even more surprised. No matter how you look at it, Cao Ci is not an annoying guy. Just like me, I would think that being a Taoist partner with him is a high climb. Seriously, Cao Ci As long as I am willing, I will definitely recommend myself as a pillow seat. So you won't be angry, will you?"

Gu Can finally opened her eyes, and seemed to feel that what she said was not just nonsense.

Zi Wumeng suddenly looked ashamed and angry, "Gu Can, are you still a man?!"

Gu Can just stared ahead, expressionless, with his hands folded on his stomach, the breeze blowing his face, a young man in Confucian shirt with a black jade hairpin on his head, the hair fluttering slightly on his temples, which set off Gu Can's airiness, and said : "Ugly words first, at least within a hundred years, don't like me. After a hundred years, pay off the debt, and you and I can go our separate ways."

Zi Wumeng immediately restrained her gestures, sighed, and her eyes became resentful, and her face changed accordingly, like a girl who is extremely beautiful, extremely weak, but her eyes are flowing with affection.

Afterwards, probably due to the change of mood, in just a few blinks, she appeared seven or eight different looks and expressions, but in the end she returned to the previous appearance of the female crown, sighed faintly, and said in a graceful voice: "Gu Can, you You seem to be in your early 30s, I really don't know how you honed your Dao Xin."

Gu Can said, "You won't get drunk if you drink bitter wine."

She was silent for a long time and asked, "Who are you going to see now?"

Gu Can stood up, "Go to Huangli Island and meet a senior with the Taoist name 'Zaiyang' who practiced fire art. My previous master and I have been enemies for many years. Now he is a genealogical monk of the Zhenjing Sect. He lives in Gongliu Island. The kind with seats in the Patriarch Hall."

She asked: "Senior? What realm?"

Gu Can said, "Yuan Ying."

She laughed dumbly.

When I came to an island, the surrounding scenery was misty, and the weather was sparse.

It is suspected to be the place where the narcissus washes and washes, and a snail in the center of the Qingdai mirror.

Gu Can put away the talisman boat, removed the blindfold at the same time, showed her figure, and took Zi Wumeng to step back, and went straight to a tall building.

Zhongsu, the owner of Huangli Island, sensed the two strange auras, had already walked out of the top floor, leaned on the railing, squinted his eyes and said nothing, just overlooking the young man in the square.

My junior brother likes this little bastard very much, but Zhong Su has never looked down on this person, even today, he still does.

Otherwise, if any monk from Baidi City came to Huangli Island, Zhongsu would be willing to take the initiative to welcome guests.

The handsome and elegant scholar in green shirt, holding the junior salute, bowed to the roof of the building and said, "Gu Can pays homage to Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Su sneered and said: "You are already in the Jade Raw Realm, and you are also a master student of Mr. Zheng in Baidi City. I am just a rotten Nascent Soul. On the way of cultivation, the one who has achieved is the first, and I can't afford it."

Gu Can always looked up, smiled and said: "On the way of cultivating one's heart, Gu Can is always a junior."

Zhong Su sneered and said: "There is no need to be so hypocritical, the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. You, Gu Can, can fool the world, but you can't fool the old man Shu Jianhu like me."

Gu Can said with a smile: "Mr. Zhong still put it mildly and politely. Maybe he wanted to say that a dog can't change eating shit?"

Zhong Su nodded and said: "You are quite self-aware. It seems that you are able to enter the upper five realms, not all thanks to Mr. Zheng."

Gu Can said: "The offense of visiting tonight is to discuss something with Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Su frowned and said: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get out."

The female cultivator who looked like the maid next to Gu Can raised her palm and yawned.

Are all Nascent Soul cultivators in Haoran world so courageous?

Gu Can lowered her head, rubbed her neck with her hand, raised her head again, and said with a smile, "I beg Mr. Zhong to hear about that before issuing an order to evict the guest."

Zhongsu never thought that he would turn around and walk into the house.

Gu Can smiled, then turned around and left Oriole Island.

Zi Wumeng was shocked, "Just leave like this?"

Gu Can asked back: "Otherwise?"

Zi Wumeng said: "Get rid of him."

Gu Can rarely joked, "It's not in your hometown, this habit of beating and killing every now and then, and I'm not running a coffin shop, you can change it in the future."

Zi Wumeng suddenly smiled like a flower, took Gu Can's arm, and asked softly, "Is it soft, is it big?"

Gu Can took it lightly, without breaking free, and said, "To be honest, in my hometown, your kind of nasty talk is at the level of a child in a school."

Zi Wumeng shook off his arm, and said angrily: "The elm bump who doesn't understand the style, the master who can't move his buttocks on the bed."

Gu Can smiled and said: ""

Zi Wumeng turned her head in surprise, looking at Gu Can whose eyes and face were a little strange, she seemed to be in a better mood.

Are you thinking of your hometown?

The ferry boat was sailing across the lake, and the moonlight was shining on the lake, Zi Wumeng asked, "Do you want to... get a strong man?"

Gu Can nodded, "If Zhongsu can be the patriarch of my sect, it will be a good choice for both parties."

Now that we talked about that sect, Zi Wumeng asked, "Then do you think Liu Youzhou will agree to your invitation?"

Gu Can said: "A fool would agree."

Zi Wumeng smiled and said: "Then you have thought about the name of the sect?"

Since Gu Can said so, Liu Youzhou is probably willing to be the deputy suzerain.

Gu Can nodded and said, "Think about it."

Zi Wumeng asked: "Let's listen."

"You misunderstood me. Liu Youzhou is not a fool, so he won't agree. Unless I go to see him once, it is possible to dispel his doubts."

Gu Can said: "As for the name of the sect, the answer is far away in the sky, but close in front of you."

Ziwumeng understands it, so it is called Shujian Lake.

"Where are you going next?" she asked.

Gu Can said with a smile: "Go to a city on the shore, and meet a friend who is not a friend. He was still a child at that time, and I often chatted with him."

This time she was really shocked, and blurted out: "Gu Can, do people like you have friends?!"

Gu Can's face was gloomy, and she said softly: "Of course I have it, but it's like not having it."

He fell back, making pillows with his hands, and was in a daze.

There are thousands of clouds and water, and the moon is bright every day, and the moon is bright every day.

The young man sniffed.

----

Dali Yanzhou Mansion, the source of a stream, under the eaves of the school, Chen Pingan, who was lying on a wicker chair, sat up with a cattail fan in his hand.

As the night fell, in Zhao Shuxia's field of vision, two people seemed to appear out of thin air. They stepped out, a young Taoist priest holding a walking stick, and a thin young man also holding a green bamboo stick.

The Taoist smiled and said: "When the rivers and lakes meet again, there is fine wine, when we meet old people, and we don't drink flowers on the moon, when will we wait?"

Looking at the young martial artist, the Taoist patted the shoulder of the young man beside him, and said with a smile: "Zhao Shuxia, let me introduce him. His name is Ning Ji, and he is your junior brother."

In the middle of Aquarius Island, Hehuan Mountain, in Fenwan Mansion.

The young Taoist priests began to beat around the bush and encourage the young man with the sword, even if you, Chen Pingan, didn't do it yourself, beat that guy nicknamed Wen Lang but his eyes are not right, at least let your closed disciple, let us Miss Pei, beat that guy up so that he can teach him Know what it means to ask questions under pressure, why you have to look through the almanac when you go out, and what it means to be dangerous in the world.

It seems that Master Lu has become so ruthless that he has even deceived his own disciples and grandchildren.

Wen carefully noticed the Taoist priest for a long time, and he looked at himself from time to time, still with that kind of furtive corner of his eye, or a slightly provocative squint.

Wen carefully didn't intend to argue with the cotton-robed Taoist priest, but just found it interesting, so he asked in his heart: "This Taoist priest, do you know me?"

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest looked at the bushy eyebrows and big eyes. Although he was a bit shabby, he looked quite upright, but his temper was not as irritable as usual, and he replied directly, "I know your ancestors!"

How did Wen Xixiu know that the shabby Taoist priest in his eyes was actually a young monk in the eyes of the palace lord, but as a land god and martial arts master, Wen Xixiu still smiled as usual after being scolded like this, after all, with this kind of lower five realms What are the ants at the foot of the mountain so angry about? He glanced at the young woman with a bun next to the sword-carrying boy, looked away, and continued to ask: "Why, do you like this girl?"

The Taoist cursed loudly: "You crooked bastard, keep your eyes open, whatever you look at..."

Wen carefully didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what a stupid fool.

The Taoist took a sip of wine, moistened his throat, and asked doubtfully, "You didn't reply, what's wrong with you?"

Wen can be sure that he is a real fool.I thought to myself that I would be a fool if I had to talk to such a fool one more time.

The Taoist continued to scold: "If the poor Taoist is your master's patriarch, Daoist, I am your patriarch's master."

Wen carefully raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Swear again, continue."

The Taoist priest shook his shoulders, his hippie smile began to act like a monster, and he said cheaply: "Hey, no, who are you, if you let the poor Taoist scold you, just scold you, you bastard, hurry up and let your patriarch come here, the Taoist!" Only those who are masters are willing to open a golden mouth and teach him a few words, if he drinks a few cups of fine wine, and the Daoist Lord has a lot of it, it will be considered a crime."

Wen carefully felt the absurdity, hesitated for a moment, and asked in his heart: "Master, can this little Taoist priest with sly eyebrows and mouse eyes see his true state?"

The owner of Lingfei Palace, the Patriarch of Xiang Jun, had just received a decree from his master, and was talking to the old woman beside him that his master had personally promised to restore someone's genealogical status.

"Speak carefully, are you just pretending to be the patriarch hall's rules?!"

Hearing Wen's careful inquiry, Mr. Xiang frowned slightly. It turned out that he used the term "little bald donkey", so he spoke to him first, and then answered the question, "Undoubtedly, the lower five realms."

Wen Xingxiu was a little confused, wondering why the palace lord wanted to go online to the point where the ancestor hall rules, didn't he just give the young Taoist a wicked evaluation?

He didn't bother to delve into it, and looked at the Taoist priest with a smile, "Draw out the way, let's make gestures?"

The Taoist stretched out his hand and rolled up one sleeve, raised his arm, put his elbow on the wine table, shook his wrist, and began to babble, "Come on, you little bastard who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, break your wrist with the Taoist master! It's easier to compare who is stronger. Hurt the peace, whoever loses is who is the ancestor..."

For a moment, Wen carefully felt that the soles of his shoes had guessed a puddle of shit. According to a certain local dialect, the guy in front of him was clearly a Liuer.

Patriarch Xiangjun glanced at the young monk, then at Wen carefully, what are you doing?

Chen Pingan, who had the appearance of a boy with a sword on his back, didn't pay attention to the inner conversation over there, although Master Lu deliberately made it so that Chen Pingan and Pei Qian could hear it clearly.

Pei Qian ignored it, because she was talking to her master about something.

"Master, there are several hilltops near Luopo Mountain. The Huimeng Mountain in the north is already the top of our own vassal. In addition, there are Tiandu Peak, Tiaoyu Mountain and Fuyaolu. They are all close neighbors."

Chen Pingan gathered his voice together and asked with a smile: "Of course I know, why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

Pei Qian scratched his head, as if a little embarrassed.

Chen Pingan held back his laughter and said, "Why, did you have any personal grudges with the monks on those hills when you were young? Male or female?"

After all, he is his own pioneer disciple, and he only talks about holding grudges, and he is better than blue than blue.

As for Xiao Heitan, when he grows up, he probably won't compete with those Qi practitioners on the neighboring hills.

Pei Qian said: "A few years ago, I went out on a trip and saved some money. I decided to buy that Fuyaolu privately. There was a title deed, and I didn't even say hello to the old cook."

Chen Pingan was a little strange, and said with a smile: "Good thing, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Pei Qian and the others, about saving money, in fact, almost everyone in Luoluoshan knew about it. For example, she, Xiaomi Mili and Nuanshu had already had their own money pots.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "How much money did you spend, and is the price expensive? In the future, I plan to use that place as my martial arts arena. Do I need Master to help build the mansion? Now I have time to spare. Master's construction skills, to be honest, No worse than an old cook."

"It's not expensive, the other party is easy to talk to, and gave a very reasonable price."

Pei Qian subconsciously scratched his head again, and whispered, "Master, I never thought about moving there from the beginning."

Chen Pingan was puzzled now, and asked softly, "How do you say?"

Pei Qian raised his head, looked at Master, grinned and said: "Master, I just thought that I haven't given you a birthday present for many years. I kept saving money when I was young, but I didn't save much at that time, and it seemed that I couldn't buy anything worthwhile. Later, I learned boxing, went out to travel, and earned some money. When I came home alone, I bought the Fuyaolu. At that time, I thought that it might be the fifth day of May next year, so I could tell my master about it. It happened, and the result has been delayed until now, and this year I will probably stay at Tongyezhou to be busy with Dadu's affairs, so I just took this opportunity to talk to Master."

It's just that the girl at that time thought that next year, the master would probably return to Haoran Tianxia, ​​but it's just that many next years have passed, and the master has not returned home.

Chen Ping nodded vigorously with a smile, and couldn't hide the smile on his face, "Okay, okay, Master is as happy as he received the gift last time."

Pei Qian lowered her head again, "I just thought, Master has not had a real place to be alone for so many years. When I think of this, I feel sad."

In Luopo Mountain, the master lived on the first floor of the bamboo building.

And the second floor is where the master learns boxing.

No matter what other people think, or not, Pei Qian knows that since Grandpa Cui left, the master is actually not feeling well.

It seems that Master has been busy running around since he was 14 years old when he first traveled far away. Most of the time, he is seriously thinking about others and caring for others with all his heart.

With gentle eyes, Chen Ping reached out and rubbed her head, "That's it."