Sword comes

Chapter 1053 A lonely city among colorful clouds

The entrance of Luoba Mountain.

A burly man and a boy with a sword on his back and wearing a tiger hat descended from the sky hand in hand.

Jun Qian smiled and said, "Here we are."

Bai also looked at the trend and veins of the stretching peaks of Luopo Mountain, nodded and said, "Fengshui is good."

Jun Qian said, "The atmosphere is better."

Xian Wei changed his books in his hands, got up quickly, and asked: "Who are the two honored guests?"

Jun Qian clasped her hands together and said, "My name is Liu Shiliu, and I'm your mountain master's senior brother Jun Qian. The person next to me is my friend, named Bai Ye."

The Xianwei was startled again and again, and then he held back his laughter, his face sullen, and he was about to lose his tension. With an idea, he hurriedly called the door of the Taoist gate, bowed his head and said: "The year of the Taoist priest, the Taoist name Xianwei, Chengmeng Mountain Lord is now As the gatekeeper of Luopo Mountain, Pindao met Liu Xianshi and Bai Jianxian here."

The first time I was shocked was when I heard that the other party was Chen Shanzhu's "Senior Brother Junqian". The second time I was shocked was when I heard about "Bai Ye", just looking at the other party's appearance and attire...

Jun Qian was also taken aback when she noticed the other party's hairpin.

Junior brother, you can abduct such a playful and lovely rice grain, but you can even abduct this... Taoist priest?

Thousands of years ago, the two sides met face to face, quite a few times, so they didn't know each other without fighting.

At that time, Jun Qian belonged to "going for fame", of course she never fought.Fortunately, the first Taoist priest in the world had a good temper and didn't care about anything.

Xianwei straightened his back and raised his head, wondering why the white-haired boy didn't show up immediately?After serving as the score editor, as long as there are guests coming to the door, the white-haired boy will be there as soon as possible.

Jun Qian asked, "Where are the millet grains?"

Xianwei replied with a smile: "Today's morning class for patrolling the mountain is over, and I like to go to Huanghu Mountain for inspection recently."

Jun Qian snorted, it seems that a lot of big people have come to this mountain, Junior Brother, recently.

Xianwei thought for a while, and then said some polite words to the handsome young man, "Bai Jianxian, your name is good."

Bai also asked, "How?"

Xian Wei was a little embarrassed, what should I say?It's just a polite remark, what else do you want Xiaodao to say?

The scene was a bit stiff, but it was a pity that Jia Laoshenxian, who never knew the coldness of the world, was not there.

Jun Qian explained with a smile: "Prince Xianwei, he is Bai Ye."

Xianwei felt helpless, the boy even called himself Bai, and he could call him whatever he didn't call Bai.

Jun Qian said: "There is an unwritten rule, drink a cup of tea before climbing the mountain. How do you say it?"

Bai also said, "Then do as the Romans do."

Jun Qian took Bai Ye to that table and sat down.

In fact, Jun Qian just wanted to be here, eating melon seeds while drinking tea, and then she had to wait for the little girl who would be the protector of Luobashan right for her junior brother.

As for what my friend Bai thinks, it doesn't matter anyway.

A little girl in black seemed to have received a message, and hurriedly climbed the mountain from the back mountain, then passed the top of Jiling Peak, and flew all the way down the mountain.

Brother Zuo, the good mountain lord, has met him a long time ago. The rumors from the outside world are all lies. Why is his temper so bad, but he is approachable!

It's a sword fairy as big as a table!

That Mr. Junqian is equally amazing, so he is even more kind.

There is also a pair of fists with the mouth of a bowl, just like the book said, a hero travels the rivers and lakes, and his fists are invincible all over the world.

The right guardian of Luopo Mountain, who is a Qi practitioner after all, was sweating profusely from running.

Behind the little girl in black, followed by a boy with white hair.

Without Xiao Mi Li standing in front of him, the score editor really didn't dare to show up today.

It was the white-haired boy who carried the millet to the foot of the back mountain, but the millet said let it go, and insisted on running all the way to the gate of the front mountain.

The white-haired boy had no choice but to let the two legs of the millet run like the wheels of a cart.

Millet ran faster and faster, passed the gate archway, stood still, grinned and said, "Mr. Junqian, you're here."

Jun Qian had already stood up and said with a smile, "Xiaomi, I'll keep you waiting."

Jun Qian glanced at Bai Ye, and Bai Ye felt quite helpless, so she had to stand up.

Xiaomi Li looked at the boy in the tiger hat, with a sullen face, frowning two pale yellow brows.

Although the little girl was actually holding back her laughter, in the eyes of outsiders, it might look more like she was sulking.

Bai also seemed to find it funny, and said with a smile, "Laugh if you want."

Mi Li scratched her face, then shook her head vigorously like a rattle drum.

It was rare for the white-haired boy to be so cautious, and he said timidly: "Mr. Junqian, and this Bai... Immortal Master, I am the score editor. According to the rules of our family, record a name?"

Bai Ye said: "My name is Bai Ye, a native of Haoran Zhongtu Shenzhou, and now I am practicing in Qingming Tianxian Xuandu Temple."

Millet Wow.

She secretly gave a thumbs up to Mr. Junqian.

Hearing this, Xianwei's body tilted, and he fell directly from the bamboo chair to the ground, accidentally dropped the book from his sleeve, and kicked him towards Brother Dafeng's house with lightning speed.

Feeling disrespectful to books, Yue Mo tiptoed over there, turned his back to the table, picked up the book, took a deep breath, patted it lightly, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Then he took out a book of sages from the other sleeve, turned around, pretended to hold it in his hand, and sat down on the bamboo chair again to read the book.

The white-haired boy recorded the two "visitors" in the register, and slipped away without receiving guests. Anyway, there are millet grains.

Sitting at the table, there is already tea on the table to entertain guests. Taoist Xian Wei is still very good at handling people, and the water does not leak.

Mi Li glanced at Mr. Junqian, and Liu Shiliu looked at Mi Li.

Will it be a bit shabby?

Just rest assured, of course not.

Millet took a big handful of melon seeds from its sleeve, piled them on Bai Ye's side, and gave Mr. Jun Qian a big handful.

Then the little girl was a little embarrassed and wanted to open her beloved cotton satchel.

Bai also smiled and gave half of the melon seeds to the little girl in black.

Although Wei Bo wondered why Zhu Lian and Jiang Shangzhen didn't show up at the mountain gate immediately, he still rushed to Luopo Mountain table immediately.

Wei Bo made a bow and said, "Wei Bo, the little God of Piyun Mountain, met Mr. Liu and Mr. Bai."

Jun Qian stood up, and returned the salute with this Wei Shanjun.

Bai Ye looked indifferent, just nodded in greeting.

If he was willing to pay attention to this kind of red tape, Bai Ye would not have chosen the dojo on that isolated island overseas.

Wei Bo asked: "Do you want the little god to speak to Lord Chen Shan?"

Jun Qian smiled and waved her hands and said, "No, let the junior brother take care of his own business first, we don't need him to care about it here, and Bai is so happy that no one cares about the guests."

Xiao Mili stopped opening the cotton satchel to take out the dried fish.

Jun Qian added, "Of course, except for rice grains."

Xiao Mi Li grinned, happily, and handed out the dried fish.

Bai also glanced at Junqian.

Jun Qian smiled and said, "Eat, why are you staring blankly. I tasted it, and it tastes pretty good."

Bai Ye had no choice but to pick up a piece of dried brook fish, chewing it carefully, watching the little girl secretly look at him out of the corner of her eye, and said, "It tastes good."

Xiaomi Li jumped for joy, and took out a pack of dried fish from the cotton satchel, and put it on the table.

She patted the satchel again, and said decisively: "There are more!"

Bai was also speechless.

Jun Qian laughed out loud.

My friend Bai Ye also has today.

----

Lu Chen first sent a secret letter to Xuanduguan, saying that it was not too much to be a family letter, and Pindao knew Xuanduguan very well, and visiting there was like going home, and the whole world knew about it.

As for doing a small favor to Chen Shanzhu before leaving Haoran Tianxia, ​​is that considered a favor?Pindao and Chen Shanzhu are close friends who met at the end of Qingping!

After that is a real trip.

In Nanhua City, it was rare for Lu Chen to fast, bathe and change clothes, seriously, and sit in seclusion in the dojo before he dared to go against the current.

Along the way, Lu Chen, wearing a lotus crown on his head, waded through the water and saw many strange and unimaginable scenes.

Two Taoist robes with large sleeves dragged out dazzling colorful glazed colors.

It's a pity that no one can see this scene along the way.

Finally, Lu Chen met a "passer-by", but unfortunately the other person disappeared in a flash, and Lu Chen didn't have time to speak. The other person was vaguely a female-looking Qi trainer, and she just exchanged a glance with Lu Chen.

Afterwards, I met a barefooted man who was as big as a mountain compared to Lu Chen. Every time he took a step, there was a thunderous vibration, and the water splashed under his feet was often mixed with countless colored glazes that splashed in all directions. debris.

Lu Chen rolled up his sleeves and pocketed a few larger fragments of colored glass "nearby". Lu Chen and his fellow Taoist, who didn't know whether they were going to the future or returning to the past, laughed and thanked them, but they were tall and strong. Han just buried his head and ran wildly, ignoring him.

Walking in the long river of time, it is already as difficult as ascending to the sky to meet a pedestrian on the road, and it is even more difficult to ascend to the sky to see the other person's appearance clearly.

Lu Chen didn't dare to make calculations at the moment. There were countless vortexes in the river under his feet, and he would fall into it if he was not careful. Lu Chen didn't want to lie in a certain place for hundreds of years due to the intense and dangerous scene.As for the occasional glimpses of the "shore" on the road, they are all blurry fragments of pictures. After seeing them, if you want to remember, even if the realm is as high as Lu Chen, you will feel dizzy, because each picture symbolizes There are unspeakable secrets one by one.

I don't know how long it has passed, but thanks to Lu Chen's preparations, every time he has been in the long river of time for 3000 years, it is an experience. In addition, Lu Chen was once pulled into the Great Thousand World by the Buddha, so the years passed , even if it is almost infinitely long, it is still not a difficult problem for Lu Chen.Otherwise, if you switch to the ordinary fourteenth realm, you will be tortured by this "empty and empty" and "nothing" realm and lose your Dao heart.

Lu Chen finally stopped, let out a long breath, arrived, finally found by himself!

A large stack of blue and purple talismans in the two large sleeves of the Taoist robe has been reduced to ashes.

The scene in front of Lu Chen was like coming to a vast and boundless water surface, flat as a mirror, with gravel covered under his feet, countless, colorful and extremely gorgeous.

The "water surface" is like a thin layer of colored glass. Those gravels, in fact, upon closer inspection, each grain of sand is a star, which is just layer after layer.

In the far distance where Lu Chen exhausted his eyesight, there was a long chain like an iron chain across the river, stretching like a line between heaven and earth.If you have to name it, you can probably call it "cause and effect".

But Lu Chen still couldn't find the ancient god he wanted to talk to.

The identity of the stalker, one of the clergy, is to guard the post-dead and offenders of the long river of time.

But even if I go back home now, this trip is worthwhile, I finally saw a lot of "living creatures", strange ghosts, ghosts and gods.

There is a woman whose face cannot be seen clearly, wearing a blue long skirt, the sleeves fluttering slowly, with the beauty of a lady painted on a wall.

She is in a kneeling position, and there is a small table in front of her, on which are some simple pottery wine utensils.

There is a huge suspended mountain that keeps sinking, which is about higher than the five mountains of Middle Earth put together.But the truth may be shorter than a speck of dust in the Haoran world.

On the top of the mountain, there is a headless man holding a head in his hands. On the head, there are many eyes like a honeycomb hole. When he finds Lu Chen, he blinks or closes his eyes, buzzing.

A weird existence that kept talking, writing with fingers, and chanting Buddhist gatha in a nasal voice. It seemed that he didn't like being interrupted, so he yelled, "Noisy!"

After a while, this strange existence began to repeat again, those two words were "freedom".

Occasionally it will be slightly different, the strange existence is crying, muttering to himself, not ignorant of cause and effect, not enough, not enough.

On a snow-white high platform that seems to be tempered with countless snowflakes, there are various altars for sacrifices. Wisps of cigarette smoke rise up and fall slowly, each with its own height.

Probably someone who used ancient methods to entertain the gods in order to live forever.

The "next door" to the high platform is an ancient wooden boat, with "a purple robe" full of dragons floating on the prow, sneering in an ancient language: "The road is broken, and you still want to lead the world, how can you be so small!"

There is a man with extremely long eyebrows and extremely white skin. He looks like a real person from ancient times. It is probably rare to see guests here. His face gradually becomes clear and handsome, but it is still difficult to hide the dimness of his eyes. Sitting cross-legged near the long chain, with a big halberd across his knees, it may have been too long since he spoke seriously. His voice was hoarse like a sharpening stone, and he asked with a smile: "Who is from when and where?" ?”

It's just that he quickly laughed at himself: "You must not understand. Counting from that accident, after all, it has been 8000 years."

Lu Chen couldn't understand the other party's words, but he could figure it out in his head.

Got it, it's a Qi trainer from a long time ago.

This at least means that in the long future, there will still be Qi practitioners who can come here, which is very good.Just thinking about it again, it doesn't seem to be necessary, what if the warrior is pure enough.

There was a woman with two eyebrows shaved off. She raised the back of her hand slightly, looked and looked, and then raised her head, looking with great interest at the Taoist priest who was a visitor from afar.

In addition, there is another group of shadows, shadows and shadows, looming.

According to Lu Chen's rough calculation, most of them have a great relationship with Manhuang.

That's right, Yaozu monks are born with strong physical bodies, they climb to the top of the mountain faster, and they are not afraid of the sky and the earth. They always like to break all the old rules and new rules with their hands.

An old-fashioned man wearing a high crown staggered and staggered, came "a dozen steps" away from Lu Chen, and asked in a wild and elegant way: "Is Lu Fayan dead?"

Lu Chen replied with a smile: "Senior, if he is an old friend, he can cry. If he has a grudge, he can let it go. There is no need to take revenge, because Lu Fayan has already been eaten by someone."

The old man with a high crown nodded, staring at the "young Taoist priest".

Lu Chen then asked with a wild smile, "Dare to ask senior's Taoist name."

The old man with a high crown squinted his eyes and said: "I don't have any Taoist name. I used to use the pseudonym Zhang Jiao. Let me think about it. I have to think about it carefully. When I think about it, I haven't done any big things. It's just a martial artist who specializes in killing wild people. Hehe, these Guys, all eyes are higher than the top, except that you can't go to the ring to ask punches, anywhere is fine."

Lu Chen pecked at the chicken and nodded vigorously: "I once asked an expert about boxing, what if the opponent doesn't cooperate with the pile frame and handle style? Senior, guess how the expert answered, the answer It's very interesting, he said that no matter you have hundreds of types of punches, you can divide life and death in the ring, all of them are eight punches."

The old man with a high crown nodded and said: "An expert has a great opinion. It's a pity that I can't see you anymore."

Lu Chen still nodded vigorously, and said, "Don't see, don't see, I'm afraid that senior will be beaten to death by him two or three times."

The old man with a high crown stared at Lu Chen for a while, "Believe what you said, I really saw that guy."

Lu Chen took a step forward, and the old man retreated all the way, and said with a smile: "What a Taoist priest, what kind of swordsmanship should you learn, shouldn't you focus on cultivating Taoism?"

With a feint, he frightened away a wild monster who had ascended to the peak of the Ascension Realm. Lu Chen stopped and said triumphantly, "I can't scare you to death, you old bastard."

The old man hesitated for a moment, but chose to continue to retreat, and finally his figure dissipated in a cloud of white mist.

Lu Chen squatted down, stretched out his palm, and gently pressed the palm on the surface of the glazed water.

Looking down, I seem to see a butterfly flying in the "water".

A pair of extremely pure golden eyes slowly opened, looking down at the young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown.

For this ancient high-ranking god, even if a Taoist priest has a Taoist age of several thousand years, he is indeed still young.

No words, no voice, no ripples.

Like a drum, like a thunder, like a river.

"Lu Chen, you tried to cross the border 3000 years ago, and you want to try again, breaking the rules of heaven again?"

Lu Chen's figure was shaking, so he could only retract his hands, sighed softly, raised his sleeves, and shook out a futon, which floated on the water.

Lu Chen sat on the futon, folded his hands on his abdomen, kept silent, and began to concentrate, forget and fast.

There was an ancient Taoist priest standing on the head of an ancient beast, swimming and approaching on the water.

"That little ox-nosed Taoist priest, what are you doing here? Is it the perfect ascension state, or the fourteenth state? In the Taoist legal system, who do you call master. Come and listen!"

Lu Chen ignored it.

"It doesn't matter whose apprentice or grandson you are, the first Taoist priest in the world, and the dumb boy who liked to hang on the tail of long queues are all Taoist priests of the same generation. Why don't you quickly call out Patriarch Grandpa, You have taken advantage of the sky! When you go back, I promise you can brag about it to anyone."

Lu Chen just held his breath and focused, every time he took a breath, the true energy condensed in his nostrils, like two white snakes hanging down, the same scene happened on the Taoist's heels.

"Little Niubi, I can't see it. You are really good at something. I just don't know if you can show off like this after staying here for a long time. You can't say that you are not as good as those poor people. Let alone swallowing your true energy, your facial features and viscera are all in the same place. It's going to be flattened."

"Little Taoist priest, talk to Grandpa Patriarch. In the current world where you are, are there not many Qi practitioners who are of the same level as you? Are there any hands in the world?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, you just need to tell me, was that dumb little Taoist priest who was so virtuous by anyone later beaten up all over the place?"

Hearing this, Lu Chen finally opened his eyes, touched his nose, "He is Xiaodao's master, senior, you wait, Xiaodao will invite master to come over and catch up with senior."

"Forget it, I don't have any enmity with him, we just had a normal relationship back then, so it's fine if we don't see each other."

After that, the ancient Taoist did not speak again.

That strange existence who seemed to have practiced wild fox Zen in the outside world had actually been listening carefully to the conversation between Lu Chen and the Taoist priest. After learning that the young Taoist priest was indeed a Taoist priest, he was immediately disappointed and burst into tears.

The woman who likes to raise the back of her hand like a white jade bow waved to Lu Chen, and said with a sweet smile, "Master Daoist, does Qingqiu in the world have a new owner?"

Lu Chen called the head of Taoism, "Returning to the senior, now that there is no Qingqiu in the world, how can we talk about the master."

The woman's expression was complicated for a moment, and she seemed to be smiling at the same time. The so-called foxes in later generations, on her side, would feel ashamed of themselves.

"You came here without crossing the line or retreating, what do you want to do?"

"Prevent anyone from coming here, and have a game with my elder brother...'Duizi'."

If one fourteen realm is exchanged for one fourteen realm.

Of course, Lu Chen's elder brother suffered the most.

Absolutely not to do this kind of loss-making business.

The god said: "Lu Chen, you have your reasons, and I have my responsibilities. Don't stay here for long, go back."

Lu Chen said aggrievedly: "My senior brother used to come here often, why don't you chase people away."

The god said: "It's not the same. Kou's name is Yufeng, which is almost a gift from heaven, and he is already a supernatural power."

Lu Chen's eyes were sad and he said: "The poor way asks the heart to interpret dreams, the difference is almost magical."

The god said: "Taoism and supernatural powers are different after all."

Lu Chen asked: "Can't you turn a blind eye?"

The god said: "What do you say?"

Lu Chen just fell backwards, and quickly reached out to touch the water, so that he didn't fall to the ground.

The god said: "They can't leave, they must stay here. Why do you, Lu Chen, spend your time here in vain?"

Lu Chen jumped to his feet, the futon was struck by a few thin threads of lightning, and the fire blazed, and in the end it flowed like water.

Another stagger.

After that, Lu Chen's feet seemed to be muddy, and every time Lu Chen moved, he would bring out mud as heavy as a mountain.

In an instant, Lu Chen's figure rose from the ground, and his figure floated horizontally. When he landed, he seemed to be sprained, and his knee joints creaked.

In fact, this is why Lu Chen fell back and fell to the ground when he was sitting on the railing at the Guoyunlou Inn.

And why did he sprain his ankle at the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect?

Lu Chen raised his hand, put his fingers together, pulled lightly, and said angrily: "If you are so aggressive again, Xiaodao will show his real kung fu!"

The two fingers seemed to be twisting a curtain, and a corner was lifted by Lu Chen.

In an instant, in the originally bright sky and earth, there were countless jet-black lights that penetrated into the sky and earth like a tide.

The god shouted: "Stop!"

Lu Chen hurriedly reached out to wipe the darkness back into the curtain, and then seemed to let go of his fingers to lower the curtain again.

Lu Chen resentfully said, "Xiao Dao lost his composure."

There was a laugh, both like the echo of the valley, and like the rolling thunder of the sky, "Although it is a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry, but it is indeed a bit of Taoism. It is worthy of being the direct disciple of the Taoist ancestor."

Lu Chen put his hands on his hips and put on a cursing posture, "Sneaky, what are you talking about, you can dance if you have the ability?"

As for the other party's identity, Lu Chen was clear about it.

It is a deity under the jurisdiction of the Thunder Department of the ancient Heavenly Court, and the deity is still there today.

Dali Jingcheng, the guy who worked as a coachman for Nanzan, used to be in charge of the Zhan Kan Division.

This god is the half-boss of the old coachman.But still not one of the twelve high-level gods.

He asked, "Will Ma Kuxuan die?"

Lu Chen said angrily: "Back then, I said let it go, the poor Taoist has already saved him once, otherwise he would have been beaten to death by Chen Pingan long ago, how about the poor Taoist?!"

The god remained silent and returned to his seat.

Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

With a conscience of heaven and earth, only the poor can never be idle for a moment.

Although this god has always hoped that Ma Kuxuan can "open up" and then embark on a divine way.

But the "dojo" of the old Leibu god in the world is not the Zhenwu Mountain where Ma Kuxuan practiced.

Zhenwu Mountain, one of the ancestral homes of the Aquarius Continent of Soldiers, is actually one of the dojos of another god.

If it was really the god who asked questions, Lu Chen would have to call the head of the Taoist sect first before speaking properly, and he had to be polite.

After all, no matter whether it is Senior Brother Zhangjiao or Senior Brother Yu, they all treat this god with outstanding merits and virtues with great respect.

Because in the ancient times about 6000 years ago, a group of majestic existences with brand-new "God Names" appeared.

The god name "Dajiao" who traveled around Suishan Mountain in Zhongtu, and the land real people with their own mountain administrations, all appeared at about the same time.

Moreover, the patriarchs of the three religions all recognized these divine titles.

For example, there is a god among them, whose name is "Zhenwu".

Qing Mingtian Bai Yujing, the Huawai Tianmo of Tianwaitian, apart from being afraid of the Taoist ancestor, is also afraid of this "true martial" god.

There is another osmanthus tree above the moon, which blooms in spring, the palace in the sky, and the osmanthus seeds rain down.

This female deity, who can be regarded as a part of the vacant position, is called "Guanghan".

It's just that she still doesn't want to return to that "dojo".

Lu Chen stretched out his hand to his ear, waited for a long time and didn't hear anything, then withdrew his hand, and said tentatively, "Take a step back?"

Still silent, Lu Chen was relieved, this was his agreement.

Lu Chen's figure dissipated, stopped in one place, and reappeared. The lively scene before was no longer seen, and the white mist was everywhere.

The Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown is alone, and the only dead person in the world is the one who never gives up day and night.

Lu Chen's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, without any trace of his usual aura.

Then Pindao is here, waiting for Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City!

----

In Huaihuang County, an old house that has never been sold to foreigners.

Dong Shuijing opened the door and said with a smile, "Hey, isn't this Lin Yupu? It's a great honor to have you here."

Lin Shouyi stepped across the threshold and stretched out his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

Dong Shuijing wondered, "Why?"

Lin Shouyi said, "Congratulations."

Dong Shuijing laughed, "You are learning from Wei Shanjun."

Lin Shouyi said: "I borrowed some Gu Yu money from Chen Pingan, so I have to pay him back soon."

Dong Shuijing laughed and said, "I was startled, I thought you were going to get married."

As soon as Lin Shou raised his foot as if to kick someone, Dong Shuijing turned sideways and said with a smile, "Scholars talk but don't move."

In Chen Shanzhu's words, it would be two chicks pecking each other out of the cage.

Lin Shouyi said: "Old rules, don't be foolish."

Dong Shuijing went to the kitchen to light a fire and ordered two bowls of wontons.

When Dong Shuijing was busy, Lin Shouyi, who was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals in the main room, turned his head and stared blankly at the willow trees in the courtyard.

As for the well beside the tree, Lin Yupu didn't even look at it.

When Dong Shuijing brought a large bowl of steaming wontons in one hand, Lin Shouyi had already looked away.

Lin Shouyi took the bowls and chopsticks and asked, "Do you know why Chen Pingan called us over this time?"

Dong Shuijing shook his head and said, "I didn't ask."

As soon as Lin Shou ate the wontons, he began to pick and choose. Dong Shuijing didn't even bother to listen, and just ate with his head down.

When I was in school, I didn't like this guy, not because Lin Shouyi was a child of a rich family, but because he liked to put on a bad face every day.

Later, Dong Shuijing disliked Lin Shouyi even more.

She is the same age as the two of them, and is Li Huai's older sister.

That wicker-like slender woman, and she still has such gentle eyebrows and eyes.

Dong Shuijing asked, "How much do you owe Chen Pingan?"

Lin Shouyi said, "One hundred."

Dong Shuijing nodded and said, "I'll put you on the mat first."

Lin Shouyi said, "Gu Yu Qian."

Dong Shuijing feigned surprise and said, "I thought it was Xiaoxueqian."

Lin Shouyi scolded the local rich man.

Dong Shuijing said: "You have such a good relationship with Chen Pingan, why are you willing to owe me a favor?"

Lin Shouyi said: "The excavation of Dadu on Tongyezhou is full of places that need money."

Dong Shuijing said, "Aren't there places for me to spend money?"

Lin Shou yelled, "You, Dong Bancheng, only have a place to make money."

I have to admit that Dong Shuijing is really a good material for making money. He only talked about one of the businesses, and Lin Shou admired him as soon as he heard it.

They have contracted several Xianjia Mountains with good aura, especially the clear water veins, and fiddled with some potted plants, specially for the money of the generals, ministers, dignitaries and dignitaries at the foot of the mountain.

It is not safe to call it saving money for your descendants. It is better to pre-purchase a pot of fairy flowers and trees with them. If the potted plants want to take shape, they must be carefully cultivated for decades or even a few years.

If you have one or two potted plants, the Shantou Xianfu will carefully record the files, and make an appointment in advance according to the requirements of each customer. The descendants of the descendants must take it home in a certain year, and of course they can also be on the spot. Converting it into fairy money, taking things in advance or exchanging money is not acceptable.Unless the family is really down and poor and can't open the pot, as long as the children of the family go up the mountain, they can exchange for a slightly discounted fairy money, and the fairy mansion for cultivating bonsai can even help keep a family tree... Anyway, No matter how big or small, everything is covered.

When Lin Shou heard that there were really a large number of dignitaries and gentry from various countries, he was tempted, and they all paid for it, and countless countries followed suit.

Lin Shouyi had to admire Dong Shuijing's business experience for the sake of doing business.

This is just one of Dong Shuijing's many business avenues.

Dong Shuijing scolded for no reason, "Worthless!"

Lin Shou glared and said, "A trash who is worse than me!"

The chickens started pecking each other again.

There are clouds above the layer of clouds, and the bottom of the clouds is the human world, which can be seen for a long time.

After Ma Yuan drank, his poetry flourished, but he had to prepare a preface first.

Unlike many scholars, Ma Yuan likes to recite and personally excerpt the prefaces of various poems and songs.

Zhao Yao, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment, took a ferry belonging to the Dali Army. This time he returned home, Zhao Yao also brought Ma Yuan, his immediate boss, and Guan Yiran, a minister of the Qing Dynasty official of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Zhao Yao was summoned by that "little uncle", while Guan Yiran came here to see his friends "on the way" because he was acting as a public servant for personal gain. Lord Chen Shan of Luopo Mountain was with Jing Kuan, who had only been the prefect of Baoxi County for a few days. , are the kind of good friends who can vomit after drinking light plain wine in Changpu River.

The ferry bypasses the Beiyue Piyun Mountain far away, which means that it is close to Niujiaodu.

Ma Yuan stood leaning on the railing on the viewing platform outside the house, patted the railing lightly, and seeing the beautiful scenery, he was moved and began to chant poems.

Zhao Yao and Guan Yiran were sitting in the house drinking, Guan Yiran turned his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Ma, you're still writing, do you want me to compile those thousands of doggerel poems of yours into a book, and then go to a bookstore to spend money on it?" Money magazines printed? Don’t worry about sales. There are so many yamen in the capital. As long as they are officials, below the second rank and above the ninth rank, and each person has a copy, my capital will be recovered. This business is well done! If you add If you accompany the capital there, you can make a lot of money!"

Master Shang Shu, who was interrupted, didn't turn his head, but just raised a finger.

Zhao Yao said with a smile, "If Master Shangshu really wants to publish a collection of poems, even if he doesn't use an official relationship and just uses a pseudonym, he won't have to worry about selling it at all."

Guan Yiran teased: "Zhao Shilang, why are you an official, don't you flatter me sooner, our Uncle Ma is going to Rizhui Ferry soon, do you want to burn the stove?"

Zhao Yao asked directly: "Didn't you still hold the title of minister in the wild world? Will you resign?"

Guan Yiran raised his chin, "Only the senior officials who are qualified to participate in the imperial study meeting will know about this kind of thing. You can ask the Lord."

Ma Yuan walked back to the house and said: "You don't need to resign. Anyway, we have you as the servant in the Ministry of Punishment, so there will be no mistakes. What's more, the high positions in the Six Departments of the Yamen can't be completely changed, but they can't be too frequent."

Guan Yiran laughed and said, "For Zhao Shilang, this is not good news. I have to drink to drown my worries. Come, Zhao Shilang, let's go."

Zhao Yao felt helpless.

The contemporary Patriarch of the Ma Clan in Shangzhu Kingdom, not long ago, was actually the Shangshu of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and was evenly transferred to the Ministry of Punishment as the chief official, neither promoted nor demoted.

Mu Yan, the former Zuo servant of the Ministry of punishment, was promoted to the minister of the household department, replacing Ma Yuan, and became the minister of a country.

The various departments of the Ministry of Punishment, as well as the enshrined monks named in the Ministry of Punishment, are naturally happy to see the results. After all, Ma Yuan is well-known in the government and the public for his careful planning and good money making.

Regarding that battle, the chief officials of the six departments of the Dali court, whoever contributed more, just contended whether it was Shen Chen or Ma Yuan, and it had nothing to do with the Minister of Rites, Zhao Duanjin.

The same surname of Shangzhu Kingdom, Cao Ping and Yan Jiao, have already gone to the Rizhui Ferry in the Wild World to join Song Changjing and the vassal king Song Mu.

And this Patriarch of the Ma family in Poyang is a bloated man with a face full of flesh. As long as Ma Yuan does not wear official uniforms and step on court boots, he will at most look like a wealthy man in a small county town, no more, the county government It is unlikely that the richest man is Ma Yuan's virtue.But people should not be judged by their appearance. Although Ma Yuan is born with big arms and round arms, he may be able to scare those timid people when he walks alone on the streets of the capital at night. Yes, but this Ma Shangshu, who has been in charge of Dali's money bag for many years, is extremely famous and talented. He writes small script with hairpin flowers in one hand, and he writes with a high degree of proficiency. It is said that Ma Yuan's lower case is exactly the opposite of his appearance.

It means that as ugly as Ma Yuan's people are, his characters are as beautiful as they are.

And Ma Yuan, as an important official of Dali who is recognized by the national teacher Cui Chen as one of his arms, is indeed a very not vulgar official.

He is also one of the two people who have been promoted the fastest in Dali's officialdom in recent decades.Ma Yuan in the capital city in the north, and Liu Qingfeng in the accompanying capital in the south.

As far as nbsp;As for why Guan Yiran was able to be on Ma Yuan's side, the reason why he spoke so unscrupulously was that Ma Yuan's imperial examination teacher back then was Guan Yiran's great-grandfather.

The iron-clad old minister, the flowing servant and doctor.

In addition, before Ma Yuan became a third-rank high-ranking official, he conducted a Beijing inspection every three years. No matter whether Ma Yuan was an official in Beijing or a local government, he always received first-class comments without any suspense.

This made Ma Yuan, who was born in the Ma family in Poyang, Shangzhu Kingdom, move seven times in three years when he was in the official office!

This gave Ma Yuan a coveted official nickname, "vest".

So in the yamen of the Ministry of Household Affairs, Ma Yuan, who likes to scold people the most, is the only one who doesn't scold Guan Yiran.

Of course, apart from such a relationship, Guan Yiran's accounting skills, especially his ability to check accounts, are really not bad.

As the night fell, the eastern boundary of Aquarius Continent was the Qingluan Kingdom, which had left its status as a vassal of the Dali clan.

Li Bao, who has been the minister of the Ministry of Rites for many years, received guests in person today. The guest was an unknown person both on and off Baopingzhou Mountain.

willow minion.

This young Qi practitioner is a native of Qingluan Country.

Li Bao has the appearance of a bookish old man. After he closed his study, he became Li Baozhen, the weaving officer of the Dali Dynasty.

In the early years, when Li Baozhen was the spy of the leader of Dali Lvbo Pavilion, he changed his official status in Qingluan Kingdom. He was promoted very quickly, and soon became the minister of the Ministry of Rites.

He has presided over many meetings and examinations, and is well-deserved as the one who holds the balance in the hands of a country.

In addition, Li Baozhen was also the overlord behind the scenes of several Dali vassal states including Qingluan Kingdom, all the fairy houses on the mountain, and the rivers and lakes sects below the mountain, all under Li Baozhen's control.

Liu Mino didn't want to see Li Baozhen at first, but one of his secret mansions was burglarized, so without thinking about it, Li Baozhen knew that it was Li Baozhen who took it without telling him.

There are two bowls on the table, one bowl of ink and one bowl of water.

In this study room, there is not any book of sages and sages. They are all miscellaneous books that "have no benefit to the imperial examination fame, and no benefit to the morals of the world and the people's hearts".

Li Baozhen poured himself a glass of wine, sat down first, stretched out his hands and pressed twice, signaling to the guests that you are welcome.

Liu Min hesitated for a moment, and sat on the chair opposite.

A game of chairs is like a game of chess.

Li Baozhen asked with a smile: "Where's Wang Yifu, have you met these years?"

Liu Mino remained silent.

At that time, Liu Mao's own master, and later Liu Qingfeng, the Minister of Rites of Dali, served as a parent officer in a small county in his hometown Qingluan country. Wang Yifu was a county captain at that time. The prefect of a small county on the border of shit, Wang Yifu followed, and worked as a coachman along the way.As Liu Qingfeng's school boy, or half a student, Liu Mino had a good relationship with this straightforward Wang Xianwei at that time, because he often drank with Liu Qingfeng.

It seems that as long as Lieutenant Wang speaks, he can make his master, who is always frowning and thinking about his own thoughts, say a few more words.

I remember once drinking, Wang Yifu once asked his master a question, wanting to know what he thought of the mountain.

Liu Mino couldn't remember too much because he was drinking at the time, but one of the truths in the question-and-answer session between his master and Wang Xianwei has left Liu Mino with a deep memory to this day.

In the eyes of my master, the so-called immortals on the mountain are just ordinary masters with bigger fists, nothing more, with few exceptions.

Liu Qingfeng had another question at the time, which was asked by Liu Mino. Of course, it was more likely that it was a kind of self-discipline and self-asking, related to whether or not to obey the rules, including those who set the rules.

Li Baozhen pointed to a booklet on the table and said with a smile: "Liu Mao, you are a very cautious person, so I am even more surprised. What do you think? You don't keep this kind of thing in mind. Dare to write on paper?"

On that booklet was a series of interlocking plots aimed directly at a big man who could strangle Liu Mino to death with just one finger.

The two sides are about the same age, but the difference in realm is too much.

Liu Mino still didn't speak.

Li Baozhen asked: "Or is it Liu Shangshu's idea, and you just help me write it down?"

Liu Mao finally said, "If it's my master's idea, you must be in the calculation when you get the brochure."

Li Baozhen nodded, "Probably so."

I remember that when I was watching a "drinking dish" by Old Master Liu, there was a sect on the mountain with a guilty conscience who was about to reveal a scandal. I asked Liu Qingfeng for help, and Liu Qingfeng helped to fabricate a similar scandal. There was a lot of trouble, and the Shanshui Mansion newspaper was talking about this, but of course it could only prove that the sect was innocent, and then there was another gossip that slandered the sect, and the monks began to work hard to prove their innocence. After that , When the real scandal is "revealed", people will not take it seriously, and they will no longer want to get to the bottom of it.

Li Baozhen found Liu Qingfeng, who just said lightly, this is called watching the excitement, and the same excitement is often not lively.

Of course, in return, that sect with a small family background sold everything, and secretly took the initiative to send a large amount of fairy money to the Luojing household department.

Li Baozhen still doesn't know whether the real victims of that scandal, who didn't have time to expose a small sect of the enemy, have received the kind of justice that they are satisfied with or truly recognized in their hearts.

As for the booklet on the table, Liu Mino recorded the entry point of the plan in it, which can be regarded as a first move against Chen Pingan.

It is Ruan Xiu of Longquan Sword Sect.

In this way, the sudden fortunes of Chen Pingan and Luoposhan are more reasonable.

Especially sensible.

The two parties have already made a private decision for life.

Then there were two small sects who owned Shanshui Mansion Newspaper and publicized the matter, and they were killed by the sword energy.

Of course, no one would believe that this was Luobashan's method.

But this is the first link, a small foreshadowing.

However, some caring people may start to speculate at this stage whether it is Zhengyang Mountain who framed it or not.

As for Ruan Qiong of Longquan Sword Sect, the chief priest of the Great Li Dynasty, he knew that this matter was false, and the content of these Shanshui Mansion newspapers was even more false, but what about the relationship with Luoba Mountain?

The second link is Shujian Lake, which is related to Gu Can.

It can be mutually corroborated with a certain book of landscape travel notes.

Li Baozhen turned his head to look at the two bowls of water on the table, and said with a smile, "Gu Can is that bowl of ink, no matter how you mix it, it will become ink, but Chen Ping's is that bowl of clear water, dipped in a little ink, it will start to turn from clear to muddy." gone."

Liu Mino nodded, not denying Li Baozhen's point of view.

"Liu Mao, do you have a grudge against Chen Pingan?"

"No."

"The first time we met, did you think he was not pleasing to you?"

"When we first met, I felt that he and my master are ordinary scholars, with a gentle demeanor, approachable, capable of self-cultivation, teaching, and doing things better."

The first time they met was on the road outside the Lion Forest in Qingluan Country. In order to make way for a little black charcoal on the road, the master drove the bullock cart into the pond, and they became drowned.

But that Chen Pingan's performance at that time made Liu Mao feel good.Just like what my master said, no matter what kind of family it is, whether it is a wealthy family or a small family, as long as the child makes a mistake, the adult cannot replace the apology and let the child know the mistake, and then correct it. wrong.

"That is to say that he is very lucky. At a young age, he became famous. He made great achievements in other places and became famous. He became a closed disciple of a sage in the Confucian Temple. His Taoist companion is still No. 1 in the colorful world. It seems that the cheapest in the world Let him take it all by himself? Make you jealous and think that the law of heaven is unfair? You want to fight for your master, Old Shangshu Liu?"

"I'm not jealous. I have carefully studied his family history, and I must admit that Chen Pingan deserves all the benefits."

In the officialdom of Dali, there are two people who are promoted the fastest, namely Ma Yuan, Minister of Dali, and Liu Qingfeng, Minister of Rites of the capital.

The most interesting thing is that the entire officialdom knows that Liu Qingfeng was used by His Majesty the Emperor to monitor Luo Wang Song Mu, but the vassal king Song Mu always treated him with courtesy.

The reason why Luo Jing, the accompanying capital, has never become Song Mu's yamen is that there is Liu Qingfeng.

The book boy Liu Mao and the follower Wang Yifu are the two people who followed Liu Qingfeng the longest.Especially Liu Mao, who has followed the master since he was young.

But Liu Qingfeng died because he was not a cultivator.The old man didn't even think about becoming a god.

But Liu Mino won't bear a grudge against a scholar whom his master even approves because of this.

Before Liu Qingfeng died, he once said with a smile to Liu Min that the only person who can improve the many policies of the national teacher Cui Chen in the future is not in conspiracy, not in the tedious work that is visible on the surface, but in honesty, morality, and in places that are invisible to the heart Cui Chan intentionally left room for the real achievement of his work, because he himself said that those who learn from me live like me and die.

Just like everything that Li Baozhen did in Qingluan Kingdom, in the eyes of Liu Qingfeng back then, he just said lightly, "We use injustice to hunt righteousness, so what sense of accomplishment does we have?"

The key point was that Li Baozhen had to praise the other party sincerely at that time, and he was indeed better than himself.

Wei Liang, a legalist monk, once helped the national teacher Cui Chan to erect a monument on the top of Yizhou Mountain.

And Liu Qingfeng personally wrote the genealogy of the Yizhou gods that was almost copied by the Confucian Temple later.

"Then I will be so strange that I can't understand it at all. You have no grievances or enmity. What are you asking for if you do this?"

"Ask for nothing."

Hearing this, Li Baozhen was finally surprised rather than pretending, and asked, "Liu Mao, are you doing this out of pure malice?"

Liu Mino began to shut up again, and even closed her eyes altogether.

Li Baozhen twisted the empty wine glass in his hand and said with a smile: "Liu Qingfeng must have reminded you at some point during his lifetime that if someone threatens you someday, such as me, just betray him so that you can save your life? "

Liu Mino opened her eyes and nodded, "Li Zhizao has a clever plan, that's true. The master told me to forget the content of that conversation quickly, otherwise I won't be able to deceive you."

The master hopes that he can become the second Li Baozhen, but it is just too difficult to be smarter than Li Baozhen.

Li Baozhen asked, "Do you know why I haven't done this?"

Liu Mino replied: "Because you guessed that the master would do this, so you find it boring. You have always been too lazy to do boring things."

Li Baozhen nodded with a smile, "To be precise, it is meaningless and meaningless."

Liu Mino asked back: "Then how can you be sure that Master didn't guess that you would do this?"

Li Baozhen's smile froze.

Liu Mino smiled and said, "Li Zhizao doesn't need to pretend. In the final analysis, you are only afraid of a living Liu Shangshu. To be precise, he is dead. You are still afraid, afraid that he will have a special attack on you."

Li Baozhen smiled brightly and nodded vigorously, "Then I'm going to ask you, is there such a trump card?"

Liu Mino sneered and said, "I said yes, but you didn't believe it all, and I said no, but you still doubted it. Then I said yes, dare to ask Li Zhizao, what is the meaning of this question?"

Li Baozhen threw the wine glass back on the table, clapped his hands, "Liu Mao, I've finished asking, do you have anything else to say?"

Liu Mino closed her eyes, "You and I are just waiting to die."

Li Baozhen sneered and said: "Playing mysteries, pretending to be gods and ghosts, do you really think you are Liu Qingfeng?!"

Outside the study door, there was a burst of light applause.

Liu Mino smiled casually and said, "Here we come."

I have kept silent about the name Chen Pingan, but you, Li Baozhen, don't believe in evil, and you talk about Chen Pingan, who can be blamed.

Li Baozhen forced himself to be calm, looked outside the door, his face was livid, and asked, "Who?!"

Wearing a green shirt with no jade hairpin on his head, he stepped into the study as if entering a deserted place, "It's a coincidence, Liu Shangshu is no longer here, but I am still here. If you want to kill Liu Mino, it will never be your turn."

Behind this person was a young retinue with a yellow hat and blue shoes holding a green bamboo stick.

Li Baozhen asked: "How could it be you?!"

"Coincidentally?"

Standing behind the chair, Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to hold Liu Mino's head heavily, twisted it slightly, and said with a smile, "I don't learn if I'm good, but I don't learn well like this. Be careful and you will die."

Li Baozhen wanted to speak from his heart, wanted to call out his eldest brother's name, but found that he could only "speechless", let alone speak, the heart-to-heart means of Qi practitioners were useless.

Next, Li Baozhen was horrified to discover that Chen Pingan at this moment had a pair of pure golden eyes.

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A lonely city among colorful clouds.

In Baidi City, in this place where the real and the fake are confused, there are countless flying swords, the movements are disorderly, and the speed is indefinite. It was Zheng Juzhong who spent 3000 years buying one by one, receiving offerings, collecting secrets, or "copying the authentic works". Zheng Juzhong personally forged and imitated them. Zheng Juzhong came to it through years of deduction and calculation of "fantasy".

Zheng Juzhong, who looked up at a celestial map, retracted his gaze, "This road probably won't work."

The other Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said, "Not necessarily."

"Exhausted manpower and mind can only be like this. Do you want to ask others for help? The question is who can you turn to. There is no Cui Chan in the world."

"Wait and see."

"For example, play that game of chess with Master Bai Yu Jingkou first?"

Bai Yu is the name of the Jingkou, and his Taoism is as high as a dragon.

I have dragon-slaying skills, please show me the sword.

Apart from Zheng Juzhong, the only monks from Baidi City who have been to this secret place in history are the founder Fu Mo and the closed disciple Gu Can.

Jianxiu Fu Zhen once sat here for more than a month without gaining anything.

Gu Can is more desireless than his senior brother Fu Mo, and he just asked his master some very uninitiated questions, "If a sword cultivator has a flying sword, if he doesn't have a teacher and family education, do he need to find that by himself?" Flying sword's natal supernatural power?"

"Of course it is necessary, but there is a huge difference between the difficulty and the difficulty. The sword cultivator's search and inspection of flying sword supernatural powers is like fishing in the water. It is a bit obscure, and the water is deep, so you need to explore it patiently. It is a bit superficial. You can see it." As for the depth and shallowness of the water, it has nothing to do with the rank of the flying sword, it is all luck. Many of the supernatural powers of the flying sword are as clear as a dragon swimming in the shallows. Sword repair is easy, and it can be pulled by pulling the dragon's beard. Go ashore and become your own property. Some natal supernatural powers swim like a small fish in the bottom of the sea. Sword cultivators spend a lot of effort to find them, but they still get very little. They can only laugh at themselves. It’s better than nothing, and good luck tricks people. Among them, there are many futures The big monks who are famous in Yizhou are actually sword cultivators with hidden identities, but they are embarrassed to admit that they are sword cultivators. They have good talents in cultivating Taoism, and the road to climbing is like a broken bamboo, but they are limited by the rank of flying swords, resulting in poor sword practice qualifications , so I am ashamed to speak out, and dare not call myself a sword cultivator. The reason why there are almost no wild sword cultivators in the world is that the school on the mountain is looking for the embryo of a sword cultivator outside, and spares no effort. If there is any rough jade, it will be brought back to the mountain. Carve carefully, spend money to cultivate, and a natal flying sword was conceived, there are traces to follow, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Luzhou in the north, the ancient Shu land boundary of Aquarius Island, and other Fengshui places in Haoran Treasure land, the possibility of sword cultivators appearing is far more than other places."

"A sword cultivator who has two or more natal flying swords, or a flying sword with several natal supernatural powers, does he have an inherent advantage?"

"For Jianxiu himself, this is of course the case. Between Feijian and Feijian, and between the natal supernatural powers that are retreating, the 'interpretation' of the two is similar, or the 'complementary' of the two is opposite. There are different degrees of gain. But it is not necessarily included in all sword repairs and history. For example, your ancestor only has one natal flying sword, but all flying swords related to water magic can be cultivated by thousands of swords The flying swords are stacked together, and against that one, it is like a group of officials meeting the monarch, and they can only bow their heads."

"Is the naming of each flying sword a university question? I heard that the name of the flying sword is the boxing style of Takeo Yamashita. It should not be passed on or leaked."

"Excluding the names of sword cultivators who play tricks or blind people touch elephants, a flying sword whose name is too big is an empty frame that does not match its name. If you are young, you will be reckless, because it means that the muddle-headed swordsman has not figured out the true context of Feijian and natal supernatural powers."

"The disciple only has one last question, the origin of the flying sword, can it only depend on fate?"

"It's all determined by fate. You said that sword repair can only rely on fate. It's not wrong, but it's not right enough."

Among the colorful clouds stands a large banner, and a stone table below is carved with a chessboard, and there are two jars of chess pieces on it.

There was an old man in a blue shirt, with his hands behind his back, and above his head was the well-known phrase "Fengrao is the first in the world".

Han Qiaose's voice sounded, "Senior Brother, Master has come to Baidi City."

Zheng Juzhong said: "Let him wait a moment, I'll be there right away."

If you just learn swordsmanship, it cannot be said that it is of no benefit to Zheng Juzhong, but it is of little significance.

Because Zheng Juzhong has already tried it.

Therefore, Zheng Juzhong completely abandoned this path. A Yangshen who is a pure sword cultivator in the Ascension Realm, he can throw it away as soon as he says it, and throw it away like a shoe.

Facts have proved that even if one becomes a pure sword cultivator of the [-]th realm, there is still a long way to go from the avenue that Zheng Juzhong envisioned.

Then there is a sword outside the sword, and seek the way in technique.The road that Bai Ye took back then was not bad.

The two Zheng Juzhong merged into one, looked at those flying swords, and said to himself: "It's like a person's surname, first name, character, and number."

In fact, there are quite a few future sword cultivator embryos who have come to this secret realm, but Zheng Juzhong watched their Taoist process of "breeding the flying sword of life", and the harvest is still very small.

After all, it is not a heaven and earth where the Dao is completely circulated, the first sword cultivator born in accordance with the laws of heaven.

As for Fu Mo and Gu Can among the disciples, they were lucky enough not to have their memories erased by Zheng Juzhong.

Under the big banner, beside the stone table.

After Chen Qingliu lost one hand, he played the score alone on the chessboard.

Zheng Juzhong appeared and said, "Master."

"Don't dare."

Chen Qingliu didn't raise his head, "I'm afraid of losing my life."

Han Qiaose is used to this.

In the past, the master and the senior brothers got together less often, but as long as they met, it was always like this.

After 3000 years of separation, the master and apprentice finally reunited, and the result is still so unsurprising.

Han Qiaose didn't know about the relationship between the master and the blind Taoist priest in Baopingzhou, let alone the fact that the coachman in Luzhou in Beiju was busy in vain, and the Confucian scholar Chen Zhuoliu.

The master's great avenue is not in Haoran Jiuzhou, but a blessed place in Liuxiazhou.

Han Qiaose saw her master for the first time when she was a young girl. At that time, the master was accompanied by a maid who carried a short spear with her, named Xie Shiji.

Back then, Han Qiaose's first impression when she saw that burly woman was that she was really tall and had a big physique!

But for some reason, Xie Shiji always regarded herself as a maidservant, but Master called her Senior Sister.

Later, the master accepted Liu Daochun, the troublemaker, as his young disciple. Xie Shiji showed great love and care for Liu Daochun, and gave him a pink Taoist robe and a glazed pavilion.

Han Qiaose couldn't understand this matter back then, why would that woman surnamed Xie give Liu Daochun his favor.

Later, I asked my brother Zheng Juzhong to know the answer.It turned out to be "A fool looks at a fool, and he is very kind."

But Han Qiaose has doubts again, because she can feel that Brother Zheng is actually very close to Xie Shiji, even closer than Master Chen Qingliu.

Zheng Juzhong said that Liu Daochun is a half-assed smart person who likes to pretend to be a fool, and he belongs to a real fool.Xie Shiji is not stupid in doing things but willing to be a fool, so he is really smart.

Chen Qingliu threw the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard, raised his head and asked, "Do you know why I refused to teach you swordsmanship back then?"

"It's best if Master is willing to say a few more words."

The implication of Zheng Juzhong's words is that he, as a disciple, already knew the answer, but Master, you can find something to talk about, as a disciple, just listen patiently.

If you want to say that this big disciple has done something wrong or bad, there really is nothing.

On the contrary, it is only said that on Tieshu Mountain, beating Guo Outing who tried to breach the contract, it was Zheng Juzhong who climbed the mountain instead of his master.

A White Emperor City stands erect on the Divine Continent of Central Earth, and the city lord Zheng Juzhong is recognized as the world's number one demon giant.

In the past, apart from Haoran Tianxia, ​​maybe Qingming Tianxia and Manhuang Tianxia didn't recognize it, but now they all have to hold their noses to admit this fact.

Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City is really... unreasonably strong.

Even that old scholar, when Gongdelin was drinking with Chen Qingliu, had to say something about our brother's ability to recruit apprentices, there was really nothing to say.

But if you want to say how good Zheng Juzhong is, the great disciple who started the mountain, and he is liked by the master, I'm sorry, but Chen Qingliu really can't like it.

Damn, this guy is so smart.

I remember that when Zheng Juzhong just started practicing, he fell in love with playing chess.

Chen Qingliu felt that this was a bit irresponsible. A qi practitioner in the lower five realms, how could he have this kind of spare time?How can you let Master rest assured to teach you swordsmanship?

He played a game with this Kaishan disciple, guessing chess pieces, guessing black and white.

As a result, thirty to six times in a row, they all correctly guessed the color of the chess pieces!

The young man didn't even look at the hand where the master hid the chess piece, from the beginning to the end, he just stared at Chen Qingliu's eyes.

At that time, Chen Qingliu seemed to be calm. Looking at the pale and colorless disciple across the table but with shining eyes, Chen Qingliu began to murmur in his heart. As a master, he was lucky to pick treasures. Or did you go out without looking through the almanac and encounter monsters?

"Among the wild old beasts who just woke up, who do you think is most likely to be in the [-]th realm? Well, except for Xiaomo on Luoluo Mountain and Bai Jing who turned into a little girl, they are all pretty good. Although he is not human, he has a human flavor. Unlike some people in some places, they are clearly human beings, but they are too fairy-like. Even in the dojo, their heads are not up to the sky, and their feet are not touching the ground. Right in the middle."

Chen Qingliu sat down on the stone bench, looked at the two standing disciples, and said with a smile, "Qiao Se, don't just sit there and talk."

In fact, there were two stone benches beside the table, Han Qiaose glanced at her senior brother, Zheng Juzhong nodded with a smile, and she dared to sit down.

It's easy to say elsewhere, Han Qiaose wouldn't be so cautious, after all, sitting here is usually to play chess with seniors.

Zheng Juzhong didn't care about the harsh words of the master, and said: "The alias is Wang Youwu, and the Taoist name is 'Tiger'. Its real body is not the tiger we think in Haoran Tianxia."

While speaking, between master and apprentice, an old Taoist priest wearing a bamboo crown appeared on the side of the chess table, riding a deer with a sword behind his back.

Chen Qingliu frowned and said, "Isn't that Bai Jing?"

Zheng Juzhong said: "She ranks third. Pure swordsmanship, it is more difficult to get along. Even if the path under your feet is in the right direction, it seems that there is only a thin line between them, but it is still relatively far away."

"This ancient monster clan who stole the Dao name of 'Tiger', the opportunity to join the Dao lies in the phrase "tyranny is fiercer than a tiger" in later generations. Therefore, ten thousand years later, in the barren world, the more tyrannical the Dao, the higher its Dao will be. , you can sit back and reap the rewards."

"It was able to take the lead because of the arrangement of Tuo Yueshan Patriarch and Zhou Mi back then, driving half of the world to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to pave the way for it to join forces. I believe Wang Youwu has already woken up at that time, After that, I was just pretending to sleep. I guess it is only half a step away. Wang Youwu, who has already stepped in with one foot and stepped on the threshold with half of her foot, can enter the [-]th realm, but it is hidden deep. So wait until the wilderness That battle was fought fiercely, and in a few years, Wang Youwu can become the fourteenth realm."

Hearing that there would be an unsuspecting fourteenth-level monk in the world, Chen Qingliu was completely indifferent, but just glanced at the sky.

Among the fourteen monks, how can there be no distinction between superior and inferior?

Maybe Zheng Juzhong is the only monk who dares to call "Zhou Mi" by his name casually in the world.

As for the other small group of big monks, it doesn't mean that they must be inferior to Zheng Juzhong in strength, but they are not suitable due to their status. In short, they each have their own concerns.

Chen Qingliu asked: "The second one is that Anonymous who deliberately avoids Bai Ze?"

Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said, "It's the one named Ligou."

With the appearance of a boy with double pupils, he had shown his face outside the sky before.

Chen Qingliu frowned and said, "Hasn't someone already taken the road to the path of refining things?"

On the other side of Qingming Tianxia, ​​there is Wuzhou with the dao name "Taiyin", who is one step ahead.

It stands to reason that every path of the Great Cultivator to the Fourteen Realms is a single-plank bridge.

Just like Jianxiu Xiaomo's success fell short, because Xuandu Guansun Daochang was already on the road.

Zheng Juzhong explained: "Ligou once chose two paths at the same time, one is to refine things, and the other is to eat books. Wang. After Zhou Mi ascended to the sky, he deliberately gave up a single-plank bridge that almost reached the sky to Ligou. Therefore, it is not a big accident, it is almost a conclusion."

Han Qiaose's eyelids trembled.

Chen Qingliu was still calm and composed, "Do you think I'm against Shang Ligou?"

Zheng Juzhong said: "He doesn't dare to kill him at all, so when he meets Master, he will only avoid his edge."

Chen Qing laughed angrily.

Han Qiaose couldn't help laughing, she was no longer so nervous.

Chen Qingliu laughed and said, "Then, as a master, why don't I thank you as an apprentice?"

Zheng Juzhong said: "I have to thank the master for not temporarily changing the color of the chess pieces in his hand."

Chen Qingliu was silent for a moment, and said: "Actually, I wanted to fool you when I was on the No. 18 chess piece. It was that stupid big man who stopped it twice with his heart."

Zheng Juzhong said: "I recognize the process, and I also recognize the result, so I have always been grateful to Master and her."

If there are seven guesses by No.30, Zheng Juzhong can still guess correctly, but it is very likely that the root of the Dao will be hurt.

That's why Chen Qingliu said today that Xie Shiji had blocked him twice.

Zheng Juzhong continued: "Wang Youwu, Ligou, there is a certain possibility that Bai Jing and that nameless person will come after them. But besides them, there is actually a concubine Fei, who will walk ahead of Bai Jing when they get along. On the surface, the concubine was able to join the way because of Bai Ze's guidance, but in fact, it can still be regarded as an old road carefully laid out."

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: "If Zhou Mi is as powerful as you say, why bother to go to the sky and run away in desperation, and can only wait for the patriarchs of the three religions to come together, and ask him again?"

Zheng Juzhong said: "Wen Hai was very careful back then, after all, he was only one person."

Chen Qingliu asked: "Then what if Zhou Mi is with you and Xiuhu?"

Zheng Juzhong said with a smile: "It's best not to make assumptions about human affairs, don't talk about ifs."

Chen Qingliu clicked his tongue and said, "Master is teaching the disciple."

Zheng Juzhong put one hand on the stone table and said with a smile: "Master."

Chen Qingliu waited quietly, but Zheng Juzhong did not continue, Chen Qingliu laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy, are you kidding me?"

Zheng Juzhong was full of smiles, "The master taught the disciples a lot back then, and there is a sentence among them that the disciples will always remember in their hearts."

Chen Qingliu said in a bad mood: "I'm getting old, my eyes are dim, and my brain is not enough, don't let me guess, let me fart!"

Zheng Juzhong said: "Master once said to me, 'Juzhong, Master only has you as a disciple, you should be more successful in the future, and make Master happy.'"

Chen Qingliu asked suspiciously, "I actually said such a serious thing?"

Zheng Juzhong said with a smile: "It was a time when I got too drunk, the master speaks from his heart when he is drunk."

Chen Qingliu rubbed his chin, and muttered, "Damn it, there's another devil in the world, Zheng Juzhong, and you still have to blame me, Chen Qingliu?"

Zheng Juzhong raised his hand, waved his sleeves, and pointed to Tongyezhou, where the Confucian scholar Li Xisheng was located, and said with a smile, "Let's look at Duizi, who cut Qingming for Haoran."

Chen Qingliu was taken aback, and suddenly cursed: "Stinky boy, tell me what you are doing, just rest assured, what is the difference between you and deceiving your master..."

Sure enough, I am afraid of what will happen.

At this moment, a young Taoist boy appeared out of nowhere, gently pressed Zheng Juzhong's arm, "Scholar, don't be so angry."

Beside the young Taoist boy, there was a tall swordsman with his back on his back.

Daozu, Yu Dou, the second disciple.

I never thought that there would be an old master soon, and he stretched out his hand to support Zheng Juzhong's arm, "lift it up, lift it up, just lift it up, we scholars, why can't we say something bold."

The most holy teacher also came, and there was Li Sheng beside him.

And a frowning old scholar.

Chen Qingliu winked at the old scholar.

The old scholar twisted his beard and remained silent.

Old scholar, it's up to you to smooth things over.

it's me again?The donkey pushed the mill and gave some fodder to gnaw on.What's more, in such a big scene, can I, with thin arms and legs, get involved?Brother, don't you feel sorry for brother?

Anyway, if there is something wrong with my big apprentice, I will go to Luoba Mountain to find your little disciple.

Then I'll give it a try?

hurry up!

The old scholar laughed loudly, stretched out his hand early, held Zheng Juzhong's hand again, and shook it vigorously, "Brother Zheng, let's go, we two brothers are playing a game of chess, I'm afraid to scare you by saying it, brother, my chess power has skyrocketed over the years, Today is no different than before, I don't hide my clumsiness anymore, I will definitely win you..."

After being made such a fuss by the old scholar, Daozu and the most holy teacher withdrew their hands almost at the same time.

Li Sheng said with a smile: "There is no need to exchange sons."

But Yu Dou asked: "Do you want to exchange your son?"

"You're not convinced?"

Zheng Juzhong asked back: "Believe it or not, I exchanged sons with Lu Chen?"

The three of us will not be in the fifteenth realm.

The only one who was sitting, Han Qiaose, sat there blankly, trembling, Dao heart... what else is there to talk about.

What is a real fairy fight, the scene in front of you is it.

These are not the kind of harsh words that the young people in the market meet each other on a narrow road.

The old scholar sighed, "Brother Zheng, why did you get into a fight with someone again? A gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands. If he can move his mouth, he should keep his mouth shut...Of course, it's best not to quarrel or fight, after all, he is really invincible." Alas, it is said that the shadow of a person's famous tree, only the wrong name is not given the wrong nickname, how can it be a waste of fame? Besides, Lu Zhangjiao's realm is very high! As for Li Xisheng, forget it, after all It's my family now."

The most holy teacher probably couldn't stand it anymore, coughed, it was a reminder to the old scholar not to fight here.

The old scholar is suffering, I call it the opposite, otherwise, Zheng Juzhong can listen to it?

In fact, Li Xisheng had already noticed the situation here, so he wanted to rush to Baidi City, at worst, he would play a game of chess with Zheng Juzhong in advance.

If he hadn't thought about defending the little treasure bottle, whether he played this game early or late would not make much difference.

It's just that Li Xisheng was blocked by Li Sheng. Li Sheng just asked him to prepare for the debate between the three religions, and he didn't care about the rest.

Daozu looked up at those words.

Zheng Juzhong is indeed a rare talent in thousands of years, so there is no need to compete for the first place.

Daozu said: "Those three games of chess, you can play as you want."

The most holy teacher nodded yes.

The old scholar nodded and said: "Three games are good, two wins and one loss, it's more fair. For things like chess, whether you are in a good mood that day, whether you have enough food, whether you drink good wine or bad wine, your chess strength fluctuates. If you can't do it right, three games are good, after one game, you will not be proud of the victory or discouraged, and prepare for the next game."

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: "The old scholar has a lot of insight into chess."

The old scholar still nodded, "The insight is rather unique."

Yu Dou, the second head teacher who came with a sword on his back, just looked in the direction of the former inverted mountain from a distance.

Daozu laughed in his heart: "Zheng Juzhong, as you can see."

Now that we finally met, we got what we wanted.

In the secret realm of Baidi City, a third "Zheng Juzhong" appeared, wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown, full of Dao Qi. He had a fight with the Dao ancestors from the outside world.

Daozu stepped forward and came to this secret place. He smiled and said, "It's not a sword cultivator. On the contrary, it's clear to the bystanders. Then let's follow the vine and talk about 'Sword and Oneness' with fellow Taoists."

Zheng Juzhong never thought about it, but smiled and said: "I'm more like the one who knows what the first 'world' is."

Daozu said: "The name can strengthen the name, but the way cannot be said."