Sword of Coming

This time when he crossed the sea and returned to the north, he roughly calculated the southward speed of the visitor from Luolu Mountain, so he was not in a special hurry. Chen Pingan practiced his sword escape technique along the way, and his body transformed into dozens of sword lights again and again. , above the blue waves, wandering around the world in a way that almost ignores the long river of time. To be precise, all sword lights can follow certain subtle water veins of the long river of time, shaped like "walking water", between heaven and earth. It is like a person without territory entering a territory with no one.

After tens of thousands of repeated studies, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao finally performed this escape technique for the first time, and they were almost the same. Maybe the stupid bird flies first, can diligence make up for the weakness?

Taking a break on an island in the sea near the land of Aquarius Island, Chen Ping'an squatted on a branch, made a hand gesture, and performed water magic. The palms of his hands gurgled like spring water, and then he picked up a handful of water and washed his face. .

Xiao Mo sat aside, with the green bamboo stick placed across his knees, and said, "Young Master is very qualified."

Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said, "Stop saying a few unconscionable words. Flattery is of no use to me."

Xiao Mo looked serious and said: "It is common sense that in the world of swordsmanship, the postures displayed by different sword cultivators are different, and the reason for this is simply that it is limited by the current state of the sword cultivator. According to the senior who taught Xiao Mo swordsmanship, Talk about it, the one who can absorb the most true meaning of Taoism from different swordsmanship is a kind of hidden genius, and practicing in this way is called breaking obstacles."

Chen Pingan was thoughtful, wiped the water on his face, shook his hands and said, "Let's talk more."

Xiao Mo continued: "The quality of sword cultivation qualifications cannot be judged only by the speed of learning swordsmanship in the initial stage. That is only the difference between genius and mediocrity in the general sense. The understanding is still too shallow. For example, when Xiao Mo performs this sword skill, Naturally, it is relaxed and comfortable, but there is no improvement in one's own swordsmanship, and it is not beneficial to the small world of the human body. This is not the case for the young master. This is another deep meaning of the "world" of swordsmanship. After all, swordsmanship is dead, but the wielder of the sword is. For example, for a living person, Xiao Mo accompanies the young master to travel north. Using this swordsmanship is nothing more than using his own spiritual energy as wine. It is like drinking by himself. It will not increase the pure sword power at all, but is a kind of consumption. When Young Master displays his spiritual energy, he drinks water from outside the world to temper his body and increase his sword power. This is where the strength of his sword cultivation comes from. Young Master, you and Zong Yuan of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, maybe They all belong to this kind of sword cultivator, they are full of resilience and have accumulated a lot of experience. As the years go by, the path becomes more leak-free and wider."

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "This statement is very thirst-quenching."

It seems that Xiao Mo and Jia Lao Shenxian are on different paths when it comes to chatting, but they all lead to the same goal.

Xiao Mo was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the green bamboo staff, and said with emotion: "Many so-called obvious Taoist geniuses will miss a lot the faster they learn. Maybe they can use more swordsmanship and magical powers to make up for and cover up. , but after all, one day, when standing outside the door, there is still a certain amount of Taoism that can be accommodated in the small world of each Taoist cultivator. Then when the bottleneck finally comes, it will be difficult to reach the sky, and he will hit the wall everywhere. , I’m going to suffer a lot.”

"This is why Xiao Mo, including Bai Jing, Yang Zhi and Zhu Yan, entered the Ascension Realm so smoothly in the first place, and why it was so difficult to break through the bottleneck of the Ascension Realm. It was because we walked too fast and too much on the way up. Pursuing the realm that is visible and tangible, while ignoring the ethereal absorption of Taoism, we miss too many things that we should pay more attention to, because we don’t believe in this from the bottom of our hearts, or in other words, we actually only believe in swordsmanship and Taoism. Refuse to believe in myself.”

There are both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that the Ascension Realm monks in the wild world are recognized as the most lethal in several countries. The disadvantage is that the number of demon monks who have reached the fourteenth realm is always at a disadvantage compared to the human monks in the other three worlds.

Chen Pingan said: "This last sentence means a lot."

Xiao Mo said: "So whether we are using swordsmanship or wielding immortal magic and magical powers now, it is all a kind of memory and retrospection. This is not the case for Young Master and Zong Yuan. It is a kind of climbing up and overlooking every step of the way, both looking at higher places. The way forward is also the way forward."

"Of course, compared to Bai Jing and me, Zhu Yan and Yang Zhi's cultivation qualifications are even inferior."

Chen Ping'an said: "I will ask Cui Dongshan to tell Chai Wu and King Sun Chun about your cultivation experience later. I believe it will be very useful."

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "I have already told the Chaiwu children about this before at Feng Yuan Ferry, and they all seemed to have listened. It's just that this kind of empty truth may have to be combined with their own spiritual barriers. Only with a lot of personal experience and mutual verification of principles can we truly chew and understand the truth."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It's no exception."

As the old saying goes, if you want to know the way up the mountain, you need to ask the people coming down the mountain.

Damn it, really only geniuses can talk to each other.

Chen Ping'an smiled casually and said: "Maybe you will be able to reunite with your old friend Yangzhi soon. Because you made a big deal with me, you were able to regain your freedom at the Confucian Temple, and you will participate in the excavation of Tongyezhou Dadu. One thing."

Xiaomo and Qingtong are not really old friends, they just met each other from a distance, but Xiaomo and Yangzhi are old friends in the true sense.

When Xiao Mo heard this, he turned to look at his young master, but there was no expression or ripples in his heart, so he suppressed his doubts.

Chen Pingan's mind suddenly moved slightly, and he immediately took out a talisman from his sleeve. His smile suddenly brightened, and his whole aura changed completely, making him completely different.

This made Xiaomo relieved.

The big talisman in Chen Ping'an's hand was obtained from Wu Shuangjiang, a night sailing ship. At that time, Wu Shuangjiang gave Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen a total of four "Jiangzhen Green Urn". The Taoist talisman is a special talisman used to "invite Master Bai Yujing to teach". You can imagine how rare it is. The method of drawing the talisman is Cui Dongshan's method based on the talisman Yu Xuan, which is called "Exhibition Talisman". Only two people need to hold one each. However, if the distance between the two parties is too far, such as once they cross continents, it will be like a dry pen and light ink. The text content will become extremely blurry. In addition, there is a considerable lag in sending and receiving such "letters from home". The text displayed on the talisman is a kind of "ghost-painted talisman" created by Cui Dongshan. Now only Chen Pingan has read the booklet, so even if this talisman falls into the hands of others, it is still a "book from heaven".

Chen Pingan put away the talisman, stood up and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, I have to go back to Xiandu Mountain. I need to see an elder. I am in a hurry. If I want to use the Three Mountain Talisman, you can go back to Luopo Mountain and wait for me. .”

When they left the Demon-Suppressing Tower together earlier, Qing Tong discovered the clues. Chen Pingan was able to cross the mountains and rivers with the Three Mountains Talisman in hand without consuming his own virtue. The Three Mountains Talisman from the "Authentic Book of Alchemy" was true, but the person who drew the talisman was not a fake. It is the same as the auspicious words on the red envelopes given by old scholars. After returning to Xiandu Mountain last time, Chen Pingan had a rough estimate that it could be used eight times without crossing continents. If traveling across continents, at most three times. However, Xiao Mo has learned the Three Mountain Talisman, so it is not advisable to use it three times early. So Chen Pingan planned to return to Qingping Sword Sect alone.

Xiao Mo looked hesitant and said, "You should let me accompany the young master?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It only takes three sticks of incense in total. During this period, I chose two familiar mountains, Taiping Mountain and Pushan. Don't worry if anything goes wrong. After I return to Luopo Mountain, I will still use the Three Mountain Talisman. I'll probably arrive in Huaihuang County around the same time as you."

I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about you, Xiaomo!

Xiao Mo thought for a while, nodded and said: "I will stop here, climb up and take a closer look at the two mountains of Tongyezhou. If there is any accident, the young master only needs to use the flying sword, and with the sword light, I will arrive immediately , after three sticks of incense have passed, I will continue on my way and return to Luolu Mountain as soon as possible. Master, there is no need to rush in too much. With Mr. Zhu on the mountain, I think it will not be a big problem for Master to return later."

Chen Pingan nodded vigorously: "It must be no problem."

Xiao Mo asked curiously: "Which senior is the guest of Qingping Sword Sect and is worthy of being so solemnly treated by the young master?"

Because whether it was the last celebration of the establishment of the sect in Luolu Mountain or the establishment of the next sect of the Qingping Sword Sect, there are actually very few people who can actually have the mountain owner Chen Pingan personally show up to entertain guests. Chen Ping'an did not deliberately act warm to such an old mountain immortal as Tianshi Liang Shuang, or a martial arts master like Pushan Ye Yunyun who controlled half of the continent with his fists. Therefore, Yao Zhen, an old general of the Daquan Dynasty, Perhaps the only exception was that Chen Ping'an made a special trip to leave Xiandu Mountain and found the Daquan ferry that traveled north.

As for Liu Jinglong, Zhong Kui, and Zhang Shanfeng, they have a good relationship with Chen Pingan and are considered peers, so they don't care about each other.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's the Song senior from Jinglingshan Temple in Aquarius Continent."

Xiao Mo suddenly realized that this was the case. No wonder the young master would mobilize so many troops and even consume the Three Mountain Talisman twice.

I learned through Xiaomili, the God of Ear Reports, that on the way to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time, the young master once met a senior martial artist who liked to eat hot pot and go out to read the almanac.

On top of the talisman, there is a letter sent by Cui Dongshan. The content is very simple. Song Yushao of Shushui Kingdom visited Qingping Sword Sect. He heard that his husband was not on the mountain. He left as soon as he came without announcing his identity.

The immortals on the mountain have achieved immortality and have the ability to maintain their appearance. They can even rejuvenate themselves in the immortal realm and choose an appearance that matches a certain "age".

But the aging of old friends in Jianghu is irreversible. Next time young people go down the mountain and go to Jianghu, some old people may no longer be in Jianghu.

Originally, Chen Pingan planned to return to Aquarius Continent this time. In addition to entertaining the guest Bai Jing, he would then go to three places, Jingling Mountain, Xianyou County, and Hongzhou Yuzhang County Logging Institute.

I definitely want to go to these three places, and when I go on a long trip, except for the logging yard, I plan to stay in the other two places longer and not be in such a hurry.

Chen Pingan, holding the Three Mountain Talisman, appeared directly at the gate of Taiping Mountain.

Over at the ruins of the Patriarch's Hall on the top of the mountain, a bright sword light lit up for a long time, and the sword energy soared into the sky.

This is Huang Ting's style of acting, which is equivalent to telling the fairy mansions on the mountains in the north of Yizhou that anyone who dares to take advantage of Taiping Mountain will have to ask her for swordsmanship.

Chen Pingan followed the rules and lit three sticks of mountain incense at the foot of the mountain to pay tribute to Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, who had never been masked before.

Previously in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, Qing Tong revealed the secret that in ancient times there were only four candidates for the "Top Ten Heroes in the World", among whom was Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, the originator of the world's talismans.

Chen Ping'an raised his head and glanced at the sky. There was an ancient sword hanging in the air. The sword energy hung in the air like a slender snow-white waterfall, pouring on the top of Taiping Mountain, condensing and not dissipating.

If Huang Ting used her natal flying sword to create an atmosphere of the same scale, it would be too much for her and she would not be able to sustain it for long.

This object seems to be a sword relic of the ancient sword immortal that Huang Ting brought back from the colorful world. According to Huang Ting, it was randomly picked up from an unknown secret landscape.

The immortal weapon had a spirit and took the initiative to recognize its owner. Huang Ting was just joining in the fun at the time, but in the end, this ancient sword of the immortal soldier's rank was put up on the pole and moved towards Huang Ting. She couldn't accept it.

This is of course a completely different scene from when Chen Ping'an "left his hometown" with such a large caisson on his back at the Luzhou Xianfu ruins in Beiju.

No wonder Jiang Shang is really lucky and Huang Ting is so blessed that they are known as the two wonders of Tongyezhou.

What's more, the disciples Huang Ting accepted in Colorful World were also her first disciples, and that little girl was the first "native clan" born in the new world.

It was an unintentional move by Huang Ting, but it was something that Cui Dongshan and some people from the Yin Yang family had planned for a long time.

On the Taiping Mountain side, there are currently only the mountain owner Huang Ting and two other worshipers, as expected of the negative mountain and the Taoist name "Dragon Gate".

Even Tan Yingzhou had left his master behind and chose to take the Tongyin ferry with Zheng Youqian and travel to Pushan with Ye Yunyun and the others.

Chen Pingan walked to the top of the mountain and found an extra fairy house made of white jade. Entering the second courtyard, it must be the handiwork of the fairy.

Yu Fushan was sitting on the steps at the door. When he saw the green shirt, he just smiled and clasped his fists. Chen Pingan clasped his fists in return. When he crossed the threshold, he found that Huang Tinghe was busy in the house. There were people on an antique table. It was Huang Ting who took out many files and files from a nearby object, as well as a copy of the landscape genealogy of the Ancestral Master Hall. Huang Ting was almost forced to leave Tongyezhou by Lao Tianjun and the previous mountain master of Taiping Mountain. Colorful World, returning to her hometown this time, requires her to re-clarify the boundaries of the Taiping Mountains. Some of the vassal hilltops whose land deeds belonged to the Taiping Mountains in the past have either established their own businesses and re-delivered the land deeds with the local court that has restored the country. Either they will fall away from other sects and be replaced by a group of Xianfu sects that established the Shan sect and established their own ancestral hall. Huang Ting will need to contact them one by one.

Chen Ping'an was standing at the door. Huang Ting raised his head and said angrily: "I am the chief guest of Qingping Sword Sect, and you will soon be our registered enshrinement in Taiping Mountain. You are not an outsider, so there is nothing taboo about it. "

Chen Ping'an then moved a chair and sat next to the immortal Guoran. The two of them got along well, and there was no need for polite greetings. They just nodded in greeting.

Huang Ting leaned back on the chair, rubbed his temples with both hands, and said with a headache: "If it hadn't been for Guo Shi's help, I would have been blinded. I don't know how long it will take to truly rebuild the ancestral hall. The mountain guard at our door is also a handicap."

Yu Fushan didn't take it seriously, he laughed and said, "I feel so helpless, so ashamed."

Huang Ting is so good-looking, her every move and smile is charming, and everything she says is right.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Those who are capable work hard. There are seniors from Longmen sitting here to strategize, and the restoration of Taiping Mountain will be just around the corner."

Huang Ting looked at the young patriarch of the lower sect with a smile. He was also worshiping by name. Master Chen, can't you express your gratitude?

Chen Ping'an said with interest: "I have written a booklet, but there are still many details. I need Cui Dongshan to help fill in it. I believe it will be sent here in a few days."

Huang Ting nodded, only then did she realize how difficult it was to be a competent mountain master.

Chen Ping'an picked up an account book on the table, flipped through it, and asked casually: "Huang Ting, I still said what I said before, if you need fairy money, there is a lot of ready-made Guyu money in Luopo Mountain's accounts, you can borrow it The money is given to you, and the interest is calculated, so it is not borrowed in vain.”

According to Jiang Shangzhen's estimate, if Taiping Mountain is to restore 30% of its peak glory, even just 30%, it would take about three to four thousand Grain Rain coins to fill the hole in the aura of the mountains, rivers, heavens and earth. Luo Luo Shan's treasury took out about 1,500 Grain Rain coins in one breath. It was not a big problem. It was to help Tai Ping Shan tide over the immediate emergency.

Huang Ting shook his head, pointed to the close thing on the table, and said with a smile: "Forget borrowing money. It's easy to repay money, but it's hard to repay a debt of gratitude. There are some treasures in this close thing. Open it first and take a look. , I collected them all from everywhere in the colorful world. There are all kinds of messy things. I am not proficient in identifying treasures. Whether I can accept them or not is just based on my vision. If I had known that I could return to Haoran Tianxia so early, I would have taken more. It's a bit old. Looking back, I just walked into two ancient secret lands in vain. I blame myself for this. When you go down the mountain, you can just take the things close to you and help sell them. Now the land of Tongye, Aquarius, and Fuyao Three Continents, Anyway, we are all short of this, it is in short supply, and Shanzhu Chen is famous for having many friends on the mountain. Ninety percent of all proceeds will belong to me and ten percent to you. How about it? If we are in business, splitting the accounts is not non-negotiable. Like 20%? Anyway, I don’t care how to kill the pig or find someone to take advantage of. The higher the price, the more Shanzhu Chen will get."

Chen Ping'an had nothing to be pretentious about, so he put the close-at-hand object into his sleeve, "Then it's settled, 10% will be mine. Just don't worry, I will help you pay a high price. After everything is done, return this object, and you will be divided into 91 cents." "

Yu Fushan joked: "Is Guan Chen Yin planning to kill him?"

Chen Ping'an stood up, shook his sleeves, moved the armchair back to its original position, and said with a smile, "I am very familiar with Taoist fellow Fushan."

Yu Fushan shut up immediately.

Chen Pingan clasped his fists to say goodbye, and suddenly stood up, "I want to chat with Mr. Chen for a few words."

Huang Ting looked at the files on the table alone and lamented. He had to quickly find a suitable candidate for the sect leader. He was really not good at handling these affairs.

Chen Pingan took Yu Fushan for a walk together.

Chen Ping'an said: "Fellow Taoist Fushan, the next excavation of the Dadu in the central part of Tongye Continent may require you to take time off from your busy schedule and lead the diversion of many river tributaries. As a reward, Taoist Fushan can use the new Dadu to move forward in the future." Water is justifiable and there won’t be any objections.”

Although Yu Fushan was not familiar with common affairs, he still had a lot of worldliness and sophistication. He said: "I am busy, Master Yinguan, can't you see it? Taipingshan is one of the initiators of the excavation of Dadu. Because of emotion and reason, I I won’t shirk the slightest bit, and then I will turn into a dragon. Please calculate the price of this huge incense. It’s just a few fairy coins. Just a few. Don’t be polite to me. On this kind of thing, I I have the same temper as Huang Ting. It's okay to owe money, but don't owe favors. As for the ugly words, I don't have any wealth now. I will pay back as much as I can when the time comes. If you can help me, you can help me cover the rest first and make up for it in the future. Anyway, I personally owe you the Qingping Sword Sect, and it doesn’t count on Taiping Mountain.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Going out to help excavate Dadu, Taoist fellow Fushan can be regarded as paying debts with work. I will help settle this account clearly. In addition, Taoist fellow Fushan can familiarize himself with the mountains and rivers along the main river of Dadu in advance. Kill two birds with one stone.”

Yu Fushan asked: "Is this planned by Yin Guan a long time ago?"

Chen Pingan complained: "How can it be said that it is a calculation? It seems that I have bad intentions, and Taoist fellow Fushan is also suspected of being murdered."

Unexpectedly, Yu Lingshan used a damaging move that killed one thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses, and said: "If I had a brighter mind, how could I have been hiding in a small place, guarding a shop, eating and waiting to die for the sake of refuge all these years? It’s not surprising at all that he was killed by the wily official Chen Yin.”

Yu Fushan didn't give Chen Ping'an a chance to bury him with weird words. After talking about the business, he hurriedly said goodbye and left.

As the sun sets in the west, it's like someone set a fire in the sky, burning the clouds and sea water red.

The lakes and mountains are beautiful, and you have to be young to have fun in life.

As expected, the immortal has a young appearance, a peach wood hairpin on his head, and wears a dark robe.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Longmen."

Sure enough, he smiled and said: "It's just a small effort, not worth mentioning. Mr. Chen's deep intention and great thoughts in dealing with the reconstruction of Taiping Mountain are not comparable to mine."

For some reason, I always felt that Mr. Chen, who was said to have never climbed Mount Taiping before, had already regarded himself as half a monk from Mount Taiping.

Chen Ping'an joked: "I am worshiping by name with Senior Longmen, so next time I visit Tieshu Mountain in the Central Earth Divine Continent, I will definitely not be rejected."

Sure enough, he said: "I may stay here for a few more years, but I will write a letter to my senior sister and sweep the couch to welcome you. I'll be waiting for you."

Thousands of miles away, there is no one inhabited. When I climb up here and look into the distance, my eyes are filled with the feeling of loneliness.

Where there is setting sun, I am most afraid of climbing high buildings.

Sure enough, he said: "There is something to be busy with. In fact, for Huang Ting, it is a good thing and can distract him."

So it is true that Huang Ting is still deliberately allowed to make decisions on many details that are not critical issues. It is not just as simple as Huang Ting is the owner of the mountain and he is the worshiper.

It was intentional to make Huang Ting difficult.

Chen Pingan said softly: "When the work is over, I will feel a little more at ease."

Wu Shuangjiang's Sui Palace was called the "Youth Cave" by Qing Ming.

This Taiping Mountain, after all.

Chen Pingan planned to give away the "Authentic Book of Alchemy" as a gift when the Taipingshan Patriarch Hall was built. According to what Lu Chen said before, the book itself was made of high quality. If more than 1,200 words were added, it would be refined. After that, it was just enough to support a Luotian Jiao as a protective formation for Taiping Mountain. Just because this book was given to him by Li Xisheng, Chen Pingan of course needed to ask Li Xisheng, so he asked Lu Chen to help with the message. By coincidence, Li Baoping took the initiative to mention this when he was a guest at Qingpingfeng, saying that his brother seemed to Now that I know about this, it’s okay to say it.

Li Xisheng also said that as long as the time is right in the future, he will definitely come to Taipingshan.

And this Li Xisheng, who is still a disciple of Confucianism for the time being, as one of Bai Yujing's great masters, Kou Ming, is one of the three pure masters, and he happens to be the master master of the line of Taoist priests in Taiping Mountain.

When the mountain master of Taiping Mountain first became the Heavenly King, he burned incense to invite the gods to come to him. However, he regretted that he could not see the chief master Kou Ming "visit" to the ancestral hall.

Chen Pingan said goodbye to Guoran and was going to visit Pushan next.

Sure enough, he cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen is a true pure Confucian. He talks about the truth and is just practical and practical. He has real knowledge and is not weird or weird."

Chen Ping'an looked embarrassed and said: "I really can't deserve this praise from Senior Longmen."

The Qianjinwanshizhai of Zhanglu Tanrong in Pushan is a very famous study at the foot of Tongyezhou Mountain.

Among the ferry stewards in the world, there are several small "hills" of their own. They are all old monks who are familiar with each other and have a good rapport. Occasionally, through a private meeting, they can chat, and in addition, they can exchange knowledge, come and go, Often there are just a few extra ways to make money out of thin air. Tan Rong had previously made an appointment with the stewards of two cross-continental ferries from other places to help purchase the two seals from a certain sect in Aaizhou for a large sum of money. Although they were certainly not extremely precious and had now been sold for sky-high prices, they could still be considered supplementary. The last one was missing. But today, Tan Zhanglu took the initiative to turn on the mirror and stopped mentioning the matter. He was sitting behind a table. On top of the empty table, there was a brand new seal that the two parties had just obtained. It was very eye-catching, but Tan Rong was Don't take the initiative to mention this matter, just wait for some sharp-eyed people to ask.

After chatting for a long time, a knowledgeable person finally asked: "Tan Rong, what is on the table is the newly engraved seal? Pick it up and look at the seal. Let me see if your seal-making skills have improved. Still retreated.”

Tan Rong smiled and turned the seal around, giving the side text and the name of the signature. He was not in a hurry to read the bottom seal.

For a while, Jing Hua Shui Yue fell into a long silence.

Because the person who signed it was "Chen Ping'an from Luo Luo Shan".

As a result, someone spoke first, with a confident tone, "False!"

Someone echoed: "Old Tan, why bother."

Some people were sighing and tutted, "Tan Rong, Tan Rong, just to gain a reputation, I really don't have any shame. I can't do it. Everyone knows it. There's no point in pretending to be fat."

This made Tan Rong furious, but the old Zhanglu glanced at the door, and soon smiled while stroking his beard. He was no longer depressed at all. It's better to come early than to come by chance!

An old steward of the cross-continental ferry who had attended the first meeting of Chunbanzhai on Hanging Mountain crushed up several snowflakes, threw them into the mirror, and said in a deep voice: "Tan Rong, please don't do this kind of thing sincerely, it's a taboo. I just know your character and Pushan's family style. Otherwise, given my extraordinary friendship with the new Yinguan, next time I see the new Yinguan, the wine table is set, and a few glasses of wine are consumed, I will insist on this. Shi said, "Do you think I don't know the handwriting of the new Yin official? The inscriptions on the edges of the two seals are soft and weak. It is clear that they are more feminine than strong. Who are you kidding? I will take you to the city head when I have the chance." Over there, take a good look at the words engraved by Yin Guan-sama... Oh, Yin Guan-sama?!"

Back then, this old steward of the Nascent Soul Realm had received an extra small job from a junior ship owner who was a Jindan female cultivator, and was able to write down the contents of the two parties' discussions at Chunfanzhai.

A young man in a green shirt and long coat suddenly appeared in the mirror, standing next to Tan Rong, cupping his hands and fists, shaking his head, and said with a smile: "Listen to the voice, is it Liu Yuliu, the manager of Fu Zhong Ferry?"

Even though he was separated by a mirror, the old steward still felt his scalp was numb and his back was cold. He didn't dare to pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he could only say in a trembling voice: "That's exactly it."

Immediately, another female cultivator hurriedly threw money into the mirror and timidly said, "Liu Shen, the owner of Nishang, has met Lord Yin Guan."

Chen Pingan put his hands on his sleeves and nodded with a smile.

Before Tan Rong ended the show, Chen Pingan held up his hands and said with a smile: "I would like to wish you all good luck in the new year and good luck in the new year. I wish you all good fortune in the new year."

In the mirror-flower-water-moon, there was a lively scene, with dozens of voices ringing out, one after another returning the favor to the young hermit official.

Li Baoping and the others have left Pushan to continue their journey south. They will follow the travel route given by Pushan, first along the Peijiang River and into the sea, going to the ruins of the Immortal Mansion on an offshore island, and then land ashore.

With Pei Qian, Zhong Kui and Yu Jin, in Tongyezhou, they are not afraid at all even if they face the Wan Yao Sect who occupies the blessed land of Three Mountains.

However, now there is a direct disciple in the Pushan Patriarch Hall. He is considered to be a guy who uses the back door through relationships. His name is Cui Wanzhan. In fact, he is Cui Dongshan's Yang Shen incarnation, but Chen Ping'an is not suitable to meet him for the time being.

Earlier, an old man in Qingshan came from the Qingshan Crossing of Qingping Sword Sect and traveled here alone. When he heard that Master Chen was not in the mountain, he stopped staying and continued traveling.

Just like the elders in a family, most of them are like this. They obviously care deeply but pretend not to care.

It is rare for them to speak, and they always speak in an understatement. If the younger generation is not careful, they will miss many of the meanings hidden in the plain expressions, eyes, and words of the elders.

Chen Ping'an left Pushan and came to Mixue Peak. Cui Dongshan felt extremely wronged. I couldn't tie up Senior Song and prevent him from leaving.

Do I dare?

As for Song Yushao's stubborn temper, if Xiandu Mountain insists on keeping guests, it will make the seniors unhappy. Sir, you are not allowed to spread your anger on the students.

Chen Pingan asked: "Where has Senior Song traveled?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "It seems that Senior Song had no intention of traveling to Tongyezhou from the beginning, so after leaving Qingshandu, he walked straight north. At this time, he probably walked to an old building in the old Dayuan Dynasty. The city is most likely the place where Mr. Zhong Kui met. The rest of the ghost towns along the way are nothing to see. At least there is an ancient hill that looks like the new Chenghuang Temple, which is still busy there. In the Song Dynasty, With the temper of the senior, he will definitely be willing to stop and take a few more looks."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "You go ahead and I'll go find Senior Song myself."

Cui Dongshan chuckled and said: "Sir, let me tell you the good news. Chai Wu has reached the Jade Pu realm. The natal flying sword presented by Xiao Mo has also been refined by Chai Wu. Therefore, our Qingping Sword Sect has more A Jade Pure Realm sword cultivator appeared."

Chen Pingan was speechless for a moment.

Cui Dongshan said: "I didn't deliberately hide anything, so after learning about this, King Sun Chun, Bai Xuan and the others worked hard and practiced sword training more seriously. King Sun Chun was better, and Bai Xuan was the worst. Poor, it was like being struck by lightning. Even if he said it was impossible, he squatted on the ground and held his head, and almost rolled on the ground. Being made such a fuss by Bai Xuan, He Guyu turned around and felt better. Point. But generally speaking, no one is jealous of Chai Wu’s rise to the top. After all, he is a local swordsman from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He has a broad vision, has seen the world, and has a good Taoist foundation. There will definitely be people who are unconvinced, just like Bai Xuan , the so-called impossibility is that this uncle can't understand, 'How can there be people of the same age who are better qualified than me in the world? It can't be possible, it shouldn't be, how is it possible?' Bai Xuan has recovered a little in recent days. , but I will definitely continue to struggle with this matter, at least for a few months."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "What a great man."

Not long after we met, I was deceived into monogramming Jiuyifeng Qiu Zhi's hero book, which was indeed the only copy.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked two meaningless questions in succession, which actually made Cui Dongshan sweat break out on his forehead. He hesitated several times and was unable to speak.

“Have you ever caught eels while lying on the edge of a field?”

"There is a saying in the Bai Xin chapter of "Guan Zi" that the world's famous people are not as good as themselves. Dongshan, what do you think?"

Just as Cui Dongshan was about to speak, his body transformed into dozens of sword lights, which passed by Xiandu Mountain in an instant.

Cui Dongshan was speechless and murmured: "Sir, do you really want to be an enemy of the Confucian Temple's rules?"

"In this case, the person you are provoking, sir, is the Saint of Ceremony."

Cui Dongshan didn't want to say anything wrong about his husband, so he had no choice but to jump on his feet and yell at the aunt.

For the first time, Cui Dongshan felt that his husband's level was not high enough, which was a good thing.

Just because he couldn't hold it back, Cui Dongshan started calling Yang Zhi a fool again. So he took the bait and fell into a trap? !

What's this but jumping on the chopping block?

Or is it that relying on the rules of the Confucian Temple and being away from the battlefield, you are sure that your husband does not dare to take action?

Could it be said that Li Sheng did it intentionally?

Is it a bet with that Zou Zi?

In the territory of the old Dayuan Dynasty, the battlefield sites that were originally filled with ghosts and ghosts have now become clear and clear.

In the dusk, an old man in blue shirt with a cotton cloth wrapped across his body slowly walked into the city gate. This place is the same city as the prefecture and county seat. As far as the old man could see, the scene was the same as before, with broken walls and ruins. lethargy.

The old man looked at the ruins of the City God's Temple and was slightly surprised. Could it be that there was already a new City God in the city? Just plan to go there and have a look.

The old man has been wandering around the world all his life, and until the day Jinpen washed his hands and quit the world, he didn't seem to have gone too far.

Not long ago, the old man found his grandson Song Fengshan and his granddaughter-in-law Liu Qian and said that he wanted to visit Tongyezhou in the south.

Song Fengshan and Liu Qian tried to persuade him to no avail, so they had to let the old man travel across continents alone.

As for why the old man suddenly had this intention, the two juniors knew it well. They had to blame Wei Wei, the mountain god empress, who built the mountain god temple on the watershed. The mountain god empress sent a secret letter to Jingling Mountain Temple. Liu Qian, who considered herself a good friend of hers, took the initiative to talk about Chen Jianxian's Luolu Mountain and the upcoming location of Tongyezhou as the next sect. Anyway, it was just a small matter of sending a letter with a flying sword, and it could be paid for in vain. No matter how much Liu Qian said it was a favor, he was now a colleague who was officially enthroned by the imperial court and included in the Shanshui Genealogy of the Ministry of Rites.

In fact, the couple knew very well that what grandpa really wanted to visit was the Beiju Luzhou in the north and the Liuxiazhou in the northwest with Yuzhou.

The former wanted to go when he was young. At that time, the martial arts master of Shushui Kingdom always felt that there was no difference between swordsmen in the rivers and lakes and swordsmen in the mountains. If there was any difference, he would know it once he went there.

The latter is something Song Yushao wants to go to when he gets old. Anyway, he really wants to go to both places, but he has never been to either place.

Of course, Song Fengshan was worried about his grandpa going to Tongye Continent, one of the Nine Continents of Haoran. In the past, it was the most harmed by the monster clan in the wild world, and now it is the most unrest in the mountains and below.

Last time, Chen Ping'an took his Taoist companion Ning Yao and took the initiative to visit Jingling Mountain. They even had a drink, but he had to rush to Caiyi Country, so he didn't stay.

Song Yushao had no shame in retaining the young man. He relied on his old age to rely on his old age, which was the worst option. It is good for young people to be busy with their careers and big things, but it is shameful to be idle.

As for the celebration of the lower sect of the Luoluo Mountain, Song Yushao didn't think it was a big deal that he was not invited. The old man had no grudges. There was nothing to be mixed up with the scenery of those mountains and a martial artist in the world. Besides, the boy's sect was not in Bao yet. Pingzhou, with its vast mountains and rivers, probably feels that I am getting old and can no longer walk on the roads, and I can no longer eat spicy food or drink wine.

Brat.

Next time we meet, don’t expect me to look good.

There are now more than a dozen living people in the city.

The leader was a strong man wearing armor and a sword, and a six-level warrior pretending to be the five-level warrior named Hong Chou. The man and the woman Wang Manmeng were like a pair of dewy mandarin ducks.

Wang Manmeng was born as a wild cultivator in Shanze. The woman was very short, but had a charming appearance and fair skin.

Wearing a short night jacket with a waist and a pair of embroidered shoes, in the words of a certain fat man, he has a slender waist and a fat butt.

These dozen wild cultivators and martial arts warriors originally wanted to come here to make a fortune. A horse will not get fat without night grass, and a person will not get rich without windfall. In fact, they almost made a lot of money. As a result, he survived and met a scholar named Zhong, who was accompanied by a fat retinue. A group of guys who were accustomed to making a living from side projects were actually forced to do good things in this ghost town. Become a carpenter, build wooden carts, carefully collect the corpses scattered in the city, and then be a benevolent person who contributes money and effort to build a memorial place in Yi Zhuang, search for dragons and dig acupoints to find out the ghost house with good Feng Shui. To open and build a cemetery and identify the identities of the corpses, they had to go to the houses of the two prefectural and county government offices in the city and carefully check the archives and local chronicles. They had never read so carefully, turned over books, and copied names. I dare to practice calligraphy.

In addition, every night at the Old City God's Temple, I had to temporarily act as a ghost agent, accompanying Gu Qiu to "nightly interrogate" many lonely ghosts, and carefully check their life deeds. Numb, they estimated that they would never have to be afraid of ghosts when walking at night. Recently, we started joking with each other. As for our writing, no matter how good it is, it is no worse than ordinary scholars. We write family letters for people on the streets, New Year's Eve temple fairs, and a few Spring Festival couplets. In general, I can earn a few taels of silver.

Now in this ghost town, sleeping at night is a bit more comfortable.

As a result, there were a few people who worked diligently during the day, but most of the night they were dreaming about announcing their names, which disturbed their dreams. Those who were woken up became annoyed and slapped them with their backhand.

It's just that recently, there have been differences among this group of people. In the early morning of the beginning of spring, Guqiu suddenly said that it was now a matter in the city, and it was up to everyone to decide where they wanted to go. A large group of people who should have been disbanded were supposed to sit on the ground and divide the spoils. After receiving the money according to the rules, they could go back to their respective homes and go home.

In addition to the yellow and white things that I had worked hard to dig three feet into the ground, there were also antique calligraphy and paintings, rare books, and with the help of the ancient hillock, I could convert them into fairy money or real gold and silver, which was quite refreshing. However, a group of people led by Wang Manmeng felt that if they stayed in the city and hung out with the ancient hills, they might have a smooth path to success. The Guangzong Yaozu was uncertain. It was not a dream to get a government official position. But her concubine Hong Chou felt that there was no point in staying here. It would be better for everyone to get together and find a place to establish a sect. When they had the capital, they would be recruited by the court and sold to the emperor's family, which would be a good sale. Better price. The two sides were arguing endlessly, and both felt that it was better to get together than to break up, so they kept dragging their feet and lived in two adjacent high-ranking official residences in the city in the past. Each had a library named Seven Thousand Volumes Library and The eight-thousand-volume library is like two aunts scolding and quarreling in the street.

At this moment, a row of people squatted on top of the dilapidated city, as if they were basking in the... sunset.

They really had nothing to do, so they fought over and over again, but couldn't find a way that both sides could agree on.

They saw an old man in a green shirt and long coat appearing on the street. Judging from his footsteps and momentum, he looked like a practicing martial artist.

A young man, as skinny as a monkey, smiled and said: "Old sir, what are you doing here in such a place where birds don't shit?"

If we leave it to the past, we will have to change the name to something old.

Seeing that the old man didn't answer, the thin man deliberately said alarmist, "Old sir, you have to be careful. It's going to be night soon. This is a place where evil spirits are rampant and full of ferocious ghosts. Don't rely on it." My martial arts skills allow me to walk sideways, but be careful if the boat capsizes in the gutter. The methods of those ghosts and ghosts are very weird and cannot be dealt with by people in the world."

If you read and copy books too much, your speech will become more elegant, right?

In fact, everything that can be looted in the city has been scraped clean by them. They don't worry about anyone coming here to hunt for treasures. There are only some scraps left. They can make money, which is considered a skill.

They were just out here basking in the sun because they were bored. Maodong had been chatting and spanking here for almost two hours.

The old man smiled when he heard the words, nodded and said: "I am a foreigner who traveled here. Tong Yezhou's words are poor, so I can only get a rough idea. I understand your kindness."

The thin monkey man asked curiously: "A foreign country? What kind of foreign country?"

The old man said: "From Aquarius Continent."

The group of people suddenly let out a cry, and felt a chill coming down their backs. The old guy was a tough guy, he would definitely get in trouble!

It’s nonsense. How could the Dragon Crossing the River that traveled south from Aquarius Continent to this continent be any worse off?

Don't mess with anyone in Aquarius Continent. This is now almost the consensus among the people on Tongye Continent.

There is nothing I can do, there are indeed talents there.

For example, wasn't the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall born in Aquarius Continent?

The fat man named Gusu, before leaving the ghost town, had sworn that he and the young Yinguan were close friends who had never met each other. He said that Chen Jianxian was one foot tall, with big and round arms, and a ferocious appearance. Honor can deter evil and sneaky people. He also suggested that these brothers who are not Qi practitioners should just call the young hidden official by his first name, so that they don't have to be afraid when walking at night in the future.

Of course they don't believe it. Even a fat man like you who drools over Wang Manmeng every day can still be brothers with that distant and high-ranking hidden official? It’s just that no matter how unbelieving you are, you still have to hold the other person in your mouth. There is no way. It’s because you have suffered at the hands of the other party. Either you were hung up or tied to a beam to be a gentleman. It doesn’t matter. The main thing is that the gentleman on the beam just took a nap. He woke up suddenly and found that a woman with bleeding from all her orifices was sitting next to her. She was combing her hair there. When she fainted from fright, she woke up again and found that she was nestled in the arms of the female ghost. She stared down, looked at her, and then Passed out...

The days are like years, and the bleak experience in the city during this period can be used to write a fantasy novel after I get out.

Song Yushao walked straight to the old City God's Temple.

Old people who are accustomed to the world can generally see the feng shui of a place clearly.

In fact, just saying that there are no bones and corpses in this city is enough to explain the problem.

Most likely there is a pretty good City God in the local area.

Guqiu, the real owner of the ghost town, now sits in the Jiuzhou City God Temple.

There is a ghostly girl named Xiaofang, who is in the Golden Core realm. She has been the maid of Guqiu for many years and lives in a small peach blossom courtyard all year round.

Guqiu came from a prominent family in a county in the old Dayuan Dynasty. His father was once the chief official of a country's weaving bureau and a close confidant of the late emperor. Guqiu himself was also a genuine second-ranking scholar. At a young age, he was sent to fill the vacancy and served as the prefectural city. A county lieutenant under the jurisdiction of a large county has made outstanding achievements.

Before Mr. Zhong left, he said that he could introduce Guqiu to the new king of Dayuan, and maybe he could get a title from the imperial court and officially serve as the city god of a state.

There is nothing to be pretentious about being promoted according to merit, but Guqiu is still a little hesitant. In fact, the previous abbot of the Water and Land Dharma Assembly, the Great Yuan general, did it perfunctorily. In order to keep the promise, at least half of the many bones were broken during the transportation. In front of Guqiu He went to persuade him, but he almost fell into siege, which completely chilled Gu Qiu. What's more, in Gu Qiu's view, the new king's position was not legitimate and did not count as inheriting the orthodoxy.

As a result, he was ridiculed by the fat man. He was young and had the habits of an old scholar. He didn't want to try to turn the tide. He always wanted to meet a talented and wise king before he was willing to go out and display his ambitions. Gusu Brother, if I were an emperor, I wouldn’t care about a celebrity like you...

Of course Gu Qiu knew that this was the ghost immortal who called himself Gusu using the provoking method, but after thinking about it, it did make some sense.

Zhong Kui once said a secret before. There is a reason why he can't sit in a City God's Temple or flip through a book of merits. Think more about the two things of doing good intentionally and doing evil unintentionally.

In the Chenghuang Temple, Xiaofang and Guqiu reminded him softly: "An old gentleman just came here. He claims to be from Aquarius Continent. He seems to be a six-level martial artist."

Gu Qiu nodded and said: "Don't worry about it, just let the old gentleman stroll around casually."

As the host of this city, Guqiu, as a city god who was only short of being granted official status by the imperial court, had already seen that the other party was an upright and upright old man in the world.

As expected, the old gentleman did not enter the Chenghuang Temple. He just clasped his fists outside the door and went elsewhere.

The old man originally thought that next time they met, he would put on a show of shame for the young people to see, but when the old man really saw the man in a green shirt on the street, he still couldn't keep his face straight and started laughing.

Song Yushao clasped his hands behind his back, walked forward quickly, and asked with a smile: "It's not in the mountains, how did you find it here?"

Chen Ping'an smiled brightly and said: "I didn't go far down the mountain, and I got a message from the flying sword from the student, so I rushed here. It's only a few steps anyway."

Song Yushao asked: "Find a place to have a hot pot and have a drink?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Senior is old after all. If you want to have a drink, you can have a drink. I want to drink freely. Hot pot is just wine, and I have the world."

Song Yushao laughed and scolded: "I don't know which pot to pick up. Who did Guapi learn this weird saying from?"

The two walked side by side. The old man turned to look at the young man in green shirt carrying a sword and nodded, "Not bad."

Chen Pingan thought for a while and said, "I have something that I might have to ask my senior for advice."

Song Yushao nodded and said, "Let's talk after we get to the wine table."

Before Chen Pingan appeared on the street, he had already asked Guqiu and Xiaofang to help find hot pot ingredients. As for the drinks, there was no need to look for them, Chen Pingan had them himself.

In a clean and tidy house, a hot copper pot has been placed on the table, with all kinds of chopped meat and vegetables, dishes, and pepper sauces.

Chen Pingan clasped fists with the girl on the boat to thank him. The girl smiled brightly, waved her hand and said that you don't need to be so polite. She gave her a blessing and left.

Because he wanted to have a drink with Senior Song and talk about something, Chen Pingan did not invite the girl to have hot pot with Gu Qiu.

After the girl crossed the threshold, she suddenly stopped and asked curiously: "Can I ask the young master what his name is?"

After all, he is Mr. Zhong's friend on the mountain, and the last time he appeared in the city, he had a very powerful aura and shocked everyone at once.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "My surname is Chen Ping'an, my name is Ping'an Ping'an."

The girl was stunned, held back her laughter, and said, "What a coincidence."

He actually has the same name and surname as the young hermit official.

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "What a coincidence."

The spectators lying on the wall burst into laughter and whistled. Especially Wang Man Meng, who was overjoyed. He was so handsome and bold, and my sister liked this kind of bookish scholar.

Xiaofang glared at them fiercely and began to wave them away.

What's wrong with Mr. Chen and the young hermit official having the same name? Does Chen Ping'an care about it?

Chen Pingan took out two pots of wine and two white bowls, and used wine glasses to drink. This was something that Liu Jiuxian and Wei Hailiang could only do.

Song Yushao glanced at the sauce plate in Chen Pingan's hand. The dried chili peppers and fresh chopped chili peppers were less than half full. Chen Pingan noticed the old man's gaze and had to pick up two more chopsticks.

Song Yushao poured himself a bowl of wine, but did not drink in a hurry. The old man said: "Don't do things that go against your heart. Don't do things that come from your heart, but don't do things that go against the moral principles of the world. You can't do it today. , things that are expected to be accomplished in the future must not be done by any means necessary to achieve the goal, and do not do it in a hurry."

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment, picked up the wine bowl, and said with a smile: "Then I have no questions to ask."

Song Yushao picked up the wine bowl, hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help but asked softly: "What's wrong? Are you attracted to a woman other than Miss Ning?"

Chen Pingan was stunned, what happened to you, senior, that you would ask such a question, that is, you, senior, otherwise no one would be able to finish what he said. Chen Pingan raised the wine bowl and said dullly: "Senior, stop talking nonsense, we have done it. .”

Song Yushao said angrily: "I'm really right. You're a coward, but you've already made a difference. Now you're not a coward at all. Why don't you ask for scolding after drinking a lot of wine?!"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Senior, tell me yourself, is this kind of thing possible? Can you lend me your courage?"

When I was at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, every time I went out for a drink, I had to get rid of the smell of alcohol before I dared to knock on the door. Of course, I wouldn't be locked out all night, no.

Song Yushao looked relaxed and nodded, "That's true. I can do whatever I want with this bowl of wine, but you do it."

Chen Pingan drank it all in one gulp. The old man who said he was casual was not actually casual, and he drank a large bowl of wine directly.

Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful when he saw this. He would have taken out the "big bowl" from Jianqi Great Wall's own wine shop.

There was no one at the table asking for wine. Song Yushao was drinking soju and suddenly asked: "Why do you have white hair?"

Not much, but since it can be seen with a few glances, it means that the young man does not have too little white hair.

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Maybe it's because of my fall, it doesn't matter. It's good to look older."

I have never paid attention to this matter. I think those around me who have paid attention to it have chosen not to speak out for various reasons.

Probably only an old man and an elder who has already turned white would be able to speak freely about this kind of thing.

The old man didn't ask why he fell into this situation, he just smiled and said: "Only young people can think about how to grow old with gray hair."

Chen Ping'an let out a laugh.

There was a young man in white squatting at the corner of the wall outside the house. After Wang Man Meng and others were driven away from the wall, the young man, who was finally free and comfortable, left with them.

Don't bother your husband, just have a good drink and reminisce with the old man who changed a huge event with just a few words.

Wang Manmeng turned to look at the handsome young man with two snow-white sleeves flying up. He was in a very good mood. The more she looked at him, the more she felt that the man in green clothes at the table in the room was not good-looking, very bad.

The woman twisted her slender waist and said with a charming smile: "Which young man comes here to play? It's dark. Are you afraid of walking at night? Just follow your sister closely. It's pitch dark. Hold out your hand." It's common for you to lose sight of your fingers and bump into or touch something accidentally, and my sister won't blame you."

Cui Dongshan was in a good mood at the moment, so he ignored her and didn't see her in the same way. He just raised his head and found that it was snowing in early spring.

Seeing that the handsome young man in snow-white clothes never spoke to her, the beautiful woman felt bored, but she didn't dare to reach out and pinch his cheeks. It was not because she was afraid of overturning the jealousy, but because of some strange combination, she felt that this very handsome young man was so good-looking, young man. There is a red mole on the center of Lang's eyebrow, which is as beautiful as the plum blossoms he saw beside the bridge in his hometown in the heavy snow when he was a young girl.

Cui Dongshan walked slowly on the street with his hands in his sleeves. The snow gradually fell heavily. He came back to his senses and smiled suddenly, "Sister, my name is Cui Dongshan. I am Mr.'s student."

There is snow outside the hot pot table, among the snowflakes in the three thousand worlds.