Sword of Coming

A mountain god wearing black official robes, with a great appearance. Although he is a member of the obscene priest of the Ling Temple, he is very grand. He is sitting in an eight-carrying sedan carried by ghost officials. During the journey, he used a jasper Lingzhi gently opened the curtain and witnessed the flickering sword light here. He slowly lowered the curtain. The face of the mountain god master was gloomy and uncertain. As the information from the Mountain Lord Mansion showed, this son was indeed a sword cultivator in the middle fifth realm. , Zhang family of Tiancao County really picked up the treasure.

There is also a woman wearing a power fence on her head, with a graceful figure, wearing Feiyi and riding a peach blossom horse. One person and one rider, keeping pace with the black and gold sedan.

It's just different from the previous talisman mounts of young girls. This peach blossom horse that can soar into the clouds and ride the mist is a genuine magical horse.

Behind them there is a group of two-foot-tall warrior followers, some are covered with living snakes and snakes, or their chins are wrapped with a string of white bones and skulls. They look like neither human beings nor good people, all of them have thick eyebrows and thick hair. Cone, it’s so weird that it makes one’s hair stand on end.

The mountain god reminded him softly: "Fourth Miss, when you get to Pomo Peak later, don't start a fight with them if you disagree with them. You will make things difficult for me. If you accidentally miss the important event of the prince, my officer will die." Don’t redeem yourself.”

The woman said brightly: "How dare you provoke a young swordsman with endless qualifications? Don't worry, Mr. Li, I promise not to say anything when we get there."

The mountain god master who had been exposed had a gloomy face, but he was laughing. He clasped his fists and shook them a few times, "Then I will thank the Fourth Miss in advance."

This team stopped dozens of feet away from the cliff. In an instant, black clouds rolled in like lichen in the sky, and all the ghost officials on sedans, horses, and ghosts stood on top of them, facing off against the Splashing Ink Peak in the distance.

The woman stared at the handsome Zhang family member through the thin veil of the power fence. When she saw the young swordsman up close, she couldn't move her eyes away.

If she could marry this young man, would she be able to compete with the eldest sister and the third sister, right? Needless to say, the eldest sister was wronged by marrying off. The third sister is really a good match. She is about to be engaged to the legitimate son of the water lord of a huge lake in Jiangshan Kingdom. She said that she is looking for a daughter-in-law, but in fact, she has already made an appointment for such a son-in-law who rides on the dragon. It's just that her father likes to be lively and happy. Shan's treasury is now short of money. The last time he was beaten up by the Zhang family of Tiancao County, the casualties were heavy and the soldiers could hardly be paid. My father was quite fond of those earthly immortal monks who successively obtained official positions in various countries' courts. He was worried, especially about Cheng Qian. His father was just short of grassroots. Recently, Hehuan Mountain was busy building a mountain protection formation. Spending money was like water. He was short of money. He was really short of money, so he thought about passing it. When recruiting a bride, I received some betrothal gifts and congratulatory gifts to make up for it. It is said that this was the inspiration that my father got from a certain news in a certain landscape newspaper not long ago. My mother is also very obsessed with the kind of talented people and beauties in the market, such as throwing hydrangeas, Guessing lantern riddles, making love to each other before the flowers and under the moon... these were all her favorites.

The sedan swayed, and the bloated mountain god stretched out his hand to lift the sedan curtain, bowed his head and walked out with a loud voice. He didn't talk nonsense, let's get down to business first, "I am a lower official, Li Zhu, who is the mountain god of the temple at the foot of Hehuan Mountain, and also leads the tribes of Hehuan Mountain." The military envoys with three thousand soldiers and horses will give you a few words for the two princes."

The mountain god coughed a few times, moistened his throat, turned slightly to the side, clasped his fists high, and changed to a majestic tone and rich voice, "Zhang Yujiao, the swordsman of Tiancao County, the Golden Que Sect favors Qingfeng Jinlian. The visitor is a guest, casually It’s okay to travel, even go to a small town, but you two remember to stop at the foot of the mountain and not climb the mountain, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation to the Hehuan Mansion, and then I will not want to be with Cheng Qian in the Yang world. That’s old friendship. If you dare to climb a mountain and cross the boundary even half a step, you will be killed without mercy. I will kill you!"

Zhang Yujiao twitched the corners of his mouth, not hiding the sarcastic look on his face.

With such great official authority, he calls himself the Lord of the House. He really thinks that he is the local emperor of this dirty place. Why not just call himself a widower and end with the word "I admire you"?

After the mountain god, who looked like a local gentry, read out this "imperial edict", he immediately changed his face, with a bit of flattery, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "You must not disobey the decree of the emperor. I hope Zhang Jianxian and Miss Jin will take it to heart." That’s good.”

Let’s not mention Zhang Yujiao, let’s just talk about that little girl with thin skin and tender flesh. She is not very old, but her seniority in the Jinque sect is frightening, just because this little girl’s master is the one who even owns two princes. Everyone is afraid of Cheng Qian. Today, Cheng Qiangui is the protector of the Qingxing Kingdom. He is a well-known land immortal who is proficient in the three methods of water, fire and thunder. He holds a green spirit talisman obtained by the founder of the mountain from an ancient immortal relic. He also forged a golden fire bell, which could exorcise evil spirits with ease. He is proficient in water magic and can breathe rivers. He has hundreds of Zhu soldiers under his command, all of whom are half-human and half-spiritual masters. Especially the real person's one-hand lightning method is so powerful that the evil spirit of demons has no escape... He has been practicing Taoism for five hundred years. There are many fairy tales, many friends on the mountain, and more enemies. In short, the idea is very strong.

Li Zhen smiled from the bottom of his heart and said: "Miss Jin, after your travels, return to the Immortal Mansion and say hello to your master on behalf of the official."

The girl smiled and nodded, "I will definitely bring it to Li Junrong."

Although it was the first time for the girl to go out for training, she still had a lot of basic knowledge of the world.

Hearing that the little girl used "military appearance" instead of the title of mountain god, Li Zhi suddenly smiled and became more and more pleased with this female cultivator of the Jinque Sect.

After the words were brought, Li Zhi was ready to go home, but his young lady stared blankly at Zhang Yujiao. Li Zhi felt quite helpless. No matter how powerful Hehuan Mountain was, the young swordsman who was born in the Zhang family in Tiancao County was not You can kidnap Zhang Yujiao back to the mountains to be the husband of the stronghold at will. Besides, by luck, you snatched Zhang Yujiao back to the mountains. What will you do with those faces in front of the house?

Li Zhen had no choice but to help introduce her: "This is our fourth lady from Hehuan Mountain. The two masters of the house like her the most. She is willing to pick the stars and the moon."

Now, over at Hehuan Mountain, the eldest daughter is married, and the second son likes to travel far away. This time, it is the third girl from Hehuan Mountain who is looking for a bride.

The two princes of Hehuan Mountain, Zhao and Yu, were half-way couples. Before that, they each had Taoist companions and heirs on the mountain, so they could truly be said to be biologically related. Only the one wearing the headband in front of him was the only one. The girl in scarlet clothes from Mi Li, otherwise Hehuan Mountain would not have been able to give her the peach blossom horse as a mount. If it were replaced by a small and remote country where a middle five level Qi practitioner could not come out, it would have already been successfully formed and could easily be used as a mount. Easily conquer the mountain and become the king.

Fortunately, the fourth lady didn't pester Zhang Yujiao. She just straightened her slender waist, glanced sideways at the girl next to him, and sneered. Then she stretched out two green jade fingers, lifted up a corner of the power fence, and raised it intentionally or unintentionally. He raised his chest and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, my name is Xiaomei. See you again if we are destined."

Zhang Yujiao turned a deaf ear.

Riding on a sedan and carrying a large group of followers, they gradually moved away from Pomo Peak.

Jin Lu smiled sweetly and asked, "Yu Jie, what should we say next?"

Zhang Yujiao said: "Then let's go to the town at the foot of the mountain to see if we want to climb the mountain. We can make a decision after seeing the situation there."

Jin Lu nodded. Judging from his posture, as long as Zhang Yujiao chose to climb the mountain, she would not hesitate to follow him through the mountain gate.

Palace Master Bai, who said nothing from the beginning to the end, was filled with emotion. The courage and courage of these Immortal Genealogy Masters were different from these lonely ghosts. They were unafraid of heaven and earth wherever they went. Let's just say that this young girl who favored Qingfeng had a good pregnancy and a good master. When she went out to practice, she was either a Zhu Bing retinue given by her master, or she was with a young swordsman who came from the same powerful fairy sect. Immortals travel together.

Zhang Yujiao looked at the group of local "natives" and asked: "Please tell me, when will the recruitment of girls for marriage start in Hehuan Mountain? What is the specific time?"

The boy with the sword on his back crossed his arms across his chest.

Palace Master Bai pretended to be deaf and mute, fearing that if he said the wrong thing, he would be "cut off again".

Only the headless female ghost holding the umbrella didn't seem to be particularly afraid of the young swordsman. She took out a green willow leaf from her sleeve, and as the willow leaf spun, a clear female voice sounded, "Report Sword Immortal, there are still about two and a half hours."

Zhang Yujiao nodded and said to the girl next to him: "Then we will go to Hehuan Mountain on foot."

With the girl on his side, everything was obviously easy to talk about, so she just nodded.

Zhang Yujiao looked at the female ghost and said, "Girl, if you are willing, you can go with us. The premise is that you are not afraid of being misunderstood by the people on Hehuan Mountain and being tricked into wearing shoes afterwards."

She carried an oil-paper umbrella, turned sideways and made a blessing.

Zhang Yujiao and Jin Lu went down the mountain with the "Zhu Bing Divine General" unique to the Jinque sect.

The female ghost holding an umbrella walked slowly, keeping a short distance from them.

On the top of Splashing Mo Peak, only the boy carrying the sword and Palace Master Bai were left staring at each other with big eyes.

"Master Bai, why don't you leave and go on your way?"

"Don't worry, there are still two hours until the wedding ceremony. What about you, why are you staying here?"

"Keep admiring the moon."

They were speechless for a long time, and finally Baimao took the lead and said: "The salesman and the eater, they are both poor ghosts, a Shanze Yexiu who kills people and sells goods, and a spirit who has just been successfully transformed, a little bit The money in my family is like the snow money I threw away earlier. I eat everything I can as soon as I can. I use it all to improve my cultivation and increase my spiritual energy. I just want to get immediate results. Accumulating too many extraneous things will be a disaster. There is no mountain. , or a backer, it is easy to cause death, and it is not worth it to make wedding clothes for others. The young swordsman slashed them all before, and all the demon elixirs of the salesman were gone. It was eaten by the Zhu Bing of the Jinque sect, and not a single bit of dregs was left. The oil pan was originally a rather evil and weird valuable spiritual weapon, but unfortunately it was also smashed together with the cargo pole. All that's left is the paper money on the ground..."

The young man said: "What nonsense, whoever sees it will have a share, 50-50."

Palace Master Bai was determined in his heart, "Brother Chen is really a happy man, I'm sure!"

It's just that this ghost who proclaimed himself the title of "Palace Master" soon became suspicious. This young man agreed so readily. Could it be that he was a secretive Yamazawa wild cultivator?

Is he a ruthless master who knows how to take advantage of others?

So Bai Mao distanced himself from the young man carrying the sword and asked with a smile: "Young hero is so young and has the strength of the martial arts and Qi refining realm. He must be rich or noble, otherwise how could he have such outstanding martial arts achievements? I guess so Are you a son of a wealthy family who is traveling abroad? Don’t you have a few bodyguards around you?"

There are Qi practitioners and wild cultivators, but almost every martial arts master among pure martial arts masters has a background and a clear lineage. This is the consensus on the mountain.

Especially after the end of the half-continent-sinking war, almost all the wealthy families in the south of Aquarius Continent who had suffered a lot became more and more energetic, cultivating family assassins and death warriors, and searching and selecting those children with good bones. Since he was young, he has been taught boxing skills by the martial arts master who is the enshrinement of his family. He spares no expense, eats medicinal food for three meals a day, brews medicine jars every day, and exercises his muscles and bones. He quickly rose from the third realm of body refining to the realm of qi refining, hoping to be able to stand alone at the age of 20 or 30. Look at this young man, if he is not the kind of qi practitioner who deliberately uses deception to pretend to be a pure martial artist, then the other person's age and realm are right. Got it.

Combined with the young man's "explaining the truth" before, Bai Mao always felt that his guess was almost the truth.

Anyway, as long as he is not the capricious Shanze Yexiu, Baimao was an official during his lifetime,

"What a hero! I've only been down the mountain for a few days, and I haven't accomplished a few heroic deeds yet."

The straw-shoe boy said calmly: "Either call me by my name directly, or call me Mr. Chen."

Baimao was complaining in his heart, "Is this why the fourth lady of Hehuan Mountain called Zhang Yujiao Mr. Zhang? Are you jealous?"

Walking to the cliff together, the ground was covered with paper money carried by the peddler, as well as various origami houses, cars, and beauties. The gold ingots and silver ingots were different from the paper money sold in ordinary white goods shops. The salesman used a cinnabar pen to write the country's name and year.

Different from the way that Qi practitioners select certain copper coins as "magic weapons", when choosing copper coins, you must look for those dynasty titles with great national power and beautiful meanings. It is said that only in this way will the Yang Qi be strong, and a copper coin will have a strong yang energy. The more people there are, the more Yang Qi will be contaminated. On the other hand, the bottom balance of these paper money is often the year of the country when the country's power was extremely weak, so it was mostly minted when the king of the fallen country was in power. The yin energy is strong, and it is mostly "hanging paper" picked up from the grave by a shopkeeper, or When someone burned paper money on the grave, the salesman used some kind of deception method. It seemed that the money was burned, but in fact, the salesman robbed him halfway.

The young man surnamed Chen, who carried a sword on his back, and Palace Master Bai, who had official seals and military talismans hanging on his waist, each picked up what they had, and the water in the well did not interfere with the water in the river.

Baimao deliberately selected those exquisite origami chariots and horses, maids and maids, and there were always about a hundred snowflakes for money.

Seeing the young man with the sword squatting on the ground, he took out the fire folder from his sleeve and burned all the pile of paper money he had just obtained.

Palace Master Bai was confused and couldn't help but ask: "Little brother, what are you doing?"

These paper money can be sold for a lot of real gold and silver by wealthy people in the market who know the goods. If you calculate it, you can sell dozens of snow coins.

The young man said: "There is an old saying that wealth is like water flowing from water. It is something that is acquired and lost. It is just that these paper money were originally burned to the dead. When they arrived in the underworld, they were already short of money. Now they are burned. The following is It’s equivalent to an extra amount of money that should belong to them.”

Palace Master Bai was speechless. He was silent for a long time before he said, "You have a kind heart."

The young man corrected him: "I am a bold artist who is not afraid of walking at night. This little windfall is nothing, just drizzle."

He stood up and asked, "Let's go down the mountain together?"

Baimao nodded.

I always feel that this stupid young man who jumped out of nowhere is so stupid that he has really good luck and can escape this disaster.

The young man suddenly said: "I seem to owe you two snow coins."

Bai Mao shook his sleeves and said with a smile: "It's all counted here."

As a result, the young man glanced at Palace Master Bai's crotch and said, "I was only a sesame official during my lifetime, but never a high official."

Baimao smiled bitterly, but didn't refute anything.

They walked towards the sedan chair together, along with the four porters who remained in place.

The young man said with a smile: "They say you have to throw things away when comparing goods, and you will die when comparing people to others. I didn't think so before, but now I understand the subtleties of these old sayings. Look at Zhang Jianxian in Tiancao County, and look at the mountain god master The eight-carriage sedan chair, the last time I look at you, I feel sad for you. When people go out, they always have a lot of gold and jade. Brother Bai, you are better off. If you have ten coins around your waist, your clothes will rustle, and you will return it to the master of the palace. , why don’t you set the gate of your mansion at the foot of Hehuan Mountain as the mountain gate?”

Baimao smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand to make a secret, muttered something, and turned the sedan chairs and porters into several pieces of origami. Then he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the white paper fluttered into his sleeves.

This set of going out clothes was bought with money from the salesman in the early years. It cost Palace Master Bai several snow coins.

As for this ignorant and reckless young man, his words are a bit unpleasant, but he is actually a good person.

It's just that the more Palace Master Bai thinks about it, the angrier he becomes. His words are not so unpleasant, they always seem to poke holes in the heart.

Where did he come from? In addition to teaching martial arts, the big family also teaches this kind of verbal skills?

The young man asked: "The umbrella girl in front of me looks like a well-educated and good-looking woman, does Palace Master Bai know where she comes from?"

Baimao looked at the oil-paper umbrella and embroidered shoes in front of him, but which of your eyes could see the "good-looking" headless female ghost?

Is it possible that you, the boy, are only so eloquent towards women?

Palace Master Bai still doesn’t know yet, but the evil deeds of the sword-carrying boy who burned paper money were actually recorded on his white head.

Baimao hesitated for a moment and chose some explanation that did not violate taboos, "I only know that her surname is Liu. Of course, she has nothing to do with the Liu family of Qingxing Kingdom. They say that she died for a scholar and was beheaded by the executioner in public. He was not included in the family tree when he was alive, and he will not be included in the ancestral grave after death. He is also a pitiful person."

"Is that horse under that fourth lady's butt a real horse?"

"It's absolutely true. Since this kind of mountain spirit can control the wind and has a high level of cultivation, it can be imagined. It cannot be said that it is a big monster that has long been refining its form and has attained the Tao. Could it be that it is in the cave realm? In other words, Hehuan Mountain The rich ladies of Zhao and Yu can use it as a mount. The eldest young lady, the second young master, and the third girl getting married tonight seem to have no such treatment."

Baimao thought of the previous danger and asked: "You are so poor that you can't even afford an iron sword? You can only tinker with the hilt to show off. What are you thinking?"

"It's none of your business whether you have money or not."

"Can you chop down a peach tree and make a peach wood sword?"

"You have little experience in the world of martial arts. This is called showing weakness to the enemy."

"..."

Bai Mao, who was speechless for a while, raised his chin towards the three figures at the front, "To be honest, you are lucky enough to meet them. If you were even a moment and a half later, the consequences would be disastrous. The salesman and the one who likes to eat human livers and intestines are both not good people, and their realms are not low. If they join forces, they have a bad reputation even in this area."

"No, he was killed casually by a boy who didn't even have any hair."

Baimao laughed angrily and said: "Sword Immortal, the Zhang family master from Tiancao County is a Taoist genius known as Sword Immortal, a genius among immortals! Do you know what Sword Immortal is? Qi training in the world There are only two types of warriors, sword cultivators and Qi practitioners other than sword cultivators!"

The straw-shoe boy said calmly: "I am also a sword cultivator, don't you know this? Are you stupid?"

Baimao was almost furious.

The young man crossed his arms across his chest and asked, "Since the Zhang family in Tiancao County is so arrogant, why not simply level the Hehuan Mountain and restore peace to the world? It would be a great meritorious deed."

Bai Mao sneered: "Since you are experienced in the world, you still ask such idiotic questions?"

The young man said: "I'm not ashamed to ask."

Baimao rubbed his eyebrows, hesitating whether to leave this little bastard behind and go with the umbrella-holding female ghost named Liu.

The young man took out an oil paper bag from his sleeve. After opening it, he found the fragrant sauce meat. It's not that time-honored shops don't have this skill. He spread his palm and handed it to Palace Master Bai beside him.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Bai Mao smiled, stretched out his hand and pushed it back, "It's just that humans and ghosts are in different ways, so they can't eat this for the time being."

When he reaches the cave realm and becomes a ghost king in the middle five realms, he will surely be able to regain his lust for words.

Just heard.

It’s your first time to be a human, but it’s your first time to be a ghost, isn’t it?

Zhang Yujiao and Jin Lu, who were walking at the front of the mountain road, could actually clearly hear the conversation between the boy in straw sandals and the ghost at the end. Her four realms of cultivation alone could not do it, but she had a piece of paper given by her master. The mysterious talisman, after being sacrificed, was extremely concealed, allowing her to hear the subtle sounds within a mile radius.

Zhang Yujiao said from the bottom of his heart: "This young man of unknown origin is a martial artist, either in the third realm or the fourth realm. For his age, he is quite good. Moreover, he is actually a half-assed formation master, although he is not that serious." I am a mountain formation master from the Eight Classics, but I know how to use the Qimen formation method without using spiritual energy. At the top of Pomo Peak, you may not have noticed that there are some dead branches on the ground, and the position is very particular. If you are facing him alone, if you are not careful and he takes advantage of you, you may suffer a big loss if he punches you from close range."

Jin Lu was shocked and said: "Could this guy be the kind of expert who has the ability to look good?"

Zhang Yujiao shook his head, "Definitely not. There is no spiritual energy flowing in his body, and he is undoubtedly a pure martial artist. Judging from his posture and conversation, he is probably from a similar background to me."

They were all favored and cultivated by the big families.

Jin Lu smiled and said, "How can he compare with you?"

Zhang Yujiao said with an indifferent expression: "I just said that my background was similar, and I didn't say anything about my fate and cultivation level."

Jin Lu suddenly said angrily: "Hehuan Mountain is really a daring and unscrupulous thieves. Do you really think that no one can deal with them? Wait, sooner or later, they will be wiped out by Master's troops!"

Zhang Yujiao laughed it off.

These genealogy monks with good backgrounds always seem to be so naive.

Hehuan Mountain has been able to stand here over the years because of its profound foundation. Beyond its superficial combat power, there are still some shady trump cards, as well as intertwined human relationships in four countries including the surrounding Qingxing Kingdom. Therefore, they were able to easily block the attack of nearly thirty Qi practitioners from the Zhang family in Tiancao County last time. Even before they reached the small town at the foot of Hehuan Mountain, their vitality was severely damaged. The six hundred miles of mountains and rivers traveled. Two attacks and one fair and just fight left the Zhang family severely damaged. Fortunately, except for two monks who died in the battle, the rest were injured. However, the spiritual weapons were extremely damaged, especially the attack and defense of more than a dozen monks. The objects were all damaged to varying degrees. It was only compensation for repairs and refining after the war. Afterwards, Zhang held a meeting in the family ancestral hall and made a rough calculation, which amounted to seventy-two Grain Rain coins! Facts have proved that the Zhang family of Tiancao County still underestimated Hehuan Mountain, which they originally thought was just a group of rabble and stragglers.

You must know that among the group of Qi practitioners who participated in the siege of Hehuan Mountain, Immortal Master Zhang, there were six middle five Qi practitioners alone, and two of them were seniors who were extremely trusted ministers and guests of the family, both of whom were Jin. Dan Dixian, a long-famous Talisman Master, had the magical ability to scatter beans into soldiers. As a result, in the three battles with Hehuan Mountain, the old immortal used nearly 300 Talismans of different grades.

Fortunately, the Zhang family in Tiancao County had a golden body martial artist sitting on the battlefield, otherwise it would be difficult to get a result that could barely be considered safe.

The Li Zhen just now, nicknamed Li Yuanwai, was a wealthy gentry during his lifetime. After his death, he somehow became the mountain god of one of the two obscene temples in Hehuan Mountain. Since he is the god of the obscene temple, there is no officialdom in the mountains and rivers nowadays. The rank of the genealogy can be said.

If it were north of Dadu, how could an unconventional mountain god like Li Zhen dare to occupy a mountain and erect a temple like this, seeking death? The Great Li court once erected a monument on the top of the mountains in Yizhou. Is this a joke?

At that time, on the territory of a continent, how many small vassal countries had their obscene temples banned by the Great Li court? Not tens or hundreds, but over a thousand. Some even said two thousand and some said three thousand.

The problem is that the area south of Dadu no longer belongs to the Dali court. All kinds of mountain spirits, water monsters, demons and monsters have appeared all at once, bypassing the powerful territory of the Yunxiao Dynasty in the south, and choosing those Qi practitioners and immortals. In small countries with few governments, especially those obscene gods whose temples and golden statues were destroyed by the Great Li cavalry, they have emerged one after another. They have found ways and connections to build temples and reshape the statues of gods in various states and counties, and interact with the local people. The officials each take what they need. The former earns human incense and mends their golden bodies, while the latter collects real gold and silver from the former. Otherwise, they gather in places like Hehuan Mountain and seek refuge with the two princes.

Because Zhang Yujiao was born in the Zhang family of Tiancao County, he knew more shady inside stories than Jin Lu, such as the ghosts and spirits that took refuge in Hehuan Mountain. Through the secret operations and matchmaking of the two tiger mansions, they became places in several countries one by one. As long as you pay enough money to the deity, you can obtain the canonization of the imperial court of a certain country. Of course, the rank of the Shanshui genealogy will be very low, and it will only be listed on the supplementary list of the country's Shanshui officialdom, and it will definitely not be recorded in the academy. The position is somewhat similar to the official status of a county official, which does not occupy the imperial government quota.

For example, the ghost of Palace Master Bai probably wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attend the wedding banquet, give him a sum of money, embrace the lap of Hehuan Mountain, and become the God of any county.

Therefore, the Hehuan Mountain in front of us was ridiculed by Mr. Hong in private, "There are really two yamen in the country on the mountain."

As the national preceptor of Qingxing Kingdom, why didn't Cheng Qian go with the Zhang family of Tiancao County who had a good relationship with him last time?

Isn't it because of the three-party seal that the Emperor of Qingxing Kingdom has something to fall into the hands of Hehuanshan.

Jin Lu remembered something and said curiously: "Yujiao, you mentioned the Yunxiao Dynasty before and wanted to smash six stone tablets in the country. But then there was no further mention. Why? Didn't everyone say that Cui Chan was dead? The Song family of Dali returned to the north of Dadu as agreed. Due to emotions and reasons, the Dali Dynasty now has no control over the internal affairs of the countries in the south. Isn’t it annoying to keep those few mountain top stone tablets? The local court and the mountain The Immortal Master definitely doesn’t want the stone tablet to remain. Is the Yunxiao Dynasty worried that the Song family of Da Li will be punished? But now the Confucian Temple has strict rules, and no matter how powerful the Da Li cavalry are, they can’t send their troops south again, right?"

She has been practicing in the mountains since she was a child. Firstly, she is young, and secondly, the Jinque Sect has strict sect rules that do not allow the direct disciples of the Five Realms to know too much about the world outside the mountains.

Therefore, she had only heard about the tragic battle in which the wild demon clan fought all the way to the capitals of Dadu and Dali. Moreover, it was only this time that she went out to practice with several senior brothers and sisters, so she only heard about some of the deeds. Most of them were secretly done by her this time. Sneaking out of the capital and walking with Zhang Yujiao, she saw a lot of real mountain things, mountain top things, and even heavenly things through conversations with this young swordsman. However, because the Chinese Confucian Temple once banned Di After years of newspaper reporting, she only knew fragmentary information, not to mention that she did not dare to buy Shanshui Di newspaper privately at Xianjia Ferry or inn without her master's permission.

According to Zhang Yujiao, the southern countries, including the Yunxiao Dynasty, were ready to take action in the past few years and showed signs of destroying the stone tablets, but they soon stopped.

Zhang Yujiao showed a dazed look, took a deep breath, and said, "It is said that it is because one of Cui Han's junior brothers is a swordsman who returned alive to Haoran's world some time ago."

Calling the Great Li State Master Cui Xun by his first name is actually not disrespectful on the mountain, especially among the younger monks, but rather a weird form of respect.

Jin Lu asked doubtfully: "Didn't Cui Chan betray the Wen Sage lineage long ago? Does he still have a junior brother?"

Zhang Yujiao smiled and said, "Who says it's not the case?"

Jin Lu became even more strange, "Besides, how can a single sword cultivator shock half of the continent? Could it be that he is a great swordsman like the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple?"

Zhang Yujiao was silent for a moment, "In terms of realm and merit, I am not worthy of carrying this person's shoes."

Jin Lu was stunned.

Zhang Yujiao smiled and said: "Of course, even if I were lucky enough to meet this person, I would not carry his shoes."

Jin Lu wanted to ask for more information about this person, but Zhang Yujiao obviously didn't want to say more about the sword cultivator, so he left it alone.

Walking out of the foot of Pomo Peak, Zhang Yujiao said: "I'm sure, the young man with the sword on his back is not a Three Realm martial artist, but a Fourth Realm martial artist."

Jin Lu exclaimed: "Young and promising, he can be considered a martial arts genius!"

No wonder he dares to walk alone in the Hehuan Mountains. A martial artist in the Qi Refining Realm who is less than twenty years old is very rare. If he survives to the age of Jiazi, he can be among the six realms. He can call the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes of a country and become an emperor. Guests of the general and prime minister.

A pure martial artist is not a Qi practitioner who has good Taoist qualifications and has an overwhelming state. The most important thing is a steady and steady climb in the martial arts. The Jinque Sect has a grandmaster who is respected by all the masters. The golden body level seems to be only twenty years old. Four boundary bottlenecks?

At the end, Palace Master Bai was telling the young man some gossip.

"Emperor Liu of the Qingxing Kingdom is actually a blank slate emperor in the eyes of the monks on the mountain."

Seeing the expression on the young man's face that he wanted to ask but was unwilling to ask because of his face, Baimao smiled and explained: "The so-called Emperor Baiban has lost the most important jade seals that are commonly known among the people. It would be fine if the dynasty changed. , the imperial seal is not broken but the jade seal is missing, which is very troublesome. It is fine if it is completely broken. It is easier to engrave one of them again. The problem is that these three seals are said to be "living among the people", and one is made of gold. One sapphire, one sandalwood. Among the twelve treasures in total for the emperor of the Qingxing Kingdom, the sapphire seal was used to rectify the foreign states and confer foreigners. The Liu family was not a big country. It was just sitting around eating dust. It can be said that the dragon-button sandalwood jade seal can be replaced by other jade seals. The most troublesome thing is the golden dragon-button seal of the emperor, which is specially used to register the prince, so now Qing Dynasty The crown prince of Xing Kingdom who is about to be crowned is not the eldest son, and the court does not have this square jade seal. It is not an ordinary name that is unjust and unreasonable. Otherwise, why would you ever hear that a crown prince needs to invite people to watch the ceremony? No. What a joke.”

"However, there is news that Emperor Liu of the Qingxing Kingdom, in order to ensure that the ceremony was important enough, he went around begging his grandfather and grandma. He spent a lot of money. In addition to the Minister of Rites and the Minister, the other five senior officials and nobles from various families were sent out. , as long as any famous mountain sect is willing to go to the capital, they will give money! It’s just that suddenly there is no movement. There are many fairy mansions that put on airs. If they don’t come, just forget it. Overnight, they bow their heads outside. The officials who bowed down to be the grandsons of the immortal masters all returned to the capital, and only a little bit of news was leaked. It seemed that Emperor Liu had invited a big shot. As for the specific big shot, God knows, it can't be the Shen Gaozong or the The members of the Ancestral Master Hall of Zhengyang Mountain have been invited. I guess it’s better to feint a shot and give myself a step down. In the end, it’s still a few friends from the mountain invited by the head of the Zhang family in Tiancao County, at most three or five Jindan Earth Immortals. , just to help support the scene, otherwise we would have to hire a Nascent Soul?"

The young man suddenly nodded and said: "I see. How come the seals of Qingxing Kingdom were obtained by Hehuan Mountain?"

"You guessed it right."

Bai Mao nodded, raised his hand and shook his sleeves, "Don't you know we have a famous nickname here?"

"How to say?"

"Little Shu Jian Lake!"

"What the hell?"

"You kid, you haven't even heard of Shu Jian Lake?!"

"I just heard about it."

"..."

Baimao was choked so much that he had to change his question, "Should the Zhenjing Sect know?"

The young man shook his head.

General Baimao was doubtful, "Then you must have heard of Old Sect Master Liu and Master Jiejiang, Old Immortal Liu, right?"

Even if you have never heard that the Shangzong is the Zhenjing Sect of the Tongyezhou Yugui Sect, these two famous Shanze Yexiu, any Qi practitioner in Aquarius Continent should have heard of some of their deeds.

As a result, the young man asked a question that almost drove Bai Mao crazy, "Is this Zhenjun Jiejiang the leader of the sect?"

"You also know that not everyone can be the leader of a sect?"

Bai Mao turned to look at the young man who was holding the sauced meat in one hand and chewing slowly. He laughed angrily and then explained patiently: "They are just named Liu, they are not the same person, a fairy, a fairyland! Our Aquarius He is the first Shanze Yexiu in the history of the continent to take the lead in reaching the Jade Pu Realm and the Immortal Realm. He is truly an extremely powerful person who can't be more powerful."

"As for Zhenjun Jiejiang, he is also an extremely powerful Taoist immortal. I heard that this old immortal's water skills are the best in the entire continent. Cheng Qian's water skills of Qingxing Kingdom are already powerful enough. This Zhenjun Jiejiang, haha, not enough, Cheng Qian said it himself. And this Liu Jiejiang is now the chief worshiper of Zhenjing Sect, Yupu Realm, the dojo is in a Feng Shui treasure place called Qingxia Island , I heard that he was the co-owner of Shujian Lake for a period of time in his early years."

"What kind of place do you think Shujian Lake is? Before the Zhenjing Sect took over, it was truly lawless. People would kill here and there every day. All the Qi Practitioners died. Ordinary middle-level and fifth-level gods would not go out. You have to worry about whether you will die suddenly outside, Hehuan Mountain pales in comparison to Shujian Lake."

Speaking of this, Baimao was very proud of himself. Damn it, he only found out about the "upper five realms" above the Earthly Immortal through a few snow coins not long ago.

I thought that the so-called land gods were the ultimate form of Qi practitioners.

The young man asked: "In this Shujian Lake, apart from Sect Leader Liu and Zhenjun Jiejiang, which other old gods do you know?"

Baimao choked for words.

Indeed, it's not that he is well-informed, it's just that the two old gods of Shujian Lake are so famous that as long as they are a Qi practitioner who has gone down the mountain and passed the Xianjia Ferry, everyone will know about them.

In addition, asking him to name a few accomplished masters who were born as wild cultivators really stumped Palace Master Bai.

Baimao hesitated for a moment, "I really know an expert who is the leader of the Five Islands Sect. It is said that he is a ghost immortal, his surname is Zeng, he is young, his qualifications and luck are rare, even in The Shu Jian Lake where the monks gather together is also a rare talent. When he was young, he was able to practice several great dharma at the same time. The great achievements in the future can be imagined."

The young man smiled and said: "Five Island Sect? This name is really careless. Did they occupy five islands in Shujian Lake? In the future, the territory will expand and there will be a few more islands. What will we do?"

Baimao glared and said, "Be careful what you say!"

The Five Islands Sect could raise a sect flag under the nose of the Zhenjing Sect. How could they, ants like them, just make fun of them.

What's more, Baimao is quite yearning for the Five Islands Sect. After all, it is a hilltop where ghost cultivators gather. He always thinks about what would happen if he practiced there.

It's just that Hehuan Mountain and the Shujian Lake are separated by mountains and rivers, and there are countless Shanshui Immortal Mansion and City God's Temple at all levels along the way. How can he, a ghost from the Lower Five Realms, successfully walk to the Five Islands Sect and meet the Zeng Guixian?

Probably because she heard about the Five Islands Sect, the female ghost holding an umbrella in front deliberately slowed down her pace, and finally walked side by side with them. A willow leaf appeared again on her shoulder, "I just had a favorable wind, and I accidentally heard the conversation between the two of them. Now, were you just talking about Shujian Lake and Master Zeng of the Five Islands Sect?"

Baimao laughed and said: "Anyway, they are all people from the world who have never been associated with each other in their lives. When I have nothing to do, I just show off my knowledge to Brother Chen."

She hesitated and asked, "Master Bai also wants to try his luck with the Five Islands Sect?"

The young man with the sword on his back asked doubtfully: "Yeah?"

She twisted the oil-paper umbrella and sighed quietly, "In such a large Aquarius Island, it's rare to find a place where ghosts don't have to worry about the precarious situation. How can we not be fascinated by it?"

The young man with the sword on his back said: "It is said that a tree moves a dead person to move a living person. If Miss Liu really wants to do this, she can really try her luck with the Five Islands Faction. It is better than hanging around here, and maybe one day she will be joined by the imperial soldiers and horses. The immortal master on the mountain has been wiped out."

Bai Mao coughed, "Don't say such unlucky words."

She didn't mind at all, "If you become a ghost, why should you be afraid of bad luck?"

The young man raised his hand and made mental arithmetic, then nodded to himself and said, "Miss Liu, I made a prediction based on your last name. If you go to the Five Islands Sect, you will have great achievements!"

The headless female ghost raised her hand and covered her mouth with a sweet smile, "Mr. Chen, my surname is not Liu. The idea of ​​surname Liu and death for love is rumored by outsiders."

Bai Mao couldn't help laughing.

The young man retracted his hand silently and continued to eat the sauced meat. After finishing the last piece, he balled up the greased paper and put it in his sleeves. He clapped his hands, thinking that the embarrassment just now had disappeared with the wind, and asked: "Master Bai , Liu... Miss, the talisman mount from before looks both glamorous and practical, where can I buy it? Will the daily expenses be high after buying it?"

Baimao said: "It's not an ordinary thing. Gold is very valuable. It is said that this kind of thing that can be regarded as a private talisman boat may not be sold at a slightly remote small ferry. Even at the large Xianjia ferry, you have to try your luck. Once there is one, you have to try your luck." Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy good things that are not available. As for people like us, just take a look."

The young man said: "I just asked the horse Fu Luan how many fairy coins are needed to ride a thousand miles."

Baimao shook his head and said, "How do you know such secrets?"

The ghost girl holding the umbrella said with a smile: "If you don't encounter the oncoming strong wind, you don't need to go against the wind for a long time, and you can ride the wind for thousands of miles, and it will cost about ten snow coins."

Baimao was dumbfounded, but I said obediently, this was really a waste of money, so ostentatious, it was not cost-effective. Baimao realized later and asked: "Why don't you ask how much a piece of talisman paper sells for?"

The young man sneered: "Are you a fool? I only have a few dollars in my pocket, how can I afford it?"

"Then you ask about daily expenses?"

"Aren't you happy that you picked up a talisman mount folded into paper on the side of the road?"

Baimao endured it.

The female ghost asked: "Mr. Chen, can I ask you, are you a pure martial artist?"

The young man carrying the sword was completely frank and nodded directly: "To be honest, I started practicing martial arts as a young man. Because my qualifications were decent and I had the guidance of a master, I was proficient in all eighteen martial arts. After I became a master of boxing, I became a little slack. Therefore, in recent years, my main focus has been on practicing superior swordsmanship, thinking about how to create some brilliant sword moves of my own, so that I can compete with a peer who is both a bitter swordsman and a friend, and at the same time practice thunder skills. and formations, but they can only be said to be a small accomplishment in Taoism, and I have not yet entered the palace. Under normal circumstances, I do not easily talk to outsiders about these things. It is a taboo in the world to have shallow conversations, not to mention I am afraid of scaring others accidentally. It’s just in vain The master of the palace looks kind-hearted, and Miss Liu is kind-hearted, so it doesn’t matter."

Baimao couldn't help but joked: "How old are you now, fourteen or fifteen? How did you come to be a 'young man practicing martial arts'? Isn't it better to be a 'young man practicing martial arts'?"

As for the thunder method, Palace Master Bai didn't even want to ask. He was already used to it. This straw-shoe boy named Chen liked to talk.

The female ghost also laughed it off and said nothing again.

She just wondered in her heart, if this young man was really a pure martial artist in the Qi Refining Realm, why was he so full of Yang Qi and so restrained that even she and Baimao were almost completely unaware of it?

I'm afraid this is a realm that only martial arts masters in the third realm of refining the gods can have, right?

She once had the good fortune to see a golden warrior in the small town at the foot of the mountain. He was walking in the night. Even if he didn't deliberately bloom with fist energy, to a ghost like her, it was like a scorching sun rolling on the ground. Walk! Teach her not to look directly. So much so that in that mixed town, everyone shunned his edge and closed their doors, and no one dared to say a harsh word. But when the man entered a wine shop and ordered a bowl of wine, the old man's martial artist aura, which was like a scorching sun, instantly dissipated, and he became no different from an ordinary man in the market.

The young man with the sword on his back sneered: "You are a pedantic scholar, Mr. Dong Heng. You only know how to chat with me here. I met Zhang Jianxian of Tiancao County before, but I didn't say a word to you."

Baimao couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "Chen Ren! Ni Bodhisattva is still angry. Stop saying weird things to me. Aren't you afraid that I will fall out with you?"

The young man said seriously: "You may not be a good official, but you are a good person. Now you can only be regarded as a good ghost. Besides, we are brothers who fell in love with each other at first sight. Why can't we listen to a few offensive words? Officialdom practice is practice, daily life Cultivation is also practice. Living and drinking, eating, drinking, and having sex are all practices. For those who practice Taoism, how important is it whether a Taoist heart is strong or not?"

If he only said this, Baimao really listened. The problem is that this guy also said a few heartfelt words, "I am a pure martial artist. Naturally, I don't need to practice like this. All I have to do is fight with fists and kicks, so don't follow me." I say some weird and twisted things, otherwise I will hurt the friendship between my brothers. We martial arts practitioners, especially those who practice foreign martial arts, have explosive tempers."

The female ghost holding the umbrella seemed to look at Palace Master Bai pitifully. She leisurely quickened her pace and floated away without her feet touching the ground.

The young man saw that Palace Master Bai had been convinced by his own reasoning. He nodded, said that a boy can be taught, and then asked casually: "What kind of Taoism does the leader of the Jinque Sect have? He is also in the Jade Pu realm. ?”

"Do you think Yupu Realm is just cabbage on the roadside?"

Baimao looked helpless, glanced at the golden thread in front of him carefully, and said in a low voice: "But our Master Cheng, I heard that he does have the Taoist roots of Yupu. People in the Hehuan Mountain world say that this Taoist man with great supernatural powers has already It has reached the mysterious realm where "the bodies are separated, the Yang God sits in the small world and takes shape at will, and the Yin God travels thousands of miles away". There are countless mountains and rivers in the nearby countries, and there are countless strange people and strangers. Only the ancestor of the Zhang family in Tiancao County and Lord Zhao of Hehuan Mountain can stand on an equal footing with them. Especially the unique thunder technique passed down from his master who possesses the Five Elements of Gold. It is mysterious and mysterious, and its power is unimaginable. "

The young man sneered and said: "There is nothing mysterious about the way to practice thunder magic in this world. Putting aside the five thunder methods secretly taught in Longhu Mountain, it is just that if there is timely rain in the body, the internal organs will condense into a cloud, and then they will be separated." After going out of the three schools, using the inferior method, I can create a body with itchy eyes, eyes flashing like lightning, three Dantians connected in a line, affecting the internal organs, and suddenly thundering. The method in the middle is nothing more than the mutual stimulation of Yin and Yang, like practicing the three The handle is suspended in the air, and different Taoist formulas are used to form a thunder letter, which is used to recognize the sun and moonlight, and reveal the secrets of heaven in the alchemy room, like words on the wall, with clear understanding. As for the superior method, it is not difficult to say, practice it Transform one's body into the great world, create thunder pools everywhere in the caves, control the yin and yang of creation, hold the cardinals of heaven and earth, summon gods to send out officials, and send them into thunder..."

Baimao pretended to agree, turned his head and gave a thumbs up to the boy carrying the sword.

It would be a pity not to be a storyteller under the overpass or set up a stall on the roadside.

The female ghost holding the umbrella was thoughtful, but she resisted turning around.

Zhang Yujiao frowned slightly and asked in his heart: "Jinlu, does this person's explanation of the three thunder methods have any basis on the mountain?"

"Nonsense? Is it too big to be true?"

Jin Lu smiled and said: "Anyway, only the content of the method that he devalued as inferior is slightly related to the orthodoxy of thunder method. When a Qi practitioner does practice to a certain level, there will be a stage where the eyes are itchy and then the internal organs are like rain. As for the reason why the mirror was made and the words of Lei Han appeared on the inner wall of the cave, I have never heard of it. At least our Jinque sect’s Chongqingfeng Lei method lineage certainly has no such theory..."

Bai Mao asked with a smile: "Master Chen, where did you learn this wonderful saying?"

The young man crossed his arms across his chest, walked swiftly and said, "That's what it says in the book."

Jin Lu, who was a mile away from the boy, couldn't help laughing.

Originally, she planned to return to the capital of Qingxing Kingdom and ask the senior sister who was already in the cave realm, but for now, she had better forget it, so as not to be laughed at by her.

There is actually no road to go to Hehuan Mountain. The official roads and country roads in the past have long been buried by weeds. There are mostly dead trees along the way, and there are occasionally broken walls. You can vaguely see the appearance of the village back then. During this period, we encountered two groups. Zhang Yujiao didn't even bother to take a look at the spirits and ghosts participating in the marriage ceremony in Hehuan Mountain. The other party took the initiative to take a detour and only dared to whisper from a distance in the night. Once the pair of boys and girls, who looked like a golden boy and a beautiful girl, came, they were really surprised. garish. More importantly, the burly man behind the girl is like a gold-lettered signboard that clearly reveals his identity. The Jinque Sect of Cheng Qian, the real person of Qingxing Kingdom, is still equivalent to a gold medal for immunity from death even in the realm of Hehuan Mountain. , of course, the premise is that the genealogy masters of the Jinque Sect should not go too far here and kill those who are well-established and have incestuous relationships with the two tiger mansions.

Bai Mao asked curiously: "Brother Chen, can you tell me the truth about what you are doing here?"

"While practicing martial arts and refining swords, I traveled around the world and collected some ancient copper coins so that I could save up a copper coin sword that can kill demons. I was in the capital of Qingxing Kingdom and heard that there were many sneaky people here, so I wanted to come here. While practicing and training, all the mixed knowledge I have learned may have a place to be put to use. If I really explain it here, I will only blame myself for not being good at learning, and I can’t blame anyone."

The young man raised his hand and pointed at the scabbard, "See, the best scabbard in the world must be matched with a superior magic sword."

"Although there is no actual magic sword in the scabbard, the sword aura in the scabbard is full and ready to be unleashed. Once the sword is officially drawn against the enemy, the sword light will be, wow, terrifying!"

"Brother Bai, you are not an outsider, so let me tell you the truth. Mr. Chen wants to open up a smooth road to the sky for everyone in the world of swordsmanship."

Bai Mao was really fed up with this little brat with a bad brain, so he took out a piece of snow money from his sleeve and said, "Chen Ren, find a doctor to treat him. Really, listen to Brother Bai's advice."

The straw-shoe boy said "Oh" and actually reached out to accept the snowflake.

Baimao immediately regretted that he could not talk to this guy, so he pretended not to understand the meaning behind his words, so he grabbed the young man's fist with his backhand, and the stalemate continued.

"Good people are rewarded. Brother Bai, let go of your hands. You don't have to lose your heroic spirit for such a small amount of money."

"Brother Chen, you have clearly seen my origin through copper coins at Pomo Peak. I can't be said to be a good person or a hero. Give me back the money and I will call you brother from now on."

At this moment, not far from the small town at the foot of the mountain, a cavalry army suddenly appeared. There were only a few dozen cavalry. They all wore swords, bows and light armor. They walked quickly without hearing the sound of people and horses.

Zhang Yujiao showed a solemn look for the first time, slowed down, and used a natal object to draw spiritual energy to condense in his eyes, allowing the young swordsman to temporarily gain a kind of qi-gazing technique.

Jin Lu didn't pay much attention at first, but when she saw Zhang Yujiao next to her holding his breath, she realized that something was not simple. She immediately put her fingers together, silently recited the Taoist formula, and then touched it in front of her eyes.

In an instant, she was shocked to discover that the light cavalry was unusual.

The female ghost holding an umbrella walking behind them stopped early and lowered the oil-paper umbrella slightly to cover more of her figure.

Because Bai Mao is also a ghost, it can see visions that a Qi practitioner in the Yang world can only see with the blessing of various magical powers and secret techniques.

At ancient battlefield sites, there are often some kind of armored heroes. They wander around the world because of a certain obsession. If they hold weapons, there will be the strange scene of "golden light flowing from the tip of the spear, and heavenly fire burning from the tip of the spear", which is what some history books As the saying goes, "There is fire on the front of the halberd, and it looks like a hanging candle from a distance."

It's just that this kind of sight is not something that all ghosts and spirits can have. It is extremely rare and uncommon.

It is precisely because it is rare that it is feared by both humans and ghosts.

The young man carrying the sword asked: "This is it?"

Baimao, who had been silent for a long time, quickly shook his head and put his finger to his lips, indicating that he should not speak. Don't speak out at this time, so fast.

Seeing that the young man wanted to speak, Baimao quickly reached out and grabbed the young man's arm. He could say any weird thing, but when approaching these Qingqi, he must be cautious!

When the dozens of riders quickly disappeared into the night ahead, the firelight shone, and the line was pulled away, gradually disappearing into the small town at the foot of the mountain, Baimao dared to breathe, and subconsciously wiped his forehead, which had no sweat at all.

The young man asked: "Are they the elite knights directly under the command of the Lord of Hehuan Mountain?"

Baimao shook his head and said with a strange expression: "Don't even think about it. How can Hehuan Mountain have the ability to run an army?"

Bai Mao obviously knew the true identity of this team of scouts and knights, but he never mentioned it.

The two are the same before and after death. The spring, summer, autumn and winter of the year are all on horseback.

Bai Mao changed the topic and pretended to be relaxed: "We are about to enter the town. Remember to follow me. Don't wander around. If you get sidetracked, you will hit the wall. It seems like a few steps, but it is actually more than ten steps." The road is filled with miasma and white mist, and it twists and turns, becoming more and more dangerous."

Entering a small town decorated with lights and colorful decorations, at the end of the main street, which connects to the Shinto of Hehuan Mountain, there is an attic on the roadside. Next to the building, there is a leafy old tree covered with red paper.

The ghostly land is so gloomy that it seems like the moonlight is cold.

Rows of bright red lanterns were hung on both sides of the street, and many shops were open with their doors open, but there was almost no sound.

The female ghost holding the umbrella seemed to be very familiar with the town. She turned around, waved goodbye to Baimao and the boy, then walked into an alley and disappeared without a trace.

Bai Mao introduced the general origin of the shops on both sides to the young man in his heart, and how and why they should not be messed with. When he walked to one place, there were several charming women in thin dresses on the second floor waving. Palace Master Bai slowed down and asked the young man next to him if he could drink. Drinking flower wine, they also said that there is nothing to be afraid of here, and the business is fair. They don’t eat people, they only eat money. It only takes two snow coins to drink a pot of wine. As for how long a pot of wine lasts, it depends on your own family. It's up to you. Palace Master Bai then chuckled, it could be considered a cannibal, otherwise how could it be called the Tomb of Heroes.

The young man just crossed his arms across his chest, looked away, and sneered, "Hey, Palace Master Bai became more energetic just talking about this?"

Baimao had to give up.

In the building at the end of the street, you can drink on the first floor, the lights are bright, as bright as day, and it is full of people who are preparing to climb the mountain to participate in the marriage recruitment.

Baimao spent a piece of snow to find a corner seat in the lobby of the restaurant, and told Chen Ren to just sit there and not to cause trouble. If anyone really came to the door, he would tell his name, while Baimao himself would be in trouble. Run to hand over the congratulatory gift.

Downstairs of the archway at the foot of the mountain, there was a table covered with bright red silk and satin. There was an old man in brocade clothes who looked like a steward, loudly calling the names, and there was also a bookkeeper who was responsible for writing the gift list.

"Half a catty of red apricots burnt by thunder and fire, and a water vein to refine the blue elixir. Madam Pipa of Tianlai Cave, give me one thunder apricot and one water elixir from the Immortal Family!"

"The feathers are often smoky, and the coir raincoats are fishing in the dragon pond. The Black Dragon Immortal Lord is here! One red envelope and eighteen snow coins."

The old man with the Taoist name "Black Dragon Immortal Lord" glared, "Huh?!"

The steward immediately laughed and said: "I reported an error, it's eighty!"

The young accountant who had already written down eighteen numbers raised his head with an embarrassed look on his face, but was slapped on the head by the old steward, "Wouldn't it be better to write it off in one stroke and then rewrite it again?"

When the Immortal Lord from the Sea Viewing Realm climbed the mountain and went away, the steward was still cursing at the accountant, "Do you know how to eat fish maw?"

"On the Ape Road lives the Demon King, whose fists and kicks are unparalleled in the world. The great master Tang Kun is here to congratulate you tonight. He has a box of gold and two boxes of jewels!"

"The withered bones turned around and became the master of the palace. He was an upright official during his lifetime. The master of Qingbai Palace in Chueziling, Baimao Bai Palace, fifty pieces of snow money, a few ingots of ancient ink."

Baimao immediately lowered his head, rubbed his hands, and laughed softly: "Guanshi Yu, this set of ancient ink was made by the imperial family and is worth a lot of money."

The steward nodded and reminded the young accountant: "Add the word 'imperial control' to Palace Master Bai."

A personal talisman boat that looked like a grasshopper boat came through the air and landed in an instant. A burly man came with two maids beside him. One of the women closed the talisman boat with a seal, and the strong man stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan. He borrowed the talisman boat with his hand and pushed away the obstructing Baimao. As expected of a six-level warrior, he directly threw the Baimao two feet away. He did not talk nonsense with Yu Guan of Hehuan Mountain, and just went straight up the mountain with his two maids. Asking him to take out money means waiting for the rooster to lay eggs.

The old steward was hesitant to speak, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. He claimed that he would not accept anyone in his life, but he only admired the gentleman of Weishan of Beiyue with his cool sleeves!

Seeing the strong man holding the two aunts in his arms and walking far away, the steward turned his head and said, "What the hell, a tiger of a continent, what a majestic god, is someone like you qualified to admire?"

Baimao returned to the restaurant and found that the young man with the sword was gone. He smiled bitterly. After drinking, he called the waiter to pay the bill, but he was told that he had already paid.

In the mountain Shinto, the two Taoist couple Zhao and Yu actually appeared together, as if they wanted to personally greet the distinguished guests at the mountain gate.

On the other side of Pomo Peak, two young men were floating in the wind. One was wearing linen clothes and hiking boots, and the other was wearing a dark blue python suit. However, he was not a nobleman of the dynasty, but a family robe. Because his surname is Fu, he comes from Old Dragon City, and he is also a Qi practitioner who can participate in the ancestral hall meetings. The young man in sackcloth said with a smile, Fu Qi will make you have to make one more trip and wade through muddy waters. The latter shook his head, with a nonchalant expression on his face. He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, saying it was coming.

A bright sword light was accompanied by a colorful firefly, and it arrived in an instant. It was a Taoist young man with a solemn face. He shook his sleeves and condensed a gorgeous cloud into the pattern of the robe and talisman on his body. And the young man who came with the sword Woman, when she stood still, the long sword slipped into the sheath behind her back.

The young man in linen had a bright smile and took the initiative to bow and said: "Hehuan Mountain Yu Formation, meet the process - the real person, Miss Caiqin."

Fu Qi cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Old Dragon City, Fu Qi, meet the national master Cheng, Zhang Jianxian."

Zhang Caiqin smiled and nodded.

Cheng Qian asked: "What is the relationship between Fu Nanhua and you?"

Fu Qi smiled and replied: "If the seniority is calculated according to the genealogy, I can call him uncle. If I meet him outside, I can only call him City Lord, otherwise uncle will not be willing to talk to me."

At the gate of the mountain, two princes and Taoist monks held hands with a distinguished guest at the same time. Among them, Mr. Zhao and the monk held hands and laughed, "Brother Qin Jue! I have finally waited for you!"

Lord Yufu asked in his heart: "Fellow Daoist Qin, Master Tian Xian didn't come with you?"

As for the masters of Qin Jue and Tian Hujun, they absolutely cannot be invited.

In fact, even this Immortal Master Tian was difficult to hire. As expected, Qin Jue shook his head and said, "Sister Tian will need to retreat in the near future."

A young man with a sword on his back sat on a well in a small town, his hands wrapped around his sleeves.

He saw the crane-cloaked scribe hurried over and asked with a smile: "Master Bai is not drinking there, why are you wandering around?"

Bai Mao breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his finger, pointed at the guy who was really wandering around, and laughed angrily: "I told you not to wander around, don't wander around, what are you doing here?"

The young man jumped down from the well, a pair of straw sandals touched the ground gently, and said with a smile: "Sit in the well and look at the sky, and take a good look at what the world was like in my eyes thirty years ago."

Baimao felt confused after hearing this. He always felt that this young ranger named Chen was a godly person. He didn't think much about it and couldn't help complaining: "Do you really think this is an ordinary town? Come on, leave quickly, I We are going to climb the mountain soon. I will send you away from the town first. This kind of place of right and wrong is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It is not advisable to stay for a long time."

The young man carrying the sword smiled and said: "Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, it is nothing compared to my hometown town, it is far behind."

Bai Mao angrily grabbed the young man's arm and dragged him out of the alley without any explanation. He said with a smile: "Your hometown town, could it be Huaihuang County in Lizhu Cave?"

No matter how ignorant Palace Master Bai is, he still knows that in that palm-sized place, there are many monastic geniuses who can drown him just by spitting. The key is that each one is younger than the last.

The young man was shocked and said: "Brother Bai, you can guess all these things. You can hide your secrets. You are also an expert who can do calculations?!"

"Nothing. Have you ever considered that Miss Liu's surname is not Liu?"

"God forbids anything, so it's only right."

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, send your kid out of the town, I will go up the mountain, and we will part ways. After all, Yin and Yang are different roads, and the dark and bright roads are different. We can't see each other again in the future."

"Brother Bai, think about it, my surname is Chen, and the surname of Chen in Lizhu Dongtian is also surnamed Chen, huh? You don't have to guess anymore."

Bai Mao was so happy that he kept holding the other man's arm, and then slapped the young man on the head. He laughed and scolded: "Good guy, these can be related to each other. According to you, my surname is Bai, then I and that boy What is the relationship that the legendary person is most proud of in the world?"

"Master Bai, a gentleman should talk but not act."

"Let your kid have a better memory."

Baimao slapped him again, but this time he was blocked by the young man's hand. Baimao let go of the opponent's arm, took out a yellow seal talisman that had been treasured for many years from his sleeve, and whispered: "When you leave the town, leave quickly. Just now someone said they saw some movement in the direction of Pomo Peak, and there was a sword light shining in it. It is most likely that the female swordsman from the Zhang family in Tiancao County has arrived. Please be patient, the outside world says that she has a bad temper. Great, the sword is extremely ruthless. If it is really her, Hehuan Mountain will definitely not sit idly by, so you'd better take a detour. This barrier-breaking talisman should be regarded as a parting gift. I still say the same thing. Damn... friends, please don’t meet me again.”

When they arrived at the edge of the town, the young man with the sword on his back walked backwards and said with a smile: "Brother Bai, to be honest, I am friends with that female sword fairy, and that Qin Jue who just climbed the mountain. If he sees me, he really needs to find a doctor." Look at your knees. Believe it or not, I walked away. There are still some small things that need to be taken care of. Anyway, when you get to the mountain, if something happens, just shout, whether it’s with Zhang Caiqin or Qin Jue from Shujian Lake, just Tell them, you know a man named Chen, who wears straw sandals, carries a sword, and loves to drink wine. He met you by chance and hit it off immediately, and we made an appointment to have a drink in the capital of the Green Apricot Kingdom in the middle of this year."

The crane-cloaked scribe smiled and nodded.

There are many pleasant things in life, such as returning home, drinking fine wine, seeing flowers blooming, playing chess in the shade of pine trees, waiting for the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, listening to the sound of the wind, reading behind closed doors on snowy nights...

Tonight, I have to add another boy who heard a young man bragging that he was Li Zhudongtian Chen Ping'an.