Sword of Coming

The academy has become a small world where saints sit, and on the top of Donghua Mountain, there is a special cave.

After Mao Xiaodong used his magical power, the weather on the mountain top turned out to be golden autumn.

Autumn is crisp.

Chen Ping'an is sitting in the west, with a five-color golden furnace in front of him. He uses the spiritual energy warmed and stored in the water palace to "fan the wind", and uses a pure martial artist's true energy to "ignite the fire", driving the inside of the alchemy furnace to burn blazingly. Clusters of refined objects are made of real fire.

The alchemy furnace suddenly shines brightly, like a scorching sun on earth.

The golden bile hovered above the alchemy furnace and slowly descended.

Chen Ping'an was no stranger to this. Step by step, he used the Immortal Refining Technique derived from the Immortal Praying Monument in front of the Buried River Temple to control a palm-sized jar of gold sand and sprinkle it into the alchemy furnace. The fire became even more rapid. The illumination made Chen Ping'an's whole face bright red, especially his clear eyes that had seen thousands of mountains and rivers, becoming more and more beautiful. The hands that had been used to burn porcelain and draw blanks countless times did not tremble at all. The lake in my heart was like a mirror, and there was an ancient well that never wavered.

The golden bile that was "cut out" from the heart by City God Shen Wen rose and fell in the alchemy furnace, slowly rotating and turning.

Not only the hundreds of years of faithful men and women in Caiyi Kingdom, who have been soaked in incense year after year, but also the awe-inspiring righteousness of the civil servant Shen Wen who has always maintained a true spirit after his death, and the day and night after spending time with the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain who personally carved seals. , the divine aura nurtured by it is dotted like stars in the sky at first night.

Among the many natural and earthly treasures, the sword relics of a martial saint from a martial arts temple in the capital city of Aquarius Continent and the half-foot-long thousand-year-old horn are the most difficult to refine.

Chen Ping'an's mind was at peace, and he just took every step steadily and without mistakes, and slowly refined it with the immortal formula that "all things can be refined".

The sword that had followed the martial saint throughout his military career hovered over the alchemy furnace and gradually melted. Starting from the tip of the sword, a drop of golden water melted out and fell into the Wucai Jingui stove. When it reached the back, the water droplet melted. The speed of falling is getting faster and faster, and they are connected into a line. If someone can use the method of inner vision to live in the small world of Danlu, and then look up, the string of water drops will be like a golden Tianhe waterfall, coming to the human world. .

Gold governs the lungs.

If you want to recuperate the lungs, those who practice Taoism have already figured out a rule. The three points of Qihai, Tanzhong and Feishu are crucial.

When Chen Pingan breathed, he intentionally or unintentionally used the sword energy's eighteen-stop operation method to pass the energy through these three qi mansions and three passes. Suddenly the sword energy was like a rainbow, and Chen Pingan's exposed skin undulated slightly, like The drums are beaten on the battlefield, but no sound is heard on the top of Donghua Mountain. In fact, there is a small world inside the human body. The three battlefields are full of the solemn meaning of sword energy. Just like the three huge battlefield ruins, there are still swords in them. The immortal spirits do not want to rest in peace.

The refining of more than thirty pieces of heavenly materials and earthly treasures all has a sequence. They must be put into the furnace on time at the set time, without any deviation. There must be no deviation in the size of the alchemy furnace.

As a Confucian saint sitting in the academy, Mao Xiaodong could use the pure and secret method to remind him aloud without worrying about Chen Ping'an being distracted and going crazy.

It's just that Chen Ping'an didn't give him this chance.

Chen Ping'an always concentrates and has no distractions. He uses the Immortal's Art of Refining Things to transform the heavenly and earthly treasures from real to imaginary. He uses the continued aura of the Water Mansion and the pure true energy that is reborn again and again. He carefully controls the heat of the alchemy furnace and uses the ten sword energy. Ba Ting strengthened the momentum of the "battlefield" of the three Qifu passes. Since refining this golden gallbladder involves Confucian practice, compared to the refining of ordinary Qi practitioners' natal objects, there is one more huge thing. The troublesome thing is to silently recite some words related to the Five Elements of Gold, such as those sage articles and poems with the words Xi, Qiu, and Ran. Most of them were chosen by Chen Pingan from the bamboo slips, and the other half were chosen by Mao Xiaodong. A suggestion in the study at that time.

This level, in Confucian practice, is known as "visiting and asking sages for advice using words from the bottom of your heart."

Mao Xiaodong is actually more worried about this level.

In fact, when I went to the Confucian Temple in the Capital City of the Sui Dynasty for the first time, I not only wanted to get back the dividends from the Cliff Academy, but also borrowed more ritual vessels and sacrificial vessels. The reason was that Mao Xiaodong was afraid that Chen Ping'an's refining would make mistakes here. After all, Chen Ping'an had never been exposed to the cultivation methods of the Confucian disciples of the academy, and there was no shortcut to cross the sea, so he could only make up for the rich cultural heritage contained in the artifacts of the Confucian Temple and force his way through.

But fortunately, Chen Pingan did better than the old man imagined.

This means that when Chen Pingan read, he really got into it. Scholars read the truth in the book and recognized each other, so it became the foundation of Chen Pingan's own life. Just like what Mao Xiaodong said casually on the way to the Confucian Temple with Chen Ping'an, the words in the book cannot grow on their own. Whether they can run into the stomach and fly into the heart must be "broken" by oneself. Reading The one that breaks ten thousand volumes! There are indeed many Confucian principles, but they are never a prison that restricts people. That is the fundamental reason for following one's own desires without exceeding the rules.

Mao Xiaodong was filled with emotion.

The authentic Confucian temple in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth has a secret hall of learning, which is full of articles and principles left by Confucian sages to the vast world and recognized by heaven and earth.

The characters have different sizes, and the golden light has different shades.

The golden text closest to the ground is often larger, and the radiance it emits is brighter and more pure.

There have been many founders of various schools of thought, or some rising stars who are famous all over the world. They have looked up to this place and allowed them to display their magical powers. Some of them at high places are already considered to be ten thousand and unmoving, as immovable as the five mountains in the middle of the earth. They can shake or even move many of the words in the articles that will last forever, but so far no one has been able to slightly move the golden words on the ground that are like huge corns.

Because that is the fundamental knowledge of the sages and sages.

But even so, some of the words written by the Most Holy Master and the Lisheng Saint hovering slightly higher in the Academy of Learning Hall will still have their golden light fade and dissipate on their own. In the secret history of the Confucian Temple, this is the first time that such a situation has occurred. Shocked and horrified. Even a Confucian deputy leader who was in charge of the Confucian Temple at that time had to quickly take a shower and change clothes, then go to the statues of the Holy Master and the Li Sheng to light incense respectively.

It's just that the two saints still haven't shown up.

It was at that time that a scholar who had not yet been revered as a sub-sage by the Confucian culture said, "There is no knowledge that is everlasting and there is no perfect article in the world. It is not worth making a fuss about, otherwise our descendants will have to study and do it." What does learning do?”

As a result, the Confucian Temple became very popular.

Mao Xiaodong put away his thoughts and looked at the young man sitting opposite him.

Its shape and spirit are high and clear, like a beautiful tree in the Yaolin forest, free from the natural wind and dust.

Its god, the luminous pearl, is like a pocket-sized moon that was left in the world. It was not taken back to the heaven by the gods of the Moon Palace. Countless fragments are like the bright starlight, like stars arching over the moon.

There is such a little junior brother.

As a senior brother, how can I not be honored?

This has nothing to do with high or low birth or level of cultivation.

His husband, Mao Xiaodong, is a literary sage, and his senior brothers include Qi Jingchun and others. They have also known A Liang for a long time, and he was favored by Liji Academy. He even once asked the Chinese scholar who opened the small cave in the Yellow River with a sword.

He has also had many great opportunities, traveled many paths to study, met countless distinguished people, and even had countless drinks with the ancestors of the farmers, traveling thousands of miles across mountains and rivers.

But Mao Xiaodong still felt that he was not as good as Chen Pingan.

Because he, Mao Xiaodong, missed too much and failed to catch it.

Cui Dongshan once accidentally mentioned the most dangerous part of Chen Ping's journey when he left Lizhudong Tianhou.

It wasn't a fight, but A Liang found him.

In that test that seemed to have only blessings and no risks, if Chen Ping'an changed his mind at all, he would be like Zhao Yao. Maybe in the future, like Zhao Yao, he would have his own opportunities, but Chen Ping'an would be like Zhao Yao. Ping An will definitely miss A Liang, miss Qi Jingchun, miss the biggest opportunity that Qi Jingchun helped him earn so hard, miss the old scholar, and finally miss the woman he likes. If he makes one wrong step, he will lose everything.

Mao Xiaodong had to ask at that time, "Then how did Chen Ping'an survive the danger?"

Cui Dongshan gave a very unorthodox answer at the time, "My husband knows he is stupid. Of course, he also has luck."

Mao Xiaodong still wanted to get to the bottom of it, but Cui Dongshan no longer wanted to talk anymore.

In the end, the ritual vessels that Mao Xiaodong moved from the Confucian Temple in Beijing failed to provide help in times of need, but were just the icing on the cake.

But Mao Xiaodong was certainly happier about this.

This means that the grade of the golden bile refined into the natal object will be higher.

Of course it would be inferior to the watermark, but where in the world could I find another seal carved with Qi Jingchun's own spirit?

Even Mao Xiaodong felt sorry for Chen Ping'an, who actually printed the word "山" on the side of Jiaolong Valley, otherwise it would create a big pattern of "mountains and rivers depend on each other", but it would not be possible to break through the bottleneck of the second realm in one fell swoop after the success of two natal objects. , it is so easy to reach the peak of the second level of Qi Practitioner, and the peak of the third level is certain! No matter how bad the rank of the remaining three natal items is, as long as you gather the attributes of the five elements, you will definitely break through the first big threshold for Qi practitioners and reach the middle five realms!

However, Mao Xiaodong also knew that carrying Qi Jingchun's Shanzi Seal to Daoxuan Mountain would most likely lead to big twists and turns.

These seemingly invisible trade-offs and gains and losses are probably Chen Pingan's inner "fundamental knowledge" compared to boxing, sword training and reading, or even some of the principles he has already understood.

Regarding this matter, Cui Dongshan is actually the most knowledgeable about the difference between gods and humans, the depth of their souls, and why they are human. Cui Dongshan and Cui Chan have gone very far on this subtle and profound road, and they may still be the furthest people in the world. .

It is said that before Cui Chan decided to betray the literary sage lineage, he went to the learning hall of the Chinese Confucian Temple. There, without saying a word, he read the words on the ground like golden corn. For three days and three nights, he just read. At the bottom and slightly higher, none of the text can be read.

Mao Xiaodong sighed slightly.

No matter what, being able to successfully refine this golden bile into a natal object is already an extremely good opportunity.

Don't be too high-spirited without seeking perfection.

No longer wandering thousands of miles, Mao Xiaodong poured the cultural fortunes contained in the ritual vessels into the alchemy furnace one after another, with a technique that was at its peak.

Only then did Xie Shirou see the beautiful scenery in Xie Shirou's eyes, where the time and flowing water on the top of the mountain were dyed with a layer of golden brilliance.

The alchemy furnace filled with colorful aura suddenly fell silent and the smoke disappeared.

The golden literary gall lying quietly at the bottom of the Wucai-Jingui stove turned into golden juice, and then slowly "grew" and became a scholar in a Confucian shirt with a sword on his back. He was only dressed in gold, and he jumped , came to the edge of the top of the alchemy furnace, looked up at Chen Pingan, but his face was still blurry, and it was not clear. He roughly looked like Chen Pingan. In addition to a long sword on his back, there were several books with thin gold threads around his waist. The little golden book hanging on the wall, the little man in golden Confucian shirt said in an old-fashioned way: "Read more! Besides, you said it yourself, knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements!"

Chen Pingan, who was already sweating profusely, wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said with a smile: "Let's encourage each other."

The little golden Confucian scholar turned into a rainbow and quickly entered Chen Ping's heart and acupoints. He sat cross-legged, picked up a book hanging around his waist, and started to read.

In addition, there is a golden bile suspended in the cave, which is actually one with the little man in Confucian shirt carrying a sword and hanging a book.

Mao Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, and then started to frown.

Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Is there something wrong?"

Mao Xiaodong looked solemn and asked: "I don't think it's too surprising and strange that the golden literary bile was refined into its natal object and concentrated into a scribe in Confucian robes, but why did it say that sentence?"

Chen Pingan thought carefully for a moment and said: "After I learned to read and write, I was always afraid that the truth I summarized would be wrong, so whether I faced the boy in Tsing Yi back then, or Pei Qian later, or the one who asked me those two questions Cui Dongshan is very afraid of his own cognition. In fact, it is reasonable for me, but in fact it is wrong for others. At least it is not comprehensive and high enough, so he is worried that it will mislead others."

Mao Xiaodong was relieved and smiled happily: "That's... right!"

Mao Xiaodong stood up and waved his hand to remove the saint's magical power on the top of the mountain, but the small world of the academy was still there. He warned: "I will give you a stick of incense, and then you can take out the golden jade tablet that says 'I am good at cultivating the aura of awe', and put it in Some of the remaining ritual vessels can be used to absorb the cultural fortune. Don’t worry about crossing the line and inadvertently stealing the cultural fortune and spiritual energy of Donghua Mountain. I will weigh the pros and cons. After this, you will be a serious second-level qi practitioner. ”

Chen Pingan quickly stood up and thanked him.

Mao Xiaodong waved his hand and complained: "I really don't know who you learned this politeness from, little junior brother."

Chen Ping'an joked: "Maybe it's Mr. Wen Sheng?"

Mao Xiaodong immediately put a serious face on his face and said, "Sir, you must understand your good intentions!"

Chen Pingan said awkwardly: "I was joking."

Mao Xiaodong reprimanded: "Sir, preaching is through words, teaching by example, and every detail. As a junior, how can you be careless and how can you make a joke!"

Chen Pingan could only nod.

Mao Xiaodong turned around with a smile on his face. There was no sign of anger. Junior brother, you are still young.

The long river of time on the top of the mountain slowly flows backwards. In the golden autumn, it returns to the scene of midsummer. The fallen leaves return to the branches, and the withered yellow turns to dark green.

After Mao Xiaodong left, Chen Ping'an took out the golden jade medal, held it in his hand, and began to absorb the remaining cultural fortune that had not been refined by the alchemy furnace on the top of Donghua Mountain.

A small golden stream as thick as a thumb lingers around the jade tablet, and then slowly flows into the jade tablet.

Then it flows from the jade token into the palm of Chen Ping'an's hand, and then goes to the Qi Mansion where the little man in the golden scholar's gallbladder shirt lives.

Everywhere he visited penetrated Chen Ping'an's heart.

When the golden stream of literary luck poured into the Qi Mansion, the little man in Confucian shirt immediately stopped reading, smiled from ear to ear, jumped up and danced.

This is probably the child's nature that Chen Pingan rarely had the opportunity to reveal during his growing up years.

After the stream stagnated in the cave, the golden man waded through the water and walked to the gate of the cave. He shouted and saw a fire dragon made of pure energy flying past.

It jumped up and sat on the dragon's head, shouting and drinking, swinging its feet vigorously, riding a dragon to patrol this small world of human beings.

Chen Ping'an felt a little ashamed when he saw this scene with his inner vision.

Why is "myself" so naughty?

Doesn't it feel any better than Gu Can and the boy in Tsing Yi?

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Mao Xiaodong has actually been observing here silently.

In the end, Chen Ping'an absorbed the cultural fortune of the Sui Dynasty Confucian Temple with a golden jade plaque, leaving no trace behind.

And even though the matter of refining the natal item almost depleted the accumulated spiritual energy of that water palace, and now he is a genuine spiritual practitioner, let alone Donghua Mountain's cultural fortune, it is relatively less valuable spiritual energy, even if A senior brother like him has already spoken, but he doesn't take anything away from him.

It wasn't until this moment that Mao Xiaodong felt that he roughly understood that part of his mind and why Chen Ping'an was able to survive the danger.

Self-denial.

It's that simple.

This kind of almost pedantic and rigid attitude, as a practitioner but not aware of the rules of maximizing interests, will give the smart people in the world a special reason to ridicule and ridicule.

Therefore, the truth derived from Chen Pingan will be particularly disgusting to unreasonable people.

Mao Xiaodong's heart suddenly shook.

The huge stone that was pressing down on his state of mind, which had almost cut off Mao Xiaodong's path to the fifth realm, seemed to be beginning to loosen.

The truth knows no context.

He, Mao Xiaodong, respects his master and is determined to follow him only in his life, but he does not need to be rigidly bound by sectarian opinions. He deliberately rejects the knowledge of the sage lineage for the sake of the academy's literary fortune.

There are some principles in the world that are interlinked and complementary to each other.

Mao Xiaodong sat in the study, gently took off the ruler, placed it on the desk, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

After a long time of accumulation, once you become enlightened, heaven and earth will change, and the wind and moon will shine brightly.

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Cui Dongshan sat up on the corridor of the small courtyard and said in surprise: "Mao Xiaodong, this elm knot, is going to be in harmony?"

Cui Dongshan fell backwards, moving his hands and feet wildly, like a snow-white turtle being turned over... He shouted vigorously: "Why am I still a piece of shit Yuanying? How can I live in the future? I have no face to see Mr. Come on, whoever is going to beat me to death..."

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Bee Tail Crossing.

Three old men walked side by side.

They seem to be about the same age, but in fact there is a huge gap.

The old man who was born and raised here used to come and go without wanting to show up. He was really tired of the worldly entanglements.

It's just that this time an old guy said that you are not a street rat, so why don't you hide your head and hide your tail?

So the three of them appeared on Fengweidu Street in a swaggering manner.

The old man named Liu Laocheng had already noticed some shocking sights, but pretended not to notice them. He smiled bitterly in his heart and silently led the two people around him to the ancestral house in the alley.

Liu Laocheng wants you to know the identities of the two people around him, and you will probably be scared to death.

Except for him, Liu Laocheng, whose ancestral home is at the border of Qingluan, Qingshan, and Yunxiao, is Fengweidu. He eventually became the only person still alive in Aquarius Continent, and he reached the upper five realms as a mountain and wild cultivator.

The other two, one is the old leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang, Gao Mian. A famous monk from Aquarius Continent who fell from Yu Pu Realm back to Nascent Soul Realm twice for the sake of loyalty.

He and Liu Laocheng are close friends, so this time Liu Laocheng went to fight for the fragments of the glazed golden body after Du Mao failed to ascend, and specially called Gao Mian.

Gao Mian is short in stature, wearing linen clothes, full of gangsterism, and looks fierce. Compared with Liu Laocheng, he looks more like a wild cultivator who robs homes and houses.

As for the last old monk from another continent wearing robes, it is estimated that if Liu Laocheng and Gao Mian did not help prove it, no one would believe him even if he shouted his name at the top of his voice.

His surname is Xun and his name is Yuan.

The old sect leader of Yugui Sect, the first person in Tongyezhou Immortal Realm.

Jiang Shangzhen, the head of the Jiang family in Yunku Blessed Land, was such a domineering monk. When he met the sect leader Xun Yuan, he still wanted to behave with his tail between his legs... To be precise, he wanted to be a Jade Pure Realm deity.

When they arrived at the end of the alley where Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger were located, Gao Mian asked in a loud voice: "Old Liu, when will that boy Jiang Yun come to our gang to be a worshiper? He is so handsome, I guess he will be able to trick many fairies into coming. I am a guest at the top of the mountain."

Liu Laocheng said helplessly: "My disciple went to stay with the Shenquan Gang, just to let you have a good time and see more fairies? How can I talk to Jiang Yun about such a shabby thing? Otherwise, you can use my face. ?”

Gao Mian strode across the threshold and said, "Just pretend to be right with me. When we traveled together in the world, you learned that side secret technique. What do you want? In addition to stealing magic weapons, you also stole from many fairies..."

Liu Laocheng covered Gao Mian's mouth and said angrily: "Who hasn't had a ridiculous period of young and romantic years, talking about all this without fear of disgusting Senior Xun?"

Xun Yuan smiled and said: "Where is it?"

Gao Mian sat in the courtyard and waved his hand, "Old Liu, go buy a few jars of the most authentic Shuijing Immortal Brew. Jiang Yun will definitely drink it at home, without even thinking about it."

Liu Laocheng said goodbye to Xun Yuan and left the yard to buy wine.

When I came back, I saw two guys admiring the water-flower mirror moon on many small and medium-sized hills in Aquarius Continent. It was a picture scroll. Gao Mian had prepared a lot of immortal money. The old immortal Xun Yuan There are more on the table in front of me.

Liu Laocheng was really not interested in these things, but when he handed Xun Yuan a pot of Shuijing Xianren brew, he said politely: "The old man is really elegant."

Xun Yuan smiled and nodded.

On the scroll, there is a "fairy" who is burning incense and painting. She has a graceful figure and deliberately chose a slightly tight dress. Since the scene in the scroll can be turned around by the viewer, the fairy's sitting posture and even the size of the embroidery stool are very particular, and her plump figure is clearly exposed.

Gao Mian glanced sideways at Xun Yuan, who was sitting upright, and sneered. He stretched out his hand to rotate the scroll a little, and immediately there was a moving scroll looking at the mountain from the side. He moved his fingers slightly, and the woman in the scroll suddenly expanded a bit, and the surrounding scene appeared. Then he exited the picture scroll.

Gao Mian did not forget to sneer: "Why are you pretending to be serious?"

Xun Yuan smiled shyly, as if he didn't dare to talk back.

Liu Laocheng drank by himself, feeling helpless.

It is said that two people from two different continents did not know each other at the beginning. In the rivers and lakes of Aquarius Continent, Gao Mian, nicknamed Jade Faced Little Langjun and alias Wu Shijing, and the real He is an old leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang. He is consistent in his words and deeds and has a hot temper. He likes to scold people often, scolding those pretentious and snobbish fairies. The worst thing is that they will flatter and openly flirt with one or two enemies. Pretty, completely ignoring the other onlookers. As for Xun Yuan, who calls himself Yi Chi Qiang, he has been silently spending money on the gods, and he won't say anything when he sees someone he doesn't like.

It's just that the two people spent more money and became more and more famous. The last time they had a dispute was about who was the number one fairy in Aquarius Continent, Shen Gaozong He Xiaoliang and Zhengyangshan Su Jia. During the dispute, the two of them had a "big fight". Every time they said something, they threw a lot of Xiaoshu money. It was amazing. For a while, people were guessing which ancestors of the sect these two were. They took such action. He is generous and spends his money like snow, but there has never been any scandal about him with the fairies.

Many female monks from small hills, in order to attract business for their masters, do not hesitate or are forced to let side qi practitioners who are good at bone-touching techniques change their innate appearance and body posture. As for whether this will affect their destiny and ruin their spiritual practice. , No matter, I really don’t care and let those monks who are skilled in this way use the knife on their faces. The young man with a beautiful face and Yi Chi Qiang met by chance again. At that time, many sharp-eyed onlookers spotted a fairy from a certain third-rate fairy sect. His face changed greatly. For a time, they were ridiculed, sarcastic, and made strange remarks.

The fairy was so ashamed and angry, but she didn't dare to say anything back. She just apologized and kept apologizing.

As a result, there will be more and more ridicule and abuse, and it will be unscrupulous.

Unexpectedly, the young man with a beautiful face suddenly spent money, spoke up, spoke uprightly, and cursed the onlookers. Yi Chi Gun followed suit. For the first time, the two mortal enemies faced the same enemy.

In the end, after the young man threw away the fairy money, he continued to scold, "It's not easy to make money, it's not easy to practice cultivation. Is this little girl going to have a dispute with you, or is she going to kill your whole family? Do you have to abuse me with such endless words?" These little bastards should never have been born to your parents in the first place. If I had that great supernatural power, I would go up the river of time and smash the bed with my slap when they were fighting on your parents' bed."

In the end, Xiao Langjun said to Yi Chi Qiang, "You are quite capable, but your taste is a bit poor. You actually like He Xiaoliang more than Su Jia. At first glance, you are a practitioner with no future."

After that, Yi Chi Qiang became the "follower" of the jade-faced young man. As long as they bumped into each other, Yi Chi Qiang was always in trouble.

Before Gao Mian and Xun Yuan spent money, someone had already begun to tease the fairy with words. In the mirror, no one knew who the onlookers were, and they were often unscrupulous. They were used to walking down the three paths, and there were often people While admiring the scrolls and water bowls, there were several popular erotic novels on hand.

Probably because of the disaster, the maid who was standing aside grinding the fairy was also implicated.

The maid's name is Shi Qiu, and she is a new registered disciple of this mountain sect. Whenever the master shows up, she will occasionally appear in the scroll, either serving tea or water or delivering things, doing trivial tasks like serving people.

In fact, her figure is even better than that of the fairy, but practicing on the mountain always relies on talent and realm to determine identity.

For these things, Gao Mian and Xun Yuan are old people and are used to it. Generally speaking, as long as it is not too excessive, they will not say anything.

However, the maid named Shi Qiu was probably not used to the unbearable humiliation yet. Her eyes were red and she was biting her lip.

Misfortunes never come singly. From this angle of the scroll, Gao Mian happened to see the fairy under the table, who was probably annoyed that the maid was ruining the scenery. He quickly stepped on the instep of the maid next to him.

Gao Mian was about to start throwing the fairy money, but after seeing this, he threw a handful of snow money back into the money pile.

Picking up the jug and taking a sip of wine, Gao Mian coldly snorted: "It's this kind of woman again who has wasted the bookishness she brought to the mountains from a wealthy family in the world."

Xun Yuan smiled slightly.

Gao Mian felt a little disappointed and just drank.

Liu Laocheng reminded: "Lao Gao, please take it easy. You haven't drank. You belong to Aquarius Continent. If you drink, the entire Aquarius Continent belongs to you. This is my ancestral home. I can't bear your drunken madness!"

Gao Mian snorted coldly and suddenly asked: "Xiao Feisheng, what do you think of the name Invincible Divine Fist Gang?"

Xun Yuan kept his eyes fixed on the scroll and said without hesitation: "Strong, invincible, and domineering, he stands out among others in Aquarius Continent. He is unique!"

Gao Mian nodded, "I guess you are wise enough to tell me the truth from your heart."

Liu Laocheng endured it, but still couldn't bear it anymore, and said to Xun Yuan: "Senior Xun, what are you trying to do? For other matters, just leave it to this old man. The bullshit gang name he chose has hurt the disciples of the mountain sect." None of them can hold their heads up, Senior Xun, you still want to praise you so much against your will, I, Xu Laocheng... I really can’t stand it!"

Xu Laocheng, the number one wild cultivator in Aquarius Continent, is a Jade Pu Realm monk who fights his way through the wild cultivators in the mountains. He has seen many strange people and things.

But Xun Yuan and Gao Mian, the leader of the Tongyezhou Immortal Master in the Immortal Realm, and the ancestor of the Aquarius Continent Sect who has fallen back to the Nascent Soul Realm. If they say they feel like old friends at first sight, it is actually a rare thing. Poor, regardless of the disparity in background between the two mountain gates, Liu Laocheng could barely understand. But Xun Yuan, are you so supportive of Gao Mian, a rough old man who is illiterate?

At first, Xu Laocheng was afraid that Xun Yuan had an agenda, but Xun Yuan did not hesitate to confront the Taoist Heavenly Lord Qi Zhen, and "Xiao Feisheng" went to Tianmu to discuss the ownership of the broken cave sky with the saint in charge, plus the following three When people had nothing to do, they traveled together. Even a cautious person like Liu Laocheng had to admit that Xun Yuan was flirting with Gao Mian, and Gao Mian was flirting with Xun Yuan.

Both of them turned out to be...sincere.

Xun Yuan smiled at Liu Laocheng and said, "I really think the name of the sect, Invincible Divine Fist Gang, is particularly good."

Liu Laocheng sighed, cupped his fists and smiled bitterly: "I admire you."

Gao Mian said: "Liu Laocheng, you are better than Xiao Feisheng in other places, but in terms of aesthetics, you are not as good as Xiao Feisheng."

Xun Yuan patted his knee, "Yes, yes, Xiao Langjun's words made me open up. I originally couldn't understand why I have been so lonely on the road of cultivation. Xiao Langjun has been alone today." My words reveal mysteries, and it is precisely because of my aesthetic taste that I am so high-spirited! If I hadn’t met the young man..."

Gao Mian slapped the table, "You want to talk nonsense? In the Invincible God Fist Gang, I've already heard it and my ears are getting calluses!"

Xun Yuan had no choice but to shut up.

There was no other mirror, flower, water, and moon to watch today, so Gao Mian deliberately withdrew his spiritual power, got very drunk, and went to bed.

Xun Yuan then dared to throw a few Xiaoshu coins into the scroll and spoke, saying that if the girl Shi Qiu could appear alone in the scroll in the future, he would be willing to support her again and again.

Then Xun Yuan put away the scroll.

There are so many joys and sorrows in the world, but Xun Yuan did not want to get involved in the mud of the secular world for these, and he would just stop everything.

Liu Laocheng hesitated for a long time before he knew: "Senior Xun, as a friend of Gao Mian, I, Liu Laocheng, would like to take the liberty to ask, as the leader of the Yugui Sect, does the senior really have no plans for Gao Mian?"

Xun Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's true that it has never happened. I'm just thinking about it. I just want to come to your Aquarius Island to walk around. It just so happens that you only have one friend here, Gao Mian. If you don't look for him, who can you look for?"

Liu Laocheng nodded.

Xun Yuan continued: "However, there is still a bit of selfishness. If a Qi practitioner wants to reach the upper five realms, he seeks the word "harmony with the Tao", so as to break the inner demons of the Tao that are one foot higher than the devil's. How should I put it? This is equivalent to borrowing something from God, and you have to pay it back during the period of the Immortal Realm. And if the Immortal Realm wants to make further progress, it is nothing more than cultivating the Tao and seeking truth, and it only falls on this word "True".

Liu Laocheng stood up and said respectfully: "I've been taught."

Xun Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's such a cliche. You, Liu Laocheng, are extremely talented. What can you teach? What can I teach you?"

Liu Laocheng sat back down with a smile, "If it weren't for Gao Mian, I believe I would never have the chance to sit and drink with Senior Xun in my life?"

Xun Yuan nodded and said: "Because we will never be of the same mind. However, it does not prevent us from getting in touch. I recognize you, Liu Laocheng."

Liu Laocheng said: "This junior is so lucky!"

Xun Yuan suddenly said: "I plan to build the next sect of Yugui Sect in Aquarius Continent within the next hundred years, with Jiang Shangzhen as the first sect leader. Are you willing to serve as the chief worshipper?"

Liu Laocheng was shocked and said, "Does Gao Mian know about this?"

Xun Yuan shook his head and said: "I didn't tell him because I regard him as a true friend, not you Liu Laocheng, so we can talk about this."

Liu Laocheng began to weigh.

Xun Yuan smiled and said: "Before I leave Fengweidu, just give me a definite answer. Don't worry, I won't force anyone to do anything. Besides, your cost, Mr. Liu, is really not small."

Liu Laocheng nodded, "Let me think about it."

Even if Xun Yuan was an immortal with great magic, he would not know about his little move.

The young maid named Shi Qiu was told clearly at the mountain gate that she could "paint" on her own and would receive a share of the fairy money. After being slapped and scolded countless times, Shi Qiu said nothing. After the fairy vented her anger, she turned and left. After walking far away, she dared to wipe the bloodshot corners of her mouth and returned to the narrow room. She closed the door, knelt down, carefully took out the brocade bag, and held it in her hand. She covered her mouth with one hand, and sobs leaked out from between her fingers.

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In the Qingluan Kingdom, the old servant Liu Jingting suddenly became infamous from a scholarly leader and gentle patriarch, and became a joke among the government and the public.

Even the traffickers and lackeys began to talk about the wife's erotic stories with gusto.

The Lion Garden always closed its doors to thank guests, and Liu Jingting never said a word to the outside world.

With Li Baozhen's success, those in Nandu lost a nominal "literary leader" and had to find someone else, a local leader in the Qingluan country's literary circles who could convince the public and unite people's hearts. However, Liu Jingting's experience made many people who were ready to move The scholar, a great scholar, was worried. The major wealthy families who migrated to Qingluan Kingdom had no choice but to take a step back and hope to find a leader from within. However, the situation became complicated. Many of the wealthy family heads were as famous as Liu Jingting, but Since we are all foreigners and we are all dragons crossing the river, who really wants to be a dwarf? Who doesn’t worry that the person who was elected will secretly seek public benefit for personal gain behind everyone’s back?

For a time, the local scholars in Qingluan Kingdom were in chaos, and the foreign families behind the scenes who originally wanted to support Liu Jingting as a puppet to check and balance the Tang emperor of Qingluan Kingdom were also unstoppable.

Li Baozhen went to the county government office to visit Liu Qingfeng that day. The two of them took a walk in the dusk. Li Baozhen smiled and said to the leaderless scholars who were running south, "It will take three years for the scholars to rebel."

Liu Qingfeng smiled and nodded.

Li Baozhen had a thick smile on his face.

The heart is cold.

After Liu Qingfeng left that night, Li Baozhen quickly checked and filled in the gaps in Liu Qingfeng's "Three Planes", greatly improving the pen-knife plan.

At that time, all the idiots and idiots in the hall admired Li Baozhen endlessly and complimented him constantly, but some of them were sincere.

But Li Baozhen felt increasingly cold all over his body.

Because Li Baozhen was smart enough, he knew that those small flaws were exactly the leftovers Liu Qingfeng deliberately left for him.

It gave him room to take the opportunity to establish his prestige.

This is Liu Qingfeng's speechless way of being a human being.

When Li Baozhen left the Yamen office, he couldn't help but look back at the Yamen archway and murmured with a smile: "Fortunately, practicing in Gongmen can't create any immortal way."

When I think of the subordinate servants who originally admired and admired Magistrate Liu from the bottom of their hearts, each of them has become complicated and alienated, and some even cannot hide their pity.

Li Baozhen became a little happy, walked out of the office quickly with a little brisk pace.

Liu Qingfeng returned to his residence and while looking through the files carefully, he suddenly remembered that Secretary Da Liwu whose real name was Wang Yifu outside the door. In the past, he was the number one general of the Lu family in the northernmost part of Aquarius Continent. He was about to become the person in charge of the security of a county. , the county captain who captured the bandits. Do you think that those talented people who can serve as the pillars of the Dali Temple can be used as county captains for Qingluan Elementary School?

Magistrate Liu then laughed.