Sword of Coming

There was a lot of noise on the other side of the Dragon Palace Dongtian City Gate, because after a young man and woman entered the city, the gate was closed here.

Even the janitor cultivator of the Water Dragon Sect, who practices the water method, can't find the golden rays of light flashing from the many plaques, falling to the ground, gathering like fireflies, and forming a young man with a high crown, striding forward After entering the city gate, the city gate was closed, and the Water Dragon Sect monks guarding the city gate were a little at a loss. This was a strange phenomenon that had never happened in a thousand years, so they immediately sent a message to the Northern Sect Patriarch Hall with their swords.

Not long after Chen Ping walked down the white jade steps, this young man appeared next to Li Liu, prostrated himself on the ground according to the ancient etiquette, the words in his mouth were even more obscure, and his voice was extremely hoarse and old, which did not match his face.

Li Liu just sat there, looking at the figure descending the mountain, probably disliking the young man in front of him for being an eyesore, so he stretched out his palm and waved lightly, moving the young man who had just got up one foot.

The young man stood up straight and was not at all angry at being so slighted and neglected. He just glanced back at the small figure who was about to approach the city gate, and said softly, "It's not easy for the Dao to be close to the water."

He didn't dare to spy on the white jade steps without authorization, so he regarded the young swordsman in green shirt as one of her pawns.

Li Liu looked indifferent, and said slowly: "Li Yuan, the third temple of Jidu, the incense of your middle temple has always been far inferior to the upper temple of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty."

The weird boy named Li Yuan said guiltily, "If you have a heavy trust, you deserve death."

There used to be three shrines in Jidu, which runs across the east and west of Luzhou in Beiju. The lower shrine has long been broken and disappeared, the middle shrine was refined into the Water Dragon Sect Patriarch Hall, and the upper shrine was controlled by the Yang family of Yunxiao Palace of the Chongxuan Administration.

Li Liu once met Yang Ningzhen in the Ghost Valley of the Bone Beach, and said something that Yang Ning really couldn't believe, but also had to believe. Just as a pure martial artist and a pseudonym, he was among the top ten young people in Beiju Luzhou. However, in the battle at Baojing Mountain, Yang Ningzhen could not say that he could not fight back against Li Liu, who had not set foot on the road of cultivation for a few years. Power, but confronting her, there is no chance of winning.

Li Liu asked: "Is there a heavy trust? Is it a big thing for you to stare at the incense in this small temple?"

Li Yuan was speechless.

A pair of golden eyes are a little sad, and they look more and more old.

This young god with a vicissitudes and a sense of decay is one of the only two water masters left in Jidu. He is so old that even the founder of the Water Dragon Sect can't compare with him.

In Haoran Tianxia, ​​Shuizheng is an ancient official position that has not been completely lost but is not well-known. He is often the person in charge of incense in Dadu Temple. The Chinese Temple of Confucianism will not pay too much attention to it, and more will let it fend for itself. Therefore, for every golden statue in the world that decays and collapses, there will be one less Shuizheng in the world.

This kind of existence is neither controlled by the secular dynasty nor has too many intersections with the immortal sect.

However, in Qingming Tianxia, ​​where Taoism sits, Shuizheng is an important deity who is extremely prominent and has an orderly inheritance. The Five Sacred Gods of the dynasty are hard to match.

The Water Dragon Sect seems to have refined the Jidu Temple, and then used it to make a fortune, as the basis for standing up, resisting many domineering sword cultivators in Beiju Luzhou, but in fact there are many inside stories.

Facing this extremely honorable woman, Li Yuan was like a low-level clerk at the bottom of the imperial court, who was lucky enough to meet a central heavenly official, how could he be disrespectful and careful.

To be reprimanded face to face is considered a great grace.

In such a large Water Dragon Sect, apart from him, Li Yuan, the little Shuizheng, the only one who knows her true identity is the Sect Master of the Water Dragon Sect passed down by word of mouth.

The Chilong Jade Tablet looks like it was issued by the Water Dragon Sect to the Patriarch's Hall for enshrining, heirs, and guests, but it is actually the ancestor of all later generations of jade tablets, all of which were meticulously imitated by imitating the jade tablet in her hand. The Water Dragon Sect monks at the city gate couldn't tell the difference between the two, but he, Li Yuan, could see it clearly, so even if the woman's face changed, and her identity changed in this life, Li Yuan still rushed over quickly.

Li Liu suddenly laughed.

The fellow countryman who had never met in the Lizhu Cave in the early years and was speechless, in fact, the moment Li Yuan appeared in the water, he had already noticed the signs, but he didn't turn his head to look at it all the time, and just went down the mountain silently.

As a result, Li Yuan didn't know what to do, so he didn't open the restriction immediately, so he could only stay at the gate of the city.

Li Liu thought for a while, "Alright, let Mr. Chen stay here for a few days, so that he can calm his mind."

This was the first time that Li Liu looked at Li Yuan squarely, "Li Yuan, is there a place with strong spiritual energy and relatively quiet inside? If there is, I will take it out to entertain distinguished guests. If there is no place, I will make it available."

Li Yuan nodded and said, "Yes."

If you don't have it, you have to have it.

A person she calls "Mr." Li Yuan is the gatekeeper of the Dragon Palace Cave and also serves as the incense envoy of the Jidu Middle Temple. If he is not worried about making too much noise, he will drive people to clear the place.

Do you care if the Water Dragon Sect will hold the Yulu Dojo and the Water Official Ceremony? Will it make the earth immortals who practiced in Xiaodongtian furious?

Li Liu said: "Water Dragon Sect, don't let it out, just say that the heir of an old friend came to visit. If you have a better explanation, you can figure it out. In short, don't let people disturb Mr. Chen's clean here. build."

Li Yuan clasped his fists together and said, "Please obey the law!"

Li Liu stood up, stepped out, came to the gate of the city, and said, "Mr. Chen, it is a pity to pass one of the thirty-six small caves. I have stocked up a lot, especially the water-loving and near-wood species. Although the price is expensive, the quality is not bad. If Mr. Chen is interested, with this jade token, he can get credit with the Water Dragon Sect for less than a hundred Grain Rain coins. One Jiazi."

Li Liu didn't tell the truth.

Credit?

This Dragon Palace Dongtian, which helped the Water Dragon Sect, the Yang family of the Chongxuan Department, and the duckweed Jianhu earn a lot of money, was formerly one of her summer resorts. How clever the patriarch's refining method is, how can the painstakingly managed landscape formation be able to resist the attack of the sword fairy, what's the point on Li Liu's side? What's more, how did the founder of the Water Dragon Sect step into the road of cultivation from a blunt ordinary master back then, and what kind of chance and coincidence later, he climbed to the sky step by step. After that, the suzerains of the past dynasties will have no points in their hearts?

So who is on credit with whom? It goes without saying.

Chen Ping'an is now terrified when he hears the word "Gu Yu Qian".

Li Liu took off the jade plaque in no hurry, and said: "As long as Mr. Chen is calm, no matter how far he walks, he is still hitting a wall."

Chen Pingan nodded, "Okay, then please trouble Miss Li."

Li Liu shook his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you don't need to be polite. Li Huai has been thinking about Mr. Chen for many years. Every time there is a letter exchange between the Cliff Academy and Lion Peak, Li Huai will mention Mr. Chen. This kind of preaching and protection is very important. Li Liu will never forget the kindness."

Chen Ping said helplessly, "Miss Li is much more polite than me."

This is the truth, taking care of Li Huai to go to the Great Sui Academy was just fulfilling the promise, not to mention that Li Huai along the way, apart from being a little mischievous, did not make Chen Pingan work hard.

Of course, Li Huai's mouth when he was a child was really smeared with honey and arsenic, especially Wo Liheng's ability is the best in the world, but he is still a kind-hearted child after all, he can't remember grudges, and he can miss others good.

Chen Ping looked up, and there was no trace of the weird boy.

Li Liu explained: "That man is a local gatekeeper."

Chen Pingan asked: "Similar to Zheng Dafeng?"

Li Liu smiled and said, "The responsibilities are pretty similar, but compared to Uncle Zheng, they are different."

Back then, when his younger brother Li Huai was still a child, Zheng Dafeng would often run to Yang's shop with Li Huai on his back.

Li Huai yelled that he couldn't hold it anymore, Zheng Dafeng ran like the wind, and hurriedly said that he was a hero, so he held it in for a while, and then released the water in the backyard of the shop.

Anyway, no matter whether Li Huai couldn't hold back or not, in the end, every adult and child would go to the New Year's Eve shop selling cakes in Qilong Lane.

In the long years, Li Liu has seen many people who practiced the Tao in a peaceful way.

Only in this life in Lizhu Cave, I have met many "real people" who have nothing to do with the realm. The small place has a big style, even Li Liu has to miss it from time to time.

The two walked side by side and climbed up again.

It seems that after talking about the business, there is nothing to say deliberately.

Chen Pingan was thinking too much, so he was not easy to speak. He was worried that an accident would bring unnecessary trouble to Li Liu.

Li Liu never thinks very much, and doesn't care about everything.

In the Patriarch Hall of the Water Dragon Sect in the north of Jidu, after receiving the message from the flying sword at the gate of the Dragon Palace, most of the sixteen chairs were already occupied. Among those who came to discuss urgent matters, except for one Nascent Soul who had been in seclusion for many years, the rest were not left behind.

In the ancestral hall, there is Sun Jie, the preacher of the Jindan monk Baibi and the current patriarch of the Water Dragon Sect.

There is also Wu Lingting, the mentor of Zhan Qing, the young master of Beiting Kingdom, but he is enshrined as a nascent soul with inexperienced qualifications.

Wu Lingting has been in an extremely bad mood lately. The only disciple Zhan Qing has disappeared out of thin air. It is simply absurd to see people alive and dead.

If it wasn't for Huan Yun, the real person from the Fulu sect with a good reputation on the mountain, who helped the little girl Bai Bi to prove the cause of the incident, Zhan Qing's inexplicable life and death, and it is true that Bai Bi was not directly involved with her. Ask Master Sun Jiexing directly. So at this moment Wu Lingting was holding back his anger and his face was extremely ugly. Zhan Qing is his extremely valued disciple. Shan Ze Yexiu, especially Earth Immortal Yexiu, accepts the direct lineage, which is actually more meaningful than the genealogy of immortal masters accepting apprentices. In exchange for the inheritance of incense.

After all, it is not uncommon for wild cultivators to harm wild cultivators, even if masters kill disciples, and apprentices kill masters. On the other hand, there are almost no immortal masters who own an ancestral hall, and almost no one dares to risk the disgrace of the world.

The Dragon Palace Cave Gate closed by itself.

This is of course no small matter.

Suzerain Sun Jie immediately summoned all the members of the Patriarch Hall.

Back then, the Sword Immortal hibernated for many years, stole the treasure of the cave, and successfully escaped from the cave of the Dragon Palace. From the theft of the Zhenzong's treasure to its recapture, the process was not without tragedy.

There are more than a dozen seats in the Patriarch Hall of the Water Dragon Sect, except for the left one which has always been seated by the patriarchs of the past dynasties, and the right one, which is almost never seen by anyone.

This rule has been passed down for as many years as the Water Dragon Sect Patriarchal Hall was established, and it cannot be shaken.

When any priest or guest of the Water Dragon Sect asked about this matter, the monks of the Water Dragon Sect would keep it secret.

The situation is simple.

Sun Jie made it clear in a few words.

But in the Patriarch Hall, everyone looked dignified.

First, a strange woman showed a jade plaque and entered the city and climbed the white jade steps. Then the city gate was closed, and the world was cut off. The monks tried to check it, but it was fruitless.

Shao Jingzhi, the female cultivator of the Jade Realm from the Southern Sect of the Water Dragon Sect, looked like a young woman, with a graceful demeanor, and said slowly, "Sect Master, why don't I go to the sea of ​​clouds at the Dongtian Ferry right away, and wait for the rabbit?"

Sun Jie frowned and said, "Besides that, what we really need to worry about now is whether or not the entire cave should be under martial law. Once martial law is chosen, people's hearts will inevitably fluctuate, which will affect this year's Jinlu Daochang and the subsequent Shuiguan Jiecuo Dharma Conference. Our Dragon Palace Dongtian has always been known for its stability. This time there are two grand events in succession, not to mention the participation of our friends on the mountain of the Water Dragon Sect, as well as the participation of many emperors and generals including the Dayuan Dynasty. Xuan Shu and Duckweed Jianhu seized the handle."

Wu Lingting sneered and said: "These short-lived ghosts at the bottom of the mountain, who are well-clothed and well-fed, are not very capable, but they are more tender and tender than the other."

An old woman leaning on a crutch with a dragon's head in both hands, her eyes closed, and she looked like she was dozing half-dead. She was sitting next to Shao Jingzhi. , said hoarsely: "Nephew Sun, let me see, just let Jingzhi take the treasure of Zhenshan, if the unruly person is killed and killed, I don't believe it. In our Dragon Palace Cave, who can make a big deal The waves come."

Sitting opposite Wu Lingting, he had some admiration for this wife and aunt, who was in the same Nascent Soul Realm as him, but he was not pleasing to anyone in the Water Dragon School.

Relying on his high seniority, he is close to the patriarch Sun Jie and his grand nephew, and to Shao Jingzhi, who belongs to his Southern sect, he is intimate just by address.

Thanks to Sun Jie's generosity, if he came to Wuling Pavilion to sit on the top spot of the Water Dragon Sect, he would have beaten the old face of that wife and aunt to pieces.

Just when Sun Jie was about to speak, dots of golden light emerged from the opposite chair, and finally gathered together to form a young man with a young face but a haggard spirit.

It is Ji Dushui and Li Yuan.

Li Yuan bowed to Sun Jie, there are still the rules that should be followed.

Sun Jie also stood up and returned the gift, but did not reveal the identity of the other party.

The old woman suddenly opened her eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Li Lang? But Li Lang?"

Li Yuan was a little sad, he glanced at the white-haired old woman, but he said nothing.

The old woman's eyes turned red, and she no longer leaned on the crutch with the dragon's head in both hands. She gently leaned the crutch against the chair, put her hands on her knees, stroked her dress, looked down, looked at her withered fingers, and whispered: : "Li Lang is still handsome, but it's a pity that I'm old, too old. When I don't see him, I look forward to it, making people look forward to it. When I see you, I know that it's better not to see."

Wu Lingting looked playful.

What the hell.

A handsome young man and an old-fashioned wife and aunt, did the two have a relationship in their early years?

That's a really old story.

This is the interesting thing on the mountain, and strange things are never strange. As long as practitioners have the spare time to join in the fun, there will be excitement everywhere.

Li Yuan and Sun Jie came straight to the point with his heartfelt voice: "Sovereign, it was my old friend's descendants who came to visit, and the jade medal was also given by me in the early years. It was my fault for the Water Dragon Sect to mobilize the crowd to gather in the Patriarch Hall, and I would like to be punished by the Water Dragon Sect's ancestral law."

Sun Jie replied with a smile: "Master Shuizheng is serious. Since it is the son of an old man who visits Dongtian, it is a good thing for Li Shuizheng, and it is also a good thing for our Water Dragon Sect. Two distinguished guests, why don't you go to the cave where I am?" Stay in a mansion in the city?"

Li Yuan smiled and said: "Don't bother the suzerain, I will take them to Fushui Island."

Sun Jie nodded and said: "If there is any need later, Master Shuizheng just ask."

Li Yuan stood up, cupped his fists and apologized to everyone in the Patriarch Hall: "I have caused you fellow Taoists to go through this, and disturbed your practice, and I will definitely make up for it in the future."

After Li Yuan finished speaking, it turned into grains of golden light, and his body disappeared in an instant.

Being able to go back and forth in the Patriarch Hall of a sect like this.

It is a kind of mountain dew in itself.

Because in the ancestral hall of the fairy family on the mountain in the world, any priest or guest minister needs to walk in and out of the gate, just like ordinary people entering and leaving the ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain.

Coupled with the position of the other party's seat, and the gaffe of the old Nanzong woman, everyone including Shao Jingzhi knew the seriousness.

So Dang Sun Jie said with a smile: "It's a false alarm, it can be over."

No one showed any complaints.

God knows if that "boy" who appears and disappears has a vengeful temper?

Any seemingly amiable old man of Patriarch Hall is often more difficult to deal with.

Sun Jie was the last one to walk out of the ancestral hall, while Shao Jingzhi waited quietly outside the door.

Sun Jie smiled and said after everyone had traveled far away, "You guessed it right, it's Jidu Xianghuo Shuizheng Li Yuan, the best friend of our founder of the Water Dragon Sect."

Shao Jingzhi looked gloomy.

To put it bluntly, behind here, where is the Ancestral Hall of the Water Dragon Sect? All the monks with seats seem to be beautiful, but in fact, together with her and the suzerain Sun Jie, they are all in an embarrassing situation under the fence!

Sun Jie said seemingly casually: "Drink water and think of the source."

Shao Jingzhi's face froze and he nodded.

Sun Jie said with a smile: "It's not easy to start a mountain, and it's also difficult to keep a business. Jingzhi, I don't care about some things, and I don't care about them. Anyway, the fat and water don't flow to outsiders, but once someone does something out of line, although I, Sun Jie The Sect Master of the Shuilong Sect who is said to be the most incompetent, but no longer promising, at least he is still the Sect Master who overthrew the family law of his ancestors, so he still has to bite the bullet and manage it."

Shao Jingzhi's face became more and more ugly, Yufeng went away, crossed the Dadu water, and returned directly to the south bank.

Sun Jie clearly used Najidu to beat her, Shao Jingzhi and the whole Nanzong.

Sun Jie didn't cast any spells, but closed the gate of the Patriarch Hall with his hand, and walked down the mountain slowly.

There are so many things in a sect.

A rare moment of leisure.

For example, Wu Lingting was quite resentful before, so Sun Jie promised that Wu Lingting would be the first to accept registered disciples in the next three selections for the Patriarch Hall.

Wu Lingting also made people feel uneasy, so he asked directly, what should he say if he just happened to like the good seedling Shao Jingzhi was secretly looking for?

Sun Jie replied to the wild cultivator with "The Southern School is also the Water Dragon School".

Only then did Wu Lingting feel a little satisfied.

But in fact, promises are easy to say, but not easy to do. If one is not careful, there will be a conflict with Shao Jingzhi's Nanzong, which will lead to estrangement between the two parties.

The formation of the North-South confrontation pattern of the Water Dragon Sect did not happen overnight, and there were advantages and disadvantages. The suzerains of the past dynasties both suppressed and guided, not all hidden dangers, but many disciples of the Northern Sect took it for granted that it was due to the lack of majesty of the suzerain Sun Jie. Only then did the Nanzong in the south of Dadu grow stronger.

So Sun Jie reminded Shao Jingzhi today.

Li Yuan was hiding in the sea of ​​clouds above the cave sky, sitting cross-legged, overlooking the green snails on the jasper plate.

The years of living in the mountains are close to the clouds and water, and the kung fu of the fingers is hundreds of thousands of years.

A white-haired old woman who was famous for her perverse temperament in the Water Dragon Sect stood on the top of her own mountain, looking up at the sea of ​​clouds, dazed in a daze, with a gentle expression, wondering what this elderly woman on the mountain was looking at.

Li Yuan didn't look at her.

I just vaguely remembered that many, many years ago, there was a lonely and introverted little girl who was not cute at all, and liked to walk on the water waves alone at night, carrying a lot of stones in her pocket, smashing the moon in the water again and again.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked, the gate of the city had been opened, and finally another tourist walked up the white jade steps.

After walking the 9,999 steps, Chen Pingan and Li Liu climbed to the top. It is a high white jade platform covering an area of ​​more than ten mu. The white jade dragon biscuit is just very different from the auspicious atmosphere of the world's dragon biscuits. The twelve sitting dragons engraved on the ground are all bound by iron chains and have knives nailed into their bodies. The dragons seem to be struggling in pain.

Chen Ping cautiously walked between the lines of sitting dragons, but Li Liu didn't hesitate at all, stepped on the bodies and heads of those dragons, and said with a smile: "These under Mr. Chen's feet are all prisoners and criminals of the old Huangli, and they are no longer orthodox. With the body of a real dragon, there is no taboo for us to walk."

In ancient times, the real dragon was in charge of spreading clouds and rain all over the world. With this, he could accumulate merits and get orderly first-level seal rewards. Of course, he would also be punished for dereliction of duty. Broken dragon claws and heads, detaining the real soul, or dereliction of duty, being punished by beheading for crimes, being thrown directly into the water, or being deprived of identity for crimes that do not deserve death, and the blood soaked the mountains and rivers, and so on. The emergence of the true dragon descendants.

Chen Ping asked softly: "Are they still alive?"

Li Liu said: "Most of them can't withstand the scouring of the long river of time. They are dead, and there are a few dying. The dragon wall on the ground is not only their cage, but also a kind of shelter. Once the cave is broken, they will not escape death. So they are water dragons. The Dharma protectors of Zong, the enemy is in the face. After obtaining the token decree of the Patriarch Hall, they can temporarily escape for a while, participate in the fight, and be more loyal. The Water Dragon Sect has always enshrined them well, adding some water transport essence to the Dragon Bi every year, Help these few old Jiaos who have been beaten back to their original form to hang their lives."

Chen Ping'an became more and more curious about Li Liu's knowledge and knowledge.

It's just that it's not good to ask too much about this kind of thing.

Everyone has their own privacy and secrets. If the two parties are really friends, and the other party is willing to tell the truth, that is trust. , you can explore wantonly, let alone exchange the secrets of old friends for the friendship of new friends.

Therefore, some people seem to have friends everywhere, and they can drink with others everywhere, as if there is a feast everywhere in life, but whenever there is a difficulty in life, they are sad, and they have no friends when they leave the wine table, so they can only resent the cruelty of the world, that's it.

If you don't make friends with sincerity, how can you win sincerity. Shrewd people seldom have friends in need, especially so.

Li Liu seemed to see through Chen Ping'an's thoughts, and said frankly: "My parents and I moved to Beiju Luzhou for a reason. Compared with other continents, the climate here is more suitable for my practice. My father wants Continue to break through and stay in Aquarius Island, there is almost no hope, and here, it is also difficult, but at least there is a chance."

The size of a continent often determines the number of monks in the upper five realms. Beiju Luzhou has a large land and abundant resources, and its aura is far better than Aquarius Continent. Therefore, there are far more monks in the upper five realms than Aquarius Continent.

However, the number of warriors at the top of the mountain, especially at the limit, is not much different.

Including Gu You, who was born in Luzhou, Beiju, and Gu You who died with Ji Yue just now, there are actually only three of them.

And Aquarius Continent, the smallest of the Nine Continents, also has three, Li Liu's father, Li Er. King Song Changjing. Cui Cheng in the downcast mountain.

Now that Gu You's death in battle is an opportunity for all Luzhou fighters in Beiju, they can share the martial arts fortune of the whole continent. As for how much they can get, naturally each depends on his ability.

This is the root of the saying that "the warriors of the three realms of refining the gods will die in their own country, and the warriors in the final realm will die in their own continent".

Li Liu suddenly asked: "Mr. Chen, have you ever been to a secret landscape similar to Xiaotiandi before?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Not long ago, I just walked through an ancient site that has not been recorded."

Li Liu said: "No wonder. After Gu You's death, martial arts scattered, but one of them was rich in martial arts, somewhat mysterious, and seemed to contain Gu You's obsession. It lingered in Beiting and Shuixiao Kingdom for a long time. They stayed there for about half a decade before slowly dispersing. It should be because they couldn’t find Mr. Chen’s connection. If they got this gift, they would be much more likely to successfully enter the Golden Body Realm with the strongest Sixth Realm, even if it was Jinjiazhou. A martial artist from the same realm nearby has been raising his boxing intentions, and it should not have much impact on Mr. Chen. It is a bit unpredictable at the moment. If the opponent keeps improving his boxing skills, Mr. Chen will stagnate. Before, Mr. Chen broke through his own bottleneck and entered the seventh realm, so he will lose that opportunity."

Chen Pingan knew it in his heart.

It's because I have practiced Shaking Mountain Boxing for many years and received three punches from my senior Gu You.

So even if he is a foreigner, Senior Gu is still willing to share a share of martial arts as a gift for himself.

Missing this bequest from Gu You, of course there will be regrets, but there is no regret.

Chen Pingan held a green bamboo stick in one hand, lightly clenched his fist in the other hand, and said: "It's okay. Senior Gu You is from Luzhou in Beiju, and it's only right and proper to leave his martial arts skills to martial arts in this continent. I can only practice boxing more diligently." Only then can I live up to Senior Gu's expectations."

For Chen Pingan, this gift is divided into two types.

When it will really compromise one's own interests, it is the real truth to be able to distinguish right from wrong, to distinguish between choices, and not to confuse the state of mind with gains and losses.

Li Liu smiled and said: "Mr. Chen can think so, it shows that Gu You has a good vision, and my brother Li Huai is not bad either."

Chen Ping always felt that something was wrong when listening to Li Liu's words, but it seemed to be natural, as it should be.

It's just that when I think of the customs and customs of my hometown, I don't feel strange. Just the mud bottle alley where my ancestral home is located, there are sword fairy Cao Xi of Nan Po Suozhou, and Shu Jianhu Gu Can, of course. He is Chen Pingan.

Visitors climbed onto the high platform one after another, and Chen Pingan and Li Liu stopped talking.

When there were sixteen people, the high platform appeared in all directions, and sixteen snow-white flood dragons formed by condensed clouds and mist appeared at the same time. Their heads were close to the high platform, and each cloud sea dragon was like a ferry.

Li Liu said: "Sixteen people at a time can ride dragons separately, and can ignore the restrictions of Xiaotiandi, and enter the Dragon Palace cave smoothly. It is also a gimmick of the Water Dragon Sect."

Li Liu stepped onto the head of a flood dragon first.

Chen Pingan drew the gourd in the same way, raised his foot to step on the head of the cloud and mist white dragon, and stood still gently.

As soon as someone planned to go to the high platform later but wanted to be the first, an ethereal figure of a man in green clothes appeared on the high platform and said: "There is a pool below, and the corpses are all ferrymen. Life and death are big and small, you all weigh it yourself."

Probably only Chen Pingan noticed that the Tsing Yi God Man was standing farthest from Li Liu.

The sixteen snow-white flood dragons transported by water began to slowly rise into the sky. Just as they were about to break through the thick sea of ​​clouds, allowing passengers to vaguely see a golden light hanging high in the sky, they suddenly fell down without warning.

It was cloudy and foggy all around.

Li Liu drove the dragon under his feet, came to Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "The golden light on the top of the head is the prototype of a round of big sun formed by the essence of incense and fire in the temple in Jidu, and it is also one of the foundations of the Water Dragon Sect. Slow, because there is no way to do it, the embryo is polished extremely rough, and it went astray from the beginning. According to the current speed of incense accumulation in the temple, it will not be possible to give the Water Dragon Sect another 10,000 years. The monks of the Water Dragon Sect want to be in the Dragon Palace The possibility of Dongtian creating the sun and the moon is much smaller than the possibility of snatching the sun and the moon from Chen Chun'an's shoulders."

Chen Ping looked up, only the sea of ​​clouds that couldn't see the sky from above, and the sea of ​​clouds from below, didn't see the golden light.

Chen Pingan said to himself: "If I were a monk of the Water Dragon Sect, I would have made the same choice. Even if there is only one ray of light, I would be willing to keep accumulating incense."

Li Liu said: "Mr. Chen, cultivating Tao is not the same as cultivating martial arts. It is not impossible to pay attention to the stupid kung fu of dripping water and piercing stones, but once a cultivator only pays attention to this, it will not work. Even if a practitioner of Qi lives long, he still cannot survive. Get up and sit in the mountains a few times."

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled, "Remember it."

After about a stick of incense, the cloud and mist dragon swayed lightly, its four claws touched the ground, the surrounding clouds and mist dispersed, and everyone's vision suddenly became clear.

Chen Ping found himself standing on a sea of ​​clouds.

Looking down, it is a majestic city built on a huge island, like the capital of a dynasty, surrounded by green hills, and the precious light flows.

In addition to the island city, there are islands of different sizes, each with simple and simple buildings, either on the mountain or near the water, like stars arching the moon, guarding like the capital city in the center of heaven and earth.

Thousands of miles of blue waves, boundless as far as the eye can see.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, there are emerald green talisman boats hovering, some are as small as a black-covered boat, and some are as big as a warship.

Li Yuan was standing not far away from the water.

Li Liu took Chen Pingan and walked towards this young man who didn't even know the direct descendant of the founder of the Water Dragon Sect.

Li Yuan led the two of them to a large boat, and after boarding the boat, there was no movement and no monks on the ferry, so the ferry started on its own.

Li Yuan said softly: "Fushan Island is full of spiritual energy and has been vacant for a hundred years. You can let Mr. Chen stay there to practice, and it's not too far from the former site of the palace. You can get there in half an hour by boat."

Li Liu nodded, "Thank you."

Li Yuan felt a little uneasy, feeling very uneasy.

Li Yuan asked cautiously again: "Do you need to arrange some dexterous maidservants for Fushui Island?"

Li Liu said: "Ask me what to do? Ask Mr. Chen."

Li Yuan immediately turned around and asked Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "It's already a lot of trouble, so don't bother."

Li Yuan didn't say anything more.

There is a slightly abrupt tall building in the sea of ​​clouds. A Yuanying monk of the Water Dragon School stationed here stood at the railing on the top floor of the building. After seeing the Chilong jade plaque on the waist of the young woman and the boy, he put away his inquiries.

It's just unavoidable to be a little suspicious. Almost all the priests and guest officials of the Water Dragon Sect know each other. Why are these two strangers? Could it be that they are related to Chongxuan Department and Duckweed Jianhu?

As long as the two jade cards are not fake, the old Yuanying who guards the sea of ​​clouds will not make troubles and look for trouble.

This building boat went like a flying sword, instead of going to Fushui Island Ferry, it hovered directly on the square of an empty Xianjia mansion, and the plaque on the mansion read "Dragon Dragon Stops the Cloud".

When the three of them got off the boat and landed, the door of the mansion opened slowly.

Li Yuan explained: "Fushui Island used to be a place where an old priest of the Water Dragon Sect practiced Taoism. It has been a hundred years since the soldier passed away, and the disciples in the sect had no prospects. A Jindan monk secretly sold Fushui Island in order to forcefully break through. Return it to the Water Dragon Sect, after this person became a Nascent Soul cultivator by chance, he traveled to other continents, and the rest of the brothers had no choice but to move out of the Dragon Palace Cave."

The three of them crossed the threshold together, and Li Yuan said: "In addition to this cultivation mansion, Fushui Island also has four other scenic spots, including Chushui Pond, Yongle Mountain Grottoes, Iron Workshop Ruins, and Princess Shengxian Monument. There is no one on the island and no owner. In your leisure time, sir, you can browse at will."

Finally, Li Yuan took off the jade tablet on his waist, which was engraved with the pattern of walking dragon on one side and the ancient seal "junqingyuxiang" on the other, and handed it to Chen Pingan, "Mr. Chen, this is the hub of Fushui Island's landscape formation. Refining, hanging on the body, you can control the formation, Nascent Soul cultivator can't explore the island mansion, if the Jade Raw Realm cultivator secretly observes this place, it will also cause great ripples."

Li Liu was quite satisfied.

This place is obviously Li Yuan's private house.

As for the past events of the Water Dragon Sect enshrining Bing Jie and passing away, and disciples fighting among themselves, of course Li Liu still didn't care.

True or false, it has nothing to do with her.

Chen Pingan didn't push back, and after thanking him, he accepted the heavy jade tablet and hung it on the side of his waist with the "rest" wooden tablet for crossing the bridge with Shuilongzong.

It wasn't until this moment that Li Liu took off his jade plaque engraved with the four characters "Three Feet of Rain" and handed it to Chen Pingan with a smile, "Mr. Chen, just treat it as helping my brother to repay some kindness first."

Her implication is that there is no need to pay it back.

Seeing this scene, Shuizheng Li Yuan's eyelids trembled.

If it were him, he would probably have to kneel down to accept the decree to thank him.

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "The gift is too heavy, I have to return it."

Li Liu didn't say anything, just handed the jade card to Chen Pingan.

Li Yuan didn't even dare to look any further, he said his farewell respectfully and left.

So Chen Ping hung three cards around his waist.

Li Liu and Chen Pingan walked together in the mansion, intending to stop for a while before leaving this summer resort that was not worth remembering at all.

When the time comes, how can Chen Pingan return it? Does Li Yuan have the guts to temporarily collect and keep the jade token?

Little Ji is not afraid of being drowned even if he desecrates the water?

How many gods of the former Ministry of Fire were killed by the fire?

The god of rivers and lakes in the sky and the world, was killed by her with a flood of water, how has it ever been less?

Chen Pingan took out a statue of Yuanjun God from among the things close at hand, and said with a smile: "Miss Li, I originally planned to give it to Li Huai next time I met Li Huai, but now you should help to bring it to Li Huai."

Li Liu's eyes became gentle all of a sudden, as if she instantly became the girl in the small town who carried a bucket to the ancient well every day, Yang Liu Yiyi, soft and weak, never having the slightest edge.

She took the small gift, raised her hand and shook it, jokingly said: "Look, I'm different from Mr. Chen, I'm never polite when I receive a big gift, and I feel at ease."

Chen Ping'an also felt a little relaxed, and said with a smile: "I want to learn from Miss Li."

Looking at this young man with a warm smile, Li Liu felt a little emotional.

My younger brother Li Huai traveled far away back then, and he looked like the most ordinary kid in the school, not comparable to Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi, Yu Lu, thank you,

During Da Sui's study all the way, Chen Pingan treated Li Huai with only a normal heart.

Later, after her father Li Er appeared, Chen Ping still treated Li Huai normally.

Now she, Li Liu, is still the same after the appearance of Water Dragon Sect.

You are Li Huai's sister and Li Er's daughter, no matter what your level is or what your chances are, I, Chen Pingan, will try my best not to cause trouble for you.

Be lenient to others, self-restraining and cautious.

Even if you are a real scholar, if you are not a real teacher today, you will be in the future.

So Li Liu said with a smile: "In order not to let Mr. Chen think that I only tell bad news, there are two things that must be congratulated by Mr. Chen."

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, could it be that the blessed land of lotus root needs to consume two or three thousand Grain Rain money, is Luoba Mountain overestimated?

Li Liu said: "This sword has long been a fairy weapon."

Chen Pingan froze on the spot.

The magic robe gold wine obtained from Jiaolonggou can be advanced to the rank of immortal soldier by feeding a large amount of gold and copper coins. This is the truth that Chen Pingan has known for a long time, but he has not been able to achieve it. .

But why did this sword fairy suddenly become a legendary fairy weapon from a half-immortal soldier?

Li Liu told the truth in one word, "The sword has a bit of awe-inspiring spirit, and also has a grain of pure morality."

Chen Ping fell into deep thought, which was understandable, because the Sword Immortal had refined the Broken Sword Qi presented by Taoist Sun.

But the former is arrogant, what is the reason?

Li Liu didn't say any more about this matter, "Also, Mr. Chen stays on Fushui Island, so he can freely absorb the aura of water transportation around him without any scruples. Dragon Palace Dongtian doesn't mind this little loss at all. Fumizu Island deserves its share."

"There is another piece of news that is not so good, that is, let that man named Li Yuan help send a letter to Luopo Mountain in Baopingzhou, there will be no clues."

Li Liu stopped, "I'm going to visit the main city of the Dragon Palace."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Before Miss Li leaves the Water Dragon School, she must inform her so that I can return the jade token."

Li Liu couldn't laugh or cry.

Chen Pingan was also a little dumbfounded, as expected, he had guessed the trick of Miss Li.

Li Liu nodded and said: "Okay, before leaving, I will come to Fushui Island."

Chen Pingan no longer wants to stay.

When Li Liuhuahong left, there was no ripple of aura in the world.

It turned out to be the same Yufeng weather as the sword fairy Li Cai.

Chen Ping wandered around the mansion alone, planning to find a secluded place suitable for cultivation. He planned to take a look at it before going to see the water-throwing pool and the stele of ascension to immortality.

Li Liu quietly lifted off against the wind, and then floated down near the mansion before heading towards the sea of ​​clouds.

She took it as if she had kept her promise.

Among the sea of ​​clouds, Li Yuan stood in the water with his hands tied.

Li Liu asked, "How about the Water Dragon Sect Patriarch Hall?"

Li Yuan said concisely: "It's all right."

Li Liu smiled, "Li Yuan, you only have a little hard work left."

Li Yuan smiled.

Li Liu asked: "What does that old woman have to do with you?"

As long as Li Liu is in the cave of the Dragon Palace, he is still superior to the supernatural powers of saints from all over the world.

Li Yuan shook his head and sighed: "I blame me for pretending to be a water ghost to scare a little girl."

Li Liu lost interest, and told Li Yuan to watch Mr. Chen's practice more, then she opened the sky casually, when she broke into a place in Jidu Dashui bordering Xiaodongtian Traveling thousands of miles away in an instant, it is more invisible than any fairy family's supernatural powers that shrink the mountains and rivers.

All rivers, lakes and seas in the world are under the jurisdiction of Li Liu's small world.

In fact, Li Liuxing is probably the most qualified person in the world to point fingers at Chen Pingan's water mansion, she didn't deliberately talk about it.

Chen Pingan first chose a place to practice Taoism, and then took a walk alone. After seeing the four Xingsheng historic sites, he began to return to the mansion, took out six Taoist green bricks, placed them on the ground, and began to practice boxing.

Hang the sword fairy on the wall in advance, and the walking stick leans against the wall.

After practicing boxing, Chen Pingan went to a study to write a letter, and chatted with Zhu Lian about the lotus root blessed land, and of course there were many trivial matters. At the end of the letter, he told Zhu Lian that he would wait in the Dragon Palace Cave of the Water Dragon Sect until he received a reply from Luopo Mountain before continuing on his way. In the letter, he confessed to Zhu Lian that he, a wandering little half of Luzhou in Beiju, is indeed a little surplus, but if Luobashan can borrow money to make up the gap in time without any hidden dangers, then he Just don't sell cheaply for now, if there is still a gap, don't hide it, he will try to be a bag bag on the Dragon Palace Dongtian side, and let the Chunlupu scorpion store clear the inventory, how much can it make up? How many grains of rain money are there?

After he stopped writing, Chen Pingan was not in a hurry to let the young man named Li Yuan help him send the letter to Lupo Mountain.

Putting away the pen, paper and secret letter, Chen Pingan began to seriously consider one thing.

Do you want to refine the third natal object in this dragon palace cave.

Turning his head and glanced at the sword fairy on the wall, Chen Pingan thought that he already owned a piece of fairy weapon, and owed thousands of Gu Yu money, which was not too much.

On the Muyi Mountain of the Bone Beach, Pang Lanxi persuaded his grandfather to pick up his pen again and draw a few more sets of pictures of Goddesses that he could handy, so that he could give them away, and then go to cross-continental training in the future, so he will be confident.

In the ghost valley, a mouse spirit is still on the steps outside the Yangchang Palace day after day, with the wooden spear on his lap, basking in the sun, the ancestor is at home, and it is honestly guarding the door. When the ancestor was not at home, he secretly took out the books and read them carefully.

In Jingguan City, Gao Cheng has often been a little restless recently, and he doesn't know what went wrong.

On the other side of the dumb lake, the kind-hearted little water monster is gone now. It is said that he traveled far away with a certain young monk.

In the Golden Crow Palace, Liu Zhiqing, the highest-ranking Jindan Swordsman, still sits withered on the top of his own mountain. After the mountain was closed and retreated, Liu Zhiqing coldly watched all the beings in a sect, happy, angry, sad, and happy, washing the sword with their hearts. .

The small shop on Laohuai Street in Chunlupu earns a steady stream of money, but it is a pity that there are not many people taking advantage of it, and some fly in the ointment.

The young guy who used jade stones to carve seals and other books and confessions, became more and more proficient in knife skills, and earned a lot of money with conscience.

After Liu Jinglong arrived at the Taihui Sword Sect, he was retreating and breaking the realm. It is said that the person who asked the sword has already identified two of them, Duckweed Jianhu Li Cai and Dong Zhu.

On the Peach Blossom Crossing in Fuyu Country, Liu Guibao was studying that Daoist book, but occasionally he would think of that foreign scholar named Huaiqian. Apart from complaining about his bad eyesight, he also felt a little sad, lingering in his heart. Go, but come again quietly.

Xu Xingjiu in Yunshang City successfully broke through the Realm and entered the Sea Viewing Realm, so he planned to bring enough good wine to visit when Mr. The young sword fairy who had admired him for a long time heard that Mr. Liu actually likes to drink, but he is usually unwilling to drink. For this reason, Xu Xingjiu specially trained his drinking capacity, which made Shen Zhenze and Zhao Qingwan a little worried. Could it be that Xu Xingjiu got carried away with his complacency and drank so much, Xu Xingjiu had no choice but to explain that it was Mr. Chen who told him that if he couldn't drink enough, he would meet Mr. Liu, and there was no way to chat, let alone drink.

Outside a thatched hut on a mountain peak of the Sword Sect of Taihui, the young Baishou, who has officially become a disciple of the sect, sat alone on a bench, swaying back and forth, feeling bored. Well, at first I thought that the surname was Liu, after all, he was a famous sword fairy. In Taihui Sword Sect, there should be a grand mansion with the style of a fairy family. I never thought that there is only such a small dilapidated house behind him, with books in it. There are quite a few, but he doesn't like to read them. So Bai Shou had nothing to do, thinking if he was still an assassin who cut the deer mountain, would he be able to deal with those heaven's favored sons of the Taihui Sword Sect. But those people of the same age, when they saw him, they were all polite, and they didn't reach out to hit the smiling face. Baishou felt that he really couldn't use fists and knives. Those guys looked at me with envy one by one, Bai Shou was weird, you guys like being the disciple of that Liu so much? Is it possible to exchange with you? It's a pity that after those people heard about it, they all had strange eyes, and then they never came to stroll around the hut again. It's okay, he is still clean by himself.

On the shore of the West Sea of ​​Luzhou in Beiju, near the Leishen's House in the Infant Mountain, two Taoist priests, one old and one young, appeared floatingly.

The young Taoist squatted on the ground and vomited endlessly. This is the benefit of experience. Eat and drink enough first. Compared with retching for a long time, it is actually more comfortable.

The old real man knelt down and patted his apprentice on the back lightly, "I blame the master for not being good at Taoism."

Zhang Shanfeng turned his head, with a sad face, "Master, if you say that, the disciple will not feel better."

Master Huolong smiled and said, "Master feels better in his heart."

Zhang Shanfeng took a deep breath, and just about to get up, he continued to squat and vomited.

Huolong Daoist was about to complain to himself, when there was a group of monks who were going to the Infant Mountain to ride the wind above their heads. Seeing the embarrassment of the young Taoist priest, they all laughed loudly.

Zhang Shanfeng didn't care about these things, and felt very dizzy.

The old real person disappeared without a sound, came behind the two Yufengdixians, slapped a head, and said with a smile: "What's so funny, tell me about it, so that the poor can enjoy themselves too? "

The two earth immortals only felt their scalps go numb, and immediately shrank their necks, like two chicken cubs, one of them bit the bullet and said loudly: "I am happy to see the old immortal!"

The other person was relatively slow-witted, and hurriedly said: "Happy, I met the old fairy by chance, I am very happy today!"

Huolong Daoist pushed lightly, causing the two earth immortal monks to stagger forward and return to Zhang Shanfeng with a smile.

Zhang Shanfeng didn't realize that his master went back and forth.

After standing up, Zhang Shanfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Master, you can go on your way now."

The old man smiled and said: "Don't worry, take your time. People who practice Taoism have a long time. If you walk fast, it is easy to miss the scenery."

Zhang Shanfeng complained: "I still want to give the water pill to Chen Ping'an earlier."

The old man nodded and counted with his fingers. This matter can indeed be anxious.

In Jinjiazhou, among the ruins, Liu Youzhou was yawning, and the woman in white was still punching. Judging by her posture, she was really addicted. Cao Ci still didn't fight back, didn't say anything, just looked at the fallen god statues in disorder, sometimes Cao Ci would face them, put his head together, put his hands together, and bow to them. The woman whose punching intent was getting higher and higher was just punching. Liu Youzhou was not a pure martial artist, but felt that her punches were becoming more and more chaotic, and she did what she wanted, and she didn't throw punches again and again.

But for Cao Ci, it seems that there is no difference, it is still you who punch you, and I look at my statue.

All of a sudden, she stopped. The ten fingers of both hands and the entire back of the hand were bare bones without any flesh. She asked in a deep voice, "Is it still wrong?"

Cao Ci turned his head and said with a smile: "Why, if you can't defeat my punch, it is wrong? Do people of the same age have the right punching skills?"

It was rare for Cao Ci to say anything, and he said two sentences once for the first time, "There is no wrong boxing technique in the world, only wrongly practiced martial arts, and shots that are not meaningful enough."

The woman gritted her teeth and said, "It's not 'unbeatable', it's impossible!"

Cao Ci hummed.

No more words.

Since this is the case, as long as you are not blind, you will see it, and you know it well. It is easy for him, Cao Ci, to say a few polite words, but for her, what is the benefit?

If a pure martial artist aspires to climb to the top, he can't stand even a few truths, how can he climb the mountain with his fists and finally stand on the top of the mountain?

In this regard, the person of the same age I met at the Great Wall of Sword Qi did really well and was willing to accept his fate. In fact, he has always been willing to accept his fate in order to be able to do it one day.

Cao Ci continued walking, remembered something, and asked, "Do you remember how many punches you threw?"

The young woman shook her head, "I didn't remember that."

Cao Ci, who turned his back to her, said slowly: "Then just remember this from now on. You don't have to think about how to punch at all. You only need to remember the number of punches."

The young woman frowned, "Cao Ci, why are you willing to teach me boxing techniques?"

Cao Ci raised his head and looked at the sky, "It's not about giving advice, but it's worth me to say a few more words, so I'll just say a few words, it's not a big deal. You can do the same when you meet other warriors in the future. Presumably it will be the same. The journey of martial arts is not a narrow path where you die or die. Martial luck is a thing, and it is even more... Forget it, it seems a bit inappropriate to tell you."

She smiled wryly, "That's because you are Cao Ci, and you are destined not to meet someone your age who makes you feel hopeless, so you can say that."

Cao Ci nodded and said, "I don't need to think about this."

She was a little itchy.

Cao Ci said: "A true martial artist lies in his purity, and he won't make people think that he is the wrath of that man every day."

Liu Youzhou was amazed, it was rare that Cao Ci was willing to chatter so much in one go.

Probably this is what Cao Ci himself calls purity.

One must know that once this woman enters the Golden Body Realm with the six strongest realms in the world, Cao Ci will have an extra opponent in the same realm for nothing, at least the realm is comparable.

As for the level of boxing skills of both sides at that time.

Presumably she knows best, but she still feels desperate. It is not bad to fight against the seventh realm with six realms, so embarrassing, but if you fight against the seven realms with seven realms, you still can't touch a piece of clothes, Liu Youzhou will feel for her I'm aggrieved.

On a bustling street in a state city in Qingmingtianxia, ​​a suave and suave young Taoist priest set up a stall on the side of the road, saying that it was palm reading, an ancestral housekeeping skill, especially for young women.

As for his junior brother, after reading a tragic story about the monk's revenge, this place is the hometown of the junior brother, but he chose Jinyi Night Walk, and the boy found a brother of the same age, with a childhood sweetheart girl .

While touching the white and tender little hand of a beautiful girl, the young Taoist priest was ecstatic and chanting, while thinking about his little brother, whether he would let go of his best friend who was like a real brother, and whether he would pray He took the girl away and returned to Bai Yujing together. This is another not-so-festive little story. The young Taoist priest was a little curious about how the younger brother would do it. In fact, there are many choices, but in the final analysis, it is how the younger brother views the so-called heart of Taoism.

Lu Chen gently put down that pretty girl's little hand, and talked to her about marriage.

He turned his head to look somewhere, not to mention disappointed, but there seemed to be no surprises or surprises.

That little junior was hugging the corpse of a person of the same age, weeping silently, and the girl stood beside her, as if struck by lightning, in Lu Chen's eyes, she looked a bit cute and cute.

Just by killing one person, three hearts are dead.

It's hard to say that this business is a good deal, or it's a loss.

Lu Chen rested his cheek with one hand, looked at the bustling street, and smiled at a woman who stopped in the distance and looked back at him.

The young woman probably didn't expect to be seen by the handsome Taoist, twisted her slender waist, lowered her head and walked away shyly.

The woman smiles, never tires of seeing it.

Lu Chen reckoned that even if he looked at it for another ten thousand years, he would still find it pleasing to the eye.

Lu Chen sighed, the little junior brother is pretty good, killing himself is killing himself, reluctantly, and passed a heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind another slap and beat the little junior into a puddle of mud.

It's just that there is still a big gap from his little brother's best expectations.

The human body is the heaven and the earth, and Taoists cultivate the Dao, so why are the two big sayings of heaven and earth and purity so small in meaning?

The more Lu Chen thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so he angrily twisted a bamboo stick out of the stick tube and broke it lightly.

That little junior was chopped off in the middle as if by a flying sword, not dead, only half dead.

After all, he is a junior who is carrying three treasures of the Baiyujing Immortal Armament, so how could he die so easily.

Another Lu Chen appeared next to the junior brother who was still struggling after being broken in two, squatted down, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, work harder, put yourself together, you will definitely survive."

As for Lu Chen at the fortune-telling booth by the roadside, with a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to a girl who was already seated, "The poor man is proficient in palmistry, and he can accurately test marriages. He is simply the old brother who worshiped that month."

On the bank of the big river of the Confucian Chen family in Nanbasuozhou, on the rocky cliff by the water, Liu Xianyang found for the first time that the old Confucian scholar stood on it earlier than himself.

After walking up the rocky cliff, Liu Xianyang saluted and called the old gentleman.

The two often met, and the old man said that he was a teacher. Since the Chen Confucian family owned an academy, there were already many people studying here, and there were even more people who came here to travel, so Liu Xianyang didn't recognize this old man. I don't think it's strange.

Liu Xianyang found that today's old gentleman seems to be a little different. He doesn't often ask about his study progress as in the past, and whether he has any doubts. Wonderful, if the knowledge is getting deeper, the obsession is in the chapters and sentences, and it is not appropriate to just follow the chapters and sentences. Worldly knowledge, after all, needs to be developed step by step.

The old Confucian scholar stood by the cliff, looking at the river, silent for a long time, then turned his head and asked, "Liu Xianyang, what do you think of the Confucian Chen's family style and style of study?"

Liu Xianyang was a little surprised, this was an old question when he and the old man met for the first time, I don't know why the old man asked again.

Liu Xianyang still gave a similar answer, "Okay."

The old man asked, "What's the good thing?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "Fortunately, it is useful."

The old gentleman nodded, "That's really not bad."

Liu Xianyang asked softly: "What was the old man thinking about earlier?"

The old man said with a smile: "The old man always thinks about the things behind him."

Liu Xianyang was speechless.

The old man said again: "Young people should not be so gloomy, they should be full of vigor, dare to say what is wrong with the world, dare to ask what is wrong with the truth, dare to think about how to learn the truth from the book, take to benefit the world."

Liu Xianyang nodded and said: "Juniors strive to do it."

The old man said with emotion: "Seeing you young people and us old people, I feel that time is always not enough, and teachers are not enough."

Liu Xianyang sighed.

The old man smiled and said, "Don't sigh, luck will run away."

Liu Xianyang was stunned for a moment, what's the point?

The old man laughed loudly and said, "When I was young, the elders at home used to scare me like this."

Liu Xianyang thought it was quite amusing.

In my memory, Chen Pingan never sighed for a long time, but he and the little slug often had nothing to do, lying under the shade of trees in summer or on the field ridge at night, you sighed, I sighed once, never tired of it, playing around Son. But it seems that in those years, the person with the worst luck has always been Chen Pingan. I don't know if it's a lucky time to be the owner of the mountain in my hometown now?

On the tenth day of the tenth day of October, Chen Pingan took the talisman boat prepared by Fushui Island to the main island of the Dragon Palace and Dongtian, where incense was wafting, and even monks burned paper and cut dark clothes, following the ancient system , Send clothes to the ancestors. Chen Ping'an was no exception. He bought a lot of five-color paper cold clothes cut by the Water Dragon Sect in the shop, and a large basket. After bringing them back to Fushui Island, Chen Ping'an wrote their names one by one. burnt paper. Burning paper was done on the second day, October 11th, saying that it is best not to do it on the day of Ghost Festival, but two days before and after, so as not to disturb the ancestors, but also to let the ancestors and all parties involved Passing ghosts and gods are most useful.

Chen Pingan is no stranger to certain folk customs of the Water Dragon Sect. For example, when going to the grave in his hometown to pay homage, except for adding soil, it is exactly the same as Chen Pingan’s hometown, and there are many similarities, just like the same man who kowtows and does not cry , the rule that women cry and do not kowtow.

Chen Ping burned the paper for an hour.

Seeing the water in the sea of ​​clouds, Li Yuan was a little dazed, and almost couldn't hold back to look at the names written on so many colorful cold clothes.

Just thinking of her calling this person "Mr. Chen", Li Yuan didn't dare to do anything wrong.

On October 15th, the Shuiguan Jieji Day, the Water Dragon Sect held a large-scale Jinlu Daochang, set up a fast and built a sacrificial offering, to relieve the disaster for the ancestors and eliminate disasters, and recommend the deceased to accumulate blessings.

Compared with the previous cost of buying colorful cold clothes during the Ghost Festival, offering incense and lighting lamps at this Jinlu Dharma meeting is not a few snowflakes.

Chen Pingan took the initiative to activate the Fushui Island Landscape Formation, and Li Yuan pretended to arrive after hearing the news.

Chen Ping inquired about the rules of the Jinlu Daoist Temple in detail, and finally handed Li Yuan a booklet with densely recorded names and hometowns, and then gave this Shuizheng two Guyu coins.

He said that he was asked to help participate in the Jinlu dojo, and asked the master of the Water Dragon Sect to help write those names one by one on the special talisman paper, so as to accumulate blessings for the deceased people in the book.

Li Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Chen, these old people who died?"

Chen Pingan said: "Trying to make up for mistakes is not enough. I just hope it will be useful and there is still time."

Holding the booklet, Li Yuan nodded and said: "Don't worry, heaven and man are connected, gods and ghosts are connected, don't underestimate your sincerity."

So Li Yuan went to handle the matter himself.

Chen Pingan came to the ridge of the roof, and today he took the fairy sword, put it across his knees, and was alone, looking around in a daze.