Sword of Coming

After the rise of Du Mao, Tong Yezong was never in such a predicament.

If the suzerain hadn't given up the great way to climb to the top, broke the bottleneck with heresy techniques, and became a sword cultivator in the fairyland, and the "Wutong Sky Umbrella" of the mountain protection array was still there, I am afraid that Tong Yezong's life in the past few years It will only be more difficult.

The patriarch Zhanglu actually defected with a heavy treasure, his people's hearts were unstable, and his offerings were scattered. The huge Tongye Sect actually still has a territory, but there are not enough people.

It's not that Tongye Sect has no embryos of Taoism, on the contrary, there are a lot of these seedlings with excellent aptitude, but most of them haven't really grown up yet.

As for Tongye Zong's domineering behavior for thousands of years before, it was a matter of course. Originally, other immortal forces, from top to bottom, were used to it, and even took the initiative to help Tongye Zong accumulate foundation, just in exchange for a little incense In love, it may be that the earth immortal of Tongye Zong came to visit home, show up, participate in a certain mountain ceremony, and help support the venue, or the young monks of Tongye Zong who went down the mountain to experience, can bring their own monks, beat and scold at will, Don't just accidentally break the Changsheng Bridge on the main road. If you are really careless, Tong Ye Zong is willing to pay some money afterwards, that's fine. Either it is the opening ceremony of the Tongye Sect, to have a place, not extravagantly expecting to have a place in Nazu Mountain, just to look at the big figures of the Tongye Sect from a distance on other peaks, and then return to their respective mountains, that is A really useful tiger-skin banner.

It's just that all these things that Tongyezong is extremely used to inside and outside have become the most criticized place of Tongyezong. Not only the criticism, but also many small actions are getting more and more extreme. It's a strong enough sect, and it's just that it has no public identity to poach the wall. Many low-level offerings of the Tongye Sect were quickly divided up.

Therefore, the patriarch of Tongye Sect, even after entering the Immortal Realm, still feels exhausted.

The gods of mountains and rivers who were crawling under their feet and lingering for their last days also secretly concluded an alliance, and even had the courage to start bargaining with Tongyezong.

Many of the Yamashita dynasties who would have taken the initiative to offer the embryos of Taoism with both hands to Tongyezong also had some other ideas. They would take a long way and take their children to Fushizong or Taiping Mountain first to see the immortal masters over there. , whether it is eye-catching.

If it's just a matter of fact, it's not that Tong Yezong has done many things that can't be faulted in the slightest, and it's not that he hasn't shown kindness to others time and time again.

It's a pity that today's monks on Tongyezhou Mountain are willing to mention these things.

A man in a purple robe was standing by the riverside of a sect's territory, which was once a short stay of the Sword Immortal.

The man would be resentful and annoyed at this person's sword at first, but as time went by, all kinds of changes happened suddenly, seemingly without warning, but after careful investigation, it was discovered that the root of the disaster had already spread.

In the past, Tongyezhou relied too much on the realm of the ancestor of Zhongxing.

And the ancestor of Zhongxing likes to rely too much on the state, crushing the heroes, acting from top to bottom, and the whole sect is generally the same.

Stability in the world, in general, is by no means a bad thing, it is a kind of atmosphere of who is fighting for the front, and it is a big deal.

If you can solve the troubles outside the mountain with the realm and the magic weapon, you can solve it first and then play it. If you can’t, you can solve it with the three words of Tongyezong. Heads rolled to the ground, be sensible, apologize, and kowtow outside the mountain gate.

It's not that Tongyezhou has no unique features for thousands of years, it's just that the icing on the cake seems to be unable to withstand too much storm.

When the ancestor of Zhongxing left, coupled with Du Mao's ruthless action of destroying a small cave in order to survive, let alone those who were not familiar with the registered offerings, let alone those young and simple-minded There are many direct descendants of the patriarch hall, even this man who is the suzerain, he himself will feel chilling.

Even if he switches positions, he thinks he will definitely make the same choice as Du Mao.

Beside the man came a timid young woman.

The man turned his head and asked with a smile: "How is Jian Xin making up for it?"

The sword fairy embryo recognized by the Tongye sect got a long sword personally bestowed by the patriarch Du Mao, but after a few words, he almost smashed the heart of the sword.

The young woman who had just shed her maiden innocence said happily: "I would like to report to the suzerain, brother Jianxin has almost recovered. Once Jianxin is fully recovered, there is hope that he will break through immediately."

Although the man is physically and mentally exhausted, and he has lost the possibility of his own future, but as long as he sees these young faces, these future pillars of the Tongye Sect's next revival, the man can regain some confidence.

The man smiled and said: "In the past few years, you have worked hard, and many responsibilities that originally belonged to your teachers have fallen on your shoulders."

In front of him, the only shortcoming that the Patriarch Hall agreed to in the early years was that he was too cowardly. He never thought that in the peaceful world, the heart of cultivating Taoism, and his words and deeds when going down the mountain, were as soft and waxy as her voice, let alone the bleak situation today. , On the contrary, Dao Xin became more and more tenacious, and this tenacity was not common in the young people of the Tongye Sect in the past.

She shook her head vigorously, summoned up her courage and said loudly: "Sovereign Master, both cultivation and mind-cultivation, very good! It's not hard at all, suzerain master, don't worry!"

The Zipao Sword Immortal smiled, it was very good, this girl dared to speak loudly in front of others.

He Yujian left, and before leaving, he said to her: "Our Tongye Sect has hope. I believe in you, and you also have to believe in yourself."

The young woman was left alone by the river.

When the figure of the suzerain disappeared, about to arrive at Zushan, she sat by the river and became dazed.

I don't know how the most unreasonable sword fairy in the world managed to reason with the barren world after arriving at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

She threw a stone into the river and secretly scolded that person in her heart.

Aquarius Island, Old Dragon City.

The palace of the feudal king.

Song Jixin, or Song Mu, the vassal king on the genealogy of the Dali Song family, was really troubled today, so he simply hid himself and lay down on a bench in a corridor.

Three teachings and nine streams, what a mess of characters, all sharpened their heads and wanted to drill into the mansion of the feudal prince.

Song Jixin felt more and more that he lacked a few people around him who could be trusted and easy to control.

As long as he has a good mind and a sufficient level of state, Song Jixin doesn't mind the other party's background at all.

But the premise is that Song Jixin chooses it himself.

Otherwise, it would be like the Fu family's hints, Yunlin Jiang's implication, or even the various characters, words and deeds of the Xu family in Zhengyang Mountain and Qingfeng City, all made Song Jixin feel irritated.

The point is that there are many people who are qualified to enter the mansion, Song Jixin is not easy to neglect.

I didn't think it was difficult to talk to people or talk nonsense to people before, and now I don't find it too difficult, but I feel that I am really tired.

In the final analysis, even though Song Jixin had been the Dali feudal king for several years, he still didn't feel that he was really the so-called feudal lord of all the feudal lands in half the continent.

Even the monk Yuanying or even the monk of the upper five realms should treat him with equal courtesy. Even the powerful generals of Dali and those descendants of the Shangzhu Kingdom who visited the old dragon city in the south should be treated with respect when they talk to him. Weigh some of your own wording and tone.

Song Jixin is still not used to it.

like a dream.

But the thing that made Song Jixin feel the most unpleasant in his heart was a seemingly small thing.

The maid beside him, Zhigui who had been dependent on each other for so many years, seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

Song Jixin seems to be getting more and more confused about her.

In fact, Zhigui didn't say any unreasonable words, not even a look.

But Song Jixin was able to perceive the strange atmosphere in the mansion of the vassal king and the mansion of the Fu family in the old dragon city.

Song Jixin didn't want to ask her, but wanted her to tell herself.

One didn't take the initiative to ask, and the other didn't take the initiative to speak.

Song Jixin lay on the bench, intending to think about nothing and take a nap, or at least take a nap, and murmured: "Could it be that this is a coincidence. No way."

Song Jixin got up suddenly and sat upright.

Because there was a man in a white robe sitting next to him.

Uncle Song Changjing.

And Song Changjing, a martial artist in the Ten Realms!

Song Changjing said calmly, "Does this make you feel hard?"

Song Jixin nodded, "Everything will not be delayed. There is no guarantee that it will be done well. There must be no major mistakes. Please rest assured, Uncle Huang. If there is any scolding, I will listen carefully and correct mistakes."

Song Changjing sneered and said, "If scolding you works, I can scold you to death."

Song Jixin felt a suffocating pressure and began to have difficulty breathing.

But in fact, Song Changjing didn't do anything at all, he just said something serious.

Song Changjing said: "Ma Kuxuan of Zhenwu Mountain, I will come here to work in the future."

Song Jixin's face was gloomy.

That little bastard in Xinghua Lane who liked to pretend to be an idiot since he was a child!

Song Jixin rarely hated a person so much.

Song Changjing got up and was about to leave, and glanced at Song Jixin, "I can promise you one thing, for example, if you want to kill Ma Kuxuan, let me know. But there is only one chance. I may not agree to many requests, such as killing Ma Kuxuan. His Majesty the Emperor, let you sit on the dragon chair. As for whether you want to waste this opportunity on a Ma Kuxuan, you can decide for yourself."

Song Jixin got up, "Remember."

The seaside Denglongtai outside the old dragon city is now a forbidden place among the forbidden places.

It was the ban imposed by the vassal king Song Mu himself.

So there are very few people who can go there to climb high and enjoy the scenery. If you are a Qi practitioner, you need a Nascent Soul to start.

The one who went the most times was actually a maidservant of a feudal prince's mansion.

But that woman looks really not vulgar. I heard that she is just an ordinary woman, but she is even more flawless than the successful female monk, and she floats out of the dust.

When she climbed to the Dragon Terrace today, she was alone again, standing at the highest point.

Look around, no prying eyes.

The original Fu family Jindan enshrined who was watching the tide near Denglongtai has also moved to another place.

Now in this old dragon city, if even she can't detect any signs, then there must be no one who is using the supernatural power of watching mountains and rivers.

She has a pair of golden eyes, the precious light is erratic.

He was wearing an ancestral dragon robe of the Fu family that refined all the sea of ​​clouds.

Now in Aquarius Continent, she is not able to kill anyone she wants, but she can kill whoever she wants without removing about the number of hands!

But this insignificant level of cultivation is still meaningless.

Just Fan Junmao, who has become the great tiger of Nanyue, still makes her feel constrained.

And Fan Junmao's breakthrough speed in the future will also be very fast.

Zhigui lowered her head, and saw a four-legged snake with horns growing out of her forehead, lying obediently by her feet.

She raised her foot and stepped on it heavily. The poor little thing that looked like a four-legged snake didn't dare to run away, so it could only beat its tail vigorously to show its pity, which actually made the whole Denglongtai tremble.

She said angrily: "Can you live by wagging your tail and begging for mercy? Your life is not as good as that mud leg that wants to hide from crying!"

Instantly increased the force, directly trampled the four-legged snake into the ground.

Zhigui withdrew his feet, turned his head and stared blankly at the far south, the blurry sky over there.

The person who can control her is dead. What a pitiful death.

The other one, in fact, can control her, but never knows the truth, which is really ridiculous.

In the night.

The cross-continental ferry of Fan's family in the old dragon city is on Osmanthus Island.

Mrs. Gui and her only disciple, Jin Su, were sitting in Yajing's mansion.

Jin Su smiled and said, "Master, this is not the Mid-Autumn Festival, why do we eat mooncakes?"

Mrs. Gui held the mooncake in one hand, and held it up in the other hand. After chewing it slowly, she said softly, "I just want to."

Jinsu looks playful and charming only when she is on the master's side. She stretched her legs, interlaced her hands and fingers, stretched her waist, and then looked up. The ancestral osmanthus tree on the island is very tall, and the moon seems to be hung on a branch.

Madam Gui took a bite of the mooncake and joked, "I still like Sun Jiashu, but don't like Fan Er?"

Jin Su blushed slightly, and complained: "Master, this is a big spoiler, it's inappropriate, very inappropriate!"

Mrs. Gui smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let me admit my mistake."

Jin Su continued to look up at the beautiful scenery that looked like a bright moon and osmanthus trees, and asked casually: "Master, I heard that there are moons in every world, and there are three in the barbaric world, plus so many moons." Dongtianfudi and so on, which one is real, or are all of them real? Everyone can look up at the bright moon everywhere.”

Mrs. Gui smiled, "Probably the real moon is in my heart."

Mid-month.

Jin Su sighed with emotion for no reason: "It would be great if it could continue like this."

Mrs. Gui smiled and said, "The moon has its ups and downs. After all, it's just the moon in people's eyes and the moon in their hearts. It's just that which is better, but there has never been an accurate answer."

This Mrs. Gui, who is not beautiful in appearance, but has a particularly graceful temperament, looks up at the moon in the sky.

I am used to looking at the human world on the moon, but actually looking at the moon from a distance in the human world is also very good.

The re-opening of Qingluan Kingdom's water transportation is finally considered a consummation of merit and virtue. All the yamen and officials who have handled this matter are very satisfied in all aspects.

In fact, no one was optimistic about this matter at the beginning. Besides being difficult to do, it also offended people, and it was easy to cause endless troubles and fall into the shoes of others.

So at the earliest time, it was just two adults who were transferred from Beijing by the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry, plus a governor of the state city where a certain section of the main road of water transport was located. These three had the biggest official hats.

In addition, Liu Qingfeng, who was "promoted" from the county magistrate to be the assistant officer of water transportation.

It's just that as everything went smoothly that no one expected, the official hats of the officials in charge became bigger and bigger. The ministers of the household department and the ministers of the engineering department rushed to leave the capital and go to the legendary place where mosquitoes and flies covered the sun and leeches crawled all over their feet. After half a year, the minister of the Ministry of Industry took the lead. It is said that he did everything by himself, and finally worked tirelessly. Finally, the water transport was opened. When he returned to Beijing, the virtuous minister only brought back a Wanmin umbrella. .

His majesty the emperor is very happy, there are not too few people who have been promoted, and the official rank is high enough, so let's reward some royal things.

Of course, except for Liu Qingfeng, who was clever and hid behind the scenes, he didn't get much money. In fact, the three officials who worked with Liu Qingfeng first, the doctor and the governor, felt a little awkward. They were just the three adults who had been with Liu Qingfeng for a long time. , and finally chewed out some aftertaste, and didn't say a word more in the notebook. As for why Liu Qingfeng did this, all three of them have been promoted, and they still haven't been able to figure it out.

It stands to reason that an official who was removed from the family tree and became extremely notorious finally got a piece of real credit. He deserved it, so why not? Ordinary people, if they don't deserve it, they have to die. This Liu Qingfeng is good, he looks like an old farmer in the countryside, he is thin and lean, not to mention that almost all the details and trends of the water transportation are all due to him alone, but in the end he is the one who has not been promoted and made a fortune. From the assistant officer of water transportation, he was transferred to the assistant officer of the county.

Today, Liu Qingfeng was on his way to the remote county town of Qingluan Country, riding a carriage. The driver was Wang Yifu, the former county lieutenant's retinue.

Liu Mino, who was born as a book boy when he was a child, sat beside this burly man, and the husband sat in the back compartment to read a book. The road was bumpy, and reading a book was the most depressing, but Liu Min couldn't help but lift the curtain every time to remind him, the master always said to read I don't look at it for a while, but in the end, Liu Mino forgets it.

On this journey, the master didn't read the books of sages, he was just flipping through all the post roads and official roads of Qingluan Kingdom, and even collected a large stack of geographic maps, and he would pick out all the roads and roads from the messy local county annals. Relevant records, regardless of the size of the road or whether it has been abandoned, must be circled and copied.

Liu Mino felt that she would never know what her master was thinking.

Liu Mao and Wang Yifu have a very good relationship, and both have become majestic county captains, but they are still willing to follow their masters to Caoyun River Canal where the wind and sun are exposed, and the officials have not been promoted, showing loyalty.

So Liu Mino still likes to call this guy Wang Xianwei.

Wang Yifu didn't say anything.

Liu Mino, who has always been Liu Qingfeng's book boy, left the Lion Garden with Liu Qingfeng at the earliest. First, he traveled around to study, then went to Beijing to catch the exam, and then went to the county government.

It's still a teenager now, but the teenager is no longer so young.

About this matter, the teenager will be very happy today, and may be sad later.

The only thing that makes him sad now is that his master, who is not very old, is far from forty years old, and already has frost spots on his temples.

What makes Liu Mao even more sad is that the master's current appearance is not at all like the scholar in green clothes back then.

At dusk, the carriage arrived at a post station. After handing over the certificate and official documents, the three of them rested here for the night. The post station staff really didn't realize that the man surnamed Liu was an official. On the contrary, the taciturn coachman's followers are more similar.

Because he felt that Liu Qingfeng's official was neither big nor small, he arranged two rooms for the three of them, which was neither good nor bad.

After dinner, Liu Qingfeng started to light up the lamp to read, and took out his pen and ink.

Wang Yifu sat aside and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu, no matter what you do, even if it's just for reading without hurting your eyes, you should try to practice. You don't need to save this fairy money for Dali. Anyway, the Dali court will only make money." Take more."

Liu Qingfeng put down the book, shook his head and said, "Forget it. I know how qualified I am for cultivating the Tao."

Wang Yifu said this for the second time today, but Liu Qingfeng still refused, so Wang Yifu would never say anything more.

It was rare for Liu Qingfeng to open the book, and couldn't bear to keep reading. Instead, he closed the book, wiped it with his hand, "Drink some wine?"

Wang Yifu was greatly surprised, and said with a smile: "In terms of knowledge and politics, a hundred Wang Yifus are not as good as one Mr. Liu, but when it comes to drinking, it's the other way around."

Liu Qingfeng smiled wryly and shook his head, "You start cursing people without drinking."

This Wang Yifu in front of him.

He was the powerful general of the Lu Dynasty in the northernmost part of Aquarius Continent and the mainstay of the country.

And the Dali Dynasty was only one of the vassals of the Lu Dynasty in the earliest days!

Liu Mino brought a wine bowl, all of which were commercially available, affordable, and not bad taste.

Liu Mao poured wine for the two of them, then looked at the two sitting masters and the county captain Wang, wondering, "Isn't it drinking? There are no dishes to accompany the wine, unless I can make those squinting at people in the post station shout." my lord."

Liu Qingfeng said with a smile: "The real face is that the banquet won't be held until people arrive. If you don't sit down, neither I nor Captain Wang dare to take the wine bowl."

Liu Mino laughed loudly and sat down.

This master of my family actually made a joke, which is very interesting.

It's a pity that the frequency is less.

Liu Mino can't drink, he doesn't like to drink, and he doesn't dare to drink too much, so he has to look at his master, if Wang Xianwei dares to persuade him to drink, he has to stop him.

Fortunately, the master drank slowly, and Captain Wang never persuaded him to drink, which made the young man feel relieved.

When she was happy, Liu Mino drank a little too much.

Wang Yifu put down his wine bowl, "Mr. Liu, I've always been curious about what you think of the mountain."

Liu Qingfeng took a sip of his wine and said slowly: "It's just how you look at the mountain, it doesn't make much sense. The boundary between the mountain and the mountain is not as big as we imagined. Down the mountain, life is short and premature, and life is longer on the mountain."

Wang Yifu asked: "Mr. Liu doesn't talk about the magic of the immortal family? Isn't the gap more obvious than the length of life?"

Liu Qingfeng shook his head and smiled and said, "I'm a scholar. I met soldiers on the battlefield and was hacked to death with one or two knives. Captain Wang, do you think there is a big gap between the two sides?"

Wang Yifu nodded and said, "So in Mr. Liu's opinion, those who practice Taoism on the mountain just have bigger fists, that's all."

Liu Qingfeng stopped drinking, "The rich, the people on the mountain, especially the former who are incomparably rich, and the so-called latter who have obtained the Tao, both of them have received the great blessings of the heaven and the earth. They can live without worry, and have no food and clothing for several lifetimes." If you are worried, then you should think about opening your pockets and returning some. There are coming and going, and the water is flowing. It’s not that I insist that everyone learn from the moral saint, it’s not like that, but I did it, sending small money out, The way to welcome big money into the door, in the final analysis, is to make money and get more benefits."

Liu Qingfeng continued: "The connivance of those who break the rules is the greatest harm to those who follow the rules."

Speaking of this, Liu Qingfeng turned to look at the half-drunk young Liu Mao, and asked with a smile: "Then how can we be sure that the rules we set are good, right?"

"Master thinks about this by himself, I don't want to, and I can't think of an answer."

Liu Mao shook her head and grinned: "But master, don't think too much, otherwise I will be tired too if I don't talk about anything else."

Liu Qingfeng waved his hands and said helplessly, "Just keep drinking and don't think about anything."

Wang Yifu raised his wine bowl and offered Liu Qingfeng a bowl of wine.

Liu Qingfeng also picked up the bowl, "I will do what I can, and I won't be courteous to Wang Xianwei."

Later, Liu Mino had already fallen asleep on the table.

It is rare for Wang Yifu to chat with this Mr. Liu for so long and so casually.

Mr. Liu said that those major events and feats in Wang Yifu's eyes were all calm and extremely calm, except for a small matter that Wang Yifu had never thought of.

For the first time ever, Liu Qingfeng drank a big gulp of wine, he really used the wine to drown his sorrows.

"In Aquarius Continent, the disappearance of a local dialect is heartbreaking. There are many big and small, even very fragmented contexts, as long as books are still circulating, there is always a chance to remedy it. But those that involve many customs Dialect, if it is gone, it is completely gone.”

Liu Qingfeng finally stared at the window in a daze.

The windows are closed, and scholars cannot see the moonlight outside.

Whether it will be brighter than yesterday or darker than tomorrow, I don't know.

Xu Yuanxia returned to her hometown and opened a martial arts gym, but the owner of the gym likes to close the door to secretly write books, clean the rooms for the servants, peeking around, and it became a bit of a joke.

Even though the bearded man is quite old, his dignity is really not on the stage. But there are still many girls who are willing to marry him.

After all, at first glance, he is a master who is not short of money. The key is that this elderly man can eat well in all aspects. He can talk to the local Jianghu gang, the county magistrate, the errands in the county guard's mansion in the same city, and the scholar Gongsheng. A few words.

An old bachelor, as long as he has a big pocket, it is difficult to become a bachelor.

In the deep mountains around the city, a group of gods and lords came and occupied a secluded hilltop with beautiful mountains and rivers, which was soon shrouded in clouds and mist.

Soon the common people flocked away. At the foot of the mountain, there were those who kowtowed to beg for the fate of the immortal family, and there were also those who begged these immortals to help solve the disaster, but they were all turned away.

Then, when a mountain god wandered outside the mountain, he fell in love with a Taoist embryo, who was originally the most common city girl in the county. The young man she likes happens to be learning boxing in Xu Yuanxia's martial arts gym, and he is considered an outer disciple for the time being.

The thing that made Xu Yuanxia dumbfounded was that he went to the mountains, used reasoning and the saber on his waist, and finally persuaded the group of Qi practitioners, don't use force, you have to do what you want. People who practice Taoism, the realm is not high, and they are reasonable and kind, so they agree.

I never thought about Xu Yuanxia's martial arts gym, and quickly brought a large group of relatives to the girl's parents, making a fuss and wailing, especially the old woman, who fainted from crying and almost couldn't catch her breath.

Later, the girl herself changed her mind, whether she was persuaded by her parents or relatives or whatever, she agreed to go to the mountain to practice the magic of the fairy family.

Xu Yuanxia made a fuss and was not a human being.

It's just that Xu Yuanxia didn't feel much after walking too much.

The man and woman, before parting, that is, those meeting Liu Shaotou, vows of eternal love and so on, it is estimated that after both sides figured it out, they would still be full of longing for the future.

One learned boxing, became a hero of the rivers and lakes, opened up his own school, and the other learned the magic of the fairy family on the mountain, and they could even help each other in the future.

It's just that within a year, she came less frequently.

After another year, she simply never came again. Even if a man went to find her, he would not be able to go up the mountain, let alone see her.

Young men who had previously teetotaled began to learn to drink.

Xu Yuanxia could only sigh at this.

That girl is a cultivator, it's true, once following her teacher and brother, she was able to fly over the county city against the wind.

I would like to visit famous mountains and learn Taoism to fly cinnabar.

At that time, it was the sunset, and the young man looked up, and his face was full of tears.

Xu Yuanxia couldn't persuade her anything.

That night, Xu Yuanxia was lying on the ridge of the roof, sitting and drinking.

Some miss his two friends from the rivers and lakes who are younger than him.

The stupid and clever Zhang Shanfeng.

Chen Pingan, who is always thinking heavily.

I don't know how many pots of wine I have to drink next time the three meet again.

Today's world is full of weirdness, Xu Yuanxia only hopes that those two friends will go through mountains and rivers smoothly.

The bearded man tilted his head and rubbed his chin. Really, he shaved himself. Among the three, he was still the most handsome.

The book slip is in an alley in Huyunlou City.

There were two people living opposite each other, one big and one small, a young man squatting in the yard with a child with a snotny nose all the year round, roasting corn and breaking it into two pieces, the young man handed half to the child.

The child became impatient and refused to pick it up. "The surname is Gu, why should I eat the small half?! You are too old, so you can't let me go? Do you still want to be my brother-in-law?!"

Gu Can smiled and said, "I've never eaten the small half of corn in my life, it's always been the big one. I'm familiar with you, but I can't make an exception."

The child glanced at Gu Can, it didn't look like a joke, just take it when you see it, anyway, the corn belongs to Gu Can, and he didn't spend a copper coin, the child gnawed on the corn, and asked vaguely: "You are so rich, why don't you buy it?" Do you often eat roasted corn?"

Gu Can nodded and said, "Eat, why don't you eat, I'm so hungry, I'll eat dirt."

The child rolled his eyes and said: "You are full of nonsense all day long, no girl will like you."

The child has never known that the guy in front of him who is still a dog, who is barely worthy of his sister, used to be the big devil Gu of Shujian Lake. It can even be said that today's Gu Can is walking steadily, and all aspects of human exchanges and relationship management are flourishing, but everything is behind the scenes.

The former Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao, now a monk of the upper five realms, enshrined in the Zhenjing sect, after the question and answer of the master and apprentice before the retreat, has actually completely regarded Gu Can as the only direct descendant, and regarded the book "" "Jiangjiang Zhenjing" was left to Gu Can.

The senior sister, Tian Hujun, now regards this little junior brother as the last straw.

Guan Yiran, the young general of Dali who was originally in charge of guarding Yunlou City, even though he has left now, the new general of Dali is clearly a friend of the Guan family's great-great-great-grandson, and he is going to toast at the wine table. The one with Guan Yiran who is lower, Gu Can knows that this is a friend or not, but it doesn't really matter.

Han Jingling, the new emperor of Shihao Kingdom, Huang He, the youngest minister of rites in the temple of Shihao Kingdom, and many young "old friends" of Shujianhu, all came to see Gu Can one after another in private.

The most important thing is that an uninvited guest once came to the door.

Gu Can could tell the other party's identity at a glance, even if the other party played tricks.

Gu Can didn't pretend to be stupid, and bowed directly to salute, and called Sect Master Jiang respectfully.

Jiang Shangzhen was very happy at the time, not only entered the door, but also had a drink with Gu Can, isolated the small world silently, did not treat Gu Can as an outsider at all, and said a few shocking words.

Said that he, Jiang Shangzhen, is so fucking aggrieved now, lying on the side of the couch, snoring like thunder.

He also scolded the old suzerain of Yuguizong, scolded him for being too muddled in choosing the site, and could change it to any other place that doesn't shit. He chose this place because he deliberately made Jiang Shangzhen sleepless every day.

Gu Can just listened, holding the cup in both hands, not drinking.

The meaning of this action is very simple, that is, Gu Can, who is in Shujian Lake, just be the Gu Can who Sect Master Jiang thinks should be the right one.

As for what Gu Can is doing now, what he wants, what his heart is, what he wants in the future, everything is not important at all.

So Jiang Shangzhen just came here, drank a few glasses of wine, and then left.

Regarding these matters, Gu Can never concealed anything from Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi, except for certain words of the lord of the Zhenjing Sect, but Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi were still very worried at first, worried that Gu Can would return to the young man he was before. Gu Can on the gorge island, and no longer the Gu Can who followed Mr. Chen through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Fortunately, Gu Can didn't make them worry any more. Apart from all kinds of unimaginable entertainments and banquets, Gu Can would still take Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi to travel up and down the mountains near Shujian Lake for at least six months every year.

In this process, in addition to the landscape, there were also many conflicts other than accidents, and one of them was a tragic event.

Gu Can did not calm down as before, or laughed it off. This time, with the ordinary sword on his waist that was just for show, he killed twelve Qi practitioners alone, all of them were killed by one blow. There was a Longmen Realm cultivator that both Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi were very afraid of, but in front of Gu Can, who was not even considered a sword cultivator, he had no strength to fight back.

At that time, even Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi felt that their hearts were happy, and those who practiced Taoism would not regret their death.

In the end, Gu Can turned his back to the two of them, held the sword in one hand, and put the sword back into the sheath in no hurry. With the other hand, he lightly clenched his fist and tapped the hand holding the sword lightly, shaking off the blood on the long sword.

When Gu Can turned around, she had already sheathed her sword, and said with a smile, "Let's go. Heaven and earth give birth, and heaven and earth collect corpses. Don't worry about it."

Now Gu Can's family business is not small, except for the Qingxia Island that Liu Zhimao won back, there are many other islands in his name, so Gu Can actually seldom comes to the alley house, but every time he goes out When returning from travel, or taking a break from a busy schedule, they will come here to stay for a night.

Today there is enough corn, even though I can only eat the small half every time, the child still has a round belly.

Gu Can was thinking about one thing.

He went around thousands of times, and carefully placed the two chess pieces in Zhengyang Mountain and Qingfeng City Xu's, even he himself didn't know when he would be able to raise the line.

Since you are not in a hurry, take your time.

The child burped, sat on the ground, looked at the guy surnamed Gu, and asked, "Except for me, who else is so easy to talk and let you eat a big piece of corn?"

Gu Can glanced at him.

The child was suddenly a little scared.

Gu Can laughed, pointed to the child's face, "Wipe your nose."

As soon as the child sniffs his nose, he doesn't need to wipe it with the back of his sleeve.

Gu Can thought for a while and said, "It may be difficult for me and that person to have the same relationship as before, but it's okay, as long as I don't make a big mistake, and I don't make a single mistake, he can only miss me all the time. So many good friends broke up as soon as they said they broke up, and they didn't have any troubles, and they didn't drift away. I am like him now, not far or close, but I feel more at ease."

Gu Can looked at the child who was sitting on the ground shrunken, and said with a smile, "What do you think? Little slug?"

The child didn't know why, but felt that Gu Can didn't know him anymore, so he didn't dare to bluff like before, and said in a low voice, "It's whatever you say it is. I'm young and don't understand anything, so I just listen to you."

Gu Can laughed, "Also smart, but still worse than me."

Now the child is no longer afraid of him, and said with blank eyes: "I'm smart? Go and ask Mr. Master about his ruler!"

Gu Can hummed, and said with emotion: "It really makes sense."

Gu Can stood up suddenly, and said to the child, "Go and sit in my room for a while, remember not to rummage through things."

The child went in without knowing it, and obediently went to the room where Gu Can lived, but stood on tiptoe at the window sill, worried that something would happen to Gu Can.

So still a smart kid.

There is a kind of intelligence that is born in nature.

Gu Can looked towards the gate and said with a smile, "It's okay if you don't want to come in, I'll just go out to see you."

A frail scholar with a penetrating head showed up timidly, and introduced himself: "My name is Liu Chicheng, a native of Baishan Country, which is very close to Guanhu Academy. One is confused, standing here for no reason. Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings, I am definitely not that thug, I am a serious and refined person, the kind with a reputation!"

Gu Can squinted her eyes, clasped her fists together and said, "Since there is no need for the junior to go out, then I should invite the senior to come out."

The scholar's momentum changed completely, and he strode across the threshold.

"Liu Chicheng" said in admiration, "It's really awesome for young people."

Gu Can got up and smiled and said, "As long as senior doesn't feel that 'this son can't stay', it's fine."

Liu Chicheng laughed when he heard the words: "Interesting and interesting, wonderful and wonderful. By the way, I originally came to retrieve the "Jianjiang Zhenjing", and I was worried that it would be unkind to others. I never thought it would be a match made in heaven. Xiaowa Son, it seems that you are not very old, but your realm is quite high, what is your name?"

Gu Can had a strange expression, and thought of something, "Senior, are you taking another apprentice?"

Liu Chicheng's expression changed slightly, he was a little embarrassed, and sighed, "It's embarrassing at this moment."

Gu Can said: "Senior, I implore, talk carefully next time, and discuss things carefully."

Having said that, Gu Can paused for a moment, fixedly staring at this "scholar" who must have a very high level, but without the slightest awe, "Otherwise, senior will be proud for a while and then be disappointed."

Liu Chicheng imitated Gu Can and hummed, "It really makes sense."

Then Liu Chicheng smiled and said: "You shouldn't stay in this small pond, you should go to Baidi City in the Divine Continent of Zhongtu."

The national power of the Dali Dynasty is flourishing day by day.

Recently, there has been a continuous drizzle in the old Zhongyue territory of Dali, which is annoying.

Dali's original five mountains have now been reduced to mountain gods. In addition to the new Beiyue Piyun Mountain, three mountains are about to be selected as Beiyue's assistant prince mountain, which makes some mountain gods even more worried.

In the past, the entire Aquarius Continent did not pay attention to this. In the Grand Continent, the Central Earth Continent, there have been similar measures in history, but the effect is not significant, and it can even be said to be a far-reaching disaster. Because this move is costly and laborious, it is not pleasing, and it is easy to cause extra problems and troubles.

The reason is very simple. These vassal mountains are often extremely far away from Dayue, not the kind of mountain tops adjacent to Dayue. The old mountain gods were originally under the fence of others in name, and they were a head shorter than Dayue. The sudden increase is countless, because the tiger can come to his own mountain at a very fast speed as he pleases. According to the etiquette established by Confucian sages, the imperial court originally only had the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, which could inspect and evaluate the merits and demerits of a mountain god.

Although neither the Minister of Rites nor the Minister of Servants dare to neglect this matter, after all, the important affairs of the country are in the sacrificial and military affairs. However, the specific affairs, large and small, are all in charge of the Lang Zhong of the Temple Priest and Qing Officials. The one who really needs to deal with all the year round is actually this Lang Zhong who is not high in rank but holds real power.

Not only that, the tiger and Dayue can arbitrarily grab the luck of mountains and rivers from the mountains where the mountain shrine sits. Of course, Dayue can also give gifts to the mountain of the prince in turn, but even if the tiger is convincing, can you really believe it?

There was a woman in Tsing Yi, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking on a mountain road.

This trip is to reason first, if the reason does not make sense, then eat something.

After all, the entire old Zhongyue territory is actually the new territory of Longquan Sword Sect.

On the way to the north, she picked up a little girl on the road and took it with her.

The little girl from Jingmei asked with a smile, "Sister Xiuxiu, do you know the other name of the paper umbrella in our hand?"

Ruan Xiu said absently, "I don't know."

"Supporting flowers. Isn't it very vivid and very pleasant to hear?"

"Yes."

"Sister Xiuxiu, why have you been so unmotivated?"

"I'm out of pastries, I'm hungry."

"That makes sense. Sister Xiuxiu, have you ever heard that eating red bayberry without spitting out the core, and eating watermelon without spitting out the seeds make you even more hungry?"

Ruan Xiu laughed, and patted the little girl on the head, "Look at how clever you are."

The little girl lifted her foot, looked at the muddy shoes, and said depressedly: "It's annoying."

Ruan Xiu nodded, "It's very annoying."

The little girl moved a few steps away, then simply stepped on the mud with one foot and one foot, and asked, "Sister Xiuxiu, do you have a sweetheart?"

Ruan Xiu smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Yes."

The little girl turned her head, raised the oil-paper umbrella, looked at sister Xiuxiu's profile for a long time, and said softly, "Sister Xiuxiu, you are so nice, why doesn't he go out with you?"

Ruan Xiu thought for a while and said, "He is always in my heart."

The little girl put her finger on her cheek and made a grimace, "Sister Xiuxiu, you are a woman, so you are not shy."

Ruan Xiu began to perfunctory the little girl who had a lot of problems, "That's it."

Great Sui capital.

That woman, who has been wearing red clothes or red padded jacket year after year, did not stay in the cliff academy today, but went to an ordinary orangery in the suburbs of Beijing.

It's a pity that it's not winter yet, otherwise the oranges hanging on the tree are like little girls in red clothes.

Li Baoping just had a temporary idea today, remembering passing by such a place earlier, and then thinking about taking a look, she was satisfied after seeing it, and she returned the same way.

On the way, I met two people who made Li Baoping happier.

A small black charcoal carrying a small bamboo box and holding a walking stick.

And the guy nicknamed Big White Goose by Little Heitan.

Pei Qian flew towards Li Baoping.

Li Baoping rubbed Pei Qian's head, "Are you taller? Take it easy, don't change from a short winter melon to a tall bamboo pole."

Pei Qian, who was originally elated, immediately became worried.

Li Baoping twisted Pei Qian's face, and said with a smile, "I'm just kidding, why is my little head still not working?"

Pei Qian has a lot to say to Sister Bao Ping.

Li Baoping signaled Pei Qian not to worry, then turned around and asked, "How is little uncle?"

Cui Dongshan nodded with a smile, "Little uncle, sir, master, will be back."

Pei Qian said angrily: "Put 'master' before 'sir'!"

Li Baoping looked at the two guys chasing and fighting, took a deep breath, and rubbed his cheeks vigorously with his hands, but it was a pity that the little uncle was not there.

Otherwise, it will snow in winter, and everyone can have a snowball fight together.

When I grew up, I counted myself as having the least amount of meetings with my junior uncle, and of course she and my junior uncle were together.

On the big tree on the top of the cliff academy.

Cui Dongshan, Li Baoping, Pei Qian, climbed up one by one, very skillful.

Sit side by side on a branch together.

Pei Qian wanted to sit in the middle, but Cui Dongshan couldn't grab it, Li Baoping let her, Pei Qian succeeded, and was very happy.

Li Baoping had already listened to Pei Qian's talk about the mountains and rivers all the way, and he spoke very slowly. He just took the Niujiaoshan ferry to the Old Dragon City, and he just finished talking.

Cui Dongshan hugged the back of his head with both hands, shaking his legs.

In the night, the capital of Sui Dynasty was brilliantly lit.

Most of the prosperous places in Haoran Tianxia are like this.

The melting moon is light and windy.

Wealth and peace.

Cui Dongshan closed his eyes, unwilling to look at these anymore.

I have seen too much.

I only hope that my husband will return home early in a beautiful season when the grass grows and the warblers fly.