Sword of Coming

Pei Qian opened the door to the courtyard. Zhou Mili was holding a hiking stick and carrying a small pole on his shoulder. On one end of the pole was a sack of melon seeds. The little girl in black was chatting with the stone lions at the door. One was chirping, and the other was silent. They were very compatible.

Zhou Mili heard the creaking sound of the door opening and quickly turned to look at Pei Qian. Just as he was about to ask, Pei Qian signaled Zhou Mili to stop talking and then turned to look at a rooftop in the distance.

The martial arts master in his prime was standing on the ridge of a gorgeous building on the top of a hill. Now that his trace had been discovered, he wanted to leave this place and return to the palace to report the situation here to the young emperor. In fact, he also He didn't know much, but His Majesty the Emperor was simply afraid of the girl who could reach the sky and punch out the sea of ​​clouds, so he hurriedly ordered him to come and find out what was going on. He arrived too late, and saw the girl piercing the earth like an arrow. Returning, compared to the previous tremors in the capital and the great movement of the dragon's veins, when the girl landed, it was completely opposite, silent and soundless, like a feather falling to the ground. This made the martial arts master feel horrified. It was the highest level, which could be described as a state of transformation.

After the death of the great demon Ding Ying, Yu Zhenyi, who first turned to practice immortal magic, disappeared and was rumored to have secretly ascended to the sky. Spring Chao Palace Zhou Fei and National Master Zhong Qiu have traveled far away to have a bird's eye view of Feng Lu Fang and others. Many top masters, especially Lu Tai, who came out of nowhere and unified the demon sect in less than ten years, and finally challenged Yu Zhenyi, also disappeared. After that, no top master appeared in the world for many years.

Could the "girl" in front of me be a legendary person with a talent for beauty?

Is it the exiled immortal who descended from the sky and came here to travel?

Nowadays, the world is short of breath, but the fairy spirit on the mountain is getting stronger and stronger, with all kinds of strange things emerging one after another.

Unexpectedly, the girl only took a few steps to jump over the wall and then across the roof. In an instant, she arrived at a vertical ridge on the roof opposite the middle-aged master. They were facing each other. Pei Qian was standing a little lower. The girl closed her fists, cupped her fists and saluted, and said in pure Nanyuan Mandarin: "Pei Qian, a disciple of Nanyuan State and a disciple of Luopo Mountain, do you have any advice?"

The middle-aged martial artist with the sword hanging on his waist restrained his embarrassed expression and returned the salute with cupped fists, "My dear Dong Zhongxia, I am currently serving the Wei family and the martial arts instructor of the Royal Forest Army."

Dong Zhongxia smiled and said: "I don't dare to give advice, but I was ordered to come here for inspection. Since Miss Pei is practicing here, I can return to my life with peace of mind."

His Majesty the Emperor has a secret order. No matter where you meet the Luoluoshan monks, Nanyuan Kingdom will respect them.

The first emperor of the Wei family, Wei Liang, unexpectedly abdicated to his eldest son when he was in his prime. After the new emperor Wei Yan ascended the throne, he promoted the imperial examination, granted amnesty to fishermen with three surnames, Lehu in Xishan, and beggars in Yuzhou, canceled their "low status", and allowed them to The children take part in the imperial examination. In the martial arts examination, children from border gates and military camps, as well as from the three generations of innocent Jianghu children of their ancestors, can participate in the selection. The imperial edict clearly states that the purpose of the military examination is to promote trusted officials and trusted officials for the benefit of the country. The third thing is to build a landscape temple, and let the Ministry of Rites start to read the local chronicles of various states and counties, select loyal ministers and virtuous people in life, and mold them into golden bodies, hoping to turn into heroic spirits after death and continue to protect the local customs. In addition, Emperor Wei of the Nanyuan Kingdom began to secretly support and win over cultivators to help suppress the ghosts and spirits emerging in various places and prevent them from harming one party. Otherwise, heroes from all over the world, even if they are good at fists and kicks, would never be able to fight against these The weird existence of Jiao Dao is really powerless and suffers a lot.

However, Dong Zhongxia is one of the newest first-class masters in the world. At the age of 40, he broke through the bottleneck of martial arts in the past few years. After traveling far away, he suppressed several notorious demons along the way and became famous. He was selected by the new emperor Wei Yan and served as one of the military envoys of Nanyuan. Dong Zhongxia now knows that His Majesty the Emperor is the real master of martial arts and has extremely profound attainments.

Pei Qian smiled and asked, "Senior Dong, isn't he from Nanyuan?"

Otherwise, the opponent would have recognized that the peak fist fight she had just shown deliberately came from the old master of the Nanyuan Kingdom, Mr. Zhong.

However, it can be seen that Dong Zhongxia may not be the true confidant of the Emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom.

Dong Zhongxia nodded and said: "Dong is from the Songlai Kingdom and has only arrived in the Nanyuan Kingdom not long ago."

Pei Qian turned his head and looked away, frowning, this is still hidden, is it interesting? The previous punches made the noise a bit louder. An expert from Nanyuan Kingdom came to spy on him. It was his duty as a court official, so Pei Qian treated him with courtesy. It was just the one other than Dong Zhongxia. After she appeared, , mistakenly thinking that she didn't notice, instead of stopping, she went even further and quietly used a technique to condense a few tiny water droplets around Pei Qian and Dong Zhongxia, as if to eavesdrop on the conversation.

Pei Qian and Dong Zhongxia bid farewell.

Dong Zhongxia was slightly surprised. It seemed that he was not the banished immortal from a greater world.

The tiles around Pei Qian were almost motionless, but the layer of dust on the roof tiles suddenly dispersed, and the next moment Dong Zhongxia had disappeared from Pei Qian's figure.

Pei Qian was already squatting next to the eaves of a roof far away from Dong Zhongxia, staring at a young man who was sitting cross-legged, making rostrums with his hands. He was wearing a robe that was rarely seen in Lotus Root Blessed Land, with his hair on his head. Wearing a high jasper crown and a white jade dagger at his waist.

The young man stood up with a smile, "The guest of the prince's residence, Wang Guangjing, has met Miss Pei."

Pei Qian asked: "Wang Xianshi in the prince's mansion? Didn't you and the other two masters leave Beijing under the order to reopen the old pit in Longtan Shuiyan?"

Nowadays, the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom is full of fish and dragons, and there are a lot of immortal masters and priests who are seeking fame, but there are also some immortals who have really set foot in cultivation, or they are in places with beautiful mountains and rivers, first come, first served, and quickly seize the general trend, "establish a sect and establish a sect ", or one after another attached themselves to the emperors and monarchs of the Three Kingdoms, taking the fairy money that everyone had seen for the first time in vain. These things are recorded in detail on Luopo Mountain, and Nuan Shu makes a copy every now and then, and sends them to the Patriarch Hall of Jise Peak for archiving, while the original manuscript is stored at the old cook's side. Luopo Mountain has secretly created two channels for collecting information in the blessed land of lotus roots. One is personally created by Mr. Zhong. The old emperor Wei Liang and the new emperor Wei Yan are all clear about it, because it belongs to one of the terms of the contract signed between Luobo Mountain and Nanyuan Kingdom. One, the other one is far away in the territory of Song Lai Kingdom, which is managed by Zhu Lian.

Although Pei Qian doesn't quite understand these temple affairs, he also knows that the old and new emperor's father and son are not as harmonious as they appear on the surface. Otherwise, the old emperor would not be so close to his second son Wei Yun, and the new emperor Wei Yan would not be so close. Let the emperor's younger brother Wei Yun be the governor of the capital, and let a powerful and veteran official who was optimistic about the prince Wei Yun in the early years be the minister of a country. Qian even thought that the Nanyuan Kingdom was still the old emperor's master.

Wang Guangjing was slightly surprised, and said with shame on his face: "Before I left, I was in a hurry to pass the test, I made a mistake in my practice, and made a lot of mistakes, so I had to rest in Beijing."

When Dong Zhongxia left, he took a look here from a distance, feeling heavy.

That Prince Wei Yun is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp. In recent years, with the backing of the Supreme Emperor, he has absorbed a large number of people who practice Taoism.

If the Wu Fu, a woman surnamed Pei, has been associated with the Prince's Mansion this time and recruited as an offering, wouldn't it cause the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom to become more undercurrent?

Dong Zhongxia hurried back to a hidden mansion adjacent to the imperial palace. It used to be the place where the national teacher Zhongqiu practiced. Dong Zhongxia was shocked when he saw the man who was visiting incognito. :"His Majesty."

Emperor Wei Yan listened carefully to Dong Zhongxia's words, and said with a smile, "Snakes and rats in the mountains, dare to speak falsely about solicitation in front of the dragon's subordinates?"

That small pond in Prince Wei Yun's mansion can withstand a river-crossing dragon who is used to seeing rivers, how many mouthfuls of water can it draw? So what about hospitality?

Standing beside Wei Yan was a slim and graceful woman, her younger sister Wei Zhen.

Wei Zhen asked softly: "Since the girl is from Luopo Mountain, what is the relationship with that Chen Jianxian? Brother Huang, why don't you ask?"

Wei Yan reminded: "You are not allowed to mess around with such important military affairs."

Wei Zhen felt a little regretful.

She is also a half-cultivator now, and she is very yearning for the world where Luopo Mountain is located. Looking through the secret files of the palace over the years, I am more and more yearning.

On Pei Qian's side, after hearing Wang Guangjing's twisted words, his face remained normal, and he felt a little funny in his heart.

Although Pei Qian's mind and body were deliberately "overwhelmed" by her in the past, she has always been short and a black charcoal girl, but if she only talks about people's hearts, even when she just left Ouhua Blessed Land, Pei Qian is really nothing The child is gone, otherwise the two old Jianghu police officers in the border town of the Daquan Dynasty would not have been fooled by her nonsense, and sent her back to Jiuniang's inn respectfully all the way, and later even Li Huai and two school friends , I still think that Pei Qian is the "Her Royal Highness Princess among the refugees".

Pei Qian declined Wang Guangjing's invitation, and wanted to go back to the house to meet Xiaomi Li.

Unexpectedly, Wang Guangjing was still unwilling to give up and entangled endlessly. He moved out the prince Wei Yun, saying that his prince is the most virtuous person, especially treating martial arts well. , as long as Pei Qian nods, the prince will definitely take the time to come.

Pei Qian's brain hurts from hearing it, and he doesn't speak well. He either uses the backing to scare people, or drags out sour words. How did Wei Yun find such a silly Keqing? Is he helping the Prince's Mansion to recruit people or drive them away? ?

Pei Qian immediately thought, although this Wang Guangjing was full of lies, the retreat was not a mistake, but a great success, successfully entered the cave realm, he was regarded as the first batch of middle five realm qi practitioners in the blessed land of lotus root, he was indeed a half-celestial master, In the current blessed land, spiritual energy is becoming more and more abundant, and more and more people are climbing mountains and practicing Taoism, but there are still not many people who can reach the middle five realms. Qi practitioners, the next time they stop, it should be when the lotus root blessing land encounters the bottleneck of the middle blessing land.

Regarding when the lotus root blessed land will be among the first-class blessed lands, the old cook once said that even if you can afford the Guyu money, don't worry, not to mention that there is really no such money in Luoluo Mountain.

At that time, in the small courtyard, Chen Ling hadn't traveled far to Beiju Luzhou from all eyes, Zheng Dafeng was still looking at the gate, and everyone was looking at the big mountain lord Wei Bo.

Zheng Dafeng joked at the time: "Speak slowly, earn money quickly."

Wei Bo smiled and said, "If you keep doing this, I'm going to overturn the chessboard."

At this time, Pei Qian suddenly remembered a reminder from the old cook before he left, don't copy the master's behavior everywhere, you have your own world to go, if you are too like the master, your master will always worry about you, in the eyes of the master, you will Always a child in need of his arm.

Pei Qian raised his eyebrows and thought it made sense. Looking at Wang Guangjing again, Pei Qian changed completely. He was no longer as imposing as when he was speaking with Dong Zhongxia. Regarding the family affairs of the Wei family, you, a guest of the royal family, leave quickly and cultivate your way. Remember, my truth, just say it once, listen to others when they say good things. Ghost tricks to test me..."

Pei Qian raised his fist and shook it lightly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to catch my punch."

Wang Guangjing pretended to be helpless and said: "I heard that Chen Jianxian is the most reasonable in his life. Miss Pei is half a native and half an exile..."

"Master said that there is not much difference between using righteousness to disgust good people and bullying others with power."

Pei Qian kicked his feet and came to Wang Guangjing in an instant. The latter couldn't dodge in time and was terrified. The girl's punch was already close to Wang Guangjing's forehead, only an inch away.

Pei Qian said: "Aren't you going? Like to lie down and enjoy the blessings, and be carried away?"

Wang Guangjing's white jade dagger, which looked like a paperweight for a copywriter, shone brightly.

Pei Qian didn't even look at it, "Do you really want to ask about the sword? Do you know how many sword cultivators and sword immortals I have seen?!"

Wang Guangjing took a step back and said with a smile: "Since Miss Pei is unwilling to accept the kindness of the palace, then forget it. The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and they are all cultivators. Maybe there will be a chance to become friends in the future."

Pei Qian withdrew his fist, glanced at the scene of Wang Guangjing's heart lake, his momentum changed again, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Cui said that if a martial artist punches, he can shallow the whole belly of a villain and drain a villain's guts." If you hit too small, you should punch decisively."

Wang Guangjing smiled wryly, "Why is Miss Pei being so aggressive? Could it be that I want to kowtow to admit my mistake? From the beginning to the end, there was no disrespect at all?"

Pei Qian was a little entangled, afraid that he thought and saw right, but the punch was not serious, and he did something wrong.

It was exactly the same as Pei Qian's embarrassment in front of the Yuye River Water God Temple.

On the contrary, it was not as straightforward as Chen Lingjun.

Suddenly, Pei Qian looked up.

A gray gown came against the wind, and it floated down, holding down Wang Guangjing's head, and twisting his wrist, making the latter spin all the way to the street.

Zhu Lian turned his back to Wang Guangjing on the street, raised his hand, and waved it backwards casually. Wang Guangjing, who had not yet stabilized his figure, flew backwards as if his head had been hit by a heavy hammer, and slid out ten feet on the street. Flip, fainted on the spot.

Zhu Lian laughed and said: "There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. If you don't keep a mouse dropping, you will spoil a pot of porridge."

Zhu Lian leaned back slightly and looked elsewhere. There was a cultivator lurking in the dark, ready to rescue Wang Guangjing. Zhu Lian asked, "People in the Prince's Mansion like to pick up chicken shit and dog shit to go home?"

That Wei Yun hasn't stopped for a long time.

As for the old emperor Wei Liang, he was more of an emperor. Even if he wanted to ask about cultivating immortals, he had never really seen the magnificent scenery of the world. Of course, there is also the idea of ​​bargaining with Luoluoshan based on this.

If it weren't for the kindness of today's son Wei Yan, this lotus root blessed land would soon be a mess, and the worst would be Master Zhongqiu and Cao Qinglang.

Pei Qian gathered his voice together and asked in confusion, "Old cook, why did you change your face?"

Zhu Lian said helplessly: "The wind on the mountain is so strong that it was blown away."

Zhu Lian turned to look at the young immortal lying on the street dozing off, and remained silent.

Pei Qian suddenly asked a question, "Old cook, will you not be free in Luoluo Mountain?"

Zhu Lian said with emotion: "Sure enough, I have grown up to ask this kind of question. Originally I thought that only the young master would ask me like this when he returned home."

Pei Qian smiled and said, "I'll just say it casually, and you can tell Master the answer yourself later."

Zhu Lian said slowly: "The freedom to punch may not be great. But in life, the freedom to speak freely, the freedom to cook and cook, the freedom to earn and spend money, the freedom to look down at books and look up at the scenery The freedom of playing chess with friends, the freedom of not seeking to win or lose, the freedom of watching the juniors grow up day by day, which one is not freedom."

Pei Qian was not used to old people who were not old cooks, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "What about that Wang Guangjing who pretended to be dead?"

Zhu Lian said: "Yu Lu and Xie Xie have already taken leave from the master Maoshan of the Academy. In the next two years, they will travel together in the lotus root blessed land. When the time comes, we will borrow someone from Wei Yun and let Wang Guangjing lead the way. With Yu Lu here, cultivate your heart It's not a big problem."

Pei Qian asked curiously, "Did Li Huai join in the fun?"

Zhu Lian shook his head and said: "According to what Brother Dafeng said, if Li Huai goes out, it is estimated that a cultivator in the lotus root blessed land will not have any great opportunities."

Pei Qian had an idea, but he didn't dare to say it.

Zhu Lian asked: "Do you want to go to Beiju Luzhou Lion Peak to find Li Huai's father?"

Pei Qian nodded, "Senior Gu is no longer in this world, but Uncle Li's boxing skills are also very high, and he taught his master, so I want to go there to practice boxing. It just so happens that Li Huai also wants to go there to see his parents and sister."

Zhu Lian thought for a while, "Yes."

Pei Qian sat on the edge of the eaves, a little disappointed, "It's just that the master should nod and agree to this kind of thing."

Zhu Lian squatted aside and comforted softly: "If the young master is here, I will definitely agree to you."

On the street, a little girl who picked up two bags of melon seeds on a small pole came running up. Zhu Lian couldn't laugh or cry and said, "You guys want to eat melon seeds as food."

Pei Qian jumped forward and landed on the street.

On the way Zhou Mili came running, she carefully bypassed Wang Guangjing who was lying on the ground. She kept turning her back to the fainted Wang Guangjing. I didn't look at you and you didn't see me. The water does not interfere with the river, and after passing the sleepy man, Zhou Mili immediately quickened his pace, two small sacks were dangling on the small pole, one stood still, stretched out his hand to support the two bags, and asked softly: "Old cook, I saw Pei Qian from a distance. Chatting with others, what did you do? Sneak attack, don’t pay attention. Next time I say hello and call again, otherwise it won’t sound good to the Jianghu. I’ll smash the melon seeds first, and I’m brave enough to yell a few times, calling that person Wake up, are you coming again?"

Zhu Lian imitated the little girl's words, nodded and smiled, "Kuo Yi, I like it."

Zhu Lian's shots were extremely light before, so that Wang Guangjing actually woke up when Zhou Mili passed by. The young fairy who is both a guest qing and a military adviser behind the scenes in the Prince's Mansion almost didn't shed tears.

Pei Qian pinched Zhou Mili's cheek, and when he pulled, Zhou Mili immediately tilted his head on tiptoe, patted Pei Qian's finger lightly, and said vaguely: "Why is this necessary, why is it necessary."

Zhu Lian stomped her foot.

That Wang Guangjing's whole body bounced up immediately, he didn't dare to pretend to be asleep anymore, after standing still, he said tremblingly: "I pay my respects to the old god."

Zhu Lian nodded, with a kind expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to pat him.

The beating caused Wang Guangjing to land directly at the end of the street.

Zhu Lian laughed and said, "If you punch this one, you should lose your courage."

Zhu Lian looked around and said to himself: "It's a pity that when we met in the early years, Ding Ying was still a baby. When I finally came back, he disappeared. Otherwise, I can teach him how to be a junior."

It's not just a Wu lunatic talking idiots.

In fact, what Ding Ying did later on was basically following Zhu Lian's old path. Earlier, Zhu Lian had already been in the agreement of Jiazi, one person fought against nine others, and Zhu Lian killed most of the top ten masters in the world at that time. The reason why Zhu Lian didn't kill Ding Ying was because he believed that the hope of ascension was slim, and at that moment he felt that ascension didn't seem to mean much, so he deliberately gave Ding Ying, who was barely pleasing to the eye, a big head and the corresponding martial arts. . It can be said that Ding Ying's later great achievements, whether it is martial arts achievements or xinxing growth, half of the credit is due to Zhu Lian.

And when Zhu Lian was alive.

In this world, literature is the first and martial arts is the second.

Pei Qian said, "Let's go back?"

Zhu Lian nodded and said, "Let's talk after eating a sack of melon seeds, otherwise Nuan Shu will probably complain that you bought too many."

After returning to the house, Pei Qian asked how to break the bottleneck of the six realms, and how to treat martial arts in Beiju Luzhou.

Zhou Mili reminded Pei Qian that he even asked about the bottlenecks of the seventh and eighth realms.

Pei Qian glared, "Can you eat hot tofu in a hurry?"

Zhou Mili is a little confused, no matter how hot the tofu is, isn't it all a bite?

Zhu Lian still told Pei Qian some precautions.

After that, Zhu Lian returned to Luopo Mountain soon.

Pei Qian said he had to finish a few things, so he went to Cao Qinglang's ancestral house, and helped tidy up the house with Xiaomi Li. Then I took the rice grains to eat at the Baihe Temple night market. I ate the stuff that the master said was numbing and hot. I ordered two casserole for Zhou Mi grains. When I was full, I glanced at the master together. The library of officials and eunuchs who used to borrow books to read, told Zhou Mili that compared with the Zhilan Tower in Nuanshu's hometown, it was several millet's heads shorter.

Later, Pei Qian went to see the peer who became a girl and young woman earlier than herself. A few years ago, she married a foreign scholar who passed the Jinshi exam, and her official career went smoothly.

When the woman's family members took a carriage to a temple in the capital to burn incense and pray for blessings, Pei Qian followed far away without showing his face.

In the end, Pei Qian helped the master and walked to Zhuangyuan Lane. In the early years, there was a story of a poor scholar rushing for an exam and a woman in the rivers and lakes with a pipa in her arms. The lover failed to become a family member.

After inquiring with the shopkeeper of the local book shop, I found out that the scholar had taken the exam twice in a row, but still failed to get the title on the gold list. After crying bitterly, it seemed that he gave up completely and went back to his hometown to open a school.

I don't know if that scholar will meet the girl he likes again in this life.

Who knows.

On the last day of leaving Nanyuan Kingdom, Pei Qian touched the roof at night.

Zhou Mili also followed.

The thin young girl and the young girl were lying on the roof together, looking at the full moon.

Zhou Mili ate melon seeds and asked casually, "The more you practice punches, the less you dare to punch?"

Pei Qian said: "Master treats the life and death of others, just like treating a piece of porcelain that can be broken when knocked. Master didn't say this, but I have always seen it."

Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, "It's very good. Then don't rush to punch, Pei Qian, let's not be in a hurry."

Pei Qian smiled and said: "What are we? You don't practice boxing. It's fine if you don't practice boxing. In fact, it's very hard. See, the master told me not to practice boxing too early. The only time I didn't listen to the teacher, You will suffer a lot. That’s why you must listen to Master’s words.”

Zhou Mili secretly moved the hand that was spreading the melon seeds away, and said some sad words, Pei Qian stretched out his hand to grab it, but in vain, the little girl laughed loudly, and hurriedly moved her hand back.

Pei Qian looked at the sky, smiled, and scratched his head. He thought that he could see Grandpa Cui once he punched at the highest point.

Zhou Mili said in a low voice: "Pei Qian, I went to Beiju Luzhou, remember to take a look at Dumb Lake for me."

Pei Qian asked, "You don't want to go together?"

Zhou Mili shook her head, "Over there, I have no friends."

Pei Qian rubbed Xiaomi Li's head, "You have a big brain, you are confused about small things, but you are clever when you encounter big things."

Zhou Mili sighed for no reason.

Pei Qian asked, "What's the matter, are you worried?"

Zhou Mili shook her head and said solemnly, "I don't have any worries, so I'm worried."

Pei Qian smashed down a chestnut.

Zhou Mili was pretending to be in pain, rolling on the roof with her head in her arms, rolling back and forth, enjoying it endlessly.

Pei Qian'an lay quietly on the side, lightly punched the sky, and murmured: "It seems to be higher."

Gu Can and Liu Chicheng traveled north together with the Chai Bofu who fell twice in a row.

Sure enough, Liu Chicheng stopped at the boundary between the two states.

Gu Can walked alone.

Liu Chicheng and his brother Longbo were wandering around in a bustling city of Chizhou. Liu Chicheng wanted to see those beauties at the bottom of the mountain. The young and white-headed Chai Bofu didn't even care about blindfolding. He was healing his wounds all the way. It was bad, and Liu Chicheng slapped him again, and he almost couldn't even defend the Dragon Gate Realm. Besides, there was Gu Can who seemed ready to dig a hole to bury someone at any time, the majestic Nascent Soul Bottleneck Yexiu, and many friends in Aquarius Island. The figure on the top of the mountain, Long Bo, who broke his wrist, seemed to return to the bleak days of monks in the lower five realms during this time.

When Liu Chicheng and Chai Bofu returned to the fairy inn, Liu Chicheng who was walking swaggered was struck by lightning.

He told Chai Bo Fu to go away.

Chai Bofu endured the words, and immediately went out to go shopping alone, not even daring to stay in the inn.

Liu Chicheng actually put away the pink Taoist robe directly, only dared to show others the Confucian shirt of the original owner of this physique, and knocked on the door lightly.

There were two people playing chess in the courtyard, but they ignored it.

Liu Chicheng bit the bullet and pushed open the door, silently walked behind a man in white, watching his nose, nose, nose, and heart.

The person playing chess with the man in white is an old Confucian scholar in green shirt with a solemn face.

The man in white smiled and said, "Cui Chan, that's not a bad move. If Gu Can can become my disciple, I won't bother with you about saving a waste out of trouble. If you become my junior brother, I will agree to what you ask for." thing."

Cui Chan nodded and said, "Then it's an agreement."

The twister in Cui Chan's hand went first, but the piece did not land on the chessboard, so the chessboard was always empty.

Liu Chicheng held his breath and concentrated.

The man in white didn't look at the chessboard, and said with a smile: "I helped find a good embryo in Baidi City, and also recruited that person to play chess for my senior brother. How should I thank you? No wonder the master told me back then that the reason why I chose you as a disciple , because I like your brother's ability to poke a hornet's nest, so that my senior brother will not be so boring."

Liu Chicheng's mouth was dry and his face was stiff.

The man in white got up and said: "Stop playing, this chess game is meant to be broken by those who can do more work. You, Cui Chan, have brought on your own predicament. Don't think about pulling me into the water outside the chessboard. A Great Li Dynasty, bear the burden." No consequences."

Cui Chan sighed, put the chess pieces back into the chess box, stood up and said, "Then I won't give it away."

The man in white nodded and disappeared in a flash.

Only then did Liu Chicheng wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Cui Chan put away the chessboard and chess box, glanced at Liu Chicheng, and said with a smile, "I'm ashamed of my ability to kill."

Liu Chicheng smiled wryly and said, "Where did I expect that I would encounter so many contingencies one after another."

Cui Chan smiled and said, "Not many, just three."

Liu Chicheng was really helpless.

Cui Chan seemed to say casually: "If you die, you don't have to die, let alone worry about accidents."

Liu Chicheng made a bow and said, "Congratulations to the national teacher for breaking the border."

Cui Chan said: "Congratulations to an old birthday star who has lived to ninety-nine years old, isn't it also an act of death."

Liu Chicheng began to play a rogue, "My senior brother is here, so I am not afraid of anything."

Cui Chan said: "All I need to tell you is to let your senior brother kill you."

Liu Chicheng immediately bowed again, and said pitifully: "I beg the national teacher to tell you some truths about scholars, I am most willing to listen to this now."

Cui Chan said: "Then listen to my advice. When Gu Can arrives in Baidi City, no matter what happens in the future, just protect him from death. Don't do it, and don't do it too much."

Liu Chicheng still wanted to ask this real master some more secrets, but Cui Chan had already disappeared.

Liu Chicheng sighed endlessly.

The site of the old cliff academy in Dali Capital City has been sealed off by the imperial court for many years.

A snow-white rainbow light descended from the sky, bright and upright, completely ignoring the great array of mountains and rivers in Dali Capital City, and even seemed to ignore the Confucian saint sitting in the sky.

After the man in white appeared, he glanced at the imitation Bai Yujing that was about to move. It seemed that a temporary imperial decree had been obtained there, and the activated Bai Yujing quickly fell silent.

This man, who actually didn't like leaving Baidi City, walked slowly, and sighed: "A flower grows, and it will be a bad grass."

Before Gu Can returned home.

There are two pairs of masters and servants with a total of four people, and three of them are considered returning home.

Song Jixin, king of Dali Fan in Niping Lane, has a maidservant Zhigui.

Ma Kuxuan of Xinghua Lane.

As for Ma Kuxuan's handmaiden "Shu Dian", it seemed superfluous along the way.

And Song Jixin was disgusted by this Ma Kuxuan who was under the guise of escorting him all the way.

The ferry docked at Niujiaoshan Ferry.

Ma Kuxuan took the scriptures to the Longxuhe Temple.

Song Jixin and Zhigui went to Mubo Alley.

But Zhigui left the house alone in the night, looked at the clean yard next door, those Spring Festival couplets with blessing characters, and walked out of the alley with his skirt.

After she left the alley, Song Jixin took a small bench to the yard in the dead of night. He didn't sit on it, but stood on the side of the yellow mud wall that seemed to be getting shorter and shorter, looking at the neighbor's yard.

Zhigui went to the iron lock well first, reached out to scoop up a handful of water, weighed it, and poured it back into the secluded well.

Then she walked out of the town, near Li Huai's house, looked at the small hill named Zhenzhu Mountain, and frowned.

Buried there is the body of the real dragon that was refined and overwhelmed by the saints of the Three Religions and one family.

Pearl Mountain.

Zhu, Wang Zhu. The real pearl is Wang Zhu’s true body.

As for Wang Zhu's current body, it was transformed from the True Dragon Li Pearl. It cannot be considered her true body. She still needs someone to put the finishing touches on it before she can legitimately regain her true body.

Only then will she be able to restore her full identity as a true dragon back then, and by then, all the auspicious luck of the dragons in the world will be gathered on her alone! Helping her break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm is nothing. It is not difficult to break the bottleneck of the Yupu Realm. As long as she stabilizes the Immortal Realm, her combat power will be comparable to most of the Ascension Realm.

The person who wrote the book and helped to do the eyes was the mud-legged boy who signed the contract with her in the early years. After Zhigui left the iron lock well, the first person he saw in the snowy and cold season was Chen Pingan.

It's just that Chen Pingan's soul was too weak at that time, and his luck was even more outrageously thin. She didn't want to be implicated by him, so she chose Song Jixin, the prince next door, to "recognize the master".

Why was the four-legged snake that was thrown by Song Jixin into the next yard and would run back by itself, so disliked and still unwilling to stay in Chen Ping's house?

It was also one of the five great opportunities, Chen Pingan gave the little loach to Gu Can, and Gu Can not only accepted it, but also caught it without any problem.

It stands to reason that Song Jixin lost his salary several times, so it should have been Chen Pingan's chance.

But how could that four-legged snake with horns on its forehead dare to sit on an equal footing with Wang Zhuping? ! Like Wang Zhu, do you think Chen Pingan is the master? !

Wang Zhu and his neighbor Song Jixin recognized the relationship between master and servant, but it was just a little trick of Wang Zhu. Later, it was renamed Zhigui by Song Jixin, which is even more well-known.

The word "Zhigui" originally belonged to Song Yuzhang, the supervisor, but it was actually given to Song Yuzhang by Cui Chan, and then "coincidentally" was seen by Song Jixin. I knew it, and I kept it in my heart unconsciously. He couldn't forget it, and finally helped Wang Zhu to name him Zhigui.

The word Zhigui has a relationship with the allusion of "chiseling the wall to steal the light".

The plaque hanging in the main hall of the house in Niping Lane, Huaiyuan Hall, is written by Emperor Dali himself.

They are all particular.

Therefore, Zhigui was able to slowly absorb the Song clan's dragon energy of the Great Li Dynasty during those years.

Therefore, it is not without reason that Song Jixin missed the dragon chair because he was only a vassal and not an emperor.

There is God's will and destiny in the dark.

And when Zhigui met Lu Chen who was looking for her in Niping Lane, Zhigui subconsciously moved out Chen Pingan to prevent the disaster instead of Song Jixin.

Zhigui stood where he was, looking at the Pearl Mountain, silent for a long time.

Song Jixin walked to her side.

Zhigui told these inside stories from his heart.

If it drags on any longer, it won't make much sense, and maybe they will turn against Song Jixin.

Unexpectedly, Song Jixin smiled and said, "I don't mind."

Wang Zhu blinked: "I don't mind either."

Song Jixin was speechless, and then his heart ached.

The fifth world.

The old scholar was above the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers, and said: "A poor man moves a house. Moving books is like moving mountains. Only when there are books on the shelves can you be rich."

The scholar standing aside had empty hands and no sword in his hand, because in the middle of the sky and the earth in the far distance, there was a sword light holding up the world.

The scholar said: "The great rivers and mountains are going to fight again."

The old scholar smiled and said: "A sage does not harm things. If he does not harm things, things cannot be harmed either."

The scholar shook his head and said: "If a saint is like this, how many saints are there?"

The old scholar also shook his head, "Everywhere I look, there are saints. It can be seen from this that your fighting ability must be higher, but your vision and realm must be lower."

The scholar was speechless. There were only two of them in the world now. This big statement was true. He was indeed an old scholar who did not take advantage of others.

This was said by the old scholar himself, and was not slandered by the world.

The old scholar was silent for a moment, then suddenly became energetic, "Since I have nothing to do, can I tell you about my disciple who is in seclusion?"

The scholar took a deep breath, and was about to talk about the car wheel again. It wasn't that he was impatient, but that no matter how patient he was, he couldn't stand the old scholar chanting every now and then. He turned his head and said helplessly: " Can you please stop talking about this?"

The old scholar lamented with regret: "What a pity in life!"

The scholar breathed a sigh of relief.

Drawing a sword is not as tiring as listening to the old scholar talking in his ears.

The old scholar suddenly said: "I won't talk, but you will talk? This idea is very novel!"