It rains continuously in the mountains, and the vegetation knows spring best.

At the wine shop at the foot of the mountain that was renamed Zheyao Mountain, the mountain goddess Song Wu, who had also been renamed at the top of her mountain, used Zhanwang Qi Technique to overlook the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom.

She no longer cares about worrying about Ma's fate. She is just worried that her Zheyao Mountain is adjacent to the capital, and she is afraid of being affected. She just doesn't know how much trouble the previous group of people will cause in the capital, and is afraid that the mountains and the ground will collapse at every turn.

It’s a fairy-tale fight, and both sides never stop fighting once they get started. The three drinkers who had taken shelter from the rain before were Liu Xianyang, the current master of Longquan Sword Sect, Gu Can, the direct descendant of Mr. Zheng of Baidi City, and one of the four great masters of Aquarius Continent.

Pei Qian, who among them is not a top figure in the continent that he never dared to think about before. Putting aside his identity and strength, Song Fu is a female mountain god after all, so he is most interested in the young but famous Grandmaster Pei.

It was admiration. If it weren't for the unexpected incident in Yu Xuanguo today, how happy would Song Wei be if she could drink in her shop? Song Wei sighed quietly, but she was envious of her fellow water gods nearby. At least they could stay away from the storm. She mentioned

Lifting up her skirt, she revealed a pair of embroidered shoes, complaining about the short legs of the golden statue in the mountain temple.

At this moment, an old man who looked like a farmer appeared out of thin air at the door. Song Wei was so frightened that he knelt down and saluted on the spot. After all, this was the boss of his immediate boss, and there was a huge difference in status between the two parties. The person who came was exactly that.

Tong Wenchang, the king of Xiyue Mountain in Yizhou, who should now be called the God King, crossed the threshold first with his hands behind his back and said: "We will not talk about official business today, there is no need to be restrained, we are just looking for a place to drink. You are the host and I am the guest."

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Song Wei was shocked and relieved, and immediately relaxed his frown. With Tong Shenjun here, her little mountain god's temple must be worry-free.

In the capital, Gu Can used his magical power to shrink and left the palace in one step, and went straight to the vicinity of Qintian Prison. He did not say hello to the nominal maid, but just walked around the streets alone like a tourist.

In a bookstore that sells rare books, he casually browsed through the books. He selected a fairy book named after a certain person and placed it in a prominent position for the shopkeeper. In the market, such books are relatively unsold. Gu Can flipped through the books casually.

The opening page is about how the immortals in the mountains cook several kinds of medicinal food. According to this book, the immortal family’s mountain and wilderness offerings are very mysterious. The god of food can make the meat not fat, but the turbid air can be transformed into

Light and agile, over time, diners can be as light as a leaf, walk as fast as flying, and walk across mountains and rivers as if they were walking on flat ground... Gu Can smiled and shook his head. Qi practitioners go to the mountains to practice Taoism. How can it be so simple to achieve the state of being light and lifting one's body?

, but there is a comment in the book that is quite good, which is equivalent to revealing the secret of heaven in one sentence. The ancients made elixirs and collected medicines from all over the mountains and rivers.

A charming woman walked into the shop slowly, staggered deliberately, twisted her waist, and fell into Gu Can's arms. Gu Can didn't even raise her head, she just stretched out her hand to touch the woman's forehead, and then pushed her away. She looked to the side and was sold out.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened, never thinking that this customer who just didn't want to buy was actually a gentleman. If it were him, he would also reach out to "support" him. In the panic, he could not guarantee that he would hold down the beauty's delicate body.

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The woman stood up straight, covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile: "Is this trip safe for the young master?"

Gu Can turned a deaf ear and asked the shopkeeper, "Does the shop sell the Seal of the Hundred Swords Immortal?"

The shopkeeper was confused and asked curiously: "Which Jinshi master compiled it? Is it the original or a reprinted version?"

Gu Can smiled, put down the book in his hand, and left the shop with Gu Lingyan, walking in a relatively quiet alley. He took a rough look at the harvest of Gu Lingyan's trip, put it all into his bag, and gave him a neither high nor low.

Rating: "It's OK."

Gu Lingyan took out a square-inch object in the shape of a mountain ghost's money from his sleeve, and said with a smile, "There is also this."

Gu Can asked: "What?"

Gu Lingyan said: "They are all old almanacs, from different years, and some are professional books related to almanacs. Counting is not my strong point. It gave me a headache just looking at them, so I packed them all in close proximity."

Gu Can separated a channel of consciousness and inspected the storage inside the money. After a few cursory glances, he only took out some thin booklets, as if pinching the ends, and threw the square-inch object back to her, "The rest of the almanacs

, return them all to Qin Tian Jian."

Since ancient times, human dynasties have had rules for compiling and issuing almanacs. There are some good people in the mountains who like to collect almanacs from different dynasties and different years. However, what Gu Can left behind is only the laws determined and compiled by his predecessors.

Calendar, as well as some accompanying corrections for the sun and moon, seemed not to be interested in the almanac. Seeing the unwilling expression on her face, Gu Can gave her a rough explanation, "According to the market saying, if you collect a dozen

If you read the almanac, your family will receive a fortune."

Gu Lingyan blinked, "What do you mean?"

Gu Can said: "It's just that the house is prone to water leakage and fires."

Gu Lingyan asked: "Real or false?"

Gu Can said: "There are some things that you would rather believe than believe that they don't exist. There is no need to put yourself to the test to verify the authenticity."

Gu Can seemed to be in a good mood, and it was rare for Gu Can to say a few more words to Xian Tian, ​​"If there is a flood disaster caused by a star change, the courts of various countries will 'request' a whole set of Jiazi almanacs to implement a winning strategy. So Qin Qin

The place Tianjian used to store the almanacs of various dynasties has its own specialties. For example, a certain character in the name of the library will usually be the radical of the word water, such as Yuan, Yuan, Sui, Jin, etc."

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Gu Can suddenly asked: "Where did this mountain ghost money come from?"

Gu Lingxuan smiled sweetly and said: "There are fairy ferry crossings and marketplaces in the wild world, okay? I'm not allowed to step on dog shit and pick it up."

The purpose of mountain ghosts is to distinguish them from orthodox mountain gods. Please spend money on mountain ghosts that have been consecrated by Taoist temples. They are regarded as pure yang objects, which can be used to house or hang.

Even in the mountains, this kind of money is very popular, because there is no worry about it being easy to invite gods and difficult to send away, and it is very effective to use it to open furnaces and townhouses.

Gu Can said: "It's worth some money, keep it well."

Gu Lingyan asked: "Young Master still hasn't decided on the location of the sect?"

Gu Can nodded, "It's not a trivial matter. It's not urgent anyway. Let's look at a few more places."

Gu Lingyan smiled and said: "In the final analysis, the young master is just hesitant and undecided."

He didn't hesitate to antagonize Lingfei Palace, but also stepped in and bought the Hehuan Mountain boundary, said to be Little Shujian Lake, from the Qingxing Kingdom's court.

It's impossible for Gu Can to think that money is too hot.

In the end, Gu Can hesitated and had an impulse to do something to prove something to someone before choosing the Hehuan Mountain area for the sect.

But his reason told him that this choice was an idiotic move.

Gu Can didn't want to talk to her about this, his mind turned to other places, and he laughed to himself.

She asked curiously: "Did Young Master think of something interesting?"

Gu Can smiled and said: "It's okay here in Aquarius Island. The news is not available, and there are not many things that I know. There are flowers inside the walls and fragrance outside the walls. In other places, there are some interesting sayings. They all think that he comes from a scholarly family. He has been there since he was a child.

Just fill your stomach with poems and books, the reason is very interesting, 'If you look at the hundreds of pages of music, how can it be common people's language?'"

She covered her mouth and smiled, it was really funny.

Gu Can continued: "Even if you know his general background and know that he is a mud-legged man, you still say that it is called a noble son from a poor family and a high official from a white house. It must be that Chen Jun has made great contributions to heaven and earth at a young age."

Chi.'"

Gu Can wanted to laugh when he thought of these kind words.

She said cautiously: "If the Chinese Confucian Temple hadn't deliberately concealed it, wouldn't it be called 'Chen Zi' by some people, not to mention the honorific title 'Chen Jun'?"

Gu Can laughed it off.

"Sir, have you ever thought about what kind of person you want to be in this life?"

“I just think about who I don’t want to be.”

"Give me an example."

"For example, you are looking for an embroidered pillow that is useless."

"My young master, it's useless. You haven't tried it."

It rained from the sky and flowed from the ground to the ground. There were fights at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, haha.

When they arrived at a place, seeing Gu Can stop moving forward, Gu Lingxuan asked doubtfully: "Sir, what is this?"

Gu Can said: "I'm waiting for someone. We've made an appointment to meet here."

Gu Lingyan became more and more curious, "Is there an expert hiding in the palace?"

Gu Can said: "There are not so many holes to pick up. I have recruited the national master Huang Lie, who is in the Golden Core realm, to be a worshiper of the sect. He is familiar with the customs of the mountain and the rules of the officialdom. He can help with some common affairs."

Gu Lingyan asked: "Need it?"

Gu Can said: "Of course Baidi City doesn't need it, but my sect does."

This is a scenic spot in the capital with a touch of fairy spirit. It is called Moon Mirror Pond, where carps of various colors are raised. People in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom have had the custom of releasing animals here since ancient times. A pavilion was built beside the pond, and an ancient mirror was hung on the forehead of the pavilion.

The couplet is very mottled and old, and the content is that there is no need to avoid the fish, shrimps, turtles, and snakes, and the light only shines on the dragon. It is said that on moonlit nights, the water here is especially bright, clear, and sparkling. It seems that it is indeed what the couplet says, and it is not a lie. Just now

Gu Can did not enter the pavilion, but stopped at the entrance of a nearby Taoist temple. Mixed in the bustling city, it was a cold and unpopular temple, the kind that ordinary people would miss when passing by. Gu Lingxuan looked at it.

This is a Taoist temple with a small appearance. The couplets here are also strange. A piece of elves has a spirit, and I don’t know who it is. It is more like the words of a half-couplet... Gu Lingxuan instantly understood that it must be the same name as the couplets of the pavilion.

A couplet? In this way, Gu Lingyan took a long look at the deserted Taoist temple named "Chongyang". Unfortunately, she was not familiar with the art of looking at qi and could not see any more ways. As for what to say

She doesn't take it seriously and doesn't care about the idea of ​​an expert who plays with the world living in seclusion here to practice Taoism. First of all, the spiritual energy inside the temple is thin. Furthermore, what does it mean to be an expert? She herself is Yu Pu with excellent qualifications.

Could it be that there are immortals sitting inside, who can ascend to make elixirs here?

She turned her head and looked around, and there came... a golden elixir earthly immortal who was not too young.

Is he the owner of this Taoist temple?

Gu Can smiled and asked: "Is the handover completed?"

Huang Lie nodded and said, "I followed your instructions and told Xue Pang the truth. When I heard it was you, I had a shit-eating expression on my face and didn't dare to say anything."

Suddenly realizing that this metaphor seemed a bit inappropriate, the old man hurriedly smiled and said: "I don't know what to say, please forgive me. Anyway, both parties are polite, and it's easy to get together and part ways."

Gu Can said: "You can speak freely from now on. Xue Pang can tolerate a national master who picks up lice and takes off his boots, but I am always a little more generous than him."

Huang Lie smiled and said: "This is a good thing. On the way here, I was still struggling with whether I would be deceived by Sect Leader Gu and let me in. Then I would turn my back and deny anyone."

Gu Can shook his head and said: "You still don't understand our Baidi City. Rumors from the outside are spread by false rumors, so it's impossible to be accurate. In Baidi City, the native genealogy monks go out to do things, and their ways are relatively wild. However, the Shanzeye cultivators who entered the city halfway are more disciplined.
To be continued...