For some unknown reason, Gu Can temporarily changed his mind and took his maid Lingxuan and national preceptor Huang Lie back to the Taoist temple with a tiny facade.
Gu Can walked to the door, reached for the copper door knocker, and knocked three times, but there was no response for a long time.
Gu Lingyan was too lazy to wait any longer. She walked straight to her young master, clenched her fist and knocked on the door, making a loud banging noise.
Inside Chongyang Temple, which was known as the Alchemy Temple in ancient times, I seemed to finally hear the movement outside the door. I opened the door with a creak and walked out two skinny young Taoist boys, one tall and one short, with the same sallow complexion and skinny muscles.
It is indeed a cold temple, so it would be strange if the food is oily and watery.
Gu Can shook his head with the two Taoist boys standing at the threshold, and then smiled and said: "I'm sorry to disturb the two Taoist boys who are practicing Qing Dynasty. I want to enter your temple to ask for a glass of water, but I don't know if it's feasible."
The tall Taoist boy suddenly blushed and groaned, not knowing how to reply. The short Taoist boy next to him, who had a straight face, just didn't have the three words "Expulsion Order" on his forehead, smiled widely after hearing this.
"My name is Song Juchuan, and this is my junior brother Zhong Shan. Our senior brothers have not yet been conferred with the magic weapon, so we do not have a Taoist title yet. We usually only help the master by refining several pots of life-prolonging souls for the wealthy families in the capital who line up to visit.
Dan.”
Introducing these distinguished guests into the temple, Song Juchuan deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Master Imperial Master and our master call each other Taoist friends, and we often drink and discuss Taoism in the Taoist temple."
Huang Lie, who was walking at the end of the team, chuckled, "Why didn't I know that I had been here before? I didn't know that the elixirs in Chongyang Temple were so popular in the capital."
Gu Lingyan squinted at the horizon, only seeing the vision in general. A pure golden light disappeared in an instant. She vaguely guessed that there was an expert interpreting the image, and the cicada shed its corpse and was released.
Although it is not as good as those orthodox ascensions, it is still a superior corpse that has been reborn. Gu Lingxuan believes that he still has this bit of vision. In the wild world, there are often great monks who cannot ascend step by step. There is no perfect path for others.
The next best thing is to choose a place in the underworld, build a mausoleum or underground palace, and follow the path passed down from ancient times for the tomb owner or temple owner to ascend to immortality. The layout should be carefully planned and focused on the transformation of form, resurrection from death, and achievement.
The body of a ghost or immortal may give the reincarnated body a chance to ascend to the Mysterious realm.
After just visiting the Qintian Prison, she made a decision. It seemed that she would humbly consult the young master for advice and seriously learn the art of looking at the Qi.
Gu Lingyan asked in his heart: "Sir, is there any result?"
Gu Can nodded.
Gu Lingyan couldn't help but ask: "But Ma Kuxuan's skills are not as good as those of others, and he can't defeat Master Chen Shan. His body was cut off and his life's practice was ruined. It's a pity that Ma Kuxuan still used the magic to save his life in the end.
Escaped by luck? Or what's worse, Ma Kuxuan had already planned to use Chen Shanzhu's swordsmanship to help him escape, hoping that
Do it all over again in the next life?"
Gu Can didn't even raise his head, "As long as it's something he has thought over and over again before deciding to take action, there will definitely be no surprises. What's more, with Wangqi and Xijie, you are a layman and can only watch the excitement.
"
Gu Lingyan was extremely curious and asked: "May I ask, Master, what happened to Ma Kuxuan?"
That is one of the ten candidates in the world! Is it so miserable? If Ma Kuxuan were replaced by a wild monk, he would definitely be among the Heavenly Stems, and his future would be bright.
In fact, she also knew that the second possibility she speculated was...impossible. Ma Kuxuan's temper could be determined based on those deeds alone. Ma Kuxuan was in this world full of rules, and it was rare for her to listen to it.
Rumor has it that someone is close to my heart.
Gu Can said: "I don't know the truth either. You can ask him later."
Gu Lingxuan lamented and said with resentful eyes: "How dare I? My teeth will chatter when I see Mr. Yin Guan."
It is easy to misunderstand when you look at the small gate of a Taoist temple from the outside. It is estimated that the scale is not large. Once you enter the Taoist temple, you will realize that it is a different cave. It occupies a very considerable area. As you enter, you will pass through corridors and winding corridors.
The young Taoist boy named Song Juchuan was a chatterbox. While leading the group of guests inside the Taoist temple, he kept talking, "Our master is the abbot of this temple. He comes from a well-educated family, is young and strong, and is originally from the imperial court."
Guest, later he became disheartened and did not want to join in the officialdom, so he always lived as a mountain man."
"He likes to go into the mountains to collect Ganoderma lucidum. He has stopped cooking for a long time. On weekdays, he only needs to take Polygonatum scutellariae and Poria cocos, which are made from pickled white rice grown in the vegetable garden. There is also a self-made brew in the Taoist temple.
Even though water is burned with earth, you can't buy it elsewhere even if you have money. Our master is a real old immortal, over a hundred years old and has a strong appearance. Even in the cold and snowy season, he refuses to wear cotton wool.
Yes, when I stand on the Hunyuan Zhuang or meditate, my whole body will be filled with white gas."
The tall Taoist boy felt cold sweat break out on his forehead. Senior Brother Song was so good at explaining. But when he thought about the lack of popularity in his Taoist temple, Zhong Shan admired and appreciated Senior Brother Song's good intentions.
Gu Can smiled and said: "I only heard that when a Taoist practitioner exhales and refines Qi, smoke of different colors such as green and white will emit from the ears, nose and orifices. The amount depends on the Tao power. Taoist classics name it 'Crane Breath'."
"
Song Juchuan fisted his palm and said, "Yes, I remember Master introduced it to me, those few puffs of smoke are called Crane Breath!"
Gu Can was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "I made up the phrase "Crane Breath".
Song Juchuan suddenly became speechless, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Okay, the incense money is gone.
Does the Taoist temple have to pay for a pot of tea?
Master is not generous and still holds grudges.
The ancient cypress trees shade the pond, the flowers fall like fallen birds, and the swimming fish peck and eat them.
There are two cats by the pond. One has pure white fur and a single yellow tail. It is commonly known in the market as a silver vase hung on a gold rope. It squats as if looking into the water to catch fish. The other has a yellow body with a white belly and white feet. It is named Jin Bei Yin Bed.
Butterflies flutter and play.
Song Juchuan grinned and said, "Wild cats often go to the kitchen to steal food."
The dull Zhongshan has something to say, and they can't steal anything to eat.
Compared to Senior Brother Song, Zhong Shankou is the clumsiest and slow to learn anything. His master always says that he is an ignorant person. If he can practice Taoism, there will be no one in the world who cannot practice immortality.
There is an old Taoist under the Matsushita in the temple with snow-white hair on his temples, wearing a pair of straw shoes on his feet, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, and holding a bamboo basket in his hand. There are some pieces of Poria cocos stained with soil in the bamboo basket.
With a sigh, he raised his head and glanced at the sky. The old Taoist priest counted his fingers and shook his head. In short, it is becoming increasingly difficult for people to understand this world.
The old Taoist walked slowly, and when he saw the group of people, he couldn't help but feel doubtful. His Taoist temple was usually closed, but there were actually pilgrims who took the initiative to knock on the door?
Climbing up the pole and giving money? Is such a beautiful thing really possible? I'm just afraid that if a good person doesn't come, someone who does come will be unkind.
The two Taoist boys saluted and said: "Disciple pays homage to Master Jing."
The old Taoist's face remained as usual, he nodded in greeting, handed the hoe and bamboo basket to the two disciples, and prepared to entertain the guests in person.
The old Taoist had already freed up his hands, made a gesture, and said with a smile: "Pindao Cheng Fengxuan, the two disciples are accustomed to call Pindao Jingshi. Pindao's native place is Xuyi Prefecture, his monastery is in Liangshan, and he is a wanderer.
, I traveled to other continents a few years ago and stopped here. I don’t have any serious title. It’s a self-proclaimed title, and it cannot be taken seriously. It is just like the private posthumous title of the literary scholar Lin, so I don’t mention it, so as not to make people laugh. "
Gu Can asked: "But what about Duliang Mountain near Xuyi Water Mansion?"
Cheng Fengxuan nodded in agreement, greatly surprised, and said in surprise: "Young Master is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable. People in the world have only heard of Xuyi Water Mansion but not Duliang Mountain. If they knew more about the past, they would only know about the refinement of half a Tongling Tomb."
How could Du Xiucai, who is in the mountains and half of Xuyi's army, know everything about Liangshan?"
Huang Lie asked in confusion: "Du Xiucai?"
Cheng Fengxuan smiled and refused to explain.
Gu Can introduced: "In the history of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there was a Mr. Wusong named Du, nicknamed Du Xiucai, and he was a refiner as famous as Mrs. Xu."
Xuyi Prefecture, the prefecture and county offices are all located on the mountain. Raising one's eyebrows and looking straight at Xuyi means Xuyi Prefecture, which means far-sighted and far-sighted. Hence this popular ancient name.
Along the way, the scenery along the way was impressive, with ancient buildings, flowers and trees, and Huang Lie couldn't help but praise the good Feng Shui.
I used to be in the dark under the lamp, but I didn't know there was such a Feng Shui treasure right under my nose.
The old Taoist priest led them to a hut called "Zanglu", not far from the ancient pine trees.
Gu Can glanced at the plaque with graceful handwriting.
Cheng Fengxuan pointed to the ancient pine, "This pine was planted by the founder of this Taoist temple. It has been there for many years. It has Poria cocos underneath and is almost in human form."
Gu Lingyan glanced at the scene under the ancient pine trees and secretly covered his mouth with a sweet smile. He was indeed the kind of disciple who would be able to brag without drafting any kind of master.
Gu Can smiled and said: "Immortal Chang Gaofeng."
The implication is that he dares to speak openly about this matter to outsiders.
Gu Lingyan asked Huang Lie alone with his heartfelt voice, "Can you see the strange rustic nature of Poria cocos becoming a spirit?"
Huang Liezhao said truthfully: "I can't see anything."
The old Taoist stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Don't make any mistakes", which frightened the distinguished guests.
At the Taoist priest's fingertips, the two cats turned into butterflies and flew away in colorful colors.
Gu Lingyan pretended to be surprised, her face turned pale and she let out an ouch, then leaned against Gu Can's shoulder.
Gu Can just put his hand against her forehead, pushed it away gently, and said with a smile: "How? I just said that there are many strange people in the world, and real heroes often live in seclusion in the rivers and lakes. You don't believe it, and you call me suspicious."
Gu Lingyan cooperated with his young master in acting together, as if he had realized it in hindsight, and timidly looked at the old Taoist.
Cave realm? Sea view realm?
Arriving at the gate of the hut, Gu Can suddenly stopped and said with a smile: "I am not very engaged in my work. I like to read miscellaneous books and read some side knowledge. Now I can put what I have learned into practice. When I see the treasures of the gods and treasures of your place, I will be filled with excitement."
It was like a dragon and a tiger dominating the air. Then I knocked on the door and knocked on the door. Unexpectedly, I met a rare master from this world that we ordinary people could not see in a century. He was guarding the Poria cocos and becoming a spirit. I dared to ask Jing for advice.
Master, is it to take Shengxian?"
Cheng Fengxuan's face suddenly changed, and he no longer had the slightest trace of immortality. He put his fingers together to form a halberd and pointed at the young man in scholar's shirt who looked like a rich man. The old Taoist stared at him and said sternly: "I have long seen that you three have evil intentions."
, with your maid and your servants, it’s not good to go anywhere, but you dare to come here to cause trouble, like a loach chasing a duck, you are looking for death!”
Gu Can smiled and said: "Master Jing doesn't have to pretend to be evil to scare us mortals. People in the market regard life as seven feet, and Taoists in the mountains regard life as seven feet. I believe that with Master Jing's state of mind and cultivation, what he cultivates is inner
Dan, you first used Poria cocos to transform into a spirit, which was sensational, and then used an illusion to turn a cat into a butterfly. Do you want us to retreat in the face of difficulties? Or are you attracted by the qualifications of the maid next to me and think she has a certain level of Taoism?
"
The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and nodded, his eyes showing admiration, "Young Master is elegant and well-mannered."
Gu Can said calmly: "The fisherman's respect."
The old Taoist priest burst into laughter. After decades of practicing here, this is the first time he has met such an honest person.
Gu Can said: "How did Master Jing determine that we are not bad guys?"
Cheng Fengxuan twisted his beard and said with a smile: "I know a little about yin and yang prophecies, astrology and fortune-telling, and the skills of traveling around the world, but I dare not say that I can enter the palace. I am still far away from the level of proficiency.
"
Gu Can hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "I once saw two sentences in someone's reading notes, which are related to this."
The old Taoist priest said oh and said with a smile: "I would like to hear the details."
Gu Can said slowly: "When people talk about astronomy today, they only go to Lindu to ask questions about calculations. I say that the movement of heaven makes a gentleman constantly strive for self-improvement. This is the astronomy recommended by the founders of the three religions."
"When people talk about geography today, they all investigate and survey the territory. I say that the terrain is good and the gentleman carries things with kindness. This is the geography that the founders of the three religions have witnessed together."
"Master Jing, do you think so?"
When the old Taoist heard this, he was surprised and suddenly realized. His face was full of mixed emotions, and he said: "If we, the Taoist monks, can really embody the two images of heaven and earth into ourselves, it is only a small trick of yin, yang, five elements and prophecy. How can we be Taoist?"
"A wise man can never deceive a fool. A fool will always take a lie seriously."
"Why do you say this, Master?"
"Let me know what you feel and say whatever you want."
"By the way, who is the person you are talking about? Can you recommend me to Pindao?"
"cannot."
"..."
"Dare to ask the immortal's Taoist number."
"Take your own way and return to your fortune."
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On the top of Zheyao Mountain, on the high branch of a towering ancient tree, there were three people standing or squatting.
Not far away is the Temple of the Mountain Goddess Empress, where the golden body of Song Wei is enshrined.
Standing is Ma Kuxuan's maid Shudian. Standing is the eldest disciple Wang Zu. Ma Kuxuan changed his name to him. He said that the name and Taoist name can be combined into one, which is Province Long?
In fact, several of them knew it well, not only did it form an idiom with Shudian, but also because it had some homophones with the real dragon "Wang Zhu".
Ma Kuxuan's practice has absolutely nothing to do with the word "diligence", but he has great love for his direct descendants. Whether it is teaching thunder techniques or giving guidance on martial arts, it can be said that he has given all his money to this pioneer.
I am afraid that there are not fifty but forty Taoist books and boxing manuals among my disciples. Now Wangzu's realm is the "two golds", the golden elixir realm and the golden body realm. His qualifications can be said to be outstanding, but because his master is Ma Kuxuan
, it just seems very ordinary and not very eye-catching.
There is also a squatting young man with a hatchet on his waist. His name is Gao Ming. He and Ma Kuxuan are not like masters and apprentices. They like to call Ma Kuxuan "Lao Ma".
He even asked Ma Kuxuan face to face whether he could switch to Luopo Mountain for two reasons. One was that he felt he had more potential, and the other was that he wouldn't need to be looked down upon and would not be welcomed wherever he went.
The hatchet boy frowned and asked, "What's going on? Did the old horse lose?"
Wangzu remained silent. There was no need to waste words on things that were obvious.
Gao Ming looked away and said: "Senior brother, we can't catch up even if we chase him? Then how can we find the reincarnation of the master?"
Looking at the direction, they were heading towards the Middle Earth Divine Continent. How could they find it? If they went north, it would be fine. It would be Beiju Luzhou. If they went south, they might at most be the main continent.
Or Tongyezhou, there is at least a glimmer of hope. Now that we are going west, the sky is huge, it is not like finding a needle in a haystack.
Wangzu looked sad and said in a deep voice: "Only one who is an immortal can barely catch up with that golden light. Besides, Master said that as long as we lose this fight, there is no need to look for him. It is doomed to be in vain."
Gao Ming continued: "Master also said that as soon as he dies, you can restore your identity and real name. It should be called Su Qingshen. It is a really good name. Master asked me to tell you one more thing. You don't have to think about how to deal with it anyway."
You have taken revenge. If you see that man named Chen when you are walking on the road, remember to kowtow to him a few times as a thank you for his kindness in helping you take revenge."
The woman was silent, her eyes were complicated, and her face was pale.
Ma Kuxuan left three puzzles to Chen Pingan.
Just let Chen Pingan be careful and careful.
The answer lies with these three people.
Ma Kuxuan not only asked them to keep their secrets, but also told them that if one day they wanted to go to Luolu Mountain to join Chen Pingan, or if Chen Pingan found them one day, they could tell them the answer. As for whether it was a stepping stone or a way to save their lives.
Fu, it doesn't matter what they choose, it's all arbitrary.
The answer to the mystery is the names of three people. Like Ma Kuxuan, these three people are the younger generation of Lizhu Cave Heaven. For example, the person Gao Ming knows is named Lu Zhengchun.
It seems that he is a descendant of the Lu family in Fulu Street, and is now working for the Xu family in Qingfeng City.
In the Capital City God's Temple of Yuxuan Kingdom, two "outsiders" came. They clearly came from across the mountains and rivers in Shuodi, but they were able to avoid disturbing the local City God.
If I had to use an analogy to describe the scene when these two people came here, it would probably be that in the play, the emperor and his minister visited the local county government incognito.
A short man with a dark face and a man with a beautiful beard.
The former was not as tall as Pei Qian. He was dressed in black and had a white jade belt around his waist. The man held the belt with both hands.
It's a pity that the elegant and bearded man next to him is at least one head taller than him.
Although Pei Qian was surprised, he still smiled brightly naturally. He used the method of concentrating the sound into a line and said with cupped hands: "Pei Qian has met Zhou Chenghuang and General Fan."
The short man nodded, "General Fan is responsible for his duties. He needs to patrol various continents during the day. I have nothing to do and follow him around."
The man with the beautiful beard smiled and said, "Little nerd, we meet again."
Pei Qian grinned.
I remember that Master’s husband once praised the Zhou Chenghuang who was the highest among human beings in front of him.
"I have never seen such a short person with such a tall and powerful appearance. He is so majestic and majestic!"
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Inexplicably, he became a registered worshiper in Luopo Mountain. The old deaf boy named Longsheng took a temporary detour. Instead of going directly to Li Huai, he took his disciples away from Shiwanda Mountain and went straight across the Great Wall of Sword Qi with his sword. Gantang pinched a
The magic formula helped Youyu to use the blinding method to hide his whereabouts, so as not to cause trouble. Youyu used his sword to take a bird's eye view and saw that on the top of the half city, there were many groups of foreign monks, scattered in different places to enjoy the scenery, and the clumps looked like flowers.
At the high altitude that was the boundary of Jianxian's private residence, the old deaf boy couldn't help but look back towards the city. He thought he would be stopped by the sage from the Confucian Temple who was stationed here, and he would need to report his identity and submit an ultimatum.
After all, it was just a formality. The old deaf boy had no grudges about it. After all, he had long been accustomed to being a man with his tail between his legs at the Sword Qi Great Wall. Unexpectedly, he passed the city so smoothly. This made the old deaf boy feel worried.
I muttered, the Confucian Temple just doesn’t treat me as a dish?
But if he was really stopped, Gantang would probably complain a few more times. Even if the boss Sword Immortal is gone, there is still a young Yin official who has recently carved words. Ning Yao has just entered the fourteenth realm, and there is still a seat in the colorful world.
As for Feisheng City, do your Confucian Temple really think that the Great Wall of Sword Qi no longer exists?
When we arrived at the ruins of the old city, the old deaf man sighed and fell to the ground first. He revisited his old place, felt sad when he saw the things, paid homage to the historical sites, and pondered endlessly.
A great monk naturally has the vision of a great monk.
The words written by the sages for the human world are actually an invisible cage of heaven and earth for the remnants of the ancient gods. As long as they appear in the world, they need to face the "thorns" created by these human words. Ordinary masters in the world, practice their Qi.
Scholars, as well as the landscape gods who were enthroned by later dynasties, have little sense of this. However, the higher the realm of the ancient gods and the more refined the golden body, the greater the limitations. The world's people walk on the mountain roads full of thorns, and they are extremely
It is easy for clothes to be caught and skin to be pierced. In the same way, ancient gods appear from the sky, just like walking on a thorny road with words. Every step they take will wear out their golden bodies.
That's why Zhou Mi personally formulated a new text for the wild world, not only to help the demon clan draw a clear line between Haoran and the human race, but also to pave the way for secretly attracting the ancient gods hiding in the sky.
Youyu whispered: "Ning Yao and that senior met, but they didn't seem to ask Master why he could return to the Ascension Realm?"
Gantang nodded and said unconcernedly: "This is probably the spirit of the Fourteenth Realm. Below the Fourteenth Realm, it's all a matter of idleness. The ups and downs of other people's realms are nothing to talk about."
This time Gantang returned to the dojo secretly and took risks. Of course, Gantang did more than just go back and take a look.
Youyu asked: "What is master doing here?"
Gantang said: "I heard someone say that the alluring taste of hometown lies not in the food but in the wine."
Youyu guessed that the young Yinguan told the master.
After all, few people in the Great Wall of Sword Qi were willing to chat with their master.
The former Jianqi Great Wall roughly consisted of three areas: the main city, the Jianxian's private residence to the south of the main city, and the Mirage to the north, which was a mountain market with bustling commerce.
Gantang pointed to the north, "It used to be a beautiful place with wind, flowers, snow and moon, gold and silver flowing, fish and dragons mixed together, and the fairy money in the pocket was more useful than the realm of the monks."
Unlike the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Much like Haoran Tianxia.
The most criticized aspect of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is the arena created by this mirage.
It is more cruel and bloody than the Tuli Mountain in Beiju Luzhou. Every time you go up two people, one must die before it is over. Of course, it often happens that both of them die, or one of them falls down, or...
Half dead man.
Now, on the former site of the mirage, a place that can barely be called the Immortal Inn has been opened. The main business is accommodation and selling wine, and the side business is selling some unpopular mountain magic artifacts. With the momentum of this inn,
A street has appeared. Anyone who can do business here must have a big backer in all the twists and turns.
Even a deaf child would wonder if one of the masterminds behind the scenes is the "private sword" of someone from the Sword Qi Great Wall who has returned from a long journey.
Regarding the origin of this "market", the old deaf child is very familiar with it.
There used to be more than 40 large and small buildings there, with pavilions clustered in rows, high and low, stacked on top of each other to form a tall building.
When I arrived at Daoxuan Mountain before, I wanted to take a look at the Haoran merchants and tourists at the top of the city. If they were not brave enough or didn't like to go to the main city to get into trouble, they would go to this market to linger for a few days.
You see, some of the larger sects from the same continent have built guild halls in the mirage so that Taoist friends from the same continent can have a place to stay.
Gantang sighed: "Back then, the market was a bustling place with lights like daylight and music playing every night. It was said to have three thousand large houses, selling all kinds of rare treasures and items of shady origins, shops, brothels, and gambling stalls.
Restaurants, openly selling Taoist secrets, private houses full of spiritual energy, and Taoist temples, and there are also a large number of "anonymous people" who have clearly marked prices and are responsible for helping people point out the key points of spiritual practice. There are everything that Haoran the world should have, and Haoran the world should not have.
Yes, there are, in short, there is everything. Just talk about the kind of mountain spirits who specialize in worshiping the moon and refining qi, and those who are proficient in the art of the room to collect yang and replenish yin. If you sleep with them, you can make money.
With money.”
Youyu has a strange look on his face.
Gantang blushed and explained, "I just heard about it."
If Youyu hadn't taken Gantang as his teacher, he would have followed that giant city to migrate to the colorful world.
There are many types of ascension paths for great monks to practice and attain enlightenment, such as daylight, rainbow transformation, riding a dragon and a crane, Xia Li, body flying into purple clouds, corpse dissolution, immortalization, etc. Different paths lead to higher and lower grades. Yes.
For future generations, it is probably the most enviable thing to evict a house and rise to the top. One person attains enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Several worlds are well documented in history. The deeds of being able to bring a family and a family together to become immortals have been rare in thousands of years.
number.
Just like the boss Jianxian just revealed one thing to Chen Ping'an, the Summer Palace, the Cold Palace, and the SH City Mirage, combined together, form a three-mountain formation.
Since it is named "Three Mountains", of course it is the work of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.
And the mirage among them is an ascension platform carefully imitated by the Sword Qi Great Wall, which took a very long time.
The foundation of the mirage was created by the hidden official before Xiao Min. He was a man with great talents and great plans but bad luck. His realm was too low and he could not live long.
The old deaf boy had a good relationship with this person at first.
In the end, this mirage became the tip of Chen Qingdu's sword that opened the way and lifted the city up.
The Great Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain had already anticipated this, but there was no need to stop Chen Qingdu from using this sword.
After all, those who left were all young sword cultivators with very low realms. Even Ning Yao had not reached the Jade Pu realm at that time.
If the barbarians want to kill them all, they will have to pay a huge price by eradicating them.
From Chen Qingdu, to Qi Tingji, Chen Xi, to Lu Zhi and Lao Deafer, etc., they all made different choices back then.
What the wild world wants is never the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which is hard to chew and has only a few ounces of meat. The Great Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain and the big monsters on the throne are looking at the big fat wall.
There is everything, except for the vast world without the word "barren".
In fact, if Chen Qing was willing to give way to the barbaric world and the mountains and rivers of the two continents of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so what?
Not enough? Then in the wild world, I will give you the Sword Qi Great Wall Sword Cultivator and give you everything you need to become the ancestor of Chen Qingdu.
The master and the apprentice walked to the Huangni Street. The old deaf boy chose a roadside wine shop with the best business. The shopkeeper was a plump woman with a mole at the corner of her mouth. She wore a soft hat made of various kinds of beautiful jade and made into flowers and plants.
Cuiguan, wearing a round-collared green robe, leaning against the counter with a relaxed attitude, holding a round fan in her hand, looks extremely beautiful.
The waiter who served food and wine in the shop was a young man of low status but full of energy. According to the saying on the mountain, he had deep Taoist roots and a fairy seedling. The woman glanced at the rickety old man and then at the young swordsman.
With two eyes, she didn't dare to neglect, and started to shout in person. The old deaf boy asked for a pot of wine and some snacks. The woman turned her head and looked at the inner door. Through a yellow bamboo curtain, she called "Bronze Camel" and went to the backyard.
The kitchen staff reported the names of several dishes.
The old deaf boy chose a table next to the street, looked a little higher, and saw some wooden signs hanging on the wall.
Youyu frowned slightly, already feeling unhappy when he saw this. How could he hang up such an innocent sign casually?
The old deaf boy didn't care that the liquor store used this kind of thing as a gimmick to attract customers.
Let's drink first and then eat. The old deaf boy poured the wine and drank by himself. The apprentice Youyu didn't drink.
The old deaf boy took a sip of the so-called Xili wine. Sure enough, as the waiter said, the wine was poured into the bowl, making a sizzling sound, as if there was a crackling sound.
As soon as Youyu had free time, he liked to ask this "Living Almanac" master about the past of the Sword Qi Great Wall. During his travels over the years, he had asked questions from ten thousand years ago to the last three hundred years.
The old deaf boy was sitting cross-legged on the bench, using chopsticks to stir up a plate of free cold folded ear root. He thought the flavor was not enough, so he asked the landlady for an extra dish of chili oil, poured it on top, picked up a chopstick, and chewed slowly.
, took another sip of wine, and talked to Youyu from the bottom of his heart about some things that seemed like yesterday.
"Ning Yao, Qi Shou, Pang Yuanji and their predecessors, the so-called younger generation of geniuses, put together ten people and called them geniuses. In fact, it is quite reluctant."
"This generation belongs to a typical small year with poor harvests. It is incomparable with the previous generation. If compared with Ning Yao's generation, it is even less impressive."
The most favored figure among them, Mi Quan, who had the best qualifications, was recognized as an early genius. It was said that he was a master of the Golden Core Sword at the age of twenty. Unfortunately, he died in battle soon after leaving the city.
This kind of thing is never a special case in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but is the norm. Seven people, including Mi Quan, died early. The remaining three, Wang Zongping, who was originally the lowest in qualifications, seemed to be a late bloomer.
He successfully entered the Nascent Soul Realm, but ended up injuring the foundation of Dao in a battle. Because one of his natal flying swords was broken, he stayed in the Nascent Soul Realm for a long time. It was probably a blessing in disguise, and he became a member of the Ascension City of Colorful World.
He is an "old Yuanying". Although he has never been to a certain wine shop, he is now the swordsman who respects the young hermit officials the most.
For the other two, the fate of their lives can be described as different.
"Su Yong's sword training qualification is second only to Mi Quan, but he is afraid of death. In fact, it cannot be said that he is afraid of death. He just refuses to fight with his life every time. He always thinks that when he reaches the Jade Pu Realm, he can find an immortal.
The Jingyao Clan wanted to make a quick and easy exchange of lives, so that the business would be more profitable. Unexpectedly, in the end, a retreat that seemed to have the right time, place, and people came together, resulting in an alchemy room that was broken into pieces and fell directly into the realm. Not only did it not work
Being able to reach the Jade Pu realm in one fell swoop, but instead become a tattered golden elixir with a shattered sword heart. This is a big joke in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Instead of being injured on the battlefield and falling into the realm, on the contrary, he has not broken through the realm in seclusion, and has come out of seclusion.
There is no sword cultivator who is more looked down upon than this."
Hearing this, Youyu nodded and said, "I often saw Su Yong when I was a child."
Even though he had gone off grains and could have stopped eating all kinds of grains, Youyu still asked the waiter for two bowls of rice when the dishes were brought to the table.
Those who eat Qi are immortals, and those who do not eat are gods. Some Qi practitioners often feel nauseous and vomiting when they smell the Qi of fire food in dishes. Fortunately, the cultivators have their own immortal medicated meals and elixirs prepared within the sect.
, Yamazawa Yexiu suffered a lot.
The old deaf boy shook his wine bowl. Su Yong was a drunkard and addicted to gambling. He also liked to visit brothels. He refused to pay back the money he owed all year round and avoided debts. He traveled back and forth between the city and the mirage here all the year round, doing some unsavory business.
, help people run errands, earn some price difference and so on. Anyone who is willing to treat him to a drink is his uncle. To say that a sword cultivator who has fallen from Nascent Soul to Jindan is still a person who cannot be underestimated in other places.
The land swordsman who looked down upon him might criticize him behind his back, but he would definitely not be sarcastic in person. Unfortunately, Su Yong was at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
"Then I became someone's follower, and my life got a little better."
"Who is so and so?"
"Who else could it be? That person once persuaded Su Yong to go to Haoran Tianxia. I believe the reason was just to move trees and move dead people to move alive. Golden elixir sword cultivators in Haoran Tianxia are still very popular. It can be seen that Su Yong was indeed tempted, otherwise
I wouldn’t go to the gate from time to time, but I didn’t go there in the end.”
"Since he is a golden elixir, why should he follow him to the colorful world?"
"No."
When Youyu heard this answer, he knew there was no need to ask about the ending, and he started to eat with his head down.
The old deaf child continued: "Su Yong shaved his beard, put on clean clothes, secretly went to the battlefield, picked up a standard long sword produced by the sword workshop, and killed some barbarians. There were not many, so he couldn't save it.
A golden elixir's military exploits were sneak-attacked and assassinated by a demon monk passing by the battlefield. After all, it was still a loss-making business."
As for Wang Wei, a sword cultivator in the Jade Pu Realm, he mysteriously disappeared together with his Taoist companion on the battlefield.
When this person was in the Jindan realm, he was worshiped by the Qi family. Later, when he was promoted to Yupu, he could open his own house as a rule and married a woman with a famous surname from Yuhu Street.
About fifty years ago, ninety-year-old Wang Wei successfully entered the upper five realms.
If Su Yong is said to be a broken person, it is understandable, but Wang Wei, who likes drinking and fawning over everyone, is a bit looked down upon.
Youyu asked tentatively: "Then Wang Wei has taken refuge with the wild monster clan?"
The old deaf child said casually: "That's what they said, secretly defecting to Xiao Xun and Luo Shan, but I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I can't say what it must be."
Youyu asked: "Master, doesn't it seem that you particularly want to go to Luopo Mountain to make offerings?"
The old deaf boy raised his wine bowl, took a sip of wine, and answered the question, "This person, as soon as he has the thought of freedom, he will immediately become unfree."
In the past, when he was in charge of the prison at Jianqi Great Wall, the old man felt very at ease. He could always find some fun to relieve his boredom and never felt bored. Now that he is out of trouble, it seems that the sky is high and the sky is high, and his own realm is not low, but he always feels that he is hitting a wall everywhere.
Too much restriction.
The old deaf boy took a big sip of wine, shrugged his shoulders, burped, and said with a smile: "As long as you are happy, don't worry about Master's complaints."
Children celebrate the New Year with great joy, always thinking about new clothes and new year's money. As adults celebrate the New Year, they will inevitably be entangled in extra expenses or debt repayments.
At this moment, a new guest came to the door. He was wearing a green shirt and a long coat, with a sword on his back and a wine flask. He laughed with the master and his disciples from his heart and said: "Fellow Taoist Long Sheng, you are in despair just because you don't want to bend down."
Shan, are you just hiding here and drinking?"
The old deaf boy smiled awkwardly. Listen, what he said is hurtful.
Youyu looked excited. The man stretched out his hand and pressed a few times to make Youyu sit. He looked up at the "Nothing" sign on the wall of the wine shop, smiled, sat next to Youyu, and waited for him to take the book.
The old deaf boy had already raised his buttocks and stretched out his hand to fill the wine bowl belonging to Youyu, and quickly filled the bowl of wine for Lord Yin Guan.
Chen Ping'an picked up the bowl, bumped it gently with the old deaf boy's wine bowl, took another sip of wine, and asked the price. He learned that a pot of Xili wine cost three snow coins, and said with a smile: "It's obvious that the pig was killed."
Is it done?"
There was no need to greet customers in the shop for the time being. The young waiter was standing next to the proprietress. He was unhappy when he heard these words, but the woman patted his arm gently to signal him not to be impulsive.
She was full of energy, staring at the slender man who was about thirty years old. A pair of long autumn eyes seemed to have golden threads flowing, and the vision was extremely subtle, just like a dragon swimming in the big lake. She obviously used a hidden gaze.
Magical power. Although she couldn't see the other person's Taoist roots clearly, she knew that the wine tables near the door had more origins than the other, especially the swordsman in blue shirt, who had the most impressive appearance. At least, it was certain that this person was on the mountain.
Her official status is not small. Compared with the kind of people in the blue sarong of the Yamashita Dynasty who are destined to be either prime ministers or bachelors, she has several more green, purple, and red Tao Qi. Unfortunately, her Qi Tao skills are not advanced, so she can only
Looking at a general scene, it is impossible to discern the depth of those Tao Qi. If the head master had visited this place in person, he might be able to discern more Tao Qi.
The old deaf child asked in his heart: "Master Yin Guan, do you need me to remind her that she has violated a taboo on the mountain?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No need."
The old deaf boy wondered: "Why doesn't Yin Guan stay with Ning Yatou?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If you don't say this, I will return to Aquarius Continent soon."
Unexpectedly, the woman actually carried a bottle of wine, walked around the counter, took the initiative to get close to her, and stood by the table, "Can I have a seat?"
The old deaf child glanced at Chen Pingan, who turned a blind eye to her, and turned a deaf ear to her. The old deaf child could only wave his hands and said: "It's inconvenient, shopkeeper."
She looked calm and did not leave. Instead, she began to introduce herself: "My surname is Wei Ming Yudian. I come from the Qujiang Shangsi Sword Sect and was born in the Partridge Palace. I signed up for the number master sect because I was worried that the three distinguished guests would suspect whether I had any intentions.
Unpredictable."
As soon as these words came out, whispers suddenly broke out in the shop. Apparently they were no strangers to the "Shangsi Sword Sect".
The young man raised his eyebrows, looking quite pleased with himself.
Following the master's anonymity here and opening a shop to sell drinks, the young man has long been feeling cowardly. Now he can finally reveal his master's name openly.
The old deaf boy didn't talk to me.
Youyu has long been resentful of this shop, and even pretends to be deaf and dumb.
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Forgive me for being ignorant, may I ask where my friend is from?"
Youyu couldn't help laughing.
The female cultivator who called herself Wei Yudian looked slightly sluggish, but she still had a good expression and explained in a good tone: "It is located in Liuxia Continent, and it is a close neighbor of Tianyu Cave Heaven that has a thousand-year friendship."
She really didn't believe that this person had never heard of her own Qujiang Shangsi Sword Sect. Although the other party was deliberately pretending to be stupid, she would not become angry.
The leaders on the mountain in Liuxia Continent mainly have one visible figure and one hidden figure. The former is Jinghao from the Ascension Realm of Qinggong Mountain, and the latter is the couple from Tianyu Cave.
The Shangsi Sword Sect is not comparable to these two mountain forces and is considered a first-rate sect in Liuxia Continent, otherwise she would not have deliberately said the term "family friend".
The Taoist traditions of the Shangsi Sword Sect mainly include the three branches of Lishan, Chunfu and Qingyang. Partridge Palace is the core of the Chunfu branch.
The previous palace mistress of the Partridge Palace, Hua Furong, was the founder and first head of the Shangsi Sword Sect. She was a great swordsman renowned in several continents and passed down three sword veins. It is said that after practicing Taoism for three thousand years, she was tired of the world.
And the immortal will be decomposed by water and go away.
Hua Furong is Wei Yudian's mentor, and Wang Hujing, the contemporary leader of the Shangsi Sword Sect, is a Jade Pu realm swordsman. In terms of seniority, he still needs to call Wei Yudian his uncle.
Our ancestors were rich and our family had a strong financial background. Now our family has never fallen into decline, and there is no sign of decline. It is just that its power is not as strong as it was at its peak. Such a sect in the mountains will have smooth sailing wherever it goes.
And people like Wei Yudian are at least well-known on this street.
Her family is a wealthy and ancient existence at the foot of Liuxiazhou Mountain. It belongs to a powerful Taoist family. It has built an ancestral altar where it can grant and add urns. It was once the talisman promotion altar of various Taoist sects in Yizhou and the Wei family altar.
It is said to have twelve kinds of urns and twenty-four kinds of talismans, which are relatively rare in the world. In addition, the Wei family also has a commendable "tradition". Most of the women are beauties who have conquered the country. In almost every generation, there are several women.
Either the queen of a certain country or the queen mother of a certain dynasty.
And her personal disciple Wang Ke was the young boy who was very connected to the immortal family. When he was born, a green paulownia tree suddenly grew in front of his door, and there were immortals and ghosts singing songs from it.
The reason for this trip down the mountain was because the master, who was proficient in fortune telling, figured out that the young man would have an opportunity here.
Sure enough, Wang Ke saw a ray of light at night at the site of the Mirage that had been dug up for a long time, and finally the young man got a dagger.
As for the cook who was called Bronze Camel by her, he became an old thing among the thorn bushes and became a mountain protector of the Shangsi Sword Sect.
Youyu asked in her heart: "Master, have you heard of this Shangsi Sword Sect?"
The old deaf child thought for a while, "A long time ago, there seemed to be a little girl who came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to practice for decades. She had good qualifications. She didn't have a teacher, she only had family education. She got her pills here.
, while refining swords at the top of the city, I also got the inheritance of one or two ancient sword veins. The little girl was not a good drinker, and she liked to curse people when she drank. She had a good relationship with Xiao Xun, and they often played tricks together. Later, the little girl
After joining the Nascent Soul, she became a tiger. She was gearing up all day long, thinking only about killing a Jade Pu Realm monster monk. However, for some reason, she was driven home by the boss Sword Immortal. I heard that she was returning to her hometown.
Soon she founded the Shanshan sect, and I guess she was the founder of the Shangsi Sword sect. After that, intermittently, disciples and disciples came here to practice killing monsters, mostly women. The last group of disciples seemed to have no sword cultivation. This is normal, Haoran Tianxia over there
, Sword cultivators are precious, and they don’t dare to throw it casually to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.”
Youyu nodded and said, "It sounds like it's an immortal mansion with a good reputation."
When he looked at the fake "Nothing" sign on the wall, he was a little more pleased with it.
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Senior Long Sheng?"
The old deaf boy had no choice but to stretch out his hand and say, "Fellow Daoist Wei, it's a pleasure to meet you. We, master and disciple, have long admired your sect, so we sat down to chat."
Wei Yudian first asked his disciples to hang up a closed wooden sign.
As soon as they heard that she was the owner of the Partridge Palace of the Shangsi Sword Sect, half of the guests in the wine shop began to offer her a toast, and Wei Yudian had no choice but to greet them politely.
The old deaf boy smiled and watched her finish her work. When she sat down again, he got straight to the point and asked, "What does Wei Daoyou want to talk to us about?"
Wei Yudian said: "Let me take the liberty of asking first, will the three distinguished guests continue to go south or go back?"
The old deaf boy said: "If nothing else, we are going to Haoran."
Wei Yudian smiled and said: "Then let me tell you the truth, without beating around the bush, can you invite fellow Taoists to our Shangsi Sword Sect as a guest?"
The old deaf boy waved his hand and said: "I have already agreed to the invitation of this...fellow Taoist Chen to be a worshiper."
Wei Yudian suddenly realized, turned around and asked: "May I ask Daoyou Chen where is the fairyland?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "A small place, Aquarius Island."
Wei Yudian praised: "Although Dongbaopingzhou is a small place, there are countless strange people and strangers."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "That's why I need to invite Senior Long Sheng to my house on the hilltop to hold a banquet. I also hope that Wei Daoyou, a gentleman, will not take advantage of others, and don't cut off half-way things."
Wei Yudian raised the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, "How dare you."
The old deaf man has actually seen the fatigue of the young hidden official, and he really can't imagine who could let him be so seriously injured now. The old deaf man always adheres to the principle of doing less than doing more at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and has always turned a blind eye.
The old deaf boy took the initiative to bring up the wine bowl and said, "I'll drink a bowl for Fellow Daoist Chen."
Wei Yudian drank another bowl of wine and said with a wry smile: "Unlike our Liuxia Island, the grass does not grow under the pines and cypresses."
Chen Ping'an smiled and seemed not to understand what she meant.
The old deaf child was a little surprised. She just drank half a catty of wine and started to utter the truth after drinking?
Wei Yudian squeezed out a smile and said, "My master used to say that to refine a sword, you have to go through the Hanging Mountain; to learn immortality, you need to learn from heavenly immortals; both swordsmanship and immortality must point directly to the great road."
The old deaf child echoed: "It's insightful."
Look at each other with Mr. Yin Guan.
When we get to Luopo Mountain in the future, we won’t need this kind of wine table entertainment every day, right?
Of course you don’t need to. Luolu Mountain is very clean, but I’m afraid you might not think it’s lively enough.
Wei Yudian looked at the loess street outside the door, and heard her sigh for no reason, "The storm is coming, wars are breaking out, vertical and horizontal fights are going on, dragons and snakes are rising, and all the people are flying."
The old deaf child looked at Chen Pingan again, what kind of medicine is she selling in this gourd? After all, she is a Nascent Soul sword cultivator from a sect. As for the three of us, is she so heartbroken?
She smoothed her hair on her temples and felt the breeze blowing her face. All the wine was sold out.
In the sea of right and wrong, it is difficult to travel straight.
The family's internal and external troubles, and the sect's immediate and distant worries made her, who had always been clear-minded, feel that her future was bleak.
What's more, Wei Yudian also received a secret letter personally written by the leader, indicating that someone is already on his way here.
She is a Nascent Soul and not a sword cultivator. How can she get rid of a Jade Purity Sword Immortal who is still entangled in righteousness and truth?
"To be honest, the master calculated a prophecy for my disciple Wang Ke, which has a total of eighteen words. I couldn't figure it out when I came down from the mountain, but now it has come true."
Wei Yudian stretched out his hand and asked Wang Ke to come over and sit with him. He spoke to everyone in his heart: "The Purple Book is passed down in the Mirage Tower. Carefully carry the dagger. Kill first and then seal the title."
Chen Ping'an had his hands in his sleeves, half asleep and half awake, as if he was dozing off with his eyes squinted.
Wei Yudian said: "Before this, my disciple also got an opportunity. Wang Ke, don't have any scruples and deliberately conceal this matter. Tell the truth yourself and the three seniors."
Wang Ke was obviously reluctant, but since it was the master who had spoken, he had no choice but to take out a rusty bronze dagger from his sleeve, "I got this by accident in an abandoned Taoist temple called Zhangrenguan.
A dagger, the exact year and month of which cannot be determined, is engraved with two seal characters, namely Zhao and Xu."
Chen Ping'an raised his eyes and explained with a smile: "If I am not mistaken, Zhao is the country's surname, and Xu is the people's surname."
The Zhao dagger in the sleeve was bought from Mrs. Xu.
The young man was doubtful.
It's as gloomy as the falling clouds and mist, so it's not like all the Taoist cultivators in the world are so sincere and sincere, speaking from the bottom of their hearts to everyone they meet, right?
The old deaf child could only ask in his heart: "Master Yin Guan, you are well-informed, can you tell me something? If she keeps digging her heart out like this, she will almost think of me as an ancestor. I'm so vain."
Chen Pingan said slowly: "It is said that a new sect has arisen in a certain dynasty next door to Wei Yudian's family. It is aggressive and wants to compete with the Si Jian Sect for the nominal third throne of Liuxia Continent."
"This rising star, who was founded less than a century ago, has a good relationship with Qinggong Mountain and Tianyu Cave Heaven. The young sect leader has a complicated relationship with the Wei family, which puts great pressure on the Shangsi Sword Sect."
"It is estimated that she saw that her predecessors had profound moral qi, so she became ill and sought medical treatment in a hurry. She wanted to find external help. It would be best if she was related to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so that the other party would not dare to act rashly."
"There is a position of etiquette officer in her sect, named Guanzhe. During every celebration and festival, there are one or two people from the three paths of Lishan, Qingyang and Chunfu. They must be middle five sword cultivators to hold the position. One of them
, Tianhuang Guizhou was born in a noble family, and he and Tianyu Cave Tian's young master Shu suffered from heatstroke. The two parties were close friends who had an irreversible relationship. For some reason, he was the youngest champion in the history of Shangsi Sword Sect, and this person who had high hopes was given to him by the Zushitang.
He was removed from the genealogy and expelled from the country."
"I guess her boss not only helped Wang Ke with her fortune telling, but also helped her with her fortune telling. By coming here, she can escape from marriage and take refuge at the same time."
"For example, if we calculated it early, she might meet an expert like Senior Long Sheng here, a secretive old swordsman."
The old deaf boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he ignored the old swordsman and the swordsman, "Escape from marriage? In addition to the hatred of the country and the resentment of the masters, is there a story about makeup and powder?"
Chen Ping'an stopped talking and didn't want to talk about this. After meeting the old deaf boy, they chatted for a while and waited to return to the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom on time.
Of course, the old deaf boy is not coveting the beauty of Wei Yudian. At his age and state, he cannot look past the beauty in the world.
What's more, Gantang has been practicing Taoism all his life, and he has a very indifferent view of male love and female love, which is not a good thing.
As for Wei Yudian's clumsy trick, the old deaf boy could see through it at a glance. Her appearance was indeed worthy of being called "Queen of a City", and her figure was even better. She was so skinny where she should be, but her fat areas were so fat that she could still tremble despite the looseness of her robe.
Trembling. It is obviously the beauty of hibiscus growing out of clear water, but it has all kinds of charming charm.
Wei Yudian looked at the middle-aged man with a strong official aura, and said bravely: "I would like to ask the name of the Sword Immortal, Immortal Mansion."
But she only saw the swordsman in green clothes closing his eyes and concentrating. It was obvious that he did not want to wade into troubled waters or get involved in her personal grudges.
But the reason why she acted so brazenly was because she grasped a life-saving straw, because in the leader's hexagram, there is a sentence: "Stop when encountering a dragon, and you will be happy when you are young."
No matter how thick-skinned Wei Yudian was, he couldn't hold him back by force. After thinking about it, he had to put aside his thoughts temporarily, said goodbye, and walked back to the counter with his apprentice.
The old deaf boy shook his sleeves, counted his fingers in his head, and made up a hexagram on the spur of the moment.
God does not favor beauty, and beauties are destined to have a bad fate. Therefore, the most beautiful woman is now unavailable.
But even though the old deaf boy was in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and no one took him seriously, he was actually quite knowledgeable and talented. After all, in that prison, he had to find something to do to spend his time.
There was a lot of chatter in the wine shop, and people who were drunk couldn't help but mention the battle at the top of the city. Some people were wondering why the old swordsman only handed over a sword when he was so skilled in swordsmanship. Some people asked about Chen Xi's whereabouts, and some admired Qi Tingji and Long Xiang.
Some of the sword sects were even full of praise for Lin Junbi, a group of foreign sword cultivators who lived in the summer palace. However, when someone mentioned the last hermit official who was in the limelight, there was a dispute. There were praises and criticisms. The former said that he could
What else is there to do with engraving on the city wall? The latter said that the formation of troops at his summer palace was very ordinary and not outstanding...
Youyu lowered his head and squinted his eyes. The hand holding the chopsticks used his thumb to rub his index finger.
Seven or eight tables of drinkers, young qi cultivators from all continents, all became interested in chatting about the young hermit official. They all had their own opinions. Most of the young monks, the men devalued him, while the women mostly praised him.
she.
Wei Yudian really couldn't listen any more, and couldn't help but defend the young hermit official who was far away: "Everyone, it is easy to talk about the faults of the ancients after the ancients, but it is difficult to do the things of the ancients in the position of the ancients.
.This is the truth. Not everything is clear to bystanders. If nothing else is said, just that he was able to invite the old swordsman Qi, Xingguan Haosu and the others to rush to Tuoyue Mountain together, which shows that the boss swordsman chose him in the early years.
He chose the right person as a hidden official."
The old deaf boy didn't pay much attention to these discussions. He looked at the sleepy Chen Ping'an and said in his heart: "Lord Yin Guan?"
Chen Pingan opened his eyes and asked doubtfully: "Huh?"
The old deaf boy said cautiously: "Did you have a quarrel with Ning Yao?"
It stands to reason that Chen Ping'an never complained when he suffered in prison earlier. There is no reason for him to return to Haoran. Now everything is peaceful and peaceful. He has two sects. Now he has helped out and has become a registered worshiper.
Let's talk about being more powerful than a tiger. Let's just say that in Aquarius Continent, who dares to compete with Luo Luoshan? Even if Chen Pingan looks seriously injured at the moment, he shouldn't be so depressed. After thinking about it, Chen Pingan can be so energetic.
The reason for depression must be Ning Yao's.
Is it any wonder that when Ning Yao showed up at Shiwandashan, Chen Pingan came right after him?
Is one of them running and the other chasing? The young couple is having a conflict and getting angry?
Chen Ping'an rubbed his forehead, this is nothing.
The old deaf boy smiled and said: "That's right, I must have made a mistake. How dare you quarrel with Ning Yao."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Thank you for your understanding."
The old deaf child became more and more curious, "What's going on?"
Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said: "I just had a fight and took a nap when I was sleepy. Do I still need to report and explain to you?"
The old deaf boy stopped talking and was so angry that he probably had a quarrel with Ning Yao.
Could it be that Ning Yao came to Haoran quietly this time and accidentally bumped into Chen Pingan and did something shady?
Chen Pingan didn't care about the old deaf boy's guessing, so he cheered up and started chatting with Youyu.
Youyu's face was flushed and he was very reserved.
On the street, a noble man in white clothes and bare feet appeared, with disheveled hair, loose clothes and long sleeves, and a long sword on his waist.
Keenly aware of the sharp and abnormal aura of the Sword Immortal outside, Wei Yudian's face instantly turned pale and colorless inside the shop.
The rest of the drinkers were not sophisticated enough and had not yet sensed the grand visit of the young sect leader of Liuxia Continent, the Sword Immortal.
The free and uninhibited noble son walked forward slowly and said with a smile from his heart: "It is natural to pay back debts. Wei Yudian, where can you escape? I owe you a hundred years, and I have to charge you an interest first. It's better to hit me another day."
Sun, the sky is high and the sky is vast here, you and I are not as good as Yehe? Don't worry, with my sword skills, I can isolate the world and the world at my fingertips. We can see people walking outside, but you don't have to worry about the spring light leaking out."
There was a girl with red cheeks and a mink hat, strutting from the other end of the street to the liquor store. She stared wide-eyed at the poor guy who had a brain problem.
You absolutely shouldn't, you shouldn't say this at this time.
Otherwise, acting so casually in broad daylight...it would actually be nothing.
The young swordsman narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Huh? Do you recognize me? Otherwise, you can't be able to hear my heart, right?"
The girl in the mink hat didn't know whether she was pretending to be stupid or was frightened, so she ran quickly into the wine shop.
The young swordsman came to her in one step and stretched out his hand to hold down the mink hat on her head.
The girl muttered, "Mani mani, don't touch me!"
She slapped him casually.
The famous swordsman in the continent instantly "turned into a rainbow and traveled far away". With a bang, he fell heavily on the distant city wall. His body became limp, fell to the ground, and passed out.
Wei Yudian took a deep breath, passed by the girl in the mink hat, and came to the door of the wine shop. She raised her eyes and looked up, as if falling from the clouds.
Where are people?
Xie Gou laughed and said, "The mountain master is here too, what a coincidence. I was in retreat earlier, so please forgive me, the mountain master."
The old deaf boy stood up quickly.
The person in front of me is Bai Jing!
That swordsman Bai Jing who liked to take names from others in ancient times!
Xie Gou patted Gantang's shoulder hard and said in an old-fashioned way: "From now on when you go to the mountain, be low-key and do things honestly. By the way, you are the general worshiper, and I am the second-rank worshiper."
Every time the girl in the mink hat reached out to pat him, the old deaf boy tilted his shoulders and forced a smile.
Chen Pingan calculated the time and it was almost time to return to Aquarius Island. He stood up and looked up at the wooden signs on the wall.
The mountain master was like this. As soon as he sat down, Xie Gou and the old deaf boy had no choice but to get up and cast a gloomy glance at the men in the room.
Youyu nodded and smiled in greeting with a male swordsman, because this man was the only man who spoke well of Yin Guan from beginning to end.
The latter didn't know what was going on, but he still smiled back. Then he saw the man in green shirt who was vaguely the leader, carrying a sword, and asked with a smile: "Looking at the accent, is he from Luzhou in Beiju?"
The sword cultivator from Luzhou, Beiju, who was sharing the table with others for a drink, nodded and said, "Shanze Yexiu, this is my first time here."
The blue-shirted swordsman smiled gently, "Then can I buy you a drink? Help you settle the bill?"
The man smiled generously and said, "This is so kind."
The opponent bowed his hands to say goodbye, and the swordsman could only stand up and return the salute with his fists clasped.
A chance encounter, no need to ask each other's names.
The swordsman in blue turned around and left, took out a few snow coins and placed them on the counter.
He crossed the threshold first and left the liquor store.
The girl in the mink hat held the back of her head with both hands and followed closely with her shoulders swaying.
The old man clasped his hands behind his back, lowered his head and bowed his waist to follow. The young man was practicing swordsmanship at the rear.
The drinkers in the wine shop did not take that group of people seriously.
One immortal, two ascendants, one golden elixir, and four sword cultivators.
The sword cultivator, who drank for nothing for no reason, suddenly asked: "What do you think?"
The man at the door stopped and turned around, thinking for a moment, "We can borrow that principle from Shopkeeper Wei."
Pause for a moment.
The man said: "It is easy to judge my faults after me. But it is difficult to do my things in my place."
There was silence in the wine shop at first, and then the whole room burst into laughter, with some people laughing incessantly.