Chapter 414 The joys and sorrows swaying on the apex of the heart
The academy has become a small world where saints sit, and on the top of Donghua Mountain, there is a special cave.
After Mao Xiaodong used his magical powers, the weather on the mountain top turned out to be golden autumn.
Autumn is crisp.
Chen Ping'an was sitting in the west, with a five-color Golden Chamber stove placed in front of him. He "fanned the wind" with the spiritual energy nourished and stored in the Shui Palace, and "ignited" with a pure martial artist's true energy, driving the Dan stove to burn blazingly. Clusters of refining objects and real fire.
The alchemy furnace suddenly shines brightly, like a scorching sun on earth.
The golden bile hovered above the alchemy furnace and slowly descended.
Chen Ping'an was no stranger to this. Step by step, he used the Immortal Refining Technique derived from the Immortal Praying Monument in front of the Buried River Temple to control a palm-sized jar of gold sand and sprinkle it into the alchemy furnace. The fire became even more rapid. The illumination made Chen Ping'an's whole face bright red, especially his clear eyes that had seen thousands of mountains and rivers, becoming more and more beautiful. The hands that had fired porcelain and rolled blanks countless times did not tremble at all, and their hearts were as clear as a lake. Mirror, there is another ancient well with no waves.
The golden bile that was "cut out" from the heart by City God Shen Wen rose and fell in the alchemy furnace, slowly rotating and turning.
Not only the hundreds of years of good men and women in Caiyi Kingdom, who have been soaked in incense year after year, but also the awe-inspiring righteousness of the civil servant Shen Wen who has always maintained a true spirit after his death, and the experience of spending day and night with the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain who personally carved seals. , the divine spiritual light that was conceived is dotted like stars in the sky at first night.
Among the many natural and earthly treasures, the sword relics of a martial sage from the martial arts temple in the capital of a certain country in Aquarius Continent, and the half-foot-long thousand-year-old horn are the most difficult to refine.
Chen Ping'an's mind was at peace, and he just took every step steadily and without mistakes, and slowly refined it with the immortal formula that "all things can be refined".
The sword that had followed the martial saint throughout his military career hovered over the alchemy furnace and gradually melted. Starting from the tip of the sword, a drop of golden water melted out and fell into the Wucai Golden Chamber. When it reached the back, the water droplet The speed of falling is getting faster and faster, and they are connected in a line. If someone can use the method of inner vision to live in the small world of Danlu, and then look up, the string of water drops will be like a golden Tianhe waterfall, coming to the world. .
Gold governs the lungs.
Those who want to nourish the lungs and practice Taoism have already figured out a rule. The three points of Qihai, Tanzhong and Feishu are crucial.
When Chen Pingan breathed, he intentionally or unintentionally used the sword energy's eighteen-stop operation method to pass the energy through these three qi mansions and three passes. Suddenly the sword energy was like a rainbow, and Chen Pingan's exposed skin undulated slightly, like The drums are beaten on the battlefield, but no sound is heard on the top of Donghua Mountain. In fact, there is a small world inside the human body. The three battlefields are full of the solemn meaning of sword energy. Just like the three huge battlefield ruins, there are still swords. The immortals and heroes do not want to rest in peace.
The refining of more than thirty pieces of heavenly materials and earthly treasures all has a sequence. They must be put into the furnace on time at the set time, without any deviation. There must be no deviation in the temperature of the alchemy furnace.
As a Confucian saint sitting in the academy, Mao Xiaodong could use the pure and secret method to remind him aloud without worrying about Chen Ping'an being distracted and going crazy.
It's just that Chen Ping'an didn't give him this chance.
Chen Ping'an always concentrates and has no other thoughts. He uses the Immortal's Art of Refining Things to transform the heavenly materials and earthly treasures from real to imaginary. He uses the continued aura of the Water Mansion and the pure true energy that is reborn again and again. He carefully controls the heat of the alchemy furnace and uses the ten sword energy. Ba Ting strengthened the "battlefield" momentum of the three Qifu passes. Since refining this golden gallbladder involves Confucian practice, compared with the refining of ordinary Qi practitioners' natal objects, there is one more huge thing. The troublesome thing is to silently recite some texts related to the Five Elements of Gold, such as those sage articles and poems with the words Xi, Qiu, and Ran inside. Most of them were chosen by Chen Pingan from the bamboo slips, and the other half were chosen by Mao Xiaodong. A suggestion from the study at that time.
This level, in Confucian practice, is known as "speaking from the bottom of your heart, visiting sages and asking for advice."
Mao Xiaodong is actually more worried about this level.
In fact, when I went to the Confucian Temple in the Capital City of the Sui Dynasty for the first time, I not only wanted to get back the dividends from the Cliff Academy, but also borrowed more ritual vessels and sacrificial vessels. The reason was that Mao Xiaodong was afraid that Chen Ping'an's refining would make mistakes here.
After all, Chen Ping'an had never been exposed to the cultivation methods of the Confucian disciples of the academy, and there was no shortcut to cross the sea, so he could only use the rich cultural heritage contained in each piece of Confucian Temple artifacts to make up for it and force his way through.
But fortunately, Chen Pingan did better than the old man imagined.
This means that when Chen Pingan read, he really got into it. The scholars read the truth in the book and recognized each other, so it became Chen Pingan's own foundation. Just like what Mao Xiaodong said casually on the way to the Confucian Temple with Chen Pingan
, the words in the book will not grow on their own. Whether they can run into the stomach and fly into the heart, you have to "break" it by yourself. The brokenness of reading thousands of volumes! There are indeed many Confucian principles, but they are never restrictive.
The human prison is the root of being able to do what one wants without exceeding the rules.
Mao Xiaodong was filled with emotion.
The authentic Confucian Temple in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth has a secret hall of learning, which contains articles and principles left to the world by Confucian sages and recognized by heaven and earth.
The characters have different sizes, and the golden light has different shades.
The golden text closest to the ground is often larger, and the brilliance it emits is brighter and purer.
Many founders of various schools of thought, or some rising stars who are famous all over the world, looked up to this place and allowed them to display their magical powers. Some of them at high places were already considered to be ten thousand pieces, and they were as immovable as the Five Mountains in the Middle Earth, which was enough.
They can shake or even move many of the words in this long-lasting article to other places, but so far no one has been able to even slightly move the golden words on the ground that look like huge corns.
Because that is the fundamental knowledge of the sages and sages.
But even so, some of the words written by the Holy Master and the Li Sheng hovering slightly higher in the Academy of Learning Hall will still have their golden light fade and dissipate on their own. In the secret history of the Confucian Temple, this is the first time that such a situation has occurred.
They were shocked and horrified. Even a Confucian deputy leader who was in charge of the Confucian Temple at that time had to quickly take a shower and change clothes, then go to the statues of the Holy Master and the Ritual Saint to light incense.
But the two saints still haven't shown up.
It was at that time that a scholar who had not yet been revered as a sub-sage by the Confucian culture said, "There is no knowledge that is everlasting, and there is no perfect article. It is not worth making a fuss about, otherwise our descendants will have to study and do it."
What does learning do?”
As a result, the Confucian Temple became very popular.
Mao Xiaodong put away his thoughts and looked at the young man sitting opposite him.
Its shape and spirit are high and clear, like a beautiful tree in the Yaolin forest, free from the natural wind and dust.
Its god, the luminous pearl, is like a pocket-sized moon that was left behind in the human world. It was not taken back to the heaven by the gods of the Moon Palace. Countless fragments are like the bright starlight, like stars arching over the moon.
There is such a little junior brother.
As a senior brother, how can I not be honored?
This has nothing to do with high or low birth or level of cultivation.
His husband, Mao Xiaodong, was a literary sage, and his senior brother was Qi Jingchun, who influenced them. He had also known A Liang for a long time, and was favored by Liji Academy. He even once asked the Chinese scholar who opened a small cave in the Yellow River with a sword.
He has also had many great opportunities, traveled many paths to study, met countless distinguished people, and even had countless drinks with the ancestors of the farmers, traveling thousands of miles across the country.
But Mao Xiaodong still felt that he was not as good as Chen Pingan.
Because he, Mao Xiaodong, missed too much and failed to catch it.
Cui Dongshan once accidentally mentioned the most dangerous part of Chen Ping's journey when he left Lizhu Cave.
It wasn't a fight, but A Liang found him.
In that test that seemed to have only blessings and no risks, if Chen Ping'an changed his mind at all, he would be like Zhao Yao. In the years to come, he might be like Zhao Yao and have his own opportunities, but Chen Ping'an would be like Zhao Yao.
Ping An will definitely miss A Liang, miss Qi Jingchun, miss the biggest opportunity that Qi Jingchun helped him earn through hard work, miss the old scholar, and finally miss the woman he likes. If he makes a mistake at every step, he will lose everything.
Mao Xiaodong had to ask at that time, "Then how did Chen Ping'an survive the danger?"
Cui Dongshan gave a very unorthodox answer at the time, "My husband knows he is stupid. Of course, he also has luck."
Mao Xiaodong still wanted to get to the bottom of it, but Cui Dongshan no longer wanted to talk anymore.
In the end, the ritual vessels that Mao Xiaodong moved from the Confucian Temple in Beijing failed to provide help in times of need, but were just icing on the cake.
But of course Mao Xiaodong was even happier about this.
This means that the grade of the golden bile refined into the natal object will be higher.
Of course it would be inferior to that watermark, but where in the world can I find another seal carved with Qi Jingchun's own spirit?
Even Mao Xiaodong felt sorry for Chen Ping'an, who actually printed the word "山" on the side of Jiaolong Valley, otherwise it would create a big pattern of "mountains and rivers depend on each other", but it would not be possible to break through the bottleneck of the second realm in one fell swoop after the success of two natal objects.
, it is so easy to reach the peak of the second level of Qi Practitioner, and the peak of the third level is certain! Even if the ranking of the remaining three natal items is worse, as long as you gather the attributes of the five elements, you will definitely break the first big threshold of the Qi Practitioner.
Directly to the Fifth Realm!
However, Mao Xiaodong also knew that carrying Qi Jingchun's Shanzi Seal to Daoxuan Mountain would most likely lead to major setbacks.
These seemingly traceless trade-offs and gains and losses are probably Chen Pingan's inner "fundamental knowledge" compared to boxing competitions, sword practice and reading, or even some of the principles he has already understood.
Regarding this matter, Cui Dongshan is actually the most knowledgeable about the difference between gods and humans, and why they are human beings deep in their souls. Cui Dongshan and Cui Chan have gone very far on this subtle and profound road, and they may still be the furthest people in the world.
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It is said that before Cui Han decided to betray the literary sage lineage, he went to the learning hall of the Chinese Confucian Temple in China. He didn't say a word there and read the words on the ground like golden corn. For three days and three nights, he just read.
None of the text at the bottom and slightly higher up can be read.
Mao Xiaodong sighed slightly.
No matter what, it is an extremely good opportunity to be able to successfully refine this golden bile into a natal object.
Don't be too ambitious if you don't seek perfection.
No longer wandering thousands of miles, Mao Xiaodong poured the cultural fortunes contained in the ritual vessels into the alchemy furnace one after another, with a technique that was at its peak.
Only then did Xie Shirou see the beautiful scenery in Xie Shirou's eyes, where the time and flowing water on the mountaintop were dyed with a layer of golden light.
The alchemy furnace filled with colorful aura suddenly fell silent and the smoke disappeared.
The golden bile lying quietly at the bottom of the Five-Colored Golden Chamber turned into golden juice, and then slowly "grew" and became a scholar in a Confucian shirt with a sword on his back. He was only dressed in gold, and he jumped
, came to the edge of the top of the alchemy furnace, looked up at Chen Pingan, but his face was still blurry, and it was not clear. He roughly looked like Chen Pingan. In addition to a long sword on his back, there were several books with thin gold threads around his waist.
On the small golden book hanging on the wall, the little man in golden Confucian shirt said in an old-fashioned way: "Read more! Besides, you said it yourself, knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements!"
Chen Pingan, who was already sweating profusely, wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said with a smile: "Let's encourage each other."
The little golden Confucian turned into a
Changhong quickly entered Chen Ping'an's acupuncture points, sat cross-legged, picked up a book hanging around his waist, and started to read.
In addition, there is a golden bile suspended in the cave, which is actually one with the little man in Confucian shirt carrying a sword and hanging a book.
Mao Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, then started to frown.
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Is there something wrong?"
Mao Xiaodong looked solemn and asked: "I don't think it is too surprising and strange that the golden bile was refined into a natal object and concentrated into a scholar in Confucian robes, but why did it say that sentence?"
Chen Ping'an thought seriously for a moment and said: "After I learned to read and write, I was always afraid that the truth I summarized would be wrong, so whether I faced the boy in Tsing Yi back then, or Pei Qian later, or the one who asked me those two questions
Cui Dongshan is very afraid of his own cognition. In fact, it is reasonable for me, but in fact it is wrong for others. At least it is not comprehensive enough and not high enough, so I am worried that it will mislead others."
Mao Xiaodong was relieved and smiled happily: "That's... right!"
Mao Xiaodong stood up and waved his hand to remove the saint's magical power on the top of the mountain, but the small world of the academy was still there. He warned: "I'll give you a stick of incense, and then you can take out the golden jade tablet that says 'I am good at cultivating the aura of aura', and put it in
There are some remaining ritual vessels to absorb the cultural fortune. Don’t worry about crossing the line and inadvertently stealing the cultural fortune and spiritual energy of Donghua Mountain. I will weigh the pros and cons. After this, you will be a serious second-level qi practitioner.
Already."
Chen Pingan quickly stood up and thanked him.
Mao Xiaodong waved his hand and complained: "I really don't know who you learned this politeness from, little junior brother."
Chen Ping'an joked: "Maybe it's Mr. Wen Sheng?"
Mao Xiaodong immediately put a serious face on his face and said: "Sir, you must fully understand your good intentions!"
Chen Ping'an said awkwardly: "I was joking."
Mao Xiaodong reprimanded: "Sir, you preach by words, by example, and by every detail. As a junior, how can you be careless and how can you make a joke!"
Chen Pingan could only nod.
Mao Xiaodong turned around with a smile on his face. There was no sign of anger. Junior brother, you are still young.
The long river of time on the top of the mountain slowly flows backwards, returning to the midsummer scene in the golden autumn. The fallen leaves return to the branches, and the withered yellow turns to dark green.
After Mao Xiaodong left, Chen Ping'an took out the golden jade medal, held it in his hand, and began to absorb the remaining cultural fortune that had not been refined by the alchemy furnace on the top of Donghua Mountain.
A small golden stream as thick as a thumb lingers around the jade tablet, and then slowly flows into the jade tablet.
Then it flows from the jade tablet into the palm of Chen Ping'an's hand, and then goes to the Qi Mansion where the little man in the golden scholar's shirt is located.
Everywhere he visited touched Chen Pingan's heart.
When the golden stream of literary fortune poured into Qi Mansion, the little man in Confucian shirt immediately stopped reading, smiled from ear to ear, jumped up and danced.
This is probably the child's nature that Chen Ping'an rarely had the opportunity to reveal during his growing up years.
After the stream stagnated in the cave, the little golden man waded through the water and walked to the gate of the cave. He shouted and saw a fire dragon made of pure energy flying past.
It jumped up and sat on the dragon's head, shouting and drinking, swinging its legs vigorously, riding a dragon to patrol this small world of human beings.
Chen Ping'an looked inside and saw this scene, feeling a little ashamed.
Why is "myself" so naughty?
Isn't it any better than Gu Can and Tsing Yi Tong?
Mao Xiaodong has actually been observing here silently.
In the end, Chen Ping'an absorbed the cultural fortune of the Sui Dynasty Confucian Temple with a golden jade plaque, leaving no trace behind.
And even though the matter of refining the natal object almost depleted the accumulated spiritual energy of the water palace, and now he is a genuine spiritual practitioner, let alone the cultural fortune of Donghua Mountain, the spiritual energy is relatively not valuable, even if
A senior brother like him has already opened his mouth, but he doesn't take anything away from him.
It wasn't until this moment that Mao Xiaodong felt that he roughly understood that part of his mind and why Chen Ping'an was able to survive the danger.
Self-denial.
It's that simple.
This is almost pedantic and rigid. As a practitioner, you don't know the rules of pursuing maximization of interests, which will make the smart people in the world have special reason to ridicule and ridicule.
Therefore, the principles derived from Chen Pingan will be particularly disgusting to unreasonable people.
Mao Xiaodong's heart suddenly shook.
The huge stone that was weighing down on his state of mind, which had almost cut off Mao Xiaodong's path to the fifth realm, seemed to be beginning to loosen.
The truth knows no context.
He, Mao Xiaodong, respects his master and is determined to follow him only in his life, but he does not have to stick to his sectarian opinions. He deliberately rejects the knowledge of the sage lineage for the sake of the academic prosperity of the academy.
There are some principles in the world that are interlinked and complementary to each other.
Mao Xiaodong sat in his study, gently took off his ruler, placed it on the desk, and began to close his eyes and meditate.
After long accumulation, once you become enlightened, heaven and earth will change, and the wind and moon will shine brightly.
Cui Dongshan sat up on the corridor of the small courtyard and said in surprise: "Mao Xiaodong, this elm tree knot, is going to be in harmony?"
Cui Dongshan fell backwards, moving his hands and feet wildly, like a snow-white turtle being turned over... He yelled: "Why am I still a piece of shit Yuanying? How can I live in the future? I don't have the face to see Mr.
Come on, whoever is going to beat me to death..."
Bee Tail Crossing.
Three old people walked side by side.
They seem to be about the same age, but in reality there is a huge gap.
The old man who was born and raised here used to come and go without wanting to show up. He was really tired of the worldly entanglements.
It's just that this time an old guy said that you are not a street rat, so why don't you hide your head and hide your tail?
So the three of them appeared on Fengweidu Street in a swaggering manner.
The old man named Liu Laocheng had already noticed some shocking sights, but pretended not to notice them. He smiled bitterly in his heart and silently led the two people around him to the ancestral house in the alley.
Liu Laocheng wants you to know the identities of the two people around you, and you will probably be scared to death.
Except for him, Liu Laocheng, whose ancestral home is at Fengweidu at the border of Qingluan, Qingshan and Yunxiao, eventually became the only person still alive in Aquarius Continent, and he was ranked among the upper five realms as a mountain and wild cultivator.
The other two, one is the old leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang, Gao Mian. For the sake of loyalty, he is a famous monk from Aquarius Continent who fell from the Jade Pu Realm back to the Nascent Soul Realm twice.
He and Liu Laocheng are close friends, so this time Liu Laocheng went to fight for the fragments of the glazed golden body after Du Mao failed to ascend, so he specially called Gao Mian.
Gao Mian is short in stature, wearing linen clothes, full of gangsterism, and looks fierce. Compared with Liu Laocheng, he looks more like a wild cultivator who robs homes and houses.
As for the last old monk from other continents wearing robes, it is estimated that if Liu Laocheng and Gao Mian had not helped prove it, no one would have believed him even if he shouted his name at the top of his lungs.
His surname is Xun and his name is Yuan.
The old sect leader of Yugui Sect, the first person in Tongyezhou Immortal Realm.
Jiang Shangzhen, the head of the Jiang family in Yunku Blessed Land, was such a domineering monk. When he met the sect leader Xun Yuan, he still wanted to behave with his tail between his legs... To be precise, he wanted to be a Jade Pure Realm deity.
When they arrived at the end of the alley where Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger were located, Gao Mian asked in a loud voice: "Old Liu, when will that boy Jiang Yun come to our gang to be a worshiper? He is so handsome, I guess he will be able to trick many fairies into coming.
I am a guest at the top of the mountain."
Liu Laocheng said helplessly: "My disciple went to stay with the Shenquan Gang, just to let you have a good time and see more fairies? How can I talk to Jiang Yun about such a shabby thing? Otherwise, you can use my face.
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Gao Mian strode across the threshold and said, "Just pretend to be right with me. When we traveled together in the world, you learned the secret skills. What do you want? In addition to stealing magic weapons, you also stole from many fairies..."
Liu Laocheng covered Gao Mian's mouth and said angrily: "Who hasn't had a ridiculous period of young and romantic years, talking about all this without fear of disgusting Senior Xun?"
Xun Yuan smiled and said: "Where is it?"
Gao Mian sat in the courtyard and waved his hand, "Old Liu, go buy a few jars of the most authentic Shuijing Immortal Brew. Jiang Yun will definitely drink it at home, so there is no need to think about it."
Liu Laocheng said goodbye to Xun Yuan and left the yard to buy wine.
When I came back, I saw two guys admiring the water-flower mirror moon on many small and medium-sized hills in Aquarius Continent. It was a picture scroll. Gao Mian had prepared a lot of immortal money. The old immortal Xun Yuan
On the table in front of me, there are more.
Liu Laocheng was really not interested in these things, but when he handed Xun Yuan a pot of Shuijing Xianren brew, he said politely: "The old man is really elegant."
Xun Yuan smiled and nodded.
On the scroll, there is a "fairy" who is burning incense and painting. She has a graceful figure and deliberately chose a slightly tight dress. Because the scene in the scroll can be turned around by the viewer, the sitting posture of the fairy is
Even the size of the embroidery stool is very particular, and her plump figure shows off her curves.
Gao Mian glanced sideways at Xun Yuan, who was sitting upright, and sneered. He stretched out his hand to rotate the picture a little, and immediately there was a moving picture of looking at the mountain from the side. He moved his fingers slightly, and the woman in the picture suddenly expanded a bit, and the surrounding scenery suddenly appeared.
Then he exited the picture scroll.
Gao Mian did not forget to sneer: "Why are you pretending to be serious?"
Xun Yuan smiled sheepishly, as if he didn't dare to talk back.
Liu Laocheng drank by himself, feeling helpless.
It is said that two fellows from two continents did not know each other at first. In the rivers and lakes of Aquarius Continent, known as Jade Faced Little Langjun and Gao Mian of Wu Shi Realm, they met Zhen Zhen.
He is an old gang leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang. He is consistent in his words and deeds, has a hot temper, and likes to scold people often, scolding those pretentious and snobbish fairies. The worst thing is that they will flatter and openly flirt with one or two enemies.
Qiao, completely ignored the other onlookers. Xun Yuan, who calls himself a one-foot gun, has been silently spending the fairy money, and will not say anything when he sees someone he doesn't like.
It's just that the two people spent more money and became more and more famous. The last time they had a dispute was about who was the number one fairy in Aquarius Continent, Shen Gaozong He Xiaoliang and Zhengyangshan Su Jia.
During the dispute, the two of them had a "big fight". Every time they said something, they threw a lot of Xiaoshu money. It was amazing. For a while, people were guessing which ancestors of the sect these two were, and they were so violent.
He is generous and spends his money like snow, but he has never had any scandals with fairies.
Many female monks from small hills, in order to attract business for their masters, do not hesitate or are forced to let side Qi practitioners who are good at bone-touching techniques change their innate appearance and body posture. As for whether this will affect their destiny and ruin their Taoist practice.
, no matter, he really didn’t care, and allowed those monks who were skilled in this way to use knives on his face. The young man with a beautiful face and Yi Chi Qiang met by chance again. At that time, many onlookers had sharp eyes and spotted a certain third-rate immortal at a glance.
The faces of the fairies of the sect changed greatly. They were ridiculing, being mean and saying strange things.
The fairy was so ashamed and angry, but she also
She didn't dare to say anything back, she just apologized and kept apologizing.
As a result, there will be more and more ridicule and abuse, and it will be unscrupulous.
Unexpectedly, the young man with a beautiful face suddenly spent money, spoke up, and spoke righteously, scolding the onlookers, followed by Yi Chi Gun. For the first time, the two sworn enemies faced the same enemy.
In the end, after the young man threw away the fairy money, he continued to scold, "It's not easy to make money, it's not easy to practice cultivation. Is this little girl going to have a dispute with you, or is she going to kill your whole family? Do you have to use such endless words to abuse others? You guys
These little bastards should never have been born to your parents in the first place. If I had that great supernatural power, I would go up the long river of time and smash the bed with my slap when they were fighting on your parents' bed."
In the end, Xiao Langjun said to Yi Chi Qiang, "You are pretty good at it, but your taste is a bit poor. You actually like He Xiaoliang more than Su Jia. At first glance, you are a practitioner with no future."
After that, Yi Chi Qiang became the "follower" of the handsome young man. As long as they bumped into each other, Yi Chi Qiang would do anything wrong every time.
Before Gao Mian and Xun Yuan spent money, someone had already begun to tease the fairy with words. In the mirror, no one knew who the onlookers were, and they were often unscrupulous. They were used to walking down the three paths, and there were often people
While I was admiring the scrolls and the water bowl, I had several popular erotic novels at hand.
Probably because of the disaster, the maid who was standing aside grinding the fairy was also implicated.
The maid's name is Shi Qiu, and she is a new registered disciple of this mountain sect. Whenever the master shows up, she will occasionally appear in the scroll, either serving tea or water or delivering things, doing trivial tasks of serving people.
In fact, her figure is even better than that of the fairy, but practicing on the mountain always relies on talent and realm to determine one's identity.
For these things, Gao Mian and Xun Yuan are old people and are used to it. Generally speaking, as long as it is not too excessive, they will not say anything.
However, the maid named Shi Qiu was probably not used to the unbearable humiliation yet. Her eyes were red and she was biting her lip.
Misfortunes never come singly. From this angle of the scroll, Gao Mian happened to see the fairy under the table, who was probably annoyed that the maid was ruining the scenery. He quickly stepped on the instep of the maid next to him.
Gao Mian was about to start throwing the fairy money, but after seeing this, he threw a handful of snow money back into the money pile.
Picking up the jug and taking a sip of wine, Gao Mian snorted coldly: "It's this kind of woman again, she wasted the bookishness she brought to the mountains from a wealthy family in the secular world."
Xun Yuan smiled slightly.
Gao Mian felt a little disappointed and just drank.
Liu Laocheng reminded: "Lao Gao, please take it easy. You haven't drank. You belong to Aquarius Continent. If you drink, the entire Aquarius Continent belongs to you. This is my ancestral home. I can't bear your drunken madness!"
Gao Mian snorted coldly and suddenly asked: "Xiao Feisheng, what do you think of the name Invincible Divine Fist Gang?"
Xun Yuan kept his eyes fixed on the scroll and said without hesitation: "Strong, invincible, and domineering, he stands out among others in Aquarius Continent, he is unique!"
Gao Mian nodded, "You know what I'm doing and you know how to tell me the truth."
Liu Laocheng endured it, but still couldn't bear it anymore, and said to Xun Yuan: "Senior Xun, what are you trying to do? For other things, just leave it to this old man. The bullshit gang name he chose has hurt the disciples of the mountain sect."
Everyone can't hold their heads up, Senior Xun, you still want to praise you so much against your will, I, Xu Laocheng... I really can't bear it!"
Xu Laocheng, the number one wild cultivator in Aquarius Continent, is a Jade Pu Realm monk who fights his way through mountains and rivers. He has seen a lot of strange people and things.
But Xun Yuan and Gao Mian, the leader of the Tongyezhou Immortal Master in the Immortal Realm, and the ancestor of the Aquarius Continent Sect who has fallen back to the Nascent Soul Realm, if they say they feel like old friends at first sight, they have a similar affinity. In fact, it is already rare, and they ignore the differences between the two realms.
Poor, regardless of the disparity in background between the two mountain gates, Liu Laocheng can barely understand it. But Xun Yuan, are you so supportive of Gao Mian, a rough old man who is illiterate?
At first, Xu Laocheng was afraid that Xun Yuan had an agenda, but Xun Yuan did not hesitate to confront the Taoist Heavenly Lord Qi Zhen, and "Xiao Feisheng" went to Tianmu to discuss the ownership of the broken cave sky with the saint in charge, plus the following three
When people had nothing to do, they traveled together. Even someone as cautious as Liu Laocheng had to admit that Xun Yuan was flirting with Gao Mian, and Gao Mian was flirting with Xun Yuan.
Both of them turned out to be...sincere.
Xun Yuan smiled at Liu Laocheng and said, "I really think the name of the sect, the Invincible Divine Fist Gang, is particularly good."
Liu Laocheng sighed, cupped his fists and smiled bitterly: "I admire you."
Gao Mian said: "Liu Laocheng, you are worse than Xiao Feisheng in other places, but in terms of aesthetics, you are not as good as Xiao Feisheng."
Xun Yuan patted his knee, "Yes, yes, Xiao Langjun's words made me open up. I originally couldn't understand why I have been so lonely on the road of cultivation. Xiao Langjun has been alone today."
My words reveal mysteries, and it is precisely because of my aesthetic taste that I am so high-spirited! If I hadn’t met the young man..."
Gao Mian slapped the table, "You want to talk nonsense? In the Invincible God Fist Gang, I've already heard it and my ears are getting calluses!"
Xun Yuan had no choice but to shut up.
There were no other mirrors, flowers, water, and moon to watch today, so Gao Mian deliberately withdrew his spiritual power, got very drunk, and went to bed.
Xun Yuan then dared to throw a few Xiaoshu coins into the scroll and spoke, saying that if the girl Shi Qiu could appear alone in the scroll in the future, he would be willing to support her again and again.
Then Xun Yuan put away the scroll.
There are so many joys and sorrows in the human world, but Xun Yuan did not want to get involved in the mud of the world for these things, and he would stop at the simplest things.
Liu Laocheng hesitated for a long time before he knew: "Senior Xun, as a friend of Gao Mian, I, Liu Laocheng, would like to take the liberty to ask, as the head of the Yugui Sect, the senior Xun really has no plans for Gao Mian?"
Xun Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's true that it has never happened. I'm just in a state of silence. I just want to come to your Aquarius Island to walk around. It just so happens that you only have one friend here, Gao Mian. If not him, who are you looking for?"
Liu Laocheng nodded.
Xun Yuan continued: "However, there is still a bit of selfishness. Qi practitioners who want to reach the upper five realms seek the word "harmony with the Tao", so as to break the inner demons of the Tao that are one foot higher than the devil's. How should I put it?
This is equivalent to borrowing something from God, and you have to pay it back during the period of the Immortal Realm. If you want to make further progress in the Immortal Realm, it is nothing more than cultivating the Tao and seeking truth, and it only falls on this word "True".
Liu Laocheng stood up and said respectfully: "I have learned a lesson."
Xun Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's such a cliche. You, Liu Laocheng, are extremely talented. What can you teach? What can I teach you?"
Liu Laocheng sat back down with a smile, "If it weren't for Gao Mian, I believe I would never have the chance to sit and have a drink with Senior Xun in my life?"
Xun Yuan nodded and said: "Because we will never be the same people. But it does not prevent us from getting in touch. I recognize you, Liu Laocheng."
Liu Laocheng said: "This junior is so lucky!"
Xun Yuan suddenly said: "I plan to build the next sect of Yugui Sect in Aquarius Continent within the next hundred years, with Jiang Shangzhen as the first sect leader. Are you willing to serve as the chief worshipper?"
Liu Laocheng was shocked and said: "Does Gao Mian know about this?"
Xun Yuan shook his head and said: "I didn't tell him because I regard him as a true friend, not you Liu Laocheng, so we can talk about this."
Liu Laocheng began to weigh.
Xun Yuan smiled and said: "Before I leave Fengweidu, you just need to give me a definite answer. Don't worry, I won't force others to do anything. Besides, it's not a small matter for you, Mr. Liu."
Liu Laocheng nodded, "Let me think about it."
Even if Xun Yuan was an immortal with great magic, he would not know about his small move.
He would ask the young maid named Shi Qiu to clearly inform her at the mountain gate that she could "paint" on her own and would receive a share of the fairy money.
After being slapped and scolded countless times, Shi Qiu said nothing. After the fairy vented her anger, she turned and left. After walking far away, she dared to wipe the bloodshot corners of her mouth and returned to the narrow room.
She closed the door, knelt down, carefully took out the brocade bag, and held it in her hand. She covered her mouth with one hand, and sobs leaked out from between her fingers.
In the Qingluan Kingdom, the old minister Liu Jingting suddenly became infamous from a scholarly leader and a gentle patriarch, and became a joke among the government and the public.
Even the traffickers and lackeys began to talk with gusto about the master's erotic affairs.
The Lion Garden always closed its doors to thank guests, and Liu Jingting never said a word to the outside world.
With Li Baozhen's success, those who were in Nandu lost a nominal "literary leader" and had to find someone else, someone who could convince the public and unite people's hearts. However, Liu Jingting's experience made many people who were ready to move
The scholar-officials were worried. The major wealthy families who had migrated to Qingluan Country had no choice but to take a step back and hope to find a leader from within. However, the situation became complicated. Many of the wealthy family heads had great reputations.
In fact, he is not inferior to Liu Jingting, but since we are all foreigners, and they are both dragons crossing the river, who really wants to be a dwarf? Who is not worried that the person who is elected will secretly use the public for personal gain behind everyone's back?
For a time, the local scholars in Qingluan Kingdom were in chaos, and the foreign families behind the scenes who originally wanted to support Liu Jingting as a puppet to check and balance the Tang emperor of Qingluan Kingdom were also unstoppable.
Li Baozhen went to the county government office to visit Liu Qingfeng that day. The two of them took a walk in the dusk. Li Baozhen smiled and said to the leaderless scholars who were running to the south, "It will take three years for the scholars to rebel."
Liu Qingfeng smiled and nodded.
Li Baozhen had a thick smile on his face.
The heart is cold.
After Liu Qingfeng left that night, Li Baozhen quickly checked and filled in the gaps in Liu Qingfeng's "Three Planes", greatly improving the pen-knife plan.
At that time, all the idiots and idiots in the hall admired Li Baozhen endlessly and complimented him constantly, but they were somewhat sincere.
But Li Baozhen felt increasingly cold all over his body.
Because Li Baozhen was smart enough, he knew that those small flaws were exactly the leftovers Liu Qingfeng deliberately left for him.
It gave him room to take the opportunity to establish his prestige.
This is Liu Qingfeng's speechless way of leaving a trace in his life.
When Li Baozhen left the Yamen office, he couldn't help but look back at the Yamen archway and murmured with a smile: "Fortunately, if you practice in Gongmen, you can't cultivate any immortal way."
When I think of the subordinate servants who originally admired and admired Magistrate Liu from the bottom of their hearts, each of them has become complicated and alienated, and some even cannot hide their pity.
Li Baozhen became a little happy, walked out of the government office quickly with a little brisk pace.
Liu Qingfeng returned to his residence and while looking through the files carefully, he suddenly remembered that Secretary Lang of Da Liwu whose real name was Wang Yifu outside the door. In the past, he was the number one general of the Lu Dynasty in the northernmost part of Aquarius Continent. He was about to become the person in charge of the security of a county.
, the county lieutenant who captured the bandits. Do you think that someone who is worthy enough to serve as a pillar of the Dali Temple can be used as a county lieutenant for me, Qingluan Elementary School?