The five hundred and fortieth eight chapters what to do
I saw something strange along the way on the ferry.
There was a group of female monks in colorful clothes, swinging under a sea of clouds. Their laughter and laughter caused many male monks on the ferry to shout loudly. It was because they would never see each other again if they just passed by each other, so their words were a bit naughty.
Su Bu Ji.
As a result, a huge dragon head slowly poked out from the sea of clouds, frightening many monks on the boat. The mysterious existence that was not a real dragon gently hit the tail of the ferry with its head, and the ferry became more and more powerful like an arrow.
Chen Pingan wrote down this scene, returned to the guest room, and continued to do an ordinary thing.
After arriving at Tongyezhou in Daoxuan Mountain and separated from Lu Tai, Chen Pingan accidentally entered the Lotus Flower Blessed Land and left the Taoist temple with Pei Qian and the painting scroll. Chen Pingan began to write some experiences about the landscape. With the help of his memory, he left the Taoist temple.
Starting from Xuanxuan Mountain, I got to know Lutai, arrived at Tongyezhou, walked through Fuji Zonghuantian Street, and wrote about the Yunzhong Jiaolong Pushing Ferry Boat in Luzhou, Beiju today.
The paper on the table is divided into two parts.
It was divided into a first draft and a transcript by Chen Ping'an. The draft would be erased and revised, and it would be considered and considered over and over again, just like a letter that was not sent. This letter became a bit long as it was written.
The copy that was copied later looked clean and neat, like an assignment given by a student to his teacher.
Sometimes, there is really nothing to write about. I haven’t seen any interesting landscapes or people for a long time, so I either don’t write anything, or occasionally I write something like “Nothing happened today, everything is safe.”
In the blessed land of lotus flowers, birds competed for the crossing, and they were surrounded and killed. They punched and sworded the local leader in the world. At the inn on the border of the Daquan Dynasty, I met a gentleman who could write limericks. The Yin Shen traveled far away and met him.
The bad-tempered River God Empress visited Biyou Mansion and discussed the order with the Water God Empress who admired the old gentleman's knowledge. She lived in the dusty shop in Old Dragon City and became more and more sensible.
The Heitan girl went to the Qingluan Kingdom in the southeast of Aquarius Continent. On the fifth day of May that year, she received the first birthday gift in her life...
The only time I didn't write anything else was during the years when I was the accountant at Shujian Lake.
In the end, he had no choice but to return to his hometown of Mubo Lane. When he was alone in his ancestral home and lit a lamp and kept vigil, Chen Pingan thought about it and only wrote one sentence.
"These past few years have been a bit difficult, but now that it's over, it seems to be okay."
Chen Ping'an finished writing one copy and transcribing another. The two large stacks of paper stacked separately on the table were all written in neat small regular script. It is estimated that in the eyes of experts, these words are still written with great craftsmanship, regardless of the content.
, there are more than 300,000 words written eloquently, over and over again, old-fashioned and rigorous, just rules.
Chen Ping'an put away his pen and ink, stretched out his two hands, gently pressed on the two books that seemed to have not been bound into a volume, smoothed them gently, and pressed them.
With no worries for the time being, he wandered thousands of miles with his thoughts. After coming back to his senses, Chen Pingan put the two stacks of paper into a square object and started to stand up and practice boxing. It was still the same three piles in one.
Nowadays, martial arts practitioners practice boxing and practice Qi, which consumes roughly half the time. During this period, drawing talismans is the biggest pastime.
After Chen Pingan bought two Shanshui Di newspapers, he arrived at the Xianjia Ferry at Longgong Cave without any incident.
The Dragon Palace Cave Heaven is the same as the Lizhu Cave Heaven in my hometown. They are among the thirty-six small cave heavens. It is the ancestral property of the Shuilong Sect and was first discovered and occupied by the founder of the Shuilong Sect. However, this territory is too enviable.
After the two major turmoils caused by both external and internal troubles, the Shuilong Sect attracted the Chongxuan Office of the Dayuan Dynasty and Duckweed Jianhu, and only then could they earn a stable income that could guarantee harvests despite droughts and floods.
Shuilong Sect is an old sect in Luzhou, Beiju. It has a long history and many allusions. Chongxuan Department of Dayuan Dynasty and Duckweed Sword Lake can only be regarded as rising stars compared to Shuilong Sect, but their current momentum is that of the latter two.
He is far superior to the Water Dragon Sect.
Since the Shuilong Sect built near the water has set up landscape restrictions, the passengers on the ferry could not see the outline of the Shuilong Sect's Immortal Mansion. They could only see the shore of Dadu, a land with a radius of hundreds of miles, and a vast mist. When the ferry passed through that
A large array of clouds and mist with strong moisture all year round slowly descended and stopped at the ferry, and only then could we see the majestic and stretching buildings of Shuilong Sect.
Chen Ping'an discovered that this was his first time taking the Beiju Luzhou Ferry. After docking, all the passengers disembarked on foot.
Thinking of the domineering behavior of the Lu family emperors of the Dayuan Dynasty, the rumors of the Yang family of the Yunxiao Palace of Chongxuan Department, and Chen Ping'an's personal experience with the sword fairy Li Cai from Duckweed Sword Lake, he was not surprised at all.
There are more than a thousand fairy tangerine trees planted in Munudu of Shuilong Sect, all of which were planted by the founder of Shuilong Sect. This ancestor had a last word when he died in Bingjie. He lived a mediocre life and only had thousands of wood slaves as his legacy.
Children.
Chen Ping'an, dressed in a green shirt with a sword on his back, a sword gourd hanging on his waist, and a green bamboo hiking stick in his hand, walked slowly along the large ferry with an archway on which was embedded the handwriting of a calligrapher and sage from China.
The list reads "Underwater Cave". Dadu flows through here, and the water surface is extremely open, as wide as three hundred miles. The Dragon Palace Cave is under the water of Dadu, similar to the Dragon Palace Mansion in Cangjun Lake, but there is no need for monks to avoid the water to visit, because
The Shuilong Sect spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build a long underwater bridge, which allows tourists to enter the water and visit the Dragon Palace Cave. Of course, they need to pay a toll, which costs ten snowflakes. After paying the money, if you want to walk through the long bridge and walk there
According to legend, there were thousands of dragons entrenched in ancient times. If you go out to the Dragon Palace Cave where clouds and rain fall, you need to have extra expenses, a small summer coin.
This is obviously a pig killing.
When Chen Ping'an thought of the hundred-eyed Taotie robe he picked up from Yang Ningxing in Yunxiao Palace, he felt that these fairy money were not unbearable.
Skeleton Beach, Ghost Valley, Yunxiao Palace, Yang Ningxing, the "little heavenly king" of the Yang family.
On the border of Wuling Kingdom, Sui Jingcheng, the direct disciple of Li Cai of Duckweed Jianhu.
At the ruins of the Immortal Mansion, there is a white jade directly passed down from the Water Dragon Sect’s Patriarch Hall next to Young Marquis Zhan Qing.
It seems that on the road of spiritual practice, those relationships are like a tangled mess, and every big and small knot is an encounter, giving people the illusion that the world is actually only so big.
Munudu is bustling with people, noisy and noisy like a fairy ferry, but more like a bustling street in a secular city.
Because the following October 10th and October 15th are two important days, both at the foot of the mountain and even more so on the mountain.
One is one of the three major ghost festivals, and the other is Shuiguan's day to relieve misfortunes.
The Shuilong Sect held two Taoist rituals in the Longgong Cave that is open to the public. The ceremony is ancient and highly respected. Depending on the size and year, the Shuilong Sect monks may build gold, jade, or yellow dojos to help all living beings pray for blessings and eliminate evil spirits.
Disaster. Especially the second birthday of Water Dragon Sect. Since this ancient god is the master of many gods in the water, it has always been the most important day for Water Dragon Sect.
Except for the majestic archway, Chen Pingan found that the style regulations here are somewhat similar to those of the Xianfu ruins. After the archway, there are dozens of stone monuments. Is it possible that the waterfront places near Dadu are all this particular? Chen Pingan asked them one by one.
Looking at the past, there were not a few people who were chosen by him. There were also many Confucian scholars who were studying abroad. They seemed to be from academies. They were immersed in copying the inscriptions next to the stone tablet. Chen Pingan carefully browsed the "groups" of the Daping period.
"Inscriptions on the Construction of Stone Bridges by Xian Xian", as well as "The Stele of the Dragon Pavilion Throwing into the Water" written by the local calligrapher and sage in Luzhou, Beiju, because these two inscriptions explain in detail the construction process of the stone bridge over the water, as well as the origin and origin of the Dragon Palace Cave.
Excavate.
The team was as long as a dragon. Chen Ping'an waited for nearly half an hour before he saw the monk from Shuilong Sect who was responsible for collecting passing money.
After paying ten pieces of snow money, I got a seal token carved from ancient fairy orange wood. It was antique and had excellent seal writing. The Shuilong Sect monk said that when you get to the other end of the bridge, you can just hand it back to the Shuilong Sect monk at the other end of the bridge.
This is the first time Chen Ping'an has seen the wooden seal of the Immortal Family on the mountain. The seal is "rest" and the margin is "fame and wealth are a matter of life, life and death are a matter of life".
Chen Pingan asked if these wooden seals could be bought and sold.
The female cultivator of the Water Dragon Sect smiled sweetly, saying that the orange wood seal that crossed the bridge was a token of the sect and was not for sale. Each seal must be recorded. However, there was a shop in the Dragon Palace Cave that specialized in selling all kinds of seals, not just water dragons.
The sect’s unique Xianjia orange wood seal and various famous stone seals are available. Guests will definitely be able to buy their favorite things when they go to the Dragon Palace Cave.
Chen Ping'an just wanted to ask about the price of the wood seals in Longgong Cave.
The people behind him complained and cursed, telling him to get out of here and stop teasing the fairy.
Chen Pingan had no choice but to turn around and apologize, and then hurriedly left the team to make way for the guests behind him. Chen Pingan was a little regretful. The large and small items in the Xianjia shop were not to mention expensive, and the higher the mountain, the harder it was to pick up missing items.
The more difficult it is. On the contrary, there were still some opportunities at small ferries such as Baopingzhou Qingfufang and Fengwei Ferry Baofengzhai.
The long bridge with an extremely wide deck itself has the effect of water-repelling. An arch bridge is still an arch bridge, but the bridge entering the water seems to be hanging upside down. It is said that the bottom of the arc in the center of the bridge is close to the bottom of Dadu Water, which is undoubtedly another strange thing.
When you get on the bridge, you are walking into the Dadu Water.
The bridge is extremely wide and the bridge is bustling with traffic, which is even more exaggerated than the imperial streets of the capital of secular dynasties.
It can be seen that Shuilong Zong only collects the money to buy the road, and makes a lot of money every day.
Chen Pingan looked up and saw that the water in Dadu was clear and faint in color, not as turbid as ordinary rivers.
The bridge is more than three hundred miles long, so carriages and horses can be hired to travel between the two ends of the stone bridge.
On the other side of Dadu and Shiqiao, Shuilong Sect also has endless mansions and buildings. There is a Yupu Realm Patriarch on each side, so they are habitually divided into Southern Sect and Northern Sect. The Patriarch Hall is located in the north of Dadu, and
The predecessor of the Shuilong Sect's Ancestral Hall was one of the three ancient temples in Jidu. Therefore, it is said that the children of the Northern Sect have always regarded themselves very highly and are from the same sect as the Southern Sect. There is an invisible boundary between the two.
Chen Ping'an can understand that as long as it doesn't involve any major issues of right or wrong, this kind of human mentality is inevitable.
In the future, once Lu Baixiang spreads its branches outside Luopo Mountain, it may be the same. Lu Baixiang's direct disciples may also feel uncomfortable if they arrive at the Luopo Mountain Patriarch Hall.
How to prepare for a rainy day is the greatest test of a mountain's style of work.
Reading books to understand ancient stories, observing people on the road means observing oneself. This is probably the purpose of reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles.
There are many things that you just have to think about on your own and try harder
Even if you think about it, you can't figure out the real knowledge. Even if you think about it, it will inevitably be empty. As Cui Dongshan said, once a good principle is taken out of the belly and placed on the road of materialistic world, it will be vulnerable. How can
Not a regret.
It's just that some people have experienced a lot of things, but they haven't been able to sort out one or two threads. After drifting with the crowd, they comfort themselves with the world's affairs. Although it is a helpless move, it is ultimately a pity.
Chen Ping'an was still walking slowly and thinking about all the gains and losses.
No matter how strange the scenery of the Long Bridge in the Dadu River is, after walking for dozens of miles, it is actually ordinary.
Even if there are strange swimming fish that are as bright as firefly lanterns around the long bridge in the water, and many ghostly creatures swimming around under the command of the water god Hebo, if you look at them too much, you will lose interest.
Chen Ping'an found that during the first ten miles of the journey, almost everyone was in high spirits, looking left and right, leaning on the railings and gazing into the distance, making loud noises, and then gradually quieted down, with only the sound of carriages and horses passing by.
Chen Ping'an's biggest interest is to see the margins and seals of the wooden seals hanging on the waists of tourists, and remember them one by one.
If the fairy orange wood seal in the Dragon Palace Cave is too expensive in the future, you can choose good wood to engrave it yourself.
After traveling for more than a hundred miles, there were more than ten teahouses and restaurants on the bridge, which were somewhat similar to roadside pavilions on the landscape road.
Chen Ping'an chose a restaurant with a height of five floors, ordered a pot of Shuilong Sect's specialty Xianjia Liquor, Sangenjiu wine, and two dishes to go with the wine, and then added money to get a window seat with a wide view on the first floor.
, the first floor of the restaurant was full of people, Chen Pingan had just sat down, and soon the restaurant waiter brought a group of guests over. He smiled and asked if he could share a table. If the guests agreed, the restaurant would give him a bowl of midnight wine. Chen Pingan
Looking at the group of people, two men and one woman, they didn't look very fierce. The young men and women were neither pure martial artists nor monks. They seemed to be rich and noble. An old retainer beside them was probably a six-level martial artist.
, Chen Pingan agreed. The young master smiled and nodded his thanks, and Chen Pingan picked up the wine bowl as a return gift.
In fact, if you want to have a better view and go to a higher level, it is very simple, just add money.
It's just that after walking more than a hundred miles and seeing all the underwater scenery in Dadu, it would be a waste of money to pay extra.
Of course, there are many people who do not regard fairy money as money.
Chen Pingan drank wine and listened silently to the chatter of the drinkers.
Paper could not contain the fire, even if the Emperor of the Great Seal Dynasty strictly ordered not to reveal the result of that battle, but people were confused, and various gossips gradually leaked out, and finally appeared on the Shanshui Di newspaper, so the Ape Crying Mountain Sword Immortal Ji
The life-changing fight between Yue and the Tenth Realm martial artist Gu You has now become a wine table conversation among monks on the mountain, and it has become more and more intense. Compared with the previous time when the great northern swordsman died in the battle at the Great Sword Qi Great Wall, after the news was passed back to Luzhou in Beiju,
Only the sacrifice of the sword, Ji Yue was also a swordsman in this continent, his body and death disappeared, especially when he died at the hands of a pure martial artist, the wording in the Shanshui Di newspaper did not have the slightest intention of being a taboo for the venerable, and the deceased was the most important.
, everyone spoke more unscrupulously.
The reputation of this restaurant is almost one-sided.
Even the sword cultivators praised the great master Gu You, and mentioned the sword immortal Ji Yue with only ridicule and anger.
Gu You's boxing technique reaches the gods and has no disciples to pass it down.
However, Ji Yue also has a powerful Yuanwei Mountain, with many disciples in the sect. However, Yuanwei Mountain is a little out of date, and now there is no Upper Five Realm Sword Cultivator sitting on the top of the mountain.
When Ji Yue was alive, one Immortal realm sword cultivator was enough.
When Ji Yue died, his reputation as a swordsman and his power during his lifetime seemed to have become an unforgivable sin.
Someone said angrily: "What a bullshit great swordsman. He didn't dare to go to the Sword Qi Great Wall to kill demons, but he even killed a martial artist in exchange for his life. He has lost the face of our sword cultivators!"
Some people nodded in agreement and sneered: "It is said that Ji Yue's time to reach the Immortal Realm is still short. Let me see, in fact, it is not an Immortal Realm at all. He has always been the unbeatable Yupu Realm sword cultivator. Ji Yue calls himself the Great Sword Immortal. Yeah."
Some people lamented his misfortune and said with anger, "Although his opponent was one of the four great warriors in our continent, Ji Yue died a bit cowardly. He actually locked the flying sword of his life to Gu You, smashed his body with one punch, and smashed his body with two punches. He broke the golden elixir Yuanying and died with three punches. How could the dignified Yuanweishan Sword Immortal be so careless? It was a good thing that he didn't go to the Great Sword Qi Wall. Otherwise, he would be even more embarrassed. He taught the local swordsmen to mistake Beiju Luzhou. Sword immortals are all embroidered pillows for Ji Yue and his ilk."
After a while, a monk who had some relationship and affection with Yuanwei Mountain said angrily: "Everyone in the continent knows how good Ji Jianxian is in cultivation. Why do you have to talk so weirdly after Ji Jianxian died in battle? Why did you go there?! "
Someone tutted: "Hey, finally a friend from Yuanwei Mountain has stood up and spoken out."
Someone deliberately "lowered his voice" and said with a smile: "Let's all be careful. Ji Yue, the Great Sword Immortal of Yuanwei Mountain, has many friends. If we just say these unpleasant words, people will be beaten to shut up. Yuanwei Mountain The rules are so strong and the sword is so fast that it scares a person to death."
Soon someone was singing along and sneered: "Why, we are only allowed to talk nonsense about Ji Da Sword Immortal, but we ants are not allowed to say anything about our conscience? This Yuan Cry Mountain Sword Master has such a big air and majesty. Do you not allow outsiders to say even a fair word?"
Chen Ping'an drank wine and looked at the flowing water of Dadu outside the building, like a mute old man who had been speechless for eternity.
Another person directly criticized the case, "How can there be such a bad swordsman in the world? Don't you talkative people use your brains? Or do you think that if you fight with Senior Gu You, you can win surely?"
Someone immediately made a tit for tat, slapped the wine glass in his hand on the table, and laughed: "Haha, why, I am not a swordsman, so I can't make half the truth? Then in our Beiju Luzhou, except for that small group of people, are Don’t we all have to shut up? Is there such a thing in the world? Is it possible that there is a shop for truth, founded by the Ape Cry Mountain, and it’s the only one in the world?”
Chen Pingan smiled.
It does seem to make sense.
The few monks who fought against Ji Yue and Yuantong Mountain were all extremely aggrieved.
More people were very happy. Many people loudly asked for a few more jugs of midnight wine from the restaurant. Some people drank the wine and threw the unsealed wine jugs out of the restaurant, saying that it was a pity that they would never be able to drink wine in this life. After meeting that senior Gu and not being able to witness the deadly battle at the Yuxi River, even if I was a Taoist who looked down on the martial artist at the foot of the mountain, I should still offer a pot of wine to the martial artist Gu Youyao.
The three people at the same table as Chen Pingan were just whispering.
The woman asked softly: "Wei Qi, is that Monk from Yuanwei Mountain really arrogant? Why is he so outrageous?"
The young man named Wei Qi shook his head and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not bad. No one has a bad temper at the top of Jianxiu Mountain. However, Yuanwei Mountain has a worse reputation than the Taihui Jianzong in the north."
The old man said calmly: "What's the point of scolding the martial artist Gu You? As a Taoist, it's only when you scold the great swordsman and respect the martial artist that you show your grace."
The woman asked curiously: "Do the monks who scolded the most fiercely have any grudge against Yuanwei Mountain?"
Wei Qi shook his head and smiled: "If you really want to make a feud, the news of Ji Yue's death will not be revealed to the outside world. Those who have resentment in their hearts and will resort to it will never make mortal enemies, but those who are half-baked.
Because of the relationship, the words of these people are often the most able to confuse the hearts of those who are watching. The market, the officialdom, and the mountains are not all the same. After seeing and hearing too much, it is actually the same thing."
Chen Ping'an glanced at Wei Qi and the young woman who was hesitant to speak, and reminded him in his heart: "A monk has a sharp ear, and a young man should be careful when speaking."
Wei Qi nodded with a smile, took the initiative to raise the wine bowl to the green-shirted guest, and replied with ripples in his heart: "It should be like this, just drink and don't talk about right and wrong."
Chen Pingan was slightly surprised.
He is actually a Qi practitioner with a high level?
Chen Pingan really couldn't see it before.
However, Wei Qi was actually quite shocked. The sword-backing ranger in front of him, who looked like a pure martial artist in the fourth and fifth realms, turned out to be a Qi practitioner.
In the lobby of the restaurant, there were several like-minded strangers, all of whom were cheerful people who cursed Yuan Weishan and Ji Yue. Everyone raised their wine bowls high and toasted each other.
Chen Ping'an could even see the sincerity in their eyes. The bright expressions on their faces when they drank were not fake. This was the most interesting thing.
Chen Ping'an had no objections to them. In life, if something doesn't suit one's own wishes, it would rarely be truly harmful if he said it out loud. After saying that, the past was over, and there was the next excitement, and something to drink with.
Bold words.
Chen Ping'an pays attention to other people whose words are more precise and their reasoning is not so extreme. They are more considerate and more reasonable.
From the words of the world, it seems that there are saints and gods wandering around at night, and there are hundreds of ghosts wandering around during the day.
There is nothing wrong with the mountain monster and the passers-by give in when they hear about it.
There are many enchanting water ghosts in the river, swaying and quietly pulling people into the water.
On the second floor, people were also chatting about things on the mountain. But compared to the competition in the lobby, everyone on the second floor was just talking about their own affairs without deliberately suppressing their figures. Chen Pingan heard someone talking about Qi Jinglong's retreat and guessing where it was.
The three sword immortals will ask Jian Taihui Sword Sect, talk about the battle between Huang Xi and Xiu Niang at Tuli Mountain, the Qingliang Sect that has risen rapidly, and the young female sect leader who claims to have a Taoist companion.
On the third floor, Chen Ping'an heard someone talking about business, speaking in a loud voice but with a low voice. Every transaction could result in profit or loss worth thousands of snow coins.
The conversations on the fourth floor can no longer be heard clearly, and most of them are restricted by magic. Naturally, Chen Ping'an will not pry into them without permission. He can hear as much as he can with his ears.
I vaguely heard that some people were talking about the general trend of Aquarius Continent, talking about Beiyue and Wei Bo. More people were talking about Aai'ai Continent and Middle-earth Divine Continent. For example, they speculated whether Cao Ci, the young warrior of the Daduan Dynasty, would now become a member of the Jin Dynasty.
In terms of status, at what age will one reach the end of martial arts?
As for the fifth floor on the top floor, there was only a slight clinking of wine glasses and bowls from time to time.
Chen Pingan slowly drank a bottle and a bowl of midnight wine, then got up and went to the counter to pay the bill, and left the restaurant alone.
During this period, he did not forget to nod to the three people. Wei Qi also smiled and returned the greeting, gently raising his wine glass.
Chen Pingan was walking on the long bridge in Dadu. There was a luxury car in the distance.
The car suddenly burst into view, driving majestically along the Shuimai Avenue, and it looked like a wealthy family going out for an outing. There was an old man in a purple robe and a jade belt holding a jade wat, a god in silver armor holding an iron gun, and a goddess in white looking at each other. , those two rays of brilliance actually overflowed from the eyes and lasted for a long time.
These beings are the narcissus and water monsters recorded in the official and unofficial history. They have lived in the Dragon Mansion for a long time and are responsible for the good weather of the place.
The entrance to the Dragon Palace Cave is somewhere on the Long Bridge fifty miles away.
Dragon Palace Cave is a genuine Dragon Palace ruins.
According to the inscriptions, ancient narcissus indeed lived here and dragons were entrenched.
Compared with the Jiaolonggou where the descendants of the dragon lived, this Dragon Mansion is like a mansion on the mountain, while the Jiaolonggou is like a martial arts sect.
Chen Ping'an saw the outline of a city head. When he got closer, he saw a gold plaque with the words "Jidu Summer Retreat" hung on the city tower.
Under the largest plaque, there are dozens of plaques handwritten by everyone, layer upon layer.
There are both the handiwork of the Talisman Immortal whose aura of talismans has lasted for thousands of years, and the methods of the Sword Immortal who have abundant sword power.
Probably because you have to spend a small sum of money, the city gate is not as crowded as the one at the bridge.
Small caves such as Dragon Palace Cave Heaven, which have been managed by the sect for thousands of years, have no chance to be left to future generations, especially outsiders, because even if a natural treasure emerges at the right time, it will be targeted by the Water Dragon Sect early. No outsiders are allowed to get involved. Even the local snake of Shuilong Sect can't suppress the covetousness of some great monks from across the river. At least, the thunder method of the Yang family of Yunxiao Palace and the flying sword of Duckweed Sword Lake can help scare people's hearts.
In the history of Dragon Palace Cave, there was a huge incident where a powerful object was stolen. In the end, three families worked together to find it. The identity of the thief was unexpected and reasonable. He was a famous swordsman. As a handyman of the Water Dragon Sect, he had been hiding in the cave for decades, but he still couldn't succeed. The water-borne treasure was not warmed, so he had to hand it back, and was pursued by the ancestors of the three sects. , luckily survived, fled to Aai'aizhou, and became a worshiper of Liu, the God of Wealth, and still dare not return to Beiju Luzhou.
Chen Ping'an was just about to hand over a Xiaoshu coin, but before he thought, someone whispered to dissuade him: "If you can save it, save it, there is no need to pay for it."
Chen Pingan turned his head, very surprised, but did not call out the other party's name.
However, there was unconcealable joy in his eyes.
It turned out to be Li Liu, who was supposed to be practicing at Lion Peak.
When they reunited at Sui Academy, according to Li Huai, his sister has now become a monk at Lion Peak, serving tea and water to the old gods on the mountain every day. As for his parents, they opened a shop in the market at the foot of the mountain. , making a lot of money, and his wife is already married.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "What a coincidence. I originally planned to finish walking through Jidu, visit Baby Mountain, and then go to Lion Peak to meet you."
Li Liu shook his head gently and said with a smile: "It's not a coincidence, I came here specifically to see you."
Chen Pingan hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed all his words.
Li Liu was clearly an accomplished Qi practitioner, and his level was obviously extremely high.
But Chen Ping'an's feeling disappeared in a flash.
Li Liu took out a simple chilong jade plaque. The Shuilong Sect monk guarding the city gate glanced at it and immediately saluted the unidentified young woman respectfully. Li Liu led Chen Ping'an straight into the city gate and walked along the There is an endless white jade staircase that you can climb up together.
For some reason, Chen Ping'an turned around and looked around. It seemed that martial law was enforced over the city gate and no one could enter the Dragon Palace Cave.
The group of pedestrians in front, as small as mustard seeds, gradually climbed higher.
Li Liu spoke softly: "Mr. Chen."
Chen Pingan quickly said: "Just call me by my name. My temporary name is Chen Haoren."
Li Liu had a pair of moist eyes, smiling like a crescent moon.
Chen Ping'an also felt that he was a little shameless. He thought about whether to choose another pseudonym and said, "Then you should call me Mr. Chen."
Li Liu nodded, and then his first sentence was very important, "Mr. Chen had better reach the golden realm as soon as possible, otherwise, if it is too late, something will happen in Jinjiazhou."
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and said, "Fight for it."
Li Liu's second sentence made Chen Ping'an feel uneasy. "Previously, Zheng Dafeng sent a letter to Lion Peak, and I took a trip to Luolu Mountain. The Lotus Flower Blessed Land is now divided into four parts, and Luolu Mountain occupies one of them."
The tung leaf umbrella is the entrance. Zhu Lian and the others urgently need to upgrade the site temporarily named Lotus Root Blessed Land to a medium blessed land, otherwise it will be abandoned, so they need two to three thousand Grain Rain coins."
Chen Ping'an looked stiff and asked cautiously: "Gu Yu Qian?"
Li Liu nodded and said: "Gu Yu Qian."
Chen Ping'an lamented, "It won't help even if I break the pot and sell the iron."
Li Liu then gave a general explanation of the current situation at Zhu Lian's side.
Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.
Being able to borrow money is still considered a skill.
With whom to borrow, how much to borrow, and how to pay it back, Zhu Lian already had a charter. After listening carefully, Chen Pingan had no objection. With Zhu Lian taking the lead, and Wei Bo and Zheng Dafeng helping to make plans, nothing would happen.
Mistakes.
The key is that the burden of owing two to three thousand grain rain coins will ultimately fall on his shoulders as a young mountain owner, and he cannot escape.
Of course, Chen Ping'an would not run away. At this time, he had begun to work as a bookkeeper. He recalculated the belongings he had saved during his trip to Beiju Luzhou. From picking up rags to packing them, he sold all the items that could be sold.
Go, how many Grain Rain coins can you afford? Putting aside the borrowed money, can Chen Pingan make up for the gap in Luo Luoshan with one go? The answer is simple, no.
When Chen Ping'an came to his senses, Li Liu just changed the subject, "Actually, the earliest way in and out of Lizhu Cave is similar to the Dragon Palace Cave."
Chen Ping'an regretted: "I haven't walked through it. By the time I left my hometown, Lizhu Cave had already taken root."
Li Liu smiled and said, "Sit down for a while? Anyway, no one is following us."
Chen Ping'an didn't hesitate to sit on the steps, took off the sword gourd, and took a sip of wine. As for drinking in the future, he could only drink glutinous rice wine.
Li Liu said: "As long as I have that jade tablet, there won't be anyone from the Shuilong Sect who can use their palms to see mountains and rivers to investigate what's going on here without authorization."
Chen Ping'an still didn't ask any more questions.
My impression of Li Liu is actually very shallow. She is nothing more than Li Huai's sister and the woman Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing like at the same time.
Before today, the two of them had actually never interacted with each other.
Li Liu hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Chen, I have a copy of the rubbings on the mountain, which has something to do with you, but not much. I didn't plan to give it to you, because I was worried that it would cause trouble and delay Mr. Chen's travels."
Chen Pingan was a little confused, thought about it, and said: "It doesn't matter. Since it is something that you will know sooner or later, you might as well make plans early."
Li Liu took out a treasure from the mountain that looked like a copybook from his sleeve. The copybook was hanging in the air. Li Liu stretched out his finger and tapped it gently. The ripples spread out and the mist filled the air.
On the calligraphy scroll, a woman sitting upright appeared.
The pseudonym is Shi Qiu, a female monk from a small sect in Aquarius Continent.
She came from Dajiu Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju, and worked as a maid on the cross-continental ferry that crashed in the Zhuying Dynasty of Aquarius.
Li Liu looked ahead and stayed out of the incident.
She has seen too many joys and sorrows in the world, and she can hardly feel anything.
The last scene of "Through the Looking Glass, Moon in Water" is that the woman who wanted to die picked up a brocade bag that she had carefully treasured for many years. She wrinkled her face, as if trying not to cry, squeezed out a smile, and raised the brocade bag high.
The bag shook slightly and said softly: "Hey, who is that? Qiushi likes you. Did you hear it? Did you see it? If you don't know, it doesn't matter. If you know, just know it."
Chen Pingan sat there calmly and listened to the story without missing a word.
She is Qiushi's sister, named Chunshui.
Chen Pingan saw it at first sight.
Finally, Chen Ping'an murmured: "Okay, I understand."
There was silence for a long time.
Li Liu put away the copybook and put it into his sleeve.
Chen Ping'an didn't care about raising the sword gourd. There didn't seem to be any sadness or anger on his face.
Li Liu didn't find it strange either.
Li Liu just said something that seemed very inhumane, "The matter has come to this, and her actions are meaningless except to die."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Generally speaking, it is like this."
Li Liu asked: "Is there such a thing as 'unusual'?"
Chen Pingan did not give an answer, but turned around and said: "I plan to continue on my way and won't visit the Dragon Palace Cave. Anyway, I can't afford anything. Just doing this, will it cause trouble for you?"
Li Liu smiled and said: "Mr. Chen is overly worried. I have no trouble in Luzhou, Beiju. At least, I will save my life."
Chen Ping'an said he was on his way, but he didn't get up immediately.
He thought of the couplet that he planned to hang in Luoluo Mountain Bamboo House in the future. The first couplet was about the three-foot sword in the wind and rain outside the mountain. If you have something to do, pick up the sword and go down the mountain.
Chen Pingan then hung the sword he was carrying behind him around his waist.
This should be Chen Pingan's first time wearing a sword in a real sense.
I used to just carry the sword on my back.
Li Liu asked: "Mr. Chen, shouldn't we have to directly ask Jian Dajiu Mountain, then ask the Great Li Dynasty, and thirdly ask the Heavenly Lord to thank him?"
Li Liu actually doesn't like using swords very much. She doesn't like them either from ancient gods or today's monks.
Chen Ping'an stood up, shook the sword gourd, and said with a smile: "No, I'm not strong enough, so I'll do it by drinking."
Li Liu smiled and nodded. She sat where she was and did not get up. She just watched the young man in green shirt and sword slowly walk down the steps.
What if something happens?
Pick up the sword and go down the mountain.
What should I do if the world's affairs are greater than my ability? What can't be done? The answer can only be in the heart first and put it in the sheath.