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Chapter six hundred and ninety fifth broken peace

There is a forbidden place in the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth. Within a hundred miles, there are beautiful mountains and clear waters and pleasant scenery. There is only one building with two floors high and three columns wide, which looks like a small study isolated from a wealthy gate.

The plaque is not big, but it means a lot, Zhen Baize.

In the middle of the lobby, there is a portrait of the Holy Master.

If the secret of heaven had not been revealed on the plaque, the Taoist cultivators who mistakenly entered this place would have thought that the owner of this place was a Confucian disciple who lived in seclusion.

A middle-aged man is reading books.

Every year, gentlemen and sages from the Book of Rites Academy would send books here, regardless of the subject matter, exegesis of sages, literati's notes, novels about ghosts and monsters. They were not particular. The academy would place them on a hilltop on the edge of the forbidden area on time. The hill was not surprising.

There is only a fallen stele in the shape of an Aozu stele, which vaguely shows that "in the first month of the Spring King's year, heavy rain and rain shook the book." Gentlemen and sages only need to place the book on the stele, and then a woman will come to pick up the book.

Then she gave it to her master, the great demon Bai Ze.

Bai Ze put down his book, looked at the woman in palace clothes outside the door, and asked: "Are you worried that the situation in Tongyezhou will affect Mrs. Huansha who cut off her own tail?"

When the woman heard the inquiry, she immediately turned around and said respectfully: "To tell you what I'm saying, seeing the pitiful end of the Yulong Sect, I'm really worried about Mrs. Huansha's safety."

Mrs. Huansha is not only one of the four ladies in the world, as famous as Mrs. Qingshenshan, Mrs. Blushing from Meiyuanzi, and Mrs. Zhonggui from Yuegong. She is also one of the two celestial foxes in the world, Jiuwei. The other one is

She is the ancestor of the fox charm of the palace-dressed woman. The latter was destined to be unable to escape the mighty catastrophe, so she had to go to Longhu Mountain to seek the protection of the great heavenly master of that generation. She had a deep connection with the Taoist order and obtained that Fangtian.

With the seal of the master's seal, she not only survived the Five Thunder Heavenly Tribulation, but also successfully broke through the realm. In order to repay her great kindness, she served as the guardian of the Tianshi Mansion for thousands of years and ascended to the realm.

The woman in palace clothes had a somewhat resentful look on her face, complaining that Mrs. Huansha wanted to stay out of the matter even if she didn't want to be in the Tianhu realm, without helping each other. If it were her, how could she do such a stupid thing.

When Bai Ze came to the door, the woman in palace clothes moved slightly and put a little distance away from her master. She had been with her master day and night for thousands of years, and she did not dare to violate the rules at all.

Bai Ze said: "Qingying, what do you think is the chance of winning in the wild world?"

The fox charm named Qing Ying replied: "The monster armies in the wild world are concentrated and single-minded, just to compete for territory. They are driven by interests and have pure thoughts.

Now, even if the troops are divided into three groups, they still have an absolute advantage over Nanposu Continent, Fuyao Continent and Tongye Continent. In addition, the signs of internal strife in Haoran Tianxia are a big hidden danger. The top experts in Haoran Tianxia Immortal Realm and Ascension Realm are really too much.

I feel aggrieved, if the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain is really willing to keep his promise, once the color of heaven and earth changes, these powerful men will be able to get a great freedom no matter what their origins, so it is extremely tempting."

Speaking of this, Qingying felt a little uneasy.

Back then, because she revealed her true feelings and spoke carelessly, she was driven to the bottom of a valley by her master in a rage on a snowy plank road on a small island. She called out her real name and had her tail cut off casually.

Bai Ze said: "Just tell me."

Qingying got the decree and then continued: "Tongyezhou has been closed since ancient times and has been accustomed to pampering. Suddenly a disaster comes and everyone is caught off guard. It is difficult for people to unite. Once the academy cannot stop the monks from fleeing with an iron fist, the Immortal Family on the mountain will lead the dynasty at the foot of the mountain.

The situation in both the government and the public has deteriorated in an instant. As long as the demon clan invades the hinterland of Tongye Continent, it will be like the situation where the fine cavalry chases and kills the refugees. The damage caused by the demon clan at the foot of the mountain may be so small that it can be ignored. When Tongye zhou arrives,

In the end, there were only seven or eight sects left, barely able to protect themselves. On the way to the north, Aquarius Island was too small, and the sword cultivators in Luzhou in the north suffered too many losses on the Sword Qi Great Wall. Moreover, the folk customs there are indeed fierce.

, but it is easy for each to fight alone. This kind of war is not a fight between monks on the mountain. Beiju Luzhou will have a tragic end by then. If you die generously, you will really just die. Aaizhou merchants are rampant and have always been profit-oriented.

Wangyi, seeing the results of the monks from Luzhou in Beiju, was frightened to death, and he had to weigh the pros and cons. Therefore, this front covering four continents could easily be defeated one after another, plus the distant echoes of Fuyaozhou, Jinjiazhou and Liuxiazhou.

, maybe the last half of the Haoran World will fall into the hands of the demon clan. Once the situation is over, even if the Central Earth Divine Continent has a profound foundation, one continent can be like eight continents, how can it resist, waiting to be exploited, and be bitten by the demon clan?

A little bit of nibbling can eat it all up, and you can catch a turtle in an urn."

Bai Ze smiled and said, "On paper."

Qingying did not dare to question his master.

Bai Ze walked down the steps and started walking. Qing Ying followed behind. Bai Ze said slowly: "You are just talking about war on paper. But that may not be the case for the gentlemen of the academy. All knowledge in the world comes from different paths. Fighting is actually the same as studying. What you learn on paper will always be shallow.

He definitely knew that this matter had to be carried out. The old scholar insisted that the gentlemen and wise men of the academy should be involved as little as possible in the worldly affairs of the dynasty. They should not always think about being the emperor who was not in the court. However, he invited the military strategist and the Mohist monk to serve as the academy's minister.

He explained in detail the pros and cons of each war, the formation of troops, and even listed military science as a required subject for the academy's sages to be promoted to gentlemen. At that time, this matter caused a lot of criticism in the Confucian Temple, and was regarded as "not paying attention to pure nature"

The foundation of Confucianism to manage the world and benefit the people is to only work hard on the wrong path of outsiders, which is a big mistake. Later, Ya Sheng personally nodded and concluded that "the major affairs of the country lie in sacrifice and military affairs", and this matter was passed and implemented

."

Qingying knew these inside stories of the Confucian Temple, but she just didn't pay much attention to them. So what if she knew it. Even if she and her master went out, they would need the two deputy leaders of the Confucian Temple and the three high priests of the Academy to nod together. As long as any one of them

No matter how she shook her head, it didn't work. So during that cross-continental trip that year, she was really holding back her anger.

Bai Ze walked slowly, "The old scholar admires the inherent evil in human nature, but he insists on praising the phrase 'filial piety comes first among all good deeds'. He insists on putting the word filial piety in front of many words including loyalty, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust.

.Are there some contradictions that are confusing?”

Qingying was a little helpless. She was not interested in the knowledge of Confucian sages at all. She could only say: "I really don't understand the profound meaning of the literary sages."

Bai Ze asked himself and answered: "The truth is very simple. Filial piety is the closest to others. Xiu Qi Zhiping, family, country and world, every household deals with the word filial piety every day. It is the first step in human practice. Whenever the door is closed, other people

Words are inevitably more or less far away from people. It is rare for a truly pure filial person to become a great evil person. There are occasional exceptions, but they are exceptions after all. The threshold for filial piety is low, and there is no need to learn, but if you are good, you will be an official, and relieve the king's worries.

Difficult, you don’t need to think too much, you don’t need to understand the world thoroughly, and you don’t need to talk about too big ambitions. This word is well done..."

Bai Ze turned his head and pointed to the Xiongzhen Tower, which only spoke of its size without raising his eyes, "The house is now solid. Every family in this world is close to each other, and filial piety is as good as tenons. It is not difficult to shelter from the wind and rain at home. Push it aside

The more you read, the more you ponder, the more loyalty and etiquette will follow naturally. Let me tell you, one day in the future, the world inside the family will become alienated from family ties, the husband and wife will be separated without burdens, and the world outside the family will be for everyone, and the fool will be too stupid.

There are too few smart people, and the world is really going downhill, because the subtleties of the world are increasingly losing its stickiness. So this is why the old scholar did not want his first disciple Cui Chan to launch "merit" too early.

The reason for "knowledge" is not that the embroidered tiger's knowledge is not good, but that if he is not careful, the disadvantages will be too great. When the time comes, it will be difficult for the sages and sages to personally take action to remedy the problem. Between father and son, there is a deep relationship between father and son.

If both husband and wife are concerned about profit and loss, they will enter the age of the end of Dharma in people's hearts earlier than the Buddhism and Taoism families."

Bai Ze smiled and said: "Those who hold high positions in the mountains and down the mountains are not too afraid of unfilial children, but they are extremely worried about their unfilial descendants. This is interesting."

Bai Ze suddenly laughed and said, "I have already said such nice things about you, why can't you just take advantage of me and not be nice for once?"

Qingying was stunned, wondering why his master said this.

Bai Ze said helplessly, "I'm back. It's too late. I don't know what kind of abuse I'm going to get."

Bai Ze took Qing Ying back to the "study" along the same route.

Qingying only saw an old scribe in a Confucian shirt in the room, with his back to them, standing on tiptoes, holding an unopened scroll in his hand, and gesticulating the position on the wall. It seemed that he was going to hang it.

Several books had been placed on the desk under the portrait of the late master. Qingying was confused and even more furious. Can anyone break into the owner's pure place of cultivation?! But let

The most difficult thing for Qingying is that she can't afford to offend anyone who can sneak into this place quietly, especially scholars. The master has a good temper and never allows her to make any pretense.

Bai Ze stood at the threshold and sneered: "Old scholar, I'd like to advise you that it's enough. I can tolerate a few books, but hanging one more portrait of you will be disgusting."

Upon hearing the title "Old Scholar", Qing Ying immediately looked at his nose and heart, and the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant.

When she was brought home by her master Bai Ze, she curiously asked why the portrait of the most holy master was hung in the Xiongzhen Building. Because she knew well that even the man who set the etiquette rules for the world

All the sages treated their masters with courtesy and respectfully addressed them as "Sir", while the masters would at most call each other "little master". Mr. Bai Ze, on the other hand, never had a good attitude towards the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple and the grand ceremony of the Academy, even if it was Ya

A certain saint came to visit us, but he stopped at the threshold.

In fact, the so-called "Zhen Baize" is completely different from the other eight Xiongzhen Towers that suppress luck. It is really just a decoration. The plaque for Zhen Baize did not need to be hung in the first place. It was just written in the master's own handwriting.

He said the reason himself. The reason for this was simply to prevent the sages from the Academy from entering. Even if they had the nerve to bother him, Baize, they would not have the nerve to sit in the house.

There is only one exception.

Old scholar.

At that time, Qingying was on the way to pick up the book and missed the literary saint who was "at the height of his power" at that time.

It was only afterwards that she heard from a scholarly little man perched on a beam in the house that the old scholar not only walked in the door, but also said that Uncle Bai, you are too ungrateful.

It’s time to show off and show off. By doing this, we can save a lot of unnecessary work.

It's a troublesome thing. If you don't hang it, it will be in vain. Then the old scholar took the initiative and hung up the portrait of the most holy teacher. Fortunately, Mr. Bai Ze didn't take it off and threw it out the door, so he kept hanging it.

The old scholar who was sent out of the fifth world by Bai Ye's sword turned around angrily, shaking the scroll in his hand, "Aren't I afraid that the old man will be alone on the wall, looking a little lonely? Hang the ceremonial saint and the third child.

, the old man may not be happy, others don’t know, you don’t know yet, Uncle Bai, the old man and I have the best conversation..."

Bai Ze smiled and said, "A little bit of face."

The old scholar was filled with grief and anger, and stamped his feet: "It's a big world, but you can put a few books of mine and hang a portrait of me here, but you have the heart to refuse? Is it an eyesore or something?"

“It’s an eyesore.”

Bai Ze nodded, and then said: "Didn't your closed disciple in the Luopo Mountain Patriarch Hall hang a portrait of you?"

The old scholar's eyes lit up, and he was waiting for this sentence. This kind of chat is very exciting. Bai Ye's nerd is more difficult to talk to. He put the scroll on the desk and walked to the study room on Bai Ze's side, "Sit down."

Sit down, sit down and chat, why are you so polite? Come on, come on, let’s have a good chat with you about my close disciple. You met me back then, and I want to lend you some good words. This love is not shallow, my brother.

The two of us are called kissing each other..."

The old scholar smiled at the Qingying again and said: "It's Miss Qingying, she looks really handsome. I'll ask you to hang the portrait later. Remember to hang it a little lower. The old man won't mind. I'm very particular."

It's polite. Uncle Bai, you see, whenever I have free time, I won't even go to the Confucian Temple. I will come to sit here with you for a while. Then you can also go to Luopo Mountain to sit there when you have time. Who dares to stop you from going out this time, Uncle Bai?

, I was anxious with him and sneaked into the Confucian Temple. I jumped up and slapped him, promising to avenge Uncle Bai! By the way, if I remember correctly, Nuanshu girl and Lingjun boy on Luolu Mountain, you were the same back then.

I have seen them together. They are two lovely children. One is kind-hearted and the other is heartless. What elder would not like them in their eyes."

Qingying originally admired this literary saint who had lost his status as a priest, but after seeing him with her own eyes today, she no longer admired him at all.

The sage of literature, whose eloquence is unimpeded and whose knowledge is solid in the world, seems like a scoundrel who doesn't hesitate to go around. From the old scholar sneaking into the house behind his master's back to now talking nonsense, how can there be a single sentence?

The words are consistent with the identity of the saint. Which sentence has the awe-inspiring atmosphere of holding the Constitution of Heaven in his mouth?

Back then, when that sub-sage came to visit, even if he didn't say much, it still made Qingying feel a little up in his heart.

The old scholar sat on the only chair behind the desk. Since this Xiongzhen Building never entertains guests, of course there is no need for extra chairs.

Bai Ze didn't care about the old scholar's anti-customer attitude. He stood and said, "If you have something to do, talk about it. If you don't have anything to do, you won't see the guests off."

The old scholar moved his buttocks and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I sat so comfortably and enjoyed myself."

Bai Ze said: "If you are thrown out of here by me, you will lose all face if you don't have much face left."

The old scholar suddenly slammed the table, "There are so many scholars who can't even read and are dead. What do you want to do to save face?! Are you, Bai Ze, worthy of the books of sages in this room? Ah?!"

Qingying was shocked.

Bai Ze frowned and said, "One last reminder. It's okay to reminisce about old times, but I'll bear with you for a while. Just don't argue with me about reasons and righteousness. The little fluttering incense between you and me cannot withstand such a loud tone from you."

The old scholar immediately changed his face, raised his buttocks a little to show his apology and sincerity, and did not forget to wipe the place where he had clapped his hands with his sleeves. He laughed and said, "I just spoke to you in the tone of the third son and the two deputy leaders.

Don't worry, don't worry, I won't tell you about the context of that day, the great achievements of the future, just reminiscing about the past, just reminiscing about the past, Miss Qingying, find a chair or stool for our Mr. Bai, otherwise I will feel uneasy about my conscience when I sit and talk."

Bai Ze waved his hand, signaling Qingying to leave the room.

Qing Ying didn't dare to put her emotions on her face, she bowed her blessings to the old scholar and left.

With a smile on his face, the old scholar watched the woman leave. He opened a book and sighed softly: "I may not take etiquette seriously in my heart, but I still behave according to the rules. There is no greater virtue than etiquette."

Bai Ze said: "Patience is limited, cherish it."

The old scholar kept flipping through books, putting down one book and picking up another, stretching his neck, glancing at the annotations written by Bai Ze in the blank spaces of those books, and nodded: "Transfer annotations, exegesis and exegesis, study pronunciation and meaning doubts,

Just one biography is divided into large and small, internal and external, and many categories. There is too much good knowledge and life is too short. It is indeed easy for future generations of scholars to be confused, especially when there are too many books. Only through exploring and exploring can one get gold and silver.

In the mountains, if you occasionally get something, you will cherish it. When you have countless jewels at home, you will gradually discard them like old clothes. In addition, the teachings of sages and sages blindly persuade people to give up their interests and teach them how to establish their destiny, but do not teach them the art of settling down. It is difficult to truly harmonize, and ultimately there is no

beautiful."

Bai Ze sighed, "You are determined not to leave, right?"

The old scholar put down the books in his hands, folded the pile of books neatly with both hands, and said seriously: "In troubled times, heroes and outstanding figures emerge."

Bai Ze looked vaguely angry.

The old scholar smiled and said: "Students are often in trouble, and even do things that go against their will. I beg Mr. Bai to be more considerate."

Bai Ze said: "I'm already very excited."

The old scholar asked: "Then give our scholars a chance to correct their mistakes?"

Bai Ze said: "The last sentence."

The old scholar stood up, walked around the desk, bowed to Bai Ze but was speechless, and left.

Bai Ze sighed.

After a while, someone poked his head at the door.

Bai Ze held his forehead and was speechless, took a deep breath, and came to the door.

The old scholar sat on the threshold.

Bai Ze said, "Just tell me. It's up to me to do it or not."

The old scholar then said: "Chen Chunan, who is helping the Yasheng lineage, does not have to be so embarrassed."

If Chen Chun'an cares about his reputation as a Confucian scholar, then he is not Chen Chun'an. The real difficulty for Chen Chun'an is that he comes from the Yasheng lineage. When the time comes, the world's fierce discussions will not only point to Chen Chunan himself, but also to the entire Yasheng lineage.

.

Regarding the trip to Nanbosu Island, Bai Ze neither refused nor agreed.

Bai Ze wondered: "Isn't it Cui Han who helped turn the tide, or your closed disciple who is trapped in the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

The old scholar stood up and said: "In the lineage of literary saints, we never ask for help! All our knowledge is used to do something for this world."

Bai Ze nodded.

The old scholar suddenly wiped his face and said sadly: "It's useful to beg. How can I, a gentleman, not beg?"

Bai Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Old scholar, I will not leave this place and let you down."

The old scholar shook his head and said: "Mr. Bai made a strong statement. Although he did come with a hope, he can't achieve it, but there is no need to be disappointed, as a scholar."

Bai Ze asked: "What's next?"

The old scholar suddenly became furious and shouted angrily: "Damn it, go to the White Paper Blessed Land and curse in the streets! If I catch the most senior person scolding him and dares to say anything back, I will make a paper man with a higher rank and secretly put him in the Confucian Temple.

"

Bai Ze stretched out his hand, took out a "Searching Mountain Picture" from the beam in the house, and threw it to the old scholar.

The old scholar quickly threw it into his sleeve and patted his sleeve for Bai Ze, "Hero, what a hero!"

Bai Ze shook his sleeves and said, "You stole it while I was traveling."

The old scholar nodded vigorously and said: "What nonsense, I don't understand this rule? I'm not a hammer, I won't make it difficult for Uncle Bai to be a good man."

Bai Ze looked indifferent, "Don't forget, I'm not a human being."

The old scholar stamped his feet and said: "I don't like to hear this. Don't worry. I'll scold you for the sage. What a sage? Knowledge and rules are great. I'll scold you for unreasonable things. I just said that back then."

When I was forced into the Confucian Temple to eat cold pig head meat, I was the most respectful to the statue of the Lisheng. The incense offered by the seniors elsewhere to worship the sages was ordinary incense. Only the old man and the Lisheng were bitten by me.

Gritting my teeth, I spent a lot of money to buy the incense from the mountain..."

The old scholar exclaimed, suddenly stopped talking, and disappeared in a flash. He came in a hurry and left even more hastily. He only reminded Bai Ze not to forget to hang the portrait.

A middle-aged man with an elegant face appeared outside the house and bowed to Bai Ze, who bowed in return for the first time.

Crossing the threshold together, the middle-aged man saw the scroll. After opening it gently, he burst into laughter. It turned out that it was not the portrait of the old scholar, but that of this man.

So it is actually a hanging portrait of a ceremonial saint.

Bai Ze rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Are you bothering him?"

Li Sheng smiled and said: "I'm okay, our most holy master is annoying him the most."

When the statue of the old scholar was moved out of the Confucian Temple, fortunately, the old scholar didn't care, but later scholars from all over the world smashed the statue. In fact, the saintly teacher was pulled by the old scholar to watch, and the old scholar did not complain about it.

I just say that scholars value face the most, and they have to endure this humiliation. But in the future, will the Confucian Temple be tolerant to his lineage of literary saints? Cui Chan will let him go. After all, he is doing that thousand-year consideration for the human world.

, Xiao Qi is such a good seedling, why don't you protect it more? When the bottleneck of the Ascension Realm is broken one day in the future, old man, don't just watch and do nothing. Is it the rules of the sage or the sages?

It's so shameless... Anyway, he was bargaining over there, and the beggar grabbed the sleeve of the Holy Master and refused to let him go without nodding.

I feel that the old scholars nowadays are not scholars at all.

That must be because he has never seen Wen Sheng participate in the debate between the three religions.

The old scholar who spoke eloquently to Bai Zehao before and categorically said that the literary sage lineage never asks for help. In fact, as a disciple of the literary sage lineage, he has begged hard and done many things. He gave up everything and devoted himself.

a lot of.

The Great Sword Immortal Zhang Lu who was guarding the gate was still taking a nap with his sword in hand. He had already kissed the fate of the Yulong Sect in Haoran Tian.

I have seen it with my own eyes and feel it is far from enough.

He, Zhang Lu, would not throw out a sword against Haoran Tianxia's monks, but he would definitely not throw out a sword for Haoran Tianxia.

He was just watching the fun, and anyway, Haoran the world liked watching the fun more than he did.

The former Yin Guan Xiao Xun who betrayed the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as well as the two sword immortals Luo Shan and Zhu An from the old Yin Guan lineage, and Fei Fei who was responsible for clearing the way to Tongye Continent, looked up at the two throne demons, who were originally

They wanted to land together at Tongye Continent, but Fei Fei, Yang Zhi, and Yao Jia, who was hiding, and the other three big monsters, suddenly changed their route temporarily and went to the place between Aquarius Continent and Beiju Lu Continent.

In the vast sea area, only Xiao Xun, alone, forcibly opened a mountain and river barrier, and then broke through the Tongye Sect's Wutong Heavenly Umbrella Mountain and Water Formation. As a sword cultivator, she still had to ask the left and right fists.

The left and right turned into a sword light and headed overseas. Xiao Xun had no interest in Tongye Sect, so he left the ants alone, spat on the ground, then turned around and followed the left and right away.

Although Xiao Min was able to break through two large formation barriers and reach the boundary of Tongye Continent, she was obviously still overwhelmed by the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, which made her very dissatisfied, so she was willing to leave Tongye Continent on her own initiative, and Xiao Min followed.

Later, he rarely said a single word on the battlefield: "Young man, you were punched back then and you recovered from your injuries? You were beaten to death by me, so don't blame me for taking advantage of you."

I'm too lazy to talk, anyway, the truth lies in the sword.

Xiao Min has always been arrogant. Since the sword energy on your side is the best in the world, then you can beat as many as you can.

The Tongye Sect monks all looked up at the place where the two figures disappeared. Most of them were frightened. They didn't know who the little girl with braids was, and which throne demon she was?

After Chen Chun'an, the bearded man asked the sword, there was no war for the time being in Nanbosu Island. The monster army in the wild world just continued to move mountains and seas, smashing countless mountains in the wild world into the sea, paved roads, and stationed troops on the sea, thousands of miles away.

In addition, there was a distant confrontation with Posuo Island. Occasionally, the great monks from the world rushed to the aid of the Chen Confucian Chen family and used magical powers to smash into the sea. Then there were big demons who came out to offset those astonishing magic techniques, and that was it. In Nan Posuo

Among the people who took action in the continent, there was the ancestor of the Huai family who was at the bottom of the ten people in the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

In Fuyao Island, there is the old swordsman Zhou Shenzhi, who ranks higher than the ancestor of the Huai family. He is personally in charge of the landscape cave where the ancestor's statue is missing in the ancestor hall.

All the gentlemen and sages from the Academy of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, Liuxia Continent, Aai Ai Continent, and the three continents have rushed to the Southwest Fuyao Continent, Xijinjia Continent, and Nanposu Continent respectively.

In the Shanshui Cave in Fuyaozhou that exists in name only, a burly old man stood outside the Patriarch Hall on the top of the mountain.

Beside him is a young and handsome man, Qi Tingji, the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In addition, there are several young people, including a young man in white who is as skinny as Qi Jianxian, and a mountain peak warrior in his thirties, Cao Ci.

There are also three acquaintances of Cao Ci, Liu Youzhou of Aaizhou, Huaiqian of Shenzhou of Zhongtu, and the female martial artist Yu Xuanfu.

Huai Qian seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, and his face was pale, but he did not look depressed.

Nalan Caihuan, a Nascent Soul sword cultivator who claims to be from Chunbanzhai in Hanging Mountain, is now the nominal owner of Shanshui Cave, but she is currently doing business with a secular dynasty. She serves as the manager of the Nalan family of the Great Sword Qi Wall.

She has been living for many years and has accumulated a lot of private property. The summer palace and the Yinguan lineage have little control over her actions after entering the Haoran world. What's more, the Great Wall of Sword Qi is gone, so how to talk about the Yinguan lineage. But Nalancai

Huan didn't dare to go too far, and he didn't dare to earn any unconscionable godly money. After all, there was Lu Zhi in Nan Po Suazhou, and the latter seemed to have a good relationship with the young hidden official.

Zhou Shenzhi, who had just arrived in Fuyao Continent with Yu Jian, asked, "My nephew, don't you have any last words?"

Qi Tingji shook his head and said, "No."

Zhou Shenzhi said: "I have been a coward all my life and finally achieved a great feat. Ku Xia should say a few words for himself. I heard that there is a rather deceptive wine shop on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, with a "nothing" sign hanging on the wall.

, Kuxia didn’t write a sentence or two?”

Yu Xuanfu shook his head and said: "No."

Zhou Shenzhi felt a little regretful, "If I had known earlier, I should have advised him that since he really liked that woman, he would just stay there. Anyway, when he returned to the Middle-earth Continent that year, I wouldn't have looked down upon him. My junior brother

He is a stubborn person, and the disciples he taught are also so stubborn that they give him a headache."

Yu Xuanfu said in a deep voice: "Grandpa Zhou, senior Ku Xia has never been a coward!"

Zhou Shenzhi immediately smiled, nodded and said: "After all, he is my nephew, so there is nothing wrong with him. It's just that my uncle has high demands. I am the only one who can say this. Do outsiders dare to talk nonsense? Of course I don't.

of."

Liu Youzhou secretly came to Fuyao Island with his family on his back this time. He was very nervous and excited at the same time. This time he carried his parents out on his back, and he didn't lack any belongings on him. There were three items that were close at hand, packed full of them, and he wanted to give them to everyone he saw.

Magic weapon. If others are safe, he will be safe. Unfortunately, good buddy Cao Ci and friend Huai Qian confiscated it. Sister Yu is a pure martial artist. Due to her face, she couldn't refuse, so she just took away a piece of warp and weft armor in a symbolic way and wore it on her body.

, otherwise Liu Youzhou would still have a few of the robes among the items nearby, which are of quite good quality.

Liu Youzhou glanced at Huai Qian cautiously, then at Yu Xuanfu, always feeling that the atmosphere was strange.

A few years ago, Yu Xuanfu returned to Haoran Tianxia from the Sword Qi Great Wall, broke through again, and entered the Far Traveling Realm.

However, after Huai Qian returned from Luzhou in Beiju, for some reason he fell into many realms. He did not break through the realm and remained stagnant in the sea-viewing realm.

Sure enough, Beiju Luzhou is not a place where foreign geniuses should go. It is the easiest place to capsize in the gutter. No wonder my parents can agree to anything and turn a blind eye to anything, except for traveling to Beiju Luzhou.

He vowed not to wander around there. As for his trip to Fuyao Island this time, Liu Youzhou certainly would not stick to the Shanshui Cave. His level of cultivation was not enough.

Cao Ci was the first to leave the Shanshui Cave Ancestral Hall, intending to go somewhere else to relax.

Yu Xuanfu hesitated for a moment and followed Cao Ci. Zhou Shenzhi smiled while stroking his beard and glanced at Huai Qian, who looked like a sick man. This kid had been in the city since he was a child and had many evil thoughts. Zhou Shenzhi didn't like it from the bottom of his heart.

Regarding the marriage between the Yu family and the Huai family, the old swordsman scolded Yu Lao'er for being obsessed with it, but it was ultimately a family matter of the Yu family. Zhou Shenzhi could scold him a few times in private, but it would not change anything.

Huai Qian said goodbye to the two senior sword immortals and left, but he was on a different road from Cao Ci and Yu Xuanfu. Liu Youzhou hesitated for a moment and followed Huai Qian.

Liu Youzhou asked softly: "What's going on? Can you tell me?"

Huai Qian said with a smile: "The cleverness is misled by the cleverness. You have suffered enough in one go. That's it."

Liu Youzhou said cautiously: "Don't blame me for talking too much. Sister Yu and Cao Ci are really nothing. Back then at the ruins of Jinjiazhou, Cao Ci was purely helping Sister Yu teach boxing. I was always watching."

Huai Qian shook his head, "I'm not blind. I know that Yu Xuanfu has no thoughts about Cao Ci, and Cao Ci has no thoughts about Yu Xuanfu. What's more, I didn't refuse the marriage arranged by the elders of both parties, and I didn't

How do you like it?"

Liu Youzhou was about to speak but stopped.

Huai Qian said: "It doesn't matter who Yu Xuanfu met or what he experienced on the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

Over there with Cao Ci.

Yu Xuanfu asked with a smile: "Are you feeling a little stressed? After all, he is also at the top of the mountain."

Cao Ci shook his head and looked up to the south with a bright look, "We are very different from each other. I'll wait for him to ask about boxing. I know he doesn't care about winning or losing, but he must have lost three games in a row in front of the woman he loves. He must want to get her back."

For the occasion.”

Cao Ci turned his head and looked at Yu Xuanfu with a smile.

Yu Xuanfu was eating pancakes with his head down, and that was all that was good about returning to Haoran Tianxia. She raised her head and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Cao Ci asked: "Are you?"

Yu Xuanfu blinked his eyes and said, "I don't like Chen Ping'an. I lost to him three times in a row at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so of course I want to regain my place. What are you thinking, you are not like Cao Ci."

Cao Ci said: "I want to ask you if you want to ask Quan when Chen Ping'an returns to Haoran Tianxia in the future."

Yu Xuanfu chuckled and said, "Cao Ci, you talk a lot now. It's different from before."

Cao Ci said: "I will be among the ten realms here."

Yu Xuanfu nodded, "We'll see."

After breaking the golden elixir twelve times in succession, he finally reached the top of the mountain.

But after reaching the ninth level of martial arts, the broken golden elixir would not benefit martial arts very much, but there was still some, so Chen Pingan continued to break the golden elixir.

After three times, it became completely useless and completely useless for training in martial arts. Only then did Chen Pingan call it a day and start working on the last pill formation.

The last time Li Zhen showed up, he dropped a well-engraved landscape travel journal to the cliff here. After that, he went to the end of half of the Sword Qi Great Wall and never showed up again.

After Chen Pingan formed the elixir, he had nothing to do. He sat cross-legged, with the knife across his knees, and began to flip through the insinuations of the landscape story. He couldn't help but laugh. After all, the name Gu Chan was not as good as Gu Can, the word "bright" which means beautiful jade.

, As for the folk customs at the beginning, they were really well written, and they reminded him of many old memories. Unfortunately, some things were not written down, and fortunately they were not written down. Chen Pingan lost the travel journal and went outside the city.

The wind is swaying, and I don't know where it will fall in the end.

Chen Pingan held down the narrow knife with both hands and looked at the vast land in the south. What was written in the book was not what he really cared about. If he dared to write about some things, it would be difficult to discuss them when we meet in the future.

For example, there is no mention in the book that in the back alley, a child once happily said, "The smaller ones taste better."

The ninth-level martial artist in a bright red robe stood up. After his body was stabilized, he no longer looked like a human or a ghost. Chen Pingan walked slowly, lightly tapped his shoulder with a narrow knife, and murmured with a smile: "Broken

Peace is broken, peace is broken, peace is broken, peace comes every year..."


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