Chapter 710: Only repelling dragons and snakes but not mosquitoes
In the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall, Liu Shiliu raised his head and looked at the three hanging portraits bearing the incense of Luolu Mountain, silently.
Chen Nuanshu brought a bamboo incense tube over and raised his hands. Liu Shiliu thanked him, bent down and took out three sticks of incense from the incense tube.
Zhou Mili told the strong man that when he got tired and wanted to rest, he could sit on her chair.
The little girl in black pointed to a seat. There was a palm-sized note on the back of the chair that read "Right Protector, Zhou Mili."
Liu Shiliu nodded.
Chen Nuanshu tugged on Xiao Mili's sleeve, and then left the ancestral hall together, leaving Liu Shiliu alone.
They walked out of the gate of the ancestral hall and walked through the outer gate of the Patriarch Hall. Mi Jianxian, who was dressed in a simple and elegant green robe and long gown, and Wei Shanjun, who was in a snow-white robe and with gold earrings, stood side by side outside the gate.
forward.
Mi Yu asked Wei Bo from the bottom of his heart: "How did you know the identity of the other party? Lord Yin Guan has never mentioned this."
Wei Bo explained that when Mr. Bai approached the boundary of Beiyue, he took the initiative to sign up with Piyun Mountain and said, "Bai also brought his friend Liu Shiliu to visit Luolu Mountain." Liu Shiliu claimed to be Chen
Ping An's half brother wants to come here to pay homage to Mr. Hanging's portrait.
Mi Yu joked: "Speaking of Na Bai Ye, Brother Wei is so excited?"
Wei Bo smiled and said: "Who wouldn't be fascinated by a swordsman who is not a swordsman?"
There are not many people that Wei Bo can admire, including Bai Ye, A Liang who carved characters on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the great god of Suishan Mountain in Zhongtu.
Miyu shook his head, "In my hometown, there isn't much discussion about this person."
Of course, it's not that the scholar's reputation is difficult to live up to, but the number of times Bai Ye draws his sword is too few, and there's nothing to say about it.
Except for attracting water from the Yellow River Falls with a sword that year, Bai Ye seemed to have no other achievements in the long years that followed.
Until this time, he appeared in Fuyao Continent, which has become the territory of the wild world, and killed a throne demon with three swords.
In fact, between the two sword strikes, Master Huolong visited the isolated island overseas, and then Bai Ye quietly traveled far away with his sword, and killed a great Ascended Realm monster in the Middle-earth Divine Continent with one sword.
Miyu looked inside the gate. The big man who had come from afar lit three incense sticks and raised them above his head. He had not inserted the incense burner for a long time. He was probably mumbling to himself.
Mi Yuting envied Liu Shiliu, who could burn incense and hang up the statue as soon as he arrived at Luopo Mountain.
The Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal whose pseudonym is Yu Mi has been coming to Luo Po Mountain for so long, but he has never offered incense in the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall. However, he can’t blame others. It was Mi Yu himself who said that he would wait until Lord Yin Guan returns to his hometown.
There were more people on the mountain, and "Mi Yu" was entered into the genealogy of the Zushitang. As a result, it took several years. Mi Yu was really tired of waiting. After all, there were a lot of things going on in Luo Lo Mountain. I wanted to accompany Xiao Mi Li.
While eating melon seeds, watching the clouds go by, or walking on the white jade railing outside the mountain god temple, I felt really bored, so I went to the blacksmith shop by the Longxu River and chatted with Liu Xianyang, who was also a tired and lazy man.
Talking about the immortal sect's knowledge and knowledge about Jing Hua Shui Yue, I thought about getting Wei Shanjun to worship Zhou Fei and the young man in white in the future. I hope that I can get a good start, earn some immortal money for Luo Po Mountain, and replenish the aura of the landscape.
But these are as interesting as they are interesting, and as comfortable as they are comfortable, there are too few opportunities to do serious things.
That Mi Yu really wanted to get to know the embroidered river goddess she knew, so he could find an opportunity to sneak up and open the golden body with a sword to see how courageous she was.
In his hometown, Miyu had only a handful of opportunities to interact with the gods of mountains and rivers. He never imagined that in Aquarius Island, there are temples and gods everywhere.
Mi Yu has long wanted to visit the Fox Kingdom in Qingfeng City. As for the city lord Xu Hun, Mi Yu regards him as half a fellow, because Xu Hun is said to be a man wallowing in powder.
, Mi Yu even wanted to make sure that City Lord Xu, who competed with Fengleiyuan Huanghe for the title of "the first person under the Upper Five Realms" in Aquarius Continent, was wearing the Haozi armor that was once an heirloom of Liu Xianyang's family.
, the clothes I have worn over the years still don’t fit me.
As for the Zhengyang Mountain in Aquarius Island, which is known as "all sword paths lead to the top of the mountain, and there are ten peaks and ten sword immortals", there has just been an old master sword immortal who has gone into seclusion. At that time, Mi Yu was accompanying him in the shop by the river.
Liu Xianyang was taking a nap, and when he heard Liu Xianyang say the words "Old Sword Immortal", Mi Yu was startled. He was thinking about whether he, the Jade Pu Realm of the Great Sword Qi Wall, would have a chance to exchange lives with the Immortal Realm of Aquarius Continent.
At that time, Liu Xianyang handed him the Shanshui Di newspaper, a special congratulatory newspaper for the mountain, with blue background pages with gold and silver inscriptions.
Miyu looked at the Shanshui Di newspaper and saw the complimentary words on it. It seemed that the old guy had not reached the Jade Pu Realm, but had reached the Ascension Realm. Mi Yu was puzzled, you have reached the little Jade Pu Realm.
, but also have to stay in seclusion for a hundred years? An important reason why I was revered as the Embroidered Great Sword Immortal at the Great Wall of Sword Qi and won a reputation similar to "The First Man in Jade Pu" is that the time in seclusion was half a year longer than expected.
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Mi Yu only felt that his sword was about to get rusty. If Bai Ye and Liu Shiliu hadn't visited this time, Mi Yu would have almost forgotten that his natal flying sword was named Xia Mantian.
Ordinary monks or mountain monsters, such as the black snake who was born in Qidun Mountain like Wei Shanjun, or the big python in Huanghu Mountain, would not feel that time is too long, but Mi Yu is.
Who, an embroidered pillow who could sleep drunkenly in the clouds at the Great Wall of Sword Qi and had no intention of practicing swords, arrived at Aquarius Continent, especially after parting ways with the Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Mi Yu always felt that it was true that he was away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
He is getting further and further away, and he doesn't expect any great swordsman. After all, he doesn't even know where the bottleneck of the Jade Pu Realm is.
In fact, according to Mi Yu's own temperament, if you don't know, you don't know. It doesn't matter whether you become a fairy or not, just let it happen. God, if you love it, give it to me. If you don't give it to me, I won't ask for it. If you give it to me, I will accept it.
But when we arrived at Luopo Mountain, Master Yin Guan was not at the top of the mountain, nor was the great housekeeper Zhu Lian. Even Zheng Dafeng, who was guarding the gate, had traveled far away. After going back and forth, only Nuan Shu and Xiao Mi Li were left, as well as some people who had not been practicing boxing for a long time.
Children, otherwise, they are just weird monsters that Miyu doesn't like to deal with, so Miyu has become the temporary backbone of Luoluoshan inexplicably, which makes Miyu feel a little weird.
After all, at the Great Sword Qi Wall in his hometown, Mi Yu had long been accustomed to the existence of so many old sword immortals and great sword immortals. He was not afraid even if the sky fell. Moreover, Mi Yu also had an older brother, Mi Hu, who had a chance to join the ranks.
Miyu, a genius sword cultivator who ranks among the top ten swordsmen of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, is used to being casual and careless about everything, so he misses the days when he was at the Summer Palace and Spring Banner House, and he did whatever the young hermit asked him to do.
The key is that every time Miyu does something, there will be big and small rewards afterwards.
Mi Yu suddenly said with emotion: "If this continues, I will really eat and wait to die. Sunbathing in the sun and eating melon seeds is really addictive."
For some reason, Mi Yu felt that he had followed a saying in the book and suffered from spring sleep, perhaps because he was too adapted to this place in Luo Lo Mountain.
Especially following Zhou Mili on mountain patrols twice a day, morning and evening, is the most interesting thing.
Wei Bo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you planning to visit Old Dragon City?"
Mi Yu glanced at the sky, shook his head and said, "I wanted to take a look before, but now I really don't worry about Luo Lo Mountain. Luo Lo Mountain is too close to Piyun Mountain, and it is easy to attract those ancient remnants."
Wei Bo nodded and said: "My Beiyue is the only territory that has not been invaded by ancient gods. We must be careful."
In the Patriarch Hall, Liu Shiliu closed his eyes again and murmured after offering incense.
Zhou Mili carried a golden pole on his shoulder and held a green bamboo cane, and said seriously to Sister Nuanshu: "The mountain master's half-senior brother is so tall and looks very strong. This is still half! If it's just one, how can it be worth it?"
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Chen Nuanshu hung several bunches of keys around his waist and said helplessly: "One and a half, that's not what I mean."
The little girl in black raised her eyebrows and was very happy, "Sister Nuanshu, I was just telling you a joke. You didn't even hear it. It's like I was talking in vain."
Chen Nuanshu smiled and narrowed his eyes, touched the little rice grain that was shorter than him, and said softly: "Mi Li'er is smarter today than yesterday. Let's keep up the good work tomorrow."
Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, Pei Qian said that one's ambition does not lie in one's age, and one's cleverness lies in one's height."
Liu Shiliu left the Patriarch Hall, crossed the two thresholds, smiled with Chen Nuanshu and said, "You can lock the door."
The girl in the pink skirt nodded and went to close the inner door first. Xiao Mili hesitated for a moment and followed Sister Nuanshu to get down to business first. As for how to entertain the distinguished guest Liu Shiliu, she had to think about it carefully and carefully.
Liu Shiliu cupped his fists and bowed to Mi Yu and Wei Bo to express his thanks, "Junior brother has been away from the mountain for many years, thanks to the care of the Sword Immortal and the Tiger King."
Mi Yu said: "Mr. Liu, you're welcome. I am a worshiper of Luopo Mountain."
Wei Bo also said: "I am able to become the king of Dali Beiyue Mountain all thanks to A Liang. I am a good friend with Chen Pingan. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Small things should be done."
Liu Shiliu said: "You don't need to call me husband, I can't afford it. Just call me Jun Qian. Although it is also a pseudonym, I have always used this name in the world."
The backyard of Yang's pharmacy is filled with smoke.
Old man Yang put the old cigarette stick on his waist and stood up to greet him.
It was the old scholar and Bai Ye who came to visit together.
Bai Ye had already left the continent and entered the sea before, but he was stopped by the persistent old scholar, who insisted on dragging him to sit here.
Bai Ye remembered Yuan Bao's fate at Chunming Gate in his homeland in his last years, so he did not refuse the old scholar's invitation.
If we say that Chen Chun'an from Nanbosu Island has the unique title of "Chun Confucian".
So Bai Ye is the only one who monopolizes the term "immortal".
He was superb in swordsmanship, superb in grass and grass, and he was already invincible in poetry, but that word spread, which shocked later generations. They always felt that it was a fake work, but they were not sure, so it became a legend.
Plenty of unsolved cases.
In the end, there was only one explanation: Immortals can't do anything.
When the old scholar arrived in the courtyard, he immediately clenched his fists with both hands, raised them high, shook them vigorously, and said with a bright smile, "Until today, I was lucky enough to meet the Qingtong Tianjun. My life was in vain, and my death was not in vain."
Old Man Yang gave a rare smile and said, "Mr. Wen Sheng, your style is still the same as before."
The monks in the Fourteenth Realm pay great attention to the harmony with heaven and earth, and it is not as simple as blindly pursuing the big.
The former literary sage in front of him, what really made Old Man Yang take a high look was that the other party's combined destinations were Nanposuo Continent, Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent.
Rather than the stable places like Middle Earth Divine Continent, Aai Ai Continent, and Liu Xia Continent.
Now that the two continents have fallen, the old scholar in front of him is not having an easy time now.
Bai Ye just nodded to Old Man Yang.
Old Man Yang did not exchange polite greetings with Bai Ye.
However, the old scholar had no intention of letting Bai Ye go. He fished out a long-cherished ruler slip from his sleeve, handed it to Old Man Yang, and said with a smile: "This is the "Yuan Bao Last Year" sticker, also known as "Deyi Fa Tie". It is authentic.
Absolutely authentic. There is no reason to be a guest without a gift. The gift is not too light, but the affection is more important."
Old Man Yang spread out most of the poem, which shows that in the last years of Yuanbao, he was drunk during the day and fell asleep at the Chunming Gate. He dreamed of riding a boat with the young boy Tianjun to travel across the stars. When he woke up from drinking and dreaming, he wrote this poem when he was inspired.
Old Man Yang rolled up this calligraphy calligraphy and put it in his sleeve.
Originally, it was an unspoken understanding between Bai Ye and Old Man Yang.
As a result, after such a torment for the old scholar, there was no leftover leftover.
Unexpectedly, the old scholar shamelessly boasted, "You might as well spread it out and take a look at the Qingtong Tianjun. This copybook is wonderful at the back. In addition to Cui Chan's embroidered tiger monogram, there is Xiao Qi's 'Spring Breeze' book seal, and a little
The two characters "Jun Qian" appear abrupt, and at the end is the seal of "look around, knowing that your heart is not far away"."
Old Man Yang did not take out the copybook again, he was convinced.
Old Man Yang said: "After the sage invented calligraphy, except for eight people who have pioneered calligraphy, there is no one in the world of calligraphy. There is no master. They are the last among the last."
obvious
, the old man does not agree that calligraphers can be ranked among the top nine schools of thought, and even thinks that calligraphers are not qualified to be among the hundreds of schools of thought at all.
The old scholar was famous for being able to answer any words and come up with a perfect answer. He nodded vigorously and said: "This is not nice to hear, but it is the truth. Cui Chan had this emotion in his early years. He felt that the so-called masters of calligraphy in the world were
, are just some ghostly drawings. It’s just a snail shell, but it wants to turn the world upside down. It’s not a demon.”
Bai Ye knew very well that the outstanding ancestors of the calligraphy family were all close to the old scholar. Cui Han's wealth of money did not come out of thin air. It was the old scholar who took Cui Han around the world in his early years and beat the autumn wind all the way.
No matter how good the inscriptions are in the world, they are separated from the original works by a layer of window paper. But Cui Chan was able to see with his own eyes the handwriting of the ancestors of calligraphers with the help of the old scholar.
Brother, please give me a few more copybooks. Take advantage of this drunkenness to write more. Just write whatever comes to your mind. Copybooks are standard. The more approachable the content, the more lovable it is. How many kilograms of oranges have you bought? How many have you eaten today?
Let’s have a meal. It’s windy and rainy or something. Let’s go to the balcony when we’re happy. The bamboo shoots are burning a bit bitter today, but I can’t write hard enough. So I just said that I met you today. My old friend was kind and gave me a basket of pears.
It makes you burst into tears...
I must enshrine that heirloom. Brother, what’s your look like? Am I the kind of person who sells money as soon as I leave home? Brother, will you make such a friend?
I write, and you write, we two brothers are a perfect match. All we need is a business boss who can help engrave and sell books, otherwise the three of us will definitely be invincible if we work together.
As for the so-called eight founders of Qingtong Tianjun, Bai Ye roughly knows them. They are Tai Shi Zhou in big seal script, Li Tonggu in small seal script, Yuan Cen in official script, Shi Ji Ji in Zhang Cao script, Zhang Chunhua in modern script, Zhang Huai in Kuang script, Wang Zhong in regular script, and Zhong Yao in small script.
Among them, only Cui Chan was "not doing his job properly" and was just writing casually. His cursive script is the most famous. In fact, Cui Chan's small regular script is even more superb. The scriptures he copied are the treasures of many Buddhist temples in China.
The old scholar turned around and sat on the bench in the corridor under the eaves. He reached out and patted the bench, "Sturdy."
Old Man Yang asked: "What does the Master of Literature want to do when he comes this time besides asking me to transfer the copybook to Luopo Mountain and stamp more seals?"
The old scholar replied: "I have nothing else to do, I just want to say thank you to my seniors."
Of course Old Man Yang didn't believe it.
The old scholar was not in a hurry to slap himself in the face. He looked to the left and to the right.
Probably Xiao Qi and Xiao Ping An sat here in the early years. My husband was not around, so when the students sat alone, they couldn't rest and couldn't feel at ease. It was still quite hard.
The three of them looked up almost at the same time.
A huge hole appeared in the sky of Aquarius Island, and the golden god slowly poked his head out. Thousands of miles away from the sky, countless golden lightnings intertwined like a net. As far as he could see, it seemed to have fallen on Beiyue Piyun.
Mountain area.
The old scholar stamped his feet and said: "Brother Bai, Brother Bai, provocation, this guy is definitely provoking you! Do you need me to shout for you, 'Bai is here'?"
Bai Ye said calmly: "Liu Shiliu is here."
The old scholar stood up and rubbed his hands and said: "You are stupid and bare-handed, and you will suffer more. It is not as good as Brother Bai who has the fairy sword..."
Just in the words of the old scholar.
A burly figure that was originally at Jise Peak of Luolu Mountain was first sent to a secluded edge area in Beiyue by Tiger Wei Bo. Then, within a radius of a hundred miles, there was the momentum of a bull turning over his back, and then his figure straightened up.
, soaring into the sky.
Wei Bo wiped the sweat from his forehead. He just sent the guy who called himself "Jun Qian" to the border of the jurisdiction. How hard was it?
I am no longer the landowner of Qidun Mountain, but the great tiger of Beiyue in the same continent. After so much effort, is Liu Shiliu's "Tao" too heavy and exaggerated?
The figure turned into a rainbow light, soared into the sky, and soared to the highest point of the sky.
Because the ancient god is in the sky and far away from the earth, it has not been overwhelmed by the great road yet. It is a behemoth that deserves to be, like a great mountain hanging high in the sky.
The old scholar laughed and scolded: "This stupid big guy always suffers losses in fights. He is far worse than his junior brother. But his momentum of going forward is still very sufficient."
In the sky of Aquarius Continent, the remnant of the Shinto who was as big as a mountain was only knocked away by a figure as big as a mustard seed. That extremely small figure kept punching at the towering god, and for a moment there was a loud thunder in the sky.
, in the end, the uninvited guest, together with his palm, arm and head, instantly shattered.
Countless golden raindrops splashed down from the sky nearly halfway across the continent. Before they could fall on the human world, most of the golden body fragments had already disappeared, melting into the world, and then seemed to be pulled by the great road in the underworld. What remained
Almost all of the golden rain fell on the land thousands of miles around Piyun Mountain. But when it landed and merged into the mountains and rivers, the golden light flashed away, leaving many landscape gods and Xianjia Cave Mansion dumbfounded. Could it be that Wei Dashan was
Have you cut off your hair? Some Taoist masters immediately looked at the mountains and rivers, and then looked at Piyun Mountain. It seemed that the aura of the mountains and rivers had not increased much. It was strange.
On the steps of Qilong Lane, a smiling woman shook her golden sleeves, but the vision suddenly disappeared.
The old scholar said: "Senior, please help me lead the way."
Old Man Yang nodded.
Liu Shiliu's mind moved slightly, and he fell sharply. Then after approaching the earth, he suddenly shrank thousands of miles across the mountains and rivers, and arrived at the backyard of a small town's medicine shop.
Seeing the old scholar who was already standing on the bench, Liu Shiliu's eyes turned red all of a sudden. Fortunately, he had cried in the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall before, otherwise he would be even more embarrassed now.
The old scholar stood on the stool, stroking his beard and smiling.
Liu Shiliu walked quickly, with tears in his eyes, he bowed his head and said loudly: "Jun Qian pays homage to you, sir!"
Among the four students in the past, Cui Chan was restrained and sharp-minded, Qi Jingchun was the most worthy of the literary sage, and Liu Shiliu was the dullest, but also the most temperamental.
The old scholar patted the burly man on the shoulder, then jumped off the bench, then nodded and said with a smile: "As expected of Brother Bai Ye's good brother and my good disciple, he only repels dragons and snakes but not mosquitoes!