The golden-armored god sitting on the steps suddenly stood up, with a solemn look on his face, and clasped his fists in salute to the visitor.
The person who could make Master Suishan pay such sincere respect was, of course, not the old scholar with sinister eyebrows and grinning eyes, but the man next to the old scholar... Bai Ye, who was now a child wearing a tiger-head hat.
The most proud person in the world is holding Fuyao Island with his sword, beheading him again and again. If Zhou Mi and Liu Cha are included in the final attack, it would be Bai Ye holding the Four Immortal Swords and picking the Eight Thrones with his sword.
It's just that the child at this moment is wearing a white coat and a big red hat, with pretty features and a slightly distant and cold expression. When he saw the great god Suishan, the child just nodded lightly.
The old scholar held down his tiger-head hat and said, "What's going on? The children's manners are lacking. They saw our great Master Suishan..."
The child raised his hand and patted the old scholar's hand, indicating that he was almost done.
The old scholar pretended to help his tiger-head hat, which was not crooked, and said, "It's windy on the mountain. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, right?"
Bai Ye's soul is weak now, and he needs something to help cover up the secrets, so as not to be entangled by the Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch who is not very down-to-earth, so the old scholar and the most holy master asked for a treasure from the Confucian Temple, and the most holy master learned from the Confucian Temple.
After getting the ritual vessel, the old scholar persuaded the Holy Master to help him refine it. The final style became the tiger head hat that Bai Ye often wore in his hometown when he was young.
Master Suishan sincerely stood up for Bai Ye and angrily said to the old scholar from his heart: "Old scholar, please be more serious!"
The old scholar stopped in annoyance, and asked the child with a smile: "Should we walk to the top of the mountain, or should we ask the great master Suishan to help us?"
The child had already taken the lead and was too lazy to talk nonsense with the old scholar. He planned to walk to the top of Suishan Mountain to meet the Holy Master.
Bai Ye has visited many immortals in the mountains in his life, but for some unknown reason, due to various circumstances, Bai Ye has passed Suishan several times but has never been able to climb Suishan, so Bai Ye wanted to take this opportunity to take a walk.
The old scholar followed Xiao Baiye in the tiger-head hat, turned to look at the stupid big guy who wanted to sit down again, and laughed and cursed: "You can hatch a nest of chickens from under your butt, or are you still here?
When the door god can collect money from the old man, why don't you hurry up and escort him? Damn it! The strong wind in Suishan blew this tiger hat away accidentally. Don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood. When I got to the old man's side,
, let me sue you first..."
The golden-armored god automatically ignored the old scholar's mutterings and silently followed the two of them up the stairs.
Suishan's cliff-carved stone tablets are unparalleled in the world, both in terms of quantity and literary talent. One of the great regrets in the mind of Jin Jia Shen is that there is only one inscription in Bai Ye's handwriting that is missing.
It's just that the current kid with the tiger head hat can probably be regarded as a veritable banished immortal.
The old scholar turned around and said: "Bai Ye is invincible in poetry, isn't he? Do you Suishan recognize it?"
The golden-armored god nodded and said, "Of course I do. Mr. Bai's poems are so majestic."
In fact, at the top of Suishan Mountain, the golden armored god left a blank stone cliff.
It needs to be known that famous mountains in the world often have many cliff carvings by immortals and literati. This is the so-called famous mountains that treat saints since ancient times, especially the top of Dayue Mountain. For thousands of years, only the top of the mountain can be left to future generations for cliff carvings.
Or the monument was erected, and even the palm-sized open space could not be left. This clearly shows the sincerity of the great god Suishan. Furthermore, this "first mountain god of Zhongtu" is not the kind of old scholar, and he clearly has this intention.
, but he never publicizes it to others, and Bai doesn’t come to climb the mountain, so he keeps it. If he doesn’t come, he keeps it. Otherwise, with the virtue of an old scholar, he would take the initiative to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone to block Bai Ye’s door.
The old scholar simply turned around, jumped to his feet and cursed: "What a huge Suishan, but there are not even half a word of Bai Ye's poems? How can you become the great god of Suishan?"
The golden-armored god said: "I don't want to disturb Mr. Bai's study in seclusion."
The old scholar sighed, "You are not sincere enough. You and Bai Ye are not close at all. It is normal. There are several people in the world who can call Bai Ye brothers and sisters, and even take the honor of his own disciples. They are vaguely half a generation higher.
?!But what kind of friendship do you have with me? Why don’t you ask me for a favor? It’s your business whether you ask or not, and it’s mine whether you answer or not. Do you want to talk about the order?”
The golden-armored god was furious and said from his heart: "How about I leave you alone at the foot of the mountain and chatter slowly?"
The child in the tiger head hat started to use his natal magical power to the old man behind him, but turned a deaf ear. The child was happy to slowly climb up alone and enjoy the scenery of Suishan.
The old scholar immediately changed his expression, and said pleasantly to the silly big man: "The scholars of later generations are not ashamed to speak loudly, and their words are also flawed. They are only in the Qilu. They are not rigorous and often have loose spots. Therefore, very few of them have been passed down to the world. What kind of long-waisted and strong women are swarming?"
Flower, with a wasp-waisted name on Bai Ye’s head, it’s really not cute at all compared to this tiger head hat, right?”
The golden-armored god looked puzzled. Could it be that the old scholar had a rare conscience and wanted Bai Ye to leave a seven-law poem carved on the cliff in Suishan?
The old scholar pointed his eyes at the stupid big man, you know. Seeing that the Suishan master seemed to be confused and turned his back to Bai Ye, the old scholar raised his hand and gently rubbed his fingers.
The golden-armored god is really moved. As long as the old scholar lets Bai Ye leave a poem of Qilu, everything will be easy to discuss. It doesn't matter if he borrows a branch mountain from the old scholar. In exchange for two or three hundred years of merit, Bai Ye can write a poem.
,
The old scholar stopped, stroked his beard, smiled, coughed a few words from his heart, and said slowly: "Prick up your ears and listen carefully... Poems, regulations, and old-fashioned rules, it's strange that Bai Ye can restrain me..."
The boy with the tiger head hat who had never wanted to climb dozens of steps alone said: "The Seven Rhythms are indeed not my specialty. If Master Suishan listened to a certain Seven Rhythms, it must have been written by an old scholar."
The old scholar lamented and followed the tiger-headed hat. Just as he was about to reach out to hold the hat, Bai Ye slapped him off without turning his head.
Master Suishan escorted the two of them to the top of the mountain, hugged the old master who was sitting cross-legged and turning over a book, and then returned to the foot of the mountain.
Although Bai Ye is no longer the fourteenth realm monk, his foot strength is still much better than that of ordinary pilgrims, and the time it takes to climb the mountain is only half an hour.
The old master turned to the boy with the tiger hat and smiled: "I'm a bit busy, so I won't get up."
The child bowed to the Holy Master.
The old scholar was very happy to see him, even though he was not very tall, he still bent over.
At the top of Suishan Mountain, the scenery is magnificent. The sky opens up in the middle of the night, and the stars are blinding to the eye.
The old scholar sighed with emotion: "It is always difficult to ask God's will, but it has to be asked. How dare you not listen to the snort of the world and the sound of drums."
I saw everywhere in the sky, like huge rocks hitting the lake, ripples, and endless excitement. It was the creation of the sky by the old man in gray above Jiaolong ditch, trying to bring the remnants of the ancient gods from outside the sky into the vast world.
The Holy Master is responsible for mending the sky, so as not to make the ceremony too difficult for the saints. As for the magical powers of Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch that have been left in the mountains and rivers of the world, they will also be dispelled one by one by the Holy Master.
A white sword scabbard suddenly hung beside the child with a tiger head hat. It was the talisman that Yu Xuan sent back to Suishan.
Bai Ye held it gently and stopped talking.
The old master nodded and said: "Go. No matter in the world of Haoran or the world of Qingming, the human world is still the human world, and white is still white."
Bai Ye bowed again and said goodbye to the Holy Master to travel to another world.
Since he owed Taoist Master Sun a lot, Bai Ye planned to travel far away to see Daxuan City.
At that time, Bai Ye was in Fuyao Continent, already determined to die, and the Immortal Sword Taibai was divided into four parts and given away to each other. Now that he was able to get involved in cultivation again, Bai Ye was not worried that he would not be able to repay the favor.
When he gets to Daxuandu Temple, just give him at least a hundred years.
The old scholar squatted down, put his hands in his sleeves, and said softly: "The heaven and the earth are traveling against each other, and I am traveling at night with a candle. I suddenly see them when I am walking, and the moon is bright in autumn in the long sky."
The boy in the tiger-head hat held the scabbard with one hand and pressed the old scholar's head with the other. "You are young, so you should be less complaining in the future."
In fact, except for the Supreme Master who calls Wen Sheng a scholar, other people who practice Taoism on the top of the mountain are often accustomed to calling Wen Sheng an old scholar. After all, there are thousands of scholars in the world, and it is true that Wen Sheng has been a scholar for so many years.
He deserves to be an old man. But in fact, in terms of his actual age, the old scholar is indeed very young compared to Chen Chun'an and Bai Ye, and far inferior to the great master Suishan. But for some reason, the old scholar seems to be
He is really old, his appearance is like this, and his demeanor is even more so. He is not as elegant as the mellow scholar Chen Chun'an, and he is not as relegated to the immortal as Bai Ye. The old scholar is short and thin, with wrinkles on his face and gray hair, so that he was so old in the past.
It is enshrined in the Chinese Confucian Temple, and the academies of various university palaces will also hang portraits. The old scholar himself will make a fuss about it, and make the painting look younger and more handsome. Where has the bookishness gone?
, Realistic, realistic, realistic you uncle, damn you are more freehand, can you do it? If not, I will do it myself...
The old scholar stood up and said: "It is only natural for a wanderer to return to his hometown. No matter how nice his hometown is, he must remember to go home."
Bai Ye nodded and said, "Yes."
The Taibai sword scabbard in his hand disappeared in a flash and returned to a natal orifice.
The old scholar said worriedly: "I heard that the vegetarian food at Daxuandu Temple is not very delicious."
The old master in the distance hummed, "I heard it said that it's really average."
The old scholar and Bai Ye said: "Listen, listen, I can talk nonsense, can the old man talk nonsense? It's really not delicious!"
In the past, Yasheng traveled to the Qingming world for many years, which was the courtesy exchange between the Chinese Confucian Temple and Bai Yujing.
Bai Ye stretched out his hand to support the bright red tiger head hat on his head, looked up at the sky, and then looked back to take a closer look at the mountains and rivers of his hometown where Li flowers bloom every year.
In the world of Qingming, outside the gate of Daxuandu, a young Taoist priest with a lotus crown on his head was not in a hurry to talk to Taoist Master Sun about business. He leaned against the concierge and smiled and talked to a female crowned sister. He said that the senior brother Dao Lao Er borrowed the sword for free.
He saw it with his own eyes in Bai Yujing. Sister Chunhui, you are far away, so you can't see it clearly. At most, you can only see the Taoist sword wandering far away, which is a little regretful.
Already.
The lady with the sword on her back smiled and said: "Master Lu, no matter how much you chat with me, you can't get through the gate. Grandmaster has spoken. A dog wagging its tail on the road can get in, but Lu Chen is not allowed to enter."
Lu Chen laughed and said, "Daozhang Sun is still the most impressed with me. It doesn't matter if I can't get in. Half of my heart and mind during this visit was for Sister Chunhui. Meeting Sister Chunhui made the trip worthwhile.
.”
Da Xuan Du Guan Nu Guan, whose Taoist name was Chun Hui, said with a little helplessness: "Master Lu, I really don't want to go to that Ziqi Pavilion to practice and be the leader of the Yingchun Official of the Jiang family who has never been seen in the ages."
Lu Chen said pitifully: "If you don't want to be the Spring Festival official, you can go to Green City. Have you heard of Jiang Yunsheng who has just returned home? He is a baby-faced child, lively and cute. He was also the one appointed by my senior brother when he was traveling away from home.
Yulang, as long as you nod, Sister Chunhui, I will bring another happy event to Qingcui City tomorrow! There are so many betrothal gifts, Bai Yujing’s Jiang family and Qingcui City each have a large portion, and Daxuandu doesn’t need to give any dowry at all.
…”
The female crown carrying the sword was a little embarrassed, "Master Lu, please be careful what you say!"
Lu Chen blinked and asked tentatively: "Then I ask Jiang Yunsheng to accept sister Chunhui as his godmother? There is no need to deceive the master and betray the ancestors and go to that verdant city. I will have a son for free. It will be nice to spread the word, and it will greatly increase the fortune of the Xuandu City.
Observe the majesty of the Sword Immortal lineage."
The young-looking Jade Princess crown narrowed her red phoenix eyes and said, "Master Lu!"
Lu Chen said helplessly: "That's all, Xiaodao is indeed not a piece of old material, but to be honest, I traveled to Lizhu Cave in the past, and I have painstakingly studied palmistry for many years.
Sister, why don't I help you take a look?"
A tall and thin old Taoist appeared at the gate and said with a smile: "Master Lu, could it be that the demon has taken over his soul? He is very shameless today. In the past, Master Lu taught Taoism profoundly, and there were many clouds and flowing water, like the white dew and rain."
One place is rotten and the other is ruined. Why did he change his gender today? With good intentions, he became the moon elder who holds the red thread. Chunhui, why did you accept Jiang Yunsheng as your godson? There just happened to be a man who came to your door right in front of you. Why should you be polite to the guests?
.”
The current Taoist Priest Sun is dressed in a nostalgic way. He carries a mahogany sword on his back, a string of copper bells tied around his waist, and an ordinary silk robe and cassock. There are twelve hidden pictures, corresponding to December of the year.
If someone from the past sees him, he must secretly praise the old Taoist for his immortal style and true Taoism.
Lu Chen said with a smile: "Where is it? It's not as relaxing and comfortable as Daoist Sun. The old dog lies on its nest and keeps watch all night, with its mouth motionless. Once it moves out of its nest, it has its own unique style again. It's like an old turtle that climbs into the pond and makes trouble."
Daochang Sun smiled and said: "Let's go in and talk."
Lu Chen nodded vigorously and crossed the threshold without landing.
Taoist priest Sun always looked kind and stood aside.
But the sword-carrying female crown in the Jade Pure Realm had sweat dripping from her forehead.
It's not that she is timid, but once Lu Chen's foot touches the ground inside the gate, the Patriarch will entertain guests, in no uncertain terms, what kind of mountain protection formation, Taoist temple prohibition, plus a large group of her fellow apprentices, and even
Many of the people she had to call Master and Grand Master would instantly disperse in all directions of the Taoist temple and block their way... Taoist cultivators in Daxuandu Temple originally liked to "fight" one person in a group.
Lu Chen jumped up and crossed the threshold with one foot, still hanging in the air, "Hey, the trail is closed."
The female crown carrying the sword did not find it interesting at all, and she always felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy. Although she was worried that she would get into trouble in a fight between a god who was third in the world and a god who was fifth in the world, but it was her duty and Daxuan Duguan had to lose.
She did not lose the family tradition of the formation, so she could only stand on the spot with her hands hidden in her sleeves, silently sealing her secrets. While fighting for self-protection, she would look for opportunities to strike a few swords at Master Bai Yujingsan, or
It's a Tao Jutsu technique that hits hard.
Sun Taoist turned around and walked to the steps outside the Taoist temple gate. Lu Chen put his feet away, said goodbye to Sister Chunhui, followed Sun Taoist swaggeringly, and said with a smile: "The immortal sword Taibai is gone like this, I don't feel bad, I have some salt here.
, Brother Sun, just use it to cook, so that the Taoist vegetarian food will not be bland and tasteless."
Taoist Sun walked down the steps, but when he stepped over the last step, when the soles of his feet touched the street, the old Taoist took Lu Shen and appeared tens of thousands of miles away.
Sun Taoist likes peace and quiet, so he has opened a summer resort outside the jurisdiction of Daxuandu. It is not a feng shui scenic spot, and there are no restrictions. The only scenery that can be used to entertain guests is an ancient-looking green tree.
The dripping ancient pine.
There is a boy in white clothes making tea under the panasonic, and there is also an armored god with a purple beard and a high crown on his head standing aside.
Between the branches and leaves of the ancient pine, there is a lovely "white jade plate" hanging, like a study inlaid in the shade of the ancient pine.
In addition, on the ground on the north and south sides of the ancient pine, there are two words, Beifeng and Nandou, respectively carved by Sun Daoren and his junior brother with the immortal sword Taibai in the past.
There was a stone table under the panasonic. After the old Taoist Sun sat down in his arms, Lu Chen took off his boots, sat cross-legged, took off the lotus crown on his head, and placed it on the table.
Lu Chen got straight to the point: "It's Master's wish that I come here. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be happy to come here to ask for scolding."
Taoist priest Sun frowned slightly.
Except for the fifth Tianxia when the world first opened, the other four are orderly and strict. Whether it is Qingming Tianxia or Haoran Tianxia, in each Tianxia, there is a big rule when it comes to monks fighting, that is, four people must be cleared.
.Just like in this Qingming world, no matter how bold you are, you will never think that you can fight with Taoist ancestors. This is no longer about whether the Taoist heart is tough or not. It doesn't matter whether you dare or not. If you can't, you can't.
It's just that the Taoist Patriarch didn't even want to go to Bai Yujing anymore, and the three disciples took turns to take charge of Bai Yujing. Even Taoist Sun, no matter how displeased he was with Yu Dou, the Taoist elder, he still had some respect for the Taoist Patriarch.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "Bai is also someone who doesn't want to owe favors, so if nothing unexpected happens, he will probably come to Daxuandu Temple to repay the favor, and the Confucian Temple will not stop him. I came to see you today just to say hello, Bai Yu
Just as Jing and Daxuandu Temple have been in the past, they will remain the same in the future. Bai Ye just needs to devote himself to practice here. Bai Ye doesn't care whether he enters Daxuandu Temple's ancestral hall genealogy or not, Bai Yujing will only regard him as Bai Ye, so Guanzhu Sun is worried
Don’t worry about anything.”
Daochang Sun nodded.
Lu Chen rested his chin on one hand and leaned against the stone table, "I've always heard that Brother Sun has recruited a few good disciples. They are very talented and beautiful, and they are not allowed to be seen by the public. It's a feast for the eyes."
Daochang Sun asked: "How did Bai Ye die, and how did he survive?"
Lu Chen sighed and waved it gently with his hand as a fan, "It's weird how Zhou Mi and Dao are harmonious. The trouble lies in the Dao. This guy has made the heavenly secrets in Haoran Tianxia a mess. Half of the embroidered tigers are sooner rather than later."
Yes, it just cut off a key link of mine. I can’t believe what my disciples He Xiaoliang and Cao Rong saw in their eyes. I might as well leave it to fate. Anyway, it’s not my family’s business for the time being. If the sky falls, I won’t pay it back.
There is a truly invincible senior brother Yu Dou who is supporting me."
Taoist priest Sun sneered: "The second Taoist priest is willing to lend Bai Ye the sword, which almost made the old Taoist's eyes pop out."
Lu Chen said lazily: "Senior brother Yu is still very heroic. Brother Sun is half a member of the family. Don't say angry words as it will easily hurt your feelings."
Daochang Sun and Lu Chen looked up at the sky almost at the same time.
Taoist Sun stood up, laughed loudly, and made seals with his hands. The white jade plate among the branches and leaves of the ancient pine trees shone brightly, and its brilliance enveloped the heaven and earth.
Lu Chen quickly put on his boots, walked away, and fled.
When Lu Chen left and the light faded, there was an old man and a young boy standing in front of Daozhang Sun. Daozhang Sun's eyes widened with confusion, and he said in disbelief: "Bai Ye?"
The child wearing a tiger hat nodded, took out a scabbard, handed it to the old Taoist priest, and said apologetically: "The Taibai Immortal Sword has been destroyed..."
The old Taoist waved his hand and shouted, "Fuck it, there's no need to talk about such a big deal." The old man quickly walked to the child and squatted down, jokingly saying: "Which little kid, with this pink and jade carving, is in Da Xuandu?"
From now on, those young women will have no intention of practicing every day and just come here to pinch their faces. As the founder, I can’t say much..."
Bai Ye had no expression on his face and just pulled the strap of the tiger head hat around his neck.
The child's mood at the moment should not be very good.
On the way here, the old scholar said with certainty that the Holy Master personally reminded him not to take off this hat in a hurry, at least wait until he reaches the upper five realms.
Bai Ye couldn't imagine what it was like for him to wear a tiger-headed hat all the time before entering the Jade Pu Realm.
The old scholar on the side held a long-distance travel talisman made of cyan material between his fingers, and slowly disappeared little by little. When the talisman burned out, it was the time when the old scholar returned to Haoran.
Taoist Master Sun stood up, slapped the Taoist priest on his head, and said with a smile: "The old scholar has an unparalleled style."
The old scholar bowed his head, smiled and praised, "Taoist Master, Taoist Master."
Both parties understood each other tacitly and smiled at each other.
It's better to meet than to hear for a long time. As expected, this is my family.
Then the old scholar twisted the talisman with one hand, pointed to the heights with the other, stood up on his heels and cursed at the top of his voice: "Lao Er, you are really invincible, aren't you? You can either argue with me, or be more cheerful and just slash me with that fairy sword.
Come on, come on, chop here, remember to bring the fairy sword, otherwise don't come, you won't be able to see enough. The chivalrous and courageous Taoist Sun next to me will never take sides. The grudges between you and me can only be seen on an fairy sword...
…”
At the top of Bai Yujing, Dao Lao Er narrowed his eyes, made mental calculations in his sleeves, and glanced at the sky.
Bai Ye suddenly said: "Immortal Sword Daozang will only return to Qingming World before your talisman disappears."
Although the realm is gone, the vision is still there.
The old scholar laughed and looked at ease.
But the hand holding the talisman immediately dropped and swayed slightly.
After a while, he simply raised his hand and blew hard.
They are all from their own family, and they are not particular about their appearance or anything like that.
The old scholar is poor and has never been poor.
Taoist priest Sun smiled and said: "Wen Sheng, there is no need to rush back. If Tao Er Er dares to come here, I will dare to go to Bai Yujing."
The old scholar held the talisman in his hand, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Don't, don't, don't, we can't cause Bai Ye to be a newcomer and cause such disputes."
Daochang Sun suddenly frowned, "Old scholar, are you going to win the fifth world?"
The old scholar shook his head and said, "I can't go for the time being."
Taoist priest Sun reminded: "It's best to go."
The old scholar understood instantly, spread out his hands, Taoist Sun put his fingers together, a ray of light condensed on his fingertips, and gently pressed on the far-traveling talisman drawn by the sage master himself.
The old scholar turned to look at the child with the tiger head hat.
I should feel relieved, but I really can’t.
After all, Bai is just a child who needs to ask questions again, and is no longer the proudest among the fourteenth realm.
Bai Ye said: "Take care of yourself first. I'll have a drink with you later."
The old scholar nodded, suddenly feeling sentimental, and asked softly: "That Bai Ye who looked up to the sky and went out laughing, I have always been curious about what kind of Bai Ye he is."
The old scholar actually just asked casually, and it didn't matter whether Bai Ye had an answer or not.
The child wearing a tiger hat thought for a while, folded his hands around his chest, stepped slightly on his feet, raised his head high, opened and closed his mouth, and said three words quickly as if to endorse, with almost no ups and downs in his tone, "Ha,
Ha ha."
Rather perfunctory.
On the side, Taoist priest Sun was used to seeing wind and waves, so he felt that he had gained a lot of experience today.
The old scholar smiled from ear to ear and his whole face was wrinkled. The old man who liked to talk most did not say anything more. As the talisman disappeared, his figure disappeared in a flash. The sky door opened and he returned to Haoran.
The world.
In Aquarius Island, Fa Xiang Cui Chan held an imitation white jade capital in his hands. Cui Chan's true body made an exception today and did not give lectures. Instead, he entertained two old acquaintances.
Neither of the two old friends traveled across continents in their true form. There are many tricks on the mountain, and the more mysterious the spells, the more expensive they are. However, there is no need for Cui Han to worry about this.
When Cui Chan fell into the world and walked along the Dadu River, a bloated rich man and a plainly dressed middle-aged man, one on the left and one on the right, walked along the waterside with the Grand Master of Da Li.
Liu Jubao, the God of Wealth in Aaizhou, and Yu Panshui, the Supreme Emperor of the Mysterious Dynasty in China, which one would feel sorry for the immortal money?
Yu Panshui, who had given Lin Junbi, a young young man, a headache in the family study, was now very flattering, "Brother Cui's big deal is really a big deal that changes the world. The three things of Haoran Jinxiu are not enough, we have to add this one."
Liu Jubao was not as shameless as Yu Panshui, but he could not hide his admiration when looking at a large river of water.
But what Liu Jubao saw in his eyes was not only the rolling water of Dadu, but also a steady stream of fairy money. As long as a person is strong enough, it is like opening a big money bag at the mouth of Dadu.
Cui Chan asked with a smile: "Old Yu, how are your chess skills now?"
Yu Panshui complained: "You know what you are asking, but you are still strong."
Why is Yu Panshui's chess skills so good? In Cui Chan's words back then, Yu Laoer spent more time collecting chess pieces than playing chess.
His chess style is domineering, his attacks are decisive, and he moves forward without hesitation, so he plays fast and loses early. Cui Chan is rarely willing to waste time with such stinky chess pieces, and Yu Panshui is an exception. Of course, when it comes to playing chess, the moves are even outside the chessboard.
It happened, and both sides knew it well and enjoyed it. In the Three-Fourth War, the Wen Sheng lineage suffered a disastrous defeat. Cui Chan deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, betrayed the orthodox lineage, and became a lost dog that everyone shouted for beating. But in
At that time, the Dacheng Dynasty seemed to be in its heyday. Cui Chan and Yu Panshui were talking with each other in the Yingbai Pavilion, and at the same time they explained to Yu Lao'er the general trend of decline under the flowers. It was Yu Lao'er who was slightly hesitant after the chess game.
Only then did he make up his mind to change the dynasty.
There is one thing about Cui Chan that Yu Panshui admires the most, because he is very different from the scholars in the world. However, if he knows about many shortcomings but still has no solution, Cui Chan will just die in his stomach and will never pretend to be profound.
, in short, Cui Chan only does practical things within his ability, dares to do and is willing to do what he can. Therefore, when Cui Chan left the Yu family, in addition to an unsuspicious chessboard victory, he also left the Yu family with the change of dynasty.
This booklet only tries to help Mr. Yu sort out the context and strategies of both sides to support each other.
Yu Panshui was sent to the steps of the pavilion and only asked, "What does Xiuhu want?"
Cui Chan replied: "From now on, I will borrow money from the Yu family. You, Yu Panshui, don't be vague. Just give me as much as you can. It's hard to say how much you will make, but you will definitely not lose money."
Yu Panshui was a notoriously bad chess player, but he was very weak in power and strategy. At just a young age, he had already served as the national advisor of the Dacheng Dynasty, and had supported several puppet emperors one after another, and he had a reputation for his dragon-slaying skills.
Regarding "Feiyu", there has always been mixed praise and praise in the mountains and mountains of the vast world. Among them, there are many secrets about the beauty of the palace, which are circulated in the mountains. He and Jiang Shangzhen wrote the unofficial history of Qunfang in Luzhou, Beiju, and spent their own money to publish it.
It is called the Double Beautiful Book on the Mountain.
Cui Chan turned to Liu Jubao and asked, "Brother Liu still doesn't want to make a big bet?"
Liu Jubao said: "It is my family's first ancestral rule to make money without gambling. The two sums of money Liu has lent to Da Li are not too small."
Guyu money. Ten thousand. Two times, one hundred each.
Cui Chan said with a smile: "Bet? Brother Liu, do you look down on my Aquarius Continent's defense, or do you look down on my Barbarian World's offensive?"
Liu Jubao smiled and said nothing.
When dealing with this embroidered tiger, don't quarrel, it's the most boring thing.
As for Liu Jubao, the God of Wealth in Aaizhou, he holds a blessed land and is in charge of the source of all snow money in the world. The Chinese Confucian Temple recognizes Liu's 10% income.
It was written in black and white. The two parties to the contract were Li Sheng and Liu Jubao.
As for the Xuefeihua Mine, its reserves are still astonishing. Artists and the ancestors of the Yin-Yang family once measured and calculated them together for several years. The final answer made Liu Jubao very satisfied.
In other words, the Liu family of Ai Aizhou is not only rich now, but will also be very rich in the future. Therefore, the Liu family of Ai Aizhou has the reputation of "sitting on the mountain and enjoying the mountain without empty space".
Even Mr. Fan, the founder of the business, said that Liu Caishen was really rich.
Among the Liu family's worshippers, the martial artist has Pei Axiang from the Leigong Temple in Aaizhou. As the number one martial artist in Yizhou, his worship ranking is only third. There are a total of three ancestors of martial artists, two of whom are worshiped by the Liu family in Aaizhou.
Cui Chan asked: "Xie Songhua still doesn't even care about being a guest of the Liu family?"
Liu Jubao admitted the matter frankly, nodded and said with a smile: "Money and money cannot kill everyone's hearts after all. This is the best, so I sincerely admire that female sword fairy."
One of the ancestors of the Liu family is now working hard to persuade the female swordsman Xie Songhua to serve as the family's guest minister, because asking her to serve as a worshiper is not an extravagant expectation. Xie Songhua has never had a good impression of her hometown Aaizhou, and she has a very strong impression of the wealthy Liu family.
Difference.
So as long as Xie Songhua nods, not only will she not have to go to the Liu Mansion to go through the formalities in this life, but she will not let Xie Keqing do anything. Xie Songhua does not have to be absent from the Ancestral Hall to discuss matters, but as long as she brings her words, it will still work.
In addition, Xie Songhua's two direct disciples, Juxing and Chaomu, have reached the upper five realms. Regarding raising swords and refining objects, all the necessary materials, treasures of heaven and earth, fairy money, and all the Liu family in Aai Aizhou
Responsible.
But even so, Xie Songhua still refused to nod. From the beginning to the end, she only said one sentence to the founder of the Liu family, "If it weren't for the sake of the Ape Trap Mansion in Daixuan Mountain, you would be asking for a sword.
"
Of course, the Liu family of Aai Aizhou is not really short of a sword immortal to take charge, but the head of the Liu family of Ai Aizhou has spoken, asking the family elder to accomplish this matter, and to speak well, and to be polite and respectful to Xie Jianxian, otherwise he will return.
In the Patriarch Hall, Liu Jubao didn't talk well.
Cui Chan said with a smile: "Business is business. Brother Liu doesn't want to bet big money to make big money. It doesn't matter. Before I borrowed money, the principal and interest, a piece of snow cost Mr. Liu a lot. Apart from that, I can let that
Xie Songhua serves as the worshiper of the Liu family as a way of thanking Brother Liu for his willingness to lend money."
Moreover, Liu Jubao never forgets his roots. Just for the sake of Aaizhou's martial arts and swordsmanship, he secretly spent countless money, and Cui Chan saw it all.
Rich people in the world come and go, no matter whether they are new or old, there will always be someone sitting in the position of a rich person. So who should be rich is a matter of university.
Things in the world go round and round, and it’s not about dealing with people.
Liu Jubao said: "Next, the Barbarian World will close its battle lines. Even if Zhou Mi throws most of its top combat forces to Nanbosu Continent, Aquarius Continent will still be embarrassed."
Cui Chan sneered: "Gathering mosquitoes?"
Liu Jubao was speechless.
"Feiyu", who was known for his big heart, still had his eyelids trembling when he heard this, and he quickly patted his chest to calm down his shock.
The Great Li Dynasty has worked hard to rule for more than a hundred years. The wealth accumulated in the national treasury, plus the private property of the Song Dynasty, is actually rich enough compared to an ordinary Middle-earth dynasty. But before the Great Li Iron Cavalry went south, it was actually just building
The imitation white jade capital and the support for the cavalry to move south are already quite stretched. In addition, those mighty sword boats arrayed in the air and a mountain ferry that supports the border troops on the clouds and on the ground are tailor-made for the Da Li cavalry.
The talisman armor of "all men and horses are armored", the siege equipment for the monks on the mountain, the city defense mechanism, the crossbows and arrows refined with secret methods, and the formation hub of several fronts along the coast... so much money and countless
The objects on the mountain, even if Dali sits on several mountains of gold and silver, will be emptied of the family fortune early, what should I do?
Borrow money.
The embroidered tiger Cui Cheng borrowed it from the merchant Mr. Fan, from Yu Panshui, from the Liu family in Aai Aizhou, from the Mohist giant, and secretly from various schools of thought.
Part of it went south through the Great Li cavalry, one continent became one country, and the huge profits brought by the mountains and rivers of each continent were constantly integrated to repay part of the debt.
In addition to this, Cui Zhang also "advanced" a large part, of course, the Tongye Continent where the continent was destroyed and the sects on the mountain of the Yamashita Dynasty were almost completely destroyed!
Liu Jubao shook his head and said, "There's no need for this, it's not refreshing."
Cui Chan turned around and said with a smile: "Xie Songhua volunteered to be the worshiper of the Liu family. Are you willing to stop her? You turned your back on me and refused to recognize me. Do you think you are just teasing a female swordsman with a bad temper?"
Liu Jubao said helplessly: "You are cruel."
Yu Panshui gloated over his misfortune and laughed loudly: "It's really refreshing to see Liu Caishen defeated, so good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, just because of Xiuhu's move, I will give half of it to the mysterious treasury!"
Cui Chan smiled and said: "There is no need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank Liu Caishen for giving Yu the opportunity to make money."
Yu Panshui clicked his tongue and said: "The only one in the world who can borrow money in such a fresh and refined way is Xiuhu!"
Liu Jubao suddenly stopped and said: "I am only sure of one thing. Whether Cui Han has left a way out for himself, I will bet on it, starting immediately!"
Yu Panshui stopped and pricked up his ears. This was also the one thing that he, the head of the Yu family, most wanted to know the answer to. Once it was determined, not to mention the remaining half of the treasury of the Xuanmi Dynasty, Yu Panshui could transfer ten
The six vassal kingdoms are turned upside down, and they have to accompany Xiuhu and Liu Caishen to do a fucking feat. Dare to rebel? Do you think my Xuanmi Dynasty's territory is not big enough?
Cui Chan shook his head and said: "People's hearts are different. I let you down."
The implication is that people have no way out and their hearts are at ease, that's all.
Cui Chan planned personnel, national destiny, and many general trends, but he was by no means a planner who only relied on the city government to play tricks and use tricks.
Liu Jubao rubbed his cheek vigorously, then cursed a few curse words for the first time, and finally stared blankly at the embroidered tiger, "Once Liu makes a big bet, the key is whether he can earn the Tongyezhou mountain and river money."
Whether money is hot or not, you can always say that, right?!"
Yu Panshui murmured in a low voice: "You deaf boy, Xiuhu doesn't always say he can make money, he has to be scolded to be happy. Brother Cui is such a hero, if he only wants to make money, Aai Aizhou will lose everything."
"Bei" means you, Liu Jubao, will also lose the title of God of Wealth."
Cui Chan looked at Liu Jubao and said with a smile: "Being able to help friends make money is one of the great pleasures in life."
Liu Jubao looked complicated and raised a hand. Cui Han hesitated for a moment and gave him a high-five.
Liu Jubao removed his magical powers, disappeared, and said, "There is a lot of money."
Yu Panshui did not leave, however. He continued walking with Cui Zhang for a while, until he could see the Dadu Temple in the distance, Yu Panshui stopped and said softly: "No matter what others think, I can't bear to leave this world."
An embroidered tiger."
Cui Chan smiled and said: "It's not bad."
Yu Panshui sighed and disappeared in a flash.
Cui Chan was sitting by the Dadu River. He turned his head and glanced at the Qidu Gate in the distance. He looked away, and the old Confucian scholar with a smile on his face and frosty white temples murmured softly: "What can I say?"