In the pavilion of Caizhi Mountain, Cui Dongshan drank two bottles of wine from Chunqing girl. He felt a little regretful. He shook his shoulders, wiped his butt, and slid to the end of the railing where Chunqing was. He shook out a bamboo food box from his sleeve, stretched out his hand and wiped it.
The water vapor in the mountains condensed into white clouds to commit the crime. He opened three drawers of food boxes and placed them one by one in front of both parties. There were various cakes from the New Year's shop in Qilong Lane, as well as some places to eat. Chunqing chose a piece of apricot blossom cake.
He pinched it with one hand and held it up with the other hand. He smiled and narrowed his eyes while eating, very happy.
On the side, Cui Dongshan was eating with both hands, tilting his head and nibbling, as if chewing a small piece of sugar cane. The food was crispy and golden in color. Cui Dongshan was making a lot of noise while eating.
Chunqing asked, "Is it the fried dumpling that the book says 'crumbles as crispy as ice in the mouth'?"
Cui Dongshan pointed to the drawer in front of him and said vaguely, "It all comes from the same origin. It bites the scorpion tail on February 2, but it is still a little different from the steamed buns you mentioned. Here in Aquarius Island, it is called mahua.
The lotus root starch is cheaper, and the assorted stuffing is the most expensive. I bought it specially from a place called Osmanthus Street in Huanglishan. My husband liked to eat this when he was alone in the mountains, and I fell in love with it."
It is unimaginable that a child who listens to an old man telling old stories will one day become an old man who tells stories to children.
Back then, under the old locust tree, there was an annoying child, squatting alone a little distance away. He pricked up his ears and listened to the stories, but he couldn't hear them clearly. He was jumping on his way home, but he also knew how to walk.
Brisk. A child who is never afraid of walking at night never feels lonely. He doesn't know what loneliness is. He just feels that he is just alone with fewer friends. But he doesn't know that in fact, that is loneliness, not loneliness.
It’s not just the young husband who is like this. In fact, most people’s lives are like this. Their wishes are not fulfilled, and they have to survive.
Cui Dongshan clapped his palms and put his hands lightly on his knees. He quickly changed the subject and said with a playful smile, "The apricot blossom cake that the pure young girl eats is the hometown craft of our old chef from Luolu Mountain. It's delicious. I went to Qilong Lane.
You can eat whatever you want, it doesn’t cost anything, and you can charge it all to my account.”
Cui Dongshan suddenly fell silent and lowered his head.
After a moment, Chunqing turned her head and found that a scribe in green clothes had been standing behind the two of them at some point. The green shade and scattered golden light in the pavilion passed through the man's figure together. At this moment, this scene
This person is truly "like entering a deserted place".
Chunqing wanted to jump off the railing, fall into the pavilion and salute the gentleman, but Qi Jingchun smiled and waved her hand, indicating that the little girl should just sit down.
Cui Dongshan didn't turn around and asked dully, "Zhou Mi must be very angry after being played by you like this. Can Cui Han escape?"
Qi Jingchun nodded and said, "The matter has come to an end. Zhou Mi can only judge the situation and choose the lesser of two evils. He is reluctant to fight to the death with Cui Chan for the time being. Once he kills Qi Jingchun from afar in Tongyezhou, Cui Chan will only fall to the thirteenth level.
Returning to Aquarius Continent, this retreat must be prepared in advance. Zhou Mi will lose his already extremely stable peak cultivation of the Fourteenth Realm. He may not fall, but an ordinary Fourteenth Realm cannot support Zhou Mi's ambitions.
, Thousands of years of long-term planning, all the hard work will be in vain, Zhou Mi is naturally reluctant to part with it. In fact, you know very well what I am really worried about."
Cui Dongshan said, "I'm not Cui Chan anymore. Whatever you say to me is useless. Qi Jingchun, don't think too much. Just keep it in mind. You can go and meet Pei Qian. She is my husband, your junior brother's first disciple."
, Now in Caizhi Mountain, you can go to Nanyue Temple and chat with Song Jixin, who has changed a lot. When you return to the capital, you can also guide Lin Shouyi to practice Taoism, but you don't have to waste time and money here.
Dao Xing, Cui Dongshan knows what I should and shouldn’t do."
Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "I'm just worried about my nephew Cui Dongshan."
Cui Dongshan, who was invincible in scolding, choked on his words for the first time.
Qi Jingchun always stood behind the young girl, while Cui Dongshan thought to himself, "I can't get enough of the scenery in the world."
Cui Dongshan suddenly said angrily, "You are so knowledgeable and your chess skills are so good, so you can just find a way to survive! You can sneak up to the Fourteenth Realm, but how can you not survive?"
Qi Jingchun shook his head and was speechless.
Unknowingly, what was originally a middle-aged Confucian scholar with frosty white temples, now has hair that is as white as the boy's sleeves, and is a lifeless pale white.
Cui Dongshan murmured, "If sir knew what happened today, even if he returns to his hometown in 2018, he would be heartbroken to death. You don't know how careful sir is when walking on the road of life? Sir rarely makes mistakes, but he cares about it."
People and things have to be missed again and again.”
Cui Dongshan noticed Qi Jingchun's abnormal energy behind him and raised his head, but still refused to turn his head, "Is there still action over there?"
Qi Jingchun nodded and said, "The masters of the great Li country and the masters of the wild world, since both sides have met, no one can be too polite. Don't worry, Jun Qian, the great master of Longhu Mountain, will all take action. This is Cui Han's right
I gave Zhou Mi a gift in return for the battle of siege and killing Bai Ye in Fuyaozhou."
Cui Dongshan frowned and asked, "Xiao Min is actually willing not to pester Zuo Duzi?"
Qi Jingchun explained, "Xiao Min can't stand the vast world, and he can't stand the barbaric world. No one can control her doing whatever she wants. Senior Brother Zuo should have promised her that as long as she returns from Tongye Continent, he will have a clean and tidy fight with her.
It’s a life-and-death fight. If you have the courage then, go and persuade Senior Brother Zuo. If you don’t dare, forget it.”
Cui Dongshan did not comment, but just breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that the three million volumes of books have been turned into Spring Festival couplets on the door, used to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. You can think of it and make it."
Qi Jingchun shook his head and said, "It was Cui Chan's impromptu idea. According to my original wishes, I shouldn't have acted like this. I was originally going to be a temporary doorkeeper... That's all. It's useless to say more. Maybe Cui Chan's choice will be better."
Well. Maybe, hopefully."
Cui Dongshan said, "So in the end, you still chose to believe Cui Han."
Qi Jingchun suddenly said, "That's the case, but it's not just that. I can see farther..."
Cui Dongshan said, "No matter how far a person sees, it is better to walk further."
Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "You are still here."
There are already so many chairs outside the Luolu Mountain Jise Peak Patriarch Hall.
In this case, what can I say?
The green-shirted scribe who appeared from the Dadu Temple was originally Cui Chan, who had temporarily borrowed Qi Jingchun's cultivation in the Fourteenth Realm, rather than the real Qi Jingchun himself, for the purpose of completing the Dao with a well-calculated plan, which was a conspiracy, and even more...
Yang Ming, who had calculated that Haoran Jia Sheng was right, would not hesitate to take out three million volumes of books and take the initiative to stabilize the state of "Qi Jingchun", making the latter a scholar and a man of heaven.
The manifestation of the great road finally led Zhou Mi to mistakenly believe that he could use this to merge with the Tao. With the help of the supernatural power of a person in the fifteenth level, he used his own great way of heaven and earth to crush Qi Jingchun, and finally ate the Qi Jingchun that made Qi Jingchun successfully advance to the fourteenth level.
The fundamental knowledge of the three religions makes Zhou Mi's heavenly cycle more closely connected, without any gaps. Once accomplished, Zhou Mi will truly become a being that even the founders of the three religions cannot kill, becoming the biggest "one" in the world.
Of course, it is not easy to deceive Wenhai Zhoumi. Qi Jingchun must be willing to hand over all his cultivation to Da Li Xiuhu, who has a deep grudge. In addition, the real key is the Fourteenth Realm that belongs to Qi Jingchun alone.
Weather. This is the most difficult to disguise. The reason is very simple. They are also great monks in the Fourteenth Realm, Qi Jingchun, Bai Ye, the old blind man in the wild world, the Chicken Soup Monk, and the old master of Donghai Taoist Temple. They all have great deviations from each other, while Zhou Mi
He is also in the Fourteenth Realm, and his eyes are so vicious, how can he be fooled so easily.
However, Xiuhu, a literary sage, once taught on his behalf. Cui Chan taught the sages' principles in books, the pleasant music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he taught them all very well. As for the three religions and the knowledge of various schools of thought, Cui Chan
He himself is very knowledgeable.
In addition, Cui Chan was among the direct disciples of Wen Sheng, the only one who accompanied the old scholar to participate in two debates on the Three Religions. He was always an observer, and as the first disciple, Cui Chan sat next to Wen Sheng.
That's why Cui Chan deliberately "revealed his identity" to suppress the ancient high-ranking god who was trying to cross the sea and land. He stepped on the god several times in the same manner as Qi Jingchun when he was young, and then used Qi Jingchun's three teachings of seclusion for a period of time to clean up the battlefield.
And part of Qi Jingchun's thoughts are indeed with Cui Chan. The "boundless person" condensed with three natal characters serves as a place of learning.
It's just that the price of such a careful calculation is that Qi Jingchun's mind and Taoism have to be consumed all the time, in exchange for Cui Chan using an incredible "shortcut" to reach the Fourteenth Realm, not only relying on Qi Jingchun's Taoist knowledge, but also stealing Zhou Mi's books.
The sea was used by Cui Chan to repair and hone his knowledge. Therefore, Cui Chan's greatest cruelty was that instead of choosing the battlefield at the old site of Old Dragon City, he directly took risks and went to Tongyezhou Taoye.
Cross the boat and meet Zhou Mi face to face.
Naturally, Cui Chan was not acting on his own initiative.
The best result is that in the current situation, Qi Jingchun still has some residual thoughts in the world, and can still appear in this pavilion to meet Cui Dongshan, who is not sure whether he is a senior brother or a senior nephew. At the same time, he can also return to the pavilion for Cui Chan
Dadu Temple, the capital of the central Aquarius Island, paved an escape route.
The worst outcome is that if Zhou Mi sees through the truth, then Cui Han, the peak of the thirteenth realm, will have to drag Qi Jingchun, the peak of the fourteenth realm, who has limited time, and the two of them will fight to the death with Wenhai Zhoumi, and they will win within a stick of incense.
Defeat, with Cui Han's temper, he would of course hit the entire Tongye Continent and sink into the sea, without hesitation. Aquarius Continent lost an embroidered tiger, leaving behind a shattered Wenhaizhou in the wild world.
Anyway, Cui Chan can accept both.
At this moment, in the pavilion, neither the scholar in blue nor the young man in white were separated from the world, and they did not even speak from their hearts.
Chunqing was extremely embarrassed, so she wanted to eat pastries. It was too disrespectful to those two scholars, so why not eat pastries? It would also inevitably lead to the suspicion of eavesdropping, so she couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Qi, Mr. Cui Xiao, how about me?"
Get out of here? I’m an outsider and I’ve heard enough. Now I’m pounding in my heart and feeling very flustered.”
Cui Dongshan seemed to be angry and said, "Young lady, you don't need to leave. Just listen in an upright and upright manner. Our Chief Qi of the Cliff Academy is the most gentleman. He never says a word that outsiders cannot hear."
Qi Jingchun's body flashed and she actually sat on the railing next to Cui Dongshan. She turned to look at this young man in white who was actually no stranger to him.
Cui Dongshan didn't squint, he just looked far away and patted his knees gently with both hands. He never thought that Qi Jingchun seemed to be out of his mind and looked at the hammer to see if he had seen enough. Cui Dongshan felt uncomfortable all over and was about to
He reached out to grab a piece of Huanglishan twist, but before he thought about it, Qi Jingchun got there first, took it, and started to eat. Cui Dongshan whispered, in addition to eating books and chewing, there is no taste in eating anything now, what a waste of copper money
no.
Qi Jingchun said, "Just now in Zhou Mi's heart, after helping Cui Han eat some books, I realized that the sentiments of the old master of the Human Academy were really justified."
Cui Dongshan knew what Qi Jingchun was talking about.
It turns out there are so many books in the world that I don’t want to read.
Cui Dongshan said softly, "Actually, some people have said that."
Qi Jingchun also knew what Cui Dongshan wanted to say.
I don't want to say anything more to this world.
So the young Cui Dongshan has said a lot of weird things and jokes over the years, but he doesn't say much sincere words. He probably only says it to a few people, and only a handful of people. Except Mr. Chen Ping'an, it seems that only Xiao Xiao
Aquarius, senior sister Pei Qian, little lotus flower, millet grains.
Qi Jingchun smiled and looked away.
In fact, Cui Chan was quite good-looking when he was a boy. No wonder he would have countless love-debt marriages in the years to come, actually more than his senior brothers. From the woman selling wine near his school back then, as long as Cui Chan went to buy wine, the price
It will be much cheaper. The female guests who occasionally teach Confucian students in the academy, as well as many fairies with sect names, will try their best to get a letter from him, or deliberately send a letter to Mr. Wen Sheng, beautiful
It was called "asking for advice", so the husband understood it and asked his disciple to write the reply every time. After receiving the letter, the women carefully framed it as copybooks so that they could be treasured. When Aliang returned from traveling with him again and again, they would cry and complain that they had
They were reduced to green leaves, the conscience of heaven and earth, and the souls of the girls were all taken away by Cui Han, and they didn't even look at Brother A Liang anymore.
Chunqing reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Qi."
Mr. Qi, if he has too many thoughts, his conduct will suffer a lot.
Qi Jingchun turned her head, stretched out her hand to hold Cui Dongshan's head, moved it back to keep the nephew out of the way, and then smiled and said to her, "Young lady, if you have time, you can really go to Luopo Mountain. It's a good place."
A place with beautiful scenery and outstanding people.”
Chunqing nodded, "Okay! Listen to Mr. Qi."
Cui Dongshan said with a face full of grief and anger, "Chunqing, what's the matter with you? I tried my best but couldn't trick you into Luoluo Mountain. Why did you just say it casually and you agreed?!"
"
Chun Qing blinked and said something sincerely, "You are not a real person, but Mr. Qi is a gentleman."
Qi Jingchun looked towards Tongyezhou and said with a smile, "I have to admit that although Zhou Mi's behavior is perverse and rebellious, he has really shocked the world's ears, eyes and minds by walking alone all the way up."
Cui Dongshan was suddenly shocked. He remembered something. He looked at Qi Jingchun's weak appearance and said, "Fuyao Continent and Tongye Continent are both barbaric world territories. Could it be just now?"
Qi Jingchun nodded, confirming Cui Dongshan's guess.
Cui Dongshan sighed, Zhou Mi was good at controlling the long river of time, which was the key to encircling and killing Bai Ye.
It seemed that Qi Jingchun had already tricked Zhou Mi into succeeding.
Even if Cui Han, an old bastard, reaches the fourteenth level, he is destined to have no such means, and is more likely to add those long-planned killing magical powers.
Qi Jingchun stood up and went to see the founding disciple that his junior brother had accepted. It seemed that his husband had helped select him. Junior brother must have put a lot of effort into it.
Cui Dongshan was about to speak but stopped.
Qi Jingchun stretched out her hand to hold Cui Han's shoulder, "In the future, if I still feel guilty and feel that I have done too little, at that time, please help me talk to my junior brother about the little golden incense man.
, where did the opportunity come from.”
Cui Dongshan snorted, feeling too sick to be energetic.
Qi Jingchun suddenly slapped him on the head so hard that Cui Dongshan almost fell into the pavilion. Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "I have wanted to do this for a long time. When I was studying with my husband, you were the best at stirring up trouble. I fought with you and me
I have been involved in more than ninety fights, and at least eighty of them were caused by you. You played a huge role in the many bad habits that my husband later developed."
Cui Dongshan said angrily, "What about filing a complaint? Do you like to keep account books? From whom did my husband and senior sister learn these habits?"
Qi Jingchun smiled knowingly, a smile filled with spring breeze, and her figure disappeared, just like the spring breeze in the world that comes and goes without a trace.
Cui Dongshan murmured, "Why don't we chat for a while."
Chunqing silently finished a drawer of cakes, and finally couldn't help but remind her in a low voice, "What should I do with the old sea-viewing immortal from the Tingyun Pavilion? Just lock him up in your sleeve like this?"
Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said, "You are talking about a hammer, but you are not so impressive. It doesn't happen like that!"
This little girl is so unkind. If she had known better, she wouldn't have brought out those pastries to entertain guests.
Chunqing said, "When you arrive at Luolu Mountain, why don't you go to the Qilong Lane shop first?"
Cui Dongshan immediately said flatteringly, "It's necessary."
Chunqing suddenly asked thoughtfully, "Do you still want to drink?"
Cui Dongshan fell silent and shook his head.
At the top of Caizhi Mountain, the old ape in white walked down the Shinto alone.
I always felt that something was not right. The guardian of Zhengyang Mountain quickly looked around, but there was nothing strange. It was strange.
Pei Qian's eyes widened, and the scribe in blue smiled and shook his head, motioning her to be silent, and asked her from the bottom of his heart what was on her mind and if she could tell her uncle.
Outside the Nanyue Mountain Monarch Temple, Song Jixin was sitting alone in a makeshift study, rubbing his brows. The powerful King of the Li clan suddenly stood up and bowed to his husband.
In the Qidu Temple outside Dali Capital, Lin Shouyi was just about to put away the second volume of "Yunshanglanglangshu" when the green-shirted scribe sat down with a smile and asked Lin Shouyi to get paper and pen so that he could make text annotations.
In a nearby Dadu Water Mansion, Wang Zhu, who has become the only real dragon in the world, looked at the uninvited guest with a stubborn face and raised her head high.
In the blacksmith shop by the Longxu River, Liu Xianyang was taking a nap, and his mind was traveling to a shocking ancient battlefield. He did not know that sitting on a small bamboo chair next to him, Mr. Qi, who also closed his eyes and meditated, was protecting him for the last time.
One journey.
Over at the school in the small town, the blue-shirted scribe stood in the school, his figure gradually dissipating. Qi Jingchun looked out the door, as if there would be a shy boy in straw sandals next moment. Before he mustered up the courage to speak, he would
He secretly raised his hand, rubbed the old and clean sleeve with his palm, then looked into the school with a pair of clean and clear eyes, and said softly, Mr. Qi, there is your letter.