There are four Xianjia ferries and monks' settlements around the Confucian Temple, including Panshui County, Yuanyangzhu, Aotoushan, and Yingyouzhou.
An old man with long eyebrows who had just returned from the South China Sea had already caught fish at Yuanyangzhu.
Two Xianjia ferries docked at Xianjia Ferry near Aotou Mountain at almost the same time, one from the Xuanmi Dynasty and the other from the Shaoyuan Dynasty.
The Xuanmi Dynasty and the Shaoyuan Dynasty were both among the top ten dynasties in the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
On one of the ferries, a young man dressed in black stepped off. The dynasty was favored by Shui De, and black clothes were respected in both the government and the public.
The chubby old man was holding a piece of jade and rubbing it on his face.
One is the new emperor of the Xuanmi Dynasty, who is only sixteen years old now. The other is the flowing emperor, the iron-clad Supreme Emperor, Yu Panshui, the head of the Yu family.
The old man was accompanied by Yu Xuanfu and Yu Qingqing.
As for the Shaoyuan Dynasty, there were more people. In addition to His Majesty the Emperor, who was in his prime, there was also the Imperial Master Chao Pu, who had a high crown and elegant appearance, holding a handful of snow-white tails. His proud disciple Lin Junbi. There was also the one who wrote
Mr. Xilu, Jiang Longxiang from "Kuaizai Pavilion Chess Book".
The ancestor of the Yan family of the Shaoyuan Dynasty was accompanied by a plump maid who caressed the raccoon dog, with naturally charming eyebrows and a beauty mark on her mouth.
Together with Lin Junbi, Jin Mengzhen, Zhu Mei, Yan Lu, and Jiang Guancheng, these five Sword Immortal embryos all traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi with the Sword Immortal Kuxia.
Jiang Guancheng is the direct disciple of Kuxia Sword Immortal. He has two elders in his family, both of whom were academy gentlemen and came from the Yasheng lineage.
The reason why they were "used to be" is because they all died on the battlefield of South Posu Island.
The uncle of Sword Immortal Ku Xia was one of the Ten People in Middle-earth, the old Sword Immortal Zhou Shenzhi.
Both Ku Xia and Zhou Shenzhi, two sword cultivators, were killed in battle. One died at the Jianqi Great Wall and the other died at Fuyao Continent. They both died in foreign lands.
Yan Lu is the great-great-grandson of Yan Lu, the ancestor of the family.
Zhu Mei no longer has the girlish figure, but has become a graceful figure. One of her great-uncles is the master of Academy Mountain in Liuxia Continent, and it is said that when Zhu Mei was young, she sleepwalked in Yanzhi Mountain and met the respected woman Dashanjun.
Having signed a secret contract, it can be said to be a profound blessing.
Soon, two chess games were played on the Aotoushan side, one of Go and one of Xiangqi, and the arena was set up. The two main generals were both young people who had been chased away by their elders. Lin Junbi from the Shaoyuan Dynasty, the young alternate.
Xu Bai, one of the ten people.
Jiang Longxiang and Lin Junbi played the first game, and there were many bystanders, including Yu Xuanfu and Yu Qingqing.
It is said that Mr. Xilu, who traveled here with the imperial master Chao Pu, made a special trip to visit Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City.
But everyone else was very sure that Jiang Longxiang was definitely not qualified to meet that giant of demonic power. It was very possible that he wouldn't even be able to invite Fu Qi.
It is rumored that the "Little White Emperor" Fu Xi's chess skills are seventy-eight points true to those of his master.
He who manages the seal with his own hands is "the fourth in the world".
Not surprisingly, the first is Zheng Juzhong, the second is Cui Chan, the embroidered tiger who made a colorful cloud under Baidi City, and the fourth is Fu Xi. So who is the third? It has become a big or small thing on the mountain.
Unsolved case.
Xu Bai's side was also crowded with people. The person who was playing against him was an expert strategist. Among the spectators, there was Chun Qing from Zhuhai Cave Sky.
She once traveled to Aquarius Continent with this Xu Xian.
In fact, just the two of them, Xu Bai and Chun Qing, looked like a pair of immortals, and they were already a beautiful sight.
In addition to the four places, there are several relatively secret caves, where the two sects of Buddhism, Taoism, and Bing sects are housed, as well as the ancestors of hundreds of other schools of thought, as well as the highest-ranking landscape gods in the world. Beiju Luzhou Tian Jun Xie Shi, Qi Zhen, the Heavenly Lord of Shen Gao Sect of Aquarius Continent, and several other Heavenly Lords who also came from Bai Yujing Three Sects, gathered together. In addition, there was He Xiaoliang, the female leader of Qingliang Sect. , senior brother Cao Rong, and the unnamed senior brother Xiancha, whose pseudonym is even more famous, Gu Qingsong.
The Aquarius Continent Shen Gaozong is actually the lower sect of the Qingxuan Sect of the Middle Earth Divine Continent. The Qingxuan Sect’s Jiangzhen Fei Luan is the best in the world.
He Xiaoliang rushed here this time to pay a visit to Zhou Li, the former junior uncle of Shen Gao Sect and now the scribe of Qing Xuan Sect.
But this former junior master uncle is now missing.
He Xiaoliang only saw Tianjun Qi Zhen, and her fellow disciple Gao Jianfu. She and this person were once recognized as the golden boy and girl in Aquarius Continent, and they were a match made in heaven.
Unexpectedly, after many years, the two sides met again, but things had changed.
One is only a direct descendant of a sect in the Nascent Soul Realm, and the other is already the master of a sect in the Immortal Realm.
Qi Zhen had no grudge against He Xiaoliang for leaving the Shen Gao Sect lineage, and was even more pleased that she could establish the sect in Luzhou, Beiju.
So during this meeting, Qi Zhen also teased He Xiaoliang whether he had seen that Xu Xuan this time.
On the banks of the Parrot Island, Zhou Li, a Taoist priest of the Qingxuan Sect, and Li Xisheng, a Confucian scholar, walked side by side. Li Xisheng was followed by a young porcelain man, Cui Ci.
Li Xisheng smiled and said: "They have all become one of the ten young people."
Zhou Li smiled and said: "Go to Panshui County to play chess with Zheng Juzhong?"
Li Xisheng shook his head: "There's no rush."
An old Taoist priest in purple clothes who was not in a hurry to rush to the ferry said to a child in a city market at the foot of the mountain: "Little boy, you have good qualifications. You are a good seedling of Taoism. Your bones are quite immortal. You will start by dissecting corpses." , there is hope that he will be exhumed. If his luck is better, his future will be even more immeasurable. In the future, he will become a real person on earth, and he will be able to walk into the clouds, float on the blue clouds, and sneak into the rivers and seas, and the world will be unrestricted."
The child had a sesame seed cake in each hand, one bite on the left and one on the right.
The old Taoist said: "After eating the cake, you might as well follow me up the mountain to practice. You will definitely be able to prolong your life and live long in the world. The cold and heat will not harm the Taoism. No ghosts, gods or spirits dare to attack. Five soldiers and hundreds of insects will not come close to you. Your father Mom, let me go and talk to them."
The child just gnawed the sesame seed cakes and said nothing.
The old Taoist smiled and said nothing.
The child raised his hand as if to hand half a sesame seed cake to the old man.
The old Taoist stretched out his hand to take it, but the child immediately retracted his hand, turned his head, and suddenly shouted: "Mom, there is an old liar here!"
Beyond the sky.
He exchanged swords with Xiao Xun from left to right.
Zuo Zuo finally fell into the Great Sword Qi Wall, but Xiao Xun failed to return to the wild world. Instead, he was chopped down by Zuo Zuo's sword and fell to Qingming Tianxia.
He was squatting on the top of half of the city, holding a sword with one hand, and was covered with scars.
As for the little girl with crotch braids, she was cursing and had her legs cut off with swords from the left and right. She hovered in the air and spliced her legs together.
Raise your head left and right.
I saw a burly man coming from Yufeng, followed by a timid little elf.
The man smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zuo."
He stood up from left to right and remained silent.
The man said helplessly: "Elder brother."
Only then did Zuo Zuo nod.
Not far from the city head, there was a dull man wearing straw sandals. He was a contemporary of the Mohist family. He was originally going to the Chinese Confucian Temple with Liu Shiliu.
Zuo Zuo did not say hello to the Mo family's giant son. After listening to Jun Qian's introduction, he smiled at the little elf and said, "Hello, my name is Zuo Zuo. You can call me Uncle Zuo."
The little elf said in a trembling voice: "I've seen Master Zuo!"
I was a little excited in my heart, Master Zuo, his temper is not bad, he is very good. As expected, I can't believe the rumors from the outside.
He asked around, "Where is my junior brother?"
Jun Qian shook her head, "I don't know."
The swords were hanging on the sides of the waist. After hearing the words, his eyes slightly raised and his brows furrowed slightly.
Jun Qian said helplessly: "This time at the Confucian Temple, we can meet in person."
Zuo Zuo said angrily: "Why do you think you are a senior brother?"
Jun Qian had no choice but to change the subject, "Sir must be waiting for us, hurry up and get on your way."
The little elf's eyes widened. Master Zuo was a bit mean to his master.
In Panshui County, which is adjacent to Wenjin Ferry, the common people live and work in peace and contentment. They are still used to seeing all kinds of immortals, so they don't take the hustle and bustle of the ferry seriously. Instead, some mountain immortals near the water towers swarm in.
However, according to the rules of the Confucian Temple, you need to stop at Panshui County and not continue northbound. Otherwise, you will have to take a detour to the other three places. No one dares to make mistakes or go beyond the rules. Everyone knows it, let alone the Ascension Realm.
Even a fourteenth realm monk must act according to the rules when he gets here.
But within the rules, there are not many taboos in doing things. It can even be said that they are more relaxed than anywhere else in the world.
For a time, the streets were filled with fairies from all over the mountains. Restaurants, inns, libraries of various scholarly families in the county, in short, all places with a wide view were surrounded by foreign immortals.
For fairies from all walks of life, there are four men who care most about them.
They are Liu Qi.
Qi Tingji of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect.
"Little White Emperor" Fu Xi.
Daduan Dynasty, Cao Ci.
Why?
These are the most beautiful ones.
Leaning against the red flowers and nestling among the green flowers, the guest is Liu Qilang, dressed in white.
Fu Zi, who likes to walk around in white clothes, is the eldest disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City. Fu Zi owns an ancestral sword-raising gourd. The name of this sword-raising gourd is very strange, just one word, "three".
The flying sword raised in a warm environment is the toughest. Of course, the most important thing is that Fu Xi looks good. As for what the natal flying sword is and how the sword gourd is raised, they are just the icing on the cake.
Qi Tingji, from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, is said to be extremely handsome. Women she has met all say that Qi Jianxian is not old at all. As for her swordsmanship, there is no need to say much.
And Cao Ci, the youngest, is already as good as a god in boxing.
The Liu family of Ai Aizhou opened a gambling game specifically for Cao Ci, called the "No Loss Game".
Within five hundred years, if Cao Ci loses a fist to any pure martial artist, Liu will pay ten for one.
Anyone can place bets at Liu's various ferries and shops with properties all over the world, and there is no limit to the amount of immortal money.
Scattered, just for fun. Most of them are snow money or summer money. Just think of it as wasted.
Therefore, there were several extremely large bets of fairy money, which became very eye-catching. Yu Panshui threw in three hundred grain rain coins.
Rumor has it that the real Huolong from Pa Di Peak took out 500 Guyu coins in one go.
A guy named "Zhou Guoshan" in Tongyezhou didn't regard money as money. He went crazy and bet a thousand grain rain coins.
There are also male monks who pay a lot of money to hire painting masters and travel together with them, so that they can see those legendary fairies and beauties and leave behind a picture.
Mrs. Qingshenshan, the flower owner of Baihua Blessed Land, the four life-giving flower gods, the ten-tailed celestial fox from Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion, and Mrs. Huansha. And the blushing lady of the guest minister of Longxiang Sword Sect...
There are many bookstores in Panshui County.
A gentle and elegant young man, wearing a green shirt, walked into a bookstore to choose books.
The shop is not big, but there are many books. The bookshelves are not enough, so a small mountain of books is piled up in the corner.
The bookstore owner smiled and asked: "Young student, are you also here with the teacher?"
The old man is just an ordinary man, but he still has no fear when facing these immortal masters on the mountain whose appearance often does not match his age.
The young man raised his head when he heard this, smiled and nodded.
The old man hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Is it possible that he can participate in the discussions at the Confucian Temple?"
The old man laughed to himself, "If that's the case, just pick up the book and take it for nothing. It doesn't matter if you put it in a sack. But remember to leave a calligraphy treasure, how about it?"
The young scholar shook his head and said, "I am not qualified to participate in the discussion."
The old man was a little regretful. He was a talkative person and asked: "Ask the shop over at Jindu, don't the immortals have more treasures? It's just that the price is a bit more expensive. But for you immortal masters, it shouldn't be anything."
The young man said: "Actually, books are rarely sold at Xianjia Ferry."
The old man laughed and said, "Indeed, no matter how expensive the books are, no matter how rare and unique they are, there is a limit. You really can't make a lot of money."
The old shopkeeper asked: "Are you a descendant of the Chen family?"
Most of the ferries from Nanposu Island, Fuyao Island and Tongye Island stop at Wenjin Ferry.
The young man smiled and shook his head.
After buying the book, I checked out and left. Instead of retreating to the mountains and rivers in a secluded place and returning directly to my residence, I walked on foot, wanting to walk through more streets and alleys.
At the corner of the alley near the house, a young scholar walking in the alley saw a girl from a distance, carrying a package cross-body, wearing a Xiangjun Dragon Girl dress that did not fit particularly well, and a string of qiu on her hands.
The "pearl in the palm" made by refining pearls.
She would often subconsciously touch the beads on her hands, as if she was worried about losing them. She stood on tiptoes and looked over there eagerly. She held a bronze mirror in her hand. Gu Can glanced at it and saw that it was the style of the transparent mirror on the mountain.
Because there is a circle of inscriptions, "The legend of the gods refines the immortals, sees the light of the sun, meets the beauty of the moon, and the world is bright."
It's just that the clothes, bracelets, and mirrors are all imitations.
This is like the official imitation of official porcelain. It is not that valuable, but it is still valuable.
If it were somewhere else, his first thought would be to be an assassin.
There is no need to do this here. But it is definitely right to be cautious when sailing a thousand-year ship. Gu Can restrained his breath and slowly walked towards the girl.
There are more than a dozen houses in Panshui County, and it is very clear who lives there.
Because the people who rushed to the Confucian Temple to discuss matters this time showed up at Wenjin Ferry, few used any tricks.
Firstly, it is not necessary, and secondly, it may be a distant tribute to the saint.
Almost all the fairies went to Fu Qi.
The men, on the other hand, came for the Flower Goddess and Ladies in the Paradise of Hundreds of Flowers.
Gu Can held a stack of books, walked through the alley, stopped, and asked with a smile: "Miss, are you looking for Fu Qi from Baidi City?"
The girl shook her head vigorously. She was too embarrassed to admit it.
Gu Can walked out of the alley and walked towards the street. Looking back, the girl was wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, as if she would be very nervous when talking to others.
He burst out laughing. How could such a fairy make money by relying on the mirror? What's so embarrassing about making money?
Gu Can suddenly stopped.
Inside the house.
Liu Chicheng took Chai Bofu out and asked, "Brother Long Bo, do you know about Zhang Tiaoxia?"
Chai Bofu shook his head.
In the past, the landscape newspaper on Baopingzhou Mountain did not mention much about the strange people and things in other continents. For example, it occasionally mentioned the upside-down mountain master's knife room, and it was because there was a reward for Song Changjing's head on the wall. This was very important to Baopingzhou at that time.
For monks from other continents, it is a particularly shameless thing, so every Shanshui mansion newspaper wrote about it in a big book. As for the reason for the reward in the master sword room, they did not mention a word, only saying that Song Changjing entered the body of an expert from another continent.
Fayan. Today's Aquarius Continent will definitely not be able to do such things again.
The monks of Aquarius Continent in the past would have thought that they were one head short of Tong Yezhou and at least two heads short of Beiju Luzhou, whose swordsmanship was as good as a cloud. As for the Middle Earth Divine Continent, don’t even think about it. He might jump up and spit.
They can only spit on the knees of the Divine Continent of Middle-earth.
Liu Chicheng said, "He has a dispute with you, and I must help you. As expected, he is fishing at Yuanyangzhu. Let's work together to sap him!"
Chai Bo Fu's heart felt cold.
Seeing Liu Chicheng walking as fast as flying, Chai Bofu followed cautiously behind him, and he plucked up the courage to ask: "Why is there a dispute between the avenues?"
Liu Chicheng said: "He has a nickname called Long Bo. Can you bear it?"
Chai Bofu said angrily: "I can bear it! Why can't I bear it anymore..."
It's just a moth elsewhere, but how can it be done now?
Liu Chicheng sneered and said, "You are now a golden elixir immortal. What are you afraid of?"
Chai Bofu asked cautiously: "What realm is Zhang Tiaoxia?"
Liu Chicheng shook his head and said: "They are not middle five qi practitioners."
I almost asked Zhang Tiaoxia if he was in the Fourteenth Realm.
Liu Chicheng shook his head, "None of them."
Chai Bofu was puzzled.
Liu Chicheng said oh, "He's just a ten-level martial artist. Before Pei Bei was born, he was the leading pure martial artist in the world. He was just delayed by fishing. After reaching the top, he hardly interacted with others.
I have never boxed before, so I have never been very famous."
Chai Bofu stood where he was.
Liu Chicheng reached out and took Brother Long Bo's arm.
Chai Bofu gritted his teeth and directly circulated his spiritual energy, knocking himself unconscious. His seven orifices bled, and he passed out on the spot.
Liu Chicheng felt a little regretful.
It was true that he was looking for Zhang Tiaoxia, but it was not a quarrel, because the relationship between the two parties was quite good, and Liu Chicheng was there to reminisce about the past.
Then let Brother Long Bo lie down and don't disturb his sleep.
Liu Chicheng was going to go shopping.
Suddenly, someone outside the door shouted at the top of his voice: "Idiot Fu, get out of here!"
Liu Chicheng was stunned for a moment, and the voice sounded a bit familiar. It was just that he had been imprisoned in Aquarius Island for more than a thousand years, so he was a little unfamiliar. Thinking about it again, damn, good guy, it’s that Gu Qingsong! This seems to happen every day
Old Zhouzi, who was rushing towards the gate of hell, was not hacked to death? Liu Chicheng had never seen such a desperate person in his life, but he was still alive in the end.
Liu Chicheng asked: "Xiaofu, do you want your uncle to help?"
Fu Qi just sat quietly in his room, concentrating on warming up his sword intention.
He ignored neither Gu Qingsong nor his uncle Liu Chicheng.
The fairies nearby were all in high spirits. They were slandering the old man for daring to call Fu Lang "Idiot Fu", but they were also sincerely grateful. If Fu Lang showed up because of this, he would be grateful to the old man for his advice.
Gu Qingsong said with a sneer on his face: "Fu Xiao'er, you wear white clothes all year round and go to funerals?"
Liu Chicheng rubbed his chin, okay, even his senior brother was scolded? Gu Qingsong's style is still as good as before.
Originally, Han Qiaose was lying on a mat in the house, taking stock of her belongings. Bottles and jars were filled with all kinds of rouge and gouache from the mountains. The Liu family woman from Aai Aizhou had good taste.
She stood up and walked out of the house and came to the gate. But before she could say anything, Gu Qingsong waved his hand and said, "If you guys are fighting, get out of the way!"
Liu Chicheng hurriedly appeared next to his senior sister, but Gu Qingsong let out a sigh and said with disgust on his face: "Who is disgusting wearing a pink Taoist robe and pretending to be a ghost in broad daylight? Why don't you wear a pair of embroidered shoes?"
Just a few words have already provoked Zheng Juzhong, Fu Xi, Han Qiaise, and Liu Chicheng.
Probably this is what is called flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.
It was due to Gu Qingsong's natal magical power.
Han Qiaose, who was about to take action against the old Zhouzi, glanced at Liu Chicheng. She suddenly laughed and was not angry at all. The scolding was quite good.
Maybe this is another natal magical power of Gu Qingsong.
Gu Can turned to the girl and smiled: "Girl, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you don't want to show off your skills?"
Some of the fairies across the street have already gained a lot of money. Just by Gu Qingsong's words, he won a lot of fairy money from onlookers from all over the world.
The girl was in a hurry and quickly raised the mirror in her hand.
Gu Can has already returned to the corner with the book in hand.
The girl held the mirror in one hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the other.
I didn't earn a single piece of snow money.
The hilltop is too small.
Gu Can asked: "Girl, if I want to see your mirror in the future, what mountain objects should I buy? Is it expensive?"
The girl's eyes lit up, she patted the package on her body and said, "Just buy a mirror made by our family. It's not expensive. It only costs ten pieces of snow."
Gu Can smiled and said: "Ten pieces of snow are not cheap."
The girl's pretty face turned red, "Selling six snows to you is really worth the money."
Gu Can asked: "Will you sell five of them? It's a good time to open the door."
The girl hesitated for a moment, nodded, unwrapped the package, and took out a dressing mirror. The inscription was very elegant, the clouds resembled the clothes, the flowers resembled the face, and the mirror reflected the spring breeze gracefully.
Gu Can took out five snow coins from his sleeve and handed them to the girl.
Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand.
The girl lowered her gaze.
Ha, a small profit is worth a piece of snow!
Don't laugh, don't laugh.
Gu Can put away the dressing mirror, leaned against the wall, and looked across the street.
Gu Qingsong, whose real name is Xiancha, is a Jade Purity monk, the unnamed eldest disciple of Lu Chen, the third master of Bai Yujing. He is a guest of the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family. He lives incognito and served as a worshiper of the Fan family in Old Dragon City. It is said that he admires Mrs. Gui very much. He has a close relationship with Zhongtu. The patriarch of the Qingxuan Sect of Shenzhou, he has an irreversible relationship. He is famous all over the world. Although he has never won a fight, he has never lost a quarrel.
Gu Can thought for a while, then took a step forward and went directly back to the house, where he sat quietly and read a book.
As for the dressing mirror, it had been broken in the sleeve before.
Not to mention Gu Qingsong, Gu Can actually didn't care much about the life and death of his uncle Liu Chicheng, his senior brother Fu Xi, and even his senior aunt Han Qise.
The only person who can make Gu Can fall in love has not come yet.
Gu Can is not sure now whether he will come to see her even if he comes.
He suddenly put down his books, walked out of the house, came to the pond, looked down, and saw Gu Can in the water.
On a steep mountain road and a narrow path, three riders were riding slowly. There was a man wearing a bamboo hat and a bamboo sword. The first rider was riding alongside him. He was a young Confucian scholar, carrying a bamboo box on his back and holding a green bamboo cane in the other.
Behind the two horses followed an old man, who looked the most like a fairy. He was dressed in yellow, holding the horse's reins in one hand, and holding a cirrus-shaped handle in his hand. The wood was painted red and had the inscription "Lion's Roar" on it.
The old man whispered softly that there was nothing in the mountains, and there were many white clouds on the mountains. The old god was riding his horse in the mountains, looking forward to his glory.
The young Confucian scholar asked: "Ah Liang, it doesn't matter if we wander over there like this? Don't delay your participation in the discussion."
The mountain road went astray. The man seemed to be hurt by the horse's back. He raised his buttocks, took out his crotch, and said with a smile: "There are still six days to discuss the matter. It's only four to five hundred miles away. Let alone riding a horse, even riding a dog."
It’s too late.”
The three tall horses look extraordinary, but in fact they are all "bamboo horse talismans" on the mountain.
The young man complained: "What are you talking about? The old man is in the Ascension realm after all. He is in the same realm as you, so show some respect."
It was A Liang, Li Huai, and the Ascended Taoist Nen Taoist who followed the law and escorted Mr. Li Huai all the way. Nen Taoist enjoyed this and had no complaints, following Uncle Li around.
There is food and drink, and as long as you don’t have to worry about being struck by lightning for no reason or a flash of sword light, it’s already the fairy life of burning incense. In the past, it wouldn’t have dared to hang around with A Liang, and the young Taoist would have turned into a skinny Taoist.
Alright.
A Liang turned his head and looked at the ancestor of the mountain hunting dog in the world. In the history of the wild world, there have been hundreds of mountain gods who were forced to make this guy homeless. As long as it shows its true form,
The mountain peaks are like snowballs under its palm. All the landscape formations and the magical powers of the tiger are just like paper. Moreover, in this Ascension Realm, the ability to catch and kill opponents is actually quite good, in the wild world.
All of them can be ranked. Back then, Mr. Dong traveled the wild world single-handedly and returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi alive, but was chased and chewed by this guy all the way. If he hadn't been imprisoned by the old blind man in Shiwanda Mountain, the wild world would be the same now.
If the situation is allowed to run its course, a mountain higher than Tuoyue Mountain will probably be built in the wild world.
The young Taoist saw A Liang looking at his son with kind eyes, and immediately bowed his head, wishing he could sit down on the ground, and said with a flattering smile: "I'm not a fart in the Ascension Realm. After experiencing the Fourteenth Realm,
In front of the magnificent A-Liang, his state of mind must be at least doubled."
A Liang said with emotion: "It's a good thing that the Confucian Temple did not lift the ban on landscape newspapers. Otherwise, if we were rushing all the way to Wenjin Ferry, it would be difficult for you to find a latrine. By then, it would be late at night, shaking your buttocks like a lantern."
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After all, a little bit of news about the Confucian Temple meeting was leaked, and the Confucian Temple did not restrict the news too much. It is estimated that Shanshui Di News will be reopened after the meeting is completed.
Li Huai asked: "Ah Liang, why don't you wear that Confucian shirt?"
A Liang rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think that Mr. Yu will go out with a lot of talismans on his body?"
Li Huai asked doubtfully: "What's the truth?"
A Liang took off the jug and took a sip, "The truth is that too much is too much. So I have to restrain my heroic appearance, which is the same as your uncle Zuo who needs to restrain his sword energy. The only difference is that he restrains his left and right.
The sword energy is relatively easy, but it is harder for me to hide it."
Li Huai sneered: "Are you bragging again? A dog can't change its habit of eating shit?"
Suddenly feeling guilty, Li Huai turned his head, and the young Taoist immediately said seriously: "It's an honor to be able to eat the same thing as A Liang!"
A Liang was too lazy to talk nonsense and raised his fist, but without exerting any force, the old man in yellow flew backwards from the horse. The Ruyi came out of his hand and was caught by A Liang with his arm, and he skillfully put it into his sleeve.
The young Taoist rolled up and shook his shoulders slightly, shaking his clothes to disperse the dust.
Make money, make money.
If you give a handle of Ruyi, you can scold Ah Liang, and the young Taoist can give Ah Liang a basket.
Li Huai asked: "Why do we have to take this mountain road? It's nice to go down the official road, and it won't be so bumpy when riding a horse."
A Liang smiled and said: "There is an expert who lives here in seclusion. He will take you to visit so that you can know how popular brother A Liang is in the Middle-earth Divine Continent."
Li Huai said angrily: "I accompany you on such a long journey just to show off your popularity?!"
A Liang said with a smile: "You will benefit from me later, drink good wine, and see your beautiful sister. It will not be too late to thank me later."
Li Huai was doubtful.
If the mountain is high, there must be fairies, if the mountains are deep, there must be monsters, and if the water is deep, there must be dragons. But this mountain looks ordinary.
After about half an hour, riding up the mountain turned into going down the mountain.
Li Huai sneered.
A Liang, who was pretending to be calm, could only shout in his heart: "There is a friend here, please give me face, open the door and give me a cup of tea, and then leave after drinking."
The mountain sage replied simply: "I'm not here."
A Liang was anxious, "Don't worry, it doesn't matter whether you are here, Brother Yehou, as long as Sister Huang Juan is here."
The man seemed to have lost his patience and said, "Get out of here!"
A Liang had no choice but to use his trump card, "If you keep doing this, don't blame me for letting my dog scratch your door! The person next to me is not a light or heavy-handed person, so don't blame me for not being strict in control."
The man was just silent.
A Liang threatened: "I am a person who needs face the most. When I go around the world, I always respect others. If you lose my face today, don't blame me for helping you when I get to Wenjindu Panshui County later."
You make a name for yourself.”
In a secret realm of the Immortal Family with heavy restrictions, mountains and rivers depend on each other. There is the winding Dragon's Neck River, gurgling into a green mirror-like lake, like a dragon entering the water.
Not far away is the famous Standing Mirror Peak, which is as sharp as a knife. There are steep cliffs on both sides, and the ridge is thin. There is only a path left, and on the widest part of the mountain, there is only enough space to build a small house. Whenever the sun and moon shine,
Through the mountain peaks, the golden light penetrates into the lake like a long sword.
There are five great lakes in the world, and the water lords of the five lakes are of the same rank as the Dayue Mountain Gods of Suishan, Jiuyi Mountain, Juxu Mountain, and Yanzhi Mountain, as well as several Dadu Water Gods.
This place is the secret water palace of Lord Li Yehou of Jiaoyue Lake.
No different than those great mountain gods, the Sui Lord of Jiaoyue Lake has changed his identity several times. And compared to the other four lakes, the Sui Lord Temple of Jiaoyue Lake has the least incense, so the Sui Lord of Mirage Lake has always wanted to replace it.
It just hasn't been successful.
An elegant man was lying in the green bamboo corridor of a waterside pavilion. He was wearing a white coat with big sleeves and a mask. He was leaning on a snow-white porcelain pillow. He was holding an old yellowed cattail leaf fan and gently fanned the breeze.
The white porcelain pillow is the most precious treasure of the immortal family. It is a pillow for traveling to immortals. When you fall asleep on it, you can travel all over the world in your dreams.
In front of the man is a guqin and a stack of ancient books.
The piano on the left and the book on the right.
There are many inscriptions and seals on the pool inside the belly of the instrument, plus those small red seals and nine stacks of text seals, which are densely packed, showing that this thing has been passed down in an orderly manner.
The dragon pond is inscribed with Yu Lunpao in seal script, and the official script on the side is engraved with Green Qitai. In addition, the inscriptions still include "around the beam for eternity", "dakui world", "setting clouds and green pines, waning moon golden pivot", "I don't know where the water comes from,
Jumping through waves and going into trouble like thunder"...
If the mountains are high and there are no immortals, there will be spirits and monsters; if the ponds are deep and there are no dragons, there will be daffodils.
A short and strong man was walking on the lake slowly, walking on the ground and practicing boxing.
In the center of the lake, there is a water theater pavilion.
There was a woman in colorful clothes dancing gracefully on the stage.
In the corridor under the eaves, there is a row of ancient wooden bell stands, and a set of nine bronze bells hanging there. There is a girl in green and a boy in crimson gently ringing the bells according to the rhythm. The sound is as beautiful as the sound of nature.
Behind the man, on the waterside pavilion, there is a plaque reading "Book Warehouse".
A pair of couplets, thirty thousand toothpicks in the frame, and two thousand springs in the bamboo slips.
On the other side of the mountain road, Li Huai had no choice but to remind him: "A-Liang, if we keep walking like this, we will reach the foot of the mountain. Why, is it the immortal master friend in the mountain who has dozed off or just happened to go out for a wander?
?”
A Liang held up his bamboo hat and smiled.
He reached out and pressed the handle of the bamboo knife at his waist.
Damn it, this Marquis Li Ye doesn't drink wine as a penalty, so don't blame him for not remembering old friendships.
On the road ahead, there were ripples, like water ripples, like an invisible mirror standing out of thin air on the road. A Liang laughed loudly, clamped his horse's belly, galloped, and took the lead, one man and one horse, into the secret realm of the fairy mansion.
Li Huai and Nen Taoist rode up to catch up. In an instant, Li Huai found himself on a road beside a lake, only a few steps away from a waterside pavilion.
They each put away their horse charms. Li Huai was a little cautious and followed A Liang who was striding forward. Taoist Nin was busy looking around to see if there was any opportunity to gain some advantage and throw dirty water on A Liang.
How did you get your wealth? It can’t just fall from the sky. It’s all acquired through hard work.
Before entering the waterside pavilion corridor, A Liang sat down on the steps. He just kicked off his boots, frowned, and quickly put them on again.
Li Huai didn't know what this meant, so he had to follow suit and took off his boots and put them on again.
A Liang took off his bamboo hat, put it under his arm, leaned against the pillar, tiptoed the ground, looked at the graceful woman on the stage in the middle of the lake, his eyes were filled with resentment, and he murmured to himself: "Whenever the wind blows in the bamboo courtyard, the moon shines
Go up to the banana window, look at the scenery, and be fascinated by the dream."
He suddenly started counting with a smile: "Three, two, one!"
Li Huai was confused.
When A Liang counted to one, the woman in colorful clothes on the stage in the center of the lake suddenly stopped and looked at the waterside pavilion by the lake, "The dog thief shall die!"
A Liang smiled and said: "Li Huai, how about it?"
Li Huai asked: "How about what?"
A Liang clicked his tongue and said, "A little separation is better than a newlywed. Fighting means kissing and scolding means loving each other. You don't understand this?"
Dressed in colorful clothes, he floated over, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced the man's head.
Ah Liang actually closed his eyes and assumed a posture of waiting for death.
The figure was hovering outside the railing. The woman was stunned. She obviously didn't expect that A Liang would not hide or hide. She hesitated for a moment and then stabbed him with the sword.
The tip of the sword only slightly touched the forehead of the deceived disciple, only leaving a few scratches, and she had already sheathed the sword.
Unexpectedly, the man made a plop and fell to the ground. Then he started to hold his head in his hands and rolled on the floor in the corridor. He was still shouting vigorously, as if to cheer himself up, "A good man bleeds but does not shed tears. Ah Liang, you have to be strong."
You must not lose your heroic spirit with Sister Huang Juan..."
Li Huai was amazed.
The young Taoist admired him endlessly.
The Lord of the Lake, Li Yehou, had already stood up, took off his mask and put it in his sleeves, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. He did not look old, but his eyes were deep and weathered. The Lord of the Lake in white, who lived in seclusion here, had an outstanding appearance and a slightly depressed mood.
, but it doesn’t make people feel depressed.
Li Huai glanced at the immortal master, and then looked at A Liang who had rolled all the way to the white porcelain pillow. He was occupying the magpie's nest by him. He leaned on the pillow, crossed his legs, spread his hands and feet, and shouted
Being frivolous and frivolous.
Marquis Li Ye was too lazy to look at A Liang, but nodded to Li Huai and Nen Taoist.
Li Huai quickly bowed and saluted, "Shanya Academy, Confucian scholar Li Huai."
The old man in yellow smiled and introduced himself: "Ren Taoist, I am the servant of Mr. Li's family."
Li Yehou was a little surprised.
How come a young Confucian scholar from the Cliff Academy of Aquarius Continent is accompanied by an Ascended Realm... servant of a great demon?
The woman in colorful clothes floated down in the corridor, holding a long sword, and shouted angrily: "A Liang, make way for my master!"
The short and capable man who practiced boxing on the lake also came to the waterside pavilion, but he didn't say anything bad to A Liang.
A Liang turned sideways, with his back to the railing of the waterside pavilion, assuming a posture that he thought he was lying on the jade mountain, as if he was angry with the woman, and said in a plaintive voice: "No."
As the top-ranked woman in the bright moonlight lake, she was named Huang Juan on the golden and jade genealogy of Shuijun Mansion. She liked to eat silverfish throughout her life.
As for the water ghost heroic spirit, his name is Jia Qing, and he was a ten-level warrior during his lifetime.
, now his status is equivalent to that of the chief guest of Jiaoyue Lake.
Huang Juan stepped forward quickly and slashed with his sword.
A Liang stood on the ground with one hand, his head on the ground and his feet in the air. After dodging a sword, he bent his elbows, exerted slight force, turned around, sat cross-legged, and snapped his fingers.
No movement.
A Liang snapped his fingers again.
Still no difference.
A Liang turned to look at Li Yehou, who was standing on the railing, and laughed loudly: "Brother Yehou, you are half the host. Let me take a look at the scenery around the ferry."
Li Yehou waved his sleeves, and a landscape painting appeared on the lake. The mountains were undulating, and there were dots of light. They were as big as lanterns and as small as mustard seeds. They were very different. They were the qi-seeking skills of the gods of the mountains and rivers. Every gleam of light was like practicing qi one by one.
scholar.
A Liang leaned forward and held his chin with one hand, "There are a few people from Luzhou, Beiju."
Li Yehou remained silent. This was all arranged by the Chinese Confucian Temple. He was a small lake king, so it was hard to comment.
A Liang asked: "Is Mr. Pei here?"
Li Yehou held the yellowed cattail leaf fan in his hand, fanned it gently, and said: "We were not invited by the Confucian Temple, and Pei Min never showed up on his own initiative."
A Liang asked again: "Monk Mingran from Xuankong Temple?"
Li Yehou said: "Here we come. The figures of Buddhism and Taoism, as well as the ancestors of hundreds of schools of thought, as well as the gods of mountains and rivers including Suishan, will not stay near the four ferry crossings whether they participate in the discussion or not. The Confucian Temple has other arrangements and will not prohibit them.
They go there to visit friends. But there are not many people who are really willing to visit."
A Liang rubbed his chin and said in wonder: "We have called everyone here, but most of them may not be able to participate in the discussion. Watching the ceremony does not count, so the trip is destined to be in vain? Why do you feel that the Confucian Temple is a little tempered this time?"
A Liang asked: "That boy from Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple?"
He is the only local Immortal Realm sword cultivator in Aquarius Continent and a military monk from Fengxue Temple. He has also been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and showed great talent in the Battle of Dali Capital. Logically speaking, he is qualified to participate in the discussion.
Li Yehou shook his head and said: "I didn't come. The number of places for military strategists in the Confucian Temple was limited, so the Wei and Jin Dynasties took the initiative to give the opportunity to a young man named Xu Bai."
A Liang smiled and said: "That kid nicknamed 'Young Jiang Taigong'? Xu Xian?"
Li Yehou nodded lightly.
A Liang rubbed his hands and said: "Good guy, let me play a few games with him, and I will earn the nickname 'Old Jiang Taigong'! This game with him is a small game, and it is destined to go down in history!"
Li Yehou leaned against the railing, gently swaying the cattail leaf fan, and looked at the man who was eager to try. The Middle-earth Divine Continent will not stop in the future.
There are some immortal sects in the Middle-earth Divine Continent who have no character at all. They are the mountain monks with the best record in the world, the top ten young men in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, and the top ten most popular with women in the world.
All the monks, without exception, have this A-Liang. Fortunately, the sales of these landscape newspapers are often poor, so it is probably because someone put a knife to their necks, so they have to bite the bullet and deal with this stupid thing.
A Liang looked at the little dwarf named Jiaqing, who had no choice but to throw out a pot of his own Bright Moon Wine.
A Liang said angrily: "Zha Qing, thank you for the fact that I taught you a few unique boxing techniques, and it's just a bottle of wine. Your conscience has been eaten by a young Taoist?!"
That is to say, there are outsiders, otherwise Li Huai will strangle A Liang's neck to shut him up.
During that study trip, Li Huai was the youngest, so he often rode on A-Liang's neck, yelling, "Go, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive", shaking a pair of straw sandals, asking A Liang to run faster.
The ten-level martial artist who appeared as a ghost had no choice but to throw two more bottles of wine over. The black tiger dug out the heart, fished the moon from the bottom of the sea, and the monkey picked peaches. Haha, what a good boxing technique.
A Liang moved his buttocks, sat in front of the guqin, took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, suddenly grabbed the wine bottle, took a sip, suddenly shivered, as if a ghost had taken possession of him, and began to play the guqin, his head
Swaying and swaying, A Liang was intoxicated by himself.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the waterside pavilion was a little subtle. The little monsters who had rang the bell covered their ears one by one.
Li Huai couldn't stand it anymore. The key was seeing the Fairy in Color Clothes' face livid and the tip of her sword trembling slightly. It was estimated that she might take action at any time. Li Huai coughed quickly. A Liang pressed the strings with both hands and turned around and said doubtfully: "Fuck it!"
Well?"
Li Huai raised a palm and wiped his neck, reminding you that it's almost enough. Otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood after you leave this place.
A Liang sighed, they are all rough people, they don't understand the elegant meaning of strings.
A Liang picked up the wine bottle, sniffed it, and asked: "Where is Tongyezhou?"
Marquis Li Ye said: "Wei Ying, the new head of the Jade Guizong, and Wu Shu, the martial sage, are the only two people. Wu Shu came to Wenjin Ferry together with the descendants of the Nan Posuo Confucian Chen family."
A Liang frowned.
Huang Juan gritted his teeth and said, "Liu Qi is here too this time!"
A Liang felt a little guilty and said, "I know him, but he doesn't know me either."
That Liu Qi is a little older. He went to Qingming Tianxia again and stayed in a land of poetry and bliss without moving.
She said angrily: "Then you had the nerve to claim to be Liu Qi's best friend?!"
A Liang said angrily, "At that time, I was drunk with wine and beautiful women on a moonlit night. How could I bear it? When I was drunk, I couldn't take it seriously."
She sneered and said: "I'm looking forward to this meeting. After you met Liu Qi and Su Zi, you had no shame in greeting the two seniors!"
Huang Juan, the water officer of Jiaoyue Lake, admired Liu Qilang the most.
So when A Liang visited the Secret Water Mansion for the first time, the man swore that he and Liu Qi were close friends, and she took it seriously.
How could she imagine that a mountain immortal master who was a guest and even drank with the host would be so shameless? And I heard that this man was a descendant of a saint and the most scholarly scholar in the world!
A Liang quickly found a way to make up for his past mistakes and said sternly: "Sister Huang Juan, don't be anxious and angry. I know a young junior whose character, appearance, and talent are not inferior to Liu Qi in the slightest. From a distance, he looks like A Liang."
's reputation!"
Li Huai kicked A Liang.
A Liang asked doubtfully: "What, brother-in-law, you want me to introduce you to Sister Huang Juan?"
She looked confused, not knowing who the person A Liang was talking about was.
Li Yehou smiled and explained: "If you guessed correctly, that young man is the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall."
She immediately became awe-struck.
They were too lazy to care about the fact that A Liang couldn't spit out ivory.
Bai Ye travels to Fuyao Continent with his sword as the opening chapter. Zheng Juzhong from Baidi City rushes to Fuyao Continent and ends the chess game on one continent alone. Chen Chun'an, a mellow scholar in Nanbosu Continent, intercepts Liu Cha. The battle situation in the central part of Aoping Continent. As well as the earlier battlefield, Jian
The fierce fighting at the Great Wall of Qi lasted for many years.
Nowadays, almost everyone among the monks on the mountaintops has had their own replay. No matter which entry point they choose, they will never be able to bypass the Great Wall of Sword Qi and Aquarius Continent. Everyone has their own opinions on the heroes from all walks of life who emerged from the sky.
, for example, Huang Juan admired a young man from a foreign country who was able to gain a firm foothold on the Sword Qi Great Wall and also served as a hidden official. Not only did he hold back the armies of the barbaric world for several years, but the key was that the war lasted longer.
On the contrary, there were more living people, which ultimately helped Feisheng City leave more kendo seeds.
Just by saying this, she couldn't help but sincerely admire the young hidden official who had never been masked before.
Because there are 10,000 to 20,000 more people in Haoran World, and 10,000 to 20,000 people in Ascension City in the fifth world are two completely different concepts.
The tough man asked curiously: "Back then, when we selected the top ten young people in the world, the young hidden official was now a mountain top warrior?"
"There's nothing I can do. I taught that kid some boxing skills. Famous teachers give birth to great disciples."
A Liang put his fingers together and pointed at his own eyes, "This is called the eye of wisdom as bright as a torch!"
Li Huai coughed.
A Liang understood immediately and asked, "Isn't Chen Ping'an here yet?"
Li Yehou shook his head, "According to what the Confucian Temple said, Chen Ping'an mistakenly entered a night boat while traveling to Luzhou in Beiju. Ning Yao flew up to the vast world with his sword and found the ferry with the help of the celestial swords.
After that, there was no news about her or Chen Pingan."
A Liang stretched out his thumb, wiped the corners of his mouth, suppressed his smile, and said with deep eyes, "This is a little troublesome. It's easy to miss the meeting."
Li Huai was a little worried. Could it be that after all the hard work, he still couldn't see Chen Ping'an in the end?
Li Huai whispered: "A-Liang, is there nothing you can do?"
A Liang shook his head, "It's too hard to find, there's not much else."
That ferry is very good at hiding its traces and is extremely difficult to find.
Master Fu has boarded a night ferry twice, and he has both good and bad comments about this ferry. The old master once also had a very vivid metaphor. Compared with the vast world, the ferry boat wanders unsteadily on the sea, just like
In ordinary people's houses, there is such a mosquito. As long as it does not actively buzz and scream, it is difficult to find it.
Some people asked curiously, could it be that the Holy Master and the Ritual Saint were also unable to find the whereabouts of the ferry?
The old master laughed heartily and said, I was just talking about how the two of them viewed the ferry. As for ordinary people, they try their luck to board the ferry and get off based on their knowledge.
Someone was lucky enough to get on and off the ship. Afterward, he was filled with emotion. If he had known that there was such a ship, I would have destroyed the books of hundreds of scholars.
On the ferry, we pay attention to the exchange of opportunities. Everything is a bridge or a ferry. The customs clearance documents are the knowledge of passers-by, which is equivalent to holding a sum of money to buy the way. So a night sailing ship is like
The great road of learning in the world is manifested, and the most valuable place in the world for learning is this ferry.
Huang Juan smiled and talked about the women one after another, "Ms. Qingshenshan, the female immortal Congqian, the Flower Goddess of the Blessed Land of Hundreds of Flowers..."
A Liang turned a deaf ear. If their love lasted for a long time, how could they stay together day and night?
Li Huai said in surprise: "A-Liang, you have pursued so many women? You think you are fishing for fish and casting a wide net."
A Liang raised his hands, stroking his thin hair from bottom to top, "It's still a matter of debate who is chasing who."
Marquis Li Ye said with a smile: "Except for the small number of people at the east ferry, the other three places, Panshui County, Yuanyangzhu, and Aotou Mountain, are about to hold three elegant gatherings. The three sponsors are Aaizhou Liu, Yu Panshui,
The Flower Master of Baihua Blessed Land, Yu Panshui, mainly attracted Mrs. Qingshenshan and the Liu Qicao group who were traveling with the lady, so the momentum is not small."
Li Yehou roughly stated the destination of the invitations from the three parties. The Yuanyangzhu elegant gathering held by Liu Jubao invited members of the Longxiang Sword Sect, as well as Huolong Zhenren from Luzhou in Beiju, Sword Immortal Baishang, and the Emperor of the Dayuan Dynasty.
, National Preceptor Yang Qingke, Liu Hui from Fuyao Continent, Cong Qian and Qin Zao from Liuxia Continent.
Because of Mrs. Qingshenshan, Yu Panshui invited Fu Lu Yuxuan, a large group of yellow and purple nobles from the Tianshi Mansion led by the Great Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, Zhao Tianlai, a sky fox, and Huan Sha, whose alias was Jiuniang.
Madam. There are also Pei Bei, Cao Ci from Daduan Dynasty, and Yunlin Jiang from Aquarius Continent.
In addition to Madam Qingzhong of Lushuikeng, the party hosted by Baihua Blessing also invited Su Zi, the lord of Baidi City Zheng Juzhong, Huai Yin, Tongye Zhouyu Guizong Wei Ying, and Wu Sheng Wu Sheng.
Naturally, there was no shortage of fine wine at the banquet, but I believe that everyone who attended the party was definitely not going for Xianjia Liquor, even though there would definitely be Qingshenshan Liquor, Baihua Niang, and Hansu Liquor on the wine table.
However, a certain guy whom A Liang calls "a strict dog-legger" would probably be an exception.
"So many drinking parties?! Just to give me a break?"
Ah Liang immediately became energetic and said in high spirits: "Okay, okay, I am so touched. I never thought that after not returning to my hometown for several years, my fellow villagers, sisters, and brothers would value me, Ah Liang, more and more! It's a pity that there is only one Ah Liang, but
Don’t fight until you’re bloody. It’s best to stagger the three drinking parties. Brother Yehou, please say hello to them quickly and say I’ll be there immediately..."
Marquis Li Ye ignored this argument at all and just said: "Nowadays, many people think that south of the Jianqi Great Wall, there is a wild dragon stinging, and the world is full of deer."
A Liang stood up, walked around the guqin and books, carried a wine bottle in one hand, and patted the railing with the other, looking at the calm lake, "One by one, the wild waves are climbing up the rainbow, hoping to reach the sky. How can there be such a simple good thing?"
A Liang finished the wine in the pot and handed it to Hu Jun beside him. Li Yehou took the wine pot. A Liang took the cattail leaf fan in his hand and fanned it vigorously. "Okay, everyone is going crazy to avoid the summer heat. If you are willing to work hard, just
Go and get busy. Anyway, brother A Liang and I won’t cause any trouble, my chest will be empty, and I will feel lighter when I have nothing to do. It’s the ultimate coolness.”
A Liang patted the railing and said, "Let's go!"
Huang Juan saw the guy who had no idea what shame was, and as expected, it was no surprise at all. He stretched his hands around his back, holding the cattail leaf fan against his back, and then kept moving. Anyway, he always faced his master, hiding the cattail leaf fan, and walked around.
After walking around for half a circle, he said goodbye and ran away.
She was about to chase her with her sword, but Li Yehou waved his hand, "Why bother with a half-bald man?"
The strong man was a little confused: "Why does A Liang seem to be taller this time without his hair?"
Li Yehou reminded: "Boots."
Zhi Qing had a look of surprise on his face, and quietly glanced down at his boots.
The woman in colorful clothes said in shock: "Does this guy have any shame?!"
The short man immediately raised his head and echoed seriously: "It's shameless."
On the road, just as A Liang was about to take out the walking talisman, Li Huai stretched out his hand and strangled his neck.
A Liang slapped Li Huai's arm and said aggrievedly: "Brother Li Huai, what are you doing?!"
Li Huai increased his strength and said with a smile: "I have a long face. Today, sir, I have a long face. When we get to Panshui County, we will go our separate ways. Don't say you know me."
A Liang had no choice but to stand on tiptoes, stretch his neck, pat his chest and promise: "No problem, I tell everyone I don't know Li Huai when I meet them."
Li Huai laughed angrily, leaning back, and A Liang almost lifted his feet off the ground.
It is estimated that Yu Panshui burst into tears when he saw this scene.
The young Taoist's admiration for Li Huai arose spontaneously. His young master was extraordinary, a dragon and a phoenix among men!
First he kicked the old blind man, and then he strangled A Liang's neck. The key was that neither of them could fight back!
Li Huai let go and asked a question, "How many people are participating in the discussion?"
A Liang hesitated for a moment and said in his heart: "Actually, there are two meetings. One has more people, the other has less people, so there will be very few."
There are still two days until the Confucian Temple meeting.
Merit Forest.
The old scholar was sitting on a stone bench, muttering to himself about whether all the people in the Confucian Temple had to eat hard food, but he couldn't find a night boat.
However, a quick calculation showed that Zuo Zuo and Jun Qian were almost there.
Being bored, the old scholar played chess with himself.
The restriction suddenly opened, and the old scholar turned his head to look, and saw two very familiar figures.
Liu Shiliu's founding disciple, the little spirit was temporarily placed elsewhere. After all, Merit Forest is not an ordinary place.
Zuo Zuo and Jun Qian bowed at the same time and said, "I've met you, sir."
The old scholar failed to see the disciple he wanted to see most, so he turned his head and stared at the chess game, pretending not to see or hear.
After a while, the two disciples still couldn't bow to each other. The old scholar suddenly smiled and waved his hands vigorously: "What are you doing there? Come on, come on, let's have a chat with the gentleman."
Jun Qian planned to walk behind her husband, but she was called junior brother from the left and right, so she had to sit on the stone bench opposite her husband.
Unexpectedly, the old scholar stood up, gave up his position to the left and right, and said that you brothers are not common, so you can play a game of chess.
The old scholar gave random instructions on the chess game while walking slowly around the table, patting his left and right shoulders and patting Jun Qian's head.
The old man didn't say much.
After a game of chess, the old scholar took a look at the chess game, put his hands behind his back, and was very satisfied. Under his guidance, the two disciples played an extremely exquisite chess game.
Here at the Confucian Temple, it was extremely rare that several restrictions were opened in succession, and then a rainbow-colored figure appeared, and it was able to go straight to the Merit Forest.
The old scholar suddenly raised his head.
Dressed in a green shirt, with a jade hairpin on his head, and a sword on his back, he traveled far and wide.
Chen Ping'an, the swordsman in green shirt, bowed and said: "Disciple Chen Ping'an, I would like to pay my respects to you, sir."
The old scholar stepped forward quickly and grasped the arm of the closed disciple tightly with both hands.
Zuo Zuo and Jun Qian both stood up.
The old man said softly: "Very good, very good."
In fact, there were only two people personally invited by the Li Sheng to discuss matters at the Confucian Temple.
One has been practicing Taoism for more than 20,000 years. The other is only forty-two years old now.
White Pond.
Chen Ping'an, a hidden official from the literary sage lineage.