The moon bends and shines on Jiuzhou.

In the Lvzong temple in Daliyuzhou, the moonlight shines through the window like reading a book. On the table, on a sheet of paper with a slightly astringent material, is written the phrase "stay away from upside-down dreams".

The Bamboo Branch School cut the river near Yushan, and the out-of-the-way acquaintances were fishing in the upstream. There was a young Taoist priest in the downstream. He threw his rod into the water, ha, he caught the big fish from the leeway.

In Changning County, the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, in a mansion with a courtyard full of flowers, Yuefei Xuan is shining brightly, and a woman has finished painting her brows and drawing hibiscus. Both people and the moon are charming.

On the first floor of the Bamboo Building in Luoluo Mountain, Chen Ping'an in a green shirt blew out the reading lamp and walked out of the bamboo building.

The moon is white and the wind is clear, and the pine waves are like the sound of heaven.

On this mountain and cliff not far from Hehuan Mountain, in addition to the juvenile-looking protector of the country from Qingxing Kingdom, there is also the white-haired and white-haired owner of the Zhang family in Tiancao County, and the female swordsman Zhang Caiqin. The young swordsman repaired Zhang Yu's feet, and the halberd and bearded frog belly of the Zhang family worshipped Qi and drums, and the golden body was a warrior. Female disciple Lu Mo. The female cultivator of the Jinque faction is in the Qingfeng lineage, Jinlui. There is also an outsider, a girl from Fengle Town at the foot of Hehuan Mountain. Her name is Ni Qing, and her Taoist name is "Qingni". She is carrying an oil-paper umbrella and a cotton wrap.

There are constantly radiant messenger papers in the night sky, one after another delivering information to the mountains. The troops and horses from all walks of life are advancing in an orderly manner. The momentum is like a broken bamboo. Disciple Zhao Fuyang is already a turtle in a urn.

At this moment, the ripples outside the cliff swayed like wind and water.

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown appeared out of thin air. After appearing outside the cliff, the Taoist priest stepped towards the cliff stone and stood still.

It could have come here quietly, so the ripples of spiritual energy that were deliberately affected are like greetings, knocking on the door with the hosts, and reminding the other party that there are guests coming.

But Qi Gu and the others were still taken aback, mistakenly thinking that they were assassins jumping over the wall at Hehuan Mountain.

Just waiting for Qi Gu to see clearly the other party's Taoist attire, he calmed down a little, just took a closer look, looked at the Taoist crown on the other side's head, and made sure that he didn't see the dazzling eyes, and Qi Gu instantly raised a heart to his throat. , a little overwhelmed for a while.

With this kind of Taoist crown system, which is not common on the mountain, it can be determined that its legal lineage must come from Baiyujing Nanhuacheng.

Zhang Qiong is a little better than Qi Gu. I have never seen such a veritable mountain cultivator in my life, let alone getting along so closely. After thinking about it, I cupped my fists and said, "Zhang from Tiancao County. Qiong, I have seen Cao Tianjun."

In the vast world, in addition to the few Taoist temples of the Shengao Sect whose incense has withered almost to nothing, there are only two Taoist veins, the Aquarius Island Lingfei Temple, and the Beiju Luzhou Qingliang Sect. Taoist priests are qualified to wear this Taoist crown. . Cheng Qian and Zhang Qiong, two golden elixir and earth immortals, had both participated in the war, so they recognized the identity of this Taoist at a glance. He was the old master of Lingfei Temple in the south, Tianjun Cao Rong, and he was even more so. He is one of the direct disciples of Bai Yujing Headmaster Lu who stayed in the Haoran world.

Just before Lingfei Temple was elevated from Taoist temple to Taoist palace, Cao Rong stepped down as the master of the temple and went down the mountain to wander.

Cao Rong bowed his head and returned the salute with a smile. He didn't despise Zhang Qiong just because he was just a Jindan cultivator. He smiled and said, "I've seen Daoyou Zhang."

Especially the Qingfeng Cheng Qian, who met this Taoist Heavenly Monarch who had been brilliant in the battle of the Old Dragon City, without saying a word, performed a rare Taoist ceremony.

Three ceremonies and nine kowtows, the young-looking Qingxingguo protector of the country, knelt on the ground and bowed his hands to the ground, but his head did not touch the bottom.

Cheng Qian knelt down and said aloud: "The contemporary head of the Jinque faction, Cheng Qian, who is on the green peak, pays a visit to Patriarch Zheng!"

Cao Rong is a pseudonym, his real name is Zheng Ze, and his Taoist name is "Tian Rui". Zheng Ze, who was born in Qidi, used to be a poetry collector.

These secrets will only be revealed on the golden jade genealogy of Lingfei Temple. Lingfei Temple has always been strict and strict, and who would dare to disclose such secrets of the ancestors to the outside world.

It is only because the Jinque faction and Lingfeiguan have such an "incense love" that Cheng Qian, who is the current head of the family, can only know the inside story through the word of mouth of the heads of the previous generations.

Cao Rong stretched out a palm, raised it a little, and said indifferently, "Get up."

In the face of Cheng Qian, a disciple and grandson of his own Taoism, Cao Rong was not so amiable.

At the same time, Cao Rong said in his heart: "Cheng Qian, just now on the side of Pomo Peak, the head teacher Zun personally issued a decree to allow you, the founder of the Jinque Sect, to restore the identity of the Taoist priest of Lingfei Guan. In the future, you Jinque Sect and Ling Feiguan, even if it is a family, the ancestral home is in Baiyujing Nanhuacheng."

Facing the unmasked patriarch Zheng Ze, Cheng Qian bowed his head without touching the ground, not because of lack of respect for this Cao Tianjun, but because the incense of the Jinque faction has lasted for so many years, and he has never been able to communicate with Lingfei. Watching "recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestry", so when he saw Zheng Ze, Cheng Qian would salute like this.

Cao Rong naturally benefited from this.

Jin Dan Chengqian is indeed a manufacturable material.

Cheng Qian was horrified when he heard that "Master Zhang Zun" also appeared in Splashing Mo Peak. Rao is Cheng Qian, whose Taoist heart is as tough as a rock, and he can't help but be very excited. There are waves in the heart lake, but he is trying his best to stabilize the Taoist heart. He still looks solemn on the surface, facing the direction of Splashing Mofeng, and kneels again. This time It's the forehead that touches the ground, making a thud.

Cao Rong nodded in approval.

To say that tonight in the Hehuan Mountains, this turmoil of great meritorious wars, at its root, is actually an "internal strife" that occurred in one's own Taoism.

Cheng Qian is the person who respects the teacher the most. It is only because Zhao Fuyang, who was removed from the genealogy of the Jinque faction, is entrenched in Hehuan Mountain, and he dares to act arrogantly. Cheng Qian only had the murderous and cruel words, "Whoever obeys without this way will die for his sins."

Lu Chen chatted with Cao Rong about this casually before. Although he made fun of it, he complained that Cheng Qian, a little bastard, had caused him a lot of trouble.

But Cao Rong knew very well that Master still had some appreciation for Cheng Qian.

Cao Rong glanced at Lu Mo. According to Master's statement, three thousand years ago, she used to be a grooming maid beside an old friend, and she was extremely loyal.

This life is a female warrior, just because Lu Mo was in the poor alley of Fengle Town, Lu Chen, who was reunited after a long absence but did not know each other, let out a light sigh. With the roots of the earth immortal with golden branches and jade leaves, he has the capital to transfer to practice immortality.

Regarding Lu Mo, and the Shi Yuan in the Dragon King Temple in Baihua Lake, Master has made arrangements.

Especially the small town girl with the Taoist name Qingni, the master is quite attentive. As for how to end it, after all, it is Cao Rong, a disciple, who has to share his worries for the master.

Cheng Qian stood up and remained silent. He didn't even dare to speculate where Zhangjiao Lu was at the moment.

Cao Rong continued to say in his heart: "There is no way for good or bad, but people call them by themselves. The teacher in charge is here in person. It is because of your sincerity and your spirit."

Cheng Qian bowed his head silently, as a sincere return to the words of praise from the ancestors.

It's just that Cao Rong's so-called "you two" made the very smart Cheng Qian instantly understand that on the Hehuan Mountain side, it was probably not his turn to clean up the door.

Before Cao Rong was on the top of Pomo Peak, he had used his magical powers to watch Zhao Fuyang's moral appearance from a distance. Somewhat dragon-like.

In terms of cultivating aptitude, Zhao Fuyang is indeed excellent, and looking at the mountains and rivers of the Aquarius Continent, it is considered excellent.

Zhang Caiqin and the group of worshipping Qi Gu, after learning the prominent identity of the Taoist priest, hurriedly bowed to Cao Tianjun, Cao Rong smiled again and returned the salute to everyone.

Cao Rong said: "The soldiers and horses of all countries have been carefully planning for a long time. The encirclement and suppression of Hehuan Mountain is already an arrow from the string. The matter has come to this point, and the poor road does not dare to let you retreat, so the forces of all parties can follow the instructions. The given itinerary, all the way to Fengle Town at the foot of Hehuan Mountain. However, on Hehuan Mountain, Xiangjun of Lingfei Palace, Wen Shenxuan, Jinxian Temple Xingzi, all three of them are already in Fanwan Mansion, and they will give Qingxingguo a gift at that time. His Majesty the Emperor and Mrs. Zhang from Tiancao County explained that Pindao will stay here until noon, and if you are not satisfied with the result, no matter who you are, you can come here to ask Pindao for an explanation."

This is equivalent to a Taoist heavenly monarch making a final conclusion on this storm.

Cao Rong's words were extremely polite, saying "don't dare", not to mention that old Jianghu like Zhang Caiqin and Qi Gu didn't believe it, I'm afraid even young girls like Jinluo and Ni Qing who had no experience would not believe it.

Cheng Qian naturally would not have any objections.

Zhang Qiong frowned slightly, but said nothing.

"If you want to blame it, you can blame the poor Lingfei Palace. The discipline of the children is not strict, so Zhao Fuyang's actions are made."

Having said this, Cao Rong laughed at himself: "As written in a book on ghosts and monsters that is popular in the market at the foot of the mountain, it seems that there are ghosts with roots and ways to come, and when something happens, there is a way out."

Zhang Qiong smiled, and the old man's brows stretched a little.

Zhao Fuyang has been away from the Jinque faction for many years, not to mention the fact that the Jinque faction is not the descendant of Lingfei Palace, so it is impossible to blame it on the head of Lingfei Palace.

Cao Tianjun was able to say that, which means that he took the initiative to take responsibility for the smoky Hehuan Mountain, which was considered kind.

Cao Rong continued: "Next, Lingfei Palace will open a dojo here. The size of the dojo will depend on what you will discuss in the future. The palace master Xiangjun is going to spend money to buy some hills with you. As for the price, the two sides will negotiate. If you can't agree, let it go, don't force it. If you can negotiate and the sale is done, that's the best thing. In the future, the dojo will join several surrounding countries, including Qingxing Kingdom, to see the fate of the Dharma, and receive disciples."

Zhang Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, Cao Tianjun and Lingfei Palace's behavior was indeed sincere, and it was regarded as a few steps for the imperial court of several countries and their Tiancao County Zhang family. Otherwise, Cao Rong doesn't have to show his face at all, just let the ancestor of Xiangjun quietly take Zhao Fuyang and others away, where does he need to talk to him here, Zhang Qiong, with a little bit of nonsense.

Cao Rong said in a heartfelt voice: "Friend Zhang, there is an elixir here in Pindao, which is of little use. Xiangjun will bring it to Fellow Daoist Zhang later."

Zhang Qiong was greatly surprised, "I won't be rewarded without merit, is this Cao Tianjun?"

Cao Rong's so-called "little usefulness", even if Cao Rong didn't reveal the name of the medicine pill, Zhang Qiong was very clear that this unprovoked gift was definitely not light.

To put it horribly, the general panacea, the dignified Taoist Heavenly Monarch, the direct disciple of Lu Zhangjiao, can you give it away?

Cao Rong explained with a smile: "Pin Dao has a friend who admires Zhang Daoyou very much. He said that the more earth immortal seniors like Zhang Daoyou, in Aquarius, the better. He also said that a family has a family style, and the wider the family, The more you can influence the atmosphere of other surnames. In addition, Xiangjun has not had much experience going down the mountain, and he has not dealt with the imperial court many times, so she is inevitably inexperienced. When she opens a dojo here in the future, she will be neighbors with the Zhang family in Tiancao County. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, since ancient times, both up and down the mountain, if you have Lao Daoyou Zhang, you should give Xiangjun a little more advice. You might as well say a few ugly words to her, lest Xiangjun rely on Taoism and realm to do things, no matter what, eight Face leaking."

Zhang Qiong hesitated for a while, no longer being hypocritical, and smiled: "Then I have the cheek to accept this heavy gift, and I would like to thank Cao Tianjun here."

It's just that Lao Jindan is inevitably surprised. Since he is Cao Tianjun's friend, why would he call himself "senior"?

Thinking of the previous trip between Zhang Caiqin and Hong Yangbo, as well as the hospitality of Luopao Mountain, Zhang Qiong, the old golden pill, knew Yayi when he heard the string, and immediately had a guess in his heart.

But in fact, Cao Rong just found a reason to give away the medicine pill.

To send charcoal in the snow for Zhang Qiong, whose birthday is approaching, and add icing on the cake to the young hidden official in Luopo Mountain.

Probably this is the reason why Cao Rong is so popular on the top of the mountain.

Zhang Qiong said: "The younger generation thinks about it and thinks about it, but if you don't spit it out, you still have to ask Cao Tianjun a question that will hurt the scenery."

Cao Rong has already guessed the other party's thoughts, and said frankly: "Zhao Fuyang will be taken by Xiangjun to Lingfei Palace to think about it behind closed doors. If nothing else, he will become a direct disciple of Pindao."

At the same time, Cao Rong isolated a side of the world, and then took out a long scroll of time that could be said to be a "fake" from his sleeve. It was a parting gift from the master Lu Chen, and he just told Cao Rong to show it to Zhang Qiong. .

In this picture, there is neither Chen Ren, a young man with a sword on his back, nor a young Taoist priest holding a green bamboo stick to climb the mountain. Zhao Fuyang successfully rolled up the mountain and turned from a snake into a mountain dragon. The Taoist priest Yu Chunzhi also entered the Nascent Soul Realm. .

Zhang Qiong finally relieved after reading the time-travel chart alone, "Junior no longer has any problems."

Cao Rong put away the picture scroll, removed the magical power, and laughed in his heart: "That's good."

Then Cao Rong turned his head to look at the female warrior, "Lü Mo, there is an opportunity on the mountain waiting for you at the Longwang Temple in Baihua Lake. You can go there or not, for half a year, and it won't be out of date."

In the end, Cao Rong looked away, looking at the dark and thin girl, but he laughed in his heart: "Your name is Ni Qing, right? You have a relationship with the poor master, and the master has an order, so let me take you up the mountain. Cultivation, are you willing?"

The girl asked timidly, "Dare to ask who Cao Tianjun's master is, have I met him?"

Cao Rong smiled and said, "You have already met, the person you think is the least likely to be him."

In the human world, there are people who are truly invincible and fighting, and Huayang Palace is so lonely, so taciturn, even if they don't speak, they can reject people who are thousands of miles away.

There is also the sage of ritual, the headmaster of Bai Yujing, Kou Ming, and Zhao Tianlai, the celestial master of Longhu Mountain.

There is still Zheng in the middle of Baidicheng, and Cui Yu, the embroidered tiger, seems to be an existence that everyone wants to stay away from.

All in all, each has its own distinct character and style.

But there are also excellent talkers like his master Lu Chen, and the old scholar, Xuan Duguan Sun Huaizhong.

The girl's next question surprised Cao Rong, "Cao Tianjun, who is the young man beside him? It's the one who wears straw sandals on his back."

Cao Rong smiled and said, "Chen Pingan, the owner of Luopao Mountain, is also the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

The girl opened her mouth wide, her face full of disbelief.

It's him? how is this possible? !

That "juvenile" is clearly a liar who speaks and does things indifferently.

But if it's really him, isn't he the Sword Immortal who Sister Zhou and Uncle Liu recite over and over and drink more wine every time they mention each other's names?

I remember that she had heard it a lot before, and couldn't help but joke, saying the name "Chen Pingan" was simply the best appetizer.

In the Fanwan Mansion of Hehuan Mountain, there was a thunderstorm on the ground, causing many wild cultivators and gods in the temple to dare not breathe.

Just because in the side hall where the number of guests is relatively small, the master of Lingfei Palace, Xiangjun Patriarch, removed her blindfold, revealed her identity, and started to clear the door in person.

Zhao Fuyang of Hehuan Mountain's Dense House and Yu Chunzhi of Fenwan House, both of them were wild cultivators from spirits and monsters, they were captured without any resistance.

They led a few children and knelt together in front of the patriarch of Xiangjun, whose Taoist name was "Dongting".

In the eyes of a crowd of mixed guests, this is a normal and sensible choice. A Hehuan Mountain is just two immortals. It is really true for the last Taoist who was able to open up the battlefield site as his own dojo. Jun, it's not enough to see at all. If you are stubbornly resisting, what will be the end other than the ashes in the blink of an eye?

There is no need for anyone to remind, in the Hehuan Mountains, they all learn from Zhao Fuyang's family, kneeling in different flower halls,

At the critical moment when the needle was dropped, I do not know which heroic hero was full of courage, and unexpectedly burped.

It's a pity that no one dared to look up, they can only identify the position by listening to the sound, it seems that it is the side hall where the ancestor of Xiangjun is located?

At this moment, Xiangjun has an extra "ledger" in his hands, which is presented by Yu Chunzhi with both hands, to bring together the heroes of the Hehuan Mountains, which should be of the same spirit, together with the Baihua Lake Shuyue Mansion, and these years before and after the saddle, they can be said to be conscientious. Li Dang, the **** of the Wuteng Mountain, has done a lot of shameful things on a certain day, a certain month, a certain year.

Xiang Jun's face was cold, he quickly finished reading, closed the ledger, and threw it at the fox's feet, and said indifferently: "Go back and take the initiative to hand over this book to those imperial courts and let them deal with it, you should be killed. , the rest should not be punished by death, those who should be arrested should be arrested, and those who should be collected should be collected.”

The young Taoist priest sat in the same position, with Erlang's legs crossed, his teeth grinned, and he was picking his teeth with a bamboo stick.

Just now was this daring guy who burped.

Xiangjun finished chatting with Zhao Fuyang in advance.

Because she was afraid of scaring Zhao Fuyang, she did not dare to say that the patriarch Lu Zhangjiao had already been to Hehuan Mountain. Xiangjun only said that her master was watching the movement here not far away.

Zhao Fuyang temporarily served as an anonymous disciple of Tianjun Cao Rong, and practiced in Lingfei Palace as a guilt.

As for whether he can enter the hall in the future, and eventually become the direct descendant of Tianjun, it depends on Zhao Fuyang's "destiny method".

Xiangjun said: "The three-way seal, return it to the Qingxing Kingdom's court as soon as possible."

Zhao Fuyang, the unruly Loose Immortal hero, put his hands on the ground and his head on the ground, and said solemnly, "Abide by the decree of the palace master."

Leaving aside "anonymity", according to seniority, Xiangjun is even Zhao Fuyang's senior sister, but after all, she still has the identity of the palace master.

Before that, the two maids who served tea and water in Fanwan Mansion, Yu Yiyou and Yu Rongyu, were really taken by that nonsense year.

The light Taoist priest was right, and the words became a prophecy.

They each got a piece of great fortune, and it really is "the time and the eight characters match, when there is good luck".

It turned out that Yu Yi was selected by the ancestor of Xiangjun, and immediately he was considered to be a cultivator of Lingfei Palace. As for who to worship as a teacher, it is to be determined. When he returns to Lingfei Palace, there will be a meeting of the ancestors' hall, and we will see. Yu Rongyu was punished by Jinxian'an, "at first glance", and became her direct disciple. In this way, they have all obtained the blessing of a fairy family that can be called a step to the sky. He was able to rise from the humble and grassy Shanze Yexiu to a genealogy cultivator, and he also became the patriarch of a sect and Taoist palace, and a direct descendant of an earth immortal. It's something they can't even dream of.

The two female cultivators couldn't help crying with joy on the spot, but they looked at each other in surprise while they were surprised.

Was the mouth of the young Taoist priest opened?

The shabby Taoist priest, leaning against the back of the chair and picking his teeth with bamboo sticks, smiled at them and winked.

The Palace Master Bai Mao from the Qingbai Mansion in Wedgeling Ridge is very envious of this. He can't wait to let the Xianjun Patriarch see his roots. Is it a good material for cultivation? Palace Master Bai is not very demanding, not to mention It's a heirloom, and it's okay to be a handyman disciple of the outer sect.

This ghost in the form of a scribe in a crane cloak was completely unaware that there was no one who made the greatest creation tonight, and it was himself.

That picture book, which was almost bought and sold by Daoist Lu, who thought he had been taken advantage of by Palace Master Bai, actually cost him two snowfalls.

One-handed payment and one-handed delivery, there are two pages of the picture album, and two more golden letters, Lu Chen seems to be bragging, saying that "more than a thousand words are incomparable", but it can be said that there is no doubt that the most beautiful between heaven and earth Pure "undead side".

The previous Taoist book pointed directly at Jindan. When Baimao becomes an earth immortal, it will be a matter of course, and when I see the content of the middle part, the Taoist method directly points to Yupu.

After all, it is the root of the cultivation of Baigu Zhenren, one of the candidates in the Qingming world. Even if you are an Ascension Realm cultivator, who would dare to underestimate it.

Therefore, Zhangjiao Lu is away from home and can eat and drink spicy food everywhere, all relying on his superb acting skills.

At this time, in the stomach, apart from several pots of the secret brewed wine from the Fanwan Mansion, the one with the most bitterness is probably the Hu Jun Zhang Xiangdao of Shuyue Mansion.

It was a good matchmaking and marriage, but they had just walked out of the house with their front feet a few days ago. !

On the other hand, the young man with the name "Dragon Gill" was quite timid. When he was dragged to his knees by his parents, he still didn't know the stakes and interests, and he didn't forget to take a quick look at Xiangjun's appearance.

Xiang Jun's eyes shifted, first he threw the pickled young man flying with a sleeve, and passed out on the spot, the latter was embedded in the wall like a nail.

She beckoned to the goddess of falling kite mountain again, her face was a little calmer, and she said with a smile: "Come here to talk, I have something to discuss with you."

The mountain goddess was trembling and moved quickly to come here. Her face was pale and colorless. I don't know why Dongting Zhenjun, a high-altitude mountain immortal, would bring her out alone.

When she got to the side hall, she was about to kneel and kowtow, Xiangjun raised his hand, stopped the other party's big gift, smiled and said in a questioning tone: "At the Hong's court in Yunxiao in the south of Aquarius, there is still a shortage of one somewhere now. The mountain god, but his status is not high, according to the rules set by the Confucian Temple today, he is just entering the stream, would you like to condescend to fill the vacancy there?"

The goddess of the Temple Mountain was dazed at first, and then her eyes were full of tears. She gave a thousand blessings to the ancestor Xiangjun, who was extraordinarily generous, and said in a trembling voice, "The slave is willing, willing to the extreme."

In fact, Xiangjun didn't know why Master made such an arrangement.

Of course, the master of Xiangjun, Cao Rong, also did not know why he made a special trip to deliver a decree for this mountain goddess.

The sword-backed boy and the young woman with the ball-shaped hair in a bun walked out of the side hall while almost everyone bowed their heads.

Bai Mao was pulled up by the young Taoist priest, and said in a low voice, "Brother Bai, if you don't run now, you will wait. If you stay here to drink, only the fine wine will be settled in the autumn."

How could Bai Mao dare to act like a tenon at this time, he made up his mind, and his **** was rooted, and he was determined not to move his nest. He reached out and tried to break off Daochang Lu's fingers, but he was still dragged by the young Taoist and stumbled to his feet, and walked straight to the door. I said so vigorously, Bai Mao's mind was blank, just repeated silently in his heart, no one could see me...

Xiang Jun didn't stop this, since it wasn't on Yu Chunzhi's booklet, it was just a few passersby who happened to pass by, so there was no need to worry about it.

As for the ghost in Wedge Mountain, according to the records on the booklet, it has never done anything evil, and in the Hehuan Mountains, it is an outlier.

The young Taoist priest arrived at the door of the side hall, turned his head and carefully hooked his fingers towards Wen, and provoked again: "Come here, you have no guts, if you have the ability, go outside and pick up a spacious space and have a hand with the Taoist master."

Wen stood up carefully and said in his heart, "Palace Master, I really can't stand this bastard."

Xiang Jun reminded: "You pay attention to the weight of your hands, and remember not to hinder him from walking down the mountain."

She was a bit strange. The other party knew her identity, as long as she was not a heartless person, she could guess the identity of Wen Jing's Taoist priest in Lingfei Palace.

Dare to provoke Wen carefully? What do you want? If it was normal, Xiang Jun might still be a little careful, lest he encounter the kind of strange people who hide their names and like to play games in the world. I'm really not afraid that the other party's intentions are wrong, so let Wen carefully weigh the depth of the other party's Taoism or the importance of boxing.

As soon as Wen carefully heard this statement from Patriarch Xiangjun, what's the point of it, he would sit back in the chair.

Unexpectedly, after the "young monk" walked out of the door, he leaned back and stuck out a head, "Master Dao, I traveled from south to north, but I still saw you shrinking like a turtle."

Wen carefully got up with a smile and rubbed his fists, "Then practice your hands and see how much you have."

I saw the sword-carrying boy and the young woman slowly walk outside the Fanwan Mansion in the hand-handling veranda.

Lu Chen backed away, facing the martial arts master Wen Chen, punching non-stop, humming, "Don't cry for your father and mother in a while."

Wen squinted his eyes carefully and said with a smile, "It's easy to say."

Lu Chen learned the tone and demeanor of the other party, squinted and smiled: "It's easy to talk."

Wen Shen was a little convinced, how could such a slutty person not shed tears without seeing the coffin? If the patriarch Xiangjun had not reminded him to wake up, he would leave it in the past and be met by Wen Jingshen in the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain. Whoever you are, lie on the ground obediently and wait to be carried away.

Lu Chen just walked backwards all the way, and said with a hilarious smile: "Young man, do you know what your problem is? It's you who punches, it seems that you never have murderous intentions, but your murderous intention is too heavy, you can't hide it. It's inappropriate, very inappropriate. So young people like you, don't hurry up and suffer early, you will have to suffer a lot in the future. If I were your patriarch's patriarch, I would definitely meet you as soon as we met. I'll just scold you, and then beat you hard, so that you know what it means to be someone else, and there is a heaven outside..."

Wen carefully sneered and said, "Since I can stand by Jinxian An's tortured Zi tonight and stand beside Xiangjun Patriarch, you little bald donkey, don't you understand, who is my Patriarch's Patriarch?"

The other party choked for a moment and asked tentatively, "Then let's stop fighting? Go out and make money with peace."

Wen Xin smiled and said, "Don't tell me, since we are all in the world, we should know the saying that we don't know each other. Maybe after practicing, we will become friends. What do you think?"

That man was as thick-skinned as a wall, and he actually said, "I think? I think it's safer for us to go back to our own homes. It's safe to say that, goodbye!"

Wen carefully pretended to run forward on purpose, and then handed a punch forward, so scared that the guy turned around and ran, smearing oil on the soles of his feet, and surpassing the two in front of him, he ran away in a blink of an eye.

Pei Qian gathered together and asked, "Master?"

Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "He has always been this virtue, just get used to it. Regarding this Headmaster Lu, the saying that 'no one can beat him' is absolutely true."

Pei Qian nodded, "This one behind him?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Since this fellow can't control his eyes, he has only had to drink six times. I am limited by this avatar, otherwise I would have taught him to be a good man. , Master Wen is not the only one who is good at this. When you go outside, you can learn boxing skills with him."

Pei Qian grinned.

Ha, sure enough, when it comes to keeping accounts, Master is still the best at it.

Pei Qian asked suspiciously, "Did this Wen carefully notice that Palace Master Bai was gone?"

Chen Pingan explained: "Lu Chen didn't want him to know, and he naturally didn't know."

Pei Qian nodded.

Maybe you want to not be in the same situation as Wen carefully, at least to be at the first level? Or is it still not enough even if "God arrives"?

Arriving at the Baiyu Square outside the gate of Fanwan Mansion, Wen Jingshen was surprised to find that the guy with the word "slappy" written all over his face, and the ghost with the crane and cloak disappeared together.

This made Wen Jingjin instantly tense his heartstrings, reminding himself not to capsize in the gutter. It's not that I'm worried, it's just that it doesn't sound good.

Just like that Cao Ci.

Obviously won the question boxing, but the result was almost the same as not winning or even losing.

Pei Qian walked to the center of the square, turned around, stood still, and smiled, "Let's learn from each other?"

Wen carefully distracted himself, but still couldn't find any clues, and said with a smile, "Why bother."

A pretty good-looking young woman, especially a young woman with a blue nose and a swollen face.

Pei Qian said with a smile: "I heard that it seems that you like to challenge others with boxing, and you have never failed."

Wen twisted his wrist carefully, "Then I'll trouble this girl to register her name."

It's a strange thing that happens every year, especially today.

Does everyone feel that they have no temper and are easy to bully?

Pei Qian said, "Zheng Qian."

Wen Chen couldn't hold back his laughter. Well, he is someone who admires "Zheng Qian". Now, at the foot of Baopingzhou Mountain, there are many young women who are just starting their careers. They like to give themselves a pseudonym of Zheng Qian, and they Even the attire and bun style follow the example of "Zheng Qian", especially when they roll up their sleeves before throwing punches.

Wen Chen's patience was exhausted at this time, of course, it was mainly due to the guy with his mouth full of feces. Since he couldn't find the right master for the time being, "Just think that you are Zheng Qian. Now you are a martial artist?"

It can be seen that the woman is a martial artist who has entered the Qi refining realm. It is not easy. It is estimated that in her own sect, she is the kind of "genius" who is praised by the surrounding people all day long?

Her master must have cultivated a lot of meticulously, and teaching boxing and feeding boxing must be very attentive. It is normal for small households on the rivers and lakes to take her as a treasure.

Pei Qian smiled and said, "I'm in a few realms, so it depends on how many realms you control."

Wen carefully heard the words and didn't think much about it. Since the other party knew that she was a distant traveler and was good at pressing and asking boxing, then her words of taking advantage of the situation were a bit old-fashioned.

I heard that when I was in the capital of Dali, whenever there was a spare time between wars, there were warriors who went to ask Zheng Qian for boxing skills.

Wen carefully walked forward slowly and said with a smile: "Then whether I am in the four or five realms, I will ask you about boxing?"

After all, if there is too much pressure, it will be a little embarrassing for oneself.

Pei Qian rolled up his sleeves and said, "Just be happy."

Wen carefully continued walking slowly, stretched out a palm, and invited, "Miss Zheng first punches."

Pei Qian raised his fist and shook it gently.

Looking at her posture, she wanted to say that the fist had been thrown first.

Wen Jing laughed angrily, not bad, she really thought she was Zheng Qian.

One bent slightly, Wen carefully used the strength of the five realms, and his figure was as fast as lightning, and in a flash, he came to the young woman's side, and patted her cheek with the back of his hand.

Pei Qian stood there, motionless, raised an arm, and used his wrist to block the back of Wen Jing's hand.

No sound, just a moment.

Pei Qian knew that it wasn't the kind of paper-pasted distant travel world.

Wen carefully moved a few steps sideways, and kept a distance from her. She turned out to be an extremely solid five-level martial artist? Or... six realms! ?

Chen Ping'an squatted on the edge of the square, and Lu Chen also squatted aside, just the same, with his arms wrapped around his sleeves.

Just like two peasants in the market, basking in the sun in winter, listening to people talking about the mountains, or by the field ridges in spring, looking at their fields, looking forward to a year of good harvests.

Chen Pingan asked, "Where's Palace Master Bai?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "I was going with me to the foot of the mountain to see the acacia tree. I was asking why you didn't keep up, and I almost couldn't hold him. I just said that you chose a secluded path to go down the mountain, and started to complain that you didn't. Be righteous, don’t take the shortcut and don’t take us with you, but I think in my heart that you must not run into any trouble.”

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Good man."

"He's a good guy, and he's also a good ghost."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "You didn't think about letting Bai Mao go to the Wudao School of Shujian Lake?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I thought about it before, but according to the current situation of Hehuan Mountain, there is no need to go to the Wudao School in Zengye. , after all, it is a piece of the family business that I have saved by myself, slowly and gradually growing, our Palace Master Bai may have a more sense of accomplishment."

Lu Chen nodded and said, "That's the truth."

Wen carefully smiled and asked, "Then six realms?"

Pei Qian repeated that sentence, "Just be happy."

One punch.

Pei Qian, who had been punched by Wen Chengxin on the shoulder, stretched out her hand to grab Wen Chengshen's neck and smashed against the high wall of Fanwan Mansion.

Wen Jing gently pressed his elbow against the wall, and he didn't feel it at first, but suddenly saw a slightly smiling woman's face.

With a slightly changed expression, Wen Jingshen tilted his head subconsciously, and there was an additional hole in the wall in an instant. The sound of Wen Jingshen's ear was like thunder, and the soil on the wall fell rustling.

Wen Shen did not dare to take it lightly any more. Using the secret boxing technique of "Fu Yi" passed down by Lingfei Guan in his early years, it was like asking God to come down to Wen Xin's body. It was cheating. Wen Xin's eyes were pale gold, and his fists flowed through the acupoints all over his body. The quick shot was more than doubled, and he punched the woman's temples heavily. Bleeding, don't kill people! Otherwise, on the side of the ancestors of Xiangjun, there would be no way to round up the field.

Unexpectedly, the woman just slid out five or six steps, and she could vaguely see her calm face, but in the fleeting eyes, there was a trace of... hot.

And while she was traversing, the woman had returned to the deadly penetrating eyes, and she kept squinting at Wen Jingshen, as if waiting for Wen Jingshen to deliver a second, heavier punch.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

Wen carefully used the boxing method to "help" him, and almost every time he punched, an ancient **** would be replaced.

Therefore, the true meaning of the boxing technique contained in each move is in harmony with the power of those ancient gods. Just now, the first punch, Wen Jing needs to bow slightly, and run a pure infuriating breath in the body, which is the "drive" of the thunder **** spirit on the earth. Haiyue, push forward the four seasons" vigorous boxing frame. The second hand knife that Wen Xin handed to the woman was the axe-splitting stance of Leibu Zhankansi, the third punch was the water-rolling stance of Mizubu Yuushi holding the tower with one hand, and then several punches, each born out of the cloud Bo and Huojun are the majestic atmosphere of the gods in the inner heaven.

The woman kept her back against the wall and shook her head. She only moved a step occasionally, and soon a series of punch holes appeared on the wall at the same height as her head.

Wen carefully punched very quickly, and the fists rushed towards her face.

There was still only the last punch, which hit her forehead, her head was thrown back with a thud, and the hair on the back of her head was covered in dust.

Wen Jing hesitated for a moment.

The woman looked as usual, smiled and said: "It's okay, people follow the fist, it's a normal thing."

Lu Chen, who was watching the battle, said angrily, "If it wasn't for me to help wipe my **** and Wen carefully punch like this, that wall would be completely scrapped, and he wouldn't be a guest like that."

Chen Ping'an said: "After all, Daoist Lu is the grandfather of his grandfather, and he can do it if he is affectionate and reasonable."

Wen took a step back carefully, shook his wrist, took a deep breath, "Seven realms?"

Pei Qian said, "Just be happy."

Lu Chen raised his hand and beat his chest, "Angry."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's quite irritating to put yourself in the shoes."

The key is that Wen Jingshen didn't know until now that Pei Qian was asking about boxing with a martial arts level lower than him from the beginning to the end, and Pei Qian didn't think about how to fight back for the time being.

Probably want to know more about the box-pressing boxing techniques of Lingfei Palace.

Maybe Wen Chengxuan would be out of shape because of his low realm, but it doesn't matter, Pei Qian can help to correct it, check for leaks and fill in the gaps, and then use them one by one for his own use.

Wen Xin changed his mind temporarily and said in a deep voice, "Far Travelling?!"

Damn, if he continues to fight like this, he will feel that the other party is really Zheng Qian, no, he is the second of the four great martial arts masters in Aquarius, Pei Qian of Luopo Mountain!

Pei Qian looked over Wen's careful shoulders and looked at his master.

Chen Pingan quietly stretched out three fingers.

He signaled to the great disciple of the mountain to do three punches and call it a day.

Pei Qian's eyes were hot, and he grinned, revealing his white teeth, and there was a coldness under the moonlight.

She finally stopped saying the words of the car wheel, "Fist is not pure, but also suitable for pressure? Who is used to you?"

Wen Xin was shaking in his heart, but the other party just stopped suppressing his own momentum. In an instant, Wen Xin found that his fist was stagnant, as if a mouthful of pure true energy was frozen like water.

After retreating again and again, Wen Jingshen didn't dare to hold back any more. With a swipe of his body, he not only left the White Jade Plaza of Fanwan Mansion, but also traveled far and wide, retreating into the air outside Hehuan Mountain.

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to remind Pei Qian aloud, he gave up after thinking about it, and swallowed that sentence back in his stomach.

Because it can be seen that Wen Shen used a scheming, it can be considered to lure the enemy into the depths, once Pei Qian gets close, there will be a stack of fists similar to the summation of boxing, like the stack of Qi practitioners.

Lu Chen nodded and smiled and said, "You're right, Lingfeiguan has a powerful boxing technique that can make Wen Jing jump up one or two steps on the steps of the martial arts. The threshold is not low, most people can't learn it. Look at it, if it's ruthless, I'll say it, this guy is too serious to kill, and Pei Qian is right, people follow the boxing. , it's not a big deal."

Pei Qian was still in the seventh realm, and he resisted Wen Chengshen's sudden punch to the top of the mountain.

Pei Qian was punched in the face and returned to the square. Pei Qian leaned back sharply and stood up slowly.

It wasn't that Wen Chen didn't want to take advantage of the victory, but he couldn't do it at all, and he had to change a pure infuriating breath.

Pei Qian didn't even wipe the blood on the corners of her nose and mouth. She was so used to this injury.

On the second floor of the Bamboo Building, on different battlefields, this is the case.

Lu Chen grabbed the arm of the sword-carrying boy beside him, and said in a panic, "Chen Ping'an, it's agreed that the two of them will learn boxing skills, why do you want to end the game in person!"

You are called bullying the younger generation, you don't talk about martial arts, don't know, do you know? Jianghu morality, still talk about it?

Lu Chen continued to persuade him: "Besides, what are you like now, what is your current state?"

Chen Pingan shook his arms, Lu Chen released his fingers, and the two continued to squat.

Lu Chen started to wipe his **** again, "It's all right, Wen Xin is Wen Xin, and Lingfei Palace is Lingfei Palace. You can have a clear sense of grievance and grievance. It's a matter of fact.

Chen Ping'an looked at Wen Jing who was hovering in the wind, and said angrily, "Shut up."

Pei Qian raised his arm, stretched out three fingers, and bent another finger, indicating to Wen carefully that you can throw two more punches.

Wen carefully and self-aware of the hardships, and if he throws a similar two punches, without the opponent's shot, he will have to fall.

Wen Jingxing's mind was a little clearer at the moment. There is no grievance and no enmity, it is just a discussion, and it is not necessary to face each other in life and death.

After Pei Qian took it with one hand, he smiled and said, "You were right that you didn't go to accompany the capital to the battlefield."

Lu Chen sucked in a breath of cold air, darling, such words can hurt people.

It's okay, otherwise, if Pei Qian adds "hide" before "don't go", it will hurt even more.

Sure enough, Wen Xin's face was twisted, and he laughed in anger, and said with a grinning face: "Okay! I'll just treat you as Pei Qian!"

Pei Qian still breathed steadily and calmly, took a step back and opened a fist.

It is also a pile of piles and fists, and at the same time uses the back swordsmanship secretly passed down by the master dragon and the old cook.

She obviously wants to continue to use the seven realms to punch the opponent again.

Chen Ping'an was angry, laughing, and even more distressed, so he could only say: "He used the strength of the distant travel realm to show the mountain top realm, don't deliberately lower the realm, use the distant travel to the distant travel, and ask the boxing in the same realm!"

Pei Qian scratched his head, his aura changed completely, "Huh?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly became angry.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and covered his eyes, without looking, he was finished.

Wen carefully used the time when the woman was chatting with the sword-backed boy, and tried his best to punch fiercely.

The figure was as fast as shrinking, and he came to Pei Qian in an instant.

Pei Qian was still light-hearted, and he blocked the opponent's punch abruptly, but the whole person was hit and flew out, his feet were off the ground, and his back was against the wall.

Pei Qian didn't even look at Wen Jing, who vomited blood when he handed out a punch, just looked at the master, she smiled brightly and said, "Intentionally."

Chen Ping'an glared, "Be patient!"

Pei Qian's shoulders moved slightly, shaking the dust away from his back, and then reached out and patted the crumbs of Maruko's hair.

Wen Jing's eyes were blurred with blood on his face, and he murmured, "You are that Pei Qian! You really are Pei Qian..."

Pei Qian turned his head and spat out a mouthful of bruised blood, "Master, it's just a discussion with others, don't get angry."

Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment, squeezed out a smile, and nodded lightly.

Just a short while ago, Chen Ji, the teacher at the school, was about to come here in one step.

Headmaster Lu, who squatted aside from covering his eyes to clasping his hands together and muttering words, breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave Pei Qian a thumbs up, "Atmosphere!"

Pei Qian looked at the crumbling Wen Shen and suddenly stopped. She seemed to have noticed the situation in which the other party was in a quagmire of fear, both physically and mentally. She twitched the corners of her mouth. go you.

Wen carefully fell back to the ground, before his consciousness was completely blurred, there was only a secret rejoicing for the rest of his life, and a greater despair that was helpless.

Are you not worthy of your opponent's punches?

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, and almost couldn't hold back his words.

On the side of the acacia tree at the foot of the mountain, Baimao looked at Daoist Lu, who had a miserable face, and asked worriedly, "Brother Lu, what's going on? Is there a precious object in Fanwan Mansion?"

Lu Chen sighed and said, "Brother Bai, it's hard to say if you are dumb to eat Huanglian."

Bai Mao wanted to pat the young Taoist on the shoulder and say a few words of comfort.

Lu Chen jumped sideways and sighed, "Learn from Chen Lingjun."

Bai Mao was confused, and withdrew his hand angrily, "Lu Daochang is good at moving."

Ignoring Wen Jingshen, who fell to the ground,

Chen Ping'an slowed down, walked down the mountain with Pei Qian, and asked softly, "How is it? Do I need to take Zanwang Dan from Qinghu Palace?"

Pei Qian held back his laughter, scratched his head and said, "Master, in your impression, do you think I'm so unbeatable?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Is not it?

In Master's impression, haven't you always been the little black charcoal who cried when you walked with blisters on your feet?

It seems that in the blink of an eye, the little girl has grown up.

Back then, on the long journey, I used to jump up and down, jumping on the small black charcoal of the checkered box.

Chen Ping'an asked softly, "When you were young, your master was in charge of the east and the west, and he was in charge of a lot of things. Did you feel annoyed at that time?"

If we use an analogy, childhood is a game of jumping squares, then the rules, words and deeds of parents and elders are those rules and lines.

Pei Qian said, "Of course it won't be annoying."

As a result, she was hit with a chestnut.

Alas, I have never been able to deceive my master since I was a child.

Pei Qian had to say honestly: "When I was very young, I would feel annoyed, but when I get to Luopo Mountain, it will not be."

Maybe it's because the master went out for a long trip soon after that, and no longer reasoned with her. Maybe it was because she went to Luopao Mountain, and even if the master was not around, she really grew up, who knows.

Chen Ping'an pretended to be relaxed and casual and said, "I heard that Liu Youzhou also participated in the discussion at the Patriarch's Hall in the capital of Yunyan Kingdom?"

Pei Qian was stunned for a while, then nodded and said, "I know, I haven't met. Anyway, there is no friendship, and there is nothing to talk about when we meet."

Pei Qian immediately smiled and said, "Master, Sister Yu is there too."

Chen Ping'an raised his face and taught: "No big or small. Leave it in the past, chestnuts will be full."

Pei Qian's footsteps were light, she took a breath, and the breeze brushed across her smooth forehead.

Chen Ping'an said: "Since I'm back, there are a lot of strange people over there about the excavation of Dadu. If you are not one of them, you can just go back to Luopo Mountain and spend more time with Nuanshu and Xiaomi Mi. We can go to Piyun Mountain together to see the liveliness and congratulate Weishan Jun."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "Okay, Master is right!"

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly.

If you don't turn your head to look, it seems that there is still a small black charcoal around.

The moon is born on the sea.

In the storm, the old boatman who was punting the boat started a fire and cooked a pot of sea fish for himself.

The old boatman, whose name is Xiancha, sits cross-legged by himself, holds a bowl in one hand, and sings while holding the boat.

Wait patiently for that pot of stewed fish to cook.

It was probably limited by his aptitude for cultivating Taoism. Even though Lu Chen, who never recognized himself as a master, was rewarded by punting a boat to visit immortals, Gu Qingsong still couldn't find a way. There were even many unbreakable spiritual barriers. Lu Chen left Haoran World, and Gu Qingsong bit the bullet and went ashore to ask Cao Rong and several of his younger brothers for advice, and then he was able to pass the barrier smoothly. So many times, Gu Qingsong would think that maybe he didn't become a master and apprentice.

If you don't become Lu Chen's disciple, you won't get Mrs. Gui's favor.

Gu Qingsong felt that he had no reason not to feel depressing in life, so he occasionally went ashore to relax, and with whom he said a few honest and fair words, he did not know that they would be angry.

Noticing the slight vibration at the stern, Gu Qingsong didn't turn his head. Although he admitted that arguing and fighting were not good, he really didn't think anyone could put his sack on.

A voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar sounded, "Fellow Daoist Xiancha, long time no see."

The old boatman shook his head, he must be dreaming.

The uninvited guest laughed and said, "The boat is shaking, and the wine in the bowl is shaking. It can't be a dream, right? If there is such a strange dream, bring me a basket?"

Gu Qingsong put down the wine bowl silently, stood up first, and then knelt down to the ground, unable to stand up. From the outsider's point of view, this was not taking off his pants and farting.

The old boat kowtowed a few times to himself, and muttered: "Gu Qingsong pays a visit to Master."

After eating his head, Gu Qingsong sat up and turned his back to the Taoist priest at the stern of the boat.

It is true that you are the master, but the disciple also has some temper.

Lu Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, hey, he was sulking.

Just because of the name "Fellow Daoist Xiancha"?

Lu Chen came to the bow of the boat, squatted beside the old boatman, stretched out his hand to pick up the lid of the pot, the steam was steaming, and the fragrance filled the air, he nodded in approval: "The craftsmanship is much better than before, I was afraid that you would be sad, so I refrained from talking about your cook. Art... It's hard to describe in words. You are a blind man. You like to ask me how my craft is now, whether I have improved again. Seriously, if you don't like to talk, it's boring. I will be chasing after me for wages, and I am so happy that my ears are clear, otherwise I would have gone to sea with someone else to help steer the boat."

Sad and aggrieved, Lao Zhouzi murmured, "If you really have no eyesight, why would you ask if your craftsmanship has improved."

Lu Chen snorted, and said with a face full of surprise: "It turned out that I misunderstood you."

Gu Qingsong sat sideways, still looking straight at the sea, and said, "You are the master, you have the final say, don't care about my mood."

Lu Chen was so angry that he slapped Gu Qingsong on the back of his head, "It's almost done, are you finished yet?"

Gu Qingsong remained silent.

Lu Chen said, "If you act like this again, I'll be leaving."

Gu Qingsong still did not speak.

A gust of breeze blew, and there was no Lu Shen figure on the bow.

Gu Qingsong was sluggish for a moment, looking around, as if the master was really angry with him, the old man began to cry.

Lu Chen just lay quietly on the stern side of the boat, looking at the sky full of stars, and stretched out a hand, as if within reach.

Many words and babble in the world are what the world wants to hear, not what we want to say.

I remember the last time I attended the ceremony at the Huangliang School to join in the fun, and Lu Chen saw the Taoist protector next to Li Huai, the wild Taoting, the current Taoist Haorannen.

Just now, next to the plum tree on the stone bridge along the Ximei River, I saw the same Ascension Realm cultivator, Liuxiazhou Jinghao.

Lu Chen once dragged Daoist Nen into his heart, but when the latter was ruthless, he dared to fight hard.

It is estimated that the Qinggong Taibao, in the same situation, would only kowtow and beg for mercy. Maybe Feng Xuetao, whose name is Qing Mi, is not much better?

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Stop howling, it's mourning."

Gu Qingsong immediately stopped crying and said, "Master, the fish is stewed, let's try the craftsmanship."

Lu Chen sat up, "What are you doing, stupid, even bring the pot!"

Gu Qingsong hurriedly brought the pot to the stern, took out two pairs of chopsticks from his sleeves, rubbed them under his armpits, and handed a pair to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen took the chopsticks in one hand, opened the lid of the pot with the other, and said angrily, "How can you be so poor that you can't open the pot? Who said I can't open the pot in the pot!"

In the kitchen room of the village school, two brothers and sisters who had just met slept on the floor, one on each side.

Ning Ji tentatively whispered, "Brother Zhao."

Zhao Shuxia opened his eyes, "Huh?"

Ningji asked, "Am I really not dreaming?"

Zhao Shuxia was silent for a moment, raised his head, put his hands on a pillow, and laughed, "Don't be embarrassed, I've asked myself that, and over the years, more than once."

Ning Ji, who was still a bit embarrassed at first, also laughed out loud. It turned out that the mature and stable Senior Brother Zhao was just like himself.

Zhao Shuxia asked, "Which of the two different statements made by Master and Headmaster Lu earlier makes sense?"

Ning Ji thought for a while, and answered honestly, "I think Daochang Lu's statement is good, but Mr. Lu's statement is better."

Zhao Shuxia smiled and said, "Ning Ji, you will adapt quickly when you arrive at Luopao Mountain."

Ning Ji wondered, "Why?"

Zhao Shuxia said: "You will have a good relationship with the younger brother and sister Pei. Some chat, and if you meet, you will definitely not be embarrassed."

Ning Ji became more and more strange, "Really?"

Because the teenager has been worried about this matter, he will not get along with the brothers and sisters on Luopo Mountain.

Zhao Shuxia nodded and said, "Really, in addition to them, there is a senior brother Cao who will like you too."

Ning Ji nodded heavily.

There seems to be something incomprehensible about Senior Brother Zhao, and what he said can be convincing. And standing next to Senior Brother Zhao, you will be in a peaceful state of mind.

Zhao Shuxia said: "There is something, as a senior brother, I have to tell you something."

Ning Ji was a little nervous, "Brother Zhao, say it, I'll listen."

Zhao Shuxia said: "Before going to bed next time, remember to wash your feet, and you will feel panicked."

Ningji laughed.

Zhao Shuxia closed his eyes and said with a smile, "Zhangjiao Lu's words are really good, be honest and sleep at ease. Ning Ji, go to sleep, and get up early."

Ning Ji said stupidly: "Brother Zhao, I don't seem to be able to sleep yet, you go to bed first and leave me alone."

Zhao Shuxia smiled and said, "Don't wait for me to snore, you won't be able to sleep even if you want to."

Ning Ji said, "It's okay, Senior Brother Zhao, I have the ability to fall asleep if I want to."

In fact, apart from that, before going to bed every time, as long as Ning Ji wants to wake up at any time, he can wake up at that time, and there is almost no error.

I just thought this kind of thing was too weird, and the boy didn't have the nerve to say it.

And this ability is not innate, it seems to be a scene that only appeared on the road of escape when he was young.

Brother Zhao is really amazing.

Because intuition told Ning Ji that when Daoist Lu asked about the first talisman in the world, Senior Brother Zhao clearly knew the answer, but he just didn't speak.

Zhao Shuxia actually had a word that came to his lips, but he still didn't say it in the end.

Ning Ji, you and I can meet the same gentleman and master, and we will cherish it and practice hard in the future.

Under the eaves of the school, Lao Xiucai opened his eyes, and before he knew it, it was dawn.

Sitting beside him was the closed disciple who had been guarding the door all night.

The old Xiucai quickly sat up and said with a face full of guilt: "This is so troublesome, Mr. Resentment is confused."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Sir, it's good that you know it yourself."

The old Xiucai laughed. We are the only ones who can say such words - Ping An?

Chen Ping'an asked curiously, "What are the eight words that Mr.

The old Xiucai looked up at the bright sky after dawn, and said with a smile: "Walking at night with candles, the sky will dawn."