A home-cooked meal and home-brewed wine.

During this period, Xu Yuanxia used a long bamboo pole to pick up a piece of bacon hanging on the patio beam, then went to the vegetable garden to pick some green peppers, and fried a plate of green pepper ham specially for Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan took a chopstick and said it was a little salty. Xu Yuanxia asked him to go to the door and squat down to eat.

At the dinner table, the girl in the mink hat lowered her head to pick up the food and said vaguely, "Mountain Master, Xiaomo, I may need to go back to the wild world. I'll be busy with business and try to get back early."

Chen Ping'an calmly glanced at Xiao Mo. Xiao Mo was still sparring with Xu Yuanxia and had his sleeves rolled up. The two brothers were so good there.

This made Chen Pingan very angry. Besides drinking and practicing swordsmanship, what else can you do? You should know how to do it, but you don’t know how to do it at all.

Xie Gou raised his head, his cheeks bulging, and his smile remained unchanged, "Don't worry, it's just a private matter. The old rules are to not get involved in the grudges between the two worlds, and never to embarrass the mountain master and Master Bai."

Chen Ping'an had no expression on his face and kicked Xiao Mo under the table.

Xiao Mo received the reminder from his young master and asked, "When will we leave?"

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, almost threw the wine bowl over, and went to Qingming World to find his future.

Xie Gou stretched out his hand and scratched his face, "After dinner, help me clear away the dishes and leave."

Xu Yuanxia narrowed her eyes and smiled. It was interesting. She was already a mountain qigong practitioner at a very young age, so why did she still have the emotions of a young girl?

In the end, Xie Gou really cleared up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and was busy in the kitchen for a while before saying goodbye. He walked to the door alone. The girl in the mink hat turned her head, smiled brightly, and reminded, "Mountain Master, get ready for hiking. Stick ha."

Chen Ping'an hummed, "When I return to Luopo Mountain, I will go to the next mountain to chop bamboo."

The girl in the mink hat nodded vigorously, turned around and walked towards the door, raised her arm and gave a thumbs up, shaking her head, "No."

After thanking the dog for leaving, Chen Pingan sat on the steps and smoked a cigarette. Xiao Mo squatted aside in a daze, and Chen Pingan was too lazy to speak.

Xu Yuanxia lay on the wicker chair, shaking the cattail leaf fan and gently patting her abdomen.

Chen Pingan was the first to break the silence and asked, "How's it going?"

Xiao Mo said, "I still need to hand out a sword, as if to tell the world."

The sword light will travel all the way through the five worlds, passing through famous mountains and rivers. Handing the sword itself is the way to achieve it, and when it is sheathed, it is the way to reach the fourteenth realm.

Chen Pingan was puzzled.

Xiao Mo explained, "It's not about showing off your skills. It takes such a sword to prove that you are a stranger in swordsmanship and you have indeed achieved a high and far sword."

Chen Ping'an immediately grasped the key, "When the sword light passes through the five worlds, there will definitely be an expert with strong Taoist power trying to stop it."

Xiao Mo nodded and said, "This move can indeed be easily regarded as a provocation by Taoist masters from all walks of life. Fellow Taoist Bixiao helped me make a rough calculation. In the five worlds, on Youming Road, each has an expert blocking the sword, and the number is about seven or eight." .”

Chen Ping'an frowned and asked, "If you fail to sheath your sword, does it mean that you have failed in Hedao?"

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "That's not the case. According to fellow Taoist Bixiao, I have already crossed the threshold with both feet. Just because I am a sword cultivator, it is like the sword is blocking the door."

Chen Pingan thought for a moment and asked casually, "Does Xie Gou know this?"

I thought I was asking a unnecessary question, but Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "She didn't ask that, so I didn't say anything."

Chen Pingan was so angry with this answer that his liver ached, and he even said a few good words.

Xiao Mo said aggrievedly, "Sir, if I were really an idiot, I would have handed you the sword in the Haocai dojo of fellow Daoist Bixiao."

Chen Ping'an's face softened a bit, "There is still hope."

Xiao Mo said softly, "On the mountain, after Mr. Zhu reminded me, I already knew that the sword cultivator Bai Jing was very proud, so no matter she is Bai Jing or Xie Gou now, she doesn't know how to face a little girl whose realm is suddenly higher than hers." Mo. To be honest, she doesn’t know how to deal with me in the future, so how can I know how to get along with her? So I thought of returning to Luolu Mountain quickly so that I could ask the young master for a few tips."

Chen Pingan said helplessly, "You should ask the old chef."

Xiao Mo was even more helpless and said, "I asked, but Mr. Zhu said that he is a heartless person. How can he be qualified to teach an infatuated person any truth? To ask him about the love between men and women is to ask blindly."

Chen Pingan knocked the cigarette pole against the steps, took out a booklet from his sleeve, and handed it to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo flipped through it, looked at it carefully, and said, "These written records of the landscape are not like those written by her. It seems that the young master has helped to polish them."

Chen Ping'an handed the manuscript to Xiao Mo again. Xiao Mo read it and said with a smile, "This is hers."

As a result, he found that the young master was staring at him fiercely. Xiao Mo was confused and had no idea where he had said the wrong thing.

Not far away, Xu Yuanxia gently flapped her cattail leaf fan and said with a soft smile, "The two brochures are just general thoughts. They don't look alike. So, Xiaomo, you are wrong, very wrong. It's not that Zhu Lian doesn't understand the love between men and women. It's just that he knows too much, but he can't give you the most correct answer. People who see love too thoroughly often lose the ability to love others. Although I don't know how old Ms. Xie is, what is it? Realm, but when it comes to who she likes, she has always been a girl who matches her current appearance and age. You think that the real book is Miss Xie's background, just like a country girl without makeup, natural She is simple and cute, carrying a bamboo basket and picking wild vegetables with her bare feet, leaving a series of shallow footprints in the fields. And the booklet that you feel is not her handwriting seems to be a straightforward girl who bought rouge and gouache, don't be awkward I turned to the mirror to dress up, and timidly walked out to meet the boy."

"It would be better if the boy turned a blind eye, but the girl would feel lost at most."

"If a young man insists on not saying a few words about anything, he deserves to be beaten."

Xiao Mo suddenly realized, and then asked, "Brother Xu, what should I do now?"

Xu Yuanxia tapped Xiaomo with a cattail leaf fan, and laughed and said, "I want to know what to do. Your sister-in-law is the one cooking today."

Chen Pingan laughed out loud. Xu Yuanxia threw the cattail leaf fan in the past and said, "How could you be so good back then? You know nothing, but you only relied on your thick skin to deceive Ning Yao."

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to catch the cattail leaf fan, put away the dry tobacco pole, fell back to the ground, crossed his legs, gently swayed the cattail leaf fan, and felt the breeze blowing on his face. He smiled and said, "It's a trick."

Xiao Mo asked, "Master?"

Old God Chen Pingan said, "Hurry up and catch up. Tell her that if you want to go to the wilderness, go together. If you are busy with business, do business. If you visit the mountains and rivers, visit the mountains and rivers together. Then speak to her sincerely. After you hand over the sword, let her help." Protect the Way."

Xiao Mo nodded, and his body turned into a rainbow and disappeared in an instant.

Xu Yuanxia asked curiously, "Can I catch up?"

Chen Pingan was not sure either, "It depends on how sulky Xie Gou is."

Xu Yuanxia said, "Ordinary women in the market should be awkward for at least a few days, let alone a Qi practitioner with a firm Taoist heart."

In the end, it felt like just a few blinks of an eye, Xiao Mo with the yellow hat and blue shoes appeared side by side with the girl in the mink hat at the door of the martial arts gym.

Xie Gou put his hands on his hips and said, "Halfway through the walk, I suddenly remembered that there is nothing to do in the wilderness. Haha, it's so embarrassing that this happened."

Chen Pingan and Xu Yuanxia looked at each other.

Why is the reason so lame? !

He is indeed a self-proclaimed dog.

Xu Yuanxia smiled and asked, "I have eaten and drank wine. When will Master Chen Dashan leave?"

Chen Ping'an said, "The landlord's family has no surplus food. I think the business of the martial arts school is okay?"

Xu Yuanxia waved her hand, "Gungungun. If you are busy with this or that, I won't say anything to you. Just don't forget to do the real business. Remember to send invitations to me and Zhang Shanfeng when the time comes."

Chen Pingan stood up and stopped talking.

Xu Yuanxia smiled and said, "When the time comes, the seats that Zhang Shanfeng and I will be seated in must not be too far away from each other, as we will lose face."

Chen Ping'an said, "I haven't been to my hilltop yet."

Xu Yuanxia raised her hand and said, "I will go, and I probably won't say hello to you."

Maybe we'll leave tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe a little later. In short, this old bearded ranger wanted to dedicate his last trip to Luoluo Mountain to his journey through the mountains and rivers.

Chen Ping'an walked over and returned the cattail leaf fan to Xu Yuanxia. He hesitated again and couldn't speak.

Xu Yuanxia took the cattail leaf fan and said, "After so many years of friendship, there is no need to tell Xu Yuanxia anything that is not like Chen Ping'an."

Chen Pingan finally said nothing.

Together they left the boundary of Xianyou County with their swords. On the way, Xie Gou said in his heart, "Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, it's rare to see the mountain master like this... How should I put it, at a loss to advance or retreat, and at a loss?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said, "As for Brother Xu, the young master has never been very impressive."

"The mountain owner still hopes that Xu Yuanxia will go to Luolu Mountain in his heart, right?"

"That's for sure."

Xie Gou thought for a while and said, "Mountain Master, I think Brother Xu actually wants to go to Luopo Mountain. He just thinks you are not sincere enough, so he can't lose face and is unwilling to nod."

Xiaomo felt dizzy after hearing this.

Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully, "Is this really true?"

Xie Gouyan said with certainty, "The mountain master believes in me. I am very accurate in judging people. Brother Xu is a man in the world. He is the best face. It's just a matter of one or two solid words."

Chen Pingan said helplessly, "It's not like I haven't said similar words before."

Xie Gou waved his hand, "That's easy, just tie him up and go to Luolu Mountain!"

Chen Pingan hesitated and said, "Isn't it good?"

Xie Gouhao said angrily, "Xiao Mo is just here to do this. It's the same as robbing women to become village wives. It's the same principle as raw rice and cooked rice. I'll tie up Brother Xu and take him to the mountains. I'll bear it when the time comes." I feel bad, just scold Xiao Mo with the mountain owner."

Chen Pingan said nothing.

Xiao Mo said from his heart, "Don't come up with bad ideas."

Xie Gou rolled his eyes and said, "Xiao Mo, you can't even tell. The mountain master has clearly acquiesced."

After that, Xie Gou made up a reason to thank Gou, saying that she saw a beautiful mountain at the foot of the mountain and wanted to whisper something to Xiao Mo. The owner of the mountain went first and they followed later. Shanzhu Chen said so. Xie Cixi said yes, yes, a break is better than a wedding, hahaha. Xiao Mo heard the "gang talk" between the two of them and always felt that it was wise for him to return to Luo Luo Mountain as soon as possible. After that, Xiao Mo and Xie Gou returned to the Xianyou County Martial Arts Hall in the dark, and found Xu Yuanxia who was resting with her eyes closed. One was in the Fourteenth Realm, and the other was in the Ascension Realm. Together, they took a pure martial artist to travel far and wide. Of course it's a no brainer.

Chen Pingan stood at the gate of the archway of Jiling Peak, the main mountain, with his hands in his sleeves, looking forward to it.

When the mountain master appeared, the Taoist priest Xianwei was just about to finish his work. Xiaomi Li came to the foot of the mountain to deliver a message to Grandmaster Zhong, saying that the old cook had a late-night snack over there. Dian followed me to the mountain and had a meal. I was full of wine and food, and my stomach was a little full. It was just right to take a walk down the mountain, so I sat at the gate of the mountain for a while, sighing to myself, recalling the bitterness and sweetness. Now it is really I lived a magical life. Thinking of a book with many dog-eared corners, Xian Wei would return to the study to review the past and learn new things. When the mountain master came, Xian Wei had to put down the small bamboo chair, even though Chen Pingan said that he was waiting for someone, so that Xian Wei did not have to stay here. The Taoist Xianwei had been a gatekeeper for such a long time and was very thoughtful. He said that he had nothing to do anyway and could just wait for the distinguished guests with the mountain master.

The Taoist Xianwei was a little curious about who he was waiting for. It was rare for the mountain master to go out to entertain guests in person, but there were still a few times, but none of them seemed to be like tonight.

It's like waiting for a pretty big shot.

After a while, it was Mr. Xiaomo and Xie Cixi who came to the foot of the mountain with a group of people.

Xian Wei was a little confused. Why did it look like a kidnapping?

Chen Pingan's eyes were full of smiles, but he complained, "Xiao Mo, what's going on? It's outrageous..."

Xu Yuanxia said angrily, "That's outrageous. How about asking Xiao Mo to send me back to Xianyou? You can do it."

Chen Pingan walked forward quickly, and Xu Yuanxia raised her head and glanced at the mountain gate archway.

Chen Pingan helped introduce, "Brother Xu Yuanxia. Nian Jing, Taoist name Xianwei, is the new mountain master of Xiangshan Mountain."

The Taoist priest Xianwei hurriedly greeted the distinguished guest.

Xu Yuanxia immediately returned the salute with clasped fists and said with a smile, "I have met the Immortal Captain."

The immortal captain smiled and said, "I've heard about the name for a long time. Previously, the mountain master showed me a landscape travelogue. It was written with great literary talent. It described the peaks and pavilions as 'spring flowers on the top, as if they were in buns'. It was lifelike and beautifully written." ! When writing about the turbulence of Kongxia Gorge, nine characters "or" are used in succession, which ordinary people would not dare to think about or use. When writing about the trip to Zheshui and describing the climb to the top, it is "quiet and motionless, with the Taixu space, the high sky" You’re traveling together, you’re so brave!”

Xu Yuanxia's old face turned red, and she didn't know how to say a few polite words for a while.

A white-haired boy appeared out of nowhere. He had a pen and paper in his hand, and he muttered, "We have traveled thousands of miles with each other. We have seen and heard everything. We have recorded everything one by one. We have described everything, and our wonderful pens have produced flowers."

Chen Pingan took Xu Yuanxia to climb the mountain together.

Xianwei looked a little regretful and said, "Mr. Xiao Mo, the late night snacks at the old cook's place were removed not long ago."

Xiao Mo nodded and smiled, "Let's meet again tomorrow."

Xianwei nodded, "This is a good thing."

With Xiaomo together, tomorrow's midnight snack will be settled. Tonight, the old cook asked Zhong Qian if it is necessary to open the restaurant to Yingyu Peak where Grandmaster Zhong Da teaches boxing tomorrow, so as to save you an extra trip. Zhong Qian was holding a toothpick in her mouth and said that after eating, she would live to be ninety-nine if she walked a hundred steps, so there was no need to bother her. It didn’t matter if she walked a few more steps. The old cook smiled and asked, "Why don't I thank you?" While picking her teeth, Zhong Qian said that they were all good buddies, and if they didn't say a few harsh words, the friendship would be in the wine bowl and the vegetable plate. Lieutenant Xian watched and listened, worried whether the old cook would add anything to the meal tomorrow. But if Xiaomo comes with us, it will be safe.

Xie Gou said with a smile, "Xianwei, why don't you hurry up and give me a heads-up when you see the second person enshrining you?"

Xianwei smiled awkwardly. No problem, Miss Xie always likes to joke about pretending to be a Taoist priest.

Xiao Mo frowned and said, "Don't be ridiculous."

Xie Gou yelped, as if his feet were sprained, and leaned towards Xiao Mo, but Xiao Mo stretched out his hand to hold down the mink hat, and the girl shook her head with bright eyes.

On the other side of the mountain road, as they climbed up the stairs together, Chen Pingan kept raising his hand and pointing, probably telling Xu Yuanxia about the situation of the peaks belonging to the Luoluo Mountain vassal.

The mountain owner was elated and proud, his eyebrows were flying, and he was high-spirited.

The white-haired but straight-backed old man put his hands behind his back and pointed somewhere along Chen Ping'an's hand, occasionally nodding and saying a few words.

At the foot of the mountain, the two figures were getting farther and farther away, but their laughter was getting louder and louder.

——

Previously, Deng Jianping was brought to Luopo Mountain by Xie Gou. He threw it at the Sword Worship Platform and ignored it. He just said that if he felt bored, he would go to Tiaoyu Mountain to find happiness.

Standing on the sword worship platform on one of the vassal hills, Deng Jianping, holding a green bamboo staff, was a little confused. It would definitely not be appropriate to rashly find the person named Gan to worship.

Soon a child in white walked out of a simple thatched hut, holding a purple sand pot in his hand, and asked in an old-fashioned manner, "Who is this sacred person?"

Deng Jianping was a little embarrassed for a while. He always felt that when he arrived in the Luolu Mountain Realm, he would say that he was the master's new disciple. The sword cultivator had just separated from the mountain master in Xianyou County, and it was Xie Cixi who sent him here. When Bai Xuan heard about Xianyou County, he nodded, "Now that I know Brother Xu, he is definitely not a thief who is so bold as to sneak up the mountain. Now there are so many swordsmen who want to learn from Yin Guan, so I have to keep an eye on them. .”

Deng Jianping became more and more ashamed.

Bai Xuan glanced at this young man with an unfamiliar face and asked, "Are you also a sword cultivator?"

Deng Jianping nodded and said, "It's a sword cultivator."

Bai Xuan asked, "How old are you and what level you are at?"

Deng Jianping replied, "You are the golden elixir when you are not confused when you are close to your age."

Bai Xuan glared and said, "'That's right', what a big statement!"

Deng Jianping was speechless for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the child raised his head and took a sip of wolfberry tea and nodded, "You are the golden elixir at such an old age, and your qualifications are indeed a bit lacking. It doesn't matter, hard work can make up for your weakness. Don't put pressure on me as a neighbor, which will lead to instability of Taoism." "

Deng Jianping was speechless.

Bai Xuan thought to himself and said, "Let me introduce you, my name is Bai Xuan, Bai Ye's Bai, Yu Xuan's Xuan..."

Deng Jianping could only remain silent.

As a result, a figure came quietly and came to Bai Xuan's side. As soon as he raised his hand and lowered it, it was a solid chestnut, which made Bai Xuan howl.

Deng Jianping was shocked.

The girl got straight to the point and said, "Deng Jianping, are you Master's new disciple?"

Deng Jianping was speechless.

Guo Zhujiu smiled and said, "It's easy to guess. By the way, my name is Guo Zhujiu. Like Bai Xuan, we both come from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. I am very close to you, Luzhou, Beiju. Now we are even closer to each other?"

Deng Jianping came back to his senses, holding the bamboo stick in his arms, lowered his head and clasped his fists, "Deng Jianping has met Senior Sister Guo."

Guo Zhujiu raised his palm with his palm up and said with a straight face, "Junior brother, no courtesy."

Bai Xuan rolled his eyes...Hey, I'm hiding!

I never thought that Guo Zhujiu didn't reward him with a chestnut and kicked Bai Xuan away. He just protected the purple clay pot with both hands. Bai Xuan swaggered down the mountain without forgetting to look back at Deng Jianping. He was so pitiful and pitiful that he became Guo Zhujiu's. Junior brother.

Guo Zhujiu said, "There are sword cultivators here at the Sword Worship Platform. Did Gouzi tell you to learn swordsmanship from Gantang?"

Deng Jianping had no choice but to take the initiative to ignore the term "gouzi" and nodded, "Xie Cixi has this plan."

Guo Zhujiu said, "Then I'll take you to Tiaoyu Mountain first to find the way. You can do whatever you want from now on."

Deng Jianping immediately thanked him.

Guo Zhujiu laughed, this junior brother looked very similar to Scrophulariaceae and the others.

Guo Zhujiu took out a talisman sword from his sleeve and explained, "Of course you can use the sword as you like when visiting the hills of your home, but in addition, there is an unwritten old rule in the entire old Lizhu Cave world. Monks control the wind. It is necessary to wear this sword talisman, and our genealogy monks in Luolu Mountain are no exception."

Deng Jianping started to express his thanks again.

It turned out that the old deaf man had moved out of the Sword Worship Platform not long ago and officially settled in Huaying Peak. He built a hut himself and brought in bedding. It seemed that Gan Zongfeng planned to stay here for a long time.

Although the master here, the chief instructor, is Bai Jing in name, the real preacher is Gan Tang. There was no way, Hua Yingfeng lost so embarrassingly in that competition between the Qi Master and the martial artist, and most importantly, it was related to whether the old deaf boy could learn some exquisite sword skills from Bai Jing. I have to admit that when it comes to cultivation, there are also different levels of geniuses. The old deaf boy thinks he can't compare to Xiao Mo, let alone Bai Jing.

Generally speaking, when you reach the mountain, you will be completely different from the ordinary people outside the mountain. When the Qi practitioner goes down the mountain again,

Everywhere stands out. But the problem is that on the mountain, there are people who are practicing Taoism all around, and they are afraid of comparing things with others. It is easy for the Taoist heart to become unstable, and even the Taoist heart to collapse. There are many people there. How many people who are new to mountaineering and studying Taoism initially have aspirations higher than the sky, but as time goes by, they disappear into the crowd and become mediocre people with mediocre materials. How can they reach the top of the road? As time goes by, their Taoist aspirations fade away and their spirits are wasted. Almost exhausted, the form and spirit are as withered as old wood. If the old deaf boy is not in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the young Taoist is not in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, where can he be regarded as a hero?

In Huaying Peak, today's old deaf boy has a serious expression, like the preacher who is sitting in the hall to give a lecture, and he starts to give some enlightened remarks, "Everyone needs to know that there are three realms of practice. They are on the futon in the dojo. In a battle of wits, in a battlefield of life and death.”

Outside the house, there were actually two shameless martial arts practitioners from Yingyu Peak, Huaying Peak's rival, who were openly listening to the old deaf man preach at the door.

The old deaf child didn't care about this trivial matter, and just focused on teaching the "Three Realms" to the strong and weak ones who were practicing Taoism.

The old swordsman just gave a simple example, and the young girls were immediately fascinated.

Just because the people mentioned by Gan Chongfeng, whether they are positive models or negative examples, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

There were Beiyin official Nan Shouchen, Feiran, and the group of young sword cultivators from the Wilderness Jiashen account who were enemies on the battlefield of the Sword Qi Great Wall in the past.

Zheng Dafeng crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the door. He couldn't be more beautiful. He smiled and waved to the house. Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him for the time being. It's okay. Every girl pretends that she doesn't have Brother Dafeng in her heart, right? Thin-skinned, I understand. I recall those days when I was the shopkeeper of a wine shop in Feisheng City. I had a handsome appearance and a humorous speech. There were many young and old girls passing by on the street who caught a glimpse of her. I wonder how determined I, Mr. Zheng, am to be able to maintain my integrity year after year.

Zheng Dafeng whispered carefully to Wen beside him, "Brother Wen, after living here for a long time, you are still a little surprised, right?"

Wen replied carefully, "If Brother Zheng hadn't dragged me here with him, I wouldn't have dared to come here even to death."

Wen carefully knew that Brother Zheng was informal, but he never thought that he would take him to observe the preaching of the man who was willing to worship him. Although Wen Jingsheng already has the nickname Grandmaster Wen here in Luopo Mountain and is a close sibling to Zhong Qian, don't forget that Wen Jingsheng, who has a good background, is also a very serious Taoist priest of Lingfei Palace.

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his hands and smiled and said, "From now on, I will be a guest at Lingfei Palace. Brother Wen, remember to be a good host. Don't be like Wei Bo and hide it, just like guarding against thieves."

How could Wen Chengxin dare to agree to this casually? After all, Zheng Dafeng is no better than ordinary people, and even a man like Wen Chengxin, who is known for being unruly, often feels inferior to himself.

For example, Zheng Dafeng always said that he watched Shanzhu Chen grow up with his own eyes, but he barely mentioned that he grew up with a handful of **** and a handful of urine. Fortunately, there is also the white-haired boy who claims to be the composer of music, who often comes to Yingyu Peak to make trouble and expose the old man. The words are conclusive, well-founded and vivid, as if they were present at the time and saw and heard with their own eyes and ears. Even Zheng Dafeng was not sure. Did I really steal such-and-such items from so-and-so's house, or eavesdrop on a fight in the bed at such-and-such a night?

Zheng Dafeng said for no reason, "Brother Wen, have you noticed that you seem to be a different person?"

Wen was stunned when he heard the words carefully and was in a daze. Have it?

When he thought about it carefully, he felt a little worried.

Zheng Dafeng raised his eyebrows sideways, flirting with the oldest and best-looking girl in the room, and continued chatting carefully with Wen, "Is it refreshing and completely different? Or has he returned to his original appearance? It's like polishing bricks and turning them into mirrors." Those who say that you cannot become a Buddha by sitting in meditation will have the opportunity to make people realize it through words. It is of little use to tell you this truth. The principle of "one inch of time, one inch of gold" is said to the peasants whose face is closest to the earth, but to the cold window in the study It’s different to study as a scholar.”

Wen Chengxin was actually not weak in talent and temperament, but he was still stunned by Zheng Dafeng's words.

A certain girl in the room gritted her teeth and started to complain. The old deaf child endured and endured, turned his head and looked at the door, and said in his heart, "Zheng Dafeng, you and Wen are just talking carefully for free. Don't disturb the students in the room."

Wen carefully put his hand on his forehead. He had no shame in staying any longer and left first.

Zheng Dafeng gathered his voices as he walked, and said to the girl in the room with a playful smile, "Although the possibility is extremely small, I still have to say, if anyone bullies you, remember to tell brother Dafeng."

The woman in the room blushed and sighed softly. You're a scoundrel, you're a dirty person, you're shameless!

Zheng Dafeng held the back of his head with both hands, and his shoulders swayed, up and down, swinging beside Wen Qingxin.

Wen carefully asked, "Brother Zheng, is it possible that you have a relationship with the woman in the house?"

Zheng Dafeng laughed and said, "We are two frivolous sluts. Which girl would have a relationship with us because of her failure in her previous life?"

Wen carefully said helplessly, "That's not what you said."

Just scold yourself, don't take me with you.

Zheng Dafeng thought to himself and said, "Brother Wen, you know very well that we are very compatible!"

Wen carefully smiled bitterly. The only thing he knew clearly was that Cen Yuanji, who also taught boxing at Yingyu Peak, originally regarded herself as an arrogant person. Just because she was familiar with Zheng Dafeng, Cen Yuanji felt that she was an inexperienced person. A useless libertine. Wen Chengcheng was very unjust, and he had no wrong thoughts towards Cen Yuanji.

Zheng Dafeng thought of the embroidered tiger, and then naturally thought of playing chess, and said, "Let's talk about a game, and enjoy a little gambling."

Deng Jianping followed Guo Zhujiu and landed at Huaying Peak.

Guo Zhujiu stood outside the door and said in his heart, "Old deaf boy, his name is Deng Jianping. He is my master's new disciple. He will come here often to listen to classes in the future. Please give me a seat."

The old deaf boy was reluctant and nodded.

Guo Zhujiu said, "It's Xie Gou's suggestion to come here to listen to the class."

The old deaf child looked at Guo Zhujiu. Guo Zhujiu seemed to be smiling, but the old deaf child smiled awkwardly. Guo Zhujiu said something before leaving, which made the old deaf child feel complicated again.

"It's good to think of this place not as Luopo Mountain, but as the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

The old deaf man didn't say anything, and sighed inwardly. The young sword cultivators who lived in the summer palace were really more skilled than the other.

Deng Jianping first bowed to the person offering sacrifices, and then quickly sat down in the corner. There was no extra futon, so he sat on the floor, put a hiking stick across his knees, and said quickly in his heart, "Listen to the teachings of your predecessors." .”

The old deaf boy nodded. He was not young, not high-level, and had average qualifications, but he was a man of etiquette.

Continuing with the lecture, I have to say that preaching to an old deaf child is indeed more useful to those monks than a certain chief instructor. At least you can understand every word!

On the white jade railing at the top of the mountain, Xie Gou sat next to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo was silent for a long time and said, "You are afraid that I will reach the Fourteenth Realm. I am also a little worried. If you don't care so much, I don't have to worry."

Xie Gou regained his true appearance, shook his legs, looked forward, pretended to be surprised, and said with a smile, "It doesn't sound like what Xiao Mo would say, who taught you?"

Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "No one teaches me, it's just what I think from my heart."

Bai Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Then I will take it seriously."

Xiao Mo said, "It's best to take it seriously."

A little girl in black, carrying a cotton bag cross-body, was returning from a patrol in the back mountains. She happened to come around the Old Mountain Shrine Temple in White Jade Square. When she saw this scene, she was stunned for a moment. What should she do? Mr. Xiaomo couldn't follow her. A woman you know? Does this count as what the book said about me being intimate with each other before the flowers and under the moon? There is no misunderstanding, right? What to do, what to do, should I tell the dog? I told Gouzi, what should I do with Mr. Xiaomo?

Xiaomi Li had an idea and thought of it. He quickly closed his eyes and walked backwards, thinking silently in his heart that he saw nothing and looked at nothing...

After just a dozen or so steps, Xiao Mi Li circled back to the back of the hall, squatted down, frowned, scratched her face hard, and began to feel worried, feeling sad for Gouzi.

A voice rang in my ears, "Protector Zhou, Mani."

Xiaomi Li was startled and turned around blankly, "Huh?"

The girl in the mink hat stretched out her finger and hissed, "Don't make any noise, I'm trying to catch someone..."

Xiaomi Li tilted her head and said bitterly, "Huh? Huh?"

It's really dark and windy tonight, and the world is dangerous.

It would be nice if the good mountain master was here.

Xiao Mo said angrily, "Don't scare Xiaomi Li."

Xie Gou hugged Xiaomi Li, rubbed his face, and laughed, "Xiaomi Li is so generous!"

Xiao Mo explained softly, "Xiaomi Li, the woman you saw just now is one of Xie Gou's true appearance."

Xiaomi Li was relieved, laughed loudly, gave a thumbs up, and said in praise, "Gouzi, you are really tall."

Xiaomo is confused, Gouzi?

Xie Gou pulled Xiaomi Li and stood up, "Let's go and listen to the class. Our mountain master just accepted a disciple, and he was mistakenly accepted as a disciple over there in Ganbangbang."

Xiao Mili was a little nervous and asked carefully, "How old are you and how tall are you?"

Xie Gou grinned and said, "Tall, young man, he is a swordsman."

Xiaomi Li scratched his face, heyed, picked up the green bamboo stick, "Come on, Gouzi, let's take a look!"

Xiaomo smiled gently and followed the chattering girls.

At the dojo teaching at Huaying Peak, as soon as Xie Gou arrived, there was Xiao Mo, not to mention Zhou Mili, who was enshrined as the guardian of Luolu Mountain.

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Deaf children are inevitably nervous, and all the Taoist monks here are even more helpless.

I heard that the mountain owner is currently in retreat at Fuyao Foothills. In the entire Luopo Mountain, Zhou Zongfeng is the only one who can come and go freely?

In fact, the one who was most nervous was Xiaomi Li, who was sullen.

Xiao Mo and the others walked to the end and took out four futons. As soon as Xiao Mi Li sat down, he let out a long breath.

Xie Gou sat cross-legged and waved his hand, telling the wooden man to stop being stunned and continue to preach and teach us swordsmanship.

The old deaf boy had just glanced at Xiao Mo, and now he was finally able to calm down. There was another figure in green shirt at the door.

The visitor just smiled and said, "Excuse me, continue teaching."

The old deaf boy had a sad face. How can you teach here if you are here?

Deng Jianping, who was an apprentice and valued etiquette, could not compete for the second seat. She had already hurriedly wanted to give up the futon.

But Chen Ping'an just sat casually next to Xiao Mili, with his hands in his sleeves and a smile on his face.

The old deaf boy played a clever trick and asked tentatively, "Why don't you, Lord Yin Guan, give a lecture in person and tell you the many details of the fight with the Jia Shen Zhang Sword Cultivator?"

Chen Ping'an counterattacked an army, "Why don't we first elaborate on the internal fight between Huaying Peak and Yingyu Peak? Why did a group of mountain cultivators lose to martial arts practitioners?"

Xie Gou clicked his tongue, "It's too tragic to look at, unbearable to look back on, outrageous, heartbreaking..."

Xiao Mili lowered his voice and said, "Gouzi, aren't you the master coach here?"

Xie Gou sighed, "They are all willing to teach. I am just a fill-in and don't teach much."

Xiaomo had no choice but to stand up and said, "Let me explain why you lost."

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Xu Yuanxia settled in Luolu Mountain.

Xiaomili is responsible for entertaining guests and accompanying them on tours. Perhaps the person who admires this big-bearded hero the most on Luolu Mountain is the big water monster of Dumb Lake.

Xu Daxia can write travel notes, and I happen to have a lot of landscape stories. So every morning early in the morning, the little girl in black works as a doorkeeper at the door.

Chen Pingan took a trip to Fuyao Island.

Gu Can chose Quanjiao Mountain on the Fuyao Island side to host the sect's celebration, but it was quiet and no news was leaked.

Even if Gu Can didn't hide her words in person last time and complained that Chen Pingan was a busy man, Chen Pingan would definitely participate no matter how busy he was.

After changing his appearance, Chen Ping'an arrived at the not unfamiliar Jinchi Ferry in Fuyao Island. By chance, he met two acquaintances in the bustling city. He didn't need to be sharp-eyed at all. It was really difficult to pretend not to see him. Pavilion Master Liu in pink robes was chatting with several young female cultivators, and they seemed to be having a lively conversation. Next to Liu Chicheng was the bored fellow Taoist Long Bo, who was certainly not the former number one martial artist in the world. Zhang Tiaoxia is Chai Bofu who was born as a wild cultivator in Aquarius Continent. To a certain extent, he is also an "old golden elixir" who can compete with the young hermit official.

Chen Pingan walked over and kicked Liu Saobao on the butt.

Liu Chicheng was shocked. He turned around and looked around. He was stunned and quickly recognized Chen Ping'an's identity. He reached out and grabbed the latter's arm. He was very happy, "We two brothers really have a tacit understanding!"

Chai Bofu quietly moved his steps.

Chen Pingan suppressed his curiosity and refused to ask about the current state of Taoist monk Long Bo.

Liu Chicheng said, "Tomorrow is the ceremony. Should we stay here at the ferry tonight, or should we go directly?"

Chen Pingan said, "Should I pay?"

Liu Chicheng complained, "We talk about money as soon as we meet, which really hurts our feelings."

The female cultivators were more curious about this person's identity.

Of course, Liu Chicheng would not be stupid and revealed Chen Ping'an's identity. He just agreed on a date and place with them, and they would go to visit a nearby place together.

After they left with smiles on their faces, Chen Pingan asked, "Didn't you recognize your identity?"

Liu Chicheng smiled and said, "Liu is walking around the rivers and lakes, among the flowers. He never relies on famous teachers to win the hearts of beautiful women. He only relies on his talent, appearance and sincerity to win the heart."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't rely on the name but rely on the senior brother?"

Liu Chicheng smiled awkwardly. Fortunately, his brother was nowhere to be seen. How about someone else saying such stupid things?

Chai Bofu dared to say something: "Master Chen Shan, Master Liu Pavilion, please continue chatting. I just saw something interesting in the shop. Let's take a look at it when I get back."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist Long Bo, you can do whatever you want."

Liu Chicheng originally wanted to mention a few words about the Chai Bo Talisman, but you have too little discernment and are still from the same hometown... But that guy's figure was like a fish swimming through the crowd, and he disappeared in an instant.

With Liu Chicheng around, others would always give way when walking on the road.

Even if you can't recognize Pavilion Master Liu from Baidi City, just because he dares to wear such eye-catching clothes when going out, he is definitely not an easy person. He either has a realm or a backer.

Chen Pingan asked in his heart, "Gu Can, is this the upper sect or the lower sect?"

This is also an interesting thing. Baidi City is going to create two sects at the same time. Who is the upper sect and who is the next sect? Zheng Juzhong did not make any statement and let the two disciples decide for themselves.

Liu Chicheng smiled and replied, "It's the lower sect. After all, Fu Zi is Gu Can's senior brother. Gu Can doesn't care about this kind of thing. Although Fu Zi doesn't say anything, he still cares about it in his heart. Gu Can doesn't have to do it for a little bit." The false reputation makes him feel grudge."

Chen Ping'an said, "You can't say it's just a false name. The difference between the two sects is not just a little bit different."

Liu Chicheng was extremely proud and said, "Under the Baidi City Taoist tradition, there is no difference. It is impossible for Fu Xi and Shangzong to control the lower sect, and Gu Can and the lower sect do not need to offer anything to the upper sect."

Chen Pingan said angrily, "I can't tell you this."

Liu Chicheng laughed and said, "Indeed. After a long time, who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Whether there is a difference or not, I don't have to say."

Liu Chicheng said, "Senior Sister Han is very attentive. Before the retreat, she had already given me a sum of Grain Rain money. From now on, I will be in charge of you regarding selling books."

Chen Pingan frowned and said, "Isn't it appropriate?"

Liu Chicheng said angrily, "Chen Ping'an, what you said is unreasonable. I'm not greedy, and I can't do anything to make profit from it. Besides, we have known each other for many years. What kind of person and character do I have?" , you’re not familiar with it yet?”

For example, Liu Chicheng has always been responsible for taking care of Baidicheng's continuous revenue sharing from Caiyun Pu. Didn't he handle it properly?

Previously, he was suppressed by the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and kept in Aquarius Continent for thousands of years. When Liu Chicheng returned to Baidi City, he discovered that there was no one in charge of this money. It was simply a mess. But Liu Chicheng was so moved that his senior brother valued him so highly. It seemed that Baidi City would be able to function without him, but in the end it was a fly in the ointment.

According to Liu Chicheng's understanding, to be relied upon, a person who is relied upon must rely on his ability. But who to value is a matter of personal preference. Liu Chicheng felt that he was someone valued by his senior brother.

Besides, when has senior brother ever relied on anyone? Something that is simply not needed.

The contemporary Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhao Tianlai, personally came down from the mountain, brought the Celestial Master Seal and the Immortal Sword, and suppressed Liu Chicheng in Aquarius Continent for a thousand years.

All fools know that a person who has achieved perfection in the Ascension realm will teach a lesson to someone who is in the Jade Purity realm. Do you need to mobilize forces like this?

To put it bluntly, isn't it all thanks to having a senior brother?

It seems that Pavilion Master Liu always looks at problems from an unconventional way.

Chen Ping'an explained seriously, "I heard that you are a good businessman. I am afraid that you will not care about friendship and help my senior sister to haphazardly bargain. Master Huolong said that you are quite experienced in business, and besides being refreshing, you are also quite shrewd."

Liu Chicheng liked to hear this kind of words. This guy was wearing a pink Taoist robe. His sleeves were swaying more and more. His face was full of joy and he exclaimed, "I'm really good at judging people!"

Chen Pingan held it in for a long time after hearing the words. He didn't say anything. He just patted Liu Chicheng on the shoulder. He felt guilty for earning such a fool's money.

Liu Chicheng smiled heartily and said, "My brothers, don't say anything more."

Han Qiaose is currently in seclusion, and her senior brother Zheng Juzhong has opened a dojo for her in a secret place. It seems that if she cannot prove her ascension in one fell swoop, she will not have to go out.

And she was separated to Gu Can, and Gu Can had no intention of giving her any important position.

The previous sect celebrations of Chen Ping'an's Luolu Mountain and Qingping Sword Sect were already messy enough, but Gu Can was even more careless like this.

Zheng Juzhong, the authentic ancestral sect of Baidi City and the master, did not appear.

Senior brother Fu Xi did not come from the barbaric world to congratulate him. He just used the flying sword method to send a message. It was not thin, but it could not be called rich.

Gu Can did not invite anyone to watch the ceremony.

Let’s just talk about the deputy sect leader, Liu Youzhou. As the only son of Liu Jubao in Aaizhou. Such a big thing happened, but there was no sign from Liu's side.

Becoming the second-in-command of a sect is not comparable to being a worshiper or guest in the sect's immortal mansion.

Liu Chicheng suddenly clicked his tongue and said, "Sure enough, you are the proud one, so I made a special trip here to wait for you."

Among the bustling crowd in front, Gu Can stood on the road and looked towards them.

Once upon a time, someone started a reunion after a long absence with a slap in the face, and the one who received the slap still had a smile on his face.

Chen Pingan, you are here.