Wu Shuangjiang raised the partridge-spotted ancient tea cup, he took a sip of tea, looked at Chen Ping'an, smiled and said, "His conceitor just ask the price, let’s talk about it first, don’t worry about it. It was the lion who opened his mouth. Wu and Taoist couple have two lives. It's not an exaggeration to ask for prices."

Cui Dongshan sneered and said, "Strong buy and sell, isn't it an expert?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said: "There is such a suspicion, but it involves the life and wealth, so I can't help but pay attention to what kind of immortality."

Jiang Shangzhen sighed and said, "It's really frank. After all, Elder Wu is a great monk of the fourteenth realm, and his words and deeds are consistent and upright."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "I've been hacked to death by a few of you once, and I've gotten a few strange words, it's not a big problem."

The battle of the Great Dao must definitely be divided into a battle of the Great Dao of life and death. Jiang Shangzhen was so angry that he wanted to get up and make a few words. He held Cui Dongshan's hands on his shoulders, pressed it back hard, and complained: "Why? Well, I can't beat it, save some effort. If you don't get together later, the important task of kowtow with Old God Wu for mercy will have to be entrusted to you, the chief priest."

After Chen Pingan took a seat, he took out a porcelain bottle and smeared his hands with a secret plaster made by the Yang Family Medicine Shop. The bandaged skillfully, and then twisted out a few white bones and raw meat symbols. Finally, he said, "Senior, please turn it over. After listening to the old calendar, the younger generation will make a decision."

Wu Shuangjiang looked at this young man who was always calm and calm, and asked with a smile, "How did you cut your last sword?"

If Ning Yao handed out the sword, Wu Shuangjiang would not be surprised, but a Yupu realm sword repairman, holding a long sword, but half a sword rank, can actually cut his true body, heaven and man directly. phase?

Chen Ping’an said: “There’s no good swordsmanship. It just jumps forward and slashes with the sword, but the method of operation is the sword qi from the Great Wall of sword qi eighteen stops, and a bit of punching is added. Drum style."

Wu Shuangjiang, who is learning what is what, deliberately hides it, which is of little significance. In that case, it is better to be honest.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and nodded, raised his hands and put his fingers together, and gently touched it. Eighteen mustard sword auras appeared on the table. They were not in a straight line. The hovering position was just in line with the eighteen small worlds of gas, which were connected to each other. The line, the sword light bloomed slightly, the table was like the earth, the sword aura was like the stars, Wu Shuangjiang seemed to create a pocket galaxy out of thin air, Wu Shuangjiang suddenly made a fist with the other hand, slowly pushed it out, shook his head, as if not satisfied, counted After changing the subtle trajectory, finally handed out a punch, completely natural. After the sword energy is carefully connected, it is a hovering long sword, or a complete stack of eighteen punches.

Wu Shuangjiang twisted his wrist and put this "picture scroll" that was both a sword score and a fist score into his sleeve. He made no secret of his admiration, nodded and smiled: "Fist is a good fist, but I am not a pure martial artist. It's not complete, it's a bit of a fundamental divine will."

Wu Shuangjiang thought for a while, twisted out a cyan talisman from his sleeve, pushed it gently, and floated towards Chen Ping An, "It's just a small compensation for Sui Gong."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "You won't be rewarded if you have no merit. The seniors learned the swordsmanship and fist skills secretly, and the juniors pinched their noses and recognized them."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It's a Taiqing light talisman, also known as a treasure urn for lifting the shape of the day. It is also called the upper corpse solution talisman by the Taoist Qingming. It is my proud work, born out of the Taixuanqing hand-made by Taoist ancestors. Shengfu. It is a well-deserved large amulet with the previous Moon Palace jade axe.

Chen Ping'an was indifferent when he heard the words and still declined.

If this talisman was finally negotiated today, Chen Ping'an would not say one. Even if Wu Shuangjiang gave out a large pile, he would not hesitate to receive it, and those who came would not be rejected. But Wu Shuangjiang's temperament is unpredictable, Tian Xiao couldn't say that he would turn his face, if he moved his hands and feet on a talisman, and then accepted it generously, it was not the way to die.

Seeing that the young hermit did not know how to promote, Wu Shuangjiang was not annoyed, but he did not take back the "green words and green chapter roots" talisman, gently floating on the table in front of Chen Ping'an.

Standing behind Jiang Shangzhen, Cui Dongshan stood on tiptoe and looked at the rare talisman that gleamed on the table. The method of drawing talisman can be learned a bit, but talisman paper is difficult to replace, because the material of the talisman paper is extremely expensive and valuable. Not to mention Liancheng, the main thing is that there are prices but no market. In that Qingming world, the immortals on the twelfth floor of Baiyujing Fifth City are specially used to invite gods to bring real good things.

Wu Shuangjiang turned his head to look at the "old" Sect Master of Yu Guizong with white temples, and smiled heartily: "You and I can be regarded as fellow men."

The girls on both sides are not the most beautiful women on the mountain. For monks like them, what kind of beauty can't be had?

Jiang Shangzhen raised his hand and clasped his fist, shook it lightly, and said with a hippie smile: "I've been rewarded."

The seats for five people in the house are also very interesting.

Wu Shuangjiang's back window faces the door, and the wine table faces the door.

Among the group of Chen Ping’an, after Wu Shuangjiang entered the house and took the lead, although Chen Ping’an was the lowest in realm and was still not lightly injured, he was second only to Cui Dongshan, who was decayed and broken, but still sat on the left hand side of Wu Shuangjiang. On the bench. So the location is closest to Wu Shuangjiang.

Ning Yao seemed to protect the road and chose to sit beside Chen Pingan.

Jiang Shangzhen took the first place to sit on the right of Wu Shuangjiang. As a result, he gave the seat opposite Wu Shuangjiang to the most injured boy in white, who was the farthest from Wu Shuangjiang. It's just that Cui Dongshan did not take a seat, but stood behind Jiang Shangzhen.

Except for this outsider Wu Shuangjiang.

There are four people at a table in the house, in fact, they are all thinking about others.

Luopo Mountain, good atmosphere. Between a pair of young gods and Taoists, between the husband and the student, between the suzerain and the worship, without exception, they can trust life and death.

It's just appropriate to follow these people naturally.

That's why when Wu Shuangjiang appeared, he didn't hide his murderous intentions and didn't mean to sit down and discuss at all.

In order to verify the matter, Chen Ping'an can see how much a deal and an agreement are, and how much is Chen Ping'an willing to pay to fulfill the agreement.

"What is the rarest thing on a wine table?"

Wu Shuangjiang asked and replied: "A table of drinkers is not an eye-catcher."

Just as Chen Ping’an was about to speak, Wu Shuangjiang raised his chin towards the door, “You can leave first, so that your disciple and that little water monster are at ease, let’s talk about business again. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you. Really peace of mind."

Chen Ping'an nodded and went to Ning Yao's house to tell Pei Qian that it was okay, but to make Pei Qian not worry about waking up the sleeping millet.

Finding that Pei Qian was still worried, Chen Ping'an bent his fingers to tap a chestnut shape, Pei Qian smiled, sat back to his original position, and rubbed the head of the millet grain.

Chen Ping'an walked slowly. Walking in the corridor, the white-haired boy with his real name had disappeared, and he must have been hidden by Wu Shuangjiang.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled slightly, watching the fire, turned his head and said to Jiang Shangzhen: "No wonder you are willing to spend your money, gambling skills and gambling luck are so good."

Jiang Shangzhen took a pot of moonlight wine brewed in his own Yun Cave blessed land. He was looking up and drinking, wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "Old Wu has a high level of immortality, so he can say anything."

When Chen Ping'an returned to take a seat here, Wu Shuangjiang gently knocked the tea cup in his hand on the table, and the three characters "nothing" at the bottom turned into golden light, which instantly spread out on the table, like water and cloud patterns. In an instant, Chen Ping'an and his party are on the top floor of a stork building. Only four pillars support the glass roof of Zaojing. There are no doors or windows to hide the view. In front of Chen Ping'an, there is still the green talisman hovering. Jiang Shangzhen stands by the railing. Finger twisted the jug, shook it gently, the moonlight was swayed out with the wine, dissipating between the world and the earth.

Cui Dongshan leaped away, standing on the railing, his two big white sleeves were slowly drifting by the sky.

Wu Shuangjiang slowly walked to the white jade langan on the other side. There was a string of horses hanging under the eaves. The wind blew, ding ding dong dong, swaying bursts of golden light, listening carefully, it turned out to be a woman's singing, graceful and clear.

Wu Shuangjiang put away his tea cup, with his hands held down, he looked into the distance, pointed to a mountain, pavilions, attic buildings, palaces and temples, built on the mountain, row upon row, "From the foot of the mountain to the top, there are a total of 108 mansions. , I had a thought when I entered the realm of Dongfu. In the future, if I were to be the master of the palace, there would be 108 ancestors of the ancestor hall in the palace. First, everyone is not low-level, and humane law is good. It is a pity that it has not been done so far. The mansion Yi Jian is hard to find, money is easy to earn, but the hearts of the people are like flowing water. Many of the sect monks with excellent qualifications are always unable to control Mind, I don’t like this, either because the mansion is small, or the location is low, so they all become passers-by."

Wu Shuangjiang laughed: "Sui Chugong was said to be a teenager's cave, so I laughed. It just happened to remind the monk Sui Chugong that the youth spirit is the most precious and don't be consumed by the world."

I have been too diligent in practicing throughout my life and dare not slack in the slightest, so I often owe studying debts.

Occasionally nothing happened on the mountain. Burning incense and reading Yuxi's poems leisurely, every time Wu Shuangjiang went down the mountain to kill someone, he would turn to Su Zi's words to add to the excitement.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked, "What is the real name of the shopkeeper of the Upside Down Mountain Crane Inn?"

Wu Shuangjiang said: "I won't mention my real name, otherwise Xiao Bai will be unhappy. As for my Sui Shi Gong Jinyu Genealogy, his name is Bai Luo, the character that rises and falls."

Chen Pingan's heart trembled, lowered his voice, and asked a seemingly redundant question: "The ups and downs?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and nodded, "Xiaobai was actually on the night ship, but she was not in the entry city, and had been wandering along the side of Suigong City. Most of it was trouble finding the long-faced man. So you rejected Xiaobai's proposal at that time. Make a wise choice, otherwise Feisheng City and the Fifth World will be in a big fight. The sword repairs to Feisheng City may not be all bad things. Maybe it will be like a broken bamboo within a hundred years, and it will be able to fight against the three with the power of one city. The teaching forces will not lose the wind. It’s just that, the long-term layout of the Summer Palace and the great cause of helping Feishengcheng stand firm will probably fall short.”

Chen Ping'an was so speechless that one couldn't hold back, and in front of Ning Yao, he had to take out a pot of wine and sip the wine before he was shocked.

At that time, he refused the sale of the inn shopkeeper. In fact, Chen Ping'an didn't think much about it. He just didn't want to see any branches in Feisheng City. Risks are opportunities, and opportunities are risks. This truth couldn't be simpler. A young shopkeeper who had been tolerant for hundreds of years in the Fallen Mountain, or the guardian of the palace at that year, didn't know the roots, Chen Pingan couldn't believe it.

Ning Yao guessed, but he was not sure, so he asked Chen Ping An with his eyes.

Chen Ping'an nodded, and said helplessly: "It's that person."

Randomly reviewing the memory, the past is vivid, and he opened the small inn at the end of an alley in the Downfall Mountain. Chen Ping’an clearly remembers that every time he went there to settle down, he saw the young man standing behind the counter, and seemed to be lazy and young. Every time the shopkeeper spoke with Chen Ping'an, he smiled and made money very kindly.

Wu Shuangjiang said, "Xiaobai actually saw you very pleasing to the eye back then, so he helped you'cover up' a martial arts scene, superimposed two by two, so in Huangliang Fudi, he would directly scare the foolish one. Yellow bird. Don’t worry, there’s nothing to calculate about this matter. It’s purely because Xiao Bai felt that he could not find the person he was looking for, and he couldn’t make a lot of money. Life was too boring. Later you became a hermit, Xiao Bai was still very pleased. Yes, on my side, he said he has a good vision of people."

Chen Pingan took another sip of wine.

Mrs. Gui let herself settle in the Crane Inn? Was she aware of it?

In the awe-inspiring world, there is a martial arts temple in the ancestral court of the Chinese military strategists, and there are ten philosophers of that martial arts temple to accompany worship.

But even the later generations of scholars have a lot of criticism about this. For the assistant priests, there are objections. For at least half of the candidates of the ten philosophers of Wu Temple, they are even more objectionable. They feel that they should not be selected at all. The soldiers of the army accompany them to worship, and the number is increased into 72 generals, divided into ten people in the hall and two sixty-two people, enjoying the incense together, which makes many people in later generations disagree, stick to their own opinions, and make a lot of noise. Especially during this period, there was a public case. There were constant suggestions from Confucian sages at the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, suggesting that they should be "flawless people", which made many famous men who had been exhausted but killed too much or were demoted. , Or be directly removed from the position of God. This caused someone who was one of the ten philosophers of the Wu Temple to move out of the main hall and moved to one of the two.

Originally, this person had to lose even the qualifications to accompany Liangyu. In the end, it was rumored that there were two people in the Confucian Temple who were smashing and rolling together. Only then did they reject the proposal, took a compromise, and withdrew from the main hall, but stayed in Liangyu. , It's just ranked fourth.

This still caused great injustices among the later generations of military cultivators, saying that the so-called famous generals selected by the Confucian Temple, there are too many counsellors, they are only Wang Zuo's talents, but they are nothing. Among the 72 people, at least half of them are unworthy to carry boots. The bottom half, half of them were unworthy to lead the horse to that person, and the remaining half had no face to be among the ten martial arts philosophers with that person.

What is the treasurer of the Crane Inn, what is the age of the keeper of the palace, what is the Xiaobai in the world.

What is for nothing.

It's that for nothing!

As for how this person went to the Qingming world, and how he became Wu Shuangjiang's right-hand man, he probably knows again.

Chen Pingan didn't want to ask more.

Wu Shuangjiang said: "Many of them are forced to do so as a last resort."

It was a conclusive conclusion on the previous fight.

The small worlds are stacked one after another, not only to be able to kill him Wu Shuangjiang, but to allow Wu Shuangjiang to use the fourteen realms of cultivation with confidence, without worrying about the proper weather and being perceived by the Confucian Temple.

Wu Shuangjiang continued: "You should be very clear that in the end I did not choose to burn the jade and the stone. It was not that I did not have the power to fight back. Otherwise, except for Ning Yao, the three of you can kill people, but your respective roads are damaged. Clicked."

Chen Pingan said, "'So little'?"

Not to mention that the tip of the Taibai sword is almost separated from the body of the Yeyou sword. If you want to re-refining as before, it will take a lot of time, not to mention that Chen Ping’an will have to smash into a golden mountain and silver mountain, not to mention Chen Ping’an’s own body. The injury caused thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in Xiaotiandi to shake. After Chen Ping'an and the people were killed, the number of times that he needed to use Yang's medicine shop ointment was countless. Not to mention this, Jiang Shangzhen’s Feijian rank has fallen, and Cui Dongshan has even lost a piece of the deciduous skin of the immortal. At this moment, it seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light, but in fact the injury is very serious. If it were not for Cui The Dongshan technique is mysterious, and if he is replaced by a general fairyland qi practitioner, he is half dead long ago, and it is hard to say whether he can keep the upper five levels.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "Don't worry about these, I know the severity."

If Cui Dongshan can't get rid of the shackles of this skin bag, how can he enter the ascension realm? Wu Shuangjiang dared to assert that as a young man in white clothes embroidering a tiger, he has been looking for a sword repairman for these years. He must start in the Ascension Realm, and he must be trustworthy and highly skilled in swordsmanship, such as being in line with Wen Sheng. A Liang who is close? The same door? Only then can you rest assured, let the other party use the sword and break the cage.

As for a piece of willow-leaf Feijian, of course, the loss will be great, but as long as Jiang Shangzhen enters the ascension state, both things will be solved.

It's just that these things that he knows well, it's quite unpleasant to say it. Wu Shuangjiang didn't feel that doing business with these young people would require him to sit back and pay the money.

What's more, the four people joined forces, one created the porcelain broken porcelain figure, and the three combined their strength to cut the fourteen realms. This feat, even if Wu Shuangjiang was the one who was beheaded, he found it extremely interesting.

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Let Wu Shuangjiang look forward to the future a hundred years later.

I just don’t know that after a hundred years and thousands of years, young people have ascended to the realm, so there are four ascensions, three of which are sword repairs?

Will someone in later generations mention this matter? I have to say that.

There used to be someone named Wu Shuangjiang in Sui Chu Gong, who fought against Chen Pingan, Ning Yao, Jiang Shangzhen, and Cui Dongshan?

nice.

Wu Shuangjiang laughed, made an exception, took out a pot of wine, drank a swig, and began to whisper some old calendars, "After Sui Chu Gong had me, it was very different. In less than a hundred years, it will soon rise. When I knew that I was in the Golden Core Realm at that time, I was already a sect clerk, the God of Wealth, and when I became a member of the Yuan Ying, I also held the position of the ruler. Of course, this was just a second-rate mountain at the time. The relationship is not small. But the secret file record that you should have turned over, a Golden Core Talisman monk, in the process of catching each other, killed one Yuan Ying Jian Xiu, and when Yuan Ying, he killed two Yupu realms. I boast, not everyone can do it."

"I am cautious by nature. Some accidents on the path of spiritual practice seem to be dangerous, but in fact they are nothing, but my being like this does not mean that the people around me are the same, so there was a woman who killed two by accident during her downhill experience. Qiqishi, both of them were officials of the secular court. In the process of fighting, they also killed more than a dozen innocent and common people. This account was counted on her, which was not excessive. So I had to go. After a trip to the mountain, I helped her to deal with everything. I had already settled everything. I found the people behind the scenes."

That woman was Wu Shuangjiang's mountain Taoist companion. At Sui Chu Gong, she was a woman with ordinary aptitude and ordinary appearance.

It was a game set up by a monk on the mountain, and of course it was aimed at Wu Shuangjiang, a woman with mediocre appearance and not very good practice qualifications, and it was not worthy of the people behind the scenes.

With a move, Wu Shuangjiang finally provokes Bai Yujing's second head teacher, and he is truly invincible. Even those behind the scenes felt it was a huge surprise.

At that time, Wu Shuangjiang was a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm.

The second son of Dao who was in charge of Bai Yujing's one hundred years, finally gave Wu Shuangjiang a choice, either to beat the drum and be beaten to death by Yu Dou.

Either surrender that woman, and follow the Taoist law, and her soul will disappear. You Wu Shuangjiang just need to stand by and don't die.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly said a digression: "Our three-handed teacher has nothing to do, and he also set up a similar questioning situation for his little brother, but in the subtle aspects of the Taoist heart, he has never let his little brother Satisfaction. Otherwise, that young man would get a fairy relationship at that time, and he would be able to ascend to the sky in one step and enter the Jade Realm. If he can be better than you, and then do the same thing with you, it seems to be asking for trouble. Do something unnecessary, Lu Chen is willing to look at him high."

Chen Pingan said, "That's Shanqing?"

It is also one of the ten young people in the world.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and picked up the hip flask, and pointed to the woman next to Chen Ping An.

Ning Yao didn't say anything casually until this moment, "This person is not very authentic. I cut a few swords and hid in retreat for several years."

Jiang Shangzhen, who kept his ears pricked up, overheared so far, and immediately repeated the words in a low voice, "Take care, take care."

Wu Shuangjiang leaned against the railing, only took a sip, and stopped drinking. He squinted his eyes to look at the mountains and rivers of Sui Chugong in the distance. He smiled and said, "You know, before that happened, I was regarded as green. The Taoist monks with the most sages of Confucianism in the underworld, and there is hope to refine one or two natal characters, because I firmly believe that everything in the world is right and wrong, right and wrong, black and white."

The landscape is still there, and people are already passing by.

That's why Wu Shuangjiang only said that before.

Everyone has a lake of slips in their hearts.

Maybe Jiang Shangzhen's book slips lake, there will be a weak woman who looks like a husky, slim, who can't go away year after year.

It might be the Patriarch Hall of Shenzhuan Peak. From the noisy and noisy it once became empty, there was no more scolding, and no one fell a chair.

Perhaps Cui Dongshan’s book Jianhu will have a shy teacher in his pocket. He has an empty stomach of knowledge and is still hungry. With the first time he meets the teenager, he will walk through the small streets and alleys with cock-crowing dogs barking and smoky smoke.

It may be that there was a young scholar who was motivated by the school in the past years. He was still teaching on behalf of the teacher a moment ago. After a blink of an eye, the few people who attended the class had gone away and never looked back.

It may be an old sword immortal in Nan Po Suo Zhou who returned home from a long distance. He looked back at the Cao Family Ancestor House in Ni Ping Lane as if he saw a woman holding a broom. In the house on that heavy rain, the small courtyard where the rivers return to the church is a Shujian Lake. He directly taught an old sword fairy who had lived for thousands of years and had a hard-hearted heart. When he looked back, he would have blurred vision and whispered softly. Mother, silly mother.

A Shujian Lake may be just that humble rural mass grave. Once there was a lively and lovely girl who was a ghost but feared ghosts the most. After she left the world completely, she could allow someone to revisit her homeland. Swordsman, he won't be so sad, he just sits alone all night without daring to drink.

It may be a lonely accountant, washing his face by the lake. It may be an earlier teenager who said that he was too young at a wine table on the long journey.

It may be a woman who travels far from the city like the moon in the sky, with tears on her face, looking at the top of the city, a sweetheart who has lost her face and body, still seems to have that smile, waved her vigorously Say goodbye, so that the woman with a higher realm and higher swordsmanship can never worry, let alone feel guilty.

The first floor is silent.

Each has his own mind.

The previous confrontation between the two parties seemed to have changed from life and death to chattering, and even hoped to make a sale and enter into an alliance. But in fact, the sword is still drawn and the undercurrent is surging. The two sides must continue to divide life and death at any time. There is no need for a disagreement. Whoever glares at each other will die.

Wu Shuangjiang put away some thoughts, pointed to the cyan talisman, and said to Chen Ping An: "My fourteen realms are in harmony with Taoists. As long as I and Taoists are natural and are not killed at the same time, neither of them will die. As for Among them, how much the avenue was damaged, and the method of restoring my realm, is too much related to the avenue, so I won’t explain it to you. Regarding today’s discussion, I will compensate you one by one for the damage, such as this Zhang Shang Shi Jie Talisman, in addition to being able to turn an earth fairy who has no hope of going to the fifth realm into a ghost and immortal posture, but also able to enter the jade realm. You can change the route, change the route and continue ascending as you like. Moreover, the value of this talisman lies in the material of the talisman. This is compensation for your physical injury."

Chen Ping'an then beckoned to put the talisman in his sleeve.

Wu Shuangjiang continued: "The reason why Jiang Shangzhen and Mr. Cui were able to appear unexpectedly was because they sacrificed the three-mountain talisman. The method of drawing the talisman is no problem. Unfortunately, it is still the problem. The material of the talisman is too poor to carry. There is too much Taoism, so the benefits of the Three Mountains Tour to the three of you are too small."

Wu Shuangjiang took out four more "Jianzhen Green Urns" that were not easy to see in the white jade Kyoto, gently waved his sleeves, and threw them to Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan.

In the Haoran world, all Baiyujing three-way sects, such as the gods of the Aquarius Island, and the Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, will burn this talisman every time someone ranks among the heavens. Please put down the three palms honored by each Teach Patriarch. The degree of its preciousness is evident.

Wu Shuangjiang caught a glimpse of Chen Pingan's face and smiled: "That's all."

Chen Pingan smiled, lied to ghosts. There are not many fourteenth-level monks who are so uneasy to search.

"I really only have these five on my body, but there are still three in Suishi Gongzu Shitang, why don't you go with me to get them?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled slightly and saw Chen Ping'an's thoughts, jokingly said: "Anyway, you and Daochang Sun are also year-end friends, maybe our third master Bai Yujing saw you, and we still have to go back a bit with you. We traveled together in the early years. Xuantuguan, he has been nagging you a lot along the way. With such two friends, not to mention that it was my age when I was a palace, and I couldn't go anywhere in the Qingming world."

Chen Pingan asked, "How is Daochang Sun?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said, "Very lively."

Wu Shuangjiang seemed to remember something, and shook his sleeves. In an instant, two treasures appeared, a scabbard, and the green bamboo stick with the "Qi-Qing Inscription", and they threw them to Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan again, "The scabbard is the dragon. The scabbard is a talisman formation. I have removed all thirty-six restrictions. I can just warm up the willow leaves. If I can’t improve the rank of flying swords, I will treat it as wishing Sect Master Jiang. It's ascendant."

"This trekking stick was given to Mr. Cui as a meeting gift. Mr. Cui can figure out all the magical functions of it."

Cui Dongshan took the green bamboo stick, Jiang Shangzhen held the scabbard, and the two smiled at each other. We really wanted to kill Wu Shuangjiang earlier. Didn't our brothers have a haircut? Since then, we are so lavish and lawless? !

Wu Shuangjiang said to Ning Yao again: "After returning to my hometown, I will send a decree to the disciples of the Fifth World, let them serve for Feishengcheng once, regardless of life and death."

After all, it is the boy cave.

Such an ally is unique in the world.

Ning Yao thanked him.

Wu Shuangjiang said: "Naturally, in the Great Wall of Jianqi, in your heart, I met three people successively. The first of them was the person who traded with me. If you change to someone else, you can’t take nature. Even if you take it away, It’s too much of a trace. So when I saw him on the Great Wall of Jianqi, I said that I wanted to learn from her. Of course, I would be scared to death. She was always timid."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It's Daochang Sun's younger brother."

The wooden house of the Five Elements, the idol of the middle-aged Taoist, is made from a peach tree of the ancestor of the Daxuandu Temple, while the roots of the Wuyue Mountain of Chen Ping'an are made from the blue bricks of the Daxuan Temple. Guan Jianxian's roots and feet.

This middle-aged Taoist-faced distant visitor is the junior in the arms of the grand master of the Great Profound Capital, and the master of Song Maolu, the "one through the ages".

"It seems that she has also met a dull person, wearing straw sandals, hanging a hatchet, and walking around all the time."

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly conjured a whisk, and the whisk drew a round shape, then fisted with one hand, and smiled: "The study is just empty straw sandals. I don't know what you are looking for."

Chen Ping'an was slightly surprised, and still said straightforwardly: "It's not just looking for a place to live, let alone wherever you walk, you don't waste straw sandals."

Wu Shuangjiang and Chen Ping'an handed the whisk, and laughed: "I used to visit and stay with Lu Chen in my hometown, but it can only be regarded as a brief understanding of the Dharma. I hope you will learn Zen sincerely in the future and don't run away."

After Chen Ping'an took the whisk, he slanted his shoulder directly and almost failed to catch the whisk that fluttered in Wu Shuangjiang's hand.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly asked: "The ten major disciples of the Buddha, each has the first. May I ask the Venerable Rahulu who is the number one in secret practice?"

Chen Ping’an did not deliberately play the front, and truthfully replied: “The first time I saw this Buddhism case in a book that year, I actually don’t know why the monk answered'don’t know'. Later, after inquiring with a monk from the cliff. To know the answer."

Since it is a secret trip, how can someone answer this question after hearing this? Of course I don't know.

The general principle of the book is broken, it seems very simple. It's a pity that life has its own problems, it's too difficult to know one you don't know.

Wu Shuangjiang asked again and again: "How is the seamless tower, how is the person in the tower? How is it going to fight Pueraria lobata, how is it only going to the west? How to seize the situation and how to take people? Why is the old monk suddenly drinking, unique The monk is upset, and he is the so-called Junjiazi? Why do you want to sing a horse? Why do you want to whisper, why do you have to keep your mouth silent? Why do you have to pinch your fists and raise your fingers, stick and drink? How to stop at the same time? It’s the original face? Why does the stick have a fixed sword, but there is no white map when the stick is placed? And how to use it as a living sword? How to use it? Why the first sentence is that the official does not allow needles, and the chariots are private Tong? What are Sanxuan Sanyao? How to sit off the tongue of the old monk in the world? How to act upward?!"

Chen Ping'an sighed, and answered truthfully: "There are records in the book. If I just recite and copy these questions, I can say more than 300 answers."

On the long journey, I kept reading, just asking "How do I come from the West?" Chen Ping'an remembered one by one and compiled nearly a hundred answers.

For example, if there are a hundred allusions, some people may know ninety, and they dare not say that they know. But if someone only knows three or two, they already feel that they know all of them.

Wu Shuangjiang finally smiled and asked, "So what is the desolation state? How is the desolation family style? In your own mountain, you should always know this?"

Chen Ping'an hesitated and replied, "Walk barefoot first. At the same time, he sews straw sandals, wears them by himself, and is willing to give them to passers-by. Others don't want to accept them, and we don't force them. After all, we really have to care, everyone has already worn their own shoes. "

Wu Shuangjiang shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied, "First? The meaning is totally meaningless, because I was only worried that you would escape Zen."

Ning Yao put her cheek on the railing with one hand, she just quietly looked at Chen Ping An.

I didn't think he had fallen short in this question and answer with Wu Shuangjiang. How old is this Wu Shuangjiang now, how does Chen Ping'an compare.

Cui Dongshan sits on the railing. This "Juvenile Cave" is surrounded by the palace. The rivers and mountains are beautiful and the scenery is magnificent. It is embarrassing to see: "Time is like an arrow, and the sun and the moon are like a young man."

Jiang Shangzhen leaned on the railing and nodded, "What's more, the young man passed the gap on the white horse, and he didn't realize his white head."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and asked, "I am only curious about one thing now, why are you naturally close to Buddhism?"

Chen Ping’an said: “There are four memorial plaques in my hometown and small town. When I was a child, I heard the content. I felt that there was only the principle of ‘Do not ask outside’. I can understand it, I can barely do it, and it’s still useful.”

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and used his supernatural powers. The next moment only he and Chen Ping'an left the Guanque Tower and arrived at the top of the mountain, except for Gong Zu Shitang.

This is the first time Wu Shuangjiang showed a solemn look, took out a talisman, and said with a stern face: "If by any chance, even if you are in the world, you can't protect nature and be cut by two swords at the same time, then you will treat her. Use this symbol."

Chen Pingan nodded, "I promised."

Wu Shuangjiang questioned: "You don't ask me, why don't you worry about using this talisman on others?"

It is the Taixuan Qingsheng Talisman made by Daozu.

Chen Ping'an said: "There are some things that I really do, and others can't do it. Seniors can rest assured."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and nodded, and asked Chen Ping An to put away the talisman. "You are willing to take such a big trouble. It seems that you resent the Bai Yujing immortal as much as possible."

Chen Pingan said, "In Bai Yujing, there are actually seniors I admire."

After Wu Shuangjiang held his hands, he looked at the clouds and winds outside the mountain, and then pointed to a big stone in the heart of the river near the Guanquelou, "The Xielong Stone over there, as long as you are a guest in the Qingming World, you have the ability to return home. You can move away."

Chen Ping'an glanced at the Xielong Stone, and the corner of his eye glanced at the Crane Tower.

Wu Shuangjiang said in amazement, "Lu Shenmei was wrong, he is like me, and the thief does not go empty."

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly said: "Xiaobai was at Changping Pavilion, chatting with the city lord of Chuigong City very happily, and then made an appointment to beat up a man named Gao Xi, as if to invite someone named Liang Zhouhan to drink, I I don’t know much about your Haoran history. What are the backgrounds of these two people?"

Chen Ping’an thought for a while, and said, “On the Haoran world, candidates for Wu Temple and the major dynasties can be selected at their own discretion. In addition to flattering the monarch, Gao Xi also followed the trend of Confucian Temple, and ruled with several colleagues.

The martial arts accompany the candidates, and in the end, only those who have made merits are always flawless. Liang Zhouhan felt that the matter was not right. He felt that there were no perfect sages in the world. He felt that it was too harsh for the ancients and seemed improper. This must be a Pingshu speech, but unfortunately it was not adopted by the emperor at the time. "

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said: "A man who is flawed is not tired. It is indeed a scholar's words of forgiveness."

Chen Ping An was a little helpless. Since the seniors knew about it, he still asked him a hammer?

Wu Shuangjiang glanced at Chen Pingan’s long sword and said, "If you dare to rest assured, I will help you refine one or two. Before I leave the Haoran World, I will unlock the natural restrictions, and then her combat power will be, It’s not like an ordinary ascension realm. In the future, you will encounter some minor accidents on the path of spiritual practice. You can temporarily lend her the sword."

The battle of the monks at the top of the mountain, in fact, the real competition is two things, the maximum killing power of the spell or flying sword, and the level of escape ability.

This is also the reason why Wu Shuangjiang had to make four imitation swords.

And Wu Shuangjiang has a few more skills.

Chen Ping'an clasped his fists to thank him, his predecessors were very sincere.

Wu Shuangjiang asked: "What is the name of the long sword he is carrying?"

Chen Pingan said: "Night tour."

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said, "Good name."

After a moment of silence, Wu Shuangjiang smiled and asked: "Then go back?"

Chen Pingan has no objection.

The small world disappeared, and everyone returned to the inn house.

Chen Ping'an and the three nodded, indicating that it was all right.

Jiang Shangzhen asked: "That auntie from Zhengyang Mountain, you can't stare hard for a long time, just let her slip away?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Then go back quickly?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Thanks."

As a result, a chief worshipper beats his chest, and a proud student stuns his feet, all coincidentally, all in a sad state.

Then the two of them laughed, raised their hands and clapped their hands, applauding each other for their understanding and understanding.

The two were about to twist out a mountain talisman, and then return to a secluded hill around Zhengyang Mountain.

Chen Pingan coughed as a reminder.

Cui Dongshan immediately understood and looked at the old **** Wu pitifully.

Jiang Shangzhen's method of drawing amulets is very ghostly, not even as good as the mountain lord.

As for Cui Dongshan and Chen Pingan, they really don't have much energy to draw these three mountain symbols.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "Then Mr. Lautri first draws the three mountains in his heart?"

Cui Dongshan's chicken pecked at the rice and nodded vigorously.

There was no movement from the white-clothed boy, Wu Shuangjiang just smiled without talking, took out the tea cup again, and started drinking tea leisurely. The three of you are not in a hurry. I am an outsider, what anxious.

Chen Pingan was even more immobile.

Where's the pen and Dansha? Where's the talisman?

It's as if a house is full of paupers, but there is none.

Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand to cover his heart, coughing endlessly.

Jiang Shangzhen touched the snow-white temple with one hand.

Older gingers are more spicy.

Chen Ping'an turned around and asked Ning Yao if he wanted to drink, Ning Yao said yes, pick a pot, stop stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus, and change it. Chen Ping’an said it’s okay, but there are a lot of drinks, so don’t worry...

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "A thief boat is a thief's den."

After speaking, Wu Shuangjiang shook his head, put down the tea cup reluctantly, and took out a pen and a talisman. It turns out that his mother's is another "green" talisman...

Seeing Chen Pingan's eyes widened, good fellow, he is indeed a senior who can chat with Daochang Sun!

Chen Ping'an stood up with lightning speed, first slapped the green talisman, took out a piece of ordinary talisman paper, and quickly threw it to Cui Dongshan. Cui Dongshan took the precious talisman given by the husband, then got up and bent down, stretched out his hands, and hurriedly removed the immortal pen with the inscription "Sheng Hua" in the hands of Old God Wu.

On the yellow paper talisman, Cui Dongshan drew the shape of the three mountains, and then vigorously flicked the "Shenghua" pen in his hand, just like the brush under the mountain.

Jiang Shangzhen complained about Brother Cui, and quickly Pidian Pidian gave Old Immortal Wu a brush from his own collection.

Suddenly, the three of them were stunned on the spot almost at the same time. Cui Dongshan glanced at the brush in his hand, raised his head and glanced at Mr. Chen Ping'an, glanced at Cui Dongshan, and looked down at the green talisman paper in his hand.

Wu Shuangjiang took the three-mountain talisman made of yellow paper, held the brush handed by Jiang Shangzhen, smiled and said, "Mr. Cui and Sect Master Jiang, do you not need my help to draw the talisman?"

Wu Shuangjiang raised his hand and hooked, "Two."

Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan each obediently handed over a piece of green talisman paper that had not been warmed up. Wu Shuangjiang put the brush in his sleeve and waved again.

Cui Dongshan had to hand over the "Sheng Hua" pen, never thought that after Wu Shuangjiang took the pen, he put the two green talisman on the table into his sleeve and waved to Chen Ping An.

Obviously, the talisman that Chen Ping'an pocketed as an ann must also be returned to him by Wu Shuangjiang.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Senior, is this too much?"

Wu Shuangjiang said: "Who is in a high realm, who said what is it? Who said it before?"

Jiang Shangzhen watched his nose, nose and heart.

The three of them stole the chicken and didn't lose the rice. They also put in a blue and green talisman. To be precise, it seemed to be two.

Cui Dongshan bit his scalp and said, "Sir, you should keep the one. Me and Chief Zhou still have one."

Jiang Shangzhen slapped his forehead, and he suffered an elbow from Cui Dongshan.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled, waved his hand, took out the two green and green talisman again, held the "Shenghua" pen, concentrating slightly, and finished drawing the two Sanshan Talisman in one go, and gave them to Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan, and finally gave the "Shenghua" pen. Throwing it to the boy in white, he said: "I also wish Mr. Cui a wonderful pen to write a few more immortal poems."

How to do business with people is one thing, but giving gifts in a good mood is another.

Chen Ping'an was full of emotion, learned, learned.

Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen each twist their charms, and are about to leave the night ship and return to the land of Aquarius.

Chen Ping'an stood up, walked to them, held Cui Dongshan's head with one hand, and then suddenly hugged Jiang Shangzhen, and lightly knocked Jiang Shangzhen's back with his fist.

There is nothing to say about Cui Dongshan, Jiang Shangzhen, and Chen Ping An.

Jiang Shangzhen looked a little embarrassed, he hesitated, and hugged Chen Ping An.

It seems that I have never hugged a man in my life.

Even if it was the eldest son Jiang Heng, he didn't seem to be treated when he was swaddling the baby. He never hugged him as a father.

Chen Ping'an took two steps back and smiled: "Everything goes smoothly."

Jiang Shangzhen suddenly wanted to speak and stopped.

Chen Pingan was a little confused.

Jiang Shangzhen lowered his voice and said, "I heard that there is a Lingxi City here, that city lord girl, I have long admired, if possible, trouble the mountain lord to help me with a word, just say anything, and the lord speaks most appropriately."

Chen Ping'an heard it loudly and decently, Uncle Jiang, with a slightly embarrassed face, turning his head to look at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao said: "You are not afraid of shadows when you are upright, and you have to be guilty of this kind of thing? How many 300 taels are hidden on the road?"

Chen Ping'an withdrew his gaze, smiled slightly to Jiang Shangzhen, and expressed his sincere thanks.

Jiang Shangzhen asked tentatively: "Then... don't talk about it?"

Wu Shuangjiang was sitting there drinking tea and watching the excitement. He felt that Sect Master Jiang was really a wonderful person, and he was very close to him.

Cui Dongshan hurriedly helped to change the subject and said: "Sir, if you have to go to the Sensual City in your spare time, meet a two-legged swing, climb the ladder to write the list, and finally frighten the old man with gray hair all night, you must help the students and He said, his handwriting is really good, and future generations should not be prohibited from writing the list."

Chen Pingan knew who Cui Dongshan was talking about and agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Shangzhen twisted the talisman and smiled and said, "Thanks to the hard work of the mountain lord, I have left."

Cui Dongshan took out the green bamboo stick "Qing Qi Ming", squinted lightly, laughed and said, "Mr. take care, students go."

The white-clothed boy and the blue-shirted scholar, the two figures disappeared in a flash.

Wu Shuangjiang turned his head and looked out the window, smiled and said, "It's about to dawn."

Wu Shuangjiang turned his head and stood up and said, "Then it won't delay your chat? I have to look at the counter."

Chen Ping'an asked: "When will seniors leave the ferry and return to Sui Chu Gong?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It depends on your mood. Maybe even if you leave the night ship, you will first take a trip to the wild world."

After Wu Shuangjiang left, Chen Ping An and Ning Yao went to Pei Qian’s room. The millet was still asleep. Pei Qian gently shook the head of the millet before she woke up before she woke up. Covering the little girl's nose and mouth, the millet grains frowned slightly, confused, and patted Pei Qian's palm. It seemed that he could sleep for a while. Pei Qian had to say, "Millet grains, patrolling the mountains!"

Millet grains immediately jumped up, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and yelled: "Good, good!"

Then I saw the good man, Mrs. Shanzhu, and Pei Qian with a smirk on his face. The little girl in black put her hands in her mouth and laughed. Pei Qian didn't lie to others. When she woke up, she saw everyone.

Ning Yao said to Chen Ping’an, who looked tired, “You’ll go to bed for a while, and I will chat with Pei Qian and Mi Li for a while.”

Chen Ping'an nodded and fell asleep on the table.

As for whether the millet grains will say anything, I really can't care about it. Anyway, I am not afraid of shadows.

At the entrance of the inn, Wu Shuangjiang, still with the face of a young man, sat on the bench, raised his legs, closed his eyes, shook his head and shook his head, raised his erhu, occasionally opened his eyes, smiled gently, and looked slantingly, as if there was someone beside him. The woman with the pipa in her arms sits aside. She sings with the sound of the pipa and the erhu, wishing all lovers in the world will eventually become married.

Chen Ping'an quickly rubbed his eyebrows and woke up, the sound of the erhu was really noisy.

Ning Yao took Pei Qian and the millet grains back to his house, Chen Ping'an deliberately cut off the sound of the erhu, took off his boots and sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to breathe, his mind immersed in it.

When Chen Pingan woke up, he found that it was dusk. Fortunately, there was no sound of the erhu. Chen Pingan put on his boots and walked to the lobby of the inn. He found that Ning Yao and the three were there, and Wu Shuangjiang was spreading out. A book, no more erhu, and start to be the storyteller, Ning Yao three nibbling melon seeds, there is a dish of dried stream fish on the table, as the audience.

Chen Ping'an just stood there, and after listening to it for a moment, he began to sweat in cold sweat. Wu Shuangjiang said what was in the book. Then the heroine asked the young hero, dare to ask the son of his surname and his name, I don’t know when he can meet again? There is also the charming ghost and fox charm that happened in the mountains and the wild, charmingly smiled and asked the young man, taking advantage of the beautiful scenery, what should I do if I don’t behave?

Hearing this, Xiao Mi Li frowned and asked what Pei Qian meant and what he was playing. Pei Qian said that he didn't know, Ning Yao squinted at someone and said with a smile that he could ask the client.

Chen Ping'an laughed, full of anger, and strode away, "Pei Qian, millet grains, go to the whole peanuts and edamame to shoot cucumbers, I can have a drink with Uncle Wu."

"I don't drink."

Wu Shuangjiang closed the book, and many pages have folded corners. There are reminders about "Take advantage of this beautiful scenery" and so on.

Wu Shuangjiang left, went to the door and leaned forward, but there was a book of landscape travel on the table. After Chen Ping'an took his seat, like sitting on pins and needles, he didn't know that he had come here to join in the excitement of a hammer.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and turned his head and glanced at the table.

I think back then, my own sect was once so lively.

Chen Ping'an casually found an excuse and came to the gate to be the door **** with Wu Shuangjiang.

Both of them have sleeves with both hands.

When others saw it, it looked a lot like it.

Wu Shuangjiang said softly: "If I didn't make a mistake, you will soon need to go to the Middle-earth Confucian Temple. It is very likely that you will be out of your body in a yin spirit. You will have dual identities at the same time. Standing among a large group of Haoran mountain figures, Wensheng’s closed disciple, and the hidden official of the Great Wall of Jianqi."

Chen Pingan thought for a moment, "Is it to discuss how to deal with the wild world?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and smiled: "Otherwise, what else can it be. It's a bit similar to the riverside meeting ten thousand years ago. If there is no accident, you will still be the youngest person."

The Most Holy Master, and the Holy Spirit, I wonder if they will show up.

But there will definitely be Yasheng, Wensheng, the three masters of the Confucian Temple, the old master Fusheng, the Three University Palace offering wine, the seventy-two academy head, and so on.

Fu Lu Yuxuan, Great Master of Longhu Mountain, Baidi City Zheng Juzhong, Pei Cup, Huolong Zhenren, Lady of Lushui Keng Qingzhong, Ai Aizhou Liu Jubao, Huaiyin, Yu Panshui, etc.

There may also be the Great God Suishan, Mrs. Qingshenshan, etc. who rarely show up. And the ancestors of the philosophers and one hundred families.

Because the result of this discussion will determine the future trends of the two worlds.

Wu Shuangjiang tilted his head back, leaning against the door, "It's a good rule, he's called a scholar of the country."

Chen Ping'an said, "I dare not be."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "It's about myself, it's about the sect that I built with my own hands, the green mountains and green waters, and the youth cave."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It is the same as Daochang Sun's Xuandu view, which is fascinating."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "It would be even better if you remove the first half sentence."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "We are walking down the mountains, walking the rivers and lakes, the style is very upright, and the word of honesty is our head."

Wu Shuangjiang rubbed his chin, "When I was a year old, it seems that this is the only thing that can't compare to your Luopo Mountain."

Chen Ping'an was silent.

The origin of the atmosphere of Luopo Mountain has always been a mystery, just like how many melon seeds Zhou Mili put in his pocket every day.

The mountain master said it was a gift from a proud student, Cui Dongshan vowed that it was the master’s contribution, and Pei Qian said it was the knowledge of the old cook’s dinner table. She just listened a few ears and learned a little bit of fur. Zhu Lian said that it was the evil spirits that had spread from Piyun Mountain, and they couldn't stop it. Wei Bo said that he had benefited a lot from playing chess with the Dafeng brothers.

Poor Zheng Dafeng, who has been watching the door for many years, is now in the fifth world and has no chance to refute anything.

Wu Shuangjiang muttered to himself: "Take the pebbles to throw stones, and make the eggs of the world, and the stones are still and cannot be destroyed."

Chen Pingan said: "I don't think it is necessary."

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said, "Sincerely, you must believe in everything you can do."

He asked again: "Do you know which Confucian sage I like best?"

Chen Ping'an tentatively said, "Repay virtue by virtue, and repay grievances directly?"

Wu Shuangjiang tweeted: "How did your brain grow? You can guess that?"

On the table in the house, the millet grains were put on the table with both hands, and shouted: "Master of the mountain, Mr. Wu, don't you want to have dried fish."

Wu Shuangjiang turned his head and smiled: "It's okay, my share is yours."

Chen Pingan also smiled and nodded in agreement.

Xiao Mi Li squeezed his mouth vigorously and nodded, raised his hands, and raised two thumbs. I don't know if it is a question of thanking or wanting to say something, Xiao Xiaoyu is dry.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly sighed: "The family is happy."

Chen Pingan answered softly: "It's the New Year."