There are four Xianjia ferry crossings around the Confucian Temple, where monks settled in Panshui County, Yuanyangzhu, Aotou Mountain, and Parrot Island.

An old man with long eyebrows who had just come here from Nanhai Huixu had already caught a fish on Yuanyangzhu.

Two Xianjia ferry boats docked at Xianjia Ferry near Aotou Mountain almost at the same time. They came from the Xuanmi Dynasty and the Shaoyuan Dynasty respectively.

Both the Xuan Mi Dynasty and the Shao Yuan Dynasty were among the top ten dynasties in the Central Earth Shenzhou.

On one of the ferry boats, a black-clothed boy walked down. The dynasty was favored by water and virtue.

The chubby old man with a bloated figure, holding a jade handle, rubbed his face.

One is the new emperor of the Xuan Mi Dynasty, only sixteen years old now. One is the Emperor of Flowing Water, the Emperor of Iron Fighting, Yu Panshui, the head of the Yu family.

The old man followed Yu Yufu and Yu Qingqing.

On the side of the Shaoyuan Dynasty, there were more people. In addition to his majesty the emperor who was in prime of life, there was also the national teacher Chao Pu, Gao Guanbo belt, elegant appearance, holding a snow-white tail. Proud disciple Lin Junbi. There is also Mr. Xilu, Jiang Longxiang, who wrote a "Quizaiting Chess Book".

The ancestor of the Yan family of the Shaoyuan Dynasty was surrounded by a plump-looking maid raccoon with natural charming eyebrows and a beauty mole on her mouth.

Together with Lin Junbi, Jin Mengzhen, Zhu Mei, Yan Lu, Jiang Guancheng, these five sword fairy embryos, have traveled the Great Wall of Sword Qi with the sword fairy Kuxia.

Jiang Guancheng is a direct disciple of Kuxia Jianxian. There are two elders in the family, both of whom were gentlemen of the academy, and came from the sub-sage line.

The reason why they were "was" because they have all died in the battlefield of Nan Po Suo Chau.

And the uncle of Jian Xian Kuxia was one of the ten people in Middle-earth, the old Jian Xian Zhou Shenzhi.

Kuxia, Zhou Shenzhi, and the two sword repairmen have all died in battle, one in the Great Wall of Jianqi, the other in Fuyaozhou, and all in a foreign land.

Strict law is the strict great-grandson of the family ancestor.

Zhu Mei is no longer the figure of a young girl, she is already slim and graceful. One of her uncles was the master of the academy in Liuxiazhou, and it is rumored that when Zhu Mei was young, he slept around Yanzhishan and signed a secret contract with the respected woman Dashanjun, which is a deep blessing.

Soon on the Aotou Mountain side, two chess games were set up, one Go and the other chess, and a ring was set. The two defenders are young men who were driven ducks by their elders, Lin Junbi of the Shao Yuan Dynasty, and Xu Bai, one of the ten young candidates.

Jiang Longxiang and Lin Junbi played the next game first, and there were many bystanders, among them Yu Yufu and Yu Qingqing.

It is said that Mr. Xilu, this time following the national teacher Chao Puyuan to visit this place, he made a special trip to visit the Baidicheng Zheng Juzhong.

It's just that everyone else is quite sure that Jiang Longxiang is absolutely not qualified to see the giant of the magic road. It is very possible that even Fu Su can't move.

It is rumored that "Little Baidi" Fu Su's chess skills have been passed on by the master.

Treating one side by hand, "the fourth in the world."

Not surprisingly, the first is Zheng Juzhong, the second is the embroidered tiger Cui Huang who plays the colorful cloud spectrum under Baidi City, and the fourth is Fu Su. Then who is the third? It is a mountain that is not big or small. Pending.

On Xu Bai's side, there was also a crowd, and the person in the game was an expert strategist. Among the spectators, there is pure green from Zhuhai Dongtian.

She once visited Aquarius Island with this Xu Xian.

In fact, just the two of Xu Bai and Chunqing, like a pair of immortals, is already a beautiful scenery.

In addition to the four places, there are a few relatively secret caves where the two families of Taoism and Taoism were placed, as well as the ancestors of the philosophers and hundreds of families, and the highest-ranking landscape gods in the world. Luzhou Tianjun Xieshi in Beiju, Tianjun Qi Zhen of the Aquarius God Zongzong, and the other Tianjun who also came from the Baiyujing Three Sects, gathered together. In addition, there is also Qingliangzong. Female Sovereign He Xiaoliang, Senior Brother Cao Rong, and the unnamed Senior Brother Xiancha, the pseudonym of this person, the more famous, Gu Qingsong.

The Aquarius God Sect is actually the next sect of the Qingxuan Sect of the Middle Earth Shenzhou. Qingxuanzong's Feiluan, who has reduced the true nature, is the world's best.

He Xiaoliang rushed to this place this time just to pay a visit to Zhou Li, the little uncle who was once the godsong sect and now the master of Qingxuanzong.

But this little uncle from the past is missing now.

He Xiaoliang only saw Tianjun Qizhen and Gao Jianfu from the same family. She and this person were once a pair of golden boys and girls recognized by Aquarius Island, a match made in heaven.

Unexpectedly, after many years, the two sides reunited again.

One of the sect's descendants who was only in the Yuan Ying realm, and the other was already the master of the sect in the fairy realm.

Qi Zhen didn't have the slightest complaint about He Xiaoliang, who left the line of the gods, and was even more pleased that she was able to establish a sect in Luzhou, Beiju.

So when we met this time, Qi Zhen also teased He Xiaoliang whether he saw Xu Xuan this time.

On the shore of Parrot Island, Qingxuanzong Taoist Zhou Li, and Confucian Li Xisheng, walked side by side. Li Xisheng was followed by a young porcelain man, Cui Ci.

Li Xisheng smiled and said: "They are among the ten young people."

Zhou Li smiled and said, "Go to Panshui County and find Zheng Juzhong to play chess?"

Li Xisheng shook his head: "No hurry."

An old Taoist man in purple clothes who rushed to the ferry in no hurry said to a child in a city well below the mountain: "Little baby, you have a good aptitude, you are a good seedling of monasticism, and your bones are quite immortal. , I hope to go to the corpse, if the luck is better, the future will be immeasurable, and I will become that real person on the earth, casually rushing into the clouds, floating in the blue clouds, sneaking in the rivers and seas, the world is free."

The child has a biscuits in one hand, and a bite in the left and the right.

The old Taoist said: "After eating cakes, it is better to follow me up to the mountain to practice. You will definitely be able to live for a long time and live in the world. The cold and heat will not hurt the Tao. The spirits and gods do not dare to commit the crime. Mother, let me talk to them."

The child just gnawed sesame seeds, but didn't speak.

The old man smiled without saying a word.

The child raised his hand, as if he was going to pass the old man half a sesame seed.

The old Taoist reached out to pick it up, the child immediately shrank his hand, turned his head, and suddenly shouted: "Mother, there is an old liar here!"

Outside the sky.

Left and right exchanged swords with Xiao Yan.

Finally, the left and right fell on the Great Wall of Jianqi, but Xiao Yan failed to return to the wild world, but was chopped into the Qingming world by the left and right swords.

Squatting left and right on half of the city's head, with one hand holding the sword, scarred.

As for the little girl with croissants, cursing, she actually chopped off her calf with a sword on the left and right. She hovered in the air and joined her legs.

Look up left and right.

I saw a burly man who had come from Yufeng, followed by a timid little spirit.

The man smiled and said, "Brother Zuo."

Stand up left and right, silently.

The man said helplessly: "Big brother."

Only then nodded around.

Not far from the head of the city, is a dull man with straw shoes. It is the contemporary great son of the Mohist school, who originally wanted to go to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple with Liu Sixteen.

Left and right did not say hello to the Mo family Juzi. After hearing Jun Qian's introduction, he smiled at the little spirit and said, "Hello, my name is Zuo Zuo, you can call me Uncle Zuo."

The little spirit trembled: "I have seen Uncle Zuo!"

There was some excitement in my heart, Uncle Zuo, his temper was not bad, he was very good. Sure enough, outside rumors are unbelievable.

Asked left and right: "Where is the younger brother?"

Jun Qian shook her head, "I don't know."

The left and right sabers were on the waist, and after hearing the words, he raised his eyes slightly and frowned slightly.

Jun Qian said helplessly: "This time the Confucian Temple discussion, after all, I can meet each other."

Annoyed left and right: "How can you be a brother?"

Jun Qian had to change the subject, "Mr. must be waiting for us, hurry up."

The little spirit widened his eyes, and Uncle Zuo was a bit fierce towards his master.

The town of Panshui County near Wenjindu, not to mention that the common people live and work in peace and contentment, but are used to seeing the gods of all walks of life. They did not take the bustle of the ferry too seriously. Instead, some fairy masters on the mountain near the water tower flocked to them. However, according to the rules of the Confucian Temple, you need to stop at Panshui County, and you cannot continue northward, otherwise you will detour to the other three places. No one dared to make a mistake, surpassing the rules, everyone knew it well, let alone what ascension realm, even a fourteenth realm monk, here, they must act according to the rules.

But within the rules, there are not too many taboos in doing things, and it can even be said that compared to any other places in Haoran, it is more relaxed.

For a time, the mirrors and flowers all over the street were mostly fairies from various hills. Restaurants, inns, and library buildings of various scholarly houses in the county seat, in short, all the places with a wide field of vision are surrounded by immortals from other towns.

For the fairies from all walks of life, there are four men who are most concerned about.

They are that Liu Qi.

Qi Tingji of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect.

"Little Baidi" Fu Su.

Daduan Dynasty, Cao Ci.

Why?

These are the best-looking.

Leaning against the red cuddle and green flowers, Liu Qilang is in white clothes.

Fu Su, who likes to walk around the world in white, is the big disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City. Fu Su owns a sword gourd raised by an ancestor. This sword-raising gourd has a very strange name, just one word, "three". The Feijian is the toughest. Of course, the most important thing is that Fu Su looks good. As for what the natal flying sword is and how to raise the sword gourd, it is just icing on the cake.

Qi Tingji, from the Great Wall of Jianqi, heard that she was born extremely handsome, and the women she met all said that Qi Jianxian was not old at all, let alone what sword skills were.

And that Cao Ci. At the youngest, he is already a god.

The Liu family of Ai Aizhou opened a gambling game specifically for Cao Ci called "Do Not Lose".

Within five hundred years, as long as Cao Ci loses a boxing to any pure martial artist, Liu will lose ten.

In the Liu family's various ferry crossings and shops, where the industry spreads across the vast world, anyone can bet, and there is no ceiling on the fairy money.

Scattered and jokes about. Most of them are snowflake money or small summer money. Think of it as a descent.

As a result, there were a few extremely large bets on immortal money, which appeared to be very eye-catching, and Yu Panshui smashed in 300 Gu Yuqian.

Rumor has it that the real fire dragon on Difeng took out five hundred Gu Yuqian in one breath.

A guy named "Zhou Paoshan" in Tong Yezhou didn't treat money as money. He lost his heart and bet a thousand Gu Yuqian.

There are also male monks who have hired the Sage Hand of Pill with a lot of money to travel together, so that the legendary fairies and beauties can leave a picture when they see them.

Mrs. Qingshenshan, the flower owner of Baihuafudi, the four life masters of the flower god, the ten-tailed celestial fox of Longhushan Tianshifu, and the lady of Huansha. And Mrs. Yan Yan of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect Keqing...

There are many bookstores in Panshui County.

A demure young man in a blue shirt walked into a bookstore to select books.

The shop is not big, but there are many books. There were not enough bookshelves, and a small mountain of books was piled up in the corner.

The bookstore shopkeeper smiled and asked, "Lady, you also came with the teacher?"

The old man is just a mundane master, but facing these immortal masters on the mountain, whose looks often don't match his age, he still has no fear.

The young man raised his head and nodded with a smile.

The old man hesitated and asked tentatively: "Could it be that you can participate in the Confucian Temple discussion?"

The old man laughed to himself, "If that's the case, just pick the book, take it for nothing, and put it in a sack. But remember to leave a calligraphy, how about?"

The young scholar shook his head and said, "I am not qualified to participate in the discussion."

The old man had some regrets. He was a talkative, and asked, "Why don't there be more Xianjia treasures at the shop at Jindu? It's just a bit more expensive. But for you fairy masters, it should be nothing."

The young man said, "In fact, Xianjia Ferry rarely sells books."

The old man laughed, "Indeed, no matter how expensive books are, no matter how rare the books are, there is a limit. I really can't make a lot of money."

The old shopkeeper asked: "Are you a son of the Chen family?"

South Posuo Island, Fuyao Island, Tongye Island, these three-continent ferry boats, mostly stop at Wenjindu.

The young man smiled and shook his head.

I bought a book, checked out and left. Instead of shrinking in a secluded place, I went straight back to my residence. Instead, I walked on foot, wanting to walk more through the streets.

At the corner of the street near the house, the young scholar walking in the alleys saw a young girl from a distance, wrapped in a cross-body bag, wearing an improperly fitted Xiangjun dragon female skirt with a string of horns on her hands. "Pearl in the palm" made from refined beads.

She often touches her handball subconsciously, as if worried about losing it. Standing on tiptoes, looking over there, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, Gu Can glanced at it. It was in the form of a translucent mirror on the mountain, because there was a circle of inscriptions, "The legend of the gods and immortals, the light of the sun, When the moon meets the flower, the world will be bright."

It's just that the dresses, bracelets, and mirrors are all imitations.

This is like the official imitation official in porcelain, not so valuable, but also valuable.

If it is elsewhere, his first thought is the assassin.

Here, it is unnecessary. But be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, be more cautious, it must be correct. Gu Can restrained her aura and slowly walked towards the girl.

There are more than a dozen houses in Panshui County, and it is clear who lives.

Because the people who rushed to the Confucian Temple to discuss matters this time, after Wenjindu showed up, almost seldom showed blindness.

It is not necessary at first, and it may be a kind of homage to the saints.

Fairies, almost all rushed to Fu Su.

The men, on the other hand, are rushing to the flower goddess of the Hundred Flowers Land.

Holding a stack of books, Gu Can walked across the alley, stopped, and asked with a smile, "Is the girl looking for Fu Su from Baidi City?"

The girl shook her head vigorously. Not ashamed to admit.

Gu Can walked out of the alley to the other side of the street. Turning her head and looking around, the girl was smashing the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, as if she would be very nervous when talking to someone.

He laughed blankly. How could such a fairy make money from the mirror? What's so embarrassing about making money?

Gu Can suddenly stopped.

Inside the house.

Liu Chicheng took Chai Bofu out and asked, "Bo Long, do you know that Zhang Tiaoxia?"

Chai Bofu shook his head.

The Shanshui Dibao on Aquarius Mountain once didn't mention the strange people and strange things in other continents. For example, I occasionally mentioned that it was because of the bounty of Song Changjing’s head on the wall that the monks of Aquarius at that time had a very long face. Therefore, the various landscape residences reported on the book. Some. As for the reason for the reward of the teacher's knife room, I didn't mention a word, only that Song Changjing had entered the eyes of the masters of other continents. Today's Aquarius, definitely can't do such things anymore.

The former Aquarius monk would consider himself to be a short Tongyezhou, the short sword repaired like a cloud in Beiju Luzhou with at least two heads. As for Zhongtu Shenzhou, don't even think about it, maybe jump up and spit, They can only spit on the knees of Zhongtu Shenzhou.

Liu Chicheng said with an injustice: "He has a big fight with you, I must help you. He is not surprised at the moment, he is fishing at Yuanyangzhu. We work together and sap him!"

Chai Bo Fu's heart is getting cold.

Seeing that Liu Chicheng walked like flying, Chai Bofu cautiously followed behind him, boldly asking, "Why did the Great Dao dispute start?"

Liu Chicheng said: "He has a nickname called Long Bo, can you bear it?"

Chai Bo Fu Huo anxiously said: "I can bear it! How can I not bear it..."

It’s nothing more than a moth elsewhere. How do you make it now?

Liu Chicheng sneered and said, "You are now a Golden Core Immortal anyhow, what are you afraid of?"

Chai Bofu asked cautiously: "What realm is Zhang Tiaoxia?"

Liu Chicheng shook his head and said, "They are not middle-fifth real-world cultivators."

With a tight heart, Chai Bofu immediately asked: "Yupu? Fairy? Soaring?!"

Almost asked if Zhang Tiaoxia was the fourteenth realm.

Liu Chicheng shook his head, "Neither."

Chai Bofu was puzzled.

Liu Chicheng uttered, "It's just a ten-level martial artist. Before Pei Cup turned out, he was a pure martial artist in the world. He was only delayed for fishing. After he reached the end, he had almost nothing to do with others. I have fisted before, so I have not been famous."

Chai Bofu stood in place.

Liu Chicheng stretched out his hand and took old brother Long's arm.

Chai Bofu gritted his teeth and directly activated his spiritual energy, stunned himself, bleeding from Qi orifices, and fainted on the spot.

Liu Chicheng regretted.

Looking for Zhang Tiaoxia is true, but it is not a provocation, because the relationship between the two parties is pretty good, and Liu Chicheng is reminiscing about the past.

Then let Old Brother Long lie down and stop disturbing him to sleep.

Liu Chicheng was going to go out and stroll around.

Suddenly, someone outside the door opened his throat and shouted, "Idiot Fu, die for Lao Tzu!"

Liu Chicheng was stunned, listening to his voice a bit familiar. It's just that after being imprisoned in Aquarius Island for more than a thousand years, it is a bit strange. Think about it again, his mother, good fellow, it's that Gu Qingsong! This old boat, who seems to be rushing to the ghost gate every day, has not been hacked to death? Liu Chicheng had never seen such a desperate person in his life, who could survive in the end.

Liu Chicheng asked: "Xiao Fu, do you want Master Shu to help?"

Fu Su just sat quietly in his house, with great concentration and warming up his sword.

Neither pay attention to that Gu Qingsong, nor to his uncle Liu Chicheng.

The fairies in the neighborhood were full of vibes. They slandered the old man and dared to call Fu Lang an idiot, but they were very grateful. If Fu Lang showed up for this, he would thank the old man for his help.

Gu Qingsong sneered and said, "Fu Xiaoer, wearing white clothes all year round, going for funerals?"

Liu Chicheng rubbed his chin, okay, even his senior brother scolded him at the same time? Gu Qingsong's demeanor remains the same.

Originally, Han Qiao Se was lying on a mat in the house, counting her belongings. The bottles and jars were all kinds of rouge gouache on the mountain. The woman from the Liu family in Aiaizhou has a good vision.

She got up and stepped out of the house and walked to the gate, but before she could speak, Gu Qingsong waved her hand and said, "Fighting man, let me go!"

Liu Chicheng hurriedly appeared next to the senior sister, but Gu Qingsong snorted and said with disgust: "Who wears a pink robe in the daytime. Who is disgusting to pretend to be a female ghost? Why don't you wear embroidered shoes?"

Just a few words have already provoked Zheng Juzhong, Fu Su, Han Qiaose, and Liu Chicheng.

Probably this is the so-called "Xing Yun Liu Shui", all in one go.

It's Gu Qingsong's natural magic.

Han Qiaolu, who was about to shoot at the old boat, glanced at Liu Chicheng, and she suddenly laughed, but she was not angry at all. It's a good scolding.

Perhaps this is another magical power of Gu Qingsong.

Gu Can turned her head and smiled at the girl: "This kind of once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the girl doesn't show her beauty?"

Some of the fairies across the street have already reaped a lot. With Gu Qingsong's words, he won a lot of fairy money from spectators everywhere.

The girl hurriedly raised the mirror in her hand.

Gu Can has taken the book back to the corner.

The girl held the mirror in one hand and wiped the sweat on her forehead with the other hand.

Did not earn a snowflake money.

The hill is too small.

Gu Can asked: "Girl, if you want to see your beautiful scenery in the future, what mountain objects do you need to buy? Is it expensive?"

The girl's eyes lit up and she patted her wrapper. "Just buy the mirror cast by our house. It's not expensive. Ten snowflakes."

Gu Can smiled and said, "Ten snowflakes are not cheap."

The pretty girl blushed, "Six snowflakes are sold to you, it's really a capital."

Gu Can asked, "Can you sell five of them? Well open the door."

The girl hesitated for a moment, nodded, unwrapped the package, and took out a vanity mirror. The content of the inscription is very elegant.

Gu Can took out five snowflake coins from her sleeve and handed them to the girl.

Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand.

The girl's eyes narrowed.

Ha, make a little snowflake money!

Don’t laugh, don’t laugh.

Gu Can put away the vanity mirror, leaned against the wall, and looked towards the street.

Gu Qingsong, real name Xiancha, a monk in the Yupu realm, an unnamed major disciple of the third master of Bai Yujing, Lu Chen. Guest Qing from the Lu family of the Yin Yang family. Incognito, he served as an offering to the Fan family in Old Longcheng, and it is said that he loves Madam Gui very much. The relationship with the ancestor of Qingxuanzong in the Middle-earth Shenzhou is irreversible. The fame is awe-inspiring. Although he has never won a fight, he has never lost a fight.

Gu Can thought for a while, stepped forward and went straight back to the house, sitting quietly in the house, flipping through the book.

As for the vanity mirror, it was already broken in the sleeve.

Not to mention that Gu Qingsong, it was his uncle Liu Chicheng, his brother Fu Su, and even the life and death of his sister Han Qiao, Gu Can actually didn't care much.

The only person who can make Gu Can care, has not yet come.

Gu Can is not sure now, even if he comes, will he come to see himself.

He suddenly put down his books, walked out of the house, came to the pond, and looked down, there was also Gu Can in the water.

There is a steep mountain road, sheep intestines trail, three rides slowly, a man wearing a hat and a bamboo knife. Yiqi goes hand in hand with him, a young scholar, carrying a bamboo box and holding a green bamboo stick in one hand.

Behind the two riders followed an old man, who was the most immortal, wearing yellow clothes, holding a horse rein in one hand, holding a cirrus cloud in the shape of a wish, wooden red lacquer, and inscription lion roar.

The old man whispered softly what is there in the mountain, and there are many white clouds on the ridge. This old god, a horse riding in the mountains, looks self-conscious.

The young scholar asked, "Aliang, it doesn't matter if we slosh like this? Don't delay your participation in the discussion."

On the wrong path of the mountain, the man seemed to be in pain on his horse, raised his butt, digs out his crotch, and smiled: "There are still six days to discuss matters, only four or five hundred miles away. Let alone riding a dog. Too late."

The three tall horses, seemingly handsome, are actually "bamboo horse symbols" on the mountain.

The young man complained: "What are you talking about? The old man is in the ascendant realm anyway, he is in the same realm with you, and respect it."

It was Aliang and Li Huai, as well as the tender Taoist who had ascended the realm, who followed the decree and escorted his son Li Huai along the way. The Taoist Nen enjoyed it and had no complaints. He was eating and drinking with Uncle Li. As long as he didn't have to worry about being struck by lightning inexplicably or the sword light flashed, it was already a fairy day to burn incense. Put it aside before, how dare it hang around with A Liang, the Taoist Nen will become a thin Taoist.

Aliang turned his head and looked at the ancestor of the world's Hushan Dog. In the history of the wild world, there used to be hundreds of mountain gods, who had tossed and became homeless. As long as it showed its true form, The peaks are like snowballs under its palm. What landscape formations, what mountain monarch supernatural powers, are all papery. Moreover, this ascendant realm, the ability to catch and fight, is actually quite good, and it can be ranked in the wild world. Back then, Dong Laoer traveled through the wild world alone and returned to the Great Wall of Jianqi alive. He was chased by this guy. Nibbled all the way. If it weren't for being imprisoned by the old blind man in the Shiwan Dashan, the current situation in the barren world would be the current situation. Once the barren world is allowed to go, it is estimated that the barren world will pile up a mountain higher than Tuoyue Mountain.

The tender Taoist saw Ah Hao Tzu looking at his son’s kindly gaze, immediately bowed his head and bowed his waist, wishing to sit on his horse back on the ground, flatteringly smiled: "I’m a fart of ascension, and I’m experiencing the fourteenth boundary. In front of the magnificent Aliang, the realm must be at least half-folded."

A Liang said with emotion: "That is because the Confucian Temple did not lift the ban on the Shanshui Dibao, otherwise we will go to Wenjindu along the way. It will be difficult for you to find a pit. At night, it will be like a lantern. ."

In the Confucian Temple discussion, a little bit of wind has been leaked, and the Confucian Temple has not been too restrictive. It is estimated that the Shanshui Mansion will be reopened after the discussion is completed.

Li Huai asked: "A Liang, why don't you wear that Confucian shirt?"

A Liang cast his eyes: "Do you think that Yu Laoerhui went out with a talisman on his body?"

Li Huai wondered: "What is the truth?"

A Liang took off the hip flask and took a swig, "The truth is that it is too late. So I have to collect my heroic appearance, which is the same as your uncle Zuo who needs to converge with sword energy. The only difference is that the left and right converge. Sword Qi is more relaxed, and I hide more hard."

Li Huai sneered and said, "Buffed on cowhide again? Can't a dog eat shit?"

Suddenly feeling guilty, Li Huai turned his head, and the tender Taoist immediately said with a serious face: "It is a great honor to be able to eat the same thing as A Liang!"

A Liang was too lazy to talk nonsense, raised a punch, without exerting any force, the yellow-robed old man flew out from his horse, and the Ruyi flung out, being grasped by A Liang's probing arm, and skillfully placed in his sleeve.

The tender Taoist rolled up and shook his shoulders lightly, shaking his clothes to scatter the dust.

Earned money.

If you send a handful of wishful thinking, you can scold Aliang, and the Taoist Nen can give Aliang a basket.

Li Huai asked, "Why do we have to take this mountain road? How good is the official road down, and riding a horse will not be so bumpy."

Aliang smiled and said, "There is an expert living in seclusion here. He will take you to a door to let you know how popular Aliang brother is in the Middle-earth Divine Continent."

Li Huai said angrily: "I accompany you this long way, just to show your popularity?!"

A Liang smiled and said: "Wait a moment to get my light, drank good wine, and saw the beautiful sister, it will not be too late to thank me."

Li Huai will be suspicious.

There must be celestial spirits in the high mountains, spirits in the deep ridges, and dragons in the deep waters. But this mountain top looks unusual.

After about half an hour, the riding uphill turned into downhill.

Li Huai sneered.

A Liang, pretending to be calm, could only shout in his heart: "A friend is here, give me a face, open the door for a cup of tea, and leave after drinking."

The fairy in the mountain answered simply: "I'm not here."

A Liang was anxious, "Don't tell me, Brother Yehou, it doesn't matter if you are there or not, Sister Huang Juan will do it."

The man seemed impatient, "Go away!"

A Liang had to resort to his assassin, "If you continue to do this, don't blame me for letting the dog scratch your door! The man next to me is not serious or serious. Don't blame me for lax control."

The man was just silent.

Aliang threatened: "I am the most important person. I walk the rivers and lakes. I always respect me and I respect others. If you lose my face today, when I arrive at Wenjindu Panshui County, don’t blame me for helping. You are famous."

A secret territory of the immortal family, which is heavily restricted, is dependent on mountains and rivers. There is the winding Dragon neck stream, which flows into a green mirror-like lake like a dragon into the water.

Not far away is a famous Li Jingfeng, with a sharp knife. There are cliffs on both sides and a thin ridge. There is only one path left, and a small house can be built on the widest part of the mountain. Whenever the sun and the moon shine through the mountain, the golden light pierces the lake like a long sword.

There are five great lakes in the world, and the five lakes water monarch, the rank is comparable to the great mountain gods of Suishan, Jiuyishan, Juxushan, and Yanzhishan, as well as several great blasphemy gods.

This place is where the secret water mansion of Li Yehou, Shuijun of the Moon Lake is located.

No less than those great mountain gods, the Shui Monarch of Moon Lake, their status has changed several times. And compared to the other four lakes, Moon Lake Shuijun Temple has the least incense, so the Mirage Lake Shuijun has always wanted to replace it, but it has never been successful.

A graceful and elegant man lying in the green bamboo corridor of a waterside pavilion, with large white sleeves and a mask, leaning against a snow-white porcelain pillow, holding an old yellow cattail fan, gently fanning the breeze.

The white porcelain pillow is the treasure of the immortal family, you can sleep on the pillow, all in a dream.

There is a guqin in front of the man, and stacks of ancient books.

Zuo Qin and right book.

There are a lot of inscriptions and seals in the pond in the abdomen of the piano, plus the small red seals and nine stacks of inscriptions, densely packed, which shows that this object is very inherited and orderly.

The dragon pond is inscribed with Yulunpao in seal inscriptions, and the official script is engraved on the side with green Qitai. In addition, the inscriptions still have "Round the beams through the ages", "Dakui Tianxia", "Luoxia green pine, declining moon golden hinge", "I don't know where the water comes from, Jumping from waves to gully is like running to thunder"...

There are spirits without immortals in the mountains, and daffodils in the deep lakes.

A short, wispy man was walking on the ground like a flat ground on the lake, walking slowly and practicing boxing.

In the middle of the lake, there is an underwater theater pavilion.

There is a woman in colorful clothes dancing gracefully on the stage.

In the corridor under the eaves, there is a row of ancient wooden clock racks, and a set of nine bronze chimes hangs. There are girls in green clothes and boys in crimson clothes gently ringing the bells according to the law. The beauty of the timbre is like nature.

Behind the man, there was a plaque "Book Store" on the waterside.

A pair of couplets, 30,000 shafts of toothpicks, and two thousand spring bamboo slips.

On the other side of the mountain road, Li Huai had to open his mouth to remind: "A Liang, we are going to the foot of the mountain if we are so horseshoes. Why, the friend of the fairy teacher in the mountain dozed off, or just happened to go out for a swim. ?"

Aliang helped the hat and smiled.

Reached out and pressed the handle of the bamboo knife at his waist.

His mother, this Li Yehou, toasting and not eating fine wine, then don't blame him for not remembering his old feelings.

On the road ahead, there were waves of ripples, like water ripples, like an invisible mirror erected out of thin air on the road. A Liang laughed, pinched a horse's belly, rode a horse galloping, and rushed into the secret realm of the fairy mansion one by one.

Li Huai and Taoist Nen rode to keep up, and in an instant, Li Huai found himself on a lakeside road, only a few steps away from a water pavilion.

As they put away the horse running symbols, Li Huai was a little cautious, and followed Alian who was striding forward. The Taoist Nen was busy looking around to see if there was a chance to get something cheap, and by the way he poured dirty water on Alian.

How did the family come from? It can't fall from the sky, it's all hard work.

Before stepping into the waterside corridor, Aliang sat down on the steps, just kicked off his boots, frowned, and quickly put on his boots again.

Li Huai didn't know what it was about, so he had to draw a gourd and put it on again.

A Liang took off the hat, put it under his armpit, leaned against the pillar, touched the ground with one toe, and looked at the graceful woman on the stage in the center of the lake. He looked resentful and muttered to himself: "Whenever the wind rises from the bamboo courtyard, the moon Going up to the banana window, holding people to Jing, dreaming upside down."

He suddenly began to smile and count: "Three, two, one!"

Li Huai was at a loss.

When Aliang had counted to one, on the stage in the middle of the lake, the woman in colorful clothes suddenly stopped and looked at the waterside pavilion by the lake, "The dog thief is killed!"

A Liang smiled and said, "Li Huai, how?"

Li Huai asked, "How about what?"

Aliang tut and said, "Little don't win over newlyweds. It's love or cursing if you beat it. Don't you understand?"

Dressed in a colorful dress, it floated, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced the head of the servant.

A Liang actually closed his eyes and put on a posture of being helpless.

Hovering outside the railing, the woman was stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect this Aliang to hide or hide. She hesitated for a while, but still gave her a sword.

The tip of the sword just touched the center of the disciple's eyebrows a little, but only a few scars were pierced, and she had already retracted the sword.

Never thought that the man threw a plop, fell back to the ground, and then began to hold his head with his hands, rolling all over the corridor, still shouting vigorously, as if to cheer himself up, "A good man bleeds without tears, Aliang, you must be strong. You must not fall into a heroic spirit with Sister Huang Juan..."

Li Huai was amazed.

The Taoist Nen admired it.

Hujun Li Yehou has stood up, took off his mask and put it in his sleeve, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, not old, but his eyes are deep and he has experienced the vicissitudes of life. This white-clothed lake monarch, who lives here in seclusion, is handsome and depressed, but he does not make people feel depressed.

Li Huai glanced at the immortal master, and then at the Alliang who rolled all the way to the white porcelain pillow, so he occupied the magpie's nest by him, leaning on the pillow, raised Erlang's legs, spread his hands and feet, shouting With vanity and vanity.

Li Yehou didn't bother to look at Na Aliang, but nodded to Li Huai and Taoist Nen.

Li Huai hurriedly made a salute, "Shanya Academy, the scholar Li Huai."

The yellow-robed old man introduced himself with a smile: "The Taoist Nen is the servant of Li Gongzi's house."

Li Yehou was a little surprised.

How could a young Confucian student from Aquarius Mountain Cliff Academy follow an ascending realm...the servant of the great demon by his side?

The woman in colorful clothes floated down the corridor, holding a long sword, and shouted angrily: "A Liang, make room for my master!"

The short and fierce boxing man on the lake also came to the side of Shuixie, but there was no ill-spoken language to that Aliang.

Aliang turned sideways and turned his back to the railing of the waterside pavilion, posing a self-righteous Yushan prone posture, as if stunned with the woman, and said in a sad voice: "No."

As a woman in Caiyi who is the top spot in the water of the Moon Lake, she is named Huang Juan on the golden and jade genealogy of Shuijun Mansion. She loves silverfish in her life.

As for the water ghost heroic spirit, his name is Shaqing, and he was a martial artist in ten realms.

, Now the identity is equivalent to the chief guest of the Moon Lake.

Huang Juan quickly stepped forward and cut with a sword.

A Liang numbly supported the ground with one hand, his head facing the ground and his feet up to the sky. After dodge a sword, he bent his elbow, gently turned his body, and sat cross-legged, snapping his fingers.

Nothing happened.

A Liang snapped his fingers again.

Still nothing unusual.

Aliang turned his head and looked at the Li Yehou who was standing by the railing. He laughed and said, "Brother Yehou, you are half the host. Let's take a look at the scenes around the four ferry crossings."

Li Yehou waved his sleeves, and a picture of landscape appeared on the lake. The mountains were undulating, with bright spots, as big as a lantern, and small like mustard seeds. They were very different. It was the spirit of the **** of mountains and rivers. Taxi.

A Liang leaned forward, resting his cheek with one hand, "There are few people from Beiju Luzhou."

Li Yehou remained silent. It was the arrangement of the Middle-Tube Confucian Temple. He is a little Hujun, so it is hard to comment.

A Liang asked, "Is Pei's old come?"

Li Yehou held the yellowed pu fan, gently fanned it, and said, "The Confucian Temple was not invited, and Pei Min never showed up."

A Liang asked again: "The knowing monk of Xuankong Temple?"

Li Yehou said: "Here. The figures of Buddhism and Taoism, as well as the ancestors of the philosophers, and the gods of mountains and rivers including Suishan, will not settle near the ferry crossings regardless of whether they participate in the discussion or not. The Confucian Temple has other arrangements and will not prohibit them. They go there to visit friends. It’s just that there are not many people who are really willing to move around."

Aliang rubbed his chin, and said in amazement: "Everyone is calling people, most of them may not be able to participate in the meeting, and the ceremony is not considered to be a waste of time? Why do you feel that the Confucian Temple is a bit aggressive this time."

Aliang asked, "The boy from the Fengxue Temple in Weijin?"

The only local fairyland sword repairman in Aquarius, he is also a soldier cultivator of Fengxue Temple, and he has been to the Great Wall of Jianqi. He shined in the battle of Dali Accompanying Capital, and he was qualified to participate in discussions.

Li Yehou shook his head and said: "I didn't come. The Confucian Temple has limited places for military strategists. Wei Jin gave the opportunity to a young man named Xu Bai."

A Liang smiled and said, "That kid with the nickname "Young Jiang Taigong"? Xu Xian?"

Li Yehou nodded gently.

A Liang rubbed his hands and said: "Good guy, let me play a few games with him, and I'm about to win the nickname of "Old Jiang Taigong"! This game with him is called a small Caiyun game, and it is destined to go down in history!"

Li Yehou leaned against the railing, shook the fan lightly, and looked at the man who was eager to try. Zhongtu Shenzhou would never stop in the future.

There are some immortal sect's landscape residence reports in Zhongtu Shenzhou, it is really not the slightest character at all, what Haoran is the best mountain monk in the world, the top ten young handsome men in Zhongtu Shenzhou, and the top ten most women in the world. The monks, without exception, have this Aliang. Fortunately, these Shanshui Mansion Newspapers are often sold poorly. It is estimated that they have been put on the neck by someone with a knife, so they have to bite the bullet and deal with this dog day.

A Liang looked at the little dwarf named Shaqing, who had to throw out a pot of his own bright moon wine.

A Liang said angrily: "It's done, because I taught you a few masterpieces, just a pot of wine, your conscience was eaten by the tender Taoist?!"

That is, there are outsiders, otherwise Li Huai will strangle A Liang's neck to shut him up.

When Li Huai was the youngest on the long trip to study that year, he often rode on Aliang's neck, clamoring for driving, dangling a pair of straw sandals to make Aliang run faster.

The ten-world warrior who appeared in the ghostly posture had to throw two more pots of wine in the past. The black tiger digs his heart, fishes the moon in the sea, and the monkey picks peaches.

Al Liang moved his hips, sat in front of the guqin, took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, suddenly grabbed the hip flask, took a sip, and suddenly shook his spirit, just like a ghost, began to stroke the piano, his head Sloshing and crooked, Aliang was intoxicated by himself.

For a time, the atmosphere of the water pavilion was a bit subtle. Those little spirits who had ringed the bell earlier covered their ears one by one.

Li Huai couldn't stand it. The key was to see that Fairy Caiyi's face was pale and the tip of the sword trembles slightly. It is estimated that she might take action at any time. Li Huai quickly coughed, and Aliang pressed the strings with both hands, turning his head and wondering: Well?"

Li Huai lifted a palm and wiped his neck to remind you that it was almost enough, otherwise, after leaving here, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood.

A Liang sighed. They were all rough people, and they didn't know the elegance of the strings.

Aliang raised the hip flask, sniffed, and asked, "Where is Tongyezhou?"

Li Yehou said: "Wei Ying, the new lord of Yuguizong, and Wu Tan, Wu Sheng, are two of them. Wu Tan is the son of the Chen family of Nan Po Suo Lunru, who came to visit Jindu together."

Aliang frowned.

Huang Juan gritted his teeth and said, "Liu Qi is here too!"

A Liang was a little guilty and said, "I know him, but he doesn't know me either."

That Liu Qi is a little older. He went to Qingming World again, staying in a poetic place without moving.

She annoyed: "Then you had the face to claim to be Liu Qi's best friend?!"

Aliang grimaced, "At that time, I was drunk with alcohol and beauty on the moonlit night, and I was drunk with wine and moonlight. No matter where I can hold it, I can't really be drunk if I drink too much."

She sneered and said: "I look forward to this discussion. After you met Liu Qi and Su Zi, you have a face and no face to greet the two seniors!"

The official yellow scroll of the Moon Lake is the most admired Liu Qilang.

Therefore, when this Aliang visited the secret water mansion for the first time, the man vowed to say that he and Liu Qi were close friends, and she took it seriously.

How could she imagine that a fairy master on the mountain who was a guest and could drink with his master would be so brazen? And I heard that this person is still a descendant of a saint, the most scholarly scholar in the world!

Aliang quickly found a way to make up for his work, and said with a serious face: "Sister Huang Juan, don't be anxious to get angry. I know a young offspring who has character, appearance, only learned, and doesn't lose the slightest bit of Liu Qi. There's a faintly like Aliang from a distance. 'The reputation!"

Li Huai kicked Aliang.

A Liang asked in doubt: "What's wrong, brother-in-law, want me to introduce you to Sister Huang Juan?"

She looked blank, wondering what the sacred person A Liang said was.

Li Yehou explained with a smile: "If the guess is correct, that young man is the last hermit of the Great Wall of Jianqi."

She was immediately solemn.

I didn't bother to care about Aliang's mouth vomiting ivory.

Bai Ye travels far to Fuyao Island with a sword as the opening chapter, Baidi Cheng Zheng Juzhong rushes to Fuyao Island, and one person ends a chess game. Chen Chunan intercepted Liu Cha in Nan Po Suo Zhou. The battle in central Aquarius. As well as earlier on the battlefield, the Great Wall of Jianqi has been fighting for many years.

Nowadays, almost everyone of the mountain monks in Haoran has had a replay deduction. No matter what entrance you choose, you will not be able to bypass the Great Wall of Jianqi and Aquarius. For those heroes who turned out to be born out of nowhere, they have their own opinions. For example, Huang Juan admires a young man from a foreign country for being able to stand firm in the Great Wall of Jianqi, and even serving as a hermit. Not only has the army in the wild world been held for several years, the key is to fight longer, but there are more living people, which ultimately helped Feishengcheng leave more kendo seeds.

Just talking about this made her have a sincere admiration for the young hermit who had never been masked.

Because Haoran had 10,000 or 20,000 more people in the world, and Feisheng City had 10,000 or 20,000 people in the fifth world, they were two completely different concepts.

The brave man asked curiously: "The ten young people who were selected in the world were selected, and the young hermit was a mountain warrior at that time?"

"I can't do anything, I have taught that boy's boxing technique, and the famous teacher has a good disciple."

Aliang put his fingers together and pointed to his eyes, "This is called a torch of insight!"

Li Huai coughed.

A Liang immediately understood, and asked, "Has Chen Ping'an not arrived yet?"

Li Yehou shook his head, "According to the Confucian Temple, Chen Ping’an was on the way to Luzhou in Beiju, and he strayed into the night ship. Ning Yao wielded his sword and soared into the world. By virtue of the traction between the fairy swords, he found the ferry. After that, there was no news from her and Chen Ping An."

Aliang stretched out his thumb, wiped the corners of his mouth, narrowed his smile, his eyes were deep, "This is a little troublesome, it's easy to miss the discussion."

Li Huai was a little worried, shouldn't he rush around so hard that he couldn't see Chen Ping'an in the end, right?

Li Huai whispered: "Aliang, can't it be done?"

A Liang shook his head, "It's too hard to find, nothing else."

That ferry is best at hiding its tracks and it is extremely difficult to find.

Old Master Fu has boarded the night ship twice, and he has both praise and criticism for this ferry. The old master also has a very vivid analogy. Compared with the Haoran world, the ferry boat is erratic on the sea, just like an ordinary house with a mosquito. As long as it does not actively buzz, it will be difficult. Find.

Some people are curious to ask, can it be that the Holy Master and the Holy Spirit can't find the ferry?

The old master laughed, and said something, I was just talking about how the two of them viewed the ferry. As for ordinary people, they try their luck and get off the boat by learning.

Some people were lucky enough to board and disembark. Afterwards, they were full of emotion. They said they hated less than prescriptions. I knew that there was such a boat that I could turn over hundreds of books.

On the ferry, we pay attention to the exchange of opportunities. Everything is a bridge and a ferry. The customs clearance is the knowledge of passing passengers, which is equivalent to holding a sum of money to buy a road. Therefore, a night ship is like the manifestation of the avenue of knowledge under the world, and the most valuable place for knowledge under the world is this ferry.

Huang Juan smiled and said to the women, "Mrs. Qingshenshan, female fairy Congqian, a flower **** who is the lord of a hundred flowers..."

Aliang turned a deaf ear, and if the two loves lasted for a long time, how could they be in the midst of the day.

Li Huai said in surprise: "A Liang, have you pursued so many women? You are fishing for fish, and cast your net widely."

Aliang raised his hands and stroked the thinning hair from bottom to top, "Whoever chases after him will pay for it."

Li Yehou smiled and said: "Except for the fact that there are too few people at the eastern ferry crossing, the other three places, Panshui County, Yuanyangzhu, and Aotou Mountain, will soon hold three gatherings. The three initiators are Liu Clan of Aibaizhou and Yu Panshui. The flower owner of Baihuafudi. Yu Panshui mainly pulled up Mrs. Qingshenshan and the Liu Qicao group who was with that lady, so the momentum was not small."

Li Yehou roughly talked about the general destination of the tripartite invitations. Liu Jubao held a gathering of Yuanyangzhu’s elegant gathering, and invited a group of people from the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, as well as the real fire dragon from Luzhou in Beiju, the sword immortal Baishang, the emperor of the Dayuan Dynasty. , National Teacher Yang Qing is afraid. Liu Xie from Fuyaozhou, Congqian and Qinzao from Liuxiazhou.

Because of Mrs. Qingshenshan, Yu Panshui invited Fulu Yuxuan, a large group of Huangzi nobles from the Tianshi Mansion led by the Great Master of Longhushan Zhao Tianlai, and a Tianhu, and the Huansha under the pseudonym Jiuniang lady. There is also the Pei Cup of Daduan Dynasty, Cao Ci. And Yunlin Jiang from Aquarius.

In the party where Baihuafudi was the host, in addition to Mrs. Qingzhong in Lushuikeng, Su Zi, the lord of Baidi City Zheng Juzhong, Huaiyin, Tongyezhou Yuguizong Wei Ying, and Wu Sheng Wu Pan were also invited.

Naturally, there is no shortage of fine wine at the banquet, but I believe that everyone who attends the meeting is definitely not rushing to make the wine, even if the wine table will definitely have the Qingshenshan wine, Baihuanian, and cold crisp wine.

However, a guy called "Strictly Big Dog Leg" by Aliang Zun is probably an exception.

"So many wine bureaus?! Just to pick me up?"

Al-Liang immediately came to his spirits, and said with a cheerful expression: “Yes, I’m so touched, I never thought that I haven’t been back home in a few years. My fathers, villagers, sisters and sisters, I’m more and more important to me, Al-Liang! Unfortunately, there is only one Al-Liang, but Don’t have to fight to get bloodshed. The three wine bureaus are best staggered. Brother Yehou, you should greet them quickly and say I will be there immediately..."

Li Yehou didn't pay attention to this at all, just said: "Nowadays, many people feel that to the south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the wild dragon stings and the deer is fat in the world."

Aliang stood up, walked around the guqin books, carried a hip flask with one hand, and patted the railing with the other, and looked at the calm water of the lake, "One by one, there is such a simple good thing."

Aliang finished drinking the wine in the jug and handed it to the gentleman on the side. Li Yehou took the jug. Aliang took the pu fan in his hand and fanned it vigorously. "Well, everyone walks like crazy in the summer. I’m busy, anyway, Brother Aliang, I’m not in trouble, I don’t have any ice charcoal in my chest, and I’m lighter and lighter.

A Liang patted the railing, "Go away!"

Huang Juan saw the guy who didn't know what his face was. As expected, it was not surprising at all. He stretched out his hand and slapped the fan on his back, and then kept moving. Anyway, he always faced his master, hiding the fan and going around. After half a circle, he said goodbye and ran away all the way.

She was about to chase and kill her with a sword, and Li Yehou waved his hand, "What do you care about with half a bald."

The tough guy was a little puzzled: "Why don't I have my hair, Alian seems to be a little taller this time?"

Li Yehou reminded: "Boots."

With a dumbfounded look, he quietly lowered his head and glanced at his boots.

The woman in Caiyi was shocked and said, "Does this guy have any shame?!"

The short man immediately raised his head, and said in a serious tone: "It's shameless."

On the road, as soon as Aliang was about to take out the running talisman, he stretched out his hand for Li Huai to choke his neck.

Aliang slapped Li Huai's arm and said aggrieved: "Brother Li Huai, what are you doing?!"

Li Huai added gravity and said with a smile: "Long face, I am a long face today. When we get to Panshui County, we will go our own way. Don't say you know me."

A Liang had to stand on tiptoes, crane his neck, and pat his chest to promise: "No problem, I say that I don't know Li Huai when I meet people."

Li Huai couldn't help laughing, his body leaned back, and A Liang almost had his feet off the ground.

It is estimated that Yu Panshui would cry all the time when he saw this scene.

That tender Taoist, the heart of admiration for Li Huai, spontaneously, his own son, it's amazing, among the dragons and phoenixes!

Kick the old blind man first, and then pinch Aliang's neck. The key is that neither of them fights back!

Li Huai let go and asked a question, "Are so many people attending the meeting?"

A Liang hesitated, and said in his heart: "In fact, there are two meetings. One with many people, one with few people, and there will be very few."

The Confucian Temple is only two days away.

Kung De Lin.

The old scholar was sitting on the stone bench and was mumbling, "Is the Confucian Temple all eating dry food? I can't find a night boat."

However, after the wrench finger counts, left and right and Junqian are also coming soon.

Bored, the old talent plays chess with himself.

As soon as the restriction was released, the old scholar turned his head and looked around, and two figures that were familiar to him appeared.

Liu Shilu's big disciple, the little spirit was temporarily placed elsewhere, after all, Gongde Lin was not an ordinary place.

Zuo Zuo and Jun Qian said at the same time: "I have seen Mr."

The old scholar failed to see the disciple who he wanted to see most, so he turned his head and stared at the chess game, pretending not to see or hear.

After a while, the two disciples still couldn't afford it. The old scholar smiled suddenly, and beckoned vigorously: "What do you do? Come and talk with your husband."

Jun Qian was about to walk behind her husband, but she was called from left to right, and she had to sit on the stone bench opposite her.

Unexpectedly, the old scholar stood up and gave up his position to the left and right, saying that your brothers and sisters are uncommon, and you play a game of chess.

While pointing the chess game randomly, the old scholar walked slowly around the table, patted the left and right shoulders, and also patted Jun Qian's head.

The old man didn't say much.

After a game of chess, the old scholar looked at the game. After losing his hands, he was very satisfied. Under his guidance, the two disciples played a very delicate game.

On the side of the Confucian Temple, several restrictions were issued in succession, and then a rainbow light figure appeared, which was able to go straight to the Gongde Forest.

The old scholar suddenly looked up.

Dressed in a green shirt, don't put the hosta on his head, and swim far away with a sword on his back.

Chen Pingan, a swordsman in the green shirt, said contemptuously: "Disciple Chen Pingan, see Mr. Chen."

The old scholar hurried forward, clenching the closed disciple's arm with both hands.

Zuo Zuo and Jun Qian have both got up.

The old man said softly: "Very good, very good."

In this Confucian Temple discussion, there were actually only two people who were personally invited by the Li Sheng.

It has been a long time and has been practicing Taoism for more than 20,000 years. One is only 42 years old now.

White Pond.

The line of Wen Sheng, the hidden official Chen Pingan.