Confucian Temple Conference Office.

Compared with the positions of the previous two meetings, the rules are strict. This discussion is more casual, and seats can be picked at will, and there is no main seat. People with personal friendships, family friendships, and incense lovers often gather together and sit down. The saint of rites was not present, and Yasheng and Wensheng disappeared. Obviously for everyone, even the priests of the Confucian Temple and the head of the academy felt a little relieved.

A Liang sat on the ground, his hands on the ground, his legs stretched out, and he let out a sigh of relief.

Jing Shengxiping has prepared a table, green bamboo mats, each table is covered with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, a plate of Xianjia melons and fruits, a few Xianzao from a Xianjia mansion on Xianxia Ancient Road, and the texture of the date skin If the sunset glows, a few golden apricots from the latitude and longitude view of Zhongtu Daomen, the green peach planted by the ancestor of the Qunyuyun Mansion next to the Wancuiting, and plums and water chestnuts from different caves and blessed places, each of which is not many, but Looking at the colorful, very festive, A Liang picked up a bi peach and gnawed it. The taste was so delicious that he squinted his eyes with intoxication. Sure enough, the thing was delicious only when it was ripe.

When I visited Qunyuyun Mansion that year, in Wancuiting, no one told myself that the green peaches were not ripe. Anyway, the ripe peaches would not be bright red. Aliang picked a large bag because of something to do. , I didn’t say hello to Yunfu when I walked in a hurry. When I went down the mountain, I was almost sour. I picked the peach myself and had to eat it even though I was holding back tears. Lele alone is not as good as the others. Later, Aliang sent a lot of friends in the mountains and paid a few wine debts. For some reason, in the following decades, there was a saying that Wan Cuiting Bi Tao was not worthy of the truth. The Fengshan Shui Mansion Newspaper was full of beautiful words and became the number one peach in the world, which is a bit too much. Aliang was very upset, and felt that the taste of Bitao was strange, but if he wanted to say that he was the last one, he really didn’t mean it. Therefore, he also used a few well-known Shanshui Dibao to say a few words of justice for the night Cuiting Bitao. For Qun Yuyun Mansion, there is no difference between good and bad, and a very emotional prohibition monument was erected at the foot of the mountain. Aliang and the dog cannot climb the mountain and pick peaches.

Aliang replied with virtue, and still had to say good things for Wan Cui Ting Bi Tao. He said that after eating a bi peach in Wan Cui Ting, scholars can rejuvenate, gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into cultural luck, and pure martial arts can increase Jiazi skills, and the cultivation of Taoism. Na, like a godly help. Later, I heard that there were a lot of guests visiting Qunyuyun Mansion during those years, which resulted in a poor harvest of the green peaches in Wancuiting.

After all, he hides his fame. Everything is kind to people, and everything is convenient to people. This is the purpose of Aliang's journey.

On the case table, there were also two pots of wine, one pot of green bamboo wine from Zhuhai Dongtian, and one pot of Shihua Niang from Baihuafudi.

The wine glass is the unique imitation flower **** cup of Baihuafudi, and it is also regarded as an official imitation, and it is expensive.

The wine glass on Aliang's table is a peach blossom glass. Painted with a cluster of peach blossoms, both deep and light red are lovely. It looks like a woman's makeup with light and dark makeup. There is also a flower chanting poem by the vice-master of the Confucian Temple.

Aliang turned his head and looked at Xiping who was standing at the gate, without having to ask him. After Xiping noticed his sight, he took the initiative to say, "Except pen, ink, paper and inkstone, everything else can be taken away."

A Liang asked, "Where are the cases and the bamboo mats?"

Xi Ping asked, "What do you think?"

Aliang immediately understood, yes.

Brother Xiping is generous and righteous.

Xiping also immediately understood and said: "When I turn back to the Kung De Lin, I can still drink a pot of the green tea before the rain, which was just out of Qingyou Fudi this year. It was picked by Mr. Lu himself and sent to the Confucian Temple all night. Reluctant to drink more."

A Liang smiled knowingly, and understood again, and then let him go to Gongde Lin, take it away, or simply give it to the old show.

Lu Zhi poured a glass of green bamboo wine and drank the wine in one sip. Why did it look like fake wine?

The taste of the wine is actually good, but it always feels not so. It's the Qingshenshan Jiu Shui at the Jianqi Great Wall Diezhang Shop, and I'm more used to drinking it.

Aliang turned around and asked Qi Tingji whether he should eat or drink, Qi Tingji smiled and said to take them. A Liang is not polite. A scholar like himself is not well-versed in general affairs, has a thin face, and it is difficult to make money. There are so many credits outside, and only the swallows can hold the mud and make a small profit. As for the left and right, you don’t have to ask. Aliang moved the drinks, wine glasses, and Xianjia fruits of the two to his table. Nearby, there were young people like Zhao Yaoguang and Lin Junbi, and Aliang asked Xiaotian. The teacher helped with the conversation. If you don’t drink, bring both the flask and the glass. If you drink, keep the wine. Don’t be arrogant. Drinking must be heroic. What's the matter with a wine glass? Bring it.

Soon Aliang made up a complete set of twelve flower **** cups. The cups were superimposed, lonely, and Aliang asked Zhao Yaoguang and the others to help call friends and make up a whole set of flower **** cups. The same is a peach blossom cup, but the painting and poems are different. A Liang is full of emotion. The flower master of Hundred Flowers is really good at life.

Master Dong, the leader of the Confucian Temple, took the lead in speaking, and said in a deep voice: "To report grievances directly, even the wild world knows this truth, you have no reason not to know."

This sentence is not for the monks at the top of the mountain, but for a few academies who have deep enough knowledge, but who are too mindful of the world.

Some masters are extremely rigorous in their academic studies and often have pedantic temperaments. Learning benefits the world a lot, but it doesn’t matter if it involves economy and the people.

So this time the Confucian Temple fills up the vacancy of the 72 Academy Mountain Chief, and certain candidates are actually controversial within the Confucian Temple.

The opening remarks of the leader of the Confucian Temple made the atmosphere of the discussion instantly dignified.

No matter what, when the Li Sheng took that step, it meant that the Confucian Temple was definitely going to be true to the wild world this time.

Between the cases on both sides, the mist rose, and finally five landscape paintings emerged.

There is an entrance to the ruins in each of the vast seas, leading to the wild world.

The Confucian Temple has names for the four Huixu, Tianmu, Tattoo, Shenxiang, and Sunchan.

In addition, there are three ferry crossings, called Bingzhudu, Zomadu, and Dimaidu. Among them, the Dimai Ferry has been built as a city by Mo Jiajuzi.

To the north of the three ferry crossings, is the Jianqi Great Wall that is extremely difficult to repair.

Compared with the four ruins with a huge distance between them, three ferry crossings and two Jianqi Great Walls can be regarded as one place.

And the four ruins scattered around the wild, plus the three ferry crossings located at the northernmost part of the wild world, these five places will be the five footholds of the wild world in the wild world.

He got five booklets.

The booklet is very thick and does not matter in detail. It elaborates on the situation of the five entrances, involving the geographical situation of each barbarous sect force, the mountain dynasty, and the tribe, and the accurate distribution and reserves of various product resources.

Yu Panshui had been staring at the scrolls carefully, and not surprisingly, soon the battlefield was everywhere.

This bloated old man with the appearance of a wealthy man asked anxiously: "On the south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is the old blind man on the Shiwan Dashan Mountain, what should I do? A person who does not pay attention to the connection between the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the three ferry crossings will be blocked by this guy. Truncated."

Those golden armored puppets in the hundred thousand mountains do not only move the top of the mountain. Once they are on the battlefield, they will cause immeasurable battle damage to Haoran.

Especially the old blind man is an extremely senior fourteenth-level cultivator, and in his own world, even Tuo Yueshan can only turn one eye to him for thousands of years. If the old blind man insists on blocking the way, Who will stop? Even if it can be stopped, Haoran's top combat power will be held back a lot. For example, Yu Xuan, Great Celestial Master Zhao Tianlai, Huolong real person? Do I have to accompany the old blind man to drink northwest wind to bask in the sun every day?

As for the ordinary Ascended Realm monk, he didn't look enough to meet the old blind man, maybe the Ascended Realm Great Demon who guards the door will have a few meals between his teeth.

As long as one enters the fourteenth realm, especially outside of the great mountain monk who is in a proper place, confronting him with it is simply a nightmare.

Old Master Dong was a little hesitant to speak.

However, it seems that the Confucian Temple leader's expression is not solemn, but a little smile.

Al Liang looked strange.

Good fellow, the old blind man really doesn't have any shame for the sake of his disciple.

I ran to Tuoyueshan and stood there, pretending to wave the flag and shout for the wild world. In fact, the two are not helping each other. It is clear that I am talking to the Confucian Temple: I originally wanted to help Tuoyueshan, but now I have received a The good disciple who closed the door, because that kid still has the status of a Confucian disciple, so he doesn't favor the barren world. If you really have something to ask me for help in the future, you can talk to my disciple at the Confucian Temple. His words are useful...

Li Huai and the soaring realm who served as the retinue, Nen Taoist. At the moment, the two masters and servants, who are very different in age, are still hanging out in Panshui County.

The Taoist Nen felt that he was in the light of Uncle Li, and had a familiar face on the side of the Confucian Temple. Later, he would travel around the vast world and stabilize himself.

I dare not say that I lie down and enjoy the blessing every day, anyway, I finally no longer worry about being struck by lightning and eating flying swords all day long.

Li Huai saw Chen Pingan and was in a good mood. While visiting the bookstore, he hinted whether Taoist Nen had valuable objects. He took a good gift and gave him a good gift. He turned around to check out most of his master’s old blind man. They were all family members. , What are you polite.

The Taoist Nen was in a better mood, and while vowing to not let the son give gifts, he was silent in the small world, and quickly swam among the few nearby objects, dazzling.

One just didn't see the position of the old blind man at that time, otherwise it would be scared to death on the spot.

The old blind man’s fourteen realms are not easy to kill, so how difficult is it to chop it to death at a few steps away from the Confucian Temple?

None of them knew what the old blind man had done in order to become a master from more than half of his masters.

Old Master Dong didn’t say much, he deliberated a little bit of wording, but gave a vague statement, “This senior, although the previous discussion is on the opposite side, he will definitely not get involved in this war. You can just leave it alone. Don't worry. One hundred thousand mountains are still neutral."

Old Master Han poured a cup of Shihua Niang and drank it for himself. Compared with Baihua Niang, the rank is much worse. It's not that the flower owner of the blessed land can't get enough Baihua Niang, but the Confucian Temple declined it, and all the wine and fairy The Confucian Temple paid for melons and fruits. But the price is of course much lower than the market price. In fact, the drinks, melons and fruits on the case table are almost all valuable things, but I believe that all the Zongmen Xianjia who can show their faces once will not feel that they are losing money.

Lu Zhi asked in a heartfelt voice: "Will this meeting be held for a long time?"

Because she looked at the posture on the Confucian Temple, after closing the door today, there was no time to open the door.

Nodding left and right: "If you are in the Great Wall of Jianqi, you can play at least ten games."

Qi Tingji smiled and comforted his chief worshiper: "This kind of discussion is not frequent. As long as you get through this time, it will be difficult to have such a discussion in the future."

Lu Zhi was still a little uncomfortable and took a sip of wine.

On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the so-called discussions of more than ten peak sword immortals at the top of the city were actually just a few words from the eldest sword immortal, and they passed without objection.

Even if Jianfang and Yifang are discussing their own affairs, it is estimated that within half an hour, there will be a large number of sword repairs who can't support them, and they leave the field under the excuse. Lu Zhi has rarely participated in several important discussions, Dong Sangeng or the abbot Chen Xi. The sword repairers didn’t have the guts to run away, so they gathered one after another to drink outside the chamber, chatting inside, and drinking outside, without delay. Lu Zhi's realm is high, and there are candidates like Yue Qing and Mi Hu. At the pinnacle, you can sit on the outside steps and drink all the time. Some Yupu realm sword repairers can also drank a whole pot of wine. The poor ones who have insufficient realm are often kicked if they can't drink a few mouthfuls. Go back inside, or the big sword immortals on the side cast a wink, they have to get up and return. After all, once the seats inside are half empty, the inside of the chamber is sparse and unsightly, but Dong Sangeng and Chen Xi will actually come out themselves. Take two sips.

In the history of the Great Wall of Jianqi, the only exception is probably the summer palace led by Chen Ping’an.

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Old Master Han smiled and said, "Everyone outside the Confucian Temple should not be ashamed to talk about profit in this discussion."

The vice-master of the Confucian Temple who was the most "confidant" with Yasheng and who first put forward a complete "Orthodox theory", what he said today is surprising, "Fame, fortune, money, merits and merits are used to make an exception in exchange for the site of the next clan, and The next time Wucai Tianxia has a limited number of places open, everyone can talk today, open the chat, there are no taboos."

Having said that, Old Master Han looked at Liu Caishen of Ai Ai Zhou, and then at Song Changjing in Aquarius.

The young-looking Liu Xie had just turned through the booklet, before she knew it, she had eaten the fruits on the table, and asked: "Except for the dynasties and vassals of the Central Earth Shenzhou, where do the rest of the troops come from. Just say that we Fu Yao Zhou, the monks on the mountain and the soldiers under the mountain that can be gathered together are not enough to see."

Liu Xie's remarks can't be said to be ugly, everyone here knows the roots.

Fuyaozhou is only slightly better than Tongyezhou.

After a great battle was fought, except for the broken mountains and rivers like Fuyao Island, the remaining Middle-earth Shenzhou, Aiaizhou, Beiju Luzhou, Liuxiazhou, not to mention the casualties of the monks on the mountain, only the power under the mountain, were relatively preserved.

There are a total of eight people, including Liu Xie, who are in charge of each continent, and the latest booklet appeared on their cases.

Old Master Han said, "After you finish reading, you can increase or decrease the number of manpower as appropriate."

Wei Ying opened the booklet, and after quickly reading it, he pulled out a few pieces of white paper from the top of the case table, picked up the pen and added the names of the monks of Zhenjingzong, as well as some mountain forces that were missed by the Confucian Temple, except for his own Zhenjingzong. , The rest of the immortal family must pay attention to proportions, otherwise there will be suspicions of generosity. After all, they must be mutually beneficial. Wei Ying is not so stupid to please the Confucian Temple that he will become a public enemy of a continent.

Wei Ying finally wrote the three words Tongyezong on a piece of white paper, and then raised his head and asked the old Master Han: "If it is Brother Tongyezong, someone is willing to rush to the wild battlefield, does the Confucian Temple agree?"

Old Master Han was obviously appreciative, and nodded: "Of course there is no problem. After returning home, Sect Master Wei can help the Confucian Temple and Brother Tong Yezong discuss this matter."

As the national teacher of the Shao Yuan Dynasty, Chao Pu raised several objections to the powers up and down the Jinjiazhou Mountain. There is a scholar in the Confucian Temple who is responsible for answering.

Only in this part of the discussion about the battleable soldiers of Jiuzhou, the discussion lasted for a full half an hour, and it has not yet become the final conclusion. Old Master Han gave the opinion of the Confucian Temple. When the discussion is over, every Every continent will have another discussion. The Confucian Temple will convene more major monks from all continents to discuss matters individually and deliberate on more details.

The tycoon Patriarch, known as the Songzi of Zhuolu, suddenly said: "The four entrances to the ruins and their geographical locations are obviously carefully selected by the wild world."

The aura is thin, the products are barren, within a radius of thousands of miles, or the water network, or the lofty mountains, it is extremely inconvenient for the battlefield advancement of the troops under the mountain. For Monk Haoran, there is really no advantage at all.

Zhao Tianlai, Zheng Juzhong, Pei Cup, Huaiyin and others have all stationed at Guixu or a certain place in the ferry, in order to prevent the great monks of the wild world from getting involved there, especially the traces of the formation master.

Old Master Dong asked: "Is there anything I need to check for missing?"

The Zheng Ju Center's mind movement, the exit of Guixu called Shenxiang, and the walking horse crossing, have more mountains and rivers than the two very detailed geographies of the Confucian Temple, and the territory has nearly doubled.

Tianshi Zhao raised a hand, put his fingers together, toward the exit of the Tianmu Guixu, "pointing to the country", on the scroll of mountains and rivers, dozens of light of different shades appeared, all hidden traces of the lurking demon. . In addition, six golden threads appeared in several border areas, which were the hidden formations carefully arranged by the wild great monster.

Huaiyin felt his scalp numb. Earlier, he was stationed at the ferry and Guixu. Although it was not long before he stayed for two or three years, he was still conscientious, guarding the wind, helping the Confucian Temple to explore the geography of mountains and rivers, and even spreading it regardless of cost. Fu Chengbing drove more than a hundred puppets to patrol the mountains and rivers. He was full of energy and hadn't been idle for a day. He thought that he had achieved outstanding results. He originally thought that he would stand out, but he never thought that he would still fall short.

The city lord of Baidi City, the Great Master of Longhushan, these two are not concealed. They had to deliberately conceal these inside stories from the Confucian Temple. The result of the test.

The real fire dragon is a bit embarrassed for the first time, people are more popular than others, and the poor road has become the same wine bag and rice bag as the abacus.

There is no way, but next time I arrive in the wild world, I will do more. A tree wants a skin, a person wants a face, and a person cannot be too shady.

Yu Xuan asked: "Guixu itself, will there be a backhand for Tuo Yueshan?"

Old Master Dong nodded and said, "Do not rule out this possibility."

Yuan Yu said, "We must plan for the worst. It can be assumed that every comrade in the market has a throne demon with the same combat power as Fei Fei."

Liu Qixiao asked, "Does the leader of Yuanshan have a countermeasure?"

Yuan Jiao nodded, and once more a booklet appeared on all the cases.

The root cause of ordinary scholars who talk about lofty ideas without thinking is that they are often able to ask questions but cannot solve them, or they never even thought about solving them.

Liu Qi opened the booklet casually, nodded and smiled, Yuan Xiao Master's remarks were targeted.

Nowadays, Mrs. Lushuikeng Dandan, who is in charge of the land and water transportation of the world, the five great lake water monarchs including Li Yehou of the Moon Lake, and a large water god, the genus of the daffodils, all appear in the booklet, including Zhongtu Shenzhou Mirze Lake Shuijun, the spiritual source of Luzhou Jidu in the north, Shen Lin in the Nanxun Temple. Longting Hou Liyuan. Yanghua, the water **** of the Tiefu River in the Aquarius dynasty, and an old Jiao on the Qiantang River in the southeast...In short, the high water gods of the continents, as well as the general power and the depth of the water house, have been recorded in detail by the Confucian Temple, and the baht must be compared.

Aliang said in amazement: "The **** of water bets the dart, it's kind of interesting."

Soldiers and horses have not moved the food and grass first, where the troops come from, and roughly how to march, then it is time to talk about stationing in the wild.

Mo Family Juzi, one person, one city at the Dimai Ferry will continue to move south, and within the big city, two hundred thousand elites can be stationed under the mountains.

In addition, there are more than 6,000 people in the three lines of the Mo family, and they will work with the artisans to send a total of more than 12,000 qi practitioners.

Relying on the two ferry crossings, Bingzhu and Zoma respectively, the two sides are responsible for building huge cities that can also migrate south.

The gates of the other four markets are all furnished.

Yu Xuan Fulu's lineage, Longhushan Tianshifu, respectively returned to the market in Tianmu and Shenxiang, and each opened a road with Fului and Yishan puppets, moved the mountains, and built bridges.

The military cultivator and the Yin-Yang family formation division, respectively, are responsible for building large formations and gathering the spirits of the mountains and rivers in the vicinity of the tattoo and the sun pendant.

The merchants are responsible for throwing money, using the gods' money to create the visions of the world of the four great homes, which is full of spirit.

Farmers and pharmacists are responsible for planting fairy trees and grains everywhere.

In addition, the Confucian Temple mobilized all the remaining sword boats and all the mountain ferries that Haoran had built before preparing for war but were not used.

As for all intercontinental ferry boats, let alone the Confucian Temple all expropriation, symbolic compensation for losses afterwards. Yulongzong Luhua Island will be built as a temporary ferry.

Among them, all debts owed to the Mo family by the Dali Song family were all transferred to the Confucian Temple, and the Confucian Temple had to give the Dali Song family an extra amount of fairy money.

Song Changjing had no objection to the immortal money, and said, "Give the Dayi Dynasty at least three sect quotas."

Old Master Dong smiled and said, "Feasible. Only three, no more."

The real fire dragon said in a deep voice: "The sword repair of Beiju Luzhou, even if he voluntarily rushes to the battlefield, the Confucian Temple can no longer say nothing."

Old Master Dong nodded, "Of course."

Liji Xuegong Jiujiu smiled and said: "Thank you, the real person has come up with a charter, what kind of sword repair, what kind of compensation is given, the Confucian Temple is waiting here. You Beiju Luzhou just speak."

Dajijiu said to Lin Junbi: "Junbi, you turn around to be responsible for the specific connection with the real person Huolong."

Lin Junbi took the order and got up and made a salute to the real fire dragon, without words.

He is a sword repairer in the line of hidden officials, so he is half of his own family with Beiju Luzhou.

Therefore, there is no need for polite words with Huolong. Even one more sentence is redundant.

Real Huolong had a good impression of this kid.

It's pleasing to the eye.

I heard that in the Summer Palace of the Great Wall of Jianqi, I have been a hidden official sword repairman for several years, and have also joined the battlefield many times. As for what broke the Three Realms in three years, it is a very second matter.

Old Master Han said suddenly: "On the side of Luzhou in Beiju, you can say frankly with all the sword repairmen. Don’t be embarrassed."

Real Fire Dragon smiled and asked, "What if it's the young sword repairman who rushed to the Great Wall of Jianqi for the first time? Would the Confucian Temple give me money?"

Master Dong said sternly: "Yes, why not! This fairy money, even if the Confucian Temple needs to borrow money from others, it will not frown."

The God of Wealth, the Liu family of Ai Aizhou, smiled and said: "In the next hundred years, we will not want the 10% of Liu’s income from Snow Money."

Old Master Dong smiled and asked, "Such a deal, isn't it appropriate?"

Liu Jubao smiled and said nothing.

Old Master Han nodded and said: "But since Liu Caishen himself said it, the Confucian Temple is always hard to dodge, otherwise it will appear hypocritical."

Liu Jubao nodded slightly.

The real fire dragon opened his eyes and dared to love Dong Fuzi. Before talking about money, don't be embarrassed. Is it to pave the way for the Confucian Temple?

So Huolong glanced at the fat lady.

Mrs. Tan Dan was a little headless.

Yu Xuan smiled and comforted his heart: "This is the look in the eyes of the pauper looking at the rich. Mrs. Tan Dan doesn't care about this jealousy."

Mrs. Tan Dan received a "reminder" and immediately said with a trembling voice: "Lu Shuikeng is willing to take out all the property and leave it to the Confucian Temple."

The National People's Congress can't go. I like to visit mountains when I have seen gods. I am afraid of the dark when I see a ghost.

She is really afraid of being miserable.

A majestic dragon and tiger mountain surnamed the great celestial master, the presence of a bandit on Luzhou Mountain in northern Ju, it took more than a few days to block the entrance at Lushuikeng. Two huge fire dragons that are long and swift in the water swim every day. It's nothing to go around Lushuikeng. The key is that the real fire dragon dares to say anything, and he has a face when he says anything cruel. Outside the gate, I help Mrs. Tantan calculate her life every day, because real fire dragon said that dragon Brother Hushan Zhao, a poor brother who worshipped the handlebar, got his own flying sword and spread the letter, without saying anything, he had already brought his seal and back sword down the mountain, and was about to visit Lushuikeng soon.

Mrs. Tan Dan, of course, lived like years, she could only bite the bullet and survive to the end.

As for the group of water-born spirits hiding in the water hole, they tremble every day, such as bereavement, day after day, always feel that every tomorrow, it is possible to see the face of the celestial master, and then be split by that fairy sword. Lushuikeng is banned, and then take a photo of the Heavenly Master's seal. If the two fire dragons of the real fire dragon are stirred again, then they will die?

Mrs. Tan Dan's remarks left some room for care, but they didn't say that they were all for free.

But if the Confucian Temple is cruel, it will go dark. The big deal is that she would have lost her fortune.

Not to mention the fishing fairy who is stationed at Xielongshi, and the lone horseman in the South China Sea, just talk about the daffodils in Lushui Keng, tens of thousands of shrimp soldiers and crabs, except for the rare guests like the Huolong real person, Lushui Keng In that sea, there is a real overlord, not to mention that every world is one of the ancient ruins, and there are many relics of the ancient battlefields left in the sea of ​​Haoran.

. There are many opportunities for the immortal family that have arisen at the historic moment, the vast sea, the many subordinates of Lushuikeng, and the long years of thousands of years. Many treasures have been searched, all of which are of good quality. Otherwise, ordinary objects would not be able to enter this Madame Tandan's eyes. Just talk about the piled horned beads, don't you let them gradually "bead yellow" in the treasure house? Once a great monk took the initiative to look for the door, hoping to do the sale of the horned bead, but it turned out to be a lushui pit that was very profitable, but the door was not opened.

Earn this little money? She panicked.

Then the Confucian Temple gave a list of monks stationed in various places, responsible for the early safety of the five barren footholds. When the battle line is really laid out, there is no need to be a "rebel".

The characters on the list are those who must be present. In addition, certain candidates are constantly added, and the Confucian Temple will continue to consider it at its discretion. Haoran's top combat power in the world will not miss one in the end, and no one can stay out of the matter.

Go to Tianmu at the market.

The two vice-masters of the Confucian Temple, the San University Palace worshipped wine.

Shenxiang.

Yu Xuan, Zhao Tianlai, the real fire dragon. Bai Chang.

Tattoo.

Zheng Juzhong. Pei Cup. Huaiyin. Guo Outing. Liu Xie. Green onion.

Sun fall.

Su Zi, Liu Qi. Song Changjing. Wei Ying.

Jianqi Great Wall.

Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi. Aliang, around.

Old Master Dong said: "At present, we can only talk about war on paper, and come to a few battlefields to make deductions."

A group of Confucian Temple Army Ji Lang, including Yuan Qiu, chose a barren position and started fighting with Haoran in five battlefields.

Zheng Juzhong glanced at the respective advances of the soldiers and horses of both sides on the battlefield, without saying much.

The lowest and most fundamental arithmetic method is the top priority.

The lord of Baidi City did not speak, but on the side of the Confucian Temple, he did not intend to let go of Fengrao's chess player.

Especially the three ancestors of Shujia, obviously looking forward to Zheng Juzhong's opening.

Battlefield deduction is actually like building a building. The so-called general rule is the key.

Only the stability of the underlying structure is qualified to talk about the optional addition and subtraction of the upper building. The mortise and tenon style, the rotation system, where does the curve and radian come from, the standard for the side foot and the rising inclination, the rule of large wood and cutting...

To give the simplest example, how do two Dixian monks with different paths of cultivation on the battlefield determine their precise combat power? It's definitely not two rigid numbers, it's fluctuating, otherwise this deduction will be a child's play. And this ups and downs, even if they are counted, are still a pile of waste paper as long as they are not perfect enough, errors continue to accumulate, and the result of the sand table deduction, a self-deprecating Confucian Temple's paper talk.

Lu Zhi asked, "At the Summer Palace, I seem to have tried it, but it failed."

Nodding left and right: "It's too difficult. At that time, there were too few sword repairmen who were proficient in arithmetic. And no one dared to try this easily."

A Liang said with emotion: "If I were in the summer palace, it would be fine, I can definitely help Chen Ping An."

Qi Tingji remembered something and asked curiously: "What's the matter with that dragon-slasher?"

A Liang lifted his chin and clicked on the old man Huai Xian who is dressed in white and whose style is indistinguishable from himself, "You ask him to go."

The dragon slasher three thousand years ago is indeed weird. Not only is his actions unreasonable, but the fellow's harmony and decline are even more unpredictable.

Killing the dragon, even Aliang had to say something about cutting melons and vegetables, saw one hacked to death, and met a bunch of them and hacked them to death.

Regarding this matter, Aliang even went to the Great Wall of Jianqi, and had to ask the boss Jianxian what was going on, it didn't make sense to be so fierce.

No matter how high the swordsmanship is, the total height is not that of Chen Qingdu, and no matter how broad the swordsmanship is, A Liang really doesn't think that the dragon slayer is better than himself.

However, when he changed to face those flood dragons in groups, he never dared to say that he could come like that green shirt, and cut the dragon with his sword like rain.

As a result, the boss Jianxian replied that no matter how strong it is, I can't be better than me. I'm going to spend my mind on what to do, and you can figure it out for yourself.

Leaning Al-Liang was almost angry with the two children who wore open pants at night and sneaked to the hut to water.

It's even weirder now.

The person who slashed the dragon was very likely to fall into the realm that year, so he disappeared for three thousand years, and now he has broken the realm and returned to the fourteenth realm.

So Al Liang licked his face and asked Zheng Ju in the center: "Brother Huai Xian? My younger brother is confused about something, and I hope my brother can help me out."

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "I can't help."

Zheng Juzhong and the man who slashed the dragon, the master and the disciple, actually had a long-distance reunion in Aquarius Island. At that time, the disciple Zheng Juzhong had actually steadily surpassed the preacher.

At that time, the blind old Taoist "Jia Sheng" was indeed frank about the matter, and believed that his realm cultivation was not as good as Zheng Zhongzhong.

As for now, it's hard to say.

Back then, Pei Cup returned to the Middle-earth God Continent from the Downhanging Mountain. This woman of the Daduan Dynasty once asked Baidi City.

Both of them are one of ten people from China.

However, the outside world only heard that the two of them had no real victory or defeat in the question of Pei Cup.

But in fact, the two sides did not fight at all.

Zheng Juzhong said something to Pei Cup, wait for your feet to cross the threshold, then come to ask the punch, otherwise it would be a shame.

Pei Cup didn't think that Zheng Juzhong was arrogant and bluffing, so he agreed.

On the Baidi City side, the news spread afterwards, and it was just a tie.

In fact, the two men and women on the top of the mountain are just drinking among the colorful clouds.

Zheng Juzhong finally accompanied Cao Ci to a game of chess.

Cao Ci is actually good at chess, but the erudite and talented young martial artist has been concealed by his dazzling martial arts talent.

In fact, Cao Ci's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are quite good.

The doubts of A Liang and Qi Tingji, Fu Su, Zheng Juzhong's eldest disciple, have long been there.

"Little Baidi" Fu Su, as a pure sword repairer, is very keen on winning and losing. He wanted to ask the master about the sword.

Anyway, the cultivator of Baidi City, as long as he has the ability, it doesn't matter if he deceives his ancestors.

Zheng Juzhong once meticulously planned a rebellion and worked hard for 600 years.

Han Qiaose, these juniors and younger brothers, plus several progeny including Fu Su, joined hands with Ke Qing to worship,

And the mastermind who tried to change the entire Baidi City into a new day was Zheng Juzhong, who was "in the dark", who was turned into a mind, and then attracted a large group of hostile forces from Baidi City. With confidence, I feel that it's okay to kill fourteen levels.

From start to finish, only the fool Liu Chicheng was the only one who didn't mix.

Zheng Juzhong was greatly disappointed with this little junior brother who was the master of the Liuli Pavilion. He felt that Liu Chicheng was a waste, and more or less, he had a kind of warmth in his heart.

As for the people who participated in the rebellion, the cultivator of Baidi City, Zheng Juzhong did not settle accounts after the fall, a litter of waste, which could be used as a display.

As for those hostile forces that were colluded by "Zheng Juzhong", they all ended up pitifully.

In the following three hundred years, Zheng Juzhong didn't kill anyone. It was just that there were endless conflicts in the Patriarch's Hall, and they were intrigued by the intrigue. Within the same family, there were endless methods of assault and killing. Every monk who succeeded would be complacent. Two of the middle-earth sects, which were originally deep-rooted, were smashed and smashed, so that they could not even keep the title of that sect.

The most terrifying place is that even Fu Su, who is the founding disciple of Zheng Juzhong, is still wondering something deep down in his heart, whether he is Fu Su or a clone of Master?

Panshui county seat.

Gu Can was composing alone, while Senior Aunt Han Qiaosi sat at the door and suddenly called Senior Brother.

Zheng Juzhong ignored him, walked into the house and sat on the opposite side of the chessboard.

Han Qiao Se didn't care about this either.

Gu Can slowly put down the game record in his hand, raised his head and asked, "Is the discussion over?"

Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said, "I'm still discussing matters, so I'm distracted."

In a Baidi City, Zheng Juzhong could talk a little more, only this closed disciple who had been confiscated for several years.

Gu Can said: "If Master wants to remain in the fourteenth realm, does it mean that there must be at least one true dragon in the world?"

This is actually a paradox. Master vowed to kill all the real dragons in the world, so based on this ambition, the sword and the Dao and the sword will become a monk of the fourteen realms.

But once he really killed the real dragon, he would fall into the realm and become an ascending realm sword repairman again, and would be bitten by the sword heart, greatly hurting his vitality.

Zheng Juzhong nodded.

Han Qiao Se turned her head abruptly, obviously she was shocked by the statement.

Regarding the realm of the dragon slayer, some are said to be in the fourteenth realm, some are said to be at the peak of the ascension realm, and even more so. The reason why he can cut the dragon is because he has the first place beyond Taibai, Wanfa, and Taoism. Four fairy swords.

Gu Can wondered: "Master is also a native of Haoran. Why did he not provoke the hatred of the gods outside of the sky when he was ranked among the fourteenth realm of sword repair? Is it because of the betrayal of the dragon's belonging to our human race?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "Almost."

Gu Can said: "However, the rise of the genus of dragons is the general trend. If you want the world to flow in an orderly manner, the Confucian Temple still needs to be taken care of by the dragons. Then how will the master behave?"

Zheng Juzhong asked in return: "You are a little jade in the Pure Realm, do you want to worry about the survival of the fourteenth realm of sword repair?"

Gu Can said straightforwardly: "I hope to learn swords from my master. Master is not willing to teach swordsmanship together."

Zheng Juzhong nodded and said, "I can help you match up. Your master has seen me not pleasing to my eyes for many years, and he would be very happy if he could make me trouble."

Han Qiao sighed.

The pair of masters and disciples in the house, plus the master, all three have any brains.

She continued to self-photograph in the mirror, smeared powder, pursed her lips, turned her head and asked, "Xiaochan, what color is better?"

Gu Can turned his head and glanced, and smiled: "Light red is better, Diancheng peony red, which is slightly brighter, it is better to use the tender fragrance of Meihua Temple."

Han Qiaosei smiled and wiped the corners of her lips clean, and she really changed her lips with the kind of fat Gu Can said.

On the other side of Yuanyangzhu, there are like clouds of fishermen.

In fact, when Chen Pingan participated in the riverside discussions, there was another Chen Pingan "at the same time". He was sent to the vicinity of Yuanyangzhu by the saint of rites. He should have been an intentional person to prevent participation in the discussions in the Confucian Temple. Otherwise, as a hermit, he would have appeared in the Confucian Temple.

Discussing, fishing, anyway, the two are not delayed, and there is no need to speak much, and it is fun.

Chen Pingan simply chose a secluded place, sat here to fish, hit two nests, and prepared to change fishing. Chen Ping’an is very familiar with fishing, and he has fishing rods and bait in his possession.

Just because Zhang Tiaoxia's martial arts masters gathered here, it seems to have become a resort.

Soon there were two more fishermen around Chen Ping An, men and women, very young, obviously not interested in fishing.

It's a pity that the nest Chen Ping'an had hit earlier, these mountain gods, didn't even understand the rod and bait. After throwing the rod once, the thunder couldn't move it and waited for the fish to take the bait. Do you dare to be a silly fish waiting for you?

Mrs. Yan Yan and a young girl flower **** from the Hundred Flowers Land, happened to pass by here. After seeing the blue shirt from a distance, they fled in fright.

Chen Pingan stood up suddenly and waved vigorously in the distance.

On the road, there was a young woman in a red dress, walking slowly with a horse.

She hurriedly hid the hip flask, let go of the horse's rein, and rushed all the way, jumping to the ground and standing still, shouting: "Little Master!"