Chen Pingan, who was backing his sword again, appeared under the steps outside the gate of the Confucian Temple.

Lin Junbi is so courageous, it seems that he just woke up from alcohol?

Seeing Chen Ping'an who was climbing up the stairs, Lin Junbi immediately dispelled his drunkenness, shouted Lord Hidden Officer, then smiled and said nothing.

Chen Ping’an nodded and praised: “Dare to be drunk at the gate of the Confucian Temple. Jun Bi is so powerful and aggressive. You must not bring a big basket with you when you go out to avoid hurting others.”

Lin Junbi was embarrassed.

There were also some monks who came out to drink and relieve their boredom. They all looked sideways at the blue shirt, it was really impossible for them to care.

Those who are eligible to discuss matters here are better informed by the gossip. I know that this young man with a sword back in front of me, don't look at the smiling man, in fact has a very bad temper.

When the hidden official, in the previous discussion, he was this person, dare not to take a Tuoyue Mountain and the entire wild world in his eyes, and said that he would fight, and now the Confucian Temple really followed the fight.

Then he became a disciple of Wen Sheng's line, even more so than the brother.

Under the eyelids of all the sages of the Confucian Temple, Yuanyangzhu hit a fairy Yunlu, as if Yunlu was about to sacrifice the treasure of the town of Jiuzhen Immortal Hall. That was fighting for life, not fighting. Still refused to give up, and later provoke the Shao Yuan Dynasty? Not far from the city, Jiang Longxiang was beaten. It is said that just now, Ma Zhuoxian, the big disciple who also beat the Pei Cup, only used the way of martial arts to ask the boxer. It seems that Ma Zhuxian has only been in the Nine Realms for less than 20 years. As a result, he gave people a martial arts future that was expected to reach the top and then ascended to the sky. It was abruptly defeated. Can Ma Zhuxian return to the Nine Realms afterwards. , Is a big question.

In three games, the trainer, the scholar, and the pure martial artist, have they all fought?

Fighting is really capable, but bad temper is really bad.

The Little Heavenly Master Longhushan said in surprise: "It's you?!"

At that time, I met at the inn in the night ship entry city. At that time, Zhao Yaoguang could never imagine that he would meet Chen Shiyi, the hidden official of the Great Wall of sword, if he met a green shirt casually.

A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where in life does not meet.

Before going down the mountain, please help me out. It is a good lottery. If it is true, I will always meet noble people on my own trip.

Just talking about the Confucian Temple, there is Mr. Zuo who has heard of his name for a long time and has not seen him.

There is also the famous hermit in front of him. As for that Aliang, forget it, not a noble person, a good brother who shares weal and woe.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "It's me, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

It is estimated that the noble Huang Zi, who is full of moral energy in the mountains, could not even think of the shop assistant who sold things to them. It was Wu Shuangjiang at that time.

Zhao Yaoguang beat the chief inspector, got up and apologized again. He smiled brightly and said: "Last time on the ferry, the trail was offensive. Mr. Chen has a lot of it. Don't care about it. Mr. Chen really wants to care about it. When I went to Longhu Mountain, Xiaodao would definitely have to move out a few jars of good wine, and Mr. Chen would go with them."

Chen Ping'an clasped his fists and smiled: "If you don't go to the Longhushan Heavenly Master's Mansion when you travel to the Central-Earth Continent, wouldn't it be a waste of time. But if you say in advance, you won't be able to greet guests with drums and drums.

The Five Thunders of Dragon and Tiger Mountain is a well-deserved authenticity in the world. Chen Ping'an has been fascinated for a long time. He only hopes that next time he visits the Tianshi's Mansion, Longhu Mountain can allow himself to read a few more books.

Zhao Yaoguang was stunned, the sound of gongs and drums? How to say? Could it be that the hermit-sama implied that he was tossing more lively and pompously? The point is that I am not a contemporary celestial master, so I don't want to be foolish. His own ancestor master is so strong, he looks younger than himself, standing on his fists, and walking on his arms.

Chen Ping An apologized when the little heavenly master didn't understand him, saying that he was nonsense, don't take it seriously.

Lin Junbi had to explain to an unconscious friend around him: "A Liang stole into Longhu Mountain once. The hospitality of your Heavenly Master's Mansion, I heard that the battles are huge, the thundering methods are constant, and the gongs and drums are noisy."

Zhao Yaoguang was stunned immediately and smiled: "No, I really can't."

Because of the relationship between Wensheng and old scholars, Longhushan is actually in the same line with Wensheng, and the relationship is not bad. As for Mr. Zuo's early sword development, it was a personal grievance between Jian Xiu. Besides, the elder of the Heavenly Master Mansion who was destined not to be a sword immortal in this life, later turned to peace of mind to practice thunder law, broke and stood up, because of a blessing in disguise, the Taoist heart is clear, the road is promising, and whenever he drinks with others, he does not shy away from his back then. In the great catastrophe, I like to take the initiative to mention the questioning sword with Zuo Jianxian. I always said that I had suffered more than eight swords from the left and the right, and suffered a few more swords than any other sword embryo or a certain sword repairer. This is What a hard record, between his looks, there is a heroic spirit that is glorious despite defeat.

A few groups of people drinking and chatting on the side steps all have a similar impression at the moment.

This young hidden official who returned to Haoran's hometown looked good at talking, but it didn't mean it was easy to mess with.

Among them was an old man who took a long sip of wine and glanced at the figure of the young man. He was still young with a sword back in his blue shirt. The old man couldn't help sighing: "It's nice to be young."

Chen Pingan and the two crossed the threshold together, and after entering the Confucian Temple, they happened to sit in the position of A Liang.

Knowing that A Liang had traveled far, Chen Pingan gave up the idea of ​​visiting Mrs. Qingshenshan. I was planning to come to the door to apologize. After all, the shop has been under the guise of Qingshenshan Jiu Shui for many years. By the way, I wondered if I could buy a few bamboos with that lady. After all, the little bamboo forest next door to Mr. It started a few times. The old chef always urges the millet to miss so much every day, Chen Ping'an, the master of the mountain, has a conscience overwhelmed.

I found that the table near me was empty, and all the fruits and drinks were swept away. Is this a robbery and run away?

Lu Zhi asked: "It's so troublesome, the Confucian Temple doesn't care about you?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I don't care, I have a sense of measure, and I am in the rules."

Qi Tingji joked: "The sword came out of Yuanyangzhu and punched Aotou Mountain. It was only a kick over the Parrot Island."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Sect Master Qi has a good literary talent."

Lu Zhi said, "Will Pei Cup trouble you?"

If Pei Cup had to stand up for his disciple Ma Zhuoxian, Chen Ping'an would certainly not be able to get the slightest advantage.

Chen Ping'an said: "Furthermore. The boat will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge head. If it is not straight, just disembark and go ashore."

Left and right calmly said: "Ma Zhuxian has a master, and you also have a senior brother. What are you afraid of. Jun Qian's fist is not light."

Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled: "Senior brother asked the sword and soared. If the husband knows, he will be very happy."

No matter what the Great Wall of Jianqi, the senior only said that in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, he hadn't made a sword for too long.

The left and right did not say anything about this, but just said: "About the Jiuzhen Immortal Hall, Zhuolu Songzi has already apologized to me, and I hope you can go to Zhuolu County Academy for a few days and be responsible for The master of the Confucian scholars in the academy has made a brief battle."

This is the advantage of having a husband and brothers.

Chen Ping'an doubted: "Zhuolu Songzi has asked the wrong person, I might as well go there."

He glanced around at Chen Ping An.

Chen Ping'an immediately said: "I will definitely go to Zhuolu to attend the class if I have the opportunity. The lecturer at the college will be exempted and I must refuse."

Nodded left and right, stopped talking, and began to close his eyes to rest.

Lu Zhi asked curiously, "How old is that Pei Cup?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "If the official history books of the Daduan dynasty are not deceiving, they are not very old, less than two hundred years old."

Lu Zhi said, "That's more than two hundred years old."

Chen Ping An was speechless, what is the truth.

Afterwards, Chen Ping'an and Huolong asked about Zhang Shanfeng's current situation in their hearts, and they said that they were going to Luzhou in Beiju soon, and this time they would be a guest on Difeng.

The real fire dragon smiled and said: "Good guest, good guest, your kid must go. The mountain kid, the realm has soared over the years, and he can't stop it. This is not a long time ago, you just left the customs, you are visiting Beijulu this time. Zhou, you can definitely see him."

Of course it’s good for someone to be a guest. Biandifeng has a door-to-door reception. After all, Biandifeng is still poor. It won’t be enough if you can’t open the pot. But it’s not a mountain with rich wealth and no confidence to speak. It’s the same in Beiju Luzhou. The money is The hero has the courage to go to Aizhou where the mountains and plains are full of immortal money. He still has to keep his head down and talk to people?

Huolong has always felt that his mountain friends are more ignorant of etiquette and thick-skinned because of their old age. They are all cultivating immortals on the mountain, and they are not doing business properly. Apart from being rich, they have not seen how high your cultivation level is. People, who are you with a bunch of bulging bastards?

So every time you leave the customs, the old true person has to ask Yuan Lingdian and several of his descendants, if you have made new friends recently, can you invite them to visit the mountain. It's a pity that one is better than a fool, not understanding the true meaning.

Chen Pingan was relieved to hear that Zhang Shanfeng had just broken through. After hesitating for a long time, he cautiously raised a mouth with the old real man, saying that he had touched Liu Daochun in Baidi City at Yuanyangzhu.

The old man wondered: "Liu Dao-chun? Pin Dao had heard of this person, but wasn't he suppressed in Aquarius Island by Brother Zhao? When did it appear? Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, did he have What's the matter? Why was Liu Dao-chun sneaked out? Is it because Liu Dao-chun's cultivation base is too high, or my brother, you slapped it in the early years, and you couldn't make a solid seal of the heavenly master in your hand?"

Zhao Tianlai smiled and replied: "I don't know, it's estimated that after a long time, the celestial master's Yin Dao meaning has disappeared, not to mention that there was no ruthless hand. As for how Liu Daochun got to Yuanyangzhu, it is even more unclear. "

In the past, when Huolong was still a great celestial master outside Longhushan, he met each other, one celestial master in one mouth, and now it's alright, after removing the title, one mouthful of brother Zhao.

It seems that at that time Longhushan rejected Zhang Shanfeng's succession, so that the real fire dragon was still a little bit unreasonable, and the grievance was not small.

Yu Xuan sighed with emotion: "Yes, yeah, this talisman is difficult to preserve for a long time, just like a talisman in the old way that supports a mountain. If you don’t take the initiative to withdraw it, it will be loosened a few hundred or eight thousand years. separated."

Chen Pingan's scalp numb when he hears the small talk of the three old Taoists.

How could the separate words between himself and the Fire Dragon be heard by others?

Fu Lu Yuxian and Great Heavenly Master, the two masters of Taoism, certainly wouldn't overhear the conversation. If they weren't so idle, would they follow some ripples in the long river of time and evolve?

Chen Pingan had to take the initiative to greet the two seniors.

Zhao Tianlai smiled and said, "The one-hand mine method used by the hidden official in Yuanyangzhu is not tacky."

Yu Xuan smiled and said, "Throwing rocks and hitting people is too much, but just watch to relieve your anger."

Huolong continued to doze off.

I once defeated a million Sandmans, which made me feel more vigorous.

The old and the young left Parrot Island and took the ferry to the Aotou Mountain Mansion.

Because the young emperor wanted to take this simple ferry for good reasons. He said that he could see a few monks from other villages. Maybe there are sages such as the Hidden Officer hidden inside. Then when he saw his roots and roots, To be accepted as a disciple, I finally learned that he was an emperor, so I had to miss a cultivator with good materials and jade. The expert left sadly and regretted his life, and every time I thought of it on the mountain, I would have a handful of bitter tears...

But when Yuan Zhou boarded the ship, he found that no one was responding to him.

Yuan Zhou stood by the railing and said, "Grandpa Yu, I always think something is wrong with our business."

In the second meeting, even though Yuan Xu was Emperor Xuan Mi, he did not participate in the meeting.

The reason for Yu Panshui is the Year of Your Majesty

Ji is too young and the limelight is too big. When the wind blows, it is easy to blow his head away.

So it was the result of his hard work and the Confucian Temple. If your Majesty feels aggrieved, he will endure it. Of course Yuan Xu was willing to endure it. The Xuan Mi Yuan clan was only a few years after the founding of the country, and he could never be the last emperor.

Yu Panshui smiled and said: "Something's wrong? Why didn't you say it just now, your Majesty's mouth didn't sew it on."

Yuan Xu said: "I am an emperor at any rate. If I speak out, the water poured out is a sacred decree. I really want to repent, and I have to be taken lightly by the hermit.

On the way here, the two of them had negotiated and sold the kite ferry boat half-sold and half-delivered as if there was no such thing in the imperial library.

The mysterious dynasty and Luopo Mountain are on the line, and there is some personal friendship between the two sides.

In any case, half of this favor must be counted on the Yupan Shui head in the end, so the emperor was forced to come down.

As the result came, Emperor Yuan Xu not only gave a cross-continental ferry in vain, but the Xuanmi Dynasty seemed to have to pay for the repair of the wind kite.

Even Yu Panshui boarded the boat and left Parrot Island, still feeling a bit

On credit? Well, your kid should tell you when to pay the money. If we don’t ask, you won’t say anything? You owe money like this in the world?

In the end, there is still a face to say, "but I am disrespectful, and I have suffered it before"?

Yu Panshui shook his hand with the handle and rubbed his aging face, thinking that when he was a little girl in the Hakka family, Pei Qian looked very honest and honest. He was a well-mannered girl, so polite. Counting a child, if it weren't for an old scholar, it would be shameless and stubborn. That old valuable thing was almost never sent out. After a whirl, it will be successfully returned to the bag.

How can Pei Qian, who is not greedy for money, share such a wealthy master?

Yuan Xu looked around and said for no reason: "Grandpa Yu, it turns out that there are so few yellow objects in the outer world."

At home, in the palace, it's different. As far as he can remember, when he thinks of that side, the young emperor's mind is full of yellow objects, and the high roof ridges can't be seen at a glance. They are all yellow. The clothes he wears, the cushions on his hips, the dishes on the table, and the sedan chair swaying between the high walls on both sides are all yellow. It seems that there is only one color in the world.

Other colors, for example, there is a library in the palace, which is black. There are many precious books that young people will not touch for a lifetime, but outsiders will never see it.

As for the color of the generals, the color of the body is similar to that of a few circles of streams. They come and go in his house every day, and the cycle is repeated. There are often old people speaking childish words and young people speaking unpredictable words. , And then he sat on that chair, didn't know how to pretend to understand, and when he encountered something big at a loss, he glanced at Fatty Yu.

For the Supreme Emperor of the Mystic dynasty, many gray-haired old civil servants had more or less hinted a teenager with words when Fatty Yu was not around. Yuan Zhou actually understood it, but pretended not to understand. Some old people are really good for him, and some are thinking that Yu Panshui left the court, so many official positions will move forward. But Yuan Xu didn't pay any attention, and at most occasionally cooperated with the elderly, gritted his teeth, or slightly red eyes. In fact, it was very troublesome. At last, he reminded the eunuchs around him to talk to Grandpa Yu when he turned his head back to talk to Grandpa Yu, and don't forget his little actions when they came to the scene.

What is it, and what good is it for him? Yu Panshui would not be the emperor, and the Xuanmi dynasty was also destined to be unable to lack the backbone of the Yu family. In that case, he is a fart eldest child, don't mess around.

The old apricot tree in the palace, which has lived for seven to eight hundred years, is said to have been planted by a founding emperor himself. In autumn, the tree will be covered with golden leaves and leaves every year. Green leaves every year?

The deep-rooted Zhongtu Yu family is evergreen without deciduous leaves.

Yu Panshui rarely looked kind, touched the young man's head, and whispered, "It will be hard to be the master."

The boy tilted his head and complained: "The emperor dares to touch his head."

Yu Panshui laughed and patted the face of the young man, "Grandpa Yu is in a good mood to accompany you on this trip, so whoever the queen will be in the future, you can choose for yourself in the future. It doesn't matter if you have the surname Yu."

Yuan Yu stamped his feet and said: "I heard that Yu Yufu and Yu Qingqing, these two best-looking sisters Yu have their own hearts, who can I pick, ah!?"

Yu Panshui smiled and said, "Qingqing's girl is interested in Lin Junbi, I know, as for the husband, I heard that with the hermit, I asked him twice at the Great Wall of Jianqi. Hey, do you understand?"

Yuan Yu slapped his boxing hands and exclaimed sincerely: "Sister Huohu, oh no, it's a sister-in-law, it's not right, it's a sister-in-law with a good eye."

Yu Panshui slapped the little boy into a daze.

Panshui County is over there.

A young scholar full of shabby air found an ascending realm great monk who was recovering from his wounds.

Qinggong Taibao Jinghao, even if he was injured on the left and right, still did not leave, as if waiting for justice from the Confucian Temple.

The one who blocked the road and ran away and then apologized was the first monk who ran back to the house to become the door **** afterwards.

It's just a Jade Realm, and it's not ashamed to take care of the nursing home for an ascending monk.

Most of the rest of the mountain helpers were scattered by birds and beasts. The good name is that they dare not delay the rest of the ancestor Jing.

It's just that the jade cultivator fell to the ground with a flower in front of his eyes. Before fainting, I only vaguely saw a blue shirt, passing by myself.

This courtyard is quiet, and a cluster of emerald green plantains is as fat as dripping water.

Jing Hao walked out of the house and looked at the young scholar standing in the courtyard. Since he couldn't see the depth of the other's cultivation level, his realm was very high.

The uninvited guest seemed to have nothing to do, stand on tiptoe, pull down a banana leaf, and flick,

With the lessons learned from asking the sword from left to right, Jing Hao was not anxious and angry, with a gentle expression, and smiled: "The Daoist will come to the door, and there will be a loss."

Chen Zhuoliu looked at this Qinggong Taibao who is known as the crown prince in magical skills at Xiazhou, shook his head and said: "You Qinggongshan, one generation is inferior to one generation, the more you go back."

Jing Hao smiled and said, "Does the Daoist fellow have an old relationship with our Qinggongshan Patriarch?"

Chen Zhuoliu didn't bother to go in circles with this guy, and asked, "Your master, there is no picture of me in her house?"

This Qing Gong Taibao said nothing, he couldn't afford to say anything, but there was a trembling sound, whether it was excitement or awe, "Junior Jinghao, pay homage to Chen Xianjun."

To be respected by an Ascendant Realm as an immortal monarch, of course it can only be a Fourteenth Realm Great Monk, at least a Swordsman in the Ascended Realm.

Jian Xiu.

The Dragon Slayer.

The preaching teacher of Zheng Juzhong in Baidicheng.

None of Jing Hao's senior brothers and sisters knew about this secret matter. It was the master who told him before his death that she had a complicated look at the time, and she and Jing Hao broke a shocking truth, saying that the Qinggong Mountain at her feet was something of others, but it was temporarily lent to her and never belonged to her. The school, that man, accepted a few disciples. The most famous one is Zheng Huaixian from Baidi City. If there is a problem in Qinggong Mountain in the future, you can take this painting down the mountain to find him. If you can’t find him, just look for him. Zheng Huaixian.

Jing Hao is the only son of a pair of patriarchs in Qinggong Mountain. When he was a young child, he was caught by his parents who were not very qualified for practice. Here comes a direct identity.

Later, he became a master and apprentice, and because of his young age, he was able to go to Master’s residence several times, knowing that there was a hanging portrait of a man and a poem, probably because the scroll material was too crude and the handwriting It's too long, missing a lot of content.

Qingshan smiled outside the white clouds... Yemei was as thin as nothing...

When Jing Hao was a teenager, she asked an older senior sister about this matter. The senior sister guessed that it meant that some people went down the mountain to swim, leaving only the beautiful woman living alone in the mountain, and she was very haggard and thin.

The line of Jing Hao has been pushed up for two generations, that is, the ancestor of Jing Hao. In fact, he is a mountain and wild repairer who has been rampant all over the world. He has stood on the top of the mountain for thousands of years, but he has not found a suitable place to stay. I heard that it was Master Fu The fate is profound and helped the ancestor find this Qinggong Mountain. Then he began to establish a school, accumulate merits at the Confucian Temple, rank among the sects, open up branches, and eventually become the top immortal palace on Liuxiazhou Mountain, and now it is firmly in the top spot.

Qinggong Mountain has been smooth for more than three thousand years, so Jinghao never had the opportunity to take the painting down the mountain.

The land of master's cultivation has long been designated by Jing Hao as the gate of the teacher. Except for arranging a female nun with smart hands and feet to clean it occasionally, even Jing Hao himself has never taken a step.

Chen Zhuoliu sneered and said, "Isn't I here to climb my relatives today? So I can ask for a few kowtows with a trash junior?"

Jing Hao shook his sleeves lightly. He actually knelt on the ground and couldn't afford it. His forehead lightly touched the ground three times, "This junior will give Chen Xianjun out of Qinggong Mountain."

Jing Hao's master, as well as the ancestor who once ranked among the ten Haoran in history, are both in the ascension realm, especially the latter, who was born in Zhongtu Shenzhouye Xiu, and his real name moved the world.

This is the real inheritance.

When Jinghao took over the Qinggong Mountain, it was not bad, and it was built into an ascending realm smoothly.

However, the current lord of Qinggong Mountain, or the former mountain lord, is much inferior, and he will only be a fairy in this life. This person has now obtained Jinghao's decree and has passed away in retreat. When Jing Hao returned to Qinggong Mountain this time, he had to make another decree for this unabashed disciple. How dare you pour dirty water on your master if there is less success than failure?

The descendants of this person have the highest realm but Yupu, and the achievements of the future road may not be higher than this person.

Therefore, the scholar in Qingshan who neither carried a sword nor a sword in front of him said that their Qinggongshan generation is not as good as the generation, and there is no water at all.

As for Jing Hao’s master, in the last thousand years of her monastic career, she was quite pitiful and hopeless. She suffered severe injuries from a grievance on the mountain. She had to turn into the wrong way. The Yang realm can only be able to avoid the calamity of the soldiers' solution, with a clear mind, leaving the secluded into the dark, the shape and spirit fits the ancient earth immortal, and finally can't survive the rush of the long river year after year, and the figure dissipates from the world.

She passed down a sword throwing technique for Qinggong Mountain, which was specially tailored for Qi practitioners who were not swordsmen. However, it was stipulated that only one disciple of Qinggong Mountain could study this sword in a generation.

As small as flowers and leaves, as large as rivers and mountains, you can "throw like a flying sword."

In fact, at the bamboo hut, Dou Fenxia threw stones and bamboo leaves before using this sword throwing technique.

Of course, it was first handed down by Chen Zhuo, playing in the world for thousands of years. In fact, this dragon-slasher is not only in a situation like Jia Sheng and Bai Busong.

After Jing Hao straightened up, he kept sitting on the ground.

Chen Zhuoliu tutted: "No wonder that silly nizi would choose you as the owner of the mountain. She's not good, but she's clever. Get up. I've been kneeling on the ground for a long time. Doesn't my knee hurt?"

Jing Hao just stood up.

No one can help him be so humbly in front of this person.

Ask the sword left and right, no matter how high the swordsmanship is, only Jing Hao will be asked.

But this fascinating predecessor in front of him was able to make the entire Qinggong Mountain and the hundreds of monks on the mountain earthshaking in the palm of his hand.

Chen Zhuoliu temporarily changed his mind and ordered: "You just keep Qinggongshan, but in the future there may be a friend of mine who will be a guest there. Remember to treat me well. If I lose my courtesy, I will ask you. That's right, Your disciple who is imprisoned, I think it's okay, so just continue to be his mountain master. If you don't want to, just forget it."

"Yes, it is his good fortune to have a disciple in the younger generation, and it is the honor of Jing Hao to get into the eyes of the Immortal Monarch."

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The senior turned around to leave, Jing Hao hurriedly bent over and clasped his fist: "Dare to ask Xianjun's friend on the mountain, what surname is very famous, can he have a dao name? lest the younger generation will meet a real person in the future, but don't recognize it."

Chen Zhuoliu walked away and said with a smile: "My good brother, who looks like a boy in Tsing Yi, with the road number of the Dragon King of the Luopo Mountain. If you see him later, you will recognize it at a glance."

Jing Hao always bowed his head and said in a deep voice, "I will follow the edict of the emperor!"

When the scholar in the green shirt disappeared suddenly, Jing Hao continued to bend over for a while and slowly got up. An ascending realm with "gold branches and jade leaves in meridians, almost flawless Dao body" was actually sweating involuntarily.

It's just that Jing Hao's heart is unavoidable. I don't know who "Little Dragon King" is, who is the senior on the mountain?

The group left the house in Liaozhou Island and walked to the ferry. Li Baoping was going to take the ferry to the Confucian Temple to copy the Xiping Stone Sutra.

Li Huai got a big head when he heard it, and didn't dare to refuse, so he thought of buying a few transcripts with Jingsheng to get through with a fool, and make sure to read it more later.

Before leaving the house, Liu Chicheng took out a piece of white cloud paper unique to Baidi City, wrote an invitation letter on it, and put it on the table.

Of course, it was to invite the previous "Eight Money" girl who didn't know her name or name to visit the Liuli Pavilion in Baidi City to enjoy the scenery when she had time. Her brother Liu would definitely welcome her by sweeping the couch.

Li Huai was lying at the table at the time, shook his head as he watched, and took the courage to persuade the senior Liu, the wording in the letter, don't be so blunt, unspoken, and not implicit enough.

While waiting for the ferry on the shore, Liu Chicheng was not surprised that Chen Ping'an disappeared out of thin air, "Come and go in a hurry, you are busy."

Taoist Nen sneered and said: "You are young and work hard, and you don't know what to do all day long."

Li Huai complained: "I said this to my brother in front of you, don't you give me face, Lao Nen, if you are so mixed up, you won't eat and drink spicy."

Taoist Nen immediately bowed his head and smiled and spoke in a low voice, and said in one go, "Master, I have changed my way to praise Chen Ping An's responsibility, there is something in the words."

Gu Qingsong came swiftly against the wind, his figure crashed to the ground, the wind was violent, and there were many people who were stumbling over the trainers waiting for the ferry at the ferry.

Just waiting to see the person's face clearly, they all pretended to be traveling along the water, and quickly moved away, hiding far away.

Lao Zhouzi looked around, and still felt that only the awe-inspiring Taoist person was qualified to have a chat with himself. As for the Baidi City Liu Dao-chun, what kind of fancy, why not just marry Zheng as a lady Centered?

Gu Qingsong hurriedly asked, "Friend Nen, where is the kid? Where is the slippery sole?"

When Taoist Nen heard this, he felt refreshed, and said in a pleasant manner with this fellow fellow: "Gu Daoyou, you said, that boy, if one is not paying attention, he will be gone. God knows where to go. If you have something to do with him? I can help with the conversation."

Gu Qingsong cursed, what a kid, hiding from himself?

Li Baoping looked at the old man who was talking increasingly ugly.

Gu Qingsong noticed her gaze, he stared, but he endured it. After all, she was from a little girl's family, and she looked really pleasing to the eye. Such a spirited girl is not common, so this old Zhouzi only played After less than a success, he said: "Look at what?!"

Gu Qingsong felt a little bit when he said something.

I always feel like I missed something important, but I can't remember. Close at hand, fishing for the moon in the water is generally futile.

Liu Chicheng couldn't help but screamed, and he stopped talking. He just changed his mind and didn't dare to remind him, so he learned from the old brother Long once.

His mother, when I return to Panshui County, I will ask Brother Long Bo for advice on the supernatural power of water.

Li Baoping shifted his gaze and called out to brother.

It turned out that there was a scholar in Rushan.

Li Xisheng.

Gu Qingsong, or Xiancha, was dull and speechless.

Some things, he has guesses, but he dare not think about it.

If you get it right, then the scholar you had previously worked with will be half of your master's brother.

Bai Yujing is the head teacher, accepts apprentices on behalf of the teacher, and teaches two younger brothers, Yu Dou and Lu Shen.

Li Xisheng smiled and asked, "Xiancha, what did you just say?"

Gu Qingsong was speechless.

Li Baoping said, "Brother, Senior has this temper, it's nothing."

Li Xisheng turned his head and nodded with a smile with Little Treasure Bottle.

As for the smile to Gu Qingsong just now, and the kind smile to Li Baoping, of course they are worlds apart.

Li Huai saluteed honestly: "I have seen Mr. Li."

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "Li Huai, as long as you don't deliberately think about it, you will be fine."

Li Huai was confused and nodded. It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just do it. He is Li Baoping's elder brother, a scholar, and a fellow countryman, so he can't hurt himself.

Outside of the book, there are thousands of truths under the world, but in fact, we firmly grasp one or two. It is more useful to know the truth than to remember the truth in your head.

Li Xisheng said with his heart to the fairy: "There is a reason to remove some of your thoughts before. It is useless to say more about the truth. Now that the matter is over, I will not repeat the trick, but I will encounter it later. My sister, I'm going to wrong you and make a detour."

Gu Qingsong straightened his waist and said respectfully: "Don't be wronged! How can you be wronged!"

Lao Zhouzi is not afraid of this person's identity, but sincerely respects this person.

If you want to be scared when you walk around the world, you can just have a hard fist.

But if you want to be respected, especially if a few people in the world are willing to respect it, it is still impossible to rely on Taoism to be high.

This is also the reason why the old Zhouzi is willing to take a high look to the younger generation of monks, and to Liu Jinglong of the Taihui Sword Sect of Luzhou in Northern Ju, alone.

Otherwise, even if the second uncle, Yu Dou, known as the invincible, stood here, Gu Qingsong asked himself, just as uneasy.

Even Gu Qingsong had already prepared a draft. When did he go to Bai Yujing in the Qingming world, and when he met Yu Dou, he had to ask him a question in the first sentence. The second uncle went to the catch and release pavilion. Now, why don't you just drop by and fight with Chen Qing? Is it too respectful of the old sword repairman, or is it impossible to fight?

Lao Zhouzi hit the chief inspector.

The scholar also made a fuss.

Gu Qingsong said goodbye, but instead of Yufeng leaving the ferry, he threw a leaf into the water, turning it into a flat boat, and going downstream with the water. Since I can't see Chen Ping An, I hurry to accompany Mrs. Gui, lest she be unhappy?

Li Xisheng walked to Li Baoping and said softly, "I was at the house before, and I was messing around, please pay attention later."

Li Baoping said: "There is a little uncle here, what am I afraid of."

Li Xisheng smiled and said: "Yes, yes, it doesn't matter whether the eldest brother is there anyway."

Li Baoping smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Liu Chicheng was envious. If he was such a big brother, let alone the awe-inspiring world, he could lie down and wander around in the Qingming world.

Li Xisheng turned his head and asked: "Pavilion Master Liu, shall we talk?"

Liu Chicheng's heartstrings were tense and he said with a dazed expression: "Where is my brother in Panshui County, why should I lead the way for Mr. Li?"

Don't talk to the master teacher if you are killed. If you want to talk, just find your senior brother. When you arrive in Panshui County, you can talk to you. Chess, Taoism, longevity, and knowledge of the fourteen realms and fifteen realms are all casual.

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "Yes."

It's just that Liu Chicheng was dragged away, crossing an extremely long arc, and fell directly from the side of Parrot Island into a house in Panshui County. Liu Chicheng, who fell heavily to the ground, simply lay on the ground in a daze.

Li Xisheng then heard a heartfelt voice and replied with heartfelt words: "Okay, a hundred years later, in Baidi City and Bai Yujing, play a game with Mr. Zheng."

Then Li Xisheng smiled and looked at the tender Taoist who didn't follow the rules.

The Taoist Nen regretted his intestines, so he shouldn't be absolutely wrong, and shouldn't eavesdrop on this conversation.

Not everyone can say this to Zheng Juzhong. For things like Yi, like on the Great Wall of Jianqi, someone said to ask Chen Qing about the sword, and then Chen Qing agreed. It's almost like this. As for who is who, is it true that Chen Qingdu, Tao Ting makes a difference? Of course not, they were all hacked to death with a few random swords, and it was over.

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "It's easy to write characters and difficult to write. Tao Ting Taoist fellows still need to be cautious."

Li Huai knew it must be the "Old Nen" who was around him again, hitting Taoist Nen's ribs with an elbow, and whispered, "Be more regular."

Taoist Nen said angrily: "Be reasonable and reasonable. You have to be more disciplined."

Li Xisheng smiled.

The tender Taoist is relieved.

When the ferry stopped, and a group of people boarded the ferry, the Taoist Nen stood beside Li Huai honestly, feeling that he was still standing next to his son, and felt more comfortable.

Earlier, Baidicheng Han Qiao Se Yufeng rushed to Parrot Island, visited Baozhai, and bought a mountain treasure suitable for ghost practice. The price is not cheap, the things are good, but they are too expensive to wait for her to arrive. , Has not been able to sell.

Furthermore, in the vicinity of the Confucian Temple, the monk openly bought a ghost repair tool, which was a bit out of date and taboo.

However, Han Qiaosui glanced at the thing and bought it again, but no one thought it was a bit weird. The sister of the city lord of Baidi City was a well-known confounder with Liu Qi and Qing Gong Taibao. Jinghao is a way of cultivation, with a high realm, many spells, and a wide range of magical powers. As long as it is not a battle of great disparity, if one party has endless methods and learns from the Taoism, it will naturally take advantage.

It's just that compared to the turmoil surrounding the Confucian Temple, Han Qiao's handwriting is like a very small water drift, completely unnoticeable.

Han Qosei returned to the house in Panshui County and threw the object to Gu Can who was still playing music alone, and asked, "I can't put the book in Jianhu?"

Gu Can shook his head and smiled, "Behave and show it to yourself."

Han Qiaose didn't even feel that there was any contradiction in this statement.

The fanatic Gu Can in the eyes of others, at this moment, in Han Qiaose's eyes, is beautiful jade.

Gu Can put away the chess pieces on the chessboard, not to mention the slowness of playing chess, even slower to get the pieces together, and Han Qiaose was anxious for him.

Then suddenly a pink robe fell from the sky. After falling to the ground, Liu Chicheng began to pretend to be dead, and Han Qiao-se glanced outside the room, "Yeah, don't you ask your brother to complain this time?"

Liu Chicheng bored and said, "Leave me alone, enjoy the scenery."

In a courtyard elsewhere in the house, Zheng Juzhong was standing under the eaves, and his eldest disciple Fu Su stood aside.

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "The moon is faint and windy, and the foundation is rainy. The situation in the world is getting brighter."

Instead of going to the riverside to participate in that meeting, Zheng Juzhong will show more context than going to the riverside.

Zheng Juzhong glanced at the sky, relaxed a bit.

Fu Su said, "Master, I want to learn from Dong Sangeng and travel through the wild world alone. It may take at least a hundred years."

The implication was that he didn't care about the layout of the Master and Baidi City, and he used the sword alone to practice cultivation. As for the next collision between the two worlds, he will only look at the situation.

Zheng Juzhong nodded and said: "Why not? Good anglers seek pleasure, bad anglers seek fish."

In the wild world, Jin Cui City quietly changed its owner. It was Yuanhu, the city owner of the fairy girl, willingly, and the matter was extremely hidden.

Baidicheng Zheng is in the middle.

It is equal to the vast world, the next city first.