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When Chen Ping'an was young, he once sighed that Aquarius was too big, but it turned out to be only the smallest continent in the world.

But for a monk of the fourteen realms, the land of one continent was as small as his own courtyard.

Those who have attained Taoism travel far away in the wind, with a bird's-eye view of the world, with a panoramic view of all oddities.

I once saw a monk sitting cross-legged under a waterfall to enter the concentration, with his hands folded, under the sun, like a golden arhat.

A bird leaned low and swept, and the tip of its wings cut through the surface of the pond, ripples.

In the courtyard of the wealthy family, there is a large magnolia tree, and a woman is leaning on a railing to admire the flowers. She may be silently thinking of a certain sweetheart, with a raised eaves and flowering branches, secretly holding hands.

The mountains in the small country of the Dali clan, the mountain roads are steep, the bearers who lift the sliding poles, and the female family members of the guests who walk like flying, and take the sedan chair to climb the mountain are blindfolded and miss the great scenery along the way.

In a water town, there is a girl in a lotus skirt on the side of the road, barefoot, carrying embroidered shoes, walking on tiptoes.

A wealthy young man, with hundreds of slaves, drove a mountain and dredged a lake in a secluded place where the mountains and rivers and spirits have fallen and there is no fill.

There was Gao Shi drunk lying in the pavilion in the mountain, and suddenly white clouds came outside the cliff pavilion. He raised his glass high and threw it out of the pavilion. Gao Shi was drunk with dim eyes, and said loudly, saying that there are nine water stubborn rocks lying on the mountain, and I don’t know how many thousands of them. For thousands of years, Baiyun under this pavilion has provided the most refining methods. Seeing this beautiful scenery, I am grateful.

There are several fairy masters riding the cranes, among them, the delicate young people waved their whisks, making the white clouds flying around like chaotic snow, and the smiling girls on the side like flowers.

In a deep and secluded mountain, there was a two-foot-tall goddess of mountain goddess. She was walking on the corridor with her skirts swaying on the ground. Behind her were two rows of virgin boys and girls who died and were gathered by her after their deaths.

An unclear peak, the mountain is steep and slender like a carp's back, the whole mountain is like a knife, chopped on the chopping board. On the edge of the cliff at the end of the mountain trail, there was a lonely courtyard built with white walls and tiles, a patio, four waters, and only an ancient pine rooted in the cliff nearby.

But more, it was the ruins of those cities and towns. It has been many years since the war ended, but it still hasn't been able to restore its former appearance.

In the mountains and rivers of the half continent, there are two different things, except for the old cliff engraved books on the mountain and countless brand-new epitaphs under the mountain.

Previously in Dali Capital, the imperial examination by Cao Qingqing was named Xunqu in the same year. He worked at the Hongfu Temple in Nanxunfang and helped Chen Ping'an get some recent imperial residence papers.

Chen Pingan went to several places recorded in the Dibao according to the picture. Most of them just stayed for a while and left after reading.

In Yuzhang County, which is full of towering trees, whether it is used to build mansions or as coffins, it is a first-class wood. Needless to say, Chen Pingan saw a group of wood thieves fighting in the mountains armed with officials.

And there are countless looms in Wuzhou, which is known as the cocoon mountain. A Zhiluo courtyard has been completed, and the official plaques are all hung up. It has been fully budgeted and less than a month, which is enough to show the speed of the various government orders issued by Dali.

At the boundary of Yunzhou of Huangting State, I saw that stream. As expected, it was really the entrance to the ancient Shu Kingdom’s Dragon Palace ruins. The water quality of the stream was excellent. If it was clear, Chen Ping’an chose a spring and drew dozens of catties of water. I took a trip to the Dragon Palace site again, ignoring the ancient restrictions, such as entering the land of no one, entering it earlier than the Dali Geomancer, and ascending first, but Chen Ping’an did not take away the few treasures of the immortal family. It was a mountain and river tour.

The earliest lotus roots in Tongyezhou, and later the Xianfu ruins in Luzhou, Beiju, encountered the old master of the Taoist temple in Donghai and Daochang Sun of the Daxuandu temple. Chen Ping’an is now looking at this kind of immortal, It's really a bit embarrassing.

There is also an official of the Ministry of Industry of the Dali Companion Capital named Li Chui on the Di Bao. The family has been a hydraulic engineer for generations. He carefully drew a guide map, involving the diversion of more than a dozen Dadu vassal rivers. Unexpectedly, the Dali court has dispatched a Qintian superintendent who is proficient in misunderstandings to investigate whether this matter is feasible.

For the gods of mountains and rivers, there are also natural disasters and man-made disasters.

In a great battle, the entire southern part of Aquarius Continent lost countless landscape gods, and only then did the civil and military heroic yin spirits from all over the continent, mountains and rivers, make up a large number of city gods and landscape gods at all levels.

The diversion of the river is a huge disaster for the gods of mountains and rivers along the way. It can cause the gods of mountains and rivers to suffer floods, flood their golden bodies, and the gods of water suffer drought and expose themselves to the sun.

The golden body and temples, under normal circumstances, can’t walk, and migration is as difficult as climbing to the sky. There are temples and temples empty, and without the incense on earth, they will be canceled from the golden jade genealogy by the court according to the law, and they can only be reduced to Yinci, then you can only endure hardships, at least temporarily borrowing incense from the neighboring city gods, not to mention that you have to borrow. Therefore, in the Shanshui officialdom, I have always preferred to be the county goddess with extremely limited powers, rather than the landscape subordinates who clearly restrain the lesser mountain gods and the rivers of Hebo and Hepo.

An old man with the appearance of a farmer, with a sturdy figure and a tanned skin, is like an old village man facing the loess with his back to the sky, squatting on the long embankment by the river now, sighing and sorrowing.

There was a young man sitting on the side, placing a bamboo mat with a Hunan pattern, and gently swaying the folding fan. The bamboo fan had a similar pattern to the bamboo mat. The young man’s skin was a bit sickly white, as if he had been hiding in the study all the year round. A scholar who doesn't get exposed to the sun.

The two stayed together, their ages were very different, and their appearances were in sharp contrast, like a piece of white tofu placed together with a piece of charcoal.

The old man said: "Looking back, I will talk to Master Liu from the Department of Duyi, Dali, and see if I can ask for some mercy and help hand over a copy."

The young man shook his head, speaking straightforwardly like a stunned young man who couldn't figure out what's good or bad, "It's just a principal, not a capital official, so I can't speak."

The old man said annoyed: "Who are the lords of the princes, can you climb high? Just like the little gods like us, who are in charge of the mountain and water boundaries of small mountains and small rivers, the chief Liu is already the biggest official I know. It’s better to be a dead horse doctor than to wait for death here."

The so-called Langguan refers to the Langzhong and Yuanwai Lang who are the chief and auxiliary officials of the Ministry of Rites. For these gods of mountains and rivers who are not very popular, they are the great masters of the heavenly officials inside the yamen.

The young man smiled indifferently: "If the gods are going to marry, what can be done is to admit her fate. The change of course, regardless of self-interest, is indeed beneficial to the people's livelihood."

The old man threw a stone into the river and said dullly: "The emperor is not in a hurry."

The young man was still calm and calm, "Who made you my friend?"

The old man turned his head and glanced at him, and said softly, "Here is a trainer, who is face-to-face. He can't see the real level. At first glance, it looks like a sea-viewing state."

The young man glanced at the approaching foreigner, in a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes, breathing long while walking, and he was not a mundane master at first glance. The gods of the world are good at looking for breath, and they can often tell who is better than a monk. Whether or not it is a gas trainer, as to whether you can see the depth of Taoism at a glance, it depends on the height of a golden statue of a deity.

The young man folded his fan and smiled and said, "I advise you not to go to the hospital in a hurry. Besides, the rivers here have been diverted, and a total of six river tributaries have been abandoned. This is a great thing for you, the mountain god, so don’t worry about it. You have annexed the old waters under my jurisdiction, as if the water does not flow into the fields of outsiders."

The other mountain gods and land princes in the vicinity are now eagerly waiting for the Ministry of Rites and Engineering Department to start blaspheming and diversion. As for those river gods and the low-ranking Hebohepo, they are resigned to their fate, although the courtesy that accompanied the capital, The officials of the two ministries promised that the Dali court would arrange a retreat, but they were afraid that it was just a scene. Once they turned their faces and refused to admit it, who would they complain to?

The veteran cried out: "What a good thing, the site is big, there will be more rights and wrongs, not to mention that it was originally belonged to the jumping river, I am so upset, as soon as you leave, leave me alone. Whatever the matter, help You guard the tomb? You were a senior official before you were alive, but at any rate, I was also a marquee and a beautiful posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous post. How come I can't take the turn of Lao Tzu to guard the tomb for Tai Fu Cen? You really think you are the emperor. ."

The young man persuaded, "Even if the incense on earth is cut off, the family properties that I have saved, plus I will borrow some incense from you in the future, your pile of Yunling will be a waste guest who can only eat and not work. It is estimated that it will not be difficult to make another one. You have to think so, the ordinary master under the mountain, sixty years is almost a lifetime, so what can I complain about."

The green shirt stopped, clasped his fist and smiled: "San Xiu Cao Mo, I have seen Doushan God in Dieyunling."

The man surnamed Cao, who claimed to be Noxiu Shanze, turned his head and looked at the young man, "This must be the Cen Hebo who jumped into the Po River."

Dieyunling Mountain God Dou was flooded, and he was named a Hou before his death. He has served as County Town God, County Town God, and Mountain God here. In Dieyunling, there is a fairy allusion that the immortal soars up and down the market.

He Bo, Cen Wenqian, who jumped into the Bohe River, had served as a transshipment agent during his lifetime. He was the abbot of a country's water transport and dredging and granary construction.

The old man smiled and nodded, raised his arms high, and held a fist in return with the fairy master surnamed Cao, "I am lucky enough to meet."

Yo, the little baby looks young and has a good vision. She recognizes herself and Cen Wenqian, especially her old friends, who are notoriously simple and simple. No matter who comes to Diaobo River, they will thank guests behind closed doors. Jiang He Zhengshen is still big.

Cen Hebo was still pretending to be deaf and dumb, and Dou Yan was helpless.

The old fish of Cen Wenqian jumped waves to chew flowers and eat. They are all famous up and down the mountain. The mountain masters who come to fish here are as high-ranking officials as the unique apricot perch and giant green in the river.

For hundreds of years, I haven't seen Cen Wenqian close to anyone. If I replaced it with the mountain gods, I had met a few big baskets of rich and noble princesses, and then he became a big pilgrim in her own temple.

In fact, there are two places, Dali Capital and Accompanying Capital. Even if many literati and scholars have heard of Diaobohe, inside and outside the officialdom, no one dares to abandon the public for personal reasons. In this matter, I have to say a word for Cen Hebo and Diaobohe. words.

The green shirt guest looked around and smiled and said: "Cen Hebo is as good as external rumors, his temperament is weak, he doesn't care about the amount of incense at all, as long as the Hanoi people do not violate the prohibition, and disdain to manage the landscape. If I remember correctly, The hundreds of thousands of people who have been jumped into the Po River’s Enze have been around for almost two hundred years. There has not been a second-class jinshi, but two fellow jinshi backgrounds have appeared intermittently... "Mrs."?"

In fact, the early jumping of the Po River in the morning is very rich and mellow, whether it is the scenery, the atmosphere, the civil and military luck, and it is well-known in the mountains and rivers of many countries. It is just that the years have passed and the dynasties have changed several times. There were no floods on both sides of the strait, and there was no drought in her own waters, so Cen Wenqian stopped taking care of any unnecessary matters.

So that Cen Wenqian is still a He uncle today, otherwise, because of the reputation of jumping the Po River and the richness of water transportation, how can she be a water **** who is honored by the court, and even carried the river on the golden and jade genealogy enshrined by the Ministry of Ritual of that country. Shengjiang is not impossible.

Dou Yan held back his laughter, suffocated his anger, worked well, and relieved his anger. This kid was cursing well, but Cen Wenqian was originally cursing.

Regardless of whether it is the officialdom of the pre-mortem or the officialdom of Shanshui today, what a good thing is that evacuation is light, clean and self-conscious, does not go to the same trend, and does not manage contacts at all?

Only now, Dou Yan feels sad when he thinks of the situation of his old friend Cen Wenqian.

But after listening to the "Madam" ridicule, Dou Yan was a little bit ridiculous. This official statement is a bit detrimental.

The gift of a scholarship is similar to a "little concubine" compared to the first class three and the second class scholar, just like a woman is not the original partner of the main house, of course, she is "like a wife and not a wife".

Cen Wenqian didn't care when listening to a stranger's implicit sarcasm. After all, it wasn't the kind of swearing on the street, so I didn't understand it.

Seeing that the outsider chose a fishing spot, he took out a can of drunk corn that he had prepared for a long time, threw it on the nest, took out a green bamboo fishing rod, touched some snails by the river, and hooked it. After that, he started to throw the rod and go fishing.

Dou Shanshen is a natural warmhearted, and he can talk a few words with anyone.

"Master Cao, where is the person from?"

"A native of Dayi, this time I went out to travel south, just walk and stroll, stepping on the watermelon peel to wherever it is."

"It's good to dare. If you come a few days later, you might miss the apricot sea bass and large herring."

"God Doushan, what do you say?"

Cen Wenqian coughed slightly.

Dou Yan was too lazy to pay attention to Cen Hebo's reminder. Instead, he got up and squatted next to the Master Cao. Many waters have already started to relocate. By then, the riverbed will be bare and the apricot flowers on both sides will die. How can we talk about the apricot perch?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "As a result, jumping the Pohe River did suffer a great deal. I was so lucky."

Dou Yan's heart was cold after hearing the following sentence.

"Brother Cao, when I see you, I won’t go in circles with you. I might as well say something to Brother Dou. Are you an official of the Ministry of Industry of Dali Capital? On the surface, you are fishing for self-entertainment, but in fact it is an investigation. Mountains and rivers? The officials are not big, my brother sees people's eyesight, has always been not bad, look at your official air, tut, not small, really not small, you have to start with a master, right? In the future, you will be in charge of a master. , I don’t see a big problem."

"If I’m not wrong, Brother Cao was born in Chi’er Street, Jingcheng, and was a young handsome man of the great general, so he served as a monk in the frontier army of Dali. When the battle was over, he took advantage of the situation and transferred from Dali’s iron cavalry. Serving as a errand in the Ministry of Engineering? Isn't it?!"

"Looking at the landscape and appearance of Old Brother Cao, he can't be wrong, absolutely can't be wrong, but I don't know whether it is in the Yu Department of the Ministry of Industry of the Capital, or the Water Department?"

The two lords of the Ministry of Industry are in charge of all government and decrees in the world, including rivers and mountains, official posts, bridges, and weirs and canals. They are not insignificant.

Chen Ping'an has never spoken.

If this Doushan **** went to set up a fortune-telling booth, he would starve to death.

Dou Yan didn't give up, "Brother Cao, if you can give the official of the Ministry of Industry, of course, the master servant will be better. You only need to help pass the sentence, regardless of success or failure, I will come to Dieyunling in the future, and it will be my guest of Dou Yan. ."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "Dou Shanshen wants to go wrong, I am not a big official."

Dou Yan asked in a low voice, "Is Brother Cao the Qingwu of the Great Liqin Tianjian?"

Chen Ping'an still shook his head, and quickly caught a bass, grabbed it, and gently tossed it into the fish basket.

Dou Yan clapped his hands and applauded, "Brother Cao is lucky. It seems that he is really related to jumping the Bo River."

For the sake of friends, this Doushan God really doesn't want any old face.

In fact, in the past, no matter it was a colleague of the Shanshui officialdom, or even the top boss in charge of the landscape of dozens of prefectures and counties, Dou Yan, the superintendent of the city god, had never been so humbled and smiled.

It was determined that this good-looking Master Cao was an official of the Ministry of Industry from Chi'er Street or Yichi Lane, Dali Capital.

Dali officials, regardless of whether they are big or small, are difficult to deal with. For example, the river diversion, many mountain shrines, temples, rivers and water houses, including Dieyunling, and those who had prepared wines and accompany wine beauties, were not able to send in At the end of the day, those Dali officials will not be guests at all, but they are still very caring about the specific implementation of their official duties, performing their duties in an orderly manner, and doing things in a very organized manner.

What kind of people, what kind of friends.

Chen Pingan knew it in his heart, and asked in his heart: "I heard that Cen Hebo has not many friends. Except for the **** Dou Shan, there are only a handful. I don't know if there is an old man named Cui among his friends?"

"No."

"The old man's surname is Cui, he is a pure martial artist."

"I don't know, I haven't had much contact with people from Jianghu."

Chen Ping’an continued: “The old man Cui once taught me boxing with great care, but he felt that my qualifications were not good, so he was officially confiscated as a disciple, so I can only be regarded as an anonymous boxing apprentice of old Cui.”

At the Luopo Mountain Bamboo House, the old man never talked about the past with Chen Ping An, like things like Cui Cheng and Diaobohe Cen Wenqian being friends, or the old man chatting with Nuan Shu and others, Chen Ping An passed the right guardian of Luopo Shan. Only by hearing God’s whistleblowing can we know it.

Strangely speaking, Cui Cheng has never had a good face on Chen Ping'an's side, but on the side of Nuanshu and Xiao Mi Li, he is very amiable.

Cen Wenqian was silent for a moment, "Master Cao Xian can really joke, a **** on a mountain who has accomplished a lot of cultivation, went to practice boxing and learned some martial arts, is it a waste of time and material? Isn't Master Cao afraid that his family and the elders in the mountains complain about not doing their jobs? "

Obviously, compared with the previous question and answer, this He Bo was more concise and concise.

Chen Ping’an caught a golden bass again, threw his rod into the water again, and smiled: “There are no elders in the family. As for going up the mountain to practice, there are guides, but they also don’t have the status of master or apprentice, so he claimed to be a casual cultivator. It’s not the younger generation deliberately attacking people."

Cen Wenqian smiled and asked, "How does it feel to learn boxing for a cultivator?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "Learning boxing is not easy, especially Mr. Cui's teaching boxing is so hard that people regret learning boxing."

Cen Wenqian sighed.

Then it can't be faked.

This hidden young official of Dali is mostly really an anonymous disciple of Cui Cheng.

Cui Cheng's attitude towards martial arts is exactly the same as his rigorous attitude towards family and academic affairs.

Cen Wenqian asked: "Since Master Cao claims to be an anonymous disciple, can Cui Cheng's one-piece boxing technique have any success?"

Chen Ping’an smiled and replied: “I have a great disciple who is a pioneer in martial arts. He has a better aptitude to practice martial arts. He was lucky enough to be accepted as a direct disciple. It’s just that Mr. Cui does not stick to the trivial, and each is considered to be his own generation.”

Cen Wenqian nodded, it was something Cui Cheng had done.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Mr. Cui will also sing harmony with Cen Hebo's poems?"

Cen Wenqian smiled and said: "Of course, Cui Cheng's academic talents are very good, and he can be regarded as a literary scholar. When I first met him, Cui Cheng was still a young scholar who had studied abroad. Dou Yan still doesn't know. Cui Cheng's true identity has always been mistaken for the reading seeds of a distinguished family in a small country."

Cen Wenqian introduced: "Lao Dou, Master Cao Xian is an anonymous disciple of Cui Cheng."

Dou Yan questioned: "Which Cui Cheng?"

Cen Wenqian smiled

: "It's the poor scholar who has to drink with you every time I pass by."

Dou Yan laughed and said: "Oh, it means that little Cui, I remember, why don't I remember, I have seen it a few times, but that little Cui has a high vision, only close to Cen Hebo, every time he only knows to cheat from me. liqueur."

Then Dou Shanshen found that the face and eyes of the young official from Dali were a little strange.

Dou Yan questioned: "What's wrong, don't call him what Xiao Cui shouted. The age difference between the two parties is two to three hundred years. Is it possible that I have to call him Brother Cui? That's too hypocritical."

Chen Pingan stared at the river in a daze.

The river is as blue as the sky, the perch is just like hanging in a mirror, and if you are not near the cloud, you are by the side of wine.

It turned out to have been young.

Just like that old mother.

This is an unimaginable thing.

Just like Mr. Qi, Cui Cheng, and old mothers did to Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an is of Pei Qian, Cao Sunny, and Zhao Shu under them.

Li Baoping, Pei Qian, and Li Huai are among the children of Bai Xuan and the dumb boy in Qilong Lane.

And those children who are still young today might also be seniors who are beyond the imagination of the descendants of Luoposhan and the next sect.

Probably this is what passed on from generation to generation.

Chen Pingan squatted by the river and shook the two bass in the fish basket into the river. After putting away the fishing rod and fish basket, he got up and took out a white bowl from his sleeve, changed his name, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cen In the case of Dadu’s diversion, the younger generation is outside the Dali officialdom and cannot change anything, but is Mr. Cen willing to take a step back and do not need to replace the Jinshen Temple and Heboshui Mansion, just around here as Yihu and He Bo?"

The man was speechless, Dou Shanshen heard it in a cloud of mist. Cen Wenqian transfers to Huhebo? But where are the lakes within hundreds of miles?

Yeah, you want to move mountains to build lakes? Young people really regard themselves as old gods of the five realms, have the supreme magic power to move mountains and seas?

Ten thousand steps back, even if you can move the unowned remnants of a few mountains, and then dig a large pit from the ground to carry the lake water, where the water comes from, it can’t be the bridge that builds the river, and the water flows in the sky. , Dragging the Po River into the lake? Besides, it’s a dry season and the Diaobo River does not have enough water. What's more, if you really want to act so recklessly, the landscape will affect the people on both sides of the strait. This will affect the people's autumn harvest this year. At that time, the Dali court will surely inquire, even if Dali is accompanied by the capital. The Ministry of Industry in Beijing can make an exception. The diversion of rivers is a foregone conclusion after all. Even if the new lake is built, it will still be the embarrassing situation of the unsourced water. The water transport of the lake is deadly, and the waters of the old Tiaobo River. The descendant spirit will never follow Cen Hebo to relocate to a stagnant pool. At that time, Cen Wenqian will still be a lonely person with the burning incense, so what's the point of this move?

Young and vigorous, I don't know what to say.

But having said that, this kindness is something to be grasped.

Cen Wenqian smiled and shook her head and said, "Master Cao doesn't need to be so thankless, and he will lose the spiritual energy and official connections in vain."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Rong the younger generation to say something without embarrassment, this matter is not difficult at all, and it is like just a drink at the wine table."

Dou Shanshen smiled with a heartfelt voice: "Wen Qian, look, does this look and tone look like the pauper Cui Cheng back then?"

"The juniors will go back."

Qingshanke took the bowl with one hand, just took a step, and disappeared in an instant, thousands of miles away.

Dou Yan used the magical powers of a mountain god, and after taking back his mind, he was shocked and said: "Good fellow, it is no longer in the boundary of Dieyunling!"

Soon after wearing the blue shirt, he returned to the Diaobo River, still holding a white bowl, but an extra bowl of water.

Dou Yan was greatly disappointed, the thunder was heavy and the rain was little?

How much water can such a big white bowl hold even if the immortal family magic is used? Not as much water as a leaping river, right? What's the picture if you don't want to be near and far?

But Cen Wenqian looked solemn and asked, "Master Cao borrowed water from Dadu?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Run a little bit farther, and change the place to fetch water."

Cen Wenqian asked, "But the sea water?!"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Mr. Cen can rest assured that although the water is taken near the sea entrance, the younger generation has already gone to the mud to clear it. For the time being, the water is clearer than the river that can't jump, but in the future, the water transportation products will not be too bad. This A bowl of water, the amount of water is adequate, enough to support a three hundred li Daze lake."

Cen Wenqian was speechless.

This is called "acceptable"?

Legend has it that ancient immortals have the East China Sea in their sleeves!

Dou Yan's eyes widened, and he craned his neck to look at the bowl of white water. Isn't the young man bragging and not writing drafts?

Chen Ping'an handed the white bowl full of water to Cen Wenqian, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cen and Mr. Cui met once, and friendship between gentlemen is as pale as water."

Cen Wenqian was not a pedantic person, and took the water bowl openly.

After Cen Wenqian took the non-heavy bowl of water, Chen Ping'an looked at the surrounding landscapes, with his fingers close together, without the need for talisman paper, drew arcs and talisman, drew a circle, first defined the territory, and then turned his palm. In an instant, the mountains and rivers vibrated, and a few miles away from the Tiaobo River, at the border with Dieyun Ridge, the boundary of three hundred miles sank in an instant, but during the period, all the spiritual beings were shaken by the sleeves of the green shirts, and the clouds were driving fog. , Was shaken off to the upper bank of the Tiaobo River, and then gently grasped, the collapsed mountain roots condensed into a mustard seed-sized earth ball, held in Chen Ping’an, and once again used his fingers to draw symbols to learn from that fairy hairpin The city and Lu Shen are one person and one symbol. The water characters and the mountain characters are drawn on the bottom of the Dakeng and the earth ball in the hands respectively. In the future, the big lake and Dieyunling will form an embryonic pattern of interdependence between mountains and waters.

Superb skill.

A river uncle and a mountain god, facing such a method of moving mountains and rivers, are still unheard of, so that the golden bodies of the two landscape gods shook, and their minds swayed uncontrollably.

What kind of Master Cao, it is appropriate to say that it is Cao Xianren and Cao Xianjun.

Chen Ping’an handed the pocket earth ball the size of an apricot to Dou Yan, and smiled: “Brother Dou, meet in Pingshui, it’s good to see him, and he will ask for a drink later. This mountain character can be placed at the root of the mountain. In the future, the rustic will grow, and it will be beneficial to the mountain transport in Dieyunling. As for Dieyunling and the lakes and mountains in the future, there is no need to worry about the conflict between the mountains and the water, only the two will be stable."

Dou Yan took the weird earth ball that was said to be a "mountain character". It was actually a stagger, and he almost failed to catch it. The mountain god's face immediately blushed.

Dou Yan glanced at Cen Hebo, who was holding the bowl easily. He was strange, why only he was the one who made the fool out of it?

Chen Ping’an said: “Wait a moment, I have to write a temporary letter, and Brother Lao Dou will hand it over to the Dadu Changchunhou. I and this old Tiefu River God of Water are half of the same town. Yi, today’s movement here, maybe Changchunhou can help me explain something at the companion capital and the Ministry of Engineering."

Between words, Chen Ping'an twisted his wrist and took out the pen and paper from his sleeve. The paper was hung in the air, and the mist filled with water. It became a mysterious and mysterious landscape restriction. Chen Ping'an quickly wrote a secret letter and wrote it to the man who filled the gap. The content of the letter, Yang Hua, the **** of water of Changchun Hou, is all polite, which roughly explains the reasons for the changes in the boundary of the Tiaobo River today. The last sentence is the key point. It is nothing but the hope that this Changchun Hou will be able to do so in the future. Under the premise, take care of the Shendouyan of Dieyunling Mountain.

Just like every Dayue Mountain Monarch in Haoran Jiuzhou will also govern many rivers, so the Dadu Lord, who is in a high position, has many mountains within his jurisdiction.

Chen Ping An finally took out a personal seal, which was printed "Chen Eleven".

He picked up the seal, sighed towards the bottom three characters, and put it at the end of the letter.

This is the first time that Chen Ping'an has used the seal that has been collected for many years to formally seal a letter.

In the future correspondence between Luoposhan and other mountains, as long as it is the handwritten handwriting of the owner of the mountain, Chen Ping'an, either the seal "Luoposhan Chen Ping'an" or this party's "Chen eleven".

This is the proper etiquette on the mountain.

Chen Ping'an put the letter in an envelope and handed it to Dou Yan. Finally, he clasped his fists and smiled with the two of them: "Mr. Cen, Brother Dou, the younger generation is still in a hurry, don't pass this, the mountains are high, and there will be a period of time later."

Cen Wenqian and Dou Yan returned the gifts.

Dou Yan sighed, "Wen Qian, this time I'm drenched in your light. Heaven is great fortune, just come."

Well-deserved fairy handwriting, understatement created such incredible fairy trails.

Cen Wenqian smiled and said nothing.

Dou Yan suddenly asked: "Huh? Cen Wenqian, do you remember the face of that Cao Xianjun?"

Cen Wenqian frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "I really don't remember."

Dou Yan said with emotion: "What kind of thing is this? The immortals on the top of the mountain really cannot be guessed by common sense."

Cen Wenqian whispered: "There is nothing hard to understand, it's nothing more than a gentleman showing kindness without repaying it."

If he didn't guess wrong, in that letter, the mysterious green shirt guest would definitely ask Changchun Hou Yanghua not to leak his words on Dou Yan's side.

Dou Shanshen carefully put the mountain character in his sleeve, wiped his face vigorously, and was about to speak. The golden body vibrated again, and his whole body was radiant.

It was not only Dou Yan's Dieyun Ridge, but the mist rose and the colorful clouds lingered.

There is also this Tiaobo River, which is obviously the season of summer and autumn, and countless apricot flowers bloom on both sides of the river, just like the spring breeze.

Cen Wenqian said softly: "It's because of the four-character admonition of "mountain high and water long"."

Dou Yan trembled: "Couldn't it be a moral saint who speaks Tianxian?!"

Cen Wenqian was silent.

Dou Yan scratched his head, "What the **** is going on?"

Cen Wenqian smiled and joked: "It's not just that I know Cui Cheng, don't you also know Xiao Cui?"

Suddenly, Dou Yan suddenly realized that he was staggered before, could it be that Cao Xianjun, who respectfully calls Cui Cheng the old gentleman, is taking a bite of his grudge against him?

Dou Yan asked, "I didn't ask Cui Cheng what happened?"

I only know that this old friend has violated the ban several times and left the jurisdiction of Tiaobo River without authorization. If it weren't for Xiao Xiaohe, he has belonged to the lowest rank of the water **** in the world, and there is nothing to be relegated to, otherwise Cen Wenqian would have been demoted again and again. The official hat is only worn down, but Cen Wenqian doesn’t talk about official promotion anymore. The Zhou Chenghuang directly talks to the Tiaobo River Shuifu. The annual Chenghuang Temple will be clicked. No need, a small temple. I can't afford to wait for you, Cen Dashui God.

Cen Wenqian looked sad, "In the look of the green shirt guest, there is an answer long ago, so why bother to ask more."

Chen Ping’an then took a trip to Mei Glazed Country, but he failed to meet the crazy drunkard’s young county lieutenant in that familiar county seat. He originally wanted to repeat the old tricks, and once again bought some cursive scripts with the county lieutenant. After inquiring about the copybook with the county government, I realized that the county lieutenant had already resigned and traveled north. That deal back then was really a bargain. Chen Ping’an bought a large pile of cursive copybooks with only Wuhushan distilled spirits, and the writing was both radiant and rigorous.

Chen Ping’an’s own handwriting is mediocre, but he recognizes his appreciation level and doesn’t lose to the calligraphy masters at the foot of the mountain. What's more, even Zhu Lian and Cui Dongshan talk about cursive calligraphy, and even they can’t imitate the seven or eight points. , It really can't be higher. Cui Dongshan said directly that each of these cursive copybooks can be used as heirlooms. The longer the year, the more valuable it is. Even Mr. Wei Dashan has a dead skinny face and asked Chen Ping’an to take a copy of "The Immortal Steps". In fact, there are less than three copybooks. The cross is completed in one go: the immortal's steps are too weak, the crimson clouds are growing under his feet, the smallpox is scattered by wind and rain, the jade slips printed in dragon mud, the real text is refined by the fire.

The master’s method is better than Wei Bo, and he doesn’t ask for it. He just went to the first floor of the bamboo building and borrowed a copybook from Xiao Nuanshu, saying that he had to post a few more times, otherwise he would rarely get his cursive spirit. Chen Ping'an later returned to Luopo Mountain, and when he learned of this, he sent out the copybook on his own initiative. The cultivator also said in a serious manner that this is so embarrassing, that a gentleman does not take advantage of others. Cao Sunny was just there at the time, and he said, I can help the teacher return this "Monk under the Moon Sticker" to her husband.

Chen Pingan bought a few jars of locally brewed Wuyi wine in Chishui City of Shujian Lake.

Coincidentally, it didn't make a book. Drinking Wuyi wine, I remembered the ascended ghost repairer who "just met", the master of Xuanpu, the city lord of the fairy hairpin, who happened to be called Wuyi.

Fan Yan, the young city lord of Chishui City who had only one seedling, has always been regarded as a foolish fool. Now he has become the city lord. He has also attached to the Dali court, enabling Chishui City to grow stronger under the eyelids of the True Realm Sect. , Is such a hero, who once faced Gu Can, who was a big boy, and took a mouthful of Gu Can.

Chen Ping'an was walking by the water, and looking back, he saw a prosperous restaurant in the distance.

It seems that for the first time in life, and the only time to set up a wine bureau, it was over there.

At the banquet that day, Gu Can was actually more familiar than Chen Ping'an, a half-year-old child, chatting and laughing, with eyebrows flying.

When Jiang Shangzhen was still in charge, he set aside five islands from the Shujian Lake where the Zhenjing Sect was located, and gave them to Luopo Mountain, but this enclave was hung under the name of a young monk named Zengye.

Jiang Shangzhen didn't bother with any discussion of the Patriarch's Hall, he decided in one word.

Who has objections to this? Wei Ying who can count his half son?

At that time, the chief worshipped Liu Laocheng? Or Liu Zhimao, the true monarch of Jiejiang, who was enshrined in the second seat? Or is it Li Fuyu?

The Emperor Han Jingling in Shihao Kingdom on the north side of the book slips, because he had not practiced the Taoism, was nearly half a hundred years old, and he was already showing a bit of old age.

Today, after retiring from the court, I had a leisure time, and then started to play the old tune of a pair of grandchildren again, and over and over again is the wording, "The Luoposhan Chen Jianxian, I invited me to have a drink back then!"

These are not "us" anymore.

No matter how good guys don’t talk about the courage of the year, this story of the old man must also be mentioned.

As for becoming the emperor that year, Han Jingling began to **** his tail, and went to Qingxia Island with Huang He, and asked to sit in the accounting room, but was stopped by Gu Can. At that time, the two sides were actually not too quarrelsome. Pleasant, it's just that Gu Can at that moment was like a different person. The city mansion was deep and didn't show it on his face.

What to mention these trivial things.

"It's not the kind of casually throwing pots of Xianjia wine, it's a serious wine bureau, with a large table of wine and dishes, just ordinary drinks, the doorway here, you children don't understand, if it's the wine on the mountain , On the contrary, it's boring."

With these old almanacs, the two children had long been hearing calluses, shaking their heads and making faces at each other.

A child opened his mouth early and said silently, helping the emperor's grandfather to say the words that he brought to the end every time.

"At that time, I was sitting on it!"

Chen Ping'an only took two steps, making a trip back and forth between Shihaoguo and Shujianhu, and he didn't bother with Han Jingling's words that added fuel and jealousy. Bragging is not against the law, let alone an emperor.

After that, she quietly went to Miyaliu Island and found Li Fuyuan. She recruited an anonymous disciple from a small place called Xianyou County, Guo Chunxi, who had poor practice aptitude, but Li Fuyuan taught Taoism. The direct disciple still has to pay attention.

Seeing Chen Pingan, Li Fuyu was surprised. Chen Pingan asked about Zengye's practice, and Li Fuyu naturally knew everything he could say.

The two sides talked to Gao Mian by the way. It turned out that Li Fuyi served as an offering to the Invincible Fist Gang after watching the ceremony at the Luopo Mountain, not Keqing.

Gao Mian has stepped down as the gang leader. This old gang leader who has fallen from the Yupu realm twice before was almost interrupted by a big demon on the battlefield near Dadu. He fell again and only barely saved it. In the Golden Core Realm, it's hard to be able to compete with others in this life.

As a result, when Li Fuyu participated in the first meeting of the Zushitang meeting there, he saw a scene of saliva splashing and two people akimbo spraying each other. Two groups of people were arguing over there, not arguing whether to change the name of the mountain. It's about arguing about which new name is better. After all, a serious monk sect has adopted a bad name that even the Jianghu sect can't take.

In the early years, if it weren't for the fact that the old gang leader was still strong, he couldn't beat and scolded, otherwise the matter would have been put on the agenda.

On the side of Zhenjingzong, where can you see this kind of scene, the three sect masters, Jiang Shangzhen, Wei Ying, and Liu Laocheng, are very convincing.

The True Realm Sect is also quite powerful, and in such a short period of time, three suzerains have appeared one after another.

At the beginning, Li Fuyi was quite worried, whether the old Gao’s gang leader would be greatly lost because of this. The hero was short of breath, but the result was not the case at all. When Li Fuyi found Gao Mian, the old man was in high spirits, and it turned out to be positive. Fairy Su Jia of Yangshan has been re-incorporated into the ancestral genealogy of the Patriarch Hall.

Xun Yuan, nicknamed the one-foot gun, nicknamed Yumian Xiaolangjun, another name of the Wushijing Gao, and the dragon who saw the head and the tail collapsed the true monarch, these few rich people are all famous on the mountain. The hawks, claiming to hold up half of the sky, half of the sky, and half of the country was beaten down by a few of them together. I don't know how many fairies have earned a lot of money from these few people.

In addition, there is an unknown dear who is named Xiaobaitiao in the waves. He does not spend much, but he used a few snowflakes to open his voice and help some deserted fairies to create a kind of thousand All the troops and horses have fallen under the imposing manner of the pomegranate skirt.

Li Fuyi asked: "Lord Chen Shan came to Gongliu Island this time, did you see Sovereign Liu or Master Liu?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Forget it this time."

In fact, when Jiang Shangzhen served as the Sect Master of the True Realm, in addition to the act of public gain for personal gain, he also called the chief to worship Liu Laocheng. The two walked on the path by the lake on Miyayanagi Island. Sect Master Jiang casually folded a wicker and smiled. Said a few words to Liu Laocheng.

"You think that to break the bottleneck of Yupu realm and become an immortal, you have to kill her yourself. This is your own practice, and I can't control it."

"But if you want her to die, I must let you die first. This is my own business, Jiang Shangzhen, and you can't control it either."

Liu Laocheng dare not take it seriously.

About Mo is the road to heaven, but Liu Laocheng, who had to find another way, successfully entered the fairyland. From the chief worship, he served as the third suzerain in the history of Zhenjingzong after the two sword immortals Jiang Shangzhen and Wei Ying. .

Chen Ping'an took a trip to Qingxia Island afterwards

, But not to find Liu Zhimao, but to the Zhuxian Mansion.

The female ghost of Qingxia Island, Hong Su, her true identity is Huang Sha, the female cultivator of Miyaliu Island of the previous life, and also Liu Laocheng's Taoist companion.

A few years ago, she resigned as the female officer of Hengbo Mansion and became the concierge of Zhuxian Mansion again.

Because she was still not good at dealing with the intrigue between those women, she really couldn't control more than a dozen maidservants with their own minds, so she resigned from the post which was quite noble and leisurely and could make a lot of money, returned to Zhuxian Mansion, and continued to give horses to the horses. When the master was the concierge, he shook a string of bells next to the door when he met a visitor.

I worked in Hengbo Mansion for a few years and saved a lot of snowflake money. Whenever I was in a bad mood, Hong Su would spend one. From the ugly and penetrating old woman's appearance to the young woman's appearance, let Seeing myself is not so disgusting.

As a result, he cursed the prodigal wife to Master Ma.

The ghost of Xiu Ma, who was born as a bear food man, is far and far away. Now he is still in front of the second-class offering of Qingxia Island. If you have a genealogical status, you don't actually need to do anything, just get a salary for nothing every year.

This man who used to be one of the many handymen in the Jingxing stall, has a very humble status, but has a very elegant heart. Gui Xiu named his mansion on Qingxia Island "Zhu Xian". The phrase "Resound Zhu Xuan" from a rare poem in the old country, sounded a homophonic "think", and Liu Chongrun, the owner of the old Zhuchai Island, was the eldest princess of his old country.

It's a pity that the long princess Liu Chongrun, with a group of Yingying and Yanyan, moved out of Shujian Lake a long time ago, and settled down on a hill in a foreign land called Clawback.

Over the years, Gui Xiu has not cursed Mr. Accountant less.

While he said that he had no thoughts, he vowed to say that he had no intentions at all, and would never take the initiative to provoke Her Royal Highness the princess.

On the one hand, he sneaked and kidnapped Her Royal Highness to his hometown. The back of the scorpion, his mother's, the back of the scorpion, the fish, the slippery, the back, the ghost just imagined the white and tender back of the long princess... ...Just want to cry.

Having said that, the Royal Princess is such a stunner, and Chen Ping An is a young guy who is a little bit weird and crooked, but it's normal.

I just don’t know if Her Royal Highness the eldest princess hasn’t seen herself for so many years across thousands of mountains and rivers, will she become sick with lovesickness, haggard and thin so that her small waist becomes more and more slender?

For her back then, this ghost really took his life.

I gave her my heart long ago.

She slept on her heart for many years.

Hey, I really want to give the body to Her Royal Highness the princess too.

Today, Gui Xiu Ma came to the gate of the mansion and wanted to go out, go boating and wander around on Zhuchai Island. If the Princess Long returns here, he will be able to see him at first glance. Isn't it a stalwart figure?

The concierge Hong Su courageously asked, "Master, does Mr. Chen really become the Lord of the Zongmen Mountain?"

Ma Yuanzhi stopped and sneered, "Can I make money by cheating you?"

The female ghost said timidly: "That can't be."

Ma Yuanzhi rubbed his chin, "I don't know if the lingering love story between me and the eldest princess has been engraved in a book."

Hong Su Yan said: "There is also the story of the slave and maidservant, Mr. Chen also copied it down."

Ma Yuanzhi stared, "You are too stupid to be rescued. In the wealthy township of our chief Liu's Hengbo Mansion, I don't know how to enjoy the blessings, but I want to run to a ghost place like me again as a concierge. I am surprised. It’s weird. I really want the colored embryos to be in Hengbo Mansion. There are more beautiful women and aunts inside, all with **** and round breasts. If you don’t pick your mouth, you won’t be jealous, or it’s not true. No one wants to come here as a errand, look, just what you look like now, let alone scare people, ghosts will be scared to life by you, I can't charge you? Why do you have the face to collect my salary every month? Every time it’s just a few days’ delay in the distribution, I’m ashamed to be awkward. Are you a debt collector?"

Hong Su did not dare to talk back.

Master Ma is always not so pleasant to speak.

But after all, it's his own master.

Ma Yuanzhi sneered with arms around his chest, and said, "Next time I see that **** surnamed Chen, let's see how I deal with him, young people don’t talk about credit, and they are in the world, how about becoming a sword immortal when they become the lord... …"

A blue shirt appeared out of thin air, smiled and asked, "What about it?"

Ma Yuanzhi took a closer look and laughed loudly: "Oh, hey, Master Chen is here."

On the neighboring islands of Shujian Lake, ghosts and ghosts are gathered together. Almost all of them are devoted to practicing on the island. They don’t go out very much. They are not worried about being killed by people when they go out. Just hang the island identity badge and hang on the boundary of Shujian Lake. You can get the identity recognition of both the Zhenjingzong and the Dayi Garrison if you are in and out of the way. As for the long trip out of the book Jianhu, you need to rely on your own skills. There are also ghosts that are forgotten, and they have done some shameless old business. When a conflict arises with the immortal masters on the mountain, if you kill it, you will kill it.

However, he even paid a sum of money to Zengye. According to Zhenjingzong, it was done in accordance with the Dali Laws of Landscape, and the crime was improperly punished. If you are unwilling to give up on this, you can continue to reason with the Dali Criminal Department.

In fact, Zeng Ye was very hesitant at the time. Ma Duyi's method is better. Ask Master Zhang to go, what good way can you think of, when you are Mr. Chen or Gu Can? Since you don't have that brain, look for someone with a bright brain.

Zeng Ye knew very well that the reason why Zhenjingzong and Qingxia Island were willing to treat their uninfluenced ghost repairs and ghosts extraordinarily was actually the credit of Mr. Chen.

Zengye, the former boy on Maoyue Island, was born suitable for ghost practice. There were a lot of opportunities. First he was taken away from the fire pit by Zhang Di, the manager of Qingxia Island, and became the helper of the accountant. Then he followed Gu Can all the time. For a few years, he has been a cultivator in the sea-viewing realm, and now he is a master of the mountain sect.

Before Gu Can left his hometown for a long trip to the Central-Tu Shenzhou, he left the peace card with him. At first, he was worried about whether this move was in compliance with the laws of Dali, so he dared not take it out. After all, he used Dali. The Li Xing Department has nothing to do, it is a capital crime! Later, I learned that Gu Can had already done it at the Dali Criminal Department and moved to Zeng Ye's name. This kind of thing, according to Zhang Di, is actually more difficult than earning an innocent card.

As for Ma Duyi, she is a ghost, and she has always lived in the fox fur talisman, and she bought a lot of rouge gouache.

There are so many weird people and things in Mr. Chen and Gu Can's hometown. Just talking about Mr. Chen’s Falling Down Mountain. At that time, Zengye and Ma Duyi were shocked by a thin girl. They saw with their own eyes a person suddenly fell from the top of a very high cliff, hit the ground hard, and hit the ground. Out of countless big pits, a smaller girl squatted on the edge of the big pit with her head in her hands.

When the girl settled down, the straw sandals on her feet were full of blood.

Later, they learned that the dark-skinned girl named Pei Qian was Mr. Chen's disciple.

After determining the identities of the two out-of-towners with the girl’s unique method, the little girl in black, carrying a golden pole on her shoulders and holding a green bamboo stick, was very cautious at first, and suddenly became lively, saying that we paid money. I'm asking for a fist, to give the cerebellum on the ground a big blow!

The little girl bounced around, twittering all the way, anyway, she was talking about how good money is.

As a result, Pei Qian held his small head, and said with a heartfelt voice, my sons and daughters of the arena, walking in the arena, just for the sake of being a chivalrous man, not a false name.

I was stunned that Zengye and Ma Duyi, who were also well-informed and hadn't walked away at all, were stunned, and looked at each other.

Because Zengye and Ma Duyi are not pure martial arts after all, they didn't know the many subtleties of the girl jumping off the cliff and "smashing the ground", let alone understanding the height of the boxing technique of "questing the earth with pure physique".

Over the years, I have been paying attention to the movements of Mr. Chen and Gu Can. The Shanshui Mansion News on the Zhenjingzong side will not be left. It’s a pity that Mr. Chen has never heard from him, but it’s Gu Can who was in After the parting in Longzhou, they changed their lives, from the direct disciple of True Monarch Jiejiang Liu Zhimao to the disciple of Zhongtu Baidicheng, and he was still that closed disciple!

For the many wild repairs in Shujian Lake, that Baidi City is far away and unattainable.

As for the city lord Zheng, who was hailed as the world's number one demon giant, he was even higher in the sky.

I was on Qingxia Island in the early years, and whenever I saw Gu Can, I would shudder with fear. Later, following Gu Can's travels around, the situation improved. In the end, as long as he was out of the house and even felt that he was by Gu Can's side, he could feel a little more at ease.

Ma Duyi once reminded Zeng Ye that in fact Gu Can is still Gu Can. He has indeed changed a lot. He has become obedient and will do many good things within his power. Even many things are done by Gu Can, which makes people feel happy and reasonable. He should be happy, but he can't be considered a good person.

As for whether Zeng Ye really listened to it, Ma Duyi didn't care, she only identified one thing. As long as Mr. Chen is in the world, Gu Can in the mountains will become "better".

Even if Gu Can successfully reached the summit of Haoran Mountain in the future, there will still be a certain unknown criterion in Gu Can's heart for a long time.

In fact, Ma Duyi felt a little guilty in his heart for the unpleasant remarks he had said to Zeng Ye.

After all, he traveled around with Gu Can back then. More or less, Ma Duyi was a little close to Gu Can, so he could be regarded as half a friend.

I have to admit that you can stay at ease with Gu Can.

It's like walking the rivers and lakes with half of Mr. Chen, just eat and drink, carefree.

Chen Ping'an left Zhuxian Mansion on Qingxia Island and came here, and found that the island owner had been practicing in the house, so he did not disturb the clean repair of the middle five gods. Ma Duyi was swinging in his yard.

Going to the top of the island alone, Chen Ping'an sat on the railing, drinking slowly, and looking at a strange lake with books.

I have been wandering around here for several years, but it is also this place that made Chen Ping'an understand a truth, the heaven and the earth are heroic, and the ages are still awe-inspiring.

Chen Pingan threw an empty jug of black wine into the lake.

At that time, I was sitting on Jiehaoyi?

If it's the big and small wine tables of the Great Wall of Jianqi, that's right.

Chen Pingan drank a pot of wine, and passed by a place before going to Yunxia Mountain.

Looking at the bleak scene in front of me, it is hard to imagine that this is the Nantang Lake, which was famous in the past.

The big lake dried up, and it is said that the water of the lake was drained by the old throne big demon. Now the water level is less than 10% of the previous year.

A few years ago, this place was once a place of victory in Aquarius. Nantang Lake's green plum viewing "thatched plum dock has the strongest spring", the scenery is beautiful, and it is reputed to have cultivated this plum blossom by several students.

In the thousand-year Taoist temple, every time the plum blossoms, immortal masters, emperors and generals from other towns, gentry gentry and literati, there are endless traffic, leaving countless poems reciting plum blossoms.

In these years, the sisters of the Green Plum Viewer, in addition to expending their spiritual energy, trying their best to use the water method to gather clouds and rain, they have been borrowing water to move water from other rivers in these years, trying to refill a lake. However, these two things are progressing slowly. As soon as the new mountain gods and lands near the tops of the mountains have complained, they can’t blame them for acting impartially. After all, it involves the changes in the luck of the mountains, waters, and air. Trees are badly damaged, and filling the mountains with water is not a simple matter of replenishing rivers and rivers.

Chen Ping An saw a familiar figure, and was doing what she was best at right now, turning on the mirror to make money for the gods.

This green plum viewing Zhou Xianzi is an expert in Jinghua Shuiyue, and he was able to "borrow the scenery" at his fingertips. In the early years, every time he went to a mountain sect, a fairy family mansion, he would use the secret method of the green plum view to intercept it. , And then embedded her figure in the picture, and then sent it to those familiar mountain masters and mountain hawks. Last time she visited Longzhou, Zhou Qionglin was with Song Yuan and Liu Runyun in Yidaifeng. At that time, Chen Pingan It happened to be a little black charcoal with a red face.

At that time, Zhou Qionglin did not want to miss any opportunity to "become friends with friends of friends", and wanted to use Yidai Peak as a bridge to build a relationship with Luopo Mountain.

At that time, Chen Ping’an didn’t like her to do things indiscreetly, too deliberately, and it was easy to get her clothes on the top. He felt that she was too snobbish and there was nothing wrong with her contacts, but there was nothing like her who was not careful, so she declined Up.

After the two parties were separated, what Pei Qian told Chen Ping'an secretly, but it shocked his mind.

Pei Qian said at the time that she saw in the heart of Hu Mei Hu Mei’s sister, there were so many poor little people living in torn clothes. They were just like me when I was a child. They were so thin that they were almost starving to death. My sister was very sad, facing a big empty rice bowl, she didn't dare to look at the children.

At that time, Pei Qian, who was still a child, didn't quite understand his unintentional words, which would make Master always reflect on it in the future life.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an was leaning against a withered plum tree, looking at that mirrored scene, turning around, somehow he had something to do with his own Luopo Mountain.

It turned out to be a matter of observing the ceremony, and there was a lot of turmoil up and down the mountains on Yizhou, and there were countless talks.

The younger the trainer is, the more disapproving he is. He has a very bad impression of the young sword fairy who has shown himself in the limelight. He relies on his realm, is arrogant and domineering, and does not leave any room for things.

In fact, Zhou Qionglin didn't think about how to say good things to Luoposhan at the beginning. It was just because of habit. After chatting a few words that he was fortunate to be acquainted with that Chen Jianxian, thinking that he would raise one's worth by this, it was a simple Jianghu road Counting, it was a blunder to fry the pot at once, but it made people spend a lot of snow money, and said some strange things to that fairy Zhou. Why did you recognize the father of Luoposhan and like to be a filial son?

Suddenly someone followed up with the money and made a mistake, missed a word, we Zhou Xianzi, maybe we have recognized a wealthy godfather.

Zhou Qionglin didn't care at all, with the same smile, as long as those guys spent money to scold others, she would be very happy.

There was only one sentence back to great grandchildren, and you were all right.

Chen Ping'an could tell that she really didn't care.

After she took off the mirror, she shook her fist gently, cheered herself up, she understood, she found a way to make money, and next time she will continue to move out of the young sword fairy who can’t beat her. It’s best. If the relationship between the two parties is more obscure, you can definitely make more money. I believe that with Chen Ping'an's current prominent status, how could he care about something with her, a young budding monk.

It's just that when Zhou Qionglin looked at the shallow Nantang Lake, she was a little at a loss. Even if she could refill a Nantang Lake, how about so many dead plum trees? There was also the abundant water transport in the old Nantang Lake. She was desperate and burst into tears.

It seems that life is always a bit bumpy, and I can't get through it no matter how hard it is. Even if it passes, it is only people, not things.

Zhou Qionglin suddenly looked up, his face full of incredible.

It turned out that in the blink of an eye, there was a vision of black clouds rolling, the sea of ​​clouds gathered in an instant, the lightning flashed and thundered without the slightest sign, the weather was severe and thrilling.

The sea of ​​clouds envelops the land of hundreds of miles in the waters of the old Nantang Lake, and day is like night.

The heavy rain fell to the world, and the water level of Nantang Lake began to rise rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The robe on her body can shed water, but she doesn't mind the heavy rain.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, did not leave quietly, but laughed out: "It happened to pass by the expensive land. By coincidence, I have to thank Fairy Zhou for saying a few words about Luoposhan for nothing. "

Zhou Qionglin, who had a guilty conscience, immediately turned his head, wiped the tears on his face, and cast a blessing on the fallen mountain sword fairy, and smiled: "I have seen Lord Chen Shan."

Chen Ping'an said: "I just happened to pass by and encountered such a vision of heaven and earth. Although I didn't see the legendary Qingmei scenic spot, it was a worthwhile trip."

Zhou Qionglin blinked. Since the young sword fairy didn't want to tell the truth, she had no choice but to pretend to be stupid.

Otherwise, how can there be so many coincidences in the world.

In fact, in her impression, this young mountain lord has a very ordinary look and feel, very upright, and not approachable at all.

Later, the shocking ceremony and questioning the sword made Zhou Qionglin even more determined that he should not have anything to do with Luoposhan in this life.

As for why Chen Jianxian acted in this way today, she couldn't understand, and she was too lazy to think about it. Anyway, she wouldn't have taken a fancy to her appearance, otherwise she would not be turned away back then.

What's more, what is she fancy, what is she afraid of.

As long as she can really help Qingmeiguan restore her former style, she is not afraid of anything, and what she does is voluntary.

A city orphan who was crawling in the mud ditch, was able to be brought to Qingmei Temple by the master at the age of a girl, and finally transformed into a **** on the mountain, to be blessed, and to be grateful to pay off his debts.

Chen Ping’an smiled: “If Fairy Zhou doesn’t dislike it, you can visit us at Luopo Mountain in the future, and then open the mirror in the mountains, and the money earned from the gods will be divided into five to five. How about? But let’s say in advance, there are several places on the mountain. The place is not suitable for shooting. What's the specific situation? We should wait for Zhou Xianzi to go to Longzhou. Then let our Nuanshu take care of things, as well as the right guardian of Luoposhan. Let's take you around and take a look around and choose suitable landscapes. scene."

Zhou Qionglin nodded blankly, a little in disbelief.

Chen Ping'an took out the big li innocence card and used it again, "I can help explain the several mountain gods near Nantang Lake. It's their business to listen."

Zhou Qionglin once again sincerely thanked him.

Chen Ping'an continued: "In addition to water transport and plum trees, I may be able to help a little bit, and Zhou Xianzi can watch the changes in the future."

After a tug of war with Fei Fei, the self in the wild world got some water transportation in the river.

As for Qingmeiguan’s dead plum trees, naturally there is a way to remedy it. After all, I was fortunate enough to meet the old owner of the mountain plum garden, Mrs. Yan Yan.

Zhou Qionglin wanted to say something but stopped.

I really want to ask the young sword fairy, what is he doing like this?

Chen Ping'an finally smiled and said: "I have to continue on my way. I will stay here soon. If I can pass by here next time, I will definitely go to Qingmeiguan with empty hands as a guest and ask for a bowl of iced plum soup."

Zhou Qionglin smiled and nodded slightly. After the figure in the green shirt disappeared, he raised the back of his hand and rubbed his red eyes.

Some warmth, more shocking than thunder.