A southbound ferry belonging to the Changchun Palace will stop at Niujiaodu in Longzhou on the way.

  Cao Sunny came to Pei Qian’s house, stood in the corridor, knocked gently on the door, and said, “It’s me.”

  After Pei Qian opened the door, he continued to walk six steps in the house, and asked casually: "Is something wrong with me?"

  This trip between Luopo Mountain and Beijing, Pei Qian covered the face of the girl when he was on the way, so as not to spend a few more medicine expenses in vain.

  Six steps to walk the pile. This was the only "boxing skill" Chen Ping'an did not hide when Pei Qian was a child.

  It's just that Xiao Heitan at that time didn't look at it, and felt silly, thinking about Lao Wei and Xiao Bai all the time, giving her a piece of skill, without hardship, the peerless martial arts that fell from the sky.

  Cao Qingqing stood at the door, "I will come back when you finish practicing?"

   Pei Qian looked weird and said, "Except for sleeping, I'm practicing boxing."

  Cao Qingqing was a little embarrassed.

   Pei Qian said: "Talking and chatting will not delay walking."

  Cao Qingqing crossed the threshold, closed the door gently, sat at the table, and poured himself a glass of water.

With the exception of the Dayi military ferry, almost every Xianjia ferry provides clear water, most of which are taken from various famous springs. In the early years, I didn’t know which good deed it was. The beauty of water on a continent was divided into seven classes. .

  For example, the Pearl Spring of Baishui Temple in Qingluan Country, and a pool of Yunxia Mountain Dragon Peak. It is said that the water in the cup can be higher than the cup surface without overflowing, and the pool water can even float copper coins. There is also the old view of green plums in Nantang Lake, and the pot of water on the table is the unique Lingqiu of Changchun Palace. It is said to be of great benefit to women's appearance. It can remove the crow's feet, which has a miraculous effect...

When Zheng Dafeng was still guarding the gate at the Luopo Mountain, Cao Qingqing wanted to go to Beijing to take the exam. Zheng Dafeng started to beat Cao Qingqing to take the test. He must help himself to take a detour to the Changchun Palace. Buying is the best thing. If you can't afford it with money, you will have to steal a few pots of Lingqiu Spring Water and go home. Then his Dafeng brothers will have to thank you again!

Cao Sunny stated the purpose of the visit: "In addition to the trip to the north where you left the lotus root with your husband, you also went south to Tongyezhou alone. I would like to ask you about some customs along the way. The more you can talk about it in detail. Okay, so it may delay you practicing boxing for a long time."

  Pei Qian has a good memory, which is more immortal than Xunqu’s kind of one-shot and ten-line, unforgettable.

  Cao Qingqing has a good memory, but he can still break his wrists with Xunqu, but it is a shame to compare with Pei Qian.

  According to the plan of the husband and the younger brother, the Luopo Mountain Club will choose a location in the north of Tongyezhou at the end of this year, at the latest next year when the spring begins, and formally establish its next clan.

  In just one year, the first sect was established and then the next sect was established. In fact, in the history of Haoran, there were only twice before.

  The two monks who made this feat were Fulu Yuxuan from the Middle-earth Divine Continent, and Jin Jiazhou, the old ascended monk who chose to betray during the war, Wanyan Laojing.

   Pei Qian said, "I will write this booklet for you later?"

  Cao Qingqing smiled and raised his arms and fists, and shook it gently, “It’s so better, thank you, Master Sister.”

  'S original intention was Pei Qian's dictation. Cao Sunny took out the pen, ink, paper and ink, and copied the "Travel Notes".

  Now he and Pei Qian both have a "Small Cave Sky" presented by Senior Xizhu, which has a higher rank than the items at hand, so it is much more convenient to go out.

  Pei Qian kept walking around, twitching at the corner of his mouth, "You have to collect the money, check out the number of words, how about a penny a word?"

  Cao Qingqing nodded and said, "No problem."

  I knew this a long time ago, and I can’t get around money.

   Pei Qian walked six steps at a time between piles, took out a large "account book" from his sleeve, and threw it to Cao Sunny.

  Essentially 200,000 characters, and the content is written in teeny lower case.

  She was obviously prepared early, and only waited for Cao Qingqing to ask for it.

  Looking at the ink marks, most of them are "travel notes" written temporarily in the inn in Dali Capital.

Cao Qingqing turned a few pages and was quite surprised. In addition to describing the territories, mountains, rivers, Bingbei temples, auspiciousness and customs of various countries along the way, Cao Qingqing also involved local products such as salt and iron, and even copied no. There are many official maps mixed with the content of the county chronicles.

   Pei Qian stopped walking and sat at the table.

  Tha ball hair bun, high forehead.

  The whole person looks clean and tidy, very heroic.

  She quietly looked out the window.

   is not a beautiful woman, but today’s Pei Qian must be a woman who remembers me when I see it.

  The clouds were high and low outside the window, and Pei Qian looked a little lost.

  Master once said that the articles in the book are the mountains and rivers of the desk, and the mountains and rivers of the world are the articles on the ground. They can be eye-catching and cultivate sentiment, especially the latter, you can’t collect money in vain!

  The Great White Goose also said that everyone can’t learn from masters, but they can’t be engraved with masters, and they can’t be learned from masters. That is to say, painting tigers can’t be anti-dogs. Lucky for both of us, so good, my husband, your master, where can I find it?

   Putting away his thoughts, Pei Qian turned his head and looked at Cao Qingqing.

   Cao Qingqing noticed Pei Qian’s weird eyes, and asked in doubt: "What's the matter?"

   Pei Qian asked: "You have been robbed of the lord by the little brother, so you don't have any emotional ups and downs?"

  Cao Qingqing smiled freely, “Of course I’ll be a little bit disappointed, but I’m more relieved.”

  Cao Qingqing raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, “I still don’t have enough skills to bear the burden.”

   "Master, at your age, is almost a hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

   Pei Qian twitched at the corner of his mouth, “The saint’s teachings, disciples don’t have to be inferior to the teacher. I see you, Xuan.”

Cao Qingqing held back his laugh, "The reason why the saint taught so much is that the disciples are inferior to the teacher. Besides, the master didn’t write the phrase “blue is better than blue” in the book. The reason is It’s the truth, but it’s easy to understand and hard to do."

  Pei Qian doesn't say anything more.

   She is good at talking about crookedness.

   Forget it, the Eight Classics of Zheng'er make sense, but I can't say this to Cao Mu-mutu.

  Heh, second place.

  Cao Qingqing is ready to get up and say goodbye. With this booklet, when he arrives at Tongyezhou, he will follow the route in the book and walk down to earth.

   Pei Qian suddenly asked: "When do you plan to condense the pill? Will you ask the teacher to help guard the customs?"

Cao Sunny had to sit back in his chair and said, "At the top of his house, there is actually no need to guard the gate. When the site selection is finalized and the sect ceremony has been held, I will retreat to the next sect and retreat, in the words of the younger brother, As soon as the door is opened, there will be an extra gold pill on the mountain immediately, which can help the next sect to ask for a good sign for a good start."

   Pei Qian smiled and said, "No wonder you are not in a hurry."

  Cao Qingqing laughed off.

   While standing without confusion, the golden pill is formed, the primordial infant is cultivated between the old and the rare, and the jade is between the ages of a hundred and two.

  This is a "mountain examination paper" given by Mr. Lu in Ouhuafudi in his early years.

  Cao Qingqing began to practice step by step in his hometown.

  With the guidance of Mr. Zhong, the climbing road is not fast, but it is steady.

  The three natal creatures are rare in the old lotus flower blessed land, but compared to the ancestors of the ancestors of the Haoran world, their rank is not high, and they are not enough to see.

  It’s not that Cao Qingqing can’t break the border faster, but it’s not necessary, and indeed, as Pei Qian said, don’t worry.

   Therefore, in contrast to Pei Qian, who has shattered the mirror and is like a bamboo, he does not talk about scholarship, but Cao Qingqing only talks about practice, which is indeed very bleak.

   Pei Qian added, “Cultivation is similar to martial arts. As long as you have tenacity, you will have stamina, and if you have stamina, you will have the opportunity to make a difference."

  Like the boxing theory that Grandpa Cui said, the world is the easiest to practice boxing, you only need to pass one more punch than your opponent.

  At the Great Wall of Jianqi, Big White Goose once took the two of them and went privately to the top of the city to find the uncle Zuo who had found them three.

  On the way to the city, the little brother once made an analogy.

  The drunkard in the world has never woken up. Drinking alcohol is like drinking water.

  The drunkard of the Great Wall of Jianqi has never been drunk. Drinking water is like drinking alcohol.

   Pei Qian could tell that Uncle Zuo liked Cao Qingqing's nephew very much. On the other side of the city, he pulled Cao Qingqing and asked many questions.

  Cao Qingqing had some answers that made Uncle Zuo frown, and some of the answers made Uncle Zuo nod and laugh. In the end, I don't know what Cao Qingqing said, which made Uncle Zuo...unexpected and burst into laughter.

  At that time, Pei Qian and Da Bai Go were sitting a little far away, and she couldn't really hear the specific content of those questions and answers.

   So I asked the big white goose what Cao Sunny said last. The big white goose repeated a sentence that made Pei Qian's creeps.

  Knife must be cut from the throat to kill.

   Frightened Pei Qian to death.

  Why, Cao Mu-mutou looks honest and honest, but is it that he is suffocating bad every day, and is planning to go over the old account with himself one day?

  Fortunately, Da Bai Goe explained that it was Uncle Zuo who was asking Cao Qingqing about his scholarship.

At that time, Pei Qian was half-trusted, always thinking that Cao Mujuyan'er was broken. Later in the master’s house, a few people helped Master to seal seals to earn money, and then, by chance, Master gave Cao Sunny a carving knife that had been treasured for many years. , Xiao Hei Tan was actually shocked at the time.

  Cao Qingqing said: "I thought you would take the opportunity to say a few strange things."

   Pei Qian rubbed his cheeks, turned his head and looked out the window, stretched his waist, "It's not a kid anymore, nothing interesting."

   Cao Sunny said tentatively: "This kind of small chat, you don't always keep accounting, right?"

   Pei Qian smiled and said, "How is it possible."

  She did not say what is possible, what is impossible.

   Pei Qian didn't have a reason to think of the "junior sister" of the Great Wall of Jianqi.

  Guo Zhujiu, nicknamed Lvduan.

  At that time, Guo Zhujiu was taller than Pei Qian. When the two of them fought in secret, they always ate the money. When speaking, Guo Zhujiu always liked to look at Pei Qian on his knees.

  I once raised my arm and asked Pei Qian in a serious manner. I don’t know if you have any armpit hairs here. If so, how often do you shave? What shave...

The thing that makes Pei Qian overwhelmed the most is that it’s really not that these words are so bad. Pei Qian’s swearing, swearing, and swearing words are actually very good when he was a child. Only when he grew up, he stopped. I don’t know. Whenever I don't say this anymore, Pei Qian remembers everything, only this matter, it seems that I have never thought about it, and can't remember it.

  And that junior sister Guo Zhujiu, every time she talks and asks Pei Qian questions, she is always sincere. That's why Pei Qian really took her in the past.

  Even if I think about it now, Pei Qian still has a headache.

  In the Great Wall of Jianqi, Pei Qian was bombed with Guo Zhujiu's gas many times, the key is some boring loss, so she once took a peek at Guo Zhujiu's state of mind.

   is a large group of colorful birds, they are either all silent or all fluttering flocks. So can Guo Zhujiu think about it?

  Cao Qingqing said softly: "Still Mr. Worry?"

   Pei Qian shook his head and said: "There is a teacher and a wife, not to mention that there is Senior Xizhu beside Mr., there is nothing to worry about."

  Furthermore, the most reassuring person in the world is his master.

  Cao Qingqing wanted to say something but stopped.

Mr.    is so thoughtful. Many things have been thought of early.

  For example, on the Great Wall of Jianqi, I will talk to Cao Qingqing in private. If you two stand together in the future, I will be more eccentric.

  In fact, this is nothing.

   What made Cao Qingqing dumbfounded was that her husband quickly added, "Mr. seems to be more partial to her, don't you have to pretend?"

  Finally patted the boy on the shoulder, and the husband suppressed a smile and said, "Don't blame him, who made her a girl, you are a boy."

   Pei Qian recovered, and keenly noticed that Cao Sunny’s mood was abnormal, so what happened?

  Cao Qingqing smiled and said, "It's nothing."

  On the ferry side, someone used the martial arts method of converging sound into a line.

   "I take the liberty to ask, but Master Zheng?"

   Pei Qian frowned slightly, turned his head and looked at one place.

  Seeing Cao Qingqing cast in to check his sight, Pei Qian explained: "It's that Yuhong, I somehow found me."

  Cao Qingqing asked: "Is the other party deliberately following?"

   Pei Qian shook his head and said, "It should happen to go south on the same boat."

  In fact, when Yuhong boarded the ship, Pei Qian was aware of it. This famous lord from the old Zhuying dynasty, deliberately restrained the grandmaster's aura, suppressing the realm in the remote travel realm.

Pei Qian explained: "I heard that a direct disciple of Yu Hong in his early years seemed to have an unclear marriage with the goddess of water in Yuyejiang. There are even more strange rumors about this proud of Yu Hong. My disciple, there is a confidant who is a true couple and has no status as a couple. The woman is a golden elixir on the mountain and is proficient in water law, because an immortal cave next to the Yuye River is a suitable place for practice. The treasures of geomantic omen of the water law, in the end, somehow, the three martial arts, the earth immortals, and the water gods are all dying to each other. However, all these messes are all gossips from the world, so it is impossible to make sure. Yuhong will take this ferry, which is reasonable and not obtrusive."

  Cao Qingqing nodded and said, "The latter is more likely."

Hongzhu Town is the place where the three rivers converge, and now it is one of the most important waterway hubs in Dayi. It is known as the place where gold flows and silver flows. However, the three rivers have different water properties, and the Xiuhua River is soft and soft, full of aura and stable. In addition, although it is called the Chongdan River, it is actually turbulent, strong, turbulent and turbid. It has been flooded since ancient times, and it is often thunder and thunder in the daytime. It is the most difficult to control. It is also recorded in the county chronicles of Dali Prefecture and collected by Cao Qingqing. There are several books of ancient Shenshui Kingdom official history and wild history. The book contains the miraculous record of "this water is connected to the sea". The **** of this river has been suspended for many years. Under the pseudonym of Li Jin’s bookstore treasurer, it serves as the new Jiangshuizheng of the Chongdan River. God is the one who has the closest relationship with Luopo Mountain.

The Yuye River has the most curved riverbed, so its water is impermanent. The water transport in different sections is extremely different. Therefore, there are river sections with auras that are barren such as "the place of nowhere", and there are also auras and mountains and rivers. They are all opened up by the goddess of water, Ye Qingzhu. Several monastic mansions have also been paid for by Yuyejiang.

   Pei Qian glanced at Cao Sunny.

  You are a gentleman, and you know more about quack scandals than me?

  Cao Qingqing had to explain: “I heard Uncle Zheng say that two women who were close to each other eventually turned into enemies. There is often only one situation, because there is a man.”

Regarding the name Zheng Dafeng, according to Zheng Dafeng’s statement, he is about the same age as Cao Sunny anyway, and looks similar. Standing together, it is easy to be mistaken for a long-lost brother, so call him Just say Brother Zheng, if you call Uncle Zheng, call him old, no one will believe it.

  You must know that at that time, Cao Sunny had just left Ouhuafudi and was still a teenager.

   Anyway, Cao Sunny made up his mind, and just called Uncle Zheng when they met.

  Instead, it’s Chen Lingjun, a big wind brother, shouting very familiarly, hooking up his shoulders, and often before he talks a few words, he looks at each other, and then a freshman.

  Small, laughing with arms akimbo.

   Pei Qian said: "Uncle Zheng is a treasurer at Feishengcheng Liquor Shop, he will definitely not be lonely."

Pei Qian frowned again and said in his heart: "The other party came to the door. In addition to Yuhong, there are four people who are all Lianjiazi, but the realm is not high. Two of them, listening to breathing and footsteps, should be with Yu Hong is a martial artist of the same line. As for whether their identity is Yu Hong's direct descendants or disciples, it is difficult to say for the time being."

  Thinking about it for a while, carefully reviewing the memory, Pei Qian seemed a little surprised, she hesitated, and then took off her face, revealing her true face.

  A group of people walked from the top floor of the ferry to the first deck.

The person headed by    is gray-haired, burly, and vigorous. The old man is half a head taller than the northern man. He is one of the four great masters of Aquarius Zhou Wuping, Yu Hong.

  In the famous arena competition at the Fire Temple in Beijing, Yu Hong defeated Zhou Haijing.

  Let the old master’s reputation in the arena suddenly reached its peak.

  It is said that there are no less than ten mountain sects, who kindly invited Yuhong to serve as worship or guest.

  Yuhong is one hundred and fifty years old and has been famous in the old Zhuying dynasty for a long time.

There are a lot of disciples and grandchildren, but there are no so-called closed disciples. Generally speaking, there are only two situations when an elderly person who has reached the age does not accept closed disciples. Either he thinks he can live for many years, or he has not been able to find his favorite disciple, and cannot find one that is worthy of use. Inherit the mantleman. Whether it is up or down the mountain, the people or the nobles of the sky, Yao'er is the most favored, and it is almost a rule.

The reason why Yuhong didn’t return directly from Dali Capital to his own school in the middle of Aquarius Island this time was that he planned to take a trip to Piyun Mountain and Yuye River, and then to the Xiyue Land boundary. The monarch of Beiyue Mountain, Weibo, has been fascinated by Yuhong for a long time. As for the love and hatred entanglement between the goddess of water, Ye Qingzhu, and one of his disciples, Yuhong did not intend to resolve it. This visit to the Water God’s Mansion is a rush to talk. When I went to buy and sell, there are a few mountain friends in the south who plan to practice Jiazi time together on the Yuye River, which is equivalent to rounding up the fairy caves on the Yuye River. Most people are in the middle of the mediation. Ye Qingzhu may not be willing to sell this face. Show up, dare not say that it will happen, after all, it is not small.

During the   , you can just visit the young sword fairy in the Luopo Mountain.

  A well-known figure in Aquarius Island nowadays.

  A cultivator who can exchange his fist with the old ape who moves the mountain must be a mountain-level martial artist, otherwise he cannot hold back the fierce fist enshrined by the Yangshan Mountain Protector.

  After all, the young mountain master is still the master of "Zheng Qingming".

  If you want to say that the other party is the legendary Wufu of the End, Yu Hong has doubts for the time being.

  Is both a sword fairy and an end? The good things in the world cannot be taken up by one person.

  More likely, it was Chen Ping'an and Hongfu Qitian, who had found a "Zheng Saqian" who was better than blue as a disciple.

  So if possible, Yuhong plans to compete with the young mountain lord.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the other party is willing to nod. If not, Yuhong can only give up. No matter how big it is, Yuhong will not feel that he is the first-class worship of the great Li, and how high he can make a young sovereign in the world. Look at an age-old Nine Realm Takeshi.

  What's more, the other party seems to have a bad temper, and there are already some rumors on the mountain that this person has actually done what Yuan Zhenye can do under the eyes of everyone.

  Fortunately, Zhengyang Mountain closed Jinghuashuiyue in a timely manner, otherwise the monks of Zhengyang Mountain would be even more unable to look up now.

  Yuhong’s two direct disciples, one male and one female, are very young, in their thirties.

There are still two people from the rivers and lakes, even if they are all old men with frost and snow, but on Yuhong's side, they are still out-and-out juniors, similar to the heroes of all walks of life. Now they have been recruited and become Yuhong's own school. People.

  Yuhong and his group came to a corridor and saw a young woman waiting outside the door.

  Yuhong stepped forward a little quickly, clasped his fist and smiled: "I'm here uninvited, and I take the liberty to visit, and I hope Zheng Zongshi Haihan."

   Pei Qian quickly glanced at the other four pure martial artists, without showing any expression, holding a fist in return, "I am fortunate to meet Senior Yu."

  Yuhong mistakenly thought that the other party was hearing about the news that he was going to compete with Zhou Haichao, so he disguised himself, entered Beijing quietly, and watched the battle quietly.

  Fisting is afraid of being young and strong, Yuhong has to accept the old a bit.

   Not to mention the Shenhua’s introverted money, even if he wins Zhou Haijing, Yu Hong knows that within ten years, he will definitely not be Zhou Haijing’s opponent.

  So taking advantage of my old bones and a little energy and energy, I tried my best to pave the way for these direct disciples, in the arena, in the officialdom, and in the mountains.

  Yuhong smiled and stretched out his hand, “Introduce you, Longshan School Yu Cangmang, Daze Bangxian Zhu Fengxian, they are all friends of the rivers and lakes I have known for a long time, and I personally invited them to serve as the elders of their own school not long ago."

  Both of them are martial arts fighters.

  In fact, this is Yuhong helping people to take the high ladder. Yu Cangmang and Zhu Fengxian, although they are both famous and famous martial artists, but on Yuhong's side, they really don't invite them in person. Different from the eight sects of Jianghu sects created by more than a dozen disciples who entered the room, the Fushutang founded by Yuhong himself has a very high threshold. It has always been refined but not too much. Together with the biography, elders and various members, there are only more than 50 people. It's more like the Patriarch Hall of a fairy house on a mountain.

  Yu Hong continued to introduce: "As for these two children, they are my underachievers, Yan Guan, Huang Mei."

  The young couple said in unison: "I have met Senior Zheng."

  They are full of curiosity about the woman whose real name is Pei Qian.

  There is also a kind of looking up with awe.

   Pei Qian said: "Senior dare not be the word, just call me Pei Qian."

  Two young men and women who are martial artists in the six realms, how dare they call the woman in front of them by their names.

  The senior master is polite with you, but the junior is really not polite. That is not called straightforward, stupid.

  It has always been a mystery about the age of this great master woman nicknamed "Zheng Saqian".

  Some say she is in her forties, some say she is half a hundred years old, and even more that she is actually nearly a hundred years old. She is similar to the Huang Yiyun in Tongyezhou in the south, but she is well-maintained and has a good beauty.

  Anyway, she was a tyrannical generation who was born out of the sky. At the beginning, she appeared on the battlefield in the middle of Dadu with a nearly invincible posture, with heavy punches and ruthless methods.

  On the battlefield of Dadu, she seems to be alone forever, deliberately choosing a place where the wild army is extremely thick and dangerous.

  Because of being afraid of accidentally hurting the monks of your own faction.

  The only exception is that she punches to save people, often sculpting a **** road, and taking people out of the battlefield together.

  So "Zheng Qian" is now well-known in Aquarius, and it is estimated that none of the three fish rainbows can match.

  If the person with Yuhong questioning boxing is Zheng Qian instead of Zhou Haijing, let alone the crowds in the streets, it is estimated that all the houses near the Huoshen Temple can be sat down by spectators.

Especially the elder brothers and elder brothers of Dali Capital, as well as the seed brothers of the generals who have been to the battlefield, mentioned "Zheng Qian" one by one. That admiration cannot be added. Anyway, anyone who dares to say that Zheng Qian is not beautiful will follow Who is in a hurry.

  Especially the official Yan, once had the privilege to see "Zheng Qian" punching on the battlefield with his own eyes.

In a wild formation where a large army was assembled, a slender woman suddenly descended from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the heaven and the earth became clear. Within a hundred feet of a radius, those who fell to the ground were dead and dead, and only women stood. Takeo.

   Therefore, in the eyes of the strict official, the woman in front of him is like a heavenly person.

  So that when he held his fist to give a present, Yan Guan’s arms and voice trembled uncontrollably.

   Pei Qian asked, "Older Yu, is there something to discuss?"

  Yuhong smiled and said: "There is indeed something to discuss with Zongshi Zheng. This time we will disembark at Niujiaoshan Ferry and plan to visit Luopo Mountain. I wonder if Lord Chen is on the mountain now?"

   Pei Qian said: "My master likes to walk the rivers and lakes alone, and his whereabouts are uncertain. I am not sure whether the master is in Luopo Mountain at the moment."

  Yuhong nodded and said: "It's okay, the ferry stops at the ferry. After I disembark, I will take a trip to Piyun Mountain. I will bother Zongshi Zheng to send someone to give me a message."

   Pei Qian smiled and nodded.

  Send someone?

  Who can I call?

  Left and right guardian of Qilong Lane?

  Xiaomi Li is so timid, I dare not go out. As for the other one, it wandered around all day long without a shadow.

  Dali Song Changjing, Yu Hong didn't dare to ask punches at all, he would die.

  Faced with this Pei Qian, he would lose anyway, and Yu Hong was unwilling to give her a reputation for nothing.

  Lupper Mountain is really bottomless.

   Keqing Wei and Jin Dynasty. Fengxue Temple Great Sword Immortal, the first person in Aquarius Kendo.

  There is also the sword fairy "Yumi" who handed his sword on the battlefield of Old Dragon City.

  Somehow he switched from Beiyue Piyun Mountain to Luopo Mountain.

  Plus the pure martial artist who is at least far away,

  The prosperous martial arts, it is the best in a continent.

  Such a sect is indeed worth letting Yuhong lower his body and take the initiative to make friends.

   Pei Qian glanced at that Zhu Fengxian, hesitated for a moment, still didn't say anything.

  The other party did not recognize himself, but Pei Qian recognized the old gang leader of the Daze Gang.

Back then, I traveled to the Qingluan Kingdom Jingui Temple with my master. At that time, I happened to meet the disciples who believed in fruit harvesting. When taking refuge from the rain, I met two groups of people from the rivers and lakes. One was from Yunxiao Kingdom Yanzhizhai, and the other was the Daze Gang from Qingluan Kingdom. There is the old gang leader Zhu Fengxian, the famous demon of the rivers and lakes.

  There were two young girls at the time, named Zhu Ziyang and Liu Qingcheng. The former has an oval face. She likes to blush when she speaks. She has a paper knife that she carries with her, named "Wuer".

  The other round face, chewy, just follow her grandpa.

  In the Qingyao Mountain of Qingluan Country, there is a historic Jingui Temple in the mountain. There are six old osmanthus trees planted in the sight. There were once wandering fairy tales, and they were planted in the middle of the moon.

  The chessboard on the stone table under the tree, with eighteen horizontal and vertical directions, is said to be carved with sword energy by Li Tuanjing in Fenglei Garden. The Guizhi Umbrella presented by Taoist priests in Guannei is more valuable.

  Yuhong didn't say to sit down and drink tea or anything, so he took someone to leave.

  Just like this, it is tantamount to giving "Zheng Qian" a lot of face.

   Pei Qian accompanied him all the way, and stopped after walking out of the corridor.

   Huang Mei seemed to be in a good mood when she found that Master went back.

   Pei Qian returned to the house, and Cao Sunny looked through the book over there.

  It didn't take long for him to slip into the house from the cat waist in the ferry window in a green shirt, and fell to the ground.

   Pei Qian and Cao Sunny got up, each shouting, "Master. Sir."

  Xiao Mo then appeared next to Chen Ping An out of thin air.

  Chen Ping’an sat on a chair, and Cao Sunny was like a piece of wood. There was no movement. Pei Qian had already poured two bowls of water to Master and Senior Xi Zhu.

  Xiao Mo and Pei Qian thanked each other, took the water bowl from the table, held it with both hands, and stood drinking water.

  Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “It’s okay, I’m here to see you off, and I’ll return to the capital soon.”

   Pei Qian said, "Master, I just met the old Zhu of the Daze Gang."

  Chen Ping’an nodded and said, “I just hid in the clouds with Xiao Mo. If I saw it from a distance, I’ll say hello later.”

  In the past years of travels, Chen Ping’an had many encounters. There are high and low levels, good and bad behaviors, and people who do things with and without attention. They have different temperaments, but they are all in Chen Ping'an's mind.

  Chen Ping An holds the bowl in one hand, rests his cheek with one hand, glances at Pei Qian, and then at Cao Sunny.

  The man in the blue shirt who was the master and husband, squinted and smiled.

Chen Ping’an then told them the conjecture originating from the Dayi Palace clearly and unmistakably, and asked them to return to Luopo Mountain to remind Cui Dongshan that the Tongyezong’s next sect should be selected for the site. Be careful and careful. The more you recognize it earlier. In suitable places, the more you must think twice, so as not to avoid the way of the Lu family in the middle earth. By the way, I roughly talked about the process of the wine bureau.

  Pei Qian silently remembered the name Lu Clan of Zhongtu and Lu Wei.

  Cao Qingqing asked: "Is this action of the Lu family in China counted as prohibited?"

Chen Ping’an smiled: “Yin-Yang family, things are relatively slippery. Between the two, the two sides really want to quarrel over the Confucian Temple. It’s also a mess. Even if we win the quarrel, we will fight against the Lu family in China. The board is still not too heavy."

  Speaking of this, Chen Ping’an raised a palm, “So it’s better to come by yourself. At that time, the two sides will go to the Confucian Temple to quarrel.”

   Pei Qian grinned.

Chen Ping'an suddenly listened, drank a cup of tea, got up and smiled: "I never thought that there is still fun, that Huang Mei seems to be fighting with people. You are busy with yourself, I will watch the fun, and then I will talk to the old helper Zhu. After recounting the past, I won’t say hello to you when I disembark."

Cao Qingqing followed up and said in his heart: "Sir, the'Little Cave Sky' gifted by Senior Xizhu on my body is actually of little significance. It is overkill. Now we have more and more frequent business dealings in Laoposhan. It is better to give it to the future, sir. The wind and kite ferry is in charge and can be used to store some precious treasures on the mountain."

  Chen Ping’an smiled and declined, “Mr. has his own plan, it’s not bad for you.”

   Then Chen Pingan took Xiao Mo and left the house to join in the fun.

  After the master left, Pei Qian asked in doubt: "What did you secretly talk to the master just now?"

  Cao Qingqing said solemnly: "It is to let Master take care of your body."

   Pei Qian squinted his eyes and said, "Come on, say! Did you complain to me on Master's side?"

  Cao Qingqing waved his hand and said, "This is how the elder sister has wronged the person."

  Pei Qian was about to speak, and Cao Sunny smiled and said, “If you don’t believe it, you can ask your husband yourself.”

  Walking in the corridor, Xiao Mo smiled and said, “When I saw that Yuhong descended the stairs, he appeared on the stage. I felt more bold than some old friends Xiao Mo knew.”

  Chen Ping’an said: “It’s called being arrogant and self-conscious. It sounds like a derogatory thing, but it’s not a bad thing for Wufu.”

  Xiao Mo nodded and said: "I learned it."

  It turned out that someone wanted to ask the old master Yu to fist, but he even brought a life and death situation.

  Actually, that middle-aged man is just a good Six-Boundary Wufu, but in that small country, he is considered a hero.

This is how Yuhong’s tree attracts the wind. There is no need to sign life and death. It’s just that the other party is determined that the respected Yuhong will not punch and kill. This is equivalent to earning a lot of reputation in the world. He received a punch or two and lay on the bed. By the end of the month, if you spend some silver tael, you can win the reputation and negotiation resources that an ordinary martial artist can't accumulate for a lifetime, so why not do it. It's just that the Jianghu sect also has a way to deal with it, letting the open mountain disciple take charge of handing over the punches, so a big disciple of the sect, like the mountain gate, is responsible for stopping the gods, ghosts and snakes. Today, Yu Hong dispatched Huang Mei to let Yan Guan stand by, and Yu Hong left. He had no suspense about the outcome of the match, and he didn’t even look at it. The old master just gathered the sound and reminded Huang Mei secretly. , Don't be too heavy.

  Huang Mei understands, what Master meant is to punch yourself, don’t be too light.

  The first floor of the ferry was already overcrowded, and the stairs were full of people. Chen Ping’an had to stand behind the crowd, stand on tiptoe, and watch the competition from a distance.

  If it weren’t for this competition, Chen Ping’an would really not know that the business of Changchun Palace Ferry is so good.

A Xianjia ferry that passes through the clouds and fog. If you don’t talk about the business revenue of the material operation, the big cabins on the ship are full of passengers. It is simply a dream situation. In fact, it is rare. It can be flat all year round and it can be 60% of the ferry income. It's already extremely impressive. Chen Ping’an now has two ferry boats in his own house, one that can cross the mountains and rivers of Banzhou, the other can travel across continents and the wind kite. The navigation routes of the two ferry boats are two practical ways to make money. Chen Ping’an has to count. Went to the South Po Suozhou business, anyway, there is a very thick thigh, Dragon Elephant Sword Sect. So Chen Ping'an wondered whether to let Mi Dajianxian find a registered and dedicated identity on the side of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect. Whenever something happens, he will directly sign up.

  Xiao Mo didn't show much interest in this kind of martial arts, so he gently raised his hand and yawned.

  Like two chickens just out of the cage, you peck at me, I gnaw at you twice.

  The son of my own family looked attentively, as if he was more interested in Huang Mei's style of fist.

  Chen Ping’an saw some clues through this spectator, and punching decisively, and punching viciously, are two completely different ways of fisting.

  Every time Wufu has a sense of punch, especially the six-level martial arts in his lifetime, he will have his own atmosphere.

  The strict official used his own temperament to suppress the fist technique, but Huang Mei’s temperament naturally fits with the fist path passed down by the teacher, so the further the two go, the higher the difference between the level of boxing skills.

  It can be seen that the Wufu who walks out of Fushutang to open up branches and leaves, and is a self-contained martial artist, is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

But the woman is from a famous school, so although the punches are not light, she is very measured. The punches that hit the opponent will never touch those dead points or fall on the big acupuncture points, only pick some irrelevant points. If the acupuncture points of the body are heavy and light, then after the opponent loses the competition, it is estimated that they will not be aware of the root causes and sequelae of the fallen disease, and they are quite unconscious.

When Huang Mei delivered the last punch, the middle-aged man almost flew out with his feet off the ground. As a result, she smiled and stretched out his hand to grab his arm and said a promise, so the latter just shook his body and forced a mouthful. Congestion, concede defeat with that Huangmei.

   Huang Mei let go, "How offended."

  The man failed to question Yuhong, and at any rate played a game with Yuhong’s direct disciple. Although he was injured, he was still satisfied.

   is just the small wounds that have accumulated on the body, will it suddenly become like a mountain in the body one day, and I still don't realize it.

  Almost all the spectators watching the battle on the ferry were unskilled fighters on the mountain, not to mention the excitement.

  The crowd gradually dispersed.

  Zhu Fengxian was chatting with Yu Cangmang on the bow of the ship, and he didn't care about the match.

  Jianghu people are away from home, what they see in their eyes is mostly quack affairs.

Before the fire temple competition in Dali Capital City, the two old friends did not go to watch the battle. Instead, they went to the Changpu River to find flowers and wine to drink. Unfortunately, they were all clear and could only be seen and could not be touched. It is said that Whether you can take it away depends on your ability and depends on the money in the customer's pocket. Zhu Fengxian has no shortage of cash, and never thought that the two young ladies who sang songs at the wine table to cheer up, probably think that the two guests are really the same. He was too old, so he just smiled and said nothing, pretending that he didn't understand Zhu Fengxian's suggestion.

  In the big city of Lili, Zhu Fengxian didn't dare to make any trouble, just drew out a gold ingot as a reward, and took the opportunity to touch the woman's white tender little hand.

  There is no way. When Zhu Fengxian rewarded the silver ingot before, the two women didn't touch their eyelids.

  After walking out of the restaurant with his old friend, Zhu Fengxian walked by the Changpu River and couldn't help but sigh, Jingui, no silver in his eyes.

At this moment, Yu Cangmang caught a glimpse of the official Yan and Huang Mei walking up the stairs, and said in a thread of voice: "Hanging. I knew it was such an ending. I won't join Fushutang if I was killed. This thing really blames me, and it drags you together. ."

   Said he was the elder of the gang, but in fact he had no real power. More often, he would give fists to the two babies.

  Strict official is okay, he punches a little bit, and he is still kind, but the little lady who looks at the delicate eyebrows is called a cruel attack, and it is simply to beat the two of them as wooden stakes that can walk.

  I just have to admit that Huang Mei’s martial arts achievements will definitely be higher than that of his senior brother Yan Guan.

  Although it is the sixth realm now, it is going to the far travel realm. On the other hand, that stern official, it is very likely that he will stop in the golden body in this life, and at most he will be sent to a certain sect of senior brother in the future. The good name is to experience the human relationship and sophistication, but in fact it is to deal with a lot of rivers and lakes.

Zhu Fengxian smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if a big man can bend and stretch. It doesn't matter. Just eat it as a mess. If you want to start something, the person who serves the meal doesn't look good. It's nothing. "

   On the bow side, two uninvited guests came slowly, and it seemed that they were running towards them.

  One of them wore a blue shirt and took the lead with a fist and smiled: "Old gang leader Zhu, Qing Luan is a parting country. It has been gone for many years, and the old gang leader still has the same style."

  The young follower, who was half a body behind when walking, followed with his fists.

  Fengxian Zhu vaguely recognized that the other party had some familiarity, and asked tentatively: "But the one Jin Gui Guanping meets... Chen Gongzi?"

  In fact, it was Master Chen Xian, but Zhu Fengxian didn't think of this **** on the mountain, but instead felt that he was a person in the rivers and lakes.

  At a peaceful meeting that year, Zhu Fengxian also let this Master Chen and his entourage live in the house that Daze had just built with the help of people and the money. The two sides were very close.

  Chen Pingan smiled heartily: "The old gang leader has good eyesight!"

  Zhu Fengxian laughed loudly and grabbed Chen Ping’an by the arm, “Go, go to the second floor for a drink, there is good wine from the mountain in my house! I bought it from Dali Capital, and I can’t bear to give it to Lao Yu.”

  Chen Ping’an asked, “Is it the Changchun Palace Immortal Brew that money can’t buy?”

  The second floor?

  The three masters and disciples Yuhong seemed to be staying on the third floor, each with its own private room.

  Of course, it may be the third-floor house of Changchun Palace. The number is too small to buy even if there is money from the gods.

  Zhu Fengxian stared: "Master Chen, if you chat like this, you won't have friends anymore."

  Chen Ping’an was dragged away, and smiled: “The old gangster doesn’t have one. I happen to have a few pots on hand, but it’s the cheapest one.”

  Zhu Fengxian nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Chen, this friend, I just met and agreed!"

  Xiao Mo followed Chen Ping'an, seeing the pure martial artist named Yu Cangmang, cast a look at himself, Xiao Mo smiled and nodded in greeting.

   When we arrived at the second floor room, the son and two friends from the river and lake walked to the wine table, and Xiao Mo, who was walking at the end, gently closed the door.

After Zhu Fengxian took the seat, he smiled and said, "Lao Master Yu wanted us to live upstairs at first, but Lao Yu and I didn’t think there was any need to spend this wasted money. If we could, we would all want to live on the first floor. It’s just that the old master Yu didn’t agree, Master Chen, taking this Changchun Palace ferry would cost a lot of money every day, right?"

  Chen Ping’an smiled and nodded, “So just like the old gang leader Zhu, he didn’t want to live on the top floor, where the wind was too strong. If one didn’t pay attention, he wiped away the money in his pocket.”

  Yu Cangmang, who has been silent, smiled knowingly.

  Fengxian Zhu was very convinced, and he couldn’t help but tweeted, “Speaking of spending money, it’s more than just a year on top of the sky. It’s really not comparable to you gods on the mountains.”

  Chen Ping’an turned his head, patted Xiao Mo’s arm, and said with a smile: “Xiao Mo, Mr. Zhu has a very good drink volume. Please remember to help me block the drinks later.”

   Xiao Mo, who had originally planned to stand like that, took his seat.

  Zhu Fengxian went to take out two jars of wine, during which he glanced at Yu Cang Mang, who shook his head without showing a trace.

  Zhu Fengxian filled four glasses of wine, Xiao Mo leaned forward, holding the cup in both hands, and thanked him.

  In the beginning, the conversation was quite subtle. It was mostly Chen Ping’an asking about Zhu Fengxian’s recent developments over the years, as well as the old gang leader’s granddaughter’s practice in Jingui Temple.

After a few glasses of wine, we started to chat. Zhu Fengxian raised the glass, "I and Yu Lao'er are considered old, you and Xiao Mo brothers are both young people, no matter what, we are still alive on both of us. , You have to take a good one."

   Each drank his glass of wine, and Zhu Fengxian poured the wine again.

  Chen Ping’an took a sip, and asked: “Did the old gang master fight for a breakthrough on the battlefield?”

  Zhu Fengxian smiled freely: "It's just a fluke, it's not worth mentioning."

  Then the old man pointed at Yu Cangmang, “This old man is worth talking about. He killed a demon-clan cultivator with his double fists, and he counted as a true man.”

  Yu Cangmang shook his head and said: "I stepped on **** luck on the battlefield, and it happened to be a leak, which made me laugh generous. If it's a catch and fight, you have to exchange your exploits."

  A young celestial master who can afford to have money, but not Changchun Palace Immortal Brew.

Yu Cangmang knows what the origin of    is.

  On the mountain, the temporary state of a genealogical master, the reason for repairing does not mean everything.

Just listen to the young man who had known Zhu Fengxian years ago and took the initiative to toast with himself, "How can it be a real skill to pick up the dead, senior Yu, just say this, your old man has to finish a glass, and then Fine for a cup."

  Zhu Fengxian smiled and scolded: "Hurry up, you have to drink both glasses of wine, remember not to shake your hands and raise fish, you are like a lady."

Changchun Palace’s wine is said to be the most healing immortal brew. Compared with the general fairy house wine, it is more beneficial to the body. It is a good thing with a price and no market on the mountain. Yu Cangmang has left the root of the disease on the battlefield and has not been able to heal. , Otherwise, you won’t go to Yuhong, so it’s one more drink today.

  As for why the two of them didn't go to the Dali court to make a final offering to Dangdang, every family has a hard-to-read scripture.

In fact, the two pots of Xian’s home wine on the table are the healing medicinal wine that Zhu Fengxian bought for Yu Cangmang on a special trip in Dali Capital, but he never thought that he would meet a friend on the ferry. Zhu Fengxian was so happy that he accidentally forgot about it, so The expression in his eyes only apologized when he was just taking the wine. It's just that Lao Yu is a magnificent person, so he doesn't mind at all, otherwise the two would not be friends.

  The two jars of wine on the table are almost drunk, but Xiao Mo actually didn't drink two glasses. Chen Ping'an still has the wine glass in front of him at the moment.

  Chen Ping’an turned his head and smiled: "Xiao Mo."

  Xiao Mo took out two pots of wine, gently placed them on the table, and then got up to pour the wine.

  As soon as the son clapped his arm, he quietly passed the two pots of wine to his hand.

  Zhu Fengxian and Yu Cangmang are both old rivers and lakes, only if they deliberately did not see Xiao Mo's taking the wine, it is most likely that they were two jars of wine taken out of the square inch.

  Zhu Fengxian raised the wine glass, sniffed, and asked with a smile: "Is it really the drink from Changchun Palace?"

  The female cultivator of Changchun Palace, but she is notorious for her eyes above the top. The Immortal Mansion is not only located in the place of Longxing in Dali, but there are even more rumors. Now the Empress Dowager of Dali used to cultivate in Changchun Palace when she was the empress empress. Therefore, the monks of Changchun Palace's genealogy are naturally superior when they go out. Just like Zhu Fengxian, even a golden martial artist can make up enough money for the gods, but if you want to buy the fairy brew from Changchun Palace, you can't find a way.

  Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “There are so many friends on the mountain, there’s nothing we can do about it.”

  Zhu Fengxian choked for a while, damn, these genealogical masters, talking is annoying.

Zhu Fengxian took a sip of his drink and said, "Master Chen, I didn’t ask much back then. After all, I didn’t know it for a long time. If I keep asking the bottom line, it seems that I am involuntarily unpredictable. Now I have to say a lot about whether it was born in a wealthy family under the mountain or which mountain fairy Where is the house high?"

  Chen Ping’an hesitated for a moment, but changed his mind and chose to say truthfully: “I’ve always been in the Luopo Mountain in Longzhou, Dali.”

  Zhu Fengxian spouted a drink on the spot.

  The old man was both frightened by the answer and distressed the mouthful of fairy brew.

  Xiao Mo gently waved his sleeves, dispelling the big mouthfuls of drinks sprayed toward the son.

  Chen Ping’an asked with a smile: “Old gang master and Mr. Yu, haven’t you seen that beautiful scene?”

Zhu Fengxian shook his head and said: "That thing costs a lot of money, and it is also the fairy money on the mountain. The flowers are fancy. I and Lao Yu and I have no interest, and we don’t have that spare money in our pockets, and I don’t have the face to rub someone’s mirrors. The two senior disciples of the old master are good ones. One looks at the fairy and the other looks at the sword fairy. They are very happy. I heard that every time Huang Mei sees the Wei Dajian in the Fengxue Temple, he will be a idiot. In her room , And also invited Dan Qing on the mountain to draw a hanging portrait of Wei Dajianxian..."

   Yu Cangmang, watching Zhu Fengxian talk more and more, he became distracted, and quickly kicked his old friend under the table, reminding him not to get muddled by drinking.

  Chen Pingan nodded and said, "No wonder."

   Then Chen Ping’an raised his glass, “Drink so much today.”

  Xiao Mo toasted together.

  Zhu Fengxian picked up the wine glass and asked cautiously: "Master Chen is the genealogical master of the Luopo Mountain, right? But is the ancestral disciple of the Patriarch Hall?"

  "Don’t rush to drink, wait for me to finish."

  Chen Ping’an smiled and stretched out a hand to stop Zhu Fengxian’s drinking, “I am a master of genealogy and the owner of Luopo Mountain.”

  Zhu Fengxian was stunned, then burst into laughter, overjoyed, holding the wine bowl with one hand, and pointing at the opposite Master Chen.

  Good kid, thief and funny.

  Zhu Fengxian said: "Young Master Chen, let's just drink it now. Keep a little chat."

  Under the table, Yu Cangmang quickly kicked the stupid Zhu Fengxian.

  Since the other party is an immortal master who cultivates in the mountains, on the mountain, can you joke about this kind of thing?

  Like you Zhu Fengxian, no matter how courageous you are, you dare to be in the rivers and lakes, and you dare to say that you are Yuhong when you meet people?

  So when the man in the green shirt finished drinking his glass, he stretched out his hand to cover the glass, smiled and said that he was left.

  Zhu Fengxian is still dreaming, but just got up to send it off, forgetting to stop the other party and continue drinking.

  Chen Ping’an crossed the threshold, walked to the door, and said goodbye with his fists, “Old gang leader Zhu, Mr. Yu, don’t give it away.”

  In the end, Xiao Mo brought the door to the room.

  In the house, a moment later.

   "Lao Yu, come, give me a punch."

   "Yu is vast! I **** your mother, are you really fighting?!"

  Walking down the stairs, Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Master, I have a question to ask."

  This time, Xiao Mo has learned to be clever, and there is no such sentence as “should be improper to speak”.

  Chen Ping’an said, “Just ask.”

  Xiao Mo asked: "Don’t you feel tired if you take care of others like this?"

  The wine that the young master invited the two old martial artists to drink today seems to be called Baihuanian, which is not a Changchun Palace drink at all.

  And probably because he heard about Yu Cangmang, the son will only declare his identity today. Of course, he didn’t deliberately put on a stand, but the rivers and lakes met. You don’t need to talk about identity, just look at wine.

  Chen Ping’an couldn’t help but smile and said, “Of course I’m not tired. What’s so tiring about it. Xiao Mo, you’re off the beaten track this time.”

   Wearing straw shoes and carrying a basket, going up the mountain with herbs, going out early and returning late every day, but he doesn't know whether the heart is warm or cold, the bitterness of the cold and the heat, and the distance of the journey.

  What's more, those rivers and lakes are not in vain.

   "The son is a good man."

   "I have to accept this good word."