The capital of Liang State is shining brightly in winter. A brand-new Taoist temple built by the emperor. If visitors walk into it, they will definitely mistake it for a thousand-year-old Taoist temple. This is an antique fragrance piled up by the national treasury with nearly a million taels of real gold and silver. .

The sun fell on the turquoise glazed tiles on the roof of a palace, and there was a row of lifelike ridge beasts on the ridge. Among them, the statues of sacred lions resembling lions seemed to shake their heads.

Just a few steps away, day and night are different.

The roof is daylight, but under the eaves is the darkness. In the dimness, there are women's hand-held palace lanterns. In the slow corridor, the slender hands are as white as moonlight.

She was parading back and forth in the corridor with a lantern, passing by two vermilion gates every time.

Inside the room, a young man in white with a red mole on his eyebrows seemed to hang high in the sky, looking at an old Taoist from a distance, Liang Shuang, a great celestial master of Longhushan.

And at this moment, at the entrance of the mountain shrine on the border of Liang Kingdom, the true guardian was actually still chatting with Chen Ping’an, and chatting quite well. There was also a boy in white sitting beside the steps, just over there. There was an extra Xiaomo with a yellow hat and blue shoes.

In fact, the old real person in front of him is the real body of Longhushan Tianshi Liang Shuang.

Cui Dongshan sighed, and a battle was fought, except for the Baidicheng Zheng Juzhong, it seemed that it was not easy for anyone.

For example, in front of this old Taoist, there appeared a kind of withered look that can be seen by ordinary masters. His hair is sparse, and he barely wears a golden crown in his bun. The old man is as thin as wood, so that the originally large purple robe on his body is even more loose. .

Liang Shuang put his hands on his abdomen, his two thumbs pressed against each other, he was breathing out, using them to stabilize his mind and nourish his rotten flesh.

Behind the old real man, there is still a vague golden figure, but it is like a hanging statue, swaying in the wind.

The three body shapes differ greatly in size, Cui Dongshan is as small as a mustard seed, a real person is as big as a mountain, and the law is as majestic as a star.

It was actually the first time Cui Dongshan saw the old man with his own eyes.

Although the old real man seems to be drowsy, every time he breathes and breathes, the seven orifices on his face are full of vitality like a waterfall, like white snakes hanging on the wall, and occasionally, the air flows out and turns into a purple text, as if he is copying A scripture, every time it is connected to form a sentence, it returns to the seven orifices, like rivers that have already rushed into the sea, being led back by the immortals again. Although the string of purple words retreated when they were in a sentence, they still left indelible traces of the treasure urn in the vast void in front of the old man. The brilliance was dim and the handwriting was dull. Cui Dongshan looked at it as if reading a book under the moon. .

Tianxian sits in meditation to produce Dao Qi, and the virtual room writes to turn the spring breeze.

If it were not for serious injuries, this great celestial master of the foreign surname did not need to retreat here, painting the ground as a prison, and could only travel far away with the Yin Shen.

Cui Dongshan was so heartless, seeing this scene with his own eyes, and it was a bit sentimental.

The real person Liang Shuang, the road number is Taiyi.

Looking back at that year, how wonderful the sky was and the spirit of the wind was chic.

There is a famous beautiful man on the mountain.

It's just that Liang Shuang, who replaced the celestial master of the fire dragon on the ground, is almost the most proud of the world. He likes mountain people to live in secluded areas, and he really has to talk about generations. Liang Shuang is taller and longer than the age of Dao.

Just after entering the Ascendant Realm, the old Zhenren spent thousands of years behind closed doors and thanking guests. In addition, Liang Shuang's practice path was so few that he made so few shots that over time, Haoran did not know that there was such a mountain top. Character.

Cui Yang visited Liang Shuang when he was young and traveled abroad with an old scholar, but he ended up taking a ruthless close-up, which made the old scholar still stubborn. It's fine if people haven't seen it, and the wine hasn't been drunk. , Outrageous, too shameless.

The old real man still closed his eyes and rested his mind, but noticed Cui Dongshan's ups and downs, and said calmly: "Each has his destiny, life is obedient, why bother to be sad."

Then the old man smiled, "Before there was a little doubt, now it seems that it is indeed not the old embroidered tiger Cui Yang."

Cui Dongshan sat cross-legged in this old real man’s little world of thoughts, and asked, "Is there any trivial things that juniors can help?"

As for Liang Shuang's mending the avenue at the moment, it is avoided. Cui Dongshan admits that he doesn't have the ability to master the sky.

The old man seemed to have "transcribed" a scripture, and Dao Xin became more and more unwavering. He opened his eyes and said, "Nothing."

There was a dialogue between the two sides here, and there was also a small chat at the entrance of the mountain shrine. The purple-clothed Taoist and Chen Ping'an mentioned the assassination of the year. There was no arrogance at all, but it was regarded as a shame.

Compared with the real body in front of him, Liang Shuang, the protector of the country over the temple, seems to condense all the seven emotions and six desires of the real body, as well as happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "A cultivator who has entered the fourteenth realm at most, in Tongyezhou, which is already a barren land, injured a fourteenth-level peak monk. He escaped with his hands. If this is not a feat, how can it be considered a feat. So the junior is very curious, how did the senior do it?"

Liang Shuang said indifferently: "It's all about doing everything to do with the destiny."

Before ascending to the sky, Wenhai was the first person besides the well-deserved Patriarch of the Three Religions.

This savage Wenhai, known as Tongtian Laohu, still has an outstanding character creation skill in a foreign land.

Just like Li Zhen once asked Zhou Mi face-to-face, how many big monsters he had "joined" in the past thousands of years.

It seems that the meticulous method of harmony is to eat, eat all the time, and never eat enough, just the wild fourteen old throne big demon,

In the Great Wall of Jianqi, the owner of the lotus nunnery was beheaded by Dong Sangeng, and Huang Luan, who was beaten as Yuan Ying by A Liang and Yao Chongdao, was in Tongyezhou near the Daoxuan Mountain site and Yaojia who was beheaded by Bai Ye Qie Yun... In addition, Zhou Mi had already stripped off a Yang God's outer body, rising step by step, and finally became the great demon Baiying who was above the Throne of Withered Bone.

What's more, before that, Zhou Mi had long used the barren world to kill and then eat Lu Fayan, who was also the fourteenth realm, that is, the masters of Qi Yun and Feiran, and finally the Yin God merged with it. As for Jin Jiazhou's rebellious Ascendant Monk Wanyan Laojing, it is estimated that it can only be regarded as a small appetizer.

In addition, God knows how many wild monsters other than the old throne have "combined" in a thorough secret?

Cui Dongshan shook his sleeves, put his fingers together and shook it gently, revealing a seal.

Liang Shuang glanced at him, "What a'hungry old bookworm'."

I have accumulated three million books by hand, and I am entertained by the cold weather. He feasted on the word for immortals in the year, and he was a silverfish in this life.

It was a private book seal of ordinary material. It is said to be Haoran Jiasheng. He picked up a piece of jade from the mountain on the roadside of the world in his hometown on the way to the upside down mountain. It was carved into a chapter and used as a book seal to carry with him for many years.

Liang Shuang sighed, "The great world, all things are beautiful. It includes all kinds of things, and it is a single image."

How powerful Zhou Mi is, if he hasn't played it personally, it will be difficult for outsiders to imagine what would happen.

In particular, don't forget one thing, when Wen Hai Zhou Mi was a scholar of Haoran, he used to ascend to the sky directly from the Liujin realm to the Yupu realm.

The reason for this weak scholar to practice Taoism in the past was actually just to be able to read more books "in his life" in order to display his ambitions.

The closed disciple who was left by Zhou Mi in the world today, Jiashen's wooden clogs, and later Zhou Qinggao, took the same shortcut.

Liang Shuang actually has some curiosity. "Back then, I heard about some of your things from Tian Lai before I went down the mountain. For example, one of the incidents was Cui Yun, who became a master of the country of Dali, because he was the first disciple to publish articles. In the context, the Central-Tube Confucian Temple forbids the knowledge of the literary sage, and you have been involved a lot, so you have fallen from the immortal state'of course'. The matter of falling into the state, is it a blinding method?"

The seniority is not high, and the age is not too old. You only need to call the contemporary celestial master of Longhushan as "Tianlai" from Liang Shuang.

It's a matter of course in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is inexplicable in the eyes of Old Zhenren and Zhao Tianlai.

The reason is very simple. Haoran stands high on the top of the mountain, but dare not underestimate the mind of Xiuhu.

After all, he is a literary saint who can regard the vice-master of the Confucian Temple as his possession as long as he wants.

As a result, no one thought that such a scholar who could have been named in history would become a bereavement dog and a rat crossing the street.

The former refers to the loss of cultural identity, the latter refers to the situation of embroidering tigers, deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and rebelling against the classics. In the Middle-earth Shenzhou, anyone can step on a few feet. There are few friends, and it seems that there is only Liu Jubao from Aiaizhou. , Yu Panshui of the Xuan Mi Dynasty, and the Shanhai Sect, still sympathizes with Xiuhu.

"Yes or not."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The fall is true, but I still want to deceive myself and others, so as to lie to others. I also came to understand this matter very later, and I was kept in the dark by Cui Yang for many years because of this bastard. In order to deceive the world, the first person to deceive is the other self, I, Cui Dongshan."

Speaking of this, Cui Dongshan began to curse. When I thought that I was so stupid back then, I went to Lizhu Cave to fight with Qi Jingchun and brave his wrists. Now Cui Dongshan could not wait to dig a hole and drill down. At that time, Qi Jingchun looked at the self-confident and self-confident self who was holding the winning ticket. Isn't it like watching a big joke? It's a **** hard job to hold back a smile, right?

Liang Shuang raised his hand, calculated mentally, supplemented with a pinch, and finally sighed: "Embroidering tiger is ruthless."

Cui Yang did the same to himself and to the younger junior brother who was later on.

This way of protecting the way, the only one.

Cui Yang is like... As long as Chen Ping'an falls into the hands of my big brother, he can work hard to maintain his Dao Xin, and he won't collapse completely. If he doesn't lose his mind, then there will be no outsiders in the world who can calculate Chen Ping's Dao Xin.

Cui Yang's fall was true, but he did it deliberately. The most illuminating way to obscure the top of the mountain is to cover the truth with the truth, not to cover it.

As the first Taoist book in the world, it was called the head of the group scriptures by the later world deities. This book has already revealed the secrets of heaven, the main road is fifty, and the sky is four or nine.

Embroidered tiger Cui Yang stripped the soul and divided into two, making Cui Dongshan appear out of thin air. To be precise, it is a veritable "young Cui Yang".

The key is that embroidered tiger. In this matter, it did not make the best use of its own knowledge, did not pursue the result of "two Cui Yang and two soaring", but intentionally or unconsciously, deliberately limited Cui Dongshan's "chess power". "So the latter, apart from the lack of memory, is actually inferior to Cui Yang in terms of temperament and mentality, as if it has a distinct priority.

Liang Shuang asked: "To accomplish this, Cui Yang consulted Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou about the method of sealing the mountain?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "It is not only to ask for advice, but also to discuss."

This is also the respect to the seniors who have been smitten by the ears and eyes. If you change to a bastard, you can't directly put on the sentence "It's nothing to ask for advice, it's just mutual indulgence"?

If you are still not happy, add another sentence, "Why are today's people inferior to the ancients"?

The old man said: "Wait a moment."

Cui Dongshan nodded, "The juniors just wait."

The old true person uses the Taoist mind to control the Taoist mind, and then uses the Taoist mind to draw the Taoist energy, and finally uses the Taoist energy to control the majestic and violent aura of the river, running a big week in the small world of the human body, and Liang Shuang withdraws from it. After Fang Xinxiangtiandi, the two of them were placed in a simple and elegant house, only two futons, a small table, and a Boshan smoker, surrounded by purple smoke, full of fragrance in the room.

There was a rare smile on the old real man's face, "You gentleman, you are careful enough, as if you have begun to doubt whether you are in a dream."

The words of his own Yin God before were actually tantamount to questioning the sword with Chen Ping An. The real body of Liang Shuang here takes the opportunity to see people's hearts with heavenly hearts.

Such as the deceased in the world are very few.

Zou Zi is one of them.

Cui Dongshan raised a palm and shook it three times as a fan, pulling the purple and gold smoke, which is more precious than the temple incense, towards him a little bit.

No more, no less, just three hits.

Indispensable, the elders dare not give up, and if they are too many, they are also inappropriate.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "It is a hero who can stand the test of heaven. The most difficult thing is eternal innocence."

Liang Shuang was noncommittal, and asked: "I have to do it as a last resort, what about you?"

The yin-shen travels far away from the body is not sustainable, but the world has no absolutes, and there are many other ways in the mountains, such as the three corpses of the Taoist sect, and the surrendered heart.

Cui Dongshan did not conceal, “I separated a part of the mind, attached to the porcelain, and sneaked into the colorful world. I originally planned to spend a good time there to help Luoposhan establish the next sect.”

"The means are more scheming but the secrets are shallow."

Liang Shuang frowned and said, "So toss and cast a net everywhere, do you think you want that ascension realm?"

Cui Dongshan said: "With the exception of my husband, Luopo Mountain does not lack the realm of anyone. But we lack the territory, the manpower, and the money."

Now that Luopa Shanguang is a Ascended Realm cultivator, there are two, Xiao Mo and Wu Shuangjiang's Inner Demon Taoist.

Liang Shuang nodded and said, "Weiran is a big deal."

Cui Dongshan smiled brightly, raised his hand, clasped his fist, and shook it vigorously. "It must be an auspicious word."

Liang Shuang smiled and said: "You gentleman, you have fallen from Yupu to Jindan, and now it's hard for a little clever woman to cook without rice. Sora has a messy but still good Taoism, but he has been saved by his spiritual energy. It’s no wonder that we can’t get acquainted with "I", because it turns out that we have the same disease and pity each other."

Cui Dongshan was worried.

Chen Pingan was the first boxer to practice and became a pure martial artist. After becoming a Qi-trainer, there are two junior one and fifteenth that can never be practiced, plus the talisman method, and it is more than enough to fight against others. Later, at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he became a genuine sword repairman, possessing two "extremely unreasonable" natal flying swords, so you don't need to be too constrained by the amount of spiritual energy, and then join the half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as well as with Lu Chen. Temporarily borrow a body of fourteen realms of Taoism.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an has never experienced the kind of "spiritual exhaustion" fighting on the mountain all the way.

Otherwise, fighting on the mountain, or practicing in retreat, "renovating" the mountains and rivers, it is common for monks to exhaust themselves passively or actively.

There is a metaphor on the mountain. The amount of spiritual energy and wealth of the monks in the lower five realms is the difference between one or a few snowflakes.

Entering the middle five realms, especially the Jie Jin Dan, is equivalent to sitting on a small summer money.

After breaking the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul and entering the five realms, a monk's spiritual aura family status can be measured by Gu Yuqian.

Liang Shuang asked, "Are you planning to start from scratch in Tongyezhou and Wucai Tianxia separately?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Hope."

"I'm a little curious, how did you raise your heart?"

For a cultivator, it’s easier to refresh your mind, it’s hard to make up for it, and it’s hard to get up.

Cui Dongshan was a little bit anxious, "At the door of my house, I was irritated by the surname Zheng."

Liang Shuang nodded and said, "Zheng Juzhong's chess power is too high.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Zheng Juzhong also took a high look at the head teacher of Bai Yujing."

Now that the rush talked about Zheng Juzhong, an old man who is proficient in playing chess, he smiled and asked, "Talk about a game?"

The white-clothed boy rubbed his hands and said, "Does senior want to lose or to win?"

Liang Shuang shook his head, "Not as good as your husband can talk."

After the old man waved his sleeves, the mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou appeared in the house, and the old man’s eyes swam around, selecting the old and new Five Sacred Mountains and Chujun Mountain, and condensing them into one hundred and sixty verdant chess pieces. Yizhou Jianghe was manifested into snow-white chess pieces, but only fifty pieces. The number of chess pieces was obviously far less than that of the old man. He gathered them at his feet, and the white-clothed boy grabbed a snow-white chess piece and raised his fist. , "Guess first?"

Liang Shuang directly twisted a verdant chess piece, leaning forward slightly, as if he had skipped the step of guessing first, placed the piece first, and stopped in the air.

It's like saying something to the white-clothed boy on the opposite side. Liang Shuang, my senior, is an earlier climber and is now higher than you. Guess the first thing. Since there is no suspense, why bother to do more.

The only problem now is that there is no chessboard between the two.

This is Liang Shuang’s "elder style" again. Guess the first thing. I get the advantage, but I don’t take Cui Dongshan a little bit of advantage on the chessboard. At the same time, the size of the chessboard in a game can exceed the size of the vertical and horizontal nineteen. . In addition, the distance between the vertical and horizontal lines of the chessboard is actually determined by both sides. Therefore, such a game of chess, from the pieces to the first guess, to the chessboard, is full of mystery. There will be old rules and new rules, each of the first hand, fairy hand, and unreasonable hand, will be born one by one. The chess pieces are on the chessboard. If the mountains stand up on the earth, many chess principles will be like rivers and rivers. It seems to be far more "longevity as immortality" than immortals, like the mountains and rivers of the world, and there will be constant births and deaths on the chessboard.

Both sides fell like flying.

After playing fifty hands each, Cui Dongshan, who had no snow white chess pieces, suddenly looked around, and finally turned the Xiandu Mountain of his own sect into a verdant chess piece, gently twisted it and knocked it on the chessboard.

Liang Shuang stared at the chessboard, pondered for a long time, sighed, grabbed a handful of verdant chess pieces and fell on the chessboard.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Senior has a high profile."

Liang Shuang asked, "The name of the next clan?"

Cui Dongshan said: "The site was chosen as the site of Mount Xiandu in Tongyezhou and named Qingping Jianzong."

Liang Shuang nodded and said: "Taiyi is near the sky, connected to the mountains and the sea. Baiyun turns around and sees nothing. The fairy is in the place where Baiyun is born, but the Qingshan is outside the mountain, but people don't care about it. "

Cui Dongshan smiled and nodded.

Seniors who don't swear indiscriminately are good seniors.

Liang Shuang said, "The ganoderma and the occupant Xiaoxiao in the mountain will be handled by you."

Cui Dongshan got up and said goodbye.

Liang Shuang stood up, stopped at the door, and glanced at the lively capital of Liang Kingdom and the sight of mountains and rivers farther away.

After crossing the threshold, Cui Dongshan turned his head and smiled casually: "In the coming year, Sangma can't see it all, Hajime knows that he is a peaceful person."

Liang Shuang still didn't take his gaze back, and finally said a very profound confession.

Cui Dongshan smiled, and even if he heard it, his body turned into a white rainbow and rushed to the mountain shrine on the border of Liang Kingdom.

The old man turned and walked towards the unremoved chess game, twisted his beard for a moment, nodded and said: "This hand, if I make a move here, I will definitely win."

The woman who was parading in the corridor with lanterns came to the door in confusion, looking at the weird chess pieces in the house, she whispered: "Master, did you lose in chess with that boy?"

The old real man smiled and said, "How is it possible."

The woman glanced at the chess game, then looked at the master.

The old man had to explain: "I lost the game and won the tolerance."

On the steps at the entrance of the Shanshen Temple, Chen Pingan bid farewell to the old man with a fist.

The group of people returned to the original footing on the mountain, and the mansion lady was still hanging out here.

Cui Dongshan said one thing in his heart, Chen Ping'an nodded, his vision is good, and he is indeed an unpredictable outsider in the world.

On the top of the mountain, Jishan Fujun, Jiang Ying, this Fujun empress, will also be called Mrs. Yunhe by some familiar mountain monks. Extremely elegant, the goddess maid in the mansion, she was named the officer of the poetry, the officer of the washing ink, etc.

A personal maid who was responsible for dressing up Jiang Ying asked softly: "Niang, this is not an ordinary trainer."

She was standing next to the Fujun Empress, two heads shorter.

Jiang Ying smiled and joked: "Is it all visible?"

The previous group of people had a mysterious escape, and they were hundreds of miles away in a flash, without any spiritual ripples, and the weather was astonishing.

Especially after the mountain shrines and temples, the landscape is hazy, and the fog looks like flowers. This means that there will be at least one or two Nascent Souls in this group of temporarily unidentified Guojiang Dragons, and there may be five gods in the team. And even if she ranks among the five mountain monarchs of a country, without a five or six hundred years of prosperous incense, Jin Shen would never want to rank among the ranks of Yuan Ying.

This lady of Jishan Mansion gently tapped the palm of her hand with the rolled up twenty-four flower trade wind seal sheet.

The safest way to do this is to immediately return to the car and go home, as if nothing happened.

Today's Tongyezhou, there are too many cross rivers from other continents.

Speaking of the southernmost Qishandu, there is a "Sword Fairy Xu Jun" from another continent, who is responsible for picking up...two transcontinental ferries from the Liu family of Aiaizhou.

Especially the neighbor monk in Aquarius Island to the north, who could only crane his neck to look up at Tong Yezhou, now that Feng Shui turns around, it is the turn of the monk Tong Yezhou to meet him a little bit shorter and lower.

Many monks from other villages live in seclusion behind the scenes, whether they rely on money or whatever, in some small countries that have just been restored to the country for a few years, they have become the super kings who dominate the government, secretly supporting puppets, acting decisively, and making money. We want to grab all kinds of mountain water resources, such as the one which was concluded with the Yu Dynasty

The old Longcheng Hou’s family of the covenant... It’s just undeniable that there are so many remaining monster monks who are too late to escape back to the barren world. Without these monks from outside the sea, Tongyezhou, which is already dilapidated enough, would only Even more so, the native monks alone may not be able to clean up the old mountains and rivers after one more time.

Just say that Xiaolongqiu, who is the candidate of the sect, was extremely caring about searching for the mountains, and even created a "wild garden" as a tourist attraction for people to enjoy the scenery, of which a large number of them have not been refined. Successful wild monsters, and some monks of the lower five realms.

The ancestor of the mountain lord of Xiaolongqiu has been in retreat for many years, so that the Yuan Ying realm who is in charge of money, whether it is cultivation base or the status of the mountain gate, has come to the top, and only a few years of hard work, Xiaolongqiu has a lineage of the mountain lord. , The power has fallen aside. Probably this is the so-called hard-to-read sutra.

When the group returned to the top of the mountain, the Fujun Mountain God Empress put the printed sheet in her sleeve, and said with a smile: "The immortal teacher can call her by her first name. My surname is Jiang Mingying and I come from Jishan."

The green shirt guest smiled gently and said, "I have seen Fujun Jiang. My name is Cao Mo and I am from Aquarius Island."

Jiang Ying breathed a sigh of relief and assumed it was a familiar face. As for the chance of the immortal family over there, Ji Shan did not have any extravagant hopes. She was about to leave, but listened to the person continuing to say: "The old man Liang Guo , Let me help to ask about it. If it was Jiang Fujun who was the first to board today and got this chance, how would Ji Shan deal with the Ganoderma and Xiaoqiu."

Jiang Ying smiled and said: "If I am lucky enough to get it, I should cherish this fate, Ji Shan will definitely treat each other with courtesy."

Chen Ping’an said: “Although the lightning tree has withered, it is deeply involved with Shangen. I might be able to help transplant the lightning tree and Ganoderma lucidum.”

Jiang Ying said: "It is best to wait for the Ganoderma lucidum to truly resuscitate, and you can leave its place of cultivation for a short time, and outsiders come to do it again. Otherwise, it will more or less hurt the vitality of the Ganoderma lucidum."

Pei Qian nodded secretly upon hearing this.

This mansion empress, in fact, with her words alone, even if she has passed the customs. This chance will be good luck.

Master dare to truly rest assured.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I was negligent, or Jiang Fujun was more secure."

Jiang Ying was puzzled: "What does Real Person Liang mean? Is it really willing to let me bid for Jishan Mansion?"

Just talk about that little Qiu, if you are willing to serve as the Jishan Keqing or worship, it will definitely be a great thing.

The genus of dragons in the world, among them, can be called the orthodox descendants, according to the chapter of interpreting fish according to the water descent, in fact, there are not many types, such as horned horns, and no horns. The little Qiu in the mountain that protects the Ganoderma lucidum is now only in the cave mansion realm. Compared with the ordinary mountain spirits, it is more difficult to reshape, but once the refining is successful and the water is successful, the possibility of transforming the dragon is very high. Whether it is the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that can help increase the vigor of vegetation, or the little chrysanthemum with a very high background and good cultivating aptitude, it will definitely spare no effort to cultivate and support it in public or private.

If Xiaoqiu really went to her own Jishan area, and waited to be elevated to one of the Five Sacred Mountains, Jishan's landscape jurisdiction would have more than doubled, she would definitely take care of the "walking" issue. In the Shanshui officialdom, this is nothing. Fake public for private benefit. With good luck, within three hundred years, Jishan could have one more earth fairy water dragon. It is a blessing for both parties.

Then in the dark, the first true dragon after the battle of Slashing Dragon appeared in Aquarius Island. Like a spring breeze sneaking into the night, the mountain is closed and the ban is lifted.

I heard that nowadays, near the Baidi City in the Middle-earth God Island, the Dragon Gate on the side of the Yellow River Xiaodongtian has gathered a large number of Dadao Aquariums in recent years, as many as the crucian carp who crossed the river, and they all want carps to jump into the Dragon Gate.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Don't talk about money, Liang Zhenren left only one sentence in the end, let Jiang Fujun just take the chance."

Chen Ping'an didn't bother to find any excuses. It is estimated that the Jishan Mansion will think more about it, no accident, and eventually will accept this opportunity.

Jiang Ying was stunned on the spot. The true guardian of Liang Country was actually willing to give up this opportunity in vain? Is it a trap? Or do you simply want to form an alliance with Jishan Mansion, so as to help him find some medicine in the mountains?

Chen Ping’an left, and just about to move, a young girl behind the car driving team flushed, mustered up courage, and shouted timidly: "Lord Chen Shan?"

The little girl's voice was soft, thin like mosquitoes and flies. A woman in palace dress frowned slightly,

How can outsiders make such a mess when the palace lady is discussing business affairs with a distinguished guest, this silly child does not distinguish between occasions! All day long, I know that looking at those messy mirrors, landscapes and mansion reports, I don't even know how to save a little money, and I want to marry a good family in the future. Is it possible to only think about giving the next dowry from the palace?

Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked around, then smiled and asked, "Is something wrong with me?"

The girl's ears were red in an instant, and she said in a daze, "Is it really the Lord Chen Shan?"

Jiang Ying doubted in her heart: "Hu lotus, what's the matter?"

The girl trembled and replied: "Return to the mansion, this master Cao Xianxian is actually the Chen Jianxian from Luopo Mountain in Aquarius Island. Now he is still the lord of the sect! Once in full view, he turned away from the guest and demolished Zhengyang Mountain. The Patriarch Hall, cut off the mountain to enshrine the head, the blue shirt wields the sword, and the sword light is like a rainbow. In short, it is on the side of Aquarius Island next door. Now this sword fairy is more famous than the sky..."

The more the girl speaks, the faster she speaks, and she pours beans in a bamboo tube without having to write drafts. With a lot of deeds, plus a lot of gossip, she has long been familiar with it, and she has memorized it.

Jiang Ying was stunned by the little girl.

Xiao Mo said in his heart: "My son, I just found out that this little girl seems to be the descendant of a moon householder."

Chen Pingan has only heard of the Moon Palace species. Yuehu Tianjiang or something, even if you haven't seen a record on the archives of the Summer Palace.

Xiao Mo began to explain to his son a page of the less important old almanac. In ancient times, most of these craftsmen were family members of the earth immortals. They were similar to shady seals and had the qualifications to practice, but they were generally assigned to various professions. In the land of the palace. In addition, some gods will specifically go to the earth to find suitable candidates. As for how to screen and fill in the vacancies, it involves a kind of secret magical method similar to "chosen by heaven".

This is the inside story that Xiao Mo had heard when making wine with the Bixiao Cave master.

Generally speaking, this kind of descendants of the Moon Palace will be blessed if they are the demon clan who worship the moon and refine their forms after returning to the world.

The rest, in the eyes of Xiao Mo, there is nothing left to say about it.

After all, there were a lot of these "craftsmen" back then. I just said that there were Haocai and the three-round moon in the wild world, and there were palaces everywhere, and only the water god, one of the five highest, was there more than ten summer palaces? However, if he randomly changed to another round of bright moon, Xiao Mo could not recognize the identity of the little girl, and this little girl named Hu Ou happened to be the descendant of the moon family of that round of Haocai Mingyue, but after ten thousand years, the blood was already Extremely thin.

Jiang Ying gave a blessing, "Meeting Sect Master Chen, Jiang Ying was clumsy and impolite before."

Chen Pingan hurriedly bowed his hands in return.

In the end, they declined the invitation of the other party, and the group did not make a detour to visit Jishan Mansion.

After Cui Dongshan's true body and Yinshen became one, he did not follow Chen Ping'an and continued to return to the busy side of Xiandu Mountain, both as a craftsman and as a supervisor.

If you hadn't become the Sect Master, you would definitely have to be so stubborn and unwilling to leave. How could it be like now, the servants of the wind and dust rushed in and went back in a hurry, without delay for a moment.

Before the separation, Chen Ping'an casually asked about the outcome of the hand-talking in the Taoist Temple, and Cui Dongshan smiled, "It's hard to lose in chess."

The water and the sky are the same, the river and the fish sink.

Chen Ping’an and his party walked along the shore. The newly opened Xianjia Ferry on the top of Bailong Cave vassal hill, named Yeyundu, belongs to a Xianjia sect called Lingbi Mountain, but it was the first to take the first place near the water. This place has been reduced to a land of no masters. It has spent a lot of immortal money, sews and repairs, and continues to expand, to have the scale of the ferry today. But to be precise, the next sect of Luopo Mountain, Qingping Sword Sect is now The real master of this Yeyundu.

It's just that Cui Dongshan acted in a concealed manner, and there was no sound of wind. Even Bailongdong, who was "up the mountain", did not know that Lingbi Mountain had already made this transaction with outsiders.

For the time being, the small-scale Yeyundu will be expanded again in the future when Cui Dongshan vacates it. It will be one of the 17 ferry crossings on the route of the Fengyuan Ferry.

In addition to giving Lingbi Mountain 100 rain money, half of it was the ferry land deed money, and the other half was used as a deposit, because Lingbi Mountain could receive 30% of the income in the next three hundred years, and 50 rain money would be taken from The three-component account is deducted, but instead of paying dividends after deducting the money, Lingbishan can still get 15% of the account every year.

So in addition to the one hundred grains of rain money that has been put in the bag, you can still rely on that 15% of the income. In the next three hundred years from Lingbi Mountain, you only need to lie on the account books to collect money.

Otherwise, only relying on the rent of more than sixty shops and some small ferry boats to buy road money, can you earn a hundred grains of rain in the year of the monkey? It is tantamount to idiotic dreams.

Therefore, Lingbishan was extremely grateful to the handsome young man with a red mole on the eyebrows. As for the origin and roots, I don't want to explore it, as long as the money is real.

With such a large amount of fairy money that fell from the sky, Lingbishan has more ways to make money, and it can be used to make money and make money.

For example, the Yuguizong in the south now founded the first mountain bank in the history of Tongyezhou. Not only can you store fairy money, but the gold, silver and copper money of the courts of various countries can be directly converted into fairy money. The key is not to count the premium of the fairy money.

Now that the suzerain is no longer that Jiang Shangzhen, but has been replaced by the great sword immortal Wei Ying that everyone has hoped for, then he can probably believe it.

Although there are still many Xianfu sects who are still waiting suspiciously, Lingbi Mountain has sent people to Yuguizong to discuss saving money and sharing dividends.

Since Chen Ping'an is strolling around at his ferry, he sees everyone and everything is amiable, how he looks good.

Cao Sunny said suddenly: "I heard that Brother Fuyao is uneasy over there. An immortal master was searching for treasures deep in the ground. He accidentally discovered a very rich mineral vein, the material of which is unknown, but the natural deposit can be used as a spiritual energy. A new kind of fairy money, inferior to snowflake money in texture and appearance, but it is better than a huge amount."

Pei Qian wondered: "Such a source of ‘dragon vein’ wealth, the wild monster clan couldn’t find it back then?"

The accountant Mr. Wei Wenlong once used a metaphor. The silver that circulates widely at the foot of the mountain is a series of invisible dragon veins.

Chen Pingan said: "I have a chance to go and see."

On the way back north.

Dressed in white in the white clouds.

Cui Dongshan glanced back, and he had no longer seen Mr. Yunshui's figure.

Think of the old truth Liang Shuang's admonishment.

"The world has been waiting for you for a long time."