When Lou Shan Zu Shitang got the paper kite letter, Feijian immediately sent the letter to the pavilion.

The sword light flashed, his pillow frowned slightly, his fingers were brought together, and he caught the Flying Sword. After reading the secret message, he was shocked, stunned, and rejoiced. After that, his face was filled with an uncontrollable smile.

Huang Cong didn't ask anything.

This time it was the turn to sit back and hesitate, and smiled: "Your Majesty waits for a while, can't wait for a certain news, anyway, your Majesty has nothing to lose. If you wait, it will be a return from our Huangliang faction."

Coming out of the pavilion, he walked away directly with Yujian.

In the end, Gao Zhen only shouted two old monks of the Huangliang Sect. They fell together near the gate of the mountain. They walked down the steps dozens of steps and quickly walked past the archway of the mountain gate. The voice opened his mouth and said: "The Huangliang faction sits back and pays respects to Lord Chen Shan."

Chen Ping'an clasped his fists and replied with courtesy: "Luoposhan Chen Ping'an has met the head of Gao."

After a polite greeting, two groups of host and guest boarded Loushan together.

Sit back, of course, will not neglect the other three distinguished guests brought by Chen Shanzhu.

The cultivators who were able to visit the mountains with this young hermit would think with their knees, knowing that their identities are good and their Taoism is high.

After that, Gao Zhen and Chen Ping’an walked side by side, and the other two Huangliang sect elder monks were responsible for walking behind with the three. For the genealogy monks in the martial arts sect, this kind of entertainment is a trivial matter of practice makes perfect. It will never be cold.

However, it seems that they are all the young Taoist priests from Qiuhaoguan, who have been looking around, asking questions and asking questions, and there is no idleness in their mouths. It is strange that they will be cold.

It's just those questions, which are quite unpopular.

For example, the Taoist priest wearing a fishtail crown would ask the ratio of the fairy on the mountain to the man practicing Qi, but it should not be too yang and yin decay.

Chen Ping’an explained: “Gao Sect, this mountaineering visit is not within the established route of the previous trip. In short, it is a relatively accidental thing. And I can only stay in the mountains for a while, and I will need it soon. Go down the mountain and continue on the road."

He smiled and said, "As long as Lord Chen Shan can come and sit for a while, it's fortunate."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Is Master Liu Xian now on the mountain?"

Pillow shook his head and said, "Uncle Liu and Uncle Song will come back a few days later."

On the Yidaifeng side, Liu Hongwen "divided up" from the Huangliang School. In addition to taking away a group of direct disciples, there was only one younger brother named Song who was willing to walk with Liu Hongwen, even the child of Uncle Liu, who was Liu Runyun. Neither of his parents moved to Yidaifeng, but chose to stay in Loushan to practice. One can imagine the popularity of Liu Hongwen in the Huangliang School in his early years. It’s not that Uncle Liu’s character is bad, it’s just that bad temper, which really makes people unbearable. Whenever the Patriarch’s church is in discussion, Uncle Liu will always turn over the old yellow calendar and talk about the old tunes. Let’s take a look at Loushan, the dozens of hills where the opening ceremony was held in the past. I really don’t know how the spirits of the ancestors above will feel.

Chen Ping’an laughed softly: "Master Liu has a long history of antiquity. Perhaps in certain things, certain outspoken words will inevitably make it difficult for you to accept when going up the mountain. The more you can’t talk about right or wrong, the more It’s not clear. Of course, I’m just an outsider. I’m here to say a few words about my personal perception of standing and talking. But I believe that the future monks of the Huangliang School, especially the younger generation, will look back at the disputes and seriousness of the past. Then it will be regarded as a precious past experience."

He nodded and nodded. "If you have the intention to look back, the old people are not taboo, the young people are not repulsive, and can accommodate many'different' people. If we say different things, it proves that our Huangliang school is true. Is different from before."

Chen Pingan said: "That's the truth."

Confidently said: "It's hard to come by, so cherish it."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

Qingtong always feels that there are a few differences, why are you two still talking about the truth.

Lu Chen hugged the back of his head with both hands, and laughed in his heart: "You fellow fellow Daoists, don't you understand? This is called telling a lie to a real person. You don't need to be polite with heroes."

It is also a golden alchemist, is he a sword repairer, and his perception of the sword spirit great wall is different.

With a slightly guilty look on the pillow, he used his heartfelt words and changed his name, "I am not afraid of the jokes of the hermit, even if I put aside my identity as the head, I want to go to the Great Wall of Jianqi to pass the sword to kill the demon, at most it is a thought in my heart. Thinking, I would never dare to go down the mountain for a long journey, cross the Hanging Mountain, pass through the private houses of the Sword Immortal, and then climb the top of the city. It is really just hiding on the mountain and I can only think about it."

"So this time the Huangliang faction and I sit up together. We were cheeky before and dare to invite the hermit to attend the ceremony. This is really offensive. I sit back and relax as a swordsman, and it is even more embarrassing."

Chen Ping’an shook his head and said: “Scholars stand up as holy and sages, and those who shed their hearts to become Buddhas and ancestors. The way to go is the upper level, only the middle, always first-class minds can have second-class people and third-class things. You and I are no exceptions. No need to be too guilty for the high head."

Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled: "Where is the Great Wall of Sword Qi in life? There is an injustice of sword cultivation, I think it is the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Sit back, what do you think?"

Pillow nodded and said: "I think so!"

Although he was called by his first name, Gao Sheng did not feel any discomfort.

Because I heard that in the land where sword repair is like a cloud, it has been custom and always like this since ancient times. It is rarely the way to call others with the surname affixed to the sword immortal.

"Your Majesty Hermit, among the guests on the mountain, there is also our Emperor of Mengliang Kingdom. Your Majesty has admired Chen Shanzhu for a long time. If Chen Shanzhu finds it inappropriate to see him, I will not notify him at all."

Chen Ping’an said: “To see Huang Cong, even if it’s not a coincidence today, I will visit the Emperor in the future.”

Sit back and feel surprised.

Because the young hermit directly reported the name, it was obvious that he had already heard of the young emperor of Mengliang Kingdom.

There was a strange feeling in Qing Tong's heart, and he followed Chen Ping An to meet so many landscape gods, plus this Huangliang school.

Carefully review all the words, expressions, eyes, and actions of Chen Ping'an and others. If there is a summary, it would be like...a straight line.

There are occasional ups and downs, such as mentioning his disciple Pei Qian with Yao He He Bo, chatting about his husband with Sui Shan, and chatting about the Great Wall of Sword Qi, pure sword repair.

At the gate of the mountain, the man secretly tore off a page of paper and carefully carried it into his arms.

The nun, who grew up with a childhood sweetheart, also pretended not to see it.

It's just the old monk who is the real concierge of the Huangliang faction, hurriedly rushing from a peak to the wind, opened the book and turned over, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Get it, hurry up."

The man monk said pitifully: "Uncle Dou! It's just a page with a few words on it. What to care about with me."

The old monk took the book in his hand and stared: "These pages, but you have to invite them to the secret library archives room. You must keep the important items in the secret library. You kid also dare to keep them private? Believe it or not, Fan Zhanglu will follow up afterwards. Get up and find that you have missed this page, and you will directly record your big mistake at the Patriarch Hall?! How old is it, there is no seriousness, I am not sensible!"

The young man had to take out the piece of paper again from his arms, and the old monk put it in his sleeve in a thunderous manner, and then reminded the two younger generations that Chen Shanzhu came to Loushan, so please don’t disclose it for the time being. After the sentence, the old monk hurriedly went to discuss the matter with Fan Zhanglu, just a few pieces of paper, Fan Zhanglu, as long as you are willing to open your eyes and close your eyes, I will be responsible for the next drink!

Gao Zhen led Chen Pingan to the gate of a house in Loushan, and then talked to the young hermit about Huang Cong's residence, and then took the other two Huangliang Patriarchs to leave.

It was a surprise if I didn't plan to inform the young emperor in advance. What's more, I didn't contribute any more, and this kind of favor that seemed to be given in vain was not for nothing.

In the courtyard, Li Huai was talking to Guo Zhujiu repeatedly explaining that he had "invited" Chen Ping'an a few times before. He had made mistakes. There was no magical powers in his own life. Pei Qian exaggerated it, but at the door. A group of people appeared next to him. Guo Zhujiu was full of surprise and gave Li Huai a thumbs up.

Guo Zhujiu rushed to the blue shirt, smiling brightly and said, "Master!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "I will come to see you by chance, and I will return to Tongyezhou soon."

Guo Zhujiu asked, "How fast?!"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and said, "At least two quarters of an hour in Loushan. It's not that the master doesn't want to stay long, but that there are still important things waiting to be dealt with in Tongyezhou."

Guo Zhujiu palmed his hand with a boxing, "What question!"

Chen Ping’an explained to Guo Zhujiu the three people around him, Ni Fuzi from the blessed land of the Tongyezhou Cloud Grottoes. As for the identity of the “Xiandu Mountain Guest Qing” compiled by Qingtong at the mountain gate, I am the lord of the Supreme Sect. Did not agree.

Li Huai was a little unsure, and asked tentatively, "Dao Master Lu?"

If you read it right, it's the one who set up a fortune-telling stall in your hometown. It's quite effective.

Chen Lingjun swallowed and moved little by little, thinking silently that I can't see me, I can't see me... hiding behind Guo Zhujiu.

Lu Chen looked at this young man in a Confucian shirt, that was also quite speechless.

In those days, wore open pants and wandered around.

The oriole, which Lu Shen used to measure the amount of cultural luck, was almost, really just a little too close, to be picked up by this little bunny.

The problem is that Li Huai is indeed a mere mortal with naked eyes.

Li Huai smiled and said, "Dao Master Lu, after so many years, he is still very young, I guess, Dao Chang Lu must be a cultivator."

Lu Chen smiled stiffly: "It's easy to talk."

I still don't know anything, anyway this kid doesn't seem to know anything.

No way, that old man Yang, really treated this guy as a grandson, and he was the kind of family that was especially inter-generational.

The Taoist Nen could see a bit of depth. This guy who Chen Ping'an said was a Taoist priest of the Divine Sect, it was not simple. The weather of the Golden Core monk must be blind to the eye.

Lu Chen came to Chen Lingjun's side and said with a smile: "Generally, people who are descended from the river walk the river to transform into the flood, but you walk along a large river, are you hard?"

Chen Lingjun ran away, but was held by Lu Chen on his shoulders. Chen Lingjun shouted, "Master, help me!"

Chen Pingan laughed softly: "It's okay, I'm here."

Only then did Chen Lingjun stand still, sniffing his nose, drooping, dull and silent.

Taoist Nen glanced at the fishtail crown on the other side's head, and asked with a heartfelt smile, "Dao Chang Lu is from the God Sect?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Of course it can be counted."

Taoist Nen said with a smile: "Then one day I want to be a guest of the gods, will Dao Master Lu help introduce him to Qi Tianjun, a few good words?"

God Sect? The hill is headed.

Tianjun Qizhen, as the suzerain, is just a junior on the mountain who has been among the immortals for a few years, so the Qiu Taoist priest in front of him is just a Jade Pu.

The only thing that can be spoken out is that Qi Zhen's Dao lineage, and then climbs up relatives, is Bai Yujing's second son.

It was the Tong Yezhou female cultivator who was named Qingtong, her realm was not low, she was either an immortal who was proficient in concealing Qi, or she was in the ascendant realm.

Lu Chen laughed loudly and said: "It's a trivial matter, a poor view of the dignity. Although it is incense, every time the urn ceremony, the trail is able to see Qi Tianjun."

Taoist tender squinted his eyes and smiled: "This is good to dare to love."

Tsk tsk, the little Taoist is here to pretend to be a ghost with me. What about mystery?

Think you wear a fishtail crown as your second son?

Hehe, really invincible? If you have the chance, you can learn something, but of course you have to wait for yourself to be among the fourteenth realms.

Chen Lingjun tilted his shoulders and wanted to apply oil to the soles of his feet. Lu Chen's palm fell a little along with him, just don't even want to run anyway.

Lu Chen turned his head and smiled: "Daoist Jingqing, I haven't seen him for a few days. How come I have disagreed with Pin Dao like this? There is no smiling face."

Chen Lingjun, who was tense, raised his head and forced a smile at the Bai Yu Jinglu head teacher.

A big man can bend and stretch, only two quarters of an hour. Besides, my master is right next to him. Zhang Zhang teaches you not to cross me.

Give me a lighter hand movement, try it harder? Uncle Chen, I just lay on the ground and rolled, howling to you.

Lu Chen squinted and said, "Friend Jingqing, don't you forget that we have a clear understanding of each other? Your heartfelt voice fell in the ears of the poor, like thunder."

Chen Lingjun tremblingly raised his hand, wiped the sweat on his face indiscriminately, tried his best to open his voice, and said sternly, "Master Lu, there must be a limit to bullying. You always scare me like this, and I do too. A temperament..."

Thinking that his voice was like thunder, it was actually buzzing with mosquitoes and flies. Lu Chen said with a look of horror, "How bad is your temper?

Lu Chen slowly raised that hand. There was indeed a vibrating mountain and river in the palm of the third head teacher of Bai Yujing.

Not to mention Chen Lingjun’s series of rhetoric and fairy deeds on the side of the Sanjiao Patriarch, but only on the side of the old Guanzhu, who has not been known for "forgiving others but not forgiving people" for thousands of years. It's really...a miracle.

In a picture of a long river of blurred time, the boy in Tsing Yi stood on tiptoe, patted a horn, and said that there was enough grass on the mountain.

If this is the Ascended Realm cultivator of the Qingtong group, it is estimated that he will have been reincarnated by this time.

Later, seeing the green bull turned his head, the boy in Tsing Yi was relieved, and finally came another sentence, as soon as he heard of eating, his comprehension came.

It is estimated that if you change to the ascension realm of Taoist Nen, you can also follow Qingtong, and you can be a good company on Huangquan Road.

Among the fourteenth realm monks, Bai Ye's killing power, the monk's cleanliness, that is, the chicken soup monk's defense, are recognized as the first.

But the old blind man of Shiwan Dashan, and the old master of the Taoist Temple of the East China Sea, both offensive and defensive matters, are only less prominent than Baiye and Shenqing.

In the eyes of Sun Huaizhong of Xuan Du Guan, the Patriarch of the Three Sects, together with the little master, the second son of Taoism, and Bai Ze, plus these four, can make up the second group of "ten tycoons in the world" in thousands of years.

Guo Zhujiu smiled and said nothing.

Chen Pingan asked, "What's wrong?"

Guo Zhujiu said with a smile: "Master, I don't know what's going on. The more you think, the less you talk. It's also strange."

Chen Pingan nodded sternly and said, "Very well, follow Master."

Qingtong has never seen a young hidden official with such gentle eyes.

Li Huai suddenly said, "Chen Pingan, discuss something with you."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, and followed Li Huai into the house.

The Taoist Nen, who was the door **** at the door, was more nervous than Li Huai. After standing for a while, Taoist Nen thought it was more comfortable to sit down.

Just like an awe-inspiring minister of bones and bones, however, he encountered a faint king who was unable to display his ambitions. Fortunately, he was appointed by the faint king as the minister of life. He went to the underground residence and carefully assisted His Royal Highness. Then one day , The old emperor assumed a posture of trusting the loneliness, saying that he would hand over all the treasures of the treasury to His Royal Highness, just like fighting

Open the skylight to speak bright words, and you will be responsible for "supervising the country" in the future. And this prince, at such a critical moment, was shocked.

It's almost like that, the slight discrepancies can be ignored.

How can the Nen Taoist sitting on the threshold not be nervous.

The truth in the world is nothing more than a word of peace. Those good things that others can't ask for, son, uncle Li Huai, little ancestor Li Huai, please settle down first.

So many golden armored warriors who don’t care about life and death, plus some poor worms who have become ghosts and then imprisoned in the golden armored warriors’ "belly cage", once they all recognize Li Huai as their master...

If it was in that damaging Tongyezhou, as long as there was no one of the fourteenth realms blocking the way, it would be enough to sweep a continent!

Li Huai has never had any taboos on Chen Pingan's side.

Chen Ping'an couldn't know who he was anyway.

Before the old blind man was in the wild world, he forcibly dragged Li Huai and Taoist Nen into their dreams and returned to the Great Mountain.

As a result, on the mountain top, a huge **** that had never been seen before appeared. Even if the opponent was kneeling on one knee, the head could be level with the mountain top.

Almost not scared Li Huai to leave the dream directly. At that time, the old blind man helped stabilize Dao's heart, and Li Huai did not withdraw from the dream.

The Taoist Nen of course recognized Li Huai very much, courage, but kindhearted, not a seed of reading, but he can always come to light, and a few excellent truths popped out of his mouth.

As for the old blind man's treatment of Li Huai, how he really thinks it is, anyway, it is all pleasing to the eye.

It needs to be known that Li Huai is on the side of the old blind man. He is both a "big disciple of the open mountain" and a "closed disciple".

Chen Pingan listened patiently to Li Huai's words, and said softly, "Do you have two concerns?"

Li Huai smiled, scratching his head, "You still know me best."

Taoist Nen was quite curious. He originally thought that Li Huai was afraid of taking responsibility, so he used a dragging trick on the old blind man's side.

Chen Pingan thought for a moment, and said slowly: "I think you won't accept the gift for the time being, there is no problem."

Li Huai's worries are divided into two types. One is that he is worried about his "badness". With thin arms and legs, the title of a Confucian sage has made Li Huai tremble.

One more thing is what really makes Li Huai afraid to face. I'm afraid that most of the old blind man of the master, like an old man in his hometown, left everything behind, and then left one day without saying hello.

Li Huai said softly: "But I'm a Confucian boy or Mr. Qi's student anyway, so I can definitely do something because I'm timid and keep hiding. Is it fair to say?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Li Huai asked, "Chen Pingan, how long is this ‘temporary’ you said?"

Chen Ping'an opened the mouth and said, "Wait until you feel that you are not afraid anymore. If you make up your mind, you can."

Li Huai asked: "Then if even the battle in the wild world is over, am I still unsure?"

Chen Pingan did not answer this question directly, and asked with a smile: "Then I also have two ways of saying, one is nice and the other is ugly, do you want to listen?"

Li Huai's eyes lit up, "It's hard to hear first."

Chen Ping’an said: “From the first day when you entered the school, Mr. Qi just hoped that you could study hard. The content of the book can be memorized and forgotten and memorized, but the word'effort' will not be lost and grow up. In the future, it is enough to know the book well, be a serious scholar who can read and read, can write Spring Festival couplets and keep accounts, so that your parents feel bright on their faces. Mr. Qi never thought of you Li Huai. Be a big person in the general sense, and since the first day I met you, I have known how you are. To be honest, even now, I don’t think I can talk to Little Aquarius, Lin Shou in reading. One they compare."

Chen Ping'an still has nothing to say. The old man in the backyard of the Yang family drugstore also only hopes that your life in Li Huai will be safe and stable.

And this request from the drugstore Old Man Yang doesn't need to be said, so Mr. Qi knows it, and Chen Ping'an understands it too.

In addition, the battle that took place between the two worlds was so strange that clouds and waves appeared endlessly. Once Li Huai jumped into the battlefield, he would be in it, with the mind and methods of Jiashen and Clogs. Take out the chess pieces that are equivalent to "Li Huai" and go to...change the pieces. Li Huai also has a simple temperament and good-natured personality. If he is not careful, his mood will collapse. Even if he is fine, how can the old blind man not let Li Huai die on the battlefield, his heart? Chen Ping'an has a deep understanding of the difficulty of remedying the human heart.

Just a small example. On a certain battlefield, the golden armored warriors who left the 100,000 mountains mightily gather into an army. Even if the barren world is defeated on that battlefield, the wild army only needs to use a few means to let the golden armored warriors. "Inadvertently wounding" dozens of Haoran monks, or hundreds of thousands of Haoran soldiers, I am afraid that Li Huai will feel guilty and uneasy in this life, and even wake up from nightmares countless times in his life.

After a battle is over, and can't survive, the golden armored men under Li Huai's are just like the books on the bookshelves in the house today. However, the whole world has high hopes for Li Huai. You are a sage of Shanya Academy, a disciple of Qi Jingchun, and a disciple of Wensheng's lineage. You have such a key force of horror, why don't you want it? Join the battlefield?

Even if Li Huai survived this difficult heart, she began to force herself to accept certain truths on the battlefield, and had to do things that departed from the books of sages and sages. Taking control of the army, and eventually continuing to lead the Golden Armor army, all the way south, then Li Huai’s future life will be like turning into another road. He may mature and become better because of this, and may even become a veritable gentleman of the academy, but, more It may be a long time, hard to let go, and I will live in guilt all my life. It seems that the truth is known, but... I don't let myself go.

But these words, this truth, Chen Ping'an also "temporarily" didn't want to break with Li Huai and opened up.

On the road of life, sometimes accept a very weighty truth, no matter how good the truth is, it is a big rock added to the backpack of a mountaineer.

It can make people stagger, overwhelmed, and miserable.

Li Huai wondered: "This is already ugly?"

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “It’s nice that you, Li Huai, are a disciple of our Wensheng lineage. It’s very simple, from your master Wensheng, to your mentor, Mr. Qi, and then to the master Bo Cui. Yang, around the second uncle, the third uncle Liu Shili, and the young uncle Chen Ping’an, we didn’t contribute much in the previous battle that swept the two worlds, right? You are not less at all."

Li Huai's face was stunned, and then dulled: "It's not as bad as it sounds."

The Taoist Nen at the door was immediately unhappy, your surname is Chen, why is it so bad.

When my tender Taoist does not exist, do you dare to bully my son so blatantly?

When we both make our way out of the road, if we have the ability, we will put aside our respective backers, and then get rid of some vacant identities, and afterwards, no one is allowed to hold grudges, practice hands, and learn from each other?

Chen Ping’an continued: “Li Huai, believe in yourself. Outside the battlefield, you can do many things in the future. You can do academic studies and other things. Maybe some of these things, most of them, can be done by others. But there will always be something that Li Huai can really do. Whether it is as a child of Confucianism or living in the world, you still have to have this confidence."

Li Huai looked up, "I don't believe in myself, but I believe in you."

Chen Ping'an smiled and clapped his hands, "This is not enough."

Li Huai remembered something, picked up the book on the table, and asked casually: "Chen Ping An, do you know Lu Yan who wrote this book?"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded and said: "Not only do I know, but I have also seen this Lu Zu, the Taoist name is Chunyang, and he is a very knowledgeable man who has a high level of truth. Like Mr. Qi, he is in the integration of the three religions. It’s going very high and far along this road."

Chen Ping'an glanced at the bookshelf and determined the original location of the book. He couldn't help feeling that this could be turned out by Li Huai?

Since the beginning of Huangliang Country, someone added this book one day and put it on the bookshelf. There must be a lot of visitors in this house, and there may be few who have actually turned over this book.

After all, miscellaneous books other than Taoist books are used as decorations in the mansion on the mountain.

Taoist Nen began to panic.

Because from the moment Chen Pingan walked into the house, Taoist Nen began to wait for God to worship the Buddha, and begged his son to never talk to Chen Pingan and mention this book and Nalu Yan.

If Chen Ping'an and his party didn't climb the mountain, even if Li Huai didn't take this book, Taoist Nen would steal it away.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, and said, "Looking back, I will say hello to the head of Gao, and let the Huangliang faction give you this book?"

Li Huai laughed and said, "Don't, I don't understand it. I got a headache after turning half of it before, so it's better to stay here."

In the courtyard outside the door, Lu Shen smiled with Chen Ping’an with his heartfelt voice: “Pan Dao finally figured out why the Taoist Chunyang didn’t leave any marks on the grottoes. In the sense, it is actually the book that Li Huai has in his hand. It just requires the readers to be sincere and sincerely approve of the content written in the book to have the effect of'sincere feelings and resonance between heaven and earth.' The two are in harmony with each other, and the heart is intelligible, that is, the secret and the supreme mental method. Even on the twelfth floor of the fifth city of Baiyujing, this is a kind of more mysterious dictation. It is hard to be pure Yang Dao back then. The talent is an earth immortal who has just formed a pill, and he has this Dao Dharma attainments. If the poor Dao is not wrong, if Li Huai is willing to recite this book aloud several times, or repeat it silently in his heart, in a certain At this juncture, a vision will occur, and the text in the book will resemble an'Autumn Soldier on the Battlefield', rearranged and become a real swordsmanship tactic, pointing straight to the Jindan Avenue."

Chen Ping’an took the book and turned a few pages. The material of the pages is ordinary, and they are just the engraved editions of folk books. This means that even if this book can carry the true meaning of the sword art left by Lu Yan, this The book itself can easily be destroyed in the natural and man-made disasters of various dynasties and generations, so he asked Lu Chen: "It can only be the book in the house?"

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "It may not be true. Most of the Taoists of Chunyang have other arrangements. Otherwise, they will only say that the emperor's imperial plaque'Feng Lei Palace' Lu Zu Temple is gone. If there is really only this book, Fenhe Shrine As long as the library of the book building has to walk through the water once, or suffer several battles, this inheritance will be completely cut off. With the means of the pure Yang Taoist, I think it will not be so... desperate. But no matter what, this path is now in Li. Huai...No, it's in your hands, Chen Ping'an."

Lu Chen tusk said in amazement: "With only two grains of rain money, I bought a Taoist book that directly refers to the golden core. This transaction is really profitable. If the top sect of China and Earth learns about this, don't talk about it. Two thousand Gu Yuqian are willing to nod, I'm afraid you will regret it, four thousand Gu Yuqian is negotiable, and eight thousand is not unreasonable. If it is an unowned thing, it must be snatched wildly and left in the Qingming world, I am afraid It's just a great chaos. I don't know how many of the upper five realms are going to fight for this, and how many immortals are going to fight with their brains, and they die for the thousand-year plan of the sect's incense."

"This sword tactic left by the Taoist Chunyang is simply a secret book tailored for you on Xiandu Mountain. There are thousands of secrets in the Taoist Book of the World. Who dares to say that he'points to the golden core'? The key is the sword tactic. "

Chen Pingan and Li Huai laughed and said, "This book is of great significance. Because it involves the swordsmanship inheritance of that pure sun Taoist, it is of great value. If you don't accept it, I will accept it."

There is a line of swords and immortals in the world, and the Qingming Xuandu Temple is a well-deserved ancestor, but when it comes to Lu Yan, it has a new face and another peak.

Li Huai's face doesn't matter, he can eat as much food as he holds in his hand, knowing how many catties he has, and how much strength he can use. This is Li Huai's consistent aim of being a person.

This time it was Lu Chen's turn to be dumbfounded.

Chen Pingan really accepted it? Don't go back to the old profession and become the good boy?

The Taoist Nen was even more anxious, scorching his anger, and said in his heart: "My son, I can’t give it to you. I can’t bring it to the door by myself, but I am pushed out of the door with your hands. I can’t use it, let alone the wild world. Every time you break your head, you have to grab your hands. Even in the Haoran world, who likes to be polite and rule-based, doesn’t it also have the phrase “Heaven’s gift is not taken back by the blame”? Young master, even if we want to give it to Chen Ping’an... If you leave the original book, it’s a big deal for the son to let Chen Ping’an copy the book casually. There are a lot of people, wouldn’t everyone be happy?"

Li Huai shook his head and said, "What do you want to do so much."

The Taoist Nen was overwhelmed, but after holding back for a long time, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, and stopped persuading Li Huai. My dear son, how come I, old and tender, put you on such an uncle who doesn't take chances as chances.

Chen Pingan took out five booklets from his sleeves and handed them to Li Huai, with a smile: "The task is complete."

It was Li Huai’s previous difficulties in reading. He gave Chen Ping’an two books at the Confucian Temple. After the Confucian Temple’s discussions, Chen Ping’an was always more attentive, and would often show them to meticulously solve puzzles, even as long as he had a different experience. , Just add refills in the blank space, just like in the Wangxinghua Hall of the Tongyezhou Daquan Dynasty, he once took out his pen and ink, and then in the Changchun-dongtian that was temporarily used as a dojo in Xiandushan, Chen Ping’an It’s not easy to ask questions, and it’s even harder to answer questions. So Li Huai gave two books. When Chen Ping An returned today, there were five in total. Moreover, the three books on Chen Ping’s are all in teeny lower letters. , And at the end of the last booklet, a large list of titles of various cited books were carefully marked.

Li Huai took the booklet, "I'll read it carefully, so I'll look through it."

Chen Pingan walked out of the house alone, and after crossing the threshold, he found that Lu Chen had nothing to do and had already left for a stroll.

I heard before that there are more female cultivators from Huangliang School, especially in Loushan, where the yin and the yang are about to be susceptible.

The Taoist Nen who had been sitting on the threshold stood up and stood in the corridor outside the door with Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping’an said in his heart: “This book written by Lu Zu will be given to Li Huai again before I go down the mountain, so that he can read it several times in his spare time. When you want to borrow it, ask Li Huai. "

Taoist Nen smiled and said, "It's easy to talk and talk."

This trouble, going round and round, isn't it a missed chance?

Chen Ping'an continued: "The old saying goes that you have a sharp blade and you have a murderous heart. This truth must not be taken carelessly."

The Taoist Nen is in a good mood at the moment, so he is willing to perfuse this young hidden official, otherwise I will break these empty words with me, did you find the wrong person? My Tao Ting is not your Confucian child, nor is it the Haoran monk, so I just said casually: "The hermit is right, you deserve to be the son of a saint who has broken thousands of books."

Chen Ping’an didn’t take it seriously. He just didn’t hear the sarcasm in the Taoist Nun’s words, and said to himself: “The old blind man arranged you next to Li Huai, just let you be responsible for protecting the road, so don’t do that. "Preaching" things that are superfluous."

"If it weren't for whether to accept the Golden Armored Warrior, you would be kind, but you have an eagerness in your heart. Didn't you how to sway Li Huai to agree to it."

"Otherwise, I will let you know what will happen if I dare to ruin the innocent heart of my Wensheng disciple, dare to disturb Li Huai's ordinary heart."

"Whether you believe it or not, as long as I feel that you have done something wrong in this matter, and take Li Huai on the wrong road based on personal preference, then don't blame me for not reminding you, unless you Tao Ting can rush to me. Before, I had fled all the way to one hundred thousand mountains, otherwise the old blind man would not be able to protect you."

The Taoist Nen looked cloudy and uncertain, and said nothing.

I wanted to say something cruel, but the Taoist Nen restrained it after the words came to his lips a few times.

In the end, I just feel very

The aggrieved Nen Taoist can only suffocate a strange saying that is lacking in confidence, and he did not dare to confront the young man directly in words.

But today, the calm but sharp-edged young hermit is still talking to himself over there, "Take ten thousand steps and say, even if you escape to a hundred thousand mountains, the old blind man can protect you for a while, but still can’t protect you. A generation."

The Taoist Nen looked at him from the corner of his eye, in a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes, his hands in his sleeves, his back against the wall.

Only then did I remember one thing. Calculated according to the cultural heritage of the Confucian Temple, this guy really seems to be Li Huai's little uncle?

That's it, Wen Sheng's line of protection is known to the Taoist Nen, and all the world knows it. The Taoist Nen definitely didn't want to go to personally learn to verify the truth of this matter.

Besides, Chen Ping'an is Li Huai's little uncle, and I am Li Huai's protector. It is half of my family's relationship. I closed the door and said a few nasty things, bear it.

It's just that Taoist Nen always feels that he hasn't seen him for a few days, and the guy next to him seems to have changed a lot.

Was it because of a trip to the wild hinterland and Natoyue Mountain? More than that, it seems that the current trip has made this young hidden official on a certain path, and gaining more?

In an instant, the Taoist Nen saw the young hidden official, and squinted his eyes suddenly, "I was scared by a few big words from the younger generation? I only saw the head beheaded instead of the draft, right? ?"

The young hidden official moved, smiled and patted the Taoist Nen's shoulder, "What's more, senior is not afraid of the shadow leaning."

The Taoist Nen let out a dry smile.

It seems more useless.

This is considered to be given a date by the young hermit and knocked on a stick?

Chen Ping’an finally said: “It’s better to say ugly things first, and it’s better to be resentful in the future. If you complain in pairs, you will fight for life and death, and feel that no one is wrong.”

Taoist Nen nodded, this truth is simple and superficial, it is more real.

After Chen Ping'an and Taoist Nen recounted the past, there was no Bai Yu Jinglu as the head teacher. Chen Lingjun in the courtyard still cowered, with a restrained look and difficult to speak. So many people lost face on the ground and couldn't pick it up.

Chen Ping'an stepped down the steps and came to Chen Lingjun, like an unknown prophet, and smiled: "Why, have you seen the emperor of the Mengliang Kingdom? Come on, at the wine table, I told Huang Cong to boast about the sea. It is a promise that I am sure. Will he serve as the chief consecration of Mengliang Country, the famous guest Qing?"

Chen Lingjun smiled and said awkwardly: "That's too ignorant of the world. I can't, absolutely can't."

Quickly winked at Guo Zhujiu, you are my master's little disciple, speaking more effectively than me.

Guo Zhujiu really kept his promise and helped out the siege. He roughly talked about the conversation between Chen Lingjun and the young emperor.

Chen Ping'an reached out and held Chen Lingjun's head.

Chen Ling shrank his neck.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You can serve as the royal worship of Mengliang Country, you can be named, as for the chief title, even if it is the genus of Flood Dragon, once it is too deeply involved with Guozuo, it will be more troublesome in the future. In addition, Miyu, you Discuss it with him. Miyu himself is willing to make multiple offerings or the status of a guest, but I won’t stop it. In addition, the genealogical monk serves as a guest dedicated to the guest, but all those who are named will need to be recorded at the Patriarch Hall of Jisefeng. If you ask about it, just push it on me."

Chen Lingjun suddenly raised his head and said in surprise: "Master promised this matter?!"

Chen Ping'an nodded, and said in a bad mood: "Brilliant!"

Chen Lingjun hugged his master's arm, tears of gratitude, "When will the master go home, I will prepare the ingredients and let the old cook make a big table of delicious food?"

I knew this a long time ago. I saw the lonely Master Lu before. I was afraid of it. Uncle, I just jumped up and spit on your face.

Chen Ping'an held down the head, gently pushed it away, and stared: "Don't encourage Bai Xuan to go to any night banquet in the future to suppress Wei Shanjun's limelight? You can't figure it out!"

Chen Lingjun gave a cry.

Chen Ping’an said, “I don’t need money for the gift for participating in the Piyun Mountain Night Tour Banquet?”

Ugh?

Chen Lingjun suddenly realized, smiled brightly and said, "It's still the master that counts as an all-out plan!"

Afterwards, Chen Pingan was going to visit Huang Cong, the emperor of Mengliang Kingdom, and asked Guo Zhujiu if he wanted to be with him. Guo Zhujiu shook his head and couldn't say it. It seemed meaningless. Chen Lingjun straightened his chest and began to recommend himself, but the master did not agree.

After Chen Ping'an left, and Lu Chen was no longer there, the boy in Tsing Yi threw his sleeves away, and began to wonder about the fellow young fellow who wore a power fence.

Chen Lingjun cautiously began to close, "Friends of the fellow daoist, if I guess correctly, you are starting in the Ascended Realm."

Qingtong took off the power fence. There was a slight surprise. This Yuanying Realm Water Bird's vision is so good?

Regardless of the depth of the Ascended Realm's cultivation level and the level of lethality, Qingtong is quite proud of the matter of hiding the weather, and he never wanted to be seen through by this boy in Tsing Yi.

Seeing that the young fellow daoist did not admit that he did not deny, Chen Lingjun knew it in his heart. He was a little bit complacent, and looked at what is dripping water, that's it. Guessing the realm of that strange monk is actually the same as guessing the number, as long as experience If it is rich enough, it is very simple.

Chen Lingjun exchanged a few words with this fellow young fellow who claimed to be from Tongyezhou. As if thinking of something, he ran out of the yard to find someone.

Outside a house in Loushan, there are two ancient pines in front of the door, each with Lingxiao flowers on it.

The mountain breeze is soft, the flowers are as big as a bowl, and they fall slowly without separating from the branches.

Lu Chen squatted under the tree and saw a flower falling to the ground. He still didn't want to get up, as if to wait until another flower fell.

A group of passing female cultivators saw this scene and saw that the young Taoist priest was more handsome and more interesting. They had low eyebrows, squinted squints, and laughed.

Lu Chen stood up and made a call with those sisters and sisters. Just as they were about to sign up for their own account, they still had things to do, but they only repaid the courtesies a little, and then they left.

After that, Lu Chen continued to wander all the way, thinking about the idleness in the market.

When the boy in Tsing Yi finally saw the figure of Master Lu from a distance, he saw the young Taoist priest squatting on the side of the road, pointing his finger at a stone on the ground, cursing, "When people eat hot meals, dogs have to eat hot shit, you That’s good, it’s delicious and lazy. I like to provoke right and wrong and be the stumbling block, right? It annoys me, not hitting you, hitting the dog?"

Chen Lingjun took the courage and walked towards that Lu Chen, then squatted aside without speaking.

Lu Chen turned his head and smiled and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Lingjun took a deep breath, with firm eyes, and said, "Teacher Lu, don't involve my master and Luoposhan in our affairs, okay?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It's weird, what's the matter with us?"

When Chen Lingjun said these words, it seemed that he had run out of courage. Let me take a moment to say a few more words in my heart, and then reason with you.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Stop spitting on my face?"

Chen Lingjun's eyes turned sharply, and he had to find a way to make up for it.

Lu Chen said, "I heard that Daoist Jingqing is on the side of Luopo Mountain, and he has newly recognized a nephew whose surname is Zheng."

Chen Lingjun said in embarrassment, "Nothing!"

Before the gate of his mountain, a surnamed Zheng came, and he looked like a scholar with a little money. At the beginning, he claimed to be the apprentice of his brother Chen Zhuoliu, so Chen Lingjun didn't take it too seriously.

Only later, when I saw Master Wen Sheng and Da Bai Goe were very polite on the side of the scholar surnamed Zheng, even Da Bai Goe was rarely eaten up by an outsider, and Chen Lingjun immediately realized that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, I only felt that the surname Zheng, anyway, was not the demon giant of Baidi City, then everything was easy to discuss.

"The Taoist Nen just doesn't know your series of great achievements, otherwise he will be willing to fall for the wind."

Lu Chen smiled and stood up, kicked off the stone, shot out like an arrow, passed between the branches of an ancient pine, and finally went off the cliff, stunned the geese in the sky, nodded and said: "Between the wooden geese , The change of dragon and snake."

Chen Lingjun followed up and said softly, "I said that before, so I agreed as Master Lu?"

After Lu Chen held his hands, he walked slowly, and said, "It's not a bad thing, what are you afraid of? I walked away from Jiao Jiao, but I just entered the Nascent Soul Realm and failed to become Yu Pu, then what will you do next time? Qi Du walked into the sea? How about becoming the Jade Pure Realm? What about the Immortal Realm? Ascension Realm? Now there is a real dragon in the vast world. The person who slashes the dragon is in harmony, so he can afford the next one. It may not be able to accommodate two. But if you go to Qingming World, there will be no other sight in the cave. I only need to give you a Bai Yujing amulet..."

Chen Lingjun shook his head and said, "I don't want to leave home so far."

Then Chen Lingjun asked the question that he hadn't understood for many years, "Teacher Lu, you are so advanced in Taoism, and your status is so prominent. Why do you compare this with me?"

In fact, Chen Lingjun asked his master privately, but Chen Ping'an's answer was a more "mountain" statement, and it will finally come to light. It also made Chen Ling not think about it too much, and it would come naturally. Now that the master said so, Chen Lingjun didn't really think about it. If it weren't for meeting Lu Chen today, Chen Lingjun would just think that he didn't have this kind of thing, and he was thinking about the mysterious things.

"Competing with you? It's not counted. It's just an old account. I haven't been able to turn it over. If I don't delay my practice, it's just a concern. It's always going to be smoothed out."

Lu Chen put his fingers together and knocked on the head of the boy in Tsing Yi. He smiled and said, "You can't learn a little bit from your master. Look at Chen Ping An. He has been traveling abroad all year round, and he has broken the world in his cultivation. Who doesn't envy it when it goes up?"

Chen Lingjun touched his head and did not look up. He walked with Lu Shen, urn soundly saying: "But the master doesn't want to be away from home all the year round. He is not thinking of Mrs. Shanzhu, and then he wants to help that Qi. Sir, look at the rivers and lakes more, you think the master does not want to be safe."

Lu Chen looked shocked and said, "Friend Jingqing, I used to be poor and clumsy. So you are not a fool?"

When Chen Lingjun heard this, and then thought of Guo Zhujiu's remarks from his master, his waist became hard and he shook his head, of course he didn't dare to fly those two sleeves.

Lu Chen suddenly kicked Chen Lingjun's ass, "Go away, when I want to travel to the Qingming world someday, I can come to Bai Yujing to find me."

Chen Lingjun staggered, rubbed his butt, and ran away without looking back. Go to Bai Yujing to find you? I'm looking for you, uncle...

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Huh?!"

This memory was really eaten by the Taoist Nen.

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't know his heart well, but he didn't dare to stop, his pace was faster, and he ran out of sight in an instant.

Qingtong was so bored, he went out to relax.

For some reason, Qingtong was stared a little by the little girl named Guo Zhujiu before.

The little girl didn't open her mouth to say anything, she just walked around and practiced boxing in a pretended way, but she had a blue eye from time to time.

When Qing Tong went out, he saw the sweaty boy in Tsing Yi, brushing past himself and smashing into the door quickly.

As a result, Qingtong found that in a pavilion on the edge of a cliff, among Yingying and Yanyan, Master Lu was showing palmistry to a group of female practitioners.

The young Taoist priest squeezed the palm of a woman with one hand, and gently pointed at the palm of the woman with the other hand, and said something about the landscape and appearance of the palm pattern corresponding to the landscape, and then mixed with a few words of emotion, saying that since ancient times, but a woman , Such as my sister with such a good color, and the talented person, always get together less, which means that the gold buyer will not meet the gold seller. In the end, I can only ask Yue Lao to open his eyes and be more pitiful. With marriage, I am afraid that I will be unsatisfied. In the end, I have a shadow, the country is beautiful, and I am sad to teach others to look at it. Fortunately, it is good to see my sister's palmistry through the trail. The fortune is a little bit thinner, only to say this love road, but it is definitely going well...

After that, the young Taoist priest who was particularly proficient in palmistry and facial expression changed the woman and continued to look at palmistry, and the female nuns from Loushan were all smiling.

A girlish-looking young female cultivator withdrew her hand and asked curiously: "Dao Master Lu, I have also been to God's God Sect with Master. Why haven't I heard of you Qiuhaoguan?"

The young Taoist priest said: "Little Taoist Temple is a small Taoist Temple. You have never heard of Sister Lin, and it is normal. Every time the peaks are celebrated, or the sects give the urn, the poor Taoist can be there, that is, The position is relatively backward, not conspicuous, so I must have missed sister Lin."

The girl nodded, probably so. I heard that there are dozens of large and small Taoist temples of the gods and gods, and the Taoist lineage is very complicated.

The young Taoist priest is anxious.

Why don't you ask who Feng Dao is climbing with today?

It's a pity that they didn't look at the palmistry less, and they still failed to ask about it.

That's it, the matter is over, the poor road will not be hidden.

Poor Dao must reveal his identity with you.

But before that, let's talk a few words with a senior.

On the other side of the courtyard, Taoist Nen had been using his hand to watch the mountains and rivers, watching the movements of the Taoist priest Lu Fu from a distance in his heart.

When the young Taoist squatted on the side of the road and pointed at a stone over there, Taoist Nen stopped beating.

I have nothing to do with a young hermit, and I am afraid that you are a Taoist priest who has a stern view of the gods?

It’s just that the Taoist Nen is very hot in the end, and never made a sound. When he came to follow his son, he was very self-cultivating and nurturing. Moreover, the Taoist Nen also gave birth to a bit of guard. Could it be that his ancestor was far away in Bai Yujing. The second little Taoist priest, already aware of his prying? If this is the case, how could it be a fairyland, but this person is destined not to be that Tianjun Qizhen, is it an old ancestor in the Godzong Mountain who never shows his face? In this awe-inspiring world, everything is good, it is troublesome, and the slightest bit is not profitable. Talking about patrons, preaching, and patriarch...

Lu Chen showed his sister's palmistry, and smiled with a heartfelt voice: "How long will Seniors look at?"

Taoist Nen laughed and said, "Dao Chang Lu has a keen sense of mind and is quite good."

Lu Chen sighed, as if he was afraid that the other party would not notice his own thoughts, so he said his own thoughts, stomping his feet and said: "The trail is called a madness."

One by one, they bully the poor road and have a good temper, right?

Forget it for Chen Pingan. After all, Pang Dao is a half-month old who helped this guy with his own hands, but you, a tender Daoist, dare to be so unscrupulous, so unreasonable.

For an instant.

The heartstrings of the tender Taoist are tense.

The next moment, the Taoist Nen was sweating from his forehead.

Standing in a white mist of heaven and earth, and looking up, I saw a majestic place in the distance...Bai Yujing!

A young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown jumped down from the highest point of the Bai Yujing. The mustard seed was suddenly as big as Mount Xume. The tender Taoist above.

As soon as the Taoist Nen gritted his teeth, he was about to show his true body, and he fought against the three masters of Bai Yujing, Lu Chen.

It’s just that Lu Chen’s face is no longer seen between the world and Bai Yujing, but Taoist Nen doesn’t move, because at some point, Lu Chen shrunk into mustard seeds. At this moment, he is standing on the shoulder of Taoist Nen, as if looking over. Someone somewhere far away.

Relying on the sky with a long sword.

A good "dao long and long road."