In the pavilion, the atmosphere is much more harmonious.

As soon as I heard that the head of Lu Daoist who looked at him in the dark, he turned out to be a distinguished guest who climbed with Chen Shanzhu, and he was silent for a while.

Of course I can't believe it, but no matter how incredible it is, I have to believe it. After all, who dares to fake this kind of thing?

The original female sisters who were tired and lazy, one by one, looked serious, and looked at the young Taoist master, they became more and more handsome.

The young Taoist priest is like a storyteller at the foot of the mountain. He began to reminisce about the past. "Although Xiaodao and Chen Shanzhu are not from the same hometown, they are acquaintances in trouble when they met in the micro-time. We met two teenagers. At that time, the trail and Chen Shanzhu were not successful, and then the trail and Chen Shanzhu fell in love with each other, so they went out together for a long journey. I once stayed at a city **** temple overnight, sleepwalking to the rich and wealthy fortune division, and saw that purple The Chief Officer of Fortune with the appearance of a judge with a jade belt and a jade belt..."

When a woman heard this, she couldn't help interrupting the young Taoist priest's speech, and asked doubtfully: "In the city god's office, is there such a place as the rich and wealthy department?"

There are many government offices, such as the Capital City God Temple in the capital of Mengliang Kingdom, and the many county city **** temples with few yamen. It seems that there is no such division.

The women in the pavilion shook their heads, apparently they had never heard of it.

The young Taoist sighed, "No, things are so weird. Anyway, I have seen a lot of weird things. For example, Chenghuang's subordinates are holding a group of criminals. Chenghuang is going to be tried at night. Among them is the woman with a rope hanging around her neck. , Dressed in red, with a miserable complexion, she habitually raised her head, sticking out her tongue slightly, and a woman wearing shackles walking in the corridor, like a row of water, full of green silk floating like water, and then there are still five nobles. The sons of the aristocratic family, with a large group of beautiful concubines and maids, came to see the chief officer of the Chenghuang Temple for a drink. In the middle of the night, there was another woman in a white dress riding a white horse. She called herself Bai, who was practicing under the Qingcheng Mountain. The celestial beings, come here to rest for a while...There are so many weird, dizzying eyes, and it’s really a hundred years of things in the world overnight."

"The trail wakes up afterwards, thinks about it, and then read some ancient books, just like you are puzzled, so I dare not take it seriously. Fortunately, those who are raised on stones have a root stumbling. There are no relatives or six relatives? The trail is a coincidence. It is a relative of the Taoist priest of the Superintendent of the Divine Envoy Sect. Accepting disciples, but accepting disciples on behalf of the teacher. After that, even if the trail begins to formally practice, as for Chen Shanzhu, the city’s gods temple was rich and prosperous, and it was a great fortune. It is really like the dragon falling into the mire. Unbearable, mosquitoes and flies are full of scales, trapped in the cage, and finally one day, the wind and rain are dull, just waiting for the thunderbolt, the mud dragon in the pond is full of spirits, and it goes straight into the air!"

"Two flowers bloom, one on each side. The trail will not go into details about the many feats of Chen Shanzhu after that."

"Just say that when the trail has been cultivated into the fairy law, the mountain people live in secluded, quiet and extremely thinking, then they will start to travel down the mountain, experience in the red dust, meet the demons and descend the demons, see the sneaky and kill the sneaky, so happy, it is also considered to have won a big reputation in the rivers and lakes. I wandered all the way to a place of historical interest, separated by a big river and two mountains facing each other. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that turtles and snakes lock the river. But guess what? It's such a place with strong water transportation, but I just met one. In a severe drought that has not happened in hundreds of years, the people don’t have a chance to live, and the trails have cultivated immortal skills, but they are still old-fashioned. Asking for an explanation, okay, I don’t take the trails seriously at all. I just ate a closed door, and the trails will endure. Then the lower reaches look for the Hujun mansion on the old site of the Dragon Palace, and borrow water from the lake. So I went to the upper reaches of the river bed, but still to no avail, but the trail was angry, so I had to go out in person, and did not close my eyes for several days, just to study a fairy family talisman, about the heart of the innocent child, touched the gods and the earth, this road has a very high threshold. The big talisman, I really learned the little way, take a bath, change clothes, fast, go to the high building by the river, burn the talisman paper into the wine, and then threw the wine glass out of the building after drinking only half a cup of wine on the trail. Pouring out like a waterfall, a steady stream of water pours into the dry riverbed, where there is a live fish. From then on, the river is turbulent and the vegetation is lush..."

The nuns in the pavilion looked at each other.

Should we cheer a few times, or should we question a few words? Dao Master Lu, although you are a cultivator of the Middle Five Realm, you are the lowest level of the Dongfu Realm after all. To say that the "big talisman", "the threshold is extremely high", is it a bit too much?

It is important to know that at the moment in the pavilion, there is a sea-viewing realm and two Dongfu realm trainers sitting.

Qingtong began to move to another place, and didn't plan to continue to listen. The more Lu Zhangjiao talked, the more it became more meaningless.

Others brag about not drafting, they are all boasting about themselves, Lu Chen is different, is it the opposite?

When an old man in yellow came to the pavilion, Yingying and Yanyan had already dispersed. There was only one young Taoist priest wearing a fishtail crown. The hip flask, the one who helped to read and tell the story with the fairy before, took the saliva of a water tank, and had to drink a little wine to moisturize and refresh his throat.

Lu Chen saw Taoist Nen stopping outside the pavilion, beckoning and smiling: "Sit down and talk."

Only then did Taoist Nen dare to step up the steps.

In that illusion before, the two parties hadn't talked with each other, and Lu Chen quickly sent the Taoist Nen gift out of the country.

Lu Chen asked, "Senior Tao Ting didn't tell Li Huai about his poor status, right?"

Taoist Nen shook his head, "Don't dare to branch out."

First, there was a reminder that the young hidden official was almost threatening, and then there was the beating of the head teacher of Bai Yu Jinglu. At this time, the tender Taoist was not confident and arrogant.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Chen Ping'an made those ruthless words with you, didn't he feel unhappy in his heart?"

Taoist Nen twitched his lips, "Chen Ping An is for my son's sake in the end."

Lu Chen rubbed his chin, "This statement is correct and correct, but it is not particularly accurate."

Taoist Nen humbly asked for advice: "I beg Master Lu to solve my doubts."

Lu Chen said, "Chen Pingan is from Ni Ping Alley, you know?"

Taoist Nen nodded and said, "Of course."

That alley is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden.

Chen Ping'an, King Song Mu of the Dali Domain, Zhu, the True Dragon King, and Gu Can, the Baidi City, are also the hometown and ancestral home of Cao Xi, the sword immortal of Nan Po Suozhou.

Lu Chen leaned back against the railing and said lazily: "In the old alley, there was a little slug who was nicknamed a slug by Chen Pingan and Liu Xianyang. Well, he is our little disciple of Mr. Zheng from Baidicheng."

Taoist Nen said: "Feng Shui is so frightening."

Lu Chen raised a hand and pointed in a random direction, "One of the five greatest blessings placed on the table in the Lizhu Cave in the past was a small loach, which was caught by Chen Ping’an from the fields and ridges. Gu Can’s eyes were greedy. Chen Ping’an always regarded him as a half-brother, and of course he would not be stingy, so he gave it to Gu Can. Gu Can was raised in the family’s water tank. Later, he met Liu Zhimao, the true monarch of Jiejiang in Shujianhu, and worshipped his master. The mother and daughter went to Qingxia Island with Liu Zhimao together. They parted ways. The fourteen-year-old straw-shoe boy began to travel to the Great Sui Dynasty. Qi Jingchun sent a group of students to **** him to the mountain cliff college. The youngest one is Li Huai."

Lu Chen shook his sleeves, "Chen Ping An doesn't want to make the same mistake."

Taoist Nen said: "I also hope Master Lu will elaborate on the reason."

Lu Chen sighed, Pan Dao said so, still can’t understand, his face was helpless, Lu Chen shook the jug, still raised the bowl and raised his head, only a few drops of wine entered his mouth and wiped his mouth. "The chance for the little loach was given to Gu Can by Chen Ping'an himself. Gu Can was so young at that time, so why didn't he talk about being unsatisfactory? How did Chen Ping'an tell you the previous sentence?' With a sharp blade and killing heart, right? In that Shujian Lake, which can be regarded as a "little wild world", the owner of a water dragon in the Nascent Soul Stage is a big boy. Life-saving talisman is also a kind of... an unmatched hatchet, like walking into a large field of rapeseed flowers, a child with stubborn temperament, unconstrained, holding an hatchet, what he sees in his eyes is naturally delicate and delicate The rapeseed flowers can be chopped and chopped at will. You may not be able to see the snakes and worms hidden in the fields and the owners of the rapeseed flowers."

"At the same time, that little loach has to be fed up in order to keep climbing on its own avenue. For example, if you want to move the peach pavilion to refine the mountain, you belong to the dragon, what else can you practice faster than directly eating the Qiqimen. The road, this is the nature of the little loach, and it is in agreement with Gu Can’s heart. Both the master and the servant are like a kind of...a small harmony, coupled with Liu Zhimao’s cold-eyed observation, it is naturally a murderous intent. All around, one fierce outburst."

"That's why Chen Ping'an was almost tortured by his senior brother Cui Yang. Only a little bit, his mood was completely broken. If I remember correctly, he once said to Gu Can,'Sorry, I'm late. '"

"Of course, the qualities of Li Huai and Gu Can are very different when they looked at the two children back then. The two people of the same age look at the same timidity, but Gu Can knows that they are weak. Li Huai only dared to lie down, but it was precisely because he had a warm family, and Li Huai knew the kindness of his relatives at a very young age. Gu Can and Li Huai are like two kinds of life, one is extremely unhappy and wants To live a better life in the future, one is a poor home, which seems like life is not easy, but in fact, it is an extremely rare lucky thing for family members to sit and relax. Therefore, we must maintain this hard-won experience in the future. good."

"So once Li Huai is led by you, and becomes a person who will disappoint Mr. Qi in Chen Ping's mind, you will die, you will definitely."

"You are self-reliant, but you have always looked down on a young hidden official with a low level, but you don't know it. In fact, since Chen Ping'an first learned that you became Li Huai's servant, he began to help you prepare a book. When he participated in the discussion at the Confucian Temple, in that Yuanyangzhu, you thought that you were trembling with power, and felt quite contented in your heart, but Chen Ping'an had been watching with cold eyes, so today I arrived in Loushan and said a few candid words with you, lest... …He will kill you in the future, and Senior Tao Ting will still feel wronged."

Lu Chen sighed, stretched out his finger, and clicked on the yellow-clothed old man, "Previously, the poor road squatted on the road and cursed a stone as a stumbling block. People eat hot meals and dogs eat hot shit. Are you chewing on the aftertaste now? Well, what do you think of Tao Ting-senior, this expression... But I misunderstood the poor road, and the poor road does not mean eating hot What's the aftertaste of chewing shit? Poor Dao means that there is something in your speech, and it is deliberate. Like a Daoist like the poor Dao, talking and chatting, it is always difficult to go straight to the midwinter, and it has to be a little bit mysterious to match the identity."

Taoist Nen looked embarrassed, so he had to say with ignorance of his conscience: "Zhangjiao Lu is a philanthropist. It is both witty and far-reaching."

Lu Chen smiled, turned his head and looked at the landscape outside the pavilion, "If we regard each person in a mountain and a river as every word in an article, then you will miss too much. I have been practicing poor Taoism for so many years. There are only a handful of Taoists who have been tirelessly pursuing'no fault', and who can approach infallibility. Chen Ping'an can be counted as one. Of course, he is still the youngest one, and for the time being the one with the lowest Taoism."

Taoist Nen asked cautiously: "Why is Master Lu willing to give me some suggestions?"

Lu Chen sighed, "Are you an Ascended Realm Great Monk, isn't it also a word? You are still such a big word, standing in front of Pin Dao's eyes, how can Pin Dao miss it?"

People have no fault, and life is missed.

Missing things, missing people, thinking over and over again, are all faults, past faults.

Lu Chen looked sad, and looked up at the sky several times, wondering if he would leave without saying goodbye and escape.

Even if it is destined to avoid the first day of the junior high school, but not the fifteenth. But as long as you survive the first day of the new year, doesn't it mean that you have 14 more days of stability?

The young emperor of Mengliang, the goddess of water with the surname Nalan, Jun Meishan, still sat two stops and stayed in the pavilion.

Huang Cong hopes that the two of them will be more casual, but the two deities of mountains and rivers just abide by the courtesy of monarchs and ministers. In fact, this is not a common occurrence in the officialdom of Shanshui. It is not necessary for the monarchs of the five mountains in a country, and the highest water **** in the country, to meet the emperor and monarch.

But as a former military commander of the heroic spirit, Meishan Jun recognized the young emperor from the bottom of his heart, and Meishan Jun refused to sit down. Nalan Yuzhi, who was ranked as the golden jade genealogy, had to accompany him.

Suddenly a young Taoist priest appeared, Nalan Yuzhi quietly pinched his fingers, and smiled: "I am so courageous, I went to the mansion privately."

I saw that the young Taoist priest began to pretend to be crazy and behave stupidly, "Huh? Did the trail go to the wrong door? It's all right, it seems that the trail and this sister have something to do with it.

Fate. "

Wearing a fishtail crown, that is the Taoist priest of the gods.

In Aquarius Island, no one would dare not take the golden rules and jade rules of the gods so seriously, and would pretend to be the gods of the gods.

Jun Meishan glanced at the Taoist priest and said in his heart: "Your Majesty, this Taoist priest is indeed from the gods, because there is a lantern hanging behind him with the words Qiuhaoguan Secret, and he is the kind of person who has the shade of the master and the ancestor. It looks like a cultivator in the Dragon Gate realm, but he is actually a Golden Core Earth Immortal, but it should have been formed just a few years ago, and the weather is unstable."

Nalan Yuzhi frowned and said, "How did this guy get in? Why is there no qi ripple at all?"

Jun Meishan sneered: "The ghost knows."

Huang Cong signaled that they don’t need to be nervous. The visitors are the guests. There are many monks on the mountain who eat Xia Yinlu and are immortal, but there are few people who have weird temperament, have partial skills, and enjoy the game of the world. few.

"Since I came to the wrong place, Pan Dao would be wrong."

The young Taoist priest rushed up the steps, stood still, and after losing his hands, he looked down at the game with a clear victory and defeat, and nodded: "The one who holds the white side is a top expert."

The water **** empress stretched out her hand to touch her eyebrows, she said that she was sure of the stinky chess basket.

Huang Cong was still calm, and asked with a smile: "Dare to ask Dao Master, why do you say this? How do I think black is a sure win?"

The one who holds the white is oneself.

"Playing chess is one of the most boring things in the world. If you bet on high, you will lose, but if you go high, there is no lose."

The young Taoist priest twisted the white pieces in one hand and the black pieces in the other. He placed it on the chessboard with a crackling sound, crisp and sweet. While placing the pieces on the chessboard, he smiled and said: "On the gambling table, unless it’s an old one, you will be the best player. , I feel unhappy, even if it is a young child who just entered the trade, the opponent is lucky, such as throwing a dice, six or six six times, the master still has the time to lose money. But playing chess together, the master occasionally misses, Faint moves, low hands, always due to the fact that the chess skills have not yet changed. Even so, when encountering a strong opponent, the game is one move, but the difference is only one and a half. It is decided not to be above the chessboard, black is dead, white is alive. ."

"As for those real chess masters, there is no reason to lose when facing weak chess players. For example, Embroidery Tiger Cui Yang, or Zheng Juzhong, or..."

The young Taoist straightened his waist and pulled the collar of his robes, "It's a poor Tao..."

After a short pause, he continued, "My brother."

The water **** empress sneered and said, "You can call Cui Guoshi's name casually?"

The young Taoist shook his head and smiled, "What else can I do if I don't use my name to call it."

"Hey, why is the trend of this chess game different from what Feng Dao expected."

As a result, the three players in the pavilion saw that the guy stretched out his hand and completely disrupted the game.

"Pan Dao takes all the previous words back, haha, take them all back."

Huang Cong couldn't help smiling and said, "The Taoist chief is a wonderful person, dare to ask the honorable name?"

"Shenzhenzong Qiuhaoguan, Lu Fu, there is no Dao name for the time being, Qi Tianjun can't see the poor Dao."

Nalan Yuzhi covered her mouth and smiled: "It makes sense, Daochang Lu can't see Qi Tianjun a few times, and of course Daochang Lu can't see Qi Tianjun a few times."

The young Taoist priest grinned and said: "This sister, she speaks so nicely, her voice is crisp, like a midsummer plum and white porcelain soup, crushed ice clashes against the wall, and understanding, it's really an explanation of the golden voice, jade rhyme, and Hui Xinlan quality. Tweed."

"Hey, looking at my sister's attire, it seems to be exactly the same as Pindao, who is Su Zi's admirer."

"Coincidentally, it's not that Poor Dao once had the luck to travel with Su Zi for several months, sing poems, talk about Taoism and Zen, which is a joy."

Huang Cong coughed a few times, and he didn't know how to persuade this Daoist Chief Lu to speak too much.

Nalan Yuzhi joked: "Oh, hey, does this count as a dog leaning on his mouth by the curtain?"

The young Taoist priest didn't get annoyed at all, but instead said something thoughtless, "I had known that I had asked a senior to follow here, and then it should be the scene."

Jun Meishan's face was tense, and he said with a heart: "Your Majesty, I can't bear it, can I issue an order to chase away this servant?"

"Don't tell me, the originator of the world of chasing guests, the poor road is quite familiar with it..."

Jun Meishan was shocked, this Taoist priest could spy on his own voice?

Before Mei Shanjun reminded the emperor and Nalan Yuzhi, the goddess of water had turned her head and looked at the door, reminding the young emperor in her heart, "Your Majesty, someone has come to visit, it's...the Lord Chen of Lost Mountain!"

The young Taoist priest was sneaky, and he seemed to have to grease the soles of his feet.

But Nalan Yuzhi grabbed his arm, "Dao Master Lu, where are you going? According to your statement, don't miss it when you pass by."

The young Taoist shook his arm, as if he couldn't get rid of the restraints, he patted the back of the water god's hand lightly, and his eyes were sincere.

Jun Meishan simply stopped talking, and said straightforwardly: "Dao Chang Lu is a master of Taoism. Since you can hear Mei's voice, why is it a **** of the soul?"

The young Taoist laughed and said, "It's easy to talk, and it's easy to talk."

Nalan Yuzhi wanted to let go, but was shocked to find that she couldn't do it, as if she was stuck with a piece of brown candy.

Different from the two mansions of Chen Lingjun and Li Huai, the mansions here are of course guarded by the masters of Mengliang Country, and the young hermit who has signed up for himself was soon led respectfully to the pavilion.

Chen Pingan glanced at Lu Shenyin.

Lu Chen immediately shook his arm vigorously and freed the slender hand of the goddess of water. With a shocked expression on his face, he trembled and said: "This handsome young student looks familiar! Could it be the Lord Chen of the Fallen Mountain, Wen Sheng's lineage? The disciple of the gate, the last hermit of the Summer Palace, the second treasurer of the Great Wall of Jianqi, the poor friend in need, Chen Daoyou..."

Chen Ping'an said with a black face: "Come and cool down!"

"okay."

This Lu Chen's out-of-aperture Yin God jumped up and down, "I'll see you later, Pan Dao is waiting at the Qianqiu Pavilion."

Suddenly the trail disappeared.

The three people in the pavilion, together with Emperor Huang Cong, seemed to be confused.

Huang Cong returned to his senses and hurried out of the pavilion, but was speechless for a while and looked embarrassed.

It was originally a very simple matter, but it was disrupted by the Daoist Lu, and the young emperor didn't even know how to call Chen Ping An.

"The high head is not kind, and he threatened that if I don't come to see your Majesty, I won't let it go."

Chen Ping'an took the lead and said with a smile: "As for the observation of Lu Fu just now, your majesty doesn't care about him, he is sick in his head, he is confused, and often muddles."

Huang Cong, like a Confucian scholar, said: "Meng Liang Country Huang Cong, pay tribute to Mr. Chen."

With a solemn expression on Meishan Jun, he clasped his fists and said solemnly, "Song Shan Mei has seen the hidden official."

The goddess of water leaned on her side and gave a blessing, "Nalan Yuzhi in the Water Mansion of the Moon River, I have seen Chen Jianxian."

Stepping into the pavilion with the young emperor, Chen Pingan took a long green shirt and long gown, and sat down gently.

The pavilion holds pillars and is a pair of dragons.

Open your eyes and see, the hundreds of years old in the world are nothing more than accumulating virtues and doing good, and there are gods three feet above their heads.

It should be said that the first good thing in the world is to be determined to study and work hard to pay off.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said straightforwardly: "I heard my disciple Pei Qian talked about your majesty, saying that there used to be a nobleman on the battlefield of Dali Accompanying Capital. "

Huang Cong said bitterly: "I'm not too afraid of death, it's true, it's almost dead, it's true."

On that battlefield, there is no such thing as Huang Cong.

It's just that so many soldiers of the Dream Liang Kingdom who went to death resolutely and generously, died in vain? Absolutely not! But if you really want to say how to make contributions, it seems that it is far from enough.

Anyone who joins the battlefield, as long as he has personally experienced those tragic battles, will have to admit one thing. The elite soldiers of the dynasty under the mountain face the monks on the mountain, watching those who are always shaking the world and moving. The magic of the immortal family is so desperate...so that these years have passed, the young emperor still often sweats profusely, wakes up from sleep, no matter how difficult it is to fall asleep, can't sleep at night, and his ears seem to be lingering. With the sound of Jin Ge and Iron Horse.

The young hermit seemed to see through the knot of the young emperor, shook his head and said: "If you want to win the battle of the year, the only way to win the battle is to fear death on the mountain and the mountain. If the mountain does not dare to die, the number of monks on the Aquarius Mountain will double again. In the end, let alone defending the battle line in the middle of the great blasphemy, it will only be reduced to Tongyezhou's second place, and it will be run over by the wild monsters, and it will be beaten to Luzhou in Beiju. Aquarius is not missing a dream country You won’t be able to fight a war, but if you don’t have a dream country in Aquarius, you will lose without disparity. Maybe now there is only one Middle-earth Divine Continent in Haoran."

Mei Shanjun's eyes were shining, and he couldn't help but said: "Well said!"

Nalan Yuzhi also nodded gently.

The Taoist Nen had already returned, and the real body of Lu Chen here, with the out-of-aperture Yinshen gathered, was lying on the bench, with his legs cocked, and swayed.

The inscription of the pavilion is "Qianqiu", and the most surprising thing is the plaque and couplets elsewhere in the world. The latter has far more characters than the former. However, the pavilion in Loushan does the opposite. A couple of couplets totals two. Words.

"Dream" while "waking up".

Lu Chen smiled and said, "The opposite will move towards Tao, and the opposite will move towards Tao."

The world generally acknowledges that the matter of cultivating Taoism is going against the sky. Everyone recognizes it, but no one wants to talk more.

Real people live on land, immortal masters move mountains and seas, lift the sun and the moon, live forever, live with the heavens and the earth, and so on.

Isn't it the biggest "great rebellion" in the world? As a result, this group of people has become a master of human beings, is it considered a slander in the world?

Chen Ping’an and the young emperor left, came here, walked into the pavilion, did not take off those cloth shoes, sat cross-legged on the bench, took out the dry tobacco rod, tied the pipe to the bamboo rod, and began to rub the tobacco, mixed with wild mountains. Shenmozi, sweet-scented osmanthus, dry tobacco rods were dropped into a small piece of no-character jade plate with a red string.

"Tell me, what does that Zhou Mi think?"

Lu Chen shrunk his shoulders, leaned against the pavilion, and leaned on the bench. He looked up at the sky, "He."

"Hao Ran Jia Sheng, whose real name is Jia Mo, is not suitable for words and he will be silent. He is a talented person. When he has become a wild old fox, known as the sky and the sea, he is really careful in doing things."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I need you to say these old almanacs?"

Lu Chen said: "Because Pang Dao has never dealt with him, he can only make some guesses. He probably thinks that only when we have ‘us’ can we distinguish between good and evil, and the difference between right and wrong."

"There is no reason to talk to this kind of person. To put it nicely, the two sides quarrel, tell the chicken to talk to the duck, or say that the public is reasonable and the wife is reasonable. I can’t persuade the other party. Maybe it’s called Dadao Different Ways. To put it ugly, the other side is a kind of road that has been self-certified, can justify itself, and do its own way. As for the road under Zhou Mi’s feet, can it be called a certain way? Seeing the avenue now, you can’t see it, and someone will look back later. No matter who it is now, of course the poor master is an exception. For the rest of us, how carefully the avenue evolves is not necessarily what Zhou Mi has in mind. The way you think about it. But in the current situation, no one wants to be the repeat customer, and they don’t want to do that in the future. Therefore, the previous riverside discussion, even the fierce aunt in our continent, one in order to be among the fourteenth She is the one who can refine everything, but she is the first cultivator to propose to dismiss Zhou Mi. Of course, it's not that she has an antagonism with Zhou Mi, or she knows that Zhou Mi's future is definitely not the future she wants in my continent."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "This my continent, I will never take the initiative to provoke her."

The implication is that you and my continent don't come to provoke me.

Lu Chen hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, rolled his sleeves vigorously, the landscape was hazy, two Taoist priests were faintly visible, sitting and talking.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a hibiscus crown on his head and a gentle temperament. A young Taoist priest, wearing a lotus crown, was suave and romantic.

Before he left Bai Yujing, he had an extremely exhausting deduction in front of his junior brother Lu Chen, and finally came up with three results.

One is that everyone can practice, and they are all cultivators. All the spiritual beings who are expected to develop their body and form can also practice steadily. In this way, will the whole world be in an orderly manner? It can even be the monk of the ten thousand races in the world, no longer need to fight on the snail horns, no need to send this body in the stone flames, but merge into a long river of brilliance, and travel together again and again to explore the world, to open up the territory, and each choose one. Chuxingchen serves as the dojo, each branching out...

Second, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is completely gathered in a few places, and the world seems to have entered an age of impossibility to do the end of the law early, falling into a situation where it is difficult for clever women to cook without rice. Therefore, there are spiritual beings in the world, except for a handful of "hanging" "In addition, without exception, they are not allowed to practice, and these people must not interfere with the movement of the heavens and the earth, at most they are confined to a certain "one corner of the earth", hidden in the big world, and at ease in the small world, and must also follow Certain secret agreements can only be shot in a certain heaven and earth catastrophe to change the trajectory of heaven and earth.

The third kind is to fall into chaos completely. Disorder is the only order.

In fact, there is a fourth result.

But the big brother did not let Lu Chen go to observe the Tao, because the Tao is not Tao.

Lu Chen guessed it.

It is "Heaven and Earth are One".

This is what Haoran Jason used to be, and then Wild and careful, what he wanted to accomplish.

Lu Chen rolled up his sleeves again, and after distracting the scene, he stretched out a jade-white palm with the back of the hand facing up and the palm facing down. "If I change to me, it is Zhou Mi. First of all, become one, make great practice one."

Turning the palm of his hand, Lu Chen smiled and said, "Secondly, his body is a billion trillion."

"Then, it doesn't matter what kind of cultivating, proving, and prospering, there is no such worry."

Lu Chen continued: "And then..."

Chen Ping'an suddenly frowned slightly.

Lu Chen gently bumped the pavilion with his head a few times, and said with a knowing smile: "The ‘incarnation’ that Pang Dao talked about is not only transformed into a spiritual being."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Go on."

Understood, it is not just the five worlds today, but the heaven suppressed by Bai Yujing, the **** suppressed by the Western Buddhist kingdom,

And all the ancient stars, etc., were all refined. It's like being made by a monk as a life thing.

Collapse into one, break into zero.

In this realm, any sword that cuts through the galaxy in the sky, or a light breath that can blow away an ancient star, is nothing like a Taoist method.

If you are a monk in the fourteenth realm, or even a fifteenth realm, facing the thoroughness of the harmony, it is all vain, because it is part of his great path.

Chen Ping'an raised Erlang's legs, held the cigarette stick, tapped the sole of the shoe, knocked off the ashes, re-attached the tobacco, and continued to swallow the clouds and fog.

Lu Chen couldn't help but sighed: "The thousand-year-old house will be replaced by a hundred owners, and it will be demolished and cleaned a year and renewed a year."

Chen Ping'an twisted his wrist and put the dry tobacco rod into the square inch, "Teacher Lu, after talking about the emptiness, let's talk about the real thing."

Lu Chen's head was as big as a dustpan. Hearing this honorific title of "Master Lu", he knew there was nothing good.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand, "Six grains of rain money."

Lu Chen helplessly said: "You have to give gifts when you come to the house. This is a necessary etiquette. Besides, Ni Fuzi, and the fellow fellow daoist, are only two rainy coins. For them, what does the drizzle have to do with the hermit?"

Chen Ping’an said: “Then let’s not talk about the two of them. I also have a gift that will be given to the Huangliang Pie, so my two Gu Yu coins were converted into 20 small summer coins and brought them."

After hearing the string, Lu Chen had no choice but to fumble and take out a bunch of small summer money, which were all orphans collected by Lu Zhangjiaodong with a hoe.

Chen Ping’an chose twenty, put them in his sleeves, and stood up, “Before I go down the mountain and before you return to Bai Yujing, I also have a picture scroll. , Read it again."

Lu Chen wanted to speak but stopped.

I want to ask, since Pang Dao has seen it all, can you stop watching it?

It's just that inside the pavilion, there is already a vision, and it is like a dream again.

Between heaven and earth.

A huge dharma statue sits in the sky at the northernmost tip of Aquarius Island.

The catastrophe is approaching, and the sea of ​​clouds slowly hangs down, approaching the head of the dharma image.

The scholar raised his head with a smile on his face.

A celestial immortal spoke loudly, speaking with the law. Leifa is full of clouds, and lightning is like thousands of dragons walking in the sea of ​​clouds.

Then there was another golden palm, which churned out a huge hole in the sea of ​​clouds. This majestic fairy sitting high on the top of the sea of ​​clouds calls himself "this seat".

The Confucian figure of Weishuang on the temples, his palms changed into fists, and he stretched out his hand to shake the bead in his heart.

It was at this moment that the small town within the Lizhu Cave that year was instantly like night.

The immortal sitting on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, like sitting on the top of a well, seemed to be overlooking the frog at the bottom of the well, with sarcasm and laughter.

There is a word that vibrates like thunder, "I will play with you first!"

With this, twelve flying swords pierced the sea of ​​clouds from the sky and fell into the world. The golden giant opened a pair of pure golden eyes, and he was lazy, sitting cross-legged, with his fists on his knees, and a finger with his right fist. , Flick your fingers. A flying sword pierced the imaginary arm of the Confucianist Faxiang's fist if he was ordered. The golden giant above the sea of ​​clouds stretched out a finger in each of his hands. Every time the finger was raised and lowered, the finger was gently rotated, and there was a flying sword drawing an arc. The entire arm of the Confucianist's law was stabbed with thousands of holes by the flying sword. .

Splash the cold water of the spring breeze with a rain of flying swords.

Numerous golden silk threads seep out from the sea of ​​clouds.

The thunder magic dragon in three colors, with bright electric light, intertwined three large nets, like a knife, to wipe away the Confucianism.

At the same time, a great array of heaven and earth was formed, absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth frantically, isolating the Confucian scholar from the avenue of the awe-inspiring world, and at the same time preventing this person's feet from falling on the ground of Aquarius.

Even if Confucian scholars are scholars in the world, the two who shot are Bai Yujing gods who have crossed the world. The time and place are right, and they can't be given to the former!

The golden giant fell with a punch and directly punched the raised hand of the snow-white face. The palm of the latter's palm was smashed out of a big pit, and his palm broke and shattered. After that, his arm was smashed by the punch.

Only half of his arm remained.

The Confucian student's left hand was always held empty and motionless.

However, from the fist of the virtual grip, to the arm to the shoulder, there have been chapters of the thunder method and Tao tactics covered with treasures of green chapters, and every text that contains the true meaning of thunder method is as big as a house.

The **** on the cloud joined together to make a sword tactic, slashed down, and cut off the fist of the Confucian scholar from the shoulder.

The broken arm was blown to pieces by those Dao Jue texts on the spot.

With only half of his right arm left, the Confucianist raised it up and tilted it out again, blocking the bead like an umbrella to cover the rain, and at the same time he swept the bead back to protect him.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the golden giant hit the head of the Confucianist with a fist,

In a world of law formations, huge ripples of Qi were stirred up.

With every punch, the Confucianist's legal status fell by one point.

The body has no arms, only a dangling fist that has no arms connected to the body.

A terrible image is just to guard the remaining fist.

The way of the scholar, his lips moved slightly, and he read silently, as if he was still in the school, facing the children with immature faces and clean eyes, and for those students who would call themselves "Mr. Qi", the last lecture was given. .

The stars revolve, the sun and the moon pass the bamboo, the four eras are imperial, the yin and yang are greatly transformed, the wind and rain are beneficial, all things get their harmony and life, and each gets its cultivation...

In the rural school without Mengtong, the Confucian scholars with frosty white temples are covered with snow-white heads. Qi orifices are bleeding and bloody.

finally.

The soul is broken, not enough to support the body, like a piece of porcelain falling heavily to the ground, but it is broken silently, like a spring breeze in the world coming and going.

It seems that from beginning to end, the Confucian scholars did not fight back, just parry.

Taoism is not high enough?

Has quietly entered the fourteenth realm, and had three natal characters at that time.

good temper?

Wensheng's direct disciple, in fact, the best temper is left and right, and the worst is this one.

It was the man who stepped Zhengyang Mountain on the ground with one foot, and even the one who joked that Jiazi would step on Zhengyang Mountain with one foot before.

As the third head of Bai Yujing taught, Lu Chen's expression changed slightly. He wanted to speak a few times, but he stopped talking, and finally didn't say anything.

Chen Pingan stood in the pavilion, looked into the distance, and said, "Don't pretend to be guilty, I know you Lu Chen is not afraid of this at all."

As expected, Lu Chen immediately recovered his calm expression, and said in a calm tone: "You shouldn't use your enthusiasm, you should borrow a Dao Fa."

And the green shirt guest, who is no longer a straw-shoe boy, also looked calm.

Because all emotions are cut one by one.

There is me Qi Jingchun in the world. Two happy.

But I can only meet one Mr. Qi.

The brother once said a word from right to left.

Reasonable and useful, what do I do with swords?

So practice sword!

Being able to be in Suishan in the middle earth, tell Zhou You freely that I, Chen Ping'an, will become a pure sword repairman in the fourteenth realm.

In my life, Chen Ping’an, through the mountains and rivers, must not just make a living, never just seek a living.

So learn boxing!

Only in that weird place, Chen Ping'an, and that weird existence can finally say "a level higher than your fist".

On the twelfth floor of the Fifth City of Baiyujing, Jiang Zhaomo, the owner of the Ziqi Tower, is known as the second master of Yu Dou, the highest swordsmanship, and also martial arts.

In addition, the old city master who is proficient in Lei Fa, Pang Ding, has the title of "humbly." He has extremely old aptitude and long dao age. He is known as the first person in the Qingming world to practice thunder technique. At the same time, he also practiced the five elements technique, all of which are extremely accomplished.

And these two are all from the same line as the second son of Taoism.

Originally, Chen Ping'an was destined to not be able to see this picture of time before he reached the fourteenth realm.

Moreover, Lu Chen was kept in the dark about re-checking this picture scroll.

In this way, Chen Ping'an started to study the arithmetic of Yin-Yang family very early.

In fact, it is true. Chen Ping'an had said to the sword bearer many years ago that I might learn a little yin and yang technique in the future.

Back then, when I first met a swordsman with a donkey wearing a hat and a donkey, I had a conversation with a boy in straw sandals.

The young man said that there are some revenges that must be avenged. As long as there is no revenge for a day, then he will live for a hundred years and he will be able to remember 96 years!

The swordsman asked with a smile, you have eaten the remaining four years.

The boy replied stubbornly. Before I was five years old, I had parents who were ignorant and didn't count.

Chen Pingan raised his head and looked towards the sky.

Big irregularities are small disrespect, Jiang Zhaomo and Pang Ding, when Chen Ping’an, I’m in the Qingming world, you two will be careful when walking at night. The ship capsized in the gutter and died in the ditch, which is just a coffin.

Therefore, the three empty coffins in the small building in the "Lv Gong Temple Site" were actually Chen Ping'an telling Lu Chen.

Three coffins, Jiang Zhaomo one, Pang Ding one, Yu Dou.

As long as you Lu Chen don't lie down, it has nothing to do with you.

Lu Chen stood up and smiled and said: "Understood. After this goodbye, the landscape is swaying, you and I...what do you say?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I do my own way."