Sword of Coming

This rain contained an unusual gloomy evil spirit. After Chen Pingan said it, the key to the cessation of the two groups of wealthy families in the grotto was not the earnest words about not walking in the narrow way, or even the lamplight talisman that Chen Pingan held in his arms. , but only in one sentence, "The old gods of Jingui Temple have not yet taken action."

This means that Jingui Temple is either planning to act later, showing its weakness to the enemy and luring the snake out of its hole, or it is invincible and can only shrink back to avoid its sharp edge.

No matter what the reason is, even if there is some romance in this kind of fight between gods on the mountain, the Yanzhizhai woman from Yunxiao Kingdom is still unwilling to get involved with her wealth and life. The old demon Zhu Fengxian is a mature and prudent person. The purpose of this mountain climbing is to build a ladder for his granddaughter to practice Taoism and reach the sky. Jin Guiguan can take advantage of the opportunity to recruit a proud disciple. Both sides just get what they need. The Daze Gang is not a dwarf. Zhu Fengxian was not happy to serve as a pawn for Jinding Temple Taoist.

Chen Pingan returned to the original place. Pei Qian dug out a small stone slab from nowhere and used it as a small bench for Chen Pingan. He squatted on the ground and wiped the soil with his hands. He raised his head and consoled him: "Master, you are still very elegant. Yes, there are some flaws in the final stage, but they can be ignored.”

To conclude, he learned it by watching Lu Baixiang play chess with others. Pei Qian learned a lot from spending time with the four people in the picture scroll, such as the battle tactics of Lao Wei, "fighting on the battlefield, right?" The one-character Long Snake Formation and the Dragon Gate Formation are just six characters of fixed rows, vertical and horizontal, and in the end, everyone kills them with swords and chops them away randomly according to their own abilities." I learned some rules of chess and chess from Xiaobai, and learned a few ways to make side dishes to accompany wine with Zhu Lian. Zhu Lian saw that she often played tricks and was still hardworking, so he gave Pei Qian a novel about Jianghu Rangers, which was very interesting. Pei Qian forgot about food and sleep, and asked Sui Youyou for advice on many slangs in the world, such as "If you want to live from now on, keep the money that buys your life", "If you dare to cut the path, take a shot from me" and so on.

Zhang Shanfeng glanced at the rain curtain outside, worried, and said softly: "It is raining so heavily and has been falling for such a long time. Even the monks in the sea-viewing realm may not be able to withstand it, unless they have already set up the rain diversion formation, but If this kind of handiwork is really drawn by the formation rather than one's own Taoism, it is like throwing snow on the ground from the sky and paying for it, so it is more likely that it is a monk in the Longmen realm. I don't know what kind of realm the Taoist priests in Jinguiguan are. Can Qi practitioners cope with this rain that affects the destiny of a place's landscape?"

Zhang Shanfeng didn't have a loud voice, but Zhu Fengxian and the old woman Yanzhizhai are both martial arts masters in the world. If you pay a little attention, you can hear it clearly. Zhu Fengxian didn't care about "eavesdropping" and smiled at the old woman: "Since Yanzhizhai is related to Jingui Temple Not bad, you must know the master’s level of immortal magic, right?”

The old woman hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "According to legend, Guanzhang Guo is two hundred years old, and he is the one who is like a dragon in the clouds, capable of calling wind and rain at the Dragon Gate level."

Zhu Fengxian frowned and said: "Isn't it the rumor that has been making a lot of noise recently that Zhang Guo has been in seclusion for decades, and this time he successfully came out of seclusion and has become a legendary land god?"

The old woman smiled bitterly and said: "The earthly immortal who formed the golden elixir is so detached from the world, why should he accept disciples? Just focus on cultivation and point straight to the road. If it were the old gang leader Zhu who became a guest of the gods, he would still be willing to live in the mud. Picking up money in the pond? Even if there is real gold and silver in the mud, we people in the world are rare. We have to bend down and touch it in the mud. Would the gods on the mountain be curious? However, the view points out that it does have the appearance of an earthly immortal. It is absolutely true. , Old Gang Leader Zhu, there’s no need to doubt, it’s just a matter of time, your granddaughter will become a disciple of Zhang Guo and practice at Jingui Temple, her future will not be bad.”

Zhu Fengxian nodded and his expression improved slightly.

Zhu Fengxian, a seventh-level warrior, would be wary of Longmen realm monks, but he would never be too afraid. He had already counted the number of Dongfu realm and Guanhai realm monks who died in his hands.

But Zhu Fengxian was willing to pay enough respect to a Taoist priest from the Longmen Realm who was expected to become a Golden Elixir Earth Immortal in the future, and he was already qualified enough to serve as his granddaughter's preacher.

The Daze Gang will definitely spend a sum of filial piety money every year and send people secretly to Jingui Temple in Qingyao Mountain.

Zhang Shanfeng sighed in his heart. It's not that the people on the mountain don't know what's going on on the mountain. The gods in the minds of Zhu Fengxian and Yanzhizhai old woman are too high to walk in the void and not touch the mud. What about the Jindan earth immortals? They need to work hard to accumulate wealth and practice. It is the biggest bottomless pit of selling gold in the world. It's just that most of the earthly immortals, except for the wild cultivators in Shanze who are accustomed to being casual, and the great monks who own the mountain caves, do not need to take care of the general affairs themselves. They have people in their own sects to take care of the relationships. They only need to concentrate on cultivating Taoism. In this way , the old woman from Yanzhizhai barely guessed half of it right.

At this moment, in the deep mountains amid the rain in the distance, there was sudden lightning and thunder, the earth trembled, the wind and rain tilted, and there were loud noises like the roar of a lion, one after another.

After a while, the vision stopped, and there was only this heavy rain left in the sky and the earth.

About a stick of incense later, on the right side of Sui in the grotto, Zhu Lian and Zhu Fengxian looked up at the outside of the grotto almost at the same time.

Zhu Fengxian looked as usual, but his heart tightened.

Among the young immortal master's followers, there were actually two people who had keen intuition that was not weaker than his own?

You must know that you are one of the four great masters of Qingluan, Qingshan, and Yunxiao. Although the battle with the immortal thirty years ago damaged some of your martial arts foundations, after thirty years of healing, you still have not returned to the peak of martial arts, and you have become He is at the bottom of the four great masters, but he is still a well-deserved great master.

This Buddhist and Taoist event that has been held for three consecutive years has attracted many monks who hide their heads but hide their tails. However, there are only a handful of top masters in the world. Some of the so-called little masters are just seven in name only. A martial artist with a weak foundation. If he really wants to distinguish between life and death, he cannot withstand a few punches from the four of them.

Why did so many people appear at once during this encounter in the mountains? In addition to the beautiful woman carrying a sword, the rickety old man who seems approachable, the majestic sword-wielding man, and the taciturn and capable man, who is clearly a master of martial arts with strong ideas, this is Zhu Fengxian from beginning to end. The only reason to look at Chen Pingan with admiration. Clouds follow dragons and winds follow tigers. If that young immortal master is a snake and cat, how can he subdue these martial arts masters?

The heavy rain gradually subsided.

In the rain curtain, many young Taoist priests and little Taoist boys came together. The Taoist priest Jin Guiguan came first, with a face as beautiful as jade and a charming smile. The Taoists behind him not only held their own umbrellas, but also each held a handful of oil-paper umbrellas. Only the last one The Taoist priest in front had nothing else in his hands. After entering the grotto, he put away his wet oil-paper umbrella. His demeanor was graceful and graceful. It was different from the rich and noble aura of a noble son from aristocratic families. It had a unique charm. He looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "There is a demon causing trouble. There is no need to panic if I try to use rain to destroy my Golden Osmanthus view of the mountains and rivers. Our conservator and two close friends who came from afar have put away their magical powers. You can rest assured to follow me to the mountain. The demons have been punished and no one has escaped the law. .”

The old woman from Yanzhizhai secretly glanced at the girl "Qingcheng". The old woman's eyes were full of uncontrollable excitement. When she saw the thunderous thunder, she had already made some lucky guesses, and her mood was very excited. Once she took it seriously, she would be beaten by the teacher. Qingcheng, who had high hopes for this apprenticeship, was unlikely to have any accidents happen. At this moment, when she heard the handsome Taoist priest confirm that "the master's close friend came to help," the old woman thought of the immortal appearance on the hanging portrait collected by her grandma, her ancestor. The time was full of mixed feelings. Before her death, her grandma still asked the young woman and a senior sister to hold the two ends of the scroll and spread out the scroll, so that she could take a last look at the man in the portrait.

This time they took the trouble to escort "Qingcheng" up the mountain to practice Taoism. It was Yanzhi Zhai who was sent to Yanzhizhai by order of the immortal man. This was the first time in more than a hundred years that he took the initiative to talk to Yanzhizhai. Everyone was overjoyed.

The handsome Taoist priest with an elegant and elegant temperament said with a smile: "These oil-paper umbrellas have an ordinary surface, but the handles are made by our predecessors in Guan Nei with spiritual energy and cinnamon branches. They can resist evil winds and rain, no matter what happens." You don’t have to worry about evil spirits invading you when you enter the mountains and lakes, or walk alone to the tomb at night, holding our Taoist temple’s osmanthus umbrella. They will retreat and flee when you encounter this umbrella. The temple owner is worried that there are family members in your team who have never practiced martial arts. Women and children, they made a special trip for us to go down the mountain to deliver umbrellas.”

More than ten Guizhi umbrellas, a specialty of Jinguiguan, were given away.

A little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth met his only peer Pei Qian early. As soon as his uncle sent him a message to give him an umbrella, he immediately ran quickly to the little girl Hei Tan. The Taoist boy handed over the cinnamon branch umbrella in his hand and grinned.

Pei Qian didn't care about the little Jinguiguan umbrella, but Chen Ping'an was nearby, so the "teacher's family rules" still had to be talked about, so she declined the oil-paper umbrella from the little Taoist boy, and then talked to the little guy honestly Acknowledgments.

The little Taoist boy was a little worried and said that this rain should not be underestimated. It is the most likely to hurt people's yang energy. People with weak bodies and people with weak fortunes will soon get the root of the disease, and then even taking medicine will not work. Anyway, this The umbrella is lent to you by their Taoist temple. They don't charge money, so why don't you take it? It has a cinnamon twig handle and is not heavy.

Pei Qian only regretted that he couldn't roll his eyes.

Looking at the cute little Taoist boy who was explaining to Pei Qian the seriousness of the rain, Chen Pingan smiled, rubbed Pei Qian's head, asked her to accept the oil-paper umbrella, and then looked at the handsome Taoist priest, "This Taoist priest Chief, I heard that Guiguan opened a mountain to recruit disciples this time, I wonder if we outsiders who happen to be meeting this time can go up to the mountain to watch the grand event and make some noise?"

The handsome Taoist priest smiled and nodded, "Of course. After climbing the mountain, you just need to get a booklet and pay attention to some Taoist taboos recorded on it."

The little Taoist boy immediately turned to the handsome Taoist priest and shouted: "Uncle Master, I know the items in the booklet by heart. Otherwise, why don't you ask me to explain it to this young master?"

The handsome Taoist priest smiled and said: "If the young master is willing to listen to your chatter, you can just accompany the young master to climb the mountain."

Chen Pingan thanked the two Jin Guiguan Taoist priests, one big and one small, with fists in his hands, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Taoist priest. Thank you for your help, little Taoist priest."

Chen Pingan turned to look at Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng. They nodded slightly, indicating that there was nothing wrong with climbing the mountain to visit.

After making up her mind, Xu Yuanxia was even more delighted. Jingui Temple has been closed all year round to thank guests, making it impossible for outsiders to appreciate its elegance. There were rumors at the foot of Qingluan Mountain that the goddess in Baishui Temple scattered flowers and osmanthus all over the ground. The source of those golden osmanthus was These are the thousand-year-old osmanthus trees behind the Golden Osmanthus Temple, and an immortal who travels around the world descended to the Taoist temple, pointed at the osmanthus tree, and said with a golden tongue: "I planted it in this month."

Yellow Niu had not even entered the cave before. After all, he was born as a monster. This time, something happened again. The Taoist monks may not be suspicious. Once he arouses the suspicion of Jingui Temple, Chen Pingan will have to explain a lot. Fortunately, Huangniu is also familiar with the mountain. Dispute told Chen Pingan in his heart from far away in the grotto that it had been lurking and waiting at the foot of the mountain recently. Unless the Earth Fairy was patrolling, it would not be easy to find its whereabouts. Chen Pingan asked it to be careful and to just run to Qingyao Mountain if necessary. He will come forward and make it clear.

The Taoist temple is at the top of Qingyao Mountain. The road is muddy and difficult to climb. From the foot of the mountain to the gate of the Taoist temple, the widest part of the path is only suitable for three people walking side by side. There is no need for horse-drawn carriages to pass. This shows that Jingui Temple is really not willing to deal with the people at the foot of the mountain. .

Chen Ping'an and the others went to the Qinghu Palace in Qingjing Mountain and built a three-thousand-step elixir staircase, which was even more magnificent than the elixir wall of the imperial palace.

Jingui Temple is not big, but it can only accommodate forty or fifty Taoists practicing. Those who are taking their juniors to climb the mountain have early asked people to build huts on the mountainside of Qingyao Mountain as a shelter. Jingui Temple does not stop this, and some are quick-minded. , and was a powerful force in the Qingluan Kingdom. Seeing that Jin Guiguan was easy to talk to, they simply hired dozens of young people halfway up the mountain and started construction. The scale of the houses they built was no less than an inn or restaurant in a busy city.

Jingui Temple is an uncommon jungle temple. But according to the handsome Taoist priest’s chat, the property of the Taoist temple does not entirely belong to the French lineage of the Taoist tradition, and the temple owner will receive Qingluan when he accepts disciples. With the golden and jade genealogy issued by the imperial court, as long as you worship under the sect of Zhang Guo instead of simply living in Jingui Temple to practice, you will be naturalized as a genealogy master. I am afraid that this is the wealthy and powerful family in the world. If you are willing The fundamental reason why the younger generations of the family flock here.

Only those big Taoist palaces will have three capitals, five masters and eighteen heads. Jingui Temple only has forty or fifty people, so naturally there is not so much attention. Excluding the temple masters, there are only five or six heads, including three liang of deacons and Kutou. The handsome Taoist priest Xu Borui is the drummer of Jingui Temple. After all, no matter how small the Taoist temple is, bells and drums are still indispensable.

If we were to say that the largest temple of descendants in the world, without any doubt, it must be the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth.

Zhang Guo, the old god of this Taoist temple, will leave the matter of accepting disciples for the day after tomorrow. Zhu Fengxian's Daze Gang, as one of the largest local snakes in Qingluan Kingdom, has already built a temple halfway up the mountain with a heavy investment of more than 100,000 yuan in silver. The "summer palace" of the two was extremely eye-catching among the many buildings. It seemed that Zhu Fengxian had no doubts about his granddaughter's selection.

Yanzhizhai also hired people to build a unique courtyard garden, but the Taoist priest Xu Borui said bluntly: "Liu Qingcheng and Zhu Ziyang can enter together with Pindao. Jingui Temple has already prepared two elegant rooms."

Then Xu Borui smiled at Chen Ping'an and said: "The Taoist temple is simple and does not provide good hospitality to guests. There are only two houses left. If you are willing to live alone, you can go up the mountain with Pindao now. If you don't want to be separated from your friends, there is no other place." If you can stay here, Pindao can come forward and help the young master say hello to some acquaintances from the Qingluan Kingdom, and stay here for a few days. It won’t be a big deal, but it will be a good deed for forming a good relationship."

Zhu Fengxian laughed loudly and said, "Why do you need to go to such trouble, Taoist Master Xu? Just let the young master and his entourage live with me."

The old woman from Yanzhizhai also wanted to invite Chen Ping'an and his party, but unfortunately they were all women and needed to avoid suspicion, so they couldn't open their mouths. She could only watch as this great good fortune was snatched away by the vulgar warriors of the Daze Gang.

When the mountain rain stopped, Chen Pingan asked Xu Borui if he could go and see the Taoist osmanthus tree today. Xu Borui smiled and said that he was fine, but he needed to lead the way and was not allowed to walk around the Taoist temple.

So Chen Pingan took Pei Qian, Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia to continue climbing together, while the four people in the picture scroll followed the "old devil of Qingluan Kingdom" Zhu Fengxian to his residence.

The little Taoist boy likes to be close to Pei Qian, holding a large number of oil-paper umbrellas in his arms. There is no way, he is the youngest in the Taoist temple, and the rest are mostly old antiques with few teeth left when they open their mouths, or they are serious Taoist priests like my junior uncle Xu Borui, and it is not easy to meet someone who can chat. Of course, the little Taotong, who is of the same age, is very excited.

Pei Qian was a little impatient. Why was there such a chirping little sparrow? Shouldn't the monks on the mountain look like blind, dumb, and deaf people?

Liu Qingcheng, a girl from Yanzhizhai, and Zhu Ziyang, the granddaughter of Immortal Zhu Feng. After leaving their master and the protection of their elders, the former shrank, while the latter was not afraid of anything. She had been confirming with Taoist Xu Borui whether some rumors about Jin Guiguan were true or false. Xu Borui should be a gentle person. The man who was born in the world answered one by one, without adding any extraneous details or hiding anything, which made Zhu Ziyang feel good about Jingui Temple.

Liu Qingcheng mustered up his courage and asked softly to the round-faced girl from the Daze Gang: "So you're not called 'Wight'?"

Zhu Ziyang slapped his forehead and said, "How could there be such an innocent charlatan like you?"

He didn't directly say that the oval-faced girl was stupid, but Zhu Ziyang was showing mercy.

From the corner of his eye, Zhu Ziyang caught a glimpse of the exquisite short knife on Liu Qingcheng's waist. The bamboo scabbard was inscribed with "Qi'er" and asked with a smile: "Your short knife is very beautiful. Can you take a look at it?"

Liu Qingcheng shook his head and said timidly: "This is the relic of my great ancestor, grandma, and cannot be handed over to others casually."

Zhu Ziyang still wanted to be entangled, Liu Borui smiled and said: "Zhu Ziyang, don't force others to make things difficult for you. If you practice in the same sect in the future, you must pay attention to it."

Zhu Ziyang had a good impression of this handsome Taoist priest who was one of the direct disciples of the Guan Zhang Guo. He might soon be his "senior brother" in Jingui Guan, so he let go of the soft-tempered little aunt Yanzhizhai next to him.

Liu Qingcheng looked gratefully at the Taoist priest, who laughed it off.

Chen Pingan looked at the two girls who were about to become cultivators on the mountain, and naturally thought of the encounter in Caiyi Kingdom. A girl with a bell once fought side by side with Chen Pingan, and together they defeated demons. Although her moral character was not high, she did not cause any trouble. She was a very chivalrous girl, and later she became a disciple of the Shen Gao Sect that was envied by others. There is also the suffering brother and sister whom we first met in the woodshed. Now the two children can be considered half practitioners.

The mystery of the world lies in the drinking room.

When they arrived at the Taoist temple, two lucky girls, Zhu Ziyang and Liu Qingcheng, were taken to the cave by the Taoist priests. The little Taoist boy and his senior brothers went to place the cinnamon twig umbrellas. These objects are very valuable. If they are willing to sell them to people at the foot of the mountain, I heard what Uncle Xu said. The sky-high price that can be sold for thousands of taels of silver is worthy of the "Moon Palace" cinnamon branches split from the ancestral laurel tree. The little Taoist boy dreamed about it. A cinnamon branch umbrella handle is so valuable, and the six cassia trees are sold at a discount. Now, why should our green mountain be transformed into a huge mountain of gold and silver?

Xu Borui led Chen Ping'an and his party alone through the small silent Taoist temple, to the back door, and walked straight away. After the rain and the sky cleared, the field of vision was clear and wide, and one could already see the tall and ancient osmanthus trees with their lush branches and leaves. , the tree in the middle is particularly towering. Each old osmanthus tree has its own name. Xu Berry introduced them one by one, which mountain master said what witty words under which tree. Xu Berry told them one by one, concisely and yet humorously.

There are bluestone paths crisscrossing between the osmanthus trees, and there are stone tables and benches under the shade of the trees. The stone table under the ancestral osmanthus tree has a tabletop carved into a chessboard by the Taoist temple. Xu Borui stayed here for a moment and rubbed it with his fingers. There is a chessboard on the table. He said with a smile that this chessboard was not carved with a knife, but was made by a swordsman from a foreign country who traveled here. He breathed sword energy and "measured" it with the sharp sword energy. The Taoist priest in the temple once used a measuring ruler to carefully After gesturing, I found that there was no difference in the vertical and horizontal distances. Therefore, the sword immortal must be at least a Jindan sword cultivator, or even a Nascent Soul sword immortal who was not born in Aquarius Continent.

Speaking of this, Xu Borui was in high spirits and said with a smile: "A long time ago, there was a senior in our temple who insisted on getting to the bottom of things. He traveled thousands of miles and made a special trip to Fengxue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden to search for that person. As a swordsman, he met many famous sword cultivators and finally came to the conclusion that it was most likely Li Tuanjing and Li Dajianxian, the leader of Aquarius Continent Nascent Soul in Fengleiyuan. Unfortunately, after that senior returned to the Taoist temple, he no longer had the mental strength to do so. Returning to Fenglei Garden to confirm this matter, it became an unsolved case for a hundred years."

Chen Pingan cheered and said: "I once saw the swordsmanship of Master Li Yuan of Fenglei Garden through the scroll of the Immortal Family on a ferry. It was very powerful. Unfortunately, after the feud between Master Li Yuan and Zhengyang Mountain was known, it was said that the army had been resolved. , I don’t know if Fengleiyuan can still find the reincarnation of this sword immortal, so that he can return to the mountain gate to practice and renew his fate."

Xu Borui said in surprise: "Li Dajianxian has died?!"

It seems that Jin Guiguan has indeed become somewhat indifferent to worldly affairs in the past hundred years.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I heard that is the case, but what is the truth? Li Dajian's cultivation is as high as the sky. I dare not make any judgments. Maybe he is looking for an opportunity to break the bottleneck of the Jade Pu Realm."

Liu Baqiao of Fengleiyuan can be regarded as one of Chen Pingan's few friends on the mountain.

Liu Baqiao once used his sword to chase Chen Ping'an's ferry for the sake of the fairy Su Jia, and the two sides met once.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an knew that Li Tuanjing's military solution was absolutely true. However, as a friend of Liu Baqiao, it was of course difficult for him to tell outsiders about such a major event, and he would use knowing the inside story of the matter as a way to show off.

But Chen Ping'an, who is used to seeing people in the subtleties, suddenly discovered that Xu Borui's eyes changed slightly after he casually said "Jade Pu Realm".

Only then did Chen Ping'an realize that not all Qi practitioners knew the names of the upper five realms, and they had even just looked up at the word "Earth Immortal" with eager eyes all their lives.

This is just like when Zhu He firmly believed that the end of martial arts was the top of the Nine Realms Mountains, and there was no possibility of going up.

However, Chen Pingan's current state of mind no longer cares about such innocuous mistakes. He travels around the world, makes grudges with pure martial artists, or climbs mountains to enjoy the scenery and interact with Qi practitioners. If he really wants to be restrained and restrained to the extreme, it may not be Good thing, some similar leaks may save a lot of trouble.

After seeing these immortal osmanthus trees in Jingui Temple, the Taoist temple tour came to an end. Xu Borui once again sent Chen Pingan and his party outside the mountain gate, solemnly inviting them to come here to watch the ceremony the day after tomorrow, and he would help arrange seats. Chen Pingan thanked him and then went down the mountainside. After walking more than a hundred steps, Xu Yuanxia looked back at the Taoist priest who had not yet turned around to enter the Taoist temple. She was still watching them leave. Xu Yuanxia turned back and smiled softly: "This Taoist priest, Xu, He is a thoughtful person, and he will definitely do well in Jinguiguan in the future."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "The Immortal Family's mansion on the mountain needs a front man who can treat people well."

Zhang Shanfeng was a little sad.

It was obvious that he was thinking of his master's sect. After working outside for several years, he missed his master's alcoholic nose and thunderous snoring.

If he hadn't met Chen Ping'an and Xu Yuanxia, ​​I'm afraid that this Heavenly Master with the surname of Longhu Mountain, who has not yet entered the genealogy, would have returned to Luzhou, Beiju, sadly.

When they arrived at the mansion compound built by the Daze Gang, there was already a shrewd and capable steward waiting at the gate for a long time. He bent slightly to the side and led Chen Ping'an and the others to their residence.

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After Chen Pingan and his party settled down respectively.

In a quiet and elegant house behind Jingui Temple, deeper than the osmanthus tree, Xu Borui stood respectfully in the courtyard.

The corridor under the eaves is extremely wide and clean, and there are three pairs of wooden clogs under the steps. An old Taoist with immortal style is the result of the concept, a monk in the Longmen realm.

There are also two distinguished guests who "acted righteously" to suppress the unruly people. In fact, they both had intersections with Chen Ping'an.

Jiang Yun, a burly young man, and Wei Liang, the governor of Qingluan Kingdom.

At this moment, the three of them were sitting around the table, each eating a bowl of plain noodles, spring bamboo shoots, mountain mushrooms, several wild vegetables that grow in the mountains in spring, oily gluten, and noodle soup cooked over a slow fire.

After Xu Borui expressed his general impressions of Chen Ping'an and his party, the spectator Zhuang Guo smiled and asked the disciple to step aside and rest.

The old Taoist priest asked: "Is it a coincidence, or did they find it by following the clues?"

Wei Liang thought about it and said, "What a coincidence. If it weren't for Xu Borui's great reputation, these people would have blocked the door of my house."

Wei Liang turned to look at Jiang Yun, "Looking at the change in your expression before, is it possible that you know this person?"

Jiang Yun nodded and said: "He is a local from Lizhu Cave Heaven. When we first met, he was still an ordinary citizen. After all these years, he has changed so much that I almost didn't recognize him. He is a nice person, but I guess this person is involved in a lot of things. We met him at Fengwei Ferry before, but I didn’t dare to chat with him more.”

Wei Liang smiled and said: "Since he is a native of Lizhudongtian, it is not surprising at all."

Jiang Yun had no objection to this.

Outsiders like him, who come to the door with gold and copper coins in search of opportunities, are actually not as good as a local who is waiting for good luck to fall on his head.

However, he is one of the luckier ones among the outsiders. He was able to take away the dragon-locking rope and refine it into a life object. This was a huge unexpected blessing. With the master's cultivation level, he was still shocked and very happy. He said with a smile Maybe he had deprived Yunlin Jiang family of a lot of luck to have such a great fortune. The iron chain hanging from the well was caught by him at a glance. After he succeeded, the master asked his friends to help him identify it, and came to the conclusion that it was at least a precious relic of a great monk in the Immortal Realm. Before all the restrictions on secret techniques were unlocked, It is already a genuine semi-immortal weapon.

It is rumored that the highest rank of this kind of dragon-locking rope is called the dragon-killing rope. Its power is even more exaggerated than the Dragon King basket that can imprison and capture the ancient earth immortal dragon. A great monk can easily tie up the dragon by throwing it out. With a flick of the hand, the dragon can be skinned and cramped on the spot, leaving only a spine and a Li bead.

However, the biggest opportunity in Lizhu Cave Sky is not in these "dead objects".

But no one can find those five little things by digging three feet into the ground. They can only rely on their lives.

Jiang Yun didn't even see one of them.

Zhang Guo, an old Taoist, put down his chopsticks and patted his belly, "I have been fasting for many years. In order to entertain you two first-class guests, I made an exception. I feel good."

Zhang Guo narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "Captain Wei, this time Jin Guiguan has spent so much effort to open the door to accept disciples, and also deliberately leaked the secret of my ancestor Gui Shu, who can refine semi-immortal weapons, so that unscrupulous people can Mixed in among them, he closed the door and beat the dogs, killing more than a dozen foreign monks for your Qingluan country. Didn’t the Emperor of the Tang family show any signs of it? "

Wei Liang smiled and said: "Expression? Yes, am I just sitting here eating a bowl of plain noodles?"

Zhang Guo pointed at Wei Liang, "The Taoist Patriarch was right back then, Iron Rooster! No wonder he wanted to pass down the word and ask Young Master Jin Gui to deal with your governor's mansion."

Wei Liang still had half a bowl of plain noodles left and had already put down his chopsticks. However, a burly young man took the bowl away. Wei Liang turned a blind eye and said to the spectator Zhuang Guo: "Just be content. When Jin Gui Temple was first built, there was little incense. Who invited Li Yuanjing to come to your place to eat some plain noodles? And this time, Zhang Guo invited Mr. Jiang from the Jiang family in Yunlin to come by yourself? Jiang Yun would be happy to have a bowl of plain noodles even if you served it to them. Pick up the chopsticks?"

Jiang Yun buried her head in eating the noodles, not wanting to give Wei Liang face, "A pair of chopsticks is enough, just a few more bowls of plain noodles."

Zhang Guo laughed and was in a good mood.

In my impression, each of the children of the Jiang family in Yunlin is more prominent than the other. This young monk named Jiang Yun is different. Since he is traveling with Wei Liang and has an irreversible relationship, he should not be a branch of the Jiang family. Origin, this is a bit interesting.

Wei Liang hesitated for a moment and said, "Zhang Guo, please take more care of that little girl from Yanzhizhai from now on."

Zhang Guo smiled playfully, "The paper knife 'Qi'er' attached to the little girl's waist should be the object you gave to a certain female ancestor of Yanzhi Zhai back then, right?"

Wei Liang sighed.

Zhang Guo didn't push too far. In fact, every monk in the fifth level of the world would have some love and hatred in this world. Looking back, it was just a passing cloud.

It depends on whether the monk misses the past or not.

In the early years of the feud under the mountain, when one of the parties becomes a fairy, the situation will be very complicated.

Monks hold grudges, and their grievances remain fresh for hundreds of years. There are often wealthy families in some places who have unexplained disasters. An unreasonable disaster will often wipe out the roots and leave no one alive.

The monk thinks about it, so the descendants of a certain mountain man for more than ten generations may have been able to quietly enjoy the blessings of their ancestors. Maybe even they themselves don’t know why they can escape from disaster after disaster. In the dark, it seems that they always There is a big hand protecting them from the wind and rain.

Zhang Guo said: "The one with the best qualifications among them is the little girl from the Daze Gang, the granddaughter of Zhu Fengxian. Now she is a three-level Qi practitioner. She should be the only one with the qualifications of an Earth Immortal. The other seventy or so people cannot achieve the highest achievement." It’s the Cave Mansion Realm of the little girl Yanzhizhai, and it’s the Hope Viewing Realm. So apart from Zhu Ziyang and Liu Qingcheng, I don’t think any of the other seven people have reached the middle five realms.”

Wei Liang and Jiang Yun said in unison: "Not necessarily."

Zhang Guo's eyes lit up, "Which one is it?!"

Wei Liang smiled but said nothing.

Jiang Yun raised his head, and also did not give an answer. Instead, he changed the subject and asked: "How about that monster that belongs to the earth ox? Didn't you think about taking it under your command a long time ago so that it can serve as your subordinate?" The mount of the Beiyue deity of Qingluan Kingdom?”

Wei Liang shook his head and said: "Forget it, chance is a matter of chance. I can only go with the flow. A twisted melon is not sweet. In fact, the Beiyue God has told me a long time ago that this ox looks docile and harmless, but in fact it is fierce. Longmen Who would be willing to confine a monster in this realm to a mountain top, be ridden by a mountain god all his life, and enter the Shinto? This is a fate that will never be restored. Once its ferocity is aroused, it is probably a disaster rather than a blessing for Beiyue's mountains and rivers. .”

Zhang Guo clicked his tongue and said: "If this demon can sit in the Qingyao Mountain of Pindao, it will be a mutually beneficial good thing. At worst, both parties will be equals. Jingui Temple will treat it as a mountain protector and enshrinement. Governor Wei, do you think it is feasible?"

Wei Liang still shook his head, his eyes were deep, and he reminded with a smile: "You'd better not mess with that Chen Ping'an. After this person leaves Lizhu Cave, he will most likely become a disciple of a certain Legalist master. You should be aware of the behavior of our Legalist disciples. We treat everyone equally on the mountain and down the mountain."

Zhang Guo said helplessly: "I know, there are four difficult ghosts on the mountain, the bullshit sword cultivator, the Mohist knife loaner, the Taoist priest in the master sword room, and the last one is your most unreasonable Legalist disciple."

Wei Liang smiled and said, "Are we being unreasonable?"

Zhang Guo felt a little guilty and suddenly laughed and said, "Then why don't you, Governor Wei, reason with that scalper monster?"

Wei Liang said calmly: "The laws of the world are people-oriented."

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In Chen Pingan's house, Pei Qian was copying books.

Zhang Shanfeng practiced diligently in his room next door.

This young Taoist priest from Luzhou, Beiju, claimed to have mediocre qualifications. His master was just pity that he had nowhere to go, so he pinched his nose and accepted him as a closed disciple. His subsequent cultivation path also proved his master's vision. Not bad, Zhang Shanfeng is indeed making slow progress, and has not yet successfully reached the fifth level. It's just that Zhang Shanfeng has a tough mind and has never been discouraged. His occasional disappointments are just due to his inability to conquer demons. In this matter, his attitude is exactly the same as Chen Ping'an's. It's just that the road lies at his feet. As long as he doesn't compete with him, When you compare people, you can't say whether your talent is good or bad, but you can walk firmly and steadily.

The so-called innate bones of Qi practitioners are very particular. The secret lies in the word "innate". The caves they open are different in size, which determines the amount of spiritual energy they can accommodate. In addition, there is also a difference in the speed of absorption. On top of this speed, there is also a difference in the degree of refining the essence of spiritual energy, whether it is a pitiful gurgling stream or an amazing rolling river. Only after this can you be qualified to pay attention to the atmosphere of the alchemy room and the quality of the future Nascent Soul.

Nowadays, Chen Pingan often practices the awkward posture of the Heaven and Earth Pillar, using his fingers to support the ground. However, after practicing boxing for so long, Chen Pingan has also figured out some tricks, such as practicing the three pillars of Shaking Mountain Fist at the same time, and walking six steps in the posture of Heaven and Earth Pillar. , and then pinch the Sword Furnace Technique with one hand. During this period, the sword energy will stop for eighteen seconds.

There is no other world.

But there is a price to pay. Chen Pingan often goes astray while "walking" on uninhabited mountain trails. He leaves the path that everyone is walking on and falls into a stream or down a hillside.

Later, Pei Qian came up with a stupid idea, tying a rope to the top of the hiking pole, and then tied it to the sword gourd around Chen Pingan's waist. Pei Qian walked in front, taking Chen Pingan with him. Of course, she now also needs to practice six Walking pile.

One big and one small, walking forward and backward like this, they are truly like-minded.

At this time, Chen Ping'an roughly drew a circle around the table and "walked" while standing upside down.

After Pei Qian finished copying the book, he read Chen Pingan's "Heaven and Earth Stake" countless times. Pei Qian still found it interesting no matter how he read it.

Chen Pingan turned around and took a deep breath.

From Old Dragon City to Fengweidu, and then to Jingui Temple in Qingluan Kingdom, after Du Maona swallowed the sword boat and penetrated his abdomen with a "sword", his strength slowly recovered from the third realm to the current fourth realm, far away from the peak of the fifth realm. , but also rely on walking piles and making small medicinal wine, which takes a lot of time to cultivate.

However, this has advantages and disadvantages. The disadvantage is of course that it greatly delays the speed of reaching the sixth realm. The advantage is that the foundation of the fifth realm will be stronger.

Zhu Lian once said half-jokingly that even without relying on external objects, as both parties were pure martial artists, Chen Ping'an could still use his Peak of the Five Realms to defeat the Peak of the Sixth Realm of the four of them.

Sui Youyou sneered at this, but Lu Baixiang agreed with it.

As for Wei Xian, he was busy talking nonsense with Pei Qian.

Chen Ping'an sat back at the table, checked what Pei Qian had copied, and after confirming that she hadn't messed up any words, he signaled that she could play.

Pei Qian said quietly: "Master, I feel that the osmanthus trees behind the Taoist temple are far inferior to the osmanthus leaves and twigs that Aunt Gui gave me. They are so far away, so why do those Taoist priests still offer them as treasures? They are so boastful, saying What is a 'plant in the moon'? If these are the descendants of the laurel tree in the Moon Palace, then our Aunt Gui must be a god living on the moon, right?"

Chen Ping'an moved slightly in his heart and said, "Don't talk about others behind their backs."

Pei Qian said oh.

Chen Pingan suddenly laughed to himself, "I think you are right."

Pei Qian smiled brightly and said, "Master thinks so too, I'll just say it."

Chen Pingan suppressed his smile and warned: "So next time you see Aunt Gui, you must be more polite."

Pei Qian nodded and said, "Of course, I really like Aunt Gui."

Chen Pingan joked: "Where is that little Taoist boy from Jingui Temple who lent you an umbrella?"

Pei Qian punched the table and said angrily: "This guy is very annoying. If I meet him on the same road, and there are outsiders present, I will beat him until his father, mother, and master don't even recognize him."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Are you tired now? Think about it, how did you entangle Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang?"

Pei Qian's eyes widened, and after thinking for a long time, he had to take out his favorite pagoda demon-suppressing talisman, put it on his forehead, and sighed: "In this case, Lao Wei and Xiao Bai are quite pitiful."

Chen Pingan threw a chestnut at it, "You just know that? The book says that a gentleman should reflect on himself. You should reflect on it."

Pei Qian stood up suddenly with his head in his arms, ran towards the door, turned around and said with a smile: "Master, I'm going to tell Old Wei Xiaobai that next time I go to the market, I will dig out my pocket and buy a bunch for each of them." Candied haws and so on.”

After Pei Qian left, Chen Pingan began to think about refining the second natal object.

As for Du Maoyang's divine relic, which was equivalent to a golden body in the Immortal Realm, Chen Ping'an decided to wait until he went to Sui Mountain Cliff Academy and consulted with Cui Dongshan, who was expert in this art, before making a decision.

Chen Ping'an couldn't believe in the character of this "young national master" from the bottom of his heart, but at least he believed in the knowledge and knowledge of the former disciple of Wen Sheng.

This time I met Zhang Shanfeng again and asked him for a lot of advice on cultivation practices, especially the refining of the natal objects. Of course, Zhang Shanfeng knew everything about it.

Although Zhang Shanfeng's cultivation level is not high, his vision and insights are actually quite good. This may be related to the fact that he comes from an orthodox immortal family. After all, his master is a Celestial Master with a foreign surname from Longhu Mountain. There is a big difference, but the Taoist who can be included in the Huangzi Genealogy of Tianshi Mansion will not be simple.

Chen Pingan took out a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, found a wine glass, and drank it alone.

According to Zhang Shanfeng, even if financial resources and opportunity are not big issues, the more natal objects are still not the better. It is best to gather the five elements. A celadon bottle of natal objects similar to a yellow earth cow is used to help quickly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. , this is a must. One is used for fighting and attacking, such as the sword cultivator's natal flying sword, which is the ultimate in attacking natal objects in the world. The other is used for defense, reaching the level similar to the golden robe and military armor pill. Efficacy, a small thing similar to a small arsenal or a sword tomb, but this kind of rare thing is almost impossible to come by, let alone sought. It is an overwhelming thing that is warm and nourished in the core of the natal orifice. With this thing, He is innately capable of deterring evil spirits and demons, and he can continuously increase his yang energy. He can pass through many unpredictable places of evil and evil, and is invulnerable to water, fire, and dirt.

Zhang Shanfeng also said that refining the natal object is a double-edged sword. Since it is the natal object, once it is damaged, it will implicate the fundamental damage and shake of the avenue, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Moreover, each natal object needs to occupy an acupoint residence. Once the Yu is used to fill the number, or if the aura's running route is not taken into consideration, the attributes are likely to conflict, which will hinder the Qi practitioner's practice, and it is possible for him to become possessed.

Zhang Shanfeng finally said that gathering the Five Elements natal objects is the dream of all Qi practitioners besides sword cultivators. However, there is no need to pursue this matter deliberately. It costs too much money from gods and relies too much on chance. Generally speaking, there are three items that are in slightly better condition. The life item is enough, one for offense and one for defense, and one to assist the Qi practitioner in absorbing and storing spiritual energy. Most of the Qi practitioners in the five realms in the world are like this, unless they are those like Earth Immortals who will pursue more.

Chen Ping'an was hesitant to refine the golden bile gifted by the City God of Rouge County, Caiyi Country.

But inside the blue wooden box, it was said that it was the "Xianyou Bo Seal of the City God of Rouge County of Caiyi Country" that was personally carved by a certain generation of Longhushan Great Celestial Master. Chen Pingan decided to take it as a parting gift to Zhang Shanfeng. To this future Celestial Master with a foreign surname in Longhu Mountain.

Chen Ping'an guessed that it was most likely a semi-immortal weapon. Shen Wen said personally that as long as this seal was combined with the Five Thunder Methods passed down from Longhu Mountain, it would be astonishingly powerful.

When the seal was sealed in the Chenghuang Pavilion, it was able to block the invasion of evil spirits from the huge mass grave outside Rouge County. This shows that it is of such high quality that it cannot be achieved with any magic weapon.

From the moment Chen Ping'an got the seal to today, he has never even opened the cyan wooden box.

The reason why he hesitated to refine the golden bile was that during the battle in Caiyi Kingdom, Chen Pingan obtained a white bowl with the true shape of the Five Mountains of the ancient Yu Kingdom. At the suggestion of Xu Yuanxia, ​​he did not use it in Qingfufang. If sold, it can create the five-color soil of the ancient Yu Kingdom. Of course, Chen Ping'an would not regard the white bowl that earns "five snow coins" every year as his natal object of the Five Elements.

But Chen Ping'an thought about the current southward momentum of the Dali cavalry. It was completely unstoppable. In the north, there was Wei Bo, the righteous god of Beiyun Mountain in his hometown of Piyun Mountain. In the south, Fan Junmao seemed to be in charge of the new Nanyue of Dali. Once it came true, he would be the leader of one state. As the land is the Great Li of the dynasty, the five-color earth will become extremely valuable. The Great Li court will definitely control it extremely tightly. Therefore, if Chen Pingan can determine now, the addresses of the other three mountains outside the north and south will be gathered together. A sufficient amount of five-color soil and a suitable carrying vessel will definitely bring great benefits.

But the difficulty lies in where to choose the site of Sanyue. The hidden danger lies in using it as a life object. The short-term benefits are huge, but it will be closely related to the ups and downs of the country of Dali. However, under the upper five realms, the advantages definitely outweigh the disadvantages. It can Become an Earth Immortal quickly.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an was drinking, thinking of the group of Dali scouts in the wind and snow, and of his next-door neighbor Song Jixin.

After drinking the last bit of sweet-scented osmanthus brew in the cup, Chen Pingan finally decided to give up the idea of ​​refining the five-color Sheji soil.

After making the decision, Chen Pingan no longer has any hesitation and is ready to refine the golden literary courage!

Just wanting to take advantage of the right time, place, people and people like in Old Dragon City is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Chen Ping'an stood up, came to the window, and lay on the window rail, lost in thought.

After all, this is not like practicing boxing. If you persevere over and over again, you will be able to punch a million punches one day.

Xu Yuanxia knocked on the door and came in. Chen Pingan sat back at the table, took another wine glass, and the two drank together.

We didn't talk about anything serious. Xu Yuanxia talked about his landscape travelogue and hoped that one day a bookstore would be willing to publish it and make some private money.

Chen Ping'an took out a few small bamboo slips that recorded what he saw and heard along the way, including Osmanthus Island in Old Dragon City, the huge Xianjia ferries on Mountain Turtle, the sea of ​​clouds above the city, the Rain Master statue of the sect on the sea, Jiaolonggou Nearby, the old Bu Yu Jiao exhausted himself and fell into the sea, the sword fairy on the portraits in the Lingzhi Zhai on Hanging Mountain, the horse walking path of the Sword Qi Great Wall, the Shoutian Street of the Fuji Sect in Tongyezhou, and the Zhaoping Peak outside the Mirage City. Sunrise... handed these emerald green bamboo slips engraved with dense text to Xu Yuanxia. Xu Yuanxia asked some more details. The two drank wine, asking and answering questions, and time passed in the wine.

Just next door, the young Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng was in the house. He stopped his sitting and started to box slowly. It was different from most boxing techniques in the world. He wanted to be slow rather than fast. It was not suitable for killing enemies. It could only be used. Practicing boxing to maintain health, but Zhang Shanfeng thinks it is best for his friends.

This set of boxing was created by him, and it is still in its infancy. The principles of boxing come from his master's drunken remarks and his own insights. He just doesn't know if Chen Ping'an will dislike it or if he is willing to learn it.

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In the capital city of Qingluan Kingdom, at dusk, two Confucian scholars in blue shirts from afar were sitting at a small, greasy table at a roadside stall. On the table was a bamboo tube covered with bamboo chopsticks.

A thin Confucian scholar who was about 30 years old was familiar with the other party's temperament, so he solemnly said: "Zhou Juran, I have agreed in advance that I cannot eat spicy food."

The young Confucian scholar named Zhou Juran smiled and said: "Monkey, just because you don't eat spicy food, you have to miss out on so many delicacies in the world."

The elderly Confucian scholar, who was nicknamed "Monkey", shook his head helplessly.

This journey was really frightening for him. There was nothing he could do about it. Zhou Juran was simply a troublemaker. His sense of right and wrong was always more blurry than that of other sages in the academy. Fortunately, in general You can still accept it.

This thin Confucian scholar, who was more in line with the academy's temperament than Zhou Juran, looked around and saw that this time the Tang Dynasty emperor of Qingluan Kingdom was determined to have his own way and wanted to win the debate between Buddhism and Taoism. As the state religion, its status was higher than Confucianism.

If it weren't for their Guanhu Academy, their attention was now occupied by the Taoist Heavenly Lord from Luzhou in the north, and they had no time to take care of the matter here. If it weren't for him, Hou Zheng, and Zhou Juran, a gentleman and a wise man, "traveling around" the Qingluan Kingdom. Instead, the two of them went straight to the palace and reprimanded the Tang emperor.

The sage Zhou Juran ordered two local delicacies from Pian'erchuan, one with extra spiciness and one with less spiciness, and ate them with the "monkey" from Laolongcheng.

The young sage who likes to call himself Zhou Ju rolled a large piece of chopsticks into his mouth and said vaguely: "I heard from Mr. Qingluan that this debate on Buddhism and Taoism in Qingluan Kingdom is a bit unique. To the outside world, it talks about Buddhism and Taoism. Each sent ten real people and eminent monks to quarrel in the palace to see who was more capable of quarreling. But what really decided the outcome was the secret. An old man from the Yunlin Jiang family was specially invited to serve as the chief executive. Let two earthly immortals use their palms to see mountains and rivers, observe a Taoist priest and a monk throughout the process, and seamlessly arrange for the two people to debate in private to see who is higher in Buddhism and Taoism. To determine the winner in the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist canon, one has to compare one's conduct in life and persuasion, knowledge, self-cultivation, and education. There are exactly three rounds of competition."

The elder Confucian scholar frowned. This was the first time Zhou Juran mentioned this inside story. After thinking for a moment, he relaxed his brows and said, "No wonder the mountain owner is not very angry. The stones from other mountains can attack jade. Qingluan Kingdom This move is actually not entirely a bad thing.”

Zhou Juran smiled knowingly and tapped the Confucian scholar across from him with his chopsticks, "You, Hou Zheng, are the most irritable with me in this regard. You can see clearly and see well."

The academy gentleman named Hou Zheng shook his head and said nothing.

Zhou Juran asked: "Such a big thing happened in Old Dragon City, why don't you go home and take a look?"

Hou Zheng still shook his head, "It's useless to go. There isn't much of the family tradition passed down from the Hou family's ancestors. It's just dying. My going is just to make the wick flame brighter. It's better to be half dead." Hanging on my life, I can only hope that a responsible junior will appear and dare to help."

Zhou Juran nodded, "You are still thoughtful."

Hou Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "After all, I was born and raised there, can I not think more about it?"

Zhou Juran stopped his chopsticks and asked, "Are you full?"

Hou Zheng glanced at the empty white bowl in front of him. Not even the soup was left. He ignored Zhou Juran and buried his head in eating.

Zhou Juran lamented, turned around and shouted: "Shopkeeper, have another bowl...remember to add a little less spicy. The spicy food in your stall can really kill someone."

On the street, there were women and young women returning from an outing. Zhou Juran sighed: "The beauties returning from the spring outing are sweating slightly, and coupled with the faint fragrance brought back from the mountains, lakes and lakes, they are really beautiful."

Hou Zheng turned a deaf ear.

Zhou Juran added: "How about I join this game and let the debate between Buddhism and Taoism in Qingluan Kingdom simply turn into a small dispute between the three religions?"

Hou Zheng replied very quickly this time, without raising his head, and said calmly: "No."

Zhou Juran slapped the table, "Shopkeeper, it's even more spicy!"

When the sages and gentlemen in the academy were sitting across from each other eating a piece of river, there was a small Taoist temple not far from the capital. The owner of the temple was a middle-aged Taoist priest whose nationality was unknown in Qingluan. If he was just a A practitioner is really not worth mentioning. This temple master is not even a Qi practitioner in the middle five realms. Compared with those ancient Taoist temples in Qingluan Kingdom that have a history of thousands or hundreds of years, this Baiyun Temple can only be built for a hundred years. Over the past few years, the capital's geomantic treasures have long been carved up by those "predecessors" Taoist temples on a first-come, first-served basis.

The Baiyun Temple, which is about the size of a piece of tofu, has to be located close to a noisy market. There are still a few ancient trees in the temple, but these few trees are barely available, and it has caused a lot of trouble for the Baiyun Temple. Children from the nearby market like to fly kites and often hang them on the big trees in the temple. Therefore, every now and then, a woman and a man will lead their crying children, scold them outside Baiyun Temple, and then rush into the Taoist temple. , reprimanded the timid little Taoist priests, and asked them to build ladders and climb trees to retrieve the broken paper kites. After getting the paper kites back, the children burst into tears and laughed. Most of the adults who delayed the affairs at hand were still cursing and inevitably had to put them down. In the next few sentences, these obstructive broken trees were cut down and burned with firewood early.

The haggard middle-aged temple master actually walked out of the study every time. He only dared to secretly stand in the distance with a sullen expression, letting his junior brother or his own disciples ward off disasters.

One time, the Taoist boy from my own little house secretly ran out to fly the paper kite with some familiar neighborhood children. It accidentally got hung on a tree as well. After a fight between heaven and man, I really felt sorry for the paper kite, so I had to tell the Taoist temple about it. Finally, Master Guanzhu caught him as a punching bag and spanked him so hard that his butt almost exploded. However, the little Taoist boy burst out laughing that day. It turned out that there was a porcelain doll that he had been coveting for a long time under the quilt of his residence. He showed off to other Taoists for a long time.

It was already dusk now. The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his head in the small study and stared at the books for a long time, which made his eyes hurt slightly.

On the four walls of the study, on the bookshelves from two sides to the top, in addition to a vast set of Taoist canons, there are actually many Buddhist and Confucian classics mixed in.

The middle-aged Taoist priests have read it carefully, and the small regular script manuscript based on these years of reading alone contains more than 900,000 words.

Others practice cultivation in order to belittle princes and condescend to ministers, to attain immortality, and to break free from the prison of heaven and earth. However, the master of this small Taoist temple does it in order to live a few more years and read more books.

You must read all the books on saints and sages from the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought.

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Although Chen Pingan and his party were living under the roof of the Daze Gang, Zhu Fengxian never came to get close to Chen Pingan once. It was only in the early morning of the ceremony that he invited Chen Pingan to go hiking with him to Jingui Temple on the top of the mountain.

On the way to the mountain, Zhu Fengxian and Chen Ping'an walked side by side. The things they talked about were just the customs and customs of Qingluan Kingdom.

When they arrived at the gate of Jingui Temple, Xu Borui came up to them with a smile and placed Zhu Fengxian and Chen Ping'an in adjacent positions in the front row of the Taoist temple where they accept disciples.

The old god Zhang Guo, the master of the temple, finally accepted nine disciples. Zhu Ziyang and Liu Qingcheng were undoubtedly among them. Among the remaining seven, two were siblings from the market, and the remaining five were Qingluan and Qingshan. And the descendants of the wealthy families of the Three Kingdoms of Yunxiao.

Adding Xu Borui and three others, Guan Zhengguo has twelve direct disciples.

The little Taoist boy who lent Pei the umbrella and money has now become the nine junior brothers who entered the same sect, standing behind Xu Borui, grinning from ear to ear with joy.

Then he quickly looked at Pei Qian, but found that she didn't look at him at all, and the little Taotong felt a little disappointed.

The process of accepting a disciple from a Taoist Immortal Master can't be described as too red tape, and it actually took nearly an hour.

After watching the ceremony, Chen Ping'an, Zhu Fengxian, Yanzhizhai old woman and other leaders of various forces, Jin Guiguan all presented a valuable oil-paper umbrella with a cinnamon branch handle.

Zhu Fengxian had to stay on the mountainside for a few days. After all, Zhu Ziyang had just become a disciple of Zhang Guo in Jingui Temple. If he was not acclimated to the climate or could not get used to it, Zhu Fengxian was worried and left down the mountain just like that.

After watching the apprenticeship ceremony in vain and taking a cinnamon twig umbrella in vain, he said goodbye to Zhu Fengxian and the old woman from Yanzhizhai. Chen Pingan and his party left Qingyao Mountain and continued on their way along the secluded and deep mountain trails. , go to the Governor's Mansion.

The yellow native cow joined the team, and Pei Qian sat on its back.

Pei Qian offered to ride a scalper for the first time before, and received a solid chestnut blow from Chen Pingan, but the scalper did not refuse and let Pei Qian sit on its back.

Compared to the four people in the picture scroll of Lotus Flower Blessed Land, Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia knew more about the things on the mountain, so they were particularly surprised.

Another ten days later, I passed a village surrounded by mountains on three sides. At dusk, with smoke rising from the cooking pots, black tiles and white walls, carved beams and painted buildings, it was a paradise.

Chen Pingan and the others walked along the ridge path and arrived at the village. They found that they could not understand the language. Then a village school teacher came and communicated with Chen Pingan in awkward Aquarius Island dialect. By coincidence, Chen Pingan realized that this village was almost All of them, surnamed Chen, have practiced martial arts and escorts for generations. However, according to the ancestral clan rules, no matter how poor the family is, children must attend school for four years before dropping out and working in the fields.

The patriarch is an ancient old man, energetic and vigorous, walking as fast as flying. He is wearing a gray long coat and cloth shoes. According to the teacher at the school, the old patriarch is hundreds of miles away, has profound martial arts and high morals, because there were many people back then. His heroic feat of stopping a horse to save a child in the busy city earned him the reputation of "Chen Archway". When the old man heard that Chen Ping'an was also named Chen, he was extremely happy and cordially invited them to his home. They had already finished dinner, so the old man directly asked the family to cook a large table of sumptuous meals, and the old man himself brought a pot of home-brewed sorghum wine. , took Chen Pingan to drink.

Although the old man likes to drink, he doesn't like to persuade others to drink at the wine table. As a result, Chen Ping'an got a little drunk.

In the end, I didn’t even know how I got to the house. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found myself lying on a strange large antique bed. I opened the quilt, put on my boots and pushed the door open. Looking up, I saw the beautiful brackets. In Ouhua Blessed Land, I asked the national teacher Zhong Qiu for many Ministry of Industry books on bridge construction. One of them was "Construction Method", which Chen Pingan read the most. It not only talked about bridges, but also introduced buildings, attics and other buildings. Chen Pingan did the same. Fascinating to watch.

The houses in this side of the village are often connected together, so the corridors are often very long, and the brothers are adjacent to each other after they separate.

Chen Pingan walked out of the corridor and walked along the bluestone road to a pond, where he stood all night.

In fact, I didn't think much about it, I was just in a daze.

The next day, he was persuaded to stay by the old patriarch who could not resist his kindness.

Although Pei Qian cannot speak the local dialect, he still plays with a large group of peers.

When I went to call Pei Qian for dinner that day, a group of children were playing eagle and catching chickens.

Pei Qian asked Chen Pingan to play with him. Chen Pingan smiled and raised his fingers, making a gesture of knocking chestnuts.

But he couldn't resist Pei Qian's persistence, so Chen Ping'an became the old hen protecting the chickens, and Pei Qian became the eagle that caught the chickens.

How could Pei Qian catch the "chicken cub" at the end of Chen Ping'an's group?

So she changed places with that peer.

As a result, Pei Qian laughed the loudest in the audience.

There was a young Taoist priest standing in the distance, smiling and waving, indicating that he was waiting for the master and apprentice to come to the table for dinner.

The children have almost dispersed and gone home. Along with the smoke and the afterglow, there are also elders at the door of their homes, shouting the names of their children loudly.

Chen Pingan took Pei Qian's hand and walked towards Zhang Shanfeng.

When the three of them were walking in the alley, a short old Taoist with a rosy nose suddenly appeared in front of them. He was wearing a black Taoist robe with a lifelike bright red fire dragon embroidered on each sleeve.

Zhang Shanfeng was stunned on the spot.

Chen Pingan held his breath and concentrated as if facing a formidable enemy.

Pei Qian only glanced at it a few times, then quickly turned his head away and did not dare to look again.

Zhang Shanfeng stepped forward quickly and asked doubtfully: "Master, why are you here?"

The old man glared and said, "If I don't catch you and go back to the mountain to practice Taoism, will you still marry a wife and have children and spread your business outside?"

Zhang Shanfeng turned his head and gave Chen Ping'an a helpless smile. He probably meant that my master had this kind of virtue, so don't take it too seriously.

After the young Taoist priest turned his head, the old man stared blankly at Zhang Shanfeng, whose face was pale, and then looked at his apprentice's shoulder that was pierced by the flying sword of his life. He stamped his foot and said angrily: "Who dares to hurt you?! Report it to the police Name, Master... Now go stab his straw man!"

Zhang Shanfeng stretched out his palm and wiped his face. He was really embarrassed to see Chen Pingan with such a master.

Chen Ping'an looked solemn and saluted the old Taoist priest from Luzhou, Beiju.

As an old man with the surname Tianshi outside Longhu Mountain, he nodded to Chen Ping'an and said directly to him with the ripples in his heart: "Boy, your Eternal Life Bridge was destroyed and then rebuilt again? It's a bit bumpy. But you are the Five Elements at the moment. The natural substance of water, this hand has made it so refined that it is really full of fairy spirit, um, not bad, not bad."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Shanfeng again and asked him to stretch out his palm. The old Taoist put his fingers together and drew a talisman in the air. After the talisman was completed, he waved his sleeve casually, and the golden light flashed, fleetingly, and then the talisman that was supposed to be temporarily The Zhenwu sword placed in the Governor's Mansion and Xu Yuanxia's short knife fell out of thin air.

Unsurprisingly, Zhang Shanfeng stretched out his hand to catch the Zhenwu sword and dagger. He turned around and explained to Chen Ping'an: "My master is not high in cultivation and doesn't know anything else, but he is still very good at such heretical tricks. "

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, his face full of pride. He was not ashamed of being exposed to the disciple who was closed, but felt proud.

Chen Pingan glanced at the young Taoist priest, and then at the old Taoist priest with fire dragons embroidered on his sleeves. He always felt that you, Zhang Shanfeng, were under the lamp and misunderstood your master too deeply.

The old man put his toes on the ground seemingly randomly "drawing talismans". There were no traces on the bluestone, and then he asked Zhang Shanfeng to stand in it. Zhang Shanfeng hesitated to speak, and the old man said in an unquestionable tone: "I will guide you as a teacher." Go to Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Shanfeng walked into the "talisman" that didn't seem to exist, threw the short knife in his hand to Chen Ping'an, and said with a wry smile: "Help me apologize to Brother Xu, I was in a hurry, so I had to leave without saying goodbye. "

Chen Ping'an took Xu Yuanxia's dagger, remembered something, and quickly took out the cyan wooden box from the square object, and threw it to Zhang Shanfeng, "Inside is a seal from the Chenghuang Pavilion in Rouge County, Caiyi Kingdom. I give it to you. Finally, It can be used in conjunction with the Five Thunder Methods."

Zhang Shanfeng saw that the wooden box was old and seemed ordinary, so he safely put it in his arms.

The old man narrowed his eyes suddenly, then returned to normal in an instant, and asked with a smile: "You make a request, I will do it dozens of times, and I will not wait until it is overdue."

Chen Ping'an said without hesitation: "Then I'll trouble you, Old Master, and teach Zhang Shanfeng some profound Taoism. I beg you, Old Master, to... be careful."

The old man laughed heartily, reached out and tapped Chen Ping'an, and said: "What a good boy, you are cursing people around the corner."

The old man stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Shanfeng, and the two of them disappeared in a flash. Chen Pingan found that there was no movement in the thin spiritual energy around the alley.

Chen Pingan fell into deep thought.

Pei Qian tugged on his sleeves and asked, "What should I do?"

Chen Ping'an came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Let's go eat."