Sword of Coming Chapter 1019

Lu Chen sighed and sighed incessantly, "Thinking and drinking, the sun and the sun, the sun and the moon are like flying pills."

In the past, the emperor of the Tian family sang and danced. Later, the palace queuing did not hear any more leaks. When Yu Fuzun took over the entire Wuteng Mountain and named the royal woman whose golden branches and jade leaves were named the county head, this private mansion that had been abandoned for many years was renovated and renovated. Expansion, only to restore the former prosperous style. The three of them were just approaching the Fanwan Mansion, and before they even got to the door, they could smell a strong aroma of wine and fat powder in the night wind.

Lu Chen asked casually, "Chen Pingan, do you know the origin of the names of Falling Yuanshan and Fanwan Mansion?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Zhou Qi just mentioned that there are caves and cliffs in Zuiyuan Mountain. The name of the mountain is related to the prophecy. Zhao Fuyang regards it as the foundation of enlightenment. As for the powder pill house, it is not clear."

Previously, on the top of Chen Ping'an Splashing Mo Peak, when he looked at Hehuan Mountain from afar, he saw two fluorescent lights. Except for the falling kite and Wuteng, the two mountains were like two snakes intertwining. , there is also a hidden magical effect of connecting yang and yin. However, Chen Ping'an can only be regarded as a general view. After all, the realm is like a mountain, and you can only see far-reaching when you stand high. The talisman and puppet clone attached to the next mind greatly limits Chen Ping's eyesight.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "If you look at the moon phase from outside the sky, it will be like a bullet on the ground. Someone paints half of it with powder, and if you look at it from the side, the powder is like a hook. Right?"

Chen Ping'an thought of the spectacular scenes of overlooking Haoran and passing the ancient stars in the sky, and nodded, "Master Lu said a good metaphor."

Lu Chen rubbed his hands together and said, "Small bet on happiness, take a gamble?"

Chen Ping'an didn't ask what the bet was, and bluntly popped out two words, "Bet."

Lu Chen said: "If Pindao wins, hand over Zhao Fuyang to me. If we lose, the whole Hehuan Mountains are in a mess, Pindao will be a dung picker tonight. Would you like to add a little color head, a hundred gold and copper coins?"

Then Chen Pingan asked, "What are you going to bet on?"

Lu Chen stretched out his palm and shook it.

Chen Pingan said: "Don't be so clueless, you have to give some reminders."

Lu Chen patted his head and forgot about the young hidden officer beside him. Now he is a four-level martial artist who is proficient in swordsmanship. Many of the Wangqi kung fu and talisman skills similar to mountain gods and Hu Jun's natural supernatural powers are probably all handed over to Yuxuan's capital. That fellow Daoist Wu Di must have fallen into the discussion in the Yuanshan ancestral hall. Chen Ping'an really didn't know the content. Lu Chen pointed to the mansion in front of him and gave a clue, "Since we have gone through a mountain-refining and room-in-the-room technique. The road that has both, Zhao Fuyang is reluctant to climb the turtle, and can only rely on absorbing the dragon energy of the jade seal to refine the two mountains of falling kites and Wuteng to break the bottleneck of Jindan. Lu Yu Chunzhi wants to break through the border tonight, so as to give Liu Clan of Qingxing Country and Zhang Clan of Tiancao County a solid dismount. So we bet that when the entire Fallen Kite Mountain turns over, it will be Left or right?"

Chen Ping'an knew it at one point, "Headmaster Lu is giving money from a pole?"

The establishment of Fanwan Mansion was the work of Zhao Fuyang, and according to the news leaked by Lu Chen, Zhao Fuyang has a lot of origins with Jinque School and Lingfei Temple. Confucianism advocates that the Seven Lights rotate in the left direction of the sky, while the Yin-Yang Five Elements School and the Li School are just the opposite. In this way, Zhao Fuyang, who has already been refining and chemically integrated with the Falling Yuanshan Mountain, will definitely turn to the right.

Pei Qian was keenly aware of the slight vibration of the mountain roots under her feet. She quickly raised her head to look at the sky. The stars were normal. It was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster carefully set up by the monks. Murder, the dragon and snake landed.

Perhaps for all the heroes in Fanwan Mansion who are drinking and eating meat, most of them have already drank a lot of meat and meat, and they may not be able to realize this unusual sign.

Is this going to be served in a pot? This Zhao Fuyang is ruthless enough. All the guests of Fanwan Mansion drink and eat meat. He even swallows the wine and meat into his stomach and eats it up? Play the abacus well, and the fat and water will not flow to outsiders.

Chen Ping'an said, "I'll bet on the ground without moving the mountain."

Most of the branch in Lu Chen's hand was looking for a dragon to point a hole. Lu Chen easily overwhelmed a Hehuan Mountain in a way that seemed like a child's play.

Lu Chen walked sideways, raised his hands, all gave thumbs up, "All are brilliant."

At the end of the main street in Fengle Town, there is a big tree by the gate of the mountain. The accountant, who was sitting behind the table and yawning, was startled by a rustling sound. It turned out that a branch fell to the ground. , By the candlelight of the red lanterns in the archway and the nearby restaurant, the young man stretched his neck to look at it, only to think that it was strange, it was not a dead branch on the tree, how could it be familiar? The person who can be the accountant has a good memory. After thinking for a while, he remembered the cotton-padded Taoist priest who took out three red envelopes. It seemed that he had such a "mountain stick" in his hand. How did he drop it down the mountain?

The two servant girls who were temporarily serving as the concierge in the Fenwan House never expected that it would be so late, and there were guests coming to the door to congratulate them. A young girl with a graceful figure hurriedly hid the cakes in her sleeves, turned her head and wiped it. corners of the mouth.

The boy in straw sandals with the sword on his back, the Taoist priest in green robes with the cloth strips tied to his calf, and the young woman with average appearance, they didn't look like the kind of rich and noble people, so it was only natural for the three of them to be led through the corridor by the maid. The aisle was finally led into a side hall. The seven or eight wine tables that were originally full are now sparse and not full. At least half of the seats are vacant. The steward Yu, who is in charge of refilling wine here, is in charge of this. It's also very helpless. These bastards, all with a jug in one hand and a cup in the other, took the initiative to run to the two banquet halls next door to make a toast. Some of them just took root there, and some of them were not enough, and they would rather stand and drink. I also don't want to go back to the original side hall to sit and eat.

The Pipa lady in Tianlai Cave chatted with the old man who was self-proclaimed Black Dragon Immortal Monarch. There are people who want to make a toast, and there are also people who are here to cheer on the two big men. Besides, no one is busy in vain. Following Madam Pipa's exaggerated movements, one by one shifted their gaze, and their Adam's apple moved slightly.

The big monster who opened up the cave on Yuanyu Road, and the six-level warrior who dared to come to the door empty-handed, are there to persuade each other to drink, and talk about the experience of physical training together. Just drink it. The Xianjia wine brewed by the Fanwan Mansion itself has aura, which is far better than ordinary fairy brewing. If it is sold at a ferry somewhere, it is impossible to start with three or five snows, and the wine tonight seems to taste like Especially mellow and full of spiritual energy, far surpassing the previous banquets held at Hehuan Mountain. The two palace monarchs are rich and powerful. After this wedding banquet, didn't they directly drink the wealth of several Wedgeziling Qingbai palaces?

Many of the maids in the Fanwan Mansion who were in charge of serving dishes and fetching wine, Yingying Yanyan were just as stubborn as threading needles, and some were persuaded to drink too much.

Across a banquet hall, the goddess of the mountain who fell into the kite mountain did not drink less, and she was already in a state of intoxication, and her eyes were like silk.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "There is a big banquet outside the gate of the ghost gate, and the wine is drunk in the pink tent."

Scholar He Cloak saw the figure of the boy with the sword on his back, picked up his chopsticks and pointed at him, helplessly said: "Is it so stubborn, I like to join in any fun."

The sword-backed boy smiled and said, "I like to join in the fun since I was a child. What I owe in the past is now made up."

Bai Mao waved his hand, lowered his voice and said, "Everyone is here, just sit down and chat slowly, eat delicious food, and try to get some money back."

Previously, Bai Mao had always been distressed about his red envelopes, and he spent fifty pieces of snow to spend money. Now, there is an extra Chen Ren. The key point is that this young man with a sword also brought two friends who were at the banquet, and he felt more comfortable all of a sudden. It doesn't seem to lose much. Seeing that Director Yu was busy persuading wine at another table, Bai Mao continued to remind: "Chen Ren, remember to drink an extra pot tonight if you can, don't drink the good wine, but the real Xianjia wine. In our house, Director Yu said that according to the rules of the government, everyone has one pot. But as long as you are willing to open your mouth, there will be a second pot. Whether there is a third pot or not depends on your mouth. The one at the next table, the one who shakes the fan, with thin skin and tender meat, is a gentle scum, teased a few words with the maid here, and then secretly gave him a third pot of fairy brew."

After the sword-backed boy sat down, he said, "I am a thin-skinned person, and I don't dare to beg for more alcohol."

Bai Mao choked for a moment.

The boy said, "It's okay, I have a thick-skinned guy by my side. I'll ask him to speak later and show the maid a palmistry, calculate the marriage, and so on. Two pots and three pots of wine are all there."

The young Taoist sat limply, leaning back against the chair, rubbing his left shoulder with his right hand. Seeing that the scribe in the crane cloak cast his gaze, the Taoist smiled brightly and clasped his fists.

Chen Pingan looked at the goddess of the mountain who fell into the Yuanshan Temple, thought about it, and remembered it, no wonder it looked familiar.

After many years, her general appearance and outline have remained the same, but after becoming a mountain god, her aura has changed a lot, and she looks like she is ten years younger. This is the benefit of cultivation.

Many female nuns with good cultivating qualifications may not know what crow's feet are at the corners of their eyes for their entire lives. Since ancient times, the realm of Taoism has been the best fat powder for women.

Pei Qian gathered together and asked in secret, "Master, have you met an acquaintance?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "It doesn't count. When I traveled to Shushui Country before, I barely met and didn't talk a word. If I remember correctly, her real name is Xiao. I don't know why she became a The goddess of the mountain who fell from the kite mountain."

The Shushui Kingdom is a long way from the Hehuan Mountains.

I remember that when I left Jianshui Villa and traveled alone, a large group of people from the rivers and lakes rushed out of the mountains and forests, rushing to a convoy of dignitaries and relatives of the Shushui Kingdom on the official road. The former was obviously wrong. I don't know that I kicked an iron plate. In that convoy, besides the wife of General Chu Hao, there were also two women with good identities. In addition to a team of stalwarts and fine cavalry, in fact, there was a hidden cultivator in the army. Longmenjing Fulu cultivator and Guanhaijingjianxiu, just pick one out, and they can kill the "assassins" in an instant. As a result, a certain Jianghu senior, who is not too young, does things very authentically. Deliberately under the banner of Jianshui Villa and Song Yushao, trying to muddy the rivers and lakes of a country, as for the life and death of Shanzhuang and Senior Song, whether they will be wiped out by troops sent by the Shushui Kingdom, especially this one. When Lao Jianghu passed by Chen Ping'an, he had a plan and directly gave Chen Ping'an the name and identity of "Chu Yueyi" of Jianshui Villa...

In the end, it was Chen Ping'an and the seviewing sword cultivator who fought a battle to settle the storm and let the people from the rivers and lakes escape. Of course, they didn't care much.

According to the old swordsman from the Sea Viewing Realm, a little widow can exchange each head for immortal money, so she should be worth a little summer money.

It didn't take long for Chen Ping'an to be at the Longshan Ferry, and before he got to the Qingfufang where Zhang Caiqin's owner was, he heard news on the way that the righteous people in the arena, headed by that Xiao Nvxia, gave up their lives and forgot. To die, he did not hesitate to fight the rebels of the Chu Party to the death. Unfortunately, in the convoy, one year old and one young, two sword immortals were in charge, and they did not hesitate to fight for the tiger, which led to their close success.

Bai Mao noticed that the sword-carrying young man's eyes were fixed and "heartless", he laughed and said, "Brother Chen, he really is the same person, and there is a reason for it to meet at first sight!"

Then the wedge-nigh Palace Master Bai noticed that the young woman who was plain looking and only had the appearance of a middle-aged person, looked at him, the little girl had a strange look.

Bai Mao asked with a smile, "Brother Chen, who is this girl?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Eldest disciple, I have studied martial arts with me for many years. The surname is Zheng Mingqian. The qualifications are good, and he has made a name for himself. His reputation in the arena is greater than that of me as a master."

Bai Mao has already figured out the general context of chatting with this guy. As long as you let go of it completely and show your face, there will be no embarrassment. If you talk about Xiantian again, you can have an inexplicable ease and comfort, nodded and said: "Bi Brother Chen has a great reputation, which is normal. The youth is better than the blue. It is a good thing. It is said that in the rivers and lakes, a master has been looking for a master for three years, and a master has been looking for a master for three years. The children of the people, one, delay each other."

In fact, Bai Mao wants to say that just how old you are, Chen Ren, how old are you now, how many years can you walk in the world, and what kind of fame can you have, compared to that young sword immortal, Zhang Yujiao?

Bai Mao turned his head and looked at the young woman with sparrows. Palace Master Bai raised a smile, raised the air of an elder, and asked, "Have you ever entered the third realm of qi refining?"

Pei Qian smiled and said, "It depends on the opponent's realm."

Bai Mao was startled.

As expected of Chen Ren's apprentice.

One or two pieces of money, from the mouths of your masters and students, always have a pound of momentum and demeanor. Could it be that the young people on the rivers and lakes outside are so virtuous in their speech?

Chen Ping'an picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile, "Eat."

Pei Qian, who was sitting upright, then picked up his chopsticks.

Bai Mao nodded secretly, still a bit of a rule.

Look at the woman, she doesn't drink, she only eats the food in front of her on the table.

It was the young Taoist priest in the cotton-padded Taoist robe, who was like a reincarnation of a starving ghost. When almost everyone was busy drinking more wine, he asked a maid for two bowls of rice and specifically told her to go to college. The bowl, at this moment, has begun to bow his head and cook the rice. With a crown on his head, Bai Mao, who was proficient in appreciation during his lifetime, couldn't help but take a few more glances, and always felt that it was worth a little money.

Lu Chen raised his head, picked up a large piece of chopsticks, and said vaguely, "Why is Palace Master Bai not curious, why is Miss Zheng going to apprentice with our brother Chen?"

Bai Mao smiled and said: "Where the Tao exists, the master exists, age doesn't matter. On the road of martial arts, the elders are the ones who walk ahead."

I saw the young Taoist nodded vigorously, "No wonder everyone said that Master

Worshiping disciples and grandsons, respect for the right way. In the past, I always knew a little bit about it, but today's sentence from Palace Master Bai can be regarded as a complete understanding. "

"Why doesn't the Taoist priest drink? This is the only Xianjia wine brewed in the entire Hehuan Mountain world. It is the Taoist line of law that has its own rules and regulations. You are not allowed to drink?"

Fang Caiyu, the steward, asked the maid to bring three pots of Fenwanfu Immortal Brew, but he did not give more, but said that after drinking it, he felt that it was not enough, so he could let him know.

After all, this side hall does not have enough identity. Like several other banquet halls, people start with two pots of wine. As for Madam Pipa, drinking is almost the same as drinking water.

But the question is, this young Taoist priest with a lotus crown on his head is very good at eating meat. It is reasonable to say that there is no separation between meat and wine, so how can he eat and not drink?

"Where, the path of Xiaodao is shabby, there is no ancestor, and the master doesn't care about this."

The young Taoist waved his hand and said, "Besides, listening to your words is like drinking three jars of wine."

Bai Mao laughed, and finally saw a normal person who could speak.

After taking a sip of the wine, Bai Mao's spiritual light suddenly appeared. He finally figured out why he always felt something was wrong. He turned his head and asked, "Zheng Qian? Guan Erzheng? Money and money?"

Pei Qian nodded.

Bai Mao tapped on the table with his finger and smiled, "You girl, what the **** are you thinking, Palace Master Rong Ben is relying on the old and betraying the old, let me tell you something, if you worship that great female master again, you won't even change your surname and name. ."

Pei Qian twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

If this was the black charcoal of his childhood, the tomb of the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Bai Palace Master would have been full of firecrackers.

Bai Mao is a scholar and has a good face. There is nothing he can do about her, so he turned to look at Chen Ren, "Brother Chen, you are a master, and you don't care about such a big thing?"

Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile, "Yes, yes, that's right, it's justified, it's me who wandered outside all the year round and neglected to discipline my apprentices."

Pei Qian took a big chopsticks of wild game, and chewed it carefully, his cheeks bulging and crunching.

Lu Chen gloated at the misfortune and said with a grin, "Palace Master Bai, our brothers share the same illness and take pity on each other. Let's go together, and the poor road will bring soup with wine."

Bai Mao raised the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

Lu Chen took out a picture album of flowers and birds from his sleeve, "At first glance, Palace Master Bai is a collector. This is because I paid a lot of money to pick up the leaks. Palace Master Yang can help you and appreciate it."

Bai Mao smiled, shook his sleeves, and reached out to take the booklet. After flipping a few pages, Bai Mao hesitated for a moment and said: "To tell the truth, there is skill, and it looks like the handwriting of rich and noble children. It has the essence of world painting. It is meticulous, rigorous and neat, but unfortunately it is dead painting after all. These flowers and birds always feel that they are not only simple and elegant, but also have a bit of yin after watching them for a long time."

Seeing the demented appearance of the young Taoist who was struck by lightning, Bai Mao quickly explained: "The mansion master said Yin Qi is not derogatory, it is similar to some water and land paintings in temples and palaces, which are ghostly and can warn people. I'm just worried that the owner of the album is not the kind of person with longevity. The Taoist priest should also know that if the life of a famous painter is short, it will be difficult for them to achieve success and fame. "

The young Taoist said sadly: "If you don't live for long, your peers will sing less, there will be fewer disciples and grandchildren, and if you have a few worthy sons and worthy grandsons, you will not be able to help them become famous. How to sell at a high price is not worth talking about. When the world is better in the future, there will be more money in your pocket, and there will be more idiots with money, who only recognize the appearance and not the person, especially in this antique business, how can you make up a few stories and cheat Big money."

Bai Mao patted his thigh, "The Taoist priest's opinion can be said to be able to see the moon through the clouds."

Chen Ping'an glanced at the flowers and birds painted in the album. There was no signature, but there were several private seals. From this, he already knew that the album was from the prince of the Liu family of Qingxing Kingdom. Bai Mao's eyesight is still good, and it does have a bit of yin. As a country's hidden dragon, this prince does not have the vigorous atmosphere of the lord of the country. 's handwriting. As for the street talk in the Qingxing Kingdom's capital, as well as some after-dinner chats in the Xianjia Inn, they all gave a high opinion of the famous Liu family prince.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "In the final analysis, it is because of the failure to understand the essence of the world painting, otherwise it will only be lively and full of business. How can Palace Master Bai feel that it is boring and has no business."

Speaking of this, Lu Chen sighed and slammed the album on the table, "That's it, it's just a loss, it's not annoying, it's better to sell it to Palace Master Bai at a low price."

Seeing that the young Taoist was so shameless, Bai Mao put his fingers together and pushed the album to his side. Is he trying to buy or sell by force? Dare to spend a lot of money to find leaks, just to pave the way for the killing at this moment? Good picture, see you! Bai Mao then stretched out his hand to hold the album firmly, and said with a smile, "Even if it's not a priceless item, it's definitely not a crude painting. A gentleman doesn't take people's favor. I'm too embarrassed to buy it. I beg the Taoist priest to take it back!"

The young Taoist was full of strength, his fingers trembled slightly, and he added more strength secretly, but he still couldn't move the album, and his face flushed in an instant, "Palace Master Bai, we are all friends we can talk to, and the price is easy to negotiate."

"Why should the Taoist give up his love?"

"To tell the truth, behind this picture book, there is a Taoist book copied by Anonymous, with more than a thousand words, which is incomparable. According to the content records, in addition to white bones and meat, it also speaks of many spiritual principles, such as 'can white bones Raw meat, what can be raw bones', Palace Master Bai, it's hard to buy an immortality with money, it's a rare opportunity! There's no such shop in this village!"

"Since there is an undead side? Why does the Taoist still resell it to others?"

"The qualifications of the poor Taoist practice are good enough, very good. I have learned everything that should be learned, but I really can't learn more."

"How much?"

"Two snows cost money. No less!"

Bai Mao's face was stiff, and he almost yelled at him. Is it stupid to be an old man, the so-called immortal party only asks for two snows to spend money?

"For my friend's sake, even a single snow can cost money!"

Bai Mao's face was black. It was certain that the other party was a fool, and then he tried to pull himself together as a fool.

At this moment, the sword-carrying boy raised his hand and asked his maid for an extra pot of immortal brew. Palace Master Bai thought about it, then took out a snow money from his sleeve and placed it on top of the flower and bird book.

In fact, after Bai Mao wanted to buy the album, he would return it to the other party, and then he persuaded this young Taoist with a sincere deceit, not to be so messed up in the future, going out, it is easy to be beaten. It's just that Bai Mao was worried that this would lead to the loss of the other party's face, so he gave up, just spent a lot of money and made an unreliable friend.

When giving out the money of the gods, there is an extra book of golden letters on a certain page of the album, pointing directly to the golden elixir.

When Bai Mao had this thought, he added more texts in the middle part of the Taoist book, up to Yupu.

One of Bai Yujing's avatars of Headmaster Lu, the real person with the bones under the plum tree.

Now he is one of the ten candidates for the newest ten people in the Qingming world.

This Taoist formula is the root of Baigu Zhenren's Taoism. Lu Chen's so-called "immortal formula" is indeed worthy of its name.

Because the two princes of Hehuan Mountain did not show up for a long time, all the guests who participated in the wedding banquet for marriage and daughter-in-law were aware of the slightest signs.

Just talking about that flower hall, the distinguished guests of Baihuahu Shuyue Mansion, there is no reason to blow up the nest.

The eldest Miss of Hehuan Mountain, and the fourth Miss Zhao Yan, seem to be comforting the Hu Jun Zhang Xiangdao over there.

Yu Zhen shouted out Qin Jue, who was in a separate room, and the talisman next door, and walked straight to the outside of Fanwan Mansion.

The mountain goddess of the Falling Yuanshan Mountain, who had already been slightly drunk, and Li Ding of Wuteng Mountain seemed to have obtained the secret order of the two palace monarchs, saying that the banquet would be officially opened tonight at the most for a quarter of an hour, ensuring that the distinguished guests would not wait for a long time.

Arriving outside the mansion, Yu Zhen folded his fists and bowed his head, apologizing, and said bitterly, "Something happened in the mansion, and I need to close the door to do things. Uncle Qin, Brother Yan, I made you laugh."

Qin Jue was born in a native of Shujian Lake, and he was used to it.

After all, Fu Qi is a son of a noble family with an innocent background. Although he has gone out for several years, this is the first time he has encountered such a battle, and he said softly: "You have already torn your face with the Jinque faction and Tiancao County Zhang? If this is the case, with the behavior of these immortal mansions and cultivators on the mountain, they must have been prepared long ago, and there may be their inner response among the congratulatory guests in Fanwan Mansion tonight."

Yu Zhen couldn't leak his father's plan, so he had to use an excuse that he thought up in the family ancestral hall, "In the treasure house over there in the dense mansion on the mountain, there is a treasure of the town house that my father values ​​very much, just now , was stolen inexplicably, my father was furious, and he had passed a secret order that the mountain needs to be closed immediately, and the door should be closed to search everyone. No matter who it is, only entry is allowed. There are no fuel-efficient lamps, they are all unruly desperados, and it is easy to make trouble later, and there will be blood if you don't know.”

Fu Qi asked: "You really don't need me to stay and help?"

In the borders of several nearby countries, such as the two palace rulers on the mountain, as well as the Jindan realm of Cheng Qian and Zhang Qiong, are in the sky. Then he in the Dragon Gate realm, not to say he can turn the tide, but only to do his best, think about it. Not difficult.

Yu Zhen shook his head, his eyes sincerely said: "Fu Qi, listen to the persuasion, you don't get involved. The matter is really big, in short, you and I will find a chance to talk about it later."

Fu Qi nodded, "I plan to take a trip to Shujian Lake. Oriole Island Zhongsu has a good relationship with my ancestors. If you want to find me, just send a letter to Oriole Island with flying swords."

In Fengle Town, Qi Song found Zhang Yujiao and Jinluo, and the old man didn't talk nonsense. He secretly whispered a word to the young and young girls, and directly asked them to follow him and leave the town.

Because Qi Song is a warrior with a golden body and has not been able to travel far, the old man just swept away in the dark.

The young man Yujian was only more than ten feet away from the ground, and the girl was next to the ground to control the wind.

Jinlui joked: "Grandpa Qi, you are so good at drinking, why don't you climb the mountain for the wedding banquet? If you go, Zhang Yujia and I can follow you up the mountain."

Qi Song, the chief guest officer of the Zhang family in Tiancao County, is a very famous old urchin who is very close to the younger generation. The old man smiled at this moment: "The wine is burning with flames, and the color is a steel knife. If I go to the mountain, one will control it. I couldn't stop, I was drunk and confused, and then I was caught by the three girls, Zhao Fuyang and Yu Chunzhi, who insisted on recognizing me as their son-in-law, drinking and entering the bridal chamber, couldn't bear it."

Jinlu snorted.

The old man teased and said, "Girl Jin, it's not surprising that Yu Youyi doesn't look down on me as a bad old man, but it's strange to say that he doesn't look down on a handsome, green youth like Yuzuo, right? Are you happy?"

Zhang Yujiao asked curiously, "Grandpa Qi, can there be an explanation for the movement in the town ahead?"

Qi Song patted his stomach and shook his head, "There is something to say, but I can't say it. When there is a chance in the future, you kid will invite me to have a good drink, and then look at your mood."

Master Pei once reminded me not to divulge her whereabouts. Qi Song didn't dare to joke about this kind of thing.

The old man picked up a few stones with his toes, waved his sleeves, and shot them into the air one after another.

Qi Song seems to be bloated, but when he speaks of pure infuriating qi, he is actually as light as a feather at the moment, lifted up by the last stone and soars.

At the highest point, the figure was suspended in the air, and the old man looked up from a high place. He discovered the trace of his disciple Lu Mo, who was leading a dark **** the night road.

Qi Song fell to the ground and laughed loudly, "Follow me, whoever is slow, please drink."

Yu Youyi, who was wearing a night clothes, with a ghostly figure, rose and fell in the mountains and forests, as fast as a wisp of blue smoke, and came to the town at the foot of the mountain.

She stood on a roof and threw a blood-soaked satin wrap in a small alley. "This head is on the neck of Gu Feng, Deputy Envoy Guanjun Rong, as for Li Dang, the mountain **** at the Wuteng Temple. , No matter with Gu Feng, I won't survive tonight. It's also my father and Hehuan Mountain. I have an explanation for you. Don't continue to entangle, Miss Liu, you and Liu Tie must be in the middle of the incense stick. Nai, hurry up and leave the town, it's too late and you will be responsible for the consequences. Even if we are to accompany the capital Luojing to be held accountable in the future, we will have a clear conscience."

Unlike in the past, when encountering headless female ghosts holding umbrellas inside and outside the town, Yu Youyi would always act like an apprentice who flirts with a good family. In a sloppy manner, she brought the words to her, and after she finished speaking, she was in good shape and returned to the mountains.

Zhou Qi called Liu Tie, and Liu Tie asked in a deep voice, "How do you say it? Do you want to stay here and wait for the three of them to go down the mountain?"

Zhou Qi smiled and said: "Where do we need to worry about their situation, go to Pomo Peak and wait for the news."

Inside the Fanwan Mansion, Chen Ping'an suddenly asked, "How high will Zhao Fuyang's achievements be in the future?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Two flowers bloom, one for each. I have to say two."

Chen Pingan said: "Assuming this was done by Zhao Fuyang?"

"Tomorrow's Xin Yuan Ying will hopefully become a Jade Pu in the future, but it is not easy, and it will be bumpy on Tong Yezhou."

Lu Chen raised his hand, pinched his fingers, and pondered for a moment, "If you don't succeed, you will fall short tonight. If you fail to make a mountain, you will lose this Taoist book, and Zhao Fuyang will fall from the bottleneck of the Golden Core Realm to the Dragon Gate Realm tomorrow. , As for the future, it has to be the beginning of the fairyland."

Except Bai Mao couldn't hear the content of the conversation, Pei Qian could hear the chat between Master and Lu Chen clearly.

Chen Ping'an said, "Did Headmaster Lu mention one or two situations less?"

Lu Shendian

The head smiled and said: "If Zhao Fuyang can stay here, and both the upper and lower mountains remain intact, he and the Liu Clan's well water in Qingxing Kingdom will not violate the river water, and sooner or later will be beaten to death by Gu Can, and naturally everything will end. In other words, Zhao Fuyang can successfully enter the Nascent Soul, and use the secret 'Danshan' magical power of the Jinque faction, and finally leave this place of right and wrong. In case, Pindao just said that in case, he can become One day, Zhao Fuyang will be one of the many real dragons in the world, and Zhao Fuyang is expected to be the leader of the Panshan lineage, occupying the land of the land, and standing side by side with a small group of Ascended cultivators who are very capable of fighting."

"Just say that at this moment, Zhao Fuyang has four paths to take."

"But which path Zhao Fuyang will take, the final achievement, and the future of the avenue, it seems that it depends on how the two of us talk at this dinner table."

"Just like this table, with you and me, with Pei Qian, and now there is the ghost of the wedge-shaped ridge, Bai Mao. If the poor man is willing, he can also bring in the steward Yu, the maid who brings wine and food."

Chen Ping'an asked: "Passing by Haoran, first teach Bai Mao a recipe for immortality, and then accept an anonymous grandson with Ascension Qualification, Master Lu does it all with ease?"

It can be heard that Zhao Fuyang wants to go to the top of the mountain, there is a prerequisite, he has to go with Lu Shen, the ancestor who is separated by many generations, to go to the Qingming world where the mountains are rich.

Lu Chen asked back: "Looking at the history books, how come there are so many powerful people who are not princes or princes in the land of Longxing, within a county, or at most a county? Looking at several worlds, on the mountain, similar to the Lizhu Cave in Aquarius Island, the Wuling Juvenile Grotto of the Qingshen Dynasty, how many in total?"

Lu Chen put his chopsticks on top of his rice bowl, like a bridge suspended in the air, and asked himself, "The world is going astray, how many roads can there be? Follow the right person, walk the right way, the world is the same as the time. Power. Going the wrong way, even if you are a hero with a higher heart than the sky, you will also be depressed and unwilling. Maybe there are occasional exceptions, after all, it is only an exception. After all, there is a broad road that leads to prosperity. Without perseverance, the strength of your feet is weak. , of course, it is difficult to go far.”

"Chen Pingan, you guessed wrong. If Zhao Fuyang wants to achieve the highest level, he can't be led by the nose, and he can't be under a big tree to enjoy the shade. This is his fifth path."

"Don't forget, why some people say that there is no pure wild cultivator of the upper five realms on the mountain. At the same time, don't forget, although Baidicheng Zheng Juzhong has a teacher, but in the true sense, he is also a wild cultivator of Shan Ze, he is pure Ye Xiu."

Lu Chen picked up a chopstick, "It's hard to support a single tree. Even if you get on the table and pull the food with your hands, it's not a good idea. You will be beaten by others, reprimanded by the elders, or driven off the table."

Lu Chen picked up another chopstick, "If you complement each other, you can eat with vegetables. As for how much you can eat, it depends on the appetite and stomach of the person sitting next to the table."

"A pair of chopsticks can be Chen Ping'an in Niping Lane and Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane, or Liu Xianyang and Chen Ping'an, or Gu Can and Song Jixin, Song Jixin and Zhao Yao, Li Huai and Hu Feng , Hu Feng and Dong Shuijing, etc., and so on, and so on, it can be a dining table, a gambling table where the chairs and chairs are removed after losing a bet, or a table for offering incense."

Jinque Pai Zushan, Qingjing Peak, and Jinxian Nunnery.

The contemporary peak master is a golden cultivator who looks like an old woman, leading a group of direct descendants, standing near a pavilion outside the cliff with white clouds like the sea, and joined hands to welcome the visit of the "shangzong" immortal master.

The founder of the Jinque Sect, before Bingjie passed away, she once left a decree for the direct disciples of the various peaks, or her last wish. She hopes that one day, the children of the Jinque Sect can accumulate merits and virtues and help her in the future. The Lingfei Temple of the Baishuang Dynasty was restored to its pedigree status and re-registered. That's all. At the same time, she also issued a death order. Even if her own sect is in the midst of life and death, she must not disturb the cultivation of her master in Lingfei Temple. Whoever dares to violate this law is to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors. .

Therefore, even in that battle, the cultivators of Jinque sent all the peaks, always abide by the ancestral teachings, and did not take the initiative to contact Lingfeiguan.

Even if the old master of Lingfei Temple and the immortal emperor Cao Rong were born and made immortal achievements in the battle of Laolongcheng, the Jinque faction, especially the cultivators in the lineage of Jinxian'an, were extremely excited, and they could only hide this secret in deep in the heart.

Therefore, when Lingfei Temple, the current Lingfei Palace, actually took the initiative to send a letter to Jinxian'an, saying that the palace master would come here as a guest, and all the direct disciples of Jinxian'an were overjoyed.

In the moonlit night, a young female crown shrank the mountains and rivers, and was the first to appear on the cliff, followed by a white-haired monk who looked like a child, holding a whisk and carrying a mahogany sword, standing beside the female crown.

Taoism has immortality, which can be rejuvenated and rejuvenated, with white hair and long babies.

Afterwards, there was thunder in the sky, and a young man with disheveled hair arrived at a gallop. The sea of ​​clouds along the way was cut open by swords, and he landed beside the white-haired boy.

He wanted to reach out and touch the head of the "child", but suddenly the sword light flashed, and the young man had to withdraw his hand.

The old woman in Jinxian'an could not help herself, her eyes were rosy, she bowed her head, and said in a trembling voice, "All disciples of Jinxian'an in Qingjing Peak, pay tribute to the patriarch Xiangjun of Lingfei Palace."

In fact, it's not that the old woman doesn't know the identities of the other two, but she has to pick out the patriarch Xiangjun, who is named "Dongting", and call him honorably.

In this way, it is equivalent to her taking the place of the Xiashan Jinque faction, a kind of respect to the Shangzong Lingfei Palace. To be precise, it was for the founder of the mountain and Na Lingfei Guan, who gave a bow.

Xiangjun said indifferently: "No need to be too polite, Xing Zi, except for you to stay, the rest will go to practice separately."

The old woman waved her sleeves, "You all step back."

Xiangjun was the first to walk on a bluestone road beside the cliff, and the old woman named Xing Zi hurriedly gave the "children" and the young man a bowing ceremony.

This Wei Zhenren, who seems to have no Taoist name, was a Taoist priest in charge of Lingfei Temple in the past. Now he has been promoted from Taoist temple to Taoist palace, but he has stepped down from the role of master law.

But no one would think that this "little Daotong boy" was exiled. The reason could not be more simple. He was a closed disciple of the previous watcher, Cao Rong.

Whether it is the immortal mansion on the mountain or the sect down the mountain, it seems that there have always been only the first disciples who made mistakes, and the closed disciples who never made mistakes.

As for the "Master Wen", whose name is Wen Shen, nicknamed "Wen Lang" on the mountain, before the age of forty, he was already a martial artist who traveled far away.

Even more of a wanderer.

Xiang Jun just came to the Jinque faction from a small sect and separated from Dong Shuijing not long ago.

Just now, Junior Brother Wei was still in the Qingxing Kingdom's capital. As for Junior Nephew Wen Jingxuan, it was no accident that he escaped from a certain fat powder nest.

On the side of the Chuiqing Peak of the Jinque School, there is a scenic spot, which is a backward waterfall.

Xiangjun stopped, looked at the waterfall that splashed like snow and thundered, and said, "Before Shizun went down the mountain for a long trip, he passed down a secret edict to allow her to resume her status as a genealogy of Lingfei Temple. She also said that you are in the line of Jinxian'an, You can break away from the Jinque faction and recognize your ancestors and return to the ancestry with Lingfei Guan. Of course, you can't force it. The monks of Qingjing Peak can go or stay at will. As for the peaks of the Jinque faction outside the Jinxian Temple, it is not a problem. I guess they are not reconciled, so we can save ourselves. Passionate."

The old woman was sobbing silently, facing the south, bowed down to the ground, bowed three times and nine times, and kowtowed to the ancestor Cao Tianjun in thanks.

Xiang Jun helped her up, "If Cheng Qian stops me, I can let Junior Brother Wei and Wen Chengxin stay on Qingjing Peak's side."

After the old woman got up, she covered her face and cried many times.

The young man smiled and said, "Have you heard that, after Tong Yezhou started spring this year, a lot of big things happened."

Wei Zhen sneered.

Except for a few big surnamed families in Laolongcheng who are used to doing business, on the side of Aquarius, they almost don't like to inquire about the landscape and personnel of Tongyezhou.

The feng shui turns, and the monks on Tongyezhou Mountain in the past also viewed the northern neighbor Aquarius in this way.

Xiang Jun nodded and said, "It's a big deal."

Only then did Zhenren Wei raise a little interest, "How do you say it?"

Wen raised his hands carefully, shook his wrists, and said with a smile: "The first major event is that a brand-new sect named Qingping Sword Sect appeared in the southernmost part of the Yuan Dynasty in the Great Yuan Dynasty. This Qingping Sword Sect is the descendant of the Luopo Mountain in Baopingzhou. The first sect master was named Cui Dongshan, a strange character whose origin was unknown. The only time this person appeared in public was our young hidden official. With his friend Liu Xianyang, we asked Jianzhengyang Mountain together, during which Cui Dongshan appeared, and according to the genealogy of the patriarch of Luopao Mountain, he was considered a student of Chen Ping'an."

The level of the realm is a mystery.

Xiang Jun said with a smile: "You should show some respect to Mr. Chen of Luopao Mountain and the head of the Qingping Sword Sect."

It stands to reason that, as the first sect master of the next sect, it must be the Jade Pure Realm. Later successors, on the contrary, have no requirements for realm, as long as there are cultivators of the Jade Pure Realm genealogy in the sect, they can sit on the top of the mountain.

Besides, Qingping Sword Sect is an extremely rare kendo sect, which is unprecedented in Tongye Continent. If Cui Dongshan is really a sword immortal in the Jade Pure Realm, how could there be nothing in Baoping Continent where the war was extremely tragic. Achievement, never made an inch? Just like the founding disciple of Chen Ping'an, Pei Qian who goes by the pseudonym "Zheng Qian", not only did she shine in the Dadu battlefield in the central part, but also in several battlefields from the central part of Jinjiazhou to the north earlier, she has already gained a reputation.

Therefore, there are different opinions on whether this Cui Dongshan is a Jade Pure Realm or a Sword Immortal in the Nascent Soul Realm. After all, with Chen Ping'an's cultural identity and his military exploits in the summer palace, the Confucian Temple is an exception to the Qingping Sword Sect, allowing a monk who is not in the upper five realms to be the suzerain, which is normal. Anyway, in the past few years, Several Haoran new sects are like this, not an isolated case.

Wen smiled carefully and said, "It's a pity that the Patriarch didn't allow me to go down the mountain, and I couldn't go to Da Li to accompany the capital, otherwise I could learn from that Pei Qian."

Wei Zhenzhen sneered: "I think there is only one difference between Pei Qian and Pei Qian, so there are some fights? Then why don't you just ask her master and trouble that Chen Yinguan?"

This martial nephew does not deny that he is a martial arts genius. Whenever he goes down the mountain to play, he likes to challenge others with boxing.

Wen Xin laughed and said: "Chen Ping'an is ten years older than me. If I had been reborn ten years earlier, and now I don't talk about the martial artist of the end, there should be a bottleneck on the mountain."

Xiang Jun said: "Pei Qian is not the kind of empty-skinned warrior you think. Her seven and eight realms back then will only be more solid than yours."

Wen squinted his eyes carefully and said, "Hearing is false, seeing is believing."

The second thing is related to Jade Guizong. The sect master Wei Ying went to the wilderness. The new master of Jiuyi Peak was a child named Qiu Zhi, who was already a sword cultivator in the Dragon Gate realm at a young age.

On the other side of Taiping Mountain, Huang Ting, the female crown, returned to Tongye Continent from the colorful world, and there was an extremely rare one person and one sect in the history of Haoran.

Since the first thing she did when she returned to her hometown was to ask Jian Xiaolongqiu, Huang Ting was already an unquestionable Jade Pure Realm Sword Immortal.

As expected, Huang Ting, who can be said to be the first person in Tong Yezhou's blessing, seems to have broken through, as easily as a woman changing clothes.

Even more worthy of being a female cultivator who was as famous as that "Jiang Thief" in the past.

As for the little Longqiu, there was a world-shattering turmoil. The two Nascent Soul cultivators, who had no credit but also worked hard, did not know what wrong they had committed. They were personally detained by Immortal Longbeard from Longqiu in the Middle Earth and returned to the sect. After a long time, Situ Mengjing personally served as the mountain owner of Xiaolongqiu. It was like smashing a boulder into a pond, setting off turbulent waves, and without waiting for the onlookers to regain their calm, another "Flying Peak" came directly to fill up the small pond.

After that, it was Xiao Longqiu who declared that the mountain was closed for a period of a year.

In Pushan Yuncaotang, Huang Yiyun seems to have just entered the first floor of the ten realms of martial arts.

Dafu Academy, Lao Jiao Cheng Longzhou, deputy head of Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain of Dali Dynasty, but Linlu Academy is not one of the seventy-two academies. The head of the academy.

Zhou Mi, the head of the Yufu Academy in Beiju Luzhou, was also the first head in history who was punished to go to Gongdelin without major mistakes, and finally became the head of Tongyezhou Wuxi Academy.

In addition, Wen Yu, a very famous gentleman, served as the deputy head of Tianmu Academy.

In the eyes of outsiders, the three academies in Tongyezhou, where the chief and deputy mountain chiefs are all foreigners, are not ordinary undercurrents surging.

Although Wen Jingxuan was curious about Ye Yunyun's beauty, she didn't know the sky was so high that she wanted to go to Tong Yezhou and ask her for a fist.

No matter what, he and Huang Yiyun are both on the same path of cultivation. They have been practicing for a long time, and they are not in a hurry.

Wen murmured carefully: "Why is this Zhou Haijing so hard to find? She disappeared in the capital of Dali if she didn't see her. She couldn't be hidden by someone in a golden house, right?"

After all, Pei Qian was ranked second among the four major martial arts masters in Aquarius Island, second only to Song Changjing, who was said to have stepped into the threshold of the eleventh realm. Then Zhou Haijing, who was at the bottom of the ranking, was also a female master, so Wen thought carefully. The perfect object to ask about boxing, the mountain top realm, is still a beautiful woman who is hard to find even with a lantern. For this reason, Wen carefully went to the capital of Dali, but it turned out that there was no Zhou Haijing who had left the capital, so Wen carefully searched for a month without seeing anyone.

Xiangjun's heart was shocked for no reason. He raised his hand and rolled a green and faint letter-transmission flying sword into his sleeve, and used a secret technique to open the ban on flying swords. The voice of the master sounded in the heart lake.

"Master has an order, leave Wei Fuxiao, and bring Wen Jingxuan to Hehuan Mountain."

Xiang Jun didn't think much about it at first, but felt a little awkward. She suddenly realized that Shizun was talking about the old man... Shizun? !

And the master of the master of the female crown of the upper five realms is now in a side hall of the Fanwan Mansion in Hehuan Mountain, reading palmistry to several maids.

Chapter end