Sword of Coming Chapter 1214

Chapter 1214

Gu Can chatted well with the old Jin Dan who was the national teacher, he was airless and witty, so they hit it off, and some chatted, they sat together on the threshold of the hall, there was no hostile atmosphere at all. Sure enough, the maids brought the food carefully prepared by the imperial dining room. They only dared to take a long look at the sacred young man in Confucian shirt, and then walked lightly, silently, like a cat walking at night, with their heads down. Outside the gate of the main hall, Huang Lie took two food boxes, Gu Can thanked them with a smile, the old man said that the food boxes left here don't matter, he will deal with them himself, and they quietly retreated Next, the old man just ate a piece of pastry and stopped. The reason was that he could not eat too sweet and it would stick to his teeth. Gu Can was munching on the delicious food in the palace. The old man grabbed a flea from his body, twitched his fingers lightly, and snapped, as if every time he pulled a flea out of his body, he uttered a wordless complaint. Huang Lie, who has been the national teacher of Yuxuan Kingdom for decades, said to himself that he thinks it is very interesting to touch lice in front of officials and gentlemen. Gu Can nodded in agreement, it was very elegant. The old man asked Gu Can if he was the Master Liu of the Longquan Sword Sect. Gu Can smiled and shook his head and said no. The reason was that Master Liu was not as easy-talking as himself. The palace has long been in trouble. For example, Liu Xianyang would directly block the door of you and Xue Pang before. Huang Lie was even more uncertain about the identity of the young man in front of him, talking about Liu Zongzhu with such a casual tone? It can't be the one from Piyun Mountain, right? Absolutely impossible, could it be from Mi Dajianxian, who has a long sword spirit? I heard that this hidden official from the Summer Palace, a lineage of Jade Sword Cultivator, came to Haoran Tianxia, ​​and now he is in a fairyland. Does it mean that the water and soil of our Haoran Tianxia is not much worse than the Great Wall of Sword Qi? Gu Can seems to have guessed the old man's mind, but she is still not in a hurry to report her family name.

Yuxuan Kingdom is located in Aquarius Continent, which is a small country that can't be high enough to be low, and because it is one of the vassal states of the Great Li Dynasty, it depends on others, Huang Lie's title of national teacher is just an empty show, saying that one person is worth less than ten thousand people. The national teacher who is above the people is nothing more than the word "Golden Pill" that was hired by the Xue family to support the scene. After all, it is completely different from the embroidered Cui Chan to the Song family of the Dali Dynasty. It is not only the level of the two parties, The disparity seems to be very different, and it is because the national teacher Cui Chan is looking for trouble when he has nothing to do, and Huang Lie is hiding when he has something to do. Of course, Huang Lie still admires the embroidered tiger from the bottom of his heart. The reason is very simple. In the eyes of the old man , without the Dali Iron Cavalry and the national teacher Cui Chen, Aquarius Continent with hundreds of countries is more than just a country without a country, and people are not as good as ghosts. After all, a watchdog in a peaceful and prosperous world lives more like a person in a troubled world personal.

Yue Mo felt that it was not a problem to always sit relatively idle, so Huang Lie found a lame conversation starter and asked tentatively, "How did fellow Taoist get to know Master Chen Shan?"

Gu Can answered irrelevantly, "When I was young and ignorant, I heard someone tell me a truth that I thought was too big and empty at the time. He said that it might not be really interesting to be an accountant who makes calculations and deals with numbers all day long, but at least you can work hard. Having fun in the middle of the day is as small as calculating the daily expenses of a small sect, as large as studying the records of a sect on a mountain, or even a country, and you can discover a lot of hidden knowledge that is easily overlooked by people. Thoroughly, you can see through the clouds and mists gradually the spirit of a country, the trajectory of its rise and fall, and the traces of its policies. The context is a clear wheel track, when we are willing to pay patience and listen carefully, we can clearly hear the thunder of how history came and where it is going.”

Huang Lie thought about it for a while, and found that it was indeed an unheard of novelty. The old man turned his head and looked at the many palaces, and sighed: "Of course the idea is very good, but it is simple to say, but difficult to implement. If you have great perseverance, great perseverance, and great skills, you will be able to use it." This feat cannot be accomplished. The threshold for this matter is too high, how many people in a country can have access to these confidential files, and casually browse through the account books of a country's household department?"

Gu Can was noncommittal and just laughed it off.

Niping Lane in the small town, Luopo Mountain in the west, Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake, the small wine shop and summer palace in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, plus the Qingping Sword Sect of Tongyezhou today.

Huang Lie glanced at Gu Can's Confucian shirt attire, and asked with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, don't you think so?"

Gu Can said with a smile: "The most holy teacher said, 'Scholars are determined by the Tao', and the sages of later generations have added some relatively pragmatic principles. The predecessors are doing a backward push of the result, and this matter is naturally It suddenly became extremely difficult, and it is easy for people to take this matter too seriously, and it is inevitable that they will be regarded as timid and timid, which is even more difficult."

Huang Lie nodded, "Fellow Daoists are right, you have been educated."

Gu Can said: "Your junior said something offensive, the old man seems to be a bit of a misnomer when he is this national teacher?"

Huang Lie said with a hearty smile: "What kind of offensive words are these? It's a good thing to say that I'm not doing my job properly and squatting in a latrine without shitting."

Gu Can said: "At the end of the day, the Xue family of Yuxuan Kingdom can't really make the best use of everything, and doesn't know how to use people to do things."

Huang Lie smiled and said, "It's not fun to say such things."

Gu Can said, "It's okay, the blame is on me."

Huang Lie sighed, "As the old saying goes, you are neither deaf nor dumb, and you are not a writer."

Gu Can nodded, "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite."

Huang Lie sighed for no reason, "Taoism has Taoist methods, Buddhism has Buddhist practices, and Confucianism has Confucian living methods. You Confucians must make the framework of the real world clear and clear. I want people to be able to use it without learning. The context is traditional, and the torch is passed on from generation to generation. One generation has a generation's research and problems, and each generation has a generation's entrustment. Therefore, scholars inside and outside the temple are willing to use the people who entrust their lives Self-proclaimed. Presumably fellow Daoists are the same?"

Gu Can said with a smile: "Senior, you're thinking about it. I'm not a serious scholar. For me, being polite and following the rules is completely a last resort."

Huang Lie asked: "Have you ever suffered a loss?"

Gu Can nodded and said: "In this matter, I stumbled and suffered a lot, and then I grew a little memory. Someone said that the most stupid person in the world is the one who suffers for nothing."

Huang Lie smiled without saying a word. He has lived a long time, and he can still understand some hidden meanings. The "someone" that Gu Can called before and the "someone" now must be the Lord Chen Shan.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Can said something that made the old man puzzled, "The decisive battle between the two countries is not limited to the battlefield, and the confrontation between the two armies is not limited to warriors."

Gu Can explained: "You can replace the two countries with good and evil, and replace the two armies with yourself and others."

Huang Lie smacked his mouth, stretched out his palm against his chin, "It's a bit chewy."

Huang Lie asked with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, we chatted pretty well, so we can't get to the bottom of it, what is it about?"

Gu Can closed the food box, clapped her hands, and said with a smile, "My name is Gu Can, and I'm from the same town as Chen Ping'an, and we both live in Niping Lane."

Huang Lie was stunned and speechless, as if he had been hit by a sap, and his heart was shaken. Isn't that madman Gu Can, the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City, busy making contributions in other continents?

And according to the gossip on Baopingzhou Mountain, didn't everyone say that Chen Pingan and Gu Can had already broken up completely? It seems that they broke up unhappy in Shujian Lake back then, and had a dismal ending of never getting in touch with each other?

That's why later when Luoposhan and his party visited Zhengyangshan, there was the sword fairy Liu Xianyang, but Gu Can was absent. This is indeed the case, one is a closed disciple of the lineage of Wen Sheng, and the other is the direct descendant of a giant in the way of magic. After squandering everything, the two sides will definitely go farther and farther and have no books. According to common sense, such two people, who have reached the top of their own cultivation, will meet each other on the road in the future.

Gu Can covered her sleeves with both hands, squinted her eyes and asked with a smile: "I heard that it was me, senior was surprised?"

The old man also put his hands into his sleeves in a decent manner, but he quickly took them out and said angrily: "It's also the sleeves with hands and sleeves. If you do it, you will look like a nobleman. If I do it, I can only do it like a A peasant with a rustic hat."

Gu Can laughed out loud.

Gu Can said, "Huang Lie, can we discuss something?"

Huang Lie shuddered, and immediately said decisively: "Qi practitioners kill the emperor, but the taboo is the taboo among the taboos. Nowadays, the Confucian Temple has strict rules, and they will be arrested and sent to the academy to eat prison food. No, absolutely no! What's more The Emperor Xue is my employer after all, I can't do this kind of ungrateful behavior! Gu Can, if you are determined to kill here, I will definitely not be able to change anything. I will pay for my life for this. To be honest, I was not willing to part with it, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and stop me. You can beat me until I vomit blood and then faint. , can be regarded as a somewhat passable confession!"

Gu Can couldn't help laughing, "Senior is quick to talk."

Huang Lie asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the case?"

Gu Can said: "I am not a fool. With my current state, it is far from enough for me to wrestle with the rules of the Confucian Temple. The thing I want to discuss with you is because I think...we have a good chat. Instead of receiving a tight salary from the Xue family of Yuxuan Kingdom every year, Huang Lie, the national teacher, would rather vacate the cage to change the bird, change to a mountain, get a new identity, earn immortal money and practice Taoism without delay. .”

Huang Lie frowned and said, "What mountain, what identity?"

Wouldn't it be that I, a genealogy monk with a clean background, would go to the White Emperor City of Middle-earth to make a living? Changing the family genealogy, Huang Lie thought that his skin was not thick enough.

Besides, the outside world said that there are so many strange people and strangers in Baidi City. He, a Jindan cultivator, entered Baidi City. Even with Gu Can's guidance and foreshadowing, he would really be able to eat delicious food, drink spicy food, and lie down to enjoy the blessings? In the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, among other things, Huang Lie can at least sleep peacefully every day.

Gu Can stood up and said slowly: "I invite you to a new sect without red tape to serve as a named offering. Don't worry, it's the kind of real power offering that has seats in the Patriarch Hall. I can assure you that if you don't want to do anything, you can be free. If you want to do things, you will be very busy. It depends on your own wishes, Huang Lie. In addition, as the meeting ceremony of the suzerain, it is two or three Taoist secrets that make Huang Lie hopeful to become a Nascent Soul monk, and find a chance to be among the top five in the future. As for whether you can break through the realm in the end, or even go one step further, practice is ultimately your own business, and it's not a child's play, no one can guarantee that you will be able to cross one or two big steps."

Huang Lie got up subconsciously, "I have to ask, fellow daoists are so sincere, why do you like me?"

Gu Can said with a smile: "On the one hand, you are pleasing to the eye. On the other hand, you feel that your golden core bottleneck is not unbreakable, but just lacks opportunities and resources. A Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter where he is, They are still relatively valuable. For example, my first master, Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao, he has been a Nascent Soul Immortal for many years. He was in Shujian Lake back then. A big man like an emperor."

Huang Lie asked cautiously: "Fellow Taoist, are you ready to start a sect?"

Gu Can nodded, and said in a heartfelt voice: "Senior brother and I will keep silent, and each will take his own account and take a group of people from Baidi City. Baidi City will soon become an empty city. Make a next sect."

Huang Lie said: "What if I reject the invitation of fellow Taoist?"

Gu Can said: "Don't worry, there will be no consequences. A twisted melon is not sweet. To tell the truth, what do you care about with a golden elixir now? It's a loss. If you and I say goodbye today, it's nothing more than going our separate ways, but in the future It will be difficult for you to join after that sect has improved. Of course, Huang Lie can stay here to eat and wait for death. Whether he can break through or not is up to fate, but he can live a comfortable and peaceful life , the right is that the rich man is looking for a place to retire. Of course, you can also bet on the gambling table. Zongmen, take a big gamble, pursue the true Dao, and see if you can add another upper five-level monk to Aquarius Continent in the future."

Huang Lie stared at Gu Can's face with gleaming eyes, and the old man smiled and said, "It's a good thing that there is no such store in this village? Since everyone says that the tree is moved, the dead are moved, and the dead are moved, then I beseech you." A request?!"

Gu Can asked abruptly, with playful eyes, "Aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?"

Huang Lie was stunned at first, then smiled and said: "Since Gu Zongzhu and Chen Yinguan are still friends, and there is a big deviation from the rumors outside, there must be a bottom line in doing things."

Gu Can's face was sullen, she muttered in a low voice, and scolded her mother in her hometown dialect.

Huang Lie, who was a bit worried at first, felt relieved after seeing this scene, for some reason, the old man felt that he had made the right bet this time!

Huang Lie used the title of "Gu Zongzhu" again, and asked curiously: "Just ask me, why didn't you go to Luopo Mountain, but went to Baidi City instead?"

Gu Can asked back, "Are there any differences?"

Huang Lie didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Gu Can smiled and said: "It is said in the book that if you have a good neighbor, you will see a gentleman every day."

The savage female cultivator whose Taoist name is Chunxiao and whose alias is Gu Lingyan, she still pretends to be a ghost at the Qin Tianjian, and she never tires of it.

However, she also knew her strengths. She was able to fool the three supervisors by relying on her high level. It may not be because they were not smart enough.

Ever since she followed Gu Can as a personal maid, it is reasonable to say that it is rare for her to come out to let the wind go, and she has a moment of freedom, which should be a bit relaxing, but instead she thinks about the palace from time to time, whether there is a fight, whether there is any excitement to watch , This made Gu Lingyu laugh at himself in his heart, ha, cats and rice bowls, dogs and owners.

The mountains are so high that there are few people. According to legend, an ancient immortal ordered Wu Ding to open a straight road in the dangerous place where the mountains are winding and the peaks are like swords. Later, some emperors planted ancient cypresses beside the road, the trees were full of shade, and the road was like a corridor of emerald clouds. For two thousand years, there is a plank road leaning against dangerous peaks and facing torrents below. The predecessors drilled holes on this wall to frame wood and built a narrow plank road. An ancient-looking young man walked along it, holding a seven-hole bone flute. It was ground from the ulnar bone of a crane, and a golden slip of sin was hung on the waist. In the abandoned ancient inn with the name of raising pens, the young man who had enlightened the five gods in history stopped and stopped. Since then, he has been a man of great powers and attained the Tao. Of course he knows that this is abnormal, but for two thousand years, he can only **** for clues in the world alone, searching for a certain truth, but he has never been able to find out. The young man sighed and stepped into the dilapidated old inn. He, who is good at geomantic skills, knew in advance that this place was quite mysterious. It seemed to be another talisman crossing set up by a fellow man. He had traveled alone for a long time, and he had already discovered it. In this world, there seems to be such unowned buildings left everywhere. If there is a pavilion at the foot of the mountain for the common people to rest their feet, then there is a ferry "in the middle of the mountain", which seems to be specially used to help Qi refiners cross the mountains and rivers. Sure enough, the next moment, there were ripples, and the scene around him changed instantly. When the boy's footsteps landed, this ancient immortal who still didn't know his name came to another mountain that was thousands of miles away. In a Taoist temple, there are five old men with different expressions, and they are looking at a huge scroll that is spread out. There are so many blanks in the painting, only yin and yang fish are painted. Seeing the uninvited young real person, the five old men wanted to fight poetry with him. The young man laughed dumbly, glanced at the yin and yang fish on the scroll, and didn't bother to chat nonsense with those arty mountain spirits. A puff of smoke jumped into the picture scroll, and then came to a bustling market. The young man seemed to be in a water town, surrounded by houses in the shape of a seal. According to local customs, when marrying a daughter, one must ride There are at least three bridges for the colorful boats decorated with lights, Fulu Bridge, Wan'an Bridge and Changshou Bridge. The young man passed by a time-honored soy sauce garden that had been sold for thousands of miles. The open-air drying area covered a huge area, and there were huge sauce vats lined up vertically and horizontally. According to a rough estimate, there were at least two thousand. The strong aroma of soy sauce wafted through his nostrils. The young man looked around casually, his gaze pierced the walls and across the house, and he saw a well-matched couple. After the marriage, the harp played harmoniously. On this day, the newlywed woman spread paper and rubbed ink, and the man was drawing a small three-foot painting However, there are as many as five or six hundred words in the inscription and postscript. The neighbor's tall gate is full of flowers, and there is a crape myrtle plant in the courtyard. The villagers don't know how expensive it is. From the eyes of the young immortal, it seems that it is about to become a fine plant. And in this old house, there is a large pile of IOUs written on the desk in the study, and an old man who is about to die is throwing those IOUs into the brazier. The unworthy descendants outside the door, watching this scene, gritted their teeth one by one, widened their eyes, the eye sockets were covered with red threads, full of resentment and resentment, but they dared not show it. Seeing this, the young immortal sighed, and walked into an alley, where there was a strong young man who set up a stall to swindle money, squatting on the side of the road, with his hands in his sleeves, yawning.

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