Sword of Coming Chapter 1228

Chapter 1228: Teaching boxing and preaching

Standing on the top of the mountain is Chen Pingan's mind and sword holder.

Previously, we traveled far away together to a secret sword-making place.

The first ancestor of the military strategist sneered: "Pretending, you finally look like a human being."

It is both the greatest compliment and the greatest irony.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "A life of frustration has led to today, and old friends on the road have withered so far. If you and the sword cultivator hadn't wanted to occupy the old heaven and parted ways with the founder of the three religions, leading to the first schism in the world, otherwise your military strategists would have long ago Li Jiao, you will not end up in a situation where you will be beheaded first and then imprisoned for ten thousand years. Now that you think about it, do you regret it?"

The first ancestor of the military strategist strode up the mountain and said sarcastically: "My identity has changed, and my tone has also changed. The pure martial artist who I was before did not dare to talk to me like this. It is raining from the sky, haha, it is raining from the sky, the founder of the three religions, I am really not afraid As time goes by, your kid has been transformed into a Taoist? The one in the sky cannot be broken, so they can only surround it and sit there for thousands of years facing Zhou Mi and the new gods. You both look at me and I look at you. If you stare blankly, there will be another one in the world, wouldn't it be a disaster?"

Zhou Mi ascended to the sky, Chen Ping'an was on the ground, each taking half.

Of course, it's not Zhou Mi or Chen Pingan, it's the co-lord of the Heavenly Court who “turned around” after ten thousand years, whether it's Haoran Jia Sheng or Chen Pingan of Mu Bottle Alley, they all got to where they are today step by step. Like the two of them divided the family property equally.

The ancestor of the military strategist was chopped down by a sword from the top of the mountain and retreated to the foot of the mountain. The burly man just stretched out his hand to grab it, pulled out the abundant sword energy that was as difficult as a long river of time from his body, and threw it away thousands of miles away. Outside, there was an earth-shaking vibration. The burly man didn't even look at it and just climbed the mountain again.

There were no words this time, and he just walked silently to the mountainside, only to be hit back to the foot of the mountain by a magnificent sword light pouring down the mountain like a waterfall in the Tianhe River.

The sword energy was condensed and spread all over the mountain. The ancestor of the military strategist used his fists to open the way, forcibly creating a huge gap, and went upstream. He laughed and said: "It's light and weak. Compared with thousands of years ago, the sword's energy is even stronger." It doesn't increase but decreases. It seems that the previous battle with the armored man has severely damaged the divinity. Haha, the dog bites the dog and the hair is all over the ground. It's pitiful to say that it's pathetic. How can I compare to you, a couple of dogs and a man and a woman, who share half of the heaven? The bearer of divinity, the new owner of the place where half of the 'down and out' lives, and the most lethal sword holder ever..."

The third sword slashed the burly man into two, but the latter instantly returned to his original appearance. He did not continue to climb the mountain, nor spoke again, but stood there halfway up the mountain.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Hand over the three swords, that's enough etiquette."

The tall woman smiled and nodded.

The first ancestor of the military strategist just returned to the top of the mountain in a gloomy mood. But he remembered two things, so he endured it. A man has clear grudges, and when he looked at Chen Ping'an, he was a little more pleasing to the eye.

Chen Ping'an looked at the ancestor of the military strategist and suddenly felt strange.

I heard that the person before me, ten thousand years ago, was famous for being arrogant, saying many exciting words, and also saying many jaw-dropping wild words.

For example, the sentence "When I open up a complete martial arts path, all races in the world can join me in becoming gods in the flesh. They no longer need to rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to feed themselves, and there is no need to worship or offer incense to anyone. Only by establishing a religion in this way can we be worthy of being called ancestors."

Another example is "Let me raise one more level of martial arts, and I can beat up the Taoist ancestor with one hand."

"Today's discussion, if you are a sword cultivator who no longer wants to be inferior to anyone else, and who wants to go to the ruins of Heaven to refine swords and make the final decision, come on, come on, stand on my side, and compete with the founders of the three religions on the opposite side."

Although this ancestor of the military strategist lost, he never gave up.

The tall woman smiled and said: "I am very forgetful. I just remembered that I came here. It seems that I broke the rules. The young master was a little unhappy and reminded me to leave quickly."

The first ancestor of the military strategist then suggested: "Why don't you go? Just stay here and have a fight with the young master. According to the etiquette of thousands of years ago, whoever wins will listen."

Chen Pingan said: "Then you go back first."

The tall woman nodded and said, "Master, don't forget the promise of Jiazi."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I have a good memory."

The first ancestor of the military strategist finally breathed a sigh of relief when the sword wielder, one of the five supreme masters, left this ancient star that was both a prison and a dojo.

After all, a common attack had injured Daoji too much, and he had completely lost his true body. The three "soft" sword blows had already made him feel overwhelmed for a long time. He sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and began to peel off those lingering ghosts. The scattered remaining sword energy, every time a sword energy is thrown out, it may contain several ancient swordsmanship, creating ravines a million miles long in the star dojo, and finally it will flick off with just one finger. With his pure "swordsmanship", he smashed a hole hundreds of miles deep... If it weren't for the help of the Li Sheng to cover up the celestial phenomena, the Yin Yang Family, Five Elements Family and Qin Tian Supervisor Qi Masters in the world would probably have suffered.

Chen Pingan said: "Zhenwushan Yu Shiwu, he is willing to return the three martial arts fortunes of the seniors. For the sake of saving two steps, can the seniors keep Yu Shiwu when they get back those 'martial arts fortunes'? Mental memory, try not to hurt the foundation of his soul?"

In fact, there is some suspicion that some pots are not opened and which pots are not mentioned. The first military dissolution in the world turned out to be a joint beheading and dismemberment. Talking about this as soon as we meet is really rubbing salt into the wound.

The first ancestor of the military strategist put his fists on his knees and showed no signs of anger. He said calmly: "You can make another request."

The implication is that you agree to this matter?

So easy to talk to? Then we, as juniors, have to talk a little more, right?

Although Chen Ping'an was confused, he still thought about it carefully and said: "My founding disciple Pei Qian, her photographic memory is different from that of ordinary Qi practitioners. Does your senior have a proper solution? "

The ancestor of the military strategist, who had his back to Chen Pingan, softened his tone a bit and said, "Change your request."

Although Chen Ping'an felt regretful, he had no choice but to change his request and said: "Senior, when you come down the mountain, you can go sit in the lotus root blessing of the junior in your free time."

The first ancestor of the military strategist sneered: "Who do you think I am, that I want to imitate the mountain **** and find a tree pillar to sit on?"

Judging from his tone, it was obvious that he was unwilling to go to Lotus Root Blessed Land to help "take charge of the mountains and rivers".

Now that Chen Pingan has settled the matter of Yu Shiwu with this senior, he is actually quite surprised. He originally thought that good things will be long-lasting, and even prepared the worst plan of breaking up if he disagreed with him. Now that he has achieved his goal, Chen Pingan No more trying to push the envelope.

Just accept it as soon as you see fit.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the military strategist had no intention of letting Chen Ping'an go immediately. He came and left whenever he wanted. What kind of place was this? Prepare the toilet with corn clothes?

Chen Ping'an didn't care, he just settled down as he came, and simply started to observe the eleven warriors standing on the top of the mountain. Chen Ping'an, who was squeezed out of the tenth level of Qi by his eldest disciple and was no longer in the dark, actually didn't feel surprised at all. He said that he had no regrets in his heart. That would be a lie to himself, but in the end he was more happy.

But how come Chen Ping'an, the nine-level man in red robe, was also squeezed out? After all, Chen Pingan is really confident that he will not move here for a long time. It is himself who has been "unprecedented" for thousands of years. This is an established fact. Even Chen Pingan, who is as cautious as Chen Pingan, feels that this person has hope to achieve this at least within a few hundred years. "No one will come after you."

No matter what, in less than a year, Chen Ping'an lost two seats at the top of the mountain one after another. Chen Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little melancholy. He squatted down and looked at the latecomer who had seized the territory.

The other party was quite easy to recognize. Among the eleven seats, there was only this strange martial artist. He sat cross-legged on the ground, with his back straight and his hands folded on his abdomen. The muscles in his arms were tangled, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, just because his hair was hanging to the ground, even covering his entire face. This man's fists are so vast that each hair is like a waterfall pouring down slowly. As this man breathes, the hairs flutter.

His body and muscles are strong and his fists are powerful, which can be said to be thrilling.

Chen Ping'an looked at it carefully and found it even more incredible. It turned out that every hair was covered with tens of thousands of ghosts?

The first ancestor of the military strategist said with a smile: "It's normal to lose to her from the top of the mountain to the bottom level."

"As time goes on, they will only get stronger and stronger. The world's martial arts path will never let you and Cao Ci, two young boys, share the same status and steal the limelight."

"How did you feel about the half-punch earlier?"

Chen Pingan said truthfully: "It's a great taste to have hot pot and wine."

The burly man laughed heartily, "Okay, that's a good statement. Once your sentence is over and you return to the world, you must have a hot pot and drink."

Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "As long as the seniors don't mind, how about the juniors go back to the mountain, prepare hot pot and wine, and come here in person to have a good meal?"

The first ancestor of the military strategist clicked his tongue and said: "As long as there is a little advantage to be taken advantage of, you really don't fall behind at all. Can those who follow you learn well?"

Chen Ping'an was surprised. Why did the ancestor of the military strategist's words always have an inexplicable meaning when the two sides met on the mountain top?

What qualifications do you have to tell me what my Luoluoshan style is like?

The burly man said: "In the next hundred years, there will be a lot of monks in the Fourteenth Realm. I don't know how many will be left in the next thousand years."

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Everyone will pursue his future according to his own ability. In the end, whether it will blossom or bear fruit, the future will depend on his own ability."

Carrying the true name of the demon clan and combining it with half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Ping'an's Immortal Slough robe can actually be named "Fengzheng".

As a result, the battle with Ma Kuxuan caused the robe to be broken, and there were a few fish in the wild world that had the opportunity to slip through the net.

The next moment, Chen Ping'an's mind returned to his true body. He was in a mansion at the foot of Fuyao, where he could lean on the railing and overlook Tiaoyu Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the burly man stood up and came to a place where he had to squat down and lower his head just to look him in the eye.

The charcoal-looking little girl, with her arms folded across her chest and her head tilted, seemed to be very puzzled. Is this stupid big guy just bragging about not drafting at my master's side? In fact, he can't eat spicy food or drink alcohol. , just the thought of eating hot pot and drinking old wine makes you unbearable? Ha, you're such a big guy, you're a loser. You're a million miles behind my master.

The burly man with gentle eyes wanted to reach out and rub her little head, but the little girl glared and angrily said, "Don't touch me."

The man who once took the place of the first Taoist priest in the world and continued to ascend to the sky covered his face with slightly trembling palms.

Zhu Lian, the master of Luolu Mountain, has a long life, and the king of Wei in the Northern Mountains.

Their appearance together was scary enough for the sixteen people. Especially the arrival of Beiyue Yeyou Shenjun is both unexpected and reasonable.

In Tiaoyu Mountain, eight martial arts practitioners and eight Taoists live separately.

When they arrived at the mountain, Zhu Lian led them to their respective residences. The house was clean and tidy, nothing more, neither rich nor immortal.

The master in charge didn't tell them any rules or taboos, he just told them to abide by their duties and be free to do whatever they wanted. As for how to calculate duty and what arbitrariness is, there is no explanation.

The two masters, Zheng Juzhong and Cen Yuanji, who were responsible for teaching boxing to the eight people, both lived in the mountains.

Master Zheng initially wanted to be neighbors with Master Cen, but it didn't work out.

And this man who didn't look like a master at all, told them with certainty as soon as they met, saying that he was one of the few martial arts masters in Aquarius Continent. He was talented in boxing and was even more talented in teaching boxing.

You must cherish it.

On the other hand, the woman who was clearly more like a master told them straight to the point that her qualifications were average and she was not good at martial arts. If anyone felt that they had been misled, they could find someone else to teach them.

But the other eight preachers still did not show up.

If Luo Luo Shan didn't tell them, they wouldn't dare to ask. It is most difficult for the immortal family to save people by common sense. It depends on everything including talent, character, chance, acquired habits, etc.

Everyone just silently practices and refines Qi according to the Taoist methods they have learned before.

Previously on the ferry, several boys and girls had made an appointment to go to the gate of Luopo Mountain for a stroll when they had free time. Now they were all beating in their hearts and did not dare to have such an idea.

I was afraid that if I jumped into the fish mountain, I would be caught red-handed, so I told them that I could just pack up my bags and go home.

Between Tiaoyu Mountain and Luolu Mountain, there is Fuyaolu, which is also said to be a mountain. When the weather is clear, you can vaguely see the scenery of Fuyaolu. If you are lucky, you can also see the Jise Peak shrouded in clouds and mist. The Ancestral Hall of Luolu Mountain was built there. The more it looks unreal, the more curious it becomes. I look forward to the next meeting of the Ancestral Hall and take a look at those images of immortals riding the wind and swords like rainbows from a distance.

In just a few days, the eight people's impressions of the two boxing masters were greatly changed. The one surnamed Zheng was careless and had no real skills, but he was really capable.

On the contrary, it was the female master surnamed Cen. If she was not deliberately hiding her clumsiness and unwilling to teach the truth, she would just be embroidering pillows and teaching the boxing moves. She was strict and orderly, nothing more.

Zheng Dafeng smiled and deliberately didn't say anything. Instead, he deliberately added fuel to the fire and taught the eight martial arts geniuses who had eyes as high as their heads a few good punches. If it is not a good piece of material, the Dali imperial court would not dare to send it here to waste Shanzhu Chen's precious time in cultivating the Taoism. They are all possessed by the fist spirit, and they have been inspected one by one by Qin Tianjian secretly, and they are indeed martial arts. If not, the Dali imperial court would not dare to send the next batch of carefully selected sword cultivators to Luopo Mountain.

Every time Cen Yuanji takes a break from teaching boxing, she always subconsciously purses her lips when she is alone in the martial arts arena. At night, looking at the lights on the table and the precious boxing records that Mr. Zhu compiled and hand-copied in his early years, she wanted to go to Luolu Mountain several times to find Mr. Zhu, or directly talk to Chen Ping'an about this boxing. She couldn't teach him, not out of anger, but because Cen Yuanji really believed that his level and qualifications were not enough. When it comes to whether he has any grievances in his heart, Cen Yuanji certainly has some.

The sun is setting in the west, and the sky is burning with clouds, bright red, like ancient gods smashing countless corals. There are green willows in the mountains, craggy rocks at dusk, and iron accumulation in the blue sky.

After Pei Qian left the Lotus Root Blessed Land, she came to the Tiaoyu Mountain Martial Arts Arena. She observed it secretly for a while. When Cen Yuanji said to take a rest, Pei Qian was sitting on the roof.

There were no whispers in the martial arts field. After all, this is the top of the vassal mountain of Luopo Mountain. God knows if there is that immortal who has used his magical power to view mountains and rivers and is looking at this place from a distance in Luopo Mountain?

But they abide by the rules and dare not make any mistakes. They don't say anything with their mouths, but their eyes can speak.

This made Cen Yuanji feel a little uncomfortable, but he could only pretend that nothing happened.

At the same time, Cen Yuanji suddenly understood a truth that Mr. Zhu himself said, but unfortunately she did not feel deeply about it back then. It's because she is so blessed that she doesn't know how blessed she is.

It turns out that in the past, no one took the realm seriously, not only in their eyes but also in their hearts.

Cen Yuanji heard someone calling Sister Cen.

She heard the voice was familiar but the title was unfamiliar. She came back to her senses, turned around and saw that it was Pei Qian. Cen Yuanji was stunned. She just smiled and nodded out of habit, forgetting to return the favor with her hands and fists. After all, when the two parties met in the past, their relationship was always so casual.

When Pei Qian showed up, the martial arts arena was in an uproar. Unlike that young hermit official, Pei Qian's appearance has long been known to people in the mountains.

Otherwise, in Aquarius Continent today, there wouldn't be so many quaint women wearing black clothes and wearing buns, all of whom would go by the pseudonym “Zheng Qian.”

Pei Qian, Grandmaster Pei! One of the four great masters of Aquarius Continent Wushu, who earned the nicknames "Zheng Qingming" and "Zheng Saqian" for his ability on the battlefield of Dali Capital.

Pei Qian didn't talk nonsense to them, saying that she would stay in the four realms, and you guys would go together. Remember, we would go together.

One punch at a time, the eight people were left lying on the ground twitching, as if they were walking around incessantly.

Pei Qian looked indifferent and said: "Are they all trash? Do you deserve to come here to learn boxing? Do you also deserve Cen Yuanji to teach you boxing?!"

"Get up! If you can't stand up on the count of three, leave Tiaoyu Mountain by yourself and find another master to learn boxing. Aren't all the eyes above the eyebrows? Are you afraid that you can't find anyone to teach boxing?"

Sister Cen is also a half-baked little brat like you, who has the right to look down on her? !

Before Pei Qian could count to three, there were seven people who stood up quickly as if their buttocks were on fire. There was also a girl with the weakest body. She was helped up by a young man who looked very similar to her, but she was just swept away by Pei Qian. At one glance, her eyes instantly turned red, and her mind went blank. The girl bit her lips tightly, not daring to cry.

Pei Qian said solemnly: "Walking six steps for two hours, I am exhausted, and it will take me two hours to crawl on the ground. If you can't do it, pack your luggage and go to the foot of the mountain to make a floor."

Zheng Dafeng squatted in the distance, secretly gloating.

Pei Qian looked at these people and became more and more angry. They all learned martial arts when they were young. If you get to the second floor of the Bamboo House, you can pack up and get out that day.

When he was a child, he didn't think it was a big deal. Pei Qian and Xiaomi Li secretly nicknamed Cen Yuanji Cen Hanhan in secret.

When Pei Qian grew up and reached a high level, he realized that it was not easy for Cen Yuanji to practice boxing, but it was not easy for Cen Yuanji to practice boxing.

Pei Qian now treats Cen Yuanji with no pity at all.

It is the respect of one pure martial artist for another pure martial artist.

Zheng Dafeng said with a playful smile: "Pei Qian, how to teach boxing is mainly decided by me and Cen Yuanji. If you are willing to come over and help me, of course there is no problem, but whether the eight of them stay or go, It doesn't count if you say so.”

Pei Qian said dullly: "I understand."

It was her who went beyond the rules.

Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Don't hold grudges in the small account book, let alone secretly complain to the mountain owner."

Pei Qian turned around and rolled his eyes.

Zheng Dafeng stood up and patted his butt, "Did you see that you are still calling me bragging? In the early years, I often gave guidance on Grandmaster Pei's boxing. Otherwise, would she be able to listen to your Master Zheng's advice today? Besides, Grandmaster Pei and you When Master Cen was sparring, you were still wearing crotchless pants. Each of you, your boxing skills are not very good, but your spirit is very high. Either you are thinking about discussing the eight classics with Master Pei in the future, or you are thinking about having the opportunity to meet with Chen Shan. Let's talk face to face, let's talk nonsense... Sirs, rich ladies, don't stand there in a daze, hurry up and start walking.”

Pei Qian walked to Cen Yuanji and hesitated for a moment, feeling that he was still unhappy and said, "Sister Cen, why should you underestimate yourself? Do you have to work hard to practice boxing and keep doing millions of things to pursue one person?" In the state of fists being handed out and no one in front of you, are you just talking about asking people about boxing? After learning boxing, and then teaching people to learn boxing, of course it will only be more important, shouldn't this be the truth?"

Cen Yuanji looked at Pei Qian's clear eyes and still pursed her lips, but she gradually raised the corners of her lips and nodded: "Xiao Heitan can also speak the truth now."

Pei Qian seemed to have succeeded all of a sudden, looking embarrassed and scratching his head.

It turns out that heroes are most afraid of meeting their neighbors.

Neighbors know too much about youthful embarrassments and bad habits. No matter who is rich and wealthy and returns to his hometown in fine clothes, no matter what his face looks like, he will inevitably murmur in his heart, is it him? Just her?

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes appeared out of thin air and stood at the edge of the martial arts arena.

Just appearing there, the eight children who were already guilty of a capital crime became more and more out of breath, and their simple six-step walking was more or less out of shape.

The man in green shirt smiled and said: "Learn boxing well. In the future, you should cherish the boxing lessons with Zheng Dafeng and take the boxing lessons with Cen Yuanji seriously. If you can't do it, go down the mountain and go back and forth wherever you come from."

Just after saying this, Chen Pingan took Pei Qian and walked down the mountain.

Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, but Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The teaching was good. It will be better if I teach you more calmly next time."

Pei Qian nodded and said, "I am not patient enough. In fact, I was far behind them back then. It makes no sense to lose my temper today. Master, after thinking about it, I may be angry at myself for not being sensible back then."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You have criticized yourself so much, how can Master still knock your chestnuts?"

Pei Qian grinned. He meant what he said and couldn't deceive the master.

Chen Ping'an was a little proud of herself. Cen Yuanji finally no longer looked at her like a prodigal, even if he didn't look like him, he was just pretending to be nice.

It's really not easy.

Pei Qian said: "Then I will go back to Tongyezhou."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You can stay a few more days."

During the busy time of tea picking, the rural village school took a break. At that time, the Meng children were very happy. The Master felt that teaching was really difficult, but as soon as school started, another Meng boy dropped out of school.

Earlier at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Ping'an passed on a Three Mountains Talisman to the old deaf boy to facilitate the new envoy's journey to Luo Po Mountain.

The old deaf boy didn't know the pros and cons, so he just regarded it as an ordinary big talisman on the top of the mountain. It has magical effects, and he didn't feel it was too hot. It's just a pity that this talisman has the restriction of using it three times, otherwise it will consume its own merit. Otherwise, there is no one in the world. Isn't the green mountain a place for those who hold talismans to escape? However, Xie Gou knew the background of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, and she deliberately did not tell the old deaf child the truth.

Zheng Qingjia was on Luopo Mountain, but after all, the "Mr. Xiao Mo" who had not waited for the half-grandmaster followed Gu Can to a place called Yunyan Country in Tongye Continent. Gu Can said that she had many old friends there, so she She prepared herself mentally.

The old master of Yiluohe, the great demon on the throne looked up, and now the women of the Daquan Dynasty worship "Jing Xing".

There is also Taoist Taoist priest Haoran Nen who stands proudly among the heroes in the wild Peach Pavilion where he lay sick every day in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The entire Jincui City had already been refined into emptiness by Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng taught her a technique to turn emptiness into reality. As long as Gu Can selected the sect address, Zheng Qingjia could take it out and take root in it. If you want to move to another place, it is easy. As for the group of genealogy monks in Jincui City who are still kept in the dark, they are not treated as well as Zhai Guangyun. They have never been released by Zheng Qingjia and are trapped in the situation of a dog eating the sun. They are frightened and have no idea why the sky has changed.

When the cross-continental ferry left Chuzhou, Zheng Qingjia took his direct disciple out of his sleeves and learned that Lord Yin Guan had returned to the mountain. He also met and chatted with the master for a few words. Zhai Guangyun's eyes were full of resentment. Nian Nian, complaining that the master doesn't care about her and doesn't have the beauty of an adult... Gu Can smiled playfully, Zheng Qingjia had no choice but to tell this direct disciple, someone is in the world now, if you pester the young hidden official like this, be careful of her sword cutting off your head, the master is here When the time comes, I can only help you get your head back, and I just hope she won't mess up your true body and soul. Although Zhai Guangyun was not afraid of anything, she was still very wary of Ning Yao, who had never been masked before. The reason was simple. The higher Ning Yao's level, the more distasteful she would find in the wild world. Ouch, an Ascension Realm sword cultivator is amazing.

What's so good about a woman who's about to close her shop just because her man is out drinking more wine with friends.

The young hidden official is good at everything, but his single-mindedness is not so good. It would be great if he could imitate Xiao Xun, the previous hidden official, and defect from the Sword Qi Great Wall. In the wild world, he would be kept for three years a year. One hundred and sixty-five days, changing partners every day!

Who doesn't know that the current co-leader of the Wilderness, who is an outstanding swordsman, and Zhou Qinggao, a close disciple of Wenhai Zhoumi, are famous as two secret official supporters, Tian Zihao and Di Zihao?

The Liuxia boat intentionally or unintentionally slowed down and passed by Zhongsu on Oriole Island, the boundary of Shujian Lake. He saw the young man in Confucian robes on the bow of the boat. This old Yuanying monk who was said to be the most like the genealogy monk in Shujian Lake took the initiative to board the boat and said, He changed his mind and was willing to leave the True Realm Genealogy and seek refuge with Gu Can. I never thought that Gu Can would also say that he had changed his mind. Even if you, Zhong Su, were willing to join my sect today, you would not be the first head of the sect and would have to start from the most ordinary position of registered worship. Zhong Su's face turned gloomy, but in the end he still did not get off the ship. Instead, he dropped a talisman with Oriole Island to let the group of disciples he had chosen board the ship.

Chen Ping'an had an honest talk with Zheng Qingjia before. Since he didn't know that Yuanhu Taoist fellows would come to Haoran Tianxia, ​​he made a deal with Taoting, who had now turned into a nen Taoist priest. The latter gave Jincuicheng Refining From the several secret techniques of the robe, the nun Taoist will take 10% of all the profits, and both parties will settle the accounts every sixty years.

Zheng Qingjia had a completely indifferent attitude towards this. He only said that Mr. Yin Guan did not need to care about Jincuicheng's opinion. The secret techniques of Jincuicheng weaving mastered by Senior Taoting were already slightly outdated old almanacs. Now Jincuicheng refines robes. His unique method is, "Don't come up with tricks, there are new ways." Not to mention that there are nine continents in Haoran. No matter how good the sales of Jincuicheng's robes are, if they can capture the business share of two or three continents, it is already the limit of Jincuicheng's output. It is always easy for smart people to deal with smart people.

In the world, southeast, northwest, there are always gatherings and separations, and we need to go our separate ways.

Cao Rong, the Tianjun of the Baiyu Jingnan Huacheng lineage, brought Zhao Fuyang back to Lingfei Palace, but his name will not be recorded for the time being. Let him retreat in a deserted Taoist temple on the top of a mountain to think about his mistakes, and allow him to practice practice and make amends for his mistakes. Cao Rong gave Zhao Fuyang a decree. Whether he can become his direct successor depends on whether Zhao Fuyang can reach the Nascent Soul realm without taking the winding road. If he succeeds, he can become Cao Rong's direct disciple. If not, He will be expelled from the mountain again and become a wild cultivator in the mountains until death.

In addition, the dark and thin girl named Ni Qing really got the Taoist title of "Qingni" in the ethereal and ethereal Lingfei Palace Patriarch Hall.

She also became Cao Tianjun's personal disciple, and became the same generation of senior disciples as Xiangjun, the contemporary palace master named "Dongting".

Dreams come true, which always makes people want to slap themselves in the face to confirm whether it is true or false.

The girl still remembers that in the darkness of the night, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown said to her, "Fellow Taoist Qingni, you and the two of us can kill fourteen realms together."

Fortunately, the Taoist priest who pretended to be clever and fooling around didn't forget to add another explanation to her, "They are fourteen first-level qi practitioners."

Many people and things in the world were just ordinary at that time.

Fortunately, this woman who has the "friendship" of a fellow villager is now also practicing Taoism in Lingfei Palace, and occasionally comes here to "disturb" her practice. In fact, Ni Qing also knows what the other party has planned, but it doesn't matter, the mountain is not pure. It seems like I can even hear the sound of falling leaves clearly. It is always good to have someone to talk to and talk about hometown affairs.

The woman's name is Yu Yiyou. She and her sisters Yu Rong and Yu were once the personal maids of Yu Chunzhi, the master of Fenwan Palace. They each had the opportunity to be blessed. Yu Yiyou worshiped a golden man from Lingfei Palace. Dan Dixian was his master, and he had just become a genealogy monk registered in the Ancestral Master Hall of Lingfei Palace. Yu Rongyu also became a direct disciple of Xing Zi, the Jinxian Temple on the ancestral mountain of the Jinque Sect. Yu Yiyou was happy for his good sisters, but also felt that he was luckier. After all, Jinxian'an was one of the "downhill" sects of Lingfei Palace.

It's just that the two women reunited in a foreign land, but their generations are quite different now. Yu Yiyu, who has not yet been consecrated and has no title, has to call Ni Qing "Grandmaster Qingni".

The Mountain Goddess of the Falling Yuan Mountain also went to the Yunxiao Dynasty and was able to fill her vacancy, becoming a Mountain Goddess canonized by the imperial court.

Lu Mo, a female martial artist, went to the Baihua Lake because Cao Tianjun made a special trip for her to send a vague decree, saying only that there was an opportunity there waiting for her to take it, and "don't wait until the time comes."

Lu Mo met an old monk who was reluctant to use this as a dojo at a ruined water palace. He was a slow-talking "young monk" who had a catchphrase, "I am here" How about a bad temper?

Ni Qing could not always connect the sword-carrying boy and the young Taoist priest with the young hermit official and the headmaster Bai Yujinglu.

I always feel that those two guys are just like the two bachelors squatting at the end of the village, wearing tattered cotton-padded jackets with cotton wool exposed, sullen eyebrows and droopy eyes, hands in sleeves, looking at the passing women, as if this is what they are.

The Qingbai Mansion in Chueziling did not move, nor did it suffer any military disaster. The owner of the mansion, Bai Mao, was so lucky that he couldn't figure it out. He always felt that Cheng Qian, the old man, and the court of Qingxing Kingdom looked at him with admiration and favored him when they chatted for a few words. This is a bit outrageous. Palace Master Bai is puzzled. Could it be that my ancestors had great masters and were gods on the mountain? But when Bai Mao was young, he carefully looked through the family tree and found that there was no such thing. Bai Mao missed the two new friends he had just met very much. One liked to brag, and the other probably had to do some forced buying and selling because of his livelihood...

Now Baimao will always think of how he seemed to have slapped the sword-carrying boy on the head by the well in the small town at the foot of Hehuan Mountain.

If we meet again, will we try again?

Luo Luo Shan did not wait for Xie Gou who was wandering around somewhere, but instead waited for the pair of master and disciple, Lao Deaf'er and You Yu.

At the gate of the mountain, the old deaf boy saw the white-haired boy who couldn't carry it clearly, an old acquaintance from the Sword Qi Great Wall Prison.

Because it was the first time for Youyu to use the Three Mountains Talisman, his realm was not high enough, and his body was not strong enough, so he felt dizzy just after he stood still and vomited.

The white-haired boy originally thought that the old deaf boy was just a passer-by on his family's hillside. As soon as he heard that the old deaf boy wanted to be his family's enshrinement, he immediately became unhappy.

The old deaf child also saw that the other person barely had the word "disgust" written on his face, and felt quite helpless. What was even more helpless was that the white-haired boy raised his chin. After being reminded, the old deaf child could only call out "Grandpa" .

The old deaf child did not forget to speak from his heart.

Before the old deaf boy became a formal worshiper, the white-haired boy started to put on small shoes for the other party. Hahaha, as soon as he had the power, he gave the order, "Youyu doesn't need to introduce, I know it very well. Old deaf boy, you Hurry up and report your name, Taoist number, place of origin, and level of cultivation."

The old deaf boy had no choice but to report his name Gantang, Taoist name Longsheng, the location of the Taoist temple in the past, etc.

At that time, Chen Pingan left Shiwandashan, and without outsiders, the old blind man began to miss his beloved disciple.

The old blind man showed mercy before the law. Seeing that the Ascended Realm lackey was protecting the path of his beloved disciple Li Huai and not causing a big problem, the old blind man just used the excuse that he had no merit and hard work and threw it to the young man. A Taoist ancient Taoist book, which is the first half of the Mountain Refining Technique. Now Taoist Master Nen is digging a large tunnel in Tongye Island. In name, he is helping to move the mountain because of the good relationship between Li Huai and Chen Ping'an. In fact, it is a true mountain-building demonstration.

Lian Hun is as generous as Tao Ting in the Wilderness. Occasionally, he will feel uneasy about his conscience. Could he be too resourceful and scheming too many hidden officials?

As a result, the old man in yellow was patrolling in Dadu, trying to find out someone who was smashing talismans and delaying his mountain refining. In a daze, he was caught in Shiwandashan.

The young Taoist doesn't know what he did wrong again. How his Taoist heart is has long been unimportant. It is just a piece of gall that may break at any time. Used to it.

The old blind man smiled half-heartedly, "I heard that you have made a deal with Chen Ping'an?"

The young Taoist had a sad face and felt extremely sad in his heart. Well, Chen Ping'an, you're just trying to make some magic money from you, so why are you suing me here? If you want to grab money, just say so, why bother negotiating a deal.

The old blind man said: "Did I give you face?"

The young Taoist shows his true body and goes to the ground. Please stay!

After waiting for a long time, but still not waiting for the old blind man's kick, the young Taoist raised his head, a little confused.

The old blind man took out a Taoist book from his sleeve and threw it to the young Taoist's mouth, "Take it away."

The young Taoist hurriedly grabbed the Taoist book, the second half of the Mountain Refining Technique!

The old blind man said: "If within a hundred years, you still can't join the Tao and can't compete with Zhu Yan, you can just lie there and enjoy the blessings in the Ascension Realm for the rest of your life."

The young Taoist transformed into a human form, holding the book in both hands, weeping with joy, and bowed to express his thanks: "Barbarian Peach Pavilion, I would like to thank my predecessors for their kindness in preaching!"

But the old blind man was so grateful to Taoting that he didn't take it seriously at all and just told him to get out of here so that he wouldn't be an eyesore.

When the young Taoist returned to Dadu in Tongyezhou and regained consciousness, there were two vague words lingering in his ears.

"Now that you are in the Ascension realm, your vision is still narrow. When you see me, you are like a frog at the bottom of a well looking up at the moon."

"When you are lucky enough to reach the Fourteenth Realm one day, you will see me like a mayfly in the sky."

Xie Gou also returned to Luopo Mountain, saying that he missed Shanzhu Chen and Guo Guo very much after wandering around for a few days.

Chen Pingan said that he planned to let Xiaomo go to Tiaoyu Mountain to teach Taoism in the future.

The underlying meaning of a certain sentence that goes unspoken could not be more simple.

Xie Cixi, since your Xiaomo is not in the mountains for the time being?

Xie Gou immediately understood, rubbed the mink hat, and put on a posture of showing no one else but me, "Mountain Master, Mountain Master, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

When they arrived at Tiaoyu Mountain, the girl in the mink hat saw the eight qi practitioners and said straight to the point: "My name is Xie Gou, and I am Xiaomo's Taoist companion. In these days, I will teach you well, and you will learn well, and try to stay." , drink my wedding wine with Xiaomo."

The eight people looked at each other in shock. They had thought of many ways to meet the preacher, but they never imagined that it would be such a person and such a scene.

Xie Gou remembered the mountain master's instructions, so she added a few words, "One of my Taoist names is Bai Jing. He comes from the wild world and has beheaded several throne monsters. After the introduction, he was ready to preach. Everyone cheered up. , you have to start hearing the truth.”

Ignoring the dumbfounded little guys, Xie Gou went to work on his own. I heard that the mountain master planned to visit the Qionglin Sect in Luzhou, Beiju in the near future. Xie Gou became energetic when he heard this and would not feel sleepy again. As for temporarily replacing Xiaomo and giving eight wastes... Well, you can't say that, and you can't say that one day in the future. Some of them are the genealogy monks of the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall. She helps them teach Taoism. Just a little bit from her fingernails is enough for these guys to learn it for hundreds of thousands of years.

As for what to do in Qionglin Sect, Xie Gou didn't hesitate to ask, what else could be done? Either ask for swordsmanship or demolish the ancestral hall.

Xie Gou was very happy about this. What a wonderful name I got.

In other places, dogs fight against human power. It's good for the mountain owner, but the man is the dog's power.

Chapter end