Sword of Coming Chapter 1249

Chapter 1249 Twenty People and Candidates (7)

Heaven and earth are like an eternal couple. If you hang it upside down and look at it, the stars are shining brightly and thousands of lights are on. The earth, mountains and rivers are like caissons.

The light of the sword flashed, and Chen Pingan reached out to catch the flying sword. After reading the content, he smiled and said: "It is better to come early than to come by chance."

Xie Cixi knew his mountain master well, "Did you pick up the money?"

Chen Ping'an handed the envelope to Xie Gou, nodded and smiled: "That's right, good things come in pairs."

It turns out that there was finally some good news over the temporarily established Ancestral Hall in Yunyan Country. After all the hard work of excavating Dadu, various forces moved mountains and diverted water along the way. A certain small vassal country of the Yu Dynasty was here. A few days later, the ruins of a terrestrial dragon palace that violated etiquette were accidentally unearthed. The majestic atmosphere is almost comparable to the three thousand-year-old Sihai Dragon Palace. The tens of thousands of years of coral contained in it are rare in the world. This thing is priceless. It is a natural treasure pavilion that can hang various spiritual treasures. It can also be refined into a sword stand, which has many incredible uses.

Since it is not of ordinary value, the final ownership of this terrestrial dragon palace is worth pondering.

Xie Gou read the letter written by Mrs. Zhong and laughed loudly: "Without those troublemakers like Qingyang, Tongyezhou's fortune will suddenly improve."

She then asked a key question: "In the covenant signed with Yu Guizong and the others, was there a plan to deal with this situation clearly in advance?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Of course there must be. There must be a general framework that everyone agrees with in advance. Otherwise, money and silk will touch people's hearts. If we talk about feelings when we should talk about money, wouldn't it hurt our feelings? Including Dongtian Paradise, various ancient dojos , the country where the Immortal Mansion ruins are located can take 20% of the income, which is equivalent to their ancestral property. If it is located within the boundaries of a certain Immortal Mansion sect with clear title deeds, it can also share 20%. In fact, at the beginning, our Sect Master Cui felt that It was enough to show loyalty by deducting two achievements, and let the local country and the mountain sect discuss the division of the accounts. Neither the Yao family of Daquan nor the Ye family of Pushan agreed. The Yugui Sect wanted to compete. See our Qingping Sword Sect Capital No objection, forget it. As for the rest, according to the money-spending efforts of Qingping Sword Sect, Yugui Sect, Daquan Yao Sect and other forces, according to their respective proportions, they will get matching dividends. Of course, a certain country, a certain country Immortal Mansion can resell and buy their respective 20% of the dividends on the spot, find a new owner, and exchange them for cash."

Xie Gou grinned. When it comes to money, our mountain master is in particularly good spirits.

Xie Gou rubbed his hands and asked: "The Dragon Palace has many restrictions. If we open the door, can we get more?"

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, saying that his second minister was very concerned about making money.

Since the landscape restrictions of the Dragon Palace have always been the most difficult to crack among the various ruins and secret realms, the Yu Dynasty did not dare to act rashly and "open the door" casually, fearing that an accident would cause the ground to shake and a series of other consequences. Become a disaster. So there is no way to give an accurate estimate yet.

The secluded Taoists in the world have opened up Taoist temples, but they have to admit that there is no hope of Taoism in this life, because they do not want to cut off the Taoist lineage, or they hope that the virtuous and predestined people in the future will get it and help pass on the Dharma lineage. Or maybe you have a little bit of luck, thinking that after you are reincarnated, you can one day revisit your old place, renew your relationship, and climb mountains to practice Taoism again. As long as you succeed, your "present body" can save a lot of trouble on the road of cultivation. Therefore, this kind of ownerless dojo often leaves one or two clues, so that it is not a dead end.

On the other hand, the Big and Small Dragon Palaces are recognized as treasure-hiding places, and their burial meaning is even more important. There are many tragedies in history where abandoned Dragon Palaces were opened without permission, causing the landscape to shake and causing disaster to one party.

As for the Dragon Palace where Bai Deng was hiding, if Chen Ping'an hadn't happened to be nearby, and Lu Chen was responsible for clearing the way, the country would have been as powerful as the Great Li Dynasty, and they wouldn't have dared to take it lightly.

Chen Ping'an said: "It's probably not our turn to take action. Feng Xuetao and Nen Taoist are both in the capital now."

One is a registered worshiper of the Jade Guizong, and the other likes to show off. These two Ascended Realms have become the best candidates to open the many doors of the Dragon Palace.

In fact, a certain Ascended Realm is more suitable. It's just that Yang Zhi, who used the pseudonym Jing Xing and served as a priest of the Yao family, has left the capital. Apparently, Xie Gou's appearance at the border of Yunyan Kingdom earlier alerted the big monster and chose to avoid it. .

This account is easy to calculate. With Xiao Mo and Bai Jing, even if Yang Zhi has Zhu Yan to help him, he will definitely have to run away, and he will even have to worry about whether he can run or not.

At this moment, in the direction of Nan Posuo Continent, there was a majestic Dao Qi rising straight into the sky. The glow was endless, and a purple-gold vortex appeared in the sky, with a little golden light rising slowly.

There is the auspicious atmosphere of ethereal music, jade chimes ringing, goddesses scattering flowers, and immortal officials sending blessings.

Another person has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

Thousands of disciples and disciples in the dojo where this man was located looked up at the magnificent painting, their eyes blurred and intoxicated.

When the enlightened man returned to the mountain dojo, they finally came to their senses and shouted in unison to congratulate their ancestor on his ascension...

Chen Ping'an could only rely on his qi-gazing technique to get a general idea of ​​the weather.

Xie Gou didn't know what secret technique was used, but he watched it with great interest.

All kinds of strange things come one after another. Auspicious miracles, spiritual treasures and opportunities arise at the historic moment, and they spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in Beiju, flew up on the Luan.

As Lu Chen's personal disciple, Cao Rong soared in the sea during the day.

Fu Qi from Old Dragon City had just come out of seclusion and became an immortal.

In Tongyezhou, there is also Huang Ting, a woman who has not long returned to Haoran. She has no bottleneck in cultivating Taoism, but she breaks through inexplicably and becomes a Taoist master.

Xie Gou murmured for no reason, "Unrequited love is like toothache."

Chen Pingan asked: "Did the old cook say it again?"

Xie Gou complained: "Don't always be an old cook. Show some respect to Mr. Lao Zhu."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You don't have to beat around the bush or make insinuations. Of course I am happy to see you and Xiao Mo become Taoist partners. I will definitely help anyone who can."

Xie Gou smiled brightly, very flatteringly, and raised his arms to make a fist-clenching gesture, "Mr. Zhu said that when it comes to love between men and women, the mountain master is a hidden master. Hold it in your hand Pinch it!"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Senior Xiancha believes this, do you believe it too?"

Back then on Osmanthus Island, when Chen Ping'an was still a teenager, he rarely boasted to others without drafting. At that time, Gu Qingsong was stunned.

Xie Gou asked: "The Mountain Master seems to be afraid of the Master of Bixiao Cave?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Of course I'm in awe. Besides, as the mountain master, I have to think more about Wei Xian and the others. I'm very reserved in what I say and do."

Xie Gou said: "Are you worried that they are puppets? Then just say it directly. With Xiao Mo here, fellow Taoist Bixiao will sell you face no matter what. Is it because the mountain master thinks that asking for help is too embarrassing?"

Chen Ping'an said: "If it were feasible, I would have said it a long time ago. Face is worth a lot of money. But the problem is that old viewers may not be willing to accept this. I am afraid that it will backfire on me if I am suspected of being good and getting a bargain."

Xie Gou nodded and said: "That's right, Fellow Daoist Bixiao's temper is indeed a bit strange."

Not accepting disciples, not teaching the Dharma, being alone with few close friends.

Another example is when the wild world is attacking Haoran, the smoke is everywhere, and it will not go away.

When the world in Haoran is peaceful, he will go to Qingming, where chaos has arisen.

Picture what? Do you dislike being too powerful? Are you kidding me by deliberately wasting your own moral integrity?

In fact, there is another very important reason. The master of Bixiao Cave seems to have a special impression of his own mountain master?

Xie Gou suggested: "Mountain Master, I'm bored anyway, why don't we go to the next mountain to have some wine?"

Chen Ping'an said: "There's nothing to talk about with them, it's just boring."

It's just that Xie Gou has removed the cover-up, so Chen Pingan just let her go without deliberately adding a formation to cover up his whereabouts.

The eyes of everyone over there were full of alertness. In the wilderness, two people suddenly appeared next to them, making everyone nervous.

Xie Gou threw out a piece of colorful silk satin that was more than ten feet long from his sleeve, and swept it towards the adjacent hilltop, like a rainbow across the sky, constantly stretching. The girl in the mink hat walked on the "bridge" with a bright smile, cupping her fists and shouting: "Fellow Taoists, don't panic, my senior brother and I are both upright and righteous people."

She has already prepared a draft. She is the proud daughter of an unknown small sect. She and her senior brothers are looking for fellow disciples and slaying demons along the way. Along the way, they have gained a lot...

Who doesn't know how to make up stories?

Alas, where is the mountain master?

Everyone saw the strange girl who didn't know where to stand. She suddenly stomped her feet and turned around and ran away halfway. She put away the good-looking colorful satin spirit treasure and said in a hurry: "Senior brother, wait for me."

She has a kind of natural intuition, which is similar to the Buddhist clairvoyance. She can see the true body and appearance of the great monks and many other visions without any obstacles.

There was a vague green figure on the other side of the mountain. Even if she just glanced at it, her heart was already unstable. But the other person's figure disappeared in a flash, and she didn't have time to take a closer look.

But in her eyes, the "girl" who built the bridge with colorful satin was like a sixteen-armed female god, with a terrifying and wild aura that made her breathless.

Before the girl in the mink hat turned and left, she clearly glanced at herself, nodded, and seemed to be smiling.

After catching up with the mountain master who was already more than a hundred miles away, Xie Gou said: "He is just a make-shift Taoist, but it's a pity that he didn't have the chance to enter the famous sect with the prefix Zong."

Xie Gou's so-called qualifications, if nothing else, he must have started as an Earth Immortal. I heard them talking about things on the mountain earlier. The immortal elders and respected seniors they respected as gods were the two golden elixirs. The few young talents who they thought were unattainable, the so-called giants in Taoism, were Just a view of the ocean.

Xie Gou actually has several forms. The current appearance of a girl in a mink hat is one of a kind, a kind of self-conquer.

The other one is the way she faced the ghost fairy Zheng Dan at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. In ancient times, Bai Jingduo appeared in this body and walked the earth.

The third form that the female cultivator looked at tonight was more like the appearance of Xie Gou. The fourth type is, of course, Xie Gou's true form of the demon clan.

In addition, there is a kind of perfect state that Xie Dog will only show when fighting for his life with people.

Xiao Mo, who likes to fight swordsmen with strong men, had no choice but to run to Luobaotan to avoid her when facing Bai Jing.

The old blind man has such a high vision, and his evaluation of Bai Jing is not low.

Chen Pingan asked: "That female cultivator sitting on the ivory mat?"

Xie Gou shook his head and said: "The one with freckles on his face is the green leaf for the former."

Chen Ping'an recalled his previous encounter by the river, and remembered the favoritism of the green-sleeved and yellow-crowned female fairy. He made a joke and laughed at himself: "I like to judge people by their appearance."

Xie Gou asked: "Should I go back and say hello to Sect Master Cui and ask him to pay attention?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

On the mountain, you don't have to change your genealogy before you can go to another ashram to practice Taoism. Just like the female genealogy cultivators on Zhuchai Island on the back of the fish, you can go to the Lotus Root Blessed Land to practice. They also help in Dragon Boat Turning Ink and Niujiaodu Baofuzhai, which is similar to officialdom. Secondment, or "walking" in a certain official position in a certain yamen. Generally speaking, Qi practitioners with such experience and qualifications are often direct disciples who have been carefully cultivated by the ancestral hall of the small sect. The Daxian Mansion is also willing to treat them with great courtesy and is happy to use them as wedding clothes. The latter will be both emotional and reasonable in the future. On the road of construction, the former is regarded as half of her natal family.

Yu Xuan took the initiative to send Taoist Ding and others to Luopo Mountain, which is a good example.

Of course, there is also Grandmaster Wen of Lingfei Palace who came in angrily and left happily.

Now Wen Chengcheng no longer regards himself as an outsider.

Wen Chengxin didn't know what he was thinking. Luopo Mountain didn't pay him a salary. Instead, he was killed by Zheng Dafeng again and again, and he was already in debt. Wen Chengxin actually "repayed evil with kindness". He spent a lot of thought and carefully compiled a boxing manual to deceive the children who were practicing martial arts. He said that it was a secret book for getting started in martial arts. It was the basis of the basics. If you can't learn it, it means that None of you are good at practicing martial arts.

He also suggested to Zheng Dafeng that two groups of children from Yingyufeng and Huayingfeng should fight each other and have group fights twice a month. Anyway, with him watching, they would only get some flesh injuries at most, but they would not hurt the roots. Tiaoyushan, how many boxings have been learned, how many magical techniques have been understood, and how many kilograms are there, you have to take them out for a walk. Zheng Dafeng, as the master of Yingyu Peak, accepted them one by one, and Xie Gou, as the head coach of Huaying Peak, had no objection to this, but she secretly used Gan Bingjun to help the eight learn something. For children who are good at or are not good at anything, they can start a small business and teach them some quick movement and magic skills.

The result was that the Taoist geniuses at Huaying Peak lost miserably against the martial arts geniuses who were ruthless and good at cooperating.

Feeling very embarrassed, Coach Xie ran out to relax.

Gantang, who originally regarded going to Tiaoyu Mountain to work part-time as a chore, directly built a thatched hut on Huaying Peak instead of returning to the Sword Worship Platform.

Zheng Dafeng cooked the food himself, set up three tables for a celebration banquet, and asked them if they felt comfortable beating up the Qigong practitioners. Wen carefully reminded them not to be arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat, deliberately emphasizing the word "not discouraged in defeat" in a very strong way. It made the children laugh. Zheng Dafeng and Brother Wen exchanged cups, saying that half of the credit for the victory should go to Brother Wen. It turned out that for this seemingly joking confrontation, Wen Cheng was very attentive. He helped draw accurate maps in advance, set up ambush locations, how to lure the enemy deep, and when, where and where to outflank...all using the art of war.

It seems that Grandmaster Wen is very happy staying in Luopo Mountain.

In fact, at the celebration banquet, Zheng Dafeng also pointed out some flaws and felt that their acting skills were a bit lacking. He said that we must know what we, the mountain masters, were like when we were your age.

The two tables filled with young girls and boys sat under the eaves, and there was silence for a moment. Everyone pricked up their ears and lowered their heads to eat.

The key is that there was a white-haired boy squatting at the door, writing furiously. On a certain day of a certain year, Zheng Dafeng, the military commander of Tiaoyu Mountain, publicly praised the owner of the mountain. The original text is as follows...

Zheng Dafeng smiled awkwardly, pretending to be calm, and waved his hand, "Ha, drink, drink, eat meat."

With a forced smile on his face, Zheng Dafeng called Miss Honghou, hoping to win over her. The white-haired boy stood up, put away his pen and paper, sighed, and cursed "disgusting!" Walk away with the evidence.

We entered the Yunyan Kingdom with Xie Gou, walking neither fast nor slow, enjoying beautiful scenery along the way, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, lush willows and luxuriant flowers.

Passing by an abandoned lotus pond that has no owner for the time being, the breeze is cool and the lotus leaves are spread out. It reminds me that in the old days, they once covered the waist of a beautiful woman.

I believe that the boys and girls in Tongyezhou will become more and more beautiful.

some people.

Walk carefully in the world and work hard to please the world.

We are all afraid of hurting people in the world.

In a fly restaurant in Yulindu, a young man in white with a red mole on his eyebrows and a young woman with a bun were eating supper at the same table. They ordered a grilled fish and two kilograms of bulk soil. Make barley wine. The young man had no proper posture, squatting on the bench, holding a wine glass, talking and talking non-stop. But the woman was quite dignified, chewed slowly, and was taciturn, just listening to the chatter of the young man who couldn't hold his mouth shut even with barley wine and delicious food.

And the young man talked about Xiantian with a louder tone, just like talking at the table in a market restaurant about a multi-million-dollar business.

"Liu Caishen of Aaizhou and Mr. Fan, the ancestor of the merchants, in fact, there is no superiority or inferiority in the paths taken by both parties. One path is to disperse money, and the other is to gather money, both are within the scope of human harmony. "

"It is rumored that the casting and expenditure of every snowflake are imprinted with Liu Caishen's thoughts. Of course it is just a rumor. If this is the truth, it is too scary."

"How Liu Caishen joins the Tao, when and where he joins the Tao, the Confucian Temple has no control over it. Mr. Fan just missed the mark and there is nothing he can do. The rules of etiquette and sage are very important. After all, all the schools of thought are under his control."

"Mr. Fan spent a lot of money on Aquarius Island before, which was a subtle temptation by the merchants. To be precise, it was a means of inspection by the merchants. Of course, we don't have to doubt Mr. Fan's original intentions and intentions. He Naturally, he has great ambitions, and his own attitude towards money is even more detached. But he couldn't resist the bad things of Li Sheng. Mr. Fan and the merchants scattered countless money and moved almost half of the family property out. He obviously had great achievements. Yu Haoran waited until the end of the war, received rewards according to his merits, and then started a barbaric war. He put all his money on Mr. Fan's union, so that a rising tide would lift all boats, and one person would gain the right to ascend to heaven, but the result was a fight. There is no movement at all. The Confucian Temple has only elevated the status of the merchants, so the entire merchants are confused. It is obvious that this road will not work. Over there in the wild battlefield, do the merchants' children continue to spend money? This is not possible It's a very worrying question. Mr. Fan didn't say anything. The group of businessmen in charge were all wondering if it wasn't enough to give out half of their wealth, so why not take a big gamble? Spend all their wealth. This is finally sincere. Is that right? Among hundreds of merchants, which one can be more kind than our merchant?"

Having said this, Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Senior Sister, guess what?"

Pei Qian shook his head and said, "I can't guess."

Cui Dongshan said slowly: "Since the merchant became one of the hundreds of schools of thought, he has never been poor. Now he has become a pauper with a strong shoulder to bear moral responsibility and a breeze in his sleeves. Who will believe this kind of thing? But etiquette If Sheng doesn't nod his head, Mr. Fan won't be able to cross that threshold. The merchants who have spent all their money almost have an internal quarrel over this, and there are many complaints. A big gamble, let alone a big profit from the gamble, will last for a while. They couldn't even get their capital back, and no one would be aggrieved, so the merchants showed signs of splitting into several mountains. Some were jealous of gambling, some refused to believe in the Confucian Temple, and some thought of quickly changing ways to stop losses. We are in business with the Confucian Temple, and there are also those who want to take the opportunity to set up their own business, such as several legal traditions including the Ji Ran family."

Pei Qian asked: "What is Mr. Fan's attitude?"

Cui Dongshan thought to himself and said: "As long as you are seeking profit, as long as you are not pure in the slightest, you are doomed to fail. But if you don't make a profit, you can't afford it. There is no businessman in the world who doesn't make money, right, senior sister?"

Pei Qian said absently: "That's right."

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Not long ago, Liu Youzhou was so obsessed that he went to hang out with Gu Can, otherwise he would definitely hang out with Senior Sister."

Pei Qian was puzzled, "He really likes me? Are you just making fun of me?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Isn't it normal to like the good senior sister?"

Pei Qian shook his head and said seriously: "It's not normal."

Cui Dongshan said helplessly: "Sister, you can't always think that you are a little black coal, right?"

Pei Qian rolled his eyes.

Cui Dongshan changed his reason, "No matter how ugly a woman is, there are still people who like her."

Pei Qian nodded and said: "This reason is more reliable."

Cui Dongshan quickly added, "What Sword Master Mi said, I'm just borrowing it."

After eating half of the grilled fish, the senior sister and junior senior brother turned the grass carp over with their chopsticks. Cui Dongshan picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

Pei Qian took a sip of barley and began to wander thousands of miles again. Cui Dongshan said: "That dragon palace on land cannot be accurately valued without making a list before opening it."

"Generally speaking, as long as we don't fight for the ownership of the Immortal Palace ruins in the south, the Jade Gui Sect will not touch the Dragon Palace. This is called courtesy. In short, we have a chance to wrap up the entire Dragon Palace. "

"Sell it again and keep it for a long time!"

Pei Qian heard what he heard going in and out of his ears. At this moment, a middle-aged man walked into the restaurant and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Cui, are you selling this wine glass?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said nothing. As long as this guy asked, the price would definitely not be an issue.

But Cui Dongshan seemed to be deliberately arrogant and said: "Even if I am willing to sell it, Mr. Fan may not be able to afford it."

Mr. Fan smiled and said: "Then a gentleman should not take away what others like."

Cui Dongshan became anxious all of a sudden. He moved his buttocks to make room for Mr. Fan and invited him to sit down. Mr. Fan was not polite and asked the waiter for a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Pei Qian put down his chopsticks and took the initiative to say hello to the business founder across the table. Mr. Fan smiled and nodded in greeting, "Famous teachers produce great disciples. Master Chen Shanzhu can be called the two masters of boxing training and teaching."

Cui Dongshan marveled, businessman, this is a businessman.

When you go out, you have to talk about your eyesight.

Pei Qian, who was still Xiao Heitan, traveled along the Sword Qi Great Wall with Big White Goose. On the top of the city, she didn't dare to look at the boss sword immortal.

If you watch too much, your eyes will hurt.

The last time, it was at the Lotus Root Blessed Land in my hometown. Pei Qian was at the mouth of the well and looked up at the majestic old Taoist priest.

It was only later that she found out that this old temple owner was the real God of Lotus Flower Blessed Land.

With the Jiuquan Cup, people who like to drink no longer need to make or buy wine.

How is this different from a poor bachelor who cannot afford a wife but can meet the goddess in his dreams every night?

Mr. Fan picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and asked with a smile: "You really don't want to sell it?"

Cui Dongshan sighed, "You come and let me haggle over the price. Of course it's okay. I really won't sell it."

Cui Dongshan secretly visited Sun Juyuan's private house back then, and the two parties had a heart-to-heart talk.

Sun Juyuan, who owned a Jiuquan cup, was elegant and elegant. He had never been to that famous wine shop, so naturally he didn't write "nothing happened".

It is unknown whether Sun Juyuan ever bought the seals of Baijianxian and Jianjianxian.

He got along very well with Cui Dongshan, a foreigner.

"I am Dongshan." "I am still Xihe."

The only heroic guy who dares to talk back to his face.

As long as you have been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there will always be some impressive people or things.

Sun Juyuan, who had no good impression of Haoran Tianxia, ​​once had a "but" that was not what Cui Dongshan expected.

"But." "I want to cross the city. Do I agree?"

Mr. Fan suddenly asked: "I have never been able to find the path to harmony. Does Mr. Cui have any good suggestions?"

Cui Dongshan had a strange look on his face, "If you are in the Ascension Realm, let me ask you in the Immortal Realm, how do you merge with the Tao?"

Mr. Fan frowned and said, "Did you really forget, or were you just pretending to be stupid?"

Cui Dongshan said with confusion on his face: "How?"

No wonder he calls himself Mr. Cui instead of Sect Leader Cui. It turns out that the old **** owed the other party a lot of debt, and now the creditor comes to visit? Easy to deal with, default!

Mr. Fan said: "In the early years in Dali Capital, Mr. Cui said that the sage of rites will never allow merchants to have too high a status. They will always be lower than the Yin and Yang family of the right time, the farmers of the right place, and the poems and chapters of human harmony." One end, in short, is that as long as I am still the founder of the merchants, I will not be able to reach the fourteenth realm. No matter what method I use, the Lisheng will not 'give way'. But Cui Chan said that he has a way , can show me a path to harmony."

Cui Dongshan blinked, "He really said that? Exactly, word for word?"

Mr. Fan felt helpless, "Sect Master Cui, do you think I would joke about this kind of thing?"

It is natural for businesses to make money. Generally speaking, if Mr. Fan wants to be in harmony, he just wants to make money and become the richest person in the world.

It turns out that this path doesn't work. Then do the opposite and scatter money as if it were a scattered path. Not only does making money come first, but spending money comes first. Between the gathering and dispersing of money, the world is filled with countless invisible "roads to wealth", large and small. , but the result is still unsuccessful. In fact, Mr. Fan had expected this.

Cui Dongshan rubbed his chin, thought about it, and said cautiously: "To be honest, that old **** suffered losses at the wine table when he was young, so he hates businessmen the most. Mr. Fan, you know it Yes, he is the most petty and narrow-minded, and he can hold grudges for a long time, so... maybe, probably, maybe, maybe he deliberately tricked you."

Pei Qian glanced at Mr. Fan, who was sullen, and could tell that he wanted to curse.

Since there was nothing to talk about, Mr. Fan said goodbye without wasting any time.

Cui Dongshan asked: "Mr. Fan, what are you doing?"

Mr. Fan endured it again and again, and finally restrained himself from yelling, and said angrily: "Go out and make money!"

You embroidered tiger, do you really think you are robbing the rich and giving to the poor? !

Cui Dongshan muttered: "Let's settle the account first."

Mr. Fan took a deep breath, turned to wave to the young man in white, and said with a smile: "Come here."

Probably what the business founder was thinking at this moment was just like what Cui Dongshan himself said: The young man is so handsome, but it is a pity that he is not mute.

Cui Dongshan said: "I won't go there, just throw the money over."

Pei Qian reminded: "It's almost done."

Cui Dongshan shook his head, his little senior brother was famous for his boldness, and he was known to not scare anyone.

Pei Qian said: "Master seems to be on the way here."

Cui Dongshan stood up as if his **** was on fire and ran quickly to the door, "Take a walk with Mr. Fan."

Mr. Fan was walking in the alley, but he didn't shrink down to the mountains and rivers. He was out of sight and out of mind.

Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands and said with a playful smile: "What is good for the top will be bad for the bottom. Those who make the most money may be able to make money, but those who make the most money can't. Now, In future generations, how the disciples and grandsons of merchants make money will all focus on the ancestors like you on the hanging statues, so they can learn from your example."

Mr. Fan said: "I understand the truth."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The key lies in the word heart. Making money is nothing more than a gentleman using it wisely. Making more and less is one thing, and whether you are evil or not is another matter. The integrity of a businessman The foundation of business is nothing more than integrity. So where does integrity come from? It comes from knowing that you can make more money, but you are willing to make less money. But the problem is that in the world of wealth, integrity can become the biggest factor in calculation. Common divisor? There are so many similar questions. You businessmen are full of paradoxes and loopholes. If you can't reconcile these contradictions, you are destined to fail."

Mr. Fan shook his head and said, "You don't need to tell me these superficial truths."

Cui Dongshan sneered and said: "Simple?! If I were the Lisheng, no matter how much money you make, you will always be at the bottom among all the schools of thought."

Mr. Fan remained silent.

Cui Dongshan stood on tiptoes and patted Mr. Fan on the shoulder, "Old Fan, you are making money, you are not shabby."

Mr. Fan smiled bitterly and was speechless.

Cui Dongshan retracted his hand, shook his sleeves, then wrapped his sleeves with his hands, and said calmly: "Cui Chan said he would show you a way, but he did not trick you. In fact, it was not in the future, but at that time. From that moment on, you On the road that Cui Han helped pave for you, from that moment on until this moment, the only thing you need to do is to match your financial path with your heart path. Therefore, he is indeed deceiving you at the same time, deliberately using rituals to scare you. Yes, various schools of thought, after all, are different from ordinary monks. It is not so easy to reach the fourteenth level of Hedao and pass the heart test. Last time at the Confucian Temple, Li Sheng deliberately elevated the status of the entire business, but he did not give way to you. , isn't it testing you? Xiuhu makes you give up. If you still have any luck, then Li Sheng will make you give up again. Mr. Fan, believe it or not, when you walk out of this alley, you will be in the Fourteenth Realm. ?”

Mr. Fan was thoughtful and doubtful.

Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand.

Mr. Fan looked confused.

"How much money will you give me if you listen to me?"

Cui Dongshan said angrily: "The three of us drink wine and eat meat without paying the bill. If we spread the word, we will make a joke!"

Mr. Fan smiled and took out a piece of silver and handed it to the boy in white.

Cui Dongshan turned around and walked towards the restaurant, while Mr. Fan was walking alone in the alley.

Quickly entering the restaurant, Cui Dongshan took out a few pieces of silver and put them on the table, winking at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian asked: "What?"

Cui Dongshan said from his heart: "I was afraid of being beaten, so I ran away quickly."

The moonlight is like water, flowing over the world.

A remote place in the northwest of Liuxia Continent, Yuncai Kingdom is not big, and the capital is even smaller.

The Yuncai Kingdom is a vassal state of a large dynasty. As a rule, it has to pay tribute to the suzerain state every year. However, the tribute has always been small and the suzerain state has given more, because everyone knows that the Yuncai State is really poor and has meager products. This is what I want. That's fine, and you still need to pay subsidies. Therefore, the Yuncai Kingdom's envoy convoys are notorious for arriving at a time when they arrive and leaving when they are full.

Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, there are so many yamen in the capital. It is said that the number is even more exaggerated than that of the suzerain country.

Perhaps it was true as the book said, because Bai Ling protected the small imperial court. For a hundred years, it could be said that the years were prosperous, the government was harmonious, and there was no war. It has always been a good situation.

There is a willow-shaded lake in the capital with a long embankment of willow trees. It is crowded with tourists all year round. Various buildings, boats, painted boats and wild geese are dotted along the waterside, and the birds are singing and dancing, day and night. Along the lake, there are mansions of ministers, old pavilions, and noble houses. Aristocratic families and clans gather next to each other. Rich gentry and businessmen show off their wealth. Various courtyards and private gardens are gathered here. Therefore, there is noisy traffic and horses every day. Zou Cong is noisy, especially when going to work in the morning and returning home in the evening. The women compete for beauty and cannot tolerate loneliness. They often wear palace-like makeup, ride in sedan chairs, and ride horses through the willows. The warblers sing and swallows sing, and the people are more delicate than the flowers.

In this most prosperous place, there is a young and poor official who works as a clerk in the Ministry of Accounts. Although his salary is meager, he still has an official status. He is no more poor than those poor people who can't exchange for a few pennies with a belly full of ink. Here he is. He rented a house and had a tall and thick personal maid, who always had a suitcase and inkstone hanging on her waist. The reason why these two masters and servants were able to pick up this big leak was because it was a haunted house. In short, the master is not a big official, and the maidservant is not pretty, and she is not conspicuous.

The maid's name is Yan Gua, and the young official's name is Shao Benchu.

In this small country in the corner, the owner became a household official of a size as big as sesame seeds. It sounds nice to be in charge, but in fact the official hat is very small. Fortunately, he is donating houses and selling his official position, so he has money. However, the real person stays in the house and often falls asleep, which is literally "daydreaming". At night, he likes to stay up all night and read all kinds of books. Are you a night owl?

He looks like a yang god, and goes to the Hubu Yamen to order the meal on time every day. He is extremely serious in doing things, is a good hand at handling complicated official affairs, and is incredibly experienced. Unfortunately, there is no one in the court to support him. As for the Yin Shen who leaves the body, he is responsible for practicing and nourishing the soul of the true body. Therefore, he practices twelve hours a day and three hundred and sixty-five days a year, getting twice the result with half the effort.

In the important place of the capital, beside the emperor, if the monks on the mountain travel far away as Yin Shen, and as officials, going in and out of the government offices and busy with official duties, it is still a bit taboo.

She, the goddess of hanging inkstones who came to Liuxiazhou from the Mural City, said she was guarding the road in the house, but in fact she had nothing to do every day. The owner even allowed her to visit the capital more, but she only went out a few times. I lost interest. After watching a few lantern festivals, the national master didn't even have a golden elixir. For the monks on the mountain, let alone the capital city, the entire Yuncai Kingdom is a small place. The aura of heaven and earth is average, the energy of mountains and rivers is average, the country's situation and destiny are also average, and several neighboring countries on the border have also been at peace for a long time, just like a few The neighbors were harmonious, each playing his own way, so for more than a hundred years, things were generally peaceful.

Therefore, even the state master's realm is only the Dragon Gate realm. He doesn't have much cultivation ability, but the Taoist temple looks pretty impressive.

Her only interest is to follow her master to the sky of Liuxia Continent every six months to capture thunder and lightning and refine the thunder pool.

This house is not big, and it is rented. It is just a courtyard with three entrances. In fact, according to the owner's local background and current official salary, it is reasonable to say that it is a bit difficult, so the owner often needs to make some calligraphy and paintings and sell them. , come back in exchange for some money, naturally there are no extra maids and maids.

But on that night boat, the owner was the lord of Rongmao City, whose pseudonym was Shao Baojuan.

In the early years, the ten young people who had been selected to dominate the world did not have the title of master. She felt a little unfair.

The master was tolerant and comforted her, saying that in the officialdom at the foot of the mountain, if one's virtue is not up to par, the worst he can do is to get a bad reputation, but in the mountain practice, if one's strength is not up to par, something will happen.

The master also said that with his current state of paper, he really couldn't be included in the list. If he met anyone and started a dispute between them, he would die. At most, he could barely occupy a place among the ten candidates behind him.

"What is the master's ambition?"

"If you become an official, a person from the humble Han clan will be able to become a minister who helps the emperor regulate yin and yang when he succeeds in the future."

"If you want to practice, try to reach the Ascension Realm one day. I will go to Qingming Tianxia to see if there is any chance to continue to be an official."

"Master, do you really like being an official that much?"

"I remember when I was a kid, I caught Zhou and got an official seal."

"Official fans."

It seems that his ancestors and fathers were only minor local officials.

"How did the master recognize the criminal officer Hao Su?"

"A sleepwalk."

Shao Benchu ​​was chatting with the maid while reading the latest Shanshui Di newspaper.

It's just that Haoran's newspapers don't write about the battle situation in the wilderness, but Shao Benchu ​​has information channels and knows that on the battlefield there, a young monk belonging to the lineage of novelists appeared, named Barnyard Officer. This person was originally in Haoran Tianxia is unknown here, but it shines brightly on the wild battlefield and is extremely eye-catching.

Beginning disciples of novelists are initially responsible for building a village, independently constructing the landscape, geography, and local customs. Step by step, from scratch to something, from few to many, from simple to complex, practice your skills, practice makes perfect, gradually expand the territory, from prefectures, counties and prefectures to gather into a country, shape the landscape and gods, build the City God Temple, Wenwu Temple, Wenchang Pavilion and Taoist temples Wait, with the mountain tops of the Immortal Family and the sects of Jianghu, eventually people, things, and things will bloom. According to the preferences of each novelist, everything in the world within the "jurisdiction" has its own emphasis. The only flaw is that in the blessed land of white paper, even the banished immortals cannot feel the passage of time. In addition, the position, timing, weight, etc. are all far away from the "reality", as if there is a paper gap. The novelist is also one of the most distant from the mortal world among all the schools of thought.

And that young monk single-handedly built a force of hundreds of thousands of elite cavalry. Although these soldiers and horses are too particular about the right time and place, once they leave the blessed land of white paper, they will be greatly compromised, and they are also easily attacked by some targeted immortals. The technique is subject to "wind and rain". But no matter what, this move by the novelists will eventually be a feat that has never been seen in the world during the previous war.

In some battlefields in the wild world, it is most suitable for temporary battles.

Shao Benchu ​​felt a little regretful that he had never been to the wild world.

In a rural school, Jiang Shangzhen, who became a teacher, was reading at night with a bowl of earthenware and a plate of peanuts.

On Luolu Mountain, Xiaomi Li spreads out an "astronomy" diary. Most of the time, she only records the cloudy, sunny, rainy and snowy weather every day, whether it is full of clouds or clear blue sky. However, occasionally she also writes about whether the moon is round or not, or whether the weather in the mountains this year is Her azalea was in full bloom, and one bowl of the sour plum soup prepared by the old cook was not enough. She didn't blame her for being greedy, nor did she blame the old cook for his skill, but the bowl was too small.

Another example is today, when she secretly took a nap and found that the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and God was in a good mood.

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