Sword of Coming Chapter 381

After Cui Dongshan stood still, he wiped his tears and ran away. "Mr. This road is a place to sleep, and it's hard to travel a million miles away. It's too hard. The students in this collection can't stay with them, and they can't worry about it, **** it. Really **** it."

Lu Baixiang has a clear heart. I remember that Chen Pingan said that he has an "unnamed" disciple. He will study at the Daxieshan Cliff College and will play chess. He has the opportunity to learn from each other.

Chen Pingan turned and sat back on the bench. He still hesitated on the forehead with the money of the yellow paper. He left his position and went to sit next to his right side.

Cui Dongshan strode across the threshold, but did not sit next to Chen Pingan, first went to the stove to find a pair of tableware, and finally sat on a bench with Lu Baixiang, Cui Dongshan just went to clip a piece of porridge The fermented bean curd, put down the chopsticks, "the students have no chopsticks in their heart."

Chen Pingan opened the door and asked: "Is following the content I sent to Li Baowan, but I have come to the Qing Dynasty. Anyway, I have to go to the Cliff College to find you. It is for this. The debate between the Buddha and the Tao?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Chickens and children are fighting for food, and they are looking at them. I am afraid of being careless..."

In the eyes of everyone, the juvenile fairy with great breath suddenly fell into a slap in the face. "No bragging will die."

After Chen Ping did not ask anything, Cui Dongshan just flew under the chopsticks and did not eat less.

After dinner, Zhu Convergence and money to clean up the table, Cui Dongshan asked the old man whether to help, Zhu said politely no need, Cui Dongshan snorted, followed Chen Ping left the house, and went to the courtyard of the courtyard.

Lu Baixiang asked, "When you are free, can you talk to your hand?"

Cui Dongshan's head did not turn, and he waved his hand. “It won't go down.”

When the white boy leaves the field of vision, everyone feels relieved.

Zhu Xuan stood at the entrance of the stove, rubbed his hands and wiped the water, and looked at Wei Wei, who was sitting on the steps. He smiled and asked: "How?"

Wei Wei said indifferently: "See the fishermen."

Lu Baixiang asked the right side, "Do you think this person thinks that I am not qualified to talk with him, or are I afraid of giving myself ugliness?"

隋The right answer is not asked, "This pair of skins, some weird."

At the door of the main house, the money was probed, and it seemed that I was still hiding from the handsome young man who was fluttering in the white clothes. I was afraid that the blink of an eye would be run out.

It seems that I am really scared of this person.

However, it is the effort of a meal, so that the money will make this Cui Dongshan as a beast.

Chen Pingan took Cui Dongshan to walk in the alleys of the village. The ground was covered with a smooth mirror-like bluestone. Cui Dongshan honestly followed Chen Ping's back, and the dark lane between the two towering walls, blue The ground, Mr. students are two, just like two white birds.

Cui Dongshan stepped up and walked side by side with Chen Ping. After one hand, he slammed the wall with one hand and whispered: "I heard that Mr. has got a pair of Yang Shen's body outside the ascending monk Du Fu? This is equivalent to Xianren. The monk's body and toughness are enough to rival the Nine Kingdoms Wufu, not to mention the immortal widow. He has already created a small hole for the Du Fu to operate like a small hole. Whoever can take advantage of the empty nest, whoever has an inevitable The road to the road is smooth."

Chen Pingan asked: "I heard? Who did you listen to?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The mountain people have their own ideas, and the disciples have their own way."

Chen Pingan asked directly: "Do you want this immortal will?"

Cui Dongshan looks complicated and shook his head. "I am the skin of the present, this is the remains of the immortals left in ancient times, and it is the kind of dragon body of the ancient land. Compared with the body of the **** of Du Fu, the rareness, It's just a good thing. It's just a good thing that's worth seeing. Who's seeing it, not seeing it? If Mr. is a poor student, he will give the fairy will to the students, and the students will be grateful to the students. ..."

Chen Pingan asked: "Where to go to find a powerful femininity with a fairy's will? The spirit of the ancient battlefield site? Or some of the ghosts and ghosts of the Beijing-viewing funeral?"

Cui Dongshan's hippie smiled and said: "The original gentleman is quite familiar with the squatting of the 鹊 鹊 nest, but the students have a bad news to tell the sir, countless ancient battlefields that Yin dynasty will not go, burying tens of thousands The funeral of the people who died in Wanxi, the gadgets that were born, are still too small. If they say that they are repaired, it is the Yuan Ying ghosts. They can't hold on to the immortals. When they go in, they are a pot of oil and a dungeon. The two are eroding each other, and one can't fall well. So in the final analysis, it depends on the face and hand of the gentleman. Can you find the femininity with a tough root and a hard bone? As for the realm of the ghost of the femininity, it is not important. ""

Chen Pingan silently remembered it in his heart, and then said: "We are going to leave for the Qing Dynasty National Capital City. We may pass by a big government house on the way. We may not visit the door, but the other party may take the initiative to find it. These first tell you. clear."

Cui Dongshan said in his hands: "With Mr. Arranging, the students have no opinions."

After leaving the village for half a mile, going up the mountain and water, Cui Dongshan said nothing but to talk to Chen Pingan, and there was no intersection with the money and the scrolls. There was no speech.

It's like having only one more day and night to follow the class, except for the unusual appearance of the show that day, Cui Dongshan's performance is really inaction and mediocrity. When Lu Baixiang and Yu on the right side of the game, they didn't make it together. When they saved the set of crazy swords, they didn't look at it. When Zhu Chuan ignited cooking, he never helped. All day long, just beside the fart and follow Chen Ping.

On this day, they went to a small county town, where there was a Wenwu Temple, but the Wenmiao incense was bleak, and the Wu Temple was full of incense, saying that it was able to bless and make a fortune, and it was extremely effective. As a result, how could the incense be not prosperous.

During the day, the martial arts temple is very quiet after entering the night. The Wenwu Temple is not like other temples in the place. It is usually closed at night. On the same day, Chen Ping, who is resting in the county seat, takes Cui Dongshan to Wenwu Temple in the night. Let the four people in the painting stay in the inn to protect the money.

The two first went to the Confucian Temple, offering a literary minister who was nicknamed Wen Yigong in the history of the Qing dynasty. He used to be a blessing in the local state and county. The nearby large and small Confucian temples often worship this person.

The reason why I visited the Temple of Literature at night was that Chen Pingan had previously overlooked the county town in the distant ridge. If it was gazing at the distant view, it would be faintly found that there were two places in the city with dark clouds over the sky, and the atmosphere rose and then slowly spread over the county square. After the peace was detected, Cui Dongshan casually broke the celestial plane: "It was the Wenwu Temple who was poisoned and gave the monk a forced transshipment and theft of someone's river crossing. If there were some people who were born with some qualifications, Maybe in the recent time, when you go to burn incense, you can see the goddess of Wenwu saints shed blood and tears at a certain moment, or sleep in the night, and have been warned by two local gods."

It was only after Chen Ping's group of people went to the Temple of Literature, except for the slightest yin, the gods had no signs of manifestation, and they were dead and a scented clay statue.

When leaving, Cui Dongshan smiled and explained: "We are all outsiders after all. We have never been fragrant in the Confucian Temple. This place is a spiritually weak, and it is already thin and we want to show up. It is difficult to talk to us. Moreover, we are skeptical about us. It is better to hide and wait for death. It is better to leave the golden body. As a result, we will seize the temperamental temper, and we will be bound by the shackles of the gods. It may be worse than the destruction of the golden body."

At the end of the Wu Temple, Chen Pingxin's heart was tight. Although there was no scent in the temple that was lit by the people, Chen's eyes were still fixed. It's still a strong atmosphere of incense, but it's just like a prosperous scene. With a chilly smell of sultry people, cooking oil with fire, not a long-term solution, not only that, Chen Ping went to the big incense burner and looked at the residual incense, took out a piece and quickly turned it into an ashes at the fingertips. A slight stench smell.

Cui Dongshan has already stepped straight into the threshold of the main hall. After both hands are negative, he gaze carefully at the golden figure of the height of the statue. In the end, it is a small county town martial temple. There are not so many gold foils to decorate the facade, so the clay sculpture will not be too high. At this time, the gods who are deeply immersed in the mud are in a deep sleep, either giving dreams to local people and parents, or working hard to cope with the incense of those who are not coming.

After Cui Dongshan walked into the hall, Cui Dongshan reached out and waved his sleeve and smiled. "Mr. I can take this opportunity to see the manifestation of this world war."

When the voice just fell, Chen Pingan was in the heart of the lake and heard a "beep".

Looking up, dripping a golden drop from the heights, and finally falling into the incense burner at the foot of the statue, bursting into the air.

It's just that Chen and his brothers waited for a long time, and no golden raindrops fell from the sky.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "This is the country's martial arts in the Qing Dynasty. If it was the early Lu's dynasty, any martial temple would be a scene where raindrops fell and it was almost continuous. It doesn't matter if the gods are high or low. It is only linked to the length of a country's country, the thickness of the martial arts, and the ordinary martial arts. If you are a fairy, you still can't stand it. I just know some ancient secrets. I also learned a few hands about the scent of the Shinto incense with the drug shop, and I was able to make it manifest. As for the flow of the country of the country, the country of color clothes that I had traveled before the gentleman, it was not as good as a drop of incense in the incense. The green country of the liquid, maybe two or three musk can condense a drop."

Sure enough, after Chen Ping quietly waited for a scent of Kung Fu, there was a golden incense raindrop that symbolized the martial arts.

Chen Pingan was a bit stunned. At the time of Laolongcheng, Jianling said that the money was "the embryo of Wuyun". At that time, Chen Pingan heard this title for the first time.

The connection with Cui Dongshan tonight is somewhat clear. I want to come and see the waters of the goddess of the river and see the monthly scent of incense. How many money is there? There are many grasses and celestial trees in the fairyland in the mountains to help to visualize the amount of mountain and water transport.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Are you waiting for me to ask the Dawuwu Temple?"

Cui Dongshan clasped his fist and bowed his head and smiled. "Mr. Shi Ming Shi Ming, this trip is only a few years away, so there is such a heart, it is worthy of talent, God and man."

Chen Pingan looked at Cui Dongshan and hesitated. He still asked: "The middle-aged dynasty with the women's Valkyrie, the martial arts meteorology, isn't it more spectacular than Yulu's home country?"

Cui Dongshan laughed. "This is nature. Otherwise, Liuzhou, the **** of wealth, is willing to bet on the big-end dynasty. In addition to the merchants and strategists among the philosophers, there are still many scholars who choose the big end. dynasty."

Cui Dongshan immediately regretted that "in addition to this 'local martial temple, dripping water and transporting', in fact, the authentic martial temple in the capital of a country can watch more, and even see the increase, decrease, and undulation of someone. ""

Cui Dongshan walked to the threshold of Wu Temple and sat up, looking up at the statue of the military commander who was in a bad situation and glory. He said: "I heard the big endian dynasty in the early years, and after being a scary teenager, he was brought by his master. Back, on the day of the birthplace of the big-end dynasty, the already exaggerated weather of the Wu Temple in the whole place, the Wuyun directly changed from the river water into a big waterfall, like the incense burner of the water pool, splashing countless martial water drops, so that the rumble As long as it is a god, you can hear the amazing movement outside the temple."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The name of the man is Cao Ci. I have seen it in the Great Wall of Jianqi. I also played three games with him. I lost. I lost my heart and I hope that I will not be too far away from him. Have the opportunity to play three more games."

Cui Dongshan looked at the calm, smiling and sincere Chen Ping, and extended his thumb. He sincerely praised: "Mr. is awesome, and his ambition is high..."

This kind of arrogance is the most unflattering. If an outsider is present, such as four people in the picture, maybe he will think that Cui Dongshan is a sneer, and he is ridiculing Chen's peace, but Chen Ping's heart knows that this should be Cui. Dongshan's most solid and meaningful sentence.

It's just that Cui Dongshan lamented and looked down. “Mr. is in the same age as this person, and he is losing money.”

Chen Pingan walked to the gate, Cui Dongshan stood up, and the two men stepped out of the threshold. Chen Pingan suddenly said: "It is the national teacher Cui Wei who noticed the changes in the military movement of the Dazheng Orthodox Wu Temple, so I want you to be a lobbyist because I am afraid. I took Wei Wei and four people and turned to other nationalities, such as Daxie?"

Cui Dongshan didn't have to sneak a horse, but he sighed. "The old **** has got the news, knowing that you have to start practicing. You need to refine the life. Let's ask the old master of the country to make a sale, as long as Mr. Let Wei Wei's right four people join the Datun's birthplace, the five elements of the land, and the Daxu Dynasty can tell the Mr. Baoguanzhou the final site of the Five Sacred Mountains. Now, you can book the five-color soil for the gentleman, from the soil of Wuyueshangen. One yue can take out ten pounds, enough for Mr. Refining and refining the two life objects."

Cui Dongshan has explained that "Mr. Refining the second piece of the life-threatening material is an urgent need, but don't worry, the Wuyue soil, now in addition to Wei Yu's Beiyue Phiyun Mountain, has been justified. Fan Junmao's Nanyue is still only a sign, and the rest of the three things are in the middle of the Sanyue. Although the Song Dynasty has long been interested, in the last ten or twenty years, it may not be able to seal smoothly. These gentlemen don't have to worry, but they are good things. Nowadays, the difficulty of refining will be It's small, and Mr.'s practice nowadays does not require too high-grade sacred objects. When Wuyue is fully recognized by the Daxie court and a Confucian school in the Middle School, it is closely related to the stability of Yizhou's gas transport. This life will be accompanied by a rise in appearance."

The two walked out of the Wu Temple, and Chen Ping walked on the heavy street in the night and asked: "This is the national teacher Cui Wei who wants to do this business with me. How do you think of Cui Dongshan?"

Cui Dongshan stopped, "Mr. Trust me?"

Chen Ping shook his head: "No, but I want to hear it."

Cui Dongshan was dumbfounded and thought for a moment. "That gentleman listened to me some lie. In the eyes of the student Cui Dongshan, the four people entered the Dalai Clan, and for Mr., it is a good thing. It's a good idea to take a price with the big Song Song, and pick up the five-color soil of each kilogram first. As for whether the gentleman will change his place of origin, from big to big, or other messy places, wait until Daxie On the day when Wuyue won the official title of Baoliangzhou, it was not too late to make a decision. As for whether or not to refine the life of the Five Elements of the Land during this period, the husband did not do it, and did not delay the benefits. Well."

Chen Pingan silently keeps moving forward.

After walking a few steps, I found that Cui Dongshan still stopped in the same place. Chen Ping looked back and looked at it. Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Tonight, the students will take a look at the cause of the Wenwu Temple. If the evil spirits are done, the students will go for the heavens. For the husband to earn a little yin. If one side of the landscape is not well educated, the local people's self-sufficiency, but also hope that the students can stand by and watch the scent of the incense.

Chen Ping nodded, "Yes."

Chen Pingan turned and left, intending to return to the inn.

Cui Dongshan suddenly shouted: "Mr.!"

Chen Pingan turned his head, "What is it?"

Cui Dongshan's indignation filled the road: “The four ants are generally pure Wufu. As a gentleman, they are so disrespectful. The students are obsessed with the teacher's apprenticeship. They can't be seen at the side, they can't see it, and they ask the students to Since the Ming Dynasty, teach them to be good people!"

Chen Pingxiao asked: "How are you going to teach?"

Cui Dongshan stood under the steps of the gate of Wu Temple. Da Yi said with a sigh: "It is natural to follow the gentleman's knowledge, to convince people, to serve people with morality."

Chen Pingan no longer took care of Cui Dongshan, went straight back to the inn, went back to the road, thinking about why Cui Dongshan came from, why he suddenly left the Daxie Shanya College.

Du Fu's mouth-watering immortal will, the origin of the old country's teacher Cui Wei's origin, and the arguing of Buddhism and Taoism in the Qing Dynasty's capital city, Chen Ping's always felt that these were Cui Dongshan. The purpose of this trip is still not the most important.

Behind him, Cui Dongshan turned and picked up the stairs, yawning and returning to Wu Temple.

Chapter end