Sword of Coming

The moon crescents over Jiuzhou.

In the Luzong temple in Dali Yuzhou, the moonlight shines through the window like reading a book. On the table, on a piece of paper made of slightly astringent material, is written "Stay away from upside-down dreams."

On the river near Cai Yushan of the Zhuzhi Sect, the outsider Zhiguo was fishing in the upper reaches. There was a young Taoist priest in the lower reaches. He threw his pole into the water. Ha, fishing on the lower side of the wind can catch big fish.

In Changning County, the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, inside a house with a courtyard full of flowers, the moonlight shines on the pavilion. A woman has finished painting her brows with hibiscus. Both the man and the moon are charming.

On the first floor of the Luo Shan Bamboo Building, Chen Ping'an in a green shirt blew out his reading lamp and walked out of the bamboo building. In the dead of night, he came to the stone table by the cliff alone, covered with moonlight.

The moon is white, the wind is clear, and the pine waves are like the sound of nature.

On this mountain cliff not far from Hehuan Mountain, in addition to the childlike protector of the country in Qingxing Kingdom, there are also the old head of the Zhang family in Tiancao County with white hair and beard, and the female sword fairy Zhang Caiqin. The young swordsman Zhang Yujiao, the Zhang family with halberd and beard and frog belly worship Qi Gu, a martial artist in the golden realm. Female disciple Lu Mo. Jinlu is a female cultivator of the Jinque sect's Chongqingfeng lineage. There is also an outsider, a girl Qi practitioner from Fengle Town at the foot of Hehuan Mountain, named Ni Qing, Taoist name "Qingni". She carries an oil-paper umbrella on her back and a cotton parcel on her shoulder.

The message talismans that shimmered in the night sky continued to be transmitted to the mountains one after another. The soldiers and horses of all groups advanced in an orderly manner, with overwhelming momentum. It was smoother than expected. Cheng Qian became more and more sure that the treacherous Jinque sect had abandoned the army. Disciple Zhao Fuyang is already a turtle in the urn.

At this moment, the ripples outside the cliff swayed like water patterns blown by the wind.

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown appeared out of thin air. After appearing outside the cliff, the Taoist priest stepped towards the cliff and stood still.

We could have come here quietly, so those deliberately stirred spiritual energy ripples are like saying hello, knocking on the door with the hosts, reminding them that guests are coming.

But Qi Gu and others were still frightened, and mistakenly thought they were the desperate assassins from Hehuan Mountain. They sneaked here and wanted to fight them until death.

Just when Qi Gu saw the opponent's Taoist priest's attire clearly, he felt relieved a little. He just took another closer look at the Taoist crown on the opponent's head to make sure that he was not blind. Qi Gu instantly raised his heart in his throat. , a little overwhelmed for a while.

Based on this unusual crown style in the mountains, it can be determined that its legal lineage must have come from Baiyujing Nanhua City.

Zhang Qiong is slightly better than Qi Gu. He has not seen many mountain monks worthy of the name in his life, let alone such a close relationship. After thinking about it, he cupped his hands and said, "Tiancao County Zhang Qiong, I have met Cao Tianjun."

In the vast world, apart from the few small Taoist temples of the Shen Gao Sect whose incense has faded to almost nothing, there are only two Taoist branches, the Lingfei Temple of Baopingzhou and the Qingliang Sect of Luzhou in Beiju. Only Taoist priests are qualified to wear this Taoist crown. . The two golden elixir immortals Cheng Qian and Zhang Qiong had both participated in that war, so they recognized the identity of this Taoist priest at a glance. He was the old temple master of Lingfei Temple in the south, Tianjun Cao Rong. He even He is one of the direct disciples left in Haoran World by Headmaster Bai Yujinglu.

But before Lingfei Temple was upgraded from a Taoist temple to a Taoist palace, Cao Rong resigned as the temple's master and went down the mountain to wander.

Cao Rong slapped him in the face and returned the gift with a smile. He didn't look down on Zhang Qiong because he was just a Jindan cultivator. He smiled and said, "I've met fellow Taoist Zhang."

In particular, Cheng Qian, who favored the peak, met this Taoist heavenly king who had made a brilliant appearance in the battle of Laolong City. Without saying a word, he gave a rare Taoist ceremony.

After three rituals and nine kowtows, the childish-looking Protector of the Country of Qingxing knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, but his head did not touch the bottom, and he kowtowed on the back of his left hand. In Taoism, it was called "empty head".

Cheng Qian knelt down and said loudly: "The current head of the Jinque Sect, Cheng Qian of the peak, pays homage to Patriarch Zheng!"

Cao Rong is a pseudonym, his real name is Zheng Ze, and his Taoist name is "Tianrui". Zheng Ze, who was born in Qidi, was a poetry collector.

These secrets will only be revealed in the golden and jade genealogy of Lingfei Temple. Lingfei Temple has always had strict rules and strict hierarchy. Who dares to reveal such secrets of the ancestor to the outside world.

Only because of the "hot love" between Jinque Sect and Lingfei Temple, Cheng Qian, as the current leader, was able to know the inside story through word of mouth from past leaders.

Cao Rong stretched out a palm, held it up a little, and said calmly: "Get up."

Facing a disciple like Cheng Qian who belongs to his own family lineage, Cao Rong is not so kind.

Cao Rong also spoke from the bottom of his heart: "Cheng Qian, just now at the Pomo Peak, the Master Master personally issued a decree, allowing you, the founder of the Jinque Sect, to resume your status as a Taoist priest of Lingfei Temple. From now on, you, the Jinque Sect, and Lingfei Temple will be together. Fei Guan, we are one family, and our ancestral homes are all in Nanhua City, Baiyu Jing."

Facing the founder Zheng Ze, who had never been masked before, Cheng Qian bowed his head in the air without nodding to the ground. This was not because he was not respectful enough to Cao Tianjun, but because the Jinque sect had been incense for so many years and could not compete with Lingfei. The concept of "recognizing ancestors and returning to the clan" was why Cheng Qian saluted like this when he saw Zheng Ze.

Cao Rong naturally benefited from this.

Jindan Cheng Qian is indeed a talent that can be made.

Cheng Qian was horrified when he heard that "Master Master" had also appeared in Pomo Peak. Even Cheng Qian, whose Taoist heart was as tough as a rock, couldn't help but be extremely excited. There were waves in his heart, but he tried his best to steady his Taoist heart. His expression was still solemn on the outside. Facing the direction of Pomo Peak, he knelt down and worshiped again. This time It was a banging sound on the forehead.

Cao Rong nodded in approval.

Speaking of the turmoil in the Hehuan Mountains tonight, the root cause of this great conflict is actually an "internal strife" that occurred in one's own family lineage.

Cheng Qian was the person who respected his teachers the most, but because Zhao Fuyang, who was expelled from the Jinque sect's genealogy, was entrenched in Hehuan Mountain, he dared to act arrogantly, secretly hid a portrait of Lu Chen, and created a lotus crown, so It was only then that Cheng Qian came up with those murderous words, "Anyone who does not have this way but obeys it will be punished by death."

Lu Chen had casually chatted with Cao Rong about this matter before. Although his words were ridiculing, he complained that Cheng Qian, a little bastard, had caused a lot of trouble for him.

But Cao Rong knew very well that his master still admired Cheng Qian somewhat.

Cao Rong glanced at Lu Mo. According to his master, three thousand years ago, she was a dressing maid beside an old friend, and she was extremely loyal.

In this life, she was a female martial artist. Just because Lu Mo was reunited in the back alley of Fengle Town, but did not know each other after a long time, Lu Chen, who didn't know each other, took a gentle breath. Lu Mo obtained his "original appearance" in an ignorant moment and was able to reborn. With the earthly immortal roots and bones of golden branches and jade leaves, he now has the capital to practice immortal magic.

Regarding Lu Mo and the stone turtle at Baihua Lake Dragon King Temple, Master has made arrangements.

Especially the small-town girl named Qingni, the Master is very fond of her. As for how it will end, Cao Rong, the disciple, has to share some of the master's worries.

Cheng Qian stood up and remained silent. He did not even dare to guess where Headmaster Lu was at this moment.

Cao Rong continued to say from his heart: "There is no way to bring about blessings and misfortunes, but people call it upon themselves. The Master Teacher is here in person. It is because of the sincerity of the two of you."

Cheng Qian bowed his head in silence as a sincere reply to his ancestor's words of praise.

But what Cao Rong called "you two" made the extremely smart Cheng Qian instantly understand that it was probably not his turn to clean up the family in Hehuan Mountain.

Cao Rong had previously used his magical power on the top of Pomo Peak to watch the appearance of Zhao Fuyang in Yunyu Mansion from a distance. If his master had not "blocked the way", this mountain dragon, which should have succeeded in winding up the mountain, had grown horns. It looks a bit like a dragon.

When it comes to Taoist aptitude, Zhao Fuyang is indeed very good. Looking at the mountains and rivers of Aquarius Continent, he is considered to be superior.

After learning about the Taoist priest's distinguished identity, Zhang Caiqin and the others who worshiped Qi Gu hurriedly saluted Cao Tianjun. Cao Rong smiled again and bowed to everyone in return.

Cao Rong said: "The soldiers and horses of all countries have been planning carefully for a long time. The encirclement and suppression of Hehuan Mountain is an arrow. Now that the matter has come to this, I don't dare to let you retreat. Therefore, all forces can follow the plan The planned itinerary is to advance all the way to Fengle Town at the foot of Hehuan Mountain. However, on Hehuan Mountain, Lingfei Palace Xiangjun, Wen Qingxin, and Jinxian An Xingzi are all currently in Fenwan Mansion. When the time comes, they will be given to Qingxing Kingdom. His Majesty the Emperor has made an announcement to the Zhang family of Tiancao County that Pindao will stay here until noon. If you are not satisfied with the result, no matter who you are, you can come here and ask Pindao for an explanation."

This is equivalent to a Taoist heavenly king putting the final word on this storm.

Cao Rong's words were extremely polite and he said he "dare not". Not to mention the old Jianghus like Zhang Caiqin and Qi Gu who didn't believe it, I'm afraid even unexperienced girls like Jin Lu and Ni Qing wouldn't believe it.

Cheng Qian naturally would not have any objections.

Zhang Xiao frowned slightly, but said nothing.

"If you want to blame, blame the poor Lingfei Palace. The lack of strict discipline on the children is why Zhao Fuyang behaved like this."

Speaking of this, Cao Rong laughed at himself: "As written in a certain book about ghosts and ghosts that was very popular in the market under the mountain, it seems that there are spirits with roots and a way out, and when trouble comes, they have a way out."

Zhang Qiong smiled, and the old man relaxed his brows a little.

It has been many years since Zhao Fuyang left the Jinque Sect, not to mention that the Jinque Sect is not the descendant of Lingfei Palace, so no matter how hard it is, it cannot be blamed on Lingfei Palace.

Cao Tianjun can say this, which is equivalent to taking the responsibility for the smoky Hehuan Mountain, which is considered kind.

Cao Rong continued: "Next, Lingfei Palace will open a dojo here. The size of the dojo will depend on how you negotiate later. The owner of the palace, Xiangjun, is going to spend money to buy some hills with you. As for the price, it will be discussed between the two parties. If we can’t agree, let’s drop the matter and don’t force it. If we can agree on the deal and the deal is completed, that would be the best. The dojo will work with several surrounding countries, including the Qingxing Kingdom, to recruit disciples based on fate.”

Zhang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. Cao Tianjun and Lingfei Palace were indeed sincere in their actions. They gave several imperial courts and the Zhang family of Tiancao County several steps to step down, both in public and private affairs, and they were not forced to do anything. Otherwise, Cao Rong doesn't have to show up at all. He only needs to let the Xiangjun Patriarch quietly take away Zhao Fuyang and others. There is no need to talk nonsense to Zhang Qiong, a little golden elixir.

Cao Rong said in his heart: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, Pindao has a pill here, which is of some use. Lord Xiang will bring it to Friend Zhang later."

Zhang Qiong was greatly surprised, "No reward for no merit, what is Cao Tianjun doing?"

Cao Rong's so-called "little use", even though Cao Rong did not reveal the name of the pill, Zhang Qiao knew clearly that this unprovoked gift was definitely not light.

To put it bluntly, can a general miraculous medicine be given to the mighty Taoist Heavenly Lord, the direct disciple of Master Lu?

Cao Rong explained with a smile: "Pindao has a friend who admires Daoyou Zhang very much. He said that the more Earth Immortal seniors like Zhang Daoyou, the better in Aquarius Continent. He also said that the family tradition of a family with one surname, the wider the family, the better. The more it can influence the customs of other families with foreign surnames. In addition, Xiangjun has not had much experience in going down the mountain and has not dealt with the court at the foot of the mountain many times. It is inevitable that she lacks experience. If she opens a dojo here in the future, she will be a neighbor of the Zhang family in Tiancao County. , distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, this has been true both on the mountain and down the mountain since ancient times. If you have any trouble, Taoist friend Zhang, please give her some advice. You might as well say a few unpleasant words to her, lest Xiangjun relies on his Taoist lineage and realm to do things regardless of them. Eight The face leaks."

Zhang Xiao hesitated for a moment, stopped being pretentious, and said with a smile: "Then I will shamelessly accept this great gift, and I would like to thank Cao Tianjun."

It's just that Lao Jindan is inevitably surprised and confused. Since he is Cao Tianjun's friend, why would he call himself "senior"?

Thinking of the previous trip between Zhang Caiqin and Hong Yangbo, as well as the hospitality of Luolu Mountain, Zhang Qiong, an old Jindan, immediately made a guess in his mind when he heard the elegant meaning of the string.

But in fact, Cao Rong just found a reason to give away the elixir.

It was a timely help for Zhang Qiong, who was about to live a long life, and the icing on the cake for the young hermit official in Luoluoshan.

This is probably why Cao Rong is so popular on the mountain top.

Zhang Qiong said: "After much thought, I still have to ask Cao Tianjun a very embarrassing question."

Cao Rong had guessed what the other party was thinking and said frankly: "Zhao Fuyang will be taken to Lingfei Palace by Lord Xiang to think about his mistakes behind closed doors. If nothing else, he will become Pindao's direct disciple."

At the same time, Cao Rong isolated a part of the world, and took out a long scroll of time from his sleeve that could be said to be a "fake". It was a parting gift from Master Lu Chen. He just told Cao Rong to show it to Zhang Qiong. .

In this scroll, there is neither Chen Ren, a young man with a sword on his back, nor a young Taoist priest holding a green bamboo stick to climb the mountain. Zhao Fuyang successfully climbed the mountain and transformed from a snake into a mountain dragon. Taoist companion Yu Chunzhi also followed him to the Nascent Soul realm. .

After Zhang Qiong read the time-traveling picture alone, he was finally relieved, "Junior, I don't have any problems anymore."

Cao Rong put away the scroll, removed his magical powers, and laughed in his heart: "That's good."

Then Cao Rong turned to look at the female martial artist, "Lu Mo, there is an opportunity on the mountain waiting for you over at the Dragon King Temple in Baihua Lake. It's up to you whether you want to go or not. It will last for half a year, and you won't have to wait until after."

Finally, Cao Rong shifted his gaze and looked at the dark and thin girl, but he laughed in his heart: "Your name is Ni Qing, right? You are destined to be a poor Taoist master, and the master has an order to take you up the mountain. Are you willing to practice?"

The girl asked timidly: "May I ask who Cao Tianjun's master is? Have I met him?"

Cao Rong smiled and said, "You have already met. He is the person you think is the least likely to be him."

In the human world, there are truly invincible Yu Dou, a lonely person in Huayang Palace, and a person who is so taciturn that even if he doesn't speak, he can reject people who are thousands of miles away.

There are also the sage of rites, Bai Yujing's great leader Kou Ming, and Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Zhao Tianlai. They are such gentle and spring-breathing figures.

There is still Baidi City with Zheng in the middle and Cui Zhan with embroidered tigers. It seems that everyone wants to stay away from this existence.

In short, each has its own distinctive character and mountain style.

But there are also excellent talkers like his master Lu Chen, as well as the old scholar and Xuandu Guansun Huaizhong.

The girl's next question surprised Cao Rong, "Cao Tianjun, who is the young man next to him? He is the one wearing straw sandals with a sword on his back."

Cao Rong smiled and said: "Chen Ping'an, the mountain lord of Luolu Mountain, is also the last hidden official of the Jianqi Great Wall."

The girl opened her mouth wide in disbelief.

It's him? How can it be? !

That "young man" is clearly a liar who speaks and does things that are out of tune.

But if it's really him, isn't he the swordsman that Sister Zhou and Uncle Liu talk about over and over again, and drink more wine every time they mention each other's names?

I remember that she had heard it so much before that she couldn't help but joke that the name "Chen Ping'an" was simply the best dish to go with wine.

In the Hehuan Mountain Fenwan Mansion, thunder broke out from the ground, causing many wild cultivators and obscene temple gods to dare not breathe.

Just because in the side hall with a relatively small number of guests, the master of Lingfei Palace, Xiangjun Patriarch, she removed the cover-up, revealed her identity, personally took action, and began to clean up the house.

Zhao Fuyang from Yongyun Mansion in Hehuan Mountain and Yu Chunzhi from Fenwan Mansion, both of them were wild monks with eccentric origins. They were captured without any resistance.

They led several children and knelt together in front of the founder of Xiangjun whose Taoist name was "Dongting".

In the eyes of a mixed crowd of wedding banquet guests, this is a perfectly normal and wise choice. A Hehuan Mountain is just two golden elixir immortals, facing a Jade Pure Realm Taoist who can open up the battlefield site as his own dojo. Jun, it’s not enough. If you stubbornly resist, what else will happen besides being wiped out in a flash of smoke?

There was no need for anyone to remind them, everyone in the Hehuan Mountain area would imitate Zhao Fuyang’s family, kneeling in different flower halls.

At the critical moment when the needle drop could be heard, some courageous hero unexpectedly belched wine at an inappropriate time.

It's a pity that no one dared to look up. They could only identify the location by listening to the sound. It seems to be the side hall where the founder of Xiangjun is?

At this moment, Xiang Jun had an extra "account book" in his hand, which was given by Yu Chunzhi with both hands, bringing together the heroes of the Hehuan Mountains who were supposed to be united, the Summer Moon Mansion of Baihua Lake, and the people who had been working hard and conscientiously over the years. The shady things that Li Zhen, the mountain god of Wuteng Mountain, did on a certain day of a certain year, were revealed in extremely detailed detail.

Xiang Jun had a cold expression on his face. He quickly finished reading it, closed the account book, and threw it at the feet of the fox demon. He said calmly: "When you turn around, you can take the initiative to hand over this book to those court officials and let them deal with it. Kill those who deserve it." , those who are left with crimes that do not deserve death, those who deserve to be arrested, and those who deserve to be punished will be punished."

The young Taoist priest was sitting in his original position, with his legs crossed and his teeth grinning. He was picking his teeth with a bamboo stick.

It was this bold guy who just burped.

Xiangjun finished chatting with Zhao Fuyang with his heartfelt voice in advance.

Because she was afraid of scaring Zhao Fuyang, she did not dare to say that her master, Master Lu, had been to Hehuan Mountain. Xiangjun only said that her master was watching the movement not far away.

Zhao Fuyang temporarily served as the unnamed disciple of Tianjun Cao Rong, practicing in Lingfei Palace as Dai Sin.

As for whether he can enter the palace in the future and eventually become the direct descendant of Tianjun, it depends on Zhao Fuyang's "predestined relationship".

Xiangjun said: "The three-party seals should be returned to the Qingxing Kingdom court as soon as possible."

Zhao Fuyang, the unruly and unruly hero of the Sanxian Immortal, put his hands on the ground, knelt his head on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I will obey the decree of the palace master."

Putting aside the "anonymity", based on seniority, Xiang Jun is Zhao Fuyang's senior sister, but after all, she still has the status of palace master.

Before that, the two maids who served tea and water in Fenwan Mansion, Yu Yiyou and Yu Rongyu, were actually hit by the nonsense of the young Taoist priest, and his words became a prophecy.

Each of them received a great blessing, and it turned out that "when the time and the horoscope match, good luck will come."

It turns out that Yu Yiyu was appointed by the Patriarch of Xiangjun, and he will be regarded as a genealogy monk of Lingfei Palace from now on. As for who he will become his master, it is yet to be determined. When he returns to Lingfei Palace, a discussion will be held in the Patriarch Hall. Let’s see. Yu Rongyu was "spotted" by Xingzi from Jinxian Temple and became her direct disciple. In this way, they all obtained the blessing of being able to ascend to heaven in one step. He was able to rise from the humble status of a wild cultivator in Shanze to become a genealogy monk. He also became the ancestral hall of a sect's Taoist palace and the direct descendant of an earthly immortal. It's a beautiful thing that they can't even dream of.

The two female nuns couldn't help crying with joy on the spot, but they were surprised and looked at each other with surprise.

Could it be that the mouth of the young Taoist priest had been opened?

The shabby Taoist priest, who was leaning back in his chair and picking his teeth with a bamboo stick, smiled playfully at them and winked.

Baimao, the master of the Qingbai Mansion in Chuiziling, was extremely envious of this. He wished that Master Xianjun could see if his own bones could barely be considered a good material for cultivation. Palace Master Bai did not have high requirements, not to mention He is a direct descendant, so it doesn't matter if he is a servant disciple of the outer sect.

This ghost who looked like a scribe in a crane cloak was completely unaware that the one who made the greatest fortune tonight was none other than himself.

The picture album that was almost forcibly bought and sold by Director Lu, Palace Master Bai thought he had been taken advantage of, but in fact, it only cost two snow coins.

After paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, on a certain page of the picture album, there were two more golden-lettered Taoist texts. Lu Chen seemed to be bragging, saying that the "more than a thousand words were superb and unparalleled", but it can be said that there is no doubt that it is the most beautiful book in the world. The pure "immortal recipe".

The last Taoist book refers directly to the golden elixir. When Bai Mao becomes an Earth Immortal, things will fall into place naturally. After seeing the content of the middle chapter, Taoism directly points to Yu Pu.

After all, it is the foundation of the cultivation of Master Bai Gu, one of the candidates in the world of Qing Ming. No matter how you are an Ascension Realm monk, no one dares to underestimate him.

Therefore, Headmaster Lu is able to eat and drink well when he is away from home, all because of his superb acting skills.

At this time, in addition to several bottles of Fenwan Mansion's secretly brewed wine, the one with the most bitter water in his stomach was probably Zhang Xiangdao, the Lord of the Lake in Shuyue Mansion.

It was a great marriage alliance, but unexpectedly, just a few days after they walked out of the house, their home was smashed to pieces. Misfortunes never come singly, and they even met the founder of Lingfei Palace, Xiangjun? !

On the other hand, the young man with the nickname "Dragon Gill" was quite timid. When he was dragged to his knees by his parents, he still didn't know the importance of the situation and didn't forget to take a quick look at Xiangjun's appearance.

Xiangjun's gaze shifted, and he first casually knocked the dirty young man away with his sleeve, and passed out on the spot. The latter was embedded in the wall like nails.

She waved to the Goddess of Falling Yuan Mountain again, her face softened a bit, and she said with a smile: "Come here to talk, I have something to discuss with you."

The Mountain Goddess was trembling and came here quickly. Her face was pale and colorless. She didn't know why a mountain god as high as the True Lord of Dongting would pick her out alone.

When she arrived at the side hall, she was about to kneel down and kowtow. Lord Xiang raised his hand, stopped the other party's gift, smiled and said in a questioning tone: "There is still a shortage of people in the Yunxiao Hong family's court in the south of Aoping Continent. The mountain god, but his status is not high. According to the rules set by the Confucian Temple, he is a newcomer. Are you willing to condescend to fill the vacancy there?"

The Goddess of the Mountain of Yin Temple was at first confused, and then her eyes were filled with tears. She and the founder of Xiangjun, who was extraordinarily merciful, gave a blessing and said in a trembling voice: "I am willing, I am willing to the utmost."

In fact, Mr. Xiang doesn’t know why Master arranged it like this.

Of course, Xiangjun's master, Cao Rong, also didn't know why his master made a special trip to issue a decree for the mountain goddess.

The boy with the sword on his back and the young woman with her hair in a bun took advantage of the opportunity when almost everyone lowered their heads and walked out of the side hall.

Bai Mao was pulled up by the young Taoist priest, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Bai, if you don't run away now, you will wait until later. If you stay here to drink, you will only have to drink as a fine to settle accounts in the future."

How could Baimao dare to act as a mortar at this time? He made up his mind and decided not to move. He stretched out his hand and tried to pry off Daochang Lu's fingers. However, he was dragged by the young Taoist priest and staggered to his feet. He walked straight to the door. So powerful, Bai Mao's mind went blank, he just kept repeating it silently in his heart, no one can see me...

Xiang Jun did not stop this. Since he was not on Yu Chunzhi's book, he was just a few random passers-by, so there was no need to care.

As for the ghost in Chuanziling, according to the records in the booklet, it has not done anything evil. It is an outlier in the realm of Hehuan Mountain.

The young Taoist priest arrived at the door of the side hall, turned to Na Wen and carefully hooked his fingers, and once again challenged him: "Come on, come on, you have no courage. If you have the ability, go pick a spacious place outside and fight with the Taoist master."

Wen stood up carefully and said from his heart: "Palace Master, I really can't stand this bastard anymore."

Xiangjun reminded: "Be careful of how hard you act, and remember not to hinder him from walking down the mountain."

She was a little bit surprised that the other party knew her identity, so as long as he was not careless, he could guess the identity of Wen Qingcheng, a Taoist priest of Lingfei Palace.

How dare you provoke Wen Qingcheng like this? What do you want? Normally, Xiangjun might be a little more careful to avoid encountering the legendary strangers who are anonymous and like to play games with the world, but tonight the master and the headmaster Lu Patriarch are both near or far away, so she still If you are really not afraid of the other party's evil intentions, why not let Wen carefully weigh the depth of the opponent's Tao skills or the weight of his boxing skills.

As soon as Wen carefully heard what Patriarch Xiangjun said, what did it mean? He sat back in his chair.

Unexpectedly, after the "young monk" walked out of the door, he leaned back and stuck out his head, "Master Tao, I have traveled all over the world, but this is the first time I have seen you being so shy."

Wen stood up with a careful smile and rubbed his fists, "Then practice your hands and see how much you weigh."

I saw a boy carrying a sword and a young woman walking slowly outside Fenwan's house in the hand-carrying corridor.

Lu Chen stepped back and walked away, facing Wen Chengxin, the martial arts master. He kept punching and humming, "Don't cry for father and mother later."

Wen narrowed his eyes carefully and said with a smile, "That's easy to say."

Lu Chen imitated the other party's tone and demeanor, narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "It's easy to talk."

Wen Zhongzheng was really convinced. How could he not shed tears even if he saw such a ruthless person? If the founder of Xiangjun hadn't warned him, in the past, Wen Chengcheng had met him in the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain. Whoever you were, you would have been lying on the ground obediently waiting to be carried away.

Lu Chen just walked backwards and said with a playful smile: "Young man, do you know what your problem is? It's that you punch, and it seems that you never have murderous intent, but you are so murderous that even Zang can't hide it. , it’s inappropriate, very inappropriate. So young people like you, if you don’t suffer some hardships as soon as possible, you will suffer a lot in the future. If I were your ancestor’s ancestor, I would definitely meet you I’ll just scold you a few words and then give you a good beating, so that you will know what it means to be someone outside the world, and there is a world outside the world..."

Wen carefully sneered and said: "Since I can stand beside Grandmaster Xiangjun tonight with Jinxian'an Xingzi, you little bald donkey, can't you figure out who the Grandmaster of my Grandmaster is?"

The other party choked for a moment and asked tentatively: "Then let's stop fighting? We are away from home, and we can make money by being harmonious."

Wen carefully clicked his tongue and said: "Don't worry, since we are all in the world, we should know that we don't know each other until we fight. Maybe after practicing, we will become friends. What do you think?"

That man was as thick-skinned as a wall, and he actually took advantage of the situation and said, "I think? I think it would be safer for us to go to our respective homes and go home together. That's it, goodbye!"

Wen carefully pretended to run forward, and then punched forward. The guy was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. He greased the soles of his feet, passed the two people in front of him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Pei Qian gathered his voices and asked, "Master?"

Chen Ping'an said from the bottom of his heart: "He has always been this virtuous, just get used to it. Regarding this headmaster Lu, the saying that 'no one can beat him' is absolutely true."

Pei Qian nodded, "The one behind you?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Since this guy can't control his eyes, he only drank six times in one drink. I am limited by this clone. Otherwise, I would have taught him how to be a good man. Is it okay to press the situation to ask for boxing? , Grandmaster Wen is not the only one in the world who is good at this. When you get outside, you can practice boxing with him."

Pei Qian grinned.

Ha, as expected, the master is the best at keeping accounts. I am far behind, and I have only learned a little bit.

Pei Qian asked doubtfully: "Didn't this Wen carefully notice that Palace Master Bai was missing?"

Chen Pingan explained: "Lu Chen doesn't want him to know, so he will naturally not know."

Pei Qian nodded.

Maybe if you don't want to be in the same situation as Wen Cheng, you must at least reach the level of Ultimate God? Or is it that even if "God arrives", it's still not enough?

Arriving at the White Jade Square outside the gate of Fenwan Mansion, Wen carefully discovered that the guy with the word "deserting a beating" written all over his face, and the ghost creature wearing a crane cloak, had disappeared.

This made Wen carefully tighten his heartstrings instantly, reminding himself not to capsize in the gutter. It's not that I'm worried, it's just that it doesn't sound good if it gets out.

Just like that Cao Ci.

He obviously won the boxing match, but the result was almost the same as not winning or even losing the boxing match.

Pei Qian walked to the center of the square, turned around and stood still, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Let's compare?"

Wen calmed down carefully, but still couldn't find any clues, so he smiled and said, "Why bother."

What's good about a pretty good-looking young woman, especially a young woman who becomes more and more attractive the more she looks at her, with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Pei Qian smiled and said: "I've heard that it seems that you like to compete with others in difficult situations, and you have never lost."

Wen carefully twisted his wrist and said, "Then please tell this girl her name."

It's true that weird things happen every year, and there are especially many of them today.

Do you all think that you have no temper and are easy to bully?

Pei Qian said: "Zheng Qian."

Wen carefully couldn't help laughing. Well, he was someone who admired "Zheng Qian". Nowadays, at the foot of Aquarius Island, many young women who are just starting out in the world are like this. They like to give themselves the pseudonym Zheng Qian, and they Even the attire and bun style are similar to that of "Zheng Qian", especially when they roll up their sleeves before punching.

Wen carefully ran out of patience at this time. Of course, it was mainly due to the guy who was spitting shit. Since he couldn't find the real owner for the time being, "Just think of you as Zheng Qian. How many realms of martial arts are you now?"

It can be seen that the woman is a martial artist who has reached the realm of Qi refining. It is not easy. I guess in her own sect, she is the kind of person who is praised as a "genius" by the people around her all day long?

Her master must have carefully cultivated her, and he must have been very attentive to teaching and training her. It is normal for a small family in the world to treat her as a treasure.

Pei Qian smiled and said: "What level I am in depends on how high you are."

Wen heard the words carefully and didn't think much about it. Since the other party knew that she was in the Yuanyuan realm and was good at asking for punches under pressure, then what she said to take advantage seemed a bit like an old man.

I heard that when I was in the capital of Da Li, during the free time between wars, some martial artists would go to ask Zheng Qian for boxing skills.

Wen carefully walked forward slowly and said with a smile: "Then shall I ask you about boxing in terms of the fourth realm or the fifth realm?"

After all, if there are too many pressures, it will be a bit difficult for oneself.

Pei Qian rolled up his sleeves and said, "As long as you are happy."

Wen carefully continued to walk slowly, stretched out a palm, and invited: "Miss Zheng punches first."

Pei Qian raised his fist and shook it slightly.

Judging from her posture, she wanted to say that the punch was thrown first.

Wen carefully laughed angrily, that's right, that's right, she really thought he was Zheng Qian.

With a slight bend, Wen carefully used the strength of the fifth realm and was as fast as thunder. In an instant, he came to the young woman's side and slapped her cheek with the back of his hand.

Pei Qian stood there, motionless, raising an arm and blocking the back of Wen Qingzhi's hand with his wrist.

Silently, just for a moment.

Pei Qian knew it well, it was not a papery distant travel realm.

Wen carefully moved a few steps sideways to put some distance away from her. She turned out to be a five-level martial artist with extremely solid foundation? Or...six realms! ?

Chen Ping'an was squatting on the edge of the square, and Lu Chen was also squatting aside. They were exactly the same, with their hands in sleeves.

Just like two farmers in the market, basking in the sun in winter and listening to people talk about the mountains, or looking at their own fields beside the ridges in spring, looking forward to the good harvest of the year.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Where is Master Bai?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "He was accompanying me to the foot of the mountain to see the Albizia Julibrissin tree. Along the way, he asked why you didn't follow me. I almost couldn't hold him back. He just said that you chose a secluded path to go down the mountain, and started to complain that you didn't follow me. You were so generous that you took a shortcut and didn't take us with you, but in your heart you made sure you didn't get into any trouble."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Good man."

"He is a good man and a good ghost."

Lu Chen smiled and said: "You didn't want Baimao to go to Shujian Lake Five Islands Sect?"

Chen Pingan said: "I have thought about it before, but according to the current situation in Hehuan Mountain, there is no need to go to Zeng Ye's Wudao Sect. After all, he will be living under someone else's roof. If he stays for a long time, Baimao may not be used to it. It is better to let him stay in Weiziling. , after all, it is a family fortune that I have saved, and if we slowly work on it and grow it slowly, our Lord Bai may have a greater sense of accomplishment."

Lu Chen nodded and said, "That's right."

Wen smiled carefully and asked: "Then the six realms?"

Pei Qian still repeated that sentence, "As long as you are happy."

One punch at a time.

Pei Qian, who received a punch from Wen Qingxin on the shoulder, reached out to grab Wen Qingxin's neck and smashed it against the high wall of Fenwan Mansion.

Wen carefully pressed his elbow against the wall. He didn't feel anything at all, but suddenly he saw a slightly smiling woman's face.

With a slight change in expression, Wen Zhenzhen subconsciously tilted his head, and a hole instantly appeared in the wall. Wen Zhenzhen heard a sound like thunder in his ears, and dirt fell from the wall.

Wen Jingsheng no longer dared to take it lightly. He used the secret boxing technique "Fuji" taught by Lingfei Guan in his early years, as if he asked the gods to come down and take possession of Wen Qingsheng. It seemed to be a Taoist magic, but in fact it was still a genuine boxing technique. It was considered cheating. Wen Jingsheng's eyes showed a light golden color, and his punching power flowed through the acupuncture points all over his body. His punch was more than twice as fast, and he hit the woman's temple with a heavy punch. Wen Jingsheng was worried that the other party would lose his orifice. If it bleeds, don't kill anyone! Otherwise, Patriarch Xiangjun would not be able to smooth things over.

Unexpectedly, the woman only slid out five or six steps, and her face was vaguely calm, but in the fleeting eyes, there was a trace of... heat.

Moreover, while she was moving sideways, the woman's eyes had returned to her dead-like penetrating eyes, and she kept squinting at Wen Qingxin, as if waiting for Wen Qingxin to deliver a second, heavier punch.

His eyes were filled with anticipation.

Wen carefully used the "Fuji" boxing technique to invite him. Almost every time he punched, an ancient god would be replaced.

Therefore, the true meaning of the boxing skills contained in each move is consistent with the power of those ancient gods. Just after the first punch, Wen Zhenzhen had to bow slightly and circulate a pure Qi in his body, which was the spirit of Leibu "driven" on the earth. Haiyue, pushing forward the four seasons" vigorous boxing. The second hand knife that Wen carefully handed to the woman was the axe-cutting style used by Lei Bu to slay Kanji's spirit. The third punch was the water-drawing stance of the Water Bu rain master holding a building with one hand. After several punches, each one was born out of the cloud. Bo and Huo Lord are the majestic appearance of the gods in the inner heaven.

The woman kept her back against the wall and shook her head. She only occasionally moved a step, and soon a series of punch holes appeared on the wall at the same height as her head.

Wen carefully punched out very fast, and all the punches flew towards her face.

There was still only one last punch, which hit her forehead. Her head fell back with a bang, and the hair on the back of her head was filled with dust and debris.

Wen carefully hesitated for a moment.

The woman looked normal and said with a smile: "It's okay. It's normal for people to follow their punches."

Lu Chen, who was watching the fight, said angrily: "If I hadn't helped wipe the butt and Wen Qingchen had punched like this, the wall would have been completely destroyed, and he wouldn't have been a guest like this."

Chen Pingan said: "After all, Taoist Lu is the ancestor of his ancestor. He has to take action both emotionally and rationally."

Wen carefully took a step back, shook his wrist, and took a deep breath, "Seven realms?"

Pei Qian said: "As long as you are happy."

Lu Chen raised his hands and beat his chest, "I'm so angry."

Chen Ping'an laughed and said, "It's quite irritating to put yourself in his shoes."

The key is that Wen Qianxin doesn't know until now that Pei Qian has been training at a martial arts level lower than his from beginning to end, and Pei Qian has not thought about how to fight back for the time being.

Probably because he wanted to know more about Lingfei Palace’s box-pressing boxing techniques.

Maybe because Wen Chengxing's level is not high enough, some of the superb boxing moves will inevitably be a little out of shape, but it doesn't matter. Pei Qian can help correct them, check for leaks and fill in the gaps, and then use them one by one for his own use.

Wen carefully changed his mind temporarily and said in a deep voice: "Far Traveling Realm?!"

Damn it, if the fight continues like this, he will feel that the other party is really Zheng Qian, no, it is the second of the four great martial arts masters of Aquarius Continent, Pei Qian of Luo Luoshan!

Pei Qian looked over Wen Zhengzheng's shoulder and looked at his master.

Chen Pingan quietly stretched out three fingers.

He signaled to the founding disciple to give him three punches and call it a day.

Pei Qian's eyes were hot and he grinned, showing his white teeth. There was a cold feeling under the moonlight.

She finally stopped saying those words of Che Lulu, "If boxing is not pure, it is also worthy of pressure? Who spoiled you?"

Wen Qingcheng was shocked in his heart. The opponent just stopped suppressing his own momentum. In an instant, Wen Qingshang found that his fist intention was stagnant, as if a breath of pure energy was frozen like water.

After retreating again and again, Wen carefully did not dare to hold anything back. His figure swept backwards, not only left the Baiyu Square of Fenwan Mansion directly, but also covered the ground and retreated into the mid-air outside Hehuan Mountain.

Chen Ping'an was about to remind Pei Qian aloud, but after thinking about it, he gave up and swallowed the words back.

Because it can be seen that Wen Qian carefully used his scheming to lure the enemy deeper. Once Pei Qian gets close, there will be a stack of punches similar to a boxing set, just like the stacks of a Qi practitioner.

Lu Chen nodded and said with a smile: "You're right, Lingfei Temple has a killer punch that can make Wen carefully jump up one or two steps on the martial arts steps. If you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred." There are many ways to do it. The threshold is not low, and most people can't learn it. Look, if you get ruthless, let me tell you, this guy is too murderous. Pei Qian is right, people follow the punch. Every time you practice it, you will be a dead punch. , I don’t have any big future.”

Pei Qian was still at the seventh level, resisting Wen Qingzhi's punch that suddenly reached the top of the mountain.

Pei Qian was punched in the face and retreated back to the square. Pei Qian leaned back sharply and slowly stood up straight.

It wasn't that Wen Chengcheng didn't want to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but that he couldn't do it at all. He had to change to a breath of pure Qi.

Pei Qian also didn't wipe the blood from her nose and mouth. She was so used to this kind of injury.

This is true on the second floor of the Bamboo Tower and on different battlefields.

Lu Chen grabbed the arm of the sword-carrying boy next to him and said in a panic: "Chen Ping'an, we agreed that the two of them will compete in boxing skills. Why do you want to end it yourself!"

You bully the juniors and don’t respect martial ethics. Don’t you know that? Do you know that? Are you still talking about the morality of the world?

Lu Chen continued to persuade with earnest words: "Besides, what is your current state like this?"

Chen Pingan shook his arms, Lu Chen released his fingers, and the two continued to squat.

Lu Chen started wiping his butt again, "It's agreed, Wen Qingzhi is Wen Qingshu, Lingfei Palace is Lingfei Palace, you have to keep your grudges clear, discuss the matter on a case-by-case basis, and treat each other as one."

Chen Pingan looked carefully at Wen hovering in the wind and said angrily: "Shut up."

Pei Qian raised his arm, stretched out three fingers, and then bent one finger, indicating to Wen that he could punch two more times.

Wen carefully knew that if he threw two punches like this without the other party taking action, he would be in trouble.

Wen Chengcheng's mind was somewhat clear at this moment. There is no grievance or enmity, it is just a sparring match, there is no need to face each other to the death like this.

Pei Qian put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "You were right not to accompany the capital on the battlefield."

Lu Chen gasped, "My dear, these words can hurt people."

Fortunately, it's okay, otherwise it would be even more hurtful if Pei Qian added "hiding" before "not going".

As expected, Wen carefully distorted his face, smiled angrily, and said with a ferocious smile: "Okay, okay! I'll just treat you as Pei Qian!"

Pei Qian was still breathing steadily and calmly. He took a step back and opened a boxing stance.

It was also a stack of punches, and at the same time, he used the secret sword-backing technique secretly taught by Mr. Zhong's school master Long and the old cook.

She obviously wanted to continue using Seven Realms to withstand the opponent's punch again.

Chen Pingan was angry, laughing, and even more distressed. He had no choice but to say: "He used the power of the Yuanyou Realm to reach the Mountain Top Realm. Stop deliberately lowering the First Realm. Use Yuanyou Realm to compete with Yuanyou Realm."

Pei Qian scratched his head, his aura suddenly changed, "Huh?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly became angry.

On the side, Lu Chen reached out and covered his eyes. He couldn't see, he was dead.

Wen paid close attention to the moment when the woman was "chatting" with the boy carrying the sword, and tried his best to punch fiercely.

His body was as fast as shrinking to the ground, and he was in front of Pei Qian in an instant.

Pei Qian was still calm and calm, and he blocked the opponent's punch. However, he was sent flying by the punch, his feet were off the ground, and his back was pressed against the wall.

Pei Qian didn't even look at Wen Zhenxin, who started vomiting blood after throwing a punch. She just looked at the master and said with a bright smile: "On purpose."

Chen Pingan glared and said, "Ability!"

Pei Qian moved his shoulders slightly to disperse the dust behind him, and then reached out to pat the debris from Wanzi's bun.

Wen's face was covered with blood, his vision blurred, and he murmured: "You are that Pei Qian! You are indeed Pei Qian..."

Pei Qian turned his head and spat out a mouthful of bruised blood, "Master, it's just a sparring match. There's no need to get angry."

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment, smiled, and nodded gently.

The only thing left was that Chen Ji, the teacher at the school, would come here directly.

Squatting aside, Headmaster Lu, who changed from covering his eyes to clasping his hands and mumbling something, breathed a sigh of relief, then gave a thumbs up to Pei Qian, "Great!"

Pei Qian looked at the crumbling Wen carefully and suddenly stopped. She seemed to be aware of the situation where the other person was in a quagmire of fear, both physically and mentally. She twitched the corner of her mouth and did not exchange fists with him. She just flicked her fingers and moved her lips slightly. Let's go.

Wen carefully fell backwards and fell to the ground. Before his consciousness was completely blurred, there was only a secret feeling of rejoicing that he had survived the disaster, and an even greater despair of being helpless.

Are you not worthy of the opponent's punch?

Chen Ping'an turned around and looked, and almost couldn't hold back and cursed loudly. What a fool, he actually ran away secretly.

Over there at the acacia tree at the foot of the mountain, Baimao looked at the miserable-looking Mr. Lu, and asked worriedly: "Brother Lu, what's going on? Is there something precious left in Fenwan Mansion?"

Lu Chen sighed and said, "Brother Bai, it's hard for a mute to eat coptis."

Baimao wanted to pat the young Taoist priest on the shoulder and say a few words of comfort.

Lu Chen jumped sideways and sighed, "I want to learn from Chen Lingjun."

Bai Mao was confused and took his hand back angrily, "Lu Dao has good body skills."

Ignoring Wen Qingchen who fell to the ground,

Chen Pingan slowed down, walked down the mountain with Pei Qian, and asked softly: "How is it? Do you need to take the Zuowangdan from Qinghu Palace?"

Pei Qian suppressed his laughter, scratched his head and said, "Master, in your impression, am I that inexperienced in beatings?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Is not it?

In Master's impression, haven't you always been the little Heitan who cries loudly when he gets blisters on his feet when walking?

It seems that in just the blink of an eye, the little girl has grown up.

During the long journey, the little Heitan who used to jump around and dance in squares suddenly became sensible and turned into a tall and graceful girl.

Chen Ping'an asked softly: "When you were a child, your master took care of everything. He took care of a lot. Did you feel annoyed at that time?"

If we use an analogy, childhood is a game of jumping squares, then the rules, words and deeds of parents and elders are just the lines of the rules.

Pei Qian said: "Of course I won't find it annoying."

As a result, she got a slap in the face.

Alas, ever since I was young, I have never been able to deceive Master.

Pei Qian could only tell the truth: "When I was very young, I would find it annoying, but actually when I get to Luopo Mountain, I won't."

Maybe it's because the master left for a long trip soon after that and stopped trying to reason with her. Maybe it's because she really grew up when she got to Luopo Mountain, even if the master wasn't around. Who knows.

Chen Pingan pretended to be relaxed and casual and said: "I heard that Liu Youzhou also participated in the meeting of the Ancestral Master Hall in the capital of Yunyan Kingdom?"

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "I know, but we haven't met. Anyway, we don't have much friendship. If we meet, there won't be much to talk about."

Pei Qian then smiled and said, "Master, Sister Yu is also over there."

Chen Ping'an said with a serious face: "It's not big or small. Let's put it aside, I'll eat enough chestnuts."

Pei Qian's steps were light, and she blew a gentle breath, and the breeze blew over her smooth forehead.

Chen Ping'an said: "Now that we're back, there are a lot of strange people and strangers there about the excavation of Dadu. If you are the only one missing, just go back to Luo Po Mountain and spend more time with Nuan Shu and Xiao Mi Li. And there will be more in the future." Regarding the enthronement of the Five Mountains of Aquarius Continent, we can go to Piyun Mountain together to see the excitement and congratulate Lord Wei Shan."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "Okay, Master is right!"

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly.

If you don't turn around and look, it seems that there is still a little black charcoal following you.

The bright moon rises over the sea.

A small boat appeared in the storm, and the old boatman lit a pot and stewed a pot of sea fish for himself.

Old Zhouzi, whose Taoist name was Xiancha, sat cross-legged alone, holding a bowl in one hand, clasping the side of the boat and singing.

Wait patiently for that pot of fish stew to cook.

Probably due to his limited qualifications in cultivating Taoism, even though Lu Chen, who had never been recognized as his master, taught some ascension methods and immortality methods as a reward for punting a boat to visit immortals, Gu Qingsong still couldn't find a way. There are even many cultivation passes that cannot be explored. It was only after Lu Chen left Haoran Tianxia and Gu Qingsong bit the bullet and went ashore with Cao Rong and his junior brothers for advice that they were able to successfully pass them. So many times, Gu Qingsong would think that the only advantage of not becoming a master and apprentice was that he would not embarrass his master Lu Chen.

If you can't become Lu Chen's disciple, you won't be favored by Madam Gui.

Gu Qingsong felt that he had no reason not to feel miserable in life, so he occasionally went ashore to relax and say a few honest and fair words to anyone, but he didn't know that they would get angry.

Noticing the slight vibration at the stern of the boat, Gu Qingsong didn't turn his head. Although he thought that quarreling and fighting would be useless, he really didn't think anyone could use his sack.

A voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar said, "Fellow Taoist Xiancha, long time no see."

Lao Zhouzi shook his head, he must be dreaming.

The uninvited guest smiled and said: "The boat is shaking, and the wine in the bowl is shaking. I guess it can't be a dream, right? Is there really such a strange dream? Can you give me a basket of it?"

Gu Qingsong silently put down the wine bowl, stood up first, then knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground. To outsiders, it looked like he was taking off his pants and farting.

Old Zhouzi kowtowed to himself a few times and said dullly: "Gu Qingsong pays homage to the master."

After finishing his sip, Gu Qingsong sat up and turned his back to the Taoist priest at the stern of the boat.

It’s true that you are a master, but your disciples also have some tempers.

Lu Chen couldn't laugh or cry, hey, he was even sulking.

Just because of the title "Fellow Taoist Xiancha"?

Lu Chen came to the bow of the ship, squatted next to Old Zhouzi, stretched out his hand to pick up the lid of the pot, the steam was steaming, and the fragrance was filling the air. He nodded in approval and said, "The craftsmanship is much better than before. I was afraid that you would be sad, so I couldn't bear to say anything about your cooking. Art... It's really hard to describe in words. You are a blind person. You like to ask me every now and then how my skills are now and whether they have improved. To be honest, if you didn't like to talk and are rather boring, you wouldn't do it. They would chase me for wages, and I would be so happy that my ears would be clean, otherwise I would have gone to sea with someone else to help steer and punt the boat."

Lao Zhouzi felt sad and aggrieved, and murmured: "If you really don't have good eyesight, why do you ask whether your craftsmanship has improved?"

Lu Chen snorted and said with a look of surprise on his face: "It turns out I misunderstood you."

Gu Qingsong sat sideways, still looking straight at the sea, and said: "You are the master, you have the final say, don't worry about my mood."

Lu Chen was so angry that he slapped Gu Qingsong on the back of the head, "It's almost done. Are you not done yet?"

Gu Qingsong remained silent.

Lu Chen said, "If you act like this again, I'm going to leave."

Gu Qingsong still didn't speak.

A breeze blew by, and there was no longer any figure on the bow of the ship.

Gu Qingsong was stunned for a moment, looking around, as if his master was really angry with him, and the old man began to cry loudly.

Lu Chen just lay quietly at the stern of the boat, looking at the stars in the sky, and stretched out a hand, as if he could reach them.

Many words and chatter in the world are what the world wants to hear, not what we ourselves want to say.

I remember the last time I attended the ceremony at the Huangliang Sect and joined in the fun, Lu Chen met the Taoist protector next to Li Huai, Manhuang Taoting, now Taoist Haoran Nen.

Just now, I met Jinghao from Liuxiazhou, who was also a great monk at the Ascension Realm, next to the plum trees at the stone bridge of the Ximei River.

Lu Chen once dragged the young Taoist into his heart, and when the latter became cruel, he would dare to fight for his life.

It is estimated that the Qing Palace Taibao would only kowtow and beg for mercy if he was put in the same situation. Maybe Feng Xuetao, whose Taoist name is Qingmi, wouldn't be much better?

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Stop howling, I'm mourning."

Gu Qingsong immediately stopped crying and said, "Master, the fish stew is ready, let's try the craftsmanship."

Lu Chen sat up and said, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? You're so stupid, even bring the pot!"

Gu Qingsong quickly carried the pot to the stern of the boat, took out two pairs of chopsticks from his sleeves, touched them under his armpits, and handed a pair to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen took the chopsticks with one hand, opened the lid of the pot with the other, and said angrily: "Why are you so poor that you can't uncover the pot? Who said that I can't uncover the pot!"

In the kitchen of the village school, two junior brothers whom I had just met were sleeping on the floor, each sleeping on one side.

Ning Ji tentatively shouted in a low voice: "Senior Brother Zhao."

Zhao Shuxia opened his eyes, "Huh?"

Ningji asked: "Am I really not dreaming?"

Zhao Shuxia was silent for a moment, raised his head, made pillows with his hands, and laughed, "Don't be embarrassed, I have asked myself this too, more than once over the years."

Ning Ji, who was still a bit shy at first, also laughed out loud. It turned out that the mature and steady senior brother Zhao was just like him.

Zhao Shuxia asked: "Of the two different statements made by Master and Master Lu earlier, which one do you think is reasonable?"

Ning Ji thought for a while and replied honestly: "I think Director Lu's statement is good, but Mr. Lu's statement is better."

Zhao Shuxia smiled and said: "Ning Ji, you will adapt quickly to Luopo Mountain in the future."

Ningji wondered: "Why?"

Zhao Shuxia said: "You will get along very well with my junior brother and senior sister Pei. We will chat with each other and it will definitely not be awkward when we meet."

Ningji became more and more curious, "Really?"

Because the young man has been worried about this matter, he will not get along with the senior brothers and sisters on Luolu Mountain.

Zhao Shuxia nodded and said: "Really, besides them, there is Senior Brother Cao who will also like you."

Ningji nodded heavily.

There seems to be something inexplicable about Senior Brother Zhao, and what he says is convincing. And standing next to Senior Brother Zhao will make you feel at peace.

Zhao Shuxia said: "There is something that I, my senior brother, need to tell you."

Ning Ji was a little nervous, "Senior Brother Zhao, you tell me, I'll listen."

Zhao Shuxia said: "Before you go to bed next time, remember to wash your feet, otherwise you will panic."

Ningji chuckled.

Zhao Shuxia closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Master Lu's words are indeed true. Be honest and sleep peacefully. Ning Ji, go to sleep and get up early."

Ning Ji said stupidly: "Senior Brother Zhao, I seem to be unable to sleep. You go to sleep first and leave me alone."

Zhao Shuxia smiled and said, "Don't wait until I stop snoring. You won't be able to sleep even if you want to."

Ning Ji said: "It's okay, Senior Brother Zhao, I have a pretty good skill. I can fall asleep when I want to."

In fact, apart from that, every time before going to bed, as long as Ning Ji wants to wake up, he can wake up at that time, with almost no error.

I just thought this kind of thing was too weird, and the boy was too embarrassed to say it.

Moreover, this ability is not innate, it seems to have only appeared when he was on the run when he was young.

Senior Brother Zhao is really awesome.

Because his intuition told Ning Ji that when Master Lu asked about the first talisman in the world, Senior Brother Zhao clearly knew the answer, but he just didn't speak.

Zhao Shuxia actually had something on his lips, but he still didn't say it in the end.

Ningji, you and I can meet the same teacher and master. From now on, we will cherish it and practice hard.

Under the eaves of the school, the old scholar opened his eyes, and before he knew it, it was dawn.

Next to him sat the disciple who had been guarding the door all night.

The old scholar quickly sat up and said with a guilty look on his face: "This is a big deal. Mr. Yu is confused."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Sir, it's good that you know."

The old scholar laughed heartily. Isn't it true that only our little Ping'an can say this?

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "What were the eight words that sir wanted to say at that time?"

The old scholar looked up at the bright sky after dawn, twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Wandering at night with a candle, it will be dawn."