Sword of Coming

The spring grass is faint, the bright moon is late, and the stream is gurgling to persuade you to drink.

Chen Pingan asked Zhao Shuxia to bring a bamboo chair to entertain guests, and then went to prepare a late-night snack.

Lu Chen hurriedly said: "Under the tree, you can just go to the kitchen to get busy, and the poor road will get a chair by himself, and the snacks other than supper, the poor road will have it here."

Otherwise, Headmaster Lu was worried that he would have no place and would have to squat and drink.

Lu Chen was familiar with the road and went to Chen Ping'an's house to bring a small table and two chairs out. After taking a seat with the boy, our Headmaster Lu did not forget to wipe the table with our sleeves.

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile, "Ning Ji, think about it, don't you regret it?"

The young man's eyes were firm and he nodded: "Mr. Chen, I have made up my mind. If I want to be your student, Ning Ji will also remember the favor of Headmaster Lu in my heart, and I will repay it when I have the opportunity in the future."

Chen Ping'an glanced at Lu Chen, thinking with his butt, that this fellow must have led the boy through a long scroll of time.

Lu Chen began to put gold on his face, waved his hand and said, "It's not hard work, it's not hard at all."

There is a long river of time, but not everyone can wading in the water casually, even the great monks dare not visit the time at will, even if they are in it, the general Ascension Realm is mostly a last resort. At this time, we must use the long river of time to "renew our minds", or try our luck to see if we can find a blessed land that has disappeared in the long river of history. If the swirling water vortex of the funnel, it is easy for Qi practitioners to fall into it and lose their whereabouts. In history, many great monks said that they were retreating and failed. In fact, they were like mud cows entering the sea in the long river of time, making wedding clothes for others, and later generations. The great monk fished the golden body fragments from the long river of time, and it came from this. What's more, there are many visions of the stagnant water becoming a lake or the river flowing into a stagnant water. Previously, "Chen Ping'an" and the sword holder In the shop of Qilong Alley, inviting Bai Jing to sit at the same table is one of the manifestations of the great road in this scene.

On the mountain, only a veritable mountain cultivator who holds some heavy treasures can preach and protect his disciples in this way. This tempering the physique has many benefits, especially the three souls and seven souls that can nourish the qi cultivator, but the risk is too high. Big, if one is not careful, many cultivators who have achieved extremely high levels of Taoism may directly become demented fools, just because their memory and consciousness are like drowning, drifting with water, losing their minds, and unable to evoke their souls afterwards.

Chen Ping'an walked by himself several times. The first time was to follow Mr. Qi, and the second time was at the Taoist Temple in Lotus Flower Blessed Land, where he was beside the old Guanzhu, enjoying a picture scroll of one or two hundred years.

Lu Chen glanced at the young man sitting on the side, and praised: "Ning Ji performed very well. He didn't need help from the poor Daoist at all. He quickly adapted to the walking of the time picture scroll."

Chen Pingan nodded, "It's amazing, I remember the first time I waded in the water, I was dizzy and almost vomited on the spot."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "This is the difference between a half-hearted aptitude for ground materials and an outstanding talent."

The young man with straw sandals whose life is broken is indeed a half-hearted immortal. Lu Chen's evaluation is very objective.

Chen Ping'an didn't take it seriously, but he was happy when he heard it. Who would despise his students and disciples for being too clean-cut and having a good aptitude for learning the Tao?

Ning Ji was stunned, his fists clenched and placed on his knees, seemingly at a loss.

The teenager didn't know the praise from Zhangjiao Lu and Mr. Chen for the time being. It was definitely not a compliment, and he didn't know the danger of wading across the river. He mistakenly thought it was the kind words of the two seniors about "other people's children". big.

"It's good to accept apprentices, of course it's good, as for the price... you must know better than me."

Lu Chen restrained the smile on his face and asked, "Chen Pingan, have you thought about it too?"

To be honest, being able to find Ning Ji so quickly was indeed beyond Lu Chen's expectations.

This is called it is difficult for gods to catch noon fish.

Originally, Lu Chen had already planned to spend three or five years in Haoran World and seven or eight years in the long run, so he could just take this opportunity to wipe his **** and solve some historical problems that had some causal relationship with him, such as the previous one at Baihua Lake. Lao Yuan who sits in the Dragon King Temple, the Dao Seed on Shirou Riding Dragon Lane, Zhu Lu who should have been one of the Daoist protectors of the big brother, and of course Gu Qingsong, whose Dao name is Xiancha, also There is an understanding, whether it is to let Zhouzi completely die and be included in the heart of Nanhua City's genealogy award, or to take the old Zhouzi to Baiyujing together, Lu Chen is still considering it, and because of the last one three thousand years ago. Because of the real dragon, Lu Chen owed a debt of love to Aunt Feng, who was "scorching the forehead of wormwood", and a bunch of big and small things like this made Lu Chen feel very tired.

Chen Pingan nodded, "As long as Ning Ji thinks about it himself, there will be no problem on my side."

Lu Chen said, "I have to thank you for this."

Intentionally planting flowers will not bloom, inadvertently planting willows and willows make shade.

As long as Lu Chen finds Ning Ji, no matter what the reason is, no matter how difficult or easy the process is, if the Confucian Temple only looks at the results, it will be counted as a large amount of merit and deeds by the headmaster Lu, which is clearly recorded in the book. The more senior Lu Chen was, the more he knew about the inside story and the truth, and the more he understood the preciousness of adding a few strokes to the Confucian Temple's merit book, especially at the critical juncture where the patriarch of the three religions was about to disperse. To give a simple example, the wealthy families and wealthy portals at the foot of the mountain may not be able to keep money and property, and even books to their descendants. fail.

Chen Ping'an said, "It's nothing, not to mention that Daoist Lu accompanied Ning Ji on this journey of mountains and rivers, which is enough as a thank you gift."

Lu Chen was silent for a moment, and it seemed that he couldn't think of a suitable thank-you gift for a while, so he put a pot of wine on the table, "It's just a drink tonight, don't drink too much, so as not to get drunk and lose your temper and make some jokes on the junior's side."

Chen Ping'an looked at the pot of Geng Yunfeng's spring sleepiness wine, and said in amazement, "Master Lu is already so familiar with the Lord of Mount Huang?"

Lu Chen said boldly: "I know it very well, why not, it's like the first sight."

Huang Zhonghou of Gengyun Peak is now the new owner of Yunxia Mountain, which has caused a lot of speculation in Aquarius. It is said that Cai Jinjian of Green Juniper Peak is similar to Huang Zhonghou Daoling, but she is already in the Nascent Soul Realm, but she still loses the election in this "dynasty change". The outside world will inevitably have some ideas, whether the Zushan lineage is deliberately suppressing that rising The swift green cypress peak?

Many sects and immortal mansions with a long history will face a similar situation, and the closer ones, such as the fall of power in the Jinxian Temple of Qingjing Peak, and the anti-customer of Zhuiqing Peak are the main ones.

A little further away, the Zhuzhi Sect, one of the vassal forces of Zhengyang Mountain, is in a similar situation. The current leader Guo Huifeng is in a similar situation. In fact, she is not from the line of the founder of the mountain, so she is like Liang. Jizushan monks like Yuping have more or less ideas in their hearts.

This is like the future of Luobao Mountain. A certain mountain owner may not be the direct descendant or disciple of Pei Qian and Guo Zhujiu. It may be from the legal lineage of the other vassal mountains. Maybe it is the rule of law and longevity. Some of the disciples and grandchildren of the disciples may also be the incense disciples handed down by Wei Wenlong and Chen Lingjun. In short, on the golden and jade genealogy of Luopao Mountain, it belongs to the "fork in the road", don't open a branch, the descendants of the descendants of Luopao Mountain will recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors. Of course, it is still Chen Ping'an, who has been immortal, but as for the tablet of the lord of the sect, it may not be him.

Lu Chen suddenly asked with a smile: "Chen Pingan, if there is such a day in Luopo Mountain in the future, will you, the first-generation mountain master, feel a little awkward?"

Chen Pingan smiled.

Lu Chen turned his head and shouted towards the kitchen room, "Under the tree, the bowl of noodles in Pindao has coriander and coriander. It's okay if you don't have it, but chopped peppers and minced garlic are indispensable, not too much."

Ning Ji stood up and went to help bring a few bowls of steaming noodles with a lot of condiments, mostly dried bamboo shoots and tofu prepared by the school.

Zhao Shuxia has a good eye for this new junior brother who seems to have fallen from the sky.

The young man has a delicate mind, and he soon noticed Zhao Shuxia's kindness and closeness to him, and Ning Ji felt a little at ease.

Lu Chen picked up the chopsticks and was about to start eating.

As a result, Zhangjiao Lu found out of the corner of his eyes that Ning Ji and Zhao Shuxia took their first bite after Chen Ping'an picked up the chopsticks, and then they silently lowered their heads to eat the noodles.

Headmaster Lu, whose chopsticks had been parked in the air for a long time, became the last person to eat noodles, and if he dared to share the same table for supper, he was just an outsider, right?

Headmaster Lu was furious. If he had been ruthless earlier, gritted his teeth, and accepted Ning Ji as his heir, now it was master-apprentice-to-master-apprentice, two-on-two, wouldn't the numbers fall behind?

Chen Ping'an seemed to have guessed Lu Chen's grievance, and joked: "If it's too late for Headmaster Lu to go back on it now, he will stun Ning Ji with a sap and put on a sack, and just run away."

Lu Chen learned that old scholar's signature tone, and sighed, "Stop saying a few words that hurt feelings. Pindao has always acted in a clear and upright manner. This kind of deed can't be done."

To say that Ning Ji was recruited as a disciple, Chen Ping'an was responsible for preaching the Dharma for this ill-fated young man. There are many benefits on the surface, but in the final analysis, there is one more person in Luopaoshan. The achievement of the Dao is as good as that of a monastic genius. Even if it is a conservative estimate, it is very certain that Ning Ji will become an Ascension Realm in the future, and Ning Ji is probably an extremely young Ascension Realm, who was born out of nowhere and is terrifying.

But the trouble is not small. Ning Ji's avenues have already decided that he will not let Chen Ping'an and Luopaoshan worry about his future cultivation path. This is a bit similar to the fact that the old Xiucai took Liu Shiliu as his direct disciple, but when Chen Ping'an's brother Jun Qian, when he worshipped the old Xiucai as his master, in addition to the high enough cultivation realm, the key is that the self has become clear, plus The old scholar was in full swing at that time, so apart from some gossip on the mountain, it would not cause too much substantial damage to the lineage of Wensheng.

But Ning Ji's life situation, especially his character, is full of countless unknowns.

Young hidden officials who have just been able to relax a little, I am afraid that they will have to wait for decades.

There was Pei Qian in the front, Ning Ji in the back, haha, Lu Chen rolled up a large piece of noodles with chopsticks, and instantly became in a good mood, his cheeks bulged, and he took a few breaths.

While eating noodles, Lu Chen vaguely suggested: "The mountain relies on the mountains to eat the water, there are so many wild vegetables in the mountains, and there are many fish in the Wuxi, so next time I make a casserole as a late-night snack, it will be good, especially It’s that kind of winter when it’s freezing outside, the heat in front of you is overwhelming, and the taste is absolutely amazing. If you have a brazier at your feet, you will scald a jar of rice wine or glutinous rice wine, tsk tsk, just thinking about it makes your mouth water.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's difficult."

Naturally, it's not that the casserole is difficult to make, but that it is difficult for you, Lu Chen, to eat it. Now that things are going on in the world, and there are undercurrents in the Qingming world, Lu Chen, the headmaster of Bai Yujing, is unlikely to stay here for a long time. Previously, Cui Dongshan sent a secret letter to Luopaoshan, and on it was written the list of the latest ten candidates and candidates in Qingming World. How to see it, Bai Yujing did not dare to take it lightly.

Lu Chen sighed sullenly, then raised his head and asked casually, "Chen Pingan, do you remember the first time you drank, when was it?"

Chen Pingan thought about it and said, "I used to practice boxing and couldn't bear the hardship. It seems that I borrowed the drink from Wei Bo. After that, I got out of control and I couldn't stop drinking."

Lu Chen smiled and asked, "I'm always curious about something, do you really like drinking?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Anyone who would ask this kind of question looks like he doesn't like drinking."

Lu Chen took out a few salted duck eggs from his sleeves and put them on the table, "It's a local specialty called Gaoyou. It's very famous. It's the duck from Wazhen Lake, and the one in Wazhen."

Chen Ping'an took duck eggs and smashed them lightly, without being polite to Master Lu.

Lu Shenshen sighed, "Grandmasters are everywhere, real people are flying all over the sky, and the scene in the next thousand years, you and I are not walking on the Shanyin-Dao, what else could it be."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I can't see enough."

Lu Chen said, "Gu Can revisited his hometown, and now he is in Shujian Lake."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Lu Chen is like a well-informed ear report god, "In the wild world, only because of the wild cultivator with the secret name of the Tao, two groups of people meet on a narrow road, one kills the other, and neither gives way, just because it is in the wild and heavenly. The ten people have taken advantage of the time and place, so the two people who have made the most of this escape from the predicament, one is Cao Ci, who has risen to the top of the gods. Of course, there is no suspense, and then there is Gu Can. They all made people look at each other with admiration. In the end, they were able to win, thanks to Gu Can. If it weren't for Gu Can, this fight would still have to be fought, and the winner would not have been decided so quickly. I think that Chunqing and Xu Bai are young now. The light-hearted pride of heaven is both grateful and fearful to his peer Gu Can, and his feelings are very complicated."

"As for how Gu Can made an extraordinary contribution, relying on a handful of old locust leaves that are like chicken ribs and have been treasured for many years, 'Zhao' Xiaotianshi, 'Xu' Bai, and 'Cao' Ci are like divine help. As for Yu Aofu and Chunqing, although their surnames are unfamiliar and they were not able to directly benefit from Huai Ye, they could be said to have followed suit, because Gu Can hid deeply and the incident happened suddenly. , there was a deviation, and Cao Ci found an opportunity, relying on Wu Yun, handed out a punch equivalent to the eleventh realm, and completely shattered the great formation."

"Gu Can also abducted a female cultivator who was one of the Ten Heavenly Workers in the Wilderness. Her name was Ziwu Meng, and her name was 'Chunxiao'."

"Hey, sure enough, if there is a teacher, there must be an apprentice. Mr. Zheng kidnapped an entire city of Jincui. As an apprentice, he also likes to follow suit."

When Chen Pingan heard this, he stopped the chopsticks in his hand, frowned slightly, and asked, "What is he doing at Shujian Lake?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "In Shujian Lake, I didn't go to Liu Zhimao's Qingxia Island, nor did I go to Zengye's Wudao School, but I just met senior sister Tian Hujun, Huang

Lidao Zhongsu, the last one, was a vulgar in a city by the lake. The young man was unable to read books. He relied on the strength of his waist and feet to be his husband, and he joined those dignitaries, literati and scholars who came to Shujian Lake to visit the landscape. , earning some hard money every day, Gu Can nostalgic, after finding this young man who used to be a neighbor who often chatted, he lent a sum of money to the young man and planned to open a shop together. In this way, why is Gu Can also a... second shopkeeper? "

When Chen Ping'an heard this, there was a little smile in his eyes.

Lu Chen held chopsticks in one hand, and shook his sleeve with the other, pretending to pinch his fingers and calculate the fortune-telling, "It is reasonable to say that after getting out of trouble, it should have been drinking celebration wine, but Gu Can turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, and ran to fight Cao Ci. , stalking and stalking, Gu Can became more and more angry, Cao Ci had to punch a little bit harder, Gu Can was seriously injured."

Chen Ping'an said, "Hu Lai!"

Lu Chen nodded, "I'm a little confused. It's not good to provoke anyone, but I want to provoke Cao Ci."

While Headmaster Lu was chatting with Master, Zhao Shuxia just ate supper silently.

It was the first time that Ning Ji heard about Gu Can and that Cao Ci, so he was a little curious, Lu Chen turned his head and smiled: "This Cao Ci is amazing, you are an old enemy of your master, and it is your master's martial arts path. Now, in the battle between Cao Ci and your master, there is still a gambling game, and I don’t know how many gods on the mountain have bet on it, spending a lot of money.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I have never won against Cao Ci once, and all the questions have been lost. However, no one can fault Cao Ci's character. I don't have a relationship with him that is both an enemy and a friend. There is no hostility or hatred, just friends."

Ning Ji nodded and said, "Mr. is a scholar who aims to be immortal. Fighting and killing in the arena is not his job."

This time, I followed Headmaster Lu on a strange trip, and it didn't go in vain. The teenager learned a lot of sayings in books.

The young man's implication was that if Mr. Chen devoted himself to learning martial arts and boxing, he would be able to outperform Cao Ci.

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "That's right."

Zhao Shuxia laughed dumbly.

No matter how much he respects his master, Zhao Shuxia doesn't think that if master focuses on boxing, he will definitely be able to win that Cao Ci.

Zhu Lian once joked with Zhao Shuxia in private, that in the next hundred years, Cao Ci will be in the martial arts, maybe he claims to be the second in the world and no one dares to call himself the first in the world.

Zhao Shuxia was naturally a bit depressed at the time. If Cao Ci was at the top of the martial arts, so invincible in the world, how should his master handle himself?

Zhu Lian then half-jokingly said, why does Cao Ci claim to be the second in the world?

Zhao Shuxia is not the kind of person who is active in thinking and good at debating, so he couldn't answer for a while.

Zhu Lian asked himself and answered, maybe Cao Ci was too powerful, and no one could decide the winner with him, but Cao Ci always felt that there was someone who could compete with him for the first place.

But in this fight, the two sides must be divided between life and death to decide the real outcome. So it can only be someone from later, who competes with the former Cao Ci for the first place.

Zhao Shuxia nodded. At that time, his mind was full of his master, whom he respected like a god. Naturally, he felt that only a master could compete with Cao Ci.

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Is that person a mountain master who is bound to practice Taoism on the mountain for a long time?" Where are you Zhao Shuxia? Isn't he also a pure martial artist?

Lu Chen admired Ning Ji even more, you young man, you haven't officially apprenticed to the teacher yet, and you haven't gone to Luopao Mountain yet.

After going there, Ning Ji met the old cook Zhu Lian, the younger senior brother Cui Dongshan, the senior elder sister Pei Qian, especially Jia Lao Shenxian.

The atmosphere of Luopo Mountain is so strange.

Sure enough, it's not that the family doesn't enter the house.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked Lu Chen, "Do you think the great ditch of Tongyezhou can be successfully excavated?"

Lu Chen smiled without hesitation: "The world and the earth all work together, how could it not be possible. It's just such a big feat, and small bumps are inevitable, so it's a good thing."

Chen Ping'an raised the white bowl and handed it to Lu Chen, "Let's borrow your auspicious words, let's go."

Lu Chen raised the white bowl and gently bumped against it, "Hello brothers, let's go one by one."

Chen Ping'an opened a school here. Being a teacher is really more arduous than returning to the upper five realms.

Lu Chen asked with his heart: "Is there a demon that determines the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm?"

It seems to be nonsense, since Chen Ping'an has already tried to break through the realm in Mi Xuefeng's dojo, and more than once, how can he not encounter inner demons?

But Chen Ping'an nodded and replied in a deep voice, "It's almost certain."

The night wind in the mountains was cool and cool, Lu Chen held the wine bowl and looked at the string of slightly swaying but silent bells under the eaves of the school.

The corner of Zhangjiao Lu's eyes was on the young warrior who would be very inconspicuous when he stayed by Chen Ping'an's side, under Zhao Shu.

It can even be said that Lu Chen appeared this time to a large extent to chat with this Zhao Shuxia, who is very similar to Chen Ping'an.

Because it is too similar, it falls in the eyes of some experts, just like a fake calligraphy and painting, at most it gets the evaluation of the next-level authentic work.

But Lu Chen is not among that "some".

It was also at the wine table, compared to that in the Fanwan Mansion of Hehuan Mountain, the female warrior with the ball-shaped hair in a bun, Chen Ping's great disciple.

Lu Chen was even more worried about this close disciple on the road of Chen Ping'an's martial arts.

It's not that Zhao Shuxia's martial arts achievements will definitely be higher than that of Pei Qian. Before Zhao Shuxia was there to send Jialing to practice boxing, Lu Chen did some rough calculations. Zhao Shuxia's martial arts height was indeed, and it couldn't be higher than senior sister Pei Qian. After all, Pei Qian is now a martial artist of the limit, and Zhao Shuxia is a martial artist of the five realms who has just broken through for a few days, a pure martial artist who is destined to miss the word "strongest" in this life.

Therefore, Lu Chen's admiration for Zhao Shuxia was just an unreasonable intuition, and the intuition of a cultivator like Lu Chen was itself a profound and profound truth.

After supper, Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji cleaned up the dishes.

Chen Ping'an and Lu Chen continued to drink, but this time the drink was the soil shochu brewed by Chen Ping'an from a certain Mengtong's house on the mountain.

There are also guests, which can be described as neighbors.

It was the newly appointed Ximei River Water God, Gao Niu, who had just acquired a rare treasure.

This river god, who looks like an old scribe, is holding an empty wine jug in his arms. Previously, this object was discovered by the servants of the government who were patrolling the waters. Seeing it floating on the Ximei River, the servants who moved the water actually moved and captured it. No, I couldn't move my strength, so I reported to my superiors and officials, and let these Shuifu assistants with the title of narcissus, running the water method still can't change the drifting route of the jug down the water. I never thought that the river **** was high. As soon as the brewer came out, he was caught by his hand. He only felt that the jug seemed to be a living creature with enlightenment. He threw it out, but it stuck to his hand, and he couldn't throw it away. Around a group of narcissus officials and shrimp soldiers and crab generals, they didn't know what to do, and the roaring beards and horses naturally made a loud noise.

Gao Niu calmed down and found that the hot potato-like jug in his hand didn't seem to be unusual, but rather had a mysterious feeling of a great road. On the school side at the source of the Meihe River, if there are objects with unknown origins and hidden murderous intentions, it is better to ask the well-informed Lord Yinguan to help them take them out. It is reasonable to say thank you in person.

When Chen Ping'an saw the jug, he kept calm, smiled and waved, "Brother Gao, come and sit here."

Having obtained the decree of Lord Yinguan, Gao Niang first trotted quickly, but then slowed down when he approached the wine table.

I had already glimpsed an empty wine jug on the table, Gao Niang was relieved, it was the exact same shape as the wine jug in his hand.

"Ning Ji, a newly admitted student of the school."

Chen Ping'an took advantage of Gao Niu's quick and slow experience, and introduced with a smile: "This Daoist Lu is a strange person with exquisite Taoism, but he looks young, not old."

Lu Chen hurriedly put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, still sitting, turned sideways, cupped his fists and smiled: "It's a pleasure to meet you, I have met Master River God, Xiaodao and Mr. Chen are close friends who share weal and woe."

Gao Niu hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Little God Gao Niu, thanks to Mr. Chen's care, is temporarily serving as the water **** of Ximei River, and it is an honor to meet Lu Xianchang."

Lord Yinguan's friend on the mountain, can it be bad?

Not to mention bowing and kowtowing a few times, isn't that the proper courtesy and friendship?

Just saying that last time, I drank here with Yu Huiting, the female cultivator of Fengxue Temple. After that, Gao Niang was fortunate to participate in a secret discussion about the Dragon Palace matter. He was quite kind, and after chatting a few more words, how bright his face was, and even the cultivators of Da Li who accompanied the army looked at him a few times.

Zhao Shuxia brought another bamboo chair over and said with a smile, "Mr. Gao, please take a seat."

Gao Niang quickly thanked him, because he had a jug in his hand, so he had to take the chair with one hand. Ning Ji had already got up and sat down with Zhao Shuxia with the chair.

Lu Chen said, "Brother Gao, is this bringing wine?"

Gao Niu's face suddenly became embarrassed.

Chen Ping'an helped relieve the siege and said, "This kind of treasure, if it goes down with the water, is naturally obtained by those who are destined to get it.

Gao Niang was secretly delighted in his heart, the treasure light flashed, and the jug fell off his hand. Gao Niang quickly reached out to catch it, but he didn't care about anything. A green rope was tied around his waist.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and if the neighbors can be harmonious, Brother Gao is good fortune."

Gao Niu nodded vigorously and said, "Blessed, being able to be neighbors with Lord Yinguan is a blessing from a little god."

Zhao Shuxia has brought a white bowl to Gao Niang.

Ning Ji was just curious about the honorific title given by the river **** to Mr. Chen. Is it some kind of official position?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The good fate in the world, one after another, is mutual."

Li people are not surprised, Gao Niu said nothing, drank two bowls of soil brewing water in a row, and toasted with the young Yinguan and Lu Xianchang respectively.

Since I'm not good at words, my sincere love is full of love, and it's all in the drink.

You didn't expect the wine to be so strong, Gao Jiu took a sip and wondered, where did the soil shochu come from, the wine is so domineering?

Chen Ping'an returned a bowl, Lu Chen just took a sip of wine from the bowl, and sighed: "Seeing Brother Gao tonight, it reminds Xiaodao of an old friend, who is also surnamed Gao, Gao Gu, Lonely Gu, Gao Brother You are the brewer of wine. He has few friends and only a handful of friends. He always likes to say that the body is not a relative, let alone a foreign object, but he likes to drink alone. But he has never been drunk in his life. I think you have some fate. "

Gao Jiu quickly held the bowl in both hands, "The friends who want to come to Lu Xianchang are all Daomen immortals above the sea of ​​clouds, and the goddess of the river with thin eyebrows, how dare you climb high."

Gao Jiu's polite words are really not wrong. Lu Chen's so-called old friend, Gao Gu, is indeed not an old Taoist immortal that he can easily climb.

Qingming Tianxia, ​​Difei Mountain Huayang Palace, Youzhou Taoist priest Gao Gu, Taoist name "Juyue", one of the ten people in Qingming Tiantian, very hopeful to become one of the fourteen realms with the help of alchemy.

There was no delicacy on the small table, only a few plates of snacks. Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji were just chewing on the dried sweet potatoes sent by an elder Meng Tong.

Gao Niu soon learned the young Taoist's ability to talk about the idle world. He was really able to chat, and there was a table of people, just listening to him talking about the mountains over there.

"How big are the heavens and the earth, how many sentient beings, the human world has been in the world for thousands of years, but it is here and now, Brother Gao, you and I can meet and drink the village wine at this moment, this kind of fate, if you don't teach the bottle in front of you to be full and empty, you can It's beyond words!"

"Hey, what I said is bad, there is no seniority at the wine table, no matter how good or bad one's background is, it only depends on the quality of the wine, and what's more, Brother Gao, why should you be humble? Your face is very accurate. Although you are old, you are not too late. You look like a scholar who has read poetry and books, but you are not pedantic. You are born with a posthumous title. Jiang Shui Zhengshen, what constraints do you have in life and death, old eyes can't read a book, so what if you don't stop talking, you can't stop talking about things, and you're full of courage..."

"The horses are in blue shirts and thousands of people are shouting. The emperor was in a hurry back then. Chickens and dogs live in the same boat. Who is the guest and who is the master."

"I admire it, and when I look up, it's already a legacy, and I can't help but rejoice in it. It's a legacy, and those who look at it later will also feel it and feel it!"

"Brother Gao, you and I are both Taoist friends. As a momentary official, and a long-term spectator, you must not leave one? Drunk in the countryside at the wine table and get immortality?"

Gao Niu occasionally answered a few words. He was pleased with the approachable nature of the young Taoist priest, but there was a little bit of disagreement in his heart. Could it be that he... met his peers and rivals tonight?

This Lu Xianchang has experience in the officialdom? Otherwise, how can you blow it better than yourself?

At the beginning, when the Taoist priest talked about the high-brewed wine, Master River God would quickly mention one, and drink a bowl or half of a bowl of soil burnt, but no matter how good the amount of alcohol is, it can’t bear the one statement after another of Daoist Lu, such persuasion is really true. It's a bit more powerful. After all, in such a once-in-a-lifetime wine situation, he always has to put aside his identity to really drink. Besides, Lord Yinguan has begun to help himself to stop drinking. The reason is lame, saying that they drink it. There is not much left over for the city's earthen fire, so I have to have some left over so that I can drink and refresh myself while preparing for the class.

At the end of Gaojiu's drinking, his face changed slightly, and he quickly pleaded guilty

With a sound, his footsteps were unsteady, and he staggered to the distance of the school to vomit.

The Lord River God did not dare to use his magical powers to dispel the alcohol, but he did not forget to reach out and wave his sleeves to dispel the odor.

Chen Ping'an also drank and blushed, and said with an angry smile: "Master Lu really wants to add water transport to the Ximei River, anyway, change the method."

Lu Chen smiled and said: "If Gao Niang knew the truth, he would be able to drink the wine you have here, and then vomit and drink again, and he would be willing to vomit out his heart and liver."

It turned out that Gao Brewery drank a few taels of wine on the wine table, and a Ximei River could add a few pounds of water transportation.

Lu Chen clasped the back of his head with both hands, leaned back against the bamboo chair, hiccups, looked up at the sky, and murmured, "Gaojiu's wine table is probably our world ten thousand years ago."

After Gao Niu vomited, he just felt refreshed, returned to the wine table, and took the initiative to ask for wine. Together with Chen Yinguan and Lu Daochang, the three of them drank a full three pots, or maybe four pots of immortal brewing water. As for where the drink came from, the River God, who is very observant, can't remember clearly. Anyway, he just remembered that he had drunk it completely, so he rolled up his sleeves and slammed with the Daochang Lu, and finally Gao Brewing slapped his head heavily. The desktop fell into a deep sleep, snoring like thunder.

Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji didn't drink, they couldn't sleep anyway, so they had gone for a walk together long ago.

Lu Chen looked at Chen Ping'an, whose eyes were shining brightly, and scolded with a smile: "You are too bullying for your alcohol intake, and it has nothing to do with alcohol."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I advise you to drink? No matter how bad the wine is, it can't be worse than you."

The more he drank, the more sober Chen Ping'an became. He really never got drunk a few times in his life, and he was very drunk. It seemed that he was only drunk once in Huangliangfu Land when he was young. Later, he went to find Xu Yuanxia and got drunk that time too.

Just as Lu Chen was about to speak, he raised his hand, covered his mouth and ran. After a while, he swaggered back to the wine table and slumped on the bamboo chair, "It's been a long time since I drank like this."

I remember the last time, it was a long time ago. At that time, on the wine table of the small alley restaurant, there was the city lord of Shenxiao City who returned to his hometown from Baiyujing. Yao Kejiu, whose Taoist name was "Ancient", besides Lu Chen, there was also Sun Huaizhong, the Xuandu Guan. Huayang Palace is high and lonely. The wine was also drowsy and dizzy. After that, Yao Kejiu said that Sun Guanzhu helped Lu Chen to leave the wine table, but Gao Gu said that it was Lu Chen who was carried away by Yao Kejiu, and Sun Guanzhu said that he personally pulled Lu Chen's leg and left. Alleys, so the alleys full of chicken and dog **** that night were extraordinarily clean.

Lu Chen took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a few fragrant medicinal pills, slapped it into his mouth, chewed it, and then handed out the porcelain bottle to Chen Ping'an, smiling: "If you can hangover, you can stop dizziness immediately. "

Chen Ping'an, who was still able to bear it hard, somehow, when he heard about the hangover and dizziness, his stomach began to churn. The ground vomited towards the stream for a while. Returning to the seat, he also leaned against the back of the chair like Lu Chen, reaching out and rubbing his stomach lightly. Gao Jiu was still snoring, Lu Chen picked up his chopsticks again, picked up the last few snacks on the plate, and said with a smile, "It is rare for a cultivator to get drunk a few times."

"How do you think of Ning Ji this year, that's how we thought of Chen Ping'an back then."

Lu Chen said, "If I set up a stall in the town and told you that I would be like today, would you believe it?"

In fact, many of the younger generation of Lizhu Dongtian went to the gambling table early, and there were even a few of the heaven's favorites. It was only at the last moment that they lost all their bets.

Chen Pingan said: "Being able to achieve today's achievements and getting here step by step, luck is a big factor."

Lu Chen smiled, "Nowadays, there may be 99 out of 100 people in the world, and the remaining one is either an old acquaintance like me, or someone close to Luopao Mountain. After all, the saying goes , I should only have eight liters of rice in my life, and I am dissatisfied with fighting all over the world."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Lu Chen picked up his chopsticks, glanced at Gao Jiu, and said with a smile, "In the future, you have to remind him, take a chopstick and dish out a plate, and change the stinky problem of shaking three times in the air, and the people at the same table look so tired and crooked. "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's just too much."

Lu Chen put down his last chopsticks and chewed the appetizers carefully, "Life is like a tree with a thousand flowers, just falling with the wind, each has its own place, and it will fall to the ground and grind it into dust under the tree, like a person's hometown of death. There are also those who drift along with the water and go to distant places like a wanderer who does not return to their hometown. There are also those who fall on the bed mat after passing through the doors and windows, and those who fall into the mixed juice after entering the fence. You Confucian sages say that this is not cause and effect, in fact, in my opinion, it is not a rut, the ancients who are great, still can't get out of it."

That Gao Niu suddenly woke up, and shouted loudly: "If the fate comes, meet it!"

After he finished speaking, he fell back to sleep, and Master River God did not forget to reach out and touch the flask around his waist.

Chen Ping'an was taken aback, is he really drunk? Fake sleep?

Lu Chen couldn't help laughing and said with a smile, "I'll just say, Brother Gao is a true learner. In a daze, he tells the truth when drunk, but that's all."

A "fallen out" mountain, with two gatekeepers, Zheng Dafeng and Taoist Xianwei.

Xiao Mo, the wild Baijing who goes by the pseudonym Xie Gou, these two sword cultivators in the Ascension Realm, one peak and one consummation.

And that white-haired boy, the newly-appointed genealogist Konghou, is a transmutation demon from the Ascension Realm.

Coupled with those young people who have entered Luopao Mountain one after another, the children are all like grass and trees when spring is sprouting, thriving and good for all things.

Lu Chen said: "Before at the top of Splashing Mo Peak, Cao Rong asked me a question, whether the three or four disputes within the Confucian Temple were more inclined to the literati."

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile, "What's the truth?"

Lu Chen said to himself: "It is said that in ancient times, there was no difference between day and night in the eyes of gods."

"For ten thousand years in future generations, now on the mountain, only the little master who made the characters, the Haoran Ritualist who cast the cauldron, separated the heaven and the earth, and then the heaven and earth were connected."

"In fact, this move of Li Sheng has completely cut off the possibility of human Taoist priests entering the sixteenth realm."

"The patriarchs of the three sects are well aware of this, especially my master. Ten thousand years ago, before the riverside discussion, he calculated this result."

"When the human world and the human heart are divided into good and evil, there is a real difference between heaven and earth."

"So Wensheng's human nature is inherently evil, and it seems that he is in confrontation with Yasheng's human nature, but in fact, it is based on this and Yasheng's strength to once again open up the world."

Hearing this, Chen Ping'an hesitated for a while, but still didn't take out the drink.

In the school, I made a rule for myself not to use magic.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Do you know why Wen Sheng is most partial to you, a closed disciple?"

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Lu Chen said slowly: "Cui Yu is too smart, so he has no patience with the stupid people in the world, plus he sees the long-term, so he is full of anxiety about the whole world. He once wanted to make an end with the world. , but in the end, he chose to shake hands with the world that disappointed him, and to leave without saying goodbye to all the people he cared about."

"Cui Yu should go to study Buddhism with great concentration, treat all beings with an equal heart, and then overcome the barriers of writing and completely detach from the barriers of heaven and earth. For him, it is easy."

"The left and right are always tolerant to the vulgar people in the mountains, otherwise he will not be alone and visit immortals at sea, just worry that his sword qi will affect the mountains and rivers in various places. However, he has always had a bad temper when dealing with qi practitioners on the mountain, because he has a bad temper in his heart. Deep down, I always felt that a Taoist cultivator should have a matching Taoism. In short, it is a person's deeds, which must be equivalent to their knowledge. Therefore, after practicing swordsmanship, the higher the swordsmanship, the more alive he is. It became more and more tangled, because he felt that as if the swordsmanship was high, it would not help."

"Left and right should go to the deep mountains to learn Taoism, leave behind benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith, and only seek Taoism and virtue."

"Liu Shiliu, because of his background and age, when he looked at the human world, there was no distinction between good and evil at first. Even if he worshipped the old Xiucai as his teacher, he only recognized the old Xiucai, that's all."

"So your senior Jun Qian can actually become a god, at least the height of the twelve high-ranking gods in ancient times."

"Qi Jingchun, what a pity."

"As for you."

Having said that, Lu Chen picked up an empty jug on the table, raised his head, shook it vigorously, smashed his mouth, and said with a smile, "Chen Pingan, you are so pitiful."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Lu Chen, I have been friends for many years, don't bother me."

"There is no suitable vulgar rhyme, and the nature loves Qiushan. The middle-aged is quite good, and the late home is Nanshan. The old one is more forgetful, but the lovesickness is not forgotten."

Lu Chen picked up the bamboo chopsticks, knocked on the wine bowl, and sang leisurely: "Those who abandon me will not stay on the day of yesterday, and those who disturb my heart will be troubled today."

"Touch the fish, embroider the curtains in the spring breeze, and treat the dogwood once a year. Listen to the songs of the mountain ghosts, and the year is turning into the night. The wine keeps people drunk, and the world is drunk with the king, and the plum blossoms elsewhere."

At the wine table, apart from Lu Chen's voice, Chen Ping'an never said a word, only Gao Ying's thunderous snoring.

Not far away, Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji were already on their way back to the school. There was an old tree on the bank, with lush foliage, and the old green was dripping.

Along the way, the two people who have almost decided their identities as apprentices and brothers, although they don't talk much about each other, they chat very well, probably because of their slightly different backgrounds but similar circumstances.

In short, I have endured hardships in my youth, and it is strong, it is almost like eating a few large dry biscuits and swallowing my stomach without drinking water.

They stopped here. On the other side of the stream, there was a small green pool. In the picture scroll of the long river, Ning Ji saw with his own eyes the young boy in the village who had good physical strength. With the hammer, he raised his arm high, and then hit the hammer **** the big and small stones, and the stream fish hidden at the bottom fainted. It must have been struck by lightning, almost floating on the surface of the water, being picked up and thrown into the fish basket. .

Some people choose the place where the swimming fish gather first, build a stone upstream, as if to build a dam, and finally encircle a whole shallow pool.

Ning Ji smiled and said, "Lord Daoist Lu said that when a scholar is learning, he must know how to fish when the pond is dry, and to catch fish in the water. In fact, the same is true."

Zhao Shuxia couldn't help laughing and laughing. Did Headmaster Lu say the wrong order?

But Zhao Shuxia quickly frowned.

Seeing that Zhao Shuxia had no intention of moving for the time being, Ning Ji had nothing to do, so he squatted on the shore, picked up the stones at hand and threw them into the small pool at will.

Before Lu Daochang passed by this place, he casually said with a smile, later in the late spring, when all the flowers outside the mountain withered away, this tree was the only one that flourished, and it reached the edge of the stream.

Zhao Shuxia heard the words "dry the sea and fish". Although he was just a pure warrior, he had no reason to think of a scene on the mountain.

If you compare the fish in the stream to the qi trainer in the world, the flowing water pouring down from the mountains and condensing here, is regarded as the spiritual energy between heaven and earth?

Swimming in water is a matter of course and right. Maybe you don’t even know that water is water. So, if you are in the middle of heaven and earth, do qi practitioners also regard cultivating qi as a matter of course?

Zhao Shuxia's gaze moved upward, from the stream to the mountain, the top of the mountain, and finally the sky.

Ning Ji finally asked, "Brother Zhao, what are you thinking?"

Zhao Shuxia regained his senses, withdrew his gaze, and smiled with the young man: "It's nothing."

They returned to the school together and held a very simple ceremony.

It was nothing more than Chen Ping'an sitting on a chair and drinking a bowl of tea brought by Ning Ji.

Apart from the young apprentice brother Zhao Shuxia, the only person watching this ceremony was Lu Chen with his arms wrapped around his sleeves.

Ning Ji kowtowed, and Chen Pingan helped the boy up.

At this moment, a poor and sour old man who was in trouble, quickly crossed the threshold and said with a smile, "It's okay."

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Lu Chen wanted to apply oil on the soles of his feet, but the old scholar stood on tiptoes, put his arms around his neck, and forcibly hooked his shoulders with him. "What are you going to do? It's rare for our brothers to meet each other, no, eh?"

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and patted the old scholar's arm vigorously, and said decisively: "I'm sorry, I'm busy with business, I'll get it back!"

The old scholar nodded to Chen Ping'an and the others, smiling brightly, and at the same time dragged Headmaster Lu to the wine table outside the door and said, "It's not bad for this wine, let's talk a little more about the quarrel. You have participated, I have participated, and both won, but in the morning and the evening, but unfortunately I didn't meet, I will make up for it today, and chat while drinking. already."

Lu Chen raised his hands, "Pindao admit defeat!"

The old Xiucai let go of his arms, twitched his beard and smiled, and nodded: "Master Lu is very bold, and he admits defeat in half, and it must be a good talk to spread out in the future."

Ning Ji looked bewildered.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "It's your husband's husband."

Ning Ji wanted to kowtow, but the old Xiucai quickly stepped forward and held the boy's arm, "Don't, just make a bow, sincerity is enough."

The young man turned his head to look at his husband, Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile, and the young man bowed respectfully to the old scholar.

The old man hurriedly shook his clothes and shook his sleeves, straightened his waist, smiled, and accepted the salute.

Preaching for teachers, seeking scholars and accepting careers, all must be calm. The teacher is rigorous in his studies and has a peaceful attitude. The students are respectful, courteous, and calm in their studies.

The old show was laughing from ear to ear, which is good.

The old scholar who was pleased with Lao Huai turned his head and said with a smile to Lu Chen: "Just don't worry, this kind of thing about admitting defeat tonight will never go out!"