Sword of Coming

Today, Wei Bo came to Luopao Shanzhulou, and Master Chen Shan said that there was something important to discuss, and it was time for Wei Shanjun to come here.

Chen Ping'an stood up to greet him at the stone table by the cliff, and said with a smile, "The old cook asked me to help me with a message, can I buy a piece of land on the side of Piyun Mountain, so it's better to go there to escape the heat in summer."

Wei Bo wondered, "Just for this?"

Such a trivial matter, why do you need to call yourself here.

It turned out that Wei Bo was in a secluded courtyard in Piyun Mountain. The buildings were exquisite, and the way was like a long scroll. Among them, Shanjun’s reading place, two old pine trees were transplanted here, and the shade of the trees was as dense as a pine shed, under the trees. Looking from afar, every time the white clouds rise from the foot of the mountain, all the peaks are lost, and only the southern part and Xiandu are only exposed, just like a picture of Mijia Mountain's snow scene. Outside the book hall there is a pond of lotus flowers and lotus leaf pavilions. During the hot summer, the boat stops here, throws two or three watermelons into the water, and then you can take a nap, dye your clothes with aroma, have daydreams, fish melons, land on the shore, and eat them. , like the things in the ice cellar, as if there are no three volts in the world.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said straight to the point: "Of course there is still business, according to my husband, the gods of the five Baopingzhou Mountain Monarchs can actually make up their own gods, of course, in the end, you need to nod and approve from the Confucian Temple. Do you and Jinshan-jun have any ideas? If so, you can make preparations early. I will say hello to Mr. and Senior Brother Mao in advance, and discuss this at the Confucian Temple. Maybe I can help a little bit. busy."

Wei Bo was a little surprised, "The Confucian Temple doesn't seem to say anything about it."

As a matter of fact, the Confucian Temple has not leaked any news about the confinement of the Five Sacred Mountains and the gift of the divine title. It is just that there is no airtight wall under the sky. The Confucian Temple has not mentioned a word so far, which does not mean that Haoran Mountain has not received gossip. It is said that the Wuyue Mountain Lord of Aquarius Island will soon have a divine title, and the outside world has rumored that there are noses and eyes, but the Confucian Temple has never greeted these mountain princes. I said in the letter that you are familiar with Chen Ping'an, and Chen Ping'an has a good relationship with the Confucian Temple. Let him help to confirm it. If there is such a thing, you don't need to reply. A night feast. As a result, Wei Bo couldn't pretend that he didn't receive the letter, and replied with one, saying that he was busy, and Shanzhu Chen was even more busy. As for the truth of this matter, Jin Shanjun could either ask Shanzhu Chen himself. , or find another way to inquire about the news.

"If you don't mention this, the Confucian Temple won't talk about it. It's better to have less than one thing."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The Five Sacred Mountains and the Great Blasphemy are promulgated by the Confucian Temple. It is a rule established by the sages in ancient times. It has been followed for a long time by later generations, so it is regarded as an unalterable golden rule. In fact, in the Confucian Temple archives, it is not With such records, if we didn’t check the archives carefully, we wouldn’t even know that Shanjun and Dadu Gonghou could actually draw up their own divine titles.”

Wei Bo was silent for a moment, then bowed to Chen Pingan in thanks.

Even if it is rumored that he Wei Bo and Pi Yunshan have a good relationship with Luopaoshan, they wear a pair of trousers.

It's just that for such a big event, no matter how good the relationship with Chen Ping'an is, and the friends no longer see each other, they have to thank him in earnest.

Chen Pingan started talking nonsense in a serious manner, "The matter is urgent, and the Confucian Temple is urgent, so I made an assertion. I told Mr. Yu that you think the 'Night Tour' is a good name, and the gentleman also thinks it is really good. For a long time, it has been very beneficial to the mountains, waters and qi fortune of the entire Beiyue boundary. Only the qi practitioners in the entire vast world in the future will mention Piyun Mountain in their mouths, or they will think in their hearts, or they may be mentioned in the Shanshui Di newspaper. The number of words will become more and more frequent..."

Wei Bo's face was ashen, and he resisted the urge to scold him. Before Chen Ping'an could finish speaking, Wei Shanjun threw his sleeves suddenly, making a crackling sound, and was about to return to Shanjun's mansion.

Pi Yunshan had to quickly spread the word to the Confucian Temple, and said that except for "night tour", he could give any name to the god.

Chen Pingan hurriedly grabbed Wei Bo's arm and forcibly kept Wei Shanjun behind, and said with a smile, "Why is Wei Shanjun still in a hurry, the effort to cultivate one's mind hasn't come to the door, right?"

Wei Bo gritted his teeth and said, "I am only happy if I have to be humiliated and thrown into the Confucian Temple and Middle-earth Divine Continent?"

Chen Ping'an felt a little guilty, maybe in fact, the famous Beiyue Night Tour Banquet in Aquarius Island, now even the Qingming world has heard of it.

What's more, there is Lu Chenzai who is not too big to watch the fun. With the usual temper of Headmaster Lu, he will definitely help to make a name for himself when he returns to Baiyujing this time. No, I have to remind Lu Chen, but don't make yourself misunderstood by Wei Bo.

Chen Pingan took Wei Bo and sat at the table together, "Really disgusted with 'Night Tour'?"

Wei Bo sneered: "What do you think?"

Chen Ping'an said: "One punch can knock down two shopkeepers. From a distance, he looks like A Liang, and from a distance, he looks like a hidden official. Such expressions and nicknames can't fit in a big bag. Look at me and learn from me."

Wei Bo sneered, "You can't die to save face, but you can't die to shame either!"

Chen Ping'an asked tentatively: "I really don't think about it anymore? The book says that you shouldn't make promises to others easily when you're happy, and you shouldn't answer others when you're angry. I think these two statements are very reasonable."

Wei Bo said: "Don't talk. If you're okay, I'll go back, don't think I'm idle, Wenshan meeting the sea is not a joke, I don't talk about the boundaries of Beiyue outside the mountain, just talk about the twenty-four divisions of Shanjun Mansion, I have to turn around every day. Participate in discussions."

Chen Ping'an said: "I promised Li Sheng before that I would give a detailed strategy. During this period of time, apart from my own practice, almost all my thoughts were spent on this matter. If you modify it, it will be sent to the Confucian Temple. You can add your signature to it, so that if Piyun Mountain creates his own divine name, the possibility of passing the Confucian Temple will be higher."

Wei Bo's face softened a little, "No. The Confucian Temple is not a fool. My kind of indiscriminate deeds will only make you laugh."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Are you stupid? You really want to add Wei Bo's name. Can you write tens of thousands of words by yourself?"

Wei Bo asked curiously, "Write what?"

Chen Pingan said: "I will show you the first draft later. If you are willing to start writing, try to finish it within ten days. Then you will hand it over to the Confucian Temple, and the recipient will write the scriptures. If you feel that there is nothing to write about, and you are unwilling to add your own name at the end, please return the first draft to me. Best, let me advise you one more sentence, really the last sentence, about Pi Yunshan's exclusive 'night tour', I , sir, and Lu Chen, all three of us feel good, none of us."

Wei Bo nodded, "I read the first draft before making a decision."

Chen Pingan took out three thick booklets from his sleeve, "Take them back and read them, remember to keep them carefully."

Wei Bo put the three booklets in his sleeve, nodded and said, "Is there anything else?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "His Majesty the Emperor may have to leave Beijing in small clothes in the near future, and take a trip to the Yuzhang County Logging Institute. I will go there and have a look at that time. Would you like to come with me?"

Wei Bo hesitated for a moment, then said, "Your Majesty left the capital earlier than expected. It is estimated that he has already entered the boundary of Yuzhou by now."

Chen Ping'an said, "I see. I'll rush over by myself, so I won't bring you along."

When Wei Bo returned to Piyun Mountain, on the back mountain path of Luopao Mountain, there was a burly young ghost walking with Chen Ping'an in green shirt. It was hard to see the sun again. It felt every breath in the "world" outside the prison. All have to be cherished.

It was Yinlu, the deputy city lord of the Fairy Hairpin City in the Wilderness. He was detained by Chen Ping'an. He has been diligently and diligently writing secret affairs in the Wilderness. Yinlu wrote a "magnificent work". Of course, in order to make up the number of words, Yinlu didn't bother, and wrote a lot of trivial nonsense. Fortunately, the young hidden official didn't care, but felt that some Yinlu would definitely be rejected by the other party. The removed details are quite appreciated.

As a result, the incompleteness of the soul caused the cultivation base to plummet, and even if the cultivation base was still at its peak, what could be done? In this young hidden official who split the fairy hairpin city in two, how did Yinlu flatter him? Walking along the road, Yinlu cleaned up the words that he had accumulated in his life, just like saying that the dojo of Lord Yinguan is one of the best places in the world.

The people who listened were not embarrassed, just let the silver deer be disgusting over there.

This caused Yinlu himself to gradually become embarrassed. He was really exhausted and a little tired.

Yinlu said cautiously: "Master Yinguan, speak from the bottom of my heart, I am a ghost, and every step I take, I am afraid of degrading the green mountains and rivers in this place."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Oh? Then go back and stay?"

Yinlu choked for a moment, and dared not speak nonsense again.

Chen Ping'an, who had sleeves in both hands, stretched out his hand, twisted his wrist, and placed a whisk called "Fuchen" on his arm.

When Yinlu saw this, his heart tightened, and he said in a trembling voice, "Lord Yinguan, why don't I go back."

In fact, during these days of prison food, Yinlu was miserable. Chen Ping'an went to check the progress of the book every three weeks and five times. He raised his hand, held a blue brick, and smashed a brick on Yinlu's head, hitting the silver deer again and again, rolling his head all over the ground. Chen Ping'an only occasionally saw the pages written by Yinlu, and he had a good eye, would he put the blue brick next to the bookcase to remind Yinlu that it was well written and escaped disaster.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's rare to come out to take a breath, so why don't you give me face to go back and stay in such a hurry?"

Yinlu bowed his head and hurriedly clarified: "I'm just worried about being seen by outsiders, misunderstanding and mixing with ghosts, and losing the face of Lord Yinguan."

Chen Ping'an said, "I really don't know the owner of the hairpin, and you Guizu Master. How do you feel when you see your disciples and grandchildren?"

Yinlu sighed, "I'm sure I can't bear to look directly at me. I don't care if I can't see it. Even if I pass by the fairy hairpin city, I'm not willing to sit in the city."

The founder of Fairy Hairpin City, Gui Lingxiang, a female cultivator without Taoism, is also the second owner of the ancient Taoist hairpin.

The second-generation city lord, the ghost named "Qionou", is actually a mosquito. She has been hiding on Huangquan Road for a long time. The whisk is the treasure she used to avoid the sight of Fengdu ghosts. For thousands of years, the old woman has never been able to refine it, otherwise she would have returned to the wild from the underworld and competed for the throne.

Then there was the big demon Wuti who walked out of the picture scroll at that time and was pitted by Master Qiongou again. According to the genealogy of Xianzhucheng, it is also the ancestor of Yinlu.

Then came the contemporary city lord whose head was beheaded by Hao Su, the Ascension Realm cultivator Xuanpu.

For thousands of years, the highest place in the wild has not been Tuoyue Mountain, but Xianzhu City.

As a result, when the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall around him, traveled through the wild world, the word "highest" disappeared, so now the highest one has become the Sword Qi Great Wall.

The whisk in his hand belongs to the well-deserved treasure of the immortal soldiers on the mountain, with a purple wooden handle, more than 3,000 snow-white silk threads, and a small golden ring to adorn the whisk.

Chen Pingan intends to present the whisk to the Patriarch Hall of Feisheng City.

Yinlu dared to ask: "Lord Yinguan, the monk who passed by the door before met me, what's the background?"

Chen Pingan changed his hands to hold the whisk, "It's called Lu Wei, the Yin-Yang family who is the bottleneck in the fairyland, from the Lu family in the middle earth, and he is half of my hometown. The old account and the new account are confused."

Yinlu was silent, of course not the names of Lu Wei and the Lu clan in the Middle Earth, but the whisk in the hands of the young Yinguan, which made Yinlu more and more eye-catching. Qiongou, the great patriarch of the Supreme Being, could it be that he was also poisoned?

Chen Ping'an asked casually, "What would you do if you were an enemy of the Lu Clan in the Middle Earth?"

After all the fuss, Yinlu felt that just chatting with this young hidden official would be exhausting, but he had already asked so, Yinlu had to seriously think about this kind of **** question, think for a moment, and tentatively said: "Even if I'm in Xianzhu City, I've heard the name of the Lu Clan in the Middle Earth for a long time, and if I don't deal with them, wouldn't it mean to be an enemy of a great monk of the Fourteenth Realm? If it was me, I would find a place to hide. He is the kind of big backer who can wrestle with the Lu family. If it is that kind of deadly feud and is hunted down by the Lu family, I will go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains and be in the company of Senior Taoting. Anyway, I can save a life. Of course, Lord Yinguan It doesn't matter, it's just Lu's headache."

Chen Ping'an was noncommittal and said, "Don't follow, go for a walk to the front mountain of Luopo Mountain, remember not to leave the mountain gate too far, otherwise you will be at your own risk."

How dare Yinlu dare to wander around by himself, after all, it is Chen Ping'an's dojo, don't worry about saying a word wrong, Yinlu has to worry that after leaving Chen Ping'an's side, he may have a look and a face on the way to Qianshan. If you don't please anyone, and if you don't agree with anyone, you will be killed on the spot. Yinlu thought about it, to be careful, it was safer to stay by Chen Ping'an's side, but he didn't know how to speak for a while. After all, in Xianzhu City, it was others who flattered him, so he was the deputy city lord who was in charge. Judging the situation and choosing every word carefully?

Chen Ping'an said, "Do as the locals do, and the guest as the host. You don't understand the truth at all?"

Yinlu is very sad in his heart, Chen Ping'an, if you want to say this, I have nothing to say.

When you go to the Fairy Hairpin City, why don't you talk about the guest and the host?

Along the way, the pavilion is seated, and the name of the pavilion alone has opened Yinlu's eyes.

Yiran, sitting high, in the cloud, full moon, modest, raining, eight winds...

The one with the longest name is a pavilion that says "Long-term, long-term happiness, looking at the green hills and not getting old", and the shortest and more interesting pavilion is the "Ting" pavilion.

A mansion appeared in his sight, with white walls and black tiles hidden among the poles and green bamboos, Chen Pingan put away his whisk and said, "Go ahead."

Yinlu had no choice but to bow his head, "Follow the decree of the hidden official."

On the back mountain side of Luopao Mountain, there is a pair of young Cao clan disciples who practice and practice martial arts here.

The door was open, and the girl was walking and practicing boxing in the martial arts field in the courtyard. Chen Ping'an was still standing at the door and knocked gently on the door. After the girl walked through the boxing, she was obviously still very nervous when she saw the mountain master.

This is the third time the two sides have met.

The first time was when she accompanied her son to the Bamboo House to meet with Shanzhu Chen, but she didn't actually chat a few words.

Last time, Lord Chen Shanzhu visited this place in person, and even taught Cao Yang a boxing session. After the competition, Cao Yang was convinced that he lost, and after thinking about it repeatedly, the girl Wufu benefited a lot.

Just when Cao Yang was at a loss, Cao Yin quickly walked out of the study, went down the steps, and said, "Mr. Chen."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Fengsheng, I heard that Wutong has entered the five realms, so I came here to congratulate you, I won't stay for a long time, just sit for a while and leave without disturbing your practice."

The young man in front of him is the younger brother of the Cao clan in Shangzhu Kingdom, whose name is Fengsheng.

That is to say, the Cao family does not want to become famous too early, otherwise Cao Yin will be famous long ago. As for Cao Yang, who is nicknamed Wutong, the girl has just entered the Five Realms. Not only thanks to Chen Shanzhu for teaching boxing in person, but also sincere thanks to Mr. Zhu for frequently coming here to feed boxing during this period. Especially when Master Chen Shanzhu was in the martial arts field last time, he practiced more than 40 stakes and punches for Cao Yang in one breath, which was like opening a new door to the world of martial arts for Cao Yang.

Therefore, Cao Yang couldn't help but be nervous. Now that he sees Master Chen Shanzhu again, it's more than a godly reverence?

Chen Ping'an walked into the main hall, Cao Yang quickly brought tea, his hands were shaking, Chen Ping'an pretended not to see, and chatted with Cao Yin about the current situation of practice, and then turned his head when the girl put the teacup aside on the flower table. With a smile, Cao Yang thanked Cao Yang with a sullen face and forced a smile. The girl's forehead was covered in fine sweat, and she walked gently to Cao Yin's side. She didn't take a seat. Other than that, it will slack off. Cao Yin had also persuaded her not to care so much here in Luopo Mountain, but it didn't work, and the boy had to give up.

Here, Chen Ping'an asked them about their cultivating behavior, and he just chatted with Cao Yinla at home and listened to more common words. Over time, Cao Yang also relaxed.

Yinlu parted ways with the young hidden official, and walked alone on the road, trembling, looking at the posture, for fear of stepping on a fallen leaf on the road.

Then Yinlu was at the end of the path, and saw a strange little girl in black with two thin eyebrows, a cotton bag on the cross body, a small golden pole on her shoulders, and a green bamboo walking stick in her hand. She was jumping on the mountain path. Jumping and jumping, the two sides met each other and stopped almost at the same time. Yinlu lost his cultivation base in the Immortal Realm, but his vision was still there. He found that the other party seemed to be just a small water monster in the lower five realms. On the contrary, the black robe on the girl's body is of good quality, but as soon as Yinlu has this idea, he can't wait to give himself a big mouth. What are you thinking, are you courting death?

After the little girl in black stopped timidly, she moved a little, walked to the side of the road, and then silently turned to the side, as if she was thinking about facing the wall and standing as a punishment.

Although Sister Guo has taught Jianghu experience, don't panic when encountering things, and run away immediately. But Millet felt that she was patrolling the mountains, and there was no reason to be so timid.

In fact, Yinlu was also flustered, for fear that this little water monster was the maid next to Immortal Monarch Luopo Mountain, the little maid who brought tea and water, or the boy who burned the fire in the pill stove.

So Yinlu tried his best to make his face more kind and kind. He smiled and said, "My name is Yinlu. I am a Qi practitioner who brought Luopao Mountain by Lord Yinguan. Who are you?"

Zhou Mili was relieved, turned his head, and said with a bright smile: "That's right, hello, Immortal Yinlu, my name is Zhou Mili, the rice grain of rice grain is the right side of Luopo Mountain... I am the mountain patrol envoy appointed by the master of the mountain. Guan, haha, sesame Guanli with small grains of rice."

Yinlu was stunned for a moment, mountain patrol envoy, what the heck? Does Luopo Mountain still have such an official position? However, since it was appointed by the young Yinguan, Yinlu smiled more and kindly, walked forward slowly, put his hands behind his back, and explained as he walked: "It turned out to be Daoyou Zhou, who is in charge of patrolling the mountain. I just walked here with Lord Yinguan. , Lord Yinguan said that I first arrived, and if I am not familiar with the place of life, let me stroll around and go to Qianshan to have a look."

Zhou Mi Li grinned, and quickly closed his mouth, reminding himself not to show his teeth, straightening his back, and said crisply: "It's a good thing, I'll lead the way for the Yinlu Immortal! Let's go to Luopao Mountain, all the avenues and paths, I very familiar."

Yinlu weighed the pros and cons and felt that it was feasible. With this little girl who seems to be not very smart, it would be better to behave as an approachable person, so that the first impression of the immortal gentlemen in Luopao Mountain would not be too bad, no Seek success but nothing!

One big and one small, passing through the pavilions of different shapes, simple or exquisite, the millet grains are full of joy, one by one, they introduced the origin of the names of those pavilions to the Yinlu Xianchang, and by the way, they praised their own mountain masters. Yinlu certainly didn't dare not agree with his reputation and merit. During this period, Xiaomi reached out and asked Immortal Yinlu if she wanted to eat melon seeds. Yinlu looked down and laughed, and declined the little girl's kindness, and Xiaomi scratched her head. , it's not good to eat melon seeds alone, so I put it back on my sleeve.

On a high place, in an octagonal and pointed pavilion called Rumengling, a small street with a yellow hat and blue shoes leaned against the pavilion pillar, holding a green bamboo stick in his arms, his face was gentle, and he looked at the black-clothed boy who was chatting non-stop. girl.

The sable-cap **** the side said angrily: "Good guy, this silver deer, shameless, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, do you want me to teach him a lesson?"

Xiao Mo said softly, "No need. Don't interfere with Xiaomi's hospitality."

Xie Gou said aggrieved: "I can't see millet being wronged."

Previously, the grains of millet were on the side of the bamboo building, and when the white clouds were blooming outside the cliffs, Guo Zhujiu once took Xie Gou and the white-haired boy to play a prank together. Early in the sea of ​​​​clouds, three heads "floated" on the white clouds. , looked up at the cliff, rolled her eyes and made a face together, she really startled Xiao Mi, and then when she found out the truth, she was very happy, burst into laughter, and couldn't hold back her joy.

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Don't go to Yuye Jiangshui Mansion to scare the water goddess. It's not an example."

The Yuye River Water Goddess, who was always afraid every day, had previously been "haunted" in the water house, and she became more determined to change the site. As long as she could leave the surrounding area of ​​Luopao Mountain, it would be fine even if she was demoted to fill the vacancy.

Xie Gou turned to look at Xiao Mo, she was warm in her heart, she moved quietly and then moved, tilted her head, wanting to lean on Xiao Mo's shoulder, the little bird was in love with each other.

As a result, Xiao Mo reached out and blocked her head, preventing her from succeeding.

Xie Gou stood on tiptoe and rubbed his face against the warm palm with lightning speed. Xiao Mo withdrew his hand and sighed softly. Aren't his son and Mr. Zhu really tricking him?

Xie Gou was already satisfied and said: "The wattle from Liuxiazhou, and the little dragon named Bai Deng, have already gotten to know Chen Lingjun very well, and have had several drinks in the town's Qilong Lane. Why don't you just take them up the mountain."

Xiao Mo explained with a smile: "Because the last time I went down the mountain, it was a sneak out, and Jing Qing was afraid that he would miss the mark on the son's side, so he discussed with Jing Hao and Bai Deng. Being a guest here, not only does he not need to be disciplined, but after that he leads the two masters up the mountain, and maybe he can be praised by the young master."

Xie Gou rubbed his brows, "This Chen Lingjun really thinks that Chen Ping'an doesn't know anything, or is he just pretending?"

Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "No doubt, Jing Qing really thinks so, and the young master will pretend not to know about it in advance."

Xie Gou retracted his gaze, "Come on, Chen Lingjun just left the town and returned to the mountain."

In the early years, on the side of Qilongxiang, Jia Lao Shenxian once spit out the truth after drinking, and when he was drunk, he sat under the table. , He admires two people the most, one is the right protector Zhou Mi Li on the mountain, and the other is Chen Lingjun, who likes to come down the mountain to wander around the town, one is on the mountain, the other is outside the mountain, they are exactly the people who are comforted by our Luopo Mountain. The great hero, the rest of the immortals, even Mr. Zhu who is the big housekeeper, have to stay behind...

Not really insightful.

Xie Gou suddenly asked: "If Yinlu couldn't control his thoughts just now, what would he do?

A hundred-eyed gluttonous robe has been thought of, but I don't know how to restrain it? "

Xiao Mo said indifferently: "Then I will send it to see its master Xuanpu."

Xie Gou wondered: "Your son will let you take action?"

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "My son released the silver deer to let the silver deer survive and die."

Xie Gou suddenly said: "This guy has good luck."

On the road, Yinlu Xianchang accompanied the little girl, and it seemed that they were getting along quite well.

Xiao Mo said: "It's just the beginning, the road is long and difficult."

Xie Gou murmured in a low voice, "A scholar has a dirty heart."

Xiao Mo, who was leaning against the pavilion, stood up straight. Xie Gou noticed the change in Xiao Mo's energy, so he hurried to find a remedy and smoothed himself out. He laughed and said, "Good words, there is absolutely no embarrassment!"

Xiao Mo walked down the steps first, "Bai Jing, I think Mr. Zhu is right. There is no absolute good or absolute bad character in the world. It's a double-edged sword."

Xie Gou nodded vigorously and jumped down the steps.

Mr. Zhu, everything is right.

After all, he was a man who regarded his appearance as dung.

Today, the boy in Tsing Yi went down the mountain early in the morning, swaggered to ride the dragon lane, walked into the New Year's shop with his hands behind his back, glanced at the shopkeeper Shi Rou, sighed, put up the music of the seniors on the mountain, and sighed down. The unfortunate words of indifference, "If you are stubborn and do not strive for progress, you are too lazy to talk about you."

The little mute, who has always been close to Shi Rou, immediately became unhappy, and quarreled with Chen Lingjun directly. Chen Lingjun quarreled a few words and felt bored. From a shopkeeper in a small shop on Longxiang Lane, he became the second manager of a cross-continental ferry. Without a great drinking friend, Chen Lingjun became a little lonely. He entered the Caotou shop and regarded himself as half a teacher. After mentioning Tian Jiu'er a few words, he left Qilong Lane, went to the restaurant on the main street, set up a table, and waited for Qinggong Taibao and Manojun to come here to meet for a morning drink.

After a morning drink, Chen Lingjun took them into the mountains.

Arriving at the entrance of Luopao Mountain, Chen Lingjun found that Xiao Mi was sitting at the table drinking tea, and a guest with a strange face was sitting across from her.

As for Xianwei Daoist, he was still the same, sitting on the bamboo chair at the door, reading a book with a new version, Zheng Dafeng, that tired and lazy person, is still sleeping and dreaming.

Chen Lingjun coughed a few times, moistened his throat, and shook his sleeves, "Millet, a guest is here."

Millet got up in a hurry, greeted them, and went to boil water to make tea. The little girl was happy, and some were busy.

Bai Deng, whose name is Manic Jun, has been in the town for a few days, and now he is stunned.

Although the mountains are still clearly distinguished, Bai Deng still learned a little bit of the inside story of this Lizhu Cave through chatting with the boy in Tsing Yi at the wine table.

Only then did I know that three thousand years ago, the end of the battle of the Dragon Slaying was here!

And now the only true dragon in the world, Zhu, the king of the East Sea, made her fortune in that mud bottle alley.

It is no wonder that when Bai Deng walked alone on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, he felt both gloomy and freezing cold, and he felt like falling into a frying pan, cooking his soul on fire, which caused his heart to be unstable.

According to Chen Lingjun, there used to be a Longquan Sword Sect in the mountains in the west, but now it has moved to the north. , The 40-year-old Jianxian, this guy is young from his own master, and he is also a good buddy with himself.

This place is only one of the seventy-two small caves, is it already so terrifying?

Bai Deng is still so "step by step", Jing Hao, the great monk of the Ascension Realm, can naturally see more clues, and is even more frightened.

Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Alley, Gu Can from Niping Alley, Zhao Yao from Fulu Street, a half-disciple of Bai Ye, descendants of Xie Shi from Beiju Luzhou, Xie Ling from Taoye Alley…

A young generation of monks with great reputation, they are crowded in such a small town the size of a palm?

Wearing a long green shirt and long coat, Chen Shanzhu did not know when, sitting on the top of the steps of the main road, Jise Peak, Luopo Mountain.

Standing up, stepping out one step, and going straight to the foot of the mountain, Chen Ping'an and Chen Lingjun smiled and said, "A guest? Your friend?"

Chen Lingjun's eyes turned sharply, and he was a little guilty. He was only around new friends and couldn't show his feelings at home.

On the side of the wine table, but the cows were blown out. As a veteran of Luopao Mountain, especially on the side of his own master, his words are very useful, face, and leverage!

But in fact, Chen Lingjun knew very well that on Luopao Mountain, his status was not as good as Nuanshu and the other little idiots.

After just a few drinks, Chen Lingjun boasted about his experience in the arena, and even boasted about his brotherhood with Wei Shanjun, but he was only at the wine table and never talked about his master's deeds.

It seems that it is best for you to know. If you still don’t know for the time being, then you will find out for yourself in the future.

Chen Ping'an rubbed the head of the boy in Tsing Yi, "Since it's your friend, it's a friend of Luopao Mountain. After drinking tea here, let's go up the mountain for a chat."

Chen Ping'an then turned to look at the two guests, and said with a smile, "Two fellow Taoists, you are welcome."

Chen Lingjun realized it later, and only remembered one thing. There were very few honored guests who could make his master take the initiative to greet him, and he could count on one hand.

Thinking of this, Chen Lingjun felt a little empty in his heart. He felt that a friend who had only known each other for a few days should not be brought back to Luopo Mountain like this, and bothered his master to treat the guests in person.

When Chen Ping'an said polite words, his heartfelt words were extremely unfriendly to the landlord, "Jing Hao, I've heard that none of the ascension cultivators dared to leave Liuxiazhou and go south. If Chen Lingjun hadn't led the way today, you Even if you come to Luopao Mountain, it is not interesting, anyway, no one asks anyone for anything, and the well water does not violate the river water, so you can keep away from each other."

"Bai Deng, you can board a night boat in the future. There is an old friend of yours there. He is similar to your current state. He is the patriarch of Sishui who used to cut white snakes on the road. Now he is one of the four cities in the night boat. The lord of Hanging Arch City."

Jing Hao's face froze for a while, but soon returned to normal, and immediately replied with a smile in her heart: "Chen Yinguan is bright and upright, quick to talk, this trip to Luopo Mountain, even if you have closed doors today, it doesn't matter."

Bai Deng's face was dark and unclear, he suppressed the anger in his heart, resisted the urge to turn around and left, and said in his heart: "If you have a chance, you must go and see this person."

Compared with the words of Chen Ping'an and Jing Hao, Bai Deng, who heard it in his ears, felt that he could accept it.

No matter what their mood is, Jing Hao and Bai Deng are all impressed by the boy in Tsing Yi at this moment.

Chen Lingjun couldn't listen to what Chen Ping'an and the two fellow Taoists were saying, but just said to himself, "Master, I promise not to be an example."

Chen Ping'an said: "I can't trust you, and I'll give you two more chances to 'do not set an example'."

Hearing this, it was more useful than any comforting words, Chen Lingjun immediately regained his energy, and the haze between his brows was swept away.

Ha, sure enough, as long as the master is on the mountain, he will have someone to support him.

Chen Lingjun was kicked on the buttocks, turned his head to look, it was Zheng Dafeng, the condescending man, holding a kettle in his hand, he said with a hilarious smile: "Are you here friends? Is it the vain busy and Chen Zhuoliu who are thinking about it?"

Chen Lingjun crossed his arms around his chest, and said angrily, "No!"

The young coachman was busy in vain, and Chen Zhuoliu, a poor scholar, both belonged to Luzhou from Beiju, and the two poor people, although before they parted, Chen Lingjun left a sum of immortal money for them to travel across continents, so that they could come to Baopingzhou Here I am looking for myself to catch up with the old days, but Chen Lingjun feels that the virtue of the two of them spending money like water is probably hanging.

Chen Ping'an squinted his eyes for a moment and looked at the end of the road in the mountains. One was unexpected but reasonable, and the other, who didn't know him, walked side by side with the former, and he didn't lose his temper at all.

Chen Qingliu.

As for the person who traveled with Chen Qingliu, the identity of the person is temporarily unknown.

Xiao Mo then appeared at the gate of the mountain, and there was a young girl with a mink hat in high spirits, rubbing her hands lightly, eager to try.

Bai Deng just glanced at the man in the blue shirt on the slow-moving road, and immediately felt that his heart was splitting, out of an instinct, he just wanted to kneel and kowtow.

Jing Hao looked even more embarrassed, like a gentleman on the beam who was caught by his master.

Chen Lingjun followed everyone's line of sight and turned his head to look, eh? Taking a closer look, the boy in Tsing Yi burst into laughter, threw his sleeves, strode forward, one jumped up, raised his palms high, and clapped heavily with his good brother who had reunited after a long absence.

This scene saw Jing Hao and Bai Deng's eyelids trembling.

When Chen Lingjun landed on both feet, it was a monkey picking peaches. He was blocked by the poor and sour scholar reaching out his hand, but Chen Lingjun twisted his body and swept his waist with one foot.

Chen Qingliu patted his shirt, and Chen Lingjun retracted his feet and nodded, "Good brother, I was persuaded and didn't spend all the money in the brothel."

Jing Hao knew that Chen Lingjun had a good relationship with the person who slayed the dragon, but he never thought that the relationship would be so strong.

Bai Deng was unaware, he took a few steps back and knocked over the bench behind him without realizing it.

Chen Lingjun put his hands on his hips, "I just forgot about my good brother when I was thinking about whether you are patronizing yourself to drink flower wine."

The poor scholar complained, "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about, you will punish yourself for three cups later."

Chen Pingan stood beside Chen Lingjun.

Chen Qingliu had a completely different face on Chen Shanzhu's side, with an indifferent expression, he introduced his friends with his heart, "His name is Xin Ji'an, he has been my friend for many years, and he can't be compared with the hidden officials who have friends all over the world. Bi, there are only a handful of my friends, and this one by my side is one of them. He, Bai Ye and Su Ziliuqi are a number of scholars. When he was going to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I went all the way to Upside Down Mountain. After that, he began to use swords to kill dragons. He accompanied a proud disciple of the most holy master not long ago, and he met three beasts with high killing power in the wild world. If it weren't for the number of opponents fighting more and more, the key is that there is a strange thing among them..."

Xie Gou was about to take a step forward and was pulled by Xiao Mo's arm.

Chen Qingliu sneered, squinting at the sword repair Baijing who looked like a girl in a mink hat.

This scholar who had just returned to Haoran from the Wilderness didn't seem to want Chen Qingliu to tell more insider stories, so he took the initiative to open his mouth and smiled, "In the Wilderness world, I have heard the names of hidden officials for a long time, like thunder."

Chen Ping'an bowed to him, and the latter also bowed in return.

One is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the other is in the wild world, the juniors and seniors, sooner or later, have their own swords, and they are all scholars.