Sword of Coming

The capital of Nanyuan was famous as Daliang, and Chen Ping'an knew the features of the capital very well, so he chose a bustling late-night restaurant to eat grilled fish.

There is a Qingqin River on the outskirts of Beijing. The herring in it is extremely plump. The grilled fish paired with the lotus white of the beams is a must-have. Because it is cheap and good, both dignitaries and peddlers enjoy this bite. But Chen Ping'an knew it when he touched his chopsticks. This herring is the kind of "transfer fish" that is transported from other river ponds to the Qingqin River for a few days of bathing. He just didn't say anything and glanced at the young shopkeeper now. His appearance was exactly the same as that of the shopkeeper back then. The old shopkeeper probably passed on the restaurant and craftsmanship to his son as he got older. The secret spicy oil and condiments for the grilled fish are the same, but the taste is missing, which is called kindness. Of course, it is also possible that the restaurant is operating on a small budget. Today, the Qingqin River Fish is already a river delicacy exclusively for the wealthy people in Daliang City, so the extra condiment of this small roadside restaurant is called livelihood.

Chen Pingan led the way to the small restaurant that he found earlier. There was an empty table against the wall and two benches. Liu Xianyang sat down first and occupied one. Sitting in the middle of the bench, he stretched out his hand to pat the table and asked if there was any drink.

Gu Can was standing at the table at that time, and Chen Pingan motioned for him to sit inside. After Gu Can sat down, he reached out and moved the end of the bench closer to Chen Pingan. When Chen Pingan moved and was about to sit down, Gu Can moved the bench out. Straighten the bench.

In the past, when sitting on the ridge in the countryside, the child's head was about the same level as the young man's shoulders, but now they are sitting side by side.

Chen Pingan took the bowl and took a sip of the wine. Fortunately, the local brewed lotus white still had the original taste, and asked: "Gu Can, is there any secret book of the spirit book of the hope lineage in Baidi City?"

Gu Can said: "Yes, and there are a lot of them. The master has obviously been very interested in a series of side sects and arts that extend from the Wangqi line. The Taoist books collected and looted from all the nine continents of Haoran are white. The imperial city has a special engraving bookstore. It has a complete set of catalogs and editions of books that are updated every ten years. They are divided into three categories: chronology, general history and local chronicles. The number of books is so large that it is comparable to the number of books collected by the secretarial department of a small country. Members of the Ancestral Master Hall such as Han Qiaose and Liu Chicheng have a copy, which is convenient for them, great monks, to choose relevant Taoist books according to their own practice direction. When I first entered Baidi City, although I was a direct disciple of the city lord, according to the Baidi City According to the rules of the Imperial City, you cannot enter the Patriarch's Hall unless you have reached the fifth realm. I asked Han Qiaise for a set of keys at that time so that I could go to her library to read books at any time. I once carefully looked through the catalog and did so in private. Some illegal excerpts, I remember that there are more than 2,300 books specifically explaining the historical origins of Qin Tianjian in various countries and the methods of practicing Qi Wang."

Chen Pingan sighed: "Above the sea of ​​clouds, there is also a sea of ​​books."

Everyone knows that there is Baidi City located among the colorful clouds in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, but in fact, the inside story of Baidi City, who are the members of the Ancestral Master Hall, how the internal organization is set up, and the relationship between the Taoist lines, is not known to the outside world. Very little.

Whenever we talk about the lonely city surrounded by colorful clouds, the qi practitioners on the mountain always point it out. Except for a large scroll with the words "Fengrao is the first in the world", it has stood firm for three thousand years, which means that no one can win on the chessboard. Pass Zheng in the middle. Either she was curious about whether Han Qiaise had vowed to learn the twelve great arts, and whether she had learned them all now, or Liu Daochun's glazed pavilion had added more bricks and stones, and when she was traveling, she got into trouble with a monk on the top of the mountain. He hid in Baidi City. If he couldn't hide, he put on his eye-catching pink Taoist robe and signed up with others. Otherwise, it would be a discussion about the swordsman Fu Qi, who was the founding disciple of Zheng Juzhong, and hung a sword gourd made of gourd vines planted by the Taoist ancestors on his waist. How long would it take for this person's swordsmanship to reach the height of Pei Min's swordsmanship, and whether he could catch up with him in this life. about.

Liu Xianyang picked up a large piece of fish meat with chopsticks and chewed it, and said with a smile: "The answer is wrong. Are you going off topic?"

When chatting tonight, the three of them all spoke in their hometown dialect.

Knowing that Gu Can wanted to take the opportunity to chat with Chen Ping'an about the customs and customs of Baidi City, Liu Xianyang wanted to undermine him. According to what the little slug said back then, Liu Xianyang was a mean-tongued person. If he was asked to say serious things that didn't include meat or feces, Liu Xianyang wouldn't be able to chat.

Gu Can said: "After I entered the Jade Pu Realm, I was qualified to own a library. I spent some time on proofreading and sorting it out, and came to a conclusion. Putting aside the numerous editions, I looked into those local chronicles. For the introductory text of this category, a single finely edited volume expounding the knowledge of Qi-Wang Technique is taken, provided that no more than 20% of the content is repeated between each volume. There are approximately sixty-two such Taoist books in Baidi City."

Liu Xianyang clicked his tongue and said: "You are so articulate and thoughtful in every word. Gu Can, you now have the demeanor of a master of Pu Xue who is proficient in exegesis. I think you are more than enough to be an academy gentleman who specializes in teaching elementary schools. I heard that you have a nickname, Kuang. Disciples? It’s better for scholars to be more crazy. In the past, there was a lecturer in Chunru Chen Academy who specialized in annotating the inner and outer chapters of Master Lu. When he first taught us, the old master said that there are only one and a half people in the world who can truly Understand the essence of the inner and outer chapters.”

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Can I drink your wine? I'm talking to Gu Can about business."

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "If you two can guess who this person is, I will shut up."

Gu Can said: "One is Lu Chen himself, and the other half is the old master?"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

Gu Can understood instantly.

The answer must be more arrogant. Lu Chen himself, who wrote the internal and external chapters, is only half of it, but the old master who gives lectures is the "one".

Liu Xianyang laughed and said, "Gu Can, I've told you a long time ago that if we are more intelligent, the two of us together are not as good as Chen Ping'an, a boring gourd."

Gu Can said: "When did you say that back then and I refuted it? The content of my argument with you was just who is more clever between the two of us."

"You guys keep chatting, I'll drink and eat meat as long as I'm not in the way of both of you."

Liu Xianyang picked up the white bowl, shook it, and the wine rippled. He picked up a piece of grilled fish with his chopsticks, "In this situation, I can't recite a poem? Who will come?"

Gu Can rolled his eyes, Liu Xianyang, your uncle.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I miss my hometown in a daze, when the herring is on the chopsticks. The lotus flowers in the small bowl are white, and the drunkenness drives away all the sorrows."

Liu Xianyang exclaimed, "Where did you copy it from?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The title of the poem is "Sword Crossing Daliang City on a Moonlit Night, written improvised while eating fish and drinking wine with friends."

Liu Xianyang asked: "Are you really making this up? Can you lend me a hand?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's up to you to take it."

Gu Can said: "I have brought these sixty books with me. I came to the blessed land this time just to give them to you Luopo Mountain, as a supplement to the gift of establishing the sect."

Liu Xianyang asked: "If there is no lower sect in Luopo Mountain, why don't you make up for it as well?"

Gu Can squinted and said, "It's none of your business, are you making up for it? If Liu Xianyang had given Luoposhan a gift, even a copper coin, I would have dared to get up immediately, go to the alley in front of the restaurant, take off my pants and defecate in the street, and Every time I pass someone, I sign up for my number."

Liu Xianyang rubbed his chin.

There is a saying in their hometown called "having a caring heart", which is very different from the so-called hesitancy in written language outside. It means that a person cares about the people close to him, such as being a good family man, so when the old man says, who has a caring heart? , is a genuine compliment. At this point, Liu Xianyang, who has been extremely ambitious since he was a child, is indeed far inferior to the little slug in Mud Bottle Alley. In terms of rural sentiment, Liu Xianyang, who wanted to go outside and far away when he was young, is even less comparable to Chen Ping'an, who loves his family.

Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Have you and Zhu Lian hooked up a long time ago?"

Gu Can first glanced at Chen Ping'an's face, and then nodded gently: "I came up with some of the ideas on my own initiative, and Mr. Zhu followed suit."

It turns out that when Gu Can returned home with Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, before Gu Can left home for Baidi City, Zhu Lian followed his son's instructions and went to the Gu family in Longzhou City to return a charcoal cage to its original place. host. After Zhu Lian handed the charcoal cage to Gu Can, he smiled and said something that any smart person could understand. The general meaning was that Zhu Lian was actually happy to go down the mountain, but there were many trivial matters at home over at Luolu Mountain. It was delayed.

Gu Can heard the elegant meaning of Xian, and after Zhu Lian left the city and returned to the mountain, Gu Can set off for Baidi City and took the Xianjia ferry. He soon had an extremely hidden correspondence with Zhu Lian. Anyway, he was down and out. Zhu Lian has always been in charge of the simple sword house on the mountain. Zhu Lian also relied on the contents of the secret letter to find out that Gu Can had secretly mixed sand with the Xu family in Zhengyang Mountain and Qingfeng City in addition to Shujian Lake. This was because Gu Can had limited chips at that time and was more cautious in doing things. , the spy pawns planted cannot really access the secrets of the two forces for the time being. When Gu Can becomes Zheng Juzhong's personal disciple in Baidi City, with this status, Gu Can's subsequent infiltration of those two forces will be very difficult. It soon reached a big stage, and the effect was remarkable. For example, one of the chess pieces recruited by Gu Can was a beautiful female ghost of the fifth level in the middle. Gu Can gave her a secret book on water magic and several pieces of equipment that were enough to support her. She practiced all the way to the rare spiritual weapon of the Golden Core Realm. She later met by chance a certain young swordsman from Shuilong Peak who was in charge of Zhengyang Mountain's intelligence, and was hidden in the latter's golden house in a Zhengyang Mountain sect, similar to a concubine. identity.

There was only one thing she had to do after that, and that was nothing.

Because Gu Can made a one-off deal with her, and agreed that at least she wouldn't have to sacrifice her life. As for when she needs to do something, just wait patiently for news from him. It might be ten years later, or it might be a hundred years. , and she may not even be able to wait for that secret letter in her life. In fact, when Gu Can promised that she would not lose her life if she abides by the promise, she was skeptical, so the gentle young man in scholar's shirt smiled and said a few words to her.

Girl, don't take advantage of me and act like a good boy. The things I give you can buy you two lives according to the previous market prices in Shujian Lake.

Since the price is fair, why bother to pierce a layer of window paper and embarrass both you and me? Girl, don't you even know how to deceive yourself?

For another example, there is another chess piece that took root in Qingfeng City and spread its branches again. It is the mountain wild cultivator who dominated the mountains in the southern mountains of Shujian Lake in the past. Can took the accountant of Qingxia Island with him when he traveled with him, and the two sides had a conflict, which almost came to the point of life and death. When Gu Can arrived at Baidi City, he quickly sent this person a reward. It was Gu Can who helped the Earth Immortal Wild Cultivator carefully select two positions from his aunt Han Qiaise and ranked them as "middle and top" in Baidi City. Pinxiang's Taoist book, to be precise, is a precious Taoist book that can be said to be a timely help for Earth Immortal's current practice, because in that secret letter, Gu Can made a "bet" with the other party by opening the skylight and speaking out. ", another secret book that is the icing on the cake is delivered to your hands. You can read it or not. After reading it, you can practice it or not. Only by practicing the Taoism recorded in this book can Gu Can regard it as automatic. Fulfilling the bet, when the golden elixir bottleneck Earth Immortal reaches the Nascent Soul Realm in the future, then his life will be his, Gu Can's.

The benefits have been given a long time ago, and they are all agreements made by the king without any oath or written in black and white. So if you don't keep the agreement and think that I, Gu Can, am easy to talk to, then wait and see.

Later, Zhu Lian went down the mountain, changed his name to "Yan Fang", and opened a cosmetics shop in Qingfeng City, where he met two spies of Gu Can.

Helping Zhu Lian successfully steal the Fox Country gave him a lot of head start.

Chen Ping'an looked at Gu Can who was hesitant to speak, smiled and shook his head and said: "It's nothing. Even if you have been in charge for three years, you will find it unpleasant to meditate on things. I am used to being a hands-off shopkeeper, you and Zhu Lian The eyebrows come and go, so I just turn a blind eye."

Gu Can didn't explain anything, didn't distinguish anything, just took a sip of wine.

Chen Ping'an said: "When I, the hands-off shopkeeper, returned to my hometown, I discovered that the blessed land had been promoted by two ranks at the same time. Then I thought of an opportunity to watch Taoism to see if I could try my luck and see the world born between heaven and earth. The first local swordsman's teaching process used a method similar to 'clairvoyance'."

Liu Xianyang and Gu Can almost laughed and asked, "The result?" "But?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "There is a but in the end, but being watched by outsiders, I am trying my luck in vain. It is really...hard to explain in words."

Liu Xianyang laughed loudly, "Sure enough, it's still the same."

Gu Can kicked Liu Xianyang's calf under the table. Liu Xianyang, who was in pain, glared and said: "Take it easy, don't kick me in the crotch. The person who is about to put wine into the bridal chamber is going to be the one who brings the wine into the bridal chamber. We can't let your sister-in-law be a widow." "

Gu Can said: "Then say less sarcastic words."

Liu Xianyang said angrily: "Why are you talking sarcastically? Among the three of us, which one has a good background and is reincarnated with a silver spoon in his mouth? If I am a kid born on Taoye Lane on Fulu Street and his words are not pleasant to the ears, then that is called standing up and talking. No back pain, when I met you, I was full of unique skills, and I had eighteen martial arts skills to make a living. None of them are not uncles. I had an early awakening and a bright mind. A child from a poor family had already become a master. I could know my own skills from others. "

Chen Pingan had no choice but to smooth things over, just get used to it.

Gu Can thought for a while, then picked up the wine bowl and said, "Then let's go."

Liu Xianyang stretched out his hand to press the wine bowl, not happy anymore, "Why go? You hesitated just now and were so dishonest. I'm heartbroken."

Gu Can began to curse loudly, which was a secret from an invisible "ancestral hall" in his hometown in a small town. He didn't even use the same curses. His ancestors were eighteen generations old and no one could escape.

Chen Ping'an didn't dissuade him and just watched the fun with a smile. Liu Xianyang wanted to talk back, but he was no match for Gu Can. After all, among the young people and children in the small town, the little slug from the widow's family in Mud Bottle Lane was recognized as the most "talented", the most quarrelsome, the youngest, and the most scolding. There are always new tricks, so much so that even Granny Ma of Xinghua Lane has suffered a loss. There is often a pool of shit at the door early in the morning, and the door and courtyard wall of her house are covered with disgusting yellow snot. The old woman I also wanted to catch that brat from Mud Bottle Alley who was stabbed a thousand times, but every time I deliberately turned off the lights and kept vigil, I couldn't survive that naughty little bastard every time. In the end, the old woman really couldn't deal with that little slug who was good at making moves. One time when she went to draw water from the iron lock well, she had a hard time saying a few nice words to the foxy widow. Once the widow returned to Mud Bottle Lane, she She was in a good mood, just like celebrating the New Year, so she said this. The little slug at home just listened silently. After that, Xinghua Lane was not so dirty. The old woman was helpless and didn't dare to I broke my mouth in public, but I only dared to curse in private that something bad happened to the widow's family. It was really a sin she committed in her previous life. Just wait, sooner or later, God will not accept the consequences...

There was a scolding, and the outcome was very different. In the end, Liu Xianyang still drank a bowl of wine with a depressed face. If he didn't drink to get rid of the scolding, why would he have gone there earlier.

Liu Xianyang suddenly said: "Chen Pingan, what's the matter with you, you don't miss your brother so much? We are both swordsmen, right? You are not good at trying things like luck, am I?"

Gu Can almost cursed, but held back. The Longquan Sword Sect had done so much evil to have such an unreliable new sect leader.

Chen Pingan said: "I have thought about this for a long time, but do you think it is appropriate?"

I am willing, and you, Sect Leader Liu, are willing, but what about the Longquan Sword Sect? Is the other party willing to owe Luo Luo Shan such a favor?

If I'm not careful, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink your wedding wine, let alone be your best man for Uncle Liu.

Liu Xianyang sighed, "This reason is quite legitimate. Let's just consider this matter is over and let's talk about it later."

Chen Ping'an raised his wine bowl, "It's rare to get together, let's all drink from one."

While each was drinking, Liu Xianyang wiped his mouth, put down the empty bowl, and said with a smile: "We don't like to listen to others' reasoning. After hearing some truth, we can't do it ourselves. It's like borrowing a charcoal cage from someone in the winter. , covering up the heat and driving away the cold for a while, then I have to return it, and suddenly I feel like this winter is getting colder, so it’s better to have nothing at all.”

Gu Can said: "It's more like when the weather is cold and the ground is freezing. Some people are walking on the road in thin clothes. They see people on the road holding a warm bamboo charcoal cage. It's just their principles that allow them to live a good life."

Chen Pingan chewed the fish meat, took a sip of the wine, and said with a smile: "Then don't be a teacher, and live a good life yourself first. Whether you have taste or not, and whether you are qualified or not, everyone will do what they want, and the flower will bear fruit."

Liu Xianyang said in surprise: "What kind of drinking talk is this? Are you drunk after just drinking?"

Gu Can said: "Drinking depends on your mouth. You should say less and just drink. Don't be a urinal."

Liu Xianyang said helplessly: "Chen Ping'an, you don't care about him? If you don't care about the little slug with a mouth full of feces, I have to care about you!"

Chen Ping'an raised his hand and slapped Gu Can on the head, "If you win an argument, you lose. You don't understand such a simple truth. Drink your wine."

It was Chen Ping'an who obviously hit the person, but it was Liu Xianyang who Gu Can looked at. Liu Xianyang almost burst into tears from drinking and said, "Brothers, please stop being idle. There are three people at the table, they are all sect leaders. .”

Indeed, who would have thought that on a hilltop where we once hugged each other to keep warm, and drinking at the same table tonight, we would soon be the three sect masters in the world.

Gu Can glanced at Liu Xianyang, drank a bowl of wine, and then poured another bowl for himself. He was still bored. When Gu Can wanted to drink a third bowl, Liu Xianyang became a little panicked. This lotus white is not a strong drink. He couldn't stand the drinking method of Gu Can, so he signaled to Chen Ping'an with his eyes that you can only control the little slug, and tell this guy to stop drinking so boldly. Chen Pingan shook his head and signaled to leave it alone. Liu Xianyang glanced at Gu Can, who had finished his third bowl of wine, and then looked at Chen Ping'an, asking with his eyes, "Did Gu Can take the wrong medicine?" Chen Pingan smiled, knowing the reason, but didn't say anything.

In their hometown, Liu Xianyang and Gu Can each had their own dependence on each other. Gu Can was raised by his mother, but Liu Xianyang had only his grandfather in the family for as long as he could remember.

Liu Xianyang's grandfather was a well-known drunkard. He was addicted to alcohol. He would go to the liquor stores to drink a few taels of wine almost every day. He would drink it while standing and have some free time before going home.

You may not be able to afford it every time, so you have to drink alcohol and beg for alcohol. When you become addicted to alcohol, you will shamelessly beg for a few sips of alcohol. You are famous far and wide, and you have made many jokes because of it. Even those on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane had heard about the deeds of Drunkard Liu, so Liu Xianyang never went to school and never attended a private school for a day. He started working in the fields at a very young age and frequently worked in the fields as a teenager. Most of the fights he got into were because of peers or young men making fun of his grandfather. Later, I met Chen Pingan from Mud Bottle Lane, and then met the followers around Chen Pingan. Once again, Gu Can was teased by Liu Xianyang and started to criticize Liu Xianyang for his great achievements... That was Chen Pingan's first The first time he got angry at the little slug, Gu Can felt aggrieved afterwards. He squatted on the side of the field and cried loudly. When the little slug was tired from crying, he put a hand on his head and asked in sobs, Liu Xianyang spoke so It sounds ugly, so I can’t say it? Chen Ping'an just said one sentence at that time, think about it carefully, has Liu Xianyang ever mentioned your mother once?

The child fell silent and just sniffled. The straw-shoe boy next to him reached out to help the child wipe away his tears and nose.

Finally, the skinny boy went home with his child on his back and walked on the field. In the setting sun, the tall boy did not go far. He grinned, raised a piece of dogtail grass in his hand, and shook it. There was a string of freshly caught brook grass on it. fish.

Liu Xianyang seems to be a naturally forgetful person about this kind of thing. He never holds grudges, but he doesn't care.

But Gu Can, who has a good memory since he was a child and never admits his mistakes and doesn't like to say he's sorry, will definitely still remember it.

At the wine table, Liu Xianyang began to brag again, "Based on our qualifications, of course I will be ranked first, Gu Can is second, and Chen Ping'an will be at the bottom. Let's not talk about another thousand years, as long as we are given three more Five hundred years of cultivating the Taoism, how can that be said?! Let alone us, all the other qi practitioners in the world, when they hear and see the three of us, and of course mainly because of my name, Liu Xianyang, they all have to weigh it carefully. Do you dare to provoke one of us? When it comes to this, the main concern is Gu Can."

When Chen Ping'an heard this, he said, "You can start scolding now, and I won't stop you."

Gu Can smiled and said, "It's rare to speak the truth."

They each raised their wine bowls and bumped them gently twice.

Once upon a time, the last hidden official guarded the city alone, half human and half ghost. It was unclear whether he could return home alive.

Liu Xianyang returned home from studying under the Confucian Chen family of Nan Posu Continent. He was incompetent in writing and swordsmanship, and his academic records were unknown. Because he was just over forty years old, not even the ten young people from Aquarius Continent were listed on the list.

Gu Can entered Baidi City, as if entering the deep sea, and there was no news.

"I Liu Xianyang's swordsmanship, Chen Pingan's boxing skills, Gu Can... you can learn whatever Taoist skills you have. After drinking today, let's continue to work hard and practice well. When the time comes, we won't be afraid to fight with anyone!" It seems too monotonous to ask about fists, swords, or questions. In that case, if you want to ask, let’s ask together!”

This kind of "big talk" about what the future is and what it will be like was something that Gu Can could not have imagined when he was too young in the past, and Chen Ping'an was not used to saying it. Only Liu Xianyang wanted to say it, was willing to say it, and dared to say it.

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Qiuqi Lake on the border between Northern Jin and Songlai countries has an island in the middle of the lake and a Taoist temple on the island called Damu Temple.

There is a wooden couplet hanging at the entrance of the Taoist temple. It is a very long dragon-men couplet. The handwriting was copied by the temple owner from a not-so-old calligraphy. The woodcarving is extremely skillful, and it was done by the carver. , belongs to the second scene of distortion. If the original copybook can be seen, it must have an even more ancient atmosphere.

Sitting in a well and looking at the sky, the sun and moon are extremely bright. The sword is shining freely, and there is no one in sight. The king's affairs are settled, and the Big Dipper is watched at night. There are three immortals in the world. The red leaves are pecked at, and the giant trees in the view are meditative and towering. Who are our companions on the road?

The autumn water is full of high spirits, and the white bones are cluttered with wormwood. Drinking horses to cross the river, making changes on the way, Cao Guan presenting spiritual books, reading the Nanhua Chapter together, only I can achieve enlightenment and live forever. The world of mortals rolled away, and the green snake in the box asked about truth and mystery. I am a land god!

Visitors to the island, if they stand at the entrance of the Taoist temple and have no ability to interpret ancient texts, will probably not be able to recognize all the characters when they see this Dragon Gate pair.

The master of the Damu Temple, Gong Hua, whose Taoist name is "Qing Ci", is also the king of the lake. Gong Hua is a beautiful female crown, about thirty years old, carrying an ancient sword with a scabbard wrapped in gold. , the famous sword "Hengqiu" is hidden in the scabbard.

It is said that she was a martial arts master in her previous life. After her death, she retained her aura and became a heroic spirit. She took back the sword of the past and traveled across the world with it. Finally, she stopped at this giant lake, built a large wooden temple, and named the lake her own. Jun. However, when a heroic ghost becomes a god, the day when it becomes a god is the "day of enlightenment" on the mountain top of the dojo. It is like a qi practitioner who ascends to the immortal realm and can reshape his bones, appearance and posture, just like a "revolution".

The guests who landed on the island were divided into three, six or nine grades by her, the landowner. Just like at this moment, there were only seven people in total who could be invited to drink tea in Luohua Courtyard, including the guest himself.

The six outsiders are Gao Jun, the leader of the Hushan Sect, and one of the five mountain kings in the world. They each have pseudonyms or Taoist names.

Gao Jun wears a Taoist crown imitating a silver lotus crown, an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, and a pair of Qingyun shoes with misty talismans and dense patterns.

She was the last discussant to cross the threshold. Just now, Lord Gao was outside the house, pinching the secret sword skills of his family, and then called the Taoist priest, "I have met Mr. Gonghu and all fellow Taoists."

Seeing this immortal king who is unique in this world, several people in the room could not help but think of Yu Zhenyi, who was able to return to youth and wield a sword.

He first became the Nascent Soul Realm, and then cultivated a Golden Core Realm for the Hushan Sect.

For the head of Yu Zhenyi's faction to take on this responsibility can be regarded as a great merit.

Gao Jun is no stranger to these five tiger gods who are entrusted with destiny, because they have met each other many years ago.

Lord of the Autumn Qi Lake and the Queen of the Water Goddess are also wearing Taoist robes, but they are covered with a legendary Tushita robe, which is as light as a feather. It is said that the real weight is only half a baht. A little spiritual energy leaks out, and the room is filled with precious light flowing and shining. It is radiant, so there is no need for lamps, candles or orbs to illuminate it.

A middle-aged man with a tiger-like appearance in the room, with an elegant demeanor, took the lead and said with a smile: "Master Gao, we meet again after many years."

He habitually held a jasper plaque, which was engraved with a picture of an immortal riding on a chariot to offer his longevity. The earliest inscription was "Come again in sixties." Later, the man who was promoted to Tiger King engraved a few more words.

He is now the Lord of Zhongyue. The mountain has a great name and is called Jiangshan. There is a big river crossing the mountain outside.

The pseudonym is Zheng Fengzhou.

Previously, on the top of Zhongyue, which looked like an island in a sea of ​​lonely clouds, Gao Jun, who was finally brought here by Yu Feng, discovered an immortal monument and found the first fellow mountaineer in the world.

It's just that the leader of the Hushan Sect at that time did not really understand the difference between "god" and "immortal".

The two parties met and chatted as much as possible. Of course, Gao Jun and he were very wary at the time and did not dare to talk too much about their own cultivation practices.

An old man wearing a high crown and holding a whisk in his hand said with a squinted smile: "I can see that I haven't seen you for a few years. I'm glad that Gao Xianjun's power has increased again."

If these human Qi practitioners who can only steal heavenly secrets and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth crazily can occupy the treasured land of Feng Shui and practice to a higher level, they will get twice the result with half the effort.

Gao Jun is sitting on a futon that belongs to his own place. The "seat" is located next to Qiu Qihu Jun, who is the host. He is obviously higher than the Great Wuyue Mountain Jun.

This is Qiu Qi Lake's silent tribute to this legendary land god.

Those with high moral principles have high virtues and high status.

The person who congratulated Gao Jun was the current Beiyue Mountain King. No one in the world knew his name, only that he called himself "Master Jade Certificate".

Gao Jun was once in the hot summer season at the foot of the mountain, but the snow-capped Beiyue territory was on the mountain. He met this mountain feather guest who was riding a white deer backwards and holding a whisk in his hand. At that time, he claimed to be the local mountain god, even though he knew that Gao Jun was A mountain qi practitioner who had "achieved Taoism" still spoke loudly, and still regarded her as a native of the lower country. Bailu Yuke seemed to regard himself as a god from the upper world.

A young man in a white robe, a young scholar, had obsessed eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Miss Gao, people outside the mountains say that three days apart are like three autumns apart. It has been so many years, and I miss you so much."

After finding out, it turned out that this contemporary leader of the Hushan Sect is not yet married. Since she is so destined, no one can compete with her as her future Taoist companion.

It turns out that in the realm of Xiyue, where the peaks are towering and majestic, Gao Jun met a young scribe who was full of Taoism. He looked like a god or a fairy. He called himself Song Huai Bao. His predecessor was an unknown scholar in Nanyuan Kingdom. This gentleman built a magnificent fairy palace in the red and yellow clouds in his mountain. The dojo was called Fenhuang Realm. A group of "Tiancao" assistant officials and subordinates, palace maids and immortal officials who have joined the immortal class, and countless concierges and maids are all not living people, but formed by mountain ghosts, narcissism, or mountain spirits.

Obviously, Huashan is the first mountain in the world that intends to recruit troops. Song Huaihuai had already wiped out all the "inhumans" in his own mountainous area.

If we only talk about the number of members of the mountain forces, it seems that the Xiyue Mountain Monarch Mansion actually comes out on top. With a single stroke, it has left all the mountain and river colleagues far behind.

Nanyue Tiger is a dull-looking "child" named Huaifu.

The most bizarre attire is that he has a hairpin on his head, hemp clothes, and straw sandals on his feet, and his waist is covered with basil and arrows.

Gao Jun went out to travel for a while, and now he has improved a lot in his Taoism. Only then can he see that this Nanyue Mountain Monarch has the foundation of Taoism. He is a man with a mellow and upright mountain and magical background.

In fact, deep down in Gao Jun's heart, the guest in the house whom Gao Jun respected the most was the one who deliberately distanced himself from other tigers. It was the Dongyue Mountain God who always closed his eyes and said nothing.

He is also the only Otake Mountain Lord who was born as a ghost.

Back then, at the foot of Juyue Mountain on the coast of the East China Sea, Gaojun, who had not yet climbed the mountain, witnessed with his own eyes a troublesome poisonous dragon in a deep pool, dragging a huge body of a hundred feet long, winding up the mountain, but was stopped by a man. The spirit sitting on the mountain appeared in a towering Dharma form, holding a Dharma seal with a bird seal inscription. He knocked it back to Longtan, held the Heavenly Constitution in its mouth, and issued a decree, punishing it to hide in the deep pool for three hundred years to practice spirituality before it could see the light of day again. .

As for outside these majestic mountains, between the temporarily nameless mountains and lakes and rivers, Gao Jun saw one after another strange and mysterious things, treasures of heaven and earth, ancient trees and immortal flowers, gradually sprouting, filled with Taoist energy, gathering and dispersing. Uncertain, opportunities arise, the fortunes of the mountains and rivers begin to flow, dragon energy lingers in the capital of the human dynasty, and those geomantic treasures gradually take shape, suitable for Qi practitioners to open up golden jade dojos and immortal caves.

The whole new world seems full of vitality.

All of them are what Patriarch Yu called "waiting for a vision of nectar falling from heaven". After the Lotus Root Blessed Land became a superior blessed land, many things came into being and various avenues of yin and yang were nurtured and manifested.

Tonight in this Luohua Courtyard, Shuijun Palace Flower is the host, and there are five distinguished guests from the Mountain Lord: Zheng Fengzhou from Zhongyue, Zhao Juran from Dongyue, Master Jade Order from Beiyue, Huaihuai from Xiyue, and Huaifu from Nanyue.

Gao Jun took a cup of hot tea from the woman beside him, Hu Jun, thanked him, held the cup with both hands, and said straight to the point: "I have already been to Tianwai, and I just came back not long ago."

As soon as Gao Jun opened his mouth, Song Huaihuai immediately smiled and echoed: "How does it feel? Is it really like what the book says, if you sit in a well and look at the sky and say that the sky is small, it is not the sky that is small."

He had long been dissatisfied with the couplets at the entrance of Damuguan. It was so mysterious and so brazen that it made him sick to his stomach when he saw that it was the noble prince's handwriting.

At that time, Song Huaihuai was standing at the door and couldn't help rolling his eyes, almost turning around and leaving.

If he hadn't been thinking about the girl Gao he fell in love with at first sight, he wouldn't be happy to enter the Taoist temple.

Gao Jun said calmly: "There is a world out there. There are many qi practitioners like me over there who are only said to be in the golden elixir realm and have just entered the threshold of earth immortals."

"Young man" Huaifu looked gloomy and said in a deep voice: "According to the secret records of Jingzhanglou, it seems that there used to be so-called 'exiled immortals' from over there who would come to our place and do whatever they wanted. Either they are causing chaos in the country and causing chaos in the world, or they just like to kill innocent people indiscriminately in the rivers and lakes. Only recently, the identity of the banished immortal was confirmed by a group of people, including Zhou Fei from Spring Chao Palace and Lu Fang from Bird's Eye View Peak. Some died in the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, and some survived and climbed to the top of the city and left. I believe that the secret archives of the Hushan Sect, held by Master Gao, will only record more of these secrets about the supernatural beings of the Upper Realm Immortal Class."

As soon as these words came out, the host and guest were speechless for a while, and everyone in the room seemed to have forgotten.

Zheng Fengzhou finally broke the silence, "Please tell me, Master Gao, what is the Taoist method of the highest level Qi practitioner over there in Tianwai? Do we have any reference here?"

Gao Jun smiled bitterly and said: "The Taoist practice is so high that it is impossible to estimate it."

At Piyun Mountain in the North Mountain of Aquarius Continent, Gao Jun once had a presumptuous request with Wei Shanjun, whether he could have a martial arts battle with a Nascent Soul realm who was at the same level as his master.

But Wei Bo just smiled and shook his head at that time, and declined Gao Jun politely. He only said that he could read a few more Taoist books in the house, and there was no need to fight or kill him.

Since Gao Jun has never personally experienced the other party's level of cultivation and killing power in the Nascent Soul realm, which is still within the category of Earth Immortal, how can he talk about the upper five realms above Nascent Soul? !

At the same time, Wei Bo also hinted to Mr. Gao that if he said too much, he would be wrong. Regarding the situation of Piyun Mountain and Luolu Mountain, after Gao went back, he would try to choose what he could say, and try not to say what he couldn't say.

The master of the jade certificate shook his fly whisk, changed his hands, and snorted heavily, "Then I'm curious, what kind of thing do we have here?"

Gao Jun said: "It is one of the seventy-two blessed places in the world outside. It used to be called Lotus Root, but now it is renamed Lotus Root."

The old man clenched the white jade whisk tightly and crushed the porcelain cup in his hand with one hand. He glared and said sternly: "What?! Is our place just one of the seventy-two blessed places?!"

Gao Jun casually waved the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and gathered all the broken porcelain pieces that flew out as fast as arrows in the air, restored them to porcelain cups, and gently fell to the ground.

She continued: "Beyond the Blessed Land, there are several worlds in the outside world. There are still ten major cave heavens and thirty-six small cave heavens. However, there are some differences between the cave heavens and the blessed land. The former is mostly the exclusive dojo of a great monk from the outside world."

The female Lord Hu took a sip of tea, raised her head and asked softly: "Master Gao, since there is someone to belong to in the cave, the situation must be similar in the blessed land?"

Gao Jun nodded, "It belongs to an immortal mansion called Luopo Mountain. Luopo Mountain is located in Aquarius Continent, one of the nine continents in the Haoran World. There are several other worlds with the same status as the Haoran World. The latest brand-new world is called In the colorful world, it is said that if a Qi practitioner wants to successfully travel across the world, he must be in the Ascension realm."

She hesitated for a moment and started without adding the two-word suffix. You must start at the Ascension Realm!

This means that above the Ascension Realm, there are still Qi Practitioners at a higher level.

The Master Jade Order could not help but curse, "Damn it, what the hell is the Ascension Realm?! Is it like a certain girl back then who charged forward with a sword and could almost break the sky?"

The woman Hu Jungong had a frosty face and did not hide her displeasure. She reminded her in a cold voice: "Her name is Sui Youyou!"

In the past, the female warriors in the martial arts world, and now the female landscape gods from all walks of life, they were all willing to pay respect to Sui Youyou from the bottom of their hearts.

The Master of the Jade Certificate twitched his lips. If Sui Youyou had succeeded in the past, or if she had reappeared like the Hujun palace flower in front of her, then I would respect her...

Gao Jun hesitated for a moment and said: "On the right side of Sui Dynasty is the Genealogical Monk from Luopo Mountain. She turned from a martial artist to a Taoist monk and devoted herself to practicing the swordsmanship of the Immortal Family. On the right side of Sui Dynasty is one of the ten young people on Baopingzhou Mountain. I guess her The realm is the Nascent Soul realm above the Golden Core."

When the Master Jade Order heard about this, he was choked up for a moment.

Song Huaihuai shook his head and smiled: "It's sad and pitiful. Although I don't know how she came back from the dead, I never thought that the female grandmaster who was once the best in the world would become Sui Youyou." Whose vassal, living under someone else's roof? Is this what we used to call in folklore novels from various countries... to be in the immortal class? She just changed places and received a salary from the heavenly family? "

Song Huaihuai said to himself, "Sure enough, I am right. Being able to resurrect from the dead and become a god with a little bit of true spirit is like waking up from a big dream. In the end, I realize that the more deserted and indifferent the place is, the more interesting it becomes."

In fact, when he "woke up" this time, he really wanted to see Sui Youyou. At this moment, he had a list in his sleeve. There were dozens of names written on it, all of which were the beauties of the past dynasties who had ruined the country. A beautiful woman, a peerless beauty. Sui Youyou, who has excellent swordsmanship, is among the top three. So this time when Song Huaihuai participated in the Qiu Qi Lake meeting, he came more to meet "them" including Gao Jun and the Lake Jun here.

Song Huaihuai sighed: "It's a pity that Sui is right."

The pronunciation of the word "liao" is "end".

I just hate that God is not beautiful, and three thousand beautiful things are buried in the grass.

Fortunately, God has done something beautiful again, and beauties from all dynasties gather together today.

It's just a pity that Sui Youyou is no longer among the beauties in his heart.

How can this beautiful lady of Qing Dynasty be a maid, Sui Youyou, since she has taken refuge in Luolu Mountain, she is not only a Taoist couple, but also a concubine and a face-to-face in Luolu Mountain.

When he thought of this, he put his hand over his heart and sighed.

Huaifu asked: "How strong is this Luopo Mountain? Which level of immortal mansion does it belong to in Aquarius Continent and Haoran Tianxia?"

Gao Jun shook his head and said: "The foundation of Luo Po Mountain is so rich that it is bottomless. Although I have been a guest in Luo Po Mountain for many days, I have never been able to get a full picture. I can only talk about one... a boy in green who doesn't particularly care about spiritual practice. He seems to be just a boy. He is a water dragon in the Nascent Soul Realm. But this immortal master with good looks and good looks, in the Jilingfeng Ancestral Hall in Luolu Mountain, it is said that his seat is not near the front, and his status is neither high nor low. Generally speaking, Bar."

That kid in green clothes really knows how to find someone to drink with every day.

This makes Gao Jun very difficult to explain.

I remember that the other party usually likes to hold down his sleeves when walking. If this happened to his Hushan sect, he would not be able to walk properly, so how could he talk about cultivating Taoism? As a Qi practitioner, if he did not cherish time like this, he would have been punished long ago and was dismissed by his master. The elders scolded and nodded.

However, the boy in green clothes still spoke very politely every time he saw Gao Jun. Although he did not stop, he would raise his hands and salute, smile brightly, and would not hesitate to say a few beautiful words.

The reason why she knew Chen Lingjun's true state was due to a chat at the old cook's dinner table, and she overheard it.

The boy in Tsing Yi slapped the table, "Old cook, don't be so disrespectful, show some respect to Uncle Chen, don't treat Yuanying as a dish!"

Without waiting for the old cook to say anything, Chen Lingjun was stunned when the little girl named Nuan Shu glared at him, without any momentum at all.

As for the level and depth of the other Qi practitioners on Luo Lo Mountain, where can I ask Mr. Gao?

Gao Jun knew very well that every landscape newspaper that the Tiger Mansion of Piyun Mountain read to her must have been carefully screened by the Tiger Wei Bo.

The master of the jade certificate asked with a gloomy face: "It seems that no one has been asking about serious matters, and the headmaster Gao seems to have forgotten to mention it, so I have to ask the headmaster Gao. Dare I ask how much time there is in that Luolu Mountain?" Qi practitioners practicing Taoism in the mountains? What is the scene like in Aquarius Continent?"

Gao Jun looked complicated and said: "There are not many qi practitioners in Luopo Mountain, less than half a hundred. As for Aquarius Continent, it was known as the continent of hundreds of countries in the past, but it is the smallest of the Nine Continents of Haoran."

Master Jade Card almost couldn't help but curse. How could the smallest continent have hundreds of countries? Then there is the vast world with Jiuzhou? !

This side of my hometown is the land of the Four Kingdoms.

Gao Jun explained: "There is a saying in the mountains outside that among the five middle realms, there is a hundred-year-old young swordsman in Jiazi Laodongfu."

"It means that in the vast world, there are three religions and nine schools of thought, and there are many Taoist traditions passed down from ancient times. A sixty-year-old Dongfu realm Qi practitioner has average qualifications, but only sword cultivators are the most special. , because sword cultivators are different from all other Qi practitioners. Even if you reach the fifth level at the age of one hundred, you can still be regarded as a genius in cultivation. Sui Youyou is this kind of pure sword cultivator now."

"Over there, sword cultivators are known as being able to defeat all kinds of magic with one sword, and they are most feared by Qi practitioners. Unfortunately, as far as I know, it seems that we have not been able to give birth to the first local sword cultivator here."

Hearing this, Zhao Fengzhou smiled and asked, "Since it's called Luopo Mountain, there must be a mountain owner?"

Gao Jun looked complicated and nodded: "The mountain owner's name is Chen Pingan."

Huaifu asked doubtfully: "But that young swordsman who appeared in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom?"

Gao Jun nodded, "That's him."

Several people in the room looked amused, some were doubtful, and some were relieved.

What I find interesting is that the master behind his world is actually the young boy from back then, and the two parties will meet soon. In particular, the Huashan territory embraced by the Song Dynasty had many borders with the Nanyuan Kingdom. What is unbelievable is that it was only a few years ago that the sword-backing boy who had fought against Zhong Qiu, Yu Zhenyi, and Ding Ying, no matter how old he was, at least in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, had never Showing a one-sided crushing attitude, it can even be said that the final battle between the young man and the devil Ding Ying at the top of the city was only a thin line between victory and defeat.

So it is easier to understand why he finally showed a somewhat relaxed look. According to the current calculation method on the mountain, Qi practitioners are judged by their Taoist age.

If Chen Ping'an is the kind of Qi practitioner who has returned to his original nature, and the "Young Immortal" who appeared in Nanyuan Kingdom back then, his real age is much more than a teenager, does that mean that his Taoist qualifications are not very good?

But if Chen Ping'an's Taoist age matches his appearance, it is just a coincidence from the outside world. In less than thirty years, he has become very popular on the mountaineering road. Can this also explain one thing? Qi Shi, it's not that he has poor talent, but he only lacks a few secret Taoist books from the upper world?

The Dongyue Mountain Lord, who never spoke, asked calmly: "Can I understand the matter of asking Master Gao for advice? The one who nominally called us for discussion is the Hushan Sect Lord Gao, but the one who leads this matter behind the scenes is Luo Lu. Is Shanchen safe?"

Gao Jun was very candid and nodded: "You can say that."

Zhao Juran looked normal, nodded, and then asked: "Since it is a discussion, there are issues. Does the leader Gao know the general content in advance, but it is not appropriate to state it clearly in the letter?"

Gao Jun said: "That's true. To be precise, I don't know, but I guessed the content. Luopo Mountain hopes to establish certain rules for our world."

Zhao Juran looked at the only golden elixir practitioner in his family and asked, "The last question is, is Master Gao forced by the situation to prefer Luopo Mountain, or is he still partial to his hometown?"

Gao Jun was in high spirits, clasped his hands in his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Just talking about this matter, Gao Jun implores Tiger Tiger to just rest assured!"

Zhao Juran smiled, nodded and said, "I'm just relieved about this matter."

In fact, this Dongyue Mountain Lord, who was born as a heroic spirit, is the least optimistic about the outcome of this discussion among everyone here. He is afraid that all the efforts and talks tonight will be in vain.

He had fought in battles, walked on the battlefield, and had a lifelong military career. Although he had tried his best to stay away from the disputes in the court during his lifetime, Zhao Juran was actually no stranger to those pits and pitfalls, and his own skills were not bad. Being feared by the emperor, the emperor and his ministers were in harmony with each other, and it was passed down as a good talk. He had outstanding military exploits during his lifetime and was full of sorrow and glory after his death. He was regarded as a perfect man through the ages by both the government and the public at that time and in the history books of later generations.

Later, Zhong Qiu, the national teacher of Nanyuan Kingdom, always regarded Zhao Juran as the best example of civil servants and generals.

At this moment, Song Huaihuai suddenly restrained his lazy demeanor. His eyes were no longer wandering around the two women, but with a solemn expression on his face. He put his palms on his knees and said in his heart: "If you don't mourn the country secretly, nothing will happen." The secret is lost. Master Gao, fellow Shanshui colleagues, if this is the case, then we can really talk about business behind closed doors."

Gao Jun was slightly surprised, but she still nodded and said from her heart: "I hope that everyone can keep the content of what is going to be said a secret and not leak a word. In addition, I will also set up a formation to prevent ears from being heard through the wall. , for the sake of caution, I would like to ask Mr. Gonghu again to use his natal magical power to raise a mist and quietly confuse the water transport and spiritual energy around the island."

Gonghua nodded and said: "It's not difficult. The waters of Qiu Qi Lake around the island are already very foggy at night."

Gao Jun took out a simple and elegant yellow wooden box from his sleeve, and gently opened a piece of wood in the small box with his fingers. Lumps of light of different colors rose in the air one after another, and disappeared one after another, and merged into the night as soon as he left the room. , slowly rotating around the Luohua Courtyard in a Taoist temple.

"First of all, I have to be fair to Luo Luo Shan. Chen Ping'an, the owner of Luo Luo Shan, is not a person with high skills and weak morals. He does have his transcendent personal charm."

She had to admit that in Gao Jun's eyes, the swordsman in blue shirt who reunited with her and no longer looked like the boy he once was, indeed had a very unique personal style.

"If placed in the arena that we are relatively familiar with, he can be called a well-deserved grand master. He has both martial arts and morals, and has the demeanor of a master and the style of a swordsman."

"He had previously come uninvited, secretly entered our Hushan Sect, and personally invited me to Luopo Mountain as a guest. I followed Chen Ping'an there, and I had seen his words and deeds on the top of his mountain, the style of the mountain, and the atmosphere of the dojo. , they all fit in with the image of a fairy mansion that I had in mind in my early years.”

The reason why it is "early years" is because after traveling around the world, Gao Jun had seen too many strange and mysterious things, and felt that the so-called immortal mansion must be far away from the ethereal fairy spirit of the human world.

The true master of mountains and rivers can use the sun and moon as his dojo, the mountains and rivers in the courtyard, the Five Mountains as the Feng Shui stones in the house, and the Qi practitioners who have achieved immortality in the Tao. Under a bridge of immortality, thousands of water veins, including rivers and lakes, flow. .

Song Huaihuai said with a helpless face: "Miss Gao, my tall boss, we have just started talking about serious things, and you are starting to embolden others and destroy your own prestige?"

Zhao Fengzhou smiled and said: "Even if it is a battle between gentlemen, it does not prevent both parties from showing their strengths and competing, even to the point of life and death."

Master Jade, who was the most powerful before, must have roughly calculated the strength of both sides. Holding the porcelain cup that Gao Jun used to piece together with mysterious magic, the old man was somewhat suspected of showing weakness at this moment, "If he really If we can sit down and have a good talk, the two sides don't have to completely break up and end up fighting to the death."

The female Hu Jun twitched her lips.

After all, the old guy is old and very useless. What about the toughness you had before, now you are soft?

Gao Jun said: "We have a Fox Country here, which was migrated from Luopo Mountain from the outside world in the early years. According to the outside world, it is temporarily closed. The genealogy monks are not allowed to go out easily. The name of the owner of the Fox Country is Peixiang. She is One of the genealogy monks of Luolu Mountain. He is a profound Taoist and a Nascent Soul Realm immortal. Although he is not good at fighting, the Taoist monks of the Fox Clan often have special magical powers and can confuse people's hearts. In addition, except for Sui Youyou, there is already a A land swordsman, Nanyuan Kingdom Zhongqiu, he also became a member of Luopo Mountain's genealogy, in addition to the historical leader of the Demon Cult, Lu Baixiang. However, I was not able to see these two with my own eyes during my time in Luopo Mountain. A martial arts master."

Gao Jun was very familiar with Peixiang. Almost every time she went to the courtyard of the old chef named Zhu, she could see this extremely charming Lord of the Fox Kingdom, with longing beautiful eyes, as if he was filled with the "just A rickety old man transformed by Zhu Yan".

Regarding the fact that Zhu Lian was also in Luoluo Mountain, Gao Jun had hesitated, but in the end she was not going to put it on the table.

There are mainly two worries. One is that the Shuijun in front of him is like this, bent on revenge, and his eyes turn red when he hears the name Zhu Lian, completely ignoring the overall situation. Furthermore, I am worried about Master Jade. When I hear that there is a lunatic like Zhu Lian who likes to kill red-eyed people and will kill nine people at a time, and this person now holds great power in Luopo Mountain, what kind of behavior does Luopo Mountain have? The style can be imagined. It would be difficult not to spread the contents of their next discussion tonight. Maybe as soon as they leave Qiu Qi Lake, this tiger will start to act as a wallkeeper and take the initiative to contact Fox Country Peixiang?

Song Huaihua smiled and said: "People's hearts are separated from the belly, and the words are unfounded. I can't even believe myself, let alone everyone here. So in addition to Gaojun, together with Hujun Gonghua, and the five of us who are mountain gods, we all need to communicate with the Five Mountains Or four mountains and one lake, I made an oath, and whoever dares to violate the oath, I can wait for someone to help verify the authenticity and strength of the 'condemnation from heaven'."

Zhao Juran glanced at the Xiyue Mountain King and seemed to take a special look at Song Huaihuai. He nodded first and said: "This is feasible."

The jade hook on the horizon is slanted, and the night is long and thin.

Although the female Hu Jun had been listening to the important matters discussed by Gao Jun and the others, she was a little distracted after all. She raised her head slightly and looked at the empty courtyard outside the house.

The sky has been empty for a hundred years, but the poor silk and bamboo are there, and the palaces and merchants, horns and feathers are all the sounds of the past.

Where is Zhu Lang?

This makes people worried.

Since he is dead, why can't he live again? Die again!

After sending Liu Xianyang and Gu Can to Daliang City in Nanyuan Kingdom, the old cook from Luopo Mountain said goodbye to them and drove the talisman boat to the former site of a Jianghu villa.

It's easy to find it from memory. The rickety old man put away the talisman boat, put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of a dilapidated house deep in the mountains and forests. It occupied a small area. All the ingenious features that the owner had spent time on were buried by the loess and weeds. . Zhu Lian glanced back at the way he came, looked away, and sighed. Along the way, there were overgrown weeds and broken walls as far as the eye could see. At Zhu Lian's feet were some dry firewood picked up casually from the road. The old cook knelt down and lit a bonfire.

A hundred years later, the mountains and rivers are still intact, but things and people have changed. The hometown of the past has become the hometown of the motherland.

The last time Zhu Lian was here in his hometown, he walked around the world with his true appearance, wearing a green shirt and holding a sword, it was actually a hundred years ago.

During the battle in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, Zhu Lian was seriously injured, but he was still able to walk calmly on the battlefield, but he felt that it was not interesting at the end. He happened to see the young warrior who was hiding and covered with sweat. He was not very old. He is big, has high martial arts achievements, and is bold and careful. He can probably be regarded as the kind of tycoon who dares to think and do things, but has not yet formed a climate? Anyway, he is the kind of young man who will always succeed until he dies.

The old man and the young man, the most famous senior in the world, and the young man who took risks and risked his life, looked at each other.

Not to mention that Zhu Lian could still move without any hindrance, as long as this martial madman was still standing, the thousands of elite armored soldiers of the Nanyuan Kingdom still did not dare to take the initiative to approach here.

At that time, Madman Wu was actually old, but his face did not look old, and there was absolutely no trace of decadence or old age.

Seeing this in the world, I feel ashamed.

The old man wearing a white lotus crown looked at the tall young man who had been hiding for a long time with a smile, and asked, what are you afraid of?

The old man walked leisurely along the way. There was still thick snow on this road in the capital, and his feet crunched lightly as he stepped in it.

The young man replied that he was afraid of death.

The old man asked again if he was afraid of death, why should he seek death?

The young man replied that he was afraid of death, but I was even more afraid of living in vain and dying with no name.

So the old man nodded and said with a smile, young people have great ambitions, very good, then I will give you a chance to become famous. If you guess what I want to say next, the words can be different, If you have the right idea, then you can take away this pretty good head from me, Zhu Lian. If I can't guess, I don't mind tearing off the head of an unknown person. Killing anyone is not killing, let alone an unknown person seeking his own death. I'll give you a stick of incense and don't wait until it's too late.

The young man's face was pale and he was sweating profusely. He wanted to escape but did not dare to. He stood motionless on the spot.

Zhu Lian shook his head, smiled and asked playfully, "Have you read a book, but not much?"

The young man nodded.

Zhu Lian asked in confusion, since he wanted to kill me so much and had tried so hard to hide his aura and hid here early, why didn't he even understand my collection of poems? You don’t understand even if you know yourself and the enemy?

The young man answered honestly, "I'm not interested in those things. I just want to learn martial arts from you, but I don't dare to come to you because everyone says that Zhu Lian has a weird personality and never accepts disciples. No one who dares to come to you to become a disciple has There is only one life for those who will end well. Of course I don't dare to bet on it.

Zhu Lian smiled and asked, "Are you from the Demon Cult?" When I punched Qingxian in the heart, I noticed something was wrong with your breathing. She seems to be the second-in-command of your demon sect. Is she your master or ancestor?

The young man nodded and said that Qingxiantian Ling'e was his master, and her apprentice, my master, was a selfish and timid waste. He couldn't and dared not teach others, for fear that I would turn around after learning my real skills. Just kill him. Of course, Master is right. As long as I survive today, he will be the first one I want to kill.

The old man suddenly realized and murmured to himself, Tian Ling'e, it turns out her name is this. He only remembers her nickname and can't always remember her name.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the goose feathers are covered in layers on the road, and the sky and the earth are white.

The young man's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't guess that sentence."

Damn Zhu Lian, crazy Wu, what do you want me to guess? !

Zhu Lian smiled and said, the time has come.

The young man still stood where he was.

Zhu Lian asked why he didn't run away? Can you seek wealth and wealth despite danger, but not even a glimmer of hope?

The young man said in a deep voice: "Fuck me, you kill people, how can I run away?"

At this point, the young man who was determined to die wanted to leave his last words and tell this madman who was killing people what his name was.

The old man, who had never thought about putting his hands behind his back, didn't know whether it was because he was too seriously injured or because he was in a depressed mood. At this moment, he seemed a little stooped. The old man just raised his chin, and in the direction he pointed, there was a handful of Zhu Lian's fingers. The so-called magic weapon that twists off the tip of the knife is a good knife, and it is very famous in the world for cutting snow.

But the broken knife and the dead man were probably buried by the heavy snow.

The old man smiled and said, young man, don't be stunned. Your master's knife is okay and usable. Go pick it up. As long as you don't run away, you can gamble your life for the last time. Either I will kill you or you can help her. Take revenge and make a name for yourself.

The young man, whose head and shoulders were covered with a layer of snow, said he had not guessed the answer.

The implication is that you, Zhu Lian, will definitely kill people, but you are just looking for fun, but I don't want to die like a joke. If you want to kill, just kill, don't tease me.

Zhu Lian was Zhu Lian, even though he was seriously injured, but standing on the empty street, there was no snow on his body or around his feet just because of his aura.

The old man looked up at the snowy sky and smiled. There is no need to say the answer. You have already given the correct answer. I wish you good luck.

The young man asked, Zhu Lian! Why don't you ask me my name? !

The old man smiled and asked, "You bastard, are you worthy?"

The young warrior who was extremely angry ran forward with an arrow. His body was strong and strong. When he stepped on the snow with his toes, it was shaken and scattered. The young man touched the water several times and swept his body. He quickly found the place where the body and the knife were buried in the heavy snow. The master of the sword, Master Qingxian, was still holding the sword even after she died. The young man stepped down hard and broke the master's arm. Then he raised his toes, and the broken sword and the arm bounced up together. The young man lifted the arm. Pull it out, then crush all the five fingers of the old master, hold the knife with one hand, return the same way, run all the way, rush towards the back of the young man with blurred vision, he will raise the knife and drop it!

And the madman Wu really kept his promise. From the beginning to the end, he just stood there with his hands behind his back, making it clear that he wanted to let the young man cut off his head with the snow cutter in his hand.

The old man looked at the heavy snow in the sky, with a joking look on his face, and said meaningfully: "You can't tell where the law of heaven will come. No one will kill some famous people."

That year in the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, among the ruins of the battlefield, there was a young warrior who raised a head high in his hand. The young man said with a ferocious face: "The one who kills Zhu Lian is the Demon Cult Ding Ying!"

Tonight, Zhu Lian sat by the bonfire, took out two buckets of cakes bought from another shop in Qilong Lane from his sleeves, stacked them together, and began to chew them slowly.

In the small town, the pastries at the New Year’s shop in Qilong Lane, Huang Erniang’s wine shop, and Mao Da Niang’s steamed stuffed bun shop were all famous for being cheap and good-quality. But now the prices have skyrocketed. After all, there are no local people left. The next few, anyway, the scammers are all foreigners, coming and going, either gods from the mountain, or well-off literati and wealthy people and rich and powerful children. The price is probably low, but they are not happy.

After the change of dynasties, most of the Songlai Kingdom and a small part of the Northern Jin Kingdom were actually Zhu Lian's hometown.

Hometown is an answer sheet, and the further away from home, the more points will be deducted. Every miss is a written answer. For those who are rushing to take the exam, as the hometown of the examiner, they can only become more and more disappointed.

Zhu Lian sighed, but it was a pity that he didn't bring any wine with him when he went out.

At this moment, a colorful dress with fluttering sleeves seemed to come from a bright moon and fell from the sky. The embroidered shoes on the woman's feet did not fall to the ground, but stood in the air.

Thin but cool.

She said sternly: "Don't you know this is the forbidden area of ​​the mountain temple?"

The old man shrank his neck, did not turn his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I passed by by chance, no way of knowing."

She was hanging in the air. This beautiful mountain goddess had a glowing moon halo behind her, and two extremely long colored silks and satins were swaying in the wind.

She warned in a cold voice: "Since this is your first offender, I can forget about it and leave this place quickly. It won't happen again."

The old man gnawed on the plum and vegetable bucket cake, turned around and asked, "This Yunxia property has no owner for a long time. How come it has become your family's territory?"

Her eyes were cold and she said with anger: "Who on earth are you, and how did you know that this place is called Yunxiabieye?!"

The old man lamented and said vaguely: "You can't always believe what a beautiful woman says. You promised to recognize someone who turned into ashes, and now you are right in front of you, but you don't know the person opposite?"

She suddenly became energetic, stepped on the ground with both feet, cautiously, and said in a trembling voice: "You are..."

Just saying two words, she burst into tears. It seemed that she had used up all her energy and was no longer able to support the words that followed. She took a deep breath and turned her head. After a while, she turned her head again and looked at the old man. , she took a chance and changed her words. She tried to make her voice higher and her tone more calm, "Do you still remember who I am and what is my name?"

After Zhu Lian finished eating the bucket cake, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I never lie to anyone, especially when it comes to women. So I'm sorry, I really don't remember this girl's name."

Her expression was complicated, she seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, "It is indeed you, Zhu Lian, it is indeed you, Zhu Nanhua."

Yes, only he can say such cruel words, and only when he says them, can they be like words of love, both hurting and touching people's hearts.

In the past, there were so many outstanding women who did not believe in evil. When they heard about this man's deeds, they just thought it was ridiculous. Are they all nymphos? How could they be as if they were possessed by evil just by seeing this man?

As a result, those who had ridiculed them later, with almost no exception, became like ghosts hanging from a hanging beam with black hair as a rope, and their lives were empty and miserable.

She looked at the ruins, which were intact. This mountain goddess who occupied the surrounding landscape had never thought of rebuilding this "Yunxia Villa" because she was reluctant to part with it.

Although it is dilapidated now, it is still what it is. If I rely on vague memories to build and rebuild it on the original site, I am afraid that it will no longer be what it is, and it will never be what it is, and I will only be filled with disgust.

I remember that there were once several peach blossom trees next to the stream. Every year the flowers bloomed and fell, and a small pavilion was nestled among them. The stream under the pavilion rose and fell again in spring.

The old friend revisits this place and dare not think about the past in detail.

The old owner came here occasionally to relax and rest. The young man in white burned incense and ordered the woman to roll up a bamboo curtain. The room was full of joy, facing the peach blossoms outside the door.

She didn't give up and asked, "You really don't remember who I am?"

The face has changed, the eyes have changed, the demeanor has changed, everything has changed.

But for some reason, she decided that he was him, the heartless and heartless man back then.

Zhu Lian smiled and nodded, stretching out his hand to warm himself up by the fire, "Why are you lying to me? What fool likes to be scolded and beaten? I really don't remember."

She was stunned.

Just like in the middle of the Qiu Qi Lake, a Taoist temple was built on the island in the middle of the lake.

The outside world does not know the purpose of Hujun Palace Flower, but this Mountain Goddess, together with many heroines of the past, women from powerful families, and now all kinds of obscene gods and mountain ghosts, are all very aware of it.

The center of the lake is the heart, and the top of the mountain is the brow.

There is still a Luohuayuan in the Taoist temple in the mountains. It is the woman who is now nicknamed "Gonghua". She is thinking about it in her heart. She is waiting for someone in this Luohuayuan, and she will meet you again in the season of falling flowers.

It’s really hateful, extremely hateful!

She put away her thoughts, almost broke her silver teeth, widened her long eyes, said a few good words, and said with a fierce look on her face: "Begging for scolding and beating? It's easy to think...go to hell!"

Since you, Zhu Lian, dare to come back to life and have the nerve to return to the world, everyone will kill you. Only by killing you can I be satisfied and can relieve the hatred in my heart!

A ribbon was as fast as an arrow, and first it went straight to the shoulder of the rickety old man. Seeing that he didn't even bother to avoid it, did he really think that she wouldn't dare to kill him? The Mountain Goddess, who became increasingly embarrassed and resentful, changed the trajectory of the ribbon and hit the old man's head hard. With a bang, the old man flew out on the spot and fell against a broken wall, causing dust to fly in the air.

The old man covered in dirt sat at the base of the wall, brushing away the dust with his hands. He stood up slowly with a smile, shook his shoulders, and asked softly, "Are you cleared?"

She looked at the strange old man, wearing a pair of rustic cloth shoes.

She had mixed feelings, and for a moment she was so sad that she covered her face and cried.

The soft sobs seeped out from between her white fingers and drifted away in the wind, just like the snow-white paper money burned to ashes when crying at the grave.

Zhu Lang, why have you become like this?

In the past, your noble son was banished to the world as an immortal.

Zhu Lian, whose courtesy name was Nanhua, also called himself Changle, nicknamed Dianjianlang, and was assigned to the old master of Jianghu.

Born in a hairpin for generations, he is good at both literature, Taoism and martial arts. He is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and appreciating epigraphy and stone. The family owns a world-famous library, which is the tallest building in the capital. Just because of the whim of the eldest grandson, the old man, who was the prime minister of a country at the time and had the title of Grand Master when he was alive, actually changed its name to Yibailuolou. , and the children wrote the list and then hung the plaque high. Later, a study named "Autumn Eyes" was opened on the top floor of the library. At that time, countless wealthy women and rich women would look at it from a distance whenever there was light in the high-rise building.

He was once a young prodigy with talents and knowledge given by nature, and later he was a handsome young master, and then he was the pillar of the imperial court and the mainstay of a country. He led the army as a civil servant and saved the building from falling. Every time he returned home from the official office, or After returning from the battlefield on the frontier, there would often be maids carrying lanterns gradually ascending the library, until finally they were only dressed in white, standing alone on the railing.

He looked at the world, and they looked at him.

This person set up "Yu Yuyuan" in the suburbs of Beijing. Flowers bloom all year round. All kinds of precious flowers are famous. It is said that there are hundreds of flower farmers in the garden alone. They search for famous stones from all over the world and find any inscriptions by ancient people. Stones were purchased at great expense, but the owner wasted them all and piled them all into a rockery. However, every Double Ninth Festival, the giant garden is open to everyone, regardless of status, and everyone only needs to bring a branch of dogwood. Entering the garden, climbing up the rockery and drinking wine. It is said that every time after the Double Ninth Festival, when the banquet breaks up, countless sachets and embroidered shoes are left on the rockery.

He also personally built a "No More Sword Hall", also known as the "Coral Palace of the Land". This person likes to collect famous swords from all over the world and hide them here. The long swords that he once wore are now in the world and have evidence. There are five rumors that can be checked.

It is a pity that Zhu Lian died in the battle of Nanyuan Kingdom's capital.

Zhu Nanhua disappeared from the romantic world, and the world was lonely for a hundred years.

The woman was no longer a mountain goddess. She was so wronged that she squatted on the ground and cried loudly.

At some point, Zhu Lian, who was wearing cloth shoes, was already squatting beside her. He touched her head gently and said with a smile, "Xie Tao, you still love to cry so much."