MTL - Sword of Coming-Chapter 1030 The rivers and lakes meet and the road is hard

Outside the sky, the stars are splendid, and a Tianhe is boundless.

A small old man wearing a purple robe, sitting on top of a huge gourd that seemed to float in the galaxy, and beside him was an old scholar who twitched his beard and smiled, posing as if he was looking forward to it. He said in a deficient tone: "Brother Yu, you are now a great cultivator of the Fourteenth Realm. It is said that when you reach this realm, your external objects are all burdens. If friends and relatives come here to congratulate you later, those Congrats, why don't you help me collect it, brother?"

Yu Xuan had already joined the Dao here, and obtained a scroll of the dazzling river map of the flowing treasures.

The map shows the galaxy, and the river map is the star map. Since ancient times, only the moral sages have seen it, and they are lucky enough to see it.

Therefore, Yu Xuan's acquisition of this thing is definitely an unexpected joy. After all, it is the kind of legendary "God's destiny, a gift from the Dao".

Even Yu Xuan, who has never been poor in his whole life and does not blink his eyelids even when he sees an immortal soldier, still has a smile that cannot be concealed. Originally, Yu Xuan still laughed at himself, but after all, he never really achieved the realm of not being happy with things. , Fortunately, the old scholar left a sentence earlier, Brother Yu is indeed a person who has achieved Taoism, and I have long been overwhelmed with pride, and I can't smile from ear to ear.

The old man who held this scroll raised his arm and said with a hearty smile: "If it wasn't for Wensheng, how could you get this. If there are real Taoists who come here, all the gifts will belong to Wensheng."

As for the old scholar himself being a "legendary" fourteen realms, and the self-contradictory statement, Yu Xuan didn't bother to care about it.

Not to mention Wen Sheng's help this time, it would be equivalent to personally helping Yu Xuan to get together earlier here, but only to say that the old real person is holding a picture of the river, a congenital treasure, how can it be measured by the money of the gods?

The old Xiucai took out two pots of wine from his sleeves, which he did not know where they came from, threw a pot to Yu Xuan, drank a pot himself, and said with a face, "My brother is really poor now and can't open the pot, I laughed, I made my brother laugh. ."

Yu Xuan smiled and said, "A gentleman seeks Tao, not food."

The old Xiucai nodded vigorously: "It is very, very good, a gentleman is not worried about poverty."

After taking a sip of wine, the old Xiucai stretched his neck, looked over to the world, and quickly reminded: "Brother Yu, it seems that someone is coming, put it away, put away the river map quickly, so as not to be misunderstood that you are showing off your family. ."

Yu Xuan heard the words helplessly and said: "Wen Sheng, let's not hide the truth, the poor road can't do it for the time being, he can only carry it in his hand."

Yu Xuan, who had just successfully joined the Dao, was temporarily "unable to hold" this river map, and he couldn't even cast a blind eye on it.

You can't even make it into your sleeve, let alone refining it into a life object. In fact, Yu Xuan is destined to be unable to refine this river map, and can only keep it for you.

People are like a library, like a collection of books.

But even so, in the long years of cultivating in the future, Yu Xuan can repeatedly read and observe this picture anytime and anywhere, and the benefits of the Dao are extraordinary.

Together with Fu Lu, the old master can be said to be the ultimate and difficult attainment, and he can make further progress. It is precisely the difference of this one step that is the real difference between heaven and man.

For example, now, Yu Xuan just did a little extrapolation and calculation, and found that more than ten kinds of big symbols that used to belong to the attic in the sky can all be drawn with confidence.

The old Xiucai said, "Let me try it out."

Without hesitation, Yu Xuan threw the star map in his hand towards Wen Sheng.

The old scholar raised his sleeves and put a star map in his sleeves.

Yu Xuan was stunned.

The old scholar shrank his neck, held his sleeve with one hand, and immediately raised his butt, as if he was about to run away when he took the baby.

Yu Xuan was calm.

The old scholar sat down again angrily, and said with a face full of guilt: "Forgive me, forgive me, every time I drink too much, it's just like this, habit, it's purely habit."

The first human visitor can be described as rich and beautiful, with a willow branch attached to his waist.

It was Liu Qi who stayed at the sun-falling ferry in the wild world.

The old scholar laughed, it is not surprising that Liu Qi left his friend Cao Group and came here alone on this trip.

Need to know that this Liu Qi, formerly known as Liu Sanbian.

Obviously he came from an official family, so why did he take such a name? There is an undocumented gossip on the mountain in the later generations, saying that it was Zou Zi's eight characters and the name.

And this picture of the river where Yu Xuan is temporarily the master has appeared a few times in the long history of ten thousand years. There was once a master Taoist priest who was said to be the anonymous master of Huolong Zhenren. His Taoist name was "Baiyun", but he did not know his real name. I have seen the scene of the star map coming out of the river with my own eyes, and then leaked the secret to the monks in the world, leaving behind the mysterious and mysterious theory of "Three Changes of the Dragon Map" and two obscure schemas.

Liu Qi arrived in the shape of a rainbow, and when he saw Wen Sheng and Yu Xuan, he stopped, bowed and saluted, "I have seen Wen Sheng, congratulations to Yu Zhenren."

Yu Xuan got up and made a bow in return.

The old scholar jumped up and saluted.

Previously at the Confucian Temple, the old Xiucai, Su Zi, and the talented Liu Qi in front of him each asked for a copybook. What is the value? They are all readers, talking about money is vulgar!

Liu Qi once created Liu Jinjing, which is the "retaining people's realm" with mixed reputations. I don't know how many pretentious geniuses of Taoism have been delayed. Of course, it is a kind of self-mistake.

As recognized as one of the most underrated cultivators in the world, Liu Qi really made people look up to him after this battle.

On the sea where Yangzhi occupies an absolutely favorable location, Liu Qi was able to crush Yangzhi's water law with his magical powers, which made many Haoran cultivators fascinated.

Chen Qingliu, the man who killed the dragon, had been to the Gongde Forest in the previous discussion in the Confucian Temple, and took the initiative to visit the old scholar who had restored the Confucian Temple.

The preacher and mentor of Zheng Juzhong in Baidicheng couldn't stand the old Xiucai's persuasion. After a few drinks, he said a few sincere words.

According to Chen Qingliu, Yang Zhi, who was trying to escape back to the wilderness, would not have to bother the Confucian Temple to **** her to the Divine Continent of Middle-earth if he met him at sea instead of Liu Qi.

The implication is that as long as he uses his sword, Yang Zhi, one of the great demons of the old throne, will not be able to live.

Naturally, the old Xiucai would not think that the other party was bragging and not drafting, because what Chen Qingliu said was true and absolutely true.

Besides, this guy can be Zheng Juzhong's master, so what if he brags about it.

Who is not convinced, and has the ability to go to Baidi City to find Zheng Juzhong, saying that your master is bragging, I can't be angry...

Chen Qingliu seemed to ask casually at the time, did Liu Qi really use more than 300 spells?

The old scholar nodded. The outside world said there were three hundred and fifty-six types. It was not easy to determine the exact number here at the Confucian Temple. Anyway, it was less than four hundred.

Chen Qingliu said with a smile, still a bit capable.

Of course, the old scholar knew that Liu Qi would definitely enter the Fourteen Realms.

As for Su Zi, because there is Bai Ye, the Great Celestial Master Zhao Tianlai, and because of the pure Yang Lu Yan, whether or not he can enter the Fourteen Realms, there are two things to say.

In any case, that little girl named Chai Wu was able to climb to the sky in one step at Qingping Sword Sect, and directly enter the five realms from the retention realm. Liu Qigong was extremely powerful.

So the old Xiucai laughed in his heart: "It is better to be early than to be coincidental, and it is better to hit the sun when you choose a day. I also wish Mr. Liu a smooth journey here."

Liu Qi was stunned for a while, then bowed again and thanked him.

This trip is true.

So it didn't stay long.

The old Xiucai sat back on the gourd and continued to drink. He never received any congratulations from Liu Qi's side, so he had a little regret.

Then there was an old boatman holding a bamboo wormwood and leisurely rafting in the galaxy.

It was the eldest disciple who was regarded by Cao Rong and the others as a senior but was not recognized by Lu Chen, Gu Qingsong, whose name was Xiancha.

The Milky Way is splendid, and the boats and roads in the world are poor. Since ancient times, the only way to go to the Tianhe has been by Xiancha.

The old Xiucai hurriedly got up to greet him, strode out, went straight to the boat-punching boat, stepped on the bow of the boat, and said diligently: "Oh, isn't this Senior Xiancha, I haven't seen you for a long time, What's the matter? You don't look very energetic, what's the matter, and what great master has you learned about Taoism? Do you want my brother to help me and say a few words of justice?"

Gu Qingsong was a little confused for a while. In fact, he and the fourth-ranked Wen Sheng in the Confucian Temple had no interaction before today, and it seemed that they had never chatted for a while.

As soon as the old scholar became famous too quickly, he felt that he was born and became famous only a few years ago. In the blink of an eye, he went to the Confucian Temple to eat cold pork head meat. For Gu Qingsong, who has been traveling at sea all the year round,

In the blink of an eye, the old scholar soon went to Gongdelin to eat in prison. In the past, when Gu Qingsong heard about this, he only thought it was a few dishes with wine and food, but how could he listen to the tone of the old scholar, like that kind of reunion after a long absence? Could it be that he lost his memory? Missing something?

It's just that Gu Qingsong sneaked into Gongdelin last time, isn't it just to see Chen Ping'an, a veteran of Huacong who has a very unique view on love between men and women?

Moreover, at that meeting, he made a deal with the boy surnamed Chen. He taught Chen Ping'an a kind of escapism, and Chen Ping'an taught him the tricks and tricks, which are really good and useful!

The old Xiucai grabbed Gu Qingsong's hand and shook it vigorously, "I have heard the name for a long time, I have been fascinated for a long time, Fellow Daoist Xiancha, but he is a first-rate person with a temperament, I admire him."

Gu Qingsong figured it out, it is estimated that the boy Chen Pingan was on Wensheng's side and said a few sincere and fair words.

Therefore, the old boatman, who usually doesn't say good things easily, nodded and said: "Chen Pingan and I are barely like people, old scholar, you don't need to be so hypocritical, stop, say a few more words, you are wasting your saliva. If you don't say it, I'm going to get goosebumps, too."

After saying this, Gu Qingsong turned his head to look at Yu Xuan, and began to sacrifice a well-known natal supernatural power, "Old Yutou, dare to love is a **** luck again? To be honest, if you divide my luck in half, maybe Generally, I don't need it, I have already gone to the Qingming World Baiyujing to see the master."

Yu Xuan did not speak with a stern face.

The old man had suffered losses from Gu Qingsong before.

Gu Qingsong asked: "Why do you still put on a stinky face, such a big air, do you think you are in the fifteenth realm?"

The old scholar is eye-opening, the shadow of the famous tree of people is indeed a well-deserved reputation.

I have seen someone who can speak, but I have never seen a few who can speak like that.

It seems that Lu Chen has not accepted Xiancha Daoist friend as a disciple.

Yu Xuan laughed.

Gu Qingsong said angrily: "A young 14th realm who has lived for thousands of years, see what you can do, if I remember correctly, or if the Confucian Temple didn't deceive people back then, the old show only spent dozens of dollars. Years of kung fu, it has become the fourteenth realm, you look at the old scholar, you are meeting me for the first time tonight, have you set up with me?"

Yu Xuan rubbed his brows and said helplessly, "I'm afraid of you."

Lao Zhouzi and Lao Xiu Cai said goodbye, turned the bow of the boat, and snorted hard, "I came to congratulate you with good intentions, but it turns out that the eyes are on the skull, it's bad, it's not a thing."

Yu Xuan smiled bitterly, and did not dare to scold back.

The old scholar looked at his nose, nose and heart, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Gu Qingsong suddenly turned his head and said: "Old Xiucai, you are a good person. Compared with someone, the positions of the two of you have to be reversed. This can be regarded as a real world, if there is no such friend as someone. , it's even better. Come back to me, the two of us have a good drink and don't get drunk, maybe it's my wedding wine. "

The old Xiucai said quickly: "It's easy to talk, it must be done."

After Gu Qingsong punted the boat back to the world, he went straight to the Osmanthus Island ferry.

The old Xiucai returned to Yu Xuan and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, have you provoked fellow Daoist Xiancha before?"

Yu Xuan said with a sullen face: "The problem is that Pindao, until now, doesn't know why this guy blocked the door and cursed people."

The old Xiucai asked curiously, "What did I scold you for?"

Yu Xuan said: "Generally speaking, it is to scold the poor road for not being upright and the lower beam crooked."

The old Xiucai smiled and said, "Who let Brother Yu have so many disciples, disciples and grandchildren, and being scolded by fellow Taoist Xiancha, I really feel guilty for a while."

Yu Xuanzhe sighed.

The third person to congratulate was the sage of Zhaoling, and the world-renowned old master Xu. Although the old man was not among the sages in the Confucian Temple, nor in the context of Confucian Taoism, the old master Xu was a scholar with great merit. Similar to the old man who sits in the imitation Baiyujing in Aquarius today, they are all real hermits.

After Master Xu and Yu Xuan had finished their polite greetings, the old scholar finally had the opportunity to speak, gave a thumbs up, and said solemnly: "Master Xu, you don't know something, my closed disciple, every time I mention you, my admiration is beyond words. ,it is this!"

Old Master Xu smiled indifferently and said: "Wen Sheng can call me by my name, and I can't be praised by Chen Yinguan."

The old Xiucai sighed and complained in his eyes: "What is Chen Yinguan, if you see it outside, if we are brothers of the same generation, you can treat Chen Ping'an as your own junior. If you meet him later, you can just call your nephew."

As soon as these words came out, Master Xu did not know how to answer.

Wen Sheng's temper and guarding against his shortcomings are well known in the world. If you are polite to him, he will not be polite to you.

Then there is the current mountain chief of Tongyezhou Dafu Academy, Cheng Longzhou, who was born in Wannian Laojiao.

Used to be a frequent visitor.

Naturally, they talked about the excavation of Dadu in Tongyezhou.

The old Xiucai was full of joy, "If you want to talk about rhetoric and feats, as a closed-door disciple, I don't talk much, but do more."

Cheng Longzhou smiled and said, "It is admirable that Chen Yinguan fills the gap in Tongyezhou."

The old Xiucai was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Wherever you are, do your part and do not let the teacher. Youth is better than blue."

After that, there was Wei She, a genius monk who was once considered to be his possessions in the Fourteenth Realm.

After the master of the seventy-two peaks left, great monks came here one after another to congratulate him.

There are also several Daoist Ascension Realms in the Qingming World.

The last person to congratulate was the monk Shenqing nicknamed Chicken Soup Monk.

"Great monk, in our hearts, there is a right and a wrong first, and there must be a right or a wrong. Right?"

"right."

Luopao Mountain, a cliffside stone table outside the bamboo building.

The bright moon is in the sky, like a big jade plate of a rich family.

A girl in a pink skirt, and a little girl in black wrapped in cotton slung across the body, admired the moon together, and they chatted in whispers that seemed to be endless.

Tonight's broken mouth snacks are not cakes and melon seeds, but branches of azalea petals, all of which are the spoils of the right guardian of the mountain alone tonight.

The stone bench beside the table is not short, the warm tree can touch the bottom with both feet, and the little girl who is a little short will have her boots hanging in the air when sitting.

Millet suddenly lay on the table, and asked Nuanshu sister to stretch out her hand. Nuanshu didn't know what to do, so she still stretched out her palm. Millet raised her palm, let out a sigh of relief, shook her fist a few times, and finally patted it on Nuanshu. In Sister Shu's hand, she said solemnly: "Pei Qian said that those top experts who fly over the eaves and walls can easily pass on one or a hundred years of internal strength to others. On my side, I am not good at learning martial arts, but! This hand of mine is immortal. , Sister Nuanshu, give it to you, put it away!"

Nuanshu was still confused, still clenched his fists, and smiled softly: "I got it."

The little girl nodded, put her arms around her chest, turned her body sideways, faced the cliff, swayed her legs, and knocked on the stone bench with her heels again and again, angrily said: "Actually, it was originally intended to give Pei Qian, she has been so long If you don't go home, it's my fault."

Having said this, Xiaomi Mi Li turned his head and explained: "Because Pei Qian has only been to school for a few days, and he likes to skip class early in the morning, unlike Sister Nuanshu, you read every day, I don't need this, I will rub it from the copybook. Here comes the fairy spirit."

It turned out that the good man Mountain Master was on the table last time, and in front of the millet grains, the two fonts of Su Zi and Liu Qi were spread out. Naturally, they are undoubtedly authentic.

After all, it was his husband who personally begged them to ask for it. If it could be fake, there would be no real thing in the world.

At that time, Millet reached out and touched the two copybooks, thinking that he must have some fairy spirit.

When it was late at night, one woke up in the morning to clean the courtyard, and the other wanted to patrol the mountains, so they returned to their residence together.

Before they left the stone table, they found that the first floor of the bamboo building was still lit, and the good man was still reading a book. Nuanshu raised his finger to his mouth, and Xiaomi nodded vigorously, knowing.

Nuanshu first sent the millet to the gate of the courtyard, and said goodbye to Sister Nuanshu. Millet did not move in a hurry. When Sister Nuanshu was far away, she approached the door and squatted with her knees, as if she was stuck. With a horse-step, his hands sank into his dantian, he slowly handed out a palm, and pressed his palm against the gate. When the door opened, the little girl in black retracted her palm, straightened her waist again and stood still, strode across the threshold, very satisfied, and nodded, according to what Pei Qian said from the novels of the romance of the martial arts, why did this palm of hers come about? All have to have thirty years of strength.

Right Hufa does not lock the door when he goes home, and never locks the door when he goes out. The door locks are all pretentious. In the past, it was convenient for Pei Qian to visit the door, but later it became a habit.

When Xiaomi arrived at her residence, the room she lived in was also a study. She shook her head and walked to the desk, lit the oil lamp, and sat down on the chair. Oh, her feet stomped on the ground!

The tables and stools in the house are all made by the old cook, so they look small.

There are not many books on the table, they are neatly stacked together. Most of them were seen by Pei Qian when he was a child, and then they were given to Xiao Mi.

Millet tilted her head, took off her beloved cotton satchel that was inseparable every day, placed it on the table, patted the satchel lightly, and said with a grin, "Luxurious!"

Dali Old Beiyue Territory, Longquan Jianzong, and Youyi Peak.

Liu Xianyang is in retreat.

Said to be a retreat, in fact, closed the door to sleep, but it was not the kind of dozing in the past.

Credit Yue, who goes by the pseudonym Yu Qianyue, knew very well that Liu Xianyang's retreat this time was unusual and the seriousness of the stakes, so she simply stayed outside Liu Xianyang's house, never leaving her.

Anyway, with her Dao roots and realm cultivation base, she didn't feel tired even if she didn't sleep for a year and a half.

The young man named Li Shenyuan finally chose Xu Xiaoqiao as his teacher and practiced at Zhuhaifeng.

Liu Xianyang said earlier that after exiting the customs, he had to go to Hongzhou. In addition to the place where the ancient Shu sword immortals co-existed and left the land of immortal shedding, Hongzhou Yuzhang County, where giant trees were produced, also left some biography. The ancient tradition of entertaining gods and offering sacrifices.

Shengyue heard footsteps, she turned her head, a timid man hiked up the mountain, came to this Yuyi Peak, saw the round-faced girl who wore cotton-padded clothes all year round, nodded, on Yu Qianyue's side, was called by Liu Xianyang The man who was the blacksmith Ruan still had a smile on his face.

Ruan Qiong put his hands together and walked very lightly. When he got here, he just asked in his heart, "He is retreating?"

Shengyue nodded and explained: "This time is different from before, it may be more dangerous."

Ruan Qiong also nodded, if it wasn't for this, he would not have made such a trip to Yuyi Peak, but the man still said in a tone that seemed to be understated: "Xianyang is a person who can't be idle, and there will be a spare girl in the future. Be patient."

Shengyue remembered the conversation Liu Xianyang had before the retreat, she blushed slightly, and she was a little embarrassed, but she was not the kind of cowardly woman, and said, "Mr. Ruan, if I really become a Taoist partner with Liu Xianyang, I will Won't it cause unnecessary trouble for Longquan Sword Sect?"

Ruan Qiong shook his head and said, "No."

Xinyue hummed softly.

Ruan Qiong glanced at the house, only came for a while, then turned and left, as if remembering something, but did not turn his head, still put his hands behind his back, but slowed down a little, and said, "If, I just said if, in the future What's wrong with this kid Xianyang? He has been reading for a few days, and he has a lot of crooked ideas. You can't quarrel with him, or if he is stubborn and wants to save face, he refuses to admit his mistakes and apologize to you, just tell me , I’m not the suzerain, and I’m still his master anyway, so it’s always okay to scold him a few words.”

Shengyue smiled brightly, "I remember."

In the impression of the credit month, Master Ruan didn't seem to have said so many words to anyone.

Ruan Qiong just quickened his pace, but before he took a few steps, he hesitated for a moment. The man stopped and said, "According to the custom in the town, there are usually two weddings, one in the man's hometown and one in the man's hometown. In the woman's house, so one banquet will be held in Huaihuang County, and the other, if Miss Yu doesn't dislike it, she will have a drink at our Longquan Jianzong side, and pick a random hill outside the Yuyi Peak, and drink it. After the wedding ceremony, the hilltop is Miss Yu's dojo, and it is a little bit of my elder's will. As for Liu Xianyang's best man, according to the rules, he will have two drinks with the groom's official, so he can help Xianyang to stop the wine. ."

When Shengyue heard this, she looked at the back who seemed to use a lot of energy to say these homely words, she was a little sad for no reason.

Shujian Lake, Sulin Island, Tian Hujun as the island owner, after the young cultivator who didn't know if he could be regarded as a junior brother left, she was still a little dazed and scared.

On the other side of Gongliu Island, Zhou Caizhen, a young female cultivator who was walking in the moonlight, learned that the seemingly genial looking young man in a Confucian shirt was the notorious Gu Can who was full of evil, especially when he used a very casual tone. , said the shocking words, the new accounts and the old accounts were calculated together, and the old Sect Master Liu was killed? Zhou Caizhen was even more frightened and turned pale. She intuitively told her that the other party was not joking, but the other party was reporting his identity, and the last sentence he said was exactly that, I was joking, don't take it seriously.

Gu Can sacrificed a talisman boat and left Gongliu Island by punting. As Gongliu Island where the True Realm Patriarch Hall is located, immortal Liu Laocheng and Baidicheng female cultivator Han Qiaose sat opposite each other.

It's just that the young woman at the door who claimed to need to work for Gu Can for a hundred years has disappeared, completely ignoring the prohibition of the formation arranged by Liu Laocheng himself, she appeared on Gu Can's talisman boat, looking at the man sitting cross-legged. The young man in the Confucian shirt at the bow said with a smile: "The sects in the vast world are more savvy than those in my hometown. I can't remember the messy institutions."

Gu Can asked, "My sister-in-law, won't you fight with Sect Master Liu if you disagree? Didn't you stay there to persuade you, what are you doing here?"

She smiled sweetly: "A fight? How to fight, where to fight?"

Gu Can said indifferently: "Effective, not funny jokes, if you can't tell them, don't tell them."

She pouted, this guy, in the end, is a little bit more obsessed with Han Qiao.

This wild female cultivator who calls herself Gu Can's maid, is called "Chunxiao". Now that the pseudonym is efficacious, Gu Can helped to take it not long ago, and she is very satisfied.

In the wild world, her name is Ziwu Meng. Of course, it is also a pseudonym. The last person to help with the name was Wen Hai Zhoumi.

She moved from the stern to the bow and sat beside Gu Can with her head tilted to his shoulder. After a while, she felt bored, who had quietly performed a secret technique, so she sat upright again and glanced at Gu Can's crotch. , She was full of slander, she was hard-hearted, she didn't have the slightest **** thoughts.

She was in the secret territory of Liu Laocheng's dojo on Gongliu Island. She was a common maid's costume in the wealthy portals of the wealthy and noble at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, she has become a woman's crown costume, which is full of beauty.

Luo Xiu is light and thin, fluttering like a blue cloud. The waist is slender, and the eyes are full of amorous feelings.

She asked, "Gu Can, how did you do it?"

Gu Can said: "The phoenix is ​​upside down in the embroidery, the love of the quilt and pillow, the joy of the fish and the water, and the utmost care, and so on. When you are in such a charming situation, all you need to do is to observe the white bones. Cut three corpses, chase five ghosts, subdue six desires and seven emotions."

She leaned back, "It's boring to follow you."

It's not as good as that eloquent real monarch, anyway, when the other party sees her, he still needs to stabilize his mind a little, and then nag a few words of hypocrisy, like a seven-foot body, wearing the sky and walking on the ground, not yielding to the death .

As one of the heavenly cultivators carefully selected by Zhou Mi, in fact, her true face on the mountain is a garb with a mask and a piano bag, and almost no one has seen her true face.

The various faces at the moment are naturally transformed by her after taking off the mask, and it is different from ordinary blindfolding methods. As long as she is willing, the appearance, figure, dress and demeanor that the world sees in the eyes of the world is the direction of their hearts. Thinking people. The shape is similar and the spirit is similar, which can be almost real.

Therefore, in the wild world, Jiang Shangzhen first saw this female cultivator who didn't know whether it was an aunt or a sister. The first impression was that she was well-born and had a superb figure, which was really round and smooth.

It's just that she was in Xiaotiandi at the time, and the manifested Daoist atmosphere was extremely infiltrating, and even Jiang Shangzhen, a daring thing, seemed to be poured a basin of cold water.

It turned out that behind Ziwumeng, the bodies of countless hanged ghosts were hanging in the air. One of her natal objects is a fan, painting thousands of ladies, all of them are lifelike, their faces are eloquent, they murmur in the picture scroll, but unfortunately they are all beautiful faces and bones. As a sword cultivator's Meridian Dream, Guqin is the flying sword "Jing Guan", and one of the magical powers of this flying sword is to weave a dream. And let the long river of time within a certain range, or an indefinite river come to a standstill.

Previously in Baidi City, Han Qose felt unhappy when she saw her.

The reason is very simple, but this little girl looks too good-looking!

But don't let Gu Can indulge in the love of men and women. To say that this girl and Gu Can are half-way partners, Han Qiao doesn't care much. Like Gu Can, if there is no group of Yingyingyanyan around. It's just that he was wronged.

She couldn't stand Gu Can's refusal to talk, so she found a topic, "This True Realm sect is just the next sect of Tongyezhou Yuguizong, do you know how many institutions there are? There are more than 20, Zu Shitang Zhang Under the monk Lu, there are seven or eight, and there seem to be ten small ones under the hands of the ancestor who manages the money... Yamen? I just don't understand. What's the difference? And the treasure house bureau of the Department of Support and the Department of Operation, don't they all manage such a little fairy money, so they have to be split up?"

Gu Can turned a deaf ear, just closed his eyes, breathed slowly, and silently studied a water method.

The female cultivator lying on the bow raised her legs, shook one leg gently, and asked casually, "Revisiting the old place, what do you think?"

Gu Can looked calm, smiled and said, "It's hard to drink alcohol."

Ziwumeng twitched the corners of his mouth, "Finally, are you willing to be dumb?"

Gu Can continued: "Just talking about the Bureau of Economic Affairs and the Department of Rites, similar to the yamen on the mountain, it's actually very simple. For example, one can decide how many chairs to put in the ancestral hall, and the other can decide who is eligible to sit on it. Of course. , the Ritual System Department will also be in charge of the golden and jade genealogy of a Xianfu sect, so the monks who work here are American officials, and they are a bit more expensive than the monks in the Economic System Bureau."

Ziwu Meng suddenly realized, "So, I understand, it's interesting."

Gu Can smiled indifferently and said: "A mountain, whether it is Zongzi or a small sect like the Wudao School, if there are more people and more people, and there are fewer people, there are few people. I am afraid that the organization will be bloated, and there will be many redundant staff, and I will be more afraid of people. There are too many, one by one, they are full, and they have to find something to do. It seems that this is worthy of the title and status, which is very troublesome."

Ziwu Meng is not very interested in these things. In the wild world, she has always been alone. The throne demon Yangzhi and Fei Fei have recruited her one after another, but because she has that amulet on her body, even if Ziwu Meng is on her body. After stealing the Wuding River and refining it, Yang Zhi and Fei Fei both pinched their noses and recognized it. They were worried that this move was secretly instigated by Wen Hai Zhou Mi.

She turned around, held her cheek with one hand, and poked Gu Can's arm with her finger, "Tell me, why do you want to fight Cao Ci, knowing that you will lose, what are you planning? Besides, you What does a Qi trainer compete with a pure martial artist?"

In fact, Ziwu Meng knows very little about this "master", except that he is the junior disciple of the fellow traveler Fu Yu and the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidicheng. As for Gu Can's hometown, at most it is based on Han Qiaose and Liu. The content of Lao Cheng’s conversation shows that Gu Can practiced here for a few years when he was young. During this period, he seemed to be worshipping the chief of the True Realm Sect with the Taoist name True Monarch Jiejiang. Other than that, she doesn't know anything about it. Even when Gu Can went to see a shabby Jindan female cultivator before, she was not willing to take her with her. She just left her beside Han Qose to persuade her to fight? How to persuade, although she

Of course, it is a genuine Jade Pure Realm sword cultivator, but Han Qose and Liu Laocheng, the two immortal realms, are not ordinary things that once died in her hands in their hometown. But she didn't think that she was the **** of the door in vain. It wasn't a waste of time. Not to mention that in Han Qiao's eyes, she was Gu Can without any suspense. In Liu Laocheng's eyes, there was also a woman who was copied by Ziwu's dream. , but the woman's description was vague and fleeting,

Gu Can said: "There's no reason, it's just not pleasing to the eyes of Cao Ci."

Ziwumeng pretended to be surprised: "I'm even more surprised, no matter how you look at Cao Ci, he is not an annoying guy, just like me, I would feel that being a Taoist partner with him is a high climb, to be honest, Cao Ci As long as I am willing, I will definitely propose a pillow seat. So, you won't be angry, will you?"

Gu Can finally opened her eyes and seemed to think that her statement was no nonsense.

Ziwu Meng suddenly looked ashamed and angry, "Gu Can, are you still a man?!"

Gu Can just stared straight ahead, expressionless, with his hands folded on his stomach, the wind blowing on his face, a young man in a Confucian shirt with a black jade hairpin on his head, his hair on the temples fluttered slightly, which made Gu Can more and more floating, said: : "The ugly words are ahead, at least for a hundred years, don't like me. After a hundred years, pay off the debt, and you and I can go our separate ways."

Ziwu Meng instantly restrained her attitude, sighed, her eyes became resentful, and her face changed accordingly, like a girl who is extremely beautiful, extremely weak, but full of love.

After that, it was probably because of her mood changes. In just a few blinks of an eye, she had seven or eight different looks and expressions, but in the end she returned to her previous female crown appearance, sighed faintly, and said in a gentle voice: "Gu Can, you It seems that you are only in your early thirties, I really don’t know how you cultivated the Dao Heart.”

Gu Can said, "You don't get drunk if you drink bitter wine."

She was silent for a long time and asked, "Who are you going to see now?"

Gu Can stood up and said, "Go to Oriole Island, and meet a senior with the Taoist name 'Zaiyang', who practiced fire art. My previous master was a deadly enemy for many years. Now he is a genealogy cultivator of the True Realm Sect, living in Gongliu Island. The kind that has seats in the Ancestral Hall."

She asked, "Senior? What realm?"

Gu Can said, "Yuan Ying."

She laughed dumbly.

When I came to an island, the surrounding scene, the smoke and waves were vague, and the weather was sparse.

Suspected to be the narcissus grooming place, the center of a Luo Qingdai mirror.

Gu Can put away the talisman boat, and at the same time removed the blindfold, showed her figure, and then took Ziwumeng to shrink the ground in one step, and went straight to a high-rise building.

Zhong Su, the island owner of Oriole Island, noticed the two strange breaths, and had already walked out of the top floor, leaning on the railing, squinting silently, just overlooking the young man in the square.

His little junior brother likes this little **** very much, but Zhong Su has never looked down on this person, even today, it is still the case.

Otherwise, if any monk from Baidicheng came to Oriole Island, Zhongsu would be willing to take the initiative to welcome the guests.

The handsome and elegant scholar in green shirt, holding the junior salute, bowed towards the roof of the building: "Gu Can pays respects to Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Su sneered and said, "You are already in the Jade Purity Realm, and you are even more of an apprentice of Mr. Zheng in Baidicheng. I am just a Nascent Soul with a rotten skin. On the way of cultivation, the one who succeeds is the first, and I can't afford it."

Gu Can always raised her head and said with a smile, "On the road of cultivating one's heart, Gu Can is always a junior."

Zhong Su sneered and said, "Don't be so pretentious. It's easy to change your temperament. You Gu Can can deceive people in the world, but you can't deceive an old man like Shujianhu like me."

Gu Can smiled and said, "Mr. Zhong is still being polite. He probably wanted to say that a dog can't stop eating shit?"

Zhong Su nodded and said, "It's still a bit self-aware. It seems that you are able to enter the five realms, not all thanks to that Mr. Zheng."

Gu Can said, "The offense to visit tonight is to discuss something with Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Su frowned and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get out of here."

The female cultivator who looked like a maid beside Gu Can, raised her palm and yawned.

Are all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the world so daring and majestic?

Gu Can lowered his head, stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck, raised his head again, and said with a smile, "I beg Mr. Zhong to hear about that incident, and then order the expulsion."

I never thought that Zhong Su would turn around and walk into the house.

Gu Can smiled and turned to leave Oriole Island.

Ziwu Meng was shocked, "Just left?"

Gu Can asked back: "Otherwise?"

Ziwu Meng said, "Get rid of him."

Gu Can rarely joked, "It's not in your hometown. This habit of fighting and killing at every turn, I didn't open a coffin shop, you can change it later."

Ziwu Meng suddenly smiled, took Gu Can's arm, and asked softly, "Is it soft, how big is it?"

Gu Can dealt with it indifferently, without breaking free of her arm, and said, "To be honest, in my hometown, your kind of dirty talk is the level of a school boy."

Ziwu Meng shook off his arm and said angrily, "The elm knot that doesn't understand the style, the master who won't move his **** on the bed."

Gu Can smiled and said: ""

Ziwu Meng turned her head in surprise and looked at Gu Can, whose eyes and complexion were somewhat unfamiliar, as if she was in a better mood.

Do you remember your hometown?

The ferry was sailing across the lake, and the moonlight shone on the lake. Ziwu Meng asked, "Do you want to...draw a strong man?"

Gu Can nodded, "If Zhong Su can serve as the patriarch of my sect, it will be a good choice for both parties."

Now that he talked about that sect, Ziwu Meng asked, "Then do you think Liu Youzhou will agree to your invitation?"

Gu Can said, "Only a fool would agree."

Ziwu Meng smiled and said, "Then have you thought of the name of the sect?"

Since Gu Can said so, Liu Youzhou is most likely willing to serve as the deputy suzerain.

Gu Can nodded and said, "Think about it."

Ziwu Meng asked, "Let's hear it."

"You misunderstood me. Liu Youzhou is not a fool, so he won't agree. Unless I go to see him once, it is possible to dispel his doubts."

Gu Can said: "As for the name of the sect, the answer is far in the sky, and right in front of you."

Ziwu Meng understood it and called it Shujian Lake.

"Where are you going next?" she asked.

Gu Can smiled and said, "I'm going to a city on the shore, and I'll meet a friend who can't be considered a friend. He was a child at that time, and I often chatted with him."

She was really shocked this time, and she blurted out, "Gu Can, you have friends too?!"

Gu Can's face darkened and she said softly, "Of course I have it, but it means I don't have it anymore."

He fell back, making a pillow with his hands, and was dazed.

Thousands of clouds and water, a bright moon a day, a bright moon a day.

The young man sniffed.

In the Yanzhou Mansion of Dali, the source of a stream, under the eaves of the village school, Chen Ping'an, who was lying on a rattan chair, sat up with a fan in his hand.

The night was dark, and in Zhao Shuxia's field of vision, two people seemed to appear out of thin air, and they stepped out.

The Taoist said with a smile: "When the rivers and lakes meet again, there is alcohol, and when you meet an old friend, you don't drink flowers when you meet the moon. When will you wait?"

Looking at the young warrior, the Taoist patted the boy next to him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Zhao Shuxia, let me introduce him, his name is Ning Ji, and he is your little junior brother."

The central part of Aquarius, Hehuan Mountain, and Fanwan House.

The young Taoist began to betray the sword-carrying boy, even if you Chen Ping'an didn't do it yourself, and hit the guy with the nickname Wen Lang but his eyes were not right, anyway, let your closed disciple, let's girl Pei, beat that guy, so I can teach him Know what is pressing the situation and ask boxing, why you must read the almanac when you go out, and what is the sinister rivers and lakes.

It seems that Zhangjiao Lu has become ruthless, and even his own disciples and grandchildren are really pitiful.

Wen Shen had already noticed that Taoist priest, and from time to time he looked at himself, still the kind of sneaky out of the corner of his eyes, or a slightly provocative squinting.

Wen Shen didn't intend to bother with this cotton-robed Taoist priest, but just thought it was interesting, so he asked in his heart, "This Taoist priest, know me?"

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest looked at the thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he was a little shabby, he still looked like Zhou Zheng, but his temper was not ordinary. He replied directly, "I know your ancestors!"

How did Wen Shen know that the shabby Taoist priest in his eyes was a young monk in the eyes of the palace master, just as a land **** and a martial arts master, after being scolded like this, Wen Shen still smiled as usual, after all, he is the same as the lower five realms. He glanced at the young woman with the bun with the ball next to the boy behind the sword, retracted his gaze, and continued to ask, "Why, do you like this girl?"

The Taoist scolded loudly, "You **** with a crooked melon and a jujube, keep your eyes peeled, look at you..."

Wen Jing couldn't help laughing and laughing, is he a fool without roots?

The Taoist priest took a sip of wine, moistened his throat, and said doubtfully, "You won't reply, what are you doing?"

Wen carefully can be sure, is a real fool. I thought to myself that I should talk to such a fool again, I am a fool.

The Taoist priest continued to scold: "If the poor Taoist is your master's grandfather, Daoist I will be your grandfather's master."

Wen raised his brows carefully, and said with a smile: "Swear again, continue."

The Taoist priest shook his shoulders, his hippie smile began to be a demon, and he said cheaply: "Hey, no, how old are you, let the poor Dao scold you, just scold you, Ma Liuer, hurry up and let your grandfather come, Dao lord this When a master, he is willing to open his mouth and teach him a few words, if he drinks a few glasses of fine wine, the Daoye has a lot of it, even if he has exposed it in one stroke."

While Wen Jing felt absurd, he hesitated for a while, but still asked in his heart: "Palace Master, can this little Taoist priest with sharp eyes and eyes see his real realm?"

The master of Lingfei Palace, the ancestor of Xiangjun, had just received a decree from the master, and was talking to the old woman next to him that his master had personally promised to restore someone's genealogy status.

"Shen Yan, are you pretending to be the ancestral hall's rules?!"

Hearing Wen's careful questioning, Xiang Jun frowned slightly. It turned out that he used the term "little bald donkey", so he said to him first, and then answered the question, "There is no doubt about the lower five realms."

Wen Shen was a little confused, wondering why the palace lord wanted to go up the line to the point of being in the ancestral hall, didn't he just give the young Taoist a snarky evaluation?

He didn't bother to look into it, he smiled and looked at the Taoist priest, "Come out, let's make a gesture?"

The Taoist priest reached out and rolled up one of his sleeves, raised his arm, pressed his elbow against the wine table, shook his wrist, and began to ramble, "Come on, you ignorant little bastard, break your wrists with the Taoist master! Hurt and anger, whoever loses is who is the ancestor..."

Wen carefully thought for a moment that he had guessed a pile of **** on the soles of his shoes. According to a certain dialect, the guy in front of him was clearly a six.

Patriarch Xiangjun glanced at the young monk, and then looked at Wen carefully, what are you doing?

Chen Ping'an, who looked like a boy with a sword behind his back, didn't pay any attention to the conversation over there, although Zhangjiao Lu deliberately did it, so that Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian could hear it clearly.

Pei Qian ignored it because she was talking to her master about something.

"Master, there are several hilltops near Luopao Mountain. The gray mountain in the north is already our own vassal's hilltop. In addition, there are Tiandu Peak, Tiaoyu Mountain and Fuyaolu, which are all close neighbors."

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile, "Of course I know, why do you suddenly say this?"

Pei Qian scratched his head, as if a little embarrassed.

Chen Ping'an held back his smile and said, "Why, when I was a child, I had a personal grudge with those monks on the hilltops? Men and women?"

After all, he is his own founding disciple, and he only talks about revenge.

As for Xiaoheitan, when he grows up, it is estimated that he will not be able to compete with the Qi trainers on the neighboring hills.

Pei Qian said: "A few years ago, I went out to travel and saved some money, so I made my own decision and bought the Fuyaolu privately. It had a title deed, and I didn't say hello to the old cooks."

Chen Ping'an was a little strange, and said with a smile, "It's a good thing, what's so embarrassing about it."

A few of them, Pei Qian, save money, in fact, almost everyone in Luopaoshan knows, for example, she, Mili, Nuanshu, have their own money jars for a long time.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "How much money was spent, is the price expensive? In the future, I plan to use that place as my own martial arts venue. Do I need Master's help in building the mansion? No worse than an old cook."

"It's not expensive, the other party is very talkative and gave a very fair price."

Pei Qian scratched his head subconsciously again and whispered, "Master, I didn't intend to move there from the beginning."

Chen Ping'an was puzzled at this moment, and asked softly, "How do you say it?"

Pei Qian raised his head, looked at his master, and said with a grin: "Master, I just thought, I haven't given you a birthday present for many years, and I kept saving money when I was a child, but I didn't save much money at that time, and it seemed that I couldn't buy anything valuable. After learning boxing, going out to travel, earning some money, and returning home alone, I bought the Fuyao Lu. I thought that maybe on the fifth day of May next year, I could tell Master about it. The incident has been delayed until now, and most of this year, I will stay on Tongye Continent, busy with Dadu affairs, so I just took this opportunity to tell Master."

It's just that the girl at that time, thinking about next year, Master will probably return to Haoran World, but after a lot of next year, Master has not returned home.

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded vigorously, unable to hide his full smile, "Okay, Master is very happy just like the gift he received last time."

But Pei Qian lowered his head again, "I just thought, Master has not really had a place to be alone for so many years. When I think of this, I feel sad."

In Luopao Mountain, Master lives on the first floor of the Bamboo Building.

The second floor is where Master learns boxing.

No matter what others think, whether they think or not, Pei Qian knows that since Grandpa Cui left, Master is actually not feeling well.

It seems that Master has been working hard since he was fourteen years old when he first went out for a long journey. Many times, he was seriously thinking about others and taking care of others with all his heart.

Chen Pingan's eyes were gentle, and he reached out and rubbed her head, "That's it."