Chapter 1052: Borrowing Thousands of Mountains and Waters From the Lords (9)

Yangzhi suddenly asked from his heart: "Can you let me have a few words with that fellow Taoist?"

Chen Ping'an stopped, held up his bamboo hat, and seemed to be discussing something with someone.

After a while, there was a sound of camel bells in the distance. On the ancient yellow sand road, camel bells were lingering. Someone wearing a power fence and a blue robe led a white camel and came slowly.

The sun was high in the sky, baking the earth, and the light was distorted. The drinkers at the tables in the shop all shifted their gazes, whispered, held the camel's arm, exposed a white lotus root-like wrist, and began to guess about the woman. How old is he? I wonder what his appearance is like, whether he may be a relative of the wine-selling woman, how old he is, whether he is married...

But it was soon obscured by another strange scene. In the distance in the air, there were chariots passing over the hilltops, rushing towards the wine shop. The patrol formation was very large, with civil and military assistants, the goddess Gong'e, and a small number of people. Figure 20, looks like the patrol of the Eight Prefectures in those koan novels, holding the sword of Shangfang, sounding the gong to clear the way, and has a subordinate to carry the two cards of "Sure Mountains, Quiet Waters, and Avoid Strangers". The biggest difference is that one is on the ground. One is in heaven.

Chen Ping'an and Qing Tong who walked beside him nodded, then raised their eyes and saw a young man in the green oil truck with a yellow curtain. He was Fengyi Guiwei, his face was as white as jade, and he had a pair of pale golden eyes. He happened to be overlooking the wine shop, but After glancing at the two passers-by, he stopped paying attention and used the qi-gazing technique. They were just a fifth-level martial artist and a female cultivator in the cave realm. Such a pair of mountain Taoist monks were more than enough to become the guests of the mountain god Gong Xinzhou. It’s just that I really can’t get into my own eyes.

A large table of monsters and mountain ghosts were rowing in the wine shop. They stopped shouting and hurriedly got up to put on their clothes. They were anxious, so they randomly grabbed a piece of clothing nearby and put it on. In the end, the thin man hung up his loose clothes and the fat man wore tight clothes. It was such a funny scene, but time was running out, and they had no choice but to change back into their clothes. All of them suddenly had big heads. Who didn’t know that the prince was very particular about those vain etiquettes? I just asked him not to let this bullshit get him down. Things have been put on small shoes.

The local mountain god and the girl He Po had left the wine table and came outside the shop to greet their immediate boss.

As the two parties came in and out, they happened to pass by the man in a blue shirt and a hat and the "woman" wearing a power fence.

Qingtong walked to the wine table, did not take off the power fence, but just lifted a corner, glanced at Yangzhi, and said in a clear voice: "Fellow Taoist Yangzhi, just call me Qingtong."

The little trick Yang Zhi used to hide his eyes was useless to Qing Tong. In Tongyezhou, Qing Tong could actually see Yang Zhi's figure quite often. It was impossible not to envy Yang Zhi at that time. As the old master of Yiluohe, one of the great monsters of the Fourteen Thrones, he commands two military tents in the wilderness. His status is even higher than that of Fei Fei. It can be said that he has great power and a promising future.

"Sit anywhere."

Yangzhi pointed to the bench next to the table with the cattail fan in the book, and said with a smile: "As a prisoner, there is nothing to pay attention to in hospitality."

After Chen Pingan sat down again, Yang Zhi asked, "Did someone forget to pay for the drink."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's not like we haven't left yet, we just settled the old and new accounts together."

Yang Zhi just pretended that he didn't understand the implication, turned to look at Qing Tong, and gently shook the cattail leaf fan, "Over the Jianqi Great Wall, they say that if you do business with Lord Yin Guan, you will definitely make a profit without losing anything, and you will win big if you press hard, Qing Tong said Friendly eyes.”

Qing Tong sighed quietly and said honestly: "It's just a last resort. I'll have a boxing match with Master Yin Guan first, and then accept a sword challenge from Xiao Mo. If I don't show my interest anymore, Master Yin Guan will take that half of the seat." The Sword Qi Great Wall has been moved to Tongyezhou, what can I do?"

Yang Zhi smiled and said: "Wenjian? Xiaomo?"

Qing Tong thought of the guy who had regained his peak form in the Demon Suppressing Tower, and his face changed slightly, becoming more and more helpless, "You have already guessed the identity before, and now you are following Lord Yin Guan, and somehow you consider yourself a dead soldier, and you are The registered enshrinement in Luolu Mountain is at the Confucian Temple, and the pseudonym is unfamiliar, the Taoist name is 'Xizhu', and I usually like to call myself Xiaomo."

Yang Zhi stopped the cattail leaf fan and asked curiously: "How much better is this guy's swordsmanship compared to ten thousand years ago?"

Qing Tong smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't know how good his swordsmanship was at that time."

Yang Zhi nodded. At that time, the person who knew the best about Xiao Mo's swordsmanship was her. Apart from the handful of sword cultivators on the top of the mountain, Yang Zhi was probably the most qualified to make irresponsible remarks.

What if Xiao Mo, this group of ancient monsters who had been sleeping for ten thousand years, could wake up a few years earlier and take over the thrones of the Hall of Heroes one by one? Can you fight side by side with these fourteen old thrones like yourself?

So in the previous fight, the major barbaric military tents only needed to be pushed all the way. I don’t dare to say that they will definitely win the Middle-earth Divine Continent with profound foundation in the end, but first of all, Nan Posuo Continent will not be unable to attack for a long time, Chun Ru Maybe Chen Chun'an can also gain a good reputation? Secondly, Liuxia Continent to the north of Jinjia Continent will only be taken by the wind, and those on the wall in Aai Ai Continent will only fall with the wind, especially Aquarius Continent. No matter who is in charge of the world now, Yang Zhi can be sure of one thing When the war ends, it will only smash the mountains and rivers of the continent to pieces, resulting in the absence of Aquarius Continent in the world. Even if Su Zi and Liu Qi return to Haoran, it will still be in vain. Maybe besides Bai Ye, Fu Lu and Yu Xuan will also die in Fuyao Continent...

If you think about it, your escape route will not be blocked and you will be imprisoned here. You can only sell wine and read books to pass the time every day.

Qing Tong looked around and said, "It seems that the Confucian Temple has no landscape restrictions here?"

Yang Zhi hummed, "I had a gentleman's appointment with the young master. I can walk anywhere within a thousand miles. As long as I don't kill indiscriminately, there are no taboos. And I don't have to do anything for the Confucian Temple, like Prisoners like me may not be seen very often anymore.”

Qing Tong sincerely praised: "Young Master is still very generous."

When the two sides talked about the ceremonial saint, they still used to call him little master.

Yang Zhi laughed and said: "Our Mr. Bai Ze, even though he is very good, but compared to the young master, I always feel that he is still a little less interesting.

Qing Tong said tentatively: "Is it because Mr. Baize is not cruel enough?"

Yang Zhi thought for a while, "It's hard to say."

It sounds very much like the bitterness of two market aunts, talking about trivial things about their parents.

Chen Ping'an pays more attention to the driver's side, and just listens to the interesting things. Anyway, he won't feel strange, but the content of the conversation is a little bigger, otherwise it would be different from the early years of listening in the neighborhoods and iron lock wells in his hometown. The women who arrived were no different.

Yang Zhi glanced at the young hidden official with his hands in his sleeves, and joked with Qingtong: "Do you think you are in conflict with the sword cultivator?"

Qing Tong lamented, "Who says it's not the case? Just live with it."

Yang Zhi said with a smile: "It's better than the best, but it's better than the worst. It's better than me."

If I hadn't called Qingtong with Chen Pingan to talk about these things, it would be okay to say that my Taoist heart was stagnant. Once the conversation started, Yang Zhi would inevitably feel short of breath, and the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

There used to be many spies and dead warriors from the wild world stationed in the Sword Qi Great Wall, so Jiazi Zhang knew a lot of inside stories, and because of Ning Yao's relationship, for a young outsider who was not a swordsman originally, I just became more and more interested. I think back then, even the native sword cultivator Li Ji from the Jade Pur Realm in the Great Sword Qi Wall secretly defected to the wilderness. To be honest, if Li Ji was on the top of the city back then, instead of missing, he was hacked to death with one sword. Chen Ping'an, who had not been a hidden official for a long time, probably didn't have so many things to do later.

Maybe the general trend of the two worlds will undergo immeasurable changes.

Unfortunately, Lieji's flying sword, whose real name is "Burning Flower", was first blocked by Mi Yu with his sword, and then Chen Ping'an, who was wearing two robes, imprisoned "Burning Flower" for a moment with a sword-locking talisman. In the end, Lieji did not hesitate. Exploding a natal flying sword to pieces still only seriously injured Chen Ping'an. There was nothing we could do about it. A lot of things were a little off, even if it was ten thousand.

However, Mi Yu, who entered the upper five realms and then started to eat and wait for death, is indeed capable. He is indeed a swordsman who was nicknamed Mi Banyao when he was an Earth Immortal. At that time, he did not hesitate to use his sword at the top of the city. ", delaying a little precious time for the new Yin Guan, and then unsheathed his sword, and actually directly slashed the halberd, which was still a good friend, from the shoulder, causing the halberd's body to be split into two on the spot.

Even if the sword cultivators in the world are at a higher level than Miyu, they will definitely be a little sloppy and cannot be like Miyu... killing people with a sword does not require thinking.

Because of the incident at the top of the city, Yang Zhi was in Jiazi's tent at the time, watching the process together with the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain and Wen Haizhou.

At that time, Zhou Mi even said with a smile that it was a pity that Mi Yu had been trapped in a cocoon for many years. Otherwise, if this person had successfully broken through and entered the Ascension Realm by luck, there would have been an additional Dong Sangen on the Sword Qi Great Wall.

The Great Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain also specifically asked, can Mi Yu be recruited? The person who answered this question at that time was Sword Immortal Shou Chen, who said that without his brother Mi Hu, there would be a chance for Mi Yu to switch to the wilderness.

When Yang Zhi saw Chen Ping'an's smiling smile, she immediately noticed something was wrong. She suddenly became frightened and said sternly: "Can you steal my heart?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't forget where you are at this moment. Do you really think it is your own territory? The heartstrings of an Ascension Realm monk trembled slightly. The sound was as loud as thunder. Even if I covered my ears with my hands, I could still hear it. Yes. What do you want me to do?"

Yang Zhi glared at Qing Tong, who said with aggrieved face: "Sister Yang Zhi, we are familiar with each other, but don't forget that Yin Guan and I are in the same group."

Chen Pingan suppressed the awkwardness in his heart. Fortunately, this was not the first time. When he and Lu Tai traveled to Tongye Continent, he also had goosebumps. He just got used to it.

Yang Zhi said angrily: "Drinks are sold in bulk and you can take them on your own."

Chen Ping'an got up and went to the wine jar covered with wooden boards. He opened the lid and a bamboo wine ladle hung on the edge of the wine jar. He scooped two bowls of wine for himself and Qing Tong. He sat back at the wine table and asked with a smile. He said: "What's the origin? Why is it that it is as grand as the Five Mountains Mountain Monarch, but only has the sign of the Mountain God's Mansion?"

Yangzhi said: "My name is Mei He. He was once a tiger of a small country. However, things changed and the country changed his surname. During this time, he made a wrong bet, and the new emperor took revenge on him. He found a way to revoke the title of tiger and demoted him to a mountain god. , anyway, no one here cares about this set of red tape. Mei He is now in charge of this area of ​​thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but his knowledge is shallow, just a small golden elixir. Obviously, Mei He was not informed by the Confucian Temple, so he didn't know that I was being I am detained here, and I don’t know the true origin of this place. I only regard this volcano group as a useless land with weak spiritual energy, and regard me as a Dragon Gate monk playing in the world. It may be because of my practice of fire. That’s why I took root here and developed a golden elixir, probably because I wanted to collect some money for traveling and settlement expenses from me. In the past few years, he hinted to me twice, but I just pretended not to understand. I guess this time, it’s You’re going to give me an ultimatum.”

Yang Zhi didn't bother to take another look at Mei He, "According to what the guests said privately, this guy seems to have been an official during his lifetime, and his official position was not small. He was a bachelor, minister, president, and official, plus those posthumous titles. I have a lot of them on me, and I still can’t figure out the way inside. He speaks in a formal manner, so it’s very hard to chat with him.”

Chen Ping'an took a sip of his drink, nodded and said, "A scholar with half a bucket of water is not willing to talk properly."

Yang Zhi looks weird, does he like to scold himself so much?

The previous cruising car that was flying in the clouds deliberately slowed down after approaching the Shan Temple and the Hepo Temple near the liquor store, as if to let this bunch of idle drunkards prepare to pick up the car early.

The old mountain god is called Gong Xinzhou. According to the gold and jade genealogy issued by the Confucian Temple, his official rank is now from the seventh rank.

And the girl-looking He Po was named Ganzhou. She was in charge of the river near the wine shop and was named Chaoqiu. Like He Po and the Tugong, she was a subordinate at the bottom of the list of landscapes, even inferior to the county officials. City God.

The girl murmured: "I'm showing off again, it's annoying me to death."

The old mountain god quickly reminded: "The first level of the official high school is overwhelming. Do the math for yourself. How many levels are you higher than the two of us? When we meet Mr. Meishan later, you must not drag a man with you like you did last time. With a stinking face, the person in charge of the Meishan Lord’s Mansion, who came to my place for a drink last time and had a close relationship with me, secretly told me that the Audit Department of Qingyun Mansion has already had an opinion on you. Next year’s landscape evaluation, You’ll probably be at the bottom again.”

The girl said angrily: "What's wrong with being at the bottom? I don't want to get promoted and make a fortune. Even if I'm a low-class river woman, I don't have to be demoted. It's a drudgery that doesn't bring any profit at all, and the official purse is so dry that I can't even save a single dollar." Xiaoshu Qian, no one knows what I am like in Chaoqiu. The county god would laugh his head off. Even if the person named Mei dismissed me on the spot, Lao Gong, ask those delicate goddesses in Qingyun Mansion, Are they willing to come here and suffer the consequences? As long as anyone is willing to nod this way, I really won’t serve you anymore. Whoever wants to be a river woman can become a river woman. At worst, I will hang out with you, old Gong."

The old mountain god almost rolled his eyes when he heard this. Are you messing with me, old Gong? You are poor, and I have saved a little money by working hard to run the house. I can afford to serve you, my sister-in-law, with a big bowl of wine and a big meal of meat. What if one day you want to get married, you are not allowed to pay the dowry yourself? Gong Xinzhou could only continue to persuade him earnestly: "Believe me, it is always right to smile when you meet someone. No matter how young Chaoqiu is, he bows his head at home. He will not be angry behind closed doors."

The group of spirits who finally took the opportunity to change their clothes shrank and hid behind the mountain god and the river woman. They kept shaking their clothes vigorously to make the heavy smell of alcohol on their bodies lighten.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the plum crane is no longer a tiger, he is still a mountain god who founded the mansion. The mountain god temple built on Paoma Liang is so grand.

Every time the tigers parade, the earth shakes and the mountains shake. Look at Old Gong, who is standing in front now and rubbing his hands. He is also a mountain god. That shabby house is really not worthy of Master Mei to carry shoes or toilet. .

What's more, there are rumors that there are noses and eyes. It is said that Master Mei's Qingyun Mansion holds a birthday banquet every sixty years, and you can see several sword lights that scare the hell out of you every time.

Yang Zhi glanced at the young-looking Mei He and asked, "This guy has a jade plaque hanging on his waist. It has the four words 'Tianmo Cool Breeze' on it. What does it mean? Is it particular?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's nothing special. It's just a complaint about self-pity. It probably means that I have been exiled to the end of the world, far away from the temple. I am in the rivers and lakes. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so it is difficult to realize my ambitions. Probably. Are you considered a pretentious rich idler?"

Yang Zhi clicked his tongue and said in surprise: "You scholars are very accurate in your evaluation of others."

Chen Pingan asked: "He has never doubted that you might be an outsider who hides his realm?"

Yang Zhi asked in reply: "If it were you, in your hometown, if you met anyone selling wine at a stall on the roadside, you would think he was an earthly immortal?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Of course it will. It must be."

In my hometown, what are earth immortals?

Even if the so-called Earth Immortal was an Earth Immortal from ancient times, it would still be nothing in the Lizhu Cave.

It can even be said that the higher the realm, no matter what origin or background, the more cautious one needs to be.

I couldn't help but choked on my words for a moment.

Only then did he remember that the young hidden official in front of him, his hometown seemed to be the Lizhu Cave.

He was really used to seeing this person as a local sword cultivator from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

As for the Lizhu Cave Heaven, since it is regarded as the place to ascend to heaven by Zhou Mi, I think there is no shortage of miraculous and weird things.

The group of luxury cars slowly stopped on the ground. Gong Xinzhou pulled the sleeve of the girl next to him, walked forward quickly, bowed and said: "Gong Xinzhou, the little god of Torreya Mountain, and Chaoqiu River Po Ganzhou, pay their respects to Mr. Meifu."

The spirits behind him followed suit and bowed to Mr. Meifu, causing a scene of commotion.

"You all wait outside."

Mei He gave a decree to the officials of Shan Shen Mansion, stepped out, got off the green oil truck, landed on the ground, waved his sleeves, "No courtesy."

Seeing the wine seller at a table with three people and two unfamiliar faces, they were all still drinking wine without getting up to greet them. Although Mr. Fu was unhappy in his heart, he didn't show it on his face. These mud-legged people who came from Shanze Yexiu may have never read a few books in their lives. It is a matter of course that they don't understand etiquette, so why should they get angry.

Mei He walked into the wine shop, raised his hand to cover his nose, and frowned slightly. The old mountain god wiped the table with his sleeve. Just as Ganzhou was about to take a seat first, Gong Xinzhou quickly stretched out his foot and stepped on the girl's instep. The girl felt pain for a while. Had to continue standing.

Mei He didn't look directly at the spirits under his control, and said calmly: "Let's go drink somewhere else."

The three wine tables in the wine shop were finally filled with customers for the first time. As a result, the drunkards quickly fled the wine shop as if they had been given amnesty.

Mei He had some official talk with Gong Xinzhou and Gan Zhou, then turned to look at the wine-selling woman and asked with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Jing Xing, I have never thought of finding a dojo with better aura here. Open a mansion?"

The famous mountains and rivers in the world, the beautiful places full of spiritual energy, are half occupied by sects and immortal mansions, another 20% are occupied by temples and Taoist temples, and another 20% are occupied by the gods of mountains and rivers. This is why there is a saying that a small amount of money cannot buy a small cave. It's not easy for casual cultivators who have no reputation to find a good place that can be called a dojo.

In Mei He's opinion, this woman of unknown origin is just a wild cultivator who hopes to form elixirs here. If she has this intention, then Mei He brought a map with him on this trip and helped Zhu Pi circle it. There are several places for her to choose from. I have already given her a lot of face. As a Qi practitioner in the Dragon Gate realm who has not yet formed an elixir, but I am a dignified master, equivalent to a golden elixir earthly immortal, sitting in the mountains and rivers, then as long as the opponent is not a sword cultivator, he is a dragon. Plate it!

Seeing that the woman smiled but said nothing, Mei He took out a porcelain bottle, unscrewed the lid, and felt the fragrance of flowers. After sniffing it, he asked with a smile: "Who are these two?"

Yang Zhi then said: "They are two of my friends from the mountain. One is named Chen and the other is named Qingtong. Neither of them are locals."

Chen Ping'an smiled and shook his head: "We are not friends, we are here to collect debts."

Yang Zhi's expression remained as usual, but in his heart he regretted that this guy had killed Li Zhen and stood alone in the battlefield, holding a sword with the tip of the sword pointed at their old thrones. At that time, he had not casually stretched out a finger to crush him to death.

At this moment, Yang Zhi has deliberately concealed his own mood. Naturally, Chen Ping'an can no longer hear the so-called "heartstrings vibrating like thunder".

"This Jing Xing, despite her simple dress, actually has a rich family, if Mei Shanjun is willing."

Chen Ping'an raised a palm and shook it at his neck. "After the matter is completed, we can split the balance 50-50."

The girl He Po opened her mouth wide.

Why is this foreigner so fierce?

Can this kind of murderous and swindling business be said to be so upright?

The old mountain god is like a clay sculpture and a wood sculpture, and he is complaining in his heart. I will not be killed and silenced, right?

Mei He glanced at the man in green shirt who spoke incoherently, and smiled. For the sake of being called "Mei Shanjun", he doesn't know as much as you.

Mei He was too lazy to continue talking in circles with the woman and went straight to the point without giving her a chance to act stupid. "Fellow Taoist Jingxing, if I remember correctly, the formation of elixirs will consume a lot of luck." .”

Yangzhi said: "Elixir-forming? Is there an earthly immortal with two golden elixirs in the world?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an would immediately follow up with a very destructive statement, "It's true."

Yang Zhi didn't mind Chen Pingan's words, but asked curiously: "Who is it?"

This is even rarer than a sword cultivator possessing three or four natal flying swords at the same time.

Over there at the Confucian Temple, the natal characters of Confucian sages. Some immortal Taoist priests in Bai Yujing are protected by gods. There is also an invincible body of the Buddhist Arhat...

But Yangzhi has never heard of any Qi practitioner who can possess two golden elixirs.

Qing Tong hesitated to speak, but he couldn't reveal the secret, so he mumbled, "It is true."

Mei He looked displeased. This mother-in-law was so disrespectful, so don't blame her for teaching her how to be a guest after returning to Shan Shen Mansion.

But just leaving like this would inevitably lead to loss of face, so Mei He asked Gong Xinzhou, "I saw you in the wine shop earlier, looking through a book."

This gentleman of the government is obviously used to half-sentences, and the second half is left to guessing.

Gong Xinzhou quickly took out a brand-new book of printed manuals that still smelled of ink from his sleeve, handed it to Mei He with both hands, and said with a flattering smile: "It's a new printed book of printed manuals. The little god has nothing to do, so he just flipped through it casually."

The reason why the name of the seal was not reported was mainly because he couldn't stand the pronunciation of a certain character. The old mountain god who was born in the army was afraid of making a fool of himself.

Mei He took it in his hand, glanced at the preface a few times, and then flipped through a few pages, "This Jian Sword Immortal Seal Book, plus the previous Hundred Sword Immortal Seal Book, is just a patchwork thing. In the eyes of true scholars, it is ridiculous to be generous. The two seals together with those seals, that is, the Great Sword Qi Great Wall, can be sold. If it is left to our side, oh, if we ignore the special identity of the person who made the seal, it will only Sales are worrying.”

The girl He Po glanced at the old mountain god. The pronunciation of the word "皕" seems to be different from what you said.

As for the content of the seal itself, Ganzhou was not interested. The work of a scholar was tiring to the eyes but tiring to the heart.

The old mountain god explained to her in his heart: "Actually, it's a polyphonic character, so I didn't pronounce it wrong."

Mei He flipped through a few more pages of seals, "Let's just talk about this seal. How could the word 'mountain and river' be carved in such fragments? And let's talk about this seal. The word 'hero' made the mistake of losing its delicateness and charm. It's obvious. This Lord Yin Guan spends all his time on practicing martial arts and practicing swordsmanship. He doesn’t expend much energy on calligraphy, but it’s understandable because he is a swordsman after all.”

In the preface of this seal book, there is a highly praised saying, "A hundred pages of two pages of Guanghaivine, shelved in a high cabinet, like a solitary monk."

Mei He shook his head, threw the seal book on the table, lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of flowers in the bottle.

"He's just a layman who knows everything about gold and stone."

"Haha, you are young and your reputation is exaggerated."

Yang Zhi glanced at the loud-tongued Mr. Mei Fu, and then at the smiling Chen Ping'an next to him. He thought it was so interesting that he would never have guessed that the real master was sitting here.

Just like a talisman painter, in front of Yu Xuan, he finds out the flaws in Yu Xuan's attainments. This is wrong and that is wrong.

A Qi practitioner who practices fire magic said that your Fire Dragon Master Thunder Technique is quite good, but unfortunately, your fire magic is a bit inferior after all?

"The more than twenty square seals on this pink roll are really not of a high standard. It can be seen that this young hidden official has a groove in his chest, but the depth is extremely small."

"What kind of black hair is like clouds, white teeth, bright eyes, green temples and waist, etc. It's really vulgar and unsightly. It's a shame that Lord Yin Guan was able to get this pen and knife back then. I don't like it." Yes, Lord Yin Guan’s academic ability is very average.”

Yang Zhi was obviously a bit gloating about his misfortune. He had never thought that Mr. Mei Fu was so pleasing to his eyes and his words were so pleasing to the ear.

Chen Ping'an held up the wine bowl, glanced at the pages of the seal book, and said, "The seal book of Jian Jianxian should not have these seals that specifically describe a woman's appearance."

Gong Xinzhou immediately became unhappy, "Do you know all this?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "At least the first printed version of the printed book definitely does not have these contents. If I remember correctly, there does not seem to be any fancy layouts such as 'fat powder roll' and 'drinking roll'."

Gong Xinzhou sneered, "How rare is this first printed copy of the genealogy? Have you ever seen it with your own eyes? Young people are bragging, so they have to make a draft anyway."

While the old mountain god was speaking rudely, he secretly winked at the man in green shirt, saying, "Don't get into a fight of emotions when you are out."

Why are you, a foreigner, so ignorant and unaware of words and expressions? Why didn't you see that Meishanjun's expression had changed?

Yang Zhi shook the cattail leaf fan and said with a smile: "Mr. Meifu, I will personally come to Qingyun Mansion to discuss with you later about spending money to buy that dojo. Forget it for now, there are guests here."

She was worried that Mei He would be hacked to death if he disagreed with her.

Although Mei He wondered why the other party changed his mind, he didn't think much about it. He got up and left, boarded the Qingyou truck, and headed back home like a cloud.

Gong Xinzhou took the girl He Po to see him off. He waited until there was no trace of the driver, then returned to the wine shop and continued drinking. The wine bowls on the table were all empty, so he walked towards the wine vat with a white bowl in one hand. The man in green shirt was already standing beside the wine vat. , when the old mountain god went to scoop the wine, this foreigner who didn't understand the world at all seemed to have enlightened himself. Instead of being complacent and counting the wine, he actually took the initiative to help scoop the wine. The old mountain god sighed in his heart, what are you doing earlier? I went, and I had to argue with Mr. Mei Fu on the table over some innocuous right and wrong.

Chen Pingan sat back and said with a smile, "I have printed all over the world, and there are many forgers."

Yang Zhi asked casually: "Do you hate that halberd?"

Perhaps it was because of the sword that the halberd was drawn that Chen Ping'an later had the secret to leave the summer palace and go to the prison, where he met the sewing man, who could bear the true name of the demon clan, and who could unite half of the Sword Qi Great Wall... …

An inevitable thing, I really don’t know how many accidents are connected together.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I hate what he does, there is no reason for it."

The local sword cultivators of the Sword Qi Great Wall at that time, such as Xiao Xun, Luo Shan, and Zhu'an Sword Immortal, whether they were defectors, died on the Sword Qi Great Wall like Lie Ji, or Zhang Lu chose to stand by and watch from the beginning to the end. of.

It may not be that they have been tempted by the benefits of the barbaric world. Maybe they just don't like the Haoran world and don't want the Haoran world to continue to be peaceful and peaceful for ten thousand years.

Those sword cultivators respected Chen Qingdu, who had been stationed at the top of the city for ten thousand years, but deep down in their hearts, they definitely did not approve of the choice of the boss swordsman, and felt that it was too useless and aggrieved.

And that halberd was actually one of the first Upper Five Realm sword cultivators to go to a small wine shop and spend money to buy wine.

On top of the city, Chen Ping'an took a pot of Zhuhaidongtian wine he brewed from Lieji.

I never thought that taking over the jug would be a life-threatening battle.

Chen Pingan raised the wine bowl, raised it slightly in one direction, and drank it all in one gulp.

It does not delay the two sides from distinguishing life and death on certain battlefields, but does not hinder the halberds and others. It is still a pure swordsmanship in Chen Ping'an's mind.

Yang Zhi remembered something, "Mi Yu used his sword on the battlefield of Old Dragon City. I heard that he left the Sword Qi Great Wall and took refuge in your down-and-out mountain?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Yang Zhi asked: "He hasn't broken through yet?"

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

Yang Zhi disagreed, "What's the point of breaking through the realm and becoming a great swordsman in the world? Let me tell you, a person like Mi Yu with a pure sword heart should have followed Xiao Min back then. Those in the wild world who stay here, especially if they have a genealogical identity, will only be tied up, just like working as a yamen servant, and they have to order Mao when they go far away, why bother?"

"You don't have to judge others by yourself."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Since you are not a sword cultivator, you should teach sword cultivators less about how to do things."

Not wanting to talk more about the matter, Chen Ping'an glanced at the young girl He Po and asked: "I sell wine here every day, and I am idle. You have never thought of taking Ganzhou as an anonymous disciple and teaching her A water method or two?”

This Chaoqiu River woman seems to have a natal object called the Snake Pan Mirror. The name of the mirror is taken from an unknown ancient saying with great power.

"When I look at the Yinghai Sea, it's a vast ocean with nine continents in the middle, like a snake coiled in a mirror."

It is rumored that the origin of Qi Practitioners' Sea Viewing Realm also comes from this.

Although the girl's mirror is not of high quality and is just a spiritual weapon, it can be regarded as a kind of fate if you really follow the rules of the mountain with Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi glanced at the girl He Po who was really not annoying, and said with a smile: "I never thought about this before. Since you said so today, let's see how you feel in the future."

Chen Pingan asked: "Have you two finished talking?"

Qing Tong nodded and said: "If I have the opportunity to come to the Middle-earth Divine Continent in the future, I will look for fellow Taoist Yangzhi."

Yang Zhi smiled and said: "Qingtong, do you have some miscellaneous books with you? Give me a few."

Except for those priceless secrets and secrets, as well as some rare ancient books collected by Yiluohe, she only had a few miscellaneous books on her body. She had read them over and over again countless times over the years. For such a trivial matter, she had nothing to do with the Confucian Temple. Yang Zhi really couldn't ask for it, not to mention that even if she had the cheek, the Confucian Temple gave her a bunch of books from sages, wouldn't she be asking for trouble.

Qing Tong nodded and smiled: "It's a trivial matter. What kind of books do you like to read? Is it the classics of the three religions, the unofficial history of barnyard officials, or the novels about strange people, talented men and beautiful women, and martial arts novels?"

Yang Zhi was not polite to Qing Tong and said, "Just get a few books of each category."

Qing Tong turned to look at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an guessed what he was thinking and said with a smile: "If the two of you can accomplish some shady deeds under the eyes of the Li Sheng, you are considered capable. I won't stop you."

So Qing Tong felt relieved and quietly used a magic technique to give Yang Zhi hundreds of books.

Yang Zhi said thanks.

Then Yang Zhi hesitated for a moment, stared at Chen Ping'an blankly, and said, "Did you really have no idea about the deal I proposed earlier?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's not completely negotiable, but you have to pay two deposits in advance. If you agree, I will travel to the Middle-earth Divine Continent and come here to drink again. I will definitely give you a definite answer then. "

Yang Zhi said: "Deposit? Please tell me."

Chen Ping'an said: "That robe of yours, using some magic, is like giving me an inferior fake. You can peel off 30 to 40% of the most critical Taoist threads in advance."

Yangzhi asked again: "Tell me the second thing."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Return the Nantang Lake water."

Yang Zhi asked doubtfully: "Is this the second deposit?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Mr. Meifu should really listen to this. What does it mean to have a strong family? This is it."

Yangzhi said: "The black dragon robe I am wearing is called 'Water Walking', also known as 'Fire Refining'."

"The robe has two unusual magical properties. It can make the descendants of Narcissus, which are seven or eight dragons, able to walk through the water. After all, those waterways are all under my control. The effect is the same as walking through the water. For example, back then The green loach that was captured and imprisoned in the Jianqi Great Wall Prison rose from the Nascent Soul Realm to Jade Pu by taking this shortcut. Moreover, the original meaning of 'walking through the water' is best understood by scholars like you."

"I can agree to both things."

Seeing that Chen Ping'an clearly made the conditions, and he readily agreed, the guy began to hesitate again, looking up and laughing. He was worthy of being a man who just walked out of a summer palace.

Yang Zhi asked: "I'm just curious. After the fight with Li Zhen, where did you get the courage to challenge us on the battlefield?"

If he is a stupid young man who is not afraid of anything, it is really possible that he is not afraid at all, but the problem is that in terms of the depth of the city, the guy in front of him is really not bad.

Chen Pingan said: "It can be regarded as a kind of asking boxing."

Qingtong explained: "That is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We can use stones from other mountains to attack jade and sharpen the martial artist's indomitable mentality."

Although Yang Zhi is not a pure martial artist, he is just a practitioner of the world, and the principles are similar. Qing Tong will understand it when he says this.

Chen Ping'an stood up, put on his hat again, and said with a smile: "Let's settle the bill together next time."

"Better not come."

Yang Zhi waved his cattail leaf fan, raised his chin, and pointed to the white bowl on the table in front of Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an looked down and saw that there was an extra layer of "wine" in the white bowl, and there seemed to be an ink-colored leaf floating on the "water surface" in the wine bowl.

Putting the wine bowl in his sleeve, Chen Ping'an, the old mountain god and He Po clasped their hands, and then led Qing Tong out of the wine shop and gradually walked away.

Gong Xinzhou and the other two waved goodbye and continued to look through the book of seals that Mei Fujun had devalued. It didn't look that bad, but suddenly his shoulders tilted and the seals in his hands fell on the table. When he picked it up again, it turned out to be Unable to lift a light seal that weighed only a few ounces, which seemed to weigh so much, the old mountain god gave a low shout and used his magical power to finally pick up the seal. He turned to look at the aunt and asked tentatively: " Is it your fault?"

Yangzhi pointed the cattail leaf fan in the direction where the two people left before, and said lazily: "It's the foreigner named Chen. It can be regarded as a gift from him and you to pay respects to the mountain. Keep it well, be careful not to leak the news and be robbed by Mr. Mei Fu." Let’s go.”

The old mountain god was slightly moved, and he quickly opened the pages of the book. On the last page of the seal spectrum, a brand new seal appeared out of thin air that had definitely not been there before.

"If the mountain is not high, then there will be light."

The young girl He Po stretched her neck and took a look, but didn't take it seriously. She just noticed that the landlady stood up suddenly, as if a real distinguished guest had come to the door. Following the gaze of the wine seller, she saw that she was a bookish person. The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked a bit familiar. There was a poor old scholar next to the Confucian scholar, which was very unfamiliar. The two scholars walked this way together and looked at Qiuhe Po again. The poor old man was dazzled. As if he was shrinking from the mountains and rivers, he came to the wine table, patted the old mountain god on the shoulder, and laughed and said: "This old mountain god, is the text printed in the book handsome?"

Yangzhi was extremely curious and asked in his heart: "Why is the Lisheng here?"

Li Sheng smiled and said: "I couldn't resist someone's abnormal behavior. For the first time, he didn't act or roll around at all. He just drank alone. Xiping was even afraid of him, so he had to inform me so that someone could feel at ease."

Every generation has its own set of people who are hard to match.

Bai Ye, the most proud person in the world, the one who has mastered the collection of talismans and talismans, is Yu Xuan. Su Zi is heroic and Liu Qi is romantic.

In the previous generation, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Wei She of Aaizhou, the real fire dragon of Paidi Peak, Pei Min, the swordsman, the man who slayed the dragon, Shenzhi of the Middle Earth Zhou Dynasty, Huai Yin...

Baidi City is located in the middle of Zheng, and Guo Outing is located in Tieshu Mountain. Pei Bei, Cao Ci...

But even if Haoran is as proud as Bai Ye, as unruly as a man who slays a dragon, and as unpredictable as Zheng Juzhong, the young master who looks like a middle-aged Confucian scholar will probably be sincerely convinced and accept the courtesy of a junior.

Chaoqiu Hepo asked cautiously: "Master Li Sheng?"

Li Sheng smiled and nodded.

The old scholar straightened his clothes, coughed, and coughed several more times. The girl was just puzzled and confused. What are you doing? You're a mountain leader, but I don't recognize you either. Why do you want me to flatter you?

The old scholar had no choice but to register his number and shook his sleeves, "I am the gentleman of the swordsman in blue shirt just now."

Gong Xinzhou stared blankly at the ceremonial master, and swallowed, with thousands of words stuck in his mouth. He didn't know how to speak. He blamed himself for drinking a few more bowls of resentment wine before.

Then the old mountain god received another slap on the shoulder from the old scholar, "Okay, okay, the mountain god is really a man of character. Even if he meets our ceremonial saint, so what, he is still not like Yue Zhiyuan Ting, motionless..."

As he spoke, the old scholar had already walked around the wine table, first helped the ceremonial saint move the bench, then went to scoop up the wine, served the wine to the table, and wiped the wine table with his sleeves, just like the old mountain god before. , and then went to the wine vat again, not even forgetting about the old mountain god and the young girl He Po. In the blink of an eye, they were all done in one go. Gong Xinzhou, who was treated like a mountain god brother, took the wine bowl and asked in a trembling voice: "May I ask you, sir?"

The old scholar sighed, his voice rising, and he complained: "What are you asking for? All you have to do is know who my close disciple is."

Li Sheng glanced at the old scholar who was already smiling from ear to ear, and chuckled softly: "Let's all sit down and drink."

In fact, the old scholar who was at Gongdelin before was not like this. Jingsheng Xiping had never seen such a silent old scholar before.