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

There is a Qingqin River on the outskirts of Beijing. The herrings in it are extremely plump. The grilled fish paired with the lotus white of the beams is a must-have. Because it is cheap and good, both dignitaries and peddlers like it. But Chen Ping'an knew it when he touched his chopsticks.

This herring is the kind of "transfer fish" that is transported from other river ponds to the Qingqin River for a few days of bathing. I just didn't say anything and glanced at the current young shopkeeper. His appearance was exactly the same as that of the former shopkeeper.

It came out, probably because the old shopkeeper passed on the restaurant and skills to his son when he got older. The secret spicy oil and condiments for the grilled fish are the same, but the taste is missing, which is called kindness. Of course, there are also

Maybe the restaurant is operating on a small budget, and the Qingqin River Fish is now a river delicacy only for the rich in Daliang City, so the extra condiments now served by this small restaurant on the roadside are called livelihood.

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

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

Straighten the bench.

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

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

Gu Can said: "Yes, and there are a lot of them. The master has obviously been very interested in a series of side sects and arts that extend from the Wangqi line. The Taoist books collected and looted from all the Haoran Jiuzhou are white.

The imperial city has a special engraving bookstore. It has a complete set of catalogs and editions of books that are updated every ten years. They are divided into three categories: chronology, general history and local chronicles. The number of books is so large that it is comparable to the number of books collected by the secretarial department of a small country.

Members of the Patriarch Hall such as Han Qiaise and Liu Chicheng all have a copy, which is convenient for them, great monks, to choose relevant Taoist books according to their own practice direction. When I first entered Baidi City, although I was a direct disciple of the city lord, according to the Baidi City

According to the rules of the Imperial City, you cannot enter the Patriarch's Hall unless you have reached the fifth realm. I asked Han Qiaise for a set of keys at that time so that I could go to her library to read books at any time. I once carefully looked through the catalog and did so in private.

Some illegal excerpts, I remember that there are more than 2,300 books specifically explaining the historical origins of Qin Tianjian in various countries and the methods of practicing Qi Wang."

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

Everyone knows that there is Baidi City located among the colorful clouds in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, but in fact, about the inside story of Baidi City, who are the members of the Ancestral Hall, how the internal organization is set up, and the relationship between the Dao lines, what is known to the outside world

Very little.

Whenever we talk about the lonely city surrounded by colorful clouds, the qi practitioners on the mountain always point it out. Except for a big scroll with the words "Fengrao is the best in the world", it has stood firm for three thousand years, which means that no one can win on the chessboard.

Guo Zheng Juzhong. Either he was curious about whether Han Qiaose had vowed to learn the twelve great arts and whether he had learned them all now, or Liu Daochun's glazed pavilion had added more bricks and tiles, and when he went out to travel, he went against the path of a monk on the top of the mountain.

, if you get into trouble, you will go to Baidi City to hide. If you can't hide, you will put on the eye-catching pink Taoist robe and register your number with others. Otherwise, they will discuss the swordsman Fu Xi, who is the founder of Zheng Juzhong's disciple, with a Taoist ancestor hanging on his waist.

A sword gourd made of hand-planted gourd vines. How long will it take for this person's swordsmanship to reach the height of Pei Min's swordsmanship? Can he catch up with that person in this life?

Liu Xianyang picked up a large piece of fish meat with chopsticks and chewed it, and said with a smile: "The answer is not what the question was asked. Are you going off topic?"

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

Knowing that Gu Can wanted to take the opportunity to chat with Chen Ping'an about the customs and customs of Baidi City, Liu Xianyang wanted to undermine him. According to what the little slug said back then, Liu Xianyang was a mean-mouthed person, so let him say he doesn't eat meat.

Liu Xianyang would not be able to chat without some serious talk about shit and shit.

Gu Can said: "After I entered the Jade Pu Realm, I was qualified to own a library. I spent some time on proofreading and sorting it out, and came to a conclusion. Putting aside the numerous editions, I then dug into those local chronicles.

For the introductory text of this category, take a single finely edited book that explains the context of the knowledge of Qi-Wang Technique. The premise is that the duplicate content between each book does not exceed 20%. There are about sixty-two such Taoist books in Baidi City."

Liu Xianyang clicked his tongue and said: "You are so articulate and thoughtful in every word. Gu Can, you now have the demeanor of a master of Pu Xue who is proficient in exegesis. I think you are more than enough to be an academy gentleman who specializes in teaching elementary schools. I heard that you have a nickname, Crazy

Disciple? It’s better for scholars to be more crazy. In the past, there was a lecturer in Chunru Chen Academy who specialized in annotating the internal and external chapters of Master Lu. When he gave us instruction for the first time, the old master said that there are only one and a half people in the world who can truly

Understand the essence of the internal and external chapter."

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

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

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

Chen Pingan shook his head.

Gu Can understood instantly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I miss my hometown in a daze. When the herring is on the chopsticks, the lotus flowers in the small bowl are white, and I am drunk to drive away all the sorrows."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Every time I pass someone, I sign up for my number."

Liu Xianyang rubbed his chin.

There is a saying in their hometown called "having a caring heart", which is very different from the so-called hesitation in written language outside. It means that a person cares about the people close to him, such as being a good family man, so when the old man says, who has a caring heart?

, is a genuine compliment. In this regard, Liu Xianyang, who has had a boundless heart since he was a child, is indeed far inferior to the little slug in Mud Bottle Lane. In terms of rural sentiment, he wanted to go outside and far away when he was a boy.

Liu Xianyang, let alone Chen Pingan from Lianjia.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Have you and Zhu Lian hooked up a long time ago?"

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

It turned out that when Gu Can returned home with Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, before Gu Can left home for Baidi City, Zhu Lian followed his son's instructions and went to the Gu family in Longzhou City to return a charcoal cage to its original place.

After Lord Zhu Lian handed the charcoal cage to Gu Can, he smiled and said something that smart people could understand. The general meaning was that Zhu Lian was actually happy to go down the mountain, but there were trivial matters at home on the other side of Luolu Mountain.

If there is too much, it will be delayed.

Gu Can heard the string and knew what it meant. After Zhu Lian left the city and returned to the mountain, Gu Can set off for Baidi City and took the Xianjia ferry. He soon had an extremely hidden correspondence with Zhu Lian. Anyway, he was down and out.

The simple sword house on the mountain has always been under the control of Zhu Lian himself. Zhu Lian also relied on the contents of the secret letter to know that Gu Can had even started to go to Zhengyang Mountain and the Xu family in Qingfeng City in addition to Shujian Lake.

It was secretly mixed with sand, because Gu Can had limited chips at the time and was more cautious in doing things. The spy pawns he planted were not able to have real access to the secrets of the two forces for the time being. When Gu Can became the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City

, with this identity, Gu Can's infiltration of those two forces soon reached a big level, and the effect was remarkable. For example, one of the chess pieces recruited by Gu Can was a beautiful middle-level five-level chess piece.

As a female ghost, Gu Can gave her a water magic secret book and several rare spiritual weapons that were enough to support her practice all the way to the Golden Core Realm. She later met by chance a certain young swordsman from Shuilong Peak who was in charge of Zhengyang Mountain’s intelligence, and was

The latter's golden house hides the beauty in a sect belonging to the Zhengyang Mountain vassal, similar to the status of a concubine.

There was only one thing she had to do from now on, which was nothing.

Because Gu Can made a one-off deal with her, and agreed that at least she wouldn't have to sacrifice her life. As for when she needs to do something, she can just wait patiently for news from him. It might be ten years later, or it might be a hundred years.

, and she might not even be able to wait for that secret letter in her life. In fact, when Gu Can promised that she would not lose her life if she obeyed the agreement, she was skeptical, and the gentle young man in scholar's shirt smiled and told her.

Two sentences.

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

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

Another example is that there is another chess piece that has taken root in Qingfeng City and spread its branches. It is the mountain wild cultivator who dominated the mountains in the southern mountains of Shujian Lake in the past.

The accountant of Qingxia Island that Can took with her on the trip had a conflict, which almost came to the point of life and death. When Gu Can arrived at Baidi City, he quickly sent this person a reward. It was Gu Can

From Senior Aunt Han Qiaise, I helped the Earth Immortal Wild Cultivator carefully select two Taoist books that ranked among the "middle and upper" grades of Baidi City. To be precise, they are one of the Dao books that can be said to be in terms of the Earth Immortal's current practice.

This precious Taoist book is a timely help, because in that secret letter, Gu Can made a "bet" with the other party to open the sky and speak frankly. Another icing on the cake, a secret book, was delivered to his hands. You can read it or not read it.

After that, you can practice or not practice. Only by practicing the Taoism recorded in this book will Gu Can be regarded as automatically fulfilling the bet. When the golden elixir bottleneck earth immortal reaches the Yuanying realm in the future, then his life will be

, it belongs to him Gu Can.

The benefits have been given a long time ago, and there is no need to swear an oath, and there is no black and white agreement between the king. So if you don't keep the agreement and think that I, Gu Can, am easy to talk to, then wait and see.

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

He helped Zhu Lian successfully steal the Fox Kingdom and gained a lot of first-mover advantage.

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

I just turn a blind eye and close my eyes."

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

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

The first local swordsman's teaching process used a method similar to 'clairvoyance'."

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

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