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

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

"

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

Liu Xianyang said angrily: "Why are you talking sarcastically? Among the three of us, which one has a good background and is reincarnated with a silver spoon in his mouth? If I am a kid born on Taoye Lane on Fulu Street and his words are not pleasant to the ears, then that is called standing and talking.

No back pain, when I met you, I was a master of all kinds of skills, and I had eighteen kinds of martial arts to make a living, none of which was not my fault. I had an early awakening, a bright mind, and a child from a poor family had already become the master of the family. I could tell my own skills just by looking at them from others.

"

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

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

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

Gu Can began to curse loudly. They were all secrets from an invisible "ancestral hall" in his hometown in a small town. He didn't even curse in the same way. His ancestors were eighteen generations old and no one could escape.

Chen Ping'an did not try to dissuade him and just watched the fun with a smile. Liu Xianyang wanted to talk back, but he was no match for Gu Can. After all, among the young people and children in the small town, it was recognized that the little slug from the widow's family in Mud Bottle Lane had the most "talent".

Well, he was the most quarrelsome and the youngest, but he often had new tricks when swearing, so much so that even Granny Ma from Xinghua Lane suffered a loss. There was often a pool of excrement at the door early in the morning, and the door of her house and the outside of the courtyard wall were covered with excrement.

It's disgusting yellow snot. The old woman also wanted to catch that kid from Mud Bottle Lane who was stabbed a thousand times, but she deliberately turned off the lights and kept vigil every time, but she couldn't survive the ghostly kid every time.

Bastard. In the end, the old woman really couldn't deal with that little slug who was good at making moves. One time when she went to draw water from the iron lock well, she had a hard time saying a few nice words to the foxy widow.

Pingxiang was in a good mood, just like celebrating the New Year. She said this, and the little slug at home just listened silently. After that, Xinghua Alley was not so dirty. The old woman had nothing to do about it.

They didn't dare to break the news in public. They only dared to curse in private that something bad happened to the widow's family. It was really a crime she committed in her previous life. Just wait. Sooner or later, God will not accept the consequences...

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

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

Gu Can almost cursed, but held it back. How many evils had the Longquan Sword Sect done to have such an unreliable new leader.

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

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

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

Liu Xianyang sighed, "This reason is quite legitimate, so let's just consider this matter is out of the way and let's talk about it later."

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

As they drank each other, Liu Xianyang wiped his mouth, put down the empty bowl, and said with a smile: "We don't like to listen to others' reasoning. After listening to some truths, we can't do it ourselves. It's like borrowing a charcoal cage from others in the winter.

, covering up the heat and driving away the cold for a while, then I have to return it, and suddenly I feel like this winter is getting colder, so it’s better to have nothing at all.”

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

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

Liu Xianyang was surprised and said: "What kind of drinking talk is this? Are you drunk after just drinking?"

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

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

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

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

.”

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

Gu Can glanced at Liu Xianyang, drank a bowl of wine, and then poured himself another bowl. He was still bored. When Gu Can wanted to drink a third bowl, Liu Xianyang became a little panicked. This lotus white is not a strong drink.

He couldn't stand the drinking method of Gu Can, so he signaled to Chen Pingan with his eyes that you can only control the little slug, so he should not be so bold when drinking. Chen Pingan shook his head and signaled to leave it alone. Liu Xianyang looked at it and drank.

Gu Can, who was finishing his third bowl of wine, looked at Chen Pingan again, asking with his eyes, "Did Gu Can take the wrong medicine?" Chen Pingan smiled, knowing the reason, but didn't say anything.

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

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

You may not be able to afford it every time, so you have to drink alcohol and beg for alcohol. When you become addicted to alcohol, you will shamelessly beg for a few sips of alcohol. You are famous far and wide, so you have made many jokes.

Even people on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane had heard about the deeds of Drunkard Liu, so Liu Xianyang never went to school and never attended a private school for a day. He started working in the fields at a very young age and frequently worked in the fields as a teenager.

Most of the fights he had fought were because his peers or young men were making fun of his grandfather. Later, he met Chen Pingan from Mud Bottle Alley, and then met the followers around Chen Pingan. Once again, Gu Can was teased by Liu Xianyang and became anxious.

After that, he started to criticize the great achievements of the old drunkard Liu... That was the first time that Chen Ping'an got angry at the little slug. Gu Can felt aggrieved afterwards, squatting on the field ridge and crying, and waited until a hand was placed on him

On his head, the little slug, tired from crying, sobbed and asked, Liu Xianyang said something so unpleasant, I can't say anything? Chen Ping'an just said one sentence at that time, think about it carefully, Liu Xianyang once said your mother.

?

The child fell silent and just sniffled. The boy with straw sandals next to him stretched out his hand to wipe away the child's tears and nose.

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

fish.

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

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

At the wine table, Liu Xianyang began to brag again, "With our qualifications, of course I will be ranked first, Gu Can second, and Chen Ping'an you will be at the bottom. Let us not say another thousand years, as long as we are given three more

Five hundred years of cultivating the Taoism, how can that be said?! Not to mention us in the world, all the other Qi practitioners in the world, when they hear and see the three of us, and of course mainly because of my name, Liu Xianyang, they all have to weigh it carefully.

Do you dare to provoke one of us? When it comes to this, the main concern is Gu Can."

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

Gu Can smiled and said, "It's rare to say a few honest words."

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

Once upon a time, the last hidden official guarded the city alone, half human and half ghost. Whether he could return home alive was an open question.

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

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

"I Liu Xianyang's swordsmanship, Chen Pingan's boxing skills, Gu Can... you can learn whatever Taoist skills you have. After drinking today, let's continue to work hard and practice well. When the time comes, we won't be afraid to fight with anyone! Ask

It seems too monotonous to ask about fists, swords, or questions. In that case, if you want to ask, let’s ask together!”

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

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In the Northern Jin Dynasty, there was Qiuqi Lake on the border between Song and Lai. There was an island in the middle of the lake, and there was a Taoist temple on the island called Damu Temple.

There is a wooden couplet hanging at the entrance of the Taoist temple, which is a very long dragon-men couplet. The handwriting was copied by the temple owner from a not-so-old copybook. The woodcarving is extremely skillful, and it was done by the carver.

, belongs to the second scene of distortion. If the original copybook can be seen, it must have an even more ancient atmosphere.

Sitting in a well and looking at the small sky, the sun and moon are extremely bright. The light of the sword is vertical and horizontal, and there is no one in sight. I have finished the king's business. Watching the Big Dipper at night, there are three immortals in the world. The red leaves are pecked, and the giant trees in the view are meditating and towering to the sky. Who is walking with me on the road?

The autumn water is high-spirited, and the white bones are cluttered with wormwood. I drink horses to cross the river, make changes on the road, Cao Guan gives me spiritual books, and read the Nanhua chapter together. Only I have attained immortality. The world of mortals rolls away, and the green snake in the box asks the truth and the mystery. I am the land.

immortal!

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

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

, the famous sword "Hengqiu" is hidden in the scabbard.

It is said that she was a martial arts master in her previous life. After her death, she retained her aura and became a heroic spirit. She took back her old sword and traveled across the world with it. Finally, she stopped at this huge lake, built a large wooden temple, and named it the lake.

Jun. However, when a heroic spirit ghost becomes a god, the day when he becomes a god is the "day of enlightenment" on the mountain top of the dojo. It is like a spiritual practitioner who ascends to the immortal realm, able to reshape his bones, appearance and posture, just like a "reformation"

”.

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

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

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

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

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

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

For the leader of Yu Zhenyi's faction to be able to do this, his merits are considered to be immeasurable.

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

The King of Autumn Qi Lake and the Palace Flower of the Water Goddess are also wearing Taoist robes, but they are covered with a legendary Tushita robe, which is as light as a feather. It is said that the real weight is only half a baht. A little spiritual energy leaks out, and the room is filled with precious light flowing and shining.

It produces radiance, so there is no need for lamps, candles or orbs to illuminate it.

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