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Lu Yan was the first to say goodbye, and Chen Ping'an wished this Chunyang Master, who is known as the number one golden elixir, good luck in his experience.

Master Chen Shan also said some auspicious words, hoping that the senior Taoist heart would be as perfect as the fifteenth month.

Feng Xuetao was puzzled. It is common sense that the moon waxes and wanes. It is logical to say that when it is full, it will lose its weight. Is this a good saying?

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and could only explain to the ignorant Brother Feng from his heart. As the saying goes, the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round.

Feng Xuetao was speechless for a moment. Master Chen Shanzhu indeed had unique knowledge in speaking.

Chen Ping'an went to see Xing Yun and Liu Shui, two local sword cultivators from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and chatted about the customs and customs of the wild side. Cui Dongshan was a buttless man, so he immediately pulled Feng Xuetao off the Tongyin Ferry and asked the ascendant Are you interested in finding a job with the Qingping Sword Sect? Just think of it as doing your brothers a favor. Now that you are in love and drinking is enough, let's not talk about money, so as not to hurt the brotherhood. Feng Xuetao is already here Jiang Shangzhen suffered a big loss, but he just refused to shirk. Besides, he really didn't feel that he and Cui Zongzhu were on the same side.

Next, walking in the brightly lit streets and alleys, the boy in white dropped his sleeves and made a crackling sound.

Pei Qian cleared the wine table and went back to his room to practice walking in silence.

Master Huolong found the girl in the mink hat who was alone, and asked straight to the point with a smile, "May I ask fellow Taoist Bai Jing, what kind of scenery does it look like when you look at the sky and the earth?"

Xie Gou curled his lips and said, "Nothing fancy."

Master Huolong was stunned for a moment before he remembered that this phrase seemed to be the dialect of the small town in Chen Ping'an. He was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Only those who have met before are qualified to say such things." Xie Gou stretched out his hands and tugged. Diao Mao, "You all think that my aptitude for cultivating is very good. In fact, I think it is average and not very outstanding. I just took advantage of it. I was born early and I was lucky enough to meet many old people." The characters on page seem to be "sravakas" in the narrow sense according to Buddhism? That's right, right? I have roughly calculated that I have met, asked for advice in person, discussed with each other, and lost in fights. There are almost a hundred of them. Who are these ancient Taoist priests? If you put any of these ancient Taoist priests in today's world, they would not be top-notch figures. In the past, I always ignored these things and just thought they were ordinary. When I came here, I often wandered at the foot of the mountain. Seeing the Taoist priests again, I was miserable in practice. Live or die

To clear up the confusion, I will..."

Master Huolong waited patiently for the next sentence. Xie Gou rubbed his red cheeks and held it in for a long time before giving an explanation, "I want to cry."

When Master Huolong heard this, he suddenly laughed heartily, agreed deeply, and even said a few good words. Xie Gou had a melancholy look on his face, "Mr. Zhu is a critical friend. He criticized me very rudely, saying that I was born by chance." At that time, I had been cultivating the Tao for many tribulations, and I was lucky and always had near misses. It seemed that I had been slowly accumulating my Tao power. However, I did not know my original intention. As my state advanced, I retreated from the Tao intention, so I only achieved small results. There is still a long way to go before I am familiar with the Taoism. So I went out to relax a while ago and went to Shiwanda Mountain. The old blind man’s opinion of me was different from Mr. Zhu’s.

not much."

Master Huolong laughed dumbly, "Mr. Zhu?"

The martial artist Zhu Lian from the Lotus Flower Blessed Land? It is true that he is a rare and wonderful person, but in Xie Gou's side, Zhu Lian will never grow old no matter what, right?

Xie Gou glanced at the old man and said, "In my eyes, you are also very old."

Master Huolong stroked his beard and smiled. He said this in a very down-to-earth manner, which made people feel happy after listening to it.

Xie Gou regards Feng Xuetao, whose Taoist name is Qingmi, as a junior among the juniors. Even Lu Yan, whose Taoist name is Chunyang, is at most a peer on the path of cultivation, and they can just call each other Taoist friends.

However, the old cook from the poor family and the old man next to him do have a strange ability that makes people think that they are the kind of elders they think of.

What they say is teaching, and they are telling you a few words of old wisdom from people who have experienced it. On this matter, even Chen Shanzhu, who likes to be reasonable, seems to be a bit unreasonable.

Master Huolong said with a smile: "The Sunset Landing was once the private domain of fellow Taoist, causing the Golden Crow to sleep soundly for thousands of years. It happened to be in Aquarius Continent. Fellow Taoist is so reasonable and willing to give in, which is quite unexpected."

If the rumors on the mountain are correct, it seems that Bai Jing leased this dojo to the Dali imperial court.

Xie Gou curled his lips, "First of all, the strong dragon will not suppress the local snake, and besides, our mountain master is about to become the Great Li National Master, why don't one family speak the same language as the other?"

But she quickly added, "If I fall into the wild world, it depends on whether I can speak well or not. No one will be able to act as a lobbyist, not even Mr. Bai!"

Master Huolong nodded and said, "Principal people like to hear honest words from honest people."

Even Jiang Shangzhen was very curious about Xie Gou's Taoist roots, and privately asked Chen Ping'an whether it was possible that Miss Xie was from the Shinto.

This kind of speculation is easy to understand. After all, Bai Jing's dojo is known to everyone on the top of the mountain. During a high-ranking day, she once imitated and opened up a fire palace as a shelter.

However, according to the inside story leaked by Qing Tong, Bai Jing's origin is indeed a demon clan on the earth, not a supernatural being from the ancient heaven. Because of Xiao Mo's relationship, Xie Gou and Chen Pingan chatted about the past in a casual manner, and she did not deny it. At first, he wanted to take possession of the great sun with a "better origin" as his own, and then he tried to imitate one of the ten tycoons in the ancient world.

Lan Qi, a female cultivator, refined this great sun into her natal object. However, she soon discovered that the great sun actually gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and the avenue manifested into a golden crow. Bai Jing changed her original intention and protected the path for her.

So when Xie Gou proposed to go to Haoran Tianxia, ​​Bai Ze didn't stop him even though he knew that Manhuang would lose some of his top combat power. This was a very important reason.

It's not just as simple as Xie Gou looking for Xiao Mo. According to the rules of the wilderness, when it comes to the chance of a Taoist cultivator, all calculations of interests must make way for it.

What's more, Bai Jing is also a candidate sword cultivator in the Fourteenth Realm who Bai Ze has high hopes for.

Master Huolong smiled and said: "Really speaking, Pindao, fellow Taoist Bai Jing, and Master Chunyang are somewhat related to each other in the lineage of Taoism. It is very appropriate to call them fellow Taoists."

Xie Gou nodded vigorously, "In the future, the three of us will often visit each other. If we encounter a hard nail that pricks our hands, we will say hello to each other and keep a cloud-piercing arrow to meet us with thousands of troops, haha!"

Master Huolong touched his palm and said with a smile: "It's easy to talk." In the vast void outside the sky, there are countless big suns suspended, and each big sun is like a ferry, leading to the palace that was praised as the imperial palace by later Taoists. The first Danxiao Jiangque Huoyang Palace. Chunyang real person Lu Yan, the most famous person in history

He has taught fire techniques in this ancient ruins many times. Most of the people here who listened to the teachings humbly were noble ancient dragons.

Master Huolong asked abruptly, "It seems that fellow Taoist Bai Jing is very interested in Pei Qian?"

Xie Gou smiled awkwardly and said, "Forming cliques in the mountains is just like children playing house for fun."

Under the instigation of the white-haired boy, they all recognized Guo Zhujiu as the leader of the alliance, and established their own mountain with Pei Qian and his gang.

Master Huolong smiled, "Oh?"

Xie Gougan smiled and said: ""

Master Huolong changed the subject, "I don't know who was the first to use sweetness to describe sweet dreams. It's amazing."

Xie Gou understood it and she slept for thousands of years, while Huolong Zhenren also moved the world with his fame of sleeping.

In this complicated world, meeting a few people with simple ideas is like a good drinker meeting a fine wine.

Xie Gou grinned and said: "Old Master, if we had met on the road ten thousand years ago, we would have become good friends."

Master Huolong twisted his beard and said: "Same feeling."

Xie Gou said: "What is the old man going to do next?"

Master Huolong said with a smile: "Return to the wilderness, find a few who can really fight, and learn the Taoism from each other."

Because Chen Ping'an and Xie Gou did not deliberately hide their traces when they boarded the ship, the ears and eyes installed by Yunyan State on Yulindu did not dare to take it lightly and immediately informed the court.

No matter how small the territory of Yunyan Country is, there are still a handful of local Qigong practitioners. In the corridor on the top floor of a private house on the shore of the ferry, there is a group of boys and girls looking at the Tongyin Ferry in the distance. They have nothing to do on weekdays, just stare at the whole The news at Zuoyulindu is not only because I have nothing to do, but because I am afraid that the foreign immortal master will have a dispute with the local clan. I heard that the Minister of Rites is always on tenterhooks every day and has to go to the temple every now and then.

Fortunately, so far, there has not been any uncontrollable mess in the territory of Gyeonggi Province. The emperor and a large group of royal relatives are increasingly looking forward to someone coming here as a guest and meeting him. But it is fun to say, at first Your Majesty, the Emperor of Yunyan Kingdom, there is a golden elixir earthly immortal coming to the capital, and he must personally host a banquet to entertain him. After that, it is Yuanying. The golden elixir is not enough, and after that, it becomes the Jade Pu of the upper five realms. Now Even

Even when he heard that there was an immortal coming, His Majesty the Emperor seemed not to be interested. After all, he had even met the Ascension Realm named Qingmi.

There was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes sitting cross-legged, sword across his knees, frowning and asking: "Is it him?"

Next to her was a slender girl with a cold face. She looked up at the ferry and reassured, "It's hard to say." They had received a confidential message from the Ministry of Justice of the imperial court before. The head of the Qingping Sword Sect came to Tongyezhou in person, and Mi Dajianxian soon arrived.

He made a great contribution and found those few remnants of the wild monster clan who killed innocent people indiscriminately, and the turmoil of Dadu was

The excavation can finally proceed smoothly. Without this key clue, none of them would associate the man in green shirt next to the girl with the mink hat with the legendary young hidden official.

The young man is the only local sword cultivator in Yunyan Country, and it is inevitable that he is a little complacent in his spiritual state of mind. Now that his horizons have opened up, he feels that the pressure has increased sharply, and he has become taciturn on weekdays.

The streets of the capital were full of strange people, who once thought that the earthly immortal they pursued their whole life was nothing. This made the young swordsman seem to be practicing silent meditation recently.

If Tongyezhou was still the same Tongyezhou a few decades ago, given his Taoist qualifications and sword cultivator status, if nothing else happened, he should have gone to a certain sect to further his studies.

The young man was in a gloomy mood and said in a low voice: "Those accomplished monks, when they pass by our Yunyan Country, will it be like passing by an ant nest for people like them?"

In the past, information was limited in Tongyezhou, and the Qi Refiners often had their eyes above their heads and were not interested in the outside world at all. Now that things have changed, they cannot help but keep their doors closed and feel arrogant. When the girl heard this, she was stunned and cast her gaze towards the Yulindu ferry.

He took it back and said softly: "Zhong Cui, whether it is those sects from other places or the land gods who travel here under pseudonyms, in the face of these unattainable behemoths, we

Just keep it at a respectful distance.

The young man named Zhong Cui murmured: "It's easy to ask the gods but hard to send them away."

Because he doesn't quite believe that the Qingping Sword Sect is a mountain sect that opens a charity hall. Are there really such people in the world who care so much about the quality of the world outside themselves?

I am afraid that one day, the Qingping Sword Sect will gain a firm foothold in Tongye Continent, and all the countries along the coast of Dadu will become puppets of that fairy mansion.

A martial artist climbed over the wall and reached the top floor. On the way, he bought a jar of barley wine from a time-honored shop. He climbed over the railing. The middle-aged martial artist's face was somewhat similar to that of the young man in the corridor.

The girl covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, "Uncle Zhong, you drove away another illegal cruise ship. I saw it. He was very heroic."

The man laughed and said, "Girl Cai, not only that, I also met two strangers on the Tongyin ship and made an appointment to drink."

A tall young man who was taking a nap against the wall quickly asked: "It's not the man in the green shirt, is it? Did he tell you his identity? Is his surname Chen?"

The man boasted and didn't draft a draft. He said seriously: "We just want to have a drink with each other because we cherish each other. We don't need to know our names."

On the other side of the roof, a young man in white clothes was lying with his legs crossed. Feng Xuetao was speechless. He came here to drink the northwest wind and listen to a few children complaining. What was the point?

The young man regretted and said, "It's a pity. If it were really that person and we got involved again, Uncle Zhong, you would be rich."

The man chuckled and said: "Young people should not always think that they will be successful if they meet a noble person."

After slapping the young man on the forehead, the man joked, "You brat, do you know that in the eyes of those rich and powerful 'nobles', you guys have prices stuck on your foreheads?"

On the other side of the roof, Feng Xuetao smiled and said, "That's a bit too much to say."

Cui Dongshan, who rested his head on the back of his hand, swayed his legs and said, "He is a well-informed and reasonable person."

Feng Xuetao asked: "Who does Cui Zongzhu have in mind to win over?"

The Qingping Sword Sect is different from the Luopo Mountain. The latter announced that it would close the mountain for twenty years and clearly did not want to increase its momentum. On the other hand, on the Xiazong side, Cui Dongshan has been recruiting troops.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Brother Feng, don't always think of me as snobbish. I just enjoy the moon with like-minded friends." Cui Dongshan explained: "I am just a transitional sect master. I only need to be responsible for laying a good foundation and building a good relationship."

It’s a good framework, but some gaps are deliberately left, so you don’t have to worry about making up the numbers. Qingping Sword Sect will definitely hand it over to Junior Brother Cao in the future.

At hand, when Cao Qinglang takes over, he will have something to do, at least he won't have to tie his hands and follow suit."

Feng Xuetao nodded, "If Qingping Sword Sect is too Cui's style, Cao Qinglang will be in trouble."

Cui Dongshan hummed, "That's a bit too much to say."

Feng Xuetao was helpless.
To be continued...