Chen Ping'an didn't say anything.

Xiao Mo said from his heart: "Don't come up with bad ideas."

Xie Gou rolled his eyes and said, "Xiao Mo, you can't even tell. The mountain master has clearly acquiesced."

Later, Xie Gou made up a reason to thank the dog, saying that she saw a beautiful mountain at the foot of the mountain. She wanted to whisper something to Xiao Mo. The mountain owner went first, and they followed later. Chen Shanzhu said so. Xie Cixi said yes.

Ah yes, a breakup is better than a wedding, hahaha. Xiaomo heard the "gang talk" between the two of them, and always felt that it was wise for him to return to Luolu Mountain as soon as possible. After that, Xiaomo and Xie Gou returned to the Xianyou County Martial Arts School in the dark

, I found Xu Yuanxia who was concentrating with her eyes closed. One was in the Fourteenth Realm and the other was in the Ascension Realm. Together they could take a pure martial artist to travel far and wide easily. It was no problem.

Chen Pingan stood at the gate of the archway of Jiling Peak, the main mountain, with his hands in his sleeves, looking forward to it.

When the mountain master appeared, the Taoist priest Xianwei was just about to finish his work. Xiaomi Li came to the foot of the mountain to deliver a message to Grandmaster Zhong, saying that the old cook had a late-night snack over there.

Dian followed me to the mountain and had a meal. I was full of wine and food, and my stomach was a little full. It was just right to take a walk down the mountain, so I sat at the mountain gate for a while, sighing to myself, recalling the hardships and thinking about the sweetness. Now it is really

I have lived a fairy life. Thinking about a book with many dog-eared corners, Xianwei will return to the study to review the past and learn new things. When the mountain master comes, Xianwei has no choice but to put down the small bamboo chair. Even if Chen Ping'an says that he is waiting for someone, Xianwei will let Xianwei

There is no need to stay here. Taoist Xianwei has been a gatekeeper for so long, and he is very thoughtful. He said that he has nothing to do anyway and just waits for the distinguished guests with the mountain master.

The Taoist Xianwei was a little curious about who he was waiting for. It was rare for the mountain master to go out to entertain guests in person, but there were still a few times, but none of them seemed to be like tonight.

It's like waiting for a very big shot.

After a while, it was Mr. Xiaomo and Xie Cixi who came to the foot of the mountain with a group of people.

Xianwei was a little confused. Why did it look like a kidnapping?

Chen Ping'an's eyes were full of smiles, but he complained: "Xiao Mo, what's going on? It's outrageous..."

Xu Yuanxia said angrily: "That's outrageous. How about asking Xiao Mo to send me back to Xianyou? You can do it."

Chen Pingan walked forward quickly, and Xu Yuanxia raised her head and glanced at the mountain gate archway.

Chen Pingan helped introduce: "Brother Xu Yuanxia. Nian Jing, Taoist name Xianwei, the new mountain master of our Xiangshan Mountain."

The Taoist priest Xianwei hurriedly bowed to the distinguished guest.

Xu Yuanxia immediately returned the salute with clasped fists and said with a smile: "I have seen the Immortal Captain and the Immortal Commander."

The immortal captain smiled and said: "I have heard about the name for a long time. Previously, the mountain master showed me a landscape travelogue. It was written with great literary talent. It described the peaks and pavilions as 'spring flowers on the top, as if they were in buns'. It was lifelike and really well written.

Beautiful! When writing about the turbulence of the Kongxia Gorge, nine characters "or" are used in succession, which ordinary people would not dare to think about or use. When writing about the trip to Zheshui and describing the climb to the top, it is "quiet and motionless, with the Taixu space, high

"Heaven travels together," what a great spirit!"

Xu Yuanxia's old face turned red, and she didn't know how to say a few polite words for a while.

A white-haired boy appeared out of nowhere. He had a pen and paper in his hand, and he muttered, "We have traveled thousands of miles with each other. We have seen and heard everything. We have recorded everything one by one. We have described everything, and our wonderful pens have produced flowers."

Chen Pingan took Xu Yuanxia to climb the mountain together.

Xianwei looked a little regretful and said: "Mr. Xiao Mo, the late night snacks at the old cook's place were removed not long ago."

Xiao Mo nodded and smiled: "Let's meet again tomorrow."

Xianwei nodded, "This is a good thing."

With Xiaomo together, tomorrow's late night snack will be settled. Tonight, the old cook asked Zhong Qian if it is necessary to open the restaurant to Yingyu Peak where Grandmaster Zhong Da teaches boxing tomorrow, so as to save you an extra trip.

Zhong Qian was holding a toothpick in her mouth and said that it would be ninety-nine to walk a hundred steps after a meal. It didn’t have to be so troublesome. It didn’t matter if I walked a few more steps. The old cook smiled and asked, “I can’t thank you?” Zhong Qian picked her teeth while picking her teeth.

, while saying that they are all good buddies, and they should not say a few harsh words. The friendship is all in the wine bowl and the vegetable plate. Xianwei watched and listened, worried about whether the old cook would add something to the meal tomorrow.

But if Xiaomo is with us, it will be safe.

Xie Gou said with a smile: "Xianwei, why don't you hurry up and behead me when you see the second person enshrining you?"

Xianwei smiled awkwardly. No problem, Miss Xie always likes to joke about pretending to be a Taoist priest.

Xiao Mo frowned and said, "Don't do this nonsense."

Xie Gou yelped, as if his feet were sprained, and leaned towards Xiao Mo. As a result, Xiao Mo stretched out his hand to hold down the mink hat, and the girl shook her head with bright eyes.

On the other side of the mountain road, as they climbed up the stairs together, Chen Pingan kept raising his hand and pointing, probably telling Xu Yuanxia about the situation of the various peaks of the Luoluo Mountain vassal.

The owner of the mountain was elated and proud, his eyebrows were flying, and he was high-spirited.

The white-haired but straight-backed old man put his hands behind his back and pointed somewhere along Chen Ping'an's hand, occasionally nodding and saying a few words.

At the foot of the mountain, the two people were getting farther and farther away, and their laughter was getting louder and louder.

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Previously, Deng Jianping was brought to Luopo Mountain by Xie Gou. He threw it at the Sword Worship Platform and ignored it. He just said that if he felt bored, he would go to Tiaoyu Mountain to find happiness.

Standing on the sword worship platform on one of the vassal hills, Deng Jianping, holding a green bamboo staff, was a little confused. It would definitely not be appropriate to rashly find the person named Gan to worship.

Soon a child in white clothes walked out of a simple thatched hut, holding a purple sand pot in his hand, and asked in an old-fashioned manner: "Who is this sacred person?"

Deng Jianping was a little embarrassed for a while. He always felt that when he arrived at the Luolu Mountain Realm, he would say that he was the master's new disciple. It was very awkward. Deng Jianping could only say half of it. He first signed up for his number, and then said that he was from Luzhou, Beiju.

The sword cultivator had just separated from the mountain master in Xianyou County, and it was Xie Cixi who sent him here. As soon as Bai Xuan heard about Xianyou County, he nodded, "Since I know Brother Xu, I am definitely not bold enough to sneak up the mountain.

There are so many robbers. Now there are so many swordsmen who are obsessed with learning from Lord Yin Guan, I have to keep an eye on them."

Deng Jianping became more and more ashamed.

Bai Xuan glanced at this young man with an unfamiliar face and asked, "Are you also a sword cultivator?"

Deng Jianping nodded and said, "It's a sword cultivator."

Bai Xuan asked: "How old are you and what state of mind are you in?"

Deng Jianping replied: "The golden elixir is when you are not confused when you are close to your age."

Bai Xuan glared and said, "'That's right', what a big statement!"

Deng Jianping was speechless for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the child raised his head, took a sip of wolfberry tea, and nodded, "You are the golden elixir at such an old age, and your qualifications are indeed a bit lacking. It doesn't matter, hard work can make up for your weakness. Don't put pressure on me as a neighbor, which will lead to an unstable Taoist mind."

"

Deng Jianping was speechless.

Bai Xuan thought to himself and said: "Let me introduce you, my name is Bai Xuan, Bai Ye's Bai, Yu Xuan's Xuan..."

Deng Jianping could only remain silent.

As a result, a figure came quietly and came to Bai Xuan's side. As soon as he raised his hand and dropped it, it was hit by solid chestnuts, which made Bai Xuan howl.

Deng Jianping was shocked.

The girl got straight to the point and said, "Deng Jianping, are you Master's new disciple?"

Deng Jianping was speechless.

Guo Zhujiu smiled and said: "It's easy to guess. By the way, my name is Guo Zhujiu. Like Bai Xuan, we both come from the Great Wall of Jianqi. I am very close to you, Luzhou, Beiju. Now we are even closer to each other?"

Deng Jianping came back to his senses, holding the bamboo stick in his arms, lowered his head and clasped his fists, "Deng Jianping has met Senior Sister Guo."

Guo Zhujiu raised his palm with his palm upward and said with a straight face: "Junior brother, no courtesy."

Bai Xuan rolled his eyes... Hey, I'm hiding!

I never thought that Guo Zhujiu didn't reward him with a chestnut and kicked Bai Xuan away. He just protected the purple clay pot with both hands. Bai Xuan walked down the mountain without forgetting to look back at Deng Jianping. He was so pitiful and pitiful that he became Guo Zhujiu's.

Junior brother.

Guo Zhujiu said: "There are sword cultivators here at the Sword Worship Platform. Did Gouzi tell you to learn swordsmanship from Gantang?"

Deng Jianping had no choice but to take the initiative to ignore the term "gouzi" and nodded: "Xie Cixi has this plan."

Guo Zhujiu said: "Then I will take you to Tiaoyu Mountain first to find the way. From now on, you can do whatever you want."

Deng Jianping immediately thanked him.

Guo Zhujiu laughed, this junior brother looked very similar to Scrophulariaceae and the others.

Guo Zhujiu took out a talisman sword from his sleeve and explained: "Of course you can use the sword as you like when visiting the mountains of your home, but in addition, there is an unwritten old rule in the world of the old Li Zhudong. Monks control the wind.

, you need to wear this sword talisman, and our genealogy monks in Luolu Mountain are no exception."

Deng Jianping started to express his thanks again.

It turned out that the old deaf boy had moved out of the Sword Worship Platform not long ago and officially settled in Huaying Peak. He built a hut himself and brought in bedding. It seemed that Gan Zongfeng planned to stay here for a long time.

Although the master master and chief instructor here is Bai Jing in name, the real preacher is Gan Tang. There is no other way, Hua Yingfeng lost so embarrassingly in that competition between the Qi Refiner and the martial artist.

, and most importantly, it is related to whether the old deaf boy can learn some exquisite sword skills from Bai Jing. I have to admit that when it comes to cultivation, there are also different levels of genius. The old deaf boy thinks that he cannot compare with Xiao Mo.

Even worse than Bai Jing.

Generally speaking, when you go to the mountain, you will be completely different from the ordinary people in the city outside the mountain. When the Qi practitioners go down the mountain, they will stand out from the crowd. But the problem is that on the mountain, you are surrounded by people who practice Taoism in the mountain, and they are afraid of being compared with others.

Those who compare goods can easily lose their Taoist heart and even have their Taoist heart collapse. There are many people who are just starting to climb mountains and learn Taoism. At first, their hearts are as high as the sky, but as time goes by, they disappear and become mediocre.

How can such mediocre people reach the top of the road? Day by day, their Taoist heart will retreat, their spirit will be exhausted, and their body and spirit will wither like an old tree. If the old deaf child is not in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the young Taoist is not in Shiwan Mountain, then he will be nothing.

A dominating hero?

In Huaying Peak, the old deaf boy today has a serious expression, like the preacher who is sitting in the hall giving lectures, and he starts to give some enlightened remarks, "Everyone needs to know that there are three realms of spiritual practice. They are on the futon in the dojo.
To be continued...