After walking a few steps, he came to visit me without saying hello in advance. I hope Mr. Chen will forgive me."

The dignified Yuanying old monk is on his own territory on Qingxia Island, so he can be said to be able to bend and stretch when it comes to speaking.

Chen Pingan had no expression on his face and stretched out his hand.

Liu Zhimao quickly twisted his wrist, and there was a crystal clear jade plaque hovering above his palm. He didn't dare to touch it at all. He pushed it gently and Chen Pingan put it away.

Liu Zhimao took out another water bowl, pushed it toward Chen Pingan with his fingers, and finally stopped in the middle of the table. He smiled and said: "Gu Can's mother, you came to me and had some words. I hope Mr. Chen can listen to it. I

The behavior of such a villain is naturally dirty, but it can still be regarded as a sign of sincerity."

The water in the white bowl is slightly rippled.

Soon the voices of Liu Zhimao and the woman talking in the living room of the Spring Court House were heard.

Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan stretched out his arm, covered the mouth of the bowl with his palm, shattered the ripples, and the white bowl filled with echoing water returned to silence.

The other hand was the hand that held the Half-Immortal Weapon Sword and the Immortal Sword that night. Even afterward, Chen Ping'an smeared the bottle of Middle-earth Lu's secret elixir that could make bones and flesh into flesh as a gift from Lu Tai. It is still shocking and horrible to watch.

Liu Zhimao had a look of sincere admiration on his face and said: "Mr. Chen is truly a gentleman. Liu Zhimao treats a gentleman with a villain's heart."

Chen Pingan retracted his hand and held his sleeves with both hands, "I know what kind of person she is and what she thinks. Maybe the words she said were worse than I imagined. But the moment I moved out of Chun Ting Mansion, she

Any words or deeds he says have little to do with me."

Liu Zhimao nodded to express his understanding.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "In order to help Gu Can, the one you chose, and save the opportunity of that little loach back then in Mud Ping Alley, you not only used your secret skills to bewitch Cai Jinjian of Yunxia Mountain, but you also used your sinister supernatural powers.

, quietly engraved in my heart the words "wanting death", tempting me to assassinate Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua, so that I could disappear completely."

Liu Zhimao said: "I admit that this is the case, and I will never deny it. Doesn't Mr. Chen have a semi-immortal weapon? You can stab my heart or head with a sword, and I will never fight back. From now on, we will have a grudge."

Qing! After that, if Mr. Chen wants to be stubborn again, then give it a try."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I've learned a lot about your Shujianhu way of doing things. I never tire of it. There's something new every day."

Liu Zhimao kept a straight face and said nothing.

In fact, in Shujian Lake, except for Gu Can and the woman, Liu Zhimao gave people the impression that he was taciturn, cherished his words like gold, and smiled at everyone. Especially in the direct disciples like Tian Hujun and the "important ministers" like Yu Hui

"In my eyes, Liu Zhimao's sanctimonious and ruthless nature is really very intimidating.

People who remain silent all year round are either simple-minded and not good at words, or they are very scheming.

Therefore, the old island owner of Tianmu Island who disliked Liu Zhimao the most, who was once the only eight-level swordsman in Shujian Lake, and who is now completely lost in spirit, gave Liu Zhimao a sentence: "Fake True Lord, Smiling Buddha,

The harsh evaluation of "The Shura Sword hidden in the sleeve".

Chen Pingan then made a move that made Liu Zhimao's eyelids tremble slightly. He lifted the cotton-wrapped palm from his sleeve, took off the sword gourd from his waist, and poured most of the bowl into the white bowl in the middle of the table.

Wu Tijiu pushed it back to Liu Zhimao. Chen Pingan put the sword gourd on the table and said with a smile: "What will happen if I stab you with the sword? Not to mention whether it can hurt the true king, even if it can, the cunning rabbit has three holes, I will

I know that the Immortal Family on the mountain has more than one method of surrogate death."

Liu Zhimao took the white bowl and drank the wine in the bowl generously, "Mr. Chen is talented and intelligent, and has great fortune. It was I, Liu Zhimao, who was blinded back then. I accept the punishment. Mr. Chen might as well make some conditions."

Chen Ping'an said: "If I say that bygones are bygones, you don't believe it, and I don't believe it myself either."

Liu Zhimao laughed heartily and pushed out the white bowl, "Just because of these generous words from Mr. Chen, I will ask Mr. Chen for another bowl of wine."

Sure enough, Chen Pingan poured another bowl of wine for Liu Zhimao, which was almost half a bowl.

Liu Zhimao drank it all in one gulp.

If the Qingxia Island monks saw this scene, they would probably just treat it as the guest of honor enjoying themselves, smiling only when they met, and drowning their grudges in the cup.

Chen Ping'an said: "Before I make the conditions, I have something to ask Mr. Zhen."

Liu Zhimao nodded and said, "I know everything I know and can tell you everything."

Chen Ping'an asked: "What is the root of the true king's cultivation of the mind?"

Liu Zhimao said without hesitation: "Taoists who practice Tao naturally seek truth."

Chen Ping'an asked: "Can you tell me in more detail? Tell me about your own skills?"

Liu Zhimao hesitated for a moment, but still answered: "The seven emotions and six desires are a mess. Then let's peel off the cocoons and classify them into categories..."

Having said this, Liu Zhimao pointed to the row of cabinets behind the desks, "Just like Mr. Chen, he placed different secret files."

Liu Zhimao continued: "After that, the monks who choose to follow my side path have their own choices and their own paths to follow. They may shrink to the size of a mustard seed and put it aside, or they may turn into a mountain and continue to stabilize. As for the cultivation method, how many grains of mustard seeds are condensed and how many mountains are built up from the soil are the qualifications and talents of each person to practice Taoism. There are many passes and dangers. To deal with those mustard seeds, for example, one can derive the Zhan San technique passed down from ancient times. The art of corpse, the way of internal alchemy, and how to build a mountain, there are also ways to eat clouds and drink dew, and take external elixirs. The speed of practice, and the level of bottlenecks, all depend on the level of the cultivation techniques passed down by each family. "

Liu Zhimao stopped there, "We can only go into detail to this point, which involves the fundamental path. If we go on, this is the real desire to die. It's better to let Mr. Chen stab him with one more sword."

Liu Zhimao asked: "I know Mr. Chen has already made a plan, why don't you give me a happy word?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't worry. I still have a question. Liu Laocheng is following behind, and he has driven Qingxia Island's hundreds of years of momentum in Shujian Lake to the bottom of the lake overnight, together with the small loaches. So really Can you still be the king of this world? Will the real king spit out the fat in his mouth, give it to Liu Laocheng with both hands, seal the gates of more than ten islands from now on, and become a king with a different surname in Shujianhu, a vassal town, or is he going to give it a try? Liu Laocheng is behind the oriole, and Zhenjun also has the big Li slingshot behind?"

Liu Zhimao didn't answer anything directly, but was filled with emotion and grievance, and said helplessly: "I'm just afraid that Da Li has quietly turned to support Liu Laocheng now. Without a backer, Qingxia Island's small arms and thin legs can't afford any trouble. I, Liu Zhimao, in the eyes of Liu Laocheng, am no better than those cardigan girls on the island. Not to mention peeling off a few pieces of clothing, even peeling and cramping, so what's the difficulty?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I heard that Zhenjun is good at making good tea and drinking cheap wine. But I'm not good at it. I can't get used to drinking tea. I only know some words on paper."

Liu Zhimao said angrily: "Mr. Chen's teachings will be remembered by Liu Zhimao."

Chen Pingan suppressed his smile and said, "If you want to clear up the grievances between you and me, you can, but you have to leave it to me alone."

Liu Zhimao shook his head directly and said: "If this doesn't work, Mr. Chen, don't think about it."

Liu Zhimao smiled and said: "To be honest, she is just a half-human and half-ghost woman from Zhu Xian Mansion. Liu Laocheng took her away by force that night, or did she ask for it like you, how dare I not give it to her? But have you ever thought about why Liu Laocheng didn't do this?"

Chen Pingan, with his hands in his sleeves, sat quietly opposite Liu Zhimao, like a dilapidated statue with peeling paint in a place with thin spiritual energy.

Liu Zhimao asked curiously: "Don't say she was kept in the dark about this secret matter. Even the ghost Xiu Ma Yuanzhi of Zhu Xian Mansion didn't know it. How did you guess it?"

Chen Ping'an did not hide it, "First the origin of the name Zhu Xian Mansion, and then the name of the pot of wine."

Liu Zhimao became increasingly puzzled and once again addressed Chen Ping'an as Mr. Chen, "Please Mr. Chen, please help me clear up my doubts."

Chen Pingan said slowly: "Gui Xiu Ma Yuanzhi, who was born as a rice cook, has a special liking for Liu Chongrun of Zhuchai Island. I have heard his own stories about the past, and when he talked about Zhu Xian Mansion, I felt quite proud.

, but I didn’t want to give an answer, so I went to Zhuchai Island and tested Liu Chongrun with the word Zhu Xianfu. The female cultivator immediately became angry. Although she didn’t tell the truth, she called Ma Yuanzhi a shameless person.

.I made a special trip to Chishui City, and in the name of buying ancient books on Yuanwei Street, I asked the old shopkeepers of several bookstores, and then I found out that in the hometown of Liu Chongrun and Ma Zhiyuan, there was a relatively uncommon poem, "Chongrun"

"Run the Zhu Xian", the puzzle was solved. Ma Yuanzhi was so complacent that he named his mansion Zhu Xian, and the word "Xiang" is a homophone of "thinking"."

Liu Zhimao put his hands on his hands and smiled, "It's wonderful. If Mr. Chen hadn't revealed the mystery, I wouldn't have known that Ma Zhiyuan, a humble rice-bearer, had such an elegant intestine."

Chen Ping'an said: "Yellow vine wine, palace wall willows, official wine from Hongsu's hometown, palace willow island in Shujian Lake, and the heavy evil spirit that lingers on Hongsu's body. Upon closer inspection, it is full of persistent sorrow and resentment.

You don’t need me to read the secret records of Shujian Lake. The love affair between Liu Laocheng and his disciple Nuxiu that ended without a problem, the latter’s sudden death, and Liu Laocheng’s departure from Shujian Lake are things that everyone knows. I’ll contact you again.

Liu Zhimao is so cautious. Naturally, he knows that the biggest opponent to become the co-owner of Shujian Lake is not the two islands of Qingzhong Tianmu, which are supported by Lisu Island and Da Li. It is Liu Laocheng who has never shown up. How dare you fight for this world?

Monarch, in addition to Da Li being your backer and helping you gather momentum, you must also have some secret means that you can use to protect yourself and leave a way out to ensure that Liu Laocheng, a monk in the fifth realm, will not return to Shujian Lake once he returns to Shujian Lake.

kill you."

Liu Zhimao laughed heartily.

What a confidant!

I can't even imagine that in such a huge lake of letters, in the end, it would be such a young man from a foreign country who was Liu Zhimao's confidant!

Chen Ping'an looked a little tired, "Let me make a half request first. You must have tampered with Gu Canniang personally, so remove it. Now Gu Can is no longer a threat to you, and your immediate concern is Liu from Gongliu Island.

How does Lao Cheng keep his position as the king of the world? Over at Dali, I will give it a try and help you operate it privately. At least you will not be treated as an abandoned son and used as Liu Lao Cheng's way to the top."

Liu Zhimao frowned and said, "Hongsu's life and death are still under my control."

The young accountant with slightly sunken cheeks picked up the sword-raising gourd, took a sip of wine, coughed a few times, and said: "What if? What if Liu Laocheng is no longer the owner of Gongliu Island? What if something is involved?"

Now that he's on his way, Hongsu, is it really that important? If you couldn't let go back then, are you sure you still can't let go now? There's no way of saying that an 'in case' really comes, that is, he kills Hongsu's life directly, and then he dares to

If you touch his Liu Laocheng reverse scale, you will punch him to death. So, Liu Zhimao, you make your own choice, I just give you a way to prevent the worst ending from happening."

Liu Zhimao asked a key question, "Mr. Chen, are you really capable of influencing the decisions of Dali's senior executives?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Yes, but it's limited. But I can tell you clearly that the Dali Song family still owes me something."

Liu Zhimao looked at this young man.

Mixed feelings.

Liu Zhimao put away the white bowl and stood up, "I will give Mr. Chen a clear answer within three days."

Chen Ping'an did not get up, "I hope that the True Lord will seek truth when it comes to the direction of the road and his own life and death."

The corners of Liu Zhimao's mouth twitched, "I will."

After Liu Zhimao left, Chen Pingan kept coughing.

That night, I forcibly controlled the sword fairy.

The hidden dangers are endless.

A natal acupuncture point was already damaged, which undoubtedly made it worse.

But this is nothing.

Chen Ping'an was never afraid that one day he would become poor again and his family would be completely destitute again.

But.
To be continued...