Top of Suishan.

The old scholar and the golden armored god sit side by side at the top of the steps.

The Masato Suiyama, who was actually sitting taller than the old scholar, asked, "Don't you look at the south of Baopingzhou? This doesn't look like your style."

The old scholar sat on the right hand of the great master Suishan, as if he could hide further from Dongbao Pingzhou. He shook his head, "If you don't look, how many times will a person be heartbroken, how many times will he be able to get heartbroken?"

The golden armored god suddenly raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in surprise: "A rare guest visited Suishan. Old scholar, do you want to see him? If you think he is annoyed, I won't open the door."

The old scholar said: "If it is Dong, Han and Zhu, the three of the Confucian Temple, you can say that the old man has spoken in person. Don't bother us, the most saints, to fight with others."

The three Confucian masters were the three masters and deputy masters of Haoran. They were all the literary priests of the real sense, and they were spread through the Confucian Taoist tradition, and their achievements were made for thousands of years.

The master of Confucianism is the leader of the Confucian Temple, Master Dong.

He proposed the induction of heaven and man, and in his hands, he integrated the complex context. In addition to formulating the framework of the Three Academy of Seventy-Two Academy for later generations, he also set up the Imperial Academy in the Shanxia Dynasty, promoted official schools, and proposed a complete set of mellow methods for the practice of Confucian scholars in the Academy of Scholars. It also made later emperors and monarchs, who encountered natural disasters and strange phenomena and found faults in governing the country, would issue a decree to the world. Each decree issued by emperors of various countries, and the first draft was all taken into account by gentlemen of the academy and finally stored in the Middle Earth Confucian Temple.

Master Dong's biggest feat was that he almost abolished the school of all schools of thought, but was rejected by the saint of rituals. The leader of the Confucian Temple retreated to the second best and used his own strength to evaluate the academic gains and losses of various schools of thought. The secular founding monarchs often formulated genealogy for the surnames of a country under the jurisdiction. Master Dong divided the "Haoran Hundred Schools". The artists and merchants who ranked at the bottom could only recognize this.

Not only that, Master Dong advocated the unity of etiquette and law, and was inclusive, so the knowledge of this Confucian Temple leader had the greatest influence on the Legalists and Yin-Yangists, who were of high status among the hundreds of schools of thought in later generations.

Therefore, Master Dong is known as the "sect of Confucian scholars in the world".

The deputy leader, Mr. Han and Mr. Zhu, one sorted out and reshaped the entire Confucian Taoist context, and further divided the boundaries between gentlemen and wise men. Mr. Han was naturally closest to the sub-saint lineage. It can even be said that the status of the sub-saint in the Confucian Temple has risen, and this Mr. Han has half the credit for this. The other is unique and has a peak in the cultural context, evolving "ritual" to "reason".

The old scholar's knowledge happened to have big and small disputes with the three leaders and deputy leaders of the Confucian Temple.

Master Dong had already proposed that "righteousness is not to seek benefits, and practice the principles is not to hurry up." The Wensheng lineage finally introduced the knowledge of merit, which eventually triggered the three and four disputes from behind the scenes to the front stage. Although the knowledge of merit was proposed by Cui Hao, the first disciple of the Wensheng lineage, within the various conventions of Confucian Taoism, it would naturally be regarded as the second orthodox theory of the old scholar after "nature is evil". Therefore, at that time, the Confucian Confucian Temple regarded the theory of merit as the fundamental purpose of the old scholar's own knowledge. In addition, since Cui Hao always suggested changing the word "destroy" to "right", it was more appropriate, which also caused dislike of Master Zhu's article. Cui Hao was used by the other party to make a statement, and in turn questioned Cui Hao, who was more amazing in the context of you and me...

Students do not recognize that the teacher is a teacher, but no teacher does not care about the student.

The Golden Armored God really admires the courage of the old scholar. In the past, they were just in Suishan, so it would be fine if they were talking nonsense. Now the Supreme Master is sitting next to him. How dare the old scholar be so willing to do this?

I never thought that the old master smiled and said, "I heard nothing."

Anyway, the scholar has the ability to talk nonsense, so he is not afraid of scheming the score after the autumn, and he has the ability to curse in the Confucian Temple. Moreover, when there is a quarrel, he will still talk about whoever scolds him.

The Golden Armored God said helplessly: "It's not the three leaders of the Confucian Temple, but Mr. Zheng, Baidicheng."

The old scholar laughed and threw a wink to his friends. He probably believed that he would open the door immediately, which would make him waste his saliva. So the old scholar stretched his neck first and found that the door was indeed opened. Then he deliberately turned his head and shouted to the Golden Armored God: "Mr. Zheng? You are unfamiliar, you are not. If the old man is unhappy, I will take it and never let Brother Huaixian be difficult to be a human being. Look, this old Zheng, as a giant in the magic path, dares to come to see the Supreme Master. Just this courage,

Why can't I be the first person in the devil? The first person is him. If someone else came to take this seat, I was the first one who was not convinced. If it weren't for Yasheng, I would have sent a plaque to Baidi City. The couplets in front of the door of Tianlai Brother's house in Longhu Mountain, I know, how well it was written, it was just so, and it wasn't for Tianlai to hang it up. When I arrived at Brother Zheng's Baidi City, I would be excited when I drink and show my best skills. As long as I exert my eight success, I will definitely beat Tianshi Mansion in an instant..."

After the great master Suishan opened the door, Zheng Juzhong, wearing a snow-white robe, stepped out from the edge of the earth, and walked directly to the gate of the foot of the mountain. He stopped, bowed to the Supreme Master, and then looked up at the old scholar who was polite. The latter smiled and stood up. Zheng Juzhong snapped his fingers, and the two small mountain river bans in his ear were broken.

The lord of Baidi City obviously does not want to accept the favor of the old scholar.

The old scholar who spent his time was stunned on the spot. Why is his mother Zheng Juzhong so shameless? Next time, he will definitely give him four big words: Baidicheng chess basket.

The golden armored god asked, "Can you see me?"

The old scholar lamented, nodded, reached out to the great god Suishan to hold his shoulder, and came to the gate of the mountain together.

Zheng Juzhong said: "I have always wanted to play a game of chess with two people. Now one can wait slowly. Besides, who can? If you can wait too, I can take people to Nanposa or Liuxia. There are not many people in Baidi City, only seventeen people, but it is still okay to help a little. For example, six of them will sneak into the wild demon clan with the unique secret technique of Baidi City and steal the middle position of the major military tents. It is not difficult at all."

The old scholar sat on the steps, "Forget it, don't put salt on the wound. Do you love going to those two continents?"

Anyway, I will definitely go there, maybe Baidi City has done this.

Zheng Juzhong's way of doing things has always been very wild.

"It seems that Mr. Wen Sheng, your two disciples, have no way to go back."

Zheng Juzhong sat next to the old scholar, silent for a moment, and said, "After the game between Xiuhu and Xiuhu were divided into a chess game between the colorful clouds, Xiuhu actually left a word, but the world didn't know. He said that his junior brother Qi Jingchun had higher chess skills, so he beat him Cui Yan to win him, not as if he had won the Wen Sheng lineage. So I was very curious back then and wanted to go out of the city to welcome Qi Jingchun and invite him to talk about a game. Because I wanted to know who in the world can make his heart proud and arrogant as Xihu, and he is willing to consider himself inferior to outsiders."

The old scholar remained silent.

But Zheng Juzhong said something that no one expected, "But I always think that Cui Hao had higher chess skills outside the chessboard. He lost chess back then, especially in the last game that had not been spread. The chessboard was 23 ways across the board, and Cui Hao lost chess because the chessboard was too small. Even today, I still think so. Qi Jingchun's move was intermittent and scattered everywhere. Cui Hao had to make a move alone, and he could connect the established chess pieces on the chessboard everywhere, and he could take them back everywhere, and eventually, the whole chessboard was in unison, which was not easy for ordinary people to imagine."

The old scholar still doesn't speak.

Zheng Juzhong suddenly asked: "Before Master Dong entered the Confucian Temple, he had preached in the countryside. Was the uninvited guest who was quite dissatisfied with hearing the scriptures? Is it an ordinary and weird old fox in the mountains or one of the hearts of Lu Chen Dadao... a strong mouse?"

The old scholar whispered: "Let me go back and let me ask you."

Zheng Juzhong asked, "The old scholar really can't persuade Cui Yan to change his mind?"

The old scholar shook his head and said, "All disciples are so nice. The sir can't bear to say it. It's useless if you say it."

Zheng Juzhong stood up and said that the lord of Baidi City would return to Fuyaozhou immediately. This was a secret agreement between him and Cui Hao.

Given to Baidi City a close disciple who can inherit his legacy and the Great Dao, Zheng Juzhong needs to exchange for this person with a loss from Fuyaozhou.

And the direct disciple Zheng Juzhong really wanted to cultivate it well was Gu Can, who was used by Cui Feng to ask Chen Ping'an in Shujian Lake.

In that case of the heart-questioning situation, the hard work of the Taoist heart was both in the distraught Chen Ping'an and in the death of refusing to admit his mistakes, but Gu Can, who learned to respect the "rules".

If Gu Can admits it wrong, it is nothing more than the Dali Dynasty or Baopingzhou. Gu Can, a half-baked scholar, doesn't admit it in his heart, but is willing to correct it in matters. Then Haoran will have an extra Baidi City Gu Can, which will make many later generations think that they are smart and clever ways, evil demons and heretics, who truly know what the embroidered tiger Cui Lin and the real demons in the hearts of Zheng Juzhong, the two of them.

Next to the pavilion of Caizhi Mountain, there are hundreds of pine trees, with roots between the cracks of the ancient cliffs and branches and leaves slanted across the viewing pavilion. It is like a fairy master painting a thrush for a small pavilion. The wind blows the pine waves and the mountains are even more secluded. The sun shines through the branches and leaves of the ancient pine trees and falls to the ground. The thin golden color in the pavilion moves with the wind, singing silently. There are also a boy in white and a girl in green robe sitting at both ends of the cliff railing, like a pair of exiled immortals.

Cui Dongshan curled up, leaned against the pavilion, and asked Chunqing for a pot of famous Qingshenshan wine from the world. This is the most indispensable item of the Blue God Banquet in the Bamboo Sea Cave. Chunqing brought a lot of wine when he went out. He put hundreds of jars in all sizes in the object. The mountain master said that if he went out, if he had a relationship, whether it was a rich man in the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain or a peddler in the city, he would not have to be stingy with his own wine. Chunqing's movements were gentle and threw a pot to the divine Mr. Cui. The young man in white twisted his neck and pressed his head against the wine pot. Then his head shook, and the wine pot leaned forward and caught with his hands.

She is not very young and has many knowledges, but she has never seen anyone like Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan lifted the mud seal, sniffed it, stretched his neck and looked out of the cliff, and said, "There are a few people on earth on the plains, and look at me in the blue sky in the east mountain."

Chunqing said, "Mr. Cui is in the immortal realm. Don't do anything to put gilds on his face."

Cui Dongshan turned his head and smiled, "Can a pure girl play chess? Go and chess are OK."

Chunqing shook her head and said, "You know how to play, but you are not very interested. You don't play well. Jiang Taigong often plays Xu Bai. Mr. Wei is not easy to interrupt and talk about the chess game. He will stand on Xu Bai's side. I hope Xu Bai will win the chess. I like to ask Xu Xian if this move is wonderful. Xu Xian's chess is endless. I don't know if it's good or not, so it's a bit annoying. Later, when Mr. Wei turned his head, I nodded immediately and said yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, and yes. I thought that Mr. Wei should calm down when he saw me being so perfunctory, but it still didn't work in the end."

Cui Dongshan sighed: "Miss Pure Girl, you still have not been treated with sincerity enough. As long as you visit our Luopo Mountain, you can go to Qilongxiang Shop for a few days first and learn the art of speech with an old god named Jia. If you don't take a ten-day period, you will definitely benefit a lot, your skills will increase greatly, and you will be invincible from now on."

Chunqing said, "Forget it, I have no idea about Luopo Mountain and Piyun Mountain. If Mr. Cui, if you can teach me an immediate solution, I will consider whether to go."

Cui Dongshan immediately smiled and said, "What's the difficulty? Passing you on a method will ensure it works. For example, next time, Mr. Wei is bothering you again, you should make yourself look serious first, and look at the chess game with your eyes deliberately thinking. After a moment, he raised his head and told Mr. Wei seriously, what Xu Bai is said to be the 'Young Jiang Taigong', is wrong, it should be replaced by Mr. Jiang who is praised as 'old Xu Xian' on the mountain."

Chunqing said in confusion: "Can it really work?"

Cui Dongshan said, "Then let's make a bet. If you give me a hundred jars of Qingshenshan Xianjia wine. If not, just pretend I owe you a hundred jars of the most famous wine in Luopo Mountain? Then you go to Qilong Lane to get it yourself."

Chunqing thought about it and found that he had more than 700 jars of wine in total, but he won or lost only 100 jars. The number increased or decreased. It seemed that the problem was not big. But Chunqing didn't understand why Cui Dongshan kept instigating himself to go to Luopo Mountain and be a worshiper. Is Luopo Mountain necessary? Chunqing felt that he didn't need it very much. He also saw Cui Dongshan's weird behavior with his own eyes, and heard about the famous night tour banquet in Piyun Mountain. Chunqing felt that even if he went to Luopo Mountain, he would probably not be able to adapt to the local environment.

Cui Dongshan sat on the railing, swaying his legs, and hummed an anonymous song "Song of Dragons and Snakes" by the anonymous, "There are dragons that want to fly, and five snakes are the auxiliary. The dragon has risen to the clouds and gets its place. The four snakes follow it and gets its rain and dew, each entering its own home. One snake resents itself and dies in the wild."

Chunqing asked, "Is it the real dragon in Lizhu Cave Heaven?"

Cui Dongshan did not explain, but just turned around and said, "Bai Shi Su Ci is here, the light is thousands of feet long. The melting of thousands of things is a heart of a literary mind."

Chunqing suddenly said, "Mr. Qi was young, didn't he have a temper... not very good?"

Cui Dongshan thought for a while, "Don't say that when he was young, he had never had a good temper. He had a lot of quarrels with Cui Hao, but he complained to the old scholar. He liked to fight with left and right, and he never won a fight once. Sometimes, left and right couldn't bear to beat him again. The young man with a bruised nose and swollen face insisted on continuing to provoke left and right. He was pulled by Cui Hao, and he was dragged away by the stupid guy and even found a chance to kick left and right a few times. If I were left and right, I wouldn't be able to bear it."

Pure youth sighed.

Cui Dongshan said something strange to himself.

In the middle of winter, the lotus pond water dried up, the dead leaves were gone, the remaining branches were slanted, and there was no longer the appearance of holding the rain cover, so the swimming fish disappeared.

Thunder broke out in the middle of the night, and the car was turned around. The poor old man couldn't sleep. It happened that the child was startled and cried, and the sighs and cries arose together.

The world is intestines, the bird path is flat, and the dragon palace is no water. The snow falls and the clothes are thinner, and the dream of plum blossoms outside the door is cold. The white-haired old man sees the place where he forgets to say something, and he suspects that I am a flower, I am snow, and snow and flowers are me.

Why not sleep together...

The Daquan Dynasty in the central Tongyezhou, Taoye Du.

On the ferry, Xie Yue still cooks tea and treats guests, but the tea drinker has a sword cultivator who is the head of the Hundred Sword Immortals in Tuyue Mountain.

She Yue is never interested in fighting and killing. She fought in two fights in a row, which makes no sense. Moreover, the other party has been stubbornly entangled. Two bastards, one surnamed Jiang and the other surnamed Chen, and they all like to say something that hurts people's hearts. No wonder they can become good brothers. Jiang Shang is really a smiling tiger with bad taste, and Chen Ping'an is even a person that She Yue never wants to see again in her life. She is not very old and has a lot of scruples. If her realm is the same as Jiang Shang, I guess that young hidden official will only be more ruthless.

However, Feiran was the only one among the many military tents, who acted similarly to Xie Yue. He got Luhua Island and a Cave of Creation on the sea. When he arrived in Tongyezhou, Feiran just took Mirage City and passed the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It seemed that from beginning to end, Feiran didn't fight and killed anyone, so she felt that Feiran was a fellow fellow, so the round-faced girl grabbed a large handful of tea from the long-necked tin tea pot.

After a while, seeing that the tea leaves were about to be ripe, Xie Yue handed Feiran a cup of tea. Feiran took over and took a sip of the tea leaves. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at the girl with round-faced cotton coat. She blinked and looked forward to her, and asked, "Is the tea taste really better?"

Feiran said helplessly: "That's right, drinking tea is not bitter, it's really unreasonable."

Xie Yue was a little happy and eager to try it out: "My skill in making tea is actually quite average, but cooking is really good. This peach leaf ferry can be used locally. I can grab a few fat mandarin fish, steamed braised stew pots, and the stove on the boat is also complete. Do you want fresh rice and do it? Do you want the rice? There are hundreds of kilograms of Xianjia rice in the food that is close to me, and I am worried that I can't finish it."

Zhou Mi nodded with a smile: "Okay, I guess it's better than drinking white water and eating tea."

Xie Yue was a little annoyed, "Mr. Zhou grabbed me into his sleeves and borrowed some moonlight and soul to go to the moon palace with disguise. It would be fine. I was not as skilled as others and had nothing to say. But how big a matter of making tea and drinking tea, Mr. Zhou would be so petty?"

Zhou Mi smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I apologize to Miss Xieyue for drinking tea. The mandarin fish is steamed better, so I will help me and Feiran cook a pot of rice. In fact, the stinky mandarin fish has a unique flavor. Forget it today, I will teach you back."

Xie Yue nodded and went to the bow of the boat to find a few mandarin fish that were pecking at the peach blossoms near the water. It was too tired and not pleasing to cook tea.

Feiran admired this girl's heart for being so big. She really didn't care about everything and just wanted to eat, drink and play?

Previously, Xie Yue was outside the demon building in Tongyezhou, and was detained by Zhou Mi. He didn't know his life or death. It turned out that in the end, Feiran was the only outsider who was worried, but Xie Yue himself didn't take it seriously. Such a strange woman, I don't know who will be blessed to marry her home in the future.

Xie Yue was busy, Feiran wanted to speak but stopped. He had too many questions in his heart, but he didn't know where to ask. Why did Senior Brother Qi Yun willing to die? In the wilderness, how much a great demon cherishes his life!

Before Che Yun rushed to the battlefield in Fuyaozhou, the joke with Feiran turned out to be the last words.

Zhou Mi took out a seal from her sleeve, threw it to Feiran, and smiled and said, "I'm giving it to you."

Feiran took over, but there was no mystery.

In the wild world, he is well-known for his own old bookworm. His favorite private book seals are very large in the side seal: he has accumulated three million books and freezing in the cold. He has eaten the word "The word "The old bookworm" in this life is not in vain.

However, this seal is a seal that Zhoumi never easily takes out seal books.
To be continued...