Liu Shiliu asked doubtfully: "Sir?"

The old scholar pointed at Zuo Zuo and Chen Pingan, and said sadly: "Jun Qian, look at you, not to mention your junior brother, even Zuo Zuo, there are many girls who like him, but he doesn't like others.

, what about you, ah? What's going on, are you feeling guilty or embarrassed? "

Liu Shiliu scratched his head.

He chuckled and said: "When it comes to women's popularity, I'm far behind my junior brother. At the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were many women who made a special trip to the wine shop. If there are realms in this kind of thing, Jun Qian and I

He is a monk with extremely poor qualifications in the lower fifth realm, and my junior brother has already reached the ascension realm, but he is just short of the fourteenth realm of Hedao."

Liu Shiliu suddenly said: "So that's the case, no wonder."

Chen Pingan kept smiling.

"You two know nothing."

The old scholar patted the sleeves of the closed disciple and said with admiration: "The only one who can stand firm among the flowers is the true hero."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "It's not as exaggerated as Mr. said."

The old scholar said: "Yes. Why not?"

Chen Ping'an insisted: "Really not."

The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay, okay, just pretend it doesn't happen."

Liu Shiliu glanced at the junior brother.

There is always an illusion that there are two people in one person.

The two senior brothers, Zuo Zuo and Liu Shiliu, had a clear understanding of each other. They looked at each other and nodded lightly.

Since this junior brother is so satisfied with his husband, he can't slack off in practicing swordsmanship and boxing.

The old scholar swaggered away with his sleeves flying.

Master Suishan, if you go to chat with that stupid guy, you have to chat well.

The fourth generation of the Mohist family seems to have arrived.

Mr. Dong, who has no fame, and Mr. Fu, who still has no fame, what do you think you are doing, let's have a good chat.

Yu Xuan.

The old scholar felt that everyone should pay a visit and not lose etiquette.

After all, I am the leader of this meritorious forest, and I should fulfill my duty as a landlord no matter what.

As for how to chat, we have already prepared a plan. With that stupid big guy Suishan, we will talk about the young man who casually broke through Suishan's restrictions with a sword, and you won't even see him?

The dialectics of the Mohist lineage are excellent. It is a pity that my disciple is already a disciple of our Literary Sage lineage. Otherwise, you, the fifth generation of the Mohist family, would not dare to say that it is more than enough, and say it is reluctant.

Competent, not too much, of course, if you can also serve as the great master, I don't mind at all, as an old scholar, I don't mind at all. Over at the Confucian Temple, it's easy to discuss. What kind of friendship do I have with the old man and Li Sheng? Don't you know?

We had more interesting conversations with Mr. Yu.

That little girl in Jinjiazhou who is less than thirty years old and is a ninth-level martial artist is called Zheng Qian, right?

What a coincidence, it's my disciple's grandson! Haha, what's even more coincidental is that the young man who can make the Confucian Temple open several bans is Zheng Qian's master and my close disciple.

The old man looked back.

Left and right. Jun Qian. Chen Pingan.

The old man was very proud, but he quickly turned his head, as if he didn't dare to take another look.

The old man felt a little distressed, why did they become his students?

one piece

The three-story boat sailed on the river. Compared with the Xianjia ferries on Wenjin Ferry, the three-story boat was not conspicuous and its speed was not fast. The owner of the ferry obviously had timed it right and rushed to the Confucian Temple to discuss matters. It was not a big deal.

However, Qin Zao and others like Qin Zao, who came there early to eat and drink, were very different.

The three horses walked slowly to the shore. A Liang saw the ferry that was following the river in an orderly manner. Coupled with the familiar atmosphere, he suddenly understood. He held up his bamboo hat, twisted his buttocks, stood on the horse, and pulled

He shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Ding, Brother Ding! This way, this way!"

The building boat came slightly closer to the shore, and a dozen or so immortals soon appeared on the bow. In fact, some of them were originally unwilling to show their faces. They never thought that the man in the bamboo hat would wander past, and not a single one of them would be missed, leaving his old friend behind.

They were all taken care of, so we had to call for friends, ask someone to share the difficulties, and walk out of the cabin together.

The person in the middle seemed to be dazzled by the stars. He was a short-built man with an unspectacular appearance. However, there were two maids with extremely beautiful faces standing beside him. They wore a little makeup and looked like they were in the country.

The man wore an ordinary Qiu Shui Yan Fei Dao hanging from his waist. He had no imposing manner at all. He was just like an inconspicuous handyman, but he was standing arrogantly among a group of princes and nobles.

Li Huai was not very interested in these strange people who had attained enlightenment and sought immortality on the mountain. Anyway, he couldn't reach such a high level. It was meaningless to stick his hot face to his cold bottom. So he paid more attention to the ferry boat. There was something unexpected in the water.

It was a white dragon and an ink dragon that were towing the building boat. The two mysterious objects slowly poked their heads out, but there was no splash at all. This scene shocked Li Huai, but he soon felt relieved. It was probably that

Talisman means.

Li Huai lowered his head and glanced at the horse transformed into a walking horse charm under his buttocks, and then looked at his fairy-like style.

People are so irritating, and hanging around A Liang is indeed a bit shabby. If he were not a good brother, he really wouldn't have suffered this. According to Li Huai's usual style, instead of making a fool of himself and pretending to be fat, it is better to break the pot and break the pot.

I can honestly travel far away on foot. When I traveled far away to study with Chen Pingan, I only had a pair of straw sandals on my feet and a few pairs in my book box, and no one looked down upon me.

A Liang and Li Huai said: "What are you doing here? Call me Brother Ding! He is my good brother, isn't he your good buddy?"

Li Huai was not stupid. He turned sideways, clasped his fists and saluted to the ship, "Senior Ding."

This time Li Huai simply did not declare his identity, so as not to ruin his reputation even before he entered the world.

The two maids beside the man looked strange.

The man with the sword didn't take it seriously.

This Taoist monk on the highest mountain of the Middle-earth Divine Continent has the pseudonym Guo Outing, his Taoist name is Youming, and he is the master of a sect.

His real name is known only to the Confucian Temple.

He just looked at the old man in yellow a few more times.

Is there such a number one mountain monk in the world?

Guo Outing didn't think much about it, just thinking that today's weather was like the time of the Waking of Insects, when extremely old people in the mountains and fields appeared in endlessly, with different identities, and it was difficult to find their roots.

A Liang waved vigorously and said: "Sister Yun Fei, sister Mei Jing, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and she is getting thinner and thinner. It makes brother A Liang feel very distressed."

The three horses stopped, and the boat also stopped.

A Liang squatted on the horse, stretched out his thumb, and pointed at Li Huai beside him, "Brother Ding, the young man next to me is named Li Huai. He is a young talent. He is not very old. His knowledge is not inferior to that of Yuan Yu, and his boxing skills are not inferior to pure

Qing, you can't lose to Fu Zhen in Go, you can't lose to Xu Bai in chess..."

A Liang quickly added, "Actually, I know him. He doesn't know me. He hasn't cut off the chicken head yet, burned it on yellow paper, and written his name on the golden orchid book."

Li Huai's face was stiff. When no one else was present, he would be grateful.

The young Taoist on horseback on the bank sighed quietly. My son is really blessed. Others have to fight to earn a little fame, but Uncle Li Huai got it without any effort.

Guo Outing smiled slightly, thinking that he remembered the "young and talented" Confucian scholar Li Huai.

This Ascension Realm great monk knew A Liang thoroughly and was about to say goodbye and leave. He must not give A Liang any chance to climb up the pole. If A Liang boarded the ship, the consequences would be disastrous. Can Guo Ou Ting be defeated by Guo Ou Ting?

I remember the handful of great monks in the world, no matter who they are, no matter how weird their temperament or their behavior, there are traces to follow, and they can be guessed to some extent, but the man in the bamboo hat in front of me will never know his next words.

What will you say and what will you do next?

For example, when we met the demon giant from Baidi City, it was easy to talk as long as we didn't talk about his master.

Guo Outing never felt that Liu Qi was the most underestimated monk. He always firmly believed that Zheng Juzhong was.

Another example is that your boss is extremely aloof and difficult to get close to, so as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke him, there won't be any trouble.

But that scholar, who is a descendant of a saint, and a swordsman who travels around the world without even giving up his surname, can really do anything.

A Liang laughed and waved his hands: "Forget it, there is no need to invite us to board the ship. I want to go on a horseback riding tour with my good brothers."

Guo Ou Ting was a little surprised. When did A Liang change his gender? Anyone who is a monk on the mountain knows how to find a way down the stairs when he sees a bad opportunity. But this bitch always only goes up the steps.

The ferry continued to move slowly through the water, and its speed was still much faster than the three horses of Zoumafu. Soon, the three of them, Aliang, were far behind.

Seeing that Li Huai was confused, the young Taoist helped him reveal the secret, "It's Guo Outing from Tieshu Mountain."

Li Huai smacked his tongue, obediently, is he the ancestor of Youming who claims to cut the road to hell with one sword?!

One of the ten people from the Middle Earth Divine Continent, he is also a great demon in the Ascension Realm. Tieshu Mountain is the great sect of Haoran. If Baidi City is the holy land in the hearts of wild cultivators in the world, then the Tieshu Mountain of this Taoist Master Youming makes all mountains and rivers

The spirit is fascinated by it.

The young Taoist let out a long sigh. They had the same heterogeneous background, but one was prosperous in the world, established a sect, and was respected by thousands of people, while the other was lying on the doorstep every day in a mountain of 100,000 people, doing nothing in the world.

The place where I suffer from that cowardly attitude.

Li Huai came to his senses and set a trap for A Liang again. He poked A Liang with his hiking stick and said angrily: "Ting, don't miss Ding! Ding is your uncle's Ding!"

A Liang was picking his nose while avoiding the hiking pole, "I can scream whatever I want, and don't you see that Brother Ou Ding also agreed? If it were an ordinary person, he wouldn't be able to stop that 'liquid' ferry boat even if he screamed at the top of his lungs.

"

Li Huai put away his hiking pole, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "I always feel that the boat is a bit evil. A Liang, is it my imagination?"

The young Taoist sighed: "Young master opened his eyes, it is like a divine help!"

A Liang took out a pot of Bright Moon Wine, took a big sip, and said with a smile: "You are young, and you have so many grievances and grievances on the mountain tops. Let alone seeing them with your own eyes, you can't even hear them. Don't talk about the past ten thousand years, only talk about the past three years.

In the five thousand years of the old almanac, there have been more than a dozen fights on the mountain tops, but the Confucian Temple banned the Shanshui Di newspaper. There is no problem in spreading it by word of mouth, but no writing is allowed outside the Confucian Temple.

One of the fights was related to Guo Ou Ting, which caused landslides and earthquakes. Later, the flowerless Tieshu Mountain and the Baidi City among the colorful clouds emerged."

A Liang patted the bamboo knife on his waist, "Although Guo Ou Ting looks harmless to humans and animals, in fact he doesn't have a good temper. This dripping ferry, and the sword on his waist, named Xiaoshou, are really stained with blood.

Banban. The blood-soaked sword is being refined. This guy is lucky. He also owns a demon mirror of the ancestor's rank. It was once a treasure held by a high-ranking god in ancient times. After being acquired by Guo Outing, he refined it into his natal object. Just refining it.

It took thousands of years to transform it. But if you really want to compete with swordsmen, I won't be afraid at all."

On the ancient execution platform, there were armor swords, mountain-breaking halberds, owl heads, and two beheading knives. These were all important weapons forged by the gods in the old almanac. Before the gods actually executed the execution, Jiaolong only saw those weapons. It is estimated that

I was scared for half my life.
To be continued...