, we are on the battlefield together, the junior will definitely draw the sword."

Mrs. Qingzhong felt a little unhappy in her heart. It was very unpleasant for a big man.

Chen Ping'an just pretended not to notice Mrs. Dandan's displeasure.

Zuo Zuo suddenly said: "Do you have any opinions?"

Qi Tingji smiled and said: "It seems a bit."

Lu Zhi only said one word: "Oh?"

Mrs. Qingzhong said categorically: "In reply to Mr. Zuo, absolutely not!"

Come again.

First, there were three old Taoist priests, including Master Huolong, who threatened each other with every word.

Now there are three sword immortals on the left and right.

What the hell are you doing to a lonely and contented girl like me who always bullies me?

If you are really capable, go find Xiao Xun, a fourteenth-level sword cultivator in the wild world. Mrs. Dandan thought about it again, and it seemed that the person who had the most trouble with Xiao Xun in the world was Mr. Zuo in front of her, so she stupidly apologized.

Smiling.

No longer paying attention to Mrs. Dandan, who was of high status but not very courageous, Lu Zhi asked: "How long will the Confucian Temple be ready to open for this meeting?"

Qi Tingji said: "It doesn't matter if we say when it will end. If you really can't wait any longer, just go to the door and drink a pot of wine first, and then go back to Nan Po Suozhou. I will explain it to the Confucian Temple afterwards."

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "It's okay for Mr. Lu to run away in the middle, but it's best for Lu not to travel far away with his sword at the gate of the Confucian Temple. Try to make it as troublesome as possible. First, go meet the Eighteen Sword Masters of the Longxiang Sword Sect, and then

Let’s return to Nan Po Suo Continent together.”

Qi Tingji nodded.

After all, he and Lu Zhi were not people like A Liang, who came to the Confucian Temple and ate as usual. They should show respect to the Confucian Temple and give it to the Confucian Temple.

Lu Zhi thought it was feasible, just drink and run away, walk a few more steps and then run away with the sword. In fact, it was no different from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Lu Zhi just pretended, asked Chen Ping'an for a bottle of wine, took it in her hand, and walked towards the gate.

After crossing the threshold, this woman with a thin face and slender figure was sitting alone on the steps drinking wine. Unexpectedly, someone followed her out soon and sat down next to Lu Zhi.

It was Mrs. Qingshan Shenshan. She smiled and handed Lu Zhi a pot of authentic Qingshan Shenjiu Niang, and called Mr. Lu.

Lu Zhi quickly raised his head and drank a pot of wine, put the jug into his sleeve, took the pot of wine from Mrs. Qingshenshan's hand, opened the mud seal, sniffed and said, "It smells better."

Mrs. Qingshenshan asked: "I heard that Mr. Lu is from China?"

Lu Zhi said calmly: "You think it is, but I don't think so anyway."

Lu Zhi placed the wine bottle in his hand on the steps.

The woman next to me is good-looking, but she can't speak.

Mrs. Qingshenshan smiled and said: "I have a direct disciple named Chunqing. She is a young girl who wants to learn swordsmanship from Mr. Lu. I wonder if Mr. Lu is willing to agree."

Lu Zhi said: "Do you dare to go to the wild world to kill monsters and practice swordsmanship?"

Mrs. Qingshenshan nodded and said: "Dare."

Lu Zhi picked up the pot of wine at his feet and asked, "How are your qualifications for pure youth? They are too bad and I can't teach them."

Mrs. Qingshenshan thought for a while, "No matter what you study, a pure Qingqing qualification can be considered very good."

Lu Zhi asked: "How does it compare to our hidden officials?"

Mrs. Qingshenshan said helplessly: "Mr. Lu asked me this, how can we talk about it?"

Lu Zhi said: "I can agree to accept disciples. As a reward, it is very simple. I heard that the bamboos in your Qingshen Mountain are good, and my wife will send a few to Luolu Mountain. I heard Chen Pingan said that there is a mountain called Piyun Mountain near my hometown.

In the place where there is a tiger named Wei, he likes growing bamboo the most."

Mrs. Qingshenshan agreed and said with a smile: "My surname is Wei Mingbo."

Just saying that Chen Ping'an "helped" sell wine in Zhuhai Cave at the Jianqi Great Wall, she was actually willing to give away a few green bamboos for free.

It's just that the young Yinguan himself has been silent, so she can't go on

The pole delivers things.

Lu Zhi said: "Madam, don't think too much, Chen Pingan and I have nothing to do with each other. It's just that Chen Pingan gave up half of the credit to me when we left Daoxuan Mountain and slayed demons at sea. Since I didn't treat him as an offering to Luoluoshan, I have always been in debt."

With this account in mind, Madam just happened to come to my door, and I taught her swordsmanship and repaid the favor by the way."

Mrs. Qingshenshan nodded, looked at Lu Zhi carefully, and said with a smile: "No wonder that person thinks Mr. Lu is good-looking. I feel the same way now."

Lu Zhi laughed, "Who is that person? Qi Tingji, right or left? It can't be Chen Pingan."

Mrs. Qingshenshan shook her head and said softly: "It's really difficult to chat with Mr. Lu."

Lu Zhi took a sip of wine and glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, "I think it's harder to pretend that you don't like someone."

Mrs. Qingshenshan asked: "Where is Mr. Lu? So what?"

Lu Zhi shook his head, "No matter what, practicing swordsmanship is not easy anymore, why make it even more difficult and ask for trouble."

In her hometown, there are really too many men and women. Because of the separation, the surviving ones are so sad that they will never be able to recover for the rest of their lives.

Because in the Great Sword Qi Wall, there is almost no separation between life and death. As long as someone leaves, they are destined to never see each other again.

Mrs. Qingshenshan said: "I wish Mr. Lu will break through the bottleneck as soon as possible and reach the Ascension Realm."

Lu Zhi said: "Then I won't be polite. Zhuhai Dongtian will lend me another Grain Rain money. It will cost money to practice swordsmanship and it will be a headache."

Chen Pingan walked out of the gate of the Confucian Temple and hesitated for a long time. He had seen Mrs. Qingshenshan walking outside earlier. Chen Pingan felt that the opportunity was rare, so he plucked up the courage and planned to talk to Mrs. Qingshenshan to see if he could get through the Zhuhai Dongtian.

I bought a few bamboos on the side, and naturally I had no shame in borrowing money from Qingshenshan. After all, there was no good relationship between the two parties before, so I had to find someone to borrow them from, whether it was with the young Taoist priest, Liu Daochun, or Mrs. Blushing Yan, whoever I borrowed from was not a loan.

Chen Pingan cupped his fists and said, "Junior Chen Pingan, I have met Mrs. Qingshen."

Lu Zhi and Mrs. Qingshenshan both stood up, and the latter asked with a smile: "Mr. Chen, what do you want from me?"

Chen Ping'an felt a little embarrassed, "I want to buy some Qingshenshan bamboos with my wife, but I am short of money and dare not pretend to be fat, so I must ask my wife about the price first."

The bamboos in Zhuhai Dongtian are usually given away, and there is very little buying and selling, so there is no market price. But if the market situation in the world outside Zhuhai Dongtian is based on, Chen Pingan really has no confidence to move back.

There are only one or two green bamboos in Luolu Mountain. After all, there is a sea of ​​bamboo in the cave. There are thousands of green bamboos, and their grades are also divided into three, six, and nine. Chen Pingan also said that it is the bamboo from Qingshen Mountain, and of course it will only be priceless. Chen Pingan still thinks about Lu Lu.

Since Zhi is here and A Liang is not here, it will be easier to discuss things with Mrs. Qingshenshan.

Mrs. Qingshenshan glanced at Lu Zhi, who smiled and said, "If Yin Guan wants to buy it, then sell it."

It was rare for Chen Ping'an to be so polite to Lu Zhi. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Zhi laughed and said, "No need to thank me, you had to spend your own money to buy it."

Chen Ping'an asked about the prices of various green bamboos, and the one he liked most was the two connected bamboos, one literary bamboo and one martial bamboo.

Two were given to Wei Bo's Peiyunshan, and the other two were kept at home and given to Xiaonuanshu and Pei Qian respectively. As long as Luoposhan's water and soil are suitable, they will be planted in their yards.

Of course they are not the ancestral bamboos of the Bamboo Sea Cave Heaven. It is something that you don’t have to think about. However, these green bamboos that have grown on Qingshen Mountain for five or six thousand years have a high “seniority” in the Bamboo Sea Cave Heaven.

, so hearing the price given by Mrs. Qingshenshan, Chen Pingan felt that he was really daring to pretend to be fat.

Looking at the young hidden official in front of me who didn't say a word, did he become mute?

She deliberately remained silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Luo Luo Shan can give you credit, but you have to calculate the interest."

But Chen Ping'an still didn't dare to agree. A bamboo tree is worth hundreds of fairy coins. Guyu money doesn't really rain from the sky. If it falls in your hand, it can really turn into money.

Especially when he heard about the interest, Chen Ping'an felt guilty. This trip to Yiaozhou Baofengzhai cost a lot, and he bought a ferry Feng Yuan with Xuanmi. If he buys these bamboos now, Chen Ping'an would

Even Ping An has to worry about Wei Wenlong, the God of Wealth, rebelling.

Why, the mountain master finally stopped being the shopkeeper, and then started spending money lavishly when he was out?

Mrs. Qingshenshan smiled and said: "The interest can be calculated on someone's head. He originally owed Zhuhai Cave a lot of money for drinks. I believe Mr. Chen knows a lot about these bamboos. The bamboos transplanted from Qingshan Shen will only grow on the mountain."

If the immortal master plants and manages it properly, every bamboo will become a money tree. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small cornucopia."

Chen Ping'an immediately straightened his back and said, "No problem, junior. I bought it!"

It's just a credit account, and there's no interest, so what are you afraid of?

At worst, they won't even mention this matter to Wei Wenlong over at Luopo Mountain. They will earn some private money from Baofengzhai and pay off the debts themselves. When the day comes when I can no longer hide it, just pull out Cui Dongshan.

She smiled and said, "I'll send someone to Luo Luo Mountain later."

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't dare to trouble my wife so much. You can send it directly to the Yu family of the Xuanmi Dynasty. Then there will be a ferry across the continent to the mountain top of the junior family."

Mrs. Qingshenshan is about to return to the Confucian Temple.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping'an continued to ask: "By the way, madam, what are the prices of the mangosteen and spring bamboo, cloud bamboo from Zifu, and wine bamboo from Dao Hairpin?"

She stopped and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen's business experience is indeed very good. Why don't you just borrow the entire Bamboo Sea Cave? It's all negotiable."

Chen Ping'an immediately cupped his fists and apologized: "Then I won't delay Madam's discussion."

They are all poor, otherwise Chen Pingan would just stay away from this ethereal lady of Qingshenshan when he met her. Talking about money would be too vulgar, and if she didn't talk about money, there would be nothing to talk about.

She suddenly changed her mind and sat back on the steps. Chen Pingan had to sit aside, with a few Lu Zhi between the two portraits.

She looked into the distance and asked softly: "Chen Pingan, what kind of place is the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
To be continued...