Each has a ferry and a return boat. Fortunately, we meet the weather and the weather is calm.

Two scholars with huge age disparity in green clothes stood side by side on the cliff, with the sea and sky in one color and the sky and the earth in harmony.

No wonder so many people at the foot of the mountain pursue Taoist traces and fairy tales among the cliffs.

Chen Ping'an was a little surprised because he was invited by the saint of rituals when he came, and he protected the road all the way to the Confucian Temple to participate in the discussion. When he went, he was still sent to the saint of rituals and sent it all the way to the shore of the East China Sea in the Middle Earth God Island, as if waiting for the arrival of that night ship.

Of course he could not have imagined that his husband used the reason that "good gathering and separation will be very kind" to convince the saint of Li and Saint to accompany the closed disciples to this trip.

Li Sheng smiled and said, "You are in business, and you are amazing."

Chen Ping'an was a little ashamed. He was really not idle when he participated in the meeting this time.

Li Sheng smiled, actually joking about the young hidden official who was a fan of money and doing a business. Previously, at the gate of the Confucian Temple, Lu Zhi helped build a bridge. Mrs. Qingshenshan was willing to give away a few bamboos in Luopo Mountain for free, but the kid hit him head-on and insisted on spending money to buy it. I guess he still felt that he had made a profit now?

Chen Ping'an raised his courage and asked carefully: "Can you ask a question to the saint of rituals, why did you name the fifth world Wucai?"

Li Sheng smiled and said, "You can understand it as a certain expectation of the Supreme Master, such as the blooming of flowers, colorful, and great beauty on earth."

I knew what this kid was trying to do, but Li Sheng didn't think about making him fulfill his wish. Feishengcheng had already taken the lead in the world of Wucai, and it was inappropriate for the Confucian Temple to make an exception.

Seeing the saint of Lili, Chen Ping'an had no intention of telling the secret, so he had to give up. He still had this little bit of vision.

Li Sheng said: "How do you feel when you travel far and often deal with the gods of mountains and rivers?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "It seems that most people will gradually feel tired of the world."

New gods are often full of enthusiasm. No matter what their original intention is, they absorb the essence of incense, temper the golden body, or work diligently to benefit one person. No matter the size of their respective mountains and rivers, a god who is responsible for helping the emperor and monarch regulate yin and yang has too many things to do. However, over time, the mountains and rivers are safe, and everything needs to be done step by step. The gods of the mountains and rivers have different paths from those who practice Taoism, and there is no need to practice hard. Over time, even if the golden body of the gods is still completely different, they will have a sense of dusk energy, fatigue, and depression.

Speaking of this, Chen Ping'an said: "But there will be many exceptions, such as the river water god buried in the Tongyezhou Daquan Dynasty. It seems that in another thousand years, she will still be energetic and care about the people, and will not regard herself as the water god."

The saint smiled with a knowing smile.

It’s not a family, it’s not a family.

It would be fine if the old scholar talked about it many times, and praised the Water God Empress, who was "graceful in character, enthusiastic in hospitality, and very well-versed in knowledge of both etiquette and literary saints". Among the old scholar students, except for Chen Ping'an, who was by his side, even the buried water God of the Biyou Palace, who had always been careless, they specifically mentioned the River Water God of the Biyou Palace. However, the two students of the old scholar were relatively fair, and they were just one or two words, which would not be annoying, but they were also very important.

For this reason, the Lisheng had previously found Jingsheng Xiping to take out the files in the Confucian Temple and carefully read the files about the burial of the Daquan River.

The Lisheng asked, "Do you know where this place is?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and glanced on the way. It was a mountain sect with extremely rich spiritual energy in the world. The spiritual energy was condensed, like several rivers hanging in the air, lingering in several mountains, with majestic atmosphere. If nothing unexpected happened, it was the legendary Shanhai Sect. There were all female monks at the sect. According to legend, the founder of Shanhai Sect, a woman named Nalan Xianxiu, was proficient in fireworks and had made a great wish and vowed to move mountains and ridges to fill the world.

There are many rumors in this world, such as the mysterious birds adding to the sea, the monkeys watching the moon, and the dogs eating the sun.

In that war, Nalan Xianxiu went out to sea. It was she who first found Fei Fei, the throne demon. He heard that he was seriously injured in a fight and had to go into seclusion to cultivate, so he failed to participate in the Confucian Temple's discussion. The reason why Fei Fei was detained in the Laojun Danlu Mountains by the Confucian Temple was that this founding ancestor of Shanhai Sect was considered the first merit.

Chen Ping'an is familiar with these sects located on the top of the Shenzhou Mountain in Middle Earth. What's more, Shanhai Sect is similar to the Liu family of Aizhou, the Tianqing Sacrificial Mountain of Zhuhai Cave and the Yu family of Xuanmi Dynasty. It was one of the few places in Haoran that always opened their doors to Cui Yan, the Xiuhu Cui Yan, to welcome guests. Regarding this matter, Chen Ping'an asked his senior brothers, and said that it was because there was a female cultivator in the Shanhai Sect, who was the direct disciple of Nalan, who liked Cui Yan, and fell in love at first sight. Later, Shanhai Sect was willing to openly protect Cui Yan, who fled to all directions, and had some relationship with the sect's righteousness, but more of the love between children.

At first, Chen Ping'an believed it, but later when he saw Senior Brother Zuo and Chanjuan Cave Tian’s temple prayer "about and talk to each other", he became a little skeptical about this matter.

The saint looked into the distance.

Life is like a journey against the other side, traveling at night with candles. What is the floating like? A sand gull in the world.

Li Sheng smiled and said, "There is a long way to go. If you encounter difficult things in the future, go to the Confucian Temple more often. Even if you ask for it once or twice, it will be useless. Don't be disappointed easily."

What is disappointment? It is nothing more than having to ask for it after all efforts. It is useless to ask for it, as if it is useless to ask for it with heaven, earth and people.

The old scholar once asked for every effort for two students.

If the old scholar remembers this closed disciple, if the saint remembers correctly, he has also sought all over his hometown when he was young, it would be useless.

The Saint of Li continued, "Buddhist says that all wisdom comes from great compassion. I think this sentence makes a lot of sense."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I will think more."

What is suffering?

Maybe it was the wooden man on the roadside, silent.

Today, there are many mountains and rivers in Haoran, such as the southern part of Baopingzhou, and the entire Tongyezhou. There are many ghost towns now.

Li Sheng said: "Chen Ping'an, then I will leave first. In about half an hour, the night boat will dock from Guixu here and pick you up on board."

Chen Ping'an bowed respectfully.

The next moment, there was no politeness around him, and then Chen Ping'an stood there on the spot.

It turned out to be seven or eight feet away, and there were three people who seemed to be enjoying the scenery there.

Those three people were also extremely surprised and were only more strange than Chen Ping'an. After all, this is a sect's gate.

Where can I come out? I am so good at hiding and sneaking? I am so bold, I remove my blind methods and show up to provoke me openly?!

Chen Ping'an said sincerely with his eyes: "It's all misunderstandings!"

It is impossible to bring out the rituals and saints, and it is not appropriate, and no one believes it if you say it.

Among the three, there was a woman who seemed to be walking out of the picture of a lady on the wall, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, but what really impressed Chen Ping'an was this woman. She was sitting on the edge of the cliff with her legs hanging in the air. She was smoking a dry cigarette, a purple bamboo material of cigarette pole, an emerald cigarette mouth, and a silk thread that fell on a pipe.

After she was lost for a moment, she quickly calmed down and vomited a large mouthful of smoke. The woman smiled and looked at the uninvited guest with a blue shirt and a sword on her back. Yes, she could ignore the several mountain and water restrictions of the Shanhai Sect. Could it be a sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm or even the Ascension Realm? But why did she look at her face? Or did she feel that she was injured and could come here to win the power?

There was also a girl lying beside her, who had kicked her calves again and again before, gently knocking them round.

She stopped moving, frowned, turned her head and stared at the libertarian who jumped out of nowhere. She looked quite decent, so why didn't she learn so well?

Finally, there was a little girl who was originally lying on a bamboo mat and rolling boredly. She stood up behind her, walked to the woman holding a tobacco pole, raised her palms, and asked softly: "Master Xianxiu, is it the legendary Aliang?"

Chen Ping'an decisively said: "I don't know anything Aliang!"

The founder of Shanhai Sect, smiled and said, "Only his friends will immediately say that they don't know him as soon as they hear the name."

Chen Ping'an really can't refute this truth.

The girl sat up and asked, "I have a very good surname. If you have any misunderstandings, please make it clear quickly and don't learn from that Aliang."

No matter what genealogy, immortal masters, and wild cultivators in the mountains and lakes, there are actually only three types of cultivators in the world. The first type is, such as practicing Taoist methods with Talisman Yu Xuan and Fire Dragon True Man, having poetry and singing with Su Zi and Liu Qi, drinking Qingshen wine at the Bamboo Sea Cave Heaven, or playing chess with Fu Shu in the colorful clouds... The iron must be strong himself. Such people are the most popular when walking at the mountain, and most of them are the founder of a certain mountain. The younger the one, the more confident it is. For example, the left and right sword cultivator, the martial artist Cao Ci.

The second type is that there are great ancestors, good teachers, and good qualifications. The road is expected and there is hope for reaching the top. For example, Yuanlun of the Confucian Temple and Gu Can of the Baidi City.

The last thing is that you can only rely on the name of the sect to get rid of the tiger's skin.

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed for a moment, how to explain it? As long as you don't bring out the ritual saint, it will be really difficult to explain clearly.

But the girl in front of her seemed to be a female ghost. Could it be that she was wandering here in her dream?

Chen Ping'an had to bite the bullet and hold his fists and apologized: "It was my fault for accidentally entering this place. I am here to wait for a ferry to dock. Once the ferry arrives, I will leave immediately. If it is not suitable to stay here, I can go out to sea and wait for the ferry immediately."

If Shanhai Sect must be asked for guilt and apologizing is useless, he will have to run away.

Fortunately, Nalan Xianxiu looked at the Qingshan Guest with Sword on his back and smiled and said, "It doesn't look like a lewd. Since he accidentally entered this place and apologized, then let's do it. It's rare to meet in the world. Just wait for the ferry. You don't need to go out to sea with your sword. You and I will enjoy the scenery."

Chen Ping'an clasped his fists and thanked him, thinking that Yufeng would still be swimming to the sea and staying here was a bit out of place. But before he could speak, the old woman who was sucking clouds and foggy smiled and said, "Why, relying on being a sword cultivator, don't give face?"

Chen Ping'an had to sit cross-legged, staring at the sea without looking sideways, and squeezing hands with his hands, quietly and silently.

Anyway, it's enough to last half an hour.

There was no reason for the three of them not far away, and they didn't move.

It seemed as if both sides were so close that they did their own things and spoke their own words.

In fact, what is the case in life and what is not like this.

Chen Ping'an had previously found Liu Cha in Gongdelin, but he had no intention. He just chatted with this sword cultivator who was once the highest sword art and sword skills in the wild world.

After Jingsheng Xiping helped open the gate of the secret realm, Chen Ping'an found the big bearded ranger who was sitting by the lake fishing.

Chen Ping'an sat aside and asked curiously: "Do you have any deeper intentions to name the Kaishan disciple Zhuqi?"

Liu Cha said, "It's almost the same as you guessed."

Dong Sangeng, the old sword immortal of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, was originally wearing a sword that was ten feet tall, but it was broken in the wild world. Dong Sangeng used a bamboo box to hold the head of a giant demon in the Ascension Realm. After returning to his hometown, he forged a new sword, called the bamboo box.

Although he was a prisoner, Liu Cha looked calm and had nothing to talk about with the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. However, Liu Cha was willing to say a few more words in this matter.

"I have only admired Dong Sangen from the Great Wall of Sword Qi for thousands of years."

"If I had traveled to Haoran, I would have died a few times if I had used such a way to draw a sword like him."

"I met Aliang in my hometown. The reason why we two became friends was largely because Aliang claimed to be Dong Sangen's age-lost friends. That guy said earnestly, I believe it."

After knowing the answer, Chen Ping'an was already satisfied. After watching Liu Cha's fishing for a while, he couldn't help it and said, "Senior, you fish like this. To be honest, it's like eating hot pot and splashing soup on your face, which is very eye-catching."

Liu Cha remained silent.

The scholars of the Great Wall of Sword Qi are unpleasant to listen to.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the fish basket, "It's really not that the seniors can catch such fish, but they are just right. Either the fish are hungry and anxious to reincarnate, or their luck is too bad, similar to the drunkard on the roadside falling into the gutter."

Liu Cha asked, "Is there any particularity?"

I still practice swords here and I have no interest in reading books, so I can only spend my time with fishing. Liu Cha deliberately gave up his identity as a Qi training man, otherwise it would be completely boring.

Chen Ping'an asked back, "What do you think, senior?"

If I talk to me about this, there will be no Ascension Realm 14, all of them are juniors.

Liu Cha thought for a while and said, "Mermaid water, rod hook and bait, I think it's just that."

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed by Liu Cha's words and asked, "Senior, are you playing the game with me here, or do you really think it's that simple?"

Liu Cha stopped talking.
To be continued...