Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Walking well, talking is tiring."

The Xianwei sighed, he was poor and had short ambitions, so he had to be taught how to behave by a follower.

When Chen Pingan passed by the wine shop, he suddenly stopped, turned around and walked straight into the wine shop, because there was a man in white clothes inside, occupying a table to himself and drinking.

Xianwei really hit the mark with his words.

Zheng Juzhong raised his wine bowl and smiled.

: "What a coincidence."

Chen Pingan walked to the wine table, bowed to Zheng Juzhong, called Mr. Zheng, and just sat down silently. There were three empty wine bowls on the wine table. Zheng Juzhong was obviously waiting for his group to pass by the wine shop.

Chen Pingan was sure that the Zheng Juzhong in his eyes and the man in white in the eyes of many drinkers in the wine shop were two different people.

No need for Zheng Juzhong to say anything, the puzzle in Chen Ping'an's mind is half solved.

Chen Pingan didn't feel that he was worthy of letting Zheng Juzhong wait. It must be because of the immortal captain next to him.

Xianwei sat down generously, but Xiaomo stood behind Chen Pingan after helping pour the wine.

Because the other party did not use any cover-up trick on him, Xiao Mo knew the identity of the man in front of him and recognized him at a glance.

He followed Chen Ping'an to Haoran World. Although it was not long ago, Xiao Mo was extremely focused on collecting some information from the mountains and identifying the handful of people who were the most capable in Haoran World. Of course, all of them were at the peak of the Ascension Realm.

Remember them all silently.

Zheng Juzhong glanced at the Xianwei at the same table and said: "If you scratch the wine with a hairpin, the hairpin will be gone in a moment, just like someone grinding ink. Your reputation and reputation will be destroyed forever."

The Xianwei was happy, good guy, if you want to talk about these nonsense, I can't defeat Cao Xianshi, am I still afraid of you?

He picked up the wine bowl with two fingers, and without any thought of words or drafts, the young Taoist priest began to talk nonsense in a serious manner. He gently shook the wine bowl, took a sniff, and said with a smile: "The Tao is higher than the devil, and the destiny is many.

It’s bad, I’m just calling Naihe.”

Chen Pingan's eyelids trembled when he heard this.

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "It's great to congratulate you for your good words and actions."

Xianwei complained to himself and said: "Life in heaven is like a boat on dry land. What can I do? Do you want me to defy heaven?"

Anyway, there is only one purpose, words can calm people down and they will come.

Zheng Juzhong smiled, stood up, and left.

I left a Xiaoshu coin on the table as drink money.

Zheng Juzhong only said three words to Chen Pingan from his heart, "It's not serious."

This is probably the way to teach Chen Pingan how to get along with Xianwei.

Chen Ping'an replied from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for your teaching."

After Zheng Juzhong walked out of the wine shop, Chen Pingan put the Xiaoshu money in his sleeve and shouted to the shopkeeper: "Let's pay the bill first."

The Xianwei was confused and asked: "Master Cao, who are you? His words are quite unreliable. Fortunately, he is a decent person and knows how to leave the money for drinks."

Chen Ping'an still didn't bother to pay attention to this guy. He just gave the wine shop owner a piece of snow money and drank the so-called Changchun Palace Immortal Brew on the table.

Chen Pingan let Xiao Mo sit and drink, then he lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and asked in his heart: "Xiao Mo, those four flying swords of yours?"

When he met Xianwei for the first time at the inn, Xiaomo used four flying swords.

Xiao Mo didn't have any hidden secrets, and said straightforwardly: "Three of the flying swords are mainly for attacking, and one is for assisting in practice, but they seem very useless now. The four flying swords have never been named, and you may still need them in the future."

I'll do it for you. Of the first three, one of them is Xiaomo's favorite, because it can pull a star from the sky and fall to the earth. If you want to ask someone for a sword, you need to really fight hard, and success or failure depends on it. The other two are very mediocre.

, a natal magical power that can imitate other people's flying swords. Unfortunately, this will not last long, and it will drop a rank and reduce the killing power a lot. It is better than nothing. There is also a flying sword that can temporarily build a prison to detain Taoists.

Soul still belongs to the side of swordsmanship and is not the right path of swordsmanship. Therefore, when I asked people about swordsmanship in the early years, I didn't like to use these flying swords. They were fancy and impractical."

"The last flying sword was extremely beneficial to my practice in the early stage. It once allowed me to climb heights very quickly. Of course, it is nothing compared to the master's power. This sword can allow me to absorb the world of heaven and earth without any refining.

Until the spiritual energy within a thousand miles radius becomes what today's Qi practitioners call a 'lawless place', I can put away my flying sword and go to practice elsewhere. In my early years, I waited until I became an Earth Immortal...today's Immortal Realm

After that, this flying sword will have little meaning, so it’s useless to talk about it.”

"In the future, if I follow the young master and meet a promising sword fairy embryo, Xiaomo will also recruit a few direct disciples and teach them the swordsmanship carefully until one day I find a suitable candidate who can be my close disciple. As long as the other person

If my Taoist heart is strong enough, I will take out this natal flying sword and give it to this proud disciple."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Xiao Mo, don't just talk, drink more."

Xiao Mo had a look of longing and asked: "Master, is there a suitable candidate in our Luo Luo Mountain? If there happens to be such a sword fairy embryo in the mountain, I don't have to go to so much trouble and just find a close disciple."

It's not a joke.

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine, waved his hand and said politely: "I'm not such a childish person like you, take your time."

Seeing that the immortal captain looked a little dazed, Chen Pingan asked: "What's wrong?"

The Xianwei patted his belly and said aggrievedly: "I can't satisfy my hunger with wine, I'm hungry."

He had never thought that this wine shop only sold drinks and not food. Moreover, the shopkeeper was just a man, which was very different from what was written in the book. He was a woman selling wine, she was round and beautiful, and she was ready to appear.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "When we get to the capital later, let Xiaomo buy you some breakfast."

The Xianwei frowned when he heard this and said: "There are still more than ten miles to go. Master Cao, with my foot power, I can walk back slowly. I can't delay your business?"

Chen Pingan laughed it off and turned to look outside the wine shop, where people were coming and going and passers-by were in a hurry.

Something to drink with.

Moonlight, beauty, dirty talk.

Hometown, longing, and dreams.

Chen Ping'an and other Xianwei finished drinking slowly, and the three of them left the wine shop together. Xianwei lingered for a while, feeling sleepy and lacking energy when he thought about how far he still had to go. Fortunately, Master Cao was still considerate, and turned around.

After leaving the official road, he asked Xiao Mo to grab the Xianwei's shoulders by the shallow water of the reed flowers, while Chen Ping'an used his water cloud body to return to the capital together.

The three of them came to a small Taoist temple whose appearance did not reveal their identity at all.

While Xianwei was chewing on the sesame seed cakes Xiaomo bought for him, two pieces were rolled together and stuffed with dried prunes, vegetables and meat. They were delicious and filling.

Chen Ping'an stood on the street outside the capital's main government office with his hands in his sleeves, as if he was not in a hurry to visit.

Xiao Mo saw that his young master did not move, so he took a few steps forward, bent down and looked down at the stone tablet erected next to the steps. The person who erected the tablet was the Taoist leader of the Chongxu Bureau of the Great Li Dynasty. According to the inscription, a person

With a long list of titles, the disciple of Sandong led the Taoist priest of the capital to the master of Chongxu Pavilion, Wu Lingjing of She County.

When he and Ning Yao passed by this place before, Chen Ping'an was still wondering who this Wu Lingjing was and how he could hold the title of "Daoshi Zheng" and be in charge of dozens of Daozhengs in the Dali court, which was equivalent to directly drawing a clear line with Shen Gaozong.

Later, when I looked through the files at the Qintian Prison in the capital, I found out that he was the middle-aged Taoist from Baiyun Temple in Qingluan Kingdom. According to the current Dali officialdom, the reason why this man was able to rise to heaven in one step and take charge of Chongxu Bureau affairs was because he was accompanying the capital.

It is highly recommended by Mr. Liu, the Minister of Rites, and it is reasonable for the friendship between fellow villagers to rise to heaven.

Not only the Chongxu Bureau, but also the white-robed monk from the Dali Sutra Translation Bureau and the Buddhist dragon elephant who received the title of Tripitaka Master also came from Qingluan Kingdom and from Baishui Temple.

The Xianwei said vaguely: "Master Cao, what are you doing here?"

Chen Pingan said: "Walking around."

Xianwei asked again: "Then why don't we go in?"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Can't I wait for you to finish eating first?"

The Xianwei said oh, he had no idea what the so-called "Beijing Daozheng Yamen Office" on the plaque was about. He just felt that such a small Taoist temple with no dignity at all, from a small family, could not scare him, a fake Taoist priest.

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After Xian Wei finished eating, he clapped his hands and said, "Let's go and have a look."

The concierge of Xiaoguan is a Taoist boy. Chen Pingan claims to be a friend of Daolu Geling and comes to Taoist temple to have a cup of tea.

As soon as he heard that he was a good friend of Ge Daolu, the little Taoist boy let him go, otherwise his Taoist temple would not accept ordinary outsiders.

Daozheng of the capital quickly greeted him in person. He was an old monk in the Golden Core Realm. He held a fly whisk in his hand, bowed his head, and said respectfully: "I have met Master Chen Shan."

Chen Ping'an bowed in return and said with a smile, "Sorry for bothering you."

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Where is it? It is an honor for the Daolu Academy to have Master Chen Shan here."

After leading the three people to sit down in a room, the old Taoist asked the Taoist priest from the government office to bring tea to the three distinguished guests.

The old Taoist asked softly: "I heard that Master Chen has been cultivating at the Great Wall of Sword Qi for many years. During this period, has he ever discussed Taoism and exchange knowledge with the Saint Bai Yujing who sits in the sky?"

It refers to the city lord of Shenxiao City in the twelve cities on the fifth floor of Baiyujing.

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "I just met him from afar, and I have no interaction with that old god."

It's actually a pity.

In the future, when traveling around the world of Qingming, I will definitely visit Shenxiao City. Of course, I will only visit in a literal sense.

As for the Purple Air Tower and others, that is another matter.

The old Taoist was just nodding his head. When Chen Jianxian had finished drinking tea, he asked if he could walk around in the Taoist temple. The old man smiled and said there was nothing wrong with it. Master Chen could just walk around and watch as he pleased.

Chen Pingan took Xiaomo and Xianwei out of the house. The old Taoist priest stood at the door for a moment, and then went about his own affairs.

Chen Pingan came to an ancient cypress tree.

Xianwei asked curiously: "Xiao Mo, what kind of official is Daozheng in the capital?"
To be continued...