Sword of Coming

A group of people disembarked at the Xianjia Ferry called Moxiandu. There were many buildings on the ferry, but most of them were newly built after the war. It looked like a small town. There was a small river running through the town. The river was quiet and the waves were calm. There are many shops on both sides of the strait, but the business is deserted. The reason why the ferry is so named comes from the fact that in the early years, there was a strange aquatic species at the ferry, which looked like fish but not fish, and looked like snake but not snake. It was extremely difficult to catch, and it would die when it comes out of the water. Like an ink line, they swim in groups in the water, and the ink lines are like mountains, winding in the water one by one. However, after the war, there are no such aquatic people in the river, so the ink line crossing no longer lives up to its name.

Huang Yiyun, her disciple Xue Huai, and two guests from Pushan were going to attend the opening ceremony at Xiandu Mountain.

The old woman and girl beside Ye Yunyun were the owners of the tea shed that opened an engagement shop on the bank of Chilin River.

The old woman's pseudonym is Qiu Du, but her real body is an old Qiu. She has nearly 5,000 years of age. She was once a nun in the old Dadu Dragon Palace. She belongs to the first class of "the emperor's ministers". She has a low and powerful position, and her real power is equivalent to that of the Immortal Family on the mountain. He is half the master of martial law.

The girl's name is Hu Chuling, her parents have the same surname, and she is nicknamed Jeju.

She is different from the old woman, but she is not a member of the mountains and rivers. Instead, she comes from the local people of Chilin River. Her ancestors are all quarrymen who are proficient in water. The girl is a first-class fairy. By chance, she was inspected by the old woman. Qualification, temperament and conduct, and finally accepted him as his direct disciple. In fact, the two parties are more like relatives who depend on each other, or the kind of relatives separated by generations.

For the sake of caution, Qiu Du did not leave the Chilinjiang boundary immediately after the old master of Longhu Mountain and the Qingyi Sword Immortal left. Instead, she took the initiative to visit the Pushan Yuncaotang. He thanked him, came to the door with a gift, and gave away thousands of kilograms of beautiful stones from the Chilin River in one go. And now in Tongye Continent, whether local or foreign monks, they are not very friendly towards the demon clan. There are specially trained Qi practitioners from other continents. They gather in groups to search the mountains and rivers, catching and killing the wild monsters that slip through the net. They make money by doing this, and they can also get an extra credit for recording files in the academy.

Yun Caotang received the gift, understood it, and reciprocated the gift. Ye Yunyun wrote a letter in her own hand and sent it to Mr. Cheng Shanchang of Dafu Academy, which was considered as a guarantee for Lao Qiu. This was a big deal of love. Once Qiu Du goes out for a trip and makes any mistakes during the trip, both Pu Shan and Ye Yunyun will be held responsible by the academy.

Later, Yuncaotang received a letter from Feijian. The writer called himself Cui Dongshan, who came from Xiandu Mountain and was Chen Ping'an's proud disciple. He wanted to invite the master and apprentice, the old woman and the girl, to visit his home. At the end of the letter, there was only one side. Seal for personal use, and a personal monogram in the shape of three mountains.

Ye Yunyun told the old woman who happened to be a guest in the mountain that a sect was about to be established in Xiandu Mountain, and the first sect leader kindly invited the master and apprentice to visit Xiandu Mountain.

The intention of soliciting is very obvious.

After Qiu Du learned about this, he thought about it and thought it would be better to go to Xiandu Mountain with Jianju first and then make a decision. The dead are moved by trees and the living are moved, not to mention that the old woman drew a ground as a prison on the other side of the Chilin River and moved on her own. After being imprisoned for thousands of years, he now wants to go out and take a breather. It would be a good thing if he could help Jiujiu gain a solid identity on the mountain. However, being an immortal master who is included in the golden and jade genealogy of the Ancestral Master Hall has many rules. , hands and feet are tied, so it is best to become a guest guest. It is not only a talisman, but also has little constraints.

Ye Yunyun has not yet told Qiu Du about Chen Pingan's multiple identities.

The leader of a sect in the Luopo Mountain of Aquarius Continent, a close disciple of Wen Sheng, the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and of course he was Ning Yao's Taoist companion.

Anyway, when we visit Xiandu Mountain together, the truth will soon come to light.

When Ye Yunyun showed up at the ferry, the shouts at the roadside Baobao Zhai, which were originally sick and waiting for business to come, became much louder.

The shop assistants also walked around the counter, came to the door, and started whistling.

But I don't know who was the first to recognize the woman's identity and shouted out "Pushan Huang Yiyun", and then all of them became silent and dispersed like birds and beasts.

If he pissed off a female Zhijie Wufu, she would probably hit her with a few punches, and there would be no way to cross the line.

Ye Yunyun glanced at the river, which no longer had the strange phenomenon of ink lines, and asked casually: "Aunt Qiu, that kind of aquatic tribe has been thriving here for many years, but now there is not a single one. Could it be that they have been plundered by the wild monster tribe?"

The old woman glanced at a young shopkeeper who was sitting in the doorway of his shop basking in the sun not far away. After the two sides looked at each other, the old woman did not express her true feelings and said with a smile: "They are all hiding. This kind of water tribe deserves its true name. Shan Yu is one of the descendants of Mo Jiao. It has not been recorded in the book, so his reputation is not known in later generations. Because he was removed from the Shui Yi Jade Certificate by the old Dadu Dragon Palace, the secular monarch cannot canonize him. Even if he succeeds, It is destined to be unable to transform into a dragon, and the avenue will be cut off, and we can only linger on."

"In the early years, there was a mountain-bearing fish that was about to transform into a dragon. The relationship with the Dragon Palace, a land lake on the side of Dadu, was very tense. When I was desperate, I had to take a chance and secretly chose a thunderstorm in the yellow plum season. After reporting the news to Dadu Dragon Palace, he walked into the water without authorization, hoping to produce a golden elixir. However, the news was leaked for some reason, and he was obstructed by others. He accidentally caused a flood, covering both sides of the river for more than a thousand miles, and there were thousands of corpses floating in the water. The plan was extremely culpable, so he was accused of it. When the Dragon King Dadu learned about it, he was very angry. If the Shui tribe under his jurisdiction dared to violate the laws of heaven and cause harm to one party, he would be detained and beheaded. The mountain fish had no choice but to flee all the way here and seek refuge with a monk on the mountain who was blessed with luck. He concealed his aura to avoid disaster. In return, he had to help that sect secretly gather the ferry transport, and only dared to show his face after the battle of slaying the dragon."

The young man said in his heart: "You old woman, you are so kind. Since we are both from Dadu Shui, we can be regarded as half of the Taoist friends on the mountain. Even if you don't support each other, why bother to make things difficult? What, yes Because now that you have embraced me, you plan to use me to claim credit and receive rewards from Huang Yiyun and Dafu Academy? Are you here for me during this trip to Moxiandu?"

The old woman laughed and replied with a heartfelt voice: "A small mountain fish has not been able to cross the river and turn into an ink dragon. Fortunately, it has formed elixirs here and has been stagnant in the Nascent Soul Realm for so many years. If you knew my identity, you wouldn't dare to do this. That's a lot of nonsense. Let's not go through those old almanacs. Since you just said it yourself, we are both survivors of Dadu and can be regarded as half-comrades. And since you didn't go astray and seek refuge in the wilderness back then, then I Just a word of advice, report to Dafu Academy as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late when the academy gentlemen come to your door. Of course, if you are willing to switch to Pushan, I can help introduce you now. "

In the early years, this mountain-bearing fish was able to avoid being punished by the Dadu Dragon Palace. In fact, it was thanks to the intercession of an ink dragon. The old woman softened the cheeks on the dragon girl's behalf. Otherwise, a hilltop where an earthly immortal is sitting on the hill would really be able to protect him. ?

The young man sneered, "A real man doesn't want to be a subordinate."

Ye Yunyun also saw the clues, "Aunt Qiu, what did you talk about with him?"

The old woman smiled and said: "The little mountain fish has a heart as high as the sky and does not want to depend on others."

Ye Yunyun smiled and said: "I have finally regained my freedom. After all, I am still a Nascent Soul monk. As long as my life experience is innocent and I have been inspected by the academy, I can occupy the mountains and rivers to establish a sect. Since I am the backer, I really don't have to Who do you depend on?"

The old woman next to her was an exception, she was used to being an assistant in the Dragon Palace.

It is generally accepted in the mountains that one cannot establish a sect only if one has sufficient level of monk.

Many emerging sects are often very lively and vigorous in the early stage, and then appear short-lived.

Just like his own Yuncaotang, even if Zhang Lu Tanrong reached the upper five realms and left Pushan, it would still be impossible for him to start a sect. Old Yuanying would not even think about such a thing.

The same is true for those founding generals and generals in history who were skilled in supporting dragons and whose names will go down in history. They don't want to, don't want to, and can't.

The young man seemed to have changed his mind temporarily, and suddenly spoke to the old woman from his heart: "Old lady with a strong tone, you can tell Huang Yiyun that if you are willing to become a Taoist couple, I can join Zhenpu Mountain."

The old woman laughed dumbly.

However, he did not tell Ye Yunyun truthfully. Instead, he put it another way, which roughly meant that this fellow Taoist from Mount Fu had been in love with the mountain master for a long time.

Ye Yunyun laughed it off.

Together we visited the various shops in the crowded ferry. With the lesson learned from the fairy painting, Ye Yunyun made up her mind not to buy anything. Finally, she found a secluded place and took out an origami flower from her sleeve. The colorful paper boat was thrown into the Moxian Crossing River, like a colorful luan falling into the sea. The river swayed gently, and finally a high-grade talisman boat suddenly appeared. It was like a building boat, two stories high, and could carry more than thirty people. Compared with Liuxia Boat, which is expensive and has no market value, Cailuan Ferry is the first choice for fairy cultivators on Tongyezhou Mountain. Of course, the premise is that they can afford the Guyu money, and it is not suitable for long voyages, which will cost too much fairy money.

Next, the private ferry will cross the mountains and rivers of the southern border of an old dynasty. From Xiandu Mountain, there is still about two thousand miles of straight-line distance between mountains and rivers. If you travel by boat or car, the distance will be at least double.

The ferry is lifted into the sky, and the mountains and rivers are like bonsai.

Ye Yunyun, dressed in yellow, stood on the bow of the ship, her sleeves swaying, as if she were a celestial being.

Xue Huai glanced at his master and had only one thought: it would be too difficult to find a future master.

Pushan is busy with business, so Zhanglu Tanrong will come later.

When Old Yuanying learned that Master Cao, who had visited his Qianjinwanshizhai before, was actually the real owner of the Hundred Swords Immortal Seal and the Jianjian Immortal Seal, the old Zhanglu almost stared out of his eyes. When Tan Rong came back to his senses, When he came, he started to spit, and started to complain about why his mountain master didn't tell him earlier, otherwise he wouldn't have prepared the four treasures of the study and a lot of plain seals early? Press the young hidden official on the chair and prevent him from leaving?

It was difficult for Ye Yunyun to explain that she actually only knew the true identity of Master Cao a few days before him.

Lao Zhanglu was like a girl who had been abandoned in the beginning, with resentful eyes and nagging words. She kept complaining to Ye Yunyun.

The mountain master mistook me!

If he had known the identity of the other party early, and the young hidden official had not left a few vivid and dripping calligraphy paintings, and stayed up all night to carve more than ten square gold and stone seals, Chen Ping'an would never have thought of leaving his study and Pushan.

Now that I'm fine, I just missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How to remedy it? When I, Tan Rong, return to Xiandu Mountain, I will be an outsider and a guest. How can I have the face to talk?

The mountain owner is confused.

Mountain Master, please don’t leave. You have to compensate me for this loss. As for how to ask for the calligraphy seal from the young hermit official, it is your business. Anyway, I will only accept the gift. If the ceremony is over and Mountain Master comes down the mountain empty-handed, then This thankless position of manager, haha, Tan has long been worried about it.

Ye Yunyun is not afraid of Tan Rong's threat, but she really doesn't understand that an old monk like Tan Rong, facing Chen Ping'an, would not be obsessed with the young swordsman's deployment of troops at the summer palace in the past, only on the matter of sealing the genealogy. Thinking about it.

Ye Yunyun had a slight headache, so she gathered her voices and discussed with her disciple Xue Huai, "Do you really want me to go to Xiandu Mountain and ask Chen Pingan for a seal or something? I can't ask for this, so why don't you go?" "

Xue Huai smiled and said: "Master, it's not difficult for me to speak up, but the starting point for this matter is too high. It was Pushan visited by Master Yinguan on his own initiative, which invisibly increased Tan Zhanglu's appetite, so I want to see it." , that is, a matter of one or two sentences..."

Sensing the change in Master's face and thinking of Master's temper, Xue Huai immediately changed his words and said: "If Master is really embarrassed, at worst I will start the conversation with Shanzhu Chen, and then Master will echo a few words, I believe that with Master Chen’s personality, he will definitely not put Master in trouble with Tan Zhanglu.”

Then Xue Huai helped Tan Rong smooth things over, "Tan Zhanglu has been obsessed with calligraphy and epigraphy in his life, and he may have paid more attention to these two things than his spiritual practice. It's like a descendant of a poet who meets the most proud descendant of a poet in the world. , I saw Su Zi and Liu Qi. Master still needs to understand. As for Tan Zhanglu’s angry words threatening Master, don’t take them seriously, they are just asking for a price."

At this point, Xue Huai laughed and said, "Master, why don't we make a bet? I bet Shanzhu Chen must have been prepared for this matter, and maybe he is waiting for Master or Tan Zhanglu to speak. .”

Ye Yunyun didn't say anything, but asked curiously: "Xue Huai, do you have a good impression of Chen Pingan?"

Xue Huai smiled and said: "They are all scholars."

"I have the honor to follow my master to practice in Pushan. I have participated in various celebrations and have met many worldly masters. However, this is the first time I have seen a Taoist monk like Shanzhu Chen. It is very refreshing. feel."

"If I had to describe Shanzhu Chen in one sentence, it would be..."

After pausing for a moment, the old master nodded to himself and said with a smile: "Looking at it, it is clear, and it is warm, respectful and peaceful."

Ye Yunyun said: "It's a very high rating."

At the end of the year, there is still less than half a month before the sect celebration.

The reason why Ye Yunyun rushed to Xiandu Mountain in advance was because of selfish motives.

She wanted to have a fight with Chen Ping'an in an honest and fair manner.

Ye Yunyun is extremely young among the warriors at the end of the world. Wu Shu, the martial sage from his hometown, Zhang Tiaoxia from the Divine Continent in the Middle Earth, Wang Fuxu, the old man from Luzhou in the North, and Pei Axiang from Lei Gongmiao in the Aaizhou are all very young. Not too small.

Ye Yunyun wanted to know a pure martial artist who could compete with Cao Ci and who was the same age as Cao Ci.

How heavy are the fists and kicks, how powerful are the principles of boxing, and how advanced are the skills of boxing!

On the colorful boat, when it sails into the sea of ​​clouds, the surrounding water is filled with mist, which is refreshing and refreshing.

The old woman has gray hair and a stooped body.

In the past, he also held the golden rain-making talisman, appeared in his true form, soared in the clouds and mist, spread rain over the mountains and rivers of the earth, and dropped sweet rain one after another.

The girl on the side is holding a hand stove in both hands. Because of its small size, it is also called a sleeve stove. It can warm hands and ward off the cold. It is made of copper, with charcoal inside and bamboo strips woven on the outside.

The group of people looked down at the land, and saw that there were few people in the area, and the green mountains and green waters remained unchanged. However, along the big rivers, the great cities and towns that were built near the water in the past were still mostly in ruins, devastated and miserable.

Ye Yunyun couldn't help but ask: "The Yuan family of Dayuan has not restored the country yet?"

Otherwise, given the foundation of the old Dayuan Dynasty, after so many years of recuperation, the people's livelihood would not be so miserable and lifeless.

She increasingly felt that Yuncaotang not only wanted to lift the ban on Shanshui newspapers, but also set up a special organization to collect Shanshui newspapers.

Xue Huai sighed and explained the reason to his master. It turned out that the old Yuan Dynasty of Dayuan had long since fallen apart. Now the land of mountains and rivers was divided into three. The three descendants of the royal family who were only from the vassal territory were each supported as the emperor and split the earth. When the country was established, the Yuan family of Dayuan was also one of the few Yamashita dynasties in Tongyezhou who dared to "use a mantis' arm as a chariot". They successively assembled armies at the border and in the capital to resist the barbaric monster army sweeping across the mountains and rivers like a tide. , as a result, there were as many as seven places where the city was massacred, including the capital city. The lives were devastated and the vitality was severely damaged. Therefore, compared with the Yu Dynasty, which was of similar power in the past, it can no longer be compared.

Including the ruins of the old capital city, it has been reduced to a veritable ghost town. The evil spirit rises into the sky. Except for ghost cultivators, Qi practitioners under the Earthly Immortal will generally take a detour to avoid "unfortunate encounters".

"In addition to a few groups of teams led by gentlemen and sages from the academy, together with the genealogy monks from various mountains, entering various ghost cities to search for hidden monsters, in fact, the three separatist forces also spared no effort to send worshipers to clear the way, and brought a large group of Qi practitioners with them. , the guards went into the city to collect the corpses, spent a lot of talismans and immortal money, and held several water and land rituals to extradite the souls, but the results were not great."

In addition, only Yamazawa Yexiu will pick up leaks under the guise of "searching the mountains". Although the old mansions of some wealthy families are dilapidated, there may be some unexpected gains, and they will strictly follow the sun for entering and exiting the city. , the rule of leaving the city at sunset, otherwise you will be trapped in many obstacles, it is easy to never return, the ghost will break the wall in the city, and become a new ghost.

Ordinary warriors in the martial arts world, people with strong yang energy, would never dare to enter without permission. At most, they would help the casual cultivators, do some work to clear the way in the city, and get some dividends afterwards.

And most of them are in midsummer, when the Yang Qi of heaven and earth is at its peak. Like the current cold and freezing late winter, most people have to stay at least a hundred miles away from the ghost town.

Ye Yunyun asked: "We Pushan disciples have never been here before?"

Although most of his Pushan disciples were in the southern boundary of Tongyezhou, cooperating with the two academies and the Yugui Sect to search the mountains, Ye Yunyun was still a little worried when she saw the ghost towns of the old Yushi mountains and rivers with her own eyes.

Xue Huai shook his head gently and said truthfully: "I haven't been here yet."

Tongye Continent is so big that it is almost equal to the territory of two Aquarius Continents. What’s more, Tongye Continent does not have the Great Li Dynasty, there is no embroidered tiger Cui Chan, there is no invincible invincible cavalry, and there is no mountain immortal master or human dynasty. He has a low eyebrow and a submissive eye, and does not have the feat of erecting a country's laws on the top of the mountains...

Ye Yunyun said: "After participating in the Xiandu Mountain celebration, we will walk through these ghost cities to see if there are any powerful ghost generals who have become popular, trying to gather Yin soldiers to disrupt the Yang world."

Once it is completed, the ghost cities within the territory of the old Dayuan Dynasty will form small worlds similar to ancient battlefield sites. Living creatures will be subtly affected by evil spirits when they are in them. Especially when the ghost cities form a pattern of connected branches with the same air, it will be even more troublesome. Ye Yunyun will not complain about the inaction of the academy. In the years after the end of the war, in the three brand-new academies including Dafu Academy, almost everyone from the mountain chief and deputy mountain chief to the gentlemen and sages, and even the Confucian scholars of the academy, talked about it. He did not go to any study hall to study. He was running around all year round and was exhausted. In addition to searching the mountains, he also repaired the old mountains and rivers. It was also a mess. The academy needed to solve hidden dangers everywhere. Moreover, over the years, the academy disciples, There have been many casualties.

Xue Huai hesitated for a moment and said: "The ghosts in the city, even if they are vicious, were still pitiful and respectable people in life."

Ye Yunyun sighed, "Of course I know, but it's just that the matter has come to this, so what can be done? We can't let the Yin spirits in the city be infiltrated by the evil spirit year after year, and delay it any longer. Even if the academy can free up its hands, it can only If we can cleanse the ghost town, it will be like a new massacre."

Xue Huai was worried, "It's very troublesome to place those ghosts and ghosts."

Not only Tongye Continent, but in fact, except for the Middle Earth Divine Continent, there are no ghost sects with no sect in the name. At most, they are a few large sects with complicated branches and no shortage of territory. They can carve out a few hills alone for ghosts to practice. Therefore, to be able to accomplish the decisive feat now, only a great monk in the Ascension Realm who is proficient in the ghost way, does not hesitate to waste his own way, and uses heaven-reaching means to come here to perform spells, can he hope to change the breath of heaven and earth from filthy to clear.

It's a pity that there are no ascending realms in Tongyezhou now, let alone mountaintop monks who are proficient in ghost ways.

But I heard that an unidentified monk appeared suddenly on the battlefield of Tongyezhou in the past, leading an army of heroic spirits to stop an army of bones under the command of Bai Ying, the old throne of the wilderness.

Just looking at the old city with ruins everywhere, even in broad daylight and under the sunlight, it still gives people a ghostly feeling. But there is one thing that makes Ye Yunyun feel quite strange. The city is obviously very evil, but it is filthy. The meaning is not serious.

The old woman and the girl said in their hearts: "Jiujiu, I have agreed with you in advance that when we arrive at Xiandu Mountain, even if you have a good impression of that place, no matter how good the conditions the other party gives, the two of us will at most be just empty titles." Dear guest, don’t be that worshiping monk.”

The girl asked curiously: "Why is this?"

The old woman didn't explain much, she just touched the girl's head.

In fact, it would be best for them to simply seek refuge in Pushan Yuncaotang.

Huang Yiyun is trustworthy, and Pushan has an excellent reputation. She is well-known in the mountains and down the mountain. Especially Ye Yunyun's Taoist heart is like a clear spring, crystal clear to the bottom, enough to trust her with her life.

It's a pity that she and Pushan never took the initiative to speak from the beginning to the end. Qiu Du couldn't get on the pole and send himself and jealousy away together.

On the other hand, the green-shirted swordsman, who was proficient in swordsmanship at a young age, had always been gentle and polite in the tea shed even though they had met by the river before.

But the old woman couldn't see through the other person's character at all.

Furthermore, Xiandu Mountain turned a blind eye to these ghost towns where evil spirits were entrenched and left them alone.

For monks on the mountain, a journey of thousands of miles is just a few steps away from neighbors.

But over at Xiandu Mountain, since they are about to establish a sect, they must have good foundation. This is considered as sweeping away the snow in front of each other, and not caring about the frost on other people's tiles?

But it cannot be said that Xiandu Mountain did something wrong. The world is rolling in the world and there are many karma obstacles. People who practice Taoism are clean and self-sufficient. What is wrong?

It's just that the old woman could not help but murmur in her heart. She was jealous because her qualifications were too good. If the family tradition in Xiandu Mountain was not right and someone wanted to "make the best use of everything", what would she do then?

Relying on a certain fairy mountain, it is always easier to get on the boat than to get off the boat.

In his early years in the Dadu Dragon Palace, Qiu Du held an important position and was already accustomed to the treacherous intrigues among his colleagues, the mountaintops, and the immortal masters.

A mountain monk with a bad reputation may not necessarily be a bad person.

A person with a good reputation may also be a sanctimonious person who is good at calculations.

With Jealousy's cultivation qualifications, he will never end up carrying a pig's head without being able to find a temple.

Not to mention Huang Yiyun's Pushan, maybe even the Yugui Sect can become a cultivator of the genealogy of the ancestral hall. Jealousy is not a sword cultivator. He will suffer a big loss, otherwise he will enter Shenzhuan Peak and become the direct descendant of the sect leader Wei Ying. Disciples, everything is possible.

Therefore, the old woman would never allow herself to push the jealousy into a pit of fire.

If it didn't work, she would lower her profile and not talk about face or not. At worst, she would let Juju change his orthodoxy and master, and she would also help Juju get a direct inheritance status in the Pushan Cottage.

Anyway, I couldn't teach her any Taoist techniques for a long time. With Qiu and one person, the master and disciple had completely different Taoist roots. There were many secrets of life that only dragons could master skillfully. If they learned them out of jealousy, they would inevitably get twice the result with half the effort. Wasted time. The human monks, no more than the monsters, are too particular about being unstoppable in the early stages of mountaineering. So what if there is no master-disciple relationship with Jian Jian? It doesn't matter.

The old woman stretched out her withered palms and gently picked up the girl's sleeves with kind eyes. "It is said in the world that becoming a master is like reincarnation, and a woman going up the mountain to practice is like getting married. The master is old and it is difficult to prove the path, so we must help Jianju find a good one." Only then can people feel at ease."

Besides this, there was another secret matter that the old woman did not tell Jian Jian. The so-called ruins of the Ordinary Dragon Palace were nothing more than submerged water.

But the Dadu Dragon Palace where she was located was different from those Dragon Palaces on land and rivers. It had a higher status, so it was more difficult to open the ruins and it was extremely difficult to find.

Let’s just talk about Mrs. Dan Dan’s Lushui Pit. Once it was closed, wasn’t it that even the Fire Dragon Master couldn’t forcibly open the ban?

As the teaching nun of Dadu Dragon Palace, she is similar to the Hanlin Academy scholars who serve as the "teachers" of the princes and grandsons. Different from the negative mountain fish of the golden jade branch of Dadu in the past, the old woman has an orthodox background. In short, Qiu Du is the key to the secret realm of Dragon Palace.

Ye Yunyun didn't say a word. The old woman believed in her own vision and the other person's character. Pushan was not fishing for a big fish in the long run.

But in Xiandu Mountain, it was Chen Jianxian who stepped forward and followed with an invitation.

How could the old woman not weigh the pros and cons, so she made up her mind to take over the abandoned dragon palace in the world before the real dragon of Aquarius Island was revealed to the world. She must quickly visit her "hometown".

Naturally, the old woman did not dare to enter it, so she treated it all as her own property. That would be too greedy. She would only choose 10 to 20% of the Dragon Palace's old treasures that were easy to carry as her jealous dowry.

In the mountains and rivers of the old Yu Dynasty, in a ghost town, colorful boats passed overhead.

In a dilapidated and abandoned mansion, there were two gentlemen from Liang Shang who had just entered the city.

On the beam between the two of them, there were two pots of wine, a plate of salted peanuts, and a plate of dry-fried soybeans.

The shabby scholar picked up a peanut, threw it high into the air, and dropped it into his mouth. He glanced at the fat man beside him and persuaded him: "Get down quickly, be careful not to collapse the beam when you sit on it."

The fat man said angrily: "No, I can sit on the dragon chair, but can't sit on the small beam? This family has smoke coming out of their ancestral graves, so that I can sit here with my butt made of gold."

It was Zhong Kui and Uncle Gusu.

I had been to the Earth Temple before, and then wandered here.

There is a bit of awe in the ghost town.

This allowed the many Yin spirits in the city to maintain a little pure spiritual energy and prevent them from turning into evil ghosts.

It should be the work of the immortal family of the young man in white.

The fat man grabbed a handful of soybeans, put it in his mouth and chewed it. He took another sip of wine, raised his head and gulped it down, as if gargling water, and swallowed it all. "Zhong Kui, why don't you talk to Brother Chen directly?" , just ask him for help.”

Zhong Kui took out the wooden box from his sleeve, put it on his knees, and gently opened the lid. Inside was a set of Celestial Master's ghost-killing coins, "How can I ask someone for help when I meet you? I feel really bad about it."

Zhong Kui twirled one of the coins, took a breath, and wiped it with his sleeve, "Besides, the establishment of the next sect is a huge celebration. What I want to do, if you listen to it, you won't feel bad luck." ?”

The fat man chuckled and said, "Are you afraid of being rejected and losing face?"

Seeing Zhong Kui's gaze, the fat man immediately made amends, "Isn't it true that we've met each other outside? One of us is following the other. People like me who are obsessed with saving face can't show their true feelings over there."

Zhong Kui said: "Actually, it was because I knew he would agree and would not hesitate, that I was in a dilemma and couldn't decide whether or when to speak."

The fat man sighed, "I understand, I understand, just like when I met Brother Chen, I didn't ask him for anything to offer as a guest. We brothers are just shy. In fact, we are at a disadvantage when we are away from home."

Zhong Kui frowned slightly, "How dare these people stay overnight in the city and risk their lives for money?"

The fat man smiled and said: "Do they know the inside story? Because of that existence, they only think that this place is safe, but they don't know that they are already on the road to hell."

In this ghost city, probably because of too much resentment, a ghost-eating ghost was accidentally born. Compared with the so-called ghosts in haunted houses and ghost kings in ruins, it is much more ferocious. The biggest problem is still this ghost. , just like an extremely talented monk who, in less than ten years, has secretly formed a golden elixir by devouring his peers, and acted extremely cautiously, and has never been found by the monks. If it eats a lot of people in the world now, People, especially soul-nourished Qi practitioners and pure warriors with strong essence and blood, and give it a few secret books of ghost ways, hey, it is estimated that it will not take thirty to fifty years to become a climate, and then refine a ghost city into its own small world. , wait until it can walk without any problems during the day, just change it into a vulgar skin, and then try to find traces, you will be looking for a needle in a haystack.

Otherwise, Zhong Kui would not have stopped here with my uncle Gusu.

It is our duty to slay demons and demons.

Zhong Kui drank a bottle of wine and asked the fat man to put away the dishes. He jumped down gently, like a flying kite flying out of the lobby, and fluttered on the roof of the building. Then he suddenly landed, and a beauty stood outside a woman's boudoir. While sitting down, I looked at the courtyard outside a library in the house from a distance. There was a group of pickers, a total of ten people. Half of them were digging three feet into the ground here, and the rest were searching for cellars, dry wells and secret rooms on the walls. , everyone is extremely busy, including half-qualified qi practitioners and martial arts warriors. Most of the latter are wearing armor, which they pick up nearby, or carry a bow, arm crossbow, or hang a copper coin sword, and some people carry a There was a bag of glutinous rice and a bag of black dog blood. There was a monk with a bell tied around his waist and a demon mirror in his hand. He was obviously prepared.

There were several wheelbarrows parked outside the gate of the mansion, because the donkeys and horses dared not enter the city no matter how hard they were whipped.

After digging out seven or eight jars of silver, there was thunderous joy.

One of the young men, who was sallow and skinny, suddenly said: "You can try digging another foot or two further."

Sure enough, under a foot, more jars were dug out. When they were opened, they all contained more valuable jewelry and property.

The fat man chuckled and said: "Look at the shape of this mansion. Before he retired and returned to his hometown, he should have been a third-rank official in the central government. In the end, he only accumulated so little wealth. He is really an upright official. If he is lucky enough to become my beloved, No matter what, you should be given a beautiful posthumous title with a prefix."

On the other side of the yard, there was a beautiful woman about thirty years old. She was slightly short in stature, but stunningly gorgeous. The material was pure white, and because she was wearing a night jacket with a waist and shorts, she looked even more curvy. Her skin was as good as snow, and all she could see was her eyes. Circulation, a delicate voice said: "Guqiu, I really belong to you. Today's harvest, you can get an extra 10%."

The young man bowed to the woman and thanked her.

The fat man lay on the railing against which the beauty was leaning, stretched his neck, his eyes shone, and whispered: "This sister, she really behaves like an outsider, which makes people forget her vulgarity."

The rest of the people in the house also rushed to the courtyard. One of them was holding a huge fire-painted gourd. The most important thing was that it still had a handle and was in excellent condition. The man and the woman smiled and asked: "Madam, this thing Son, is this a spiritual weapon used by your gods?"

The woman glanced at it and couldn't see where in the world so many spiritual weapons from the mountains came from. She said angrily: "Only these wealthy families who are full and have nothing to do can be regarded as treasures and how much money are they worth?" You have to ask Gu Qiu, he is an expert."

The young man said: "Looking for a scholar who knows the goods, it may be worth three or four hundred taels of silver, but the price cannot be sold at Xianjia Ferry."

The man looked at the woman, stretched out his hand, and touched the gourd with a smile, then threw the gourd out and hit the wall hard.

The woman cast a flirtatious look and said, "You look like you're dead."

The young man was filled with regret and did not dare to say another word.

The woman looked quite pleased with herself. She had picked up a treasure for nothing. The young man was worthy of being a child of an aristocratic family who came from a country's weaving bureau in the past. He had excellent vision. Otherwise, when they entered the city this time, they would just run around like headless flies. The harvest is estimated to be at least halved.

Another person squatted at the bottom of the steps with a large sack, rummaging through it and asking the ancient mounds to verify their prices one by one. Those that were valuable were kept, and those that were not valuable were smashed. He took out a large one with a large mouth and a wide rim. Celadon utensils with pastel lotus and egret patterns. I don’t know its purpose. I just looked at it and thought it might be worth some money. I asked the young man: "Is it a vase?"

"Slag bucket."

"What the hell?"

"It is worthless."

At the top of the steps, there is a burly man wearing armor sitting on a rosewood chair, holding a knife in both hands, with scars on his face and a rather ferocious appearance. He is stepping on a lonely piece of nanmu couplet. The previous ancient hill said that this thing is quite special. It is valuable. It is the handiwork of a former literary master of the Yu Dynasty. If it is a pair, it can be sold for at least five or six hundred taels of silver. The man couldn't stand the flirting between his wife and this pretty boy, so he stepped on her until it split into pieces.

The man glanced at the sky and said in a deep voice, "You can go home now."

A group of them came to this old state government office at the beginning of summer this year to find some leftovers that had been leaked from the mouths of several sets of genealogy masters. Unexpectedly, it went very smoothly. Compared with their counterparts in several other places, There have been many accidents in the ghost town, and many lives have been lost. However, they have not suffered any major damage so far. There are only some lonely ghosts wandering around in the city at night. They chose a city god's temple as a place to live. The ghosts appear at night. They didn't dare to get any closer.

In just half a year, I have made a lot of money. If converted into fairy money, I have already earned a small amount of Guyu money.

Zhong Kui glanced at a small house in the city. There was a young girl standing leaning against a peach tree with a peach blossom face.

In this late winter season, peach blossoms are blooming all over the branches, which is certainly not normal. The girl seemed to have noticed Zhong Kui's gaze, and she walked away shyly. When she raised the curtain, she looked back and smiled.

Zhong Kui sighed, stood up, clapped his hands, and shouted to everyone in the courtyard: "Hey, everyone, since you are going back home, you should just go ahead. Anyway, you will make a lot of money, so you can go straight out of the city and go back to your homes."

A dozen or so people in the courtyard looked up to the attic not far away, as if they were faced with a formidable enemy. They all looked up to the attic not far away. They saw only a frail scholar, followed by a fat guy with big ears.

The burly man sitting on the chair turned to look at Zhong Kui and sneered: "Is it a human or a ghost?"

One of the qi practitioners shook the bell vigorously, then raised the bronze mirror high, shining the sunset light on the two uninvited guests.

The light of the ancient mirror shone wildly on Zhong Kui's face. Zhong Kui turned his head slightly, waved his hand and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I just wanted to remind you that there are ghosts in the city. They have been eyeing you for a long time and are waiting for an opportunity."

The fat man rolled his eyes.

The monk said softly: "It's not a monster or a ghost."

The woman looked at the elegant man in blue shirt and bit her lip. Hey, he is a poor scholar again.

The man who had lost his fire-painted gourd looked at the fat man lying next to the beauty and laughed loudly: "It's the end of the year and you still dare to run out of the pig pen and wander around? Are you worried that we brothers will not have good food in the city?"

"Young people shouldn't have such a big temper. It's very unpleasant to talk."

Yu Jin stood up and looked away from the woman, "We are all brothers in the world. When we go out and meet each other by chance, we are friends. There is no need to hurt others with words."

Zhong Kui glanced at the fat man and wondered why his temper had become so good.

When encountering similar things in the past, with me by my side, I wouldn't dare to hurt others randomly, but I would definitely get over it.

It seems that his memory has improved on the Xiandu Mountain side.

Zhong Kui's last gaze rested on the "ancient hill" that was no different from ordinary people, and he said in his heart: "Stop it."

The girl leaning against the peach tree in the small courtyard is actually a ghost in the Golden Core Realm, and this young man is the real owner of this ghost town.

The young man looked up at Zhong Kui and said in his heart: "They are all people who deserve to die. I heard that there is a saying in your mountain that it is difficult for gods to seek death."

Zhong Kui shook his head and said: "It's not that easy to decide between life and death. You can't even sit still in the City God's Temple, and you can't flip through the merit book. Don't be too confident."

The young man stopped talking. After hesitating, he nodded and said, "Then just take them out of the city."

Zhong Kui asked with a smile: "You didn't ask me about my identity first, and then you tested my level?"

The young man shook his head and said, "No need. Sir is a gentleman and cannot be offended."

The fat man clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "It would be a shame to be a ghost if you are so good at chatting."

Then the fat man jumped up as if his butt was on fire, "Hey, why is Master Chen here? Some are far away to welcome you, some are far away to welcome you, I'll just say, how come a ghostly city suddenly became clear and celestial? It’s misty, it turns out that Master Chen Shan is here..."

As he spoke, he tiptoed, carrying more than two hundred kilograms of meat, floating lightly off the ground. With one hand on the railing, he nimbly jumped out of the women's attic. A huge body landed silently on the courtyard steps.

It turned out that there was someone wearing a green shirt and a long coat, standing on the back of the chair of the man holding the knife, looking down at the piece of nanmu couplet that had been trampled to pieces, and then glanced at the broken porcelain pieces at the bottom of the steps, feeling regretful. Incessantly.

Are there any of you who treat me like a baggage vegetarian?

How much effort would it take to build a few more unicycles?

Chen Ping'an raised his head, smiled and explained to Zhong Kui: "I happened to pass by and saw you guys here, so I rushed over to take a look."

Zhong Kui complained: "You are the one who retreats to recuperate like this?"

The fat man immediately became unhappy. He turned around and glared at Zhong Kui: "How dare you! Why are you talking to my brother Chen?!"

Zhong Kui laughed angrily and said, "What a great man."

The fat man said solemnly: "If I don't help my brother, why else would I turn my back on you, an outsider?"

Chen Pingan patted the fat man on the shoulder and reminded: "Too much is not enough. Pay attention to the heat."

The fat man said humbly: "Master Chen is indeed an old martial artist. His casual words are all words of experience that are worth a thousand dollars."

A group of people in the courtyard were like clouds and mist.

Especially the burly soldier sitting on the chair with his big horse and golden sword, motionless, showing the demeanor of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's master.

Because the elusive man in blue shirt behind him gently pressed his hand against the back of the chair. It was not because the Sixth Realm martial artist did not dare to move, but because he tried and could not move at all.

Chen Pingan glanced at the "ancient hill". He had noticed something was wrong with this young man when he was overlooking the ghost city in the sea of ​​clouds. But with Zhong Kui present, there was nothing to worry about.

Looking up at Zhong Kui, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You have the nerve to say that Yu Jin is an uncle, but why should I beg you to ask me for help?"

Zhong Kui rubbed his chin and said, "Don't worry, let me choose a date after the beginning of spring."

Chen Pingan said: "Then I will continue on my way."

Zhong Kui waved his hand.

A green shirt disappeared from the spot.

Colorful boats fly across.

A drop floated in the river, and at the same time the ferry shrank to the size of a awning boat. It turned out that we had arrived at a scenic place. Two mountains bound the river, and the cliffs were as steep as a knife. Chisel marks were vaguely visible. The boat launched from the upstream and entered the river. In the canyon, the light suddenly dimmed, as if entering the gate of hell. Another black boulder suddenly rose up in the middle of the river, like an ancient mountain spirit wearing black armor wading into the water. It stopped here and split the river water into two parts with its huge body. Therefore, the local boatman Zhouzi regarded it as a dangerous journey.

Xue Huai introduced with a smile: "When the water is dry in autumn and winter, it is slightly better. But if it is the high water season in summer, the water situation is ups and downs, and the boat is as fast as an arrow leaving the string. It is easy to hit the rocks with eggs, and the boat will be destroyed and people will be killed. Otherwise, it will be against the current." The boats on the river collided head-on, especially during floods, and the river was turbulent. They headed straight for this big rock in the middle of the river, which could hang a rainbow, but no boatman, no matter how experienced, dared to sail."

Xue Huai likes to travel to famous mountains and rivers. He has been here before and chose a moonlit night when the flood broke out. The old master stepped on a small boat and was mistaken for an immortal by the local people.

Ye Yunyun asked: "With such a huge stone standing blocking the river, it is a major obstacle to water transportation. Why didn't the local court enshrine the water god He Bo and build a temple nearby to help suppress the water transportation and level the water veins?"

Xue Huai shook his head and said: "Not to mention that there has never been a water god temple officially sanctioned by the imperial court since ancient times. Even the local natives did not dare to build an unethical temple without permission. They said it was a fight between the mountain god and the water god. Building a temple It does not seem appropriate to have a temple, whether it is one or two, to worship the gods of mountains and water, but local county and county officials, when they first take office, will come here and throw cattle and horses into the "sacrificial water" together with official documents to seek protection."

Ye Yunyun wondered: "Why does it look so similar to the Yanlidui in history?"

Xue Huai praised: "Master is still knowledgeable and knowledgeable. If Master hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have gone to Yanlidui."

In the past, there were four "mainstays" in Haoran World, and Yanlidui was one of them. In addition, there was also a place in Baidi City in the Middle Earth Divine Continent with the word "Dragon Gate" engraved in a red paint list.

Ye Yunyun said: "If it is on the border of Pushan Mountain, we can carve out a place with a cone on the north side of the big rock for the warriors to stand, and then wait for the floods, where they can pass fists and beat the muscles and bones."

Xue Huai asked tentatively: "Should I go and have a chat with the local court?"

Spend money on it.

As a master, she usually wears yellow clothes and does not apply makeup. She never likes fancy clothes and spends money. She is very different from ordinary women.

Ye Yunyun turned to look at the old woman, "Aunt Qiu, is there anything weird in the water?"

The old woman smiled and shook her head and said: "Actually, there is no strange water origin causing trouble. It is just a flying stone from the sky that happened to fall into the river and took root. But it seems that at the root of the stone at the bottom of the river, an expert nailed it to death with a few iron chains. , probably because I can’t take it away, and I don’t want other immortal masters to benefit from it. However, this huge stone is not of high quality and cannot be refined into anything good. It is just because of its special material and extremely heavy weight. Ordinary spells and weapons, It is difficult to dig and quarry, and the blade is easy to unwind, and the weapons produced are of average value and not cost-effective."

In the history of the old Yu Dynasty, there was indeed the geologist Kanyu from Qintianjian who was ordered to come here and conduct an inspection, and the results were similar to what Aunt Qiu said.

Most of the most famous magical weapons in the world are cast and refined from this kind of extraterrestrial flying stone. There is a difference between a hundred-refined and a thousand-refined weapons.

Like the Daquan Dynasty's national sword, it's just like that, but the material itself is much higher.

"So the only use is to uproot it and move it away, and use it as a whole piece of Feng Shui stone. It's just a Qi practitioner like the Earth Immortal. Without the help of the spirits and talisman warriors of the Moving Mountains, it's also very difficult. It is difficult to move this hill, and I heard that all the emperors of the Yu family were considered simple and unwilling to mobilize troops, so they were moved to the capital."

A slender figure landed on the top of the cliff. When the young woman saw Huang Yiyun and his group in the distance, she was slightly surprised. She immediately landed on the shore against the wind and moved slightly, just "keeping pace" with the colorful boat.

Pei Qian calculated the time and it was time for Ye Yunyun to arrive at the Moxian Crossing. Before going to sea, her junior brother Cui Dongshan asked her to come here to wait for the guests. It didn't matter if she couldn't wait. She said that she had fallen in love with a river stone. If senior sister doesn't mind, , it can be moved to the Xiandu Mountain boundary and the price has been negotiated with the person in charge of this land.

On the other side of the ferry, Pei Qian failed to see Huang Yiyun, and never thought that he would meet her by chance here.

After greeting each other with clasped fists, Pei Qian asked, "Master Ye Shan has fallen in love with this boulder in the middle of the river? Want to move back to Pu Shan?"

Ye Yunyun smiled and said: "Xiandu Mountain is also interested in it?"

Pei Qian smiled.

"It's too far away from Pushan, so I don't have much idea."

Ye Yunyun said: "How do you move away?"

This place is still a long way from Xiandu Mountain. The threshold for moving mountains and peaks is very high. Unless the mountain monsters are sent out to move mountains or chase mountains, otherwise the monks must be at a high level and need to cut off the mountain roots first. In addition, there are also You must be familiar with the talismans and formations. It is a long journey, moving mountains and rivers, dragging your feet, and the burden is extremely heavy, and accidents are easy to occur along the way.

If it were just to move boulders in the water, Qiu Du on the boat would have some tricks, but after landing, it would be very difficult. Even if the old Qiu's true form was revealed, it would actually not be easy.

Pei Qian's answer was very concise and to the point, just two words, "Carry it away."

Ye Yunyun smiled and nodded, "You're busy, we'll go to Xiandu Mountain after walking around for a while."

Pei Qian stopped at the shore.

A colorful boat went downstream like an arrow.

But Ye Yunyun and the others turned to look.

I saw Pei Qian leaping into the river. In the blink of an eye, the river surged and there was a dull thunderous sound under the water.

After a while, several iron chains were broken by the woman. She then dug a big hole at the bottom of the river bed. She held the entire river rock with both hands, lifted it up, threw a small mountain into the air, and then punched it out. , raised the falling boulder more than a hundred feet, and the figure of a woman as small as a mustard seed came to the side of the hill, hovered in the wind, rounded her arms, and punched out with one punch, sending the rocks flying in the sea of ​​clouds. Then she rolled forward for more than a hundred feet, her body was as fast as thunder, she rushed forward with her head tilted, her shoulders lifted the hill ten feet high, the woman came back to the rear again, and handed out another palm...

In this way, people and stones went to Xiandu Mountain together.

The old woman swallowed her breath. How could a little girl have such strength?

Could it be that he is a mountain top warrior?

Are the qualifications too exaggerated?

Ye Yunyun smiled and asked: "Xue Huai, do you want to ask her about boxing again?"

Pure warriors are all of the same generation in the same situation.

Then Xue Huai and Pei Qian, as the direct disciples of Ye Yunyun and Chen Pingan respectively, would be the first to learn boxing and have a sparring match before their masters. It is normal.

What's more, Xue Huai's trip was mostly to ask Pei Qian for punches, and to make sure he could withstand twenty punches.

Xue Huai smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that no matter how you look at it, you are asking for trouble."

A layman can watch the excitement, but an expert can watch the door. Pei Qian is so "moving mountains". In addition to the extremely heavy punching force, the boxing technique also needs to contain skillful energy. Otherwise, if the punch is delivered with an unlucky weight, it will easily break countless stones.

Ye Yunyun held back her laughter, "Support twenty punches?"

Xue Huai took a deep breath, "Strive for at least ten punches!"

While Pei Qian was moving up the mountain, a figure in a green shirt appeared in the sea of ​​clouds. Pei Qian had just turned his head and wanted to speak.

Chen Pingan said with a straight face: "A breath of pure Qi cannot fall."

Pei Qian grinned, nodded, and continued to punch, of course not.

That's what Chen Ping'an said, but what he really wanted to say was that Pei Qian might as well be lazy in the middle and take a few more breaths of pure Qi, and it would be fine.

Master Yan. Loving father.

It's like two identities fighting.

I think it is good that Pei Qian can do one thing in one go and have a beginning and an end.

But in my heart, I hope that my grown-up disciples can occasionally imitate Xiao Heitan's "cheating and playing tricks", so what does it matter?

A child works hard in every possible way when he is young, isn't it just so that he won't have to work so hard when he grows up?

The taste here is so complex that it is difficult for outsiders to understand.

After accompanying Pei Qian through the sea of ​​clouds for more than a hundred miles, Chen Pingan finally stopped and said, "Master, there is something else to do. Please pay attention to it along the way."

Pei Qian blurted out: "Master, don't worry, you won't collide with the gods of mountains and rivers along the way. If you encounter some high mountains, if there is the City God Temple at your feet, you will take a detour early."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Was it because I was too strict in the past?

Yes.

Pei Qian walked away, threw another punch, and turned to look. His master was still standing there. When he saw her turning her head, he smiled and waved in the distance.

Ink line crossing.

The heavy rain is like a dragon splashing ink.

It's also like the little Hei Tan girl back then, who used a brush to write words. In the end, there were no words, only ink blocks.

There was a man in a green shirt, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat. He walked in a hurry and stopped outside a shop, taking off his bamboo hat.

The young shopkeeper inside was stroking a piece of white jade carving with a fish-turned-dragon handle. The customer shook his bamboo hat at the door and asked with a smile: "Can you use the treasure to take shelter from the rain?"

The young man nodded, "Whatever."

After glancing at the man in the raincoat, he pretended to look at the neat items with clearly marked prices in the shop. After holding on for a moment, the young man was too lazy to talk in circles, "You saw me refusing to drink a toast, so you invited me to drink as a penalty?"

It can be seen from this that the Pushan Yuncaotang is also a place for people who are seeking fame and reputation. As expected, there are not many good birds among these monks on the mountain.

In the Immortal Mansion of Yizhou, only the monks from Taiping Mountain can be willing to go there with just one word. They can take whatever they are given, and they can give them whatever titles they want, without any hesitation.

In addition, if the Jade Gui Sect's Patriarch of the Fifth Realm of the Patriarch Hall came to Moxiandu in person to invite him out of the mountain, he would be reluctantly willing to be a guest or something like that.

Otherwise, he really has no interest in other immortal sects in Tongyezhou. The Golden Summit Temple of the Lord on the Mountain and the White Dragon Cave of the Prime Minister in the Mountain are not in my eyes at all, and I don't even care about them.

The customer smiled and asked, "Why did the shopkeeper say this?"

The young man sneered and said: "You, Pushan Immortal Master, since you like to go around in circles so much, why don't you just go to Moxiandu more often? Why bother hiding from the rain in my little shop?"

The guest smiled and said: "The shopkeeper misunderstood, I am not a Pushan monk."

The young man asked doubtfully: "You just come to my small shop to buy things?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Not entirely."

I want to see this Yuanying realm monk in person, and if possible, try to invite him to serve as the guardian of Taiping Mountain.

Previously at the gate of Taiping Mountain, Yang Pu, a Confucian scholar in the academy, told an incident. There was a young-looking monk who claimed to be from Moxiandu. His surname was Fushan, and his Taoist name was also Fushan.

The foreign monk just offered three sticks of incense at the gate of the mountain, chatted with Yang Pu for a few words, and then left. He just wanted Yang Pu to fly his sword and send a message to Mo Xiandu when something happened, and he could do his best. .

Previously at Mi Xuefeng, Chen Pingan read a spy report. It was Cui Dongshan who personally investigated all the mountain spirits and water monsters around Xiandu Mountain. The battle was recorded in the book. In addition to Moxiandu, there was also the old Yu Dynasty. Cui Dongshan visited all the ghost towns in the territory.

And according to Cui Dongshan's arrangement, junior brother Cao Qinglang will most likely change his identity and take the imperial examination again. In the new Yu Dynasty, which will be unified soon, he will win three yuan in a row, and then Cao Qinglang will become an official in the temple. , step by step in career advancement, in Cui Dongshan’s words, “I must make my husband’s husband happy no matter what.”

Yu Fushan said lazily: "If you have something to say, say it directly, if you have something to say, let it go quickly. When the rain stops, I will have to chase away the guests."

Chen Ping'an got straight to the point: "Do you want to go to Taiping Mountain to practice?"

"Who are you?"

Yu Yanshan couldn't help but laugh. He stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself, "Don't mind if I talk rudely. If you don't like to hear it, don't listen."

Bragging and not drafting, how dare a little monk in the Longmen realm dare to talk about his path of cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm?

Besides, you have half a copper coin relationship with Taipingshan, so what qualifications do you have to point fingers?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist must have known something. Huang Ting has returned to Tongyezhou from Wucai Tianxia, ​​and is now a guest at Xiao Longqiu's place. I believe she will go to Taiping Mountain soon to rebuild the sect."

Yu Fushan frowned and said, "Is this happening?"

Another one who doesn't read Shanshui Di newspaper.

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It is true."

Yu Fushan asked: "What is the purpose of making wedding clothes for others?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors."

Yu Fushan thought for a while, looked strangely in his eyes, and asked, "Are you Taoists?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Just friends."

Yu Fushan let out an ooh and suddenly said, "Is that the future Taoist couple?"

The old Yuanying Shuiyi who was very good at looking good looked at his tongue and said, "Does this count as taking advantage of others' danger and sneaking in when others are in danger?"

Then the shopkeeper added more harshly, "If I'm not wrong, you are a half-hearted scholar who failed to get into the academy, right?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing. This kind of thing, the more you explain it, the more misunderstanding it becomes.

Taoist friends are so good at chatting, no wonder they can't reach the Jade Pu Realm.

It took three thousand years to emerge from the Longmen Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Fortunately, Huang Yiyun was big-hearted and didn't care about the joke before.

Otherwise, just relying on his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, he would not be able to turn into a dragon. Therefore, in terms of physical toughness, which is limited by the innate threshold of the Dao Dao, it can only be said that it is average, very average. If Ye Yunyun had a bad temper before, This mountain-bearing fish almost drowned in the river.

Yu Fushan asked: "Are you really friends with that Huang Ting?"

That's right, how can a Longmen realm monk be worthy of my Huang Ting.

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I traveled to Tongyezhou in my early years and had the honor to meet the Lord of Taiping Mountain."

Yu Fushan was silent, thought for a long time, and said: "If you can get Huang Ting to come here to find me, I will believe you. I will have to talk to Huang Ting about my future plans."

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Master Fushan is mature and prudent, as he should be."

Just when Yu Fushan was about to ask the other party's name and school, he saw the other party pick up an inkstone made from ancient bricks with the founding year of the Yu family, turned around and asked with a smile: "Can I get a 50% discount?"

Yu Yanshan smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

50% off? Why don't you grab it?

Unexpectedly, the coir raincoat guest started to pay.

A colorful boat was approaching its destination, and Ye Yunyun could clearly see the old mountain, Xiandu Mountain.

She suddenly rubbed her brows. Apart from Tan Rong, there was actually another job that was even more unspeakable. Before she left, she visited the Donghai woman's water house. As a result, she got out of a lot of trouble. The Water Goddess, who suddenly became a nymphomaniac, started to behave badly and insisted on letting Ye Yunyun bring a set of treasured woodblock color watermarked poems and notes. The characters are out of the world, the water and trees are quiet, the colors are complex, and the printing is extremely beautiful. Poor workers are extremely beautiful. He said that when he met the Lord Yin Guan, he must ask him to help him get an autograph from Wei Jin, the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple. There was no need to rush this matter. Even if it was delayed for ten years or a month, it would not matter. Yes, the extra colored paper should be regarded as a thank you gift from her and Lord Yin Guan.

The old woman asked in her heart: "Master Ye Shan, is Chen Jianxian's selection of the sect's location a bit... sloppy?"

Looking around, no matter what the old woman thought, it was a barren land that was not suitable for starting a mountain sect.

It's really not a beautiful place with beautiful appearance.

The mountain transport is average, the water transport is thin, and the aura of heaven and earth is only slightly better than that of the so-called "lawless place".

Ye Yunyun smiled and said: "Back then, our Pushan, even if it was not a poor and remote place, was still in similar condition to here. We were all managed bit by bit."

Seeing that Huang Yiyun didn't want to say more, the old woman stopped asking further.

Some sects' golden elixir peaks are probably not inferior to the weather here.

Unless...the other party has already moved the mountains, pulled the rivers, created something out of nothing, and has already used some kind of blinding method?

The people who entertain guests here in Xiandu Mountain are Pei Qian and the scholar named Cao Qinglang. In fact, they have met before in the tea shed in their hometown.

The old woman had a good impression of this Cao Qinglang.

I just couldn't see Chen Jianxian and Master Cui Xian.

In the Mi Xuefeng Mountain, hospitality is simple, but Ye Yunyun and her party are completely indifferent to this.

On the way to the mountain, Xue Huai tentatively asked Pei Qian if the two sides could find an opportunity to have a fistfight.

Pei Qian smiled and said that he had asked his master, and as long as he nodded, it would be no problem.

After the old woman settled in Juju's residence, she went to find Ye Yunyun and said hello, saying that she wanted to travel around the surrounding areas.

Of course Ye Yunyun has no objection.

After the old woman left Mi Xuefeng, she hid her figure, used her natal water method, and traveled far away quietly.

Arriving at the junction of sea and land, who would have imagined that although this place is close to the sea but is dry all year round, it is the hiding place of Dadu Dragon Palace.

With the help of a secret treasure, after opening the restriction, I visited the old site of Dadu Dragon Palace. The old woman saw things that hurt people, and the beautiful buildings everywhere were lifeless, especially the palace of Her Royal Highness the Princess. It was so lively in the past, and the seats were full of guests, drinking and drinking. There are countless narcissus and clouds of tigers. The old woman stands at the door, feeling sad and crying secretly.

In ancient times, the dragon king of the four seas was responsible for the water transportation of the world. The dragon in the sea, holding the secret bottle of the Dragon Palace, went to the land to spread clouds and rain. A drop of water in the sky would cause a foot of rain on the ground.

On those Xielong stones, they sit and rest.

All gone.

Qiu Du did not immediately search for rare treasures, check many treasures and put them in his bag. Instead, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and went to the hall of Dragon Lord Dadu.

The old woman was outside the threshold and sighed quietly. She suddenly looked up and saw a young woman sitting on the steps at the foot of the dragon chair, wearing a snow-white robe.

The old woman thought she was dazzled or some mirage, but the next moment, she was sure that the other party was indeed a real person. The old woman suddenly shouted in a sharp voice: "Who dares to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​the Dragon Palace?!"

But the next moment, the old woman felt sad.

The woman twitched her lips, "Isn't it my turn to ask you this question?"

She was condescending, with an arrogant expression, a pair of snow-white eyes, full of disdain, and faintly visible streaks of golden light flowing around, like countless golden dragons swimming in the abyss of two ancient wells.

An old Qiu from the Nascent Soul Realm, his voice was quite loud and full of energy, which reminded her of the long-tongued women by the well in the small town in the past.

The old woman frowned and said, "I am an old member of the Dadu Dragon Palace. Who is your girl?"

In ancient times, among the dragon palaces in the world, the Four Seas Dragon Palace was the most respected. In addition, there were eighteen Dadu Dragon Palaces. Many of the rivers and lakes on land were suffixed with the word "长", such as Qiantang Long, West Lake Long, etc.

The hierarchy is strict and cannot be overstepped, and the rank is clearly defined. Just talking about the dragon pillar, it is very particular. Five claws, four claws, and three claws are carved respectively. In addition, the color of the dragon pillar has clear etiquette, according to the distance and distance, and There are golden colors, purple, turquoise, ink, etc., like the pillars of this main hall, the dragon has four claws, and is green. This means that although the owner of the Dragon Palace here is in a high position, he has an evil background and is not the same as the four in the past. An orthodox descendant of Hai Longjun.

The young woman yawned and joked: "You said you are an old person, so what are you doing here again, stealing things?"

Qiu Du's face turned red and he felt a little guilty.

The strange woman whose identity is unknown but was able to enter the Dadu Dragon Palace did not take any action so that she could monopolize all the old treasures. She did not seem to be interested in chatting with the old woman.

Although she failed to serve as the co-owner of land and water transport, and was even only one of the four sea monarchs, the Chinese Temple of Confucius promised that the ruins and old sites of the World Dragon Palace had been excavated before and were taken over by various immortal forces. , not allowing her to settle old scores, so she came to ask for it.

At the same time, all Dragon Palaces that have not yet been lifted and are still in a dusty state, regardless of scale or specifications.

It's all hers.

For example, here.

In fact, she had been here once before, but she didn't move anything.

She just regarded it as a resting stone to escape the summer heat.

Escorting Haoran's troops to the wild world and escorting the Water God was not too easy. She was taking a break from official duties this time and came here to take a breather.

When Qiu Du saw the young woman, he suddenly sniffed and looked at himself a few more times. Finally, she held her chin with one hand and smiled, her expression a little softer. "I have eaten it in the hands of some so-called strange people." Big pain? Tell me, what taboos did you commit back then?"

The old woman was silent.

She didn't want to expose her own shortcomings, not to mention she didn't dare to orchestrate the fault of Longhushan Celestial Master behind his back.

The woman clicked her tongue and laughed, "It's just a Taoist talisman from Longhu Mountain, and it broke the backbone of a 5,000-year-old Qiu? The bones are so soft, no wonder he ran back to the owner's house to steal. Who was he planning to give the Dragon Palace treasure to?" A master on the mountain? Can you tell me, or should I guess?"

She raised her eyebrows, as if she suddenly became interested, "Is it Wei Dajianxian from Jade Guizong in the south? Or Du Zhenren from Jinding Temple in the north?"

Seeing that the other party's tone was louder than ever, the old woman became even more frightened, so she wanted to find a reason to evacuate the old Dragon Palace site first and then make long-term plans.

The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "Do you like pretending to be deaf and dumb so much?"

A palm as white as jade gently tapped the steps, causing ripples and circles of green and faint water essence to rise in the hall.

But the old woman felt like she had been hit by a thunderbolt, hitting her heart directly. She suddenly started bleeding from all her orifices. She covered her ears with her hands and her throat moved slightly, but she could only make a babbling sound.

The woman who made the ruthless attack said with a smile, "Isn't this what I wanted?"

The young woman put away her hands, shook her sleeves, patted her knees lightly, and said with a smile: "The descendants of dragons in the world have worked hard for three thousand years of cold and heat, and finally the joys of hardship have come to an end, so that they can do that fish-dragon transformation?! I am very I want to ask you one by one on the top of Longmen how hard and difficult it has been over the past three thousand years. I think that Chief Cheng Shan of Dafu Academy and the old dragon in Feng Shui Cave are very interesting to me. If you know how to enjoy happiness, why do you have to endure it? What have you endured?"

He saw the old woman lying on the ground, howling with whimpering.

The woman said angrily, "Noisy!"

The old woman was forced to reveal her true body, and she was entrenched in the main hall, dying. Her 700-foot-long body was like carrying the weight of the five mountains.

The woman stood up, walked down the steps, raised her foot, and stepped on the forehead of Lao Qiu's huge head, with a playful look on her face, "Are you still stealing something?"

Lao Qiu finally realized what he was doing, and a strange light shone in his eyes, "It's you?!"

The young woman sneered: "The old-eyed thing finally recognized my identity?"

Old Qiu was extremely excited, enduring the severe pain, with tears glistening in his eyes as big as lanterns. He said in a hoarse and trembling voice that was unique to the ancient dragon: "Old maid, I am living an ignoble existence. I am lucky enough to meet a real dragon. I am so lucky. Even if I die without regrets..."

Zhigui didn't appreciate it and put more force on his feet, "Then die."

The old Qiu under her feet actually had no regrets at all. He did not beg for mercy, and there was no trace of reluctance in his eyes. Instead, there was a smile on the big old Qiu's head.

Zhigui narrowed his eyes and said: "As soon as the restriction was released, you rushed here to steal things, right? Tell me, are you planning to ask for credit from some immortal master on the mountain, and beg for mercy in exchange for a future?"

Lao Qiu answered truthfully and did not dare to hide anything.

Zhigui asked: "Cui Dongshan? Xiandu Mountain? How far is it from here?"

On the other side of the threshold of the main hall, someone answered helpfully: "It's not that far."

Zhigui raised his head and looked at the guy at the door.

She looked calm, but actually her heart was slightly shaken. Why was she so close that she couldn't detect the other person's aura?

By the way, it’s the sissy from my hometown who likes rouge and gouache!

That's why this guy is so promiscuous.

Oh, it's really haunting. Now we are not half neighbors anymore.

The man stood outside the door and said, "That's almost it."

Zhigui hesitated for a moment, then put away the foot that stepped on Lao Qiu's forehead, and said with a smile: "Who do I think you are, with such great official power?"

After Lao Qiu was no longer suppressed by the mighty avenue, he immediately returned to his human form, staggered to his feet, and turned to look outside the door. Was it that Chen Jianxian?

The conversation that followed made the old woman frightened and confused.

"Do you like to meddle so much?"

"Then you have to have other things to worry about."

"You weren't like this before either."

"You're no different."

Then, inside and outside the door, the former neighbors fell silent.

But in an instant, the old woman sensed a murderous intention that was as thick as water, and it actually made even an old man in the Nascent Soul realm feel suffocated.

A real dragon in the ascended realm?

There is another Ascension Realm sword cultivator?

What is the relationship between the two parties? How can you say that they fall out whenever they fall out?