Sword of Coming

After Lu Chen left the Qingliang Sect in Luzhou, Beiju, he did not return directly to Bai Yujing. Instead, he went to Qinghao Country first. On Dongxian Street, he met the scholar surnamed Chen who was supposed to be Li. He secretly returned to Aquarius Continent to meet an old friend whose status was very different from his own but whose identity he could not underestimate.

Crossing the sea from Beiju Luzhou all the way south, and flying over the land of Aquarius Island, as expected, the sage from the Confucian Temple who was sitting in the sky was an old acquaintance, and he chatted with Lu Chen for a few words.

Lu Chen felt that this reminiscence of old times with few words and a lot of affection could be regarded as a happy conversation. As for what the other party thought, Lu Chen couldn't control it.

In Yuzhang County, Hongzhou, a new government office was established.

The first chief officer of the Logging Institute was a Beijing native named Lin Zhengcheng.

I heard that I had previously worked in the yamen of the Ministry of War in the capital, as the second-in-command of the postal report office. I was quite young, and I don’t know how I got such a lucrative job.

This Mr. Lin did not make any special moves as a new official, nor did he care about everything but just enjoy the blessings. He generally did things in a satisfactory manner, and went through all the procedures that should be followed. For example, they put on official robes and took the subordinate staff of the government office to offer incense at the local Wenwu Temple and Chenghuang Temple. Because the Timbering Institute is a new government office, there are no official duties to hand over to the predecessor, which saves a lot of trouble.

In the night, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head pushed the door open without knocking, sat on the bench next to the brazier, stretched out his hand to warm himself, shivered, and asked with a smile: "Back then, the sneak attack Ning Yao’s assassin still hasn’t been able to find out the mastermind behind it?”

Lin Zhengcheng put down the book in his hand, raised his eyes, sat still, and turned a deaf ear to the question asked by Master Bai Yujingsan. Lin Zhengcheng just cupped his fists and said a polite word: "I have met Master Lu."

Lu Chen shook his sleeves and said, "Which of us is following the other? It's pretentious."

Having set up a fortune-telling stall in the town for more than ten years, both parties know the details.

But just like Cao Gengxin of the Kiln Supervision and Construction Department, the young mountain owner of Luoshan Mountain who needed to be watched most, the two parties never met and chatted once.

On Lu Chen's side, the same goes for Lin Zhengcheng.

Lin Zhengcheng was a local of the Lizhu Cave, and he was the second prisoner personally selected by Xiuhu.

Otherwise, the dignified Imperial Master Li would not be so bored as to help the son of a supervising government official to name him.

As for the previous leader, once the period of Jiazi was up, even if he resigned without any merit, Xiuhu Cui Chun would naturally be dissatisfied.

Before this person, there was actually a foreign swordsman who had served as the Tianyan of Lizhu Cave for the longest time, and he also had a very special hidden identity, that of a priest.

This was the last meeting with Cui Guoshi, and the secret was revealed to Lin Zhengcheng. This sword cultivator who quietly left his hometown and came to the vast world through Daoxuan Mountain was the last priest in the history of the Great Sword Qi Wall.

In fact, Old Man Yang had revealed the secret to her during her first trip to Lizhu Cave in Ningyao. However, the old man was rather vague at the time and only said that a foreign sword cultivator died near the town. Before that, the sword cultivator compiled his experiences of the mountains and rivers into a book, and finally left a landscape travel diary, which he would occasionally read.

Ning Yao was just doubtful at that time, and she didn't think deeply about it at that time. Later, Old Man Yang changed the subject and asked her the last question, what is the voice of the heart.

The girl had an instant enlightenment, and in an instant, she entered a mysterious state similar to Buddhist meditation and Taoist mental fasting.

Lin Zhengcheng guessed that this sword cultivator, one of the three officials of the Great Sword Qi Wall, was running towards the old sword bar under the stone arch bridge. However, for some unknown reason, he never got a reply, so he probably stayed in Lizhu Cave and turned around. It was just that it was too early for Cui Han to serve as the Grand Master of Da Li. The Song family of Da Li was always kept in the dark and did not know how deeply involved he was with the Jianqi Great Wall.

However, in addition to being a swordsman on the surface, this priest also has a more hidden identity. He is a martial arts master who has reached the top of the mountain and has no way to go.

In the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall, there are only a handful of warriors who have reached the limit.

The last one is Bai Lianshuang, a woman.

This is absolutely unreasonable. No matter how much the martial arts luck of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is suppressed by the luck of the Sword Dao, the number of pure martial artists in the Ninth and Tenth Realms should not be so rare.

alone.

Because someone monopolizes military fortune.

Zhang Tiaoxia, the number one martial artist in the world, "Long Bo", was not yet depressed in the past and was at the peak of his boxing skills. At that time, Zhang Tiaoxia was so high-spirited that he could reach the limit of martial arts. He regards it as something in his pocket, and he has the spirit of giving up to others.

As a result, there was a fistfight with an unknown pure martial artist on the sea.

Zhang Tiaoxia neither lost nor won.

But after that, Zhang Tiaoxia turned to practice and eventually became the longest-lived martial artist in the history of Haoran World.

Zhang Tiaoxia has never recognized the many reputations and titles given to him by the outside world, such as being the best in martial arts in the world. You can say whatever you want, but Zhang Tiaoxia just ignores them and doesn't talk to them.

The reason why Lu Chen knew about this was thanks to his anonymous disciple, Lao Zhouzi Xiancha.

Xiancha happened to be the only bystander in that fistfight.

In that battle at the pinnacle of martial arts, the figures of both sides were as fast as thunder, and their speed was as fast as a sword repairer's flying sword. The sea collapsed and bottomed out everywhere within a radius of a thousand miles.

Lu Chen even guessed that there was a place for this priest on a certain mountain top.

It's a pity that Lu Chen, a Taoist cultivator, can't go to that weird mountain.

"The world is not moving but the treasure bottle is moving. The world is in chaos and the treasure bottle is still."

As if he had guessed what Lin Zhengcheng was thinking, Lu Chen lowered his head and stared at the firelight, rubbed his hands gently, and said with a smile: "This prophecy was also found by Pindao when he was walking in the long river of time in the small town. A little bit of clues were finally deduced based on these clues. It can be seen that this priest is very accurate in fortune telling. "

Lin Zhengcheng saw that Lu Chen actually took out a few pieces of sweet potatoes from his sleeves and put them into the brazier. Seeing that he didn't intend to leave for a while, he had to take the initiative to ask: "I wonder if Master Lu is here tonight. What advice can you give?"

Lu Chen raised his head and asked with a smile: "Do you know which things you did were superfluous, and which things you did just to take advantage of the situation?"

Lin Zhengcheng said calmly: "Since it is all in the past, it is better not to know than to know."

Lu Chen raised a hand, radiance overflowed, strands of light gathered together, and the stars were dotted, which was the outline of an old Lizhu Cave. Some of those stars were bright and dazzling, some were dim, some had a gentle luster, and some were extremely dazzling. Moreover, the light has different strengths, sizes, and colors. When Lu Chen slowly twists his wrist, it is like a world that was originally motionless, and then begins to move slowly.

Lu Chen raised his other hand and twisted his fingers like chess pieces, as if twisting two light spots with very different brightness. Perhaps because he was worried that Lin Zhengcheng could not see clearly, the faces of the two people appeared on Lu Chen's fingertips. They were the fish baskets tied to their waists. Li Er, there is also a thin and dark-skinned boy in straw sandals, Chen Ping'an.

Lu Chen pulled out two more gleams of light. They were the Sui prince Gao Xuan and an old servant. He put his fingers together and pushed the two of them lightly. They seemed to walk backwards, farther and farther away from Li Er and Chen Ping'an. , Lu Chen then gently put the light back, and suddenly it sped up, and the sky and the earth were like people running, speeding up the pace, day and night, the dim light spot symbolizing Chen Ping'an gradually brightened, and finally in an instant, the big It shined brightly, and then it seemed to hit something, like a hammer hitting the sword embryo hard, and sparks splashed out.

But it ended up being a flash in the pan. After the vision ended, the light returned to darkness, gradually dissipating in all directions, and going to other people all over the town.

"Look, Li Er didn't ask for it when Old Man Yang scolded him."

"This is called doing bad things with good intentions."

"You are the same, don't you believe it? I have to give you an example. The snake gallstones you deliberately threw into the Longxu River that night were not of low quality. They were the ones you should have left for your son Lin Shouyi in the future. Cultivation family background, right?”

"The result seems to be a big help. It can help the boy from Mud Bottle Lane and increase his harvest by 70 to 80%. But do you know that in fact, the snake gallstone that Ma Kuxuan casually obtained later was supposed to be used by Chen Ping An put it in the basket? Lin Zhengcheng, do the math for yourself. Did Chen Ping An make a profit or a loss? Anyway, if you have to look at it, it must be a huge loss."

Lin Zhengcheng was unmoved and said: "I don't care about these twists and turns. Is Chen Ping'an the most troublesome to you now?"

Lu Chen did not deny the matter, nodded, but quickly asked with a smile: "Then if Pindao says more, Lin Shouyi loses an opportunity because of your father's partiality? For example, Pindao gave Xie That spiritual thing should have fallen into Lin Shouyi's hands? Lin Shouyi even lost more blessings invisibly? There is a series of things, and naturally there is a series of nothings. The gains and losses here must be observed. Back then, The poor man who sets up a stall and tells people's fortunes has given you hints."

Lin Zhengcheng's mood remained calm and he sneered, "It's your turn to control whether my son has any future or not? Is your surname Lin? It seems that there is no one named Lin Chen in our family tree."

Lu Chen choked for a moment and let the small world hang in the air and rotate on its own. He stretched out his hand to stir the sweet potatoes in the charcoal fire and lamented, "I'm bored to death."

No wonder Cui Chan chose this person to be the prisoner. His level is indeed not high, but he is a person with a rock-hard heart.

And what is this simple folk custom of the small town about? Each one speaks more and more deeply to the heart.

Lin Zhengcheng stood up, walked around the desk, sat next to the fire pot, picked up a piece of roasted sweet potato, dusted it off, and started to eat it.

Lu Chen reminded with a smile: "Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it."

Lin Zhengcheng glanced at the small suspended world.

Some lights are almost motionless.

For example, Aunt Feng in the tallest restaurant in the town, Lu Wei, a monk from the Yin Yang family, and an old coachman from the Thunder Department of the old heaven.

There are some light spots, as bright as stars hanging high in the sky, they are Ruan Xiu and Li Liu.

There is also a sissy kiln worker like the reincarnation of the Rain God, Su Han.

And the girl Zhigui who escaped from the iron lock well.

At the same time, there are constant threads of cause and effect on everyone in the town, which are either connected together or quietly broken.

In the end, everyone was wrapped together. There were few monks, but the threads were thick, while the common people had more long threads, but they were slender.

Only the side of Yang's pharmacy was covered by a cloud of mist.

Lu Chen gnawed on the sweet potato in his hand and suddenly said angrily: "Chen Ping'an is too vindictive. I didn't do anything. All the grievances are due and the debts are due. Why do you have so much resentment against me only? You are the elder." , you have to take care of him, take care of him. Now that you are talking to Chen Ping'an, it is more effective than anyone else."

Lin Zhengcheng reminded: "It seems like he didn't really do anything."

It seems. real.

Lu Chen thought to himself and said: "Besides, when the catastrophe came to the town, we, the Bai Yujing Immortal, were not the only ones to show up. Saints from the three religions and one family also showed up."

"At least it was the bad-tempered one from our Ziqi Tower who took the initiative, but Pindao is different. From the beginning to the end, he neither fought with Qi Jingchun nor said a single harsh word, and was gentle and friendly."

"Why didn't Chen Ping'an seek revenge against the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple? He didn't seek Buddhist theory. He just caught me and wouldn't let me go. I'm easy to bully if I have a good temper. I was killed unjustly."

Lin Zhengcheng made a weird move, forced out a half-hearted smile, and then put it away instantly.

It's like you've heard a joke, and after you've finished cheering, Master Lu will teach you to continue telling the next joke.

Lu Chen raised his sleeve and pointed at this guy, "Scholar, we are all scholars. No wonder Lin Shou has not been close to you since he was a child."

The sage's embrace is the way of the world, and knowing honor and keeping disgrace is the valley of the world.

Cui Chan was Lin Zhengcheng's son, named "Shouyi". He even helped Lin Shouyi think about Ji Guanshi's "word" early on.

His surname is Lin, his given name is Shouyi, and his given name is Rixin. As the sun rises and the sun renews, we should be cautious.

Seeing that Master Bai Yu Jingsan was still pretending to be stupid, Lin Zhengcheng raised his hand and held it with his fingers, as if holding a book and shaking it.

Lu Chen sighed.

It's not good to be too smart. It's easy to run out of things to talk about.

What Lin Zhengcheng means is probably that you and I are both readers of the stories in the small town. Almost all the clues, connections, entanglements, and trends are clearly written in the book, and you and I can read them clearly. Chu, then stop pretending to be stupid and crazy.

Lu Chen sighed: "If His Majesty the Emperor can persuade you, you can persuade Chen Ping'an to agree to be the new national advisor of Da Li."

Lin Zhengcheng remained silent.

In fact, it couldn't be simpler to be a person or do things. You just need to understand that I am me.

Since I am me, I will definitely do a lot of things that I should do and not do a lot of things that I shouldn't do.

Just like when Lin Shouyi went to that school when he was young, he once came home from get out of class with red eyes, as if he had cried.

Lin Zhengcheng was lucky enough to see it at that time, so he asked him what was going on. Lin Shouyi said that he reported a classmate for cheating, and then he didn't want anyone to talk to him.

"You think you're wrong?"

"No!"

"If you do the right thing, will there be good rewards?"

"Isn't it? It's said that good people are rewarded."

"Not certainly."

"ah?"

"Otherwise, why would you want to study?"

"Dad, Mr. Qi has talked to me, and he has the same idea. But I think Mr. Qi said it better. He told me to believe that good people are rewarded, which is different from what dad said. Dad, when you go to school Son, have you ever been blocked in an alley and beaten like me?"

"Go and study."

"oh."

"By the way, who hit you?"

"Ma Fatty from Erlang Lane."

"Is he the only one?"

"Um."

"roll!"

I really can't blame my son for being afraid of his father. The father and son are not close to each other since they were young. As long as Lin Zhengcheng saw Lin Shouyi being slightly naughty as a child, such as daring to play without finishing his homework, Lin Zhengcheng would return home from the kiln superintendent's office and give himself If he bumped into him, he would directly use his belt to serve this little ancestor, beating Lin Shou to the point where he would run around and often hide under the bed.

The reason why Lin Zhengcheng disapproved of the school later founded by the Chen family in Longwei Xi was that he felt that the masters and gentlemen were too polite to the children of the Mongolian School. They talked too much about the principles of sages in the books and beat them too hard. Young Master, those rulers and feather dusters are just decorations, especially for a few elderly masters. They probably rely on their status as literary giants and scholars, and pay attention to a gentleman who talks but does not use his hands. Later, Lin Zhengcheng couldn't stand it anymore. So he made an exception and wrote a secret, and soon a group of young masters were sent to the school. Compared with the old people invited by the Chen family of Longwei Xi, the latter were less knowledgeable and had less ink, but a group of young masters were expected to be on the gold medal list. The named Dali Juzi was of course more than capable of giving lectures to a group of Meng children wearing crotchless pants, and he was even more enthusiastic about teaching. In this way, the Chen family of Longwei Xi felt a little more relaxed. After all, among those old people, who wouldn't want to retire to the fields and forests in their hometown, entertain their grandchildren, or give lectures at the local academies, so as to train a few Dali New Science Scholars for their hometown?

Lu Chen glanced at Lin Zhengcheng, not disturbing the last emperor's rare display of fatherly kindness and filial piety, and remained silent for a moment. After Lin Zhengcheng calmed down, he changed the topic, "Gao Xuan will be a good emperor, and your Dali court should take it easy." If Xiuhu is still there, or even if Song Jixin is replaced as emperor, Gao Xuan will not be able to successfully succeed the Sui Emperor."

Prince Gao Xuan of the Sui Dynasty won one of the five biggest opportunities that Lizhu Dongtian had on the table back then. Later, as the price for the alliance between the Gao family in the Sui Dynasty and the Song family in Dali, Gao Xuan served as a proton and studied at Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain for many years. When Gao Xuan returned to the Sui Dynasty and succeeded him as emperor a few years ago, he actually inherited a mess where people were distracted.

The Sui Dynasty surrendered without a fight and ceded several vassal states, including Huang Tingguo, to the Li Song family. This was a great humiliation for the arrogant civil and military officials of the Sui Dynasty.

When the Song clan of Da Li completed the great feat of establishing a country and a continent, it was another immeasurable blow to the Sui Dynasty. What little energy was left was crushed by the cavalry of Da Li.

Under such circumstances, the prince Gao Xuan took the initiative to give up the golden carp and gave up the path of enlightenment and immortality. He fell from the golden elixir realm all the way to the lower five realms, and his life span was greatly reduced. He really became the seventh person in life. For the first time in ancient times, he did not violate the etiquette of the Confucian Temple and was able to inherit the throne and claim the throne as emperor.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Thirty years as emperor, thirty years, you can do a lot of things. What's more, people's numerology has a certain number, but they will not die. Since ancient times, there has been no such thing as a destiny, because this is a destiny. Anyway, I am poor. Tao is very optimistic about this Sui emperor, he might be a famous ZTE leader who will go down in history."

After clapping his hands and standing up, Lu Chen came to the desk. There was a steelyard on the desk. It was an old object. It was probably a meeting gift given by Old Man Yang when Lin Zhengcheng took office as the manager.

A steelyard. Sixteen taels equals one pound.

Of course, he is very knowledgeable and particular, because the sixteen scale stars mean the Big Dipper, the South Dipper, and the three stars of fortune, wealth, and longevity.

The predecessors warned future generations not to deceive the heavens and hide the earth. Otherwise, if you lose one tael, you will not be blessed, if you lose two taels, you will lose your salary, and if you lack three taels, you will lose your life. Therefore, people who do business are most afraid of being short of something. This means God is watching what people do.

Lu Chen picked up the ancient scale, twirled it with his fingers, rotated it gently, and sighed softly: "It was obviously a repeated warning, but it was a pity that it was silent."

Putting down the steel scale, Lu Chen turned around and leaned against the desk. He rubbed his hands on the desk made of local large wood in Yuzhang County. He breathed gently and blew away the ball of light hanging above the brazier. It spread like a bag of fireflies. Lu Chen Looking at that scene, he smiled and said: "The sea is the world of dragons, and the sky is the home of cranes. The big fish will burst out of even the big net!"

Lin Zhengcheng sneered: "Mr. Qi did this, and it has nothing to do with you, Lu Chen."

The reason why it is not the result of the fish dying and the net breaking is just because someone pulled open the big net and wrapped it around himself. His true body shattered like porcelain, allowing the big and small fish in the net to escape.

Lu Chen laughed and said, "Fortunately, I didn't say that Pindao was a troublemaker. Brother Lin was already merciful."

Lin Zhengcheng sneered: "That's because Mr. Qi was mentioned."

Lu Chen didn't take it seriously. Brother Lin has this temper, just get used to it. Don't flatter the superiors, don't bully the inferiors, and be a kind of person when you are a person, an official, or an official.

"Zhao Yao admired Song Jixin the most. He felt that he was far inferior to his classmates whether it was playing chess or studying. However, Song Jixin despised Zhao Yao from the bottom of his heart. The two parties could not really get along with each other, so Zhao Yao failed to do anything for him. The 'finishing point' is that in the end, Song Mu just became a great Li vassal king, not an emperor."

"Zhao Yao also made a mistake. After riding an ox cart to leave his hometown, he encountered an embroidered tiger blocking the road. The young man handed over the seal given by his husband. The mistake was correct, but in this way, it was originally a distant place." "Yao", the Yao of "Zhou", has become the "shake" of "shaking", the "corvee" of labor."

"On the wall of Mu Ping Alley, Chen Ping'an acted like a bad guy. He spoke out to save people. Naturally, it was out of good intentions. When he did, he saved Liu Xianyang, whose life was hanging by a thread, from the feet of the Lu family's children.

But it was something that caused the fire. The fates of the two parties were not complementary to each other, but even contradictory. Therefore, there were all kinds of ups and downs for both parties later, such as Liu Xianyang, who still almost died in our Zhengyang Mountain. In the hands of the great mountain-moving sage in the world. Liu Xianyang, Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Ping'an, on the fifth day of May, only waited for the three parties to disperse, but Zhengyang Mountain stayed in place, and the other two friends were displaced far away from their hometowns. Only then did the two sides join hands to ask for the sword Zhengyang. Mountain. It's just that the many gains and losses here are blessings and misfortunes that are caused by people. "

"If it hadn't been for the kindheartedness of the sissy kiln worker, he would have been so happy for a moment in the ancestral home on Mud Bottle Lane that night. In the end, he would have buried the box of rouge in the alley outside the door instead of placing it where Chen Ping'an could see it at a glance. Hide it underground in the courtyard, otherwise in the long run, it will not be repayment of kindness, but good intentions but harming others."

"Lao Chai, who runs a happy event shop, repeatedly told his grandson Hu Feng not to get close to Chen Pingan during his lifetime. It was a very wise choice."

Lu Chen sighed: "The Luan and Phoenix are out of place, Zhilan is in charge. Barnyard grass is in the fields."

The luanfeng that strays from its place and the orchid that grows in the wrong place have to be eradicated because they easily breed turbid air. How about those inconspicuous and annoying barnyard grass?

Zhao Yao, who is now serving as the Minister of Justice of the Great Li Dynasty, the word "Yao" is the same as "corvee" for labor in ancient times, "yao" for ballads, "yao" for far away, and "zhou", as well as the lush shape of grass and wooden strips. .

Song Jixin who gathered the dragon energy, Zhao Yao who was responsible for "the finishing touch", Chen Ping'an who was born on the fifth day of May, plus Liu Xianyang who came from the ancient line of raising dragons, plus Hu Feng from the happy event shop.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the vegetation is lush, the wood is collected to make fires, and the gods are worshiped with the highest ancient rituals. On the day when the yang energy in the world is at its peak, the earth's rivers are cooked to refine the yang fire mirror, which reports the sky and controls the sun, accompanied by the moon. Make fire with the sky, the fire will ignite the sky, the smoke will rise like a dragon, and the fire will go straight to the sky, forming a long river of time. This is a new way to reach the sky without the need for an ascension platform.

This is life.

It's almost a given.

Lu Chen said: "So the person who persuaded Chen Ping'an's father not only leaked the matter of Benming Porcelain, but also expected this day to come."

"Breaking the natal porcelain is tantamount to diverging from the old road. It may not really be avoided, but at least there is a glimmer of hope. Looking back, the facts prove that this is indeed the case."

"If you do bad things with good intentions, you can also do good things with bad intentions. In this world, there are many strange people and many strange things."

Lin Zhengcheng said with a gloomy face: "Is it you?!"

On the way Lin Zhengcheng left Lizhu Dongtian to take up a post at the Ministry of War in the capital, Cui Chan, the national advisor, was waiting at a post station.

During a review, Cui Han once evaluated the leader Bai Yujingsan in front of him.

Even though he was separated by a whole world, even if he was defeated by the great avenue of the world, he could not stop Lu Chen from recovering to the peak cultivation level of the Fourteenth Realm.

What's more, it can't stop a whole white jade capital from crossing the world, falling from the sky, and landing in the sky of Lizhu Cave in Aquarius Continent.

Lin Zhengcheng once asked a question at that time, "Is it just to target Mr. Qi alone?"

Cui Chan said with a smile, "Lu Chen and Qi Jingchun have no dispute, but as long as it's for the senior master brother, Lu Chen will give in."

"On the one hand, the Grand Master Bai Yujing is the person Lu Chen respects the most. In addition, Lu Chen has a bigger request, which is out of selfish motives. Because back then, Lu Chen felt that a certain answer to the mystery could be found in his senior brother. The premise is that This Tao Ancestor’s first disciple is really capable of accomplishing something.”

When Lu Chen doesn't care, no one can beat him.

When Lu Chen wants something, no one can beat him.

With Lu Chen here, it doesn't mean that Qi Jingchun definitely doesn't have the second option.

But precisely because of Lu Chen's appearance, Qi Jingchun finally had only two choices.

Just like a game of chess, at the end of the game, one side has the upper hand.

Win is still a win, but the number of winning ways for the side with the upper hand is only one or two.

You win your inner game of chess, and I win my outer game.

For example, suppose Liu Xianyang is carrying a few pieces of valuable porcelain and is going to find Chen Pingan in Mud Bottle Alley.

No matter how you walk through the streets and alleys in the small town, changing routes, in the end there are only two ways to go, to pass by the door of Gu Can's house, or not to pass by.

Lu Chen exists as a rogue who can't deal with Liu Xianyang. He blocks the corner of the street in front of Gu Can's house and fights for his life with anyone who comes, and he is definitely not being mysterious.

Even if Liu Xianyang could beat the scoundrel, he weighed the pros and cons and it was unnecessary. Since he still had porcelain in his hand to give to Chen Pingan, he would of course have to take a detour.

Lu Chen laughed dumbly, raised his hand and slapped the table, pretending to be angry: "What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense. When did Pindao arrive in this small town? What can you accomplish in just a few years? Lin Zhengcheng knows how. Not sure? This big shit basin can also be blamed on a poor person?! Even if you are unconscionable, you have to provide some evidence to frame the blame, right?!"

Lin Zhengcheng frowned and said, "Is it Zou Zi?"

Lu Chen wiped his face. He was really tired from acting. He shook his head and said: "Since it is the most likely, then it is definitely not the case. Zou Zi always likes to do things right away. It is not Zou Zi's style to get involved in the game personally. He was careless. , it’s just that my heart is broken, but it’s okay if I fall into a bad situation.”

Lu Chen reached out and patted the Taoist crown above his head, then stretched out his arms, raised his palms, and shook his head, "There are gods three feet above the head. Regardless of whether outsiders believe it or not, Pindao is very particular."

Lu Chen was silent for a moment, counted again with his fingers, and suddenly laughed, "Poor Tian Wan, originally he just hid the Cicada Slough Cave in the Lizhu Cave. He thought he could deceive himself and hide it from the truth. In the end, he is shallow. Okay, is this kind of self-deception really something that anyone can learn and do? Lao Chai kept his promise and did not covet the golden cicada. I guess even Lao Chai didn’t expect that after going through all the trouble, he would still be the target of his precious grandson. , to have this blessing that is 'obviously close at hand, but far away in the horizon' is really wonderful. As the old saying goes, don't ask for even one foot in your life. If you don't ask for it, you may get it."

"But when it comes to doting on the younger generation, no one can compare to Old Man Yang's view of Li Huai. So it must be believed that fools are blessed! The next time Pindao recruits a closed disciple, he must accept someone who is not so smart. "

Lu Chen looked at Lin Zhengcheng, "As for the whereabouts of Cicada Cave, you can tell Chen Ping'an about this matter. It doesn't matter. I promise that I will not add any unnecessary fuss."

Lin Zhengcheng twitched his lips, obviously he had no such intention.

At that time, there were many shops for weddings in the town, but there was only one shop for weddings. The shopkeeper was Hu Feng's grandfather. After the old man passed away, his real name, Chai Daohuang, was used on the tombstone.

That's why Lu Chen is so good at eating.

The old man was once the top leader in all the betrothal shops in the ancient world, and was also known as Yuelao in later generations. The place where the Taoist temple was located in the past was called "Meeting Mountain".

He is in charge of a marriage book, the red thread, and all the matchmaker's words.

And his grandson, Hu Feng. Gu Yuehu.

Hu Feng and the girl by the Chilin River in Tongyezhou are both descendants of the heavenly craftsmen of the ancient Moon Palace. It's just that Hu Feng's bloodline is more pure, just like the difference between direct descendants and concubines in the family of later generations.

Lu Chen quickly walked back to the brazier and sat down. If he didn't go back, Lin Zhengcheng would have eaten all the sweet potatoes. He picked up the last piece, gently dusted it off, blew hard, and asked with a playful smile: "Brother Lin, Pindao is a good person after all. Headmaster Bai Yujingsan, in the world of Qing Ming, all walk sideways, who dares to take a breather with the poor Taoist? Now that you have no backing, you still dare to talk to the poor Taoist so rudely, why?"

Lin Zhengcheng said calmly: "If you don't do anything bad in your life, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night."

Lu Chen lamented: "When you meet a fellow villager in a foreign land, you should burst into tears, but Brother Lin is swearing at me again."

Lin Zhengcheng asked directly: "When will Master Lu return home?"

Lu Chen complained: "This is hurtful. Don't forget, we are from the same hometown."

Lin Zhengcheng was extremely insincere, "Oh, Master Lu didn't tell me, but Mr. Lin has really forgotten about this."

Lu Chen laughed angrily and said, "Forget it if others don't know. You, a fool, don't know. Pindao is risking his life to accompany Chen Ping'an on a journey through the wild world. He has made great achievements and the world is looking at him."

Lin Zhengcheng nodded and said: "It's because I know this that I am willing to accompany Headmaster Lu and talk so much nonsense tonight, otherwise I would have issued an eviction order long ago."

Lu Chen raised his hands, made a gesture that made his Dantian angry, and said to himself: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. You can't do it, you can't do it."

Lin Zhengcheng hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fists and said solemnly: "I'm just talking about this matter. I'm very disrespectful. I'm convinced. He's a man."

No, still swearing?

But Lu Chen immediately smiled brightly, "Brother Lin has said such heart-warming words a long time ago. Maybe even a poor Taoist would be willing to protect Lin Shouyi, his nephew! He just rose from Nascent Soul to Yupu, not from Immortal. It’s a piece of cake to rise to the top.”

"If Headmaster Lu is willing to change his surname, I can add a name next time I edit the family tree, and it will be fine on the first page. Anyway, nine sticks of incense are used to offer incense in the ancestral hall."

"Brother Lin, it will be boring if you chat like this. Pindao is also a person with a temper. When he becomes fierce, his relatives will not recognize him."

"Then I change my last name?"

"Brother Lin, please respect yourself!"

Seeing that Brother Lin started to pretend to be dumb again, Lu Chen had to take the initiative and said: "It's just happened in the past few days. The Confucian Temple issued an eviction order earlier than Brother Lin. The poor man must leave Haoran World at the end of this year. Once spring begins, he will be a poor man." The door is closed, in the end, I still can’t bear to leave Pindao, other than that, Pindao really can’t think of a second reason.”

Lin Zhengcheng said: "I heard that the Second Master just accepted a disciple."

Lu Chen was surprised and said, "How come Pindao doesn't know about this?"

Alas, what’s going on with this Senior Brother Yu, he doesn’t even say hello to my Junior Brother.

Rong Pindao counted with his fingers, oh, what a coincidence, his surname is Yang, he is nicknamed Xiao Tianjun, he is also a fellow from our Haoran world, he is a member of the Taoist sect, the second senior brother can do it, he is learning from our master , accept a foreigner as a disciple?

But the problem is, how can Yang Ningxing from Luzhou, Beiju, compare with himself? The young man is the second "elegant prime minister" Yao Qing.

Fortunately, he was not a closed disciple of Senior Brother Yu, otherwise he would have stopped him.

Lu Chen stood up and shook his sleeves, "It seems that there is no point in waiting until everything comes to light."

Just like when Chen Ping'an borrowed Taoism from him for a while, he could not help but sigh in his heart. When the realm is high, the world becomes smaller.

In fact, this is also the common feeling of all the great monks in the Ascension Realm and the Fourteenth Realm.

The state of the world and the people's hearts are like mountains and rivers, and they seem to have the same general appearance, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

Lu Chen did not dare to go to the Buddhist country in the west. The wild world was temporarily unavailable. Apart from Bai Ze who returned to the wild world, there was actually another person who lived as long as the wild world.

The name is "瀡". Born in a barbarian land, in the wilderness.

Similar to the little girl in Colorful World, she is how old she is now in Jiachun.

Of course, he has the same foundation as Haoran Tianxia, ​​the old fisherman who was unwilling to punt the boat for the Holy Master and his group.

As for Qingming Tianxia and the Western Buddhist Kingdom, there are naturally similar existences. It was because Lu Chen knew the inside story of this matter that he came up with the saying "Heaven and earth and I coexist, and all things and I are one" that was passed down to later generations.

The founders of the three religions would definitely meet their "fellow Taoists" before leaving Taoism.

Dare you ask Xin Zhai? Only Tao gathers emptiness. The spirit of bathing in the snow can get rid of the filth and tiredness, and if you empty your mind, the Tao will be gathered in your arms.

Don't look to outsiders for blessings. On second thought, it is wisdom.

When the sky moves in a healthy way, a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement. When the terrain is good, a gentleman carries things with great virtue. Therefore, a gentleman should be cautious and respectful of ghosts and gods and keep away from them.

Lin Zhengcheng stood up and said, "I won't see you off."

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Compared to the broken porcelain pieces in Lao Porcelain Mountain, the ones that are even more inconspicuous seem to be those saggers."

Those saggers.

He is like the preacher who makes exquisite porcelain, and he is also like the protector who protects the mountains and rivers and then leaves silently.

In Lu Chen's opinion, the real sagger in the world is probably the parents of all children.

Lin Zhengcheng suddenly asked: "The locust wood sword that Chen Ping'an took away from the small town was the first time he visited the Great Sword Qi Wall. It seemed that it was given to the boss Sword Immortal, but it was never returned. It has nothing to do with the priest of the Great Sword Qi Wall." Does it matter?"

Lu Chen curled his lips, "Pindao was no longer in the town at that time. Besides, this matter was obviously Qi Jingchun's doing. Let Pindao guess what he did."

Lu Chen also asked a question, "Now, at the door of the warehouse of the Kiln Supervision and Construction Department, are the Spring Festival couplets still changed every year as usual?"

Lin Zhengcheng shook his head and said: "It has not been changed for many years. It is the intention of the national master."

In the past, the Kiln Supervision and Construction Office had a tightly guarded warehouse, which was responsible for storing all kinds of royal porcelain after being fired. Once it was inspected and accepted, it would be secretly sent to the capital on a regular basis.

During the years when Lu Chen set up a stall, he had visited several times secretly.

It is filled with porcelain, a dazzling array of beautiful things.

But Lu Chen didn't just go there to entertain his eyes. Every time he got there, he took out a small bench and sat on it, closing his eyes and listening.

Listening to the subtle sound of the ice-cracked porcelain opening pieces is like a string of wind chimes, so it is said by the old masters to be a kind of "shock wind", tinkling, tinkling, tinkling, like the sound of nature.

There is a couplet posted at the door of the warehouse. As a rule, it is written by a saint who is here to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. If it is a Taoist saint who has been here for a period of time, he will also use the nearby peach wood from Taoye Lane as the base of the couplets. .

Lu Chen remembered the last time he went to the warehouse, and there was a Spring Festival couplet written last year hanging outside the door.

In the sound of reading, the weather is going well and everything will be blessed.

On the Taiping Road, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and we welcome the New Year every year.

Lu Chen's figure disappeared in a flash, leaving the Hongzhou Logging Institute, and in an instant he came to the stone arch bridge of the old town. Walking along the water in the night, the young Taoist priest came to the green cliff, alone, looking up at the sky .

Looking at the stars in the countryside and fields, snails fighting for the road on their horns.

Old friends should laugh at me, dreaming within a dream, seeing the outside of the body.