Sword of Coming

A paper kite was sent to the Loushan Patriarch Hall, and a flying sword was immediately sent to the pavilion here.

The sword light flashed, Gao Zhen frowned slightly, put his fingers together, and caught the messenger flying sword. After reading the content of the secret message, he was surprised, stunned, and happy again, and then his face was filled with an uncontrollable smile.

Huang Cong didn't ask anything.

This time it was Gao Zhen's turn to hesitate and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. You can't wait for some news. Anyway, Your Majesty has lost nothing. For waiting, consider it a return gift from our Huangliang Sect."

Gao Zhen walked out of the pavilion and left with his sword.

In the end, Gao Zhen only called two old monks from the Huangliang Sect, and they landed together near the mountain gate. They quickly walked down the steps for dozens of steps and quickly walked past the mountain gate archway. He spoke loudly and said: "Gao Zhen of the Huangliang Sect, pays homage to Master Chen."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "Chen Pingan of Luolu Mountain has met Master Gao."

After some polite exchanges, the host and guest groups climbed Mount Lou together.

Of course, Gao Zhen would not neglect the other three distinguished guests brought by Shanzhu Chen.

The Taoist monks who could travel with this young hermit official to the mountains, Gao Zhen thought with his knees, knew that their status was not ordinary and their Taoism was high.

After that, Gao Zhen and Chen Ping'an walked side by side, and the other two old Huangliang sect monks were responsible for walking behind with the three. For the genealogical monks in the sect, this kind of entertainment is a trivial matter that practice makes perfect. There will definitely be no silence.

But it seems that the young Taoist priest from Qiu Hao Temple is always looking around, asking questions, and talking all the time. It is strange to be silent.

It's just that those questions are quite unpopular.

For example, the Taoist priest of the Shen Gao Sect wearing a fishtail crown would ask what the ratio of fairies to male Qi practitioners on the mountain is, but don't let Yang be too strong and Yin be weak.

Chen Ping'an explained: "Master Gao, this mountaineering visit is not within the established route of previous travels. In short, it is a relatively accidental thing. And I can only stay in the mountains for a while. I will need it soon." Go down the mountain and continue on your way."

Gao Zhen smiled and said: "If Shanzhu Chen can come and sit for a while, he will be lucky."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Is Master Liu presently on the mountain?"

Gao Zhen shook his head and said, "Uncle Liu and Uncle Song will come back a few days later."

Over at Yidai Peak, Liu Hongwen "separated" from the Huangliang Sect. In addition to taking away a group of direct disciples, there was only one junior brother named Song who was willing to go with Liu Hongwen. Even the children of this uncle Liu, namely Liu Runyun Neither of his parents moved to Yidai Peak, but chose to stay in Loushan to practice. One can imagine Liu Hongwen's popularity in the Huangliang Sect in his early years. It’s not that Uncle Liu’s character is not good, it’s just that he has a bad temper that makes people really unbearable. Whenever there is a discussion in the Patriarch Hall, Uncle Liu will always turn over the old almanac and talk about the old things, like looking at Yunxia Mountain, Let’s look at our Lou Mountain again, the dozen or so mountains where peak opening ceremonies were held in the past. I really don’t know how the spirits of the ancestors hanging on the statues will feel.

Chen Pingan chuckled softly and said: "Master Liu has an ancient spirit. Maybe on some things, some straightforward words will inevitably make it difficult for you to accept it. The less right or wrong you can't talk about, the more difficult it is to talk about right and wrong." I can’t make it clear. Of course, I’m just an outsider. I’m here to talk about my personal opinions on standing and talking without back pain. But I believe that the future monks of the Huangliang Sect, especially the younger generation, will look back at those disputes and important matters of the past. If you say so, it will be regarded as a precious past experience.”

Gao Zhen nodded and said with emotion, "If you look back, the old people are not taboo, the young people are not rejecting, and can tolerate many 'different' people and say different things, which proves that our Huangliang Sect is really true." It’s different from before.”

Chen Pingan said: "That's the truth."

Gao Zhen said: "It's hard-won, so you should cherish it."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

Qingtong always feels that there is some disagreement, how come you two can still talk to each other on the right terms.

Lu Chen held the back of his head with both hands and laughed in his heart: "Friend Qingtong, don't you understand? This is called telling lies to real people. There is no need to be polite to heroes."

The same Jindanke, whether he is a sword cultivator or not, has a different perception of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Gao Zhen looked a little guilty, and spoke from his heart, and changed his title, "I am not afraid of Mr. Yin Guan's jokes when I say it. Even if I put aside my identity as the leader, if I am asked to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to deliver a sword to kill monsters, at most I am thinking in my heart. I think that I would never dare to travel far down the mountain, pass the upside-down mountain, pass by the private residence of the Sword Immortal, and then climb to the top of the city. I would really just hide in the mountain, so I can only think about it."

"So this time, the Huangliang Sect and I, Gao Zhen, were shameless and boldly invited Lord Yin Guan to attend the ceremony, which was really offensive. As a sword cultivator, I, Gao Zhen, feel extremely guilty."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Scholars establish themselves as saints and sages, and Buddhists aspire to become Buddhas and ancestors. To obtain the Dharma is the best, only to get the middle. There is always a first-class mind before there are second-class people and third-class things. You and I are no exception. , Master Gao doesn’t need to feel too guilty.”

Chen Ping'an turned around and said with a smile: "There is no place in life that is not the Great Wall of Sword Qi. If you have a Cui Ran Sword Cultivator and you encounter injustice, I think it is the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Gao Zhen, what do you think?"

Gao Zhen nodded and said: "I deeply agree!"

Although he was called by his first name, Gao Zhen didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Because I heard that in that place where sword masters are like clouds, it has always been this custom since ancient times. When addressing others, it is rare to use the last name of the sword master, and most of them just call them by their first names.

"Lord Yin Guan, among the guests on the mountain is His Majesty the Emperor of Mengliang Kingdom. His Majesty has admired Shan Lord Chen for a long time. If Shan Lord Chen feels that it is not appropriate to see him, I will not inform him at all."

Chen Pingan said: "If I want to see Huang Cong, even if it is not such a coincidence today, I will visit the emperor in the future."

Gao Zhen was greatly surprised.

Because the young Yinguan reported his name directly, it was obvious that he had heard of this young emperor of Mengliang Kingdom for a long time.

Qing Tong had a strange feeling in his heart. Following Chen Ping'an, he had met so many landscape gods, plus this Huangliang sect.

Carefully review all the words, expressions, eyes and actions of Chen Ping'an when interacting with others. If there is a summary, it would be like... a straight line.

There are occasional ups and downs, such as talking about his disciple Pei Qian with Swinging River Hebo, chatting with Suishan Zhouyou about his husband, and chatting with Gao Zhen about the Great Wall of Sword Qi and pure sword cultivation.

Over at the mountain gate, the man secretly tore off a certain page of paper and carefully put it into his arms.

The female nun who grew up as a childhood sweetheart also pretended not to see it.

It was just the old monk who was the real concierge of the Huangliang Sect and hurriedly came from a peak. He opened the book and flipped through it. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Bring it here, hurry up."

The male monk said pitifully: "Uncle Dou! It's just a page with a few words written on it. Why bother with me?"

The old monk held the book in his hand and glared: "These pages are important items that need to be kept in the archives of the secret treasury. Do you dare to keep them secretly? Believe it or not, Zhang Lu will investigate them later." Get up and realize that you’ve missed this page. I’ll give you a big mistake at the Patriarch Hall?! How old are you? It’s not important, how ignorant you are!”

The young man had no choice but to take out the piece of paper from his arms again. The old monk put it in his sleeve with lightning speed, and reminded the two juniors that Master Chen's visit to Loushan should not be leaked out for the time being. After saying this, the old monk hurriedly went to Yufeng to discuss something with Fan Zhanglu. It was just a few pieces of paper. Fan Zhanglu, as long as you are willing to turn a blind eye, I will be responsible for the next sixty drinks!

Gao Zhen led Chen Ping'an to the entrance of a house in Loushan, told the young Yin official where Huang Cong lived, and then left with the other two founders of the Huangliang sect.

Gao Zhen didn't plan to notify the young emperor in advance, so he just treated it as a surprise. What's more, I didn't contribute anything, so this kind of favor that seemed to be given in vain was not taken in vain.

Over there in the courtyard, Li Huai was talking to Guo Zhujiu, explaining repeatedly that he had "invited" Chen Ping'an several times by mistake. He didn't have any magical powers. It was Pei Qian who exaggerated. As a result, the person at the door A group of people appeared next to him. Guo Zhujiu was full of surprise and gave a thumbs up to Li Huai, "Now there is no need to draw talismans on the ground. My skills are so good!"

Guo Zhujiu flew towards the green shirt and said with a bright smile: "Master!"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded: "I passed by by chance and came to see you. I will return to Tongyezhou soon."

Guo Zhujiu asked: "How fast?!"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said: "We can stay in Loushan for at most two quarters of an hour. It's not that Master doesn't want to stay for a long time, but there are still important matters waiting to be dealt with at Tongyezhou."

Guo Zhujiu slapped his fist, "What's the problem!"

Chen Pingan explained to Guo Zhujiu and the others the three people around them, Master Ni from Tongyezhou Cloud Cave Blessed Land. As for the identity of "Xiandu Mountain Guest Qing" compiled by Qingtong at the mountain gate before, as the head of the Sect, I can Didn't agree.

Li Huai was a little unsure and asked tentatively: "Director Lu?"

If you read it right, it's the one who sets up a fortune-telling stall in his hometown. It's quite effective.

Chen Lingjun swallowed and moved little by little, silently thinking, "You can't see me, you can't see me..." and hid behind Guo Zhujiu.

Lu Chen looked at this young man in scholar's shirt and was quite speechless.

Back then, when I was walking around in crotchless pants, I looked like a baby.

The oriole that Lu Chen used to measure his literary fortune was just a hair away, really just a hair away, from being snatched by this little brat with a casual jump.

The problem is that this Li Huai, indeed, has always been just an ordinary person with a mortal body.

Li Huai smiled and said: "Master Lu, after so many years, he still looks very young. I guess, Master Lu must be a Taoist."

Lu Chen smiled stiffly and said, "It's easy to talk about."

I still don’t know anything. Anyway, this kid doesn’t seem to need to know anything.

There's nothing I can do about it, that old man Yang really treats this guy as his own grandson, and he's the kind of person who is especially close across generations.

The young Taoist saw some depth. This guy who was described by Chen Ping'an as a Taoist priest of Qiu Hao Guan of Shen Gao Sect was not simple. The appearance of the Golden elixir monk must be a deception.

Lu Chen came to Chen Lingjun and said with a smile: "Most water people walk along the river and turn into dragons. You walked along the river along a large river. Isn't it hard?"

Chen Lingjun ran away, but Lu Chen held his shoulder down. Chen Lingjun shouted at the top of his voice: "Master, help me!"

Chen Pingan chuckled softly: "It's okay, I'm here."

Chen Lingjun stood still, sniffed, frowned, and remained silent.

The young Taoist glanced at the fishtail crown on the other person's head and asked with a heartfelt smile: "Does Master Lu come from the Shen Gao Sect?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Of course it can be calculated that way."

Taoist Nen smiled and said: "Then I want to be a guest of Shen Gaozong someday in the future. Can Taoist Master Lu help introduce me to Qi Tianjun and say a few kind words?"

Shen Gaozong? It's a small hill.

As the leader of the sect, Tianjun Qizhen is just a junior on the mountain who has only been among the immortals for a few years, so the Taoist priest of Qiu Hao Guan in front of him will be nothing more than Yu Pu.

The only one who can be talked about is Qizhen's Taoist lineage, and the next higher up is Bai Yujing's second Taoist priest.

On the other hand, the female cultivator from Tongyezhou with the Taoist name Qingtong was at a high level. She was either an immortal who was proficient in concealing Qi, or she was in the Ascension realm.

Lu Chen laughed loudly and said: "It's a trivial matter. Although Xiaodao's view of Qihao is just like incense, Xiaodao can see Qi Tianjun every time during the burial ceremony."

The young Taoist narrowed his eyes and smiled: "This is a good thing."

Tsk tsk, why is the little Taoist here pretending to be mysterious and mysterious with me?

Do you think that if you wear a fishtail crown, you are the second child?

Haha, really invincible? If you have the opportunity, you can learn some lessons. Of course, you have to wait until you reach the fourteenth realm.

Chen Lingjun tilted his shoulders and wanted to rub oil on the soles of his feet. Lu Chen's palm dropped a little, so he couldn't run away anyway.

Lu Chen turned around and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Jingqing, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you so unfamiliar with Pindao? There is not even a single smiling face."

Chen Lingjun, whose body was tense, raised his head and forced a smile towards the White Jade Jinglu Headmaster.

A man can bend and stretch, it only takes two quarters of an hour. Besides, my master is right next to me. Master Lu, please don’t go against me.

Please give me a lighter hand movement. How much heavier should you try? Uncle Chen, I will lie on the ground and roll around, howling for you.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Jingqing, have you forgotten that we have a certain understanding of each other? Your inner voice is like thunder in the ears of this poor Taoist."

Chen Lingjun raised his hand tremblingly, wiped the sweat from his face carelessly, tried his best to raise his voice, and said with a stern look: "Master Lu, there must be a limit to bullying people, you always scare me like this without any trouble, and so do I. A temperamental one..."

He thought his voice was like thunder, but it was actually just like the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies. Lu Chen looked horrified and said, "How big of a temper do you have, and let me show it to you?"

Lu Chen slowly raised his hand. In the palm of the Bai Yujing San's palm, there was indeed the scene of the mountains and rivers shaking. He had just gone around and deduced it, made a fortune, and admired the little boy in green in front of him.

Let’s not talk about Chen Lingjun’s series of heroic words and miraculous deeds with the founders of the Three Religions. I only want to say that the old temple master was not casually praised by the Bixiao Cave Master who had been known for ten thousand years for being “forgiving to others.” The slap turned into a pulp, it was really...a huge miracle.

In a blurry scroll of the river of time, a boy in green stood on tiptoe and patted an ox's horn, saying that there was enough green grass on the mountain.

If this was an Ascension Realm monk like Qing Tong, he would probably have been reincarnated by now.

Later, when he saw the green cow turning its head, the boy in green was filled with joy, and finally said, "As soon as you hear about eating, your understanding comes, which is a good thing. Maybe you can really practice immortality in the future."

It is estimated that if you were in the Ascension realm like Taoist Nen, you could go with Qingtong, which would be a good companion on the road to Huangquan.

Among the great monks in the Fourteenth Realm, Bai Ye's killing power and Monk Shenqing's defense, that is, the Chicken Soup Monk, are both recognized as number one.

But the old blind man of Shiwandashan and the old temple master of Donghai Taoist Temple were less outstanding in terms of offense and defense than Bai Ye and Shenqing.

In the eyes of Guan Sun Huai Zhong of Xuandu, the founders of the three religions, together with Xiao Fuzi, Tao Lao Er, and Bai Ze, together with these four, can form the second group of "Top Ten Heroes in the World" in ten thousand years.

Guo Zhujiu smiled and said nothing.

Chen Pingan asked: "What's wrong?"

Guo Zhujiu chuckled and said, "Master, I don't know what's going on. The more you think, the less you talk. It's weird."

Chen Pingan nodded with a straight face and said: "Very good, follow the master."

Qing Tong has never seen such a gentle-eyed young official.

Li Huai suddenly said: "Chen Pingan, I want to discuss something with you."

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and followed Li Huai into the house.

Taoist Nen, who was standing at the door as the doorkeeper, was even more nervous than Li Huai. After standing for a while, Taoist Nen felt that it would be more comfortable to sit down.

Just like a strong-willed minister with a strong character, but he met an incompetent emperor and found it difficult to realize his ambitions. Fortunately, he was appointed by the incompetent emperor as the Minister of Gu Ming. He went to the mansion and carefully assisted His Highness the Crown Prince. Then one day , that old emperor, put on a show of entrusting himself, saying that he would hand over all the treasury property to His Highness the Crown Prince to take care of. It was like opening the skylight and saying something clearly, you will be responsible for "supervising the country" from now on. And this Crown Prince, at this critical moment, just got cold feet.

That’s pretty much what it means, some differences can be ignored.

This made the young Taoist sitting on the threshold not nervous.

There is no greater truth in the world than just saying that you will be safe. Those good things that no one else can ask for, Young Master, Uncle Li Huai, and little ancestor Li Huai, please take care of yourself first.

There are so many golden-armored warriors who don't care about life and death, plus some poor people who have become ghosts and immortals and are imprisoned in the "cage in the belly" of the golden-armored warriors. Once they all recognize Li Huai as the master...

If it were in Tongye Continent, which was severely damaged, as long as no one from the Fourteenth Realm blocked the way, it would be enough to sweep the entire continent!

Li Huai has never had any taboos with Chen Ping'an.

After all, Chen Pingan knows best who he is.

Previously, the old blind man was in the wild world and forced Li Huai and Nen Taoist into their dreams and returned to Shiwan Mountain.

As a result, a huge god that had never been seen before appeared on the top of the mountain. Even if the opponent was kneeling on one knee, his head was level with the top of the mountain.

Li Huai almost left the dream without being frightened. At that time, the old blind man helped stabilize his mind, so Li Huai did not leave the dream.

Of course, the young Taoist admired Li Huai. He was timid but kind-hearted. He was not a good reader, but he always had a sudden flash of inspiration and came up with some excellent truths.

As for the old blind man's opinion of Li Huai, he really doesn't like Li Huai. Anyway, he is just pleasing to the eye.

It should be noted that Li Huai was both the "founding disciple" and the "closed disciple" on the old blind man's side.

Chen Ping'an listened patiently to Li Huai's words and said softly: "You have two concerns, right?"

Li Huai chuckled and scratched his head, "You still understand me best."

The young Taoist was quite curious. He originally thought that Li Huai was afraid of taking responsibility, so he used a drag trick on the old blind man.

Chen Pingan thought for a moment and said slowly: "I don't think there is any problem if you don't accept the gift for the time being."

Li Huai's worries are divided into two types. One is that he is "unmatched in virtue" and has thin arms and legs. The title of a Confucian sage already makes Li Huai tremble.

Another thing is what Li Huai really doesn't dare to face. He was afraid that the old blind man who was mostly a master would be like an old man in his hometown, leaving everything behind and then leaving one day without even saying hello.

Li Huai said softly: "But after all, I am a Confucian child and a student of Mr. Qi. I can obviously do something, but I keep hiding because I am timid. Is it ridiculous?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Li Huai asked: "Chen Ping'an, how long does this 'temporary' you talk about mean?"

Chen Pingan said: "Whenever you feel no longer afraid and make up your mind, that's it."

Li Huai asked: "Then if even the battle in the wild world is over, will I still be uneasy?"

Chen Ping'an did not answer the question directly, but asked with a smile: "Then I also have two opinions, one is nice and the other is unpleasant. Do you want to hear it?"

Li Huai's eyes lit up, "Listen to the ugly stuff first."

Chen Pingan said: "From the first day you entered the school when you were a child, Mr. Qi just wanted you to study hard. You can memorize and forget the content in the book, but never lose the word 'hard work'. When you grow up, From now on, it will be enough for you to be well-educated and a serious scholar, able to read and write, write Spring Festival couplets and keep accounts, and make your parents feel proud. Mr. Qi never thought that you, Li Huai, would To be a big shot in the general sense, and I’ve known who you are since the first day I met you. To be honest, even now, I don’t think I can compete with Little Treasure Ping and Lin Shou in terms of reading. One they make comparisons."

Chen Ping'an still had something to say. The old man in the backyard of Yang's pharmacy also only hopes that your life, Li Huai's, will be peaceful and stable.

There is no need to say this request from the old man Yang of the drug store, so Mr. Qi understands it, and so does Chen Pingan.

In addition, the war that took place between the two worlds was so treacherous, and there were endless schemes on the top of the mountain. Once Li Huai joined the battlefield and was in it, with the character and methods of Fei Ran, Jiashenzhang Clog and others, he would naturally Take out the chess pieces that are equal to "Li Huai" and... exchange them. Li Huai is simple-minded and kind-hearted. If he is not careful, his mood will collapse. Even if he is fine, the old blind man will not let Li Huai die on the battlefield. Where is his heart? Chen Ping'an deeply understands the difficulty of redressing people's hearts.

Just a small example. On a certain battlefield, the golden-armored warriors who left the Hundred Thousand Mountains gathered together to form an army. Even if the barbaric world was defeated on that battlefield, the barbaric military tent only needs to use a little means to let the golden-armored warriors "Inadvertently" injuring dozens of Haoran monks, or hundreds or even thousands of Haoran soldiers, I am afraid that Li Huai will feel guilty and uneasy in his life, and may even wake up from nightmares countless times in his life.

After a battle was over and they couldn't survive it, the golden-armored warriors under Li Huai's command became just like the books on the bookshelf in the house today, they became decorations. But the whole world has high hopes for Li Huai. You are a sage from Shanya Academy, a disciple of Qi Jingchun, and a disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage. You have such a crucial and terrifying combat power, why don't you want to Join the battlefield?

Even if Li Huai survived this difficult time, he began to force himself to accept certain truths on the battlefield, and had to do things that were contrary to the books of sages. He kept telling himself that swords and guns have no eyes on the battlefield, and women are heartless. If he takes over the military power and eventually continues to lead the Golden Armored Army all the way south, then Li Huai's future life will be like a fork in another path. He may mature and become better because of this, and he may even become a veritable academy gentleman. However, more It may last a long time, and it will be difficult to let go, and you will live with guilt all your life. It seems that you know the truth, that is... don't let yourself go.

But with these words and this truth, Chen Pingan also said openly that he did not want to break up with Li Huai "for the time being".

On the road of life, sometimes accepting a very weighty truth, no matter how good the truth is, is like adding a big stone to a mountaineer's backpack.

It will make people hobbled, overwhelmed, and miserable.

Li Huai asked doubtfully: "Is this already unpleasant?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "What sounds good is that you, Li Huai, are disciples of our lineage of Wen Sheng. That's very simple. From your master Wen Sheng, to your mentor Mr. Qi, to Master Bo Cui Chun, the second uncle, Liu Shiliu, the third uncle, and Chen Ping'an, the junior uncle, we all contributed a little in the previous battle that swept the two worlds. In terms of combat merit, right, each of us should give a little evenly. A little bit of you is nothing less.”

Li Huai had a look of astonishment on his face, and then said dullly: "It's better to hear something unpleasant."

The young Taoist at the door immediately became unhappy. How could you, surnamed Chen, be so bad?

Do you think that my young Taoist does not exist? How dare you bully my young master so blatantly?

Let's carve out a path, put aside our respective backers if we can, and get rid of some empty identities, and no one is allowed to hold grudges afterwards, practice our skills, and learn from each other?

Chen Pingan continued: "Li Huai, you have to believe in yourself. Outside of the battlefield, you can do a lot of things in the future, study in the study, and other things besides studying. Maybe some of these things, most of the things, can be done by others. But there are always some things that only Li Huai can do. Whether it is as a Confucian disciple or as a person in the world, you still need to have this confidence."

Li Huai raised his head and said, "I don't really believe in myself, but I believe in you."

Chen Pingan smiled and clapped his hands, "That's it."

Li Huai remembered something, picked up the book on the table, and asked casually: "Chen Pingan, do you know Lu Yan who wrote this book?"

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and said: "Not only do I know, but I have also met this Lu Zu, whose Taoist name is Chunyang. He is a very learned Taoist. Like Mr. Qi, Lu Zu is very successful in the integration of the three religions." On this road, go very high and far.”

Chen Pingan glanced at the bookshelf to confirm the original location of the book. He couldn't help but sigh, could Li Huai find this?

Since the founding of Huangliang Kingdom, someone added this book one day and put it on the bookshelf. There must have been many passers-by in this house, and there may only be a few people who have actually read this book.

After all, miscellaneous books other than Taoist books are more of a decoration in the mountain mansion.

The young Taoist began to feel anxious.

Because from the moment Chen Pingan walked into the house, Taoist Master Nen began to want to pray to God and worship Buddha, and begged his master not to mention this book and Na Lu Yan to Chen Pingan, a person like him.

If Chen Pingan and his party had not climbed the mountain, even if Li Huai did not take this book, the young Taoist would secretly take it away.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said, "I'll say hello to Master Gao later and ask the Huangliang Sect to give this book to you?"

Li Huai laughed and said: "No, I don't understand. I got a headache after turning it halfway. It's better to stay here."

In the courtyard outside the door, Lu Chen laughed with Chen Pingan with his heartfelt voice: "I finally figured out why Taoist Chunyang didn't leave any traces of Taoism in the grotto. The Taoist book Sword Jue mentioned by fellow Taoist Qingtong, some kind of In a sense, it is actually the book in Li Huai's hands. It just needs the person who reads the book to be sincere and sincerely recognize the content written in the book, in order to have the effect of "sincerely touching the gods and resonating with the world", both inside and outside the book. The two are in harmony, and the hearts are connected. It is the secret that is not conveyed beyond words, the supreme mental method. Even on the twelfth floor of the five cities of Baiyujing, this is a relatively mysterious oral transmission. It is difficult for Chunyang Taoism back then. Talent is an Earth Immortal who has just formed an elixir, and he has this Taoist attainment. If the poor Taoist guessed correctly, if Li Huai is willing to read this book aloud several times, or recite it silently in his heart, in a certain At this juncture, a vision will occur, and the words in the book will be like an 'autumn battle on the battlefield', rearranged and turned into a real swordsmanship formula, pointing directly to the golden elixir avenue."

Chen Ping'an took the book and flipped through a few pages. The material of the book was ordinary, and it was just a version engraved by a folk bookstore. This meant that even if this book could carry the true meaning of the sword technique left by Lu Yan, this book The book itself could easily be destroyed in the natural and man-made disasters of various dynasties, so he asked Lu Chen: "It can only be this book in the house?"

Lu Chen shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily the case. Taoist Chunyang probably has other arrangements. Otherwise, it would just be that the Lu Ancestral Temple, which the emperor gave a plaque with the name 'Fenglei Palace', is gone. If there is really only this book, Fenhe Temple As long as there is a flood in the library or warehouse, or a few wars, this inheritance will be completely cut off. With Taoist Chunyang's methods, it would never be like this... a desperate move. But no matter what, this Taoist fate is now with Li Huai... No, it's in your hands now, Chen Ping'an."

Lu Chen clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "With only two Grain Rain coins, I bought a Taoist book that directly refers to the Golden Elixir. This transaction is really profitable. If the top sect in Middle-earth learns about this, let alone two people." Two thousand grain rain coins are willing to nod, I am afraid that you will regret it. Four thousand grain rain coins are easy to negotiate, and eight thousand grain rain coins are not negotiable. If it is an ownerless thing, it will be even more frantic to snatch it up, and if it is left in the world of Qingming, I'm afraid It's a big chaos, I don't know how many people from the upper five realms are plotting over this, and how many earthly immortals are not willing to fight until their brains are splattered, and they die for the sake of the sect's millennium plan."

"The sword formula left by Taoist Chunyang is simply a secret book tailor-made for you in Xiandu Mountain. There are thousands of secrets in Taoist books in the world, but which one dares to say that it 'points directly to the golden elixir'? The key is the sword formula. "

Chen Pingan and Li Huai smiled and said: "This book is of great significance because it involves the swordsmanship inheritance of Chunyang Taoist, so it is extremely valuable. If you don't accept it, I will accept it."

Qingming Tianxia Xuandu Temple is the well-deserved ancestral court of the lineage of sword immortals of the Taoist sect in the human world, but when they come to Lu Yan, they have a new look and reach a new peak.

Li Huai has a nonchalant look on his face. He eats as much food as the bowl he holds in his hand, and exerts as much strength as he knows how many kilograms he has. This is what I, Li Huai, always aim to do as a human being.

This time it was Lu Chen's turn to be stunned.

Did Chen Pingan really accept it? Don't you want to go back to your old career and become that good-for-money boy?

The young Taoist was even more anxious and furious, and said in his heart: "Young master, I can't give it to you. It's just a chance thing. I can't bring it to the door by myself, only to be pushed out of the door by your hands. I can't do it, let alone the wild world. No matter how hard you break your head, you have to grab it. Even in this world that likes to talk about etiquette and rules, isn't there still the saying "If you don't take what God gives you, you will be punished"? Young master, even if you want to give it to Chen Pingan... let's be on our own at least. If you leave the original copy of the book, the worst thing you can do is let Chen Ping'an copy the book as he pleases. Everyone will have less of it, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

Li Huai shook his head and said, "Why do you think so much?"

The tender Taoist was overwhelmed with emotion, but after holding it in for a long time, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, no longer trying to persuade Li Huai. Good young man, how could I, a young man, fall in love with an old man like you who doesn't regard opportunities as opportunities?

Chen Pingan took out five booklets from his sleeves, handed them to Li Huai, and said with a smile: "The mission is accomplished."

It was some of Li Huai's previous reading difficulties that he gave to Chen Ping'an at the Confucian Temple. After the meeting at the Confucian Temple, Chen Ping'an had always been more attentive to them and would often take them out to explain them in detail, even if he occasionally had a different experience. , constantly adding supplementary notes in the blank spaces, just like when he took out the pen and ink at the Wangxinghua Pavilion of the Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou, and later in the Changchun-Dongtian Temple in Xiandu Mountain, which was temporarily used as a dojo, Chen Pingan He was not idle either. It was not easy to ask questions, but it was even harder to answer them, so Li Huai gave him two booklets. When Chen Pingan returned them today, there were five books in total. Moreover, the handwriting on Chen Pingan's three booklets were all in small regular script. , and at the end of the last volume, a long list of titles of various cited books is carefully marked.

Li Huai took the booklet and said, "I will read it carefully. Just flip through it now."

Chen Pingan walked out of the house alone. After crossing the threshold, he found that Lu Chen had nothing to do and had gone out for a walk.

I heard before that there are many female cultivators in the Huangliang sect, especially in Loushan, where there is almost a suspicion of Yin rising and Yang declining.

Taoist Nen, who was originally sitting on the threshold, stood up and stood in the corridor outside the door with Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an said from his heart: "Before I go down the mountain, I will give this book written by Lu Zu to Li Huai again, so that he can read it several times in his spare time. If you want to borrow it then, just ask Li Huai. "

The young Taoist smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about."

This matter has gone round and round, but it doesn't count as missing out on this opportunity?

Chen Ping'an continued: "As the old saying goes, armed with a sharp knife, murderous intentions arise. This truth must be treated with caution."

The young Taoist was in a good mood at the moment, so he was willing to give this young hermit official a few words. Otherwise, if you were to talk to me about these empty words, you would have found the wrong person, right? I, Taoting, am not a disciple of your Confucianism, nor am I that Haoran monk, so I said casually: "Yin Guan is right, I am worthy of being a disciple of a saint who has read thousands of books."

Chen Pingan didn't take it seriously. He just pretended that he didn't hear the sarcasm in Nen Taoist's words and said to himself: "The old blind man arranged you next to Li Huai. He just asked you to be responsible for protecting the Tao. Don't do that kind of thing." A superfluous 'preaching' thing."

"If it weren't for the matter of whether to accept the Golden Armored Warrior, you would be quite kind. It's just that you were too eager to persuade Li Huai to agree."

"Otherwise, I will let you know what will happen if you dare to break the innocent heart of my disciples of the Wen Sheng lineage and disturb Li Huai's normal heart."

"Whether you believe it or not, as long as I think you did something wrong in this matter and led Li Huai to the wrong road based on personal preference, then don't blame me for not reminding you, unless you, Taoting, can take action before I can I've already fled all the way to Shiwanda Mountain before, otherwise the old blind man wouldn't be able to protect you."

The young Taoist looked uncertain and said nothing.

I really wanted to say something cruel, but the young Taoist restrained himself several times when the words came to his lips.

In the end, Taoist Nen, who felt extremely aggrieved, could only hold back a strange sentence without any confidence, and did not dare to confront the young man in words, "I haven't seen him for a few days, Yin Guan's official authority It’s heavier.”

But today, the young hidden official with a calm tone but sharp edge is still talking to himself, "Ten thousand steps back, even if you escape to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the old blind man can protect you for a while, but he still can't protect you. A generation."

The young Taoist looked at the other person from the corner of his eye. He was wearing a green shirt, long coat and cloth shoes, his hands were in his sleeves, and his back was leaning against the wall.

I just remembered something. According to the cultural background and seniority at the Confucian Temple, this guy seems to be Li Huai's junior uncle?

That's all, the young Taoist people know about the protection of shortcomings of the Literary Sage lineage, and everyone in the world knows it. The young Taoist absolutely does not want to experience it personally and verify whether this matter is true or false.

Besides, Chen Ping'an is Li Huai's junior uncle, and I am Li Huai's protector. I am half a member of my family. I just say a few unpleasant words behind closed doors, so I can't stand it.

It's just that the young Taoist always feels that the guy next to him seems to have changed drastically after not seeing him for a few days.

Is it because of the trip to the wilderness hinterland and Tuoyue Mountain? Not only that, it seems that this current trip has made this young hermit official gain something again on a certain path?

In an instant, the young Taoist saw the young official, and suddenly he smiled with narrowed eyes, "Are you frightened by the big words of this junior? You are bragging and don't make drafts. You only see people who beheaded, but you don't see people who cut off their mouths, right? ?”

The young Yin official moved forward, smiled and patted the young Taoist on the shoulder, "Besides, senior is not afraid of slanting shadows if he is upright."

The young Taoist laughed dryly.

Seems more cowardly.

Is this like being given a date by the young hidden official and then beaten with a stick?

Chen Ping'an finally said: "It's better to say ugly things in the first place than to have resentments in the future, complain to each other, and be beaten to death, and still think that no one is right."

The young Taoist nodded. This principle is relatively simple and superficial, but it is more practical.

After Chen Ping'an and Nen Taoist reminisced about the past, Chen Lingjun in the courtyard was still timid without Headmaster Baiyu Jinglu, with a reserved expression and difficulty speaking. There were so many people, so embarrassed that they were lying on the ground and couldn't even pick them up.

Chen Ping'an walked down the steps and came to Chen Lingjun. As if he was predicting the future, he smiled and said: "Why, have you met the Emperor of Mengliang Kingdom? Tell me, what did you brag about to Huang Cong at the wine table? I'm sure it was a promise. Will you serve as the chief minister of Mengliang Kingdom and the guest of honor?"

Chen Lingjun smiled awkwardly and said: "That's too ignorant of the world. It can't be done, absolutely can't be done."

He quickly winked at Guo Zhujiu, "You are my master's young disciple, and your words are more effective than mine."

As expected, Guo Zhujiu kept his promise and helped to rescue the enemy. He roughly recounted the conversation between Chen Lingjun and the young emperor over the wine.

Chen Pingan reached out and held Chen Lingjun's head.

Chen Lingjun shrank his neck.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You can serve as the royal servant of Mengliang Kingdom, and you can record your name. As for the chief title, forget it. Once a member of the Jiaolong family is too deeply involved with Guo Zuo, it will be more troublesome in the future. In addition, as for Miyu, you Discuss with him yourself. Miyu himself is willing to have multiple enshrinements or guest status, and I won't stop him. In addition, the genealogical monks serve as other family's engraving guests. As long as they are named, as a rule, they need to be recorded at the Jise Peak Ancestral Hall. Otherwise, if Changshou Zhanglu asks, just push it to me."

Chen Lingjun suddenly raised his head and said in surprise: "Master agreed to this?!"

Chen Pingan nodded and said angrily: "Go ahead!"

Chen Lingjun hugged his master's arm and burst into tears of gratitude, "When will master come home? I'll prepare the ingredients and let the old chef cook a big table of delicious food?"

If I had known this, I saw the lonely Headmaster Lu earlier. What are you afraid of? I would jump up and spit on you, Lu Chen, in the face.

Chen Pingan held down the head, pushed it away gently, and said with a glare: "Don't encourage Bai Xuan to go to any night banquets in the future to suppress Wei Shanjun's limelight? You can think of it!"

Chen Lingjun said oh.

Chen Ping'an said: "Attend the night banquet at Piyun Mountain, and the gift is free?"

well?

Chen Lingjun suddenly realized it and said with a bright smile: "I still have the best plan!"

Chen Ping'an was going to visit Huang Cong, the emperor of Mengliang Kingdom, and asked Guo Zhujiu if he wanted to come with him. Guo Zhujiu shook his head and said no, as if it was not interesting. Chen Lingjun puffed up his chest and began to recommend himself, but the master did not agree.

After Chen Ping'an left and Lu Chen was not there again, the boy in Tsing Yi shook his sleeves and became curious about the fellow Taoist Qing who wore a power fence on his head.

Chen Lingjun began to approach cautiously, "Fellow Taoist Qingtong, if I guess correctly, you started at the Ascension Realm."

Qing Tong picked up the power fence and was a little surprised. How good is the vision of this Nascent Soul Realm water dragon?

Regardless of the depth of cultivation and the level of lethality in the Ascension Realm, Qingtong is quite proud of the matter of hiding the weather, and never wanted to be seen through by this kid in green.

Seeing that fellow Taoist Qing did not admit or deny, Chen Lingjun knew what he was doing, and he was a little complacent. Look, what does it mean to be watertight? This is it. Guessing the realm of the strange monk is actually the same as guessing a number. As long as experience is required, If it's rich enough, it's very simple.

Chen Lingjun exchanged a few words with this fellow Taoist Qing who claimed to be from Tongyezhou, seemed to remember something, and ran out of the yard to look for someone.

Outside a house in Loushan, there are two ancient pines in front of the door, each with towering flowers hanging on it.

The mountain breeze is soft and gentle, and the flowers are as big as bowls. They don't separate even when they are off the branches, falling slowly.

Lu Chen squatted under the tree and watched a flower fall to the ground. He still refused to get up, as if he wanted to wait for another flower to fall.

A group of passing female nuns were even more amused when they saw this scene and saw that the young Taoist priest was so handsome. They had low eyebrows, squinting eyes, and giggled.

Lu Chen stood up and chatted with the sisters. Just when he was about to sign up, they had other things to do, so they just returned the favor slightly and left.

After that, Lu Chen continued to wander around, thinking about the idleness among the people in the market.

When the boy in green finally saw the figure of Master Lu in the distance, he saw the young Taoist priest squatting on the roadside, pointing at a stone on the ground and cursing, "People eat hot rice, and dogs also eat hot shit. You It's good, he's lazy and likes to stir up trouble, right? If I'm annoyed, why don't I beat you, but the dog?"

Chen Lingjun plucked up the courage and walked towards Lu Chen, then squatted aside without saying a word.

Lu Chen turned his head and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"

Chen Lingjun took a deep breath, with firm eyes, and said: "Master Lu, please don't involve my master and Luo Luo Shan in our affairs, okay?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "That's weird, what's going on between us?"

Chen Lingjun seemed to have run out of courage when he said these words. Let me take it slow and say a few more words to you, Master, before I can reason with you.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Aren't you going to spit on my face?"

Chen Lingjun's eyes turned rapidly, and he had to quickly find a way to make up for it.

Lu Chen clicked his tongue and said, "I heard that fellow Taoist Jingqing has recognized a new nephew named Zheng over there at Luopo Mountain."

Chen Lingjun said awkwardly: "Nothing!"

Previously, a man named Zheng came to the entrance of his mountain. He looked like a wealthy scholar. At first, he claimed to be the apprentice of his brother Chen Zhuoliu, but Chen Lingjun didn't take him seriously.

But later when he saw that Master Wen Sheng and Big White Goose were very polite to the scholar surnamed Zheng, and even Big White Goose was rarely embarrassed by an outsider, Chen Lingjun immediately realized that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, I just felt that the man named Zheng was not the evil leader of Baidi City, so everything would be easy to discuss.

"The young Taoist just doesn't know about your series of great achievements, otherwise he will be resigned to being defeated."

Lu Chen stood up with a smile, kicked off the stone, and shot out like an arrow, passing between the branches of an ancient pine tree, and finally went to the outside of the cliff, startling the geese in the sky, nodded and said: "Between the geese in the wood , the transformation of dragon and snake.”

Chen Lingjun stood up and said softly: "When I said that before, did I take it that Headmaster Lu agreed?"

Lu Chen clasped his hands behind his back and walked away slowly, saying: "It's not a bad thing, what are you afraid of? You turned into a dragon and just reached the Nascent Soul realm, but you still failed to become a Jade Pu. What will you do next time? Along the way. Qi crossed the water and entered the sea? So what if he became the Jade Pure Realm, what about the Immortal Realm? What about the Ascension Realm? Now in the vast world, there is already a real dragon. The man who killed the dragon is in the place of harmony, so there is room for another one. There may not be room for two. But if you go to Qingming Tianxia, ​​there will be a different scene in the cave. Then I only need to give you an amulet of Bai Yujing..."

Chen Lingjun shook his head and said, "I don't want to leave my hometown so far."

Then Chen Lingjun asked the question that he had been unable to figure out for many years, "Master Lu, you are so advanced in Taoism and have such a noble status, why are you so competitive with me?"

In fact, Chen Lingjun asked his master in private, but Chen Ping'an's answer was more "on the mountain". The truth will eventually come to light. He also told Chen Lingjun not to think too much about the matter, as it would all fall into place. Since the master said so, Chen Lingjun really didn't think too much about it. If he hadn't met Lu Chen today, Chen Lingjun would have just pretended that it was nothing like this and wasted his brain thinking about all these mysterious things.

"Competing with you? It doesn't count. It's just an old score that has never been settled. It doesn't delay my practice. It's just a worry that will eventually be wiped out."

Lu Chen put his fingers together and hit the kid in green on the head. He said with a smile: "You can't learn anything from your master. Look at Chen Pingan. He travels far away all year round and breaks through the realm of cultivation. Swish swish. Who wouldn’t envy the skyrocketing sky?”

Chen Lingjun touched his head without raising his head and walked with Lu Chen. He said angrily: "But the master doesn't want to be homeless all year round. He is thinking about the mountain master's wife, and then he wants to help Qi Qi." Sir, take a closer look at the world, do you think I don’t want to be safe?"

Lu Chen said with a shocked look on his face: "Fellow Taoist Jingqing, I used to be a poor Taoist, so you are not a fool?"

As soon as Chen Lingjun heard this and thought of what Guo Zhujiu had reported to his master, he immediately stiffened and shook his head. Of course, he did not dare to fling up his sleeves.

Lu Chen suddenly kicked Chen Lingjun on the butt, "Go away. If you want to travel to Qingming world in the future, you can come to Bai Yujing to find me."

Chen Lingjun staggered, rubbed his butt, and ran away without looking back. The sky was high and the sky was wide. Go to Bai Yujing to find you? I'm looking for your uncle...

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Huh?!"

This memory is really eaten by the young Taoist.

The boy in green knew something was wrong, but he didn't dare to stop. He walked faster and was gone in the blink of an eye.

Qing Tong was so bored that he went out to relax.

For some reason, Qing Tong was a little embarrassed when he was stared at by the little girl named Guo Zhujiu.

The little girl didn't say anything, she just pretended to be walking around and practicing boxing, and only glanced at Qing Tong from time to time.

When Qing Tong went out, he saw the sweaty boy in green passing him and quickly ran into the door.

As a result, Qingtong found that in a pavilion with raised eaves on the edge of a cliff, among the birds and birds, Master Lu was reading palms for a group of female nuns.

The young Taoist priest held a woman's palm with one hand, and pointed at the woman's palm gently with the other hand. He said some words about the mountains, shapes, and water features corresponding to the lines on the palm, and then mixed in a few words of emotion, saying that since ancient times, ordinary women , a girl like my sister, who is so good-looking, always has little chance of getting along with that talented person, which means that the gold buyer never meets the gold seller. In the end, I can only ask Yue Lao to open his eyes and show mercy. When you get married, you are afraid that you will meet someone unkindly. In the end, you will end up with a shadow, and the beauty of the country will be wasted, which makes others sad to see it. Fortunately, Xiaodao, sister, your palmistry is pretty good. My fortune is a little thin, but this love journey will definitely go smoothly...

Afterwards, this young Taoist priest, who was especially proficient in palm reading and physiognomy, changed to a woman and continued to read palms, which made all the female nuns in Loushan smile like flowers.

A young female cultivator with a girlish appearance retracted her hand and asked curiously: "Master Lu, I have also followed Master to Shen Gaozong, how come I haven't heard of your Qiu Hao Temple?"

The young Taoist priest Nan Yan said: "The small Taoist temple is just a small Taoist temple. If you haven't heard of Sister Lin, it's normal. Whenever there are celebrations on the peaks or when the sect confers urn ceremony, poor Taoists will be able to attend. The location is relatively back and inconspicuous, so I must have missed Sister Lin."

The girl nodded, that was probably the case. I heard that Shen Gaozong has dozens of large and small Taoist temples, and the Taoist lineage is very complicated. It's a big mountain, and the genealogy is thick.

The young Taoist priest was anxious.

Why don't you ask Pindao who he is climbing with today?

It's a pity that they still couldn't ask about this matter after reading their palms frequently.

That's all, the matter has come to this, Pindao will no longer hide it.

Pindao must reveal his identity to you.

But before that, let’s chat with a certain senior.

Over in the courtyard, Taoist Nen has actually been using his magical power to view mountains and rivers with his palms, watching Taoist Lu Fu's movements in the distance in his mind.

When the young Taoist priest squatted on the side of the road, pointing at a stone and cursing the locust trees, the young Taoist became very angry.

I have nothing to do with a young hermit official, so why am I afraid of you, a Taoist priest who has an eye for justice in Shen Gaozong?

It's just that Taoist Nen is so old-fashioned that he never made a sound. Once he was with his young master, he cultivated his mind and character. Moreover, Taoist Nen was also a little wary. Could it be that his ancestor was a Taoist priest far away in Bai Yujing? The second little Taoist priest has noticed his prying eyes? If this is really the case, he should be an immortal, but this person is definitely not the Heavenly Lord Qi Zhen. Could it be that he is an old master from the Shengaozong Mountain who never shows his face? In this vast world, everything is good, except for trouble and a little bit of discomfort, talking about the backer, the lineage, and the ancestor...

While Lu Chen was showing his sister's palm reading, he laughed in his heart and said, "How long do you have to read it, senior?"

The young Taoist laughed and said, "Taoist Master Lu has a keen sense of consciousness, which is quite impressive."

Lu Chen lamented, as if he was afraid that the other party wouldn't notice what he was thinking, so he spoke his mind and stamped his feet: "You are so angry at Xiaodao."

Everyone is bullying Pindao's good temper, right?

Forget it, Chen Ping'an. After all, Pindao is the half-month-old man who personally helped this guy pull the strings, but you, a young Taoist, dare to be so unscrupulous. It doesn't make sense.

For a moment.

The young Taoist's heart was tense.

The next moment, Taoist Nen was sweating on his forehead.

Standing in a vast white mist, looking up, I saw a towering tower in the distance... Bai Yujing!

A young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown jumped down from the highest point of the White Jade Capital. The mustard figure suddenly became as big as Mount Sumeru. When it fell to the ground, it was almost as high as the entire White Jade Capital. He was overlooking the earth from a high position. The tender Taoist above.

The young Taoist gritted his teeth and was about to reveal his true form and have a fight with Lu Chen, the third master of Bai Yujing. Even if he was certain to die, there was no reason to kill him at the neck.

It's just that Lu Chen's Dharma and Bai Yujing are no longer visible in the world, but Taoist Nen is still motionless, because at some point, Lu Chen shrinks into a mustard seed again, and is now standing on one side of Taoist Nen's shoulder, as if he is looking out. Someone somewhere far away.

To rely on the sky thousands of miles away, you must have a long sword.

What a "Taoist priest".