Lu Chen sighed and sighed, "My thoughts waste my wine and my view of the sundial, and the sun and the moon fly by like a ball."

In the past, the singing and dancing place of the emperor's daughter of the Tian family was not heard in the palace, and even more was not heard in the palace. When Yu Fuzun took over the entire Wuteng Mountain, the royal woman who was named the county head with golden branches and jade leaves, this private mansion that had been abandoned for many years was renovated.

After the expansion, the former prosperous style was restored. The three of them were just approaching Fenwan Mansion, and before they even came to the door, they could smell the strong aroma of wine and powder in the night wind.

Lu Chen asked casually: "Chen Pingan, do you know the origin of the names of Zhuoyuan Mountain and Fenwan Mansion."

Chen Ping'an said: "Zhou Qiu only mentioned that there are cave carvings on Suiyuan Mountain. The name of the mountain is related to the prophecy, and Zhao Fuyang regarded it as the foundation of enlightenment. As for Fenwan Mansion, I don't know."

Previously, from the top of Chen Ping'an's Pomo Peak, overlooking Hehuan Mountain, I had seen two fluorescent lights. In addition to the falling kite, the two mountains above and below Wuteng looked like two snakes mating. The geographical locations of the two mansions, Yingyun Mansion and Fenwan Mansion.

, there is also a hidden magical effect of connecting two qi, one yang and one yin. However, Chen Ping'an can only give a rough idea. After all, the realm is like a mountain. Only when you stand high can you see far. The puppet clone of this talisman attached to the heart at the moment has great limitations.

Chen Ping'an's vision.

Lu Chen laughed and said: "If you look at the moon phase from outside, it will look like a bullet on the ground. Someone has painted half of it with powder. If you look at it from the side, the powder will look like a hook. Right?"

Chen Ping'an thought of the spectacular scenes of overlooking the vastness from the sky, passing by the ancient star Yinghuo, etc., nodded and said: "Master Lu said a good metaphor."

Lu Chen rubbed his hands and said, "A small gamble for pleasure, a gamble?"

Chen Ping'an didn't even ask what he was betting on. He simply said two words, "Bet."

Lu Chen said: "If Pindao wins, I will hand over Zhao Fuyang to my disposal. If he loses, the entire Hehuan Mountain realm will be a mess. Pindao will be a dung picker tonight. Besides, let's take a look.

Add a little bonus, a hundred gold coins?"

Chen Pingan then asked: "What are you going to bet on?"

Lu Chen stretched out his palm and shook it.

Chen Pingan said: "Don't be so clueless, you must give me a reminder."

Lu Chen slapped his head, forgetting that the young hidden official next to him was now a martial artist of the four realms who was proficient in swordsmanship. Many of the qi-seeing skills and talisman techniques similar to those of the Mountain God and the Lake Lord were probably handed over to the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom.

Fellow Taoist Wu Di, Chen Ping'an must have really not known the content of the meeting in the Yuanyuan Mountain Ancestral Hall. Lu Chen pointed to the mansion in front of him and gave a clue, "Since we have followed a path of mountain refining and fangzhongshu,

Zhao Fuyang did not want to be a turtle, so he could only rely on absorbing the Dragon Qi of the Jade Seal to refine the Falling Kite and the Two Mountains of Wu Teng to break the golden elixir bottleneck. Not only did he want to become a Nascent Soul, but he also wanted to pull the Tao

Lu Yu is so powerful that he wants to break through tonight, so as to give the Liu family of Qingxing country and the Zhang family of Tiancao county a solid show of strength. So we bet that when the entire Luoyuan Mountain turns over, it will be

To the left or to the right?"

Chen Ping'an made it clear, "Master Lu is going up a pole to give money?"

The establishment of Fenwan Mansion was the work of Zhao Fuyang, and according to the information leaked by Lu Chen, Zhao Fuyang has a close relationship with the Jinque Sect and Lingfei Temple, and his practice path belongs to the extremely pure Taoist tradition. In addition,

Confucianism advocates that the Qi Yao follows the left-hand direction of the sky, while the Yin-Yang Five Elements School and the Li Jia are just the opposite. In this way, Zhao Fuyang, who has been refining one with the Suiyuan Mountain for a long time, must have turned to the right-hand direction when he turned over.

Pei Qian was keenly aware of the slight vibration in the roots of the mountain below her feet. She quickly raised her head and looked at the sky. The stars were normal. It was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster carefully set up by the monks. It affected the mountain, which was in line with the earth's development as mentioned in the Yinfu Sutra.

Murderous intention, dragon and snake rise from the ground.

Perhaps for the various heroes in Fenwan Mansion who were drinking heavily and eating meat, most of them had already drunk a lot of meat and vegetables, so they might not be able to realize this unusual sign.

Is he going to be served in one pot? This Zhao Fuyang is so ruthless. When all the guests of Fenwan Mansion were drinking wine and eating meat, he swallowed them all, including the wine and meat, and wiped them clean? He was very good at calculating and calculating.

Don’t leave outsiders’ fields.

Chen Ping'an said: "I bet that the ground will not move."

The branch in Lu Chen's hand was probably looking for a dragon's acupoint. Lu Chen easily defeated a Hehuan Mountain in a seemingly childish way.

Lu Chen walked sideways, raised his hands, and gave a thumbs up, "They are all smart."

At the end of the main street of Fengle Town, there is a big tree at the mountain gate. The accountant who was sitting behind the table and yawning was startled by a rustling sound. It turned out that a branch fell to the ground.

, relying on the candlelight of the archway and the red lanterns of the nearby restaurants, the young man stretched his neck to look, and felt strange, it was not a dead branch on the tree, why did it look familiar? Someone who can be a bookkeeper has a good memory, and after a little thought,

It reminds me of the cotton-coated Taoist priest who took out three red envelopes earlier. It seemed that he had such a "hiking pole" in his hand. Why did he throw it down the mountain?

The two maids who temporarily served as concierges in Fenwan Mansion never expected that it would be so late and that guests would come to congratulate them. A young girl with a graceful figure quickly hid the pastries in her sleeves, turned her head and wiped them.

corner of mouth.

The boy in straw sandals carrying a sword, the Taoist priest in blue robes with cloth tied around his calf, and the young woman of ordinary beauty, did not look like the kind of rich people, so it was natural for the three of them to be led through the corridor by the maid.

Through the corridor, we were finally led into a side hall. The seven or eight wine tables that were originally full were now sparse and not even filled. At least half of the seats were empty. Manager Yu, who was in charge of refilling the wine here, said this

It was also very helpless. These bastards, all holding wine bottles in one hand and glasses in the other, took the initiative to go to the two banquet rooms next door to toast. Some simply stayed there, and some of them did not have enough status and would rather drink standing up.

I don't want to go back to my original position in the side hall to sit and eat.

Mrs. Pipa from Tianlai Cave chatted with the old man who called himself the Black Dragon Immortal Lord, and they got along very well. The plump woman smiled brightly and turned forward and backward. They were surrounded by a group of listeners standing with cups in their hands.

There were those who wanted to sneak in a toast, and there were those who were here specifically to support the two big shots. Besides, no one was busy in vain. Following Mrs. Pipa's exaggerated movements, everyone averted their eyes and their Adam's apple moved slightly.

The big demon who opened a cave on the Ape Path and the six-level martial artist who dared to visit the cave empty-handed were exchanging drinks there, chatting about their experiences in physical training. They didn't even need a cup, they just picked up the jug and uncovered the mud.

Just drink it. This fairy wine brewed by Fenwan House itself contains spiritual energy and is far better than ordinary fairy wine. If it is sold at a ferry somewhere, you can't even think of buying it without three or five snowflakes. And the wine tonight tastes like

It is especially mellow and full of spiritual energy, far exceeding the banquets held before in Hehuan Mountain. The two princes are rich and powerful. After hosting this wedding banquet, wouldn't it directly drink up the wealth of several Chuanziling Qingbai Mansion?

Many of the maids in the Fenwan Mansion who were responsible for serving dishes and fetching wine were just like maids, and some were persuaded to drink too much.

Across the banquet hall, the Mountain Goddess of Luoyuan Mountain was drinking too. She was already quite drunk, and her eyes were as charming as silk.

Lu Chen chuckled and said: "There is a big banquet outside the gate of hell, and the guillotine is drunk in the pink tent."

Seeing the figure of the young man with the sword on his back, the crane-cloaked scribe picked up his chopsticks and pointed at him, and said helplessly: "Are you so stubborn? He likes to join in any fun."

The young man carrying the sword smiled and said: "I have always liked to join in the fun since I was a child. What I owed before, I will make up for now."

Baimao waved his hand and said in a low voice: "You're already here, just sit down and chat slowly, eat and drink well, and try to get your share of the money back."

Previously, Baimao had always been worried about his red envelope, which was a full fifty pieces of snow money. Now there is Chen Ren. The key is that the sword-carrying boy also brought two friends to the banquet. He felt much better at once.

It seems that he didn't lose much. Seeing Manager Yu busy at another table asking for drinks, Baimao continued to remind: "Chen Ren, remember to drink an extra pot tonight if you can. If you don't drink it, you won't drink the good wine.

But it is genuine Xianjia wine. In our house, Manager Yu said that according to the rules of the house, each person has one pot. But as long as you are willing to open your mouth, there will be a second pot. Whether you have a third pot depends on your luck.

Manager Yu, are you willing to show off your face? Did you see that the guy at the next table, the one holding the fan, with tender skin and tender flesh, is just a polite scum? He joked a little with the maid here, and then secretly gave him the third pot of fairy wine.

Already."

The young man with the sword on his back sat down and said, "I'm a thin-skinned person and I don't dare to ask for more drinks."

Baimao choked on his words for a moment.

The young man said: "It's okay. I have a thick-skinned person with me. I'll let him speak later and show the maid a palm reading to calculate the marriage and so on. I'll have two and three bottles of wine."

The young Taoist priest sat slumped, leaning back on the chair, rubbing his left shoulder with his right hand. When he saw the crane-cloaked scribe looking at him, the Taoist priest smiled brightly and clasped his fists, "This poor Taoist is proficient in palmistry, so he can read it more accurately for women."

Chen Ping'an looked at the Mountain Goddess of the Falling Yuan Mountain Temple, thought about it, and remembered it. No wonder she looked familiar.

After many years, her general appearance has remained unchanged, but after becoming a mountain god, her aura has changed a lot, and she looks ten years younger. This is the benefit of practicing.

Many female monks with good monastic qualifications may never know what crow's feet are at the corners of their eyes. Since ancient times, it has been the best makeup for women in the monastic realm.

Pei Qian gathered his voices and asked in a secret voice: "Master, have you met someone you know?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Not really. When I traveled to Shushui Country before, I barely met each other and didn't even talk to each other. If I remember correctly, her real name is Xiao Cai. I just don't know why she became

The Mountain Goddess of Luoyuan Mountain."

Shushui Country is quite a distance away from the boundary of Hehuan Mountain.

I remember that when I left Jianshui Villa and traveled far alone, a large group of people rushed out from the mountain forest, rushing towards a convoy of family members of Shushui Kingdom dignitaries on the official road. The former's information was obviously wrong. At that time, they were still

I didn't know that I had kicked an iron plate. In addition to the wife of the general Chu Hao, there were two women of good status in that convoy. In addition to a group of retinues and elite cavalry, in fact, there was a hidden monk among the monks accompanying the army.

Just pick one of the Dragon Gate Realm Talisman Cultivators and the Guanhai Realm Sword Cultivator and kill all the "assassins" in the world in an instant. However, a certain old man in the world of Jianghu, who is not young yet, does things that are not very authentic.

They deliberately used the banner of Jianshui Villa and Song Yushao to try to muddy the waters of a country. As for the life and death honor of Shanzhuang and Senior Song, they did not care at all whether the imperial court of Shushui Kingdom would send troops to annihilate them, especially this one.

When Lao Jianghu passed by Chen Pingan, he came up with a plan and directly gave Chen Pingan the name and identity of "Chu Yueyi" in Jianshui Villa...

In the end, it was Chen Ping'an who had a fight with the sea-viewing realm sword cultivator to settle the storm and let the gangsters escape. Of course, they didn't have any feelings for each other.

According to the old sword cultivator of Guanhai Realm, every head of a little widow can be exchanged for fairy money. She should be worth a small summer coin.

Not long after, Chen Ping'an was on the other side of Dilongshan Ferry, before he reached Qingfufang, where Zhang Caiqin's boss was, he heard a news on the road that the righteous warriors in the world, led by Xiao Nuxia, had sacrificed their lives and forgotten everything.

They would not hesitate to fight to the death with the traitors of the Chu Party. Unfortunately, there were two swordsmen, one old and one young, sitting in the convoy, who did not hesitate to help the tiger, which led to their failure.

Bai Mao noticed that the young man carrying the sword was fixated on his eyes and "unhinged", and he laughed and said: "Brother Chen, we are indeed of the same kind of people. There is a reason why we feel like old friends at first sight!"

Then, the owner of the White House next to Chunzi noticed that the young woman, who looked ordinary and just average-looking, had a strange look in her eyes when she looked at him.

Bai Mao asked with a smile: "Brother Chen, who is this girl?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "First disciple, I have studied martial arts with me for many years. My surname is Zheng and my last name is Qian. I have good qualifications and have become famous. My reputation in the world is greater than that of my master."

Bai Mao has already figured out the general context of chatting with this guy. As long as he completely lets go and is open-minded, there will be no awkwardness. If he starts talking about Xiantian again, he will feel an indescribable sense of relaxation and comfort. He nodded and said: "Bi Mao

It’s normal for Brother Chen to be famous. A good person is better than a good person. It’s a good thing. It’s said in the world that it takes three years for a master to look for a great disciple, and it takes three years for a great disciple to look for a wise master. Only by achieving mutual success can the family be prosperous. It’s always better than a mistake.

The sons of men, one and the other, delay each other."

In fact, what Baimao wants to say is that you are Chen Ren's age. How old are you now, and how many years have you been in the world? How famous can you be, comparable to that young swordsman, Zhang Yujiao?

Bai Mao turned his head and looked at the freckle-spotted young woman. Palace Master Bai raised a smile, assumed the airs of an elder and asked, "Have you ever reached the third level of Qi Refining?"

Pei Qian smiled and said: "It depends on the opponent's level."
To be continued...