Bai Mao was startled.

He is indeed Chen Ren’s disciple.

One or two cents, when spoken from the mouths of your masters and disciples, always weighs a pound of momentum and demeanor. Do the young people in the world now speak with such virtue?

Chen Pingan picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Eat."

Pei Qian, who was sitting upright, then picked up his chopsticks.

Baimao nodded secretly, he still behaved a bit.

Look at that woman, she doesn't drink either, she only eats the food at the table.

On the other hand, the young Taoist priest in cotton-padded robes looked like he had been reincarnated by a starving ghost. When almost everyone was busy taking another sip of wine, he begged a maid for two bowls of rice and specifically told her to go to the university.

Bowl, he had already started to lower his head to eat rice. There was a Taoist crown on his head, which made Baimao, who was good at appreciating it during his lifetime, couldn't help but look at it a few more times. He always felt that it was worth some money.

Lu Chen raised his head, picked up a large piece of food with chopsticks, and said vaguely: "Why is Palace Master Bai not curious as to why Miss Zheng would become a disciple of our brother Chen?"

Baimao said with a smile: "Where the Tao exists, where the teacher exists, age is nothing. On the road to martial arts, those who are at the front are the elders."

The young Taoist priest nodded vigorously, "No wonder they say Master

I am a disciple and will respect you if you have the right knowledge. I used to only have a partial understanding of it, but now Palace Master Bai has completely understood it with one sentence."

"Why don't you drink, Taoist Master? This is the only Immortal wine in the entire Hehuan Mountains. There are rules and regulations in the Taoist lineage, so you are not allowed to drink?"

Just now, Manager Yu asked the maid to bring three pots of Fenwanfu Fairy Brew. As expected, he didn't give much. He only said that after drinking it, he felt it was not enough and that he could let him know.

After all, this side hall does not have enough status. Like several other banquet halls, everyone starts with two bottles of wine. As for Mrs. Pipa, the drinking is almost like drinking water.

But the problem is that the young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head is very good at eating meat. Logically speaking, there is no separation between meat and wine, so how can he eat food without drinking wine?

"Wherever, the lineage of Xiaodao is shabby, there is no ancestor, and the master doesn't care about it."

The young Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "Besides, listening to you is like drinking three jars of wine."

Baimao laughed endlessly, finally seeing a normal person who could talk.

After taking a sip of wine, Baimao suddenly had an idea. He finally figured out why he kept feeling that something was wrong. He turned around and asked: "Zheng Qian? Guan Er Zheng? Money money?"

Pei Qian nodded.

Baimao tapped his fingers on the table and said with a smile: "Girl, what do you think? Let the master of this palace rely on his old age to sell his old age. Just tell you, no matter how much you worship that female grandmaster, you won't even change your surname."

.”

Pei Qian twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

If this were the black charcoal from childhood, the graves of the eighteenth generation of Lord Bai's ancestors would probably be filled with firecrackers.

Baimao is a scholar and has a good face. He can't do anything to her, so he turns to look at Chen Ren, "Brother Chen, as a master, how can you not care about such a big thing?"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "That's right, that's right. It's because I have been wandering around all year round and have neglected to discipline my apprentices."

Pei Qian picked up a large piece of wild game with chopsticks and chewed it carefully, his cheeks bulging and making a crunching sound.

Lu Chen gloated over his misfortune and said with a smile: "Master Bai, we two brothers share the same problem. If one of us is gone, we can only drink soup and drink."

Bai Mao raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Lu Chen took out an album of paintings of flowers and birds from his sleeve, "Palace Master Bai is a big collector at first glance. I spent a lot of money to pick this up. Palace Master Yang helped me to appreciate and appreciate it."

Baimao smiled, shook his sleeves, and reached out to take the booklet. He kept everything, spent a lot of money, and found something missing? He flipped through a few pages. Baimao hesitated and said, "Tell the truth, my skill is

Some, at first glance, are the handiwork of wealthy children, who have captured the essence of boundary painting. They are meticulous, rigorous and neat, but unfortunately they are dead paintings after all. And these flowers and birds, I always feel that they are not only elegant and simple, but also a bit sinister after looking at them for a long time.

gas."

Seeing the demented look on the young Taoist priest's face who had been struck by lightning, Baimao quickly explained: "The Yin Qi mentioned by this Palace Master is not derogatory. It is similar to some water and land paintings in temples and temples. The ghostly Qi can warn people.

I'm just worried that the owner of the album is not the kind of person who lives a long life. Taoist priests should also know that if a famous painting artist has a short life, it will be difficult for him to achieve high achievements and fame. If he fails to change his age, the price will often not go up.

"

The young Taoist priest said sadly: "If you don't live long, your peers will sing less, you will have fewer disciples and grandchildren, and if you have only a few filial sons and virtuous grandchildren, the intensity of your efforts to help him become famous will be small. If the intensity is too small, he will not be promoted to the altar by future generations, and he will not be able to ascend the altar.

How to sell it at a high price, how to talk about value. When the world is better in the future, there will be more spare money in the pockets, and there will be more laymen and fools with money. They only recognize the appearance but not the people. Especially in this antique business, how can you make up a few stories and deceive others?

Here comes the big money.”

Baimao patted his thigh and said, "The Taoist Master's insights can be said to set aside the clouds and see the moon."

Chen Ping'an glanced at the flowers and birds painted in the picture album. There was no signature, but there were several private seals. From this, he already knew that the picture album was from the hand of Prince Liu of the Qingxing Kingdom. Baimao's eyesight is still good, and he does have some.

Yin Qi, this prince, as a latent dragon of a country, does not have the magnanimity of the leader of the Zhongxing Kingdom, and his writing skills are weak. To put it harshly, it is more like the handwriting of a king who has subjugated his country. As for the capital of Qingxing Kingdom,

Talks in the streets, as well as some after-dinner chats in the Xianjia Inn, all spoke highly of the talented Prince Liu.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "In the final analysis, it is because of the failure to understand the essence of boundary painting. Otherwise, it will only be lively and full of business. How can Palace Master Bai feel that it is boring and has no business."

At this point, Lu Chen sighed and slammed the picture album on the table, "That's all, just treat it as a dull loss. Out of sight and out of mind, why not sell it to Palace Master Bai at a low price."

Seeing that the young Taoist priest was so shameless, Baimao actually put his fingers together and pushed the album towards him. Is he trying to buy and sell by force? Is Daqing's so-called spending a lot of money to pick out leaks just to pave the way for this moment of murder? Well done.

See the picture! Baimao stretched out his hand and pressed the picture album firmly, and said with a smile: "Even if it is not a priceless object, it is definitely not a poor painting. A gentleman will not take what others like, even if the Taoist priest is willing to be cheap."

If you sell it, I will be too embarrassed to buy it. Please take it back, Taoist Priest!"

The young Taoist priest exerted all his strength, his fingers trembled slightly, and he secretly increased his strength, but still could not move the album. His face turned red in an instant, "Master Bai, we are all friends we can talk to, and the price is easy to negotiate."

"Why should the Taoist priest give up his love?"

"To be honest, at the back of this picture album, there is also a Taoist book transcribed by an unknown person, with more than a thousand words, which is unparalleled. According to the content, in addition to making flesh from white bones, it also talks about many spiritual principles, such as 'can make bones from white bones'

Raw meat, how can you use raw bones? Master Bai, if you have money, it’s hard to buy an immortal recipe. It’s a rare opportunity! There is no shop like this in this village!"

"Since there is an immortal recipe hidden away? Why would the Taoist resell it to others?"

"My Taoist cultivation qualifications are just mediocre, very mediocre. I've learned everything I need to learn, and I really can't learn more."

"How much?"

"Two snow coins. No less!"

"..."

Baimao's face was stiff and he almost yelled, am I stupid for thinking that the so-called immortality method only offers two snowflakes for money?

"For the sake of my friends, a piece of snow will cost me nothing!"

"..."

Baimao's face was dark, and he was sure that the other party was a fool, and then he tried to drag himself into being a fool.

At this moment, the young man carrying the sword raised his hand and asked the maid for an extra pot of fairy wine. Palace Master Bai thought about it, took out a snowflake from his sleeve, and placed it on top of the book of flowers and birds.

One hand paid the money and the other hand delivered the goods. In fact, Baimao originally wanted to buy the picture album and return it to the other party. He also tried to persuade this young Taoist priest who was so bad at cheating to stop being like this in the future. He would be easily beaten when he went out. But Baimao was worried about this.

As soon as you lose the other person's face, you give up. It's just like spending a piece of snow to make an unreliable friend. Anyway, you will never meet again in the future.

When the immortal money was given, an additional Taoist text with golden characters appeared on a certain page in the picture album, referring directly to the golden elixir.

When Bai Mao had this thought, he published more text content in the middle part of the book of Taoism, up to Yu Pu.

One of the clones of Master Bai Yujinglu, the White Bone Master under the Plum Tree.

Now he is one of the ten newest candidates in Qing Ming Tianxia.

This Taoist formula is the foundation of Master Bai Gu's Taoism. Lu Chen's so-called "immortal formula" is indeed worthy of its name.

Because the two princes of the Hehuan Mountain House had not shown up for a long time, all the guests attending the wedding banquet noticed a hint.

Just talking about the distinguished guests of the Flower Hall and Baihua Lake Summer Moon Mansion, there is no reason to blow up the nest.

The eldest lady of Hehuan Mountain and the fourth lady Zhao Yan seemed to be comforting the Lake Lord Zhang Xiangdao.

Yu Zhen called out Qin Jue, who was in a separate room, and Fu Qi next door, and walked straight out of Fenwan Mansion.

The already tipsy Mountain Goddess of the Falling Yuan Mountain and Li Zheng of the Wuteng Mountain seemed to have received a secret decree from the two princes, saying that the banquet would officially begin in a quarter of an hour at most, and they promised not to keep all distinguished guests waiting.

Arriving outside the house, Yu Zhen clasped his fists and lowered his head, apologizing endlessly, and said bitterly: "Something happened in the house, and we need to do things behind closed doors. Uncle Qin, Brother Yan, I made you laugh."

Qin Jue was a local monk in Shujian Lake, so he was used to this, so he didn't even ask, he didn't even bother to clasp his fists and say goodbye, and just left Yufeng without saying a word.

After all, Fu Qi was a son of a powerful clan with an innocent background. Although he had gone out to practice for several years, this was the first time he met in this battle. He said softly: "You have already broken up with the Jinque Sect and the Zhang family of Tiancao County?

If this is the case, given the behavior of the monks and clans in these immortal mansions on the mountain, they must have been well prepared, and among the congratulatory guests at Fenwan Mansion tonight, there may be some of their insiders."

Yu Zhen couldn't let his father's plan leak out, so he had to come up with an excuse that he had thought up in the family ancestral hall, "In the treasure house over at Yongyun Mansion on the mountain, there is a treasure that my father valued very much. Just now

, it was stolen inexplicably, and my father was furious. He had already issued a secret order to seal the mountain immediately, lock the door and search everyone. No matter who they were, they were only allowed in but not allowed out. You also know the gang of people who came to the mountain to congratulate you tonight.

There are no fuel-efficient lamps. They are all unruly desperadoes. They will easily cause trouble later and may see blood at any time. "

Fu Qi asked: "You really don't need me to stay and help?"

In several nearby countries, such as the two palace lords on the mountain, Cheng Qian, and Zhang Qiong's Golden Core realm, they are as strong as the sky. Then he, who is in the Dragon Gate realm, does not say he can turn the tide, but only uses his meager efforts. Think about it.

Not difficult.

Yu Zhen shook his head and said with sincerity in his eyes: "Fu Qi, I would like to advise you not to get involved. The matter is indeed quite serious. Anyway, we can talk about it later when we have a chance."

Fu Qi nodded, "I plan to visit Shujian Lake. Zhongsu of Oriole Island has a good relationship with my ancestor. If you want to find me, just send a message to Oriole Island with your sword."
To be continued...