Does this count as the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked? There is no reason, it cannot be done. When I go out, I always make good friends and maintain my integrity.

Chen Pingan shook his head and asked instead about the talisman that Lu Chen held in his arms earlier, "Does this talisman have a name?"

Lu Chen put away his thoughts and said with a smile: "The temporary name is 'see you later', which is exactly the opposite of shooting without an arrow to turn back. In fact, 'regret medicine' is also a good name."

Lu Chenxiao asked: "If I had known that Zhao Fuyang would do this, would you have come here in your true form?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Lu Chen knew this very well, and had a doubt that had troubled Chen Pingan for a long time. Unfortunately, after so many years, no one could convince him, and no one could convince the students of the answer. That's why Chen Pingan asked Zhou Qiu and

Liu Tie's question, I hope to solve it from another angle.

One thing, the same process, the same result, but different people do it, what's the difference?

It's a pity that Liu Tie, an old man, answered the question incorrectly, but Zhou Qiu was worried and unwilling to speak her true thoughts.

Lu Chen said softly: "For a person who is not mentally strong enough, frequent introspection and self-denial will only make him weaker."

"Being contented when you are a person, not knowing enough when doing things, that's all."

Chen Ping'an squatted down, took out the vermilion wine gourd that he had depended on for many years, took a sip of wine, and said calmly: "I'm more concerned about it."

Lu Chen turned his head and looked around. In front of him was Chen Ping'an, who was tall and slender, with a clear air. He was wearing a golden crown and a green gauze robe, holding a white jade Ganoderma lucidum in his hand and walking on cloud shoes.

Not only in appearance, but also in temperament, they were completely different from the straw-shoe boy who carried the sword in Fenwan Mansion.

The term "reborn and reborn" was originally a Taoist term, and it was used in their context, which is very contextual.

Each of Chen Ping'an's clones has some profound meaning. For example, the one in front of him is probably the "original appearance" of a monk with earthly immortal qualifications. If his natal porcelain had not been broken when he was young, or if he had left Lizhu Cave Heaven early,

Being absorbed by the sect and the Immortal Mansion as the direct descendant of the Patriarch Hall, or just waiting for the weather to change later, the young man from Mu Ping Alley can take advantage of the situation, seize a few Taoist opportunities, practice smoothly all the way, and gradually fade away

The earthy smell is replaced by Tao Qi all over the body.

And that thin sword-carrying man was probably the boy from Mu Ping Alley who never spent any money to buy a mountain. He simply relied on a boxing book to enter a house and mastered the boxing spirit. He then embarked on a pure martial arts path and made a career after leaving his hometown.

In the world of martial arts, one may join the army like a certain bearded knight, wandering around and then return to his roots, or he may imitate a certain Song Dynasty predecessor who accumulated a family fortune early, and one day wash his hands in a golden basin and make grandchildren.

As for the temple in Yuzhou currently, the scholar in Confucian shirt holding a walking stick and climbing the mountain to watch the clouds rise may be a scholar who has neither practiced Taoism nor martial arts. He may have been promoted in the officialdom of Dali.

He may rise to great heights, return to his hometown in fine clothes, and shine at the top of his family's family, or he may be depressed, demoted or resigned, and retire to the woods and springs to enjoy the flowers and the moon.

Chen Ping'an was limited by his current Nascent Soul realm and Fuzhi family background. It was hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, so the seven clones he created were not at a high level as a monk or martial artist.

On the other hand, the man next to Lu Chen, as the Prime Minister, one of the two "Chen Ping'an" who was hiding in the dark, was willing to spend money and used a piece of cyan talisman paper with extremely scarce material, so he could create a golden figure.

With Jing Wufu's frame and structure, I believe that the other Chen Ping'an must be a Jindan Earth Immortal. If Lu Chen didn't guess, he must be tall and tall, with a thick and rough appearance. At first glance, he looks like a gangster.

He is a reckless man, but he is actually a Qi practitioner with several flying swords. On the other hand, Po Mo Feng, a mountain god who looks like an immortal at first glance, if anyone thinks that the monk is physically weak

If you are weak, trying to fight at close range will only lead to defeat.

Perhaps in the eyes of the monks at the top of the mountain, Chen Ping'an's cautious moves were just ridiculous tricks.

The monks on the mountain top who may be able to see through the truth, except for monks like Wuzhou who had a dispute with Chen Ping'an, are an exception. If replaced by ordinary Ascension realm, there are a few who can avoid the words "Young Hermit" carved on the city wall.

"Official" takes it seriously.

The title "Yinguan" is very important, especially the prefix "Young" is even more terrifying.

Just like Chen Ping'an's battle at Tuoyue Mountain, at the top of the mountain, the winner was decided and the dust settled. The big demon culprit who was responsible for guarding Tuoyue Mountain, this secretive Ascension Realm sword cultivator, had his head destroyed.

He felt that Chen Ping'an relied on the state he had obtained out of thin air, and relied on the long sword and pure divinity, so he could not win without force.

At that time, Chen Ping'an only used one word of truth to convince the disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain.

Basically, if Chen Pingan had his age, he wouldn't be able to see Chen Pingan in that sword competition.

At this moment, as the night fell, Zhao Fuyang of Yunyu Mansion appeared and stood on the Zhuiyuan Mountain Ancestral Temple. He said angrily: "Cheng Qian, Zhang Qiong, don't bully others too much!"

After all the hard work and planning, Zhao Fuyang never knew that it was time for retreat, and when he was about to officially make the mountain, he was horrified to find that the two mountains of Falling Kite and Wu Teng were completely motionless and monolithic.

On the other side of the stone cliff in the distance, the head of the Jinque Sect and the head of the Zhang family in Tiancao County felt that Zhao Fuzun's scolding was very reasonable. If they were in their shoes, they would probably be so rude.

Lu Chen chuckled and said, "One side is scolded with righteousness, and the other side is scolded so that it is not unjust. It is a mistake."

A Xiancha ferry disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds. The founder of Xiangjun took Wen Chengcheng and the old woman on board, and used the magic power of shrinking the earth from a distance to arrive at the gate of Hehuan Mountain.

Wen took a closer look at the Albizia Julibrissin tree densely packed with insects, then raised his head to look at Zhao Fuyang's furious statue on the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "What kind of trouble is this?"

Patriarch Xiangjun still didn't explain his purpose of coming to them, and he didn't choose to ride the wind, but just hiked up the mountain.

A young accountant stood on the table, looking at the three decent-looking uninvited guests. The accountant shrank, his teeth chattered, and he was speechless.

Wen carefully released a fist, and there was a burst of firecrackers on the mountain road. From time to time, he glanced at the top of the mountain and asked casually: "Master Xiangjun, such a notorious Jindan wild cultivator, anyway, is full of evil, why not kill him?"

Patriarch Xiangjun remained silent and tried his best to stabilize his Taoist mind.

In the past, she could only admire the portrait hanging in the Lingfei Guan Patriarch Hall, but now he might be somewhere in the mountains, so she couldn't help but feel extremely nervous.

She still remembers that when she was young, after she became a direct disciple, Master Cao Rong took her to the Patriarch Hall for the first time to worship the portrait of the Patriarch. The Master was solemn and dignified when he paid homage to the portrait.

Respect like a god.

But it is also possible that the Patriarch just gave a decree to her master, asking her to bring Wen Qingxin here. Maybe the master is far away in the world and oversees the mountains and rivers here?

She took a deep breath and reminded the two people behind her from her heart, "We'll talk about it when we get to Fenwan Mansion."

The old woman was even more worried. She didn't know why the ancestor of the Shangzong beside her chose this place to stay.

However, Xing Zi, who is the master of Qingjing Peak, thought about it over and over again. He has a clear conscience at Jinxian Temple, and he has no interest entanglement with Zhao Fuyang, the master of the mountain. In this case, he is not afraid of the shadows. He went up the mountain and saw

If Zhao Fuyang is caught, just show off his tricks at first sight, and don't let this place be without three hundred taels of silver.

Zhao Fuyang lowered his head and took a look. He was surprised and worried at first. He recognized the old woman from the Jinxian nunnery and the Taoist crown on the head of the female cultivator. Zhao Fuyang soon became determined. After hesitating for a moment, he put away the Dharma sign.

Putting on a Taoist robe and the lotus crown that had been treasured for many years, he quickly took off the Taoist crown and only showed himself in the attire of a Taoist priest from the Jinxian Temple of the Jinque sect. He came to the mountain road and bowed his head.

He said respectfully: "Zhao Fuyang, a rebellious disciple of Jinxian'an lineage, pays homage to the ancestor of the sect, Xiangjun, Master Wenxian, and pays homage to Master Xingfeng."

Patriarch Xiangjun frowned, seemingly puzzled.

No wonder Patriarch Lu asked him to come to Hehuan Mountain in the hope of helping Zhao Fuyang escape the siege?

When the matter was over, Xing Zi immediately explained to Patriarch Xiangjun that Zhao Fuyang was indeed an outer disciple of the Jinque Sect in his early years, and was also a private disciple of a certain uncle. It was just that the monk Chongqingfeng was obstructing Zhao Fuyang.

Yang's identity was made a fuss about, and Zhao Fuyang didn't want to damage the uncle's reputation on the mountain, so he left the Jinque sect in anger.

Patriarch Xiangjun nodded, without saying a word, and said: "The rest of us, let's use our blinding techniques first and go and sit down at the house."

She then asked Zhao Fuyang to get the gift list.

Even though Zhao Fuyang was extremely anxious, he still kept his face and went to the foot of the mountain to ask for a booklet from the accountant. Then he returned to the mountain road, bowed his head and offered it with both hands.

During this round trip, Zhao Fuyang guessed that as the host, the reason why he was unable to climb the mountain was because the Taoist Palace Mistress had tampered with him. He reminded himself that there was no need to go to war. He must not fight with the disciple who was also a disciple of Lingfei Palace.

Cheng Qian, did they hurt the "fellow friendship" between them?

Patriarch Xiangjun flipped through the gift list very quickly. She held the book in hand and deliberately chose an angle. When she turned to the last page, her heart suddenly shook.

Quickly closing the book, she sighed quietly in her heart, but her eyes quietly became hot.

Sure enough! In the last column, there are the names of three guests, Chen Ren, Zheng Qian, and Taoist priest Lu Chen.

According to the gift account book, the gift is... two pieces of snow money per person?

As expected of his Patriarch Lu, he really likes to play with the world.

I just don’t know who Chen Ren and Zheng Qian are?

Could it be the female master named Zheng Qian, Luo Luoshan Pei Qian?

In the same way, Chen Ren is the pseudonym of the young hermit official?

Just for a moment, the top five-level female crown appeared slightly dazed. When she looked down again, there was only "Taoist Priest Lu Chen" on the gift list.

Patriarch Xiangjun was completely unaware that some of her memories had been stripped away. She just silently put the book in her sleeve and said, "The three of us are visiting tonight. Mr. Zhao does not need to announce it to the outside world."

Zhao Fuyang bowed his head and accepted the order. He said it was not necessary, but in fact it was not.

After they entered Fenwan Mansion, Patriarch Xiangjun asked Zhao Fuyang to go about his own business. When she finally stopped, she just glanced at it and was a little disappointed, just because she could not see Patriarch Lu. Yes, if Patriarch Lu

If I really wish that the real person didn't show her face, she would just face each other and not know each other.

At this moment, she felt that everyone in the banquet halls looked like Patriarch Lu.

When Zhao Fuyang returned to the family ancestral hall, the Taoist companion Yu Chunzhi was not able to stay in his house, and he was unable to survive. Could it be that he just waited for death? Yu Zhen and Zhao Yan were also at a loss and looked at each other speechlessly.

Grandmaster Xiangjun thought for a moment and chose a relatively quiet side hall. He took Wen Chengcheng and Xing Zi and sat down at an empty table. At the next table, there sat a young man carrying a sword who seemed to have eyes higher than his head.

They were a young woman with buns and freckles on her face, a skeletal ghost who looked like a scribe wearing a crane cloak, and a barely handsome-looking... bald monk.

Regarding the secret message on the top of the mountain, Headmaster Bai Yujinglu has a close relationship with the White Bone Master. Could it be that the bones in the tomb next to the table next to him, who seemed to be of low level, were some kind of hint from the Patriarch, exactly?

Xiangjun couldn't help but look at it several times. The crane-cloaked scribe smiled and nodded at the strange female cultivator. Grandmaster Xiangjun became more and more confused. Could this person in front of him be the real one?

The old woman sat upright and carefully guessed the purpose of Patriarch Xiangjun's trip. After Wen carefully sat down, she was even more confused. She gathered her voice together and whispered: "Grandmaster Xiangjun, what are you doing?"

In fact, Xiang Jun didn't have a definite idea at the moment. She was preoccupied with guessing whether the crane-cloaked scribe was right or not. She had no choice but to say perfunctorily, "I have my own plans here. You can just eat and drink as you like."

She hesitated for a long time, then plucked up the courage to speak in a calm tone and from the bottom of her heart, and asked the tomb ghost with a string of military talismans and a jade pendant hanging from her belt, "Dare I ask, who are you?"

Palace Master Bai found that he was being accosted by a young and beautiful female cultivator. He thought it was a lucky turn of events, and suddenly felt itchy. But after all, he believed that he was someone who had read books about sages. He was used to putting on airs and coughing a few times. Bai Mao thought of what he had just said.
Chapter completed!