The old scholar looked at his eyes, nose and heart, and did not dare to take a breath.

Gu Qingsong suddenly turned his head and said: "Old scholar, you are a very good person. Compared with someone, your two positions must be reversed. Only then can you be worthy of the name of one world and one world. If you don't have a friend like someone, you will Even better. Come back to me and let us have a nice drink together. We won't stop getting drunk. It might just be my wedding wine."

The old scholar quickly said: "It's easy to say, it's definitely true."

When Gu Qingsong punted back to the world, he went straight to the Osmanthus Island ferry.

The old scholar returned to Yu Xuan and asked with a smile: "What's going on? Have you ever provoked fellow Taoist Xiancha before?"

Yu Xuan looked aggrieved and said: "The problem is that even now, I don't know why this guy blocked the door and cursed people."

The old scholar asked curiously: "What did you scold you for?"

Yu Xuan said: "The general meaning is that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

The old scholar smiled and said: "Brother Yu has so many disciples and grandsons. Being scolded by Taoist fellow Xiancha made me feel guilty for a while."

Yu Xuan sighed.

The third person to congratulate is the world-renowned Old Master Xu, who is called the Saint of Zhaoling. Although the old man is not among the sages enshrined in the Confucian Temple, nor does he belong to the Confucian Taoist tradition, Old Master Xu is a scholar of great merit. Similar to the old man who now sits in the fake Bai Yujing of Aquarius Continent, he is a true hermit.

When Master Xu and Yu Xuan finished their polite greetings, the old scholar finally had the opportunity to speak, gave a thumbs up, and said in a deep voice: "Master Xu, you don't know something. Every time my close disciple mentions you, his admiration is beyond words. ,it is this!"

Old Master Xu smiled calmly and said: "The literary saint can just call me by my name. Besides, I can't deserve the praise of Chen Yinguan."

The old scholar sighed and said with a resentful look in his eyes: "What is it about Chen Yinguan? Since we are brothers of the same generation, you should treat Chen Pingan as your junior. When you meet him in the future, just call him your nephew."

As soon as these words came out, Master Xu didn't know how to answer.

Wen Sheng's temper and defense of shortcomings are known to the world. If you are polite to him, he will not be polite to you.

Then there is the current head of Tongyezhou Dafu Academy, Cheng Longzhou, who was born in the Ten Thousand Years Old Jiao.

I was a frequent visitor to Tianwai.

Naturally, we started talking about the excavation of Tongye Island.

The old scholar was very happy, "When it comes to heroic words and feats, I, a closed disciple, don't say much, but do more."

Cheng Longzhou smiled and said: "Guan Chen Yin's filling of the vacancy in Tongyezhou is admirable."

The old scholar was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "No matter where you are, you should do your duty as a teacher. A person who is better than his master will be better than his master."

Then there is Ai Aizhou Wei She, a talented monk who was once considered to be his target in the Fourteenth Realm.

After the master of the Seventy-Two Peaks left, great monks came one after another to congratulate him.

There are also several Taoists from Qing Ming Tianxia who have ascended to the realm.

The last person to congratulate was the monk Shenqing, nicknamed Chicken Soup Monk.

"Master monk, in our hearts, we must first have a sense of right and wrong, right and wrong. Right?"

"right."

Luolu Mountain, the stone table on the cliffside outside the bamboo building.

The bright moon in the sky looks like a big jade plate for a wealthy family.

A girl in a pink skirt and a little girl in black wearing a cotton wrap were admiring the moon together. They seemed to be chatting endlessly.

Tonight's snacks are not pastries and melon seeds, but branches of azalea flower petals, all trophies of the Right Protector's solo patrol tonight.

The stone bench beside the table is not short, Nuanshu can touch the bottom with both feet, but for a little girl who is a little short, her boots will be hanging in the air while sitting.

Xiaomili suddenly lay down on the table and asked Sister Nuanshu to stretch out her hand. Nuanshu didn't know what was going on, so he still stretched out his palm. Xiaomili raised his palm, breathed lightly, clenched his fist and shook it vigorously a few times, and finally patted Nuan on the table.

On Sister Shu's hand, she said seriously: "Pei Qian said that those top masters who fly over walls and walls can easily pass on a dozen or a hundred years of strength to others. I am not good at martial arts, but! This hand of mine has immortal energy.

, Sister Nuanshu, give it to you, keep it safe!"

Nuan Shu was still confused, but she still clenched her fists and said with a soft smile: "I got it."

The little girl nodded, crossed her arms around her chest, turned sideways, faced outside the cliff, swayed her legs, and hit the stone bench with her heels again and again, and said angrily: "Actually, I originally planned to give Pei money, but she took so long

If you don’t go home, then you can’t blame me.”

At this point, Xiaomi Li turned around and explained: "Because Pei Qian has only been in school for a few days, and he likes to skip class early in the morning. Unlike sister Nuanshu, you read every day. If you don't need this, I will read it from the copybook."

Come with the fairy spirit."

It turns out that the last time the Hao Shanzhu spread out the two calligraphy works of Su Zi and Liu Qi on the table in front of Xiaomi Li, they were undoubtedly authentic.

After all, it was my husband who asked for it personally from them. If this could be false, it would not be true in the world.

At that time, Xiaomi Li reached out and touched two copybooks, feeling that she must have some fairy spirit.

It was late at night, and one of them got up early to clean the courtyard, while the other wanted to patrol the mountains, so they returned to their residence together.

Before they left the stone table, they noticed that the first floor of the bamboo building was still glowing with lights, and the good mountain master was still reading a book. Nuan Shu raised his finger to his mouth, and Xiao Mi Li nodded vigorously, knowing.

Nuan Shu first sent Xiao Mi Li to the door of the hospital and said goodbye to Sister Nuan Shu. Xiao Mi Li didn't move in a hurry. When Sister Nuan Shu walked far away, she approached the door and squatted with her knees slightly, as if she had been stabbed.

Taking a horse step, he made his hands sink into his Dantian, slowly extended a palm, put his palm against the door, shouted softly, and "bumped" the unlocked courtyard door open, listening to the creaking sound.

When the door opened, the little girl in black retracted her palm, straightened her back and stood still, striding across the threshold. She was very satisfied and nodded. According to Pei Qian's words from the martial arts novels back then, what happened to this palm of hers?

You have to have thirty years of inner strength.

The right protector does not lock the door when he comes home, and never locks the door when he goes out. The door locks are just for show. In the past, it was convenient for Pei Qian to visit the door, but later it became a habit.

Xiao Mili arrived at her residence. The room she lived in was also a study room. She walked to the desk with her head swaying, lit the oil lamp, sat down on the chair, and oh, stepped heavily on the ground with her feet!

The tables and stools in the house are all handmade by the veteran chef, so they look small.

There are not many books on the table, they are neatly stacked together. Most of them were read by Pei Qian when he was a child and given to Xiao Mili.

Xiaomi Li tilted her head, took off her beloved cotton satchel that was inseparable every day, put it on the table, patted the satchel lightly, and grinned: "Luxury!"

The boundaries of the old Beiyue Mountains of Dali are Longquan Jianzong and Youyi Peak.

Liu Xianyang is in retreat.

It's said to be in seclusion, but actually it's like sleeping with the door closed, but it's not the usual dozing off.

Xianyue, whose pseudonym was Yu Qianyue, knew very well that Liu Xianyang's retreat was unusual and serious, so she simply stayed outside Liu Xianyang's house and never left.

Anyway, with her Dao Dao roots and state of cultivation, she can go without sleeping for a year and a half without feeling tired.

The young man named Li Shenyuan finally chose to become Xu Xiaoqiao's disciple and practice at Zhuohaifeng.

Liu Xianyang had said before that after leaving the customs, he would visit Hongzhou. In addition to the land where the ancient Shu sword immortals came together to become immortals, and the boundary of Yuzhang County in Hongzhou where giant trees were produced, there were also some legends left behind.

The ancient tradition of entertaining gods and offering sacrifices.

Shengyue heard a sound of footsteps and turned her head. A dull man hiked up the mountain and came to the Youyi Peak. He saw the round-faced girl who wore cotton clothes all year round. She nodded and was called by Liu Xianyang on Yu Qianyue's side.

The man named Ruan Blacksmith still has a smile on his face.

Ruan Qiong put his hands behind his back and walked very lightly. When he got here, he just asked in his heart: "Is he in retreat?"

Qiangyue nodded and explained: "This time is different from before, it may be more dangerous."

Ruan Qiong also nodded. If not, he would not have taken such a trip to Youyi Peak. However, the man still said in a seemingly understated tone: "Xian Yang is a person who can't rest. In the future, there will be girls who have spare time."

Be more patient."

Xiangyue thought of Liu Xianyang's conversation before the retreat. She blushed slightly and was a little shy, but she was not the kind of coy woman. She said: "Mr. Ruan, if I really become a Taoist couple with Liu Xianyang, what will happen?"

Won't it cause unnecessary trouble to Longquan Sword Sect?"

Ruan Qiong shook his head and said: "No."

Qiangyue hummed softly.

Ruan Qiong glanced at the room, came for a short while, then turned around and left. He seemed to think of something and did not turn around. He still put his hands behind his back, but slowed down a little and said: "If, I just say if, in the future

What is wrong with this boy Xianyang? He has only read a few books and has a lot of lies. You can't quarrel with him, or he is stubborn and wants to save face and refuses to admit his mistakes and apologize to you. Just tell me.

, I am no longer the sect master, but I am still his master after all, so I can always scold him a few times."

Qiangyue smiled brightly and said, "Remember."

In Qiangyue's impression, Master Ruan seemed to have never said so many words to anyone.

Ruan Qiong just quickened his pace. After taking a few steps, he hesitated. The man stopped and said, "According to the custom in the town, there are usually two weddings, one in the man's hometown and the other in the town."

It’s at the woman’s house, so one banquet will be held in Huaihuang County. The other banquet, if Miss Yu doesn’t mind it, can serve wine at our Longquan Sword Sect’s side and pick a random hilltop outside Youyi Peak. Let’s drink.

After the wedding banquet, the top of the mountain is Miss Yu’s dojo. I regard it as a little bit of my wishes as an elder. As for Liu Xianyang’s best man, according to the rules, he has to drink two drinks with the groom, so he can help Xianyang ward off the wine.

."

When Qiangyue heard this and looked at the back of the man who seemed to be using a lot of effort to say these common words, she felt a little sad for no reason.

Shujian Lake, Sulin Island, as the owner of the island, Tian Hujun, after the young monk who is now not sure whether he can be regarded as his junior brother left, she was still in a daze and was afraid.

Over at Gongliu Island, Zhou Caizhen, a young female cultivator who was taking a moonlight walk, learned that the seemingly warm-looking young man in Confucian shirt in front of her was the notorious Gu Can, especially when he spoke in a very casual tone.

, said those shocking words, settling the old and new accounts together, beating old Sect Master Liu to death? Zhou Caizhen was so frightened that her face turned pale. Her intuition told her that the other party was not joking, but he was announcing his identity. The last sentence he said

What I said, it happened to be that sentence, I was joking, please don’t take it seriously.

Gu Can sacrificed a talisman boat and punted it away from Gongliu Island, where the Zhenjing Sect's ancestral hall is located. Immortal Liu Laocheng and Baidi City female cultivator Han Qiaose sat opposite each other.
To be continued...