Zheng Dafeng coughed a few times and tapped the side of the pot with chopsticks, "Hot, pay attention to the heat."

Too much is not enough, so you have to be careful about the situation. If you are careful with the mountain master, you will go downhill. If you don’t want to embarrass the mountain master, Taoist Master Xianwei, then it’s really not difficult for the mountain master.

Taoist Master Xianwei immediately understood and said tentatively: "If the mountain master is willing to show his love, how can Xiaodao be ignorant and live up to the mountain master's good intentions? He will definitely work hard from now on and dare not slack off at all. He will continue to put all his energy into looking after the mountain gate.

Up."

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Then it is tentatively decided that Xiangshan Mountain belongs to Taoist Master Xianwei and his disciple Lin Feijing. Of course, this matter still needs to be approved by deliberation, so I guess it won't be a big problem."

Taoist Master Xianwei said in a deep voice: "Who doesn't know that the mountain master is the most open-minded in the affairs of our Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall and never says anything?"

Zheng Dafeng hummed, "It's all clear."

Chen Ping'an gave a rare sigh and wondered whether he should let Zhu Lian find Yuan Huang and come to Luopo Mountain as soon as possible?

Taoist Master Xianwei rubbed his hands and frowned and said, "Mountain Master, please be honest and say that you will not receive reward for your merits. I am mentally prepared to be laughed at by fellow Taoist Jingqing."

Owning a mountaintop that is nominally your own and opening a dojo! This is a wonderful thing that a fake Taoist priest could never dream of before.

What sleeping position must be in order to have such a sweet dream?!

What's more, my Luopo Mountain sect is not a small sect where the gods of the middle and fifth realms occupy the mountains. Instead, they are a Qi practitioner who practices mountain climbing and can occupy the top of the mountain casually.

I heard Xiao Mili say before that the rules in his lower sect are very strict and the threshold is high. Sect Master Cui said that in the future, there will be no way to hold the opening ceremony except in the Nascent Soul Realm.

In general, in the Great Immortal Mansion, on the Haoran Jiuzhou Mountain, it is not that the golden elixir is not allowed to open the peak, it is an agreed upon rule.

The top sect in the world is probably where the ancestral court is located. No matter how big the territory is, no matter how many hills there are, it won't be enough for the earth immortals. Isn't there the authentic ancestral court, the upper sect and the lower sect.

What's more, leaving aside individual cases, almost all sects and founders in the world come from small sects and monks. The ancestral court is usually average in size at first, and it is not very impressive. Most of them are swallows carrying mud year after year before they achieve great things.

.Luolu Mountain is included in this list.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "My family doesn't speak the same language, so Master Xianwei just needs to feel at ease and accept it calmly."

"Piyun Mountain will hold a canonization ceremony soon. Do you want to go there for a drink with me?"

Zheng Dafeng shook his head, "I'm too familiar with Wei Bo, so I won't join in the fun."

Xianwei nodded. He really didn't have much savings and was short of money. He couldn't afford to eat and drink for free. He couldn't get a decent gift by selling iron and steel. He couldn't bring shame to Luopo Mountain.

I heard from Xiao Mili that there are many inside stories about Beiyue Night Banquet. Every time the night banquet is attended, the various landscape spirits and Qi practitioners are all very heroic and generous.

Just because the female officials of the Ceremony Department of Piyun Mountain, after registering their names at the foot of the mountain to receive gifts, they would "roll call" loudly and tell them clearly who they were, which mountain top they came from, and what gifts they had given.

At that time, Xiao Mili burst out laughing and had an idea. He made a very vivid analogy, which sounded like announcing a menu.

The Immortal Captain could even imagine the "high rollers" who were queuing up behind him and who had not yet taken out their gifts. Hearing the roll call in front of him, he was calculating in his mind the amount of money that would be converted into immortal money. He gritted his teeth and silently added gifts.

Scenes about the portion size and the amount of fairy money. Are you already drunk before attending a night party and drinking?

In this ceremony of conferring the title and canonization by the sage abbot of the Confucian Temple, Piyunshan still failed to invite Mr. Bai Ye and Mr. Jun Qian.

However, a night party can still be called sparkling and the stars are bright.

The appearance of Fu Yuxuan in Taofu Mountain in the Middle Earth shocked the entire Beiyue realm.

This makes the first person on Liuxiazhou Mountain, the Ascension Realm Jinghao with the name Qinggong Taibao, seem less eye-catching today.

Let's just say that on the Luopo Mountain side, two sect masters appeared at the same time, Chen Ping'an and student Cui Dongshan.

There is also the director of Luo Luo Mountain, Changshou, whose chief worship is Zhou Fei. Chen Pingan brings his chief disciple Pei Qian and the mountain guard to worship Zhou Mi Li. There are also a boy in green and a girl in pink skirt, as well as a mountain gate who is said to be Luo Luo Shan during the roll call.

The second seat is dedicated to the girl in the mink hat who thanked the dog.

The Dali imperial court asked the Minister of Rites to go to Piyun Mountain to express his congratulations. Although His Majesty the Emperor did not come in person, there were handwritten congratulations. Many people with surnames from the Shangzhu Kingdom came here.

From the Longquan Sword Sect, Xie Ling, who had just left seclusion and entered the Yupu Realm, presented congratulatory gifts on behalf of his master Ruan Qiong and sect leader Liu Xianyang. He also brought a gift that Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in Beiju, asked his descendant Xie Ling to hand over.

But this is not the most unsettling thing, just because I took out one gift after another to thank Ling, and the last gift at the bottom of the box turned out to be from Bai Yujing's head coach Lu Chen!

Next, there was another scholar named Xin Jian, who visited the Qiufeng Temple with his friends and brought a gift to the latter. When the roll call came, it was Chen Qingliu!

The dragon in the poem, Xin Jian, and the man who killed the dragon, Chen Qingliu, are two names with extraordinary significance. If they were separated and congratulated separately, others might make some guesses and not be sure whether they were true or false.

But when the names of Xin Jian and Chen Qingliu were put together, they were called out by the goddess in charge of the Ceremony Department in a trembling voice. She even handed the pen to the scholar, saying that the tiger had a destiny, so she must be bold.

Ask Mr. Xin to write those two names in his own hand and leave authentic calligraphy...then even a fool will know them...it's them!

This time, the enthronement ceremony for the Five Sacred Mountain Monarchs of Aquarius Continent and the abbot of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple were given "divine titles" respectively, and it was held at the same time on the same day.

Therefore, it was not only Piyun Mountain that was bustling with excitement, but also the Wuyue Mountain Lord's Mansion was full of guests, and there was a great buzz of people participating in the grand event.

Zhongyue conquered the Purple Mountain, the tiger rose to the rank of Qing, and received the divine title "Mingzhu" from the Confucian Temple.

Dongyue Qishan, Mengrong, received the divine title "heroic spirit", the meaning is beyond imagination!

Peiyun Mountain and Weibo in Beiyue were awarded the title of "Night Tour". It's not surprising at all. If not, it would be a strange thing.

Tong Wenchang, the god of Mount Ganzhou in the West Mountains, has the nickname "Dahu". Fan Junmao, the female tiger of Zitong Mountain in the South, has the nickname of "Cuiwei", the mountain's nickname!

Mr. Dao Lin, one of the ten philosophers of the Confucian Temple, is responsible for presiding over Beiyue Ceremony.

The great monks who came to Piyun Mountain today were Yu Xuan, Xin Jian, Jing Hao, and those who asked people to help express their congratulations were Lu Chen, Chen Qingliu, Xie Shi...

In this way, in terms of momentum, among the five mountains on the continent, Piyun Mountain deserves to be the leader.

Wei Bo, who was dressed in a snow-white robe and had a golden earring in his ear, respectfully took the scroll with the ceremonial saint's calligraphy from Mr. Da's hand.

Wei Bao bowed to express his thanks, then turned around and unfolded the scroll. The word "Night Tour" turned into brilliant golden light, and the avenue appeared on the top of Piyun Mountain, integrating with the luck of Beiyue Mountain.

In fact, there was no red tape in this canonization ceremony. It couldn't be simpler. The gentleman in a blue cotton coat with a water ladle hanging from his waist read a book from a sage and briefly talked about the historical changes of Beiyue in Aquarius Continent.

After bestowing the god's name, Mr. Da finally told Wei Bo to "please speak kindly" and say a few auspicious words, and the ceremony would be considered a success.

Mr. Da and the other four sages of the Confucian Temple, the direct disciples of the most holy master, did not stay long. As soon as the canonization ceremony was completed, they left almost at the same time, but they did not return to the Chinese Confucian Temple.

It is the bank of a river called Shaozhou in ancient times, and the water is called Panshui. There is an ancient music called "Shao", and the Confucius said that it is both beautiful and good.

A tall old man stood by the water, and beside him stood the mild-mannered Lisheng, the solemn-looking Yasheng, and the sad old scholar.

There are also many ethereal Confucian temples with only one Yin god left to worship the sages. They are already at the waterside, waiting for Mr. Da and others to complete the canonization.

Some saints have long since died and disappeared in the long river of history. The decay and immortality of their fame and careers are left to the comments of future generations.

The Holy Master smiled and said, "It's been a long time since we got together like this."

The gentlemen and masters by the river all agreed in unison and bowed to the Holy Master in silence.

The Holy Master who was standing at the front turned sideways and bowed to them in return.

After the Holy Master stood up, he turned his head and listened. It seemed like he was listening to the beautiful ancient music of Shao, or the sound of human books. Although Shao music was said to be beautiful and good, the latter seemed to be better.

The old man took the lead and sat on the ground by the Pan River. He laughed loudly and said: "The last lesson has been solved and the doubts have been solved. Questions and answers, or answers with rhetorical questions, we all know everything we can say."

In a Western Buddhist country, under the bodhi tree, a middle-aged monk sat cross-legged and began to preach.

In the world of Qingming, a young Taoist priest came to the door of a small Taoist temple in Zhuolu Ancient Battlefield, and met the Zhike Taoist priest who asked about his identity. The young Taoist priest claimed that his surname was Li and that he came from Ku County, Chen Guo.

At the gate of Luopo Mountain, before going to sleep last night, Taoist Xianwei once again blamed himself and made up his mind that he would no longer be able to read "miscellaneous books" tomorrow, but must read a serious Taoist book.

Today, in the warm sunshine, Nian Jing read another miscellaneous book. He enjoyed it, dipped his saliva in his mouth, and flipped through a page. The content was too exciting, so he turned it back and read it again.

The serious Taoist book placed in the sleeve of the other Taoist robe by the fake Taoist priest seemed to be patiently waiting for the arrival of the next tomorrow.

Just like what you sow in spring, you will harvest in autumn, and when the scenery is orange and green all year round, the Taoist priests who only consider this mountain as their hometown only say that this is where my heart is at peace, that is, my hometown.

In the mountains to the west, Hoan Kiem Lake appeared after the mountains were cleared. The wind rippled the lake surface, as if whispering, the mountains and rivers reunited.

On Luolu Mountain, Cui Cheng left a bookbox and asked Nuan Shu to keep it for him. The two parties had an agreement, and the old man asked Nuan Shu not to tell anyone, including the owner of the mountain, Chen Ping'an.

Another day, in the square outside the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall.

There was no rush to convene a meeting.

The old scholar came to Aquarius Island after a long journey, and they were all waiting for the old man to sit down.

The white-haired boy who is the genealogist of Luolu Mountain has another chance to show off his skills. She has regained her feminine appearance, laid out her desk, pen and ink, her crown is "natural", her bright eyes are smiling, and she is eager to try.

The vast world has a lineage of literary saints.

Old scholar.

Personal disciples. Jun Qian and Chen Pingan.

Disciples: Wu Yuan, Zheng Youqian, Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi, Li Huai, Xie Xie, Yu Lu, Dong Shuijing, Shi Jiachun, Zhao Yao, Cui Dongshan, Cao Qinglang, Ning Ji.

Logically speaking, they can sit down.

Because in fact, Chen Pingan's disciples, Pei Qian, Guo Zhujiu, Zhao Shuxia, and Pei Qian's disciple, Zhou Junchen, nicknamed Little Mute, although they are all direct and secondary disciples of the mountain lord Chen Pingan, they are not A lineage of literary saints in the strict sense.

Then Zhao Luan, Jiang Qu, Cui Huahua, Hu Chuling and others, as the direct disciples of Cui Dongshan, are also in the same situation.

Everyone is sitting upright, with their hands clenched into fists and placed gently on their knees.

The old scholar unclenched his fist and still looked forward. He just raised his hand and gently patted the arm of the disciple next to him, and whispered: "Thank you for your hard work."

Chen Ping'an also always looked ahead and said with a smile: "Sir, it's not hard."

The old scholar smiled from ear to ear and sat in the middle seat. The old man turned around and discussed with Chen Ping'an, who was closing his disciples. Why don't we all sit down together to keep a souvenir?

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, saying that he listened to his teacher. So he asked Nuanshu and Xiaomili to help them go to the Patriarch Hall and move a few more chairs.

But it's strange. The number is wrong. Why do there seem to be three extra chairs?
To be continued...