Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Liu Chicheng had to take the initiative to ask where he was staying, and Gu Can asked him to hit the floor.

Liu Youzhou is not on the mountain now, but has been in Jincui City recently. We will learn more about the weaving process of a robe.

Tonight, the flowers are full of moon night, and people feel refreshed when they are happy.

Tomorrow morning will be the sect ceremony. A young sect leader in his thirties can be said to have achieved success and success, and the great way is expected.

Gu Can sat alone on the railing of the observation deck, gently putting his hands on his knees, slapped them one after another.

The maid Gu Lingzheng knocked on the door symbolically, walked here, wrapped her arms around her chest, leaning against the door, looking at the back that looked at her somewhat lonely.

Is it because the Lord Yin Guan didn't come here to chat, and went to drink and chat with Mr. Shen and some other master, so he was sulking?

Gu Can didn't say anything, she was bored, and the tips of the embroidered shoes poked the floor one by one.

Hey, before going down the mountain, the young master specifically told the kitchen staff not to prepare anything. I guess he wanted Chen Ping'an to cook in person. The result was the current situation.

Gu Lingzhen shut up obediently. Of course, she didn't dare to sprinkle salt on Gu Can's wounds. She would be really revenge, especially things related to Chen Ping'an.

Gu Can said to himself: "It is easy to pass high mountains, but it is the hardest to pass flat roads."

Seeing that he finally didn't act like a mute, Gu Lingzheng agreed: "Daily Kung Fu is very important. The truth is that the young master wants to become the Taoist lord of the continent, but now it is the beginning."

When he was young, he was taken to Shujianhu by the Zhenjun Jiejiang, Liu Zhimao, and since then he officially embarked on the path of cultivation.

Shujian Lake, which is full of murderous intent and is full of ghosts in human hearts, relies on a water dragon in the Nascent Soul Realm to act violently and stop killing. The most annoying thing is the word "rule".

By chance, he followed Zheng Juzhong to Baidi City and became a master and apprentice, which was refreshing.

Break the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm, kill the inner demon, and successfully enter the five realms of the body. From then on, there will be a world.

At the age of thirty, he was already a founding master and became a number of young sect leaders in Haoran's history.

Gu Can's head didn't turn around and said, "Don't drink the northwest wind with me, just go your own."

Gu Lingzheng smiled like a flower, "Isn't serving the young master the main business?"

Gu Can said, "I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense to you."

Gu Lingzhen didn't care, so he gave a blessing and left quietly.

Gu Can looked into the distance.

Looking back on life, it feels like a dream.

It was dawn and there was at least one hour before the ceremony. The first person to go to the square outside the Zushi Hall was an outsider.

When I got there, there was nothing to do. The man in blue-shirted clothes wearing cloth shoes was taking a slow walk in the square covered with white jade.

If you remember correctly, the opening ceremony of Qingping Sword Sect was the last man who was the leader of the upper sect.

At this side of Gu Can's residence, Gu Lingzhen knocked on the door, served his son to wash his face, wipe his hands, help him carefully organize his clothes, and don't wear a jade crown and don't have a golden hairpin.

When she talked about this, Gu Can seemed not surprised. She just picked up the towel and wiped her face again. Then she smiled and said, "He has always been like this for me."

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In the evening, on the country road, a young man in green fell on his sleeves and walked across the village head, stepped on the bluestone road to the village school by the stream.

The dogs barked on the roadside, and the boy in green immediately pulled out his posture and made a boxing move to ask for directions to confront them.

In the end, they ran away with their tails stomped. The boy in green suddenly stood up, threw his sleeves and crackled, "Fight with the uncle? You're so brave!"

Some villagers saw this scene and shook their heads. There were fools in every village, and I don’t know which village the child came here.

As the school was approaching that had just ended, the young boy in Qing opened his throat and shouted: "Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou!"

Jiang Shangzhen walked out of the school with a few books under her armpits, raised her arms and waved, "Here is here."

Chen Lingjun quickly walked towards Chief Zhou. He could not neglect his brother Zhou and teach in the countryside on behalf of the mountain master. He was lonely and had to look at him.

What's more, Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji are both here. As half of the seniors, Chen Lingjun always has to teach them some principles of dealing with people. They are all good words that are not taught in books and cannot be bought with a wealth of money.

Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji were busy in the kitchen. Chen Lingjun went to the door to order a few dishes, saying that it was not too troublesome and could be used, but the soil was brewed. Zhao Shuxia smiled and said it was OK.

At the dinner table, Chen Lingjun also brought new news to visit him, which made Chief Zhou feel mixed emotions and it was no longer pleasant to drink.

Luopo Mountain has neither the report of its own mountain and water residence nor the idea of ​​opening the Jinghua Shuiyue. Instead, the Qingping Sword Sect will soon have the first Jinghua Shuiyue, and news will be released to the public.

When Jiang Shangzhen learned about this, he complained that the lower sect was not authentic in doing things, so how could the elder brother not get married? The second brother got married first? At the same time, he was considerate and said that it seemed that Sect Master Cui was really short of money now, so he blamed himself for not taking care of it. He turned around and said hello to Jiang's Yuncun Blessings.

Jiang Shangzhen and Chen Lingjun bumped into the wine bowl, reached out to rub their chin, and couldn't help asking: "The news is reliable? Are you catching the wind and shadow?"

Chen Lingjun said angrily: "You think the information I heard from Xiaomi Li is not unreliable?"

Jiang Shangzhen nodded and said, "That's true."

Jiang Shangzhen asked, "The Lord of the Mountain knows this?"

Chen Lingjun shook his head and said, "It's not clear. The mountain master has been in seclusion at the Fuyaolu Taoist temple recently. No one except Xiaomili has seen him."

Jiang Shangzhen asked curiously: "When you show up, whoever shows up will be the abbot, who is responsible for the warm-up and who will keep the scene. What you plan to say is a bit gimmick, right?"

Most of the handsome men are on our side of Luopo Mountain. It seems that only Mi Dajianxian can make up the number there?

Chen Lingjun's cheeks were bulging and said vaguely: "This is not clear. I'll let Xiaomili continue to inquire about the news. Yes, well, it's not bad. I'm good at cooking under the tree. I'll give you a thumbs up."

Seeing the boy in green give him a thumbs up, Zhao Shuxia smiled and nodded, "Stop working hard."

Chen Lingjun moved his thumbs to Ningji again, "Ningji is fighting well now. You can open a restaurant in Huaihuang County in the future. I have many friends on my side to ensure a prosperous business."

Ning Ji grinned.

In fact, Cui Dongshan deliberately sent many newspapers with the same text content to the peaks of Luopo Mountain, asking Xiaomili to help transfer it, so as not to be misunderstood and favor one or the other.

I would like to ask the family members of the sect to support them more. Those who have money can support them, while those who have no money can support them. For example, those who are now practicing martial arts and Taoism on Yushan Huaying Peak and Yingyu Peak have little money in their pockets, so they can shout at Jinghua Shuiyue a few times... And in the Piyun Mountain, don’t forget to say hello. Distant relatives are worse than close neighbors, and the family doesn’t speak two families.

Of course, Xiaomi Li received these letters, but just ran to Fuyaolu to talk to the mountain master, and was suppressed by Chen Ping'an. In order not to make things difficult for Xiaomi Li, Chen Ping'an had to write a reply letter in person, asking Zongzhu Cui to find someone else to ask him not to harm his own people.

Chen Lingjun remembered the old chef for no reason, and his stomach hurts because of laughter.

No one's money is blown by the strong wind. Haha, it's blown by the strong wind.

Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji were accustomed to this and didn't find it strange.

Chen Lingjun finally put away his laughter, "Ningji, do you want me to teach you how to play?"

Ning Ji waved his hand quickly and declined the matter.

Without drinking too much, Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji cleaned up the dishes. Chen Lingjun and Jiang Shangzhen sat on the bamboo chair under the eaves. Chen Lingjun leaned over there, comfortably burping a few times.

Zhao Shuxia wanted to go to the house rented in the next village. Ning Ji said he would go back later and stay here. Zhao Shuxia chose a small path and walked silently.

Ning Ji brought a bamboo chair outside the house and asked Mr. Zhou if he wanted to sit on the rattan chair. Jiang Shangzhen nodded with a smile, and the child moved the rattan chair out.

Chen Lingjun praised: "Ningji, he is a living child in his eyes, and he will have a great future."

Ning Ji smiled shyly.

Chen Lingjun began to laugh at herself again, and Jiang Shangzhen asked what was the happy thing.

"A few days ago, everyone was having hot pot together for lunch. The old chef said, 'The world is so romantic, Brother Zheng can take the second place.'"

"Haha, Zheng Dafeng, whose skin can be used as a roof, was abnormal at the time and smiled like a mimosa."

"Chief Zhou, do you understand what it means?"

Hearing this, Jiang Shang really smiled knowingly, "It seems that Mr. Zhu really can't stand it anymore. You always treat his place as a dining hall, which is really too much."

Chen Lingjun exclaimed, "What should I do? I was thinking of waiting for you to go back, so I asked the old chef to hold a banquet, have a good meal, and help you with dust."

Jiang Shangzhen said: "For too much, you can eat and drink as usual."

Understand the truth, they all raised their hands and slapped them hard.

Ning Ji'an sat quietly aside, without saying anything, just listening and following the fun.

Jiang Shangzhen has actually discovered that Ning Ji, a child, has the ability to fall asleep if he wants to sleep.

Very ordinary? Very unusual! If you practice Taoism on the mountain, this is a very profound skill in cultivating the spirit.

Ning Ji actually only told his senior brother Zhao Shuxia about this matter. He did not mention it from his master. It was not that the boy had reservations, but he just felt that there was no need to talk too much about such a small matter.

In addition, when Ning Ji wants to wake up, he will be on time and on time, just like the bells and drums in the temple, as accurate as the sundial on the other side of the sanitary ground, and it is not bad at all.

As for Zhao Shuxia, who is studying boxing, he is Chen Ping'an's favorite disciple. He has a very good character and has a sense of proportion that is very similar to Chen Ping'an. It is hard to say whether he was born or acquired.

Jiang Shangzhen asked with a smile: "Ningji, who is better than your master?"

The child said sincerely: "Mr. Zhou is better in patience, but his master is more powerful."

Jiang Shangzhen said in confusion: "Ningji, this statement is contradictory. Did you say it is the opposite?"

Chen Lingjun touched Ning Ji's head and looked very smart. Why is his little brain so unsophisticated? It's much worse than himself.

Ning Ji's eyes were firm and he shook his head and said, "Nothing was wrong."

The child hesitated for a moment and became less determined. "Maybe I felt wrong."

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said, "That's right, you're right."

Chen Lingjun only found it incredible, "How is it possible, Chief Zhou, you are more patient than the mountain master? You laughed out loud. It is obvious that the mountain master of my family is better to teach and patient."

Ning Ji was confused. Can you speak like this?
To be continued...