Cao Xi was alone, sitting in the small lobby. There was no plaque, and the little incense man who finally appeared had been eaten by others.

It's just a lonely, dilapidated house.

Cao Xi suddenly stood up, went to the cupboard in the kitchen and took out a large white bowl, walked to the pool corresponding to the patio, squatted on the edge, stepped on the pebbles in the small pool, and used the white bowl to catch the rainwater.

After filling a small bowl of rainwater, Cao Xi took a sip and immediately poured it into the pool, complaining: "Students can only talk nonsense. Where can I find good wine in this hometown water?"

Cao Xi sighed and was lost in thought.

Finally, the old man held the water bowl and looked back. It seemed that there was an old woman working in the house. It seemed that she stopped her movements, hugged the broom, and stood there quietly, looking at her son with a smile. Ziyu

If you raise a child but don't care for him, you won't be able to enjoy any blessings as a mother, but as long as your son succeeds, it doesn't matter.

The old man, who has already enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the world, has not been so sad for a hundred years. With misty eyes, he whispered softly: "Mother, my silly mother."

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At the southern foot of Piyun Mountain, Linlu Academy has broken ground, and it seems that tall buildings are rising every day. The importance that Da Li attaches to this academy and the Emperor Song are completely equivalent to the construction of Beiyue Zheng Temple. The imperial edict alone is

There are two roads, one for the state capital and the other for the county magistrate's palace.

Huang Tingguo Laojiao, whose pseudonym is Cheng Shuidong, is dressed in a well-fitting blue shirt, and he has the mellow temperament of a master.

Including the Emperor of Great Li and the Imperial Preceptor Cui Hanji, there are only a handful of people who know the identity of Lao Jiao. Therefore, even though Cheng Shuidong's works are widely circulated and are famous in the area north of Aquarius Continent, a young man from Huang Ting Kingdom

The junior minister, serving as the deputy head of Linlu Academy, still aroused a lot of criticism from the Dali government and the public. The temple felt that Cheng Shuidong did not have a prestigious title in the Confucian academic tradition, and his weight was too light to convince the public. The military officials even more

I am very dissatisfied. A bad old man from Huang Tingguo, who is lucky enough to survive, actually wants to be the teacher of Da Li’s scholars?

Lao Jiao and Wei Bo stood side by side, looking at the hot and dusty address of the academy together. This was the first time the two of them had met in private.

The old Jiao lamented: "You, Wei Bo, have come back to life again and again, unexpectedly."

First, he was the Beiyue Zhengshen of the Shenshui Kingdom, and then his golden body was broken by Dali and sank to the bottom of the water. After that, he was finally helped to piece together the broken golden body, and he could barely keep the incense flowing. He never thought that disaster would fall from the sky, and suddenly it would happen again.

He took off the golden body of two chess-playing immortals and became the lowest-level land lord. He was worse than the ordinary Hepo Hebo, but in the end, he was actually promoted to the Beiyue Zhengshen of Piyun Mountain.

It is estimated that Dali's original mountain lord was eager to fight Wei Bo.

Lao Jiao traveled to various places in his early years, and he and Wei Bo were actually old acquaintances.

It started to rain lightly, and the dust was pressed back to the earth.

Of course Lao Jiao and Wei Bo don't have to worry about the rain getting on them.

Wei Bo stretched out a palm and shook it gently, causing the rain curtain in front of him to sway. He smiled and said, "How about everyone in the world envy the gods? Besides, the gods are in front and the gods are behind."

Old Jiao asked softly: "Emperor Da Li really wants to go south to Longquan County?"

Wei Bo didn't hide it, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am going to take a trip in the near future. It will be fun for you, the old dragon, to meet the real dragon emperor. How are you preparing for your meeting ceremony?"

The old dragon smiled and said: "It's ready, it's not worth mentioning."

Wei Bo pointed to the town and asked, "Can we fight? If a fight breaks out, will you take action?"

The old dragon hesitated for a moment, unwilling to regard the future mountain god as a fool, "What else can we do if we get on a pirate ship?"

Wei Bo had a headache, "Just don't damage my Piyun Mountain."

Lao Jiao laughed and said, "You have made this place your home so quickly?"

Wei Bo chuckled, "I like the new and never get tired of the old."

The old dragon stretched out his hand and touched the white-clothed god beside him, "It is rare in the world to be as old as you are."

Wei Bo laughed heartily, "Then it must be that you don't know enough."

Hearing the elegant meaning of Xian Zhi, the old dragon immediately stopped his smile and reminded: "There are some things that others can do but we cannot say."

Wei Bo nodded and remembered something, "I have to go to Luopo Mountain, so I won't be in the rain with you."

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On the Longxu River, raindrops pitter-pattered on the surface of the river.

Under the stone arch bridge, a woman with green hair as lush as water plants was hovering above the river bottom, sobbing. She thought of her grandson, and then thought of the miserable situation in which half of her golden body was destroyed, and she became even more sad.

It's so difficult to get along at the door, not to mention that Sun Tzu is far away in Zhenwu Mountain, practicing among so many gods and spirits?

She used to happily patrol the Longxu River every day, thinking that she had managed to save so many valuable and not-so-valuable treasures by relying on the power of the fox, the tiger, the dog, and the shamelessness to scare people, thinking that one day they would all be handed over.

Give it to your grandson so that he will not worry about money on the road of spiritual practice. But now he is suffering great pain and destroying his golden body at the source of the river. This woman of the river god who has no temple incense really understands

The way of heaven is unpredictable and it is difficult to practice the truth. Recently, she has been hiding under this stone arch bridge every day and weeping.

Then the woman suddenly stopped and choked with sobs. She endured the horror in her heart and swam quickly to a place near the shore, obediently letting a superior clear the river.

Of course the woman recognizes the Iron Talisman Jiang Zhengshen, whose name is Yang Hua. She is most likely the youngest high-ranking Jiang Zhengshen in Dongbaopingzhou. She has golden hair that is ten feet long and her face is covered with a visor.

, held a long sword in her arms and had a very bad temper. Many passing monsters died in her hands.

The Longxu River is the upstream section of the Tiefu River, and of course it belongs to the waters of the Tiefu River. Therefore, Yang Hua patrolled the river, which is the proper meaning of the title. However, after Yang Hua was promoted to the river god, he never boarded the boundary of the river.

This is the first time I have seen a waterfall today. The female river god named Malanhua during her lifetime, even if she became a god, she still had the same shrinking businessman's behavior. She lowered her head and timidly said a polite word, and then raised her head, Yang Hua had already moved rapidly.

Go ten miles upstream.

The woman felt angry and felt that this young mother-in-law didn't know how to behave. Even though she was her immediate superior, she didn't even say hello, which was too rude.

Then the woman began to feel sorry for herself again, feeling that she was being bullied.

In the end, the woman was afraid of her grandson, and people outside were not taking her seriously. She covered her heart with one hand and wiped her tears with the other. Then, like a carp wagging its tail, she swam quickly to her home nest to take a look at her treasure.

They, thinking that they would be a generous betrothal gift for her grandson in the future, made her a little happy, and she felt that there was still hope in this miserable life of suffering even after death.

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Outside the post station, there was a wheelbarrow equipped with a fortune-telling stall. The young Taoist priest didn't even open the stall before he began to read the palm of a fortune-telling postman to tell fortunes. In the eyes of other post station officials, it was just nonsense.

The story of a chicken pecking at rice was extremely ridiculous. In the end, the young Taoist confiscated the copper coins. In fact, the postman didn't want to spend any money. Fortunately, the Taoist was very sensible and only asked for a bowl of hot water, standing next to the car and making a beeping sound.

Drinking water in large gulps makes me feel very happy.

The young Taoist wiped his mouth, waved goodbye to the inn with a bright smile, and continued pushing the cart forward.

Over at the inn, someone rubbed his eyes vigorously. Huh? Why did a woman dressed as a Taoist nun appear out of thin air behind the fortune teller?

The beautiful Taoist nun asked softly: "Uncle Master, you said that you are not the best at telling fortunes and playing chess, so who is the best?"

The Taoist named Lu Chen smiled and said: "Your real junior uncle, Ping Tao's senior brother, who will be better at chess than Ping Tao in the future, will be able to defeat the devil in Baidi City, will be a fortune teller better than Ping Tao, will make...

...Sigh, if I don’t say this, it hurts my feelings. In short, this senior brother who is ‘one plus one is still one, plus one more is one’, has always been better than Pindao.”

The Taoist nun was none other than He Xiaoliang, who was abducted by Lu Chen from the Shen Gao Sect, the heartless woman who made the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple drink pots of heart-broken wine.

In fact, she had come here as a Jade Girl before, together with the Golden Boy, on behalf of the Aquarius Continent Tradition, to retrieve the overpowering magic weapon left by the Patriarch in Lizhu Cave. When they left, they failed to take away Ma Ku

Xuan, on the contrary, she has a beautiful snake gallstone. There is no way to help it. Her blessings are so profound that she attracts attention all over the world. It seems that no matter where she goes, good things like to come to her, and there is no way to stop her.

The Taoist nun hesitated.

She wanted to ask a question that even the junior uncle of Shen Gaozong could not think through.

Why is this person next to him the real killer of Qi Jingchun's fate?

Why!

You must know the cultivation Qi Jingchun showed at that time. If he didn't want to hit Dongbaopingzhou to collapse into the sea, and he didn't want to hurt all the people in the town, he only chose to face the enemy with two natal characters, but to attack with all his strength. This god said

Can this young Taoist really compete? Can he even guarantee the death of Qi Jingchun?!

There is a world of difference between defeating a person in the Upper Five Realm and killing a person in the Upper Five Realm. And the terrifying and destructive power that explodes after the Upper Five Realm knows that he will die is unimaginable.

Unless there are immortals one or two realms higher who try their best to control the battlefield, or someone can move out a small cave to serve as a cage.

This is why Xie Shi dared to come to the town alone.

I really can die in Longquan County, but you, Da Li, must first weigh the consequences.

Li Er was in the Sui Palace at that time, and the same thing happened.

Lu Chen had already figured out her problem and said with a smile: "Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao. What does it mean? Words and words can be used to speak, but they are far from enough to explain the Tao. As for the meaning of Pindao,

Well, that's actually the question you want to ask, and Pindao won't answer it."

He Xiaoliang smiled bitterly.

This "little uncle" who appeared in Shen Gaozong inexplicably said countless strange words along the way. She often couldn't understand it. Later, she simply stopped thinking about it. If he wanted to talk, he would talk.

It goes on and on. Even if you close your ears or even close the door to your heart, it doesn't work. His voice will still ring in your heart, but when he doesn't want to speak, he can remain silent for ten days and a half.

Lu Chen looked towards the other side of the town and started to talk weirdly again, "Everyone in the world envy the gods. Whether gods are good or not, they are good. But why don't you, Wei Bo, envy you? Because you have never been a real god."

"Ask yourself, do you feel guilty? If you feel guilty, the word "shame" means that you have a ghost in your heart. It will be a little difficult for you to walk on the road to be a heavenly king."

"Tsk, tsk, your grandson is still being bullied? If he doesn't bully others, he is a kindhearted person. He has great potential, but his temper is really unlikable. But there is nothing you can do about it. A good life means a good life."

"It's strange to say that he was also a person who left a small town and returned to his hometown at the same time. Xie Shi had been a good god all his life, but he had to do something regrettable. Cao Xi had been a bastard all his life, but he did something wrong.

Kind thing."

Having said this, the young Taoist suddenly turned to look at He Xiaoliang behind him, and asked with a smile: "Can you hear what an ordinary master is thinking about?"

He Xiaoliang said helplessly: "Only the tenth realm qi practitioners can vaguely hear about it, but how can I do it now?"
To be continued...