It is high, and the Taoism of the Taoist ancestors must be unreasonably high, but it is a pity that the threshold is too high."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

That's right to say...

Forget it, think of it as the old master's own reasoning. Listen to it, it's not a bad thing. Don't talk back, don't say anything wrong.

Chen Ping'an doesn't want to quarrel with others.

He really didn't have the energy for the time being.

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"The backs of the sages travel further and further away. As a descendant, if you just follow them and take a look at them from a distance, how will you, Chen Ping'an, feel?"

"I just feel that if I really have the opportunity to walk with them in the future, even if I just look at the backs of these gentlemen from a distance, I should feel... extremely proud."

"good!"

The old gentleman loosened the reins of his horse, and the young book boy carrying the burden far behind him was covered in glaze, illusive and uncertain.

Chen Ping'an, on horseback, continues to ride slowly in "Dream", traveling further and further along the Ancient Tea-Horse Road.

The old gentleman stopped on the road, his figure still ethereal, like clouds and smoke.

When Chen Ping'an shuddered on his horse, he suddenly realized that it was already late at night. One person and one rider had already walked out of the mountain and came to a river.

During the Dali Dynasty, the 12th year of Yongjia, the spring equinox.

When spring came, the third Great Li cavalry besides Su Gaoshan and Cao Ping entered the battlefield. The Zhu Ying dynasty began to retreat on several fronts. The capital was besieged.

The dust only lasts between day and night.

However, the vassal king Song Changjing did not enter the territory of the Zhu Ying Dynasty. On this day in the spring breeze, the mighty Mohist machine ship passed through the territory of the Zhu Ying Dynasty and continued southward.

Song Changjing stood on the bow of the main deck ship, overlooking the earth from a high position. Scattered sword cultivators continued to appear. Unwilling to survive, they rose up with their swords and faced this huge "fleet" that had never appeared in the history of Aquarius Continent.

Launched an attack, and then fell one by one without any suspense, like the belated sound of spring firecrackers in the alleys, and like the wail of the cranes on the mountain, piercing the sky, allowing everyone on the earth to see this scene and hear the sad sound.

The people of Zhu Ying were in mourning.

Song Changjing still wore the old fox fur. When Xu Ruo, a branch of the Mo family, chose to bet on Da Li, he actually did two things. One was to join forces with the Yin Yang family to build that extremely arrogant imitation.

Bai Yujing, in addition to all the wealth that Da Li annexed from the Lu Dynasty, especially the "money to buy the road" from Li Zhudongtian, in addition to the seizures from major treasury all the way south, were used to build these South Crossing flying boats.

The majestic Dali, it is true that the national power has been at its peak in these years, but in fact it has been unable to make ends meet every year. Even so, it still owes a lot of credit to the Mo family, especially when the main line of the Mo family chose Dali, the money wasted even more, and it was not a small river.

It flows with noisy sound, but is like the flowing water in Dadu. The water is deep and silent, and it may not make any sound at all. The treasury is empty.

For Dali, especially for the Ministry of Hubu, this is a kind of courage and ability. Why does Cui Chan, the national adviser, look at the Minister of Hubu with admiration? Even Song Changjing and the entire military are willing to respect the officials of the Ministry of Hubu.

The root lies in this. Of course, when the various cavalry went to the Ministry of Household Affairs to ask for military pay, no one would show mercy. They cried for father and mother, pretending to be poor and familiar with each one. Song Changjing saw this and didn't think there was any problem.

In the process of quarreling and bumping among the officials of Da Liwu, as well as the younger generation of scholars joining the army, and the children from the border areas entering the officialdom one after another, the boundaries of martial arts in the Song family temple are constantly blurred, which is a good thing.

As for the Ministry of Industry, which had the closest relationship with the Mohist monks from outside the country, they were the unavoidable heroes behind the scenes.

On the contrary, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel, which originally had the highest status, would be more embarrassed if they were rewarded based on their merits in the future. Therefore, in the case of the new Beiyue Mountain in Dali, as well as the alliance with the Sui Dynasty and the mission to the Sui Dynasty, the officials of the Ministry of Rites spared no effort to show their faces.

There is no other way. The yamen that are now further away from the battlefield will inevitably lose their confidence in the Dali Temple in the next hundred years and will not be able to raise their voices. It is even very likely that they will be cannibalized and infiltrated by the other six yamen.

After all, the Dali Xingbu Yamen has still made great achievements in espionage and winning over monks, and should not be underestimated.

Therefore, the Ministry of Rites has made some small moves now. They are afraid that when everyone is expanding their territory, only they, the most respected yamen in the six departments of Dali in the past, will fall behind and fall into the dust, becoming a clear water yamen with only one person inside.

How can we let go of the old and bring in the new? How can we maintain the noble and powerful position of the first branch of the Great Li Dynasty? How can we have a new year and a new atmosphere every year?

There was only one official who was making a lot of noise, because the old man of the Guan family was in charge, and no matter how noisy his own people were behind closed doors, they still behaved themselves when going out.

Even if the Ministry of Rites loudly insists that the recommendation, inspection, issuance, recording, and evaluation must all be included in the Ministry of Rites, allowing the Ministry of Punishment, which was originally responsible for about half of the responsibilities, to completely delegate power, Mr. Guan is just making a fool of himself.

, did not express his position, dragged on, and in the end even resorted to such clumsy means as asking for leave due to illness. Damn you, this old man who only eats and drinks. Many young and strong officials in the Ministry of Rites have stronger bones and can do it.

Can't afford to get sick after catching wind and cold? The older the old fox is, the thicker his skin becomes. The old man is a generation younger than the Minister of Rites, and even half of the disciples of Mr. Guan are said to be so angry that he complained to the palace guard.

, saying that the old man is too dependent on his old age.

The officialdom of Dali was lively and busy, and many yamen actually made a lot of jokes.

In the first month of this year, Yichi Alley and Chier Street in Beijing are visited by people visiting each other to pay New Year greetings and move around frequently.

Song Changjing didn't care much about these official affairs of "Spring River Water Warmth". Under the general trend, it was human nature. As long as he didn't go too far and didn't cross the line too much, he wouldn't care about it. In fact, he didn't need a battlefield warrior to do it.

Worry about these messy things.

Because Song Changjing had to admit that the great Li cavalry could go south smoothly and steadily, and the embroidered tiger played a huge role.

Another faint rainbow light exploded on the ground. A young swordsman was hiding among the mountains. He seemed to have his sights set on Song Changjing, the "high official"-looking Da Li Barbarian. The sword light was like a white line, arcing towards him.

Stabbing the long mirror of the Song Dynasty, the flying sword was full of anger and grief.

Song Changjing waved his hand, indicating that the monks who had joined the army and were among the Earth Immortals did not need to stop him. Would a six-level sword cultivator's weak flying sword scratch the itch of a tenth-level pure martial artist?

Song Changjing casually punched the flying sword back to the ground, and it just fell into the ground next to the young sword cultivator. The pale sword cultivator was on the verge of falling, but he still tried his best to stand still and looked at the man whose strength was beyond imagination.

man on the bow of the boat.

The flying boat flew across the sky. The young swordsman no longer had the strength to draw a sword and fell to the ground.

Afterwards, the Mohist flying boat, like a swarm of locusts, deliberately flew over the top of Nanyue Mountain in the Zhu Ying Dynasty.

Qianbai Sword Cultivators, who had certain death in mind, faced the enemy together with the respected Nanyue God.

There were more than ten sword boats behind the ferry, and flying swords fell to the ground like rain.

Heaven and earth, two sets of flying swords met like a curtain of rain. The Sword Boat Flying Sword built by the Mohist family at the cost of countless gods' money, and the natal flying sword of the sword cultivator were both burned together.

Occasionally, the natal flying sword became a fish in the trap, and was attracted by Da Li native people and the Nascent Soul and Earth Immortal monks. They successively sacrificed their magic weapons and defeated them one by one. The sky in Nanyue showed a dazzling colorful glaze color, and it was astonishing.

Like the legendary paradise of heaven.

The golden body of the mountain god, holding a giant sword made from the unique secret skills of the royal family, struck at the ferry where Song Changjing was. As a result, Song Changjing shattered it with one punch, and then punched the golden body of Nanyue Zhengshen.

Shattered, Song Changjing finally stood on the roof of Nanyue Temple. Nanyue Zhengshen, who had temporarily lost his golden body, was about to use the accumulation of thousands of years of incense to rebuild his golden body and fight this man again.

Song Changjing said: "It's almost enough. Da Li has no intention of killing you all. All the sword cultivators under the Earth Immortal will come down the mountain and let bygones be bygones. Those Earth Immortal cultivators who are willing to surrender can follow me southward. If you are not willing to surrender,

If you stay in Nanyue Mountain honestly, I can guarantee that even if some people settle accounts after the fall, they will not kill indiscriminately. Everyone will have the opportunity to spend money to eliminate disasters, and will ensure that you earthly immortal sword cultivators have the foundation of their lives. As for external possessions,

It will probably be used as military expenses for the Great Li."

The top of Nanyue Mountain is silent.

Song Changjing swept away and collapsed most of the main hall of Nanyue. He punched an Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator who was trying to unite the other Great Sword Cultivators and resist the Da Li barbarians to death, along with his body and golden elixir. Only the Yin Shen remained.

and the natal soul of attenuated weather.

If a monk looks up from the foot of the mountain, he can see an immortal mansion near the top of the towering Nanyue, reduced to ruins, with dust rising like a large yellow cloud surrounding the top of the mountain.

Song Changjing returned to the temple on the top of the mountain, nodded towards the Nanyue Zhengshen standing in the square, and signaled the Nanyue Temple's interest. Song Changjing understood it.

Song Changjing stood up from the ground and returned to the ferry.

The god of the Zhu Ying Dynasty had complicated eyes, and finally bowed to the unrivaled King of the Li clan. Many young swordsmen, until this moment, were shocked to realize that the mountain formation had not been activated from the beginning to the end.

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Since the god himself was afraid of death, afraid that the avenue would be cut off, and he was also afraid that under the stubborn resistance, the entire Nanyue Mountains and more than a thousand sword cultivators died tragically. The reason for the ambush was naturally that the sword cultivators from all sides went to death generously and did not hesitate to sacrifice their country with their swords. They also had many intentions.

A selfish plan. For example, the reason why he, the righteous god of Nanyue, agreed to Jianxiu's mountain climbing was because he hoped to give an explanation to both the old owner and the new owner, so that he would not lose his title of Nanyue in this land of subjugation in the future.

However, he has been reviled countless times and his popularity has faded. Instead, because of today's battle, he can win some public praise for himself, and can also save Da Li some troubles. He can try his best to eliminate the Five Mountains Zhengshen and at least keep the throne of Da Litou and other mountain gods in the future.

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In the time of great chaos in Aquarius Continent, Zhu Ying was obviously in trouble and had to find a way out for himself.

Song Changjing returned to the bow of the ship and put his hand on the railing where the spiritual energy was slowly flowing. The name of the Great Li year will be changed soon.

Shujian Lake, Fan's Mansion in Chishui City.

A visitor came to visit and handed over a yellow name card, saying that he wanted to see General Guan Yiran.

The concierge did not dare to neglect.

There are now four great Li people garrisoned in the city, with equal rank and authority. One of them, Guan Yiran of Chishuicheng, gradually improved his status in the past year and became vaguely the leading figure. The other three often need to come to Chishuicheng to discuss matters.

And Guan Yiran never had to leave Chishui City. The few traces are enough to explain everything.

Even the saying that Guan Yiran was actually Su Gaoshan's son-in-law, who had a nose and eyes, was spread.

In addition, the concierge always felt that the young man who was the visitor looked familiar, but he was wearing a gray cotton robe and had a thin face, but he could not recognize him.

Soon the concierge led the three of them to see General Guan, whose official office was at Fan's house.

The three guests all carried a large bamboo box on their backs.

Guan Yiran, who had taken off the armor of the monk who accompanied the army, stood under the eaves outside a row of simple official houses, feeling a little surprised.

I waited for a long time for a drink, but it didn't come. Instead, a guy I didn't like very much came, Gu Can.

Regarding what Gu Can did in Shujian Lake, Guan Yiran was naturally not happy. This was due to his personal temperament and the subtle influence of the Guan family. In this world, there is officialdom everywhere, and Gu Can, a stupid person who enjoys breaking the rules,

Qing, being able to survive to this day in a chaotic situation has to be said to be a miracle. But since he is that person's friend, Guan Yiran will not close up. A friend of a friend may not be a friend, but for this little face,

Guan Yiran still wants to give it.

Now in Shujian Lake, where the main force of the Great Li Cavalry has evacuated, the young Guan Yiran is actually a true king of the world, holding the power of life and death of tens of thousands of wild cultivators, even Liu Zhimao of Qingxia Island.

More worthy of its name.

Gu Can, who looked calm, Zeng Ye, who was trembling with fear, and Ma Duyi, who was also worried, visited Guan Yiran together.

The two parties walked forward almost at the same time and stood in the courtyard. Guan Yiran smiled and said: "You are Gu Can, what's the matter?"

Gu Can smiled and took out a pot of wine, old dragon city's osmanthus brew, handed it to Guan Yiran, and said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an asked me to bring a pot of wine to General Guan, saying that he owed it to the general."
To be continued...