Of course, Luo Luoshan, Chen Ping'an, and Zhu Lian will not covet these incestuous feelings. If Liu Chongrun and Zhuchaidao show up in business in the future, Luo Luoshan will have their own way to return the favor elsewhere.

I believe Liu Chongrun still doesn't know very well whether the direct disciples of Zhuchai Island can stay in the back of the fish to practice, it just depends on her in a moment's thought.

If you are motivated by profit and still insist on taking risks after learning that there are many hidden dangers in treasure hunting, then it will not be the current situation.

Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "If Liu Chongrun made the wrong choice, you, Zhu Lian, would be superfluous. Wouldn't you be asking for trouble? You found out that Liu Chongrun was not a suitable ally, and that water should have been the treasure of the poor mountain."

Do you want to take the palace dragon boat or not? If you don’t take it, you will lose five points of the account in vain. If you take it, you will have a deeper relationship with Liu Chongrun and Zhuchai Island, and there will be endless troubles in the future."

Zhu Lian picked up a few golden dry-fried soybeans, threw them into his mouth, bit them crunchily, and said with a smile: "'If'? Isn't there no such thing as 'If' now?"

Lu Baixiang shook his head, obviously not agreeing with Zhu Lian's move.

If he comes to abbot this matter, after Cui Dongshan's letter is sent to Luopo Mountain, the overall situation has been decided. There must be one in the water palace and a dragon boat, clean and refreshing, and carried to Luopo Mountain. As for the others, Liu Chongrun and Zhuchai will

Whether the island monks are right or wrong in the coming years is actually a trivial matter. Because Lu Baixiang firmly believes that the rapid development of Luolu Mountain will soon make all the monks on Zhuchai Island look up to the mountain, and they will not dare to make mistakes, even if they want to.

He made what the monk from Zhuchai Island considered to be a huge mistake, and here at Luopo Mountain it would just be a small mistake that he, Lu Baixiang, could easily smooth over.

Zhu Lian raised his glass and took a sip of the wine. He sipped his wine, his face was full of intoxication, he twisted a soybean and said with a sideways smile: "An Xin will be your leader of the demon sect. Don't worry about such a trivial matter like soybeans for me."

Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "Pei Qian took the initiative to go to Zhulou to practice boxing. Why didn't he tell Chen Ping'an directly? If he thought it was a big deal, why did he allow Senior Cui to destroy Pei Qian's heart like that? Pei Qian is really not afraid that things will turn to the extreme.

Qian's martial arts journey has come to an end early?"

Zhu Lian put down the half-raised wine glass and said seriously: "Is Cui Cheng's punch just to strengthen the martial artist's physique? What's the point if the fist doesn't fall on Pei Qian's heart?"

Zhu Lian sneered and said: "Who can't teach a martial arts genius like Pei Yatou? Can't teach well? I Zhu Lian can do it, you Lu Baixiang can do it, and I guess even Cen Yuanji can teach it. Anyway, Pei Qian only needs it if he wants it.

If you practice boxing, you will learn very quickly, so fast that even a master would not believe it. But when it comes to who can teach the best in the world, you and I can't do it, not even the young master!"

Zhu Lian gently raised his arm and clenched his fist, "If this punch continues, the girl's body and heart will be beaten until there is only a trace of life left to survive, and the rest will die. She has to admit defeat, but with the only remaining

With this breath, I still have to let Pei Qian stand up, but he has to lose, and I have to take one more punch, which is "win myself". Pei Qian himself doesn't understand this truth. It's my young master's words and deeds.

, the books and foreign affairs taught to her have firmly settled in her heart, and they have blossomed and borne fruit. It just so happens that Cui Cheng understands it very well and can do it. Can you, Lu Baixiang, do it? To put it bluntly, Pei Qian

Facing you, Lu Baixiang, I don’t think you are qualified to teach him boxing skills at all. Pei Yatou will only pretend to be stupid and ask with a smile, who are you? How high is your realm? Are there any eleventh-level martial artists? If so, how are you?

Why don't you punch the sky open with one punch? Why don't you, Pei Qian, play with a hammer?"

At the end of the sentence, Zhu Lian laughed to himself and drank the wine in one gulp.

Lu Baixiang smiled and nodded.

That is an extremely smart and transparent little girl.

Zhu Lian smiled again and said: "Do you think she knows what level Cui Cheng is? Pei Yatou knows nothing. She only knows one thing, and that is her master's punch. It is the old man named Cui Cheng. Punch after punch.

She was beaten, so the only two people in the world who can teach her boxing skills, except for the great master Tian Dadi, only the old man on the second floor has such qualifications. Anyone else, no matter what realm you are, on Pei Yatou's side,

no."

Zhu Lian stretched out a finger and drew a circle on the table, "Here, Pei Qian is unscrupulous in his words and deeds."

Lu Baixiang asked: "What if one day Pei Qian's martial arts level surpasses that of her master? Can she still control her character?"

Zhu Lian sneered and said: "My young master thought of this situation hundreds of years ago. Do you, Lu Baixiang, need to be an outsider to worry about it? Do you think you are the one who taught the boxing skills of the siblings? It is so worry-free and labor-saving? Lose a few boxing moves."

, just let them practice, if you are in a good mood, just give them a few punches and it's over? Lu Baixiang, it's not that I look down on you. If you keep doing this, Yuan Bao and Yuan Lai will be lucky enough to be able to practice boxing to death in the future. You, the master,

, it’s time to burn some incense.”

Lu Baixiang didn't take it seriously.

Zhu Lian shook his head, "I'm sorry for the two children. They have a master who has never regarded martial arts as his only pursuit in life. The master himself is not pure at all. How can the disciples' boxing intentions be pure?"

Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "If they really need their brother and sister to survive one day, could you please lend a hand and help?"

Zhu Lian chuckled and said, "It's hard to say what the future holds for Yuan Bao. Yuan Lai wants to break through the bottleneck. I really have a clever plan."

Lu Baixiang said: "I will give you the three treasures on the mountain as a gift to you in my personal capacity. As for what you Zhu Lian do with them, I don't care whether you add them to the Luopo Mountain family or keep them for yourself."

Zhu Lian took a sip of wine and said, "Is it settled?"

Lu Baixiang nodded.

Zhu Lian then gave the answer, "In the future, in front of Yuan Lai, let Pei Yatou punch Cen Yuanji half to death, wouldn't it be enough?"

Lu Baixiang laughed heartily.

Zhu Lian pushed the few remaining dry-fried soybeans on the plate to Lu Baixiang, "I always make money from my own family, and my conscience is uneasy. Fortunately, Master Lu was righteous and gave me the opportunity to demolish the east wall to repair the west wall. I will turn back."

Take out one of them and give it to Chen Lingjun. Over the past year, he has spent a handful of snow coins today and a Xiaoshu coin tomorrow. He has almost spent all his money playing chess and chess."

Lu Baixiang thought of the boy in green who was so arrogant every day and said with a smile: "You have to suffer the consequences to save face."

Zhu Lian said, "It's a good thing to have some face."

Lu Baixiang looked at this guy with playful eyes.

Zhu Lian said confidently: "It's the Wei Dashan God who is shameless. What does it have to do with me?"

Lu Baixiang smiled and reached out to twist a dry fried soybean.

Zhu Lian suddenly changed his words and said: "It's not fair to say so. If we really care, brother Dafeng is thick-skinned. Brother Wei and I are thin-skinned after all. We feel ashamed every day."

A white-clothed divine man with golden earlobes had a charming smile. He stood behind Zhu Lian and put his hand on Zhu Lian's shoulder. His other hand gently reached towards the table. There was a landscape painting the size of a copybook, with a person sitting on it.

On a small bench at the gate of the mountain, a rickety man was picking his feet while basking in the sun, and stretched out his middle finger towards Zhu Lian. Zhu Lian let out an ouch, leaned forward, leaned on the table, quickly raised the wine bottle, and said with a flattering smile: "The wind is strong."

My brother is here too. One day is like three autumns after not seeing each other. I miss you all the time. Come on, come on, let’s take this opportunity to have a good drink."

Zheng Dafeng continued to raise his middle finger, as if saying "Go".

Zhu Lian turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear, turning to complain to Wei Bo, "How can you not use your magical power and send a pot of wine to brother Dafeng?"

As soon as Wei Bo flicked his sleeves, a pot of wine fell on Zheng Dafeng's head from Luopo Mountain, and Zheng Dafeng caught it with one hand.

Zhu Lian held the scroll in one hand and the wine flask in the other, got up and left, drinking wine as he walked, and saying goodbye to Zheng Dafeng. The two brothers were separated by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and each drank wine.

Lu Baixiang smiled and stretched out his hand to signal the mountain god to take a seat.

Wei Bo didn't leave, but he didn't sit down either. He stretched out his hand to press the handle of the chair and said with a smile: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. I am going to Zhongyue to visit the new mountain king, and I will join you on the way."

Lu Baixiang asked doubtfully: "Isn't this against the rules of the landscape?"

Generally speaking, the Wuyue Mountain King Zhengshen of the secular dynasty would not be easily encountered.

Wei Bo smiled and said: "There are three night banquets. The border of Zhongyue Mountain Monarch is very close to my Beiyue Mountain. It is in line with the rules to attend one of them. Since the other party is busy with business, I will pay a visit. Then there is Longquan in the past.

The county official Wu Yuan is now serving as the prefect of a county near the foot of Zhongyue Mountain, so I can go and reminisce about old times. There is also Mr. Xu, a Mohist, who is now adjacent to Zhongyue Mountain. Mr. Xu and I are old acquaintances, and we used to go out and have dinner at night.

gentlemen

So I asked someone to give me a gift, and I should express my gratitude in person."

Lu Baixiang nodded, that makes sense.

The Great Li cavalry went all the way south, destroying countless dynasties and vassals, banning thousands of temples of various sizes and destroying countless golden statues.

Wei Bo of Beiyue is the only tiger righteous god who has received more than a hundred gold and copper coins from the Great Lihu Department.

The remaining four new tiger kings of Aquarius Continent do not have this honorary treatment for the time being.

Over in their own house, Zhu Lian and Zheng Dafeng were drinking separately. Even though the ferry was still at the boundary of Beiyue, the landscape painting created by Wei Bo still could not be maintained for long.

Zhu Lian asked: "Is something wrong?"

Zheng Dafeng nodded and said: "Mr. Cui suddenly wanted to take Pei Qian to the Lotus Root Blessed Land. I didn't say no, but I didn't agree immediately. I can only deduce that Wei Bo is not in Piyun Mountain now, and there is Tongye

I can’t get in even if I don’t have an umbrella.”

Zhu Lian thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "The later you agree, the better. It must be delayed until the young master returns to Luoluo Mountain. If you have gone through this, the old man's mood will be completely unbearable."

Zheng Dafeng scratched his head and said with emotion: "Do we have to see Chen Ping'an for the last time? Why do I feel that it will only increase the sorrow of separation. Mr. Cui deliberately spoke at this time, but he actually has his own wishes in it."

Zhu Lian said helplessly: "Let's meet."

Zheng Dafeng asked: "Where is the money-losing product?"

Zhu Lian shook his head and said, "Don't mention a word."

Zheng Dafeng sat on a small bench and looked at the mountain gate not far away. The flowers were blooming in spring and the sun was shining warmly. He was drinking a little wine and it was a wonderful experience.

What is the most moving thing on the mountain? The apricot blossoms bloom one after another in February.

I limped all the way to the top and looked at the small town to the east and the county town to the north. There were also sparse midnight lights accompanied by the moonlight.

Zheng Dafeng likes to live in such dull days, day after day.

And he also hopes that more people will live in Luolu Mountain in the future.

It would of course be better if there were more water-spirited women.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Over there on the mountain, you should pay more attention."

Zheng Dafeng picked up the wine pot, pointed to the mountain gate, and said, "Isn't this what I'm looking at? A female fly that sneaks up the mountain means that I, Zheng Dafeng, am not doing my job properly!"

Lion Peak, inside the Immortal Cave.

Chen Ping'an was covered in blood and flesh, and lay dying on the boat. Li Er supported Hao back to the ferry and said: "You can punch almost fast enough, but the strength is still lacking. I guess you have been pursuing one punch too much before.

, Fighting between warriors sounds exciting, but it’s actually not that simple. Don’t always think that a few punches will make the difference between life and death. Once you get into a stalemate, you will always go downhill. How can this happen? "
To be continued...