In addition to this, there is another important reason, that is, Pei Qian's own actions and changes are worthy of the expectations and hopes that everyone has carefully hidden.

On Luolu Mountain, everyone preaches and protects the Way.

The young mountain owner has a family tradition.

But in the future, Luo Lo Mountain may not be so perfect. There will be more and more names on the Luo Lo Mountain ancestral tree, page after page, and then when there are more people, the mind will be confused after all, but at that time, there is no need to worry, presumably

Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang have grown up, and they no longer need their master and husband to shoulder everything and bear everything on their own.

Today, Zhong Qiu, Cao Qinglang, Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian did not go to Daoxuan Mountain together. They separated and went to their own places.

Cui Dongshan secretly gave Zhongqiu a Grain Rain coin, which he borrowed. It was not a problem to stump a hero with a penny after all, not to mention that Zhongqiu was a literary saint and martial master in the Lotus Root Blessed Land, and now he is actually worshiped by Luoposhan.

.Zhongqiu is not a sour scholar. He governs Nanyuan Kingdom and is prosperous. If the blessed land had not been divided into four by the old Taoists, Nanyuan Kingdom has actually already had the general trend of unifying the four countries in the world. Zhongqiu not only did not refuse, but even followed him.

Cui Dongshan borrowed two grain rain coins.

Cui Dongshan accompanies Pei Qian and goes straight to Lingzhi Zhai. As a result, Pei Qian looks sad and miserable. Those treasures are dazzling and genuine. She likes them all. She only likes them very much and likes them a lot. But she doesn't buy them at all.

I can't afford it. Even after Pei Qian visited the upstairs and downstairs of Lingzhi Zhai, he still couldn't find a gift that he could buy with his own money. It's just that Pei Qian didn't find a gift until he was sick and walked out of Lingzhi Zhai.

He didn't borrow money from Cui Dongshan, and Cui Dongshan didn't ask for a loan either. The two of them went to the shop street at the foot of the mountain on the other side of Elk Cliff.

Pei Qian suddenly felt like a fish in water, and he was very happy. There were many things here, and the prices were not expensive. There were just a few items worth spending money on, and there were so many items that it was dazzling to choose from.

She weighed her money bag and felt confident. When she walked, she smiled broadly. It meant there were so many people here, otherwise she wouldn't be able to express her happiness without using a crazy sword technique.

The streets were bustling with people. Most of them were female monks who had traveled here from Haoran World. Pei Qian was amazed by their unique buns and clothes. There were women with two buns as tall as green mountains and rhinoceros horns combing the fence.

The skirt is loose and the sleeves are like flowing clouds. Even the woman who is not very beautiful still looks graceful. And the woman with her black hair tied up in a bun and her pearls and green flowers clustered like flowers and trees makes Pei Qian envious.

There is a small mountain of gold and silver on top of my brain.

How come there are only so many people in the world who are as rich as me?

In the end, Pei Qian chose two gifts. One was for his master. It was a writing brush said to be the famous "Zhong Family Style" in the Divine Continent of China. It was specially designed to write in small regular script. The pen barrel was also engraved with the words "Ancient style, clever style".

"Dense in shape, boundless in depth." A line of tiny seal scripts cost Pei Qian a snow penny, and a large finely crafted celadon pen. In the sea, there were dense clusters of identical small regular script brushes. Just pick one of them.

Pei Qian stood on tiptoes and stared there with wide eyes. It took her a full stick of incense. Cui Dongshan was on the side helping to make suggestions. Pei Qian didn't like to listen to his nagging and only cared about his own choice. It looked so old

The shopkeeper was so happy that he didn't feel bored at all, but found it interesting. There was really no foreigner who came to Daoxuanshan who was short of money. He saw many people who spent a lot of money. It was rare to be as fussy as this charcoal girl.

Another meeting gift, which Pei Qian planned to give to his wife, cost as much as three snowflakes. It was a piece of letter paper with colorful clouds. The colorful clouds were flowing on the letter paper, and the bright moon could be seen occasionally. It was beautiful and lovely.

I got two gifts, a small money bag with mostly secular copper coins, broken silver and golden melon seeds. It was not shriveled at all, but it suddenly seemed like it had lost its backbone. Pei Qian sighed and carefully put it away in his sleeves. What a way, a big jade in the sky.

There are ups and downs in the market, and there are separations and separations with the little money in the pocket. The two things have been difficult to reconcile since ancient times. In fact, there is no need to be too sad. But Pei Qian didn't know that the big white goose on the side who didn't help at all was also on the two sides.

She bought some random items from a shop, and secretly exchanged the few snow coins she took out of her purse with the shopkeeper.

Those who practice Taoism, eat rosy clouds, drink dew, cut bones and cleanse marrow, the more they attain Taoism, the more beautiful they become.

It's just that for a handsome young man like Cui Dongshan, no matter where he goes, it's like being in a fairy cave, with orchids and jade trees growing in the garden, which is still an extremely rare sight.

Therefore, a lot of attention was paid to him along the way, and for many gods on the mountain, the etiquette and laws that restrict ordinary people are nothing to them. There is a group of female Qi practitioners with heavy protection, and Cui

Dongshan passed by, looked back with a smile, turned around and walked a few steps, then looked back again. The more he looked, the more excited he became, so he simply turned around and quickly approached the young man, wanting to reach out and pinch the handsome young man's cheek.

As a result, the young man rolled up his sleeves and the woman disappeared.

The women and subordinates who were accompanying them all panicked. The leading guard was a Nascent Soul monk. He stopped all the junior subordinates who were asking for punishment and came forward in person to apologize. The young man in white with the red mole on his eyebrows smiled and said nothing. He was still the same man holding the fairy

The little dark girl who was refining hiking poles said something, and the boy shook his sleeves, and a woman fell limply to the ground out of thin air on the street. Without even looking at the old Yuanying monk, the boy bent down and stretched out his hand.

, with a smile on his face, patted the woman's cheek, but said nothing, and then continued walking with the little girl.

After walking out a few steps, the young man suddenly swayed and put his hand on his forehead, "Senior Sister, this hand covers the sky and the sun. It is an unprecedented magical power. It consumes too much of my spiritual energy and makes me dizzy. What should I do?"

Pei Qian wiped his forehead and quickly handed the hiking pole to the big white goose, "Then take it easy and walk slowly."

Pei Qian slowed down intentionally or unintentionally.

But when she slowed down, the big white goose also slowed down, so she had to speed up her pace and walk as far away as possible, away from the people behind her.

The young man held a hiking pole and leaned on the ground again and again. He quietly turned his head to look, smiled brightly, and waved to the woman.

The woman with a splitting headache was pale, dizzy, and couldn't utter a word. There was no ripple in the lake of her heart, as if she was directly suppressed by a mountain that happened to cover the entire lake of her heart.

The old Yuanying monk peeked into his young lady's heart for a little while, and was shocked beyond measure. The grudge in his mind that he had previously hesitated about whether to get back to the situation immediately dissipated. Not only that, he spoke again with his heartfelt words, "

I sincerely ask you, senior, to forgive my young lady’s offense.”

The young man did not turn around, but gently pressed the hiking pole on the ground with a slightly stronger force. He smiled at the little Yuanying monk from his heart and said: "This brave woman has good vision. I won't argue with her. Of course you will too."

There is no need to make a fuss and add unnecessary fuss. Judging from your path of cultivation, you should be from the Shanhe Sect of the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth. I just don’t know whether it is the lineage of 'Fatian Guizhen' or the unlucky 'Xiangdi Changliu' lineage. It doesn't matter.

Go back and say hello to your ancestor Qin Zhilan. Don't pretend to be hurt and pretend to be dead in seclusion. Tell her directly that you lost to me three times in a row and hid from me, right? You got an advantage and acted like a good boy, right?

I'm just too lazy to collect debts from her, but this matter is not over today. I won't stop until I pat her pink little face to pieces."

The mountains in the woman's heart lake disappeared in an instant, as if the gods had moved the mountains away. Then the small world of the woman's Qi practitioner returned to clarity, and the heart lake returned to normal.

The old Yuanying monk's heart was trembling, he was complaining endlessly, and he was miserable. He never thought that celebrating a small festival in the Hanging Mountain thousands of miles away from the Middle Earth Divine Continent would actually get him into big trouble for his ancestor.

Is that young man in the Immortal Realm? Ascension Realm?

Old Nascent Soul felt miserable in his heart. Once a monk becomes enemies, especially the group of true gods on the mountain top, it is not a matter of a few years or decades, but a disconnection that lasts for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and the resentment will not stop.

Cui Dongshan turned his head and glanced at the little girl who temporarily lent him a hiking pole. She had sweat on her forehead, her body was tense, and she seemed to be a little guilty between her brows and eyes.

Cui Dongshan laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "Senior sister, you have only been practicing boxing for a long time. Don't worry about me. Like my husband, I am used to walking up and down the mountain. I have my own sense of self-discipline in my words and deeds. I can take care of myself, even if the world collapses."

, Now there is no need for senior sister to be distracted, just immerse yourself in copying books and practicing boxing."

Pei Qian was a little gloomy. He used the martial artist's method of gathering voices into a line and said in a low mood: "But I am Master's first disciple. As a senior sister, I should take care of Nuanshu and Xiaomi Li'er in Luolu Mountain.

After leaving Luopo Mountain, we should show off the courage of our senior sister. Otherwise, practicing martial arts and boxing are not for the purpose of showing off one's own prestige..."

Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Why can't you show off your authority?"

Pei Qian said doubtfully: "I have followed Master through so many mountains and rivers, but Master never plays tricks."

Cui Dongshan shook his head and said with a smile: "Sir, I still hope that you can walk happily and freely on your journey in the world. As long as you don't get involved in big issues, you can allow yourself more freedom. It's best to be amazed and applauded by others along the way.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, this girl's boxing skills are so handsome, I'm so good at it, she's so powerful with swordsmanship, if this heroine doesn't have a master from a high school, she won't be able to fight with the king."

Pei Qian was very happy when he thought of those Jianghu scenes.

But Pei Qian thought of the Sword Qi Great Wall for no reason, so he was a little worried, and asked softly: "After passing the upside-down mountain, there is another world. I heard that there are countless sword cultivators there. Sword cultivators, one is better than the other, they are the most powerful in the world.

Are you a qigong practitioner? Will you bully the master, a foreigner? Although the master has the best boxing skills and swordsmanship, he is only one person after all. If the sword cultivators over there gather in a group, hundreds or thousands of them, swarm up, and then steal from inside.

If there are seven or eight dozens of sword immortals hidden away, Master will not be able to take care of them."

Cui Dongshan was speechless.

No matter who it was, they wouldn't be able to take care of it.

But nowadays, when Pei Qian thinks about everything, it is a good habit to think about the worst-case scenario first. Perhaps this is what she has learned from her husband's words and deeds.

I hope this thing is not just a gradual growth among the green waters and green mountains under the sweet rain in the spring breeze.

It is often a flower that grows out of a mire or a barren land at night. It blooms before dawn or dawn.

Even if it is destroyed by wind and rain, I will bloom again.

The greater real hope is that it cannot bloom or bear fruit. Many people are destined to be just a small grass in life. They must also see the spring breeze and bask in the sun.

There are so many things in the world.

Why not treat it kindly.

After experiencing the little turmoil at the foot of Elk Cliff Mountain, Pei Qian made an excuse to take Cui Dongshan back to the Guanque Inn. He said that he was tired from walking today. The upside-down mountain is worthy of being upside-down. The mountain road is really long and difficult.

Let's go, she has to go back and rest.

Cui Dongshan can't tell this senior sister clearly that he is not in the Sea Viewing Realm or the Cave Mansion Realm, but in fact the Jade Pu Realm, right? He can't say that his current Yu Pu Realm is any better than the sword cultivator Li Tuan from Aquarius Continent in his early years.

Jing's Nascent Soul, now Beiju Luzhou's Zhixuan and Yuan Lingdian's Zhixuan, are even more unreasonable.

The key is that she didn't believe it even if I told it.

Unless the husband said it, the little girl would probably believe it and then lightly say, "Keep up the good work, don't be proud and complacent."

The realm of everyone except Master may not be the real realm in Pei Qian's eyes and heart.

On the way to the Stork Inn, Cui Dongshan let out a sigh and exclaimed: "Sister, there is money on the ground."

Pei Qian looked down, first looked around, then with lightning speed, stepped on the snowy money, and finally squatted on the ground, picking up the money in her hand, even more fluidly than she could punch.

Pei Qian touched the snow flower and said in surprise: "It's the one that left home!"

Cui Dongshan was startled, jumped back, and said with shock on his face: "Is there such a fate in the world?!"

When I arrived at the corner of the alley where the Stork Inn was located, I was focused on looking at the Pei Qian on the ground. I actually picked up a homeless snow coin from the gap in the stone slabs on the street. I never thought that

It's the one who gave it his own name, and it's a great fate.

Then Pei Qian smiled from ear to ear, turned his head and stared at the big white goose, and said with a smile: "Maybe the three of them can reunite as a family before we enter the inn."

Cui Dongshan said: "Is there such a coincidence in the world?"

Pei Qian nodded and said, "Yes, it's just a coincidence."
To be continued...