Cui Dongshan walked around the table, walked to the window sill near Song Jixin, and said softly: "Qi Jingchun has high expectations for you, why haven't you paid attention to him these years?"

Song Jixin remained silent.

Cui Dongshan lamented, "Song Jixin, Song Jixin, do you know that in many romance novels, you are the one who appears first in the beginning and the one who appears last in the ending. How are you?

Are you just unsatisfied? Do you have a big brain but no clever ideas? Look at Ma Kuxuan of Xinghua Lane. He has a cat with him. You are even more amazing. Before going out, you brought Wang Zhu with you. For example, plus that

Xie Ling of Taoye Lane, my ancestors can all come out from the first few pages of the genealogy, people like you are all the little gods who are destined to you!"

Song Jixin's face looked ugly. What's this all about?

The young man in white raised his head and pretended to be crying silently. He seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not enough, so he snapped his fingers.

Brother Gao understood the idea and started singing the little song, which was a cheerful story about the deliciousness of stinky tofu.

In Cui Dongshan's opinion, there are two ways for a person to live a good life. One is that God will give him food, he has little worries about the near future and no big worries. He opens and closes his eyes and is comfortable every day. The other is that the ancestors

When it comes to eating, you have a skill and you don’t have to worry about being exposed to wind, sun or rain. If you have money, you can eat candied haws on a stick or stinky tofu. You can also skewer it with one hand, one candied haws in one mouthful, and one piece of stinky tofu in one mouthful.

The poor young feudal king stood there, not knowing what to think.

A huge martial arts conference was held in the square outside the gate of Jise Peak Patriarch Hall. To show their attention, a table and four benches were placed, and the table was filled with fruits and pastries.

Of course, the door of the Ancestral Hall cannot be opened casually, nor can things be moved out casually, so the tables and benches are specially brought from the Ancestral Mountain of Luopo Mountain.

All of you here are now the bosses of the Donghuashan Branch under the command of the General Commander of Longquan County.

Pei Qian, the sub-rudder, was sitting on the main seat, with her back to the entrance of the Patriarch Hall, her arms folded across her chest. There was a wooden sign on the table in front of her, which was the leader token of the chief helm of Longquan County. Sister Baoping handed it to her.

It has been kept by Pei Qian for many years.

Zhou Mili, the right guardian of Luolu Mountain, who had just been promoted to deputy helmsman, and Chen Nuanshu, the helmsman of the branch, attended this meeting. Chen Lingjun, the enshrined person, was absent and had already been recorded once in the ledger by the helmsman Pei Qian.

The girl in pink skirt, who holds the keys to all the houses in Luolu Mountain, and the little girl in black, who holds a small golden pole and a green bamboo hiking pole, sit side by side on the bench.

Li Huai, the small helmsman of a school building in the academy under the jurisdiction of the branch, and his members include Liu Guan and Ma Lian, students from Shanya Academy. The three of them are crowded on a bench. Liu Guan, Ma Lian and Li Huai are not only classmates from Shanya Academy in Sui Dynasty

, they are also good friends from the same school. Liu Guan is a descendant of the Han tribe, and Ma Lian is from a powerful family in the Sui Dynasty. The Ma family is still related to the Gao family of Geyang in the Sui Dynasty. Liu Guan and Ma Lian are both Sui Dynasty officials who have high hopes from the academy masters.

Reading seeds.

There is also the right guardian of Rongsheng Qilong Lane, the former Mantou Mountain, Houlongzhou Chenghuang Pavilion incense villain. Because he is the smallest, he is allowed to sit on the table by the sub-ruler. He is fortunate to be face to face with the sub-ruler.

The guardian on the left side of Qilong Lane was lying under the bench.

As the leader of the martial arts alliance, the chief helmsman, Li Baoping, and the honorary sub-rudder, Cui Dongshan, the big white goose, were both absent from this alliance.

Pei Qian coughed, glanced at everyone, and said: "I have called you together today to discuss three things, which are not child's play... Zhou Mili, put the melon seeds back first. Liu Guan, sit down with your posture."

The little girl silently put down the handful of melon seeds in her hand. Liu Guan sat down angrily.

Lord helmsman, you are truly selfless and unfeeling.

Pei Qian said

Three things were mentioned. The first thing was to promulgate several rules for dividing the helm. They are all the fundamental purposes of traveling in Jianghu. They were all extracted by Pei Qian from Jianghu romance novels. They mainly revolve around the teachings of the master. For example,

Possessing a skill is the foundation of Jianghu people, and being a chivalrous and righteous person is the martial virtue of Jianghu people. Apart from fists, feet and swords, how to distinguish right from wrong, break the situation accurately, and finish the game flawlessly is what a true hero needs to think about.

Thinking about it, roaring when the road is rough is necessary, but it is not enough.

Then there is the series of job changes and promotion reasons for the helm. They focused on commending Zhou Mili and Xianghuo Xiaoren for their punctuality, and severely criticized the left guardian of Qilong Lane for their laziness and sabotage.

The last thing, she and Li Huai are about to go to Beiju Luzhou. This is the first serious trip down the mountain for Fenduo, so we need to work together to talk more about our own experience in traveling around the world. Chen Nuanshu is in charge

I will write it on the side, compile it into a book, and copy it into several copies, so that everyone will have one copy in the future.

After talking about business, Pei Qian waved his hand and said, "Eat melon seeds!"

On the Jise Peak, it was a joyful time.

Along the way, accompanied by strong winds and flying birds in the sky, the cross-continental ferry of the Pima Sect, which was dragged by the heroic spirit into the sea of ​​clouds, docked smoothly at the Skeleton Beach Ferry. Two of the Pima Sect's Luo Luo Shan were named and worshiped, together with the sect leader Zhu Quan

Du Wensi, a Nascent Soul monk who was stationed at Qinglu Town in Ghost Valley, and Pang Lanxi, a direct swordsman from the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall. Chen Lingjun held a hiking stick and carried a bamboo box on his back as he stepped off the ferry. Many monks who traveled south to Aquarius Island and finally returned to their hometowns

They flew off the ferry, whirring like dumplings, and got into arguments with many monks at the ferry. Chen Lingjun was eye-opening. The monks from Luzhou in the north were indeed well-deserved, full of heroic courage, and very generous. This

How many people would have to be beaten down by the Longquan Sword Sect and the Dali monks if they wanted to park their Niujiaoshan ferry?

Chen Lingjun first went to the Mural City, which was getting deserted, and bought a set of paintings of goddesses filled with galleries, which was regarded as a door-to-door gift for the Pima Sect. For these expenses, the Luopo Mountain Patriarch Hall had already advanced a sum of immortal money to Chen Lingjun, but Chen Lingjun did not have it.

Use a piece of snow in that small treasury to spend money. Are you kidding me? Uncle Chen will be short of this money? If it were in the early years of Yujiang, walking in the rivers and lakes, there would be a clanging sound in the pockets, and the fairy coins would bump against each other. It was almost like thunder, but now

After Longquan County, Uncle Chen became a little bit kinder to others. Otherwise, with his hot temper...he would have been beaten to death with one punch.

Sometimes, Chen Lingjun, who likes to think alone, always feels that all qigong practitioners in the world should live in a small town for a while and humbly consult with him about his experiences in the world.

In the strict Pima Sect, the leader Zhu Quan did not show up, and the two ancestors were not on the mountain. One of them has been traveling for many years. As for the other patriarch Yan Su, he has been busy with Pima Sect these years.

The elders of the sect's Zhongtu Shangzong were strengthening the mountain-protecting formation together. Pang Lanxi was in retreat, and Du Wensi was still competing with those skeletons in Qinglu Town. Chen Lingjun didn't see anyone he knew.

Without the sect master to pick him up in person, he held a reception and cleansing banquet for himself. While maintaining the posture of having seen the world, he also had to look around cautiously. In his early years, he almost got injured when he had a fight with Ruan Qiong at the blacksmith shop in the small town.

, a saint from Fengxue Temple dressed up like a farmer, was it obvious that he was deliberately trying to trick people? So this time when he went out, Chen Lingjun felt that it would be safer for him to take it easy.

Chen Lingjun gave a gift and received Chen Lingjun and the person who received the gift. He was a kind-hearted man named Wei Yusong. He claimed to be an accountant who was criticized every day and was the most ineffective with his words. Chen Lingjun felt that he had met a brother in trouble, and he just kept reminding him.

When I go out this time, don't call others brothers easily. Chen Lingjun has read a lot of books along the way, but most of them are things to pay attention to in places with dangerous mountains and rivers. Masters such as Pima Sect and Chunlu Pu have stepped on them.

Chen Lingjun didn't take a close look at the hilltop where the incense was burning. At this moment, he felt that Wei Yusong was very popular and he was a good candidate to chop off chicken heads and burn yellow paper. Chen Lingjun hurriedly crammed and found an opportunity to secretly take out one of his master's

When I turned to the Pima Sect in this booklet, I found this Wei Yusong. The master mentioned a few things in the booklet, saying that he was a senior who was very good at doing business. He was considered the God of Wealth of the Pima Sect. He reminded Chen Lingjun that if he saw him in the future, he must do it.

Have some respect and say less nonsense.

Now that he knew that the other party was a big shot in charge of money in a sect, Chen Lingjun immediately knew that there were three kinds of people who could not be provoked on the mountaintop of an immortal family. Those who were in charge of the rules of the sect must have strong fists, and those who were in charge of money were not economical.

The oil lamp must have a bad heart, and the last one is a direct descendant of the very young Patriarch Hall.

Saying goodbye to Wei Yusong, he declined his offer to stay, and did not dare to take the trouble to send him to the mountain gate. When Chen Lingjun went down the mountain alone, he met an ordinary-looking Taoist woman on the way. It seemed that something was wrong with his eyes, and Chen Lingjun felt a little guilty.

Awkward, I'm not that Wei Bo, so why are you looking at me? That woman has such a lack of eyesight that she followed Chen Lingjun sneakily to the mountain gate. Chen Lingjun was a little frightened, so he decided to change his mind and climb the mountain again.

Pima Zong stayed for a few days, and it was not too late to get rid of the woman before leaving.

At the gate of the mountain, when the woman with the sword on her waist introduced herself as Zhu Quan, Chen Lingjun's knees softened and his body swayed, but he finally stabilized himself.

Zhu Quan smiled and said: "Wei Bo has already sent a message to Muyi Mountain with his sword. If there is any trouble in the future about walking across the river, you can report the name of Pima Zong Zhuquan. It may not necessarily save your life, but it will definitely help you get revenge."

Of course, it’s best to have no trouble. But it will be difficult. Traveling around in Luzhou, Beiju, without getting into a lot of trouble is nothing like experience.”

Chen Lingjun thanked him tremblingly. Zhu Quan waved his hand and Chen Lingjun said goodbye. Zhu Quan suddenly asked: "When will Chen Ping'an return from Jianqi Great Wall?"

Chen Lingjun shook his head and said: "I'm not sure. Every time my husband goes out for a trip, he never knows when he will come home."

Zhu Quan glanced at Chen Lingjun's bamboo box and hiking stick, and laughed and said, "You Luo Luoshan, are you all walking around in this outfit?"

Chen Lingjun nodded vigorously.

Zhu Quan suddenly sighed: "I'm a little envious of that guy's... freedom."

Chen Lingjun couldn't understand the strange words of these mountaintop figures hidden in the clouds, but at least he could tell that this famous female sect leader had a very good impression of her master. Otherwise, there would be no need for her to make a special trip from Ghost Valley.

Let's go back to Muyi Mountain. The Immortal Family on the ordinary mountain pays the most attention to treating people as equals and having complicated rules. In fact, when Wei Yusong saw Chen Lingjun, Chen Lingjun was very satisfied.

The leader of a sect has gone to the fifth realm and dared to kill the ghost Gao Cheng for so many years. Such a woman is really heroic, and she actually showed up in person, so Chen Lingjun walked a little unsteadily after leaving Muyi Mountain.

Following the established route, Chen Lingjun took a Chunlupu ferry to the east estuary of Jidu. The ferry steward was Song Lanqiao, a Jindan monk. Now he had a seat at the Chunlupu Patriarch Hall. After Chen Lingjun visited, Song Lanqiao was a little too polite.

He directly arranged Chen Lingjun in the Tianzihao guest room, and personally chatted with Chen Lingjun for a long time. In his words, in addition to his heartfelt enthusiasm for Chen Ping'an and Luo Luoshan, he was so respectful and humble that Chen Lingjun was

Even more uncomfortable.

Nowadays, Luolu Mountain, Piyun Mountain, Pima Sect, and Chunlu Pu are allied with each other. Among them, Wei Yusong of Pima Sect and Tang Xi of Chunlu Pu are both in charge of the specific affairs. Song Lanqiao and Tang Xi are allies.

Being able to become a member of Chunlu Pu's Ancestral Master Hall is all thanks to the young Chen Jianxian, not to mention the latter's affinity with Song Lanqiao's mentor. Song Lanqiao had almost never met his master, so he could not forget about an outsider.

That is no longer the relationship between sword immortal and sword immortal.

The further away Chen Lingjun was from home, the more homesick he became.

Everyone misses him, even the old blind Taoist priest who cultivated in the Yellow Lake Mountain will often think of him.

When Wei Bo was leaving on the ferry, he said something, saying that it is not too difficult for those who practice Taoism to go out and kill people with their skills and suppress others with their power. The difficulty lies in winning the hearts of others.

For the first time, Chen Lingjun carefully read through the contents of the booklet that he had missed before, and then went to the observation deck, lying on the railing in a daze. The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the semicircle was hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, far and near, as if the ferry was about to change its route slightly.

, you can just bump into it, just like a tourist passing through an arch.

It makes a difference whether the master is in Luopo Mountain or not. Chen Lingjun has already felt this.

It’s just that if you don’t leave Luopo Mountain and take this trip, it’s hard to understand why it’s different and where it’s different.

When spending time with the master day and night, it seems that the master’s realm and identity are easily ignored. When Chen Lingjun walked on the landscape road that the master walked, he realized that the boy from Mud Ping Alley that he was reluctant to follow seemed to have really changed.

Very powerful.

Chen Lingjun gathered his thoughts, packed his luggage and went to say hello to Song Lanqiao, then left the ferry halfway, went to Suijia City, and went straight to the Fire Temple.

Under the secret planning of Longgong Hujun of Cangjun Lake, the Fire Temple that had been reduced to ruins was rebuilt. The local government spent a lot of money to rebuild a painted statue of the god. The incense was flourishing. Chen Lingjun chose a late night time to knock on the door respectfully.

Looking at the man who looked like he was not very advanced, Chen Lingjun took out a lot of wine from the Immortal family. The man who showed his true form was very happy, but he didn't ask a word about Chen Ping'an's current affairs.

Chen Lingjun felt that this old man liked him very much, and he was the most arrogant like himself!
To be continued...