Li Huai sat up, opened the bamboo box, and babbled about how much money he spent. He had never spent any money on this trip to Luzhou, Beiju. It was a good thing that it was a waste.

The old man listened and smiled.

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Liu Xianyang, a lazy fellow, is a rare guest at Luopo Mountain.

He doesn't come often.

His blacksmith shop by the river is not close to the top of the mountain.

Liu Xianyang was too lazy to go to any ascension platform.

Anyway, it’s not like I’ve never been there before in my dreams, many times.

Ordinary people, please don’t tell me, Liu Xianyang, anything shocking.

Looking at Zhou Mili, who was sitting on the small bench, like a chicken pecking at rice and taking a nap, Liu Xianyang coughed lightly.

Zhou Mili shuddered, rubbed his eyes sleepily, stood up immediately, and laughed loudly: "Liu Doudou is here."

Liu Xianyang, who had long been nicknamed Liu Doosui by Xiaomili, nodded first, then sat aside and said with a smile: "Xiaomili, as the right protector and the little doorkeeper, what a shame."

Zhou Mili said helplessly: "What can we do? Uncle Dafeng is traveling far away, and Yuan Lai is following his sister down the mountain. Sister Nuanshu is so busy every day, and I am so free."

Then the little girl whispered: "As soon as Pei Qian came back, he saw me guarding the gate here. I have so many credits in my credit book that I can't escape!"

The little girl suddenly stretched out her hand and made a fist, "You are not afraid even if you run away with long legs, I can catch it in one go. It's almost like... Pei Qian holding down the head of the Zuo Guardian of Qilong Lane!"

Liu Xianyang crossed his arms across his chest.

Zhou Mili said: "What's wrong, have you thought about the mountain master?"

Think about it, think about it, we just happen to be together.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xianyang smiled and shook his head, "I miss him so much, I get annoyed just thinking about it."

He had just taken out a handful of melon seeds to entertain the sleepy little girl, and silently put them back into his sleeves.

What are you talking about? Are you talking about shit? Then eat shit.

The millet grains shook the head gently.

Liu Xianyang held back his laughter and asked: "In the past, your good mountain master used to be my follower. We would go to the stream together to find a place with a narrow water surface. I would jump first, and he would jump behind. Whoosh, jump to

On the other side, bang, he fell into the water. I laughed at him from the other side."

The little girl's eyes widened and she shook her head vigorously, "Liu Doudou, you are bragging and not drafting, the good mountain master is very powerful."

Except I can't recite poetry.

Besides, if the good mountain master is Liu Doudou's follower, then how can he and Pei calculate the money? Isn't his seniority low?

Liu Xianyang hunched his shoulders and said with a smile: "Millet grains, millet grains."

The little girl chuckled and said, "Liu Doosui, Liu Doosui."

Liu Xianyang looked into the distance, at the bright moon, and joked: "I need to find a wife quickly, and then give birth to a daughter as cute as a grain of millet!"

Zhou Mili thought for a while and drew a circle with his little head, "Generally speaking, it's hard or not. After eating melon seeds, it's not difficult or difficult."

Liu Xianyang murmured: "The short pavilion becomes longer, and the longer pavilion becomes shorter. Pavilions come and go, and the road back is endless."

Zhou Mili's eyes lit up, "Liu Doudou, you can also recite poetry. Can you lend it to me for a few days? I can show off to Pei Qian in the future. After showing off, I will definitely return it to you."

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "Of course."

Then one big one and one small one looked at the full moon together, each thinking about people far away.

Central Jinjiazhou.

Pei Qian found a child with a muddy face on a battlefield that ended tragically.

This was the last remaining elite frontier army of a great dynasty, totaling 160,000 people, and they were wiped out in one fell swoop.

It was the first time they met each other. The child was lying on the ground. He first saw a pair of broken boots, soaked in blood, and stopped not far from the child.

Pei Qian stretched out his hand to pull the child out of the pile of dead people. The child sat on the ground, motionless, just staring at the young woman covered in blood, with a cracked face and exposed cheekbones.

His eyes were lifeless.

Yu Xuanfu came to Pei Qian's side, looked at the skinny and pitiful child, and then said to Pei Qian: "Thank you for that punch."

Pei Qian forced a smile and shook his head gently.

She had previously saved Yu Xuanfu's punch from a distance on the battlefield, and she learned from the lineage of Senior Pei of Leigong Temple, so Pei Qian didn't think there was anything to thank her for. If the master knew about it, would he eat a chestnut in vain?

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The young man in white clothes who attracted a lot of attention stood alone on the top of a hillside.

During the journey of cultivating Taoism, there was a Taoist second disciple in Qingming world, who was known as the true invincible in several worlds.

On the road of martial arts, this person also had a somewhat truly invincible spirit.

After all, before him, there was a female martial arts master waiting for him.

Cao Ci not only kills enemies with his punches, but also saves others with his punches.

At most, Pei Qian was able to distract himself from Sister Zaixi's safety. This was because Yu Xuanfu was fighting side by side with her, not far away from each other.

But that Cao [Doudou] Ci can take care of the battlefield far away with his two fists.

He is indeed Master's only old enemy in martial arts.

When the master looks for an opponent, no matter what the master does, he is always powerful.

Even if I were to find the disciple who was the founder of the mountain, he didn't seem to be very capable.

Pei Qian said to the child: "Get up, pretend to be dead when it's time to pretend to be dead, get up when it's time to get up, and lower your head again after getting up, so that you can live longer. If you stay here, you will be dead if you die."

Pei Qian had actually noticed this weird child for a long time, but he couldn't take care of him before.

This kid is a monster.

But on the battlefield, the "child" who was born in Jinjiazhou actually protected someone with all his strength. Unfortunately, the person the child was protecting with all his life had long since died. And the child who had just transformed into a human form was only killed by a spell.

He paid the price of being interrupted by the Bridge of Immortality, so he didn't take the initiative to pretend to be dead, but fainted, and only started to pretend to be dead when he woke up.

The child finally got up and followed Pei Qian silently, limping.

If Pei Qian walks fast, he walks fast; if Pei Qian walks slow, he walks slow.

Yu Xuanfu did not hide it, but said straightforwardly: "Pei Qian, let me say one more thing. It will not be easy for you to fight on your own and take care of a child in the future."

Yu Xuanfu would not have any grudge against that child because of his demon origin.

Pei Qian nodded, "It's difficult."

She turned her head and glanced at the child who stopped for a moment.

It seems that after the death of that person, the beastly aura in the child began to gather again, becoming more like a mountain spirit who has not been practicing for a long time and is not very good at hiding the true nature of the monster race.

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Pei Qian stopped, turned around and faced the child, and asked in Jin Jiazhou elegant language: "Do you want to learn boxing from me?"

The child was indifferent and just stood there.

Yu Xuanfu frowned, because she saw deep hatred in the child's eyes, for herself, for Pei Qian, and for the entire world and the world.

It doesn't make sense, but that's exactly what happened.

The child looked at Pei Qian. He was finally willing to speak and stretched out his hand. His voice was hoarse and unclear, as if he had hurt the foundation of the road, making it difficult to speak.

Yu Xuanfu finally heard clearly what the child was saying: "Lend me money and I will leave. I will pay you back later."

Pei Qian said: "You can make money by learning boxing."

The child looked expressionless and lowered his head.

Yu Xuanfu was a little helpless. Pei Qian and this child were doing nothing.

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In the Qinghu Palace of Tianque Peak in Tongyezhou, the old Yuanying Lu Yong was determined to die. He found the leading military commander of the monks accompanying the army and said that he would make a deal with the Great Li Dynasty in accordance with the rules on the mountain set by the national master.

The stocky general nodded and said it could be discussed. Then he immediately called two secretaries of the Great Liwen to discuss the details with the foreigner Yuanying. When he came, he also brought a secret book with him.

What happened was the detailed information about Tongyezhou Qinghu Palace and Lu Yong. A literary secretary suggested to the general that Lu Yong did not need to go to the battlefield to kill monsters in exchange for military merit, he could just make elixirs, and the military merit would only be greater. The military commander frowned

He frowned and asked the young civil official directly, what is the calculation method for calculating military merit by refining alchemy? This Lu Yong has risked his life and is talking to us about this matter. Please be more careful. Mr. Wen Secretary Lang first talked to

The colleagues on the side carefully summed it up, and then frankly and honestly gave the general and Lu Yong a face-to-face and exact explanation in accordance with the established regulations established by Da Li.

The young civil servant spoke very quickly, with precise wording without any ambiguity.

For example, Lu Yong and Qinghu Palace did not need to provide all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures required for alchemy, but they did not have to argue with Da Li about wages.

For example, if the several alchemy methods of Qinghu Palace can really have immediate effects on Taoists and pure martial artists, then as long as Lu Yong is willing to disclose them to Da Li, he can also calculate a considerable amount of military exploits.

The military general just interrupted and said, "You, Lu Yong, just rest assured. If you don't want to give out the secret recipe for alchemy, Da Li will never make things difficult for Qinghu Palace, let alone settle the scores."

Lu Yong was overjoyed, suppressing his excitement, and agreed one by one.
To be continued...