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The eight hundred and seventieth chapters were all luxurious at that time(3/5)

A bowl of water has enough water to support a 300-mile large lake."

Cen Wenqian was speechless.

Is this called "passable"?

According to legend, the ancient immortal had the East China Sea in his sleeve!

Dou Yan's eyes widened and he stretched his neck to look at the bowl of white water. Could it be that the young man was bragging and not drafting?

Chen Pingan handed the white bowl filled with water to Cen Wenqian and said with a smile: "Mr. Cen and Mr. Cui met each other, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water."

Cen Wenqian was not a pedantic person, so she took the water bowl generously.

After Cen Wenqian took the light bowl of water, Chen Pingan looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers for a few times, put his fingers together, and drew an arc as a talisman without paper, and drew a circle. First, he defined the territory, and then he turned his palms.

, in an instant, the mountains and rivers shook. A few miles away from the Tiaobo River, at the border with Dieyun Ridge, the three-hundred-mile boundary instantly sank. However, during this period, all living beings were shaken by the green-shirted man, shaking his sleeves and flying into the clouds.

, was shaken to the bank of the upper reaches of the Tiaobo River, and with a gentle hold, the collapsed mountain roots and earth veins condensed into a ball of earth the size of a mustard seed. Chen Pingan held it in his hand, and once again drew talismans with his fingers, imitating the fairy hairpin.

One person and one symbol of Cheng and Lu Chen successively drew water characters and mountain characters at the bottom of the pit and the earth ball in their hands, the future Great Lakes, and Dieyun Ridge, forming the prototype of a pattern of interdependent mountains and rivers.

Incredible skill.

A river god and a mountain god have never heard of this method of moving mountains and water, so that the golden bodies of the two mountain and water gods shook, and their minds could not help but sway.

What is Master Cao? It is appropriate to call him Cao Xianren and Cao Xianjun.

Chen Pingan handed the apricot-sized pocket earth ball to Dou Yan and said with a smile: "Brother Dou, we met by chance and hit it off right away. I will ask for a drink with you later. This mountain character can be placed at the root of the boundary mountain."

, in the future, the growth of earthy energy will be of small benefit to the mountain transportation of Dieyunling. As for Dieyunling in the future, it will be bordered by lakes and mountains and rivers, and there is no need to worry about the mountains and rivers interfering with each other, as the two will only be stable."

Dou Yan took the strange clay ball that was said to be a "mountain character", but he stumbled and almost missed the catch. The mountain god suddenly turned red in the face.

Dou Yan glanced at Cen Hebo who was carrying the bowl easily. It was strange, why was he the only one who made a fool of himself?

Chen Ping'an said: "Wait a moment, I have to write an impromptu letter, and Brother Lao Dou will forward it to the Changchun Marquis of Dadu. I and this former Tiefu River Water God are half of the same country.

Yi, maybe the Marquis of Changchun can help me explain something about what's going on here today at the Ministry of Accompanying the Capital and the Ministry of Works."

As Chen Pingan spoke, he twisted his wrist and took out a pen and paper from his sleeve. The paper was hanging in the air, filled with mist, forming a mysterious and mysterious landscape. Chen Pingan quickly wrote a secret letter to the person who filled the gap.

The letter to Changchun Marquis Yang Hua, the water god, was full of polite words. It roughly explained the reasons for the changes in the Tiaobo River boundary today. The last sentence was the key point. It was nothing more than the hope that Changchun Marquis would be able to do so without violating the ban in the future.

Under the premise, take some care of Dou Yan, the God of Dieyunling Mountain.

Just like every Dayue Mountain Lord in Haoran Jiuzhou also has jurisdiction over many rivers, so the high-ranking Lord Dadu also has many mountains within his jurisdiction.

Chen Pingan finally took out a personal seal with the inscription "Chen Shiyi".

He picked up the seal, looked at the three words of the bottom line, breathed lightly, and stamped it at the end of the letter.

This is the first time that Chen Pingan has used this seal, which he has treasured for many years, to officially seal a letter.

From now on, any correspondence between Luopo Mountain and other mountains will be handwritten by the owner of the mountain, Chen Pingan, either with the seal "Luopo Mountain Chen Pingan" or "Chen Shiyi" from this side.

This is the proper etiquette on the mountain.

Chen Ping'an put the letter into an envelope and handed it to Dou Yan. Finally, he clasped his fists and smiled at the two of them: "Mr. Cen, Brother Dou, I'm still in a hurry, so let's say goodbye. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. See you later."

Cen Wenqian and Dou Yan each returned the courtesy.

Dou Yan lamented endlessly, "Wen Qian, this time I am in your favor. I am so blessed. It just comes as it comes."

It is a well-deserved fairy hand that creates such incredible miracles in an understatement.

Cen Wenqian smiled and said nothing.

Dou Yan suddenly asked: "Huh? Cen Wenqian, do you remember clearly the face of Cao Xianjun?"

Cen Wenqian frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "It's true that I can't remember clearly."

Dou Yan lamented: "What kind of thing is this? The actions of the immortals on the mountain cannot be judged by common sense."

Cen Wenqian said softly: "There is nothing difficult to understand. It's just that a gentleman shows kindness without repaying it."

If he guessed correctly, in that letter, the elusive Qingshan guest would definitely tell Changchun Marquis Yang Hua not to leak anything to Dou Yan.

Dou Shan Shen carefully put the mountain character into his sleeve, wiped his face vigorously, and was about to speak when his golden body shook again, and his whole body was filled with brilliance.

Not only Dou Yan's Dieyun Mountains, the mountain mist rose and colorful clouds lingered in an instant.

There is also the Tiaobo River. It is obviously the time of summer and autumn, but there are countless apricot flowers blooming on both sides of the river, just like the spring breeze.

Cen Wenqian said softly: "It's due to the four-character prophecy of "high mountains and long rivers"."

Dou Yan said in a trembling voice: "Could he be a moral saint who speaks of the Constitution of Heaven?!"

Cen Wenqian remained silent.

Dou Yan scratched his head, "What is going on?"

Cen Wenqian smiled and joked: "I'm not the only one who knows Cui Cheng, don't you also know Xiao Cui?"

Dou Yan suddenly had an idea and suddenly realized that when he stumbled earlier, could it be that Mr. Cao Xianjun, who respectfully calls Cui Cheng as "Mr.", was holding grudge against Cui Cheng?

Dou Yan asked: "You didn't ask how Cui Cheng was?"

I only know that this old friend has violated the ban several times and left the jurisdiction of Tiaobo River without permission. If it weren't for Xiao Xiaohe Bo, who already belongs to the lowest rank of water gods in the world, and has nothing to be demoted in his official career, otherwise Cen Wenqian would have been demoted again and again.

After being demoted, the official hat became smaller and smaller, but Cen Wenqian also stopped talking about promotion in the officialdom because of this. The state city god directly sent a message to Tiaobo River Water Mansion, and the annual city god temple was exempted. A small temple cost ten thousand yuan.

I can't serve you, Cen Dashui God.

Cen Wenqian looked gloomy, "The green-shirted guest's expression already gave me the answer, so why bother asking more."

Chen Ping'an then went to Mei Glaze Country, but failed to meet the young county captain who was a crazy drunkard in that familiar county. He originally wanted to repeat his old trick and buy a few cursive calligraphy paintings with the county captain over drinks.

After asking about the copybook with the county government, I found out that the county captain had long resigned and traveled north. The deal back then was so cost-effective that Chen Pingan only used the wine from Wuhu Mountain to buy a large pile of it.

The cursive calligraphy is both radiant and radiant, and the laws are strict.

Chen Ping'an's own handwriting is average, but he considers that his appreciation level is not inferior to that of the calligraphers in the mountains. What's more, even Zhu Lian and Cui Dongshan said that those cursive calligraphy scripts could not be imitated even by them. This evaluation

, it really couldn’t be any higher. Cui Dongshan directly said that each of these cursive calligraphy can be used as a family heirloom, and the older it is, the more valuable it is. Even Wei Dashanjun shamelessly asked Chen Pingan to take away a piece of "The Steps of the Immortal".

"Virtual Poster", in fact, the copybook is less than thirty characters, and it is completed in one go: the immortal steps are too empty, crimson clouds grow under his feet, wind and rain scatter the ceiling, dragon clay seals jade slips, and fire refines the true text.

Mr. Zhong’s technique is even better than that of Wei Bo. He doesn’t ask for anything. He just goes to the first floor of the bamboo building to borrow a certain copybook from Xiao Nuanshu, saying that he needs to copy it several times, otherwise he will not be able to express his cursive writing skills.

Chen Ping'an later returned to Luopo Mountain. When he learned about this, he took the initiative to send the copybook out. Mr. Zhong said seriously that there was nothing funny about it. A gentleman does not take what others like. Cao Qinglang happened to be there at the time, so he said

, I can help Master Zhong return this "Monk's Poster under the Moon" later.

Chen Ping'an bought several jars of locally brewed Wutiao wine in Chishui City in Shujian Lake.

Coincidentally, while drinking Wuwei wine, I remembered the Ascension Realm ghost cultivator I had just fought with, the Master of Xuanpu, the Lord of Immortal Hairpin City, who happened to be named Wuwei.

At that time, Fan Yan, the young city lord of Chishuicheng who had only one seedling, had always been regarded as a brainless fool. Now he has become the city lord and has also attached himself to the Dali court, allowing Chishuicheng to grow in power under the nose of the Zhenjing Sect.

, he is such a powerful figure, who once treated Gu Can, who was a big kid, like Big Brother Gu.

Chen Ping'an was walking by the water, looking back, he saw a prosperous restaurant in the distance.

It seems that the first and only time in my life that I actually had a wine shop was right there.

At the banquet that day, it was actually Gu Can who was more familiar and comfortable than Chen Pingan. He was a half-year-old child, chatting and laughing happily, with bright eyebrows.

When Jiang Shangzhen was still in charge, he set aside five islands from Shujian Lake, where the Zhenjing Sect was located, and gave them to Luopo Mountain. However, this enclave was under the name of a young monk named Zeng Ye.

Jiang Shangzhen didn't bother with any matters discussed in the Ancestral Hall, and decided them all with one word.

Who has any objection to this? Wei Ying, who can be considered half of his son?

Was the chief enshrined at that time Liu Laocheng? Or was it the second enshrined Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao? Or was it Li Furui?

In the Shihao Kingdom north of Hubei Province, the emperor Han Jingling was nearly half a century old because he had never practiced Taoism.

I had some free time after retiring from the imperial court today, so I started to play the same old tune with my grandson and grandson again, repeating the same words over and over again, "That down-and-out Chen Jianxian invited me to have a drink back then!"

It’s no longer “us”.

No matter how good a man is, if he doesn't mention his bravery in the past, he must mention this old friend's story. He should mention it from time to time. If he has told it to the dragons too many times, he will tell it to the dragons and grandsons again.

As for when he became His Majesty the Emperor, Han Jingling started to raise his tail. He went to Qingxia Island with Huang He and asked to sit in the accounting room, but was stopped by Gu Can. In fact, the two sides were not too troubled at that time.

It was pleasant, but Gu Can seemed to be a different person at that time, with a deep expression that was not shown on his face.

Why are you mentioning these trivial things?

"This is not the kind where you just throw away a pot of Xianjia's wine. It is a serious wine shop. There is a big table of wine and food, just ordinary wine. You kids don't understand the secrets here. If the wine on the mountain is

, but it becomes boring.”

The two children had already heard these old stories, their ears were ringing, they were shaking their heads and making faces at each other.

A child opened his mouth early and spoke silently, helping the emperor's grandfather say the words he used to finish every time.

“Everyone sitting there was very luxurious!”

Chen Ping'an only took two steps to go back and forth between Shihao Kingdom and Shujian Lake. He didn't pay attention to Han Jingling's jealous words. It is not illegal to brag, not to mention that he is still an emperor.

After that, she quietly went to Gongliu Island and found Li Furui. She had accepted a new unnamed disciple from a small place called Xianyou County. His name was Guo Chunxi. His cultivation qualifications were mediocre, but Li Furui taught Taoism.

Direct disciples should also be careful.

Li Furui was surprised when she met Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan asked some questions about Zeng Ye's spiritual practice, and Li Furui naturally knew all about it.

The two sides chatted about Gao Mian by the way, and it turned out that Li Fuxi also served as a worshiper of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang after attending the ceremony at Luopo Mountain, and was not a guest.

Gao Mian has resigned as the leader of the gang. This old gang leader who has fallen from the Yupu Realm twice. Previously on the battlefield near Dadu, a big demon almost broke the Changsheng Bridge. He fell again and barely managed to save it.

As a person in the Golden Core Realm, it is unlikely that I will be able to show off to others in this life.
To be continued...
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