Before, Zhu Lian found himself privately and praised Xiao Mo.

Because Xiao Mo said to him, "There are many innocent people in the mountains, which is probably because the one who is close to the red one is red."

Xiao Mo smiled awkwardly. He was indeed not suitable for such frivolous chatting, so he still had to be a real person.

It is better to learn from the young master than anyone else, and you will get twice the result with half the effort.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said, "The name of the flying sword is 'Tinghuo'."

Passing on the torch.

I hope Chai Wu will get this blessing and cherish it more on the road of cultivation in the future. If she meets similar destined people in the future, she can continue to pass on the flying sword like Xiao Mo today.

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "I'm a little imagining the future."

Fengyuan Ferry is located on the bank of a Xianjia Ferry called Kuhulu near Zhongyue. Because there are two large and small lakes connected to each other, they are like gourds, so they are named.

In fact, the lake water is extremely clear. As for why there is a word bitter in the name, there has never been a clear statement on the mountain.

On the other side of the ferry, Shan Jun Jin Qing and a scholar in green clothes stood side by side with a rich literary talent.

In addition, Lu Baixiang and two disciples, Yuanbaoyuan, were also waiting for Fengyuan ferry here. However, the Hulu ferry had many eyes, and the master and disciple had quietly boarded the ship.

Lu Baixiang is now a worshiper of a certain Chujun Mountain in Zhongyue, and his disciple Yuanlai also obtained an immortal fate in the mountains.

With Xiaomi Li there, there is no gossip that Chen Ping'an doesn't know.

So this time Yuanbao went to Tongyezhou. When she saw Cao Qinglang's first meeting, Chen Ping'an would have to take a few glances to see if the rumor was really true.

Although Yuan Bai, one of the two swordsmen of the old Zhu Ying sword, was unable to leave Zhengyang Mountain and followed Jin Qing to Zhongyue to practice Taoism. Instead, he went to a place named Huangshan by Zhengyang Mountain Zushi Hall, responsible for the establishment of the Zhengyang Mountain Lower Sect. Once the two suffixes of the sect candidates were removed, Yuan Bai will become the leader of the sect. However, Yuan Bai's realm will most likely stagnate in the Yuanying realm. This is also one of the root causes of Zhengyang Mountain's future affairs of Yuan Bai.

But Jinshan Jun still missed Master Chen Shan very much, so he readily agreed to the Luopo Mountain that the Fengyuan Stops the shore will be 50% off in the future.

In fact, the last time Cui Dongshan was on the ferry and headed south to Tongyezhou, stopping in the middle of the journey. In fact, there was a sword cultivator with the pseudonym Shao Poxian on the ferry. When Jin Qing boarded the ship, he did not meet him.

But after this Dashanjun got off the boat and returned to the temple, he stood at the door, respectfully bowing and farewell to the ferry that suddenly sank into the white clouds.

Chen Ping'an took Xiao Mo off the ferry, walked forward with a smile, clasped his fists and said, "I have met Jinshan Jun and Wu County Magistrate."

The scholar in Qingshan is an old acquaintance in his hometown. It was Wu Yuan who was disappointed in Huaihuang County, Longzhou. His career was covered with soft nails left by the big surnames on Fulu Street. He eventually left Longzhou sadly, which was equivalent to being exiled to a small county at the foot of Zhongyue Mountain. Now he has become an official on the remote border of Dali. His official position is still a county magistrate. As a registered disciple of the national teacher Cui Lu, he is also the first county magistrate of Huaihuang County, Longzhou. The career of the career has risen so much that it is impossible to get higher and lower. In the eyes of the local officialdom, the county magistrate of Wu County is at most a job in the Xiaojiuqing who is accompanying the capital, and he is in a retirement place. His posthumous title? Posthumous title? Dreaming.

But Chen Ping'an knew that Wu Yuan would soon be redirected and promoted to the "new" governor of the old Longzhou and the new Chuzhou.

Jin Qing clasped his fists and laughed loudly, "I've met Lord Chen Shan."

Wu Yuan bowed and returned, and smiled and said, "Wu Yuan greets Uncle Chen."

The name of Wu Yuan as the uncle of the junior teacher made Chen Ping'an laugh in silence.

Chen Ping'an came today to discuss with Zhongyue Mountain Jun to build a quarry, cut down wood, and buy river sand. Of course, they are not ordinary wood and stones. It is only said that Zhongyue Mountain is unique to ancient sandalwood. Its reputation in Baopingzhou is second only to Yuzhang Damu. It was the first choice for palace pillars, columns and ceremonies in various countries in the early years. The Zhu Ying Dynasty set up a procurement office at the foot of the mountain, and has always been monopolized by the royal palace to mine it. It is not sold by titanium, but by pounds, every inch of sandalwood.

Cui Dongshan had agreed to the intention with Jin Qing before, but failed to reach a price, so he had to let his husband take action personally.

Tongyezhou in the south is almost everywhere, and the country is restored one after another. There are huge demands for the immortals from the mountains, big stones and sand, and the vast land and vast land. Of course, there are also local Tongyezhou, but it is not easy to mine, and the other is that each immortal family also needs to restore the ancestor's hall. They must first rebuild their own immortal palaces. In addition, the fact that the matter of being wider and wider on the mountain has become a trend. They are scrambling to be the sucker. Even if they tie their belts tightly or borrow money on credit, they must build the imperial palace and local city more magnificent than before the war.

Xiao Mo was quietly watching his son, chatting and laughing with a Shanjun and a county magistrate. There was nothing good about the price, as if Shanjun Jin Qing was just waiting for his son to show his face.

In the quarry, logging and digging stones on the riverbed, there is no need to send people to supervise the workers in Luopo Mountain. Jin Qing only lets Master Chen Shan feel at ease. There is no need to lose his face for a few immortal money for his business.

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded. He said yes.

I remembered for no reason that an immortal sect who might have gone out and didn't read the almanac. Finally, I moved from Wei Bo's Beiyue territory to Zhongyue, but ended up meeting Shanjun Jin Qingda and held a night tour banquet.

What a tearful surprise...

The Fengyuan Ferry continues to travel south.

Zhong Qiu and Lu Baixiang, two fellow villagers from the blessed land, met again after a long separation, so they made an appointment to play a few games.

Xiao Mo is watching the battle, watching chess without saying anything.

I stood there for a long time and heard the sound of chess pieces falling from the chessboard, and the sounds were quiet.

In a room, he was sitting cross-legged and breathing and practicing swords. Cui Wei was watching the disciple's energy flow, looking for subtle flaws.

Pei Qian was teaching Zhao Shu at the stern of the boat.

It means to teach a teacher on behalf of others.

Zhao Shuxia is dedicated to practicing boxing and only works hard on the Shanshan Fist. Now it is the bottleneck of the five-level martial artist.

The realm is not low, but not high.

Not low is compared to ordinary pure martial artists, not high is compared to the master's down-and-out mountain.

Whether it is the seniors Zhu Lian, Zhong Qiu, Lu Baixiang, Wei Xian, or the peers Pei Qian, Cen Yuanji, Yuan Baoyuanlai, and Zhao Shuxia's martial arts journey for so many years seems extremely ordinary, with no suspense qualifications at the bottom.

Especially when facing the great master Pei Qian, who is also a direct disciple of the master, Zhao Shuxia couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Teaching boxing without feeding boxing is like vain.

After a competition, Pei Qian was very cautious in his actions. Whether it was a fist, elbow, or kick, even if it was a click, it seemed like a dragonfly was skimming the water, but Pei Qian was in a dilemma again, causing Zhao Shu to suffer a lot.

When Pei Qian stopped his fist, Zhao Shuxia's face turned pale, his arms trembled, and he was shaking.

Both sides took a step back and held their fists to each other.

Pei Qian whispered: "Junior Brother Zhao, your fists are a bit rigid. The person who handed the fists dared to die, but the intention of the fists was not alive, and it was a little bit of meaning after all."

After all, he is a fellow disciple, so Pei Qian is still very restrained in speaking and speaks cautiously to avoid hurting the junior brother's self-esteem.

Zhao Shuxia is not a stupid person, but in fact he knows the good intentions of this Senior Sister Pei.

Pei Qian fed him a fist, which was a waste of her time.

Pei Qian hesitated for a moment and said, "Junior Brother Zhao, your boxing spirit is actually very good. I have the meaning of "right" and continue to work hard."

The six-step stake under Zhao's tree has already reached its peak.

However, after all, the martial artist asked about boxing, which did not mean competing for boxing stances, so even if Zhao Shuxia fought with martial artists of the same realm, it was far from an advantage.

It is even more extravagant to cross the border and ask about boxing with others.

But Pei Qian was puzzled. Why did his master seem to deliberately not teach Zhao Shuxia some of the master's clever boxing techniques?

Chai Wu finished drinking two bowls of wine today and put two white bowls on the table. The little girl burped and began to practice, and continued to refine the flying sword called "Tenghuo".

The mountain master personally taught her a magic trick to refining things, but she was too knowledgeable, had a lot of words, and was all uncommon words that she had never heard of before. She seemed to be drunk and dizzy...

Finally, the mountain master asked Mr. Xiao Mo who gave the flying sword to come over to chat with him. After chatting for a while, she roughly understood that she just needed to use snacks to spread the breath like a spider web. At worst, she was distracted and walked seven or eight paths at the same time. Anyway, Mr. Xiao Mo said those routes seriously. Someone helped to guide the way, and Chai Wu just needed to do it. It was no different from learning origami from the master at the Xiangzhu Shop.

Chen Ping'an sat in Zhang Jiazhen's account room.

Nalan Yudi was helping with chores here. The little girl sat on the chair, shook her head, flipped the account book with one hand, and made a small abacus with the other.

From Wei Wenlong, to Zhang Jiazhen, and to Nalan Yudie, I only talk about the accountant, there are indeed many talents in Luopo Mountain, and there is no worry about not being able to accept anything.

Chen Ping'an rubbed his eyebrows, looking helpless. He taught the little girl how to refine things and repeatedly said the mantra twice.

Question and answer.

Do you understand?

Can't understand.

Remember the content?

Can't remember.

In the end, Chen Ping'an had to bring reinforcements and called Xiaomo to help preach to the little girl.

Chen Ping'an sat aside, looking at Xiao Mo and Chai Wu's question and nodding, and the mountain master was shocked again and could only drink silently, suppressing his shock.

Finally got it.

Only geniuses in practicing Taoism and geniuses in practicing Taoism can chat.

Just like Ning Yao taught Chen Ping'an's boxing skills in his early years, he had different positions and the same helplessness.

Nalan Yudi asked curiously: "Master Yinguan, the sandalwood on Zhongyue takes up a lot of space, which is fine. After all, sandalwood is valuable, but the stone and sand produced in the quarry and riverbed take up a lot of space, and the price is difficult to get up. Fengyuan is a cross-continental ferry. It is too costly to transport all the way from the central part of Baopingzhou to Tongyezhou. Will we lose money? Why not let the short-distance ferry do this business?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and turned to look at Zhang Jiazhen, "Jiazhen, please explain the reason for Yu Di."

Zhang Jiazhen said: "Now all countries in Tongyezhou are in trouble and are in short supply, but the most urgent thing is definitely not those Qing dynasties, antique calligraphy and paintings, but the civil engineering reconstruction of a country's capital. So what we earn is not the current money, but the future money. In addition, if we have a good relationship with those emperors and kings, establish long-term trade exchanges, and lay a good foundation, this will not worry about not having a chance to make big money in the future. Moreover, we can even buy the "useless things" from the hands of the generals and ministers of various countries at an extremely low price. Therefore, the south and north of the Fengyuan ferry have their own preferences. If you calculate these factors, you will find that the Zhongyue transaction between Master Yinguan and Master Cui is not only cost-effective, but also extremely profitable."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "That's the reason. Of course, real money and silver are important in buying and selling, but at the same time, you also need to understand a truth, and see big money outside the account book."

Nalan Yudi's eyes shone with his eyes, "I learned it!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "There is that there is a lack of gold and silver at the foot of Tongyezhou, and a lack of gods' money on the mountain, so the descendants must use borrowing money to earn favors."

Nalan Yudi asked: "Does it be loaned out? Whoever dares not pay back the money will ask Mi Dajianxian to come to the door to chop people and buy them?!"

Zhang Jiazhen actually wanted to know the answer, because now many forces in other continents do such things on Tongyezhou, which is a huge profitable business.

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "Everyone else does this, we don't."

Nalan Yudie thought for a while and said worriedly: "Where is a big tree that attracts wind? Will it cause hatred and isolation?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "So you need Mi Dajianxian to take charge of the lower sect."

Zhang Jiazhen suddenly stood up, straightened her clothes, and silently clasped her fists with Lord Yinguan.

The monarch of a country and the gods on the mountain borrowed usury. How can we repay it at that time? Naturally, it will be evenly distributed to the people.
To be continued...