Cui Dongshan remained silent, and said with a playful smile: "If the clothes are shabby, you can change the robes, but if you are poor and the sour smell cannot fade away, it will not be beautiful."

As a result, Cui Dongshan was slapped on the back of the head by his husband.

Chen Ping'an taught him a lesson: "You are all going to be the leader of the sect, who taught you the yin and yang weirdness?"

Immortal Jia quickly swallowed secretly, moistened his throat, and said in a serious voice: "Mountain Master, what Sect Master Cui said is absolutely true. If you don't regard Pindao as one of your own, why would you say that these are just good words that may sound offensive at first glance?"

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Chen Pingan was silent.

Zhang Lv Changsheng smiled.

Nalan Jade took out a pen and a bamboo slip from his sleeve and began to write down the words.

Previously, the young mountain master went to Qilong Lane to invite the old immortal Jia out of the mountain, and after agreeing to serve as the second steward of the ferry, Jia Sheng cooked in person, cooked a table of wine and food, and also called two disciples, Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiuer, and the old immortal was unprecedented.

He didn't say much. He just toasted a few times and the words of the toast seemed very ordinary compared to the previous ones. He just thanked the mountain master for his willingness to take in the three masters and apprentices and give them a place to stay.

Instead of continuing to be homeless, and thanking Luo Po Shan for his kindness over the years, I can live a stable life without the slightest feeling of being dependent on others. It feels like a home, or a home.

Finally, the old Taoist stood up, held a cup and saluted the four directions of heaven and earth, saying that he was grateful to God for opening his eyes and allowing him to be lucky enough to come here, lucky to meet Master Chen, and lucky to meet everyone from Luoluoshan.

Everyone continued to climb all the way up, but unfortunately, all the tall trees in the mountain had been cut down, and countless magnificent palaces and temples were destroyed, leaving only some traces of their foundations. Even the cliff carvings could not escape the damage.

Or it was wiped out at will by the magic of the demon clan. When we reached a quiet path by the stream that was only slightly higher than halfway up the mountain, it was already higher than the bird path. The viewing pavilion by the cliff and the small pavilion by the water had disappeared. Only outside the mountain

White clouds and flying birds slowly passed by.

The young man in white picked up a handful of water and said with a smile: "Sir, this water is good for making wine and making tea. This stream never overflows in floods and never dries up in severe droughts. It is one of the few places in the mountains that can be used.

It’s done. And the further you go, the higher the quality of the stream water will be.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "I can barely make wine and make tea."

Cui Dongshan tilted his palms and stood up, "From now on, I will set up a stone tablet near here and collect calligraphy with someone. If I want to engrave a poem about traveling to immortals, I will write it... Sir, why don't you improvise one?"

The person Cui Dongshan refers to is probably Cui Chan.

There were so many people at the moment, it was hard for him to just call me the old bastard.

I heard that the young mountain master wanted to recite poetry.

Immortal Jia shouted loudly, and Chen Lingjun immediately followed.

Nalan Yudou and the little fat man Cheng Chaolu applauded vigorously.

Chen Pingan had a dark face.

Fortunately, the millet grains are not here.

Chen Pingan turned to look at Xiaomo.

It's a hint to Xiao Mo that you have a rich collection of books in your heart and can quickly search through them. You can do this for you and help you get out of trouble. Just piece together a poem about traveling to immortals and reveal the matter in one stroke.

Xiaomo, who originally had a reserved smile on his face, mistakenly thought that his young master was dissatisfied with his lack of support, so he immediately held the hiking stick in his arms, raised his hands, and clapped gently to show his expectation.

Chen Ping'an took the lead to move forward, and only said, "Save it for now."

Immortal Jia stroked his beard and smiled, and whispered to Xiao Mo beside him: "The mountain master must be very confident."

In fact, Chen Ping'an already had a rough draft. Who couldn't write a few limericks? It's just that he had a kind husband and his student Cao Qinglang was present, so Chen Ping'an was too embarrassed to show off his humiliation after all.

Xiao Mo began to look through the books in his heart, and there were countless poems about immortals with green words and green chapters. He nodded and said: "The towering ancient trees frame the cloud house, and there are always true miracles called the Immortal City."

Immortal Jia thought for a while, nodded and said: "Brother Xiaomo, I happened to borrow a poem by Ding Yanling to start the poem, which is quite appropriate for the occasion."

Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands and said with a smile: "My mountain rises three thousand feet from the ground and has stood in the sky for ten thousand years."

Approaching the top of the mountain, Cui Dongshan said from his heart: "Sir, the seating arrangement at the gate of Cai Cai Mountain is different from that at Luo Luo Mountain."

Cui Dongshan's arrangement is very consistent with Haoran's rules, so he doesn't seem too downtrodden.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I have promised you a long time ago that you will take care of the next affairs on your own, and I will not care about it."

In the Luolu Mountain, there is harmony and a strong atmosphere of human kindness. The realms of monks and warriors are nothing, so naturally there is no need to pay much attention to the distinction between priority, seniority, intimacy and distance.

But Chen Ping'an doesn't think that if the next sect is to follow the example, everything must be copied from the previous sect.

Unless one day Chen Ping'an feels that there is something wrong with the next sect, he will make an exception and speak out.

When they arrived at Fuyao Ping on the top of the mountain, Chen Ping'an took out two items and handed them to Cui Dongshan, "Just think of it as a gift from me in advance. When the time comes for the celebration, there will be one left, so let's count it out."

A couplet presented by Wu Shuangjiang.

The Twelve Flying Swords of Yunwen Dynasty Jade Edition City.

The young man in white tucks his sleeves into his sleeves and bows to his husband to thank him.

The cave sky obtained from Tian Wan has not yet "landed", and Cui Dongshan still has an interlocking landscape layout.

Chen Pingan remembered something and asked Cui Dongshan with a smile: "Zhu Lian's swordsmanship is actually very powerful?"

Because the old temple master was a guest at Luopo Mountain last time and stopped at the gate of the mountain. He just drank tea and chatted with Zhu Lian, a "hometown man" who was born in a blessed place. He took the initiative to mention Zhu Lian's swordsmanship and asked if Zhu Lian knew how to do it.

Select nine Sword Immortal embryos as disciples. A Fourteenth Realm great monk will never talk casually.

When Chen Ping'an strayed into the depths of Lotus Roots, he only heard that Zhu Lian had two nicknames: Madman Wu and Young Master. At most, when the old cook first entered the world, he traveled far and wide with a sword, and he once caused a lot of trouble.

debt.

Cui Dongshan said: "Zhu Lian's swordsmanship is worthy of the word 'Zhuoran'. It is the master of swordsmanship in the world before Ding Ying in the blessed land. It is like a peak rising abruptly from the mountains."

Chen Ping'an asked in confusion: "Then why have you never seen Zhu Lian practicing swordsmanship?"

On the other hand, every time I watched Xiao Heitan perform that crazy swordsmanship, the old cook was the most enthusiastic and supportive one, and he flattered him a little too much.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Maybe the old cook thinks that practicing swordsmanship is no longer interesting."

Chen Ping'an sighed: "It's really irritating to compare people to each other."

Far away is Zhu Lian, near is his disciple Pei Qian, and now there is Chai Wu beside him.

Cui Dongshan did not stay in Fuyao Ping for long, and soon said goodbye and left, leading everyone from the lower sect down the mountain to continue their work. Now everyone has a clear division of labor, and the affairs are heavy.

Cui Dongshan also roped in three masters and apprentices from Lu Baixiang.

Cui Dongshan does all the affairs of the lower sect personally and must do everything personally. As the upper sect, Luo Luoshan seems to have just been given a quota in the sect.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the backs of Lu Baixiang's master and apprentice, as if she hadn't looked at Cao Qinglang much from the time they met at the ferry to when they followed Lu Baixiang to leave the top of the mountain. From the beginning to the end of Yuanbao.

Then there's no need to guess. Xiaomi Li, the god of retribution, must have been right. It's true.

But what can outsiders do about this kind of thing besides knowing but pretending not to know.

Chen Ping'an looked at a hilltop near Qingping Peak. It seemed that it had been captured by Sui Youyou. It was similar to the top of Fuyaoping. She named it "Sweeping Flower Terrace".

The mountain breeze blew through the empty forest, rustling as if there were people.

A Feng Yuan ferry makes a cross-continent round trip. If you don't take into account the time it takes to dock, it takes almost exactly more than a month each time. However, it has to pass through seventeen mountain ferries during the period, loading and unloading goods, and there will definitely be a slight delay, so it is almost two

Once a month, three times a year, that's half a year. In those days, the cross-continental ferries that did business with the Jianqi Great Wall mostly made two round trips a year to the upside down mountain.

Before leaving Luopo Mountain, the old temple owner only made one final request, asking Cui Dongshan and Zhu Lian to tell Chen Ping'an that it didn't matter whether the Tongyezhou Golden Summit Temple lived or died, but Shao Yuanran must be kept.

The implication is that no matter how Luolu Mountain and Jinding Temple fight, it doesn't matter how many people die in the latter, and it doesn't matter if the ancestral hall is demolished, but Shao Yuanran cannot be moved, and the true orthodoxy of Jinding Temple cannot be cut off.

The Taoist tradition of Jinding Temple is extremely obscure and can be traced back to the Lou Guan sect which "knots grass into a building and observes the stars and energy".

Chen Ping'an and Cui Dongshan's previous plan was to select the site of the next sect and occupy the "Heavenly Power" position where the body and handle of the bucket are connected. Not only to protect Taiping Mountain, but also to completely disrupt the Seven Presents of the Golden Summit Temple.

The layout of Eryin.

When Cui Dongshan chooses this place to establish his sect, Du Hanling of Jinding Temple will be more or less relieved.

But even if the two sides become half-neighbors in the future, I still don't know whether Du Hanling will come to congratulate him in person, or whether he will send the Taoist temple chief worshiper Lu Ying to test the depth.

Mi Yu found Chen Pingan and said softly: "Master Yin Guan, I have an immature suggestion."

Chen Pingan said angrily: "Immature? Then tell me when you are mature."

Miyu was so exhausted.

First there was Caique Mansion, and then there was Zhuchai Island. Chen Pingan has not yet settled these two accounts with Mi Dajianxian.

It ruins the atmosphere of Luo Luoshan.

Mi Yu bit the bullet and said: "I want Xiao Mo to be the chief worshiper of the next sect. I will continue to retain the second position in Luopo Mountain and stay here to practice. As long as I am responsible for my contribution, I will never be lazy."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "This matter cannot be done for the time being. I have an agreement with Xiao Mo. He will serve as a death warrior by my side for a certain number of years. His current status as a worshiper is just a cover-up. When the agreed period comes, Xiao Mo will

Whether to leave or to stay is the real decision."

Miyu said: "With Xiaomo's temper and his affinity with Luopo Mountain,"

Chen Ping'an still shook his head and said: "This is the case, but the reason is not this way."

Mi Yu was sincerely convinced, "No wonder I have to work as a doorkeeper in the accounting room when I get to Chunbanzhai."

"Mi Yu has always been the backbone of the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

Chen Ping'an added, "He is still the leader of our summer palace."

If Pei Qian gets a headache when he meets Guo Zhujiu, then Sword Immortal Mi gets an even bigger headache when he thinks about the group of extremely smart young sword cultivators in the Summer Palace. It is really hurtful to talk about it. What kind of swordsmanship, talent and talent can be combined with extraordinary achievements?
To be continued...