Lao Zhenren used his Dao heart to control his Dao mind, and then used his Dao mind to pull his Dao Qi. Finally, he used Dao Qi to control the majestic spiritual energy like the Dadu Rivers, and circulated a large circle in the small world of the human body. Liang Shuang withdrew from that place.

After Fang fell in love with each other, the two of them found themselves in a simple and elegant house. There were only two futons and a small table, and a Boshan smoker was placed on it. Purple smoke filled the room with fragrance.

There was a rare smile on the old man's face, "You, sir, are very careful. It seems that you have begun to doubt whether you are in a dream."

The words of his Yin God before were actually tantamount to a sword fight with Chen Ping'an. Liang Shuang's true form here took the opportunity to look at people's hearts with the heart of heaven.

Just like there are few old friends in the world.

Zou Zi is one of them.

Cui Dongshan raised a palm and shook it three times as a fan, slightly drawing the purple-gold smoke that was more precious than the incense in the temple toward him.

No more, no less, exactly three times.

It is indispensable, and the elders dare not refuse the gift; too much is not appropriate.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "It is a hero to be able to withstand the hardships of heaven. The most difficult thing is to be immortal."

Liang Shuang was noncommittal and asked: "I did it as a last resort, what about you?"

The Yin Shen's journey out of the body cannot last forever, but there are no absolutes in the world, and there are many heretical methods on the mountain, such as the Taoist method of killing three corpses, and the surrender of the arrogant horse.

Cui Dongshan made no secret, "I separated a part of my mind, attached it to the porcelain man, and secretly went to Wucai Tianxia. I originally planned to spend a while there to help Luopo Mountain establish the next sect."

“If you have too many means, you will have a lot of scheming.”

Liang Shuang frowned and said: "With all this effort and casting the net everywhere, are you going to get the Ascension Realm?"

Cui Dongshan said: "With the exception of my husband, Luopo Mountain does not lack the realm of anyone. But we lack land, manpower, and money."

Nowadays, there are only two Ascension Realm monks in Luo Lu Shan, namely Xiao Mo and Wu Shuangjiang's inner demon Taoist monk.

Liang Shuang nodded and said: "Wei Ran Da Zong."

Cui Dongshan smiled brightly, raised his hands and cupped his fists, shaking them vigorously, "It must be a prophecy."

Liang Shuang smiled and said: "You, sir, have fallen all the way from Yupu to Jindan, and now you are a bit of a clever woman who can't make a living without rice. You have a patchwork but still excellent Taoism, but you are hampered by the accumulation of spiritual energy.

No wonder we can't get to know each other without fighting, it turns out we are in the same boat."

Cui Dongshan was worried.

Chen Ping'an first practiced boxing and became a pure martial artist. After becoming a qi practitioner, he had two Chuyi and Fifteen that he could never practice. Coupled with the talismans, he was able to fight enemies with ease. Later,

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I became a genuine sword cultivator and owned two "extremely unreasonable" natal flying swords, so I didn't have to be too constrained by the amount of spiritual energy. Then I joined half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and had a temporary relationship with Lu Chen.

Borrow a body of fourteen realms of Taoism.

Therefore, along the way, Chen Ping'an has never experienced the kind of "spiritual energy exhaustion" fighting on the mountain.

Otherwise, it is common for monks to have their aura passively or actively exhausted by fighting in the mountains or practicing in seclusion to "renovate" the mountains and rivers.

There is a metaphor on the mountain. The spiritual energy and family wealth of the monks in the lower five realms are the difference between one snow coin and several snow coins.

Reaching the middle five realms, especially Jingjindan, is equivalent to sitting on a small sum of money.

After breaking through the Yuanying bottleneck and reaching the upper five realms, a monk's spiritual energy wealth can be measured with Guyu money.

Liang Shuang asked: "Are you planning to start a business from scratch in Tongyezhou and Wucai Tianxia respectively?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "I hope so."

"I'm a little curious, how did you get so angry?"

For those who practice Taoism, it is easy to cultivate the mind but difficult to refresh it. The Taoist heart is easy to be broken but difficult to mend, and the heart energy is easy to fall and difficult to rise.

Cui Dongshan felt a little resentful, "Over there at the door of my house, the man named Zheng was very angry."

Liang Shuang nodded and said: "Zheng Juzhong's chess skills are too high, so it is inevitable that he will be a high-minded and reclusive person, and he will look at Xiuhu with admiration."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Zheng Juzhong also has a high regard for the great master Bai Yujing."

Since we were busy talking about Zheng Juzhong, an old man who is proficient in playing chess, he asked with a smile: "Let's talk about a game?"

The boy in white rubbed his hands and said, "Senior, do you want to lose or win?"

Liang Shuang shook his head, "It's not as good as your husband who can speak."

Then the old master waved his sleeves, and the mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou appeared in the house. The old master's eyes wandered, and he selected the old and new Five Sacred Mountains and the top of Chujun Mountain, and condensed them into 160 green chess pieces. Cui Dongshan followed suit.

Manifesting a continent of rivers into snow-white chess pieces, but there were only fifty of them. The number of chess pieces was obviously far less than that of the old man. He gathered them at his feet. The young man in white grabbed a handful of snow-white chess pieces and raised his fist.

, "Guess first?"

Liang Shuang directly picked up a green chess piece and leaned forward slightly, as if he skipped the step of guessing first and placed the piece first, then stopped in the air.

Just like I said to the young man in white across from me, I, Liang Shuang, was a senior who practiced mountain climbing earlier, and now I am at a higher level than you. Let me guess first. Since there is no suspense, why bother?

The only problem now is that there is no chessboard between the two of them.

This is Liang Shuang's "elderly style" again. Guess what, he got an advantage, but he didn't take advantage of Cui Dongshan on the chessboard. At the same time, the size of the chessboard for a game can exceed the nineteen vertical and horizontal lines.

.In addition, the distance between the two vertical and horizontal lines of the chessboard actually needs to be determined by both parties' moves. Therefore, in such a game of chess, from the chess pieces to guessing first, and then to the chessboard, there is a sense of mystery. Old rules, new rules

, everyone will have their own first move, the fairy move, the irrational move, all will take place in sequence. The chess pieces are on the chessboard, as if the mountains are standing on the earth, and many chess principles are like rivers stretching among them, as if they are far more powerful than the immortals.

"Longevity is like immortality" is like mountains and rivers in the world, which will also continue to appear and die on the chessboard.

Both sides moved quickly.

After each made fifty moves, Cui Dongshan, who had no snow-white chess pieces anymore, suddenly looked around, and finally condensed his sect's Xiandu Mountain into a green chess piece, gently twisted it and knocked it on the chessboard.

Liang Shuang stared at the chessboard, thought for a long time, sighed, grabbed a handful of green chess pieces and poured them on the chessboard. The old man finally surrendered.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Senior, you are noble and upright."

Liang Shuang asked: "The name of the next clan?"

Cui Dongshan said: "Choose the site at Xiandu Mountain in Tongyezhou and name it Qingping Sword Sect."

Liang Shuang nodded and said: "Taiyi is close to Tiandu, with mountains and seas. The white clouds look back and merge, and the green mist comes in to see nothing. The immortal capital is where the white clouds are, but Qingshan is outside the mountains, but people don't care.

"

Cui Dongshan smiled and nodded.

Seniors who don't curse randomly are good seniors.

Liang Shuang said: "The Ganoderma lucidum and the small Qiu in the mountains will be left to your disposal."

Cui Dongshan stood up and said goodbye.

Liang Shuang stood up and stopped when he reached the door, taking a look at the bustling capital of Liang Kingdom and the mountains and rivers beyond.

After Cui Dongshan crossed the threshold, he turned around and said with a smile: "I will not see Sangma in the next year, and I will realize that I am a Taiping man."

Liang Shuang still didn't look away, and finally said a very meaningful prophecy.

Cui Dongshan laughed it off and ignored it. He turned into a white rainbow and rushed to the mountain god temple on the border of Liang Kingdom.

The old man turned around and walked towards the chess game that had not yet been removed. He twisted his beard for a moment, nodded and said: "If I make this move here, I will definitely win."

The woman who was walking around in the corridor with a lantern came to the door in confusion. Looking at the strange chess pieces in the room, she asked in a low voice: "Master, did you lose the chess game with that boy?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "How is that possible?"

The woman glanced at the chess game and then looked at the master.

The old man could only explain: "If you lose the chess game, you win the magnanimity."

On the steps at the entrance of the Shanshen Temple, Chen Pingan said goodbye to the old man with fists clasped.

The group of people returned to the hill where they originally stayed, and the queen was still left hanging here.

Cui Dongshan told the general story with his heart. Chen Pingan nodded. He had a good vision. He was indeed an unfathomable expert.

At the top of the mountain, Jishan Fujun, Jiang Ying, this Fujun empress will also be honored as Mrs. Yunhe by some familiar monks on the mountain. She is extremely elegant, and the goddess maid in the mansion is named Caishiguan, Ximo by her.

Officials etc.

A maid who was responsible for dressing Jiang Ying asked softly: "Madam, these foreigners don't seem to be ordinary Qi practitioners."

Standing next to Fujun, she was two heads shorter.

Jiang Ying smiled and joked: "You can see all this?"

The previous group of people had a mysterious escape method, and they were hundreds of miles away in an instant, without any spiritual energy ripples, and the scene was astonishing.

Especially next to the mountain god temple, the landscape is hazy, like flowers in the mist. This means that this group of temporarily unidentified dragons crossing the river will have at least one or two Nascent Souls, and maybe there are even gods of the fifth realm in the team.

And even if she becomes one of the Five Mountains Tigers of a country, without five or six hundred years of prosperity, her golden body will never be able to reach the rank of Nascent Soul.

The Lady of Jishan Mansion gently tapped the palm of her hand with the rolled-up Book of Twenty-Four Flowers Trade Wind Seal.

The safest thing to do is to return to the carriage immediately, go home, and pretend that nothing happened.

Today's Tongyezhou has too many dragons crossing the river from other continents.

Let’s just talk about the southernmost Qushan Ferry. There is a "Sword Immortal Xu Jun" from another continent, who is responsible for picking up... two cross-continent ferries from the Liu family of Aai Aizhou.

Especially the neighboring monks of Aquarius Island in the north. Back then, they could only crane their necks and look up at Tongyezhou. Now the situation has changed, and it is the turn of the monks from Tongyezhou to be shorter and lower in level when they meet.

Many foreign monks live in seclusion behind the scenes, whether relying on money or something else, in some small countries that have just been restored a few years ago, they have become the emperors who control the government, secretly supporting puppets, acting decisively, and making money with evil intentions.
To be continued...