The last time Chen Ping'an was in Mirage City, he saw the "Famous Spring" with his own eyes. It was considered as a royal treasure given to the emperor's sister Yao Lingzhi that day. It was indeed a magic sword of excellent quality.

The wooden scabbard, covered with green shark skin, and the handle of the knife are inlaid with treasures. It is worthy of the saying of "priceless" and is naturally superior to ghosts and monsters.

According to the few words in the newspaper, in the end, it was Lord Fu Yin Yao Xianzhi who seemed to have suddenly changed his character. He changed from an alcoholic to a conscientious person. He personally discussed with His Majesty the Emperor and took over the matter, leaving the three yamen as assistants.

, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the sky fell, Mr. Fu Yin would still be holding up. Moreover, Mr. Fu Yin had quite a plan for enshrining the monks and arresting and dispatching, which made the entire Gyeonggi area inside and outside Mirage City tense.

Waisong did not disturb the people and was organized in an orderly manner. Only then did the officials in the capital suddenly remember something. This man wearing the hat of a prefect from the first rank of the county was once a child of the Yao family who joined the army at a young age. The reason why he had his arm broken

Being lame is still the result of falling on the battlefield.

Xiao Mo said: "If you can draw a picture of the famous spring, Xiao Mo can try it and help Yao Fu Yin find out the whereabouts of this sword. After finding it, secretly return it to Fu Yin's Yamen Office, and then

Leave a letter explaining where you came from and why."

Pei Qian smiled and said: "It's like a knight-errant who does things without leaving his name."

Cao Qinglang put down the newspaper in his hand and said: "Senior Xizhu, this matter does not rule out the possibility that Emperor Daquan did it intentionally. If such a thing happened when the 'Deposed Emperor Liu' was in power, it would certainly be a big deal.

Great, but now that the Yao family is in charge of the country, a national treasure that belongs to the previous dynasty, so losing it is not necessarily a bad thing. Just like what was written in the Di newspaper, there are songs circulating in Mirage City.

When he came, he said that there was a watchman who saw with his own eyes that with his own eyes, he turned into an evil dragon and fled from the capital with a flash of sword."

Unlike Pei Qian, who would directly call Xiao Mo, or Mr. Xiao Mo, Cao Qinglang still insisted on calling Xiao Mo "Senior Xi Zhu".

Xiao Mo nodded with a smile, raised the wine bowl, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Cao Qinglang raised the bowl and replaced the wine with water.

Chen Ping'an said: "I will take Xiao Mo to Yao Mansion immediately. Pei Qian, Cao Qinglang, you two can take a stroll around Mirage City."

The last time they went to Yao Mansion, Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan used their own merits to draw talismans and posted them inside and outside the house to ensure that General Yao could preserve his vitality and sleep soundly, and then he could calmly wait for Chen Pingan to ask someone to renew his life.

The elixir for extending life. But Cui Dongshan also told the Yao family straightforwardly at that time that even if he really asked for the elixir from the mountain, General Yao would be able to prolong his life countless times. And for that elixir, the Yao family had to pay for it.

It is said that a fairy coin is not less than a copper coin. This is a rule. It is the same as the incense money for burning incense in the temple. Pilgrims are not allowed to borrow it from outsiders.

This time, Chen Pingan also brought two pills.

It was my husband who asked for two life-extending pills from Fu Lu Yuxuan and Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Zhao Tianlai, which are most suitable for people under the mountain to take.

Old scholars are generally not picky with rich people, but in this matter, few lions opened their mouths. It was not the old scholar who regained his status as a literary saint and asked for more elixirs, nor was it Yu Laoer and Tianshi.

The government does not have any more treasury. They are just monks in the mountains. Pursuing longevity is a disobedient thing. Borrowing elixirs to extend your life has some taboos, but they are not big. However, the people at the bottom of the mountain who have run out of oil and lamps are trying to "add energy" with the help of foreign objects.

"oil", but there are many taboos,

First of all, the loss and retention of a person's spiritual energy is not a matter of monks accumulating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and replenishing it when it is used up. Especially for those old people who are about to die, the entire spiritual energy of a person is like a river rushing into the sea, never to return.

Therefore, many blessed people and old people actually have some sense of the deadlines of life and death. Especially eminent Buddhist monks such as Longxiang and Taoists can even know the specific time accurately.

Just like at the intersection of sea and land, if you stop and watch for a moment, this is the so-called reflection.

Furthermore, the people on the mountain who live on the mountain and the people on the mountain can live longer and longer, which is a bit like eating the grains of Yin and Mao, which will destroy the blessings of the ancestral shadow of the person who takes the medicine. Therefore, the real magical effect of these two elixirs is to use a portion of Yin De to make elixirs.

Used as medicine, it can add more than a year to General Yao's life, which is equivalent to an extremely long period of reflection. But this is already the limit.

Xiao Mo suddenly said: "Sir, if you haven't guessed your identity wrongly, that Lord Fu Yin will come to visit you soon."

Chen Ping'an stood up anyway and said: "After meeting him, we will go to Yao Mansion."

At the door, I met Yao Xianzhi, who no longer had stubble on his face. Although the governor of the capital looked a little tired, his eyes were as bright as those of a young man in the past.

Walking out of the alley together, when Chen Pingan and Yao Xianzhi talked about the elixir, Yao Xianzhi, who was limping, didn't even say a polite word to Mr. Chen.

It would be a pity in life if you can't change your name to brother-in-law.

Yao Xianzhi said softly: "Mr. Chen, I helped check and found that there are no monks in the Northern Jin Dynasty who Mr. Chen mentioned last time living in Xiru Temple."

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Monks who truly have the Dharma can only meet by chance."

The last time we met again, Yao Xianzhi solved a lot of knots in his heart and finally made up his mind not to go to the border and resume his old career on horseback. He would continue to be the governor of the capital, but Chen Ping'an had to reserve a place for worship in the lower sect.

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The young emperor of the Northern Jin Dynasty advocated Buddhism. It is said that he stayed at a Zen temple one night and was taught by a strange person in his dream, and received a long-lost original text of water and land rituals.

At the beginning of spring this year, His Majesty the Emperor appeared at a Land and Water Dharma Assembly, had the Minister of Rites read out the ceremony, and wrote an imperial edict on the plaque "Water and Land Unobstructed Dojo". Therefore, water and land Buddhist practices became very popular in the country.

Yao Xianzhi asked carelessly: "When will the lower sect be established? Is there a specific date? As a worshipper, I will definitely participate."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "On the beginning of spring next year."

Yao Xianzhi looked strange.

Why is it such a day? At the beginning of spring, the emperor led all his officials to the countryside to welcome the Spring Festival. Even he, the governor of the capital, was responsible for celebrating the Spring Festival.

Therefore, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely not be able to attend the celebration.

The last time Mr. Chen visited Jin Huang Mansion, His Majesty the Emperor was stationed at Pine Needle Lake. Although they were only a few steps apart, the two sides still missed each other.

Chen Ping'an and Yao Xianzhi were sitting in a carriage. This inn was not far from Yao's mansion.

Xiaomo sat next to the driver.

Yao Xianzhi asked tentatively: "Why don't you just stay at my house?"

Chen Ping'an explained: "After delivering the elixir and confirming that General Yao is fine after taking the medicine, we will leave Beijing immediately and go to Pushan Yuncaotang."

Yao Xianzhi asked: "Are you so anxious?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The lower sect will be established in the beginning of next year. Mr. Fu Yin, tell me yourself, am I, the head of the upper sect, busy?"

Yao Xianzhi looked complicated.

No matter how busy you are, you can't miss these three or two days.

When they arrived at the Yao Mansion, they came to the room with many talismans. After Yao Xianzhi helped General Yao take two pills, Chen Pingan, who was sitting by the bed, gently picked up the old man's wrist and carefully checked the pulse.

, and finally turned to Yao Xianzhi and said softly: "Don't worry, there is no problem. General Yao will wake up soon. No matter how busy you are, you should take time to walk with grandpa."

Yao Xianzhi first called Mr. Chen, then raised his arm, clenched his fist heavily, and tapped his heart lightly.

Chen Ping'an moved gently, put the old man's arms back on the quilt, and then padded the corner of the quilt, then stood up and walked out of the door with Yao Xianzhi.

Xiaomo stood quietly at the door.

Chen Ping'an patted Yao Xianzhi on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead and leave me alone. I'll wait here for the old general to wake up."

Yao Xianzhi smiled and said: "I've been so busy that I haven't had a good night's sleep these days. I have to take a breather."

Finally, Yao Xianzhi took Chen Pingan to have dinner here. When the steward said that grandpa was awake, the three of them quickly put down their chopsticks and went to the yard next door together.

The old man leaned against the bedside and was in good spirits. He smiled at the man in green shirt who was crossing the threshold with his grandson at the door, and asked: "Xianzhi, have you informed your majesty?"

Yao Xianzhi shook his head and said: "Not yet."

Then Yao Xianzhi asked tentatively: "Grandpa, am I going to send a message to the palace right now?"

Seeing that brat with a calm expression, he lightly lifted his green shirt and long coat and slowly sat down on the chair beside the bed. The old man waved his hand to Yao Xianzhi and said with a smile: "No need, you can't scare people away if you can't ask for something."

After that, the old man just chatted with Chen Ping'an about the past, and didn't mention anything about the major events of his family, country, and world.

After chatting for half an hour, General Yao let Chen Pingan go, only asking him to come back home for a home-cooked meal before leaving Mirage City. Chen Pingan agreed.

Yao Xianzhi accompanied Chen Ping'an to the door. He was going back to the Fuyin Yamen Office to continue handling a lot of official business. The search for the knife was just an immediate matter, and there were many other messy things.

When the snow melts, the capital is blooming again.

Visiting a Taoist temple on a snowy night.

Chen Ping'an was walking in an alley. In the far west of Daquan Capital, there was a small Taoist temple called Huanghua Temple. The ban had just been lifted not long ago, and His Majesty the Emperor removed a group of royal monks who secretly "protected" the Taoist temple.

The owner of the temple, Liu Mao, was once the third prince and later the king of Daquan. He continued to live in Guozuo, but after changing his surname, Liu Mao took the initiative to resign and was granted a Taoist certificate. This small Taoist temple in the capital

He devoted himself to practice and thanked guests behind closed doors. Now the Taoist Taoist name is Longzhou Taoist, and he only accepts two little Taoist boys who were born as orphans as disciples. Liu Mao taught some Taoist formulas and immortal breathing techniques, but the two children did not know the priceless treasure. Compared with

I'm tired and feel it's more troublesome than sweeping the yard.

Liu Mao heard a knock on the door, put on his clothes and stood up. After opening the door, he saw the man in green shirt who had reunited with him as an old friend. Liu Mao suddenly had a big head and a big head.

The evil guest came to the door. Judging from the posture, he came from the Taoist temple at home to beat the autumn wind again.

Chen Ping'an exclaimed, looked at Liu Mao, with a surprised look on his face, shook his hands, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the viewer, you have successfully broken through the realm and entered the Dragon Gate realm in just a few days since the last time. It's really amazing.

It was too unexpected, so I came to the door empty-handed today, please forgive me."

Liu Mao twitched his lips and said, "Easy to say."

After hesitating for a while, Liu Mao finally did not dare to say "I can make up for it when I have a chance", fearing that his Taoist temple would be completely barren tonight.

Wouldn't it be nice to arrive empty-handed and return home fully loaded?

Xiao Mo had already helped close the door of the Taoist temple. Chen Pingan and Liu Mao walked side by side and began to introduce the two students and disciples around them.

"Disciple Pei Qian has just become a martial artist."

"Student Cao Qinglang, the last imperial examination in Dali, the Huiyuan of Chunwei in the capital, the second place in the imperial examination."

When Liu Mao heard this, he had a fight with the young man and woman, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could the two be compared?

No matter how valuable the Dali Imperial Examination is, in the Spring Festival of the Capital, which is held every four years, there is never a time when there is no first, third, or second place winner.

But there are only a few martial arts warriors in this continent? Here in my hometown, there are only two grand masters, Wu Sheng Wu Chen and Huang Yiyun.
To be continued...