Liu Mao planned to take a group of visitors to drink tea in the main room, but Chen Pingan did not agree, saying that it was not necessary to go to the trouble, and we would just go to the visitor's study, which was quite clean.

The master of Longmen Realm in Huanghua Temple had his eyelids trembling when he opened the study door.

If you accidentally encountered a thief and were robbed, it was because your own Taoist guardianship was not good and you couldn't blame others. But what was going on with you? The other party was openly fighting and taking things by force, and you still had to help open the door?

A wing room was used as a study by Liu Mao. The decoration inside the room was simple. It was almost the same as when Chen Pingan visited this place last time. There was a writing desk and a yellow bamboo pen holder that was an old item in the palace, and a branch was placed for copying.

There is a Daoquan Jiju pen of Dao Jing, a row of bookshelves against the wall, a flower table in the corner, and a small pot of calamus.

The only difference is

There are probably a few books missing from the bookshelf and two brand new chairs in the room.

Chen Pingan glanced at the pen holder. The three scripture copying pens he saw last time were still there. If he remembered correctly, two of them were inscribed with the words "Qingyou" and "Mingjing" respectively.

The rarest one is the long-sharp pen with the inscription "Collection of One Hundred and Two Things, Master of Skills in the World".

The Huangting Sutra, which has been passed down in an orderly manner and has countless seals and monograms, is also placed on the table. It is very good. At first glance, Taoist Longzhou is a conservative and sentimental person.

Cui Dongshan has already negotiated a deal with the Daquan Dynasty. The next Zonghui will purchase a large number of government-made chicken spur pens, and Feng Yuan Ferry can help sell them to the two continents north of Tongyezhou.

After Chen Ping'an heard about this incident, he immediately helped the students and the lower sect to check for leaks and fill in the vacancies. Whatever official system was inappropriate, it was all imperial control of the palace construction office.

At that time, everyone on Xiandu Mountain was speechless.

Even Immortal Jia didn't speak.

Liu Mao lit an oil lamp on the table, and the light was dim. Fortunately, the window was closed tightly, so the light would not flicker.

The study room was not big and not suitable for entertaining guests. Besides, there were only two chairs in the room, so Chen Pingan asked Xiao Mo and the others to wait outside.

Chen Pingan clasped his hands behind his back, looked at a calligraphy and painting on the wall, nodded and praised: "The master's handiwork is like the finishing touch, making the humble room shine."

It turned out to be a page of scripture that Liu Mao had framed in a sandalwood frame and hung on the wall. It was just a scripture from the Huang Ting Jing, but it had two handwritings.

The last sixteen words are exactly what Chen Ping'an helped to add last time: "separate paths and disperse the body, transform into shapes at will, complement the real person, and the heaven and the earth are born together."

Liu Mao was sitting behind the desk. Chen Pingan moved the remaining chair and sat opposite the desk. He crossed his legs, took out a bamboo tobacco stick and a bag of tobacco, knocked on the table and asked with a smile: "Don't you mind?"

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Liu Mao smiled and shook his head and said, "Chen Jianxian does what he wants."

I was surprised, when did I get this taste?

Chen Pingan remembered something, put the tobacco rod and tobacco on the table, turned around and walked towards the bookshelf, took out a few books from his sleeves, and before putting them in the bookshelf nearby, he raised his hand and shook it casually. It was the last time Chen Pingan came from

The books borrowed here, such as "Haidao Sutra" and "Algorithm of Fine Grass", were returned to their original owners. Chen Pingan smiled and said, "See clearly. I borrowed six books from you earlier. I told you to return them."

, how could you not pay it back?"

These six books are all books on magicians. Liu Mao is obsessed with this art. He can even be regarded as a master of mathematicians. After all, the third prince of the Daquan Dynasty in the past also served as the CEO behind the scenes and compiled those books for the court.

The "Dabu Kuo Di Zhi" in the twelfth year of Yuanzhen is composed of four hundred volumes.

According to what Liu Mao said last time, if you don't lend a book, take it away if you want.

Everyone who collects books at the foot of the mountain has this habit. Borrowing books is like borrowing from a wife, and giving books is like giving to a concubine.

Liu Mao glanced at the bookshelf. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back. He stood up, walked around the desk, and quickly came to the bookshelf, intending to take out the arithmetic books one by one and rearrange them.

The original position must be exactly the same, otherwise Liu Mao will feel uncomfortable and have trouble sleeping and eating, which is not an exaggeration.

Liu Mao knew something was wrong as soon as he got the "Nine Chapters of Several Books". He glanced at it and sure enough! Liu Mao sped up and took out the other five books one by one. Sure enough, the printing was rough and he didn't even need to open it to know what they were.

There is a huge difference between the private bookseller's private edition and the six imperial engravings in his collection. Moreover, for collectors, this is not a matter of price at all. Liu Mao was so angry that his face turned green and he gritted his teeth.

Without saying a word, he just handed a few books back to Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan gently pushed Liu Mao's hand away and complained: "It's not difficult to borrow again. Besides, we are both old friends who have known each other for many years. Why are you so polite? Take it and take it!"

Liu Mao especially insisted, go to hell with Chen Jianxian, there is no need to talk about this matter. If it weren't for the huge disparity between the two sides, Liu Mao would have beaten the person, or at least issued an eviction order on the spot.

Those beloved books, like beautiful flowers like jade, you just kidnapped and took them away, but you also sent back some yellow-faced women, and then you shamelessly told me everything?

Chen Ping'an put the books on the table, then took out a wooden handle from his sleeve and waved, "I missed it last time, I'll make it up this time."

When Chen Pingan came here before, in order to find out the clues about Fei Ran's whereabouts, an ordinary whisk belonging to Liu Mao's favorite was crushed by Chen Pingan inch by inch.

Liu Mao did not refuse this time.

Chen Pingan shook his long coat, crossed his legs, and began to puff. At the same time, he looked around. In this study, Chen Pingan finally found a mysterious letter written by Feiran. In addition to letting Feiran and Liu Mao

The plan failed, and the extra "reward" was to get a seal from Wen Hai's careful private collection. After Chen Pingan handed it over to Cui Dongshan, he finally took it to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.

As a price for reading the letter, Pei Min, who was disguised as the old housekeeper of Shen Guogong's mansion, asked for swordsmanship. At that time, he had an umbrella handle and flew from the Tiangong Temple outside the capital to Huanghua Temple like a flying sword on a rainy night, crashing through Chen Chen.

Peaceful belly.

One of the three great skills of Haoran, swordsmanship Pei Min.

He was once Bai Ye's half-fencing master and one of the two preachers in Lutai.

Liu Mao looked at the guy smoking a dry cigarette and asked, "When will Chen Jianxian come to Mirage City next?"

I don't even ask what I want from my visit tonight.

Chen Pingan was choked by this question and coughed endlessly. He is such a master of Huanghua Temple and treats others with such sincerity.

In fact, Liu Mao ascended to the Dragon Gate Realm, and looked at his posture and headed straight for the pill formation. This was a kind of statement with the Daquan Yao family. The Daquan Liu family no longer had any royal family Liu Mao, only a Taoist from Longzhou, so he wanted to practice Taoism with peace of mind.

The viewer is a god.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Who is Shen Guogong?"

Liu Mao shook his head and said, "I haven't seen him for a long time. It's up to you to believe it or not."

Chen Pingan leaned forward and took out a pen from the bamboo pen holder.

Liu Mao took a deep breath.

Fortunately, the guy rotated the pen holder, looked at it carefully, and quickly put it back into the pen holder.

Chen Pingan said there was no need to see off the guests, so he put away his cigarette rod, waved his sleeves to disperse the smoke, stood up and walked to the door, suddenly took out a book from his sleeve and threw it to Liu Mao, "Give it back to you."

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It's the "Celestial Phenomena and Star Chart" that was "long overdue".

Different from those arithmetic books, this "Celestial Phenomena and Star Chart" is a forbidden book by the imperial court. Even officials are not allowed to keep it secretly. Otherwise, it is equivalent to conspiracy and the crime is more serious than the common people hiding armor and crossbows.

Liu Mao stretched out his hand to take the book. To his surprise, he was not betrayed by Chen Jianxian.

Putting it on the bookshelf and returning it to its original place, Liu Mao suddenly thought of it and took it out again. He opened the pages and found that there were two side-by-side seals on the title page, and the same was true for the last page of the book.

, the same seal has two seals side by side.

"Think infinitely" and "take a step back and think".

"Be content", "Know enough".

Liu Mao took the book, walked to the window, opened it, and looked back at the light on the table.

The moon shines on a snowy day, the lights are smaller than those of fireflies, and the characters are brighter when the lanterns are blown.

After returning to the Wangxing Flower Pavilion, Pei Qian went back to his room to rest, but Cao Qinglang left the Xianjia Inn alone to enjoy the snow.

Chen Pingan took out Li Huai's two brochures, took out the pen and ink, and compared the problems in the brochures, analyzed and supplemented them one by one.

Xiao Mo was reading a fantasy novel with twists and turns, and was reading it with gusto.

Chen Pingan suddenly put away the book and said, "Xiao Mo, help protect the road for a moment."

Xiao Mo nodded silently, walked out of the house, closed the door gently, and stood in the corridor.

Chen Ping'an sacrificed a bird in a cage, then circulated the natal objects of the five elements, and at the same time mobilized the spiritual energy of the five qi houses, and began to concentrate on a landscape.

It was actually the thousand-mile mountains and rivers that bordered the Tuoyue Mountain.

During the confrontation with the culprit in the Natuoyue Mountain realm, Chen Ping'an actually had a quiet fugue.

First, I tried to learn more about the Ascension Platform ruins, and secondly, I was worried about being careful or brilliant, and hiding a backhand. Finally, I chose the location and target of the sword drop.

However, the chief disciple of Tuoyue Mountain's great ancestor soon took the initiative to capture and fight each other for a sword fight.

At this moment, inside the caged bird, Chen Ping'an is floating in the sky, independent of the empty room of heaven and earth.

First came Tuoyue Mountain, and then the nearby mountains, rivers, flowers and trees came into being one after another. Chen Ping'an used his mind to manifest the avenue and recreate the world.

Just when Chen Ping'an concentrated his mind, like a pedestrian stopping somewhere and looking at a flower between heaven and earth,

When he wanted to let the flower grow on its own, in an instant, the world of hearts and minds fell apart like porcelain.

As a result, there are many loopholes in this small world of birds in a cage.

Xiao Mo reminded softly: "Master, is it possible to reduce the scope of the land and reduce the number of things at the same time?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Re-imagine the world, it is no longer Tuoyue Mountain, but the pond behind the bamboo building. Finally, in the clear water, there is a golden lotus seed, which begins to grow slowly. The branches and leaves are out of the water, standing gracefully, and the lotus leaves are covered with water and have buds.

Waiting to be released, when the first lotus finally bloomed... Chen Ping'an put away his mind in an instant and took the initiative to dispel this vision.

Putting away a handful of caged birds, Chen Pingan walked to the window, opened it, and saw heavy snow falling.
To be continued...