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Chapter 917 On the Road of Peace in the Sound of Reading(3/3)

Lin Zhengcheng said calmly: "I don't do bad things in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."

Lu Chen said sadly: "I should have tears in my eyes when I met a fellow villager in a foreign land, why did Brother Lin curse me again?"

Lin Zhengcheng asked directly: "When will Master Lu return home?"

Lu Chen complained: "This is a sad thing for you. Don't forget that we are fellow villagers."

Lin Zhengcheng was extremely insincere, "Oh, if Master Lu doesn't say it, Mr. Lin really forgot about this."

Lu Chen smiled angrily and said, "Forget it if others don't know, you will not know. I am the one who sacrificed my life and wanted to accompany Chen Ping'an to travel through the wilderness of the world, make achievements and look at the world."

Lin Zhengcheng nodded and said, "It is because he knows this that he is willing to chat with Master Lu tonight, otherwise I would have issued an order to expel the guest."

Lu Chen raised his hands, made a posture of qi sinking into his dantian, and said to himself: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. You can't be punished, you can't be punished."

Lin Zhengcheng hesitated for a moment, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "I just talk about this, I'm not doing it very well. I'm convinced. I'm a man."

Isn't it still a swearing?

But Lu Chen immediately smiled and brightened his face, "Brother Lin said such good words that warmly hearts. Maybe I am willing to protect Lin Shouyi, the nephew! I just went from the Nascent Soul to the Jade Pu, not from the Immortal to the Ascension, it is a trivial matter."

"If Master Lu is willing to change his surname, I can add a name next time I compile the family tree and put it on the first page. Anyway, the incense burning in the ancestral hall will be filled with nine incense sticks."

"Brother Lin, you'll be bored if you chat like this. I'm also a tough guy. I'm a fierce person who doesn't recognize his relatives."

"Then I'll change my last name?"

"Brother Lin, please respect yourself!"

Seeing that Brother Lin started to pretend to be mute again, Lu Chen had to take the initiative to speak: "It's just a few days ago. The Confucian Temple issued an order to expel guests earlier than Brother Lin. I must leave Haoran at the end of this year. Once the spring begins, I will close my door for me. After all, I can't bear to leave me. Apart from that, I really can't think of a second reason."

Lin Zhengcheng said: "I heard that the second leader just accepted a disciple."

Lu Chen said in surprise: "Why don't I know about this?"

Alas, this senior brother Yu, no matter what happened, he didn't say hello to me, the junior brother.

Rong Nuodao calculated by counting his fingers, oh, coincidence, his surname is Yang, he is nicknamed Xiao Tianjun, or is his fellow villager in Haoran, who is originally from the Taoist sect. The second senior brother can do it. He is learning from our master and accepting a foreigner as a disciple?

But the question is, how can Yang Ningxing in Beiju Luzhou be compared with himself? If a young man is suffocated, he will be the second "elegant prime minister" Yao Qing.

Fortunately, I am not a close disciple of Senior Brother Yu, otherwise I would have to stop him.

Lu Chen stood up, shook his sleeves, "When everything comes out, it seems that there is nothing to do."

Just like when Chen Ping'an had borrowed a body of Taoism with him before, he couldn't help but feel emotion that when the realm is higher, the world will be smaller.

In fact, this is also the common feeling of all the great monks in the Ascension Realm and the Fourteenth Realm.

The world is full of people's hearts, mountains and rivers are full of water, and it looks like it is carved from a mold.

In the Western Buddhist Kingdom, Lu Chen dared not go again. The wild world cannot go for the time being. In addition to Bai Ze who returned to the wilderness, there is actually an existence that lives on the same life as the wilderness world.

It is called "南". It was born in the barbarian land and in the great wilderness.

The little girl who is similar to the colorful world, is now in Jiachun, how old she is.

Of course, it is also the same as the old fisherman who was unwilling to make a boat for the Supreme Master and his group of people.

As for Qingming Tianxia and Western Buddhist Kingdom, there are naturally similar existences. It was because Lu Chen knew the inside story of this incident that he had the saying "Heaven and earth are born together with me, and all things are one with me."

Before the ancestors of the three religions disperse the Tao, they will definitely meet their "Fellow Taoists" each.

Dare to ask about the heart? Only the Tao gathers the emptiness. The spirit of the snow is to eliminate filth and fatigue. If the emptiness of the heart is to gather the Tao in your heart.

Don’t seek outside, seek blessings for yourself. When you think about it, it’s wisdom.

Heaven moves vigorously, a gentleman strives for self-improvement, a gentleman carries things with virtue. Therefore, a gentleman is cautious in his own self-improvement, respects ghosts and gods and stays away from it.

Lin Zhengcheng stood up, "I won't see you off."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It seems that the silhouettes of the old porcelain mountain are even more inconspicuous than those broken porcelain pieces."

Those sams.

He is like the preachers of exquisite porcelain, and also like the preachers of protecting the Taoist mountains and rivers and leaving silently after a journey.

In Lu Chen's view, the real samurai in the world is probably the parents of all children.

Lin Zhengcheng suddenly asked: "The locust wood sword that Chen Ping'an took away from the town was the first time he visited the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It seemed to be handed over to the old sword immortal, but it has never been returned. Is it related to the priest of the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

Lu Chen curled his lips, "I was no longer in the town at that time, and not to mention that this matter was obviously Qi Jingchun's actions, so how could I guess?"

Lu Chen also asked a question, "Now, at the entrance of the warehouse of the Kiln Supervision and Construction Bureau, should we replace Spring Festival couplets every year as usual?"

Lin Zhengcheng shook his head and said, "It's not changed for many years, it's the national teacher's intention."

In the past, the Kiln Supervision and Construction Office had a heavily guarded warehouse, which was responsible for the storage of all kinds of imperial porcelain made. If the acceptance was correct, it would be sent to the capital secretly regularly.

During the years when Lu Chen set up a stall, he went there sneakily several times.

It is filled with porcelain, dazzling and beautiful.

But Lu Chen was not trying to be so pleasing to the eye. Every time he got there, he would take out a small stool and sit, close his eyes and listen.

Listening to the slight sound of the ice cracked porcelain opening, like a string of wind chimes, the masters said it to be a kind of "shocking wind", like the sound of nature.

There is a couplet posted at the door of the warehouse, which is usually done by a saint, and is used to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. If a Taoist saint is in charge for a long time, he will also use peach wood taken from Taoye Lane as the base plate of the Spring Festival couplets.

Lu Chen remembered the last time he went to the warehouse, and there was a Spring Festival couplet written last year hanging outside the door.

In the sound of reading, the weather is good, and everything is blessed.

On the Taiping Road, the country is prosperous and the people are safe, and the New Year is welcome every year.

Lu Chen's body flashed and left the Hongzhou Cutting Garden. In a flash, he came to the stone arch bridge of the town of the past. He walked along the water in the night. The young Taoist priest came to the green cliff, alone, looking up at the sky.

Looking at the galaxy in the countryside and the snails compete for the avenue on the horns.

Old friends should laugh at me, dream in my dreams, and see my body outside.
Chapter completed!
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