This move must have eroded Qi Jinglong's moral integrity for many years.

Liu Jinglong said: "You don't need to take it too seriously, I actually gained a lot as well."

For the outside world, after visiting Zhengyang Mountain in Luolu Mountain, the Luolu Mountain that was always covered by clouds and fog finally revealed a corner. Although the owner of the mountain, Chen Ping'an, is also a Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator, he may have come from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The sword fairy Miyu has the best swordsmanship and the most lethality.

Once Miyu successfully reaches the Immortal Realm, it will definitely not be a small matter for the entire Aquarius Continent, whether on the mountain or at the bottom.

After all, any new Great Sword Immortal would have a huge impact on the existing pattern of mountains and rivers in any continent except the Divine Continent of Middle-earth.

Liu Jinglong suddenly laughed and said: "Anyway, I did a small favor to Luo Luoshan and Master Chen. Have some drinks? You can thank me or wish Mi Yu a breakthrough in advance. Master Chen seems to have

There’s no reason to refuse, right?”

Chen Ping'an immediately knew something was wrong. Liu Jinglong made an exception and took the initiative to drink. He was definitely prepared and said firmly: "Don't worry, I have something else to do. I will stay here for a while and I will leave for somewhere else soon."

Liu Jinglong grabbed Chen Pingan's arm and said, "We only have a few jars of wine each. With our drinking capacity, we won't be able to delay business."

Chen Pingan patted Liu Jinglong's arm, but it didn't work. He shook his arm vigorously, but it still didn't work. He could only say with sincerity in his eyes: "Something is really wrong!"

Xiao Mo had no choice but to help out and said: "Zong Master Liu, Master really has a big thing to do. Xiao Mo can only follow, or at most help clear the way, but he will not be able to protect the road at all afterwards."

Liu Jinglong let go of his hand and asked, "Where are you going?"

Chen Pingan said: "Go and take a look at the sycamore tree."

Liu Jinglong frowned slightly, "Don't you wait to return to the Jade Pure Realm?"

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, the level of your realm doesn't mean much, so I won't delay it."

Liu Jinglong could only remind: "Be careful."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "As long as you are not an enemy of someone's drinking table, everything will be fine."

Liu Jinglong was not in the mood to make jokes with this guy and asked: "How can we catch up with the celebration the day after tomorrow?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "This is definitely no problem. If we can't reach an agreement, it will only be a wasted trip, or the other party simply doesn't want to talk, and it is possible that they will be rejected directly."

Liu Jinglong asked: "Leaving immediately?"

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh and said: "I'm going to see Xiaomili first. Someone wants me to help deliver a message. Xiaomo, please wait for a moment. If Sect Leader Liu really wants to drink, eh?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said: "I understand."

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "On the day of the beginning of spring, Chen Ping'an, just wait for me."

When Chen Ping'an left Wucai Tianxia, ​​it was already dark, and when he returned to Haoran Tianxia, ​​it was noon.

A little girl in black with a golden pole on her shoulders was circling the bow and stern of the boat. While there was no one around, the guardian on her right hand held a green bamboo staff and quickly showed off her crazy sword skills.

Chen Ping'an climbed over the railing and came to the ferry deck. He smiled and said: "Good swordsmanship."

Xiaomi Li quickly threw the hiking stick in her hand on the ground. She immediately felt something was wrong and quickly picked it up again. On the way to the Haoren Mountain Master, Xiao Mili gently patted the green bamboo stick and apologized.

Chen Pingan said: "I went to Wucai Tianxia and met Mr. Wu. He asked me to send a message to say hello to you."

Xiaomi Li pursed her lips, nodded vigorously, coughed a few times, and said with a straight face: "Mr. Wu, you are too polite."

It was as if Mr. Wu was by his side, and then the two old Jianghu men, one big and one small, met each other and exchanged polite greetings there.

Chen Ping'an bent down and touched Xiao Mili's head.

Xiaomi Li smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she held both the green bamboo stick and the golden pole in her arms. She held the sleeve of the good mountain master with one hand, walked together, and said softly: "I'll go back to Luolu Mountain.

Prepare more melon seeds, pastries and dried fish."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "It's okay, but Xiaomi is more thoughtful."

Xiaomi Li asked: "Has the good mountain master forgotten?"

Chen Ping'an looked down and asked deliberately with a puzzled look on his face: "How do you say that?"

Xiaomi Li laughed and said: "Though is thoughtful, my surname is Zhou."

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "So that's the case, no wonder it's like that."

In Luopo Mountain, there is no monk that Chen Lingjun does not dare to offend.

Of course, there are no elders who can't hold a grain of millet.

Over in Feisheng City, Ning Yao was sitting in a room, instructing the little girl named Feng Yuanxiao on how to practice.

Sitting next to the table was a little girl carved in pink and jade, who looked extremely strange and charming. She was holding up a seal in her hand and looking at the seal by the light.

She "picked it up" from the table in the wing of a certain guy's house. Ning Yao didn't stop her, he just told her to remember to return it.

The seal is not big, but there are many seals, and some auspicious sayings with beautiful meanings are engraved on it: business, business, energy, swords, immortals, romance, gods, gods, couples, children, love.

Before Chen Pingan left Feisheng City, he left many Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters to the Ning Mansion.

I also didn’t forget to write a plaque and a few couplets for the new wine shop owned by the husband-and-wife team Qiu Long and Liu E.

A young man in white clothes was traveling far away again. He was riding the wind alone in the night. When he had nothing to do, he raised his arms high and put his fingers together, creating a series of brilliant lights in the air.

At the foot of Luolu Mountain, Xianwei is currently serving as the temporary gatekeeper. Xianwei is a fake Taoist priest and a real scholar. He is really poor. Thanks to Brother Dafeng, who has never met him but admires him endlessly, he left behind the mountain of books.

Therefore, I am not idle every day. I am either watching the female martial artist named Cen Yuanji walking back and forth along the mountain stairs, or I am carefully reading through Brother Dafeng's collection of books. Between some pages, whenever there is something "omitted to mention"

There will be a piece of paper sandwiched between the paragraphs. It turns out that the amazingly talented Brother Dafeng took up the pen himself and wrote down the wonderful content ranging from hundreds of words.

My Brother Da Feng is truly a man of God!

It makes people’s hearts boil when they see it.

Extremely talented person, my grandmaster!

Chen Lingjun came to the foot of the mountain and watched Brother Xianwei wrap himself up like a rice dumpling, huddled on a chair with his hands and feet curled up. Fortunately, he was still carrying a hand stove made by an old cook, but Brother Xianwei seemed to be in a good mood recently.

Every day is like making a fortune.

Chen Lingjun sat on a bamboo chair nearby and said with a smile: "You are a Taoist after all, how come you can't stand the cold?"

The Xianwei complained repeatedly, "It's even more difficult for monks in the lower five realms to endure the cold weather. Brother Lingjun, you are too ignorant of the sufferings of the people."

Chen Lingjun laughed and said nothing.

In the past, I actually knew a little about the waters of Yujiang River in Huangting Kingdom.

In those years, the Yujiang Water God Brothers spent a lot of water incense and avoided several droughts and floods within their jurisdiction.

Xianwei asked curiously: "When will Brother Dafeng come back?"

Chen Lingjun shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. I'll ask the master later."

I really miss the time when Zheng Dafeng was guarding the gate in Luolu Mountain.

There are two frustrations in life: men only have talent and knowledge but no background, and women only have faces but no back.

It was Zheng Dafeng who said it.

I want to create a path of love for the talented and beautiful people in the world.

That's what Brother Dafeng said.

On Luolu Mountain, the chief steward Zhu Lian received two guests today: Wu Yuan, the son-in-law of the Yuan family of Shangzhu State, a student of Cui Chan, the national teacher, and now the governor of Xinchu Prefecture.

There was also Jing Kuan who left Beijing and became the governor of Baoxi County.

The old cook went to the back mountain again to teach the two Cao disciples some boxing techniques.

Then Zhu Lian returned to the front mountain because someone knocked on the door at the Lotus Root Blessed Land, and it was Peixiang.

Now that Zhang Lun is no longer on the mountain, this matter has been left to Zhu Lian.

After Zhu Lian opened the door, he smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Peixiang's eyes were sad.

The Lord of the Fox Kingdom has a pair of long, autumn eyes, as if he is asking, in your eyes, what does it mean to be okay? If nothing happens, you will be nowhere to be found, and you will have nothing to say, right?

Melancholy is like a mountain, gathering in my brows; emotions are like water, flowing into my heart.

Zhu Lian smiled and handed over the sleeve stove in his hand, "It's good to come out and relax."

We went to the top of the mountain together, and Peixiang talked about the current world situation in Lotus Root Blessed Land. Zhu Lian didn't say much, but listened patiently.

After Peixiang had finished talking, Zhu Lian asked her about the current situation in the Fox Kingdom.

While chatting, they walked, and when they reached the white jade railing at the top of the mountain, Zhu Lian stood leaning on the railing, looking into the distance, with the mountain breeze blowing, and holding his hair on his temples with his palms.

Peixiang looked at Zhu Lian's side face and remembered a saying in the book for no reason.

The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed.

A young man named Shi Yuyan finally took a breather from his official duties and sat by the river. With chapped lips, he took out his flask and took a sip of strong wine to refresh himself.

The frostbite on my hands accumulated in the winter has not healed since the New Year is approaching. I am destined to not be able to return to Beijing to celebrate the New Year this year, so I just sent a family letter back.

The Dachong dynasty he belonged to was extremely upright in its restoration of the country.

His Majesty the Emperor, who is in his prime, has worked hard over the years to achieve great success in Dachong, both in terms of its reputation on the mountain and its national strength.

However, compared to the neighboring Aquarius Continent to the north, the so-called restoration of the country in Tongye Continent by the Dachong Dynasty was the most righteous. Naturally, it was only compared with the other countries in this continent, and it was considered a general among the shorter ones.
To be continued...