Sword comes

Night boat in Lingxi City, the private courtyard of the acting city lord.

Chen Ping'an took a nap and didn't know how much time was wasted. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the house, sitting on a chair.

Pei Qian beside him said softly: "Master, can you take a nap for a while longer?"

The old scholar sitting opposite stroked his beard and smiled, "Just take a rest, it's okay. Take a moment to relax from your busy schedule, the sky won't fall."

The Confucian Temple and the ancestral temple of the military strategists were in chaos, and they asked him to go back to take charge of the situation, but the old scholar pretended not to hear and was unaware.

Ning Yao said, "Wu Shuangjiang has returned to Qingming Tianxia, ​​leaving two items for Cui Dongshan, and put all the rewards he could give in them. He said that for those he didn't bring with him, Xiaomo could hand over a sword and immediately go to Qingming Tianxia, ​​first to the Guandao Temple of Mingyue Haocai, and then let Senior Bixiao accompany Xiaomo to the Suichu Palace. In this way, it would be a fair viewing, and Bai Yujing wouldn't dare to say anything. Mr. Zheng is still in the yard outside, and he wants to chat with Bai Jing for a while."

Chen Pingan nodded. Opposite him was Jiang She, who was sitting with a big horse and a golden sword. He put his hands in his sleeves, turned sideways, and put his arms on the armrests of the chair. For a moment, he didn't know how to talk to Pei Qian next to him.

Outside the door and in the courtyard, Zheng Juzhong returned the two flying swords "Upstream" and "Downstream" to Bai Jing and thanked her.

Xie Gou was totally unprepared and took back his natal flying sword. He didn't worry about whether Zheng Juzhong had done anything wrong. He grinned and said, "Oh, my rank has been improved a lot. I should thank Mr. Zheng. If there is a similar opportunity to ask for a sword in the future, just say hello and I will borrow it from you."

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "It's a courtesy to return gifts."

Xie Gou was moved and said, "In the past, the most boring thing about the Dao was sparring with fellow swordsmen. Apart from a worthless Dao name, there was nothing to gain. I once forcibly separated several natal flying swords, but they were always difficult to use for myself, and they were all scrapped. It was a waste of time and a waste of natural resources, which made me angry. Those scrapped swords were at most used to scare people, and over time, my reputation became bad, and people misunderstood that I had seven or eight natal flying swords. Ha, it was all a misunderstanding."

Zheng Juzhong has his own opinion, "It's because we haven't tried and failed enough times."

Xie Gou hummed and nodded vigorously, saying, "At that time, there were too few Taoist friends with whom I could have a serious chat. I had to figure out sword techniques, Taoist methods, and cultivation methods on my own. It would have been great if I had met Mr. Zheng earlier."

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said nothing.

Xie Gou understood. If they met earlier, either they would get along well or only one of them would be left. With her temper and patience, and Zheng Juzhong's brain, there would be no room for maneuver as long as they both wanted to kill each other.

Xie Gou sighed, "What a big commotion. Can you tell me the details of what happened?"

Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said, "It's useless to say more."

Before leaving, Zheng Juzhong said something incoherent, "If you get the right method, writing regular script and cursive script can both nourish your spirit."

“Only when writing regular script, the more you master it, the more energy you will waste.”

"But the advantage is that it is suitable for long stories. Once you have written it and put it on the table or hang it on the wall, the more closely and the longer the knowledgeable bystanders look at it, the more frightened they will be."

Xie Gou nodded and said, "I thought about this when I was in Luopu Mountain and Shiwanda Mountain, but I just couldn't make up my mind."

She understood Zheng Juzhong's intention very well. Earlier, when Xie Gou saw Yu Xuan accepting the purple aura gifted by Daozu at Luopu Mountain, he felt very uncomfortable. It was not because he couldn't stand seeing others do well, but because he was angry about his own incompetence. I am ashamed to bring a short sword just to see the mountain!

Sword cultivator Bai Jing, his talent is too high, his opportunities are too good, and his practice is too smooth. In the human world ten thousand years ago, whether it was sword fighting or grudges, Bai Jing didn't need any "long stories", they were all like short swords.

Xie Gou raised his chin and whispered, "Mr. Zheng, why don't you go into the house to calm the situation? I'm afraid there will be another quarrel and another fight."

Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said, "I am useless there. This is not a place where reason can be used."

Xie Gou was shocked and said, "Mr. Zheng, why do you have to belittle yourself?"

Zheng Juzhong said self-deprecatingly: "I have never known what love means. This applies to family, love, and friendship."

Xie Gou looked at him with pity and sighed, "It's a bit pitiful."

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "Not bad."

Xiao Mo in the distance had no choice but to remind him: "Don't be disrespectful when talking to Mr. Zheng."

Xie Gou put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Mr. Zheng, listen to this, Xiao Mo is already controlling me before I even get married."

Zheng Juzhong said, "Then I will take this opportunity to thank you two on behalf of Palace Master Wu. He kindly asks you to take care of fellow Taoist Konghou."

Xie Gou waved his hand and said, "Wu Shuangjiang's words are superfluous!"

She and Konghou, who is the music score editor, are good sisters and they are both from the same small group.

Zheng Juzhong looked at Liu Xianyang and nodded in greeting.

Liu Xianyang smiled brightly and bowed to Gu Can's master.

After Zheng Juzhong left, he waved to the girl in the mink hat and said, "Dog, goblin, come this way. Chief Zhou, who has worked so hard and made great contributions, wants to see you."

They met in Lingxi City and exchanged information. Liu Xianyang told him the woman's explanation, and Cui Dongshan talked about his insights into the ancient battlefield ruins.

The girl in the mink hat frowned and trotted over to stand beside Xiaomo. "What's the matter?"

Jiang Shangzhen looked shy, rubbing his hands and said, "Master Cui intends to recommend me as the deputy mountain master. I wonder what Second Master Xie thinks?"

Xie Gou rubbed his mink hat and frowned, "How many punches did Chief Zhou take from Jiang She to say such a thing? Is he seriously injured? Forget about being the deputy mountain master or not, go see the doctor quickly."

Jiang Shangzhen continued to form cliques and factions, lowering his voice and saying, "Miss Xie, think about it. If I become the deputy mountain master, the position of the chief worshiper will be vacant. Who will fill the vacancy? Who should fill the vacant second seat? The chief and second seat in the same mountain, a perfect match for a Taoist couple."

Xie Gou rested his palm on his chin and thought about this matter seriously.

Liu Xianyang encouraged from the side: "Dog, what's so difficult about this? It's not generous!"

Xie Gou waved his hand and said disdainfully: "Friends are friends, rules are rules, and you really have no say in this kind of family affairs."

Xiao Mo's eyebrows were filled with gloom, and he asked in his heart: "Master Cui, the young master has lost so many life objects, even the imitation white jade capital was broken. If this is not a damage to the foundation of the Tao, how can it be considered? How to make up for it? The Taoist book given by Palace Master Wu is good, after all, distant water cannot quench immediate thirst."

Cui Dongshan said with a gloomy face: "Liu Xianyang and Pei Qian were present just now, so I couldn't say much. In fact, even the five elements of life objects were broken. The human body is a small world, and there is nothing left of the life objects."

Xiao Mo said angrily: "Then why keep Jiang She alive? Just kill him!"

Cui Dongshan felt extremely aggrieved and said helplessly, "This is a decision made by the master, Zheng Juzhong, and Wu Shuangjiang together. The master's wife held back and didn't say anything. What can I say? It's useless to risk my life to advise him."

Although Xie Gou couldn't hear Xiao Mo's inner voice, he could sense Xiao Mo's strangeness and quickly tried to dissuade him, "Xiao Mo, don't be impulsive. Mr. Zheng just said that if he really kills Jiang She on the spot and leaves only his skeleton, our mountain master will have truly and completely lost all his money."

Xiao Mo's face was gloomy as he said, "Zheng Juzhong, who is not even a sword cultivator, stop talking nonsense to me. If he doesn't kill Jiang She and grind his bones to dust, it will be the biggest obstacle to his Tao heart. There will be hidden dangers when he ascends to heaven with a sword in the future. This is the biggest loss for you, sir."

Xie Gou was also angry. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his mink hat wildly, staring with wide eyes and said, "Stinky Xiaomo! In this matter, I have the final say!"

Chen Pingan's inner voice rang out, "Why are you arguing? I have my own plan, and I'll talk to you in detail later. Also, Xiaomo, please be polite when talking to Gouzi."

In addition, the three of them heard a voice in their hearts, "Grand Sect Master Cui, you have made new achievements, right? I will settle the score with you later."

"Who are you trying to show your ugly face to? Hurry up and apologize to Xie Gou."

"Gouzi, please be a little considerate of Xiaomo. Forget it, don't be considerate. It's bullshit. He is just asking for a scolding. Just scold him."

inside the house.

The atmosphere was weird and unusually dull.

The seats were arranged by the old scholar himself.

Over here sits the old scholar, Jiang She, who writes five-character poems.

On the opposite side, there are Chen Pingan, Pei Qian, and Ning Yao.

It was the old scholar who spoke first: "Ping An, please tell us roughly what happened and why. Fellow Taoist Wu Yan, please tell us roughly what happened."

Chen Pingan, who had his hands in his sleeves, stretched out his hands when the master spoke, nodded, looked at Pei Qian, and said: "No matter what decision you make, Master understands and supports it, and will definitely respect your choice."

Pei Qian had a blank expression on his face, and he said through his teeth, "Then just accept them as your cheap parents."

Chen Pingan said: "Speak from the heart."

Pei Qian lowered his head.

Ning Yao reached out and rubbed Pei Qian's head, and said with a smile: "Your master has won the fight, so what is there to worry about?"

Pei Qian was about to speak when Chen Pingan suddenly said, "Let me decide this matter, Pei Qian?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously.

Chen Pingan asked: "Jiang She?"

Jiang She breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "You have the final say."

Wu Yan's eyes lit up and he did not hide his gratitude.

The old scholar nodded gently. In this way, Pei Qian would not be embarrassed.

Our Wensheng lineage is the most protective of its children.

The room fell silent.

There's really not much to talk about.

The girl in the mink hat swaggered to the door, knocked stealthily, and asked, "Mountain Master, Mountain Master's wife, are you done talking? Can I dare to interrupt?"

Ning Yao didn't say anything, Chen Pingan frowned and nodded, "Let's finish talking about business."

Xie Gou said seriously, "That's good. Chief Zhou has an immature idea. He wants us to communicate with each other before discussing the matter in the Grand Master Hall of Jise Peak, so as to avoid putting it on the formal agenda. You oppose me and I support him, and she says she wants to discuss it again, which will cause a lot of noise and arguments, and waste the precious time of the mountain master's cultivation."

Jiang She felt a headache after listening to this. Who did Bai Jing learn the way of speaking from?

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Then wait until he has matured his ideas."

Jiang Shang was really anxious, and quickly walked up the stairs, "Mountain Master, this idea of ​​mine is a careful decision after careful consideration!"

Xiao Mo stood beside Xie Gou, reaching out his hand to gently touch her head. Liu Xianyang crossed his arms, leaned against the door with a smile, and said that he must support Chief Zhou for once. He looked at Chen Pingan in the room and gave him a thumbs up. Cui Dongshan sat on the doorstep, pecking at rice like a chicken, raised two fingers together, and said that he could guarantee that Chief Zhou was right. Jiang Shang was really confident, and the promotion was a sure thing. Wu Yan looked at Pei Qian, whose expression had eased a lot. Jiang She did not dare, or could not bear to look at the opposite side, so the man just looked gentle and gently patted the back of his Taoist partner's hand. Ning Yao supported his chin with one hand, squinting his eyes with a smile, as if he was chatting with Pei Qian in his heart. The old scholar let out a long breath, leaned lazily against the back of the chair, turned his head and smiled and looked at the brightly lit doorway.

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When the old boatman was finally willing to row the boat out of the sect's territory, the lonely boat disappeared in the vast blue waves.

Qi Tingji carried with him a Qingni blessed land and was about to set off for Fuyaozhou to personally exchange the blessed land with Liu Tui.

I went to the shed first, where Shao Yunyan, Madam Fenyan, and three disciples were drinking.

Shao Jianxian's eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose. Qi Tingji was too lazy to explain anything to him. He just said that he would go to Tianyao Township immediately and went down the mountain to find Lu Zhi.