Sword comes

The three Taoist priests mentioned above, even though they were not wearing hibiscus crowns or fishtail crowns, their demeanor was still that of the so-called immortals.

The three people in front of him looked more like young men from wealthy families who were traveling around the mountains and visiting immortals, so the monk at the gate had to stop them and ask about their hometown and family background.

The girl in the mink hat turned over the Ministry of Justice's third-class peace card, and the words appeared.

The two words "Da Li" are very eye-catching, while the two words "San Deng" are slightly better.

The monk at the gate was a connoisseur, so he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He turned out to be the immortal master of Shangguo, a master of the Dali Ministry of Justice.

Fortunately, he was only of the "third rank", so it was not too scary. If a second-rank priest had come to the Yufang Sect in person, during this troubled time when Dali's imperial letter "named" him, the gatekeeper monk would have worried that his entire clan would be exterminated.

Even our Nascent Soul master who just came out of retreat may not be able to handle the situation.

I heard that as long as you have this sign, you can walk across the three continents of Aquarius, Uttarakuru and Tongye.

Especially in Tongyezhou, which is like the good grandchild of our Baopingzhou, some mountain and swamp cultivators were so bold that they first learned the authentic Dali Mandarin and then forged a "nothing to do" sign, and swindled their way to a good life. It seems that it was not until the Qingping Sword Sect, the lower sect of our Luopu Mountain, was established there, and a deputy head of Tianmu Academy named Wen began to personally take charge of solving the matter. It is rumored that he arrested more than a hundred people in one go and sent them to the academy to study the books of sages, that such "feats" gradually disappeared.

To be honest, every time he looked through those Shanshui Dibao, he felt moved when he saw those wild cultivators from Tongyezhou who not only swindled money from various countries, but could even swindle the body of the Genealogy Fairy.

Before passing through the mountain gate, the scholar in blue robes walking in the middle did not forget to bow to him.

The doorman felt a little better and returned the greeting, thinking that since they were high-ranking officials, they should be more polite than those Taoist priests of the Shen Gao Sect.

They climbed up the stairs. On both sides of the road were towering ancient trees with lush green shades. Most of them were hundreds of years old. The quiet stone steps drove away the summer heat.

Xie Gou asked tentatively: "Mountain Master, even with the three teachings of Gao Gu, you are still sure that you can't reshape the Yin God and Yang God, right?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Absolutely impossible."

He actually hoped that both the master and the Saint of Etiquette had seen and said something wrong. Is that possible?

Gao Gu's last preaching at Huayang Palace in Difei Mountain was a lecture, and the most important of the three lectures was about how to build a bridge of immortality.

This has pointed out a clear and definite method of climbing mountains for countless ordinary Taoist officials, mountain and swamp spirits and the like in the Qingming world.

Of course, most of them would not be able to successfully build a bridge after seeing this method, and would not be able to climb the mountain and embark on the path of cultivation. However, based on Gao Gu's insight, he deserves the title of "immeasurable merit"!

It made Xie Gou feel directly the spirit of some Taoists in ancient times.

What's more, there is the last lecture of "Talking about Swordsmanship". Xie Gou only said that if he has the opportunity to travel to Qingming Tianxia Difei Mountain in the future, he will pay his respects at the mountain gate. Or if he meets a Taoist official from the Huayang Palace in a certain place in the future, Xie Gou is willing to be more patient.

Xie Gou continued to ask: "Does the mountain master still have a chance to refine the natal character of a Confucian sage?"

You like to rub salt into wounds, don't you? Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Second Master Xie, why don't you go to Qingping Sword Sect with Chief Zhou?"

Xie Gou scratched his mink hat and said, "Then I just can't figure it out."

If the mountain master still had the Yin spirit that had left his body, and a Yang spirit outside his body, it would be better, and Xie Gou would not have to worry about it. He could just be the Dali Imperial Master, for example, let the Yin spirit leave his body and travel far away, and report to the Imperial Master's Mansion in the capital of Dali every day.

To put it another way, if the mountain master is really an orthodox Confucian disciple and secretly found the prototype of a certain natal character, that's fine. Being the Dali State Master is simply a "dojo" tailor-made for him. For example, if it is "wen" or "si", then he can spend more time on the affairs of the Dali Ministry of Rites. If it is "wu", spear, or military, then he can either listen to the invitation of the Saint of Rites or settle for the next best thing, and focus on the Dali Ministry of War.

But the problem is that these two paths are obviously not feasible.

Xie Gou whispered, "I dare to say something outrageous. The mountain master seems to have put the cart before the horse."

If he had already achieved the Dao and ascended, and started to proceed step by step, carefully exploring and verifying the Dao, it would be fine. But now Chen Ping'an is still in the immortal realm, far from the stage of a Taoist who is extremely quiet and thinking about action and actively involved in the world. Could it be that the path of refining all things was cut off by Jiang She, and the feasibility of the "ascension method" used by Taoist Ding to observe the Dao also failed, so the mountain master became disheartened and discouraged? Want to relieve depression by busying with worldly affairs and court affairs?

Xiao Mo suggested: "Young Master, why don't you look for a few secret Taoist books? Of course, the best ones are those with complete Taoist traditions that can help you practice the Dragon Supporting Technique at the same time?"

Xie Gou nodded vigorously and said, "Good idea!"

It's not a solution at all.

Being the Imperial Master of Dali, it's impossible for me to do a part-time job and have to contribute to the cost myself, right?

Xie Gou quickly said: "The Fulong technique here in Haoran Tianxia is quite complicated. Is there a suspicion that there are too many techniques and low levels? Since you want to go this way, don't be careless."

Xiao Mo smiled and nodded, "Of course I have to choose carefully."

Xie Gou began to wonder where he could "borrow" the Dharma and Taoist books. Hey, these two priests and a pair of Taoist companions really worry about the Taoist path of their mountain master.

Generally speaking, when talking about supporting the dragon, Taoism is bound to be mentioned. Chen Pingan served as the national teacher of Dali, and spent twenty to thirty years, or at most a hundred years, to make great achievements and help the Dali Dynasty, which had already become one of the top ten dynasties in the world, to prosper. Finally, he sat firmly on the top seat, and then he withdrew from the temple and returned to the mountains, which is in line with the saying "retire after success, it is the way of heaven".

Xiao Mo was thinking that the Taoist officials in Qingming Tianxia were the most proficient in this art. He could ask Fellow Daoist Bixiao for a few books. As for the origin of the Taoist books, that was something Fellow Daoist Bixiao needed to consider.

Or go to the Suichu Palace again? Ask Wu Shuangjiang for it? I believe that with this man's strategy, he will definitely have it. Maybe he will just wait for his own son to ask for it?

In a narrow sense, there are two types of dragon-supporting techniques. The lower part is to assist someone to ascend the throne and become the founding emperor during troubled times. The upper part is to assist the True Dragon King Zhu.

Or it could be more general, to come out of retirement to preside over government affairs, manage the country and benefit the people, assist the monarch to become the ancestor of the revival, prolong the country's prosperity, and bring peace and prosperity to the country. Or it could be to help the last monarch, the monarch and his ministers work together, turn the tide, reverse the signs of chaos, and turn the country into a peaceful one.

The most powerful one, of course, is like the embroidered tiger, who saved the world from collapse and gathered the strength of a country to save the shattered mountains and rivers of a continent.

When you walk to the mountainside, you will see a huge rock rising abruptly, with a "Feixiantai" carved on the cliff. The stone is carved into steps, and the climbing path is like a line in the sky, with iron chains on both sides as railings for climbing down the mountain. A pavilion with a pointed top is crowned on it, with mosses and vines hanging down like hair on all sides, and the tender green floating mist is charming and lovely.

Chen Pingan looked up at the "Flying Fairy Terrace", but had no intention of entering the pavilion. He said, "It's not that it's useless. In the short term, in the next thirty to fifty years, using the Taoist-oriented Dragon Fushu to govern the Dali government will indeed be beneficial to practicing Taoism. But it's just that it's not as meaningful as calculating the will of heaven. If Senior Brother Cui was watching, he would probably look at me with a smile, as if to say, 'That's it'?"

Xie Gou frowned. Listening to the mountain master's implication, did he think of more meanings? If he were in his shoes, Xie Gou would be annoyed. Is there really always a way out?

A stream flew across the sky, and a bridge was suspended to cross it. Looking down and back at the mountain road I had come from, it was lost in the clouds, and I thought the peaks I had walked on were already beneath my feet.

According to mountain records, two streams named Chixi and Qingxi merge here, one stream is as red as blood, and the other is as green as jade.

The ancestral mountain of the Yufang Sect does not lead to the ancestral hall in a straight line. There is a mountain road cut by a knife, like the back of a crucian carp, leading to a higher mountain. Chen Pingan found a cane at random, held it in his palm and gently wiped it, and it became an ancient hiking stick. He walked on the top of the mountain that was only a few feet wide. The path was paved with large bluestone slabs. The sea of ​​clouds on both sides of the ridge crashed against the wall and surged. Under the sunlight, it set off waves of golden waves, and occasionally a group of birds flew out of the sea of ​​clouds.

On the stone road, the crisp sound of a hiking stick poking the ground was heard. Chen Pingan was silent for a long time and explained: "According to the established plan, my foundation in the immortal realm is not bad. I have a certain chance of proving the Tao and ascending to the realm of ascension by protecting the Tao for Taoist Ding. I am greedy and never eat my fill."

"I will follow the steps to become a martial arts god to the first level. Of course, it would be best if I could become the eleventh level. Before I am a hundred years old, I will realize my ambition of becoming a god in the flesh. I will live in seclusion in the Taoist temple and draw talismans. The more the better. I will draw millions of talismans to build the ladder. So even if I didn't have this fight with Jiang She, I would only have the five elements of my life left, and I would turn everything in my human body, the world, into chaos."

"What I'm looking for is a pure swordsman at the Fourteenth Realm."

"The path to harmony is to ascend to heaven."

"So the first thing to do when becoming a pure swordsman in the Fourteenth Realm is to ask for the sword's meticulousness."

Xie Gou thought about it and finally came to a conclusion. When it comes to practicing Taoism, the mountain master is actually not stupid, and Jiang She really deserves a beating!

Chen Ping'an looked calm, without any sadness or even resentment on his face.

With two cliffs facing each other, they walked on a sunny plank road. Suddenly, the sounds of monkeys and birds could be heard in the mountains.

The light on the plank road on the opposite cliff was so dim that pedestrians had to carry lanterns. The solitary lights were like the phosphorescent flames on tombs at night.

Xiao Mo glanced at the opposite side and thought that those people were probably the menial disciples of the Yufang Sect.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "When I was young, life was quite tiring, but I had to grit my teeth and persist in living, and I had to live uprightly. Deep down in my heart, I naturally hoped that the neighbors would remember the kindness of my parents for a long time. No matter what, they left early, but they still raised a well-mannered child. The same is true for taking over the position of Dali National Master."

"Brother Cui doesn't care about his reputation after death, but I care about the world's views and evaluations of Cui Luo. I care a lot."

“I admit that I have obsessions.”

"I will correct all the mistakes that Senior Brother Cui deliberately left behind, and make up for the omissions. I want to make what is already good and right even better, and tend towards a more genuine 'goodness'. This is a test paper that the examiner has left on Senior Brother's "desk". The good or bad of the Dali Dynasty in the next hundred years, and whether I have made the Dali Dynasty that Senior Brother Cui and Mr. Qi have placed their hopes on better, are the answers that only I know in my heart."

"But if I stop here, then I am a pure scholar with a good conscience? As Cui Luo's personal protector and the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, if I don't contribute, who will? If I don't inherit Cui Luo's legacy of contribution and knowledge, who can?"

"Emperor Song He, does he really not want to completely get rid of Xiu Hu's shadow? Let him lead the Dali Dynasty into a new year alone? But I appeared, and he had no choice."

This kind of thinking is human nature. It is normal. Originally, when Shen Chen, Zhangsun Mao, Wei Li and other old men left the court one by one, whether Wei Liang, one of Cui Luo's confidants, would stay or leave actually depended on whether Wei Liang knew what was good for him. After that, whether it was Zhao Yao, Cao Gengxin, Wu Wangcheng and other newly rising Dali central officials, they would all revolve around the will of Emperor Song He. Over time, the monarch and his subjects reached a tacit understanding, and the latter began to rotate on their own.

The last time the Confucian Temple held a meeting, it was decided that the Ministers of Rites of all the countries in Haoran Jiuzhou must be Confucian scholars from the academy, but the Confucian Temple finally gave a 20-year buffer. It is interesting to think that Li Huai, who is already a sage in the Shanya Academy, may become the Minister of Rites of a small country in the south in the future. There is no way. When he was traveling and studying in the past, Li Huai was the youngest among the group, and he had to have someone to "protect him" when he took a shit in the middle of the night.