Chapter 414: Those sorrows and sorrows on the apex of the heart

The academy has become a small world where the saints sit in the town, the top of the Donghua Mountain, and there is no hole in the sky.
After Mao Xiaodong's operation of the great supernatural powers, the weather in the mountains was actually golden autumn.
Autumn is cool.
Chen Pingan sat in the west, with a multicolored-golden stove in front of him, and the aura of the aquarium, which was kept by the water house, was "ignited" by a pure Wufu, which drove the fire in the furnace. A clump of refining is really hot.
Dan furnace suddenly shines brightly, such as a round of human sun.
The golden wenwan hovered over the Dan furnace and slowly descended.
Chen Pingan is no stranger to this, step by step, to be born out of the immortal refining method of the immortal prayers in front of the buried river water temple, driving a can of palm-sized gold sand, sprinkled into the Dan furnace, the fire is more rapid, Shining Chen’s entire face is bright red, especially the clear eyes that have seen thousands of mountains and waters, and they are getting more and more beautiful. The hands that had been used for many times to burn porcelain were not shaking at all. The heart of the lake was like a mirror, and there was another ancient well.
The golden daring that was
saw out
from the heart of the city by the city’s grandfather, began to rise and fall in the Dan furnace, slowly turning and turning.
There are many good-hearted believers in the country of color clothing for hundreds of years, the incense of the year after year, and the death of Wen Chen after Shen Wen’s death, and the true spirit of the true spirit, as well as the seal of the seal of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain The divine spirit that was born, the stars, such as the stars of the first night sky.
Among the many treasures of heaven and earth, it is the most difficult to refine and refine the relics of the Wusheng people in the Jingcheng Wu Temple of Baoguozhou, and the millennium horns that are half a length.
Chen Ping's peace of mind, just keep a steady step, no mistakes, and the refining of the fairy that "everything can be refined".
The sabre that once followed the life of the Wu Shengren’s life, hovered over the Dan furnace, gradually melted, starting from the tip of the knife, melting a drop of golden waterdrops, falling into the multicolored-golden stove, the more to the back, the water droplets The speed of falling is getting faster and faster, and it is connected in series. If someone can use the method of internal view, they can live in the small furnace of Dan furnace, and then look up, the string of water will be like a golden Tianhe waterfall, come to the world. .
Gold main lungs.
Those who want to nurse their lungs and repair their abilities have already explored a law. It is vital to have three points: Qihai, Suizhong and Feishu.
When Chen Pingan breathed, he intentionally or unintentionally used the mode of Jianqi 18 to stop, and the three air-powered passages of the air-powered system, three of them were shut, and the sword was like a rainbow. Chen Ping’s skin was slightly up and down, such as The sound of the sand and the drums of the Donghua Mountain are not heard, but in reality, the small world in the human body, the three battlefields, full of the meaning of the sword-based chill, like the three huge battlefield sites, there is still a sword Xian Yingling does not want to rest in peace.
More than 30 pieces of Tianhua Dibao's refining and refining have their own order, and they must be put into the furnace on time at the scheduled time. There is no difference. The size of the furnace is not to be biased.
At this moment, Mao Xiaodong, as a Confucian saint who sits in the town's college, can use the mellow secret method to express his voice, instead of worrying about Chen's distraction, so that he is enchanted.
Only Chen Ping did not give him this opportunity.
Chen Pingan always concentrates on his mind, and he has no heart to mind. With the immortal refining road, one piece of heavenly earth treasure is made up of reality. With the water house continuing the aura and the pure instinct of the new life again and again, carefully control the heat of the Dan furnace. The "sand field" of the three-storied and powerful three-storied government is due to the golden spirit of refining and chemical industry, which involves Confucian practice. Compared with the refining and chemical life of the ordinary practicing spirits, there is still a big one. The trouble is to silently recite some of the words related to the Five Elements, such as the sages and poems with the words Xi, Qiu, Ran, and most of them are Chen Ping’s selection from the bamboo slips. The younger half is Mao Xiaodong. The suggestion at the time of the study.
This level, in the Confucian practice, is hailed as "seeking the sages with the words of the lungs."
Mao Xiaodong is actually worried about this level.
In fact, the first time I went to the Dacheng Jingcheng Confucian Temple, I would not only get back the red cliffs of the Cliff College, but also borrow more rituals and rituals. It is because Mao Xiaodong is afraid of Chen Ping’s refining, and there is a flaw here. After all, Chen Pingan has never touched the practice of Confucian scholars in the academy, and there is no way to go through the sea. It can only be compensated by the operation of a rich text in the works of the temple, forcibly breaking through.
But fortunately, Chen Ping’s work is better than the old man’s imagination.
This means that Chen Ping’s study, he really read it in. The reader read the book and said that he recognized each other, and he became the foundation of Chen Ping’s own life. Just like Mao Xiaodong’s way of taking Chen Ping’s to the Confucian Temple, he said casually that the words on the book would not be long-legged. Can you run into your stomach and fly into your heart, you must rely on yourself to
break
and read The broken one is broken! The truth of Confucianism is indeed numerous, but it is never a cage of restraint. That is the root of what you want from the heart.
Mao Xiaodong was very emotional.
The authentic Confucian Temple in the Middle-earth Shenzhou has a secret school that is not revealing. All of them are an article and a sentence that the Confucian sages left to the world and recognized by the heavens and the earth.
The word has a size, and the golden light is dark.
The golden text closest to the ground, the larger the font, the brighter the brilliance.
There have been many ancestors of the ancestors of the philosophers, or some rising stars who are famous in the world. They pay tribute to this place and let them use their magical powers. Some of the heights are already countless, and they are not moving like the Middle Five Mountains. The literary articles, they can shake, and even move many of them to other places, but no one has been able to move the golden text on the ground like giant corn.
Because that is the Holy Master, and the fundamental knowledge of the Holy Spirit.
But even so, the words of the Most Holy Master and Li Sheng who hovered over the height of the school hall will fade away and will dissipate on their own. In the secret history of the Temple of Literature, the first time such a situation occurs, the school sage Shocked, horrified. Even a Confucian associate teacher who was sitting in the Confucian Temple at that time had to bathe and change clothes, and went to the holy statue of the Holy Master and the Holy Spirit to ignite the fragrance.
Only the two saints still did not show up.
It was at that time that the scholar who had not been honored as a sub-Sacred by the Confucian culture said, "There is no such thing as a difficult study under the sun. There is no perfect article under the sun. It is not worth making a fuss. Otherwise, we should read it later." What do you learn?"
The Temple of Literature is therefore very popular.
Mao Xiaodong put away his thoughts and looked at the young people who were sitting opposite themselves.
Its shape, high-spirited, such as Yaolin Qiongshu, natural dust and dust.
Its god, the pearl of luminous, seems to be a round of the moon in the world, not the moon palace gods to take back the heavens, countless fragments like the starlight, such as the stars.
There are such little teachers.
As a brother, can you not be honored?
This has nothing to do with the birth and the high level.
His Mao Xiaodong's husband is Wen Sheng, the brothers have Qi Jingchun, they are around them, they also know Aliang early, and they are also optimistic about the Book of Rites. They even asked the middle-class scholar who opened a small hole in the Yellow River.
He has had a lot of big opportunities, walked through many roads, learned countless high-ranking people, and even drunk countless wines with his farmer's ancestors.
But Mao Xiaodong still feels that he is not as good as Chen Ping.
Because he Mao Xiaodong missed too much, failed to catch.
Cui Dongshan once said inadvertently that Chen Ping’an left the most dangerous section of the post of Tianzhudong.
It was not what was beaten and killed, but Aliang found him.
That seem to have only a half-point test of Fu Yuan. If Chen Ping’s heart is moving, it will be like Zhao Wei. Maybe in the years to come, like Zhao Wei, there is another chance, but Chen Ping An will definitely miss Aliang, miss Qi Jingchun, miss Qi Jingchun's biggest opportunity to help him hard, miss the old show, and finally miss the favorite woman, one step wrong, step by step wrong, full of loses.
Mao Xiaodong had to ask at the time, "What is Chen Ping’s safety?"
Cui Dongshan gave a very unreasonable answer at the time. "My husband knows that he is stupid. Of course, luck is also there."
Mao Xiaodong also wants to ask the bottom, but Cui Dongshan has been reluctant to say it.
In the end, the ritual rituals that Mao Xiaodong moved from the Jingcheng Confucian Temple failed to deliver charcoal in the snow, but it was a icing on the cake.
However, Mao Xiaodong is certainly more happy about this.
This means that the golden refining will be the rank of the life, and will be higher.
From that water mark, of course, it will be inferior, but under the sun, where can I find a seal that Qi Jingchun engraved with her own spirit?
It is Mao Xiaodong who feels sorry for Chen Ping’s, even if the mountain print is broken on the side of the dragon's ditch, otherwise it will create a big pattern of
land and water dependence
, but it is not the success of the two pieces of life. It’s so simple to practice the spirits of the two kings, and the three peaks on the board! Even if the remaining three pieces of the life-threatening items are worse, as long as they are close to the five elements, they will break the first door of the martial arts, and go straight to the Five Elements!
However, Mao Xiaodong is also clear that carrying Qi Jingchun's mountain prints to go upside down, it is very likely that there will be big twists and turns.
These seemingly unspeakable choices are probably the result of Chen Ping’s more than boxing, practicing swords and reading, and even more intrinsic
fundamental knowledge
than some of the truths he has already realized.
On this matter, Cui Dongshan actually has the most research, the gods and the souls, the depths of the soul, why is it, Cui Dongshan and Cui Wei on this subtle and deep road, go very far, maybe the farthest person in the world .
It was rumored that before Cui Wei decided to renegade the Wensheng pulse, he went to the study hall of the Middle-earth Confucian Temple. He said nothing on the other side and read the words on the ground like golden corn. It was only three days and three nights. The bottom, slightly higher text, one does not look.
Mao Xiaodong sighed slightly.
In any case, it is an extremely good opportunity to be able to refine this golden genius into a life.
I don’t want to be full, my heart is too high.
No longer travels thousands of miles, Mao Xiaodong will dump the cultural movements in a piece of ritual rituals into the Dan furnace, and the technique will reach the peak.
Thanks to Shirou’s eyes, the scenery of the mountains and the waters is stained with a layer of golden brilliance.
The magnificence of the colorful furnaces suddenly silenced and the clouds disappeared.
The golden daring that lies quietly at the bottom of the multicolored-golden stove, turned into a golden sap, and then slowly "grows" and rises to become a one-finger-backed swordback scholar, just a golden, it's a jump Came to the edge of the top of the Dan furnace, looking up at Chen Pingan, but the face is still vague, not stereotyped clearly, roughly the appearance of Chen Ping, in addition to a long sword on the back, there are several thin gold lines around the waist Hanging golden book, the golden Confucian shirt is old and old. "You have to read more! Again, it is what you said, knowing the mistake can improve Mo Dawei!"
Chen Ping, who was sweating, wiped his forehead sweat and nodded and smiled.
Golden Little Confucianism
Changhong, quickly plunged into Chen’s lungs and acupoints, sat cross-legged, picked up a book hanging from the waist and began to look through.
In addition, there is a golden daring hovering in the Dongfu, and the Confucian scholar who is hanging the book with the sword is actually one.
Mao Xiaodong groaned and then began to frown.
Chen Pingan wondered: "Is there something wrong?"
Mao Xiaodong looked very dignified and asked: "The refining and refining is the golden daring of the life, and the condensed is the Confucian scribe. I don't think it is too strange and strange, but why does it say that?"
Chen Pingan seriously thought about it for a moment and said: "After reading and literacy, I have been afraid of the truth that I have summed up. It is wrong, so whether it is the face of Tsing Yi children in the past, or later, I will ask my two questions. Cui Dongshan is very afraid of his own cognition. In fact, it is because I am reasonable. In fact, it is wrong for others. At least it is not comprehensive enough and not high enough. Therefore, I am worried that I will miss my children."
Mao Xiaodong relieved, but smiled and smiled: "This is... very right!"
Mao Xiaodong stood up and waved to remove the saints in the foothills, but the small heavens in the academy were still there. He said: "Give you a fragrant martial arts. Then you can take out the golden jade card of 'My goodness and goodness'. Some of the remaining ritual rituals are collected by the literary rituals. You don't have to worry about crossing the border. You will inadvertently steal the Donghuashan's literary and aura. I will weigh the pros and cons. After that, you are the second martial artist. It is."
Chen Pingan quickly got up and thanked.
Mao Xiaodong waved his hand and complained: "I really don't know what kind of politeness you have in the younger brother. Who did you learn from?"
Chen Pingan joked: "Maybe it is Mr. Wen Sheng Lao?"
Mao Xiaodong immediately began to face the face: "Mr.'s good intentions, you have to understand!"
Chen Pingan said: "I am joking."
Mao Xiaodong reprimanded: "Mr. preaching is in words, teaching, in a little bit, as a younger generation, you can be sloppy, you can be kidding!"
Chen Pingan only had to nod.
Mao Xiaodong turned around and smiled. What kind of angry look, the younger brother, you are still tender.
The mountains and rivers are slowly flowing backwards, and the golden autumn leaves back to the midsummer scene. The leaves return to the branches, and the yellow leaves turn green.
After Chen Xiaodong left, Chen Ping took out the golden jade card and held it in the palm of his hand. He began to capture the remnants of the Donghua Mountain that were not refining the Dan furnace.
A small golden stream with a thumb thickness wraps around the jade card and slowly flows into the jade card.
Then remitted from the jade card to Chen Ping’s palm, and went to the golden man’s confession.
One of them went to infiltrate Chen Ping’s heart.
When the golden waters of the Wenyun River flooded into the gas house, the Confucian scholars immediately stopped reading, laughing and laughing, jumping and dancing.
This is probably the life of Chen Ping in the growing years, there is very little opportunity to expose the nature of the child.
After the stagnation of the stream in Dongfu, the golden villain drowned and went to the gate of Dongfu, shouting, and saw a fire dragon that was purely infuriating.
It jumped and sat on the faucet, screaming and drinking, swaying his feet and riding the dragon to hunt this small world.
Chen Ping’s method of internal vision, after seeing this scene, is a bit shameful.
How is "self" so naughty?
I feel no better than Gu Yu and Tsing Yi children.
Mao Xiaodong has been silently observing this side.
In the end, Chen Ping took the golden plaque and took the literary works of the Dagu Temple.
And even if the refining and refining of the life, almost exhausted the aura of the water house, and now it is a real temper, not to mention the Donghuashan literature, is relatively worthless aura, even if There is such a brother who has already opened his mouth, and he does not take it.
Mao Xiaodong didn't think that he knew the road in the end until this moment. Why did Chen Pingan pass the risk?
Self-denial.
It's that simple.
Such a near-deprecating, self-cultivating person who does not know the pursuit of maximizing the benefits will make the world's smart people have a special reason to ridicule.
Therefore, the reason that Chen Pingan has derived from it will make people who are unreasonable particularly disgusted.
Mao Xiaodong’s heart suddenly vibrated.
The boulder that was pressed in the mood almost broke off the roadblocks of the five borders of Mao Xiaodong, and it seems to have begun to loosen.
The reason is not related to the context.
Mr. Mao Xiaodong respected Mr. Zhong, and determined that he would only follow the gentleman in this life, but he did not need to be constrained by the portal. For the sake of the scholarly literary incense, he deliberately rejected the knowledge of the ritual.
There are some truths in the world that are interrelated and mutually reinforcing.
Mao Xiaodong sat in the study, gently took off the ruler, placed it on the desk, and began to close his eyes.
The accumulation of thin hair, enlightenment, heaven and earth transshipment, the wind and the moon.
Cui Dongshan sat up on the side of the small courtyard corridor and was surprised: "Mao Xiaodong, this raft, must be combined?"
Cui Dongshan fell backwards, his hands and feet moving, like a snow-white turtle turned over by people... He shouted hard: "How can I still be a baby, how can I live in the future, I have no face to see Mr. Ah, who killed me, forget it..."
Bee tail crossing.
The three old men walked side by side.
When you are about the same age, you are very different.
The old man who grew up here and used to come and go, not willing to show up, is really tired of the entanglement of the world.
Only this time there is an old guy who said that you are not a street mouse, and what is going on with the Tibetan head.
So the three people swayed in the streets of Beeweidu.
The old man named Liu Laocheng has already noticed some shocked sights. He just pretended to be invisible, and his heart was a bitter smile. He silently took the two people to the ancestral home of the alley.
Liu Laocheng wants you to know the identity of the two people around you, and you are estimated to be scared.
In addition to his Liu Jicheng's ancestral home, the bee tail crossing at the border of the Qinglan, Qingshan and Yunxiao countries eventually became the only person in Baopingzhou that is still alive, and he repaired his body with the five realms.
The other two, one is the old lord of the invincible boxing, Gao Song. For the sake of rivers and lakes, two famous monks from Baoyingzhou who fell back to Yuanying from Yuxi.
It is a friend who has a relationship with Liu Laocheng, so this time Liu Laocheng went to compete for the golden pieces of the glass after the failure of the cuckoo, and specifically shouted Gao.
Stilt is short, wearing a linen, full of suffocating, looks fierce, compared to Liu Laocheng, more like a home to rob the Yamazawa wild repair.
As for the last old monk who was wearing a robes, it is estimated that if there is no Liu Laocheng and Gao Wei to help prove, let him pull his own voice and shout his name, no one will believe it.
The surname is 荀名渊.
Yu Guizong, the old lord, the first person in Tong Yezhou.
Jiang Shangzhen, the owner of Jiang’s family in the Grottoes of the Grottoes, is a monk who has seen the master of the ancestor, and he has to be a man with his tail...accurately speaking, he is a fairy god.
At the end of the alley of the Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, Gao Gao called and asked: "Liu Laoer, Jiang Yan, the kid, when we come to our gang to worship? It looks so handsome, I guess I can deceive many fairies. I am a guest on the hill."
Liu Laocheng reluctantly said: "My disciple ran to the fist to help, just to let you pass the eye addiction, how many road fairies? This kind of broken things, how do I talk to Jiang Yan? Otherwise you borrow my face to use ?"
Stilt strode across the threshold. "You will install garlic with me. When we walked together in the rivers and lakes, you learned the secrets of the side door, figure? In addition to stealing magic weapons, how many fairies have been stolen..."
Liu Laocheng grabbed a high-pitched mouth and became angry and said: "Who doesn't have a ridiculous year of youthfulness, talk about these things, and don't be afraid of disgusting old people?"
Yan Yuan smiled and said: "Where is it."
Sorghum sat in the courtyard and waved his hands. "Liu Laoer, go buy some of the most authentic water wells, and I will definitely drink it at home. I don't even think about it."
Liu Laocheng and Yan Yuan gave a speech and left the yard to buy wine.
When I came back, I saw two guys, and I was admiring the many mirrors in the small hills of Baobaozhou, which was a way of making money. It was a picture scroll, and Gaochun had already prepared a lot of fairy money, the old fairy On the table in front of you, more.
Liu Laocheng was not interested in these things, but when he handed over the pot to the pottery of the pottery, he was very polite: "The old generation really has Yaxing."
Yan Yuan smiled and nodded.
On the scroll, there is a "fairy" who is burning incense and painting. The figure is graceful and deliberately chooses a slightly tight dress. Because of the scene of the scroll, it can be turned to the direction of the spectator, so the sitting position of the fairy, even the size of the embroidered stool, is extremely particular, her rich body, the curve is exposed.
Gao Gao squinted at the squatting squatting, smirked, and stretched his hand to rotate the picture of the scroll, and immediately it was a moving picture of the mountain side, and the fretting, the woman in the picture suddenly expanded a few points, the surrounding scene Then the picture is withdrawn.
Gao Hao did not forget to laugh and said: "What is the seriousness?"
Yan Yuan smiled and smiled, but he did not dare to speak back.
Liu Laocheng is very helpless when he is drinking from himself.
It is said that the two fellows from the two continents did not know each other at the beginning. On the rivers and lakes of all kinds of mirrors and waters in Baopingzhou, the sorghum of the jade noodles, the sorghum of the Wuyue, and the real The invincible of identity helps the old lord, the words and deeds are consistent, the temper is hot, and I like to swear at all times. Those who are arrogant and snobbish, the most unfortunate, they can’t catch one or two big heads, they can be flattering and openly flirtatious. Pretty, completely left the rest of the spectators. The Yuan Yuan, who has been a gun from a single gun, has been silently squandering the gods’ money. If he does not like it, he will not say anything.
It’s just that the two people are getting more and more money, and their fame is getting bigger and bigger. The last time they started on the gods Zonghe Xiaoliang and Zhengyangshan Sujia, who is the first fairy of Baoliangzhou, Disputes, the two "big shots", one person and one sentence, each time a small summer money, smashed a lot, people are amazing, and for a time are guessing which of the two ancestors in the ancestral gate, shot so Broad, the small summer money as a snowflake money, but never heard a little bit of anecdote with the fairy.
Many women's monks on the hills, in order to recruit business for the teacher's door, do not hesitate or be forced to let those who are good at the method of the bones to change the innate face and posture, as to whether this will affect the number of lives, broken the Avenue practice No matter what, the truth is to take care of it, let those monks who have refined this way move their knives on their faces. There was such a jade face, Xiao Langjun and a one-footed gun. I was interviewed by many spectators. At that time, I saw a fairy of a third-rate Xianjia martial art. The face changed quite a bit, and at the same time, it was ridiculous and savage.
The fairy is angry and angry, but also
She did not dare to quit, she just apologized and apologized.
In this way, the more sarcasm, the more unscrupulous.
I never thought that Jade Face Xiaolang suddenly suddenly saved money, spoke up, and said that he would swear by the spectators, and then a one-footed gun followed, and the two died, and the first one was enemies.
Finally, after Xiao Langjun lost his money, he continued to groan. "It is not easy to earn money. It is not easy to practice. Is the girl a strategist with you, or have you cut your family? You have to end up doing this and ruining others? You This group of young shouldn't have been born to the mother-in-law. If Laozi had that great power, he would have to go up the river along the long river. When you were fighting on your mother's bed, I would slap a bad bed."
In the end, Xiao Langjun said the next sentence, "You guys are still a belt, that is, the eyes are a little worse, even like He Xiaoliang more than Su Jia, at first glance, it is a practice without much success."
After that, a one-footed gun became the "follow-up" of Jade Face Xiaolangjun. As long as they collided together, the dog’s legs were very good.
Before Gao Song and Yu Yuan’s money, some people began to use the words to seduce the fairy. In the mirror, they didn’t know who they were. They were always unscrupulous and used to go down the road. There are always people. When you enjoy the scrolls and water bowls, there are a few fascinating novels on the world.
Probably for the scorpion fish and the fish, the prostitute who stood on the side for the fairy was also implicated.
The prostitute named Shi Jie is the newly-recognized disciple of this mountain gate. Whenever the owner shows up, she occasionally appears in the picture scroll. It is not the end of tea delivery or the delivery of things, and the trivial work of serving the people.
In fact, her body is better than the fairy, but the practice on the mountain always relies on talent and realm to determine identity.
For these, Gaochun and Qianyuan are old rivers and lakes, and they are used to it. Generally speaking, as long as they are not too excessive, they will not say anything.
But the niece named Ishigaki, probably not yet accustomed to the humiliation of the unbearable, red eyes, biting her lips.
The disaster is not alone, this scroll angle, sorghum just saw under the table, perhaps the fairy who is annoyed by the prostitute, and quickly stepped on the instep of the prostitute's instep.
Gao Song originally wanted to start throwing the gods money. After seeing this scene, he lost a handful of snow money back to the pile of money.
Picking up the jug and drinking a drink, Gao Song said coldly: "It is this kind of girl, who has a smack of the book from the secular world to the mountains."
Yan Yuan smiled slightly.
Gao Wei felt a little disappointed, just drinking.
Liu Laocheng reminded: "Old high, you are a little leisurely, do not drink, you are Baoliangzhou, drink wine, the whole Baojuan is yours. This is my ancestral home, can not stand your alcoholism crazy!"
The sorghum snorted and suddenly asked: "Small flying up, what do you think you think is the name of the invincible boxing?"
Bian Yuan’s line of sight has been staring at the picture, without hesitation:
Strong, invincible, domineering, stand out in Baopingzhou, alone!

Gao Hao nodded. "Because you know each other, know to tell me the truth about your heart."
Liu Laocheng endured forbearance and still couldn’t stand it. He said to Yan Yuan: "Hey old predecessors, you are swearing, other things, let this high-class man fight, and he took the name of this gang, which is a disciple of the mountain." I can't lift my head one by one, and you still have to swear by the old predecessors, I Xu Laocheng... I can't stand it!"
Xu Laocheng, the first person of Baoshui’s wilderness repair, was a monk in the mountainous field repairing and killing a road. He saw many strange people and things.
Like Yu Yuanyuan and Gao Wei, a fairy-tale leader of Tong Yezhou, a ancestor of Baoguanzhou Zongmen who has already fallen back to Yuan Yingjing, if it is said to be the same, it is a similar taste. In fact, it is rare and ignores the two worlds. Poor, regardless of the gap between the two mountain gates, Liu Laocheng can barely understand. But what do you want to hold the sorghum, a rough old man who doesn’t know how to use it?
At the beginning, Xu Laocheng was still afraid of the fact that he had a plot, but he could not hesitate to confront the Taoist Tianjun, and
Xiaofeisheng
went to the sky, and negotiated with the saints to discuss the belonging of the broken hole, plus the latter three. People are free to travel, and travel together, even if they are cautious as Liu Laocheng, they have to admit that Lu Yuan is sorghum, sneak peeks, and sorghum for the squatting, call to drink.
Both of them turned out to be... true.
Yan Yuan smiled at Liu Laocheng: "I really feel that the invincible boxing helps this martial art name, especially good."
Liu Laocheng sighed and held a fist and smiled: "Appreciate."
Gao Wei said: "Liu Laocheng, other places, you are better than Xiaofeisheng, but in the aesthetics, you are not as good as Xiaofei."
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Gao Hao took a table, "I want you to talk about it? In the invincible boxing, Laozi has long heard the ear smashed!"
Yu Yuan had to shut up.
Today, there are no other mirrors that can be watched. The sorghum deliberately withdrew the spirits and drunk, went to sleep.
Yu Yuan dared to throw a few small summer money into the picture and spoke up, saying that if the stone girl would appear in the picture alone in the future, he would be willing to join the game.
Then Yu Yuan took up the drawing axis.
The sorrows and sorrows of the world are as numerous as the sorrows and sorrows, and the sorrows are not willing to go into the world for these things, and everything will stop.
Liu Laocheng hesitated for a long time, only to know: "When the old predecessor, my Liu Laocheng as a friend of Gaochun, I want to take the liberty to ask, the old predecessor is the sect of the Yugui sect, really do not have any plans for Gaochun?"
Yan Yuan shook his head and smiled: "There is no such thing as it is. I want to come to your Baoliangzhou and move around. Just on your side, there is only a friend who is sorghum, who is not looking for him?"
Liu Laocheng nodded.
Yan Yuan continued: "But selfishness, there is still a point. The practicing qis want to slap on the five realms. It is to seek the words of the road, to break the sorrow of a height of one foot, how to say, This is equivalent to borrowing things from God, and it is necessary to return during the immortal world. And the immortal world wants to go further and further, it is nothing more than a monk to seek truth, and it is alone in this real word."
Liu Laocheng stood up and was respectful and said: "I was taught."
Yan Yuan shook his head and smiled: "This is a cliché, you Liu Laocheng is very talented, what is taught? What can I teach you?"
Liu Laocheng smiled and sat back to the position. "If there is no sorghum, I believe that I have never had the chance to sit down with my old predecessors and drink a bar in my life?"
Yu Yuan nodded: "Because we will never be the same person. But it does not hinder some contact, I recognize you Liu Laocheng."
Liu Laocheng said: "The younger generation is fortunate!"
Su Yuan suddenly said: "I plan to build the next sect of Yu Guizong in Baopingzhou in the next 100 years. With Jiang Shangzhen as the first lord, would you like to be the chief servant?"
Liu Laocheng shocked: "Sorghum can know this?"
Yan Yuan shook his head and said: "I didn't tell him, because I used him as a true friend, and you are not with Liu Laocheng, so we can talk about it."
Liu Laocheng began to weigh.
Yan Yuan smiled and said: "Before I leave the bee tail crossing, you can give me a definite answer. Don't worry, I won't be hard-nosed. It's not too small to say that your cost is old."
Liu Laocheng nodded. "Let me consider one or two."
Even if he is a fairy who is all over the world, he will not know his little move.
Will let the young prostitute named Shijie, in the mountain gate, clearly inform her that she can "open the painting" on her own, and can get a fairy money share, first stand still, hard to give birth to the fairy a dozen Slap in the face, stunned countless sentences, Shi Jie was just a word, after the fairy vented full of anger, turned and left, walked far away, dared to erase the blood of the mouth, back to the narrow room, she Closing the door, squatting down, carefully picking up the kit, squatting in the palm of her hand, she covered her mouth in one hand, and the whine sound ooze out from the fingers.
In Qinglan, the old servant Liu Jingting suddenly became infamous from a Shilin leader and a Sven lord.
It is the pawns who are the sellers who are beginning to relish and talk about the scent of those masters.
The Lion Park always closed its doors and thanked guests. Liu Jingting never said a word.
Li Baozhen was successful, which made those Nandu dresses lose a nominal "literary ally". They had to find another person and find a local snake that can serve the people and unite people's hearts. It was just the experience of Liu Jingting, which made many people want to move. Shilin Daru, the heart is awkward. The great families who migrated to the Qing Dynasty have to step back and hope to find a leader from the inside. Only in this way, the situation is complicated. Many of the big family owners have great reputations, but they don’t lose Liu Jingting. Since everyone is a foreigner, who is also a Jianglong, who is really willing to be a dwarf? Who is not worried about the person being elected, privately carrying everyone to seek public affairs?
For a time, the local Shilin of the Qing Dynasty was in chaos. The people behind the scenes who were still thinking about supporting Liu Jingting as the monk, used to check and balance the Qing Dynasty’s Tang emperor, did not stop.
Li Baozhen went to the county government office to visit Liu Qingfeng on this day. The two walked in the dusk. Li Baozhen smiled and said to the Nanbenshi, who had no heads, and said: "The scholars rebelled and failed for three years."
Liu Qingfeng nodded with a smile.
Li Baozhen has a deep smile on his face.
The heart is cold.
After Liu Qingfeng left that night, Li Baozhen quickly checked and leaked Liu Qingfeng’s
three-axe axe
and greatly improved the pen-knife plan.
At that time, the pig brains and big straw bags in the church were admired by Li Baozhen one by one, and the compliments were constant, but they also had some sincerity.
However, Li Baozhen has become more and more chilly.
Because Li Baozhen is smart enough, he knows that the small flaws are precisely the kind of wreckage that Liu Qingfeng deliberately left for him.
It gave him the opportunity to take the opportunity to establish prestige.
This is Liu Qingfeng's silent speechless person to stay in the line.
When Li Baozhen left the department, he couldn't help but look back at the archway, and muttered and said: "It's good to practice in the public door, and there is no road to immortality."
As soon as I thought of those accustomed to admire and admire the Liu County magistrate, one by one became confused and alienated, and even some people could not hide their pity.
Li Baozhen was a little happy, and he walked a little briskly and walked out of the department.
Liu Qingfeng returned to his residence and carefully looked through the file of the file. He suddenly remembered that the real name outside the door was Wang Yijun’s secretary of the sergeant, and the number one of the most northern Lu’s dynasty in Baoguanzhou. Capture the county of the bandit. I want to be able to serve as the pillar of the pillars of the Dagu Temple.
Liu County ordered a smile.
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