Chapter 931: I am the host (Part 1)

Huang Tingguo, in a small county seat, is named Sui'an, so his wishes are fulfilled, and peace is peaceful. It belongs to Yanzhou Prefecture, which is also the place where Huang Tingguo has the highest number of scholars and scholars in culture and education. This county is not connected to a large post, but there are many scholarly families. Before Chen Ping’an entered the county seat, you could see one. Wenchang Tower stands on the top of the hill.
Since ancient times, the place where the style of writing has flourished has often been like this, and the Wenchang Pagoda has not been seen in towns.
Qingtong spread his spiritual knowledge and looked at the county town. It didn't seem to say that "the water is not deep, there are dragons and spirits", but with Qingtong's realm and vision, it should be reasonable. It’s just a clue. It’s just that the rivers and streams around the county seat don’t even have a river girl. In a county, the spiritual energy is extremely thin, and the martial arts is even more bleak, completely negligible, but there are traces of cultural luck. The wisps of signs are just not a climate. Most of them are a continuous inheritance of the ancestral shade. They come from certain archways built and those plaques in the ancestral halls hanging "jinshi and the first". There are also some poor houses in the back lanes, and Qingtong is more and more confused. I don't understand, could it be that I am blind, there is that unborn great monk on the top of the mountain, or the saints of merit, living in seclusion here, deliberately covering the secret?
Qing Tong couldn't help asking: "Who are we looking for this trip?"
Chen Ping’an smiled and said:
If you don’t find anyone, just take a look. When Tongyezhou’s affair is underway, I will return to Luopo Mountain, and I will come here for a long time...not long, it’s a bit similar to Yamen’s point. Opened a school in a village school for enrollment."
Previously, Chen Ping'an temporarily borrowed Lu Chen's Taoism, and as a monk in the fourteen realms, he hit the spot during that long journey. Huang Tingguo was bordered on the old Dali territory, not too far away from Luopo Mountain. I plan to be a teacher here in the future.
Qingtong mistakenly thought he had misheard, "The village school is a school?! Open the library to teach, become a teacher?"
To say that Chen Pingan, who has no reputation for the Confucian Temple, is one of the 72 Confucian academies that will soon be abbot, and as the head of the academy, he doesn't even have an adverb, Qingtong is not so shocked.
Chen Ping'an nodded, "As far as I know, half a bucket of ink sloshing, of course I can only teach children."
How could Qingtong believe in Chen Pingan’s phraseology, immediately raised his spirits, and felt that he had just been on the parade of spiritual consciousness. He must have been sloppy and missed some traces, so he could not find out the real strangeness of this place, in an instant. , The entire city of Sui'an County was enveloped by a grain of mustard seed from Qingtong, the government offices, temples, mansions, streets, and various shops, even the bottom of the ancient wells, but still looking for no results, a few After the blink of an eye, Qingtong still did not give up. He looked at several hills and flowing water outside the county seat. After carefully examining the ins and outs of the mountains and rivers, he finally put away his spiritual knowledge and asked tentatively: " Are you photographed by a certain promising monk?"
Chen Ping'an joked, "If you follow my brother Cui, you will definitely get mixed up."
Qingtong heard the implication, saying that he was not profitable and couldn't afford it early.
Chen Ping'an moved into the county with both hands in sleeves, bringing the youth into the county town, and the two sides entered into no one's realm like a borderless person.
The street was bustling with hustle and bustle, because it was New Year's Eve, even if the shops on both sides were closed, it was still lively and festive.
Chen Ping'an said: "I passed by here before and turned over a few local county chronicles on the county side. It has been more than a hundred years since there has been a jinshi. It's like a bad harvest year."
Only then did Qing Tong remember that in those twelve landscape illusions, the young hermit, who was born in a line of sages, was obviously very familiar with the art of imperial examination system.
Is it true that you intend to become an incognito schoolmaster here, and hang out with some children who wear open pants and snotty noses all day?
The master of the two sects, the closed disciple of Wensheng's line, and then spent several years or even more than ten years of work just to cultivate a so-called Jinshi master?
Chen Ping'an said to himself: "If you have a pseudonym, I'll call it Dou Yi."
Qing Tong asked: "Is it the one in the Yiji chapter, "The prime minister is the grain, and all nations are the one"?"
Chen Ping'an seemed to have a slight surprise, he said, "I never thought about the knowledge of fellow young fellows, it's not shallow."
Qing Tong twitched his mouth, "The hidden official praised him absurdly."
Chen Ping’an said:
It’s not clear whether it’s absurd or not, anyway, praise is true.

Qing Tong thought of the phrase "both important" by the young hermit and Chen Zhenrong on the shore of Qililong, so he comforted himself, more than the best.
Qing Tong smiled and asked, "If the Hidden Officer is committed to the imperial examination, can he get the three yuan?"
Chen Ping’an thought for a while, and said,
Even if you are in Sanyuan? Don’t even think about it. If it’s in the Dali Dynasty, let alone a top three, I might not be able to get the second class Jinshi. But I can say that Huang Tingguo is here to help. There is still some hope for Sui’an County to bring back a piece of Jinshi and a plaque. It’s not necessarily how high I have learned it, but it’s just a way of making art. The smaller the country, the more know-how. There are shortcuts to make tricks. The font on the test paper, The pavilion body has subdivided doorways. You can make arrangements according to the knowledge and context of the teachers and the scoring officers. Anyway, you can do what you like."
Qingtong said: "I heard that among your direct disciples, there is a reading seed named Cao Sunny, who was once the second best in the Dali Dynasty?"
If I could speak this way earlier, I would have invited senior Qing Tong to drink.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Additionally, in addition to being the second place in the Palace Examination, Cao Sunny was also the Huiyuan of the previous Beijing Spring Festival, so Emperor Song He's vision is genuine."
If you choose Cao Sunny as the champion, and you met at the wedding banquet in Beijing last time, even if you didn't agree to it, how could you stand up to welcome him.
I just said that Chen Ping'an and her husband chatted at Chunshan Academy later. When it comes to this matter, aren't they all the same? One is a student, and the other is a disciple. They are all fighting against each other.
Bringing Qingtong Road through the streets skillfully, Chen Ping'an asked about something for no reason, "Before in the wine shop, you seemed to have a chat with Yang Zhi about Xiaomo, and we had a good chat? What's the...fuck?"
Qing Tong shook his head and said, "No! Absolutely not!"
It is obvious that there is no silver three hundred taels here.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Let's talk about it, I promise not to inform Xiao Mo as a whistleblower."
Regarding Xiao Mo’s deeds, let alone Haoran, there is no record in the world. Even in the wild world, there is no gossip spreading on the mountains. Otherwise, the summer palace will definitely be recorded in the book, plus Xiao Mo rarely talks about himself. Things,
Qing Tong still shook his head like a rattle, but suddenly laughed, hurriedly stretched out his fist against his mouth, and coughed.
This is the place where there is no silver thirty thousand taels.
Chen Ping'an glanced sideways and said, "I look back and ask Xiao Mo for myself."
Qing Tongsheng was afraid that Chen Ping'an would add fuel to Xiao Mo, so he had to say: "Yang Zhi said a little thing, saying that Xiao Mo was entangled by a female nun in his early years."
Chen Ping'an immediately brightened his eyes and asked, "Why is she confused? What's her name?"
Qing Tong bit his scalp and said: "The pseudonym Bai Jing, as for her dao name, there are more, similar to women changing dresses, frequent changes, a few of the more famous ones, such as'chao dizzy' and'external scene'. 'Yao Ling'."
"Anyway, I have never seen her. I just heard some rumors that she has extremely high swordsmanship, great lethality, and terrible temper. Like Xiao Mo, Bai Jing is a sword repairer, and she is still the owner of the'Weijia' She was about the same age as Xiao Mo, but she was ascended to the ascendant realm earlier than Xiao Mo. She once opened up a dojo in the wild day, but she couldn’t live there for a long time. The mansion needed to be rebuilt every few hundred years, so she was barren. The demons in the world, refining the sun and worshiping the moon, half of the cultivators can't get around her, and they need to honor this sword cultivator."
Listening to the pseudonym of the woman Jian Xiu and the number of Taoist names, Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Is Bai Jing the incarnation of the fire spirit?"
Weird and weird, each comes from a background.
It's really good to just say the road number "Exterior".
Qing Tong shook his head and said: "The outside world has always had this kind of speculation, but it shouldn't be. Because I was in the wine shop and Yang Zhi and I asked this question. Yang Zhi said that this white scene is rooted in the road. 'One way, it is from the demon clan's resuscitation and refinement, step by step to the top. Yang Zhi also said that Fei Fei may be Bai Jing's re-disciple."
Chen Ping'an became more and more puzzled, "Then why did she entangle Xiaomo? Was it a great dispute? Or was it a grievance between Jian Xiu?"
Qing Tong chuckled, "It seems that Bai Jing has seen Xiaomo. He wants to become a Taoist couple with Xiaomo. Xiaomo refused. During the period, he asked the sword three times, but he couldn't beat him, so he had to escape all the way. He fled to Luobaotan and hid, and followed the Bixiao Cave Master to make wine together."
In fact, Yangzhi had to be more straightforward, and Qingtong only felt that the depression in his chest was swept away, so afterwards, he followed Chen Ping'an on a tour, and was always in a good mood.
And Yang Zhi said at the time, "Bai Jing almost slept with Xiao Mo."
Chen Ping'an said, "Stop your mouth, do you follow?"
Qingtong was speechless. If you don't ask, what would I say?
Chen Pingan rubbed his chin and said, "I didn't expect our Xiaomo to have such a story."
This Huangting Country, within a country, Hanshi River, Yujiang River and Baihu River, as well as the Tiedian River, which is the upper reaches of the Baihu River, are among the best rivers and gods.
As one of the vassal states of the Dali imperial court, being able to have so many water transports is indeed a virtue of the ancestors. After all, it inherited part of the Zhengshuo "ancestral industry" of the Shenshui Kingdom in the past.
Wu Yi, the founder of Ziyang Mansion, returned from a long journey. She took a private ferry made of colorful buildings and returned to her site. Passing by the Tieqian River, Wu Yi disembarked and waved his sleeves to first move the dozens of people on the ferry. The maidservant turned into a stack of talisman paper people, and then silently pinched the tactics, turning a three-layer colored boat with carved columns and painted buildings into a small nuclear-carved boat, and put it in the sleeve together with the stack of talisman.
The temple of Tieqianhe is called Jixiang Temple. The painted statue of the deity enshrined in the temple is like an old civil servant with a refined appearance. He perceives the strong moral spirit of the founder of Ziyang Mansion. Angrily, he walked out of a tall and thin old man. It was the river here. He instantly floated out of the temple for more than a hundred miles. When he saw the tall woman with deserted brows on the other side, the old man immediately went to the end, gave a big gift, and opened his throat. Yelled: "Tieqianhe Xiaoshen Gaoniang, welcome Dongling Yuanjun Luan!"
Whether you have enough sincerity depends on your voice.
Although he was the river of Huang Tingguo's court, he was actually a vassal of Ziyang Mansion, a river temple, a bit like a "family temple".
Wu Yi is the eldest daughter of the old Jiao Cheng Longzhou, the Taoist name Dongling, and the founder of Ziyang Mansion. Because he is a female cultivator, he is also honored as Dongling Yuanjun.
Of course it is a kind of overstepping. The title of Yuanjun cannot be worn by any female cultivator. However, in the world of Haoran, as long as it is not for the crown of Taoism and the gods of mountains and waters, the Confucian Temple does not care too much. Yes, this is similar to the forbidden temples in the imperial courts of various countries, but if it is in the Qingming world with strict ceremonies, it is an iron law established by the Great Sovereign to teach that you can’t impose on the crown of the five realms. .
Wu Yi used to call this "Dongling Yuanjun" a respectful name, and was always quite contented. He always felt that there was nothing rude. Outsiders had just shouted for hundreds of years. Anyway, one day, she would get the title of Yuanjun in good faith.
But today Wu Yi frowned and reprimanded: "What Yuanjun, does he understand the rules."
The God of Tieqianhe immediately changed his words: "The little sees the ancestor of Dongling!"
Of course, Wu Yi’s transformation was due to a decree from his father. Cheng Longzhou asked her to behave better in her hometown, and to be less boring. In the evaluation of landscape, she got a bad comment, and she would be allowed to go to Dafu Academy to close the door to study for a hundred years, so as to save outsiders saying that Cheng Longzhou had no way to teach her son.
Not long ago, Wu Yi had just taken a ferry from the Fu family in the Old Dragon City and crossed the sea to Tongyezhou. He met his father and congratulated him on his rise. Of course, Wu Yi did not dare to go empty-handed and took the Ziyang Mansion secret store directly. Half of it was hollowed out as a gift. Since the younger brother was the of cold food and water, he was not allowed to leave his jurisdiction without authorization, and he was unable to travel across continents, so he had to ask his sister Wu Yi to help carry gifts.
His father, Cheng Longzhou, was promoted from the deputy head of Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain to the head of Tongyezhou Dafu Academy, one of the 72 academies of Confucianism.
In fact, the only advantage for these siblings is that they don’t have to worry anymore, one day they will be treated as a tonic by their father.
Then Wu Yi hurried back to Baopingzhou at the New Year’s Pass, walked to the new site of the old dragon city, helped Emperor Huang Tingguo match the bridge, negotiated a few transactions with the surnamed families of the local snakes, and then went to the east of Dadu near the entrance to the sea. The Jiang family of Yunlin, finally went to visit Uncle Li Li, who had the "friend of world friendship", this old Qiantang long water dragon, after being promoted to Dadu Houye, the mansion was still built on the side of Qililong Fengshui Cave, according to Seniority, I can barely be regarded as Wu Yi’s uncle, but I really have to care about it
When they get up, the two are the same generation. After all, Wu Yi’s Taoist age is actually older than the latter. It’s just that the water dragon is good fortune. After practicing, the latecomers are the best. Wu Yi is still struggling to become an infant. At that time, the Qiantang chief had long been a Taoist Water Dragon of the Yuan Ying Realm.
Wu Yi asked lazily, "Xiao Luan is already waiting at the house?"
The old river said solemnly: "Return to the ancestor of Dongling, that aunt has been in the mansion for three days, only waiting for the old ancestor Luan to drive back to the house. We, the Baihu River God of Water, has always been doing nothing but going to the Three Treasures Hall. He’s acting style, I don’t know what he is trying to block the door this time."
He didn't deal with that Xiao Luan, so whenever there was a chance, he had to smash Xiao Luan on the side of Wu Yi and Ziyang Mansion.
The Baihu River Temple and the Water Mansion are only three hundred miles away from the Ziyang Mansion by the waterway, but before Wu Yi's "going out of the customs", the Baihu River Water Mansion and the Ziyang Mansion have not had any incense for hundreds of years.
Before Wu Yifeijian sent a letter to Ziyang Mansion and asked his mansion to prepare a table of New Year's Eve dinner.
Palace lord Huang Chu naturally did not dare to neglect, he had long let the monks go out to buy all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas. Now the precious restaurant, which can be seen everywhere in Xianjia Ferry, was given to Ziyang Mansion in succession yesterday and today. There were five or six food boxes. Only one of the dishes was the golden crab which is a specialty from Shujian Lake, and it is the rarest "bamboo branch". At the house, it is rumored that even if it is a local cultivator in Shujianhu, you will not be able to eat the "bamboo branch" golden crab twice in a lifetime, because it is very lucky to be able to eat one meal.
Wu Yi glanced at the always well-behaved old river god, "Gao Niang, the New Year's Eve dinner at today's mansion, you have a portion, don't be late."
Without giving the boyfriend a chance to flatter him, Wu Yi has already pinched a tactic and used a water technique, his body shape is like a green flowing silk satin, if there is thunder and lightning around him, the sky will be smoked for a time. It was boiling like a dragon flying away from the sky, so that the entire Ziyang Mansion in the distance was shaking. Then in a large hall, Wu Yi reunited as a tall woman and yawned.
Wu Yi was in the sword hall.
Ordinary genealogical monks, returning to the mountain gate, the first thing is to go to the Patriarch's Hall and worship the ancestors with incense.
But Wu Yi is the founder of Ziyang Mansion, so he can't worship himself. As for the marionette-like previous palace masters, many of them have actually been reduced to her plate lunch and belly stuff, and the heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, and it is really hard to spare. There are those who want to do double cultivation with her after learning a little bit of room art, there are those who try to usurp the throne while she is in retreat, and there are those who collude with outsiders to try to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor.
The ancestors of Dong Ling went back to the mansion, and the movement was very loud. Even in those territories that were far away from the main hall, the genealogical monks and maids in the mansion stopped their work one after another. They all knelt down and called the ancestors.
Regardless of whether the ancestors of the mountain can see it or hear it, it is all about it anyway.
Wu Yi turned his head and looked at the entrance of the hall, waiting for Huang Chu and others to come here to welcome him.
It is said that the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own grass nests, which makes some sense.
In the past, Aquarius Island, not to mention the immortal, was a dragon gate realm, and it was enough to travel wildly, travel everywhere, and swagger through the market. Wherever you are now, no matter you are in the Yuanying Realm, I am afraid that you will have to be a human being with your tail clamped.
By the Tieqian River, Gao Niang hasn't taken his sight for a long time, and the river at his feet is dragged by Wu Yiyao's Qi machine. The water surface is undulating, setting off stormy waves. The old river didn't dare to stabilize the water, but he just sighed in place. , The ancestor of Dong Ling's water technique is really mysterious, and it is more smooth than his own righteous of the river. Gao Niang couldn't help sighing, shook his head gently, and murmured: "Everyone has his own life. Envy won't come."
It's just that Gao Niang feels a little bit distressed. Ziyang Mansion's New Year's Eve dinner is not eaten for nothing.
It's not easier than attending a night banquet of Mr. Wei Dashan.
A slightly smiling voice suddenly sounded in the ear, "It's really enviable."
Gao Niang suddenly turned his head and saw a foreigner in a blue shirt and long coat. He was a bit familiar, and when he looked intently, he recognized the identity of the other party.
It was because the other party had too many identities. Just picking one out would make him unable to eat and walk around. Lao He Shen only felt that his life's skill was beyond his reach.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "God Gao He doesn't need to be so cramped."
Gao Niang asked cautiously: "Chen Shanzhu is going out this time to find the ancestors of Dongling to recollect the past?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I'm looking for Wu Yi to talk about something."
Gao Niang immediately said: "Little God is willing to lead the way for Lord Chen Shan!"
This iron-credit river god, who is known as the ruling and opposition party for "the dead dao friend does not die the poor dao, the poor dao will help you pick up his pockets". However, if you talk about the tenacity of the golden body, you can't lose the least bit of Xiao Luan. This is the advantage of having a backer. The public practice of a secular dynasty emphasizes that there are people in a dynasty who are good officials. The gods of the mountains and rivers, if there are people on the mountain, the same thing will get twice the result with half the effort. Like this Tieqiang River, because of its relationship with Ziyang Mansion, the storehouse of the river temple has money, and if there is money, it can win over the sacred masters and dignitaries on the mountain. , There are more sincere men and women who come here to burn incense religiously, and make a wish will be more effective.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't worry about going to Ziyang Mansion. The God of Laogao River will take me to stroll around Tiezhen River."
"Zhaimen is very happy and honored."
Gao Niang didn't dare to speak in a loud voice, and tremblingly said: "The little is afraid that the Tietian River is so unusual that he won't be able to enter the eyes of Chen Shanzhu."
Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled: "Last time I walked in a hurry, I just scribbled to see the scenery of the Tieqian River, this time I have to make up for it."
After chatting casually about the unusually rich New Year's Eve dinner in Ziyang Mansion, Chen Ping'an looked a little strange.
Nowadays, in many Shanshui Di newspapers, there is a sentence "It's hard to see bamboo stick crab twice in life."
It is estimated that this sentence alone can make the sales of golden crabs in Shujianhu skyrocket, let alone Jiang Xiang Gongqing, who is a monk on the mountain, as long as there is money and it matters, can he believe in this evil?
Once you have eaten it once, you have to eat it a second time. After you have eaten it for the third or fourth time, you may feel that it tastes like that, but if you can eat bamboo stick crab many times, the people around them have encountered something. I don’t know what gift to give to this group of people, or in the golden autumn season, they have a relationship with each other, and the gift of this is not money, wealth, or something. It is always correct to think about it.
At first glance, it is our Dong Shuijing's business experience.
What is an extraordinary talent, probably this is it.
Chen Pingan said in his heart: "Do you think that our journey is a little bit more coincidental along the way."
On the Qidu Bixiao Palace, Shao Yunyan, Mrs. Yanyan, and Nantang Lake Shuijun happened to be guests, otherwise Chen Ping'an would never take the initiative to go to Nantang Lake.
After that, in Qililong Fengshui Cave, in addition to Cao Yong and the Taoist Chunyang, I also met Chen Zhenrong and Qin Bugui and a group of people.
And in this Ziyang Mansion, there is also Xiao Luan, the water goddess of the Baihu River, who happens to be in the mansion.
In fact, Qingtong has been walking nearby, wearing a power fence and a green robe, walking slowly by the water.
Qing Tong said in a bitter voice: "The painting scroll is indeed Zou Zi's arrangement, but outside of this, I really don't know it at all. Is it a series of coincidences that Zou Zi's methods failed?"
Chen Pingan was noncommittal.
Qing Tong traveled with this person all the way. He saw and heard that Chen Ping An was dealing with different water gods and monks. A certain idea in Qing Tong's heart became stronger and stronger. He said that the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people. Why did he get to this guy? Did Baijiafan raise one person? At the same time, Qing was worried, but for some reason, she found that Chen Ping'an seemed to be absent.
The reason why he definitely wouldn't go to Nantang Lake is because Chen Ping'an remembered something very...unsatisfactory.
It's a that "don't say it in the books, don't mention the old sayings".
Some people who do good things voluntarily, it is better not to do good things as a good thing, so as to save themselves a lot of trouble.
Since it is in line with the so-called gentleman's kindness in the book, the key is to ensure that no matter what happens in the future, there will be no disappointment. If there is any return from others, it is an unexpected joy.
The reason why Chen Ping’an thinks this is because student Cui Dongshan said in his early years that many good people did good deeds, and that good people are true and good deeds are true. The only thing The problem is that they may ask for some kind of repercussions in the hearts of others without seeking profit, but they will inevitably ask for some kind of repercussions in the hearts of others. If so, then in the eyes of some beneficiaries, they are not even as refreshing as the former. ,easy.
While continuing to chat with Gao Niang, Chen Ping An asked the river for a few local chronicles of the prefectures and counties surrounding the Tieqianhe River. Of course Gao Niang promised it all. These trivial things are really fluttering like a feather.
Yanzhou Prefecture, where Sui'an County is located, is actually only a Yunzhou away from the Tiedian River and Ziyang Prefecture.
At the boundary of Yunzhou, the Dali court once found a relic of the Dragon Palace of the ancient Shu Kingdom. The stream seems to have just been named Wuxi, and the water quality is excellent, like a sweet spring.
Like the Longxu River in my hometown, there is also a similar-style stone arch bridge, except that there is no ancient sword hanging under the bridge.
Qing Tong asked, "I've been to Hongzhu Town before, so why don't you go back to Luopo Mountain to take a look?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "This is called cowardice in the homesickness."
In Ziyang Mansion Jianchao Hall, Wu Yi sat on the main dragon chair. Huang Chu led a large group of Patriarch Hall members. They walked in a hurry. They were arranged in order. After entering the lobby, they stood in their respective positions and followed the mansion. Lord Huang Chu met with the ancestors of Dongling.
Wu Yi smiled playfully.
Because I think of a scene that will take place in a short period of ten years and a long period of 20 years, I believe it will be more magnificent than today's three or two cats and puppies.
At that time, she will be standing above a new temple in a country. The only change is that she will change her identity and become a female national teacher. Wu Yi may wear purple clothes and hold azure jade.
The father of Huang Tingguo's assistant minister for many years once revealed the secrets of Wu Yi. The tall boy Yu Lu who was a guest in the forest at that time was actually the fallen prince of the old Lu dynasty.
Yu Lu's dragon spirit is indeed the most delicious tonic in the world for Wu Yi.
It's just that his father didn't take any action at the time, so Wu Yi naturally didn't dare to act rashly, rushing for food with his father and looking for death?
In the past few years, Wu Yi finally broke the golden core bottleneck and entered the Nascent Soul Realm by means of a side-by-side approach. If you succeed in walking along the great du, I believe you can become one of the few upper five water dragons on the map of a continent.
As for the younger brother who transferred to serve as the Hanshijiang Water God, this road is considered to be missed by him, and he is too late to regret.
In any case, compared to before, these four seas, many terrestrial dragon palace remnants, and descendants of flood dragons are much better. You need to know that in the long years when there is no real dragon in the world, the existence of the dragon slayer is just like Tian Tiao hangs above the heads of all the descendants of the dragons, so the Yuan Ying Realm is the end of the avenue. This is true for my father, and the same is true for the Feng Shui Cave Qiantang Chief, who can only stay in this situation and never dare to walk the water.
Moreover, this time to congratulate her father across the continent, there was a great surprise. Her father gave her a face-to-face opportunity and pointed out a Yangguan road that is expected to be among the five realms.
So this time to return to Ziyang Mansion, it was Wu Yi who wanted to discuss the relocation with Huang Chu. In addition to emptying the treasury, Wu Yi would also bring half of the genealogical monks in the mansion to Tongyezhou and wait for the matter. Said it was a "discussion", but Wu Yi gave an order, and Ziyang Mansion did the same. As for the remaining half of the empty Ziyang Mansion, Wu Yi will promise Huang Chu, the palace lord, that in the future, there is no need to bother with her, the originator of the mountain, in all matters, and she will never intervene, which is equivalent to completely delegating power to Huang Chu , Let a nameless palace master really begin to hold authority, enough for Huang Chu to call the wind and rain in the territory of Huang Ting country.
After hearing about the old ancestor's decision, Huang Chu looked at each other.
Where is the ancestor? Haven't eaten the New Year's Eve dinner yet, so will the family be separated?
Wu Yi tapped the handle of the chair lightly with his fingers, raised his toes, and stepped on the ground.
Huang Chu's heart tightened, and immediately said: "I will go to take the ancestor's hall and let the ancestor choose the disciples."
Soon Huang Chu brought a booklet, and respectfully offered it to the founder of the mountain.
Wu Yi spread out the Ziyang Mansion genealogy, and when she saw the pleasing names above, she stretched out a finger and drew the circle.
In the lobby, it can be said that the needle drop can be heard, only the old Patriarch's rustling turning over the book, Huang Chu did not dare to breathe in the atmosphere, just a little bit in his heart, because the Patriarch did not draw much in the front of the genealogical booklet, but those In the middle of the book page, the most people are selected, which means that in the future, most of the backbone monks and worshippers in Ziyang Mansion, Longmen, and Guanhai will remain. If the ancestor is really willing to abide by the agreement, no longer intervene in the affairs of the mansion after this, traveling far to Tongyezhou is indeed a great thing for Huang Chu, the puppet-like palace master.
Wu Yi still maintained a lazy posture of looking down at the book, just a sudden gaze, but Huang Chu's gaze was already low.
Wu Yi threw the book back to Huang Chu casually, and shook his sleeves again, "Except for Huang Chu, all of them retired and went on their own."
Huang Chu put the genealogy booklet in his sleeve, holding his breath, waiting for the ancestor to give orders.
Wu Yi stood up, walked down the steps, Huang Chu took a few steps back, then turned sideways, and then turned around to follow him when the ancestor passed him by.
Wu Yi looked upset and asked, "Xiao Luan is here uninvited, what does she want to ask for?"
Huang Chu bit the bullet and replied: "The tone is very tight. I met her twice and failed to ask why. She only said that she would have a face-to-face meeting with the ancestor."
Wu Yi's face became more and more gloomy. She didn't take the Baihu River Water God Empress seriously. When Xiao Luan visited Ziyang Mansion for the first time, Wu Yi had embarrassed her very much. If it hadn't been for Chen Ping's to complete the game, she would help. Cheek, at that moment Wu Yi had already made up his mind to let this lady Xiao, who has the reputation of "Canna", spit up after drinking and drinking in her own lobby, not all that you, the goddess of Jiang, are graceful and graceful. Fang? Then I will let Xiao Luan's ugly attitude be revealed, and let those ministers under the skirt who regard you as the goddess in the painting, think of that "beautiful" picture, what do they think?
There used to be an old fairy from a foreigner who passed by Huang Tingguo, took a boat across the river, drank with a friend on the moon, and threw a glass into the water, transformed into a white owl.
Later, he had a relationship with Huang Tingguo's founding emperor.
And the "friend" of the Yuanying monk was Wu Yi's father, the 10,000-year-old Jiao Cheng Longzhou, who humbly asked the Taoist priest who wandered here.
So in Wu Yi's eyes, this Baihu River Water God Empress, who has an incorrect background and no background at all, is also worthy of being on an equal footing with him?
It's just that Wu Yi doesn't know the true identity of that Taoist, and he doesn't even know his name.
I only remember the middle-aged Taoist priest from the country, with yellow shirt and hemp shoes, holding a sword on his back, indeed a fairy style.
Wu Yi asked his father once afterwards, so he didn't dare to ask again.
Cheng Longzhou only said a few words back then, playing a dumb riddle, saying it was equivalent to not saying it.
"With a finite body, refine the endless fire courtyard."
"Form an unparalleled Jin Danke, and the earth immortal will not be insulted by the heavenly immortal."
Obviously, his father admired the wandering Taoist priest extremely.
Had it not been for such a relationship, Xiao Luan would like to take the position of the water of the Baihu River firmly.
Wu Yi emphasized his tone and asked, "Is it still the posture of closing the mountain over there?"
Huang Chu nodded and said, "Idlers are always stopping, and visitors are not allowed to climb the mountain."
Wu Yi curled his lips and said with a complicated expression: "Dare you believe it?"
Huang Chu Zhiqu shut up and said nothing.
In less than thirty years, Luopo Mountain changed from a little-known mountain to a sect of Zongzitou.
Some immortal mansions on the hills that have managed to open up the mountains may have only received a few disciples after thirty years have passed. If you have a familiar face with neighboring fairy houses and mountain countries, you can burn incense.
So Huang Chu certainly couldn't believe it.
But how dare he arbitrarily put his beak on the rise of the Fallen Mountain.
In fact, for the Luopo Mountain, Wu Yi and Ziyang Mansion, they didn't really care about it back then, so they didn't think much about winning relationships and maintaining the incense.
Up to now, even if Ziyang Mansion wanted to climb high branches, it would not be able to climb high.
Near Piyun Mountain, the little-known Laupao Mountain, if not heard, is already a blockbuster. Zhengyang Mountain, which has just been promoted to the sect, is like a poor foil and stepping stone.
Just like Fengxue Temple said a fair word, this celebration of Emperor Bamboo Sovereign was held for Luopo Mountain.
Wu Yi immediately asked the current Palace Master Huang Chu to go to Old Longzhou in person, and sent a long overdue gift, even if he knew it was unpleasant, he could reach out and not hit the smiley person.
At that time, the young mountain owner was not at home, and he went out for a long trip. The person on the side of Luopo Mountain was Zhu Lian, who was in charge, and he was considered a half acquaintance. Back then, he followed Chen Ping’an to visit Ziyang Mansion, as if he had a reminiscence with Huang Chu. , It’s a good chat.
The reason why Wu Yi didn't go to Luopo Mountain in person was ridiculous, because she couldn't save face, and even more so...she didn't dare to go.
That black charcoal girl who followed Chen Ping'an back then turned out to be Zheng Qian, the great female master later! The big disciple of Luopo Mountain, Pei Qian.
In that battle in the middle of Aquarius Island, Wu Yi had worked hard, and he had also seen Zheng Qian strike a punch on the battlefield.
The young woman with the ball in the hair bun often kills demons and saves people.
In private, during the war, the many genealogical masters of Aquarius Island gathered together. After all, it was a common feeling in the end, because Zheng Qian belonged to his family.
Dali’s companion even passed a resolution for her to make an exception, allowing Zheng Qian to rush to the battlefield by herself and open a battle line.
Wu Yi couldn't superimpose the heroic young woman's great master, who was engulfing the power of thunder every time he shot, with the image of the little black charcoal that year.
Wu Yi still remembered that at the banquet, Chen Ping’an was indeed accompanied by a small oil bottle. She was a weird little girl. She used a lame excuse to ask Chen Ping’an, who was a master, to ask for a cup of celestial brew. In the end, he could only drink a cup of fruit to soothe his gluttons.
When Wu Yi was in the accompanying capital, he was visiting friends by car on the street, and by chance met a young master who was walking on foot. At that time, Wu Yi was still at a loss. I nodded in salute, and there was a slight smile on his face. Maybe the other party was sincere, but it fell in the eyes of others. In fact, it’s weird.
It was because after Zheng Qian paid more times, Dali's companion capital began to circulate a humorous saying, "When Zheng Qian smiles, the battlefield suffers."
Every time she enters the battlefield, it is the result of the sky and the earth sinking, and the places she passes by are all devastated.
Zheng Qian would only smile a little when he met a powerful enemy of the monster race, or when she was seriously injured, as if he finally felt a little bit interesting.
Huang Chu asked: "When did the Patriarch see that Xiao Luan?"
Wu Yi sneered: "Let her leave her for a few more hours, and wait until the New Year's Eve dinner starts, and then see off the guests. Talk to me about business? Then I will give her a chance to say three things."
This time Xiao Luan visited Ziyang Mansion with only one entourage, Sun Deng, a pure martial artist and the chief worshipper of Baihu River Water Mansion.
The residence arranged by the mansion is the same as last time. At any rate, it is a secluded place with a detached house. The name of the Baihu River Water God Empress is very popular in any place in Huang Ting Country, even in the palace of Huang Ting Country, Xiao Lu is the same. It will be the guest of the monarch, but it doesn't work in this Ziyang Mansion.
There are tens of thousands of kindnesses in the world, asking for one thing, just bow your head.
Xiao Luan burned incense and made tea in the house. The tea set and the water used for making the tea were all provided by Xiao Luan. At this moment, she and Sun Deng were drinking tea together. NS."
Just now there was such a big movement in the mansion, a loud call from the ancestor of the cave spirit shook the sky, and coupled with the ripples of the water law that Wu Yiluan had descended on, Xiao Luan could conclude that she would still be unable to see Wu Yi for a while. of.
Sun Deng said indifferently, "I laughed and everyone laughed at me, and looked at ordinary things with a normal heart."
Xiao Luan's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and he smiled: "If Sun Gongfeng is a cultivator, the Baihu River Water Mansion will be smaller."
Sun Deng shook his head.
Climbing and cultivating the path are too particular about qualifications and opportunities for the immortal family, and Sun Deng believes that he has no such fate.
Xiao Luan added tea to Sun Deng, and after a few chatter words, the water of the Baihu River could not hide her frown.
Last time I was lucky and passed the blunder. What about this time?
She came to the door this time to discuss with Wu Yi an important event related to her own Dao, because Xiao Luan just received a secret letter from Huang Ting’s Ministry of Rites, the key water gods that have been hanging in the air for a long time. Locations, such as the Tiefu River Water Mansion, which has no owner for the time being, and the post of Qiantang Chief Cao Yong vacated by Li Li, will soon fill the vacancies one by one. The Dali court has been planning for this for a long time. One of the water gods of the Li vassal country, the landscape genealogy is only six ranks. Of course, she does not dare to expect too much. Among them, the most important thing is that there is a gossip that has a nose and eyes, saying that Ye Qingzhu, the goddess of the river water god, seems to be willing to replace it. Under the jurisdiction of the river, she was willing to adjust other places, and she even took the initiative to lower her level by half, but she also wanted to leave the Yuye River.
And Huang Tingguo's Hanshi River, the first water god, wanted to make up for that Iron Fu River, and Xiao Luan's Baihu River was similar in water to that Hanshi River. Once the Hanshi River Water God could be promoted, Xiao Luan would hope to follow suit. Furthermore, the water god's golden body and the temple's water house were replaced together, and then the height of the image was raised by one foot as usual.
of course not
Xiao Luan promised with Ziyang Mansion that he was willing to go to the capital of Huangting Kingdom to meet with His Majesty the Emperor. He strongly recommended the Tiezheng River God, and also promoted to the first level as the Baihu River Water God. After all, this is not illegal.
This is the case in the officialdom. When a person changes his official status and moves his position, whether it is promotion or loss of office, it often "benefits" the next group of officials.
The Shanshui officialdom is particularly obvious. After passing this village, there is no such shop, and it is often missed for a while, and it is necessary to stare at each other for a hundred years or even anxious for hundreds of years.
Xiao Luan wanted to come here to walk around, to try his luck, because last time I had a boring loss. If it weren’t for someone’s righteousness, I would say whether he could get out of Ziyang Mansion or not. In fact, in the past few years, Xiao Luan, He didn't make up for it, and took the initiative to repair the relationship with Ziyang Mansion, but he never met Wu Yi again.
But if Xiao Luan learns from the imperial river water god, consumes incense, and asks the court as a water for a cross-mountain pass, and ran to a certain place to cling to a relationship, Xiao Luan really can’t do such a shameless deed. Besides, she was even more afraid of self-defeating. When she was really going to the Luopo Mountain, it wouldn't be a big deal to close her door. She was afraid that she would annoy the young mountain owner who seemed to be...wholesome.
In recent years, Mrs. Xiao Luan respected Sun Deng, the chief guest of the Water Mansion, because this pure martial artist who took refuge in the Baihu River halfway is the most famous person in the temple of the river.
In addition, Sun Deng was born in Huang Tingguo Xingwu in his early years, and he personally led soldiers to fight in the war. In these years, he has indeed managed a water palace that was originally lax in order and functioning in an orderly manner.
Since ancient times, how many gifted men, beautiful women, heroes and heroes, the clouds and the snow disappear, the waning moon is short of people, and the glasses are empty.
Xiao Luan didn't want to look too sad on Sun Deng's side, and tried to beat his spirits, and chatted with Sun Deng about some strange and interesting things that happened recently in the Great Sui Dynasty.
On the other side of the Tieqian River, after taking a short walk with Gao Niang, Chen Ping'an left, and went to Ziyang Mansion unconsciously with Qing. He went directly to Jianchi Hall and stood there for a while.
After that, Wu Yi walked out of the threshold of the lobby with Palace Chief Huang Chu. In fact, there were two outsiders standing beside them.
Chen Ping'an stood outside the door with sleeves in both hands, looking at the plaque hanging high from the Patriarch's Hall, and he looked at the handwriting of the long-term dragon boat of Dafu Academy Mountain.
Earlier in the Sui'an County, Chen Ping'an took Qingtong to a simple school with closed doors.
At that time, Chen Pingan was standing outside a row of low wooden fences in a daze.
The work of a lifetime lies in the heart, and Shinsai is the sharpening room.
Tonight is the 30th Eve of the New Year's Eve for family reunion, and tomorrow is the beginning of spring when we resign from the old and welcome the new.
Every year after the two dragons rise in February, there is the Shangsi Festival on March 3 and the Ching Ming Festival, which is mostly between the mid-spring and late spring, when going out here is the spring.
After that, it's May 5th.
Unconsciously, I have spent my life and a half in the spring outing.