Sword of Coming

Heaven and earth are like an eternal couple. If you look at it upside down, the galaxy is shining brightly, and the lights of thousands of houses are shining. The earth, mountains and rivers are like caissons.

With a flash of sword light, Chen Ping reached out to catch the Chuanxin Feijian, read the content, and said with a smile: "It's better to come early than to come by coincidence."

The second seat Xie knows his own mountain master, "Have you picked up the money?"

Chen Pingan handed the envelope to Xie Gou, nodded and said with a smile, "Well, good things come in pairs."

It turns out that there was finally some good news over the temporarily established Ancestral Hall in Yunyan Country. After all the hard work of excavating Dadu, various forces moved mountains and diverted water along the way. A certain small vassal country of the Yu Dynasty was here. In a few days, the ruins of a dragon palace on land that violated the etiquette system were unintentionally excavated. The majestic atmosphere is almost comparable to the three thousand-year-old Sihai Dragon Palace. The tens of thousands of years of coral contained in it are rare in the world. This thing is priceless. It is a natural treasure pavilion that can hang various spiritual treasures. It can also be refined into a sword frame, which has many wonderful uses and is unimaginable.

Since it is not generally valuable, the final ownership of this land dragon palace is worth pondering.

Xie Gou read the letter written by Mr. Zhong, and said with a laugh: "Without these shit-stirring sticks like Qingyang, Tongyezhou's fortune will improve all of a sudden."

She immediately asked a key question: "In the covenant signed with Yu Guizong and the others, is there a clear solution to this situation in advance?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Of course there must be. There must be a general framework that everyone agrees with in advance. Otherwise, money and silk will touch people's hearts. If we talk about feelings when we should talk about money, wouldn't it hurt our feelings? Including Dongtian Paradise, various ancient monasteries , the country where the Immortal Mansion ruins are located can take 20% of the income, which is equivalent to their ancestral property. If it is located within the boundaries of a certain Immortal Mansion sect with clear title deeds, it can also share 20%. In fact, at the beginning, our Sect Master Cui felt that It was enough to show loyalty by deducting two achievements, and let the local country and the mountain sect discuss the division of the accounts. Neither the Yao family of Daquan nor the Ye family of Pushan agreed. The Yugui Sect wanted to compete. See our Qingping Sword Sect Capital No objection, forget it. As for the rest, according to the money-spending efforts of Qingping Sword Sect, Yugui Sect, Daquan Yao Sect and other forces, according to their respective proportions, they will get matching dividends. Of course, a certain country, a certain country In the Immortal Mansion, you can trade their respective 20% bonuses on the spot, find a next home, and exchange them for cash."

Xie Gou grinned, and when it comes to money, our mountain master is very energetic.

Xie Gou rubbed his hands and asked, "Dragon Palace is heavily restricted. If we come to open the door, can we get more?"

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly, his second priest still cared about making money.

Since the landscape restrictions of the Dragon Palace have always been the most difficult to crack among the various ruins and secret realms, the Yu Dynasty did not dare to act rashly and "open the door" casually, fearing that an accident would cause the ground to shake and a series of other consequences. Become a disaster. So there is no way to give an accurate estimate for the time being.

The secluded Taoists in the world have opened up Taoist temples, but they have to admit that there is no hope of Taoism in this life, because they do not want to cut off the Taoist lineage, or they hope that the virtuous and predestined people in the future will get it and help pass on the Dharma lineage. Or maybe you have a little bit of luck, thinking that after you are reincarnated, you can one day revisit your old place, renew your relationship, and climb mountains to practice Taoism again. As long as you succeed, your "present body" can save a lot of trouble on the road of cultivation. Therefore, this kind of dojo without an owner will often leave one or two clues, so that it will not be a dead end.

On the other hand, the big and small Dragon Palaces are recognized as places where treasures are hidden, and the meaning of burial is even more important. In history, there are many tragedies that the abandoned Dragon Palace was opened without authorization, which caused the mountains and rivers to shake and affected one party.

As for the Dragon Palace where Bai Deng was hiding, if Chen Ping'an hadn't happened to be nearby, and Lu Chen was responsible for clearing the way, the country would have been as powerful as the Great Li Dynasty, and they wouldn't have dared to take it lightly.

Chen Pingan said: "It's probably not our turn to do it, now Feng Xuetao and Taoist Nen are both in the capital."

One is the named enshrined of Yu Guizong, and the other likes to show off. These two Ascendants became the best candidates to open the many doors of the Dragon Palace.

In fact, a certain Ascended Realm is more suitable. It’s just that Yang Zhi, who used the pseudonym Jing Xing and served as a priest of the Yao family, has left the capital. Apparently, Xie Gou’s appearance at the border of Yunyan Kingdom earlier alerted the big monster and chose to avoid it. .

This account is easy to calculate, Xiaomo and Bai Jing, even if Yang Zhi has Zhu Yan by his side to help out, he must only have to run away, and even worry about whether he will run or not.

At this moment, in the direction of Nan Posuo Continent, there was a majestic Dao Qi rising straight into the sky. The glow was endless, and a purple-gold vortex appeared in the sky, with a little golden light rising slowly.

There is the auspicious scene of the ethereal music, the long ringing of the jade chime, the celestial maidens scattering flowers, and the celestial officials blessing.

Another person has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

In the ashram where this person was, thousands of disciples and disciples looked up at the magnificent scroll, their eyes blurred and fascinated.

When the Taoist man returned to the mountain dojo, they finally came to their senses and shouted in unison, congratulating the ancestor on his ascension...

Chen Pingan could only rely on the qi-watching technique to get a rough idea of ​​the weather.

Xie Gou didn't know what kind of secret technique he used, so he watched it with great interest.

All kinds of strange things come one after another. Auspicious miracles, Lingbao opportunities, came into being as the times require, and they spring up like bamboo shoots after rain.

Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in Beiju, flew up on the Luan.

As Lu Chen's direct disciple, Cao Rong soared on the sea in daylight.

Fu Qi from the old dragon city had just left the customs and became a fairy.

In Tongyezhou, there is also Huang Ting, a woman who has not long returned to Haoran. She has no bottleneck in cultivating Taoism, but she breaks through inexplicably and becomes a Taoist master.

Xie Gou murmured for no reason, "Unrequited love is like toothache."

Chen Pingan asked: "Did the old cook say it again?"

Xie Gou complained: "Don't always be an old cook. Show some respect to Mr. Lao Zhu."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You don't have to beat around the bush or make insinuations. Of course I am happy to see you and Xiao Mo become Taoist partners. I will definitely help anyone who can."

Xie Gou smiled brightly, very flatteringly, and raised his arms to make a fist-clenching gesture, "Mr. Zhu said that when it comes to love between men and women, the mountain master is a hidden master. Hold it in your hand pinch!"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Senior Xiancha believes this, do you believe it too?"

Back then on Osmanthus Island, when Chen Ping'an was still a teenager, he rarely boasted to others without drafting. At that time, Gu Qingsong was stunned.

Xie Gou asked: "The Mountain Master seems to be afraid of the Master of Bixiao Cave?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Of course I'm in awe. Besides, as the mountain master, I have to think more about Wei Xian and the others. I'm very reserved in what I say and do."

Xie Gou said: "Are you worried that they are puppets? Then just say it directly. With Xiao Mo here, fellow Taoist Bixiao will sell you face no matter what. Is it because the mountain master thinks that asking for help is too embarrassing?"

Chen Ping'an said: "If it were feasible, I would have said it a long time ago. Face is worth a lot of money. But the problem is that old viewers may not be willing to accept this. I am afraid that it will backfire on me if I am suspected of being good and getting a bargain."

Xie Gou nodded and said: "That's right, Fellow Daoist Bixiao's temper is indeed a bit strange."

Not accepting disciples, not teaching the Dharma, being alone with few close friends.

Another example is when the wild world is attacking Haoran, the smoke is everywhere, and it will not go away.

When the world in Haoran is peaceful, he will go to Qingming, where chaos has arisen.

What are you drawing? Do you dislike too much power? Are you kidding me by deliberately wasting your own moral integrity?

In fact, there is another very important reason. The master of Bixiao Cave seems to have a special impression of his own mountain master?

Xie Gou suggested: "Mountain Master, I'm bored anyway, why don't we go to the next mountain to have some wine?"

Chen Ping'an said: "There's nothing to talk about with them, it's just boring."

It's just that Xie Gou has removed the cover-up, so Chen Pingan just let her go without deliberately adding a formation to cover up his whereabouts.

The eyes of everyone over there were full of alertness. In the wilderness, two people suddenly appeared next to them, making everyone nervous.

Xie Gou threw out a piece of colorful silk satin that was more than ten feet long from his sleeve, and swept it towards the adjacent hilltop, like a rainbow across the sky, constantly stretching. The girl in the mink hat walked on the "bridge" with a bright smile, cupping her fists and shouting: "Fellow Taoists, don't panic, my senior brother and I are both upright and righteous people."

She has already made a draft. She is the proud daughter of an unknown small sect. She and her senior brothers are looking for fellow disciples and slaying demons along the way. Along the way, they have gained a lot...

Who doesn't know how to make up stories?

Hey, where is the owner of the mountain?

Everyone saw the strange girl who didn't know where to stand. She suddenly stomped her feet and turned around and ran away halfway. She put away the good-looking colorful satin spirit treasure and said in a hurry: "Senior brother, wait for me."

She has a kind of natural intuition, which is similar to the Buddhist clairvoyance. She can see the true body and appearance of the great monks and many other visions without any obstacles.

There was a vague green figure on the other side of the mountain. Even if she just glanced at it, her heart was already unstable. But the other person's figure disappeared in a flash, and she didn't have time to take a closer look.

But in her eyes, the "girl" who built the bridge with colorful satin was like a sixteen-armed female god, with a terrifying and wild aura that made her breathless.

Before the girl in the mink hat turned and left, she clearly glanced at herself, nodded, and seemed to be smiling.

After catching up with the mountain master who was already more than a hundred miles away, Xie Gou said: "He is just a make-shift Taoist, but it's a pity that he didn't have the chance to enter the famous sect with the prefix Zong."

Xie Gou's so-called qualifications, if nothing else, he must have started as an Earth Immortal. I heard them talking about things on the mountain earlier. The immortal elders and respected seniors they respected as gods were the two golden elixirs. The few young talents who they thought were unattainable, the so-called giants in Taoism, were Just watch the sea.

Xie Gou actually has several forms. The current appearance of a girl in a mink hat is one of a kind, a kind of self-conquer.

The other one is the way she faced the ghost fairy Zheng Dan at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. In ancient times, Bai Jingduo appeared in this body and walked the earth.

The third form that the female cultivator looked at tonight was more like the appearance of Xie Gou. The fourth type is, of course, Xie Gou’s true form of the demon clan.

In addition, there is a kind of perfect state that Xie Dog will only show when fighting for his life with people.

Xiao Mo, who likes to fight swordsmen with strong men, had no choice but to run to Luobaotan to avoid her when facing Bai Jing.

The old blind man's vision is so high, his evaluation of Bai Jing is not low.

Chen Pingan asked: "The nun sitting on the ivory mat?"

Xie Gou shook his head and said, "The one with freckles is the green leaf for the former."

Chen Ping'an recalled his previous encounter by the river, and remembered the favoritism of the green-sleeved and yellow-crowned female fairy. He made a joke and laughed at himself: "I like to judge people by their appearance."

Xie Gou asked: "I'll go back and say hello to Cui Zongzhu, let him pay attention?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

On the mountain, you don’t have to change your genealogy before you can go to another ashram to practice Taoism. Just like the female genealogy cultivators on Zhuchai Island on the back of the fish, you can go to the Lotus Root Blessed Land to practice. They also help in Dragon Boat Turning Ink and Niujiaodu Baofuzhai, which is similar to officialdom. Secondment, or "walking" in a certain official position in a certain yamen. Generally speaking, Qi practitioners with such experience and qualifications are often direct disciples who have been carefully cultivated by the ancestral hall of the small sect. The Daxian Mansion is also willing to treat them with great courtesy and is happy to use them as wedding clothes. The latter will be both emotional and reasonable in the future. On the road of construction, the former is regarded as half of her natal family.

Yu Xuan took the initiative to send Taoist Ding and the others to Luoba Mountain, which is a good example.

Of course, there is also the Great Master Wen of Lingfei Palace who came here angrily and left behind happily.

Now Wen carefully does not regard himself as an outsider.

Wen Xinxiu doesn't know what to think, Luoposhan didn't pay him a salary, but was killed by Zheng Dafeng again and again, and he already owed a lot of debt. Wen Chengxin actually "repayed evil with kindness". He spent a lot of thought and carefully compiled a boxing manual to deceive the children who were practicing martial arts. He said that it was a secret book for getting started in martial arts. It was the basis of the basics. If you can't learn it, it means that None of you are good at practicing martial arts.

He also suggested to Zheng Dafeng that two groups of children from Yingyufeng and Huayingfeng should fight each other, and they would have group fights twice a month. Anyway, with him watching, they would only get some flesh injuries at most, but they would not hurt the roots. Jumping into the Fish Mountain, how many punches I have learned, how many fairy arts I have realized, how many catties and how many taels I have, I always have to take it out for a walk. Zheng Dafeng, as the master of Yingyu Peak, accepted them one by one, and Xie Gou, as the head coach of Huaying Peak, had no objection to this, but she secretly used Gan Bingjun to help the eight learn something. Children who can't do what they can do, open a small stove, and teach a few quick agility and fairy arts.

As a result, the cultivating geniuses of Huaying Peak lost completely against those martial arts geniuses who were fierce and good at cooperating.

Feeling very embarrassed by the faceless coach, Mr. Xie, he ran out to relax.

Originally, Gan Tang only regarded going to Jumping Fish Mountain as a part-time job as a hard job, so he directly built a hut on Huaying Peak, and did not return to the Sword Worship Platform.

Zheng Dafeng cooked the kitchen himself, set up three tables for a celebration banquet, and asked them if they were happy beating up the Qi practitioners. Wen carefully reminded them not to be arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat, deliberately emphasizing the word "not discouraged in defeat". It made the children laugh. Zheng Dafeng exchanged cups with Brother Wen, saying that they can win a big victory, half of the credit should go to Brother Wen. It turns out that for this seemingly joking confrontation, Wen Chengxin was very attentive. He helped draw accurate maps in advance, set up ambush locations, how to lure the enemy deep, and when, where and where to outflank...all using the art of war.

It seems that Grandmaster Wen was very happy staying in Luopo Mountain.

In fact, at the celebration banquet, Zheng Dafeng also pointed out some flaws and felt that their acting skills were a bit lacking. He said that we must know what we, the mountain masters, were like when we were your age.

The two tables full of teenagers and girls under the eaves were completely silent for a moment. Everyone pricked up their ears and lowered their heads to eat.

The key is that there was a white-haired boy squatting at the door, writing furiously. On a certain day of a certain year, Zheng Dafeng, the military leader of Tiaoyu Mountain, publicly praised the owner of the mountain. The original text is as follows...

Zheng Dafeng smiled awkwardly, pretending to be calm, and waved his hand, ha, drink, drink, eat meat.

With a forced smile, Zheng Dafeng called Konghou sister, trying to win him over. The white-haired boy stood up, put away the pen and paper, yelled, and cursed disgustingly! Walk away with the evidence.

Taking Xie Gou into the territory of Yunyan Kingdom together, walking neither fast nor slow, the scenery along the way is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the willows are lush and the flowers are luxuriant.

Passing by a temporarily unowned lotus pond, the breeze is cool and the lotus leaves are pavilions. I think it used to cover the waist of a beautiful woman in the old days.

I believe that the boys and girls on the land of Tongyezhou will become more and more beautiful.

some people.

Walk carefully in the world and work hard to please the world.

We are all afraid of hurting people in this world.

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In a fly restaurant in Yulindu, a young man in white clothes with a red mole on his eyebrows and a young woman with a round bun were eating supper at the same table. They ordered a grilled fish and two kilograms of bulk soil. Make barley wine. The young man had no proper posture, squatting on the bench, holding a wine glass, talking and talking non-stop. The woman was quite magnanimous, she chewed her food slowly and kept silent, just listening to the young man who couldn't keep his mouth shut with barley wine and delicious food.

And the young man talked about Xiantian with a louder tone, just like talking at the table in a market restaurant about a multi-million-dollar business.

"Liu Caishen of Aaizhou and Mr. Fan, the ancestor of the merchants, in fact, there is no superiority or inferiority in the paths taken by both parties. One path is to disperse money, and the other is to gather money, both are within the scope of human harmony. "

"It is rumored that the casting and expenditure of every snowflake are imprinted with Liu Caishen's thoughts. Of course it is just a rumor. If this is the truth, it is too scary."

"How Liu Caishen joins the Tao, when and where he joins the Tao, the Confucian Temple has no control over it. Mr. Fan just missed the mark and there is nothing he can do. The rules of etiquette and sage are very important. After all, all the schools of thought are under his control."

"Mr. Fan spent a lot of money in Aquarius Island before, which was a subtle temptation of the merchant. To be precise, it was a means of inspection by the merchant. Of course, we don't have to doubt Mr. Fan's original intention and intention. He Naturally, he has a heart for Haoran, and his own attitude towards money is even more detached. But he couldn't bear the bad things about the saint, Mr. Fan and the merchants gave away countless money, and almost moved out half of his family's wealth, which is obviously a great contribution Yu Haoran's, in the end, after the end of the war, the reward according to merit, and the start of the wild war, he put all his eggs in one basket and bet on Mr. Fan's unity of the Tao, so that a rising tide would raise all boats, and one person would ascend to the sky. The water is floating, and there is no movement at all. The Temple of Confucianism just raised the status of the merchant, so the whole merchant is dumbfounded. It is obvious that this road will not work. On the wild battlefield, should the children of the merchant continue to throw money? It's a very worrying question. Mr. Fan didn't say anything, and those in charge of the merchants decided whether it was not enough to give half of the family fortune, so they gambled big? Empty all the family fortune, this is finally sincere Right? Among the hundreds of schools of thought, which one can be more kind than our business?"

Speaking of this, Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Master, guess what?"

Pei Qian shook his head and said, "I can't guess."

Cui Dongshan said slowly: "Since the businessman has become one of the hundreds of schools, he has never been poor. Now he has become a pauper with iron shoulders and full sleeves. Who will believe this kind of thing. But courtesy If Sheng doesn't nod his head for a day, Mr. Fan will not be able to cross the threshold for a day. The merchants who have spent all their money are almost arguing about it internally, with complaints and complaints. Don’t even think about recovering the capital, who will not be aggrieved, so the business has shown signs of splitting into several hills. In business with the Confucian Temple, there are also those who want to take the opportunity to establish their own, such as Ji Ran's family and several lineages and legal systems."

Pei Qian asked, "That Mr. Fan, what's your attitude?"

Cui Dongshan said to himself: "As long as you are looking for profit, as long as you have the slightest impurity, you are doomed to fail. But if you don't make money, there is no businessman who doesn't make money, right, big sister?"

Pei Qian said absently, "That's right."

Cui Dongshan said with a grin: "Not long ago, Liu Youzhou was obsessed with ghosts and ran to hang out with Gu Can, otherwise he would definitely come and hang around the big sister."

Pei Qian was puzzled, "He really likes me? Didn't you guys make fun of me?"

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Isn't it normal to like the kind and wonderful elder sister?"

Pei Qian shook his head and said seriously, "It's not normal."

Cui Dongshan said helplessly: "Sister, you can't always feel that you are a little black charcoal, can you?"

Pei Qian rolled his eyes.

Cui Dongshan changed his reason, "No matter how ugly a woman is, there are people who like it."

Pei Qian nodded and said, "This reason is more reliable."

Cui Dongshan quickly added, "Sword Fairy Mi said, I just borrowed it."

After eating half of the grilled fish, the elder sister and the younger brother moved the chopsticks together to turn the grass carp over. Cui Dongshan took a mouthful of chopsticks.

Pei Qian took a sip of Job's tears wine, and started wandering again. Cui Dongshan said: "The Dragon Palace on land, before it is opened, there is no way to accurately estimate the value without making a list."

"Generally speaking, as long as we don't dispute the ownership of the Immortal Mansion ruins in the south, Yu Guizong won't touch this Dragon Palace. "

"Sell it again, and keep it full!"

Pei Qian could hear his left ear coming in and his right ear coming out. At this moment, a middle-aged man walked into the restaurant and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Cui, is this wine glass for sale?"

Cui Dongshan grinned and said nothing, as long as this guy asks, the price will definitely not be a problem.

But Cui Dongshan seemed to deliberately raise the bar: "Even if I am willing to sell, Mr. Fan may not be able to afford it."

Mr. Fan smiled and said, "Then a gentleman should not take what others like."

Cui Dongshan became anxious all of a sudden, moved his buttocks to make room for Mr. Fan, and invited him to sit down. Mr. Fan was not polite, and asked the shop assistant for a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Pei Qian put down his chopsticks and took the initiative to say hello to the founder of the business across the table. Mr. Fan smiled and nodded in greeting, "Famous teachers give rise to outstanding disciples, Master Chen Shan can be called the master of both practicing and teaching boxing."

Cui Dongshan was amazed, businessman, this is a businessman.

When you are away from home, you have to talk about eye relationship.

Pei Qian, who was still little Heitan, traveled with the big white goose to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. She didn't dare to look at the big sword fairy on the top of the city.

If you watch too much, your eyes will hurt.

Last time, I was in the blessed land of Ouhua in my hometown. Pei Qian was by the mouth of the well, looking up at the majestic old Taoist priest.

It was only later that she learned that this old temple master was the veritable god of Ouhua Fudi.

With the Jiuquan Cup, people who like to drink don't need to make or buy wine.

How is this different from a poor bachelor who can't afford a wife but can meet a goddess every night in his dreams?

Mr. Fan took a piece of fish meat with his chopsticks, and asked with a smile, "Is it really not for sale?"

Cui Dongshan sighed, "You come and I bargain, of course it's okay, if you sell it, you really don't sell it."

Back then, Cui Dongshan went to Sun Juyuan's private house secretly, and the two sides had a heart-to-heart talk.

Sun Juyuan, who owns a Jiuquan cup, is elegant and elegant. He has never been to the famous wine shop, so naturally he didn't write the "nothing" card.

As for whether Sun Juyuan bought the seals of Baijianxian and Wujianxian, it is unknown.

He and Cui Dongshan, an outsider, chatted very well.

"I'm Dongshan." "I'm still Xihe."

The only hero who dared to talk back to his face.

As long as you have been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there will always be some impressive people or things.

Sun Juyuan, who didn't have the slightest liking for Haoran Tianxia, ​​once had a "but" that was not what Cui Dongshan expected.

"But." "I want to cross the city, have I agreed?"

Mr. Fan suddenly asked: "I have not been able to find a way to join the Tao. Does Mr. Cui have any good suggestions?"

Cui Dongshan looked strange, "A person in the Ascension Realm, ask a fairyland, how do you get along?"

Mr. Fan frowned and said, "Did you really forget, or are you just pretending to be stupid?"

Cui Dongshan asked with a puzzled face, "How do you say it?"

No wonder he calls himself Mr. Cui, not Sovereign Cui. It turned out that the old bastard owed the other party a huge debt, and now the creditor came to the door? Easy to handle, bad debts!

Mr. Fan said: "In the early years in Dali City, Mr. Cui said that the saint of ritual will never let the merchant's status be too high, and will always be inferior to the yin and yang family of the right time, the farmer's family of the right location, and the poems and chapters of Renhe. On the one hand, to put it simply, as long as I am still the patriarch of the merchant, I will not be able to enter the fourteenth realm. No matter what method I use, Li Sheng will not "give way". But Cui Chen said he has a way , can show me a path to harmony.”

Cui Dongshan blinked, "Did he really say that? Exactly, word for word?"

Mr. Fan felt very helpless, "Sect Master Cui, do you think I will joke about this kind of thing?"

It is a matter of course for businesses to make money. Generally speaking, if Mr. Fan wants to be consistent, he wants to make money and become the richest person in the world.

As it turns out, this path doesn't work. Then do the opposite, loose money is like a scattered way, not only earning money is the first, spending money is also the first, between the gathering and dispersing of money, the world is full of countless large and small, invisible "wealth paths" , but the result is still not successful. In fact, Mr. Fan had expected this.

Cui Dongshan rubbed his chin, thought about it, and said cautiously: "To tell you the truth, that old bastard had suffered at the wine table when he was young, so he hated businessmen the most. Mr. Fan, you know Yes, he is the youngest person with a narrow mind and can hold grudges for a long time, so... Maybe, probably, maybe, maybe he deliberately tricked you."

Pei Qian glanced at Mr. Fan who was sullenly, and could tell that he wanted to curse.

Since there was nothing to talk about, Mr. Fan said goodbye without wasting any time.

Cui Dongshan asked: "Mr. Fan, what's the matter?"

Mr. Fan endured and endured, finally restrained himself from yelling, and said angrily, "Go out and make money!"

Well, you embroidered tiger, are you really stealing from the rich and helping the poor? !

Cui Dongshan muttered, "Let's settle the bill first."

Mr. Fan took a deep breath, turned his head and waved to the boy in white, and said with a smile, "Come here."

Probably the feeling of this business patriarch at the moment is just like what Cui Dongshan himself said, the young man is so handsome, but unfortunately he is not dumb.

Cui Dongshan said: "I won't go there, just throw the money over."

Pei Qian reminded: "It's almost ready."

Cui Dongshan shook his head, his younger brother was a bold and skilled man, he was famous for not being afraid of anyone.

Pei Qian said, "Master seems to be on his way here."

Cui Dongshan stood up as if his butt was on fire, and quickly ran to the door, "Take a walk with Mr. Fan."

Mr. Fan walked in the alley, but he didn't shrink directly, he was out of sight and out of mind.

Cui Dongshan clasped the back of his head with both hands, and said with a playful smile: "If there is something good at the top, it must be bad at the bottom. Those who make the most money may be able to get it in the eyes of losing money, but those who make the most money will not be able to get out. Now, In future generations, how the apprentices and grandchildren of merchants make money, they all stare at you, the patriarchs on the hanging statues, and follow suit."

Mr. Fan said, "I understand the truth."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The key is a word of heart. Making money is nothing more than a gentleman's use of it properly. It is one thing to earn more and less, but another thing to be fierce or not. The standing of a businessman The foundation of the world is nothing but integrity. So how did integrity come about? It is nothing more than relying on being able to make more money, but willing to make less money. But the problem is that, above the wealth of the world, integrity can become the most important thing in calculations. Is there a common denominator? There are so many similar problems. Your business is full of paradoxes and loopholes. If you can’t reconcile these contradictions, you are doomed to fail to agree.”

Mr. Fan shook his head and said, "Don't tell me these superficial truths."

Cui Dongshan sneered and said, "Superficial?! If I were Li Sheng, no matter how much money you earn, you will always be at the bottom among all schools of thought."

Mr. Fan remained silent.

Cui Dongshan stood on tiptoe and patted Mr. Fan on the shoulder, "Old Fan, you're making money, it's not shabby."

Mr. Fan smiled wryly and was speechless.

Cui Dongshan withdrew his hand, shook his sleeves, put his hands around his sleeves again, and said calmly: "Cui Chan said to show you a way, but he didn't deceive you. In fact, it's not in the future, but at that time. From that moment on, you It is on the road paved by Cui Chan for you. From that moment until now, the only thing you need to do is to match your financial path with your heart. Therefore, at the same time, he is indeed trying to deceive you, deliberately scaring you with ritual sages. Yes, all schools of thought are different from ordinary monks. It’s not that easy to join the fourteenth stage and pass the heart. The last time the Confucian Temple was discussing, Li Sheng deliberately raised the status of the entire business, but he didn’t give way to you alone. , isn't it a test for you, Xiuhu made you give up, if you still have a chance, then Li Sheng will let you give up again. Mr. Fan, believe it or not, when you walk out of this alley, you will be in the fourteenth state ?”

Mr. Fan was thoughtful, half-believing.

Cui Dongshan held out his hand.

Mr. Fan showed doubts.

"Listen to what I have to say, how much money will you not give?"

Cui Dongshan said angrily: "The three of us drink and eat meat, don't pay the bill, spread the word, it's a joke!"

Mr. Fan smiled and took out a piece of silver and handed it to the boy in white.

Cui Dongshan turned and walked towards the restaurant, while Mr. Fan walked alone in the alley.

Stepping into the restaurant quickly, Cui Dongshan took out a few pieces of broken silver and put them on the table, winking at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian asked, "Why?"

Cui Dongshan said in his heart: "I am afraid of being beaten, so I ran away."

The moonlight is like water, overflowing the world.

A remote place in the northwest of Liuxiazhou, Yuncai Kingdom is not big, and the capital is even smaller.

Yuncai Kingdom is a vassal state of a great dynasty, and it is customary to offer tribute to the suzerain country every year, but it has always been less offerings and more from the suzerain country, because everyone knows that Yuncai Kingdom is really poor and its products are barren. That's fine, but also subsidies. Therefore, the envoy team of Yuncai Kingdom is notorious for coming to time and space and leaving time and space.

Although sparrows are small and well-equipped with all five internal organs, there are as many yamen in the capital, and it is said that the number is even more exaggerated than that of the suzerain country.

It's like what is said in the book, because of Bailing's care for the small imperial court, for a hundred years, it can be said that the age is prosperous, the government is well-organized and the people are harmonious, and there has never been a war.

There is a willow-yin lake in the capital, and a willow embankment, full of tourists all year round. Various buildings, boats, painted boats and geese are adorned by the waterside. Around the lake, there are Shangshu's mansion, the old mansion of the pavilion, the other courtyard of Zhonggui, the aristocratic families and the Jia clan get together next to each other, the wealthy gentry and wealthy merchants boast of their wealth, and the courtyards and private gardens of various families gather here, so there is a lot of noise every day. Zou Cong is noisy, especially in the early morning and evening return time, there are even more voices, and the roads are congested and noisy. The women compete for beauty and are impatient of loneliness. They often sit in sedan chairs and horses with palace-like makeup, passing through willows, singing birds and singing, and people are more beautiful than flowers.

In this first-class prosperous place, there is a young poor official working in the household department. Although his salary is meager, he is an official after all. She rented a house, and raised a personal servant girl who was tall and thick, and she hung a bag around her waist all the year round. The reason why the master and servant were able to pick up this big leak was because it was a haunted house. In short, the master is not a big official, and the maid is not beautiful and not conspicuous.

The maid's name is Yan Gua, and the young official's name is Shao Benchu.

In this small country in the middle of nowhere, the master has become a household official with the size of a sesame seed. He is in charge, which sounds good, but in fact the official hat is very small. Fortunately, he is donating houses and selling officials, so there is lucrative water. However, the real body stays in the house and often falls asleep, which literally means "daydreaming". Instead, at night, he likes to light up the lamp and read all night long, reading all kinds of miscellaneous books, night owl.

He looks like a yang god, so he goes to the yamen of the household department to count on time every day. He is extremely serious in his work, and he is a good hand in handling complicated official affairs. As for the yin spirit coming out of the body, it is responsible for the practice and nourishes the mind and soul of the real body. Therefore, twelve hours a day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, it is practiced all the time, and the result is twice the result with half the effort.

In the important place of the capital, next to the emperor, if the monks on the mountain travel far away as yin gods, and they are still officials, going in and out of the government office, busy with official duties, there is still a bit of taboo in the mountains and rivers.

She, the Goddess Hanging Inkstone who came to Liuxiazhou from the Mural City, said she was guarding the road in the house, but in fact, she had nothing to do every day. Lost interest, after seeing a few lantern festivals, that national teacher is not even a golden elixir. For the monks on the mountain, let alone a capital city, the entire Yuncai Kingdom is a small place. The amiable neighbors in the neighborhood each play their own way, so for more than a hundred years, they have generally lived in peace.

So even the realm of the national teacher is only the Dragon Gate realm. The cultivation ability is not great, but the Taoist temple looks quite magnificent.

Her only interest is that every six months, she will follow her master to the Liuxia Continent to capture lightning and refine the thunder pool.

This house is not big, and it is still rented. It is a three-entry courtyard. In fact, according to the owner's local background and current official salary, it is logically said that it is a bit difficult, so the owner often needs to make some calligraphy and paintings and sell them. , exchange some money back, naturally there are no extra maids and maids.

But on that night sailing ship, the owner was the Lord of Appearance City, whose alias was Shao Baojuan.

In the early years, the young ten who selected several worlds did not have the owner's share, and she was a little bit aggrieved.

The master took it easy, and instead comforted her, saying that in the officialdom at the foot of the mountain, if virtue is not worthy, the worst would be infamy in history, but if you practice on the mountain, if your strength is not worthy, accidents will happen.

The master also said that with his current state of paper, he really couldn't enter the list and comment, and if he met any one, he would die if there was a battle for the way. At most, among the ten candidates behind, barely occupied a place.

"What is the master's ambition?"

"If you are an official, a person from the bottom of the Han clan can become a minister who helps the emperor adjust yin and yang when he succeeds in the future."

"If you are practicing, try to one day be able to enter the Ascension Realm. I will go to Qingming Tianxia to see if there is a chance to continue to be an official."

"The master likes being an official so much?"

"I remember when I was a child, I caught Zhou and got an official seal."

"Official fans."

It seems that his grandparents and fathers were only local officials.

"How did the master recognize the criminal officer Hao Su?"

"A sleepwalking."

While chatting with the maid, Shao Benchu ​​flipped through the latest Shanshui Mansion newspaper.

It’s just that Haoran’s mansion newspapers don’t know how to write about the battle situation in the wilderness, but Shao Benchu ​​has a news channel, and knows that a young monk belonging to the line of novelists appeared on the battlefield there. Haoran Tianxia is unknown, but it shines brilliantly in the wild battlefield and is extremely eye-catching.

The novelist's introductory disciples were all responsible for building a village at first, and independently constructed the landscape, geography, and local customs. Step by step, from scratch, from less to more, from simple to complex, with this practice, practice makes perfect, gradually expand the site, from prefectures, counties and prefectures to a country, shape mountains and rivers gods, build Chenghuang Temple, Wenwu Temple, Wenchang Pavilion and temple Taoism Waiting, owning the mountains of the fairy family and the sects of the rivers and lakes, in the end people, things, and things will flourish. According to the preferences of each novelist, the world and everything in the "Jurisdiction" have their own emphasis. The only fly in the ointment is that being in the blessed land of white paper, even a banished immortal cannot feel the passage of time. In addition, the orientation, timing, weight, etc. are all far from the "real", as if there is a gap of paper. The novelist is also one of the most far away from the world of mortals among the hundreds of schools of thought.

And that young monk built a team of more than 100,000 fine cavalry on his own. Although these soldiers and horses are too particular about the right time and place, once they get out of the blessed land of paper, they will be greatly discounted, and they are also easy to be attacked by some targeted immortals. Spells, suffered from "wind and rain". But no matter what, this hand of the novelists will be a feat that Haoran Tianxia has never done in the previous war.

In some battlefields after the wild world, it is most suitable to use it for temporary battles.

Shao Benchu ​​regretted that he had never been to the wild world.

In a country school, Jiang Shangzhen, who is now a teacher, is reading at night with a bowl of soil roasted and a plate of peanuts.

On Luopo Mountain, Xiaomi Li spread out an "astronomical" diary. Most of the time, she only recorded the daily cloudy, sunny, rainy and snowy weather, whether the sky was full of clouds or the sky was clear, but occasionally she also wrote whether the moon was round or not, or whether this year's mountain The azalea is in full bloom. The sour plum soup made by the old cook himself is not enough for one bowl. It's not because of her greediness, nor because of the old cook's skill, but because the bowl is too small.

Another example is today, she secretly took a late sleep and found that the sun was shining outside the window, God was in a good mood.