On the kitchen of Youyifeng, the old chef wearing apron and sleeves was busy. With the help of warm trees, he saved a lot of effort. The steamer was blazing with hot mist. Just putting seasonings, there were two large tables, plates, bowls and other utensils, which were all celadons fired from the Longquan kiln, which were pleasing to the eye. The girl in the pink skirt had just brought three kinds of cooking wine from the wine cellar and poured a bowl. The old chef held the bowl and shook it gently, sniffed it, and nodded. Lu Langhuan and Liu Ai were either from the Zhongming Ding Food House at the foot of the mountain, or from the women who practiced immortal methods since childhood. Doing these things was really a pleasure. They actually knew it in their hearts. Looking at the old man's cooking skills, they couldn't help but think that it was a blessing to have such an elder in their family.

Mr. Zhu is not only patient and has a good temper, but also has elegant words and is not troubled to speak. He will take the initiative to chat with them about the hometown affairs at the foot of the mountain, many interesting customs and allusions, strange stories, and even they themselves do not know them. After a few words, the old man was actually aroused by the homesickness.

Generally speaking, there are several special chefs and cooks in the larger fairy temple on the mountain, who at least need to be proficient in medicinal food. This old man, who is said to be the old housekeeper of the mountain. Although he is simple in dressing, he has a blue shirt, long gown and cloth shoes, he also cleans himself up with a refreshing face. His face is harmonious and his gas is generous. The old man has an indescribable qualities, just like a kind of wealth and honor in his bones.

A little girl with sparse eyebrows ran into the kitchen, headed straight to the stove, sat on the small stool, picked up the bamboo fire drum, looked down at the red stove, she could start work at any time.

The young woman with a bun with meatballs also followed into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, smiled and took the gourd ladle handed over by Nuanshu, washed her hands, tied her apron, and stood next to the cutting board.

A woman in green dress with a hand-coated inkstone tied with a waist was responsible for helping with vegetables. During this period, she received the order from the old chef. She picked up a ham from the beam of the house and handed it to Senior Sister Pei.

It's still a while before the marriage.

A girl with a sable hat swayed into a wedding room with clever ideas and bowed, "Bride, the mountain master's wife are all good."

Ning Yao was bandaging an embroidered bag of wedding candies and nodding to Xie Gou.

I just said that the style of this embroidery bag is all drawn by Mr. Zhu, handmade samples of the warm tree, and entrusted to the female cultivator on the back of the fish and the textile women in the Caique Mansion to help knit. Liu Xianyang and Xie Yue both felt that there was no need for so many wedding candies, and Chen Ping'an just refused, saying that he could give it to someone.

Xie Gou jumped back suddenly, and said with a look of fright and stunning look: "Madam Shanzhu, I'm about to look good today."

Ning Yao pursed her lips and gave her a blank look.

Then she learned that Huailu was the identity of Shanjun, a woman from Luanshan. The girl with red cheeks lit up her eyes. Luanshan is a good place, marriage and child-seeking are all very good. She is very terrible and diligently close to her sister Huailu. Chief Xie naturally thought that she would let Sister Huailu help her to handle her wedding next time, and she would do it beautifully. As for Mr. Zhu and Mr. Jia, her family would not speak two words.

Huailu is a mountain king of the Crown Lord, so she naturally knows the name "Bai Jing", but she doesn't have much feelings about "ancient monster" and "Wild and White Scene".

Xie Gou thought that she had already taken down the sister Huailu, but she didn't even recognize Yi Jie Jinlan's sister on the spot. She turned to look at a beautiful woman who was putting on makeup for Xie Yue. She admired her skills for a while and asked, "Are you the maid of Master Gu?"

Gu Lingchen nodded.

Her name is Chunxiao, and her pseudonym in the wilderness is Ziwu Meng, one of the monks of the wilderness heavenly stems.

Gu Can gave him a new name, and with the surname Gu Can, the genealogy name is now called Gu Lingzheng.

He spoke to Xie Gou, Huailu was very casual, but Gu Lingzhen was more nervous, and he was a little more restrained than when he followed Gu Can before and saw the young hidden official.

After all, Chen Ping'an also has a Confucian identity. Before killing people, he always talks about etiquette and morality and the rules of the Confucian Temple.

How could Gu Lingchen not take Gu Lingchen, a "ancestor" in a wild hometown like Bai Jing and a founder of the wild cultivation in the world seriously?

Xie Gou glanced at her a few times and said strangely: "Miss is so lucky, she can actually refine an undetermined river? Can Concubine Fei and the others agree?"

Gu Lingzhen answered honestly: "I am in the wilderness, and the pseudonym of Ziwu Meng is still the one who has the identity of the heavenly stems. I just pretended to pass the imperial edict. Even Feifei misunderstood that it was Zhoumi's meaning, so I did not stop it."

Xie Gou nodded, "We seek wealth and honor in danger. In the words of our ancestor Jingqing, it is to take a try, double the temple, and turn the pond into a lake."

Xu Xiaoqiao was stunned when he heard this. Old Ancestor Jing Qing, the boy in green who was in a blacksmith shop by the river, thought about it again, it was indeed like what he could say.

Gu Lingwen actually has many ancient secrets, and he wanted to personally verify Yu Baijing. Xie Gou was not in the mood to talk about these old things about Chen Zhimao and a little girl. I heard that Gu Lingwen and the others had forced their mountain master to recite more than a dozen poems and wrote them right, and also made Gu Can play a few sets of fists and feet that had to be crackled. At first, the two shameless men wanted to dig a hole in the ground to drill down. After a while, the two guys became excited. Didn’t we just let the big men learn the woman’s orchid fingers, take a few steps, and sing opera? What’s the point? Ning Yao blushed and didn’t even see it. Gu Lingwen laughed loudly and burst into tears. Xu Xiaoqiao and Huailu were even more happy, and their scalp was numb, afraid that after today, Chen Ping'an and Gu Can would kill people to silence them.

Xie Gou gave them a thumbs up, "You dare to play with my mountain master and Sect Master Gu like this, all the sisters are the first ones."

Xie Gou asked, "Sister Xu, why is it still the bottleneck of the Jindan realm?"

Xu Xiaoqiao smiled calmly and said, "I'm at most in my life at the Nascent Soul Realm."

Xie Gou asked again: "Who told you?"

Xu Xiaoqiao smiled and said nothing. She knew herself, and that's the case. If we talk about the tenacity and purity of seeking Tao, Xu Xiaoqiao is actually not weak.

Xie Gou turned around and asked, "Madam Shanzhu, what do you think?"

Ning Yao said: "I feel that I will definitely stop at the Nascent Soul. Entering the fifth realm of the body is a difficult time to reach the sky. Xu Xiaoqiao refused to accept his fate. I believe that there is no way out for heaven, so there will be some opportunities."

After all, Xu Xiaoqiao is a disciple of the Longquan Sword Sect. He is not from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, nor is it Sun Chun, Bai Xuan and others, and Ning Yao is not good at saying anything harsh.

Xie Gou asked with a smile: "Xu Xiaoqiao, Xie Gou or Ning Yao said you must not succeed, but you cannot succeed? If you say you must succeed, you must succeed? When is the kendo path and the height of mountaineering? "

Xu Xiaoqiao sighed quietly, it was so simple to hear, but I still felt grateful to Dog and Ning Yao for their suggestions.

Xie Gou was not in a hurry. She had her own means to change Xu Xiaoqiao's face and take a look at the new world. As long as Xu Xiaoqiao saw the magnificent scene of the road with his own eyes, even if he just felt that it was within reach, even though he knew it was thousands of miles apart, he believed that she would still be moved.

Huailu realized it later and asked, "The shocking world-class communication between heaven and earth was the first female sword immortal who ascended to the sword and slashed the pillar of light, but?"

Ning Yao Chao Xie Gou raised her chin, "Her real appearance."

Huailu bowed and said, "The hero among the females, admire him very much!"

Xie Gou grinned and said, "What are the heroes' male and female?"

Near a pavilion halfway up the mountain at Youyi Peak, Xie Ling used magic to gather a large sea of ​​clouds to serve as a temporary ferry for ferry boats to moor.

Liu Xianyang and Xiao Mo squatted on the steps, eating melon seeds together.

You can see the strange phenomenon of the sea of ​​clouds on the other side of Qiyun Mountain. The white clouds are like hanging jade bead curtains, with twelve tassels, and they are worthy of being the old Baiyue.

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "It's a coincidence that the owners of Longji Mountain have gathered together today."

At that time, the Dali court divided the Longji Mountain into four parts, including the Dali Song Family, Fengxue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, and Longquan Sword Sect.

The Dali court mined extremely quickly, digging mountains and quarrying, and kept giving them to the Mo family day and night, and jointly created sword boats, mountain ferry boats and Fu Jia, which were widely used.

Liu Xianyang said: "Ruan Blacksmith suddenly realized the art of ancient sword making. Zhao Jingzhen, the founder of Fengxue Temple, also passed on an ancient swordsmanship to the founder hall. The threshold for practice is not high, so the earth immortal can practice. I heard that the disciples of Fengxue Temple have been practicing for more than 20 years. They all gave their own rewards for the Dragon Slaying Stone, right?"

Chen Ping'an nodded.

However, the ancestors of Fengxue Temple issued a separate ban on this. If you dare to spread it privately, it will no longer be abolition of genealogy, and then expelling it from the sect. Moreover, those who have to teach swordsmanship will be detained in the mountains by Fengxue Temple until death by Fengxue Temple.

Only Zhenwu Mountain has slow quarrying, so I have the opportunity to make that deal with Lord Chen Shan who is visiting the mountain gate.

Gu Can said, "Wang Zhu is equal to Dali Song, but she owe Cui Yan a great favor."

The reason why the Dragon Slaying Stone is so rare is that it is not a sword cultivator who is a qi-cultivator who is a swordsman, and why the name "Dragon Stone" itself leaks the secrets of heaven. Therefore, the two dragon-slaying stones that were scattered from the mountains, the two dragon-slaying ancestral families of the Dali Song clan, and the Dali Iron Cavalry strangled on the battlefield can all trace the origin. Therefore, the true dragon king Zhu after the Dragon Slaying Battle is forced to make contributions to Baopingzhou.

Since you have made contributions to Baopingzhou, of course you have made contributions to Haoran.

Gu Can asked: "It's more troublesome to Changchun Palace. It's not suitable to make big moves, there is no such reason, and it's not suitable for simmering slowly. If Daoxin is stewed again, it will really be stewed."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's really difficult."

Gu Can said: "The running water does not rot and the door hinge does not rot. Once it slows down, it is all hidden dangers."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Fortunately, there is a group of truly smart people among the younger generation. Previously, I deliberately shook the power of the national teacher on the military ferry. The palace master Lu Fanlu was scared to death. The Supreme Master Song Yu was still unaware of it. There was a young earth immortal named Feng Jie, who was very insightful."

Liu Xianyang said: "Drop two thorny figures and put them on the edge of Changchun Palace. You don't need to be a governor. A chief official like a general of a state can't be too big. You only need a county magistrate and a county magistrate, and it doesn't take too many years. Ten or twenty years will be enough for them to drink a pot. You and the court don't have to say 'I'm for your own good', so that they can each sue and fight to the Ministry of Rites. The court will discuss peace with the small court meeting three or five times, and the Changchun Palace will use up all the incense, and a credit book will become thinner and thinner. At that time, the old antiques in Changchun Palace that are not enterprising should know the importance and interests."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Good idea."

Liu Xianyang sighed: "Looking back to the time, when the Liquan ferry passed by, there was a heavy rain and the drought was harvested for thousands of miles. Changchun Palace still did a lot of righteous deeds. Moreover, the monks of Changchun Palace could not believe that the Dali Song family could have today's family business. It was entirely up to morality."

Chen Ping'an said: "If it were another temple, I wouldn't be so restricted."

Gu Can tickled, "I am worthy of working hard to study across continents and studying hard for several years."

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "If I hadn't returned home and been an apprentice to Ruan Blacksmith, I would have been a gentleman from the Confucian Academy, and I would have been in the school step by step, or I would have been a gentleman from the Confucian Academy. Maybe even the deputy mountain captain of Guanhu Academy was in his pocket, not even the same as Wen Yu and the others."

Gu Can nodded and spit out the melon seed shell. "Then Liu Grand Master Liu, deputy chief of the mountain, was fortunate to follow a lot of people, hold his breath and concentrate at the entrance of the academy. Finally, he saw the new national teacher of Dali who came to the academy. He left alone and was asked to be full of his face. He was secretly happy and made a small calculation. If the national teacher is concerned about the friendship between his fellow villagers, he will support him in the court and speak a few words in the Confucian Temple, it is not impossible for him to be the mountain chief in the future. But when he goes to the national teacher's mansion in Dali Capital, Liu Shanzhu will hesitate. Should he reminisce about the old age as a fellow villager and bring a specialty of his hometown with a light gift and a strong affection? Or should he talk about the spirit of scholars and the character of a literati, and he should go empty-handed to pay homage to the national teacher..."

Liu Xianyang said angrily: "Come back?"

Chen Ping'an slapped Gu Can in the head, but Gu Can turned his head and avoided it.

Liu Xianyang said: "It's strange. I thought before that you might become a dragon kiln master in the future, become a businessman who runs one or two shops, and may even set up a dragon kiln in the north, but I never thought that you could become an official."

Gu Can said, "At that time, there was not even a county government office, only one kiln supervisor. Let's not talk about him. Are you crazy? You are wild enough? Did you think of becoming an official back then? It was just something you didn't dare to think about in your dreams."

Liu Xianyang nodded, saying the truth.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked, "Do you want to be the chief worshiper of Dali?"

Liu Xianyang was obviously a little surprised, rubbed his chin and thought about it seriously, "Forget it, so as not to have some rumors on Yizhou Mountain, it's meaningless."

Now it is no longer as before. The Jade Pu realm is just a treasure gold lump. Now, let alone the Immortal Realm, or the Ascension Realm, it is not a rare person.

The previous three ancestors of the three religions had a dispersed way, and the scene after the rain, was equivalent to at least one state of mind.

After Chen Ping'an and Zhou Mi passed the world, it was like another realm.

Just like Gu Can is thinking about the word "ascending", Liu Xianyang is so shameless, how could he look down on the saying "enlightenment"? How could he not care about the word "healing the Tao" deep in his heart?

Gu Can said, "What's so pretentious? The fat water doesn't flow to outsiders' fields. Even if the court accepts Ruan Qiong's resignation, no one dares to be the chief. It's obvious that he is going to the imperial study of the Emperor Song Dynasty to make trouble and find it uncomfortable. For example, Cao Rong, Qi Zhen, or Fu Qi, Laolong City, and the head of the Jiang family in Yunlin? Those who have the ability have no face, those who have the courage to be brave. Even if they discuss the small dynasty meeting in Dali Capital, they probably cannot discuss a truly suitable candidate for the best. Needless to say, those civil servants and generals who have seen the world in Dali Temple, only those who are honest in the Jiangshui gods, Tong Wenchang, Fan Junmao, and Cao Yong, plus the words of Wei Bo and Jin Qing, who are so arrogant and arrogant in the words of Yanghua, who is as arrogant as a marquis, as if she has the chance, she has to add fuel to the fire whenever she has the chance? Apart from Liu Xianyang, who can replace Ruan Qiong and sit firmly on that chair?"

Xiao Mo also persuaded: "Zengzhu Liu, if you don't avoid relatives, why do you not kiss relatives? How can you be close to the world if you don't kiss relatives?"

Gu Can laughed and said, "You are a legitimate son who inherits your father's business."

Liu Xianyang endured it, but still didn't say a few words that touched his heart.

Gu Can waited for a while, and saw that Liu Xianyang didn't fart, he was surprised and said, "I thought you would talk to him."

His father Gu Tao is now the Lord of Shenchen Mountain, one of the three crown princes in Piyun Mountain.

Liu Xianyang smiled angrily and said, "Do you really think I can't argue with you or scold you? I've been giving in to you for so many years."

Gu Can's eyes looked sympathetic. In this matter, if I say nothing about you, I will just sprinkle salt on the wound.

Chen Ping'an broke up and said, "Be careful, bragging is illegal."

Xiao Mo put the green bamboo stick horizontally on his knees and silently ate melon seeds, all of which were given from the millet grains.

Since the human affairs are multiplied and divided, why should we be worried and not happy?

In the deep green depths of the white clouds, smoke from cooking is curling. It doesn’t matter if it is a fairy or a farmer.
To be continued...