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Chapter 801 Why ask boxing(2/3)

Yu Panshui pointed at Yuan Zhou next to him and said with a smile: "This time, His Majesty mainly wants to see you."

Chen Pingan smiled, clasped his fists, and shook them gently, "I am a common man who has met His Majesty."

Yuan Zhou finally did not remain disappointed. If young Yin Guan stood up and bowed or something, he would really have no interest in speaking. The young man held his fists in high spirits and said: "Master Yin Guan, my name is Yuan Zhou. I hope to invite Master Yin Guan to come to us."

As a guest over there, take a walk around and take a look. If you see the geomantic treasure land, you will build a sect. If you see the embryo of a monk, you will accept disciples. The Xuanmi Dynasty will open the door of convenience for Lord Yinguan from the court to the mountain.

It would be better if Yin Guan is willing to be the national teacher. No matter what he does, he will be justified."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, but I have to specialize in martial arts. A sword is not as good as an axe for cutting wood. Mysterious country is prosperous. There are many civil and military officials in the court, and the generals are in harmony. Where do I need a foreign swordsman to give advice?

It’s so inappropriate, and I don’t have the shame to embarrass myself. But if I travel to the Middle-earth Divine Continent in the future, I will definitely stay more in the Mysterious Dynasty.”

Yuan Zhou was disappointed, still unwilling to give up, and tentatively asked: "Master Yin Guan, is there anything that I can help with?"

Chen Pingan handed over a cup of tea and said: "In the future, when we get to the Xuanmi Dynasty, I believe there will definitely be things that cause trouble for His Majesty."

Yuan Zhou wanted to speak, but Yu Panshui smiled and said: "You are a dignified person, don't act like a bitch."

Yuan Zhou was not annoyed. He sighed, took the tea from Chen Ping'an, and took a sip. As a result, he stood up from the heat, screamed, and finally stood up, his face flushed, and his Dantian was filled with anger.

Li Huai's eyes were opened when he saw this. This young man was the emperor of one of the ten great dynasties of Haoran. He looked very promising.

Yu Panshui asked with a smile: "There is an idle ferry boat in our Xuanmi Arsenal. It is gathering dust even if it is left alone. I wonder if there is any need for it at Luopo Mountain?"

Yuan Zhou said vaguely: "As long as you need it, just give it to Yin Guan. Anyway, the ferry is a private property in my name, and no one can take care of it. Those old men in the Zongren Mansion, whoever dares to nag, I will let them go."

Grandpa Yu breaks up with them."

Yu Panshui smiled and nodded, "Your Majesty's words are true. Chen Pingan, what do you mean?"

Chen Ping'an said: "No merit will be rewarded. You can buy Luopo Mountain with money. I don't know how many Grain Rain coins are needed?"

Yu Panshui stretched out two fingers and said: "Not much, just this amount of Guyu money. We had agreed in advance that this cross-continental ferry named 'Feng Yuan' is quite old. I want to travel across continents."

, it can withstand the wind and rain, and be hacked by the sword fairy, and it may need some repairs, so it will be worth a lot of money during the Grain Rain period."

Chen Pingan's eyelids trembled when he heard this.

It is possible to buy a Feng Yuan cross-continental ferry. There is a small amount of savings in the Luoluoshan treasury managed by Wei Wenlong, but if all of it is used to buy the boat and establish the next sect, it will be stretched, especially for repairs.

In one incident, even Yu Panshui said it was a "not small" amount of fairy money, but Chen Ping'an really had no confidence.

Yu Panshui is enjoying himself, and is he no longer pretentious? If it were Xiuhu, he wouldn't talk about receiving no reward for no reward at all from the beginning. As long as you dare to give it for free, I will accept it.

Chen Pingan put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a smile: "Then let's start the conversation again from Mr. Yu's words, 'Your Majesty's words are true.'"

Then Chen Ping'an said with sincere eyes: "We in Luolu Mountain need this ferry. As for the repair costs, we have to pay the Xuanmi Dynasty on credit first."

Yu Panshui was stunned and speechless for a moment.

The young emperor felt that this was the hidden official he was familiar with.

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On the Bailudu side, Tian Wan still insisted not to get involved with Jiang Shangzhen, and was only willing to provide a secret cave with enough money to support the monks in ascending to the ascension realm.

Cui Dongshan was not in a hurry. Jiang Shangzhen sat next to Tian Wan and took out a flower-and-bird colored paper about watching the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. The water mist rose and a landscape painting appeared on the table.

Tian Wan said: "My bottom line is to protect my own path. After thousands of years of hard work, I can't let it go to waste. Otherwise, it will be the same as death. As long as I have all the other external things, you can just take them. I just hope you don't want them."

I don't believe you two have made a special trip to see me this time. After all the hard work, you just asked for a bamboo basket to get water, but in vain."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "What if we really just have fun?"

Tian Wan shook his head and said: "I have made up my mind, I want to kill or behead you, it's up to you."

Cui Dongshan shook his sleeves, took out each of Na Tian Wan's souls from his snow-white sleeves, and twisted them with his fingers to turn them into wicks.

Even though she was so close, Tian Wan didn't dare to fight for it. She was just distracted by the pain, which made her body tremble. She still gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Jiang Shangzhen was concentrating on that scroll, Cui Dongshan glanced at

Hua Shuiyue took off her glasses and said in shock: "Chief Zhou, your taste is a bit strong!"

In the scroll, there was a fat woman with heavy makeup and headdresses all over her head, posing there.

Jiang Shangzhen sighed: "Brother Cui, this is where you are inferior to the old cook."

The woman just turned a deaf ear and began to dance gracefully, raising her orchid fingers, spinning her body, and suddenly looked back and smiled shyly.

Someone dropped the fairy money and started cursing.

Jiang Shangzhen threw down a small summer coin, became familiar with the house, changed his voice, and shouted loudly: "Sister Jin Ou, you are especially beautiful today."

The woman laughed and cursed: "What a damn, heartless thing. It's been a long time since I visited my sister."

The woman then talked about the Fengxue Temple Sword Immortal from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. As she spoke, her love was beyond words, and many men began to curse again.

And many fairies who had been silent at first began to argue with those men and started to curse each other. They were all female monks on the mountain of Wei Dajianxian.

While Jiang Shangzhen was helping his sisters scold men, he took out another inkstone, and a scene in the mirror had just begun.

In the scroll, there is a burly man with a golden sword and a big horse sitting on a chair, laughing and saying: "Everyone, that Jiang thief was succeeded in usurping the throne by Wei Ying. He did not say whether he could become the head of the Yugui Sect. In the end, even the thief Jiang

The Zhenjing Sect’s position cannot be kept, and it must be in a declining situation. It’s so satisfying, let’s have a drink together?”

There were constant cheers and squeals of drinks. Those who were able to make a sound were, of course, spending money. It seemed that they were all wealthy people.

Among them is Jiang Shangzhen.

Someone threw money, and the man wondered, "Sect Master, this ginger-colored embryo was just an immortal back then. How could he run around in Tongyezhou without being beaten to death? What's going on?"

Jiang Shangzhen immediately followed, throwing money and shouting at the top of his voice: "It makes no sense, it's broken, it's broken, it makes me angry!"

"Okay, okay, Bengzhenjun is here too!"

"Chief Jiang, long time no see. Nice to meet you."

Jiang Shangzhen kept spending money and reminiscing with those who were in the same way.

Someone asked: "If you kill Zhenjun, your son must be a well-hidden wild rebel. Yuan Shou, Fei Fei and those big monsters on the throne have deliberately let loose. Is that right?"

Jiang Shangzhen sneered and said: "When Shanshui Residence is lifted from the ban, we can say a few words of justice to teach old Sect Master Jiang to correct his mistakes if he makes them, and to encourage him if he doesn't. As Jiang Thief's father, I will definitely destroy my relatives with justice!"

Some people sighed with emotion, "True Lord Beng is indeed kind-hearted."

Did the real king collapse? Jiang Cixi, Jiang Shangzhen’s father?

Even Cui Dongshan would have a confused look on his face.

Jiang Shangzhen said seriously: "This hilltop is called Daojiang Sect. It has gathered heroes from all walks of life in the world. There are monks from Tongye, Baoping, and Beijulu. I have contributed money and efforts to get promoted all the way. It has cost me almost three years."

After ten years of hard work, I finally became the last person to serve as a worshiper. From the beginning, there were many misunderstandings because of my surname Jiang, and it took a lot of effort to explain it clearly."

Someone suddenly cursed: "Damn it, when I visited Tongye Island before, it was not the blessed land of Cloud Cave for Jiang Thief. It was just a vassal hilltop of Jade Guizong. But after a few words about Jiang Thief, he was a waste and a prodigal son.

A guy jumped out and started making noises with me..."

Someone asked: "Have you been beaten?"

"I was beaten. I was beaten. I was also accused of holding a grudge. I am not allowed to go to those ferry crossings in the future."

Jiang Shangzhen immediately threw money at him, "How heroic! The opponent has a large number of people. Brother, even though you are defeated, it will be an honor."

"It's still Jiang Cixi who is quick to talk."

"The monks of the Jade Gui Sect are not good people. Their upper beams are not straight and their lower beams are crooked. They use their power to bully others. They have no abilities. They are really capable. Why didn't you just kill Yuan Shou back then?"

"It's all thanks to that Jiang thief, even Yuan Shou, the majestic throne, couldn't kill this fallen ant. It's so shameful."

"Jiang Thief actually has no ability. It was only because old sect leader Xun was dim-sighted that he chose him to be the sect leader. It was just because he had the big tree of Jade Gui Sect behind him to enjoy the shade that Yunku Blessed Land has the beauty it has today.

"

Jiang Shangzhen immediately encouraged all the heroes, "Brothers, if any of you are proficient in blindfolding or escaping techniques, why not go to the Yungu Blessed Land and do something quietly?"

For a time, there was a lot of discussion, making plans, and making decisions.

Unexpectedly, the sect leader waved his hand and said, "We are heroes, we scold and scold and beat, but we can't do what we do."

Jiang Shangzhen threw down a small summer coin, "The sect leader is really righteous and loyal to Bo Yuntian!"

Tian Wan was stunned and speechless.

Are these people really so determined, or are they just messing around?

Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands, shook the bamboo chair gently, and said with a smile: "Compared to the bookstore where the old scholar and I went shopping, it's actually better."

Jiang Shangzhen nodded. He had heard that story before Chen Pingan casually chatted about it at the gate of the Taipingshan ruins.

Some people have a beautiful sun in the sky, surrounded by clouds and clouds.

Some people are just trying to keep things afloat.

Some people open their eyes with the sun and rest their minds with the moon.

Some people just keep their heads down while digging for food.

Some people only hate reading and writing and are not as good as the ancients.

Some people live a hard life and don't talk about a safe place, they just want a place to stand.

There are good people who do wrong things one day, and there are bad people who do good things one day.
To be continued...
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