After returning from Yizhang Imperial City, Wu Shuang rarely had any leisure time in the mountains.
The second disciple Qian Yin came out of the Taoist temple to rest for a while, and then rushed to Beiyanze without stopping. Because his eldest disciple Liu Qing, who had not sent a letter to the mountains for a long time to report that he was safe, it was rare to send a letter recently. This letter made Wu Shuang very happy, and Lao Huai was very pleased. It turned out that his first disciple was very talented and very capable of enlightenment. Now he is on an equal footing with Jiang Banlang, the only one with Qingping. Jun Yun is also a bit inferior, and regardless of his level of ability or his prestige in the border areas, he is mostly on par with Jiang Banlang.
However, what makes Wu Shuang happy is not only that Liu Qing has done so in the entire North Yanze border with his own ability, but also that when Jiang Banlang returns to the sect, he can come to visit him with gifts. From the beginning, it was a good idea to replace this person and add some obstruction, which really made Wu Shuang feel comfortable and natural, and he was even happier than being famous himself.
Not only is Mr. Yan aware of Wu Shuang's temperament, which can be said to be about looking for fun, but even the Poison Master who lives in Nangong Mountain has gradually become aware of Wu Shuang's weird hobbies. He is clearly a The realm is no lower than the Five Ultimate Skills. With such a short period of practice, he can keep pace with Taoist Master Zhizhi of Jianwang Mountain, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the master. However, there are only those who look like ordinary people in the eyes of others. His weird and interesting interests are naturally very suspicious, but the Poison Master is the Poison Master after all. It’s just that when Wu Shuang first mentioned this matter, he raised his head and frowned at the smile hanging on Wu Shuang’s face, and shook his head helplessly. , and soon it became like a normal day, like a pool of cold water, with no ripples at all.
But after all, he is the master of Nangong Mountain who cultivates swords, and his thoughts should be like lightning. In just a moment, he was separated from the mood of seeking fun, and he took Du Zun and Yan Jiaqing to sit down in the main hall, and personally While making tea and pouring tea, he never forgot to thank Mr. Yan, who had served Qingque for a long time. He said that the green bird's wings were getting thicker, which showed that Qingque's body was getting stronger. Naturally, he wanted to mention this matter to appease and appease his somewhat resentful mood. Mr. Yan, not to mention that today was supposed to be the time for Mr. Yan to teach. Wu Shuang forced him to go up the mountain and said that he wanted to discuss some important matters. He still couldn't make up his mind, so he had no choice but to put up a smelly and tight table. He sat down in the main hall without any good mood. Fortunately, the green birds were already familiar with Mr. Yan, and a few of them would often fall on the shoulders of the bun, which made his expression slightly relaxed.
"Why do everyone seem to ask me about the matter of making plans? These scholars, who are so immaculate, have never said anything before. I am just a master who knows nothing about the world, and I don't know much about the world, and I don't necessarily have any insights. Very high, not as good as you, Wu Dajianxian, not to mention that Du Zun came to the mountain gate as a guest, so he should be able to answer your questions. Why did you insist on inviting me here?" The scholar looked at Wu Shuang's face which was quite flattering and very attractive. Wu Shuang had a disgusting face and was not scolded, but Wu Shuang didn't feel any pain at all when dealing with ordinary people's eccentric auras. In the end, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, his expression even weirder.
Du Zun glanced at Yan Jiaqing, who had a weird look in his eyes and was reluctant to swallow the tea, and took the tea cup. "I'm afraid that most of the injuries outside Buqiu Temple have recovered, but now I have thought about going to Bei Yanze to see it." Look, from this seat, all cultivators in the world should go to Beiyanze to see you. Now the Nine Kingdoms are busy rectifying themselves, but few people have ever been able to look out and turn a blind eye. When they come to Beiyanze, The ring seemed to be crumbling and the weak border was shattered, and I was shocked to realize that the word "unification" is not necessarily eye-catching."
"But anyone in the world can go. You, Wu Shuang, who has offended Wu Jue and has another enmity with the Taoist from Jianwang Mountain, how can you get to Bei Yanze? If Wu Jue is in the open, it will be a little easier." I gave it a try, but recently all five of them have disappeared for some unknown reason. Even two of them who often go out only briefly appeared in Dayuan, and then there was no movement again. If you, the master of Nangong Mountain, are going north alone, you might as well take a guess. , faced with two Wujue halfway like this, how should we cope with the fact that the old injury has not yet returned to normal."
Lord Poison rarely spoke so much, but since he said it, he must have expected Wu Shuang's thoughts. Everyone in Nangong Mountain seemed to be different from ordinary practitioners in the world, down to the one who never spared his life, but in Among practitioners, we can say that we are the disciples who are born with big flaws. Looking at the Wu Da Sword Immortal who has been promoted to the fifth realm, but still often does ridiculous things, the so-called sizing up the situation, the city is so deep, and there is never even an inch on Nangong Mountain.
However, Wu Shuang did not listen to Du Zun's kind words, but glanced towards the southwest of Nangong Mountain. Then he turned into a smile, stood up and patted Du Zun on the shoulder, "Let's not say that now, lately. Lao Yan should live in isolation in the mountains, and our injuries have not yet healed, so we all rely on Du Zun's help. You might as well follow me to the small apricot forest in the southwest boundary to live in peace. The apricots are ripe at this time, so we just go fishing here. Wouldn't it be nice to pick apricots and go boating in the stream to soothe your body and mind a little from the heat?"
Wu Shuang acted with great plans, and most of the time he decided to do whatever he decided to do. Even though Poison Master lived in seclusion in the mountains and often heard about Wu Shuang's movements, he still lamented that a good word could not persuade a dead ghost. Since this idea came up, Even if Mr. Yan made an excuse to say that he still had unfinished schoolwork at the foot of the mountain, there was still no result. If his current cultivation level was not really too different from Wu Shuang's, he might have lost his temper and used his tricks to beat the increasingly confused Nan Gong. Mountain Lord. However, Du Zun, who should not know much about Wu Shuang's temperament, never refused from beginning to end. He only looked at Yan Jiaqing, who was blowing his beard and staring, and Wu Shuang, who was smiling and refusing to let go, and took a sip of tea. , and instantly knew where Yan Jiaqing's strange expression came from.
But it was this lazy man who was so stingy that he used almost rotten tea leaves to make tea when entertaining guests. He happened to be in a corner of the West County. With the money he had in his pocket when he was young, he helped a small village and saved countless people. Life gradually blossoms into branches and leaves.
Even for Yan Siguan, a master who knew how to disguise himself and who had traveled over mountains and ridges with martial arts in his early years, it took a long time to make a difficult detour from Shiwan Mountain to the western border of Yizhang, and then indulged. After crossing several places, we finally arrived at Xijun. After many inquiries, we finally knew where the small apricot forest was. Regardless of the dust along the way, we hurriedly went to the small apricot forest hidden between two mountains and surrounded by green water.
The man has long been a warrior who has surpassed three realms. Even in the ancient world, warriors who can forcibly shake the pass and leap over the dragon gate with the practice of internal martial arts are rare. After all, they have entered the Tao through martial arts, which is far better than those of those positions. A gifted person who is born with an unobstructed orifice and inner energy flowing like a spring has to overcome such a hurdle. Therefore, the foundation is really solid and solid. When there is no one, his foot strength is far superior to that of ordinary people, as well as the ability to soar through the circulation of inner energy during practice. When we are on the road, we actually feel like we are thousands of miles away. In the morning we dig a pass in the Shiying camp, and in the evening we reach the Shiwan Mountains in the west. We can run faster than a good horse, and we don’t need to make any detours. Therefore, it doesn’t take much time to go deep into the Shiwan Mountains. If you are not worried about being exposed in Yizhang territory, I am afraid that you should hurry up.
Cheng Jingdong and Mo Yun, who had been living peacefully in the village for several years, were not surprised at all when Yan Siguan came to visit them. As early as the season of Caixiantan, the couple knew that Yan Siguan valued friendship the most. , but although there is an occasional exchange of letters, Yan Siguan is advised to be in the army, and he must be extremely worried and careful not to let his life suffer. It is very good in the little apricot forest, and everyone is stable and kind. There is no need to worry about it all the time, or to come here. visit.
"Why bother to come all the way from Siguan? What's more, the general situation has changed in Yi Zhangchu now, how can we come here at this time." Of course Mo Yun wanted to complain a few words, but just looking at the stove behind the house, I knew that these two people were very happy. They hadn't seen each other for several years. Cheng Jingdong couldn't hold it back. He exposed his arms to compare with Yan Siguan, who rarely showed a genuine smile, and then praised him. , saying that this kid is really a great talent in martial arts, and he is even better now than before.
The neighbors in the little apricot grove also knew that Cheng Jingdong and Mo Yun, two old friends, came to see and say hello. Unable to resist Mo Yun, they simply brought wooden tables and benches from various houses and placed them in the apricot grove. It just so happens that the summer heat has subsided a little at this time, and the home-brewed rice wine is just right.
Yan Siguan wanted to help, especially an elder from the village who wanted to come and join in the fun. He planned to move the 100-pound lacquered long table from his home, but when he saw that Yan Siguan didn't need to use much strength, he wanted to help. , you can easily move to the ground with the strength of one arm, and naturally you have to praise him a few times.
"Old man, I see that there is an official road outside Xiaoxinglin. It is obviously very solid and flat. Why do you have to dig it out every day and rebuild the official road? It seems that it has not been widened by half. The stone materials and the craftsmanship are actually far inferior to those in the past. And Look at those people doing the work, they seem to be very lazy, they are only less than ten miles away, and I heard others say that it took nearly half a year to repair and reshape it, what is the reason for this?"
"Young man, you might as well ask the aristocratic family members in the West County. When you do such a good thing, you kill two birds with one stone.
A few more strokes can be used to deal with the practical things that this new governor of West County has asked for over the years. No matter whether it is done redundantly or extravagantly, it is always a stroke of ink and a good difference of ten thousand taels of silver, or it is often said that The road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high. This year, the village opened roads and built bridges over mountains and rivers, and rebuilt the old land, which cost two hundred taels of silver. If only ten taels are spent next year, guess what the county guard will do in the future. Do you have a lot of money? In order to keep the money that can be easily exploited, and to prevent people at all levels from opening their mouths, and to make huge profits, naturally everyone is willing to do this job. "
Yan Siguan was even more confused, but when he still wanted to ask more questions, the old man guessed the question, and Feng Qingyun waved his hand calmly.
"We are not some wise people. When we were young, we worked as a bookkeeper in a village. That's why we say this. We can just listen to it as a joke."
