Volume 1 Cangzhou Wooden House Chapter 45 A good match, a perfect match

After Shangguan Lingxin left, no one came to disturb the Song Berlin of the Scattered Qi Dao, since the person concerned had already come, it was not easy for the people next to him to say anything, plus a hundred personal soldiers were in charge, and there would be no disciples who did not open their eyes to touch their heads, except for Li Chengran who shouted how much rations would cost every day, the small life was quite comfortable.

More than a month of eating and sleeping in the open air, even the little prince who has three years of military life is somewhat annoyed, especially Qigui's stinginess, so that he wants to find a wooden barrel with hot water is very difficult, and he can't dignified His Royal Highness the King of Qi stripped his ass naked in the wilderness, it is one thing to be cold, the key is that it is too shameless.

Su Wen is not in a hurry, he should eat and sleep every day, and when he is free, he will take a few steamed buns to find the lazy brother to discuss the method of Taoism and Taoism, it is strange to say, the lazy person is a look of love and ignorance to everyone, but he loves to speak to Su Wen, Li Chengran is envious of passing by several times, he has not seen that frost cheek with a smile for many years, and he thought that the last time he stole He Lianxin's underwear barely appeared.

Although the air dispersal channel is plain and tight, but out of the pine forest, it is really noisy, and I don't know who said the news, this year's candidate for the Tiantai is an outsider, and that outsider is the hateful boy who stirred up the storm a few days ago.

After Song Chenghe was lying in the room and learned the news, he was almost angry, after the defeat of the Qi Collecting Dao disciples that day, the more he thought about it in the hall, the more aggrieved he became, they always regarded themselves as the head of the four sects, but they were ridden on the head by the last Scattered Qi Dao, and now their most respected senior sister Shangguan was bullied by outsiders again, at least in their opinion, because it was the master of the sect who spoke in person, but this outsider was also disconnected from the Dispersed Qi Dao, could it be that all of this indicates the rise of the Dispersed Qi Dao.

In the open and closed hall with the door closed, several elders had already instructed the disciples to inform them as soon as there was any movement, who didn't want to be the first to take charge of the pulse of the sect, and the disciples who could thoroughly comprehend the Qi Dispersion Ceremony had been vacant for fifty years, except for Li Chengran, who only said one Dao word, only the previous master barely had some experience.

The One Qi Sect is known as a thousand-year-old ancient religion, and there is no doubt about the heritage and inheritance, even if the Northern Wei Dynasty swept the cultivation sect more than ten years ago, it should have been the opportunity to take advantage of the rise, but it was still unable to step out of Cangzhou, the biggest key is that there is no more all-rounder who can penetrate the four sects, this has always been a joke among the upper sects, and it is no wonder that there are always voices of abolishing the orthodoxy of the Scattered Air Dao.

Five years ago, the Guantiantai was opened, and the poet Tang Yibai ascended to the top naturally no one objected, it is said that there was a creation of the top heaven left on the Guantiantai, but Zhongxing, at this moment, I think it is the true solution of the Great Ceremony of Dispersing Qi, and now I can shoulder the burden of Zhongxing, the first disciple of Shangguan Lingxin, as early as a year ago, after completing the Condensation Heart Sutra, cultivating to enter the realm of enlightenment, if you are comprehending the essence of the Dispersed Qi Dao, the glory of the Qi Sect is just around the corner.

However, all this beautiful illusion suddenly turned into a mirror, the master should not be old and confused, give such a precious opportunity to outsiders, the young people are strong, and there are a few who understand the deep meaning behind it, and those old oilmen who have lived for many years are always savoring the meaning of this young master, if they know that even the raw flower pen is given to each other, I am afraid that they have already gone to Songbai and the fat man Li who has not been in contact for many years to have a long talk.

The scale of the Qi Collecting Dao has become more and more powerful in recent years, and the hall master Song He also serves as the elder of the criminal law, Chang Qingquan has been obsessed with the study of the Qi Dispersion Ceremony all the year round, and most of the affairs in the sect have been handled by Song He, so he has secured the position of the first person under the sect.

If Shangguan Lingxin ascended to the viewing platform, obtained the great creation left by the poet immortal, and comprehended the Qi Scattering Ceremony in the future, then Song He's status was even more unimaginable, and there was a faint risk of committing it, could it be that the sect leader felt the crisis and deliberately used this matter to suppress the Qi Sect, and at the same time pulled the Qi Sect with a precarious status into the camp, the reason why the Four Great Dao Gates were able to become the core of the One Qi Sect was not only as simple as the surface, but there were always some secrets that only the master knew about it.

Breaking Song He's grandson's arm with one punch, the lazy man drank away a hundred Qi Dao disciples with a word, and there was King Qi mixing with him, all kinds of speculations, the older a person is, the more things he has seen, the more overwhelmed his already dazed brain becomes, and if he doesn't open his mouth, at least he will have a chance to retire comfortably in the future, but if he stands in the wrong team, the situation of Qi Scattering Dao over the years is vivid.

Good deeds always have a lot to worry about, those who meditate look at the nose and mouth and the heart, and are content, Chang Qingquan retreats to open and close the hall, he doesn't care about the thoughts of the elders, even if he says that he will break the sky, he will not believe that Song He will do any ridiculous things, this senior brother treats people obediently and evil on weekdays, but he is a decent and upright person in his bones, otherwise Su Wen has a life to live until now, don't say that it is a down-and-out dispersion hall, even if it is hidden in the opening and closing hall, as long as he is willing, it is very simple to kill someone.

Chang Qingquan sat in the hall with his eyes closed and recuperated, with the simple jade talisman in his hand, he already knew about Shangguan Ling'er going to disperse qi, but he didn't stop it, as the head of the sect to make such an unreasonable decision is already the limit, it is normal for someone to disagree, and it is really a shame that the dignified Qi Sect was suppressed by an outsider.

"Senior brother, do you think Ling'er's talent can be worthy of the great task of Zhongxing, but I can't wait, and I can't wait for the One Qi Sect, if I can read the Qi Scattering Code thoroughly, even if I use this life to exchange the fortune of the sect for a hundred years, I have no regrets, if I was trampled on the sect back then, it would be fine, and I wouldn't have so many troubles, after all, I would make a wedding dress for others. ”

"I want to make a bet with the Mandate of Heaven, I can win, and from now on the One Qi Sect will stay out of the matter, if I lose, I will throw myself into the Dao Heaven alone, ask for fifty years of luck, what else is there to fight for. ”

The hall sighed, there were seventy-seven sect masters who once lived here, but they had thought that today's One Qi Sect had become an insignificant chess piece, sad, lamentable.

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Dream pen flowers, painting dream guests, Su Wen arms support the windowsill, looking at the mountains and forests in the distance, if this flower pen falls into the hands of Cheng Tanhua, who loves poetry in the Southern Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that it is intoxicated, and will invite skilled craftsmen to build a platform to serve it high, burn incense and bathe every day, three times a day, at least not like this moment is dangling at the fingertips, turning at will, and poking when the back is itchy.

"What is the purpose of teaching me this pen, maybe that proud girl can't write well, but I may not be able to beat her by a few points, but my drawing is good, and I am confident that I can win her, but this temper is really big. ”

Chen Maochuan pushed the door in, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't wait to snatch the raw flower pen that was regarded as a treasure by the people of the world from the hands of this illiterate fool, even if it was worth exchanging a mountain of gold.

"If you don't want this, forget it for me, and ask for it as you like, Your Highness will never bargain. ”

Su Wen stared at each other like an idiot, although it was always the other party's eyes looking at him, it was very useful to steal the teacher at this moment, and he didn't speak, but it was clearer than saying 10,000 words.

"The raw flower pen has been in your hands for a few days, and a person will not be able to bear to write two strokes, you are so violent that you can't hold back a word. Chen Maochuan raised his hand and wanted to take over the pen stick that the other party was hanging on his fingertips to play, but he was deftly dodged, and he didn't know what material the crystal jade pen shaft was shaking between his fingers, and it was dangerous and dangerous, but it frightened the frightened little prince.

Su Wen no longer teased the other party, put the raw flower pen back in the brocade box, and said in a serious and slow voice: "My handwriting is very poor, and my writing is even worse, for fear of insulting the name of the poet immortal, in the end, it is a spiritual treasure, it does not want to be used by me to write, and then I don't use it to do something else, that is the real tyrannical thing." ”

Chen Maochuan heard the meaning, and probably guessed something, the so-called spiritual things inevitably recognise the clichΓ© of the Lord in the final analysis, and said: "Strong words, I thought you really had self-knowledge, sure enough, it was that Su Wen, who was thick-skinned, if you can really use this money, it would be strange, a spiritual treasure, thinking that it is yours in your hands, that is not a person is a poet." ”

The corners of Su Wen's mouth were crooked, and he didn't want to look at the other party's gloating face, so he snorted and said: "Since I know that there is still so much nonsense, baby! ”

To say that Su Wen did not fantasize about holding a raw flower pen and waving it like a poet, it is definitely a lie, but this is really strange, the tip of the pen is not stained with ink at all, no matter how he fiddles with it these days, it is like a pool of stagnant water, there is a little spirituality at all, and the pen that can't write color can still be called a pen, and scratching his back is too short.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he waved his hand to push the brocade box farther away, out of sight.

Chen Maochuan didn't laugh anymore, stood beside the other party, and took out a sugar gourd from there and handed it over, "I asked someone to go to the bottom of the mountain to buy it, congratulations to you in advance, do you want to compare what?"

"Do you think I am higher than her lying on the ground, and how she should overcome me. Su Wen said with deep meaning, subconsciously touched his crotch, he had been friends with Li Chengran for a long time in the past few days, and unconsciously said nonsense.

Chen Maochuan's half-stretched hand was suddenly retracted, and he met the other party's gaze to eat people, and the largest hawthorn was swallowed, and he said: "You kid used to blush when he talked to the girl, but now he can still remember the height of people's chests when he sees one side, like words?"

"You still get it, hypocrisy. ”

"Lao Tzu, you have only seen the world for a few days, I am very worried about how you will enter the school in the future, how to melt into those sour and rotten scholars and angry fellow doors. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison: "Let's get up early tomorrow and compare who is taller." ”

It seems that the young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, only that spring is approaching, funny, funny, Su Wen didn't ask how the relationship between the other party and the county guard was, Chen Maochuan also didn't ask if the Guantiantai was really so good, since the wooden house came out, the two have become more and more alike, a nameless junior full of secrets, a little prince who has nothing to say, walking on the Cangzhou continent, like a match, he will see you in Kyoto one day, a royal relative, a famous scholar, stirring a pool of muddy water, perfect match.