Sword of Coming

In the courtyard of Renyun Yiyun Building, the old scholar got drunk and said that he was going to a place and he had long wanted to go to the door in person to say thank you. He also said that it was the origin of his money bag, which allowed him to collect it for the first time in his life. The more decent Four Treasures of the Study are truly like a scholar doing learning in his study.

Chen Ping'an knew where his husband was going, so he didn't follow him.

The old scholar left the courtyard and traveled south of Beijing alone.

Once in the back alleys of a small country in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there were two masters and apprentices, one big and one small. Every time they were so poor that they couldn't take the blame, and they were idle when they were idle. They couldn't read until their stomachs were full, so they would stand together if something happened. At the door, they eagerly waited for the arrival of a letter from the boy. In fact, neither of them cared about what was written in the letter. It wasn't the letter they were waiting for anyway, but the repair money that was sent along with the letter. The salary for studying with a local scholar is a hero's courage. Occasionally on some festival days, such as the birthday of the most holy teacher, the boss in Aquarius Island will also give a sum of money to the nominal "Mr. Teacher" In honor of Jie, give him a Jie Geng bag with an uncertain amount of money.

The first time a poor scholar dealt with banknotes, he received a very generous gift.

That time when he received a letter from the young man, there was only a light letter. The scholar shook his head vigorously. Not to mention the broken silver, there was no sound of copper coins. The scholar was dumbfounded. The young man squatted at the door with his hands in his sleeves. In fact, Quite guilty. The family was not without money, but his grandfather complained that he ran away from home privately and walked so far away. He dared to walk directly from Aquarius Continent to Middle-earth Divine Continent, and even found a scholar from a small country with only the reputation of being a scholar as his teacher. In fact, he was With Cui's family background in Aquarius Continent, it is not difficult to find a gentleman and a wise person as a tutor, so Cui's side is extremely picky every time they give money.

The scholar, who was still young at the time, did not complain about his student. He squatted on the threshold with the young man. Instead, he comforted the young man and said, "I can't blame anyone. I have to blame the teacher for his lack of knowledge. He is displeased by your elders."

Because at the end of the last letter from home, the young man’s grandfather gave him a set of questions for the imperial examination, which could be regarded as a test of the true talents of the scholars in the school.

The scholar stayed up all night and wrote an answer sheet of more than a thousand words. He felt that all his knowledge was exhausted. He was really not good at this. If he was really good at it, he would have passed the Jinshi examination long ago, right? When the boy replied to the letter and sent it, the scholar actually regretted it. He was really worried that Xiu Jin and Jie Jing would disappear with Yiqi in the future.

The young man grabbed the envelope from the gentleman's hand, clenched it into a ball, and threw it against the wall across the alley. The envelope rolled back in front of his eyes. He was so angry that he wanted to get up and step on it, but the gentleman grabbed his arm. He said angrily: "It's such a waste of time to go back to such a broken home. I won't go back again."

"No angry words."

The scholar pulled the boy back to his original position, patted the student's head, bent down and stood up, went to pick up the envelope on the ground, smoothed it gently, opened it and saw that there were only two pieces of paper, with letters from home on them. In addition to some old stories from the elders, At the end of the words, there is a sentence, "You, sir, have average knowledge, but your reputation as a scholar is probably true. Your words are good."

And the piece of paper at the bottom is a genuine silver note, a full hundred taels.

The scholar smiled from ear to ear. The boy beside him smiled brightly.

After that, the scholar finally saved some money. The poor scholar who used to work as a teacher in a free school was so poor that he only had a large collection of poorly printed books. Under the instigation of his students, he opened his own bookstore. After opening a tavern, he can officially accept and teach apprentices. He switches from teaching elementary school to preaching Confucian classics. This is actually the thing that the scholar himself longs for most. It is not a good feeling to have to live with a bunch of kids wearing crotchless pants every day. It is because of shame. Are you full of sage knowledge? But pull him down, it’s not because he makes less money!

In the years that followed, the scholar took on a few more students. Among the four direct disciples, the eldest was always the moneybag and had been with the scholar the longest, the second was a fool who ate and drank, and the third had nothing but tendons. He also had no money in his pocket, but he had a big appetite. In those years, the scholar always felt that he had been cheated. Fortunately, the boss kidnapped a child from nowhere. He was smart and smart, and he made people like him just by looking at him. , at first glance, he is a scholar. The most talented first disciple seems to be very repulsive to the imperial examination and has a stubborn temper. He probably does not have high expectations. Therefore, whether a master of Jinshi can emerge depends on this young disciple. Do not favor him. who?

After that, Xiucai finally lived a good life that he had never dreamed of before.

Even my own words have been printed into books. Although the sales volume in bookstores was average and few copies were sold in the end, for a scholar who is interested in learning, it is equivalent to establishing a statement and having a person. How can a scholar dare to expect more if he is here?

Except for Jun Qian, the third child, Cui Chan, Zuo Zuo, and Qi Jingchun were all the talented people who watched them grow from teenagers to young adults year after year.

Many years later, the scholar became an old scholar, and finally accepted a closed disciple, Chen Ping'an.

As for the knowledge of some literary sage, it is astonishing and rarely matched. What kind of literary sage comes from the Confucian cultural background and has the power to hold up the sky and the sea?

Whether you praise or criticize, the old scholar doesn't take it seriously. Whether you want to praise or criticize, you all have your own reasons. Anyway, it doesn't stop me from being a teacher and being a teacher to those students.

But the only thing that the old scholar cannot tolerate is that a few students are wronged. I am a scholar, so I will show off to you at the Confucian Temple.

Haoran Xiuhu, who had served in the Caiyun Bureau, had betrayed his literary sage lineage by deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors. He hid his head and tail in the Haoran world and wandered around for many years. Finally, he chose a northern barbarian land in his hometown of Aquarius Continent as his home. Point, as the Great Li State Preceptor, he must spread his knowledge and knowledge to a country or even a continent.

After Cui Chan returned to Aquarius Continent, he never returned to the Cui family once.

The old scholar knew why. Cui Chan was half guilty and half angry.

In the foreign land of Lijing, Cui Chan, the national master, named his library Renyun Yiyun.

The old scholar came to the top floor of Cui's library. There was a small attic above the top floor that required a ladder to go up and down.

The old scholar came to the window and looked out.

When people see birds chasing clouds, they all fail to catch them.

This time Cui Dongshan is willing to take the initiative and ask to be the head of the next sect, which is a good thing.

Make a comeback.

Chen Pingan and Xiaomo walked out of the alley and went to the inn together.

Xiaomo has been carefully studying this great Lijing city.

This is the capital of a country in the vast world, the best place.

Maybe this is what Chusheng imagined the city under the mountain should be like.

Xiao Mo asked: "Sir, are there many monks in the Fourteenth Realm in the world now?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No matter which world you are in, there are always not many above the Ascension Realm."

If cultivators do not divide the world by the world, but only look at the human race and the monster race, they will find that the number of monks in the Fourteenth Realm is very small, and each has its own reasons.

The existence of the founder of the three religions.

Bai Ze's intercepted real name.

Chen Ping'an plans to open a wine shop on that night boat to welcome visitors from all directions.

Whether you can drink without spending money depends on your ability.

Regarding the name of the next sect, Chen Pingan has actually thought about a lot.

This is probably the embarrassing part of being too good at naming.

Then there is the matter about the natal porcelain, which must come to an end.

Anyway, it’s a matter of fourteen taels of silver.

The inn not far away.

The master and his wife were not in the capital. Cao Mutou said he was going to Nanxunfang to find an imperial examiner who worked at Honglu Temple to reminisce about old times. Mr. Wen Sheng said he wanted to bask in the sun at the door and wait for others, while Pei Qian was alone. A person is walking in the courtyard. It is a second courtyard with a small door in the southeast corner. It is actually the ancestral house of Mr. Liu, the shopkeeper. It is specially used to entertain distinguished guests who are not short of money, such as some who come to the capital to work for official positions. After all, This place is close to Yichi Lane and Chier Street. The house is divided into east and west wings. The main house is currently vacant. Cao Qinglang lives in the east wing and Pei Qian lives in the west wing opposite.

Pei Qian looks like she is walking, but in fact she is walking with great skill. Her shoulders sink, her elbows fall, and her hands are full of energy. She no longer has to pay attention to the rack itself, or the length of her breath, but every time a pure martial artist breathes out her true energy, it is inside the small world of the human body. There are rains and droughts in the mountains and rivers everywhere, and there are great changes in the brightness and darkness of day and night.

This is like a god who controls the heaven and earth, deliberately controlling the changes of the four seasons and weather changes in the mountains and rivers.

During her trip to Luzhou in Beiju, she actually practiced pile walking all the time, and was unwilling to let herself just wander around. This made Pei Qian start to have his own unique experience in pile walking.

The pile has no situation, but the fist has divine intention.

This high evaluation was given by Li Er, not by Pei Qian.

Therefore, while doing boxing exercises on the Lion Peak Mountain, Li Er taught Pei Qian a breathing method passed down by his master, a breath of pure Qi movement, specially used to regulate the muscles, bones, flesh and blood.

The boxing skills Li Er finally taught Pei Qian were great.

When the piles are put together, they look like mountains standing still, and when the mind moves, they look like great rivers flowing turbulently.

This is a great situation where mountains and rivers depend on each other. As long as you reach the top of boxing and reach the end of martial arts, then a pure martial artist will no longer be a boxer whose mind is like the protection of a god, but "the body is the temple and I am the god."

This is the true culmination of the end, the so-called "divine arrival" after the tenth level of Qi and the second level of return to true nature.

Pei Qian learns quickly and can master it as soon as he is taught. The key is to be able to apply what he has learned in the subtleties of daily life.

That's why Li Er said something honest to Pei Qian. Putting aside his happiness, he has better martial arts qualifications than your master.

When Pei Qian heard this, instead of being happy at all, he felt guilty. So much so that she felt that senior Li Er, who lived in the same hometown as her master, was very capable in teaching boxing, but his words were a bit out of tune.

In the yard, in addition to Pei Qian, there is a girl who has been dreaming about the world since she was a child. She is a native of the capital, and she is the precious daughter of Mr. Liu. Her name is Luchai, and her small name is Taimi. She is sitting on a stool nearby at the moment. , with a basin rag lying at his feet.

The girl usually helps the family with the trivial chores of sweeping the courtyard and house, washing and drying bedding, and earns some wages from her father, so that she can save money to buy the bookseller's privately-engraved biographies of heroes, vernacular koans and zhiguai. novel. Straight-educated girls often sigh, there are so many fresh stories to buy, and they can’t earn enough copper coins no matter how much they earn!

Neither the girl's name nor her maiden name really seemed to come from a small businessman's family. The old shopkeeper was a typical daughter who came late. He was worried about his daughter's popularity and would not follow her mother at all. He was also going crazy all day long, fearing that she would not get married, but he couldn't bear the thought of his daughter getting married one day. Stay worried. Anyway, the two sons in front of his daughter are both very promising and filial. In addition, the daughter is still young, and she is still far from the age of the eldest daughter that the matchmakers miss, so shopkeeper Liu is not anxious.

The girl originally planned to learn from the older sister under the guise of taking a break here.

All the foreigners who stayed at the inn had a book of ultimatums at the counter, but the girl did not read it. The children of the Jianghu who rode horses and whipped and acted chivalrously did things honestly.

All I know is that she is the direct disciple of the foreign ranger and the blue-shirted swordsman.

As a heroine, I will be one in the future.

But Liu Luchai saw that the young woman had her eyes closed, almost like sleepwalking.

After hesitating for a moment, the girl asked softly: "What's your sister's last name?"

Pei Qian opened his eyes and said, "Zheng Qian."

The girl's eyes sparkled, "What a name! It has the same name as Grandmaster Zheng, whom I most admire!"

There are two theories in the world. One is that Grandmaster Zheng is as beautiful as a flower and jade, with a slender figure, but he contains the power that shakes the world and makes ghosts and gods weep.

There is also a rumor in the world, which is even more incredible, saying that although Zheng Saqian is a young woman, she is ten feet tall, powerful, with big and round arms. With one or two punches, she is like a demon swordsman or a demon warrior. , all ended up turning into powder.

The girl seemed to have thought of something very interesting. She couldn't stop laughing. She finally stopped laughing and said, "Sister Zheng Qian, doesn't she have a pseudonym in the world? Let's call her Pei Qian?"

My inn is just a few steps away from Yichi Lane and Chier Street. I can often hear some gossip from the mountains and rivers and lakes, as well as the previous martial arts competition near the Fire Temple. I heard another rumor about Zheng Zheng. Qian's real name was Pei Qian, and he came from a place called Luopo Mountain. As for more anecdotes about gods and rivers and lakes, the surroundings were very noisy at that time, and the girl couldn't hear them clearly even if she strained her ears to listen.

Lose money? Make money? Why do the two names seem to compete with money?

Pei Qian smiled and said nothing.

The girl smiled, feeling that her statement was a bit ridiculous.

"Sister Zheng Qian, have you read a certain landscape travel book? A few years ago, it sold very well. I sold it too late, so I didn't buy it. I feel regretful."

Pei Qian said, "I've seen it."

Pei Qian, as the founding disciple of Master, had read a lot of Master's travel notes on the mountains and rivers in and out of books.

The girl asked curiously: "Are you practicing boxing?"

"It's easy to punch but difficult to move. The first difficulty is to learn how to box first, and the second difficulty is to persevere."

Pei Qian continued walking and hummed, "My master said that if you practice boxing hard for two or three years, you will lose your boxing in only three or two days."

The girl jumped up and said, "This boxing theory, I know it. As long as you pass by the martial arts gym, you can hear the crackling sleeves fighting sound inside every day, or else you will just hum and haha, and then suddenly stamp your feet, stamping on the ground. Bang bang bang, according to the boxing manual, this is called twisting the bones and twisting the tendons like firecrackers, right? As the old saying goes in the boxing book, the fists are like tigers and the bottom of the mountain is like a sea of ​​dragons. Sister Zheng Qian, look at my posture, Is this considered an introduction?"

Pei Qian was speechless and couldn't pour cold water on the girl, so he had to pretend not to hear the girl's nonsense.

As for the girl wandering around there, Pei Qian saw it... very kindly, almost like when he was a child.

Pei Qian felt a little ashamed when he thought of the way his master and the old cook Wei Hai looked at him when they looked at them.

The problem was that Pei Qian no longer used the crazy sword skills he created when he was a child, but Xiaomi Li learned them.

Seeing that the girl showed no sign of calming down, Pei Qian had to stand still and said: "It is easy to learn boxing but difficult to practice it, and it is difficult to learn the spirit of the martial artist. What does it mean to enter the house? It is to win a boxing spirit in the body, which makes me a martial artist. If there is divine help. In greater skill, the person controls the fist, instead of just following the fist. It is like giving orders to the gods. With the intention of the fist, eighteen kinds of weapons can be held in the hand casually, and all of them can be commanded by the arms. ,Understand?"

The girl pecked the rice, "It's necessary! I don't understand!"

Pei Qian smiled and said: "There are thousands of boxing styles in the world, and there are hundreds of boxing principles in the sects, but there is only one boxing method."

The girl was confused, "How to say?"

Pei Qian narrowed his eyes and smiled: "There is no one in front of me, but Wu is second to none."

Master has said that you can give way to anything, but you can't give way when you are practicing martial arts and climbing high. When asking about boxing, you must have no one in front of you. When practicing martial arts and climbing to the top, you must act as if there is no one else around.

And Grandpa Cui also said something similar.

The girl's face turned red when she heard it, and she was fascinated, "Domineering! Totally domineering!"

Pei Qianxiao asked: "Why do you want to go to the world so much?"

The girl sat back on the stool and said without hesitation: "It's so free to be a kid in the world. You don't have to get married, and you can get to know a lot of weird people and things. It's best to carry a big bag of golden melon seeds before going out to explore the world. , Gold Leaf, find a wine shop on the roadside, stop your horse, drink the wine, throw out a big silver ingot, and say "the shopkeeper pays the bill, how heroic, it's written in the book."

Pei Qian said with a smile: "When you are away from home, unless you fall in love at first sight, don't be too generous. It is a rule of the world not to show off your dirty looks. Furthermore, a true martial artist lives a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. It is not enough to make a little money." Easy. The book says that the hero was slashed by someone. He didn’t frown. He just bandaged the wound and continued on his way. Maybe you didn’t even need to turn a page of the book. The hero had already recovered from his injury and was elsewhere. The conversation and laughter at the wine table were lively. But it takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, which is a truth that even a young boy knows."

The girl was stunned.

Pei Qian hesitated for a moment and said, "Try to slap yourself as hard as you can."

The girl was stunned when she heard this.

He must be a charlatan.

Are you the one who teaches boxing like this?

It's just that the young woman didn't seem to be joking. The girl made a mistake and actually slapped herself so hard that she jumped.

Looking at the indifferent Zheng Qian, the girl lowered her head and said, "You missed the mark, right?"

Pei Qian smiled and said: "Anyway, it's much better than I was back then."

Back then in Old Dragon City, Huang Ting, the female crown prince, once pinched Pei Qian's muscles and bones, which made Xiao Heitan burst into tears and cry loudly.

If someone is so distressed that he immediately says he won’t practice boxing anymore, he won’t practice boxing anymore.

The girl made up her mind, "Zheng Qian, I understand. From today on, I will no longer practice martial arts or boxing!"

Pei Qian was a little surprised.

Forget it, I really can’t be a master or a bullshit preacher. The situation with the little mute Ah Man is actually similar to the bleak situation. He is nominally the founding disciple, and he gets along well with the shopkeeper Shi Rou, and they are obviously closer to him than him. Anyway, when he comes to the master, Ah Man doesn't look good at all. Yes, cherish words like gold and be a little mute.

Pei Qian walked to the girl's side, raised his palm, and gently rubbed the girl's cheek. The redness and swelling quickly dissipated, and he smiled and said: "The person you want to find is actually not far from you, so there is no need to go to the world to find it." .”

The girl rubbed her face and couldn't understand what the other person was saying. However, the girl only knew that the Zheng Qian in front of her must be a heroine. She shouted loudly: "Sister Zheng Qian, I want to learn boxing!"

Pei Qian smiled and shook his head, "I'm not very good at martial arts myself, so I can't teach you any good boxing skills."

What's more, learning boxing is really hard.

Cao Qinglang was chatting with Mr. Liu at the counter for a long time, and came here to talk to Pei Qian about something. When he saw that she was "teaching boxing" to others, Cao Qinglang stopped and stood quietly. The corridor is far away.

Since his younger brother and his husband both suggested that he retain his status as editor of the Hanlin Academy, Cao Qinglang was not a pedantic person, so he gave up his intention to resign.

Chen Ping'an brought Xiao Mo to the house. Cao Qinglang bowed and said, "I've met Mr."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

Gentle, polite, and cheerful.

This shows the good atmosphere of our Luoluoshan family.

When Liu Luchai saw the stranger, he immediately said goodbye to Pei Qian, picked up the washbasin and left the house.

Chen Pingan said to Cao Qinglang: "Let's talk about something outside, related to you."

Cao Qinglang immediately went to the main room and moved two chairs and a bench.

He can sit on a bench with Pei Qian.

The gentleman and the strange guest were sitting on chairs.

The corridor under the eaves is spacious enough for both parties to sit facing each other.

Xiao Mo thanked him before sitting upright.

After Chen Pingan sat down, he noticed something strange about Pei Qian and asked, "What's wrong?"

Although Pei Qian felt guilty, he still answered honestly: "Earlier at the door of the inn, I couldn't help but take a peek at the little girl's state of mind."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded: "Just watch it."

Pei Qian looked surprised and asked doubtfully: "Master is not angry?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "In the past, the rules were strict because I was worried that you would go astray. Now there is no need to be so restrictive. The world is dangerous and people are unpredictable. You have to protect yourself."

At the age when rules should be established, Chen Pingan was not ambiguous about Pei Qian. He was worried that Pei Qian had learned boxing and would not have any taboos about the severity of his punches. However, when Pei Qian got older, he already had a clear understanding of right and wrong. If you have a clear understanding, you can't be too bound by the rules and you can't be flexible at all.

Pei Qian said: "Master, don't worry. Every time I go around the world in the future, I will try not to make mistakes. If I make mistakes, I will correct them."

This is the first time Pei Qian has spoken to his master like this since he grew up.

It's hard to imagine that the Pei Qian in front of him is the little hedgehog who secretly compiled "The Collection of Chestnuts", pricking whoever he saw. It's also hard to imagine that she was the "hard-working" little Heitan who would pester Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang, each of them casually instilling in her that just twenty years of internal strength would be enough.

Every truth is like a crossing.

Maybe only when I go to that ferry in the future and see some people and things with my own eyes can I truly understand it.

There are also some sages' teachings in books, old sayings of old people, and the words and deeds outside the books, just like the pavilions on the road.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Okay, Master believes in you."

Then Chen Pingan introduced Xiao Mo with a smile: "Both of them are my disciples, Pei Qian, a martial artist at the top of the mountain."

"Cao Qinglang, second place in the Dali Imperial Examination."

Chen Pingan then introduced Xiao Mo to the two of them, "His name is Xi Zhu, and now he has a strange pseudonym. He is a sword cultivator from a foreign land, and his level is not low. Of course, after all, we are friends who are not acquaintances with the master. From now on The stranger will practice swordsmanship in Luopo Mountain. He has the same background as your Uncle Liu, and can be called Senior Xizhu in the future. When he returns home this time, he will be included in the Jise Peak Mountain and Water Genealogy and serve as the registered enshrinement of Luopo Mountain."

A man and a woman, their expressions were calm, without any pretense.

A martial artist stood up and clasped his fists, and a scholar bowed.

It seems that the senior Xizhu in front of him has no emotional ups and downs at all because of his demon clan background. He is very accustomed to it.

Xiao Mo didn't even need to use any of his natal powers to clearly sense the sincerity of the young man and woman in front of him.

Having already stood up, Xiao Mo bent down slightly, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "I'm just a few years older, so I don't need to call you senior. Why don't you just call me Xiao Mo like a young man? I prefer the latter."

Then Xiaomo started to pull out his sleeves.

Two greeting gifts have been prepared.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "No need."

It is enough to have a wealthy Chief Zhou in Luoluoshan.

Moreover, Xiao Mo is no better than Jiang Shangzhen, who has a blessed place called Cloud Cave. Giving a gift will make his family's wealth even thinner.

Xiao Mo insisted: "Master, it's just a little thought, not a very expensive gift."

"Miss Pei and Mr. Cao are both the closest direct descendants of the young master. Without some gifts, this would be unreasonable both emotionally and rationally. The young master has already rejected those robes before, so why don't you allow me to arrange them on their side this time?" Putting on the airs of an elder?"

Chen Pingan could only nod.

Xiaomo must have been very popular in Luopo Mountain, he was like a fish in water, and he was no worse than Chief Zhou.

Being good at persuading people to drink is a skill that distinguishes people at the wine table.

He likes to toast, never avoids wine, and has to find his own wine to drink. His character is reflected in his wine.

As expected, the old saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Xiaomo is very similar to me.

The wine is very good, but the wine-cooking skills are a bit lacking.

Back then, at the liquor store, the second shopkeeper was known to avoid punching but not drinking.

As for the second part of the sentence of those gamblers and drunkards, "it's all down with one punch anyway", the nonsense on the wine table cannot be taken seriously.

Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang looked at Chen Pingan at the same time.

Chen Pingan continued to nod.

Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang accepted the gifts.

Chen Ping'an could tell at a glance that they were two hidden treasures in the "Little Cave" that were of higher quality than the objects close at hand.

Not to mention ordinary monks, not even Chen Ping'an, a treasure house on the mountain, has one of these treasures.

The two of them thanked Senior Xizhu.

Xiaomo smiled and said nothing. Seeing that they didn't seem to have any intention of sitting down, Xiao Mo sat down.

They have two children, and their tutors are very polite.

Could it be that fellow Daoist Lu was deceiving him? Deliberately describe the old Lizhu Cave, with its simple folk customs, as a dangerous dragon's pool and tiger's den? Is this a surprise for yourself?

Xiao Mo couldn't help but said in her heart: "Master, Miss Pei is very young. Is she going to be a martial artist soon?"

The little girl was very respectful from her master's side. Fellow Daoist Lu was obviously joking with her again.

Chen Ping'an didn't answer from his heart, but said with a smile: "Pei Qian is very young, but there is a woman named Bai Ren in the Moiren Dynasty in the wild world, who seems to be about the same. She has stopped at the age of fifty, and I heard Lu Chen said , the female national preceptor of the Qingshen Dynasty reached the top at an even younger age."

Pei Qian nodded.

However, Cao Qinglang could clearly see her husband's complacency.

In fact, when Chen Pingan and Lu Chen borrowed fourteenth-level monks, before leaving the capital of Li, they had already seen the weirdness in Pei Qian, which made him, a master, dumbfounded.

Because Pei Qian is in an extremely mysterious situation right now.

She is under pressure!

It was something that even Chen Pingan had never heard of.

The breakthrough of a pure martial artist is not up to him. Whether he can break the bottleneck or not is not up to him. He has to endure it. Once the bottleneck is broken, he has no control over whether he can advance to the next level. Besides being able to break through the realm, which pure martial artist in the world would be like Pei Qian?

However, Xiao Mo was used to seeing fights and killings, mostly on mountain tops, so he was not surprised by many things.

Xiao Mo is now more curious about Cao Qinglang.

Pei Qian is practicing boxing now just to suppress the situation.

She has to choose a certain place and a certain day to reach the top.

Chen Ping'an got straight to the point and told Cao Qinglang directly about Cui Dongshan's idea.

Cao Qinglang's answer was simple, "Sir, this is actually the best. It was because I saw that my husband and my junior brother seemed to have made a decision, so I bit the bullet and agreed to be the head of that sect."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "We in Luo Luoshan are not talking about it. It's normal for you to have some thoughts about such a big matter. You should have told your husband directly at that time... Forget it, this time it was your husband's lack of consideration. I will pay attention to it in the future. Yes, you too."

Cao Qinglang nodded and said, "Remember."

Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful, "You could have been the youngest sect master in Haoran's history."

Cao Qinglang couldn't say anything about this matter.

In the past, the Confucian Temple was strictly controlled, and as the leader of a sect, a Qi practitioner must be in the Jade Pu realm. This was an iron rule.

Yamazawa Yexiu, wanting to reach the upper five realms before the age of forty is simply a dream.

Even for Immortal Masters with profound knowledge and orderly inheritance, it is as difficult as reaching the heaven to become a Jade Pu Realm monk at this age. There are only a handful of them in the history of Haoran.

Furthermore, even if there is such a talent for cultivation, it would be too much of a waste to let such a talented person with such good qualifications waste away his precious cultivation time with those tedious mountain affairs. Moreover, even if there is such a talent in a large sect, In the next sect, such a young Jade Pu realm is not directly suitable for the current sect leader. For a Qi practitioner, his success on the road of practice is most likely just a lot of bumps and stumblings among a lot of trivial matters.

As for himself, Chen Ping'an has almost never been particular about anything. Even when he was traveling in the world, he was worried about "falling into trouble".

But when it comes to Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang, it's completely different.

For example, when Cao Qinglang won the second place in the rankings, when he arrived at Chen Ping'an's side, he was happy but also a little bit slanderous. Why is my student the second place and not the top pick?

So much so that when Chen Ping'an visited the capital this time, he had to hold back in order not to sneak into the archives of the Ministry of Rites and dig out the imperial examination strategy article of the new top scholar to see if it was the paper of his favorite student, but the handwriting was not right. Then the Guange style was misjudged by the elderly readers, or was it deliberately downgraded by Emperor Song He?

Cao Qinglang said: "Sir, I just talked to Xun Qu. He said that Mr. Xun Qu is very approachable. He is not the kind who pretends to have no airs, but really has no airs."

"Xun Qu is not the kind of person who likes to flatter anyone, and he didn't ask me to tell him on purpose. If he is willing to say this, it must be because he sincerely admires him. He also said that if he becomes a high official in the future, he must be like him. , no matter who you get along with, you can give people a feeling of spring breeze."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "That's good. I won't let the Xunxu class think that you have the wrong teacher."

Chen Ping'an somewhat understood the mood of Master Huolong.

When he goes out, he is regarded as the real Huolong from Paidi Peak. The Great Heavenly Master from Longhu Mountain in the past is still regarded as Zhang Shanfeng's master. There is actually a subtle difference between the two.

Chen Pingan said softly: "I have been thinking about a problem during this period. I won't talk about the problem itself. I will come back to review it with you when the time is right. Anyway, I may take more care of Luo Luoshan. When I see these things, big or small, I will take care of them as long as I feel something is wrong. But in the future, I may let go more in the lower sect, so when you stay with Dongshan, you may have this or that Objections, or even quarrels, when the time comes, he will be the sect leader and your little senior brother, you can think about this before going to Tongyezhou."

Chen Pingan shook his head as he thought to himself, "It's not possible, it's certain."

Cao Qinglang nodded, "Sir, you are actually not afraid of quarrels. As long as it is not a matter of temper, you can learn from each other's strengths and make up for your shortcomings."

Chen Ping'an hummed, "Remember, it's not just with your little senior brother, but also with many things. It's one thing to like and be good at reasoning, but you must consider other people's emotions, and pay attention to asking the cause and not the effect. , do not fully approve or deny others based on good or bad results. Encountering problems and solving them is practice."

Having said this, Chen Ping'an spread his hands, patted them lightly, and then said with palms facing each other, "When we praise a person, having a sense of proportion is actually to maintain a proper and decent distance. If it is too far, it means alienation, and if it is too close, It is easy to be harsh on others. Therefore, you have to give all those close to you a little room, even room to make mistakes. As long as it does not involve big rights and wrongs, you don’t need to hold on too much. Careful people will often seek perfection and blame accidentally. , the problem is that we don’t realize it, but the people around us have already been injured a lot.”

"As the old saying goes, a person who is knowledgeable must have a clever mind. In fact, the opposite is also true. A person who is good at subtlety should also have a thoughtful heart."

"Furthermore, you must tell yourself that no one is a clay statue Bodhisattva without any anger. Everyone will have their own emotions. The emotions themselves are the truth. Many times, it seems that you are reasoning with others, but when you really see it, But if we don’t feel like we are tolerating it, that means we have really succeeded in cultivating our minds.”

Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and asked with a smile: "Let me ask you, let's discuss the matter as it is, okay?"

Cao Qinglang said without hesitation: "Very good."

Chen Ping'an asked again: "Have you ever thought that when discussing matters, no matter how reasonable one side is, they are still denying the other side?"

Cao Qinglang was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and nodded: "That's true."

Chen Ping'an said: "So discussing the matter itself is of course a good thing, but once someone takes advantage of it, thickens his neck, stares, and speaks with a loud voice, what will be the result? Obviously, the truth itself is right, but reasoning about something is a failure. "

"Real communication and reasoning require learning to recognize the other party first."

"You need to be calm first, and then use many approvals to clarify the one or two negatives you really want to make clear."

"Of course, all your words must still be sincere and cannot be false. This is extremely important and must be placed higher than 'peace of mind'."

Cao Qinglang thought about it carefully, nodded and said, "I understand the order of things sir in this matter."

Chen Pingan put his hands in his sleeves and asked with a smile: "Think again. See if there is anything missing?"

Cao Qinglang began to think deeply.

Pei Qian sat on a bench nearby and hesitated to speak.

Chen Pingan looked at Pei Qian and nodded with a smile.

Pei Qian plucked up the courage and said, "Master, this seems to be...a truth that only the strong can explain clearly."

"For example, the unreasonable party has a higher status, but when someone tries to reason with him, he becomes impatient and immediately glares. What should I do?"

"For example, if the head of the family in the gate at the foot of the mountain, the mountain master on the mountain, the sect leader, and the leader are not so reasonable? It seems that it is difficult to explain clearly the master's truth."

"Master, I was just talking casually."

The more Pei Qian spoke, the less confident he became, and his voice became lower and lower.

At the end, Pei Qian scratched his head and said with a shy face, "I shouldn't have interrupted."

Chen Pingan gave Pei Qian a thumbs up, "Yes. This is the crux."

Then Chen Pingan asked again: "So, Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang, do you think you can become a strong person? Or do you hope that you can become a strong person? Or, do you think you are strong now? The strong is the weak. No, are you competing with me, Xiaomi Li, who is currently not at a high level, or Bai Xuan, who is just a child? Or who are you competing with?"

Pei Qian's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously, "I understand!"

Cao Qinglang stood up and bowed to his husband, but said nothing.

Pei Qian couldn't stand up and clasped his fists, so he rolled his eyes at Cao Qinglang beside him.

Flatterer!

In Luo Luo Shan, this guy's flattery is the most hidden.

Chen Ping'an murmured: "Don't ask for anything in the world."

Cao Qinglang suddenly asked: "Sir, are you worried about Luo Luo Shan and Xiazong? In the future, many people will behave too much like you?"

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, worthy of being his proud disciple, and nodded: "I have such worries."

When the personal imprint of the founder of a sect is too clear, it will naturally follow the example and follow the example. This kind of thing has advantages and disadvantages.

But Chen Pingan still hopes that whether it is the current Luolu Mountain or the future Tongyezhou Sect, even in the future, there will be direct descendants of the ancestral hall, inner sect disciples and unnamed outer sect monks, but everyone's life, They can all be different, and each has its own beauty.

Xiao Mo sat aside and listened intently from beginning to end, admiring his master's orderliness, dismantling, meticulousness, and reunification.

I feel more and more that I am a rough person and I still have a lot to learn from the young master. It's just that on the young master's side, there is probably no end to learning.

Chen Pingan stood up and said, "You two go back to Luopo Mountain and wait for me."

Pei Qian was a little worried.

She had already roughly seen the master's current situation.

Chen Pingan waved his hand and took Xiaomo out of the inn.

During his previous trip to the south, Chen Ping'an made a wooden food box from Yuzhang County. Now he is planning to go out to the capital to buy some pastries and a jug of wine, which will cost a total of fourteen taels of silver anyway.

Then we went to the Dali Palace.

If you don't drink the toast, you will drink the fine wine.