Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao walked back to the small town. There was more than just a supervising government office in Huaihuang County. The two passed by a time-honored restaurant. It occupied a small area but had three floors. It was once the tallest building in the town, but The third floor is not open to the public.

Chen Pingan made an impromptu idea and said he would go there for a drink. He also smiled and told Ning Yao that in the early years, only the rich people from Fulu Street and Taoye Lane would come here to drink, otherwise it would be the masters of Long Kiln who recruited apprentices here. Have a drink.

After chatting at the Fire Temple in the capital, Chen Ping'an learned that this restaurant was actually Aunt Feng's property. The third floor is her resting place.

In addition, Aunt Feng also saved a lot of land deeds. She also revealed the secret, saying that most of the dragon kiln entrances that have been converted into private kilns are owned by old coachmen. The old coachman usually lives over there in Erlang Lane. As for Lu Wei of the Yin Yang family in China, they have many houses on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane.

Chen Pingan chose a table by the window and only asked for a bottle of wine. The wine pots and wine bowls are all made of locally made celadon.

Ning Yao just drank a bowl, but did not stop Chen Pingan from drinking.

This restaurant once had a rare visitor in its early years.

Even the nominal hotel manager didn't take it seriously. But the real owner of the restaurant, Aunt Feng, once let out a faint sigh.

A schoolteacher with frosty white temples once ordered a jug of wine and a few dishes to accompany the wine, and drank by himself.

And looking from the window on the second floor of the restaurant, I could just see a plaque on the archway on the street.

After drinking and eating, Chen Pingan's face was slightly red but his eyes were bright. He stood at the window and looked at the archway for a moment. After looking away, he and Ning Yao went out of the restaurant and returned to Luolu Mountain.

The westernmost house belongs to Li Huai's family. A few years ago, a wedding reception was held here. It was Li Liu who married a scholar from outside the country. It is said that he was the son of an official family, which made the woman feel very proud. She no longer curses. During those days, the woman liked to hang out the most. She smiled at everyone she met, and many of them were neighbors who had quarreled or even scratched their faces. But now the family has returned to Beiju Luzhou.

Ning Yao was a little curious that Li Liu would actually get married. Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It seems that I have ended my fate in my previous life, cut off the world of mortals, and can practice peace of mind from now on, and reach the Ascension Realm. It's not a big problem."

Ning Yao blinked.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I don't know either."

Ning Yao tilted his head.

Chen Pingan said: "I mean I don't know what you are thinking."

In fact, there was a secret hidden here, which prevented Dong Shuijing and Lin Shouyi from completely giving up, or in other words, prevented them from laying a sack on that bastard.

It's just that it's really inappropriate for Chen Ping'an to talk about this kind of thing. The truth, roughly speaking, is on Li Liu's side, and it's a name only. As for what's going on with the scholars, God knows.

Today, a table in Luolu Mountain was bustling and full of people.

Sitting at the main seats opposite the door were Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao.

Zhu Lian, Wei Wenlong and Zhang Jiazhen were in charge of the accounting room.

Miyu, Xiaomo, Xianwei.

Sitting on the last seat facing away from the door were Chen Lingjun, Xiaomi Li, and Chen Nuanshu.

Previously, the old cook was busy in the kitchen. Nuan Shu and Xiao Mili helped select vegetables and blow bamboo tubes, while Xiao Mo was responsible for serving the dishes to the table.

Seeing the Xianwei shaking his head, this Xiaomo really doesn't regard himself as an outsider, and that's right. He is not an outsider either. He will soon become brothers with Jia Lao Shenxian and Chen Lingjun. He just waits for Jia Lao Jia to pick out a person. On an auspicious day, the three of them would chop off chicken heads and burn yellow paper over there in Qilong Lane. At the wine table before, Chen Lingjun slapped his shoulder so hard that it hurt, but it didn't matter, they were all good brothers. Besides, Chen Lingjun has already promised, Brother Xianwei, just wait, share the blessings, and keep the popular ones. From now on, whenever there are only three or two appetizers on the table, even if I, Chen Lingjun, don't follow the moral principles of the world. , I’ve treated my brother badly!

As a result, Brother Jia slapped the table and suddenly cursed, "Fuck your mother."

The Xianwei was so frightened that he was mostly sober. But Chen Lingjun stood on the bench with his hands on his hips and laughed.

It turned out that the immortal had a false alarm, because Jia Lao Shenxian quickly said some pleasant words, saying, Brother Chen, do you look down on our grass-roots shop, or do you look down on my cooking skills? No matter how high you drink, you can't brag. You can't compare to Mr. Zhu in the mountains. It's a must. But how many chefs in a small town restaurant can compare to the quality of the food and wine that I, Jia Sheng, have? ! ah? !

Especially Jia Lao Shenxian's extremely long "ah" word made the Xianwei feel warm in his heart.

This is the arena and wine shop that I have longed for.

As for today, it's a little less interesting, but Mr. Zhu's dishes are indeed delicious.

Moreover, no one is restrained, and there are no red tapes about toasting each other. You can drink wine and eat food, and there is no such nonsense as not talking during sleep or eating.

Zhu Lian slurred, took a sip of wine, and asked with a smile: "Brother Xiaomo, Taoist Master Xianwei, are you still good at using chopsticks?"

The immortal captain took down his chopsticks like flying, lowered his head and said: "If you can take down your chopsticks, you must be able to."

Xiao Mo didn't say anything, he just held the cup in both hands, raised his head, drank it all, and then turned the cup down.

Chen Pingan and Zhu Lian asked in their hearts: "Why didn't Cen Yuanji come? Is she afraid that there will be too many people and no place?"

Jiang Qu was practicing in seclusion, so Chen Pingan didn't let Zhu Lian call for him.

Zhu Lian smiled and explained: "No, she only has two unshakable meals in the morning and evening every day, and they are medicated meals. If she doesn't get the right time today, she won't come. Girl, no matter how fearless she is, she has to be afraid of being fat. Words. And I greeted her, and she said that she would have to invite Shanzhu and Mrs. Shanzhu to have a meal alone later, and thank you."

Chen Pingan couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, "That's why I'm all done."

Thinking of something, Chen Pingan continued to ask in his heart: "How old are Cen Yuanji's parents now, and how are they in good health? Last time I went back to my hometown, I heard from Xiao Mili that Cen Yuanji's mother was infected with cold. .”

Zhu Lian said: "Earlier, Dongshan pretended to be a doctor secretly, and I showed it to the helper, and he is in good health."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "We still need to be more careful."

Zhu Lian nodded.

After a meal, Chen Ping asked Nuan Shu and Xiaomi Li to lead the way to Pei Qian's house.

Chen Pingan glanced at the cotton satchel on the right protector, and asked with a smile, "Where's the big bag of golden melon seeds? Is it too heavy, so I didn't take it out?"

The little girl patted her beloved satchel and explained in a low voice to the good mountain master: "In this 'capital', only a part of the troops are stationed there for the time being. They will follow me to conquer the north and south. The main force will stay elsewhere and stay put."

If there is a capital, of course there is a capital, and of course it is the celadon piggy bank that she, Pei Qian, and Nuanshu all have, which the old cook gave to the three of them many years ago.

As for the nicknames of the capital and the capital, of course they were nicknames that Pei Qian helped to come up with, they are so domineering.

This is the first time Chen Ping'an has entered Pei Qian's house.

Of course, this has something to do with Chen Pingan's short stay in Luoba Mountain.

For nearly thirty years, he, the owner of the mountain, has not been too much as a shopkeeper.

When we arrived at Pei Qian's house, one side of the room was his residence, and the other side of the room... could be regarded as the study room of this great disciple.

The study room didn't have a locked door, but there were actually only a few books inside.

On a shelf against the wall, there are various treasures that Pei Qian has accumulated from many years of travel. They are placed high and low, and there are no high-quality items.

But according to Xiao Mili's tip, Pei Qian kept the most valuable items in the room next door.

There are also those boxes under the bed, filled with ledgers, and locked. Even Sister Nuanshu doesn’t have the key.

Chen Pingan took out three Duobao racks, one large and two small, from the nearby objects. From collecting materials to mortise and tenon, he did everything by himself. The small Duobao racks can be stored and taken out completely. As for the big one, Chen Pingan had to temporarily As a carpenter, he squatted on the ground to assemble it. After he was done, Chen Pingan clapped his hands and turned to look at the table and stool by the window. It had been left for many years, so it was still a small desk and a tall stool.

When Pei Qian was a child, he practiced boxing in the bamboo building. Every day when he returned to his residence, he would copy books here.

Chen Ping'an couldn't imagine that Xiao Heitan, who was so afraid of hardship, would suddenly think of practicing boxing. If she knew, she would probably not have to copy the books. She would just owe it now and make up for it later.

Chen Pingan, who was in a complicated mood, was still in a complicated mood after leaving Pei Qian's house.

Not far from the door, stood a small stranger.

Nuanshu and Xiaomili immediately said goodbye and left, each busy with their own business.

Xiao Mo waved to the two little girls, and then asked the question he wanted to ask on the ferry, "When will the young master visit Piyun Mountain?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned, and the lamp went dark. He was really too familiar with Wei Shanjun. Every time he returned home, he didn't think about this incident at all. Every time, Wei Bo took the initiative to visit Luo Po Mountain, and Wei Bo didn't take the initiative to visit Luo Po Mountain. Be an outsider from Luoba Mountain. Wei Shanjun really likes melon seeds, which are millet grains.

However, it was still inconsistent with the etiquette. It was indeed his negligence. Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It is better to hurry up than to hurry up. Let's go to visit Wei Shanjun now."

The two of them rode the wind together to Piyun Mountain.

Wei Bo appeared on the top of the mountain, a little surprised, and said with a smile: "A rare visitor."

Chen Ping angrily.

This is untrue.

Xiao Mo bent down and bowed: "I have met Mr. Wei Shan."

I saw the tiger in front of me, with a slender figure and handsome appearance, wearing a snow-white robe and a golden ring in his earrings. Floating out of the dust, with extraordinary grace.

After all, Wei Bo was the Lord of Yiyue Mountain, and he already knew that the young monk in front of him with unknown origins, whose Taoist name was Xi Zhu, and whose name was Strange, was a new worshiper of Luopo Mountain, and he had become a third-class worshiper of the Dali Xing Department.

Wei Bo returned the salute with a smile, clasped his fists, and said without taboo, "I have met fellow Daoist Xizhu."

Without saying anything, Xiao Mo took out two greeting gifts from his sleeves. They were a pair of cute mountain treasures, a sapphire ax and a yellow jade axe.

According to today's Haoran Tianxia, ​​they are all half-immortal soldiers.

It's just that to Xiaomo, they are all dispensable tasteless ribs.

Who is it not to send? Is it possible to exchange it for money?

Still, it can only be regarded as the icing on the cake with a little courtesy and a lot of affection.

After all, he is a Xiao Mo who even calls his two natal flying swords "fancy but not practical".

Wei Bo originally wanted to politely decline, but because of his relationship with Luopo Mountain, there was no need to be so outrageous.

Moreover, Mr. Wei Dashan mistakenly thought that it was a meeting gift for at most two magic weapons.

But Xiao Mo was very insistent, saying that Wei Shanjun and his young master were close friends who met at a young age, and they had always taken care of Luo Po Mountain for so many years. It would be too unkind not to accept this small gift.

Then there will be banquets in Piyun Mountain in the future, even if he is willing to invite Xiaomo to be a guest, he will never come.

Wei Bo was stunned for a while after hearing this.

It is really rare to see such a "polite person" on Luoluo Mountain.

Not many, to be precise, it seems that there are only two well-behaved girls, Nuan Shu and Xiaomi Mili.

But if Xiaomo picks out the rank of the gift, will Wei Bo accept it? It's already settled. Chen Pingan couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

How can a tiger like himself be rich?

Those fucking Shanshui mansion newspapers, especially the fairy mansions on Zhongyue Jinqing's side, like to insinuate even more when they put pen and paper on the paper.

It is said that there are now people on Baopingzhou Mountain who are starting to bet on when Piyun Mountain will hold the next night banquet.

Chen Pingan didn't even use his heartfelt words, and said directly: "Xiaomo is a sword cultivator, the peak of Ascension Realm, actually came from the wild world, the place of cultivation is in the bright moon, and he slept for thousands of years. I, Ning Yao, and Li Sheng returned to Haoran Tianxia together."

Wei Shanjun just raised that arm, and was about to accept the gift from that "Xiao Mo", but he froze there.

A sword cultivator at the peak of the Ascension Realm? !

Isn't it equivalent to an old throne in the wild world? !

Taking advantage of Wei Bo's daze, Chen Pingan asked in his heart, "Xiaomo, what rank?"

Xiao Mo replied honestly: "Half Immortal Soldier."

Wei Bo just had to bite the bullet and go to accept the gift.

Chen Pingan immediately grabbed Wei Shanjun's arm with one hand, pressed Xiaomo's wrist with the other, and complained: "They are all from my own family, you are being polite, Xiaomo, who do you think our Wei Shanjun is, put it away."

Wei Bo laughed and said, "Xiao Mo, Chen Ping'an is right, we are all a family, so why not be polite to you, I will accept the gift, just let me be polite to you in the end, I have to thank you .The next night banquet, how could Brother Xiaomo be missing, even a special trip to hold a night banquet for Xiaomo, it’s fine.”

Chen Shanzhu is not like this, and Wei Shanjun still has no idea in his heart. The more Chen Pingan is like this, the more Wei Bo knows that he will regret not accepting gifts.

Do you want to be shameless?

If I want to save face, can I hold so many night banquets? The street with a bad reputation has come to Beiju Luzhou!

How did it spread that Liu Jinglong was invincible at the wine table?

How did the night feast at Piyun Mountain come about in the first place?

Chen Ping looked at Wei Shanjun.

Will two be too much, how about one.

Wei Bo looked at Lord Chen Shan.

roll.

Chen Shanzhu still had a firm gaze.

The bamboo I finally bought with real money from Mrs. Qingshen Mountain? Did I give it to Piyun Mountain for nothing?

Wei Shanjun responded with a sneer.

One size counts, I hit it off with fellow Daoist Xizhu, if you have the face to stop me, I will have the face to accept it.

For the two neighbors, silence speaks louder at this moment.

Chen Pingan felt that his skills were not as good as others, so he had to put away his hands, covered his sleeves with both hands, and said with a smile: "Xiaomo, we can wait for the invitation to the next night party, after all, opportunities are rare, and we don't often meet them. Good thing."

Wei Bo put the sapphire ax and the yellow jade ax into his sleeves, and said with a smile, "Will you drink tea or not? It's up to you."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Drinking mountains and rivers to get luck, is it right?"

Wei Bo waved his sleeves, "Anything you want."

Xiao Mo feels that his young master and Wei Shanjun really have a deep relationship, and it seems that the gift is not in vain.

What is there in Piyun Mountain? There are colorful clouds and green trees, pavilions, terraces and attics on the ridge.

What's going on in the mountains today? Friends meet each other, make wine with Songhua, brew tea with spring water.

The songhua wine brewed by Wei Shanjun himself is a must. It's just that the reputation is not as great as that of Changchun Palace Jiuniang.

Having said that, who dares to drink Songhua wine from Piyun Mountain easily in Beiyue territory? Only when you participate in the night banquet will you have the opportunity to drink a pot.

The most expensive fairy wine in the world, besides the Qingshen Mountain in the Bamboo Sea Cave, is the Piyun Mountain in Aquarius Island.

The spring water is the unique Jasper Spring in Piyun Mountain, which is one of the famous springs in Aquarius Island.

In fact, the spring water commentary was written by Dong Shuijing, a Mohist credit swordsman. Because the three springs listed on the list were all rounded up by him.

The tea leaves are new teas sent by Xiaonuanshu around the Grain Rain this year. They come from several old wild tea plants in Caiyunfeng.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Let me turn my back on the customer for once, and I'll make tea."

After taking his seat, he shook the sleeves of his blue shirt and used the two methods of water and fire.

The matter of making tea is smooth and flowing, pleasing to the eye.

Wei Bo covered his sleeves with both hands, squinted and smiled.

The boy in straw sandals from the past was so charming.

Return from Piyun Mountain to Luopo Mountain.

Ning Yao lived in Xiao Nuanshu's house tonight, and Xiaomi Li often rubbed the bed with Nuanshu's sister, so she followed suit, anyway, there were a lot of bedding over there.

Chen Ping sat on the first floor of the bamboo building and read a book. In the middle of the night, he went to the ancestral house in Niping Lane, lit a lamp, and sat all night without feeling lonely.

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In the early morning of the next day, returning to Luopo Mountain, Chen Pingan and Ning Yao went to worship the sword platform again.

Yu Yue, the Liuxiazhou Sword Cultivator, is the guest servant of the Xie family in Miyun, Aiaizhouzhou.

The old sword repairer was embarrassed to see the mountain master, so he immediately set off on his way. Otherwise, the two apprentices would be kidnapped by him, and the old Jianxiu would have run away long ago. If he ran away without knowing the fun, and let someone out of sight and out of his mind, Yu Yue would be worried that he would be asked about the sword by Mi Dajianxian.

As soon as Yu Yue saw Chen Ping'an, he knew what the official Yin meant, and he became more relieved.

Chen Ping joked: "Don't think I'm driving people away."

"How dare you."

Yu Yue said with a smile: "My lord, tell Mi Yu not to be angry. I have been on the mountain these days, and I deliberately called him Mi Jianxian. Although I am useless on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I still know the customs there Yes, I saw my old friend Pu He when I turned around, and it was also a piece of bragging talk at the wine table. Haha, do you, Mr. Pu, dare to call Mi Yu like that? I do, and I call Mi Jianxian every time I meet. "

To say that Yu Yue is not flustered at all is to deceive himself and others, but fortunately, every time Mi Yu looks bad, he doesn't really feel anything.

Yu Yue restrained his smile and continued: "Please trouble Mr. Yinguan again, and send a message to Mi Jianxian for me. Yu Yue respects Mi Yu in his heart, and it's true."

Chen Pingan nodded and agreed, and asked with a smile, "Why don't you go to Mi Yu's side and say such kind words in person."

Yu Yue is a straightforward person, and he laughed and said: "Before, Mi Jianxian yelled too much, which scared Mi Yu. What's more, I was also worried that such sincere words would not be taken seriously by Mi Yu. According to the hidden official, Mi Yu I’m sure I’m willing to believe that I’m not losing money, but I’m still making money.”

Chen Pingan nodded, and turned to look at the two children who dared not look Ning Yao in the eye.

Chen Pingan took out two prepared small bags from his sleeve, handed them to Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting, and explained with a smile: "I have already converted the three hundred snowflake coins into three Xiaoshu coins. According to the rules of the hall, direct disciples will have this money when they travel far away. You have not formally studied with the sword fairy, and I have not crossed out your name on the ancestral tree of Ji Sefeng, so this rule cannot be broken."

Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting each took the light money bags, but it made them feel a little heavy.

He Xiangting, a child who likes to read, summoned up his courage and said, "My lord, it's because we are not sensible."

Yu Qingzhang held back for a long time, and said sullenly: "Master Yinguan, I'm sorry."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Don't think about it this way, it's not a big deal at all. Cultivation on the mountain pays attention to your own fate. There are some things that I have to do in that position. You are also in your own situation, and you will think the same. .Now that we are going to separate, I will tell you something from my heart. If you don’t think so and don’t alienate me, I, a hidden official, will feel something is wrong and I will look down on you.”

All the children in the world probably grew up following the truth.

Chen Pingan took out another stack of books. On the top was a copy of "Swordsmanship Zhengjing", which was copied by Chen Pingan himself.

There are also a few books of sages and literati's notes bought from Dali Jingcheng Bookstore.

They were handed over to He Xiangting, who likes to read, and Chen Pingan said: "This "Swordsmanship Serious Classic", you'd better read it carefully. .”

He Xiangting took the books, and solemnly bowed to thank you, Mr. Chen from Luoposhan, Mr. Yin from Jianqi Great Wall.

Yu Qingzhang was about to speak but stopped, scratching his head.

Chen Ping joked: "It's still too late to regret it now."

The two children grinned. This was probably the first time they had shown a smile on the young Yinguan's side, and it was sincere.

"After worshiping a good master, it is even more important to practice hard. Even in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, not every young sword cultivator can get a senior in the Jade Realm to be that master and be taught carefully."

Chen Pingan stretched out his hands and gently pressed the heads of the two children, "Cultivation is for a better life, but life is not only about practice. You don't need to understand this truth for now."

The two children nodded heavily.

Chen Ping withdrew his hand, and said in his heart: "Yu Bong, say a few more words, we have to be stricter in the future, and we can't just focus on their practice and breaking through. It's not that we must reprimand more, but pay attention to everything. No matter how important it is to practice, it is nothing more than a matter of being a human being. It is said that the first thing a rich family loves their children is to have enough money. It is human nature to be dear to the elders, but if you dote on them, it is easy to develop the habit of arrogance How can you become a virtuous person when you are young and arrogant?"

"In particular, Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting were both born in poverty. They suddenly changed their growth environment and their life suddenly became better, so we should pay more attention to this matter. Those of us who are masters, as preachers, teaching by precepts and deeds are more precious than giving one or two books. Cheats are more important. In comparison, the person who needs to find money by himself is the sword cultivator."

"Some ordinary and trivial matters, as an elder, must never do it for you. Some essential family etiquette must be taught repeatedly. Since you are already a sword cultivator, you must cherish this blessing, and let your children develop an unbelievable personality. The habit of ignoring the lives of others. Although Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting are good friends, they have very different personalities. Let Yu Qingzhang follow you thousands of miles away, read more books, broaden your eyes, and broaden your mind. , look more at the trivial things around you, don’t just study hard, and be constrained by reason into an old-fashioned temperament, you must apply what you have learned.”

"I was the one talking."

Chen Ping laughed at himself, apologized slightly, and said no more.

After all, Yu Yue is now the nominal master of the two children.

In fact, it is not suitable. Fortunately, Yu Yue is not a small-minded old man, otherwise, based on these words, he would probably be held hostage.

Yu Yue sighed sincerely: "Master Yinguan, this is not chatter, it is swordsmanship, and Taoism."

Thinking about the first time that Yuanyang and Zhu met, how confident and energetic this young hermit was.

But at the time of parting today, the heart-to-heart words of the young hermit official made Yu Yue realize that the young sword fairy in front of him is actually a closed disciple of the Wensheng lineage, and a young master who has read sage books.

"I only have one thing. I won't say any polite words to Yu Feng."

Chen Ping'an continued: "You must never let two children be bullied outside, even though they are in charge. There is no worldliness and the overall situation is taken into consideration. After all, a swordsman is a swordsman, and a swordsman must be a swordsman."

"I will never allow the children who left home from the Great Wall of Jianqi to become... incomparably awe-inspiring in the world, and not at all like the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Jianqi. If one day I find that it has become like this, Yu worships, Then I’m sorry.”

"Let me teach you."

The old sword cultivator said in a deep voice: "Liu Xiazhou sword cultivator, Yu Yue will never let Mr. Chen down like this."

Different from Chen Ping'an's meticulous mind.

Ning Yao still had her usual style. While Chen Ping'an and Yu Yue were speaking from the bottom of their hearts, she gave some verbal instruction to the two children from her hometown, but she was still too lazy to speak from her heart.

"Yu Qingzhang, your sword training qualifications are only acceptable. What kind of material is it? You have to know something about it. You have to practice diligently. Don't forget your roots when you get to the world. Don't try to compare yourself with others. Remember to read more, use your brain more when encountering things, and learn more from you hidden officials."

"He Xiangting, don't let Yu Qingzhang keep the distance too far. Within Jiazi's time, at most one and a half realms are allowed, and your heart should not be depressed. To say the least, practicing swordsmanship can slow down your realm, and you can't be narrow-minded in your life. If the spirit is righteous, the sword will be clear, and the sword will be clear."

Ning Yao looked indifferent and said: "You two, please remember each word clearly for me."

Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting trembled in unison: "Remember!"

The big white goose has already told some secrets and inside stories about the colorful world.

In the history of a new world, the first Jade Pure Realm, Immortal Realm and Ascension Realm!

Kill high-ranking gods with swords.

Traveling far away alone with a sword, he seriously injured a closed disciple of Tao Ancestor during a sword fight.

Now the number one person in the colorful world!

For the nine sword fairy embryos, they don't think it's strange, they only have one thought.

Ning Yao is indeed Ning Yao.

There is no sword cultivator in the world who is "even just like Ning Yao".

Yu Yue listened carefully and realized that the old man was actually no better than the two children.

After listening to this, the old sword cultivator had only one emotion at the moment.

Lord Yin Guan is amazing.

Ning Yao cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yu."

Yu Yue quickly returned the gift and said, "I don't dare to accept it."

Chen Ping'an took out the talisman boat and sent the three masters and apprentices to Niujiao Ferry. There is currently no direct ferry from Aquarius Continent to Aai'ai Continent, and they need to wait for a cross-continent ferry from Beiju Luzhou.

On the other side of the ferry, the ferry had not yet entered the territory of Longzhou. He chatted with Lao Jianxiu for about two-quarters of an hour. Chen Pingan asked about the customs of Liuxiazhou and Aaiaizhou. Yu Yue naturally knew everything and talked about it. To be humorous, it would be a pity for the old swordsman not to become a storyteller.

After Yu Yue and the others boarded the ferry, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao stood near the railing and waved goodbye.

Xiao Mo found the great housekeeper Zhu Lian and told him that he wanted to build a library.

The enshrinement minister and Keqing of Luolu Mountain will have their own houses near the bamboo building on the front mountain. In fact, there are not many left. By chance, the engraver Xiaomo and the Keqing Xianwei who went up the mountain with him happened to have two unused houses. Otherwise, They really had no choice but to move to the back mountain. With the style of Luolu Mountain, they would never make an exception for them just because Xiao Mo was an Ascended Realm and an Immortal Captain with a great background.

Then there are endless Xian family mansions on the back mountain. There are more than thirty large and small mansions. They were all built by Chief Zhou who spent money in the early years. In the future, they will be used to accommodate new disciples or entertain guests, but they are now in a state of decline. The number of disciples in the mountain's genealogy is still small, and the mountain owner has spoken again, making the current Luo Lu Mountain the same as the mountain has been closed for twenty years, so except for one house where two people live, the rest are temporarily empty.

When Xiao Mo found Zhu Lian, the old cook was weaving baskets in the yard. He heard that Xiao Mo wanted to spend his own money to build a library. He smiled and said that it was no problem. The craftsmen on the other side of Huimeng Mountain had ready-made manpower and skills. Yes, there is no shortage of a library. The only problem is that there is really no space near the bamboo building, so Xiaomo has three options at the moment, building it near Jise Peak, or building it in the back mountain, or simply choose a vassal hilltop as the place for his cultivation. The ground may be more refreshing.

Xiao Mo said that there was no need to go to so much trouble. If the rules on the mountain were not broken, he could demolish his house and build a library on the original site. He could use the library as a monastic residence, and the library only needed to be two stories high.

Zhu Lian thought for a while and said that if Brother Xiaomo could be trusted, he would let him build the library. It would only take some man-hours and there would be no need to give money to outsiders.

Xiaomo was pleasantly surprised and quickly stood up and bowed to express his thanks.

Because my young master mentioned Luo Po Mountain, he highly admired Mr. Zhu’s erudition, talents, and mastery of everything. He gave an extremely high evaluation, “There is no craft that Zhu Lian doesn’t know, even if he doesn’t know it. Not at the moment. If you give Zhu Lian three or two years at most, he will be a well-deserved master in this industry, and you won’t be convinced. The reason why I can travel far away with peace of mind is because Zhu Lian, the great steward, has done a great job."

Zhu Lianxiao asked: "Xiao Mo, does the library have a name?"

Xiao Mo said: "Two dazed buildings."

"Good name."

Zhu Lian snorted, "It's as good as our young master's naming."

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "It's the name that Young Master helped me choose."

Zhu Lian let out a sigh, turned to face Xiao Mo and said sternly: "Young Master usually doesn't take action easily when it comes to naming. After so many years, there are only a few cases, which shows that Young Master has always favored Xiao Mo."

Xiaomo smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Envy envy. Like my library, there is no name yet. I once asked the young master for calligraphy, but it failed in the end."

Xiao Mo couldn't help being a little puzzled, with Mr. Zhu's relationship with his son, why is this so?

It's just that the book says that when you are in a happy state, don't talk about your proud things with frustrated people.

After all, Xiao Mo had just gone up the mountain and didn't know some of the inside stories. He didn't know the mystery of the books in the library for the time being. Chen Pingan would be a ghost if he helped to name it.

So Xiao Mo just changed the subject and asked, "If I stay here, will it delay Mr. Zhu's business?"

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "As far as work is concerned, it's not about business. It's best for you to stay, Xiao Mo. I can still have a companion to talk to. Being with my beloved is like drinking fine wine."

Xiao Mo took out a book of Wanyu Ci from his sleeve and sat down to read it.

While Zhu Lian was busy, he glanced at the contents of the collection of poems, smiled and shook his head and said: "When the flowers are blooming, I miss you the most, and when the flowers wither, I hate you the most?"

This statement is bad, falling into a cliché.

"When the flowers are blooming, I resent you the most, and when the flowers fade, I remember you the most. Regardless of whether I think or hate you, they are all in the time of the flowers."

It can be said that he has deep feelings and long-lasting resentment. He dare not hate, but can only complain, and expresses the woman's sorrow and pain.

Xiao Mo was stunned and speechless, then he was convinced, turned around and clasped his fists and said: "Mr. Zhu's witty words are like a graceful lady emerging from the scroll, and no flowers are fragrant."

Zhu Lian laughed loudly and said, "Brother Xiao Mo is not bad at all."

Xiao Mo felt a little calmer.

He and Luo Luo Shan seem to be naturally in tune with Taoism, and there is no need for him to deliberately follow the local customs.

"Xiao Mo comes to Luo Po Mountain, and Xiao Mo comes to Luo Po Mountain. It's a lucky thing."

Zhu Lian skillfully weaved a bamboo basket and said casually: "The goodwill of the strong is like a gentle spring breeze."

Xiao Mo closed the book and was about to speak when a young Taoist priest who had just gone to the mountain gate ran in. He blushed and shouted: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, this is incredible, it turns out this is Luo Po Mountain!"

The ferry gradually went away, like a bird in the sky.

The nine children Chen Ping'an brought back from the Great Wall of Sword Qi all have their own homes. They no longer just stay at the sword worship platform and practice swordsmanship, but they all have real futures.

The little cook Cheng Chaolu became the direct descendant of Sui Dynasty. A small fortune obsessed with Nalan's jade ultimatum, he and Zhang Lv Changming are apprentices.

Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting have already followed Lao Jianxiu Yuyue to cross continents. They will first go to Miyun Xie Family in Aai'ai Continent, and then they will travel to Liuxia Continent with their two children to enjoy the autumn wind.

In Yue Yue's words, Miyun Xie's smile blossomed and took advantage of his own glory. It was equivalent to getting two sword immortal embryos from the Great Wall of Sword Qi without any incense. How could he lose the immortal money and heavenly materials and earthly treasures?

He Gu finally recognized Mi Yu as his master.

In fact, it was a matter of Ning Yao's words.

What face do you have to look down on Mi Yu? He is extremely skilled in both the Earthly Immortal realm of Jindan and Nascent Soul, and his combined demon-killing skills rank first, even surpassing half of the Jade Pu realm swordsmen.

At that time, Mi Yu followed Chen Pingan and stood not far away. Although Ning Yao told the truth, Mi Yu was still embarrassed.

If the child He Gu was reluctant at first, but he could recognize Mi Yu as his master just by pinching his nose, then Yu Xiehui was unwilling to learn swordsmanship from Cui Wei, a "traitor".

Even at that time, Cui Wei wanted to take the child with him on the Feng Yuan Ferry to Tongye Island. Yu Xiehui was unwilling to leave the sword worship platform and was furious. He said some very serious words to Cui Wei at that time. You Cui Wei is still Nalan. The disciples and masters of Ye Xing are all dead, so many people are dead, so many golden elixir sword cultivators who can leave are dead! Isn't it a shame that you are the only one living the best life hiding in a foreign land, never drawing a sword? If it were me, if I didn't die in my hometown, I would die in a battlefield like Old Dragon City. Do you want me to recognize you as my master? Don’t even think about beating me to death! It would be embarrassing for me to be your master.

Cui Wei, the Nascent Soul realm sword cultivator, didn't say anything at that time. He just left the sword worship platform without saying a word.

Ning Yao's reasoning was very simple. She didn't say whether Cui Wei's choice was right or wrong, nor did she say whether Yu Xiehui's stubbornness was good or bad. She just let Yu Xiehui prove it himself.

You first learn Cui Wei's swordsmanship. From now on, you don't need to worry about the master-disciple status on the mountain. The two sides will have a sword fight to determine the winner. Use your own ability to make Cui Wei admit his mistake to you on that matter.

King Sun Chun had better discuss it, Ning Yao let the little girl be at most sixty years old and enter the Jade Raw Realm, so that she can become his registered disciple.

As for Bai Xuan, he received a reprimand.

Be serious about practicing. Your qualifications are only good in the world of Haoran. In your hometown, you are just like Miyu before the Jade Pu Realm. How dare you say that you don't need to practice swordsmanship? Do you think you are Zong Yuan or Chen Xi?

Only that soft-tempered Yao Xiaoyan, Ning Yao didn't say anything harsh, just made the little girl bolder.

Before that, at the Sword Worshiping Platform, the eight children, facing Ning Yao, were silent and at a loss.

This may be the strength of Ning Yao.

She doesn't need to care too much about anything, let alone mend people's hearts.

But the child of Jianqi Great Wall faced Ning Yao.

In fact, it's like Yue Qing, Mi Hu, Li Tuimi and other great sword celestial beings who faced the elder sword celestial beings when they were children.

Rarely opened his mouth and scolded a few words, but it was helpful, which showed that his aptitude for sword practice was not bad.

In fact, Ning Yao didn't think to say so much at first.

It's just that as soon as they arrived at the Sword Worshiping Platform, they heard that the two children were leaving Luopo Mountain, and they seemed to have a lot of resentment towards Chen Pingan, so Ning Yao was very angry.

As a result, among the nine children, there are only two sword fairy embryos left, and their masters have not yet been clarified.

Bai Xuan and Yao Xiaoyan.

So Chen Pingan decided to ask Xiao Mo if he liked Bai Xuan and was willing to temporarily accept him as an anonymous disciple.

Let the white-haired boy who changed his name to Konghou be willing to teach Yao Xiaoyan some excellent swordsmanship and Taoism.

It's just that everything can be settled, but Taoist couples, or masters and apprentices, can't.

Standing at the ferry, Ning Yao hesitated to speak, she rarely hesitated like this.

Chen Pingan stretched out his sleeves, held Ning Yao's hands, and chuckled softly: "When you get to Feisheng City, help me say hello to my colleagues from the Summer Palace, especially Guo Zhujiu, who calls you Shi Niang, say hello to her Master and senior sister miss her very much."

Ning Yao nodded.

Today, Chen Ping'an has fallen into a terrible situation, which makes her a little worried.

No matter how good Xiao Mo's swordsmanship is and how loyal he is, he will fall in love with Chen Ping'an.

But after all, it's better to stay by his side.

Chen Pingan raised a hand, gently stroked Ning Yao's brow, and said apologetically: "We are far away from the Great Sword Immortal, so don't be anxious."

Ning Yao still just nodded and didn't speak.

"Ascension City has taken root in the colorful world. As a hidden official, I was not present and did not congratulate you. It is too shameful."

Chen Pingan put away his hand and twisted his wrist, and the whisk he got from Fairy Hairpin City came out. The name was called whisk.

Ning Yao shook his head, "You are not an outsider, so why would you like to congratulate me?"

Chen Ping'an had his own reasons, "It's different. This is what I worked hard to grab from the Immortal Hairpin City. It has a very different meaning from ordinary objects. It is most suitable to put it in Feisheng City. Who dares to let the Immortal Hairpin City dare to compete with the sword?" The Great Wall of Qi is higher than that.”

Ning Yao said, "I'll be waiting for you in Feisheng City."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

The woman in front of her is still very different from when she was a girl, but she is still the best anyway.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and said, "I'll see you off."

The two people's bodies turned into blue and white rainbows, their sword energy soared into the sky, and they were far away from the ferry in an instant.

The Confucian Confucian Temple sage who sits in the sky of Aquarius Continent opens the door to the colorful world.

If he really wants to enter the colorful world, Ning Yao still has a long journey to go, but the road is stable, just like the official road in the human world.

After the door was closed, the old master stood on the white clouds and said with a smile: "Since you don't want to let go, why not stay."

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing, but said goodbye to this sage from the Confucian Temple.

Return to Luoshan Mountain.

Chen Ping'an has hung the Night Sword on the wall of the first floor of the bamboo building, next to the couplet.

He glanced at the long sword in its sheath on the wall.

The morals of the world are sloppy, and dragons and snakes are flying on the wall.

There are two seals placed on the desk, which are well-deserved first copies.

They are the Imprint of Baijianxian and the Imprint of Jianxian.

Fatty Yan wanted to buy it back then, but refused to give it to him. The price can be negotiated, don't even think about it.

This made Yan Zhuo almost want to take advantage of Chen Ping'an to be the hidden official in the summer palace and go to the Ning Mansion to become a gentleman.

Chen Ping walked out of the bamboo building, and the small pond behind which once planted a purple gold lotus had been moved to the lotus land.

Looking at the empty waterless pond, I thought of a Buddhist saying for no reason.

Just like the lotus flower does not touch the water, just like the sun and the moon do not live in the sky.

People who practice Taoism live in seclusion in the mountains. The so-called true Taoism probably means having eyes like the sun and moon, and a Taoist heart like a green lotus.

Leave the small pond and go to the stone table by the cliff.

Between the bamboo building and the stone table by the cliff, there are blue stone bricks, where you can walk in six steps.

It was laid together with student Cui Dongshan before, but Chen Pingan didn't know what text Cui Dongshan inscribed on the bottom of the blue brick.

I heard from the old cook that Wei Xian had accepted a direct disciple as his disciple, a little girl who was only nine years old. She was still a lonely child, but she was already five years old enough to become a monk.

It is a disciple picked up by Wei Xian in a small country and a small place under the vassal. An orphan who started practicing at the age of four?

When the master and apprentice met for the first time, Wei Xian was drinking at a wine shop next to a post road, and he only wanted one bowl, otherwise drinking would be a waste of time.

Then Wei Xian saw a girl in ragged clothes. She was thin and with a yellow complexion, but her eyes were different from those of ordinary people. When she walked, her breathing and steps were very steady.

The girl took out a few coins from her pocket and bought two bowls of bad wine from the shopkeeper. She didn't choose an empty wine table to sit at. The girl just squatted on the roadside to drink, holding a bowl and drinking a bowl. .

After finishing the two bowls, they were stacked and returned to the shopkeeper.

From buying the wine to returning the bowl, the little girl was speechless from beginning to end. She calculated the time and leg strength, and silently returned to the county town in the dusk before the night ban.

Wei Xian saw that the shopkeeper didn't seem to be surprised at all, and he should know him, so he asked about it, and found out that this girl who had learned to drink at a young age was actually a regular customer of the wine shop. He heard the shopkeeper said that the girl Homeless, it seems that he was a refugee who was separated from his parents in his early years. The Great Li Dynasty, which was the suzerain state a few years ago, allowed each vassal to return to the country based on their merits. In fact, the people didn't care, but the result was really bad. It is said that when the prince returned to the country and became emperor, several brothers had to fight with him. Sitting on that dragon's chair, the war was chaotic. Who could have imagined that now, a little further away, some neighboring countries that were said to have few young and strong men left after the war have all stabilized.

I never thought that they didn't suffer much disaster here earlier, but there was a battle on the border. Although many frontier soldiers died, a peaceful world was preserved within the border, and the world turned into chaos. orphaned.

How you survived all these years, who cares. There are a lot of new graves, but in fact, they are considered good. For example, the ones taken in by Yizhuang still have a place to sleep. As for those lonely and wild ghosts, no matter how they died, if they become ghosts, they still won’t be able to eat for their children and grandchildren. Hungry ghost. But the little girl, despite her skinny appearance, was quite strong. She would do some part-time jobs in the county at the earliest, and finally settled down in a shop selling joss sticks and paper money.

Whenever she was free, she would wander around inside and outside the county town, presumably looking for her parents, the farthest she would go to the post station, and wait until it was getting dark, then go back to the shop in the county town.

It's just that the shopkeeper thought her business was too bad, so she was only allowed to buy wine and not sit at the wine table. The little girl didn't say anything, and she behaved like this every time.

After hearing this, Wei Xian was taken care of.

Going to the incense and candle shop to recruit apprentices went very smoothly, Wei Xian didn't spend any money, just promised to help her find her long-lost parents.

It turned out that when she was four years old, the child's parents found a dilapidated tomb with an opening like the mouth of a well. The parents probably thought that the whole family would not be able to survive, and they did not want the little girl to starve to death on the way. Being reduced to beast food, her bones would be exposed in the wilderness, so she made up her mind and put her into the tomb with a basket, leaving her with all the food left on her body. The little girl stayed alone in the tomb, but after a few years, instead of dying in the tomb, she left the big tomb, just like a child, crawling back to the world from the gate of hell. The reason why she didn't starve to death was that she didn't hide anything from Wei Xian, who recognized her master. She only said that when she was about to die of starvation, she saw a big turtle in the tomb. Whenever the moonlight leaked, it stretched its neck, It seems to be breathing, but slowly, she followed suit, and she will not be so hungry after learning...

Hearing this, Chen Pingan was taken aback for a while.

Both poignant and shocking.

When it comes to strange people and strange things, Chen Pingan is not uncommon, so that he has long been familiar with the so-called miracles on the mountain.

But such a incident really made Chen Pingan a little... startled.

This disciple of Wei Xian must meet him.

Without the guidance of a master, without the secret books of the fairy family, without obtaining any natural materials and earthly treasures, the little girl is still illiterate, so she took a few glances at the legendary turtle's breath technique by herself, and then embarked on the road of cultivation.

If that's not genius, what is?

According to Zhu Lian's statement, Luopo Mountain's ability to accept such a genius of cultivating and passing on the discipleship generation is probably due to half of Wei Xian's fate as a master and apprentice, and half due to Luopo Mountain's "merit and blessing".

After stopping by the cliff for a while, Chen Pingan returned to the residence of the bamboo building, picked up the two printed books, and prepared to go out for a tour.

Compared with the past, this trip is not too far, but very close.

I just went to a small country in the east of Aquarius Island, a small martial arts gym in Xianyou County, Qingyuan County, and just went to drink with friends.

A young Taoist priest who is still young, a hero who no longer has a beard and no longer travels far. The old man is old before the treasured sword.

Chen Ping'an had two sabers hanging from his waist, stacked on one side.

It is the two narrow knives for execution and cutting.

Chen Pingan didn't travel directly against the wind, but called Xiaomo, and the two went to the gate of the mountain on foot. It was rare for Cen Yuanji not to practice boxing today.

Xiaomi Li was watching the door over there, sitting on a bamboo chair.

It seems that the palms of the hands are secretly holding something, and they are clasped together and spread out all at once.

Take care of yourself.

Xiao Mo, with a yellow hat and blue shoes, now has a bamboo box and a walking stick in his hand.

Chen Pingan was worried that Xiao Mili would think too much, and promised again: "Xiaomo and I will go out this time, and we won't be home for a long time."

Xiaomi Mili nodded vigorously, with a small face, there was a sentence written on it, a good man, the mountain master, must mean what he says.

Chen Ping touched Xiaomi Li's head, "Do the math."

Xiao Mi was relieved, and said to Xiao Mo, "Mr. Xiao Mo, you are a scholar."

Xiaomo squatted down, knelt down on one knee, just looking at the same level as Mi Li, and smiled, "Guardian Right, do you want me to help you carry something?"

My son's mountain top is full of vistas. For Xiaomo, it is actually fine, so there is no need to be surprised.

It's just that he never expected to meet little girls like Xiao Mili and Xiao Nuanshu.

One is the right protector of Luopo Mountain, the so-called protector of Haoran Tianxia. One holds all the keys including the Patriarch Hall of Jise Peak.

Xiaomi Li quickly waved his hand, "What, Mr. Xiaomo, please don't spend any more money on my behalf."

The matter of returning the gift alone had exhausted Xiaomi's brains, so he had to ask sister Nuan Shu, Jing Qing, and the old cook all over again.

Xiao Mo looked gentle, "I'm not short of money."

Xiaomi Li shook her head and said, "That's money too. It's not easy for anyone to make money."

Alas, as she gets older and taller, she loses her arrogance.

Back then, in her hometown of Dumb Lake, she never took money as money, and the good mountain master can help to testify!

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Since then, Chen Pingan has been practicing the sword light escape technique all the way. Once the spirit is low, he will switch to the more familiar and relaxed cloud water body, but the speed of Yufeng will slow down a lot. Once he is exhausted, he will sacrifice the talisman The boat, or let Xiaomo hold his shoulders and drag him to travel far away. The former belongs to spending money to see the scenery, while the latter is purely on the road, driving fast.

A small martial arts gym in Xianyou County, Qingyuan County.

There is a hero Xu who will lose every punch.

Helping two friends who met in Jianghu in the early years, they both kept a room, and cleaned it up by themselves year after year.

He also said about drinking, it's just two people every time, it's not fun, three of them get together, and he wants to pick two.

Xu Yuanxia's disciple, Guo Chunxi, was hurt by love and became a drunkard who sleepwalked in the wine tank all day long. It was just that he fell in love with Zhou Fei and left his hometown for a trip, but now he became the second disciple of the Zhenjing sect to enshrine Li Fuyu for no reason. From a martial arts student who was eating and waiting to die, he began to practice mountain climbing. Every six months, Guo Chunxi will send a letter back to tell Master that he is safe.

The kid Baixuan came here with Chen Pingan as a guest last time, so he begged for the title of guest minister from the martial arts school in a shameless manner.

Xu Yuanxia didn't take it seriously either, she just took it as a child's joke and agreed.

There are also darts in the martial arts hall to make money.

The concierge of the martial arts hall is still the young man who talked about chicken and duck last time, and he is still Guo Chunxi's disciple.

Saw Chen Pingan, recognized him as the friend from the rivers and lakes of the founder of the museum owner, the young man did not block the way like last time, only said that the owner of the museum is currently out on a dart, and there are about two days before he can return to Xianyou County.

Chen Ping asked the young man about the dart route, found a secluded place in the street, used the water cloud body, and went to the martial arts team.

Concealing his body and traveling far away against the wind, Chen Pingan looked down at an ordinary ferry and stopped.

In late autumn, most of the weather is declining, but near the ferry on the ground, it is a good year, when it is orange, yellow and orange.

Xiao Mo glanced at it, roughly saw the truth, and asked curiously: "According to the saying on the mountain, it is the mountain and water spirit, who clings to the nobleman's side, wading through mountains and rivers, so as to avoid the calamity of his cultivation?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "It's almost there."

Some ghosts and spirits who are successful in cultivation, in order to avoid the fate of swords and soldiers on some mountains, they will look for blessed people as a place of refuge.

Otherwise, there are Wenwu Temple and Chenghuang Temple in the big and small cities, but outside, there are still gods of mountains and rivers, just like bandits in the mountains.

But these are knowing that the catastrophe is coming, and the catastrophe is imminent, so I have to find an amulet as a last resort. Some are doing business to earn their way, because every time they pass through a landscape with gods guarding the pass, ghosts, ghosts and mountain spirits, they can add an invisible way to themselves, just like carrying an illusory dream on their bodies. There was an extra seal on the customs clearance document out of thin air.

It’s just that this move is by no means an easy task. It’s okay for the mountain and water gods in some places to not take care of their affairs, so they neglected it. But once some mountain gods, lands, and temple narcissists notice this, it is tantamount to provocation. Often it doesn't end well.

Chen Pingan stopped and looked down at the ferry, just to determine whether the ghost was looking for survival or profit. If it is the latter, then it is really doomed.

Because the ghost on the other side of the ferry is still unclear at this time, the Town God's Temple on the other side of the county has already noticed its traces, and will soon come to the ferry to question the teacher.

It would be the Lord Chenghuang who came here in person, accompanied by a day tour god who had just returned to the county town to report the matter, and a chain general.

And on the other side of the ferry, a He Bo was already waiting on the bank.

On the side of the ferry, at noon, when the sun was shining, a woman walked with an umbrella, stepped on a pair of embroidered shoes, and followed closely behind a scholar who was going to Beijing to take the exam. Consciously or not, she just hid in the shadow of the scholar.

That scholar must have a reputation for raising people, because he has the running script issued by the Ministry of Rites of that country, so he bears a trace of literary fortune that is far away from the capital.

Xiao Mo said: "My lord, the female ghost holding the umbrella is worried about whether she will implicate the scholar, and also thinking about how to make up for the loss of the scholar's yang energy if she is lucky enough to escape this calamity, thinking about finding an opportunity to protect him descendants of hundreds of years."

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly, having Xiao Mo by his side would indeed save a lot of trouble.

"Xiaomo, I have to blame you. I'm used to traveling together. What should I do in the future? It's hard to go from extravagance to frugality."

Xiao Mo said: "As long as you don't get bored and chase people away, Xiao Mo can accompany you on long trips again and again."

Chen Pingan suddenly felt a little nervous, and glanced at Xiaomo.

Damn it, could it be that Xianwei was in the alley and didn't misread Xiaomo?

How hard and meticulous it is to defend yourself, and it turns out that this kind of thing can also be blacked out?

Xiao Mo said with a smile: "Young Master, don't worry, Xiao Mo has female cultivators who are similar to the status of Taoist couples in later generations, but their appearance, bearing and cultivation qualifications are not as good as Madam Wanwan."

Chen Pingan smiled awkwardly, "What are you thinking, how could I misunderstand Xiaomo."

Xiao Mo said empathetically, "Xiao Mo misunderstood."

"Xiao Mo, go and stop the City God. You can reveal the identity of Dali's enshrined priest, and show them the no-things sign. I will deal with it at the ferry."

Chen Ping quietly lowered his figure, walked to the female ghost holding the umbrella, put his fingers together, lightly pressed against the oil-paper umbrella, and laughed in his heart: "Is it against the law of the girl to rush on the road like this? As a person who can't see the light Ghosts, trampling on the shadows of Yang people at will, hurting people's vitality invisibly, aren't you afraid that you will be blamed for adding disasters out of thin air?"

The female ghost's face was extremely white, and she turned her head to look at the swordsman in green shirt. She was terrified, and begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "Master Immortal, slaves have difficulties, please be kind to Master Immortal, as long as slaves After crossing this river, I will leave immediately, the great kindness and virtue of the immortal master, the servants will never forget..."

As she spoke, she took out a money bag from her sleeve and said, "Sixteen fairy coins are all my savings. I just ask the immortal master to let me keep only one so that I can give it to the benefactor in front of me." .”

The oil-paper umbrella she was holding was held down by the fingers of the swordsman in blue, and she had to stand there. The scholar in front of her was unaware of it, and just walked forward slowly, waiting for her embroidered shoes to leave. In the shadow of the scholar, the ground boiled hot like a frying pan in an instant, leaving her with no place to stand in the sun.

She turned pale, resisted the pain, and had no choice but to lift one foot and step on the other embroidered shoe.

The female ghost holding the umbrella was on the line between life and death. She subconsciously raised her eyes and looked at the back of the scholar in front of her. She looked a little dazed and reluctant to let go, but then smiled with relief.

Then she would spit on that goddamn fairy master, always spit on his face to be reconciled, and then become a meritorious deed of the other party for killing demons and demons.

But I saw the man in green shirt smiled, put his fingers together, and tapped the oil-paper umbrella lightly. In an instant, strands of golden threads poured down along the umbrella surface like rain, as if it was open. A curtain formed.

She is like falling into a cool place in a fairy house.

Chen Ping'an handed over a pile of yellow seal talismans and said: "After crossing the river, you can repay your kindness to the scholar. If you are willing, you can go to a place called Shujian Lake and find a monk named Zeng Ye. Maybe you can go to a place called Shujian Lake. Practice over there. This mountain god is not difficult to find, you can find out as soon as you get there. If you don’t want to travel far, you can do whatever you want.”

Just now on the line between life and death, the female ghost holding an umbrella is not without murderous intentions and a violent aura. A little aura has never been covered by the inherent hostility of the Yin spirit. This is the pure Taoist heart.

Otherwise, relying on Xiaomo to examine her heartstrings, this female ghost has already distinguished right from wrong, good from evil, and Chen Ping'an has no need to be so "aggressive".

The female ghost holding an umbrella was suspicious. It was a random meeting for no reason, why should the other party be so kind?

Just thinking about it again, how can I let this immortal master with unfathomable Taoism in front of me plot to frame me so little?

After thinking about it, she was a little worried again. Could it be that the other party coveted her...beauty?

Chen Ping'an could withstand any misunderstanding, but he couldn't stand this injustice. He laughed angrily and said: "Hurry up and follow the scholar across the river, and think less about what you have and what you don't have."

The female ghost really didn't dare to think too much. She carefully put away the pile of immortal talismans, gave a blessing, thanked her, and walked forward quickly. After taking a few steps, she discovered that even though she was not walking in the shadow of the scholar, Still walking without any problems, she couldn't help but stop and turn around and asked: "Dare you ask the immortal master's Taoist name and immortal mansion?"

The swordsman in blue shirt, who had a bookish air after just a few glances, shook his head and said, "You don't need to know if there are any of these."

She hesitated for a moment, with a firm look in her eyes, "I sincerely ask the immortal master, please give me some instructions."

The man patted the narrow knife on his waist and said with a smile: "My name is Chen Pingan. I am a swordsman."

Since I was imitating someone, I made a joke with the female ghost holding an umbrella that was not a joke.

It was also told to the Lord of the County and City, because Xiaomo's Dali Xingbu's low-grade Nothing Matter card didn't seem to be particularly useful.

He turned around and hugged the city god who was driving the clouds, then used his cloud water body and continued on his way with Xiao Mo.

After the City God and the two assistants, Riyou Shen and General Shackles, respectfully returned the salute to the green-shirted man who signed up for his number, the City God pressed his cloud head and came to the shore, asking He Bo, who was supposed to block the road, to just do it for himself. The female ghost is released.

He Bo was also stubborn. Even when he met the city god of a county who was his official superior, he still insisted on asking for a reason before he would give way. The city god was in a very good mood. Instead of being annoyed, he told He Bo that that The green-shirted swordsman is none other than the young mountain master of Luoluo Mountain in Longzhou, Chen Ping'an, the master of a sect.

The City God ridiculed the He Bo, "It's so awesome that a swordsman can stop here. I have to use some of my merits to escort a female ghost across the river."

He Bo felt extremely proud, but he said: "The realm of a sword immortal is greater than the sky, but it is not greater than the humble duty of fulfilling one's duties here."

The City God chuckled, so this is the reason why you are here to be the Hebo and I am in charge of the City God's temple in the county town.

He Bo suddenly asked: "Is this really Chen Jianxian from Luo Luo Shan?"

Poor people can't afford to look down on flowers in the mirror and the moon in the mirror. They can't afford landscape newspapers. The news in the mountains is far less informed than the city god. I just heard colleagues and superiors often mention it in the big and small wine shops. Two young swordsmen in their forties came out of the Dali Dynasty. They joined forces to have a sword fight and demolished the Ancestral Hall in Zhengyang Mountain. Especially It was the one named Chen who had a bad temper and chopped off the head of the mountain-moving ancestor with his sword.

Looking back at the behavior of the swordsman in green shirt, it seems that it is not very similar to the rumors from the outside world. Could it be that the City God has misjudged him?

Chenghuang nodded, "It can't be fake, it's absolutely true."

He Bo complained: "Master City God, since this is the case, why didn't you tell me earlier, so that I can ask Chen Jianxian for a calligraphy painting."

City God stared, "Didn't you say it earlier?!"

He Bo didn't speak anymore, whoever has a big official is right.

Xiao Mo followed his young master to travel far away in the wind, and continued on his way, asking: "Young master used to travel like this...?"

Chen Ping answered with a smile, "Middling your own business?"

Xiaomo smiled and said nothing.

Chen Pingan said: "When the realm is high, the sky and the earth are small. It seems that there are trivial things at the bottom of the mountain. It's true, it's just a stop for you and me, a little time, the difference is just that you accompany me on a talisman boat to watch the mountains and rivers leisurely." , is a little different from the time when I was dragged by your shoulders. But for others, it may be life and death, the way, or kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

Xiao Mo said: "My lord preaches the Fa, Xiao Mo has been taught."

Chen Ping endured and endured.

Xiao Mo said: "I heard from Mr. Zhu that the origin of Luopo Mountain's ethos is due to the young master's honesty and setting an example."

Chen Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Nonsense, it has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Mo sighed: "Young master is really open-minded."

The mountain road is winding like a snake, rugged and difficult, and a convoy of pony horses.

An old man with white eyebrows and hair, riding a horse with a sword, probably out of the house, the old bodyguard didn't shave much.

Side by side with a young Taoist priest.

At the corner of the mountain road, a man in blue shirt with two knives folded on his waist slowly walked out, and said with a smile, "Robbery."

Behind him stood a young man who looked like a scholar.

The old man laughed and said: "Shanfeng, it seems that he is not robbing wealth but only robbing sex. I can only wrong you."

The young Taoist smiled and said: "Brother Xu, you are more handsome. Don't always talk about looks. I and Chen Pingan are not enough together?"

The two got off their horses and walked opposite the man.

The bodyguard of the martial arts hall saw the swordsman in green shirt walking quickly, raised his hands, and shook hands with Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng respectively.

Most of them knew this person, surnamed Chen. A friend of the old owner.

For some unknown reason, the man in the green shirt was actually walking on foot, leading a horse for the owner of the pavilion, talking and laughing.

After going down the mountain, they passed by an inn, four of them sat at a table, the owner made an exception, not only drank while walking the darts, but also allowed all martial arts disciples to drink a bowl of wine.

Strange, is the owner really not afraid that something will happen halfway?

Chen Ping picked up the wine bowl, took a sip of the wine, took out a small book from his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Look through it?"

Xu Yuanxia wiped the corners of her mouth, took a closer look, wiped her sleeves quickly, and then picked it up. It was a collection of Suzi's poetry.

Last time at the wine table, when I mentioned this matter to myself, Chen Pingan started bragging about not making drafts, saying that he could ask for a collection of words with Su Zi's inscription, and he could even help me with his book of mountains and rivers. Preface to travel notes. Xu Yuanxia carefully opened it and saw that it really had Su Zi's autograph and a personal seal. There is also a sentence "wrap your life in a thick cloth, and give it to Xu Yuanxia, ​​a bearded ranger", plus the year and month signature.

Xu Yuanxia blushed, put it in her arms, laughed and said: "The brat's imitation of handwriting is quite similar, so I will take it for real."

Chen Ping picked up the wine bowl and said, "I will help you write the preface later, and Su Zi also agreed. I will send the manuscript to Su Zi after you finish writing it."

Xu Yuanxia looked suspicious.

Zhang Shanfeng began to quarrel, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and give our Uncle Chen a toast?"

Chen Pingan continued: "I still have a copybook of Su Zi, but I forgot to bring it with me when I went out this trip. If you want it, you can go to Luopo Mountain to get it yourself."

Xu Yuanxia stretched out three fingers and shook them, "You can do it, you kid. You just said three sentences, and you've blown three pieces of bullshit."

In fact, these days, Xu Yuanxia wandered around the mountain of Xianjia near the martial arts hall from time to time, asking about things on the mountain.

Therefore, the old people know about Luopo Mountain watching the ceremony at Zhengyang Mountain and the Zhongtu Confucian Temple discussing matters.

Every time I climbed the mountain slowly, hurried down the mountain, returned home, drank wine, and fell asleep drunk.

Xu Yuanxia lifted the wine bowl, bumped Chen Ping'an hard, and said with a smile: "If you are busy, you don't have to go back to Xianyou County with us. It's not short of a few drinks, the business is important."

Chen Ping sneered and said, "Stop pretending to be heroic with me here, if I really leave, you can't scold me to death on Zhang Zhenren's side."

Zhang Shanfeng nodded with a smile, now he is a god in the Sea Viewing Realm, and it is not too much to be called a real person at the wine table.

As soon as Xu Yuanxia turned her head to look at the young man in the yellow hat, she regretted it. Sure enough, the guy who was in charge of pouring the wine had already nodded to himself, and just said, I'll go one by one, and drank it all in one gulp.

For this meal of wine, whenever Xiao Mo was toasted before, Xiao Mo would not say a word, a large bowl of wine must be drunk in one gulp. , will be regarded by Xiaomo as being persuaded to drink, or bored.

I'm afraid of this kind of hero on the wine table. The wine is very good, but the amount of alcohol is better than the wine.

What's more, Xiao Mo is very measured, and every time Xu Daxia wants to do it, if Xu Yuanxia drinks it in one gulp, Xiao Mo will pour himself two more bowls, so Xu Yuanxia is neither toasting nor drinking. Mo's side can only be really casual, in short, it's... very happy. So Xu Yuanxia actually didn't drink much, but she raised her wine bowl a lot, coming and going again and again, it was like drinking to one's heart's content anyway.

Afterwards, she went all the way back to Xianyou County, and when she learned that Chen Pingan was going to Tongyezhou to establish a sect, Xu Yuanxia couldn't help telling Chen Pingan to leave immediately.

Chen Ping'an was too lazy to talk to him. He sat on the horse with his hands in his sleeves, shoulders swaying, and two swords folded at his waist. He just casually chatted with Zhang Shanfeng. The two parties had made an appointment to go to Tongyezhou together, and Zhang Shanfeng just Ask Xu Yuanxia if she is angry? There is no way, some people are getting old and their legs and feet are no longer functioning. They are fine with walking darts. Even if they bite the bullet and imitate young and strong men, travel around the world, drink that flower wine, and meet beautiful women, they all want to kill thieves but are unable to do so. Catch the thief.

Xu Yuanxia was very angry.

Along the way back to Qingyuan County, Xu Yuanxia managed relationships with government officials, inns or Jianghu sects along the way, and occasionally trained disciples.

For some reason, Xiao Mo always felt that his young master was completely different from Luo Luo Mountain. He would be lazy, basking in the sun, drinking wine, and occasionally whistling, as if to the tune of a country ballad.

When they arrived at the martial arts gym in Xianyou County, Xiao Mo's eyes were opened to the fact that his own son actually cooked a table of dishes.

Xu Yuanxia crossed her arms and leaned against the kitchen door, smiling as she watched two old friends and a new friend busy there.

Drinking today is just a small drink.

When they arrived at Zhang Shanfeng's house, Chen Ping'an took the lead and opened a book with paintings, and he couldn't help but click his tongue.

Zhang Shanfeng complained: "Brother Xu, I am a Taoist priest. What do you mean by putting these books on the table?!"

Xu Yuanxia chuckled and said, "Maybe it's because books have long legs and they sneaked in on their own. It has nothing to do with me."

There was a late-night snack in the evening. Xu Yuanxia took the three of them out of the martial arts gym and found a small restaurant in a back alley. Chen Ping'an and Zhang Shanfeng drank the wine openly, as if there was an internal strife.

At dawn the next day, Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead and didn't know how he got back to the martial arts gym.

After getting up, he opened the door and walked out. After walking a few steps, he found Xiaomo squatting on the steps next to the martial arts arena, watching Xu Yuanxia teach her disciples to practice boxing and walking.

Zhang Shanfeng, who was so stupid, was actually holding a bowl of wine nearby, drinking to relieve his hangover.

Xu Yuanxia waved to Chen Ping'an and said, "Come here and teach me some fist-stump moves."

The disciples in the martial arts hall all looked at Mr. Chen, who was said to be very mysterious by the owner of the martial arts hall.

Wearing a green shirt with a white hairpin and a pair of black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.

They had to admit that they looked a bit upright. As for the boxing matter, since they were friends of their own gym owner, they knew everything about him.

Why does the owner of the museum have such a good reputation in the world, especially among his peers? Isn’t it just the passion that comes from losing fists?

If the owner hadn't been really kind, provided enough food and water for every meal, and never defaulted on wages, he wouldn't have been able to retain many people.

That Mr. Zhang just now had been strengthened by the owner of the gym and taught him a set of boxing techniques. Good guy, I guess he really hasn't sobered up. He was so limp that he was drawing circles there.

So they didn't have high hopes for Mr. Chen, who often traveled around the world.

Chen Ping'an smiled, picked up a corner of his green shirt and long coat, tied it around his waist, came to Xu Yuanxia's side, turned his back to the martial arts disciples, and first walked through the six steps of Shanshanquan.

The young men behind him looked at each other.

That's right, he is indeed a friend of his own owner.

Xiaomo smiled.

The meaning of a fist is like mountains and rivers, connecting heaven and earth.

Jiujing warriors like Yu Hong and Zhou Haijing were lucky enough to face their own master, and it was just a matter of one punch.

Xu Yuanxia sat next to Xiao Mo and laughed softly: "These little bastards can't tell the difference, making Xiao Mo laugh."

Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "Everyone has his or her own level and knowledge."

Xu Yuanxia gathered her voices into a line and said: "This road has been full of trouble for Xiaomo."

It was very clear what kind of person Chen Pingan was. If he went out to have a drink with himself and Zhang Shanfeng, he would never have taken anyone with him if he had not been seriously injured.

Xu Yuanxia looked at the green-shirted figure on the martial arts field whose fists and kicks were getting faster and faster, and said with a smile: "I am just getting older. If it had been ten or twenty years earlier, I would definitely have drunk with Xiaomo. "

Xiao Mo said softly: "In the eyes of the young master, Hero Xu may not be that young anymore, but I believe that in the young master's heart, Hero Xu will always be the big-bearded hero who walks in the wind and rain."

The old man rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "That makes sense."

After that, Chen Ping'an stayed in the martial arts hall for three consecutive days. In the end, Xu Yuanxia chased them away, laughing and scolding Chen Ping'an and Zhang Shanfeng, two heartless bastards. Are they just eating and drinking here, and are they still waiting for her to die so that the family property can be divided?

In the past few days, Chen Ping'an would teach and teach boxing. The martial arts disciples finally realized it later and their impression of him changed greatly. They believed that Mr. Chen was really a master and could probably beat at least two gym masters.

If you open a martial arts gym here in the county, business will definitely be good, especially female apprentices, who are absolutely indispensable.

Squatting on the steps early that morning, Chen Pingan rubbed his eyebrows and held a wine bowl while watching Zhang Shanfeng teaching boxing. The martial arts disciples were punching awkwardly and holding back laughter. Chen Pingan also couldn't bear it. Smiling.

Before leaving for the journey, Xu Yuanxia suddenly made a request, asking Chen Pingan to help write a plaque in the lobby. She also said that the tone should be louder and more courageous.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were prepared. Xiao Mo was studying the ink beside him. Chen Pingan took up the pen and wrote four big characters in the list. The signature was Luo Luoshan Chen Pingan. He also took out a personal seal and stamped it, Chen Shiyi.

Chen Pingan put the pen on the pen holder, turned to look at Xu Yuanxia, ​​and said with a smile: "If you still feel it's not powerful enough, I can change the one to nine."

Xu Yuanxia laughed loudly and said it was almost done, otherwise the martial arts gym would not be able to hold it down.

The four characters written on the plaque can conquer a continent.

Xu Yuanxia walked all the way to the outside of the county town without any delay. She cupped her fists and gave the three people four words. It was a smooth journey.

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When he arrived in Huaihuang County, Zhang Shanfeng did not live with Chen Ping'an in the mountains, but settled at the Caotou Shop in Qilong Lane with Jia Lao Shenxian, Chen Lingjun, and a young Taoist priest named Xianwei. It was said that I wanted to catch the wind and wash away the dust for him, and I drank a lot of wine until I was in a dark place. Then Zhang Shanfeng secretly asked Chen Lingjun to lead the way, saying that he was going to the Water Goddess Temple on the Tiefu River. Chen Lingjun winked and understood, and the marriage fortune sign there was extremely effective! The only problem was that the Water Goddess had moved. This trivial matter could not stop Uncle Chen from taking her to a mountain temple elsewhere in Longzhou, and he had the same inspiration. When Xianwei first heard that he was going to the Tiefu Jiangshui Temple, he wanted to follow him. But when he heard that he was going to burn incense at a certain mountain god, he was not happy to go.

Chen Pingan walked alone to Mud Bottle Lane, climbed over the wall, and landed in the courtyard of Song Jixin's house. This was the first time Chen Pingan had done this.

Using the Shuiyun Body again, he entered Song Jixin's study without having to rummage through the cabinets. In a Qing Dynasty porcelain vase placed on the bookshelf, he opened a layer of mysterious and hidden but easy-to-open landscape restrictions. Finally, Chen Ping'an was able to open the door. A piece of broken porcelain was found. In addition, there were several pages of yellowed paper left by the Queen Mother Da Li's South Hairpin, which were fragments of Tao Jue written by Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

Then when he arrived at the door of his ancestral home, Chen Pingan squatted down and dug through the soil, and took out a rouge box that had been buried in the alley for many years.

Then I went to an inaccessible wilderness and found a small grave without a monument.

These were the inside stories that Aunt Feng had told him at the Fire Temple.

There are stones on the grave pressing the whitened red paper. It is estimated that someone visited the grave during the Qingming Festival this year, and then rain fell here one after another.

Moreover, the small graves also show signs of adding soil every year.

Chen Ping'an knelt down and took out two pots of wine, one pot of glutinous rice wine from his hometown, and one pot of three-night wine from the mountains, and poured them all in front of the small grave.

After walking a long way, Chen Ping'an looked back and left.

In the night, Chen Pingan moved a small bench and sat near the head of a dragon kiln, sitting alone all night until dawn.

Longzhou has been officially renamed Chuzhou.

The transfer of officials is not infrequent, just like the long-standing kiln superintendent's office. It has been replaced by a new superintendent long ago. He is a son of a noble family from the capital. However, it seems that the more he wants to make a difference, the less he does. Cao Gengxin, a drunkard, was far from perfect in his officialdom.

The ruins of the Moon Palace presented by Xiaomo come from a bright moon, just like an ancient and alternative summer palace.

Chen Pingan had already told Xiaomo in advance that he would give this gift to Liu Xianyang. Xiaomo is the best to talk, of course it doesn't matter.

Chen Pingan waited until dawn, put away the bench, and returned to Luolu Mountain.

During the previous ceremony at Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Pingan asked Guan Yiran to send a secret letter to the hunting envoy Cao Ping. After receiving the letter, Cao Ping stopped attending the ceremony and left directly.

It is equivalent to a three-hundred-year alliance between Luopo Mountain and the Cao family of Shangzhu Kingdom. There is no need for Chen Ping'an and Cao Ping to meet, and there is no need to put the contract on paper. There is no need for any black and white words, it is just a mutual understanding. There is a tacit agreement between gentlemen.

Luolu Mountain will protect Cao's incense and prevent "certain" worst outcomes from happening. Both parties knew this well. The so-called accident was not that the Cao family lost their hereditary and irreplaceable status as Shangzhu Kingdom, but that the family was destroyed and their incestuous life was cut off in the true sense. Although this possibility is extremely small, Chen Ping'an started the letter with this, which actually showed his sincerity.

After that, within three hundred years, the Cao family can send pure martial arts or Taoist embryos to Luopo Mountain, where they can practice peacefully in the mountain, and Luopo Mountain will carefully cultivate them. If this matter is too revealing and the Song court is likely to be jealous, Chen Ping'an can also secretly send those candidates to several places such as Taihui Jianzong in Luzhou in the north, or Long Xiang in the south of Posuzhou. Jian Zong.

Cao Ping soon made Chen Pingan feel the resoluteness of Cao's actions.

Because the Cao family has quietly sent two people to Luopo Mountain, two children surnamed Cao, a pair of teenagers and girls.

The young Cao Yin, also known as Fengsheng, is a descendant of the Cao family and a swordsman. The girl has a given surname, Cao, Mingyang, and Wutong. Now she is a martial artist in the four realms, and her fighting skills are pretty good.

According to the rules of the aristocratic family, the girl is Cao Yin's maid and also a dead soldier.

The two of them were placed by Zhu Lian in a mansion in the back of Luoba Mountain.

Cui Dongshan taught the young Cao Yin's practice, and also gave him several secret books on the mountain. As for Cao Yang, both Sui Youyou and Pei Qian had taught her punches a few times before.

Chen Ping'an originally wanted to go to the house over there and chat with the two of them for a while, but he hesitated and asked Chen Lingjun to call them over and make an appointment to meet at the stone table by the cliff.

The boys and girls rushed to the front mountain together.

They first saw the bamboo building, and then they saw a green shirt standing on the edge of the cliff, looking like a god.

The man looked at them with a smile and nodded.

Cao Yin stepped forward quickly, followed by the girl.

The young man bowed and saluted, "Cao Yin pays homage to the mountain master."

The girl stood one step behind Cao Yin. She just lowered her head and bent over, cupping her hands and holding her fists. She did not stand up for a long time with the famous sect leader. Due to some unwritten rules of the sect, she kept her duty and did not sign up for herself. .

Green shirt in front of me.

He is a sword fairy in the upper five realms in his forties.

He is still a martial artist who has already stood on the top of the world.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Cao Yin, Cao Yang, sit down."

A pair of teenagers and girls who looked like Bi people sat down one after another.

After Chen Pingan sat down, he asked, "Are you used to living in the mountains?"

Cao Yin was young and mature, with a calm temperament, and he replied with a straight face: "Returning to the Lord of the Mountain, I'm used to living here, and it can't be better."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "In Luopo Mountain, you don't have to be too cautious. You can walk around and have a look when you are not practicing boxing."

The girl is a person who learns boxing and martial arts. In fact, she is more in awe of this martial artist than Cao Yin.

Blessed like a god.

So meeting Chen Ping'an today is like respectfully offering incense to a living god.

Hearing that he was going to meet the mountain lord earlier, Cao Yang was in a daze and his mind was muddled.

If it wasn't for coming from the back mountain to the side of the cliff of the bamboo building, there is still a long mountain road to go, which can calm her down quickly, and it is estimated that there will be a question and answer here.

Chen Pingan didn't chat with them any more, after they left, he hesitated for a moment, let Zhang Lv live long, and called Pei Qian who was staying in Ouhua Blessed Land back to Luopo Mountain, saying that he was waiting for her on the second floor of the bamboo building.

Walking up the stairs to the corridor on the second floor, Chen Pingan sat at the door, took off his cloth shoes and put them outside the door.

Already aware of Pei Qian's strangeness, before Luopo Mountain visited Zhengyang Mountain, Pei Qian said something, and when he returned to Luopo Mountain, he would break the barrier, but the result was delayed again and again.

Although it was not long before that time, Chen Pingan did not dare to take it lightly.

As a pure warrior, he is actually under pressure.

A Martial Artist of the Nine Realms can already break through the bottleneck but deliberately suppresses it. If he is not careful, there will be great hidden dangers.

Who borrowed your guts?

Am I the master?

Chen Ping walked into the house, there was nothing there, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

In the past, when he traveled alone to Luzhou in Beiju, Chen Pingan almost mistakenly thought that he would die when he was punched for no reason.

The person who challenged him indiscriminately was the old housekeeper who was changing his name in Sasao Villa. Wu Fengjia, whose real name was Gu You, was from the Great Seal Dynasty.

In the past, one of the three native fighters in Beiju Luzhou used his fists to break up the immortal masters of more than a dozen countries belonging to the dynasty. All of them were expelled by this pure martial artist single-handedly.

Gu You is the patriarch of Shaking Mountain Fist.

Back then when I received the punches, I had nearly 1.6 million punches in Shaking Mountain Fist.

At that time, in order to test his own depth, Gu You punched heavily, and his reasoning was even more important.

The old man once said that there are thousands of boxing techniques, and living out a kind of boxing intention is the real boxing practice.

Of course, Gu You also said a bold statement that was in line with the realm of the founder of Shaking Mountain Fist and the martial artist of the end.

The general meaning is that he doesn't talk about the level of Cui Cheng's boxing skills, but the fact that his boxing skills are mediocre. If it is him, he can guarantee that Chen Ping'an is the strongest!

Chen Ping put away his thoughts and opened his eyes.

Pei Qian is here.

She took off her boots at the door and walked hesitantly into the house.

Chen Pingan rolled up his sleeves and said in a deep voice, "I don't hold back, the winner will be decided."

Pei Qian was silent and motionless.

Chen Ping'an was exactly the same as when Gu You asked him a punch back then, he bent his knees slightly, twisted his wrist, punched himself, and passed the other forward, and said slowly: "I'll use the Mountain Shaking Fist to ask you a punch."

Pei Qian looked a little flustered, staring blankly at his master.

This most familiar master made her feel a little strange.

Chen Ping angrily said: "Pei Qian, if you fight against others, you will be dead right now!"

Even if Pei Qian didn't speak, she didn't have any fists on her body.

When Chen Ping kicked the ground, he was as fast as thunder, and the whole bamboo building shook, and his punch reached Pei Qian's face.

Pei Qian just took two steps back and leaned his back against the wall. Chen Pingan almost punched her on the forehead. He forcibly withdrew his fist and laughed angrily. In the end, he only felt distressed and said helplessly, "Forget it."

Pei Qian grinned.

Chen Pingan bent his fingers and hit Pei Qian with a chestnut.

Seeing that the master had already walked towards the door, and sat down to put on cloth shoes, Pei Qian felt relieved all of a sudden, Pidianpidian sat down with the master, and laughed softly: "Master, I'm telling the truth. Three punches, at most five punches, and it's over."

Chen Pingan said angrily, "You also know?"

The old man in a green shirt, long gown, and cloth shoes bent his knees slightly, twisted his wrists, grasped a fist in his hand, and slowly stretched it out forward, clenched his fist in one hand, but retracted it, "I shake the mountain fist, the heaviest punch against the enemy, one punch Keep your mind, so even if you are fighting against the patriarchs of the three religions, as long as you don't let go of your fist, you can still throw another punch! Let your immortal skills reach the sky, and the mountains crush me. If I shake the mountain fist, I will break the mountain! This is me When Gu You was in the Seventh Realm, you had this enlightenment, and you were able to write the preface of this boxing book, if you, Chen Pingan, want to go to a higher place than me in the future, you should have such a big idea that you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"

On the edge of the big pit, there appeared a green shirt, long gown and cloth shoes, it was the old warrior.

, Wu Fengjia, or aside from Li Er who was born in the sky, he is one of the three native ten-realm warriors in Beiju Luzhou, Gu You of the Great Seal Dynasty.

Why is there only one Golden Scale Palace ruled by a weak Nascent Soul among the several countries in the Great Seal Dynasty? And why is the Golden Scale Palace so weak that Duckweed Jianhu Rongchang regards it as a mountain of trash that I have never heard of?

It was the martial artist Gu You who used his fists to disperse the gods on the mountains of more than a dozen countries, and almost all of them were expelled by this person.

Gu You once said, the sky is big and the earth is big, the gods go away.

Heroes must have feats to be true heroes.

The old man knelt down and said with a smile, "Of course I'm not called Wu Fengjia. It's just the name of a dead knight who walked in the rivers and lakes when he was young. He died in order to save a roadside beggar who was run over by a wheel. On the spot. The little cripple, who has been practicing boxing all his life, just wanted to prove one thing to the savior. A martial artist from all over the world risked his life to save an orphan covered in festering pus. It's worth it!"

Gu You's alias was actually someone else's name, just a martial artist who traveled all over the world, and died in order to save a beggar on the roadside.

So after Gu You became famous, as long as he went out and competed with the mountain warriors, he would use this name. Just to prove one thing, that martial artist from the four realms back then, risked his life for a child covered in rotten pus, it wasn't so...not worth it!

Chen Pingan stood over the railing and turned his head to look at the town from afar.

It's like Mr. Qi protecting a Lizhu cave. The growth of every young generation in the small town can prove one more point, and this matter is not so unworthy.

A lot of youthful spirits always feel that the world is all mine, and they only dare to see if I want it or not.

It is only after adulthood that bold words must have feats to be considered a real hero.

Therefore, when discussing matters in the Confucian Temple, when the two worlds are confronting each other, they wear green shirts and fight as soon as they say it.

Then the last hermit official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi will never just say some light words that don't hurt your back just because you return to Haoran Tianxia.

Then I will go to the wild world, drag and drop the river, break the Xianzan City, slash Tuoyue Mountain with my sword, and slash the head of a sword cultivator at the peak of the Ascension Realm.

Chen Ping patted the ball bun on Pei Qian's head, and said softly, "Go back to Ouhua Blessed Land, you can break through tomorrow."

In fact, I know why Pei Qian must be so oppressive.

It is to wait for a certain day to come.

Because senior Cui Cheng left on this day.

The old man did not confess any last words in a small temple in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom.

It seems that all the truths are taught in the fists and fists on the side of the bamboo building.

Pei Qian nodded and returned to Ouhua Blessed Land.

She didn't go directly to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, but chose a secluded place, she landed in a straight line, and the earth shook.

Running all the way, crossing rivers and mountains, and occasionally resting at the water's edge, Pei Qian would catch a few fish and stew them in a pot, light a fire and cook rice with fish soup. It was indeed a bit salty.

In the night, I wandered through the familiar and unfamiliar capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, walked through the streets and alleys, saw the two stone lions squatting at the door, and finally came to the Xinxiang Temple in Nanyuan Kingdom.

Pei Qian sat on the steps and stared blankly at the corridor.

She was silent for a long time.

When the sky turned white, a figure rose from the ground and went to the sky.

Please let the person in charge of looking after a blessed land live long and open the gate of the lotus root blessed land.

Pei Qian said in a deep voice, "Open the door!"

Haoran Jiuzhou's Nine Strands of Martial Arts.

There are also two majestic martial arts, which come from the wild world and the green world respectively, rushing to Luopo mountain and into the blessed land of lotus flowers together.

They were smashed one by one by Pei Qian in the style of a god-man beating a drum.

In the world of a blessed land, the fortune of martial arts is like a torrential rain, falling to the world.

Near the gate of the blessed place in the sky, Chen Pingan had his sleeves covered, and beside him was Zhang Lu Changshou in a snow-white robe.

Chang Ming said with a smile: "Pei Qian's martial arts breakthrough is really unreasonable."

Chen Pingan said indifferently: "It's not surprising, after all, he is my great disciple of Kaishan."

From the corner of Changshou's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the young Mountain Lord, deliberately speaking lightly, but the smile on his brows and eyes was like "My daughter is the best in the world, do I need to say such things?" old father.

Zhang Lv Changming joked: "In the future, if you put on a sack in the middle of the night, the owner of the mountain can call me."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, "You have to stop me then, pay attention to the strength of kicking people."

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The three of them walked through Red Candle Town, and Chen Pingan bought a few books from the shopkeeper Li Jin at the bookstore.

Today Xiaomi Li didn't bring the golden pole, nor the green bamboo stick, but just a cloth bag cross-body.

On the mountain road, Mi Li walked in the front, holding a golden melon seed between her fingers, holding it high, shaking her head, never getting tired of watching it.

In the twilight, the Water God Temple is about to close.

Changed temple wishes, she used to be an old woman, but now she is a simple woman.

When Chen Ping saw the woman with vaguely familiar features, he couldn't laugh or cry.

This Yuye River Water God Empress is really omnipotent.

He really knew the woman in front of him who served as the new temple concubine, but she was actually the same age, two or three years older than Chen Ping'an.

Because he is a native of a small town in Huaihuang County, his surname is Lu, but his relationship with the Lu family on Fulu Street has long been estranged, and he has no relatives.

The person she married was also from her hometown. She worked as a kiln worker in Longyao, but it was far away from the kiln where Chen Pingan was an apprentice. Their family sold their house in the early years and moved to Zhoucheng with their family. Wealthy days that were unimaginable before.

The woman was a little uncertain, with a bit of joy on her face, and asked tentatively, "Is it Chen... Pingan from the side of Niping Lane?"

A few years ago, probably due to the good deeds of her ancestors, she was actually favored by the goddess of water, and became the concubine of the Yuye River water temple. She is half of the mountain people. Although she has never practiced fairy arts, she has seen many gods and masters. There are many dignitaries with official hats and women wearing gold and jade, and there are two of them are the legendary wives.

It really made her very happy at first, but later on, the woman even went to Longzhou City to show off.

Every time a man goes out to drink, his face will turn red and he will say that he is lucky and that he will find a daughter-in-law who shines in the family. You are no worse than that widow from the Gu family in Niping Lane.

Heh, now my man, who has never read a book, can learn how to write a scholar, as if picking out a string of four-character words from a sauerkraut jar.

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, and called out the other party's name, "Yanmei, I haven't seen each other for many years. I only heard that your family moved to Longzhou City before, but I didn't expect you to be here."

In the past, the locals in the small town got married quite early, and many girls would marry at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

She asked, "Chen Pingan, is this your daughter?"

Before she became a temple concubine, she only heard some fragmentary news about the orphan in Niping Lane in front of her. It is said that after Chen Pingan did not work as an apprentice kiln worker in his early years, he seemed to know the foreigner through his friend Liu Xianyang. Master Ruan, a well-known blacksmith, somehow earned his first sum of money and spent money to buy a few hills in the west, which is considered a fortune.

Later, for some reason, he fell into the eyes of the mountain god master of Piyun Mountain, and became even more generous.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing. This was a big deal, so he had no choice but to pat Xiaomi Li's head.

Xiao Mi Li covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons. We will not admit or deny this new title that fell from the sky.

The woman asked, "Are you here to burn incense?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I have to trouble you to send a letter to Yuye Jiangshui Mansion with Feijian. I have something to do with Ye Qingzhu."

The woman was a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, and persuaded: "Chen Ping'an, I'm still in charge of things now, I can sacrifice some talisman chariots to help you travel to the water mansion."

Although Chen Ping'an must be doing well now, and he is able to do business in partnership with Beiyue Shanjun. It is said that Chen Ping'an has a share of the fortune in Niujiaodu.

However, there are many taboos and particularities in the officialdom of mountains and rivers, not to mention that my own water god empress, according to the golden jade genealogy issued by the Dali court in the past, is from the fourth rank, which is very high.

It is the boundary of Longzhou, which is inconspicuous. Otherwise, if it is placed in the landscape and officialdom of a small vassal country, it will be a real official of the frontier.

The man still insisted on his own opinion, "Just send a letter to the Water Mansion, I will wait here for the Water Goddess."

The woman is a little lost.

The mud bottle alley boy from before didn't seem to be like this.

It was hard for Chen Pingan to explain anything, if she went directly to the Water Mansion, her temple blessing would be for nothing.

But if she is asked to send a message with a flying sword, Ye Qingzhu will have to pay attention to her, and this water god empress will feel that it is not in vain to ask you to be a blessing.

Chen Pingan sat on the steps outside the water temple.

Mi Li scratched her face, drooping her head, listless.

I always feel that I am causing trouble to the good mountain master again.

In fact, from the beginning, she just thought that she could go back home after playing around in Hongzhu Town.

But the good mountain owner just shook his head and refused to agree. She can't hug his leg like she did back then and refuse to let him go. Mr. Xiaomo is right next to him.

Xiao Mo did not sit next to Chen Pingan, but sat on the far right.

In this way, the millet grain sits in the middle.

On the surface of the river, water mist rose, and the goddess of water, Ye Qingzhu, came from the family ancestral temple alone, her face was slightly pale, and she couldn't hide her panic.

Especially when she saw the man in green shirt sitting on the steps at the gate of her family's ancestral temple, she felt a chill down her spine.

Ye Qingzhu forced a smile, and said to the woman in the temple: "You go back inside first, I want to talk to Mr. Chen."

Miaozhu woman, confused, chatting about things, why not go to the temple to chat? Don't you have to pay attention to the way of hospitality? It's also good to prepare some drinks and fruits and vegetables by yourself.

It's just that she dared to disobey the Goddess of Water, and returned to the temple. After crossing the threshold, she turned her head quietly and glanced at the back in the green shirt.

The woman felt a little lost for a while.

After so many years, she occasionally wondered, if she reunited with that former mud bottle alley boy one day, would the other party feel a little... regretful?

It's just that her small thoughts fell from the heart lake, and in the end, she was still a little worried and a little relieved.

The people of the same age in Mud Bottle Lane back then, probably were really good-hearted and rewarded, and finally they didn't have to live such a hard life.

Because when the woman was still an unmarried girl, she used to kiss her mother under the lamp, and the two mothers mended clothes while chatting about family affairs.

It’s all trivial, and as we talked, I somehow came across the young man who was an apprentice kiln worker. He would often help their family with some crop work, and he would open his mouth every time, or for example, when the farming was busy, he would Will "accidentally" pass by the fields. Moreover, the rice fields of their family always worry about running out of water during the season of rushing for water. For ordinary people, going to the edge of the field twice in the evening is considered as a top priority, but there is only one person who is not like this. He often stays at the edge of the field for a whole night.

The reason for this seems to be because the girl's mother once went to Niping Lane to help with two funeral affairs. In fact, in small towns, neighbors, as long as there is no enmity, they will often help if they can.

The old lady said that the Chen family in Niping Lane were all good people. He also said that such a good boy shouldn't have such a hard life.

Chatting that night, the mother's last words are still fresh in the woman's memory, the child's suffering is so bitter that the suffering is gone, so on the side of us outsiders, he keeps smiling.

There is a saying in my hometown town, "Never kill with virtue". It means a person who is extremely polite and never speaks right and wrong.

Chen Ping sat on the steps, looking at Ye Qingzhu.

Ye Qingzhu can't wait to dig a hole in the ground and go down. The hermit official of Luoluo Mountain is sitting and standing by himself, doesn't it seem condescending? But I can't just sit on the ground with my ass.

They raised their heads with Xiaomo almost at the same time, looking at the sky above Luopo Mountain, there was a slender sword light falling down.

Chen Ping stood up, before he could speak, Ye Qingzhu took a step back subconsciously, Chen Ping smiled and said: "It's okay, I just came to see the Goddess of Water tonight, my neighbor hasn't come to the door for many years, it's not polite, go back and visit our Luopo Mountain as a guest, I will do my best as a landlord and invite the water god empress to drink."

Ye Qingzhu wanted to say that I would not go.

But she still nodded silently.

In fact, Chen Pingan didn't really want to do anything to her and Shuifu.

In the final analysis, it still depends on the meaning of the rice grains. And along the way to the Temple of the Water God, Xiaomi Li frowned slightly, always wanting to say something but didn't know what to say, that was the answer.

Chen Pingan bid farewell with fists in his hands.

Ye Qingzhu hurriedly bestowed a blessing, not to mention that he was still alive, and he hadn't been beaten yet.

It seems that it is still useful to secretly go to other temples to burn incense and pray for blessings.

As for the matter of going to Luopo Mountain as a guest, it's very simple, dragging words!

Xiao Mo couldn't help laughing, the water god empress probably really knew what it was like to suffer for this.

Returning the same way and going to Hongzhu Town, Chen Pingan laughed.

It was after Ning Yao returned to Feisheng City that he actually let Guo Zhujiu come to Haoran Tianxia.

Chen Ping touched Xiao Mili's head, and asked, "Next time you watch the door, the goddess of water will come to visit, what should I do?"

Xiao Mi Li swung her two small arms and laughed, "I'm so brave, even if there's only one person at the door, it's nothing, but I still have to invite the Water Goddess to drink tea."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile, "Are there any melon seeds for guests?"

Xiaomi Mi frowned, and immediately smiled, "What are you thinking, I have a long temper, and I don't even give me a single melon seed."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "You hold grudges so much?"

The little millet jumped up and down, shook its head, and groaned, the big water monster in the dumb lake, I am fierce.

A lot of people came to join in the fun at the Lupo Mountain Bamboo House, only Pei Qian was the most dull and speechless.

Guo Zhu blinked like wine, no good, the big sister is not short now.

Bai Xuan immediately spoke with this guy who claimed to be a disciple of the hermit official with his heart, asking Guo Zhujiu for a favor and being a peacemaker for himself and Pei Qian.

Guo Zhujiu nodded in agreement, it's a trivial matter.

She stood on tiptoe, leaped forward, and held out a palm in the air. Pei Qian looked embarrassed and raised her palm stiffly, so when the two passed by, they clapped each other lightly.

The girl's figure fell behind Pei Qian, standing still, her back turned to Pei Qian and said in a deep voice: "Elder Sister, sell me a face, you and Bai Xuan's grievances have been written off, how about it?"

Pei Qian put away his palms and rubbed his forehead, "Okay, okay."

Guo Zhujiu walked up to Pei Qian and began to circle around Pei Qian. Finally, she put her hand to cover her mouth and whispered in Pei Qian's ear: "Master is not young."

Pei Qian rolled his eyes.

Bai Xuan made up his mind that he would hang out with that Guo Zhujiu from now on.

What Pei Qian...

Seeing that Pei Qian squinted at him with that signature move again, Bai Xuan immediately shrank his neck and looked up at the moon.

Although he already knew that Guo Zhujiu had come to Luopo Mountain, Chen Pingan did not return immediately, but let Xiaomo go back first with the rice grains, and went to the town alone.

Walking in Niping Lane, Chen Pingan was alone, and did not stop at his ancestral house, but walked all the way to the Gu family's ancestral house.

There used to be a young woman who was not yet a woman. A family of three lived here. After her parents passed away, she married a foreigner named Gu.

So later, she killed a man and became a widow. Many people in the town said that she was to blame because she was killed by the orphan whose two houses were not far away.

In the early years, when the child died one after another, she should know the seriousness, but she dared to help out with the funeral affairs, and even had to keep watch.

Later, when she was living a difficult life with her child, some people started to say strange things again, saying that just wait and see, sooner or later even the only seedling of your Gu family will be killed by that surnamed Chen, sooner or later.

Chen Ping put his sleeves in his hands, took a step back, leaned his back against the wall, and looked at the old house that was now empty.

One time, in the middle of the night, before he was an apprentice kiln worker, the thin, light-sleeping young man heard voices from the alley immediately.

Someone outside seemed to be in a hurry, and even fell down, crying heart-piercingly. The boy ran out barefoot without putting on the straw sandals.

Touching the child's hot forehead and then feeling the pulse, even if the young man only has a rough knowledge of medicine, he knows something is wrong.

Let the woman who was just crying first, don't worry, and then take the child from the woman's hand, he hugged the child and ran all the way to Yang's shop.

The young man with the child in his hands knocked on the door of Yang's shop with his forehead. In the middle of the night, when there was no response, the sweaty young man began to kick him.

Finally let an old man who lived in the backyard open the door with his clothes on, and swear at the young man who kicked the door loudly, scolded something uneducated, and was in a hurry to reincarnate?

But Grandpa Yang finally saved the little slug.

Later, I met Liu Xianyang.

Gu Can is a child with a cold temper since he was a child. This little slug is not familiar with him.

This is not even what an outsider said, but what Liu Xianyang said.

But Liu Xianyang also said, no matter what, Gu Can still misses you very much.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes.

When I was young, I wore hemp and filial piety twice to see my parents off, and there was that young woman in the team.

Later, there was her opening the door.

No matter what kind of person she becomes in the future.

So even if the sky falls.

Don't even think about Gu Can dying in front of my eyes.

I can die, but Gu Can won't die.

Chen Ping's sleeves shook, and the rainbow directly landed in the backyard of Yang's shop.

Entering the wing room that Li Huai mentioned, only a letter was left on the table.

There is only one sentence in the letter.

People depend on food, are you full?

Chen Pingan kept silent, but just kept the letter in his sleeve.

There is also a brand-new dry tobacco rod and a bag of tobacco on the table.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then relied on his memory to light the dry smoke. However, he choked and coughed after just one sip.

The house was filled with smoke for a while.

Nothing out of the ordinary, Chen Pingan took another puff of dry cigarette, his mind was ups and downs, and many memories were flashing through his mind.

For some reason, in an instant, Old Man Yang's voice sounded in his heart.

Chen Ping'an, in your eyes, all the people who died in vain in Shujian Lake actually ended up very good. Not only did they have this life or the next life, but they also had extra opportunities and blessings.

Cui Chan had already arranged for this matter, without exception.

Cui Zhang had met and talked with those people before and after their death, and they all had their own desires. Therefore, the tragic death of some people was a cover-up. In fact, they had already received some money or the opportunity to practice. Some people were willing to die, but they also wanted to Escape from the bitter sea of ​​Shujian Lake and get a stable afterlife.

Cui Chan once came here and explained the matter to me, saying that he wanted a person who originally thought he had a clear conscience to feel guilty and worried about this all his life, so that he would not be able to reach higher levels in practice in the future and become less and less like a human being. , just because I feel that I have never owed this world anything. So he wants to create a big hole in your heart and let you spend your whole life trying to repair it. He wants you, a smart person who has been smart since childhood, to have to let others bother you. Even if you already know the truth at this moment, so what? You will still carry that lingering guilt with you as you continue down the road of life.

Chen Pingan finally left the house, holding a dry tobacco pole, sitting on the bench under the eaves, crossing his legs, squinting his eyes, and puffed out smoke.

The last words of Old Man Yang were that the great origin of the Tao comes from the sky. The sky does not change, and the Tao does not change. The world is covered with stars and moons, and the world is beautiful. This walk is good and safe.