Sword of Coming

Cui Chan suddenly laughed and said, "I have already put away the three gold and copper coins from the Immortal Tomb for you."

This is a distant echo of the phrase "a light in a thousand-year-old dark room is bright", and it is also a fairy hand that created "even though the light is gone, the lamp still exists".

On the road of life, good deeds may be divided into big and small, and there may even be doubts about their authenticity, but there is no difference between good and bad deeds.

Cui Chan thought of some words for no reason, a gentleman can cultivate his heart without being good at sincerity, and sincerity is nothing. Only benevolence is preserved, only righteousness is changed and replaced by prosperity, which is called the virtue of heaven.

In just a few sentences, the three major events of "sincerity", "shouren" and "tiande" are explained in one sentence.

It's just that the old scholar talked too much, and there are countless good words hidden in it, which makes these words not so eye-catching.

When the old scholar was unknown in the market, he and the first students who depended on each other talked about these words many times, and finally put them together with other reasons in a book with a light ink fragrance and published it in a volume , Selling papers to make money. In fact, at that time, the old scholar thought that the bookseller's brain was flooded, and he was willing to engrave his own belly. A meal of persuasion from a future literati kaishan disciple made him only willing to engrave a pathetic 300 volumes. In private, a few students from the school secretly bought 30 volumes out of their own pockets, and successfully persuaded that Ah Liang, who is rich and powerful, bought fifty copies at one go. Only when the old show has a reputation, the price has to be doubled at least a few times. At that time, the youngest student in the school used tea instead of wine, saying that he and A Liang would go one by one, and asked A Liang to wait. Later, when he was older, he would save up one or two gold leaves and a few large silver ingots. , Just leave the rivers and lakes, come to drink when the time comes, go to his mother's tea, it's tasteless, the heroes and heroes in the novels of Jianghu romances don't drink tea, they only drink in big bowls, not even wine glasses.

It was a time when Mr. Wen Shengyimai's students were most stretched in terms of money and finances.

Brothers and sisters, drinking with that bohemian Ah Liang is a joy. But before that, when Cui Chan was alone drinking with that fat book dealer with a red face, Cui Chan felt that he had never been so humble in his life, especially at the wine table.

As if all Xiuhu's flattering expressions and words had been spent in a meal of wine in advance, the young man was standing, and the fat man with a few bad money in his pocket was sitting, and the young scholar was holding a cup in both hands, drinking one cup after another , the man smiled and picked up the wine glass, just took a sip of the wine, and let the wine glass go to pick up vegetables.

The old scholar may not know this matter until now, and he may have already known these trivial matters, but it is inevitable that he will put on some airs and pay attention to the gentleness of a scholar, so he is embarrassed to say anything. Or it is a matter of course for the husband to preach and teach the students to solve their doubts, and the students to solve their problems for the husband, and there is no need for the two sides to say a word.

Hearing this, Chen Pingan slowly closed his eyes, a tight heart string was finally completely loosened, his face was full of exhaustion, and he really wanted to have a good sleep, sleep soundly, sleep for a few days and nights , No matter how loud the snoring is like thunder.

The heavy snow fell, but it didn't fall on the two people's walls. Just like the immortals practiced Taoism in the mountains, the heat does not come and the cold does not come, so there is no cold or heat in the mountains.

Previously, Chen Ping'an was still worried about what might happen. What if Cui Chan was still using that careful method, so the sleepless, restless, eating and drinking for more than ten years would have been a failure.

Chen Pingan was completely unaware of what Zhou Mi could plot from him outside of half the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but the reason was very simple, it must be a great plan to allow Wen Hai, who is in a wild world, to plot against him like this.

Thinking about complex things in a simple way is dismantling and cutting, just like a sword breaks all laws, but thinking about simple things in a complicated way is sewing, building, and creating a small world.

The matter of the three copper coins that Chen Pingan hid when he was young in his hometown was extremely secretive, and no matter how sophisticated the Japanese dog was, he couldn't know it.

Xiuhu is really good at understanding human nature, and Chen Ping'an can relieve his guard with a single sentence.

Cui Chan turned his head and glanced at Chen Pingan who was lying on the ground, and said, "Being famous when you are young is not a good thing. It is easy for people to think they are right without knowing it."

Chen Pingan nodded, expressing his approval. This is a truth that can be right or wrong, but for Cui Chan, it is more reasonable. Many reasons are that others seem to only talk to you for a few words, but in fact they are reasoning with his whole life. Is it useful? Listen to it, and you won't lose money. If you make money, it's like drinking a bowl of wine that doesn't cost you money.

Chen Pingan knew that the embroidered tiger was talking about the book of landscape travel, but he couldn't help feeling a little resentful in his heart, "I went to another extreme and made my reputation bad, okay?"

Chen Pingan was not worried about damage to his reputation. After all, it was an external matter. It's just that there are so many simple-minded children on Luoluo Mountain. If they saw the smoky travel notes, they would be very sad. It is estimated that when I return to my hometown in the future, there will be more reasons for a girl to walk around me.

Cui Chen laughed and said, "The reputation is always better than the tiger Wei Bo."

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, a little worried, and asked in doubt: "What do you mean by that?"

Cui Chan said, "You'll know right away, don't ask me."

Chen Ping cut the ground with a narrow knife, tried his best to sit up, no longer hid his hands in his sleeves, stretched out his hands and rubbed his cheeks vigorously, dispelling the heavy drowsiness, and asked, "How did you feel about the trip to Shujian Lake?"

A narrow knife cuts and surveys, and stands on the top of the city by itself.

Cui Chan turned his head again, looked at this cautious young man, smiled, and answered irrelevant questions, "Luckily among misfortunes, we still have time."

Chen Ping's question was that Cui Chan went to Luopo Mountain and deliberately sprinkled salt on his wounds to ask a small question of the young mountain owner.

And Cui Chen's answer was a sentence of emotion from Da Li Guoshi at that time.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, stood up, in the snowy night, the sky was dark, it seemed that there were only two people in such a vast wild world.

Finally, it is no longer the predicament of being enemies from all directions. Even if the Dali National Master next to him once set up the Shujianhu questioning game, but this scholar came from the Haoran world, from the line of literary sages, and from his hometown. Immediately meet without paper and pen, according to the king's words to report safety, report safety. It's a pity that Cui Chan didn't seem to want to talk about Haoran's world affairs at all, and Chen Pingan didn't feel that it was useless to force him to ask.

Cui Chan said casually: "If the heart is fixed like a Buddha, it will make people unable to write the words of immortals in the book. Therefore, you, the literary sages, can't rely on you when it comes to establishing words."

Chen Pingan said softly: "It's not 'you', it's 'us'."

Cui Chan didn't seem to have heard this statement, so he didn't bother with the words you and me, but just said to himself: "In terms of study in the study, Li Baoping and Cao Qinglang will be more promising, and hope to become the pure and mellow scholars in your hearts. It's just that, before they really grow up, they have to work harder and harder to protect the Dao, and they can't slack off for a moment."

Chen Ping stretched out a finger, and gently pressed against the white jade hairpin that had been with him for many years, not knowing what mystery was hidden in it now.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Pingan was still not in a hurry to open the small cave of the white jade hairpin, to verify the inside story with his own eyes, or to let the hair bun out again, and put the white jade hairpin back into his sleeve.

Two Caozi daggers slipped out of his sleeves, and Chen Ping held them in his hands subconsciously. There was no need to doubt Cui Chan's identity, but Chen Ping was used to using a certain thing, a certain thought, or a certain action in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Use force to calm your mind, otherwise the distracting thoughts will be trivial, and if you are not careful, you will not be able to restrain your mind, and your state of mind will be a scene of "overgrown weeds and heavy rain".

Suddenly, he found that Cui Chen was staring at him.

Chen Pingan said: "Aquarius needs to wear red clothes since she was a child. I have been paying attention to this for a long time. There were reminders in the two letters that I asked to hand over in the early years."

Both letters mentioned this matter. Let Yanxin pass one letter to Ning Yao, and one letter to Chen Pingan's student Cao Qinglang, the future master of the downcast mountain in Chen Ping's mind, and let Cao Qinglang and Li Xisheng take the initiative to talk about it.

Cui Chan said, "Only this?"

Obviously, in Cui Chan's view, Chen Ping only did half of it, which was far from enough.

Chen Pingan was puzzled.

Cui Chan was slightly displeased, and made an exception and reminded: "Cao Qinglang's name."

Chen Ping'an frowned even more, what medicine to buy in the gourd?

"Considering the body is not the body, mirroring the water and the moon. Contemplating the mind without form, bright and clean."

Cui Chan shook his head, seemed a little disappointed, looked up at the two bright moons in the barren world, and said slowly: "When you are in a hurry, turn back the light, focus on the light, the clouds will clear and the sky will be clear, and the day will shine brightly! I thought you have traveled far away from home for so many years, There is a student named 'Qing Lang' around me, and the Great Wall of Sword Qi has a Buddhist sage sitting in the sky, so you should read to this point, I really don't know what you read when you read the book .”

Chen Pingan seemed to have realized something, and he didn't care about Cui Chan's strange words.

Cui Chen retracted his gaze, shook his sleeves, and said with a sneer: "Sweeping traces and disappearing, the moment is cool. The true nature is deep and deep, like clear and still water, indifferent and refreshing, and nothing is invincible. As long as you have seen these in books, even You have a little understanding of the true meaning of this, so why did you say "you can't get over it" before, and your state of mind is like porcelain, broken, so what? Isn't it a good thing? The former sages paved the way with words, and you can just walk in stride. Look, look down and see the broken and round moon in the water, look up and see the real moon, it is even brighter. Mr. Yinguan is good, he is confused, it is so dark under the lamp, it is amazing. Otherwise, as long as you have this thought, you should be here by now. Entering the Jade Raw Realm, demon? If you ask it to come, it may not even come."

Chen Pingan murmured in his heart: "I am not sick in my fucking mind. I can read any book, remember everything, know everything I want, and understand the truth a little bit. If you are my age, don't let me go It's hard to say whoever scolds anyone here..."

Cui Chan looked playful, and glanced at the bright red robe with disheveled hair.

It seemed to be saying, "Why, you have been a hidden official for several years, and you are used to floating in this city?"

Chen Pingan immediately said: "It is not too late to understand these few Buddhist verses now, and it is never too late for good things."

Trying to figure out other people's thoughts, Chen Pingan gained a lot from Cui Dongshan's side.

Chen Pingan suddenly remembered something, the embroidered tiger beside him seemed to be at his own age, and his mind was much better than his own, otherwise he would not be recognized by the world as the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple or the grand sacrificial wine of the Academy, already in the embroidered tiger's pocket .

Cui Chen said: "Zuo Zuo originally wanted to come to pick you up and return to Haoran Tianxia, ​​but he was entangled by that Xiao Xun endlessly and couldn't get away from him."

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, it would have been better if he hadn't come, otherwise Senior Brother Zuo's trip would only be in crisis.

Cui Chan looked at the 100,000 mountains in the distance to the south, "People and affairs in the world have always been like this. If you can't do it, you can't do it. If you have more energy but not enough energy, whether you are a mountain person or you are a mountain person, there is no big difference. .Ordinary masters have things that ordinary masters can't do, and those who practice the Tao have nothing to do. So you missed a lot."

Chen Pingan asked, "For example?"

Cui Chan just said: "A lot."

Cui Chan returned and said, "A lot."

Before, Liu Cha asked the sword, the sun and the moon in Nanbasuozhou. Xiao Yun, the former hermit official, slashed at Tongyezhou and ascended to Xunyuan. Bai also went to Fuyaozhou, one person with four immortal swords, and the sword picked several thrones. After the contract was released, Wang Zhu successfully walked the Dadu on Aquarius Island and became the first real dragon in the world. Old man Yang reopened the Ascension Platform. Beiju Luzhou Sword Cultivator went south to help Aquarius Continent. The old master sits on the top of Mount Sui, pressing hard against Patriarch Tuoyue Mountain. Li Sheng guards Haoran outside the sky.

After that, there was another major event that made people dizzy. Among them, Little Aquarius Continent has the most strange people and strange things, and is the most frightening.

Today, there is Tuoyue Mountain after Yasheng Duan, Cui Chan's landscape is upside down, and he is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, echoing it in the distance. In the past, there was a three-fourth battle between the two lines of Confucian Temple Yasheng and Wensheng. When the curtain ended, it was a three-fourth cooperation . This could be regarded as a battle of gentlemen.

Chen Ping squatted on the top of the wall, holding the narrow knife with both hands, "If you miss it, you will miss it, what can I do."

Cui Chan smiled and said, "It's okay to drink away your sorrows, anyway, bookworms are not here."

The pleasure of drinking is the state of being intoxicated.

Alcohol can intoxicate people, after a few cups, the strength of the wine is as strong as an eleven-level martial artist, and it will make people lose their armor layer by layer.

A good drinker is a wine fairy, and an alcoholic who indulges in booze, drinking can make a person one of the immortals and ghosts. So Xiuhu once said that wine is the most invincible in the world.

Chen Pingan said: "I used to drink at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, no matter whether it was drinking inside or outside the city, Senior Brother Zuo never said anything."

Cui Chen sneered and said, "Don't say such harsh words in front of me. If you have the ability, talk to the left and right."

Chen Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth, "I really dare to say."

Don't talk about drinking and talking harshly, it's not difficult for Senior Brother Zuo to bow his head and admit his mistakes.

As long as Mr. is around.

Cui Chan asked: "Have you made a decision yet?"

Chen Ping said: "Think again. Anyway, it's not too late for a good thing."

Cui Chan did not say any more sarcasm, because he could understand the state of mind of young people, and wanted to go back to his hometown, but he didn't dare to go back.

In the past, Cui Chan also had such complicated thoughts, and it was only then that the "Homecoming Post" that is now treasured on the desk by the late Emperor Dali, it is better not to return home than to return home.

Cui Chan seemed to express his feelings, looking at this strange vast world, "What a person can do is limited after all. No matter who he is, there will always be a boundary. Words, deeds, and thoughts are all without exception. Breaking down the rules and regulations around you, big and small, seemingly free and pure, but in fact it is not. Since order cannot be rebuilt, disorder itself is a kind of great imprisonment, far from being able to truly do whatever you want, turning the world around, raising your hand When the heavens and the earth rise, is the great freedom. Even if the heavens and the earth are unified, but all things cannot be transformed from one, it is still not true freedom."

Cui Chan stomped his foot lightly, "When you step on it, the ant nest is gone. Children can still do it, what's the big deal."

"The opposite of."

Cui Chan raised a finger of his right hand, and tapped lightly on the back of his left hand, "Do you know how many small worlds you can't even imagine, that will perish in this instant?"

Cui Chan smiled and pondered, "Who told you that there are only spirit beings in the world, and they are the first of all things? If it weren't for a certain avenue under my feet, I would not dare to go far, otherwise there would be more people in the world." One will change the fifteen realms of heaven and earth. You may say that the patriarchs of the three religions will not let me succeed, so for example, if I become the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple first, and then go to the outer world? Or simply cooperate with Jia Sheng inside and outside?"

Chen Pingan knew what Cui Chan was talking about, the porcelain man.

Knowing poetry and music, playing chess, cultivating, pondering emotions and desires by oneself, being self-righteous in joys and sorrows, and being able to freely change moods and cut emotions at will, as if completely indistinguishable from a human being, but even more inhuman than a real cultivator. Because of the inborn Dao mind, he ignores life and death. It seems to be just a puppet on a string, broken at every turn, and the fate is controlled by others, but how did the high gods look at the human race on the earth? An event that no one can estimate will change the color of the mountains and rivers, and it will only rise faster than the human race, and the human race will be destroyed faster.

Chen Pingan asked cautiously: "Aquarius Island is defended?"

Cui Chen laughed it off. Ask knowingly.

Chen Pingan stopped asking.

Chen Pingan was not in a hurry to return to Aquarius Island, Cui Chan felt that what he wanted to say was almost the same.

Suddenly Cui Chan didn't know what to say.

After all, it was not Jun Qian who was next to him, but Chen Pingan, who was half a junior.

Jun Qian has no other distractions, she likes to listen to it, but Chen Pingan thinks too much, if she likes to hear it, she remembers it and tastes it.

However, Cui Chan was inevitably a little unhappy, and Lin Shouyi dared to question himself face to face.

Are you good at speaking? It was only because the old scholar was so partial to you that he was abducted, why, now he is starting to be a gourd?

Chen Pingan seemed to have a tacit understanding, and said: "Over the years, I have scolded you a lot."

Talk half.

No less hit you.

Anyway, later on, my student Cui Dongshan was half of Cui Chan.

Cui Chan nodded, as if he was quite satisfied with the answer, it was rare to have something to approve of Chen Pingan.

It was the first time he directly called the young man by his name, "Chen Pingan, don't think that we are the only ones doing things for this world. That's not the case, far from it."

"It's just like you, indeed, you have done something, there is nothing to deny, but in my opinion, Cui Chan, it is nothing more than Chen Pingan, as a closed disciple of the literary sage line, and as a scholar of the great world , I did some things that moved the principles in the book to the outside of the book, it’s only right and proper. You and I know that this is for peace of mind. When you suffer in the future, don’t ask for more from heaven and earth, it’s unnecessary.”

"In addition to feats, in addition to those merits and demerits that are destined to be recorded in the annals of history, we should also think more about those people who have lived and died without names. Just like the Great Wall of Sword Qi standing here for thousands of years, we should not just remember Those sword immortals with extraordinary killing power."

Cui Chan looked from a distance, as far as he could see, the wind and snow gave way, Cui Chan exhausted his eyesight, and looked at the Tuoyue Mountain in the distance.

It seems that many years ago, there was a Haoran scholar who lived in a foreign land, and an old man in gray were laughing and talking about world affairs.

The latter said to the scholars, please go to the highest place, go to a place with higher knowledge than the ancestors of the three religions, and show me what real freedom is!

Zhou Mi bowed and saluted, and answered with four words: How dare you not follow.

Cui Chan looked up at the sky.

Is the world at peace? It was probably too peaceful. So you can sit back and relax? I don't think so.

Cui Chen put away his thoughts.

Chen Pingan raised his hands, circled his shoulders, performed a landscape technique, and tied up his hair casually, as if there was a ring around his hair.

Chen Ping's eyebrows and eyes were flying, high-spirited, and his expression was no longer downcast, "Think it over. I want to move the mountain."

In the prison in the past, Chen Pingan once said the truth to an ascension-level Huawai Tianmo, we want to become strong and do something for this world.

Do something that's better than mine.

Cui Chen smiled and said: "How do you say?"

Chen Ping said in a deep voice: "Whether it's the sword attendant or reduced to a scabbard, it's up to you to fall into the situation endlessly after one strike. I want to ask the sword to support Yueshan. I implore senior brother... to protect the way?"

Cui Chan nodded and said, "Very good."

In an instant, Chen Ping'an was cast as if a body-holding technique was cast, and in the next moment, Chen Ping'an had no power to fight back, and suffered a tricky trick from Cui Chan, and passed out on the spot. Cui Chan sat on the side, beside him A tall woman appeared out of thin air. After seeing that Chen Ping'an was safe and sound, she seemed a little surprised.

She knelt down, stroked Chen Pingan's eyebrows, raised her head and asked the embroidered tiger, "Why?"

Cui Chan patted his knees with both hands, with a relaxed attitude, and said: "This is the last questioning game. Whether the blue can emerge from the blue and be better than the blue, it's all in one fell swoop."