Sword of Coming

The two parties reunited among the green mountains and green waters, and they were no longer a boy and a little girl.

Listening to Li Baoping's loud greeting, Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and joked: "Already drink? No need to hide it, my uncle is also an alcoholic."

Li Baoping smiled brightly and said, "What an old girl!"

Chen Pingan was speechless.

According to common parlance, Li Baoping should be able to say that he is an adult and can drink.

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Pingan remembered that Li Baoping and Li Huai were quite old.

But there is no way, I always like to treat them as children in my heart. In fact, according to the customs in my hometown, everyone who traveled far away in those days should have gotten married long ago. Maybe their children would have reached the age of kiln worker apprentices.

Today, Li Baoping only needs to raise her eyes slightly to see her junior uncle. She blinked her eyes and said, "Fortunately, my junior uncle looks exactly the same as I imagined, so I just called him junior junior uncle." Even if you don’t say hello, I will recognize you at a glance!”

Chen Pingan reached out and patted Li Baoping on the head, and said with a smile: "In the eyes of my junior uncle, except for being taller, there seems to be no difference."

It seems that she is still the little girl in red who is running through the streets of her hometown, carrying a locust tree branch on her shoulders.

Thinking of this, Chen Pingan was no longer so sad, so he quietly gave up the idea of ​​taking out the sword gourd and drinking.

When he was fourteen years old, when he was traveling far away with only the little treasure bottle by his side, Chen Pingan would occasionally wonder, would the little girl really not be tired after walking such a long way? I complained a few times, but never.

Chen Pingan couldn't help but smile all over his face. No matter how hard he restrained himself, he still smiled. He took out a small bamboo chair from the nearby objects and handed it to Li Baoping. The two of them sat by the water together. Chen Pingan lifted the pole again and hung it. After baiting, he threw the rod skillfully again, turned around and said, "I still have the fishing rod."

Li Baoping sat aside and shook his head slightly, then raised his feet and knocked on his shoes, "Just watch my uncle fishing. Eat and drink together, lazy people are blessed."

At the foot of Chen Ping'an's green bamboo chair, there was a rope tied to a fish basket that entered the water, and a big stone was used to hold the rope down. Li Baoping stood up and squatted by the water, pulled the bamboo fish basket out of the water, and found the fish inside. I caught a lot of them, all of which are golden carps that are unique to Yuanyangzhu. However, these golden carps have nothing to do with narcissus. They just look cute. They are added with onions, ginger, and garlic. Whether they are steamed or braised, they will definitely be delicious. Uncle Master Very good craftsmanship.

Li Baoping shook the fish basket in his hand, swallowed secretly, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, did you bring all the seasonings for the fish?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled: "Of course, pots and pans, cooking wine, spicy soy sauce, salt and vinegar, sugar, cinnamon, ginger, onion and garlic are all good. In terms of cooking skills, my uncle has only lost once in his life. He must Get the ball back.”

Li Baoping grinned and understood. Back then, in Huang Tingguo, they were invited to have dinner at the house of a minister who had retired to the mountains. Everyone at the dinner table devoured their food, especially Li Huai, who was the most heartless. He disliked the taste of the food that the young master's uncle was eating. He even complained that the young master's uncle couldn't catch big fish. The ones the size of a palm were also called fish. Look at the table. This fish head is bigger than your whole fish. Look at this big plate and this soup...

Junior uncle felt a little sulky for the first time that time.

Thinking of this old incident, Li Baoping suddenly felt that this guy Li Huai deserved to be beaten so much when he was a child. Is this the time to settle accounts with him?

Li Baoping put the fish basket back into the water and asked softly: "My brother is also traveling here now, have you seen me?"

Chen Pingan said in his heart: "No, I haven't been here for a few days. I have been staying in Gongdelin with my husband and senior brother, and then I went to Wenjin Ferry in Panshui County. I just met A Liang and Li Huai , and then without paying attention, he was taken to participate in the discussion. During the discussion, I secretly asked Brother Mao, I heard that you are over there in Aotou Mountain. I just came here to fish not long ago, and I originally planned to fish for a while. I’ll go find you.”

Chen Ping'an would explain things in detail without knowing it.

Maybe it's because Li Baoping, his junior uncle, is used to this.

In fact, Chen Pingan plans to take advantage of this rare opportunity to participate in the meeting to do a lot of things. For example, I paid a visit to Master Huolong of Paidi Peak and thanked Yuan Lingdian of Zhixuan Peak for the gift he received from me last time.

You also need to take the initiative to be a guest, find the head of the Yu family in person, and say thank you. Yu Panshui once gave Pei Qian a bamboo yellow paper knife, which is a priceless item. In addition, Yu Panshui, the Supreme Emperor of the Xuanmi Dynasty, has some traces of money in Aquarius Continent and Tongye Continent. I heard Cui Dongshan say that this Yu Mei and the cornucopia of Aai Ai Continent, They are all old friends who have devoted themselves to charity and wealth. In this case, many things can be discussed. If you open up early and have clear boundaries, you can save a lot of trouble than rushing around when the matter comes.

Old man Yao once said that if you have something to do, it is better to run a few more times on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year. It is easier to celebrate the New Year by walking long distances.

Hearing that Mrs. Gui is here now, Chen Ping'an plans to ask some questions about credit and help Liu Xianyang finalize something. Maybe they can have a wedding banquet soon. No one can argue with Chen Ping'an about helping to organize the wedding banquet. This hometown custom of listening to corner roots cannot be lost, it must be kept.

He also wanted to explain the same truth to a certain martial arts master from the Daduan Dynasty using the method that the other person was good at.

But these big and small things can all be put on the back burner compared to the little treasure bottle.

Chen Ping'an suddenly lifted the rod, leaned forward, and began to reach out his arms. The bamboo rod and fishing line were swung out in an arc, and then he began to carefully walk the fish. The figure on the small bamboo chair tilted back and forth.

The gods on the mountain go fishing in the water, which is the same as the Qi practitioners going to the wine table to drink.

If you use magic to turn into magical powers, it will be a very disgraceful thing. In the words of the most famous fisherman in the world, Zhijie Wufu Zhang Tiaoxia, since you are so capable, you can just use mountain magic to move the river. The whole river is yours, and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of fish are nothing. Do you want to fill it with things that are just around the corner and sell them to make money? Does your family run a restaurant or a fish market?

Li Baoping watched the tug-of-war intently and said casually: "I came here all the way from the Sword Qi Great Wall with Mr. Mao. I have been following Sister Yu before, but she has more and more things to do and is busy every day. After receiving some hospitality, I said my goodbyes and left.”

Chen Pingan nodded and suddenly asked with a smile: "How is the chess master of the Shaoyuan Dynasty, Chiang Kai-shek? Can he beat the lord of Baidi City?"

Chen Ping'an had heard of Jiang Longxiang for a long time. When he was at the summer palace, he asked Lin Junbi frequently about this man's legendary deeds.

Chen Ping'an knew that the other party was a recognized child prodigy when he was young, and his chess reputation had already been demonstrated. He went to the capital and won a chess player in one year. Seven years later, he was known as Shao Yuan's second best, second only to the country. He studied under Chao Pu. Later, in the vassal state of the Shaoyuan Dynasty, a young man named Zhou Dongjiang appeared. According to age, he was two generations behind Jiang Longxiang. Zhou Dongjiang was arrogant and arrogant. He thought he had reached the "second-hand" level before he was even a weakling. That is to say, if Jiang Longxiang only allowed him two sons at most, the outcome of both sides would be unpredictable. However, Jiang Longxiang insisted on his junior chess skills and was still the "three hands" for the time being. The two sides finally made an appointment to fight in Kuai Zai Pavilion, and that is why the "Kuai Zai Pavilion Chess Book" was created. , although it was a chess game with a handicap, both sides were talking hand-to-hand, working hard, and their skills were so miraculous that people at the time called it "Jiang Long and Zhou Hu".

This Chiang Kai-shek, who is famous throughout the continent, probably still doesn’t know that the young hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall has actually “admired” him for a long time.

Li Baoping said with a smile: "Anyway, I took Lin Junbi to guard the ring together, but I didn't want to play against Lin Junbi. Later, when Fu Zhi really climbed the mountain, he quickly stepped aside and gave Yu Qingqing a seat. He himself disappeared and didn't even watch the battle. Later, As soon as Fu Qi left, he showed up and helped Yu Qingqing review the story. What was wonderful here was wonderful and what was unreasonable and inappropriate there. From the looks of it, not to mention Little White Emperor, even City Lord Zheng could climb the mountain himself. A tie.”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Otherwise, you would think that our chess master Chiang Kai-shek defeated a chess player in his hometown of Shao Yuanjing in one year, and for seven years without a single defeat, it was actually a manifestation of his chess prowess. Accurately testing chess skills and carefully selecting opponents requires enough shame. Besides the chessboard, there are also national players among the national players. Then quickly find a drink, tidy up your hair, and use the strength of the drink to decline the emperor's gift in full view of the public. He is a chess official, he is a madman, he is so heroic and strong-willed. If I were the emperor of the Shaoyuan Dynasty, I would give him a gold-lettered plaque and shoulder the responsibility of morality."

Li Baoping nodded and said: "Then I will send you another couplet. On the chessboard, there are dragons and tigers moving, and in the officialdom, there is smooth flow. If you add a horizontal batch, you will be invincible in the world."

The top, middle and bottom are all gathered together.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing and said: "If my junior uncle guessed correctly, when Jiang Qisheng and Yu Qingqing replayed the game, there must be a few people around to take responsibility for the surprise."

Li Baoping laughed and said: "No, it's not surprising at all."

While chatting and walking the fish, Chen Pingan finally successfully closed the pole and dragged a herring weighing more than 20 kilograms to the shore. The fish basket was a bit too small. Since he caught enough fish today, Chen Pingan didn't think about it, let alone the herring. The meat quality is average, not really delicious, but the meat is thicker and has fewer thorns, making it more suitable for smoked fish and pickling. Chen Pingan squatted on the shore, deftly took off the hook, gently held the herring's back, waited for a moment and then let go. The big herring, which was choked by the light and choked with water, suddenly swung its tail, splashed a burst of water, and quickly went to the deep water. .

Chen Pingan raised his head and smiled with Li Baoping. It seems to be saying, do you see it, this is the big fish that Li Huai has been longing for.

Li Baoping raised his hands and gave a thumbs up.

Chen Pingan sat back on the bamboo chair and said with a smile: "How about we take a trip to Aotou Mountain?"

Li Baoping's eyes lit up, "Put a sack on him and hit him with a sap?"

Chen Pingan complained: "How could a scholar do such a thing? It's not easy to walk on the mountain road at night. Some people bump into each other, and we can't help them. They do bad things with good intentions."

Li Baoping said seriously: "Yes, yes."

Then she slapped her fist and said, "Then I have to change my clothes and do good deeds without leaving my name."

In fact, when she met her eldest brother Li Xisheng, he said that she no longer had to pay attention to the family rule of wearing red clothes.

It's just that Li Baoping never thought about changing. Some habits will never be used to him if he changes them.

Children who were born and raised in Lizhudongtian originally had no feelings about leaving their hometown. Anyway, they would stay in that place for the rest of their lives, and it was hard to say whether they would accept their fate or not. This had been the case for generations. Born there, it felt like they had finished their whole lives and left. It’s not too far to go. Every family visits the graves during the Qingming Festival. They put a piece of fat meat, a piece of rice cake and tofu on a white porcelain plate. The old man, young and strong, and the children can walk around the tombs in an hour at most. Finally, if we meet on the mountain road, the elders will laugh and talk to each other, and the children will laugh and play. When arriving at each grave, the elders would recite to their children what age they were lying in the grave. Some impatient adults would simply put down their plates and press the red paper with a stone. After offering the incense, they would chant casually. In a few words, many young and strong men from poor families are too lazy to ask their ancestors for blessings and fortune. Anyway, they ask every year and they are poor every year. It is useless to ask for help. They pick up the plate, urge the children to kowtow quickly, and then take them. Take the child to the next place. If it rains during the Qingming Festival, the mountain road is muddy and difficult to walk, and the children may be stopped from kneeling and kowtow at the grave. If their clothes and pants are dirty, it will be troublesome for the mother-in-law to clean them.

In the past, the most distant separation in the children's minds was when grandpa and dad went to the dragon kiln outside the town to burn porcelain, or went to the mountains to chop wood and burn charcoal, and they rarely saw each other. More recently, my mother-in-law went to work as a cook or embroiderer for wealthy families on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. Even more recently, she and her classmates went back to their respective homes after class every day. It was the smoke from the kitchen that said goodbye to the day, and the night at home. Once the oil lamp goes dark, say goodbye to the day.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are all in my hometown. I have participated in many weddings and funerals, crying and laughing. After attending the last one, a person's life is settled and rested.

Until the cave sky fell to the ground, took root, and became a blessed place. As soon as the door opened, there began to be more separations.

The old people in the small town were okay, but at most they couldn't stand the instigation of the younger generations in the family. They sold their ancestral home, got a lot of money, and moved to the city to settle down. Young men with capital, when the smoke is rising from their ancestral graves, they either start doing business, travel far away, drinking wine, or stay away from home, gather friends to drink wine, and hang out in groups at the gambling table. I don’t know how to make money. Anyway, gold and silver fall from the sky, but when it comes to spending money, there is no need for others to teach you, everyone has the ability.

In about twenty years, a generation of money that they thought they would never be able to spend in a few lifetimes seemed to be wasted overnight. The kiln-burning skills that were originally passed down from generation to generation have long since been abandoned and fallen into disuse, as if they were 151 years old. Ten was returned to the old Long Kiln Master. In the past, everyone was poor and used to living a hard life, so we didn’t feel that there was anything to suffer from. Anyway, there would always be poorer people in the neighborhood. The crop fields encountered bad times, or there were flaws in the dragon kiln, or something went wrong. If there are too many defective products at the kiln entrance, some people will definitely be too poor to open the pot and need to borrow rice from relatives and neighbors to survive. But after enjoying the blessing, and then truly knowing the beauty of the colorful world, it makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.

Many times, whether the porcelain produced in a dragon kiln is good or bad, once the sagger is put into the kiln, you really have to leave it to fate. No matter how experienced the master is, no matter how carefully he monitors the heat at the kiln entrance, he cannot guarantee the quality. The number of final products is the reason for the old saying, "Heaven governs the earth and man does not govern".

It seems that the porcelain mountain in my hometown is the life of many people.

Chen Ping'an subconsciously went to get the wine bottle, only to find that there was no sword gourd hanging on his waist.

Li Baoping asked curiously: "Why isn't my junior uncle carrying a sword now? I looked up earlier and saw that my junior uncle went to Gongdelin. It seemed that he was carrying a sword. Although it was hidden, I couldn't see it clearly, but I could see it at a glance. I recognized him as my junior uncle. When I traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I heard Mr. Mao say privately that Taibai, the most proud sword in the past, was divided into four parts in Fuyao Island, and one of them went to Jianqi. Mr. Mao is not sure about the Great Wall. Li Huai said that he thought about it with his buttocks and knew that he must be looking for his junior uncle."

Chen Ping'an hummed and said: "My junior uncle got the Taibai sword tip and refined it into a long sword, which is the one I was carrying on my back before. But now, my junior uncle is really... I'm not here, and I'm still participating in another more important meeting, so I don't have the sword on my back. As for what's going on with my junior uncle now, he's confused."

If you are not an Ascension Realm monk, you can't even think about prying into Chen Ping'an's thoughts.

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "If I were Senior Brother Mao, I would take a few difficult questions from the book to test Li Huai, and wait until this guy can't answer the answer. Then again, thinking about things with your brain is not as good as your butt?"

Li Baoping nodded vigorously and said: "That's what Mr. Mao did. Li Huai has been thick-skinned since he was a child, so it doesn't matter."

Then Li Baoping said: "It's okay if my uncle doesn't have a sword on his back. Otherwise, it will get in the way while sitting, so he has to take it off. The sword is placed across his knees. But this will make fishing troublesome. You can't keep it in your hand all the time." Here, put the sword at your feet, it’s even more outrageous.”

Chen Pingan smiled, it was still the familiar little treasure bottle.

She always has a lot of weird ideas and strange questions.

Many things that outsiders care about very much, she just says "oh". But there are many things that many people don't care about, but she has a lot of "Huh?"

On the way to travel, Xiaobaoping once asked him that there is only one real moon in the sky, so how many fake moons are there in the world, including rivers, wells, and water tanks?

Chen Pingan had no choice but to say he didn't know. Xiao Baoping asked the little uncle when he would know the answer. Of course the answer is still unknown.

One time, Chen Ping'an was sitting next to a bonfire keeping vigil. Then Xiaobaoping pointed to the river not far away and said that in a long river, there were people standing in the upper, middle and lower reaches. The three of them could see from the water. How many months are there? Junior Master Uncle should know this.

Chen Pingan was stunned for a long time and couldn't give an answer. The little girl in red sat aside, leaning against the small bamboo box, arms folded across her chest, shaking her head and sighing. The young master uncle is a bit stupid, but he is the young master uncle he has chosen from thousands of people, so what can he do.

In fact, Chen Pingan has been paying attention to the movements on both sides.

Birds of a feather flock together.

One group of fishermen are the descendants of wealthy families at the foot of the mountain, and the other group are the Immortal Genealogy Masters who practice Taoism on the mountain.

The two groups of people chatted and communicated with each other without any scruples. The things they talked about were not confidential, so neither of them spoke from the bottom of their hearts like Chen Ping'an and Li Baoping.

To be brought here by family elders and ancestors on the mountain, their status must not be simple. They are all outstanding disciples of high-ranking Chinese families, or direct descendants of the ancestors of large sects.

Now here, it is much more difficult to meet the monks of the lower five realms on the road than the gods of the upper five realms.

When Li Baoping didn't show up earlier, it was clear that neither party was interested in Chen Pingan. They probably mistook this angler, who was not qualified to participate in the meeting, for a member of a family who was not particularly outstanding, or someone who had left the founder's side. A disciple of the sect.

Through those small conversations that were not afraid of others eavesdropping, Chen Pingan roughly determined the identities of both parties.

On the left are the Miyun Xie family from Aai Aizhou, the Yuzhou Qiu family from Liuxia continent, and the Xianxia Zhu family from Shaoyuan Dynasty. Mainly from these three families, they are all millennium-old nobles who have blessed Spyker.

For example, the Xie family, in addition to having a hairpin for generations, is actually very rich. It is only because there is the Liu family who is richest in the world that they are not so eye-catching.

I remember that senior Song Yushao said that one of his regrets in life is that he has never been to Yuzhou in Liuxiazhou because he heard that the hotpot there is the best in the world.

But Senior Song said, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t been there, but if you really have been to Yuzhou, if you go back to your hometown, you won’t be able to taste any hot pot anymore, wouldn’t it be a shame? Then I might as well not go to Yuzhou and think about it.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an was particularly impressed by Yuzhou.

These young men and women from well-known families set up a long and low table filled with lively fairy melons and fruits. They spread mats on the floor. There were maids helping to set up the stove and make tea. There were also noble gentlemen lying down, holding cups and drinking wine. Those who recite poems are doing everything except fishing.

On the right side, there is the female sword cultivator from the Meishan Sword Sect. It seems that she cannot be more than a hundred years old, and she is a good-looking Jindan sword cultivator.

It is said that there is a vision of the dragon's beard cloud at the mountain gate, which hangs like a waterfall and looks like a dragon's beard. There is also an inverted green peak standing next to the lake. The mountain color is reflected in the water. It is actually a fairy dojo where truth is in the water and illusion is on the shore. It is very strange. Climbing a mountain is like entering water, and what the monks see is also the scene in the lake.

Chen Ping'an looked at her a few more times.

The main reason is that this female swordsman has a small and exquisite hand-written inkstone hanging on her waist, and she has written inkstones and carved a popular poem about swordsmanship.

Because of copying the hand inkstone, Chen Ping'an thought of his disciple Guo Zhujiu. Guo Zhujiu seemed to be the only peer of his age who could make Pei Qian suffer. Just ask Pianran Feng Baishou to find out how rare it is.

There is also a fairy from Meihua Temple, with a baby mink lying on her shoulder. This little guy is not only a natural piggy bank, but also can really make money after eating money, which is rare.

Meihua Temple has the beautiful scenery of "thousands of acres of plum blossoms making snow fly". Meihuaan's rouge gouache sells well all over the country, and is very popular both in the mountains and in the mountains.

A young master who was born in Lotus City, a large sect in the north of Jinjiazhou. The city where his sect is located is built on a huge lotus leaf. The lotus blooms once every three hundred years, and every time it blooms for a hundred years, every time the lotus blooms, it is a natural city defense formation that is not afraid of the flying sword of the sword fairy. Legend has it that this lotus was a thing from the Lotus Cave of Daozu. As for how it spread to the Lotus City, there are different opinions. One of the most mysterious theories is that Daozu picked the lotus and for some reason threw it into the vast world.

Another relatively credible story is that the master of the Great Xuandu Temple, Sun Lao, lent his sword to the most proud person in the world. After the two parties drank and got drunk, the old immortal who traveled far and wide and reached the heavens took out He picked up a purple lotus seed and watered it with wine in the cup. In a blink of an eye, a lotus emerged from the water and stood gracefully. Then suddenly, the flower bloomed as big as a mountain.

There is a young man with a hairpin who likes to look at people sideways, and many changes in his thoughts are reflected in the curvature of the corner of his mouth.

I heard that in the dynasty of the Zhuolu Song family, hairpins were popular in both the government and the public, from emperors and ministers to traffickers and pawns.

After going into the mountains to practice and climb high, as long as you are willing, you will find more and more people around you, either you have seen it or you have heard of it.

is that useful? It doesn't really seem to make much sense. Because most people will just pass by each other, and may never meet again, and they will just be passers-by on the road of life. Just like Master Huang, a martial artist at the ruins of Xianfu, the little raccoon fox in the mountains outside Jingzhou City in Meigla Kingdom, and the young man in the dog meat shop in Shihao Kingdom, Chen Ping'an praised him from the bottom of his heart as "Hero" "Sun Dengxian.

Useless? But not necessarily. Perhaps among the crowd, there is someone like Song Lanqiao on Yangguan Road, Liu Zhimao on Yangchang Road who is willing to give way but can go both ways, or Ma Kuxuan on the single-plank bridge that allows only one person to pass.

Or maybe it was just because of Chen Ping'an's appearance that the old master Wang Yuanzhang on the night boat and the swordsman Fu Lingqing, the leader of the Tongye Sect, were already separated in life and death, but they could still see each other as if they were far away.

As for the blushing lady who saw him from a distance before and turned around and left without saying hello, Chen Pingan could only pretend to be completely unaware.

It's good, because Mrs. Blushing seems to be accompanied by a young flower god who comes from the land of flowers. Otherwise, what else can we do if we meet and chat about the nice weather today and have you eaten yet?

Wait until Li Baoping appears.

Both sides began to whisper and discuss.

A guest guest of the Xie family, who was sitting on a futon and concentrating on breathing, was an old swordsman in the Yupu realm. When the old man saw the woman in red before, he couldn't help but sigh: "What a Taoist embryo, the sun is shining brightly." The sky is surrounded by clouds and clouds, jade and metal, the mind and spirit are united, and they are close to the Tao."

The old man did not use his inner voice in his words.

A gentleman from the Qiu family hesitated and said: "It seems to be Li Baoping from Cliff Academy."

Because Li Baoping had a dispute with Yuan Yu, and the Confucian scholars from Baopingzhou Cliff Academy were indeed more conspicuous in Liji Academy.

A plump young woman casually glanced at the man in blue shirt who was pulling fish comically, and said with a smile: "Since she calls him Junior Uncle, he is from Aquarius Continent, a gentleman and sage from Cliff Academy? Otherwise, the Yunlin Jiang family would not have such a person."

Song Changjing of the Great Li Dynasty, the Jiang family of Yunlin, and Shen Gaozong.

Aquarius Island, these three groups of people came to the Confucian Temple. Song Changjing of Dali is alone. This martial artist who is said to have reached the eleventh level has become famous all over the world.

Shen Gaozong is a Taoist sect, and everyone wears Taoist robes and fishtail crowns.

As for the man in green shirt owning a square-inch object, it's not worth making a fuss about.

The strange thing is that inside the square inch object, there are actually two small chairs made of ordinary green bamboo.

In fact, Chen Pingan paid more attention to the hairpin boy in the end.

It wasn't because Chief Zhou of my family had an illegitimate son in Ouhua Blessed Land, nicknamed Hairpin Huarang.

But the way this guy looked at Li Baoping was wrong. For example, those wealthy disciples would be surprised when they saw Li Baoping before, but they would never be as secretive and sneaky as this person. They seemed to have already begun to make plans in their minds and would put them into action at any time.

Chen Pingan kept accounts silently in his mind.

Everyone has the love for beauty. This is human nature. When you see a good-looking woman, it’s okay to take a few more glances. In the wine shop of Jianqi Great Wall, there are many scenes of openly staring at the passing women, let alone the sight, and there are often whistles one after another from bachelors, big and small. But that look in his eyes didn't mean that the sword cultivator really had evil thoughts in his heart. Instead, it was like the beer floating in the bowl, which disappeared after one sip. But some eyes, like the slug in Qingluan Kingdom's Lion Park, are slimy and sticky, and characters with such eyes will often look for prey in their territory, waiting for opportunities to move.

Chen Pingan continued to quietly sense the ripples of Qi of the man with the hairpin.

Li Baoping was silent for a long time and said softly: "Uncle Junior, I was not here twice to offer incense at the Luolu Mountain Ancestral Master Hall. I'm sorry."

Chen Ping'an waved his hand and said softly: "It's okay, what's the point? My junior uncle has reserved a place for you to study in Luolu Mountain and Zhao Du Gang. Yu Lu and Xie Xie chose Zhao Du Gang before. I occupied two houses early and was not polite to me at all. But my junior uncle will tell you something quietly. In fact, Weixia Peak and Yuanmu Peak have two places, which are truly amazing and quiet. Junior Junior Uncle has deliberately not told outsiders about this matter, and no one is in a hurry to build the mansion, because Junior Junior Junior Uncle has made a special trip to secretly draw it. I will take you to take a look later, and I have chosen it. Junior Junior Uncle If you build a house and library, it would be better to watch the sunrise and sunset at Weixia Peak, but the sea of ​​clouds at Yuanmu Peak is slightly better than at Luolu Mountain. When the weather is clear, you can see the nearby Huanghu Mountain. Lakes, rolling clouds, and soothing clouds are all beautiful scenery. Therefore, my uncle recommends that you choose Yuanmu Peak. He also plans to pave all the mountain roads on Yuanmu Peak with long bluestone slabs and surround them on both sides. During the bamboo fence, we will pass by a very high cliff. There is an ancient pine that is at least a thousand years old. Between the pine trees, there are vines connecting the trees to the wall, winding like a giant salamander. When the time comes, I will ask the experts to help carve the list of books on the cliff. , it would be best if we could invite Su Zi and Liu Qi to write inscriptions, but it would be very difficult. After all, it is not as simple as asking for a copybook. The two seniors would have to go to Luopo Mountain as guests. If this is not possible, the junior uncle will do it. I have no choice but to let your two uncles take action. In short, Yuanmu Peak is a good place for studying in the study. The sky is clear and crisp, and the bells and bells in the library are ringing. It sounds very good, right? You come there When you get tired of flipping through books, you can walk out of the library and take a look at the scenery in the distance. Over the years, my junior uncle has helped you buy a lot of books on your travels. I just said that you can go to Qushandu in the southernmost part of Tongyezhou. I bought a lot of them, a big sack weighing about a hundred pounds, and they were all precious books that had escaped from the wealthy families of the county magnates."

The young uncle said so many words in one breath. Li Baoping listened carefully, his beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Li Baoping asked: "Did Junior Uncle have any birthdays during the years he spent at the Great Sword Qi Wall?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said with a smile: "Either I forgot, or I just didn't care. I really didn't."

When he was young in his hometown, Chen Pingan never had the habit of celebrating birthdays.

Liu Xianyang didn't have the same problem. He thought it was troublesome and pretentious. He only had a little slug and was able to have a meal of fish at home on his birthday. One or two days before Gu Can's birthday, Chen Ping'an would take Liu Xianyang for a trip to the mountains and rivers.

Chen Ping'an changed the topic, "I heard Cui Dongshan mention that the young Jiang Taigong is called Xu Bai, right? My junior uncle attended the meeting before and met him."

In fact, Chen Pingan asked a lot about Li Baoping after returning to his hometown twice, so he knew a lot. How about studying in the academy for so many years? I once visited the Fox Country and met Pei Qian at the Yu family in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth. Even in the Gongde Forest, Chen Pingan did not forget to ask his husband about the little treasure bottle, such as Regarding the details of the argument with Yuan Yu, Chen Ping'an even went through a lot of books in the Confucian Temple during the two days he was in Gongdelin. The result was the dispute between the two. As Li Baoping's junior uncle, Chen Ping'an couldn't help. Very busy.

Li Baoping sighed, "He is an annoying person. He was taught a lesson by my brother before he calmed down."

Chen Ping'an suppressed a smile and nodded: "He is one of the ten young candidates. He is indeed not worthy of our little treasure bottle. It is far from it."

Li Baoping rolled his eyes and leaned back on the bamboo chair, unwilling to mention Xu Bai any more.

She was the only one among the children who traveled to study abroad to practice Confucian Qi training step by step.

As for asking Lin Shouyi, Xie Xianjia for advice on martial arts, and Yu Lu for advice on boxing and kicking skills, Li Baoping seemed to be just interested.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Have you been bullied during these years of travel?"

Li Baoping shook his head and said, "No."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "My junior uncle's swordsmanship is still average now, but traveling through mountains and rivers is all about physical strength, so my fist and kick skills are just okay. I can't beat him in the Ascension Realm, but I can still beat him in the Immortal Realm."

"Remember, there is one!"

Li Baoping suddenly slapped his chair, turned around and smiled with his junior uncle: "I did meet him on the edge of the Fox Kingdom in Qingfeng City. Gu Can was also present at the time. He was very loyal, which was quite unexpected."

Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "How to say?"

Just when Li Baoping was about to talk about this topic, he blinked and said in his heart: "My brother is here."

Chen Pingan turned around and saw that Li Xisheng was here.

Moreover, Chen Pingan did not notice the slightest sign of Li Xisheng and Li Baoping's heartfelt words.

This is a good thing.

The two of them stood up from the bamboo chairs at the same time. Li Baoping smiled and said, "Uncle, I have an acquaintance."

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

The group of people walked slowly towards this side. In addition to Li Baoping's eldest brother Li Xisheng, there was also Zhou Li who came to Zhongtu Shangzong from Shengaozong.

Mrs. Gui, there was an old Zhouzi behind her. She said he was an old Zhouzi because of his age. In fact, he looked like a middle-aged man with a dull expression.

He Xiaoliang, the leader of the Qingliang Sect, and Gao Jianfu, the Yuanying monk of the Shengao Sect. Once the golden boy and girl of Shen Gaozong, the two of them appeared together in Lizhu Cave.

Except for Zhou Li, Chen Ping'an did know them all and were no strangers to them.

After they approached, Chen Pingan and Li Xisheng bowed and saluted, and then called Aunt Gui with a smile.

Mrs. Gui smiled and nodded.

Chen Pingan clasped fists with Zhou Li and said, "I have met Mr. Zhou."

It is said that this person will be the next sect leader of Qingxuan Sect, and Qingxuan Sect's power and foundation in the Middle Earth Divine Continent are only half as good as those on the mountain where Fu Lu Yuxuan is and the Tianshi Mansion on Longhu Mountain. The main reason is because the current head of Qingxuan Sect has been closed to life and death for too long, as long as six hundred years. As for the Qingxuan Sect of Zhongtu, the sect of the Shen Gao Sect, its "authentic" lineage is the lineage of the Bai Yujing Grand Master. It is also an unsolved Taoist case that makes outsiders puzzled.

For some reason, Zhou Li did not attend any of the several meetings held at the Confucian Temple.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and still called the other party sir.

With a smile on his face, Zhou Li and Chen Ping'an returned to the Taoist sect's head office, saying in his heart: "I've heard about Yin Guan's name for a long time, and I'm lucky enough to meet him today."

He Xiaoliang smiled and said, "Chen Pingan."

When she opened her mouth, she just said a name.

But while speaking, He Xiaoliang used immortal magic to isolate a small world.

Accidentally, there is no three hundred taels of silver here? Or was it intentional?

Chen Ping'an said: "Congratulations, Sect Leader."

Just answered an identity.

Lao Zhouzi nodded and said to himself: "You little kid, you are quite promising. I didn't make a mistake back then, otherwise I would have to give you a few lectures today."

Mrs. Gui turned her head.

Lao Zhouzi shut up immediately.

This Gu Qingsong, or Xiancha, has actually not appeared in the Middle-earth Divine Continent for a long time. He has never wanted to reappear in the world, but he did not disappoint at all. Over there in Panshui County, he became famous in another battle. In a few words, Zheng Zheng In the middle, Han Qise, Liu Chicheng, and Fu Xi all got scolded by him.

Instead of discussing Taoism, he only talked about scolding, as if the entire Baidi City was brought to his knees.

The key is that Gu Qingsong can still leave alive and kicking. Even when Han Qiaose and Liu Chicheng appeared at the gate, Lao Zhouzi still escaped unscathed.

Chen Pingan and this old boatman not only met but also talked with each other on Osmanthus Island.

Chen Pingan, who was still a teenager at that time, almost taught Lao Zhouzi some knowledge.

Even if Chen Pingan knew the identity of Lao Zhouzi, who was Lu Chen's unnamed disciple, Chen Pingan still didn't have any bad feelings. If he could distinguish right from wrong, he would also be able to distinguish between grudges and grudges.

Li Xisheng smiled and said: "We will continue walking and won't delay your fishing."

Intentionally or not, Li Xisheng was just talking to Xiao Baoping.

The group left.

Chen Pingan and Li Baoping continued to sit back in their chairs.

Li Xisheng walked far away and shook his head, okay, now that I have my little uncle, I will forget about my brother, and my little treasure bottle will not turn around even once.

He Xiaoliang turned around and looked at the man in green shirt sitting on the bamboo chair. There was an indescribable smile in her eyes.

Gao Jianfu on the side looked sad and wanted to drink, but he seemed to have already drank.

Seeing the blue sky and white clouds, the sad man wakes up in a drunken hometown.

Gu Qingsong carefully called out a nickname: "Gui."

Mrs. Gui, who had always been calm and graceful, replied with one word, "Get out."

You finally spoke, didn't you? Gu Qingsong was actually a little flattered. He moved his steps, rubbed his hands and replied with a smile: "Okay."

The reason why Gu Qingsong said a few nice words for the first time before was that Mrs. Gui was by his side. He really regretted it. He should not have said anything to that young man, "Don't try to ruin my road." Instead, he should have said sincerely to that young man. The young man humbly asked for some advice on love between men and women. Otherwise, a guy with slim legs who doesn't look very handsome could kidnap Ning Yao at such a young age? Therefore, what Gu Qingsong said before was to lay the groundwork first, and then go back to find Chen Pingan in private. He could invite him to a drink or call him Brother Chen.

Li Xisheng laughed in his heart and asked: "How?"

Zhou Li replied with a smile: "If you talk less, you will not be idle, and if you meditate quietly, you can live forever. In addition, the great thing is that when you interact with people, you don't care about the first acquaintance, and you don't get tired of being together for a long time."

Farther away in Yuanyangzhu, the girl nicknamed Ruifeng'er couldn't help but ask again: "Sister Blushing, who is that person? Why do you seem so afraid of him? You clearly recognize him, why are you hiding from him."

A little far away from the green shirt, the blushing lady smiled and said: "I'm afraid of him? It's a joke."

The girl suddenly realized, "Sister Blushing, could it be that you like him?!"

The blushing lady was stunned and quickly reached out to cover the silly girl's mouth, "Stop talking nonsense!"

If she listened to that guy, she would at least have to lose another plum garden.

like him? Isn't it like having a fight with that sinister and smiling Lord Yinguan about boxing and swords?

If you are not careful, you will be beaten to death or tricked to death.

By the river, Chen Pingan caught another golden carp and put it into the fish basket.

There were some sideways glances from both sides.

Of course I'm not coveting the carp.

But both groups of people just took this opportunity to take another look at the young man in green shirt.

Take the initiative to call Mrs. Gui "Aunt Gui".

He was also praised a lot by the famous Gu Qingsong, "Young man, you have a lot of potential. I've seen the right person, so I won't lecture you."

It was obviously the words spoken by the elders on Ichiban Mountain and half of their own juniors.

He seemed to recognize him from Luzhou, Beiju, and said congratulations to the sect leader.

If I read it right, He Xiaoliang seems to be smiling?

It is different from the gossip in Shanshui Di newspaper in the early years.

As the direct disciple of Bai Yujing's third master, He Xiaoliang is also an immortal who can establish a sect in Luzhou, Beiju.

Of course, He Xiaoliang was indeed extremely beautiful.

Moreover, I heard that she was devoted to cultivating Taoism and had no interest in love between men and women. Even Xu Xuan, the only disciple of Beiju Luzhou Great Sword Immortal Bai Shang, was infatuated with her, but He Xiaoliang just because he felt annoyed by this person, he went so far as to Fight directly and seriously injure him. He didn't give Bai Shang any face at all, which eventually led to a deadly feud between the two sects. Bai Shang seems to have said that He Xiaoliang will never hope to reach the Ascension Realm in this life?

Both men and women would look at He Xiaoliang a few more times. The man took another look at her and felt more and more that she had an extraordinary temperament and a sense of independence from the world. To form a Taoist couple with such a woman on the mountain would be a very unenviable thing. The woman looked at her a few more times, probably because she wanted to take one look at He Xiaoliang, and her beauty would be reduced by how much?

No matter what, both groups of people inevitably glanced at the young fisherman.

After all, I can know so many great monks.

Li Baoping said: "Uncle Junior, Sister He seems to still have the same youthful appearance as when we first met her. Maybe... even better looking?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I don't care."

He just had no reason to think of the women in his down-and-out mountain, such as the diligent Cen Yuanji and the sharp-edged Yuanbao. In fact, these two female warriors are not young now and have not yet married. Women, after all, don’t worry about getting married. Even if there are one or two crow’s feet at the corner of the eyes, there is still no delay in being liked by men. Moreover, what kind of feng shui is there on the hilltop of my house? No matter male or female, no one is crooked. Zhu Lian, Jiang Shangzhen, Mi Yu, Cui Dongshan, Cao Qinglang, Yuan Lai... these are all people who have not yet attracted Wei Shanjun and those guest officials. Swordsmanship, boxing, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, dressing up, what can't we talk about, what are we not good at? That is to say, he, the mountain owner, is the most shameless when it comes to making money. Otherwise, once the mirror flowers and moonlight bloom, this Aquarius Continent's fairy money will flood into Luoluo Mountain like a flood bursting its embankment?

As for female martial artists, as long as they reach the Qi Refining Realm, they can not only temper their bodies, but also nourish their souls. Although they are not as good-looking as the Qi Practitioners who have reached the Middle Fifth Realm, the effect is still very obvious. When they reach the Golden Body Realm, , there will be an additional benefit. That Pushan Huang Yiyun from Tongyezhou is quite old, isn't she looking young now?

However, Yuan Lai has long liked Cen Yuanji, Yuan Bao secretly admires Cao Qinglang, and Chen Ping'an has heard about his return home.

In fact, even the millet grains discovered it, and privately reported it to the good mountain master, saying that every time Cao Qinglang was present, the big Yuanbao would talk very fiercely, with a loud voice, and deliberately did not look at Cao Qinglang. Who was fooling him? Well, I don't see it with my eyes, but in my heart, it's all Cao Qinglang.

So now Yuanbao is the only one who mistakenly thinks that she is the only one who knows that he likes her?

Li Baoping asked with a smile: "Little uncle, are you thinking about happy things?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I want to help Shantou make money."

Li Baoping remembered something, "I heard that there is a big baggage restaurant above Yuanyangzhu. It seems that the business is very good. If you have time, you can go there and hang out."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Go when you have time. Well, we'd better take Li Huai with us."

Chen Pingan immediately took out a yellow paper talisman from his sleeve, stretched out his hand to touch the talisman, and with a flash of inspiration, Chen Pingan silently recited a sentence in his heart, and the talisman turned into a yellow paper crane and left gracefully.

I went to Panshui County to find Li Huai and asked him to come and meet at Yuanyangzhu.

The old man sitting on the futon opened his eyes again and saw the yellow crane that had sent the message away. He let out a sigh and was obviously a little surprised. Why was he not a martial artist in the golden body realm but a talisman monk with an earthly immortal atmosphere?

Could it be that he is a descendant of the Ye family of Tongyezhou Pushan?

The wealthy and noble prince who was lying on his back drinking a glass of wine with his head on his back. My dear fellow, he became very interested in poetry. He smiled and recited a poem loudly.

The sound of the yellow crane is heard outside the building, and fishing rods are sold for the day and wine is sold to relieve sorrow. The immortal wine relieves the drunkenness in the mountains, and I feel light and transformed into heaven.

Chen Pingan suddenly felt that it turns out that if you can do something like doggerel as little as possible, do it as little as possible. It makes the speaker happy and the listener worried.

Li Baoping asked in a low voice: "Uncle, Pei Qian and Xiao Mili said that you are good at composing poetry?"

Chen Pingan waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, don't listen to their nonsense."

Li Baoping was doubtful.

Chen Ping'an spoke to the man with the hairpin in his heart: "Have you seen enough?"

The man was a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I advise you to take care of your eyes and keep your heart in mind. When walking on the mountain, you should not only judge your traces but also your heart."

The man raised a finger and gently plucked the flower in his bun. It was a gift from the Flower God, the master of Baihua Blessed Land. Of course, it was not for his own sake, but from the ancestor of his sect.

Chen Ping'an stopped talking.

The man actually leaned back, and then stared blankly at the attractive woman in red. It would be fine if she didn't have the status of a disciple of the academy.

He maintained that posture, smiled with the green-shirted man and asked, "Why, after just a few glances, you want to fight? Who are you?"

Chen Pingan smiled and turned his head.

The man raised a hand, patted his neck gently, and laughed in his heart: "Come on, come on, throw a talisman here, as I sincerely beg you, how about it?"

The ignorant foreigner only knew Mrs. Gui and Gu Qingsong. At most, he could barely say a word in front of Zhou Li and He Xiaoliang. Do you really think you can walk away in the Middle-earth Divine Continent?

Li Baoping asked: "Little uncle, what's wrong?"

Chen Pingan put down the fishing rod in his hand and said with a smile: "Someone asked me to hit him, and he almost scared me to death."

He wasn't killed by Wen Hai's careful plan, he wasn't hacked to death by Sword Master Long, and he never expected to meet a top master here.

Li Baoping blinked, "You grew up eating arsenic and frost."

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

None of Li Baoping's words came from his heart.

So both groups of people heard it.

The man with the hairpin sneered and stretched.

Then a flying sword to save people was caught by a man in green shirt's hands and thrown into the water. A blocking technique was grabbed by the man in green shirt, and the palms of his hands gathered together.

As for the man with the hairpin, the man in green shirt who appeared behind him reached out and grabbed his neck, lifted him up high, and threw him hard. The latter ran like lightning and went directly to the other side of the river, rolling and drifting all the way.

Wearing a green shirt, he was even more elusive. There was no ripple in the mountains and rivers. He appeared on the other side in an instant. He stepped on the neck of the man with a hairpin and kicked him again. He was knocked back again and returned to his original position. It was actually Not bad at all.

The old Jade Sword Immortal of the Yu Pu Realm was a guest of the Xie family in Miyun, Aaizhou, and the poor guy with the hairpin was a completely unrelated group of people. The old man didn't even know him. He could have had nothing to do with him. Hanging high, he was just the first to notice that something was wrong, and wanted to help stop him, so that the young man would not be too angry and act carelessly. Once someone died, it was not a small matter near the Confucian Temple. As for the flying sword of the old swordsman, he originally thought that it could not only eliminate a turmoil, but also earn a share of the incense and love on the mountain. He didn't think of flying the sword before he used it, but he felt that something was wrong. As expected, he directly The man in green shirt put his fingers together and threw it into the river casually. His mind was pulled by the Qi of the natal flying sword, and he almost had an unstable Taoist mind. However, the opponent's attack was very measured, and actually left a big step for him. Yes, that's very kind.

Otherwise, a Jade Purity Sword Immortal would be the first to draw a sword. Why not ask what the sword is?

Sword cultivators don't have so many twists and turns.

Fortunately, the other party was not a swordsman.

So at this moment, when the "senior" with good looks put his hands in his sleeves and looked at him with a smile, Lao Yupu immediately stood up, clasped his fists and apologized: "I accidentally offended my senior."

Damn it, the old swordsman is still a little aggrieved and angry. When I was young, when I encountered this kind of thing, even if my level was not high enough and my skills were not as good as others, so what? If you ask about the sword, just ask about the sword. Cut it first and then talk about it, for fear of losing eggs.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Senior is overthinking it. There is nothing wrong with it. Because I heard that Senior and Pu He are good friends, and they also went to foreign lands to fight swords when they were young."

The old sword cultivator was dumbfounded, and then he suddenly understood. In an instant, the old man looked excited, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Liu Xiazhou sword cultivator, I have met Yin Guan!"

The old man was too embarrassed to give his name.

Because when I went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi when I was young, it was just a place in the Golden Core realm where I didn’t dare to speak loudly while drinking, and there were only a few monsters killed, so it was not worth mentioning.

It's nothing in the first place. It's not a shame because it's not a state of mind. But it was so good that I found a friend who spoke evil words. My old friend Pu He returned to his hometown a few years ago and fell into trouble. Good guy, he was already a tattered Yuanying. Instead, his nostrils turned upward. When he saw him, You keep saying that you are a piece of trash. You are such a loser. Even if you go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you are not even qualified to squat on the roadside of that wine shop and drink... Do you know what the relationship between me and the last hidden official is? We have known each other for many years, brother. The two of them joined forces and killed all over the Sword Qi Great Wall, so in a wine shop over there, I was the only one who could drink on credit. Believe it or not, you are a coward, so I talked to you because the wine was good. …

The old man was so angry that he almost died.

The old swordsman suddenly said, "Yin Guan, shall I chop him to death? I'll just run away."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

He is worthy of being a sword cultivator who has been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Today's Chen Pingan actually doesn't know one thing yet.

As long as there is a sword cultivation place in the world, Chen Ping'an will never be a close disciple of the Literary Saint lineage, nor will he be the mountain master of Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius Continent.

He will only be a hidden official of the Great Sword Qi Wall, and he will never be short of wine.