Sword of Coming

Night boat, Lingxi City.

At dusk that day, Ning Yao planned to go to the next city. She used her sword again to open the ban on night sailing, and the sword light shot straight into the sky. So that the Chinese Confucian Temple can know the whereabouts of this ferry.

Before leaving, Ning Yao took Pei Qian, Xiaomi Li and the white-haired boy to find the female city lord who was known as the graceful poet in the world. In addition to thanking Lingxi City for the hospitality, he also helped Chen Ping'an's friend Jiang Shangzhen. , send a message to her.

Mrs. Li and the handsome young man with the first antlers were walking with several foreign guests on the covered bridge that was higher than the sea of ​​clouds. There was a piece of sunset near the covered bridge, like a sheet of bright red precious lichen. Climbing high and looking into the distance, the scenery is pleasant, the mountain air is beautiful day and night, the birds fly back and forth, and the heaven and earth are quiet and peaceful.

Mrs. Li suddenly felt unhappy because at one end of the covered bridge, a group of uninvited guests came from Shaping City.

Just because she admires Ning Yao doesn't mean she likes all swordsmen.

Ning Yao is to the world of swordsmanship, just like she is to Ci Pianyi, she will never lose to any man, ancient or modern.

Ning Yao frowned slightly, wondering how this night ship could have an Ascension Realm sword cultivator for no apparent reason.

Could this person be here for Chen Ping'an?

But the other party seems to be injured?

Ning Yao turned to Mrs. Li and said, "They are here to find us. Madam, just sit back and watch. If you accidentally damage Lingxi City, I will definitely compensate you according to the price afterwards."

She has no money, but Chen Pingan has.

Mrs. Li nodded, since she really didn't want to get involved in these vast disputes and grievances on the mountain, so she left this place with the young man with antlers who was born of literary luck.

Criminal officer. His direct disciple Du Shanyin. The maid Ji Qing is the incarnation of ancestor Qian.

When Du Shanyin saw the woman carrying the sword, he felt a little nervous. He called out to Ning Jianxian, then signed up his number and told the street where he lived in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Ji Qing smiled brightly, gave a blessing, and called Miss Ning.

Ning Yao nodded in return.

There was a rare smile on the prison officer's lifeless face, and he registered his number, "My name is Hao Su. I was in the Jianqi Great Wall and have been in prison."

Ning Yao suddenly felt enlightened, clasping his fists and saying, "I have met the senior executioner."

She had never met a criminal officer, but she had heard of the name "Haosu". Chen Xi, who changed his name to Chen Ji in Ascension City, had mentioned it to her a few years ago. He said that next time the door opens, if this person can come to the fifth world and is willing to continue to serve as a criminal officer, he will be a great help to Feisheng City.

Although the criminal officer Hao Su has a natural prejudice against Chen Pingan, it is only because Chen Pingan owns a blessed land.

Hao Su had no favorable impression of any owner of the blessed land in the world.

But towards Ning Yao, he had quite the mentality of an elder towards a younger generation.

This is the first time that Du Shanyin, as the only direct disciple, knows his master's name.

I just don’t know if Master never had a surname, or if he omitted it deliberately.

The white-haired boy was a little hairy. He moved little by little and stood behind Pei Qian. After thinking about it, he felt that it would be more stable to stand behind Xiao Mili. Standing behind the little winter melon, she squatted slightly with her knees. If the executioner can't be seen, even the executioner can't see her.

Hao Su glanced at the white-haired boy and said to Ning Yao from the bottom of his heart: "Earlier, I was entangled by Wu Shuangjiang in Rongmao City and was forced to have a fight. I was not willing to fight for my life, so I was a little injured."

unwilling. The prison officer's words were a bit subtle.

Ning Yao nodded.

When sword cultivators cross the border to kill enemies, they will encounter a very high pass on the real mountain top.

Ning Yao had just learned how hard that Wu Shuangjiang was to kill.

Ning Yao asked: "When you return to Haoran this time, do you want to seek revenge?"

She doesn't like to greet people with polite greetings, nor does she like to talk in roundabout ways. If the sword cultivator was not a criminal officer, both parties would have nothing to talk about.

Hao Su nodded, "I want to seek revenge and do something for my hometown. There is Nanzhao in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. His cultivation level is not low and he is in the Ascension Realm. However, he is only in this realm and is not good at fighting. The rest are a bunch of trash. After so many years, even if those who are not dead are just lingering, it is not worth mentioning. But after killing Nan Guangzhao, if I am lucky enough to escape, I will go to Qingming Tianxia. If I am not lucky, I will probably go to Gongde Forest. I’m keeping company with Liu Cha. I won’t go to Feisheng City for the time being. Anyway, I’m an average criminal.”

Ning Yao just listened to these old accounts.

The criminal officer said for no reason: "It's not good to find anyone to be a Taoist companion, but Chen Ping'an is the one I want to find."

Ning Yao shook his head and said: "Senior is not qualified to point fingers in this matter."

The white-haired boy secretly turned his head and gave a thumbs up. Only Ning Yao dared to say this.

Look, what kind of prison officer doesn’t dare to let go of a fart? Hey, you still have the nerve to smile, why don’t you laugh your teeth off?

Haosu looked sideways.

The white-haired boy immediately hid back and shrank his neck.

Xiao Mili didn't know anything anyway, so he just stood still holding his hiking pole, helping to shield the white-haired short winter melon behind him from the wind and rain.

The little girl in black grinned at the man, which quickly turned into a pouty smile.

Hao Su smiled and nodded, saying hello to the little girl.

Xiaomi Li immediately imitated the good mountain master, holding the green bamboo stick in his arms, lowering his head and clasping his fists, and became a veteran.

Ning Yao introduced: "Millet grains are the right protector of Luo Po Mountain."

Hao Su had an accident. On the top of the mountain in Chen Ping'an's hometown, he found this little spirit from the cave realm to serve as a mountain protector?

The man stands in the covered bridge, watching the visitors with different moods, the same scenery, two styles.

Cold mountains, cold waters, lingering clouds, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

The man who originally planned to say hello to Ning Yao and leave, hesitated for a moment, and said in his heart: "Let him be careful about the schemes in the dark. There are about twenty people scattered across Jiuzhou. As for who they are, I have an oath, so I can’t say more.”

That’s all.

Even if he could, he didn't bother to talk.

Ning Yao smiled and said: "Who should be careful? I still don't know."

Hao Su sighed, could it be that any woman in the world, as long as she likes someone, is so unreasonable?

Haosu said: "Putting aside my unreasonable prejudices, his role as a hidden official is indeed surprising. It is not easy."

Ning Yao said: "I'm not surprised."

Hao Su choked for words.

Ji Qing secretly smiled. Ning Yao and young Yin Guan seemed to have completely opposite personalities. How did they get together?

Hao Su smiled and said: "In those years at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in comparison, whether compared to Xiao Xun or Chen Ping'an, I, as a criminal officer, was the most idle, but when this time came, I wanted to settle matters with my enemies. To settle the old scores, as long as there is still a chance in the future, I can serve the Ascension City with swords purely as a sword cultivator. It is my duty to do so."

Ning Yao clasped his fists in thanks.

Haosu said goodbye and left. He opened the night and left the night ship with his heir and maid. After preparing to settle the two people around him, he was alone and quietly rushed to the Middle-earth Divine Continent. As for the blessed land of hundreds of flowers, I won’t go there. It’s useless to miss it. It’s better not to see it than to see it.

After leaving the night boat, the sea was vast and unknown. Haosu looked at the night stars and found a direction. When he was riding the wind, Haosu and his direct disciple reminded him: "Du Shanyin, remember that promise and learn swordsmanship. You must Kill all the flower-picking thieves in the world. If you break the contract, you will still die even if I can't ask the sword myself."

Du Shanyin was a little distracted before, and was horrified when he heard this, and said respectfully: "Master, this disciple will definitely keep his promise. When he reaches the Ascension Realm in this life, it will be the day when the flower pickers on the mountain will be extinct."

I don’t know what the connection between Master and the Hundred Flowers Paradise is, which makes Master hate the flower-picking thieves on the mountain so much.

Hao Su nodded, "With Ji Qing staying by your side, even if you want to start a sect in the future, it won't be difficult. But in the future, when you have your own mountain, don't hang my portrait in the ancestral hall. Just treat it as your own." He is a Shanze wild cultivator. He has no masters. Du Shanyin is the founder. But when you encounter difficulties, as long as I can draw the sword, I promise to help you draw the sword three times. I left a secret letter to Ji Qing. When you are in trouble In times of desperation, there is an escape route, so remember not to read the letter in advance."

Haosu raised his head and glanced at the sky.

When I was a young man, I was so arrogant and domineering. Xiang Xiu is sweet and indifferent, but deeply cares about Hao Su.

I feel that yesterday was right and now is wrong. I have seen the full moon several times.

Du Shanyin has a cautious temperament, and he will never ask more than is appropriate. On Hao Su's side, he is far less casual than the maid Ji Qing.

Ji Qing asked curiously: "Master, don't we really go to the Baihua Paradise to see it?"

After all, she still hopes to stay with the prison officer for a few more days. In fact, her impression of Du Shanyin is very average.

Hao Su shook his head and said, "I won't go. From now on, you and Du Shanyin can travel there by yourself."

Ji Qing was a little confused and hesitated to speak.

Haosu said: "Don't ask too much."

Ji Qing smiled.

In fact, what Hao Su can't forget is not the Flower Goddess from the Paradise of Flowers. She just looks like a girl from her hometown. After Haosu used his sword to kill a monk in the upper fifth realm, he fled far away. By chance, he escaped to the Paradise of Hundred Flowers, where he had a quiet time to recuperate and practice swordsmanship for several years.

Before he ascended from the blessed land of his hometown to the vast world, he actually made a promise with a woman that he would definitely go back to find her.

At that time, Haosu was so full of ambition that he regarded the matter of "ascension" that only existed in ancient books as a treasure, and vowed to open up an immortal road to heaven for all living beings in his hometown and the world.

Hao Su is the one who opens up new paths for future generations.

I just didn't expect that just because of his "ascension", he would attract the covetousness of all the major sects in the world, which would eventually lead to the collapse of the blessed land, the destruction of mountains and rivers, and the destruction of all living beings.

When we look back when we are far away, we will see no old friends from our hometown thousands of miles away.

That's why the executioner of the Sword Qi Great Wall doesn't like any owner of the blessed land, but the person the man really hates the most is Hao Su and himself.

Over in Lingxi City, Ning Yao broke the ferry ban because the executioner then drew his sword and left. She was worried that Chen Ping'an mistakenly thought that she had a conflict with the executioner, so she greeted the city owner, Mrs. Li, and slashed the night boat with her sword. Then he took Pei Qian and the others to another city.

Ning Yao smiled and asked: "Xiaomili, do you remember how many swords I handed out?"

Xiaomi Li thought about it seriously, "I can't remember, it doesn't seem like much."

Ning Yao smiled and said, "That's good."

Pei Qian, carrying a large basket on his back, breathed a sigh of relief and silently recorded another merit for Xiaomi Li in his account book.

Xiaomi Li lamented, and while poking the road with a hiking stick, he scratched his face and said pitifully: "Although the good mountain master is busy with business, he must feel that every day is like a year. Think about it, it is very pitiful. "

The white-haired boy slapped his forehead and wiped his face with his palms. This small grain of rice was really not in vain as the guardian of Luolu Mountain.

Pei Qian asked: "Master, will the sword cultivators over at Feisheng City miss Master?"

Ning Yao smiled and nodded, "Yes."

Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, "Do you have a good impression?"

Ning Yao nodded, "Old people and young people all have a bad impression of him. Of course, there must be some bad ones, but the number is very small."

Especially the younger generation of sword cultivators, Qi practitioners and martial artists in Feisheng City.

What do you think of the Yinguan who stayed alone on the top of the city?

Fortunately, we are one of our own.

Pei Qian smiled and said: "Then I will travel around the world over there."

Ning Yao thought for a while, what's the truth?

In the covered bridge of Lingxi City, a boy with antlers in his sleeves asked softly: "Master really wants to step down from the position of city lord? Who should he give it to? Over the years, the master has been passing by on ferries, but he has never chosen a suitable candidate. There are monks stationed in the city, but the master looks down upon them, and we have no contact beyond the ferry."

Mrs. Li smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let that Xiancha become the city lord."

The boy with antlers stretched out a finger and rubbed his temples. Just thinking about that old boatman would make him irritable.

Many years ago, Xiancha was sailing across the sea and accidentally encountered a night ship. Lu Chen was not around that time, but he still insisted on boarding the ship again. He said that he must see Mrs. Li and thank her in person. He was clueless, Lingxi City Without opening the door, the Xiancha went around in circles, bumping into each other among the major cities in the night ship. Here he was rejected, and there was a rejection there. Every once in a while, the old boatman couldn't help but curse. After scolding, you will be beaten. After being beaten, you will run away. After you run, you will scold again. After you are beaten, you will scold again.

Old Zhouzi spent a hundred years, still hanging on there, and had to go to Lingxi City before he would get off the boat. Judging from the situation, as long as he didn't enter Lingxi City for a day, Xiancha could continue to wander on the night boat.

In the end, the master couldn't stand it anymore, so he got the instructions from the captain of the ship. The latter didn't want Xiancha to stay too long on the night boat, because he might be missed too much by Master Bai Yujingsan. Once Lu Chen was separated from the world, , took the opportunity to master all the mysteries of the Ferry Road, maybe by accident, the night boat left Haoran and drifted to the Qingming world. What can't Lu Chen do? It can even be said that this Headmaster Bai Yujing San only likes to do things that no one in the world can do.

Mrs. Li just met Xiancha. She never thought that this old Zhouzi was really crazy. He had been fighting for more than a hundred years just to thank her and say that Mrs. Li had a poem written by him. The best in the world, the best, Su Zi and Liu Qi, they all write nonsense, but when I encounter Mrs. Li's poem about flowers, I have to stand aside...

It turns out that Mrs. Li once wrote a poem in praise of osmanthus, but she was just comparing herself to osmanthus.

Since she is the best among flowers, Mei Ding is jealous of Ju and should be ashamed...

As a result, it was "appointed" by the Xiancha as the number one ci in the world.

After thanking him, Xiancha was sent out of the country by the captain Master Zhang. Master Zhang smiled and reminded him not to come again in the future, as he was not welcome on night sailing ships.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhouzi sighed, "It's a waste of time, and I won't even be invited."

The thought of Xiancha made him feel bad. The boy with antlers quickly changed the subject and said, "That female martial artist who doesn't talk much has outstanding eyes."

Mrs. Li was absent-minded, nodded and said casually: "Since a person's eyes can hold the sun and the moon, there is no room for the monks on the mountain and the ordinary people at the foot of the mountain."

The master is sad, and the boy with antlers is just as sad.

The master finally settled in a foreign land called Lin'an in ancient times, but he never wrote any poems about that beautiful place.

Yi'an, Jian'an, Lin'an, Qizhou, Qingzhou, and Hangzhou.

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There are constant visitors here at the Merit Forest of the Confucian Temple, but they stay for a while and just chat with the Literary Saint for a few words.

Liu Qi and his friend Cao Zu, the monk Mingzhuang of Xuankong Temple, Huaiyin of Feixian Palace, a pair of Taoist couples in Tianyu Cave, Liu Shang of Fuyao Island...

Four of the Five Mountain Monarchs from the Middle Earth have arrived. Everyone came except the great god Suishan.

The five water lords from the five lakes came hand in hand, including Li Yehou of Jiaoyue Lake, who brought his maid Huang Juan and his retinue to Qingqing. He was a heroic spirit who had never been a martial artist.

Li Yehou brought a few pots of his own wine to the old scholar. It seemed that he was very familiar with the old scholar, and he laughed and laughed freely.

Every time the old scholar receives visitors, he always takes Chen Pingan with him.

Jun Qian is lazy, and she is not suitable for doing this kind of thing. Meng Hulu stands there without talking, which can easily give the guests the feeling of being hot on the face but cold on the butt.

But it's different when you lead a closed disciple. He treats people with impeccable manners, smiles when he should, and speaks when he should. Cooperating with him as a gentleman is perfect.

The gift from Jiuyi Mountain is a pot of thousand-year-old calamus that has been condensed by water. It is green and dripping. Some of the leaves have water droplets condensed and are crumbling. The tiger smiled and said that when the water drips, he will use ancient inkstones and pens to clean the study room. Just collect water and use it to refine water elixirs or

The old scholar laughed it off and handed it over to Chen Ping'an. He muttered to his disciples that there were actually several pots of three-thousand-year-old calamus in Mount Jiuyi, and the water droplets they produced were so impressive that they must be as big as a fist. Chen Ping'an said that he couldn't believe Mr.'s hearsay. According to the records in the book, water droplets were at most the size of copper coins.

I heard that the God of Jiuyi Mountain was trembling with fear, worried that the master and apprentice would go to their own mountain to catch the autumn wind tomorrow.

There was also a copybook from a gentleman from Hu. It was written on water-textured rice paper with the words "Drunken as Ru", and there were insects swimming in it, as fine as silk threads. The copybook was filled with the smell of alcohol and was fragrant.

The insect that was kept in this precious copybook, according to ancient books, there is an insect in the southern water called wine mud. It lives in the water, gets drunk when it comes out of the water, and can vomit wine and fermented rice. If it is small, the bowl will be filled, and if it is often filled, the tank will be full. . This thing is magical and extremely difficult to catch. Only by placing a pot of fine wine in the water, using the wine as bait and the pot as a fish basket, can you have a hundred and one chances. It is even more difficult to raise and has many rules.

A valuable copybook was placed on the table, and everyone admired it. As a result, the old scholar asked how much it was worth.

The question made the Lake Lord feel a headache.

However, the old scholar also expressed some feelings here. He had already prepared copybooks and couplets. If a guest came, he would give one as a return gift.

In addition, Chen Ping'an is very familiar with the customs and customs of the Middle-earth Divine Continent. He knows every treasure and speaks to the visitors. As a junior, he has nothing to give but sincerity.

Chen Ping'an could see that every guest who received a gift from his husband was an unexpected surprise.

There are two levels of surprise. The first is the importance of etiquette. After all, the copybooks and couplets are all genuine handwritings of saints from the Confucian Temple, especially my husband. The holy characters are written before them, so how can they not be heavy in weight? Moreover, the old scholar wrote every word with such seriousness that the maid Huang Juan took the initiative to help the master take the copybook from Lake Lord Li Yehou's side. As a result, she stumbled and almost dropped the copybook in her hand. It was Chen Pingan who immediately bent down to catch the copybook, and then handed it to the ten-level martial artist named Zha Qing with a smile.

Moreover, it seems that all the guests who came to Gongdelin probably didn't expect that this old scholar could really return the gift.

The female tiger of Yanzhi Mountain is named Zhu Yuxian, and her Taoist name is Wei Cai.

When she came, she brought with her a young swordsman from the Shaoyuan Dynasty, Zhu Mei. The opportunity is there for the Immortal Family at the level where the two parties have formed a contract.

Zhu Mei reunited with Chen Ping'an after a long absence. She was smiling. She was not unfamiliar at all. She cupped her fists and joked: "My little lady has seen the gentle, courteous and thrifty Lord Yin Guan."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Miss Zhu is serious."

The old scholar stroked his beard and nodded: "What Miss Zhu said is right. The Xianxia Zhu family has given birth to Miss Zhu, which is really a blessing to our ancestors."

Chen Pingan put out his paper and pen, and the old scholar wrote an impromptu poem about the Xianxia Ancient Road and gave it to Zhu Mei.

As a congratulatory gift from Yanzhi Mountain, Zhu Yuxian, the only female tiger in China, took out a long bamboo box filled with twelve boxes of rare rouge and gouache.

She also took out an origami swallow in black clothes, which embodies the strong cultural destiny and the aura of mountains and rivers. It can be placed on the roof beam of the house or behind the plaque. It is equivalent to having an extra incense lover in the home. However, there is one requirement, that is, the ancestral house where the origami swallows are placed must be close to a mountain. There must be a mountain within a hundred miles, preferably an orthodox mountain in that country. It cannot be the kind of house that is located in a plain area or by a large river. Abandon.

After all, there are only a few people who come to Gongdelin to celebrate the restoration of the old scholar to the Confucian Temple. More monks have already left the Confucian Temple grounds one after another.

For example, after the meeting was over, the Mo family's Juzi was already on his way to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, with the ranger Xu Ruo following him.

When Xu Ruo mentioned the young hermit official, the dull-looking Mo family Juzi shook his head without saying a word, obviously unwilling to talk more about this person.

Xu Ruo knew the reason, it was Gu Can. Because this powerful son of the Mohist family beside him once killed his legitimate son and killed his relatives for the sake of justice.

Therefore, if nothing unexpected happens, Chen Ping'an, who does not kill Gu Can, will always have a close relationship with the Mo family in the future.

Guo Outing from Tieshu Mountain, Cong Qian, the female fairy from Liuxia Continent, and others had already started their journey without even returning to the sect first.

As for the monarchs and national advisors of the major dynasties, there is no need to rush to the wild battlefields. They can go back to mobilize troops and generals, call on the monks on the mountain, and temporarily build ferries suitable for cross-continental travel... It is all a matter of course.

Before Master Huolong rushed to the barbaric world, he visited the Gongdelin Forest, where he and the old scholar called themselves brothers. They talked happily and encouraged each other to drink. They both drank until they were drunk with rosy faces.

Master Huolong stood up unsteadily and pulled Chen Pingan alone. The two walked side by side. The old master burped from wine and said with a smile: "It is right to become famous as early as possible. It is a good thing. Good things in the world can only happen if they are not." , this requires you to pay more attention to yourself. The principles of others and the experience of old people are not as reliable as if you think more about it yourself."

Chen Pingan nodded, "Junior will pay attention."

Master Huolong took out two sets of Xiping Stone Scripture manuscripts from his sleeves.

Chen Ping'an was impressed by what he saw. He was still young and ignorant when it came to doing business.

Master Huolong handed two sets of Xiping manuscripts to Chen Pingan and said with a smile: "One set, you can give it to the peak yourself when you get to Paidi Peak. The other set was bought by Pindao for you. Boy, since we are doing business, It’s not possible to be so thin-skinned.”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I've learned a lesson."

Master Huolong said softly: "The world has only been peaceful for a few years, but there has been another turmoil. Pindao has just received some news. An emperor of a dynasty was attacked on his own ferry. Everyone including the imperial master and the ministers were slightly injured. , the two assassins were dead men, destined to be another unresolved case on the mountain with no beginning or end. Civil strife broke out in Tianyu Cave, and Feng Xuetao’s former sect leader of Qinggong Mountain who had been in seclusion died suddenly. Shao Yuan Chao Pu, the former national master of the dynasty, had a lot of trouble on that hilltop as his base in other continents and suffered heavy casualties. The ancestors of the dynasty were killed inexplicably and left. Baihua Blessed Land and Mrs. Dandan's On the other side, she was the most dangerous plotter. Don't look at Qingzhong, the mother-in-law. She is easy to talk to us, has good skills, and has a great sense of smell. On the other hand, she acted fiercely, and she killed everyone in the open and in the dark. Clean.”

Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and kept silent, doing calculations in his head.

These disturbances, large and small, happened near the Confucian Temple.

It was obviously a show of force against the Confucian Temple by Manhuang Tianxia and Tuoyue Mountain. It seemed like a few meaningless battles of will, and those chess pieces that were originally deeply buried were consumed in vain, but in fact it was not that simple.

Master Huolong patted Chen Ping'an on the shoulder and suddenly said: "Cherish your life and don't be afraid of death, survive without sacrificing integrity, don't show off the courage of an ordinary man on weekdays, and kill thousands of people at critical times. This is a man."

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't dare to take it seriously."

The old man glared and said, "Is Pindao talking about you?"

Chen Pingan said: "I have admired the ancient chivalrous spirit of Zhenren for many years, but the younger generation has never been able to imitate it."

The old man slapped the young man on the head and laughed and said, "You bastard."

The old scholar shouted angrily from a distance: "Mani mani?!"

Chen Pingan asked: "Where are Mr. Yu and young Yuan Zhou?"

The old master smiled and said: "So Pindao will help Xuanmi protect the Tao. You can't just take advantage."

After Master Huolong left, Chen Pingan returned to his husband.

"I'm going to tell you something harsh and unpleasant. Except for the old man and Li Sheng, no one in the entire world should feel that the sky will fall if they don't have you."

The old scholar said: "So you can wait until you have enough energy to kill the big thieves and bandits."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I understand."

Later, the wife of the cave owner of Chanjuan Cave in Zhongtu also came to visit Wen Sheng. She was a woman with permanent color and a girl-like appearance.

Next to him is a temple blessing girl named Shen Xi, holding a peach blossom fan with a bright moon painted on it and bamboo branches written on it.

This time, the old scholar happened to pull him in. The latter was confused and didn't know what his husband's intention was.

When Mrs. Junxiu, the owner of the cave, was talking to Mr. Wen Sheng, the temple girl looked at Mr. Zuo, whom she had not seen for a hundred years.

At first, he saw the girl's inquiring eyes and nodded and smiled. Once and twice, he turned a blind eye.

Since this Miao Zhu girl, whose name I can’t remember, has missed Cui Chan for many years, why didn’t she go to Aquarius Island to meet him for more than a hundred years?

Chen Chunhua, the contemporary head of the Chen family in Nanbosuzhou, not only visited the literary sage, but also had conversations with Chen Ping'an, including Liu Xianyang, who had traveled far away to study.

Old Master Fu Sheng still came to Chen Ping'an to talk about Liu Qingfeng in the Aquarius Continent Lion Park.

In addition, Yang Qingying, the national counselor of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, took this opportunity to chat with Chen Pingan about some business matters.

As for Pei Axiang of Leigong Temple, his female disciple Liu Suiyu, and an old martial artist named Wang Fusu, they all came to Chen Ping'an. Pei Axiang came to be Pei'an with Chen Ping'an because of Pei Qian. Master Qian met once and the two parties made an agreement. From now on, the disciples of Lei Gong Temple and Luo Po Shan can have frequent exchanges with each other to learn about boxing and hone their martial arts.

As for Wang Fusu, he initially planned to have a fistfight with the young Yinguan, but he caught a glimpse of the man sitting at the table with a book in one hand. After thinking about it, he decided not to do it.

Not in a hurry. Besides, if I take advantage of my age to bully a young man who has only been practicing boxing for a few years, it would be shameful for him to win.

Liu Caishen from Aaizhou came to visit with his wife and children. Without saying a word, he took out a lot of gifts from the things nearby and piled them up on the stone table.

Not subtle enough? Will it look bad in appearance? There is nothing ugly about money.

And when they left, the richest couple in the world seemed to have forgotten to take away that inconspicuous thing.

Liu Youzhou saw the young hidden official with a bright smile and called him by his name.

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, then stood up and clasped his fists, thanking the three members of the family. Chen Pingan said with a solemn expression: "I thank the Liu family for the Great Wall of Sword Qi. If I have any errands in the future, as long as Feijian sends a message to Luo Lo Mountain, Chen Pingan will be there immediately." Rush to Aaizhou."

There is an Ape Trap Mansion in Xuanxuan Mountain, which is the Great Wall of Sword Qi given by Liu family on his own initiative.

Not only that, many of the properties, money and things hidden in the upside-down mountain were also handed over to the summer palace.

Liu Jubao stood up, smiled and clasped his fists in return: "Your Majesty Yin Guan, you are serious. Liu will not act like this. Some things are not business. I just hope that when Yin Guan passes by Aaizhou in the future, he will definitely visit our home."

Then Chen Pingan said something that surprised both the old scholar and Liu Jubao.

"Can I, this junior, ask for an anonymous guest from the Liu family?"

Liu Jubao was stunned for a moment, without any nonsense, he laughed heartily and said: "Then it's settled!"

He glanced around at his junior brother.

Know why.

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there are two sword immortals from Aai Aizhou, Li Ding and Zhang Shao. He was very unhappy with his hometown, but in the end, he still died as a swordsman in Aaizhou.

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, many of the founders and masters who could come have come. After all, unlike other great monks, they are considered "official" and they all need to act according to the wishes of the Confucian Temple.

The two ancestors of the military family were the first to visit. Xu Bai stood beside Patriarch Jiang, looking at the woman in red in the distance.

Mr. Fan, the founder of the merchant, was the last one to visit. He chatted with Chen Pingan more than reminiscing with the old scholar. Among them, he talked about the Caique Mansion robe in Luzhou, Beiju. After hearing Mr. Fan say that he wanted to "shamelessly take a share of the pie," Chen Ping'an certainly welcomed the offer and offered 30% of it. I plan to take out 20% myself, and then discuss with Caique Mansion Sun Qing and Wu Yu to try to get them to be willing to share 10%.

The old scholar felt that Mr. Fan should be rich.

Those contemporary family heads of the Saint Mansion, as well as several family heads including the Yunlin Jiang family of Aquarius Continent, also came to Gongde Forest.

In fact, the old scholar originally planned to talk less, but he always annoyed people with his own reasoning, once or twice, but fortunately, if he talked too much, he would easily annoy people.

But facing those descendants of the Saint's Mansion, the old scholar couldn't hold back after all, and chatted with them each in his own voice. Of course, there were praises, and there were a lot of them. He did a good job, so why should he be stingy about this. He was also very rude and scolded the two of them. As for whether they listen or not, it doesn’t matter to what extent they can truly listen.

It only took two days to entertain guests like this.

Finally, we had a rare moment of peace. There was a pavilion underneath a towering ancient tree, with a chessboard carved on the stone table inside.

Li Baoping was playing chess with his uncle Junqian, while Zuo Zuo and Li Huai were watching the game. The little elf was sitting on the bench reading a book. The master was playing chess and couldn't understand it, but he knew all the words in the book.

The old scholar took Chen Ping'an for a walk outside the pavilion and said with a smile: "Welcoming people and sending them off is very troublesome, but don't find it troublesome. It's full of knowledge. Prick up your ears and listen carefully to what others say before you think about it. When you think about what is hidden in the other person’s words, especially why the other person said a certain sentence, think more about it, that is knowledge..."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "We're at the door, we're at our own door."

The old scholar nodded, "It seems unnecessary to tell you this. Well, the business of your wine shop is very good. Scholars can compete with businessmen for money and still make money. How can you be someone who is afraid of trouble?" You have been a person who is not afraid of trouble since you were a child... By the way, next time you open the door and go to Wucai Tianxia, ​​don't close that small wine shop. It doesn't matter whether the business is good or bad."

There is an unspoken saying, a child from a poor family will be the head of the family early, maybe because of the world and life, that child, and later the young man, will not be afraid of trouble.

Chen Pingan nodded, and then said with a smile: "I am just the second shopkeeper, and the top shopkeeper is Miss Diezhang."

Then I chatted with my husband about Diezhang and the Confucian gentleman.

The old scholar listened attentively and became more energetic when talking about this. After all, my own family background is so weird. If this closed disciple hadn't come up with something new, then he would have been a bachelor.

Back inside the pavilion, the old scholar put his hands behind his back and walked around in circles, occasionally helping Jun Qian with pointers.

Chen Ping'an sat with the little elf. For some reason, this little guy who was his nephew in terms of seniority seemed a little nervous.

Senior Brother Jun Qian's first disciple, his real name is Zheng You. He is just a monk of the demon clan. The real name is very important, so Zheng You, at the reminder of his master, just named himself Zheng Youqian, saying that it was that In the secret book of the Immortal family that originally set me on the path of spiritual practice, according to the preface, all knowledge comes from the Qian hexagram, and the immortal master who compiled the book is named Zheng. Since he has learned the magic from the Immortal Family, he has inherited the kindness of the Immortal Master and received the protection and blessing from that senior, so the little spirit solemnly named himself Zheng You.

Besides, let’s not talk about the real name, just the pseudonym that he uses to travel around the world. It sounds so good and he is really rich.

As long as I have money in the future, I must go back to my hometown and build a tombstone for the immortal master named Zheng.

Chen Ping'an heard from Senior Brother Jun Qian that this little guy likes to read and write, but he still has a bad temper.

Zheng Youqian came from the blessed land of immortality in Tongyezhou. In that blessed land, if a Qi practitioner formed a golden elixir, he could "transcend into heaven" and it once belonged to a lower-class blessed land that was typically poorly managed by the "Shangzong Immortal Class". Because the sect has insufficient foundation, it is really powerless to upgrade the Ascension Blessed Land to a mid-level rank. Once it is done reluctantly, it will easily bring down the sect and make it a wedding dress for others.

Zheng Yougan said in a trembling voice: "Master Yin Guan."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Just call me junior uncle."

Zheng Youqian clenched his hands into fists, his palms full of sweat. He nodded with a sullen face and said, "Okay, Junior Uncle Yin Guan."

Chen Pingan became more and more strange and a little worried, so he immediately asked in his heart, "Senior Brother Jun Qian, is it because I bear the true name of the great demon, so Zheng Yougan is afraid of me?"

Liu Shiliu shook his head and smiled: "No, you have restrained yourself well now. With Zheng Youqian's current cultivation level, you can't even notice it. It's just that this child is naturally timid. I took him to travel around the wild world and heard about it there. There are many stories about you, such as Nan Shou Chen and Bei Yin Guan, who uses his sword insidiously and kills monsters like a fool. As long as he catches a monster monk, he will either chop him on the head or cut him off in the middle. What else do you like most on the battlefield? Eaten your opponent alive... As soon as Zheng Youqian heard that you were the hidden official, and finally saw the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall, he became even more afraid of you. He said that he admired you as a junior uncle, but he actually met you. , that’s what it looks like. It’s almost how you… feel when you see me.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of Senior Brother Zuo."

Hearing Liu Shiliu's inner voice, he nodded and said, "Thanks to my husband's presence, you are indeed never afraid of me."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Senior Brother Jun Qian, it's not suitable anymore."

Liu Shiliu said with a smile: "I didn't complain to your husband."

Chen Ping'an turned around and said: "Come on, my junior uncle doesn't have a particularly suitable greeting gift at the moment. I'll make up for it later."

Zheng Yougan lowered his head, waved his hands vigorously and said, "No, no, no."

When we arrived at the Confucian Temple, we were placed in an Xianjia inn by our master. It was noisy because of the rumors about this little uncle.

The green-robed swordsman beats anyone he sees, he is fierce in fights and has a bad temper.

My uncle's temper is, honestly speaking, almost like a firecracker.

If they don't agree with each other, they will take a big basket full of firecrackers and throw them on the person's head. Who can bear it?

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Again, did you hear some false rumors about my junior uncle outside?"

After the little guy lowered his head, he didn't raise it again. He just turned his head quickly and wiped the sweat.

At this moment, when I heard the question from my junior uncle, he smiled with embarrassment. He definitely couldn't lie, but if he didn't lie, why don't he just say it? He scratched his head and wiped the sweat.

Zuo Zuo smiled and said: "This uncle is very majestic."

The old scholar slapped his left and right heads, "You are a true gentleman watching chess without saying anything. No wonder you only have the title of sage. Look at how old Li Huai is. You are already a sage!"

If Li Huai was struck by lightning, he felt like disaster was falling from the sky, "What?!"

The old scholar laughed and said: "Look at my memory, I even forgot to tell you, Li Huai, you are now a Confucian sage. Don't worry, we of the literary sage lineage have no reason to go through the back door, this is the Confucian Temple Several sect leaders, as well as several academy ministers and ministers, will come up with the results of the discussion together. If you keep up your efforts and strive for two years, you will become a gentleman. When Master Zuo sees you in the future, he will not be allowed to ask you for advice? "

Li Huai was so anxious that he was sweating, scratching his ears and cheeks and said, "That's impossible!"

Nodding around, this kid is very modest. As for academic achievements, as long as you have this mentality, there is no need to worry.

Li Huai said hurriedly: "Master Patriarch, the Confucian Temple can't act like this. Baoping isn't even a sage, so why should I be?"

The old scholar smiled and said: "You have made great contributions."

No longer caring about any bullshit credit, Li Huai blurted out: "Then I don't want any credit and ask the Confucian Temple not to give me any wise men, okay? Grandpa, please help me, or I will hide." I won’t leave here at Gongdelin.”

The old scholar looked surprised and said: "Li Huai, it's okay. He is young and has great ambitions. Are you planning to go to the Confucian Temple to find a gentleman directly? No problem, that's how I felt from the beginning. Give it to a wise man. If you are petty, give it to a gentleman. , I think so."

Li Huai was about to go crazy. He subconsciously turned to look at Chen Pingan, "What should we do?!"

I'll study hard, what will a wise man do to me? Now that we have to go back to Cliff Academy, we have to live in a vat of saliva every day?

Li Huai is not stupid. There are only a few Confucian orthodox academies in such a big Aquarius Island, so how many sages can there be?

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "What should I do? What else can I do? I have become a wise man and I can't give it up, so I just hide and study hard. If you really want to worry about something, just discuss it with the Confucian Temple and the Academy and help I would like to remind those at Shanya Academy that, except for a few principals and deputy mountain chiefs, this matter should not be spread outside. The Confucian Temple would not agree to it if it was given to a sage and then taken back. You think it is child's play. But it is not difficult to keep it secret for you in the academy. .”

Li Huai thought about it and it made sense.

Hey, I won’t be a big star and be laughed at. It seems that I can still get the title of sage for free. Just show off to Pei Qian, the leader of the alliance in private. Maybe I, the little helmsman who has been in the chair for many years, can be promoted. .

It seems to be a good thing.

Liu Shiliu smiled.

It seems that this little junior brother is really good at dealing with the trivial matters in people's hearts.

Liu Shiliu glanced around.

The left and right people were too lazy to pay attention. If Chen Ping'an couldn't solve this trivial matter, what would he be like?

Do you still have the nerve to be someone else’s junior master?

Li Huai looked at Chen Ping'an and thought it was a pity that he did not regard him as his brother-in-law.

Chen Ping'an guessed Li Huai's thoughts and cursed: "Get out."

Zheng Yougan looked at his master pitifully, respecting his junior uncle, but his temper was really bad. Sitting here, he felt weak and lacked courage.

In the dusk that day, Chen Ping'an was alone, sitting on the steps with sleeves, watching the wind blowing the fallen leaves on the ground.

Because I am alone, my thoughts are a little confused.

The world is like this, what you want, what you can do, what you should do.

Self-discipline, self-examination, self-seeking, freedom.

Read more ancient books to broaden your horizons, and meddle less to nourish your spirit.

Those accidents in life are like a sudden heavy rain. The strong have umbrellas in their hands, while the weak have nothing.

The strong man walks with an umbrella. To protect the world from wind and rain, even for a moment.

Li Huai came here secretly, sat next to Chen Ping'an, and handed out two slightly wrinkled booklets, which were not thick.

Chen Pingan opened it and saw that it was filled with questions recorded by Li Huai, including large and small reading and scholarship problems. Some were smeared away, more remained.

Li Huai felt a little embarrassed and whispered: "I would ask my friends and master many questions. Some of them understood it after being told, and some still didn't understand after hearing the answer. They were embarrassed to ask over and over again, and were afraid of forgetting, so they just I wrote it above. At first I thought I would see you soon, but I didn’t expect it would take so long for me to meet you. I already have two books.”

Chen Pingan put it in his sleeve, "I'll take it first, read it slowly, and give some of my answers. They may not all be correct. I'll return it to you later along with the talisman book."

Li Huai became anxious and blushed, "No, just flip through and read whatever you want. Chen Ping'an, don't be so serious."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You don't write this casually."

Li Huai said helplessly: "How much knowledge do we have? Can we be the same? I'm really bad at reading. Isn't it a trivial matter for you to just take a look at the questions that I can't understand?"

If it weren't for Chen Ping'an, Li Huai would have kept these two booklets.

Chen Pingan patted Li Huai on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I've met your brother-in-law. He's a nice guy."

Li Huai grinned, "He is my brother-in-law after all."

In the night, the old scholar took three students and drank some wine together. The night breeze was cool and the people's hearts were warm.

Look left and right into the distance.

Cao Ci, dressed in white, holds a bamboo yellow sword scabbard.

I came to Gongdelin alone and visited Chen Pingan.

The old scholar pinched his chin, "If we want to fight, it will be difficult."

If Pei Cup comes, it won't be a problem at all.

The old scholar will use his special skills to convince people with reason and virtue. Scholars only argue and never do anything, not to mention that the other party is a woman.

The left and right said: "Since it's not Pei Bei, if you are asked about punching, you can fight by yourself."

Chen Pingan nodded, "I'll go alone."

Chen Pingan took off his sword from his back, put it on the table, and went to see Cao Ci.

The two young men from the Great Wall of Sword Qi finally reunited tonight after three fights. They had been separated for many years and went their separate ways.

The martial arts in the world are divided into half and half, Cao Tzu is a guest in white clothes and green clothes.