Sword of Coming

The three of them left, leaving only Chen Ping'an, an outsider from the Shanhai Sect, sitting alone on the edge of the cliff looking into the distance.

At the edge of the sea cliff in the human world, you can see the light of mountains and the light of water. The tourists in green shirts carry swords far away, and the breeze and the bright moon are under my control.

In history, the Shanhaizong changed the name of the sect, but only by changing one word, changing river to sea. However, the old monks in the Middle Earth Divine Continent still used to call it Shanhe Sect.

It's a pity that I didn't meet the female ancestor today. It is said that she is a disciple of the sect leader Nalan Xianxiu. Otherwise, there would be a chance to know which senior brother she likes.

Whether he likes Cui Chan or Zuo Zuo, if he likes any senior brother, he seems to have a good taste.

Chen Pingan stood up and waited for the arrival of the night ship. It would take at least a stick of incense to board the ship.

On the edge of the cliff, a man in a green shirt stood alone.

Thinking of Li Sheng's previous words, Chen Ping'an's mind wandered far away, with complicated thoughts rising and falling, like wind ripples across a lake in his heart.

I don’t know how difficult it is to learn the scriptures when I turn over the book, but I often find them easy to read.

I remember that the clump of impatiens in front of Liu Xianyang's house was washed away during a heavy rainstorm, and all the ditches in the town flooded. Chen Pingan felt very sorry. On the contrary, Liu Xianyang, the real owner, was not very sad and said it was gone. It was gone. Gu Can felt the most regretful and distressed. On the way home, he kept complaining about Chen Ping'an, saying that if he had known this, it would be better to move to his place instead of moving there. Maybe the flowers would bloom well now.

Thinking of the round-faced girl in cotton clothes with the pseudonym Yu Qianyue, Chen Ping'an naturally thought of Liu Xianyang's ancestral house. In fact, there was a large ancestral cabinet with exquisite workmanship. It was an old object painted with gold flowers and inlaid on the back wall of the cabinet. There is a picture of a golden laurel tree in bloom, with a full moon hanging from its branches. Chen Ping'an doesn't even know about this kind of thing. How can he make sense? A thousand-mile marriage is tied by a thread? It was destined that Liu Xianyang and Qiangyue would be together even though they were separated by the world? I hope they both get together and get married happily.

Baidicheng Han Qiaose bought an important tool for ghost cultivation at Baofengzhai in Yiaozhou. After Chen Pingan heard about this in Gongdelin at that time, he stopped asking Mr. Xiping about the sale and purchase of Baofengzhai every once in a while. .

And Chen Ping'an's own life can no longer be blocked by a flooded stream.

Chen Pingan suddenly turned his head, very surprised. Did she not go to Tianwai sword training place at all, or had she just returned to Haoran?

The woman in white held a sword with one hand, looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed and another ten thousand years have passed."

Chen Pingan nodded, "It seems that in the blink of an eye, I am five and forty-one years old."

She asked: "Does the master know that this was once a relatively important place where spells fell?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "I don't know. I didn't see it in the summer palace files, and I didn't hear it mentioned by my husband or senior brother at the Confucian Temple."

She and Chen Ping'an roughly told the truth that had been sealed for a long time. The Shanhai Sect was once an ancient battlefield site. It was the final place of the battle between water and fire, so the meaning of Tao was infinite, the magic techniques collapsed and were left in the world, and the charm of Tao was manifested, which was the opportunity for future generations of Qi practitioners to practice in the Immortal Family.

It's just that there aren't many records about this kind of thing in the Confucian Temple, and only the sages who have worshiped it in the past can read it. Therefore, even the Academy Chief may not know.

She smiled and said: "In that colorful world, there will definitely be a cultivator in the future who can naturally defeat Ning Yao. Anyway, it will definitely not be a sword cultivator who will have a dispute with Ning Yao, so Ning Yao should not take it lightly. Don't think Now that she has become an Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator, she can sit back and relax from now on. She will not remain invincible in the colorful world."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is this person one of the greatest blessings in the colorful world? Do the Taoist forces, including Bai Yujing, have the greatest chance of getting this person?"

Even if there is such a person, whether it is Ning Yao, Chen Ping'an, an ascending city, even if they know this secret in advance, they will not make a plan on the mountain that relies on the evolution of yin and yang to deduce the avenue and then eliminate the roots.

She nodded, "From the current point of view, the possibility of the Taoist sect is relatively high. But it is not certain which family the flower will fall into. Humans and gods coexist, and weird things are mixed together. Today's destiny is still unclear. So the other Taoist opportunities, specifically What, it’s hard to say for the time being. It may be that the great avenue of heaven manifests into something, and whoever gets it will be protected by a great avenue in the world. It may also be some kind of geographical advantage, such as a place that Bai Ye and the old scholar failed to discover. The Cave Heaven Paradise can support the monastic growth of a fourteenth-level monk. Anyway, Ning Yao has succeeded in killing the one-eyed man of the upper gods. At least he will have a few hundred years to be able to secure the No. 1 position in the world. A person should be content with her position. During this period, if she is still unable to break through and takes away the title of number one, she can't blame others."

She laughed and said, "That little master, didn't you tell the master this?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "The Li Sheng didn't talk about this, and I didn't dare to ask any more questions."

She said: "You are indeed a young master, not grand."

The term "little master" was first used as a nickname given by Bai Ze to the ceremonial saint.

Only monks who write the old almanac instead of reading the old almanac are qualified to call the ceremonial saint this way.

For example, she was next to Chen Ping'an, who was once one of the five highest in heaven and a sword holder.

Chen Pingan changed the subject, "The armored man was killed by you outside the sky and completely perished. Part of the reason was that there was a new armored man in the ruins of Heaven."

To put it simply, the higher a god is, the more he is a carrot and a pit.

Li Zhen, a close disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain and a former sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, observes.

His natal flying sword was so mysterious over time that Li Zhen was born to be the new Armored One.

In these words, Chen Pingan did not sacrifice a bird in a cage, or even use his heart. He always said what he wanted to say.

She's here.

Who dares to spy on this place?

She hummed, patted the hilt of the sword lightly with her palm, and said, "That's it. The careful support of Guanzhao made my old friend's position unstable. In addition, the previous attack on Haoran and the fierce battle with Li Sheng A fight would affect his combat power. But these are not the real reasons why he was killed by me. His killing power was not as good as mine, but with a defense, he was indeed indestructible and would be injured, even if I hit him with my sword. , the fragments of his golden body are scattered everywhere, and can manifest into rivers of stars in the sky, but it is still difficult to really kill him, unless I keep chasing him for thousands of years, I don't have such patience."

In fact, after a fight, a brand new golden Milky Way did appear in the far distance, spreading for tens of millions of miles.

The implication of her words was that the armor-wearer himself begged for death, and finally voluntarily gave up the prominent divine position and gave it to Li Zhen, or to be precise, to Zhou Mi.

If the sword wielder and the ceremonial saint failed to prevent the armored man from returning home and successfully returned to the ruins of the old heaven, with a careful mind, Li Zhen's end would not be much better.

Chen Pingan asked softly: "Will you be sad if you have to kill the armored man with your own hands?"

The sword wielder and the armored one have fought side by side for thousands of years. As she said, they are old friends.

She shook her head and explained: "Don't be sad, the place where the golden body is is the cage. The golden body of the low-level gods will be disintegrated in the long river of time, and the death of the high-level gods is a kind of remoteness that the Taoists of later generations cannot understand. You can travel freely, both physically and mentally. The pitiful thing about the old gods is that their words, deeds, and even all their thoughts strictly follow the existing context. After a long time, this is actually not a very interesting thing. Just Like the meaning of existence is just for the sake of existence. So the immortality that later generations of qi practitioners tirelessly pursue has become a big cage in our eyes."

Chen Pingan took out the sword-raising gourd, took a sip of wine, and murmured: "Can it be understood that compared to your gods, people can make mistakes and correct them, so morality is a kind of freedom in our hearts? "

She smiled and said: "Being able to think like this is a kind of freedom."

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to speak, she raised her sword and said, "I'm really leaving this time."

The tall figure of the woman in white turned into thousands of snow-white sword lights, scattered in all directions, ignoring the formation restrictions of the Shanhai Sect, and finally condensed her figure at the sky, overlooking the world.

Chen Pingan silently memorized the complicated trajectory of the sword light, then put the sword gourd on his waist, raised his head, and waved goodbye to her.

The next moment, Chen Pingan controlled the sword heart and silently recited the Taoist formula. His body instantly transformed into hundreds of sword lights, like a green lotus blooming on the edge of the cliff, and then spread out to the sea beyond the cliff.

In the end, the sword light hit the great landscape formation, like a person hitting a wall. It swayed, the sword light condensed into a body shape, and fell straight into the sea.

In the distance, in a tall building of Shanhaizong, Nalan Xianxiu, holding a cigarette stick, exhaled a puff of mist and exclaimed: "What an escape method."

She waved her sleeves and opened the formation restrictions. Dressed in a green shirt, he jumped out of the water. Instead of riding the wind and leaving, he stepped on the water and ran wildly.

The night ship appeared in the distance. Chen Pingan touched the water like a dragonfly and jumped on the bow. When his feet landed on the ground, he came to a strange city.

Chen Ping'an stood under the eaves of a roof and stared intently. He found that not far from the downtown thoroughfare, there was a bustle and crowds of people. There seemed to be a ring. There seemed to be two warriors on the platform. They had just signed a life and death certificate with a pen. One of them The strong and heroic man wrote his name in such a way that even he probably didn't recognize it, and then he dropped the pen. The scholar who was responsible for putting away the two certificates of life and death hurriedly picked up the brush on the ground, cursing, A reckless man, a reckless man.

The four Ning Yao people just joined in the fun here, instead of going to the crowd, and watched the martial arts fight in the ring on the second floor of a restaurant not far away.

Ning Yao and Pei Qian were okay, they could just stand at the window, but Xiaomi Li and the white-haired boy could only stick out their two little heads.

When Chen Ping'an appeared in the city, Ning Yao turned his head and looked at the green shirt with a sword on the back.

Chen Pingan waved his hand and motioned for them to just stand where they were and went to find them himself.

Arriving at the second floor of the restaurant, Chen Pingan found that the tables next to Ning Yao's wine table were filled with young handsome men and young masters who claimed to be romantic. They didn't even bother to watch the martial arts competition in the ring. They were chatting and laughing there, talking about famous martial arts figures. The deeds in the world, the drunkard's intention is to talk about those long-famous masters and masters outside the wine. The wandering clouds and wild cranes in the rivers and lakes never forget to take him or his master with him. It's just that they were lucky enough to have a drink together. I was taught by a certain swordsman and a certain divine fist.

Ning Yao turned around and sat back down, Pei Qian smiled and nodded to his master, Xiaomi Li smiled when he saw the good man Mountain Master, and the white-haired boy burst into tears when he saw the Yin Guan Ancestor.

Chen Ping'an originally wanted to sit next to Ning Yao, but Xiao Mi Li gave up his bench. The white-haired boy was a step behind and wiped it back and forth with his sleeves, blowing the dust away with a gentle breath.

Chen Ping'an took the bowl of wine handed over by Pei Qian and asked with a smile: "Where is this?"

Pei Qian whispered: "Taiping City."

Also known as Jiazi City, it is one of the four cities in China.

It is the only place on the night ship where there are no monks. Ordinary Buddhists have been rare for seventy years. It is estimated that any monk who comes to the middle five realms, does not need to be an earthly immortal, as long as he has the cultivation of sea viewing realm, he will be the best in the world here.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Why are you here for shopping?"

Ning Yao said in his heart: "We met the criminal officer Hao Su who came from Rongmao City over there in Lingxi City."

Chen Pingan nodded and saw that there was still a lot of wine in Ning Yao's wine bowl, so he didn't help pour the wine. It didn't matter that Pei Qian was drinking. He was a Jianghu man. Looking at the millet grains, he was also drunk. But Chen Pingan's sight just arrived. There were three hundred taels of millet left. He stretched out his hand to cover the wine bowl and said, "It's water, not wine. I don't know what wine tastes like. It's not good to drink. It's very spicy. Only fools spend money." Buy wine and drink..."

The white-haired boy sitting side by side with Xiao Mili gloated: "Yes, yes, only fools spend money to drink."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You can pay the bill later."

The white-haired boy was so exhausted that he immediately picked up the wine bowl with a flattering look on his face, "Ancestor Yin Guan is a learned man and a wise man. This trip to the Confucian Temple will definitely steal the show and be famous all over the world. I am here to pick up a bowl. "

Chen Pingan shook his head, took a sip of wine, and frowned slightly.

Ning Yao asked: "What's going on? Did you fight with someone?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "We had a few fights, mainly the one with Cao Ci, where I got a little injured."

Pei Qian pricked up his ears.

Chen Ping'an took out the porcelain bottle given by Senior Brother Jun Qian, poured out a pill, put it into his mouth, swallowed it with wine, and said, "Cao Ci is still powerful, I lost."

As soon as Ning Yao heard that he was boxing with Cao Ci, he wasn't too worried about Chen Pingan. The two sides must have fought well-measured, and Chen Pingan didn't have any sluggish expression at the moment. Instead, his boxing intention became more refined, which was a good thing.

Chen Pingan held back his laughter and said to Pei Qian: "Although Master lost, Cao Ci was beaten into a pig's head by Master. It's not a loss."

Pei Qian scratched his head, "Didn't Master say that scolding others, exposing their shortcomings, hitting them and slapping them in the face is a taboo in the world?"

Chen Pingan said: "No matter how polite you are to Cao Ci, we are all old friends."

Pei Qian grinned.

While drinking, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao talked about their respective issues from their hearts.

The white-haired boy took the short winter melon Xiaomi Li to watch the competition in the ring. Xiaomi Li accompanied the short winter melon to stand on tiptoes and lay on the window watching Heng Heng Haha on the other side of the ring, punching and kicking.

Chen Ping'an gave an overview of the meeting at the Confucian Temple, and Ning Yao told the judge Hao Su's reminder.

Ning Yao remembered one last thing, "On the Dajiu Mountain ferry, except for some monks who were willing to stay on the night boat, Master Zhang has already released the ferry and everyone else."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The best practice is to live out your life with a false alarm. So it's your face that matters most. If it were me, the captain would either not show up at all, or even if he showed up, he would still be with me all over the place. Ask for a price and pay back while sitting on the ground.”

Not just any sword cultivator can just use his sword to open a ferry and ban it if nothing happens.

This is the captain of the night boat, the master, paying tribute to the first man in a new world.

Ning Yao said angrily: "It's obviously for the sake of the Lisheng, and it has nothing to do with me."

Chen Ping'an smiled brightly and said: "Indeed, I may be the only one involved in this meeting. It is the ceremonial saint who will personally come forward to both pick up and send off."

Ning Yao smiled and said: "What a great future."

An old master appeared out of thin air at the wine table and asked with a smile: "Can I have a bowl of wine with Mr. Chen and Miss Ning?"

His sudden appearance was as if the guests near the wine table, even the drunkard who had been paying attention to Chen Ping'an, who was an eyesore, were unaware of it, as if they only thought it was natural and natural.

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I've met Captain Zhang. Let's sit down wherever we want."

After Master Zhang sat down, he took out a wine glass from his sleeve. The glass was full of wine, but it turned out to be the Jiuquan glass?

Chen Ping'an asked: "Can you trouble the ship owner to say hello to the two city lords of Chicken Dog City and Baiyan City? I may not go there for the time being. I will definitely pay a visit next time I board the ship."

Master Zhang nodded and said, "No problem."

Chen Ping'an asked again: "Can I open a shop over there in Toutiao City?"

Master Zhang still said politely, "Welcome."

On Osmanthus Island, there is a Guimai courtyard under Chen Ping'an's name. There is also a Yuying Cliff in Chunlu Garden, and a clam shop is also opened.

During this trip to Beiju Luzhou, we may also discuss with Longgong Dongtian about the "lease" of a certain island.

It is the Fushui Island that has not had an owner for many years.

Chen Pingan attaches great importance to that landscape and plans to go there to practice behind closed doors from time to time in his future monastic career.

No matter what, Chen Ping'an hopes to get it in his pocket. Whether he buys it with the money from the gods or his connections, he must give it a try.

Dragon Palace Cave Heaven was divided up by three forces, the Shuilong Sect near the water tower, the Duckweed Sword Lake of Li Cai, the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, and then Shen Lin of the Nanxun Water Palace who was promoted to the Duke of Lingyuan of Dadu and served as the Marquis of Longting. The old Dadu water is right in Li Yuan. During the previous discussion at the Confucian Temple, Dayuan State Master Yang Qing probably took the initiative to visit Gongdelin, so Chen Pingan was actually on the line with everyone except the northern and southern sects of the Shuilong Sect. There are opportunities for leasing Fushui Island, or even buying it outright.

As long as the Shuilong Sect is willing to nod and agree to this matter, Chen Ping'an now has his own means to make money elsewhere with the Shuilong Sect.

It would certainly be better if there was a landing place similar to a ferry on top of this night boat.

In the future, in addition to being a school teacher and fishing, I will also have one more thing to do during my future practice on the mountain, which is to travel on night cruises as many times as possible, because there are many books here and there are more stories from the ancients. If you are lucky enough to go one step further and be able to open a shop directly here, boarding the ship will be more justified. Could it be that you, Shao Baojuan, are only allowed to be the city lord and I am not allowed to open a shop for business?

Master Zhang said, "I have an idea. Mr. Chen, would you like to hear it?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Captain Zhang, tell me."

Master Zhang said: "Mr. Lin'an from Lingxi City wants to give up the position of city lord to Mr. Chen. What do you think?"

Chen Pingan turned to look at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao said: "It has nothing to do with me. When I visited Lingxi City before, I had a good chat with Mrs. Li, but it is unlikely that she would just give away a city like this."

Zhang Fuzi revealed the answer, "It was Xiancha who boarded the ship first and suggested it. Mr. Lin'an thought it was feasible. I respect Mr. Lin'an's intention."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I don't have Shao Baojuan's innate ability to travel in dreams. If I become the lord of Lingxi City, I will only be a careless shopkeeper and let down Mr. Lin'an's trust. I can't see it. In the entry There is a bookstore over there in the city, so I’ll be satisfied.”

Master Zhang smiled and said: "The position of city lord is vacant for now. Anyway, there are two deputy city lords who are in charge of specific affairs. During the years when Mr. Lin'an was the city lord, she didn't care about the general affairs, so Lingxi City ran smoothly."

Chen Ping'an was stunned, "Master Zhang, didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Master Zhang just smiled and raised his glass, drinking alone.

Oh, now you know how to call me Master instead of Captain Zhang with whom you have an unfamiliar relationship?

Master Zhang asked: "You have opened a shop and become the shopkeeper. What kind of business do you plan to open?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Write biographies of characters, and then follow the existing rules of night sailing in the city to buy and sell books."

Master Zhang nodded, "It's feasible. When will we disembark?"

Chen Ping'an said: "It depends on when the night ship docks at the Skeleton Beach."

Master Zhang put away his wine glass and said with a smile: "It will take about an hour to take a slight detour."

Chen Pingan silently calculated in his mind, contacted the place where Ning Yao's sword light appeared previously, and the so-called Guixu Ferry by Li Sheng, and then roughly calculated the sailing speed of the night ship through the distance between Zhongtu Mountain Haizong and Nabeiju Luzhou Skeleton Beach.

Master Zhang stood up to say goodbye, but left a stack of golden talismans to Chen Pingan, but the top was a piece of cyan talisman paper, which was painted with the vast territory of Jiuzhou mountains and rivers, and then there was a tiny golden light in it, saying "Slowly" on top of the talisman paper. "Movement, should it be the whereabouts of night ships on the sea in the vast world? The other golden talismans are regarded as the customs clearance documents for Chen Ping'an to board the ship in the future?

Chen Ping'an stood up, thanked him, and then said goodbye with fists in his hands.

Master Zhang reminded with a smile: "Mr. Chen is a Confucian scholar of the Confucian Temple, but the relationship between the Night Boat and the Confucian Temple has always been very ordinary, so this green talisman should not be near the Confucian Temple, and if possible, do not show it to others easily. As for The method of boarding the ship is very simple. Mr. Chen only needs to crush an 'Extradition Talisman' on the sea, and then collect the golden light that pours spiritual energy into the blue talisman. The night ship will approach and find Mr. Chen. The Extradition Talisman is easy to learn and draw. After using up twelve, Mr. Chen will need to draw the talisman himself."

After Master Zhang left, Ning Yao cast an inquiring gaze.

Chen Ping'an put all the talismans in his sleeves and said: "First strive for a relationship that is neither enemies nor friends, and then have some business contacts to make each other better."

Ning Yao nodded.

Then she wouldn't have to think too much about all the night sailing matters, since he was good at it anyway.

On the other side of the window, the white-haired boy said that he was also a master, and he wanted to fly over there to compete on stage. He had to help Ancestor Yin Guan win the title of invincible fighter in the world, which would be a worthwhile trip. You can aggrieve yourself, just say that he is one of the disciples of Yinguan Patriarch, but he is still the least accomplished one.

Xiaomi Li hugged the white-haired boy hard to prevent her from getting into trouble, and swayed closer to the wine table.

The white-haired boy kicked his legs wildly and screamed incessantly. The little girl in black said it was impossible, and the reputation in the world couldn't come from this.

Chen Pingan did not stop the two of them from making trouble, thinking about the so-called twenty people of the criminal officer.

Haosu himself, Zhengyang Shantian Wan, the immortal Han Yushu of Sanshan Blessed Land, and most likely, someone from the Qionglin Sect.

Since the criminal officer Hao Su came to the night boat, he stayed at Rongmao City for a long time. Then describe the city lord, whose pseudonym is Shao Baojuan. This person may be an alternate member, ready to fill the vacancy at any time.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party is a formal member, one of the twenty, but it is just hidden very deeply. In this way, Shao Baojuan has enough reasons to design himself step by step in Entry City.

The Qionglin Sect has a deep connection with Bai Shang, the Great Sword Immortal of Luzhou, Beiju, who was the direct descendant of Xu Xuan. Because Xu Xuan is the person behind the scenes of Qionglin Sect, Liu Jinglong has reminded him about this matter. Otherwise, with the Jade Pu Realm cultivation of the leader of Qionglin Sect, he would have been displeased with the swordsman and martial artist in his hometown long ago. I learned from the great master and beat him to pieces. How many of the Qi practitioners and pure martial artists in Luzhou, Beiju, are easy to talk to? Often there is no need for a reason to give someone a sack of sap, or to throw a spell at another family's ancestral hall, with swords flying like rain.

There are business stalls as big as Qionglin Sect, up and down the mountain, all over Beiju Luzhou, and even in Aaiaizhou and Aquariuszhou. There are many businesses. Let’s just say that the mansions of the Immortal Family near the top of Tuli Mountain are veritable mountains of gold and silver.

When Qionglin Sect first found Caique Mansion, they offered Caique Mansion excellent conditions over and over again regarding the robe, and they were always very polite. Even though they were rejected by Caique Mansion many times, they didn't seem to give much afterwards. Caique Mansion secretly stumbled. It seems that the drunkard's intention is not only in the wine, but also in Luo Luoshan. Is Qiong Linzong worried about alerting others? Is that why you are so restrained and reserved?

Chen Pingan did not even rule out the possibility that if the master of Qionglin Sect was really one of the twenty people, there might be a second person hiding in the darker parts of the sect.

While Chen Pingan was distracted and thinking about something, he said to Pei Qian: "I will teach you a boxing technique later on. You must learn it carefully. From now on, go to Pushan Cottage and ask Senior Huang Yiyun for boxing skills. You can use this boxing technique."

Pei Qian was a little nervous. After nodding, he secretly took a sip of wine to calm down.

Chen Pingan stood up and said, "Let's go out of the city and find a secluded place to teach boxing."

The white-haired boy rolled his eyes and swaggered to lead the way.

As a result, Xiao Mili hugged me and said, "Check out, don't forget to pay."

The white-haired boy lamented, whispered to Xiaomi Li, and borrowed some scraps of silver.

Xiaomi Li gave the money, and immediately took out the thin charcoal pencils made by the old cook from the book box, then spread out a blank thin book on the table, opened the first page, and started to keep accounts while standing, looking serious and meticulous.

The little girl also has to raise her hand to cover while writing.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the account books that looked like the shop had just opened, and asked with a smile: "You lent me money before, why didn't you keep the accounts?"

Xiao Mi Li didn't even raise his head, just stretched out his hand to scratch his face and said: "Diao Donggua and I are friends in the world. Business transactions must be settled clearly. For example, if I owe money, I will remember it. But I and the good mountain master, Sister Ning and Pei Qian are all family members and don't need to keep accounts."

Pei Qian smiled and shook Xiaomi Li's head.

With such a flicker, the words in the account book were written crookedly. Xiaomi Li stamped her feet in annoyance and reached out to slap Pei Qian's hand away. "Don't rush me, I'm keeping accounts."

The group of people walked out of this city full of rivers and lakes and marketplaces, branched out of the bustling official road, and found a random place, where they found a large persimmon forest with red flowers like fire.

I passed by a lake earlier. The water town was filled with mist, and the fishing boats looked like swimming fish.

The white-haired boy was carrying millet grains and picking up the small red lanterns on the ground. Where the water and soil cannot support people.

Ning Yao leaned against a tree with her arms folded across her chest. This was the first time she watched the master and apprentice teach and learn boxing.

Pei Qian took off the bamboo box and placed it far away. He seemed a little embarrassed, as if he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

Chen Pingan was a little strange and asked with a smile: "What's going on, so nervous?"

In fact, it was his master who should be nervous, and he had to be careful about being knocked down by the founder's disciple again.

Pei Qian took a deep breath and stood solemnly, "Please ask Master to teach me boxing."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Today's boxing teaching is very simple. I will only use one boxing technique to compete with you. As for you, you can attack at will."

As a result, as soon as Chen Ping'an reached out with one palm and raised his fist, Pei Qian took a step back.

Ning Yao felt that this boxing could not be taught today.

Chen Pingan became more and more confused, "Pei Qian?"

Pei Qian lowered his head and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I don't dare to punch."

Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said, "Why, are you worried that your level is too high and your punches are too strong, that you might accidentally injure the master with one punch and kill him half to death with two punches?"

Pei Qian just looked at the ground, shook his head and remained silent.

Chen Ping'an looked at Ning Yao. She shook her head and signaled to find another way and not to force it.

Chen Pingan thought for a moment, then turned to the white-haired boy and shouted, "Come here and help me."

The white-haired boy jumped to his feet and said: "It's me who pays the bill, and it's me who gets beaten up. Ancestor Yin Guan, do you still respect the ethics of the world?!"

Pei Qian raised his head, full of guilt. Chen Pingan smiled and waved his hands, "It doesn't matter, just watch the master's punches carefully."

Ning Yao waved to Pei Qian.

Pei Qian walked over and Ning Yao whispered: "It's okay."

Pei Qian nodded.

Ning Yao saw that there was sweat on her forehead, so he gently helped Pei Qian wipe the sweat.

Pei Qian was a little shy.

The white-haired boy put on a posture that was full of energy, then shook his shoulders, his hands undulating like water, shouted loudly, and then began to move, circling around Chen Pingan, "Ancestor Yin Guan, fists and feet have no eyes. , how offended!"

Chen Pingan stood there, almost giving up the idea of ​​taking action.

Xiao Mi Li squatted in the distance and packed a large bag of persimmons that fell on the ground. He took one bite and didn't taste anything.

The white-haired boy walked around in a circle, jumped up and down, and the golden rooster stood on its own. He poked and poked with both palms and said seriously: "Ancestor Yin Guan, be careful with my mantis fist!"

Chen Pingan's kick directly hit the white-haired boy in the neck. His head tilted and bounced on the ground several times, while his body rolled.

The white-haired boy finally fell to the ground. He waved his hands and said feebly: "No fight, no fight, Xiao Mi Li, remember to write down the money for the medicine. It's only three taels of silver. When we get back to Luo Luo Mountain, I'll follow you." Wei Caishen is going."

Chen Ping'an glared and said, "Be more serious."

The white-haired boy sighed, jumped up, and dusted himself off, "Okay, okay."

The two of them then sparred. The Ascension Realm Transformed Outer Heavenly Demon used some Qing Ming Tianxia Wufu boxing moves, while Chen Ping'an's boxing style was "sophisticated", like a woman's fists and kicks, but it looked "graceful", but in fact it was extremely fast. Sharp.

Pei Qian watched carefully. Not only did she have a photographic memory of the boxing routine and moves, she could also clearly see the traces of her master's boxing intention.

Not only Chen Pingan's moves, but also the white-haired boy's various boxing moves and stances that were well connected were all caught by Pei Qian.

In fact, after Wu Shuangjiang boarded the night ship and reunited with the demon Taoist monk, he secretly helped her open many restrictions. Therefore, the white-haired boy today is equivalent to a walking arsenal and a fairy cave. Wu Shuangjiang knows most of it. She knew at least seven or eight points of some magical powers, swordsmanship and boxing skills. Perhaps among these seven or eight points, she was somewhat lacking in divine will and Taoist charm, but Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian, who were traveling with her, seemed to be enough for the master-disciple pair.

Perhaps this was Wu Shuangjiang's biggest return gift to Luo Luoshan in that transaction.

Wu Shuangjiang deliberately did not tell the truth, naturally he was sure that Chen Ping'an's "nephew dog who ran away after eating" could think of it.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an, who at first only wanted to show Pei Qian his punches, became more and more serious about his punches, and there was a sense of competition.

The white-haired boy screamed and casually handed out a punch, which was the trump card of a certain martial artist in the history of Qingming World.

Pei Qian wrote them down one by one.

Xiaomi was busy eating persimmons, one after another. Suddenly she shrugged her shoulders and shuddered. At first it was just a bit astringent, but now her mouth seemed to be numb.

Ning Yao looked at the green shirt and her punches, and she felt a little regretful that she was not able to witness the boxing competition in the Confucian Temple.

Remember when he was on top of the city, he didn't seem to be able to hit Cao Ci with a single punch?

Nowadays, Chen Pingan's punches are indeed everyone's style.

The reason is very simple, it looks good.

It’s no wonder that all the young martial artists who stayed in the Hidden Han Palace looked down upon A Liang’s boxing skills. Later, when Zheng Dafeng taught him boxing, they didn’t think much of it either. They all said that it was Lord Yin Guan’s boxing style, which was both beautiful and practical. The pure warriors of the Xingguan lineage were born as children, so they are naturally closely related to the Yinguan lineage of this lineage and the Summer Palace. In particular, the group of young warriors with the best qualifications, regardless of gender, admired "the newly appointed hidden official, Shopkeeper Chen" even more.

Ning Yao pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

I wonder what kind of lively scene there will be when he goes to Ascension City in the future.

When Chen Ping'an was away from the ferry, Ning Yao not only chatted with Xiao Mili frequently, but also had a heart-to-heart talk with Pei Qian in private.

Perhaps because he was drinking with his wife, Pei Qian said something that had been hidden in his heart for many years while he was drinking. On Luolu Mountain, Pei Qian never said anything, even to sister Nuanshu and Xiaomili.

For example, she would miss the time when she was a child, when she helped to attract business in Qilong Lane, and would go to school every day. Although she didn't actually learn much, she just skipped classes and was in a daze every day. But later on, when I grow up, I will be very grateful for the good intentions of the master and the old cook. I have attended a private school, and I am surrounded by the sound of reading.

There once was a teacher in a small town school. He probably felt that the black girl was too absent-minded and was so angry that he once asked Pei Qian to call his father.

The carefree little girl just said, "My father is very busy and is away from home." I thought to myself, if you don’t have any knowledge, you might as well teach me as an old cook? Occasionally I will pronounce the wrong words when I memorize a book, but I can't.

When will he return to his hometown?

do not know. The little girl said to herself, I know a hammer. My father’s husband, do you know who he is? I might scare you to death if I say it.

Pei Qian! Standing properly, sitting properly, not standing properly, are you okay? ! Do you know what it means to respect teachers and moral principles?

oh. Pei Qian, who was perfunctory at the time, just felt in his heart that I am the only master who has nothing to do with you. Let’s see what you are capable of. If you have the ability, let’s fight our way out and use a set of crazy swordsmanship to beat you. When I go home and look in the mirror, I don’t know who I am.

But in the end, the old man said something to tell Pei Qian to stop being awkward and apologized anyway.

The teacher at that school said that looking at you, it seems that your family is not from a wealthy family. Your father finally let you come to study instead of helping you with farm work. Although it doesn't cost money to come to class here, he can't abuse you. Your father and mother's expectations, they definitely hope that you can study and read seriously here. Don't talk about anything else, just that you help write Spring Festival couplets for the family, won't your father spend less money?

After that, Pei Qian became more disciplined when he was attending school, and at least he stopped drawing little people in books.

Pei Qian also talked about Grandpa Cui that night when he and his wife were sitting on the roof watching the moon.

Ning Yao asked her why she missed Senior Cui so much.

Pei Qian said that just in case, just in case, one day Master no longer wants me and drives me away. If Grandpa Cui is here, he will persuade Master and stop Master. And even if that wasn't the case, she still regarded Grandpa Cui as her elder. When she was learning boxing on the second floor of the mountain, she would feel itchy with hatred every time, wishing to punch the old guy to death, but when Grandpa Cui really stopped After teaching boxing, she will hope that Grandpa Cui can continue to teach and feed boxing. For hundreds of years, she will not be afraid no matter how much hardship she endures. She still hopes that Grandpa Cui can always stay in Zhulou and never leave.

Finally, Pei Qian mentioned his master.

She said that although the master did not teach her much about boxing and kicking, she felt that the master had already taught her the best boxing skills.

During the years they traveled together, Master taught her every day not to be afraid of the world and how to get along with it.

On the rooftop on that bright moonlit night, Ning Yao just listened to Pei Qian, who was slightly drunk, and quietly listened to Chen Ping'an, the founding disciple, speaking softly from his heart.

After drinking, the words come out. It's like the words in my stomach have swapped places with the wine in the pot.

In fact, upon closer inspection, Pei Qian is actually a pretty girl, the kind of woman who makes people feel more beautiful the more she looks at her.

After saying these words, the young woman Wu Fu, who was slender and slightly dark-skinned, sat upright, clenched her hands and placed her knees lightly, her eyes firm.

The sparring in the persimmon forest ended after the boy in white showed off more than a hundred wonderful punches and kicks.

However, both sides deliberately suppressed the situation and only performed within a radius of three feet. It was more about winning and losing in terms of moves, otherwise a persimmon forest would disappear.

After Chen Pingan closed his fist, he looked at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "Master, I remember everything."

The white-haired boy covered his head with one hand and his heart with the other. His steps were unsteady, swaying like a drunken man. He glanced at Chen Pingan cautiously from the corner of his eye and said in a trembling voice: "It's not good. Yin Guan's fist is too overbearing. I seem to be hurt." I’m seriously injured, Xiaomi Li, help me quickly!”

Xiao Mi Li ran over and carefully supported the white-haired boy.

Chen Ping'an's green shirt shook, and the dust from the footprints scattered. He shook his arms, especially the backs of his hands, which were a little numb. Good guy, I dared to have a lot of resentment, and took advantage of the situation to give Pei money to teach boxing. The opportunity came to seek revenge, and he used many tricks to go straight to the door.

Are you just starting to make amends now? Is it late?

The group continued walking, Xiao Mili and the white-haired boy were playing and playing around. The two took the time to have a boxing match, and agreed that both parties would stand still and not move. Xiao Mili closed his eyes, turned sideways, and kept punching. The boy was hastily exchanging fists with him, and scratching each other? After the questioning, they looked at each other and both of them felt that the other was a master.

The group finally appeared on the bow of the night ship.

The outline of the southernmost land of Beiju Luzhou can already be vaguely seen.

The willows are green, the peach blossoms are red, the lotus flowers are in decline, the osmanthus flowers are blooming, and the world is peaceful and peaceful.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes, lost in thought, and opened the last picture of time that he had never dared to see the ending of.

In that shabby alley somewhere in Tongyezhou, there was a little girl holding an umbrella and jumping home. She knocked on the door and met her parents. They sat down to eat together. The man picked up vegetables for his daughter. The woman has a gentle smile, the family is reunited, and the lights are friendly.

Chen Pingan seemed to be standing in the alley outside the door. Looking at that scene, he was in a daze, his vision was blurred. He stood for a long time before turning around and leaving. He slowly turned back, as if there was a child behind him. Chen Pingan turned his head and looked like The delicate child stopped and looked at Chen Ping'an with his eyes wide open. At one end of the alley, there was another older child who was hurriedly walking. He was thin and dark-skinned. He was carrying a large basket and a slit. He was mending his sewing kit as he rushed over. When he passed by Chen Pingan, he suddenly stopped. Chen Pingan squatted down, touched the youngest child's head, murmured, and then stood up and bent down. , gently tugged on the basket rope tied around the shoulders of the older child.

Practicing boxing will be very difficult in the future.

But when I was young, I carried a basket on my back up the mountain, walking alone in the hot sun. Every time I sweated, my shoulders really hurt.

Chen Ping'an's mind was dissipated and his vision was blurred. He was about to leave and exit this extremely weird picture of the long river of time.

In an instant, the child with the basket on his back turned around and walked in the alley, then squatted down, his face turned pale, and he covered his stomach with his hands. Finally, he took off the basket, placed it against the wall, and started rolling on the ground.

The next moment, the sound of drums sounded in the ears of Chen Pingan and the child, as if someone was speaking, repeating two words over and over again, don't die.

In an instant, Chen Pingan opened his eyes in the night boat with a blank look on his face.

In the flash of lightning, I couldn't tell who that person was. I clearly heard that voice, but I couldn't remember it either.

Ning Yao noticed something strange about Chen Ping'an and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

Chen Pingan gently grabbed her hand, shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's strange, but it's okay."

Ning Yao didn't ask again.

Chen Pingan said softly: "When I return home from Beiju Luzhou, I will take you to meet some elders in the world."

Ning Yao was noncommittal, she just blushed slightly.