In the eyes of Zhigui who was separated by a courtyard wall, Chen Ping'an was sitting on a small bench, swaying as if he was dozing off.
But in the perception of swordsman Cao Jun, Chen Ping'an's soul was shaking violently. The river was surging, and a small boat was in danger of capsizing at any time.
The flaming red fox stood on Cao Jun's shoulder and joked: "Although I don't know the origin of that sword embryo, I can be sure that it is of extremely high quality. Even I would be jealous. You just suffered a small loss and just gave up? This is not true
Like your Cao Jun behavior."
Cao Jun threw the melon seed shells into the yard next door, shook his head and said: "No more grabbing, Lao Cao is right, it is best to be quiet and not move in the near future. People are dead and their lives are gone. Everything is in vain."
The flaming red fox deceived people and said: "Things can only be done three times. There is still one chance to give it a try. A horse will not be fat without weeds, and a man will not be rich without windfall. Since you, Cao Jun, suffered a big fall in your early years, let others destroy your heart."
It has turned into a muddy pond, causing your cultivation to stagnate. If you don't take the wrong path now, how can you achieve great things?"
Cao Jun remained silent, just lowering his head and eating melon seeds, his eyes dim.
Cao Jun has enjoyed a great reputation since his birth. He was originally the embryo of a Great Sword Immortal that was encountered once in a hundred years in Nanbosu Continent. Within the heart lake, wisps of pure sword energy were born innately. They stood tall and graceful, just like lotus flowers all over the lake. They only needed to wait for their buds to bloom.
One day of letting go. But then he encountered an unexpected incident and was beaten to death by a peak powerhouse. His sword energy withered to pieces, and he was reduced to a withered lotus.
Since then, Cao Jun has become the laughing stock of the entire Nanbosu Island. The swordsmanship geniuses of his generation who were left far behind by him in the past are now surpassing Cao Jun one by one.
The flaming red fox lamented and patted Cao Jun's head with his paw, "Poor kid. The foundation of kendo is broken and his future is ruined. After so many years, he has lost the energy to fight with God."
Cao Jun was slightly surprised and turned to look at the young man's ancestral home, "This guy has a very good nature. I didn't even notice it before, but I actually found his own method for him."
Many things in the world will not be scary to the well-informed mountain gods, but they will still be interesting.
The flaming red fox was also slightly startled. He jumped on Cao Jun's head, stretched his neck to look at it, and watched the scene of the young man and the sword embryo fighting in the body. He said softly: "Well, it's similar to the Buddhist horse-tethering post.
The spirit boat that helped the young man acted as an anchor. The young man's body was broken and patched, and it was not easy for him to reach this point. But being able to subdue the sword embryo was not enough. Cao Jun, you are being
It was too smooth before being tricked, and too bumpy afterwards. Maybe the young man's experience today will be a little inspiration for you on your way to practice..."
Cao Jun stopped smiling to show others, suppressed all smiles, and his face became serious.
Cultivation and talent are like the bowl that the founder used to reward rice. Even if some people have a big bowl, if there is too little rice in it, they will still be in a bleak situation of not being full, and their achievements will naturally be limited.
During this long journey, from Nan Po Suo Continent, which has a myriad of weather conditions, to Dong Baoping Continent, a land of barbarians, Cao Jun made a lot of gains along the way. Every bit of it was beneficial.
In the process of wrestling with the sword embryo, although the young man had a strong mind and an anchor to help calm his heart and prevent his soul from drifting with the tide, the spirit of the sword embryo was too strong, menacing and rampant, and it was impossible to defeat ten with one force.
The number of arrogant ways,
The flaming red fox slapped its paws against each other and gloated: "If we lose, miserably, we might have to lie on the hospital bed for ten days and a half. The sword embryo has obviously just become spiritual and does not know how to use its own innate magical powers. Otherwise,
The young man cannot endure this."
Although Cao Jun's cultivation level is not as good as that of the fox demon above his head, he is still as close as a mountain. As a swordsman who was once expected to reach the top, he has his own unique vision. "Not necessarily."
The flaming red fox was surprised and said: "Huh? There are three deep castles in that young man's body. Is he still a good swordsman? No, no, it should be dug out the day after tomorrow, but it is completely natural. It is such a big hand, no wonder it is like this.
I made a mistake."
The word "city deep" is mostly a secular term used to describe someone who is far-sighted and has a slightly derogatory meaning.
But on the mountain, it is a great compliment. The acupoints are like a city and mansion, and naturally the higher they are, the bigger and more spectacular they are.
The flaming red fox sighed softly, "Such an inconspicuous young man has his own quirks that should not be underestimated. Cao Jun, you better listen to the old bastard and stop messing around recently. This broken Lizhu Cave, although it is a snail
A dojo built in a shell can hide dragons and crouching tigers, so you really shouldn’t act too arrogantly.”
Cao Jun nodded, "You have to keep your tail between your legs."
The flaming red fox was so angry that he stepped on Cao Jun's head, "You immature little bastard, I would like to remind you, why are you still cursing!"
The young man's aura gradually became stable, and for some unknown reason, the sword embryo that had the upper hand suddenly withdrew its troops and wandered quietly in a majestic Qi Mansion.
Cao Jun stopped peeping at the scene over there and said with a narrow smile: "I heard that you have a sister named Qingying, who is one of the ancestors of the fox tribe like you. She has the hope of giving birth to a ninth tail. Old Cao covets her beauty.
It’s been so many years, is it really beautiful?”
The flaming red fox lifted up his tail and used it as a fan to gently fan the breeze. He bared his teeth and said, "You're so good-looking. He has a dead face. He hasn't liked to smile since he was a child. His eyes are higher than his head. You can tell at a glance that he is unlucky."
.With the eyes of an old bastard, even a sow, as long as it has a big belly, will be as beautiful as a fairy."
Cao Jun hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "I heard that she has been wandering around that Xiongzhen Tower for hundreds of years. Is it because she hopes to become that guy's concubine?"
The flaming red fox loosened its tail and laughed heartily, as if it had heard the funniest joke in the world, "Will Mr. Bai fall in love with her? Mr. Bai, as one of the oldest demon kings in the world, has traveled to two places.
What female has not been seen in every corner of the world? Would she fall in love with such an ordinary little fox?"
Zhenhai Tower stands on the shore of the South China Sea in Posu Island, and Cao happened to be one of the gatekeepers, so Cao Jun knew many inside stories.
The fiery red fox had a deep voice, "The saints of the three religions are treating us Master Bai unfairly! Master Bai is obviously helping..."
Inside the room, Cao Xi shouted: "You bitch, you want to die? Why don't you shut up!"
The flaming red fox suddenly came back to his senses. Realizing that he had made a mistake, he actually looked up to the sky, clasped his hands together, and bowed down, as if he was praying to apologize devoutly. He did not even hide, and allowed his body to be swept away by a wisp of sword energy from Cao Xi's finger.
Exploded.
"Twenty words, accept the punishment obediently!"
Cao Xi used twenty rays of sharp sword energy one after another, and the flaming red fox did not dodge even once. In the end, Cao Jun hugged the dying fox with both hands and walked back to the house.
Cao Xi was still angry, pointing at the fox in Cao Jun's arms and yelling: "If you want to die, just jump into Ruan Qiong's sword furnace. Ruan Qiong can still miss you, don't make any nonsense here, it will bring trouble to me, Cao family and others."
You will be buried together! The world is big and the three leaders don’t care about it, but what about the disciples and disciples under them? Don’t talk about anything else, just the master of Daixuanshan. What’s his temper? You don’t know?! You prodigal woman!"
The red fox tilted its head and fainted.
Cao Jun said softly: "That's almost it. Without it, you, Cao Xi, wouldn't be where you are today. You can be a bad person, but you have to show some conscience."
Cao Xi stopped suddenly, with gloomy eyes staring at the descendant who had lost his smile.
Cao Xi looked disgusted and waved his sleeves and said: "Go and tell that little brat named Cao Mao not to be like the Yuan family. His vision is the size of a grain of rice and he only focuses on the gains and losses of a temple in Dali. What a bunch of trash. Why?"
Don’t die! You still have the nerve to come see the ancestor and tell him to get lost!”
Cao Jun hugged the fox and turned away with an indifferent expression.
Cao Xi stayed alone in his ancestral house and began to walk slowly around the patio.
Once upon a time, there was a sick old man here who lay in a dimly lit room all year round. There was an unfilial drunkard who had a headache all day and night about the expenses for doing things in the future.
The woman got up early and stayed in the dark, not only doing housework but also busy working in the fields. At thirty years old, she looked older than the other forty-year-old women in Mubo Alley.
But at that time, there was a shabby young man with a naughty temperament who was not afraid of anything. He laughed and laughed every day. He did not read books or do anything. He just daydreamed. He always felt that sooner or later, he would be in Fulu.
I bought the biggest house down the street. As for whether my grandfather and parents would still be alive even if I finally got through one day, the young man was busy doing nothing and dreaming, so he didn't even think about that.
The old man, who was no longer a teenager, took out the rusty ancient copper coin, raised it high above his head, and looked through the square hole of the copper coin, and then through the square roof patio.
Thinking back to those days, it seems like there was such a conversation.
"Mom, when I become successful in the future, I will let you sleep in a mountain of gold and silver."
"well!"
"Mom, I'm telling you the truth!"
"Put away the copper coins quickly. Your father will see it and take it away again."
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Cao Xi put away his thoughts, looked around, and laughed at himself: "Being an immortal means you will lose all your popularity."
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Chen Ping'an locked the door, left the Mud Bottle Alley, and came to the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Alley. The boy in Tsing Yi sat on the threshold in a daze. When he saw Chen Ping'an, he just weakly called "Master", and Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold.
I found the girl in the pink skirt standing on a bench with a solemn and serious expression. She was behind the counter, calculating against the account books spread out on the table. Her hands and fingers were like butterflies, which was dazzling, crackling, crisp and sweet, surrounded by several people.
A woman and girl from a small town, she was full of shock and admiration.
The simple-minded women and girls, when they saw Chen Ping'an, they all called him "Shopkeeper Chen" with a smile.
The girl in the pink skirt raised her head when she heard the sound and said, "Master, I'm helping the shop settle accounts. I'll be fine soon."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, went around the counter, asked someone to bring him paper and pen, and began to write a gift list. Before leaving the town, he asked Ruan Xiu to help deliver gifts to many neighbors. When Chen Pingan went to Longyao
Before he made porcelain, he grew up eating hundreds of rice. For example, he often went to Gu Can's house to eat, and he often received some old clothes that teenagers from other families couldn't wear. For Chen Pingan, every meal, every day
A piece of clothing is a great kindness to save a life. He told Ruan Xiu at that time that as long as he lives in the future, he will send it door to door every year. There will not be too many things each time, but for the small door near Mud Bottle Lane
For a small household, various items ranging from seven or eight taels to twenty taels of silver are definitely not that small.
Ruan Xiu asked at that time why not give a little more money in one go, which would be more refreshing and make those people grateful.
To be continued...