On the high platform in the middle of the lake, the old fairy used four yellow paper talismans to transform into four beauties, each with their own merits and graces, no less beautiful than the woman in colorful clothes before.
Then let the handyman of the house, who had been prepared in advance, bring in the guqin, the qin table, the chess box, the large bookcase and the dazzling four treasures of the study.
Ordinary people have daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, celebrities and celebrities, and of course they play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, their fingers are not touched by spring water, and their sleeves are filled with fresh breeze.
The old god pointed at the woman sitting quietly in front of the chessboard, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Is there a Go master in Rouge County? As long as you beat her, you can take away the chess pieces and two boxes of chess pieces worth thousands of gold."
Nothing in this house is cheap.
Something that dares to be taken out in front of a rich man in the county is definitely not extraordinary.
The Rouge County of Caiyi Country has a prosperous literary style, and there are many people who are keen on playing chess. Soon, an old man in green clothes got up and walked to the high platform in the middle of the lake. When the old man showed up, some people played chess with high self-esteem.
A good player can only sit down obediently. It can be seen that the old man in green shirt must be recognized as the number one player in the chess world of Rouge County.
The old immortal and the old man in green shirt nodded to each other, and the latter walked straight to the chess pier and sat down. Before the game, both sides needed to guess who would come first. The old man didn't know whether he was conceited about his seventh rank, or whether he was the elder of the same rank first, so he grabbed the hand without hesitation.
The woman playing chess made of yellow paper with a handful of white stones smiled faintly, bent down and picked up two black stones. It turned out that the old man went first.
Cheers immediately echoed around the lake.
As one of the few yilin players in Caiyi Country, the old man in green shirt is the pride of Rouge County. It is reasonable for the spectators to cheer for him. Of course, his family will help his family.
Then the old immortal pointed to the two women sitting in front of the desk, pointing to the one on the left, "I heard that the county governor is worried about something recently. The newly built temple is still missing a couplet. After she finished writing it, she decided whether to use it or not.
, the county governor is well-known for his splendid writings, and his unique vision. You can make a decision after reading the content."
The Lord Sheriff stroked his beard and nodded with a smile, reserved and pleased.
The old immortal looked at the general sitting next to Governor Liu in the waterside pavilion, and laughed and said: "General Ma is a warrior with outstanding merits on the battlefield. He was once one of the mainstays of the border of Caiyi Kingdom. He has returned from hundreds of battles. Although I am
People outside the country also admire her so much that they specially asked her to show off her humiliation and draw a picture of a bow full of snow for the general!"
The general drank the wine in one gulp, laughed wantonly and said: "If you paint well, you can really paint the vast atmosphere of the battlefield. On the day when the old god leaves the city, I will personally see the old god off for thirty miles!"
The old god clasped his fists and thanked the general first, then finally walked to the piano stand, slipped out a stick of incense from his sleeve, inserted it into the empty brass incense burner, and lit it with his own hands. The incense mist curled up, and the purple air lingered.
He nodded to the woman playing the piano, who smiled brightly and began to lower her head and ponder her emotions.
When the melodious and ethereal sound of the piano sounded, the minds of hundreds of listeners relaxed.
In ancient times, sages made harps to harmonize the world. As the saying goes, the lyres were used to restrain adultery and evil, and to rectify people's hearts.
In the verandah, a bearded man was chewing melon seeds and tut-tutting: "There are many varieties, but they are just lukewarm and not a bit interesting."
He didn't pay much attention to music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he had no interest in it. He would rather watch women dancing swords. The beauties in colorful clothes and the girls in white clothes, with their twisted waists and looming buttocks, were the beautiful scenes he loved to see.
The scholar Liu Gaohua was also a chess fanatic. He was very curious about the situation between the old man in blue and the woman's hand. He only regretted that he was a useless eunuch's son and had no chance to go to the high platform in the middle of the lake to see it with his own eyes.
Taoist Zhang Shanfeng was really anxious. He waited and looked around, but Chen Pingan didn't show up. He couldn't really fall into the pit, so he didn't care about being looked down upon. He informed the two of them and got up to find Chen Pingan.
The old god stood with his hands on his sleeves, his smile calm and inscrutable. He took in the scene by the lake and knew that most of his plan was completed.
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On the side street, Ma Kuxuan took out a porcelain bottle, poured out two silver pills, threw them into his mouth, and said helplessly: "Master, you are very haunted."
It seems that the master is secretly watching this trip, which makes Ma Kuxuan very helpless. He has a rough understanding of the temperament of the man around him. He is like a stone in a stinky pit, smelly and hard. Whatever he determines, he will know it.
The road was dark. Ma Kuxuan never felt guilty. An ancestor of Zhenwu Mountain who taught the secrets of military strategism and gave him magical weapons and important weapons explained the sect rules to Ma Kuxuan. Except for the mountain master's order, the rest of Zhenwu Mountain
These are not real rules, but the Zhenwu Mountain Sect Master has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, so they have become more loose and casual.
The man said nothing.
This trip down the mountain was to escort Ma Kuxuan to find the coach of the Haichao Cavalry. It involved the death of Ma Kuxuan's grandmother. The dynasty of the Haichao Cavalry happened to have a battle with their mortal enemy.
The gods were mobilized, and the other side also dispatched a state-defending ox. It turned out to be the waterside iron ox used by immortals to suppress the Dadu water transport in ancient times. The Haichao cavalry was seriously damaged in this battle, and Ma Kuxuan sneaked into it.
, one night, he assassinated three middle-level generals and walked away.
Later, Ma Kuxuan said that he wanted to travel around the world and sharpen his body with the grindstone of the world. The man did not refuse, but still followed him secretly to prevent any unexpected events.
Ma Kuxuan stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, exhaled heavily, held the back of his head with both hands, and asked: "If, I mean if, Chen Ping'an had the chance to kill me, Master, would you kill him?"
The man finally spoke, "I don't dare to kill him, and I don't want to kill him."
I don't dare, because someone once went to the Great Li Palace and caused heavy losses to Feijian Baiyu Tower, and that person obviously has a close relationship with Chen Pingan. If that's the case, as time goes by, there will still be people who are ready to take action, but I didn't expect that
, the sword cultivator of the upper fifth realm after ascension, actually returned to the human world so quickly. Although it was to punch the second disciple of Dao Ancestor, the "true invincible", back to the vast world, but to put it bluntly, how many people in the world are there?
, are you qualified to receive a full punch from Dao Lao Er?
No, it was because the man had a good impression of Chen Ping'an. If it weren't for the sect's rules, he felt that the boy from Mu Ping Alley who had realized the true meaning of boxing early was actually more suitable to be his disciple.
Just accepting Ma Kuxuan as his direct disciple was a stern decree issued by the sect master during the crucial period of seclusion. Zhenwu Mountain must treat it seriously and make no mistakes, otherwise he will be held accountable when he comes out of seclusion.
At that time. That's why Zhenwu Mountain sent him to Lizhu Cave Heaven to fight for Ma Kuxuan with the golden boy and girl of Shen Gao Sect. The man never retreated even half a step, even a little aggressive, appearing extremely unruly.
However, a man is regarded as Ma Kuxuan's nominal master, which is actually wrong. Buddhism has lecturers, ascetics, Dharma preachers, Dharma protectors, etc., but his true identity is a protector of the Tao.
The guardian of Ma Kuxuan, a disciple of Wushan, on his journey to the great road. As for whether Ma Kuxuan's path is consistent with his, it doesn't matter.
The man suddenly said: "But you can kill Chen Ping'an, provided you can do it."
This is of course not a man encouraging people, but stating a fact.
Ma Kuxuan sneered and said: "You can do it? How come I can't do it! Others don't know how many magic weapons there are in a very close thing. Master, you don't know yet?"
The man smiled and said, "You have it, but others don't?"
Ma Kuxuan grinned, with disdain on his face, "Even if he has it, can he compare with me? Not to mention the golden body immortal transformation passed down from the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain, just say that the two heroic spirits in my body are the most lethal.
As long as a sword cultivator has never reached the middle fifth realm, if he stabs me with his flying sword a thousand times, will he be able to hurt me at all?"
The man asked: "Then why do you have to beat me so badly without using it?"
"This fight is much more interesting than the petty fights on Zhenwu Mountain. How can I be willing to rely on bullshit magic weapons to make that guy lose to death in silence. This is not my temper, and I don't want to bully him like this.
Chen Ping'an. So I want to completely defeat him where he thinks he is strongest. Isn't he a pure martial artist? Doesn't he have an innate advantage in physical fitness? I will go head-to-head with him with my body tempered by a military master.
, Master, you really think that I am a prisoner, don’t you know the weirdness of Chen Ping’an’s punch?”
Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "I know, otherwise I wouldn't have deliberately bypassed Chen Ping'an the first time to avoid his sharp edge. But looking back, I will bypass all three martial arts realms, and in the future, I will bypass the six realms and the nine realms.
Even if I have the upper hand among the great masters in the peak realm, or even the ultimate masters like Song Changjing, do I still have to go around them?"
The man asked: "So what's your answer?"
Ma Kuxuan looked back. The master and the apprentice had gone far away and were about to reach the city gate. The figure of the boy carrying the box was no longer visible. Ma Kuxuan looked away with firm eyes, "In the future, you can fight against other people.
Depending on the situation, I decide whether to bypass their strongest opponent, as long as I win in the end. But that guy, no! I just want to have a fierce fight with the physique of a fifth-level qigong practitioner and the physique of a third-level martial artist.
!”
The man was noncommittal.
Ma Kuxuan frowned and asked: "Why is Chen Ping'an's three-level physique so tough? Although I haven't done a good job in tempering my physique, I still spend more time on recruiting the ancestral heroes from Zhenwu Mountain, but what I call
It’s not good enough, but compared to myself, how does Chen Ping’an have such an unreasonable physique?”
The man shook his head and said, "Everyone has his own chance. You, Ma Kuxuan, cannot take advantage of all the good things in the world."
Ma Kuxuan sneered and said: "As long as there are good things and good things within my sight, I, Ma Kuxuan, should be the only one to keep them!"
The man laughed it off.
If he doesn’t explain a lot of truth, it’s not because Ma Kuxuan did something right. If he doesn’t say a lot of praise, it’s not because Ma Kuxuan didn’t do a good enough job.
A protector only needs to ensure that the person he is escorting walks higher and further on the road, and never dies midway.
And Ma Kuxuan is destined to go very high and far.
As for how far he can go and who he can stand side by side with in history, many big figures behind the scenes in Aquarius Continent are actually waiting to see.
As they walked, the young man in black reached out to cover his abdomen with one hand and held his cheek with the other, cursing and saying: "Damn it really hurts!"
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Chen Ping'an took a strong breath to prevent his energy from weakening, and then looked around for the so-called assassin. There was no trace of the body on the street, so he had to climb up the wall, run with a bent waist, and suddenly stopped.
, falling down, just below the wall where he and Ma Kuxuan were facing each other, there was a puddle of ashes, inside which lay a small white bowl and a small piece of charred ebony. Chen Pingan did not approach and stood.
Looking intently at the spot, there is a picture of the five mountains painted on the outside of the small white bowl, but there is no clue about the ebony.
This assassin should have been killed instantly by the military monk, and then burned to ashes by the secret method of Zhenwu Mountain. It’s just that the man deliberately left behind the two treasures that the assassin kept with him and did not destroy them together. Could this be his expression?
How to apologize? Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, but went over and knelt down, picked up the piece of ebony, which was no more than a foot long. It was very heavy, weighing eight or nine kilograms. Then he picked up the small white bowl, twisted the small bowl with his fingers, and carefully
To be continued...