(Although I took five days off this month because of a cold, the update of 120,000 words this month was still completed as scheduled.)
Liu Chicheng's pink Taoist robe was slowly swaying in the breeze. This giant of Baidi City a thousand years ago was a little reserved for the first time.
This is unreasonable.
Because the figure beside Chen Pingan, condensed by wisps of spring breeze, is a Confucian scholar in blue shirt with frosty white temples, ethereal and smiling.
When Liu Chicheng looked at his weather, he saw that it was nothing more than a nearly dry oil lamp. But besides the weather, there was also an indescribable smell. If it were replaced by any Qi practitioner under the upper five realms, he would probably
It’s hard to figure out the joints, but he was temporarily attached to Liu Chicheng’s body. At the peak of his cultivation, he was a genuine twelve-level immortal. Before he betrayed the demonic sect, he was in the small cave of the Yellow River.
Under the pouring of the river, Baidi City among the gorgeous clouds happened to have seen too many capable people and strangers standing on the top of the mountains, but it was suddenly restrained and did not dare to act rashly.
The harder it is to see the difference between reality and reality, the more Liu Chicheng dares not to despise it.
Qi Jingchun first signaled Chen Ping'an to just rest assured, stood side by side with the young man, introduced himself to Liu Chicheng with a smile: "Qi Jingchun, a disciple of Wen Sheng's sect, was the headmaster of Shanya Academy."
"Liu Chicheng" was a little confused.
The guy in front of me doesn't have much airs. He looks gentle and elegant. He's just Literary Sage? Qi Jingchun? Cliff Academy? What a mess. Could it be that he is the two Confucian masters who have emerged in the thousand years since he was defeated by Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain?
A disciple saint? Just the term "literary saint" is not simple. The title of a certain person is simply suffixed with the word "saint", such as Li Sheng and Ya Sheng. They are all qualified to erect a statue of a god in a Confucian temple, and the status of the statue is
The location must be extremely forward.
The blame lies with Liu Chicheng, a half-educated scholar. He is too shallow and does not do his job all day long. He has never been interested in the situation of a continent. He only wants to rely on the pitiful ink in his belly to have sex and deceive women's feelings. Of course, he himself is also responsible. He feels that
East Aquarius Continent is such a barbarian land, even if it takes thousands of years to accumulate knowledge, there will still be only a handful of monks in the upper five realms, so I don't need to worry about it at all.
Qi Jingchun waved his sleeves casually, and the restrictions created by Liu Chicheng disappeared.
A gentleman treats others with sincerity.
As a result, the bearded man and the young Taoist priest soon discovered something strange here, and they looked at each other in confusion. The guy in the pink Taoist robe was the poor scholar Liu Chicheng? Why did he have such a weird habit that smelled like powder? The one above
How could a Confucian scholar in blue shirt be so sacred at this age?
Liu Chicheng narrowed his eyes.
He actually broke through the cover-up he had set up in an instant. Although he was only half of the Jade Pu Realm cultivation level, the profound magical powers inherited from the Demon Sect of Baidi City, even a real Jade Pu Realm Qi practitioner, could not
It's only fitting that the restriction can be broken so easily.
Zhang Shanfeng was about to get up and go to Chen Pingan's side, but Xu Yuanxia grabbed his arm and reminded him softly: "Let's continue talking about our affairs over there, and absolutely don't get involved. It's best for both of us not to look at anything inappropriate. It's inappropriate."
Don’t listen.”
Then the bearded man saw the Confucian scholar in blue shirt looking towards them, smiled and nodded in greeting.
Xu Yuanxia quickly returned the gesture with her fists clasped.
Qi Jingchun asked with a smile: "Senior, is he the master of Liuli Pavilion in Baidi City?"
Liu Chicheng nodded playfully: "Why, have you heard of my name? Isn't it notorious? I already have a bad reputation in the Middle-earth Divine Continent?"
Qi Jingchun shook his head and said: "I once traveled through the Yellow River and met the Lord of Baidi City once by the river, and we talked about our senior."
Liu Chicheng suddenly yelled: "Fuck you! How could my senior brother go out of the city to meet people?! With my senior brother's temper, even those old men with statues in the Confucian Temple would come here to visit him.
In history, I have never taken the initiative to go out of the city to welcome guests. At most, I just showed up among the colorful clouds at the top of the city. That has already sold you your Confucian reputation, and you two met on the bank of the river? What a bragging boy.
There should be a bottom line!”
Qi Jingchun laughed dumbly and said: "The city lord also invited me to talk for three rounds, but I had something to do at that time and had to return to the academy immediately, so I owed it first. I never thought that after that, I would never have the chance to return to Baidi.
The city is really helpless.”
Liu Chicheng raised his hands and rubbed his cheeks hard, feeling angry. Although he broke up with his senior brother and no longer had any love, deep down in his heart, he always had respect for the lord of Baidi City. He was a very kind person.
Pure admiration and adoration, so he was hesitant to take action decisively and slap away this guy's last remaining soul in the world.
Since the Liuli Pavilion Master in front of him didn't want to believe it, Qi Jingchun didn't say anything more.
Qi Jingchun actually had a good impression of the great demon of Baidi City who had reappeared in the world. The first time this person had murderous intentions was when the swordsman from Shushui State killed the young fox fairy indiscriminately. He was full of benevolence, justice and morality.
Scholars, there is no shortage of sanctimonious hypocrites and people in the devil's way. In fact, there is also no shortage of romantic people. Qi Jingchun followed Senior Brother Zuo several times and traveled around the world together. He has already seen things, and of course he will not be black and white.
What's more, Qi Jingchun was already convinced of the big demon in front of him because of the glass-breaking case in Baidi City thousands of years ago.
Qi Jingchun patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder and smiled at Liu Chicheng: "Chen Pingan will definitely not be able to become your disciple. But regarding sword training, if the senior is willing to teach and Chen Pingan is willing to learn, I, Qi Jingchun, will be happy to see it happen."
Liu Chicheng stretched out a finger and shook it gently, "You and I know exactly what situation you are in now. It's just a little bit of soul condensed by a spring breeze. Even if you were a Confucian saint in the upper five realms during your lifetime, you are now
Times are different from the past, do you think you have the ability to bargain with me?"
Qi Jingchun glanced at the big demon in pink Taoist robes. As soon as he looked around, he saw Liu Chicheng's murderous intention emerging and ready to make a move.
The demon race's mind is easily shaken and difficult to settle, and they tend to make many decisions in line with their innate violent nature, which leads to many tragic situations in the world.
Haoran Tianxia suppresses the great monsters in the world and has many restrictions. It is not without reason. Someone once said that "people who are not from our race must have different minds" and "monsters and spirits are born to live in an ignoble way and like to take away the vitality of all things. Only the human race can educate them."
, Willing to generously serve justice." These views and remarks are hard to hear outside the human race. In fact, during the period when the Li Sheng was in charge of the world, there were many academic saints who put forward suggestions to simply encircle and suppress all the great monsters who had reached the upper five realms.
Detained in prison, there will be no future troubles. But in the end, the Lisheng did not accept him.
Qi Jingchun was a little emotional.
In the final analysis, the truth about monsters in the world all comes down to the word "living", which is the tireless pursuit of living to become a strong person, unrestrained and lawless.
And the truth of the world lies in the word "rules". Within the rules, the common people will be benefited.
Qi Jingchun stretched out a hand and said with a smile: "If you are unreasonable and just want to convince others with your strength, then I will use my sword to chop off half of your moral skills."
The locust wood sword box behind Chen Ping'an, the long sword that he privately named "Jiang Yao", trembled happily like the rain after a long drought, slowly unsheathed inch by inch, and angrily bullfighted!
Liu Chicheng's pink Taoist robes were bulging, his eyes were full of ferocity, and his whole body was full of majestic demonic aura. He asked with a smile: "Qi, are you sure you have a chance to hold the magic weapon that specifically targets the demon clan?"
Bing? Even if I can't beat your soul with one punch, aren't you afraid that I will beat Chen Ping'an into a pulp with one punch?"
Qi Jingchun's expression was as usual, as if he was telling the most truthful truth, "As long as I, Qi Jingchun, am still alive, no one can bully my junior brother in the slightest."
Liu Chicheng laughed loudly and said, "I still don't believe this evil!"
Liu Chicheng's pupils shrank sharply.
His entire body was enveloped in a pale golden ball of light.
But above the head, a little loophole first appeared, just like the scene when a small Yellow River cave was cut into a large hole by that man's sword. Exactly the same, the Hunyuan Golden Light Array of Baidi City that protected Liu Chicheng was first exposed.
With a slight flaw, Liu Chicheng's sight revealed a black dot as small as a mustard seed, then a tiny black line, and finally the golden light formation was completely split open with a crash.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the center of Liu Chicheng's eyebrows, no more than an inch away.
Liu Chicheng remained motionless.
It's not that he has no strength to fight because he has lost his first move. On the contrary, Baidi City has always been famous for its complex Taoism and numerous supernatural powers. Just the robe on his body, which is comparable to that of a semi-immortal soldier, can keep him standing.
Stay still and bear the sword with all your strength.
But the Confucian scholar in blue shirt holding a sword in one hand, the long sword in his hand is not the long sword made by Ruan Qiong, but the simple locust wood sword.
So Liu Chicheng chose to take a step back and settle the matter.
Because the guy named Qi Jingchun didn't mean to be too aggressive.
It's up to each of you to take a step back.
Qi Jingchun slowly put away the wooden sword and put it back into the sword box behind Chen Ping'an. She smiled and said, "If this sword was shot by A Liang or Senior Brother Zuo, it would be a different story."
Liu Chicheng asked: "Elder brother really came out of the city to meet you? And also took the initiative to invite you to play three games of chess?"
Qi Jingchun nodded.
This is the fact, and there is no need to be proud of it, nor to hide it.
What's more, Qi Jingchun never took these experiences to heart.
This is very different from the young Cui Chan who is still complacent and played ten games of chess with the Lord of Baidi City among the colorful clouds.
Liu Chicheng sighed, looking dazed.
It's like a glass cup bursting into pieces in my heart, feeling both loss and relief.
In his heart, no matter how resentful and resentful his senior brother was for being ruthless, that man with his eyes above his head was invincible after all. He was an innocent and romantic man, and he should not make exceptions for anyone.
Liu Chicheng was a little frustrated, "Since I can't be a master and apprentice with Chen Pingan, I won't teach him swordsmanship. My Taoism is not that cheap. Mr. Qi, since you are so capable, you can teach it yourself."
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To be continued...