Surprisingly, I found a bamboo house that had been abandoned for many years on the bank of a mountain lake. The original appearance was vaguely identifiable. It must have been very exquisite when it was first built. It was probably built by a hermit who was born into a wealthy family and must have liked fishing.
The group of people settled here, each with their own division of labor. Chen Pingan went to chop down two slender old bamboo poles, one long and one short. When he came back, Zhu Lian had already lit a bonfire. Chen Pingan squatted beside the fire, slowly using the fire.
The bamboo rod is smoked and roasted to increase the toughness of the fishing rod. Otherwise, if the big thing in the water sees the light, the bamboo rod will break with a slight tug. Chen Pingan gave the short bamboo rod to Pei Qian and asked her to follow him.
In the bamboo house, Zhu Lian was discussing knowledge with a bearded man. The two were sitting a little far away from the others. Zhu Lian seemed to be showing off the "book of immortals" given by the old man surnamed Xun. The man and woman were fighting and sweating profusely.
The young Taoist priest and Lu Baixiang were sitting on the ground, talking about the game with their hands. Wei Xian was squatting aside, still waiting for the outcome to come to light.
The yellow native cow was watching the wind in the forest near the bamboo house.
Facing the beautiful landscape here, while there was no one around, Sui left the bamboo house on his right, took off his boots at the edge of the "house foundation" that looked like a bamboo raft, sat there, and put a pair of snow-white jade feet into the water, infatuated
Putting the sword across his knees, pressing both ends of the scabbard with both hands, looking into the distance, the fresh breath of the mountains is refreshing.
Two long and short fishing rods were made. Chen Pingan swung them several times to test the arc size. Pei Qian stood beside him and followed the gourd's pattern.
The two masters and apprentices, one large and one young, came outside the bamboo house. Chen Pingan began to tie the fishing line and hook. Pei Qian still followed the same example, but some details were not done well. Chen Pingan would help her re-tie the fishing line and tie the fish hook.
Knot and tie the fishhook.
Then he took Pei Qian to the distant lake to lift up rocks and look for an aquatic fish insect shaped like a mole cricket at the bottom.
In the end, Chen Ping'an did not fish, but let Pei Qian fish alone. He put the long fishing rod into the jade pendant that was a gift from Zheng Dafeng. There were worn but not discarded straw sandals, fish hooks and fishing lines.
The eye-catching market items, these slightly valuable drinks made by Shuijing Xianren, and the yellowed sycamore leaf, are said to contain two sets of mountain-protecting formations from the Taiping Mountains, the Fuji Sect, and a large number of repayments from the Tongye Sect.
Guyu money.
Pei Qian is not very patient by nature, but with Chen Ping'an by his side, plus such a long time copying books and practicing calligraphy, he managed to get some temper, so he quietly stared at the movement on the water, wishing that he would be able to do it in the next moment.
A large herring weighing over a hundred pounds was forcefully dragged ashore.
Chen Ping'an was thinking about the fourth form of Shanshan Fist, which is named Tiandi Zhuang. It is a fist Zhuang with a strong tone. In addition to introducing the operation method of Qi in detail, the posture of this fist Zhuang that combines movement and stillness is really weird.
, the three realms require future generations of people who study Shanshanquan to practice fisting while standing upside down, using their palms, fists and one finger as support points, and then "walk".
Regarding the boxing piles of heaven and earth, there is a bold statement in the book: A man who stands upright with heaven and earth, and those who practice my boxing method must teach heaven and earth to turn over with my boxing.
No wonder the old man with bare feet, after reading the book of Shanshan Quan, said that this manual of mediocre boxing skills has nothing but a big tone and a high heart.
Chen Pingan lightly patted the ground, turned around gracefully, and placed one palm against the bamboo raft.
Pei Qian turned his head and wanted to laugh when he saw this scene.
Chen Pingan, who was standing upside down, pointed at the water with his free hand, indicating to Pei Qian to concentrate on fishing.
Pei Qian turned his head obediently, and Chen Pingan changed his palm into a fist, "standing" with his fist, and then using only one finger to support it, his body was slightly raised, and he used the true energy of the mountain-shaking fist to move, from beginning to end,
There is no difficulty.
Chen Ping'an closed his eyes. Except for one finger supporting the ground, the fingers of the other hand were pressed together in front of him. The sword energy taught by A Liang stopped at eighteen times, and the last bottleneck between twelve and thirteen times stopped.
The battle had not yet been broken. Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry at first. He just taught Pei Qian Shiba Ding at Chenchen Pharmacy in Old Dragon City. Not long after leaving Fengweidu, Pei Qian said that he had only earned three or two copper coins.
She was a little excited, but didn't think it was that big of a deal. She told Chen Pingan that she could run freely until the twelve stops. This made Chen Pingan a little helpless and had to continue to tell Pei Qian to guard against arrogance and impetuosity and to be down-to-earth.
Chen Ping'an was inevitably a little anxious, or worried.
If Pei Qian climbs martial arts at an astonishing speed, one day, this joking and great disciple, she will walk side by side with her master Chen Ping'an. After that, they will go farther and farther, and she will climb up alone and overlook the mountains.
world.
Disciples do not have to be inferior to their masters. This is what Chen Pingan said to Zheng Dafeng himself. A person is better than a person who is good at it. This is a classic argument in the article of Master Literary Saint's Encourage to Learn. Chen Pingan does not care that Pei Qian's martial arts goes further than his own.
Even higher, Chen Ping'an has to worry about himself as Pei Qian's preacher and protector. If Pei Qian's path goes astray one day in the future, how will he deal with it? Just like Jiaolonggou Nian who threw out the snake gallstone.
As a young dragon, could he calmly say "If it's an evil fate, kill it with one sword"? Could Chen Pingan do it? To say the least, even if he had such a cold and hard-hearted nature, Pei Qian's martial arts skills at that time might have allowed Chen Pingan to do it.
It’s hard to compare to what we have, so how can we put an end to it?
In the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, under the leadership of the old Taoist priest Donghai, I walked through thousands of mountains and rivers. I once watched as a bystander how the gentlemen and clique in the temple went from worrying about the country and the people to the economy and the people in the past eighty years.
Step by step, the atmosphere turns turbid, the integrity of the character is corroded, and everyone claims to be a gentleman. Since he is a gentleman, what are the flaws? As long as a person is in trouble and demoted in the court, he does not care about right and wrong. The temple is filled with righteous indignation and denounces political opponents. Everyone comforts that person.
"Good friends" broke willows to see him off, raised a glass of wine to comfort him, and lamented for him that people's hearts are not as old as before, and wolves are in power. In the literary world of Na Shilin, far away from the rivers and lakes, there are dedicated disciples and disciples to lead the way and compile articles for political opponents.
There are all kinds of unofficial histories that are either very fragrant or fascinating.
Now that Chen Ping'an has the idea of ​​starting a sect, he must put an end to this worst situation.
If he couldn't even teach Pei Qian, who was closest to him, how could Chen Pingan dare to say that his future sect would not be the second Tongye Sect after thousands of years? He would not be the second Du Mao?
Read to know etiquette, practice martial arts to strengthen your body.
This was Chen Ping'an's original intention for Pei Qian.
Normally, it's like walking on two legs. It's stable and there is no problem. But the key is that Pei Qian's martial arts talent is too high and his martial arts luck is too high. One day, as long as she feels that the principles in the book are just a chore to deal with Chen Ping'an.
It’s just a matter of fact. Once she feels that trying to reason with others is too annoying and boring, she will think that I have boxing skills, a waist and a sword, and I always follow my heart and my own will. I don’t talk about being cautious and independent, and I don’t know how to restrain myself and follow the etiquette. Chen
Before Ping An, in order to create a kind-hearted golden elixir demon in the world, he spent fifty summer coins without frowning. Then in the future, he will personally create a Jiu who only cares about his position and interests, and will not talk to me about right and wrong.
For a Jingwufu or even a Tenth-level Wufu, Chen Ping'an, let alone fifty Xiaoshu coins, I'm afraid fifty or five hundred Guyu coins won't help.
Chen Pingan stood on his head, closed his eyes and meditated, turning over and over again, but could not come up with the best answer.
Do you really want to personally interrupt Pei Qian's current martial arts path just because of that "what if" in the future?
Previously in the mountain col, facing Shan Zeyexiu who harbored evil intentions but had not yet caused any tragedy, Chen Pingan said, "The difficulty is that the worst result has not occurred, so the truth can be explained again." Otherwise, why would Chen Pingan be so roundabout and rely on each other's will?
It's all about fighting.
These are some of the changes Chen Pingan made after he asked to "ask himself" during the battle at the Border Inn. After the battle at Laolong City, he learned about the subsequent changes in the Tongye Sect through the female crown Huang Ting, because Chen Pingan felt that he should retreat.
One step varies from place to place and from person to person. Focus more on this "small step" to learn more and think more, otherwise people will always use "clear conscience" as an excuse and there will be a lot of confusion between right and wrong.
Pei Qian, who was angry at Yu'er for being so disrespectful, suddenly touched her slightly sore cheek, only to find Sui Sui winking at her. Pei Qian followed Sui Sui's line of sight and saw Chen Ping'an not far away, frowning.
Not the same as usual.
Sui's right hand put away the finger that flicked Pei Qian's cheek with water drops, and continued to look into the distance.
Pei Qian gently put down the fishing rod, tiptoed to Chen Pingan's side, squatted there, and stared at his master's brow.
Could it be that Master realized it later and now began to feel sorry for the fact that the fifty small sums of money were wasted?
Chen Pingan opened his eyes, looked at the charcoal face that had not yet turned white due to exposure to wind and sun, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"
Pei Qian thought for a while and said, "Master, are you worried about something? Tell me about it."
Chen Pingan exerted slight force on his wrists, turned his body upside down, returned to his normal standing position, and then sat down cross-legged, somewhat hesitantly.
The thing is too far away and the reason is too big.
Is Pei Qian too young now? Are her words and emotions like heavy boulders, weighing on her shoulders?
Chen Pingan took off the sword-raising gourd and took a sip of the small medicinal wine. The breeze from the mountains and rivers gently blew on his face, which made Chen Pingan feel slightly relaxed.
If you don’t live a hundred years in life, you will always worry about a thousand years old.
After Chen Pingan drank the wine, he narrowed his eyes with a smile and laughed at himself in his heart. Now, is he a bit of a scholar?
He turned his head and said with a smile: "It has something to do with you, do you want to hear it?"
Pei Qian swallowed his saliva and immediately began to reflect on what naughty things he had done along the way. He probably already knew that it was not a trivial matter with a chestnut or two smashed on the head, so he said with a grimace: "Can you not listen? Wait for me.
When you are older and can remember things better, Master can tell me more, right?"
Chen Ping'an touched her little head and said, "It doesn't involve any good or bad things, just some of my inner thoughts. Don't worry about eating chestnuts and scratching your ears."
The unburdened Pei Qian immediately sat upright, facing Chen Ping'an who was sitting sideways. With a smile in her eyes, she held the two bamboo swords at her waist and pretended to say: "Master, please speak! Disciples are all ears.
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Chen Ping'an smiled and turned around slightly. They sat opposite each other and asked: "What if one day, your swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and boxing skills are better than the master's, and then something happens, and the master says it's right?"
, what should you do if you think it’s wrong?”
Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Just listen to Master, what else can you do?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Think more carefully."
Pei Qian began to scratch his head and said with a sad face: "But I just feel that whatever the master says is right, it is right, and whatever he says is wrong, it is wrong."
Chen Pingan remained silent.
Pei Qian had no choice but to continue to ponder, think wildly, and wander thousands of miles away, but the master didn't seem to be in a hurry anyway.
To be continued...