Chen Ping'an walked out of Jingzhe Mansion, holding an emerald green hiking stick that complemented the bamboo forest, and walked alone to the head of the bamboo forest.
After hesitating for a while, he took out the talisman boat and headed to Yuying Cliff in the wind. In fact, during the Chunlu Garden, he temporarily borrowed the talisman boat. The maid of the mansion smiled and said that the talisman boat traveled to and from the mansion, and all the gods' money was spent on Laohuai Street.
Jingzhe's house has a bag of fairy money ready, but Chen Ping'an has never opened it. It's one thing to follow the locals and follow the rules. You also have your own rules. As long as the two are not in conflict and take it easy, then the prison of rules will become okay.
A talisman boat that helps people navigate the great mountains and rivers.
When Chen Pingan drove the talisman boat made by Taizhen Palace, a lineage of Taoist talismans, to Yuying Cliff, he saw that Liu Zhiqing had taken off his boots, rolled up his sleeves and trousers, and was standing in the stream below the Qingtan, bending down to pick up pebbles.
, seeing one that pleased his eyes, he threw it accurately into the clear pool on the cliff without raising his head. After Chen Pingan landed and took the treasure boat into a talisman and put it into his sleeve, Liu Zhiqing still did not raise his head and walked barefoot all the way downstream.
, said in a bad tone: "Shut up, I don't want to listen to you."
Most likely, the uncle of the young master of the Golden Crow Palace did not believe that the money fan would put hundreds of pebbles back into the clear pool. As for the bigger reason, it was that Liu Zhiqing was a little demanding about the things he remembered and wanted to be perfect. He should have already done it.
Yu Jian returned to the Golden Crow Palace, but when he was halfway there, he felt that the Qingtan was empty. He became upset, so he simply returned to Yuying Cliff. He had already said goodbye to the man named Chen at the shop on Laohuai Street, but it was hard to force the money man.
Quickly putting the pebbles back, Liu Zhiqing had to do it herself, picking up as many pebbles as she could.
Chen Ping'an also took off his boots and walked into the stream. He just picked up a cute pebble and wanted to help throw it into the clear pond.
Unexpectedly, Liu Zhiqing said: "That one won't work, the color is too bright."
Chen Pingan still threw it towards the clear pool under the cliff, but Liu Zhiqing waved away the pebble with his sleeve and knocked the pebble into the stream. Liu Zhiqing said angrily: "The surname is Chen!"
"Okay, okay, good intentions are just like the liver and lungs of a donkey. From now on, we will each do our own thing."
Chen Pingan reached out and grabbed the pebble, took it back into his hand, rubbed his hands together, wiped off the water stains, took a breath, and put it into the items with a smile, "They are all real gold and silver. Press your hands, really press your hands."
The source of spring water in the clear pool at the foot of Yuying Cliff is the intersection of mountain roots and water veins. It is uniquely blessed with abundant spiritual energy. The stones at the bottom of the clear pool are of the best quality. They have been soaked by the spiritual energy and clear springs for thousands of years. The stones in the stream are slightly different.
It's inferior, but it can be used to carve seals or handles similar to mutton-fat jade. It can be slightly modified and rubbed casually. It is still a first-class gift for high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Having this thing in the study will "beat it."
"It is very eye-catching. It may not be able to prolong life, but it is enough to make people feel relaxed and happy.
Liu Zhiqing picked and picked very carefully, throwing dozens of stream stones into the clear pond.
It feels like I put more care into choosing a wife and a Taoist companion.
Chen Ping'an followed Liu Zhiqing and picked up the pebbles all the way. Most of them were picked up by Liu Zhiqing for a moment and put down again, so another forty or fifty pebbles came into his account. Chen Ping'an had already thought about it. There is a store on Laohuai Street that specializes in selling office supplies.
For a time-honored shop, the shopkeeper can't afford to hire an old master, and the other party may not like these pebbles. Chen Ping'an only needs to find one or two shop clerks to apprentice. Even if they are only half the skills of the old shopkeeper, they can deal with these cobblestones.
, let them help carve it, whether it is a seal, a handle, or a small inkstone, and when the time comes, put it in your own shop, saying that it is produced in the old pit of Yuyingya, and then casually tell people about the story of the Golden Crow Palace, Liu Sword Immortal, observing the stone and enlightening the sword.
Story, prices have gone up.
As for those pebbles fished out from the bottom of Qingtan, we still have to put them all back honestly. If you want to do business for a long time, shrewdness always comes after integrity. After all, in Chunlu Garden, owning a shop is no longer a big deal.
The real Baofengzhai. As for why Chunlupu Patriarch Hall gave a shop to it, it’s very simple. The evil-looking old woman in Ferry Tiemou Mansion has already revealed the secret. The little book "Chunlupu Winter Is Here" really wants to build a shop.
He wrote a few strokes of "Chen Jianxian", but when Song Lanqiao mentioned this, he made it clear that the author of Chunlu Garden would publish a new edition of "Chun Lu Winter" about him before Chen Pingan left Chunlu Garden.
The length of the content was given to him to read first, and what could be written and what could not be written. In fact, Chunlu Pu had already made a plan. Having been doing business in the mountains for so many years, he was very clear about the taboos of the Immortal family.
Chen Ping'an enjoyed these business tips for making money and did not feel bored at all. He and Song Lanqiao were very enthusiastic about chatting with them at that time. After all, Luo Luoshan can also use them to learn and apply them in the future.
Liu Zhiqing went ashore and walked towards Yuying Cliff. Seeing that the guy had no intention of coming ashore, he seemed to be planning to search the stream again to avoid missing anything.
Liu Zhiqing smiled angrily and said, "Good brother, are you obsessed with money?"
Chen Ping'an bent down and picked up a pebble with a texture as fine as ink jade, turned it over gently to see if there were any pleasing natural lines, and said with a smile: "I was afraid of poverty when I was young, so what can I do?"
The reason why Liu Zhiqing left Chunlu Garden without his sword was naturally because he wanted to watch the guy return hundreds of Qingtan stones to their original places, so that he could feel relieved.
But Liu Zhiqing now doubted whether this guy would put it away immediately after he left. He always felt that the man named Chen could really do such a crazy thing.
Chen Ping'an put the stone that looked like black jade close at hand, his eyes wandering, picking up money on the ground, it was much easier than making money from other people's pockets and putting it into his own purse. He didn't even have to bend down and stretch out his hand.
, Chen Pingan is afraid of being struck by lightning.
Because of Chen Ping'an, Liu Zhiqing walked back to the Yuying Cliff and spent half an hour.
When the two of them arrived at the thatched pavilion, Chen Pingan stood still while Liu Zhiqing just stared at him.
Chen Ping'an slapped his head and shouted "Look at my memory". He waved his sleeves and hundreds of pebbles fell into the pond like rain. Liu Zhiqing stared at the pebbles attentively. They roughly had about the same number. The key was that all the dozen of his favorite pebbles were the same.
Liu Zhiqing's expression improved after he found that there were no missing pills. If one pill was missing, he felt that he would no longer come here to drink tea. If you are obsessed with money or not, that is Chen's family business. He can make money from his own side, and it is his fault.
However, if they are not trustworthy, they are two very different things. If Yuying Cliff falls into the hands of such a person, Liu Zhiqing will regard Yuying Cliff as ruined and will not have any nostalgia for it.
Chen Pingan patted his sleeves and said: "Have you ever thought that picking up stones from the stream is also a way to cultivate your mind? I have a rough idea of ​​your temper. You like to pursue perfection. With this kind of state of mind and temperament, sword refining may be a good thing.
, but on the journey of cultivating the mind, if you use the mind of the Golden Crow Palace to cleanse the sword, you will probably be very upset, so I actually regret now that I told you those things."
Liu Zhiqing shook his head and said: "The more troublesome it is, the more it means that once the sword cleaning is successful, the harvest will be greater than I imagined."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I just found an excuse to give you a heads up."
Liu Zhiqing hesitated for a moment, then sat down and began to draw the talisman with his fingers, but this time he moved slowly and did not deliberately conceal the ripples of his spiritual energy. Soon there were two more bright red fire dragons circling, and he raised them and asked: "Have you learned it?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I have memorized the technique, and I can roughly see the trajectory of the spiritual energy movement clearly, but I can't do it now."
Liu Zhiqing frowned and said, "If you were willing to spend half of your thoughts on business on cultivation, what would be such a bleak situation?"
Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and said: "Liu Zhiqing, don't sit here and talk without your back hurting. I am a person who has broken the Bridge of Immortality. To be able to be in today's situation is not bleak."
Chen Ping'an knew Liu Zhiqing's character after three previous discussions.
The earliest appointment was made with Liu Zhiqing, a swordsman who was a bottleneck in the Golden Core Realm. He only used five points of strength. He only punched.
Chen Ping'an drew a circle with a radius of ten feet, and then used his cultivation in Old Dragon City to deal with Liu Zhiqing's flying sword.
Liu Zhiqing used the flying sword for the first time. Because he underestimated Chen Ping'an's physical toughness and was not used to the opponent's method of exchanging injuries for injuries, knocking him down with one punch and never delivering two punches, the blow was originally named
Since it was agreed that the flying sword of "Waterfall" would only determine victory or defeat, not life and death, Liu Zhiqing's flying sword appeared for the first time. Although it was as fast as a waterfall from the sky pouring down into the world, it still only pierced his heart.
As a result, the man allowed the flying sword to pierce his shoulder, and he arrived in front of Liu Zhiqing in an instant. The extremely fast flying sword spun back again and stabbed the man's ankle. Liu Zhiqing had just moved a few feet away.
, he was followed like a shadow by that person and punched out of the circle. Fortunately, the opponent also deliberately reserved his strength after punching before hitting, but Liu Zhiqing still fell to the ground and slipped several feet away, covered in dust.
Liu Zhiqing was just a little embarrassed. After standing up, he looked at the guy whose shoulders and ankles were indeed penetrated by the flying sword and asked: "Doesn't it hurt?"
The most difficult thing about sword cultivators and flying swords is that, in addition to their speed, once they penetrate the opponent's body and Qi, they are extremely difficult to heal quickly, and they will have a terrifying effect similar to the "conflict of the great road", unlike other attacks in the world.
Magic weapons can also cause long-lasting damage and even endless troubles, but they are not as difficult as the legacy of sword energy. It is quick but fierce, like a flood bursting the embankment in an instant, just like a dragon crossing the river intruding into the small world of the human body, turning the river upside down and greatly affecting the Qi.
It depends on the movement of the spiritual energy of the mansion, and monks are fighting for their lives. Often, if the spiritual energy is disrupted, it will be fatal. Moreover, ordinary Qi practitioners are not as good as military monks and pure martial artists in tempering their bodies. A sudden pain will inevitably affect their mood.
One sword is like this, but what if you practice several swords with many swords?
At that time, the man laughed and said: "It doesn't hinder the punching."
After the second sparring session, Liu Zhiqing began to be careful about the distance between the two sides.
You know, sword cultivators, especially Earth Immortal Sword Cultivators, are very good at long range and close combat.
Chen Ping'an began to use his cultivation level when he first arrived at the Skeleton Beach to fight against the enemy, in order to avoid the elusive Liu Zhiqing's natal flying sword.
After that scene, the two of them sat cross-legged outside the circle. Chen Ping'an had numerous small wounds all over his body, and Liu Zhiqing was also covered in dust.
At that time, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but ask: "I once learned how to fly a sword from an old Jindan swordsman. Why did you do it so fast when you only exerted 70% of your strength?"
Liu Zhiqing was in a bad mood at the time, "It's just seven points, believe it or not."
On the third day, Liu Zhiqing looked at the guy who seemed to have nothing wrong with him, "Aren't you just pretending? Today the sword is out at nine points. Although you and I have agreed that there will be no distinction between life and death, but..."
Before Liu Zhiqing could finish speaking, the man smiled and said, "Just draw the sword."
Chen Ping'an used his cultivation level after withstanding the Yunhai catastrophe, but instead of using some of the most powerful punches, he faced the enemy again.
In the end, Liu Zhiqing stood outside the circle and had to rub his red and swollen cheeks with his hands, slowly dispersing the congestion with his spiritual energy.
Chen Ping'an stood on the line of the circle with a bright smile. There were just a few bloody holes on his body. It was not a fatal injury anyway, it just needed to be recuperated for a period of time.
Liu Zhiqing had to ask the same question again, "Doesn't it really hurt?"
Chen Ping'an blinked at that time, "What do you think?"
After three discussions.
They are friends.
Chen Ping'an and Liu Zhiqing knew it, but neither of them wanted to talk about it.
Otherwise, how could Liu Zhiqing be willing to support Chen Ping'an's Laohuai Street Xiongqing Shop, and then drag himself down the street dragging a skeleton with his temper?
At this moment, the scene of the gleaming water under the Yuying Cliff reappeared. It was lost and found, which was particularly touching. Liu Zhiqing was in a good mood.
To be continued...