Qi Jingchun looked at the serious-faced girl and asked a strange question: "What in the world is the most contrary to nature and upstream?"

Ning Yao didn't even think about it and said loudly: "Kill all the demon clan with one man and one sword!"

Qi Jingchun couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "It's cultivation."

Ning Yao thought about it carefully, "Actually, it's the same."

Qi Jingchun pointed to the place where the two of them were before, and clicked another place, "The sword furnace can nourish the body, and Qianqiu can strengthen the soul. But for Chen Pingan, at most, he can barely maintain a balance of payments. With luck, maybe

There is a small surplus. So when he wakes up, help me tell him that he must work hard to practice boxing in the future, even if he does not pursue anything else but just to survive."

Ning Yao breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she was not much better than Chen Pingan, but her foundation was much better, so she would not faint. "Mr. Qi, should I take Chen Pingan to Mu Ping Alley to recuperate now? Or should I go to Liu Xianyang first?

Check out the situation over there?"

Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "It's all done now."

Ning Yao thought for a while, "The guy behind me definitely hopes to see Liu Xianyang when he opens his eyes for the first time, so I'll go to Master Ruan."

Qi Jingchun nodded and said, "I'll accompany you for a while."

The two walked side by side.

The spring breeze blows on the face, the scholar puts his hands behind his back, and the girl carries the boy on her back.

Ning Yao was walking and suddenly asked: "Mr. Qi, as the owner of this small cave, have you recruited a few talented disciples because of the proximity to the water tower?"

Qi Jingchun smiled and shook his head, "No, I only accepted a book boy who was not a disciple. I used to do it to avoid suspicion, but looking back now, I did miss a few good prospects."

Ning Yao asked again, "Mr. Qi, do you know everything here while you are here?"

Qi Jingchun smiled and said: "As long as I want to know, I can know it, but it may not be all the truth. After all, there are some things, the slightest difference can make a huge difference."

There is one thing Qi Jingchun did not say. Ever since he left the small town, he has lost the magical power of "the mirror of his heart can reflect the whole world".

Because someone took away the piece of Zhengui, which was a token left by one of the Confucian sub-sages in the town, and it was also one of the hubs of the formation.

Ning Yao hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Qi, what state are you in now? Have you reached the upper five realms? Also, sir, can you really be invincible in this world when you are in charge of this place? Of course.

, Sir, if you feel inconvenient, you don’t have to answer, I will just ask.”

Qi Jingchun really didn't answer.

The girl rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

Qi Jingchun intentionally or unintentionally slowed down and turned around to look.

The young man blinked.

The middle-aged man also blinked.

Qi Jingchun smiled knowingly and quietly quickened her pace without revealing anything.

A gentleman has the beauty of adulthood.

After walking a long way together, Qi Jingchun stopped and said with a smile, "I won't send you away."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar with frost-white temples stood there, looking at the figure that was getting away, silent.

He took a step forward.

Qi Jingchun arrived near the dragon-slaying platform in an instant.

Confucian saints all have a natal character, which leads them to the top.

No matter who you are in the world, as long as you write, use or read this word, you can add a trace of Taoism and cultivation to that Confucian saint, accumulate a little into a lot, and a drop of water can penetrate a stone.

Qi Jingchun is an exception.

It’s not that there isn’t one word, but there are two.

Moreover, the meaning of the word is extremely long and the realm is extremely profound.

Quiet. Calm and content.

Spring. The world welcomes spring.

That's why he was relegated to this small world, completely isolated from the outside world.

Although Qi Jingchun is just one of the academy masters of the Seventy-Two Academy of the Three Academy of Confucianism, Qi Jingchun really cannot treat him with common sense.

This useless scholar, who faced repeated provocations and humiliations from the Zhengyang Mountain Monkey, but had no reaction, closed his eyes, meditated on the third stroke of the word "quiet", then extended his two fingers together and lightly stroked down in the air.

The indestructible dragon-slaying platform was instantly cut in half into two pieces.

Qi Jingchun waved her sleeves, and two large stones fell into place. One fell in Ruan Qiong's blacksmith shop, and the other appeared in a small house in Muping Lane.

After doing all this, Qi Jingchun fell into deep thought, just like a national Go player who was stuck in a long test, and then stood in a thin curtain of rain. Finally, it was pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and Qi Jingchun still didn't come back to his senses.
Chapter completed!