After Ning Yao and Die Zhang returned to the shop, Die Zhang suddenly stopped and did not dare to go any further.
Because Diezhang was in awe of the man who suddenly appeared at the door of his shop.
The opponent was a great swordsman who was famous for keeping strangers away.
Ordinary sword cultivators from other continents, no matter how bad-tempered they are in their hometown, they have to calm down when they arrive at the Great Sword Qi Wall.
The seniors on the left and right were different. As soon as they arrived at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there was a local Immortal Realm Sword Immortal stationed at the top of the city. He tried to ask the left and right sword master who was regarded as the person with the best swordsmanship in the world. In the end, the seniors on the left and right only replied with one sentence.
, "You can't learn my swordsmanship, but there is something you can learn from me. If you can't fight, just don't fight."
At that time, Lord Yin Guan on the side also said, "It seems to be alas."
The much-anticipated battle at the top of the city did not break out.
After the shock, Diezhang was filled with curiosity again. Why did the opponent restrain his sword energy so much? Everyone in the city knew that sword immortals always had sword energy lingering around their bodies. During the battle, using sword energy to open the way and penetrate deep into the hinterland of the demon army was
The same is true for sharpening one's sword skills alone on the top of the city.
But today, Haoran, who has the best swordsmanship in the world, has restrained his sword energy, and for the first time, he has not revealed any of it.
Ning Yao took Die Zhang to go shopping again.
Ning Yao returned after learning that Mr. Wen Sheng had left. He never thought that he had not left yet.
Before leaving, the old gentleman made a special trip to say hello and thank her. Ning Yao was actually confused at the moment and didn't know what happened to him. He needed to be thanked by a literary sage.
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Regarding the subtle relationship between Chen Pingan and Zuo Zuo, it was not difficult for Ning Yao to understand what they were thinking, so he did not say anything to Zuo Zuo on Chen Pingan's side.
Nothing she said was appropriate, not to mention that Chen Ping'an had his own opinions on major life matters, so she didn't need Ning Yao to point her fingers or make suggestions.
Diezhang couldn't help but be curious. After walking far away, he asked Ning Yao with the ripples in his heart, "Chen Ping'an knows Zuo Dajianxian?"
Ning Yao nodded and said, "We have known each other for a long time."
Chen Ping'an wrote it all in his landscape travel notes, which is quite long.
Diezhang smiled and said, "Can you tell me more?"
Ning Yao shook his head and said: "No."
Diezhang pulled Ning Yao's sleeve and swung it gently, obviously trying to act coquettishly, and said pitifully: "Sister Ning, you can talk about whatever you want, there is always something you can talk about."
Ning Yao thought for a while, "You should go back and ask Chen Pingan yourself. He plans to open a shop in partnership with you. You can use this as a condition, so don't agree yet."
Diezhang quickly figured out the meaning of his words. Ning Yao had clearly dug a trap for himself. Diezhang laughed angrily and said, "I have no intention of agreeing to do business with him in partnership. Ning Yao, please stop this."
Ning Yao smiled and said: "It's not that I turned my elbow outward, it's Chen Ping'an who is right. You are not smart enough in business. If you replace it with him, you can ensure a smooth flow of money and abundant financial resources."
Diezhang frowned and stopped talking.
Ning Yao glanced at her and immediately knew what she was thinking, and explained: "Chen Ping'an was carrying one square-inch item and two close-to-hand items. Except for the ordinary wine in his hometown and a pile of bamboo leaves, it was completely empty. It was almost empty.
He didn't bring anything with him. If he really just wanted to imitate the many merchants on the cross-continental ferry in this Great Sword Qi Wall and earn immortal money from us sword cultivators by selling some messy things, Chen Ping'an wouldn't be like this.
I have been stuffed to the brim for a long time. So Chen Pingan wants to do business with you in partnership and only makes money with conscience. It is a habit. Chen Pingan has liked making money since he was a child, not just being rich. I must do this for him.
Let’s say it’s unfair.”
Diezhang felt relieved and smiled again, "That's good. Otherwise, I would have scolded him in person for being a lard, and it's okay for this newly recognized friend to be inappropriate."
Not long after the old scholar left.
Then he gently placed the wine bottle in his hand on the chair.
I don't like drinking, and it's troublesome to suppress my sword energy.
There is only one person in the world who dislikes his own sword energy too much.
Chen Ping'an was still sipping his wine, looking quite relaxed and happy.
Zuo Zuo sneered and said, "Isn't it hard to pretend to be calm and calm without Mr. favoritism?"
Chen Pingan was determined not to speak.
Zuo Zuo asked: "I didn't know that my husband would come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi before. You asked Chen Qingdu to come out. There is no problem. Now that my husband is here, why don't you take the initiative to speak up? Whether you agree or not is your business. Ask or not.
It’s the etiquette of a student like you.”
Chen Ping'an also put down the wine bottle on the chair, put his hands on his sleeves, leaned forward, looked at the street that was being renovated, and said softly: "It's not like I don't know what the situation is like, sir. I would embarrass you by saying this."
Isn't it? If Sir is not embarrassed, won't the student feel uneasy about his conscience? Even if I feel complacent and bring trouble to the entire Sword Qi Great Wall, it will affect the whole body and directly lead to the beginning of the war between the two sides. When Sir left
, how can it really not be difficult?"
He nodded his head left and right, acknowledging the answer.
If you, sir, have many worries, disciples should share your worries.
I remember the tall Mao Xiaodong, and my memory is a little blurry. I only remember that he was a serious young man who studied all year round. Among the many registered disciples, he was not the smartest group. He was slow in studying and most liked to ask people about knowledge.
Difficulties are difficult to solve, and Cui Chan often laughs at Mao Xiaodong for being a blockhead who doesn't understand. He only gives answers but never wants to elaborate. Only Xiao Qi will be patient and talk more to Mao Xiaodong.
He said slowly: "In the early years, Mao Xiaodong did not want to take refuge in Liji Academy. He insisted on being tied to the lineage of Literary Saints and accompanied Xiao Qi to Aquarius Continent to establish Cliff Academy. At that time, the teacher actually said something very serious
In other words, Mao Xiaodong shouldn't be so selfish and just want to put his own conscience at ease. Why can't he raise his ambition to a higher level? He shouldn't have such a sectarian view. If he can use greater knowledge to benefit the world, it doesn't matter whether he is in the lineage of literary sages or not.
Then Mao Xiaodong, who I had never looked down upon all my life, said something that I admired very much. Mao Xiaodong opened his voice and shouted directly at his teacher, saying that his disciple Mao Xiaodong was stupid by nature and only knew how to respect his teacher first.
To be honest and upright, the order of the two cannot be wrong. After hearing this, sir, he was happy and sad, but he no longer forced Mao Xiaodong to switch to the lineage of Li Sheng."
Chen Pingan picked up the jug again and took a sip of wine. "I went to Sui Academy twice. Senior Brother Mao was very concerned about me, for fear that I would go astray. When Senior Brother Mao reasoned, he had the demeanor of a Confucian sage and master."
He smiled and said, "Then you didn't see him tightening his neck and being speechless. When you talk to your husband, no matter how good the reason is, you can't spit on him. What do you think? Junior Brother
!”
Chen Ping'an quietly put the wine bottle back on the chair and only dared to hum, still not saying a word.
He stood up, grabbed the wine bottle on the chair with one hand, and then looked at the food box at his feet.
Chen Ping'an stood up and said, "I'll pay for it myself."
He glanced at Chen Pingan again.
Chen Ping'an could only continue: "It will be the same in the future."
Only then were you ready to leave.
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "I hope I didn't disappoint senior brother."
There was silence for a moment, then he said slowly: "It's okay."
Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "That's good."
After hesitating for a while, he said: "From today on, if someone says some weird words to you, saying that you are only able to achieve what you are today because you are born in the lineage of literary saints and have received countless protections, you don't need to talk nonsense with them and just fly away.
Send a message to the city with a sword, and I will teach them how to behave."
Chen Pingan was speechless.
It's really a bit uncomfortable.
He paused for a moment and added: "Even their parents and elders taught him."
Chen Ping'an seemed a little impatient when he saw the people around him. He thought he was going to teach him swordsmanship first. He remembered the widely circulated saying among wild cultivators that a Taoist friend will die but a poor Taoist will never die. He had to nod quickly and said: "I'll remember it."
You no longer worked hard to suppress your sword energy, and turned into a rainbow and walked away to the city.
From the city to the top of the city, wherever the sword energy came from, the ancient sword energy that filled the world gave way to a fleeting path.
At the top of the city, the hands holding the wine flask gently lifted up their sleeves. Inside was a bound book that Chen Ping'an had given to his husband before, but he secretly kept it for himself for some unknown reason.
His most beloved closed disciple Chen Ping'an even hid it.
Use sword energy to isolate a small world on the left and right, and then drink and read a book.
Place the book on the city wall in front of you, and when your mind moves, your sword energy will turn over the book.
I drank the wine in the pot unknowingly and turned my head to look at the sky, where my husband was leaving.
Ever since he became the most destitute Confucian sage in the world, he has always kept smiling, but everyone knows that he is not really smiling. His disciples are scattered and wandering, and he feels guilty.
Only after seeing that young junior brother who has so much arrogance that he is now willing to accept him as his husband, even if he doesn't smile much or speaks much, even if they are separated, he is destined to be smiling broadly at this moment.
That Chen Ping'an may not know clearly. If he arrives at the Sword Qi Great Wall and hears that he is at the top of the city, he will rush to him in a hurry and call him senior brother.
To be continued...