Yu Xuanfu was actually a very straightforward woman. When she lost, she lost. She was neither unwilling nor resentful. She stood up generously, not forgetting to say goodbye to Chen Ping'an, and left.
What Yu Xuanfu is thinking about now is the third boxing contest that Chen Pingan declined.
I'm not as good at boxing as others, so what can I do? I just need to increase my fisting intention and punch faster!
She didn't believe what Cao Ci said, and she didn't believe that if she lost to Chen Pingan, it would be difficult to catch up again.
Chen Pingan said goodbye with fists clasped and no words.
The talisman boat landed on the top of the city, and a group of four people floated to the ground.
Many sword cultivators dispersed, calling for friends and greeting each other. For a time, in the sky north of the city, sword lights criss-crossed, but there were many people cursing. After all, no matter how lively it is, it is not beautiful if the wallet is dry.
You need to pay on credit to buy wine, which makes me sad just thinking about it.
Chen Ping'an put on his boots, smoothed his sleeves, and bowed to Mr. Zhong first. Zhong Qiu returned the salute with clasped fists, and respectfully called him the Lord of the Mountain with a smile.
Before leaving the Lotus Root Blessed Land, Zhongqiu had already resigned from the Imperial Preceptor with the new emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom. Now that he has arrived at another Great Wall of Sword Qi in the world, Zhongqiu plans to become a pure martial artist for once. Fortunately, the place with the most sword qi in the world is fine.
By polishing his fist skills, maybe one day in the future, he will have the opportunity to meet Yu Zhenyi again. He is no longer a national master, and Yu Zhenyi should be the one who has gained the Tao. The two sides will definitely not be able to explain each other.
Use your fists to ask for immortality.
Chen Ping'an and Cao Qinglang looked at each other early. Cao Qinglang understood the situation and was not in a hurry to bow to his husband and just stood quietly beside Mr. Zhong.
At this moment, Chen Pingan looked at Pei Qian with a smile and asked, "Have you seen a lot along the way? Did you delay Mr. Zhong's study tour?"
Pei Qian first pecked the rice like a chicken, then shook his head like a rattle, feeling a little busy.
Master seems to be a little taller. That’s okay. He’s taller today and even taller tomorrow. In the future, it won’t be higher than Luolu Mountain and Piyun Mountain. Will it be higher than the Sword Qi Great Wall?
?
Chen Pingan rubbed her head.
Pei Qian suddenly let out an oops and shook his shoulders, as if he was about to fall down. He frowned and whispered: "Master, do you think it's strange or not? I don't know why. My legs make me unsteady from time to time. No."
It's not a big deal, Master, don't worry, even if I stumble a little, it won't hinder me from practicing boxing with the old cook, and it won't delay me copying books, after all, I hurt my leg."
Pei Qian stood on tiptoes, put his hand to his mouth, and whispered: "Master, Nuanshu and Mi Li'er said that I often sleepwalk. Maybe I bumped myself one day, such as a table leg or railing."
Chen Ping'an suddenly realized, "That's it."
Pei Qian was relieved. It was indeed a watertight reason and everything was fine!
Then Pei Qian stiffened instantly and slowly turned his head.
Qi Jinglong and his apprentice slowly walked over here with a white head and a mournful face. The money-losing guy came here at any time. He prayed for the Bodhisattva to appear on the Great Wall of Sword Qi every day and receive blessings from the heavenly officials, and he also talked about the sword.
Immortal name taboo gives him some luck, but it doesn't work.
Chen Ping'an asked: "When are you going to fight? It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun, today?"
Pei Qian's eyes lit up, and Bai Shou felt as if he had been granted amnesty. The two of them looked at each other, understanding each other. Bai Shou coughed and took the lead in saying: "You can fight with a hammer, but fighting with literature is enough!"
Pei Qian echoed: "Yes, Bai Shou is Mr. Liu's favorite disciple and a monastic on the mountain. I am the master's first disciple and a pure martial artist. Bai Shou and I can't fight together at all."
, what’s more, my time in boxing training is too short, and my boxing skills are not perfect. Now I can only be fed by the old cook, but I don’t dare to ask others about boxing. If I really want to fight, I can wait until I have mastered the crazy sword skills.
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Bai Shou became anxious, "You have mastered that set of swordsmanship, but you are still a pure martial artist. You are a swordsman, not a swordsman. The difference is a word, a world of difference, and you still can't compete!"
Pei Qian is also anxious. What do you mean, you look down on my swordsmanship? You just look down on me, Pei Qian. If you look down on me, you look down on my master?! My master has always regarded himself as a swordsman. He is my left guardian general of Qilong Lane.
Did Guer lend you Baishou?! Pei Qian was furious and hit the ground with his hiking stick, "Baishou, let's fight today! Now, here!"
Chen Pingan bent his fingers, hit Pei Qian on the back of the head with a chestnut, and said: "A pure martial artist, keep punching, because you have to use the person you are today to fight with the person you were yesterday, and don't engage in that kind of fight of will. The truth is a bit big.
, if you don’t understand, just remember it first and think about it later.”
Pei Qian turned around and said aggrievedly: "But Baishou looks down on swordsmen. Master has traveled thousands of miles in the world and has always regarded himself as a swordsman. It doesn't matter that Baishou looks down on me. I am not familiar with him, but as a swordsman, he looks down on the master."
Swordsman, I won’t agree.”
At that moment, Bai Shu felt that he was more intelligent than Yu Xuanfu, and he wished he could give himself a big mouth.
Pei Qian's fist movement was flowing turbulently, as if there were thousands of trickles that were originally quiet and peaceful, but suddenly they converged into a waterfall.
In the past, Senior Cui of Zhulou was practicing boxing, and he occasionally said a few words about boxing principles. Among them was "a waterfall rising halfway up the sky, flying down to the earth", which was a metaphor for the sudden formation of boxing intention, and the image of a martial artist in the world. There was also the "one dragon with four claws lifting the hand"
"The four mountains, the back is towering and the waist is stretched horizontally", which refers to the essence of the boxing spirit of the Yunze Daze style. Since ancient times, dragons and rains and sweet rain have fallen from the sky. I prefer to use the water from the four seas and five lakes to return to the clouds and leave the world.
Chen Ping'an: "Huh?"
Pei Qian's fisting intention suddenly dissipated, he said obediently, and lowered his head, what else can he do? The master is angry, the disciple admits his mistake, it is a matter of course.
When Senior Cui taught boxing, the person who got the most satisfaction was not Chen Pingan, but Pei Qian.
At least Chen Pingan felt this way. Pei Qian learned boxing too quickly and gained too much meaning. As a master, Chen Pingan was both pleased and worried.
Bai Shou almost popped his eyes out.
If I, the White-headed Great Sword Immortal, were so partial to people named Liu and respected my master as much as Pei Qian, I guess people named Liu should go to Taihui Sword Sect’s Patriarch Hall to burn incense, and then secretly look at the portraits of the Patriarchs.
She shed tears, her lips trembled, and she was extremely moved. She said that she had finally accepted a good disciple who had not been seen in a century or a lifetime for the ancestors of her sect. What happened to Chen Pingan? Did he drink too much in the wine shop and couldn't think clearly?
Qing? Or was it during the previous fight with Yu Xuanfu that he received such a strong punch on the forehead that his brain was damaged?
Chen Ping'an said sternly: "Bai Shou is half a member of the family. You and he usually have nothing to do with each other, but just because he said a few words, you want to be so serious about boxing and formal martial arts? Then you will walk alone in the world from now on.
, when you meet those you don’t know, and you happened to hear them say harsh and unpleasant things about Master and Luo Luo Shan, do you have to use faster and heavier punches to reason with them? This may not necessarily be the case, after all, things will happen in the future.
, no one dares to say for sure, not even Master, but tell me for yourself, is there such a worst possibility? Do you know that in case of one, as long as it is one, it will be ten thousand!
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"Once this happens, there will be so many Taoist cultivators in the world who have gone down the mountain to practice, and each mountain will be higher than the other. The rivers and lakes are deep, and everything looks like a pond but is actually a deep pool. You are alone outside and have suffered a big loss.
The bitter end is that for other people's small mistakes, you rely on your fist to reach out and deliver big mistakes, and then others, relatives, friends, and elders attack you. Even if Master is willing to defend you afterwards, Master has such great strength and a clear conscience.
How could the master punch? How could the master meet that person and just punch him with all his strength without saying a word? How could the master knock him down with one punch and only say one sentence to him, saying that my disciple is just a small puncher and a big master?
In this case, as a human teacher, I will use the new fist to explain the old principles to you?"
Pei Qian lowered his head and said nothing.
Bai Shou's mind went blank, and there was nothing more sad than death. The young man only knew that his life was over.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Mr. Liu, Mr. Zhong, can we just take a walk?"
The group of people had a clear understanding of each other and left the place, leaving behind only the master and disciple who had not reunited for a long time, but were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers and were separated by two worlds.
Chen Pingan said: "Master has said his own truth, and now it is your turn to speak. Master only listens to what is in your heart. As long as it is what is in your heart, no matter whether it is right or not, Master will not be angry."
Pei Qian still didn't speak.
Hold on to the hiking pole tightly.
This is something unprecedented.
Chen Pingan was a little helpless, so he had to say more, and said softly: "If it were before, master would not say these words to you in front of Cui Dongshan and the others, and would only talk to you in private. But now you are the founder of the Luopo Mountain Patriarch Hall
I am your direct disciple, and Master has been separated from you for a long time. Moreover, you have grown up a lot now and have learned boxing. Instead of taking care of your mood, I will talk to you in private. If you are not interested, then Master
I would rather you feel that Master has caused you to lose face in front of so many people, and complain in your heart that Master is unkind, but you must remember these principles. Everything in the world is a blessing, but truth is the only thing that cannot be spared. Today I can
Talk about today, make up for what you missed yesterday and make up for it today. It is the fault of a father who has not taught you well, and the laziness of a teacher who has not been strict in teaching. Master has told you so many annoying and annoying rules, not to ask you to walk around the world by yourself in the future, with your hands tied, and not happy at all, but to hope that you will meet
If you think about things too much, if you understand them and understand the truth, you can punch without restraint. This is true once in the world, and even more so ten times a hundred times. If you feel wronged again, go back to the mountain and find the master. The master does not need his disciples to fight against the master.
Since the master is the master, he should protect his disciples. Pei Qian, do you know what the master's wish is in his heart? That is, whether the disciples or students taught by Chen Ping'an, go down the mountain and no matter where in the world, their boxing skills can be inferior to others.
, You can defeat others in knowledge, and your skills don’t need to be high, but there is only one thing. No one in the world, no matter who they are, should use them to teach you how to behave. Master is here, sir is here, one person is enough."
Pei Qian had already burst into tears. She hugged her beloved hiking stick, with which she got along day and night, and often whispered her innermost thoughts to it. She raised her arm, wiped her tears with her left hand, and wiped her face with her right hand. But the tears couldn't stop, so she
He gave up, raised his head, frowned hard, and choked out: "Master, the reason why I said that before is because I feel that if it is a real martial arts fight, as long as Bai Shou treats him with his heart, I will definitely not be able to defeat him, but the disciple
I’m really angry with him. I can’t beat him anyway, but the punch must be thrown. This disciple is the master’s first disciple. Even if he is not allowed to look down on the master and the swordsman, he still has to fight if he can’t beat him!”
"So this is ah."
Chen Pingan scratched his head, "Then Master is wrong. Master wants to say sorry to you."
Chen Pingan bent down and stretched out his palm to help her wipe away her tears.
Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, and he had runny nose. He quickly turned his head, then turned his head again, and smiled widely, "Master, how could it be wrong? Master, please take back the word 'I'm sorry'."
To be continued...