Chen Ping'an and Yin Guan's sword cultivators talked about the matter of overwhelming victory. The sword cultivators all understood the truth, but Chen Pin'an gave an example that made even Chou Miao Sword Immortal feel uncomfortable.
In Qing Ming Tian Xia, Lu Chen, the third master of Bai Yu Jing, once visited the hometown of the young Yin Guan, where he hid his identity and set up a fortune-telling stall in Lizhu Cave, where he stayed for more than ten years.
Suppressed by the mighty avenues of the world, one has always been in the ascension realm.
Wang Xinshui complained a little to Lord Yin Guan. Why didn't he tell such a shocking story earlier? He told him earlier. His admiration for Lord Yin Guan has reached the Ascension Realm a long time ago. How could it be the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm now?
Among the latest six people who are closest to the young hermit official, Guo Zhujiu has the highest level and is unattainable, so he is qualified to judge everyone based on their understanding and achievements. Some of Gu Jianlong's fair words even Guo Zhujiu
She felt that it was unique and surprising, so her level was not low, and she was in the Immortal realm, second only to her. Because of playing chess, Scrophulariaceae had a trump card, just like the disciples of the sect who had obtained a unique secret book, which directly leads to the fifth level.
Realm, if you get the Jade Pu Realm, you can expect a great road. Cao Gun went to this mountain to learn this way, but it was too late and he was not diligent enough, so he only had the Golden Core Realm. Wang Xinshui was the bottleneck of Nascent Soul. As for Miyu Sword Immortal, he had poor qualifications.
Without sincerity, even earthly immortals are not like that.
Today, Chen Ping'an went out for a walk again. Guo Zhujiu finished his work, moved the little snowman's position on the table, patted its head, then picked up the small bamboo box and ran out.
The gaze and urging that she euphemistically calls "Xiao Guo Bamboo Wine", the little snowman is looking at, it is caring and encouraging, the bamboo branch in the little snowman's hand is pointing, it is urging, who dares to do things carelessly, the bamboo branch is used as a flying sword, be careful of the dog's head.
Not guaranteed.
Master was still walking so slowly today, and Guo Zhujiu caught up with him within a few steps.
Guo Zhujiu asked: "Master, why are you walking so slowly recently? Are you practicing?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Yes, I am cultivating my mind."
Guo Zhujiu turned around in a circle, always facing the master, "Disciples don't need to learn this great knowledge, right? You can't learn it, right?"
Chen Pingan said: "Anyone can learn it, but there is no need to learn it."
The little girl was both happy and sad.
In a secluded courtyard, Chen Pingan twisted out a Hengjiang Water Talisman and a Soil Talisman, "Master will draw you a picture of the vast world."
Every time he reached a continent on the ground, he would tell the little girl about the local customs and customs, some of which he had seen with his own eyes, and some of which were recorded in books or heard through hearsay.
There is Tongyezhou in the southeast where a Taoist temple is built, Dongbaopingzhou in Master’s hometown, Luzhou in Beiju where most swordsmen travel to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Aaiaizhou where the world’s snowflakes are produced, and Liuxiazhou in the northwest where Buddhism flourishes.
Xijinjiazhou is the site of an ancient battlefield, Fuyaozhou in the southwest is currently in turmoil, and Nanposuozhou is where the Chunru Chen family is located.
Lin Junbi's hometown, the Divine Continent of Middle Earth.
Guo Zhujiu squatted in the corridor, looked at the map, and sighed: "The sky is round and the earth is round. Why isn't the sky round and the earth is round? Then Master is in his hometown of Baoping Continent. If he wants to travel to Jinjia Continent, it is very close. Where is it?
It takes such a long detour.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Because all the worlds and all the cave heavens and blessed lands are new territories after being broken. If they are all found, plus the fifth world newly discovered by the Confucian saints, and they can be pieced together, maybe it will be
The sky is round and the earth is small, like a circle within a circle, a moon within a moon."
On the way to the Sui Mountain Cliff Academy for study, Xiao Baoping once asked this question, but the person who answered this question at that time was Cui Dongshan, who was almost omniscient.
Then Cui Dongshan took out a water bowl, a green branch that had just been broken off, and a random stone picked up in his hand. Cui Dongshan pretended to be mysterious and asked everyone what they thought about the heaven and earth.
Unfortunately, the rice was cooked and the stewed fish was fragrant, so no one paid any attention to him.
Cui Dongshan threw the stone, stuck the branch diagonally in the middle of his back collar, poured a bowl of water, and asked Chen Ping'an for a bowl of rice.
Chen Ping'an said he wanted to find Pang Yuanji, who was hiding somewhere in a daze. Guo Zhujiu jumped up, shouted his order, and ran away.
Guo Zhujiu returned to the lobby, the atmosphere was still a bit dull and solemn.
It was fine when Master was around.
As long as the master is not around, it becomes even more breathless.
Guo Zhujiu picked up the bamboo box and placed it at his feet.
After that incident happened, Lin Junbi asked Mr. Yin Guan if he could tell all the sword cultivators on the Sword Qi Great Wall about the story of the Ascension Realm Great Demon who was killed outside the Hanging Mountain.
Otherwise, over a long period of time, people's hearts will fluctuate, and if a flood breaks out, it will easily affect the entire war situation.
Chen Pingan only said that it was not necessary and could wait.
The heated discussion was only aimed at him, Lord Yin Guan, and not all the sword cultivators in Yin Guan's lineage, so it didn't matter for the time being.
Pang Yuanji sat on the railing of a corridor, stunned and speechless.
I have many things on my mind and have nothing to say.
Hearing the footsteps, Pang Yuanji turned his head and nodded, saying hello.
As a result, Pang Yuanji waited for a long time before the guy sat next to him.
It seems that every time Chen Pingan leaves the lobby recently, he just takes a walk, with the same pace, just slow.
Chen Ping'an sat aside and handed over a pot of wine, "It's the Xianjia wine from Chunfanzhai. It's very expensive and the taste is no worse than Zhuhai Dongtian wine."
Pang Yuanji shook his head, "Forget it, I haven't drank for a long time."
Chen Ping'an looked at this guy with a stubble on his face and said, "Say something to make your heart happy. Don't worry about anything. I know you are resentful towards me. I just feel it's unreasonable, so I have to endure it. In fact,
There is no need to be like this. Do you think you are like a wine vat? How can you brew fine wine by storing your sorrows?"
Pang Yuanji said: "You should have visited every corner of the Summer Palace and the Cold Palace, right?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Of course, it's a pity that there is no secret mechanism and no windfall can be found."
Pang Yuanji said softly: "But you definitely won't have the same feeling as me. It's not just now that I feel this way. I discovered it not long after I entered the old Yinguan lineage."
"How do you feel? Tell me."
Chen Pingan opened the jar of wine, took a sip of wine, and said, "I just drink and listen to your complaints. There is no need to reason. Sometimes, venting emotions is a kind of truth in itself."
Pang Yuanji looked dazed and murmured: "Is there an extra thing in the two houses? Are there any scattered decorative objects? There is nothing. When my master left the Jianqi Great Wall, the 'Yinguan' jade plaque
All the secret files were left behind, and then I stayed here alone. I only had one feeling, as if Master had never been to this summer palace in this life. During this time, I have been thinking about Master.
What will she think about and do when she is alone? Will she ever be sad and disappointed but unable to tell others? Everyone thinks that my master should always be powerful and invincible, killing demons again and again, but I never
I don’t even think so.”
Having said this, Pang Yuanji glanced at the city, and when he talked about his master Xiao Xun, he couldn't help but think of the boss swordsman.
The two hermit official palaces are so lonely, so it is even more so for the boss swordsman who only has a thatched hut.
It seems that very few people here on the Great Sword Qi Wall have carefully studied and thought deeply about what the boss Sword Immortal is thinking and how he feels.
Chen Pingan looked around, nodded and said: "After you said this, I realized that the house is indeed empty. This shows that your master Xiao Min is very powerful. Only a person with an extremely strong and self-centered heart will not care about his body at all.
Foreign objects. You can’t do it, and of course I can’t do it either.”
In fact, Chen Pingan's feelings about a strange environment are earlier and more intense than those of a stranger.
It's just that we can't talk like this.
Pang Yuanji's eyes were red, he raised his head, took a deep breath, and smiled miserably: "I thought you would curse my master, at least you should scold me bloody."
After all, his master, Pang Yuanji, almost killed the young Yin Guan's senior brother with one punch on the battlefield.
And he launched a sneak attack in the most disgraceful way.
A person's self-deprecation in the saddest place is a kind of subconscious self-protection.
Chen Ping'an shook his head and drank wine, "If I want to talk about those lofty principles, I can't even say them in a few baskets. I can't scold you, master and disciple, too much. It's boring. You must tolerate other people's selfishness, otherwise it will end."
In the end, it’s you who is tired, so why bother?”
Chen Ping'an continued: "Let's not talk about Xiao Xun's final rebellion. You know how much she did for the Sword Qi Great Wall, and I also know it. As for why she rebelled, maybe I understand it better than you, because I am a bystander.
But now and in the future, many sword immortals and sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi mostly choose to forget. Some are intentional, some are unintentional, and a very few understand but do not accept it. So I guess this is what you are most aggrieved about.
place?"
Pang Yuanji remained silent.
Chen Ping'an took a big sip of wine and said with a smile: "Pang Yuanji does have that selfish intention. He is still doing sword cultivation work in the Xin Yin Guan lineage, and he is no worse than others. In terms of things, you don't owe the Great Wall of Sword Qi anything.
Heart, you are not ashamed of your master-disciple relationship, so what do you expect from Pang Yuanji to be considered a good job?"
Therefore, Chen Ping'an did not feel that Pang Yuanji's cultivation path was dead end because the sword's heart was unstable, just like a ghost beating a wall.
Pang Yuanji smiled bitterly and said, "Even if I hear you say that, I don't feel any better."
Chen Pingan said: "I will ask you one last question. You don't have to answer it."
Pang Yuanji didn't really want to hear this question, and it must have been very distressing and uncomfortable.
Chen Pingan asked: "If you could kill Xiao Xun immediately after she punched her, what would Pang Yuanji do?"
Pang Yuanji subconsciously followed the example of his master and apprentice with his hands wrapped around his sleeves, shoulders slumped and spirited. Pang Yuanji did not answer this question.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's uncomfortable anyway, so I might as well make it more uncomfortable for you."
Pang Yuanji wanted to say that he had asked, Mr. Yin Guan, you can continue your work.
Unexpectedly, the man said again: "How about I ask you another question?"
Pang Yuanji asked: "Does it mean that if I don't give an answer, you can keep asking?"
To be continued...