A southbound ferry belonging to Changchun Palace will stop at Niujiao Ferry in Longzhou.
Cao Qinglang came outside Pei Qian's house, stood in the corridor, knocked on the door gently, and said, "It's me."
After Pei Qian opened the door, he continued to walk six steps in the house and asked casually: "Do you want to see me for anything?"
During this round trip from Luolu Mountain to the capital, Pei Qian kept his face like a girl's face on the way so as not to spend a few extra dollars on medicine.
Six-step walking, this is the only "boxing skill" that Chen Pingan did not hide when Pei Qian was a child.
It's just that at that time, Xiao Heitan looked down upon her and felt stupid. She thought about Lao Wei and Xiao Bai all day long, giving her a dozen of martial arts skills, no hardship, and peerless martial arts that fell from the sky.
Cao Qinglang stood at the door, "Come back when you finish practicing boxing?"
Pei Qian looked strange and said, "Except for sleeping, I practice boxing."
Cao Qinglang was a little embarrassed.
Pei Qian said: "Talk and chat, it won't delay the execution."
Cao Qinglang then crossed the threshold, closed the door gently, sat at the table, and poured himself a glass of water.
Except for the military ferries of Dali, the clean water supplied by almost every Xianjia ferry is very particular. Most of it is taken from various famous springs. In the early years, I don’t know who was the good guy who classified the beauty of water in a continent into seven grades.
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For example, the Pearl Spring in Baishui Temple of Qingluan State, a pool at Longtuan Peak in Yunxia Mountain, it is said that when water is poured into a cup, it can be higher than the surface of the cup without overflowing, and the water in the pool can even float copper coins. There is also the former Nantang
Lake Qingmei Temple, and the pot of water on the table is the unique spirit of Changchun Palace. It is said to be of great benefit to a woman’s appearance. It can remove crow’s feet and has miraculous effects...
When Zheng Dafeng was still guarding Luopo Mountain, Cao Qinglang was going to Beijing to take the exam and take part in the joint examination. Zheng Dafeng started to persuade Cao Qinglang to help him take a detour and visit the Changchun Palace. It would be best if he could buy it.
, If you can’t buy it with money, you will have to steal a few pots of Lingqiu Spring water and take it home. Brother Dafeng will be very grateful when the time comes!
Cao Qinglang stated the purpose of this visit: "In addition to the northward journey you left Ouhua Paradise with your husband, you also went south to Tongyezhou alone. I want to ask you about some of the customs and customs along the way. The more detailed the details, the better.
Okay, so it may delay your boxing practice for half a day."
Pei Qian has a good memory, which is even more magical than Xun Qu's who has a photographic memory with one glance and ten lines.
Cao Qinglang has a good memory, but he can still compete with Xun Qu, but to compare with Pei Qian, he is really humiliating himself.
According to the plan of my husband and my junior brother, the Luopo Mountain Association will select a location somewhere in the north of Tongye Continent and officially establish its next sect by the end of this year, or at the latest in the spring of next year.
In just one year, the upper sect was established first and then the lower sect was established. In fact, in the history of Haoran Tianxia, ​​it had only been done twice before.
The two monks who accomplished this feat were Fu Lu Yuxuan from the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and Wanyan Laojing, the old Ascension Realm monk from Jinjia Continent who chose to rebel during the war.
Pei Qian said: "I'll write a booklet for you later?"
Cao Qinglang smiled and raised his arms and cupped his fists, shaking them gently, "It's better this way. Thank you, senior sister."
The original intention was that Pei Qian dictated it, so Cao Qinglang took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and copied the "Travel Notes".
Now he and Pei Qian both have a "little cave sky" gifted by Senior Xizhu, which is of higher rank than the items nearby, so it is much more convenient to go out.
Pei Qian kept walking, twitching the corner of his mouth, "You have to collect money, and settle the bill according to the number of words, one penny per word, how about it?"
Cao Qinglang nodded and said, "No problem."
If I had known this, there would be no way around money.
Pei Qian walked six steps at a time, took out a large "account book" from his sleeve, and threw it to Cao Qinglang.
It contains 200,000 words, all written in small regular script.
She was obviously prepared, just waiting for Cao Qinglang to ask for it.
Judging from the ink marks, most of them are "travel notes" written temporarily in the inn of Dali Capital.
Cao Qinglang flipped through a few pages and was quite surprised. In addition to describing the territories of various countries along the way, mountains and rivers, military preparations, temples, temples, auspiciousness and other customs and customs, Pei Qian also touched on local products such as salt and iron, and even transcribed several
The content of Shaoxian Chronicles is mixed with many official maps.
Pei Qian stopped walking and sat at the table.
Her hair is tied into a bun and her forehead is high.
The whole person looked neat and tidy and very heroic.
She looked out the window quietly.
She is not a very good-looking woman, but today's Pei Qian must be a woman who will be remembered deeply when they see her.
The clouds outside the window were high and low, and Pei Qian looked a little distracted.
Master once said that the articles in books are like the landscapes on the desk, and the landscapes in the world are like the articles on the ground. They can both please people's eyes and cultivate their sentiments, especially the latter, for free!
Big White Goose also said that if you can’t imitate the great masters, you can’t imitate the bird by carving a swan. If you can’t imitate the famous master, you can’t imitate the dog by imitating the tiger. Our luck is very good, my husband
Where can you find your master?
Putting away his thoughts, Pei Qian turned to look at Cao Qinglang.
Cao Qinglang noticed Pei Qian's strange eyes and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
Pei Qian asked: "You were robbed of the sect master by your junior brother, so you didn't have any emotional ups and downs?"
Cao Qinglang smiled casually and said: "Of course I will be a little disappointed, but more importantly, I am relieved."
Cao Qinglang raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, "I'm still not strong enough to shoulder the heavy burden."
"Master, at your age, you would have almost become a hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall."
Pei Qian twitched the corners of his lips and said, "The teachings of the sage mean that a disciple does not have to be inferior to his master. I look at you, hanging."
Cao Qinglang held back his laughter, "The reason why the saint taught like this shows that there are more cases where the disciples are not as good as the master. Besides, didn't the master also clearly write down the sentence in the book, 'The master is worse than the master'? That’s the truth, it’s easy to talk but difficult to understand.”
Pei Qian said nothing more.
She's good at telling lies.
Forget it, I can't explain this Cao Mutou if I talk about it honestly.
Hehe, second on the list.
Cao Qinglang was about to stand up and say goodbye. With this booklet, when he arrived at Tongyezhou, he would follow the route in the book and walk down to earth, and he would know a lot.
Pei Qian suddenly asked: "When do you plan to form the elixir? At that time, will you ask Master Zhong to help protect the gate?"
Cao Qinglang had no choice but to sit back on the chair and said: "At the top of my mountain, no one actually needs to guard the gate. Once the site selection is finalized and the sect ceremony is held, I will retreat to the next sect to form alchemy. In the words of my younger brother,
As soon as we open the door, there will be an extra golden elixir on our mountain, which can help the next sect get a good start."
Pei Qian laughed and said, "No wonder I'm not in a hurry."
Cao Qinglang laughed it off.
The golden elixir was formed between Li Buhuo, the Nascent Soul was cultivated between the age of sixty and seventy years, and the Yupu was cultivated between the age of one hundred and two decades.
This is a "Mountain Exam Paper" given by Mr. Lu in the Ouhua Blessed Land in the early years.
Cao Qinglang began to practice step by step in his hometown.
With Mr. Zhong's guidance, the climbing path is not fast but steady.
The three natal objects were considered rare items in the former Lotus Flower Blessed Land, but compared to the vast number of direct descendants of the sect, they were not of high quality and were not worthy of recognition.
It's not that Cao Qinglang can't break through the situation faster, but it's not necessary. It's true as Pei Qian said, there is no rush.
Therefore, compared with Pei Qian, who has made great achievements all the way, Cao Qinglang only talks about practicing one thing, not talking about academic studies, which indeed seems very bleak.
Pei Qian added, "Cultivation is similar to martial arts. As long as you have resilience, you will have stamina. If you have stamina, you will have the opportunity to strike later."
Just like what Grandpa Cui said about boxing principles, practicing boxing is the easiest in the world. You just need to punch one more punch than your opponent.
At the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Big White Goose once took the two of them to the top of the city to find the uncle Zuo who had met the three of them in private.
On the way to the city, the young senior brother once made an analogy.
There are many drunkards in the world who have never sobered up. Drinking is like drinking water.
The drunkards in Jianqi Great Wall have never been drunk. Drinking water is like drinking alcohol.
Pei Qian could tell that Uncle Zuo liked Cao Qinglang, his nephew, very much. He pulled Cao Qinglang over the city and asked many questions.
Some of Cao Qinglang's answers made Master Zuo frown, and some of his answers made Master Zuo nod and smile. Finally, I don't know what Cao Qinglang said, but it made Master Zuo very... surprised and made him laugh endlessly.
At that time, Pei Qian and Big White Goose were sitting a little far away, and she couldn't really hear the specific content of those questions and answers.
To be continued...