Xiao Mo said, "Master Chunyang, I dare not say much about anything else. The Taoist priest is just talking about this principle in vain. My young master has done the best in this matter."

Lu Yan nodded with a smile, "I am used to staying in the market. Before leaving, I don't let go of a few words from the fairy-like masters. I always feel something is wrong. I'm sorry."

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Then I will also invite Master Chunyang to Luopo Mountain to be the deputy mountain master. I will be sincere and never be polite."

Lu Yan said in surprise: "Your desolate mountain style is really amazing. I can't even withstand this pure Yang Taoist Dharma."

Chen Ping'an said guiltily: "I blame myself for being a hand-off manager who has been too many years. I am not majestic enough. I am one by one, so I am too silent."

According to an unwritten rule on the mountain, visit the mountain and enter the mountain gate, leave the mountain and exit the mountain gate. After Lu Yan arrived at the foot of the mountain, he directly shrank.

The earth method, crossed half of the Baoping Continent in one step, and came to a fairy ferry at the northernmost end. He raised his eyes to look at the Beijulu Continent in the north, and used the qi-looking technique. There were three glittering lights in his field of view scattered near the mountain where Bai Shang was seclusion. It seemed that He Xiaoliang would not take action yet. Lu Yan shrank again and came to the sea surface in an instant. He looked closely and waved the whisk, and split the sea surface at will, causing a huge wave of hundreds of feet. The Taoist figure flashed and went to a site of the undersea Dragon Palace that had not been discovered by the true dragon king Zhu. The numerous restrictions were useless. The Pure Yang Taoist walked in the courtyard, as if he had entered a nobody.

On the way to climb the mountain, Xiao Mo reminded in his heart: "Young Master, Xie Gou is unhappy in his personality. If she stays in the Luopo Mountain, she may make trouble anytime and anywhere. Why don't I find a way?"

For pure sword cultivators, especially the wild demon clan, the way they look at their own outside world is actually very simple, which is to carefully consider combat power. When facing different cultivators, they need to hand out a few swords. In Bai Jing's eyes, even a hidden master like Chunyang who cannot see the depth of Taoism for the time being, she is not afraid at all. If she was in the wild world, Bai Jing would have even taken the initiative to ask for the sword. Since she could not see the depth of Taoism, she would give her an answer.

Chen Ping'an joked: "How? What method? Is it okay to give my body? Xiao Mo, is there anyone who is like a dead soldier like you? You still need to betray your appearance?"

Xiao Mo wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Ping'an said, "I know your idea. I will give her a rule similar to the three rules of law. Tell her that if you act cross-border, you will sacrifice the flying sword of your natal life. Of course you are serious, Bai Jing will believe that you are serious, but I don't think it's necessary. Okay, don't always worry about this. Since I promised to let her go back to the mountain, you can relax and just practice swords well. Damn, Bai Jing said before that your qualifications are not as good as hers, and he whined a lot, which made me angry. I guess you heard it too, so Xiao Mo, you must practice well."

Xiao Mo said helplessly: "I have never slacked off in my practice for a while after following the young master."

Otherwise, it would be impossible to find a way to enter the fourteen realms, just one step late.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Previously, Taoist ancestor came to the town and asked me about my views on practicing Taoism. I once answered with a poem by Su Zi. Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang Tide. Before it arrived, I wish I could not escape it. There was nothing else to do when I arrived in Yuan, Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang Tide."

Xiao Mo smiled knowingly and said, "Su Zi is known as the Ci Zong, but this poem is very Zen. A scholar talks about this with Daozu, and he is the only one in the country."

Chen Ping'an learned his husband's tone, sighed and complained: "Don't talk nonsense, you're thinking too much, I don't have such a desire to compete."

Chen Ping'an explained: "The reason I talk about this is to tell you that the love story of men and women is often the same. I have to think about it and cannot find it. In fact, it is just the Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang River Tide in my mind. I am worried about it and hate it all in all kinds of resentment. How can I be sad? But when I really succeed, the Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang River Tide is still the Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang River Tide, but my heart changes. The wind is moving, the heart is just moving."

"I'm not worried about what Xie Gou will happen now. I'm just worried that you will really like her one day, and then the situation will reverse. You have also said that Bai Jing's temperament is unstable, and her love heart has gone from strong to shallow. Then it's your turn to start paying off your debts. If you have your hardships, I don't want to see you drown your sorrows every day, sloppy and drunk."

"As for why I am tolerant of Xie Gou, I naturally think that she can always like one person even after 10,000 years. In order to meet again, I think it is a great thing to take the initiative to cross two heavens to find this person."

Xiao Mo was silent.

Chen Ping'an said: "Xiao Mo, take a step back and say that even if you still don't like her, you should know it. Don't just feel bored, at least you are a little patient when you speak normally."

Xiao Mo nodded and suddenly said, "The reason for the young master does make sense, but it seems that the young master is not convinced. The young master and Miss Ning, from meeting and getting to falling in love with each other, you have never changed your mind."

Chen Ping'an moved very quickly and blinked.

Xiao Mo was puzzled.

Chen Ping'an didn't explain anything, but just patted Xiaomo on the shoulder, re-climbed his sleeves, and slowly climbed the mountain.

Xiaomo, it’s not without reason that you and Xie Gou can make a couple. They have a high level and few ideas. Simply put, they are simple and easy to cheat.

This is called "It's like something but not the right thing. Bai Jing's stubborn temper is not allowed to be angry with me. One day, you will like her if you change your mind and like you Xiaomo more?"

The girl with a squid hat who had just become friends and the white-haired boy squatted on the white jade railing on the edge of the square, stretched her neck together, and listened with her ears.

The white-haired boy asked curiously: "Sister Xie, what did the ancestor Yinguan talk to your man?"

Xie Gou rubbed the mink hat, "The heartfelt words between the two big men are mostly scolding me, so it's sincere, but it's touching to listen to people, it's touching."

The white-haired boy was very curious, "What did you talk about? Let me tell me."

Xie Gou suddenly said, "I don't stand or sit, but I squat. My posture is indecent, and it looks like I'm squatting in the pit and shit."

The white-haired boy laughed.

Xie Gou suddenly had a whim, "Konghou, let's form a small gang, for example, first bring up the left guardian first, and give it a title at will?"

The white-haired boy frowned, "It's not worthy of being a slanted official, it seems difficult to convince the public. Moreover, there are only a few people in the Luopo Mountain, and it's hard to deceive people into the trap. Alas, if I had known, I would have agreed to the ancestor of Yinguan to go to Tongyezhou to fool a few new faces who didn't know the details."

Xie Gou nodded, "Then you don't have to worry. Those who have made great achievements must be far-sighted, make plans for a long time, and make an appointment for a while. Let's discuss it carefully."

The white-haired boy said, "We study so much, you are full of great knowledge, I am not good at learning, but don't let scholars rebel for ten years."

Xie Gou rubbed his chin and looked a little frown. Then he stretched his eyebrows and brimmed with boxing. "This is called "a young man who is free to learn from, and a gentleman stays in a good position to wait for his life."

The white-haired boy nodded vigorously, "This is a bit intellectual. Zhou Mili's gang is far inferior to the small hill where only us are the only ones!"

"Why are you so close to Chen Ping'an?"

"No matter what it is, it is very hard to pretend not to be. For example, Chen Ping'an, who was a kind of infatuation who could only hear a story about Miyajima Liu Laocheng, was full of tears and heartbreak. So he actually felt very pity for me in his heart, but never pity me at all, which made me very grateful."

"Yes, this body was not worried about sorrow, and most afraid of seeing gentleness."

The white-haired boy rolled his eyes. If this sentence was not what Zhu Lian said, I would have eaten shit.

"If Zhu Lian is willing to show the truth to others and hold a few more events, I can be sure that within a year, at least a hundred female cultivators are willing to change their wings and come to Luopo Mountain to practice."

Xie Gou agreed and nodded, "If you only talk about appearance, my Xiaomo and Mr. Zhu are probably one hundred Chen Ping'an apart."

The white-haired boy turned his back and said, "Miss Xie, friends are friends, I don't allow you to belittle the ancestor Yinguan so much!"

"Then are only ten?"

“It’s almost the same.”

A natal flying sword left quietly.

Xie Gou grinned, thinking that the flying sword turned into a void, hidden in the Taoist meaning of the smelly old Taoist who stayed in the mountains, like a fish hiding in the abyss. I can't guess your Lord Chen Shan's method?

Xie Gou took out a pot of wine. It was a pound of local soju sold in the town. He took a sip of wine. After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Ware you carefree and unrestrained, and you have become neither human nor ghost nor god nor immortal. Will you be resentful?"

The white-haired boy said with a slight look: "The grass and trees in the mountains and crops in the fields have their own lives. Whatever you want, what can you do."

Xie Gou was drinking wine, "Will it be free if it is not extremely free?"

The white-haired boy was silent for a long time, suddenly raised his fist, raised his arms and shouted, "I figured it out, victory or defeat is here!"

Xie Gou said, "Don't whine."

The white-haired boy lowered his voice and said, "Sister Xie, if you want to be a latecomer, you will be more popular than the leader Pei. The lineage of the dwarf winter melon has a crucial victory or defeat!"

Xie Gou asked, "Mr. Zhu?"

The white-haired boy shook his head and grinned, "Guo Zhujiu!"

Over there, Xiao Mo found that the young master took out the sword gourd again, took a sip of wine, and looked depressed.

Chen Ping'an said: "Xiao Mo, you said that in the future, for example, one hundred years, two hundred years later, or more years later, Luopo Mountain will have a scale of hundreds or even more than a thousand people. If we look back today, will we feel a little strange?"

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Probably, probably not."

Chen Ping'an smiled angrily and said, "It doesn't hurt when an idle person stands and talks."

Afterwards, Xiao Mo returned to the house to practice swords, Chen Ping'an went to the bamboo building and continued to worry about how to write the preface of a certain boxing book.

With the mountain-shaking boxing book in front of Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an had a headache about this. He sat at the desk for a long time and just went to read the book.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

Chen Ping'an opened the door and walked around the green bricks that were spread on the ground with Cui Dongshan, and walked the piles back and forth with six steps.

Go back to the house, take off your cloth shoes, don’t think about anything, and just fall asleep.

How could Chen Ping'an have no selfish intentions? He was so serious about Cao Yin and Cao Yang's teaching boxing. Zhao Shuxia was a direct disciple who entered the genealogy of the ancestors' hall, so he would naturally only be more attentive.

So Chen Ping'an asked Zhao Shuxia to move from Qilong Lane to Luopo Mountain.

Finally, the teaching boxing location will be placed on the second floor of the bamboo building.

Since drinking the tea of ​​apprenticeship and officially taking Zhao Shuxia as his direct descendant, Chen Ping'an has been seriously thinking about how to teach boxing.

It is just one of the links to want to write a boxing book by yourself.

What boxing is taught? It is to continue to teach the Shanshan Fist, as well as some "school dragons" who learn to plant the autumn stake frame, or Zhu Lian's boxing stake, Huang Ting's white ape-back swordsmanship, which evolved from the new frame of six immortal pictures in Yuncaotang, Pushan, and the boxing score given by the gonghou helped Zhao Shuxia walk from low to high, learn the strengths of hundreds of schools, and integrate them. In the future, when Zhao Shuxia enters the fifth realm, then continue to work hard in the six realm...

Qi teaches the gods beating drums in Zhao Shu, Chen Ping'an created his own boxing and sword techniques, "flowers blooming" and "filled moon" and so on. What's more, how to teach, is Chen Ping'an pressing the situation, how many things are? Or is it not pressing the situation, just like feeding the sword-sharpening man Liu Zong on the deer-carrying ferry? He chose a vassal mountain like Huanghu Mountain and Huimeng Mountain, learn from the Yunjian Mountain of Qingping Sword Sect, and starts with Zhao Shu, and is specifically used to cultivate pure martial artists.

Then, a desolate mountain martial artist is formed to learn boxing? Or choose to choose on the second floor of the bamboo building? If the location is finally chosen in the bamboo building, is it necessary to inherit some unwritten tradition, to teach boxing in the way of Cui Cheng, or to Chen Ping'an try it according to his own method? If both are possible and inclusive, then how many of their respective proportions are most suitable for Zhao Shu... These are all real questions in front of Chen Ping'an. As a master, he must have a clear idea and have a structure first before he can formally teach boxing for his disciples. Chen Ping'an has been repeatedly considering these days and overturning one idea after another. However, just taking this opportunity, Chen Ping'an also reviewed his martial arts career.

This morning, the genius was in a daze, and Chen Ping'an sat alone on the stone table by the cliff. Not long after, Nuanshu and Xiaomili walked here. The two girls each carried a package cross-body and carried a wooden clothes hanger together?

Chen Ping'an was so happy that he stood up and asked with a smile: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Mili laughed and said, "Sister Nuanshu said that when I go home this time, the main mountain of Good Renshan will stay in the mountains for a long time. Last night, we decided to clean up the things we had done last night."

Chen Ping'an quipped: "Just packing up such a clothes hanger? It looks like an old chef's craftsmanship. You guys urged him to work overnight, right?"

Xiaomili quickly pursed her lips.

Nuanshu nodded and smiled, "It was me who asked Mr. Zhu to help."

Xiaomili immediately said, "Together, together."

In fact, it was her bad idea last night. Sister Nuanshu originally wanted to say it again in the morning, but she couldn't stand her instigation, so she went to knock on the door in the middle of the night.

Alas, I am still not strong enough, no wonder Pei Qian is the leader.

Nuanshu explained: "Mr. Zhu said that the master's current identity needs to be used to regularly. It's either we need to watch the dishes, or a half-baked immortal master who can climb the mountain. He sincerely admires the master. The master is so handsome and has a first-class fairy style. He always wears a long blue shirt and long gown. It is inevitable that he will become a bit boring. Occasionally, he has changed into a few different outfits and robes. Not to mention how outsiders are amazed, it can also make us cheerful and refreshed. Xiao Mili and I think Mr. Zhu is right..."

Xiaomi Li nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, the old chef expresses our thoughts in a few words."

Nuanshu's eyes were shining brightly. After setting up the clothes hanger, Zhou Mili squatted on the ground and looked left and right, saying that it was not bad at all! The girl in the pink skirt was busy opening two packages and taking out a whole set of clothes. She obviously had already made a draft of her belly, so she took the initiative to ask the master for the green gauze Taoist robe.
To be continued...