The white clouds are like formations, and the mountains are as deep as the sea. There are no guests here, just a few glasses of wine.
Whether flowers are blooming, birds are flying, the wind and smoke are clear, and the characters are all in the color of snow.
Chen Ping'an came to Huang Xi and Xiu Niang. Behind him, higher up, there was a girl in a mink hat and a handsome monk with an unfamiliar face, wearing a green robe, slowly walking down the Shinto steps.
Deng Jianping quickly climbed the mountain and came to Chen Pingan's side. Deng Jianping was obviously very nervous. Huang Xi found it interesting. When he usually talks to his sister and brother-in-law, isn't your kid quite young and witty? Now he has become mute.
, in a nest?
Chen Ping'an didn't speak, and Deng Jianping became more and more embarrassed. Huang Xi saw that the atmosphere was awkward and couldn't turn his elbows outward, so he joked, "Chen Jianxian is so familiar with the elegant words of Luzhou, our northern capital.
I can’t hear the slightest trace of Aquarius Island elegant dialect or old Dali Mandarin accent.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "We are all happy to meet each other. Where is the hometown? But in the final analysis, I am not as sincere as Brother Huang, so when I check out, I reciprocate my registration number."
The embroiderer hurriedly said, "Chen Jianxian is right. When you go out, you should be careful and speak only a few words to people you meet. You can't just throw your whole heart into everyone."
Deng Jianping nodded, deeply convinced.
Huang Xi's face was full of melancholy, "My dear wife, you are so unkind, you are burning bridges across rivers. I am the only one who dares to admit that I am a confused outsider?"
Xie Gou and Qing Tong came here to get together, and Xiu Niang asked in a low voice, "Chen Jianxian, who is this girl?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Grandmaster Deng just calls me by my name. Her name is Xie Gou, and she is our Luolu Mountain Genealogy Monk. Of course, we are definitely not father and daughter."
Xie Gou rubbed his mink hat, grinned and introduced himself, "My name is Xie Gou. Why don't I mention it by name? It's a false name for an external object. You can just call me Gouzi from now on. I am the second in command of Luo Luoshan."
The worshiper, like the mountain master and Deng Jianping, is a sword cultivator, but I entered the mountain later, it seems that among the genealogical cultivators, I am a little earlier than your brother."
Although Huang Xi was always regarded as a wild cultivator in the mountains and rivers in Luzhou, Beiju, in fact, he had a rich background and origins.
Otherwise, he would not have suggested that his brother-in-law Deng Jianping cross the continent to practice Taoism in Wutong Mountain, because Huang Xi knew the true identity of the "Qingyu Patriarch" and his relationship with the Demon Suppressing Tower.
Huang Xi said from his heart, "Huang Xi, a monk from Luzhou, Beiju, and his Taoist companion Deng Jianqiao, have met senior Qingtong. Our original intention is to let Deng Jianping come here to find a seat in the ancestral hall."
Qing Tong just nodded in greeting, with a cold and distant expression, and casually made a pun, "The temple is small. The vegetarian food may be bland, so it may not be delicious."
Don't look at Qing Tong's lack of momentum when it comes to Xiao Mo and Bai Jing. After all, he is a time-honored brand with ten thousand years of experience in the Ascending Realm. Not to mention he is the owner of one of the nine Xiongzhen Towers in the world, and he is even more closely related to Lao Guan.
The Lord has been a neighbor for countless years. In the eyes of Qing Tong, how do the Huang Xi and Deng siblings still need to be condescended to?
Xie Gou Da Bao said, "I worship my master and practice my sword well. If you encounter any difficulties in building the road, if the mountain master is not around, you can ask me. You can also often go to the Sword Worship Platform, one of the mountains of the Luopo Mountain Domain.
, find Gan Tang, oh, just worship Gan Tang. When you get to Luo Po Mountain, you will know his identity. Anyway, the little old man is also a sword cultivator, his realm is acceptable, his Taoist power is average, but his ability to preach is not
Well, patience is a rare advantage in him."
Chen Ping'an had a minor accident. It was rare for Xie Gou to be so concerned about other people's spiritual practice. The old deaf boy had to suffer a lot in order to learn some sword skills from her.
I remember that when we first arrived at Luopo Mountain, the old deaf boy was still reluctant in every possible way. He was afraid that the young hermit official would ask him to shoulder the burden, which would cause extra social affairs and delay his cultivation.
It's good now, I heard that Gan Chongfeng has moved directly to Huaying Peak to teach Taoism. Instead, I started to worry that those Taoist embryos have no way to study and are not brave enough to break through the practice.
Just because Deng Jianping's visit to the mountains to learn Taoism made Xie Gou think of the earth on earth thousands of years ago. Many monsters who had opened up their spiritual wisdom and were able to shape themselves almost all had a pure and unyielding Taoist heart.
Heart, you want to learn from the masters of those who have attained the Tao. Many monsters have only heard of a certain mountain or the name of a certain Taoist temple, and they only know a general direction. They will make a wish and resolutely go there.
, The mountains and rivers are far away, and the Tao lies there, so we have to work hard. This journey often takes several years or even decades. The journey is often extremely difficult and dangerous, and finally we have the opportunity to meet the Taoist priest who has been asking him to help solve the puzzle.
It is a journey of hard work that consumes endless effort. Even if you are lucky enough not to be expelled and be left on the mountain by the Qi Refiner, the matter of cultivating Taoism is just the beginning. Most of them are not registered for the time being. Can you be accepted into the sect?
The wall still needs to be observed for a long time. After protecting the mountain for decades or even a hundred years, it may be possible for a Taoist priest to teach you a few words of true secrets.
So Xie Gou’s first impression of swordsman Deng Jianping was not bad, and he would choose his master.
Being able to choose a master depends not only on vision but also on luck. This is a very real skill. We need to know that in ancient times, how many demon monks who sincerely followed the Tao ended up miserably. In vain, they became some
A mountaineering "Taoist food" for those with evil intentions?
The embroiderer wiped the corners of her eyes, focused her voice into a thread, and murmured softly, "Fortunately, all the hard work has come to an end. A rather bad beginning, but finally a happy ending."
In fact, everything that the woman does except her brother, her own martial arts training, and all the matters on the mountain top are handled extremely carefully. Only the matters related to Jian Ping are trivial and trivial, and it is easy to lose ground and get entangled.
It was so serious, as if she had lost her soul, that she would look to Huang Xi for advice.
Huang Xi helplessly reminded her in her heart, "Hey, Xiu Niang, where are you now? I just became a master. Jian Ping still has a long way to go from now on. He only said that he would go to Luo Po Mountain and practice sword practice with Chen Pingan."
, there are many more things to pay attention to than practicing at home, such as how to get along with those classmates who are already well-established and famous students, can they be harmonious, will they be excluded? Can Jian Ping adapt to it?
The family tradition of Luolu Mountain, whether there is an elder relationship or not, usually treats people less casually than in the home dojo. We know each other well in the past, so naturally we don’t have to worry about saying something wrong or inappropriate, and the other person may miss him for a long time. Besides,
Well, our side is just a hilltop where there are no more than a hundred people. It is far inferior to the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Luolu Mountain. There are many experts with different temperaments. Let’s just talk about this girl Xie. She can serve as the second enshrinement of Luolu Mountain at the foot of the mountain.
In the store, can we imagine her true identity? Things like this will have to be considered and figured out by Jian Ping in the future. He needs to be able to accommodate others and adapt to the environment entirely on his own."
The embroiderer complained to herself and said, "It's still my fault. I didn't teach enough principles in the past. It's also your fault. As a brother-in-law, I'm not close to my brother-in-law. I can't have a few drinks throughout the year..."
Huang Xi's head was agitated when he heard this. I had never gone to drink with him less often, and I had to give him face. Only once did we both drink well, but Deng Jianping sat on the ground after drinking, acting like a brother-in-law.
I could only squat on the ground and drink with you. The brat was so drunk that he still kept his momentum and said, "If I dare to let my sister down, I will chop me to death. Even if I can't chop me to death, I will die on the top of your mountain. It's a Chinese New Year."
During the night vigil, Huang Xi ended up carrying his brother-in-law on his back, and even had "nectar from heaven" spat on his head. When his brother-in-law was treated like this, Huang Xi himself felt that he was sincere.
The embroiderer whispered, "Husband, it's hard for you."
Huang Xi smiled and said, "Xiu Niang, if you want to make up for the past, you don't have enough, just ask me to get it. If you feel you owe something, you can pay me back in your next life."
"I will be an uncle then, and I will let you grind ink on your red sleeves every day to add fragrance, and I will also serve you tea and water to help wash your feet. Haha, I am happy just thinking about it..."
The embroiderer elbowed her again, and then started to worry again, "But Jian Ping went on a long trip alone, with no one around to take care of him. Will he be wronged when he gets to Luo Po Mountain?"
"If a cultivator wants to gain something, he should go through countless hardships. Don't be anxious. In short, let's take it one step at a time. You have to believe in my vision of good and bad people, and you can also believe in Jian Ping's Taoism.
heart of."
Huang Xi then gave an attributive sentence, "What's more, when Jian Ping went to that Luo Po Mountain, what he really wanted to learn was not just Chen Ping'an's swordsmanship."
Xie Gou seemed to be afraid that the mountain owner would regret it, so he said tentatively, "Sister Deng Jianqiao and brother-in-law Huang Xi are both very good people, especially this one named Xiu Niang, who is naive. I believe that the character of this child Jian Ping is not that different."
Where are you going? The owner of the mountain picked it up and missed it! Is this called buying a pig to watch a pen?"
Which pot does Qing Tong not mention? "Yin Guan is able to recruit disciples here. Doesn't Wutong Mountain have some credit for naming it as a courtesy?"
Xie Gou grinned and muttered, "It's bad luck. I'll never come here again."
Qingtong felt relieved. From now on,
It would be best if you two fellow Taoists are not invited to come.
Chen Pingan changed the subject and said with a smile, "Comrade Lao Qing, please make some space for us to sit down and chat for a few words. Then let Deng Jianping perform a simple apprenticeship ceremony, and we will no longer disturb the Taoist monks."
Qingtong opened all the restrictions on the landscape and found a quiet place in the private dojo.
In the room, the host Qing Tong and the guest Chen Ping'an sat on the upper seat together. Xie Gou sat cross-legged on the chair. Opposite him were Deng Jianping and three others.
Chen Ping'an was sitting upright, and he only had to drink a bowl of apprenticeship tea from Deng Jianping to register his name as master and apprentice. After that, he still needed to change to the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall and go through the process of recording his name on the golden and jade genealogy.
Chen Ping'an looked soft and said slowly, "Jianping, when we become our masters later, we will have the status of masters and disciples on the mountain. As a preacher, my requirements for you do not say what realm you must reach in the future, so
You don’t have to feel pressure in this regard. I only have one thing to say. You must remember that after you follow me into the mountains to practice, you must sincerely follow the Tao and work hard to practice swordsmanship. In addition, if you feel that you are not good at dealing with people, you can live in seclusion in the mountains and concentrate on practicing swordsmanship.
. Occasionally leave the dojo and go out to relax, whether it is at the top of Zhufeng Mountain or in Huaihuang County. No matter who you meet on the road, no matter who the person is or what their status is, just have a rough etiquette. As for your fellow brothers and sisters
, there is no need to rush to meet, and when you meet, there is no need to deliberately ponder their thoughts or treat others, just be yourself."
Huang Xi glanced at Xiu Niang, as if to say, look, Chen Jianxian has already thought of what you are worried about.
Xiu Niang, who had been subconsciously clutching her dress, felt like she had taken a reassurance. She just felt like she was in a dream. Jian Ping was relieved of her knot and recognized her master?
Xie Gou immediately spoke up and said, "These are not polite words, they are the sincerity of our mountain master. For example, there is Tao Jianxian in the Qingping Sword Sect who is in the Jindan realm. He is in the same realm as Jianping. He was born as a wild cultivator in Shanze. He has no
He has a bad temper and loves to scold people. Jiang Shangzhen, Mi Yu, my Xiaomo, and even the owner of the mountain were all taught a few words by him in person. Tao Jianxian is still alive and kicking every day now. Hehe.
, Now that we are all family members, I will tell you more about Tao Jianxian’s feats. Last time Qingping Sword Sect held the opening ceremony of the mountain, Tao Jianxian was the last one to get up and met our mountain master on the mountain road.
He spoke straightforwardly and persuaded that there should be less red tape for this kind of ceremony, otherwise he would take a nap in the ancestral hall and sleep in his cage. The mountain master had no choice but to nod obediently and say okay, okay."
Chen Ping'an smiled and explained, "The story of what happened has been polished a bit by Xie Gou, and it is a bit exaggerated. Tao Wen doesn't just curse people when there is nothing wrong. Most of them happen for a reason."
The embroiderer was dumbfounded when she heard that. That Jindan realm sword cultivator couldn't be so bold. How heartless would he be to be so generous? How many lives do you have to dare to curse like this?
Huang Xi laughed from the bottom of her heart and said, "Ms. Xiu, I can see that Xie Cixi has a good impression of you. Maybe this is called eye compatibility."
The woman then thought, even if Xie Cixi used an exaggeration, no matter how inexperienced Jian Ping is, how can we be a better person than Tao Jianxian?
Qing Tong coughed and reminded that this was Yin Guan recruiting disciples. In a sense, every word he said was preaching and teaching skills. You, Bai Jing, an outsider, should not interrupt, it is inappropriate.
Xie Gou rolled his eyes, it was really bad luck. However, Qing Tong thought that when he met the two of them, his fate seemed to be in conflict, which would be his downfall.
Chen Pingan said sternly, "Deng Jianping, before you formally become a master, as far as I'm concerned, it's not just the master who chooses his apprentice, the apprentice can also choose his master. The rule that one day is a master and a lifetime is a father is not so natural."
.If one day you feel that the two ways are not compatible, you can get together and have a good time. Don’t be too rigid about the master-disciple status, and don’t think too much about the human world outside of practicing Taoism and sword practice. Of course, you still have to go through the necessary procedures at the Zushi Hall.
Yes, remember not to leave without saying hello."
In fact, both the master and the apprentice were of similar age, but no one here thought that Chen Ping'an was putting on airs, and Deng Jianping always held his breath and listened with an open mind.
Until this moment, Deng Jianping's mind was still full of confusion. Hearing these words, he suddenly became frightened and said in a trembling voice, "Unless Chen Jianxian and Luo Luoshan insist on driving me away, I will never leave the genealogy and retreat."
Yi Yi said, even if you drive me away, I will still take my bedding and stay at the foot of the mountain, waiting for Chen Jianxian to change his mind."
Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.
Xie Gou was overjoyed, "This guy knows how to take advantage and knows how to find a way out at the foot of the mountain. Our gatekeeper at Luopo Mountain is Taoist Priest Xianwei."
Qing Tong felt pity for this young sword cultivator. Until now, he still looked like Chen Jianxian with a sense of distance.
Chen Ping'an said, "Before I hand you the apprenticeship tea, Jian Ping, please go and wait outside the door. I have something to say to your sister and brother-in-law."
Deng Jianping hurriedly stood up, walked to the door, closed the door gently, and stood in the corridor as if facing the wall, pursed his lips. After a long time, he came back to his senses and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Xie Gou raised his chin and signaled to Qing Tong that you are a shitty outsider and you should leave the house quickly.
Qingtong, a landowner, had no choice but to stand up and make room for a group of outsiders.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Friends Qing Tong don't need to avoid suspicion. You are a registered worshiper of the Qingping Sword Sect. At this moment, everyone in the house counts as one of your own."
As expected, Qing Tong sat down again and shook his sleeves coolly.
Xie Gou stared at this guy, Xiaomi Li said, the kind of martial arts master in the book who has an internal strength of one or two Jiazi, has excellent martial arts, and I heard that he can kill people with his eyes.
Qing Tong was actually depressed inside. He was annoyed to death by this young girl with a mink hat who was now known as Xie Gou. She might as well have met Bai Jing, the swordsman from ten thousand years ago.
Chen Pingan said, "Huang Daoyou, Grandmaster Deng, first of all, I have to thank you for trusting me to give Jian Ping to me to teach swordsmanship. Then I also ask you to rest assured that I will be very careful in my future teachings, both emotionally and rationally. Jian Ping
Now he is in the Golden Core Realm. With his qualifications and foundation, it is not difficult to break through the bottleneck and enter the Yuanying Realm within a few seconds. As expected, his real difficulty lies in the fact that when he was in retreat in the Yuanying Realm and tried to break through, he had two inner demons.
, one of them, when it was an accompanying city and 'Chen Ping'an' at that time, I had my own means to prepare for a rainy day and help him pass the level without taking shortcuts, but the demon in the previous level had to be solved by the person who tied the bell.
Before Grandmaster Deng says goodbye to Jianping, he needs to have a frank heart-to-heart talk with his brother and sister. Remember, Grandmaster Deng should not care about Deng Jianping’s feelings. Don’t blindly want to hear Deng Jianping’s thoughts. He should cover his ears with lightning speed.
Once it is clear what Deng Jianqiao was thinking and why he acted as he did in the difficult situation that year. It should be noted that Deng Jianping cannot solve this problem, which is calamity. When encountering calamity, he ran away, ran away again and again, and his Taoist heart retreated.
Even if the flood breaks the embankment, Deng Jianping's achievements in this life will not only stop at the Nascent Soul realm, but he will sail against the current and retreat again. Therefore, Grandmaster Deng must solve the hidden dangers in this matter first, otherwise he will not be able to succeed later.
The more I preach, the more mistakes I make regarding Deng Jianping's future."
Deng Jianqiao said in a deep voice, "I will definitely live up to my trust. I will go outside to have a heart-to-heart talk with Jian Ping..."
Huang Xi started to speak but stopped.
Chen Pingan said bluntly, "Deng Jianqiao, have you really thought about it? Do you recognize yourself and dare to tell others who you are? What's the point?"
Deng Jianqiao was stunned. Huang Xi nodded slightly, and the authorities were confused by the onlookers.
Chen Ping'an continued to ask, "When suffering comes, dare to be angry and speak out, rise up and kill when you need it. Is it for yourself or for your relatives? If it is both, what is the order, what is the emphasis? Deng Jianqiao
At that time, it was inappropriate to abandon the gods and turn to learn boxing. I couldn't help myself. To this day, who do I live for in this life? Who should I live for? From now on, Deng Jianping should face 'Deng Jianping'
What is the responsibility of this name and how is it responsible?”
Deng Jianqiao couldn't answer a single question.
Huang Xi said cautiously, "Chen Jianxian, there are a lot of questions. Can Xiu Niang please calm down a little?"
Chen Pingan just glanced at him.
Huang Xi became speechless, what a guy, he is so powerful.
Chen Ping'an, who had a good rapport with the conversation at the wine table, was completely different from the other two.
Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment, asking and answering a question to himself, "As a monk, your will is depressed and your heart is like ashes. Can the ashes be rekindled? If you stir up the embers of the brazier, there will be a hidden pearl."
Huang Xi secretly praised.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Master Deng, go
Call Jian Ping in."
Deng Jianqiao had been in a trance, and he suddenly woke up, stood up, and went out with Huang Xi.
Qing Tong was the first to leave his seat and stand up. Xie Gou deliberately did this by slowing down and leaving the chair. He could no longer speak and act exactly like Qing Tong.
What does it mean to practice Taoism in the mountains by personal transmission? It is a secret heart-to-heart teaching between master and disciple, and the Dharma is not passed down to the ears.
Deng Jianping didn't sit down, he just stood.
Chen Ping'an didn't say anything about this, and said, "Jian Ping, I can allow you to practice sword breaking slowly, and even accept my own direct disciples. You often become slack in practicing sword, wasting your time, and wasting your qualities. There is no big deal."
To make a career, you must be a good person with a clear conscience from beginning to end. The disciple's failure in practicing Taoism is because, after all, I, the master who is a preacher, failed to teach the disciples well. These are easy to discuss, and you can be allowed to be on the road of life.
, make mistakes, admit them, and correct them.”
"But I will never allow Deng Jianping to disappoint his sister who has no requirements for him."
"One day, I will not only clean up the family in person, but also let you know what it means to regret having me, Chen Ping'an, as your teacher."
"Did you hear me?!"
Deng Jianping shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Chen Jianxian, I remember every word!"
Chen Ping'an smiled, "Huh?"
Deng Jianping suddenly realized it and scratched his head, "Master and disciples have all remembered it."
Chen Ping'an seemed to have profound meaning in his words, "A true heart-to-heart comparison will not drag down both parties."
Deng Jianping seems to have some enlightenment.
In the corridor outside the house, Qing Tongxian symbolically cast a layer of formation to help isolate the world inside the house. He glanced at the pair of Taoist couples from other continents and asked straight to the point, "Deng Jianqiao, with the cultivation levels of you and the Taoist couple,
Why do you want your younger brother to come to Wutong Mountain to join a Jade Pu Realm family?"
The embroiderer was hesitant, after all, it involved her man’s family secrets.
Huang Xi was very honest and said with a smile, "To be honest, the founder of my family once traveled all over the world to visit real people. Before the war was over, he left a notebook recording his experiences. He wrote that he was with Qing Tong at the Yao Tower in Tongyezhou Town.
The senior had a chance encounter. At that time, he stopped to rest at the entrance of a grotto sealed with white clouds. He was struck by the scene and chatted a few words about his Taoist experience. Unfortunately, the conversation with the master in the mountain did not agree, so the ancestor took his leave and left.
"
Qing Tong thought for a while and finally remembered that thousands of years ago, he had indeed seen a sloppy and lame old Taoist priest with profound Taoist power and strong wit.
However, for the young Qingtong, this kind of encounter is like a leaf of duckweed spinning on the water, fleeting and never bothered.
So Qingtong just said with emotion, "Your family's incense tradition has been passed down for so many years. It's not easy. Keep up your efforts and don't insult the ancestor."
There is an old saying in the mountains, it is better to mess with the new sects that are booming than the old mountains with endless orthodoxy.
Because I don’t know if there are several ancestors hiding in the latter mountain or inside the hanging statues.
Huang Xi called the Taoist priest and said respectfully, "The younger generation should bear in mind the ancestral precepts and teachings of the elders."
Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Huang Xi said, "My ancestor also wrote down a line in his notes from Zang Fu, saying that in Tongyezhou, there were only two strange people who dared to say that they had enlightened the Tao.
Under the central plane tree.”
Qing Tong seemed to be smiling, but said, "Such biased words can be written in a notebook and closed for self-admiration. As for the children in future generations who are qualified to read this notebook, too much words will inevitably lead to mistakes, so don't spread it outside."
.”
If this kind of bastard talk is accidentally heard by the old concubine, the person who said it and the person who listened will definitely be in trouble. Neither of us can even think of running away. Friends Huang, please don't harm me.
Qing Tong added another sentence, "You can actually ask Master Yin Guan to pay for a drink. Huang Daoyou is quite proud of you."
Huang Xi smiled heartily and said, "That's because Chen Jianxian is approachable and has nothing to do with my reputation."
This trip to Wutong Mountain was not in vain. I also got an extra "taoist friend" from senior Qingtong. Isn't it the same treatment as my ancestor? When I went back to the family ancestral hall to offer incense to the hanging portrait, I had to say
Said?
Qing Tong exclaimed, "Why don't you, Daoyou Huang, go to Luopo Mountain to be a guest?"
Huang Xi wondered, "Why?"
Xie Gou chuckled and said, "He has sharp edges and corners, and he speaks straightforwardly."
Huang Xi asked, "Am I really capable? Isn't Luopo Mountain closed? Are you still accepting guests?"
Xie Gou said, "Whether we can seal the mountain and accept guests or not is not a matter of a word from our mountain master?"
Huang Xi sighed and said, "With one heart and one mind, Chen Jianxian is very prestigious."
It's not that Huang Xi deliberately said something nice, but Huang Xi knows very well that in a big family, the people of the sect are complicated, with their own misunderstandings and grievances growing like overgrown weeds.
On the other side of the room, Chen Ping'an said, "Everyone can come in."
Xie Gou hurriedly made up his mind, "Luo Luo Shan is not a one-word church!"
After entering the room, Chen Pingan sat down and took the apprenticeship tea from Deng Jianping. Deng Jianping refused to listen and insisted on kneeling and kowtow. After Chen Pingan drank the tea, he became the master and apprentice.
Xie Gou was counting his fingers, silently counting how many disciples the mountain master had now.
Deng Jianqiao raised the back of his hand to wipe away his tears. The woman had never been so happy.
Chen Pingan put down his tea cup and said with a smile, "Deng Jianping will return to Aquarius Continent with me. Grandmaster Deng, what do you think, fellow Daoist Huang? Are we going to Luopo Mountain to sit together?"
Deng Jianqiao frowned and said, "Chen Jianxian, don't call me Grandmaster Deng. Just call me Xiu Niang."
She almost forgot that Chen Ping'an was a real Kung Fu martial artist. Not long ago, they had a boxing match with Pushan Huang Yiyun, and they had become quite attached to each other in private. Ye Yunyun bluntly said that she was able to stay at the Zhinu level thanks to
Chen Ping'an's boxing lesson. Ye Yunyun was teaching boxing rather than asking about boxing. Deng Jianqiao knew how important this was.
Huang Xi said, "We originally planned to send Jianping to Wutong Mountain, and then continue to swim south to Litongyezhou, all the way to Qushandu on the seaside, and then take a cross-continental ferry to Nanposuozhou to meet a few current friends with whom we have family connections.
Dojo.”
Chen Pingan nodded, "Then you can follow the planned itinerary. Anyway, Luopo Mountain is not long, and we are always waiting for you two to come and be our guests."
Of course, Xiu Niang wants to accompany Jian Ping for a longer distance, and it is best to send her brother to Luo Po Mountain. However, she still listens to Huang Xi on such a big matter. How to get along with the immortal master and sect on the mountain is indeed Huang Xi's decision.
Hope is better at it.
Chen Ping'an said, "Then let me talk to fellow Taoist Qing Tong about some personal matters first. You have to say goodbye for the time being, but you can also chat for a few more words. In half an hour, we will meet at the foot of the mountain?"
Huang Xi was fine. Just when Deng Jianping was alone with Chen Pingan in the house, senior Qingtong had already told them a place suitable for siblings to talk. It was a small pavilion on the cliff that was best for enjoying the scenery. The pavilion had "clouds" on its forehead.
Pass".
After Huang Xi and the others left, Chen Pingan handed over a piece of paper.
Qing Tong took the piece of paper covered with small regular script and asked doubtfully, "Really?"
Chen Ping'an glared, "How can it be difficult for me to be stopped by some trivial matter? Talent is flowing like a fountain. I am afraid of it myself. Who can stop it?"
Xie Gou laughed heartily.
Once she was in a good mood, she didn't care whether Qingtong pretended to be in the Fourteenth Realm or not.
Chen Ping'an laughed at himself, "I even had the idea of accepting a disciple as a master. I almost said it on the steps of the mountain road earlier."
Xie Gou was really shocked now, and Qing Tong was even more surprised.
On the mountain road to the small pavilion, Deng Jianping took the lead and said with a smile, "Master talked to me a lot, and also taught me a truth that I will keep in mind."
Huang Xi joked, "What's the golden truth? Can I take advantage of it and listen to it?"
The embroiderer elbowed her again, and this time Huang Xi, who was very familiar with it, blocked it with her palm. The embroiderer elbowed her again, hey, I'll block it again, so skillfully that the brother-in-law Deng Jianping felt... distressed.
Deng Jianping said, "The truth is very simple, just one sentence, 'Human life is rare, and a gentleman will not save it.'"
Huang Xi nodded and agreed. This kid Jian Ping really likes to get into trouble. "Chen Jianxian is advising you to cherish your life and don't die casually?"
Deng Jianping was noncommittal.
In fact, Master also said a few words at the end, "It is the principles that your Master Qi taught me back then, and I will pass them on to you today."
"It just so happens that I haven't left the town yet, and you haven't gone to the town yet. You haven't gone up the mountain yet, and you're still outside the mountain."
The embroiderer asked tentatively, "Jianping, I'm going to tell you something from my heart, do you want to listen?"
Deng Jianping took a deep breath, looked determined, nodded and said, "Sister, I've been waiting for this sentence for a long time."
Huang Xi said with a smile, "Hey, the implication is that you are complaining about my sister for not taking the initiative to chat with you? It's so wonderful to defeat an entire army with one hand."
Deng Jiancheng's face was red, he was not good at speaking, and he was holding back too much. Xiu Niang's elbow was quite powerful, but Deng Jiancheng grabbed her arm and walked forward quickly together.
Huang Xi held the back of his head with both hands, slowed down, walked behind his siblings, looked around, the wind and soil were beautiful, then he looked up at the sky, wow, the weather is good.
He did not enter the pavilion, but squatted on the edge of the cliff from a distance, occasionally glancing at the pavilion secretly from the corner of his eye.
I don’t know what the siblings were talking about, but I saw that Xiu Niang finally cried for the first time, and her grievance was on her face, not in her heart.
Huang Xi lowered his gaze and saw someone on the other side of the mountain road, wearing a green shirt and long coat, holding a hiking pole.
Reminds me of a saying that above the martial arts in the world, Cao in white and green in green.
Huang Xi smiled knowingly and went to visit Cao Ci when he had the opportunity. How strong must this guy be to make Chen Pingan lose several boxing matches in a row without winning?
Chen Ping'an took Xie Gou down the mountain first. No matter how arrogant Qing Tong was, it was only polite to send him to the mountain gate.
On the way down the mountain, I met several groups of monster monks who were going up the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, the goddess of the Wutong Mountain Ceremony Department was responsible for entertaining the guests, and the monks from the Patrol and Hunting Department were responsible for driving them away.
Seeing the mature and prudent old man, Chen Pingan took the initiative to clasp his fists, and the latter clasped his fists in return. After both parties nodded, they smiled and left.
In life, there is no need to say much. East, west, north and south go their separate ways.
Qingtong remembered this scene in his heart.
And there was that foxy girl who was surrounded by the stars. When she saw the guest in green shirt, she smiled brightly and stretched out her hand to say hello, "Brother Jun, we meet again. We have a good fate, right?"
But she muttered a little, for some reason, there was an indistinguishable male and female monk in green clothes next to the girl in the mink hat. She was really a beauty.
Chen Ping's arrangement turned a deaf ear.
The female cultivator talked more and more enthusiastically, "This is Lishan. Why did you fail to pass the Wutong Mountain Ceremony Department, or was it simply rejected? Do you want me to give you a favor?"
Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "The person next to me is the Qingyu Patriarch of Wutong Mountain. When I go down the mountain, he will see off the guests. Who do you think needs help and who intercedes?"
The female cultivator and her companions burst into laughter. She even covered her heart, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she said sweetly, "Brother Jun is good-looking and his words are even more interesting. Do you want to be friends with my sister?"
Chen Pingan laughed it off.
Qing Tong remained silent and kept walking. He just turned his head and glanced at the group of bastards who had defected to him.
Xie Gou gloated and said, "Yellow mud is stuck to my crotch."
Qing Tong's face turned darker when he heard this.
Chen Ping'an held a hiking stick in his hand. He poked the ground lightly with the bamboo stick, making a loud sound, and said in his heart, "It is good to let the local demon clan in Tongyezhou have a place to live. If Wutong Mountain can change the customs, it will be even more green."
Fellow Taoist friends have a lot of merit."
Qing Tong nodded, "Do your best."
Chen Ping'an said, "It's not just about trying your best, you must do it well. You must first have this intention."
Qingtong said, "Be taught."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "When you first establish a sect, it will definitely be a mess. Everything is difficult at the beginning, so don't be discouraged. I believe you will find the trick soon. If you have any questions, please send more letters to Qingping.
Jian Zong and Dafu Academy are the ones, and I have a personal relationship with Wen Yu, the deputy director of Tianmu Academy. I will write a letter and ask him to help you take care of it. Don't worry, there will always be a bright future in another village."
Qing Tong hummed. On a whim, he said he wanted to establish a sect, but with the sign of Wutong Mountain, a large number of monster monks were pouring into the realm every day, and Qing Tong was really beating his heart.
When they arrived at the mountain gate, they waited patiently for Deng Jianping and the others to meet here. Chen Ping'an looked up at the memorial arch list and said with a smile, "Is it written by Mr. Cheng Shan? It seems that his skill is not as good as that of my old cook, who has more gold and stone spirit."
Qing Tong smiled and said, "I'll make do with it."
Xie Gou tsk tsk, he can’t speak like that, so he didn’t talk much with that old god Jia.
Chen Pingan said, "You go back first, so don't wait with us."
Qingtong turned around and went up the mountain.
Deng Jianping went down the mountain alone, came to Chen Ping'an and Xie Gou, and said with a smile, "Master, Xie Xixi, my sister and brother-in-law will spend more time in the mountains."
Chen Ping'an nodded, handed the green bamboo stick in his hand to Deng Jianping, and said with a smile, "Handmade bamboo stick, an ordinary object, don't dislike it."
Deng Jianping was stunned and took the hiking pole with both hands.
A few groups of monster monks who were drinking in a shop at the foot of the mountain were still queuing up to log in. I heard that the chief goddess of the Ceremony Department was a Nascent Soul Realm Water Goddess from the old dynasty, and the one who was the Patrolling Department
The top spot was actually a peak martial artist from the Far Traveling Realm. But including the two of them, everyone who had already had an official hat at Wutong Mountain looked respectful, waiting for the man wearing a green robe.
The handsome monk.
Qing Tong's face was indifferent, he kept walking and continued climbing. He just said, "Keep busy with your work."
The charming female cultivator and the others were stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning.
I have begged a lot, but I just hope that this person is not the famous Qingyu Patriarch, but the problem is that he seems to be it, it is absolutely true.
Qing Tong hesitated for a moment, then turned around and pointed at a certain old man, and told the Ceremony Department to record his name directly in the genealogy without reviewing his resume.
The old man who was inexplicably destined to be the focus of cultivation by the Department of Ceremonies was stunned for a moment. After the Patriarch Qingyu who had opened the Golden Mouth left, instead of saying thank you to the founder, he suddenly ran out for a distance and headed towards the foot of the mountain.
Looking up into the distance, it's a pity that the green shirt that the old man only described as ordinary was no longer visible.
Just because the old man was extremely sharp-eyed and attentive, he remembered that Patriarch Qingyu sent guests down the mountain. As the host and the head of a sect, he was not walking in the middle, but on the left and right with the girl in the mink hat!
Who is it?
It can't be him, right?
How can it be!
A little girl noticed something strange, ran over, tugged on the old man's sleeve, and asked softly, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"
The old man smiled and said, "It's nothing. I must have made a mistake."
The little girl smiled sweetly, "Where did it go?"
The old man said in his heart, "It got stuck on a name."
The little girl looked puzzled, "Which name?"
The old man rubbed the child's head, fearing that the child would be frightened if he said it, and said softly, "It's just a name with many identities."
On the road outside the mountain.
The disciple asked, "Master, I'm still curious about that truth. Can you explain it to me?"
The master replied, "There may be people like Liu Xianyang and Chen Pingan in the city."
Deng Jianping tightened his grip on the green bamboo stick and nodded vigorously, "There must be some. There are some in Suijia City and there will be some elsewhere."
Xie Gou whispered, "Mountain Master, I can't help myself in this scene, so I just wanted to write a limerick."
Chen Ping'an said, "Stop it, please thank me for putting away this magical power."
Xie Gou muttered, "I can't stop it. Besides, I only want to come up with half of it..."
Chen Pingan said helplessly, "Okay, okay, whatever you want."
Thanks to the dog, hahaha, he said "show your ugliness, show your ugliness", with a proud face, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Landscapes change everywhere, and travelers are unaware of them."
Chen Ping'an let out a sigh and said it was not bad. Xie Gou couldn't stand the praise, and his nostrils turned upward.
Deng Jianping became more and more relaxed. The master of the mountain and the second minister had a really harmonious relationship.
After walking to a secluded place in the mountains, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Then let's drive on with swords and hurry up. Jian Ping, follow us. I'll teach you the Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi on the way."
Xie Gou rubbed his hands. Deng Jianping was worried.
Three sword lights suddenly rose from the ground. The first figure was the same color as the blue sky, and the picturesque mountains and rivers of the earth were beneath his feet.
The road is like the blue sky. Please ask your name. I am the Landscape Master of the Qing Dynasty, and I am Chen Ping'an, the mighty swordsman.