When strange phenomena occur on the outer wall of the Lion Garden. Three inches of the human world
Uncle Liu took the lead and glanced at the top of a pavilion. He nodded slightly and showed an unprecedented expression of admiration.
Practicing in the master's sword room of Xuanxuan Mountain, you can see more people and strange things than any other place in the world. Liu Bo is also a proud man who has high hopes for the Heavenly Lord of Xuanxuan Mountain, and he often follows him. The senior of the sect went out to sea to catch the tired old Jiao who had returned from Bu Yu. Naturally, her vision was very high.
Zhu Lian stood on the railing where the beauty was leaning, and Pei Qian stood on the railing to ask: "Is this my master?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Young master knows how to use talismans. I saw it with my own eyes during the battle on the mountain top of the Daquan border. Three iron cavalry circling the city talisman formed a set of three-talent soldier talisman. It was so powerful that it trapped the buried river. Great demon. I never thought that the young master could draw talismans by himself. He is quite accomplished and courageous..."
Pei Qian said angrily: "What can't my master do? What's so weird!"
Zhu Lian teased: "Then why were your eyes as wide as dustpans just now and your mouth wide open with a bloody smile?"
Pei Qian put on a straight face and stopped talking nonsense with the old cook. He raised his head, glanced at the eaves above his head, and then looked at the ground outside the railing. He took a deep breath, jumped hard, jumped up high, grabbed the eaves with both hands, and wanted to She turned over and rolled towards the roof, only to pull the tiles down together. Zhu Lian was about to reach out and grab the back of the daredevil's collar, trying to drag her back to the corridor, but Zhu Lian suddenly changed his mind and let Pei Qian fall to the corridor. In the yard, her mind went blank during the fall. Just relying on instinct, a fire dragon's energy surged through her body, and she instantly curled up into an ape shape that was somewhat similar to Zhu Lian's when he raised his fist, and then stood a foot away from the ground. When the height is high, the hands and feet suddenly stretch out, like a little wild cat landing lightly.
Zhu Lian lay on the railing and tutted: "This heroine can also fly over walls and fly over walls. She has great Qinggong."
Pei Qian sat down on the ground, her face turned pale with fright. After she came to her senses, she yelled at Zhu Lian who was struggling to carry the load: "Old cook, why didn't you save me?! I would have fallen half to death. , I am missing arms and legs, what should I do if my master dislikes me? I am already a drag, and walking slowly will always slow down my master. When the time comes, my master will be unhappy and simply abandon me..."
When Pei Qian thought of that tragic scene, he started to cry loudly.
The howling was so loud that Zhu Lian's ears were not clean. Even the maid Zhao Ya hurriedly ran outside the house and saw Pei Qian sitting on the ground. Zhao Ya had been whispering with the young lady just now. Now her face was full of doubts. She didn't know this weird person. Why is the little girl sitting in the yard?
Zhu Lian pretended to be panicked and said, "Quickly, there are monsters in the building."
Without saying a word, Pei Qian stood up quickly, stopped wailing, ran up the steps of the embroidered building, rushed into the unsecured boudoir door, turned around and closed it tightly, picked up the hiking stick, ran to Zhu Lian's side with all his strength, and looked around. While wiping away tears, he reached out and patted the yellow paper talisman on his forehead, and asked: "Where is it?"
Zhu Lian suppressed his laughter and said casually: "You're lucky. It seems that the monster left after seeing that Xiu Lou couldn't be attacked by force."
Pei Qian wiped away the tears and sweat on her face. She was so scared that she didn't pay much attention to Zhu Lian's narrowed expression from beginning to end. She still opened her eyes wide and carefully searched for traces of the monster. She said seriously: "Zhu Lian Lian, if the monster comes to Xiu Lou again next time, you must protect Miss Liu and Sister Ya'er. Otherwise, when master comes back and sees them, the monster has kidnapped them. Even if master doesn't scold me, he will definitely be upset in his heart. I’m angry.”
Zhao Ya turned her head, covered her mouth and snickered.
Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Aren't you worried about your own safety?"
Pei Qian took out another talisman, put it on his forehead, and tightened his grip on the hiking stick, "Master asked me to protect myself, and I must do it!"
Zhu Lian clenched his fist with one hand and put it behind his back, and put the other hand in front of his body, showing his master's style. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, your master also said that you want me to protect you."
Library.
The lonely young master smiled and said: "That sneaky monster will probably be locked up and beaten."
Meng Long asked: "Can you really trap the entire Lion Garden?"
Mr. Dugu explained: "It may not be able to withstand the collision of that monster several times, but as long as it appears in its true form, that's when the female crown will kill it with her sword."
Menglong asked again, "But the monster has made up its mind to hide and can't come out?"
Mr. Dugu pointed at the aura phenomenon on the edge of the Lion Garden. Ordinary people may not be able to see anything in the Lion Garden, but in the eyes of an expert, the golden light flowing like a stream and surrounding the mountain, "This hand does not know
The famous talisman is formed into a formation, and the spiritual energy is transformed into liquid. The beauty is not only the word "confinment", but if nothing unexpected happens, it will also involve the mountain roots and water veins of this place. In addition, now that the land is out of trouble, it will be easier to search for the hiding place of the monster.
Furthermore, since this young immortal master can draw such a large set of talismans, he will continue to draw circles in the lion garden and draw talisman on some key points where wind and water are hidden. Monsters will not be considered as evil.
They will be suffocated to death, and they will also be nauseated to death, just like being exposed to boiling water, which is very uncomfortable."
Meng Long said disapprovingly: "It took so many talismans to create these movements. It's not that powerful. The young master's master can drop purple smoke with just one talisman and surround a city with hundreds of thousands of people. Otherwise, it would be a hand-drawn talisman."
Catch the black cloud snake and directly suppress and kill a golden elixir demon..."
Young Master Dugu said helplessly: "I'm talking about how good that young man is, and you're talking about how powerful my master is. The two have nothing to do with each other. You, don't always look down on Qi practitioners and pure martial artists other than Young Master."
Menglong said straightforwardly: "I don't see anyone else being able to compete with you. If the young man named Chen is a woman and can be regarded as a swordsman, will you be jealous if you see this slave?"
Mr. Dugu asked with a smile: "What if I am a young female swordsman who is also good-looking like you?"
Menglong lay on the railing, "That slave is so jealous that she wants to kill someone."
Mr. Dugu smiled and said: "The belly of a rat is the belly of a chicken, and you have many desires and a narrow heart. You should take this as a warning."
Meng Long looked into the distance and said softly: "We sword cultivators originally took the most dangerous path, and the flying sword can pass it."
Mr. Dugu shook his head and said: "That's because you haven't gone high enough or far enough, but it doesn't matter. You are talented enough. You can slowly climb the path of swordsmanship. Even my parents think highly of you and think you are an excellent innate swordsman."
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have rewarded you with the Night Wandering God.”
Menglong suddenly felt that his young master seemed to have something on his mind, and he was holding back his words without speaking out, so he turned his head and pressed his cheek against the railing.
Mr. Dugu was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Are you the roundworm in my belly? Well, let me tell you an interesting story. My parents once accompanied that man to Fenglei Garden to visit Li Tuanjing, and they were able to
We watched the third fight between Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators. Of course we lost, but Li Tuanjing made tea for guests afterwards and said something very strange. The No. 1 Nascent Soul of Aquarius Continent said with a smile
The qigong practitioners looked down on the world with their dog-like faces and looked down on the people in the mountains. They just happened to take a Yangguan Road. If the earliest rules were, it had nothing to do with 'cultivating spiritual qi', but who had the greatest ability to grow crops and who was the best in the world.
'According to the Way', or who is the best at mending shoes, or who is 'uniquely blessed', then you see what the situation of those high-ranking gods will be like now."
Meng Long said softly: "Li Tuanjing of Fengleiyuan is really a weirdo who likes to say weird things and do weird things."
Mr. Dugu hummed, "Li Tuanjing is a real person in this world. But after his death, Fenglei Garden, even with the Yellow River and Liu Ba Bridge, still can't suppress the sword energy of Zhengyang Mountain."
Meng Long suddenly remembered something, "What happened to Liu Baqiao and Su Jia? Are they as happy as in the novel, where lovers finally get married?"
Mr. Dugu thought for a while, "Even if the love story between these two people is really a novel about the full moon, I guess we are only halfway through the book now."
Meng Long suddenly lowered his voice and whispered: "Sir, is it true that the novelist gathered in that blessed land of white paper, and how to write the book, the living beings in the blessed land did the same? The mistress also said that this family of sages from hundreds of schools of thought, but
It's awesome. Those with high cultivation can write about the affairs of a country. Those with lower cultivation can write about a state or a place. The novelist children with the lowest cultivation can only write about the life, old age, illness and death of one person when they are just starting out. In the end, novelists wrote
The more characters are written, the more the territory becomes larger and larger."
Mr. Dugu smiled and said, "There are all kinds of things in the world. Who knows whether they are true or false."
Menglong asked: "Sir, when will we all become earthly immortals, let's go and see if it's true or not?"
Mr. Dugu held the back of his head with both hands, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Okay."
In Liu Qingshan's study, the young man in black robe looked panicked.
How could that damn sword-carrying young man be proficient in the art of talismans and carry so many good-quality talismans with him?!
Are you determined to fight it to the death? Aren't you afraid that in the end, both sides will fight to the death? No one can get even a little bit of it? What do you, a foreigner named Chen, want? The table, the treasure of the hunt, is the support
It's only useful if the old pervert Long takes it! With so many talismans smashed down, do you really think you are a descendant of the Liu family, the God of Wealth in Aaizhou?
It is like an ant on a hot pot, circling around the study.
Crazy, they are all crazy.
What kind of deer god is this? She's just a bullshit master swordsman, and then there comes up a gentleman who shows kindness without repaying it. Two guys who can't fight with each other actually know how to join forces to trap it, and one of them goes around the wall outside.
The ghost painted talismans, one was in the garden to divert attention and disturb its sight.
Could it be that if he followed the general trend and planned the Lion Park this time, he would fall short? When he thought of the old pervert with a hooked nose and the powerful old man with Tang syndrome, he felt a little weak.
I almost had a thought to make my true body appear in the world. No matter whether I smashed the wall or not, as long as I left the Lion Garden, the sky would be high and the birds could fly. A gifted earth escape technique, and the garden was surrounded by mountains.
It is an excellent area. Unless the Nascent Soul Earth Immortal comes to search for it in person and has earth-shattering strength and can split the green mountains on all sides at will, it will not be afraid of anyone.
But it quickly and silently warned itself that it must remain calm in the face of danger. It was a foregone conclusion that the Lion Park had temporarily become a cage. There was no need to rush, and one must not rush into trouble.
It smiled and came up with an idea, "Let Mr. Qing test the reality of you guys first."
On the outermost wall of the lion garden, Chen Ping'an was hesitating whether to let Shi Rou go to the Liu family to ask for silver ingots from officials of the Qingluan Kingdom. They could also draw talismans, but the material of silver books was far inferior to those made by grinding gold ingots.
The golden book has advantages and disadvantages. The disadvantage is that the effect is not good and the power of the talismans is reduced. The advantage is that Chen Pingan can draw the talismans easily and does not have to work so hard. To be honest, this loss-making transaction has been wiped out except for the yellow paper talismans that he has accumulated for a long time.
In addition, there was still some golden wine from the robes that he had not yet had time to temper his spiritual energy, so he almost squandered most of it.
But these inside stories are not enough to explain to outsiders.
Try to think of the best.
For example, if it were such a grand event like painting the Fuman Lion Garden for him, it would be worthy of a good talk with Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia in the future... with wine and food.
Just when Chen Ping'an made up his mind, he squinted his eyes.
I saw nearly a hundred young men in black robes appearing in the vast Lion Garden almost at the same time. They began to run wildly in the corridors and roads, or jumped on the ridge of the roof and touched the water like a dragonfly.
They all fled outside the Lion Park.
It is very possible that one of the handsome young men is the true form of the monster.
Once it escapes from the Lion Park and sneaks back the next time, Chen Ping'an really has nothing to do with it.
Chen Ping'an knew that the weight of the talisman he drew was barely enough to be considered strong, but it was not long enough and the spiritual energy dissipated very quickly. This was the most fatal flaw in martial arts' talismans.
Chen Ping'an said decisively: "I'll stay here, you go and guard the wall on the right. It's not difficult to break the illusion of the fox demon. If you find the real body, you only need to delay it for a while. The demon-binding rope I lent you
…”
Shi Rou thought that Chen Pingan was going to retrieve the magic weapon, so he handed over the golden rope with a calm expression. Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said: "I want you to use it well, and hurry up and guard it over there!"
Shi Rou was slightly surprised, holding this extremely high-quality demon-binding rope, and swept away.
Chen Ping'an patted the sword-raising gourd and said silently: "Don't rush out now. You are my trump card. I'm sure the monster's true form has broken through in this direction. It won't be too late for you to come out again."
Over there in the library, the maid Meng Long was eager to give it a try, with hot eyes, "Whether it's a trick or not, Master, let me take action. I'll be suffocated here in the Lion Garden."
Mr. Dugu reminded: "There are many people in Qingluan Kingdom watching the Lion Garden now, so you are not allowed to use your natal flying sword. I don't want to cause a lot of trouble. Also, don't step on too many things in the Lion Garden."
architecture."
The maid was a little disappointed, but it was better than being stuck in place and being a wooden figure. She tapped her toes on the ground and floated to the railing to stand still. She muttered something, made a hand to seal the secrets, and stretched forward with the other hand. Her beautiful eyes were dotted with golden light, and finally she shouted softly:
"come out!"
A three-foot-tall golden-armored god fell to the ground with a crash, dust flying into the sky.
In addition to his majestic figure, this god-man has a tall body wrapped with five colorful ribbons that gather spiritual energy. He wears a crown on his head. One arm is covered with golden armor filled with miasma. The other arm's golden armor is engraved with ferocious patterns of various ghostly faces.
It’s just that the gods always close their eyes.
It seems to have been ordered by Meng Long.
Every time this rare night-walking god walks forward, even though his eyes are closed, he can still deliberately avoid the various buildings in the Lion Park. As he walks, the ground shakes.
Kicked a black-robed young man who couldn't avoid it to pieces.
The five colored ribbons tempered by the immortal master were like five dragons leaving the dragon pond. They were no more than two feet long, but they swam swiftly and fiercely, easily piercing the bodies of those handsome young men.
The Night Traveler swept his arms and slapped an illusion of a monster flying across the rooftop to pieces.
Menglong changed his posture, sat on the railing, and said disdainfully: "So vulnerable?"
Young Master Lonely explained: "The monster has dispersed some of its divine will, so it is quite good to have such a straightened figure."
Probably because they had seen with their own eyes the scene of the night wandering gods crushing the fox monsters. The outcome was very different, and the danger should not be great. Therefore, the two masters and disciples, as well as the Taoist monks, who were climbing up to look far away in other parts of the Lion Garden, intentionally or unintentionally,
It just so happened that the library was a little slow, and everyone began to show off their magical powers and slay demons.
The little fiery red civet on the old man's shoulder jumped into the air, its body trembled, and suddenly grew in size. When it landed on a roof, it was already a huge civet as big as an ox, with flames floating all over its body.
The tall boy waved his arm, and the snake wrapped around his arm, as green as a bamboo leaf, also swooped away and turned into a giant snake two feet long.
Each one of them killed the young men in black robes who were running wildly outside the lion park.
The pair of Taoist monks walked together and chose a place near a garden. One of them unsheathed the long sword behind his back, like a swordsman wielding a sword to kill the enemy. The other made a seal with both hands, stepped on the Gangstep, opened his mouth and spat out,
A mouthful of rich spiritual energy surged out and dispersed into the garden, like mist covering the flowers, plants and trees. In the blink of an eye, in the garden, various ghosts and ghosts with arm height suddenly appeared. After chasing the young man in black robe, those ghosts suddenly
Then exploded.
Chen Ping'an and Shi Rou each occupied one side of the library, and a total of four people including master, apprentice and Taoist monks were stationed in the west of the Lion Garden.
Chen Pingan stood on the wall and punched, but Shi Rou blocked it with a golden dragon whisker tied with a demon rope.
However, there were too many illusions of monsters. There were still nearly forty young men in black robes on all sides of the outer wall of the Lion Garden, constantly crashing into the wall with golden talismans and dragons swimming around on the outer wall.
The Dugu Master in the library did not allow Meng Long to use his natal flying sword, but he himself stood aside and watched.
So there were a lot of fish missed, but even so, the night wandering god was so intimidating that many monster illusions that originally ran towards the high wall of the library temporarily changed their escape routes.
On the contrary, this direction of the library has the least chance of hitting the wall.
Although the west side is "outnumbered" and has four monks stationed there, it is the precipitous area where most people run into walls.
On Shi Rou's side, she was a little confused. After all, she was not the kind of ghost who was good at fighting. How could she dare to use the pressure box bottom given by Cui Dongshan now, so nearly ten young men in black robes were knocked against the wall, and then were beaten by outsiders.
The long river of golden light on the wall melted away, and some illusions that were lucky enough to break free continued to collide with each other, as if they were dead.
Fortunately, Shi Rou's response didn't make any big mistakes.
Chen Pingan's punch seemed unpleasant, but he was able to block it with ease.
He walked back and forth on the wall with six steps, his sleeves turned over, and his fists powerful.
It's just that the golden dragon with the snow-white wall as its river has dimmed a bit, and countless holes and "little doors" have been knocked out of the surrounding walls.
Chen Ping'an seemed to be dealing with these dazzled young men in black robes again after drawing a talisman. He was so exhausted that he had to stop to take a breath.
At this moment.
It was as if a turtle turned over over there at Liu's Ancestral Hall, and then there were earthquakes and rumbling sounds in all directions.
The commotion is most intense in the west.
Meng Long stood up suddenly, made a secret with both hands, closed his eyes, and used the secret technique to leave his body and attached himself to the body of the night-walking god. The golden-armored god opened his eyes, bent his knees slightly, and stood up from the ground. A big pit appeared under his feet.
The three-foot-long night wandering god flew towards the west.
Ye Youshen stepped on the high-walled garden on the west side, sinking deeply into the ground. Then he squatted down, raised his arm, and punched the ground hard, causing the soil to splash.
A small mountain root under the lion garden was abruptly broken.
Mr. Dugu hesitated for a moment, but still did not take action.
I saw a handsome young man five or six feet tall near the library, floating out of the ground, almost as high as the monster climbing up the library, rushing towards the wall over there.
The golden dragon that circled the wall was like a stumbling rope for the black-robed young man. It showed its true form and roared as it continued to stride forward, so that the golden light of other talismans was dragged in its direction.
It has broken through the wall, but there is still a golden talisman rope stuck to its knees.
It raised its foot high, but still could not break free from the obstructive rope, so it simply continued to run forward.
The golden dragon that was originally connected from end to end suddenly broke, and was pulled forward by the black-robed demon who showed his golden body, and swayed on the ground.
It's like a big fish that hasn't been unhooked, but its strength is so great that even the fishing line and fishing rod have to be dragged away.
Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to press the opening of the sword-raising gourd and thought: "Something's wrong, wait a little longer."
A slender figure was always standing on the top of the pavilion. The white rainbow hung in the air. The pavilion collapsed under his feet and was chopped down with a knife.
Liu Bo, who finally took action, was already taller than the library, and cut the golden body of the Dharma into two halves with one strike.
She didn't even look at the real pale golden body, and sneered: "Go!"
I saw a knife-wielding man floating out from her back. He was as tall as an ordinary person, with a body like mercury thunder. He was holding a long, slender black knife that was actually as long as a human.
Gone in a flash.
The next moment, he stabbed the tip of his long knife into a small door of a hole in the wall and stood still.
Shi Rou swallowed and looked down.
I saw a palm-sized, snow-white, squirming monster poking at the tip of the knife.
Liu Bo quickly came to the high wall near Shirou and walked towards the sword-wielding god. The two overlapped again and became Liu Bo alone.
But the extremely long knife was still there, still and hovering in the air. Uncle Liu walked to the tip of the knife and said with a smile: "I caught you."
She did not immediately put the treasure demon into her bag, but turned to look at the high wall in the distance. The young man in white, whose palm had already left the sword gourd, asked: "What should I say? There are many of you, do you want to fight?
"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't be a good boy when you get an advantage."
Uncle Liu said "understanding": "You have actually done a lot to catch this guy. I don't deny it, but I don't have the habit of dividing treasures with others, so I'm afraid that you will be unhappy. It's better for us to have a fight."
Let's fight to decide who owns this little thing. I can promise not to kill anyone, and if you are convinced afterwards, you may be secretly glad that you can survive, which is already a good result."
Chen Ping'an walked along the wall towards the female crown master's knife room.
At the embroidery building, Zhu Lian rushed out and stood on the eaves of a roof near Uncle Liu, exactly the same as when Nu Guan first appeared in their small courtyard.
Shi Rou took a few steps, stopped in the air, and gave way to Chen Pingan. She waited until Chen Pingan passed by before she followed him.
Chen Pingan waved his hand to Zhu Lian first.
Uncle Liu also came to the wall and walked towards Chen Ping'an.
Liu Bo left the "Jiazuo" that was his destiny in the same place, but held the unsheathed sword, the God of Deer.
She looked strangely and asked, "On your own?"
Chen Ping'an reached around and continued to move forward, already holding the hilt of the "Sword Immortal" sword.
A master swordsman's female crown.
A pure martial artist who carries a semi-immortal weapon on his back.
The two of them were only fifty steps apart.
Liu Bo suddenly turned his head and looked at the top of a green mountain.
Chen Pingan turned his head almost at the same time and saw an old man disappearing over there.
Uncle Liu looked away, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the Liu clan running towards them in the distance, including a poor scholar who was limping.
Uncle Liu sheathed his sword and said, "Hua Bao Yao, I am seven and you are three."
Seeing Chen Ping'an, he was puzzled.
She was a little annoyed, "Why, you don't want it?!"
Chen Ping'an remembered what she had just seen, and with a sudden thought, he let go of the hilt of the sword, put one hand behind his back, and rubbed the sword gourd with the other, and said with a smile: "50-50 split, I agree."
Uncle Liu narrowed his eyes, "It's a good habit not to push yourself too far. It's a good habit to see the gains."
Shi Rou sighed, with a look of regret on her face, as if she was trying to persuade Chen Pingan, but also as if she was afraid that Chen Pingan would fight with Uncle Liu, and said softly: "Young Master, why don't you forget it? After all, Young Master is not just a mountain man, he must be a good person."
The reputation is not bad, so let's just let the immortal get a big advantage. After the matter is over, the young master will still stay in Qingluan Kingdom, watching the debate on Buddhism and Taoism, and visiting old friends. Reputation and reputation, for those scholars who want to save face,
very important."
Chen Pingan put his hands behind his back and raised his thumbs to Shi Rou.
Uncle Liu glanced at Shi Rou, "You are a ghost girl, hiding in the skin of a rotten old man. Don't you find it disgusting?"
Shi Rou smiled and said nothing.
Liu's group is getting closer and closer.
Uncle Liu stretched out his hand to grab it, and she grasped the life magic sword Jiazuo. He then took out a tiny hand-twisted gourd from his sleeve, put the slug into the small yellow-skinned gourd, lowered his voice, and said angrily to Chen Ping'an: "
Let’s go back and divide the spoils.”
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "Okay."
The whole family of Old Minister Liu was naturally very grateful to everyone for joining forces to defeat the demon. They were especially grateful to Uncle Liu and Chen Ping'an.
The lame Liu Qingshan, with red eyes, found an opportunity alone to bow to the young lady first, followed by Chen Ping'an and the others.
Uncle Liu pursed his lips and said nothing.
The Lion Garden held a dust-free celebration banquet late in the evening. Uncle Liu remained expressionless and only occasionally picked up a few chopsticks. But even though she felt it was boring and a waste of time, she still sat through the banquet.
The next day, Liu Qingshan didn't know what happened, but he stood side by side with Uncle Liu and invited Chen Pingan to go to the Lion Garden to enjoy the scenery.
Chen Pingan declined to no avail, so he had to go for a walk with them.
Tu Liubo glanced at Chen Pingan coldly.
Chen Pingan turned a blind eye.
The sun was just right today. After receiving Chen Ping'an's permission, Pei Qian volunteered to hang out alone and dry books and bamboo slips in an open space in the Lion Garden.
After finishing his work, Pei Qian squatted on the ground, satisfied.
Two people came from a distance, and Pei Qian knew their identities. The old master's name was Fu Sheng, and the young Confucian scholar's surname was Liu, and he was the teacher of the Shiziyuan School.
So Pei Qian didn't stop them from approaching.
The young Confucian scholar stopped in the distance.
Only the old gentleman walked up to Pei Qian and asked with a smile: "Little girl, can I take a look at the writing on the side of the bamboo slip?"
Pei Qian stood up and bowed in a decent manner. After calling Mr. Fu, he thought for a moment, squatted back on the ground, waved his hand, "Look. It's not a shameful thing. Well, it's my master's book.
I have painstakingly copied it out, but I would have traveled far and wide and listened to what others said."
Like Zhu Lian's recent casual remark about life's sufferings, it can best teach people how to behave.
It was also engraved on the bamboo slip for Chen Pingan, but Pei Qian didn't like this bamboo slip the most, so he placed it in the outermost place, lonely.
Anyway, she felt that this bamboo slip was different from all the master's other bamboo slips.
Pei Qian raised his head and said meticulously: "Old sir, I agreed in advance that I will show you these treasures collected by my master. If my master is angry, you have to bear them. You don't know that my master is very fond of you."
I'm too strict. Oh, what a way. Master likes me. Copying books, walking around, forget it, old sir, you probably don't understand these things. The old master who is doing learning in the study probably doesn't even know.
How much does a steamed bun cost?"
Pei Qian solemnly reminded him again: "Old sir, can't you let me go unpaid for my kindness? No?"
The old man in green shirt showed his face and said with a smile: "!"
So the younger one squatted down, and the older one also squatted down, browsing the bamboo slips one by one, picking them up gently, and putting them down carefully.
This made Pei Qian relieved.
After reading about half of the bamboo slips one by one, the old man asked with a smile: "Big fists are the greatest truth in the world. Little girl, do you believe this rhetoric?"
Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Believe it, otherwise I am so young, why would I do boxing practice every day, practice swordsmanship and swordsmanship? The world is very dangerous, and there are many bad guys."
Pei Qian wanted to say a few words about her lofty ambitions, but she suddenly thought of what Lao Wei said, "It is a taboo in the world to talk deeply and talk deeply," so she refrained from saying it, and kept these heartfelt words.
Just keep it in your heart. Master alone knows what to do.
The young Confucian scholar in the distance frowned habitually.
The old man laughed heartily.
Pei Qian didn't know what was so funny about this, so he went to turn over some bamboo slips nearby to bask in the sun. While working hard, he said casually: "But master taught me that to make this truth clear, I have to talk about the order. The order cannot be wrong."
, it is to be reasonable first, and then your fists become bigger. It is easier to reason with unreasonable people. It does not mean that you should only talk about whether your fists are strong or not, and then you will crackle and forget about being cautious, restrain yourself and return to etiquette, ask yourself, etc.
, Alas, Master said that I am young, and if I remember these lines, whether I understand them or not, they are all waiting for me in the book."
Pei Qian finally concluded, "So what the old gentleman said has some truth, but it's just incomplete."
The young Confucian scholar's expression improved slightly.
The old man didn't laugh at Pei Qian, nor did he say anything.
Pei Qian's eyes sparkled, "Old sir, is my master very knowledgeable?"
The old man replied: "Just by your master's few words, you can't tell whether your knowledge is great or not, but at least... it's right, well, it's correct. It sounds simple, but it's actually quite difficult. Practice this principle
,Harder."
Pei Qian raised his eyebrows and angrily stopped the old man from reading the bamboo slips. He crossed his arms and said, "Old sir, please stop reading the bamboo slips."
The old man smiled and said: "Hey, little girl is quite vindictive."
Pei Qian nodded and said: "Respect the old and love the young. Mr. you are older and I am younger. We are even. Mr. don't want to indulge in old age with a little girl."
The old man could only say: "Your master's teachings are right. What's even more valuable is that he can still keep your spiritual energy. Your master is very powerful."
Pei Qian laughed happily at first, then shook his head and said: "The old gentleman said that, do you want to see more bamboo slips? Okay, okay, look at it, I'm afraid of you old masters, one set after another, oh,
Sad people."
As a result, even the young Confucian scholar started to smile.
The most holy master once compiled a book, the purpose of which was just three words: thinking without evil.
As a result, a great sage in later generations, in order to maintain the moral integrity of the most holy teacher, could not delete some pages without authorization, so he had to work very hard to annotate and expound the text.
This made Mr. Fu laugh out loud.
This young Confucian scholar believed deeply.
It seems that all three religions, hundreds of schools of thought, emperors, generals, and the entire world have this problem.
But the young Confucian scholar felt that Mr. Fu today was a little strange, so he actually laughed again.
I have been in the Lion Park for so long, but I have never laughed.
After rummaging through the bamboo slips, the old man stood up and looked at the little black girl who was still working hard to turn over the bamboo slips. He wanted to help. Pei Qian quickly waved his hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his arm, and said with a smile: "I But I'm very old, sir, I don't need your help, otherwise master will see me and pull my ears."
The old gentleman said goodbye with a smile and left. He also stretched out his hand and pressed twice, indicating that Pei Qian did not have to stand up and bow to him. This was considered to be child-friendly.
The two masters walked side by side on the tree-lined path.
The young Confucian scholar wanted to speak but stopped.
The old man named Fu Sheng smiled calmly and said: "No surprise, that young man is a close disciple of the old scholar."
The young Confucian scholar looked complicated.
Fu Sheng sighed: "Let's just leave it alone."
The young Confucian scholar nodded and asked: "Then when will Sir accept Liu Qingshan as his disciple? I think Liu Qingshan has passed the exam."
Fu Sheng shook his head and said: "It's still early. After reading thousands of books in the study, I understand the principles somewhat, but how to do it? Liu Qingshan still needs to travel thousands of miles to see more people and things."
Confucian scholar Nian asked: "Sir, are you planning to take Liu Qingshan back to Earth God Continent? And then hand over to Liu Qingshan the copies of the sages' classics that you saved with all your strength back then?"
Fu Sheng thought for a while, "I don't necessarily travel with this child. It would be too conspicuous, and it may not be a good thing."
This old gentleman who was once known as "renewing the incense for Confucianism in the world" suddenly laughed and said: "Although the old scholar is of a different origin from us, we have to admit that his vision in selecting his disciples, from Cui Chan to Zuo Zuo , and then to Qi Jingchun...it’s going further and further.”
The young Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "That young man, at least for the time being, cannot be praised as Mr. Fu."
The lame Liu Qingshan took Chen Ping'an and Liu Bo to his study to sit.
Uncle Liu saw the small wooden box at a glance. It contained a hunting treasure of the last emperor of the great dynasty. It was in the wrong hands of a Qi practitioner with low vision. It was just a small gold nugget. He had to sell a few Xiaoshu. money.
And she certainly belongs to the group of monks who are on the wrong track.
She had some ideas.
Afterwards, Master Dugu and his maid Menglong left the Lion Garden first, taking only the two earthly antiques with them.
The pair of master and apprentice monks who continued to walk with them returned home with a pile of fairy money that Liu didn't know where they came from.
After that, the pair of Taoist monks left, and they also gained a lot. The money in their pockets was Xiaoshu money, which was far beyond expectations, and they were very happy.
Chen Pingan originally wanted to leave, but Liu Qingshan kept trying to persuade him to stay. He stayed for three more days and visited the Lion Park.
In fact, Liu Qingshan sometimes has a bit of sadness on his face, so he always drinks with Chen Ping'an.
Chen Pingan knew that it was the housework of that embroidered building, but Chen Pingan would not interfere with it.
In the past few days, Uncle Liu went to the small courtyard to find Chen Pingan twice. Once, he told Chen Pingan that she beat the willow tree lady half to death and she should be very honest in the next hundred years.
One time was to share the stolen goods with Chen Pingan.
The demon that transforms into a treasure cannot always use the Dharma Sword to divide the deer god into two. In fact, any earthly immortal demon that transforms into a treasure in the world can achieve great success as long as it can be raised and trained properly.
Of course, it costs immortal money and opportunity, but killing it to get the treasure is also a huge fortune.
So Liu Bo converted it into a sum of Grain Rain money and regarded it as the reward for Chen Ping'an's victory.
When Uncle Liu left, Chen Pingan and Pei Qian, master and apprentice, faced the hill at the table. Pei Qian smiled brightly, Chen Pingan also smiled, and touched Pei Qian's head, "I won't pull your ears anymore." .”
Pei Qian was confused, "What?"
Chen Ping'an bent over the table without giving an answer, looking at the hill of Guyu money.
Pei Qian crossed his arms across his chest, straightened his waist, and without thinking about those words, asked happily: "Master, am I not going to lose money this time?"
Chen Pingan sat up, smiled and stretched out his hands to round and flatten Pei Qian's cheeks.
Zhu Lian sat at the door and flipped through the book. He was so focused that he couldn't bear to turn the pages when he saw the wonderful points.
I miss that senior Xun a little bit.
Shi Rou glanced at Zhu Lian's book and almost lost her temper.
On the last day in the Lion Park, when Chen Pingan and his party were about to leave for the capital, at dawn, Uncle Liu came alone and handed Chen Pingan the hunting treasure he took out of the wooden box.
His expression said: "This is what Old Minister Liu promised at the earliest, and it's up to you. You will be extremely outstanding when you use it to refine the natal objects. Because this little gold nugget, in addition to the luck of a secular dynasty, is left in the Lion Garden.
Hundreds of years later, it also contains Liu's luck. It's useless for me to use it, but once Chen Ping'an successfully refines it, it will be very effective for a half-hearted scholar like you. The most important thing is this thing, even if you already have the five elements of gold.
You can also refine and dissolve your natal objects, and it can even help your original natal objects improve by a higher level. Naturally, you can get twice the result with half the effort in your future cultivation path."
Chen Pingan took the small hunting treasure, looked at it, handed it back to Uncle Liu, and whispered: "Help me secretly put it back in Liu Qingshan's study, remember not to make it too conspicuous."
Uncle Liu frowned and said: "No? Do you think I am lying to you, that this hunting treasure is not worthy of its name?"
Chen Pingan was too lazy to explain to her.
Calling Pei Qian, who had already slung his package across his body and held a hiking pole, he left the yard and walked along the quiet path outside the Lion Garden.
Uncle Liu stayed in the yard and suddenly smiled.
If Chen Pingan dares to accept it.
She was going to kill someone with a knife.
So why did Chen Pingan refuse this just and right gift?
Are you aware of her motives and afraid to accept her, or are you really just unwilling to accept her?
Uncle Liu did not think deeply. Since the hunting treasure was left behind, Chen Pingan's thoughts had nothing to do with her.
Pei Qian jumped up and followed Chen Ping'an, who was walking six steps, so he could ask: "Master, why don't you want that piece of gold? It looks very pleasing to the eye. And the female crown also said so many benefits."
Chen Ping'an punched and walked away while smiling and said: "Liu's luck is tied to it. We take it away. What will Liu Qingshan do? He also gave you a book."
Pei Qian thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right. The lame uncle is already so pitiful, so let him keep it."
Then Pei Qian followed Chen Ping'an to walk the pile.
Pei Qian smiled coldly and said: "Master, isn't this called a gentleman who doesn't take away what others like?"
Chen Pingan kept punching, walked slowly, shook his head and said: "I am still far from a true gentleman."
"How far is it? Is it as far from the Lion Park to our place?"
"It's probably a long way from the Lotus Flower Blessed Land to the Lion Park."
"so far?!"
"No."
"Master, no matter how far you are, you can still walk, right?"
"That's right. The prerequisite is that you don't go the wrong way."
Pei Qian suddenly stopped and stood still for a while. When Zhu Lian and Shi Rou passed each other and walked forward, she quietly reached behind her buttocks, made a fist with her palm, ran to Zhu Lian, and asked with a smile: "
Do you want to know what I have hidden in my hand?"
Zhu Lian said with a dark face: "Get out of here."
Pei Qian reached out to Shi Rou and said, "Sister Shi Rou, can you guess? If you guess, I will give it to you."
Shi Rou rolled her eyes.
Chen Ping'an was secretly having fun at first, but when he saw Pei Qian looking at him with a smile, he immediately knocked down a chestnut without waiting for her to speak.