There are more and more new faces from other places in the town, and the business of inns and restaurants is booming.
At the same time, on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, many young people of this generation from high-ranking families began to leave the town quietly. Most of them were smart and handsome men who were born early in their youth.
Sons of loyal families were born, and Zhao Yao, the son of an aristocratic family, was one of them. As for Gu Can, a child from Mu Ping Lane, he was spotted by Liu Zhimao, the True Lord of Jie Jiang, and was an exception.
Chen Pingan went to Liu Xianyang's house to get baskets of fish baskets, and left the town for the creek. Of course Chen Pingan would not practice the mountain-shaking trick of walking when there were many people. After leaving the town, there was no one around. Chen Pingan
Then I started to recite the mantra silently, recalling Miss Ning's steps, posture and momentum when she walked. I didn't want to miss every detail, and took those six steps over and over again.
When Chen Pingan imitated Ning Yao for the first time in the house in Mubo Alley, he was so clumsy and funny that he was worse than ordinary people. In fact, there was a strange misunderstanding in the young girl's cognition. Chen Pingan always knew that he had
This is a problem. I have noticed since I was a porcelain kiln worker that I have an eye problem but my hands are slow. To be precise, it is because of the young man's eyes and eyesight. As a result, my hands and feet cannot keep up at all. This means that someone else can imitate Ning Yao's walking skills.
, maybe there are three or four points of similarity in the first pass, rough and lame, but at least it is not as similar as Chen Pingan's. This is precisely because Chen Pingan sees it too clearly and is too harsh on every link, which is more than enough.
, after the hands and feet can't keep up, it looks particularly ridiculous, and under the nine points of dissimilarity, there is a rare and precious spiritual resemblance hidden.
Ning Yao didn't know that if he imitated her, the Heavenly Sword Immortal, even if it was ninety percent similar in appearance, it wouldn't be even close to one percent similar in spirit.
Of course, let's talk about it, not to mention that she only had a slight resemblance to Ning Yao. Even if she had a slight resemblance to Ning Yao, Ning Yao wouldn't be surprised at how talented she is.
What Ning Yao saw in his eyes and sight was only the distant place of martial arts that was rarely visited by people, as well as the few people standing side by side, the peak of swordsmanship.
Chen Ping'an was sitting on the steps under the plaque of the covered bridge to rest. The young man roughly calculated that there are twelve hours in a day. Even if he insists on five to six hours a day, practicing walking piles repeatedly will only lead to death about three hundred times. Ten hours a year.
Ten thousand, it takes ten years to complete a task a million times. The straw-shoe boy turned his head and looked at the crystal clear stream and murmured: "Let me persist for ten years, it should be okay, right?"
Although Chen Ping'an never showed any strange emotions during these days, the fact that Director Lu revealed the secret before leaving and exposed Yunxia Mountain Cai Jinjian's sinister methods one by one still made the young man feel heavy. There is one thing, Chen
Ping An never mentioned to either Daochang Lu or Miss Ning that after Cai Jinjian poked his eyebrows and patted his heart, the boy had already vaguely felt something was wrong with his body in the Mud Bottle Alley, so he was there.
The purpose of staying at the gate of my courtyard for so long was to make myself determined that even if the jar broke, I would still fight Cai Jinjian.
After all, Chen Pingan at that time, according to the young Taoist Lu Chen, was too lifeless, not at all like a young man who should have been full of energy. At that time, Chen Pingan took matters of life and death lightly than most people.
Cai Jinjian used martial arts methods to "instruct" the straw-shoe boy to forcefully open his mind, making Chen Ping'an's body like a house without a courtyard door. It can indeed be moved in and absorb more objects, but every time it is windy, snowy or rainy, the house will be destroyed.
The collapse would be particularly severe and rapid. That's why Lu Chen concluded that if there were no exceptions and no serious illness or disaster, Chen Ping'an would only be able to live to be thirty or forty years old.
After that, she slapped Chen Pingan on the heart, destroying the foundation of his practice. The heart is an important pass for practitioners. After the city gate collapsed, Cai Jinjian almost blocked the normal operation of this pass. This not only cut off Chen Ping's
Ping An's cultivation path also accelerated the decay of Chen Ping An's body.
The really scary thing about Cai Jinjian's two actions is that after the door is opened, on the one hand, Chen Ping'an is no longer able to practice the method of immortality, which means that he cannot use magic and magical powers to make up for the door, and cannot strengthen the foundation. On the other hand, even if
The young man was lucky enough to enter a martial arts school, and he could indeed rely on tempering his body to strengthen his body. However, for Chen Pingan, huge risks will always be accompanied by opportunities. If he is not careful, he will fall into the trap of "practicing foreign boxing and it is easy to get into trouble".
The vicious circle of "evil" will lead to the pitiful end of premature death instead of longevity.
The top priority is that Chen Ping'an needs a martial arts that can flow slowly and nourish vitality. It doesn't matter whether this martial arts has sharp moves and unparalleled dominance, or whether it can make people's martial arts realm advance rapidly.
Chen Ping'an's hopes were all in the book "Shaking the Mountain" that Ning Yao looked down upon. For example, she said that after walking, there would be a standing "Sword Furnace" and a sleeping "Qianqiu".
But Chen Ping'an didn't dare to practice carelessly. He just glanced at it a few times and couldn't help but not read it. He felt that he should let Miss Ning identify it and confirm that it was correct before starting to practice.
As long as you are on the right path, no matter how poor your understanding is, as long as you are diligent and tenacious enough, you will make progress every day. If you are on the wrong direction, the smarter and harder you work, the more you do and the more mistakes you make.
These words were said by Liu Xianyang. Of course, his focus lies in the last sentence, "You, Chen Ping'an, are the first kind of person. That clever ghost from Mr. Song is the second kind. Only I, Liu Xianyang, am the kind of person who is both smart and on the right path."
A true genius.”
At that time, when Liu Xianyang was bragging about himself, he was accidentally overheard by the old man Yao who was passing by. He had always favored Liu Xianyang and regarded him as his proud disciple. I don't know what the young man said that touched the old man's heart.
Angry, he chased Liu Xianyang and beat him up. Anyway, after that, Liu Xianyang never said the word "genius" again.
Chen Ping'an exhaled heavily, stood up, walked up the high steps, and entered the covered bridge corridor. Only then did he find a group of people, four or five, gathered in the distance, standing or standing, as if they were guarding one of the women.
, Chen Ping'an only saw the woman's side profile, and saw her sitting on the railing of the covered bridge, her feet hanging naturally on the water of the stream, her eyes closed and concentrating. The five fingers of her hands were in weird postures, with the fingers intertwined or bent.
Chen Pingan felt that she had her eyes closed, but she seemed to be looking at something with her heart.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and stopped moving forward. He turned around and walked down the steps, intending to wade across the stream and find Liu Xianyang again. Today he was carrying two baskets, one large and one small, and he wanted to put the smaller one
The basket was returned to Master Ruan's blacksmith shop. After all, it was borrowed by Liu Xianyang from someone else.
Far away from the covered bridge, the group of people saw the shabby-looking straw-shoe boy and turned around. They looked at each other and smiled, but did not speak, for fear of breaking the mysterious "water view" state of mind of the woman "of the same age".
There is no doubt that this method originated from Buddhism. It was later adopted, selected, integrated and refined by many practicing sects, and the last path branched off into many small paths.
However, East Aquarius Continent has always been regarded as the place where Buddhism ended. After several catastrophes that destroyed Buddhism that affected half of the continent, Buddhism has gradually declined in the past thousand years, and its power is far less than that of Confucianism and Taoism among the three religions.
"I only hear about the true king and the heavenly master, but I don't know about the protectors and great virtues." This is the true situation of Dongbaopingzhou today.
However, there are indeed countless immortal sects that have benefited from Buddhism.
Chen Ping'an rolled up his trousers and waded through the water, reaching the other side. Suddenly he heard exclamations and angry scoldings coming from the covered bridge. He thought about it and did not interfere.
When they arrived at Master Ruan's blacksmith shop, it was still a lively scene. Chen Ping'an did not wander around casually. He stood next to a well and asked for help to inform Liu Xianyang.
He originally thought he would have to wait for a long time, but he never thought that Liu Xianyang would come over soon, pull him and walk towards the stream, and said in a low voice: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why are you here!"
Chen Ping'an wondered: "Master Ruan is urging you to return the basket?"
The tall young man rolled his eyes and said: "What's a broken basket worth? I have something important to say to you. After you pick up the stones and return to my yard, wait for the lady to find you. That's the son wearing a bright red suit."
Woman, last time we met the mother and son at the entrance of Mud Bottle Alley. When she comes to the door, don’t say anything. Just hand her the big box and she will give you a bag of money. Remember to face her.
Count, there are twenty-five copper coins, don’t miss one!”
Chen Pingan was shocked and said: "Liu Xianyang, are you crazy?! Why do you want the seller to be treated as an outsider?!"
Liu Xianyang hugged the straw-shoe boy's neck hard, glared and lectured: "You know nothing, I have a great future in front of me, why did you miss it in vain?"
Chen Ping'an was full of doubts and didn't believe that this was Liu Xianyang's true intention.
Liu Xianyang sighed and whispered: "The lady wants to buy my family's ancestral treasure armor, and the master and servant pair want a sword scripture. My grandfather told me before he died that when there is really no other way, the treasure armor
It can be sold, but of course it is not allowed to be sold cheaply, but the Sword Classic, even if it is dead, must not be admitted to our old Liu's house. I promised to sell Baojia to the lady. In addition to negotiating the price, I also asked her to agree to a
The condition is that after she gets the treasure armor, she still has to convince the burly old man not to cause trouble with me in the near future. This is just a procrastination trick. When I become Master Ruan's apprentice, these things will be nothing."
Chen Pingan asked bluntly: "Why didn't you drag that lady with you? Is it possible that she could still come to the blacksmith shop to cause trouble for you? Besides, she can't break in and steal your treasure armor."
Liu Xianyang let go of his hand, squatted by the stream, picked up a stone and threw it into the stream. He curled his lips and said: "Anyway, Baojia cannot be sold. Now that there is a fair price, it's not bad, and it can make things more secure."
, maybe there’s no need for Miss Ning to take the risk, so I think it’s not bad.”
Chen Ping'an also squatted down and said urgently: "How do you know that the price she is offering now is very fair? What will you do if you regret it in the future?"
The tall young man turned around and grinned: "Regret? Think about it carefully. We have known each other for so many years. When have I, Liu Xianyang, done anything I regret?"
Chen Pingan scratched his head, always feeling that something was wrong, but the young man was clumsy and really didn't know how to persuade Liu Xianyang.
Liu Xianyang has always lived a very free life in his life. It seems that there has never been any obstacle that has troubled him, and there has never been any knot that he cannot solve or anything he cannot accomplish.
Liu Xianyang stood up and kicked the basket behind the straw-shoe boy, "Hurry, I'll take it and return it to Master Ruan. Come back and wait for me to formally become my master and offer you tea. You can come and learn more about it."
Chen Pingan stood up slowly and hesitated to speak. Liu Xianyang smiled and scolded: "Chen Pingan, your uncle, am I selling your family heirloom? Or is it your wife?"
When Chen Pingan handed him the basket, he asked tentatively: "Don't think about it anymore?"
Liu Xianyang took the basket, took a few steps back, jumped up high without warning, and performed a fancy roundhouse kick.
After landing calmly, Liu Xianyang was very proud and asked with a smile: "Are you awesome? Are you afraid?"
Chen Pingan replied angrily to your uncle.
After staying away from Ruan's shop, Chen Pingan, who was thinking deeply, went into the water to pick up stones. I don't know whether it was because of his uneasiness or because the water in the stream was falling. He didn't get much today. He waited until Chen Pingan approached the covered bridge and only picked up more than twenty snake gallstones.
And there is no piece that can make people shine and fall in love at first sight.
Chen Pingan took off the baskets of fish and placed them in the grass by the stream. He took a deep breath, turned around and walked in the stream, and began to practice walking.
After a trip back and forth, Chen Ping'an felt nervous. He saw a short boy squatting where the baskets of fish were hidden, holding a green and furry dog's tail grass in his mouth.
He is the grandson of Granny Ma in Xinghua Lane. She has been regarded as a fool since she was a child. In addition, Granny Ma has a really bad impression in the minds of young people like Chen Pingan. She is stingy and mean, causing her precious grandson to be used as a punching bag. Every time the young man goes out before
, being chased and bullied, every time I wear new clothes or new boots, within half an hour, I will definitely be beaten to dust by peers or older teenagers. Just imagine, a pair of horses that Granny just bought from the shop
The brand-new boots that come to me are immediately trampled by a dozen people after my grandson puts them on when he goes out. When the child comes home, where can the new boots be?
This silly boy, whose real name is Ma Kuxuan, has long been forgotten. He has always been very strange. When he was bullied, he never took the initiative to complain to Granny Ma, nor would he cry or beg for mercy. He always had a very plain face and indifference.
The look in his eyes. Therefore, the children over there in Xinghua Lane don’t like to play with this little fool. Ma Kuxuan learned to play by himself very early. He likes to watch the clouds in the sky from the slopes or rooftops.
Chen Ping'an had never bullied Ma Kuxuan, nor had he pitied his peer, nor would he have thought that two guys with the same problem would try to hug each other for warmth.
Because Chen Ping'an always felt that people like Ma Kuxuan, far from being stupid, were actually very similar to Song Jixin, or even worse.
They didn't seem to speak, but they seemed to have been waiting, as if they were saying silently, God owes me a lot of things, and sooner or later I will get them all back. If you owe me a copper coin, Song Jixin may have to ask for it.
God obediently returns a tael of silver, Ma Kuxuan, and even a tael of gold!
Chen Ping'an didn't think it was bad, he just didn't like it.
The young man was no longer like the fool before. He spoke clearly and asked with a smile: "Are you Chen Ping'an from Mu Bottle Lane? You live next door to Zhigui?"
Chen Pingan nodded, "Is something wrong?"
The young man smiled, pointed at Chen Ping'an's basket, and reminded: "Maybe you haven't noticed that the stream water has dropped a lot, and the only two places where good stones are left are the deep pool under the covered bridge and the puddle on the back of Qingniu.
, other places are not good, just like the one in your basket, it cannot retain the energy, and the quality of the stone will change quickly. Some are lucky and can be made into a good whetstone, and some can become
Scholar's inkstone, these last things are of course still good things, and it will certainly not be difficult to sell them at a high price, but... forget it, you may not understand even if I tell you."
Chen Pingan smiled and hummed without saying anything else.
The short boy suddenly said: "Were you practicing boxing in the creek just now?"
Chen Ping'an still didn't speak.
Ma Kuxuan's eyes sparkled, and he laughed and said: "So you're not stupid either. That's right. You're almost the same as me. We're from the same group."
Chen Ping'an walked around the young man and said, "I'll go first." Then he picked up the basket and went ashore.
The young man squatted in the distance, spit out the chewed dogtail grass in his mouth, shook his head and whispered: "If the boxing is not good, there will be many mistakes. No matter how much you practice, you will never be good at it."
Ma Kuxuan didn't even turn his head, "Did you get back our military strategist's token?"
A man behind him smiled and said, "Remember to call me Master first from now on."
The young man ignored him, stood up, turned around and asked, "Can you show me the small sword tomb?"
It was the military master with a sword hanging on his back and a tiger talisman hanging on his back. He claimed to be from Zhenwu Mountain. He once threatened to fight the junior uncle of the sect where the golden boy and the beautiful girl belonged.
The man shook his head and said, "It's not yet ready."
Then he was a little annoyed, "Why did you deliberately ruin that woman's Shuiguan state of mind? Do you know that once you do such a thing, you will be a lifelong enemy of life and death!"
The young man said with an indifferent expression: "The road is difficult. If you can't even stand this little hardship, how dare you hope for the high-level and worry-free life?"
The man laughed angrily: "You haven't even entered the door yet, yet you dare to speak so boldly. Are you afraid of flashing your tongue?!"
The young man finally grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said with a smile: "In the future, when I encounter such an opportunity to break my situation on the road of spiritual practice, I will take the initiative to inform the woman. Master, you are not allowed to interfere at that time, and let her try to ruin my good deeds."
The man sighed with emotion: "Do you know that in the world, opportunities are divided into big and small, fortune is divided into thick and thin, and bones are high and low. If you measure everyone by your own principles in everything, you will one day encounter someone with bigger fists and deeper cultivation.
, a person with a higher realm, if someone is in a bad mood and punches you to break your bridge of longevity, how will you deal with it? "
The young man smiled and said: "Then I will accept my fate!"
The man laughed at himself: "From now on, as my teacher, I will never reason with you again, just play the harp to an ox."
The young man suddenly asked: "How does that guy from Mud Bottle Alley know the magic of stones in the water? And has he started practicing boxing?"
The man suddenly looked stern, "Ma Kuxuan! I don't care what kind of character you are as a teacher, but you must keep one thing in mind. We are the authentic swordsmen of the military! If you practice a sword, you can defeat all methods, if you practice a sword, you can be invincible.
, but you are absolutely not allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately, you are not allowed to bully ordinary people, and you are not allowed to deliberately stumbling on others in the same way because you are jealous of others in the future!"
The young man stretched his body and said, "Master, you are overthinking. No matter how powerful the guy in Mud Bottle Alley is, as long as he doesn't offend me, it has nothing to do with me. In the final analysis, no matter how successful these people in this small town are, they will be nothing more than nothing in the future."
It’s just a stepping stone for me, jealous? It’s too late for me to thank them.”
The man said helplessly: "It really doesn't make sense. I guess Zhenwushan will never stop doing this in the future."
The young man asked curiously: "Where are you ranked in Zhenwu Mountain?"
The man smiled and said, "If you don't say this, it will hurt your face."
The young man rolled his eyes and said, "I had known I would be a disciple later."
The man laughed it off.
One thing he didn't make clear to his apprentice was that there are many types of geniuses in the world, and so are talents.
The straw-shoe boy from before seemed to be walking in an ordinary six-step manner, but in fact he was walking with the intention of a fist.