Chapter 465: Is there Chen Ping'an's Luopao Mountain?
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Chen Pingan sat cross-legged, with his fists on his knees, panting, his face covered in blood, and there was a ticking sound on the floor.
Fortunately, the Bamboo Tower is extremely mysterious and acts as a talisman to cleanse away dust and dirt, so there is no need to worry about affecting the "elegance" of the Bamboo Tower.
However, I heard that the girl in pink skirt often comes to the second floor with a small bucket to wipe the floor day after day, so she is the only "outsider" who can enter the second floor.
The boxing session has come to an end. As for the so-called boxing lessons and sparring, the truth is clear from looking at the embarrassed Chen Ping'an and the calm and calm barefoot old man.
But Chen Pingan still felt a little weird. It was no better than the old man's beatings on his muscles and bones. Chen Pingan could only endure it from beginning to end. Now that he is learning boxing again, it seems that it is more about honing his fighting skills, and intentionally or unintentionally, helping him consolidate that kind of strength.
When the old man was in a good mood, he would recite a few rhyming punching ideas. As for whether Chen Pingan, who was knocked down by a punch from time to time, could hear it, and if he was distracted, could he hear it?
Keep this in mind, the old man doesn't care.
At this moment, Chen Pingan couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you need to temper your physical body and three souls and six souls?"
Cui Cheng sneered and said: "You have taught a child how to use chopsticks to pick up vegetables. He is already a teenager. Do you need to teach him again? Are you so stupid, or am I blind and picked a fool?"
Chen Ping'an hesitated to speak, hesitating to believe. As a martial arts practitioner, the word "pure" should be tempered. Logically speaking, it is needed in every realm. After obtaining the secrets of the immortal family with the Qi practitioners, it is important to be led by the master to practice personally, and not yet.
Too same.
Cui Cheng seemed unwilling to take advantage of this matter and asked, "I heard that you used to let Zhu Lian use his golden body to fight with you?"
Chen Pingan nodded, "It's very difficult to deal with."
Cui Cheng shook his head and said: "The heat is too far off. Zhu Lian doesn't dare to kill you, and you know that Zhu Lian won't kill you. It's just like a pair of idiots flirting with each other. You scratch me once, and I touch you once."
How can it truly benefit martial arts?"
Chen Ping'an felt his scalp numb when he heard it.
Cui Cheng said: "From tomorrow on, call Zhu Lian to the second floor, and I will watch you fight each other."
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Isn't it the same?"
Cui Cheng sneered and said: "It's the same? If Zhu Lian dares not to kill you and doesn't dare to kill you, I will punch him to death. Do you think it can still be the same? Remember, make it clear to Zhu Lian and don't take it seriously.
, I don’t want to repeat these words to a corpse when the time comes.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Senior, do you still have a crush on Zhu Lian?"
Cui Cheng twitched his lips and said, "When did I take away all the cleverness and aura of wealth and aristocratic energy from this guy? Only then can I beat him to the last bit."
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I have competed with Zhu Lian, who is in the Golden Body state, and I have never been able to seriously injure him. Every time, he still has strength left. Just listen to his flattery after giving a punch, and you will know."
Cui Cheng chuckled and said, "You don't have it, but I do."
Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.
There are many people in the world who are not afraid of hardship. However, there are not many good things that will be rewarded after suffering.
Although Chen Ping'an didn't know why Zhu Lian stayed in Luopo Mountain for three years and never learned boxing from the old man, as long as the old man opened his mouth, Zhu Lian, who was extremely difficult to break through the bottlenecks of his own boxing and martial arts realm,
Saying that is a great thing. Chen Ping'an will discuss almost everything with the person involved and never insists on how the other party must do it. This is true whether Sui Youyou should go to Jade Guizong or whether Shi Rou is willing to accept the immortal's remains.
, but when it comes to Zhu Lian going up to the second floor to practice martial arts, if Zhu Lian is reluctant for some unknown reason, Chen Ping'an will also try to persuade him to practice martial arts.
Cui Cheng suddenly said: "It's good to think about the good things of the people around you. But you have to remember that practicing martial arts to reach the top and being invincible with your punches is ultimately a very... lonely thing. You have to understand the two clearly.
Already."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I once watched chess and realized an armchair swordsmanship, which is about cutting and encircling. I relied on this in Shujian Lake to overcome many difficulties..."
Before Chen Ping'an could finish his heartfelt words, the old man clicked his tongue and said: "You are worthy of being a swordsman carrying the Sword Immortal Sword on his back. You are mediocre in boxing, but you are so talented in practicing swordsmanship... It seems that you have delayed your becoming a Great Sword Immortal for me."
, is this good or not?"
Chen Ping'an knew something was wrong, so he clapped his hands on the ground and let himself slide out in a sitting position to avoid the old man's unreasonable punches. As for getting up to avoid it, he didn't even have to think about it.
as expected.
Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard.
The old man stamped his feet, causing the bamboo building to sway in shock. Chen Ping'an, who had just leaned back a few minutes, was actually thrown into the air. The tall figure appeared in an instant. If it was a cavalry formation, it would be nothing more than a punch.
, the pain only lasted for a moment, but the old man obviously had no intention of letting Chen Pingan go just like that. Chen Pingan was most familiar with and liked to use the drumming style of the God to fight against the enemy. After a full fourteen punches, Chen Pingan was like catkins.
Floating, floating here and there, never landing.
Poor Chen Ping'an fell into a coma.
The feeling of being hit by a god with dozens of punches in the drum beating style, especially when used by Cui Cheng, the ancestor of this punch, can really make people want to die.
Even though Chen Ping'an fainted and completely lost his mind, his body was still rolling on the ground.
The old man watched for a moment, nodded, and seemed quite satisfied, which meant that this boy's fist intention was truly "alive".
A true master of martial arts, when he is sleeping soundly, even if he encounters a top assassin, he only needs to sense a trace of murderous intent, and he can still move his fist to get up and punch to kill the enemy in an instant. This is the reason.
However, the old man still did not let go of Chen Pingan. He kicked the pure energy that was like a fire dragon in Chen Pingan's body with his toe, and accurately interrupted him with a kick.
Like a formation of fine cavalry, it forcibly penetrated the enemy's infantry formation on the battlefield.
All the joints in Chen Pingan's body suddenly exploded like firecrackers, like the sound of soldiers ringing gold on the battlefield. As the old man's Gang Qi was fired, the "cavalry" passed through the formation without stopping, so Chen Pingan's pure Qi
Gathered quickly.
In the battle of Laolong City, Du Mao's sword-swallowing boat pierced Chen Ping'an's abdomen with one blow. The reason why it caused Chen Ping'an to suffer from endless illnesses is that it is difficult to eliminate, will not fade away, and will continue to eat away.
Soul, but the old man's attack this time did not have such disadvantages, so the rumors in the world that "a punch from Zhiji Wufu can be as powerful as the tide destroying a city, and the force is as clever as a flying sword piercing the eye of a needle" is definitely not an exaggeration.
The martial artist breathed out pure zhenqi, but still did not harm the word "pure", which was one of the special skills of the third realm of refining the gods, namely golden body, far travel, and mountain top.
As for a warrior under the Golden Body Realm, once his true energy is cut off, all his vitality will be lost. If he replaces his energy with new ones, his flaws will be revealed. How can he fight with the great monks for a long time?
However, this method of feeding fists is not suitable for all junior martial artists.
Just like ordinary people holding a bowl to receive rice, the bowl of rice is as hot as coals. If you drop the bowl, it will burn the palms of your hands.
Whether it is Cen Yuanji from Luolu Mountain or the kiln worker from Yang's medicine shop, they are considered martial arts geniuses, but they are destined to be unable to withstand the torture.
It's just that they have their own opportunities to learn martial arts. The journey of martial arts may seem like a narrow path, but each has its own single-plank bridge to walk on.
There are advantages and disadvantages to women practicing martial arts. Cui Cheng once traveled to the Divine Continent of Middle-earth and saw many amazing female masters with his own eyes. For example, one was clever and the other was soft, reaching the pinnacle. Rao was already a ten-level martial artist at that time.
Cui Cheng is equally astonishing. Compared with men, he often has a longer life span and a longer martial arts career.
Cui Cheng had several great regrets in his life, one of which was that he never faced off against the female Goddess of War in Middle-earth.
I can only hope that this kid at my feet won't let me down.
It's not that the old man looks down on heroic women in the world, but having one woman monopolize the four martial arts peaks in the world, overlooking the heroes, always makes the old man feel a little uncomfortable.
As for Chen Ping'an being temporarily inferior to his peer named Cao Ci, the old man was not worried at all.
The most outstanding thing about Chen Ping'an is the word toughness and enlightenment. He has good toughness and high understanding. So what if Cao Ci is a martial arts genius who has not been seen in a thousand years? So what if he reached the nine and ten realms first? After all, he still has to be on the eleventh.
In this dangerous pass, he obediently waited for his old enemy to fight. Of course, if Chen Ping'an walked too slowly, it wouldn't work. Maybe Cao Ci would turn around and fight with his master. If she is now a legendary
At the eleventh level, Cao Ci would compete with that old guy who likes to fish for whales in the sea of clouds.
There are no more than three things.
A cultivator who truly stands on the top of another high mountain will not just watch one pure warrior after another build a long bridge over the dead road.
Back then, Taoist leader Lu Chen came to see him in the Bamboo House and dragged Cui Cheng into the world where Lu Chen was in charge. Was it just for fun?
Cui Cheng sighed, squatted down, stretched out his thumb, and gently wiped the blood on Chen Pingan's face.
In terms of enduring hardship, he is indeed much better than his grandson.
Sons of wealthy families, those with good moral character, those who manage the world and benefit the people, and leave their names in history all think it is natural and natural. Those with bad temperament, who play around in life, think it is natural and natural that they are born to enjoy happiness.
Those who come from a humble background, are ambitious and have a glorious ancestor, while those who are incompetent and full of hostility will be able to endure hardship no matter what.
The old man sat next to Chen Pingan, gently flicking his sleeves, the bamboo door opened wide, and the breeze from the mountain came uninvited.
Chen Pingan's breathing has stabilized.
The rest and recuperation of a pure martial artist requires a deep sleep as if it were death.
This is what Chen Ping'an has been lacking the most in Shujian Lake all these years.
In fact, in the eyes of the old man, Chen Ping'an lacked the beauty of drowsiness during his several long trips. He was only slightly better when practicing sword furnace stake setting, otherwise the bowstring would be tight and he would not be beaten to death in the arena.
The road to martial arts will also be full of flaws. But the old man still hasn't pointed it out. Just like he hasn't pointed out the strongest gift of martial arts in each martial arts realm, there are some obstacles. Young people have to go through it themselves before they can understand the truth deeply. Otherwise, even if the sage master sits down
Splattering saliva in front of your eyes and speaking earnestly may not be effective.
Cui Cheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance and said to himself: "But having said that, the world clan also grew up from the Han clan. It's just a family of powerful people. They are afraid of being killed by the gentleman for five generations. The poor people are worried about the dragon."
Dragons and phoenixes are born like mice digging holes in the ground. Once Luopo Mountain has its own sect in the future, the worry will be different from that of many noble families and fairy mansions. It is not about arguing about who is right and who is wrong, but about who is more difficult.
Yes. That kind of trouble can be said to be small or big, but it is as big as the sky. It depends on whether Chen Ping'an can convince the public by then. That kind of mental tempering, facing the people close to Shu Jian Hu
Big mistake, there will be two views."
Cui Cheng turned to look at the sleeping young man and said with a smile: "It's a good thing to be afraid of death. You are young, so don't die. There are great rivers and mountains. There are nine continents in the world. You kid has just seen it now."
How much?"
The old man seemed to be in a good mood suddenly and laughed, "If we are to fight five realms against five realms, of course I will win, but I will inevitably get a lot of punches from you. In this case, winning is also losing. Where do I want to put my face?"
The old man laughed loudly and said, "Little bastard, it doesn't matter how many times you have traveled a long way, you are still very young."
After laughing, the old man said in a deep voice: "It's time to break through. As long as you don't let Cao Ci widen the gap between the two realms and bite you, one day in the future, let alone regain the position and win three games in a row.
, as long as you catch up and overtake him, you will have no problem beating him for thirty games!"
The old man suddenly looked gloomy. Although this boy's future achievements were worth looking forward to, when he thought that it would be an extremely long process, the old man felt a little unhappy. He turned his head and looked at the sleeping guy, feeling angry.
He hit one spot, brushed it with his sleeve, and cursed angrily: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, are you a pig? Get up and practice boxing!"
Chen Ping'an was blown away by the strong wind and hit the wall. He woke up in a daze. Cui Cheng had already stood up, with a gloomy face. He took a step forward and stepped down hard with his foot.
Chen Ping'an rolled sideways and managed to avoid the kick.
Cui Cheng said: "When can you calmly deal with a warrior in the Golden Body Realm? In the battle of life and death, without losing too badly, can you go down the mountain. After that, should you go to the central part of Aquarius Continent to meet your friends, or go to Beiju?"
It's up to you to wander around Luzhou, but if you can't do that, just stay in this bamboo house and enjoy the blessings. Otherwise, you will be giving away all your belongings to others, and you will also give away your life.
Want to do it?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You can't die!"
Cui Cheng asked: "Why? Why is your Chen Ping'an's life more valuable than others?"
Chen Pingan said in a deep voice: "The senior who taught me boxing is named Cui Mingcheng!"
The old man was stunned, nodded slightly, and said happily: "This sentence is really not a flattery, just the truth for this beautiful words... I will not give you a good punch, Chen Ping'an!"
The old man's figure and aura were like the top of a mountain. Chen Pingan's vision went dark, and he punched him until he fainted on the spot.
The old man stamped his foot, and Chen Ping'an, who was paralyzed on the ground, jumped up in shock. He just woke up in the air when the old man's leg came again.
Another unsuspicious fainting.
Repeatedly.
Chen Pingan complained endlessly and was tired of coping.
The old man enjoyed it endlessly.
Putting on the clothes makes you strong, and when you hit the sound, you can see things.
Naturally, this is not an ordinary martial arts style. He pursues what is said in his own boxing book: "Practice without making a sound, sail without an oar." In fact, Cui Cheng's fists have too much punch, and each punch is too smooth.
Finally, the old man hit Chen Pingan in the neck with a whip kick. After Chen Pingan spun a few times, he staggered a few steps after landing, but his strength was not as strong as before, so he did not fall to the ground.
Using a six-step backwards fist stance, supplemented by the ape-shaped fist intention, he bowed and stepped back a few steps. Chen Pingan did not slack off at all and stared at the old man.
He was beaten badly. In fact, both his boxing stance and his punches were shaking.
But there is a vague "meaning" in Chen Ping'an, which remains unmoved, like an old monk in concentration.
Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, that's it for today. If you keep hitting me, your bones will fall apart."
Chen Ping'an remained motionless.
Cui Cheng nodded and said: "Yes, you can save yourself a punch. Go downstairs by yourself. The old rule is to soak in the potion bucket. Remember, unlike the past, you can't let the water cool down. When will you be able to use your true energy?
Boil the potion before leaving, otherwise just stay in the bucket and treat it as a practice. Wei Bo has already prepared the medicinal materials and went downstairs to ask the little girl in pink skirt to boil the water."
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, walked out of the house, and stumbled downstairs. When walking up the stairs, he had to hold on to the railing. It felt like going up the mountain to burn charcoal when he was young. It was difficult to go down the mountain without getting tired.
The girl in the pink skirt was already boiling water downstairs.
Taking advantage of the gap, Chen Ping'an did not immediately return to the house on the first floor. Instead, he went to sit on the stone table by the cliff and practiced setting up the sword furnace.
He waited until the girl in pink skirt came to say hello, then got up and went inside.
Half an hour later, Chen Ping'an changed into a simple and elegant green shirt, which was one of the gifts from Wu Yi of Ziyang Mansion.
The girl in the pink skirt is familiar with the situation and gets busy cleaning up the mess.
Chen Ping'an sat on the bamboo chair under the eaves, smiled, and thanked her. The little girl smiled, as if she felt more accomplished in doing these chores than in cultivating the Taoism.
Chen Pingan held the back of his head with both hands, leaned against the back of the chair, and stretched out his legs.
It turns out that if you don't get beaten, you will live like a god.
From a distance, Zhu Lian came slowly with the girl Cen Yuanji.
Chen Pingan turned around and looked.
Zhu Lian took a bamboo chair and sat aside, while Cen Yuanji stood behind the old immortal with his hands and feet tied.
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Young Master, is there any regulation for Cen Yuanji's martial arts training?"
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Just come and lead her in. It's up to you whether you want the title of master or disciple."
Zhu Lian quickly shook his head and said: "How can this be possible? The old slave is just fine fighting people to death, but teaching people boxing is far inferior to that of the young master. When it comes to being a teacher, the young master is young, but he already has the demeanor of everyone..."
Cen Yuanji felt sad in his heart.
It's a pity that such a heroic man as Master Zhu was reduced to being a slave to this young mountain master.
Chen Pingan asked softly: "Does Zheng Dafeng have any ideas?"
Zhu Lian shook his head regretfully, "Brother Dafeng, now he is focusing on how to build the mountain gate hut. It must look good and not lose the face of Luopo Mountain, and also don't waste money. Young Master, you are wasting your money in vain. Brother Dafeng
It’s really impossible to be distracted.”
Chen Pingan had a headache.
Cui Cheng walked out of the second floor, "Let's practice the Mountain Shaking Fist 200,000 times before we talk about martial arts."
Chen Ping'an hesitated.
Zhu Lian thought it was feasible. He turned to Cen Yuanji and smiled and said: "What a blessing. This boxing pile is a rare skill in the world. It is as clever as it is clumsy and contains infinite fist power. Cen girl, from today on, you must be focused on nothing."
, walked through the pile over and over again.”
Zhu Lian turned his head and looked at Chen Pingan with a smile.
Chen Ping'an said: "You can't teach me to walk in six steps."
Zhu Lian said guiltily: "No matter how upright the old slave walks, he is still not graceful enough. It will inevitably give people the suspicion of walking like a duck. Maybe it will make Cen Yuanji underestimate this peerless boxing pole. If the young master comes to walk, that is
The flowing clouds and flowing water make people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze..."
Chen Ping'an really couldn't stand this guy's flattery, so he briefly said Cui Cheng's words, except that he omitted the golden body realm. Zhu Lian wrinkled his face bitterly and said nothing.
Chen Pingan held back his laughter.
Zhu Lian took Cen Yuanji back home.
Along the way, Cen Yuanji found that the old immortal seemed to be in a heavy mood.
At that time in the Cen Mansion, the old god met frankly and said that she was a sixth-level martial artist who was about to reach the golden realm. He also said that she would achieve the seventh level of martial arts in the future.
Is it possible that the tall old man who likes to hide in the bamboo building is a great master of the Golden Body Realm? Otherwise, it would be too shameless to beat the old immortal Zhu to death one by one.
Zhu Lian taught Cen Yuanji the six steps of walking in a serious manner. After repeating it three times, Cen Yuanji became very similar.
Zhu Lian only said that she should be diligent in walking the pile and finish it 200,000 times quickly. It must be fast and steady.
Furthermore, he will practice for her three times a day from now on, letting Cen Yuanji watch from the sidelines to avoid going astray.
Cen Yuanji was full of fighting spirit and promised Zhu Lian that he would not be lazy.
Zhu Lian put his hands behind his back and walked out of the yard.
In fact, the first test of Cen Yuanji has quietly begun.
It's just that the girl didn't realize it.
Next, we have to wait and see when Cen Yuanji can complete 200,000 walking piles, and how long it will take during the walking pile to change from physical resemblance to spiritual resemblance. After the spiritual resemblance, how much fist power will there be, or whether she will blindly
Seeking speed and letting go of the boxing, he unknowingly took shortcuts, his cleverness was misled by his cleverness, and his martial arts path reached the end of his own road early.
Cen Yuanji's martial arts practice, understanding, toughness, and character will all be revealed at a glance.
As for Cen Yuanji's future achievements, whether it is the golden body realm that is already in his pocket, the distant travel realm where there is some hope, or even the mountain top realm where the possibility is slim, all are actually determined by these twenty six steps.
In the pile.
This is probably what is called watching your age at the age of three.
All this is just a word from the barefoot old man.
In fact, Zhu Lian was not particularly willing to get involved in Chen Ping'an and the old man named Cui.
It would delay him from going down the mountain to pick out books and collect them.
In the next half a month, Zhu Lian was beaten to death several times, while Chen Ping'an was nowhere to be found.
But unlike Chen Ping'an who insisted on gritting his teeth, Zhu Lian, who was not too interested at first, became addicted to being beaten in the end. He was worthy of the madman who wanted to kill nine people in Ouhua Blessed Land. The next boxing practice
Everything went beyond Cui Cheng's expectation. Zhu Lian was in the Far Traveling Realm and used various methods to provoke Cui Cheng, the ultimate master of the ten realms. The result was just as Cui Cheng said, Zhu Lian couldn't really kill Chen.
He is safe, but he can force him to kill him. Anyway, with him watching from the side, nothing will happen. But when Zhu Lian puts on the rogue attitude of wanting to die, if you don't hit me, you are not a master, is Cui Cheng like this?
Can you really kill Zhu Lian? Shouldn't you just beat Zhu Lian half to death again and again?
This period of time was the happiest time Chen Pingan had ever practiced boxing.
Of course, Zhu Lian was really ruthless when competing with him.
But whenever Chen Pingan lay dying in the corner and watched Zhu Lian beat the old man so miserably, he immediately felt that he was actually lucky.
However, when Zhu Lian was enjoying his martial arts to the fullest, his state of selflessness that was almost "obsessed" but still had a pure and pure state of mind really opened Chen Pingan's eyes.
Presumably, Cui Cheng deliberately prevented him from fainting every time the match ended, and also had the idea of letting him watch the battle.
If it weren't for the age difference and Zhu Lian's insistence on being master and servant, the two of them would be inseparable brothers.
Late that night, the two of them were sitting at the stone table.
Zhu Lian glanced at the bamboo building and was eager to give it a try. He finally restrained himself from yelling at the bamboo house in order to beg for a meal.
Chen Pingan was speechless.
The best he could do was endure hardship, but Zhu Lian had to endure hardship to truly enjoy happiness.
Zhu Lian said with emotion: "Senior, using only the Golden Body Realm, beat me even though I was in the Far Traveling Realm, and he beat me to the point where I cried for my father and mother. The Young Master used the Five Realms to attack me in the Golden Body Realm. Senior and Young Master are worthy of their honor."
They are all rare geniuses in the world."
Chen Ping'an reminded: "Don't involve me."
Zhu Lian suddenly said seriously: "Old senior, you have good intentions."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I hope I know how to treat martial arts. There are still people like Zhu Lian and you in the world. My perseverance, Chen Pingan, is nothing at all."
Zhu Lian looked guilty and said: "Every time I punch the young master, it hurts my heart."
Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said, "You can pull him down."
Zhu Lian sighed, "Cen Yuanji is still too slow to take action."
Chen Pingan nodded and did not deliberately say anything nice for Cen Yuanji, but he still said something fair, "You can't expect everyone to imitate you. Even I worked so hard in order to risk my life."
Zhu Lian shook his head and said, "Young master, don't say that, otherwise I will regret the more than one million punches that the young master will receive after surviving."
Chen Ping'an asked: "Is there a way to not affect Cen Yuanji's state of mind, but also to enhance her boxing intention in a relatively natural way?"
Zhu Lian nodded and said: "There is a way, that is, the young master's sacrifice will be greater."
Chen Pingan said curiously: "Tell me about it."
Zhu Lian looked twitchy and lowered his voice: "Young Master can pretend to be the unscrupulous mountain master who takes advantage of sex, but the level of martial arts is not too high. On a dark and windy night, she struggled for a long time, and after Young Master
When you were about to succeed, the old slave happened to appear and helped her kowtow to beg for mercy. The young master temporarily left in anger because of his face. But when he stepped out of the threshold, he looked back at the bed with a look of reluctance. Then the old slave comforted her.
She thought that as long as she practiced boxing more diligently, she would be able to defeat the young master earlier and avoid the pain of harassment..."
Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd and drank several sips of wine to calm down his shock.
Finally he asked: "Why don't you and I change places?"
Zhu Lian said helplessly: "Cen Yuanji is not really stupid and won't believe it. And once the little girl really believes it, I'm afraid she will have to sneak down the mountain even if she fights to the death."
Chen Pingan asked again: "I'm surprised, why does Cen Yuanji think you are a good person and I am a bad person?"
Zhu Leng thought for a while, "If men are not bad, how can women not love them?"
Chen Ping'an was hesitating whether to ask the sword fairy to take it out of its sheath and chop Zhu Lian half to death.
Zhu Lian stopped joking, licked his face and asked Chen Ping'an for a pot of wine, saying that as a loyal old servant, he resisted the wine bug in his stomach and rebelled. When he buried the wine, he still didn't dare to secretly
He hid a few jars of good wine and regretted it now. Chen Pingan told him to get out.
Zhu Lian knew that there was really no chance, so he smiled and said: "Master, you are still so young, and you are so old-fashioned in your treatment of men and women. Are you too pedantic and boring? What kind of good man doesn't have many confidants?"
Chen Pingan put his sword gourd on his waist, held his hands in his sleeves, looked into the distance, and said softly: "From now on, when I walk around, if a woman really likes me, I may not be able to stop her, but can I only like one person in my life?"
It can be done, and it must be done.”
Zhu Lian scratched his head and said nothing.
Chen Ping'an waited for a long time, turned around and joked: "For the first time, you don't have any flattery to follow?"
Zhu Lian shook his head and murmured: "There is only infatuation in the world, and no one can make fun of it."
Chen Ping'an said with emotion, "I am not a crazy person, I can't describe this kind of person."
Zhu Lian slapped the table and said: "Sure enough, the young master is a hidden master. There is no trace of this kind of flattery, and this old slave is far inferior to me!"
Chen Pingan had itchy teeth, and said with a smile on his face: "Zhu Lian, just wait, wait and see when I'm in the same place with you."
Zhu Lian nodded and said, "Maybe it will be tomorrow. It's very simple."
Seeing the expression on Zhu Lian's face that the old slave would be struck by lightning if he told half a lie, Chen Ping'an was so choked that he couldn't say a word.
A moment of silence.
Chen Pingan asked: "It can be seen that Pei Qian and the two little guys get along very well, but I have not been at home these years. Are there any problems that I have not seen and have been missed, but you feel it is inappropriate to mention them?
?If it is true, Zhu Lian, you can tell me about it."
Zhu Lian shook his head and said with a smile: "Young Master, there is nothing you can't say."
Chen Ping'an lamented, somewhat helplessly, and pointed at Zhu Lian, indicating that he had nothing to say.
"Nowadays, there are still few people in Luoposhan, and there are not many problems. The young master has already taken care of some of the big things outside the family, and the small ones, such as repaying the kindness and gifts to the neighbors who helped the young master every year, Miss Ruan also made an appointment at that time.
After the old slave took over the plan, he added two shops and it was just a step-by-step process. It was not complicated. Many families have now moved to the county and become prosperous. Some of them politely refused the old slave's gift, but this time
This time I visited the house to pay New Year's greetings, but some people were still polite. Even though they had money, they became more and more dissatisfied. As for the old slaves, they also followed their lions and opened their mouths. As for those households that are still poor now, the old slaves don't have much money.
Yes, but I will meet people a few times, sit in their homes, and casually ask if there is any urgent need from time to time. If I can, I will do it. If I can't, I will just pretend to be stupid."
Zhu Lian spoke eloquently.
If you understand Zhu Lian's life in the blessed land of lotus root, you will know that Zhu Lian handles worldly affairs with ease, from the temple and the battlefield to the family and home affairs.
Zhu Lianxiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in green shirt who was used to thinking about this and that and everyone, "Besides, there are some small problems. It is not convenient for me to speak and do things on behalf of the young master. When the young master arrives at Luopo Mountain,
It disappeared. This is the truth. So, young master, I have another truth to say. No matter how far away from home, no matter how difficult the journey is, I must come back. Luo Po Mountain, I am not afraid of waiting."
Chen Pingan nodded.
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "That's enough. In the future, the young master will travel to Luzhou in Beiju. There is no need to worry too much about Luolu Mountain. There is Senior Cui, there is the old slave, and now there is brother Dafeng. The young master does not need to worry too much."
Chen Pingan still nodded, and then asked curiously: "Why is Shi Rou no longer as wary and distant from you as before?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "It's possible that Shi Rou has been looking at the old slave for a long time and feels that his appearance is not really unsightly? After all, when the old slave was in the Ouhua Paradise, he was a handsome man who was known as the banished immortal and noble son.
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Chen Pingan glanced at Zhu Lian, shook his head and said, "I can't see it anyway."
Zhu Lian covered his sleeves with his hands, squinted his eyes and smiled, his shoulders shaking with laughter, as if he was remembering the heroic spirit of the past, "Young master, you don't know, there were countless women in Lotus Flower Land in those days, even if they just saw the portrait of the old slave, they mistakenly
For life."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "In those days, were you as good as the young Cui Dongshan today?"
Zhu Lian thought for a while and said seriously: "I'll tell you the truth. I'm definitely not boasting about it. I was even more elegant than before."
Chen Pingan sighed: "That really deserves a beating."
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "So this old slave has to go and learn martial arts, otherwise he has to worry about losing his butt one day."
Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment before realizing the implication of Zhu Lian's words. Chen Pingan did not turn around and said, "If you have the guts, tell the seniors this."
Zhu Lian was secretly happy, waving his hands and saying: "Then you are really looking for death."
Chen Ping'an said: "I wonder what is happening to Lu Baixiang, Sui Youyou, and Wei Xian now."
Zhu Lian's expression was slightly sarcastic, but his tone was indifferent: "We just go our separate ways. One is worse than the other."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Surveying something secretly?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said, "The young master has insight into people's hearts and is a god."
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Zhu Lian, if you want to go out for a walk one day, just say hello. It's not a polite word. I really don't need to be polite to you."
Zhu Lian shook his head and said: "I appreciate the young master's kindness, but I really don't want to go far away. I have traveled enough in the blessed land of lotus root. It is for the sake of family and country, and for the sake of filial piety and loyalty. It is very tiring. Besides,
, the last journey of the rivers and lakes, especially the battle among the ten people in the world in Nanyuan Kingdom, was all for myself. I should have no regrets in this life. Those who know themselves will suffer less, and those who are content will always be happy...
Master, this sentence is pretty good, can it be engraved on a bamboo slip?"
Chen Pingan listened carefully at first, but Zhu Lian's last words failed him. Chen Pingan stood up with a dark face and went to the room on the first floor.
Zhu Lian stood up and watched Chen Pingan leave. After closing the door, he sat back down.
The rickety old man looked at the night scene alone.
Pine nuts are rustling in the mountains, and grass and insects are chirping under the moon.
It is truly the end of the human world.
What more could you ask for?
After a while.
This far-traveling martial artist, whose heart was still as calm as water, looked around and saw no one around. He secretly took out a book from his arms, dipped it in his saliva, and started to flip through the book. Reading under the moonlight on an autumn night is also a great moment in life.
That's good news.
The next day Chen Pingan did not go to the second floor and was punched.
Because the Minister of Rites of the Dali imperial court arrived at Piyun Mountain and was about to formally sign a mountain sale contract with the Song family of Dali.
Wei Bo came to Luopo Mountain in person, and then took Chen Ping'an to Linlu Academy, where the old minister and relevant officials were already waiting.
Chen Ping'an was no stranger to that high-ranking official of Dali. Back then, after Li Zhudong Tianxialuo took root, he had met the old minister several times.
This is the first time Chen Ping'an has come to this new academy with the highest standards in Dali.
Since he was dragged directly to a secluded area of the academy by Wei Bo, he saved a lot of walking through corridors and buildings.
Ruan Qiong was not here. The military saint who was stationed here had secretly left. Dong Gu, the golden elixir immortal of the Longquan Sword Sect, came instead, holding his master's private seal. It is a token of the saint and is by no means an ordinary object.
This shows that Ruan Qiong has great trust in this disciple who was born as a monster.
On a table, in addition to the most important general covenant, there are also mountain land deeds.
The Niujiao Mountain that originally belonged to Baofengzhai, the Cinnabar Mountain of Xu's family in Qingfeng City, the Huimeng Mountain which is the closest to Luolu Mountain and covers an extremely vast area, the Cheilfish Back, Weixia Peak, and the Sword Worship Platform located in the west of the mountains, a total of six
Mountains of different sizes will all be under Chen Ping'an's name.
The signatures and seals on the contract include, in addition to Chen Ping'an, the old minister who also carries the imperial seal of the Great Li Dynasty and the official seal of the Ministry of Rites, the Ruan Qiong seal in Dong Gu's hand, and the golden earring that he took off.
After taking off the earrings of Wei Bo, I don’t know what kind of magical power Wei Bo used to turn them into a solid circular seal.
There are also two deputy mountain masters of the academy, who are just joining in the fun.
A well-known scholar in the literary world, it is said that the plaque and many couplets on the Wenwu Temple in Longquan County were written by this famous scholar.
The other one is an acquaintance.
The old Confucian scholar Huang Tingguo who entertained Chen Ping'an and his party was actually an old Jiao who had lived for countless years, and was the father of Wu Yi, the founder of Ziyang Mansion.
Three young officials, including Wu Yuan, the prefect of Longquan County, Yuan County Magistrate, and Cao Duzaoguan were all present today.
Next to Dong Gu, there was a young man standing, Xie's parents, Xie Ling, who was born in Taoye Lane.
Logically speaking, even if Xie Ling is Ruan Qiong's disciple, he should not be here.
It's just that my ancestor's reputation is too great, so I'm grateful to you.
So when Xie Ling appeared, most of the people present pretended not to see it, and the old minister even took the initiative to exchange a few polite words with the young man who was born with a strange vision.
Xie Ling responded appropriately, neither arrogant nor shy. After chatting with the old servant, the young man continued to remain silent. However, when the real owner Chen Pingan finally appeared, Xie Ling took a few more glances at the guy from Mud Ping Alley.
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Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane, Chen Ping'an in Ni Ping Lane.
Now it is very famous in the mountains of Longquan County.
A Taoist wizard who has killed the Jindan Sword Cultivator head-on, and a big landowner who has gathered the mountains of the Immortal Family like buying several acres of farmland.
However, there are rumors that Ma Kuxuan and Chen Ping'an are not very good at dealing with each other. Rumor has it that they had a big fight at the Immortal Tomb in their early years.
Xie Ling was very surprised as to how Chen Pingan survived.
You need to know that Zhenwu Mountain Horse Kuxuan has always been the target of his silent pursuit.
And he, Xie Ling, not only had an ancestor with great Taoism, but he was also personally given an exquisite pagoda that was almost an immortal weapon by the headmaster Lu Chen's blue eyes.
Therefore, Xie Ling's eyes have been looking at the top of the Aquarius Island since he was a boy, and he would occasionally look down at the people at the bottom of the mountain.
In fact, there is Liu Xianyang, who was a blessing in disguise and survived the catastrophe. He was also taken to study with the Chen family in Nanbosu Island. He will definitely have good opportunities and future, but after all, the journey is long and the news is not smooth, and he wants to come here.
In a short period of time, it is still difficult to get too far. In the practice of the three religions and hundreds of schools, the more authentic the academic background, the more difficult it is to break through the realm quickly. Although the avenue can go higher and further, but in the
In the early stage, people are often not as good as the talented disciples who follow other heretical practices, and their practice progresses rapidly.
As for the little guy named Gu Can in Shujian Lake, it is said that he is extremely miserable and has lost the descendant of the true dragon. It is estimated that the avenue has collapsed.
Among the five opportunities in Lizhu Cave, Gu Can was the first one to lose it.
Things outside.
Xie Ling was not very interested. Even if senior brother Dong Gu and senior sister Xu Xiaoqiao talked about it, he would ignore it.
Chen Pingan was dressed in a green shirt today, with a white jade hairpin on his head, a sword gourd on his back, and a sword fairy on his back.
The haggard look in the eyes of ordinary people actually subtracts a bit of the impression of "having a hairless mouth but not being able to do things well".
Standing among a crowd, not to mention standing out from the crowd, at least he will not be overshadowed by anyone. Even if Chen Pingan does not deliberately pursue anything, he just speaks softly and looks calm, and socializes with those people one by one, such as with Lao Jiao
Reminiscing about old times, he talked about the cliff carvings in Huang Tingguo and the food at Lao Jiao Shan Lin's mansion. He told the academy scholar that he had read the works and said that he would make a special trip to the academy to ask for advice if he had the opportunity in the future.
The old servant looked at everything with a smile.
This senior official of the third rank, who was considered to be at the center of the temple, was noble and powerful. Of course the old man had an impression of Chen Ping'an. The first time they met was at Ruan Shengren's sword-making shop. The shabby young man actually stood in front of Ruan Xiu.
The two sides are actually still friends, and neither side feels out of place.
The old minister, who had developed a sharp eye in the officialdom, remembered the young man Chen Ping'an at that time.
Wei Bo was always standing next to Chen Pingan today, and it was Dong Gu from the Longquan Sword Sect. He seemed to have a taciturn temperament, so he took the initiative to chat with Chen Pingan for a few words.
The signing of the contract was originally not a complicated matter. Probably because there was a court recorder named "Bi Tie" nearby, and Wei Bo and Ruan Qiong were participating in this grand event, the Minister of Rites added a few more steps to make it even more icing on the cake.
It must be more solemn and must comply with the Dali etiquette.
From beginning to end, there were no twists and turns. The group chatted happily and there was no banquet to celebrate. After all, they were in Linlu Academy. As the minister of the Ministry of Rites of Dali, he was busy with work. This year, he was in charge of the local review of Dali officials.
People, so they were going to Niujiao Mountain immediately, took the ferry back to the capital, and left first.
Finally, Chen Pingan and Wei Bo stood in a pavilion in Linlu Academy for viewing.
Chen Pingan did not ask about Gao Xuan, which was inappropriate. After all, it was the Sui Dynasty that sent Da Li's proton.
Wei Bo smiled and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Chen Ping'an looked back and said with a smile: "It's nothing."
Standing in the brand-new and magnificent Linlu Academy, looking at the old school where no one teaches and no one studies since there is no one to teach, in fact, I can only vaguely see the outline of the town, which is not really clear at all.
Wei Bo reminded: "There will be some entertainment in the future. The Xian family forces staying here will definitely visit Luopo Mountain in the near future, so be prepared."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Now I am no stranger to these human relationships, I can handle them."
Wei Bo joked: "Won't you feel a little irritated if you delay practicing boxing?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "No, knowing everything in the world is knowledge. As long as it is useful and unavoidable, it is better to adjust your mentality early in the morning."
Wei Bo asked: "Why do you want to know about Dong Shuijing from the side? Is it because you can't trust this person?"
Chen Ping'an burst into laughter and quickly shook his head without hiding anything from Wei Bo, "No, Dong Shuijing and I are friends. It's just a business involving another friend. Since it's a business, we can't be partial to anything. What if we and I are both friends?"
We were friends, but they were not on the right track. I forced them to get together. At that time, a good thing that was mutually beneficial to all three parties ended up losing two friends just because I was not clear about certain things.
It’s such a pity.”
Chen Ping'an has already planned to write a letter to Guan Yiran in Chishuicheng, roughly telling him that he has a friend and fellow countryman named Dong Shuijing who is a businessman. He is kind and smart. But he will also confess to Guan Yiran in the letter.
, if you are in a dilemma, or it is not the right time to be in the spotlight, and it is not a time to make money, don't force it. And before leaving Longquan County, he will most likely receive a reply from Guan Yiran, so Chen Ping'an will find Dong Shuijing again,
Speak more thoroughly. Even if some words may not sound nice, you still have to say them.
Chen Pingan said with emotion: "I have suffered a lot in this kind of thing."
Wei Bo nodded. Chen Ping'an had briefly talked to him about Liu Baqiao in Fengleiyuan and Sun Jiashu in Old Dragon City.
Chen Pingan smiled, with some sincere joy, "With so many hills, we can do a lot of things."
Wei Bo joked: "For example, who will be the king of this gray mountain, and who will occupy that cinnabar mountain for cultivation?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I feel very happy just thinking about it."
Wei Bo didn't say anything.
Every mountain top is owned by Chen Pingan. How to arrange it is Chen Pingan's own decision.
Wei Bo remembered something, "In the near future, my territory in Beiyue will hold the first night banquet for the gods after I took office. Gods from all directions have to leave their territory and come to worship this Piyun Mountain. If you are interested
, I can bring you to Piyun Mountain by then."
Chen Ping'an carefully read the fairy book hanging upside down on the mountain and knew the origin of this matter.
The righteous gods of mountains and mountains in various countries have a respected status, and the orthodox river god with the highest divine status and genealogical rank is destined not to be higher than the great god of the Five Mountains. According to the etiquette system of the world, all the gods of mountains and rivers under their jurisdiction will regularly pay homage to the righteous gods of mountains and mountains.
From the lowest level Tuigong, Hebo Hepo, and so on, to Yanghua, the water god of Tiefu River in Longquan County, and further down, there are Xiuhua River, Chongdan River, Yuye River, these rivers are the god of water, and Luo Lu
Mountains, the mountain gods of Fengliang Mountain, as well as the gods of Wenwu temples and Chenghuang pavilions at all levels, all need to leave the mountains and rivers on a certain day, carrying gifts to pay respect to Wei Bo, the mountain god.
By then, Longquan County and county towns should implement night bans.
This is a rule that has been passed down for a long time. Every thirty years, or a period, or a hundred years, the Shanyue Zhengshen Temple, which is the ruler of a party, will hold a night banquet.
In fact, there is another situation where a similar grand event will occur, that is, when monks reach the upper five realms, within thousands of miles, the gods of mountains and rivers, regardless of national boundaries, will often take the initiative to pay homage to the immortals.
There are many gods traveling at night, often more than a hundred, each showing their magical powers, so it is praised by the monks on the mountain as a "picture of the pilgrimage of gods to immortals".
Chen Pingan politely rejected Wei Bo's kindness, "That day, I can just watch from Luopo Mountain."
Wei Bo didn't insist either.
Chen Pingan did not rush back to Luopo Mountain immediately, so he would let Zhu Lian "enjoy the happiness alone" today.
He also wanted to take a break from his busy schedule and sort out his many cluttered thoughts.
Wei Bo then stood here with Chen Pingan to enjoy the scenery.
Chen Ping'an turned his head and glanced at the north. He went all the way north and after crossing the sea, he reached Beiju Luzhou.
Wei Bo smiled and said: "I was in a hurry and didn't go to Nanposu Island or Fuyao Island, which are closest to Daoxuan Mountain? Are there any regrets?"
Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and said: "I really can't care about it. I can't say I have any regrets."
Wei Bo simply moved and sat on the railing, "I heard that there are two continents where the academy saints are the most unworthy. They are Beiju Luzhou and Fuyao Island. One is busy breaking up fights, and the other is busy wiping his butt, so they don't have time to rest.
, I can’t do my studies with peace of mind.”
Wei Bo turned his head and said, "By the way, you have been to Tongye Continent. What's your impression? Besides being much bigger than Aquarius Continent, what's your impression?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Maybe the territory is too big, many places are closed, and the amount of aura varies greatly from place to place. It is easy for large-scale Xianjia caves to appear on the top of mountains, such as Tongye Sect, Yugui Sect, and Taiping Mountain.
, Fuqi Sect, all of them are behemoths, and our Aquarius Continent is probably the only Shengao Sect that can compete with these big mountains. However, Tongye Continent also has many small countries that have never known what the monks are all their lives. The spiritual energy is thin, and it is a veritable lawless place.
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Wei Bo nodded and asked with a smile: "Then do you know that there are nine continents in the vast world. Except for the Middle Earth Divine Continent, which is a special case, the luck of each continent in the other eight continents is actually the same."
Chen Pingan shook his head and soon became confused.
Wei Bo understood the idea and explained: "Although Aquarius Island is small and has not produced many local great monks, it is a typical example of making wedding clothes for others. If we trace the origin, it is based on the so-called 'print book' of the secular dynasty.
After all, it's actually not bad. Just talking about the monks who went out of Lizhu Cave, there are Xie Shi from Taoye Lane, Cao Xi from Nibo Lane, and the younger ones, Liu Xianyang, Zhao Yao, why don't they go outside?
He ran away, right? Just because he couldn't keep people, Aquarius Island seems to be particularly shabby."
Chen Ping'an sighed, "Tongyezhou was in chaos before. I guess Fuyaozhou will not be much better. Moreover, the demon tribe's thousand years of operation in Tongyezhou has greatly damaged the vitality of Tongyezhou, especially Taipingshan and Fuji Sect.
, the most heavy casualties, but at least it has been turned upside down. When I was in Daoxuan Mountain, I knew that Nanbosuo Continent, Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent all had important treasures in the world. I heard that Fuyao Continent was originally among the nine continents, the most beautiful one under the mountain.
The one who was in chaos is now also in chaos on the mountain. I can’t imagine how anxious the saints and gentlemen in the academy over there are.”
Fuyaozhou, as Chen Ping'an knew from the fairy book, is indeed just one word, chaos. If the entire Fuyaozhou is regarded as a dynasty, after five hundred years of continuous mergers, a vassal town headed by more than a dozen large dynasties has been formed.
separatist forces'.
Fighting back and forth, heroes and heroes, treacherous ministers and pillars of troubled times emerged one after another. Moreover, the monks in Fuyao Island liked to go down the mountain to "help the dragon" the most.
Therefore, it is also ridiculed as Shuitongzhou by the Middle-earth Divine Continent because it is the most "shaky".
As for Nanposu Island, which is closest to Daoxuan Mountain.
The cultural heritage is prosperous and the military fortune is prosperous.
In the eyes of the monks from the Middle-earth Divine Continent, they are one of the very few "vassals" from other continents that take a fancy.
Moreover, Posuzhou also produced Chen Chun'an, a mellow scholar who can carry the sun and the moon on his shoulders.
It's just a casual chat about the world's pattern and general trends, and that's all.
Chen Ping'an is worried about these major events that seem to have nothing to do with him because of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Wei Bo is worried because, as the Beiyue Zhengshen of a future continent, he will have short-term worries without long-term thinking.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I'm going back first, but it's not Luolu Mountain, but the small town. I'll go see Pei Qian and send me to Zhenzhu Mountain."
Wei Bo nodded, gently flicked his sleeves, and sent Chen Pingan to Zhenzhu Mountain.
The wind drives the sun and the moon, shrinks the earth and walks through the mountains and rivers, the water is the pattern on the palm, and the breath shakes the sky with thunder.
That is the spirit.
After Chen Pingan left.
Wei Bo was sitting alone on the railing of the pavilion. Birds and beasts, clouds, seas, mountain winds, living and dead creatures all seemed to be extremely docile.
Suddenly he laughed.
Because I remembered a little incident just now.
The elder sister Xie found Chen Ping'an in private. After saying hello, she asked with a smile, "Aren't you curious why Sister Xiuxiu didn't come to Piyun Mountain?"
Sister Xiuxiu.
A very elegant title.
As a result, Chen Pingan smiled and replied, "I am familiar with Miss Ruan, but not you."
It almost caused Xie Ling, that blessed little guy, to suffer internal injuries.
No words can be as good as such an understatement, which can make people dumb and eat coptis.
I'm afraid even the blind man on the roadside can see that Xie Ling is very fond of his senior sister.
Not to mention the disciples of Longquan Sword Sect.
It's just that Xie Ling has great talent in cultivation and great opportunities. After all, he lacks experience in the world and thinks that few people can see his little thoughts.
Then I met Chen Ping'an. Although the age difference between the two was not much, but in terms of people's opinions, it was not like a lower fifth realm monk being bullied casually by an upper fifth realm monk. The key is that Xie Ling asked for it.
From the moment they met, they looked at Chen Pingan vigorously.
Of course Chen Ping'an could only hide when he saw Ruan Qiong, but would he be afraid of you Xie Ling?
Wei Bo stretched his waist and turned his head to look at the Changchun Palace in the north of Dali Gyeonggi.
I don’t know if the sweet-scented osmanthus is in bloom this year.
Will another woman break off the cinnamon branch, hold it in her hand, and walk on the mountain path?
Will there be a man by her side that she loves in this life?
If so, I hope he is a scholar with both good character and academics.
Wei Bo nodded.
Zhu Lian said it well. If you are a scholar who has no power to tie a chicken, you will have no worries if you put a sack on him and beat him. If you are a Taoist, it will be more troublesome. But it doesn't matter. If Wei Bo is not good at it,
As his brother, I, Zhu Lian, do it for me. This kind of thing, holding a sack, covering my face and beating a sap, is a unique skill that must be mastered when traveling in the world, and I, Zhu Lian, are very good at it.
It is truly a blessing to have such a close friend in life.
Wei Bo recalled for no reason what Chen Pingan did after returning to Luolu Mountain, bit by bit.
Wei Bo sighed and murmured: "You already own such a large piece of land, but you still think that living in a small room on the first floor of a bamboo building is enough?"
Wei Bo was relieved immediately.
A safe place can be small, but a safe place needs to be big.
Find great freedom in the land of mustard seeds.
Wei Bo put his hands on the railing and hummed softly a folk song he learned from Pei Qian, "Eat stinky tofu."
Wei Bo suddenly felt greedy that he hadn't felt in many years.
I don’t know if Chen Pingan will stay until winter. When the bamboo forest in the mountains has winter bamboo shoots, I will dig up a few and take them to the bamboo house. Zhu Lian said that Chen Pingan’s stew skills are quite good.
good.
And Wei Bo still didn't know that when young Chen Ping'an took Li Baoping and Li Huai to study together, the only time he felt aggrieved was when those unscrupulous little guys despised his craftsmanship and cooked it.
A pot of fish soup is far inferior to the large table in the old Jiao Mansion. This is a knot that Chen Ping'an has yet to untie. After traveling alone, eating and sleeping in the open air, as long as he has some free time, he can pay a little attention to a meal.
, will compete with each other.
The craftsmanship will come naturally.
Over there in the town.
As soon as Chen Pingan crossed the threshold, he saw the head resting on the counter. The key was that Pei Qian's eyes were motionless, staring at the person in broad daylight. Chen Pingan couldn't laugh or cry, so he quickly walked over and saw a chestnut.
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Pei Qian held his head in his hands and said sadly: "Master, I am not lazy or playful."
Chen Pingan reached out to pull her ears.
Pei Qian immediately said seriously: "Master, I was wrong!"
Chen Pingan nodded and then stopped.
Pei Qian then said with a smile: "Master, can you tell me now what's wrong?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's okay, Master's hands are itchy."
Shi Rou suppressed a laugh.
Pei Qian turned around and glared: "Sister Shi Rou, what's the matter with you?! Why are you secretly having sex with me? Do you know that people like you will be the first to be beaten to death if you wander around in the world?"
Shi Rou smiled and said, "I was already dead."
Pei Qian said angrily: "Then I will punch you to life!"
Shi Rou raised her chin to indicate to Pei Qian that your master was still here.
Pei Qian immediately turned his head and smiled at Shi Rou and said: "There is no place in the world where you can fight and kill casually. I am not that kind of person. If word spreads, it will ruin the master's reputation."
Chen Pingan took a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, biting it vaguely. He also picked a piece for each of Pei Qian and Shirou, came to the counter, and handed it to them.
Pei Qian took a bite and smiled brightly, "Wow, the pastries are particularly delicious today."
Shi Rou took small bites of the cake, looking very ladylike, but with Du Mao's description, her delicate behavior was not as comfortable as Pei Qian resting his head on the counter.
Chen Pingan slapped his head and suddenly realized: "No wonder the store business is so deserted. Do you two get paid? If so, half of it will be deducted."
Pei Qian's eyes signaled to Sister Shi Rou that it's your turn to take action.
She is not good at dealing with her master.
Shi Rou smiled sweetly.
Chen Ping'an was horrified and changed his words: "Okay, no more deductions."
Pei Qian raised his palm, Shi Rou hesitated for a moment, and then quickly gave him a high five to celebrate.
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I'll go to another shop and have a look."
Pei Qian quickly jumped off the bench, walked around the counter, and shouted to lead the way for Master.
In fact, they are all in Qilong Lane, just a few steps apart.
Shi Rou looked at the backs of a large family and a small child walking out of the shop, and she also laughed.
It wasn't until this moment that she realized that Luo Po Mountain seemed different whether Chen Ping'an was there or not.