Chapter 514 Mr. Baozhai, a student who makes porcelain
Liu Zhiqing asked: "Do you want to go to my Yuying Cliff for tea?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said with a smile: "Liu Jianxian seems to have misunderstood me. He didn't dare to go to Yuying Cliff to drink tea, for fear of being punished with alcohol."
Liu Zhiqing said: "I like the clear spring at Yuying Cliff far more than the thunder clouds at Golden Crow Palace."
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "That's good. Should we go on foot or swim in the wind?"
Liu Zhiqing smiled and said, "It's up to you."
Chen Ping'an looked at the female cultivator from Chunlu Garden who was the direct descendant of Jindan in the mansion, "I'd like to trouble the fairy to sacrifice the talisman boat and give us a ride."
Of course, the beautiful woman would not object. Taking a boat with Liu Jianxian to travel to Yuying Cliff was a coveted honor. What’s more, the distinguished guest of Jingzhe Mansion in front of her was also the first-class guest of Chunlu Garden, even though she only had gold from other veins.
Uncle Alchemist Song Lanqiao came out to greet him alone, which was not as good as Liu Jianxian's when he first entered the mountain. But since he could stay here, he was certainly not an ordinary person.
Yuying Cliff is not on the boundary of Zhuhai. The Chunlupu Patriarch Hall did this intentionally in order to prevent the two swordsmen from getting into trouble.
The talisman boat took off and went away. The bamboo forest under the three people's feet was as vast as a sea of green clouds. The mountain wind blew and swayed one by one. It was so beautiful.
This time the female nun did not make tea to entertain the guests. She was really showing off her tea ceremony in front of Liu Jianxian, which made her laugh.
When they arrived at Yuyingya Ferry, after Liu Zhiqing and Chen Ping'an got off the boat, Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Don't Liu Jianxian know the rules here?"
Liu Zhiqing asked in confusion: "What are the rules?"
Chen Pingan said: "The fairy rides the boat, and the guests give a small summer coin as a gift."
The female cultivator from Jingzhe Mansion looked confused.
Liu Zhiqing said oh and threw a small summer coin to her. It made a ding-dong sound and finally hovered gently in front of her. Liu Zhiqing said: "I was rude in the past."
Liu Zhiqing walked forward slowly, "More than a thousand steps further, you will reach the bamboo tube spring beside Yuying Cliff."
Chen Pingan looked around, "I heard that the entire Yuying Cliff was bought by Liu Jianxian and Chunlu Pu?"
Liu Zhiqing nodded, "Five Grain Rain coins, five hundred years. Now more than two hundred years have passed."
Chen Pingan turned around and said: "Fairy, just go back first. Then I will go to the Bamboo Sea by myself and know the way."
The young female cultivator nodded, hesitated for a long time, but still did not speak, so as not to disturb the enjoyment of the two distinguished guests. She planned to go back and discuss it with the master before deciding whether to accept this inexplicable summer money. Take the Chunlu Garden
We specially paid a large sum of money to hire the talisman boat built by Taizhen Palace. The style of this boat is simple and elegant, and when passing by a place where the spiritual energy is slightly overflowing, there will be poems and poems by literary giants, and green words and treasures will appear on the wall of the boat. If the guests happen to meet
If you like the words and phrases, you can grab the words at will like water in your hand, and then put them on the fan or the page of the book at will. The words will last for a long time and have an elegant and ancient charm.
Chunlu Garden is always happy to see the guests take away the characters from Fuzhou.
Song Lanqiao had introduced this matter before, but Chen Ping'an was too embarrassed to do it at that time. Now he was walking with Liu Zhiqing, so he was not polite. He picked up two sentences and "bloomed" them on one side of the folding fan, totaling crosses: The spiritual book is hidden in the cave.
, grew up in Yujingxuan.
Walking side by side to the clear spring with Liu Zhiqing on the bluestone path, Chen Ping'an spread out his fan and swayed gently. The ten characters in running script were like water plants rippling gently.
Liu Zhiqing said softly: "We're here."
There is a thatched pavilion on the bank of Yuying Cliff, and a little further away there is a thatched house with only a fence.
There is a tea table in the pavilion, and there is a crystal clear pool under the cliff. The water is extremely clear and there are no fish. There are only beautiful pebbles shining brightly at the bottom.
After Chen Ping'an sat down, he sat opposite the uncle of the young master of the Golden Crow Palace. Chen Ping'an closed his folding fan and said with a smile: "Forget it about drinking tea. Liu Jianxian, tell me, what do you want from me?"
Liu Zhiqing smiled and said: "If you don't drink, I will drink again."
Liu Zhiqing drew the word "True Fire" on the table with one hand. The golden light of the two characters circulated, and soon the strokes of the two characters converged into a line, turning into two red fire dragons, circling and entwining on the table. Then Liu Zhiqing gently waved
Sleeves, like a dragon drawing water, the spring water weighing several kilograms in the pool flew to the table and condensed into a ball. Then he put a celadon teacup aside, the spring water boiled, and after a while, Liu Zhiqing twisted it out of the tea can.
Gently throw a few tea leaves into the tea cup, flick it with one finger, and the boiling spring water will gurgling like a slender tributary, pouring into the celadon tea cup, until it is just seventy full.
Liu Zhiqing raised his cup and drank tea slowly.
Chen Pingan said: "Give me a drink too."
Liu Zhiqing smiled, held another tea cup in front of him, poured a cup of tea for Chen Pingan, pushed it gently, and slid it in front of Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan took a sip and nodded: "Liu Jianxian is the second best tea-making expert I have ever seen."
First, naturally it is Lutai.
Liu Zhiqing smiled and said: "If you have a chance, Mr. Chen can bring that expert to my Yuying Cliff to sit for a while."
Chen Pingan put down his tea cup and asked: "In the Golden Crow Palace, even though Liu Jianxian didn't show up, he should have some insight. Why didn't he stop my sword?"
Liu Zhiqing sighed, put down the tea cup that had been raised to his lips, and placed it gently on the table, "So what if I stop you? Let's fight without thinking?"
Liu Zhiqing shook his head, "It's boring. After I entered the Golden Core, over the years, relying on my name Liu Zhiqing, Jinwu Palace sword cultivator traveled down the mountain, how many wrong things have I done? It's a pity that I am not good at taking care of general affairs.
So I feel that the thunder clouds of the Golden Crow Palace are an eyesore, I feel bored by my nephew's Taoist monk, and I don't like the unruly juniors like Jin Le, but I can only pretend to be out of sight and out of mind."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "The mentality that is so different from that of the monks from the Golden Crow Palace is why Liu Jianxian is able to become a golden elixir and is superior to others. However, it is also very likely that it is the crux of Liu Jianxian's ability to break through the bottleneck of the golden elixir and become a Nascent Soul. Come here
Drinking tea can relieve worries, but it may not really benefit Taoism."
When Liu Zhiqing heard this, he smiled, picked up the tea cup again, took a sip of tea, and then said: "Earlier in the Yellow Wind Valley of Baoxiang Kingdom, you should have seen my sword. There are many golden elixir sword cultivators in the south of Beiju Luzhou.
Among them, the strength is not small."
Chen Ping'an thought of Huang Fenggu's last sword, and the sword light fell from the sky. It was Liu Zhiqing's sword that hurt the foundation of Huangpao Ancestor. After it was sure that the Golden Crow Palace Sword Cultivator was gone, it still wanted to think about it even though it knew that the eminent monk of Baoxiang Kingdom was nearby.
You must have a hearty meal to replenish the essence of the demon elixir with human flesh and soul.
Liu Zhiqing said slowly: "But if a sword has a double edge, there will be huge troubles. I have always pursued the purpose of 'no return of the sword' when I draw the sword, so sharpening the edge of the sword and practicing the Taoist mind are very smooth when I am at a low level."
, when you are not high, you will benefit the most, but it will become more troublesome later on. It is not easy to see the Yuanying Earth Immortal other than the sword cultivator. The golden elixir cultivators of other families under the Yuanying, no matter they are sword cultivators or not, as long as they hear that I, Liu Zhiqing, have passed the sword.
, those people who are full of evil in the evil way, either hide deeply, or simply put on a rogue posture to kill at the slightest sign. Earlier, I killed two people with one sword, one of them died several times, but the second one died.
It is possible to die or not, and then I became more and more bored. Apart from escorting the juniors of the Golden Crow Palace down the mountain to practice swordsmanship and coming here to drink tea, I almost never left the top of the mountain. This matter of breaking the situation makes my hope more and more slim."
This involved other people's ways, so Chen Pingan remained silent and just drank tea. This tea was transported by water. For Liu Zhiqing, whose key Qi palace was as strong as rivers and lakes, this little aura was already insignificant. For Chen Pingan, a "lower five"
For monks in the "realm", every cup of tea is like a timely rain for dry fields, the more the better.
Liu Zhiqing asked seriously: "So I invite you to drink tea, just to ask you why and how you handed out the sword outside the Golden Crow Palace before, and why it was possible...
Wu Ningzhi, please tell me something beyond the avenue. Maybe for me, Liu Zhiqing, it is the stone from other mountains that can attack jade. Even if there is only a glimmer of understanding, it is all for me at the current bottleneck.
A huge harvest worth thousands of gold.”
Chen Ping'an raised a cup of tea and asked with a smile: "What if I told you to realize a thing or two? Liu Jianxian himself said that it was a rich harvest that could not be exchanged for ten thousand gold, and then you just sent me away with a cup of tea?"
Liu Zhiqing smiled and said: "You threatened to drink one more cup of tea. Apart from the aura of tea, you just wanted to see my unique way of drawing talismans and luck. Does this count as repayment?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "For a while, I didn't understand the true meaning of the talisman drawn by a golden elixir bottleneck sword immortal, and it's only three things. If I can't understand it, forget it."
Liu Zhiqing laughed, raised his hand, pointed to the clear pool and steep cliff on the side, and said: "If I get something from it, I will give you the remaining three hundred years of Yuying Cliff. How about it? Then you will be your own.
Use it to entertain guests and make tea, or rent it out to Chunlu Pu or anyone else, it's up to you."
Chen Ping'an made a crisp sound, opened the folding fan, and gently fanned the breeze in front of him, "Then please Liu Jianxian, please bring me another cup of tea. Let's drink tea and chat slowly. As for business, first determine the character of both parties, and everything will be easy to discuss.
."
Liu Zhiqing smiled knowingly, and from then on, the two parties began to "do business", one using the words of the ripples in the heart lake, and the other using the martial arts method of gathering sounds into lines.
After lighting the stick of incense, the man reached out for another cup of tea. Liu Zhiqing said with a straight face, "Can I trouble this good brother to be sincere?"
Chen Pingan said seriously: "Every sentence is true and every word is sincere!"
Liu Zhiqing waved his sleeves and said, "I won't send you far away."
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, shook the fan with one hand, and swept the palm of the other hand across, grabbed some spring water from the boiling water spring on the talisman on the table, lit two drops of spring water in front of himself, and then used this
As the two ends, draw a straight line, then tap one end lightly with your fingertips, and slowly erase it to the right until you reach the other end. "Don't look at the big picture, just look at some people at one time and one place. Suppose this
The line is the small world where Liu Jianxian lives. So Liu Jianxian is a monk born and raised in the Golden Crow Palace, and his character is at this end. And the customs and human nature of the Golden Crow Palace, the sword cultivator’s character is here, here, and here, constantly drifting away from you.
In terms of character, more sword cultivators, such as the tyrannical wife of the palace lord and the domineering sword cultivator Jin Le, are still clustered together at the other end. As for Liu Jianxian practicing in the Golden Crow Palace, you will feel that everything is an eyesore, but if you are realm enough
Gao, with higher seniority, can protect his original intention, but it stops here, because Liu Jianxian is devoted to practicing swords, climbing high and looking into the distance, and wants to use the Earth Immortal monks to sharpen and clean his swords for him, and is too lazy to care about the things under his nose.
Doing things that are trivial and trivial makes you feel like you are wasting your time and dragging your feet, is that right or wrong?"
Liu Zhiqing nodded slightly and sat upright, "That's true."
Chen Ping'an raised his finger again, pointed at the end that symbolized Liu Zhi's pure mind, and suddenly asked: "When it comes to drawing a sword, why do you sacrifice the near for the far? Those who can conquer others and those who conquer themselves are respected by the people at the foot of the mountain, and the latter by the mountain.
Right? The sword cultivator has great killing power and is known as the best in the world, so do you still need to cultivate your mind? The flying sword, the sword, and the master who controls them, do you need to have two things?
Above all, everything must be pure and free of impurities?”
Chen Ping'an put away his hand and moved the folding fan gently from the left end to the right end, "Liu Zhiqing, can you use this trajectory to draw the sword until the sword's heart is clear?"
Liu Zhiqing fell into deep thought.
Chen Ping'an suddenly asked again: "Has Liu Jianxian been a mountain person since he was a child, or did he climb mountains and practice Taoism when he was young?"
Liu Zhiqing stared at the line and said softly: "As far back as I can remember, I have been practicing on the Golden Crow Palace Mountain, following my mentor, and never paying attention to the mortal world."
Chen Pingan lamented, stood up and said, "Then I didn't say anything. I can only suggest Liu Jianxian to go down the mountain more often and travel as far as possible in the future."
Liu Zhiqing raised his hand and pressed it twice, "Although I am not familiar with general affairs, I can't say that I have a thorough understanding of people's hearts, but I still have some understanding. So don't use those tricks here and deliberately deceive me. This
Chunlu Pond was half-sold and gave me Liu Zhiqing's Yuying Cliff for nothing. You obviously wanted to win it. If you sell it, you will have three hundred years left. Not to mention three Grain Rain coins, it is definitely not difficult to double it. If you operate it properly, ten coins will be enough.
has hope."
Sure enough, the man quickly sat back down and said with a smile: "Doing business with smart people is fun and profitable."
Liu Zhiqing raised his head and asked curiously: "Do you care so much about money? Why do you do this?"
The scholar in white lamented, "Poor Shanze Yexiu, it's hard to make money."
Liu Zhiqing shook his head, too lazy to care about this man's nonsense.
Liu Zhiqing was silent for a moment and then said: "Do you mean to use the customs and hearts of the Golden Crow Palace as a place to wash swords?"
The scholar in white clothes smiled and said: "A person with the same rice-white appearance can have a thousand meanings in one sentence. Liu Jianxian is talented and intelligent, so he can figure it out on his own."
Liu Zhiqing looked at the straight line and said to himself: "No matter what the outcome is, whether or not I will clean the sword with this in the end, just this thought will be of great benefit."
Liu Zhiqing raised his head and said: "According to the agreement, this Yuying Cliff belongs to you. Get the land deed, and I will go to Chunlu Pu to speak to the founder later."
A priceless piece of gold and jade paper fell in front of Chen Ping'an, and the two sides signed it. Chunlupu was the ancient seal character "Chun" on the jade seal of the ancestral hall, and Liu Zhiqing was the character "Liu" like a sword. Two hundred years later, there are still words in the characters.
The meaning of the sword is borrowed.
Chen Ping'an did not immediately put away the land deed, which was worth at least six Guyu coins, and asked with a smile: "Liu Jianxian is so generous, I think that idea is actually of no benefit, and it is not necessarily a bad thing. I have always been a business person.
It's fair to say that a young man is innocent, and he wouldn't dare to harm a swordsman with endless killing power. Please also ask Liu Jianxian to take back the land deed and let me come here to drink tea without paying for it in the near future."
Liu Zhiqing thought clearly and said with a smile: "After leaving Yuying Cliff, if you really return to the Golden Crow Palace and cleanse your sword with all kinds of human hearts, it will naturally not be this kind of method. So just take away the land deed."
Chen Ping'an thought for a moment, then used a folding fan to draw vertical lines from top to bottom on the horizontal line of the desk, "The Palace Master of the Golden Crow Palace, the wife of the daughter of the Dayue Mountain Lord, Jin Le, that
The female cultivators who persuaded Jin Le not to use swords against me have their own origins, teacher inheritance, practice points, mountain experience, allies and close friends, belief in the truth, love and hatred... Are you, Liu Zhiqingzhen, interested in knowing? Once you choose to wash your hands,
The sword needs to be pointed directly at the heart. As a golden elixir bottleneck sword cultivator, you are your natal flying sword. With your cultivation and seniority, you are your biggest enemy. Can you really put it aside temporarily? If you, Liu Zhiqing, give up halfway, you will not be able to
Going all the way to the other end will only damage the original intention, causing the sword's heart to become dusty and the sword's intention to be flawed."
Liu Zhiqing smiled and said: "I can confirm that you are no longer a sword cultivator. You may not be clear about the hardships of practicing and the catastrophe of killing one's mind. The difficulty of sword cleaning in the Golden Crow Palace is that there are so many trivial things, and it is also difficult because the human heart is unpredictable and subtle.
, but in the final analysis, it must be exactly the same as the difficulty of refining the sword embryo in the earliest days, and it has the same purpose. I am just equivalent to walking the earliest cultivation path back then. I was able to do it at the beginning, but now I have become a golden elixir sword cultivator.
Is it difficult again?”
The scholar in white shook his head and smiled: "The same thing, time has changed, but there are two difficulties."
Liu Zhiqing chewed for a while, smiled and nodded: "I have learned a lesson."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I pretend to be profound, but Liu Jianxian really believes it? Are you really afraid that I will take you from the Xian family's mansion to the ditch at the foot of the mountain?"
Liu Zhiqing stood up and said, "I won't bother you anymore. I hope I have the opportunity to come here to drink tea as a guest in the future. The master remains the same."
In Liu Zhiqing's eyes, he was already a guest at Yuying Cliff here.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the land deed on the desk, then looked up at the young man in white, "How come there is a sword cultivator like you in the Golden Crow Palace? Do you have any good deeds from your ancestors?"
Liu Zhiqing smiled and said: "Your words are unpleasant, but I take them as good words. To be honest, I, Liu Zhiqing, am not boasting. The reputation of the senior monks of the Golden Crow Palace in the early years was indeed much better than it is now. It's a pity that the reputation cannot be exchanged for Dao Xinghe.
There is nothing better than this in terms of family fortune and helplessness in life. So many times, I think that the nephew just did something that was not what he wanted, rather than really doing anything wrong."
Chen Pingan stood up and said, "How about I make another deal with you?"
Liu Zhiqing asked: "How do you say this?"
Chen Pingan asked a question first, "Brother Chunlupu, will you spy on this place?"
Liu Zhiqing pointed to the thatched hut outside the pavilion, "Do you think my sword is a decoration? There are some rules that need to be explained. For example, when I drink tea here, I abide by the rules of Chunlu Garden. I once went to the Jiamu Mountains
, I will turn a blind eye when I see an enemy of the Golden Crow Palace who I also want to use the sword. So courtesy should be reciprocated. If Chunlu Pu doesn't follow these rules, I think this is a way to kill someone by asking me to use the sword."
“So best.”
Chen Ping'an pointed at himself, "Aren't you struggling to find a sharpening stone?"
Liu Zhiqing looked around, "Aren't you afraid that Yuying Cliff will be destroyed? Now the cliff spring is all yours."
Chen Pingan said: "Choose a place, draw the ground as a prison, you use the sword and I throw the punch, how about it?"
Liu Zhiqing smiled and said, "I'm afraid you'll die."
"What I wish for."
Chen Pingan put on his folding fan and repeated: "I can't get it."
One sentence has two meanings.
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At the Spring Farewell Banquet, Liu Zhiqing, the Sword Immortal of the Golden Crow Palace, never showed up.
And the young swordsman who lived in the Jingzhe mansion also did not show up.
This makes everyone feel regretful in Chunlu Garden, where rumors are flying all over the place.
Not to mention Liu Zhiqing, he was one of the most outstanding monks on the southeastern coast of Beiju Luzhou. Although he was only at the golden elixir level, he was still young and a sword cultivator.
The golden sign of the Golden Crow Palace Sword Cultivator was almost supported by Liu Zhiqing's sword after the death of the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator's palace master Bing Jie.
But Liu Zhiqing was familiar to everyone. The Chunlupu locals and foreign monks were more interested in the young foreign swordsman with many stories.
First, a sword split open the thunder clouds protecting the mountain of the Golden Crow Palace. Rumor has it that this was said by Liu Zhiqing himself, and it cannot be false. He also invited this person to drink tea at Yuying Cliff.
Second, according to the rumors on that ferry, this person relied on his innate sword embryo to temper his body to an extremely strong level, no less powerful than a martial artist in the Golden Body realm. He knocked down the Tiefou Mansion Grandmaster off the ferry with one punch. It is said that after crashing into the boat,
There is only half a life left, and Wei Bai, the young master of Tiemou Mansion, does not deny this and has no hidden secrets. Tang Qingqing of Zhaoye Caotang even admitted that this young swordsman has a close relationship with Chunlu Pu and has a close relationship with Chunlu Pu.
His father and the ferryman Song Lanqiao were all old acquaintances.
Third, the man named Chen Jianxian who stayed at Jingzhe Mansion in Zhuhai would go back and forth between Zhuhai and Yuying Cliff every day. As for his relationship with Liu Zhiqing, the outside world can only speculate.
During this period, there was another secret meeting in the Chunlu Pu Patriarch Hall. After the discussion, some false and large rumors were allowed to spread without restraint, but they began to help cover up the story of the young swordsman surnamed Chen in Chunlu, intentionally or unintentionally.
Suspicions began to spread about Pu's whereabouts, true appearance and the specific process of the previous ferry incident. Rumors spread all over the Jiamu Mountains. Today it was said that he had moved to Guyu Mansion, tomorrow it was said that he had moved to Lichun Mansion, and the day after tomorrow it was said that he had moved to Lichun Mansion.
I went to Zhaoye Caotang to drink tea, but many monks who came here because of his fame were unable to see the grace of the swordsman.
After the Spring Farewell Banquet, more ferries left Fushuidu, and the monks went home one after another. Song Lanqiao, the Jindan monk from Chunlu Pu, also reboarded the ferry that had already made a round trip to the Skeleton Beach.
But on Laohuai Street in the Jiamu Mountains, there was a small shop. The shopkeeper was changed and it opened quietly.
The shopkeeper is a young man in a green shirt, with a vermilion wine bottle hanging on his waist and a folding fan in his hand. He is sitting on a small bamboo chair at the door. He doesn't do much business, but just bask in the sun, and those who wish will take the bait.
Laohuai Street, a bustling business district, has a lot of land and is bustling with monks. For a palm-sized shop, the annual rent paid to Chunlu Pu is a large amount of fairy money.
This small shop with a plaque of "蚍蜉" is filled with miscellaneous objects from the mountains and the mountains, but each item is arranged in an orderly manner on the Duobao grid. On the counter of the shop, there is a note cut from rice paper.
, the four characters "No counter-offer" were written, and the head and foot of the note were pressed with the seals of two parties as paperweights. In addition, each shelf of Duobao was also posted with a page, which was filled with the goods for sale.
name, price.
The shop is divided into inside and outside, but the door of the shop at the back is closed, and there is a paper posted, "The treasure of the shop, those who are destined to get it", the words are as big as a fist, if anyone is willing to look carefully, they will find that "the ones who are destined to get it"
Next to it, there are four other small-script characters that look like marginalia, "The one with the highest price will get it."
After all, it is a shop that can be opened in Laohuai Street. The price is hard to say, but the authenticity of the goods is guaranteed. Besides, a newly opened shop, according to common sense, will definitely bring out some good things to gain attention, Laohuai Street
Several powerful time-honored shops in Shanmen have one or two magic weapons as store highlights for people to visit without having to buy them. After all, there are often more than a dozen Grain Rain coins, and a few people can take them out. This is actually to help the shop gain popularity.
This "Pipfly" shop is relatively shabby, except for a pair of white jade bones marked as coming from the Skeleton Beach, which are somewhat rare, and a set of hard-yellow pictures of goddesses from the Mural City, which are also good, but in general
I feel that there is a lack of some real immortal treasures that people can remember at a glance, and more, there are some fragmentary and ingenious antiques, spiritual weapons may not be counted, and... the powder is too heavy, there are two of them.
Duobaoge is filled with items that look like the boudoir of a wealthy woman.
So after ten days, almost all the customers in the shop turned into women who came after hearing the news. There were young female nuns from various mountains, as well as women from many powerful families including the Daguan Dynasty. They came in groups, dancing and dancing.
We went hand in hand and went to the shop to browse and pick up. When we came across something interesting, we just had to shout to the door of the shop. If we asked the young shopkeeper if we could get it cheaper, the guy on the bamboo chair would wave his hand and say no.
No matter how the women spoke softly and tried to be tough, it was all useless. The young shopkeeper was just unstoppable and would never give in.
Many women who were not short of thousands of gold and silver but who were most annoyed by "not being able to bargain for one or two copper coins" were particularly disappointed and annoyed, and left in anger.
But the young shopkeeper would at most just smile and welcome the customers back, and never try to persuade them to stay or change their minds.
Over time, this small shop developed a bad reputation for ripping people off.
Unexpectedly, one evening at dusk, Tang Qingqing brought a group of female nuns from Chunlu Garden who had a good relationship with Zhaoye Cottage, and came to the shop noisily. Everyone picked an item that was only eye-catching, and put it down without bargaining.
I left with my fairy money, and only visited this small shop on Laohuai Street. After buying it, I stopped shopping. After that, the business of the shop became better again. What really made the shop full of people was
Liu Jianxian, who was more beautiful than a beauty in the Golden Crow Palace, actually entered this shop, spent money, and for some reason, dragged a pair of bones along the way, and then left Laohuai Street.
On that day, the shop hung a closing sign, and the young shopkeeper, who had neither a cashier nor a waiter to help him, was lying on the counter alone, counting the fairy coins. Snow coins piled up in mountains, and there were also a few Xiaoshu coins.
A young man in white clothes with a gold hairpin in his hair crossed the threshold and walked into the shop. He looked at the money-obsessed shopkeeper and said helplessly: "I just don't understand. Are you so shrewd in seeking wealth?"
Chen Ping'an didn't even raise his head, "I've told you Immortal Liu Dajian a long time ago that we, the rootless wild cultivators of the mountains and rivers, make money with our heads tied to our belts. You Genealogy Immortal Masters don't understand."
Liu Zhiqing shook his head, "I have to go. I've told Patriarch Tan about Yuying Cliff, but I still hope you won't sell it, and it's best not to rent it to others, otherwise I won't come to Chunlu Pond to collect water in the future.
Make tea."
Chen Ping'an raised his head and smiled: "That's only six Grain Rain coins, and I can't stay in Chunlu Garden permanently. When the time comes, I can find a Chunlu Garden monk to help me take care of the shop. It's just a matter of dividing the accounts, and I can still make money.
Yes, but if Yuying Cliff is neither sold nor rented, what should I do if I keep a land deed? Let it gather dust and become moldy, and it will be invalidated after three hundred years?"
Liu Zhiqing sighed.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Actually, it's not easy to come to Chunlu Garden to make tea. You give me three Grain Rain coins, and you can come wherever you want in the next three hundred years. Before I leave, I will make an agreement with Chunlu Garden in advance.
I'm sure no one will stop you."
Liu Zhiqing asked: "Do you think my Guyu money fell from the sky?"
Chen Ping'an waved his hand and said, "I'm just kidding you. I can make tea any time from now on."
Liu Zhiqing stood still.
Chen Pingan asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? Do I still have to spend money to treat you to tea? Isn't this too much?"
Liu Zhiqing said angrily: "Of the hundreds of pebbles at the bottom of the clear pool, why are there not even one left? They are only worth two or three hundred snow coins. Are you greedy?!"
Chen Pingan slapped the table, "I have the land deed in my hand. The entire Yuying Cliff is my family property. I picked up a few broken stones and put them in my pocket. Do you care?!"
Liu Zhiqing said helplessly: "How about I buy those pebbles from you and put them back under Yuying Cliff?"
Chen Pingan stretched out a palm and said, "Five Xiaoshu coins, there will be no discounts in our store!"
Liu Zhiqing slapped his hand on the counter. After raising his hand, there were five more Xiaoshu coins on the table. Liu Zhiqing turned around and left, "Next time I come to Chunlu Garden, if there is a pebble missing from the water, I will chop you to death."
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Chen Pingan gently pressed the counter with one finger, otherwise so many snowflakes arranged one after another would mess up the formation.
It's a bit annoying to have five more Xiaoshu coins.
It's not good to be too good at business.
Chen Pingan felt that today was a good day for doing business, so he put away all the magic money, went around the counter, went to pick up the closing sign outside the door, and continued to sit on the small bamboo chair at the door of the store, but instead of basking in the sun, he
enjoy the cool air.
The purpose of sparring with Liu Zhiqing was to test the speed of the flying sword of Jindan Bottleneck Sword Cultivator.
In three games, Liu Zhiqing's effort went from five points to seven points and finally to nine points.
Chen Pingan has a rough idea.
But it’s not his fault that the young master’s uncle from the Golden Crow Palace is so angry now.
After all, Liu Zhiqing has probably never eaten so much dirt in his life.
Of course, Chen Ping'an and Liu Zhiqing had their own difficulties in the three discussions, and they were not very comfortable either.
There won't be a fourth game.
Otherwise, the two sides can only face each other in life and death, which is unnecessary.
As for why Chen Ping'an still stayed in Chunlu Garden after three discussions, in addition to working as a Baofengzhai to earn some money and make some space for nearby objects, he also had to wait for a reply.
Previously, a secret letter was sent to Pima Sect Muyishan through Chunlupu Sword Room. The so-called secret letter, even if the flying sword was intercepted, was for Pang Lanxi, a young man from Pima Sect, to send it to Longquan County.
Homely things.
So when Longquan County will send a letter to the Skeleton Beach and then to this Spring Dew Garden, you only need to look at when the Tan Patriarch will show up.
This Yuan Ying ancestor, who was in charge of thousands of genealogy masters and handyman disciples in Chunlu Garden, never appeared in front of Chen Pingan from beginning to end, but as long as Pi Ma Zong Mu Yi Shan really replied, no matter how strong her determination was
, no matter how many things you have to do, you will definitely not be able to sit still and will go to the shop or Jingzhe Mansion.
At night, Laohuai Street is brilliantly lit.
Pingying Shop made some money again.
After Chen Ping'an got up and planned to close the door, he only needed to take out a temporarily borrowed talisman boat and ride the wind back to Jingzhe's Mansion in the Bamboo Sea.
As soon as Chen Ping'an picked up the small bamboo chair, he put it down and looked towards the store. A slender young woman appeared out of thin air and stood with a smile.
Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Meet Mrs. Tan."
The owner of Chunlu Garden, whose surname is Tan, has the character Ling. Other than her, the direct descendants of Chunlu Garden’s genealogy masters all have three-character names. For example, Jin Dan, Song Lan Qiao, is the descendant of Lan.
Tan Ling did not stay long, she just exchanged polite greetings, handed over the sword box of the Pima Sect's Patriarch Hall to Chen Ping'an, and then left with a smile.
Chunlupu's business no longer needs to take risks in order to achieve success.
Chunlu Pu sent out a small shop on Old Huai Street, and then a talisman flying boat that was the icing on the cake. The fire was just right.
Chen Pingan closed the shop and took a talisman boat to the Zhuhai Mansion in a quiet place. He opened the sword box in the room and found two flying sword handles. Tan Lingchun Lupu also received a letter from the Pima Sect saying that the flying sword was
This is a gift in return from the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall to Mr. Chen. The sword box contains two messenger flying swords, which can travel a hundred thousand miles back and forth, and are difficult to intercept the Nascent Soul.
Chen Ping'an is no stranger to sword boxes. He has one himself, the one at Shujian Lake. The distance is not long and the quality is far inferior to this one.
Sitting in the house, opening a letter and looking at the handwriting, Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.
The founding disciple of mine rambled on for thousands of words in the letter, and told the master in a serious manner about her schooling career in the school, rain or shine, studying hard in a cold window, and being meticulous. The old masters were almost moved to tears...
For some matters that really involve secrets, Cui Dongshan should be the official in charge.
For example, in the case of Zhou Mili, the letter contained a vague sentence: "The students have understood it, and there is nothing wrong with it."
Chen Pingan read it several times.
Well, Pei Qian's handwriting has become more and more neat, so he must have really not been lazy in copying.
As for "Master, my crazy swordsmanship has been perfected. It would be a pity if Master doesn't even go home and take a look."
I can't stop a silver man from running away with long legs." "Master, although I have killed dozens of soldiers under my command, I have recruited two great guardians on the left and right. Every house in Qilong Lane will not pick up lost items on the road." "Master, please let go of a hundred
Ten Thousand Hearts, Short Winter Melon is very obedient here in the shop, she is just a loser, and she is not very good at making money. I have to use my personal money to help her pay for food. Now I have learned peerless swordsmanship, knife skills and
Regarding boxing, even if someone bullies me, I won't care about them, but I will definitely protect Xiao Donggua, because he is what Master said is a weak person, and I am no longer..."
Chen Ping'an smiled and put away the letter from home, folded it gently, and slowly put it away among the square items.
Chen Ping'an has already taken off his two robes of gold wine and snowflakes, leaving only a green robe hanging with a wine flask.
I got up and walked to the corridor, looking into the distance high up on the courtyard wall. I saw a dense sea of bamboos, and the colors of the world were green and green.
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After Cui Dongshan rushed back to Longquan County after a long journey.
After having dinner at the restaurant in Qilong Lane, the main seat at the dinner table was always empty. Cui Dongshan wanted to sit down, but after bickering with Pei Qian for a long time, he could only sit opposite Pei Qian. The little water monster Zhou Mili sat there.
Beside Pei Qian, Shi Rou only had to sit down, which was always on the bench with her back to the door, and she didn't need to eat at all. She used to chat with Pei Qian, but she didn't dare not come today.
During the meal, Shi Rou just made up for it and moved a few chopsticks symbolically, while the other three devoured the food in a voracious manner, especially Zhou Mi Li, who took off his chopsticks like flying.
After that, Cui Dongshan left the Qilong Lane shop, saying he was going to Luopo Mountain to have some drinks.
Pei Qian ignored him and practiced a set of crazy sword skills in the yard, while Zhou Mili applauded vigorously.
Cui Dongshan did not go directly to Luoluoshan Bamboo House, but appeared at the foot of the mountain. Now there is a decent mansion. In the yard, Wei Bo, Zhu Lian, and the rickety man guarding the door are playing chess. Wei
Barberry and Zhu Lian were playing chess, while Zheng Dafeng was eating melon seeds and giving advice.
Cui Dongshan sat on the wall and looked at it for a long time. He couldn't help but cursed: "Three stinky chess baskets put together will blind my eyes!"
Cui Dongshan floated over, but just waiting for him to sit down, Wei Bo and Zhu Lian each picked up the chess pieces and put them back into the chess jar. Cui Dongshan stretched out his hands and said, "Don't, it's not fun for a child to play chess."
Zheng Dafeng began to chase people away.
Wei Bo returned directly to Piyun Mountain.
Zhu Lian and Cui Dongshan climbed mountains together.
Cui Dongshan waved his sleeves like an old hen flapping its wings, fluttering and flying up three or two steps.
Cui Dongshan asked casually: "Then Jiang Shang has really been to Luopo Mountain?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "You said that Brother Zhou Fei came here and said that he would be a worshiper of our Luopo Mountain as a Nascent Soul Realm."
Cui Dongshan sneered: "You agreed?"
Zhu Lian put his hands behind his back, turned around with a smile and said, "What do you think?"
Cui Dongshan kept his sleeves up, "Hey, Zhu Lian, have you made progress?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Don't slap me in the face. The rest is whatever you want."
Cui Dongshan hovered in the air, less than a foot above the ground, squinting at Zhu Lian, "Jiang Shang is really not simple, Xun Yuan is even more not simple."
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "So I refused. This guy is not good at flattery and needs to practice hard. He will not be able to enter my mountain of desolation for the time being. Brother Zhou Fei also thought this was the case and said that he should go back and study hard next time.
Come and ask me for advice again."
Cui Dongshan landed on the ground, continued to flap his two snow-white "wings", and slowly flew upwards, "That Jade Purity Sword Cultivator Li Cai?"
Zhu Lian snorted, "Brother Zhou Fei is very talented, but I think everything is a little bit off. Maybe this is a fly in the ointment. This is how flattering is, and it is also true when dealing with women. Li Cai can't stand Brother Dafeng.
He looked at me and wanted to draw a sword, but I couldn't stop him, so the man from Zhulou gave me...a half-punch. And Brother Zhou Fei talked hard, and finally dissuaded me."
Cui Dongshan's face was gloomy.
Now he is in charge of affairs in the south, but he really doesn't know much about matters in the north.
Zhu Lian said with a smile: "When a family has a big business, it is common for people to receive and receive gifts. The three religions and nine schools have their own tempers."
Cui Dongshan sneered: "Isn't it because you are not very capable and your boxing skills are not good?"
Zhu Lian said helplessly: "I am holding back my fists when I pee or poop. What else do you want from me?"
Cui Dongshan landed with his feet on the ground and started walking up the mountain. He said casually: "Lu Baixiang has begun to conquer the country and regain territory."
Zhu Lian clasped his hands behind his back, bent down to climb the mountain, and said with a playful smile: "With the same virtue as Wei Xian, a wolf can travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and a dog can still eat shit after traveling thousands of miles."
Cui Dongshan suddenly stopped and said, "I won't go up the mountain. You tell Wei Bo and let him fly his sword to summon Pima Zong Muyi Mountain and ask about Gao Cheng's birthday, hometown, genealogy, where the ancestral tomb is, and so on.
It’s all fine. Anyway, you can hug whatever you know. The more the merrier. If the whole Pima Sect is of no use at all, it doesn’t matter. But let Wei Bo finally say something from the bottom of his heart to the Pima Sect. There is no such good thing in the world as making a lot of money while lying down.
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Zhu Lian asked: "Wei Bo was in front of you earlier, why didn't you say anything?"
Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "If you go and tell me, you owe me a favor."
Zhu Lian nodded, "That makes sense."
Cui Dongshan stopped climbing and returned to the small town in Huahong.
Now Blacksmith Ruan is not in Longquan County and can come and go freely.
Cui Dongshan went to the heavily guarded Lao Ci Mountain at night, carried a large bag and left.
Then he stayed in an ancestral house where he had stayed for a few days, and he didn't know what to do every day.
Even if Pei Qian left, Cui Dongshan didn't open the door.
Pei Qian and Zhou Mili planned to go up to the house to uncover the tiles. After climbing up, they found that there was a patio. Unfortunately, when they looked down, it was so foggy that they couldn't see anything.
Pei Qian had no choice but to take Zhou Mili back to Qilong Lane.
That day Cui Dongshan came to the shop in a big way and happened to meet Pei Qian and Zhou Mili running down the steps.
When they arrived at the yard, Pei Qian contacted Crazy Demon Sword Art and asked, "Someone is planning to bully the short winter melon again today. What should I do?"
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "You can hide if you can. What else can you do? It doesn't make sense. Could it be possible to beat them to death with a stick?"
Pei Qian stopped holding the hiking pole, and Zhou Mili quickly moved it to the small bench. After Pei Qian sat down, Zhou Mili squatted aside, chatting lightly with his upper and lower teeth, playing around.
Pei Qianheng put down his walking stick and frowned: "What's going on with the old masters who teach? Do they only teach the principles of each word in the book? Who can't endorse it..."
Having said this, Pei Qian raised his chin and said, "Right Protector! It's your turn to take action."
Zhou Mili had a tacit understanding and helped the senior sister say the remaining words: "What's the use!"
Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "If you don't dislike people everywhere, it's natural that you don't like everything in your life. If you don't like everything in your life, it's natural that you dislike people everywhere."
Pei Qian was furious, "Are you talking about me?"
Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands, leaned back, raised his feet, and swayed slightly without falling, "How could I be talking about you? I was explaining why I asked you to avoid these people before and never get close to them.
Just like a water ghost, it will drag people into the water."
Cui Dongshan, who was swinging there, raised one hand, pretending to be holding a folding fan, and gently shook his wrist.
Pei Qian asked: "If you like fans, why did you give them to my master?"
Cui Dongshan kept moving, "I have a lot of fans, but I just gave the one I like the most to my husband."
Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "What were you doing in that house? Could it be that you were stealing and moving things?"
Cui Dongshan closed his eyes and slept.
Pei Qian made a gesture, led Zhou Mili to the left and the right, and tiptoed to Cui Dongshan, who was lying on his side without falling, and squatted down.
Zhou Mili stretched out a palm to cover her mouth, "Senior Sister, I really fell asleep."
Pei Qian rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and waved his hand, indicating that he would go back to the room with her to copy books.
After that, Cui Dongshan quietly left Qilong Lane and Longquan County, but Pei Qian was a little strange. At the small town school in Longquan County opened by the Chen family in Longwei River, old masters who had always lived in seclusion actually started to visit Meng Tong's home.
In the streets and alleys, every household was not allowed to leave behind. For example, an old man came to the shop in Qilong Lane where she was. He talked with Shi Rou for a long time, and finally had a meal. Not only that, but originally he was just
The teachers who teach moral knowledge and explain the books of saints in the school will also help work in the fields, go up to the mountains to cut firewood, and take the students to visit the dragon kiln. Privately, some teachers seem to complain that these are harmful.
It was a vulgar behavior that insulted the gentlemen, but they just complained a few words, and it was like that. Soon after, the school quietly resigned from several teachers, and several new-faced teachers came.
A young man in white clothes was walking all the way south, far away from Dali. This day, he was holding the moon in his hand by the mountain stream. He looked down at the moon in his hand, took a sip of water, and said with a smile: "You can't keep the moon, but you can drink water."
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Then he shook his sleeves, and out of the snow-white sleeves, a small porcelain man more than a foot tall fell out. There were still countless cracks in the body and limbs, and his face had not yet been "opened". Compared with the young porcelain man who appeared in the old house back then,
It's just that there are still a lot of steps missing, but the technique is actually more skillful.
Cui Dongshan turned to look, stretched out his hand, gently stroked the porcelain man's little head, and said with a smile: "Isn't that right, Brother Gao?"