Chapter five hundred and fiftieth IX want to say has forgotten to say
A ferry heading to the boundary of Zhongyue in the old Zhu Ying Dynasty stopped at a ferry called Miasun.
Two men and one woman disembarked quietly.
Wei Bo stood on the observation deck on the top floor of the ferry and watched the three people leave.
After approaching the Zhuying Dynasty, it was equivalent to leaving his own mountain and entering someone else's territory. Wei Bo's perception of Piyun Mountain had weakened a lot. When he arrived at the Great Li Xinzhong Mountain, he would only be more overwhelmed by nature. This is what all the world has to offer.
Mountain and water gods have to abide by invisible rules. When mountain gods wade through water and water gods climb mountains, their hands and feet are restrained. However, when a mountain king leaves his own territory and visits his fellow tigers, he cannot escape from this same rule.
But even so, it's still not a big problem.
There is no way, Wei Bo is now the first five-level tiger in the history of Aquarius Continent. The Zhongyue Mountain King who is not very polite, even if he is equal to the Yupu realm, after all, is not a true upper-5 level god.
Wei Bo had a decent opinion about leaving Beiyue territory this time, both in public and private matters. Even if the Dali court was not happy to see the outcome, they were willing to turn a blind eye.
Wei Bo's recommender on the stage of Dali Temple was Xu Ruo, a Mohist ranger.
Back then, Wei Bo left Qidun Mountain with Xu Ruo and went to Piyun Mountain.
Zhu Lian, a hunched figure, was using his bare hands.
The slender Lu Baixiang wears a narrow knife to stop the snow.
At the ferry, after Liu Chongrun got off the boat, he couldn't help but said to Zhu Lian who was walking beside him: "Mr. Zhu, it is not difficult to find the water palace dragon boat. The water palace can be said to be a completely refined object from ancient immortals.
I have mastered the method of opening a mountain for this important treasure of the Immortal family. When I put it together, a water palace is no bigger than a carriage and can be carried on a ferry. However, the dragon boat has always only had a small level of refinement. If I want to bring it back to Longquan County, I can only
I can spend some fairy money and use that dragon boat as a ferry to swagger through the market."
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, there will be special people on the Great Li Iron Cavalry to escort us to hunt for treasures. After that, we can take the dragon boat back to Luolu Mountain and it will be smooth sailing."
Liu Chongrun smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Zhu, is this really not a joke?"
Zhu Lian said seriously: "Master Liu is the leader of the sect, and he is also the golden elixir immortal who soars in the clouds. I am a bad old man, how can I dare to make mistakes?"
Liu Chongrun felt that he could only take one step at a time.
The water palace, dragon and boat have always been Liu Chongrun's obsession.
Who to give it to is a big question. Even if you accidentally give it to the wrong one, it will be a bleak ending for Zhuchai Island that will not be peaceful for a hundred years. Whether you can keep the Ancestral Master Hall is a matter of course.
Before doing business with Luo Luoshan, in order to continue to establish a foothold in Shujian Lake and not be annexed by the Zhenjing Sect as a vassal island, Liu Chongrun weighed the pros and cons and revealed the water palace to the Zhenjing Sect.
Bowing his head, Liu Chongrun regarded it as a waste of money and disaster relief. The Zhenjing Sect was worthy of being the sect of the leader of the Tongye Continent, the Jade Gui Sect. As expected, he had no evil intentions and could not commit murder, silence, and monopolize the treasure. Zhu Chai
Not only was the island able to retain the Ancestral Master Hall, it was also exchanged for a piece of peace and quiet plaque issued by the Ministry of Punishment of the Great Li to the monks on the mountain. This was the reason why Liu Chongrun did not visit Luoluo Mountain in person for the first time, but only sent a few people to work with Chen Ping'an.
A relatively familiar direct disciple of Zhuchai Island.
However, the subsequent development of the situation was beyond imagination. Inexplicably, the Zhenjing Sect gave up on seizing the water palace. Not only that, the Wu Shi Pai was not taken away from Zhuchai Island. For this reason, Liu Chongrun trembled and made a trip to the palace.
Liu Dao, of course, could not see the leader of the Jiang clan who had never seen the dragon. He only saw Liu Laocheng, the chief minister of the Zhenjing sect. Liu Laocheng said that this was the clan master's intention and reassured Liu Chongrun that the "Nothing Card" was not
It was too hot to handle, so Liu Laocheng dismissed Liu Chongrun with just a few words.
Were you relieved when you left Gongliu Island? Liu Chongrun was not at all reassured.
But there is nothing we can do, we cannot force the Zhenjing Sect to take over the Water Palace.
That's why Liu Chongrun finally decided to move to Longquan County, personally went to Luopo Mountain as a guest, selected the location on the back of the fish, and mentioned the secret to Luopo Mountain. Liu Chongrun did not deliberately conceal the news that the Zhenjing Sect learned about the Dragon Boat in the Water Palace, and also said
After hearing the decision of the Zhenjing Sect, Zhu Lian, the chief steward, smiled a little strangely at the time and said that Island Master Liu should just rest assured. Zhu Lian also promised that even if he did not dig for treasure in Luoluo Mountain, at least this news would never be leaked to anyone, so that it would not
Let the monks on Zhuchai Island carry valuables and get into trouble.
Liu Chongrun still didn't dare to worry.
At this moment, Liu Chongrun really embarked on the road of treasure hunting in his hometown. Liu Chongrun had mixed feelings. If it were not for the resurrection of the water palace dragon boat, Liu Chongrun would never set foot on this sad place again in his life.
Regarding the choice of water palace dragon boat, Liu Chongrun had no hesitation.
The Water Palace is the foundation of a sect. It can be said to be a natural fairy cave. It combines the ancestral hall, the place where earthly immortals practice Taoism, and the landscape formation. It is placed on the water-friendly Shujian Lake. You can do whatever you want.
Immortal monks would covet it, and it was enough to support a Nascent Soul Realm monk to practice in the area. Therefore, the Zhenjing Sect handed Liu Chongrun a priceless nothing-to-do card without saying a word, which was his sincerity.
Although the huge dragon boat cannot cross continents, it is enough to carry a large amount of goods to and from a continent. For the small Zhuchai Island, it is useless, but for the ambitious Luo Luoshan, it is a solution.
Urgent need.
While Liu Chongrun was wandering thousands of miles away, Lu Baixiang was secretly talking to Zhu Lian using the martial arts method of converging sounds into a line. Lu Baixiang asked with a smile: "Even if you successfully retrieve the dragon boat, you still have to run around, and it won't delay your journey."
Cultivation? I have become the face of Luopo Mountain, and I can no longer be that unscrupulous martial arts lunatic. Isn’t it going to make me feel uncomfortable every day?”
Zhu Lian smiled and replied: "I am very busy every day, and I feel very comfortable."
Lu Baixiang said: "If you, Zhu Leng, have an agenda, as long as it is revealed, even if Chen Ping'an misses you and lets you go, I will kill you with my own hands."
Zhu Lian said: "You don't have such a chance."
Lu Baixiang asked: "Are you saying that I am destined to be unable to kill you, or are you really keeping to yourself in Luolu Mountain?"
Zhu Lian asked in reply: "What a great talent Master Lu is. Lu Baixiang in the history of Ouhua Blessed Land has always been decisive in killing. How did he become so crooked?"
Lu Baixiang stopped talking.
In that world, Lu Baixiang is the ancestor, and Zhu Lian is the descendant.
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "As expected, only my young master understands me best, and Cui Dongshan can only be counted as half of me. As for you three fellow countrymen, even less."
Lu Baixiang laughed it off and gently rubbed the handle of the narrow knife with his palm.
Zhu Lian glanced at Lu Baixiang's little movements and said, "Believe it or not, you can't even unsheath your sword now?"
Lu Baixiang smiled and said: "I don't believe it."
Zhu Lian said: "Looking for a chance to practice with you?"
Lu Baixiang shook his head and said, "Save it for now, and we'll talk about it in a few years."
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "I'm not afraid that Master Lu is alone. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. I'm used to living in remote areas. My life is too comfortable. It's easy for me to not know how high the sky is."
Lu Baixiang turned to look at Zhu Lian.
Zhu Lian looked at him: "Lu Baixiang, from the blessed land where there are no cultivators to the vast world where ghosts, monsters and immortals roam the mountains, especially in recent years, have you always been close to your body? Why?
With the Dharma Sword in my hand, I have it all in the world? Why don’t you simply go and learn from Sui Youyou and directly practice and seek immortality? Wouldn’t it be better?”
Lu Baixiang frowned and said: "You are hiding in Luolu Mountain and you need to pay attention to the fight at all times? How can you compare with me?"
Zhu Lian sneered and said: "Practicing boxing is a family matter. Don't ask me. The answer is good or bad. I can tell you whatever you want to hear. As for the truth, you have to ask yourself."
Lu Baixiang sighed, "There is some trouble."
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "In a small place, if you have good qualifications and good luck, some impurities will not show up. But in a big world, it will not be possible. There are four of us in the picture, so I just want you to be a little more pleasing to your eye.
If you want to please someone, say less."
Lu Baixiang nodded and seemed to have listened.
Although Liu Chongrun didn't know what the two were communicating, Lu Baixiang's murderous intention was revealed in a moment, which actually made her, the golden elixir immortal, feel a little frightened.
And who is Lu Baixiang? It’s just one of the names on the Luolu Mountain Patriarch Hall’s genealogy.
Liu Chongrun felt a little sad. When can Zhuchai Island become a truly stable fairy sect? There is no need to look at people's faces or rent mountains?
Is it really a wise choice to take all the direct monks away from Shujian Lake, leaving only the empty frame of the Patriarch Hall, and settle in Longquan County to build a mansion on the back of a chelicera fish?
Liu Chongrun doesn’t know the answer now.
At the moment, Liu Chongrun only knew that Zhu Lian and Lu Baixiang, who were not far away from him, were both first-class martial arts masters. In any dynasty in the history of Aquarius Continent, they were the guests of emperors and generals, and they did not dare to neglect them.
The fist is just one reason, but more importantly, the warriors of the third realm of refining the gods have already been involved in the martial destiny of a country. They are no worse than the gods of mountains and rivers who consolidate the power of a territory. They may even be more effective.
However, Liu Chongrun was not sure what level of martial arts Zhu Lian and Lu Baixiang were. As for who was more powerful, Liu Chongrun had no way of knowing. After all, he had not yet had the chance to see them actually take action.
The impression of Zhu Lian was more of that of a housekeeper from Luolu Mountain. He had a smile on everyone's face and dealt with her several times. Apart from being impeccable in dealing with people and doing business, Liu Chongrun actually didn't know much about him. It seemed that the more times they met, the more confused she became.
Look at the flowers inside.
Lu Baixiang, on the other hand, is a master who is not easy to mess with at first glance. He has such an imposing manner that even a blind person can see it.
Liu Chongrun discovered that Luopo Mountain seemed to hide many unknown secrets. As long as there was a chance to come into contact with them, one after another would appear, making it dizzying.
Wei Bo, the king of Beiyue Mountain in Dali, was a frequent visitor to Luolu Mountain. The hunchbacked man with crooked eyes did not show any respect to Wei Bo.
The shopkeeper surnamed Shi at the New Year's Shop in Qilong Lane had a strange appearance, as if he had a hint of something sinister, which made Liu Chongrun completely unable to discern the depth of his cultivation.
Chen Ruchu, Chen Lingjun, Zhou Mili, and the three-headed monsters, especially the little boy in green, seem to be about to reach the bottleneck of the Dragon Gate Realm. Once it reaches the Golden Core Realm, a Golden Core monster belonging to the dragon family will be comparable to that of ordinary Golden Core monks.
, can be treated as half a Nascent Soul. But it seems that Chen Lingjun is the least popular one on Luolu Mountain, and it seems to have been ignored, and it doesn't feel anything wrong. If this is left to Shujian Lake, it will be long ago
Are you rebelling?
Liu Chongrun occasionally thought, does the young mountain master want to reach the sky in one step and directly build a sect with the title of a sect from the originally unknown Luopo Mountain in Longquan County? Compete with the Longquan Sword Sect of the saint Ruan Qiong?
Will it be a little whimsical?
After all, there are many warriors and few monks on Luolu Mountain, so it is hard to tell who is the powerful Earth Immortal who is expected to reach the upper five realms.
On the other hand, the Longquan Sword Sect, which is adjacent to Luopo Mountain, has only a handful of disciples, although there are still only a handful of monks. Not to mention the saint Ruan Qiong himself, Dong Gu is already a golden elixir. As for Ruan Qiong's only daughter Ruan Xiu, Liu Chongrun comes from the slips.
Lake, one night, she had witnessed the strange phenomenon of the island from a distance, and she had a peace card next to her, so she heard some very mysterious gossip, saying that Ruan Xiu had an affair with an unknown person in white clothes.
The young men working together to hunt down an old Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator from the Zhu Ying Dynasty was simply appalling.
Furthermore, a famous mountain cannot accommodate two golden elixirs. It is an unwritten rule on the mountain to be an ally when you are far away, and an enemy when you are close.
Even if Longquan County's territory is not small and its aura is abundant, it cannot support the two prosperous Zongzitou Immortal Family.
Zhu Lian, who had obviously never been to Xianjia Ferry, was very familiar with the road. He led Liu Chongrun and Lu Baixiang. As soon as the three of them left Mianyun Ferry, Liu Chongrun saw a group of elite cavalry. There were not many in number, more than twenty riders.
That's all.
But it made Liu Chongrun instantly horrified.
Among the first three knights, in the middle is a young man who has been through a lot of work. He has a calm expression and is not wearing any armor, but he has a large Li standard sword hanging on his waist.
Riding next to him was a handsome young man in black robes, wearing long and short swords. He was squatting on the horse and yawning.
On the other side is a stocky man.
Liu Chongrun felt that except for the general in the center, the other two were very dangerous.
As for those Great Li Jingqi, Liu Chongrun was born as the eldest princess of a subjugated country. He had been in charge of government affairs for many years and took care of the housework, which was to take care of the country. Therefore, he was naturally an expert. He could tell at a glance how tough and good at fighting these Jingqi were.
The Great Li cavalry were good at fighting, not only willing to die generously on the battlefield, but also exuded an aura of orderliness and orderliness.
They are all traces carefully polished by the national master Cui Chan.
Zhu Lian looked up at the dark-skinned man, rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Isn't this our Lord Wu Xuanlang, Mr. Wei!"
The man who was called Wu Xuanlang by Zhu Lian remained indifferent.
The young man in the middle turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, who is this old man?"
The man replied sternly: "My surname is Zhu Minglian. I am an old acquaintance from my hometown. He is a crazy martial artist. Now he is traveling far away and is working as a steward in Longquan County."
The young man was a little surprised.
Eighth Realm Grandmaster?
Why had he never heard of them? He knew exactly what martial arts warriors there were in Da Li, because most of them joined the battlefield, and almost no one stayed in the world.
As for the Eight Realm Qi Practitioners, he didn't care to hear about them.
He was born in a family of generals such as Da Li, and was born in the Chi'er Street in the capital, where generals are like clouds. He has never had a good impression of people who practice Taoism, but he has a natural affinity for warriors, whether on the battlefield or in the rivers and lakes.
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His ancestors fought for the Great Li court and the country and family business for their own surname with one punch and one sword.
When it comes to himself, the same is true. He, Liu Xunmei, is just like his good friend Guan Yiran. What he despises the most is the group of moths in Yichi Lane who are enjoying their blessings on the merits of their ancestors. His name, Liu Xunmei, was given by Mr. Guan himself.
Taken.
Many dandy boys in Yichi Lane and Chier Street really couldn't afford to support them. Under the arrangement of their fathers, they worked in the yamen to make money, helped local wealthy people make connections, or introduced mountain immortals to serve as enshrinements for good friends of aristocratic families.
There are endless banquets and banquets all year round. This group of people, regardless of the size of the officialdom in the capital, are all uncles at the banquet. The maids around them must be female cultivators from the fairy family, and the retinues must be the gods on the mountain. Let them go to Chi'er
Look across the street. Who is not shrinking his neck and talking in a low voice?
Liu Xunmei then turned over and dismounted, clasped her fists at Zhu Lian and smiled, "Liu Xunmei, I have met Senior Zhu!"
Zhu Lian quickly clasped his fists in return and said with a smile: "General Liu is young and promising. He is offering incense to his ancestors in the ancestral hall. He is full of confidence."
Liu Xun was very happy, and didn't think it was rude at all for the other party to talk about the incense of his ancestors.
When the general dismounted, Wei Xian followed suit, and the other elite cavalry dismounted one after another.
Only the young black-robed swordsman with a pair of red phoenix eyes continued to squat on the horse, nodded and said: "He is very powerful in the wind control realm. Wei Xian, there are talents in your hometown, this matter is up to us in Mud Bottle Lane."
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Sword repairman Cao Jun.
Cao Jun was a monk born and raised in Nan Posuo Continent, but Cao Xi, the ancestor of the family, was born in the Mu Ping Lane in Lizhu Cave.
Lu Baixiang, who had been walking behind Zhu Lian and Liu Chongrun, stood side by side with Zhu Lian.
Wei Xian nodded towards Lu Baixiang, who smiled and nodded in return.
After Wei Xian left Cuidong Mountain, he joined the army of the Great Li and became a monk accompanying the Great Li cavalry. He fought hard and dangerous battles, and now he is temporarily serving as the commander of the army. He only waits for the documents from the Ministry of War to be issued to win Wu Xuanlang's Wei
If Wei Xian is willing to personally lead the army in battle, he can be promoted to the rank of six-rank military general according to the law, commanding an old battalion and commanding more than a thousand soldiers and horses.
The corps commanders of Dali should be the most valuable corps commanders in the world. They can meet all military commanders from the third-grade powerful generals down on the road. There is no need to salute. If you are in the mood, you can just clasp your fists. If you don't like it, it doesn't matter if you turn a blind eye.
Wei Xian is now the sixth rank among the twelve ranks of Da Li Iron Cavalry Wu Sanguan. Wu Xuanlang, whose name starts with Wu, and the first five Wusanguan, are generally awarded only to meritorious generals who have made outstanding achievements in battle on the battlefield. Great officers who have built a country with force.
In the Li court, the first rank of military officials has always been the Shangzhu Kingdom, but the extremely respected title of Shangzhu Kingdom is not necessarily awarded only to warriors.
Cao Jun has always been Wei Xian's immediate superior. Relying on his military exploits, he was in charge of all the monks who accompanied the army. Although Wei Xian was only the corps commander, he was somewhat similar to Cao Jun's auxiliary officer. According to Cao Jun, a lazy man
As the saying goes, don't use your brain if you can, so troublesome things like mobilizing troops and condemning generals are all left to the ignorant Wei Xian. Wei Xian said he was a military monk, but he was more like a pure martial artist.
There are still some criticisms. I always feel that this guy is the disciple of a certain big shot in the Ministry of War. After watching the war end, he came to take advantage of the military merits. However, after a few battles, the rumors disappeared. The reason is simple. Side by side with Wei Xian
The monks who accompanied the army in the battle, all those who should have died in the battle, survived.
The Great Li Jingqiu prepared their horses, and everyone rode together to the place where the treasure was hidden. It was not too far away from the Mianyun Ferry, more than two hundred miles away. The Water Palace Dragon Boat was buried at the bottom of a river, and the secret passage was extremely hidden.
, only Liu Chongrun has mastered the methods to break many mountain and water restrictions. Otherwise, even if he finds the treasure house, he will not be able to enter the secret realm unless he breaks the roots of the water transport mountain. But once he does this, the mechanism is triggered, and the water palace dragon boat will collapse.
Liu Chongrun was even more shocked when he learned that the young cavalry commander Liu Xunmei, who was less than thirty years old, was actually a fourth-grade military general of Great Li Zheng.
On the one hand, I am surprised by this person's rapid rise in the official career. To advance as a general in the Great Li army, you must have a foundation of military merit. This is an iron rule. The generals of Zuyin's family may have a higher starting point, but there are many. On the other hand,
I was surprised by the popularity of the officialdom in Luolu Mountain. The person who showed up was the military general Liu Xunmei, so the one who nodded and agreed to this must be a high-ranking and powerful general, even if it was not Cao Ping or Su Gaoshan who had been appointed as the hunting envoy.
He is the most prominent general of Dali who is only inferior to the two of them.
In fact, not only Liu Chongrun couldn't figure it out, but even Liu Xunmei himself couldn't figure it out. This time he led the team to travel, it was the message personally conveyed by a confidant of General Cao Peng. Among the cavalry, there were also two Lubo Pavilions.
The big spy monitored the army all the way, looking for signs, not to see if the other three acted in a disciplined manner, but to see if Liu Xunmei would cause trouble.
This is very confusing. Could it be that the new hunting envoy Cao Ping, with his hands and eyes, wanted to enrich his own pockets with a certain big boss in Lubo Pavilion? Then General Cao chose to hide behind the scenes and sent his confidants to deal with the matter personally?
If he is so bold, shouldn't he, Liu Xunmei, be replaced by another loyal general? If Liu Xunmei feels that this matter violates the military laws of Dali, he will definitely report it to the court. Even if Cao Peng secretly kills him and silences him, how will he clean up the mess?
?The Liu family on Chier Street is not a family that Cao Peng can just clean up. The key is that this move breaks the rules. Over the past hundred years of civil and military affairs in Dali, no matter what their family style, skills, and temperaments are, they are accustomed to obeying the rules in important matters.
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Being held accountable by the imperial court and beheading his favorite general to take the blame? This is not like General Cao's behavior.
However, Liu Xunmei couldn't believe that there was someone with such powerful powers that he could make Cao Ping obey orders and make a hunting envoy who was equivalent to the temple's Shangzhu Kingdom personally plan.
Bar?
Why be so sneaky for the sake of a secret treasure in the mountains and rivers where someone leads the way?
The Great Li cavalry went all the way south, gathering up the objects on the mountain and piling them up into mountains. It was forbidden to destroy thousands of landscape temples, all operating in accordance with the established rules of the Great Li.
Missing this one?
Liu Xunmei was full of curiosity.
And I hope I can live to know the answer.
Liu Xunmei and Liu Chongrun walked side by side to discuss the route.
Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang followed closely behind, chatting about the past together.
Lu Baixiang is the one who seems to be the easiest to get along with among the four people in the picture scroll, and he can chat with everyone.
The other three could hardly speak to each other.
Zhu Lian somehow ended up hanging on the tail of the cavalry with Cao Jun, chatting happily, calling each other brothers and sisters, chatting about everything. Of course, it would be inappropriate for two big men not to talk about women.
No matter what you, Cao Jun, say, the words I, Zhu Lian, answer will never reach your heart. Even if I, an old cook, am not good at cooking, I don't know how to read someone else's dish.
Cao Jun's eyes lit up when he said this, and he wanted to leave the army and go to Luopo Mountain to worship.
Li Xisheng took the scholar Cui Ci with him, and after leaving Qingliang Sect in the North, they returned to a state city in Qinghao Kingdom. Qinghao Kingdom was a small and remote country in Luzhou, Beiju, but it was not a vassal state of a large country.
In the inner city of Zhoucheng, Li Xisheng bought a small house in a place called Dongxian Street. Opposite there lived a family surnamed Chen. They were well-off, not counting the rich and powerful in the capital, but Li Xisheng lived there.
A man of the same age, whose name happened to have the character "宝" in it, was called Chen Baozhou. He was an idle scholar who had no imperial examination achievements. He played chess, calligraphy and painting, and was not vulgar. Li Xisheng often traveled with him, but they never went very far.
Li Xisheng came to Beiju Luzhou from Baopingzhou, traveled all the way north, and then stopped here. Through some connections, he got a job in the Yizhou Academic Affairs Office. Before going to Qingliang Sect,
Li Xisheng walks past the "Kaitianwenyun" archway at the entrance of the Yamen Office every day. There are twelve entrances to the Yamen Office, which is not too small.
Master Xuezheng is very fond of Li Xisheng and thinks that this young foreigner has a lot of knowledge. Of course, Master Xuezheng is a well-known civil servant with a clean and elegant style. He can suddenly rise from a Qingshui Yamen to the center of the temple and serve as the Minister of Rites. Of course, here
There was some extra "knowledge". Once, Li Xisheng and Li Xisheng were exchanging cups to drown their sorrows with wine. Li Xisheng gave those "knowledges" to them, secretly keeping them, and the academic master secretly put them away.
The next day, Li Xisheng became a subordinate official in the Academic Affairs Office.
Cui Ci was shocked at first. Why would his famous husband do such a thing? How could a scholar do such a philistine thing?
Li Xisheng did not explain anything to Cui Ci.
This time when I returned to Zhoucheng, I found that Li Xisheng's position was no longer available in the Academic Affairs Office. They gave Li Xisheng a random excuse and eliminated Li Xisheng's status as a subordinate.
Li Xisheng didn't care either.
On the way here, Cui Ci asked his husband how long he would stay in Qinghao Country. Li Xisheng replied that it would take a long time, at least thirty or forty years.
Cui Ci was a little flustered at first, fearing that it was only after hundreds of years, but when he heard that it was only thirty or forty years later, he was relieved.
After all, he and his husband are no longer ordinary people at the foot of the mountain.
As for Cui Ci himself, when he thinks about his origins, he always has lingering sorrow. But every time he worries about this matter, the young man no longer worries because he has that sorrow.
On this day, Li Xisheng spread out another calligraphy and painting and looked at the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
Cui Ci knew his husband's habit of burning incense early in the morning. In fact, Li Xisheng was not that arty, but Cui Ci liked to do this and didn't stop him.
On the scroll, there is an old master sitting and talking about Taoism. The old master is a sage from Yufu Academy. In the first few times, Cui Ci listened attentively, but then he really found it boring and boring.
, just talk about one truth, and then go around and over, talking about all kinds of small truths about this big truth. Cui Ci felt very boring. Who would understand these truths after reading a few books for a few days? It is necessary.
Did the old master speak in such detail?
No wonder his husband later took him on a tour of Fushui Academy and learned that the old gentleman was laughed at as an old man trying to pick up chapters and sentences. The old gentleman was also regarded as the most sage in the academy with no real talent and knowledge, and later taught students.
The Confucian disciples studying in the academy couldn't stand it, so the old gentleman arranged this job for the academy. He was responsible for the academy's mirror and lecturing the monks on the mountain. Not only the academy knew that this was just a formality, but also the old gentleman himself probably knew it well.
No one would listen to his nonsense, but he still talked about it for thirty years. The old man enjoyed his leisure time. Sometimes, he would bring a few of his favorite books, notebooks, and copybooks, and select a sentence from one of them and use it according to his own wishes.
Feel free to talk about it.
Cui Ci was on the street full of bookstores near Yufu Academy. He heard a lot of old stories about the old man. It was said that the reason why he got the title of sage was because of good luck. It had nothing to do with his knowledge.
At first, there were smart people from all walks of life. At first, he and the gentleman who was not yet old at that time became comrades and friends in poetry and harmony. Scholars from various countries and major local academies warmly invited this person to give lectures and preach. In the end, even the officials
I have lost all interest in burning a cold stove. This person's calligraphy, fan inscriptions, couplets, etc., could be easily sold for a thousand taels of silver at the earliest, then several hundred taels of silver, less than a hundred taels, and now
, let alone the ten taels of silver that no one will buy, even if you give it away, you may not be willing to accept it.
However, Cui Ci discovered that every time his husband listened to this old man's lectures, he never failed to listen to them. Even when the Qingliang Sect was giving lectures to the nine named disciples of the He Sect Master, he would still watch the "Flowers in the Mirror" of Yufu Academy.
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On the scroll, the old master, sitting in the same position for thirty years, sat upright, moistened his throat, and picked up a book he had just bought, which was a landscape travelogue. After quickly stating the title of the book, the old master made it clear,
He said that today he was going to talk about the sentence in the book: "The small stove in the village is just starting to fire, and the peach and plum trees in the temple are falling." What is so wonderful about it, and why the words "village" and "temple" are such imperfections, the old gentleman blushed slightly,
He looked unnatural and raised the travelogue high, holding the book in both hands, as if to make the title of the book clearer.
Cui Ci had a look of helplessness on his face, "Sir, is this old master going to starve to death? Why is he still helping the bookstore to do business?"
Li Xisheng smiled and said: "This is the first time. I have never done it before. I guess it is a request from an old friend and it is difficult to refuse."
Cui Ci lay down at the table, sighed and said, "A wise man should blush for a moment like this."
Cui Ci smiled and said, "But it's good that the old master doesn't talk about those empty truths today. Otherwise, I would be sleepy after keeping a stick of incense."
Li Xisheng listened to the old man in the scroll describing poetry and asked: "Who said knowledge must be useful to be good knowledge?"
Cui Ci mistakenly thought that he heard wrongly, "Sir?"
Li Xisheng kept looking at the scroll, listening to the old gentleman's words, and smiled with Cui Ci: "Cui Ci, let me ask you a little question, one or two and one pound, how much does it weigh?"
Cui Ci becomes more and more confused. Is this a problem?
Li Xisheng continued: "Who set the rules for the two weights? Whose hands were the scales and weights at the earliest time? Tens of thousands of years ago or ten thousand years later, will there be the slightest deviation? If it is even the slightest bit wrong,
What are the effects of the movement of all things in the world?"
Cui Ci thought for a moment and felt a splitting headache.
Li Xisheng said slowly: "Some of the most pure knowledge in the world seems to be very far away from the world, but it cannot be said that they are useless. There are always some seemingly useless knowledge, and someone has to do it. Let me tell you something
Can something help you earn a copper coin? Or improve your cultivation at all?"
Cui Ci shook his head, "Not really."
Li Xisheng looked at the old academy scholar in the scroll, feeling a little sad. He closed his eyes, turned his head, looked at this "inhuman" young man who was just made up of a pile of broken porcelain, and said: "Tempering spiritual energy,
Turning it into one's own use, climbing to the sky step by step, and becoming immortal is the question of cultivation. We Confucians feed moral articles and knowledge on paper back to the secular world, which is Confucian persuasion. The spring breeze sneaks into the night and moistens things silently, which is knowledge.
To the end."
Li Xisheng was silent for a moment, looked at the incense curling above the incense burner, and said: "Once it is collected, it means that heaven and man will become one, and they will realize immortality. Once it is released, all the sages will be lonely since ancient times, leaving only articles for thousands of years. A true Confucian disciple,
I never just seek immortality."
The old gentleman is getting old after all, and he becomes tired after talking. In the past, he could chatter about his college homework for half an hour.
Today, half an hour later, he no longer had the energy and energy to continue talking. The old master looked sad, looked straight into the distance, and said to himself: "I actually know that no one is listening, no one is listening."
I say this."
The old man said softly: "Twenty years ago, when I listened to the Master of the Mountain, every once in a while, there would still be some increase in the spiritual energy of Xueqian. Ten years ago, it was very rare. Every time I heard that someone was willing to do that for me.
It's a pity to spend money on knowledge, so I have to find someone to drink with..."
Having said this, the old man forced out a smile and grabbed the travel book, "He is the old guy who carved this book and sold it for money. In the blink of an eye, he has grown old after just a few drinks."
"In recent years, I have not been able to rely on this knowledge to help the academy earn a piece of snow money. I feel guilty in my conscience."
The old man looked bleak, put down the book, and suddenly laughed angrily: "Old bastard named Qian, I know you are looking here, are you afraid that I won't help you sell the book?! Put your fucking legs down for me.
It’s okay if you don’t put it away, just remember not to finish the food and wine, at least leave some, and let me take a few bites after I leave the academy.”
The old man stood up and bowed, "This lecture is the last time I have humiliated myself in the academy. It is better if no one listens to me, so as not to waste money. It is not easy to cultivate Taoism on the mountain. I have been teaching these things for thirty years."
Knowledge is really useless. Look at me, I look like this. Do I look like a scholar or a learned person? I don’t even think I look like it."
The old master is about to put away the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. He has the title of sage in the academy, but he is not a cultivator and cannot wave his hand to cause wind and rain.
At this moment, Li Xisheng from the Qinghao Kingdom gently dropped a grain rain coin, stood up, bowed and saluted, "Li Xisheng, a scholar, has benefited a lot. I would like to thank you sir."
The old gentleman was stunned on the spot. After staying there for a long time, tears filled his eyes. He waved his hands and said, "You deserve it, you deserve it."
Then the old man felt a little embarrassed and mistakenly thought that someone had smashed a Xiaoshu coin. He whispered: "Don't buy that book of landscape travels. It's not cost-effective. The price is too expensive. It's not cost-effective at all! No matter how much fairy money you have, it's not worth it."
It’s time to be so extravagant. The two things in the world, self-cultivation and family-building, may seem big, but in reality we should start small..."
Habitually nagging those big principles again, the old man suddenly closed his mouth, looked lonely, and laughed at himself: "I won't say it any more."
Suddenly, another person smashed a Grain Rain coin and said loudly: "Liu Jinglong, I have been listening to Master's teachings for thirty years. I would like to thank you. This time I left the country, I finally did not miss Master's last lecture!"
Not only did the old gentleman feel as if he had been struck by lightning, but even Cui Ci couldn't help but ask, "Sir, is that the young swordsman Liu Jinglong of the Taihui Sword Sect?"
Li Xisheng smiled and nodded.
The old gentleman was in tears. Finally he straightened his clothes, straightened his back, and said with a smile: "You must come to me for a drink if you have a chance in the future! It's not in the academy anymore, but it's not far away. It's easy to find. Just
Needless to say, if you are looking for Mr. Foot-Binder, you will definitely find me. Then I will complain to you about why you didn’t reveal your identity earlier, so that I can have a good face in the academy.”
Suddenly a third person didn't spend money, but a voice echoed, "This lecture is the worst. I'm pretty good at helping people sell books. Why don't you open a bookstore yourself? I, Zhou Mi, would be willing to buy a few books."
The old master lowered his voice and said tentatively: "Master Zhou Shan?"
The man laughed and said: "Otherwise? Who in Beiju Luzhou can say the three words 'I am careful' so confidently?"
The old gentleman quickly ran away and closed an open sage book so that the three of them would not see his embarrassment.
As an old scholar, you still need to show some respect.
It was just when the tiger Wei Bo left Piyun Mountain.
A huge convoy of vehicles moved families away from Huaihuang Town, Longquan County.
It's not that they don't have money to go to Niujiao Mountain to take the Xianjia Ferry, but someone didn't agree. This makes a woman who is in charge of money and power very regretful. She has never been able to take the Xianjia Ferry in her life.
There was nothing she could do, her son wouldn't nod, and she, as a mother, had no choice but to obey.
In the Ma family on Xinghua Lane, after the old woman died, the old woman's grandson quickly left the town, and the ancestral home has been empty. However, the old woman's son and daughter-in-law have long since moved out of the ancestral home on Xinghua Lane. The Ma family is rich.
, but doesn't show off, just like Lin Shouyi's father who works as a servant in the kiln supervision and construction department. He has power but doesn't show it, giving the impression that he is just a subordinate official. The two families are in similar situations.
The Ma family moved out of Xinghua Lane back then, but did not purchase properties on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. Now they have quietly sold the Long Kiln passed down by their ancestors to the Xu family of Qingfeng City for a sky-high price.
Then, under the arrangement of her son, the family moved to the territory of Zhenwu Mountain, one of the ancestral homes of the military family, where they would take root for generations to come. The woman was actually reluctant, and her husband was not very interested either.
People, they would rather settle down in the capital city of Dali. Unfortunately, their son has said that as parents, they can only do it. After all, their son is no longer the silly boy from Xinghua Lane back then. He is Ma Kuxuan, Baoping
The most outstanding Taoist genius in the continent today, even the Jindan Sword Cultivator of the Zhu Ying Dynasty who was famous for being good at fighting, had his son kill two of them.
The woman lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw a young woman riding outside. She was an incredibly beautiful young woman. She was now her son's maid, and his son gave her the name "Shu Dian".
The woman found it a bit amusing. Only this incident made her feel that her son was still the stupid son he used to be.
I'm angry with others.
In the early years, Song Jixin, who was rumored to be the illegitimate son of the superintendent in Mubo Alley, had a maid named Zhigui by his side.
According to what my mother-in-law said when she was still alive, my son actually always liked that Zhigui.
The woman riding her horse slowly beside the carriage noticed the woman's gaze and initially planned not to see it.
But the young man riding at the front of the cavalry turned his head and looked at him with cold eyes.
She was so frightened that she became silent, immediately turned her head to look at the car curtain, and asked softly: "Madam, do you need to stop and take a rest?"
The woman smiled and shook her head, slowly lowering the curtain.
The young woman named Shudian glanced at the back of the young man riding in front of her. She felt sad in her heart, but she did not dare to show it at all.
Back then, she entered the Lizhu Cave with her mother and son from Qingfeng City's Xu family, and the Mountain Monkeys from Zhengyang Mountain. Everyone came here for the opportunity, but in the end, she turned out to be the most miserable one. She didn't get a single blessing, and even got into trouble.
A huge disaster, a real disaster of annihilation. Her grandfather, the master of Haichao Cavalry, had already followed the trend and lost his military power after the country was destroyed by the unstoppable Da Li soldiers and horses, but he retained a position with the imperial court.
After becoming an official, he was able to retire and return home, but this young man appeared.
When he returned to his hometown, more than a hundred people, including the escort sent by the imperial court and his grandfather's personal military retinue, were all dead, with corpses everywhere.
She knelt down with the old man.
Ma Kuxuan stood between the two people kneeling on the ground, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the two heads, saying that if the two heads could not repay the debt, even if the entire Tide Cavalry died, they would still not be able to repay the debt.
Ma Kuxuan asked the old man what he should do.
The old man began to kowtow, begging Ma Kuxuan to let go of his granddaughter and just take his life.
After a lifetime of military service and numerous military exploits, who could have imagined that he would end up like this? The woman knelt beside him numbly.
Ma Kuxuan pressed down with his palm, leaving a miserable and limp corpse on the ground.
In the end, Ma Kuxuan did not kill her, but kept her by his side and rewarded her with a Shudian name without a surname.
Shudian was devastated and finally followed Ma Kuxuan to Longquan County.
A young man who killed many people along the way. After returning to his hometown, the first place he went to was not Xinghua Lane, let alone his parents’ residence. Instead, he walked along the banks of the Longxu River, where the Longxu River and the iron
At the mouth of the waterfall at the junction of Fujiang River, Shudian saw the appearance of a god holding a sword. He was the first-class water god of Dali, named Yang Hua.
At that time, Ma Kuxuan squatted at the boundary of the river, gently threw stones into the water, and smiled at the extremely high-ranking Dali spirit: "I know you are the maid beside the Queen Mother, and I am just a river under your command.
The grandson of God, logically speaking, I should respect you a bit, but I heard that you are not very polite to my grandma, so you should be careful. In this world, whether you are a monk or a god or ghost, you will be in debt if you are in debt.
You have to pay it back. When I return here to visit grandma next time, if you still haven't paid off your debt and dare to boss around this Longxu River, then I will detain your golden body to Zhenwu Mountain and temper it every day.
I will feed you as much incense essence as I crush. I want you to pay it back for a thousand years. Even if I, Ma Kuxuan, die, as long as Zhenwu Mountain is still there, you will suffer for a thousand years. If you lose one day, you will not be able to bear it.
I, Ma Kuxuan, lose."
The water god Yanghua scoffed.
Ma Kuxuan said again, "Since you can become the Lord of the River, you are not afraid of hardship. It doesn't matter. You are a woman, and your human nature is not there. Some qualities are difficult to get rid of. I will arrest some prostitutes every few years."
Ancestral gods, or mountain spirits, go to Zhenwu Mountain and teach them a Shinto secret technique that has long been lost to inheritance, so that they can get a blessing in disguise and let you know what it means to pay debts with money."
Ma Kuxuan finally said: "I am telling you this because I hope you will not imitate some people and be so stupid as to think that many small things are just trivial matters. Otherwise, I, Ma Kuxuan, will break through too quickly, and you will also be able to pay off your debt very quickly.
"
The Iron Talisman River Water God didn't say anything, he just had a sneer on his face.
Ma Kuxuan tilted his head, "You don't believe it, right?"
Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "Then wait. I have changed my mind now. One day soon, I will ask the Queen Mother to personally issue an edict and hand it over to you, so that you can go to the territory of Zhenwu Mountain to serve as
River Goddess, I will visit you again when the time comes. I hope that the Water Goddess can entertain you kindly. I will reciprocate the courtesy and invite you to the mountains as a guest."
Yang Hua looked solemn.
Ma Kuxuan shook his head, "Sorry, it's late."
Yang Hua narrowed her eyes.
A Zhenwu Mountain protector appeared behind Ma Kuxuan and smiled slightly, "Water Goddess, it is against the rules to kill someone without permission."
Yang Hua sneered: "Ma Kuxuan is already the mountain master of your Zhenwu Mountain?"
The military monk shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course not. It's just that Ma Kuxuan's words seem to be more effective than our mountain master. I have been dissatisfied for a long time and have nothing to do."
Yang Hua noticed that the monk winked at quietly himself.
Yang Hua sighed and said to Ma Kuxuan: "Ma Lanhua will soon have his own river god temple."
Longxu River Hepo Ma Lanhua, after being promoted from Hepo to River God, was unable to build an ancestral temple.
If the Golden Mouth of the Water God of the Tiefu River is opened and it is reasonable to build an incense temple, neither the local government in Longzhou nor the Ministry of Rites of the Dali Court will be in trouble.
Ma Kuxuan stood up and clapped his hands, "Okay, then I, Ma Kuxuan, will regret it once. From now on, the Water Goddess Empress will be my honored guest, Ma Kuxuan."
After that, the slender Ma Kuxuan, dressed in black and with a white jade belt, looked like a handsome young man from a wealthy family who had gone out to enjoy the mountains and rivers. He walked by the Longxu River. When he no longer concealed his energy, he deliberately leaked it.
Breath, not far out, there are water plants emerging in the river, swaying in the river, seeming to spy on the movement on the shore.
As if she didn't dare to recognize Ma Kuxuan, the woman whose appearance was no longer old and decrepit, poked her head out of the river, and looked at the young man on the bank. The river god did not shed tears, but the woman wiped her face subconsciously.
That was the first time that the maid "Shu Dian" saw the young demon Ma Kuxuan smiling brightly. She also discovered that such a hard-hearted bad guy could also shed tears.
That day, Ma Kuxuan was sitting by the river, side by side with her. The woman gently held Ma Kuxuan's hand and kept murmuring.
Ma Kuxuan just sat there and didn't speak for a long time. His face was a bit unfamiliar, but it was the most familiar chatter in his life.
Grandma said a lot about the parents' nefariousness and scolded a lot of people, but in the end she told him not to worry about anything.
She finally asked her grandson to wait for a while, then went to the shabby mansion in the water, brought back all the accumulated belongings, and placed them neatly beside the two of them. She told them their origins one by one, and finally asked Ma Kuxuan to take them all away.
She said that these were all the wives she had saved for her grandson, but she didn’t know if she had found a girl she had liked over the years. Anyway, that Zhigui was a naturally charming girl, and was really not a woman she could marry into the family. Any woman other than her
She would accept her as her granddaughter-in-law.
Ma Kuxuan said it was Zhigui.
The woman habitually stretched out her finger and lightly poked her grandson's forehead, scolding him for being obsessed with things and not knowing anything better. He was a fool who didn't care about his father or mother, and he deserved to suffer a lot.
In the end, while the woman was talking, she started to cry, saying that she had to suffer a lot in order to become this river woman. If she hadn't thought about having a grandson like him and no one to take care of her, she would not have been able to survive it.
.
Ma Kuxuan took a deep breath and wiped his face with his hand.
The woman asked Ma Kuxuan to promise her something. Ma Kuxuan said that there was no need to be afraid of this. If he really wanted to follow the clues and find the Ma family in Xinghua Lane, if Chen Pingan dared to kill someone, he would kill Chen Pingan.
The two people who care about the most can only have more or less. The woman just shook her head and insisted that Ma Kuxuan promise her, crying and saying that they are your parents, how could they settle accounts like this.
Ma Kuxuan remained silent.
In the end, the woman used her trump card and said that if he didn't agree, she would have no grandchildren in the future.
Ma Kuxuan had no choice but to agree first. Deep down in his heart, he actually had his own concerns. So after the separation, Ma Kuxuan still did not go to his parents. Instead, he went to Yang's shop and learned that his grandmother had to stay in Longxu River.
After that, the matter was not discussed, so Ma Kuxuan had to change his mind, let his parents sell the ancestral dragon kiln at a high price, and the family left Longquan County. Finally, they took this slow trip away from home.
Along the way, Shudian discovered something strange.
For some reason, it seems that Ma Kuxuan has a normal relationship with his parents. It's not like they are alienated like immortals. It's like they haven't had any feelings since they were young. After they went to the mountains to practice Taoism, the two sides became more and more distant, and the couple seemed to have always been
Immersed in great joy, the couple did not think there was anything wrong with Guangzong Yaozu's son, who was almost taciturn without even a smile on his face. It seemed that it was only natural for their son to be so superior.
The couple, the man in ordinary gentry attire, exudes the ability of a wealthy gentry, and the woman has a pair of peach blossom eyes, but her appearance is not outstanding. The way she looks at people, even if she has a smile on her face, is still revealing.
With a hint of chill.
Along the way, some unsighted and unlucky people and spirits died.
Ma Kuxuan seemed to have deliberately chosen those mountains and rivers where there were roads but poor mountains and rivers, so that he could kill the bandits and monsters in order to relieve his worries.
During this period, her master monk came to save her for the second time.
The first time was when the Patriarch brought people to confront Ma Kuxuan in person, but Ma Kuxuan personally killed dozens of people, crushing them to death in front of her like ants.
Before Ma Kuxuan took action, he asked her to make a second choice: live by herself or die by saving them.
If she gets the answer wrong, she will die.
Shudian answered correctly. So those people died.
This time, a fellow disciple who was expected to become her Taoist companion on the mountain came with his mountain friends to save her from the dire straits.
Ma Kuxuan asked her to make a choice again, whether to be a desperate mandarin duck or to live alone.
Shudian still has to live.
So the senior brother she always thought she loved deeply, and several of his friends, were all dead again, without any suspense.
It was raining heavily and it was muddy. Shudian had completely collapsed. He sat on the ground and asked loudly why he asked for death the first time. Ma Kuxuan refused to agree. After that, he granted her wish twice.
At that time, Ma Kuxuan was wearing a long gown that was not stained by any rain. He smiled at her and said: "I want you to live worse than death. Is there anything you can't understand? What you don't understand is that a fairy has to sit in the mud today.
Once you understand the reason for the pitiful wailing, you will be able to live a relaxed and comfortable life, and all the things in the past will not be worth mentioning at all."
Ma Kuxuan grabbed her head and threw her onto the horse, "If you are a slave, if you are disrespectful in the future, you will cut off your tongue. This will not happen again."
The convoy continued on its way in the rain.
In late spring, the sun is warm.
Ma Kuxuan was at the front of the cavalry, sitting on his horse, swaying, silently calculating in his mind how many upper-level monks there were in Aquarius Continent who squatted in manholes and did not shit.
Not counting Dali Imperial Master and Xiuhu Cui Chan, this old gentleman is indeed the one who does great things.
Having been hiding in the capital city of Great Li for many years, the giant of the Mohist branch managed to survive the death of a monk from the Lu family of the Yin-Yang family, which was considered a skill.
Ma Kuxuan had seen those twelve mountain ferries with his own eyes. He looked up and saw that the sky and the sun were blocked. The human territory with a radius of hundreds of miles under the ferries seemed to be stuck in the middle of the night. This was the reason why the Great Li Cavalry was able to move south quickly.
The reason is that the construction of every huge ferry is equivalent to cutting off a large piece of flesh from the Dali imperial court and the Song emperor. Not only that, the Dali Song family also owes the main lineage of the Mo family, merchants and other Chinese people.
The big boss has a large foreign debt, and the Li cavalry scraped the ground three feet on the way south. It is a secret repayment of the debt. As for when the debt can be paid off, it is hard to say.
The Mohist ranger named Xu Ruo should not be underestimated.
Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Beiju Luzhou, has already left for his return. There is no point in staying in Aquarius Continent. Moreover, I heard that this Heavenly Lord is suspected of having a fire in his backyard. If he does not return to Beiju Luzhou, it will be a joke.
The rest seem to be dispensable existences. After death, the spiritual energy returns to the world. When alive, they are just mountain thieves who know some magic skills, and misers who eat but don't spit them out.
Qi Zhen, the Heavenly Lord of the Shen Gao Sect, couldn't even keep a disciple of the sect like He Xiaoliang who was blessed with such deep blessings. Wouldn't it be wrong to break her limbs and keep her in the Shen Gao Sect as a cornucopia?
The Lower Sect Zhenjing Sect, which moved from Yugui Sect, became very popular after annexing Shujian Lake in one go. However, Jiang Shangzhen was very good at conducting himself, and the dignified sect leader was actually willing to keep his tail between his legs. Any conflicts between the disciples of the sect and the outside world would arise.
Regardless of the reason, it was all my own fault. The family at the Zushi Hall was there to serve me, and several times I helped the enemy sects and took the initiative to kill them, which saved me a lot of trouble and hidden dangers.
Liu Laocheng, a wild cultivator from Gongliu Island, is at the Jade Pu realm, and Liu Zhimao, the True Lord of Jiejiang, has also broken through, becoming the second wild cultivator to reach the fifth realm. Of course, they are now considered genealogy masters of Zhenjing Sect.
The childish-looking old patriarch of Fengxue Temple has not left the mountain for hundreds of years, but he showed his face once during the fight between Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden.
A certain female monk on the other side of Zhenwu Mountain is even more silent than the ancestor of Fengxue Temple, who is also the ancestral home of the Aquarius Continent military family. However, many of her disciples have been very active in the Great Li border army.
The head of the Yunlin Jiang family who has been hiding behind the scenes.
The first deity in the history of Aquarius Island to reach the upper five realms is Wei Bo from Piyun Mountain.
The sword cultivator of the Upper Fifth Realm from the Zhu Ying Dynasty who has not shown up yet, whether he died in seclusion or chose to continue to endure.
As for the storyteller from the Sui Dynasty, he is now a prisoner in Piyun Mountain, protecting a prince of the Gao family. It’s not like Ma Kuxuan looks down on this old guy. Apart from a Jade Pu realm, what else is left?
Finally, Ma Kuxuan thought of the mud-legged man in Mud Bottle Lane.
Ma Kuxuan opened his eyes on the horse, intertwined his fingers, and pressed down gently. He felt a little funny. After leaving the town, it seemed that all the peers he met were trash, but this guy from his hometown was the one.
A real opponent who can excite him.
I don’t know if I need to fight with all my strength next time.
Probably still not used.
This is a bit boring.
Ma Kuxuan closed his eyes again and began to think about the proud son of Heaven in the Middle Earth Divine Continent.
As for the maid behind her, one day she will sadly realize that, without realizing it, she has no desire for revenge. Instead, one day, she will truly feel that staying by Ma Kuxuan's side is the only stability in the world.
At that moment, it was time for her to die.
Ma Kuxuan will also leave a part of her soul and memory. With some lost secret techniques that even the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain cannot master, he can follow those clues to find her reincarnation. When the time comes, he will return her memory.
Let her never be freed from birth to life, reincarnated as a human again and again, and her life would be worse than death.
That Chen Pingan will only be worse off than her if he dares to take revenge.
But before Chen Pingan seeks revenge, he, Ma Kuxuan, will not do anything more. After all, it was their Ma family who was at fault.
No matter how ruthless Ma Kuxuan was, he would not kill innocent people indiscriminately. It was just that there were many people in the world who wanted to die. By chance, he Ma Kuxuan was offended, so he just helped him get away.
On Luolu Mountain, Pei Qian had prepared all her belongings early in the morning. She was about to go on a long trip!
Because the old man told her yesterday, "Carry the small bamboo box and bring the hiking poles. Go to your hometown and go on a study tour together. Don't worry, just think of it as relaxing with me and practicing boxing. We will talk about it later."
At that time, Pei Qian just shouted, "Old Cui, have you had enough to eat today?" Then he pushed open the bamboo door on the second floor, determined to have another meal.
Anyway, if you don't say one or two heroic words, you will be beaten, so you might as well take advantage of it and think that you have earned a few copper coins in vain.
As a result, the old man, who was wearing a blue shirt and not even bare feet, said this.
Pei Qian was still a little uncomfortable, and then he replied, "The old cook is gone, but there is still Nuanshu girl on the mountain to take care of our food. Besides, I didn't snatch your bowl at the dinner table, right?"
"
Cui Cheng almost couldn't help but give this girl another solid punch.
In recent days, Cui Cheng has often appeared and served dinner.
Cui Cheng only said one sentence, "Go downstairs and cool off."
Pei Qian's eyes turned rapidly, and he hesitated for a long time. Then he swaggered out of the bamboo building, stood in the corridor, put his hands on his hips, and shouted: "Zhou Mili!"
The little girl in black sitting on the stairs on the first floor immediately ran to the open space and asked, "Why didn't you hear any howling today?"
Pei Qian raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms across his chest, and sneered: "What do you think? After entering the second floor, there is no winner or loser. Do you think I can come out?"
Zhou Mili wrinkled his face, thinking hard about the problem, and finally asked: "Did we put laxatives in that bowl of rice? Why didn't I know in advance? This kind of thing should not be left to Nuan Shu. I am Luo Luo Shan You
It’s up to me to be the protector..."
Pei Qian jumped off the second floor and landed next to Zhou Mili. Lightning took action, held down the head of this ignorant little fool, and twisted his wrist, causing Zhou Mili to start spinning on the spot.
Later, Zhou Mili found it interesting and started running in place.
Pei Qian stretched out his fingers and shouted softly: "Definitely!"
Pei Qian raised his fingers in front of his body, made a gesture with his other hand to make his Dantian sink, and nodded: "My Immortal Body Holding Technique is really amazing, even the big water monster in Mute Lake can't dodge it."
Zhou Mili still didn't dare to move, his eyes were bright.
Pei Qian was quite satisfied and threw his fingers at her, "Move!"
Zhou Mili quickly clapped his hands and said happily: "It's amazing, I couldn't move just now."
That day, Pei Qian and Zhou Mili went to play with Chen Ruchu again. The three girls gathered together and chattered, just like the countless peach blossoms in the mountains, with orioles on the flowers.
Then the day passed by in a flash.
Early this morning, not only Chen Ruchu and Zhou Mili arrived, but also Zheng Dafeng, and Chen Lingjun.
Zheng Dafeng had no expression on his face.
No wonder Zheng Dafeng couldn't stop him.
Chen Lingjun glanced at the old man Cui Cheng, then looked no further and walked to the cliffside to be alone in a daze.
Cui Cheng said to Zheng Dafeng: "Tell Zhu Lian not to have half of the martial arts luck. It's very good."
Zheng Dafeng held a tung leaf umbrella and said with a playful smile: "If the old cook doesn't want it, just give it to me."
Cui Cheng kicked him away, but Zheng Dafeng was able to avoid it easily even with his staggering steps.
Pei Qian showed off the long-lost swords and swords on his waist, including bamboo knives and bamboo swords.
There are also people holding hiking poles and carrying small bamboo boxes on their backs.
Today the old man is also wearing a Confucian shirt.
It's not that Pei Qian has never seen the old man dressed like this before, it's just that he feels it's particularly strange today.
Cui Cheng smiled and said: "I don't know, I am also a scholar. I was quite knowledgeable in my early years. I am one of the most talented scholars in Aquarius Continent."
Pei Qian said: "Did you count it yourself?"
Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Oh?"
Pei Qian immediately said loudly: "Probably not! It is definitely a fact recognized by everyone on the Aquarius Island."
Zheng Dafeng sighed in his heart, "The location has been chosen. According to the senior's wishes, we will start from a wilderness and deep mountain in the far west of Nanyuan Kingdom."
Cui Cheng nodded and turned to look at Pei Qian, "Are you ready?"
Pei Qian nodded vigorously, tightened his grip on the hiking pole in his hand, and said with a trembling voice: "It's all right!"
In the end, the old man and the young child seemed to be flying through the clouds and landed on the top of an inaccessible mountain.
Pei Qian's face turned pale.
Cui Cheng chuckled softly and said, "When you finish this journey, you won't be so scared anymore. Trust me."
Pei Qian stabbed the hiking stick in his hand heavily on the ground and sneered: "I'm afraid of a hammer!"
Cui Cheng looked into the distance and said, "Then please put away the talisman in your sleeve."
Pei Qian fluttered one sleeve and pretended not to hear anything.
The two of them hiked down the mountain together.
Pei Qian was a little uneasy at first, but as she was used to walking on mountain roads, as she walked, she felt that there was really nothing to be afraid of, at least for the time being.
It is still far away from the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom. What is under our feet now is just the barbarian land that used to be the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, and it is not considered the real territory of Nanyuan Kingdom.
That evening, Pei Qian was already familiar with cooking a small pot of fish soup and rice.
There was a river at the foot of the mountain. Pei Qian cut a bamboo pole by himself, tied it with a fishing line and fishhook, then threw the pole into the water and squatted quietly by the river. The fish completely bit the hook, suddenly pulled it up, and landed.
Cui Cheng had a headache when he looked at that thick fishing rod. This can be called fishing or fishing, right?
But when he was drinking fish soup from a big bowl, the old man sitting cross-legged didn't care about it. It was a bit salty. When the black girl asked him how it tasted, the old man said it was okay without conscience.
Pei Qian spooned fish soup for himself to eat with rice. It was delicious. With fish soup, the thief would eat!
Pei Qian squatted on the ground and swayed his shoulders. The little girl was very happy.
The old man is too lazy to say that sitting means sitting, and eating means eating.
He is not that Chen Pingan.
If Chen Ping'an dares to talk about these trivial matters in the future, the old man feels that he might not be able to help but scold him. What's so great about being a master? How big is Pei Yatou's character when he is in charge of things?
Just thinking of this, the old man laughed at himself and whispered to Pei Qian: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
Pei Qian groaned and began to chew slowly.
After putting away the bowls, chopsticks and pottery pots for cooking soup, Pei Qian took out the kettle and washed the handle. Then he sorted the various objects into categories and placed them neatly in a small bamboo box. He took out pens, paper and ink and used the small bamboo box as a writing desk.
Start copying books seriously.
Cui Cheng sat aside and said with a smile: "When you get here, you don't have to copy the books. If Master blames you later, just say I agreed."
After Pei Qian meticulously copied the entire sentence, he turned around and glared: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Cui Cheng waved his hand.
After Pei Qian finished copying the book, it was already dark, so she carefully put away all the items.
In fact, for Pei Qian, seeing at night is as simple as drinking water and eating.
Seeing that old man Cui was taking a nap, Pei Qian held a hiking pole and tiptoed to the top of the mountain to practice his crazy sword skills.
Cui Cheng smiled and asked: "Since it's swordsmanship, why don't you use the bamboo sword on your waist?"
Pei Qian stopped his swordsmanship and replied loudly: "Learn from Master. Master will not use the sword easily. You don't understand. Of course I don't understand either. Anyway, just follow the instructions."
Cui Cheng asked: "What if your master is wrong?"
Pei Qian continued to practice this set of crazy swordsmanship, whistling like the wind, so that her words seemed a bit intermittent in the ears of ordinary warriors. Fortunately, Cui Cheng heard clearly and heard clearly, "Master is here with me.
How can I teach the wrong disciples? I won’t make a mistake, and I will never do it in this life. Anyway, if I make a mistake, I think it’s right. None of you can care about it.”
Cui Cheng smiled, stopped talking, and began to close his eyes to rest.
Around midnight, Cui Cheng woke up Pei Qian. Pei Qian rubbed his eyes and didn't complain about anything.
Traveling day and night, traveling through mountains and rivers, what's so strange about it.
When going down the mountain, Pei Qian was carrying an unusual fishing rod on his back.
Cui Cheng asked: "Aren't you tired?"
Pei Qian seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and said pitifully: "I'm tired."
Cui Cheng then said: "Don't think about me carrying the fishing rod for you, I can't afford to be embarrassed."
Pei Qian sighed and asked Cui Cheng to wait for a moment. He picked up the fishing line, put it away together with the hook, and put it back into a small package in the bamboo box. After putting the bamboo box on his back again, he grabbed the fishing rod and gently
He shouted: "Let's go!"
The fishing rod was nailed straight into a big tree in the distance.
For breakfast and dinner the next day, I still cooked fish soup and rice because I was walking along the river.
Cui Cheng sipped the fish soup and said, "If we walk along the river, we will eat this every day?"
Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "I'll be satisfied if I have something to eat. Why bother making any more noise?"
Pei Qian finally hummed and said: "You don't know that when I traveled around the world with Master, it was just me and Master. Without the old cook, they would have nothing to do. At that time, it was just hard work. Master was tested at that time
As for me, I have not been officially accepted as the founding disciple. Master is very good at fishing, but I am not good at it. One time I was really hungry and Master didn’t ask me to come over to eat. What do you think I came up with?
"
Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Please, Chen Ping'an, give you a bite of rice?"
Pei Qian sneered and said: "Shit, I went to a river with turbid water. The water is not deep. Come to half my waist. With a plop, I plunged in with a sudden force. Then I stretched out my arm and dug on the stone.
I poked into the gap, and after a while, I caught a big fish for me, a big catfish about as long as my arm. It was very fierce, and it would not let go when it bit people. I quickly surfaced, ran ashore, and swung it.
He raised his arm and shook it hard several times before smashing the big catfish to the ground!"
Pei Qian was a little proud when he said this, "Master was dumbfounded and gave me a thumbs up and full of praise!"
Cui Cheng laughed and said: "It's a lot of nonsense."
Pei Qian immediately relaxed his shoulders and said, "Okay, Master did not give me a thumbs up, nor did he say anything nice about me, he just glanced at me."
In fact, that time, the Heitan girl was so angry that she hid her injured arm behind her back and stared at Chen Pingan fiercely.
At this moment, Pei Qian quickly swore to the old man: "I really caught that big catfish..."
At this point, worried that Cui Cheng wouldn't believe it, Pei Qianma Liu'er rolled up his sleeves. As a result, he was very annoyed and sighed, "I forgot that there was no trace of it a long time ago."
Pei Qian soon had a smile on his face, "Thanks to my master, I grabbed a handful of herbs, threw them in front of me, mashed them up and applied them on my arms. It didn't hurt at all. Do you think it's strange?"
It doesn’t work? You don’t understand, right?”
Cui Cheng smiled and nodded.
after that.
Pei Qian would still copy books every day and practice his crazy sword skills from time to time.
Cui Cheng just took Pei Qian and drove slowly.
That day, watching Pei Qian using stones to float water, the old man asked casually: "Pei Qian, what is the saddest thing you have ever heard in your life?"
Pei Qian deliberately didn't hear it.
The old man asked again.
Pei Qian squatted by the water and said slowly: "Only twice. Once was at the border inn of Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou. The master didn't actually say anything, but the master just looked at me, which made me sad."
"Later, there was a sentence said by the big white goose. He asked me if I would only practice boxing after my master died. It was also sad and made people unable to sleep."
Cui Cheng said nothing more.
Pei Qian, who seems to have become carefree soon, has already picked two unknown grasses by the river and is playing with the grass that is the favorite of children in the countryside.
The mountains and rivers are far away, and we gradually reach the place where there are people.
Cui Cheng still took Pei Qian to the scenic place with beautiful mountains and rivers. On a cliff, the old man put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "What a rock wall embroidered with iron flowers, murderous and silent."
Pei Qian hummed and nodded slightly, as if he understood completely.
Cui Cheng turned around and said with a smile: "I'm used to trekking through mountains and rivers with both feet on the ground. Next, let's do a real trek over mountains and ridges? Do you dare?"
Pei Qian put a talisman on his forehead and said boldly: "People in the world, only if they can't, don't dare!"
Cui Cheng did not ride the wind and swim far away, but climbed up the wall, followed by Pei Qian who followed the same pattern.
When we reached the top of the mountain, we were at least ten miles away from the green mountains in the distance.
Cui Cheng smiled and said: "Hold on to the hiking pole and the bamboo box."
Before Pei Qian could ask anything, the old man grabbed his shoulder and shouted with a smile, "Let's go!"
Pei Qian, who was like a fairy on the mountain controlling the clouds and mist, was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold at first, but he soon got used to it, and with a whoosh, he started playing with the dog paddle. Looking down, he saw mountains and rivers winding beneath his feet.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
When he was about to hit the green mountain on the opposite side, Pei Qian adjusted his breathing slightly, stretched his body in the air, changed his posture, slightly changed his trajectory, stepped on a towering tree with his feet, his knees instantly bent, and he curled up
, the whole big tree was broken by her step. When the broken tree hit the ground, Pei Qian tapped lightly with his toes and floated to the ground. Cui Cheng was already standing beside her and said: "Who can reach the top earlier."
Pei Qian ran like a wisp of smoke, but Cui Cheng just kept a distance of five or six feet from Pei Qian, so he could see him and couldn't catch up.
One old and one young, they walked in a straight line on the mountain road that followed. When there was no way to go, Cui Cheng threw out Pei Qian.
In the end, Pei Qian could even show off his crazy sword skills in the clouds and mist.
One day when the moon and stars were dim, the two of them landed at the foot of the famous Huashan Mountain in Nanyuan Kingdom.
Pei Qian blinked and said eagerly: "Throw me up?"
Cui Cheng smiled and said: "It's time to walk. Scholars should respect the mountains."
Pei Qian nodded, "That's right."
The mountainous land of Nanyuan Kingdom naturally has no truly miraculous and miraculous people in its past history. As for the legendary deeds in official and wild history, there may be no shortage of them.
But it's hard to say now.
Cui Cheng took Pei Qian to climb the mountain. As they walked on the steps, Pei Qian was leaning on a small bamboo box, tapping the steps lightly with his hiking pole, and said with a smile: "It looks a bit like the steps of our Luolu Mountain."
Cui Cheng said: "Every scenery in the world is similar if you don't look carefully."
Pei Qian nodded and decided to write down this sentence silently so that he could show it off in the future to fool that little fool Zhou Mili.
Cui Cheng climbed the mountain slowly, looked around, and recited a poem, "Thousands of mountains are covered with scales, thousands of valleys are filled with pines and waves, and strange events stun a centenarian."
Pei Qian nodded and said: "What a poem!"
Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Do you understand?"
Pei Qian grinned and said, "I said it for Master."
Cui Cheng laughed heartily.
When they arrived at the top of the mountain, there was a Taoist temple with a closed door. Cui Cheng did not knock on the door, but just took Pei Qian for a walk and looked at some inscriptions and cliff carvings. Cui Cheng looked into the distance and said with emotion: "The sages once said that people's
The destiny of the country lies in the vitality, the destiny of the country lies in the heart of the people, sincerity is what you say, what you say is sincerity..."
Pei Qian turned to look at the old man, and finally remembered that the old man said that he was a scholar.
It was rare for the two of them to hike down the mountain. As they went further down, there were rural picnics, markets and towns, and post roads and official roads.
I met a lot of people along the way, from all walks of life, and most of them passed by each other without incident.
That day, the two of them were at a roadside tea stall, and Pei Qian paid for two large bowls of herbal tea.
Pei Qian made himself a bamboo hat.
He has a sword on his waist, a small bamboo box on his back, a bamboo hat on his head, and a walking stick placed sideways by the table, which makes him look very funny.
Pei Qian was a little flustered when a group of wealthy businessmen came to the next table. Pei Qian, who was sitting opposite the old man's table, quietly sat on the bench to the side of the old man.
Quickly taking a look at the real people in the world, Pei Qian lowered his voice and asked the old man: "Do you know those things you must have to travel in the world?"
Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Tell me about it."
Pei Qian said softly: "A big bag of gold leaves, a tall horse, a sword that can cut iron like clay, and a well-known nickname in the world. Master said that with these, you will be popular wherever you go in the world.
.”
Pei Qian suddenly felt a little happy, "I don't want anything big in the future. Master promised me that when I go out into the world, he will definitely buy me a little donkey."
Cui Cheng smiled and nodded.
The Jianghu people with swords on their waists were sitting next door. One of them did not sit down immediately, stretched out his hand to press the little girl's bamboo hat, and laughed loudly: "Where did the little Heitan come from? Hey, she is still a little heroine? She is wearing a sword belt
The sword is so majestic."
The man stretched out his hand and pressed Pei Qian's head hard, "Tell me, who did you learn this from?"
Cui Cheng was just drinking tea.
Pei Qian's face turned pale and he said nothing. He slowly raised his head and said timidly: "I learned from my master."
The man in the world smiled and took a step back. He kicked the girl's green bamboo box with her foot and said, "How can you walk around the world and carry a tattered book box on your back?"
Pei Qiangang wanted to ask Cui Cheng for help, but the old man smiled and said, "Solve it yourself."
Pei Qian wiped the sweat from his face, and when he saw that the man was going to kick the bamboo box behind him harder, Pei Qian stood up, moved away, and subconsciously reached out to grab the hiking pole.
Hold it in your hand.
The man stepped on the air and just felt that he had lost face. He was a little embarrassed and became angry. When he saw the scene of the little black charcoal taking something in the air, he began to sweat on his forehead. He tried his best to turn his somewhat unkind face into a kind expression.
Then he bowed his head, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "You have recognized the wrong person, you have recognized the wrong person."
Pei Qian thought for a while and sat back down.
Cui Cheng smiled and asked, "Are you afraid to fight back?"
Pei Qian shook his head and said gloomily: "At first, I was a little afraid that he would break the bamboo box. But after I saw his kick, I was even more afraid that I would punch him through the chest if I was not careful.
"
Cui Cheng asked again: "Why are you afraid of this? Shouldn't the other party be afraid of you?"
Pei Qian still shook his head, "Master said that traveling in the world is not just about grudges and fighting. Being able to hold back your fists when encountering trivial things is the most important thing for a martial arts practitioner."
Cui Cheng smiled.
I don't know whether he was laughing at the little girl's big talk or the small town saying "coming to the door".
Cui Cheng finished the tea in the bowl and said: "You only have a few pennies in your possessions. If you lose a copper coin, of course you will be heartbroken. When you have a lot of fairy money, you will lose a few pennies..."
Pei Qian said resolutely: "We still have to search all over the place!"
Just kidding, there is no reason to lose money and not get it back.
Master said that every copper coin that belongs to one's money bag, if lost, is that poor little homeless person.
Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Pei Qian said strangely: "If you put it another way, I will listen."
Cui Cheng laughed and said: "Old sir, there are times when you have finished your old words and run out of time to explain them."
Pei Qian was a little disappointed, "Think again?"
Cui Cheng shook his head and said, "I don't want to anymore."
The people at the next table didn't drink any tea, so they mounted their horses and drove away.
It seems like it's really urgent.
Cui Cheng took Pei Qian and continued on his way. He looked into the distance and said with a smile: "Catch up with them and say something to them. It can be anything."
Pei Qian hesitated.
Cui Cheng waved his hand.
Pei Qian took a deep breath, held up his bamboo hat, and began to run away. Then he thought carefully about what he should say to appear reasonable and polite. After a while, Pei Qian, who was running faster than a horse, was already chasing him.
Get on that person and ride.
She gradually slowed down her pace, raised her head and said to the man on horseback who looked like he was mourning for his heir: "When traveling in the world, you must be moral!"
I saw that the man looked stupid.
Pei Qian emphasized his tone and asked loudly: "Do you remember?"
The man trembled: "Remember!"
Not only him, but also several of his other friends in the world couldn't help but answer it.
When Pei Qian got the answer, he stopped suddenly and waited for the old man behind him to catch up with him.
After that, Pei Qian and the old man walked through the high city walls of the state city.
I burned incense in various Taoist temples, sold all kinds of delicious food in the market, and visited bookstores in my hometown. Pei returned the money to Sister Baoping and Li Huai bought books. Of course, the friends on Luolu Mountain also bought books for themselves.
He dug into his pocket and prepared gifts, but unfortunately in his hometown of Nanyuan, fairy money didn't work. Looking at the copper coins and silver coins, it felt like he had gone to another family, and Pei Qian still felt a little sad.
When Cui Cheng walked out of the bookstore with Pei Qian, he asked, "Would it be boring to imitate your master's behavior everywhere?"
Pei Qian walked arrogantly on the bustling streets, "Of course not. What's so exciting about living? I can eat and drink enough every day. What else can I do? I used to be a beggar in the capital city of Nanyuan. I was in rags.
Shit, I can't even get in. How pitiful. I can only stick to the wall and pray to the gods and worship the Bodhisattvas as close as possible. The Bodhisattvas can't listen. I should be hungry or grunting, or I should be beaten.
No, it still hurts so much that my intestines are spinning."
Cui Cheng smiled and said: "Don't think so. Didn't the Bodhisattvas hear it in the end and let Chen Ping'an stand in front of you and become your master?"
Pei Qian suddenly stopped, her eyes turned red for a moment, and asked the old man to wait for her. She ran to the temple in the city alone and asked for incense.
There were a lot of kowtows on the futon.
After the two left the city, Cui Cheng said he was heading to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom.
Pei Qian nodded and said nothing.
On the bank of a river not far from the capital.
Cui Cheng sat by the river, and Pei Qian squatted beside him, pouring water and washing his face.
The old man asked: "Are you still afraid of that Cao Qinglang? If you are, we can enter the city later."
Pei Qian remained silent and stared blankly at the other side of the river.
The old man casually picked up a stone, threw it gently into the river, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you are afraid of one person or one thing. But you don't have to be so afraid that you dare not face it. Scholars study, and there are many sages who have said groundbreaking things.
Principle, ordinary younger generations can catch up? Don't we stop learning? Some predecessors took the lead in writing, and later generations can only stare at poems and verses. How can we compare? Don't we stop writing articles? The most fearful thing is,
Since we are on the same road, it is destined to be difficult to avoid in this life, so we deceive ourselves and others and only do the comfortable work that is within reach."
The old man pointed to the distance, "But you have to know what the scene is like over there. Open your eyes and look carefully. Don't be afraid, just hide. Then you will be afraid for the rest of your life."
The old man smiled and said, "I'm not just an outsider making sarcastic remarks."
The old man continued: "When I was studying and studying in the study, my heart was as high as the sky, and I never lost in arguments with others. Later, when I practiced boxing, I was alone, traveling thousands of miles with only my two fists, and this was even more true.
Pursuing, studying is the same as practicing martial arts, it is the one in the book that I will go to even if there are tens of thousands of people."
The old man lamented: "There are no heroes, and Shuzi becomes famous. The saddest thing about this sentence is that it is not that Shuzi became famous, but that there are no heroes. So we should not be afraid of how good others are. If others are good, we can be better. That is
Really grown up.”
"You Pei Qian, one day, you will not only be Chen Pingan's founding disciple, you Pei Qian will be Pei Qian. Of course Chen Pingan is willing to take care of you all the time. He is this kind of person. It is easy to change the country, but hard to change the temperament. Maybe in the future he will
Mind your own business, but those of you who are close to you who have gathered around you are the responsibilities that Chen Pingan will have to shoulder throughout his life. He is not afraid of hardship and enjoys it. For this kind of person, in this kind of matter, you advise him to do more for himself.
If you think about it, it's like a chicken talking to a duck. He will definitely listen to the truth and it will be difficult to change."
The old man stopped talking.
Pei Qian raised his head and said, "Let's go to the capital, I will lead the way!"
An old man and a young man went to the capital city of Nanyuan State. As per the old rules, if there was no customs clearance document, they would climb over the wall quietly.
Anyway, it was Old Man Cui who led her to do it. Even if Master knew about it, he wouldn't be too angry, right?
Entering the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, which Pei Qian was still very familiar with, Pei Qian slowed down.
The old man made no urging.
After walking through Zhuangyuan Lane, passing by the martial arts gym that was still open, and then arriving at the Xinxiang Temple.
Pei Qian has already moved a little faster.
But when Pei Qian was not so scared, the old man stopped at the door of the small temple. No pilgrims came or went.
Pei Qian wanted to follow him in, but Cui Cheng shook his head and said, "You should walk the last part of the journey by yourself."
Pei Qian nodded vigorously, turned around and walked away, walking along a street and heading to the alley alone.
The old man kept looking at the thin figure, smiled, and walked into the temple without burning incense. Finally, he found a quiet corridor and sat there.
Over there in the alley, Pei Qian found that the courtyard door was locked and she was sitting on the steps outside.
After sitting there until dusk, a young man in a green shirt walked into the alley.
Pei Qian stood up and looked at him.
Cao Qinglang walked forward quickly with a smile on his face.
Pei Qian said slowly: "Long time no see, Cao Qinglang."
Cao Qinglang smiled and said: "Hello, Pei Qian."
Then Cao Qinglang opened the door and turned around and asked: "Last time you left in a hurry and didn't have time to ask you how Mr. Chen was doing..."
Pei Qian was a little annoyed and blurted out: "Why do you deserve a beating so much?"
Cao Qinglang burst into laughter.
He was really a little afraid of her.
Pei Qian looked at him.
Cao Qinglang asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Pei Qian strode into the courtyard and picked the familiar little bench, "Cao Qinglang, let me tell you something!"
Cao Qinglang smiled and sat down.
Two small benches, two young old friends.
In the corridor of Xinxiang Temple, Cui Cheng closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time, as if he had been waiting for the reunion in the alley and wanted to know the answer before he could rest assured.
But Cui Cheng looked increasingly tired, and after Pei Qian left, he could no longer hide his old look.
During this period, a monk approached, but Cui Chengdu just smiled and shook his head. The monk smiled, clasped his hands together, lowered his head and turned to leave.
Cui Cheng had been sitting cross-legged on the spot, as if he had finally let go of his worries. He folded his hands lightly, his eyes were in a trance, and he was silent for a long time. He gently closed his eyes and murmured: "There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to say it."