The wind is clear and the moon is bright, the moon is falling and the sun is rising, day and night change. Fortunately, there is still a spring breeze in the world.
The two Luopo Mountain disciples didn't sleep all night, so they just sat on the wall and chatted. They didn't know where they could find so much to talk about. Fortunately, a Qi practitioner who once almost fell to the bottom is now on his way again.
On the road to the top of the mountain, and not just halfway up the mountain, the road to eternal life is long and the road to heaven is difficult. Others walk, and some run. If you can ride a horse and ride away, you are a real genius. The other man is taller and his skin is no longer
For such a black girl, breaking through the realm of martial arts is like eating melon seeds. Even after chatting all night, she is still in high spirits and not tired at all.
Cui Dongshan stood up on the wall and said that the ancient god towered over all the mountains in the world, held a long whip, and could drive the mountains to move thousands of miles.
Another god reached out and held it up, and there was a scene of a bright moon rising over the sea.
There are also gods who run tirelessly between heaven and earth. The gods do not appear physically. They only carry the sun on their shoulders, without any cover. When they run close to the world, the sun will be high at noon. If they run far away, it will be the sunset in the west.
A gloomy scene.
Anyway, Pei Qian's left ear goes in and the right ear comes out, and the big white goose is talking nonsense. It's not the master's speech. It doesn't matter whether she listens or remembers it. So Pei Qian actually likes talking to the big white goose, and the big white goose always has something to say.
There are endless weird things to say and endless stories to tell. The key is that even if you have heard it, it doesn’t matter if you forget it. The big white goose never supervises her homework, which is much better than the old cook. The old cook is very annoying.
Knowing that she was diligent in copying books and had never been in debt, she still asked every day, why ask, if she had so much free time, wouldn't it be good to stew an extra pot of spring bamboo shoots and bacon, and cook an extra plate of cress and parsley?
When Pei Qian thought of this, he wiped his saliva. In addition to these special dishes, there was also the old cook's deep-fried dried stream fish, which was really a masterpiece.
Before going on this long trip, she made a special trip to the stream with millet grains and grabbed a large basket. Then Pei Qian stared at the old cook in the kitchen and asked him to use snacks. He must give full play to his 120% skill.
This skill was brought to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the master. If the taste was bad, it would be outrageous. In the end, Zhu Lian almost didn't use the six-step walking pile and the monkey boxing just for this fried dried fish.
This made Pei Qian satisfied. Later, they ate in their hometown. At first, Pei Qian wanted to carry it on her back in the package and take it all the way to Daixuan Mountain. However, the journey was far away and she was worried that she would not be able to let it go. Once she arrived at the ferry at Laolongcheng, she saw Feng Chen
When Cui Dongshan arrived, the first thing he did was to ask the big white goose to hide his little heart in something close at hand. To this end, he made a deal with the big white goose. Those golden dried fish were 10%.
His, and then along the way, Pei Qian changed his ways and ate up his 10% with Cui Dongshan. It was crunchy and delicious. Old Master Zhong and Cao Xiaomutou seemed to be greedy. Pei Qian had
The next time I asked the old man if he wanted to try it, the old man was thin-skinned and said no with a smile. Then Pei Qian would just take it as Cao Qinglang and don't use it either.
The cooking skills of her old cook are really nothing to say. She has to give her a thumbs up sincerely. But sometimes Pei Qian will pity the old cook. After all, he is old and there is nothing he can do about getting old and ugly. His chess skills are also not good.
She is not very tall, and she is not very good at saying nice things, so thanks to this skill, otherwise in Luo Luo Shan, where everyone has something to do, I would probably have to rely on her help and support.
But if you do this kind of thing for a long time, it won't work. In the end, people will still look down on you. Just like Master said, if a person doesn't have any real ability, then he just wears new clothes and a high hat.
It will make people look down upon you. Even if others praise you to your face, it will only be viewed as a joke behind your back. On the contrary, those farmers, shopkeepers, and long kiln workers make a living by relying on their skills. Whether their life is good or bad, in the end
He won't let people poke his back. So Pei Qian was very worried that the old cook walked too gracefully, and he imitated the young Chen Lingjun. He was worried that the old cook would be praised by the Taoist gods from the nearby mountains, and he would not know his surname, so he named his master
These words were told to Zhu Lian exactly as they were. Of course, Pei Qian kept his teachings in mind. His master also said that when you reason with others, you don’t just have to be reasonable yourself. You also have to look at the customs, the atmosphere, the timing, and your own tone.
and mentality, so as soon as Pei Qian thought about it, he called the loyal right protector and came up with an extremely beautiful Knocking Mountain Zhenhu. Xiaomi Li'er just nodded and accepted it humbly. Afterwards, she could record it in Pei Qian's merit book.
After listening to it, the old cook felt a lot of emotion and benefited a lot. He said that she had grown up, and Pei Qian knew that the old cook must have listened and was quite pleased.
Cui Dongshan walked slowly on the top of the small wall. It was the six-step walking pile. Pei Qian felt that the big white goose couldn't walk well, and it was just a flashy showpiece when it swayed here and there. But the big white goose didn't learn from his master.
It doesn't matter if it's boxing, otherwise Pei Qian would really have to recite a few words about boxing from him. Once you do some things, you can't be careless, and you can't do it if you don't take it seriously.
Cui Dongshan walked back and forth on the narrow wall and muttered to himself: "According to legend, ancient Taoist monks could enter dreams and see the true spirit with sincerity. The three lights circulate, the sun and the moon revolve around, the direction of the heart, the direction of the stars, the vast gods
The light, forgetting the opportunity to cleverly shine on all the bones, I have a pot hole in the sky on my sleeves, let me control the wind and clouds in the sea, and be free with the heaven and the earth. There is a general meaning in this sentence, all laws return to the source, come to me, and take a word from the poem, the gods have not been here since ancient times.
Collect money. Pedestrians on the road move forward. Life and longevity are as fleeting as morning dew. Life and death are vast and there is no immortality. There is only the door of cultivation, the family tradition of Taoism. There are gods and immortals above the head. The night is vast and boundless, and there are people sleeping under the underworld.
, never sleeps for thousands of years, there is a half-dead man in the middle, who lives forever and has nothing to do, but lowers his head and plows the fields of blessing for the world."
Pei Qian asked: "My master taught you?"
Cui Dongshan stopped his fists and slapped his forehead with his palms, not wanting to speak.
Pei Qian said regretfully: "If it wasn't what Master said, then it would be bad."
Cui Dongshan stood on his own as a golden rooster, stretched out his two fingers together, made an awkward posture, and pointed at Pei Qian, "Ding!"
Pei Qian suddenly stopped moving.
Then Pei Qian snorted coldly, his shoulders shook, and the punches flowed out, as if the "immortal magical power" was broken up, and he immediately returned to normal. Pei Qian crossed his arms across his chest and said, "It's a small trick, but it makes people laugh."
Cui Dongshan pretended to be surprised, took two steps back, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you... who are you? Where did you come from? Why can you break through my magical powers at such a young age?!"
Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "There are no outsiders at the moment. Who can we show it to? How about we save some energy? It's almost done."
Cui Dongshan sat back next to Pei Qian and said softly: "If you want to succeed without leaving any traces, you must not practice and practice? It's like the secret skill of our gatekeeper in Luolu Mountain, Shaking the Mountain Fist. If you don't hit it hundreds of thousands or millions of times, you can't do it."
effort?"
Pei Qian sneered and said, "Two different things. Master said that when you go out, travel around the world, be kind to others, and be sincere!"
As soon as Pei Qian moved out her master and her husband, Cui Dongshan, there was nothing she could do. If she talked too much, he would be easily beaten.
But Pei Qian quickly whispered: "You two masters will no longer be able to see us, so practice hard again. Because master also said, no matter on the mountain or in the rivers and lakes, you must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others."
Showing the enemy weakness can help save one's life. Showing the enemy strength can save trouble."
Cui Dongshan nodded, deeply convinced.
There are not many other things in Luolu Mountain, but there are many truths.
In the early morning, two wives, Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang, one old and one young, were unstoppable. They opened the windows almost at the same time, silently recited the morning reading from the sages on time, sat upright, immersed in it, Pei Qian turned around and curled his lips, pretending to be disdainful.
.Although she looked disapproving and never said anything, in her heart, she still envied that Cao Mutou. When it came to studying, he was indeed a little more like a master than herself, but that was all, so she didn't care.
I don’t even pretend to be different, and my relationship with the words in the sages’ books has never been that good. Every time, I am following an unpleasant flattery, knocking on doors every day and being a guest, as if I am not welcome. They don’t know the time.
This time a smiling face opened the door to welcome guests, but he was too arrogant and irritating.
Only occasionally, maybe three times, did the words on the book finally open up to her sincerity. In the private words of Pei Qian and Zhou Mili, those ink words no longer "died on the battlefield of books".
", but "jumped out of the grave, showed off his power, and scared people to death."
Zhou Mili was startled when he heard this. He frowned and was so frightened that Pei Qian borrowed a talisman for the right protector to put on his forehead. Zhou Mili moved all the treasured romance novels to Nuan that night.
In the tree house, the books were so pitiful that they didn’t even have legs, so they had to help them move to a nest, which confused Nuanshu. However, Nuanshu didn’t say much and helped Zhou Mili look after the books he was reading.
Too many, badly worn books.
Probably as Master said privately, everyone has his or her own book. Some people write books for a lifetime and like to open the book and read it to others.
In order to benefit people, there is only one word "kindness". However, some people never write the word "kindness" in their books, but they are full of kindness. Once you open it, the grass grows and the orioles fly, and the sun shines on the flowers and trees, even if it is
In the middle of winter and hot summer, there is also the lively scene of frost and snow hitting persimmons, which turn red.
After spending a long time with Nuan Shu, Pei Qian felt that there didn't seem to be the word "reject" in Nuan Shu's book.
There were three abnormalities in the words in the book. One was during the trip with the master, and the other two were when Pei Qian was at the most difficult time of feeding fists in Luolu Mountain. He tied a writing brush to his arm with cotton cloth, gritted his teeth and copied the book, feeling confused and dizzy.
When he was half asleep and half awake, he could speak like a swimming fish and arrange his troops. Regarding this matter, I only talked to the master once before. At that time, I had not arrived at Luolu Mountain, so the master didn't say much, and Pei Qian only said a few words.
I'm too lazy to think about it, and I think that probably all scholars who are serious about learning will be in this situation. I have only told it three times, and if I told the master, the master has already ignored it tens of thousands of times, and I have to trap myself and harm myself.
She ate chestnuts at Master's place for nothing. Chestnuts didn't hurt, but they were embarrassing. So Pei Qian made up her mind that as long as Master didn't take the initiative to ask about this trivial matter of melon seeds, she would never take the initiative to ask.
Pei Qian suddenly asked in a low voice: "What state are you in now? That Cao Mudu is difficult to talk to. The last time I saw him just studying every day, he didn't seem to care much about practicing, so I tried to persuade him with a few words and said
Me, you, and him, the three of us are of the same generation, right? I am a boxer and swordsman, and I learned two unique skills from my master in one go. You don’t need to compare with me, there is nothing to compare with.
, right? But you, Cui Dongshan, are already at the Sea Viewing Realm, and Cao Qinglang seems to be barely at the Cave Mansion Realm. How can this be possible? The master is not often around him to teach Taoism, but this is not the Cao Qinglang realm.
The reason for not being high, right? Cao Qinglang is not very motivated. He claims that he will work hard and be attentive, but if I look at it, it still doesn’t work. But I won’t talk about this kind of thing from my master.
Don’t let Cao Qinglang treat a master of martial arts, a peerless swordsman, and a ruthless killer with a villain’s heart. So you really have the sea-viewing realm now, right?”
Cui Dongshan shook his head, "It's not the sea-viewing realm."
Pei Qian clapped his hands with his fist and said, "Is there a cave realm? You should be a part of the middle five realms of gods, right? Forget it, not for the time being, it doesn't matter. You wander around all year round, busy with this and that, and delay your practice.
Realm, it's excusable. At worst, I'll tell Cao Mutou later that you are not in the sea-viewing realm, that's all. I will take care of your face, after all, we are closer."
Cui Dongshan imitated Pei Qian's tone and said with a smile: "Senior Sister is so considerate."
Pei Qian frowned and said, "Sir, please speak up!"
Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands, and his two snow-white sleeves were hanging down like waterfalls. In Pei Qian's eyes, they just looked valuable. These are the master's instructions. Treat the people close to you and don't allow her to peek into the inner lake and other things.
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There once was a golden elixir guest from Chunlupu, Luzhou, Beiju, but he couldn't get out of Cui Dongshan's sleeves. He was detained for a long time, and even with all his magic skills, he was still besieged. In the end, he could only wait to die, and he was alone in the vast world.
, the Taoist heart almost collapsed. Of course, in the end, Jindan monk Song Lanqiao still benefited more, but the mental process during the period must have been uncomfortable.
In Cui Dongshan's eyes, Pei Qian is actually not that young now. Regardless of his height and mind, he is really still a girl in her early teens.
It's just that Pei Qian's gifted vision and profound understanding of certain things are completely different. They are definitely not what a young girl should have at her age.
Just like what I said before about Pei Qian punching too fast, Cui Dongshan would point it out and remind Pei Qian to be like her master, think more and slow down the punch first. It might be awkward at first and delay the martial arts realm.
, but in the long run, it is to one day punch faster or even the fastest, and teach her to truly feel more worthy of the world and the master. Many truths can only be explained to his disciple Pei Qian by Mr. Cui Dongshan, but there are some
It must be someone other than Chen Ping'an who speaks to Pei Qian. It should be neither light nor heavy, step by step, and should not be encouraged or allowed to be disturbed by empty principles.
In fact, Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang were just on a study tour, so they were doing this invisibly.
The reason why everyone treats Pei Qian so seriously is because it is a matter of course and right.
Why?
In the final analysis, it is the young mountain owner of Luolu Mountain who cares most.
In addition to this, there is another important reason, that is, Pei Qian's own actions and changes are worthy of the expectations and hopes that everyone has carefully hidden.
On Luolu Mountain, everyone preaches and protects the Way.
The young mountain owner has a family tradition.
But in the future, Luo Lo Mountain may not be so perfect. There will be more and more names on the Luo Lo Mountain ancestral tree, page after page, and then when there are more people, the mind will be confused after all, but at that time, there is no need to worry, presumably
Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang have grown up, and they no longer need their master and husband to shoulder everything and bear everything on their own.
Today, Zhong Qiu, Cao Qinglang, Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian did not go to Daoxuan Mountain together. They separated and went to their own places.
Cui Dongshan secretly gave Zhongqiu a Grain Rain coin, which he borrowed. It was not a problem to stump a hero with a penny after all, not to mention that Zhongqiu was a literary saint and martial master in the Lotus Root Blessed Land, and now he is actually worshiped by Luoposhan.
.Zhongqiu is not a sour scholar. He governs Nanyuan Kingdom and is prosperous. If the blessed land had not been divided into four by the old Taoists, Nanyuan Kingdom has actually already had the general trend of unifying the four countries in the world. Zhongqiu not only did not refuse, but even followed him.
Cui Dongshan borrowed two grain rain coins.
Cui Dongshan accompanies Pei Qian and goes straight to Lingzhi Zhai. As a result, Pei Qian looks sad and miserable. Those treasures are dazzling and genuine. She likes them all. She only likes them very much and likes them a lot. But she doesn't buy them at all.
I can't afford it. Even after Pei Qian visited the upstairs and downstairs of Lingzhi Zhai, he still couldn't find a gift that he could buy with his own money. It's just that Pei Qian didn't find a gift until he was sick and walked out of Lingzhi Zhai.
He didn't borrow money from Cui Dongshan, and Cui Dongshan didn't ask for a loan either. The two of them went to the shop street at the foot of the mountain on the other side of Elk Cliff.
Pei Qian suddenly felt like a fish in water, and he was very happy. There were many things here, and the prices were not expensive. There were just a few items worth spending money on, and there were so many items that it was dazzling to choose from.
She weighed her money bag and felt confident. When she walked, she smiled broadly. It meant there were so many people here, otherwise she wouldn't be able to express her happiness without using a crazy sword technique.
The streets were bustling with people. Most of them were female monks who had traveled here from Haoran World. Pei Qian was amazed by their unique buns and clothes. There were women with two buns as tall as green mountains and rhinoceros horns combing the fence.
The skirt is loose and the sleeves are like flowing clouds. Even the woman who is not very beautiful still looks graceful. And the woman with her black hair tied up in a bun and her pearls and green flowers clustered like flowers and trees makes Pei Qian envious.
There is a small mountain of gold and silver on top of my brain.
How come there are only so many people in the world who are as rich as me?
In the end, Pei Qian chose two gifts. One was for his master. It was a writing brush said to be the famous "Zhong Family Style" in the Divine Continent of China. It was specially designed to write in small regular script. The pen barrel was also engraved with the words "Ancient style, clever style".
"Dense in shape, boundless in depth." A line of tiny seal scripts cost Pei Qian a snow penny, and a large finely crafted celadon pen. In the sea, there were dense clusters of identical small regular script brushes. Just pick one of them.
Pei Qian stood on tiptoes and stared there with wide eyes. It took her a full stick of incense. Cui Dongshan was on the side helping to make suggestions. Pei Qian didn't like to listen to his nagging and only cared about his own choice. It looked so old
The shopkeeper was so happy that he didn't feel bored at all, but found it interesting. There was really no foreigner who came to Daoxuanshan who was short of money. He saw many people who spent a lot of money. It was rare to be as fussy as this charcoal girl.
Another meeting gift, which Pei Qian planned to give to his wife, cost as much as three snowflakes. It was a piece of letter paper with colorful clouds. The colorful clouds were flowing on the letter paper, and the bright moon could be seen occasionally. It was beautiful and lovely.
I got two gifts, a small money bag with mostly secular copper coins, broken silver and golden melon seeds. It was not shriveled at all, but it suddenly seemed like it had lost its backbone. Pei Qian sighed and carefully put it away in his sleeves. What a way, a big jade in the sky.
There are ups and downs in the market, and there are separations and separations with the little money in the pocket. The two things have been difficult to reconcile since ancient times. In fact, there is no need to be too sad. But Pei Qian didn't know that the big white goose on the side who didn't help at all was also on the two sides.
She bought some random items from a shop, and secretly exchanged the few snow coins she took out of her purse with the shopkeeper.
Those who practice Taoism, eat rosy clouds, drink dew, cut bones and cleanse marrow, the more they attain Taoism, the more beautiful they become.
It's just that for a handsome young man like Cui Dongshan, no matter where he goes, it's like being in a fairy cave, with orchids and jade trees growing in the garden, which is still an extremely rare sight.
Therefore, a lot of attention was paid to him along the way, and for many gods on the mountain, the etiquette and laws that restrict ordinary people are nothing to them. There is a group of female Qi practitioners with heavy protection, and Cui
Dongshan passed by, looked back with a smile, turned around and walked a few steps, then looked back again. The more he looked, the more excited he became, so he simply turned around and quickly approached the young man, wanting to reach out and pinch the handsome young man's cheek.
As a result, the young man rolled up his sleeves and the woman disappeared.
The women and subordinates who were accompanying them all panicked. The leading guard was a Nascent Soul monk. He stopped all the junior subordinates who were asking for punishment and came forward in person to apologize. The young man in white with the red mole on his eyebrows smiled and said nothing. He was still the same man holding the fairy
The little dark girl who was refining hiking poles said something, and the boy shook his sleeves, and a woman fell limply to the ground out of thin air on the street. Without even looking at the old Yuanying monk, the boy bent down and stretched out his hand.
, with a smile on his face, patted the woman's cheek, but said nothing, and then continued walking with the little girl.
After walking out a few steps, the young man suddenly swayed and put his hand on his forehead, "Senior Sister, this hand covers the sky and the sun. It is an unprecedented magical power. It consumes too much of my spiritual energy and makes me dizzy. What should I do?"
Pei Qian wiped his forehead and quickly handed the hiking pole to the big white goose, "Then take it easy and walk slowly."
Pei Qian slowed down intentionally or unintentionally.
But when she slowed down, the big white goose also slowed down, so she had to speed up her pace and walk as far away as possible, away from the people behind her.
The young man held a hiking pole and leaned on the ground again and again. He quietly turned his head to look, smiled brightly, and waved to the woman.
The woman with a splitting headache was pale, dizzy, and couldn't utter a word. There was no ripple in the lake of her heart, as if she was directly suppressed by a mountain that happened to cover the entire lake of her heart.
The old Yuanying monk peeked into his young lady's heart for a little while, and was shocked beyond measure. The grudge in his mind that he had previously hesitated about whether to get back to the situation immediately dissipated. Not only that, he spoke again with his heartfelt words, "
I sincerely ask you, senior, to forgive my young lady’s offense.”
The young man did not turn around, but gently pressed the hiking pole on the ground with a slightly stronger force. He smiled at the little Yuanying monk from his heart and said: "This brave woman has good vision. I won't argue with her. Of course you will too."
There is no need to make a fuss and add unnecessary fuss. Judging from your path of cultivation, you should be from the Shanhe Sect of the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth. I just don’t know whether it is the lineage of 'Fatian Guizhen' or the unlucky 'Xiangdi Changliu' lineage. It doesn't matter.
Go back and say hello to your ancestor Qin Zhilan. Don't pretend to be hurt and pretend to be dead in seclusion. Tell her directly that you lost to me three times in a row and hid from me, right? You got an advantage and acted like a good boy, right?
I'm just too lazy to collect debts from her, but this matter is not over today. I won't stop until I pat her pink little face to pieces."
The mountains in the woman's heart lake disappeared in an instant, as if the gods had moved the mountains away. Then the small world of the woman's Qi practitioner returned to clarity, and the heart lake returned to normal.
The old Yuanying monk's heart was trembling, he was complaining endlessly, and he was miserable. He never thought that celebrating a small festival in the Hanging Mountain thousands of miles away from the Middle Earth Divine Continent would actually get him into big trouble for his ancestor.
Is that young man in the Immortal Realm? Ascension Realm?
Old Nascent Soul felt miserable in his heart. Once a monk becomes enemies, especially the group of true gods on the mountain top, it is not a matter of a few years or decades, but a disconnection that lasts for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and the resentment will not stop.
Cui Dongshan turned his head and glanced at the little girl who temporarily lent him a hiking pole. She had sweat on her forehead, her body was tense, and she seemed to be a little guilty between her brows and eyes.
Cui Dongshan laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "Senior sister, you have only been practicing boxing for a long time. Don't worry about me. Like my husband, I am used to walking up and down the mountain. I have my own sense of self-discipline in my words and deeds. I can take care of myself, even if the world collapses."
, Now there is no need for senior sister to be distracted, just immerse yourself in copying books and practicing boxing."
Pei Qian was a little gloomy. He used the martial artist's method of gathering voices into a line and said in a low mood: "But I am Master's first disciple. As a senior sister, I should take care of Nuanshu and Xiaomi Li'er in Luolu Mountain.
After leaving Luopo Mountain, we should show off the courage of our senior sister. Otherwise, practicing martial arts and boxing are not for the purpose of showing off one's own prestige..."
Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Why can't you show off your authority?"
Pei Qian said doubtfully: "I have followed Master through so many mountains and rivers, but Master never plays tricks."
Cui Dongshan shook his head and said with a smile: "Sir, I still hope that you can walk happily and freely on your journey in the world. As long as you don't get involved in big issues, you can allow yourself more freedom. It's best to be amazed and applauded by others along the way.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, this girl's boxing skills are so handsome, I'm so good at it, she's so powerful with swordsmanship, if this heroine doesn't have a master from a high school, she won't be able to fight with the king."
Pei Qian was very happy when he thought of those Jianghu scenes.
But Pei Qian thought of the Sword Qi Great Wall for no reason, so he was a little worried, and asked softly: "After passing the upside-down mountain, there is another world. I heard that there are countless sword cultivators there. Sword cultivators, one is better than the other, they are the most powerful in the world.
Are you a qigong practitioner? Will you bully the master, a foreigner? Although the master has the best boxing skills and swordsmanship, he is only one person after all. If the sword cultivators over there gather in a group, hundreds or thousands of them, swarm up, and then steal from inside.
If there are seven or eight dozens of sword immortals hidden away, Master will not be able to take care of them."
Cui Dongshan was speechless.
No matter who it was, they wouldn't be able to take care of it.
But nowadays, when Pei Qian thinks about everything, it is a good habit to think about the worst-case scenario first. Perhaps this is what she has learned from her husband's words and deeds.
I hope this thing is not just a gradual growth among the green waters and green mountains under the sweet rain in the spring breeze.
It is often a flower that grows out of a mire or a barren land at night. It blooms before dawn or dawn.
Even if it is destroyed by wind and rain, I will bloom again.
The greater real hope is that it cannot bloom or bear fruit. Many people are destined to be just a small grass in life. They must also see the spring breeze and bask in the sun.
There are so many things in the world.
Why not treat it kindly.
After experiencing the little turmoil at the foot of Elk Cliff Mountain, Pei Qian made an excuse to take Cui Dongshan back to the Guanque Inn. He said that he was tired from walking today. The upside-down mountain is worthy of being upside-down. The mountain road is really long and difficult.
Let's go, she has to go back and rest.
Cui Dongshan can't tell this senior sister clearly that he is not in the Sea Viewing Realm or the Cave Mansion Realm, but in fact the Jade Pu Realm, right? He can't say that his current Yu Pu Realm is any better than the sword cultivator Li Tuan from Aquarius Continent in his early years.
Jing's Nascent Soul, now Beiju Luzhou's Zhixuan and Yuan Lingdian's Zhixuan, are even more unreasonable.
The key is that she didn't believe it even if I told it.
Unless the husband said it, the little girl would probably believe it and then lightly say, "Keep up the good work, don't be proud and complacent."
The realm of everyone except Master may not be the real realm in Pei Qian's eyes and heart.
On the way to the Stork Inn, Cui Dongshan let out a sigh and exclaimed: "Sister, there is money on the ground."
Pei Qian looked down, first looked around, then with lightning speed, stepped on the snowy money, and finally squatted on the ground, picking up the money in her hand, even more fluidly than she could punch.
Pei Qian touched the snow flower and said in surprise: "It's the one that left home!"
Cui Dongshan was startled, jumped back, and said with shock on his face: "Is there such a fate in the world?!"
When I arrived at the corner of the alley where the Stork Inn was located, I was focused on looking at the Pei Qian on the ground. I actually picked up a homeless snow coin from the gap in the stone slabs on the street. I never thought that
It's the one who gave it his own name, and it's a great fate.
Then Pei Qian smiled from ear to ear, turned his head and stared at the big white goose, and said with a smile: "Maybe the three of them can reunite as a family before we enter the inn."
Cui Dongshan said: "Is there such a coincidence in the world?"
Pei Qian nodded and said, "Yes, it's just a coincidence."
It's just a pity that after walking through the alleys, there is no money on the ground, no coincidence.
So Pei Qian took Cui Dongshan and walked over and over again. No matter how patient Cui Dongshan was, he could only change his original intention and secretly threw away the snow money he wanted to trick some small fish into eating. Pei Qian squatted on the ground and took out the money.
He took out the money bag, raised the snow dollar high, and said with a smile: "I'm going home."
When he arrived at the inn, Pei Qian lay on the table with the three snowflakes in front of him. He asked Cui Dongshan to take out some golden dried fish from the objects nearby, saying it was to celebrate, but he didn't know whether it fell from the sky or something.
Snow flowers grow on the ground or run home on their own feet.
Cui Dongshan ate small dried fish, but Pei Qian did not.
Cui Dongshan said vaguely: "Senior Sister, you don't want to eat?"
Pei Qian was lying on the table, her cheek resting on her arm. She tilted her head and looked out the window, smiling and saying, "I'm not hungry."
Cui Dongshan changed from gobbling it up to chewing it slowly.
Pei Qian kept looking out the window and said softly: "Except for the seniors in Master's heart, do you know who I am most grateful for?"
Cui Dongshan knew, but shook his head and said he didn't know.
Cui Dongshan even knew that his husband had two "little" regrets hidden in his heart that he had never told anyone.
One of them grew up as a little girl in a red cotton coat, so that's why everyone had that nonsense on the Sui Academy Lake.
One is a little golden man who seems to have left a faraway place and never looked back.
These regrets may last a lifetime, but they don't seem to be something that requires drinking or talking about.
Pei Qian said slowly: "It's Sister Baoping, and the Master Wife who I'm about to see."
Cui Dongshan twisted the dried fish and asked with a smile: "Why?"
Pei Qian said: "I think everyone thinks that it was my master who protected Sister Aoping and they went on a long trip to study, but I know that it was Sister Aoping who accompanied the master when Master first went on a long journey. At that time, Sister Aoping
She was still a little girl, carrying a small green bamboo bookcase and accompanying her young master in straw sandals, and walked through so many green mountains and green waters together, so I particularly like Sister Aquarius."
"Then there is the master's wife that the master likes. If it were not the master's wife, even if the master could still walk a long way, he would still be the best master in the world today, but the master himself would not be so happy after so many years.
The walk is very tiring. How should I put it? Master may have to solve things by himself every time he encounters something. As long as he thinks of a master's wife waiting for him in a place far away, no matter if he is alone,
No matter how far you walk, there seem to be copper coins on the ground that you can pick up one by one. How could Master be unhappy?"
Cui Dongshan suddenly said: "That's it. If senior sister doesn't tell me, I might not know about it in this life."
Pei Qian sat up and nodded: "Don't feel stupid. Apart from Master, I am the brightest and brightest person in Luopo Mountain. Do you know why?"
Cui Dongshan held back his laughter and asked curiously: "I beg Senior Sister to help me clear up my doubts."
Pei Qian stood up, leaned forward, and waved, "Let me tell you secretly."
Cui Dongshan stretched his neck, but Pei Qian hit him on the head with a chestnut. The big white goose had just eaten a few dried fish and rewarded him with a few chestnuts.
Pei Qian sat back down, spread out his hands, made a gesture that made his Dantian angry, and said seriously: "Understood?"
Cui Dongshan glanced at the remaining dried fish on the table, Pei Qian blinked and said: "Eat, feel free to eat, just eat it, just treat it as the rest of the master's life for you as a student, you don't have any conscience,
Just eat more.”
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In the wild world, there is a vast area similar to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth. There is also a towering mountain in the middle, which is higher than all the mountains in the world.
There are no Taoist temples on the mountain, and there is not even a demon clan that Lian Lian Mao practices, because this place has been a forbidden area since ancient times. For thousands of years, those who dare to climb high can only go to the top of the mountain to pay respects if they have reached the fifth realm.
Today, a skinny, rickety old man, dressed in gray clothes, took a new disciple on a mountain climb to meet "himself".
Gradually climbing higher, the old man held the child's young hand with one hand, and the sleeve of the other was swaying wantonly in the strong wind in the sky.
The old man in gray clothes turned around and looked. In the distance, there was an old blind man from a foreigner. He was still driving the golden-armored puppet to move the mountain. The old man shook his head.
The child who was being led raised his head and asked, "Are we going to fight again?"
The old man nodded and said: "Because I was not here before, it was just a small fight, and Chen Qing has been laughing at it for thousands of years."
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The Great Wall of Sword Qi, the casinos and gambling tables, and the business is booming, because on the top of the city, there are about to be two young warriors with a golden body, one of the few in the world, who are going to compete for the second time.
If a woman asks about boxing, of course it is a matter of boxing for a man, and there is no doubt about the outcome.
The second shopkeeper, although he was worse at wine and gambling, his boxing skills were quite acceptable.
Today on top of the city.
Yu Xuanfu, a female martial artist from China, held her breath and concentrated, her fists flowing like a long river.
Dozens of steps away, a young man in a blue shirt with a hosta in his hair not only took off his boots, but also rolled up his sleeves and tightened his trousers for the first time.
Gamblers, big and small, squatting densely on both sides of the city, with swords hovering outside the city. When they saw this scene, they did not hesitate. Everyone bet on three punches, five punches, and at most ten punches to win.
The stupid second shopkeeper wants to defraud us again by relying on true and false gossip and this kind of clumsy deception method? The second shopkeeper is completely in trouble this time, he is still too young!