Chapter 607: The grand master draws the sword, and the younger brother plays chess
In the next two decades, Pei Qian was not happy because Cui Dongshan forced her to leave Ning Mansion and wander around, and there was also Cao Mutou with him.
The three of them walked through the streets and alleys of the city together, took a look at the mirage from a distance, and then headed south. The big white goose also liked to take long detours, passing by the houses where the Sword Immortal lived, and then they went to the top of the city.
Walking on foot, if the master is here, he can crawl, let alone walk. But since the master is not here, Pei Qian hinted him several times to use the talisman boat to ferry and look at the sky and the earth to see more clearly. But Cui Dongshan
He didn't agree, and Cao Qinglang on the side had no interest in it and just acted like a mute, which made Pei Qian feel a little weak.
Cao Qinglang originally planned to practice peacefully at Ning Mansion, just like Mr. Zhong now walks slowly by the martial arts field every day, and can walk for several hours at a time.
But when Cui Dongshan knocked on the door and asked him to go out, Cao Qinglang wanted to refuse. After all, his husband specially selected this place as a place of practice for him, and he could not live up to his intentions.
But Cui Dongshan shook his head, his meaning was obvious. Cao Qinglang thought for a moment and agreed. Cui Dongshan asked him to remember to bring the hiking pole given to him by his husband, so Cao Qinglang took it and accompanied his husband through thousands of journeys.
There are many mountains and rivers, and I have walked through half of Beiju Luzhou. Cui Dongshan also has a hiking pole. It is just an ordinary green bamboo, but it is unusual. Pei Qian’s hiking pole is made of the best material and is the most valuable. Dabai
After Gouda solved the mystery, Pei Qian gave up the plan of carrying the small bamboo box and going out.
On the top of the city, Pei Qian walked on the top of the city near the south. He saw many interesting sword fairies along the way. There were sword fairies walking in colorful clothes. They had swords but did not wear them on their waists. The swords had no sheaths and tassels.
It was extremely long. One end of the sword spike was tied around the waist. The long sword was dragged on the ground. The tip and blade of the sword were rubbing against the ground at the top of the city. The sword energy was flowing and was clearly visible. Pei Qian wanted to see more, but did not dare to look more.
The three of them were walking on a higher ground. Cao Qinglang looked at Cui Dongshan. Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "On this Sword Qi Great Wall, whether it is high or not depends on the sword."
Only then did Cao Qinglang give up the idea of jumping off the city wall and landing on the horse trail.
Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian said with a smile that it would be okay to take a closer look. Sword Immortal’s grace is a scene that is hard to see in the world. Master Sword Immortal will not blame you.
Only then did Pei Qian dare to look at it a few more times.
The colorfully clothed swordsman just lowered his head and meditated. As expected, he didn't care about a little girl looking at him, let alone the three of them walking on a high place.
Cui Dongshan naturally knew about this person's background. Wu Chengpei, a bottleneck swordsman in the Yupu realm, had a flying sword named "Ganlu". Swordsmanship was the most suitable for the final battle. The reason was very simple. There was a lot of blood on the earth.
Wu Chengpei has a withdrawn temperament and looks young, but in fact he is very old. A Taoist monk once had his head crushed by a demon with his hands, opened his mouth wide and swallowed the woman's soul alive.
Later, the big demon was seriously injured on the battlefield, so he hid in a cave in the hinterland of the wild world to recuperate, unable to hide, and never wanted to appear on the battlefield again. Wu Chengpei once wondered whether he should live alone for the rest of his life, or die in a meaningless way.
There was a battle between heaven and man. Later, the big demon was killed, its head was picked up by human hands, and it was thrown at Wu Chengpei's feet. He only smiled and said to Wu Chengpei, dropped by and invited me to drink.
The three of them also met a swordsman who seemed to be fighting with someone with his sword. He was sitting cross-legged, drinking wine, and making sword skills with one hand. The old man's back was facing south and he was facing north. Between the north and south city heads, there was a road.
I don’t know whether it is thunder and lightning or sword light. It is as thick as the mouth of an iron-locked well in Longquan County. The sword light is gorgeous, sparks are flying, and lightning is constantly hitting the horse walk at the top of the city, like thousands of spiritual snakes swimming around.
, and eventually disappeared into the grass.
Pei Qian was afraid and dared not move forward. The old man smiled and said, "You know the rules here. You can pass by if you have wine. Otherwise, you can defeat me with swordsmanship, or you can use your sword to go out of the city and take a detour."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "My husband is the second shopkeeper."
"The upper beam is so crooked, but the lower beam is not crooked at all. It's strange."
The old man immediately said angrily: "Then it will take two jugs of wine!"
Cui Dongshan smiled and threw two bottles of wine at the old swordsman.
The old man's name is Zhao Geyi. The person sitting on the northern city wall confronting Zhao Geyi is Cheng Quan, a Nascent Soul sword cultivator who has fallen from the Jade Pu realm. The two sides are mortal enemies.
In addition to what happened today, when Zhao Geyi pressed forward and clashed with Cheng Quan with their swords, the two old men who were born in the same shabby alley would also exchange insults across a horsewalk.
After drinking, they often spit at each other.
After taking the wine, Sword Immortal Zhao Geyi raised his sword hand slightly, like an immortal carrying a long river, lifting the sword energy that blocked the road. Zhao Geyi said angrily: "For the sake of the wine,"
Cui Dongshan and the others jumped off the city wall and moved forward slowly. Cao Qinglang raised his head and looked at the river above his head where the sword energy was as rich as water. The young man's face was illuminated by the light.
Pei Qian hid next to Cui Dongshan and tugged on the sleeve of the big white goose, "Let's go quickly."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Senior sister, don't embarrass your master."
Pei Qian tightened his grip on the hiking stick in his hand, trembling with fear, and assumed the posture of walking arrogantly and in a panic, except that his hands and feet were slightly stiff.
After crossing the stream overhead and walking far away, Pei Qian, who was frightened to death, kicked the big white goose in the calf.
Although the force was not strong, the big white goose was kicked so hard that he flew into the air and fell to the ground. His body curled up and he rolled around his legs.
Pei Qian and Big White Goose have been friends for a long time, so he didn't worry about this at all, so Pei Qian turned his head to look at Cao Qinglang almost instantly.
Cao Qinglang looked forward, "I didn't see anything."
Pei Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with a smile: "Then did you see the fish in the stream just now? It's not big, just a golden one and a trace of cyan?"
Cao Qinglang shook his head.
Pei Qian twitched and said, "Haha, he is still a Taoist."
Cao Qinglang didn't take it seriously.
Cao Qinglang knew what his qualifications were. Mr. Zhong had already told him exactly why the devil Ding Ying lived in the house near Zhuangyuan Lane, and why he finally chose to sit in Cao Qinglang's home.
The reason was that Ding Ying first guessed that several "cultivation seeds" in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom were the hiding place of the female Grand Master of Jingxinzhai, and he, Cao Qinglang, was one of them.
At that time, the spiritual energy in the world in my hometown was thin. The only person who could be called a true cultivator and become an immortal was Yu Zhenyi, the first person under Ding Ying, the sword-wielding immortal who had returned to youth. But since he could
Being regarded as the seed of spiritual cultivation, Cao Qinglang would not belittle himself, and of course he would not be arrogant. In fact, the Lotus Flower Blessed Land was later divided into four, nectar fell from the sky, and spiritual energy fell like rain on the world. Many of them were originally floating in the long river of time.
The uncertain seeds of spiritual practice begin to take root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit in the soil suitable for spiritual practice.
But as Mr. Lu, who later secretly taught him the magic of the Immortal Family, said personally, having the talent to create a father and mother with God’s grace is only the first step. Standing at the foot of the mountain when you get the opportunity is the second step, and there will be more after that.
There are tens of millions of steps to climb. As long as you walk steadily enough, you can hope to find Chen Ping'an and then have the opportunity to say thank you to him and ask him if Cao Qinglang will be able to walk with him for hundreds of years.
Cui Dongshan glanced at Pei Qian, the nominal senior sister.
Pei Qian can rely on his talent to see people's hearts. Cui Dongshan is more than that. Not only can he see people's hearts, but he also knows the depths of people's hearts that others don't know.
Pei Qian's memory, martial arts practice, and sword energy stopped for eighteen years. Later, when he copied books and saw the righteousness, he was unaware of it, and then he learned to play chess with him on the cross-continental ferry.
Facts have proved that as long as Pei Qian is willing to do something, she can do it better than anyone else. As long as it is something she wants to learn and really wants to find out, she will do it very quickly.
But this is not Pei Qian's greatest ability.
The most powerful thing about Pei Qian is to cut off his thoughts and set up barriers in his mind. He doesn't think too much. "If I don't want to think too much, the thoughts won't come." The most intuitive manifestation is that Pei Qian and his husband met each other back then.
After becoming his master's disciple, especially when he arrived at Luo Po Mountain, Pei Qian's growth began to stagnate. Both his height and his character seemed to be "fixed" there.
He is always short and always looks like a little black boy.
So Pei Qian's carefreeness is truly carefree.
But as long as the road has nothing to do with the pass, Pei Qian's thoughts are often like an astonishing state of unrestricted heaven and earth, traveling thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
A man with a wandering mind cannot be detained or restrained? A person who practices Taoism is trembling with fear, and a frail scholar like him staggers along. The road is full of dangers and obstacles, and there are many bandits hiding nearby. But for Pei Qian, he has no such worries at all.
After practicing boxing, earth-shaking changes immediately occurred. He began to grow up, grow up, and move forward in an indomitable way.
This is obviously another extreme.
This is good, but it also hides a lot of troubles and hidden dangers. Because the "Master Pei Qian" in Pei Qian's mind is just the "disciple Pei Qian" in her master's mind.
Therefore, to a certain extent, Pei Qian's concentration is not true concentration, and Pei Qian's mind is not true.
She walked so fast along the way, like clouds and mist. Above her inner lake, there was only a sky attic that had not yet been grounded.
If it weren't for her master, intentionally or unintentionally, he would have been taking her on foot, through mountains and rivers, each holding a hiking pole and carrying a bamboo box, carefully putting one or two of the simplest principles and simple rules in her "little book box in the heart"
"Inside, Pei Qian will be like a firecracker that will explode at any time. The more he learns boxing in the future, the further he will advance in the martial arts realm, and the more powerful the firecracker will be. One day, there is a high possibility that Pei Qian will explode a
A huge hornet's nest, harmful to others and ourselves.
Nowadays, Pei Qian has changed a lot, so the husband is not even afraid that Pei Qian will make mistakes on her own initiative. Even if she walks alone, the husband is not really worried that she will take the initiative to hurt others. Instead, he is afraid that someone else will make a mistake, and the mistake is really obvious, and then
Pei Qian just couldn't hold it back and used my big mistakes to overwhelm other people's small mistakes. This is the most worrying result.
Sir, preaching to disciples, is this such a simple thing?
The vast world is so complicated, with so many lives and deaths. It is not the urban and rural areas where cocks croak and dogs bark. One day the earth breaks apart, there are rivers and seas that turn upside down, and all kinds of accidents that even Chen Ping'an can hardly decide between good and evil. Once Pei Qian encounters
, how dare Chen Pingan be truly relieved.
My husband has cultivated his mind a lot for this great disciple.
They quickly passed by a group of sword cultivators who were sitting on the ground practicing a hammer sword, and then Pei Qian's sharp eyes saw the wealthy woman from the Middle-earth Divine Continent named Yu Xuanfu, sitting on the road in front of the city.
Zongfu didn't practice his sword, he just sat there chewing pancakes.
Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands, raised his chest, and walked in a arrogant manner, which was no worse than the senior sister's signature posture.
Pei Qian didn't know what Big White Goose was thinking. He must have met so many sword cultivators in one go, and his heart was trembling, so he pretended not to be afraid.
Pei Qian's impression of her was actually not bad, this Yu Xuanfu was quite grand.
The reason is very simple. When Yu Xuanfu failed in Wenquan and was pushed by his master until his head hit the wall, she wasn't angry either.
It would be great if Cen Yuanji and Bai Capital had such a big heart.
The city was wide enough, and Yu Xuanfu didn't even raise his head, just looking at the vast world to the south.
Pei Qian and his party each held hiking sticks and walked past one after another.
Not far from Yu Xuanfu, there was a young man reading a book.
Pei Qian frowned.
Sitting on the futon and listening to the swordsmanship taught by Ku Xia Sword Immortal, Longmen Realm Sword Cultivator Yan Lu glanced at the three people at the top of the city and stopped looking at them.
It is said that he is from Chen Ping'an's group, and he looks exactly like him.
Cui Dongshan glanced at the book in the young man's hand, smiled and nodded, "Very good, he can be considered half of his disciple and grandson."
A bit of a nuisance.
Lin Junbi closed the book, raised his head and smiled at the three of them.
Cui Dongshan smiled back, Pei Qian pretended not to notice, and Cao Qinglang nodded in return.
Cao Qinglang had naturally identified this person. He carved an inscription on the side of the house and briefly talked about two defensive battles. He did not talk about good and evil, but only explained to the three students and disciples the thoughts of the offensive and defensive sides in the battle, and the speed of attack.
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The three of them walked away.
Lin Junbi continued to read the "Caiyun Pu".
On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, although he did not want to break through the realms in one go, so his realm is not high now, he still served as a half-missionary for his companions under the instructions of the Sword Immortal Ku Xia, and he practiced swords here, which is
Yan Lu, Jiang Guancheng and Zhu Mei were the only sword cultivators who had captured the essence of ancient sword intent and were able to stay in the key energy palace. Half of the innate sword embryos, including Yan Lu, Jiang Guancheng and Zhu Mei, had captured the fleeting sword intent.
Yan Lu even captured him more than once, but unfortunately he was not able to keep him. Lin Junbi never revealed the secret. Sword Immortal Ku Xia knew it, but he did not reveal it.
Lin Junbi planned to wait until he collected three rays of the sword spirit left by the ancient sword immortals. If no one succeeded, he would say that he had received a gift to cheer them up, so as not to lose their enthusiasm for practicing swordsmanship.
Whenever the three of them walked to a deserted place, Cui Dongshan would speed up and Pei Qian could keep up, breathing smoothly and with great ease.
Cao Qinglang has been enduring hardship.
Walking on the Sword Qi Great Wall, and having to walk with Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian was like "flying by", which was naturally more torturous than the slow breathing in the Ning Mansion.
Cui Dongshan would occasionally stop and ask Cao Qinglang to sit down and meditate for an hour.
Pei Qian was bored, so she lay on the top of the city, holding her chin and looking towards the south, hoping to see one or two so-called big monsters. Of course, she only needed to see one or two, and there was no need to say hello to each other. There was no relationship, no reason, no hatred.
No regrets. When she returns to Haoran Tianxia and her hometown Luolu Mountain, she can have a good talk with Nuan Shu and Mi Li'er. Tell them about those big monsters and good guys who are standing outside the city wall and talk to them.
She was very close, her big eyes were staring at her, but she was not afraid at all. She had to stretch her neck to see the big demon's head. Finally, she held a hiking stick and performed a set of crazy swordsmanship, attacking it with every force.
It's a pity that after several days of walking along the way, she couldn't see the big monster in the wild world.
Pei Qian was lying on the top of the city and asked Cui Dongshan why the big demon was so timid.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "It's not that there are no great demons, it's that the flying swords of some old sword immortals and great sword immortals can reach farther than what you can see with your eyes."
Pei Qian turned around and asked, "Master uncle must be one of them, right?"
Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and made a face, sitting cross-legged and swaying his body.
Pei Qian said softly: "Master uncle, did he really hit you? I'll tell you later, master uncle, don't hold grudges. If you can enter a family and become a family, it would be very wrong if we don't burn high incense."
Because Cui Dongshan didn't like to worship Bodhisattva, even if he would accompany her to various temples, Cui Dongshan would never put his hands together to salute the Bodhisattva, let alone kneel down and kowtow.
Pei Qian secretly helped him pray together, and quietly told the Bodhisattva not to blame him.
In fact, the top of the city is already in the sky.
The strong wind in the sky blew Cui Dongshan's white clothes and hair on his temples.
Unknowingly, I suddenly felt nostalgic for that study tour back then.
There are more people, and everyone comes in a bamboo box.
I remember that Cui Dongshan deliberately told Xiao Baoping and others about the stories in the book about hermits who were famous throughout history.
At that time, Li Huai didn't understand it at all, he just remembered it. This is a child. At most, he would think that the world is like this.
Thank you, but your face is full of sarcasm. This is the common thoughts of young boys and girls. I feel that this is the way the world is. In fact, many people in the world are still like this.
But Lin Shouyi said that those real hermits are naturally not known to the world, let alone appear in books. Why belittle all "hermits" because of this?
As for the little girl in the red cotton jacket, she thought further. Only by reading the respective numbers of hermits and unknown hermits in the book can we make an accurate conclusion.
Then the straw-shoe boy, who was not yet his husband at the time, just sat by the campfire, listened silently, and then secretly remembered all the opinions of everyone, occasionally adding a dead stick to the fire.
Cui Dongshan held the hiking pole with both hands and said with a smile: "Senior sister, you have to put away the small wooden bead that my husband gave you."
Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm annoying myself to death."
Then Pei Qian suddenly smiled, turned around, turned his back to the south, carefully took out his money bag, and took out a small wooden bead that was not quite round.
It was on that day that she made a great contribution and helped the master come up with a new way to make money. The master rewarded her and told her to keep it carefully. The master had kept it for many years. If she lost it, she would be full of chestnuts.
Master's sincere teachings, you should listen carefully with your ears open.
Cui Dongshan asked: "Do you know the origin of this bead?"
Pei Qian shook his head, spread out his palms, and held up the wooden bead, which was slightly rough in carving and had many crooked scratches. It seemed that the person who made the bead had poor knife skills and poor eyesight.
It's just a gift from Master. It's hard to buy it for ten thousand gold, and it's hard to sell it for ten thousand gold.
Alas, if the carving had not been slightly inferior, in her mind, this bead would have had the lofty status of a hiking stick and a small bamboo box in her little ancestral hall.
Cui Dongshan said softly: "This little gadget has been treasured by your husband for a longer time than the carving knife that Cao Qinglang got."
Pei Qian asked curiously: "Little beads have a big story?"
Cui Dongshan shook his head and said: "There is no big story, just a small story about small beads."
Pei Qian said: "It's not heroic to say half of what you say. Please finish it quickly!"
Cui Dongshan gently wiped the green bamboo hiking stick on his knees and said: "Your master chopped a piece of wood while collecting medicine when he was a child. He carried a basket on his back and carried it down the mountain. When he got home, he made it for the Bodhisattva with his own hands.
I strung the rosary beads, and then went to worship the Bodhisattva at the Immortal Tomb for the last time, and hung them on the hands of the Bodhisattva statue. Then I didn’t go there for a long time, and when I went again, the wind, sun, rain, and snow were blowing, and the Bodhisattva’s hands were gone.
Of that rosary, your master only picked up one on the ground. So after so many years, this is the only one left with your master. It has been hidden in a small clay pot. Every time he goes out, he never wants to part with it.
If you carry it with you, you're afraid of losing it again. So Master wants you to put it away carefully, and you have to put it away really carefully."
Pei Qian clenched his hands and lowered his head.
That picture of a horse racing through time, and this small picture of a short story were deliberately intercepted and hidden by Cui Dongshan back then, not to be shown to her.
Cui Dongshan continued: "When Mr. was a child, did he pray for the Bodhisattva to appear? It seems that he didn't. He was only that old at that time. He had read a book and could read? But in his life, has he ever complained about others because of his gains and losses?
?Mr., you have traveled thousands of miles, but have you ever had the slightest intention of harming others? I am not asking you to learn how to behave like Mr., it is not necessary, Mr. is Mr., and Pei Qian is Pei Qian. I just want you to know that under the sun,
, after all, there are still those unknown beauties. No matter how wide our eyes are, we may not be able to see or know them in our lifetime. So we can't just see the bad ones."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Ordinary people worship and pray to Bodhisattva. Let me ask you, then who is the Bodhisattva praying to when holding the rosary beads?"
Cui Dongshan asked himself and answered: "It's just asking for it."
Cao Qinglang suddenly said: "The university building in Mr.'s hometown town has a plaque with the four words 'Don't ask outsiders'."
Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Many principles are basically the same. Our Confucianism actually has a process of seeking within oneself and seeking deeply. There are also problems, that is, in the past, there was a big threshold for reading. You can read and learn.
, often come from a good family, and do not need to deal with trivial matters and daily necessities, nor do they need to compete with the gains and losses of too low-level interests. However, as time goes by, the more knowledge and scholars in the past, the more people learn, it is not enough, because the principles of sages and sages only teach
When you go to higher places, they won't teach you how to earn money to support your family, nor how to fight with bad people like a fight. There are only six words in the saying, "Be kind to gentlemen and stay away from villains."
Is it enough? I think the theory is really good, but it doesn’t quite work.”
"Almost every generation of scholars always feel that the current world they live in is too bad. They curse the world, blame others and themselves. Is it because they have read more, are older, and have a longer life? I have seen it.
There are more bad things and a deeper understanding of suffering, so we have this pessimistic understanding? Is it because the world has not actually become better, but it has not become worse? Are these possibilities to be considered?
What do you think? In fact, no one talks about many sufferings, and they cannot be written about in books. Even if they are written, there are not many words. "
"Compared to the many painful things, the former has never been the opponent of the latter since ancient times, and the latter has always been outnumbered."
Pei Qian remained silent.
Cao Qinglang stopped practicing and began to cultivate his mind.
Cui Dongshan looked a little tired for the first time, "It's not that the truth is really bad, it's just that it's too good and too right and it's hard to do. There are always many people who can't do it. Instead of complaining about the unreasonable people and things around them, they blame the truth and the sages.
Why? The principles in the book don't speak. What if the sages hear it? What should I do? Then there are many old sayings with mixed meanings, as well as countless 'common sayings', such as the saying "I would rather mess with a gentleman"
Does it make sense not to mess with villains? It seems that after thinking about it, you always feel that something is wrong, right? How could it not be possible? Almost everyone in the world is a person who really wants to live a life. All the wealth and incense are the same.
I saved up every copper coin, so when I think about it, this sentence is simply a piece of good advice."
Cui Dongshan fell back, "I'm most annoyed by those people who are smart but not smart enough. Since they have broken the rules and got an advantage, then shut up and enjoy the benefits in their own pockets, but they have to come out to scare the little clever guy, give me
I met... Pei Qian, Cao Qinglang, do you know what the young senior brother was thinking when he was at the other extreme of his mind at the very beginning? "
Pei Qian shook his head.
Cao Qinglang said: "I dare not think about it."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "That means pulling all the sentient beings in the world to sleep with me."
Pei Qian held the rosary in one hand and grabbed the sleeve of the big white goose. His face was full of fear, but his eyes were serious and he said: "You can't do this!"
Cao Qinglang consoled her: "Senior sister, have you forgotten what my younger brother said, 'in the earliest days', I had many thoughts, but if I change them again, I will really lose the 'in case'."
"I have great moral pleasure in my heart, no matter how miserable your world is."
Cui Dongshan laughed at himself: "I have seen too many people in my life who have sinister hearts and secretive intentions. Even if I go to see them, if I hide far away and don't smell them, the stench will hit my nose. And the problem is that I just like to see them."
It's fun to watch and smell it. But my patience is not very good, so I can't be a real teacher. Let alone a teacher, even Zhong Qiu, I can't compare to you."
Looking back, it turns out that the old scholar had hit the nail on the head a long time ago. Those who have profound scholarship and high knowledge may include you Cui Chan, who can manage the world and benefit the people. There may also be you Cui Chan, but those who can teach and educate people in schools, and can
The only ones who are good at it are Xiao Qi and Mao Xiaodong.
Cui Dongshan stood up and said, "Continue to look at the scenery. There is great beauty between heaven and earth. I have been waiting for it for thousands of years. I cannot let it down."
Cao Qinglang knew the reason and stood up immediately.
Pei Qian carefully put away the rosary beads and stood up slowly. In fact, she really wanted to go back to her master and his wife's home.
She is probably the only one who is kept in the dark at this moment.
This is also why Zhong Qiu "walks" at the Ningfu martial arts arena day and night.
On the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall, somewhere extremely far away from here, a monk was sitting alone with his hands clasped together and silently chanting the name of the Buddha.
The only person who can know about this is probably the boss swordsman Chen Qingdu.
While Pei Qian was walking and stopping, the Taihui Sword Sect's swordsman practicing swordsmanship on top of the city also saw him, but Mr. Liu was there and Bai Shou was not there.
Pei Qian was relieved.
While there was no one around, he happily performed a set of crazy sword skills.
Cao Qinglang stayed a little far away from her for fear of being accidentally hurt.
Cui Dongshan received several sticks.
After that, Pei Qian and the others met a very strange female sword fairy.
She was swinging on the top of the city.
Pei Qian felt that it was an eye-opener. This swing was very fun. It only had two ropes reaching into the sky and a wooden board on which the female sword fairy was sitting. The swing had no frame, but it seemed that it could keep swinging like this.
Cui Dongshan ran over and asked with a smile: "Sister, do you need my help to push the swing?"
The female swordsman named Zhou Cheng seemed to be immersed in her own mind and turned a deaf ear.
According to the city on the north side of the Great Sword Qi Wall, this female sword fairy has long since lost her mind and gone crazy. During every offensive and defensive battle, she never takes the initiative to go out of the city to kill the enemy. She just sticks to the swing and does not allow any monsters to get close to the swing.
If you get close, you will die. As for the people on the Sword Qi Great Wall, whether they are sword immortals, sword cultivators or playful children, Zhou Cheng never pays attention to them as long as they don't disturb her.
Cui Dongshan still refused to give up, "Sister Zhou, I am Dongshan."
This sword fairy sister is white and round, so beautiful.
It's good to talk more.
Zhou Cheng swayed with the swing, turned his head, and looked not at the boy in white, but at the little girl with slightly dark skin. She smiled and said, "Would you like to sit down for a while?"
Pei Qian shook his head and said timidly: "Sister Zhou, let's forget it. I won't disturb you."
Zhou Cheng smiled and said: "I can accept a disciple as my master. You can be my junior sister. If you already have a master, it doesn't matter. It's just in name. I'll teach you a swordsmanship that's no worse than yours. Both of us share the same path.
It's just that I don't have enough qualifications to reach the top, but you have great hope."
Cui Dongshan was even more surprised.
This sword fairy sister is so generous.
As expected, I was not disappointed, it was reasonable and expected.
But Pei Qian was almost frightened to tears.
Could it be that this senior swordsman is so powerful that he could hear his jokes on the ferry outside of Hanging Mountain? I was really just bragging to the big white goose.
Zhou Cheng suddenly covered his mouth and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, come here often."
Pei Qian also laughed, but it was just uglier than crying.
Zhou Cheng thought for a while, stretched out his hand to pull one of the long ropes, then flipped his wrist, and an extra ball of gold thread appeared, and gently threw it to the very attractive little girl, "After you take it, don't give it back to me, and don't give it back to me."
It doesn’t matter if you throw it away or just leave it if you don’t want to learn it.”
The behavior of the Sword Immortal in the Great Wall of Sword Qi is so baffling.
Cui Dongshan looked at Pei Qian who was hurriedly crying and looking sad, and said with a smile: "Why don't you thank Sister Zhou?"
Pei Qian didn't dare to clasp his fists in salute, so he had to bow to express his thanks.
After walking far away from the female sword fairy and the weird swing, Pei Qian dared to reach out and wipe the sweat from his forehead and asked: "Are you really okay?"
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "When sir asks, just say you picked it up on the ground. If sir doesn't believe it, I'll convince him."
Pei Qian was doubtful.
Cao Qinglang held back her laughter.
One night after that, Pei Qian suddenly looked up. Cao Qinglang followed her gaze and could vaguely see a sea of clouds formed by the gorgeous sunset high above the city.
It is said that there is a swordsman there who sleeps soundly all year round, as if sleeping on a large bed of colorful brocade.
Cui Dongshan glanced at it and stopped looking at it. The fancy one was named Miyu. He was just a man from the Jade Pure Realm who earned money from the gods. Because he had a good brother, the killing power of the flying sword was not small.
Hu, if Mi Hu hadn't sacrificed a lot of his own opportunities and heritage to cultivate this younger brother, Mi Hu should actually be in the immortal realm. However, the gains and losses involved, no matter how meaningless it is to outsiders, it is ultimately Mi Hu's, the sword immortal.
It is your own choice. Mi Hu likes to kill enemies, and the fights are brutal every time. Rumor has it that the most pitiful one was when his body and mind were almost to the point of "cracking mountains and rivers." However, instead of falling, he always stood firm and still had hope of breaking through.
Open the bottleneck and climb to the next level.
As for Miyu, the most arty swordsman in the Great Sword Wall, he is still very popular among women. Not only that, many foreign women also have many unclear relationships.
Cui Dongshan had no intention of staying. The purpose of his trip was another unabashed swordsman, Yue Qing.
One of the natal flying swords is named "Baizhangquan", and the second one is named "Skylark in the Sky". Whether it is fighting against others or fighting on the battlefield, it is very lethal.
Of course Cui Dongshan himself can't beat this famous "Ten Candidates" now, but he has a husband, and he has a senior brother.
It's just that Cui Dongshan rarely doesn't cause trouble for others, but the trouble comes on his own.
Make Cui Dongshan extremely happy.
Miyu, the swordsman who was sleeping on the clouds, sat up, stretched out his hand to push away the mysterious clouds that looked like colorful brocades, and said with a smile: "Are you Chen Ping'an's disciples?"
Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand to stop Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang, then scratched his head with his hand, "Any advice?"
Mi Yu smiled and said: "It's not about giving advice, I'm not your preacher. I'm just happy that the lineage of literary saints has withered, and now there are so many suddenly appearing. Chen Ping'an is very capable, and he is worthy of the literary saints.
The old gentleman’s status as a closed disciple is very gratifying, he is so popular, no wonder he is able to prosper in our Sword Qi Great Wall.”
Cui Dongshan said in a low voice: "If the seniors continue to talk in such a weird way, the juniors will also talk in a weird way."
Miyu seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed endlessly. He shook his sleeves with both hands, and the colorful clouds suddenly appeared around him, "Just talk about it, I won't be serious with you little kids."
Cui Dongshan asked timidly: "So Yue Qing is your wild father?"
Mi Yu leaned forward slightly and said with a smile: "How do you say this?"
I saw the young man in white saying aggrievedly: "You still need a reason to talk in a weird way. If you had said it earlier, I wouldn't say it anymore."
Pei Qian was sweating profusely and was planning to shout at the big uncle at any time. If the big uncle couldn't hear him, he just ignored him. It was always possible to scare people.
Cao Qinglang smiled and echoed: "Senior Brother, you are right."
This was the first time that Pei Qian felt that Cao Mutou was quite promising.
I didn't think he was brave before, I always thought he was more timid than Mi Li'er.
Miyu stretched out his fingers with one hand and tapped them gently in the air, as if hesitating on how to "reason".
The young man in white said: "Okay, okay, I was wrong. Yue Qing is not your wild father. The juniors have sincerely admitted their mistakes. The seniors have great swordsmanship and they said so themselves. I will never regret it and argue with the juniors."
Miyu smiled but said nothing.
Are his Mi Yu, his brother Mi Hu, and the extremely powerful swordsman Yue Qing enough? Mi Yu thinks it's almost enough. Not to mention that his brother and Yue Qing have so many friends.
After all, there is only about one opponent.
As for Chen Ping'an, what do these lower-ranking bastards from the literary sage lineage mean?
Miyu stood up, intending to find a decent excuse to teach the little ants under his feet. Whatever the sword fairy said, whether it sounded nice or not, just listen and shut up.
Pei Qian took a step forward, gathered his voices in line, and said to Cui Dongshan: "Big White Goose, hurry up and find the great uncle! Cao Qinglang and I are of low level, he won't kill us!"
She whispered to Cao Qinglang again: "No matter what I do later, don't take action or say anything! Don't give him a chance to hit you!"
Cui Dongshan scratched his head.
Senior sister.
You really don’t know what kind of person your great uncle is.
This guy even beat himself and Qi Jingchun very hard back then. He was still a member of his own family. So if he dealt with others and used swords with others, would he strike lightly?
In an instant, on top of the Sword Qi Great Wall, rolling thunder bursts, heading straight for this place.
Mi Yu narrowed his eyes, his mind was shaken, and he drew his flying sword, but he didn't dare to take a killing stance, he just defended himself.
The sword energy arrived in a flash, casually breaking through the sword formation of Sword Immortal Miyu, and there was a man standing on top of the mangled clouds, with the long sword at his waist still unsheathed.
Miyu remained motionless and did not dare to move.
It was not until this moment that Miyu, who was in Yupu Realm, discovered that watching this man go deep into the hinterland from a distance and fight two big demons with one sword, and being his enemy in person, were two different worlds.
The man with all his sword energy restrained stood beside Mi Yu, but he didn't look at Mi Yu at all. He just looked forward and said calmly: "In the lineage of Literary Saints, the principles are too strong. You can't catch your broken sword.
.Are you worthy of a waste like you?"
Cao Qinglang bowed and saluted, "Cao Qinglang of Luolu Mountain, pay homage to the great uncle."
Pei Qian hurriedly mended the situation, then bowed and saluted, "Pei Qian from Luolu Mountain, welcome to the greatest uncle!"
After standing up, Pei Qian felt that he still had more to say, so he clenched his fists, stood on his heels, stretched his neck, and waved vigorously to the figure above, "Senior brother, be careful, this guy has a dark heart!"
Turning his head to the left and right, two nephews suddenly appeared. In fact, he felt a little awkward. When Cui Dongshan finally realized what he was doing and moved away, he nodded with the young man in green shirt and the little girl, which should be equivalent to saying
Master uncle knows.
He said to the left and right: "Mi Yu, should you call Yue Qing and Mi Hu to come forward, or should I say hello for you?"
Miyu's face turned pale.
Because he was trapped in a small world, not only that, but with the slightest movement, there would be extremely pure sword intent, like thousands of flying swords, pointing at him.
Cui Dongshan covered his mouth with both hands, but lowered his voice and said slowly word by word: "Master, uncle, I want to win."
Then Cui Dongshan hid behind Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang.
I am really worried that this uncle will give me another blow.
When it comes to killing demons, have you ever brought up your true feelings?
Except for a handful of existences, before the Great Wall of Sword Qi, even the Sword Immortal still didn't know, so it's only now clear.
Cui Dongshan showed a kind smile. Sure enough, a bastard like Zuo Zuo, who has little swordsmanship, would be very relieved if he didn't beat himself or others.
Pei Qian held a hiking pole under his arm, put his hands in front of him, and clapped gently.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "After today, the unreasonableness of the Wen Sheng lineage will spread throughout the Sword Qi Great Wall."
Pei Qian said: "Why?"
Cao Qinglang sneered: "Others will think that many truths are in the hands of the weak after the strong become weak, because they don't feel the same way."
Cui Dongshan chuckled and said, "Don't learn from it."
Cao Qinglang shook his head and said: "I just know this, but I only learn from Mr.
They ignored Cui Dongshan and looked away, looking into the distance with an indifferent expression, and continued: "Mi Yu, Yue Qing. Follow me out of the city for a fight. If you only decide the outcome, you will admit defeat. If you are willing to decide between life and death, then go die."
Sword Immortal Mi Hu said from his heart: "I admit defeat to you and apologize."
Yue Qing had no words to answer.
So he left and right in a flash, looking for Yue Qing.
Only now do you, Yue Qing, know that you are a mute?
Before that, did I pry open your mouth with a sword and say those nonsense?
Cui Dongshan took out the talisman boat and said with a smile: "What are you looking at? It's nothing to see. Go home and go home. You masters and uncles are the most unscrupulous and degrading in their fights."
Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian were sitting next to the ferry, each holding a hiking stick like a wormwood to row a boat. Cui Dongshan vowed to tell the senior sister that in this way, the ferry could fly faster on its way back.
Cao Qinglang was a little helpless, looking at Pei Qian who was rowing hard and laughing. He didn't know whether she really believed it or just thought it was fun.
Cui Dongshan felt more refreshed now, so he simply lay down on the ferry, sticking his butt out as if holding mugwort with both hands, and rowed hard.
I had been struck by the sword before. After talking about the business, I also talked to the great uncle about the great achievements of Yue Qing Great Sword Immortal. This transaction was indeed a good deal.
I returned to Ning Mansion in the middle of the night.
Pei Qian was a little disappointed because he could not see his wife in seclusion.
Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan went to Zhanlongya Pavilion to talk about things.
Cao Qinglang went to his residence to practice.
The battle between the two great swordsmen at the top of the city spread throughout the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi at extremely fast speeds.
It is said that the Great Sword Immortal Yue Qing was forcibly knocked off the city wall and fell to the south.
This means that Yue Qing cannot distinguish between life and death.
Finally I heard that several swordsmen came to dissuade me.
Late that night, the sword light from the south was as bright as the sun rising into the sky, making the city as bright as day for a long time.
After all, there will be no such thing as life and death.
After all, Jianqi Great Wall is used to seeing big scenes, which means there are more people drinking.
The business at Diezhang Shop is especially good.
Nalan Yexing suddenly felt that the way Bai Lianshuang looked at him recently was a little penetrating.
After counting on his fingers, he discovered that the number of times she had called him Nalan Old Dog had been much less recently, and her momentum was also much lower.
This made Nalan's night walk a little creepy.
Then he saw the young man in white who called himself Grandpa Nalan with a bright smile. Nalan Yexing walked side by side with him and asked, "Dongshan, have you said anything to Grandma Bai recently?"
Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "Yes, Aunt Bai is an elder of Ning Mansion. Of course, the younger generation should say hello."
Nalan Yexing smiled and said, "Besides saying hello, did you say anything else?"
Cui Dongshan stamped his feet and said angrily: "I should have said something, but why did I forget it? I don't hold grudges, let alone remember things. It's really bad."
Nalan's night walk stopped where he was, looking at the young man in white who was jumping forward with his big sleeves swinging, and he felt a little nostalgic for the first time when the two were brothers.
Early that morning, Pei Qian called Cui Dongshan to escort her. Then she held a hiking stick and carried a small bamboo box, and walked struttingly on the quiet street outside the high wall of Guo Mansion.
It's too presumptuous and rude. Even the senior sister didn't come out to pick her up when she arrived. How can she still be considered half of my master's disciple? It must not be counted.
Forget it, in this case, it means that she has no fate with her senior sister, and there will be no place for her in Luopo Mountain from now on. Don't blame the senior sister for not giving her a chance. If she is given a chance, she can't take it, which is miserable and pitiful.
Unexpectedly, a head popped up on the wall. She lay on the wall with her hands and her legs dangling in the air. She asked: "Hey, that little guy on the road, who are you? Your hiking pole and small bamboo box are so beautiful. That's right.
It makes you look a little darker."
Pei Qian stood there and turned around to look.
Guo Zhujiu widened his eyes, looked at Pei Qian, and asked tentatively: "Are you the eight-foot-tall senior sister who is as beautiful as a flower in my mind, who conquers the country, has invincible boxing skills?"
Pei Qian looked back and looked at the big white goose bitterly.
The big white goose shows no loyalty and pretends to be deaf and dumb.
So after arriving at Ning Mansion, Pei Qian was lying on his master's table, feeling a little listless.
Chen Pingan put down the engraved seal in his hand and asked with a smile: "Why, you've seen that little girl from Luduan, aren't you happy?"
Pei Qian hummed, "Master, I'm not complaining to you behind your back, I just don't like her very much."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Our Luopo Mountain Patriarch Hall does not stipulate how much we must like each other. As long as each of us abides by his own rules, it is enough."
Pei Qian immediately sat up and nodded: "That's okay! Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to pretend to like her!"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "You don't have to do this deliberately, but remember not to look at people with prejudice. Whether you become a friend or not depends on fate."
Pei Qian smiled broadly.
Why, Guo Zhujiu, even if you become a disciple of Luopo Mountain, don’t you still want to call me Senior Sister?
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then sat upright, "Master is going to say something next, which involves right and wrong. Even if Master asks you, you don't have to say anything. But after you are sad, if you think of anything, you can tell Master again.
Yes. At the same time, remember that since Master is willing to say some serious words to you, it is because he thinks you can bear it, and he recognizes Pei Qian as my founding disciple. Also, it’s not that Master doesn’t know who Pei Qian was before.
But if I am still willing to accept you as my disciple, then I must not only see your goodness, but your improvement, right?"
Pei Qian's face turned pale. He was also sitting upright with his hands clenched into fists, but his eyes were firm and he nodded slightly.
Chen Pingan then continued: "Master is telling you about the past today, not to settle old scores, but it can also be said to be settling old scores, because Master has always felt that there is always right and wrong, and this is one of the most fundamental truths in Master's heart. I
I don’t want you to think that your good today can cover up your mistakes yesterday. At the same time, Master also sincerely believes that your good today is hard-won, and Master will not deny your present and future success just because of your mistakes yesterday.
Whatever good you do, big or small, Master cherishes and cares about it."
Pei Qian's eyes were red, he raised his arm to wipe his eyes, and immediately put it down, "Master, please speak, Pei Qian is listening."
Chen Ping'an looked resolute and did not lower his voice deliberately. He just tried his best to be calm and said slowly to Pei Qian: "I asked Cao Qinglang in private whether he took the initiative to pick a fight with you when we were in Lotus Flower Paradise. Cao Qinglang said yes. I
Ask him again, did Pei Qian say in front of him that she, Pei Qian, once saw something in the hands of people around Ding Ying on the street? Do you know what Cao Qinglang said? Cao Qinglang didn't say that.
Don't hesitate to say you don't have it, I will tell him, tell the truth, otherwise the husband will be angry. Cao Qinglang still said no."
Pei Qian frowned hard, his lips trembled, and suddenly his face was filled with tears, "Yes, Master, some. I said it, and then that day Cao Qinglang was heartbroken and went crazy. He picked a fight with me on the spot.
, I even hit him with a bench."
Chen Ping'an sat there and said: "Pei Qian, you have to think about what to do and do it yourself. But Master will tell you that in our lives, not only you, but Master himself is the same. Not all mistakes are the same."
We know we made a mistake, but we still have a chance to make up for it. Even for many mistakes, we made a mistake and want to correct it, but there is no chance, no more. In addition, I also hope you understand that Cao Qinglang does not hold grudges.
, it’s not that he thinks it’s something that doesn’t matter, it’s just that he is willing to forgive you, but the forgiveness of others and the mistakes we have made are two different things. The world is so complicated. We may have been good people and done good deeds, but there are many
Wrong is still there, always there. Even if no one else remembers it, you will still remember it. It doesn't mean that you have many, many reasons. You really have all kinds of reasons. If you do the wrong thing, the wrong thing is not the wrong thing."
Pei Qian sat there and cried loudly.
Chen Pingan stood up and sat on the bench next to her, "Your master, I made you sad like this today. If you make a mistake again in the future and it will be like this again, what should you do?"
Pei Qian stretched out a hand tremblingly, carefully pulled the master's sleeve, and sobbed: "Does the master no longer want me?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Of course not. It took a lot of effort to teach yesterday's Pei Qian to today's Pei Qian. I can't bear to throw it away."
Turning around and gently rubbing Pei Qian's head, Chen Ping'an said with a hoarse voice, "Because Master's own life is sometimes very hard."
Pei Qian burst into tears again.
She thought of her parents on the way to escape, of the little beggar in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, of those summer days lying on the stone lion counting the stars, of Grandpa Cui who left without even saying hello, and thought of everything at once.
All the things that I didn’t want to think of, and the things that I wanted to think of but didn’t dare to think of, all came to my mind.
In the corridor outside the house, there is a small world formed quietly.
Cao Qinglang changed from standing to sitting on the ground with his back against the wall.
Junior brother Cui Dongshan was sitting next to him.
And this little senior brother maintained the small world and quietly left the house with Cao Qinglang.
Cao Qinglang said: "I feel much better, thank you, little senior brother."
Cui Dongshan said: "It is not a natural thing to meet our husband. You and I encourage each other."
Cao Qinglang took a step back and bowed for a long time, unable to get up.
Cui Dongshan suddenly shouted: "No, no, no, when I get here, I will either be knocked down by the master uncle with a sword, or be bullied and suppressed by Grandpa Nalan. I have to show a little brother's demeanor and find someone to play chess! Just you guys.
Just wait, you will soon hear about the glorious deeds of the little senior brother! How difficult is it to win against him? Winning three or five games in a row is a piece of shit. Only when you win until he wants to keep losing, then you will look like you.
My little senior brother’s chess skills are quite passable.”
A wisp of white cloud floated leisurely towards the top of the Jianqi Great Wall.
Went to find that Mr. Lin Junbi.
On the way there, Cui Dongshan even thought about the opening remarks.
Mr. Lin, by coincidence, I am reading "Caiyun Pu" again. To be honest, I can actually play chess. You are so good at chess, why don't you give me three pieces? It's not too much, right? Who am I? I am Dongshan.