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Chapter seven hundred and eighty fourth discussion(1/5)

The old scholar turned around and complained to the two fools, "What are you doing there? Why don't you come and see your junior brother soon!"
The old scholar still held the disciple's arm with one hand and was reluctant to let go.
Zuo Zuo and Liu Shiliu walked quickly to the husband's side.
Liu Shiliu and his junior brother smiled and nodded, finally meeting each other.
Chen Ping'an immediately bowed and said, "I've met Senior Brother Jun Qian."
This senior whom I met for the first time helped earn a large sum of gold and copper coins at Luopo Mountain.
Zuo Zuo said with a straight face: "You are quite capable."
After Chen Pingan stood up, he looked at Mr.
The old scholar jumped up and slapped him on the left and right sides of the head, "You are a senior brother, how can you talk to your junior brother? You are so angry. Who taught you this?!"
He didn't move left and right, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm half-truthful."
The old scholar realized that his closed disciple was still a little aggrieved, and immediately shouted to the left and right: "Where's the other half? It's for you to eat. Spit it out if you can! Tell me, sir, I will uphold justice and will never favor anyone..."
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Zuo Zuo had no choice but to say against his will: "Then it's all true."
Liu Shiliu adheres to one purpose in this regard. Turning a blind eye or listening but not hearing has nothing to do with me.
If brothers Zuo You and Chen Ping'an really want to fight, it won't be too late to break up the fight myself.
No one can imagine that among the brothers and sisters in the Literary Sage lineage, the one with the best temper is the one around him.
Therefore, those who receive the most beatings and scoldings are always the left and right.
Of course, except for the husband's side, it is definitely not about not fighting back or scolding.
Within the master's sect, things are a little better. As long as one comes from the lineage of the Literary Saint, after practicing swordsmanship, it will be a completely different level, and he will never suffer any loss.
The talisman was passed down directly from Xuanmen, the noble Huang Zi in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, and the direct descendants from Han Qiaose in Baidi City were all born with unlucky sword immortals.
Chen Ping'an bowed and said, "I've met Senior Brother Zuo."
Zuo Zuo frowned slightly, but just for the sake of his husband, he didn't care about Chen Ping'an.
Sir and students, the four of us are seated.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the chess game on the table and said, "Sir, I must have given some advice to my two senior brothers."
The old scholar smiled from ear to ear. Take a look, what does it mean to know something from the smallest detail, and what is a proud disciple? This is it!
I was angry all over the place.
Liu Shiliu suddenly understood the origin of Luolu Mountain's atmosphere.
It's strange. Logically speaking, the master doesn't have much personal knowledge to impart to his younger brother. The time the two of them get along is very short. How come the younger brother is so much better than his master?
At this moment, the old scholar seemed to have only Chen Ping'an in his eyes, and said: "Sir, he is here catching people blind every day. He really can't get away and can't find you."
Chen Pingan stood up and bowed again.
The old scholar sighed, stood up, patted Chen Pingan's arm, and said softly: "Don't do this, otherwise you will feel even more guilty. Sit down and chat, hurry up."
Liu Shiliu glanced around, and his expression turned better as expected.
Liu Shiliu shifted his gaze slightly and looked at the young man in blue shirt with a sword on his back. He was sitting upright, with his back straight, his fists clenched and placed on his knees.
If you have a pair of eyes that will be remembered deeply, they are clear and bright, just like the flowing water in Luolu Mountain, there is no place that you cannot go to.
The old scholar said: "Come on, Jun Qian, tell me about your affairs. Don't wait for my junior brother to ask you."
Liu Shiliu briefly talked about the situation after returning to Haoran World, going to Luopo Mountain to learn about boxing from the sky, and then went south to Old Dragon City, then to Tongye Continent, and accepted a direct disciple in a blessed place, and finally went to
After traveling through the wild world and arriving at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I happened to meet my senior brother again, so they went to the Chinese Confucian Temple together.
After about half a stick of incense, Chen Pingan listened attentively. During this period, he only asked about two things in detail, the Demon Suppression Tower in Tongyezhou, and the founding disciple of Senior Brother Jun Qian.
When it was the left and right's turn, he didn't say much, just one sentence, "After leaving the vast world, I fought with people outside the world, but I didn't die."
Chen Pingan asked in a low voice: "Where is Xiao Xun now?"
He said to the left and right: "He was cut down in Qing Ming Tianxia."
Chen Pingan was speechless.
Xiao Xun, who served as a hidden official in the Sword Qi Great Wall, was a sword cultivator in the 14th realm.
Even if Xiao Min's Fourteenth Realm is not the Taoist and Harmony that sword cultivators pursue, he is still a genuine Fourteenth Realm.
As for the power of monks in the Fourteenth Realm, Chen Ping'an had just learned about it on the night boat.
In the mouth of the senior brother, a fight with a fourteenth-level sword cultivator seemed to be a matter of exchanging swords, each killing his own, until he was killed...
For a moment, Chen Ping'an felt a little regretful because he remembered the sword training process at the Sword Qi Great Wall.
The left and right said: "Cao Qinglang is rigorous in his studies and has a clear mind. Pei Qian is diligent in martial arts and does not waste her talent. Both of them respect their teachers. The two students and disciples you have recruited are both good."
The implication is that a student’s teacher and a disciple’s master may not necessarily be “good”?
Chen Pingan took out jugs of wine and handed them to his husband and fellow seniors one by one.
The old scholar took off the mud seal, held the wine bottle with both hands, raised his head and took a sip, narrowed his eyes with a smile, nodded slightly, and after just a sip of wine, the old man felt a little intoxicated.
Those who are young and eager to learn are like the rising sun. Those who are strong and eager to learn are like the light in the sun. The learning of a gentleman is like shedding, and the flag is moving.
Being old and eager to learn is as bright as a candle. A gentleman does not care about the decline of his years, but worries about the weariness of his ambition.
The three disciples in front of me all made the teacher feel that his knowledge was shallow and he had nothing to teach.
Even each one of them is so nice that even the husband's instructions to them to take care of themselves seem a bit redundant.
When a cultural context declines, the people who have been transformed by this culture will definitely feel pain.
The left and right swordsmanship is high, and the talent is also high, but it is limited by his own temperament.
In fact, Jun Qian is not bad in knowledge and has a good temper, and is suitable for preaching, teaching and solving doubts, but after all, she is limited by her alien status.
In the end, some of the burden fell on the shoulders of the youngest Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "After Mr. left last time, Senior Brother Zuo didn't take his friends to the wine shop to take care of the business."
Broken jars, broken jars, sir, who is afraid of whom?
The left and right faces were dark.
Liu Shiliu gave the junior fellow apprentice a thumbs up.
The old scholar said: "Left and right."
Zuo Zuo immediately said: "It's the students who forgot."
The old scholar asked again: "Then have you forgotten that you have a junior brother?"
Left and right were silent.
The old scholar said: "If you remember correctly, your junior brother is on the other side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. You are the only senior brother I can rely on. They say that one senior brother is equal to half an elder. It seems that your senior brother is not working anymore."
Zuo Zuo could only say: "I have taught my junior brother swordsmanship, and I have also paid attention to his studies."
The old scholar said: "It sounds aggrieved by your tone."
He shook his head from side to side and said, "No. It's my duty as a senior brother."
I started drinking because I had never liked drinking in my life.
Chen Pingan said: "Sir, I heard that there is a girl named Yu Xin in Tongyezhou. She seems to have a good relationship with her senior brother. This girl is very responsible. She took a lot of risks back then and wanted to fly a sword to send a message to Yu Gui.
Ancestor Hall."
The old scholar smiled brightly and said, "I know, I know, sir, I have met her before. She is a good girl. She is indeed good. She seems to be a kind-hearted woman at first glance. You, the clumsy Senior Brother Zuo, may not be worthy of her.
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Zuo Zuo said: "It's fine if you don't deserve it."
Since I don’t dare to refute Sir, I can only settle for the next best thing.
Just as Chen Ping'an was about to speak, he was already looking askance at him from the left and right.
Chen Pingan had no choice but to shut up and not add icing on the cake.
To be continued...
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