The three of them left, leaving only Chen Ping'an, an outsider from the Shanhai Sect, sitting alone on the edge of the cliff looking into the distance.
At the edge of the sea cliff in the human world, I look around at the light of the mountains and the light of the water. The tourists in the blue shirt carry a sword far away, and the breeze and the bright moon are under my control.
In history, the Shanhaizong changed the name of the sect, but it only changed one word, changing river to sea. However, the old monks in the Middle Earth Divine Continent still used to call it Shanhe Sect.
It's a pity that I didn't meet the female ancestor today. It is said that she is a disciple of the sect master Nalan Xianxiu. Otherwise, there would be a chance to know which senior brother she likes.
Whether you like Cui Chan or you like Zuo, if you like any senior, you seem to have a good taste.
Chen Ping'an stood up and waited for the arrival of the night ship. It would take at least a stick of incense to board the ship.
On the edge of the cliff, a man wearing a green shirt stood alone.
Thinking of Li Sheng's previous words, Chen Ping'an's mind wandered far away, with complicated thoughts rising and falling, like wind ripples across a lake in his heart.
I don’t know how difficult it is to read the scriptures when I flip through the book, but I often find them easy to read.
I remember that the clump of impatiens in front of Liu Xianyang's house was washed away during a heavy rainstorm, and all the ditches in the town flooded. Chen Ping'an felt very sorry. On the contrary, Liu Xianyang, the real owner, was not very sad and said it was gone.
It was gone. Gu Can was most regretful and distressed. On the way home, he kept complaining to Chen Ping'an, saying that if he had known this, it would be better to move to his place instead of moving there. Maybe the flowers would still be blooming now.
Thinking of the round-faced girl in cotton clothes with the pseudonym Yu Qianyue, Chen Ping'an naturally thought of Liu Xianyang's ancestral house. In fact, there was a large ancestral cabinet with exquisite workmanship. It was an old object painted with gold flowers and inlaid on the back wall of the cabinet.
There is a picture of a golden osmanthus tree in bloom, with a full moon hanging on its branches. Chen Ping'an doesn't even know about this kind of thing. How can he make sense that a thousand-mile marriage is linked by a thread? It is destined that Liu Xianyang and Qiangyue should be together, even if they are separated
All the people in the world will come together? I hope they will stay together and get married.
Han Qiaose in Baidi City bought an important tool for ghost cultivation at Baofengzhai in Yiaozhou Island. After Chen Pingan heard about this in Gongdelin at that time, he stopped asking Mr. Xiping about the sale and purchase of Baofengzhai every once in a while.
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And Chen Ping'an's own life can no longer be blocked by a flooded stream.
Chen Pingan suddenly turned his head and was very surprised. Did she not go to Tianwai sword training place at all, or had she just returned to Haoran?
The woman in white held a sword with one hand, looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed and another ten thousand years have passed."
Chen Pingan nodded, "It seems that in the blink of an eye, I am five and forty-one years old."
She asked: "Does the master know that this was once a relatively important place where spells fell?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "I don't know. I didn't see it in the summer palace files, and I didn't hear it mentioned by my husband or senior brother at the Confucian Temple."
She and Chen Ping'an roughly told the truth that had been sealed for a long time. The Shanhai Sect was once an ancient battlefield site. It was the final place of the battle between water and fire. Therefore, the meaning of the Tao was endless, and the magic techniques collapsed and were left behind.
In the human world, the manifestation of Tao Yun is where the opportunity of the Immortal Family lies for future Qi practitioners to practice.
It's just that there are not many records about this kind of thing in the Confucian Temple, and only the sages who have worshiped the sages in the past can read it. Therefore, even the head of the academy may not know about it.
She smiled and said: "In that colorful world, there will definitely be a cultivator in the future who can naturally defeat Ning Yao. Anyway, it will definitely not be a sword cultivator who will have a dispute with Ning Yao, so Ning Yao should not take it lightly. Don't think
Now that she has become an Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator, she can sit back and relax from now on. She will not remain invincible in the colorful world."
Chen Pingan asked: "Is this person one of the greatest blessings in the colorful world? Do the Taoist forces, including Bai Yujing, have the greatest chance of getting this person?"
Even if there is such a person, whether it is Ning Yao, Chen Ping'an, an ascending city, even if they know this secret in advance, they will not make a plan on the mountain that relies on the evolution of yin and yang to deduce the great road, and then go to the mountains to eradicate the roots.
She nodded, "From the current point of view, the possibility of the Taoist sect is relatively high. But it is not certain which family the flower will fall into. Humans and gods coexist, and weird things are mixed together. Today's destiny is still unclear. So the other Taoist opportunities, specifically
What, it’s hard to say for the time being. It may be that the great avenue of heaven manifests into something, and whoever gets it will be protected by a great avenue in the world. It may also be some kind of geographical advantage, such as a place that Bai Ye and the old scholar failed to discover.
The Cave Heaven Paradise can support the monastic growth of a fourteenth-level monk. Anyway, Ning Yao has succeeded in killing the one-eyed man of the upper gods. At least he will have a few hundred years to be able to securely become the number one in the world.
People should be content with their position. During this period, if she is still unable to break through and takes away the title of number one, she will not be able to blame others."
She laughed and said, "That little master, didn't you tell the master this?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Sheng Li didn't talk about this, and I didn't dare to ask any more questions."
She said: "You are indeed a young master, not grand."
The term "little master" was first used as a nickname for the ceremonial saint by Bai Ze.
Only monks who write the old almanac instead of translating the old almanac are qualified to call the sage of ceremony this way.
For example, the one beside Chen Ping'an was once one of the five highest in heaven and the sword holder.
Chen Pingan changed the topic, "The armored man was killed by you outside the sky and completely perished. Part of the reason was that there was a new armored man in the ruins of Heaven."
To put it more simply, the higher a god is, the more he is like a carrot and a pit.
Li Zhen, a close disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, was once a sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Guanzhao.
His natal flying sword was so mysterious over time that Li Zhen was born to be the new Armored One.
In these words, Chen Ping'an did not sacrifice a bird in a cage, or even use his inner voice. He always said what he wanted to say.
She is here.
Who dares to spy on this place?
She hummed, patted the hilt of the sword lightly with her palm, and said: "It's like this. The careful support of Kuanzhao made my old friend's position unstable. In addition, the previous attack on Haoran and the fierce battle with Li Sheng
A fight would affect his combat power. But these are not the real reasons why he was killed by me. His killing power was not as good as mine, but with a defense, he was indeed indestructible and could be injured, even if I struck him with my sword.
, the fragments of his golden body are scattered everywhere, and can manifest into rivers of stars in the sky, but it is still difficult to really kill him, unless I keep chasing him for thousands of years, I don't have such patience."
In fact, after a fight, a brand new golden Milky Way did appear in the far distance, spreading for tens of millions of miles.
The implication of her words was that the armored man wanted to die, and finally voluntarily gave up the prominent divine position and gave it to Li Zhen, or to be precise, to Zhou Mi.
If the sword wielder and the ceremonial saint failed to prevent the armored man from returning home and successfully returned to the ruins of the old heaven, with a careful mind, Li Zhen's end would probably not be much better.
Chen Pingan asked softly: "Will you be sad if you have to kill the armored man with your own hands?"
The sword holder and the armored man have fought side by side for thousands of years. As she said, they are old friends.
She shook her head and explained: "Don't be sad, the place where the golden body is is the cage. The golden body of the low-level gods will be disintegrated in the long river of time, while the death of the high-level gods is a distant thing that the Taoists of later generations cannot understand.
You can travel freely, both physically and mentally. The pitiful thing about the old gods is that their words, deeds, and even all their thoughts strictly follow the existing context. After a long time, this is actually not a very interesting thing.
Like the meaning of existence is just for the sake of existence. Therefore, the immortality that later generations of Qi practitioners tirelessly pursue has become a big prison in our eyes."
Chen Pingan took out the sword-raising gourd, took a sip of wine, and murmured: "Can it be understood that compared to your gods, people can make mistakes and correct them, so morality is a kind of freedom in our hearts?
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She smiled and said: "Being able to think like this is a kind of freedom."
Just as Chen Ping'an was about to speak, she raised her sword and said, "I'm really leaving this time."
The tall figure of the woman in white turned into thousands of snow-white sword lights, scattered in all directions, ignoring the formation restrictions of the Shanhai Sect, and finally condensed her figure at the sky, overlooking the world.
Chen Pingan silently memorized the complicated trajectory of the sword light, then put the sword gourd on his waist, raised his head, and waved goodbye to her.
The next moment, Chen Ping'an controlled the heart of the sword, silently recited the Taoist formula, and his body instantly transformed into hundreds of sword lights, like a green lotus blooming on the edge of the cliff, and then spread out to the sea beyond the cliff.
In the end, the sword light hit the great landscape formation, like a person hitting a wall. It swayed, the sword light condensed into a body shape, and fell straight into the sea.
In the distance, in a tall building of Shanhaizong, Nalan Xianxiu, holding a cigarette stick, exhaled a puff of mist and exclaimed: "What an escape method."
She waved her sleeves and opened the barrier of the formation. She jumped out of the water in a green shirt, and instead of flying away in the wind, she stepped on the water and ran wildly.
The night ship appeared in the distance. Chen Pingan touched the water like a dragonfly and jumped on the bow. When his feet landed on the ground, he came to a strange city.
Chen Ping'an stood under the eaves of a house, focusing his gaze, and found that not far from the downtown thoroughfare, there was a bustle and crowds of people. There seemed to be a ring. There seemed to be two warriors on the platform, each holding a pen to sign a life and death certificate. One of them had just signed a life and death certificate.
The strong and heroic man wrote his name in such a way that even he probably didn't recognize it, and then he dropped the pen. The scholar who was responsible for putting away the two certificates of life and death hurriedly picked up the brush on the ground, cursing,
A reckless man. A reckless man.
Ning and Yao, the four of them, just joined in the fun here and did not go to the crowd. They were watching the martial arts fight in the ring on the second floor of a restaurant not far away.
Ning Yao and Pei Qian were okay, they could just stand at the window, but Xiaomi Li and the white-haired boy could only stick out their two little heads.
When Chen Ping'an appeared in the city, Ning Yao turned his head and looked at the green shirt with a sword on his back on the street.
Chen Pingan waved his hand and motioned for them to just stand where they were and went to find them himself.
Arriving at the second floor of the restaurant, Chen Ping'an discovered that the tables next to Ning Yao's wine table were filled with young handsome men and young masters who claimed to be romantic. They didn't even bother to watch the martial arts competition in the ring. They were chatting and laughing there, talking about famous martial arts figures.
The deeds in the world, the drunkard's intention is only to talk about those long-famous masters and masters, idle clouds and wild cranes in the world, and never forget to take him or his master with him. It's just that they were lucky enough to have a drink with them.
I was taught by a certain swordsman and a certain divine fist.
Ning Yao turned around and sat back down, Pei Qian smiled and nodded to his master, Xiaomi Li pursed his lips and smiled when he saw the good man Mountain Master, and the white-haired boy burst into tears when he saw the Yin Guan Ancestor.
Chen Ping'an originally wanted to sit next to Ning Yao, but Xiao Mi Li gave up his bench. The white-haired boy was a step behind, so he wiped it back and forth with his sleeves, and blew away the dust with a gentle breath.
Chen Ping'an took the bowl of wine handed over by Pei Qian and asked with a smile: "Where is this?"
Pei Qian whispered: "Taiping City."
Also known as Jiazi City, it is one of the four cities in China.
It is the only place on the night voyage where there are no cultivators. Mortal masters are rare in the past seventy years. It is estimated that any cultivator in the middle five realms who comes here does not need to be an earthly immortal, as long as he has the cultivation level of sea viewing realm, he will be here.
The best person in the world.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Why are you here for shopping?"
Ning Yao said in his heart: "We met the criminal officer Hao Su who came from Rongmao City over there in Lingxi City."
Chen Pingan nodded and saw that there was still a lot of wine in Ning Yao's wine bowl, so he didn't help pour the wine. It didn't matter that Pei Qian drank. He was a Jianghu man. Looking at the millet grains, he also drank the wine. But Chen Pingan's sight just arrived.
The millet grains were worth three hundred taels. He stretched out his hand to cover the wine bowl and said, "It's water, not wine. I don't know what wine tastes like. It doesn't taste good. It's very spicy. Only fools spend money."
Buy wine and drink..."
The white-haired boy sitting side by side with Xiaomi Li gloated: "Yes, yes, only fools spend money to drink."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You can pay the bill later."
The white-haired boy was so exhausted that he immediately picked up the wine bowl and said with a flattering face, "Ancestor Yin Guan is a learned man and a scheming man. This trip to the Confucian Temple will definitely steal the show and be famous all over the world. I am here to bring a bowl.
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Chen Pingan shook his head, took a sip of wine, and frowned slightly.
Ning Yao asked: "What happened? Did you fight with someone?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "We had a few fights, mainly the one with Cao Ci, where I got a little injured."
Pei Qian pricked up his ears.
Chen Pingan took out the porcelain bottle given by senior brother Jun Qian
, poured out a pill, put it into his mouth, swallowed it with wine, and said: "Cao Ci is still powerful, I lost."
As soon as Ning Yao heard that he was boxing with Cao Ci, he didn't worry too much about Chen Pingan. The two sides must have fought well-measured, and Chen Pingan didn't have any sluggish expression at the moment. Instead, his boxing intention became more refined, which was a good thing.
Chen Ping'an held back his laughter and said to Pei Qian: "Although Master lost, Cao Ci was beaten into a pig's head by Master, so it's not a loss."
Pei Qian scratched his head and said, "Didn't Master say that scolding others, exposing them, hitting them and slapping them in the face is a taboo in the world?"
Chen Pingan said: "No matter how polite you are to Cao Ci, we are all old friends."
Pei Qian grinned.
While drinking, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao talked about their respective issues from the bottom of their hearts.
The white-haired boy took the short winter melon Xiao Mili and continued to watch the competition in the ring. Xiaomi Li accompanied the short winter melon and stood on tiptoes, lying on the window and watching Heng Heng Haha on the other side of the ring, punching and kicking.
Chen Ping'an gave an overview of the meeting at the Confucian Temple, and Ning Yao told the judge Hao Su's reminder.
Ning Yao remembered one last thing, "On the Dajiu Mountain ferry, except for some monks who were willing to stay on the night boat, Master Zhang has already released the ferry and everyone else."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The best practice is to survive a disaster and make a false alarm. So it's your face that matters most. If it were me, the captain would either not show up at all. Even if he showed up, he would still be with me all over the place.
Ask for a price and pay back on the ground.”
Not just any sword cultivator can just use his sword to open a ferry and ban it if nothing happens.
This is the captain of the night boat, the master, paying tribute to the first man in a new world.
Ning Yao said angrily: "It's obviously for the sake of the Lisheng, and it has nothing to do with me."
Chen Ping'an smiled brightly and said: "Indeed, I may be the only one involved in this meeting. It is the ceremonial saint who will personally come forward to both receive and send off."
Ning Yao smiled and said: "What a great future."
An old master appeared out of thin air at the wine table and asked with a smile: "Can I have a bowl of wine with Mr. Chen and Miss Ning?"
His sudden appearance seemed like the guests near the wine table, even the drunkard who had been paying attention to Chen Ping'an, who was an eyesore, were completely unaware of it, as if they only thought it was natural and natural.
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I've met Captain Zhang. Let's sit down wherever we want."
After Master Zhang sat down, he took out a wine glass from his sleeve. The glass was full of wine, but it turned out to be the Jiuquan glass?
Chen Pingan asked: "Can you trouble the ship owner to say hello to the two city lords of Chicken Dog City and Baiyan City? I may not go there for the time being. I will definitely pay a visit next time I board the ship."
Master Zhang nodded and said, "No problem."
Chen Pingan asked again: "Can I open a shop over there in Toutiao City?"
Master Zhang still said politely, "Welcome."
On Osmanthus Island, there is a Guimai courtyard under Chen Ping'an's name. There is also a Yuying Cliff in Chunlu Garden, and a worm shop is also opened.
During this trip to Beiju Luzhou, we may also discuss with Longgong Dongtian about the "leasing" of a certain island.
It's the Fushui Island that has been without an owner for many years.
Chen Ping'an attached great importance to that landscape and planned to go there to practice behind closed doors from time to time in his future monastic career.
No matter what, Chen Ping'an hopes to get it in his pocket. Whether he buys it with the money from the gods or his connections and love, he must give it a try.
Dragon Palace Cave Heaven was divided up by three forces, Shuilong Sect near Shuilou Terrace, Duckweed Sword Lake by Li Cai, Chongxuan Department of Dayuan Dynasty, and then Shen Lin of Nanxun Water Palace who was promoted to Duke Lingyuan of Dadu and served as Longting Marquis.
The old Dadu Water School was Li Yuan. In the previous meeting at the Confucian Temple, Dayuan State Master Yang Qing probably took the initiative to visit Gongdelin, so in fact Chen Pingan was on the line except for the northern and southern sects of the Shuilong Sect. The lease of Fushui Island even
There is always a chance to buy it directly.
As long as the Shuilong Sect is willing to nod and agree to this matter, Chen Ping'an now has his own means to make money elsewhere with the Shuilong Sect.
It would certainly be better if there was a landing place similar to a ferry on top of this night boat.
In the future, in addition to being a school teacher and fishing, in the future leisure time of mountain cultivation, there is actually another one, which is to travel as many times as possible on the night boat, because there are many books here and more ancient stories. If you are lucky enough to go further, you can travel here
It would be more justifiable to open a shop directly while boarding the ship. Is it possible that only you, Shao Baojuan, can be allowed to be the city lord and I am not allowed to open a shop to do business?
Master Zhang said, "I have an idea. Mr. Chen, would you like to hear it?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Captain Zhang, tell me."
Master Zhang said: "Mr. Lin'an from Lingxi City wants to give up the position of city lord to Mr. Chen. What do you think?"
Chen Pingan turned to look at Ning Yao.
Ning Yao said: "It has nothing to do with me. I had a good chat with Mrs. Li when I visited Lingxi City before, but it is unlikely that she would just give away a city like this."
Zhang Fuzi revealed the answer, "It was Xiancha who boarded the ship first and suggested it. Mr. Lin'an thought it was feasible. I respect Mr. Lin'an's intention."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I don't have Shao Baojuan's innate ability to travel in dreams. If I become the lord of Lingxi City, I will only be a careless shopkeeper and let down Mr. Lin'an's trust. I can't see it. In the entry
There is a bookstore over there in the city, so I will be satisfied."
Master Zhang smiled and said: "The position of city lord is vacant for now. Anyway, there are two deputy city lords who are in charge of specific affairs. During the years when Mr. Lin'an was the city lord, she did not care about the general affairs, so Lingxi City continued to operate smoothly."
Chen Ping'an was stunned, "Master Zhang, didn't you tell me earlier?!"
Master Zhang just smiled and raised his glass, drinking alone.
Oh, now you know how to call me Master instead of Captain Zhang with whom you have an unfamiliar relationship?
Master Zhang asked: "If you open a shop and become the shopkeeper, what kind of business do you plan to open?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Write biographies of characters, and then follow the existing rules of night sailing in the city to buy and sell books."
Master Zhang nodded, "It's feasible. When will we get off the boat?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It depends on when the night ship docks at Skeleton Beach."
Master Zhang put away his wine glass and said with a smile: "It will take about an hour to take a slight detour."
Chen Pingan silently calculated in his mind, contacted the place where Ning Yao's sword light appeared previously, and the so-called Guixu Ferry by Li Sheng, and then roughly calculated the sailing speed of the night ship through the distance between Zhongtu Mountain Haizong and Nabeiju Luzhou Skeleton Beach.
Master Zhang stood up to say goodbye, but left a stack of golden talismans to Chen Pingan, but the top was a piece of cyan talisman paper, with a vast map of the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou, and there was a tiny golden light in it, saying "Slowly" on top of the talisman paper.
"The movement should be the whereabouts of the night ship on the vast world? The remaining golden talismans are regarded as the customs clearance documents for Chen Ping'an to board the ship in the future?
Chen Ping'an stood up, thanked him, and then said goodbye with fists in his hands.
Master Zhang smiled and reminded: "Mr. Chen is a Confucian scholar in the Confucian Temple, but the relationship between the Night Boat and the Confucian Temple has always been very ordinary, so this green talisman should not be near the Confucian Temple, and if possible, do not show it to others easily. As for
The method of boarding the ship is very simple. Mr. Chen only needs to crush an 'Extradition Talisman' on the sea, and then collect the golden light that pours spiritual energy into the blue talisman. The night ship will approach and find Mr. Chen. The Extradition Talisman is easy to learn and draw.
After using up twelve, Mr. Chen will need to draw the talisman himself."
After Master Zhang left, Ning Yao came over to inquire.
Chen Pingan put all the talismans in his sleeves and said: "First strive for a relationship that is neither enemies nor friends, and then have some business contacts to make each other better."
Ning Yao nodded.
Then she wouldn't have to think too much about all the night sailing matters, since he was good at it anyway.
On the other side of the window, the white-haired boy said that he was also a master, and he wanted to fly over there to compete on stage. He had to help Ancestor Yin Guan win the title of invincible opponent in the world, so that the trip would be worthwhile. Okay.
I feel sorry for myself, just saying that I am one of the disciples of Patriarch Yin Guan, but he is still the least accomplished one.
Xiaomi Li hugged the white-haired boy hard to prevent her from getting into trouble, and swayed closer to the wine table.
The white-haired boy kicked his legs wildly and screamed incessantly. The little girl in black said it was impossible, it was impossible to gain such a reputation in the world.
Chen Ping'an did not stop the two of them from making trouble, thinking about the so-called twenty people of the executioner.
Haosu himself, Zhengyang Shantian Wan, the immortal Han Yushu of Sanshan Blessed Land, and most likely, someone from the Qionglin Sect.
Since the criminal officer Hao Su came to the night ship, he stayed in Rongmei City for a long time. So the lord of Jiemei City, whose pseudonym is Shao Baojuan. This person may be an alternate member, so that he can fill the vacancy at any time.
Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party is a formal member, one of the twenty, but it is hidden very deeply. In this way, Shao Baojuan has enough reasons to design himself step by step in Entry City.
The Qionglin Sect has a deep connection with Bai Shang, the Great Sword Immortal from Luzhou, Beiju, who is the direct descendant of Xu Xuan. Because Xu Xuan is the person behind the scenes of the Qionglin Sect, Liu Jinglong has reminded him of this matter.
Otherwise, with the Jade Pu Realm cultivation of the leader of the Qionglin Sect, he would have been beaten to pieces by the swordsman and martial arts master in his hometown who did not like him, and the Qi practitioners and pure martial arts masters of Beiju Luzhou.
How many of them are easy to talk to? They often give people sacks and sap them, or they throw spells at other ancestral halls with swords flying like rain. There is no need for a reason.
There are business stalls as big as Qionglin Sect, up and down the mountain, all over Beiju Luzhou, and even in Aaiaizhou and Aquariuszhou. There are many businesses. Just mention the Xianjia mansions near the top of Tuli Mountain.
A veritable mountain of gold and silver.
When Qionglin Sect first found Caique Mansion, they offered Caique Mansion excellent conditions over and over again regarding the robe, and they were always very polite. Even though they were rejected by Caique Mansion many times, they didn't seem to give much afterwards.
The Caique Mansion secretly made a stumbling block. It seems that the drunkard's intention is not only in the wine, but also in the Luoluoshan. Is the Qionglin Sect worried about alerting the enemy? That's why he is so restrained and reserved?
Chen Ping'an did not even rule out the possibility that if the master of the Qionglin Sect was really one of the twenty people, there might be a second person hiding in the darker parts of the sect.
While Chen Ping'an was distracted and thinking about something, he said to Pei Qian: "I will teach you a boxing technique later on. You must learn it carefully. In the future, go to Pushan Thatched Cottage and ask Senior Huang Yiyun for boxing skills. You can use this boxing technique."
Pei Qian was a little nervous. After nodding, he secretly took a sip of wine to calm down.
Chen Pingan stood up and said: "Let's go out of the city and find a secluded place to teach boxing."
The white-haired boy rolled his eyes and swaggered to take the lead in leading the way.
As a result, Xiao Mili hugged me and said, "Check out, don't forget to pay."
The white-haired boy lamented, whispered to Xiaomi Li, and borrowed some scraps of silver.
Xiaomi Li gave the money, and immediately took out the slim charcoal pencils made by the old cook from the bookcase, then spread out a blank thin booklet on the table, opened the first page, and started to keep accounts while standing, looking serious and meticulous.
The little girl also has to raise her hands to cover while writing.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the account books that looked like the shop had just opened, and asked with a smile: "You lent me money before, why didn't you keep the accounts?"
Xiao Mi Li didn't even raise his head, but stretched out his hand to scratch his face and said: "Diao Donggua and I are friends in the world. Business transactions must be settled clearly. For example, if I owe money, I will also remember it. But I and the good mountain master,
Sister Ning and Pei Qian are all family members and don't need to keep accounts."
Pei Qian smiled and shook Xiaomi Li's head.
In such a flash, the words in the account book were written crookedly. Xiaomi Li stamped her feet in annoyance and reached out to slap Pei Qian's hand away, "Don't rush me, I'm keeping accounts."
The group of people walked out of this city full of rivers, lakes and marketplaces, branched off the busy official road, and found a random place, where they found a large persimmon forest with red flowers like fire.
I passed by a lake earlier. The water town was filled with mist, and the fishing boats looked like swimming fish.
The white-haired boy is now carrying millet grains and picking up those small red lanterns on the ground. The water and soil there cannot support people.
Ning Yao leaned against a tree with her arms folded across her chest. This was the first time she watched the master and apprentice teach and learn boxing.
Pei Qian took off the bamboo box and placed it far away. He seemed a little embarrassed, as if he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.
Chen Ping'an was a little strange and asked with a smile: "What's going on, so nervous?"
In fact, the one who should be nervous is his master. He has to be careful about being attacked again.
The eldest disciple was knocked down with one punch.
Pei Qian took a deep breath and stood solemnly, "Please master to teach me boxing."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Today's boxing teaching is very simple. I will only use one boxing technique to compete with you. As for you, you can attack at will."
As a result, as soon as Chen Ping'an extended his hand with one palm and raised his fist, Pei Qian took a step back.
Ning Yao felt that he couldn't teach this boxing today.
Chen Pingan became more and more confused, "Pei Qian?"
Pei Qian lowered his head and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I don't dare to punch."
Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said, "Why, are you worried that your level is too high and your punches are too strong, that you might accidentally injure the master with one punch and kill him half to death with two punches?"
Pei Qian just looked at the ground, shook his head and remained silent.
Chen Ping'an looked at Ning Yao. She shook her head and signaled to try another approach and not to force it.
Chen Pingan thought for a while, then turned to the white-haired boy and shouted: "Come here and help me."
The white-haired boy jumped to his feet and said: "It's me who pays the bill, and it's me who gets beaten up. Ancestor Yin Guan, do you still respect the ethics of the world?!"
Pei Qian raised his head, full of guilt. Chen Pingan smiled and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, just watch Master's punches carefully."
Ning Yao waved to Pei Qian.
Pei Qian walked over and Ning Yao whispered: "It's okay."
Pei Qian nodded.
Ning Yao saw that there was sweat on her forehead, so he gently helped Pei Qian wipe away the sweat.
Pei Qian was a little shy.
The white-haired boy put on a posture that was full of anger, then shook his shoulders, swayed his hands like water, shouted loudly, and then began to move, circling around Chen Pingan, "Ancestor Yin Guan, fists and feet have no eyes.
, how offended!”
Chen Ping'an stood there, almost giving up the idea of taking action.
Xiao Mi Li squatted in the distance and packed a large bag of persimmons that fell on the ground. He took one bite and didn't taste anything.
The white-haired boy walked around in a circle, jumped up and down, and the golden rooster was independent. He poked and poked with his palms and said seriously: "Ancestor Yin Guan, be careful with my Mantis Fist!"
Chen Ping'an simply kicked him. The white-haired boy was hit in the neck. His head tilted and bounced several times on the ground, while his body rolled.
The white-haired boy finally fell to the ground. He waved his hands and said feebly: "No more, no more, Xiaomi Li, remember to write down the money for the medicine. It's only three taels of silver. When we get back to Luopo Mountain, I'll follow you."
Wei Caishen is going."
Chen Pingan glared and said, "Be more serious."
The white-haired boy sighed, jumped up, patted the dust on his body, "Okay, okay, okay."
The two of them then sparred. The Ascension Realm Transformed Outer Heavenly Demon used some Qing Ming Tianxia Wufu boxing moves, while Chen Ping'an's boxing style was "sophisticated", like a woman's fists and kicks, but it looked "graceful", but in fact it was extremely fast.
Sharp.
Pei Qian watched carefully. Not only did she have a photographic memory of the boxing path and moves, she could also clearly see the traces of her master's boxing intention.
Not only Chen Pingan's moves, but also the white-haired boy's various boxing moves and stances that were well connected were all caught by Pei Qian.
In fact, after Wu Shuangjiang boarded the night ship and reunited with the inner demon Taoist monk, he secretly helped her open many restrictions. Therefore, the white-haired boy today is equivalent to a walking arsenal and a cave of gods. Wu Shuangjiang knows most of it.
She knew at least seven to eight points of some magical powers, swordsmanship and boxing skills. Perhaps among these seven or eight points, divine will and Taoist charm were somewhat lacking, but Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian who were traveling with her seemed to be enough for the master-disciple pair.
Perhaps this was Wu Shuangjiang's biggest return gift to Luo Luoshan in that transaction.
Wu Shuangjiang deliberately did not tell the truth, naturally he was sure that Chen Ping'an's "nephew dog who ran away after eating" could think of it.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an, who at first only wanted to show Pei Qian his punches, became more and more serious about his punches, and there was a sense of competition.
The white-haired boy screamed and casually handed out a punch, which was the trump card of a certain martial artist in the history of Qingming World.
Pei Qian wrote them down one by one.
Xiao Mili was busy eating persimmons, one after another. Suddenly he shrugged his shoulders and shuddered. At first it was just a bit astringent, but now his mouth seemed to be numb.
Ning Yao looked at that green shirt and her punches were like clouds and water. She felt a little regretful that she was not able to witness the boxing competition in the Confucian Temple.
Remember when he was on top of the city, he didn't seem to be able to hit Cao Ci with a single punch?
Nowadays, Chen Ping'an's punches are indeed everyone's style.
The reason is very simple and it looks good.
It’s no wonder that all those young martial artists who stayed in Hanxing Palace looked down on A Liang’s boxing skills. Later, when Zheng Dafeng taught him boxing, they didn’t think much of it. They all said that it was Master Yin Guan’s boxing style, which was both beautiful and practical. He was from the Xingguan lineage.
Pure warriors, because they were born as children at the earliest, are naturally close to this lineage and the Yinguan lineage in the summer palace. Especially the group of young martial artists with the best qualifications, regardless of gender, are very interested in "the newly appointed Yinguan Shopkeeper Chen"
, and even more respected.
Ning Yao pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes with a smile.
I wonder what kind of lively scene there will be when he goes to Ascension City in the future.
While Chen Ping'an was away on the ferry, Ning Yao not only chatted frequently with Xiao Mili, but also had a heart-to-heart talk with Pei Qian in private.
Perhaps because he was drinking with his wife, Pei Qian said something that had been hidden in his heart for many years while he was drinking. On Luolu Mountain, Pei Qian never said it even to sister Nuanshu and Xiaomili.
For example, she would miss the time when she was a child, when she helped solicit business in Qilong Lane, and would go to school every day. Although she didn't actually learn much, she just skipped classes and was in a daze every day. But later, when she grew up,
I will be very grateful for the good intentions of the master and the old cook. After all, I have gone to school, and I am serious and surrounded by the sound of reading.
There once was a teacher in a small town school. He probably felt that the black girl was too absent-minded and was so angry that he once asked Pei Qian to call his father.
The idle little girl just said, "My father is very busy and is away from home." He said in his heart, "You have no knowledge, why don't you teach me the old cook? Occasionally, I will pronounce the wrong words when reciting a book, so I will
Won't.
When will he return to his hometown?
I don’t know. The little girl said to herself, I know a hammer. Do you know who my father’s husband is? I’ll scare you to death if I tell you.
Pei Qian! Stand properly, sit properly, or stand properly, are you talking about that? Do you know what it means to respect teachers?
Oh. Pei Qian, who was perfunctory at that time, just thought in his heart that I am just one master, and it is none of your business. Let’s see what you are capable of. If you have the ability, let’s make a way out, go out and gesticulate, use a set of crazy swordsmanship, and fight.
You can go home and look in the mirror and not even know who you are.
But in the end, the old man said something to ask Pei Qian to stop being awkward and apologized anyway.
The teacher at that school said that looking at you, your family is not from a wealthy family. Your father finally let you come to study instead of helping you with farm work. Although it doesn't cost money to come to class here, he can't abuse you.
Your father and mother's expectations, they definitely hope that you can study and read seriously here. Don't talk about anything else, just that you help write Spring Festival couplets for the family, won't your father spend less money?
After that, Pei Qian became more disciplined when he was attending school, and at least he stopped drawing little people in books.
Pei Qian was talking about Grandpa Cui that night when he and his wife were sitting on the roof watching the moon.
Ning Yao asked her why she missed Senior Cui so much.
Pei Qian said that just in case, just in case, one day Master no longer wants me and drives me away, if Grandpa Cui is here, he will persuade Master and stop Master. And even if this is not the case, she will regard Grandpa Cui as her elder.
Now, when she was learning boxing on the second floor of the mountain, she was so filled with hatred every time that she wanted to punch that old guy to death. But when Grandpa Cui really stopped teaching boxing, she would hope that Grandpa Cui could continue to teach boxing.
Hey Quan, for hundreds of years and thousands of years, she is not afraid no matter how much hardship she endures, she still wants Grandpa Cui to be able to stay in Zhulou forever and not leave.
Finally, Pei Qian mentioned his master.
She said that although her master didn't teach her much about boxing or kicking, she felt that her master had already taught her the best boxing skills.
During those years when they traveled together, Master actually taught her every day not to be afraid of the world and how to get along with it.
On the rooftop on that bright moonlit night, Ning Yao just listened to Pei Qian, who was slightly drunk, and quietly listened to Chen Ping'an, the founding disciple, speaking softly from his heart.
After drinking, the words come out. It's like the words in the stomach have switched places with the wine in the pot.
In fact, upon closer inspection, Pei Qian is actually a pretty girl, the kind of woman who makes people feel more beautiful the more she looks at her.
After saying these words from the heart, the young woman Wu Fu, who was slender and had slightly dark skin, sat upright, clenched her hands and placed her knees lightly, her eyes firm.
The sparring session in the persimmon forest ended after the boy in white showed off more than a hundred wonderful punches and kicks.
However, both sides deliberately suppressed the situation and only used it within a radius of three feet. It was more about deciding the outcome based on the moves, otherwise a persimmon forest would disappear.
After Chen Pingan closed his fist, he looked at Pei Qian.
Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "Master, I remember everything."
The white-haired boy covered his head with one hand and his heart with the other. His steps were unsteady, swaying like a drunken man. He glanced at Chen Pingan cautiously from the corner of his eye and said in a trembling voice: "It's not good. Yin Guan's fist is too overbearing. I seem to be hurt."
I'm seriously injured, Xiaomi Li, help me quickly!"
Xiaomili ran over and carefully supported the white-haired boy.
Chen Ping'an's green shirt shook, and the dust from the footprints scattered. He shook his arms, especially the backs of his hands, which were a little numb. Good guy, I dared to have a lot of resentment, so I borrowed money from him to teach boxing while he was in a difficult situation.
When the opportunity comes to seek revenge, I use many tricks to go straight to my face.
Is it too late to start making amends now?
The group continued walking, Xiao Mili and the white-haired boy were playing and playing around. The two took the time to have a boxing match, and agreed that both parties would stand still and not move. Xiao Mili closed his eyes, turned sideways, and kept punching, and the white-haired boy kept punching.
The boy was hastily exchanging fists with him, and were they scratching each other? After the interrogation, they looked at each other, and they both felt that the other was a master.
The group finally appeared on the bow of the night sailing ship.
The outline of the southernmost land of Beiju Luzhou can already be vaguely seen.
The willows are green, the peach blossoms are red, the lotus flowers are withering, the osmanthus flowers are blooming, and there is peace and tranquility in the world.
Chen Pingan closed his eyes, lost in thought, and opened the last picture of time that he had never dared to see the ending of.
In that back alley somewhere in Tongyezhou, there was a little girl holding an umbrella and jumping home. She knocked on the door and met her parents. They sat down to eat together. The man picked up vegetables for his daughter.
The woman has a gentle smile, the family is reunited, and the lights are friendly.
Chen Pingan seemed to be standing in the alley outside the door. Looking at that scene, he was in a daze, his vision was blurred. He stood for a long time before turning around and leaving. He slowly turned back, as if there was a child behind him. When Chen Pingan turned his head, he looked like
The delicate child stopped and looked at Chen Ping'an with his eyes wide open. At one end of the alley, there was another older child who was hurriedly walking. He was thin and dark-skinned. He was carrying a large basket and a slit.
He was mending his sewing kit again, and rushed over. When he passed by Chen Pingan, he suddenly stopped. Chen Pingan squatted down, touched the youngest child's head, murmured, stood up and bent down again.
, gently tugged on the rope of the basket tied around the shoulders of the older child.
Practicing boxing will be very difficult in the future.
But when I was young, I carried a basket on my back up the mountain, walking alone in the hot sun. Every time I sweated, my shoulders really hurt.
Chen Ping'an's mind was dissipated and his vision was blurred. He had to leave and exit this extremely weird picture of the long river of time.
In an instant, I noticed that the child carrying the basket turned around and walked in the alley, then squatted down, his face turned pale, and he covered his stomach with his hands. Finally, he took off the basket, placed it against the wall, and started rolling on the ground.
The next moment, the sound of drums sounded in the ears of Chen Pingan and the child, as if someone was speaking, repeating two words over and over again, don't die.
In an instant, Chen Pingan opened his eyes on the night boat with a blank look on his face.
In the flash of lightning, I couldn't tell who that person was. I clearly heard that voice, but I couldn't remember it either.