The gentleman who returned from the Zhongtu Confucian Temple really came to Aquarius Island with the Lisheng.
Chen Ping'an and others immediately stood up. Cao Qinglang and his husband bowed and saluted together. Pei Qian saw the master's wife clasping her fists and saluting, so he imitated her, otherwise it would be awkward to bow to others.
Only the girl in the inn was a little embarrassed, so she had to stand up, look left and right, and finally chose to clasp fists with Master Ning. They are all informal people.
Just now she was wondering, what kind of martial arts sect is this? The one who speaks silently is the secret of sound transmission that has been lost for a long time in the world?
The girl followed the clues and thought about it again, could it be that Master Ning's gang is actually a group of top masters?
She never thought that another scholar would show up at this moment, and she suddenly felt confused again. It was very uncertain whether Master Ning was from some martial arts sect hidden in the corner.
Ning Yao touched the girl's head and said with a smile: "Go back to the inn first and promise not to steal your bench."
The girl hummed, and there was no point in staying here. She crossed the threshold alone, and after entering the inn, she lay down at the counter and whispered to her father: "Dad, there is a new scholar outside who I don't know. He is quite tall.
He looks quite bookish, and he could be a high-ranking official."
The old shopkeeper was reading a book over a side dish, and didn't even bother to turn his head to look outside the door. He said with a smile: "There are not enough scholars over there in Yichi Alley?"
Outside the inn door, Li Sheng smiled at Cao Qinglang and said, "It's rare."
Cao Qinglang bowed again.
The old scholar and the closed disciples all pretended not to hear the hidden meaning of Li Sheng's words.
Except Cao Qinglang is a rare reading seed.
It is rare to find a scholar from the literary sage lineage who does not resemble the literary sage lineage.
The Li Sheng turned to look at Pei Qian and said, "It doesn't hurt to take a look."
Pei Qian shook his head.
How could she dare to look at Li Sheng's state of mind casually?
Li Sheng finally said to Ning Yao: "As long as you are still the number one person in the colorful world, there are some unwritten rules that you must abide by, at least in Haoran Tianxia. When you return to the colorful world, even if the sky falls,
I don't care, because like the Confucian Temple, I need to abide by certain rules. Ning Yao, remember that any arbitrary act of any strong man on the mountain, no matter whether the starting point is good or bad, has consequences for the world we live in.
A huge impact and many invisible effects that may last for thousands of years."
There was no seriousness in the words, no sharp words, or even the intention of knocking. The ceremonial sages just spoke ordinary truths in a normal tone.
Ning Yao remained silent.
The old scholar coughed slightly, and Chen Ping'an immediately asked: "Mr. Lisheng, why don't you go sit over at my senior brother's house for a while?"
The Li Sheng nodded and said, "Okay."
The group of people went to the alley, and Li Sheng looked at the streets of Dali Capital City all the way. It was true that he had not set foot on Aquarius Continent for many years.
Chen Pingan asked: "Mr. Li Sheng, can you not send Ning Yao and I to the wild world, but just help Ning Yao and me return to the wild world from a certain place."
Likewise, the Li Sheng was only allowed to take action once.
"Somewhere? Isn't it Tuoyue Mountain?"
Li Sheng smiled and said: "Relying on those three mountain talismans, we can span two worlds. As you can imagine, the injury has not been completely healed. Such actions will only make things worse. I plan to sleep in Tuoyue Mountain for a few days to let Ning Yao
Discuss it with the big demon guarding the gate of Tuoyue Mountain. After you have rested, you and Ning Yao will demolish the ancestral hall together? It’s such a good thing. I can go to Tuoyue Mountain by myself without any permission.
They wait for two or three days and give me half a stick of incense to do it."
Chen Pingan nodded and gave up the idea without hesitation, "I understand."
In fact, regarding this matter, when Ning Yao proposed a trip to the Sword Qi Great Wall, Chen Pingan had already made a rough estimate in his mind. It seemed that the error was huge. The problem still lies in his own estimation of the distance between the two mountains with the help of the Three Mountain Talisman.
The sequelae of Zuotianxia and the underestimation of Tuoyue Mountain's prohibition. Now that Li Sheng has given this final result, Chen Ping'an can go back and verify the effect of the Three Mountains Talisman. He can even roughly calculate which way the two Tianxias can pass now.
The gate, as well as the connection degree of the four return passages.
Li Sheng walked slowly on the street and continued: "Don't rush to seek medical treatment. Take a step back and say, even if Tuoyue Mountain is really destroyed by you, A Liang will still be on the battlefield as he should be. You
Don’t underestimate the mental talents of those mountaintop monsters in the wild world.”
"I'm not denying your merits as a Yinguan, but I'm just talking about the matter. Back then, you were in charge of all affairs of the Summer Palace, and the Yinguan lineage was able to issue orders so smoothly. To a large extent, it was because you had the boss Sword Immortal Everywhere.
The protection of the boss, the Boss Sword Immortal, has given you, the last hidden official, all his ten thousand years of truth. If it were the court at the foot of the mountain, even in the Confucian Temple, no matter who supported you, you would never be able to repeat this incident.
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"Besides, have you ever thought that the person who is really waiting for Tuoyueshan might not only be A Liang, but also you, or even Ning Yao?"
Chen Pingan just listened to every word.
The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled.
Although the ceremonial sage has never been the kind of person who is stingy with words, in fact, as long as the ceremonial sage is trying to reason with others, he talks a lot, but we ceremonial sages generally do not speak easily.
The old scholar and Ning Yao said in their hearts: "Girl Ning, don't be angry, you can't do it. The sage's behavior has always been like this, very rigid. In someone's words, what is freedom? It means that when we go out on a rainy day, we have an umbrella in our hands.
The only lack of freedom is that you have to hold an umbrella and don’t step outside the umbrella.”
Ning Yao hummed.
Lisheng said: "We will discuss the water-stopping situation when we get to the house."
When they arrived at the entrance of the alley, the master and disciple, the old monk Liu Gao and the young Zhao Duanming, appeared immediately.
Chen Pingan pointed to Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang and explained: "My disciples and students are not outsiders."
Liu Gao moved two steps sideways, blocked the middle of the alley, pointed at the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and asked Chen Pingan: "Wait a minute, where is this person?"
You kid is pretending to be unreasonable with me, and you want to make a fool of yourself? If you want to get away with it, there is no way.
Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed. Senior brother is really good. He has found such a selfless gatekeeper. How can he really not understand any official rules or the ways of the world?
He took the lead and led the way. My husband walked side by side with Li Sheng behind, and behind him were Ning Yao, Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang.
Even with this attitude, you, Liu Ga, still can’t tell the difference?
Lisheng didn't mind at all, and introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Yu Ke, from the Chinese Confucian Temple."
Liu Gao thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I haven't heard of it. No matter who you are, don't blame me for being unkind. If you think I look down on others, it's up to you. Anyway, I have rules here, except for Mr. Cui's article
No one can enter this alley except for scholars who are familiar with the situation, or people who are doing business in the Great Li court."
The Chinese Confucian Temple is amazing, but there are not many good birds.
In the early years, Cui Guoshi returned home sadly, returned to his hometown of Aquarius, and finally served as Da Li Guoshi. In the final analysis, wasn't he forced by your Confucian Temple?
Chen Pingan felt powerless. In fact, he deliberately gave the old immortal master Liu a chance to get close to the Li Sheng. He just asked a casual question and said a few polite words. Liu Gao is good. Are you addicted to blocking people?
Young Zhao Duanming leaned against the wall, eating peanuts and watching the fun.
As a result, I found my brother Chen winking at me over there, secretly pointing at the man in scholar's shirt, and then at Mr. Vincent.
Zhao Duanming was worthy of being a descendant of the Zhao family in Tianshui. He immediately came back to his senses, his teeth chattered, and he said to his master: "Master, he seems to be... the sage of rites. The sage of the Confucian Temple!"
If Mr. Wen Sheng hadn't been present, and if there were Brother Chen's hints, the young man wouldn't have been able to recognize him even to death. Who dares to believe that Li Sheng would really walk in front of him? If he did, he would run back to his house and swear that he
When meeting the ceremonial sage, grandpa couldn't help but smile and say "haha", the silly boy was struck by lightning again?
As a descendant of the Shangzhu Kingdom, especially a man, I offer incense in many Confucian temples, large and small. It is normal not to recognize Master Wen Sheng. In fact, the real appearance is a bit different from the hanging portrait. Moreover, Wen Sheng’s status is
, the hanging statue has been removed for more than a hundred years, but the ceremonial saint is different. Year after year, it is hung in various Confucian temples, just accompanying the Holy Master.
The old monk had a sullen face, waved his hand, moved a few steps sideways, and cleared the way.
When the group of people entered the alley and almost reached the door of the house, the young man was willing to turn his head and look away. He found that his master had been facing the street, his eyes were dull, and he was sweating like rain.
In the end, the master and the disciple squatted together at the entrance of the alley. The old monk even made an exception and gave the young man a bottle of wine, and then they drank together in silence.
"Master."
"What are you doing?"
"Don't tell me, you old man is really a man. I always thought you were bragging. Either you are young and handsome and have countless heroines and fairies who admire you, or you are tough and can make even the National Master look up to you. Now I think you are probably
It’s true. If you continue to nag those old almanacs in the future, I will definitely not turn a deaf ear to you.”
"Shut up and drink your wine."
"Master, I think if the current situation continues, the person we stop next time will have to be the Holy Master, right?"
"go away!"
"Master, what are you doing in such a hurry with me? Fortunately, I reminded him that he is a sage."
"Have some salted peanuts."
The courtyard outside Renyun Yiyun Building is quiet and quiet, made of ordinary bluestones. On both sides of the courtyard, there are several clumps of green plantains and a solitary old and thin plum tree, neither bent nor straight, straight and shapeless.
The four of them sat around the stone table, with the youngest Cao Qinglang and Pei Qian standing.
Cao Qinglang stood behind his husband, while Pei Qian stood beside his wife.
Chen Pingan took out a jar of Baihua Brewing and four Flower God Cups.
Li Sheng smiled and said: "It's actually Baihua Brewing. I haven't had it for many years."
The old scholar stood up and said, "Ping An, just sit down and I'll pour wine for the ceremonial saint."
"Sir, I can do this kind of thing."
"No, no, no, you have finally returned to your hometown, but you are still working hard every day and have no time to spare. Instead of guarding the gate of Taiping Mountain, you have conflicts with others and even provoked immortals. It is such a thankless job, but you still have to help.
I went to Zhengyang Mountain to clean up the house and change my atmosphere. I went to the Confucian Temple. I didn’t say anything else. I just had a face-to-face meeting and fell into the eyes of Old Master Li. How could the old antique’s eyes be higher than his head?
His words are thorny. To be honest, even I am afraid of him. Now you have come to this great city of Lijing to help sort out the situation and try your best to find out and fill in the gaps. The result is good. If you avenge a kindness, you will never have a moment of peace of mind. Look, sir.
I feel heartbroken. If I don’t do some trivial things for you, sir, I will feel unhappy in my heart!”
Li Sheng looked at the two people who were arguing and said with a smile: "How about I pour the wine?"
As for the old scholar's weirdness and insinuations, just get used to it. In the early years of the Confucian Temple, the old scholar talked a lot. Anyway, he was the only one present in a cultural context, and he could spit at will without any worry of accidental injury.
The old scholar sat back in his seat angrily, and let the disciples pour the wine, followed by the guest Li Sheng, his own husband, Ning Yatou, and Chen Ping'an himself.
Before drinking, the Li Sheng said: "Wait a moment and go back twice."
The old scholar hurriedly said: "Why should the sage be like this?"
In the flash of lightning, the old scholar could only sigh and say nothing.
No matter how hard it was to stop him, in just a blink of an eye, the ritual "go back" was actually completed, and he finally returned to the "now".
Going against the long river of time, tracing back to the source, tracing back and following it, the road is blocked and long, which is called "returning".
To swim along the long river of time, in the same direction, along the water, and to travel faster than the flowing water is to "go".
Li Sheng smiled and said: "There is no legacy, you are very careful."
Since we are talking about the purely divine Chen Pingan, of course we are talking about the Chen Pingan in front of us. In fact, there is no difference.
Chen Ping'an stood up and bowed to express his thanks: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Sheng."
The old scholar asked cautiously: "Sheng Li, how far have you traveled just now?"
This is no small matter!
Lisheng said: "Don't worry, it's not far."
The old scholar began to use a famous secret skill that even his disciples had not learned, and acted rogue, "Don't tell me these lies, tell me, how far have you come!"
Li Sheng turned to look at Chen Pingan, his eyes asking, as if the answer was on Chen Pingan's side.
Chen Ping'an couldn't pretend to be stupid, so he had to bite the bullet and give the answer in his heart: "There is a saying in Zen Buddhism, which says that if something looks like something, it will miss the mark."
Just like there is an old saying in Chen Ping'an's hometown, you should not tell outsiders when making a wish to a Bodhisattva, otherwise it will not be effective. If you are sincere, your wishes will be fulfilled, and all requests will be answered.
The old scholar raised his wine glass with both hands, with a smile on his face, "Let me mention one thing first, Li Sheng. Drinking alone is meaningless. Why don't we two brothers go first? You can do whatever you want. I can even go three."
After a good meal, which no one would have persuaded anyone to drink, the old scholar suddenly felt a sense of recklessness.
The Li Sheng was really casual, he just raised his glass and took a sip of the wine. The old scholar stretched his neck, waited, forget it, the Li Sheng couldn’t drink enough, so he shouldn’t be so polite and followed up with a sip of the wine. This was
You can drink the wine you finally earned as a disciple with great difficulty, but then you have to give away the few pots of Baihua Brew you have.
Chen Ping'an asked a big question: "I was at the inn earlier. Has he already met the Lisheng?"
The Lisheng nodded.
Chen Pingan was completely speechless.
How can we calculate the order of things like this?
According to Master Xu's interpretation of the word, the four directions above and below are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe. The Buddhists have a theory of the immeasurable and boundless world in the ten directions.
The Taoist ancestor once said that there is something mixed, born from heaven and earth, indescribable, and the strong word is called Tao. That guy Lu Chen directly said that it is drowned in ants, weeds, and feces.
After the Li Sheng took a sip of wine, he said coldly: "If you want to reach the fifteenth level, you need to completely transcend all the great imprisonment caused by words."
The old scholar spat out his drink.
Chen Pingan became more and more stunned and speechless.
Ning Yao was thoughtful.
Cao Qinglang and Pei Qian looked at each other. One was worried, the other was proud. The former shook his head slightly, while the latter glared at him.
Li Sheng was about to get up and leave Aquarius Island, and escort Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao to the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
The great ancestor of the barbaric wilderness had too many sequelae of the "military dissolution", and he needed to peel off the cocoon bit by bit.
The old scholar quickly wiped his mouth and took the other person's arm, "I just drank a glass of wine and left without giving any face? Let's chat again. It's just a few more words. It won't delay anything. Besides, my direct descendants will be here again.
Well, please save me some face."
Chen Ping'an immediately poured a glass of wine for the Li Sheng, because he still had many doubts in his mind and wanted to take the opportunity to ask the Li Sheng.
Ning Yao, Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang were all silent.
Most people would not speak like this if they really want to save face.
The ceremonial saint had to sit down again.
Chen Ping'an asked in his heart: "Sir, the real name of the Li Sheng is Yu. Is he abiding by his principles? Or is he a guest of his guests?"
There is no record of the name of Li Sheng in the book, and Chen Pingan has never heard anyone mention it before.
Li Sheng said: "It's the latter."
Chen Ping'an was a little shy. From Li Sheng's side, it really doesn't mean much if he doesn't express his feelings.
The Li Sheng smiled and said: "Abide by the rules? It doesn't really count. I'm just responsible for formulating the etiquette."
Chen Pingan took a sip of wine.
Similar words, probably like A Liang saying that I am bragging? Ning Yao saying that swordsmanship needs practice? Master Huolong saying that he knows a thing or two about Taoism. Boss Sword Immortal saying that he is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and nothing counts.
After pouring a glass of wine for his husband, Chen Pingan asked: "Is the tomb built by the Ascension Realm ghost in the sea the 'hanging tomb' recorded in ancient books?"
This kind of mausoleum often belongs to ancient emperors alone. There are many mechanisms inside. It neither ascends to heaven nor enters the netherworld. It is like an alternative kind of "immortality". It has achieved immortality and is not bound by any great ways. It is just in the vast world.
, has only been recorded in writing, and has not been seen in real form for thousands of years, so that even the monks on the mountain regarded it as some kind of weird and strange nonsense.
The Li Sheng nodded and said, "That's true."
Chen Pingan raised his head and glanced at the sky.
That Wenhai is so thoughtful and so haunting.
The Ascension Realm ghost found by Ning Yao must be a deeply buried chess piece in the Wild World. For example, when Haoran Tianxia launched a large-scale attack on the Wild World, it suddenly shattered a certain channel to return to ruins, monks, and ferries.
In addition to the loss of soldiers and horses, this is a near-fatal blow to the hearts of the people in the world. Any Qi practitioner would be worried inside.
Those who arrive at the battlefield in the wild world, the mountain monks and the soldiers of the major dynasties will all be worried about their retreat. Those who have not rushed to the battlefield are even more worried about their safety. It seems uncertain whether they will survive to see the scenery of the wild world.
But the most terrifying thing is that Zhou Mi had already calculated this result "in case". What is even more terrifying is that Wen Hai Zhou Mi did it deliberately, not even squandering the life of an Ascended Realm ghost, but also letting Haoran Tian go to the barbaric wilderness.
Walking around the world becomes safer, more stable, and more at ease, and I feel like I no longer have any scruples or worries.
Chen Ping'an always had something to say to Ning Yao, so this concern was expressed to Ning Yao directly.
Ning Yao's answer couldn't be simpler. I'm only responsible for using swords against people I don't like. I can't control the rest. If you want to think about it, just think about it. If you don't want to think about it, just say hello to the Confucian Temple and let them go.
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Chen Pingan agreed with a smile at that time, saying that he would think about it as best he could, and no matter how much he did, he would not think about it anymore.
Probably because only Ning Yao like this would let Chen Pingan talk about his thoughts and concerns without any taboo.
All the thoughts in the world cannot be kept closed, otherwise everyone who thinks too much and thinks carefully may have a bitter face.
Chen Pingan asked: "Does the Confucian Temple have similar arrangements?"
The Li Sheng smiled and said: "Of course, it is disrespectful to come and not reciprocate."
Finally, Chen Ping'an asked a question that has been deep in his heart for many years, "Did the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family in Middle Earth harbor evil intentions during the Thirteen Battles at the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
In that scene, the Wild World and the Great Wall of Sword Qi each sent thirteen people to capture and kill each other.
Xiao Xun, Lu Zhi, Ning Yao's parents, Yue Qing, Mi Hu, Zhang Lu, Yao Chongdao, Li Tuimi...
The lists of both sides are fixed and clear. The paper strength of both sides is roughly equal. The key lies in the order.
Regarding the ranking arrangement, it was finally proven that the sword cultivator who was extremely unfavorable to the Great Wall of Sword Qi was simply falling into the trap of the barbaric world step by step.
For example, Ning Yao's parents went into battle, and the Great Sword Immortal Zhang Lu lost to Shou Chen. If A Liang hadn't come out at the bottom and killed an ascended demon with his sword, Sword Qi Great Wall would have lost everything.
An ancestor of the Lu family once specialized in deducing heavenly secrets, and he sacrificed his Dao cultivation for this. Moreover, he was not even the Immortal Realm he claimed to be, but a genuine Ascension Realm great monk.
Li Sheng shook his head and said: "It was the other party who was superior in skills. The Confucian Temple later found out that it was Chusheng of the Manhuang who was hiding in the sky, that is, the old man who appeared in Tuoyue Mountain with Xiao Min during the last meeting. Chusheng had teamed up with several people
The ancient gods secretly used the method of moving stars to change fights, and plotted against the Lu family of the Yin Yang family. If there are no accidents, Chu Sheng's actions were carefully and secretly instructed, and with this, he could achieve many successes with one fell swoop."
Let the world lose a great monk of the Yin and Yang family who has ascended to the ascension level.
Loss part of the top combat power of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
In the eyes of Haoran's ordinary monks who are not at the top of the mountain, a city of swordsmanship can win the war. In such a barbaric world, even if it hits Haoran's world, what kind of trouble will it cause.
Since he is not familiar with military strategies and formations, he only knows how to fight with brute force, and his top-notch combat power is so useless, when he reaches Haoran, he will just end up being locked up and beaten.
Li Sheng asked: "If this is not the answer, what would you do?"
Cao Qinglang, who had been standing, held his breath and concentrated, clenching his hands into fists.
Pei Qian narrowed his eyes.
The old scholar is here but the old god is here.
Chen Pingan answered truthfully: "The Lu family of the Yin Yang family will be the next Zhengyang Mountain, and it may be even worse."
Li Sheng smiled and said: "I have seen some grudges on the mountain."
The old scholar added helpfully, "No, I don't care."
Chen Pingan was about to speak but stopped.
The Li Sheng gave an example, "The man and the grasshopper."
No one asked anything, and the other one gave an incomprehensible answer.
Chen Pingan nodded, understanding.
Ning Yao was too lazy to think too much and finally started to raise a glass and drink. Cao Qinglang was puzzled and Pei Qian looked confused.
The grasshopper has a broken leg and is still jumping around.
As the leader of spiritual beings, apart from those who practice Taoism, they cannot possess such powerful vitality.
As soon as Chen Pingan heard this metaphor, he immediately thought of the Xianjia ferry. In Chen Pingan's earlier imagination, a ferry that shuttled through the sea of clouds was, in theory, an interlocking and extremely sophisticated existence. However, in fact, one
The construction and composition of the Xianjia ferry, except for the key formation centers that are kept secret, is actually far... rougher than Chen Ping'an imagined.
In the same way, the entire human world and the world require a certain degree of gap and distance. The same is true for the king of heaven and earth, the king, the master, and the master. It does not mean that blind closeness is a good thing.
If Lisheng strictly controls everything in Haoran Tianxia, then Haoran Tianxia will definitely not be the Haoran Tianxia it is today. As for whether it may be better or worse, no one knows the outcome except Lisheng himself.
.The ultimate fact is that the sage still chooses to turn a blind eye to many things. Why? Do you intend to raise all kinds of people with the same rice? Do you treat certain mistakes tolerantly, or do you feel that the mistake itself is
A kind of human nature that keeps a distance from divinity. This is what makes people human?
Cui Dongshan once put forward an extremely weird argument. It is actually a great thing for someone to become a Confucian saint with perfect merits, or become a Buddha, or become a pure person in Bai Yujing. So suppose that one day, everyone will really be like this.
Is he a saint who has no faults? Suppose everyone is a literary saint or a sub-sage, what will happen? Billions of people are the same? Is it a great blessing, or will it make us ordinary masters who have not cultivated their minds enough?
, do you feel a little bit frightened today?
Chen Ping'an thought further and further, without even realizing it. He waited until he picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the drink before he came back to his senses and immediately stopped those complicated thoughts that were wandering thousands of miles away.
Li Sheng said: "Have you decided where to go?"
Chen Pingan said: "The Great Wall of Sword Qi."
The old scholar was sneaking around and winked at the ceremonial saint aside.
Li Sheng shook his head. This meaningless thing has proven that you, a closed disciple, have no chance of creating the outer bodies of Yin God and Yang God.
The old scholar still refused to give up and tried again.
Li Sheng still shook his head.
The old scholar raised his chin and tilted it in the direction of the imitation Bai Yujing. I finally had a quarrel and won the argument with the old master who disliked the Confucian Temple.
The Li Sheng ignored him and stood up. The old scholar had already rushed to the Li Sheng's side and stretched out his hands.
The Li Sheng had no choice but to say to Chen Ping'an: "This trip to the Sword Qi Great Wall will make your situation similar to that of the Confucian Temple, similar to the Yin God traveling far away from the body."
Chen Pingan nodded, then stretched out his hand and held the long sword Yeyou in his hand.
It just so happened that there happened to be something big or small in the capital, which made Chen Ping'an pay more attention. If he could really borrow stones from other mountains to attack jade, he could verify what someone was thinking, and maybe he could answer the question raised by student Cui Dongshan back then.
The answer to that question may still be wrong in the end, but at least it is a reply from the teacher to the student.
The next moment, it was as if only Ning Yao disappeared out of thin air, and Chen Ping'an was left behind, except that the Night Sword was missing from his hand.
Li Sheng walked towards the courtyard gate, and the old scholar and Chen Ping'an followed him.
Chen Pingan turned to the two students and disciples and smiled: "You can go to the library to find books. If you like them, you can take them yourself. You're welcome."
Cao Qinglang and Pei Qian entered the library. Pei Qian had no intention of borrowing books, but he saw that Cao Qinglang was almost like a gangster and was neither a thief nor a thief. In the blink of an eye, he took several books.
Pei Qian said angrily: "You're almost done."
Cao Qinglang ignored her, and soon changed from holding the book in his hand to holding a pile of books in his arms. Judging from the posture, it was like borrowing and never returning.
Pei Qian had nothing to do with him, and felt that if he were still a child, he would have kicked him long ago.
Cao Qinglang said for no reason: "Do you have a booklet specifically to record Mr.'s chestnuts?"
Pei Qian said angrily: "How did you know?!"
Neither Sister Nuanshu nor Xiao Mili knew about this matter.
She indeed kept a secret book, which was more hidden than all the account books, and she secretly named it "The Collection of Chestnuts"...
Every time Master knocked chestnuts, the time, place, and specific reasons were all recorded in detail.
Cao Qinglang turned around and said with surprise: "Is it really there? No, I have to tell my husband."
It's really just a random guess.
Pei Qian chuckled and crossed his fingers. You want to sue, right? Then don't blame me for not caring about our friendship.
Cao Qinglang smiled and said, "You're just kidding. By the way, do you know that my husband is actually very worried about you wandering around because you look too much like him?"
Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "I learned from my master, but I can't learn it well. Besides, if I learn it like it one day, it will be my own path."
After a moment of silence, Pei Qian seemed to mutter to himself, "Master, don't worry about this."
Cao Qinglang asked: "You can tell Master these words yourself."
Pei Qian sat on the threshold, with his back turned to so many books, and said dullly: "I don't dare."
Cao Qinglang faced the bookshelf, with his back to the door, and said to himself: "How dare you do this? If you don't say it, Master will always be worried about you. Only if you say it, Master will really
Don’t worry, because I will feel that you have really grown up.”
Pei Qian didn't speak for a long time.
Cao Qinglang has been looking for and picking up books, and then said: "Then let me tell you what I really want to say. I will never forgive Pei Qian when I was a child, and I may never forgive him in the future.
On the other side of the Great Wall of Qi, I lied to make my husband and junior senior brother feel at ease. But now, senior sister, I feel very good."
Pei Qian, who had his back turned to Cao Qinglang, suddenly turned red.
Because she actually knew that Cao Qinglang didn't lie at all that time. The real lie was today.
Pei Qian sat on the threshold, bowed his head and hugged his knees with his hands.
Cao Qinglang turned around and asked: "Pei Qian, you have taken too many books. Can you lend me a square inch?"
Pei Qian muttered: "Get out."
Cao Qinglang smiled and said: "It calculates the interest."
Seeing that Pei Qian still didn't respond, Cao Qinglang had no choice but to give up.
As he approached the gate of the house, Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped and turned to look at Renyun Yiyun Building.
Back then, I was holding an umbrella and walking out of the rainy alley with Cao Qinglang. There was a little black girl, standing alone at the door for a long time.
Li Sheng and the old scholar continued to move forward and did not stop until they reached the door.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, turned his head, and walked quickly towards the door.
The Confucian Temple, or this ceremonial saint, was often in the same predicament as his senior brother Cui Chan.
When Cui Chan visited Luopo Mountain, he had a frank conversation with Chen Ping'an.
If I say it, will anyone believe it? Even if some people believe it, does it mean something good will happen?
Maybe if they knew the truth earlier, more people would choose to open their doors to welcome guests, and the advancement of the wild world would become smoother. Fuyao Continent and Tongye Continent would be completely destroyed, and Aquarius Continent would be captured as quickly as possible.
After that, Jinjia Continent, Liuxia Continent, Aai Ai Continent, and many forces from the three continents surrendered without a fight. In the end, only Beiju Luzhou and Nanposu Continent would accompany the Middle-earth Divine Continent to resist and then fall one after another...
In Chen Ping'an's view, the three people who have worked hardest in the world for thousands of years are the sage who obeys the rules of heaven and earth, the swordsman who is the boss of the Great Sword Qi Wall of Hedao, and the old man who smokes and smokes all the time in the backyard of the medicine shop.
The three of them seemed to be drawing the earth as a prison, and it was for a full ten thousand years.
In Chen Ping'an's eyes, regardless of whether Grandpa Yang had any long-term plans for him or not, even if he later learned the identity of the old man, in his eyes, Grandpa Yang was always a human being, not some young boy who was in charge of an ascension platform.
Lisheng said: "Tell Ning Yao that she still needs to go to the Confucian Temple."
Chen Pingan agreed.
It's not the Lisheng and the Confucian Temple who are putting on airs, but the Confucian Temple's recognition of Ning Yao's identity.
Chen Pingan bowed and did not get up for a long time.
The old scholar gently patted the disciple's arm, and Chen Pingan stood up.
Looking at the young man's clear eyes, Li Sheng smiled and said, "It's nothing."
The reason why many good principles are in vain is because the people who reason have not actually felt the same way, and have not shared the joys and sorrows of those who listen to the reason, so they cannot truly compare their hearts.
Just like in the early years in Rouge County of Caiyi Kingdom, when the little girl Zhao Luan suffered a disaster, she only felt close to the stranger Chen Ping'an.
Because it was the same hardship.
The beauty of a person is all in his eyes. A moment of silence is worth a thousand words.
Chen Ping'an had only been with the Great Wall of Sword Qi for so many years and almost went crazy. That's why he was more aware of the sacrifices made by the boss Sword Immortal and Li Sheng. It was the same reason, so Li Sheng replied that it was nothing.
Before the Lisheng left, he smiled and said: "I just want to say that preaching, teaching, and solving doubts is the same as your husband, which is very good."
The old scholar stamped his feet and complained: "Li Sheng, wouldn't it be better to save these sincere words for discussing matters in the Confucian Temple?!"
Li Sheng glanced sideways at the old scholar.
The old scholar immediately followed the trend and said with a hearty smile: "Now that is said, it is also very good. You don't need too many ears to hear good words."
After the Li Sheng crossed the threshold, he instantly returned to the Middle Earth.
The old scholar walked with Chen Ping'an in the alley, "Treasure Ning Yatou, no one can make her so stubborn except you."
Chen Ping'an was confused and didn't know why his husband would say this.
It was rare for the old scholar to be with this closed disciple. He wanted to be angry. He raised his hand subconsciously and immediately took it back. He almost thought he was a fool. In the end, he just laughed angrily and said: "You bastard, you are not pretending this time."
Stupid, really stupid! You don't pretend to be stupid when you should be stupid, and you don't realize it when you shouldn't be stupid. You didn't realize that Ning Yatou, during this trip to Haoran, did she often take the initiative on your side?
I started the conversation just to get you to say a few more words?"
Chen Pingan scratched his head, as if this was really the case.
The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, and the man and woman fell in love together. As expected, he, as a teacher, still had some knowledge to teach his disciples.
Chen Ping'an said: "Sir, the order cannot be messed up, otherwise no matter how good the knowledge behind you is, without the foundation in the front, it will be like a loft in the sky."
The old scholar thought for a while, feeling helpless and relieved. He stroked his beard and nodded, saying, "Yes, that's right."
Suddenly there was an ouch, and the old scholar said: "I miss Brother Bai Ye a little bit. According to Li Sheng, he already has his first natal flying sword, but he just doesn't know the dozens of names I helped pick out earlier.
Which one."
Chen Pingan was shocked and said: "Mr. Bai is already a sword cultivator?"
The old scholar nodded, "No."
The old scholar touched his head and said, "What a perfect match."
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Sir, what can you say?"
The old scholar exclaimed, "Brother Bai Ye has turned into a child. He insists on finding a tiger-headed hat for himself to wear. No matter how much I try to persuade him, sir, I can't stop him."
Chen Pingan thought for a while and agreed: "That's almost the same as me not being able to stop Liu Jinglong from drinking."
In the back alley, these two gentlemen and students looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
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The carriage stopped at the entrance of a Taoist temple, and the young novice monk said, "Miss Zhou, we are here."
Zhou Haijing got off the carriage and looked at the face. She was small enough, almost like a woman with an oval face. He clicked his tongue and said: "Ge Daolu, is it that your Lord Daozheng is practicing the method of immortality in such a small Taoist temple? Or is it that?
After entering the door, you will find a unique fairy mansion, occupying an amazing area.
Incomparably huge, there are a lot of immortal birds and beasts?”
Ge Ling smiled and explained: "It's not as mysterious as what Miss Zhou said, and it's not big inside. It's just an ordinary four-entry courtyard. The Taoist priests who live here all the year round, and the six Taoist priests, each division is divided into three or four people.
There are only about twenty Taoist priests in total, and half of them cannot live in a single room."
Zhou Haijing smiled and said: "Although a sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs."
Zhou Haijing turned to the little bald man and asked: "You, a young monk, come to the Taoist temple, won't you violate any taboos?"
The little novice monk clasped his hands together, shook his head and said: "The worlds in the ten directions are all pure lands. You can come and go."
Zhou Haijing found this little bald man's words quite interesting, "When I was wandering around the rivers and lakes, I saw with my own eyes some monks who were known as Buddhist dragons and elephants. They actually had the courage to scold Buddha and ancestors. Do you dare?"
The little novice shook his head like a rattle, "Don't dare, don't dare. The little novice now has seven orifices and six orifices to understand Buddhism. How can he dare to be disrespectful to the Buddha?"
Zhou Haijing asked casually: "Then the monk I met, does that count as...slandering the Buddha?"
The young novice patiently explained: "The level of Buddhism does not depend on their fighting skills. It has nothing to do with whether they are Qigong practitioners. Those eminent monks who claim to be superior to Buddhas and ancestors have great potential for Zen.
It's not nonsense. It's just that they can say that, but young novices can't learn like this now, otherwise they will be like falling into a devil's cave..."
Alas, it is better to chat with Mr. Chen to save worry and effort.
Listening to the little monk's endless talk, Zhou Haijing regretted mentioning this.
Fortunately, the Taoist temple is only so big. Ge Ling has already led them to a side room, which is where the genealogy office of Lord Dao Lu is located. There is a chair and a bench for entertaining guests. Ge Ling moves the chair
After giving it to Zhou Haijing, the little novice monk sat on the bench. Ge Ling poured two more bowls of water for Zhou Haijing and the little novice monk. Zhou Haijing waved his hands and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you secretly took the Mongolian sweat medicine. When you go out, especially for women, it's better to drink some water."
It’s better to be careful.”
Ge Ling had no choice but to keep the bowl of water for himself. Zhou Haijing reached out his hand and said with a smile, "Ge Daolu is too incapable of making jokes."
The young novice was not in a hurry to drink water. He lowered his head and glanced at the water in the bowl and looked at it carefully.
The Buddha sees a bowl of water containing forty-eight thousand insects.
Zhou Haijing caught sight of the little bald head from the corner of his eye and was stunned. Damn it, is it possible that this decent-looking Ge Daolu could really do such a dirty deed?
Ge Ling really didn't know what kind of path this great martial arts master had taken.
Song Xu arrived quickly, and Zhou Haijing deliberately waited until the footsteps approached the door before looking up.
Hey, the real master is here.
Song Xu crossed the threshold and saw that there was no room to sit down. He signaled to Ge Ling and the young novice monks that they did not have to give up their seats. He clasped fists with Zhou Haijing and said straight to the point: "My name is Song Xu. I am from the Song family in Wei Township, Hu County.
, is now a sword cultivator and officially invites Grandmaster Zhou to join our Earth Branch lineage."
Zhou Haijing spurted out water on the spot.
No matter how remote she was from, no matter how ignorant she was, she still knew where the Longxing Land of the Song royal family in Dali was.
Why, my mouth has been opened to the public. Even if His Majesty the Emperor is not attracted by the beauty of a commoner girl, a young member of the royal family is attracted by it. Is she really hiding her beauty in a golden house?
Song Xu didn't know what was going on and turned to look at Ge Ling.
Ge Ling said with a smile: "On the way here, Miss Zhou joked whether she would be chosen by His Majesty to be in the palace."
Song Xu laughed it off and said, "Master Zhou is overly worried. Don't worry about this matter. Your Majesty will not do such a thing, and I have no such disrespectful thoughts."
Zhou Haijing said seriously: "No, why are you being disrespectful? Master Ge, can you give me a separate room so I can put on my makeup first?"
Song Xu and Ge Ling looked at each other. The little novice monk held a bowl in one hand, lowered his head and faced a bowl of water, silently reciting Amitabha Buddha.
Ge Ling introduced in detail: "Song Xu is the second prince of our Great Li Dynasty."
Zhou Haijing sighed, but it was a pity that he was a swordsman.
Song Xu did not have any unnecessary polite greetings, and roughly explained to Zhou Haijing the origin of the Earthly Branches lineage, as well as the pros and cons of becoming one of them.
In fact, the so-called disadvantages are really nothing. At most, they can't rely on their status to kill innocent people indiscriminately. As long as they don't identify themselves with others, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Punishment will not even care about any personal grudges, but the premise is not to cause too much damage to the general public.
The interests of the Li Dynasty. Then there are the opportunities for them to fight. There will not be too many. It is very likely that within a hundred years, there may not be one. But as long as it is their turn to take action, the opponents they will target will definitely be immortals.
When the realm started, Song Xu spoke without any taboos and with great sincerity. He directly reported a series of imaginary enemies, including Wei Bo, the king of the Five Mountains in one continent, Jin Qing and his ilk, Qizhen, the emperor of Shengaozong, and the head of the Jiang family in Yunlin... who might be there...
A hundred years later, the monks of the Earth Branch lineage each broke through. The enemy they need to face at that time, the person Yuan Huajing is ultimately responsible for killing with his sword, will be an unruly native, or a passing Aquarius.
A great monk from the Ascension Realm from a foreign country in China.
Zhou Haijing didn't interrupt from beginning to end. When Song Xu finished speaking, she smiled and shook her head and said: "I don't believe such a good thing can happen in the world, so I refuse."
Song Xu poured himself a bowl of water, drank it in one breath, nodded and said, "It's such a good thing."
Zhou Haijing asked with a smile: "If I don't agree, will you buy or sell by force?"
Song Xu nodded and said: "Yes."
Zhou Haijing rolled his eyes, well, if you accidentally stumble into a thief's den, then I can't accidentally board a thief's ship.
Song Xu said: "Since we have chosen you, you can't refuse."
There are still very few great masters of martial arts, even if you look at the mountains and rivers of Aquarius Continent, there are only a few people on the previous list. Yu Hong is limited by his martial arts qualifications and is old, so he is doomed to be hopeless. And Bei Hong
In fact, the Dali Xingbu had already contacted the Xiu Niang in Ju Luzhou who was also a martial artist in the mountaintop realm, and the advice she gave her was to give up.
As for the more suitable Pei Qian... forget it, no one wants to deal with that hidden official now.
Zhou Haijing shook the water bowl, "What if I have to refuse? Will I not be able to leave the capital?"
Song Xu nodded and said: "It's bad luck, that's what it is. If you're lucky and can escape from the capital with your ability, then you won't be allowed to step into the territory of Dali for the rest of your life, and you'll be executed immediately if you find out."
Zhou Haijing clicked his tongue and said, "Hey, that's what you said. I finally believe that you are the second prince of the Song family in Dali."
Song Xu smiled and said, "That's all I have to say."
Zhou Haijing casually threw the water bowl on the table, stretched out his thumb, wiped his lips, and said slowly: "By the way, what does it mean to harm Da Li's interests too much? Can anyone help explain it."
Ge Ling took the initiative and said: "For example, someone who has the martial destiny of Da Li, or a monk in the upper five realms in Da Li, excluding wild cultivators."
Zhou Haijing groaned, was silent for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Can't you be more relaxed, without restraint, lawless, and kill whoever you want? Don't you Dali border troops all have military exploits? Let's trade them for heads."
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Song Xu shook his head and said, "No."
Ge Ling added, "If we really have enmity with these two people, we can report it in advance. As long as the punishment and the two ministers of the Ministry of Rites have passed, we can still take action, and we guarantee that there will be no worries."
Zhou Haijing said with a smile: "I am a woman born in a fisherman's village. I only dare to walk around the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain, but I have no ability to provoke the gods floating around on the mountain."
No one spoke, so she had to continue: "From your tone, even the officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Punishment can't control you, so why do you care about those rules? Is this considered leaderless? In that case, what are you doing?
Why don't you choose a big brother to take the lead? I think His Highness the Second Prince is very good. He is good-looking, amiable, patient and has a high state of mind. He is much better than Yuan Jianxian who likes to have a bad face."
Ge Ling said: "The Imperial Master has established several unshakable rules that must be followed."
Zhou Haijing curled his lips, "But the Imperial Master who personally founded the Dizhi lineage is no longer here."
Song Xu shook his head and said: "The real rules are found in places where no one is around."
Zhou Haijing frowned, as if she didn't think such words would come out of the mouth of a Da Li prince.
Ge Ling said with a smile: "Miss Zhou, it's okay to say this kind of thing here, but be sure not to let Mr. Chen listen to it."
The little novice monk put his hand to his mouth and whispered: "Maybe you have heard me."
Ge Ling nodded, convinced, and glanced outside the door. He didn't think that the restrictions on the landscape of his Taoist temple could stop Chen Ping'an from sneaking in with his flying sword. This hidden official, Chen Jianxian, did a lot of things... sophistication.
In short, they have experienced it firsthand, more than once, and the price is more painful each time.
songs
One person.
Zhou Haijing stood up and said, "I rented that carriage. Can you help me return it?"
Song Xu smiled and nodded: "Of course it's no problem."
Zhou Haijing was very angry, "Do you not only know which shop, but also find out exactly how much I spent?"
Song Xu said: "As long as Grandmaster Zhou agrees to become a member of our Earthly Branch, the Ministry of Punishment will not investigate these privacy issues. This benefit will take effect immediately."
Zhou Haijing smiled and said: "I'll think about it again. I have to think carefully about such a big matter before I give you an answer. By the way, can you lend me a piece of nothing to play with first? You guys are talking so much, what if it's all true?
As for the liar. Only Wushipai cannot be faked, and no one dares to fake it."
Song Xu took out a first-class "nothing" card he had prepared from his sleeve and gently threw it to Zhou Haijing.
Zhou Haijing walked towards the door, "Don't give it away, I won't run away."
In the end, no one really sent her out, which made her furious to death.
After Zhou Haijing left the gate of the Taoist temple, she put on a mask and immediately transformed into an ordinary woman's appearance. She then wandered all the way and walked back to her residence in the capital.
What Su Lang said about just going with the flow and choosing a place is not a lie. When she first arrived in the capital and went to the temple fair, although she was covered with face, she couldn't hide her figure, her bulging breasts
With a slim waist, what man wouldn’t be a little jealous when he saw it?
He was soon targeted by two teenage thieves, who were extremely brave. One wanted to take advantage of the situation, while the other went even further and even wanted to steal money.
The one who wanted to wipe it off looked pretty and pretty, so he pinched his cheek and twisted it. The pain made the young man's face full of tears, as if half of his face had been torn off by the woman.
As for that little bastard who dared to steal money, not only did he dislocate his hands, but he was also kicked to the ground by her. He was rolling on the ground in pain. He felt that his gall was about to break. Then he was stepped on the side of his face by her.
, grind it repeatedly with an embroidered shoe.
After that, she asked the two teenagers to lead the way and offered to help them find a place to stay, on one condition: she didn't have to spend any money.
Then I found the current place to live. Apart from the fact that it didn't cost any money, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal knew what a good method it was.
Within the capital city of Dali, there are many wealthy families like Chixiang and Chier Street, there are also grievances and grievances of frogs in the well, and there are also some places where chickens crow, dogs are thieves, and horses are thin and hairy.
Walking past a roadside pig pen, Zhou Haijing glanced inside and saw that he was still a little thin. Even if he sneaked into his house in the middle of the night, he wouldn't have a few kilograms of meat to stew.
The New Year is sad, what is the hardest thing to get through?
Are they poor people with no money? Haha, no, they are actually pigs.
Zhou Haijing laughed to himself, it was funny and interesting, he was indeed very funny. Whoever marries me in the future who is lucky enough to marry me will definitely not be bored every day, both in bed and under the bed.
She was walking in a dark alley when she suddenly stopped and sneered: "Chen Jianxian, as the leader of a sect, aren't you not kind enough to act in such a sneaky way?"
After a while, Zhou Haijing breathed a sigh of relief. Either he was overthinking it or he didn't lie.
In fact, she had been carefully checking the qi around her along the way, but she still couldn't find any clues.
Zhou Haijing spat on the ground. Compared with the ordinary people at the foot of the mountain, these ethereal and dog-like cultivators are veritable gods on the mountain. Their strength is extraordinary and extraordinary, and they do things better than the people in the world.
If you don't follow the rules and don't follow the rules, what else can you do besides using force to break the rules.
Along the way, she passed several alleys with the scent of low-quality makeup and powder, and chatted and joked with some sisters she was already familiar with. A woman persuaded her to join her, saying that it was easy to make money. Zhou Haijing replied, "Isn't that right?"
It was so easy to make money. Several women were smiling brightly together, but it became increasingly difficult to hide the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes.
Zhou Haijing returned to his residence, which was a secluded and shabby little courtyard, with two teenagers squatting at the door.
Zhou Haijing kicked one of them away and said with a smile, young men with good looks like you should be careful when going out, maybe one day your butt will hurt.
She took out the key and opened the door, not bothering to close the door, so she went to collect the clothes at the clothes drying pole. She stood on tiptoes, stopped her waist, and stretched her arms. The two teenagers sitting outside the door tilted their necks and strained together.
Look at that graceful figure... a shrew.
Zhou Hai did not move the camera, and continued to collect the clothes on the bamboo pole, laughing and scolding: "Be careful, I will jump you to death."
In an alley not far from the yard, someone coughed.
Zhou Haijing became angry because of embarrassment, "What a shameless Chen Jianxian! Why don't you just sit on the bamboo pole and wait for me?!"
Chen Ping'an walked to the door, stopped, clasped his fists and apologized: "Coming here uninvited will offend me. I have something to do..."
Zhou Haijing directly threw a piece of clothing, "Apologise, then die!"
Chen Ping'an felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he ducked sideways in an instant, "Then I'll come back next time."
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On top of the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall, two figures appeared out of thin air, just on the edge of the cliff.
Chen Ping'an looked at the opposite side. Many years ago, he had stood on the edge of the cliff opposite. Looking at the gray robe here, he could at least add a hint of Li Zhen.
Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Ping'an took Ning Yao to find Wei Jin and Cao Jun, swept away, and finally stood at the head of the city between the two sword cultivators.
Wei Jin said: "Mr. Zuo has gone south."
Chen Pingan nodded. Although he had already guessed it, he was still worried when he heard the answer.
Sitting on the edge of the city, looking into the distance.
Ning Yao stood aside.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask the two of them: "Did my senior brother help you pass the message to someone?"
Wei Jin said calmly: "No."
Cao Jun smiled playfully and didn't say anything. He just looked at the guy whose face gradually turned gloomy. Did he take the wrong medicine? No way, a Zhengyang Mountain greeting ceremony, what a romantic swordsman, people are so infuriating, thinking that he is in Aquarius Island
He fought with Tong Yezhou to the death, fired numerous swords, and gained no fame.
As a result, Cao Jun was glanced at by Ning Yao.
Cao Jun could only say: "Here, apart from teaching swordsmanship, Mr. Zuo has never bothered to talk nonsense to me."
Chen Pingan is easy to talk to, but this girl is different.
Just when he said this, Cao Jun became furious and said angrily: "Chen Ping'an! Who said that Mr. Zuo invited me to practice swordsmanship here?"
Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "It's me, what's wrong?"
As long as the senior brother didn't ask someone to help with the message, even if the trip went south, it would still be extremely risky, but at least it was not the worst-case scenario that Chen Ping'an had previously imagined.
Cao Jun glanced at Ning Yao and endured it.
Chen Ping'an remained silent, just looking into the distance.
Ning Yao sat aside.
Cao Jun remembered something and said: "Chen Da Jianxian, there are many immortal masters who come here to play now, big and small. They all eat and have nothing to do every day, so they go to pick up the rubble from the city wall and take it back.
No one cares about it, I guess it will happen by now."
I never thought that Chen Ping'an was just like a deaf person.
Cao Jun said nothing more.
After a long time, Chen Ping'an came back to his senses, turned around and asked, "What did you just say?"
Cao Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He lazily raised his hands to hold the back of his head and said, "It's okay."
Chen Pingan did not look into the distance this time, but lowered his gaze and looked at the vast land below his feet.
Over the past ten thousand years, many sword cultivators have lived in a foreign land, but here they come, like wind and rain, and go like dust.