Such an unexpected heavy snowfall is like an immortal crushing a white jade plate and scattering countless snow coins.
A thick layer of snow quickly accumulated on top of the city. Chen Pingan, who was squatting, deliberately gathered his fist and sword energy, letting the snowflakes fall on his head, shoulders and green shirt.
Those who practice Taoism are immune to cold and heat. The so-called cold and heat actually refer not only to the changes in the four seasons, but also to the joys and sorrows of human beings in this world.
Today, the ruins of the Jianqi Great Wall are like a deserted city outside the Great Wall with no one to guard the border. The lonely city outside the pass suddenly suddenly snows under the dense snow, and there are scattered flowers. The pieces are as big as copper coins. Thousands of mountains are cold and steep, birds are hard to find, and all traces of wild people are gone.
There is the sound of broken jade, and the sky and snow sing together.
Lu Chen had already stood up and put away the set of drinking utensils that he didn't know where he came from in the autumn wind. Originally, Lu Chen planned to leave and return to the Qingming world. There were many friends there and a lot of fun, and the master had previously visited Bai Yujing.
, he gave his proud disciple a kind and considerate edict. He no longer had to go to the outer world to do useless work. He returned to the Qingming world and had nothing to do. Even his senior brother, who was the most disciplined, couldn't say anything about him. But
It was really rare to visit the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Lu Chen couldn't bear to leave so soon. He worked hard to use the magic power of a saint to attract such a heavy snow. He shamelessly didn't move and started to reach out to catch the snow.
, and soon kneaded a snowball for him, and kept beating it, becoming more and more dense and heavy.
Lu Chen gently threw the snowball and rubbed his chin with one hand, "The moon in the sky seems to have gathered snow, and the snow in the world seems to have broken into pieces. The lonely light shines in the eyes, the moon and snow are both clear, and only people are superfluous."
Chen Ping'an chuckled, a superficial smile but not a smile at all. In fact, it would be better not to smile at all.
Lu Chen chuckled and threw the snowball out of the city, making an arc and falling.
As expected, we scholars are the most elegant. Pure sword cultivators like Miss Ning and Xingguan Hao Su are a little less interesting.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Master Lu, aren't you leaving yet?"
Lu Chen lamented: "Mountains can drive mountains away, but people can't drive people away."
In the early years when Chen Qingdu was still here, Lu Chen actually wanted to come here as a guest, but because of a senior fellow who wanted to save face, Lu Chen had to give up this plan. Otherwise, because of A Liang's temper, he would have gone to Tianwaitian back then.
And if you fall near Bai Yujing, you will definitely have to fight against the fire. Even if you Yu Dou is really invincible, you don’t dare to go to the Great Sword Qi Wall to fight the boss Sword Immortal, leaving it to Lu Chen.
Wouldn't it be outrageous if he, a junior fellow student, fell in love with the boss swordsman at first sight and called each other brothers and sisters? This is just like the family at the foot of the mountain. The brothers and sisters in the family have never married, so it is naturally difficult for the younger brother and younger sister to get married early.
In fact, Yu Dou even walked to the gate of the Great Wall of Sword Qi back then, but in the end he still did not have a sword fight with Chen Qingdu, leaving only a catch-and-release pavilion where tourists from later generations flocked. As for the upside-down mountain, Yu Dou
The largest mountain-shaped seal in the world created by his own hands actually has no far-reaching meaning. It is the Master Bai Yujing Er who is known as Zhen Invincible. He is thinking that one day in the future when he and Chen Qing will have a sword fight, there will be a ferry there.
There is no need to look at the face of the sage who is the gatekeeper of the Confucian Temple. After defeating Chen Qingdu, he will directly ascend from the wild world with a sword and return to Baiyujing.
Of course, until Chen Qingdu opened the way for Feisheng City with his sword, Dao Lao Er Yu Dou didn't take any action.
As long as there was an opportunity to praise Yu Dou, Lu Chen, the senior Taoist priest of the pair of senior brothers, would naturally not be stingy with his kind words. He soon preached some words that were fair and easy on people's hearts, saying that at the top of the sword mountain, each of them was invincible.
, the two peaks stand side by side, each has his own business, how can he not be truly invincible? Who dares to say otherwise? Come to Xuandu Temple and have a drink with Pindao. There will be a distinction between high and low at the wine table. How dare you talk nonsense? To our Qingming world
The person who takes the lead in a fight is gesticulating, but the poor guy will be the first to get angry and won't be able to kill you.
Chen Ping'an suddenly turned to Ning Yao and said, "Headmaster Lu will usually not lie to others as long as he speaks to others, but you can't believe them all."
It's the same reason as believing in all books is worse than having no books at all. Some people like to deliberately tell only part of the truth, which is not the truth, and may even make people stay away from the truth.
Chen Pingan's words were not expressed in his heart.
Ning Yao nodded and said: "In the small town, I have learned the lesson a long time ago."
Lu Chen patted the snow on his shoulder and said with a shy face: "Speaking to someone's face is like punching someone in the face, which is against the rules of the world. They say that noble people are slow to speak and speak little. You can't just talk about it. You should speak less and nod more.
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Chen Ping'an just looked at the vast expanse of snow, his thoughts were running around, and he was wandering thousands of miles away. He no longer deliberately restrained his complicated thoughts, and just let the horse rein, like a white horse passing through the gap, running around the small world.
The poet Haoran once said that snow is something with roots and buds, not a flower of wealth in the world.
Many local customs and old sayings passed down from generation to generation in small towns often have great origins and are indeed very different from ordinary towns and villages. And the rain, snow and dew that have not yet fallen between heaven and earth are commonly known as rootless water by the elders in the hometown.
Nowadays, the vast world's water transport is divided into two. Mrs. Dandan of Lushui Keng is in charge of land water transport, and the new four-sea water kings, including Zhigui, are in charge of all other water transport.
Aunt Feng is not the only wind god in ancient times, so she does not rank among the twelve high-ranking gods. Even the Chinese Confucian Temple, which has the richest collection of old lunar calendars, and the summer palace, which is the least taboo, still does not seem to have a complete catalog of the twelve high-ranking gods.
, as if both parties were abiding by an agreement and deliberately concealed it to prevent future generations from reading it.
If Jiashen Zhang Sword Cultivator Yusi is the reincarnation of the Rain Master, as the assistant officer of the Water God, one of the five supreme gods, but like Aunt Feng, he has never been among the twelve gods. This means that Yusi was born in the wilderness of Tianluo.
The reincarnation of the gods of the earth had been assigned part of the divine responsibilities in ancient times, and Yusi, the former rain master, was the assistant this time, and the gods of the water department were the main and respected ones.
Previously, Lu Chen mentioned the sissy from Longyao in his hometown. Chen Ping'an immediately began to be immersed in it. At the same time, he sacrificed a bird in a cage to protect his Taoist heart, so that Lu Chen, who was standing next to him, could not explore it casually.
Go to the library built by the Heart Lake to check the entries and search for any clues.
Seeing that Chen Pingan continued to be a dull gourd, Lu Chen smiled to himself and said: "Besides, I said this half-heartedly, but Chen Pingan, you are the same, deliberately not talking to me, choosing to continue to act stupid. But it doesn't matter, comparing your heart to your heart is a Buddha
It’s a family matter. I’m a Taoist, and you just believe in Buddhism, but you’re not really a monk. Neither of us has this kind of respect.”
Lu Chen then raised his hands, took a breath of mist, rubbed his hands continuously, and said with a playful smile: "I have no control over my heart, and I am half-way through the world. How can I not wear out one pair of straw sandals."
Chen Pingan just pretended not to hear Lu Chen's words and turned a deaf ear.
In fact, this hidden line that seems to be far away in the horizon, but is actually very close to you, once picked up, can help you see the complete ins and outs of a clue. Maybe it will help you to understand the tug-of-war between Chen Ping'an and Pure Ran Divinity.
It's just the location of a certain winning hand, it's too crucial.
Back then, Chen Ping'an left the Great Wall of Sword Qi with the ancient sword "Chang Qi" lent to him by the boss Sword Immortal on his back, and traveled through the Lotus Flower Blessed Land of the Old Guanzhu. After returning to Aquarius Continent from Tongye Continent, Old Dragon City
Above the sea of clouds, under the protection of Fan Junmao, Chen Pingan once set out to refine the natal substance of the water of the Five Elements.
Fan Junmao, who later became the female tiger of Yizhou Nanyue, was also Fan Er's sister. Because she was the reincarnation of a god, she practiced one way and broke through the realm quickly. She was never narrow-minded and could be said to be overwhelming. When the two met for the first time, they happened to go in opposite directions.
, each on the two ferries that took the dragon road. Fan Junmao later directly pointed out that her trip to the north was to find Old Man Yang, which was equivalent to openly acknowledging her identity as the reincarnation of a god.
When Chen Pingan completed the refining of the water seal, I remember that after Fan Junmao saw the atmosphere of his water house, he was able to make the green-clothed little man with a pure background in the water law line willingly obey Chen Pingan's orders. She
He was quite surprised at that time. He stood up immediately, spoke hurriedly, and said something strange that Chen Pingan didn't think much about back then. Fan Junmao actually asked Chen Pingan directly if he was the reincarnation of the Rain Master.
Chen Ping'an was confused when he heard this, and even joked that Fan Junmao had made a fresh and refined flattery. In the end, Fan Junmao seemed to have denied that guess, and said something even more eloquent, in which he mentioned "
"Sissy", saying that Chen Ping'an is far from good.
What's more, even though Chen Ping'an was overly worried at that time, all his thoughts were focused on Lu Tai, whom he had traveled with before, and he really didn't think much about the man from Longyao in his hometown.
Chen Ping'an even speculated whether Lu Tai was the Rain Master. After all, the two parties took the Osmanthus Island ferry together and passed by the Yulong Sect with the statue of the Rain Master. Lu Tai did have a few robes and ribbons on his body.
They are very similar. Looking back now, it's just Zou Zi's deception? Did he deliberately let himself be in the dark and not think too much about his hometown?
Jia Shen Zhang, Tan's natal flying sword is "Jia Qi", and Jian Xiu Yusi, who has the natal flying sword "Waterfall", in the secret section of the summer palace, in fact, compared to the bamboo basket, Liu Bai and Tan are a few
There are more, both. These two sword cultivators followed Zhou Mi to heaven and occupied a divine position in the old heaven. Yu Si, especially, seemed to have inherited the divinity that was stripped away from Li Liu, making it possible in ancient times.
Yusi, who was not even among the twelve divine beings originally, was suddenly placed in a high position, which meant that he jumped several levels and directly became the water god, one of the five highest gods.
It's just that Chen Pingan still doesn't know anything. Assuming that the man who worked in the Long Kiln in his hometown was indeed a high-ranking rain god, then he was really dead. Old Man Yang used the magical power to cover the sky and the sun, so his divinity disappeared.
, returned to the world, and was taken into the hands of Old Man Yang, who was given to him in the end? When he was alive, he was still the same man who spent his whole life complaining about himself and being born in the wrong child. He has taken advantage of the opportunity to fill the gap and "walked into" Fengxue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, etc.
The ancestral family of the military family has the same stable situation as Aunt Feng?
In fact, before meeting Lu Tai, Chen Pingan's memory of that sissy man had long been blurred. Apart from the guilt buried deep in his heart, Chen Pingan would not have thought much about it. If he had not met Lu Tai, Chen Pingan would not have thought about it too much.
Maybe he wouldn't even say a word, or even say anything to Ning Yao who had nothing to say in his whole life.
He is a grown man with a soft voice, rough fingers and calluses on his palms, but he likes to raise his orchid fingers when speaking.
However, this man was very good at needlework. The rough houses over at Long Kiln and the festive paper-cuts posted on the windows every year were all made by this man who stayed up late at night and cut them carefully with scissors. The craftsmanship of the women in his hometown could not compare with him.
Chen Ping'an's biggest impression is that of an old man who was a kiln worker. He was used to being bullied. He often helped people clean and mend clothes. He wore a brass thimble on his finger, bit off the thread under the lamp, and shook it off to mend it.
Good clothes, squinting and smiling.
It's not unfair to say that he looks like a girl.
Chen Pingan can only say that he doesn't like or dislike him. Annoyance will definitely annoy him, but Chen Pingan can tolerate it. After all, the only person this man could bully back then was the boy from Mud Bottle Alley who was even more pitiful than him. Yes.
The next time a man took the lead in making noises and said something too much. Liu Xianyang happened to be passing by and slapped the man so hard that he spun in circles. His face was swollen to the size of a steamed bun. Then he kicked him to the ground. If it hadn't been for Chen Ping'an,
When he was stopped, Liu Xianyang picked up a useless sagger on the roadside and was about to smash it on the man's head. After being stopped by Chen Pingan, Liu Xianyang threw the sagger and smashed it on the ground, threatening the man to be beaten.
The man who is still sitting on the ground holding his stomach and rubbing his cheeks with an apologetic smile on his face. You are a bad person who only dares to bully good people. If you are caught again in the future, I will take a knife and cut your face into pieces. I will help you die like a mother.
their hearts.
Later, men really didn't dare to trouble Chen Ping'an. At most, they would say some innocuous flirtations behind his back. Because everyone knew that Liu Xianyang was Old Man Yao's favorite apprentice. At that time, all the brothels
The workers all know very well that Liu Xianyang will most likely be the next kiln master of Long Kiln in the future. The key is that this guy is young, tall and has a bad temper.
He was very chatty and easy to deal with. Liu Xianyang was generous with his money on weekdays and never kept any money. He would give out the money at the beginning of the month but spend it all in the middle of the month. Therefore, most people would not want to mess with someone who was well-liked and had better porcelain-making qualifications.
Liu Xianyang.
In fact, Chen Ping'an is not the only person who comes from a miserable background in a small town. Who doesn't live a miserable life? Who has the right to say that he is impatient? Besides, if a person is worried about trivial things, how can he be more annoyed than having no money in his pocket?
No hope?
Anyway, on the first day of every month, all kiln workers and apprentices can receive more or less wages from Old Man Yao. At that time, no one will be bothered.
Thinking of Yu Si and others, it is inevitable that he will feel worried. Thinking of that sissy who was in a miserable situation, he feels a little sad. Just thinking of Liu Xianyang makes Chen Ping'an smile again.
Probably as Lu Chen said, Chen Ping'an is really good at tearing down the east wall to repair the west wall, moving things, and changing places. Maybe he is afraid of poverty, not the kind of poverty that cannot lead a good life, but the kind of poverty that almost cannot survive.
, so Chen Pingan likes to carefully classify all the things he has on hand since he was a child, and tidy them up properly. What he gains and what he loses is clear to everyone. Probably because of this, he went to Huanghuaguan in Daquan Dynasty.
, I feel sorry for the obsessive-compulsive disorder of His Highness the Prince who must arrange every book neatly. Chen Pingan has almost never lost anything in his life, so he took the little treasure bottle on his first trip and lost it.
After getting the hairpin, he didn't even look for it. He just continued to build a small green bamboo bookcase with his head down, and just told Lin Shouyi that he couldn't find it.
Chen Pingan put away his thoughts, closed his hands, and breathed gently.
When things happen in Da Li Capital, I really need to go to the Yang Family Pharmacy immediately.
Lu Chen stretched his body and yawned, "Let's go, Hao Su, we made an appointment. Don't die in the wild world. Take your time with your sword and accumulate enough battle achievements. When you get to the Qingming world, remember to do it."
Come and have a drink with Pindao. With your swordsmanship and your official position in the Sword Qi Great Wall, you can become a city lord in Bai Yujing...
It’s not easy to operate, but if you wait a hundred years and become one of the owners of the twelfth floor, I can really work hard.”
Chen Pingan shook his head, shook off the snow all over his body, stood up slowly, patted his green shirt, and asked with a smile: "Lu Chen, how about we make a deal?"
Lu Chen stopped immediately and agreed without saying a word, "Okay."
Chen Pingan turned to look at Ning Yao.
She nodded, raised her eyes to look into the distance, and raised her eyebrows, which was exactly what she meant.
Chen Ping'an looked at the city on the other side and asked with a smile in his heart: "Master Qi?"
Qi Tingji nodded and said: "Then try to engrave one more word. I will do what Senior Zongyuan missed back then."
Chen Pingan asked again, "Mr. Lu?"
Lu Zhi had a rare smile and said, "I'm just waiting for your words."
The slender, slightly tall and thin woman Da Sword Fairy had a bigger smile on her face, "If we are lucky, both of us can come back alive, and there is no need to say anything more. If only one of us can come back alive, in this city
Go ahead and pour a bottle of wine for the other party."
Chen Pingan agreed to this with a smile.
Lu Chen looked leisurely.
Whether Chen Ping'an asked Qi Tingji first or Lu Zhi first, there is a knowledge of human nature and sophistication hidden in it.
Lu Zhi would definitely agree, but Qi Tingji would not necessarily do so. It would be unreasonable to ask Lu Zhi first. Qi Tingji would not agree, which would be unworthy of the demeanor of a swordsman and a sect master.
It's just that something unexpected happened to Lu Chen. Qi Tingji not only agreed to use the sword, but also seemed to have had this intention for a long time. After Qi Tingji left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the sky was vast and there were no constraints anymore. He finally forced his mind and gave up his dream of being the best in the colorful world.
That plan has gained a firm foothold in the vast world. If you choose to follow everyone out of the city to hand over the sword today, life or death is uncertain. No one dares to say that they will be able to leave the wild world alive. As for the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, once it loses its master and chief minister,
Why should he be so powerful in the world of Haoran? Maybe in that Nan Po Suo continent, there is a swordsmanship sect that does not live up to its name.
Lu Chen asked curiously: "Old Sword Immortal Qi, why are you willing to do this? It doesn't seem to be in line with your usual style of planning and then acting."
Qi Tingji smiled and did not give an answer.
In Lu Chen's eyes, he only saw the young-looking old swordsman standing on the top of the city. He was slender and handsome. His clothes were the same color as the snow, and he wore a black sheath sword on his waist. There was indeed a handsome man and beauty in the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Probably this is the sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
If you need to be reasonable in doing things, why bother practicing swordsmanship?
Of the two swordsmen on the battlefield, A Liang is a foreigner, and the left and right are still foreigners.
Chen Pingan, the hidden official who is about to rush to the battlefield, is also a foreigner.
I, Qi Tingji, as the oldest local sword cultivator on the Sword Qi Great Wall, would like to toast all the foreign sword cultivators who died here.
Chen Pingan finally asked: "What did the criminal officer say?"
Hao Su crossed his arms across his chest and said: "We agreed in advance that if we have any military exploits, we can pick up the head and give it to me so that I can do business with the Confucian Temple. I will repay this favor to you in the future when I go to Qingming World. If you are willing to agree,
, I will follow you for this life. No matter how incompetent I am as a prison officer, I am still a swordsman after all. So don’t worry, as long as you draw the sword, no matter life or death."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "No problem."
Because Lu Zhi had no words, the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple roughly guessed the truth. He raised his head and looked at the flying snow. Wei Jin seemed to remember the winter in his hometown sect when he was young.
Peers.
Wei Jin stretched out his hand to hold the long sword across his knees and said: "Add me one more, and I promise not to hold you back."
Chen Ping'an shook his head, "You are not at the right level for the time being."
Although Wei Jin was a swordsman in the Immortal Realm, it was inappropriate and unsuitable for him to travel to the wild hinterland this time.
Chen Ping'an's current words seemed to tell Wei and Jin that Cao Jun could not enter the summer palace, which was correct.
Cao Jun couldn't help but defend himself against the great swordsman of Fengxue Temple, and said in his heart: "Chen Ping'an is at a lower level than you, how dare you say such a thing?"
Wei Jin didn't seem to care at all. He changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, which was equivalent to giving up the plan.
Cao Jun said anxiously: "Wei Jin, what's the matter with you? When you get to Chen Ping'an, you don't have any toughness in what you say and do."
Wei Jin answered the question and said, "What I said before was wrong. In fact, you can go to the summer palace."
Cao Jun's eyes lit up.
Wei Jin added: "Anyway, there is already Miyu at the bottom. If you go to the summer palace, he will definitely follow you."
Cao Jun asked in confusion: "That Mi Ban Yao, who was extremely powerful with his sword in Old Dragon City, and whose deeds were legendary, how could he have been so miserable in the summer palace in his early years?"
Wei Jin nodded and said: "It's worse than you think. In the end, I had to hide in Chunbanzhai, with the table next to the door, and work as a doorkeeper every day."
Cao Jun looked at the smiling Wei Jin and sighed, somewhat envious of Wei Jin and Chen Ping'an, fellow countrymen, who became the hometown sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Wei Jin smiled and said: "This Great Wall of Sword Qi is the best place I have ever walked in."
Wei Jin paused for a moment and then said: "The only drawback is that the drinks here are quite deceptive."
Lu Chen supported the lotus crown on his head, suppressed his smile, and said softly: "Don't think about good things before they happen. Are you being a little impulsive by taking risks like this?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Young man, don't be pessimistic."
Lu Zhong slapped the Taoist crown hard, and then said, "By the way, I forgot to ask how to do this deal."
"I suffered a little loss and temporarily lent Lu Chen his boxing and sword skills. Lu Chen only lent me his Tao skills temporarily."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Master Lu, this little thing can't trouble you, right?"
Lu Chen's face was full of shock and he said: "Exchanging boxing and swordsmanship for Dao, two for one, will you suffer too much?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Patience will reveal your skills, and you will gain rewards if you suffer losses."
Lu Chen nodded, deeply convinced.
Chen Ping'an turned to look at Lu Chen, with a serious look on his face, and said: "One code, one code, Mr. Lu, I have something to do, thank you."
After learning boxing and sword practice, whenever he mentioned Lu Chen, he would call him by his first name.
When he serves as a hermit official and returns to his hometown, he is usually called Lu Zhangjiao.
In fact, when he was a boy, Chen Ping'an always called Lu Chen "Daozhang Lu".
Lu Chen smiled and didn't say anything. He just lifted up the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and the breeze blew, picking up snowflakes.
It seems that Cui Dongshan, a student of Chen Ping'an, likes to name one of his sleeves "the place where he beats stupid people".
Pindao, on the other hand, is willing to name one of his sleeves "beat up all the smart places in the world".
Lu Chen raised his head and looked at the sky, murmuring: "Chen Ping'an, don't forget, the moon is as bright as the day in Nanhua City, and the Twelve Jade Towers are not my hometown. My hometown is this vast world."
Ning Yao squinted and looked into the distance.
How I draw my sword in the wild world is beyond your control.
Lu Chen reminded: "Everyone, before we leave, Rong Pindao might have said a few words and poured cold water on you at an inappropriate time. People in the wild world have a lot of wealth, so they might encounter some monsters who are very capable of fighting."
Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao, Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi, Hao Su, the five swordsmen have a tacit understanding, and they smile knowingly without speaking a word.
To look down on the wild world is to look down on the Great Wall of Sword Qi that has stood here for thousands of years.
How could it be so, how could it be so.
Lu Chen stretched out his hand to support the Taoist crown, and said, OK, let's work together to bully the foreigners.
The old master He Shou who was in the Confucian Temple worshiping the sages in the canopy here was filled with emotion when he saw the scene at the top of the city below.
It wasn't until this moment that the old master truly understood what a "hidden official" was.
Even in the Confucian Temple, almost every saint accompanying the worshiper, the academy's wine minister, and the academy's mountain chief would check the secret files and review their experiences. He Shou felt that he knew this young man well enough. It turned out that otherwise, he would still be far away from the truth.
Very far.
Let’s not talk about Chen Pingan’s Taoist companion Ning Yao.
They only mentioned Qi Tingji, the old swordsman who carved the inscription on the city wall, Lu Zhi, who came from a noble family, but always regarded the Sword Qi Great Wall as his hometown, and Hao Su, the criminal officer who rarely appeared in public, but whenever he made a move, he slaughtered Ascension Realm monks.
These few people seem to pay more attention to Chen Ping'an's identity as a hidden official than the monks in the world.
Lu Chen suddenly said: "By the way, I'm just rushing to talk. I just remembered something. Chen Ping'an, Miss Ning, and of course Mr. Xing Guan. Do you three know the true identity of the Great Sword Immortal Zhang Lu? Daogen
foot?"
Hao Su shook his head. He knew very well how he became a criminal officer. He probably would have been scolded badly if he signed up for himself in Feisheng City.
Chen Pingan and Ning Yao looked at each other and shook their heads. It was obvious that Ning Yao had not heard anything extra about Zhang Lu from all the elders, and Chen Pingan had not found any secret files about Zhang Lu at the summer palace.
Ning Yao only knows that Zhang Lu is over 500 years old, has excellent sword training qualifications, and is very good friends with his parents. Zhang Lu and A Liang are also very close, even after experiencing the thirteen battle and losing
, Zhang Lu’s reputation in Jianqi Great Wall is not bad, and he can have a drink and chat with anyone, but Zhang Lu doesn’t seem to be particularly close to anyone.
Lu Chen rubbed his eyebrows and said with a headache: "Chen Ping'an, you have never thought about why the boss Sword Immortal asked Zhang Lu to guard the gate at Daoxuan Mountain? Zhang Lu has an irreversible relationship with Xiao Min, the former hermit official, and they have the same mind. Could it be that
Can’t the boss Sword Immortal see Zhang Lu’s hatred for Haoran Tianxia? Besides, Zhang Da Sword Immortal has such a temper that he never hides it. Even if Zhang Lu betrayed the Sword Qi Great Wall in the end, why did Zhang Lu stay
Standing at the site of Daoxuanshan ruins, not moving even half a step, guarding the gate from beginning to end? Did Zhang Lu not leave until the wild demon clan retreated from Haoran like a tide?"
Chen Pingan asked doubtfully: "Did Zhang Lu not only use his body to make amends for his past mistakes? Are there other secrets?"
Unexpectedly, Lu Chen shook his head and said: "Zhang Lu is just a gatekeeper. It is true that he betrayed the Sword Qi Great Wall, and it is true that he does his duty honestly."
Chen Ping'an frowned. Before, he only knew that Zhang Lu was a native migrant prison sword cultivator. When he was in the middle fifth realm, he had a Taoist companion. After she died in battle, Zhang Lu never married again and even accepted a disciple.
This matter has never been spread out, but Zhang Lu taught swordsmanship to young swordsmen very casually and without any secret, but there was no master-disciple status. Zhang Lu's sword was named Shanxi, and the scabbard was spread all over the place.
Black Scale, it is said that in the early years of the Great Sword Immortal, during his hunting trip in the wild world, he captured a Jade Pure Realm monster, refined its sinews and bones into a long sword, and refined its skin into a scabbard. After that, only the files of the summer palace are left
From these few words, it seems that Zhang Lu had been close to the sword and clothing workshops in his early years. Because he was proficient in the craft of refining and casting, his status was somewhat similar to that of a supervisor.
Regarding this matter, after Chen Pingan entered the summer palace and looked through the files, it was not surprising at all, because before he left Daoxuan Mountain in his early years, Zhang Lu not only helped Ning Yao to send him the dragon-slaying platform, but also the golden robe.
, it was Zhang Lu who helped with the blind trick. As for the demon-binding rope made from the long beards of the old dragon, Zhang Lu said at that time that he had found an expert from the Upside Down Mountain Talisman Sect to help, and the Taoist intercepted some of the beards as a
As a reward, three cloud patterns were peeled off from a Qingci memorial and integrated into the demon-binding rope, so Chen Pingan earned it. In the end, Zhang Lu even taught Chen Pingan an additional refining formula.
Lu Chen reluctantly reminded: "Food, goods, wine, Zhang Lu admires that Su Zi very much. He is also good at refining things, especially bow making. If I remember correctly, there are still a few hidden in the Quan Mansion in Feisheng City."
A good bow that has been gathering dust for a long time, even if it is of excellent quality, can only end up in ashes. There is no other way, since it is purely a sword practice, no one is willing to use a bow."
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, Su Zi was heroic and liked to drink. There was a wine in the clouds, which was the Lu of Heaven. I got this, it was not a blessing from Heaven. But the Shi Huo Zhi directly said that the wine was the beauty of Heaven.
But these are just "add-ons". Chen Pingan sighed, raised his hands, and rubbed his cheeks vigorously.
It turns out that Zhang Lu, like the old deaf boy guarding the prison, is not a human monk, but is from the demon race.
It's just that Zhang Lu's identity is somewhat similar to that of Bai Ze, and he is even more accepted by the world.
Because this "Tianlu" is not only the name of the wine, but also an auspicious beast recorded in the "Book of Mountains and Seas". Since ancient times, dignitaries in the world like to place the statue of Tianlu in front of their tombs to protect it.
The purpose of the ancestral temple tomb is to bring peace to the dead house.
If it is Zhang Lu's own choice to betray the Sword Qi Great Wall, and the boss Sword Immortal is willing to respect his choice, then the only thing Zhang Lu has to do is to agree to Chen Qingdu and continue to stay and guard the gate, such as guarding "
"Grave mound", and finally take care of the Sword Qi Great Wall ruins which are like a tomb.
Zhang Lu also kept his promise.
Then he is still a pure swordsman of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
No wonder the two worlds were already in different camps during that meeting, and Ah Liang was still willing to smile at Zhang Lu and remain good friends.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath. Regardless of this, the two sides really want to meet again on the battlefield this time, and each uses their swords with all their strength. This is the greatest respect.
Chen Pingan asked: "Master Lu, what kind of temporary borrowing method is this?"
Lu Chen smiled and took off the lotus Taoist crown on his head, casually threw it to Chen Ping'an, the Taoist token of Bai Yujing San's headmaster, and gave it away casually.
Chen Pingan took it with one hand, and Ning Yao began to help Chen Pingan untie the bun. Chen Pingan took off the white jade hairpin, put it in his sleeve, and put the lotus crown on his head without hesitation.
Lu Chen said with a playful smile: "Take it and wear it, and I will stay in it later. What a coincidence, we both happen to be the Yinshen traveling far away from the body. But we have agreed in advance that we are equipped with the fourteenth realm of Taoism, okay
Either way, you have to bear the consequences. Forget it, you know this truth better than anyone else."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's a coincidence. Before I asked Jianbei Ju Luzhou Suoyun Sect, I wore a Taoist crown of a similar style. I had an alias, and my Taoist name was Wudi."
Lu Chen looked left and right, what a good boy, wearing a Taoist crown, carrying a sword in a green shirt, looking more and more like a tree in the wind, muttering, "Fate, fate, fate."
Chen Pingan supported the Taoist crown, turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, why don't you and Master Lu borrow a few good swords that you have and fight side by side? It would be pretentious to be too polite. It's not like we won't return them if we borrow them. If there is any loss,
, at worst, it can be converted into immortal money, even if you don’t pay it back, Master Lu will definitely come to ask for it.”
Lu Zhi was used to using standard long swords forged by sword workshops. But this time, for the sake of caution, it would be safer to borrow some good swords from Lu Chen.
Lu Chen was stunned, "Huh?"
Pindao considers himself a person who can show off his shame, and Chen Ping'an, you are even more capable.
On the other side of the city wall next door, Lu Zhi had already extended his hand, "It's easy to say, I welcome Headmaster Lu to come to collect debts in the future. The Dragon Elephant Sword Sect is located on the beach of Nan Posuo Continent. It's easy to find."
Lu Chen groaned again.
Although it is true that Pindao's hometown is the most beautiful place in the world, it is not something you can just come to if you want to. The rules of etiquette and sage are left there.
You two are so determined that one is a cheat and the other a deadbeat, right?
Lu Chen sighed and had no choice but to lift up one sleeve and groped inside it with one hand, scratching and scratching, as if he was rummaging through a treasure house.
Chen Pingan reminded: "Headmaster Lu, you are going to give it away anyway, so just grit your teeth and be more generous, otherwise you will be looked down upon by Master He."
Lu Chen looked through the many treasures in Qiankun in his sleeves and said, "Borrow, not give!"
Finally, Lu Chen took out a palm-sized sword box, jumped on the spot, jumped up high, threw it to Lu Zhi from a distance, and shouted: "Mr. Lu, use it sparingly."
Lu Zhi caught the sword box and said, "It depends on your mood."
Lu Chen finally asked a question, "Chen Ping'an, what if during our trip, we accidentally fell into that plan?"
Chen Pingan said calmly: "So what? I am still me, we are still us, and we still have to do what we should do."
Lu Chen nodded, "Then there's really no problem on my side. I'll start decorating a big world right away, so before we go on our way, you have to adapt for a while to sharpen your knife and chop wood. Alas,
, it’s another truth you understand best.”
As he spoke, Lu Chen's figure dissipated and turned into a rainbow light that swept into the lotus crown. Strange phenomena arose between the heaven and the earth, so that the wind and snow that covered thousands of miles around suddenly stopped. The next moment, all the things that had fallen between the heaven and the earth were gone.
The snow disappeared immediately, as if a majestic snow had never come to the world.
If Lu Chen merges into the Yin Shen with the Taoist crown, it is like a boat of inconsistency.
So the current Chen Ping'an is just a man riding a boat to support mugwort. It is a mysterious and mysterious "manifestation of the great road".
Ning Yao stood there, not paying attention.
The criminal officer Hao Su on the side subconsciously tilted his shoulders. An Ascension Realm sword cultivator with outstanding killing power felt a little uncomfortable. Hao Su couldn't help but turn his head and glance at this strange "Chen Ping'an".
The young man who was wearing a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes has changed into a simple and elegant green gauze Taoist robe.
He still carries the Night Sword on his back, but with the addition of a lotus crown.
Chen Ping'an's knees were slightly bent, so much so that half of the Hedao City was trembling. However, he quickly straightened his back, as if he was carrying a piece of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth in his body, and felt relieved.
He just raised his head and looked far away, and in an instant he saw the wild and chaotic battlefield.
I couldn't see the real battle situation because it was obscured by the rising sun, but I could already see the outline of the mountains and rivers over there.
It has both A Liang's sword spirit and the sword spirit of his senior fellow apprentices.
It is mixed with earth-shattering spells and various colorful magical powers.
Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "Everyone, let's take a trip to the hinterland of the wilderness together!"
Dressed in blue, he was the first to turn into a rainbow and leave the city.
Ning Yao followed closely behind, his sword shining like a rainbow.
Hao Su wields a sword and travels with lightning speed.
In addition, at the top of the city over there, Qi Tingji, who was dressed in snow-white, was thousands of miles away from the city in an instant with the light of his sword, and Lu Zhi was walking with him.
Two groups passed through the gate of the Daoxuanshan ruins. One group was Chen Sanqiu and Diezhang who left the Yulongzong ferry with their swords. The other group was also swordsmen who did not take the cross-continental ferry to come to the Jianqi Great Wall.
It was Yu Jian who left Tongyezhou. It wasn't that they didn't want to take the ferry to travel far away, but they made a fuss about it. At that time, a Fuyaozhou ferry docked. When they heard that they were Tongyezhou sword cultivators, they rushed straight away.
People, put down the next sentence and ask them how they have the nerve to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
If it hadn't been for a female swordsman in the team to stop him, someone would have died on the spot.
This group of Tongyezhou sword cultivators whose sect was closed but went on a long journey are none other than Yu Xin, Master Wang and Li Wanyong, this group of "rebellious sword cultivators" from the younger generation of Tongye Sect in the past.
As the only female swordsman, Yu Xin wears a golden shirt and robe, a dragon maiden fairy dress and a Xiangshui skirt, and a pair of embroidered shoes from the Paradise of Hundred Flowers.
Li Wanyong, carrying the long sword "Chizhuan" on his back, traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi mainly to meet those on the left and right.
In addition, there are Du Yan and Qin Shuihu.
Except for Master Wang, who is a priest, the others are swordsmen who are direct descendants of the Tongye Sect's ancestral hall.
They and Chen Sanqiu almost fell to the top of the city after crossing the mountains.
As a result, I only saw five long lines of sword light drawn between heaven and earth after the five people traveled together.
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In the back alleys of the capital city of Dali, Zhou Haijing used the pure Qi of a martial artist to pull the clothes back into his hands like a fishing rod.
The eyes of the two young men at the door were shining brightly. This foreign aunt was indeed a master with special skills. If she really waited for her, she might learn some real skills.
Zhou Haijing looked at the green-shirted man outside the door. She regretted not being at the Taoist temple to ask more about Chen Ping'an.
It's just that she never thought that this guy would follow him all the way here. For no reason, you are a mountain swordsman, how can you hold on after eating enough?
Zhou Haijing continued to collect the clothes on the clothes drying pole, turned around and said with a smile: "Zongzhu Chen is so leisurely and leisurely that he is willing to come to a place like this. Chicken and dog excrement doesn't smell good."
The two young men at the door immediately turned their heads to look at the man. Haha, can't you tell, he is still a man with status and status in the world?
metropolitan?
Isn't he similar to the sect's gang leader or helmsman, but he looks more like a teacher, not like a guy who dances with guns and sticks?
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's okay, just get used to it."
Su Lang, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal from the Far Traveling Realm, the second-class enshrined Wushipai of the Ministry of Punishment, and the monk accompanying the army of Da Li.
Zhou Haijing is a mountain-level martial artist. Of course, according to worldly standards, she is still a good-looking woman.
Everyone's words and deeds are like a ghost traveling far away from the body.
In the eyes of others, every self is like a Yang Shen.
Chen Ping'an knew why she acted so aggressively even though she knew her identity. Zhou Haijing seemed to be saying the same thing. She was a woman. You, a swordsman on the mountain, should not come here to find fun.
During their previous encounter, Zhou Haijing discovered that Daolu Geling and the young novice monk from the Bible Translation Bureau were in awe of this person from the bottom of their hearts and could not fake it. As for Su Lang, he was even more afraid to the core of his being.
Chen Ping'an, the Lord of Luopo Mountain, the Lord of a Sect, and the Sword Immortal.
He is also a martial arts grandmaster who is unknown for some reason. The reason is very simple, because he is Pei Qian's master. However, Zhou Haijing can't tell the depth of martial arts or the level of martial arts for the time being. He looks like a golden body martial artist.
I don’t know if I’m hiding my clumsiness.
However, the man in front of me is indeed gentle and polite.
Even Zhou Haijing, who has a critical eye, has to admit that this swordsman is indeed outstanding.
However, people's hearts are separated from their belly, and inside their good skin and good spirit, God knows if there is a belly full of bad things.
Zhou Haijing asked: "Is something really wrong?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It's really something."
Zhou Haijing sighed, "Then let's come in and talk. I'm a yellow-flowered girl. If the neighbors see me, it will be difficult to find a good man to marry."
Chen Pingan thanked him and crossed the threshold. The house was just that big. In addition to the courtyard, there was a main hall and two side rooms. One of the rooms was also a kitchen.
There was a white porcelain tea set of poor craftsmanship placed on the table. Zhou Haijing smiled and said: "I can only treat guests poorly. Not to mention that there is no good wine, and there is no tea. Do you want boiled water?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I'll just drink a bowl of water."
Chen Pingan actually has a natural affinity for this kind of small house because it is very similar to his hometown.
After Chen Ping'an sat down, he took the bowl of water and asked directly: "Mr. Zhou and that Yuhong have a history, and they have a lot of grudges?"
If you just beat around the bush, it will make people suspicious.
In his early years at Sui Cliff Academy, Cui Dongshan once asked two seemingly similar questions, hoping that this nominal gentleman could help answer his questions.
Over the years, especially on the Sword Qi Great Wall, Chen Pingan has been thinking about this question, but it is difficult to give an answer.
Cui Dongshan’s two questions are: if we use the wrong method to pursue a correct result, is it right or wrong?
So using the wrong method, we achieved an extremely rare correct result. Is it wrong? Is it wrong?
Two questions with the same context, the latter is certainly more difficult to answer than the former.
Chen Ping'an hopes that today's visit can give Cui Dongshan, a student, a belated "half answer."
At most it's a half answer.
What can Chen Ping'an teach the so-called teacher student? It seems that he can't teach Cui Dongshan anything.
But over time, Chen Ping'an really regarded himself as Cui Dongshan's husband.
Zhou Haijing laughed dumbly and put down the water bowl, "Zongzhu Chen is joking, I am a fisherman, a country girl, and a martial arts master like Senior Yu, even if I burn high incense every day, I can't get even half a copper coin.
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She continued: "By the way, Sect Master Chen, please don't refer to him as Mr. Zhou. It sounds awkward. Just call him by his first name. You can also call him Miss Zhou. Anyway, the age difference between us is not too big, so we can treat him as the same person."
Senior people are better."
Seeing that the young swordsman was silent, Zhou Haijing asked curiously: "Why is Sect Master Chen asking this? Are you friends with Senior Yu? Or a friend of that kind of friend?"
Zhou Haijing seemed to suddenly realize it, and said with a surprised look on his face: "Is it possible that Sect Leader Chen also learned boxing from Yu Hong?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I've never heard of Yuhong before."
Zhou Haijing joked: "Then what are you doing here? You're not just looking for sex, are you? I don't think Sect Leader Chen looks like this kind of person. I heard that the gods on the mountain treat women's beauty differently than the men down the mountain."
Beauty is completely different from heaven to earth."
Chen Pingan said: "This time I came uninvited and took the liberty to visit because I had an unkind invitation. If Miss Zhou is unwilling to answer, I will not force anyone to make it difficult. But if you are willing to talk about the past, I owe Miss Zhou a favor."
From now on, whenever something happens and Miss Zhou finds it difficult, all you have to do is send a message to Luo Po Mountain with a flying sword, and I will be there at your call. Of course, the premise is that what Miss Zhou asks me to do does not go against my true intentions."
"Sounds good, but actually?"
Zhou Haijing clicked his tongue and said, "I almost thought that right now, I was not at home, but in the small Taoist temple of Ge Daolu."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Understood, I will leave after drinking this bowl of water and will not embarrass Miss Zhou."
Seeing the man in green shirt drinking water from a bowl, Zhou Haijing said: "Sect Leader Chen is really a very particular person."
Chen Ping'an asked in confusion: "Why do you say this?"
Zhou Haijing smiled and raised the white bowl, "Nothing, just tea instead of wine."
Chen Pingan lifted the bowl and took a sip.
Zhou Haijing saw it in her eyes, with a smile on her face.
He obviously comes from a wealthy family, he is able to do things, and he does it naturally, and does not make others feel awkward. This is probably the so-called attention to detail.
After Zhou Haijing learned boxing and traveled to various countries, he saw some of the sons of local aristocratic families and wealthy aristocrats. There were many embroidered pillows.
There are some, but not many.
It's just that the person in front of me, wearing a green shirt and long coat, and a pair of spotless cloth shoes, gave away the secret.
In this shabby place full of chicken excrement, dog excrement and pig pens, he is worthy of being a swordsman who comes and goes like the wind, never touching the ground.
These people have some contempt in their hearts, and it is actually difficult to hide the contempt in their hearts. In Zhou Haijing's opinion, they are not as contemptuous as the dog eyes displayed on their faces.
These high-ranking genealogy masters, the place where they practice Taoism in the mountains, the place where they have lived for a long time, is not the place where the white clouds grow while dining on the glow and drinking the dew.
Zhou Haijing suddenly asked a question, "If Master Chen had to choose, would he rather drink plain water than coarse tea?"
Chen Pingan said: "It doesn't matter if you tell the truth."
Zhou Haijing tapped his finger on the white bowl and said with a smile: "Seriously?"
There are also some particular people who are used to living a life of extreme poverty. They simply have nothing and have nothing to lose. They say they are happy in poverty, but they can't stand the dull knives that have to deal with trivial matters every day. They are poor and have a little money, but they can't buy anything good.
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Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "What's the point of fooling Miss Zhou?"
After drinking a bowl of water, Chen Pingan was about to stand up and say goodbye.
Zhou Haijing sighed, "Zongzhu Chen still seems a little unwilling. Now that you leave, I will be even more flustered, so I might as well say what I have to say directly, open the skylight and speak clearly, maybe I will change my mind. But after that,
We really want to keep the water in the well and the river in the river."
Chen Ping'an nodded, "Then I will say something straightforward and will not talk in circles with Miss Zhou."
Zhou Haijing smiled sweetly, "Walking alone in the rivers and lakes, life and death can be taken lightly, and you can't care too much. In fact, Sect Master Chen doesn't have to be like this. The more polite and polite he is, the more he worries that he is a weasel paying New Year's greetings."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Although I don't know how Ge Ling, Song Xu and the others talked with Miss Zhou, I can be sure that Miss Zhou will finally agree to join the Dali Dizhi lineage because they need an amulet and feel like killing one
Yuhong is not enough, it is not a big revenge."
"In the previous boxing match at the Fire Temple Arena, Miss Zhou's show of weakness was very measured. Normally a ninth-level martial artist wouldn't be able to see it, but I could see some clues."
"And the only thing Miss Zhou has on her is the sachet, which is yours. Because if I remember correctly, according to the custom of the fishermen at the seaside in Miss Zhou's hometown, when a woman wears a flower letter embroidered with a swallow pattern,
'The silk sachet is a woman's signal to outsiders that she is a woman."
"I believe Miss Zhou can see that I am also a pure martial artist, so I know very well that if a woman wants to reach the ninth level of martial arts at the age of fifty, no matter how talented she is, she needs at least one or two introductory boxing books when she is young.
From then on, on the road to martial arts, you will meet one or two people who will help teach and teach boxing, and teach boxing principles, either from home or from a master.
Miss Zhou is different from Ye Yunyun of Tongyezhou. You are a fisherman. Miss Zhou, you have not made many detours, you have a good foundation in the Nine Realms, and you are far more hopeful than Yu Hong to reach the top.
Naturally, I have to pass a half-way master's biography."
"With such a good future in martial arts, she did not hesitate to exchange lives with Yu Hong, and even sought more. After arriving in the capital, Miss Zhou acted cautiously. Before meeting Ge Daolu and the others in the alley, Miss Zhou in the carriage,
He even did not hesitate to use a burst of martial arts pure energy to injure his internal organs so that he could pretend to vomit blood."
Zhou Haijing just had an expression on his face that said, "No matter what you say, I don't understand." It was like he was listening to a storyteller talking nonsense.
Chen Pingan said: "I will not get involved in the grudges between Miss Zhou and Yu Hong. I just want to know what happened in the early years."
Zhou Haijing gently rotated the white bowl, "It's a small matter. A little bitterness, don't tell an outsider too much."
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Since Miss Zhou likes to do business and is good at it, and her management skills amaze me, let's put it another way."
"The Great Li Earthly Branches are under my control for the time being."
"As long as Miss Zhou is reasonable, you will still be responsible for your grievances with Yu Hong, but I can guarantee that except for the Earthly Branches and the Rites and Punishments, no one will meddle in others' affairs."
If Zhou Haijing had heard Mr. Shu telling stories before, now listening to Chen Jianxian's bold talk was more like listening to the Book of Heaven.
You guys really think your surname is Song!
Or do you think you are the national master Cui Chan?
The whole lineage of the Great Li Earth Branch is temporarily under your control. Now the whole world knows one thing. We, the monks on the mountain in Aquarius Continent, are the least able to hold their heads high in the dynasty at the foot of the mountain.
Zhou Haijing suppressed laughter, waved his hands, and changed his title, "Mr. Chen, we really can't talk together. Can I ask a final question, what level of martial arts are you at?"
Although Zhou Haijing knew that the blue-shirted swordsman in front of him was Pei Qian's master, he was just a martial artist, and the disciples were better than the masters. There were many cases where the disciples were more promising than the masters. The master led him to practice as an individual, just like
Yu Hong's master was just a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm. He was very inconspicuous in the Zhu Ying Dynasty where swordsmanship was as high as the clouds.
As for herself, the person who taught boxing was a six-level martial artist. Of course, she was still young at that time and regarded him as a god.
He is all in your eyes, in your heart, on your face, and on your brows. You will think about him when you drink, drink, eat, and walk.
Only by practicing boxing hard can you forget a moment.
Chen Ping'an said: "It's not much different from Miss Zhou's level."
Before Zhou Haijing could say anything to chase people away, Chen Ping'an had already stood up, cupped his fists and said, "I promise not to bother Miss Zhou again in the future."
Zhou Haijing stood up and said with a smile: "That's great, but having said that, I really don't believe that the master nicknamed 'Zheng Qingming' can be an extremely evil person. So if I am offensive in today's chat, Mr. Chen will be very angry."
Be patient and forgive me. We will never meet again in the future anyway. It’s okay to curse Zhou Haijing a few times in your heart or with your mouth for being disrespectful.”
She found that the man seemed quite happy after hearing these words.
It seems that Chen Pingan is really proud of his disciple Pei Qian.
The two street boys at the door never left.
The tall young man shouted: "Aunt Zhou, if that person dares to act recklessly, just shout, and Wan Yan and I will kill him immediately."
Zhou Haijing turned around and said angrily: "What aunt? Call me sister!"
The tall young man chuckled and said: "As long as Aunt Zhou is not angry, let alone calling me sister, I can call her aunt or sister!"
The handsome young man named Wan Yan grinned.
Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at the alley at the door. He didn't know that in the early years of the Lotus Root Blessed Land, in that small county town, the future Nanyuan State Master Zhong Fuzi and the first mountain climber Yu Zhenyi, when they were young,
Is he also this slightly conceited person?
Zhou Haijing glanced at the man's eyebrows, and she was a little surprised.
Good guy, you have a good reputation. If I look at it a few more times, I might fall for it.
Now she regretted that she was too ignorant about the mountain scenery of Aquarius Continent. If it hadn't been for Su Lang's reminder, she wouldn't have believed that the guy making way sideways in the alley was the most popular young swordsman in Aquarius Continent today.
In fact, Zhou Haijing's heart trembles every time she thinks about those expenses.
It was said that there were only a few or a dozen snow coins, but as long as they were converted into real gold and silver, especially into strings of copper coins, Zhou Haijing put on his night clothes and covered his face with a piece of cloth.
I have the idea of going to the mountains to rob homes and homes.
Chen Pingan said goodbye and left, and Zhou Haijing was sent to the entrance of the hospital.
The tall young man laughed in a low voice: "Sister Zhou, this guy looks very good. He looks like a gentleman at first glance. Why, you think he has no money in his pocket, so you didn't take a fancy to him?"
Zhou Haijing smiled and said: "He has no money? Gaoyou, Gaoyou, you have such a good eye, no wonder you stole money from me and missed such a real rich man."
Gao You turned his head and looked at the man's back, "You have money? You can't, right?"
The handsome young man suddenly ran all the way and caught up with Chen Ping'an. He turned sideways and walked almost against the wall, saying softly: "Sect Master Chen, my name is Wan Yan."
Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "The Wanyan who relies on Ma Wanyan?"
The young man nodded vigorously, hesitated for a moment, then asked with a red face: "Do you know how to box and kick?"
"know a little."
"Can you teach it to outsiders?"
"cannot."
"I can give money. If the money is not enough, I will owe it first and I will pay it back. I can swear it."
Chen Pingan still shook his head and did not agree to the boy.
The young man looked sad, "It's useless for us to learn the stances of the masters of the martial arts school. I heard that we also need boxing manuals, meridians and other things. We haven't read the books and can't learn the real skills."
In fact, there are still some things I can’t say. I have been practicing bullshit with Gaoyou for several years. It’s hard to say whether I have gained some strength or not. Anyway, I get hungry easily. When I am hungry, I have to steal money on the streets. The capital is big and small.
In a small martial arts gym, no one is willing to accept two paupers, and gangsters are even more difficult to deal with.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Why do you want to learn boxing?"
Wan Yan said: "You won't be bullied. If you learn the skills, it will be easier to make money."
Zhou Haijing, who was leaning at the door, shouted with the young swordsman: "I learned boxing late. We met seven or eight years ago. Maybe I would be willing to teach them some three-legged cat kung fu. Now that I have taught boxing, I only
It will hurt them. With their temper, they will be beaten to death in sect fights sooner or later. It is better to live peacefully as thieves. They are less capable and will cause less trouble."
Gao You said angrily: "Sister Zhou, don't look down on people. Wan Yan has a good mind. He just doesn't have money to study. Otherwise, he can just take the Jinshi exam."
The handsome young man smiled shyly, scratched his head, and looked a little uncomfortable.
When the two of them were about to reach the end of the alley, Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Why do you want to learn boxing from me? Isn't your sister Zhou a member of the martial arts world, so why bother looking for something far away?"
Wan Yan said: "I think Mr. Chen is a master."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Yes."
Wan Yan immediately changed his words: "He is also a master!"
The young man turned to Zhou Haijing and smiled apologetically.
Zhou Haijing was amused.
Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing and said: "I am a master, how can I tell?"
Wan Yan said: "Aura. Sect Leader Chen's walking and talking are different from us, but he is the same as Aunt Zhou."
Chen Ping'an hummed, nodded and said: "It is a good habit to observe the world carefully. It will allow you to avoid many bumps and bruises unintentionally. It's just that we can't prove this kind of thing on ourselves. Just treat it as the experience of someone who has been there.
Talk."
Confucianism talks about being cautious and independent, and Buddhism talks about self-realization. In fact, they both mean the same thing. It’s just that it’s meaningless to tell a young man now. I have to admit that many truths actually have thresholds. In addition, there are also
It depends on whether a person is willing to learn and whether he is willing to listen.
Chen Pingan stopped at the alley and smiled with the young man: "Your Aunt Zhou is easy to talk to, please beg her more, and be smarter on weekdays and find something to do, such as taking the initiative to buy wine for Aunt Zhou.
, it’s definitely not difficult to learn some fist and kick moves to keep fit.”
Wan Yan nodded, "I understand, you still have to spend money!"
Chen Pingan laughed, walked out of the alley, and left.
Zhou Haijing curled his lips.
Wan Yan paused for a long time, waiting until the blue shirt was no longer visible, then ran back to his good friends Gao You and Zhou Haijing.
Zhou Haijing said: "I advise you to give up on learning boxing. The reason is that you two brats are not dark enough."
Gao You asked doubtfully: "Not shady enough?"
Zhou Haijing rolled his eyes, turned around, walked into the house, and closed the courtyard door.
Glancing at the white bowl on the table, she just hoped that this bookish swordsman, Pei Qian's master, would really keep his word and stop pestering her.
Zhou Haijing sat on the threshold of the main room and looked at the courtyard door outside.
The fishermen on the seaside are exposed to the sun all year round and the sea breeze is fishy. Most of the boys and girls fishing for pearls have skin as dark as charcoal, and you can easily see where they are.
There once was a foreigner who stopped in a seaside village and helped fishermen dry the sea salt and build dams.
Her hometown is close to the sea, and her ancestors have passed down from generation to generation that this is the place where the sun closes its eyes to rest and opens its eyes to wake up.
I think back on those days when poor women were as ignorant as a mirror.
Chen Pingan gradually walked away and murmured to himself, "Flowers and fruits at the same time."
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In the front yard of Yang's pharmacy, Su Dian and his junior brother Shi Lingshan continued to look after the shop. There was no business anyway.
Su Dian left the front yard and went to the back yard to sit. Even though the master was gone, she still behaved herself and did not dare to sit on the steps in the main room or sit on the bench.
Shi Lingshan raised the curtain, looked at the senior sister, and sighed, I am worried to death, Zheng Dafeng, this bastard! He talks nonsense and does a lot of harm to people. A few years ago, I listened to this old bachelor's bad idea, and he was on a battlefield in the old Zhu Ying Dynasty.
At the ruins, when I met Yu Lu, she told him that he was not actually Su Dian's junior brother, but her son... As a result, after that, even after being punched, the senior sister never gave him a good look anymore, and even
To this day, I am not happy to talk to him.
Shi Lingshan asked softly: "Sister, are you worried?"
Su Dian didn't seem to hear.
Shi Lingshan asked in a low voice: "Senior sister, do you miss Master?"
Su Dian didn't turn around, just said: "Go and see the shop."
Shi Lingshan sighed and ran back to the front yard happily. Senior sister said four words to him today.
Su Dian was indeed missing someone, but it was not her most respected master, but her uncle.
There once was a dragon kiln, and there was a child with a yellow face and thin skin. He was so dirty that no one could tell him apart from a boy or a girl, but no one cared about it anyway.
Her uncle, because he couldn't stand the looks and harsh words from his neighbors, sold his land at a low price and went to work as a kiln worker. In order to make things easier for her, his uncle never told anyone about their relationship. He just asked for help in private.
I asked Master Yao to do some trivial things as much as she could, so she stayed there.
Later my uncle died.
She felt that it was better to stay in a small town and be scolded to death than to be beaten to death and then stabbed to death herself with broken porcelain pieces.
When Su Dian thought of this, he raised the back of his hand and rubbed his eyes.
In those years, my uncle would occasionally speak his mind when he was drinking. Probably because she never said anything and just listened silently every time, he mistakenly thought that she was too young and didn't understand anything.
The uncle said that the look in my eyes was like seeing something dirty. I knew it, so what could I do, I could only pretend not to know.
I can't hide or run away. I don't blame them, I brought it on myself.
Her uncle gave her a nickname, which is now "Rouge". In fact, she didn't like it very much, and even always hated it.
When he was in a good mood, he would often say something to her, "Little Rouge, you are a girl, and it is the best thing if you like rouge and gouache."
In those years, the only person my uncle could bully was actually the short, skinny boy in straw sandals.
Because that young man was too poor and was still a helpless orphan. It seemed that the most unpromising uncle could only become rich, face-saving, and confident in speaking with the man named Chen.
She had seen the guy who was older than her from a distance many times. When he was drawing blanks, he would frown slightly and purse his lips hard, but every time what he made was still not good.
When her uncle came at the end, he also told her, little Rouge, if you encounter trouble in the future, go find that person, Chen Ping'an from Mud Bottle Alley. He will help you, for sure.
But don't bother others too often. If you do it too often, it will still annoy others.
She didn't know it at the time, but these were almost her uncle's last words.
Su Dian sat on the steps, huddled and lost in thought.
One night in Mud Bottle Alley, a tall and thin man who had specially changed into clean clothes sneaked back to the town overnight while the owner of the house needed to stare at the kiln fire.
A dark and skinny little girl was responsible for helping her uncle guard the door at the alley.
The man climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, but he hesitated for a long time and lingered, holding a rouge box in his hand.
Before that, the man secretly went to Yang's pharmacy, found the lonely old man, and bought some ointment.
The reason why I am afraid of death is just because I am afraid of pain. Hanging oneself to death looks ugly, and drowning oneself to death is so uncomfortable. Just thinking about it makes me so scared that I dare not die. This makes the man feel more and more sad the more he thinks about it. What a woman.
When a man is in a bad mood, he likes to sit by the water, or cut red paper, or braid the little girl's hair. Except for the crop work that he has disliked the most since he was a child, he is actually very clever.
When by the river, I would face the water and keep turning my head, as if looking in a mirror. I would often raise my palms and gently stroke my temples. Being a kiln worker is hard work, but there is no single room to live in. A big man.
If you look in the mirror and someone bumps into you, you will be subjected to a lot of gossip.
The person he once hated the most, no one would have thought, was not the guys who were used to bullying him, but the straw-shoe boy from Mud Bottle Alley.
Because when the young man looked at him, there was no mockery or even pity in his eyes, it was just like... looking at a person.
But the more Chen Pingan behaves like this, the more uncomfortable he, a sissy, feels.
He wished that everyone was a piece of shit, and he would rather that young man have the same virtues as all the kiln workers, so he liked to pick the fight and fan the flames against the kiln worker apprentice who was born in Mud Bottle Alley.
Until that day, he got into a big disaster, cut off the fire in the dragon kiln, and hid in the mountains and forests. The young man was actually the first to find his traces, but he didn't say anything, pretended not to see him, and helped him afterwards.
Concealing traces.
Later, his legs were broken and he rested in bed for half a year. In the end, the person who took care of him the most was the charcoal boy who didn't know how to refuse other people's requests.
It was also during those years that he, a sissy, often chatted with Chen Ping'an. However, the young man was taciturn, and it was mostly the men who talked and the young man listened.
"Chen Pingan."
"You are a weirdo, actually weirder than me, but you are really a good person."
"The old saying goes that good people don't live long, and good people will be rewarded. What do you think?"
"You don't know either, right?"
"When you get older, you will know how hard it is to be a good person."
Occasionally, Chen Ping'an would say a few words from his heart, saying that he was a good person and wanted to beat him, but if you were afraid of beating Liu Xianyang once, I wouldn't have to take action.
In the last conversation between the two of them, Sissy wanted to give Chen Pingan something.
"I'm giving you something. It's the only valuable thing I have."
It's that extremely precious rouge box. It's like all the energy and energy in his life and all the good hopes for life are hidden in it.
But the boy was sitting on the threshold, shaking his head and saying, "No."
"It's not dirty."
"It's either that it's dirty, or I don't like it. I've taken it and it's useless, so I can't sell it for money."
"Take it, even if I beg you. I have thought about it. I will never be scolded like a bitch again. If no one helps me keep the box of rouge, I will have to take a look.
I just have to look at it a few more times, and then I can’t help but smear it on, and I start thinking about this month’s salary, and then I’ll be called a sissy again.”
But in the end, the boy still didn't accept the rouge box.
That's why that night, the man sneaked back to the small town's Mud Bottle Lane and climbed over the wall to Chen Ping'an's ancestral home.
But in the end, Sissy still didn't follow her original intention of digging up the earth to bury the rouge box. Instead, she climbed over the wall to the alley again and hid it in an alley very close to the house, not facing the courtyard gate.
The sissy's thoughts and reasons were very simple: she was afraid of dirtying the clean place.
When he reached the entrance of the alley, the man held the little girl's hand and looked back with tears on his face. He closed his eyes and muttered something in his heart.
I just hope that God will open his eyes and stop looking at himself, just look at Chen Pingan, and bless good people with good rewards.
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Listening to the words of the boy riding the bull, Chen Lingjun was stunned. He really didn't understand what the name was, so he had to ask: "Who are you looking for, fellow Taoist? Can you tell me again? Anyway, I am idle. I can help you."
Friends lead the way, I can walk down the streets and alleys here in Huaihuang County with my eyes closed."
The person this foreign Taoist is looking for has a very strange name. I have never heard of it.
But the young Taoist boy smiled and said: "I can just find it myself. Cultivating and knowing is the fun part."
Chen Lingjun didn't care about this. He first tentatively asked the green bull in his heart: "Fellow Taoist, do you understand what I'm saying? If you do, just nod or something."
After all, the young Taoist boy had previously called him "fellow Taoist", so he might be an accomplished Taoist spirit, or a fellow Taoist?
Seeing that the green cow was indifferent, Chen Lingjun was completely relieved. It turned out to be a junior who had not yet realized what he was doing. Haha, he was playing the piano to the cow, and he was playing the piano to the cow.
It can be seen from this that the Taoism of this young man riding on the back of an ox is definitely not that high.
Otherwise, if the immortal mounts on the top of the mountain do not have the fifth realm of cultivation and the magical power of refining, would the Immortal Master of Genealogy have the nerve to take them out?
Then he reminded the young Taoist boy: "Fellow Taoist passerby, your horse won't run away, will it? If it hits a passerby, it will be bad. It's a small matter to pay money, but you will also be sued, especially if it hits a small town.
Common people, autumn is about to come, and the common people who have not moved here in the county will be very busy soon. Even if they receive the money, it will delay the autumn harvest and suffer physical and mental hardships, which is not good after all."
The young Taoist boy smiled and said, "Didn't Fellow Taoist say before that your name is very resounding in the entire Beiyue realm?"
Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said: "To help a friend, no matter how we talk about loyalty, we can't do anything nonsense. We should be reasonable. If we really want to hit someone, then we are in the wrong. The other party is willing to use the money for personal gain. You have no money.
Of course I can pay, regardless of borrowing or repaying, but if someone insists on dragging you to the county government to reason with you, what else can I do? The county magistrate is not my son, so I will listen to whatever I say.
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The Taoist boy nodded and said slowly: "It makes sense."
It was just three words, but the young man deliberately spoke slowly and leisurely, as if he had some sense.
Chen Lingjun felt a headache after hearing this. He shook his head and sighed. This fellow Taoist is not very practical and does not have enough Taoism. He just makes up for it with words.
The Taoist boy got off the green ox's back and asked, "Have you ever had a problem with that Headmaster Lu?"
Chen Lingjun chuckled and said: "What's the point of me having trouble with him? Such an old immortal who is so far away in the world, his realm is as high as Pearl Mountain, and his Taoism is as long as Longxu River. I, a nobody with small arms and thin legs, can't climb high."
rise."
The young man smiled and asked, "Have you ever known your true face?"
Chen Lingjun hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "I was raised by nature, without a father or a mother, so what are you talking about?"
The young man stood on the spot and said, "Fellow Taoist, this statement is quite interesting. It goes straight to the point and points directly to the nature of the mind."
Chen Lingjun was happy, "Ha, fellow Taoist, you are a wandering Taoist priest, how can you speak some Buddhist language and not worry about being blamed by your ancestor? Fellow Taoist, you have to be sincere, even if your ancestor can't listen, you still have to take it easy.
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The young man laughed it off and asked again: "Won't that gentleman of yours help you to investigate and trace your ancestors? Ordinary people have family trees and genealogies to deal with this matter, let alone Taoist monks like you.
Light a few sticks of incense and burn some paper on the roadside as a way to pay homage to your ancestors from afar."
Chen Lingjun couldn't help but speak from the bottom of his heart again, "First of all, I'm too lazy to say it. Ever since I can remember, I have never had a father or a mother. Just get used to it and it won't make you sad. After all, it's not something worth talking about.
, I often put it on my lips, begging for mercy, it’s so unheroic. As for my husband, he doesn’t care much about my past. If I don’t talk about it, he never asks me about it. He only believes in one thing and takes me home.
You have to be responsible for me... Actually, it's okay. After I went up the mountain, I often went on long trips, and when I got home, I didn't care much about me. The more I do this, the more sensible I become."
"What do you think the largest mountain and river in the world look like?"
"What do you want to do with this thing? It has a hammer. Fellow Taoist, can you tell me?"
"Does the vast Nine Continents look like nine mountains rising out of the water, or is it just a mountain, just surrounded by the sea?"
Chen Lingjun nodded when he heard the words. It really meant something. He laughed and said, "Fellow Taoist, this statement is also very knowledgeable."
Chen Lingjun stood up on his tiptoes and secretly patted a horn, "There is a hilltop in my house. It's like spring all year round. There are exotic flowers and grasses all over the mountains and plains. There are so many sweet and green grasses that I can take care of them."
Qingniu shook his head slightly, seeming to glance at the kid in green.
Chen Lingjun nodded and said happily: "As soon as I heard about eating, my understanding came. It's a good thing. Maybe I can really practice immortal magic in the future."
The young Taoist boy smiled and didn't say anything. He just patted Qingniu on the back, indicating that he should calm down.
During this trip to this small town, he was going back to its roots to see what it is.
The monk who went to a dragon kiln from the river wanted to know how the one became one.
As for the old master outside the school, they want to know where this one is going.
A young boy who has been imprisoned for more than 10,000 years actually did not hesitate to use Ruan Xiu, the god of fire, and Li Liu, the god of water, as a cover-up that could be discarded. In the end, he worked step by step, interlocking with each other, and concealed the truth. He actually dared to make a person who had no connection with the Dao at all.
The new co-lord of the old heaven, becoming that one, will soon reappear in the human world.
Chen Ping'an in Mud Ping Alley, that young man who grew up eating hundreds of meals, if there are no accidents in the future, he will have the greatest chance of becoming that one in the end.
This was never the case at the beginning.
Old Man Yang seemed to have quietly dispersed the one with his own hands, and then allowed everyone within the small town to compete for that one. Everyone is qualified to compete for this thing, even the reincarnations of gods like Ruan Xiu and Li Liu.
Everyone has a chance. Anyone with a good destiny, a bad destiny, or a hard destiny has a chance, and everyone has a share.
Ruan Xiu, Li Liu, Li Xisheng, Li Baoping, the sissy man of the kiln worker, Ma Kuxuan of Xinghua Lane, Song Jixin of Niping Lane, Zhenlong Zhigui, Li Huai, Liu Xianyang, Gu Can, Zhao Yao, Lin Shou
1. Su Dian, Xie Ling...
Everyone was silent and unknowingly involved in this situation.
In addition, Lizhu Cave has many intricate connections.
Because of this, the secret of heaven is not revealed and there is no trace to be found. What's more, there is Qi Jingchun in the front and Cui Chan in the back...
Chen Lingjun looked at the young Taoist boy and asked, "What's going on? Are you distracted? You're still embarrassed to ask me to help lead the way. Why are you so polite? Tell me where to go."
Daozu smiled and said: "That master of yours is very powerful. I want to meet him if I have the chance."
Chen Lingjun patted the young Taoist boy on the shoulder, then with a proud face on his face, he put his hands on his hips and laughed and said, "Didn't Taoist fellow Taoist talk nonsense?"
An old master came to the boy in green with a smile, patted Chen Lingjun on the head, and said with a smile: "Talk to Taoist ancestors, don't be too big or too small."
Chen Lingjun slapped the old master's hand away with one hand. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. We are all scholars and have nothing to argue with you. He just looked at the young Taoist boy with a smile and said, "Fellow Taoist, your name is too big."
, are homophonic with 'Daozu', change it, change it if you have a chance."
The young Taoist boy smiled and said: "Taozu is not a name, it is just a Taoist title given by others. I don't think there is any need to change it."
The middle-aged monk followed and appeared on the street.
Chen Lingjun choked for words for a moment. He glanced at the monk in the distance, then looked up at the old master beside him with a kind smile on his face, and finally looked at the young Taoist boy. Chen Lingjun took a deep breath, fell to his knees, and clasped his hands together.
He raised his head high and kept silent. It's really not that he doesn't follow etiquette, but that among the three, which one is the right one to address first? It seems that it's wrong to call whoever is the first one. Regardless, just kowtow nine times as a sign of respect, and that's it.
You should kowtow three times to each person. Anyway, you, the founder of the three religions, don’t have to worry about such a trivial matter.
The old master clasped his hands behind his back and said: "Let me see, the matter is over, and for the time being, there is still no definite conclusion, so we can't see each other. It's better to go directly to the ruins of the old heaven to get down to business.
Leave it to humans."
Daozu smiled.
The Holy Master also laughed.
After Chen Lingjun finished taking a sip, he quietly raised his head and found that something seemed to be wrong. He didn't care about it anymore and kowtowed nine more times, no, eighteen times!
The middle-aged monk looked at the plaque with Buddhist sayings on the archway building and said, "Don't ask for help from outside." He looked at the immortal tomb again, clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and made endless wishes.
Daozu glanced at a room in the backyard of Yang's medicine shop. There was a letter left for Chen Ping'an. The letter just said, "Have you ever had enough?"