Chapter 973 That One

Such an unexpected heavy snowfall is like an immortal crushing a white jade plate, scattering countless snow coins.

On top of the city, a thick layer of snow quickly accumulated. 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.

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 snowed under the dense snow, and there were dots of flowers. The pieces were as big as copper coins. Thousands of mountains were cold and steep, birds were hard to find, and all traces of the wild people disappeared. 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. Originally, Lu Chen planned to leave and return to the Qingming world. There were many friends there and a lot of fun. Moreover, the master had previously visited Bai Yujing. , gave his proud disciple a kind and considerate edict, no longer needing to go to the outer world to do useless work, and returned to the Qingming world, with nothing to do, and even the most disciplined senior brother could not talk 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 have Tianxian in his mouth to attract such a heavy snowfall. He shamelessly didn't move and started to reach out to pick up the snow. Snow soon kneaded him into a snowball, which kept beating, becoming denser and heavier.

Lu Chen gently threw the snowball and rubbed his chin with one hand, "The moon in the sky seems to be gathering snow, and the snow in the world is like breaking into pieces. The lonely light and cold eyes make the moon and snow clear, and there are only superfluous people."

Chen Pingan chuckled, the kind of smile that was superficial but not smiling at all. In fact, it would be better not to smile at all.

Lu Chen chuckled and threw the snowball outside 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: "You can drive mountains away, but don'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 Alian's temper, he would have been in Tianwaitian that year. And if you fall near Bai Yujing, you will definitely have to fight against the fire. Even if you, Yu Dou, are truly invincible, you don’t dare to go to the Great Sword Qi Wall to fight the boss Sword Immortal, leaving it to Lu Chen.

As a junior fellow student, it would be outrageous if he and the boss Sword Immortal fell in love with each other 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, but in the end he still did not have a sword fight with Chen Qingdu, leaving only a catch-and-release pavilion that would be visited by future generations of tourists. As for the upside-down mountain, as the largest mountain seal in the world built by Yu Dou himself, it actually has no far-reaching meaning. It is the leader of Bai Yujing, whose Taoist name is really invincible, who wants to ask Chen Qing one day in the future. When it comes to swordsmanship, there is a ferry nearby, so there is no need to look at the faces of the sages at the Confucian Temple. After defeating Chen Qingdu, he can directly fly back to Baiyujing from the wild world with his sword.

Of course, until Chen Qingdu opened the way for Feisheng City with his sword, Dao Lao Er Yu Dou didn't take any action.

Whenever there was an opportunity to praise Yu Dou and Lu Chen, Taoist Master Sun, he would naturally not hesitate to speak kindly. He soon spread some words that were fair and easy on people's hearts, saying that at the top of the mountain of swordsmanship, they were 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. The wine table is divided between high and low. Dare to talk nonsense. What a waste to our Qingming world. The person who takes the lead in a fight is gesticulating, but the poor guy is the first to get angry and cannot kill you.

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned to Ning Yao and said, "Headmaster Lu usually won't lie to others when he talks to others, but he can't believe it completely."

It's the same reason as believing in no 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. It is said that noble people are slow to speak and speak very little. You can't just talk about it. You should speak less and nod more. .”

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 a lot of origins and are indeed very different from ordinary towns and villages. The rain, snow and dew that have not yet fallen between heaven and earth are commonly called rootless water by the old people in my hometown.

Nowadays, the water transportation in the vast world is divided into two. Mrs. Dandan of Lushui Keng is in charge of land water transportation, and the new four-sea water kings, including Zhigui, are in charge of all other water transportation.

Aunt Feng was not the only wind god in ancient times, so she did not rank among the twelve gods. Even in the Chinese Confucian Temple, which has the richest collection of the old lunar calendar, and the summer palace, which is least concerned about taboos, it seems that there is still no complete catalog of the twelve high-ranking gods. It seems that both parties are abiding by an agreement and deliberately concealed it to prevent future generations. People read.

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 heaven and earth. 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.

Earlier, Lu Chen mentioned the sissy from Longyao in his hometown. Chen Ping'an immediately became immersed in it. At the same time, he offered up 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 of the time, but Chen Pingan, you are the same, deliberately not talking to me, choosing to continue to act stupid. But it doesn't matter, comparing one's feelings with one's own is a Buddha It's a family matter, I'm a Taoist, you just believe in Buddhism, but you're not really a monk, neither of us have 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, 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 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 Ping'an 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 a path and broke through the realm very quickly. The first time the two parties met, they happened to go in opposite directions. They were on two ferries on the Long 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 god. Reincarnation status.

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 little man in green clothes who was pure in the water law lineage 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 the guess, and said something more eloquent, in which he mentioned "sissy" and said that Chen Ping'an was far behind.

What's more, even though Chen Ping'an was overly worried at that time, all his thoughts were focused on Lu Tai, who had traveled with him all the way, 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 cassocks and ribbons on his body. Similar. Looking back now, is it all Zou Zi's deception? Deliberately let yourself be in the dark and not think too much about your hometown?

Jia Shen Zhang, Tan's natal flying sword is "Jia Qi", and the sword Xiu Yusi who has the natal flying sword "Waterfall", in the secret section of the summer palace, is actually compared to Zhuqi, Liubai and Tan. All more. These two sword cultivators followed Zhou Mi to heaven and occupied a divine position in the old heaven. Yu Si, in particular, seemed to have inherited the divinity that was stripped away from Li Liu, making the original divine position no longer in the twelve ancient times. Among them, Yusi suddenly occupied a high position, which was equivalent to jumping several levels in a row, and directly served as one of the five highest water 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 heaven and earth, and was captured by Old Man Yang again, to whom was he finally given? Or is he the man who spent his whole life complaining about himself and being born in the wrong child, but he has taken advantage of the situation and "entered" the ancestral family of the military family such as Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, and has the same stable situation as Aunt Feng?

In fact, before meeting Lu Tai, Chen Pingan's memory of that effeminate man had long been blurred. Apart from the guilt buried deep in his heart, Chen Pingan didn't think much about it. If he hadn't met Lu Tai, Chen Ping'an might not have said a word, or even said anything to Ning Yao who had nothing to say in his entire life.

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 is very good at needlework. The rough houses over at Long Kiln and the festive paper-cuts posted on the windows every year are all made by this man who stays up late at night and cuts them carefully with scissors. Even the women in his hometown can't compare to his craftsmanship.

Chen Ping'an's biggest impression is that he was a kiln worker who 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 pussy.

Chen Ping'an could only say that he didn't like or dislike him. The annoyance will definitely annoy him, but Chen Pingan can bear 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. Once, a man took the lead in making noise and said something too much. Liu Xianyang happened to be passing by and slapped the man until he was spinning in circles. His face was as swollen as a steamed bun. Then he kicked him to the ground. If it hadn't been for Chen When Ping An stopped him, Liu Xianyang picked up a discarded sagger on the side of the road 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. He threatened the man who was still sitting on the ground after being beaten, covering his stomach and rubbing his cheeks with a smile on his face. You are a bad person and you only dare to bully good people. You will be beaten again in the future. I'll catch you, use a knife to cut your face, and kill your desire to be a bitch.

Later, men really didn't dare to make trouble for Chen Ping'an. At most, they would say some harmless flirtations behind his back. Because everyone knows that Liu Xianyang is Old Man Yao’s favorite apprentice. At that time, all the kiln workers knew it well. In the future, Liu Xianyang will most likely be the next kiln master of Long kiln. The key is that this guy is not very old. , tall and powerful, with a bad temper. He doesn’t attack anyone seriously. He just gets along with others, laughs and laughs, and is easy to deal with. Liu Xianyang is generous on weekdays and never keeps money. He pays money at the beginning of the month and pays it in the middle of the month. The master spends all his money, so most people are not willing to mess with Liu Xianyang, who is popular and has better porcelain making qualifications.

In fact, Chen Ping'an is not the only person who comes from a small town and lives a miserable life. Who has the right to say that he is impatient? Besides, how can a person worry about trivial things more than having no money in his pocket and no hope for the future?

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 Yusi and others, it is inevitable that you will feel worried. I feel a little sad when I think of that sissy who was in a miserable situation. Just thinking of Liu Xianyang made Chen Pingan smile again.

Probably as Lu Chen said, Chen Pingan 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 live a good life, but the kind of poverty that almost cannot survive. , so since he was a child, Chen Pingan likes to carefully classify all the things he has on hand and pack them properly. What you gain and what you lose are all clear. Probably because of this, in the Huanghua Temple of the Daquan Dynasty, I felt sorry for the obsessive-compulsive disorder of His Highness the Prince who had to arrange every book neatly. Chen Ping'an had almost never lost anything in his life, so he took the little treasure bottle with him on his first trip. After he lost the hairpin, he didn't even look for it. He just continued to build a small green bamboo bookcase with Lin. Shouichi said he couldn't find it.

Chen Pingan put away his thoughts, closed his hands, and breathed gently.

When things happen in Lijing City, I really need to go to the Yang Family Pharmacy immediately.

Lu Chen stretched and yawned, "Let's go, Hao Su, we made an appointment. Don't die in the barbaric world. Take your time with your sword and accumulate enough military exploits. When you arrive in the Qingming world, remember to do it." Go 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: "Sect Master Qi?"

Qi Tingji nodded and said: "Then try to engrave one more word. What Senior Zongyuan missed back then, I will do it."

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. If only one of us can come back alive, in this city Come on, 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 relations hidden in it.

Lu Zhi would definitely agree, but Qi Tingji would not. It would be unreasonable to ask Lu Zhi first. Qi Tingji would not agree, which would be unworthy of the swordsman and clan leader.

It's just that something 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 managed to give up his plan of becoming the number one person in the colorful world and established a firm foothold in the world. If he chooses to follow everyone out of the city to hand over the sword today, Life or death is uncertain, and no one dares to say that they will definitely be able to leave the wild world alive. As for the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, once it loses its sect leader and chief minister, how can it remain unrivaled in the world? Maybe there is a swordsmanship sect in Nan Posuo 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. He wore a black sheath sword on his waist. There were indeed handsome men and beautiful women in the Great Sword Qi 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 Ping'an, 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 deal with the Confucian Temple. I owe you this favor and I will pay it back in the future when I get to Qing Ming Tianxia. 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 in the sky. 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 sword cultivator 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 doubtfully: "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, a little envious of Wei Jin and Chen Ping'an, fellow countrymen, who became the hometown sword cultivators of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

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 twice 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 said with a smile: "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 at a time, Director 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 Master Lu.

In fact, when he was a boy, Chen Ping'an always called Lu Chen "Master Lu".

Lu Chen smiled and didn't say anything. He just raised the sleeves of his Taoist robe. The breeze blew and picked up snowflakes.

It seems that Cui Dongshan, a student of Chen Ping'an, likes to name one of his sleeves "the place where you beat 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 looked up at the sky and murmured: "Chen Ping'an, don't forget, the moon is like day in Nanhua City, and the Twelve Jade Towers are not my hometown. My hometown is this vast world."

Ning Yao squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

You, the Lisheng and the Confucian Temple, have nothing to do with how I draw my sword in the wild world.

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, and 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 all smile knowingly without saying 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 Dao Guan. He said, "Okay, let's gang up to bully the foreigners."

The old master He Shou who was in the Confucian Temple worshiping the sages and 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 person who accompanied the saint, offered wine to the academy, and the academy director would consult 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 and killed Ascension Realm monks whenever he made a move.

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?"

Haosu shook his head. He knew how he became a criminal officer, and 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 any of his elders, and Chen Ping'an 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 thirteenth battle and losing. , Zhang Lu's reputation in Jianqi Great Wall is not bad. 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’s temper never hides it. Even if Zhang Lu betrayed the Sword Qi Great Wall in the end, why did Zhang Lu stay Standing at the ruins of Daoxuan Mountain, not moving even half a step, guarding the gate from beginning to end? Zhang Lu didn't leave until the wild demon clan retreated from Haoran like a tide?"

Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Did Zhang Lu not only use his body to make amends for his past mistakes? Did he have 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 sword cultivator. When he was in the 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 revealed, but Zhang Lu taught swordsmanship to young swordsmen very casually and without any personal status, but he did not have any master-disciple status. Zhang Lu's sword is called Mountain Rhinoceros, and the scabbard is covered with black scales. It is said that in his early years, this great swordsman, during his hunting trip in the wild world, captured a Jade Pure Realm monster, refined its sinews and bones into a long sword, and refined its skin. For the scabbard. After that, only a few words were left in the files of the summer palace. It seems that Zhang Lu was 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, Chen Pingan was not surprised at all after he entered the summer palace and looked through the files, because before he left Daoxuan Mountain in his early years, Zhang Lu not only sent Ning Yao the dragon-slaying platform, but also the golden robe. , or Zhang Lu helped cast a blind eye. As for the demon-binding rope made from the long whiskers of the old dragon, Zhang Lu said at that time that he had asked an expert from the Xuanshan Talisman Sect to help him. The Taoist intercepted some of the dragon's whiskers as a reward. Three cloud patterns peeled off and merged into the demon-binding rope, so it was Chen Ping'an who made the profit. 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 making bows. 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, who is willing to use a bow."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, Su Zi was heroic and liked drinking. He once had Yunjiu, Tianlu, and I got this. Isn't it a blessing from heaven. And the food and goods annals directly say that the drinker is the beauty of heaven.

But these are just "add-ons." Chen Ping'an 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 a demon clan.

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, with that protection The purpose of the ancestral temple tomb is to bring peace to the dark house.

If it was Zhang Lu's own choice to betray the Sword Qi Great Wall, and the boss Sword Immortal was willing to respect his choice, then the only thing Zhang Lu had to do was to agree to Chen Qingdu and continue to stay and guard the gate, just like guarding " "Grave mound" is general, and finally take care of the Sword Qi Great Wall ruins which are like a tomb.

Zhang Lu also kept his promise.

That is still the pure sword cultivator 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. It is the greatest respect for both sides to use their swords with all their strength.

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 and threw it casually to Chen Ping'an. Bai Yujingsan's Taoist token was given away casually.

Chen Pingan took it with one hand, and Ning Yao began to help Chen Pingan untie her bun. Chen Pingan took off the white jade hairpin, put it in his sleeves, 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 level 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 with 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 jade tree facing 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 hypocritical 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 accustomed 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 to be a shameless person, Chen Pingan, you are even more so.

On the other side of the city wall next door, Lu Zhi had already extended his hand, "It's easy to say. I welcome Master 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 he can just come to if he wants to. The rules of etiquette and sage are left there.

You two are determined to deceive others and renege on their debts, 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 setting up 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 merged into the Yin Shen with the Taoist crown, it was like a boat of inconsistency.

So the current Chen Ping'an is just like a man riding a boat to support mugwort. It is a mysterious and mysterious "manifestation of the great road".

Ning Yao stood there, unfazed.

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 Pingan".

The young man who was wearing a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes was transformed into a simple and elegant green gauze Taoist robe.

He still carries a Night Sword on his back, but with an extra lotus crown.

Chen Ping'an bent his knees slightly, 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, 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 sky, but I could already see the outline of the mountains and rivers over there.

He has both A Liang's sword spirit and his senior brother's sword spirit.

Among them are 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 cyan, he took the lead in turning into a rainbow and leaving the city.

Ning Yao followed closely behind, his sword shining like a rainbow.

Hao Su's sword accompanies him 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 for a long trip, but they made a fuss about it. At that time, a Fuyaozhou ferry docked. After hearing 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 the obstruction of a female swordsman in the team, someone would have died on the spot.

This group of Tongyezhou sword cultivators whose sect was closed but went on a long journey were none other than Yu Xin, Wang Shizi and Li Wanyong, this group of "rebellious sword cultivators" from the younger generation of Tongye Sect in the past.

As the only female sword cultivator, Yu Xin wears a golden shirt, a robe, a Xiangshui skirt covered by the Dragon Girl Fairy Clothes, and a pair of embroidered shoes from the Paradise of Hundred Flowers.

Li Wanyong carried the long sword "Chizhuan" on his back. This trip to the Sword Qi Great Wall was mainly to see the two sides.

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, Chen Sanqiu and Diezhang fell to the top of the city at about the same time.

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.

But she never imagined that this guy would follow him all the way here. For no reason, you, a mountain swordsman, are you hungry enough to hold on?

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 carefree 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 leader and helmsman of the sect, but he looks more like a teacher, not like a guy who dances with guns and sticks?

Chen Ping'an 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 Wu Shipai of the Ministry of Punishment, and the monk accompanying the army of Da Li.

Zhou Haijing is a martial artist at the top of the mountain. Of course, according to worldly standards, she is still a good-looking woman.

Everyone's words and deeds are like a ghostly spirit traveling far away from the body.

In the eyes of others, everyone 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 something. 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, and they spoke from the bottom of their hearts and could not fake it. As for Su Lang, he was scared to his core.

Chen Ping'an, the Lord of Luolu 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 each other, and God knows if there is something bad hidden in a good skin and a good spirit.

Zhou Haijing asked: "Is something really wrong?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It's really something."

Zhou Haijing sighed, "Then come in and talk. I'm a young girl. If the neighbors see me, it will be difficult to find a good man to marry."

Chen Ping'an 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 the guests badly. Not to mention there is no good wine, and there is no tea. Do you want boiled water?"

Chen Pingan 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 feud, 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 problems are whether to use the wrong method to pursue a correct result. 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 best, it's a half answer.

What can Chen Pingan teach the so-called teacher students? It seems that there is nothing he can teach Cui Dongshan.

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. "

She continued: "By the way, Sect Master Chen, please don't refer to Mr. Zhou 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 one." 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 Master Chen looks like this kind of person. I heard that the gods on the mountain treat women's beauty differently than men down the mountain." Beauty, it’s all about heaven and earth.”

Chen Ping'an 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 Feijian, 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, actually?"

Zhou Haijing clicked his tongue and said, "I almost thought that at this moment, I was not at home, but still in the small Taoist temple of Ge Daolu."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I understand, I will leave after drinking this bowl of water, and I will not embarrass Miss Zhou."

Looking at the man in green shirt drinking water from a bowl, Zhou Haijing said: "Sect Master Chen is really a fastidious 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, and her face was filled with a smile.

He is obviously from a wealthy family, he is able to make do with things, and he can make things happen naturally, without making other people feel awkward. This is probably the so-called attention to detail.

After Zhou Haijing learned boxing and traveled to various countries, he had seen some of the sons of local aristocratic families and wealthy aristocrats. There were many embroidered pillows, and there were many who were sanctimonious. There are, but not many.

But the person in front of him, wearing a pair of spotless cloth shoes under a green shirt and long coat, 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 and never touches the ground.

These people have some contempt in their hearts, and the contempt in their hearts is actually very difficult to hide. In Zhou Haijing's opinion, it's not as good as those dog eyes that look down on others.

These high-ranking Immortal Masters of Immortal Genealogy, 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 Sect Leader 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 a breeze on their sleeves. 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. .

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 world, 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 and Song Xu 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 that 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 well-measured. Normally a ninth-level martial artist wouldn't be able to tell, but I could see some clues."

"And the only thing Miss Zhou has on her body 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 wife."

"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 of 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 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, you have to pass a half-way master's biography. "

"With such a good future in martial arts, he 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 Wu Fu’s pure Qi 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 thing. 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 in addition to the Earthly Branches and the Rites and Punishments, no one will meddle in others' affairs."

If before, Zhou Haijing felt like he was listening to Mr. Shu telling stories, 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 Earthly 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 there were many cases where the disciple was more promising than the master. The master who brought him in to practice cultivation was an individual matter. Just like Yu Hong's master, he 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, even more so. The person who teaches boxing is a six-level martial artist. Of course, she was still young at that time and worshiped him as a god.

It's all about him in your eyes, in your heart, on your face, and on your brows. I think about it when I drink water, drink alcohol, eat, or walk.

Only by practicing boxing hard can you forget for 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 good, 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 won't meet each other again 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 Ping'an 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: "Aunt, 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 to look at the alley at the door. He didn't know that in the early days of Lotus Root Blessed Land, in that small county town, the future Nanyuan Kingdom's national master Zhong Fuzi and Yu Zhenyi, the first mountain climber to cultivate immortality, when they were young, Is he also this slightly carefree look?

Zhou Haijing glanced at the man's eyebrows and expression, and she was a little surprised.

Good guy, you have a good reputation. If I look at him a few more times, I might fall for him.

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 the expenses of those things.

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 softly and said: "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 don'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 around and looked at the man's back, rich? Can't?

The handsome young man suddenly ran all the way and caught up with Chen Ping'an. He turned sideways and walked almost close to the wall, and said softly: "Sect Master Chen, my name is Wan Yan."

Chen Ping'an turned around and said with a smile: "The Wanyan who relies on horses and Wanyan?"

The young man nodded vigorously, hesitated for a moment, then asked with a red face: "Are you good at boxing and kicking?"

"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 to 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 words that I can't say. I have been practicing bullshit walking and standing with Gao You for several years. It's hard to say whether I have gained some strength or not. Anyway, I get hungry easily, and I have to go to the street to steal money when I am hungry. No one in the capital's large or small martial arts schools is willing to accept two paupers, and it's even harder to get along with gangs.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Why do you want to learn boxing?"

Wan Yan said: "You won't be bullied. It will be easier to make money if you learn the skills."

Zhou Haijing, who was leaning at the door, shouted with the young swordsman: "It's too late to learn boxing. 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 be a thief peacefully, with less ability and 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 Pingan asked with a smile: "Why do you want to learn boxing from me? Isn't your sister Zhou also a member of the world, why bother to seek far away from the near."

Wan Yan said: "I think Mr. Chen is a master."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Yeah."

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 bumps 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 there's no point in saying this to a young boy right now. I have to admit that many truths actually have thresholds. In addition, it also depends on whether one is willing to learn and whether one is willing to listen.

Chen Ping'an stopped at the alley and smiled with the young man: "Your Aunt Zhou is easy to talk to. Please beg her more. Also, be smart and find something to do on weekdays, 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 sea salt and build dams.

Her hometown is close to the sea. 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.

Looking back on those days, 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 his senior sister, and lamented, I am so worried about this bastard Zheng Dafeng! He kept telling lies and doing a lot of harm to people. A few years ago, after listening to this old bachelor’s bad idea, I met Yu Lu at a battlefield site in the old Zhu Ying Dynasty, and he said that he was not Su Dian’s junior brother, but hers. His son... As a result, after that, even after being punched, the senior sister never gave him a good look. Even to this day, she is not willing to talk to him.

Shi Lingshan asked softly: "Senior 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 sallow complexion and skinny skin. He was so dirty that it was hard to tell the difference between a boy and 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, her uncle didn't tell anyone about their relationship. He just privately begged Master Yao to let her do some trivial things there as he could, and that's why he stayed there.

Later my uncle died.

She felt it was better to stay in the 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 know it all, so what can I do, I can 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, thin boy with straw sandals.

Because the boy was too poor and a helpless orphan. The most unpromising uncle seems to be able to become rich, face-saving, and speak confidently only when he is 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 the things he made were still not good.

When her uncle came at the end, he also told her, little Rouge, if something happens in the future, go find that person, Chen Ping'an from Mud Bottle Alley. He will help you, for sure.

But don't trouble others too often. If you do it too often, you will still annoy people.

She didn't know it at the time, but these were pretty much 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 he is afraid of death is actually just because he is 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 sissy.

When a man is in a bad mood, he likes to sit by the water, or cut red paper, or braid the hair of the little girl who depends on each other. Except for the crop work that he has disliked the most since he was a child, he is actually very clever. . When I'm by the river, I'll face the water and keep turning my head, as if I'm looking in a mirror. I 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. If a big man looks in the mirror and someone sees him, he will be gossiped about.

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, 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 had the same virtues as all the kiln workers, so he liked to pick the fight and fan the flames of the kiln worker's apprentice who was born in Mud Bottle Alley.

Until that day, he caused a big disaster, cut off the fire of the dragon kiln, and hid in the mountains and forests. The young man was actually the first to discover his traces, but he didn't say anything, pretending not to see him, and helped him afterwards. Concealing traces.

Later, his legs were broken and he spent half a year recuperating in bed. 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, but 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 that being a good person is hard work."

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, Sissy wanted to give Chen Pingan something.

"I'm giving you something. It's the only valuable thing I have."

It is the extremely precious rouge box. It's like all the energy and energy in his life and all the good hopes for life are hidden inside.

But the boy was sitting on the threshold, shaking his head and saying, "No."

"It's not dirty."

"It's not that it's dirty, but I just don't like it. I took 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. You have to look at it a few more times, and then you can’t help but smear it on, and you start thinking about this month’s salary, and then you will 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 the 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 thought in his heart.

I just hope that God will open his eyes and stop looking at me, 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.

The young Taoist boy smiled and said, "I can just find it myself. Cultivating yourself is where the fun lies."

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 called him "fellow Taoist" before. Maybe he was 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 has not yet enlightened himself. Haha, he played the piano to the cow, and played 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 must not be much higher.

Otherwise, the immortal mounts on the top of the mountain do not have the fifth realm of cultivation and the magical power of refining, and the Immortal Master of Genealogy would be embarrassed 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 you hit 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 much we talk about loyalty, we can't act recklessly. 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 you say. .”

The Taoist boy nodded and said slowly: "It makes sense."

It was just three words, but the young man deliberately spoke slowly, as if he had some truth.

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 can I have to say about him? Such an old immortal who is 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 asked with a smile: "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 of 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." .”

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 the shadow of our ancestors."

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 no father or 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, asking for mercy, 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 going up the mountain, I often go on long trips, and when I get home, I don'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 can be used with a hammer. Fellow Taoist, can you tell me?"

"Does Haoran Jiuzhou look like the 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 quite knowledgeable."

Chen Lingjun stood up on his tiptoes and secretly patted a horn. "There is a hilltop in my house. It is like spring all year round. There are many 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 and seemed 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, signaling him to calm down.

During this trip to this small town, he was going back to its roots to see what it was like.

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 with no great connections at all. The new co-lord of the old heaven has become that one and 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 from 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. There's still a chance. Everyone has a chance, good or bad, or hard. Everyone has a chance.

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, there are many intricate connections in Lizhu Cave.

Because of this, the secret of heaven is not revealed and there is no trace to be found. What's more, there was Qi Jingchun in front of him 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, "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: "Tao Ancestor 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 a moment and 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. Holding it high and keeping silent, it's really not that he doesn't respect etiquette, but that among these three, which one is the right one to address first? It seems that no matter who you call first, it’s wrong. No matter what, let’s kowtow nine times first as a sign of respect, and then treat it as three kowtows for each person. Anyway, you don’t have to worry about this trivial matter, the founder of the three religions.

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, and the worldly affairs will be done. Leave it to humans."

Daozu smiled.

The Holy Master also laughed.

Chen Lingjun finished his nibbling, looked up quietly, 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." Then he looked at the immortal tomb, 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 one sentence, "Have you eaten enough?"

What Chen Ping'an "eats" is the humanity in all other people, the beauty in the hearts of all the young people in Mud Ping Alley, and everything that he yearns for. In fact, this has long been a kind of Hedao Fourteenth. A great opportunity.

It is sincerity and right intention, it is Taoism but subtleness, it is sincerity and spirit.

The old master sighed, Qi Jingchun was such a matchmaker and placed such a heavy burden on his junior brother's shoulders, and Cui Cheng was such an embroidered tiger who deceived himself and others to hide the fate.

As senior brothers, do you two have such confidence in your junior brother Chen Ping'an?

Daozu suddenly smiled and said, "Scholar."

The Holy Master glared and said, "Can this be all my fault?!"

Chen Lingjun plucked up the courage and timidly said in a trembling voice: "Although I don't know what to say, I think that my master might be the best."

The old master smiled and said: "Tell me, why? Don't be afraid, this is my territory, and there is no harm in fighting with others."

As soon as Chen Lingjun mentioned Chen Pingan, he immediately became bold. He sat on the ground, patted his chest and said, "My master is a good man. He was before, he is now, and he will be even more good in the future!"