Chapter 808： Heartfelt

The three left, leaving only Chen Pingan, a member of the Shanhaizong sect, sitting alone by the cliff and looking into the distance.

At the border of the sea cliffs on the earth, the mountains and the water are everywhere, the tourists in the green shirts are far away, and the breeze and the moon are under my control.

In history, Shanhaizong had changed the name of the sect, but only one word was changed, and the river was changed to the sea. However, the old monks of Zhongtu Shenzhou still used to call it Shanhezong.

It's a pity that I didn't meet the female ancestor today. It is said that she is the second disciple of Sovereign Nalan Xianxiu, otherwise there will be a chance to know which brother she really likes.

Whether he likes Cui Yang, he likes left and right, he likes any senior, it seems to be a good eye.

Chen Ping'an stood up and waited for the arrival of the night ship. At most, he could board the ship after one stick of incense.

On the edge of the cliff, a long twig stood alone in a green shirt.

Thinking of Li Sheng’s previous words, Chen Ping’an’s thoughts drifted far away, rising and falling with mixed thoughts, like wind ripples across the lake of the heart.

I don’t know how difficult it is to read the scriptures when turning a book, and it is often easier to read the scriptures.

I remember the cluster of balsam flowers at the door of Liu Xianyang’s house. There was a heavy rain, and all the ditches in the town were flooded and washed away. Chen Ping’an felt very sorry. On the contrary, Liu Xianyang, the protagonist, was not very sad. Nothing, Gu Can feels most distressed. On the way home, he kept complaining about Chen Ping An, saying that he had known this a long time ago, so he might as well move to his side and stop moving. Maybe it will bloom well now.

Thinking of the round-faced girl in cotton-padded clothes with the pseudonym Yu Qianyue, Chen Ping’an naturally remembered Liu Xianyang’s ancestral home. In fact, there was a large cabinet handed down from the ancestors. It was exquisitely made and was an old object of painted golden flowers. There is a picture of a golden laurel tree with lush blossoms and a full moon hanging over its branches. Chen Pingan didn't even know about this kind of thing, how could he be reasonable, and be tied together by a thousand miles of marriage? It is destined that Liu Xianyang and Xie Yue, even if they are separated from the world, will walk together? I hope that the two of them will stay together and get married.

Baidicheng Han Qiaose bought a ghost repairing heavy equipment in Baozhai at Liaozhou Island. After Chen Ping'an heard about this at Gongdelin, he no longer asked Mr. Xiping about Baozhai's business through Sanchawu. .

And Chen Pingan's own life could no longer be stopped by a flooding stream.

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned her head, very surprised, did she never go to the sword training place outside the sky, or just returned to Haoran?

The woman in white leaned the sword with one hand, looked into the distance, and smiled: "In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed and another ten thousand years have passed."

Chen Ping'an nodded, "As if blinking, he is five and forty-one years old."

She asked: "Does the master know that this was once a place where a more important spell fell?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "I don't know, I didn't see it on the archives of the Summer Palace, and I didn't hear your husband and brother mention it at the Confucian Temple."

She and Chen Ping'an roughly talked about the long-lost truth that Shanhaizong was once an ancient battlefield site. It was the place where the battle between water and fire ended. Therefore, the Taoism is endless, the spells are scattered, and the Taoist rhyme is left in the world. It is the opportunity of the immortal family for later generations of Qi practitioners to practice.

It's just that there are not many records on the Confucian Temple, and only the saints and sages of the past can read them. Therefore, the head of the college may not even know.

She smiled and said: "In that colorful world, there will definitely be a cultivating embryo that naturally defeats Ning Yao in the future. Anyway, it will definitely not be Jian Xiu. There is a great dispute with Ning Yao, so let Ning Yao not take it lightly. She has become a sword repairman in the Ascension Realm, and can sit back and relax from now on. She will not be invincible in the colorful world forever."

Chen Pingan asked, "Is this person one of the greatest blessings in the colorful world? Does the Daoist forces including Bai Yujing have the best chance of getting this person?"

Even if there is such a person, whether it is Ning Yao, he Chen Pingan, an ascending city, even if he knows this secret secret in advance, he will not make the plan on the mountain that relies on the evolution of Yin and Yang to derive from the main road and then cut the grass and root.

She nodded, "From the current point of view, the possibility of Daomen is relatively high. But it is not a fixed number who will get the flowers. People and gods live together, weird and mixed, such as today's luck is still dark and unclear. So the other few opportunities, specifically What, it’s not easy to say for the time being, it may be that the great road of the sky is manifested into something, and whoever gets it will be sheltered by a great road of the world, or it may be a certain geographical advantage, such as a place that Bai Ye and old scholars could not find. The blessed land of the cave can support the growth of a fourteenth-level monk. Anyway, Ning Yao has succeeded in slaying the single-eyed one of the upper gods. At least a few hundred years of time, he can be the number one in the world. It’s time to be content with a person’s position. During this period, if she can't break the border and take away the title of number one, she can't blame others."

She laughed, "That little master, didn't you tell the master?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "The saint of rituals didn't talk about this, so I dare not ask more."

She said: "It really is a little master, not grandiose."

The term "Little Master" was the first nickname given by Bai Ze to Li Sheng.

Only monks who write the old almanac instead of translating the old almanac are qualified to call the saint like that.

For example, she next to Chen Ping An, one of the five highest heavenly courts, a sword-bearer.

Chen Pingan's interest changed the subject, "The armor-clad man was beheaded by you outside the sky and fell completely. Part of the reason is that there is a new armor-clad man in the Tianting ruins."

To put it simply, the higher the gods, the more a carrot and a pit.

The closed disciple of the great ancestor of Tuo Yue Shan, Li Zhen, once a sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, observes.

His natal flying sword, the long river of time, is too mysterious, making Li Zhen born suitable for the new armored man.

With these words, Chen Ping'an didn't sacrifice a caged bird, or even used his own voice. He always said whatever he wanted.

She is there.

Who dares to spy on this place?

She hummed, patted the hilt of the sword lightly with her palm, and said: "That's it, Zhou Mi helped to plant that sighting, which made my old friend's divine position unstable, plus the previous attack on Haoran and Li Sheng ruthlessly A fight will affect his combat power. But these are not the real reasons why he was beheaded by me. He is not as powerful as me, but with defense, he is indeed indestructible and will be injured, even if I shoot down. , His golden body fragments, scattered and scattered, can manifest as alien rivers, but it is still very difficult to really kill him, unless I have been chasing him for thousands of years, I have no such patience."

In fact, after a fight, a brand new golden galaxy did appear far away from the sky, spreading for tens of millions of miles.

What she meant was like the armor-clad man begged to die, and finally voluntarily surrendered the prominent position of God and gave it to Li Zhen, or to be precise, to Zhou Mi.

If the sword bearers and the saints of rites fail to prevent the armored ones from returning to their hometowns and successfully return to the old heavenly ruins, with a careful mind, it is estimated that the end of the game will not be better.

Chen Pingan asked softly: "Will you be sad if you have to kill the armored man yourself?"

The sword bearer and the armored man have fought side by side for thousands of years. As she said, they are old friends.

She shook her head and explained: "Don't be sad, where the golden body is, it is the cage. The lower gods, the golden body will dissolve in the long river of time, and the death of the higher gods will disappear, which is a kind of distance that future cultivators cannot understand. You are free both physically and mentally. The pitiful thing about the old gods is that their words and deeds, and even all their thoughts, are strictly in accordance with the established context. Over time, this is actually not a very interesting thing. Like the meaning of existence, it is just for existence. So the immortality pursued tirelessly by later generations of trainers has become a big prison in our eyes."

Chen Pingan took out the sword gourd, took a sip of wine, and murmured: "Is it possible to understand that compared to your gods, people will make mistakes and correct mistakes, so morality is a kind of freedom in our hearts? "

She smiled and said, "It is a kind of freedom to think so."

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to speak, she raised the sword and said, "I really left this time."

The tall figure of the woman in white turned into thousands of white sword lights, scattered in all directions, ignoring the restriction of the formation of Shanhaizong, and finally gathered her figure at the sky, overlooking the world.

Chen Ping An silently remembered the complicated trajectory of the sword light, then pinned the sword-raising gourd to his waist, raised his head, and waved goodbye to her.

In the next moment, Chen Ping'an controlled the sword heart and recited Tao Jue silently. His figure instantly turned into hundreds of sword lights, like a blue lotus blooming on the edge of a cliff, and then spreading out to the sea beyond the cliff.

In the end, Jian Guang slammed into the big mountain and river formation, like a person hitting a wall, one swayed, Jian Guang condensed into his body, and fell straight into the sea.

In the distance, there is a tall building in Shanhaizong, Nalan Xianxiu, holding a cigarette stick, spit out a mouthful of clouds and mist, and said in amazement: "Good escape."

She waved her sleeves and opened the ban. He jumped out of the water in a green shirt, and did not leave the wind, but ran wildly on the water.

The night ship appeared in the distance. Chen Ping'an clicked on the water, jumped onto the bow, and when his feet landed, he came to a strange city.

Chen Pingan stood under the eaves, concentrating his eyes, and found that not far from the downtown area, the bustling and crowded, as if there was a ring, there seemed to be two martial arts fighters on the stage, each holding a pen to sign the life and death certificate, one of them The brawny man, arrogant and arrogant, wrote his name, so he might not even recognize him. Then he slammed his pen and was responsible for putting away the two life and death scholars. He was busy picking up the brush on the ground and cursing. Reckless man.

The four of Ning Yao were just here to join in the fun. They didn't go to the crowds and watched the martial arts arena on the second floor of a restaurant not far away.

Ning Yao and Pei Qian are okay, they just need to stand at the window, and the small rice grains and the white-haired boy can only show two small heads.

When Chen Ping'an appeared in this city, Ning Yao turned his head and looked at the green shirt with a sword on the back.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand and motioned them to stand still, and went to look for them by himself.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Chen Ping’an found that the tables beside Ning Yao’s wine table were all self-proclaimed young handsome men and brothers. They didn’t even bother to watch the competition in the ring. They were talking and laughing and talking about famous martial arts places. The deeds of the rivers and lakes, the drunk man means only outside the wine. Talking about those long-famous masters and masters, the idle clouds and wild cranes on the rivers and lakes, always don't forget to bring yourself, or your master, just fortunately to drink together. Have been pointed by XX Sword Fairy and XX Shenquan.

Ning Yao turned around and sat back to his original position. Pei Qian smiled and nodded with the master. Xiao Mi Li saw the good man mountain lord and pursed his lips. The white-haired boy saw the hermit ancestor, and shed tears.

Chen Ping An originally wanted to sit next to Ning Yao, but Xiao Mi Li gave up his bench, and the white-haired boy who was a step slower wiped it back and forth with his sleeves, gently blowing dust.

Chen Ping An took the bowl of wine that Pei Qian handed over, and asked with a smile, "Here?"

Pei Qian whispered: "Taiping City."

Also known as Jiazi City, one of the middle four cities.

It is the only place on the night ship where there are no cultivators, and it has been rare for ordinary masters for 70 years. It is estimated that a cultivator in the Middle Five Realm is random, no need to be an immortal, just a sea-viewing realm cultivation base, and he is the number one person in the world.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Why are you here for a stroll."

Ning Yao said in his heart: "We were in Lingxi City and met the criminal Haosu who came from Appearance City."

Chen Ping’an nodded, and saw that there was a lot of water in Ning Yao’s bowl, so he didn’t help to pour the wine. It doesn’t matter if money is drinking, it’s a genius. Look at the millet grains and drink wine, but Chen Ping’s sight just arrived. There are no silver in the millet grains. I stretched out my hand to cover the wine bowl, "It's water, not wine. I don't know what wine tastes like. It's not good, it's not delicious, it's so spicy, and fools spend money. Buy wine and drink..."

The white-haired boy sitting side by side with the millet grains gloated, "Yes, it's a fool who spends money on alcohol."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Wait for you to check out."

The white-haired boy was crippled with food, and then he raised the wine bowl, with a flat face, "The hidden official ancestor, pedantic, scheming, and calculating, this trip to the Confucian Temple must be a show-stopper, and the fame has moved the world. I will mention a bowl here. "

Chen Pingan shook his head, drank a drink, and frowned slightly.

Ning Yao asked: "What's the matter? Have a fight with someone?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I fought a few fights, mainly with Cao Ci, and suffered some injuries."

Pei Qian raised his ears.

Chen Ping An took out the porcelain bottle presented by Brother Jun Qian

, Poured out a pill, patted it into his mouth, swallowed it with the wine, and said: "Cao Ci is still great, I lost."

Ning Yao didn't worry too much about Chen Ping'an as soon as he heard that it was a fist with Cao Ci. Both sides must have played well. Moreover, seeing Chen Ping'an right now, there was no sluggish air. Instead, he was full of punches and became more refined, which is a good thing.

Chen Ping'an held back a smile and said to Pei Qian, "Although the master lost the punch, Cao Ci was beaten into a pig by the master, and he did not lose."

Pei Qian scratched his head, "Didn't the master say that swearing, shorting, beating, and slapped people are all taboos?"

Chen Ping'an said, "Whatever you are polite with Cao Ci, you are all old friends."

Pei Qian grinned.

Drinking wine, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao said each in their hearts.

The white-haired boy pulled the short winter melon and millet grains and continued to watch the competition in the arena. The millet grains accompanied the short winter melon on tiptoes, leaning on the window and watching the humming haha ​​on the other side of the arena, fisting.

Chen Pingan gave an overview of the Confucian Temple discussion, and Ning Yao gave a reminder from the criminal officer Haosu.

Ning Yao finally remembered something, "The Dajiashan ferry, except for some monks who are willing to stay on the night cruise, the ferry and everyone else, Master Zhang has already let go."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "After the catastrophe, a false alarm is the best practice. So you still have a lot of face. If it were me, the shipowner would either simply not show up. Even if he shows up, he will definitely be with me. Ask the price and pay back."

Not any sword repairer can ban the ferry with the sword in his hand if nothing happens.

This is the tribute of the master of the night ship's opinion to the first person in a brand new world.

Ning Yao said in a bad mood: "It is obviously because of the face of Li Sheng, it has nothing to do with me."

Chen Ping’an smiled brilliantly: “It’s true that this time, it’s probably only me. The saint of rites personally came forward, receiving and sending.”

Ning Yao smiled and said, "What a great promise."

An old master appeared at the wine table out of thin air and asked with a smile: "Can you ask Mr. Chen and Ms. Ning for a bowl of wine?"

His abrupt appearance is like a guest near the wine table, even if he has been paying attention to Chen Ping'an, an eye-obtrusive drinker, he didn't notice it, as if he only felt that it was just right.

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and smiled: "I have seen Shipowner Zhang, just sit down."

After Zhang Fuzi took his seat, he took out a wine glass from his sleeve. The complacent glass of wine was the Jiuquan glass?

Chen Ping'an asked: "Can you bother the owner of the ship and help to say hello to the two city owners of Chicken Dog City and Baiyan City. I may not go there for the time being. I will definitely visit the next time I board the ship."

Master Zhang nodded, "No problem."

Chen Ping'an asked again: "Can I open a shop in Entry City?"

Master Zhang still speaks very well, "Welcome."

On Osmanthus Island, there is a small courtyard named Guimai under the name of Chen Pingan. There is also a Yuying Cliff in Chunlupu, and there is also a mayfly shop.

During this trip to Luzhou, North Ju, I may also have a discussion with Longgongdongtian to talk about the "rental" of an island.

It is the Fushui Island that has not had a master for many years.

Chen Ping'an attaches great importance to that landscape, and plans to go here from time to time to practice behind closed doors in his future monastic career.

No matter what, Chen Ping'an hopes to be able to get it in his pocket. Whether it is bought by immortal money or by personal connections, he must try it.

Longgongdongtian was divided by three powers, the Water Dragon Sect near the Water Tower, the Duckweed Sword Lake by Li Cai, the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, and then Shen Lin, the Nanxun Water Hall of the Dadu Lingyuan Duke, served as Longting Hou. The old Dadushuizheng Li Yuan. In the previous discussions in the Confucian Temple, Yang Qing, the Master of the Great Yuan Dynasty, might have visited Gongde Lin on his own initiative, so in fact, Chen Ping'an was on the line except for the Southern and Northern Sects of the Water Dragon Sect. There is a chance to lease the island of Fushui, or even buy it directly.

As long as the Water Dragon Sect is willing to nod and agree to this matter, Chen Ping'an now has his own means to make money elsewhere with the Water Dragon Sect.

It would be better if there was a foothold like a ferry on this night boat.

In the future, there will be a lot of leisure activities in the mountains, besides being a schoolmaster and fishing, there is actually one more thing, which is to travel as many night boats as possible, because there are so many books and more stories about ancients. If you are fortunate enough to go a step further and can open a shop directly here, you will be more justified by boarding the ship. Is it possible that only you, Shao Baojuan, should be the lord of the city, and I am not allowed to open a shop for business?

Zhang Fuzi said, "I have an idea, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The owner Zhang, talk about it."

Master Zhang said: "Mr. Lin'an of Lingxi City, wants to hand over the post of city lord to Mr. Chen, what do you think?"

Chen Pingan turned to look at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao said: "It has nothing to do with me. I visited Lingxi City earlier and I had a good chat with Mrs. Li, but she is unlikely to send a city like this."

Master Zhang solved the mystery, "It was Xiancha who proposed to board the ship first. Mr. Lin'an thinks this is feasible. I respect Mr. Lin'an's meaning."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I don't have the talent and magical powers of Shao Baojuan in dreams. When I become the lord of Lingxi City, I will only be an inconspicuous throwing hand at the shopkeeper. I will fail Mr. Lin'an's trust. I can't see it. There is a bookstore over the city, so I'm very content."

Master Zhang smiled and said: "The position of the city lord is left empty for the first time. Anyway, there are two deputy city lord and abbots for specific affairs. During the years when Mr. Lin'an served as the city lord, she didn't care about general affairs, and Lingxi City was running as smooth as possible."

Chen Pingan was stunned, "Master Zhang said earlier?!"

Master Zhang just laughed and toasted, drinking by himself.

Oh, now I know how to call Master, but not the unfamiliar shipowner Zhang?

Master Zhang asked, "I opened a shop and became a shopkeeper. What kind of business do you plan to open?"

Chen Ping’an said: “Write a biography of the characters, and then follow the existing rules of the Night Ship Entry City to buy and sell books.”

Master Zhang nodded, "Feasible. When will you disembark?"

Chen Ping'an said: "It depends on when the night ship arrives at the bone beach."

Master Zhang put away the wine glass and said with a smile: "It takes a little detour, it takes about an hour."

Chen Pingan calculated in his heart, contacting the place where Ningyao's sword light appeared before, and the so-called Guixu ferry of Li Sheng, and then passing the distance between the Zhongtushan Haizong and the Nabeiju Luzhou skeleton beach to roughly estimate the speed of the night ship.

Master Zhang got up to say goodbye, but left a stack of golden talisman to Chen Ping’an, but the top was a piece of cyan talisman paper, painted with the territories of Jiuzhou mountains and rivers, and then there was a slight golden light on the talisman paper "slowly" "Movement, should it be the track of the night ship on the sea? The rest of the golden talisman can be regarded as the customs clearance text for Chen Pingan's boarding in the future?

Chen Ping'an stood up and thanked him, then clasped his fists.

Zhang Fuzi smiled and reminded: "Mr. Chen is a scholar of the Confucian Temple, but the relationship between the night boat and the Confucian Temple has always been very general. Therefore, this blue talisman should not be near the Confucian Temple. If possible, don't show it to others. The method of boarding the ship is very simple. Mr. Chen only needs to smash an'extradition talisman' on the sea, and then gather the golden light that poured aura into the blue talisman. The night boat will approach and find Mr. Chen. The extradition talisman is easy to learn and draw. After the twelve sheets are used up, Mr. Chen needs to draw the charms himself."

After Master Zhang left, Ning Yao came to ask his sight.

Chen Pingan put all the Fulu into his sleeves and said: "First, strive for a relationship between non-enemies and non-friends, and then have some business contacts, so that each other is icing on the cake."

Ning Yao nodded.

Then she doesn't have to think about everything about night sailing, anyway, he is good at it.

On the other side of the window, the white-haired boy said that he was also a master, and he wanted to fly there to stand on the stage and help the hermit ancestor to win the title of invincible hand in the world. You can wrong yourself, just say that it is one of the disciples of the ancestor of the hidden official, or the one who is the least successful.

The millet grains hugged the white-haired boy vigorously to prevent her from causing trouble, swaying and moving closer to the wine table.

The white-haired boy kicked his legs indiscriminately and screamed. The little girl in black could not say that it was impossible, and the reputation of the world could not be so.

Chen Ping'an didn't stop them from making a fuss, thinking about the so-called twenty people of the criminal officer.

Haosu himself, Zhengyang Yamada Wan, the fairy Han Yushu of Sanshan Fudi, it is very likely that someone from Qionglin Zong will be added.

Since the criminal officer Haosu came to the night ship, he stayed for a long time on the side of the city. So the city lord of the shape, alias Shao Baojuan. This person may be an alternate member, so it is convenient to fill the vacancy at any time.

Of course, it does not rule out that the other party is a full member, one of twenty people, but it is very hidden. In this way, Shao Baojuan was on the side of Entry City and designed himself step by step, and there was enough reason.

And Qionglinzong, with the northern part of Luzhou, the Great Sword Fairy Bai Chang, and Xu Xuan, has a deep relationship. Because Xu Xuan is the person behind the scenes of the Qionglin Sect, Liu Jinglong had reminded him of this matter, otherwise he would have shown his unpleasant hometown Sword Immortal and Martial Swordsman and Wu with the Yupu realm cultivation base of the Sect Master Qionglin Master of learning, you are looking for teeth all over the floor, how many of the Qi trainers and pure martial arts in Luzhou in Beiju are good to talk? Often giving people a sack of sap, or throwing a spell at the Patriarch Hall of another family, flying swords like rain, do not need a reason.

The big business stalls of Qionglinzong, up and down the hills, all over the continent of Luzhou in Beiju, even in Aiaizhou and Aquarius, there are many industries. Just say that the Xianjia mansion near the top of the mountain is a veritable Jinshan Yinshan.

When Qiong Linzong found Caique Mansion at the beginning, about the robe, he offered excellent conditions to Caique Mansion over and over again, and he always behaved very well. Even if he was rejected by Caique Mansion many times, he didn't seem to give much afterwards. Caique Mansion slumped in secretly. It seems that the meaning of the drunkard is not only in the wine, but also in the mountains. Is Qiong Linzong worried about stunning snakes? That's why it is so restrained and reserved?

Chen Ping'an did not even rule out a possibility. Assuming that the Sect Master Qionglin is really one of the twenty people, there may be a second person hiding in the darker part of the sect.

While distracted, Chen Pingan said to Pei Qian, “I’ll teach you a boxing technique again. You must study it hard. In the future, I will go to Pushan Thatched Cottage and ask Senior Huang Yiyun about boxing techniques. You can use this boxing.”

Pei Qian was a little nervous, and after nodding, he secretly took a sip of wine and was shocked.

Chen Ping An got up and said, "Let's go out of the city to find a secluded place and teach boxing."

As soon as the white-haired boy's eyes turned, he swaggered to lead the way.

As a result, I was hugged by the millet grains, "Check out, don't forget to check out."

The white-haired boy sighed, whispered to the millet grains, and borrowed some broken silver.

Millet gave the money, and immediately took out the slim charcoal pencil made by the old cook from the bookcase, and spread a blank thin book on the table, turned the first page, and started to stand and keep accounts, looking serious and meticulous.

The little girl also raised her hand to cover while writing.

Chen Pingan glanced at the account book that the shop had just opened, and asked with a smile, "I lent me money before, why didn't I keep the account?"

Xiaomi Li didn’t lift her head, just stretched out her hand and scratched her face, and said, “I’m friends from the rivers and lakes with Dwarf melon. Business dealings must be clear. For example, if I owe money, I will also remember it. Sister Ning and Pei Qian are all family members and don't need to keep accounts."

Pei Qian smiled and shook the head of the millet grain.

After shaking like this, the writing in the account book was crooked, and Xiaomi Li stomped his feet in annoyance, reached out and patted Pei Qian's hand, "Don't remind me, I'm keeping the account."

A group of people walked out of this city full of rivers and lakes and the atmosphere of the city, turned off the busy official road, and found a large persimmon forest with red flowers.

Passing by a lake before, the water village was filled with mist, and the fishing boat itself was like a fish.

The white-haired boy is now carrying millet grains and picking up the red lanterns on the ground. Where the water and soil do not support people.

Ning Yao leaned on a tree with her arms around her chest. This was the first time she saw the master and apprentice teach boxing.

Pei Qian took off the bamboo box and placed it far away, as if he was a little embarrassed, as if he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

Chen Pingan was a little strange, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, so nervous?"

Actually, he is the master who should be nervous, he has to be careful to be driven again

The big disciple was knocked down.

Pei Qian took a deep breath and stood solemnly, "Master, please teach me boxing."

Chen Ping’an nodded and said, “Teaching boxing is very simple today. I only use one boxing technique to learn from you. As for you, you can shoot at will.”

As a result, Chen Ping'an just handed it out with a single palm, only to make a fist, and Pei Qian took a step back.

Ning Yao felt that this boxing couldn't be taught today.

Chen Ping'an became more and more puzzled, "Pei Qian?"

Pei Qian lowered his head, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "I dare not punch."

Chen Ping'an angrily smiled and said, "Why, I'm worried that my realm is too high and his punches are too heavy, and I'm afraid that I will hurt Master with one punch and half-dead with two punches?"

Pei Qian just looked at the ground, shook his head, and said nothing.

Chen Ping'an looked at Ning Yao, she shook her head and signaled a change, not to force it.

Chen Pingan thought for a while, then turned around and shouted with the white-haired boy: "Come here and do me a favor."

The white-haired boy jumped and said: "It's me who pays the bill, and it's me who gets beaten up again, the ancestor of the hidden official, do you still talk about the justice of the world?!"

Pei Qian raised his head, full of guilt, Chen Ping'an smiled and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, then just take a closer look at Master's punch."

Ning Yao waved to Pei Qian.

Pei Qian walked over, Ning Yao said softly: "It's okay."

Pei Qian nodded.

Ning Yao saw sweat oozing out of her forehead, so he moved gently to help Pei Qian wipe off the sweat.

Pei Qian was a little embarrassed.

The white-haired boy put on a dantian posture, then shook his shoulders, his hands swayed like water, shouted, and then began to move, and circled Chen Ping’an, "The hidden official ancestor, no eyes What an offense!"

Chen Ping'an stood there, almost no idea to shoot.

Millet grains squatted in the distance, filled with a large bag of persimmons that fell off the ground, one bite at a time, and nothing tasted.

The white-haired boy made a circle, one jumped, the golden rooster was independent, poked and poked with both palms, and said sternly: "Hidden official ancestor, my mantis fist, be careful!"

Chen Ping'an was directly on the leg. The white-haired boy was swept across his neck, his head tilted, and he bounced on the ground a few times, and his figure was still rolling during the period.

The white-haired boy finally fell to the ground and waved his hand, weakly saying: "Don’t fight, don’t fight, millet grains, remember to put the medicine money in the account, just a couple of silvers, and when I turn back to Luopo Mountain, I will follow Wei Caishen is going."

Chen Ping'an stared: "Take me seriously."

The white-haired boy sighed, jumped up, patted the dust on his body, "Okay, do it."

Next, the two exchanged discussions. This Ascending Realm Outer Heaven Demon used some martial arts fist moves from the Qingming world. Chen Ping’an's fist was "exquisite", like a woman's fist, but it seemed "tact and graceful", but in fact it was extremely fast. Fierce.

Pei Qian watched carefully, not only the way of fisting, the tricks, but also the traces of the master's fist.

Not only Chen Ping'an's shots, but also the white-haired boy's well-connected boxing moves and piles are all captured by Pei Qian.

In fact, after Wu Shuangjiang boarded the night ship and reunited with the heart demon Taoist companion, because she secretly opened many restrictions for her, the white-haired boy today is equivalent to a walking arsenal and a fairy cave. Wu Shuangjiang knows very well. She knows at least seven or eight points for some magical powers, swordsmanship, and boxing. Perhaps among these seven or eight points, Shenyi and Taoist rhyme are somewhat lacking, but Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian, who are walking with her, seem to be enough for the master and disciple.

Perhaps this was the biggest return from Wu Shuangjiang to Luoposhan in that deal.

Wu Shuangjiang deliberately didn't say anything about it, so he was sure that Chen Pingan's "nephew who ate and ran away" could think of it.

So at the beginning, Chen Ping An, who only wanted to let Pei Qian see his punches, became more and more serious in his punches, and he had some sense of learning.

The white-haired boy yelled, and handed out a punch. It was the killer of a certain boundless martial artist in the history of Qingming.

Pei Qian wrote down one by one.

The millet grains were busy eating persimmons, one after another, and suddenly shrugged their shoulders and gave them an excitement. At first it was just a bit astringent, and now it seemed that the mouth was numb.

Ning Yao looked at the blue shirt and punched like clouds of water. She felt a little regretful that she had not been able to see the Confucian Temple questioning boxing with her own eyes.

Remember when he was on the top of the city, he didn't seem to be able to hit Cao Ci with a punch?

Today, Chen Ping'an's punches are indeed everyone's demeanor.

The reason is very simple, it looks good.

It's no wonder that those martial artists who hid in the cold palace in those days looked down upon Aliang's boxing skills. After Zheng Dafeng taught boxing, they didn't feel anything wrong. They all said they were the masters of hermit. They were beautiful and practical. The pure martial artist of the criminal officer line was originally a group of children, so he was naturally close to the hidden official line of this line and the summer palace. In particular, the young martial artist with the best qualifications, regardless of male or female, highly respected "the former hidden official, treasurer Chen".

Ning Yao pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

I don't know what a lively scene he will go to Feisheng City in the future.

While Chen Ping'an was not on the ferry, Ning Yao often chatted with Xiao Mi Li, but actually had a private conversation with Pei Qian in private.

Maybe it was the relationship of drinking with the wife, Pei Qian drank and said something that had been hidden in his heart for many years. On Luopo Mountain, Pei Qian never talked about it, even with sister Nuanshu and Xiao Mi Li.

For example, she would miss her childhood, when she was helping to solicit business in Qilong Lane, she would go to the school every day, although she didn't learn much, she would skip class and be in a daze every day. But later, when I grow up, I will be very grateful to the master and the old cook for their hard work, somehow they went to a school, the decent ones are surrounded by reading sounds.

There used to be a teacher in a small town school. He probably thought that the little black charcoal girl was too absent-minded, and she was so angry that she asked Pei Qian to call her father.

The little black charcoal girl who behaved like a fool said, my father is very busy and is away. As I said in my heart, if there is no fart knowledge, why not be as good as the old cook, teach me? Occasionally I will make a typo when memorizing a book, but I won't.

When will he return home?

do not know. The little girl said in her heart, I know a hammer. My father's husband, do you know who it is? I'm afraid to scare you to death.

Pei Qian! Stand up, sit down well, stand up well, are you fair? ! Do you know what it means to respect the teacher and respect the Tao?

Oh. At that time, Pei Qian, who was perfunctory at the time, just felt that my master was the only one, and it’s up to you. It depends on your ability and ability. Let’s go out and make gestures. A set of crazy swordsmanship will beat you. I don't know who it is when I go home and look in the mirror.

But in the end, the old-fashioned said something, making Pei Qian awkward, and still apologized.

The teacher of the school said that when he looked at you, his family was not a wealthy gateway. Your father finally let you come to study and did not let you help with farm work. Although you don’t need to spend money to come here to take classes, you can’t abuse you. Parents’ hopes, they definitely hope that you can read and read seriously when you are here, and don’t talk about other things. They just say that you help write Spring Festival couplets at home. Wouldn’t you let your father spend less money?

After that, when Pei Qian was in the school, he followed a lot of rules, anyway, he stopped drawing little people on the books.

Pei Qian also talked about Grandpa Cui on the night when he sat on the ridge of the roof with his wife and admired the moon.

Ning Yao asked why she missed Senior Cui so much.

Pei Qian said just in case, just in case, someday the master doesn't want me and drives me away. If Grandpa Cui is there, he will persuade the master and stop him. And even if it was not, she regarded Grandpa Cui as her elder. When she was learning boxing on the second floor of the mountain, she hated it every time. She wanted to punch the old guy to death, but waited until Grandpa Cui really stopped. After teaching boxing, she would hope that Grandpa Cui could continue to teach boxing and feed boxing. For hundreds of years, she would not be afraid of suffering no matter how hard she would eat. She still thought that Grandpa Cui could stay in the bamboo building and not leave.

Finally, Pei Qian mentioned his master.

She said that although Master didn't teach her how to punch and kick, she felt that Master had taught her the best punching skills.

During the years when we were walking together, Master actually taught her every day not to be afraid of this world and how to get along with this world.

On the roof of the moonlit night, Ning Yao just listened to Pei Qian, who was drinking slightly, and listened quietly to Chen Ping’an’s Kaishan disciple, whispering what was in his heart.

After drinking, speak out. Just like the words in the stomach, swapped positions with the wine in the pot.

In fact, when you look closely, Pei Qian is actually a pretty big girl, the kind of woman who can make people feel more and more beautiful.

After speaking these words, Takeo, a slender, dark-skinned young woman, sat with her **** on her breasts, clenched her fists and put her knees gently, her eyes firm.

This competition in the persimmon forest ended after the boy in white showed more than a hundred tricks.

However, both sides deliberately suppressed the realm and only used it within a radius of three feet. It was more about determining the outcome of the trick, or a persimmon forest would disappear.

After Chen Pingan received his fist, he looked at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "Master, I remember it all."

The white-haired boy covered his head with one hand and his heart with the other. His footsteps were unstable, shaking like a drunkard. The light from the corner of his eyes carefully glanced at Chen Ping An, and said with a trembled: "No good, the hidden official fist is too domineering, I seem to suffer Seriously injured, millet grains, hurry up and help me!"

The millet grains rushed all the way, carefully supporting the white-haired boy.

Chen Ping’an’s green shirt shook, and the dust from the footprints scattered, shaking his arms, especially the back of his hands, a little numb, good guy, dare to save a lot of grievances, take advantage of his pressure to teach the boxing to Pei Qian, borrow money The opportunity to seek revenge came, with a few tricks, and went straight to the door.

Only then did you start to make up for it? Is it late?

The group continued to walk. Millet played with the white-haired boy. The two took time to ask for a punch. They agreed that they would stand in place and not move. Millet closed his eyes, turned sideways, and kept punching, with white hair. The boy hurriedly fisted against each other, what about each other? After asking the punch and looking at each other, the two who are not tall, think that the other is a master.

A group of people finally appeared on the bow of the night ship.

It is possible to vaguely see the outline of the southernmost land of Beijuluzhou.

The willow green peach blossoms are red, the lotus Xie osmanthus blossoms, and the world is safe and sound.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes, absorbed in his mind, and opened the last picture of the time that had never dared to see the ending.

In that back alley that I don’t know where is in Tongyezhou, a little girl went home with an umbrella and bounced around. She knocked on the door, saw her parents, sat down to eat together, and the man picked vegetables for her daughter. The woman has a gentle smile, family reunion, and amiable lights.

Chen Ping An seemed to be standing in the alley outside the door, looking at the scene, stunned, his vision blurred. After standing for a long time, he turned and left, turning his head slowly, as if there was a child behind him. Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked like The delicate child stopped, opened his eyes and looked at Chen Ping An, and at one end of the alley, there was another older child who was hurriedly walking. He was thin and dark, carrying a large basket on his back and carrying a seam. The supplemented sewing kit rushed over, and when passing by Chen Ping'an, he suddenly stopped. Chen Ping'an squatted down, touched the youngest child's head, whispered, got up and bent over again. , And gently pulled the rope of the basket that the older child had strangled his shoulders.

It will be hard to practice boxing in the future.

But when I was young, I went up the mountain with a basket on my back, walking alone under the big sun, and my shoulders hurt every time I sweated.

Chen Ping An's mind dissipated and his vision was blurred, and he had to leave and withdraw from this weird and extremely long picture of time.

In an instant, I found that the child carrying the basket turned around and walked in the alley, then squatted down, his face was pale, his hands covered his stomach, and finally he took off the basket, placed it by the wall, and began to roll around.

The next moment, Chen Ping'an and the child's ears sounded like drums, as if someone was speaking, repeating the two words over and over again, don't die.

In an instant, Chen Ping'an opened his eyes in the night ship, looking blank.

Between the sparks and flints, I don't really know who that person is. I can't remember the voice I heard.