Chapter 849： That one

(Twenty thousand words chapter, the update is a bit late.)

Such an unannounced goose feather snowfall is like an immortal crushing a white jade plate and spilling countless snowflakes.

A thick layer of snow soon accumulated on the top of the city, and Chen Ping'an, who was squatting, deliberately gathered his fist and sword energy, allowing the snowflakes to fall on the top of his head, shoulders and blue shirt.

The cultivator does not invade the cold and heat. The so-called cold and heat actually not only refers to the circulation of the four seasons, but also the joys and sorrows of the hearts of the people.

The site of the Jianqi Great Wall today is like a deserted city outside the Great Wall with no one guarding its borders, a lonely city outside the Guan, suddenly covered with snow, a little bit of blooming, the tracts are as big as coins, the mountains are cold and steep, the birds are hard to find, and the four savages disappear, vaguely There is the sound of broken jade, and the snow sings together.

Lu Chen had already got up and put away the set of wine utensils that he didn't know where the autumn wind came from. Originally, Lu Chen planned to leave and return to the Qingming world. There are so many friends over there, and the master came to Bai Yujing before. , Gave him this proud disciple a considerate decree, no longer need to go to Heaven to do that useless work, return to the Qingming world, nothing and light, even the most disciplined brother can not tell him. But it is really rare to come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Lu Chen was reluctant to leave so quickly. He worked so hard to use the magical powers of a sage with Tianxian. After so hard to attract such a heavy snowfall, he cheeklessly did not move and began to reach out to take it. Xue, quickly kneaded a snowball for him, constantly beating, becoming denser and heavier.

Lu Chen gently tossed the snowball, rubbing his chin with one hand, "The moon in the sky seems to gather snow, the snow on the earth is like the moon, the lonely light shines on the eyes, the moon and the snow are clear, but there is no one left."

Chen Ping'an laughed, and the kind that didn't smile was actually better than not laughing.

Lu Chen smiled and threw the snowball out of the city head, drawing an arc to fall.

Sure enough, we scholars are the most elegant, pure sword repairs like Miss Ning and Criminal Haosu are just a little bit off.

Chen Pingan asked, "Master Lu is not leaving yet?"

Lu Chen complained: "Mountains can drive mountains, people don't drive people."

When Chen Qing was still here in the early years, Lu Chen actually wanted to come here as a guest. It was just that Lu Chen had to give up this plan with a face-saving senior, otherwise it would be Alian’s temper. And if you fall near Bai Yujing, you will definitely have to go to the fire. You Yu Dou is really invincible, and you dare not go to the Great Wall of Jianqi to fight with the old sword fairy, and let Lu Chen get it.

As a junior, wouldn't it be too shameful if he met the old sword immortal at first sight and called him a brother. This is similar to Shanxia Gate, where the brothers and sisters in the family have never married, so naturally it is not easy for the brother and sister to marry in advance.

In fact, Yu Dou had walked to the gate of the Great Wall of Jianqi, but in the end he didn't even ask Chen Qing about the sword, leaving only a catch-and-release pavilion where visitors from later generations kept coming. As for the inverted mountain, as the largest mountain in the world created by Yu Dou himself, it actually has no far-reaching intentions. It is the second head teacher of Bai Yujing, who is truly invincible, thinking about the future and will ask Chen Qing. There was a ferry at the time of the sword, so there was no need to look at the faces of the sages of the Confucian Temple. After winning Chen Qingdu, he directly flew back to Bai Yujing from the wild world with the sword.

Of course, until Chen Qing used the sword to pave the way for Feisheng City, the second son Yu Dou did not make a move.

As long as there is a chance to praise Yu Dou and Lu Chen, the senior Taoist masters of the brothers, naturally they will never be stingy with good words, and soon publicize a fair and comfortable language, saying that the swordsmanship is invincible. , The two peaks stand side by side, each counts as its own, how can it not be really invincible, who dares to say no, come to Xuandu to watch, find the poor road to drink, stand on the wine table, dare to talk nonsense, to us Qingming world When fighting and fighting, you are the first to be angry and can't kill you.

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned his head and said to Ning Yao: "As long as Zhang Zhang teaches and people speak, they will not deceive, but they can't believe it all."

It’s the same truth as having no books. Some people talk and like to say only part of the truth deliberately, not the truth, and even make people stay away from the truth. .

Chen Pingan's words didn't take his heartfelt words into consideration.

Ning Yao nodded and said, "In the small town, I have learned it a long time ago."

Lu Chen patted the snow on his shoulders, and said with a face: "Talking about people face to face is like asking punches and beating the face. It's not in line with the rules of the world. It's not in line with the rules of the world to talk about the nobles. ."

Chen Ping'an just watched the vast snow, thoughts and wandering thousands of miles, no longer deliberately restraining his complicated thoughts, trusting the horse by the rein, like a white horse running across the small world.

Haoran poets used to have clouds, snow is something with different roots and shoots, not a rich flower in the world.

Many local customs and old sayings that have been passed down from generation to generation in a small town often have a lot of origins, and they are indeed very different from ordinary villages and villages. The rain, snow and dew that hasn't landed between the heavens and the earth are commonly called rootless water by the old people in the hometown.

Nowadays, the world's water transportation is divided into two. Lushuikeng Dandan is in charge of land and water transportation, and the new four sea kings, including Zhigui, are in charge of all other water transportation.

Aunt Feng was not the only wind **** in ancient times, so she did not rank among the twelve gods. Even the Middle-earth Confucian Temple, which has the richest collection of old yellow calendars, and the Summer Palace, which does not need to pay attention to taboos, still does not seem to have a complete catalog of the twelve high-level gods. It is like the two sides are observing a certain agreement, deliberately concealing it, and not allowing it. People leaf through.

If the Jiashen account sword repairing Yusi is the reincarnation of the rain master, as the assistant official of one of the five highest water gods, but like Aunt Feng, he has never been among the twelve gods, which means that Yusi was born in a barren nature. The reincarnation of the gods of the earth had once shared part of the responsibilities of the gods in the ancient times, and Yu Si, the former rain master, this time, was a supplementary, and the gods of the water department were the main and respected.

Earlier, Lu Chen mentioned the sissy of the Long Kiln in his hometown. Chen Ping’an actually immediately became immersed in his mind. At the same time, he sacrificed a caged bird to protect his Taoist heart, so that Lu Chen, who was standing next to him, could not explore casually. Go to the book building built on the shore of Xinhu Lake to check the entries and search for all clues.

Seeing that Chen Pingan continued to be a boring gourd, Lu Chen smiled to himself: "Furthermore, I said half of what I said, but Chen Pingan, you are not the same. You deliberately didn't talk to me and chose to continue to pretend to be stupid. But it doesn't matter. Housework, I am a member of the Taoist school, you just believe in Buddhism, and you are not really a monk. Neither of us pays attention to it."

Lu Chen then raised his hands, and after taking a breath of mist, he kept rubbing his hands, and said with a hippie smile: "The heart is uncontrollable, half of the world. How can you not step on one pair of straw shoes."

Chen Pingan just ignored Lu Chen's words and ignored them.

It's really this line that seems to be far away in the sky, but it is already close in front of you. Once picked up, it can help you see a complete clue to the ins and outs. It may be a tug of war between Chen Ping An and Pure Divinity. It's where a certain winner is, too critical.

Back then, Chen Pingan carried the ancient sword "Long Qi" lent to him by the old sword fairy. He left the Jianqi Great Wall and traveled to the lotus flower blessed land of Laoguanzhu. After returning from Tongyezhou to Baopingzhou, Laolongcheng Above the sea of ​​clouds and under Fan Junmao's protection, Chen Ping'an once set out to refine the life thing of the Five Elements Water.

Fan Junmao, who later became the female mountain monarch of Nanyue Mountain, was the sister of Fan Er. Because she was the reincarnated god, she practiced together, and broke through the realm quickly. When the two met for the first time, they happened to run in opposite directions. They were on the two ferry boats along the Long Road. Fan Junmao later directly pointed out that she went to Old Man Yang on the trip to the north, which was equivalent to a generous confession of her god. Reincarnation status.

When Chen Pingan completed the refining of the water seal, I remember that Fan Junmao, after seeing the weather in his Shui Mansion, was able to let the little man in green clothes, who had a pure origin in the water law, willingly obey Chen Pingan’s orders. At that time, he was very surprised. He immediately got up, spoke hurriedly, and said something strange that Chen Ping'an didn't think much about. Fan Junmao directly asked Chen Ping'an if he was the reincarnation of a rain master.

Chen Ping'an was confused when he heard it. At that time, he also made a joke, saying that Fan Junmao made a fresh and refined flattery. In the end, Fan Junmao seemed to deny the speculation, and said something more sacred, including a "sissy", saying that Chen Ping An was far from it.

What's more, even though Chen Ping'an was too worried, all his thoughts were placed on Lutai, who had traveled with him all the way, and he really didn't think about the man in his hometown of Longyao.

Even Chen Pingan guessed whether Lutai was the rain master. After all, the two parties were the first to take the Osmanthus Island ferry and pass by the Yulongzong with the statue of the rain master. There are indeed many ribbons on Lutai's vestments. Sub-like. Looking back now, it's just that Zou Zi's blindfold? Deliberately let yourself be dark under the light, don't think about home affairs?

Jiashen account, Tan’s natal flying sword is "Armoured Cavalry", and Jian Xiuyusi, who possesses natal flying sword "Waterfall", has a secret file in the Summer Palace, which is actually much better than Zhuzhe, Liubai and Tantan. All, more. These two sword repairmen followed Zhou Mi to the sky, occupying a seat in the old heaven, especially Yu Si. They seemed to have inherited the divinity that Li Liu was stripped of, making the original gods not in the twelfth century. The four rains in the list are high, which is equivalent to several consecutive jumps, directly serving as one of the five highest water gods.

It’s just that Chen Ping’an still doesn’t know something. Assuming that the man from the Long Kiln kiln worker in his hometown is indeed a high-ranking rain god, then he is 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 held in his hand by Old Man Yang again. Who did he give to? Or the man who had been alive and complained about having cast the wrong fetus all his life, had already made up for the vacancy and "walked into" the ancestors of soldiers like Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, and was in the same stable situation as Feng Auntie?

In fact, before meeting Lu Tai, Chen Ping'an's memory of the sissy man had long been blurred. Apart from the deep guilt in his heart, Chen Ping'an did not think too much. If it hadn't been for Lu Tai, Chen Ping'an might not have said a word, and even on the way of life, he would not have said much on Ning Yao, who has nothing to say.

A big man with a soft voice, rough fingers and calluses on his palms, he likes to raise his orchid fingers when he speaks.

But this man is very good at needlework. The shabby houses on the Longyao side and the festive paper-cuts posted on the windows every year are all made by this man staying up late with the lamp and carefully cut out with scissors. The craftsmanship of the women in his hometown is not comparable to him.

Chen Ping’an’s biggest impression is that a man who is a kiln worker is used to being bullied. He often helps people wash and sew clothes. Wearing a brass thimble on his finger, he bit off the thread under the lamp and shakes it. Good clothes, squinted and smiled.

It's not wrong to say that he is like a lady.

Chen Pingan can only say that he doesn't like or dislike him. Annoyance would definitely annoy him, but Chen Ping'an could bear it. After all, the only thing this man could bully back then was the boy in Mud Bottle Alley who had a more pitiful background than him. Once the man took the lead and said too much. Liu Xianyang happened to pass by and slapped the man around, his face was swollen like a steamed bun, and then he kicked him to the ground, if not Chen Stopped by Ping An, Liu Xianyang picked up an obsolete sagger on the side of the road in his hand and was about to buckle the man's head. After being blocked by Chen Ping’an, Liu Xianyang threw a sagger and smashed it on the ground, threatening the man who was beaten, still sitting on the ground, rubbing his stomach and rubbing his cheeks, with a smile on his face. I caught it, took a knife to make you look like a flower, and helped you die as a maiden's heart.

Later, the man really didn't dare to trouble Chen Ping'an so much, at most he would say something innocently. Everyone knows that Liu Xianyang is Yao Old Man’s favorite apprentice. At that time, all the kiln workers knew that Liu Xianyang would be the next kiln master of Long Kiln. The key is that this guy is not very old. He is tall and big, and his temper is not good. He doesn’t have any seriousness to start. It’s just that he gets along with people on weekdays, he is joking, and he is very easy to deal with. Liu Xianyang is generous on weekdays and can never keep the money. The master of the flowers, so most people are unwilling to provoke Liu Xianyang, who is well-known and has a better aptitude to burn porcelain.

In fact, the people born in a small town are not only Chen Ping'an, who are not living hard, who is qualified to say that they are impatient? Besides, if a person is worried about trivial things, can he have 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 the four streams of rain, it is inevitable to be worried. Thinking of the miserable sissy, a little sad. Just thinking of Liu Xianyang, Chen Ping'an smiled again.

Probably as Lu Chen said, Chen Ping’an is really good at demolishing the east wall and repairing the west wall, moving things, and changing locations. It may be because of poverty, not the kind of poverty who can't live a good life, but the kind of poverty who can barely survive , So Chen Ping’an liked to carefully subdivide all the objects at hand when he was young, and tidy them up and post them properly. What you get and what you lose are all clear. Probably because of this, in the Yellow Flower View of the Daquan Dynasty, I felt sorry for the obsessive-compulsive disorder of the prince, who had to arrange every book neatly. Chen Ping’an has hardly lost anything in his life, so he took the little treasure bottle and traveled for the first time. After losing the hairpin, he didn’t even look for it. He just continued to lower his head to build a small green bamboo bookcase, just with Lin. Shouyi said something and couldn't find it.

Chen Ping An put away his thoughts, folded his hands, and breathed lightly.

When things happened in Dali Capital, I really had to go to the Yang Family Pharmacy immediately.

Lu Chen stretched his waist and yawned, "Go away, Hao Su, make an appointment, don't die in the wild world, take a leisurely sword out of it, and save enough military exploits. When you get to the Qingming world, remember that you must Find poor Dao for a drink. With your swordsmanship and your official position in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you can be a city lord in Bai Yujing... Suspension, a radish has a pit. Recently, that little boy Jiang Yunsheng has made up for that fatness in Green City. It doesn't work well, but it can be said that after a hundred years of being one of the posters on the twelfth floor, Poor Dao can really make a little effort."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and shook off the snow again. He slowly got up, patted his green shirt, and asked with a smile, "Lu Chen, how about we do business?"

Lu Chen stopped immediately and agreed without saying anything, "Okay."

Chen Pingan turned to look at Ning Yao.

She nodded, raised her eyes and looked into the distance, raising her brows, just intent.

Chen Pingan looked at the other side of the city and asked with a smile in his heart: "Sect Master Qi?"

Qi Tingji nodded and said: "Then try to engrave one more character. I will do what Senior Zongyuan missed back then."

Chen Pingan asked again, "Mr. Lu?"

Lu Zhi had a rare smile and said, "I'm just waiting for your words."

The slender, slightly tall and thin woman Dajianxian has a thicker smile on her face. "If we are lucky, we can both return alive. No need to say anything. If we can only come back alive alone, in this city And pour a pot of wine for the other party."

Chen Ping An agreed with a smile.

Lu Chen looked leisurely.

Chen Pingan asked Qi Tingji first, or asked Lu Zhi first. There is a knowledge of human affection and sophistication hidden here.

Lu Zhi would definitely agree, but Qi Tingji would not. If you ask Lu Zhi first, you won't be authentic. Qi Tingji will not agree, and he will be like a lost sword immortal and suzerain.

It was just that Lu Chen had a small accident. Not only did Qi Tingji promise to play the sword, but he also seemed to have the intention? After Qi Tingji left the Great Wall of Jianqi at the beginning, the sky was high and the earth was wide, and there were no constraints. He finally stubbed his mind and gave up the plan of being the number one person in the colorful world, and stood firm in the Haoran world. Today, if he chooses to follow everyone out of the city to hand his sword, Life or death is uncertain, no one dared to say that he would be able to leave the wild world alive. As for the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, once the Sect Master and Chief Envoy were lost, why would he ride Juechen in the Haoran World? Maybe it was a sect of kendo in that Nan Po Suo Zhou.

Lu Chen asked curiously, "Old Sword Immortal Qi, why do you want to do this? It doesn't seem to be in line with your usual style of action."

Qi Tingji smiled without giving an answer.

In Lu Chen's eyes, he saw the young and handsome old sword fairy standing on the head of the city. He was slender and handsome, dressed in the same color as snow, and wearing a black sheath sword at his waist. The Great Wall of Sword Qi was indeed a handsome man.

Probably this is the sword repair of Jianqi Great Wall.

If you need to be reasonable in doing things, do what you do with the sword.

As for the two sword repairmen on the battlefield, Aliang is a foreigner, and he is still a foreigner.

The hidden official who was about to rush to the battlefield, Chen Pingan was also a foreigner.

I, Qi Tingji, as the oldest local sword repairman on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I should treat it as a toast to all the foreign sword repairmen who died here.

Chen Pingan finally asked, "What did the criminal officer say?"

Haosu folded his arms around his chest and said, "It's good in advance. If you have military exploits, you can pick up your head and give it to me so that you can deal with the Confucian Temple. The favor you owe you will be returned to the Qingming world. If you are willing to agree to it. , I will follow you through this encounter, the criminal officer should be incompetent, I am still a sword repairman after all. So rest assured, as long as the sword is out, life and death are not considered."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "No problem."

Because Lu Zhi had no words to say, he roughly guessed the truth about the Great Sword Fairy of Fengxue Temple. He raised his head and glanced at the flying snow in the sky. Wei Jin seemed to think of the winter when he was young in his hometown, the young sword **** Xiantai, Fengxue Peer.

Wei Jin stretched out his hand to hold the cross-knee long sword, and said, "Add me, and make sure not to hold back."

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "You are not enough for the time being."

Although Wei Jin was a sword repairman in the fairyland, this trip to the barren hinterland was not suitable, not suitable.

Chen Pingan’s words at the moment seemed to tell Wei Jin that Cao Jun could not enter the Summer Palace, it was not bad.

Cao Jun couldn't help but fight the injustice for the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple, and said in his heart: "Chen Ping An is a level lower than you, has the face to say such things?"

Wei Jin didn't seem to care at all. From holding the sword with one hand to pressing the sword with both hands, it was tantamount to giving up that plan.

Cao Jun said with anxious eyes: "Wei Jin, what's the matter with you, when you come to Chen Ping'an, you don't have to be hard-hearted in words and actions."

Wei Jin answered the wrong question and said, "I was wrong before, but you can actually go to the summer palace."

Cao Jun's eyes lit up.

Wei Jin added: "Anyway, there is already a Mi Yu at the bottom. If you go to the Summer Palace, he will definitely follow you."

Cao Jun doubted: "That Mi stopped his waist, he was extremely stern in the old dragon city, and his deeds were very impressive. In his early years in the summer palace, he was so miserable?"

Wei Jin nodded and said: "It's worse than you think. In the end, I can only hide in Chunbanzhai, the table is by the door, and I will be the door **** every day."

Cao Jun looked at Wei Jin with a smile on his face, and sighed, a little envious of fellow villagers like Wei Jin and Chen Pingan, who became the hometown of the local sword repairmen of the Great Wall of Jianqi.

Wei Jin smiled and said, "This Great Wall of Sword Qi is the best river and lake I have ever traveled."

Wei Jin paused for a moment, and then said, "The only flaw is that the drinks here are rather boring."

Lu Chen supported the lotus crown on his head, restrained his smile, and whispered softly: "You can think about something good before you go, would you be a little impulsive if you act like this?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Young man, don't be sullen."

Lu Chen slapped the crown heavily, and then realized: "Yes, I forgot to ask how to do this transaction."

"I suffered a little bit. I temporarily borrowed Lu Chen from his fist and swordsmanship, and Lu Chen only temporarily lent me his Daofa."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Teacher Lu, this little thing, can't you trouble you?"

Lu Chen looked shocked, and said, "Use boxing and swordsmanship to change the way, two for one, will you suffer too much?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "If you see your skills patiently, you will suffer a loss and repay you."

Lu Chen nodded, deeply agreeing.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at Lu Chen, with a serious expression, and said, "One yard goes to one yard, Daoist Lu, there is something, thank you."

After learning boxing and practicing sword, whenever he mentioned Lu Chen, he would call him by his first name.

Serving as a hermit, returning to his homeland, mostly called a Lu Zhangjiao.

In fact, when he was a teenager, Chen Pingan always referred to Lu Chen as Lu Daochang.

Lu Chen smiled and didn't say anything. He just lifted up the sleeves of the two Taoist robe, and the breeze swayed and rolled up snowflakes.

It seems that Cui Dongshan, a student of Chen Ping'an, likes to name one of his sleeves "Beat Ben Chu".

The poor Tao is not the case, willing to name a sleeve "Beat the Smart Place in the World".

Lu Chen looked up at the sky and muttered: "Chen Ping'an, don't forget, the moon is like day in Nanhua City, and the twelve jade buildings are not my hometown. My hometown is this vast world."

Ning Yao squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

How I make swords in the wild world, you can't control the saint of ceremony and the Confucian Temple.

Lu Chen reminded: "Everyone, before leaving, let the poor say a word, pour cold water untimely, the family of the wild world is not thin, maybe you will encounter a few very strange gods and strangers."

Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao, Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi, Hao Su, the five swordsmen, they are very tacit, knowingly smile, and they are silent.

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 can it be so, how can it be so.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand to help Daoguan, and he got together to bully the outsider.

The old master He Shou saw the scene at the bottom of the city and was deeply moved by the Confucian Temple who sits in the sky curtain to accompany the saints.

Until this moment, the old master really understood what a "hidden official" is.

Even on the side of the Confucian Temple, almost every **** saint, academy’s saint wine, and academy’s mountain chief would look up the secret files and review the experience. He Shou felt that he knew enough about this young man. It turned out that it was not the truth. It's so far.

Don't talk about Chen Pingan's Taoist companion Ning Yao.

The old sword immortal Qi Tingji, who only talks about the engraving on the head of the city, was born with a great background, but he has never regarded the Great Wall of Sword Qi as his hometown. There is also the criminal Haosu who rarely shows his face and kills the ascended monks.

These few people seem to pay more attention to Chen Pingan's hermit status than the monks in the world.

Lu Chen suddenly said, "Right, I'm in a hurry, I just remembered something, Chen Ping'an, Miss Ning, and of course the criminal officer, do you know the true identity of Great Sword Immortal Zhang Lu, Daogen foot?"

Haosu shook his head. He knows how he is a criminal officer. He is estimated to be overwhelmed with blood if he signs up for his own number in Feisheng City.

Chen Pingan and Ning Yao looked at each other and shook their heads. Obviously, Ning Yao did not hear any additional statements about Zhang Lu on the side of all the elders, and Chen Ping'an did not find any secret files about Zhang Lu in the Summer Palace.

Ning Yao only knows that Zhang Lu is more than 500 years old. He has excellent sword training skills and is a very good friend with his parents. Zhang Lu and A Liang are also very close friends, even if they have experienced the thirteenth battle. , Zhang Lu's reputation on the Great Wall of Jianqi is not bad. You can 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 never thought, why did the boss Sword Immortal let Zhang Lu guard the gate at the Fallen Mountain? The relationship between Zhang Lu and the former hermit Xiao Deng is inconsistent and congenial, isn't it? The eldest Sword Immortal can't see Zhang Lu's hatred of Haoran's world? Besides, Zhang Dajianxian's temper, and never hides these things. Even if Zhang Lu rebelled against the Great Wall of Sword Qi, why did Zhang Lu stay there? At the site of the Ruins of Inverted Xuan Mountain, he did not move his nest for half a step, guarding the gate from beginning to end? Zhang Lu did not leave until the wild demon race exited Haoran like a tide?"

Chen Ping'an wondered: "Could it be that Zhang Lu didn't just make up for his merits by wearing sins? Are there other secrets?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen shook his head and said, "Zhang Lu was just a gatekeeper. It is true to betray the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and to do things honestly is true."

Chen Ping’an frowned. Before, he only knew that Zhang Lu was a native of exile, Jianxiu. When she was in the middle five, there was a Taoist companion. After she died in the battle, Zhang Lu never married another wife, and even collected disciples. In terms of the matter, he never opened his branches and leaves, but Zhang Lu taught the young swordsman sword skills very casually and did not hide himself, but he did not have any status as a master or apprentice. Zhang Lu’s saber is called a mountain rhinoceros, and the scabbard is covered with black scales. It is said that this great sword immortal captured a jade innocent demon clan during his hunting journey in the wild world in his early years. For the scabbard. After that, there were only a few words left in the archives of the Summer Palace. It seems that Zhang Lu had been closer to Jianfang and Yifang in his early years, because he was proficient in the crafting of refining objects, and his identity was a bit like a supervisor.

Regarding this matter, after Chen Ping’an entered the Summer Palace and looked through the archives, it is not surprising, because before he left the Upside Down Mountain in his early years, Zhang Lu not only helped Ning Yao send the dragon-cutting platform to Ning Yao, but also the golden robe. , Zhang Lu helped to show the blindfold. At that time, Zhang Lu said that he had sought the help of an expert from the Fulu School of the Upside-Down Mountain, and the Taoist intercepted a few beards as a reward. From a memorial to Qing Ci Three moire patterns were peeled off and blended into the **** cord, so Chen Pingan made it. In the end, Zhang Lu even taught Chen Ping an extra refining formula.

Lu Chen helplessly reminded: "Zhang Lu admires that Suzi very much. He is also good at refining objects, especially bow making. If I remember correctly, there are still a few hidden in the spring house of Feisheng City. A good bow that has been in the dust for a long time, even if the rank is extremely good, can only end up in ash. There is no way, it is pure sword repair, who is still willing to use the bow."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, Su Zi is heroic, likes to drink, there was Yunjiu, Tianlu also, I have this, is it not heaven. And Shihuozhi directly said that the drinker is the Milo of Heaven.

But these are all "additions", Chen Ping'an sighed, raised his hands, and rubbed his cheeks vigorously.

It turned out that Zhang Lu, like the old deaf child guarding the prison, was not a human monk, but from a monster race.

It's just that Zhang Lu's identity is a bit similar to Bai Ze, and he is accepted by Haoran.

Because this "Tianlu" is not only the name of the wine, but also a kind of beast recorded in the "Shanhaishu". Since ancient times, the dignitaries of the world have liked to place the statue of Tianlu in front of the tomb. The ancestor's shrine and tomb, the purpose of making the Ming Dynasty peaceful.

If it is Zhang Lu's choice to betray the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the boss Jianxian is willing to respect his choice, then the only thing Zhang Lu has to do is to promise Chen Qingdu to continue to keep the gate, like a guard" "The head of the grave" is general, and the final care is taken for the Jianqi Great Wall ruins like a tomb.

Zhang Lu kept his promise as well.

That would be pure sword repair of the Great Wall of Jianqi.

It's no wonder that the two worlds were already in different camps, and A Liang was still willing to face Zhang Lu with a smile, and was still a good friend.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath. Regardless of this, the two sides really want to meet again on the battlefield this time, and each of them puts their swords into the best of respect.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Master Lu, how can I temporarily borrow Taoism?"

Lu Chen smiled and took off the lotus crown on his head, casually tossed it to Chen Ping An, the Taoist tokens of the third master of Bai Yujing, and gave it away.

Chen Pingan took it with one hand, Ning Yao began to help Chen Pingan untie the updo, Chen Pingan took off the white jade hairpin and put it on his head without hesitation.

Lu Chen smiled hippiely and said: "Take it and wear it, and I will stay in it afterwards. You said it's a coincidence, we both happen to be the scene of Yinshen traveling far away, but we said in advance that we have fourteen realms of Taoism. Whether it’s bad or bad, you have to bear the consequences. Forget it, you know this truth better than anyone else."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's also a coincidence. Before the junior asked Jianbei Ju Luzhou Suoyunzong, he wore a similar-style Taoist crown with a pseudonym, and the Taoist name was Invincible."

Lu Chen looked from the left to the right, good boy, wearing a Taoist crown, a blue shirt and a sword on his back, the Yushu is getting closer to the wind, and he muttered, "Fate, fate."

Chen Ping’an helped the Taoist crown, turned his head and smiled: “Mr. Lu, it’s better to borrow a few good swords and fight side by side with Master Lu. No matter how polite you are, it will be hypocritical. , The big deal can be converted into immortal money, even if it is not returned, Master Lu will definitely come to ask for it."

Lu Zhi was accustomed to using the standard long sword cast by Jianfang. But this time, to be careful, it's safer to borrow a few good swords from Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was dumbfounded, "Huh?"

Pang Dao thinks he can be considered a shameless person, Chen Ping An, you can even better.

On the side of the city next door, Lu Zhi has stretched out his hand, "Well, you are welcome to come to ask for debts after Master Lu is welcome. The Dragon Elephant Sword Sect is at the seaside of Nan Po Suo Island. It is easy to find."

Lu Chen said again.

Although the hometown of the poor is awe-inspiring in the world, it is not possible to come if you want. The rules of the saint of rituals are left there.

You two are determined to be a pitfall and a misunderstanding, right?

Lu Chen sighed, and had to raise a sleeve and fumbled through it with one hand, as if digging through the treasure house.

Chen Ping'an reminded: "Master Lu, anyway, he is going to give it away, so he can just grit his teeth and be more generous, otherwise he will look down on Master He."

Lu Chen checked the many treasures in the universe in his sleeves, and said, "borrow, not send!"

Finally, Lu Chen took out a sword box the size of a palm, and one jumped in place, leaped high, and threw it to Lu Zhi from a distance, shouting, "Mr. Lu, save some use."

Lu Zhi caught the sword box and said, "It depends on your mood."

Lu Chen finally asked a question, "Chen Ping An, if we were here, would we accidentally fall into that person's calculations?"

Chen Ping'an said indifferently: "So what? I am still me, we are still us, what should be done still has to be done."

Lu Chen nodded, "Then there is really nothing wrong with me. I will set up a big world right away, so next, before we go on our way, you have to get used to it for a while and sharpen the knife and not chop wood by mistake. , It’s the truth you know best."

As he spoke, Lu Chen's figure dissipated, turned into a rainbow light, swept into the lotus crown, and the vision between the heavens and the earth was so full that the wind and snow in a radius of thousands of miles stopped suddenly. The next moment, all those who have fallen between the heavens and the earth The snow disappeared even more, like a majestic snow that passed the world from the future.

If Lu Chen blended into the yin **** with the crown of Taoism, it was a boat that was not tied to the road.

Then the current Chen Pingan is a kind of mysterious and mysterious "Dao Manifestation".

Ning Yao stood still and didn't care.

The criminal officer Haosu on the side tilted his shoulders subconsciously, and an ascendant sword repairman who was extremely powerful, felt a little uncomfortable. Haosu couldn't help turning his head to look at the strange "Chen Ping An".

The young man in the blue shirt, long gown and cloth shoes turned into a simple and elegant blue robe.

Still carrying a night sword, but an extra lotus crown.

Chen Ping's knees slightly bent, so that half of the Hedao city head shuddered, but he straightened his waist quickly, as if he was carrying a world of heaven and earth, but he was relieved.

Just looking up from a distance, I saw the wild battlefield where the secrets of heaven were chaotic in an instant.

I couldn't see the real battle situation, it was obscured by the rising sky, but I could see the outline of the mountains and rivers over there.

There is both Aliang's sword intent and the sword aura of the brother.

Among them are mixed with earth-shattering spells and smashing, colorful magical powers.

Chen Pingan said solemnly: "Everyone, then go to the wild hinterland together!"

Dressed in a blue color, he took the lead in Huahong to leave the city.

Ning Yao followed closely behind with a sword light like a rainbow.

Haosu's sword accompanies him, swiftly turning.

On the other side of the city, Qi Tingji, who was covered in snow, was a thousand miles away from the city in an instant, and Lu Zhi walked with him.

Two of them passed through the gate of the Remains of Inverted Xuanshan. One was Chen Sanqiu and Diezhang who left Yulongzong Ferry with Yujian, and the other was Jianxiu, who did not take the intercontinental ferry to the Great Wall of Jianqi. It was Yujian who left Tongyezhou. It wasn't that they didn't want to take a ferry for a long journey, but because they were unhappy because of this. At that time, a Fuyaozhou ferry that docked at the shore, after hearing that they were the Tongyezhou sword repairs, they drove directly. People, put down a sentence and asked them how to go to the Great Wall of Jianqi.

If it weren't for the blockade of a female sword repairer in the team, it would be fatal on the spot.

This Tong Yezhou Jianxiu, who had closed the mountain but went out for a long journey, was precisely Yu Xin, Wang Shizi and Li Wanyong, who was the "rebellious sword repair" of the younger generation of Tong Yezong in the past.

As the only female sword repairer, Yu Xin, she wore a golden shirt, dress and robe, and a Xiangshui skirt with a dragon girl and fairy dress, and a pair of embroidered shoes with a blessed land of flowers.

Li Wanyong, carrying the long sword "Chi Zhuan", this trip to the Great Wall of Sword Qi was mainly to see the left and right sides.

There are also Du Yan and Qin Shuihu.

Except for Wang Shizi, who is an enshrined identity, the rest are all direct sword repairs from Tongye Zongzu Shitang.

They floated down the city at about the same time as Chen Sanqiu and Diezhang.

As a result, I only saw the five long lines of sword light drawn between the world and the earth after the five people traveled together.

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In the back alleys of Dayli Capital City, Zhou Haijing used the pure innocence of a martial artist to pull it, like a fishing rod, driving the piece of clothing thrown out of the yard back into his hands.

The eyes of the two teenagers at the door were shining brightly. This foreigner aunt is really a master with unparalleled knowledge. She really needs to serve her well. Maybe she can learn a few real skills.

Zhou Haijing looked at the green shirt guest outside the door, she regretted not being on the Taoist temple, and asked a few more questions about Chen Ping An.

It's just where she thought, this guy will follow all the way here. For no reason, are you a sword fairy on the mountain, are you full to support?

Zhou Haijing continued to collect the clothes on the clothes rail, turning around and smiling: "Sect Master Chen is so leisurely, he is willing to come to such a place, chicken **** and dog **** smell bad, right."

The two teenagers at the door immediately swept their heads and looked at the man. Hehe, can't tell, they are still people with status and status?

metropolitan?

Isn't it the same as the sect leader and rudder, but looks more like a teacher, not like a guy with a gun and a stick?

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "It's okay, just get used to it."

Su Lang, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal of the Yuanyou Realm, the second class of the Xing Department worshipped the Wushipai, and Dali accompanied the army monk.

Zhou Haijing, a martial artist at the top of the mountain, of course, from a worldly perspective, she is still a good-looking woman.

Everyone's words and deeds are like a journey out of the body.

Every self in the eyes of others is an outside body of the Yang God.

Chen Ping'an knew why she knew her identity and still behaved so aggressively. Zhou Haijing seemed to be talking about a truth. She is a woman, you are a sword fairy man on the mountain, so don't come here to look for it.

Before meeting, Zhou Haijing discovered that Daolu Geling and the young novice monks from the Translation Bureau were in awe of this person, from the bottom of their hearts, and couldn't do anything fake. As for Su Lang, he was even more afraid.

Chen Pingan, Lord of Luopo Mountain, Master of Sect, Sword Fairy.

He is also an unknown master of martial arts, the reason is very simple, because he is Pei Qian’s master, but Zhou Haijing can’t see the depth of martial arts and the level of martial arts for the time being. He looks like a golden martial artist. I don't know if it is hidden.

But the man in front of him was indeed gentle and polite.

Even Zhou Haijing, who had a critical eye, had to admit that this sword fairy was indeed brilliant.

However, the human heart is separated from the belly, and the good skin is so generous. God knows if there is a belly of bad water hidden.

Zhou Haijing asked: "Is something really wrong?"

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

Zhou Haijing sighed, "Then come in and talk, I am a big girl who is a yellow flower, and I saw her neighbors in the neighborhood. It will be difficult to find a good person to marry."

Chen Ping'an thanked him. After crossing the threshold, the house was just as big. Except for the courtyard, there was a main hall and two side houses, one of which was still a stove.

A set of poorly crafted white porcelain tea sets was placed on the table. Zhou Haijing smiled and said, "I can only treat guests poorly. Let alone there is no good wine, there is no tea. Do you want boiled water?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "It's okay, I just drink a bowl of white water."

For this kind of small house, Chen Pingan actually has a natural closeness, because it is very similar to his hometown.

After Chen Ping'an took a seat, he took the bowl of water and asked straightforwardly: "Mr. Zhou had a feast with that Yuhong, and did he have a grudge?"

If it is blindly oblique, it will make people suspicious.

In the early years of Da Sui Mountain Cliff Academy, Cui Dongshan once asked two seemingly similar questions, hoping that this nominal gentleman would help.

For so many years, especially on the Jianqi Great Wall, Chen Ping'an has been thinking about this question, but it is difficult to give an answer.

Cui Dongshan’s two questions are about how to pursue a correct result in the wrong way. Right or wrong?

Then, with the wrong method, an extremely rare correct result was reached. Wrong, is there any mistake?

Two questions with the same context, the latter is of course more difficult to answer than the former.

Chen Ping’an hopes that today’s visit will give Cui Dongshan, a student, a long overdue "half answer."

At most it is half the answer.

What can Chen Pingan teach the so-called master student? It seems that Cui Dongshan can't be taught anything.

Only over time, Chen Pingan really regarded himself as Cui Dongshan's husband.

Zhou Haijing laughed dumbly and put down the water bowl, "Sect Master Chen said and laughed. I am a fisherman, a rural village aunt, and a master of martial arts like Senior Yu, even if I burn a lot of incense every day, I can't get half a coin. "

She continued: "By the way, Sovereign Chen should stop taking a mouthful of Mr. Zhou. It sounds awkward. Just call him by name, and you can call Miss Zhou. Anyway, we will not be too different in age, just as one. People of seniority are fine."

Seeing that the young sword fairy was silent, Zhou Haijing asked curiously: "Sect Master Chen asked what this does? Are you friends with the old Yu? Or are you friends of that kind of friends?"

Zhou Haijing seemed to have realized it suddenly, and said with a look of surprise: "Is it possible that Sect Master Chen has learned boxing with Yu Hong?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of Yuhong before."

Zhou Haijing joked: "Then what you are doing here, you won't be surprised? How do I think Sect Master Chen doesn't look like this kind of person. But I heard that the gods on the mountain look at the beauty of women and the men under the mountain. Beauty is totally a world."

Chen Ping’an said: “This time I came here uninvited and took the liberty to visit. It was an unsympathetic request. If Miss Zhou is unwilling to answer, I will not make it difficult. But if I am willing to say something about the past, even if I owe Miss Zhou a favor. In the future, whenever there is something, Miss Zhou finds it tricky, so she only needs to send a message to Luopo Mountain by Feijian, and I will be there on call. Of course, the premise is that what Miss Zhou asks me to do is not against my heart."

"Sounds great, in fact?"

Zhou Haijing tutted: "I almost thought that now, not at home, but still in the small Taoist temple of Ge Daolu."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Understood, I will leave after drinking this bowl of water, so I won't embarrass Miss Zhou."

Seeing the man in the green shirt holding a bowl and drinking water, Zhou Haijing said, "Sect Master Chen is really a particular person."

Chen Ping'an doubted: "Why do you say this?"

Zhou Haijing smiled and raised the white bowl, "It's nothing, replace wine with tea."

Chen Pingan lifted the bowl and took a sip.

Zhou Haijing saw in her eyes, her face was full of smiles.

Obviously he was born into a wealthy family, and he was able to do it, and it must be natural to not let others feel abrupt, probably this is the so-called exquisiteness.

Local aristocrats, wealthy and nobles, Zhou Haijing, after learning boxing, traveled to various countries, and still saw some. There are many embroidered pillows, and there are many people who are not a thing, and there are many poets and books. Yes, but not many.

It's just that this one in front of me, under a blue shirt and long gown, those spotless cloth shoes, revealed the secret.

In this shabby place full of chicken dung and dog feces pigpen, it is worthy of being a sword fairy who comes and goes like the wind, without feet touching 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 view, it is not as low as the dogs on their faces.

These lofty genealogists, the place of cultivation in the mountains, the place where they lived for a long time, which one is not in the place where the white clouds of the meal and the dew.

Zhou Haijing suddenly asked a question, "If Sect Master Chen is chosen, would he rather drink white water than crude 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: "Really?"

There are also some people who are accustomed to living a life of poverty and poverty. They simply don’t have anything. They have two sleeves and a breeze. They say they are safe and happy, but they can’t stand the blunt knives that need to deal with trivial matters everyday. .

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "What is there to fool Girl Zhou."

After drinking a bowl of water, Chen Pingan was about to stand up and say goodbye.

Zhou Haijing sighed, "Sect Master Chen still seems to be a little unwilling. If you leave, I won't have to be more flustered, so I might as well say something straight, open the skylight to speak up, maybe I will change my mind. But after speaking, We really want the water in the well to stay out of the river."

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Then I will say a few blunt words, and will not go in circles with Miss Zhou."

Zhou Haijing smiled sweetly, "Walking alone in the rivers and lakes, life and death can be bearish, not too much care. Sect Master Chen does not need to be like this, the more polite and courteous it makes me worry about the weasel New Year's greetings."

Chen Ping’an smiled: “Although I don’t know how Ge Ling and Song Xu talked with Ms. Zhou, I’m sure that Ms. Zhou will finally agree to join the Dali branch, because I need an amulet, I think I’ve killed one. Yuhong is not enough, it's not a big revenge."

"In the previous questioning boxing at the Fire God Temple ring, Miss Zhou's showing of weakness was very measured. Generally, the nine-level martial arts can't see it, but I can see some clues."

"Furthermore, only the sachet on Miss Zhou is your own item. Because if I remember correctly, according to the custom of the fishermen on the seaside in Miss Zhou's hometown, when a woman wears an embroidered swallow pattern on the'flower letter period' 'The silk sachet is a woman indicating to outsiders that she is a woman."

"I believe Miss Zhou can see that I am also a pure martial artist, so it is clear that a woman who wants to be among the nine martial artists at the age of fifty, no matter how talented she is, at least needs one or two introductory scores when she is young. Afterwards, on the way to martial arts, you will meet one or two people who help teach boxing and feed the boxing.

Miss Zhou is not the same as Ye Yunyun from Tongyezhou. You are a fisherman. Miss Zhou has no detours. You have a good foundation in the Nine Realms. You are far more hopeful than Yu Hong to reach the end. Naturally, you have to pass a half-way teacher biography. "

"With such a good future in martial arts, she did not hesitate to change her life with Yuhong, even to seek more. After arriving in the capital, Miss Zhou acted cautiously. She was in that lane and before meeting Ge Daolu and the others, Miss Zhou in the carriage, Even more he did not hesitate to inspire a mouthful of Wufu pure innocence, hurting the internal organs, so as to pretend to hemate blood.

Zhou Haijing just has an expression that I can't understand no matter what you say, just like listening to a storyteller.

Chen Ping'an said: "I won't mix up the grievances between Miss Zhou and Yu Hong, just want to know what happened in the early years."

Zhou Haijing gently rotated the white bowl, "Small things. A little bitterness, I can't say more to an outsider."

Chen Ping’an thought for a while, “Since Miss Zhou likes to do business, she is also good at business, and the way of doing business is awe-inspiring, so let’s just change it.

"The branch of the Dali Earth Branch is under my control for the time being."

"As long as Miss Zhou is in charge, you will still be arrogant about your grievances with Yuhong, but I can guarantee that in addition to the earthly branch and the two parts of courtesy and punishment, you will not be nosy."

If it was said that Zhou Hai mirroring heard stories from Mr. Shu, listening to this Chen Jianxian's big words at this moment is more like listening to the heavenly book.

You guy really deserves his surname Song!

Or treat yourself as that national teacher Cui Yang?

You are in charge of the Dali Earth Branch for the time being. Now the entire Haoran world knows one thing, the mountain monks on Aquarius Island, who can't hold their heads up the mountain dynasty.

Zhou Haijing held back a smile, waved his hand, and changed his name, "Mr. Chen, we really can't talk together, can I finally ask a question, how are you a martial artist?"

Even though Zhou Haijing knew that the sword fairy in Qingshan was the master of Pei Qian, who was just a martial artist, and Qing was better than blue because of blue, and there were more cases where the disciples were more talented than the master. The master led the door to practice in the individual, just like the master of Yuhong, just a golden martial artist, in the Zhu Ying dynasty where swordsmanship is like a cloud, very inconspicuous.

As for herself, even more so. The person who teaches boxing is a six-level martial artist. Of course, at that time she was still young and treated him as a god.

In the eyes, in the heart, in the face, in the eyebrows, it was him. Drinking, drinking, eating, walking, I think about it.

Only by practicing hard can you forget a moment.

Chen Pingan said: "It's not too different from Miss Zhou's realm."

Before Zhou Haijing could speak to rush people, Chen Ping'an got up, clasped his fist and said, "I promise I won't bother Ms. Zhou again."

Zhou Haijing got up and laughed: "That's good, but then again, I really don't believe that the master who is nicknamed'Zheng Qingming' will be a wicked person. So today's chat, if I offend, Mr. Chen will be great Please save me a bit, forgive me. We won't meet anymore. It's okay to curse Zhou Haijing's ignorance in my heart or mouth."

She found that the man seemed quite happy after hearing these words.

It seems that Chen Pingan is really proud of that disciple Pei Qian.

The two city boys at the door never left.

The tall young man shouted: "Auntie Zhou, if that person dared to make a fuss and shout, Wan Yan and I will copy the guy immediately."

Zhou Haijing turned her head and said angrily: "Auntie, what auntie, call sister!"

The tall young man laughed and said: "As long as Aunt Zhou is not angry, don't say calling your sister, calling your aunt and grandma to calling your sister will succeed!"

The delicate young man named Wan Yan grinned.

Chen Ping’an turned his head and looked at the lanes at the entrance. He didn’t know the lotus roots in his early years. Inside that small county town, the future master of Nanyuan Guoguo Teacher and Yu Zhenyi, the first climber to cultivate immortals, were young. Is it also such a slightly confused look.

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

Good guy, the Tao is not shallow, my old lady will look at it a few more times, maybe she'll have the Tao.

Now she regrets that she is too ignorant about the scenery of the mountains on Aquarius Island. If it weren't for Su Lang's reminder, she couldn't believe that the guy who gave way in the alley is the young sword fairy who is now the most popular in Aquarius Island.

It is true that every time Zhou Haijing thinks about the expenses of those beautiful flowers, she makes her heart and soul tremble.

It is said that there are only a few or a dozen snowflakes, but as long as it is converted into real gold and silver, especially into a string of copper coins, Zhou Haijing puts on a night gown, and just finds a piece of cloth to cover his face. The thought of going to the mountain to fight a house and robbery is gone.

Chen Ping'an left, and Zhou Haijing went to the gate of the courtyard.

The tall young man laughed in a low voice: "Sister Zhou, this guy looks pretty good. He looks like a gentleman. Why, because he doesn't have any money in his pocket, I didn't look at him?"

Zhou Haijing smiled and said: "He doesn't have any money? High oil, high oil, you have such a good look. No wonder you steal money on me and miss such a real rich man."

Gao You turned his head and looked at that man's back, rich? Can't it?

The delicate young man suddenly trot all the way, caught up with Chen Pingan, turned sideways and almost walked against the wall, and said softly, "Sect Master Chen, my name is Wan Yan."

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled, "The Wanyan who leaned on Ma Wanyan?"

The young man nodded vigorously, hesitated for a moment, blushing and asked, "Do you know how to fist?"

"know a little."

"Can you teach it to outsiders?"

"No."

"I can give money, if the money is not enough, I owe it first, and I will pay it back, I can swear."

Chen Ping'an still shook his head and did not agree to the boy.

The young man looked sad, "Those martial arts master's pile frame, we learned it is useless, I heard that we still need boxing book, meridian and so on, we have never read a book, can't learn the real thing."

In fact, there are still some things that I can’t say. I have been practicing with Gaoyou for several years. It’s hard to say whether it has risen or not. It’s easy to get hungry anyway. When I get hungry, I have to steal money from the street. No one wants to accept two paupers in the martial arts halls of all sizes in the capital.

Chen Pingan asked: "Why do you want to learn boxing?"

Wan Yan said: "I won't be bullied. It's easier to earn money after learning the skill."

Zhou Haijing, who was leaning against the door, shouted with the young sword fairy: "It's too late to learn boxing. I ran into it seven or eight years earlier. Maybe I would still be willing to teach them three-legged cat kungfu. Now I have taught boxing. It will hurt them, just because of their temper, they will get mixed up in the world, and sooner or later they will be beaten to death in martial arts fights. It is better to be a thief in peace, with little ability and less trouble."

Gao Qiqiang exclaimed: "Sister Zhou, don't look down on people, Wan Yan has a very good mind. He just doesn't have the money to study, otherwise he can get a Jinshi at random."

The delicate young man, with a shy smile, scratched his head, and looked a little uncomfortable.

The two were about to reach the end of the alley, and Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Why did you ask me to learn boxing. Your sister Zhou is also a member of the rivers and lakes, so why bother to stay closer."

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

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Yes."

Wan Yan immediately changed his words: "I am also a master!"

The boy turned his head and smiled apologetically to Zhou Haijing.

Zhou Haijing was amused.

Chen Pingan couldn't help but said, "I'm a master, how can I tell?"

Wan Yan said: "Momentum. Sect Master Chen walks and talks, not like us, but like Aunt Zhou."

Chen Pingan gave a hum, nodded and said, "It is a good habit to observe the world carefully. It will make you bypass a lot of bumps and bumps unintentionally. It's just this kind of thing that we can't prove in ourselves. You should be the experience of someone who has passed by. Talk."

Confucianism speaks of being cautious, while Buddhism speaks of self-certification, but they all mean the same thing. It's just that it doesn't make sense to tell a teenager this. I have to admit that a lot of truths actually have thresholds. In addition, we must also pay attention to whether they are willing to learn and willing to listen.

Chen Ping’an stopped at the alley and smiled with the young man: “Your Aunt Zhou is a good talker, please beg her more, and then be clever and find something to do on weekdays, such as taking the initiative to buy wine for Aunt Zhou. , It’s certainly not difficult to learn some physical fitness skills."

Wan Yan nodded, "Understood, you still have to spend money!"

Chen Ping An laughed, walked out of the alley, and left straight away.

Zhou Haijing curled his lips.

Wan Yan stopped for a long time, and when he could no longer see the blue shirt, he ran back to his good friends Gao You and Zhou Haijing.

Zhou Haijing said: "I advise you to give up on the matter of learning boxing. The reason is that you two **** are not black enough."

Gao You was puzzled and asked, "Isn't it enough?"

Zhou Haijing rolled his eyes, turned and walked into the house, closing the courtyard door.

Glancing at the white bowl on the table, she only hoped that this bookish Sword Immortal, Pei Qian's master, would really do what he said and stop pestering herself.

Zhou Haijing sat on the threshold of the main house, looking at the courtyard door outside.

The fishermen by the sea, exposed to the sun all year round, the sea breeze, and the young girls fishing for pearls, most of them have dark skin like charcoal, and they can see where they are going.

There used to be a man from a village who stopped and settled in a seaside village to help fishermen dry sea salt and build dams.

And her hometown, near the sea, has been passed down from generation to generation by her ancestors, saying that it is the place where the sun rests with eyes closed and wakes up with eyes open.

Back then, the poor girl was like a flower mirror.

Chen Pingan gradually walked away, muttering to himself, "At the same time the flowers and fruits."

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In the front yard of the Yang Family Pharmacy, Su Dian and Shi Lingshan continued to look after the shop. There was no business anyway.

Su Dian left the front yard and went to sit in the back yard. Even if the master was not there, she was still behaving. She did not dare to sit on the steps of the main house or sit on the bench.

Shi Lingshan raised the curtains, looked at the senior sister, and sighed. She was very sad, Zheng Dafeng, the bastard! I heard this old bachelor’s bad idea a few years ago. When I met Yu Lu at a battlefield site in the old Zhuying Dynasty, I said that I was not actually Sudian’s junior, it was her. His son... After hitting that, he received a punch and didn't say anything. The senior sister didn't give him a good face anymore. Even to this day, he was not happy to talk to him.

Shi Lingshan asked softly, "Senior Sister, is there something on my mind?"

Su Dian didn't seem to hear it.

Shi Lingshan asked in a low voice, "Sister, do you miss Master?"

Sudian didn't turn his head, just said: "Look at the shop."

Shi Lingshan groaned, happily, Pidian Pidian ran back to the front yard, the senior sister said four words to herself today.

Su Dian is indeed thinking about people, but not her most respected master, but her uncle.

There used to be a dragon kiln with a yellow-faced and thin child. He was so dirty that he couldn't tell a boy or a girl, but no one would care anyway.

Her uncle, because he couldn't stand the eyes of neighbors and those who pierced his backbone, he sold the field for a low price and ran to work as a potter. But the uncle did not tell anyone about their relationship for her to get better. Uncle only asked Master Yao privately to ask her to do some trivial things over there, so she stayed over there.

Then the uncle died.

She felt that it would be better to stay in the small town and scold someone to death. It is better to beat someone to death and then stab them to death by herself.

When Su Dian thought of this, he raised the back of his hand and rubbed his eyes.

In those years, occasionally my uncle drank and said something to her heart, probably because she never said anything, every time she just listened silently, so she mistakenly thought that she was too young to understand anything.

Uncle said, looking at my eyes, it was like seeing something dirty. I know, what can I do, I can only pretend not to know.

Can't escape, can't run away. Don't blame them, I asked for it.

Uncle gave her a nickname, which is now "Rouge". In fact, she disliked it very much, and even hated it all the time.

When he is in a good mood, he often chants with her, "Little Rouge, you are a girl, and you like rouge gouache. This is the best thing."

In those years, the only thing the uncle could bully was the short and thin straw-shoe boy.

Because that boy was too poor and was still a helpless orphan. The least promising uncle seems to be rich, face-saving, and confident in his words only when he lives with the surname Chen.

She had seen the guy who was a little older than her many times. He frowned slightly and pursed his mouth when he was drawing, but every time he made something, he still didn't work.

When my uncle came last, he told her, Xiao Rouge, if something happens in the future, he should go to that person, Chen Pingan in Mud Bottle Alley. He will help you, for sure.

But don't bother others often, as the frequency will be annoying.

She didn't know it at the time, but it was almost her uncle's last words.

Su Dian was sitting on the steps, shrinking, startled in a daze.

One night, in Ni Ping Alley, a tall and thin man who changed into a clean suit, took advantage of the owner of the house, who needed to stare at the kiln fire, and sneaked back to the town overnight.

A dark and skinny little girl was responsible for helping her uncle keep the door out of the alley.

The man stepped over the wall and entered the yard, but he hesitated for a long time, lingering, holding a rouge box in his hand.

Before that, the man secretly went to the Yang's drugstore, found the old man with withdrawn disposition, and bought an ointment.

The reason why I was afraid of death was just because I was afraid of pain, it was ugly to hang to death, how uncomfortable it was to die by throwing water, I was afraid to die when I thought about it, this made the man more sad and sad.

When a man is in a bad mood, he likes to sit by the water, cut red paper, or braid the little girls who depend on each other for life. He does things, except for the crops that he least likes since he was a child. . At the riverside, I will face the water, turning my head constantly, just like looking in a mirror, often raising my palms and gently stroking the temples. Being a kiln worker is hard work, but there is no single room to live in. A big man, looking in the mirror, is bumped into by others, and has to suffer a lot of gossip.

The person he once hated the most, perhaps no one would have thought, was not the guy who was used to bullying him, but the straw-shoe boy from Mud Bottle Alley.

Because when the teenager looked at him, there was no mockery or even pity in his eyes, just like...looking at a person.

But the more Chen Pingan was like this, the more uncomfortable his sissy heart became.

He wished that everyone was pickled. He would rather that young man be the same as all the kiln workers, so the more he likes to take the lead, to fan the flames of the kiln worker apprentice from Mu Ping Alley, and make the yin and yang strange.

Until that day, he broke into a disaster, broke the fire in the dragon kiln, and hid in the forest. In fact, the boy was the first to find his trace, but he said nothing. He pretended not to see him, and helped afterwards. To conceal the trail.

Later, he was interrupted by his legs, and spent half a year recuperating in bed. In the end, the one who took care of him the most was the black charcoal boy who didn't know how to refuse others' requests.

It was also during those years that he was a sissy person who often chatted with Chen Ping'an, but he was very reluctant to talk. Most of the men were talking and the teenagers listening.

"Chen Pingan."

"You are a weird person, actually more weird than me, but you are really a good person."

"The old saying goes that good people don't live long, and that good people are rewarded. What do you think?"

"You don't know, do you."

"When you get older, you will know that being a good person will be very hard."

Occasionally, Chen Ping'an would say a word or two in his heart, saying that he is a good person and want to hit him, but if you are afraid of hitting Liu Xianyang, I don't have to do it.

In the last conversation between the two, the sissy wanted to give Chen Ping an something.

"Sending you something is the only valuable thing I have."

It's the cherished rouge box. Just like all the spirit and spirit of his life, all the good hopes for life, are hidden inside.

But the boy was sitting on the threshold, shook his head and said, "No."

"Not dirty."

"It's not dirty, or I don't like it. I take it and it's useless. I can't sell it for money."

"Take it, even if I'm begging you. I think it over. I can't be scolded like a girl anymore. If no one helps me keep the box of rouge, I can't help but take a look. I have to look at it a few more times, and then I can’t help but smear a little bit. I start to miss this month’s wages, and then I 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 of mud bottle alley and went over the wall to Chen Pingan's ancestral home.

But in the end, Sissy didn't follow the original intention and plowed the soil to bury the rouge box. Instead, she overcame the wall to the alley and hid in the alley close to the house, without facing the courtyard gate.

The sissy thoughts and reasons are simple, for fear of getting dirty and clean.

When he walked to the door of the alley, the man took the little girl's hand and looked back, his face was full of tears, his eyes closed, and he thought to himself.

I just hope that God will open his eyes, don't look at yourself, just look at Chen Ping An, and bless good people with a good reward.

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Listening to the words of the young bull riding boy, Chen Lingjun was stunned. He didn't understand what the name was. He had to ask: "Who is the Taoist looking for? Can you say it again? Anyway, I'm just idle. Friends lead the way, the streets and alleys here in Huaihuang County, I can walk down with my eyes closed."

The name of the person the Taoist outsider was looking for was so strange that he had never heard of it.

The young Taoist boy laughed and said, "I can find it myself. Fix it and know what the fun is."

Chen Lingjun didn't care about this, and first asked the green bull tentatively: "This fellow Taoist, can you understand me? If you understand, just nod your head or something."

After all, the young Taoist boy called "Daoist" before, maybe he is a good spirit in cultivation, isn't he a fellow?

Seeing that the blue bull was indifferent, Chen Lingjun was completely relieved, he turned out to be a junior who hadn't gotten his resuscitation.

From this it can be seen that the Dao Fa of the young man riding on the cow's back is definitely not much higher.

Otherwise, the immortal mount on the top of the mountain does not have the cultivation base and supernatural powers of the five realms, so the immortal master is embarrassed to take it out?

That’s why the young Taoist boy reminded: "Passenger Daoist, your mount can’t run, right? If you hit a passerby, it’s not good. Losing money is small, and you have to go to court, especially if you hit the town. The people, the people who are about to enter the autumn, who stayed here in the county seat and did not move their nests, will soon be very busy, even if they collect a sum of money, they will delay the autumn harvest and suffer a bitter meal. After all, it is not beautiful."

The young Dao Tong smiled and said, "Didn't Fellow Daoist say that in the entire Beiyue boundary, your name is very loud?"

Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said: "Help friends, and talk about loyalty, we can't be foolish, why should we take a bit of reason? If we really want to hit someone, that is that we are at a loss. The other party is willing to take the money for private purposes. You have no money. Of course I can pay for it. I don’t want to talk about borrowing or repaying, but if someone has to drag you to the county office to reason, what can I do, the county magistrate is not my son, I just listen to whatever I say ."

Dao Tong nodded and said slowly: "It makes sense."

With only three characters, the young man also deliberately spoke slowly, as if there was, reason, and reason.

Chen Lingjun heard a headache, shook his head, and sighed. This fellow Taoist is not very real and does not have enough Taoism, so he can talk together.

Dao Tong turned over and got off the back of Qing Niu, and asked, "Did you have a holiday with that Master Lu?"

Chen Lingjun laughed and said: "What can I have with him, such an old **** far in the sky, the realm is as high as Zhenzhu Mountain, and the Taoism is as long as the Longxu River. Up."

The boy smiled and asked: "Did you ever know who you really are?"

Chen Lingjun hesitated, shook his head and said: "Naturally raised, no father or mother, talk about things that weren't the original."

The young man stood in place and said: "The statement of fellow Taoist is quite interesting. Go straight to the point of mind."

Chen Lingjun was very happy, "Ha, fellow Taoist, you're a Taoist priest. Why don't you say something about Buddhism and don't worry about your patriarch's guilt? Daoists, be sincere. ."

The young man laughed and asked, "The master of your family won't help you look it up and ask the ancestors? The people, for this matter, still have the genealogy of the genealogy, let alone the monks like Taoists. Light a few joss sticks and burn some paper on the side of the road. It's good to be a respect to the ancestors."

Chen Lingjun couldn't help but utter his heart out again. "At the beginning, I was too lazy to say that since I can remember, there is no father or mother. It is good to be used to it. It will not be too sad. It is not something worth talking about. , I often put it on my lips, begging for a pitiful, not a hero. My master doesn’t care much about my past. He doesn’t say anything when he sees me, he never asks. He only recognizes one thing and takes me home. I have to be responsible to me... In fact, it's okay. After going up the mountain, the master often travels far away, and when he comes home, he doesn't care much about me. The more you do this, the more sensible I will be."

"What do you think is the largest mountain and water in the world?"

"What do you want to do with this thing, there is a hammer to use it. Fellow Daoist, you tell me?"

"Haoran Jiuzhou, is it like nine mountains emerging from the water, or just a mountain, just surrounded by the four seas?"

Chen Lingjun nodded when he heard the words, and he was really so interesting, and laughed: "The saying of fellow Taoists is also quite knowledgeable."

Chen Lingjun stood on tiptoe and secretly patted a horn of ox. "My house has a hill, all seasons are like spring, and there are strange flowers and weeds all over the hills and plains. There are so many sweet green grasses.

Qing Niu shook his head slightly, as if looking at the boy in Qingyi.

Chen Lingjun nodded, and said with satisfaction: "As soon as I hear about eating, my comprehension comes. That's a good thing. I might really practice the magic of the immortal family in the future."

The boy Daotong smiled and didn't say anything. He just patted the green cow's back and signaled to take his temper.

This time he traveled to this small town, he traced back to the source, to see what is one.

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, he wants to know where he is going.

What a young boy, Tianjun, who has been in prison for more than 10,000 years, he did not hesitate to use the **** of fire Ruan Xiu and the **** of water Li Liu as concealment methods that can be discarded. In the end, he step by step, interlocking and concealing the sky, dare to really let him have no roots and a face. The new and old co-lord of the heavens will become the one and will soon reappear in the world.

Chen Ping'an in Ni Ping Lane, the young man who grew up eating Bai Jia Fan, if there is no accident after that, he will eventually become the one with the best chance.

This is not the case at the beginning.

Old man Yang quietly broke up that one with his own hands, and then let everyone in the town Jiazi fight for that one. Everyone is qualified to fight for this one, even if it is the reincarnation of gods like Ruan Xiu and Li Liu, There is the same opportunity. Everyone has a chance, everyone has a share.

Ruan Xiu, Li Liu, Li Xisheng, Li Baoping, kiln worker sissy man, Xinghua Lane, Ma Kuxuan, Niping Lane, Song Jixin, Zhenlong Zhigui, Li Huai, Liu Xianyang, Gu Can, Zhao You, Lin Shou 1. Sudian, Xie Ling...

Everyone was silent, unknowingly being in this game.

In addition, the Lizhu Cave Sky is inherently intricate and complex.

Because of this, the secret is not visible and there is no trace. What's more, there is Qi Jingchun before, and Cui Yang behind...

Chen Lingjun looked at the young Taoist boy and asked, "What's the matter? Are you distracted? I'm still embarrassed to let me lead the way, so be polite, say, where to go."

Dao Ancestor smiled and said: "The master of your family is very powerful. I want to see him if I have a chance."

Chen Lingjun patted the young Taoist boy on the shoulder, then smiled triumphantly, and said with a smile on his hips: "Daoists are talking nonsense?"

An old master smiled and came to the boy in Tsing Yi, patted Chen Lingjun's head, and said with a smile: "Talk to Dao Ancestor, don't be big or small."

Chen Lingjun patted the old master's hand with one hand. After thinking about it, forget it. They are all scholars and don't care about you. They just smiled and looked at the young Taoist boy, "You are really fellow Taoist, and the name is too big. , Are all homophonic with'Taozu', change it, there is a chance to change it."

The young Dao Tong smiled and said: "Tao Ancestor is not a name, it is just a Dao number given by others, I don't think it needs to be changed."

The middle-aged monk followed in the street.

Chen Lingjun choked for a while, glanced at the monk in the distance, then raised his head to look at the old master with a kindly smile on his side, finally looked at the young Taoist boy, Chen Lingjun took a deep breath, thumped and knelt on the ground, his hands clasped together. Lifting up high and keeping silent, it's really not that he doesn't speak etiquette, but these three, which one is correct first? It seems to be wrong to call someone first. No matter what, if you knock nine heads for respect, you should give three knocks for each person. Anyway, the Patriarch of the Three Teachings, you don't have to worry about this little thing.

After holding his hands, the old master said, "If you want me to see, the matter is over. Besides, for the time being, there is actually no fixed number. Leave it to the world."

Dao Zu smiled.

The Holy Master also laughed.

Chen Lingjun finished gnawing his head, quietly raised his head, and found that something seemed to be amiss. He didn't care about it, and he knocked nine more, no, eighteen beeps!

The middle-aged monk looked at the plaque in Buddhist language on the archway building, and didn't ask outside. He looked at the gods and gods grave, his hands clasped together, and the Buddha sang endlessly.

Daozu glanced at a room in the backyard of the Yang Family Pharmacy. There was a letter for Chen Ping An. There was a sentence on the letter. Have you ever eaten enough?

The old master sighed, Qi Jingchun.