On the Jise Peak of Luolu Mountain, a lazy man stood up in his clothes. He twisted a toothpick from the bamboo tube on the table, held it in his mouth, and walked out. The sky was brilliant, and the sun was already bright and high in the sky.
There are already people waiting in the courtyard. In addition to Zheng Dafeng and Wen Xinxin who teach boxing at Tiaoyu Mountain, there are also young Taoist priests with wooden hairpins on their heads, and a child in green with a solemn expression. They are all waiting for Zhong Qian.
Zhong Qian's eyes swept across their faces, and she took the lead to move forward. This golden body martial artist had a silent and unique aura, four words: follow big brother!
Wen carefully followed the rest of the gang, silently following the leader who was very powerful, steady and in a good mood, heading towards the old cook. He must eat and drink well today, and teach the man how to put the dishes in the bowl.
Not a single soldier left!
Now that they have entered Luopo Mountain, they have to take care of three meals a day, but the reason why Zhong Qian is so virtuous and respectable is because he has won one night snack for everyone every day through his ability.
The team grew stronger and stronger. Xiaomi Li and the white-haired boy who had just finished patrolling the mountain also became the tail of this team. Nuan Shu, who started sweeping the courtyard at dawn every day, also finished his busy work and walked towards them.
Chen Lingjun asked in a low voice: "Compiler, what happened to those blind swordsmen who went to the sword worship platform earlier? Tell them, if they are tyrannical people, I can go and find out."
The white-haired boy said: "It seems that they are all sword immortals from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. They were hanging out with the old sword fairy Qi at the moment, and now they are hanging out with our mountain master."
Chen Lingjun suddenly said: "That is my family. The owner of the mountain is not in the mountain. After breakfast, I will go there to entertain the distinguished guests."
A large group of sword immortals, after participating in the Great Li Festival, temporarily settled at the sword worship platform.
Due to the strange phenomena that occurred in the capital city of Da Li, Xie Gou, Xiao Mo and Ning Yao all turned back the same way.
When they temporarily learned that Chen Ping'an had achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven, and that the young hidden official had to cross two worlds, none of them were willing to go straight to the realm of Luo Luo Shan Realm.
What, go to Qingming World to enjoy the scenery of Bai Yujing? What an unexpected joy, what an unexpected joy. After participating in the Great Li Celebration, there is such a good thing waiting for them?!
Gao Shuang and his colleagues are not too excited to watch the excitement, and are eager to try it out. They will follow the young Yin Guan to visit Qing Ming Tianxia. Will they change from watching the excitement to being lively in the eyes of others? Gao Shuang and his group of sword cultivators are afraid? It has been ten thousand years.
In the dictionary of Sword Qi Great Wall Sword Cultivator, there are "life" and "death", "lose" and "win", "honor" and "humiliation". It seems that the words "fear" and "coward" really don't exist.
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Mei Dandang is even more energetic. As a native demon clan in the wilderness, since ancient times, I dare not say that no big demon has secretly sneaked into Qingming, but I have never heard of any demon swordsman openly setting foot in the world of Qingming, approaching that
Bai Yujing stands in the center of heaven and earth. What if he can be the first person in this wild world?
Not only Lu Zhi's eyes lit up, but also Qi Tingji, a wily and calculating person, had the idea of an impromptu trip.
It was Xie Gou who persuaded Xiao Mo and Ning Yao, and then Ning Yao persuaded the other sword cultivators.
Qi Tingji's consideration must be the most long-term. If Ning Yao and Xiao Mo, the two fourteenth realm sword cultivators, follow them without Chen Ping'an saying hello, they will not hesitate to travel to the Qingming world with their swords.
follow white
Yu Jing fought fiercely and completely broke his skin, which meant that several sects including Luolu Mountain, and even the entire Great Li Dynasty, were considered to be fighting with Bai Yu Jing from this moment on. Sure enough, the colorful world
The choice of Ascension City
, it’s even clearer! Once the sword cultivators in Feisheng City choose to take the lead in attacking, then the fate of Bai Yujing’s forces in the colorful world can be imagined. They, the Taoist officials, will either completely abandon their territory and urgently find a way to return to Qingming World.
Bai Yujing, or even a Taoist official, don't even think about leaving. There are a number of top Taoist sects including Suichu Palace, Xuandu Temple, Difei Mountain, surrounded by heroes, watching with eager eyes. He is the title of a Taoist disciple of your Taoist priest Shan Qing.
Able to handle things?
Just like Chen Ping'an threw a huge problem to Bai Yujing, can you bear it?! If you can't bear it, don't scare anyone anyway, then fight.
Qi Tingji suddenly told Ning Yao, who was already in the capital, with his heartfelt voice, "If there's a fight over Bai Yujing, it's easy. You and Xiaomo take the lead to clear the way, and we follow, and then we all let go and make a big fuss in Bai Yujing."
The scene is ready."
"But if there is no fight and Yin Guan and Xie Gou return safely, you remember to remind him to pay attention to Bai Yujing's hidden line. Jiang and Pang Zhiliu are by no means arrogant people who will kill at the slightest opportunity."
Perhaps when the sky in Lizhu Cave shattered and fell to the ground,
They have already taken the opportunity to leave a foreshadowing in Aquarius Continent. For example, I have always suspected that Huang Zhen's fortune was led by someone behind the scenes. Just the appearance of the descendant of the Yin and Yang fish, but it happened to be obtained by Huang Zhen. Such an opportunity
, Huang Zhen’s chance may be someone’s necessity.”
"Anyway, before I go to the wilderness, just a few of us will meet in private to discuss and see if we can find one or two murderous undercurrents. Even if we can't find any clues for the time being, we should be prepared and be on guard in advance.
Get up."
At that time, Ning Yao was wandering on the streets of Dali Jingcheng. When she heard Qi Tingji's reminder, she immediately agreed.
The sword worship platform here is full of thatched huts, which are a bit crude. Before the private swordsmen came to Luo Po Mountain, they would inevitably worry about whether the children's sword training dojo would be too fairy-like, with beautiful buildings and jade buildings, carved beams and painted buildings, and rich clothes and food far superior to those in the human world.
The princes were afraid that they were too young and would not survive in a foreign land.
After a few years, they will forget their hometown, and the desire to compare with external things will overwhelm the desire to win purely in sword making. But when they saw this scene, with thatched huts and small bamboo chairs placed in twos and threes under the eaves,
A dry section of old pine was used as a bench, and there were only stone tables and stone benches in the open space... and I felt distressed.
In the hometown of these old people, the sunrise is thousands of feet high above the city, and the white clouds below are as vast as the sea.
At this time, the sun is warm and the ground is warm. Not far away are the gurgling streams and green hills and thatched cottages among the white clouds.
After looking at it for a long time, it seems to be okay.
Then they saw a child holding a purple clay pot, standing by the stone table, staring at them blankly.
The child rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe it. Why were Qi Tingji and Lu Zhi both here?
If we add in the old deaf children who are now teaching classes at Tiaoyu Mountain, there will be three of the ten swordsmen who were at the top of the city in the past!
Zhu Su smiled and asked, "What's your name?"
The child didn't show any stage fright. He raised his head and took a sip of tea, then smacked his lips. The old god said: "Bai Xuan, Bai Ye's Bai, Yu Xuan's Xuan. Where are you, sister?"
Zhu Su said: "The bamboo of bamboo, the plain Su, my name is Zhu Su."
Bai Xuanzhi asked a question about which pot should not be mentioned in the cold winter, "Then what is your relationship with the traitor in Zhu'an?"
Zhusu said: "Relatives."
Bai Xuan nodded, "My family is unfortunate."
Zhusu choked on his words for a moment.
Gao Shuang and Huang Ling, the sword cultivators, almost laughed out loud. Listening to this conversation all the time, they felt that Bai Xuan, this kid, was similar to us, and that he was a good candidate for bachelors.
Zhu Su was not upset at all and asked curiously: "When you get here, who do you recognize as your master?"
Bai Xuan said: "I have had a master for a long time, so I have no other apprenticeship with anyone else. Mi Xiuhua Cui was afraid of a few of them to death and has been coveting them for a long time. It's a pity that they are not destined to be my master."
When it comes to giving nicknames to people, Bai Xuan is extremely talented and is as good as Master Cao in naming names.
Mi Yu glared and said, "You brat, give Cui Zhanglu a different nickname."
Bai Xuan said slowly: "Okay, okay, okay. How about Cui DaDa?"
Mi Yu was so angry that this new nickname was even more unpleasant than Cui Wei's. It really stabbed Cui Wei in the heart.
I heard Sect Master Cui of Qingping Sword Sect say something. Bai Xuan immediately said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, there is no need to force it. Cui Zhanglu is now assisting Sect Master Cui in the lower sect... Oops, I just found out that they are all named Cui.
It turns out to be from my family. Well, what a coincidence, isn’t it? Excellent. It seems that Cui Zhanglu will definitely have the opportunity to make contributions in the future. I believe that one day..."
Cui Dongshan grabbed Bai Xuan's ears and pulled him up. Bai Xuan tilted his head, stood on tiptoes, and shouted: "It hurts, it hurts! Cui Zongzhu, there are so many people here, please give me some noodles."
Zhu Su had already carefully looked at the whole view of the mountains to the west when he was on the way to control the sword. Previously, he had to make way for Yin Guan's main road in the Great Li Palace, so Zhu Su still had to choose a place as a retreat place to see if he could break through it.
Realm, in one fell swoop. After thinking about it, it seems that there is a lake that opens up a fairy house without a dojo. It looks very interesting, why not go there to build a thatch?
Zhusu asked: "What kind of tea?"
Bai Xuan said: "Wolfberry tea."
Zhu Su mistakenly thought that he heard wrongly, "What?"
Bai Xuan rubbed his ears, raised a finger, stippled in the air, and wrote the word "wolfberry".
Zhu Su is a swordsman, and she is also a woman. She deliberately chatted with Bai Xuan with some care. Children can speak with their eyes and breaths, so they cannot deceive anyone.
At the door of a hut, there was a paralyzed little girl with dead fish eyes, standing there. She was not good at dealing with people and did not like overly lively scenes. She hesitated several times and finally couldn't help but ask Lu Lu in her heart.
Zhi, "Lu Zhi, isn't the lady of the mountain master with us?"
In the Great Wall of Sword Qi where there is no such thing as Daohao, it is still customary to call sword cultivators by their first names, and you will definitely not go wrong. If you are called a swordsman, you will easily fall out.
Lu Zhi said with a smile: "Yin Guan has achieved enlightenment and ascended to the great Li capital, and he has to go to Qing Ming World. Your master couldn't worry about it, so he returned to the capital."
Ning Yao had previously entrusted her to take care of King Sun Chun when she was at Long Bi in the palace. Lu Zhi saw this little girl with her own eyes and really liked her.
King Sun Chun shook his head, "The mountain master's wife is not my master yet. She feels that my qualifications are a bit lacking, my character is not firm enough, and my understanding of the way of the sword is still too rough."
Lu Zhi couldn't help laughing, "Did Ning Yao tell you that personally?"
King Sun Chun still shook his head, "The mountain owner's wife didn't say this, but I saw these facts from her eyes."
Lu Zhi said: "Comparing your qualifications with Ning Yao is not asking for trouble. Why don't you compete with Yin Guan for your thick skin?"
King Sun Chun said: "Master Cao is not thick-skinned. When we were on a small boat on the sea, Master Cao squatted at the stern of the boat with his back to us. He would burst into tears even after eating a bowl of rice."
Lu Zhi asked doubtfully: "Master Cao?"
King Sun Chun explained: "Master Cao Mo Cao, the pseudonym of Lord Yin Guan."
Using a pseudonym, covering up his face, falling into a bad situation, pretending to be a grandson just to be a grandfather, but really taking action, punching hard and delivering the sword quickly, taking the beating and running away... It is said that these are the unheralded secrets of Master Cao in the world.
secret.
The more Lu Zhi looked at King Sun Chun, the more he liked him. The little girl's eyes were indifferent, her tone was calm, her face was expressionless, and her mood was peaceful. It seemed that everything was cold and indifferent, very much like herself.
Lu Zhi joked: "Why don't you recognize me as your master? Ning Yao is going to return to the colorful world after all. It's been a few decades. Although my realm is not as high as Ning Yao's, my ability to teach swordsmanship to my disciples may not be as good as hers."
Difference."
King Sun Chun shook his head and said: "Lu Zhi has nothing to worry about in his heart. He wants to die just to engrave words. The lady of the mountain has Master Cao in her heart, so she always wants to live and become more powerful. I am timid and afraid of pain and hardship.
I am more afraid of death, so I have to follow
Ning Yao is learning swordsmanship. If I accept you as my master, I will definitely improve my swordsmanship very quickly. But I am afraid that I will not live long. Unless I am not a swordsman, I will not go out to travel. But hiding in the mountains for a long time will be boring. A sword heart cannot be used by the landscape dojo.
Detained."
Lu Zhi was surprised: "Who told you these words?"
King Sun Chun said: "I figured it out by myself. In addition to practicing swordsmanship, I also read books. Because Master Cao always said that the best thing in the world, to spend the least money and make the most money, is to study. I am very interested in making money.
I have no interest in it, but it would be a fool not to profit from it."
Lu Zhi nodded, the little girl really liked him. Before he accepted a disciple, Lu Zhi had no idea of becoming a master to anyone. But after he had a founding disciple, everyone he met looked like a candidate for his direct inheritance?
King Sun Chun looked at those extremely unfamiliar sword cultivators from his hometown. When they arrived, they began to whisper and look around... Suddenly, a fire of ignorance arose in the little girl's heart.
I heard Chen Lingjun chatting with Bai Xuan before, and one of them mentioned a group of private swords, choosing the Longxiang Sword Sect of Nanbosu Continent and refusing to go to the Qingping Sword Sect. She has always only listened but not said it.
Bai Xuan stood up for Master Cao at that time, but Chen Lingjun had nothing to do with it.
That said, he gave Bai Xuan a few words of advice. At that time, King Sun Chun didn't agree with anything. Well, now he has come to the door on his own initiative. What do you want to do? Do you want to show off to Master Cao? I'm still afraid that Master Cao doesn't care about us. I'll give it to you.
If you find a loophole, what should you say to Master Cao?
King Sun Chun took a few steps forward, his eyes sharp and cold, "We are all very good, just leave it alone, guests are guests."
"We are just reincarnated in the Sword Qi Great Wall. Other than that, we have nothing to do with each other. Master Cao is taking care of us. If you want to feel relieved, feel free to worry. If you don't want to feel reassured, just hold it in."
"Master Cao has a good temper. Maybe he won't be angry after hearing what you say. But I would like to advise you not to come to the Sword Worship Platform to complain. If we hear you, I'm sorry and don't appreciate it."
Hearing this, Bai Xuan took a breath of air-conditioning. Why did the dead fish eye say everything that was in his heart? He was usually a dull man, but he was unambiguous at critical moments. He gave a thumbs up.
The little girl's face turned red. Are people from her hometown great? Who in the world doesn't have an ancestral home and a hometown. Master Cao is our family! It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks!
Others think that Master Cao became the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, which means he has achieved fame and success, and it is worth all the effort. How can you, how can you do this?
When you arrived in Haoran Tianxia, how could you not come and see Master Cao earlier? Even if you said it face to face that you would not join Luo Luo Shan or Qing Ping Sword Clan Genealogy, just say thank you to Master Cao, wouldn't it be difficult?
It was Master Cao who took them across the sea by boat, boarded the Xianjia ferry together, and landed at Tongyezhou together.
During the journey through the mountains and rivers in a foreign land, when he occasionally got bored, he would suggest that we play the game of eagle catching chickens. When a man is an old hen guarding his chicks, he always seems so busy. When he becomes an eagle,
It’s always very late to catch someone. Sun Chun
Wang dislikes chatting with people. She feels that the most embarrassing thing in the world is running out of words to talk to. Master Cao always looks for opportunities to talk to them, so she often feels strange that a grown man has not yet married and has children.
How can I have such good patience?
King Sun Chun took a deep breath and calmed his mind in an instant. The turbulent scene in the inner lake became as still as a horizontal mirror in an instant, "From now on, each of us will refine our swords!"
You are the seniors, you are older and have a higher realm. Let us both look at the level of our realm and the strength of our swordsmanship in one or two hundred years.
Bai Xuan raised the teapot and said, "I'll take one to show my support."
Gao Shuang, Jin Zircon and the others had mixed emotions about this group of private swords. They felt that they had been trained by the little girl so much that they didn’t know how to refute.
Qi Tingji smiled and said, "It's my fault."
King Sun Chun snorted coldly.
Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "King Sun Chun, the entire Dragon Elephant Sword Sect of Old Sword Immortal Qi has been returned to our Luopo Mountain. The people standing at the sword worship platform today are all members of my family."
King Sun Chun was stunned. Bai Xuan, who had just taken a large sip of tea, choked and coughed. However, King Sun Chun did not regret it and went straight back to the hut and began to practice the sword.
The hut was open, so Bai Xuan went to stand at the door. He didn't call her by her nickname, but said from his heart: "King Sun Chun, I think you spoke very energetically today, and you have become more beautiful."
King Sun Chun said angrily: "Smelly hooligan."
Bai Xuan felt that he was wronged. A good man loses even if he loses, so he simply followed her topic and said: "Hey, from now on I will call you grandson's wife, daughter-in-law, haha."
Cui Dongshan dragged the silly kid back by the collar and scolded him with a smile: "You little bastard, don't get beaten a hundred times just because of a joke."
Covering his mouth with one hand, the big white goose said to the room: "King Sun Chun, Bai Xuan really likes you. Do you think about it, why he always targets you deliberately, instead of wanting to talk to you more."
When Bai Xuan saw that King Sun Chun was already showing signs of striking someone with his sword, he immediately closed his eyes, tilted his head, and pretended to be dead. That was all. Uncle Bai's reputation was ruined in one day.
Ling Xun sighed with emotion: "I didn't know Master Yin Guan was so good at taking care of children."
Guo Du said with a smile: "It's a good thing. When we have children in the future, can we accept Yin Guan as our husband and become his personal disciple?"
Ling Xun blushed slightly and gently twisted his arm.
When the old deaf boy learned that Qi Tingji and the others were coming, he asked the barely visible monks to refine their Qi in the classroom, and hurried to the sword platform to pay homage to the sword.
Bai Xuan and King Sun Chun were too young to recognize the private swords of the Sword Qi Great Wall, but the old deaf boy was familiar with them. Even if they had never chatted with each other, they had always met them several times.
The old deaf boy held up his hands and began to greet them politely. He spoke in half a sentence, which was quite pleasant to others. The sword cultivators were all wondering, when did the old deaf boy become so talkative?
Could it be that Luopo Mountain is not only a place for cultivating Taoism, but also teaches speaking?
I used to be with my disciple Youyu, who kept saying that he was unwilling to accept the land, water, soil, and family tradition, and was willing to worship him. Now I feel that I have grasped some tips.
So far, he has not seen the girl in the mink hat. Guo Du is worried about the situation of the young hidden official in Qing Ming Tianxia, and he is also impatient. Just because Bai Jing asked Ling Xun to go to Luo Po Mountain, he went to find her once.
Ling Xun felt the Taoist couple's state of mind and asked in his heart: "Can't I not see her?"
Guo Du laughed angrily and said: "It's okay to be afraid of Sword Xiu Bai Jing. I'm afraid too, but I'm afraid of what Xie Gou Xie will do. It's a matter of chance. If you don't take advantage of it, you will be blamed. Don't hide!"
Ling Xun said: "Your fear is different from mine. You don't know some rumors, that is, there is a big demon in the wilderness who likes to chew the real bodies of monks as materials for the Tao. It seems that as long as her name is mentioned,
No., I wish I could burn incense. I'm here
Before I met you, I had encountered a fairy-level monster who was cruel and tyrannical. However, he claimed that he only learned a little bit from that senior Bai Jing and was lucky enough to get a fragment of it. If he had the opportunity to listen to his teachings, he would have learned it early.
It’s time to reach the Ascension Realm.”
The shadow of the famous tree.
Some of the first names and Taoist names in the old almanac have long been out of reach for ordinary wild monks. Only if the Taoism is good enough, the elders of the sect are high enough, or their own cultivation is hard enough, and they have seen enough knowledge, can they have access to them.
Opportunities to learn about the unknown inside stories. Moreover, some deeds are mostly passed down by word of mouth.
, we are not responsible for whether they are true or false. When these ancient monsters woken up by Mr. Bai Ze, when they first appeared in the world, the wild world was actually not very familiar with them, and they were even unaware of them. For example, Xiao Mo, because of the rumors in the wild world in his early years
Most of the Dao veins in the caves have faded away, so it can't be said that they are famous.
But Bai Jing is different. The reason is very simple and he has a great reputation. In ancient times, every time a Taoist name changed hands, it was a thrilling story.
Even if she is not the founder of later generations of wild cultivators, she should be one of the founders.
The ferocious arrogance, arrogant strength, insidious ways, coupled with extremely high qualifications and extremely fast speed of breaking through the realm, made most of the ancient Taoist priests who were targeted by her follow the change of Taoist names.
Cut off, but there are also some
The Taoism that had already flourished and flourished at that time did not scatter because of the death of an old patriarch's Taoist name. Therefore, the deeds of "Bai Jing" were passed down from generation to generation, so that the more they spread, the more they spread.
...evil.
Just imagine, an ordinary master is walking alone in the wilderness at night and in the hazy mist. Suddenly the fog disperses, and he bumps into a huge mountain-like thing. How does he feel when he looks at it?
It was a suffocating feeling of oppression. Monk Haoran had not seen it often, but almost all the wild monsters had experienced it personally.
Seeing that she was still cowering, Guo Du could only say, "Even if you don't trust Bai Jing, you must still trust Yin Guan."
Ling Xun nodded.
Mei Gong reminded her from the bottom of her heart: "What are you doing here in a daze? Take the initiative to ask Zhu Su to help protect the gate."
Mei Dandang said helplessly: "What kind of place is Luopo Mountain and what kind of protection is needed? Besides, it is a certainty that Zhu Su will successfully break through."
Mei Gong was even more helpless, "It's a lump in the elm wood that doesn't understand."
Mei Dandang was the most helpless.
In fact, Mei Dandang also knows that many swordsmen think that their master is a woman with shrewdness written on her face. But to Mei Dandang, what does it matter?
He had already obtained a "reassurance" from the young Yin Guan, allowing him to change his mind to Mr. Xiao Mo as his disciple. After that, he and his master Mei Gong would be... Taoist friends.
A boy in green used his natal water method to control a white cloud and hurried to the sword worship platform. He saw the foggy atmosphere caused by the majestic sword power from a distance, and quickly returned home.
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Dali Capital was crowded with people, and in the bustling streets, there was no second person in Chen Ping'an's eyes.
He smiled and took the bunch of candied haws from Ning Yao's hand, and walked side by side.
Xiaomo had already slowed down his pace and followed them from a distance.
Ning Yao talked about Qi Tingji's reminder. Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It makes sense."
Ning Yao asked: "You don't seem to have any experience to learn from your method of ascension and the path of Hedao. Why don't you quickly go back to Fuyaolu to retreat for a period of time to stabilize your state?"
Chen Pingan chewed a candied haws and said vaguely: "It definitely requires a long and uninterrupted retreat. It's just that I can't get away for the time being. It's not like I'm in Luopo Mountain. I can be the shopkeeper with peace of mind. A big Li
There are so many officials in the dynasty who are all staring at me right now. I just showed up after attending a celebration, so I can’t just disappear at the court meeting the next day.”
Ning Yao said: "Yes."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Besides, in a few days it will be the wedding of Liu Xianyang and Qiangyue, and we will all be the best man and bridesmaid. After all these things are over, we can seriously retreat."
Ning Yao asked: "The time, place, and people are favorable, how should we calculate it?"
She was certain that Chen Ping'an was not alone in the right location.
Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said: "It can be said that it is the right time, the right place and the right people."
Ning Yao frowned.
In a picture of the personal ascension of the Great Li Dynasty, if the right time, place and people come into play, it will be much more difficult for Chen Ping'an to escape in the future than it is now for Chen Ping'an to go to Luopo Mountain to retreat.
If the fortunes of the country of Da Li continue to improve, Chen Ping'an will step down as the national teacher in the future, which will be considered as a way of retreating from heaven after his meritorious deeds. It is a kind of good gathering and separation with perfect merits.
But if the power of the Great Li Kingdom in Chen Pingan's hands goes downhill one day, then Chen Pingan's future Ascension Realm will inevitably be greatly affected. If Chen Pingan has already reached the Fourteenth Realm at that time, it can be said that the damage will be lost.
Dao power and cultivation level may not necessarily fall into the realm. If you are always stagnant in the Ascension realm, no matter how much you reach the Ascension realm, or even reach the Fourteenth realm with only half a step or one step, you will suffer a lot.
Ning Yao didn't know what she could do to help him. She had already finished eating the candied haws, holding the bamboo stick with both fingers, shaking it gently in boredom.
Chen Pingan gnawed on a candied haws, chewed it carefully, and said slowly: "There is no way. I have weighed the pros and cons before, and finally came to the conclusion that since I am destined not to become a pure swordsman in the true sense,
Cultivation, which is extremely impure, can be regarded as the only option closest to purity?"
Ning Yao
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I'm not in a hurry, and you don't have to worry either. The reason is very simple. I'm still young."
The three words "still young" represent the greatest hope.
For some reason, Ning Yao poked him lightly on the shoulder with a bamboo stick. Seeing that he turned his head with a smile on his face, she felt childish and wanted to throw away the bamboo stick.
Chen Ping'an held the candied haws in his mouth, grabbed the bamboo stick from her hand, raised it high, pretending to be surprised and said: "This girl, are you looking for marriage? Hey, will you sign the bamboo stick?"
Ning Yao deliberately signed the lottery without caring about anything. She put her hands behind her back, intertwined her fingers, and said: "Pretend to be a Taoist priest, set up a fortune-telling stall to defraud people of money, and you are still addicted."
Chen Ping'an quickly ate the last candied haws, then picked up his bamboo stick and took a closer look, "Hey, how come my stick is the top one?!"
He put both bamboo sticks into his sleeves, quickened his pace, walked in front of Ning Yao, turned around and walked back, smiling and saying: "Miss Ning, please think carefully about whether you want to marry that Mr. Chen forever."
, grow old together.”
Ning Yao rolled his eyes and said, "Glib tongue."
There was a man on the side who misunderstood Chen Pingan as a gangster who molested beauties. He was about to ask, girl, do you want me to teach you a lesson for this deceitful person?
Then Xiao Mo put his arm around his shoulders and dragged him to a nearby alley to have a heart-to-heart talk.
Ning Yao looked at that face. The once dark-skinned boy in straw sandals had a pair of very bright and clear eyes.
He thinks.
When Ning Yao met Chen Ping'an, it was a sign of inferiority. When Chen Ping'an met Ning Yao, it was a sign of superiority.
But she felt.
That's not the case. In fact, it's quite the opposite.
If he hadn't met her, he would never have lived such a wandering, hard and sad life for so many years. The higher his realm, the heavier the invisible basket he was carrying, and it seemed that it would always be like this.
Ning Yao stood there, his eyes red.
Chen Ping'an obviously didn't expect Ning Yao to be like this. He quickly stopped, a little at a loss, and scratched his head. His eyes were full of guilt.
Ning Yao walked forward quickly, turned around, took his arm, leaned against him, and walked together along the same path.
"Chen Pingan, even if it makes you very hard, you must always like Ning Yao."
"First of all, I shouldn't make you cry. Secondly, Ning Yao is wrong to think so. Finally, Chen Pingan has liked Ning Yao for ten thousand years!"
In a nearby alley, two heads, one high and one low, poked out at the same time, one wearing a yellow hat and the other a mink hat.
Xie Gou murmured: "Hey, I'm finally sure that the mountain master's wife is not careless. She was clearly deceived by the mountain master's love words back then."
For the first time, Xiao Mo did not side with his young master. He nodded and said yes.
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Luolu Mountain already has two swordsmanship sects in two continents. It is hard to say when a third sect will appear.
In the mountains, there are old monsters like Xiao Mo and Xie Gou who have been around for thousands of years, as well as little monsters like Chai Wu.
Bai Xuan and King Sun Chun's sword training qualifications were actually very good, but they were overshadowed by Chai Wu's too dazzling style.
From the top of Jise Peak, when the weather is clear, you can see far away.
Instead of going to the Sword Worship Platform, Pei Qian and Chai Wu came here to drink and sit on the railing together. They did have some chat. The four people in the picture of Lotus Flower Blessed Land, Pei Qian had a relationship with Wei Xian when he was a child.
Best, of course, Wei Xian
Pei Qian is also the easiest to talk to. Whenever he has free time, he takes Pei Qian to wander the streets, enjoying the popular food and drinking spicy food. Xiao Heitan's ideas are always wild and unconstrained, while Wei Xian's words are always like a lump of earth.
, one big and one small, but they fall in love with each other.
Pei Qianxiao asked: "Are you worried about anything, for example, are you worried about not getting along with King Sun Chun, Bai Xuan and the others?"
Chai Wu shook his head and said: "I'm just worried that my realm is just a showpiece. I'm afraid that if I go outside and meet an Earth Immortal who is not a sword cultivator, he will be punished miserably."
Pei Qian nodded and said, "You need to find a suitable senior to practice your skills with."
Pei Qian held the bowl in one hand and shook the wine gourd he had hidden for many years with the other, and asked, "Do you know why my master has tried to preach to you several times?"
Chai Wu was a little confused. The little girl had never thought about this problem.
Pei Qian said: "Although my master likes to say that he has a bad habit of being a teacher, in fact, he is always very careful when it comes to preaching, accepting karma, and solving doubts. He will never force himself or be harsh on others."
Chai Wu thought for a while and said, "I know the answer."
Pei Qian rubbed her head and said softly: "It seems that we are all very similar."
Chai Wu's eyes turned red, he sniffed, raised his head and drank from the bowl in one gulp.
Childhood is our shadow. It follows us in a low place for a long time. When we occasionally turn our heads and look back on our lives, we will see that it is silent, watching us who cannot be ourselves.
Zhu Lian arrived here at some unknown time and stood leaning on the railing. Next to him stood Zhong Yiyi with a toothpick in his mouth.
After having a sumptuous breakfast earlier, the old cook said he wanted to go out alone with Zhong Qian to chat for a few words. At that time, Zheng Dafeng and the others felt murderous and wanted to escort Zhong Qian.
But Zhong Qian waved her hand, indicating that they don't need to panic. It's a small scene. She has asked the man named Jiang about it, but she hasn't seen anything like it. The Luoshan tradition of eating late night snacks must be maintained even if the King of Heaven comes.
Went into the yard, followed Zhu Lian, turned all the way to the Shinto steps, and climbed together in silence. The old cook wore cloth shoes, put his hands behind his back, and never spoke.
.Zhong Qian finally couldn't help but take the initiative and said, Old cook, it's okay for you to beat me up and never fight back, but you will have to have midnight snacks in the future, and if you hit someone, don't slap someone in the face... Listening to Zhong Qian's guilt, she became more and more guilty.
After nagging, Zhu Lian finally smiled and said, asking Zhong Qian to look after them during the journey, not talking about responsibility or conscience, just for the sake of a few late-night snacks.
Zhong Qian was startled at that time. Later, this martial artist who was called a sissy in his hometown made no firm promises or boastful words. He only said that when they return to the mountain in the future, old cook, you have to prepare several jars for him.
If Zhong Qian couldn't drink the good wine, he would have some left over to give to Jing Qing and the others. Zhu Lian waved his hand to tell him to stop saying a few unlucky words.
When they arrived at the top of the mountain, they happened to hear Pei Qian's question. Zhong Qian gathered her voice and whispered: "Old cook, our mountain owner has a unique eye. He saw that Chai Wu was a material that could be made, so he cherished his talent?
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Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Then are you a man that can be made?"
Zhong Qian said: "It must not be."
Zhu Lian said: "You can be."
Zhong Qian was silent for a moment and said: "Old cook, I don't know how I got to where I am today, and I don't dare to let others have expectations of me, so they are right, I am a sissy."
Zhu Lian walked in front, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Sissy? You know nothing, sissy. Those who flatter the powerful, bow their heads and speak softly, will only embarrass the weaker ones in their lives. They are the weak.
Sissy. Zhong Qian, ask yourself, you have the nerve to call yourself a sissy, are you worthy of it?"
Zhong Qian rubbed her chin, "Old cook, how do you manage to curse and praise others at the same time? Teach me."
Not long ago, I heard a very literary statement from a junior from my hometown named Yuan Huang.
The inspiration of talent is like a bird fluttering on a branch, or a flying bird treading on the snow. Accumulated knowledge is like the migration of migratory birds, or the joining of dragons in a river.
Zhong Qian felt that Zhu Lian was worthy of this evaluation. However, when the old cook was young, he was as skinny as the rumors. Come to think of it, he didn't care about talent and literature. What happened?
His face is the best love letter, right?
Damn, it’s so irritating. The more I think about it, the more irritating it becomes.
Zhu Lian thought to himself and said: "Those who are strong have ambitions. This is a very powerful saying. Only with ambition and perseverance can a person achieve earth-shaking and generous achievements."
"Some people do not resent the world's cruelty and debt to them for a long time. On the contrary, when they grow up, they will give more and greater kindness and tenderness to others."
"They have a common name, which is 'good people'. Of course, others will also call them 'fools'."
Zhong Qian looked at the emaciated old man walking in front, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Old cook, are all the mysterious stories about you in your hometown true?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said, "The moon in the water, the flowers in the mist, floating things, the boat in the sea of suffering, the poor people, floating around without freedom, what are the real and fake ones?"
Zhong Qian said: "Old cook, you know that I don't have much education, and I will be blinded if you pull the text."
Zhu Lian said: "Food is the most important thing for the people, and it is enough to know that it is true to reward the Five Zang Temple's midnight snacks."
When they came to Pei Qian and the others, Zhong Qian, who was still holding a bamboo stick in her mouth, lay on the railing and looked into the distance. Instead of throwing away the bamboo stick, she put it in her sleeve.
Zhong Qian had an idea for no reason.
It is truly a blessing to have this mountain in the world.
Pei Qian turned around and asked, "Old cook, don't you want to travel with Xiao Mili and the others?"
Zhu Lian smiled and said: "I have a method of lying down and standing still on two feet to look at the world."
Pei Qian said angrily: "It's more sour than sauerkraut."
The old cook slapped his thigh and ran down the hill. He had to quickly go to the backyard to take a look at the condition of the pickled vegetable jars.
Taoist Xianwei patted his belly gently, burped several times, and walked down the mountain alone.
Regarding whether Brother Zhong will be scolded or beaten by the old cook, whether he will be limping with a bruised nose and face, whether there will be any late-night snacks from today...Zheng Dafengwen carefully and they each have their own bets, and Xianwei will take it from his sleeve.
He took out a few grains of silver, held them in the palms of his closed hands, shook them vigorously, and mumbled about the joy of gambling, and finally joined in the bet.
Outside the mountain, I pass by a river that meanders like a line. From a distance, I can see the green mountains that look like mountains. They blow through the fields and flutter the feathers of birds. I am a guest in this mountain. The breeze flows from the entrance of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
With a burst of fragrance of wild flowers and trees.
Wearing a green Taoist robe, a young Taoist priest walked against the wind and climbed down the stairs, his sleeves swaying like auspicious clouds.
The young Taoist priest stopped, stretched out a finger, and gently held the wooden hairpin in his bun.
Throughout the human world, countless green mountains seemed to have appeared and swayed. Following the supported wooden hairpin, they were about to follow the earth and return to their normal positions.