Chapter 252 The mud bodhisattva crosses the river with his sword
(11,000 word chapter.)
After paying money at the west gate of Old Dragon City and entering the city, they walked through what can be described as a long city cave. Sun Jiashu took Chen Ping'an to a large carriage. At first glance, except that the vehicle was larger and the horses pulling the carriage were more docile, they couldn't see anything at all.
The carriage driver was an old man with no smiles and no appearance of a wealthy man. When Chen Pingan got into the carriage, he discovered that there was a cave in the carriage. There were four plain white futons on the carriage. The wall facing the carriage curtain was a row of bookcases reaching the top.
, slowing down the books, there is a charming brass incense burner with purple smoke curling up. Chen Pingan and Sun Jiashu sit opposite each other. Chen Pingan is actually a little cautious, for fear of stepping on this spotless little "study". Sun Jiashu
Looking at Chen Ping'an's straw sandals, he smiled and said: "When I was very young, according to family rules, my grandfather started taking me to travel all over the country. Before I was eighteen years old, I changed places almost every year, so I worked as a shop assistant, a fisherman and a woodcutter.
, a rice shop hawker, a government clerk, and so on, there are about ten kinds of trades to make a living. I can actually weave straw sandals, but they are very rough and sloppy, not as solid and fine as the pair under your feet."
Sun Jiashu sat cross-legged on the futon. He didn't have any lazy posture, but he still felt very leisurely and calm. He smiled and asked: "Chen Pingan, do you know what farm work I was most afraid of doing back then?"
Chen Ping'an is not a god who can pinch and calculate, nor is he a roundworm in Sun Jiashu's belly. Of course he can't guess it. What's more, Sun Jiashu is a very strange person. Although the two have not met for a long time, their impression of him becomes blurry the more they get along.
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Sun Jiashu smiled and said: "It's about picking mulberry leaves. I finally picked a basket full of mulberry leaves. My grandfather stretched out his hand and pressed the basket lightly, and it turned into a half basket. If it was full and pressed again, I would have to pick it for half a day.
, can make people feel desperate. And every time I go up the mountain, there will always be tiny wounds cut by the barbs of vegetation. When the sun shines and sweat comes out, I feel burning pain. On the contrary, when I plant rice in the fields, it is attracted by leeches.
The bite is actually interesting. Grandpa likes to smoke dry cigarettes, and they will fall off if you burn them."
Chen Pingan was convinced and said: "In our hometown, it is very troublesome to be bitten by leeches in the paddy fields. Because I can't bear the salt and vinegar, I have to spend a long time fighting with those annoying leeches, and in the end there is blood on my legs.
DC, fortunately, there is a kind of grass called 'green lady' in our local dialect next to the field. If you put the blade of grass on the wound, it will stop the bleeding quickly. I haven't seen it since I left my hometown."
Sun Jiashu smiled and nodded, "Really poor people are born in poor families and are more able to endure hardships. Of course, a rich young man like me can't compare with you. No matter how hard you endure, it's hard to compare with you. In the beginning, I and I
Grandpa went on a long trip, and he would cry and cry every now and then, shouting that he wanted to go home. Looking back now, if I bring a grandson like me in the future, I will definitely not have the temper and patience that grandpa had back then."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "One day, maybe you will be different, maybe you will have a better temper."
Sun Jiashu was slightly surprised, then nodded and said: "It's really possible."
A man who was sitting on the entire street outside Old Dragon City, and a young man who he said had missed an Old Dragon City were chatting about these rustic trivial matters, and both of them felt that it was perfectly natural and not awkward at all.
The carriage drove smoothly, and although purple smoke kept rising from the incense burner, the interior of the carriage did not become smoky, but there was a fresh smell of spring breeze and green grass.
Chen Ping'an said: "You manage such a big family business and you come here to pick me up. How much money will you lose? In fact, you can let others come."
Sun Jiashu shook his head and said: "How to make money is one thing. Every penny has to be counted. Even a copper coin needs to be calculated clearly with others. But how to spend the money depends on everyone's habits. Like me, I am really working hard to make money all year round.
What are you trying to do? Just so that you don’t have to be too stingy about making friends and worry about money."
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "It makes sense!"
I wish I could take out the remaining small bamboo slips in my square inch object and quickly carve Sun Jiashu's principle on them.
When you really have money, if someone says that you are a bad person, you will use Sun Jiashu's words to refute them.
We had a great conversation along the way. Sun Jiashu told many anecdotes and embarrassing things about his travels. Chen Pingan has always been a good listener, and from the conversation, Sun Jiashu's originally vague impression gradually became clear. He was a very "
"Peaceful"...rich people!
It's not a big deal that I, Sun Jiashu, am so rich, but I don't have to deliberately play tricks on others, deliberately lower my worth, and get along with people whom Sun Jiashu considers to be friends. From the inside out, I can truly be on an equal footing.
Chen Pingan feels that this is what a truly wealthy person should look like.
The carriage came to a rural place. There was a yellow mud road under the horses' hooves, so the carriage was bumpy and bumpy. Sun Jiashu saw that Chen Ping'an was a little strange. He smiled and lifted the curtain. Outside the carriage window, there were large clumps of reeds and lush greenery.
, as the carriage moved forward, there were actually golden rapeseed flowers, which were pleasing to the eye. Logically speaking, the flowering period of the rapeseed flowers had already passed. Chen Pingan only thought that the soil and water in Old Dragon City were different from his hometown.
Sun Jiashu explained: "This is the ancestral land where my ancestors of the Sun family made their fortune. Later generations have tried their best to maintain the original appearance, fearing that the feng shui ancestral shadow will be ruined, but also to cherish the memory of their ancestors. The Sun family entertains distinguished guests, gods on the mountain, emperors and generals,
They are all placed in the Sun Mansion in the inner city. It is a very wealthy place, no worse than the old Long Mansion of the Fu family. But if you are entertaining real friends, you are still willing to come here. More than ten miles away, there is the ancestral home of the Sun family, occupying an area of
It’s not big, it has three entrances to the courtyard, and the house is close to the water, facing a river where you can fish. I hope you will like it.”
Chen Pingan smiled brightly and said: "I like it, how could I not like it."
Sun Jiashu smiled and asked, "How about we get off the car and walk?"
Of course Chen Pingan had no objection, so the two got out of the car and walked to the Sun family's ancestral home. Sun Jiashu also talked about the general situation of this ancestral land. He said in an understatement, "It's all our Sun family's within a hundred miles. There are six villages."
, there are about two thousand households, raising silkworms and growing tea, and Sun bought all the products at a price slightly higher than the market price. The villagers' income is acceptable, and they can live and work here in peace and contentment." This made Chen Ping'an truly understand the old Longcheng.
The size of the family, and the generosity of the Sun family.
When the outline of the Sun family's ancestral home could already be seen, Chen Ping'an asked: "Is there a cross-continental ferry to Daoxuan Mountain in Old Dragon City?"
Sun Jiashu nodded and said: "Yes, Old Dragon City is actually the largest trade hub in Aquarius Continent. You can go wherever you can to make money. But if you want to go to the Sword Qi Great Wall to make money through Hanging Mountain, not everyone has this ability.
, even for the five major surnames including Laolongcheng’s Fu family and Sun family, this transaction must be done carefully and all aspects must be taken care of.”
Speaking of this, Sun Jiashu felt a little emotional and said slowly: "Over the past thousands of years, not to mention the Fu family, the city lord, all the five major surnames in Old Dragon City, except Sun, have been changed several times. The ones who were planted on the side of Daoxuan Mountain accounted for
Most of the time, the Sun family was almost ruined several times, which was also related to the Sword Qi Great Wall. Now there are only six ferries in Old Dragon City that can go to Daoxuan Mountain, and the Fu family has two, and the six ferries are all very big.
, it can carry at least more than 2,000 people at a time. The Fu family ferry is a floating mountain built by a treasure-eating whale and a Mohist giant. It is known as the "little upside down". It has pavilions, towers and jade houses on it, and the scenery is very good.
, is the first choice ferry for the gods on the mountain. Almost every time there are many big monks in the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul Realm. Our Sun family’s ferry is a mountain turtle captured and tamed by our ancestors. The back of the turtle shell is as big as a mountain peak and can accommodate two guests.
Fourteen hundred people, and of course more goods, a trip to Daixuanshan. The real money earned is definitely not the small fee for guests to take the ferry, but the various supplies and specialties from Aquarius and Juluzhou, as long as they can be delivered
Hanging Mountain upside down is a huge profit, but the journey is long, there are many accidents, and the ferry will cause heavy casualties, so it is not impossible to lose all the money. Therefore, Qi practitioners choose the appropriate ferry according to the year, season and hexagram, which is already a big skill.
knowledge."
At the end, Sun Jiashu said with a hint of self-deprecation, "I forgot to tell you that the Fu family of Old Longcheng and our five major surnames are all business disciples of hundreds of families, and the eldest family members of each family are enshrined in the ancestral hall."
The ancestors are not the same as the Confucian saints in the Confucian Temple. It’s just that even now, the businessmen are not well-educated. I heard that in the earliest days, there was a Confucian saint who was finally worthy of the Confucian Temple and was ranked very high.
I said that dog meat is not allowed on the table, but in fact I am talking about our businessmen. This kind of evaluation is quite polite. What kind of businessmen are cheap, at the bottom of a hundred families, and smell like copper? Businessmen must have no heart of benevolence and righteousness. In the declining world, businessmen have made great achievements. These
The scolding was even more severe. Therefore, there are many merchants in the nine continents of the world, but they will never be promoted by any dynasty as the mainstream."
Chen Ping'an could only listen to these inner stories that related to the cultural purposes of various schools of thought, and did not dare to make random comments or make hasty conclusions.
When they arrived at the small Sun family's ancestral house, there were no beautiful maids, but only a dozen old men and women who looked after the house. Sun Jiashu invited Chen Ping'an to have a meal, which was neither dragon liver and phoenix marrow nor simple food.
It is seasonal vegetables, fish, shrimp, chicken and duck from near the house. It is very delicious. The only hard dish is probably a soup with several seafood ingredients. Chen Ping'an is used to eating river seafood and is not used to it. Sun Jiashu does not persuade him to eat more.
, anyway, Chen Ping'an just picks up the food with his chopsticks according to his own preference.
After dinner, the two of them took a walk by the river outside the house. Chen Pingan asked: "Master Sun, do you know about a place called Chenchen Pharmacy in Laolong City?"
Sun Jiashu thought for a while, "I haven't heard of it before, but I can help you find it soon."
Chen Pingan thanked him.
Sun Jiashu smiled and waved his hand, indicating that Chen Pingan did not need to be so polite. He bent down and picked up a flat stone, threw it sideways, and floated it all the way to the other side.
On the other side is the rapeseed field, which spreads all the way out, and everything in the field of vision is golden.
Chen Ping'an had already put the package in the room where he lived, and fastened the sword gourd on his waist again. Of course, he still carried the sword box on his back. He took off the "ginger pot" and took a sip of wine. The river flowed slowly, like a peaceful and peaceful person.
old man.
Sun Jiashu stopped and said: "I have roughly calculated that there are only three ferries left to go to Daoxuan Mountain in the near future. The remaining three have not yet returned. One is our Sun family's mountain turtle, and the other is the Fu family's swallow."
The Treasure Whale, and the Fan family's Osmanthus Island. From a safety perspective, I suggest you take the Treasure Whale, because in the past ten years, the cross-continental channel to Hanging Mountain has had a harsh climate, and the mountain turtles are not as good as the Treasure Whale, or even the Treasure Whale.
It is not as good as Osmanthus Island, which is made of islands. After all, no matter how good-tempered the mountain turtle is, it is still a living creature of flesh and blood. The crash of the Dajiu Mountain Kun boat in the middle of Aquarius Continent is an example. And the treasure-eating whale can swim far in the deep sea.
, the most stable one, and that waterway is a familiar route that the Fu family has opened up for many years. I have long been familiar with how to avoid those big monsters in the water. If you are thinking about saving money and comfort, it must be my mountain turtle. You can stay here
Up there, I dare not say how to enjoy the blessings. After all, you have enough food and clothing, and you don’t have to worry about anything..."
Chen Pingan hesitated for a long time and then said, "It's either the Mountain Turtle or Osmanthus Island. I will never take the treasure-eating whale."
Sun Jiashu was surprised and asked: "Why?"
Chen Ping'an felt a little embarrassed, "In my hometown of Lizhu Cave, I almost killed Fu Nanhua, the young lord of Old Dragon City. How could I dare to take his family's ferry?"
Sun Jiashu couldn't help but put his hand on Chen Pingan's shoulder and slapped him hard, "Chen Pingan! I have seen many heroes, but there are not many who are as brave as you!"
Chen Ping'an sighed, because from Sun Jiashu's tone, he knew Fu Nanhua was really hard to mess with.
Sun Jiashu endured it for a long time, but still couldn't help laughing, "Although there is more than one young city lord of the old Dragon City, there are also several younger brothers from the Fu family who are expected to inherit the old ancestral dragon robe, but everyone knows that Fu
Nanhua is the most respected by the city lord Fu Qi. One of the ancestors of the Fu family who holds a semi-immortal weapon is Fu Nanhua's preacher. However, he has been in seclusion in recent years and is rumored to be sprinting to the fifth realm. Therefore, Fu Nanhua is the most popular.
You may become the next city lord. Chen Ping'an, you can do it. If word of this gets out, I guarantee that you will become famous in half of the continent within a month."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "It's better not to lose this kind of reputation."
Sun Jiashu smiled more and more cheerfully, "Although I have had a lot of dealings with Fu Nanhua, we are not even simple fair-weather friends. Of course, Fu Nanhua and Liu Baqiao are still far behind. When I heard the truth today, I just wanted to
Laugh, it seems that I am too unkind. So Chen Pingan, you should take it easy and be friends with people like me. Don’t be too close to each other for the time being, and be sure to be around more."
As a result, Chen Ping'an said, "Actually, I'm not very familiar with Liu Baqiao. We've only met twice in total."
Sun Jiashu was a little aggrieved, "Then Liu Baqiao said in the letter that you felt like you had been through life and death a hundred times. What's going on? The letter praised you as the best in the world, and even threatened that if I dare not do it myself
If I treat you warmly, he will break off all relations with me and spread my nickname throughout Aquarius Continent."
Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "Your nickname is grandson?"
Sun Jiashu put his hand on his forehead and said with a wry smile: "Can you guess this?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Although I have only met him twice, I know Liu Baqiao's temper. He is the most dishonest."
Sun Jiashu sighed and said: "The relationship between me and Fu Nanhua is nothing more than the end of a white head like new. You and Liu Baqiao feel like old friends at first sight."
The coachman appeared in the distance. Sun Jiashu looked back and said to Chen Ping'an: "I have to go to the Sun Mansion in the inner city to meet a guest right away. I have made an appointment. Regarding the matter at Chenchen Pharmacy, we can do it before dark at the latest.
Someone will tell you. And since you have a mortal feud with Fu Nanhua, whenever you go out in the near future, you must have someone say hello to me first, and I will let someone arrange the itinerary. In this way, the ferry boat travels far away, and the Fu family
You can rule out the treasure-eating whale first. You might as well take my mountain turtle to Daoxuan Mountain and set off on time in twenty days. During this period, you can live here in my ancestral home. If you want anything, just ask Laolong
If you have it in the city, I can help you deliver it. Don't feel embarrassed. Before you speak, you can keep telling yourself, 'That grandson is very rich. Being friends means sharing blessings and hardships. First of all,
Enjoy the blessings, fight side by side in the future, and then suffer the hardships, this is not a loss."
"Okay, I won't be polite to you anymore."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, blinking, "Is this what Liu Baqiao said?"
Sun Jiashu raised his thumb and said, "No wonder Liu Baqiao shamelessly wants to be your friend. You understand him!"
Sun Jiashu said goodbye and left, followed the old coachman Chen Ping'an couldn't tell, and walked further and further away, taking a carriage to the inner city of Old Dragon City.
So Chen Pingan, who was alone, began to practice six-step walking along the river.
The calm river, the vast fields of rapeseed flowers, and the ordinary dirt roads. If it weren't for a stone arch bridge and a Ruan family sword shop, Chen Ping'an would almost think he was in his hometown.
Chen Pingan practiced boxing and walked for more than ten miles. Beyond that was a small village built along the river. There were roosters crowing, dogs barking, and smoke curling from cooking stoves. Chen Pingan stopped practicing boxing and looked around. There was a building across the river next to him.
The small wooden bridge, at this moment, he felt as if he was in another world for no reason.
Chen Ping'an was about to turn around and walk back to the Sun family's ancestral home when he found a group of plainly dressed children walking out of the rapeseed field on the far side of the other bank. Most of them were young people attending private schools, and some were younger and hung up.
Snot was even more behind. There were two older boys, holding wooden swords and bamboo swords that must have been cut by the elders of the family. The style was simple, and it was just a rough embryo of a sword. The two seemed to be competing in swordsmanship, and they walked in succession.
On the ridge of the field, the rape flowers were hacked and shouted, and they were full of momentum.
The poor rapeseed flowers in the field were cut to pieces by the two children. Soon a young child behind him burst into tears. It turned out that he was quite happy at first, and then he realized that this rapeseed field belonged to his family.
If my parents find out, my butt will be blown when I get home?
But he didn't dare to stop the two older "swordsmen", so he cried heartbrokenly. Fortunately, one of the swordsmen soon realized that something was wrong and took out a piece of homemade frozen rice candy.
, and gave the child a few more instructions. The young child, whose face was full of snot and tears, immediately burst into laughter and followed the two swordsmen swaggeringly, watching them swish out their swords, which was so awesome. He thought that he would wait until he was older.
Some, when they have the strength, ask their father who is a carpenter for a sword and chop down all the rapeseed flowers. How majestic would that be? The neighbor’s little Cuihua girl, can she just like to follow the villagers?
The little scholar is playing? Then he will definitely be clinging to himself every day.
Chen Ping'an looked very happy.
Isn't this what he was like when he was a child? Liu Xianyang loved to do such disgusting things back then. Not only did he use a wooden sword to chop rape flowers, he also liked to knock down the high and low fields and hit the ducks in the river with stones.
, he was scolded by women every day and beaten by others. Later, he and Chen Pingan both became kiln workers. Liu Xianyang did less and found it boring. He liked to run into the mountains and catch snakes and pheasants. But Chen Pingan was behind the scenes.
There is an extra Gu Can, who brings Liu Xianyang's abilities to full play, but compared to Liu Xianyang's generous deeds of bad deeds, the young slug Gu Can is much more alert and is almost never discovered by anyone. Both Chen Ping'an and Chen Ping'an
Everyone admires his perseverance and his precocious cunning that belies his age.
Under the bright sun, Gu Can could wait for most of the day with his butt sticking out just to catch an eel.
Every time it’s time for dinner in Mud Ping Alley, Gu Can’s mother’s shouts at the top of her lungs will be heard.
Chen Pingan squatted by the river and threw stones into the water.
The children came in large numbers from the single-plank bridge, one head after another, like a long string of candied haws.
Seeing the unfamiliar face of Chen Pingan, the children were not afraid. They just looked at it a few more times and then walked towards the village not far away. However, a child holding a bamboo sword turned back three times with every step, his eyes always on Chen Pingan's back.
On the sword box, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, turned around and ran to Chen Ping'an's side, and asked in a straight and elegant Baopingzhou Yayan: "Are you a swordsman?"
Chen Pingan stood up, clapped his hands, and asked with a smile: "You too?"
The child rolled his eyes, feeling that this question was too childish, and said angrily: "I'm still short of a unique secret book."
Chen Pingan held back his smile, nodded and said, "Me too."
The child looked down at the bamboo sword in his hand, then looked up at the hilt in the wooden box behind the guy, and asked, "Can you show me your sword?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No."
The older boy twitched his lips and glanced at the vermilion wine gourd on Chen Ping'an's waist. "You are so stingy. You don't look like a swordsman traveling around the world at all. I think your wine bottle is definitely not filled with wine, but
It’s just water, and it’s just pretending to be deceptive.”
Chen Pingan asked: "Then have you ever seen a real swordsman?"
The child nodded vigorously.
A little girl with a red face behind said timidly: "We have only been to a market dozens of miles away, and we haven't seen any swordsmen."
Soon a sincere child echoed: "Mr. Xueshu told us about some poems about swordsmen. There are some very expensive little books sold in the market. Many heroes are drawn on them, among which swordsmen are the most powerful.
All the bad guys can't beat them."
The child who admitted that he had seen a real swordsman turned around and glared, and the two children behind him immediately shut up.
Another older child holding a wooden sword looked at Chen Ping'an and asked, "How good is your swordsmanship?"
This question really stumped Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to say: "I have seen very powerful swordsmen with my own eyes, and they are not the ones drawn in your villain books."
The bamboo sword boy sneered.
The straightforward kid holding a wooden sword was half convinced and asked: "Then have you learned swordsmanship from those heroes? If you can show off your swordsmanship, I will believe that you are a real swordsman. If possible, come to
When will you accept me as your apprentice? I want to learn swordsmanship from you, not the kind of chopping rape flowers. For example, if you can cut off the bridge in our village with one strike of your sword, I can learn from you now!"
Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing.
With your own swordsmanship, you still want to learn from me?
Chen Ping'an didn't know that the Sun family's ancestral home, with its hundreds of miles of local customs, was a famous paradise in Old Dragon City. Although the people who lived here for generations were mostly ordinary villagers with simple temperaments, there were also many masters secretly
Sit in charge and help the Sun family keep an eye on the feng shui of this ancestral home and prevent it from being damaged by outsiders. However, the mountains and the lower mountains seem to be completely different, but in fact there are some situations that the gods did not know before. Except for the two old people in the Sun family's ancestral home,
There is also a woodcutter who lives in seclusion in a thatch on the mountain, and an old man who spreads his branches here and has many descendants. They are both real great monks, with three golden elixirs and one Yuanying.
The ancestors of Zhi also came here to seek refuge and live in seclusion. Of course, there were also some people who were hired by the Sun family with large sums of money. The wealth was so impressive that it was inevitable for gods to do so. After all, the money collected every year was Grain Rain money.
Four great qi practitioners gathered in front of the woodcutter's hut at this moment. Because he was one of the formation eyes, the woodcutter, who looked like a young and strong man, waved his hand casually. The mountains, wind, water and mist filled the air, converging into a picture, and everyone's eyes were always following that.
A young man with a sword on his back practiced boxing along the river. The four of them began to bet on this person's level. Some people said that since he was Sun Jiashu's friend and a talented swordsman, and his boxing intention was just a disguise, he must be a young man.
Someone who is a Dongfu realm swordsman refutes that he may not be in the middle five realms. The other two are arguing about whether the young man is in the fourth realm or the fifth realm of martial arts. One of them said that the young man is in the fourth realm with an excellent foundation, not an ordinary one.
In the fifth realm of martial arts, the young man must not only have excellent talents, but also must have been helped by experts since he was a child. He is the child of a top rich man who has been soaked in medicine jars. He may be from a thousand-year-old family in a rich and powerful country.
Although the four gods each had different opinions and fought with each other red-faced, they were actually enjoying themselves.
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In the small medicine shop in the inner city, the not-so-serious man squatted on the bench and came to the alley entrance again, but today he did not bring melon seeds, but a miscellaneous book bought by an unknown woman in the shop, with many false words written on it.
Ba Nao's stories are mostly about the deeds and teachings of Confucian and Taoist saints. They are written with the principle that one's feet are thousands of miles away from the ground. How could a man read this in the past? He just squatted in the alley for so long, and he never stopped.
No woman is willing to strike up a conversation with him, which makes the man think that it may be because he lacks bookishness. He takes a book in his hand and flips through it, maybe he will find something unexpected.
In the hot summer, women wear much cooler clothes. The man sits in the shade of a small tree, pretending to read a book. In fact, the corner of his eye is like sweat sticking to the woman's face and figure. One of the mature women with a voluptuous figure looks at
The man's soul was taken away, and he silently said that his butt was wider than his shoulders, and he was as happy as a god.
It's a pity that the man found himself using a book as a scholar, and no woman was willing to look at him.
Except for a certain woman, here comes again, with a bucket waist, a pockmarked face, and a face bigger than the man’s butt. The man looked sad and finally started to read the book seriously. The young woman who lives nearby walked back and forth several times, her waist
The limbs were not twisting, but swinging, and the man kept pretending to be blind. Later, the woman couldn't bear the scorching sun, so she glanced at her beloved lover longingly, and then went home contentedly.
The man flipped through the book very quickly, and finally stopped at a page. It recorded that a great Taoist sage with "Zi" as the suffix told a story about the "Void Boat" to explain the principles of Taoism. It was said that someone
I was riding a small boat in the river, and a small boat came towards me. The man yelled three times to remind me, but he still bumped into me. The man yelled and cursed. Finally, I realized that there was no one in the boat, so he burst out laughing.
At the end, of course, there will be some wise words from a saint that will be passed down to future generations. The saint said, "To go alone and come alone is said to be unique. A person who is unique is said to be most noble."
The sage also said: "Only a perfect person can live in this world as if he were wandering in space, without avoiding others."
The man didn't think this was nonsense, and he could even understand its true meaning, but even understanding these big and unreasonable truths was of no benefit to him.
Because he and that Taoist saint are not the same Taoist.
Even if it was the teacher's school, he secretly attended it many times, and he still understood all the principles. Even if it was some difficult and obscure points, he had some insights, but it was of no use to his own cultivation.
But the thing that he didn't understand the most was his senior brother who was also practicing in a small place. That guy did vulgar things like a villager all day long, but he was able to rise all the way up and even went to the Great Sui Palace. Now that guy has even become a
He is a martial artist in the tenth realm. He likes to scold his master all year round, and he often says that his senior brother has a good understanding.
It's not that he would hate his master or his senior brother because of this, he just couldn't figure it out, so he had been living a useless life for so many years. He didn't even have the heart to prove it to his master, so he became more and more frustrated.
Until the master drove him from the small town in the north to this old Dragon City.
He has no complaints.
He was just worried that the old man would be left alone in the small town. If Li Er left, there would be no one to praise him, and if he left, there would be no one to scold him. How boring would it be for an old man who smoked cigarettes all day long?
He is a pure martial artist who has reached the peak of the Eighth Realm early on. He guards a small medicine shop all day long, talking dirty words and teasing those long-legged women.
The master who rarely spoke a word to me finally managed to say a little more, but he said the final words, "Zheng Dafeng, don't expect to reach the ninth level of martial arts in this life."
The man closed the book and fanned it vigorously by his ears.
Then his face darkened, he skillfully picked up the stool and ran back to the alley drug store.
The girl who dared to covet his beauty refused to give up. She went home and changed into a fancy dress, and started wandering around in the street again.
Returning to the drug store in fear, the man slumped on the shopkeeper's chair. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He raised his buttocks and wiped it. Wow, a beauty had secretly sat on it. The chair was still warm. He couldn't waste it. He wiped it quickly.
rub.
A young girl had a resentful look in her eyes. She reluctantly took out a few copper coins and threw them into the palm of a woman's hand. Then she glared at the shopkeeper.
The man knew it in his heart and laughed. The ladies were betting on themselves to see if they could detect the beauty's body temperature wisely. They were really naughty.
Someone came to visit. He was a handsome young man. From the way he was dressed, he could tell that he was from a wealthy family. But how rich he was? The woman in the drug shop was born in the market. Her eye sockets were shallow, so it was hard to tell. But the man liked it.
When it comes to beauty, women like to see handsome men. What’s wrong with that?
The people in the shop were all in high spirits, and the man suddenly became listless and said feebly: "Young man from the Fan family, what are you going to do again?"
Facing the slovenly man, the young man looked a little cautious, then endured the discomfort in his heart, held a small stool with his fingers, sat next to the man, and said softly: "Mr. Zheng, my father asked me to ask, when
Can you formally teach me boxing skills?"
The man said perfunctorily: "Young man Fan, the three realms are broken and the four realms are broken. You can't be in a hurry."
The young man had a sad face, but he did not dare to urge Mr. Zheng.
The man thought that he had only taught the boy a little bit from beginning to end. It was really worthless. It was not as valuable as this inner city drug store. A martial artist at the fifth or sixth level could teach him.
The man couldn't bear it. He lowered his voice and said seriously: "A pure martial artist is no better than a Qi practitioner. The latter likes to travel a thousand miles at a time and has terrifying talent. It's okay to break through a realm in a day. But a martial artist cannot do that. No matter how good the qualifications are, they can't."
You have to be down-to-earth and climb the mountain step by step. Even sometimes, when you can clearly break through, you have to press hard. You have to peel off the impurities in the body and the flaws in the soul bit by bit and repair them bit by bit. I want your father to help you do what you are doing now.
The ointment you brewed and the hot spring you created are all practices, and they are the practices you need most at the moment, rather than rushing to the Qi Refining Realm."
The man finally smiled and said: "Okay, why did your father ask you to come? It's because you are in a hurry."
The young man who was well-dressed and well-fed in the old Dragon City was sullen and ashamed.
It is really difficult to advance from the third level of martial arts to the fourth level.
That's why he is called the Clay Bodhisattva Crossing the River. It almost all depends on his own talent. Even the martial arts masters of the Seventh Realm can't give guidance. The great masters of the Eighth Realm's Far Traveling Realm may teach a shortcut, but generally speaking, the training of the Eighth Realm
Spirit warriors are easy to find, but how many warriors in the Eighth Realm can be found in such a large Aquarius Continent? There are only a handful of them! And almost all of them are nobles who have been tried hard to win over and respect by the great dynasty. It is said that this also involves the illusory martial arts of a country.
How could luck fall on Old Longcheng? Even if it did, the Fu family and the Sun family were richer than his family, so it would definitely not be the Fan family's turn.
The man patted his chest and promised: "Boy Fan, wait a little longer. As long as you reach the real bottleneck of the three realms, I will take action and I won't let your Fan family's money go to waste. By then, it will be difficult for you, kid, to break through.
"
The young man came to the shop full of sorrow and left the alley feeling refreshed.
Ancestors from the Golden Core Realm were secretly following and escorting them all the way.
You must know that an Osmanthus Island ferry boat has been assigned to the boy's name on the day he was born. Just waiting for the day when he is crowned, he can use the astonishing wealth that has skyrocketed every year.
As soon as the young man left, the women started chattering again, asking about the young man's family background. The man stretched out a palm and made a pinching motion. His eyes passed over their chests and said coquettishly: "It's the old rules of the drug store.
If any of you are willing to spend money, I will tell her the name of the boy, where he lives, and whether he likes plump ones or petite ones..."
None of the women took the bait.
The man said regretfully: "I can't bear to let go of that little lover who I can't trap. I really feel sorry for you."
The women had already dispersed, whispering in small groups and whispering about the young man.
The man slumped back on the chair comfortably and said to himself: "I, Zheng Dafeng, have a good relationship with women, which is as good as that of a young man named Chen in his early years. It's a brother in distress, a brother in trouble, a brother in trouble..."
This medicine shop owner named Zheng Dafeng came from Lizhu Cave. He was once responsible for guarding the door and collecting a bag of gold and copper coins from people.
Not long ago, his master sent him a letter, asking him to prepare to help Chen Pingan break up the four "Zhen Qi Ba Liang Talisman".
But at the end of the secret letter, he also said that if Chen Ping'an could break through the situation on his own, he would ask Zheng Dafeng to ensure that the boy had a smooth life in Old Dragon City.
Zheng Dafeng turned to look at the alley outside the shop and murmured: "The boy from the Fan family, who is a martial arts genius in the eyes of the world, can only put up a few Zhenqi half-catty charms at most? Otherwise, his body will not be able to bear it. That
Chen Ping'an, I haven't seen him for a few days, and he's already so aggressive? Even if he's practicing boxing, how many years has it been since Chen Ping'an learned the breath-taking technique?"
The man laughed at himself and said: "Master, you really didn't accuse me wrongly. It is indeed my senior brother who is more understanding. I was very unfavorable to Chen Ping'an at the time."
Suddenly, a girl was full of anger and screamed at the man: "Shopkeeper Zheng! Where is my book? Give it back to me!"
Zheng Dafeng coughed, took out the book from his arms and put it on the counter.
The girl's face turned red, "There's more!"
Zheng Dafeng angrily took out another piece of women's intimate clothing from his arms, wrapped it into a ball in his hand, and placed it gently next to the book. He explained with a guilty conscience: "You put the package so openly and openly, and a corner of the book was exposed.
I was a little curious. After taking the book, I found that the clothes were a little dirty, so I kindly thought of helping you clean them..."
The pink-cheeked girl quickly put away her obscene clothes, then grabbed the book, slapped it on the man's face, and shouted angrily: "Big pervert! Stinky gangster!"
The man held the book and said seriously: "You misunderstood that I am not a gentleman. Even if I suffer this humiliation, because you are good-looking, I can forgive you, but if your dirty clothes are dirty, I will help you clean them with kindness. You can't help me."
You must not let it down."
There was loud laughter in the drug store, mixed with the women's laughter and curses, and the girls' complaints.
Zheng Dafeng held the back of his head with both hands, narrowed his eyes and smiled.
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On the outer side of Laolong City, the paradise of the Sun family was sheltered, near the wooden bridge near the village.
The four mountain gods have already removed the landscape formation. After all, it is not interesting to see a foreign boy bickering with a group of country children.
As for whether the sword-carrying boy is a swordsman with a good disguise, or a pure martial artist in the body-refining realm, the four of them still did not argue and came up with a convincing result. But after all, the four of them are experienced monks, Lao Longcheng
It is the most mixed area in Aquarius Continent. Many capable people and strangers from the three continents in the east will pass through this place. Most of them are willing to be honored and become guests of the Fu family and the five major surnames, and receive a small or medium-sized relationship.
, so the four Qi practitioners, who were already highly skilled in their own cultivation, could not talk about how they were astonished by the young man.
But without exception, they all believed that the guest that Sun Jiashu brought to his ancestral home, whether he was a Qi practitioner or a pure martial artist, must be a very tacky young genius. Maybe the next time he comes here, the young man may have become
The middle-aged people who have formed a golden elixir will be like our generation. Or if they reach the seventh realm, they are expected to be able to fight against the will of heaven with their warrior bodies and travel far away in the wind. At that time, the four of them need to show up to greet them.
A distinguished guest, not just a friend of Sun Jiashu.
By the river, the children, led by two young swordsmen, began to encourage Chen Pingan to show off his swordsmanship to prove that he was a swordsman who traveled around the world, rather than a charlatan who pretended to be a hero by hanging a wine gourd.
At first, Chen Pingan just missed his childhood, joking with these children and amusing them.
Later, I discovered that although the child was young and innocent, he had never seen the real old Longcheng, let alone the martial arts and swordsmen.
But some of their feelings are real. For example, the bamboo sword kid, although he is full of sarcasm, looks deep into Chen Ping'an's eyes with a hint of hope, hoping that he will be the villain in the book.
A master of martial arts who can defeat evildoers with his sword skills.
The boy with a wooden sword was so eager to learn from a master that he even thought about kowtowing and burning incense, just waiting for the "adult" in his eyes who was carrying the sword to draw the sword out of its sheath.
The other children also opened their eyes wide, waiting for Chen Pingan to show off his skills so that he could brag to his parents when they went home for dinner.
Chen Pingan scratched his head, "Then I show my hand?"
All the children pecked at the rice neatly. The young man with a wooden sword did not forget to use provocation to complain: "Mother, mother-in-law, you are so unhappy. I see that you are a liar. Are you afraid that your secret will be revealed?"
Chen Pingan laughed loudly and was about to subconsciously reach out to pick off the sword gourd. After thinking about it, he took his hand back and stopped drinking.
He turned his head and looked at the other bank. The river was four feet wide.
Chen Pingan turned around and faced the river bank, "You guys have to watch."
The children couldn't take their eyes away, wondering what this guy was going to do.
Chen Pingan jumped on the spot twice and shook his legs.
When the three realms break through the four realms, it is said that the clay Bodhisattva crosses the river.
Chen Pingan had completely forgotten about this incident.
Chen Pingan slowly raised his arm and reminded again: "Are you sure?"
The children nodded in unison.
Chen Pingan reached around his shoulder and grasped the locust wood sword in the wooden box.
He instantly drew his sword and threw it towards the other side of the river. Using his skill as a martial artist, the locust wood sword spun around in the air and turned into a sword pointed straight at the other side. It flew straight away, but not very fast.
"Let's go!"
Chen Pingan laughed loudly, pointed his toes, and swept away, stepping on the wooden sword with his feet one after another.
It was a little wobbly at first, but after he regained his balance, the young man crossed the river as if he was riding a flying sword against the wind.
Wow!
He is truly a magical swordsman, not a liar.
The children were all stunned with envy and admiration on their faces.
Chen Ping'an, who was finally crossing the river with his sword, moved sideways and landed on a small field ridge on the other side of the river before the locust sword. Then he caught the falling locust sword.
He stood among the golden rapeseed flowers, and near his hands and feet, wisps of invisible Qi were shattering and floating away.
Chen Pingan was shocked. At first he was no less stunned than the children, then he turned to the children and pointed a thumb at himself, smiling: "My name is Chen Pingan, and I am a swordsman!"
Chen Pingan threw the locust wood sword in the direction of Sun's ancestral home. This time, he threw the locust wood sword with great force, so the wooden sword flew away quickly. Chen Pingan got up again to catch up. This time, he stepped on the sword to control the wind. He was already very familiar with it.
.
I finally have the charm of a young swordsman.
One person and one sword, cross the river again.
Chen Pingan stepped on the sword, crossed his arms across his chest, closed his eyes, raised his head high, and silently felt some kind of wonderful flow between heaven and earth.
Facing the breeze, Chen Ping'an looked relaxed. It turned out that he had already crossed the river with the Clay Bodhisattva, so he was now in the fourth state.