Sword of Coming

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 be seen 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. 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 are sitting opposite each other. Chen Pingan is actually a little reserved, for fear of stepping on this spotless little "study". Sun Jiashu Looking at Chen Pingan's straw sandals, he smiled and said: "When I was very young, according to family rules, my grandfather began to take me to travel around. Before I was eighteen years old, I changed places almost every year, so I worked as a shop assistant, a fisherman and a woodcutter. , rice shop hawker, 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, so of course he can't guess it. What's more, Sun Jiashu is a very strange person. Although the two of them have not met for a long time, their impression of him becomes blurred the more they get along.

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 half a basket. If it was full again and pressed again, I would have to pick again 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 the sweat comes out, it will be burning. On the contrary, when planting rice in the fields, it will be attracted by leeches. The bite is actually interesting, my grandpa likes to smoke dry cigarettes, and they will fall off if you burn them."

Chen Pingan was convinced and said: "In our hometown, being bitten by leeches in the paddy fields is very troublesome. Because I can't bear the salt and vinegar, I have to spend a long time fighting with those annoying leeches. In the end, there is blood on my legs. DC, fortunately, there is a kind of grass next to the field called 'green lady' in our local dialect. 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 suffering. Of course, a rich young man like me can't compare with you. No matter how hard I endure, it's hard to compare with you. At the beginning, I and you When my grandfather went on a long trip, he would 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 my grandfather 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 sitting on the entire street outside Old Dragon City, and a young man who he said missed an Old Dragon City, chatting about these rustic trivial matters, both of them felt that it was 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 had the 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 really work hard to make money all year round. What are you trying to do? Just so that you don’t have to worry about making friends, being too stingy, and worrying about money.”

Chen Pingan suddenly said: "It makes sense!"

I wish I could take out the remaining small bamboo slips in the square inch object and quickly carve Sun Jiashu's truth 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.

They had a great time chatting along the way. Sun Jiashu told many anecdotes and embarrassing things about his travels. Chen Ping'an has always been a good listener, and from the conversation, Sun Jiashu's originally vague impression gradually became clear. He was a very " The "peaceful"...rich man!

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 recognizes as 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 dirt road under the horses' hooves, so the carriage was bumpy and bumpy. Sun Jiashu saw that Chen Pingan was a little strange. He smiled and lifted the carriage 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. They are afraid of damaging the ancestral feng shui, and they also have the intention of remembering 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 place full of gold and jewels, no worse than the Fu family's old Long Mansion. But when entertaining real friends, they are still willing to come here. More than ten miles away is the Sun family's ancestral home, occupying an area of It’s not big, with three entrances to the courtyard. The house is facing the water, and you can fish in it. 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. 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. I just want to make money by going to the Sword Qi Great Wall through Hanging Mountain. Not everyone has this ability. , even for the five major surnames including the Fu family and the Sun family in Laolongcheng, 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 few thousand 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, and it 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, and almost every time there are many big monks in the Golden Core Yuanying realm. And 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 it can accommodate two guests. Fourteen hundred people, of course, more goods, a trip to the upside down mountain, the real money is definitely not the little fee for the 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 boat will cause heavy casualties, so it is not impossible to lose all the money. Therefore, Qi practitioners choose the suitable ferry boat 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 each family's big house is dedicated to them." 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 times, there was a Confucian saint who was finally worthy of the Confucian Temple and was ranked very high. It is said that dog meat is not allowed on the table, but it is actually about our businessmen. This kind of evaluation is quite polite. What kind of businessmen are cheap, the bottom of a hundred families, and smell of copper? Businessmen must have no heart of benevolence and righteousness. Businessmen have made great achievements in the declining world. These The scolding was even harsher. Therefore, there are many merchants in the nine continents of the vast world, but they will never be promoted by any dynasty as the mainstream."

Chen Ping'an could only listen to these inner stories related to the cultural purposes of various schools of thought, and did not dare to make random comments or draw conclusions.

When they arrived at the small ancestral house of the Sun family, there were no beautiful maids, but only a dozen old men and women who looked after the house. Sun Jiashu treated Chen Pingan to a meal. It was neither dragon liver and phoenix marrow, nor a simple meal. 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 Pingan is used to eating river seafood and is not used to it. Sun Jiashu does not advise him to eat more. , anyway, Chen Pingan just picks up the food with his chopsticks according to his own preferences.

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 didn't 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 opposite bank is a field of rapeseed flowers, spreading 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. After taking off the "ginger pot" and taking a sip of wine, the river flowed slowly, like a peaceful and peaceful 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." Treasure Whale, and the Fan family’s Osmanthus Island. From a safety perspective, I recommend you take the Treasure Whale, because in the past ten years, the cross-continental channel to Hanging Mountain has a harsh climate, and the mountain turtles are not as good as the Treasure Whale, and even 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. Stay tuned I don’t dare to say how to enjoy the blessings at the top. 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 was a little embarrassed, "In my hometown of Lizhu Cave, I almost killed Fu Nanhua, the young lord of Old Dragon City. How dare I 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 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 brothers from other houses of 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 Pingan, 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 Ping'an 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 it was 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 also threatened that if I dare not do it myself If I treat you so 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 Pingan 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: "This relationship between me and Fu Nanhua is nothing more than the end of a white head as new as 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. The matter about Chenchen Pharmacy will be settled 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 Old Long 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 Ping'an smiled and nodded, blinking, "Did Liu Baqiao say this?"

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, following the old coachman whom Chen Ping'an couldn't tell, gradually drifted away, and took 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 Pingan would almost think that he was in his hometown.

Chen Pingan practiced boxing and walked for more than ten miles. Further ahead 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. There were also some younger ones with hanging The snot is even further 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 was just a rough embryo of a sword. The two seemed to be competing in swordsmanship. They walked on the field ridge one after another, facing each other. The rapeseed flowers are chopped and chopped, and there are shouts and shouts, which is full of momentum.

The poor rapeseed flowers in the field were chopped 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, will my butt blossom 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 frozen rice candy baked by himself. , and after a few words of instruction to the child, the 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 extremely powerful. I thought that when I was older and had strength, I would ask my carpenter father for a sword and chop down all the rape flowers. How majestic would that be? Can the little Cuihua girl from the neighbor's house only like to play with the little scholar at the back of the village? Then I will definitely stick to myself every day.

Chen Ping'an looked very happy.

Isn't this what it was like when I was a child? Liu Xianyang loved to do such disgusting things back then. He not only used a wooden sword to chop rape flowers, but also liked to knock down high and low field ridges, hit ducks in the river with stones, and was scolded by women every day. After being chased and beaten, he and Chen Pingan later became kiln workers. Liu Xianyang did less and found it boring. He liked to run into the mountains and catch snakes and pheasants. But there was an extra Gu Can behind Chen Pingan, who brought Liu Xianyang's abilities to full display. However, compared to Liu Xianyang's generous and generous deeds, the young slug Gu Can was much more alert and would almost never be discovered. , both perseverance and perseverance that even Chen Ping'an admires, and 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 to eat in Mud Bottle 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 the elegant Aopingzhou language: "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 suppressed his smile and nodded: "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 Pingan's waist. "You are so stingy. You don't look like a swordsman walking around the world at all. I think your wine bottle is definitely not filled with wine, but It’s water, 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 can't see any swordsmen."

Soon a sincere child echoed: "Mr. Xuezhu told us 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.

The other slightly older kid 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 naive kid holding a wooden sword was half-hearted 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. It's just that there seems to be a world of difference between the mountains and the mountains, but in fact there are some situations that the gods did not know before. In addition to the two old people in the Sun family's ancestral home, there is also a woodcutter who lives in seclusion on the mountain, and an old man who has spread his branches here and has many descendants. They are all real great monks, with three golden elixirs and one Yuanying. The ancestors of the partial branch of the Sun family who ignore worldly affairs also come here to seek refuge and live in seclusion. Of course, there are also people who are hired by the Sun family with large sums of money. Money and silk are so attractive that it is inevitable for gods to do so. After all, they receive money every year. Guyu money.

The 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, and the mountains, wind, water and mist filled the air, converging into a picture. Everyone's vision was 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. Some people refuted the caveman realm sword cultivator, saying that he might not be able to reach the middle five realms. The other two people were arguing about whether the young man was in the fourth or fifth realm of martial arts. One of them said that the young man was in the fourth realm of martial arts with an excellent foundation, not the ordinary fifth realm of martial arts. In addition to his excellent talent, the young man must also be in the fourth realm. He has been helped by experts since he was a child, he is the child of a top wealthy man who has been soaked in medicine jars, and maybe he comes from a thousand-year-old family in a rich and powerful country.

Although the four gods were fighting for their own ends and were red-faced, they were actually enjoying themselves.

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 always felt No woman was willing to strike up a conversation with him, which made the man think that it might be because he lacked bookishness. He took a book in his hand and flipped through it, maybe there would be an unexpected surprise.

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 the corner of his eye, sweat sticks 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.

In addition to a certain woman, here comes again, with a bucket waist, a pockmarked face, and a face plate 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, which recorded a great Taoist sage with "Zi" as the suffix, telling a story about the "Void Boat" to explain the principles of Taoism. It is said that someone was riding a small boat in the river, and a small boat came towards me. The man shouted three times to remind him, but he still bumped into it. The man yelled and cursed. Finally, when he found that there was no one in the boat, 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, "Going alone and coming alone is said to be unique. A person who is unique is said to be the 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 the Taoist saint are not the same Taoist.

Even if it was the teacher's school, he had 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 what he didn't understand the most was his senior brother who was also practicing in a small place. That guy was doing 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. That guy has now even become a A martial artist in the ten realms. 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 to smoke cigarettes all day long?

He was a pure martial artist who had reached the pinnacle of the Eighth Realm early on. He guarded 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 die. 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 him. He was a handsome young man. From the way he was dressed, he could tell that he belonged to a wealthy family. However, just how rich he was, and whether the woman from the drug shop was from a business background, her eye sockets were shallow, so it was hard to tell. But men like to see beautiful women, and 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 two 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 have broken through the four realms. You can't be in a hurry."

The young man had a grimace on his 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 not worth a few dollars. 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, even if you can clearly break through, you have to press hard. You have to peel off those physical impurities and spiritual flaws bit by bit and repair them bit by bit. What you are doing now, I want your father to help The ointment you brewed and the hot spring you created are all cultivation, and they are the cultivation 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 realm of martial arts to the fourth realm.

That's why he is called the Clay Bodhisattva Crossing the River. It almost all depends on his own talent. Even the Seventh Level Martial Arts Master can't give guidance. The great master of the Eighth Realm Far Traveling Realm may teach a shortcut, but generally speaking, the Eighth Realm Qi Practitioner is easy to find, but how many Eighth Realm warriors can there be 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 the great dynasty. It is said that this also involves the illusory military destiny of a country. Where does it fall on Lao Longcheng? To put it bluntly, even if there were, 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 a 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 can't be trapped. 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 boy named Chen in his early years. It's a brother who suffers, a brother who suffers, a brother who suffers..."

The medicine shop owner named Zheng Dafeng came from Lizhu Cave. He used to be a janitor and collected 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, Zheng Dafeng would make sure that the boy had a smooth life in Laolong City.

Zheng Dafeng turned to look at the alley outside the shop and murmured: "The Fan family boy, a martial arts genius in the eyes of the world, can only wear a few Zhenqi half-catty charms, right? Otherwise, his body will not be able to bear it. That I haven’t seen this guy named Chen for a few days, but he’s already so aggressive? Even if he’s practicing boxing, how many years has it been since Chen Ping’an learned the breathing technique?”

The man laughed at himself: "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 rascal!"

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, you can't thank me for my kindness in helping you clean them." You must not let it down."

There was loud laughter in the drug store, mixed with the laughter and curses of the women, and the complaints of the girls.

Zheng Dafeng held the back of his head with both hands, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

On the outer side of Laolong City, the Sun family sheltered a paradise, 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 boy carrying the sword was a swordsman in disguise or a pure martial artist in the body-refining realm, the four of them still couldn't come up with a convincing result. However, the four of them are experienced monks after all. Old Dragon City 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 reward themselves and become members of the Fu family and the five great monks. The guest with the last name received a small and medium-sized relationship, so the four Qi practitioners, who were highly skilled in their own right, could not be said to be 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 form the Golden Pill Guest are of my generation. Or reaching the seventh realm, it is expected that they can fight against the way of heaven with their martial arts body and travel far away in the wind. At that time, they will be the distinguished guests that the four of them need to show up to welcome, 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 traveling in the world, not 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 it was 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. He is a master of martial arts who can defeat evil people with his sword skills.

The boy with a wooden sword was so eager to become his master that he even kowtowed and burned 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, and the boy with the 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. He was about to subconsciously reach out and 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 watch carefully."

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.

Three realms break through four realms, which is said to be the clay Bodhisattva crossing the river.

Chen Ping'an 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 to the other side of the river. Using his skillful martial arts skills, 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 boy seemed to be riding a flying sword against the wind, crossing the river.

Wow!

He is truly a magical swordsman, not a liar.

The children were all stunned with envy and admiration on their faces.

Chen Pingan, who finally crossed 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, there were wisps of invisible energy that was 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 the Sun family'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. .

Finally, he has 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.