Sword of Coming

The young man came to the lake and could see that the Geyang Gao family had spent a lot of effort and financial resources on this academy, and the former site of the Cliff Academy in Dali was about to become the site of the new Confucian Temple in the capital of Dali.

The young man turned his head and saw a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar. The reason why he was unfamiliar was that the person's appearance, height and clothing had all changed a lot. The reason why he still felt familiar was because the person's eyes suddenly changed like this. Many years have passed, from the two next door neighbors, one was the illegitimate son of the kiln inspector and the other was the helpless mud-legged son. They have become today's Song Mu, the prince of Dali, who has traveled thousands of miles across two continents. A scholar of mountains and rivers? Ranger? swordsman?

Chen Ping'an got straight to the point: "I heard from Master Mao Shan that you have arrived at the academy, and I will come to see you."

Song Jixin looked at Chen Ping'an from head to toe. It is said that the sword immortal carrying the half-immortal weapon was an apology gift from the Fu family in Old Longcheng. As for the wine bottle on his waist, it was the gift from the purchase of several large mountains. Beiyue Zheng The god Wei Bo helped Chen Pingan carefully select a sword gourd. Song Jixin laughed and said: "When we were neighbors, we always felt that the guys on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane were rich and powerful. I didn't expect it to look like this now." , we people in Mud Ping Alley and Xinghua Alley are more promising. Xinghua Alley is supported by Ma Kuxuan from Zhenwu Mountain. On the other hand, we in Mud Ping Alley, you, me, Zhigui, and Xiaobisniu Chong, I wonder if in a few decades, outsiders will view our Mud Bottle Alley, where even dogs didn’t like to pee, as a legendary place?”

Chen Pingan was about to speak.

Song Jixin waved his hand, "Listen to what I have to say, otherwise, with your inability to speak, Chen Ping'an, I'm afraid that our rare reunion in a foreign land will end on bad terms."

Chen Pingan nodded, "Then let's talk while walking."

The two walked side by side along the quiet path with willow trees by the lake.

Song Jixin smiled and said: "You have traveled so far and for a long time on this trip. You probably don't know what the small town is like now, right? Since the people know the general origin of Lizhu Cave Sky, they have opened up to the outside world. After opening the door, whether it was a wealthy family like Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, or a poor place like Qilong Lane and Xinghua Lane, which was full of chicken excrement and dog excrement, every household was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, putting away ancestral belongings and everything. Old objects were also carefully searched out, including porcelain bowls for eating, stone troughs for feeding pigs, large jars for pickling vegetables, and bronze mirrors buckled from the walls. They were all taken very seriously. These are nothing, there are many more. People began to go to the mountains and rivers, especially the Longxu River. For almost half a year, it was overcrowded with people, all picking up stones. Immortal Tomb and Porcelain Mountain were not spared either. They were all treasure hunters. Then they went to Niujiao Mountain to find the baggage. It turns out that many people have become rich overnight. In the past, silver and gold were extremely rare. Nowadays, wealth is calculated based on how many fairy coins are in the pocket."

Chen Ping'an asked: "Are all the crop fields abandoned? The porcelain-firing kilns of Long Kiln have also stopped a lot?"

Song Jixin nodded and said: "No, who cares about this little harvest."

Chen Pingan sighed, this is human nature. If Chen Pingan had not had those experiences and stayed in Lizhu Cave Tianni Ping Alley and became an ordinary kiln worker, he would have been more diligent in going up the mountain and into the water. The only difference is probably that they will not forget their duties at hand. If they have crops, they will not leave them alone. If they become a serious kiln worker, they will not give up their craftsmanship.

Lu Chen reminded him that as soon as Chen Pingan heard about the possibility of exchanging money, he went to the Longxu River that night, carrying a large basket on his back, looking for the snake gallstones that had not yet dissipated. It was like running around and forgetting to eat and sleep.

It's just that Chen Ping'an rummaged through the Longxu River that time, wishing to plunder the entire Longxu River. Of course, he gained a lot, but in fact, Ma Kuxuan only went into the water once and found the most valuable snake gallstone. At that moment, the stone rose into the sky like a bright moon.

Song Jixin stopped and asked, "Do you hate me?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I can't talk about hatred, I just want to keep away from you."

Song Jixin asked in confusion: "That empress has sent people to kill you, and you still don't hate me?"

Chen Pingan asked: "Did you convince her to kill me?"

Song Jixin laughed at himself: "I don't have this ability. Of course I have the so-called love between mother and son after I changed my name to Song Mu in the clan's archives, but there is a difference between closeness and distance, but it's nothing to make a fuss about. Now I Only then did I realize that, although the affairs of the emperor's family are relatively large, they are essentially the same as those of our neighbors in the early days. As long as a family has multiple children, the parents will show favoritism in one way or another."

Chen Pingan said: "That's it. If I have a chance in the future, I can just find her. There is no need to hate you Song Jixin."

Song Jixin was folding willows and planning to weave willow rings. Chen Pingan said softly: "She is one of the most powerful people in Da Li, just like Cui Xuan, the national master. But I don't think this is all Da Li. Da Li." There is the earliest cliff academy in Li, there is the bustling life of Hongzhu Town, there are the Dali border army scouts who took the initiative to ask me to go to the beacon to protect themselves from the wind and cold in the wind and snow, and I can make the shopkeeper smile with a smile in Qingluan Country just by virtue of my Guanli household registration. , there are even outsiders spies who founded the Green Wave Pavilion with her own hands, who are willing to personally risk their lives for Da Li to send me messages. I think these are also the Da Li dynasty."

Chen Pingan turned to Song Jixin and continued: "I know all this. If I still decide to punch her to death face to face in the future, I can make it clear and clear. The grudge between the two people will be settled between them. Try not to affect other Dali people."

Song Jixin smiled and said, "She wouldn't think so."

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "I already understand the truth, and even the Confucian rules can't find fault with it, so why should I care what she thinks?"

Song Jixin looked at Chen Pingan again, "Did you read some Legalist books?"

Chen Ping'an still asked, "Of the books that Mr. Qi left for you, some of them were kept in the house in the small town, and some were taken away. Have you read the books that you took away?"

Song Jixin made a small willow ring, put it on his arm, and shook it gently, "You care about me?"

Chen Ping'an didn't want to talk more about this, and asked a question that had nothing to do with grudges, public or private matters, "Why did you come to Sui Dynasty?"

Song Jixin held the back of his head with both hands, "Back then, Gao Xuan came to our place to look for opportunities. Some people said that I was not as good as him, so I came here to hang out."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Can it be the same? You came to show off your power in the Sui Dynasty. At that time, Gao Xuan was truly worthy of his name and went deep into the enemy's hinterland. Besides, now that Gao Xuan has gone to Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain to be a hostage, you should also learn from it. ?”

Song Jixin burst into laughter, "Chen Ping'an, you are much better than before, and you know how to say some weird things. Did you learn from me?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Stop putting gold on your face."

Song Jixin squatted down, picked up the stones and threw them into the lake, "How about I ask you a favor?"

Chen Pingan said without hesitation: "I won't agree."

Song Jixin raised his head and said with a look of grievance: "Why? Chen Ping'an, ask yourself, apart from the time I deceived you into becoming an apprentice in the Long Kiln, is there anything I can't do to you that I can't bear with you?"

Chen Pingan said: "You don't like me, but I feel happy when I see you? Why pretend to be friends?"

Song Jixin never expected such an answer, and burst into laughter, "Chen Pingan, Chen Pingan, you are much more pleasing to the eye now than the rigid wooden person you were before. You had such a temper, and I was sure that you would I sincerely want to be your friend."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Song Jixin, you know actually that we can't be friends. As long as we don't become enemies, you and I will be content."

Song Jixin took off the willow ring and threw it into the lake. Then he picked up the stones and tried to throw them into the center of the willow ring. "The mountain temple in Luolu Mountain is in a bad situation now. Wei Bo is worried about this person on the top of your mountain." The mountain god is very... has a grudge. I just wanted you to help say a few words to Wei Bo. I don't expect Wei Bo to help the mountain temple. I just hope that the inside of the mountain temple will not be suddenly changed one day. statue of the god."

Chen Pingan was about to speak but stopped.

Today's desolate mountain god is Song Yuzhang, the former kiln superintendent.

Song Jixin looked at the willow ring that was gradually drifting away, and said softly: "I know exactly what you want to say. The reason why he was forced to cross the river and demolish the bridge and have his head cut off by Wang Yifu, the general of the Lu family, was to cover up the In addition to the inside story of the royal scandal of a covered bridge, there is also the selfishness of His Majesty the Emperor. After all, who would like his biological son to have a 'cheap daddy' in his heart? Wang Yifu told me privately that before he died, he prayed to Wang Yifu and sent him Give me a sentence, saying that he has wanted me to write him a Spring Festival couplet for so many years. If such a rebellious minister does not die, who will die? "

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "I was about to return to Longquan County. I will talk to Wei Bo about this matter, but I will not ask Wei Bo to do anything, and I have no ability to point fingers at a Beiyue righteous god. , I can make it clear to you now. I can even tell you now that Song Yuzhang will most likely side with your mother in the future. As a destitute mountain god, he will come to deal with me. Then I will just do If you get it, Song Yuzhang's golden body will be smashed into pieces, and there will be no possibility of piecing it together into a statue, there is no ambiguity."

Song Jixin smiled and said: "Why do you think I don't need to thank you for these two accounts?"

Chen Ping'an sneered: "I never thought that Song Jixin would thank me in this life."

Song Jixin let out a whoop and made a series of tut-tut sounds, stood up and clapped his hands, "Chen Ping'an, your words and deeds right now are really like a Taoist on the mountain. You have a very divine mind."

Chen Pingan was indifferent.

Song Jixin asked with a smile: "After seeing you and asking for things, I will go home with satisfaction. By the way, Zhigui is waiting for me at the entrance of the academy at the foot of the mountain. Do you want to follow me?" Let’s go together and see her?”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No need."

Song Jixin added: "Today's Zhenwu Shanma Kuxuan, after retreating, breaking through the barrier and breaking through the realm, to him, it is like an ordinary person eating bad food and having diarrhea, so he is now known as the second In the Wei and Jin Dynasties of Fengxue Temple, you said that he is the only one who relies on Xinghua Lane. In terms of reputation, he can rival our entire Mud Bottle Lane. Are you angry?"

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Song Jixin stretched out two fingers and bent one of them, "Originally I wanted to tell you two things in return for what you said about Luo Luoshan Temple. Now I find that you are still unhappy, so I will only tell you one thing. Things are going well. Now, as the situation changes in the mountains to the west of Longquan County, it seems that our Song family in Dali is showing signs of overturning. Many forces from other countries who have bought the mountains and built mansions are not very optimistic about us, especially those close to Aquarius. The mountain gates in the central part of the continent have all planned to sell their hills at a low price to avoid being manipulated in the future. One or two secret transactions have been successful. Among them, Ruan Qiong took over three hills in one go, including the horns sold by Bao Fengzhai. Mountain, if you rush back early, you might be able to grab one or two, now all you need is Guyu money."

Chen Pingan asked: "When did it happen?"

Song Jixin rolled his eyes and said: "On the way here, I just heard what Xu Ruo said about ten years ago. Before that, who was willing to change hands on the mountain? Everyone wanted to move the entire mountain gate to Longquan County. In terms of posture, it is said that Piyun Mountain, where Wei Bo is located, has become very lively in the past few years, and is full of people who are all sycophants. Fortunately, Wei Bo does not reject anyone who comes, and is willing to deal with them one by one with a smile. If it were me, I would have been nauseated. "

Chen Pingan nodded, "I will give it a try."

Song Jixin smiled and said, "No need to send it to me."

Chen Ping'an said: "Then I won't give it away."

Song Jixin laughed loudly, "This hasn't changed, it's still boring."

Song Jixin left the lake and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Chen Ping'an stood there and watched the man slowly leave.

Song Jixin arrived at the gate of the academy, smiled at Zhigui and said, "Let's go."

Zhigui asked, "Master, are you in a good mood?"

Song Jixin said with a smile: "I met Chen Ping'an and became prosperous. The young master is very happy."

Zhigui said oh.

Song Jixin looked back at Cliff Academy and asked curiously: "You really don't want to take a walk? If you want, Young Master can accompany you for another walk."

Zhigui shook his head, "Not interested."

Song Jixin lamented, "Do you think the two national masters will both side with my younger brother?"

Zhigui covered his mouth and smiled, "Master, you have asked me many times."

Song Jixin said helplessly: "Young master, you don't have any confidence in your heart. My uncle is not willing to tell me the truth, and the two masters of the country are so unpredictable. The master has no foundation in the capital. Compared with Chen Back then, Ping'an still had a clean slate in Mubo Alley. He still had an ancestral home after all, but the young master had nothing. Civil servants and military generals, in the mountains and under the mountains, except for some guys who believed in gambling and winning big, who would really think highly of your young master? "

Zhigui comforted him: "There are still slaves accompanying the young master."

Song Jixin laughed, raised his arms high, spread his palms, with the back of his hands facing the sky and his palms facing himself, "Young master is just a puppet anyway, let them do whatever they want. Chen Ping'an can be where he is today, why should I Can’t there be a tomorrow?”

Zhigui was still dressed like a maid, but compared to that time in Mubo Alley, her clothes were more aristocratic, and her figure became more and more slender. She smiled and said: "Young master, it seems a bit... embarrassing to compare myself with him." ?”

Song Jixin put away his hands, fisted his hands, turned around and praised: "These words of comfort are very pleasing to the ears!"

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In the capital city of the Sui Dynasty, when the Qiansou Banquet was about to be held, the atmosphere during this period was a bit strange.

Cai Feng has already asked for leave from Qintian Supervisor, but Cai Feng is no longer in the Cai family's mansion.

For some reason, Lang Zhangdai, the new top scholar, has not appeared in the Hanlin Academy, which is the most noble place and cultivates talents for prime ministers, for a long time.

It is said that Song Shan, deputy commander of the Infantry Army Yamen, also visited the Criminal Department Yamen.

Rumors spread all over the official circles and markets in the capital.

The nominal master of Cliff Academy, the Minister of Rites of the Great Sui Dynasty, came to the academy late one night and paid a private visit to the deputy mountain chief, Mao Xiaodong. The meeting place was not in the study, but in the Confucius Hall where three Confucian saints were enshrined.

Later that night, Mao Xiaodong did not tell Chen Pingan in detail about the matter. He just called Chen Pingan to leave the academy and went to the Confucian Temple in the Sui Dynasty. Compared to the first time, Mao Xiaodong took away more from the Confucian Temple. Ritual vessels and sacrificial vessels that carry cultural destiny.

After returning to Donghua Mountain, Mao Xiaodong took Chen Ping'an to the top of the mountain, took out the jade plaque, and sat in the academy as a saint.

Chen Pingan took out more than thirty pieces of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Mao Xiaodong helped prepare. The last two pieces were belatedly arrived. One was a thousand-year-old buffalo horn, and the other was a martial arts temple in the capital of a country in the middle of Aquarius Continent. A martial saint wore a sword when he was alive. , containing a strong aura of Jin Ge’s killing. Mao Xiaodong did not pretend to be arrogant when it came to collecting refining materials. Instead, he told Chen Pingan about the origin, price and uniqueness of these natural materials and earthly treasures from the very beginning.

Since it was Fan Junmao's help in refining water seals for the first time in Laolong City, Chen Ping'an truly understood why Qi practitioners refining the natal objects and why it cost money and time. Ordinary Qi practitioners, If you want to succeed, in addition to relying on your money bag, you also have to work hard on luck. Bad luck and lack of key things will directly lead to stagnation in refining. On the road of cultivation, step by step is slow, and there are invisible losses here. , which makes Qi practitioners anxious and crazy.

If you are slightly more lucky, you still have to work hard, for example, to get a suitable refining object. Then you have a rough idea of ​​the price of the auxiliary materials. The original plan was to spend one Guyu coin, which is the required number of days. The true price of materials and materials, but even if all materials can be found, how can they be turned into something in one’s hands? Most of the wild cultivators in Shanze rely on robbery, and they like to praise gold belts for killing people and exchanging goods, euphemistically saying that God will not take it but he will be blamed for it. Most of the genealogy masters rely on buying, relying on incense and love, buying with gods' money from others, or bartering with others. If you don’t have any friendship, you can spend fairy money at major fairy shops such as Daoxuanshan Lingzhi Zhai, Longquan County Niujiaoshan Baofu Zhai, and Qingfufang. This is nothing, it is the most expensive situation. These are the treasures of heaven and earth that are in short supply. The fairy shop will have a special Qiankun Pavilion in its Xiuli. They will call out a number of investors who are interested in purchasing, and they will make their own bids. They have their own set of business methods that will make people cut their flesh and bleed their hearts. Once they leave, At this point, it is normal for the final transaction price to be doubled compared to the initial estimate of a Qi practitioner. There are even some people who like to make trouble. Once they have identified someone who is bound to win, they will deliberately do bad things and disgust others. , the price of a small summer coin is raised to the price of three or four small summer coins. Will the owner buy it or not? If you don’t buy it, many good things will go through the village without this shop, which will delay the refining of the natal items. What should I do?

What's more, generally speaking, the closer the Immortal Mountains are to one another, the more intrigue there is. Who would be willing to watch an additional middle five realm appear on another mountain, especially an Earth Immortal cultivator who can call upon the wind and rain? Fighting to death may not be possible, but secretly stumbling upon each other will definitely happen in endlessly.

So when Mao Xiaodong collected all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures, Chen Pingan was relieved but also a little worried.

How to refine the third natal item?

According to the established plan, he should already be in Beiju Luzhou by then.

Could it be that he changed his mind, collected the remaining Da Li compensation from the battle at Old Dragon City, smashed the pot and sold the iron, and after refining the third piece in Luo Po Mountain, he went to visit Luzhou in Beiju where swordsmen were as skilled as clouds?

Chen Ping'an sighed slightly, and could only tell himself that he would have to worry about tomorrow.

Before the golden gallbladder was successfully refined, I began to think about the third natal item, which was inappropriate. Today's work is finished today, and today's work must be done to perfection first, which is the right path.

Chen Pingan gathered his thoughts, concentrated and held his breath, and finally took out the refining tool from the Qinghu Palace of Tongye Continent, the Five-Colored Golden Chamber Stove.

Then he began to recite silently in his heart the set of refining techniques given by the Goddess of the Buried River.

Mao Xiaodong remained silent from beginning to end.

There is no use in talking more.

Cultivation is your own business.

Even if you are a preacher, a few words of explanation and guidance are enough.

Even if you are a protector of the Tao, you will not interfere in this. At most, the person will unfortunately fail to refine it, and you will try your best to preserve the root of that person's Tao, and try your best to pursue the "keep a green mountain" of the person being protected.

Chen Ping'an's body was already filled with treasures of all kinds. He suddenly raised his head, looked at Mao Xiaodong who was sitting opposite, and asked: "Master Mao Shan, I actually have a doubt that I haven't been able to figure out."

Mao Xiaodong nodded and said, "Ask."

Chen Ping'an asked: "In our vast world, since there are seventy-two academies in Jiuzhou, why not seven hundred and twenty? Is it that the Chinese Confucian Temple cannot do it, or is it that the Holy Master is unwilling to do this?"

Before answering this question, Mao Xiaodong slowly said: "I am only telling you my personal opinion. You may not be correct if you use it as a reference, but it can be used as a possibility for you to understand the world. How about it?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "Okay!"

Mao Xiaodong then said: "I have discussed this matter with people before. Nowadays, few people in the world may remember that a long time ago, well, before the March 4th War, the Northern White Continent was Under the suggestion of an ancestor from one of the Great Exhibitions, with Liu's full support, and Ya Sheng's nod of approval, a place known as the 'Worry-free Country' once appeared, with a population of about ten million. Around the rest of the people, there are no practitioners, there are no schools of thought, and there are not even the three religions. Everyone has no worries about food and clothing, and everyone is studying. The knowledge and principles taught by the masters and gentlemen are all from the four great schools of thought and the hundreds of schools of thought. The essence of the content, but try not to involve the fundamental purpose of each culture, but it is mainly based on Confucian classics, supplemented by other hundreds of schools of thought."

Having said this, Mao Xiaodong paused for a moment.

Speak very slowly and very seriously.

So much so that Mao Xiaodong seemed to be struggling as an academy saint at this moment.

Chen Pingan asked: "Mr. Xueshu, are you the carefully selected sage and gentleman of the academy?"

Mao Xiaodong shook his head and said: "Of course not, otherwise it would be meaningless, because even if it succeeds, the customs of a country will evolve into one continent at most, but it will starve the other eight continents to death. What is the point of using the cultural movement of eight continents to support the happiness of one continent? Therefore, under the supervision of all parties, the Liu family of Ai Aizhou has secretly prepared for this early stage for nearly forty years. All aspects must be approved by the spokespersons of many scholars and hundreds of schools of thought present. As long as one person denies it, it cannot be implemented. This is etiquette. The only appearance, the only request made by the Holy One.”

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "The final result is not satisfactory?"

Mao Xiaodong nodded, "Otherwise there would not have been the subsequent Three-Four War."

Chen Pingan fell into deep thought, thinking about why he failed.

What a mess.

Mao Xiaodong said softly: "From the Holy Master to the Ritual Sage, one expounds benevolence, righteousness and morality, and the other formulates the rules and regulations in detail. Why?"

Mao Xiaodong asked and answered himself: "Before answering this question, I also asked that person why the Holy Master and the Ritual Sage, after establishing their sole and orthodox status in the vast world, still tolerate hundreds of schools of thought? Why not just leave Confucianism behind and educate the common people? That person's answer made me suddenly enlightened, and I realized that the world is so big. The person said that the Taoist ancestor was looking at that one, so that was the reason for the rebellion. The remnants were able to migrate to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. And we, the vast world, did not kill all the monsters. The Buddha only left a sentence, predicting that the Age of Dharma will eventually come, 'From now on, in our Dharma Even if he shaves off his beard and hair and wears cassock, he breaks the prohibitions and does not behave according to the Dharma."

Mao Xiaodong asked: "What do you think these three people are asking for?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and didn't know.

Mao Xiaodong said: "The man told me that he didn't know the answer, but maybe he wanted to give all sentient beings in the world a freedom that is close to the true sense, a freedom that you can achieve without paying extra costs. .”

Mao Xiaodong asked: "Have you ever understood?"

Chen Pingan answered honestly: "I don't understand."

Mao Xiaodong smiled, "Chen Pingan, there is no need for you to ask for the answer to this question now."

Mao Xiaodong stood up, raised one foot, more than an inch off the ground, hovered in the air, and then raised it up twice, "Understanding all the things I have learned now, knowing their roots and true meaning, step by step, and climbing higher step by step, then no matter what a person is, No matter how high you stand, your heart will be stable. Regardless of the messy heresy, at least we scholars should be like this."

Chen Ping'an recalled what he had said to Yao Jinzhi on the top of the Daquan Dynasty Mountains, about the circles from inside to outside, from small to large, and he smiled knowingly and said: "I understand this."

Mao Xiaodong sat back and asked with a smile: "Do you really understand?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I really understand!"

Mao Xiaodong stretched out a palm and said with a smile: "If you have the right time, right place, and the right people, then you can refine things."

Chen Pingan closed his eyes first and took a gentle breath.

A golden bile hovered quietly in front of him.

Chen Ping'an still didn't rush to "start the stove and light a fire" with a breath of pure martial arts energy. Instead, he had no reason to think of the incident in his ancestral home on Mud Ping Lane when he was young.

On February 2, the dragon raises its head, the candle shines on the beam, the peach hits the wall, and snakes and insects in the world have nowhere to hide...

That was probably the beginning of Chen Ping'an's journey into the world.

At that time, many people had not met him yet.

But just step by step, I met them one by one.

Practicing boxing is not hard. Reading is well worth it.

Persisting in reasoning with others turns out to be something that may not always be enjoyable, but will not regret.

It turns out that I, Chen Pingan, can also be where I am today.

So it turns out that Miss Ning has such a good taste?

Mao Xiaodong shouted angrily: "My mood is too happy, please stop!"

Mao Xiaodong almost hit her with a ruler, and said angrily: "Even if you have a girl you like, you have to refine the natal object before you think about it! Then who cares how long you think about it, will you be happy?! Neither light nor heavy!"

Chen Pingan was annoyed, and quickly wiped his face, suppressed the smile on his face, and calmed down again.

Mao Xiaodong seemed to be extremely annoyed, but in fact he was happy in his heart, silently muttering, Sir, can this disciple do well in this matter? Isn't it too much to ask for a compliment from your husband?

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At the top of Donghua Mountain, Mao Xiaodong and Chen Pingan were sitting opposite each other.

There are two other people sitting opposite each other in the academy, Dong Jing, a great scholar who is proficient in thunder magic, and Lin Shouyi, a half-disciple.

The sky and the earth were silent and stagnant, and the flow of time showed signs of manifestation. Dong Jing frowned, seeing that Lin Shouyi's aura of character was about to cease. He waved his sleeves to isolate a small world, but the great Confucian was struggling. .

Dong Jing said in a deep voice: "Don't be distracted. It's the same as reading. Being able to immerse your mind in the articles of sages that are indescribable is a skill. If you can pull it out, you will see your skills. Otherwise, you will be a nerd all your life. What are you talking about? Sage resonance?!”

Lin Shou nodded.

Dong Jing continued the previous topic, "Don't be anxious. Try to open up two more natal qi palaces. It's not too late to break through. We Confucian disciples practice qi refining and practice, and our own physical cultivation qualifications are not the most important. Confucianism is already a vast world. Orthodoxy, the cultivation of Confucian scholars, in the final analysis, is the cultivation of knowledge. Let me ask you, Lin Shouyi, why do so many people in the world know so many truths in books, but they are still ignorant, and even do not stand upright? "

Lin Shouyi said in a deep voice: "If you don't know the foundation of a certain truth or a certain knowledge, you naturally don't know how to conduct yourself in the world with the truth. Therefore, the precious words of gold and jade are like tattered cotton wool after the wind blows. That is to say, it is wandering, unable to keep out the cold, and in the end it is wrong to complain about the truth, which is a big fallacy."

"You are only half right. The wrong half lies in the teachings of many sages and sages. They are not meant to allow people to grasp many real things with their hands, but to have a resting place in their hearts."

Dong Jing nodded happily, "Then I will only say one sage word to you today, and we will only make a fuss about this sentence."

Lin Shouyi sat upright and said, "I would like to listen to Sir's teachings."

Dong Jing asked: "There is a saying among sages that a gentleman has no tools. How do you explain it? What does the Book of Rites Academy mean? What does the Confucian Chen family mean? What does the Ehu Academy mean? What does the Tongcheng School of the Qingluan Kingdom mean in the past? ? What is your own interpretation?"

Lin Shou was confident and was about to answer this series of questions.

Suddenly, he found that Mr. Dong turned his head and looked out the window, much more distracted than Lin Shouyi.

Lin Shouyi hesitated for a moment, and when he saw that Mr. Dong had no intention of looking away, he turned around and looked back.

Then I saw a head hanging out of the window.

Dong Jing said angrily: "Cui Dongshan, what are you doing?!"

Cui Dongshan said with an innocent face: "I'm not afraid that if Lin Shouyi asks you something that Dong Jing can't answer, it will be too embarrassing, so I can help you out."

Dong Jing stretched out her finger and glared at each other, "Hurry up and leave!"

The matter of preaching is so solemn and solemn, but it ends up being messed up here by this notorious college rat.

Cui Dongshan always held the window sill with both hands, lifted his feet off the ground, and blinked, "If I don't leave, will you hit me?"

Dong Jing calmed down her mind, and was about to deal with this guy, and then moved out of the academy, Master Mao Shan, to threaten him a few words. Unexpectedly, Cui Dongshan had loosened his hands, and the annoying head finally disappeared.

Dong Jing snorted coldly.

As a result, Cui Dongshan jumped up again, rested his arms on the window sill, and laughed: "Here I go again."

Dong Jing angrily scolded: "Cui Dongshan, you are a Nascent Soul cultivator. Isn't it boring to do this kind of thing?!"

Cui Dongshan said confidently: "I'm just bored to death, so I came here to have a chat. Otherwise, why would I be here?"

Dong Jing stood up and said, "Fight?!"

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "A gentleman talks but never uses his hands."

Dong Jing was so angry that she strode away.

Some people who practice thunder magic, especially Earth Immortals, have good tempers.

Cui Dongshan put his toes on the wall, drifted back, and waved goodbye.

Lin Shouyi smiled bitterly.

Dong Jing stood at the window. After making sure Cui Dongshan was gone, she still waited for a long time before returning to her original position.

Cui Dongshan did not continue to pester, and went to several schools and dormitories without hesitation. He saw Li Huai who was dozing off in class. Cui Dongshan rewarded the little boy with several chestnuts, and made a young man who was still in the long river of time The immobile young lady of the Sui Dynasty sat on the desk in front of her. He changed her hair into a bun style that he thought was more in line with her temperament. A beautiful girl who was reading a novel about talented men and beauties took some pen and ink and erased all the most exciting and shameful descriptions in the book with ink...

It can be seen that Cui Dongshan is indeed very boring.

Wandering around, Cui Dongshan finally glanced at the scene on the top of Donghua Mountain, then returned to his small courtyard and fell asleep in the corridor.

Shi Rou "wears" a pair of immortal relics and can walk freely.

Without the last trapping dragon nail to imprison the cultivation, it is more difficult to walk, but sitting on the steps and feeling the mystery of the long river of time is not bad.

Without any warning, Cui Dongshan stood up suddenly, startling Xie Xie and Shi Rou.

Cui Dongshan suddenly remembered the threatening gesture that the girl named Li Liu made to him at the entrance of the academy a few years ago.

The girl seems to be ignorant of the world and does not know how high the world is.

Cui Dongshan fell backwards and fell to the ground, making a plop, grunting and punching again and again, tut-tutting: "Common leader of Jianghu, no wonder your heart is as high as the sky."

Cui Dongshan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Xie Xie and Shi Rou turned their heads to look at the top of Donghua Mountain almost at the same time.

The flowing water over there seems to be dyed with a mighty golden color for some reason.

Just for a moment, Shi Rou turned around and glanced at Cui Dongshan quickly.

When Chen Pingan said "think again" that day, she clearly saw Cui Dongshan with his back turned to Chen Pingan, with tears all over his face.

Cui Dongshan was clearly asleep, but he snapped his fingers.

Shirou's belly suddenly felt like thunder, a feeling she hadn't felt in hundreds of years.

Cui Dongshan turned his head and reminded with a smile: "Don't stay in my yard. Find a toilet quickly, otherwise you will either smoke me to death or I will beat you to death!"

Shi Rou was so sad and angry that she ran away.

Cui Dongshan kept rolling in the corridor and said: "Thank you, where can you find a young man who can help you wipe the corridor, right?"

Thanks, I could only echo: "Thank you, sir."

Cui Dongshan lay on the corridor and swam from one end to the other in a swimming position, then turned around and did it again, repeatedly humming "Toads don't eat water, the year of peace, the year of peace..."