Sword of Coming

Before you know it, summer turns to autumn.

After Chen Ping'an spent this period of warmth and nourishment, he compensated for his weakness with diligence, and the two Qi palaces where his natal objects were placed were full of spiritual energy.

When it comes to practicing boxing and refining qi, Chen Pingan tries not to favor one over the other. However, as he truly becomes a qigong practitioner and has to spend at least four hours a day breathing and exhaling, Chen Pingan becomes more and more concerned about the arrival of the bottleneck in the future. It is clear that one day, he will need to make another choice to become a pure martial artist in the seventh realm, and then to join the fifth realm among Qi practitioners.

Mao Xiaodong joked one day: "When you were practicing in Cui Dongshan's courtyard, I didn't see you caring about the spiritual energy of the academy. Why were you not willing to take over any spiritual energy at the top of Donghua Mountain? Isn't it too pretentious? "

Chen Ping'an replied: "After observing the big rules, you can talk about doing as the Romans do and human nature. Cui Dongshan, thank you, Lin Shouyi, in this courtyard, you can draw spiritual energy based on your own realm, and the academy acquiesces It is a faultless move, so I can do it. This is probably like... Donghua Mountain outside the small courtyard is the vast world, and in this courtyard, it becomes a country and a place, a small world. As long as there is no violation of my original intention or Confucian etiquette, I am...free."

Chen Pingan spoke intermittently, because he often had to think for a moment and stop to think before continuing.

Mao Xiaodong nodded.

It seems that when he was refining things at the top of Donghua Mountain, his well-intentioned words were not in vain.

Mao Xiaodong asked again: "A tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and a tree that is superior to others will be rejected. What do you think is the truth?"

Chen Pingan replied: "The original intention is to warn gentlemen to hide their clumsiness and adapt to a not so good world. As for what is wrong, I can't say. I just feel that it is far from the world in the eyes of Confucianism. As for why it is so , and I can’t even understand it. And I think there is something wrong with this sentence. It can easily lead people astray. They are blindly afraid of the beauty of a tree and dare not act higher than others. On the contrary, it makes many people feel that they are not good enough to be beautiful. It is something that everyone is doing. Since everyone is doing it and I did it, it is the same as the common people. Anyway, the law does not punish everyone. But once I dig deeper into this matter, it seems to be entangled with what I said, do as the Romans do. Although it is actually possible The subdivisions vary from time to place and from person to person, and then we try to clarify the boundaries, but I always feel that it is still very laborious, probably because the fundamental method has not yet been found.”

This time, Chen Pingan still stuttered, so Chen Pingan couldn't help but asked curiously: "This kind of so-called good advice that is highly praised by the world, I don't deny it, can indeed save a lot of hardships, just like I can I often use them for self-examination, but can they really be recognized as 'rules' by Confucian sages?"

Mao Xiaodong laughed, but did not give an answer.

Mao Xiaodong then changed the subject, "A white horse is not a horse, what do you think?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Cui Dongshan once said this, saying that it was because when the saints first created characters, they were not perfect enough, and the way was inevitably incomplete. It was a 'writing barrier' brought to the world invisibly. As time passed, later generations created transcendental characters. There are more and more words. It was a problem at the time, but now it is easy to solve. White horse is naturally a kind of horse, but white horse is not the same as horse. The poor ancients could only go around and around on the word "non". Going around, according to Cui Dongshan, this is also called "context barrier". If you don't understand this theory, no matter how many words you write, it will be useless. For example, if someone says one thing is correct, others use another correct thing to deny the previous correct thing. When others hear it at first glance, but are unwilling to get to the bottom of it, and break it down in detail, they will subconsciously think that the former is wrong. This is considered a context barrier, and there are many generalizations and confusions in the order, all of which mean they do not understand the context. Cui Dongshan's answer to This, quite angrily, said that scholars, even wise men, gentlemen and saints, could not escape this disaster. He also said that this is what everyone in the world should learn most when they are young. This is the foundation of one's life, more than any other. Both high and low principles are applicable. Cui Dongshan even said that at least half of the articles written by hundreds of sages and sages cannot be understood clearly. Only those who understand this knowledge are qualified to understand the fundamental knowledge of the sages and sages. Otherwise, Ordinary scholars, who seem to be studying the books of saints and sages, end up just building a loft in the sky, which is just a Baidi City floating among the colorful clouds, with no boundaries."

After Mao Xiaodong chewed it carefully, he smiled and said, "It's not all the words of that little bastard venting his anger. It's still a bit chewy."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Cui Dongshan is willing to say, I just listen. After all, Mr. Wen Sheng once said that it is always good for me to think more about everything. Even if the final conclusion is still negative, it seems that The extra journey you take is actually not a wasted journey."

Mao Xiaodong clapped his hands and laughed, "Mr. Miao!"

Then Mao Xiaodong looked expectant, hoping that this junior brother would at least have some understanding.

Chen Pingan held back his laughter, understood, and said: "If I can see Mr. Wen Sheng next time, I will talk more about Master Mao Shan."

Mao Xiaodong said softly: "Remember, don't be subtle. My husband doesn't do this. For example, if I say, 'Mr. Gao Miao,' you should tell the truth exactly as it is. It's okay even if you add jealousy, but you can't be oblique." Intestines.”

Chen Pingan said that he had written it down.

Finally, Mao Xiaodong gave Chen Ping'an a Feijian letter from Piyun Mountain in Longquan County, Dali.

Mao Xiaodong left.

Some of the people currently in charge of Cliff Academy were shaken and needed his comfort.

Chatting with Chen Pingan from time to time is not only to show off as a senior, but also as a way to relax in the busy schedule. Of course, it is also the senior brother's duty to check for leaks and fill in the gaps regarding Chen Pingan's state of mind.

When Chen Pingan opened it, he saw the familiar handwriting of Wei Bo, the God of Beiyue.

Previously, Chen Ping'an sent a letter to Wei Bo, asking about the resale of the mountains to the west at a low price.

Chen Ping'an has a natural trust in Wei Bo, the earliest and only remaining mountain god of the Shenshui Kingdom.

Wei Bo told Chen Pingan in the letter that previously, including the Xu family in Qingfeng City, there were a total of nine hills looking for a new home. Ruan Qiong, Fulu Street Li family and other companies have each taken over, and there are still two left. , if Chen Pingan wants it, he can come forward to help negotiate the price, and Wei Bo suggested that although the remaining two seats were picked up by others, in fact, Chen Pingan bought them at no loss, and complained why Chen Pingan didn't send the letter earlier, Otherwise, he can completely eat the Niujiao Mountain. Even if Chen Ping'an doesn't have enough immortal money in his pocket, Wei Bo can put it in first, and the two of them can divide the Niujiao Mountain. !

Chen Pingan read the letter again to make sure that no hidden secrets were missed, and then put it into Fangcunwu.

The mountains to the west of Longquan County are filled with auras that are as rich as the top immortal mansions in Aquarius Continent. This is true, but the landscape and destiny are severely divided. Furthermore, the territory is still too small. For those Xianjia sects and sects with a radius of hundreds or even thousands of miles, it is really difficult to form a climate for those Longquan Mountains, which are mostly more than ten miles in radius. Of course, it is more than enough to worship a golden elixir earthly immortal.

Chen Pingan felt that buying the mountain was feasible.

So he went to Mao Xiaodong's study and wrote a letter asking Wei Bo to discuss a price first.

Ask Pei Qian to run errands and hand them over to an old master in charge of this matter in the academy.

Sitting in the antique study room, Chen Pingan recalled a recent chat. Cui Dongshan casually talked about the debate between Buddhism and Taoism in Qingluan Kingdom. He had mentioned to Chen Pingan before the "serious" books about the various schools of thought. In fact, There weren't many, so I told Chen Ping'an to go to the academy library to find those Buddhist and Taoist classics.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and left the study. Waiting for Lin Shouyi to finish refining his Qi, he took him to the library.

On the way, Lin Shou smiled and asked, "You haven't figured out the answer to that matter yet?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the first time he visited Lin Shouyi in the academy, and the latter's gratitude.

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and said: "I really can't guess it. I'm very curious. Please don't play riddles with me. If you don't tell me, I will definitely ask you directly before I leave the academy."

Lin Shouyi smiled and said, "Do you still remember that time when the mountain road was muddy and Li Huai was rolling all over the ground, which made everyone feel bored?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "I vaguely remember that later I promised to make a bookcase for Li Huai, so he laughed out of tears and stopped making trouble. Otherwise, we probably wouldn't be able to travel for a while. But in the past few years, , Li Huai is too sensible."

Lin Shouyi asked: "Then do you still remember what you said to me at that time?"

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment.

Lin Shouyi smiled and said, "I know you will definitely remember."

Chen Ping'an sighed: "You really care about such a trivial matter?"

Lin Shou nodded and said, "I was the least gregarious at that time. Li Baoping called you Junior Uncle, and Li Huai was the closest to you. Even A Liang liked chatting and spanking with the two of them. Zhu Lu and Zhu He were even more We are father and daughter, but I, Lin Shouyi, seem to be the most out of place. Although I act indifferent, how is it possible to say that I am not disappointed at all in my heart? So in fact, for a long time, I have been doubting myself. I should go to Sui Dynasty with you to study."

When Lin Shou talked about this, this beautiful Taoist who was serious about his words in the academy actually smiled warmly, "Then you squatted on the dirt road, turned around and said a few words to me, 'Make one for you too?'" It’s easy and casual anyway.”

Lin Shouyi walked slowly, "So I agreed at that time."

Chen Ping'an laughed, "I didn't think much about it at the time. I just thought that if I didn't say that, you would definitely not want it. But then I made a bookcase for Li Huai, and you were the only one who didn't have it. I was worried that you would alienate me because of this." Baoping and Li Huai, to be honest, at that time, I was thinking about you, but more importantly, among the three of them, you, Lin Shouyi, was the oldest and had a stable temperament. When I got to the academy in the future, I wanted to leave. I hope you can take care of them more."

Lin Shou nodded and said, "I actually understood this on the road, but there is one thing I do quite well, and that is the kindness of others to me. I will not feel bad about him just because he is more kind to others. There is injustice.”

Lin Shouyi smiled more and more and said: "Later on the ferry across the river, you made the small bookcase for Li Huai first, and mine became the last one you made. Naturally, it was the one you Chen Ping'an was most familiar with. This bamboo box became the best one in fact. At that time, I realized that this guy Chen Ping'an didn't talk much, but he was actually a pretty good person. So when I got to the academy, Li Huai was bullied, and even though I couldn't do anything, Many, but I didn’t hide in the end. You know, at that time, I had clearly seen my path of spiritual cultivation, so I bet all my future and prepared for the worst. I will be crippled and my path to spiritual cultivation will be cut off, and then I will continue to be an illegitimate child that my parents will look down upon for the rest of my life, but I must first be a person that you, Chen Pingan, will not look down upon."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I keep these in mind."

Lin Shouyi smiled and said: "So after the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator assassinated the small courtyard, you, Chen Pingan, came to the courtyard and finally deliberately sat next to me, Lin Shouyi. I know that, and you, Chen Pingan, also know that, in fact, except for Li Huai, there is no one Even Pei Qian, everyone in the yard knows why you sat alone next to me because you were afraid that I would get involved in spiritual practice early and be arrogant, but you could only watch from beginning to end during that war. , so I will definitely feel disappointed, and I am afraid that I, Lin Shouyi, will be farther and farther away from you."

Chen Pingan stopped, did not deny this, and asked with a smile: "Then do you know what I am most grateful to you for? Now it's your turn to guess."

Lin Shou simply shook his head and said: "I am a person who accepts death and doesn't think too much about other things. This is very different from you, Chen Ping'an, and I definitely wouldn't have guessed it."

Chen Pingan did not sell out, and said: "You once told me that not all parents in the world are like my parents, Chen Pingan."

Lin Shouyi was a little confused.

Chen Pingan stretched out his fist, stretched out a finger, and smiled: "First of all, I'm glad that you, Lin Shouyi, are willing to say such things, which shows that you regard me as a friend. After all, your identity has always been your biggest concern. .”

Chen Ping'an stretched out his second finger and said, "I have always kept this sentence in mind, so that after my trip to Ouhua Blessed Land, Pei Qian and I were able to get here all the time, thanks to your sentence talk."

Chen Ping'an finally stretched out his third finger, "And after hearing this sentence, I was like... a pauper who suddenly discovered that he was a rich man who inherited a huge fortune! When I thought of this, No matter how rich my peers are, I meet them, such as Fan Er, who later became friends, or Ai Aizhou, Liu Youzhou, who never became friends. When I get along with them, I don’t feel that they have money or not. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

Lin Shouyi smiled, and then revealed the secret, "I think Song Jixin hates you the most."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Chen Ping'an stopped in front of the library and looked up at the tall building, "Lin Shouyi, my insignificant kindness is valued and cherished by you, I am very happy, very happy."

Lin Shouyi said: "In this world, even good people like to be demanding of good people, so you should also cherish a friend like me."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I can!"

Lin Shouyi asked: "Then if you give me something, I won't have to worry about whether I return the gift in the future?"

Chen Pingan waved his hand and put his arm around Lin Shouyi's shoulders, "Don't even think about it!"

With a little skill, Lin Shou flicked Chen Pingan away, straightened his clothes, and complained: "If the academy girls see this scene, they may lose a few admirers. Naturally, I won't like them, but... I don’t hate them for liking me.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I think you, Lin Shouyi, have changed the most over the years in the academy."

Lin Shouyi and Chen Ping'an looked at each other, thinking of someone, and then laughed heartily together for no reason.

This is probably the understanding between friends.

Two fellow villagers, chatting and laughing happily, strode into the library together.

There are countless principles in books waiting for them to read and extract.

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Over at Luoshan Bamboo House, the boy in Tsing Yi had just had a farewell drink with friends from a small town restaurant.

The girl in the pink skirt was sitting on a small bamboo chair eating melon seeds. She noticed that he seemed to be losing interest. She asked, "Didn't you have a good time drinking with your brother, the God of River Water? Or is the drink too expensive?"

The boy in green sat down on the bamboo chair next to her, holding his chin in his hands, "You don't understand the affairs of the world."

The girl in pink skirt stretched out her hand and poured some melon seeds for him, but the boy in green didn't refuse.

The former Huang Tingguo River Goddess successfully obtained an extremely valuable Taipingwushi tablet through the boy in Tsing Yi.

Then, with the permission of the Huangting Kingdom's Ministry of Rites, he left the jurisdiction, crossed the Dali border, and visited Luopo Mountain.

The boy in green clothes took his best friend from the martial arts world to many places. The girl in pink skirt estimated that this guy was bragging in front of the water god.

After the kid in green clothes finished crushing the melon seeds, he wailed melancholy and scratched his ears and cheeks. Then he calmed down instantly. His legs were straight and he had no energy. He slumped on the bamboo chair and said slowly: "Jianghe Zhengshen, divided into three, six, and nine grades. While drinking, my brother said that on the way here, he saw the highest-ranking river god in the Tiefu River, and he was very envious. He wanted me to have a nice word with the Dali court and transfer some tributaries to the river. , was included in his Yujiang jurisdiction."

"Then did he give you some fairy money for making connections?"

"Nope."

The girl in pink skirt has strange eyes.

The boy in green glared at her and said angrily: "It's not that my brother is stingy. He said it himself. It's too shameful for brothers to talk about money exchanges. I think that's the reason. I'm just worried about where to go. Which Bodhisattva should be burned in this temple? As you know, that guy Wei Bo has never wanted to see me. The last time I saw him, he kept trying to avoid me. He didn’t show any sense of loyalty or friendship. The one on the top of our mountain has a golden head. The mountain god is useless. The county magistrate Wu Yuan and the county magistrate surnamed Yuan have been in trouble before. But the one named Xu Ruo is the swordsman who gave each of us a peace and tranquility tablet. I think it's funny, but it's just I can’t find him.”

The girl in the pink skirt was chewing melon seeds and asked in a low voice: "Even if you find a temple, do you have the money to make offerings?"

The boy in Tsing Yi was a little unsure, "That Xu Ruo may not necessarily accept money from me. You see, Xu Ruo has such a good relationship with our master, do you have the nerve to accept my money? If it doesn't work, I will owe it first and borrow money from the master later." Is it okay to give it back to Xu Ruo?"

The girl in the pink skirt rarely got angry and said angrily: "What's wrong with you?! Why are you always thinking about the master's money?"

The boy in green muttered: "It's so strange that a penny can stump a heroic man. Who hasn't been down and out? Besides, isn't our place called Luopo Mountain? It's my fault that I picked such a mountain and it was an unlucky name." .”

The girl in the pink skirt was even more angry, "Can you blame the master for this? Is your conscience eaten by a dog?!"

If she dared to talk to him like this for other things, the boy in Tsing Yi would have been furious, but today, the boy in Tsing Yi didn't even want to get angry and couldn't muster the energy.

At this moment, Wei Bo, who had rarely visited Luopo Mountain in the past year, appeared on the road and walked slowly.

The boy in green jumped up and ran over. He said extremely flatteringly: "Wei Dazheng, why do you have time to come to my house today? Are you tired from walking? Why don't you sit on the bamboo chair and I will rub your shoulders?" Beat your legs?”

Wei Bo reached out and held down the guy's head, "Go and cool down."

The boy in green held one of Wei Bo's sleeves with both hands and was dragged by Wei Bo towards the pond behind the bamboo house.

The girl in pink skirt shook her head, she really had embarrassed her master.

Wei Bo squatted beside the small pond with crystal clear water. The golden lotus seed had begun to sprout.

The boy in green squatted aside, "Old Immortal Wei, can I discuss something with you?"

Wei Bo stared at the extremely precious seed. After all, it was one of the "relics" of Taoist master Lu Chen in this world. This is also the reason why Shenshui Kingdom has been cut off for so long, but it is still disconnected and its vitality is not exhausted. It is also the reason why Wei Bo has set his sights on Yang Hua, the god of rivers in Tiefu River. As the only remnant of the gods in the Shenshui Kingdom, Wei Bo was able to escape from the catastrophe that year and has survived until now, until he became the Beiyue God of the Great Li Dynasty. There is God's will in the dark, and of course Wei Bo One's own forbearance is also crucial. If people don't save themselves, God won't save them.

Wei Bo's tone was indifferent, and he directly dispelled the little boy in Tsing Yi's hope of luck with one sentence, "Then the God of River Water, treats you as a fool, and you are so happy to think of yourself as a fool?"

The kid in green clothes stood up angrily. After taking a few steps, he turned around and saw Wei Bo with his back turned to him. He punched and kicked the unsightly figure on the spot, and then hurried away.

Before Wei Bo finally left Luopo Mountain, he smiled at the two little guys sitting on the bamboo chairs and said, "Your master, you will be back soon."

Wei Bo walked away.

The girl in the pink skirt was extremely excited, but for some reason, she turned around and found the kid in Tsing Yi who should have been as surprised and happy as she was, sitting on a bamboo chair in a daze.

She asked softly: "What's wrong?"

The boy in green murmured: "You are already so stupid, but in the end I told Wei Bo that you were a fool. Do you think our master will be very disappointed when he sees us this time?"

The girl in the pink skirt stood up angrily and ignored this guy who was kind-hearted as a donkey. She went to get a bucket of water and a rag and began to wipe the bamboo building carefully.

The boy in green bent over and held his chin. He had once longed for a scene, that is, when the Yujiang Water God brothers came to Luolu Mountain as guests, he could confidently sit aside and drink, looking at Chen Ping'an and his brothers. We meet each other so late, we call each other brothers and sisters, and exchange cups for cups. That way, he would be proud. After the banquet is over, he can brag to Chen Ping'an about his deeds in the world and how glorious he was in Yujiang when he returns to Luolu Mountain with Chen Ping'an.

But I found that it seemed a bit difficult.

The boy in Tsing Yi was a little disappointed. He lowered his head and saw the melon seed shells on the ground. There seemed to be a few fish that had slipped through the net. The boy in Tsing Yi, who was bored, picked them up and ate them. It seemed to taste better than usual?

A girl in a pink skirt who was wiping the steps of the bamboo building happened to stumble upon this scene and asked in surprise: "Are you already so poor? Could it be that the Yujiang Water God brother gave all his wealth to you?"

The boy in Tsing Yi was in a much better mood and rolled his eyes at her, "I'm not stupid, my wife doesn't even know how to save some? I don't want to be an old bachelor like Lao Cui! I don't know how precious money is when I'm young, but I'll be a bachelor when I'm old. , this truth, when our master comes home, I will also say what I said before, so as not to prevent him from still liking to be that good-for-profit boy..."

Bang.

The boy in green flew away from the cliff.

The girl in the pink skirt was used to strange things and was not worried about his safety.

A long green snake suddenly appeared, soaring into the clouds and mist, then climbed up the cliff, regained the appearance of a child in green clothes, and swaggered towards the bamboo building, "Loyalty is hard on the ears, no wonder since ancient times loyal ministers and good generals rarely die well..."

Another bang.

The boy in green flew backwards again.

After he returned to the top of the mountain for the second time, he saw an old man in scholar's clothes but barefoot standing on the second floor of the bamboo building. The boy in green immediately shouted: "Old Cui, I didn't say anything this time!"

He was beaten so hard that he fell into the cliff.

The girl in pink skirt was already wiping the railing on the second floor, looking a little confused.

The old man surnamed Cui smiled and said: "Itchy skin needs a beating to make it easier to remember."

The girl in the pink skirt could not refute, so she stopped interceding for the boy in green.

On the mountain road of Luo Luo Mountain, a kid in green clothes cursed and ran all the way up the mountain.

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The isolated overseas island near the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

The man in Confucian robes rejected another visitor that day, and was rejected by a high-ranking scholar of the sub-sage lineage.

If it were before, even if the man in Confucian shirt was unwilling to "open the door", he would still show up. This time I saw and disappeared.

The high priest of the academy had no choice but to leave in disappointment. Deep down in his heart, he was inevitably a little worried.

I don’t know why the scholar was so unkind this time.

The man in Confucian shirt has been standing in the hut where Zhao Yao lived. There is a road in Shushan.

He was standing in one of them, flipping through a Confucian book he had picked out at random. The Confucian saint who wrote this book had lost his cultural background because he died without warning at a young age in the long river of time, and his disciples He failed to truly grasp the essence of the cultural context, and within a hundred years, the literary movement was cut off.

He put down the book, walked out of the hut, went to the top of the mountain, and continued to look at the sea from a distance.

How Zhao Yao came here was because of the protection of a residual soul.

Otherwise, even a great heavenly master with a surname from Longhu Mountain and a high priest from the academy had to knock on the door before entering. How could Zhao Yao just follow the crowd and arrive here by such a coincidence.

He withdrew his gaze and looked towards the edge of the cliff, where Zhao Yao had been, wanting to step out in one step.

Of course he doesn't care.

But at that time, there was a middle-aged Confucian scholar with frosty white temples, winking at me.

Only then did he persuade Zhao Yao.

After Zhao Yao left the island, he had a conversation with the Confucian scholar who sent Zhao Yao here.

He asked: "If you care so much, why don't you show up to see him."

The man replied: "Zhao Yao is still young. When he sees me, he will only feel more guilty. There are some knots in his heart that he needs to untie himself. After walking a longer road, he will figure it out sooner or later."

He asked: "Then you, Qi Jingchun, are not afraid of Zhao Yao even to the point of death, and don't know what you think? Zhao Yao has good qualifications, and it is not difficult to establish a sect in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. You peeled off the literary luck numbers from your own natal characters, Only the purest aura of heaven and earth is hidden in the wooden dragon paperweight, waiting for the day when Zhao Yao's mood will rise again, but are you not afraid that Zhao Yao will make wedding clothes for other cultural backgrounds, or even Taoism? "

Qi Jingchun replied: "It doesn't matter, as long as I, the student, can live. Whether or not you inherit my cultural background is actually not that important compared to whether Zhao Yao can study stably for the rest of his life."

He sighed: "Qi Jingchun, it's a pity for you."

Qi Jingchun just smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, this Chinese scholar who once split open the Yellow River Cave and Heaven with a sword felt that there was one less confidant in his life.

Aquarius Island Yunxia Mountain.

Cai Jinjian, who had already occupied Yifeng Mansion alone, was sitting alone on a futon practicing Taoism today. After opening his eyes, he stood up and walked to the observation deck with a wide view.

Cai Xianzi, who was making great progress on the road construction and whose temperament became increasingly deserted, seemed to remember something and smiled.

Back then, when a scholar whom she admired and respected the most, gave her the first picture of the river of time, he did something that made Cai Jinjian feel earth-shaking.

Mr. Qi, who studied heaven and man and had no flaws in her mind, actually asked her sincerely like a student asking for advice: "If you send this painting to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, will it be superfluous? It will not be beautiful. ?”

Cai Jinjian still clearly remembers the mood at that time. It was almost like a Nascent Soul monk passing through a tribulation, and he was struck by five thunders.

When Mr. Qi saw her dull expression, he smiled and said, "I know everything about men and women in this world, but I don't know anything about it."

Cai Jinjian kept a straight face and tensed up.

Qi Jingchun said helplessly: "If you want to laugh, just laugh."

Cai Jinjian did not laugh in the end. Deep down in her heart, she felt a little sad. She looked at Mr. Qi foolishly. After coming back to her senses, Cai Jinjian gave her own answer, "If you don't like it, doing this may not be useful. Isn't it? It’s not important if it’s superfluous. If you already like it a little bit, you might like it even more after reading these.”

At that time, after listening to Cai Jinjian's words, Mr. Qi seemed to have a much lighter burden on his shoulders, and he suddenly smiled.

Mr. Qi's smile at that time would make Cai Jinjian feel that this man, no matter how knowledgeable he is, is still in the world.

Cai Jinjian was lying on the railing, smiling and narrowing her eyes. She was obviously looking far away, but in fact, the spectacular scenery outside the observation deck was not in her eyes.

Cai Jinjian felt that secretly liking such a man, even if she knew he would not like her, was the most beautiful thing.

On the road of spiritual practice, Cai Jinjian would be willing to think about him in the quiet and lonely moments when there was no one around, no matter how many years or thousands of years he would be in the future.

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In the middle of Aquarius Continent, there is an Xianjia ferry bordering the southern border of the Zhu Ying Dynasty.

Liu Qingshan bought a large pot of wine, sat by the river, and drank one sip after another.

Liu Boqi knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be sooner than imagined.

First there was a conflict with a Qi Practitioner, which was still a trivial matter, and then there was a bigger bad news, about the farce in Qingluan Kingdom.

She took the jug from Liu Qingshan's hand and said in a deep voice: "I have hardly read any books, so I can't explain the truth. You are a scholar, so you may not listen to me, but no matter what, I hope you must know one thing. !”

Liu Boqi, the female crowned master of the swordsman's room, held a wine pot in one hand and held down the deer god with a sword on her waist with the other hand. Her expression was sharp, "There are so many stupid and bad people in the world. I have no idea how many books I have read against them." Relationships. When you meet a little bit of good people and things, you will hate them with itch, and you will either possess them or destroy them. From now on, if you want to talk to these people about your reasons, just do it. But in the end, if it doesn’t make sense, I’ll do it. speak."

Liu Qingshan just kept shaking his head, shaking his head vigorously, "I have figured this out. I just want to know why the eldest brother did that. As a son of man, I want to tell my most respected eldest brother, what should I do? I know all aspects of myself. Not as good as big brother, I just want to go home and talk to him about this, okay?"

Liu Boqi shook his head for the first time. She obeyed Liu Qingfeng in everything, but she did not accommodate Liu Qingfeng on this matter. "Don't talk about it. You should just endure it."

Liu Qingshan murmured: "Why?"

Liu Boqi said: "I don't know the reason or reason for this matter, and I don't want to talk nonsense just to relieve you. But I know that your brother will only be in more pain than you at the moment. If you think that, go to hell. Just rub salt into the wound and you will be happy. Just go and I won't stop you, but I will look down on you. It turns out that Liu Qingshan is such a coward. He is smaller than a girl!"

Liu Qingshan looked dull.

Liu Boqi was a little uneasy and asked directly, "Am I exaggerating?"

Liu Qingshan stared at her blankly for a long time, then smiled suddenly, wiped away the tears and runny nose, and said, "It's not bad."

Liu Boqi then returned the jug to Liu Qingshan, "You can drink now."

Liu Qingshan was not polite, took the wine bottle, and drank heavily.

He drank until he lay down by the river and vomited.

Liu Boqi patted his back gently, "If you still want to drink, I will buy it for you."

Liu Qingshan shook his head gently.

In the end, Liu Boqi carried Liu Qingshan on his back and walked on the street in full view of everyone.

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On the road outside a county in Qingluan Country, after heavy rain, it was muddy and water accumulated in pools.

A carriage whose driver was an old man from the county government slowed down, and after a while, it sped up and rushed towards the county seat.

Wang Yifu, who was sitting in the carriage with Magistrate Liu, glanced at Liu Qingfeng, who was concentrating with his eyes closed.

Wang Yifu was one of the two secretly sent into the Qingluan Kingdom by Cui Yi, the national advisor. Now he was nominally a county lieutenant, but in fact, he served as the military secretary beside Liu Qingfeng to prevent some assassinations.

This shows how much Cui Chang attaches great importance to this small county magistrate in a small country.

Wang Yifu knew that there were several women and children staggering on the road behind the carriage.

Wang Yifu also closed his eyes.

He, the fallen general of the Lu Dynasty, finally began to look forward to the high position that this civil servant of the Qingluan Kingdom could reach in the Great Li court in the future.

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The northern border of Zhu Ying Dynasty.

Chaos arose.

On a mountain road, there were several genealogy masters from small sects who concealed their identities and pretended to be wild cultivators from the mountains. They had early targeted a convoy of officials fleeing south.

Ma Kuxuan happened to encounter one of the Qi practitioners who was dragging a gorgeously dressed woman out of the carriage by her hair, saying that he wanted to taste the taste of the county governor's wife.

Ma Kuxuan did not want to intervene at first and continued to go his own way. However, he was blocked by a Qi practitioner, and Ma Kuxuan beat one and a half of them to death with two punches. The last person fled in a hurry, but Ma Kuxuan ignored him.

The poor qi practitioner who had half his life left was stepped on the chest by Ma Kuxuan. Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "Is this how you become a bad person? To become a bad person, you must have some eyesight, and you still need me. Come to teach you?"

Ma Kuxuan stepped on the man's chest.

Ma Kuxuan continued on his way.

Unexpectedly, among the relatives of the disheveled woman, there was a young man who was deeply humiliated and angrily asked Ma Kuxuan why he didn't kill the last person. Isn't this a danger to a tiger?

Ma Kuxuan punched the young man to death, and then passed through the silent motorcade. He just said, "Stupid people who are stupid deserve to die more than bad people."

After leaving, the military monk from Zhenwu Mountain appeared, frowning and saying, "That ignorant young man's crime will not lead to death."

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "Everyone is going to die, shouldn't you be grateful to me for this rare act of heroism?"

The woman lay on her son's body and cried loudly. She was full of hatred and fear for the crazy young man who was looking down on human life.

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The Immortal sect closest to the capital of Great Li is the Changchun Palace.

Security is tight.

Prince Song He and his mother stood on the top of the mountain and asked with a smile: "Is your uncle trying to usurp the throne?"

Song He quickly shook his head and said: "But is it necessary to go to such trouble? Can't we just carry out an assassination? Can't it be done by the dead men of the Sui Dynasty or the remnants of the Lu family? Mother, I It is estimated that at this moment, not to mention the Dali border troops, even in the court, there are many people who are urging the emperor to ascend the throne. Most of the people who are looking for me and my mother are civil servants and are not useful. "

The Dali woman who had lost all her power smiled and said: "He'er, don't underestimate your uncle so much. He is too big-hearted to look down on a dragon chair."

Song He didn't quite believe it.

It's one thing to look down on it or not. In a secular dynasty, who would dislike the dragon's chair touching their buttocks?

The woman consoled her: "Da Li is in charge of the government and the public, and the people's support can be used."

Song He turned his head and said, "Public sentiment? Mother, haven't you always said that those are ignorant ants?"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, "It's okay for mother and son to talk about this kind of thing, but on other occasions, remember, you know it when you know it, but you can't tell it. In the future, when you become the Nine-Five Supreme Lord who rules the continent, you will also have to Learn to play dumb. It was the same with the wise and martial emperor, and it was the same with the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty."

Song He asked: "What about the people on the mountain?"

The woman actually hesitated.

Song He said: "I actually have never understood why my father always has to compete with those gods. If I were a Qi practitioner, especially if my level is high, who would be willing to be restrained by a human monarch? If I really become a Qi practitioner in the future. Emperor, if I change the established national policy, do you think more immortal forces will surrender to me and surround my dragon chair? Maybe I can use this to gradually check and balance the national master and the emperor's uncle? "

The short but extremely charming woman in palace clothes sighed, "He'er, don't say such silly things again in the future. It's best not to even think about it."

Song He said, "Okay, just listen to mother."

The woman smiled sweetly.

This is the most lovable thing about He'er, who is well-behaved and obedient, so mother and son are of the same mind in everything.

As for the other one.

She deliberately didn't let herself think too much.

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Longquan Sword Sect.

Ruan Xiu stood in her yard, eating pastries bought from Qilong Lane.

In the yard, the chickens grew up into old hens and gave birth to another brood of chickens. There were more and more old hens and chickens.

The native dog that had grown into a spirit had shown signs of becoming the king of the mountains and was running wild in the mountains to the west. Fortunately, it had suffered a lot and did not dare to be too presumptuous. When it saw people in the market, it would obediently hold it between its legs. Tail.

Ruan Xiu finished eating the cakes, put away the embroidered handkerchief, and clapped her hands.

A sudden rise.

Arriving at the cliff where someone had carved the four characters "天开神秀", she walked down from the top of the cliff.

After reaching the bottom of the cliff, we returned the same way.

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On this day, Chen Pingan took Li Baoping and Pei Qian for a stroll in the Sui capital.

Cui Dongshan stood in his study room, glanced at the Xianjia scrolls piled randomly, and then looked at the books that Chen Pingan borrowed from the library.

There are also Chen Ping'an's carving knife and a few bamboo slips on the desk. They are all for the convenience of excerpting the words in the books, and they have not been put away.

Cui Dongshan was a little happy.

Li Baoping, Pei Qian and Li Huai regarded this place as their own territory.

Didn't Chen Ping'an show such signs?

But Cui Dongshan is still not in a happy mood today, for no reason, which makes Cui Dongshan helpless.

He did everything he could, overtly and covertly.

But it still seems difficult.

He left the study, came to the green bamboo corridor and sat cross-legged, with his palms on the floor, and smiled slightly, "Little guy, come out."

Cui Dongshan suddenly raised his sleeves.

A little guy was pulled out, dizzy and swaying.

After the little lotus figure discovered that it was Cui Dongshan, she wanted to escape underground.

It turned out that no matter how hard it jumped, it couldn't do it, so I wanted to run out of the corridor and try it in the yard.

It just seemed like it hit the wall and fell back into the corridor.

Cui Dongshan laughed loudly, "You little idiot."

The little lotus figure sat on the ground with his head drooped.

Cui Dongshan looked at it.

Then I thought of myself.

When I was studying, I accompanied a poor old scholar in a poor alley where he had not yet made his fortune. Although I was not considered an expert at that time, I was actually already a Qi practitioner. If the old scholar hadn't established so many complicated rules from the beginning, , why did the two of them, the master and the apprentice, get into such a miserable situation? Can't even eat enough? Then finally one day, he wanted to earn some money and come back. As for whether the old scholar would be expelled from the school as agreed, he couldn't care less. A living person cannot be suffocated to death! But when he came back with a large bag of money, the old scholar said a few words without expression, one sentence was that from now on, he would no longer be a master and apprentice. The second sentence is to hope that no matter where the money comes from, it will be sent back, because the money is the ill-gotten gains of his disciples. But after that, Cui Chan loves to deceive and kidnap or rob homes and homes. He is an old scholar. The big disciples can't teach well, can't control them anymore, and don't have that much ability.

At that time, the young Cui Chan was just like the little lotus flower he is now, sullen, bowed and silent.

The mentality may be very different, but the pitiful appearance is the same.

Cui Dongshan remembered that young Cui Zhang did not cry and begged the old scholar not to drive him away from the school. He only said a few words, I can return the silver, but I hope to keep one or two silver ingots, which I already owe. A sum of money for half a year's study is regarded as clearing the money. The second sentence is that young Cui Chan told the old scholar, take this little money to buy a few better brushes. The brush holders are so bare that you can't bear to throw them away. Even if you have some knowledge in your belly, how can you write articles.

That day the old scholar asked Cui Chan to wait in the house with four walls.

The old scholar walked out of the house and sighed secretly in the alley. Finally, he licked his face and borrowed some money from a neighbor. He cursed the shrew who couldn't stand his poverty and said it in a weird way. A lot of nonsense. The old scholar didn't talk back, he just smiled apologetically. The old scholar spent all his money and bought half a roasted chicken wrapped in oil paper. He swaggered back to the house and never said anything about driving Cui Han away. He just asked Cui Chan to sit down and eat the roasted chicken.

The two sat opposite each other on the shabby table. Cui Chan ate for a while and asked the old scholar why he didn't eat.

The old scholar said that he had a toothache recently and couldn't eat greasy food.

Young Cui Chan continued to eat with his head down, and asked the old scholar if he had borrowed money to buy a writing brush.

The old scholar patted his belly and said that they were all here and couldn't run away. It didn't matter if he wrote later. He could write more articles in one go.

Young Cui Chan actually knew that the poor old scholar who spoke so eloquently was trying to cover up his stomach growling with hunger.

The old scholar finally said softly, Xiao Qian, neither sir nor you, we can only buy this half roast chicken with money. But you can just take this unfashionable bit of knowledge in your stomach, as much as you can, without spending any money. Of course, it doesn’t seem to be very valuable. As scholars, as long as we don't starve to death for a day, we still have to talk about truth for a day.

In fact, that day was the first time Cui Chan left the Wen Sheng lineage, although it was only for a short period of less than an hour.

However, the later junior disciples Zuo Zuo and Qi Jingchun, as well as all the disciples and registered disciples of Literary Saint, did not know about this matter.

Cui Chan didn't say it, and neither did the old scholar.

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Today, Cui Dongshan tapped the little lotus figure on the head with his finger and said with a smile: "I want to tell you something serious, related to my husband. Do you want to listen?"

The little guy hesitated for a long time and nodded.

Cui Dongshan said slowly: "My husband has a mountaintop called Luopo Mountain. There is a pond over there, and there is a golden lotus seed in it. It is very likely that this will be your chance to achieve enlightenment. For example, become a leader to break the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul and become a Aquarius Island is among the first spirits in the upper five realms. When the time comes, Luopo Mountain will also benefit greatly from this. Through you, it can stabilize and condense a large amount of spiritual energy and opportunities. When it comes to practice, certain passes must be taken first. Come first served. It's late, and you don't even have a chance to squat in the latrine."

The little lotus figure blinked, then raised his arms and clenched his fists, probably to cheer himself up?

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "But I ask you one thing. One day in the future, when my husband is not with you, and someone tells you this, and you feel that you are particularly worthless, what do you think should be the reason for my husband? When it’s time to do something…”

Cui Dongshan said in a deep voice: "Don't do it!"

The little lotus figure became more and more confused.

Cui Dongshan pointed to his heart, then pointed to the little guy, and said with a smile: "You are the paradise in my husband's heart."

The little guy tilted his head to indicate that he didn't understand.

Cui Dongshan turned his head and looked up, "He saw in you the most beautiful scene in this world in his mind, well, at least it is one of them. How should I put it, you are like my husband looking back on himself when he was young. All the suffering he suffered has produced a flower. Seeing you, Mr. will feel at ease. It turns out that he is not alone in the world, there are fools like him, exactly the same. And then you were so lucky that you met. Even One day, my husband will change because of the complicated world, and he will be helpless in one way or another. Then by that time, if you haven't changed, your husband will be able to feel a little more at ease, become less and slower."

Cui Dongshan looked away, "But if you do as I say, you will lose a huge opportunity."

The little lotus figure shook his head vigorously.

As if to say it doesn't matter.

Cui Dongshan smiled brightly, leaned forward and stretched out his little finger, "Then let's pull the hook."

The little lotus figure with only one arm raised his arm and hooked with Cui Dongshan. The size of the fingers on both sides was very different, which was very interesting.

Cui Dongshan kept bending over and said with a smile: "Hanging will not change for a hundred years. Well, if possible, it will not change for a thousand or ten thousand years."

The little guy nodded vigorously.

Cui Dongshan suddenly said with a fierce look: "If you regret it one day, I will beat you to death, put you on the chopping board, click it, cut it into eight pieces, make soup and drink it, add onions and garlic, sprinkle with oil and salt... "

Halfway through, Cui Dongshan became happy and made a face. As if that wasn't enough, he stretched out his hands, opened his mouth, put it on his nose, and made a weird face.

The little lotus figure giggled and simply lay on the ground and danced.

Cui Dongshan also laughed heartily.

in the long years that followed.

There has always been such a little charmer in Luolu Mountain.

It's carefree and innocent.

No matter how high Chen Pingan's future achievements are, every time he returns to his hometown from a long trip, he will spend some time alone with his little one to simply talk to his heart.