Sword of Coming

Just when the tiger Wei Bo left Piyun Mountain.

A convoy was mighty, and the whole family moved away from Huaihuang Town, Longquan County.

It's not that I don't have money to go to Niujiao Mountain to take the Xianjia ferry, but someone didn't agree. This makes a woman who is in charge of money and power very regretful. She has never been able to take the Xianjia ferry in her life.

There is no way, if the son doesn't nod, she, the mother, can't do anything, she can only follow along.

Ma's house in Xinghua Lane, after the old woman died, the grandson of the old woman also left the town soon, and the ancestral house has been empty, and the old woman's son and daughter-in-law have already moved out of the ancestral house in Xinghua Lane. Just like Lin Shouyi's father who worked as an errand in the Kiln Supervision and Construction Office, he had power but didn't show it. He gave the impression that he was just a low-level subordinate. The two families were in a similar situation.

The Ma family, who moved out of Xinghua Lane back then, did not buy property in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane. Now they have quietly sold the dragon kiln passed down from their ancestors to the Xu family of Qingfeng City for a sky-high price.

Then, under the arrangement of her son, the whole family moved to the territory of Zhenwu Mountain, one of the ancestral families of the military family, and they would take root there for generations to come. The woman was not very willing, and her man was not very interested. People, I hope to settle down in Dalijing City, but unfortunately my son said that they can only do as parents, after all, my son is no longer the idiot boy in Xinghua Lane back then, but Ma Kuxuan, Aquarius The most outstanding cultivating genius in Zhou today, even the golden core sword cultivator of the Zhuying Dynasty, who was known to be good at fighting, slaughtered two of them for their son.

The woman lifted the curtain of the car and saw Yiqi outside. She was an unbelievably beautiful young woman, and now she was her son's maid. His son helped her name "Shu Dian".

The woman thought it was a bit amusing, but this incident made her feel that her son was still the same stupid son as before.

I'm angry with people.

In the early years, Song Jixin in Niping Lane was rumored to be the illegitimate son of the supervisor, and there was a maid named Zhigui by his side.

According to my mother-in-law when she was alive, the son has always liked that child.

The woman riding slowly beside the carriage noticed the woman's gaze, and initially planned not to see it.

But the young man who rode the lead at the front of the cavalry turned his head and looked indifferently.

She was so frightened that she fell silent, and immediately turned her head to look at the curtain of the car, and asked softly: "Madam, do you need to stop to rest?"

The woman shook her head with a smile, and slowly lowered the curtain.

The young woman named Shu Dian glanced at the back of the young man riding in front of her eyes, her heart was full of sorrow, but she didn't dare to show it.

Back then, she entered Lizhu Cave together with Xu's mother and son in Qingfeng City, and Zhengyang Mountain Moving Mountain Ape. Everyone came here for chance, but in the end, she was the most miserable one. A great disaster, a real disaster of extermination, her grandfather, the master of Haichao cavalry, after being wiped out by the unstoppable Dali soldiers and horses, had already taken advantage of the situation and lost his military power, but he kept his position in the imperial court. Official status, and then he was able to retire and return home, but this young man appeared.

Returning to his hometown with honor, more than a hundred of the accompanying guards dispatched by the imperial court, plus grandfather's pro-military retinue, all died, and corpses were everywhere.

She fell to her knees with the old man.

Ma Kuxuan stood between the two kneeling people, put his hand on the two heads, and said that the two heads would not pay off the debt, even if the entire tide cavalry were dead, they would still not be able to pay.

Ma Kuxuan asked the old man what to do.

The old man kowtowed, begging Ma Kuxuan to spare his granddaughter and just take his life.

A lifetime of military service and numerous achievements in battle, how could he have imagined that he would end up like this, the woman knelt beside him blankly.

Ma Kuxuan pressed down with his palm, leaving a horrible limp corpse on the ground.

In the end, Ma Kuxuan didn't kill her, but kept her by his side, and gave her a famous name without a surname.

Shu Dian, who was devastated, finally followed Ma Kuxuan to Longquan County.

The young man who murdered many times along the way, after returning to his hometown, the first place he went was not Xinghua Lane, let alone the residence of his parents, but by the bank of the Longxu River, where the Longxu River and the iron At the mouth of the waterfall at the junction of Fujiang, Shudian saw the appearance of a sword-holding god, the first-class water god in Dali, named Yanghua.

At that time, Ma Kuxuan was squatting at the boundary between rivers and rivers, throwing stones lightly into the water, and smiled at the high-ranking Dali God, "I know you are the maid beside the Empress Dowager, but I am just a river under your command." God's grandson, logically speaking, I should respect you somewhat, but I heard that you are not very polite to my grandma, so you have to be careful. In this world, whether you are a cultivator or a god or a ghost, you will be in debt. I have to pay it back. When I return here to visit my grandma next time, if you still haven’t paid off the debt and dare to dictate to this Longxu River, then I will detain your golden body on Zhenwu Mountain and temper it every day. How much incense essence is broken, I will feed you as much incense, I want you to pay it back for a thousand years, even if I, Ma Kuxuan, die, as long as Zhenwu Mountain is still there, you will suffer for a thousand years, one day less Count me as Ma Kuxuan as the loser."

Water God Yang Hua scoffed.

Ma Kuxuan said again, "Since you can become Dajiang Zhengshen, you don't have to be afraid of suffering. It doesn't matter. You are born as a woman, and your human nature is not there. Some temperaments are hard to get rid of. I will catch some prostitutes every few years. Temple gods, or mountain spirits, go to Zhenwu Mountain, and then teach them a mystical technique that has long been lost, so that they will be blessed by misfortune, and let you know what it means to pay for your debts."

Ma Kuxuan finally said: "I tell you this because I hope you don't be like some people who are stupid enough to think that many small things are just small things. Otherwise, Ma Kuxuan will break through too quickly, and you will pay off your debts very quickly. "

The Tiefu Jiangshui God didn't speak, but only sneered.

Ma Kuxuan tilted his head, "I don't believe it, right?"

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "Then wait. I have also changed my mind now. One day soon, I will let the Queen Mother personally issue a decree and hand it over to you, and let you go to Zhenwu Mountain to serve as the Great River Water God, when the time comes, I will come to visit again, I hope that the Empress of Water God will treat you warmly, and I will reciprocate courtesy and invite you to the mountain as a guest."

Yang Hua looked dignified.

Ma Kuxuan shook his head, "Sorry, it's late."

Yang Hua narrowed her eyes.

A Taoist protector of Zhenwu Mountain appeared behind Ma Kuxuan, and smiled slightly, "Miss Water God, it's against the rules to commit suicide without authorization."

Yang Hua sneered and said, "Ma Kuxuan is already the owner of Zhenwu Mountain?"

The military monk shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course not. It's just that Ma Kuxuan's words seem to be more effective than our mountain master. I have been dissatisfied for a long time, and I have no choice."

Yang Hua noticed that the monk had winked at Quietly.

Yang Hua sighed, and said to Ma Kuxuan, "Ma Lanhua will soon have her own river god temple."

Longxuhe River Po Malanhua, after being promoted from Hepo to the river god, has been unable to build a temple.

If Jinkou, the water god of the Tiefu River, were to be opened, it would be reasonable and reasonable to build an incense temple. No matter it is the local government in Longzhou or the Ministry of Rites of the Dali court, they will not be embarrassed.

Ma Kuxuan stood up and clapped his hands, "Okay, then I, Ma Kuxuan, will also regret it once. From now on, the Goddess of Water will be my honored guest of Ma Kuxuan."

After that, the slender Ma Kuxuan, dressed in black and with a white jade belt, was like a handsome young man who was the first to go out to play in mountains and rivers. He walked by the bank of the Longxu River. Breath, not far away, there are aquatic plants emerging in the river, swaying in the river water, as if spying on the movement on the shore.

As if not daring to recognize Ma Kuxuan, the woman whose appearance was no longer old and aging poked her head out from the river, and looked at the young man on the bank. The god of rivers does not shed tears, but the woman subconsciously wiped her face.

It was the maidservant "Shu Dian" who saw the young devil Ma Kuxuan for the first time, and smiled brilliantly. She also discovered that such a hard-hearted bad guy would also cry.

That day Ma Kuxuan was sitting by the river, sitting side by side with her, and the woman was gently holding Ma Kuxuan's hand, murmuring.

Ma Kuxuan just sat there, didn't speak for a long time, his face was a little strange, but it was the nagging he was most familiar with in his life.

Grandma said a lot of bad things about the parents and scolded a lot of people, but in the end she told him not to worry about anything.

She finally asked her grandson to wait for a while, then went to the shabby water mansion, moved all the accumulated belongings back, and placed them neatly beside the two, explaining the origin of each piece, and finally asked Ma Kuxuan to take them all away. Said that these are all the daughter-in-law books she saved for her grandson, but she doesn't know if there is any girl she likes in these years. Anyway, that naive girl is a natural vixen, and she is really not a woman who can marry into the family. Except for her, any woman She recognized her as her granddaughter-in-law.

Ma Kuxuan said he was childish.

The woman habitually stretched out her finger, poked her grandson on the forehead lightly, and scolded him for being obsessed with ghosts, not knowing what to do at all, an idiot who doesn't care about his parents, who deserves to suffer.

In the end, the woman began to cry as she spoke, saying that in order to become this He Po, she had to suffer and suffer. If she hadn't thought about having a grandson like him, she would have been unable to survive alone. .

Ma Kuxuan took a deep breath and wiped his face with his hand.

The woman asked that Ma Kuxuan to promise her one thing. Ma Kuxuan said that there is no need to be afraid of this. If he really wants to follow the clues to find the head of the Ma family in Xinghua Lane, if Chen Pingan dares to kill someone, he will kill Chen Pingan The two people who care about the most will only be more or less. The woman just shook her head, insisting that Ma Kuxuan agree to her, crying, saying that they are your parents, how can they settle accounts like this.

Ma Kuxuan remained silent.

In the end, the woman used her trump card, saying that if he did not agree, she would be considered as having no grandson in the future.

Ma Kuxuan had no choice but to agree first, deep in his heart, he actually had his own calculations, so after parting, Ma Kuxuan still did not go to find his parents, but went to Yang's shop and learned that his grandma had to stay in Longxuhe Afterwards, the matter was not discussed, so Ma Kuxuan had no choice but to change his mind, asked his parents to sell the ancestral dragon kiln at a high price, and left Longquan County with his family. In the end, there was this slow trip away from home.

Along the way, Shudian discovered a strange thing.

For some reason, it seems that Ma Kuxuan's relationship with his parents is normal, it's not that there is any other kind of alienation between immortals, it seems that he has no feelings since he was a child. Immersed in great joy, for Guangzong Yaozu's son, he was so taciturn that he almost didn't even have a smiling face. The couple didn't think there was anything wrong at all, as if their son was so superior, this was a matter of course.

The couple, the man in ordinary gentry attire, exudes the ability of a gentry and wealthy businessman, the woman has a pair of peach blossom eyes, but her looks are not brilliant, the eyes that look at people, even with a smile on her face, are still revealing. With a hint of coldness.

Along the way, some people and ghosts who were short-sighted and unlucky all died.

It seems that Ma Kuxuan deliberately chose those mountain and river journeys where there are roads to go but poor mountains and rivers, and wants to kill those rogues and spirits, so as to relieve his depression.

During this period, her master monk came to rescue her for the second time.

The first time was when the Patriarch brought people in person to question Master Ma Kuxuan Xing, and Ma Kuxuan beat and killed dozens of people with his own hands, just like crushing ants to death in front of her.

Before Ma Kuxuan made a move, she was asked to make a second choice, whether to live by herself or to die who saved them.

If the answer is wrong, she will die.

Numerology got it right. So those people died.

This time, it was a brother from the same school who was expected to become her Taoist companion on the mountain, and came with his friends on the mountain to save her from the dire straits.

Ma Kuxuan asked her to choose again, whether to be that desperate mandarin duck, or to live alone.

Numerology is still alive.

So the senior brother she always thought she loved deeply, and several of his friends died again, without any suspense.

At that time, it was raining heavily and muddy, and Shu Dian had collapsed. He sat on the ground and asked loudly why he wanted to die for the first time, but Ma Kuxuan refused to agree to it. After the next two times, he granted her wish again.

At that time, Ma Kuxuan was wearing a long gown that didn't get wet at all, and smiled at her: "I want you to live like death, why don't you understand. If you don't understand, you are a fairy, but today you have to sit in the mud The reason for the pitiful wailing, when you understand it, you can live a relaxed and comfortable life, and the past is not worth mentioning at all."

Ma Kuxuan grabbed her head and threw her onto the horse's back, "If you are a slave, if you show any disrespect in the future, you will cut off your tongue. It's no exception."

The convoy continued on its way in the rain.

At the end of spring, the sun is warm.

Ma Kuxuan was at the front of the horse team, sitting on the horseback, swaying around, silently counting in his mind the monks of the upper five realms who squatted in the latrines and didn't shit.

Da Li Guoshi, Cui Chan, the embroidered tiger, doesn't count, this old gentleman is indeed the one who does great things.

Hiding in the capital of Dali for many years, the giant of the Mohist branch forcibly killed the Lu family monk of the Yinyang family, which is also considered a skill.

Ma Kuxuan had personally seen those twelve mountain ferries worthy of the name. Looking up, they covered the sky and covered the sun. Under the ferries, the territory of the world with a radius of a hundred miles was like being stuck in the middle of the night. The reason is that the construction of each huge ferry boat is equivalent to cutting off a large piece of meat from the Dali court and the Song emperor. Not only that, but the Dali Song clan also owed the main line of the Mo family, the merchants, and other middle-earths. The boss had a large foreign debt, and the big Li iron rider scraped the ground three feet on the way south to repay the debt in secret. As for when the debt will be paid off, it is hard to say.

That Mohist ranger named Xu Ruo should not be underestimated.

Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Beiju Luzhou, has already set off to return. It is meaningless to continue to stay in Aquarius Island. Besides, I heard that this Heavenly Lord is suspected of a fire in the backyard. If he does not return to Beiju Luzhou, it will be a joke.

The rest seem to be dispensable existences. After death, the aura returns to heaven and earth, and when alive, they are just thieves on the mountain who know some fairy arts, and misers who eat it and don’t spit it out.

Qi Zhen, the heavenly king of the Shen Gaozong, couldn't even keep a disciple of the sect who was deeply blessed like He Xiaoliang, so leaving her with her broken hands and feet in the Shen Gaozong, wouldn't it be good to be a cornucopia?

The Xiazong Zhenjingzong, who moved from Yuguizong, annexed Shujian Lake in one go, and became popular. However, Jiang Shangzhen is very good at being a man, and the dignified suzerain is willing to be a man with his tail between his legs. Any conflict between the disciples of the sect and the outside world, I don't ask the reason at all, it's all my own fault, the patriarch's family's servants have helped the sect to make enemies several times, and took the initiative to send the head, which avoided many troubles and hidden dangers.

Liu Laocheng, the wild cultivator of Gongliu Island, is in the Jade Raw Realm, and Liu Zhimao, the Zhenjun of Jiejiang, has also broken through the realm, becoming the second wild cultivator of the upper five realms. Of course, they are now considered the genealogy masters of the Real Realm Sect.

The childish-looking patriarch of Fengxue Temple has not gone down the mountain for hundreds of years, but he showed his face once during the fight between Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden.

A certain female monk on Zhenwu Mountain was quieter than the ancestor of Fengxue Temple who was also the ancestral family of the Aquarius Continent military family, but many disciples were active in the Dali Frontier Army.

The head of the Yunlin Jiang family who has been hiding behind many scenes.

The first deity of the upper five realms in the history of Aquarius Continent, Wei Bo of Piyun Mountain.

The Sword Cultivator of the Upper Five Realms of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, who has not shown up until now, is not sure whether he died in seclusion or chose to continue to forbear.

As for the storyteller in the Sui Dynasty, he is now a prisoner in Piyun Mountain, guarding a prince of the Gao family. It’s not that Ma Kuxuan looked down on this old guy. What else is left besides a state of jade?

Finally, Ma Kuxuan remembered the mud-legged guy in Mud Ping Lane.

Ma Kuxuan opened his eyes on the horseback, interlaced his fingers, pressed down lightly, thinking it was a little fun, and left the town, it seemed that all the people of the same age he met were trash, but this guy from his hometown was the only one A real opponent who could excite him.

I don't know if I need to do my best for the next fight?

It is estimated that it is still not needed.

This is a bit boring.

Ma Kuxuan closed his eyes again, and began to think about the proud son of the Divine Continent of Central Earth.

As for the maidservant behind her, one day, she will sadly realize that without realizing it, she has no intention of revenge. On the contrary, one day, she will sincerely feel that staying by Ma Kuxuan's side is the only security in the world.

At that moment, it was time for her to die.

Ma Kuxuan will also leave a part of her soul and memory, relying on some lost secret techniques that even the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain can't master, follow the clues to find her reincarnation, and when the time comes, return her memory, Let her not be freed from life to life, reincarnated as a human again and again, life after life is worse than death.

That Chen Pingan, as long as he dares to take revenge, will only be worse than her.

But before Chen Ping seeks revenge, he, Ma Kuxuan, will not do much, after all, it was their Ma family who made mistakes back then.

No matter how ruthless Ma Kuxuan was, he would not want to kill irrelevant people indiscriminately, but there are many death seekers in the world, and he happened to offend Ma Kuxuan, so he just helped send him off.

On Luopo Mountain, Pei Qian had already prepared all her possessions, big and small, early in the morning, and she was about to take a long trip!

Because the old man told her yesterday, "Carry the small bamboo box and bring the trekking stick. Go to your hometown and go on a study tour together. Don't worry, just treat it as relaxing with the old man and practicing boxing. We'll talk about it later."

Pei Qian just yelled, "Old man Cui has enough to eat today", and then pushed open the bamboo door on the second floor, wanting to make up his mind to eat another meal.

Anyway, if you don't say a word or two of heroism, you will be beaten. It's better to take advantage of it and treat it as a few copper coins for nothing.

As a result, the old man who was wearing a green shirt and was barefoot, just said this.

Pei Qian was still a little uncomfortable, and then replied, "The old cook is gone, but there is Nuanshu girl on the mountain to take care of our meals, besides, I didn't grab your bowl at the dinner table, did I? "

Cui Cheng almost couldn't resist giving this girl another solid punch.

In recent days, Cui Cheng often showed up, and would also serve meals at the table.

Cui Cheng only said one sentence, "Go downstairs and cool off."

However, Pei Qian's eyes rolled sharply, and after dawdling for a long time, he swaggered out of the bamboo building, stood in the corridor, put his hands on his hips, and shouted: "Zhou Mili!"

The little girl in black who was sitting on the stairs on the first floor immediately ran to the open space and asked, "Why didn't you hear the screams today?"

Pei Qian raised his eyebrows, put his arms around his chest, and said with a sneer, "What do you think? After entering the second floor, there is no winner. Do you think I can get out?"

Zhou Mili frowned, thinking hard about the question, and finally asked: "Did we put laxatives in that bowl of rice? Why didn't I know beforehand, this kind of thing should not be left to Nuanshu, I am Luobashanyou Dharma protector, I will do it..."

Pei Qian jumped down from the second floor and landed beside Zhou Mili. He struck out with lightning and held down the head of the stupid little idiot. With a twist of his wrist, Zhou Mili began to spin on the spot.

In the end, it was Zhou Mili who found it interesting and started running in place.

Pei Qian stretched out his fingers together and shouted softly: "Definitely!"

Zhou Mili immediately stood still, eyes wide open, and remained motionless.

Pei Qian put his fingers upright in front of him, and made a gesture of sinking his dantian with the other hand, nodded and said: "My immortal family's body-holding technique is really good, and I can't even hide from the big water monster in Dumb Lake."

Zhou Mili still didn't dare to move, only his eyes lit up.

Pei Qian was more satisfied, and threw two fingers at her, "Move!"

Zhou Mili hurriedly clapped her hands and said happily, "It's amazing, I really couldn't move just now."

This day, Pei Qian took Zhou Mili to play with Chen Ruchu again, the three girls gathered together, chattering, just like the countless peach blossoms in the mountain, with orioles on the flowers.

Then the day passed by in a flash.

This morning, not only Chen Ruchu and Zhou Mili arrived, but also Zheng Dafeng and Chen Lingjun.

Zheng Dafeng was expressionless.

No wonder he, Zheng Dafeng, really couldn't stop him.

Chen Lingjun glanced at the old man Cui Cheng, then stopped looking, and walked to the side of the cliff to be alone in a daze.

Cui Cheng said to Zheng Dafeng: "Tell Zhu Lian not to use that half of martial arts, it's very good."

Zheng Dafeng held a paulownia leaf umbrella and said with a playful smile: "I don't want it, old cook, you can give it to me."

Cui Cheng kicked him away, not happy, Zheng Dafeng could easily dodge with staggering footsteps.

Pei Qian showed off the long-lost sword and sword on his waist, and the bamboo sword and bamboo sword were all there.

There are also trekking sticks in hand and small bamboo boxes on their backs.

Today the old man also wears Confucian shirts.

It's not that Pei Qian has never seen the old man's attire, it's just that it feels very strange today.

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "I don't know, I'm also a scholar. He was learned in his early years. He is one of the most famous writers in Aquarius Continent."

Pei Qian said, "Did you count it yourself?"

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Oh?"

Pei Qian immediately said loudly: "Probably not! It is definitely a fact recognized by everyone on and off Baopingzhou Mountain."

Zheng Dafeng sighed in his heart, "The location has been chosen, according to what the senior said, starting from a wilderness and deep mountain in the westernmost part of Nanyuan Kingdom."

Cui Cheng nodded, then turned to look at Pei Qian, "Are you ready?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, clenched the walking stick tightly in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "It's a bit safe!"

In the end, the old and the young, like flying through the clouds, landed on the top of an inaccessible mountain.

Pei Qian's face turned pale.

Cui Cheng laughed softly: "After this journey is over, I won't be so afraid, trust me."

Pei Qian poked the walking stick in his hand on the ground heavily, and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid of a hammer!"

Cui Cheng looked into the distance and said, "Then please put away the talisman in your sleeve."

Pei Qian shook one sleeve slightly, pretending not to hear anything.

The two hiked down the mountain together.

At first, Pei Qian was a little uneasy, but she was used to walking on mountain roads, and she felt that there was really nothing to be afraid of, at least for the time being.

It is still far away from the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, and what is under our feet now is just the barbarian land of Ouhua Blessed Land, which is not considered the real territory of Nanyuan Kingdom.

In the evening of this day, Pei Qian had already cooked a small pot of fish soup and rice.

There was a river at the foot of the mountain. Pei Qian cut a bamboo pole by himself, tied it with a fishing line and hook, then threw the pole into the water, and squatted quietly by the river. The fish bit the hook completely, and one of them suddenly pulled it up and landed.

Cui Cheng had a headache when he looked at the thick fishing rod. Could this be called fishing, or pulling fish, right?

But when drinking fish soup with a big bowl, the old man sitting cross-legged doesn't care about it, it's a little salty, Heitan girl asked him how it tasted, and the old man said it was okay against his conscience.

Pei Qian spooned fish soup for himself to eat with rice, it was delicious, with fish soup, a thief would eat!

Pei Qian squatted on the ground, shaking his shoulders, the little girl was very happy.

The old man is too lazy to say that sitting has a sitting posture, and eating has a eating posture.

He is not that Chen Pingan.

In the future, if Chen Ping dared to talk about these trivial matters, the old man felt that he might not be able to resist reprimanding him. What's so great about being a master?

Just thinking of this, the old man laughed at himself, and said softly to Pei Qian: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

Pei Qian snorted and began to chew slowly.

After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks and the clay pots for cooking soup, Pei Qian took out the kettle, washed the handle, and then took out pens, paper and ink from the small bamboo box where various objects were sorted and placed neatly one by one, and used the small bamboo box as a desk. Start copying books seriously.

Cui Cheng sat aside and said with a smile: "When we get here, we don't need to copy the books. If Master blames us later, you can just say that I agreed."

After Pei Qian copied the complete sentence meticulously, he turned his head and glared, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Cui Cheng waved his hand.

After Pei Qian finished copying the book, it was already dark, and she carefully put away all her belongings.

In fact, seeing things at night, for Pei Qian today, is like drinking water and eating, it's too simple.

Seeing that old man Cui was dozing off, Pei Qian tiptoed to the top of the mountain with a trekking stick in his hand to practice that crazy sword technique.

Cui Cheng smiled and asked: "Since it's swordsmanship, why don't you use the bamboo sword at your waist?"

Pei Qian stopped the sword technique, and replied loudly: "Learn from Master, Master will not easily draw a sword, you don't understand. Of course I don't understand, anyway, just do it."

Cui Cheng asked: "Then what if your master is wrong?"

Pei Qian continued to practice this set of crazy swordsmanship, and it was so loud that her words seemed a bit intermittent in the ears of ordinary warriors. Fortunately, Cui Cheng heard clearly and clearly, "Master is on my side, How can it be possible to teach the wrong disciples, you can’t make mistakes, you won’t make mistakes in this life, anyway, if you make a mistake, I also think it’s right. None of you can control it.”

Cui Cheng smiled, stopped talking, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Around midnight, Cui Cheng woke up Pei Qian, who rubbed his eyes but didn't complain.

Traveling day and night, crossing mountains and rivers, what is so strange.

When going down the mountain, Pei Qian was carrying an unseemly fishing rod on his back.

Cui Cheng asked, "Aren't you tired?"

Pei Qian seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and said pitifully, "Tired."

Cui Cheng then said: "Don't think about me carrying the fishing rod for you, the old man can't afford to lose face."

Pei Qian sighed, asked Cui Cheng to wait for a while, picked up the fishing line, put it away together with the hook, put it back into a small package in the bamboo box, carried the bamboo box back, grabbed the fishing rod, and lightly He shouted: "Let's go!"

The fishing rod was nailed straight into a big tree in the distance.

In the morning and evening meals of the next day, because I walked along the big river, I still cooked fish soup and rice.

Cui Cheng sipped the fish soup and said, "If we walk down the river, will we both eat this every day?"

Pei Qian rolled his eyes and said, "I'm satisfied with what I have to eat, what else is there to make?"

Pei Qian finally snorted and said: "You don't know, when I was traveling with master, it was just me and master, there was no such thing as the old cook. At that time, it was called hard work, and master was tested at that time." As for me, I haven't officially accepted me as the first disciple of Kaishan. Master is good at fishing, but I can't do it. Once I was really hungry and panicked, and Master didn't ask me to come over to eat. Guess what I came up with? "

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "I beg Chen Ping'an to reward you with a bite of food?"

Pei Qian sneered and said: "Fuck, I went to a river with turbid water, and the water is not deep. Go to my waist, plop it, and I plunged down with a slam. Then I stretched out my arm and hit the rock. I probed into the crevice, and after stirring, I caught a big fish, a big catfish about the length of my arm. He raised his arm and shook it several times before he smashed that big catfish to the ground!"

When Pei Qian said this, he was a little proud, "Master was dumbfounded, and gave me a thumbs up, full of praise!"

Cui Cheng laughed and said, "There are lots of nonsense."

Pei Qian immediately relaxed his shoulders, "Well, Master did not give a thumbs up, nor did he speak well of me, but just glanced at me."

In fact, that time, Heitan girl was so stubborn that she hid the injured arm behind her back and stared at Chen Pingan fiercely.

At this moment, Pei Qian quickly swore to the old man, "I really caught that big catfish..."

Speaking of this, worried that Cui Cheng would not believe it, Pei Qianmaliu'er rolled up his sleeves, but was very annoyed, and sighed, "I forgot that there was no such mark long ago."

Pei Qian soon had a smile on his face, "It's thanks to the master who grabbed a handful of herbs, threw them in front of me, smashed them up and applied them on my arms, and it didn't hurt at all. Do you think it's strange? Not working? You don’t understand, do you?”

Cui Cheng smiled and nodded.

after that.

Pei Qian would still copy books every day, and practice that crazy sword technique from time to time.

Cui Cheng just walked slowly with Pei Qian.

Watching Pei Qian beating water with stones this day, the old man asked casually, "Girl Pei, what is the saddest thing you have ever heard in your life?"

Pei Qian didn't hear it on purpose.

The old man asked again.

Pei Qian squatted by the water, and said slowly: "Just twice, once at the frontier inn of the Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou. Master didn't say anything, but he just looked at me, and I felt sad."

"Later, there was a saying, which was said by the big white goose. He asked me, would he only practice boxing after the death of the master. It was also sad, and it made people sleepless."

Cui Cheng didn't say anything more.

Pei Qian, who seems to have become carefree soon, has already picked two unknown grasses by the river, and is playing with the fighting grass that the country children like most.

The mountains and rivers are far away, and we gradually come to the place where there are people.

Cui Cheng still took Pei Qian to the scenic place. On a cliff, the old man put his hands behind his hands and said with a smile, "What a rock wall embroidered with iron flowers, murderous and silent."

Pei Qian hummed and nodded slightly, as if he understood everything.

Cui Cheng turned his head and said with a smile: "I'm used to wading through mountains and rivers with my feet on the ground. Next, let's do a real trek over mountains and mountains? Dare you?"

Pei Qian put a talisman on his forehead, and said proudly: "People in the Jianghu, only can't, no dare!"

Cui Cheng did not travel far away against the wind, but supported the wall, followed by Pei Qian who followed the same example.

At the top of the mountain, there are at least ten miles away from the green hills in the distance.

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Grasp the trekking stick and the bamboo box firmly."

Before Pei Qian could ask anything, the old man grabbed his shoulders, smiled and shouted, "Go!"

Pei Qian, who looked like a mountain god controlling the clouds and mists, was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold at first, but he quickly got used to it. With a sound of wow, he played with the dog planer. Looking down, mountains and rivers were winding under his feet.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

When he was about to crash into the green hill on the opposite side, Pei Qian gently adjusted his breathing, stretched his body in the air, changed his posture, slightly changed his trajectory, stepped on a towering tree with his feet, bent his knees instantly, and curled up , The whole big tree was broken by her stepping on it. When the broken tree hit the ground, Pei Qian tapped his toes lightly and floated to the ground. Cui Cheng was already standing beside her, and said, "Climb to the summit earlier than anyone else."

Pei Qian ran wildly, like a wisp of green smoke, Cui Cheng just kept keeping a distance of five or six feet away from Pei Qian, so he could see him but couldn't catch up.

One old and one young, they went in a straight line on the following mountain road, and when there was no way ahead, Cui Cheng threw out Pei Qian.

In the end, Pei Qian could even play that set of crazy swordsmanship in the clouds and mist.

One day when the moon and stars were thinning, the two landed at the foot of a famous Xiyue Mountain in Nanyuan Kingdom.

Pei Qian blinked, eager to try: "Throw me up?"

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "It's time to walk, scholars should respect the mountains."

Pei Qian nodded, "That's right."

In the mountainous land of Nanyuan Kingdom, in the past history, of course, there were no real miraculous events. As for the legends and deeds in the official history, there may be many.

But now it's hard to say.

Cui Cheng took Pei Qian to climb the mountain and walked on the steps. Pei Qian shook the small bamboo box, tapped the steps lightly with his walking stick, and said with a smile, "It's somewhat similar to the steps of our Lupo Mountain."

Cui Cheng said: "The scenery in the world will be similar if you don't look carefully."

Pei Qian nodded, and decided to write down this sentence silently, so that he can show it off in the future, so as to fool that idiot Zhou Mili.

Cui Cheng climbed the mountain slowly, looked around, and read a line of poetry, "Thousands of mountains are towering with scales, thousands of ravines are full of pines and waves, strange things surprise the centenarians."

Pei Qian nodded and said, "Good poetry!"

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "You understand?"

Pei Qian grinned, "I said it for Master."

Cui Cheng laughed heartily.

At the top of the mountain, there was a Taoist temple with a closed door. Cui Cheng didn't knock on the door, but walked around with Pei Qian and saw some inscriptions on the cliff. Cui Cheng looked into the distance and said with emotion: "The sages once said, The fate of the country lies in the vitality, and the fate of the country lies in the hearts of the people. Sincerity is what I say, sincerity is what I say..."

Pei Qian turned to look at the old man, and finally remembered that the old man said that he was a scholar.

It is rare for the two of them to go down the mountain on foot, and then go down, there will be smoke in the countryside, there will be cities and towns, and there will be post roads and official roads.

I met a lot of people along the way, of all kinds, most of them passed by, and there was no trouble.

That day, the two were at a roadside tea stall, and Pei Qian paid for two large bowls of herbal tea.

Pei Qian made himself a bamboo hat.

There is a wrong sword at the waist, a small bamboo box on the back, a bamboo hat on the head, and a mountain stick slanted by the table, which looks very funny.

A group of gangsters who got off their horses came to the next table, and Pei Qian was a little flustered. She, who was originally sitting opposite the old man's table, quietly sat on the bench next to the old man.

Quickly glanced at the group of real Jianghu people, Pei Qian lowered his voice, and asked the old man, "Do you know what things you must have to walk in Jianghu?"

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Tell me about it."

Pei Qian said softly: "A big bag of gold leaves, a tall horse, a precious knife that cuts iron like mud, and a well-known nickname in the Jianghu. The master said that with these, you can go to the Jianghu and eat incense wherever you go. .”

Pei Qian was suddenly a little happy, "I don't want to be a tall horse in the future. Master promised me that when I leave the rivers and lakes, he will definitely buy me a little donkey."

Cui Cheng smiled and nodded.

The Jianghu people who pulled their waists and swords were sitting next door, one of them didn't take his seat immediately, stretched out his hand to hold the little girl's bamboo hat, and laughed loudly: "Where is the little Heitan who ran out, yo, is she still a little heroine? With a saber belt Swordsman, so majestic."

The man reached out and pressed Pei Qian's head heavily, "Tell me, who did you learn from?"

Cui Cheng was just drinking tea.

Pei Qian's face was pale, without saying a word, he slowly raised his head, and said timidly: "I learned from my master."

The man from the rivers and lakes took a step back with a smile, and kicked the green bamboo box of the girl in the bamboo hat, "Why are you walking in the rivers and lakes, and you still carry a tattered book box?"

Pei Qian just wanted to ask Cui Cheng for help, but he never thought that the old man said with a smile: "Fix it yourself."

Pei Qian wiped the sweat off his face, seeing that the man was going to kick the bamboo box behind him even harder, Pei Qian stood up, moved away, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and pulled the walking stick hold in hand.

The man stepped into the air, and just felt that he had lost face, and became a little angry from embarrassment. When he saw the scene of the little black charcoal picking things up in the air, he started to sweat on his forehead, and tried his best to put his unfriendly face into a kind expression. Then he bowed his head, rubbed his hands together and said with a dry smile, "I have admitted the wrong person, I have admitted the wrong person."

Pei Qian thought for a while, then sat back in his original seat.

Cui Cheng smiled and asked, "Do you dare not fight back?"

Pei Qian shook his head, and said sullenly: "At the beginning, I was a little afraid that he would break the bamboo box, but after I saw him handing it out, I was even more afraid that if I was not careful, I would punch him through the chest. "

Cui Cheng asked again: "Why are you afraid of this? Isn't it because the other party is afraid of you?"

Pei Qian still shook his head, "Master said, traveling in the rivers and lakes is not only about fighting and killing with pleasure. When encountering trivial matters, being able to hold back your fists is the skill of a martial arts practitioner."

Cui Cheng smiled.

I don't know whether to make fun of the little girl's big talk, or the town saying "to the door".

Cui Cheng finished drinking the tea in the bowl, and said: "You only have a few pennies in your property, and if you lose a copper coin, of course you have to worry about it. When you have a lot of fairy money, you will lose a few pennies..."

Pei Qian was categorical: "We still have to search all over the place!"

Just kidding, there is no reason not to get back lost money.

The master said that every copper coin that belongs to one's own purse, if lost, is that poor homeless worm.

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Pei Qian said strangely: "If you explain it differently, I will listen."

Cui Cheng laughed and said: "The old gentleman also has a time when the old saying is over, and the old reason is not."

Pei Qian was a little disappointed, "Think again?"

Cui Cheng shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

The people at the next table didn't even drink tea, and rode off on their horses.

It seems that there is a real emergency.

Cui Cheng took Pei Qian and continued on his way. Looking into the distance, he said with a smile, "Catch up and tell them what's on your mind. You can do whatever you want."

Pei Qian hesitated.

Cui Cheng waved his hand.

Pei Qian took a deep breath, supported his bamboo hat, and started to gallop, and then carefully thought about what he should say, so that he seemed reasonable, well-founded, and polite. After a while, Pei Qian, who was running faster than a horse, had already chased Get on that one person and one ride.

She gradually slowed down, raised her head and said to the man on horseback who looked like a mourner: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, you must speak morally!"

Seeing that person with a demented look on his face.

Pei Qian emphasized his tone and asked loudly, "Do you remember?"

The man trembled: "Remember!"

Not only him, but even his other friends in the world couldn't help answering.

When Pei Qian got the answer, he stopped suddenly, waiting for the old man behind him to catch up with him.

After that, Pei Qian and the old man walked across the high walls of Zhoucheng.

I have burned incense in Taoist temples around the world, sold all kinds of delicious food in the market, and visited the bookstores in my hometown. Pei Qian bought books for Sister Baoping and Li Huai. He prepared gifts out of his pocket, but unfortunately, in his hometown of Nanyuan, the fairy money doesn't work. Looking at the copper coins and silver coins, it seems that he has gone to another house, and Pei Qian is still a little worried.

When Cui Cheng walked out of the book shop with Pei Qian, he asked, "Do you find it boring to behave like your master everywhere?"

Pei Qian walked swaggeringly on the bustling streets, "Of course not, what's so boring about being alive, what do you want to do if you can eat and drink enough every day? I used to be a beggar in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, and I was in tatters. It’s so bad, I can’t even get in the door, how pitiful, I can only lean against the wall, try to get as close as possible to pray to the Bodhisattva, but the Bodhisattvas can’t listen, should I be hungry or growling, should I be beaten No, it still hurts so much that my intestines are spinning."

Cui Cheng smiled and said: "You can't think like this. Didn't the Bodhisattvas hear it in the end, let Chen Pingan stand in front of you and become your master?"

Pei Qian stopped suddenly, her eyes turned red instantly, and she asked the old man to wait for her. She ran to the temple in the city alone, asked for incense and offered incense, and took off the small bamboo box and put it aside. She stood at the feet of the Bodhisattva On the futon, I knocked my head a lot.

After the two left the city, Cui Cheng said that they were going to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom.

Pei Qian nodded and said nothing.

On the banks of a river not far from the capital.

Cui Cheng sat by the river, and Pei Qian squatted beside him, scooping up water to wash his face.

The old man asked, "Are you still afraid of that Cao Qinglang? If so, we can enter the city later."

Pei Qian remained silent, staring blankly at the other side of the river.

The old man casually picked up a stone, threw it lightly into the river, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you're afraid of someone or something. But don't be too afraid to face it. Scholars do their research, and there are many sages who talk about breaking the sky." The truth, ordinary juniors, can catch up? Don’t you want to learn? Some poems and sentences that the predecessors wrote first, but the posterity can only stare blankly, how to compare? Don’t write articles? The most fearful thing is Now that you are on the same path, it is destined to be difficult to avoid in this life, so you will deceive yourself and others, and only do some comfortable work that is within your reach."

The old man pointed to the distance, "But you have to know what's going on over there. Keep your eyes open and watch carefully. Don't be afraid, just hide. Then you will be afraid for the rest of your life."

The old man smiled and said, "It's not that the old man is just an outsider, making sarcastic remarks."

The old man continued: "When I was studying, and then studying in the study, my heart was higher than the sky, and I never lost when I argued with others. Later, when I practiced boxing, I was alone, and I traveled thousands of miles with only my fists. What I want, studying is the same as practicing martial arts, it is the one in the book that although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go."

The old man sighed and said: "There are no heroes in this era, but Zhuzi becomes famous. This sentence is the saddest. It is not because Zhuzi became famous, but there are no heroes in this era. So we don't be afraid of how good others are. If others are good, we can be better, that is the truth. Really grown up."

"You Pei Qian, one day, not only is he Chen Pingan's founding disciple, but you Pei Qian will be Pei Qian. Of course Chen Pingan is willing to take care of you all the time. Don't meddle in your own business, but you close people who are already gathered around are the burdens that Chen Pingan has to pick up all his life. He is not afraid of hardship and enjoys it. This kind of person, in this kind of matter, you advise him to do more for himself Think about it, it’s a chicken talking to a duck, the truth, he must be able to listen to it, it’s hard to change it.”

The old man stopped talking.

Pei Qian raised his head, "Go, go to the capital, I will lead the way!"

The old and the young went to the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom. As the old rules, if there is no customs clearance document, they will pass over the wall silently.

Anyway, Old Man Cui took her to do it, so even if Master knew about it, he shouldn't be too angry, right?

After entering the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, which Pei Qian was still very familiar with, Pei Qian slowed down.

The old man didn't make any urging.

After walking through the Zhuangyuan Lane, passing by the martial arts gym that is still open, and then arriving at the Xinxiang Temple.

Pei Qian has already moved a little faster.

But when Pei Qian was not so scared, the old man stopped at the entrance of the small temple, and no pilgrims came in or out.

Pei Qian wanted to follow in, but Cui Cheng shook his head and said, "You should go by yourself for the last part of the journey."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, turned around and walked along a street to that alley alone.

The old man kept looking at the thin figure, smiled, and walked into the temple without burning incense. Finally, he found a quiet corridor and sat there.

On the other side of the alley, Pei Qian found that the courtyard door was locked, and she was sitting on the steps outside the door.

After sitting until dusk, a young man in green clothes walked into the alley.

Pei Qian stood up and looked at him.

Cao Qinglang walked forward quickly, with a smile on her face.

Pei Qian said slowly, "Long time no see, Cao Qinglang."

Cao Qinglang smiled and said, "Hi, Pei Qian."

Then Cao Qinglang opened the door, turned her head and asked, "Last time you left in a hurry and didn't have time to ask you how Mr. Chen is..."

Pei Qian was a little annoyed, and blurted out: "Why do you deserve such a beating?"

Cao Qinglang couldn't help but laugh.

He was really a little afraid of her.

Pei Qian looked at him.

Cao Qinglang wondered, "What's wrong?"

Pei Qian strode into the yard and picked up the familiar small bench, "Cao Qinglang, I want to tell you something!"

Cao Qinglang sat down with a smile.

Two small benches, two old friends who are not very old.

In the corridor of Xinxiang Temple, Cui Cheng closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time, as if he had been waiting for the reunion in the alley and wanted to know the answer before he could rest assured.

It's just that Cui Cheng's expression became more and more tired. After Pei Qian left, he could no longer hide his old look.

During this period, when a monk approached, Cui Cheng just smiled and shook his head. The monk put his palms together with a smile, bowed his head and turned to leave.

Cui Cheng sat cross-legged on the spot, as if he had finally let go of his thoughts, folded his hands lightly, his eyes were in a trance, he was silent for a long time, closed his eyes lightly, and murmured: "There is a true meaning in this, and I forgot to tell it."