Sword of Coming

Compared with the past, Ning Mansion actually had one more Chen Pingan, and it wasn't too lively.

The reason for the silence of Ning Mansion is too heavy.

Originally, after Ning Yao was born in Ning Yao, the Ning family had the opportunity to become a top family like Dong, Qi, and Chen, but now all of them have passed away, but there is still a lingering haze.

But on the other side of the shop in the overlapping peaks, because of the homecoming wine of Huang Tong, the sword fairy of the Taihui sword sect, the old sword fairy Dong Sangeng came out in person, and a total of six sword fairies joined the table to drink. The inscription on the sign made the small wine shop's business that was about to go downhill become unbelievably prosperous overnight. Jianxiu, who was squatting to drink, grabbed a lot of them. At the same time, the wine shop launched Yanji's unique pickles. If you buy a jug of wine, you will get a plate for free. With the slightly bland Zhuhai Dongtian wine, you can enjoy a sip of wine and a bite of pickles.

Chen Ping's food, clothing, housing, and transportation in Ning Mansion are very regular. Apart from the six hours of refining Qi in the Zhanlongya Pavilion every day, it is often early in the morning, and he will sweep the courtyard with Bai Nai for half an hour. Regarding boxing matters, Li Er helped to feed the boxing at the Lion Peak, and he explained it in enough detail, but different peak masters, explaining the principles of boxing, often have the same fundamentals, different paths, and very different scenery. The old woman often talked about the subtleties, and personally Practicing boxing moves, Chen Pingan followed suit. The old woman was actually very pleased, because Chen Ping'an had already used her boxing frame early in the battle on the street. Bai Lianshuang's boxing technique was the opposite of most of the world's boxing intentions. , beat to a seemingly perfect state, superb, and then talk about delivering punches to the enemy.

Every day at noon, I walk with Nalan Ye in the martial arts arena in Jiezi Xiaotiandi, and get to know the flying sword of a Jade Realm swordsman, which takes about half an hour.

At midnight, there is another drill, which is the requirement of Nalan Yexing. If he wants to learn the essence of his two completely different sword intents, these two hours are the best time.

Learning swords with Nalan Yexing is not like learning boxing with Bai Nao, who often suffers injuries. In fact, Nalan Yexing is very measured in swordsmanship. It hurts time and time again, one time Chen Pingan was slightly injured, and after Zishi practiced swords, he drank two cups with Grandpa Nalan according to the old rules, but in the end, Nalan Yexing scolded Nalan Yexing, scolding blood. Drenching his head, Nalan Yexing just stretched out his hand to cover the wine glass, not daring to speak back. In fact, Chen Pingan said about sword practice, and Ning Yao also helped to say that, they all hope that Nanny Bai doesn't have to worry, but for some reason, she can be described as a well-educated old woman, but in this matter, she can't be twisted and unreasonable , the bitter one can only be Nalan Yexing.

Later, when I heard that Chen Pingan's Sword Qi Eighteen Stop bottleneck was loose, and there were signs of breaking through, the old woman endured her distress and reluctantly let go of Nalan Yexing who had no credit but hard work.

Chen Pingan asked Ning Yao privately why he only taught so many people about A Liang's modified Eighteen Stops.

Ning Yao looked solemn, saying that A Liang didn't want to teach more people, but he didn't dare.

Chen Pingan was sitting in the gazebo at that time, and woke up with a start, breaking out in a cold sweat for the first time.

If you teach a lot, the younger generation of Yaozu sword cultivators in the entire wild world can all improve their swordsmanship!

Ning Yao looked at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan said: "So far, I have only taught Pei Qian."

Ning Yao nodded and said, "That's fine."

After that, Chen Pingan asked if there were any sword fairy writings scattered in the city besides the two engraved books, whether it was the works of local or foreign sword cultivators, whether it was writing about the fighting experience of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Or a landscape travel diary about traveling in the wild world, it doesn't matter. Ning Yao said that the Ning Mansion doesn't have many collections of this kind of miscellaneous books, and the library is mostly filled with the books of sages and sages, but the mirage in the north of the city can take a chance.

Chen Ping hesitated.

That market is very weird, its roots are veritable mirages, but it has been condensed for a long time into the essence, Qionglou Yuyu, magnificent, just like a fairy mansion, there are nearly forty buildings of various colors, which can accommodate thousands of people as much. The city itself is heavily guarded, and it is not easy for outsiders to get in and out. Therefore, the great merchants who have long-term trade with the Great Wall of Sword Qi in Haoran Tianxia all do business there. The mirage will disappear every hundred years, and the monks who live there need to evacuate once, and all the characters will come out. Wait until the mirage condenses itself into reality again, and then move into it.

Ning Yao once suffered an assassination there.

It was also there that Bai Nao fell from the tenth level of martial arts to the top of the mountain. Pure martial arts are not common for Qi trainers who have fallen. From this, it can be seen how dangerous and tragic the sneak attack back then was.

Chen Pingan didn't agree to go there with Ning Yao, he just planned to get someone to help him collect books and spend money.

If we don't talk about fighting with all means, we only talk about the speed of practice.

Even if Chen Pingan didn't compare with Ning Yao, but only with Chen Sanqiu and the others, he would feel ashamed from the bottom of his heart. Once Yan Zhuo was in the martial arts arena and said that he wanted to "pass on his master's art" and teach the little girl Guo Zhujiu's peerless boxing skills. Chen Pingan squatted aside, ignoring the nonsense of one big and one small, and just looked up. Chen Sanqiu and Dong Huafu's Qi refining scene in the gazebo, using the Changsheng Bridge as a bridge between the big and small heavens and the earth, the spiritual flow is so fast that it is dizzying. Chen Ping'an is a little worried when he looks at it, and he always feels that he is breathing there every day Tuna, I'm sorry for Zhanlongya, a geomantic treasure.

Ning Yao stood aside and comforted: "Your Longevity Bridge has not been fully built yet, and the two of them are Jindan monks, so you will feel that there is a huge gap. When you gather five natal objects, the five elements depend on each other. Now the three A natal object, a water seal, the soil of the five mountains of Aquarius Island, and a wooden statue of a god. The rank of the three items is good enough, and there is already a prototype of a small world and a big pattern. You must know that even in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the vast majority of immortal sword cultivators are There is no such complicated alchemy chamber."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Jianxiu, it's enough to have a good enough natal sword, and you don't need so many natal objects to support it."

Ning Yao said: "Didn't I say some comforting words to you?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I understand."

Chen Pingan remembered something, "Diezhang is busy with shop business every day, will she really not delay her practice?"

Ning Yao shook his head and said: "No, except for entering the Dongfu Realm in the lower five realms, and entering the Jindan, the two times were in Ningfu, and the rest of the mountains and mountains are all on their own. Breakthrough is extremely fast, she is a genius who is naturally suitable for large-scale fighting. Last time she competed with Dong Huafu, you actually didn't see the whole thing. When you actually go to the battlefield and fight side by side with the mountain, you will understand why the mountain is so strong. They are regarded as life and death friends by Chen Sanqiu and the others, apart from me, Chen Sanqiu would always ask Fatty Yan and Dong Heitan whether they can see the back of their heads clearly and whether they are beautiful or not every time the battle ends."

Ning Yao said: "Therefore, Dong and Chen's elders have always looked at Diezhang with a bad background, especially the Chen family, who intends to let a young and handsome man marry Diezhang, the one from Chen Sanqiu. The elder brothers all nodded in agreement, but Diezhang himself did not agree. Grandpa Dong was willing to see off Huang Tong, the sword fairy of the Taihui Sword Sect, and chose the shop in Diezhang. It has nothing to do with you. Once said a word, 'If I must die, there is no need to save me.' Grandpa Dong especially appreciates it."

Ning Yao smiled and said: "I didn't tell Diezhang about these things. She has a delicate mind and always thinks too much. I'm afraid she will be distracted. She admires those outstanding swordsmen too much. , you should have noticed that whether it is Zuo Zuo, Grandpa Dong, or Han Huaizi Li Cai, they will be very nervous when they see Die Zhang."

Chen Pingan nodded, "I did find out. If you agree, I can talk to her later. I have more experience about this matter."

Ning Yao stared at Chen Ping'an and asked, "Is there any objection to this, or do you think I'm very unreasonable?"

Chen Ping stretched out his hands and pinched Ning Yao's cheek, "How is that possible?"

Fatty Yan, who has been watching all directions and listening to all directions, was careless, and a little girl who had learned his martial arts from him kicked his leg on the door. Yan Zhuo didn't realize it, and gave Guo Zhujiu a wink, and the little girl turned her head to take a look. , gasping for air, Master is so bold, it really is a bold person with a high degree of art! I am even more intelligent and lucky, this time I will learn art from a teacher, and I will make a profit without losing money!

Ning Yao stood still and let the guy pinch his cheeks with both fingers, "With such great skills, go to Jiezi Xiaotiandi and practice with you?"

Chen Ping hurriedly stopped, but after holding one hand, he stretched out the palm of the other hand towards the martial arts field, and said with a smile: "Please."

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows, swept into the mustard world near the south of the martial arts field, stood still, and twisted his wrist lightly.

Chen Pingan ran away without a trace.

Ning Yao didn't chase him either, he just sacrificed his flying sword and strolled in the mustard world, he didn't even count as practicing sword, it's just that he hasn't let his flying sword see the world for a long time.

The matter of cultivation is really not worth mentioning to Ning Yao.

Guo Zhujiu said in a daze, "Assess the time and situation, can stretch and bend, my teacher is really a man."

Yan Zhuo asked: "Lu Duan, I'll teach you boxing, and you teach me this flattering kung fu, how about it?"

The little girl imitated the blue-clothed swordsman master in the main street battle. Before facing the enemy, she put on a chic posture with one fist in front and the other in the back. She shook her head and said, "Your heart is not sincere, and your qualifications are even worse."

Yan Zhuo was a little confused.

Ning Yao beckoned, "Lu Duan, come here and get beaten."

Guo Zhujiu yelled "Okay", and then started to run. He is a middle-five swordsman, and it is not difficult to escape from Yufeng, but he is not as smooth as his future master.

A disciple is not as good as a teacher, so there is no need to be ashamed.

It's a pity that Ning Yao stretched out his hand to grab it, and with a burst of fine sword energy just in time, he wrapped Guo Zhujiu and dragged him to his side casually.

Guo Zhujiu staggered to a standstill, gave a soft drink, clasped his hands together, and intertwined his fingers to make a formula, "Sister Ning can't see it, and it doesn't hurt if you hit it!"

Yan Zhuo covered his face with his hands, rubbed it hard, and said to himself: "If I want to accept a student like Lu Duan, I would rather worship her as my teacher."

If Guo Zhujiu thinks that he can escape in this way, he will underestimate Ning Yao too much.

The little girl left the Ning Mansion with a bruised nose and a swollen face. When she went out, she asked Sister Ning if she wanted to eat pastries, and she patted her chest to assure her that she just fell down because she didn't have eyes when she walked. , Knock on the door.

A little dizzy, Guo Zhujiu left the holy place for learning boxing alone. She walked on the street pitifully, touched her face, and wiped the nosebleeds from her palms casually on her body. The little girl raised her head high, Walking forward slowly, thinking that practicing boxing is really not easy, but this is a good thing, how can there be a peerless boxing method that can be learned casually? When I have learned seven or eight successful powers, forget about Sister Ning, the teacher is a great wife, and the master may not be willing to favor me, so I will bear with her for a while, but I don't want that old girl who can't get married to go out at night, so I have to take it easy myself.

The little girl with a dangling green inkstone dangling from her waist kept looking up at the cloudless blue sky and nodded slightly. Today is a good day.

On this day, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao went for a walk to the wine shop in the overlapping peaks.

In the past, when the two practiced qi, they each had their breaks, so they might not always be able to get together. Often, Chen Pingan would go to the Die Zhang wine shop alone.

Today Ning Yao Mingming interrupted his practice and intends to walk with Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan didn't think too much about it.

Passing by the street restaurant where the business is far less prosperous than his own shop, Chen Pingan looked at the large and small couplets, and said softly to Ning Yao: "The writing is not as good as mine, and the meaning is even worse, right? "

Ning Yao said: "There is a big restaurant that invited a named disciple of a Confucian sage, a gentleman of the academy, and wrote the couplets and horizontal comments in his own hand."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "This is just learning a little bit of clumsy business experience. It won't succeed. I bet that if the business of the restaurant doesn't go bad, the shopkeeper over there will burn incense. Don't expect the drinkers to appreciate it. Here There are more than 70 restaurants, big and small, and everyone sells wine, Haoran produces more than a hundred kinds of Xianjia wine, it is not difficult to drink any wine, but in the final analysis, what is it selling?"

Ning Yao asked, "What is it?"

Chen Pingan smiled and did not speak, and continued to look at the couplets of the shy little ladies around him.

Ning Yao said: "Don't talk about pulling down."

Chen Pingan quickly said: "Of course I want those who buy wine. Those who drink my wine are not sword immortals better than sword immortals, but sword immortals are better than sword immortals. Small shops, rough wine tables and stools, but they are unrestrained. The wine glass is big. So Duiezhang said that if he made money, he had to replace the wine tables and chairs, and imitate that big restaurant to make it brand new. A large silk and satin shop with poor business was also directly rejected by me. It would ruin the Feng Shui and ruin the unique style of the wine shop. Moreover, our city is not too small, with tens of thousands of people, Counting half of his women, they will not be able to sell silk and satin? So I plan to talk to Fatty Yan, don’t continue to pay for our shop, we will pay for his silk and satin shop. Here, those who are really willing to pay, except The sword cultivator who likes to drink is the woman who likes to please herself the most. I have already prepared a new couplet for the silk shop..."

Ning Yao said slowly: "Ah Liang said that a man who practices swords can become a sword fairy just by virtue of his talent, but if he wants to become such a good and considerate man like him, he won't suffer from a woman's words like a flying sword piercing her heart." If you don’t get hurt, if you don’t suffer the pain of a woman going away and never look back, if you don’t drink thousands of catties of soul dreaming wine, don’t even think about it.”

Chen Ping turned his head to look at Ning Yao, blinked his eyes, "That's right, in the past ten years, I have been thinking about people, and I am far away, and it is difficult for immortals and flying swords to reach them. The only way to relieve my worries is to practice boxing and drink alcohol."

The next moment, Chen Ping'an suddenly panicked.

Ning Yao's expression was a little sad without any concealment.

That pair of eyes, still want to speak. She is not good at words, so she never speaks. Because she never knew how to talk about love.

In the past, the boy in straw sandals who only walked up to the Hanging Mountain after practicing a million boxing exercises was also as clumsy in speech as he was, so she didn't think there was anything, as if it should be like that, you will know if you don't say anything.

Chen Ping stretched out a thumb, wiped Ning Yao's eyebrows lightly, and said softly: "Don't be unhappy, let your brows relax."

Ning Yao said, "I'm just not happy."

Chen Ping bent down, picked up Ning Yao and started running.

Ning Yao was at a loss.

Chen Pingan hugged her and ran all the way to the Diezhang wine shop. Dozens of sword cultivators, large and small, were sitting on the wine table and squatting beside them, all stunned.

There are also many young women among them, most of whom are daughters-in-law of great families. Seeing this scene, it was nothing. Instead, the eyes were shining brightly, and the bolder women drank a sip of wine and whistled like a skill.

Chen Pingan put Ning Yao down and waved his hand, "All drinks that have not been paid for will be discounted by 10%!"

Then Chen Pingan added: "The words of the second shopkeeper may not be effective, and the meaning of the big shopkeeper in Diezhang shall prevail."

The drinkers looked at Diezhang in unison, and Diezhang smiled and nodded, "That's 10% off."

Immediately there was applause.

Damn, it's not easy to save some drink money from the second shopkeeper.

Chen Pingan picked up a small bench and was going to be a storyteller at the corner of the street again. He looked at Ning Yao, who nodded.

Diezhang came to Ning Yao's side and asked softly, "What's the matter today? Chen Pingan wasn't like this before. I see his posture. In a few days, he will go to the street to beat gongs and drums."

Ning Yao glanced sideways at the chattering Yingying Yanyan at a table in the distance, smiled, and said nothing.

Diezhang held back her laughter. On Ningyao's side, she secretly mentioned that there are often women coming to the shop to drink now. The drunkard's intention is not to drink, so naturally they come here for the famous second shopkeeper. There are two shameless people who not only bought wine, but also engraved their names and wrote words on the back of the no matter sign on the wall of the wine shop. The card was taken off, and Ning Yao went to flip through the two no-thing cards the previous time, took a look at it, and then turned it back silently.

Chen Pingan sat on a small bench and soon surrounded a large group of children.

I still told a story about mountains and rivers and monsters that I didn’t finish last time, and it was broken at the key point. I smiled and let it go and listen to the next chapter.

There are complaints all around.

The big kid who wanted to learn boxing from Chen Pingan earlier than Guo Zhujiu squatted at Chen Pingan's feet and took out a copper coin from the clay pot, "Chen Pingan, go ahead and say, there is a reward. If it’s not enough, I can add more money.”

Chen Pingan reached out and pushed the child's head away, "Go and cool off."

Then Chen Pingan took out a piece of paper from the rubbing of the monument from his arms, and gently shook it away, "Is there any unfamiliar characters on it? Is there anything you want to learn?"

A young man said sullenly: "If there are too many words you don't know, what's the use of learning them? It's boring. I don't want to hear these. You continue to tell that story, or I will leave."

Chen Ping looked around and found that it was almost the same. He was really not very interested in children who could read and write and grew up in back alleys.

Literacy is not useless in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and of course it is useful for those lucky enough to become sword repairers.

But the poor people in the streets and alleys here are just a relief. If it wasn't for wanting to know what those portraits and characters in the comic books said, in fact, everyone felt that with those crooked stone inscriptions, from childhood to old age to death, the two sides have always been at odds. Know me, I don't know you, it doesn't matter.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "There is no rush. I will only explain one word to you today. After I finish speaking, I will continue to tell the story."

Chen Pingan picked up the bamboo branch on his knee and wrote a word on the mud floor, steady.

Chen Ping asked with a smile, "Who knows?"

Someone said it.

Then Chen Pingan raised the bamboo branch in his hand that was verdant and faintly lingering with aura, and said: "Whoever can help me decipher Chinese characters today, I will give him this bamboo branch. Of course, it must be solved well. For example, at least tell Me, why is the word steadiness, which obviously means unhappiness, yet it has the word anxious, isn’t it contradictory? Could it be that the sage created the characters at the beginning and fell asleep, so he was in a daze and made up such a word for us? ?”

A large group of children stared wide-eyed and staring blankly.

To be able to recognize it as a stable character is already very remarkable, who knows this.

A little girl who was sneaking among the crowd said softly, "Future Master, I know what it means."

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled, "No, you read from childhood, and you come to understand the characters, it's not fair to others."

Guo Zhujiu was a little envious of the bamboo branch in Master's hand, if she got it and went back to her own street, wouldn't it kill her? The little girl was a little annoyed, "If I knew it, I wouldn't study."

After everyone found out that Guo Zhu was drinking, intentionally or unintentionally, they moved their feet and alienated her. Not only fear and envy, but also low self-esteem, and the self-esteem that often lives next to low self-esteem.

The little girl squatting alone in the same place didn't feel anything, and the small inkstone hanging around her waist didn't matter if it touched the mud.

A poor young man with handsome features but mended clothes, summoned up his courage, blushed slightly, pointed at the word on the ground in front of Chen Ping'an, his words trembling, and said softly: "The seedlings actually grow fast, but the seedlings grow very fast." Slow. There is a small stone tablet in Lingxi Lane in my house, on which there is a saying that "the rice paddies gather together, the rich are the emperors and princes". I asked sister Diezhang and she knew the meaning, but sister Diezhang said that she had never seen any rice paddy.秕稃. I think the word “stable” has the meaning of being grass-based and urgent. It’s like the new wine shop you and Sister Diezhang opened. It makes money quickly but spends it slowly, so you have a family. Sister Diezhang You can buy a bigger house."

Chen Pingan has long seen this young man, and he is the one who listens to stories and explains Chinese characters most earnestly and attentively.

The boy was also one of the apprentice craftsmen who renovated the street.

But Chen Ping found that the young man was weak, not only had he lost the best time to practice boxing, but he was indeed not suitable for practicing martial arts, which was not the same as Zhao Shuxia. It's not that you can't learn boxing, but it's hard to achieve something, at least you can't survive the hardships of the three realms.

Chen Ping still didn't give up. After asking Ning Yao, Ning Yao looked at the young man from a distance and shook his head, saying that the young man had no qualifications for sword practice, and he couldn't pass the first step. Come. Chen Ping just gave up.

Maybe it's not that teenagers really love to read and write, but it's just that they have been lonely since childhood, have nothing left at home, and have nothing to do. They always have to do something. If they don't spend money, they can make themselves a little different from their peers.

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile, "Zhang Jiazhen, you solved the word stable, and you are mostly right, so I gave you the bamboo branch."

Chen Ping handed over the bamboo branch. Unexpectedly, Chen Ping knew the young man with his name, but he blushed completely, panicked, shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't want this."

Chen Ping took back the bamboo branch and asked with a smile, "Why, do you want to learn boxing?"

Zhang Jiazhen still shook her head, "It will delay long-term work."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Having a real skill is the most important foundation for standing. Otherwise, it will be difficult to live a good life. When the time comes, you will be justified in everything when you blame others, and you will feel bad if you think that people are good. "

The young man seems to understand but not understand, even if he is the most literate among his peers in the nearby streets and alleys, how can he know if he is really knowledgeable? But what Chen Pingan said was either sage reasoning or superficial parental deficiencies. After all, Zhang Jiazhen could hear some of it. For example, Chen Pingan would recognize him as a long-term worker to earn money and support himself, which made the young man feel more at ease.

To be recognized, even if small. For a young man like Zhang Jiazhen, it might not be a trivial matter.

The little kid holding the clay pot yelled, "I don't want to be a bricklayer! I'm worthless, and I won't look good if I get a wife!"

Chen Ping reached out his hand to hold the head of the child beside him, and shook it slightly, "You have high ambitions, okay? When you go home, ask your father if your mother is good-looking? If you dare to ask, there is This heroic spirit, let me tell you a ghost story alone, this deal, do you want to do it?"

"Aren't I itchy? You often tell stories, and you can't escape. But when my mother gets angry, my father will only let me go on top and get beaten."

The child raised the clay pot and said angrily, "Chen Pingan, do you want to teach me boxing?! Are you a fool if you don't earn money if you have money?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "After finishing the second half of the story today, I will teach you a set of simple boxing techniques that everyone can learn. However, as I said earlier, this boxing technique is very boring. If you learn it, you will definitely be useless. At most, it will be winter." Snow, I feel a little less cold."

The child let out an oh, thinking it's okay, if you don't learn, you won't learn, so you hold the clay pot tightly.

Chen Pingan smiled at the child and said, "Isn't the money jar brought?"

The child asked: "Chen Ping'an, are you trying to cheat the child's money? It's really embarrassing for a master like you. I just won't learn boxing from you, otherwise I will become a master in the future, and I will never be like you."

Around the small bench, there was laughter everywhere.

Even older teenagers like Zhang Jiazhen envied that kid's audacity and dared to talk to Chen Pingan like that.

Chen Pingan continued to finish the story of the mountains and rivers in which there were both ghosts and people who practiced Taoism to subdue demons, then stood up and put the bamboo branches on the small bench. Walk slowly in six steps.

Chen Ping stood still and said with a smile, "Have you learned it yet?"

Guo Zhujiu can't take his eyes off his eyes, he has superb boxing skills, and he has the demeanor of a master!

The child holding the money jar said in a daze, "It's over?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Otherwise?"

The child gently put down the clay pot, stood up, and made a move with teeth and claws. After panting and closing his fists, the child said angrily: "This is the boxing technique you used to defeat so many little sword celestial beings, Chen Pingan! Who are you fooling?" ? Walking step by step, slow to death, I am worried for you!"

Chen Ping pointed to the word on the ground and said with a smile, "Forgot?"

Chen Ping walked the six-step walk again, still slowly, throwing punches leisurely, and said as he walked: "All boxing techniques - kung fu, are obtained from stability. One day, the boxing technique will be perfect, and this boxing will be handed out..."

With the last punch of the walking pile, Chen Pingan stopped, tilted upwards, and punched towards the sky.

The children stared wide-eyed and looked up at the sky.

Chen Ping'an had quietly put away his fists, picked up the bamboo branch and the bench, and was about to go home.

The child asked blankly: "Is there no thunder when this punch is thrown out?"

The rest of the people also nodded, feeling that it was not enjoyable at all.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I didn't really punch."

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Guo Zhu's dantian was filled with alcohol, and he shouted loudly: "Boom!"

Chen Ping stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, which was a bit embarrassing, but he couldn't hurt the little girl's heart, so he forced a smile out of conscience, and extended his thumb to the little girl.

The rest of the children, big and small, also looked at each other in blank dismay.

It's gone, it's boring, let's wait for the next story.

Chen Pingan called Zhang Jiazhen, the young man was at a loss, but still came to Chen Pingan's side, feeling uneasy.

For the young man, this man named Chen Ping'an was a... heavenly being.

Chen Pingan walked slowly, twisted his wrist, secretly took out a bamboo leaf, stuffed it to Zhang Jiazhen, and said softly: "The one given to you can usually be worn on the body, and it is as useless as the fist stake. I didn't try it on purpose. What’s wrong with you, that’s the truth, but as long as you are willing to learn boxing, walk a few more times a day, and this little bamboo leaf can help you slightly resist the wind and cold. It’s going to snow soon. In the severe cold season, it’s easier to be a long-term worker. It's still possible."

Zhang Jiazhen clenched the bamboo leaves tightly and was silent for a moment, "Am I really not suitable for martial arts and sword practice?"

Chen Ping nodded and said, "Yes."

The boy's eyes were red, he bowed his head and said nothing.

Chen Ping looked forward, "It's amazing to be able to be responsible for yourself at a young age. Zhang Jiazhen, don't underestimate yourself."

The boy looked up.

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "The name Jiazhen is the name you picked out after reading so many inscriptions by yourself?"

The boy nodded, "Father and mother left early, and grandpa is illiterate. A few years ago, he only had a nickname."

Chen Pingan turned his head and said: "Jiawei is beautiful, Zhenwei is firm, it is a very good name. The life of Jianqi Great Wall is not very good, this is something you have absolutely no choice, then you can only accept your fate, but How you live your life is up to you. Whether it will get better in the future, it’s hard to say, it may be more difficult, maybe you will become proficient at the craft in the future, you will earn more money, and become a craftsman respected by neighbors.”

Speaking of this, Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled: "But at least, when I tell other people about landscape stories in the future, I may mention to them that there is a craftsman named Zhang Jiazhen in Lingxi Lane of the Sword Qi Great Wall. Maybe there are no other advantages, but since I was a child, I like to read inscriptions, and I can read and break characters, which is not inferior to scholars."

After Zhang Jiazhen left.

From the beginning to the end, Guo Zhujiu didn't speak, but raised his head and looked at the man who would be his master in a year and a half.

In an instant, Guo Zhujiu's eyes widened, full of anticipation.

I saw Chen Pingan counting his fingers, and then said: "It still takes a year and a half to accept apprentices."

Guo Zhujiu sighed heavily.

Chen Pingan continued to walk forward, the bustling wine shop, money like running water, all in my pocket, looking at it from a distance is very festive, Chen Pingan who was in a good mood asked casually: "Have you heard a saying, It is said that all evils in the world can raise a poet whose writings will be passed down through the ages."

Guo Zhujiu shook his head and said: "The future master has great knowledge, but the future disciple has little knowledge, I have never heard of it."

Chen Pingan was surprised. Has the feng shui of his family's Luoba Mountain spread to the Sword Qi Great Wall? It doesn't make sense, the culprit Kaishan disciples, Zhu Lian and others, are far away from here.

Guo Zhujiu asked curiously: "Is there anything else to say?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "Eternal articles that are popular and popular are nothing. All of you, your ancestors, have been here for ten thousand years, and they are enough to shame all the poems in the world."

Guo Zhujiu asked: "Master, do you need me to help you yell these words in the streets and alleys? It's not tiring for a disciple to shout while walking and practicing boxing."

Chen Ping said helplessly, "Don't."

Guo Zhujiu secretly laughed. What I just said just now was hidden. I called myself a disciple and a master, and I made a lot of money today.

Arrived at the liquor store.

Ning Yao looked at Guo Zhujiu who was about to rub the soles of his feet with oil. The little girl ran up to Ning Yao and said with a smile, "Sister Ning, why is she so beautiful today?"

Ning Yao glanced at Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping smiled bitterly and said, "I don't teach these things."

Guo Zhujiu saw that it was rare for Sister Ning not to beat him, so he accepted it and went home.

When I was young, I felt that there were many big things that were really worrying.

When you grow up, you will forget what those worries are.

Ning Yao and Chen Ping returned to Ning Mansion together.

Ning Yao asked: "Do you really intend to accept disciples?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "For the time being, it's the anonymous one. The Guo family treats people kindly, and it's rare for me to do something for Ningfu."

Wei Jin, who was drinking at the shop at some time, seemed to remember something, turned his head to look at Chen Pingan's back, and said with a smile in his heart: "I used to patronize drinking a few times ago, and forgot to tell you, senior left a long time ago , let me send a message to ask you when to practice swords."

Chen Pingan turned his head and shouted to Diezhang: "Boss, from now on, Wei Dajianxian will get a 11% discount for drinking here!"

Wei Jin took out a grain rain coin and put it on the table, "It's easy to say."

Ning Yao asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and said, "I have to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi right away and ask Nanny Bai to prepare the medicine jar. If you don't see me too late, you can carry me back."

Over there at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Facing the south from left to right, sit cross-legged, close your eyes and meditate.

Many things, left and right do not understand, some even understand, but do not want to accept.

So in the end, he was alone, chose to stay away from the right and wrong in the world, and went to the sea with his sword.

This is not a matter of being a sword fairy, in fact, it is not pleasant at all.

But at the moment, those who didn't understand left and right, there was one more thing.

Even if the master is not by his side, that little junior has the guts to dare to do so.