Sword of Coming

This time when Guo Zhujiu came home, he was no longer wandering the streets alone, no longer being a little wild cat on the wall of the neighbor's mansion on Yuhu Street, because he was surrounded by Master, so he looked extraordinarily well-behaved.

A young man he knew was leaning over the wall and asked with a smile, "Lu Duan, why didn't you pass the pass today? I have mastered swordsmanship in the past two days. I will definitely succeed in defending the pass. I will let you obediently go around!"

Guo Zhujiu raised his head and said with a blank face, "Who are you?"

Seeing Guo Zhujiu secretly winking at him, the boy quickly disappeared.

This is also the first time for Chen Pingan to visit Guo's house on Yuhu Street. Guo Jia Jianxian went out to greet him in person. Chen Pingan just delivered Guo Zhujiu to the door of his house, but declined Guo Jia's invitation. Luoshan Sword Immortal is still staring at him, Ning Mansion doesn't care about these, Guo Jia Sword Immortal and his family still have to care, at least they should put on a show to show that they care.

Guo Jia took Guo Zhujiu and walked inside, and said casually, "What did you talk to your little elder sister over there?"

Guo Zhujiu said: "Father, even if you torture me severely, I won't say a word. Who am I, Guo Zhujiu? I'm the daughter of the Great Sword Immortal Guo Jia. I shouldn't have said a word. explain."

Guo Jia lowered his head and looked at his smiling daughter. Guo Jia patted her little head, "No wonder everyone said that the girl was not allowed to stay in college. My heart aches for my father."

Guo Zhujiu asked: "But my mother is not like this. After marrying my father, don't you still protect my mother's family everywhere? You are also the same, every time you are wronged by your mother, you don't ask your master to blame you. Bitter water, I didn't go to drink with my familiar sword fairy friends, but went to my old man's house to pretend to be pitiful, my mother is annoying you to death, don't you know, my grandpa has been looking for me in private, let me advise you not to Go there again, and say that it is grandpa who begged you as a son-in-law, so please pity him, otherwise he will be the one who suffers the most in the end, not your son-in-law."

Guo Jia has long been used to her daughter's heart-pounding words, just get used to it, just get used to it. So my old father-in-law should be used to it too, as a family, you're welcome.

Guo Jia's mood was originally full of gloom, but it became brighter like the clouds and the moon. It was a good thing that he had been looking for him once or so before. To be reasonable, he was much luckier than the great sword fairy Yue Qing without the sword. Of course there was no sword, but there were still swords on the left and right. In fact, deep down in Guo Jia's heart, he was very grateful to this person with the highest swordsmanship in the world who came to the door with a sword. Guo Jia also admired that young man just now. The disciples of Wen Sheng's lineage seem to be good at speaking some truths beyond words, and they speak to people outside of Guo Jia and Guo's family.

Guo Jia has always hoped that her daughter Lu Duan can go to Daoxuan Mountain to take a look, follow Ningyao, go to a farther place to take a look, and it doesn't matter if she comes back later.

It's just that my daughter likes to be lively when she was a child, but she never thought of sneaking up to Daoxuan Mountain. Guo Jia asked her daughter-in-law to hint at her daughter, but her daughter said something that made people speechless.

Guo Zhujiu said that when she was a child, it took her a lot of effort to climb to the roof of her house. When she saw the moon, she placed it on the wall of the Jianqi Great Wall, and wanted to touch it someday. I watched myself go to the top of the city, only to find that it was not like that at all, the moon was far away from the top of the city, out of reach. So she was not willing to go long distances. The head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi was so high that she couldn't reach the moon when she hopped and stretched out her hands with all her strength. When she reached the inverted mountain, she would only be unable to reach it, which was boring.

This time around, I hope that Guo Zhujiu can officially become the disciple of his little brother Chen Pingan. As long as Guo Jia agrees, the meaning of the question will naturally require Guo Zhujiu to follow his fellow brothers and sisters to Luopo Mountain in Baopingzhou Patriarch Hall, pay homage to Patriarch Master, after that, you can stay in Luoba Mountain, or you can travel to other places, if the little girl is really homesick, you can return to Jianqi Great Wall later.

Guo Jia thinks it can.

The person who came to the door with the sword opened his mouth on the left and right. Guo Jia, the sword repairman in Yupu Realm, dared not refuse. The other sword immortals couldn't find any reason to make irresponsible remarks.

But Guo Zhujiu said suddenly: "Father, on the way here, Master asked me if I wanted to go to his hometown and go to Haoran World with the little elder sister and the others. Are you brave, aren't you a hero?!"

Guo Jia sighed in his heart, and asked with a smile: "Why didn't you agree? Haoran has many rules for apprenticeship in the world, and we can't compare it here. It's not a preacher who nods and agrees. You don't need to knock your head. It's just a casual toast. How about you?" Going to the ancestral hall to pay homage to statues and offering incense, there are many red tapes, if you want to truly become Chen Pingan's direct disciple, you have to do as the Romans do."

Guo Zhujiu shook his head, "When Master returns home, I will follow. If I leave, who will take care of Dad's flower garden?"

Guo Jia put on a sullen face, and tried to persuade him: "Next time you hit those mosquitoes, flies and insects, use some swordsmanship, and don't chop flowers and plants together."

Guo Zhujiu said regretfully: "It's a pity that the elder sister refused to give me the trekking stick, otherwise it would be my father's flower garden, if a mosquito could get into the whole Guo mansion, father, you can just use me as a question and cut off my dog's head .”

After Guo Jia left her daughter, she went to see the flower garden. After her daughter became a teacher, she ran to Ningfu all day long, so she didn't take care of the flower garden so carefully, so the flowers and plants were extraordinarily luxuriant. Guo Jia was alone, standing in a pavilion full of flowers, looking at the round and neat flower garden scenery, but he couldn't be happy. If the flowers are beautiful and the moon is round, and everything is perfect, how can people live long.

So Guo Jia would actually rather reunite the broken people in the flower garden.

On the other side of the Ning Mansion, Ning Yao is still in retreat.

Pei Qian was asking Nanny Bai for advice on boxing.

Zhong Qiu is walking the stakes, sharpening his fist with the sword spirit that is full of heaven and earth.

Cao Qinglang is practicing.

Cui Dongshan took Brother Nalan to drink together.

After Chen Pingan left Guo Jia and Yuhu Street, he went to a wine shop that was getting bigger and bigger. According to the old rules, the shopkeeper did not compete with customers for space, but just squatted on the side of the road to drink. Unfortunately, Fan Dache was so unkind that he drank it all in one sitting. With the remaining drink money from the Xiaoshu money, he and the young man Jiang went to check out and pay the money. Jiang went to build up his courage and said that he had paid his salary in advance with his sister Diezhang not long ago, so he could treat Mr. Chen to drink a pot of Zhuhaidongtian wine. His excellent reputation has a little flaw. As a scholar, he doesn't care about his feathers.

Jiang went to continue to take care of the guests, thinking that Mr. Chen, a scholar who doesn't cherish his feathers, seems to be unable to do so.

Chen Pingan leisurely drank the wine, drank two bowls of wine with his fellow Taoists, and then got up and went to the new two walls, and read all the names and contents of the nothing.

Chen Pingan took the small bench and went to the corner of the street, waving the verdant bamboo branches vigorously, shouting like a storyteller under the overpass in the market.

Feng Kangle was the first to run over, ignoring the increasingly heavy clay pot. The child whispered in the ear of the second shopkeeper, and roughly explained his difficulties, so that the second shopkeeper could be more sensible, and don't say anything wrong . Chen Pingan nodded with a smile. As a reward, he asked Feng Kangle to go around the streets to help him attract audiences. After getting the promise that the second shopkeeper would not expose him, Feng Kangle patted the second shopkeeper on the shoulder and gave a thumbs up. Say something about good brothers and loyalty.

Chen Pingan glanced at Feng Kangle, and the child immediately patted the second shopkeeper on the shoulder, and then Feng Kangle ran and shouted, saying that the story of the scholar beating the drum to complain about the Chenghuang Pavilion was finally about to begin.

The storyteller waited until he was surrounded by people, rubbed the melon seeds of the little girl beside him, and then began to tell the story of the mountain god bullying the male bully and forcing the female to marry the beautiful girl, and the scholars finally reunited after going through ups and downs.

It's just that the mountain god is domineering and powerful, and the city god actually shrinks back after hearing the scholar's grievances. A group of children are not happy, and they start to clamor for rebellion.

Why did you go so early? Just what are the gods of the day and night, the civil and military judges, and General Tie Suo in the Chenghuang Pavilion? How mighty is that official uniform? That’s all there is, the second shopkeeper has been talking for so long, but you, the second shopkeeper, finally came up with this sentence, and it was said that the subordinates under his command were like clouds, and the soldiers were strong and strong. The god of the city is unwilling to uphold justice for that poor scholar?

Chen Pingan found out that he had finished eating the melon seeds in his hand, so he was about to turn his head and ask the little girl for some more. He never thought that the little girl would turn around, and for the first time, she would not give me the melon seeds.

Feng Kangle no longer cared about whether he would be exposed by the second shopkeeper, saying that he didn't dare to knock on the door to see someone, so he gave Chen Ping a punch, and said angrily: "No, no, you can either directly talk about the ending, or just change your mind." Tell some new stories! Otherwise, I won’t come here again, you just sit here and drink the northwest wind.”

The rest of the children nodded their heads.

Sure enough, those sword fairies who drank alcohol had good eyesight, and the second shopkeeper's heart was really dark.

Such a useless landscape story, it doesn't matter if you don't listen to it.

I saw the second shopkeeper raised the bamboo branch with one hand, put his fingers together in the other hand, shook it like a sword flower, shook it a few times, and asked: "The last time I mentioned the Town God's Temple, does anyone remember the half-spoken couplet on the gate? "

A young man said: "It's the one who said 'Please let my conscience take care of me, and be a good person. During the day, the world is big, and my body is safe. At night, I have a bed, and my soul and dreams are stable.'"

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

The boy asked: "I asked you why you didn't talk about the other half earlier, but you only said that the secret should not be leaked, so it shouldn't be a secret now, right?"

Chen Pingan said: "Let's close the door again, don't worry, let me continue to tell the story that is far from over. I saw that in the City God's Temple, everything was silent, the City God dared not speak, the civil and military judges, and the wandering gods day and night were speechless." At this moment, dark clouds suddenly covered the moon, there was no money in the world to light a lamp, and the moon in the sky was no longer bright. The scholar looked around and lost all thoughts. He only felt that the sky was falling apart, and he was destined to be unable to save the beloved woman. Life would be better than death. It's better to hit him head-on to death, and I don't want to take another look at that dirty thing in the world."

Feng Kangle and the other children were heartbroken to death.

What is going on at Haoran Tianxia?

Now that there are so many people listening to the story, more and more, your second shopkeeper is fine, you will only lose face to me, Feng Kangle, and how you will mess around in the world in the future is what your second shopkeeper said. The world is actually divided into different sizes. Walk the small rivers and lakes next to your home well, and practice your skills before you can walk the bigger rivers and lakes.

Chen Ping slapped his knees, "In the nick of time, I never thought that at this moment, at the moment when the book's life was hanging by a thread, I saw a ray of light suddenly appear outside the city god's temple under heavy night, extremely small , the City God suddenly raised his head, laughed heartily, and said loudly, "My friend is here, this matter is not difficult." When the scholar passed by, he said something softly. The scholar was skeptical, and followed the Lord Chenghuang out of the main hall of the Chenghuang Pavilion. Everyone, do you know who is coming? Could it be that the mountain god who is doing evil came in person, and with the scholar to promote the teacher Questioning the crime? Or is there someone else who came here, and the result is that the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and another village? You can predict what will happen, just listen..."

The little girl suddenly stretched out her hand in a hurry, and handed a handful of melon seeds to the storyteller, "Don't disassemble it next time, just talk about it today, let me talk about it today, there are a lot of melon seeds, and there are many more."

The boy who told half of the couplets at the gate of the Town God's Temple said angrily, "Don't beg him, you don't want to talk about it. After hearing this story, I won't come here anyway."

I saw the storyteller took the melon seeds from the little girl's hand, and then wiped the bamboo branch vigorously, "Looking closely, in an instant, that tiny grain of light became bigger and bigger, not only that, but very Soon more lights appeared, one by one, one by one, gathered together, clustered like a new bright moon, these rays of light pierced the road of the night sky, and broke through the sea of ​​clouds when they met the sea of ​​clouds, like a fairy walking on the road, It is higher than the five mountains, and on the land, the monks of the big wild dragon and snake, and the common people in the market are all awakened from their dreams, and they go out and open the windows to look up. This is amazing!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Storyteller quickly started eating melon seeds, "Don't urge, don't urge, just eat a few melon seeds first."

After knocking the melon seeds, Chen Pingan continued: "The closer you get to the Town God's Temple, the louder the scholar will hear the thunder, as if the gods and men are beating drums above their heads non-stop. I am worried that it is the master of the Town God's Temple and the mountain god snake rat. I have a nest, but there is a glimmer of hope in my heart, I hope that in the world, there will be someone who is willing to help me get justice back, even if I can't get justice in the end, I will be willing, the road in the world is not messy, and the hearts of others will comfort me Heart."

Around the small bench, everyone held their breath and listened attentively.

"The scholar couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his eyes. It was true that the light was getting more and more dazzling, so that the scholar who was just an ordinary person couldn't even look at it. Let alone the scholar, even the city god and the assistant official In this way, it is impossible to look directly at the great light between the heaven and the earth. Guess how big the light is? It is actually directly reflecting the hundreds of miles around the Town God’s Temple, like the day when the sun hangs in the sky. Will there be such a battle?!"

Feng Kangle asked tentatively: "Is it the passing sword fairy?"

The little girl sitting next to the small bench with Feng Kangle on the left and right nodded vigorously: "Sure, Mr. Chen said that those sword celestial beings have clear hearts and bright swords."

Chen Pingan said: "That's right, it is the sword fairy who went down the mountain and traveled the mountains and rivers! But it's not just that, I saw that the first young sword fairy in white clothes came to the City God's Temple with the sword, took the flying sword, and stood still , Coincidentally, this person is actually surnamed Feng and named Kangle, a new sword fairy who has risen to fame in the world. He likes to be a hero and fights righteously. He walks the rivers and lakes with a sword. What happened. And even more coincidentally, I saw a beautiful female sword fairy next to this sword fairy, named Shu Xin. Every time Yujian went down the mountain, she liked to put some melon seeds in her sleeves. I met an injustice at the foot of the mountain, and when I settled an injustice, I only ate some melon seeds, if someone is grateful, this female sword fairy doesn't ask for money, she just needs to give me some melon seeds."

Feng Kangle was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly straightened his waist, almost bursting into tears, and said excitedly: "This story is really wonderful!"

The little girl named Shu Xin was a little embarrassed, her face was flushed, and she felt a little guilty. Today, she still brought few melon seeds.

I just heard the storyteller continue to say: "Whoosh, there are sword celestial beings coming to the ground all the time, all of them are handsome, the men are either like a crown jade, or the momentum is amazing, and the women are like flowers, or heroic, so that's what I know." , but the town gods who are not enough to count were a little frightened, and the rest of the assistant officials and ghosts were even more agitated. They bowed and saluted one by one, not daring to look up. How many sword immortals? Among the famous sword immortals, apart from Feng Kangle and Na Shuxin, there are also Zhou Shuiting, Zhao Yusan, Ma Xianger..."

Just the name alone was reported in a long list. During this period, the storyteller still looked at an unknown child, and the child anxiously said: "My name is Shi Tan."

The storyteller added a sword fairy named Charcoal.

And the young Zhao Yusan, who heard his name, grinned, but quickly put on a straight face.

If there is Sword Fairy Zhao Yusan in Mr. Storyteller's next story, then listen to it. If not, don't listen to it.

How do you know if there is the sword fairy Zhao Yusan with the same name and surname? Of course, you have to listen to the next story before you know if there is Zhao Yusan, the boy from the back alley.

In fact, after that, the story is still tortuous, and the children still choose and choose, listening to what they like to hear and what they want to hear.

No matter what, next to the bench and in the distance, after all, there is a person who stayed alone. After listening to the complete landscape story, the scholar and his lover finally got married, and all the sword immortals came to congratulate them. After all the difficulties, they finally got married, and they were happy ever since, and the story ended.

Not only that, but the children and the young girl who usually leave as soon as the story ends, did not leave immediately this time, which is a rare thing.

Only this time, the storyteller did not speak other words than the story, but just looked at them and said with a smile: "Stories are stories, and stories in books are not just stories on paper. You actually have your own stories. It will become more and more like this in the future. I will not come here to be a storyteller in the future, I hope that if there is a chance in the future, you will come to be a storyteller, and I will listen to you."

Chen Ping stood up holding a small bench.

A child said timidly, "Mr. Chen, are you going back to your hometown?"

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled, "No, I will stay here. But I am not a storyteller who only tells deceitful stories, nor is I a bookkeeper who sells wine to make money, so I have a lot of things to do."

Chen Ping left, and after walking for a while, he suddenly turned his head with a smile, "How about predicting the future?"

Many children who had already got up and moved laughed loudly, with only sparse echoes, but the voices were really not small, "Let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

Chen Ping smiled, and murmured to himself: "I'll spare it, I'll spare it for now."

Pei Qian practiced boxing diligently, just like the Bamboo House in Luoba Mountain back then. She was afraid that one day the master would suddenly drive her away. Luoba Mountain is very good, but as long as the master is not there, it is not good enough.

Today, Nanny Bai didn't have enough strength to teach boxing, probably because she didn't have enough food.

But Pei Qian didn't think it mattered, because she felt that she was about to break through the bottleneck of the four realms! This made Pei Qian very happy, he laughed from ear to ear, and had a lot of conversations with Nanny Bai.

Because Pei Qian felt that he could finally stay on the Great Wall of Sword Qi for a few more days with confidence, and never thought that it would be too late to announce the good news to his master, so his master took Cui Dongshan down the pavilion of Zhanlongtai and came to the Martial Arts Field, saying that he could leave and return to his hometown Yes, now.

Pei Qian looked at the big white goose, and the big white goose shook his head helplessly, there was no other way, the master had already made up his mind, and the little brother couldn't change it.

Pei Qian didn't want to roll around, she didn't dare and didn't want to, so she silently followed her master, went to her house to pack her luggage, carried the small bookcase, and took the trekking stick.

It's winter, what to do with the sun so big, it would be great if there was a heavy rain, so I could leave Ning Mansion later, and it would be good to hide from the rain at the gate for a while.

Cao Qinglang was also holding a trekking stick and a package across her body, and appeared at the gate of the house together with Old Master Zhong.

Chen Pingan led them out of Ning Mansion, and walked all the way to the gate where the old female crown and the old sword fairy were sitting in the master knife room.

It's just that Cui Dongshan went elsewhere halfway, saying that he met at the Stork Inn on the inverted mountain.

Chen Pingan stopped, "I won't see you off, be careful on the road."

Pei Qian lowered her head.

Cao Qinglang gave the seal to Mr. Chen, and Chen Ping accepted it with a smile.

Pei Qian raised his head and said softly: "Master, I left some things on the table with my mistress, remember to tell my mistress who is leaving the customs."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I will never forget it. I went back to Luopo Mountain and told Nuan Shu and Mi Li about the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Don't patronize yourself and talk nonsense with them. Say what you want."

Pei Qian's eyes were red, nodded and said: "All listen to Master."

It was very strange, before, I always stayed where I was and saw off Master to go on a long journey, only this time, it was Master who stayed where I was and sent her away.

On the contrary, it was even more sad.

So in the future, do you want to leave Luopo Mountain alone and go wandering in the rivers and lakes? It's so pitiful to leave Master alone in Luoba Mountain.

Chen Ping looked back and saw a little girl galloping towards her.

Pei Qian was finally happier, thinking that if this little junior sister dared not come to see her, she would suffer a great loss.

Guo Zhujiu suddenly stood still on both feet, then jumped and landed beside Pei Qian, and said with a bright smile: "Little senior sister, I am leaving with Master, cry, cry for me! After crying, don't worry Some, I will take care of Master by my side."

Even if Pei Qian wanted to cry, he couldn't cry anymore. He picked up the small bookcase which was actually empty, handed it to Guo Zhujiu, and said, "It's agreed, the elder sister borrowed it from you, not gave it to you. Next time When we meet, you can't return me a tattered little bamboo box, it can't be damaged at all, if you don't agree, I won't even lend you any more."

Guo Zhujiu took the small bamboo box, put it on his back, and nodded vigorously, "Master, you just have to put a thousand and ten thousand hearts on it. The small book box looks better when you carry it on my body. If the small bamboo box can talk , I must be laughing so hard right now, I can’t even speak, I’m so happy.”

Pei Qian stretched out his hand, "Give me back the bookcase."

Guo Zhujiu didn't respond, but instead asked: "Master, please lend me the trekking stick too. The small bookcase and the trekking stick are a perfect match. I must be carrying the small bookcase and holding the trekking stick every day. I poked the bluestone slabs and yellow mud in the streets and alleys, and I walked all over before giving up."

Pei Qian was full of grievances, borrowing the small bamboo box and making more progress, how could he be such a junior sister, so he immediately turned to look at the master.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "You can return your small bookcase next time I see Guo Zhujiu, and then lend her a walking stick."

Pei Qian frowned at Guo Zhujiu.

Guo Zhujiu nodded and said, "That's fine."

Then Guo Zhujiu took Pei Qian and walked aside, the two little girls started whispering, Guo Zhujiu gave Pei Qian a small wooden box, saying it was a gift from the junior sister to the senior sister to worship the mountain. Pei Qian didn't dare to collect things indiscriminately, and turned to look at Master, who nodded with a smile.

Chen Pingan and Zhong Qiu said: "Mr. Zhong, after returning to Haoran Tianxia, ​​you don't have to rush back to Aquarius Continent. You can take them on a tour of Nan Po Suo Continent. I have a friend named Liu Xianyang, who is now working in Chunru Chen's Studying while studying. But Cui Dongshan probably won’t accompany you, he still has a lot of things to do in his hometown, so when he arrives at Daoxuan Mountain, borrow some fairy money from him, it’s a wonderful way to study, but just looking at the mountains and rivers won’t do it.”

Zhong Qiu said with a smile: "I have already borrowed money from him once, and it's okay to borrow again."

Chen Pingan said: "During this trip, at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I didn't think too much about Mr. Zhong's martial arts practice. I'm sorry."

Zhong Qiu shook his head and said, "Such kind of bastard's polite words, don't talk about it on my side from now on."

Chen Ping stopped saying polite words.

Zhongqiu finally said: "No matter how good the truth is, there are times when it is wrong. It is not that there is a problem with the truth itself, but that people have too many difficulties and accidents. It is obvious that the same rice feeds all kinds of people. In the end, how many people like that bowl? How many people have really thought about what that bowl of rice tastes like?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I'll think about it."

Zhong Qiu hesitated to speak, and wanted to say some comforting words, but looking at the young man in green shirt, he felt that it was unnecessary, so he stopped.

Pei Qian softly called Master, but was speechless.

Guo Zhujiu carried the small bamboo box on his back and began to snap his fingers, probably counting in his heart to see when the elder sister would cry.

Pei Qian saw Guo Zhujiu's movements out of the corner of his eye, so he couldn't care less about being sad, this little girl is really annoying.

Cao Qinglang bid farewell to Mr.

Chen Ping waved lightly, and then covered his sleeves with both hands.

After seeing them off, Chen Ping sent Guo Zhujiu to the gate of the city, and then drove the talisman boat to visit the city.

On the top of the city, left and right asked, "Have you all left?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Left and right frowned and said, "Say something straight."

Chen Ping somewhat misses that when Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang were around, the elder brother would be more polite to him.

Chen Pingan said softly: "If I want Elder Brother to agree to leave the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in fact, I should not refuse Elder Sword Immortal. I should agree to light the natal lamp at the Patriarch's Hall in Luopo Mountain. In this way, Elder Brother at least does not have to Because I stay here, I have an extra worry."

Left and right said: "Half of the words? Who taught you, our sir?! The boss sword fairy has already told me everything, the speed of my sword, you are not even a sword repair, you can't think of breaking your head, who gave you the courage Think about these messy things? How did you say that sentence to Yu Yufu? Could it be that the truth is just for others to hear? The truth in my heart is hard to come by. It is the wine and seal folding fan in the shop. Can you not keep it for yourself and sell it all to make money? I think it’s better if one doesn’t learn such nonsense.”

Chen Ping was speechless for a moment.

Eldest brother usually doesn't talk much on his side, but after talking so much today, it seems that he is really angry with him.

It doesn't matter.

Chen Pingan had already had a countermeasure, "No matter how busy you are, sir, now that you have Pei Qian, Cao Qinglang and the others are in Luopo Mountain, they will always go and see how the senior brother teaches swords. I told our husband one hundred and one ten, and the husband will be happy when he hears it."

This time it was the left and right's turn to be speechless.

Chen Pingan changed the subject and asked, "Are there many people on the side of the Wild Desolate World who have not forgotten the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

Nodding left and right, he said, "Naturally. But it's still useless."

Chen Pingan asked again: "The two sages of Confucianism and Buddhism sit at both ends of the city, and the Taoist sage sits at the sky, all in order to keep the Great Wall of Sword Qi from being contaminated, encroached and transformed by the luck of the wild world as much as possible?"

Left and right said: "For the saints of the three religions, this is not an easy task. The Confucian saint who was born as a Buddhist, lost the debate with his husband back then, and went to the line of the sub-sage. He has profound knowledge, so don't you I feel that the sub-sage lineage is unbearable. We scholars are most afraid of damage to our own interests, so we scratch our hearts and resent everything. Don’t think that there is a gentleman in the lineage of the sages, so we think that all the lineages of the sages in the world Confucian disciples, everyone is a gentleman and a sage."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "It's not like you can't see the mountains with just one leaf."

Zhong Kui, the gentleman of Tongyezhou, was born in the sub-sage lineage.

Left and right asked: "Then Cui Dongshan, what did you say before leaving?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "It's just a trivial matter."

The left and right were silent for a long time, and slowly said: "Except for Mr., no one saw Cui Chan when he was a teenager. The few of us saw him, and he is already a young man who is about the same age as you are now."

Chen Pingan said suddenly: "I still believe that the world will get better and better."

Left and right smiled and said, "That should be the case."

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "Brother, if you can smile more often, you will be much more handsome than Wei Jin in Fengxue Temple."

Left and right asked back: "Isn't it true that you don't laugh?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I think so, but I don't know how Wei Jin thinks."

Left and right hummed, "I'll ask around later."

Chen Pingan added: "It still depends on Wei Jin's answer to the question, whether you are sincere or not."

Nodding left and right, he said, "That makes sense."

The two brothers and sisters just looked into the distance together.

People who are familiar with each other go far away.

Just like today, Chen Pingan is like this.

Not long ago, Qi Jinglong took his white head and left the Sword Qi Great Wall together with some young sword cultivators from the Taihui Sword Sect.

This is true for all people under the mountain, and the gods on the mountain are no exception.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi stole away again for another year, and the flowers bloomed again in the warm spring of another year.

This time, Ning Yao retreated for a long time, as if forgetting the cold and heat, but in fact, this is the most common practice.

Fan Dache still hasn't broken through the realm, but the foundation of the Dragon Gate Realm is getting better and better, and he is completely familiar with the Ning Mansion and the Yan Family.

Now that Yan Peck has been taught by the chief priest of the family, he has improved his swordsmanship more.

Chen Sanqiu is still the swinger brother who has drunk and always feels that the wall is coming to help people.

Dong Huafu still buys things without spending money no matter where he goes.

The business of the stacked wine shop is still very good, and there are more and more "nothing" signs on the wall.

It is said that Qi Shou has gone to retreat, and this time he has great hopes of becoming a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator in one fell swoop.

Pang Yuanji often went to the Diezhang wine shop to buy wine, because the shop launched a new kind of wine, extremely strong, burning knife wine, but the price was a bit more expensive. A pot of brewed wine cost three snowflakes, so one snowflake Zhuhai Dongtian wine not only did not sell less, but sold more. But Pang Yuanji is not short of money, and his friend Gao Kui, who is a sword fairy, is also good at it, so Pang Yuanji always feels that he alone supports half of the wine shop's business of burning knives and wine. No matter how much wine you buy at one time, you don't want to buy a snowflake for cheap, and you have to blame Pang Yuanji for buying so much. What about other sword immortals? She is willing to sell wine because Pang Yuanji owes her a favor.

Pang Yuanji was so sad that he could drink any kind of wine, but now Gao Kui is addicted to alcohol and has no money. Becoming a pauper who can't get rid of the pot is the most common thing in Jianqi Great Wall. When you have money, you really have a lot of spare money in your pocket. Xicou borrows money from others on credit.

But what Pang Yuanji is most interested in now is when will the stinky tofu be opened for sale.

The long-term helpers at the shop, for some reason, are no longer the two teenagers from Lingxi Lane and Suo Li Lane, but three people have changed, a boy, a girl, and a dark child, all of whom are older. There are many shopkeepers in the neighborhood, but the one with the smartest hands and feet is the youngest one. Drunkards and gamblers like to tease this little guy whenever they have nothing to do, because the child has a big temper regardless of his young age. It doesn't matter if you are a sword fairy or not. No way, if he dares to take more pickles and ask for more Yangchun noodles, he will look at him. The pickles will still be served on the table or sent to the roadside, but the child will not look good.

From the winter of last year to the beginning of spring this year, the second shopkeeper lived in secluded places and hardly showed up. Only Guo Zhujiu visited the house diligently so that he could occasionally see his master. I have already developed feelings for her, and the next time I see the elder sister, the book box will definitely talk, saying that it likes the new and dislikes the old and will not go home.

At the Ning Mansion, Nalan Yexing was a little apprehensive, so he took the initiative to ask Bai Lianshuang, his wife and aunt, if my uncle was too eager to achieve success with such a sword practice method, is it okay? Nalan Yexing couldn't bear to draw his sword anymore.

Nanny Bai is also in a hurry, but the young lady is in retreat, who can I talk to? So let Nalan Yexing go to the top of the city to find my uncle's elder brother.

Nalan Yexing was right when he thought about it, he went there, but the elder brother of my aunt was even more ruthless, saying that if your senior Nalan thinks that the younger brother asked you to practice swords and delayed your return to the fairyland, let the younger brother come Sword practice is here at the head of the city.

Nalan Yexing left the city with a dark face, and Bai Nai was guarding at the door. When she heard such irritating words, she almost couldn't hold back and wanted to go to the city. It took Nalan Yexing to persuade her for a long time. stop.

After the persuasion, Nalan Yexing secretly laughed in his heart, and was called "Senior Nalan" by the left and right. Get excited, go drink, and my uncle will find himself to practice swords tomorrow. Don't blame Grandpa Nalan for being cruel and merciless. Drink too much After drinking the wine, there is no difference in the severity of the shots, and he can't control the strength of Feijian.

After a few big and small spring rains, there is a rising heat in the world.

On this day, Chen Pingan sat alone in the gazebo, with his hands wrapped around his sleeves, his back leaning against the pillars of the pavilion, enjoying the cool and taking a nap.

On the top of the city, he opened his eyes left and right and got up, stretched out his hand to hold down the hilt of his sword, and squinted his eyes to look into the distance.

To the south of the city head, there are thousands of miles of yellow sand, covering the sky and blocking the sun, and rushing in turbulently.

The rolling gravel was actually higher than the Great Wall of Sword Qi, like a tidal wave hitting the shore, heading straight for the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The futon monks and the Confucian shirt sages at the left and right ends of the Sword Qi Great Wall stretched out their palms at the same time, gently pressing down on the white mist.

A Taoist sage, holding a snow-white stag in his hand, sat cross-legged on a very high place. When the old Taoist raised his eyes, as far as he could see, the sea of ​​clouds opened under his feet.

There was a childlike girl with horns, who had been yawning all the time, lying on the top of the city, staring at a pot of wine that had not been uncovered from the mud, now she was so happy that she rolled and jumped a few times. Standing up, eyes shining brightly, he yelled in a childish voice: "Below Yupu Realm, all leave the city! The northern border is enough, let's make up the number!"

Chen Qingdu walked out of the thatched hut slowly, with his hands behind his back, he came to the left and right sides, lightly jumped up the wall, and asked with a smile: "Save the sword energy for dinner?"

The left and right were silent, but the saber did not come out, but they stopped working hard to restrain the sword energy and moved forward.

Outside the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the yellow sand turned into dust in an instant like hitting a wall, making it difficult to get close to the top of the city.

Not only that, but the invisible city wall of sword energy continued to go south, and the billowing yellow sand retreated dozens of miles.

In the end, the sky and the earth are restored to clarity, and the field of vision is wide and unobstructed.

On the north side of the city, bright sword lights swept up one after another, and one after another drew their swords and stopped on the south side of the city.

In the end, it was above the head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The sword fairy is like a cloud.

Chen Qingdu, left and right.

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Chen Qingdu looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "Now that I have the support of that old man, I have a lot of courage. There are so many fresh faces. Well, there are quite a few. There is a seat in the mouse hole, almost It's all over."