Sword comes

Chapter 417 The joys, sorrows and sorrows of the autumn

Unconsciously, from summer to autumn.

After Chen Ping's nurturing during this period of time, he made up for his weakness with diligence, and the two qi houses that housed his natal objects were full of aura.

With regard to boxing and qi refining, Chen Ping tried not to favor one over the other, but as he became a real Qi practitioner, he had to spend at least four hours a day to breathe, and Chen Ping became more and more concerned about the bottleneck in the future. Clearly, one day, he will need to make another choice to become a pure martial artist of the seventh level, and then enter the fifth level of qi trainers.

Mao Xiaodong joked one day: "When you were cultivating in Cui Dongshan's courtyard, you didn't see that you felt sorry for the aura of the academy. Why did you not want to take any more aura when you were on the top of Donghua Mountain? Isn't it too hypocritical?"

Chen Pingan replied: "After keeping the big rules, you can talk about going to the countryside to do as the Romans do and human nature, Cui Dongshan, thank you, Lin Shouyi, in this yard, you can draw spiritual energy by virtue of your own realm, and the academy agrees If there is nothing wrong with it, then I can do it too. This is probably like the Donghua Mountain outside the small courtyard, which is the vastness of the world, but in this courtyard, it has become a country, a place, and a small world. It did not appear Under the premise that something goes against my heart or Confucian etiquette, I am free."

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

Mao Xiaodong nodded.

It seems that when I was refining things on the top of Donghua Mountain, what I said with good intentions was not in vain.

Mao Xiaodong asked again: "A tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and if it is better than others, it will be condemned. What do you think is the reason?"

Chen Pingan replied: "The original intention should be to warn gentlemen to know how to hide their clumsiness and adapt to a not-so-good world. As for what is bad, I can't say it. I just feel that it is far from the world in the mind of Confucianism. As for why it is so , I can’t even figure it out. And I think this sentence is a bit problematic, it is easy for people to go astray, blindly afraid of Mu Xiu Yu Lin, not daring to be superior to others, but it makes many people think that they are not superior. It is what everyone is doing. Since everyone is doing it, I did it, which is the same as the vulgar. Anyway, the law does not blame the public. But once I get into this matter, it seems to be entangled with what I said. Segmentation varies from time to place and from person to person, and then to clarify the boundaries, but I always feel that it is still very difficult, probably because I have not found the fundamental method.”

This time, Chen Pingan was still struggling with his words, so Chen Pingan couldn't help but asked curiously: "This kind of so-called golden and jade words that are respected by the world can indeed save a lot of hardships, just like me. I often use it for self-examination, but can they really be recognized as rules by Confucian sages?"

Mao Xiaodong laughed out loud, but did not give an answer.

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

Chen Pingan replied: "Cui Dongshan once said this, saying that it was because when the sage first created characters, they were not perfect, and the road was inevitably incomplete. Many characters were a problem at the time, but now it is easy to solve. The white horse is naturally a kind of horse, but the white horse is not the same as the horse. Cui Dongshan’s statement, this is also called context barrier. If you don’t understand this theory, no matter how many words you write, it’s still useless. For example, when someone says one correct thing, others use another correct thing to deny the previous correct thing. If you don’t want to get to the bottom of the matter and break it down carefully, you will subconsciously feel that the former is wrong. This is considered to be a context barrier. There are still many generalizations and confusion in order. They all don’t understand the ins and outs. Cui Dongshan is quite angry about this, It is said that scholars, even sages, gentlemen and sages, cannot escape this catastrophe. They also say that everyone in the world should learn this most when they are young. It works, Cui Dongshan even said that at least half of the articles of the sages and sages of various schools of thought are unclear. Only when you understand this can you be qualified to understand the fundamental knowledge of the most holy teachers and rites. Otherwise, ordinary scholars will seem to be studying sages hard Books, in the end, just build an attic in the air, and when it is stretched to death, it is just the Baidi City floating among the colorful clouds, with no end in sight."

After chewing carefully, Mao Xiaodong said with a smile: "It's not all the words of that little bastard to vent his anger, but it still has a bit of chewiness."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Cui Dongshan is willing to say, I just listen. After all, Mr. Wen Sheng once said that it is always good to let me think about everything, even if the final conclusion is still negative, but it seems It’s not a wrong way to take an extra round of thinking.”

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

Then Mao Xiaodong looked forward to it, hoping that this little junior brother would have some understanding.

Chen Pingan suppressed a smile, understood, and said, "If I can see Mr. Wen Sheng next time, I will talk more about Master Maoshan."

Mao Xiaodong said softly: "Remember, remember, don't be reserved, my husband doesn't like this, for example, if I said this, Mr. Gao Miao, you should tell the truth when the time comes, even if it is embellished, it doesn't matter, but you must not bend your bowels. "

Chen Pingan said he wrote it down.

In the end, Mao Xiaodong gave Chen Ping a letter from Piyun Mountain in Longquan County, Dali.

Mao Xiaodong left.

The group of people who are in charge of the cliff academy now, some people are shaking, and they all need him to comfort them.

Chatting with Chen Pingan from time to time is not only to put on airs of the senior brother, but also to take a break from the busy schedule. Of course, it is also the duty of the senior brother to check for leaks and fill in the gaps in Chen Ping's mood.

After Chen Pingan opened it, it was the familiar handwriting of Beiyue Zhengshen Wei Bo.

Earlier, Chen Pingan sent a letter to Wei Bo, inquiring about the sale of the top of the mountain in the west.

Chen Pingan has a natural trust in Wei Bo, the earliest and only surviving god of the mountains and mountains of Shenshui Kingdom.

Wei Bo told Chen Ping'an in the letter that before, together with the Xu family in Qingfeng City, there were a total of nine hilltops looking for their next home. The Ruan Qiong and the Li family on Fulu Street all took over, and there are only two remaining for the time being. , if Chen Pingan wants, he can come forward to help negotiate the price, and Wei Bo suggested that although the remaining two are for others to pick up, in fact, it is not a loss for Chen Pingan to buy, and he complained why Chen Pingan did not send a letter earlier, Otherwise, he can completely eat that Niujiao Mountain. Even if Chen Ping'an doesn't have enough fairy money in his pocket, he, Wei Bo, can put it first, and the two of them will divide up Niujiao Mountain.

Chen Pingan read the letter again to make sure that no hidden secrets were missed, and put it in the square inch.

In the mountains to the west of Longquan County, it is true that the aura is as rich as the top fairy mansions in Baopingzhou, but the luck of the mountains and rivers is divided severely, and moreover, the site is still too small.For those Xianjia sects and sects with a radius of hundreds or even thousands of miles, it is really difficult to form a climate for those Longquan mountain tops that are singled out, and most of them have a radius of more than ten miles.Of course, enshrining a Jindan Earth Immortal is more than enough.

Chen Pingan felt that buying the mountain was feasible.

So I went to Mao Xiaodong's study and wrote a letter, asking Wei Bo to negotiate a price first.

Let Pei Qian run errands and hand it over to an old master who is in charge of this matter in the academy.

Sitting in the quaint study, Chen Pingan recalled the last chat, and Cui Dongshan casually talked about the debate on Buddhism and Taoism in Qingluan Kingdom. There are not many, so let Chen Pingan go to the library of the academy to find those Buddhist and Taoist classics.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, left the study, waited for Lin Shouyi's Qi training to come to an end, and dragged him to the library.

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

Chen Ping froze for a moment, then remembered that it was the first time he visited Lin Shouyi in the academy, and the latter said he was grateful.

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

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

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "I vaguely remember that later I promised to make a bookcase for Li Huai, and he smiled through his tears and stopped making troubles. Otherwise, we probably won't be able to go on our way for a while. But in the past few years , Li Huai is too sensible."

Lin Shouyi asked: "Then do you still remember what you told me?"

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment.

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

Chen Pingan said with emotion: "You really care about such a small matter."

Lin Shou nodded and said: "At that time, I was the least gregarious. Li Baoping called you little uncle, and Li Huai was the closest to you. Even Ah Liang liked to chat and fart with the two of them. Zhu Lu and Zhu He even It's father and daughter, but I, Lin Shouyi, seem to be the most inappropriate. Although I don't care about it, how can it be possible to say that I don't feel lost in my heart? So in fact, for a long time, I doubted myself, should I not Go to Tai Sui to study with you."

As soon as Lin Shou talked about this, this unsmiling Taoist beauty in the academy had a warm smile, "Then you squatted on the dirt road, turned your head and said a few words to me, and I will make one for you too." Anyway, it was easy Casual"."

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

Chen Ping laughed, "I didn't think much about it at the time, I just thought that if you didn't say that, you definitely wouldn't want it. But then I made a bookcase for Li Huai, and you were the only one who didn't have it. Aquarius and Li Huai, to be honest, at that time, I was thinking about you, but I was more thinking about you, Lin Shouyi, who was the oldest among the three and had a stable temperament. Thinking that you can take care of them more."

Lin Shou nodded and said: "I actually understood this on the road, but there is one thing that I do well as a person, that is, the kindness of others to me. I will not be discouraged because he is more kind to others There are injustices."

Lin Shouyi smiled more and more, and said: "Later on the ferry across the river, you made the small bookcase for Li Huai first, and mine became the last one you made. Naturally, it is the one you Chen Pingan is most familiar with. The bamboo box became the best one in fact. At that time, I realized that Chen Pingan is a guy who doesn't talk much, but he is actually a good person. So when I arrived at the academy, Li Huai was bullied by others. A lot, but I didn’t hide after all, you know, at that time, I had clearly seen my path of cultivation, so I bet all my future and prepared for the worst. Beat the disabled, cut off the path of cultivation, and then continue to be an illegitimate child that parents look down on, but you must first be a person that Chen Pingan will not let you look down on."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I keep all these in my heart."

Lin Shouyi smiled and said: "So after Yuanying Jianxiu assassinated the small courtyard, you Chen Pingan went to the courtyard and finally sat next to me Lin Shouyi on purpose. Seriously, even if it is Pei Qian, everyone in the yard knows why you are sitting beside me alone, because you are afraid that I will get involved in cultivation early and be arrogant, but I can only watch from the beginning to the end of the battle , so I will definitely feel lost, I am afraid that I, Lin Shouyi, will get farther and farther away from you."

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

Lin Shouyi directly shook his head and said, "I'm a person who accepts death more, so I don't think too much about it. I'm far behind you, Chen Ping'an, on this point. I'm sure I wouldn't have guessed it."

Chen Pingan didn't hold back, and said, "You once told me that not all parents in the world are like my parents, Chen Ping'an."

Lin Shouyi was a little puzzled.

Chen Ping stretched out his fist, stretched out a finger, and said with a smile: "First of all, I am very glad that you Lin Shouyi is willing to say such a thing, which shows that you regard me as a friend. After all, your identity has always been your biggest knot." .”

Chen Ping stretched out his second finger, "I have always remembered this sentence so firmly that after my trip to Ouhua Blessed Land, Pei Qian and I were able to come here all the time thanks to your sentence." talk."

Chen Ping finally stretched out his third finger, "And after hearing this sentence, I felt like a pauper, and suddenly realized that I was a rich man who had inherited a large fortune. When I thought of this, I saw No matter how rich your peers are, such as Fan Er who later became friends, or Aiaiazhou Liu Youzhou who never became friends, when I get along with them, I am always concerned about whether there is money or not, and I don’t think it’s good Ashamed of myself."

Lin Shouyi smiled, and then told the truth, "I guess Song Jixin hates you the most."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Chen Pingan stopped in front of the library building, looked up at the tall building, "Lin Shouyi, I am very happy, very happy, that this insignificant kindness of mine is valued and cherished by you so much."

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

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I will."

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

With a wave of Chen Ping's hand, he put an arm around Lin Shou's shoulder, "Don't even think about it"

Lin Shouyi cleverly flicked Chen Pingan away, straightened his clothes, and complained: "If the girls from the academy saw this scene, I might lose a few admirers. Of course I don't like them, but I don't like them." Don't hate that they like me."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I think you, Lin Shouyi, have changed the most in the past few years in the academy."

Lin Shouyi and Chen Pingan looked at each other, they both remembered someone, and then laughed heartily together for no reason.

This is probably the tacit understanding between friends.

The two fellow villagers, talking and laughing happily, strode into the library together.

The truths in countless books are waiting for them to read and retrieve.

On the other side of the Luoba Mountain Bamboo House, the kid in Tsing Yi just had a farewell drink with his friends at the restaurant in the small town.

The girl in the pink skirt was sitting on a small bamboo chair eating melon seeds, and found that he seemed to be losing interest, she asked: "Didn't you have a good time with your brother Yujiang water god or is the drink too expensive?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi sat down on the bamboo chair next to her, resting his cheeks with his hands, "You don't understand Jianghu affairs."

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

The former Huang Tingguo Yujiang Water God, through the boy in Tsing Yi, successfully obtained an extremely valuable Peace and Peace card.

Then he got permission from the Ministry of Rites of Huang Tingguo's court to leave the territory under his jurisdiction, pass through the border of Dali, and visit Luopo Mountain.

The boy in Tsing Yi took his best brother from the rivers and lakes to visit many places, and the girl in the pink skirt guessed that this guy often bragged in front of the water god.

After knocking the melon seeds, the little boy in Tsing Yi wailed for a while, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, then calmed down instantly, with his legs straight and without energy, he slumped on the bamboo chair and said slowly: "Jiang He Zhengshen, who is divided into three, six, nine, etc. While drinking, my brother said that on the way here, he met Tiefujiang, the highest-ranking Jiangshen, and was very envious. He wanted me to have a good word with the Dali court, and some tributary rivers , into his Yujiang jurisdiction."

"Then did he give you some fairy money for your relationship?"

"Nope."

The girl in the pink skirt has weird eyes.

The little boy in Tsing Yi glared at her, and said angrily: "It's not that my brother is stingy, he said it himself, it's too shameful for brothers to talk about these money exchanges. I think this is the reason. I am just worried about where to go. Which Bodhisattva's incense is burned in the temple. You know, that guy Wei Bo has never wanted to see me. The last time I approached him, he kept evading him. He didn't talk about loyalty and friendship. The one on the top of our mountain has a golden head. Mountain God, talking is useless. Sheriff Wu Yuan, the county magistrate surnamed Yuan, I have also encountered a wall before. But the one named Xu Ruo is the swordsman who gave each of us a Peace and Peace card. I think there is something interesting, but Can't find him."

The girl in the pink skirt ate melon seeds and asked in a low voice, "Even if you found the temple, do you have the offering money?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi was a little lacking in confidence, "That Xu Ruo may not necessarily collect money from me. You see Xu Ruo has such a good relationship with our master, are you willing to accept my money? If not, I will owe it first, and then borrow money from the master to pay back Give it to Xu Wei, this is the head office, right?"

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

The little boy in Tsing Yi muttered: "It's so strange that a penny can't beat a hero. Who hasn't had a time of downfall? Besides, isn't our place called Luopo Mountain? It's my fault for picking such a mountain. It's unlucky to get the name." .”

The girl in the pink skirt was even more angry, "You can blame the master for all this, is your conscience eaten by the dog?"

If it was something else, the little boy in Tsing Yi would have been furious if she dared to talk to him like that, but today, the little boy in Tsing Yi didn't even think about getting angry, and couldn't get up.

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

The little boy in Tsing Yi jumped up, ran over, and said flatteringly: "God Wei Dazheng, why do you have time to come to my house as a guest today? Are you tired from walking? Do you want to sit on a bamboo chair? I will rub your shoulders and beat your old man." beat leg"

Wei Bo stretched out his hand to hold the guy's head, "Go and cool off."

The boy in Tsing Yi hugged one of Wei Bo's sleeves with both hands, and was dragged by Wei Bo to the pond behind the bamboo building.

The girl in the pink skirt shook her head, she really humiliated her master.

Wei Bo squatted beside the small pond with crystal clear water, and the golden lotus seed had already begun to germinate.

The little boy in Tsing Yi squatted aside, "Old Immortal Wei, let me discuss something with you."

Wei Bo stared at the extremely precious seed, after all, it was one of the "relics" of Lu Chen, the head teacher of Taoism, in this world.This is also the reason why Shenshui Guozuo has been cut off for so long, but is still disconnected, and his vitality is not exhausted, and it is also the reason why Wei Bo has his eyes on Tiefujiang's righteous god of rivers, Yanghua.As the only surviving deity in the Shenshui Kingdom, Wei Bo was able to escape from the catastrophe that year, and has survived until now, until he became the righteous god of Beiyue in the Great Li Dynasty. One's own forbearance is also very important, people can't save themselves, the sky can't save them.

Wei Bo's tone was indifferent, and one sentence directly dispelled the fluke of the little boy in Tsing Yi, "The God of the River Yujiang, treats you as a fool, and you are so happy to be a fool."

The little boy in Tsing Yi got up angrily, and after walking a few steps, he turned his head and saw Wei Bo with his back turned to him, kicking and punching the unsightly figure on the spot, and then hurried away.

Before leaving Lupo Mountain for the last time, Wei Bo smiled to the two little fellows sitting on the bamboo chair: "Your master, you will be back soon."

Wei Bo walked away.

The girl in the pink skirt was extremely excited, but for some reason, she turned her head to find the boy in Tsing Yi who should have been as happy as her, sitting on the bamboo chair in a daze, with a dazed expression.

She asked softly, "What's wrong?"

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

The girl in the pink skirt stood up angrily, ignoring this guy who was kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs, she went to fetch a bucket of water and a rag, and began to wipe the bamboo building carefully.

The little boy in Tsing Yi bent his waist and rested his cheeks. He had longed for a picture, that is, when the Yujiang water god brothers came to Luopo Mountain as guests, he could sit aside and drink with confidence, watching Chen Pingan and his brothers, It's too late to meet each other, call each other brothers, and exchange cups.In that case, he would be very proud.After the banquet is over, he can brag with Chen Pingan about his deeds in the rivers and lakes and how beautiful he was on the Yujiang side when he returned to Lupo Mountain with Chen Pingan.

But I found it seemed a bit difficult.

The little boy in Tsing Yi was a little disappointed. He looked down and saw the melon seed shells on the ground. It seemed that there were still a few fish that slipped through the net. The bored little boy in Tsing Yi picked them up and ate them. It seemed that the taste was better than usual.

The girl in the pink skirt who was cleaning the steps of the bamboo building happened to come across this scene, and asked in surprise, "Are you so poor already? Could it be that you gave all your wealth to your brother Yujiang Water God?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi was in a much better mood, and rolled his eyes at her, "I'm not stupid, my wife doesn't even know how to save some money, I don't want to be an old bachelor like Lao Cui, so I don't know how precious money is when I'm young, so I'm obediently beating a bachelor when I'm old. Reasonable, when our master comes home, I will also say what I said last time, lest he still like to be that good fortune boy"

slam.

The little boy in Tsing Yi flew out of the cliff.

The girl in the pink skirt is already familiar with the strangeness and is not worried about his safety.

A long cyan snake suddenly appeared, soaring through the clouds and fog, and then climbed up the cliff, reverting to the appearance of a boy in Tsing Yi, swaggering towards the bamboo building, "Loyal words are hard to hear, no wonder loyal ministers and good generals have been difficult to die well since ancient times."

There was another bang.

The little boy in Tsing Yi flew out again.

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

He was beaten again and fell into the cliff.

The girl in the pink skirt was already cleaning the railings on the second floor, feeling a little puzzled.

The old man surnamed Cui smiled and said: "Itchy skin doesn't have a long memory."

The girl in the pink skirt couldn't refute it, so she stopped pleading for the boy in Tsing Yi.

On the mountain road of Luopo Mountain, the boy in Tsing Yi flew up the mountain cursing and swearing.

The overseas isolated island near the Divine Continent of Middle Earth.

The man in the Confucian shirt refused another visitor that day, and shut the door of a high school priest from the sub-sage lineage.

If it was before, even if the man in the Confucian shirt was unwilling to "open the door", he would still show his face after all.This time it was gone straight away.

The Academy Grand Prix had no choice but to leave in disappointment, deep down, unavoidably still a little apprehensive.

I don't know what to do

Why is that scholar this time so unreasonable.

The man in the Confucian shirt has been standing in the hut where Zhao Yao lived, and there is a road in the book mountain.

He was standing in one of them, flipping through a Confucian book he picked out at random. The Confucian sage who wrote this book had lost his context, because he died without warning at a young age, and his disciple It has not been able to truly grasp the essence of the cultural context, but within a hundred years, the incense of cultural movement has been cut off.

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

How did Zhao Yao come here back then? It was because of the protection of a ray of residual soul.

Otherwise, even a great celestial master with a foreign surname from Longhu Mountain and a great sacrificial wine from the academy would have to knock on the door before entering. How could Zhao Yao follow the crowd and arrive here by such a coincidence.

He withdrew his gaze and looked towards the edge of the cliff. Zhao Yao was there at the beginning and wanted to step out.

Of course he doesn't care.

It's just that there was a middle-aged Confucian scholar with frosty temples, winking at him.

Only then did he speak to persuade Zhao Yao.

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

He asked, "Since you care so much, why don't you show up to see him?"

The man replied: "Zhao Yao is still young, seeing me will only make him feel more guilty. There are some knots in his heart that he needs to solve by himself. After walking a long way, he will figure it out sooner or later."

He asked: "Then you, Qi Jingchun, are not afraid of Zhao Yao's death, and you don't even know what you think. Hidden in the wooden dragon paperweight with the purest awe-inspiring spirit of heaven and earth, waiting for the day when Zhao Yao's state of mind will reappear in spring, but you are not afraid of Zhao Yao making wedding clothes for other cultures, even Taoism."

Qi Jingchun replied: "It doesn't matter, as long as I, a student, can live. Whether or not I inherit my cultural background is actually not that important compared to Zhao Yao's stable study and learning all his life."

He said with emotion: "Qi Jingchun, you are a pity."

Qi Jingchun just laughed and said nothing.

At this moment, the middle-earth scholar who once split the Yellow River cave with a sword felt that there was one less confidant in his life.

Yunxia Mountain in Aquarius Island.

Cai Jinjian, who already occupied Yifeng Mansion alone, sat alone on the futon and practiced Taoism today. After opening his eyes, he got up and walked to the viewing platform with a wide view.

Cai Xianzi, who was singing and advancing all the way on the repair road, and her temperament became more and more deserted, seemed to think of something and smiled.

Back then, a scholar she admired and respected the most, when he handed her the first picture scroll of the long river of time, did something that Cai Jinjian only thought was earth-shattering.

In her mind, Mr. Qi, who is pedantic about heaven and man and has no flaws, actually asked her sincerely like a student asking for advice: "If you send this picture scroll to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, will it be superfluous and not beautiful?"

Cai Jinjian still clearly remembers the mood at that time, it was almost like a Nascent Soul cultivator crossing the catastrophe, and the five thunders struck the top.

After seeing her dull expression, Mr. Qi smiled and said: "I really know all the things about men and women in the world, and I don't know anything about it."

Cai Jinjian kept a straight face and tensed up.

Qi Jingchun said helplessly: "Laugh if you want to."

Cai Jinjian didn't laugh at the end, instead, he felt a little sad deep in his heart. He looked at Mr. Qi obsessively, and after recovering, Cai Jinjian gave his own answer, "If you don't like it, doing these things may not be useful. Isn't it It doesn't matter if it's superfluous. If you like it a little bit at first, after reading these, you might like it even more."

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

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

Cai Jinjian was lying on the railing, smiling and squinting her eyes, she was clearly looking far away, but the spectacular scenery outside the viewing platform was actually not in her eyes.

To secretly like such a man, even though he knew he wouldn't like him, Cai Jinjian thought it was the most beautiful thing.

On the road of practice, Cai Jinjian is willing to think about him in the quiet and lonely moments when no one is around, no matter how many hundred years and thousands of years later.

In the middle of Aquarius Continent, a fairy family ferry bordering the southern border of the Zhuying Dynasty.

Liu Qingshan bought a big jug of wine, sat by the river, drinking gulp after gulp.

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

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

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

Liu Boqi, the crowned female swordsman, held a jug in one hand, and held the saber on her waist with the other, showing a sharp expression, "There are so many stupid and bad people in the world, and there is no number of books I have read with them." Relationship. When you meet a little bit of good people and things, you will itch your teeth with hatred, and either possess or destroy them. From now on, you are willing to tell them your reasoning, but if it doesn’t make sense in the end, I’ll come speak."

Liu Qingshan just kept shaking his head, shaking his head vigorously, "I can understand all of this, I just want to know why elder brother did that. As a son of man, I want to tell my most respected elder brother, what should I do? It’s not as good as big brother, I just want to go home and tell him about this, is that okay?”

Liu Boqi shook his head for the first time, she followed Liu Qingfeng in everything, but she didn't accommodate Liu Qingfeng in this matter, "Don't talk about this. You should bear it."

Liu Qingshan murmured: "Why?"

Liu Boqi said: "I don't know the reason and truth of this matter, and I don't want to talk nonsense in order to explain you. But I know that your elder brother will only be more painful than you at the moment. Sprinkle salt on the wound, and you'll be happy, just go, I won't stop, but I will take you lightly. It turns out that Liu Qingshan is such a wimp. His heart is smaller than that of a woman."

Liu Qingshan looked dull.

Liu Boqi was a little apprehensive, and asked bluntly, "Did I say too much?"

Liu Qingshan stared at her blankly for a long time, then smiled suddenly, wiped away his tears and snot indiscriminately, "It's okay."

Only then did Liu Boqi return the jug to Liu Qingshan, "You can drink now."

Liu Qingshan was not polite either, took the jug and gulped down the wine.

He drank until he threw up on his stomach by the river.

Liu Boqi patted him on the back lightly, "If you still want to drink, I'll buy it for you."

Liu Qingshan shook his head lightly.

In the end, Liu Boqi walked on the street with Liu Qingshan on his back in full view.

On the road outside a county in Qingluan Country, after the heavy rain, it was extremely muddy and pooled with water.

A coachman was the carriage of an old man from the county government. He slowed down, and after a while, he sped up his horseshoe and rushed to the county seat.

Wang Yifu, who was sitting in the carriage with the county magistrate Liu, glanced at Liu Qingfeng who was resting with his eyes closed.

Wang Yifu was one of the two people secretly sent by the national teacher Cui Chen into Qingluan Kingdom. Now he is a county lieutenant in name, but he is actually serving as Secretary Wu next to Liu Qingfeng to prevent some assassinations.

From this, it can be seen how much Cui Chan attaches great importance to this small county magistrate of this small country.

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

Wang Yifu also closed his eyes.

He, the subjugated general of the Lu Dynasty, finally began to look forward to what kind of high position this Qingluan country civil servant could reach in the Great Li Dynasty in the future.

The northern border of the Zhuying Dynasty.

Chaos is raging.

On a mountain road, there were a few genealogy masters of a small sect, who concealed their identities, pretended to be Shanzawa Yexiu, and had their eyes on a convoy of officials fleeing south.

Ma Kuxuan happened to meet him, and one of the Qi practitioners was pulling a gorgeously dressed woman by her hair, dragging her out of the carriage, saying that he wanted to taste the wife of the sheriff.

Ma Kuxuan didn't want to intervene at first, and continued to go his own way, but was stopped by a Qi trainer, Ma Kuxuan punched one and a half to death, and the last one fled in a hurry, Ma Kuxuan ignored him.

The poor Qi trainer with half his life left was stepped on his chest by Ma Kuxuan. Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "Is this how a bad person is? To be a bad person, at least you have to have a little discernment. I need to do it." teach you"

Ma Kuxuan stepped on the man's chest.

Ma Kuxuan continued on his way.

I never thought that among the relatives of the disheveled woman, there was a young man who felt humiliated and asked Ma Kuxuan angrily why he didn't kill the last person.

Ma Kuxuan beat the boy to death with one punch, and then passed through the silent convoy, only saying, "Stupid fools deserve more death than bad guys."

After leaving, the monk of the Zhenwushan military family appeared, frowned and said: "That ignorant boy is not guilty of death."

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "Everyone is going to die, shouldn't you thank me for being a hero once in a while?"

The woman lay on her son's body and wailed loudly. She was full of hatred and fear for the crazy young man who ignored his life.

The immortal sect closest to Dali Capital City, Changchun Palace.

High security.

Prince Song He and his mother stood on the top of the mountain, and asked with a smile, "Uncle Huang is trying to usurp the throne?"

Song He quickly shook his head by himself, and said: "But is it necessary to be so troublesome? Just make an assassination. The dead soldiers of the Sui Dynasty and the remnants of the Lu Dynasty can be mothers. I guess it will Son, let alone the Great Li Frontier Army, even in the court, there are quite a few people who are urging the emperor's uncle to ascend the throne. Those who face my mother and me are mostly civil servants, which are useless."

The Dali woman who had lost all her power smiled and said: "He'er, don't underestimate your emperor uncle. He has a big heart and doesn't look down on a dragon chair."

Song He didn't quite believe it.

It's the same thing whether you look down on it or not, who in a secular dynasty would despise a dragon chair with a buttocks?

The woman comforted: "Dali's ruling and opposition parties, the people's hearts are available."

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

The woman covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, "It's okay for us mother and son to talk about such things, but on other occasions, remember, you will know when you know it, but you can't tell it. Learn to play dumb. It's the same with that wise and powerful emperor uncle, and it's the same with the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty."

Song He asked, "Then what about the people on the mountain?"

The woman was a little hesitant.

Song He said: "Actually, I have always wondered why my father has been competing with those gods. If I am a Qi trainer, especially at a high level, who would like to be restrained by a human monarch? If I really become the emperor in the future , if the established national policy is changed, do you think there will be more immortal forces surrendering to me, one by one surrounding my dragon chair, maybe I can rely on this to gradually check and balance the national teacher and the emperor's uncle?"

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

Song He snorted, "Okay, just listen to your mother."

The woman smiled sweetly.

This is the most pleasing to the son, well-behaved and obedient, so mother and son are of the same mind in everything.

As for the other one.

She deliberately didn't let herself think about it.

Longquan Sword Sect.

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

In the yard, the chickens grew into old hens, and gave birth to a litter of chickens, and there were more and more old hens and chickens.

That native dog, who has grown into a spirit, showed signs of occupying the mountains and becoming king, and ran wild in the mountains to the west. Fortunately, he had suffered a lot before and did not dare to be too presumptuous. When he saw someone in the market, he obediently hugged him Tail.

After Ruan Xiu finished eating the pastries, she put away her embroidered handkerchief and clapped her hands.

Swept up.

When she came to the cliff where the four characters "Tiankai Shenxiu" were carved by someone, she walked down from the top of the cliff.

Went to the bottom of the cliff, and returned the same way.

On this day, Chen Ping took Li Baoping and Pei Qian to wander around the capital of Sui Dynasty.

Cui Dongshan stood in his study room, glanced at the scrolls of the fairy family that were piled up casually, and then looked at the books that Chen Pingan borrowed from the library.

There are also Chen Ping'an's carving knife and a few pieces of bamboo slips on the desk, all of which are for the convenience of excerpting the words from those books, but they are not put away.

Cui Dongshan was a little happy.

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

Didn't Chen Pingan have such a sign?

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

What he could do, he did it both openly and secretly.

But it still seems difficult.

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

As Cui Dongshan suddenly raised his sleeves.

A little guy was pulled out, dizzy and wobbly.

After Lianhua found out that it was Cui Dongshan, he wanted to escape underground.

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

It's just that it seemed to hit its head against the wall and fell back into the corridor.

Cui Dongshan laughed loudly, "You idiot."

The little lotus figure was sitting on the ground, drooping his head.

Cui Dongshan looked at it.

Then I remembered myself.

Back then when I was studying, I was accompanied by a poor old scholar in that poor alley that hadn't yet made a fortune. Although I wasn't considered an expert back then, I was already a Qi trainer. If it wasn't for the old scholar who made so many complicated rules from the beginning , the two of them, master and apprentice, why did they mess up so badly that they couldn't even eat enough? Finally, one day, he wanted to earn some money and come back. No, a living person cannot be suffocated to death by urine, but when he came back with a big bag of silver, the old scholar said a few words with a blank expression on his face.The second sentence is that I hope that no matter where the money comes from, it will be sent back, because the money is the ill-gotten gains of his disciples, but after that, you Cui Chan loves cheating and abducting or robbing houses, he is an old scholar. The big disciples can’t teach well, they can’t manage them anymore, and they don’t have such great skills.

At that time, the young Cui Chan, just like the little lotus flower now, was depressed, bowed his head and did not speak.

Maybe the mentality is quite different, but the pitiful appearance is exactly the same.

Cui Dongshan remembered that young Cui Chan, he didn't cry and begged the old scholar not to drive him away from the master's school, and only said a few words, I can return the silver, but I hope to leave one or two silver ingots, which I already owe A sum of half a year's study money is considered to be cleared.The second sentence is that the young Cui Chan told the old scholar to take this little money and buy a few better writing brushes, a pen holder that is bare and reluctant to throw away, even if you have some knowledge in your stomach, how can you write articles.

That day the old scholar asked Cui Chan to wait in his bare house.

The old scholar walked out of the house, and after sighing secretly in the back alley, he finally licked his face and borrowed some money from a neighbor in the neighborhood, and scolded the shrew who couldn't understand his poor appearance, and said it in a weird way A lot of bastard words.The old scholar didn't even talk back, but just smiled.The old scholar spent all his money to buy half a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper, and swaggered back to the house, never mentioning the words to drive Cui Chan away, but just calling Cui Chan to sit down and eat the roast chicken.

The two sat opposite each other on the tattered table. After eating for a while, Cui Chan asked the old scholar why he didn't eat.

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

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

The old scholar patted his stomach and said that it was all here, he couldn’t run away, so it didn’t matter if he wrote later, he could write more articles in one go.

The young Cui Chan actually knew that the poor old scholar who spoke bold words was trying to hide his hungry stomach growling.

The old scholar finally said softly, Xiaochen, this half roast chicken, whether it is sir or you, we can only buy it with money.But you can just take this outdated knowledge in your stomach, as much as you can, it doesn’t cost money, and of course it doesn’t seem to be worth much.We scholars, as long as we don't starve to death for a day, we still have to talk about the truth for a day.

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

It's just that the later junior disciples Zuo Zuo and Qi Jingchun, all Wen Sheng disciples and registered disciples, didn't know about it.

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

Today, Cui Dongshan tapped the head of the lotus little man with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I'm telling you something serious, it has something to do with my husband, do you want to listen?"

The little guy hesitated for a long time, then nodded.

Cui Dongshan said slowly: "My husband has a mountain called Luopo Mountain, there is a pond over there, and there is a golden lotus seed in it. It is very likely that it is your chance to prove the Tao. Aquarius Continent ranks first among the five upper realms. At that time, Luopo Mountain will also benefit greatly from it. Through you, it can stabilize and gather a lot of spiritual energy and opportunities. In terms of practice, there are certain passes. Come, first served. It’s late, and I don’t even have a chance to squat in the latrine.”

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

Cui Dongshan shook his head, "But I ask you one thing. Someday in the future, when my husband is not by your side, someone will tell you this, and when you feel that you are particularly worthless, why should my husband when doing something"

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

The little lotus became more and more confused.

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

The little guy tilted his head, indicating that he couldn't understand.

Cui Dongshan turned his head and looked up, "He saw the most beautiful scene in this world in his mind from you, um, at least one of them. How should I put it, you are like my husband looking back at himself when he was young. All the sufferings I have suffered have turned into a flower. Seeing you, my husband will feel at ease. It turns out that he is not alone in the world, and there are fools like him, exactly the same. Then luck is so good, you met. Even One day, because of the complicated world, my husband will change because of his helplessness, then at that time, if you haven't changed, your husband will feel a little more at ease, become less, and slower."

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

The little lotus figure shook his head vigorously.

Like saying it's okay.

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

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

Cui Dongshan kept bending his waist and said with a smile: "Hanging will not change for 100 years, um, if possible, it will not change for 1000 or 1 years."

The little guy nodded vigorously.

Cui Dongshan suddenly said fiercely: "If you go back on your word one day, I will beat you to death, put you on the chopping board, cut it into eight pieces, make soup and drink it, add green onion and garlic, and sprinkle with oil and salt."

Halfway through the talk, Cui Dongshan himself became cheerful and made a grimace.As if it wasn't enough, I stretched out my hands, opened my mouth, held my nose, and made a strange face.

The little lotus figure giggled, and simply lay down on the ground, dancing.

Cui Dongshan also laughed heartily.

In the long years that followed.

Luopo Mountain has always had such a little spirit.

It is carefree and innocent.

No matter how high Chen Ping's achievements are in the future, every time he goes on a long trip and returns to his hometown, he will spend a period of time alone with the little guy, simply and say something from his heart.