Chapter 56 Nod

Walking among the barren hills and graves where foxes and rabbits roamed, the man with the sword suddenly stopped in front of a tombstone. He walked to the tombstone in front of an inconspicuous little earthen bag, squatted down and stretched out his hand to remove the vines and grass entwining the stone monument. , revealing its true face, the handwriting was blurry, and only half of the text could be vaguely discerned. The man sighed, "The divine way has collapsed, and rituals and music are at their peak. The struggle of hundreds of schools of thought is about to begin."

After the man got up, he saw that the apprentice who had not yet entered Zhenwu Mountain to formally worship his master and worship his ancestors was facing the direction he came from. Blood was bleeding from the corners of the young man's mouth, ears and nose, making the dark face look particularly hideous and terrifying. The young man raised his head He raised his arm and wiped it randomly, and continued to stare there.

The man said: "Ma Kuxuan, according to the reason you gave before, you learned that the foreign girl used flying sword skills in the alley and joined forces with the Sui prince and the eunuch to kill you. The first master in your life, so you have a knot in your mind, and you must take revenge before leaving the town. I think this makes sense, so I don’t stop you, leaving it up to you to live and die on your own terms. After all, a practitioner can do it. Encountering such an enemy is both a crisis and an opportunity."

But the man emphasized his tone, not favoring the disciple in front of him because of his outstanding talent, and said in a deep voice: "But you are targeting Mud Bottle Alley. "My peers, why? I have told you before that I, a military monk from Wushan, should never kill innocent people indiscriminately!" What kind of karma and luck are you most able to care about?"

The man nodded and said: "Looking through thousands of years of history, most of the people who can turn the tide of disaster on their own are not me. As a military monk, he deliberately praised the sages."

The man stared at the young man and had no intention of letting him off easily.

If Ma Kuxuan is murderous and uses his power to bully others, then what does he do for Zhenwu Mountain to recruit such a disciple?

In the secular dynasty, military monks rely on fighting on the battlefield to improve their realm. They are closest to the line of life and death. Once they cannot keep their true intentions, they can easily fall into the devil's way. Just imagine, a man with military power in his hand How easy is it for a practicing practitioner to massacre a city and destroy a country?

Military strategists and Confucianism are the two pillars that support the peace of the Shanxia Dynasty. Once a respected military strategist monk himself is not upright, the higher the person's realm, the higher his status in the temple. If it is high, the impact on the entire secular dynasty will naturally be greater. In history, the lessons learned from past mistakes are vivid. It is so difficult to win the hearts of the people, but so easy to lose them. Although this sentence was said by a Confucian saint, there are many military monks and Confucian generals who have read poetry and books, and they deeply agree with it.

The young man may have felt the solemnity of the atmosphere, but he did not rush to argue. He stretched out his hand and gently covered his ear with the palm of his hand, touching the injured area. He suddenly bared his teeth and took a breath of cold air. He slowed down and took it back. After holding his hand, he looked at the pool of blood on his palm and said, "That guy's name is Chen Ping'an. His father died when he was very young. That man was a famous kiln worker in the town and was very skilled in craftsmanship."He was very nice and an honest person, but he suddenly died suddenly and his body was never found. Although my grandma has been reluctant to admit it, I remember it very clearly. It was a rainy night with lightning and thunder, and I was woken up by the thunder. , and then I found that my grandma was not around. As soon as I opened the door, I saw my dad running back sneakily. She was surprised and scared at the same time. It looked very strange. My mother slapped my dad on the back hard and laughed. He grinned from ear to ear and was so happy.

The young man frowned subconsciously, trying hard to remember those bleak scenes from his childhood, "My grandma was the only one who didn't say anything. She didn't seem to be very happy. Instead, she got angry at my dad, 'Do you think that kid? If your father dies, you will have a chance to marry her? Don’t take a piss to reflect on your own virtue! The Chen family in Mu Ping Lane has been a one-person family for several generations. Aren't you afraid that if you harm one person, your family of three will eventually be unable to survive? When the time comes, the Chen family will be cut off from descendants. Are they not afraid of retribution from their ancestors? To take a step back, you really don’t know that woman’s temperament. Are you willing to remarry you? ’ My dad was smiling playfully at that time, probably thinking that he had done it and would get paid soon, so he stopped pretending to regret and feel guilty in front of his family. My grandma finally pointed at my mother’s nose and scolded me. My mother was not good-tempered either. My mother-in-law and daughter-in-law almost had a fight in the main hall. My father is the kind of person who likes the new and hates the old. Even the small town neighbors of his generation didn’t like it. He, of course, at that time, he helped his wife but not my mother. In the end, my grandma sat on the ground, beat her chest hard, cried and complained to the plaque, saying that the Ma family had recruited such a bad woman into the house, and you will die in peace. ah.

The man followed the young man's thoughts and asked: "You want to bring all the illusory retribution for good and evil, and the sins committed by the previous generation, onto yourself. I hope your grandma and your father will be punished." Can my mother die well? "

Ma Kuxuan grinned, "I really don't have any feelings for my parents. Only grandma is worried about it. She is not willing to go to Zhenwu Mountain with me, saying that she must be buried in my grandfather's grave in this life. Next to me, if she goes to Zhenwu Mountain, which is tens of thousands of miles away, firstly, she will bother my grandson to move a jar home, and secondly, she heard that after death, the road to the underworld before being buried, will The journey was extremely bumpy. She said she had suffered enough while she was alive, but she didn't want to have to endure hardship after death. "

The man said: "It's excusable, but it's unreasonable. Just this once, never happen again. "

Ma Kuxuan curled his lips with a cold expression. He didn't shake his head or refute, but he also didn't nod his consent.

The man smiled, rubbed salt on the young man's wounds and said: " How does it feel to be pushed to the ground and beaten by your peers? "

Ma Kuxuan said angrily: "If that bitch hadn't secretly given him a knife, would I have lost to Chen Pingan? ! From the beginning to the end, I only exerted seven percent of my strength! If you don't think you want to play cat and mouse..."

The man sneered softly: "Play cat and mouse? Come on, besides trying to kill Chen Ping'an with 70% of his strength, he could also make the girl take it lightly and kill two birds with one stone. It's too much to think about.It's quite beautiful. "

The young man blushed slightly, stiffened his neck and said angrily: "Whose master are you? ! "

The man laughed.

The two of them got back on the road towards the town. The young man asked: "Compared to Zhengyang Mountain, is Zhenwu Mountain higher or lower? "

The man smiled and asked: "Do you want to ask the truth or a lie? "

The young man rolled his eyes, "Where are the lies? ”

The man replied: “That’s about the same height.” ”

The young man sighed sadly, feeling that he was really in a bad way. He recognized two masters, one died inexplicably in Qilong Lane, a small town, and the other was not very capable and had many rules.

Ma Kuxuan said angrily: "No matter how much you praise Zhengyang Mountain, you can't change the fact that Zhenwu Mountain is not as good as Zhengyang Mountain. "

The man smiled and said: "Ma Kuxuan, you are mistaken. The difference between Zhengyang Mountain and our Zhenwu Mountain is probably that there is only one Zhengyang Mountain. "

The young man was stunned for a moment. After hearing what the man meant, he immediately smiled and said: "That's not bad! "

The man reminded: "The sect is the sect, and you are yourself. "

The short boy smiled and said: "You are also thinking wrong! What I mean is that since Zhenwu Mountain is so high, then when I become a master of martial arts and want to find someone to learn from, it will save time and trouble, and I won’t be surrounded by a bunch of embroidered pillows and wine bags and rice bags!

The man laughed it off and said, "Wouldn't this kind of bold words be more convincing for a boy from Mud Bottle Lane?" "

The young man said angrily: "Is there anyone who is a master like you? Be careful if you beat someone to death in the future, I won’t avenge you!

The man reached around his back, patted the scabbard, and said with a smile: "Except for this sword, the master is alone. Death will disappear. What's the use of revenge?" "

The young man asked doubtfully: "Isn't there still a sect called Zhenwushan? ”

The man gave up and said, “Zhenwu Mountain is different from other sects in Dongbaopingzhou. You will understand after you go up the mountain. "

The tiger talisman on the man's waist jumped slightly. The man held down the tiger talisman for a moment and quickly said in a deep voice: "You and I will return to the town as fast as possible! As a military monk, I seek good fortune and avoid evil, and predict the future almost instinctively.

The young man rolled his eyes and said: "Even if the situation in the small town is overturned, the outsiders and the people in the small town will be killed in rivers of blood. It's none of my business." We have agreed, I can promise that I will not take human life lightly, but I will never do anything chivalrous or help those in need. "

The man looked solemn, grabbed the young man's shoulder, and ordered: "Don't say anything.Words, hold your breath! ”

The two figures disappeared in a flash, and the next moment they had appeared more than ten feet away. This cycle was like a series of water floats made by the young Ma Kuxuan on the stream.

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Except for the wounds on Chen Pingan’s back scratched by Ma Kuxuan’s stone, there were not many external injuries, but this definitely does not mean that Chen Pingan was in good condition. The most troublesome thing was Still with the palm of his left hand, he went into the water and touched rocks to catch fish, which slowed down the recovery. This time he had a fight with Ma Kuxuan and bumped fists, which made matters worse. When he tore off the old cotton strips, even Chen Ping'an could only He opened a suitcase on his waist, took out a porcelain bottle, and drank the thick medicinal soup inside. It was the medicine prescribed by Yang's shop back then. It was useless except that it could relieve pain.

Ning Yaona. After returning to the simple-looking clothes-pressing knife, he cut off a large section of the cuffs of his underwear, tore it into strips, and helped Chen Ping'an, who was covered in cold sweat, to wrap it up and asked: "The earthwork in Yang's shop is really good. it works? "

Chen Ping'an gently shook his left hand and squeezed out a smile, "It's very useful." It really hurt just now. I've had this pain twice before. "

Ning Yao scolded: "You can see the bones in the flesh of your palms. Doesn't it hurt? Do you really think that you have cultivated an invincible Arhat's golden body, or are you a Taoist true king with an unsullied body? Let you show off your strength! We were fighting with that Ma Kuxuan. Didn't he say we would challenge each other? Yes, he challenged us two, so there was nothing wrong with him. Even my majestic Ning Yao is not embarrassed, but you are addicted to trying to be a hero. Otherwise, when you challenge Zhengyang Mountain Mountain Monkey alone, I will continue to applaud you? "

Chen Ping'an was just about to argue with her about his opinions and reasons.

The girl suddenly glared, and the boy immediately nodded and said: "Miss Ning is right. "

Ning Yao squinted angrily and said, "You don't feel upset, you think I don't know? ”

Chen Pingan chuckled and kept glancing at the clothes-pressing knife in her hand. At first glance, it was cute and compact, but upon closer inspection, it was sharp and cold.

The young man felt that this knife The clothes-pressing knife seemed to be exactly the opposite of its owner.

Ning Yao asked Chen Pingan to raise his right hand, gently put the clothes-pressing knife back into the sheath tied to his arm, and warned: " Don't push yourself too far, don't have any inappropriate thoughts about this knife! "

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Miss Ning, you are thinking too much. "

Ning Yao suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the earliest statue of the broken-arm spiritual official, "That jet-black stone pedestal, do you know what kind of stone it is made of?

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I know, Miss Ning, you've asked the right person. We only need to walk along the stream into the mountain. We have to walk a long way. I estimate that it will take at least half a day." , you can see a black stone cliff, which is full of this kind of stone. It is so hard that you can’t smash even a little bit of gravel with a hammer, let alone chop it with a hatchet. There are several long sunken lines on the other side of the stone cliff. The strip-like groove has a slight slope inside and is uneven. Every time Old Man Yao passes there, he will ask him to take out a hatchet and sharpen it. Not to mention, after sharpening, the hatchet will be really shiny. , same as beforeVery different. "

Ning Yao rubbed his forehead, wondering whether to laugh or cry: "A hatchet used to sharpen trees and chop firewood..."

Chen Pingan's eyes lit up, "Is it valuable? ! "

Ning Yao said angrily: "No matter how valuable it is, can you get even a little bit of the entire stone cliff? Let me tell you, ordinary gods can’t do it! Unless you are a great swordsman with huge killing power and are willing to give up a magic weapon, you can break out about two three-foot-long stone bars, which will be specially named 'Dragon Slaying Platform' by the swordsman. A piece is of course worth a fortune. "

Chen Ping'an fell into deep thought.

Ning Yao's eyes suddenly lit up, "Isn't there a ready-made sword-sharpening stone under the feet of the Lingguan statue? It's so big that it can be split into two pieces. "

Chen Ping'an felt like his butt was burning and quickly persuaded: "Miss Ning, we can't tear it down and move it home!" The spiritual officer is already aggrieved enough. If we take away his foothold again..."

Ning Yao stood up suddenly and snorted coldly, "Steal? ! Am I that kind of person? ”

Then Chen Ping’an followed the girl towards the Taoist spiritual official statue. Standing in front of the clay painted statue, Ning Yao took a step forward, holding the scabbard and scabbard with both hands respectively. With a heroic look, she raised her head The head shouted: "My name is Ning Yao! As long as you give me these three feet of ground today, then I, Ning Yao, will definitely repay you a hundred times a thousand times if I become a swordsman in the future! "

Chen Ping'an opened his mouth wide, thinking this is okay?

As expected, the clay statue showed no movement.

The girl did not give up and continued: "No Are you willing to give it? Then I, Ning Yao, can borrow it from your head office, right? The kind that you can borrow and return. "

Ning Yao turned around and winked at Chen Ping'an, "I'm borrowing, not robbing, do you understand? "

Chen Pingan shook his head vigorously and replied sincerely: "I don't understand! "

Ning Yao was about to explain to Chen Ping'an the completely different differences between "stealing" and "borrowing" when Chen Ping'an suddenly shouted: "Be careful! "

While speaking, Chen Ping'an moved and pulled Ning Yao behind him.

It turned out to be the statue of the spiritual official, which had experienced thousands of years of After being exposed to the wind and sun, he finally fell to the ground on this day. He fell forward and was completely broken into pieces. There was no remains of a leg here or an arm there. Even the lifelike big bearded head was not there. Shattered.

Come from the earth, go to the earth.

It seems that this time in the world is truly over.

And the mystery of this incident is over. What is surprising is the height of the Lingguan statue. The distance between the young girl and the stone pedestal of the statue is much greater. Logically speaking, even if Chen Pingan and Ning Yao are not crushed, they will at least be smashed. Not light. But in the end, the clay statue turned into dust and only reached the feet of the two of them.

The well-informed Ning Yao swallowed, feeling a little guilty and looked down. With those flying dust, murmured: "Are you too stingy? If you don't want to borrow it, you won't borrow it, and you want to fight with me to the death?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly shook his head and said: "This is called a Bodhisattva nodding, and it means promising you. "

Ning Yao stood side by side with the boy, looking at the debris and dust, then at the bare black dragon-slaying platform further away, and finally turned to look at Chen Ping'an and asked tentatively. : "Are you sure?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I'm sure!"

Ning Yao believed it without any doubt.

Even she herself doesn’t know why.

Finally, under the leadership of Chen Pingan, Ning Yao helped move the mud debris into a pit that had been dug nearby and covered it with soil.

Chen Pingan lowered his head and muttered silently: "Regardless of human beings or gods, it is peace to be buried."

Ning Yao also lowered his head and whispered: "It is peace to be buried."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No. , I think so myself."

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows.

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Miss Ning, don't you feel very comfortable after doing this?"

Ning Yao also shook his head, "I don't feel it."< /p>

Chen Pingan scratched his head, looked at the black stone pedestal, and asked: "Is it called the Dragon Slaying Platform?"

Ning Yao snorted, "A martial artist might It’s called a sharpening stone, or a sword-sharpening stone. Only the sword cultivators on the mountain would call it the Dragon-Slaying Platform."

Ning Yao turned his head to look to the southwest, his eyes were dazed, and he whispered, "I. It is also called a sword sharpening stone in my hometown. Everyone has one, varying in size, usually only as big as a fist. Some sword cultivators with declining family fortunes and low cultivation even have only a thumb-sized sword sharpening stone left. , it’s not like nothing is worth it. I also have one at home, it’s very big..." Chen Pingan asked softly: "How big is it?"

The girl murmured. : "It's bigger than your house in Muping Lane."

The young man was shocked, and then said with great envy: "Miss Ning, your family is really rich! And such a big sword grinding stone, It’s great to not have to worry about being stolen. Unlike me, who managed to save a little copper money and couldn’t sleep well wherever I hid it.”

The originally sad girl who left home suddenly lost her sadness and smiled. Said: "This sword sharpening stone is half for each person!"

The young man waved his hand, "What do I want it for? I have a hatchet at home, but there is no need to use such a precious sharpening stone. Every time Once you sharpen the sword, I feel bad for it, so why bother. So, Miss Ning, just take it all. By the way, don’t you want to ask Master Ruan to help you make a sword? You can use the other half as money for making swords... ..."

Ning Yao said helplessly: "Chen Pingan, are you really stupid or are you short-sighted?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and said with a smile: "Miss Ning, are you? Just think of me as a bad guy."

Ning Yao suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the young man, with a look of realization on his face, and said with a squinted smile: "Chen Ping'an, tell me honestly, are you plotting something evil and thinking about turning 'Miss Ning' into your wife in the future? That's not all." Is it your own? This little plan is so powerful!"

The young man was about to cry but his mouth was twitching. What did Song Jixin say before? Why bother? No words?

Ning Yao laughed loudly, "Look, I scared you. I was kidding."

Chen Pingan sighed, feeling a little tired.

Ning Yao suddenly said seriously: "Be careful! My flying sword is already on its way back!"

Chen Ping'an felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.