When Chen Pingan approached the stone arch bridge, he swallowed his saliva and did not dare to move forward. After a battle between heaven and man, he continued up the stream and reached the narrowest area where the stream girded his waist. He took a running start and ran , jumped over, and then walked towards the back of the green ox. Chen Ping'an didn't know that his long detour happened to miss Ruan Xiu. The girl in Tsing Yi rushed across the bridge carrying a pot of peach blossom spring roast. This time she was buying wine in a small town. When the girl passed by the New Year's shop, she lowered her head and walked quickly. Walking by, she was afraid that the dazzling cakes would distract her soul, because she was about to start saving her own money.
Chen Ping'an first went to Liu Xianyang's house, lit the oil lamp, carried the lamp, and walked around the house and outside. After making sure that there was no shortage of items and belongings, he turned off the lights, locked the door, and returned to Mud Bottle Alley. After passing the old house that collapsed with a hole, Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief. The burden on his shoulders was still there, but it was much lighter than the previous trip when he left Mud Bottle Lane. Chen Pingan couldn't help but secretly laugh. , the feeling of having money in your pocket is not bad!
Chen Pingan has only seen broken silver and heavy silver ingots in his life, and he has never seen a glimpse of it, let alone gold as rare as the gods.
Chen Pingan returned to his ancestral home, opened the door, and ran to confirm whether the courtyard door was really fastened. After returning to the house, he carefully lit the oil lamp. The dim yellow light reflected the cold Yellow mud wall. Chen Pingan took out three money bags from the pottery pot at the foot of the wall, containing twenty-five gold coins, twenty-six coins, and twenty-eight coins respectively.
A total of seventy-nine copper coins.
As for these copper coins of good origin, Ning Yao roughly explained that they are an extension of secular money. The reason why they are so valuable is that things are rare and valuable. Of course, the main reason is the entry of outsiders. The town needs copper coins as a token. As for the origin of this unwritten rule, it's a long time ago, and Ning Yao is not from Dongbaopingzhou, so naturally he can't tell about the ugly Yinmao.
Chen Pingan took out one of each of the three types of copper coins and placed them on the table. The Spring Festival coins were inscribed with the four-character auspicious phrase "Good Luck in the New Year", with hollow carvings, auspicious clouds flying, and a god in armor. Beat the drum.
The front of the winning coin is engraved with five poisons, snakes, scorpions, centipedes, geckos and toads. On the back, in addition to the four words "Heaven to ward off evil spirits", there is also a pattern of a turtle and a snake entwining a sword.
On the front of the donation money are the four characters "Sincerity leads to spiritual success" and on the back is "The Immortal is Above". There are no exquisite patterns and the style is the simplest.
Chen Pingan picked up a Spring Festival coin and looked at it repeatedly. It was hard for the young man to imagine that such a small copper coin could buy the entire Pearl Mountain. Chen Pingan knew what Master Ruan meant. This is a small hill. The first time Old Man Yao took him into the mountains to look for soil, he went to the top of Zhenzhu Mountain. The soil properties can be divided into many types, including light and heavy, fertile and barren. What is even more complicated is that you need to identify a certain kind of soil, which is naturally close to water and fire. There are many ways to learn which kind of metal and wood to choose. Chen Ping'an only learned about the "earth-eating" knowledge of Old Man Yao.
On that inconspicuous Pearl Mountain, Old Man Yao stamped his feet, then lowered his head and picked at theThe rustic Chen Ping'an said that this place has the most rustic flavor. Unfortunately, the place is too small, just like people huddled in a corner. When you stretch your head, you bump your head, and when you stretch your legs, you knock your feet. As the saying goes, this kind of place is called "snail shell" .
Chen Pingan gently put down the Spring Festival money and picked up the winning money, but put it down quickly, and the young man looked a little sad.
On the fifth day of May, the five poisons appear together. But it happened to be the boy's birthday on this day. Next door Song Jixin even said that in many places outside, children born on this day are considered unlucky, and there is a custom of drowning children directly in the river.
Chen Pingan shook his head, picked up the last piece of donation money, and wrote a simple positive and negative word.
Chen Pingan suddenly remembered something. When he met Miss Ning and Fu Nanhua Cai Jinjian for the first time, he remembered that when they entered the gate of the town, each of them had to hand over a bag of copper coins to the gatekeeper. So, Whose hands did these coins end up in? Did it go into the personal pocket of His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Li Dynasty?
Chen Pingan sighed and stopped thinking about the problems that he could not figure out even if he broke his head. He began to make small calculations in his heart. Master Ruan said that on the small hill of Zhenzhu Mountain, only one For the Spring Festival Coins, medium-sized mountains such as Xuanli Mountain and Lotus Peak require about ten to fifteen copper coins, while large mountains including Dry Spring Mountains and Xiangshan Mountains require twenty-five to thirty coins.
Chen Pingan actually understood what Master Ruan meant after a little thought.
First of all, the Dali Dynasty respected Master Ruan very much, so they gave him three mountains for nothing. Secondly, since Master Ruan wanted to establish a sect, it was obviously best for the three mountains to be connected together and adjacent to each other. Otherwise, it would be unreasonable to have a piece of land here and there. This is probably where the imperial court was smart. It knew that Master Ruan would never be able to pick out the three most valuable mountains, so it pretended to be very generous. In the end, of course Chen Pingan needs to follow Master Ruan to choose the hilltop. Of course, Chen Pingan feels that it is not impossible for him to choose one or two small and medium-sized hills elsewhere, such as Zhenzhu Mountain. It is very suitable and no one will pay attention to it. There is a small hill, but Chen Pingan is particularly concerned about it. No matter how small the hill is, it is still a whole mountain, not to mention it is only a copper coin. Chen Pingan feels that he must put this small hill into his bag, and he will be safe!
Chen Pingan was not uninterested in the Kuquan Mountains, Shenxiu Mountains and Xiangshan Mountains mentioned by Master Ruan, which were the most expensive mountains. He tried to buy another one that was inferior to them. , but not much different from the big hills, it is expected to cost at most one bag of gold and copper coins, and then buy some small hills similar to Pearl Mountain, try to spend about ten coins, and the rest will be used to follow Master Ruan to place bets, he After picking three big mountains somewhere, Chen Pingan bought nearby, and then bought again, and bought hard!
As for the unknown mountain with the Dragon Slaying Platform, Chen Ping'an has completely given up and warned himself that he must never touch it. Even if no one knows about it now, with such a great opportunity in front of him, Chen Ping'an has completely given up. Ping An will never buy it. Nowadays, visitors from all over the town are no longer the small Lizhu cave that was closed to the outside world. Hundreds of miles of mountain roads, continuousChen Ping'an can walk down by himself, who can stop him in the future, let alone those gods flying around on long swords in the sky?
But before spending money to buy the mountain, Chen Ping'an planned to make another trip to the mountain himself.
Spending so much money at once, but not knowing what he bought in advance, even if he knew it was a profitable business, Chen Ping'an still felt uncomfortable.
This is actually a matter of getting used to hardship.
Chen Pingan now has eight snake gallstones that have not faded at all. The rest are hidden in his own house and Liu Xianyang's house. There are a lot of snake gallstones. I wonder if he escaped from the creek early and "escaped". The reason for "Jie" is that although the color and moistness have decreased to varying degrees, and it is not as bright and comfortable as when it comes out of the water, it still has a bit of "aura" more or less. This kind of inexplicable feeling is like When Chen Pingan first saw Gu Can from Mu Ping Alley or Li Baoping from Fulu Street, he thought they must be smart children.
Chen Ping'an put away the three bags of gold and copper coins and put them back into the clay pot. Chen Ping'an nodded at the thought of asking for leave from Master Ruan to go into the mountains again.
Old Yao is like this, and so is Master Ruan. Chen Pingan wonders if he has no connection with his elders, especially with his master.
Chen Pingan went to the corner and squatted next to the basket, staring at the dragon-slaying platform inside. He stretched out his hand to touch the delicate texture of the black stone. His hands felt slightly cold. He was curious about what happened to such an inconspicuous stone. It has something to do with the gods stepping on the sword like Miss Ning, let alone how sharp the Dragon Slaying Platform can sharpen a sword.
Chen Pingan suddenly remembered something and took out the five locust leaves. At that time, the little girl in the red cotton jacket picked eight leaves from the old locust tree, and Chen Pingan gave her three as reward. Chen Pingan carefully looked at the locust leaves. They looked thin, but were actually quite tough. Unfortunately, they had lost the faint green light that flowed along the veins of the leaves. Chen Pingan guessed that it was probably the so-called ancestral blessing shade. At some nodes, there will be a little bit of green crystal remaining stagnant.
Chen Ping'an carefully inserted five locust leaves into the Shanshan Quan manual.
After Chen Pingan finished all this, he went out and started walking in the yard.
The neighbors on the left and right have moved out one after another.
Chen Ping'an quickly became immersed in the boxing, completely forgetting himself.
A boxing spirit flows like a stream.
Miss Ning Yao once said that practicing boxing a million times is just the beginning of martial arts.
How could Chen Pingan be willing to be lazy?
He accidentally thought of the red dotted ink characters on the wooden figure, and the apertures and acupoints that were said to allow Qi to flow in and out.
The whole body feels comfortable and hot. It feels like there is a fire dragon swimming fast in the body, swimming down from the head, bumping and bumping, and it is not smooth. Those acupoints are like rough and dilapidated passes. The roads in between cannot be called Yangguan Avenue. Some are wide but rugged, and some are narrow and steep. When the fire dragon passes by, it sways like a pedestrian walking on iron.rope bridge.
The last fire dragon shuttled back and forth among several Qi mansions near Lower Dantian, seemingly looking for the most suitable nest for it to occupy as a dragon palace.
Ning Yao once said that among the three realms of martial arts body training, the first realm is the clay embryo realm. At the peak of perfection, oneself generate a stream of energy, like a clay Bodhisattva sitting high in a shrine, the energy sinks in the Dantian, and the body is as motionless as a mountain. There is a new atmosphere, which begins to nourish the flesh and bones, making the whole person feel like a dead tree is blooming, and many impurities and siltation will be expelled from the body little by little.
Chen Pingan is walking on this road.
Without the guidance of a famous teacher, it cannot be regarded as a mistake.
It relies on hard work to make up for one's weakness, eight years of walking up and down mountains and rivers, and a kind of breathing that is crude but has its own secrets.
Eight years have not yet broken through to the first level of martial arts.
In secular dynasties and worldly arenas, except for Ning Yao’s hometown, it is important for a poor man to learn literature and a rich man to learn martial arts. Fortunately, in martial arts, there is no bad habit of competing for the speed of advancement. The more people enter the palace, the more profound their attainments are. Grandmaster, the more down-to-earth each step is, the solidity of each martial arts step. However, for someone as slow as Chen Ping'an, it doesn't matter how embarrassing he is. After all, countless young people from powerful families in the world are indeed blocked. Beyond the first threshold, throughout his life, he could not find the existence of that energy, but at present, Chen Pingan must be unable to be linked to the martial arts genius.
Chen Ping'an suddenly "awoke" and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.
He walked slowly in the yard, gradually relaxing his body and limbs.
Chen Pingan lowered his head and saw the locust branch leaning against the wall. He suddenly had a whim and wanted to carve out a wooden sword for himself.
When he was a child, after his parents left, Chen Pingan would watch his peers playing from a distance at the Immortal Tomb. Most of the girls would fly paper kites, while the boys would use wooden swords and bamboos made with the help of their father. The sword was crackling and the fight was very enjoyable. Chen Ping'an had always wanted one at that time, but later he became an apprentice of a porcelain kiln worker. He was tired of running around and working all year round, so he gave up thinking about it.
Chen Pingan squatted in front of a locust tree branch and felt that it would be okay to make a wooden sword, but two would be more fragile.
Chen Pingan first moved the locust branches outside the house door, then went to get the hatchet used to open a path into the mountain, and prepared to make a wooden sword for himself.
But when Chen Ping'an sat on the threshold with the hatchet, he hesitated a little. After thinking about it, he put the knife back and felt that the old locust tree could not be simply regarded as an old tree. After all, Mr. Qi There was another conversation with the locust tree, so Chen Pingan felt a little awkward with the locust branch in front of him.
Chen Pingan put the locust branch back to the base of the wall again, and found that he was really not sleepy, so he left the yard, locked the door, and walked out of Mud Bottle Alley.
He came to the stone arch bridge by accident. Thinking that he would never be able to jump across the river again and again in the future, he gritted his teeth and walked onto the stone bridge. He sat on the middle stone slab again, with his feet hanging on the stream. Chen Pingan A little nervous, he looked down at the faint water and murmured:"Whether you are a god or a monster, we should have no grievances or grudges. If you really have something to say to me, stop dreaming about it. I'm here now. Just tell me."
A stick of incense, a quarter of an hour, an hour.
Except for being a little cold, Chen Pingan didn't notice anything strange.
Chen Pingan put his hands on the stone slab, shook his feet, and looked into the distance. When he was very young, he was curious about where the end of the creek would be.
Chen Pingan was stunned.
Liu Xianyang, Gu Can, Miss Ning, Mr. Qi, and Old Man Yao are all gone.
Chen Pingan has never been so wealthy and generous.
But the boy has never been so lonely.
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On the other side of the stone bridge where the boy in straw sandals was facing away, there was a tall figure dressed in snow-white clothes. He looked like a fairy or a ghost, and he was holding the stone slab with both hands. , feet dangling in the air, looking up at the sky.
Just in this scene, not to mention Chen Pingan who started talking to himself, even Old Man Yang and Ruan Qiong were unable to detect it.