Chapter 134 This year

On the top of Hengshan Mountain, there is a small temple without a gold plaque. Outside the temple is a towering old cypress, lush and green, with a strong ancient feel.

The lights inside and outside the small temple were bright, and lanterns were hung. Outside the temple, there were more than a dozen men and women who looked like servants and maids, gathering in twos and threes, whispering.

There are five or six men drinking in the temple, ranging in age from weak to mature. Their faces are red after drinking, their laughter is loud, and unsealed wine jars are scattered all over the floor. These men should be regular people. Erba Jing was born into a noble family. He spoke well, criticized current affairs, and acted in various ways. During this period, there was a man who drank to his heart's content and simply bared his chest and belly, raised his glass high, turned to look at the clay statue of Qing Niangniang in the shrine, and laughed and said: "Whether you are a god or a ghost, I don't care. Don't be afraid, as long as you dare to show your true identity, I dare to invite you to drink wine together! Haha, Qing Niang, if you are really willing to step down from the altar tonight, it will definitely be a good talk in the future, and the incense will only become more and more prosperous. If you don’t fail, I’ll do it first as a token of respect!”

The man, who smelled of alcohol, burped and trembled, raised his head and took a sip of wine, most of which spilled on his body and the ground.

Friends around are constantly teasing and joking, and they are even more drunk and lustful. Some people threaten to take down the statue of the Qing Niang Niang. They will sleep with the statue tonight, and the gods and men will have a romantic dream together. This is truly beautiful talk. These disrespectful words caused even greater laughter.

There was an inaudible sigh in the small temple.

A breeze blew, and everyone was enjoying their drinking without noticing anything unusual.

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Halfway up the mountain, Chen Pingan, who was practicing the sword furnace, was moved. He looked down and saw someone on the ground carrying a branch. It was someone named Thank you, the survivors of the Lu family.

Chen Pingan was about to leave the branch when he saw the girl raising her head and smiling brightly, shaking the branch, her voice naturally soft and sweet, "You don't have to come down, we can chat up there."

Only Seeing the girl start to run lightly, tiptoeing a little, leaping high, stepping on a big tree, her body ejected backwards, stepping on another tree, and so on, her body kept getting higher and higher, several times. After stepping on it, she came to a branch near the big tree where Chen Ping'an stood. She looked like a practitioner.

Xie Xie sat sideways on a branch, swayed his feet, and said with a smile: "You are a martial artist, and I am a Qi practitioner. We are different. In the eyes of Qi practitioners, who have higher eyes than above, People who practice martial arts are the kind of people who have no talent for practicing martial arts. The reason why they practice martial arts is to settle for the next best thing. Since your martial arts is divided into nine realms, you are ridiculed as a low-level person. It is a bit like a monk who considers himself a pure person. , treating the martial artist as a lowly subordinate, and in the end both sides looked at each other with disgust, and both felt it was an eyesore."

Chen Pingan asked: "Why did Miss Xie tell me this?"

She put the branch in her hand across her lap and said straight to the point: "Cui Dongshan is probably really desperate. He burned incense in a small temple. He found me in private and said that if I can help him, I can tell you a few words. A nice word, even if you still don’t agree to take him onStudents will also give me a treasure. Of course I coveted his ownerless flying sword, but Cui Dongshan refused. He was only willing to give me a bamboo flute after the deal was completed. He showed me what the flute looked like. It was a veritable fish and insect flute. The secret treasure in the palace of the Lu family is one of the earliest tokens of the contract between a mountain gate and the founding emperor of the Lu family. I am a woman, so of course I like all the beautiful and eye-catching things in the world. I'm coming to find you now. "

When someone interrupted, Chen Pingan stopped practicing stake setting and sat on the branch like her, with an upright posture and looked at her, "Thank you, Miss, continue talking, I'm listening. ”

Xie smiled and said, “It’s already said. I talked about the difference between pure warriors and mountain monks before, just because I was afraid of being left in the cold and wanted to make some friends. To be honest, Cui Dongshan hit the wall with you time and time again. I usually watched with cold eyes and felt very relieved. It was my turn to talk to you. You get a headache when you talk about things. I am afraid that if you reject me without listening to anything, then the fish-insect flute that you are about to get will grow wings and fly away. "

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "If Cui Dongshan asks, I will prove that Miss Xie, you have already begged for mercy. If possible, can Ms. Xie tell me something about martial arts?

The girl squinted her eyes and looked at the young man's face, as if she wanted to see through the young man's background at a glance, and said softly: "I just heard about martial arts, there is nothing I can't say." The reason why we know these superficial things is because of the lower five realms of Qi Practitioners, nourishing and refining Qi, in fact, they still cannot escape the realm of skin, flesh, muscles, and bones. This is why it is called the ‘Lower Five Realms’. "

She stretched out a finger and pointed at several places on Chen Pingan's body, "There are more than 300 Qifu acupoints in the human body, connected to each other like a mountain range. The first level of your martial arts, the Mud Embryo Realm, is to find that breath, and then help it find the most suitable Qi Palace acupoints for inhabiting and nourishing. The level of talent can be reflected here. Someone should have told you about this, right? "

Chen Pingan was listening to the girl's story attentively. After hearing her question, he replied: "I have heard people talk about this before, but I don't mind hearing it a few more times, so thank you. Girl, keep talking, don’t worry about whether I’ve heard it or not. "

The girl subconsciously patted the branches, raised her chin slightly, and looked at a place higher than Chen Ping'an, "The so-called martial arts geniuses are those who can find that aura at an extremely young age. The second is that the Qifu acupoints it selects are not some unknown locations, but some key acupoints that have an innate advantage, just like someone occupies a small dirt bag in the wilderness, or a mass grave that no one cares about. Then someone occupies Hongzhu Town, which is an important land and water hub, and someone else directly occupies the Great Li Capital City. The scenes of the three are naturally different. Third, the breath itself has different thickness, density, and length. Otherwise, it would be meaningless if your Qi Mansion is located in the Great Li Capital City but has no ability to tap its potential. Can you understand this description? "

Chen Ping'an said: "It's still understandable. "

"Previously Cui Dongshan saidThe so-called natal flying sword refers to the flying sword that the sword cultivator among us Qi practitioners cultivated in the natal orifice, and merged with the soul of the sword cultivator. The natal flying sword comes out of the body to kill the enemy, which is the essence. When the sword returns to the acupoint, it turns into nothingness, which is very mysterious. My master once said that in fact, the acupoints of a person's Qi Palace can be regarded as a blessed place in the world. They are born with "square-inch" supernatural powers, so they practice hard the day after tomorrow. Once the joints are opened, whether it is a flying sword or other magic weapons, they can be Your body is as big as a mountain, and everything can be accommodated in it. ”

“The second level of your martial arts is to use your natal acupoints as the starting point and start to expand the roads in all directions, turning the originally rugged and narrow meridians into spacious post roads and official roads. Why are there so many martial arts categories in the world? This is because the methods of opening a mountain are different. Where to start, which road to take, and how to take shortcuts. Each family has secrets that are not passed down to others. For example, the meridians opened by martial artists practicing boxing are very different from those of swords, guns, swords and halberds. Same. Chen Ping'an, I can see that you are laying the foundation for the second level now. No wonder you have to practice boxing, walking and stance diligently every day. With your speed, I believe you can reach the third level soon. By the way, may I know where your natal acupoint is? "

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No. "

The girl wrinkled her nose and muttered: "Stingy. ”

But when she thought of the tragic experience of Cui Han, a young man from the Great Li Kingdom, the girl immediately felt that it was normal for someone with a character like Chen Pingan’s to reject her. Chen Pingan’s temper was, to put it harshly, called The stones in the pit are smelly and hard, but to put it mildly, they are tough and unbreakable.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Why did Miss Xie say that I can reach the third realm soon?" "

Thank you for blurting out: "You martial arts practitioners only rely on one breath. In the final analysis, you are exchanging killing power at the cost of harming your body. As long as you want to prolong your life, you must reach the sixth place as soon as possible. Only the realm is good, it can nourish the soul, mind, and body every day. If you stay in the second and third realms for too long, the innate true energy will become more and more exhausted. Every time you fight with someone or get seriously injured, it will be a rush of vitality. Therefore, there are countless fools in the world who practice boxing to death. Even martial arts practitioners from wealthy families can soak their bodies with precious medicinal materials to heal their injuries, but they still treat the symptoms rather than the root causes and cannot truly benefit a person's soul. Although martial arts is not high enough to achieve immortality, once one reaches the pinnacle of martial arts and reaches the ninth realm or even the legendary true end, the tenth realm, it is not difficult to live for one or two hundred years. ”

Chen Pingan retorted: “This is not entirely correct. People with good talents can be quick. People with poor qualifications like me will make mistakes more easily the more they rush. It is better to do it step by step. , if you don't make a wrong step, then every step will be useful. What's more, I don't practice martial arts to pursue those high realms, it's just... to strengthen my body. ”

When Chen Pingan spoke, he changed his words to a more subtle statement. In fact, to be precise, Chen Pingan was practicing boxing to risk his life.

After Cai Jinjian secretly destroyed the Changsheng Bridge with vicious tactics, Chen Ping'an's body was not in good condition except that his path of cultivation was blocked and his lips were dead and his teeth were cold. After the Battle of Qidun Mountain, the damage was serious, and the little life span that was finally gained was wiped out. Fortunately, he went all the way south and relied on a large number of walking and standing positions every day. Chen Ping'an accumulated some wealth and has already You can clearly feel the improvement of your body, just like the body of a dilapidated house with air leakage from all sides, patching it up is still useful after all.

The girl smiled and said: "The speed of martial arts training varies from person to person. If you feel that it is better to practice slowly and steadily, I think there is no problem."

Thank you as a qigong practitioner, She only knows a little about martial arts, and is often used to applying it to martial arts. Although her vision is higher than Zhu He's, many details are definitely not as accurate and thorough as Zhu He, a fifth-level martial artist. What's more, Zhu He was personally praised as a "Mingshi" by the ancestor of the Li family in Fulu Street, and his evaluation was far above that of famous teachers, which shows how powerful Zhu He is. However, Zhu He was limited by his background of the Li family in a small town in a corner. Like most martial artists in the martial arts world under the mountain, he firmly believed that the martial arts masters in the ninth realm had come to an end, so he regarded the ninth realm as the end.

In fact, there is a tenth realm above the nine realms. The difference between the ninety realms is huge, even greater than the gap between the sixth realm and the ninth realm. .

Martial arts and martial arts are not related to the Dao. Even if the physical body is tempered to be stronger than the Buddhist Vajra Invincible, it is still difficult to achieve great achievements. At least this life is short, and it is a real thing. There is a huge bottleneck, and trying to break it is just a dream, and no one can be exempted.

Because of this, in the eyes of qi practitioners, the martial arts practitioners at the foot of the mountain are a lot shorter than them. They spend their lives fighting at the foot of the mountain, and at most they come to our mountainside for a stroll. The circle is their end. What great prospects can we have in this life? On the other hand, among the people who practice Taoism in the upper five realms, which one does not have a long life and hope for a great path?

If martial arts is not related to the Dao, even if the physical body is tempered to be stronger than the Buddhist Vajra Invincible, it will still be difficult to make a big difference. It will become old and decayed after a hundred years, and it will die at the age of two hundred years. , and then it is still a skeleton of insignificance.

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Thank you, girl, you Qi practitioners, as free and easy mountain gods, also need to exercise your body like martial arts practitioners?"

At first In the small town, Ning Yao reminded him that people like Yunxiashan Cai Jinjian and Old Dragon City Fu Nanhua, even though they were bound by the forbidden rules of magic in the small town, their physical toughness was far beyond that of ordinary people. He could kill them with one punch. Chen Pingan was very relaxed, but if Chen Pingan didn't hit the vital point, it would be difficult to kill the opponent.

After hearing the words "free and easy", the girl twitched her lips, her smart eyes full of bitterness. After hiding her discouragement, she patiently explained: "Nursing and refining qi is the most important thing. Yes, the physique can only be regarded as a matter of convenience. Well, it is not appropriate to say that. How should I put it? A porcelain bowl cannot hold ten kilograms of wine, but it is priceless.A small object is the size of a porcelain bowl, but it can hold hundreds of catties of wine. We Qi practitioners must draw the vitality of heaven and earth to pour and temper the skin, flesh, muscles, bones and blood of the body, and make that porcelain bowl stronger. If a Qi practitioner's skin is too delicate and fragile, it will definitely ruin the matter of immortality. ”

After saying this, the girl no longer had the energy to continue chatting, and began to remain silent. Taking advantage of the moonlight, she turned to look at the scenery beyond Hengshan.

Chen Pingan did not disturb her. The girl's thoughts.

Of course Chen Ping'an, who has no ink in his stomach, can't express the words "Jiao Qian Yan Shen", but of course he understands the truth.

So now. Chen Ping'an would never reveal a word about the acupoints and aura circulating in his body to outsiders.

The sword energy taught by A Liang was extremely tight-lipped.

In fact, the qi energy that roamed in the body like a fire dragon changed its previous hesitant situation and finally chose two qi mansions as its habitat, one above and one below. One of the "mansions" was the chess pier. Shan killed the white python with his own hands. After the sword energy disappeared, the acupoint was located. When the sword energy left, the energy quickly settled in it as if it were a treasure. It stayed for much longer than the acupoint near the lower Dantian. < /p>

Every time Chen Pingan practices, others can see it at a glance.

But Chen Pingan’s almost stubborn breathing style may not be able to tell the huge effort involved. < /p>

Old man Yao once said something that the boy from Mu Ping Lane will remember forever.

It should be yours, so take it and don’t throw it away. Don't even think about it.

In the past, Chen Ping'an was so poor that he thought more about the latter sentence. Now that he has some wealth and has begun to pursue something, the previous sentence has begun to come in handy. .

I, Chen Pingan, will do my best in everything I can do!

He often told himself this silently

The straw sandal boy. Along the way south, I changed my straw sandals from one pair to another. Even though I saw a lot of new scenery, there were only a few of them, big and small, that I knew first.

One of the classics of Confucianism, "Da Li", says: Destiny is called nature, and spontaneity is called Tao. Cultivating the Tao is called teaching. The Tao cannot be separated for a moment; it is not the Tao to leave.

One day, Li Baoping explained this sage's teaching to Chen Ping'an. The young man in white, who usually never showed up, He walked out of the carriage and silently came to the two of them. After listening, he silentlyLeave silently.

However, at that time, the little girl followed the script and spoke in a general and stereotyped manner. Chen Pingan was even more confused, and the two quickly skipped this section.

At this time, the girl suddenly said: "Don't worry about me, Chen Pingan, you should leave first."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Cui Dongshan said that this Hengshan Mountain, It's very possible that there are spirits. It's so late. Miss Xie, please be careful."

The girl smiled and said, "Although I am a young monk in the lower five realms, I still have to protect myself in life-and-death situations. It’s still a little bit, don’t worry.”

After Chen Ping’an slid along the tree trunk to the ground, he moved forward slowly with a rock-shaking stance.

The originally simple boxing skills of the outsiders gave the young man some smooth inner-style skills.

The girl held the branch and patted her knees gently.

The young man in white stood elusively on a high branch nearby, exactly where Chen Pingan's sword furnace was originally erected. The branches under his feet swayed gently, and the young man's figure rose and fell accordingly.

Cui Chan faced away from the mountain, waved his hand, and a bamboo flute spun and flew to the girl to thank her. The latter reached out to catch it and looked down with complicated eyes.

Thank you for asking: "After nearly two decades along the way, if even the Imperial Master can't see through Chen Pingan's character? According to your instructions, let me chat with Chen Pingan, okay? I say whatever I think of, but what can I say about it?"

The young man in white looked into the distance and said softly: "When Chen Pingan sees me, his whole body will shrink instinctively. It's like a pass. When you see the smoke warning, you have to be in seclusion. Normally, when he and Li Baoping interact, they will show some true feelings, but it's not enough. Someone needs to talk to him about some meaningful things. "

Thank you for tentatively asking: "Where is the true bottom line that the Imperial Master wants to determine Chen Ping'an?"

The young man answered the question incorrectly, with a look of pain on his face, "The old man is with me. There are some words imprinted on my soul. All I know for the time being is that they will extremely amplify some of my emotions, which seems natural. Looking back, it is really scary. Maybe I still take it for granted."

The girl smiled and said, "Do you want the Imperial Master to learn to treat others with sincerity?"

Cui Chan didn't turn his head and said with an indifferent expression, "Little girl, I advise you not to say sarcastic words. There is a limit to my patience. There is nothing I can do about Chen Pingan, otherwise he would have died a hundred times. As for a little guy like you who can only follow the crowd, there will be no one left. Poor bastard who put up a monument, if I really want to crush you to death, I just have to kick you."

The girl was silent.

Cui Chan put his hands behind his back and twisted his wrist with the other, "Yu Lu is much smarter and more lovable than you."

The girl no longer dared to talk nonsense.

Perhaps it was because this journey had been too smooth, and the words and deeds of the young and skinny Dali Imperial Master next to her were too absurd, which made her feel light-headed.Turn a blind eye without knowing it.

The young man's eyes were confused and he said to himself: "Taoism is high, Buddhism is far away, and the rules are great. It can be said that the foundation of each religion is established. How can other schools of thought compete with these three schools? How can they compete with these three schools? Establishing a teaching? Is there really no chance? Do you really want me to learn from the old man’s academic system and rely on knowledge to become independent? But the problem is that I did it at the beginning, and I even thought I was right. Road, but you slapped me to death. What do you want from me?"

The boy couldn't help but burst into tears again.

At this moment, the scene in the grateful eyes of the girl on the side no longer seemed funny at all. Instead, she wished she was deaf and didn't hear anything.

The young man turned his head with tears in his eyes and said with a smile: "Little bitch, you owe me another life. Remember, you will have to pay it back in the future."

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When Chen Pingan returned to the cowhide tent, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

There is an unfamiliar face in the team.

She was dressed in a white dress, her skin was as good as snow, her lips were black and blue, and her temperament was faint, not like a living person.

The woman was sitting by the campfire, playing chess with Lin Shou. The Yin God with a vague face was sitting cross-legged and staring at the situation on the chessboard.

Li Baoping was also squatting aside. The little girl did not have the consciousness to watch the game without saying a word. Whether it was Lin Shouyi or a strange woman, she would comment on every move made.

Only Yu Lu was guarding the carriage and did not approach the bonfire.

Chen Pingan was in a daze. What on earth is going on?

Li Huai quickly ran to Chen Pingan and whispered: "This sister is very upright. As soon as we met, she confessed that she was a ghost from the Qing Niangniang Temple on the top of the mountain because she loved playing chess the most during her lifetime. , and now there were a lot of literati and scholars gathering at the small temple to explore, drink and have fun. She was upset by the noise, so she went for a walk down the mountain. She happened to see Lin Shouyi reviewing the game there, and she She couldn't help but want to play a game, and she was willing to give Lin Shouyi a copy of the chess book as a reward. After some questioning, Senior Yin Shen thought it was not a big problem, so he agreed."

Chen Pingan has no savvy in playing chess, and because he is afraid of making mistakes, he also likes to play slowly. Therefore, after Lin Shouyi had two chess friends, Xie Xie and Yu Lu, he did not like to talk to Chen Pingan anymore. Chen Ping'an knew that he was not good at playing chess, so he did not study it in depth. Lin Shouyi, on the other hand, often played music alone during breaks. He looked as lonely as an enlightened monk. It seemed that he had been nurtured by his family.

Chen Pingan walked to the campfire, did not approach the chess game, and added a handful of firewood. However, even Lin Shouyi, who was playing the game, raised his head and looked at Chen Pingan, with a stern expression on the young man's face. After all, the Yin Shen who traveled with them had explained to them in detail after the incident of the ghost in wedding dress that all the incense gods who were not included in the mountain and river genealogy by the imperial court, no matter how high their cultivation level was, no matter how good their reputation was , can onlyBeing classified as a ghost and a ghost is no better than a helpless ghost like him.

Chen Pingan waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, you continue."

The female ghost was so absorbed in playing chess that she pinched a sunspot with two fingers, put it against her chin, and raised her brows Tight wrinkles.

Obviously, the female ghost's chess skills are not too high, otherwise Lin Shouyi would not have the upper hand.

Chen Pingan sat alone a little far away from the bonfire and secretly glanced at Yin Shen. The latter smiled and nodded, indicating that there was no need to worry, this woman could not cause any trouble.

Chen Pingan was completely relieved.

This Yin God should have said goodbye to them outside Dali Yefu Pass, and then returned to Longquan County. But he suddenly changed his mind and said he would give it away again, not because of Old Man Yang's orders, but just for a little selfishness.

Chen Ping'an didn't know what was going on. Seeing that Yin Shen was very insistent, he agreed.

Chen Pingan began to practice the sword furnace again.

When the young man opened his eyes, he found that Yin Shen was sitting next to him, with his back to the people and ghosts who were playing and watching chess. He smiled and looked at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is something wrong?"

Yinwu hummed and said slowly: "I'm going back soon, I want to say goodbye to you first."< /p>

Chen Pingan nodded.

Yinwu suddenly called Chen Pingan.

When the boy was confused, his eyes suddenly widened and he saw a slightly familiar face, Yin Shen, who revealed a real face. He quickly stretched out his finger and made a silent gesture. , and soon returned to the strange sight of blurry and swaying appearance before, the Yin Shen used secret techniques to sound the voice of the young man's heart, and said softly: "Xiao Ping An, thank you for helping me take care of Xiao Can for so many years, I am very grateful, you I also gave the loach to Xiao Can. I really don’t know how to repay you. Really, if I could, I would give this life to you, but I can’t..."

The kind-hearted young man was sincerely happy for Gu Can.

But he couldn't help it, he was a little sad.

Yin Shen stretched out his fist, punched his heart in a gesture, and said with a smile: "Chen Pingan, I believe in you, one day you will reach the highest and farthest place!"

Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer. The figure of this Yin God had quietly passed away.

This year, Chen Pingan was fourteen years old.

The young Cui Chan is fifteen years old. Lin Shou was twelve years old, Li Baoping was nine years old, and Li Huai was seven years old. Yu Lu was fourteen years old. Thank you thirteen.