A Liang's trip came and went in a hurry. Instead of feeling that A Liang was knocked down with one punch, Chen Ping'an was no longer the fierce man he thought he was. Instead, he felt that A Liang was particularly handsome like this.
It’s just that Chen Pingan is still a little regretful. He has never seen A Liang use his sword with his own eyes.
After Chen Pingan looked away, he took off the sword gourd named Jiang Hu, took a sip of wine, and couldn't help but sigh: "After practicing boxing for millions, you should hurry up and practice swordsmanship."
Putting the wine gourd back on, Chen Pingan was no longer so reserved. He took a deep breath and with a smile on his face, he actually practiced setting up the sword furnace so openly.
The sword-wielding immortal passed by the town in a mighty way, flying in the wind, looking at the strong wind that day, traveling far away on the sword, looking at the ebb and flow of the tide; the old man surnamed Cui punched out, and the ground The mountains are shaking, the swordsman of the Snow Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the sword comes first before the person arrives, and the world shines brightly...
Some beautiful things, if they are revealed in others, after you are envious, then... Go and learn. Whether you can learn it or not will be decided after you work hard.
What a simple thing.
The long wait, coupled with the previous violent vibrations, caused panic and uneasiness on and off the Kun ship. Chun Shui was afraid of an accident at the observation deck, so he walked through the study room at the risk of offending the distinguished guests. When he came to the threshold, he found that the monk who was friends with the Great Li Beiyue Zhengshen had disappeared. Chun Shui couldn't help but curse, this guy was really elusive.
Realing that Chen Pingan seemed to be practicing, Chun Shui quickly turned around silently without saying a word, and deliberately walked softly when returning to the main hall.
Interfering with the practice of a Qi practitioner or a pure martial artist is a taboo on both sides of the mountain.
The retreat of great Qi practitioners from all continents will be the top priority of the entire sect. The family’s Dajiu Mountain caused a huge disturbance more than a hundred years ago, and a nine-year-old A "young" elder who was in seclusion trying to break through the bottleneck of the ten realms. During the seclusion period, he was temporarily negligent in the Jiao Mountain. Or the enemy sneaked into the mountain and destroyed the foundation of the Tao. He could only stay in the golden realm for the rest of his life. In the Dan Realm, not long after that, his state of mind became rotten to the point of complete collapse. A senior mountain sect who originally had a good reputation became extremely violent, frequently killing his concubines and maids, and even killed a proud disciple of the Guanhai Realm. He was beaten to a cripple and almost broke the Changsheng Bridge. In the end, the Patriarch of Zhanglu, who had always favored him and regarded him as his own son, had to personally take action and imprison him in the back mountain prison.
Then the master-in-charge, who had not left the mountain for a hundred years, made a shocking decision. She went to the ancestral hall to receive the sword of the founder of Dajiao Mountain, went down the mountain with the sword, broke into the enemy's sect, and... After starting a killing spree and killing the enemy with his own hands, he was seriously injured while laughing and returned. Less than a year after returning to the sect, he died suddenly.
Regarding this matter, especially whether the revenge of the Patriarch of Law is worth it, the disciples of Dajiu Mountain can only discuss it privately, but the heroic spirit of the Patriarch of Law can be heard even outside of Dajiu Mountain. The immortal family of the sect also expressed their admiration and felt that he had the style of the founder of Dajiu Mountain.Fan, after that, showed many kind gestures towards Dajiu Mountain, which had been stripped of the word "Zong".
Guanshi Ma, who is responsible for all matters in the Tianzi Room, is a chubby old man with jade rings of various colors on his hands. He needs to personally explain to the distinguished guests in each room. They were told that the strange movement of Kun's boat was not an attack, but just Kun's accidental naughty play, which was rare in a hundred years.
As for the guests in the other rooms, Dajioshan didn’t bother to waste any time explaining anything.
Qiu Shi opened the door. After hearing that Chen Pingan was practicing at the observation deck, the smiling manager Ma asked the girl to pass on the message and don't forget it when you come back.
Before leaving, Manager Ma, who was standing at the door, looked over the slender shoulders of the girl in front of him and looked at his more plump sister Chun Shui, standing slim and graceful by the table, even from the front, she could see Looking at the curvature of the girl's buttocks, the old man reluctantly put away his gaze and joked: "Qiushi, you eat more and I'll make you thinner. It's not good for a girl to be too thin. If you can't bear to spend money, it's okay, Mr. Ma." I still have this little money, so feel free to come to me and don’t be polite to you, Brother Ma, you know?” Qiushi smiled and agreed.
When she closed the door and sat next to her sister, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and said: "You old pervert, if you look at him, it will be like a slug crawling on the back of your hand. It's slimy and disgusting." ! Brother Ma, sister, I really want to punch him in the eye."
Chun Shui joked softly: "You are good-looking, so you don't want others to take a second look. You have such a big temper, do you really think that you are a fairy in the Xian family? I wonder if Fairy Qiushi and Fairy Liu from Huangliang Pavilion on the ship are close friends in the boudoir? ?"
Qiushi stared and said angrily: "Sister, how could you make fun of me like this!"
Chun Shui suddenly said: "This is Mr. Chen from Dali Longquan. A good talker."
Qiu Shi blinked her watery eyes, "Why, you really don't want to recommend yourself to the pillow, are you still a big kid, do you like me?"
Chun Shui said helplessly: "What nonsense are you talking about."
Qiushi said with a smile: "I know, I know, you like our Master Han Xian from Dajiu Mountain, that's right, the leader A direct disciple, he is talented and good-looking. The key is that he is kind to everyone. He has gained a great reputation after going down the mountain twice to train. During the triennial Dajiu Mountain celebration, you looked at him from a distance as he competed with others in swordsmanship. "Tsk, tsk, that's when the spring breeze blows and the snow melts..."
Chun Shui leaned forward and unintentionally made an astonishing curve with her chest on the edge of the table. She reached out and patted her sister's forehead, " You are in the second realm, and I am in the second realm. Together, our realms are not as high as his. He was already at the Dongfu realm three years ago. Maybe when we go back this time, he will be at the Guanhai realm."
Qiushi smiled and grabbed her sister's hand, imitating Ma Guanshi's tone and demeanor, and said inappropriate and teasing words, "Hey, Miss Chunshui, these little handsYou are so white and so naturally beautiful. Fairies from other families may not be as good-looking as you if they don’t touch Yang Chunshui all year round..."
Chun Shui was held tightly by my sister with one hand, and she covered her mouth with the other and smiled sweetly. .
The mountain road is difficult, but there are still some happy things. For example, the two sisters depend on each other and live a generally peaceful and carefree life since childhood. In their spare time, they can secretly think about some superior people. Peace.
Chen Pingan had already reached the threshold between the study and the main hall. When he saw this scene, he did not want to disturb the warmth and quietly retreated to the viewing platform.
From beginning to end, there was no sound, and the sisters who were second-level qi practitioners didn't notice at all.
Chen Ping'an simply practiced walking on the observation deck.
He gave it a try. The goal I have set is to practice boxing for one million times, not just for one punch, but for a complete six-step walk.
If you just pursue speed, even if it is not just around the corner, this trip will count. During the trip to the south, if I could spend half a day every day, that is, about six hours, to practice walking tirelessly, plus the number of times I accumulated during the Sui Dynasty, I would still have about two and a half years.
However, Chen Ping'an is seeking to be slow, because the eighteen stops taught by Aliang, after breaking through the six stops, are completely different from the first six stops. After that, it is like a river flowing, slow and vigorous. , Chen Pingan is not allowed to mess around, and the saying that haste makes waste is a truth that appears many times in the book. Chen Pingan does not dare to take it seriously.
So if nothing unexpected happens, he will probably arrive successfully. Over at Daixuan Mountain, he couldn't achieve his goal of practicing boxing for one million dollars.
This made Chen Ping'an feel helpless.
I originally thought that I would do it myself next time. It has become a thing.
Chen Pingan is now able to get things done naturally, even if he is thinking about things, he will not delay the physical training and benefit of the soul.
< p>Practicing boxing is like reading.Reading thousands of volumes and writing is like having a spirit. The principles in the book are indeed the teachings of the saints.
Chen Ping'an is making a sketch. While resting, I lay on the railing and looked at the sea of clouds. As the sun set, the sea of clouds seemed to be covered with a golden coat. The shimmering golden light was spectacular and refreshing. The two girls introduced the various parts of the house. For a while, the sea of clouds in Chen Pingan's eyes looked like big white cotton, and it was divided into two levels. The Kun boat sailed in it, as if the sky was neither high nor far away, which was very interesting.
Chen Pingan was calm. He slowly looked away. The building he was in was the tallest, and the others were much shorter. On the observation decks of some buildings, there were sparsely standing Qi practitioners who were also admiring the sunset and the sea of clouds. On the periphery of the tall building, there were tall and solid buildings. Within the railings, there were more people walking, and some children were running around under the care of their elders, making bursts of laughter.
Then Chen Pingan saw a figure from behind. Based on his current situation. With my sharp eyesight, I could clearly see that there was a baggage slung across the back of the man. Under the baggage, there was aHolding a wooden sword, wearing an old Taoist robe, and a wooden hairpin in his hair, the young man slowly turned sideways, overlooking the land, stretched out his palms to cover his eyebrows, and looked in a daze.
Although there is an invisible formation protecting the boundary on Kunyu’s back, and the fence emits faint ripples that are not easy to detect, there is still a breeze blowing, and the young Taoist with an unspectacular appearance has chapped lips, and the wind blows on his face. The temples are floating gently.
Also carrying a wooden sword.
The young man in Mud Ping Lane, standing on a high observation deck, lives in a room with a sky-high ceiling. The maidservant tells the story of the immortals in the Jade Pure Realm. The smallest piece of land under his feet is the smallest in the world. On land, there may be many Qi practitioners from small sects and sects, especially the wild cultivators struggling in the mountains, rivers and lakes, drifting with the tide like rootless duckweeds, never knowing which of the five upper realms they are.
The young Taoist priest who did not know where he came from stood silently on the railing at the bottom, hungry, and was weighing whether the remaining money in his purse could support him to get off the boat in Nanjian Kingdom.
Chen Pingan took a few steps back and continued to practice boxing.
Leisurely and at ease, the boxing intention is simple.
Chen Pingan has been practicing boxing and walking on the observation deck until the night falls and the moon is dim.
When he finally returned to the main hall, he found his maid Qiushi lying on the table and taking a nap. Chun Shui sat quietly aside, looking towards the study room with a smile. After looking at Chen Pingan, she quickly reached out. He patted his sister on the shoulder, but Chen Pingan waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. Chun Shui hesitated for a moment and patted Qiushi awake. After the girl regained consciousness, she quickly turned her head and wiped her mouth to avoid being ugly in front of the guests.
Kun Chuan's rules allow a lot of room for maneuver for the friends of Da Li Beiyue Zhengshen, but they are not polite to their maids at all.
Chen Pingan sat at the table and grabbed a fresh green fruit from the celadon basin. It was similar to an unripe citrus, but it tasted especially sweet after peeling it. Then he handed it to each of them. Chun Shui wanted to refuse and didn't want to take it. She was like this. Qiushi had no choice but to reject it together. However, Chen Pingan forcibly placed it on the table in front of them. They no longer insisted. Once eaten, the Changchun oranges, a specialty of Xiancao Mountain, are worth the spiritual energy they have accumulated in a decade of hard work.
There are no shortcuts to spiritual practice. This is only for talented practitioners. They should guard against arrogance and impetuosity, keep their feet on the ground, and reach the sky step by step.
However, cultivation is clear and full of shortcuts. This is the consensus of all outside disciples of the Immortal family who are wild cultivators and have mediocre qualifications. As long as they have money, they will practice cultivation when they eat, they have a family background, they have talent, and they live in spiritual energy. The abundant, "uninvited" paradise of cave heaven, sleep is all practice.
Just like spring water and autumn harvest, the salary saved hard every month can either be exchanged for spiritual fruits like Changchun oranges and low-grade elixirs, which make every bite sad, or one can take a longer-term view. , year after year, in addition to diligently practicing Qi, I also have to think a lot about throwing away all my belongings, gritting my teeth, and making up my mind to buy a magic weapon that I can get my hands on, and it will never be The kind of method that promotes killingThe treasure is destined to be unaffordable on the one hand, and meaningless on the other hand. It is a spiritual weapon that can cleanse the turbid air. Bit by bit, the genius Qi practitioner flies up the mountain in one go, breaking through the realm every once in a while, which is shocking. Envy, and they are climbing up step by step. They are the characters who can only envy others, exclaim a few times, and then continue to immerse themselves in practice bitterly.
But after seeing the truly majestic scenery above, who wants to be a rich man or a well-run woman at the bottom of the mountain?
Of course, some completely discouraged Qi practitioners will indeed go down the mountain, and there are indeed some people who are still prosperous and interesting. This is like the officialdom of a secular dynasty. Compared with the mountain qi practitioners who are neither high nor low, the former is indeed more comfortable. For example, after going down the mountain, being recruited by the imperial government, looking for a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and occupying the mountain as a It is certainly good for the king to look after people's homes and courtyards in big cities, and to serve as guests and ministers.
But these seemingly majestic Qi practitioners are still frustrated people after all. They are not much better than the scholars who failed to pass the imperial examination and hide in the mountains and forests.
Chun Shui chewed the Periwinkle orange gently and was slightly lost in thought. Her demeanor was not inferior to that of a lady from a scholarly family. Unlike her younger sister Qiushi, she was happy and happy. Zhan is a fool.
Chen Pingan was the first to finish eating and found Qiushi looking at the orange peel on the table eagerly and asked: "Is there any use for orange peel?"
Qiushi replied carelessly: " Mr. Chen, when cooking, tear off a few pieces of orange peel and throw it in, it will be delicious!”
Chen Ping’an’s eyes lit up and he thought to himself, I like this, my craftsmanship is really not bad, it’s so delicious! Traveling to Sui Dynasty was just a journey of a clever woman, otherwise Li Baoping and the others would not be thinking about the old servant's family dinner all day long, and they would be listless even if they were drinking fish soup.
Chen Pingan smiled and grabbed two oranges, and handed them to Chun Shui Qiushi, "If you eat the oranges, remember to leave the orange peels for me."
Chun Shui Qiushi looked at each other in confusion. If you want to understand the cause and effect here, is it possible that this young man holding the Kunchuan Tianzi jade pendant has neglected his job to the point where he likes to cook by himself? The Confucian sages taught the gentleman earnestly and earnestly, but he didn’t even care about cooking at a distance? Chen Ping'an didn't care about other people's opinions. He put away three portions of orange peel and put them into his sleeves. He didn't dare to put fifteen square inches of food into his sleeves, and then urged his sisters to eat quickly.
Since the distinguished guests are so "unfashionable", even Chun Shui has no burden to eat Changchun oranges, let alone his careless sister Qiushi.
Chen Pingan smiled slightly.
Chun Shui suddenly felt warm in his heart.
So that’s it.
It turned out to be a young man whose warm spring breeze warmed people's hearts.
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Finally, Chen Pingan wore orange peels on his sleeves and went to the bedroom to sleep, while the two maids rested in the wing on the side of the study. All Chen Pingan needed to do was shake the bed. If you wear a silver bell on your head, they will be at your beck and call. And that string of bells is not a vulgar thing. If there is filth and evil wind leaking in,room, the bell will ring on its own.
Chen Pingan then took off the sword box containing the demon-killing sword and placed it inside the bed against the wall. He lay upright on the bed that was so comfortable that he was not used to it, but one of his palms still rested on it. on the sword box, and then began to consciously slow down his breathing, using the exhalation method taught by Old Man Yang,
In fact, the two flying swords in the sword gourd, the first and the fifteenth, are already gone. After awakening and developing spiritual wisdom, even if Chen Ping'an slept very deeply, in a crisis situation, they could still defend themselves against the enemy without the need for sleep, but Chen Ping'an still did not dare to sleep too much. In this way, she slept lightly until dawn. When Chun Shui quietly dressed and got up, and gently opened the door to her room, Chen Pingan opened his eyes immediately.
Because Chen Pingan has long discovered that there are subtle differences in the footsteps of Chun Shui and Qiu Shi.
You can never be too careful when going out.
The maid Chun Shui did not knock on the door to wake Chen Pingan, but was cleaning the house in an orderly manner outside.
It wasn't until Qiushi got up and heard the sound of footsteps that Chen Ping'an stopped setting up the sword stove, put on his straw sandals, got out of bed and walked out for a few steps, then silently returned to the bed, slightly increased the strength of his steps, and walked towards the room. After opening the door, Chun Shui, who had changed her clothes today, made a blessing. When she turned slightly sideways, the clothes became more and more pressed against her plump figure. Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment, and she blushed a little. With his dark skin, it’s hard to tell. It’s not that he has any fancy thoughts. He just thinks that Miss Chunshui’s clothes are pretty. It seems to be called brocade satin, but it shows off her figure too much...
At this moment, Chen Ping'an secretly made up his mind, if I find a wife in the future, I can't wear something like this when I go out. It would be such a disadvantage.
Chun Shui asked Qiushi to go to the kitchen to bring the food box. It was time to order breakfast. She asked Chen Pingan if he wanted to go out for a walk today. By the way, she introduced some places to visit on the ferry. On Kunyu's back, she intentionally or unintentionally ignored the rouge pollen building that is found on almost every cross-continental ferry in the world. In addition, there are various shops, restaurants and gambling stalls, weapons shops, and flying swords. There are all kinds of relay stations. It can be said that although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, Chen Pingan clicked his tongue when he heard it. It is no worse than his hometown town.
The three of them had a sumptuous breakfast together. Chen Pingan still didn't plan to go out for a stroll. He thought that after practicing boxing, he could stay in the study and read.
Of course Chun Shui Qiu Shi will not object to this, but Qiu Shi is still a little regretful. In fact, if room guests shop at Kun Chuan, they will be rewarded. In the history of Kun Chuan trading in Dajiu Mountain, Once upon a time, there was an astonishing move. A maidservant became rich overnight because of this. The guests she took care of at that time were only staying in the lowest guest rooms, but she still tried her best, was careful and thoughtful, and did not neglect at all. In the end, she never thought about the guest who was not there. The unassuming young man was actually the only child of a top fairy family who came out to train. The day before he was about to disembark, he took his maidservant and passed by shops one after another without even entering.Go and buy all the goods in all the shops on the first-class Kun ship in one fell swoop without batting an eyelid. Just sharing the profits is an astronomical amount of wealth.
This is probably because life is unpredictable, but there are green hills everywhere.
Chen Ping'an lives a boring life like this. The spring water is still the same as before, but the autumn is a bit boring. That young man is really boring. He either walks up and down the observation deck with strange fists every day. It was light and slow, without any momentum at all. It made her sleepy. She would either stand there facing the sea of clouds in the distance, or the sunrise and sunset, motionless. She could stand for an hour without moving.
At most, I would read and practice calligraphy in the study. Qiushi would help with polishing at first, but after looking at Chen Pingan’s strict calligraphy for a long time, I really lost interest. However, my sister Chunshui always stood on the side of the young man. Occasionally, her feet hurt from standing beside her, so she sat not far from the desk. Qiushi even secretly laughed at her sister for this. This is called grinding with bare hands. If you put it in a novel about a talented man and a beautiful woman, once you come and go, you should be in love and write it together. In bed. He made his sister Chunshui laugh so hard that he pinched her hard.
Every day when Chen Ping'an was having dinner, he would ask which dynasty the Kun ship was flying over today, and would also ask Chun Shui Qiushi to help introduce the customs and customs of those dynasties. Only after they told them in detail did he know It turns out that even though Aquarius Continent is the smallest among the nine continents in the vast world, it still makes Chen Ping'an feel that there are so many countries, and the emperor's surname alone has already wiped out all the surnames in the hundreds of families.
Nanjian Kingdom is located in the middle of Aquarius Continent, not far from Guanhu Academy, one of the seventy-two Confucian academies.
When it comes to Confucian palaces and academies, Chen Pingan was curious and asked why there were only two Aquarius Island and Cliff Academy.
Qiushi laughed heartily with one hand, and pointed at the ignorant boy with the other hand, telling the truth, "Because your Aquarius Continent is too small, we have six of them in Julu Continent." Much more, not to mention Yang Yang Zhongtu."
Chun Shui glanced at his sister, Qiushi couldn't help but laugh, "Mr. Chen's question is indeed funny."
Chen Pingan sat behind the desk and scratched his head.
It turns out that the world is so big.
On this day, after Chen Pingan walked on the observation deck, he looked aimlessly at Yunjuan Yunshu, and suddenly saw the young Taoist priest carrying a wooden sword on his back.
Chun Shui came to Chen Pingan, followed his gaze, and said softly: "Looking at the style of the Taoist robe, it should be the Taoist priest of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain whose ancestral court is located in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, but The Taoist on the other side of the fence must be an outer disciple, otherwise he wouldn't be dressed like this."
Chun Shui wanted to say, "Otherwise, he wouldn't be so shabby," but when the words came to his lips, he said. Not exported.
After spending ten days together, Mr. Chen, the distinguished guest of Tianzihao House, is actually quite shabby, and Chun Shui can confirm that the young man is from a serious family background, and is not the kind of "indigent person". Private visit, travel around the world"Hai" is a rich and powerful son. Wealth and aura need to be influenced by ears and eyes, not to mention that the young man has never pretended to be rich. For this precocious maid, she didn't show much on her face, but deep down in her heart, there was indeed some indescribable loss. .
She continued to say with a smile: "There is a popular saying that spreads all over the world, both on the mountain and on the mountain: wherever there are demons causing trouble, there must be Taomu Zhang Tianshi. ”
Chen Ping’an snorted.
By some strange coincidence, the down-and-out Taoist priest carrying the mahogany sword on his back turned to look.
Looking at the high place In the beautiful scenery, the young Taoist with little knowledge vaguely saw the young man with a wooden sword and the charming maid beside him.
Poor and hungry